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MaxSebastian
MaxSebastian
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“Fine,” Jonathan said, and looked up at Frannie’s face, smiling at her horrified expression.

“I’ll tell you when to stop,” Lucy said.

He had such a wonderful view. Her skin was so perfect, soft and flawless, her aroma tantalising his very soul: a mix of her perfume, which was a completely exquisite vanilla scent like the most expensive ice cream, and the muskiness that came from his proximity to her damp panties. Her soaking cotton covered mound was right there in front of his face, so close he could see the individual threads that made up the material. A few golden pubic hairs strayed out from the edge of her underwear, and when she shifted down to give him more access to perform his mission, her panties accidentally shifted to reveal a few more straggling wisps.

Jonny hooked his arms under her thighs so that her legs dangled over his shoulders. Then he moved to place his mouth on her softly moist underwear. He felt Francesca flinch at the contact – had she ever had someone else touch her there before? He somehow suspected that she hadn’t. He felt the raw heat of her pussy through the thin material, and the sodden material against his skin.

Her aroma was intense: the strong musk of her arousal laced with her sweet vanilla, a heady mix that made him want to bury his face in her and lap up her juices. His hands found their way to her cute behind, gripping her gently yet firmly to aid himself in pressing his face down on her wet panties. He began to rub his lips up and down the depression in her underwear where the heat and moisture was strongest, that valley that betrayed her tender young pussy.

As he did so, he had no concept of time, just the sound of her deep breathing and soft moans as he grazed his mouth along her cotton covered slit and up her mound, brushing over her most intimate region. Unknown to his audience, he allowed the tip of his tongue out and was able sample her delectable flavour. She flinched as she felt his hot mouth and tongue caressing her through that thin cotton, and her moaning became considerable. But it was not to last. There was a tap on his head, and he broke away from his ministering to the sweet little blonde’s needs.

“That’s a minute,” Lucy told him, and he was forced to sit back in his armchair.

Francesca stayed still, her legs still wide apart, displaying her wet cotton-clad crotch to all concerned, still getting her breath back. Jonathan couldn’t help but look: she was beautiful, and he wanted more. He could smell her still, her juices cold on his skin as they evaporated. He licked his lips and tasted her salty spice. She opened her eyes and lifted her head from the back of the couch and looked straight into his eyes, a hungry fire in her stare.

“Your turn, lover boy,” Anna said, with a little envy in her tone.

“Well…” he said, not wanting to make Francesca do anything because he was still a little embarrassed at how strongly he felt about her, “I think Lucy shouldn’t be wearing those jeans.”

Lucy frowned, but stood up and did her thing, whipping down the tight Levis and rapidly stepping out of them to reveal yellow cotton thongs underneath, nicely clinging to her mound.

“Question?” Anna demanded.

“I want to know,” Jonathan asked, “if Anna’s ever had sex with more than one person at a time.”

“Why me?” Anna looked outraged. “Just because I’m not particularly quiet, doesn’t make me the group slut you know.”

“Well? Have you?” Jonathan asked.

“Not yet,” she gave a cheekily provocative grin to him.

The five of them were now tucking into the food as they continued, helping themselves to the fine feast Lucy had prepared. The redhead told Anna to remove her white top – bringing her substantial cleavage out into the open, bound only in a black cotton bra that accentuated her luxurious shape. Lucy’s question was to Francesca, asking whether she had enjoyed feeling Jonathan’s face between her legs. She had flushed deep crimson before gently nodding her affirmation.

Penny revelled in making Anna remove her bra so that the brash blonde was now completely nude bar a small pair of white ankle socks. Jonathan found his eyes drawn to her stiff pink nipples, imagining plunging into them – but was then asked if he’d ever considered fooling around with another guy.

“No,” he said earnestly, “I’ve never really thought about it – too busy thinking about women.”

The girls giggled, and it was the naked Anna’s turn. Naturally, off came Penny’s panties – but out of revenge, Jonathan again had to remove them for her – this time with his teeth. He got a good glimpse of her jet-black hair covered mound, and as he endeavoured to remove the garment, he even got a taste of her tender slit, sweeping his mouth down her glistening pink folds. Not quite as nice as Francesca, he decided – but that could have possibly been purely psychological.

The girls then took another toilet break after Anna asked Jonathan if Lucy swallowed when she went down on him, and he had replied in the affirmative. This time, Jonny was left on his own as all the females vanished upstairs, and he found a nice little bowl of strawberries to attack.

