To review from last time, when I tried to bring Emma to Danny and Linda's for the first time:
I grinned, trying to remain confidant. "Trust me. You might like it. Come on inside."
The front door opened and out came Danny, dressed in khakis and a tight polo shirt to show off his physique, followed by Linda in tight, low-cut blue jeans and a flimsy blue top that was amazingly low cut.
"Who are they?" Emma asked.
"Come on and I'll show you." I said.
I got out of the car and was glad to see Emma doing the same. Linda and Danny were walking towards us and I placed my hand on Emma's firm ass, hidden by the soft cotton of her skirt, propelling her forward.
"Hey there! You must be Emma!" Linda said. She extended her hand, which Emma shook, throwing me a confused look. She shook Danny's huge hand as well, smiling at him as she did so.
Danny smiled back. "I bet Johnny didn't tell you much about us, did he?"
Emma's pretty green eyes were wide and innocent as she shook her head. "No, no he didn't. Who are you?"
Danny chuckled and put an arm around her waist. "Why don't we go inside and all have a chat? You can get to know us better..."
Something about that chuckle made me raise my hackles. But I calmed a bit, remembering why I had brought her to them. Also, the fleeting thought ran through my mind that I was glad Emma was on birth control.
Emma threw me another look as Danny led her inside. I smiled back and followed them, with Linda beside me. My heart was in turmoil-I was nervous, jealous, aroused and excited all at once. Linda stoked the arousal in me a bit by "accidentally" brushing my ass. I turned to look at her, only to receive an innocent looking sexy grin.
"Missed us, Johnny?" she whispered, leaning in close as we entered the house. Her perfume smelled like exotic fruits. Danny was showing Emma around the house for some reason, as if she were an ordinary visiting guest.
I found Linda had placed one hand on my chest, the other cupped my semi-hard cock. She made me mute by leaning forward and kissing me and as she did so, she propelled us backwards and sideways, into the hallway that runs along the front of the house from one side to the other. I squirmed, a bit worried. I couldn't see Emma or Danny now and wasn't sure how I felt about that.
But my worry was pleasantly distracted as Linda's soft, tanned body melted into mine. She kissed me deeply and her wonderfully big, soft tits were practically spilling out of her flimsy light blue top. I moaned and cupped one of them, my fingers softly flicking her rubbery nipple back and forth through her shirt. She obligingly raised her arms in the air so I could slip the shirt right off. Her warm, massive breasts spilled out and were crushed against my shirt. I ran my hands down her back and began slipping down her jeans. She wiggled out of them and stood in front of me, wearing nothing but a skimpy thong, from the feel of it.
As we kissed, I felt her hands now loosening my belt and reaching inside my boxers. Her hands found my shaft and stroked it, then pulled it out of the cloth and let it stand between us. She rubbed her smooth hands over it's surface and I felt myself getting harder, my balls already tingling from her technique.
"Do me right here in the hall baby! Fuck me good!" moaned Linda in my ear. Her hot hands had removed my shirt and tossed it carelessly down the hallway. With one silky-smooth foot, she pushed down my pants and boxers until they sat around my sandals in a pile. I stepped out of them and grapsed her little thong. It was white and contrasted very nicely with her tanned skin, much darker than Emma's creamy-golden look.
I slowly pulled it off. She stepped out of it, tossed it aside. I reached under her and my fingers were instantly soaked. I began toying with her and she writhed on my hand. "Oh...Johnny...fuck me, please..."
Who am I to deny a lady? I made her sit on the carpet. She did so quickly and spread her legs. "Johnny, please, I'm waiti-"
She didn't finish. I was just as eager as she was. I got in position and didn't go slow. I rammed my full length in all at once. She gasped and her back arched. I didn't slow. Just as quickly, I almost pulled completely out, than sank back in.
"Oh Johnny...this is what Danny's gonna do to Emma..." she told me through groans.
I didn't slow. "Mmmm...can we watch?" I asked.
She smiled slowly. "Yeah...we...can...uhg, oh God yeah...we can watch...you dirty, horny little bastard...oh fuck me..."
