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Date: 9/19/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Author: Tomjones88, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

chuckle. I opened my eyes and burst out laughing and she burst out laughing also. Her cheeks were red and it looked almost as if she’d been crying. She sat up and looked down at her stomach, quickly, with an embarrassed grin, and back up at me with a grin that could not believed I had persuaded her in to this situation. We just looked at each other. I could hear Dirk and Anjali getting busy, but we had a head start. Lots of sheet-rustling and Anjali’s soft, half-mouthed moans (she was probably just getting fingered at this point). Adrienne could, too, because she glanced over at the wall. “Come over here,” she said, looking back at me. I only realized then that I had another huge hard-on. I didn’t realize it was possible. But cocaine is a hell of a drug. As I walked over, she took a pill out of her bedside table and popped it in to her mouth. Her eyes were red. That’s why it looked like she was crying. “Don’t worry about a condom,” she whispered. (I wasn’t). She turned over and got on her hands and knees. I kneeled and maneuvered my way in to her. I had to pull her butt downwards and she spread her legs out in more of a squat until I felt the prickles of her vagina brush the head of my cock and found her clit with my fingers. I rubbed at her and she moaned and opened up. I slid my cock in and this time she was wet. I don’t like doggystyle that much, but that day, I didn’t care. I told her to hand me a pillow and she did. I propped my knees up on the pillow so I could get ... myself firmly situated to slide up and down (this was like rigging up a factory machine) and I moved up and down. Twice I slipped out. Twice she placed it back inside her. She wore her bra this entire time. I pushed myself as deep in to her as I could, which meant arching backwards while I slid in and out. I moved my hands from her ass cheeks up her sides until my fingers bumped in to her bra and I listened to her pant while I did this. Female sex sounds were coming from both sides of the wall by now. But to my dismay, Anjali was louder. It was a no-brainer who was the more experienced of the two. Anjali probably came just from thinking about a cock being inside her; I definitely wasted my time with the bra thing, and probably wasted my time fucking her in the first place. Adrienne, on the other hand, was much better than Anjali. She knew how to work her ass; she slammed back and forth in to my groin and it didn’t hurt at all, but it did bring me closer to orgasm. She was a breathy fuck; I would blow my load and Anjali would still be having some kind of loud girl-becomes-a –woman moment in the other room, and the game would be up. Dirk, that goddam man-whore, would beat me to it again. Maybe it was something about him being a senior and me still being a freshman. Maybe I still wasn’t at his level. Maybe I’d never be at his level. But then I remembered the knocking on the wall when Dirk was with Adrienne two nights before. And I saw clearly what path I had to take. Adrienne was ...