The girls all eventually returned, Lucy in her sexy yellow thongs, Penny with her white lacy bra and two hands covering her crotch, Anna with only a pair of socks, who had given up trying to hide herself by now and Francesca, with her full underwear set.


It was the petite blonde’s turn. “I want Penny to put Jonny’s penis into her mouth for a full minute,” Francesca demanded, raising the stakes once again. Lucy and Anna cackled like witches at Halloween, and Penny at first gasped and put her hands over her mouth in surprise. But then she shrugged and went for it: dropped down on her hands and knees to crawl over to Jonathan’s seat.

The other girls all gathered round to make sure she didn’t cheat, and they saw that Jonathan’s penis was only semi-erect after the break. Penny stooped down and with one hand, peeled back his foreskin and placed the glistening purple bell of his cock in her mouth. The other three schoolgirls laughed and cheered at their friend, and it wasn’t long before Jonathan’s cock was fully engorged inside her mouth. He closed his eyes to fully savour the feeling of her hot mouth around the end of his penis, and had to fight the urge to move within her – but the pretty black-haired girl was played it by the book, not moving an inch, just resting his cock within her cheeks, her tongue languishing against its underside.

“That’s a minute,” said Lucy, and they all sat back down again. “Question, Fran?”

“What did it taste like, Penny?” Francesca asked, her face blushing a little.

“Mmm…” said Penny, “hard to describe. Soft, I think – I know that sounds dumb, but it tastes soft, like unsalted butter, but also creamy and with a little edge of…something…I don’t know…devilish. You’ll love it, Frannie.”

The petite blonde blushed a very deep crimson and took a large swig of beer. Jonathan’s turn: he asked whether Anna had ever masturbated in front of anyone before, which she shook her head at, and then, to move things on a little in the nudity department, he told Lucy to take off her panties. Lucy did so, exposing her cute little cherry curls and cheekily tossed her underwear to Jonathan.

“Add to your collection,” she said, and he replied with a smile. For her turn, she told Francesca to remove her bra – which she did, and Jonathan got his first view of her beautiful little breasts, which may have been small, but had great definition and poise, and was peaked by the most tender, pink, kissable nipples. Lucy asked the topless blonde how far she had ever gone with a guy and poor little Francesca blushed a little again and was forced to confess that she hadn’t really ever gone as far with anyone as she had with Jonathan that day: kissing him and allowing him to rub his face in her crotch.

“But we haven’t even started yet,” Lucy chuckled, and Francesca smiled at Jonathan and the rest, clearly slightly embarrassed, hiding one of her nipples with her long golden ponytail that dropped down to her lap.

Penny’s turn, and she said: “Jonny, take off Frannie’s underwear – you know the drill.”

Francesca groaned, but since she was the only one there now with any panties on, she knew it was coming. Jonathan sank down beneath her again and repeated his trick – he was becoming an expert at using his mouth to remove panties – but since it was Francesca, he was much slower and more tender with his removal, and made sure that when he pulled the front of her underwear down, he pressed his head against her so that his face ran down through her golden pussy hair, letting his lips and tongue pass through her succulent pink labia. She tasted magnificent, and he breathed in her wonderful aroma while he was at it. A brief moan escaped her lips as he finally allowed the garment to fall to her ankles, but it was heard by only herself and Jonathan.

Eventually, he returned to his seat, but before dropping Francesca’s little panties to the floor on his pile of the schoolgirls’ underwear, he pressed them quickly to his nose, inhaling her exhilarating scent once again, drawing in her syrupy vanilla fragrance and that underlying muskiness. Lucy was the only one watching him as he did so, and she gave him a wink to show him she’d seen and knew what he was thinking.

Penny’s question was to ask Jonathan if he’d ever tried to perform oral sex on himself. He had laughed with the girls, asking them which male of the species hadn’t? Before the noise died down again, he had said that after one attempt, he knew it wasn’t going to happen and had never tried further. Anna made Penny remove her bra so that they were all now without any clothes – save for the ankle socks that the girls wore.

Jonathan felt a slight twinge in his bladder, and excused himself after answering Anna’s question in the negative as to whether he had ever had anal sex with Lucy. He slipped up the stairs to the bathroom and took a leak, thinking all the time of the amazing situation he was in. Downstairs were four naked schoolgirls, all edging towards getting him to do everything with them.

