Why Paul, I think I must insist upon a bribe. Claire here thinks it would only be fair. There was a pause on the other end of the line.
I’ll think about it, but in the meantime I can detour to the mall ma’am. Lillian rolled her eyes at Claire.
He just HAS to be gentleman all the time. Don’t worry though, I used your toy so you get to use one of mine.
Thanks Lil, you’re spoiling me now!
The detour to the mall didn’t take long. The girls hurried to the photo-booth and edited their picture as Lillian had planned, Claire pocketing it to send it to her former boy-toy later. The mall itself wasn’t far from Lillian’s mansion and before long they’d pulled up to the garage, Lillian insiting that Paul give in to her demands. She’d been gearing herself up for this on the drive and she hoped that she was setting up something Claire wanted. Her step-father’s limo was not in the garage and her mother wouldn’t be home for a short while, her daily meet up with other wealthy heiress socialites taking precedence over meeting her children on their return from school. Perfect.
Ok Paul, get back here, that’s an order!
The back of the limo was spacious, with room for at least 6 people in it’s circle, with a carpeted floor that Lillian, and she suspected her mother at times, found very comfortable to lie on. Paul got in looking a little sheepish, and Claire in turn blushed at the close proximity to her crush. He sat down opposite the girls and couldn’t decide which to look at. They were both incredibly sexy and he couldn’t deny that to his brain and other parts, but he was also trying not to do anything that might upset Claire.
This was the first time Lillian had ever seen either of them so shy, yet she figured it was for the best. What Claire needed right now was a guy who respected her, and Paul was ridiculously nice, in more ways than one. He continued to prove this.
Miss Farwood, I’m not sure what Miss Bell has told you about…us, but you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to here. Lillian may have been self-centered most of the time, but she knew how to read her friend. Paul’s words gave Claire her confidence back, knowing that what was about to happen was because she wanted it to.
Paul, you can call me Claire, and there’s something I’ve been meaning to do for a while. She moved forward off her seat to lean in and kiss the man. Lillian smiled triumphantly as her plan came to fruition, even if it had been a bit round-about in getting there.
Paul and Claire’s tongues twined together, the girl with her hands on his tight chest, the man’s on her hips. She was halfway sitting and standing between his legs, putting most of her weight forward to rest on him. This meant she could easily feel the growing mass in his crotch, and her confidence grew another few steps. She rubbed the stiffening member through his pants, grabbing one of his wrists to pull his fingers to her small bosom. All the while their faces never came apart as they fiercely kissed, passions strong as the young woman claimed him as she’d wanted to.
Lillian sat watching with an arm resting on her knee, her head resting on the back of her hand as she observed the couple she’d created. She heard the sound of a zipper as Claire retrieved the driver’s penis from its hiding place. The dark-haired girl was now resting on her knees, sitting up and leaning forward so she could kiss Paul while tugging on his dick. Lillian admired the view as she saw Claire’s elbow move with the rhythm of jerking the guy off, her ass sticking back nicely towards where she was sitting, the skirt surrounding it also swinging with the movement. The blonde took off her shoes and with a slender, stockinged foot she flicked the skirt up without her friend noticing. Now she could see the white panties, and the damp which was starting to moisten the cloth, pussy lips starting to become more defined and visible as it began to cling.
That same pussy filled her vision more as Claire shuffled back to make room, resting on her hands now before the man’s erect penis. Lillian could see that one of the pair had undone Claire’s schoolshirt as it was now hanging down her sides, her breasts visible to the man in front of her. Paul let out a groan as Claire’s mouth took in his pink bell-end, her tongue flicking around the sensitive ridge around the tip. She was moaning quietly as she sucked the head repeatedly, her small breasts swaying with the movement.
From Lillian’s position she was could see Claire’s pussy push towards her every time the girl’s head sank down on the cock, her arched back curving up to her nape and jostling black hair. Paul was leaning back opposite her, his eyes firmly on those of the sucking girl.
The swaying ass in front of her eyes became too much for Lillian, her own urges rising as she watched the show. She reached out and placed two fingers at the top of Claire’s panties, slowly rubbing them down her friend’s nether regions towards her clit. This caused her friend to writhe her back in pleasure, also resulting in her taking more of the cock in her mouth.
