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The Debate Team Pt. 01

By: Dafunks



4:30 pm, Thursday. Hotel Lobby.

Cherry just could not believe it. They've only been in Singapore for a full hour and already she's having a bad day. This tournament is really starting to look bad. It's the World Universities Debate Championships, the mother of all debate tournaments, where she is participating as an adjudicator, a judge for those who are outside the loop. As an adjudicator for Ateneo de Manila, she is expected to be one of the top adjudicators in the entire tournament, yet right now, she's just not feeling it. 

"What kind of a room assignment is that Alex?!" she wailed at their President, Alex, who just told her of their room assignments. 

Her usually pretty face turning crimson. There were three teams, two persons per team and two adjudicators. There were 5 girls and 3 guys. She was complaining about her being assigned to a hotel room with Paul, a guy, the other adjudicator. 

"Cherry, we all agreed, you included, that the two adjudicators will be in one room. What's your problem?" Alex retorted. 

"Yes I agreed! But that was when the adjudicator was Layka! Not Paul! Paul is not Layka! That's not what I agreed to!" replied Cherry, her full 5'2 height seemingly leering taller than she actually was. 

"Cherry please don't give me this problem right now. Layka got sick at the last minute remember? We're lucky to get Paul or else we would've been disqualified. So now, there's five of you girls and three of us guys. We have four rooms. What do you want me to do? All the other rooms are set already. They're okay, they're good. I can't change things for you!" Alex exasperatedly replied. He's the best debater in the team, yet he can't seem to get through Cherry's head. 

"Fuck this Alex! Why can't I stay with Rica and Joanna? I mean we're small, we can fit... I'll talk to them if you want," she said.

"We can't do that here, Cher. They have strict rules here in terms of number of people in a room. We might get scolded by the management. Could throw us out. That would be embarrassing and that will be on me,"

"No, that won't happen, can it? We'll keep it a secret, ok? Please...," Cherry pleaded.

"Cher, I have many more things to think about. The tournament starts tomorrow. I really don't have time for this..."

"But..."

"The room is big enough for both of you. Two queen-sized beds, separated by a big study table. It's big, okay? I've seen it. I swear. It's not like you'll be sharing the same bed. Besides, we'll be in National University of Singapore most of the time anyway. We'll practically use the room to sleep in only. So please, go with the room assignment," Alex grabbed his bags and went to the Front Desk. 

Rica, who was watching the entire seen unfold, approached Cherry. 

"Don't worry Cherry, I'll be right across your room. One call. Okay?" Rica said, putting an arm on her friend's shoulder. 

"Thanks. It's just so unfair. Of all the people to be roommates with, it had to be Paul. Seriously", Cherry shook her head. 

Rica just shrugged her shoulders.

It was no secret in the Ateneo Debate Org that Cherry didn't like Paul. Paul at one point, tried to court Cherry. She was 3rd year then and Paul was in 2nd year. He didn't get past a couple of text messages inviting her out for coffee before the entire courtship was shot dead and buried six feet under. Cherry made it known to him that she was just not interested and alluded that he was not in the same level as she is. 

Cherry was by no means part of high society. She was decidedly upper middle but carried herself as if she was from a higher class. Paul was straight out middle class who did not care too much about carrying himself in any other way than middle class. 

The Debate team is probably the snobbiest group of people in the University and Paul was an absolute aberration. Unlike the others, he was not obsessed with debating. He did not care too much for it. Instead he was a regular guy who played basketball at times with his buddies and drank too much beer in the weekends. At 5'7, he was just of average height. He was good looking although most would agree that if he put more effort to his looks, he could be pretty hot. But he didn't care. In any case, Cherry disliked him at one point and now she loathes him. 

"Heads up, Paul's here," said Rica.

"Hey guys! Sorry... I got lost on my way here... Where's Alex? I want to know my room number," a disheveled looking Paul said.

Cherry walked away without saying a word after giving him a piercing look which Paul caught.

"What the hell's her problem?" Paul asked.

"You," Rica said.

"Me?? What did I do?" Paul asked.

"That's your roommate," Rica turned around to pick up her bags. She was wearing short white shorts and matching white tank top. At 5'9, she was, hands down, the hottest girl in the team. Her family was part of Manila's elite although she herself was very down to earth. As she bent down, her shorts separated from her tank top revealing white silk panties. Her ass was absolutely perfect. Very shapely indeed and it perfectly matches her long milky legs. She wasn't blessed with having big breasts but her butt and legs more than made up for it. She was single, although she had the reputation of dating men who were older than her by at least 5 years. 

