“And,” I said, “he just grabbed my hips and went to town.”
“How long did you last?” Kristen asked, still looking at Brian. Kristen was amusing; she was clearly at least a little embarrassed listening to our graphic stories (though obviously she enjoyed them a great deal), but she still asked relatively explicit questions, despite her apparent embarrassment.
“Probably two minutes,” he chuckled, looking at me for corroboration.
I just nodded. “Pretty quick.”
“Did you nut inside her?” Jordan asked. He liked asking particularly explicit questions just to egg me on.
“Well, I thought he was just gonna shoot a load in me real quick,” I said. “But he pulled out.” I shrugged.
“So… just on her butt then?” Kristen asked, looking at Brian again.
“Well,” he said. “Technically yeah. But I was specifically aiming for her asshole.”
Jordan laughed. “My man!” he said.
Kristen just blushed again. “Why there?”
Brian laughed. “Jordan gets it.”
“Yeah, it’s hot. I don’t know,” Jordan said.
“I mean, I agree that it’s hot,” Kristen said with a bit of shyness in her voice. “I was just wondering if there was any reason you aimed at her asshole specifically instead of, like, her entire butt.”
“Not really,” Brian said. “I just felt like it.”
“He’s got good aim too,” I giggled. “I think all of it landed on-target. I didn’t even bother cleaning up, either.”
“Wait, so you guys went back out to finish the movie when you were done, right?” Kristen asked.
Brian nodded.
“So you just went back out with jizz all over your asshole?” Jordan laughed. “Good God, Ashley.”
“What?” I grinned. “I know you think it’s hot.”
Jordan shrugged. “I never said it wasn’t.”
“Were you guys loud?” Kristen asked.
Brian nodded before I had a chance to respond, which Kristen saw. “So they heard?”
“Proooobably,” I said. To my surprise, admitting that actually made me blush, which was abnormal. I’m normally pretty shameless. Jordan looked amused.
“You are so ridiculous,” Kristen said, smiling and shaking her head.
“What can I say?” I said with a grin.
Kristen giggled.
The conversation sort of trailed off at that point; we had finished our story, so everyone slowly resumed studying. I was managing just fine, but I could tell just from glancing up occasionally that Kristen was having difficulty focusing. Jordan was a bit harder to read, but I suspected he was struggling to keep his thoughts on his schoolwork as well. I was about to text Brian and notify him of my observations when, of course, my phone buzzed.
I snatched it up hastily to silence the surprisingly loud sound of it vibrating against the table. After unlocking the device, I saw that indeed Brian texted me. (I have the the displaying notifications on the lock screen disabled for privacy reasons; you never know what Brian is going to send.)
I read the text: Kristen is struggling.
To focus? I responded.
Yes.
I smirked. Jordan noticed, but didn’t say anything. No reason to think we were talking about him or Kristen.
Jordan too, I think 🙂, I texted.
I think so too, Brian replied.
Kristen always gets so excited by our stories.
I know! It’s great – I love it! I texted back.
Me too. Turning other people on is fun.
Even when it’s my sister? 😉
Definitely when it’s your sister, Brian sent back.
I smiled at my screen and then put my phone down. Brian continued to look at his for a few minutes, which was good. I didn’t want it to be obvious that we were having a private text conversation. That might look a little weird or suspicious (not that Jordan or Kristen would necessarily care).
After a moment or two, I looked up from my notebook and watched Kristen for a moment, who was anxiously tapping her pencil on the desk as she tried to read about the Ancient Greeks.
“You alright, Kristen?” I asked. My tone was a bit suggestive.
“Yeah, why?” Kristen looked up. I was smiling. Kristen tried to keep a straight face but broke. “What? Why are you smiling?”
I shrugged, continuing to grin. Jordan was looking up now, once again looking rather amused. He wasn’t as shy about being aroused by our stories as Kristen was.
“You havin’ trouble focusing, babe?” Jordan asked. I wondered if he was having a similar problem, given his awareness of Kristen’s difficulties.
She glared at him. She wasn’t really angry, though. “No. Why would you even ask that?”
I’m sure I looked very proud; I’m always proud of myself when I can implant sexual thoughts in other people’s minds.
Jordan shrugged. “Maybe it’s just me then.” He grinned at Brian briefly before resuming a more stoic expression.
“What’s wrong, Jordan?” I asked sweetly.
“Y’know,” he began, looking at me and furrowing his brow. “I think it has something to do with that little story you told us earlier.”
I frowned. “Whatever do you mean?”
“I’m finding it hard to concentrate on anything else,” Jordan said slowly. “I figured Kristen would be having the same problem as me, but apparently not!”
We all looked at Kristen, who was blushing bright red. “Maybe a little.”
I smiled. “Just a little?”
“Uh-huh,” Kristen said softly.
“Is there any part of it in particular that’s got you all distracted?”
