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Crystals’ mouth had worked on my pussy before
and I was getting hornier as I watched. But I was fixed to the spot
and didn’t want to leave, so I stayed and watched, two fingers
making their way down to my pussy and I began to rub my clit in the
hot water.

Annette dipped her hand in the water and then
took it and began to rub it around on her breasts. Crystal had
fingers inside of Annette and her tongue kept up a very insistent
rhythm on Annette’s pussy. My fingers were moving quicker as I felt
the blood rushing to my groin and warming up my belly. If ever
there was a night to be a show off this was it, only no one was
watching me as I masturbated.

I lay my head back on the rim and closed my
eyes, just before there was a loud splash. “Shit balls, what the
hell are you putting on your pussy?” asked Crystal as she fell back
against me.

I opened my eyes to see Annette holding a bar
of soap out of the water, a look of half anger and half total
hilarity in her eyes. “It’s a papaya soap so I figured…” Crystal
splashed a wave of water on her and she coughed before she could
finish.

“You figured it’s papaya scented so it should
taste like papaya?” asked an incredulous Crystal.

“No, it felt good, so I kept on doing it,”
said Annette.

They were both laughing and splashing each
other and soon I joined in with them. We splashed and groped each
other, then Annette cuddled up close to Crystal and they kissed
deeply. I leaned back to watch again.

They rinsed Annette off then she sat back on
the edge of the tub, Crystal’s mouth going directly to her pussy,
her hands reaching behind and pulling that shaved pussy to her
face. Annette’s fingers were keeping her nipples erect and Crystal
continued a slow and steady rhythm licking long lazy circles up and
down Annette’s pussy.

As my fingers slowly circled my clit I
realized that Crystal’s pussy was near enough to touch, so I slid
behind her and spread her legs. She stopped licking Annette for
several seconds to turn and give me a sly grin, and I buried my
face in her pussy, my tongue reaching under her even as my nose
found her hole and pressed inside.

“God, Daria,” called out Crystal.

“God, Crystal,” called out Annette.

“MMphh,” I gurgled into the air.

My tongue had found Crystal’s clit and I slid
it over the soft nub as I slipped two fingers inside of her.

“Ohhhh, baby, Ohhhh,” called out Annette. I
couldn’t see past Crystal’s beautiful pussy but I heard Annette’s
legs kick the water and then heard her lean back against the wall.
Then Crystal reached back to stroke my hair and I knew Annette had
finished.

“Daria, yes,” called out Crystal.

I reached under and took one of her nipples
between two fingers and squeezed and a loud moan flew from her
mouth. I kept licking her clit even though the weird angle was
tightening my jaw. Then her legs slammed together on my ears and
her back stiffened up. As her body loosened up she fell forward
into Annette’s lap, her butt falling into the water and away from
my face.

I looked up and saw Crystal smiling a huge
smile at me. “You are so good with a pussy, you need to explore
this further,” she said.

“You’re just lucky because you cum easily,”
said Annette.

“Girls that cum early are called lucky, not
losers,” she said.

I watched as Annette stood up and pulled
Crystal to her feet. “Come on, Blondie, I’ll wash you off in the
shower,” she said as she stepped from the tub and picked up
towels.

“We’ll be back, Daria,” called out Annette as
they left the room in each other’s arms. The shower was in the
first part of the bathroom. The bathtub took up the entire space of
the room I was now in alone. I leaned back into the hot water.

I gazed outside at the stars and the lights
of the houses in the distance and wondered if I would ever be able
to live in a house like that. Less than a minute later I saw a star
shoot across the sky and made a silent wish. Maybe I would someday.
I reached for my wine glass but discovered it was full of water
from the tub so I set it back down. I would need something to drink
soon, but I didn’t want to give up the view of the starry night
right then.

I could hear the two girls in the shower next
door. The water was running and occasionally one of them would
spank the other one and the sound echoed back toward me. I tried to
figure out what the night meant to me, but all I came up with was
how much I needed to have new experiences and this was just one
more new experience. I wondered what it would be like to run into
Dr. Hester from then on, but I knew she was a tough lady and that
all would be fine. This time when I reached for my wine I knew that
I would have to leave the wondrous tub and find something. The hot
water was steaming me up pretty well and I was thirsty.