Paul just looked, biting his lip. Oooh that butt... he thought. 

Rica got up and looked at him strangely. "Hey, what're you looking at? Let's go. Please help me with these." She handed him one of her bags. 

"Okay,"

They went up to Alex who was waiting for them. After handing out the magnetic cardkeys, the three of them headed for the elevator. 

4:45 pm. Room 507 

"Every morning, I'll be the first to use the bathroom. I don't want all your filth in the bathtub when I use it. You don't use it unless I'm already out of the room. Stay on your side of the room, don't touch my stuff and we'll be okay. Okay?" Cherry was giving instructions to Paul who was unpacking his stuff near his bed. He wasn't even looking. He was annoyed with her and he was annoyed with the set up. Sure, at one point, he thought she was pretty, which she really was. But after a while, and especially now, he would rather be Somalia with no food than be in the same room as Cherry.

"Okay okay! Jeez it's not like I'm gonna rape you or anything!"

"Well you better not try anything!"

"I won't!"

Just then, Rica entered the room.

"O what's happening? I can hear you guys shouting across the room!"

"Well this friend of yours is acting like a diva! She thinks I might rape her or something!" he tells Rica. 

He then turns to Cherry and says, "I'm sorry but you're just not that pretty! Maybe if you were as pretty as Rica..." and storms out.

Cherry threw a pillow at him but it only hit the now closed door. 

5:30 a.m., Friday. Room 507. 1st Day of the Tournament. 

Cherry got up early and has already taken a shower. She was admiring herself in the bathroom mirror. Observing her neatly trimmed bush, she let her hand travel down her tight stomach and over her pussy. She was surprised to find herself wet down there and not with water. She just realized that she was feeling horny. Very horny actually. There's just something about being in a hotel and in a different country that always makes her horny. She looked again at the mirror and was surprised to see that she already had her left foot up on the sink while the middle finger of her right hand was undeniably working in and out of her now dripping wet pussy. She was fingering faster now, as she thought of her boyfriend back home. How she wished that he was here! For sure they'd be fucking all night. Her breathing was getting heavier and heavier as she nears her climax. Her finger was now just a blur, pumping rapidly in and out of her juicy cunt... 

"Ohhhhh...," she let out a moan. Any second now and she'll cum... 

TOK! TOK! TOK! 

"Hey Cherry! Could you hurry up? We're gonna be late! I haven't taken a shower yet!" Paul shouted from the other side of the door. 

FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! Cherry thought. She was interrupted by this asshole just as she was about to cum! 

I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM!! "Yeah, yeah! I'm coming out!" She got dressed quickly. Her horniness now long gone. She steps out of the bathroom and finds Paul wearing boxers with and a tank top waiting for him. 

"What took you so long? You want to go first but you take so long," Paul complained. 

"Don't rush me," she said firmly as she went to the mirror and brushed her hair. 

"Seriously, I don't know what you've been doing here that would take you so long," without waiting for an answer, he enters the bathroom. 

As soon as he enters the bathroom, he was in heaven. The bathroom smelled good and fresh. It was the undeniable smell that a girl just took a bath in it. He took time to inhale the atmosphere. He also smelled something else. Something slightly funky. He knew what it was but just can't remember at that time. 

His thoughts got distracted when he heard a door slam. Cherry already left. He turned on the shower and balanced the temperature. Satisfied, he begins to get in the tub but realized that he left his shower gel in his bag and goes out of the bathroom again. He retrieves it and goes back in the bathroom without bothering to close the door anymore. 

"Thank goodness she's gone," he says as he begins his shower. 

6:00 am. Hotel Lobby. 

"Hey, there you are sunshine!" Rica greeted her and gave her a hug.

"Don't start! That moron... grrr!" Cherry said, glaring at her.

"Easy! It's so early and you're already like that. Come on let's go. You're just hungry. The entire group is waiting for you at the breakfast buffet."

"Yeah okay. I actually am hungry." As they walk towards the buffet, Cherry suddenly stops. 

"Shit!"

"O what?" asked Rica.

"I left my breakfast stub in the room. I'll go back and get it."

"Okay. I'll go ahead and get breakfast. I'll tell the rest. Can't wait for you, I'm starving."

"Yup, go ahead without me. I'll be back quickly."

