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George and Ryan and Erica
Erica walked up to the bed. Her best friend was lying there; she was completely naked, on top of a boy; and after watching them have the most amazing sex together, her emotions were in a whirl of shock, embarrassment and arousal. Her chest felt tight, her hands were clammy and there was a tingling in her nipples and pussy.
"Erica, this is Ryan, the ex-virgin. And for a newbie he's damn good. Reckon I did quite a good job teaching him!" When Erica was close enough, George pulled her down to her knees. She stared into Erica's eyes. Erica sensed a wildness, an untamed, insatiable, dangerous George. It combined with the smell of sex and her stark memory of what she had seen. A dangerous cocktail.
She had come in as George had had her first climax and she had seen Ryan's fingers in her friends cunt, seen her pussy lips contract with pleasure and leak her juices down her quivering thighs. Then he had entered her, his long shaft sliding easily into the wet channel. Erica had not seen many real live cocks, and none actually in the act, so she had been fascinated by everything. She had almost studied his pink shaft with its smattering of hairs, the stretched-back foreskin and up to the red helmet, parted so neatly. Was there some come on it already? The cock swung wildly up and own. It seemed to know exactly where to enter through George's hairy lips, and it slid home in one smooth action. Coming out, it shone with George's plentiful juices. Her come stuck his hairs against the skin of his shaft, and glued hers down as well. At full withdrawal her cunt gaped open, the slippery walls almost sucking the cockhead back in. As Ryan thrust up into George, her buttocks shimmered with each impact and her anus twitched in and out.
George's skin flushed and quivered as her second climax built up and washed over her. At this point, Erica's hand had found its way into her own shorts and was pushing on her clit, rubbing it between her closed lips. She brought it out to smell it, further exciting her.
The thrusting had not gone for long, as George's gasping climax had pushed Ryan over the brink. Erica watched closely again as his balls rose partly up his long shaft and he buried himself deep into her willing cunt. When they both relaxed (there were now pearly white streaks around George's pussy lips), Erica realised she had been holding her breath all through both orgasms. Her gasp had abruptly altered the situation. And now George's fiery brown eyes were demanding submission.
Erica leant down and kissed George. It was so natural, so easy. George's soft lips opened for her as their tongues entwined. Erica's mouth tingled with different sensations as George explored every corner inside. At the same time she felt hands on her shoulders and breasts. George was stroking and pushing her plump mounds, rolling the nipples in her fingers. She felt hot and breathless as her body demanded more.
George had now undone the buttons of Erica's blouse. Then she pulled the fabric down over her shoulders. The air on her bare skin only added to her excitement, as the skin all over her responded. She could feel her shorts, her panties getting damper and damper, her blouse bunched down her arms.
Watching all this, and enjoying it in a wonderful daze, was Ryan. He couldn't respond to Erica suddenly being there in the room as he lost his virginity. It was, just all part of his crazy day. What would be next?
He got up and moved behind Erica. She was plumper than George, and had soft, generous curves. Putting his hands around her and feeling her soft tummy, he kissed her shoulder and neck. She sighed. George had an idea.
"Your punishment for catching us fucking, is to be our slave! Ryan, hold her arms!"
Ryan and Erica were both astonished, and aroused. Ryan easily held her arms at her sides and pulled them back slightly, pushing her breasts forward. George grabbed her shorts and pulled them down roughly, making Erica gasp again. She gave a smile that was both playful and wicked as she stroked the plump thighs, alternately brushing and kneading her fingers into the flesh. She brushed her vee of curly hairs. The scent of Erica's arousal, milky but more tangy, came to the other two.
George hooked her fingers in and peeled down Erica's bra. The heavy breasts rolled out, nipples already hard and eager. She sucked on one, then the other, while somehow guiding her two friends onto the bed.
Erica found herself sitting on the bed, arms still pinned, with Ryan above and behind her kissing and nibbling her neck and shoulders, and George... George was everywhere, circling each hard nipple with her tongue, kissing her on the mouth and chin and neck, hands reaching and spreading her thighs. She pushed her hands into Erica's soft tummy. She pulled and kneaded her breasts. She ran her hands around her wide hips to tickle her buttocks.
Erica felt every inch of her skin alive and tingling. She panted with desire and moaned with pleasure as George's fingers pushed through her sodden pussy lips and stroked her sensitive clit. Her legs were now pinned wide open, and she felt fingers under her, inside her, against her anus.
"Oh God oh God oh God, I can't stand it!" she moaned, but she was forced to. Her climax rose up as George strummed her clit and kissed her face. Her juices seemed to flow over George's fingers, making it easier to slip in and out.
"Oh please please oh. Ahhh, AAAHHHH!!! She cried out into George's mouth. Her whole body shuddered as her orgasm engulfed her. Stars exploded in her pussy, sending flashes up and down her body.
She slumped back against Ryan, hot, damp, hair spread over her face. George kissed her still, but gently, tenderly. Erica put her arms around her and they kissed again.
Ryan could recognise George's desire in her embrace and husky breathing. Erica was still in a dreamy orgasmic cloud as she was gently pulled forward until she was lying on top of her friend, but with her face against her smaller, firmer breasts. George pushed them up for her to suckle, which she did, still in her dreamy state. George started to wriggle her hips, working her way up the bed until her pussy hairs were rustling against Erica's fuller breasts. Erica stopped and looked up into George's face.
George's smile and her caresses somehow convinced her to go on. Making herself comfortable on hands and knees, she inhaled the strong mixture of smells coming out of George's pussy. The sweat and love-juices of the earlier lovers was mixed with the fresher scent of arousal from watching (and causing) Erica's own orgasm. Erica paused then tentatively nuzzled the damp pussy lips with her nose. George sighed.
It was new, yet familiar, to Erica. She had often played with herself and imagined lovers of different kinds, and knew her own cunt well. This cunt had all the same lips, hairs, vagina, clit; but all different. A sweeter smell filled her nose as she spread George's trim labia. Ryan's white come leaked out and added its own strong scent. Gently pulling at the inner lips, Erica exposed her clit, small but shiny white. She blew on it.
"Ahhh, fuck, nice. More!" George quivered and thrust up her hips. Encouraged, Erica licked and sucked. George's lips swelled and darkened, her juices flowed over Erica's chin. "God that's good don't stop," George managed to whisper, while pleasuring her own nipples. Erica could take sips of George's fluids.
