2 Izzy, Molly & Holly Hon

Literotic asexstories – 2 Izzy, Molly & Holly Hon by TOMiP,TOMiP
It’s raining. I am summoned to pick up Isabel Devine plus two at Whipple’s and transport them to Kroen Hall. I expect to be disappointed–how could she possibly live up to a name like Devine? But, I go anyway.

And I’m not disappointed.

They dash toward me. I reach back and open their door. A dark-haired girl hops in first. It’s unfair to judge her, being wet and all, but her hair is limp, making her appear mousy, and her butt is a bit larger than I find sexy. Her top, though, is see-through black lace over a burgundy tank top, and her boobs look promising.

Then she launches herself into the middle, in a sky-blue sundress that’s soaked to the skin. The wet fabric doesn’t begin to conceal her brown areolae and firm nipples.

I want to lick her pussy, and I want her friends to watch.

The third ain’t ugly, a dirty blonde with a pretty smile, but her black tank top isn’t as revealing as the wet sundress. I tear my eyes away long enough to make sure they’re all in and safely buckled.

I watch the road and listen. I know which one I want, but I need to decide on an approach and see if her friends will help or be wet blankets and smother this hot prospect. I’m sure I’ll get lucky and come up with something. And I do.

‘Can you take us into the garage?’

‘Is that where you parked?’

‘No, there’s a covered walkway on the second level that connects to the dorm. We’re already wet enough.’

‘You’re right. We should get you out of that wet dress before you catch a cold,’ I tell her.

She eyes me in the rear view, not sure if I meant what she thinks I meant, than asks, ‘Will you?’

‘Sure, but it will cost you extra.’

‘How much?’

‘One of you will have to get naked.’

I can see Isabel’s surprised expression in the rear view, and imagine the others!

‘For real?’

‘Of course not,’ I giggle, but I didn’t expect her to do it. That was just an ice breaker. ‘All you have to answer some questions for a research project I’m doing.’

She shrugs and says, ‘Why not?’

I wonder what would happen if I told them I’m researching how far they’re willing to go!

I pull into an empty space a few cars past the walkway, next to a van that blocks the view from that side. I unbuckle and swivel around.

‘Okay, first question: Have you ever kissed a girl?’

‘Totally.’

‘Like tongues, all hot and bothered?’

She looks at mousy and doesn’t answer.

‘Have your friends ever watched your boyfriend go down on you?’

‘No.’

‘Play with yourself?’

Again, she doesn’t answer. Maybe she has, but not with these friends. I press on.

‘Did you ever experiment with your friends when you were maturing, show them what you liked, find out what they liked?’

Again, she doesn’t answer, she studies me. She’s hard to read, a half-smile that could mean, wouldn’t you like to know? Or, are you fucking kidding me?

Mousy also smiles, looking at Isabel, maybe hoping she’ll say she did. I’m probably right about her being curious.

‘Some girls like being watched, it turns them on.’

Still nothing.

‘Okay, I wasn’t going to ask you this, but since you didn’t answer that one, on a scale of one to ten, are boys doing it for you?

Her eyes get bigger.

‘What are you researching?’

‘Female sexuality.’

Lame, I know, but that one caught me off guard. And my ‘research’ is purely to satisfy my curiosity, and to get them thinking about sex.

‘Come on, it’s just us girls.’

‘Well, kind of … sort of …. Not so much.’

‘Have you ever kissed …’

I can’t say curious. I look at her friend, and she says, ‘Molly.’

Good, she’s helping.

‘Not yet.’

Her mischievous grin suggests it’s crossed her mind. She looks over at Molly. And Molly looks receptive.

‘I think you should,’

And she does. They kiss like they’ve done it a thousand times. Isabel’s hand even reaches up and gives Molly’s boob a squeeze, but then drops. The separate, laughing nervously.

Molly looks at me, her eyes sparkling.

‘Wow, you both look like good kissers. Molly, did you like that?’