Cherry strode quickly to the elevator. She was angry with herself for being so stupid for leaving the breakfast stub. 

6:05 am. Room 507. 

Cherry entered her room expecting to see Paul. He wasn't in the room.

He's probably still in the shower. GOOD. She thought, at least she won't have to deal with him. The room was pretty dark, no lights. She decided against turning on the lights. There was a slight early morning sunshine entering through the window blinds anyway. Now where is that breakfast stub? 

Ah there it is, on the table between the beds. She goes over to get it and sees a few of their organization's pictures on the desk. With the stub on her hand, she turns around to leave. 

Just then she sees the bathroom door slightly ajar. She could see some slight movement inside. Instead of leaving immediately she found herself being drawn to the door and the moving figure in it. She got closer. At the edge of her bed which was right in front of the bathroom door. It was two meters from the edge of the bed to the door. One meter in, she could see Paul's naked body, with the back to her. Paul was not ripped like a body builder. He had a slightly toned body yet he was obviously about 15 pounds overweight. Still he looked good. Cherry was staring intently at his tight butt. It looked gorgeous to her eyes. Unconsciously, she found herself getting hornier and hornier. Her right hand beginning to rub her pussy through her black pants. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter. 

Paul stepped out of the tub and in the process, turned to the right. It was then, that Cherry saw his cock dangling between his legs. Cherry's eyes widened like saucers. 

Oh my God, she thought. 

Paul's dick was not very long. He was pretty average in fact, about 5 and a half inches or six, when he's ultra horny. But it wasn't the length that made Cherry gasp. It was the girth. While Paul had an average length dick, the girth was absolutely exceptional. It measured about 6 inches in circumference, practically as thick as Cherry's wrist! Cherry was absolutely amazed and was seemingly hypnotized with what she was seeing. Her mouth agape, she kept staring. Suddenly, she realized that Paul was about to enter the room! Cherry began to panic. Paul was still drying up his hair and was about to turn towards the door. Cherry knew that she can't get out of the room. It was too late. Paul would know that she was there and most probably saw him naked. Cherry decided to run back to the table to hide underneath it. She prayed to God that Paul wouldn't turn on the lights. If he didn't, under the cover of darkness, there was a good chance that she wouldn't be seen. She saw Paul cross to his bed. He didn't turn on the lights. When he returned to his view, he had his towel around his waist and was combing his hair in front of the room mirror which was in front of the desk. 

I hope he doesn't see me in the reflection, she thought. Paul turned around. 

Shit! He's headed here! 

Cherry tried her hardest not to make a sound. Paul was now right in front of the table. She could hear him putting on his watch. It'll be over soon, she thought. Then he heard him flip on some pieces of paper. The pictures, she thought. She then saw Paul walk away from the table. 

Oh thank God! 

But then Paul returned with a chair and set it in front of the table! Cherry could see Paul from the waist down. She again heard Paul flipping the pictures.

CLICK! The desk lamp turned on. 

Cherry slid further back to the wall. As far as she could possibly go and froze. He stopped flipping the pictures. She waited. She then saw him taking off his towel completely. With the slight sunlight from the blinds and the light from the bathroom, she could clearly see his dick beginning to get hard. Paul reached down with his right hand and began to stroke his quickly hardening cock. 

Cherry was getting a free show. Here she was, staring at the most amazing dick she has ever seen and it was being stroked right in front of her just a mere half meter from her face. 

She was mesmerized, her eyes zeroed in on the gorgeous thick manhood in front of her. It was a thing of beauty she thought. It was not a pretty cock, it was a powerful looking dick. It was all man. Shit! She thought. I want that. She couldn't believe what she was thinking. She still hates Paul. She was 100 percent sure of that. But she wants his dick. It was as if the dick was a distinctly separate entity from Paul. A completely different person. Suddenly, she heard Paul say something. 

"Fuck Cherry." 

What? Does he know I'm here???? She thought in a panic. 

"Fuck Cherry... you're so hot. Would love to do you right here." 

She then heard a few pictures being flipped. 

He was looking at my pictures! He's jerking off to my pictures! The pervert!

"Cherry... You're such a bitch. But I want to fuck you anyway. I want to bend you over and fuck you like the bitch you are. 

Surprisingly, Cherry found herself getting turned on with what he's saying. She desperately wanted to touch herself but she knows she'll be discovered if she moves a single muscle. She could feel her cunt pulsating and quivering. All this time, her eyes never left the huge manhood in front of her. Paul continued to stroke it. Faster and faster. It was amazing, she thought. 

