Katia stood anxiously in the living room contemplating the scantly clad woman on her bed. They hadn't done anything but both were in lingerie. Katia was in black lacy boy shorts that hugged her 38 inch hips like a second skin. The matching black and red bra supported her 34d breast with just a little bit of pink nipple peaking out over each cup. Her deep ebony soft curls contrasted beautifully against her creamy white skin hanging down her back and framing her taught waist. Bianca also had dark brown hair with red streaks running through it though much shorter and straighter then Katia's. She had smaller breast then Katia, very firm B's, a nice ass and a little bit tanner then her. She was just in black but she also had on the black necklace, with a piece that hung from it like a rosary but no cross just a little tear drop shaped stone.
Katia was waiting in the living room, shifting in her four inch heels. Paul finally pulled up. The engine shut off. She moved towards the door and opened it before he could unlock it. His eyes grew wide as he drank in the sight hoping no one else was catching a glimpse. She took him in, tall well built Marine powerhouse, with a gorgeous face and amazing thick lips, he was blacker then night a common teasing point with his buddies and intensely sexy in his woodland digis. She put a finger to his lips and grabbed his blouse, pulling him into their little duplex. They kissed, it was deep and slow. He grabbed her ass as she took his cover, pressing her hips into him.
She pulled back, "I have a present for you," because that is what Bianca was, it wasn't really like she per say had feelings for Bianca she was just kind of looked at her a present, something extra for them, an object, someone she had a mutual attraction with and was just as kinky and twisted as her. She placed his cover on her head at a cute little angle and wiggled her shapely ass as she left him in the living room. He followed quickly leaving his blouse on the couch. Katia was on the bed with Bianca before he got into the room. They were on their knees, arms wrapped around each other, bodies pressed together, and their faces cheek to cheek turned towards him. He looked like a kid at Christmas yet not totally sure what to do, but he did have a fucking brick in his pants.
Katia started to kiss Bianca, slow and passionate letting him get a good show their tongues touching, their mouths open. She took a hand off of Bianca's neck and gestured for him to come closer. He ran his hands up and down their backs; Katia turned from Bianca and began to kiss Paul. Then she placed a hand under Bianca's chin and brought her face to theirs, she joined. Their tongues mingled and lips wandered. Katia started to pull away undoing his belt and pants, letting them fall around his boots. She grabbed Bianca's chin again and began kissing her, he moved back.
Bianca was slightly turned towards him and Katia ran a hand down her neck, over her breast, slipping her nipples out of her bra and tweaking them gently, her skin puckered and they stood at attention. She continued down her waist, and slipped her hand into her panties. She moaned as Katia started to finger her. Bianca slid her right hand into Katia's panties and began to finger her. She mimicked Katia's motions sharing in the same feeling. Tracing her finger up and down her puffy moist lips, top to slit and back. Her finger slipped between her lips, traced a path around her pulsing clit and teased her wanting hole. Her hands filtered as Katia cupped her hand and slid three fingers deep into Bianca. She began to grind her clit into Katia's palm. She then slipped her fingers into Katia who increased her assault on Bianca's cunt.
They both just moaned and wreathed in front of him. His dick strained against his tight skivvy shorts. A noticeable dark spot had formed on them by the tip of his cock. Katia moved away gently slipping her hand out of Bianca's panties. She whimpered and thrust her hips out grinding against Katia's thigh. Katia allowed her to rub her slick cunt along her thigh but she removed Bianca's hand from her panties. They looked at Paul and cleaned off their fingers tasting their own juices on the others hand. He moved towards them and started kissing the both of them savoring the mingled flavors of their pussies.
They ran their hands down his dark defined chest and rubbed his pulsing cock. Katia lowered her head and pressed her tongue along the length of his cock, massaging her tongue into the salty wet spot on the tip of his dick. His cock jumped against her face. She hooked her hands in each side of his shorts and pulled them down. She leaned up, they had stopped kissing, and looking at his newly freed 8 inch member wagging in hello. Katia grabbed Bianca's wrist and offered her the palm of her other hand. She opened her mouth slightly as the saliva built up in her mouth, Bianca did the same. They each let a thick slow line of spit form a pool in the others hands. Paul's dick began to leak pre cum he adored the sight of Katia spitting in her hand there was something so erotic and dirty about it. They reached out and took a firm hold of his cock.
They ran their hands along the opposite sides, taking turns rubbing the head and the shaft. He ran a hand down each of their backs, fumbling with their bras. When he had them unhooked they released his cock long enough to slip off the straps and then returned to caressing his cock. He then began fondling their newly freed breast, tweaking their nipples, cupping them comparing. He ran his hands down their tummies and into their panties, slipping a finger in each girl. He leaned forward and took Katia's nipple into his mouth. Licking, biting, and sucking as she ground against his finger. He made his way across to Bianca's nipples until each one was swollen and puffy.