Three Close Friends part4
by Porn Review Blog Jane took one of her tits and lifted it to her mouth. Her tongue darted out
and touched just the tip. She then leant over and kissed one of Rita’s
breast. She rubbed the nipple of her own breast with her left hand, and
Rita’s with her right. Then she leaned back.
Her breast were full and warm. The tan line of her bikini cut
across their tops. She traced this line with her finger, and the began to
stroke her erect nipple. Rita took one of her Jane’s breasts in her hand
and squeezed gently.
“They’re so much bigger than mine.”
“That doesn’t matter. Just make sure that you use them.”
Rita leaned forward and kissed Jane’s breast lightly on the nipple.
Jane quivered slightly, just noticeable to Ben.
Jane’s hands slowly stroked her whole body, an gentle pattern of
loneliness and unquenched passion. She put her hand on top of her skirt and
slowly began to knead the material. Ben’s hands were still massaging Rita’s
tense nipples. Ben’s head was covered with the Rita’s red hair. Rita moved
her hand to her crotch. Rita’s gaze was fastened on Jane.
Jane’s other hand began to caress her inner thigh, stroking the tan
muscle and skin. Her long skirt began to impede this. She unbuttoned the back
quickly and removed it. She was already beginning to sweat in the warmth of
the fire. Rita unbuttoned the fly on her jeans and pulled them off. She was
wearing sheer, silky black panties. They were sticking to her damp cunt.
“I bought them for Chas. He never saw them…” The insides of
Rita’s thighs were white. A few stray, very red pubic hairs peeked out from
beneath the black silk. Her erect clit pushed against the fabric.
Jane rolled on her side and slowly stroked her round butt. Bens
hand reached out and patted the curve of her bottom. His other hand gently
cupped Rita’s backside. Jane lay on her back and began to open her legs to
Rita. Rita’s legs duplicated Jane’s actions. Jane began to stroke herself
through the fabric of her now damp panties. Rita’s panties were wet through
with her own excited juices.
“When you can’t stand it anymore…” Jane slipped her thumbs
beneath the waistband of her panties and pulled them down to he ankles. The
slipped around her foot. Ben removed the black panties slowly from Rita.
Rita’s eyes were fixed on Jane’s cunt. It was dark with pubic hair, but
spread open. The normal pinkness had been turned to red by her passion. Her
clit popped out from her body like her nipples.
“Look deep. You can see that this is what your like. All women are
alike physically.” Jane slid a finger into her cunt, and then licked it. It
tasted of the sweetness of passion, but also of the bitterness of want.
Rita spread her legs and exposed her inner self to Jane. She slowly tasted
herself also. Ben, too, inserted a finger. He quickly withdrew it,
however. This seemed to be a ritual among women, and women only.
Jane stroked the swollen lips of her cunt slowly, from bottom to
top. She was slowly spreading her legs wider, and more and more of her was
becoming visible. The wet inner flesh glistened in the firelight. Rita
began to copy her, but then inserted three fingers into her wet cunt.
Jane’s juices wet her finger. Her left hand came down to manipulate Rita’s
clit. Rita’s hands moved quickly over her inflamed cunt. She used her whole
hand to stroke herself with. Jane’s hand moved furiously over her wet,
…End of the part4. To be continued..