1. Wedding Cake Island - Part 2


    Date: 10/13/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Author: blin18, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    holding Spike’s dick to tweak a nipple, making her yelp and wriggle between my open thighs. I leaned in to Spike, my nipples touching his hard chest, and tilted my head, bringing our mouths together without touching. His lips pursed, seeking me out; I pulled back a little, “Pussies don’t purse,” I said, giving his cock a squeeze. “Let me do the work.” His lips softened and he tilted his head oppositely to mine, our mouths now at right angles. I kissed him, plucking softly at his lips with mine, sucking just enough to draw them away from his teeth. He tasted a little bit salty from the soy sauce he had on the sushi earlier and the image of kissing a pussy when I shut my eyes was surprisingly powerful. I felt some movement around his cock, which I still held around the base; I glanced down quickly and saw Rupali’s tongue snaking around his balls. Kissing harder, I sucked his upper lip into my mouth and ran my tongue over the soft inside surface, repeating on the lower lip and then both at once, showing him how to titillate the inner labia before tonguing the vagina or clitoris. I kept this up for another minute, stroking his cock until it was fully erect again, hard and throbbing under my fingers. Rupali had taken both balls into her mouth, sucking and juggling them with her tongue and occasionally licking out to the base of his cock and getting my fingers instead. I probed into Spike’s mouth with my tongue, gently at first and then more insistently, pushing deeper and ...
    searching out his own tongue, my pussy licking lesson now all but forgotten. I squeezed his cock hard in frustration when he didn’t respond; he gasped and realising the game had changed he kissed me back, his tongue twisting against mine, crushing our lips together as he brought both hands up to my breasts, stroking the undersides like I showed him before touching the nipples. What a good student! I realized that we were getting carried away with each other when at least one of us should have a face buried in Rupali’s pussy. I pulled away from him reluctantly, panting and breathless. “Got it?” I asked, smiling. “Yes, thank you” he said, stealing another peck at my lips. “Stay away from her clitoris until just before you fuck her,” I whispered. “Otherwise she’s come all over your face instead of your cock.” Spike moved to the other end of the board and lifted Rupali’s thighs back to her stomach again, raising her gaping and glistening pussy up to his lips. He began kissing her inner folds, just as I had kissed him, eliciting a deep moan of desire from Rupali. I knelt on the board behind her head and leaned forward to kiss her breasts, bringing my own hard nipples into contact with her mouth. We played a silent game of Simon-Says: I licked, she licked; I sucked, she sucked; I nibbled, she nibbled. I hope she wasn’t losing concentration on what Spike was doing to her steaming pussy; I felt quite invested in his training now and wanted him to do a good job. Rupali locked her legs around ...
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