‘Yeah,’ she says, dropping her eyes as if she can’t believe she just said that.

I’m going to use her to get to Isabel.

‘Isabel, do you use toys?’

‘Sometimes.’

‘Did you bring one?’

‘Of course. Never leave home without one.’

She and Molly fall together, laughing.

‘Care to show us what you like?’

Again, she looks at Molly. God, she looks sexy. I can barely resist pinching her puffy nipples through the wet fabric. But she doesn’t answer.

‘Molly, would you like to see Isabel play with herself?’

‘Yeah, do it, Izzy,’ she says with a surprising amount of enthusiasm.

‘Really?’ She laughs nervously, ‘Should I?’

‘Yeah. It’ll be fun.’

The dirty blonde is definitely not ready to join in. Not yet, anyway. But I have all night.

With a smile that might mean she wanted to all along, Izzy shrugs and says, ‘Okay, if you want me to.’

While she fishes around inside her purse, I ask Molly, ‘Were you surprised she grabbed your boob?’

‘Not really. I sort of know her. And it felt kinda natural.’

Izzy pulls out a slender silver vibe and twists the base. It hums. She and Molly giggle.

Izzy lifts her skirt and presses the tip against her clit, sliding it up and down over her panties.

Part of me wants to watch her and Molly make out–with her eyes closed, she might lose herself in it–but the part of me that wants to watch Molly watch Izzy get off wins out.

‘That’s hot as fuck,’ I tell her.

She smiles back at me.

‘It sure feels good.’

‘I bet it would feel better if you took those off.’

She doesn’t hesitate. Her panties hit the floor. Maybe she’ll forget them. I like trophies.

She enters herself slowly with the vibe, taking it all, then pulls it out and slides it up and down her slit. She even reaches under her leg and fingers herself.

Molly licks her lips. She’s begun to grow on me. She looks more alive than mousy.

Watching Izzy’s expression change as her need grows makes me want to touch myself, but I want Molly to do it first.

‘You go, girl,’ I tell her.

‘Yeah!’ Molly says softly.

She looks from me to Molly, and suddenly, she stops. She pulls the vibe away and her finger out, clamps her thighs together and presses her palm against her mons.

‘That’s what I like to do,’ she said, somewhat hoarsely.

Molly and I are both shocked. Just when it was getting good. Maybe she’s afraid to come in front of her friends.

I know she wanted to! Time to go for broke.

‘Last question, want me to warm you up?’

‘What do you mean?’

I drag my nails lightly from her knee up her inner thigh and say, ‘Want me to lick your pussy until you come?’

Immediately, Molly said, ‘Let her. She’s gotta be better than Marc.’

Izzy turns her head slightly toward Molly, but looks at me with a coy smile as if this was what she hoped would happen when she first pulled the vibe from her purse.

She spreads her legs and says, ‘I’m ready.’

Eagerly, Molly lifts Izzy’s leg over her own, giving me plenty of room to kneel in front of Izzy and giving herself the best view in the … okay, the back seat. Izzy’s right knee presses the dirty blonde’s thigh. From the corner of my eye, that one appears to be distancing herself, but craning her neck for a better view.

As I kneel between her knees, I say, ‘Why don’t you and Molly make out while I try to make your toes curl?’

They attack each other. I can’t wait to see this when I get home.

I can feel Izzy’s enthusiasm increase as my tongue explores her naughty parts. And Molly responds as well. I wonder what Miss Distance is doing. I steal a glance. She’s plastered against the door, but her eyes are glued on me. I can’t help but giggle!

I imagine her, still composed, but her resistance melting away. She wants to experience the pleasure her friends clearly enjoy.

I enter Izzy with my middle finger, palm down, then turn it up, feeling for her G-spot. I find it. She gasps. I can’t help myself. I raise up, as if to inspect my work, but what I really want to see is where I can take this.