"I'm gonna fuck you, and ram your cunt again and again. I'll rip your juicy cunt apart!" Cherry felt flattered. She was so wet by now that she can feel it forming a pool in her panties. Cherry kept still and stared straight ahead. 

Suddenly Paul came.

"Fuck Cherry! Fuck! Uhhghh!" Paul came. 

He shot his load, the first spurt hitting Cherry square in the mouth. She could taste him. She almost fell from her squatted position right there and then. She couldn't believe what just happened. Before she could think, another spurt erupted. 

"Aaaagh!"

This time the cum hit her left eyebrow and cheek. A third one came hitting her hand and knee. The fourth did the same. Finally, the cum stopped hitting her. She couldn't move. She was stunned. 

Paul got up and went to bathroom to wash up. He closed the door of the bathroom and as soon as she saw it close, Cherry ran to the door and, with cum still dripping down her face and hand, got out as fast as she could.

Paul was in the shower when he thought he heard a door close. He thought nothing of it. 

It must be my imagination. (To be Continued)

The Debate Team Pt. 02



As soon as Cherry got out of the room, she sighed in relief. She began to wipe the cum off her face with her bare hands and looked at them. For some reason, she didn't find it disgusting. But she was confused. 

God, what happened back there? It was as if she was in a different world now, different from that surreal world she was in just a few seconds ago. She looked up and down the corridor. 

Thank God nobody's around. She saw the room in front of her, Rica's and Joanna's room, and realized that it was slightly open. She knocked.

Tap tap tap. 

"Rica? Joanna?" 

"I'm here!" said Joanna. 

Joanna is the youngest member of the team. Just a freshman, she was definitely a rising star in the Debate community. A standout in high school debating, great things were expected of her and she immediately proved her worth by breaking into the line up of a very crowded Ateneo pool. She was half Chinese and the only person in the team who was shorter than Cherry. She was very pretty in a Chinese way although her body is definitely still not fully developed. She was actually only 17 years old and has no other life other than school and debating. Cherry liked her. In fact everybody liked her. She was bubbly, she was sweet and she seemed sincere in her greetings. Cherry entered and saw Joanna brushing her hair by the mirror in the middle of the room. 

She ran past her and went straight to the comfort room, saying "I'll use your comfort room ha." 

Inside the CR, she began to wash her hands and as she looked in the mirror. She was shocked to see the extent of what just transpired. Nearly half her face was glistening with cum with some drops on her hair. 

Oh God... She kept saying to herself. 

She tried to spit out what got into her mouth but most of it was already gone, either inadvertently swallowed or absorbed by the mouth. She was disgusted with herself. Yet, she couldn't stop thinking about what she saw. It was the most amazing thing she has ever seen and that's saying a lot considering she's been to Niagra Falls and the Grand Canyon just that past summer. She shook off the thoughts in her mind and focused at the task at hand. She washed her face again and again until there was no more trace of any cum left. She wiped her face with a towel and got out. 

"Hey! How come you're still here?" asked Joanna.

Cherry knew she had to think quickly. If she tells her that she got back to her room, it might get back to Paul that she was in the room when he did his thing. Her excuse must not be far from the truth.

"Oh I was going back to my room to get my breakfast stub but when I got the key from my back pocket, I realized it was there. That's when I saw that this was open so..."

"Ah okay. Is Rica downstairs already?"

"Yeah, everyone is. Except you and Paul, I think."

Joanna finished fixing herself. She looked cute. She knew that and she knew that she has to make a good impression with the international debate community. Who knows? Maybe some boy will notice her.

"Let's go?"

They walked out of the room and got to the elevator. A few seconds after pressing down, it opened, surprisingly empty.

"I guess everybody's downstairs na," Cherry quipped.

They got in. Just as it was about to close, a hand stopped it and it opened again.

"Paul! Good morning!" Joanna excitedly said.

"Good morning Joanna Banana!" Paul said as he entered the elevator. 

He gave her a warm smile. He looked at Cherry and said, "Hey I thought you went ahead?" 

Cherry didn't answer. There was a mixture of embarrassment and seething annoyance that she felt towards Paul. Even after what happened, she didn't like Paul. The dick was different from the dick owner. As far as she was concerned, they were two completely different entities and as much as she liked the former, she hated the latter just as much. She just stared ahead. Joanna answered for her.