He cleaned himself up and quietly went out onto the landing, crouching to spy between the banisters at the nude teens in the living room below. He watched them for a little while as they carried on without him. He couldn’t hear their questions, but could see what they were doing. As he watched them, he couldn’t help stroking his hardening penis. He found his gaze increasingly fixed on the petite, pretty blonde, Francesca. She really was stunning. Even when Lucy had to spend a full minute fondling Anna’s substantial breasts, Jonathan was looking at the puff of gold between little Frannie’s tender white thighs.

He had to stop himself before he went over the edge after he watched Francesca doing a handstand, flashing her little mound in the air for all to see. He managed to calm down a little while the girls just nattered and tucked into the various tasty foods.


Eventually, he descended the stairs again, an act that made it impossible to hide his erection. The girls cheered as he came down, and he found that it was in the middle of Francesca’s turn, and the little blonde was about to tell someone to do something.

“Okay, here’s what I want,” she said, her mousy voice quiet again as though she was plotting something. “I want Jonny to take ten of the plumpest strawberries in that bowl there,” they all looked at her closely: especially Jonathan, who just knew she’d take them all up another level. She seemed quite an imaginative, provocative girl – and that was something that really stoked up the embers within him. “I want him to take some nice juicy strawberries…and one by one, dip them in Anna’s vagina, then eat them.”

7

A surprised silence descended on the group. Jonathan looked at Anna, who had drawn her knees up under her chin: inadvertently showing off her pussy in her defensive act.

“I’m going to get you, Frannie,” Anna said to her fellow blonde.

“You have nearly a whole round to wait before then,” Francesca elbowed her and laughed.

“Come on, then,” Penny and Lucy were loving every minute of Anna’s humiliation. Penny picked up the bowl of strawberries and offered them to Jonathan.

“You know, it’s going to get a lot worse than this,” Lucy told them.

“We’re going to need some more beers,” Francesca got up and rushed out into the kitchen, her little pussy and then cute behind drawing Jonathan’s eye as she went.

As Jonathan settled down on his haunches in front of Anna’s knees, accepting the bowl of fruit from Penny, the petite blonde returned with an armful of fresh, chilled beer cans that she then proceeded to hand out to everyone. Anna popped her can open and took a huge swig, then leaned forward to put it down before accepting the inevitable, and opening her legs.

Framed in darkish blonde hair, her pink labia were closed up, though undoubtedly moist. Jonathan looked up at her face, and she seemed trapped in two minds: she was still very excited and obviously loved playing this unorthodox game, but though she was ordinarily a very forward extrovert, she was still unsure about both displaying herself and performing sexual acts in public. Still, they all had to face that from now on – especially Jonathan, who being the only guy there, would be called on to do more than anyone else. He found he was no longer worried – they’d all seen his cock now, countless times, and thanks to Lucy, he had enough underlying sexual confidence to know that he wouldn’t make a fool of himself.

Jonathan leaned forward, resting the weight of his upper body by gently placing his arms on Anna’s thighs. The blonde had folded her arms over her breasts, but looked over them down her body to what he was doing. Close up, the air was full of the scent of her arousal, and when he placed two finger either side of her slit to part her labia, he found a hot stickiness to her velvety flesh that announced that she was very turned on.

As he gently opened her pink petals with one hand, he took a blood red strawberry with the other, then pressed it into the hollow between Anna’s slippery labia. He heard his audience quietly giggle, and Anna flinched slightly at the contact with the fruit. Jonathan coated the strawberry in Anna’s juices, then popped it into his mouth, biting it away from its green stalk. The first thing he tasted was Anna’s emission, slick on the surface of the fruit. It was slightly salty and tangy, but when he crushed the fruit in his teeth, the strawberry flavour dominated.

He repeated the trick with the ordered ten strawberries, dipping them into her pussy to give each one a glossy coat of her juices. As he ate, the girls watched his face, curious as to his reaction to the taste. It was unseen to them, then, that while biting into his second fruit, he dipped a finger into her vagina, coated it with her juices, then for the rest of his strawberry extravaganza, he pressed it down on her clitoris: making it look as though he were only putting his hand there to hold open her pussy.

Anna clearly liked what he was doing, and gave him a slight smile as he looked at her during his third fruit.