Izzy has broken the kiss. Her hands are fisted, holding onto her skirt as if she’s afraid she’ll explode.

‘You might like it if Molly kisses your boobies. Is that okay?’

Izzy can’t speak, but Molly doesn’t need an answer. She pushes the elastic top of Izzy’s dress down under her lovely pair, and locks her lips around the closest peak, pinching the nipple of the other. I like this girl!

Izzy’s tits are so perfect, they almost have to be enhanced. I have to ask.

‘Molly, are those things real?’

Molly nods, her tongue doing circles around a hot pink tip.

Izzy’s body begins to convulse, hips jerking, her breath catching in her throat.

‘Uh, uh, uh … oh god, YES!

I grip her ass and cover her pussy with my mouth. She cries out again, then whimpers. I suck on her clit, hold on and ride it out.

Then, as quickly as it began, she goes limp, collapsing into laughter, hugging Molly.

‘Did you come already?’ Molly asks with awe and surprise.

‘Yeah.’

‘She’s that good?’

‘She’s awesome, totally fucking awesome! I fucking love having a girl lick my pussy!’ she yells.

I’m so turned on, I climb into her lap and we make out.

To my left, Molly breathes rapidly, like she’s about to make herself come. I look over and find her fully dresses, hands holding her stomach as if she has to hold on or she’ll touch herself.

‘Molly, you should try.’

‘Should I?’

‘You’re a natural. Didn’t she turn you on kissing, Izzy?’

‘She did, she’s a great kisser.’

‘Wouldn’t you like to have her lips on your clit, feel her tongue in your pussy?’

‘Totally.’

‘Can you come again?’

‘With her, yeah!’

Molly says, ‘I don’t know.’

‘Molly, aren’t you even a little bit bad?’

‘Maybe, a little.’

‘I want to watch her come this time. Can we make that happen?’

Molly smiles at Izzy. Izzy’s expression makes me want to go down on her again.

‘I’ll try, but I’ve never done this before.’

‘Well, then, let’s pop that cherry,’ I tell her. ‘You know what you like to have boys do to you, don’t you?’

‘I know they never do it right, or do it long enough.’

‘Now’s your chance, show Izzy how to do it right, and maybe she’ll do it to you.’

I climb back into the front seat and Molly takes my place. Izzy’s smile must be straining her facial muscles. She puts her hand on the back of Molly’s head as she bends forward.

I do have a way of getting what I want, don’t I? Making Izzy come in front of her friends, and now getting her friends to explore their sexual geography.

This one, anyway. There must be something I can do to get the other one involved. Maybe not, but she could get out and walk into her dorm, if she wanted to. And she hasn’t.

Then Izzy helps me out. As Molly begins to lick, Izzy leans toward her friend, ending up with her head on her shoulder.

‘Looks like Molly’s really good. Is she?’

‘Yes! Oh god, Molly, are you sure you’ve never done this before?’

Molly giggles, shakes her head, no, wagging her tongue back and forth over Izzy’s clit.

‘Yeah, keep doing that, just like that! Keep going, I’m close, so close, so … oh fuck, I’m coming! Oh, Molly, ohmigod, YES!’

She grips the dirty blonde’s knee so hard, I’m afraid it might leave a dent!

Molly beams, licking with even more passion as Izzy moans and shudders, finally falling back against the seat, gasping for breath.

‘Look at that smile!’ I tell Molly. ‘She loves getting her pussy licked!’

‘What girl doesn’t?’

‘Well, she sure likes what you did! I was right, you are a natural. You like doing that, don’t you?! Going down on your friends, making them come!’

‘I sorta do love playing with my Home Girls!’

‘Izzy, who’s your other cute friend?’

‘Oh my god, I’m so rude! This is Holly Honeysuckle. I didn’t mean to leave you out, hon, I just got … distracted! We just call her Honey, ’cause she’s so sweet, or just Hon.’

Izzy strokes her friend’s cheek. Honey doesn’t seem to mind.