"She went back to get her breakfast stub. But before she got to her room, she found it in her pocket."

Thank God she told her that story! Cherry thought. She congratulated herself for a job well done.

"Ah okay." He pressed G for Ground Floor.

"Are you swimming in the pool later this afternoon?" Joanna asked, hopefully.

"Probably not. I didn't bring any swimming trunks," Paul lamented.

Cherry's mind began to wander. She thought of Paul by the pool wearing tight swimming trunks. She could just imagine how that monster cock of his would definitely protrude at such a flimsy material. What a sight to behold!

"HEY!" Paul said to her. Cherry snapped back to reality and realized that they were already on the ground floor and that the two were already outside the elevator waiting for her.

"What are you thinking about?" Joanna laughed.

"You look like you saw a snake!" Paul said. He then walked off towards the buffet. 

7:00 am, Dining Hall. Ateneo table.

Paul comes up to the table.

"Good morning!" he said. 

Rica smiled at him.

"Good morning Paul! Here take this seat, it's unoccupied" she motioned to the seat beside her. 

"Thanks Rica. Wow you saved me a seat!" Paul smiled and sat down.

"In your dreams!" Rica said and elbowing him playfully in the process.

"Good morning dude," Alex said. "How's your roommate?"

"I don't know. She's coming," he answered and yawned.

Cherry and Joanna arrived and they take the seats to the other side of Rica. Paul took this as his cue and stood up. "I'll get food,"

The Breakfast was not exactly part of the debate tournament. It was more of a custom where each school participating show their appreciation for the hosts and their commitment to the spirit of friendly competition. It was also a way for friends from different countries and schools to meet and catch up. Each school will be acknowledged by the hosts and in response, the team would stand up and acknowledge the host. Back in the table, everybody was excited about the upcoming tournament.

"Guys, let's focus on the task at hand. We have a really good chance this year," Alex said.

"Yeah, I think we'll do well," his partner Marvin said.

"Easy for you to say. You have a great teammate," Shelly said. She was the 5th best Debater in the team and the anchor of Team C. Shelly was more on the voluptuous side. She had a pretty face and could've been sexy if only she could control her eating habits. This is in stark contrast to her partner, Kristine, who was very slim and barely registered in the triple digits in the weighing scale. 

"So what are you saying? I'm not good enough for you?" Kristine, her teammate, countered. 

"That's not what I mean. I'm just saying..."

"Yeah yeah yeah... I can say the same about you anyway." The best of friends, theirs was a love-hate relationship.

"The British and Australian teams are always good. Especially that girl from Monash A. If she hits her stride in this tournament, and there's no reason for her not to, there's no stopping her," Rica said nodding towards the girl at the buffet table getting some bread.

The girl was Svetlana Poriskova, the number one debater in the world in all the formats she participated in. She has been number one, two years running and was a success story in her own right. She was a British citizen yet her father was Russian and her mother was German. Now she's debating for an Australian

University. She was a towering figure in the Debate community, figuratively and literally. She stood 6'2 inches at the age of 21, taller than any guy participating. She had a lanky frame and her height was accentuated by her statuesque stance and could pass as one of those slim supermodels. Her pale angelic face was hidden behind her thick dark-rimmed glasses which framed her almond-colored eyes. She had dirty blonde hair which was always tied up at the back, with a few curls falling from each side. She had no suitors, the men intimidated by her height but even more so by her intellect. The smart guys were too small and the tall guys were not smart enough. 

Paul looked at her. She seems nice. 

"Anyway, we'll worry about that tomorrow," Alex said.

"So who's swimming with me later?" Joanna asked.

"I'll swim with you," Rica said. "Paul?"

"I already told Joanna I can't because I didn't bring any trunks", Paul said. He lamented this fact even more now that Rica said that she'll be swimming.

"Trunks?? From what era have you come from?" Rica exclaimed.

Everybody laughed. 

"Nobody wears trunks! Yuck! You know what? Just come with me later when I go shopping, we'll buy you some board shorts," Rica said.

"Sorry ... Okay!" As long as I'm with you, Paul thought.

"Cher? You coming?" Rica turned to Cherry.

"Ah no. I want to sleep. I wasn't able to sleep well last night. Paul snored all night," Cherry said.