Kristen was silent for a moment. Jordan was grinning and biting his lip. Brian was definitely amused by the situation.
“Well,” Kristen said softly. “I guess the part where…” her voice trailed off.
“Is it the fact that Madison and Alyssa could almost certainly hear them?” Jordan asked.
“Partially that, yes,” Kristen said. “But it’s sort of that combined with –”
“The fact that I came on Ashley’s asshole and she left it there when we went to finish the movie?” Brian asked. That was the first time he said something particularly explicit during this conversation.
Kristen nodded.
“Can’t say I blame you,” I grinned. “I thought it was hot too.”
Jordan chuckled.
“What?” I asked, looking at him.
“Like I said, I just don’t think I’ll be able to focus very well,” he said with a grin. He was a little flushed.
I thought for a moment. “Well, is there any way we could fix that?”
“What do you mean?” Jordan asked, furrowing his brow.
I figured Brian knew where I was going with this, but I didn’t want to shoot him a look and make it obvious that I was up to something.
“Oh, I don’t know,” I said. “I’m just wondering if we could somehow alleviate whatever is causing you problems.”
“I’m not sure how you would do that,” Jordan said hesitantly.
“Oh, I think there’s something we could do,” I said slowly. “Do you have any ideas, Kristen?” I turned towards her.
She blushed. “Oh, I don’t know…” she said, her voice trailing. She shot a look at her boyfriend’s crotch, confirming my suspicions.
“Well, judging by where you just looked, I have a feeling that Jordan is having the same problem that Brian is having,” I said.
Kristen just blushed. Jordan and Brian looked at each other and smirked.
“And, as their girlfriends, I feel we ought to help them out with this type of problem. Don’t you think so?”
“I think that’s a great idea,” Brian said.
“Me too,” Jordan said.
Kristen giggled. Her face was bright red. “What do you have in mind exactly, Ashley?”
“Well,” I said with a grin. “I feel like we could take care of things with just a few minutes spent on our knees. What do you say, boys?”
Brian and Jordan both expressed their enthusiasm for the idea.
“But what if someone sees us?” Kristen asked. She sounded a little worried. “We’re right in front of that big window.” She gestured toward the window on the back wall of the room.
“Nobody really goes back there, especially at this time of day,” I said, struggling. “And the only people who go back there are maintenance workers and whatnot, and they’re not gonna care if they see us.”
“We’ll make somebody’s day if they see us,” Brian laughed.
“Exactly,” I said. “So, whaddya say Kristen?”
She was blushing hard. “I don’t know Ashley. This is pretty crazy.”
“Wouldn’t it be fun, though?” I grinned.
“Well, yeah,” she said hesitantly. “But we’re in the same room and all…”
“Exactly, that’s what makes it so much fun,” I said with a shrug.
“A-alright,” Kristen sighed. She reached back and started collecting her hair in her hands. I grinned and did the same.
“When they start putting their hair in a ponytail, you know you’re about to get lucky,” Jordan said.
Brian just laughed and shook his head.
“Turn your chairs to face us,” I told Brian and Jordan. They both shimmied and positioned themselves so that their backs were facing the window.
“Ready?” I asked, looking over to Kristen. She looked at me and gave me a single nod before turning back to face Jordan.
“Alrighty,” I said. I gave Brian a smile as I got down on my knees in front of him. I reached up and grabbed both of his thighs softly. Judging by the large tent in my boyfriend’s pants, I could tell he was pretty excited by the situation. Part of me couldn’t believe Kristen and I were about to suck our boyfriends off just a few feet from one another. But both of us (Kristen and I) love blowjobs, and I’d be lying if I hadn’t fantasized about sucking a cock (preferably Brian’s) while one of my friends was in the same room, playing with a hard cock of her own.
I looked toward the other side of the table where Jordan and Kristen were, and I saw Kristen looking at me nervously. I gave her a nod and she smiled. Together, we reached up and pulled down our boyfriends’ pants, revealing two very impressive-looking bulges. At this point, I just wanted Brian’s dick in my mouth. I was dying to pleasure him — to listen to his moans, to feel his cock pulse and throb as I sucked it. And this time, I would have an audience!
I reached up and pulled down his boxers down past his knees. His cock sprang up, standing straight and erect, ready to be serviced by me. I took him in my hands and slowly stroked him up and down, using the precum leaking from his cockhead as lubricant. He felt so hard in my hands; I could tell he was enjoying this as much as I was.
I looked over to Kristen, who was watching me stroke Brian’s cock. She had taken Jordan’s cock out of his pants and was slowly moving her hands up and down his shaft. I heard Jordan moan softly. Knowing I had Kristen’s attention, I leaned in and planted a kiss on my boyfriend’s balls. I began to trace my tongue around Brian’s sack before quickly taking it into my mouth, sucking it gently as I pumped his shaft a bit faster. Brian groaned softly.
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