“I can’t wait anymore,” she said desperately. Kristy straddled my legs again, reached down for my cock, and slowly sank down on it until my full length was buried inside of her.
“Oh, my God. Thank you, Lindsay,” was all she said. She was facing me as she rode. Lindsay had tied off the loose fabric of my hood so it would stay in place right above my lips, and Kristy reinserted her nipples into my mouth as she bounced up and down. My hands were holding onto her ass for dear life. My head spun as I focused on the feeling of this young girl with her Playboy body riding my dick. I never wanted to forget the sensation of Kristy’s wet pussy. She was dripping now and I could feel her juices running down my balls. Harder and harder she was riding me. I could tell she was approaching her orgasm, so I moved one of my hands off her ass and around to her clit. It was awkward turning my wrist like that to touch her, but within seconds of doing so I was rewarded with the sound and feeling of Kristy going off like a rocket. She was shaking uncontrollably as wave after wave of orgasm hit her. Every time I thought she was coming down, she would shudder and start cumming again. After about six orgasms, she finally pulled herself up off my hard dick. Her juices were all over my thighs, the chair, and on the floor where it had dripped from my balls.
“Wow Kristy!” Ann exclaimed. I wish I could cum like that.
Kristy looked over at her and winked. “Maybe we’ll just have to practice sometime.”
Ann blushed, but I could see that the idea excited her.
“Who’s next?” Kristy asked. She had grabbed a few of the wipes Lindsay had provided and was now cleaning the excess cum and juices from her pussy and my cock. When she was satisfied that we were clean enough, she leaned over and gave my cock a kiss right on the tip, stood up, and put her robe back on (ignoring her bustier and panties on the floor.
“Well I haven’t got to fuck him yet,” Ann answered back.
“You’re going to have to get him hard again,” said Amy.
“It might take a little more work this time, but I think you guys can handle it,” Lindsay added.
“What about you sis,” Ann turned and asked. “Did you want to fuck him?”
Elizabeth stared at her sister for a moment and stammered, “I…I’m not sure I’m ready for that,” she said eyeing the muscle between my legs. I was at the same time both disappointed and relieved. I was disappointed because, well…who wouldn’t be disappointed at missing the opportunity to have the virginity of such a lovely young lady. At the same time, I was also relieved that I wouldn’t be taking her virginity in such a raucous setting. I didn’t want to be responsible for Elizabeth’s first time if she ended up walking away feeling ashamed or pressured. I might be a perv, but I try not to be an asshole.
“If you’re not ready Elizabeth, then we don’t want to pressure you,” Lindsay comforted. “…but that actually gives me an idea for something else you could try until he’s hard enough to fuck Ann.” She leaned over and started whispering in Elizabeth’s ear. I saw Elizabeth turn very red, and slowly her nervous expression relaxed into a shy smile. When Lindsay stepped back to get her answer, Elizabeth nodded happily.
Lindsay turned to the other girls and motioned them to assist. Following her lead, they stood, two to a side around my chair. The next thing I knew I was being lowered backwards until I was lying on my back, with my feet awkwardly in the air. Then Lindsay pulled Elizabeth beside her and pulled off her panties.
Elizabeth was now standing completely naked. From my position on the floor, I could just make out her smooth virginal slit. The only separation in that perfect slit was her tiny clit nub just barely peeking out at the top. At one point, she had turned and I was treated to a lovely view of her tiny round butt. Every part of her body was young, fresh, and smooth. I so badly wanted to touch her all over.
“Go ahead,” Lindsay instructed. “Just lower yourself down till your sitting on his face. He’ll know what to do.”
“O…ok,” Elizabeth replied. She came around and stood over my head, one foot by each of my ears. When her legs parted to straddle my head, I saw her small slit separate just slightly, revealing a sliver of sticky wetness that clung to both lips for just a moment before choosing a side.
“Do you want me to strap his arms back to the chair,” Lindsay asked. “…or do you want him to be able to use his fingers too?”
“If she’s a virgin, then fingers might not be a good idea,” Kristy advised.
“No,” Ann disagreed. “She popped her cherry a couple years ago.”
The girls looked at Ann.
“We both did it together,” she explained. “We’ve been using mom’s toys for a while now. I was going to get one for myself – or ask mom to get one for me, but I chickened out.”
“You can have one of mine,” Kristy offered.
“I can’t decide if that’s hot, or gross,” Ann joked back with a smile.
“I don’t see anyone here using condoms,” Kristy retorted.
“Touché,” Ann congratulated. Lindsay looked back at Elizabeth.
“No straps then?”
“No,” Elizabeth confirmed.
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