1. First Class - Part 2


    Date: 11/7/2014, Categories: Bisexual, Author: blin18, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    whisper. “But it bends the wrong way and I couldn’t get onto it.” “In a minute, I promise,” Vicky breathed, biting her lower lip as she felt the wonderful heat of Bob inside her again. Still holding Celeste, she lowered herself all the way onto Bob’s shaft, feeling it touch down on the innermost depths of her womanhood. Turned around, the sensation was different to that afternoon’s sex where Bob’s curved member was probing and tickling her G-spot; this was kind of the reverse, she could feel him in an area she more commonly associated with her ass than her pussy, but the sensation wasn’t entirely unpleasant. Vicky pumped her hips slowly, relishing the texture and contours of Bob’s cock as it glided through her parted opening with Celeste’s breath in her ear and her breasts pressing into Vicky’s own. “Half time, change sides,” Celeste whispered urgently. Rising up again to release Bob’s shaft, Vicky carefully pushed out her hips to keep him from slipping between her legs and then lowered back down, goose bumps popping up all over her body as his cock – slick with her juices – slid softly over her clitoris. Seated back down on Bob’s pelvis with his bulging manhood held steady in her glistening slit, she moved forwards a bit to lower the angle of his cock, pointing it towards the smooth hairless perfection of Celeste’s pussy. As Celeste rose to mount Bob, Vicky could see the small pink folds of her entrance; open, wet and ready as they closed softly over the head; and she ...
    was swept by a vivid recurrence of how it felt to have that tight, hot embrace close down over her searching tongue. Again Vicky shivered with longing to have a cock of her own that she could plunge into that silken heaven of Celeste’s love canal. In one slow, fluid movement, Celeste lowered herself all the way down; crying out softly into Vicky’s shoulder as Bob’s curved length touched down on her G-Spot. “Oh, God, I think I’m going to come,” she husked in Vicky’s ear. “Back off an inch,” Vicky whispered urgently, lifting Celeste at the waist. Celeste’s green eyes flashed from one form of startled surprise to another as she came back from the brink; hardly able to believe she was about to come on the first stroke like teenage boy, she was more surprised still that Vicky knew exactly what was happening and what to do about it. “Oh, God,” she gasped breathlessly. “It’s like he touched a … a something ….” She trailed off without finishing the sentence. “An auto-orgasm button?” Vicky suggested. “Exactly!” Celeste agreed, dipping down again and crying out quietly before rising up an inch or so. “Same, same,” Vicky smiled. “I think it’s the G-spot. It just feels like you’re going to come, but instead it keeps building up and you have to really work it to get over the top.” Celeste began again with slow, probing strokes; rocking from the hips and thrusting at the end as Bob’s erection touched that secret place deep in her core. With each thrust, Celeste’s smooth pussy lips touched ...