I stepped out of the tub and picked up a
towel to dry myself. I rubbed the soft cotton across my skin as I
took one more look out the windows. I was in a dreamy state and
wanted to remember this view for a long time. Then I flipped my
hair back over my shoulder and tied the towel around my chest,
before I remembered that if I wore the towel I would be the only
person in the house covered up. I was already walking out the door
and turned, pulled the towel off, then flung it back onto the floor
beside the tub, fully intending to come back and pick it up
later.

Which is when Tommy walked into the room with
two glasses of wine. Well, one and a half glasses of wine, because
most of one glass ended up splashing onto his chest and running
down his stomach. Tommy was skinny, just young and thin, but the
site of that wine sliding down his chest and splashing off of his
cock gave me a girly hard-on. I felt the blood rushing through me,
so hard that I didn’t even stop to ask, I took his chin and pulled
his face to mine and placed my lips on his. He wrapped his arms
around me and pulled me into him, the glasses still in his hands as
they bumped into my back. My lips ground into his as our bodies
mashed together.

I reached down and took his cock in both of
my hands, stroking him gently, working my hands opposite each other
as they twisted and turned, softly stroking him fully erect.
“Ohhhh…” he moaned.

I wasted no time in pulling him to the
bathtub using his dick to guide him. I stepped into the hot water
and pulled him after me. He followed willingly and handed me one of
the glasses of wine. I took the glass and downed half of it as he
stepped to the middle of the tub and stopped. I set my glass down
on the rim of the tub and knelt in front of him. His eyes went from
mildly interested to huge orbs as I wasted no time plunging his
dick into my mouth, a mouth still filled with wine.

When I had as much of his dick in my mouth as
I could take I began to swirl the warm red wine around and I felt
his knees buckle. “God, Daria,” he mumbled and almost fell over
backwards.

I swallowed the wine and slowly let his dick
slide out of my mouth. “Don’t fall over, Tommy,” I said as I
inhaled his dick once more. This time I began to suck on him
quicker. One hand began to play with his balls while the other one
started stroking his shaft along with my sucking.

The taste of the wine was gone but it didn’t
matter. By that time he’d already outlasted Brian and I wanted
more. Once again I let his dick slide out of my mouth.

“We need a…” I started to say.

“Got one…” he said, holding up a Magnum
condom. I was puzzled at where he might have been hiding it but I
appreciated his preparation.

I smiled a huge smile as he tore it open and
began to unroll it onto his dick. His dick was thick and firm with
a slight upward tilt to it. As he rolled it on I walked on my knees
to the side of the tub and sat on the edge. I took a sip of wine as
he looked over at me, a lusty gleam in his eyes.

He knelt down in the water and his dick was
at the perfect height to fuck me. I reached out and took his firm
shaft in my hand, pulling him gently toward me. The rim of the tub
was wide enough to give me a firm base to sit on and I spread my
legs. I pulled his dick until the head of it was hidden inside the
folds of my pussy. The feeling of his dick inside of me was what I
had come for that night.

“Fuck me, Tommy,” I said, my voice suddenly
getting raspy. “Fuck me with your music playing.”

He would have fucked me anyway, but with his
music in the background I could feel his dick pulse, felt the need
in his lips as they mashed into mine, and felt the searing heat as
he slid his dick into me with urgency, with need. It banged into my
cervix and I shifted as he pulled out, then when he pounded forward
into me again I matched him, the press of his dick on my cervix
meant that he was the right size for me.

“Fuck me, Tommy,” I called out.

“Daria, baby,” he said loudly.

He took up a slow and steady rhythm, our
bodies smacking together with a wet slap every few seconds. He
wasn’t sprinting to the finish line he was taking his time. My
pussy felt amazing. His kisses became firmer as he took my ass in
his hands and began pulling me into him with each stroke. He
stroked into me until our bodies slapped together, then repeated it
firmly.