‘Sweet enough to eat?’

‘Look at her! Yeah!’

‘Well, let’s find out. Molly, let’s see if you can make Honey come.’

‘I don’t mess around with girls.’ Honey says, sternly.

‘Not even after watching us make Izzy come? Izzy sure liked it, didn’t you, Izzy?’

‘I fucking loved it!’

‘I don’t mess around with girls.’

‘How about you and Izzy make out a little bit?’

Her expression said no, but I don’t see how anyone could watch Molly and I make Izzy come and not get turned on, at least wonder if it feels as good as it looks.

Molly seems to like the idea too. She leans against Izzy’s knee, pushing it into Honey’s thigh and looks up at her.

‘Maybe just kiss her, see if you like it? See how it feels.’ Molly urges.

Izzy takes the initiative. She doesn’t wait for Honey to say yes, she puts her hand behind Honey’s head and pulls her in. And Honey kisses back. Not aggressively, at first, but she warms to the deed.

I look down. Molly’s shorts are at her knees. Her elbow indicate she’s pleasuring herself, watching her friends make out.

I touch her on the shoulder and say, ‘You’d enjoy it more if you took those off.’

She does. Then she takes off her top and bra. I have two naked girls in my back seat. I like my chances of having three.

Honey kisses like she’s way more turned on than she wanted anyone to know. Maybe she didn’t realize it herself.

‘Push up her skirt and stroke her through her panties,’ I whispered to Molly.

Molly is eager to join in. Slowly, she edges Honey’s skirt up her thigh, past her panties onto her tummy. Honey’s thighs separate.

Molly presses a pair of fingers against Holly’s tiny wet spot and begins stroking in circles. The gap between Holly’s knees widens.

‘See if she’ll let you take them off,’ I whispered.

Molly grips her panties in both sides. Holly raises her ass enough for Molly to slide them off.

I don’t have to tell Molly what to do next.

Holly has a small patch of soft brown curls at the base of her belly. Molly strokes once up and down her slit with the tip of her middle finger, then enters her. Holly’s hips buck forward, driving it in deep.

‘God, girl, your soaked!’

Molly adds a second finger and fucks her. Honey’s butt cheeks clench, propelling her forward to meet Molly’s strokes.

Izzy pulls back and looks down.

‘I think she likes that, Molly.’ She looks at Holly and asks, “You like that, don’t you, Hon?’

Holly can do nothing but nod and gasp.

‘Oh my god, that feels good! I can’t breathe!’ she groans, but obviously she can.

‘Make her come, Molly. I think she wants to come, don’t you?’

Holly looks down, then flings her head back and squeezes her eyes shut tight.

Molly leans forward and licks Holly’s puffy pink clit.

‘Look at Molly,’ I laugh. ‘She’s playing with herself while she licks Holly’s pussy!’

Izzy looks down and giggles.

‘Maybe you can come together.’

Molly chuckles, but doesn’t stop.

Just then, Holly shudders, gasps and jerks up.

‘Good girl!’ Izzy purrs as her friend’s body spasms in ecstasy.

Molly keeps licking until Holly pushes her away, crosses her arms over her boobs and covers her pussy with her hands.

‘Oh my god, stop, Stop, STOP, I can’t take anymore!’

‘How was it?’

‘You have to ask?!’

Her smile may last until Tuesday!

‘Molly, are you close,’ I ask.

Her stroking has slowed. She looks back at me and nods.

‘Izzy, you should finish her with your vibe. She’s gotten both of you off. I think she deserves it.’

Izzy reaches between her and Holly, pulls out her vibe and says, ‘Here we are.’

Molly climbs back onto her seat, leans against the door, puts one foot on top of the seat behind Izzy and the other on the floor.

‘I have to help,’ I say, getting down on the floor next to her. ‘And I’m going to play with myself, too. I deserve it!’

