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Poor Petra! (2)

Date: 6/9/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: fegirboh, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

c’mon Petra,” echoes Danny. “No, Danny, please,” Petra says. “It’ll get us in the mood,” I grin. “Sure will, baby!” says Paul. Petra is shaking her head. She’s looking distressed. “Okay, well it needs all of us to play, so let’s just drop it,” I say, sulky and disappointed. The boys are disappointed too. Especially Danny. We’re all rather cross with Petra, who is now feeling guilty and defensive as well as left out. We rub it in, rib her mercilessly about being such a square, a real party pooper. We go on for ages like that. She’s on the spit now and we’re having a fab time slowly roasting her. “How about more beer? Is that okay with you?” I say to Petra, sarcastically. The guys snigger, say yeah they would like more beer if that’s okay with Petra. Poor girl is fast becoming nothing but a figure of fun. Petra says she won’t have one, but sure, everyone else can, why not. Trying to redeem herself. “Do you wanna go get them, sweetie?” I suggest. My tone is dismissive and superior. It’s like how I talk to the maid back home. Petra seems about to say something but ends up just sort of nodding. She levers herself up and lumbers off to the fridge Soon as her back’s turned me and Paul and Danny start silently corpsing at each other. I give them a sassy look and then I pull my top up, flash my big tits at them. The horny boys love that! When Petra comes back with the three beers I’m very occupied with Paul. He’s squashed his cushion into mine and we’re kissing and canoodling. We’re ... getting pretty sexy with each other. “Err, here you go, guys,” mumbles Petra, embarrassed, placing a couple of beers down next to Paul and I. We ignore her and continue with what we’re doing. We only have eyes for each other at this point, for obvious reasons. Except not really, because at the same time as I’m smooching Paul I’m glancing at Petra and Danny, kind of checking on how it’s going with them. It isn’t. They seem to have lost their connection entirely. Petra gives Danny his beer and gets a scowly grunt for her troubles. Still pissed off with her about the strip poker veto? Yeah, that’s probably it. Petra sits down and shifts closer to him. She’s hoping that he might start doing with her what Paul is doing with me (the poor girl hasn’t lost hope entirely) but it’s no dice. Danny just carries on staring fixedly at me and Paul, especially at me. Petra tries to engage him in conversation but he ignores her, just keeps swigging from his beer and staring hopelessly at me and Paul making out. He’s looking annoyed and jealous. He has absolutely zero interest in Petra now and he isn’t bothering to pretend anymore. He’s focused purely on moi. Poor Petra is sat there like a spare part and it’s all getting very awkward. Well, okay, not for me. I’m loving every minute of it! I inflame the situation by getting sexier with Paul. We’re underneath each other’s clothes. Paul is fondling around inside my top and his other hand is snaking up my skirt. I’m exploring under his tee-shirt, ...