Paul’s perspective was just as arousing as Lillian’s. He had the vibrant green eyes of Claire flicking up towards him as she looked between him and the tool in her mouth. He could see her smooth pale breasts and belly swaying gently underneath, her school outfit sexily hanging off her lithe frame. And now Lillian, whom he’d almost forgotten about, was full-handedly rubbing the girl between them on her pussy, eliciting happy moans from both girls.
The blonde put her hands under the red skirt in front of her and slowly drew the soft cotton panties down the pale legs they encircled. That particular enthralling smell came free with the garments release, casting its spell upon Lillian. Her fingers continued to massage the moist lips of Claire’s pussy, the tip of her forefinger just slipping between them, eliciting another full body squirm in reaction. Lillian chuckled to herself at the chain reaction she was causing across their three bodies. Claire’s mouth only became more active at Lillian’s actions, providing Paul with even more stimulation and Lillian herself was getting turned on by everything occurring.
The bare pussy was far too inviting and Lillian couldn’t help but lean forward to support her fingers with her tongue, breathing in the evidence of her friend’s arousal. Two fingers pushed into the tight hole while her wet tongue flicked and pushed at that sensitive area between ass and pussy, slipping into either with more exuberant licks. Her other hand unconsciously dropped to her own pussy, reaching down her tucked in shirt to slip under her skirt and panties, moistened yet again that day after so many arousals, feeling herself up. She added another finger to those exploring her friend’s pussy and she felt the walls resist expanding to allow it. Lillian felt the urge to stretch Claire’s cunt out as much as she could.
Claire herself couldn’t believe how lucky she was right now, all thoughts of her previous anger banished as her favourite male and female crushes were giving her the use of their bodies, as she gave them hers.
Claire your mouth feels so good on me. Paul breathed, his eyes drifting between the girl and the roof. She giggled sweetly between sucks and sworled her tongue around his solid cock head.
Mmm this pussy is fantastic Paul, said Lillian, ready to move the show along for the sake of her friend. “I think you’d like it just as much as her mouth, how about you give it a go?”
Claire moaned her approved of this idea around the man’s penis as he nodded wordlessly, in awe at the girl’s ability to give him pleasure. Lillian pouted as Claire reorganised herself to pull Paul’s pants off completely and unbutton his shirt, the sweet pussy moving out of the blonde’s grasping tongue. Although there was plenty of room on the floor, Claire straddled the chauffeur’s lap, her knees and short skirt either side of him. The skirt itself was making it difficult for the pair to see down so Lillian, practically jumping forward, went in to help. As she lined the cock up to the waiting pussy she couldn’t help but give it a quick suck, excited at the idea that she was kissing her friend via a thick dick.
Hey slut! Claire said cheerily, craning her head around to look at what her friend was doing below her. “Give it a rest and fucking put it in me already. He’s mine now.” Lillian, with only a little reluctance, gave in to her friend’s demand and put the cock in place, its tip just inside the pussy. Without allowing either pair to start she placed her hands on Claire’s hips and pulled her down the shaft’s full length, both boy and girl letting out noises of delight.
Shuffling back to her seat quickly to get a full view, Lillian resumed her self-attentions with gusto, slipping both skirt and panties off as she went. Claire was already fucking the man aggressively, her cunt well lubricated from excitement and Lillian’s help, releasing her pent up arousal and emotions. She held his hands against her breasts as their pelvises attacked each other, squeezing his fingers around her cute tits. Each time the cock bottomed out inside her cunt she let out a loud girlish squeak.
She was paler even than Lillian and her alabaster skin seemed to glow before Paul’s eyes. Her cunt gripped his thick johnson tightly as their thrusts brought them together with a slapping sound, his balls jostling up as well. The enveloping warmth surrounded his crotch and was the most wondrous thing he’d ever felt. Even Lillian’s goddess mouth hadn’t felt as good as this to him (although if she’d heard that thought she’d have shown him what a real throat-fucking was like as opposed to the relatively tame blowjobs she’d given first time around). The blonde herself was still resolutely fucking her own pussy with a slender hand, pressing the heel of her hand down her clit in a way she liked to do.
The thrusting between the couple become longer but still hasty, each push making Claire rise a little further. She had her hands on the roof to stop her head thudding into it, only barely succeeding as her shaking arms could barely find the strength to resist the hard thrusting, her own knees tensing up and working against her. Her mouth was hanging open as her loud squeals filled the small compartment and Paul kept thrusting harder thinking about how those red lips and wet tongue had just been sucking deep on his dick.
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