1. Cindy Does The Bachelor Party


    Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: lindaswan, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    I was ready to come and Vicky knew it. She slipped two fingers into my pussy, adding to the vibrator she held on my clit. My skin turned pink and tiny sweat beads broke out. As she bore down, I shrieked, arching my body with a strained moan of ecstasy, overwhelmed by the spasm of climax. She kept the vibrator going while tickling me inside with her fingers. I could barely handle it, flopping from side to side on the bed, trembling, and shouting "Oh, fuck!" over and over. "Tell me how you really feel!" she yelled over my noisy outbursts, laughing, sharing the pleasure of the intense orgasm she gave me. When I recovered, I buried my face in her aromatic crotch, forcing her legs wide, buzzing her clit with the tip of my tongue until she was the one screaming. After resting in each other's arms for a little while, we did it all again with strap-ons, dildos, and vibrators augmenting eager fingers and probing tongues. Later, we coiled together, softly kissing, fondling, and giggling in the rapture that remains after great sex. We were both contented and happy, tingling all over and smelling like pussy. Vicky had invited me to have Sunday brunch at her elegant and spacious top floor condo in Brentwood, an affluent Westside LA neighborhood. The date of Vicky's marriage to software billionaire William Wesley was fast approaching and she wanted my opinion on all the plans. We had gotten together like this several times since our epic gangbang on Wes's private Caribbean island. That ...
    was her first big event, the one I coached her for. There was now an incredible bond of friendship and affection between us, including lots of hot sex. Vicky left me in the bed while she went to the kitchen for food and coffee. She returned and climbed back in, placing the tray between us to share. We nibbled on various treats while we talked. We were both naked, enjoying the intimate casualness we had together. She teased, "I should have served hot dogs; I'd use one to do you again." I shot back, "Hot dog? No way." After a pause, "It would have to be a plump sausage. Do you have a knackwurst?" We laughed as we continued to explore combinations of food and sex. I put chocolate mousse on her boobs; she lay back as I licked and sucked it off. Then, she put a slice of cantaloupe in my pussy, which I tilted up to receive. She worked it around, then ate it. She repeated the act with a slice in her own pussy, but when it was good and juicy, she fed it to me. We went on like that, mildly hot, playful, having fun. Our relationship was a delight. We always found ways to play, unexpected ways, never dull. The talk returned to her wedding plans, specifically the bachelor party. "Cindy," she interjected, "I have an idea." "Okay, what?" "Jack MacDougall -- Wes's best friend and business partner -- is making all the party arrangements." That sounded good to me. "Great! He'll know what to do for Wes." She put her head in my lap, looking up at me. I leaned forward so my tits brushed her face. ...
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