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Julie began to kiss me while I was still straddling George. The feeling of her mouth on mine while George was running his hands across my body felt so good. We had done so much dry-humping as teenagers that George was an expert at positioning his hard cock under his jeans against my clit.

He knew it would make me want to push things even further. Julie pushed me off George and onto the couch, clearly relishing in taking the dominant role. If you’ve never experienced the joy of being a beautiful woman having another soft, beautiful woman on top of you, it’s truly hard to communicate the absolute joy of the experience. I reached around and squeezed her ass while we were kissing.

“I like that,” Julie.

“I like it too,” I whispered.

She began to press her fingers against my clit. I stopped her.

“Something wrong?” asked Julie. She looked scared for a moment like I was going to say we should stop.

“I just don’t want to wear these jeans anymore. I unbuttoned mine and slid them off.

“Good idea,” said Julie, who did the same.

I’d like to say we were both wearing black lace thongs, but since this actually happened, I’ll stick with the truth. I was wearing dark green bikini cut underwear and Julie was wearing some rainbow underwear. Not the most sexy garments in the world, but not granny panties either.

Julie tried to get back on top of me, but this time, I wanted to be the one in control. I pushed her back down on the couch and began to kiss her neck and run my fingers through her thick hair. I reached under her elastic waist band and felt how absolutely drenched she was.

I rubbed my fingers on her clit, the way only girls know how to do. “Fuck,” she moaned. I began to kiss her chest, squeezing her breast with my other hand.

“Wow,” said George. I looked over to see my husband who looked he’d just won the lottery. I smiled at him. I looked over to Alec, who was quieter and a bit harder to read.

“You good with this?” I asked him.

“Yeah,” he stuttered. His shyness was adorable.

I worked my mouth down her body until I was between her legs. I began to kiss and lick the inside of her thighs.

“Your face is so smooth,” said Julie. “Alec’s beard always tickles.

“So does George’s,” I said. I pressed my face against her rainbow panties, breathing in her scent and warmth. To tease her, I pressed my tongue against her clit.

“Fuckkkkkkk,” was all Julie could say.

“Don’t think you’ll these now,” I said, sliding her panties off.

I was about to start again when a thought occurred to me.

“Come over here Alec,” I said.

“Me?” Alec seemed confused. As if I was just going to let him watch all this.

“Sit behind her and play with her tits while I eat her out,” I said. Alec did as he was told and I went back down between her legs.

The very moment my tongue hit her clit, she moaned so loud again.

“Oh my fucking god,” moaned Julie.

“Play with her tits, Alec," I told him.

And so I continued on, licking her while Alec rubbed her nipples. Her hips buckled while I licked, so I decided to slide a finger inside her. I felt a smack on my ass.

George, of course.

While I continued to lick Julie, George pulled my panties off and began to lick my ass. Mostly the cheeks as my hole is a little sensitive, but he knows that drives me fucking insane.

“You’re such a slut,” said George to me.

“You are,” I said, then gasped when I felt George reach around from behind and touch my clit.

It was honestly a little overstimulating. It’s hard to focus on eating a girl out when you’re husband is expertly moving between licking your ass and playing with your clit. I then heard George’s belt unbuckling and knew I was going to get to feel his cock slide into me.

But George being George, he always liked to tease me. I felt his hard cock slide across my ass cheek.

“Oh fuck,” was all I could manage to say. The way his cock was covered in precum and just sliding across my ass felt amazing.

“You want me to fuck you, right here in front of Alec and Julie?” asked George.

“Yes please,” I said.

I felt George slide up behind me, his cock moving to between my legs. But instead of just putting inside me like I wanted, he did what he knows drives me crazy.

He positioned the head of his cock right on my clit and moved subtly. A small orgasm coursed through me.

“Fuck me!” I demanded. But I knew George wouldn’t give in, not yet anyway.

“You need to make Julie cum before I’ll fuck you,” said George.

“I’ve already cum like seven times,” said Julie.

“Well you need to make her cum eight times before I’ll fuck you,” said George. He twitched his cock against my clit and I felt the mini-orgasm pulse through me again.

I knew I needed to make her cum again if I was going to get what I needed...

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