"Sorry I was just tired. Plus, that's just how I sleep. Very deep. One time I slept through a thunderstorm AND an earthquake. Probably the best sleep I've had,"

"Well you better fix that. I want to be able to sleep at night. I need my beauty rest"

"Beauty or the Beast?" Paul muttered under his breath which Rica heard and laughed at.

"What did you say?" Cherry heard it as well.

"I said you're the best!" Paul said with a fake smile.

"O sige na tama na. Guys remember, the Opening Ceremonies is at 7:15 pm. Make sure that you don't get left by the bus to NUS... O, We're about to be called." Alex said, halting another word war.

"Ateneo de Manila University, headed by their President, Alexander Reyes," the announcer said.

They all stood up and waved and smiled while the rest of the participants applauded. 

10:00 am. Hotel Lobby. 

Rica was waiting for Paul in the Lobby. After breakfast, Paul said that he had to go up to his room to fix something. 

Rica liked Paul in some ways. While he was definitely not of her social class, he had a lot of things to offer. Paul was sweet and unassuming. Unlike all the blowhards she's dated in the past, Paul was a real person. She always found him interesting. He was a very smart guy but he never pretended to be smarter than he actually was. He didn't have any money but seems to get everything that he needs and never seemed needy. He was a real guy. Interested in sports, read that part first in the newspaper and not the business pages. He was funny, better yet, he was corny. Which she liked because she was too. But now she was getting antsy. 

What's taking him so long? 

The elevator opened and out came Paul. Paul was wearing denim shorts, an Ateneo shirt, and some walking shoes. Rica took note of that. Every guy she met tried to impress her. They'd be like going to a mall and all the guys in her group would be totally made up, obviously trying to impress her. She'd pas through a door and they'd scamper to open it for her. On simple movie gimmicks, the guy would always wear long sleeves, hair all gelled up. Paul was different. Paul would wear what he wanted. And what he wanted was comfort.

"Sorry I took so long," Paul said, looking confused.

"It's okay, was there a problem?" Rica asked.

Paul was in fact confused about something. The reason he went back to the room was to clean up the mess he made under the table when he came a few hours ago. He forgot about it when he went down for breakfast and only remembered it after. He went back to the room immediately but he was surprised to see that there was very little cum on the wall or the carpet. He knew he came a lot but can't seem to find it. 

"Ah nothing." 

He let it go.

So let's go?"

"Yup. Where are we going anyway?" 

"The mall. We'll buy you board shorts and I'll buy some stuff too."

"Okay, just lead." He opened the door for her. 

A taxi was already waiting outside and Rica got in the back. Paul made sure that Rica went in first. As Rica went in, he again took a glance at her ample butt, now covered with tight white pants. Rica sort of knew what was happening and took a bit longer to settle in. Finally, a guy who was not too much of a gentleman, she thought. Paul got in. 

"Orchard Road please," Rica said. 

Room 507

As soon as she saw Paul leave with Rica, Cherry went back up to her room. She had no intention to sleep as a matter of fact. She was so horny all morning that her panties were practically drenched. When she got in, she immediately took off her clothes and immediately touched her pussy. 

Oh shit! She thought. 

"OOHHH," Finally, some relief.

She continued rubbing right there on the doorway, bending her knees a little to open her pussy up a little more. She had two fingers in and was rubbing furiously. She could feel her juices flow down her thighs and she loved it. She rubbed her clit with the other hand, going around in circles while her other hand worked her cunt, thrusting two fingers in and out. She was wet. She was horny, yet she felt as if something was missing. She begrudgingly stopped playing with herself. She walked into the room and saw the table she was under just a few hours ago and felt the compulsion to get under there and she did. She assumed the position she was took when she watched that magnificent cock get jerked and stroked. She was squatting, her pussy wide open, exactly what she wanted. 

Her hand went down again and her pussy willingly accepted her two fingers again. 

"Ohhh shit. Yeahhh," She was impossibly horny. 

She could just imagine that cock again getting pumped in front of her. She could remember the cock with amazing detail, the product of staring at it intently for about five minutes. She continued to finger her wet cunt. She was disappointed however that no matter how horny she was, something seems to still be missing. She got out. She knew what she wanted. She knew that this would make everything complete. 

She went to Paul's side of the room and saw his bag. Very carefully, she opened it and searched. She couldn't find the thing she wanted and was getting very agitated. Just then she saw a small blue bag beside it and opened it. 

