Gag Or Puke

“Let them find something nice to do. I’ve already found it.”
“I guess you have,” she whispered sexily, frenching me with her tongue
and bringing her hand to the back of my neck, gently scratching me there
with her fingernails as I boldly moved my fingers lower and cupped her
pubis through the blue denim skirt.
“That’s nice,” she sighed, breaking kiss and moving her cheek next to
mine, gaining access to my super-sensitive ears. She took the opportunity
to blow soft, warm air into my left ear, sending chills all over my body.
“Blow in my ear and….”
“And you’ll fuck my brains out,” she interrupted.
“That’s a promise,” I said.
“I’ll hold you to it,” she whispered, breathing her words against my
ear.
Her buttocks were pressed tightly against the counter. Her legs were
opened as wide as the somewhat tight denim would allow. When the tip of
her tongue found ear canal to its liking, I nearly busted my gourd.
I moved both of my hands to the bottom of her sweater which lay
loosely around her waist and, in one quick motion, pulled the soft wool
over her girlish breasts, exposing the plain white cotton bra. She was
never one for really fancy underthings. Someday I would teach her how to
dress sexily underneath her dignified exterior.

When it was over, both women stood up, naked and sweating, and
embraced, breast to breast. Bill moved to Ellen’s side and put his arm
around her. Ellen turned to embrace him. Beth looked over at me, red-
faced, then walked toward me and planted herself on my lap. Her body was
soft and warm and slightly sweaty. We watched as Ellen and Bill went up
the ladder to the loft, leaving us alone.
Beth looked at me as I cuddled her in my lap. There were tears in her
eyes and she began sniffling. “What’s the matter?” I asked.
“I just embarrassed myself,” she replied, between tiny sniffles.
I cupped her left breast gently, moving my thumb lightly over a nipple
that had never been so hard. “You just shone in my eyes,” I said softly,
pulling the towel away from lap and throwing it on the floor, allowing my
erection to rub against Beth’s thigh.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she cried, straightening her legs out and shaking
them violently as a few more streams of cum spewed out of her pussy.
The look on Ellen’s face was one of satisfaction, knowing she had
really done something to my girlfriend that she would never, ever forget.
But there was still a look of sexual desire written across her face. She
eased herself off of Beth’s back and planted her buttocks on the sofa, then
raised her feet off the floor and brought those, as well, to the cushion.
The effect was to utterly expose her sex.