Meanwhile...Danny had taken Emma on a quick little tour. As they moved from room to room, he kept complimenting her on her looks and "accidentally" brushing against her. Normally, Emma would have minded. But the mystery of this setup, her earlier horniess and Danny's natural magnetism cancelled all these feelings out. In fact, she wanted him...
"And this..." Danny said as they re-entered the spacious living room. "Is the heart of the action. The living room."
Emma turned from where she stood next to the big couch, smiled, and clapped politely. "Bravo. That was a great tour."
Danny came over to stand behind her. He pointed out the window. "That's the backyard. See the pool? Sometimes, if you watch carefully, there's a little bird that sits on the edge and just stares at its reflection."
Emma looked out the window at the lawn as Danny sank down onto the couch. Idly, his hand wandered over to her leg, sliding itself over her smooth skin and up her skirt. Emma froze, but, mostly due to her earlier horniness, did not stop him.
"Funny how things of beauty attract so much attention." He remarked as his fingertips reached Emma's young, firm and athletic buttocks.
"You're a bad man." Emma said, playfully pushing his hand away. "What if my boyfriend see's?"
Danny laughed. "Oh no! What if you see my huge cock and decide you want to ride it and don't care who knows?"
Emma's eyes widened at this and she felt her pussy getting wetter. She tried to remain in command of the situation. She tried so hard not to look at Danny's crotch, which had a huge bulge in it. She closed her eyes briefly, her breath becoming more shallow. She took a step back.
Danny got up, confidently, from the couch. He moved over to her before she could open her eyes. Those pretty green peepers only opened when Emma smelled the closeness of his scent. It smelled so good...
One of Danny's hands was on the small of her back now, not letting her back up anymore. In fact, he pulled her closed to him. His bulge was indenting her soft, cottony skirt and putting pressure on her panties.
Despite herself, Emma found her body was doing things she wasn't in control of. She felt so hot and wet! Her hips moved of their own accord and ground against that hard-on which was being pressed against her. She gasped and stopped herself. Not wanting to look at Danny straight on, she looked down and tried to calm herself. She noticed her nipples were hard and showing clearly through her cute little blouse.
Then, Danny's hand was on her chin. He lifted her face up to meet his, leaned in and kissed her deeply. Emma had time to react. But she didn't. Not negatively, anyway. Instead, she leaned into him and let his tongue penetrate her sweet mouth.
Still kissing, Danny picked Emma up with both hands and set her back against the wall. She swung her legs around his waist and latched on. Her soft, young, tanned arms were around his broad shoulders as her sweet lips kissed his. In this position, with her legs on either side of his waist, her skirt rode up leaving nothing to stop his bulge from pressing firmly, directly on her soft and damp panties.
Danny ground his achingly hard cock against her panties, trying to move the fabric aside and get at the soft wetness he could already feel on the other side. Emma stopped kissing him and now watched with satisfaction the expression on his face as she ground her pussy against him. One of his hands was now off her ass and on her skimpy underwear, moving it aside.
Emma moaned as she felt her hot, wet folds pushed aside and Danny's khaki-clothed bulge rub against her clitty. She ground against it, her eyes shut again and she leaned her head back to moan.
Danny's hands were now on her blouse, feverishly undoing the buttons. Emma just sat there against the wall, grinding on his crotch, her wet juices seeping through the fabric. Danny managed to slip the shirt off her shoulders then looked at her again.
She had the most amazing young clevage. It was half hidden behind an almost sheer bra and the huge monster in Danny's pants stirred more. Emma felt it and groaned. She reached down and helped Danny undo her bra. He let her down on the floor and pushed her skirt and panties down over her heels. She obligingly stepped out of them and let her bra fall away, standing before him with nothing but her heels.
Danny thanked Linda silently for having this idea. And he thanked God for the camera he had thought to install behind a full length mirror nearly directly across from Emma. Thinking of that camera, he moved aside and said: "Look at you baby. Check yourself out in that mirror. You are so damn fine! Oh, I'm gonna milk your pussy good."