There it is! She took it out and practically ran back to the table. She went underneath and squatted. With one hand rubbing her pussy, her left hand adjusted Paul's used white briefs and put it on top of her nose. She inhaled deeply. Immediately, Paul's manly scent filled her nostrils. She inhaled deeper. She could smell the scent of his raw dick on the briefs. She loved it. And her pussy loved it. She was transported to a different place. A dream world. It was almost like she was on drugs. After two inhalations, she came. Her body convulsed and shook with the force of the orgasm hitting her. Nevertheless, she never took the briefs off of her nose and instead she inhaled even deeper. She absolutely loved the smell of Paul's dick. With it, she can imagine the scene better, as if it was actually happening again. She even stuck her tongue out to taste the cloth. She could taste precum on the briefs, a taste she recognized after going down on her past boyfriends and lovers. She sucked on the briefs and inhaled again. She continued to finger her pussy with her fingers. Her pussy hair was matted as it got soaked by her cum. 

"Mmmmmm, Ooooh... Mmmmpppppfffff" She kept saying. 

She was close to getting insane with ecstasy. She inhale again and again. She could not get enough of the smell of Paul's dick. She continued to finger herself as she did so. She wanted one more finger in but her small pussy couldn't take it. 

Oh shit Paul!

She thought. She was disappointed with herself in some ways when she couldn't push one more finger in because it meant that she couldn't take that gorgeous cock in if she had the opportunity. She forced it in, and it hurt. Three fingers in and she was in pain, but instead of stopping, she went on fingering. She inhaled some more and every time she did, the pain became less and less. 

"FUUUCKKK!! I WANT YOUR COCK!!" She screamed. She was about to cum.

"YOUR COCK! YOUR COCK! OH THAT FUCKING COCK! Oh shit. Oh shit. OH SHIT. ARRGGGHHHHHHH!"

Another orgasm hit her. It was intense. More than the first one. She lost her balance and had to let go of the briefs to balance herself. Instead of dropping the briefs on the floor, she stuffed it in her mouth. Her orgasm made her cunt convulse and forced her fingers out. She finally lost her balance totally and fell on the floor, still shaking like an epileptic. Her clit was throbbing fast and her cunt lips quivered. Without any strength, tired and visibly spent, she fell asleep, with Paul's briefs still in her mouth as her cum flowed freely out of her quivering, exhausted cunt.

(to be continued)



The Debate Team Pt. 03



Orchard Road 10:45 am.

Orchard Road is the shopping center of Singapore. It was filled with department stores and other establishments which sell a variety of things from clothes to shoes to food. It had movie theaters, parlors, restaurants as well as hotels. Anything you want to buy is in Orchard Road and that's where Rica and Paul went.

"Is there a money changer here? I need to change money," Paul asked.

"Yup, there's one right there," Rica replied pointing at an establishment.

While Paul was having his money changed, Rica noticed that there was a salon beside it. As soon as Paul finished, Rica pulled him towards the salon. 

"I know exactly what you need. You need a haircut!"

"Wait wait... wait," Paul rushed to stuff his money inside his wallet. His wallet fell and Rica immediately picked it up.

"Go, go get in, I'll fix this. Ask how much a haircut is and how much is a trim for me," Rica said, getting up and fixing Paul's disorganized wallet.

"Your wallet is a mess!"

"Let me do it," Paul interjected and tried to grab the wallet from Rica.

Rica avoided his attempt.

"I said go in and ask!" Rica said pushing Paul towards the door.

Unable to do anything about the situation, Paul just decided to go in and do what she said. In the meantime, Rica fixed his wallet. It was full of receipts, a couple of motel VIP cards and not much cash. It had a couple of pictures of Paul, 2×2s and passport size. There were a couple of IDs and not much cash. She can't seem to stuff the money in as well as she wanted and when she inspected the bill slot, she saw the culprits. There were three packs of condoms cramming the place. She read the label. "Big O Super XL ultralubricant condoms. For the Big Man with the Smooth Moves". 

Whoa. Is this really his? Is he really big? 

Just then, she saw Paul walking back towards her. She immediately forced the money in and gave it to Paul. 

"Yeah here you do it," handing it to Paul. "So how much?"

After telling her how much, Paul fixed his wallet. He saw his VIP cards and his condoms. 

Did she see them??? Fuck...They entered the salon.

After they got their hair done, Paul looked at Rica. She was even prettier than earlier. She had her hair treated a bit and made it a bit wavy. This made her look like a celebrity although she has never seen a celebrity as beautiful as she was right then. She looked a tad more sophisticated which matched her personality.