Eventually, though, it was over, and Francesca wasted her question asking him if he had enjoyed it.

So it was Jonathan’s turn again. He was getting a little more confidence about talking to Francesca, so he managed to ask her what turned her on most.

“At the moment?” she asked, her voice slightly slurred from the alcohol, “You, Jonny.”

The other girls all giggled, and Jonathan felt his ears burn. He glanced at Francesca, who blew him a drunken kiss, then decided to divert attention away from his blush by making a demand. He said: “I want Penny to put that banana inside her vagina as far as it’ll go.”

Shrieks of laughter, especially from Anna.

Penny picked up the fruit from the coffee table and opened her legs as Anna just had. Penny’s pussy was nestled in a thick wedge of black hair, but her labia were smaller than Anna’s, and already open, her pinkness inside glistening and pale in contrast to the surrounding hair. Penny looked at Anna and said, “well if you can do it, Anna, there’s no reason why I can’t!”

Anna smiled, knowing it was a fair cop: she had admitted to doing the same in the real world. They all watched the raven-haired girl place the long, yellow banana to her pussy, then very slowly, fraction by fraction, she pushed it into her, moving it in circles to get it coated in her lubrication as it went in. Eventually, it stopped, with an inch or two protruding.

“There we go,” said Penny.

Jonathan couldn’t help but stare – it was quite a sight seeing Penny’s little pussy stretched around the phallic shaped fruit.

“My demand, my demand,” Lucy said quickly as Penny withdrew the fruit from her vagina, “I want Jonny to lick off the banana.”

Jonathan groaned, but shrugged and leaned forward to take the slippery yellow fruit from Penny. He sat back on the edge of his chair and darted his tongue over the banana.

“My question,” said Lucy when he put it down, “who tastes better – Penny or Anna?”

“Well,” he replied diplomatically, “I didn’t get to taste an awful lot of Anna – the strawberries were too strongly flavoured. So from that I’d have to say Penny.”

“Thanks Jonny,” Penny winked at him and nudged Anna at her winning another battle. Anna flashed back a ‘you may have won the battle but you haven’t won the war’ kind of look. “I think it’s time Lucy did something,” the raven-haired girl said.

“What do you want me to do?” Lucy asked.

“Get some Nutella,” Penny said, “and spread it all over Jonny’s penis, then lick it off.”

Lucy had to go back into the kitchen to find a knife and the Nutella, but in no time the little redhead was kneeling down between her mother’s new fiancé’s son, picking up his hard penis in one hand and spreading it with thick chocolate spread with the other. The other girls whooped and cheered as she started licking Jonathan’s erection. She licked the bottom two-thirds of his cock clean from the base upwards, and he couldn’t help moaning quietly and closing his eyes as he leaned backwards. Then, suddenly, he felt the tip of his penis engulfed in her hot mouth, and opened his eyes to find her bobbing up and down on his rigid shaft, her tongue swirling around his penis as she sucked up the chocolate, much to the other girls’ delight.

Jonathan was worried he might go over the edge, but Anna stopped in time, the chocolate finished. She placed the Nutella on the coffee table with the other food, and sat back down in her armchair, her face flushed from the activity and smiling at the others.

“What’s your question?” Lucy asked Penny. “I want to ask Jonny if he has any friends from school as sexy as he is.”

“Well, Jonny?” Lucy prompted him.

“I don’t know if they’re sexy,” he protested.

“Well I think you should invite someone else along as well, next time,” said Penny, “then there’d be more cock to go round.”

“Pen, you’re a closet minx!” Lucy laughed. “Anna’s turn.”

“Okay,” said Anna, “this one might take a little time.” They all looked closely at her as she looked at Francesca, revenge in her eye. “I want Jonny to take Frannie up to the bathroom and shave her pussy.”

8

“You’re kidding!” Francesca cried out.

“No I’m not,” Anna smiled, “I can demand anything, and you have to do it.”

“But – “ Francesca said, but she knew it was useless.

Jonathan stood up, ready to go, his penis at half-mast and quivering in anticipation of what he would be doing. Francesca groaned, but stood up and took his hand.

“Don’t do it too quickly,” Lucy told Jonathan as he passed her, “take your time, Jonny. It’ll hurt her if you go too fast.”

He nodded, and led the petite blonde by her hand to the stairs.

MaxSebastian
MaxSebastian
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