When they arrived at Ella’s room, Sarah shut the door and inquired, “How was it?”
“It hurt more than the previous evening,” Ella said. “I surmise I was sore…more than I suspected.”
“You stuffed a pound of dick and you, what did you anticipate?”
“I didn’t consider it,” Ella said. “I was so amped up for you watching me that I just made it happen.”
“You sure did.” Sarah scoured her own groin. “Damn, I didn’t think it will fit in your thin body.”
“I told you I did it!”
“I know, I know, but you didn’t tell me you’ll him shoot his cum in you.”
“That is your shortcoming,” Ella said.
“How could it be mine?”
“You began licking my clit and I freaked out. It was insane having him in me, filling me, and your tongue doing what no one does except for you. I realized it was coming, but I was unable to stop.”
“I was unable to walk away from that goliath clit.” Sarah flicked her tongue at Ella. “The wipe will work, but assuming that you truly need twofold protection, get a few rubbers.
“I can’t stand rubbers. Feeling that hot spurt inside me is such a ton better. I really want the pill.”
“I know,” Sarah said.
“Was it really great for you, simply watching, or did you need to -”
“Of course Yes!!,” Sarah said. “I wanted to try that dick as well, yet it was smarter to watch you. I exploded on Derek’s face when you plunked down on that thing. I’ve never been so energized in my life. Allowing your own brother to fuck you is so amazing. What could be better?”
“I’m happy you appreciated it. I’d love if it was recorded.”
“That’s totally unsafe. There wasn’t anyplace to conceal the camera and be certain he wouldn’t see it.”
“I know, I simply needed to see the expression all over. Really awful, I was unable to get on him confronting you.”
Sarah put her hands on Ella’s hips. “It was perfect, much obliged.”
Ella grinned. “Great, I’m happy, I’m happy you like it.”
“I did, and presently I can check that off my list of must-dos.”
Ella thought about enlightening Sarah regarding the threesome on her list of must-dos. But “Pretty cool” was all she would say.
“We should get a dress and maybe Derek might drop us off.”
“It’s better naked,” Ella said. “I love checking you out. You’re astounding.”
“Mmm,” Sarah smiled, “Being naked and driving would get us into prison, and that doesn’t mean we can’t have a great time and give Derek something to ponder. Wear your skirt…the one I got you. No undies, obviously”
“Ooh, I like the manner in which you think. He’ll be so energized he won’t be stressed over our mom any longer.”
“Your mom?? Hold on, She caught you guys?,” Sarah said.
“Not really… It was some incident of like this years ago.”
“I’m not gonna think about that…” Sarah said.
“Same here.” Ella stated. Even though, having their mom see Derek’s dick sliding into her was one of her fantasies.
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Carmen concluded it wasn’t an ideal opportunity to dissect or talk about, so she turned, headed towards Erica’s room. Erica followed her.
When she arrived at Erica’s bed, she was apprehensive. Erica’s hands came around her sides and circumnavigated her stomach, then, at that point, their bodies were squeezed together. There wasn’t a thing as delicate or exotic as a girl’s uncovered body. Carmen’s nerves settled.
The lips were more arousing. Erica lifted her hair and kissed the rear of her neck. She dropped her jawline to her chest, and Erica kissed her ear. She wanted to turn, but Erica stopped her. “Not yet.”
The kissing lips moved to her shoulders, then down the center of her back. Carmen watched Erica’s hands move to her groin, then to her hips. Lips touched the crest of each butt cheek. Fingernails dragged down her legs and made her tremble, then a warm breath taunted the gap between her ass cheeks.
Erica slid her hands up within Carmen’s legs, avoiding what Carmen was prepared to ask for. A flood of air blew across her wet pussy lips. She pushed back, but Erica made her stand by.
“You can turn now,” Erica said.
She did and found Erica sitting under her. Her hands slid up her thighs. They halted on her butt. She paused her breathing while Erica’s lips worked their direction opposite hip to hip, then, Erica pressed her butt and pulled her forward.
She moved her feet separated in expectation, yet Erica just tormented her beating pussy lips with a flood of air.
“Ahh… Please.” Erica’s face told her asking wouldn’t work. She must hold on until Erica was prepared.
Erica continued on toward her bellybutton, then went on dependent upon her tits. “I love these puffy pink nipples.”
Carmen ran her fingers through Erica’s hair, enticed to push her in the correct heading, yet her own mouth could never have improved.
Erica knew precisely how hard to suck and how lengthy to flick and circle the tips. She was delicate, powerful, and knew precisely when to switch. Erica was pushing her nearer to what she expected to be the most remarkable climax of her life.
Erica left her bosoms and confronted her. It was the same facial expressions she had found in the kitchen. Neither of them expected to say it, this time, they knew.
Erica held her by the throat and arranged their lips. They had proactively had sex and given each other climaxes, but this was unique. Sex had become love making, and Carmen realized it would not have been the most remarkable climax, it would be the most important climax she had at any point had.
The kissing halted and they woke up. Erica facilitated her onto the bed, and said,
“Lay back,” then she remained there, gazing. “Hell, you’re gorgeous…beautiful.”
Carmen checked out Erica. Her strong stomach fixed the entire way to her crotch. The raised wedge with its bolt of pubic hair streamed alluringly down to that astounding pussy.
Erica’s cut scarcely crossed her pubic bone. Her attractive lips were concealed between serious areas of strength for those. Carmen envisioned them folded over her. Their power would cause her to have a real sense of reassurance and cherished. She began to sit up, but Erica said,
“Not yet,” once more, and pushed her down. “You first. I’ve been dreaming about doing this.” She got kneeling next to the bed.
Carmen had been dreaming as well, but in her fantasies, Erica continued to transform into Robert and they always had sex.
At Erica’s touch, she opened her legs and shut her eyes. The expectation had arrived at its pinnacle. She had never been this aroused with a touch and wanted it badly. “Please, Erii, kindly do it… Just do it”
There was certainly not a warm breath of caution, simply a hot tongue plunging between her pussy lips. Her eyes busted open, and her legs flew up. She got them. Her body bent like the lower part of a recliner.
Erica’s top lips extended, getting at her pubic hill while her tongue shot in and out, opening her increasingly deep each time. She envisioned Robert’s hard dick. Assuming Erica’s tongue felt like that, what on earth could his rooster do to her?
She could shout as clearly as she needed, but when Erica licked her clit, she just squeaked and wheezed. Her enlarged bud was between Erica’s lips and the tip of her tongue was flicking it while two fingers smashed into her twat. “Fuck, Ahh… fuck, fuck, fuck me!”
“Ooh, potty mouth.”
Carmen rocked her body to help Erica’s fingers hit the spot that made her crazy. Her clit was grinding on Erica’s tongue.
“Ahhh…”
“Shout as clearly as you need,” Erica said, then blew on her pounding clit.
She pummeled her feet on the sleeping pad and pushed her butt up, attempting to move away, yet Erica’s mouth followed. She continued to finger fuck her and that tongue kept on crushing her clit. Her climax was strong, but another orgasm was already threatening. Nothing like that had ever happened to her.
She was unable to breathe nor relax. Her butt tumbled to the bed and her feet dropped off the side.
“You alive?” Carmen heard her Erica asking, it appeared to come from a long way off, and she was unable to reply. Her eyes shut.