His lips moved down onto my shoulder and I
tingled. My neck and shoulder were tender and they are also instant
trigger points for blood flow in my pussy. When he bit my shoulder
I felt a surge of heat in my face. In and out of me he kept fucking
me and I could feel the orgasm building in my soul.

Then he thrust hard and his leg slipped,
causing him to fall to the side and his dick to slide all the way
out of my pussy. I laughed, I had to, as he fell back into the tub
and a huge wave of water splashed us.

He laughed too but scrambled up again. His
eyes were filled with desire as he pulled me to my feet and kissed
me hard on the lips. He was a half foot taller than me but his lips
searched out mine and he pressed us together even as he was turning
me around to face out the window.

His hands were rough as they grabbed my ass
and pulled me back into him. Then one hand reached around my
stomach and pulled me in tighter to him as I felt his hand using
his dick to seek out my pussy. Then he slipped the head of it
inside of me and I let out a breath of happiness.

His first stroke back inside of me was more
forceful than before but it was necessary. I could feel the
intensity of his need as his cock slammed into me, pushing us both
forward. Then he slid out of me, and once again rammed it into me.
He reached his other hand around and rubbed it across my clit using
all of his fingers. He did it several times until I knew that this
was something I was going to have to train him to do, but if his
only flaw was a need to learn how to diddle me better I could work
with that. At least he was trying.

I pulled both of his hands up to my breasts
and used his thumbs and fingers to pinch my nipples. He caught on
quickly and began to vary the pressure as he squeezed and played
with them, then ran his fingers around them. And he never let up
the fucking he was giving me.

That’s when I slid my own hand down and began
to stroke my clit. My other hand reached back and took hold of his
ass cheek and pulled him to me. He fucked me from behind and I
pulled us together while rubbing my clit, all the while looking
into the heavens right outside the window.

It was not much longer before my legs started
to get very warm and I felt the blood in my body racing about. My
knees were getting weak but I continued to push my body back into
his. This was the fucking I had needed.

“Ahhh, yes, Tommy, yes!” called out.

“Daria, you, rock,” he called out while
continuing to fuck me.

I reached down for my clit and took it
between my thumb and fore finger. I pressed them together,
squeezing my clit between them. I pulled Tommy into me even harder
when I felt my body tense up, felt my muscles go rigid, and I felt
the rush of the orgasm that I had needed start to flood my body
with tingling heat and light. I began to thrust back into Tommy
with less intensity. Then I relaxed fully, my head spinning, but I
continued to pull Tommy into me.

He kept on fucking me but his strokes were
becoming weaker. I figured he had come, so I moved forward as his
dick slid out of me. I turned to him and locked our lips together,
and reached down to pull the condom off. That’s when I felt his
dick which was still completely erect. I slid the condom off and
looked at it in the dim light. There was no sperm in it.

“You need to cum, Tommy,” I said and I could
see the relief in his face.

“I really do need to cum,” he said.

I scooped up some water and washed off the
condom lube as best I could. Then I kneeled down in front of him
once again and sucked that thick dick into my mouth, running my
tongue slowly around the underside of it once I had most of it
inside my mouth.

Once again my hand started to juggle his
balls while the other hand spread his legs further apart. I was
sucking him in and spitting him back out as I twisted and turned my
head. His head rolled to one side and while he was in this state of
ecstasy I reached for his ass and slid a finger inside of it.

The third time I stroked his prostate was the
one that released his gusher, and fortunately it happened when I
only had the head of his dick in my mouth. The first splash of
sperm hit the roof of my mouth and I swallowed it, then I continued
to suck his dick. The second burst hit my tongue, then I wrapped my
tongue around his dick and began to twist it while sucking his load
and swallowing it.

As I continued to suck he was moaning but I
never let up, not even when he was pushing me away from him. I
sucked some more, until I felt his dick slowly begin to shrink and
looked up to see a look of utter contentment on his face. I sucked
some more until he sat on the rim of the tub then in the water.

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