I reached down, found her nubbin, and began to stimulate it to help her join me. She began to moan to announce her release, then shuddered and screamed my name. That was usually a good sign.
I gave her two more strokes for good measure.
“Where do you want it?” I asked, pulling out and ripping off my condom.
Kendra shocked me when she grabbed me at the base and sucked me into her mouth. I bellowed out my own pleasure as I found my release. Kendra frantically bobbed her head up and down to maximize my enjoyment. I surprised myself when I didn’t just jam Mr. Happy into her throat like the sexual beast inside of me demanded. That might be a bit too much for Kendra.
“Don’t bogart that,” Donna complained.
Kendra wasn’t fazed.
“You can have the next one,” she announced.
Donna looked at Mr. Happy and realized he hadn’t slacked at all.
“Well, girl, get busy then.”
Kendra opened another condom and put it on me. She was soon naked, and I appreciated the differences between the two women. Donna looked like a Valkyrie with her hard body in pink stockings and miniskirt, while Kendra’s curves simply oozed sex appeal. Kendra had me sit on the toilet and straddled my legs. Her velvet glove took me with ease as she began to ride me. Her body was made for sex.
I absolutely loved how everything jiggled and swayed each time we came together. Reaching around her, I got two handfuls of Kendra’s backside and massaged her cheeks as she used me. I might have gone all night. That was until her velvet glove turned into a velvet vise as she had a thundering orgasm.
I let out a bellow to announce I was joining her as I slammed in deep.
“Oh, no, you don’t,” Donna announced.
She physically lifted Kendra off me and ripped off my condom. This girl wasn’t missing out. I couldn’t hold back as I let loose a jet that caught Donna square in the face. Kendra let out a giggle at Donna’s shocked expression. My next shot covered her neck and upper chest.
“Damn, I missed your hair,” I said.
At least Kendra thought I was funny.
That was when I came to my senses. Everyone probably wondered where we’d gone. We helped Kendra dress and sent her out first, then Donna cleaned herself up while I got dressed.
“Kara is a lying bitch. She said you were undersized and terrible in the sack. I bet she just didn’t want to share. I can’t wait until she gets home so I can kick her butt.”
“She told me you only liked girls,” I made up.
“What!? That bitch is dead to me. I kept telling her I wanted to try you once, even if you turned out to be worthless. I figured I’d make you give me head if all else failed,” Donna said, sharing way too much information.
“Let me put it this way: Adrienne says I’m the best guy who’s ever given her head.”
“Want to prove that?” she asked.
“Maybe we can get my friend Tony to film us, and you can send a copy to Kara as payback,” I suggested.
“You are evil. That would be perfect.”
Welp, I’d done it again. My mouth had written a check my butt might not want to pay. I shook my head and laughed.
“I’m serious,” Donna whined.
“Yeah, I’m sure you are. Before I can even think about that, I need something to drink. Let’s go find everyone before they send out search parties.”
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Sometimes I wonder why the rule is that a man should never share his sexual adventures with the guys. But for women, it’s perfectly fine to blab everything to their girl friends. When I came back to the table, Kendra and Nancy had their heads together. I quickly figured out what they were talking about because Nancy looked at me and blushed. Donna was quickly surrounded by a group of models, and they were all giggles and sly looks soon after.
Jill must have been eavesdropping because she was at my side, giving me the eye.
“What?” I asked.
“You really are a slut.”
“I never said I wasn’t.”
“Why didn’t you take me to the bathroom? I hear it’s your go-to move now,” she bitched.
“I would never do that to my brother because he would never forgive me,” I enlightened her.
Not that she and I hadn’t had this discussion more than once.
“Phil and I are not getting back together. Besides, I would never tell him.”
I shook my head. If Jill had been eighteen, I might have been tempted. Only she wasn’t. Who was I trying to fool? Yes, I was interested. The problem was, the two women I’d just been with were every bit as appealing in looks. That said, I liked Jill. She was smart, had a wicked sense of humor, and if she hadn’t been dating my brother … well, we would never find out.
“The problem is, I would know. While Phil’s a little dumbass at times, he’s a good guy. You’re making a mistake by not taking him back. He thinks the world of you and, to be candid, you need him,” I said.
“Why do you say I need him?”
I tried to come up with a way to say it without making her mad.