I stick my hand down into my shorts. I, too, am soaked. Molly leans toward me. We kiss until Izzy slides the vibe all the way into her pretty pussy.

She pulls back. Her face tells me she likes it.

‘You have such cute tits,’ I tell her. ‘I’m going to suck on them.’

The more turned on she gets, the sexier she looks. Her face softens, her eyes narrow.

I lick around a nipple, suck it into my mouth and tease it with my teeth. Izzy fucks her slowly with the vibe, drawing it out and over her clit.

I release the firm brown nub, pinching it with my free hand as I move toward the other peak and say, ‘Tell me when you’re about to come. I love watching.’

She can’t speak. Her mouth hangs slightly open, and her eyes are unfocused. I know she’s close, and so am I.

I suck in her other boob. I’m on the edge myself, just waiting for her–fuck! I can’t hold back. I want to come with her, my sweet Molly, but my excitement overtakes me.

I raise up and watch as her eyes take on a look of desperation. Her head rolls back and she cries out.

‘I’m coming! Oh fuck, I’m coming! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, Izz-eeeee!’

I watch her as long as I can, but my pleasure is exquisite, and I’m forced to bury my face between her warm breasts.

Then we’re both gasping and giggling.

Hon has one hand in Izzy’s sensitive snatch and rubs her own with the other.

I would love Honey to eat me, but I want Molly more. I want to see her sexy face and warm brown eyes look up at me as she practices her newfound skills.

So, I say, ‘Izzy, I think you should have a taste of Honey.’

And I coax Molly between my knees. Molly and Izzy bump asses as they get ready to devour our pussies. Molly’s ass isn’t as big as I thought it was when she first got in. In fact, looking down at it as she pleasures me makes me want to get her on my bed, doggie style, and caress it while she pleasures herself with my vibe.

But I don’t care about that right now, I’ve gotten my fantasy fulfilled. Molly begins licking me, her sexy brown eyes locked on mine, and I can tell she’s smiling around her tongue.

‘Fuck, that feels good. You’ve got skills, girl!’ I tell her and she licks faster.

Thoughts swirl around inside my head as her tongue darts around my clit with poetic lucidity. I feel her enter me with one finger, sliding it in and out a few times, then it’s joined by a second. She’s fucking me, and it feels so fucking good.

I feel myself jerk, once, then again, then I lose control, my hips driving my pussy hard against her mouth. I’m sightless, can’t hear or think as my body convulses. My back arches, my head falling back as I rocket into the stratosphere. Then I slowly begin to drift back to earth.

Molly continues to suck and fuck me until I pull her up for a long, sensual kiss.

I hear Izzy say, ‘This is what you want, isn’t it, sweetie?’

I turn to see Holly is naked now, Izzy leans into her, fingering her with one hand while rolling a nipple between her thumb and forefinger of the other hand.

‘You want us to play with you, make you come?’

‘Oh god, yes, make me come, please!’

‘How is she, Hon?’

‘Oh my god, she’s amazing! Fuck!’

Miss Ice Cold is now red hot, and she looks sexy! Izzy kisses her tummy once, then leaves a trail of wet kisses down to her sex spot. Holly nearly hits the ceiling when Izzy’s warm lips surround her sensitive nub.

‘Oh my god, fuck, Fuck, FUCK!’ she cries out.

Her body begins to spasm, her hands grip the edge of the seat. She holds on tight as ecstasy courses through her body. Her tits jiggle, eyes squeezed shut, mouth open, a scream caught in her throat.

She holds rigid for a long minute, then collapses into giggles, pushing Izzy away.

She’s transformed. She looks as happy as any girl I’ve ever had in my back seat. Not only does she look it, she pulls Izzy up for a kiss. She consumes her lips, her tongue sliding into Izzy’s mouth gliding in and out with hers. Then she backs away, her smile suggesting she might be in love.

Suddenly she’s the energetic on, gently pushing Izzy aside, reaching for her panties.