Tabitha Briton - Lewd layout

The lock suddenly scraped as someone slipped a key inside it. Alisa gasped and I rolled off of her, pulling my pants together. I fastened them quickly as she desperately tried to get her skirt pulled down. We lay there sweaty on the floor as Karen came in. "Having fun, you two?" she giggled. Another guy, I guessed Ted, came in behind her. Karen looked great tonight; she had on a tight pair of shorts and a shirt with cut-off sleeves. She didn't wear a bra, I could tell, and the shirt clung damply to her sweaty breasts. Karen stood, arching her spine so that I could see her tits and almost see up her tight shorts – her legs were incredible! I smiled at her; she winked as she looked the two of us up and down. Ted put his arms around her, cupping her tits rather obviously. "We've having a great time. How about you two?" Karen laughed. "We thought we'd retire early. You know, go to bed. Care to stay in the front room?"

"Oh, no, we'll move. We've pretty much used up the front room."

"But we haven't," Karen sighed. "We promise we'll try to be discrete."

"Don't bother," said Alisa, getting up. She straightened her skirt and bent over to pick up her discarded panties. Karen giggled again as Ted pulled her close. I got off of the floor as they began to kiss, sliding each others tongues back and forth. They were college kids; I was like that, too – once. I chuckled as I patted Alisa's ass, following her into the bedroom.

I slammed the door behind me; Alisa turned and pulled me close to her. She thrust her tongue into my mouth, kissing me deeply as she started unbuttoning her shirt and undoing her tie. I helped her off with it; she shrugged the shirt over her shoulders and took off her bra, too, so that her firm tits pressed against me. She started on my shirt, then, and before long that was on the floor behind me. "You really like Karen, eh?" sighed Alisa into my ear as she started to lick it, inching me back toward the bed.

"I didn't say that," I said, as Alisa bent low and started undoing my pants. I kicked off my shoes as she worked on my belt and trousers; as she exposed my cock, she got to her knees and started peeling down my underpants. With a show like Ted's and Karen's, my cock was already hard. Alisa put her lips up close to it as she spoke.

"She wants to fuck you," she said. "She's aching for your cock."

"Yeah, I can tell," I grunted as Alisa touched my cock-head with her lips. "It's pretty obvious."

"And you want to fuck Kare… mmmmmffff…" Alisa pressed her mouth around my cock, sucking the long shaft in hungrily. It cut off her sentence, but I wasn't complaining. I let out a long, low moan of ecstasy as she started tonguing my cock.

"I'm afraid so," I breathed. "Does that bother you?" Alisa kept my cock in her mouth, working it back and forth as she bunched my pants and underpants around my ankles. I stepped out of them and she eased me toward the bed, sliding my cock out of her mouth.

She climbed on top of me as I lay down. Alisa spread her legs so she could straddle my thighs, kissing my chest softly. Her skimpy miniskirt crawled up her spread thighs; I unbuttoned it neatly on the side and slid it away, tossing it on the floor. Now all she wore was her garter belt and those sexy black fishnets.

"It doesn't bother me at all," she said. "I think it's sexy. I've wanted to be a slut like Karen for so long… now I've got my chance. And I think you should fuck Karen. I think you should invite her over for some nude modeling and do to her what you did to me. With me watching, maybe."

I chuckled. "Do you think she'd object?"

Alisa kissed her way sensuously down my body until her lips were pressed against my cock again. "To you fucking her or to me watching?"

"To both."

"Oh, Karen's a kinky little slut. She'd love to have me watch. Even take part."

I sighed as Alisa began to massage my cockshaft with her tongue.

"Would you want that?" I asked naively.

Alisa slid my cock back and forth in her mouth, sending waves of pleasure through it. When she eased it back out of her mouth, she looked up at me and winked.

"Who, me?" she giggled, licking her lips of my pre-come. "I'm straight."

"Sometimes straight girls like to play with straight girls. Sometimes even on film."

Alisa rolled her eyes jokingly. "I'm just a little virgin."

"Bullshit!"

She laughed again, then ran her tongue up and down my cock. After a moment, she said: "I'd love it. I've been dying to fuck Karen ever since I moved in. I've been dying to fuck a woman since before that."

"I think we should schedule a little photo session, then. Maybe some boudoir photography. Lots of lace. And see what happens."

"All right," smiled Alisa. "How many women?"

"You kinky girl!"

"As many as possible," she giggled. "And I want you on film, too. I think it could be sexy. You're really corrupting me."

I grunted as Alisa lifted my cock with her tongue. Then she slid it back into my mouth, massaging the underside with her tongue. She forced my cock all the way in, until the thick head pressed against the back of her throat. I'd taught her well, though – she didn't stop there.

I let out a groan of pleasure as Alisa straightened her throat and forced my cock back into it. She sucked hard, struggling to swallow my long shaft. She took it an inch at a time, but before long she had her lips pressed around my balls and her tongue shoved out to tickle the base of my cock. I ran my fingers through her hair and panted in ecstasy. She gave head as well as Sherry, already – she was a natural!

"That's good, Alisa… you've got a talent."

Alisa got to her knees, bending over me with her ass raised high. She put her hands on my ass and gripped it tight, prompting my hips up to help her shove my cock into her. Her mouth seethed against my long shaft; she started to slide it in and out, slowly at first. She worked faster as she got more turned on – she wanted me to come in her mouth!

She massaged my cock with her tongue, but as she realized I was going to come, she let my organ slide out of her. She slurped all the pre-come and pussy-juice off of it, then slithered up my body, spreading her legs so that her cunt pressed against my cock.

"You taste so good," she sighed. "But I want you to come in my pussy. Fuck me – like last night. Fuck me from behind."

I put my hands on Alisa's waist, steadying her as she got to her knees. She lifted her ass as high as it would go, lowering herself to all fours. I got behind her and she pressed her ass firmly back against me; I bent low and began kissing her buttocks like last night. Only tonight I had more devious plans. I wasn't going to come in her pussy at all.

I massaged Alisa's cheeks open, spreading them lightly. I eased my tongue out and licked my way hungrily into her crack, tickling her asshole. I thrust my tongue more firmly against her tight pink bud, relaxing her and stretching her asshole out. She moaned as I rimmed her, getting her asshole wet. As I did, I slid one finger up into her snatch. She snuggled down against the bed and then lifted her ass, coaxing me in deeper. I put a second finger in with it, finger-fucking her slowly as I licked at her asshole.

"Relax," I sighed, putting my other hand up against her ass. I touched her asshole with my middle finger and began to slide it in. Alisa let out a loud whimper of ecstasy as I put my thick finger up her ass. Her asshole was tight but clean and hungry; I got my finger in all the way as I fingered her cunt. Pressing down inside her asshole, I prompted Alisa further down onto her stomach.

I spotted a jar of Vaseline on the nightstand. I guessed she used it for her lips. Tonight it'd be used for something far more kinky and delectable!

I slid my hand away from her asshole, taking out my finger. Still putting my fingers rhythmically into her cunt, I leaned over Alisa and grabbed the Vaseline. She looked over hungrily, surprised and shocked. I kissed her ass as I moved back. Then, opening the jar, I prodded her ass-cheeks apart once more.