India had a look of sexual frenzie, bordering on frustration. It was time for my sweet Lilly and I to bring her some relief. We took our positions on either side of her and sucked her stiff nipples, me on the left and Lilly on the right. Lilly's hand traced its way down her flat stomach, through her silky bush and plunged two fingers into her waiting pussy. I could hear the wetness as Lilly's fingers worked in and out. India pulled my head up to kiss me, her tongue wasting no time finding mine. I knew she could still taste the fresh pussy juice on my mouth and it seemed to excite her even more.
She was moaning into my mouth as her hips gyrated under Lilly's ministrations. "I want more, I need more," she cried as she began to beg us to help her cum. My eyes met Lilly's and she winked, touched my lips with her sticky finger and pointed to India's hot, wet cunt. Her smile said it was ok, so I buried my face into her steaming channel.
We all shifted about and ended up in a sensuous and erotic circle. I was eating India. She was flicking her tongue about Lilly's pussy and Lilly was sucking my stiff, hot cock.
Hands moved all about, body parts blended together and it seemed like the three of us became lost in each other until India's small frame began to tighten and lift off of the bed. First the sound was low and quiet. But it soon became a primal scream as her pussy squirted an incredible load, directly into my face. It was incredible! She was a squirter! I continued to lick and suck relentlessly. Her screams, hot breath and insistent cries into Lilly's pussy set her off as Lilly joined in with her own sounds that complimented the orgasm of her friend.
Both women went limp and they lay back in blissful harmony. India noticed that my cock was still straight and hard, giving it a playful squeeze. Lilly jokingly asked, "does it hurt," with a sly giggle. I said that it was a bit uncomfortable and the ladies suggested that I bring it some relief while they watch.
The lay side by side and both had their legs spread. Lilly's right leg was crossed over India's left leg. On my knees, I straddled their thighs. Their torsos touched, Lilly's right breast and India's left breast rubbed together as their hands moved about each other's bodies.
There I was, on my knees, stroking my cock as I watched these two beauties. The juices were flowing out of the slit in the head of my dick. The sound of my hand beating my hot, wet cock faster and faster was all that could be heard, except for the heavy breathing that filled the room.
I looked farther down and found that both of them were rubbing their clits. Lilly's shaved pussy showed the most beautiful little hard, pink button. India had a clitoris that was more like a miniature penis, slightly protruding from her dark bush as her wet finger traced rapid circles around it.