After paying, they set off to buy his board shorts.

They got into a store that specialized in beach wear. Rica rummaged through the selection and picked out three designs. One orange, one green and one blue.

"Go try this in the fitting room then show it to me." Rica ordered.

Paul got in the dressing room. He tried the orange one which was a bit tight. He got out and showed it to Rica.

"Hmm... turn around," Rica told Paul. 

Paul followed. As he was turning, Rica noticed that Paul had a bit of a bulge. It didn't seem to be a hard on type of a bulge. It was just a bulge. 

"It's too small. I'll get a bigger one," Rica said.

"No don't bother. I don't like the design anyway. Just give me a bigger size of the blue one," Paul said.

"You're not trying the green one?" Rica asked, testing.

"No self respecting Atenean would be caught wearing green." Paul said, smiling wryly.

"Hahaha, I knew it," Rica said and left to get a bigger size of the blue board shorts.

She got back to the dressing room and handed him the shorts. A few seconds later, Paul came out, modeling the blue one.

There was still a bulge, Rica noticed. "Perfect!" Paul smiled. 

Room 507. 12:30 pm.

Toorooroot! Toorooroot!

The phone kept ringing. Cherry woke up with a start. She sat up all of a sudden and the ensuing blood flow made her head throb.

Awww fuck!

She looked at herself. She was naked, her pussy still a bit damp and her whole body was aching as a result of sleeping in an uncomfortable surface and at an unusual position. 

What time is it? She thought. She checked her phone and saw the digital clock turn 12:31 pm. 

Toooroooot! Toooorooot!

She reached for the still ringing hotel phone.

"Hello" she said, sounding tired.

"Hi Cherry! Hahaha..."

"O Joanna, what?"

"Did I wake you up?"

"You did."

"Sorry..."

"It's okay, Jo. Sup?"

"Have you eaten lunch? Rica still hasn't returned and I don't really know where to get food here," Joanna explained.

Cherry thought for a second. She wanted to sleep but she knows that she has to get up already and eat. Her stomach grumbled.

"Where you?"

"Our room, right across yours," Joanna chirped.

"Okay wait, can you just come over here for a while?" Cherry said. She stood up. Still feeling weak she dragged her naked aching body towards the door. Along the way she saw her clothes and collected it and threw it in the closet.

Ring!

"Yeah wait, Joanna", Cherry said. She got the bathrobe from the closet, wore it and opened the door. Turning back around she said to Joanna, " I'll just wash up"

"Okay, I'll watch TV. Take your time."

As soon as Joanna entered the room, she smelled a slight musky scent in the air. She couldn't quite figure out what it was but she knew that it was something she was familiar with. She just didn't now what it was at that time. 

Cherry got in the CR and immediately turned on the shower. She needed a cold one.

Joanna looked around the room. She noticed that a big dark blue bag was beside the bed nearest to the door. 

That must be Paul's bag. 

She looked for the remote. It wasn't near the TV. Both beds were fixed and empty which surprised her since she knew that Cherry was sleeping when she called. She knew that she didn't fix the bed because that would have taken too much time. She saw the remote on the table beside the phone. She walked towards it when she felt something get stuck in her shoe. She bent over to get it, thinking it was a face towel. When she got it, she thought she guessed right, feeling that it was wet. Upon further inspection however, she realized that it was a used pair of white briefs that was soaked in the crotch area.

"Eeeww!" she exclaimed suddenly dropping the underwear back to where it was.

Cherry heard her and turned off the shower.

"Jo? Are you alright?"

Joanna thought fast. "Yeah I'm okay! I uh...ah... uhm, I saw a spider,"

"What?"

"Nothing! I'm okay!"

"Okay. Just wait for me."

Joanna grabbed the remote and sat at the edge of the bed. She turned on the TV. She couldn't understand what she was watching. Her mind was wandering, thinking about what she saw and held. 

Was that a pair of briefs? Was that Paul's? Of course. He's the only guy who is billeted in this room! Why was it on the floor away from the rest of his stuff? Why was it soaked when Kuya Paul left more than two hours ago? Where did Cherry sleep? All this was on her mind when the CR door opened. She was startled a bit and got up from the bed quickly as if she did something wrong.

"Can I uh, ah, ah use the CR?" Joanna asked.

"Yeah sure, the floor's wet though," Cherry warned.

Joanna got in quickly and washed her hand. She was still very confused and cleaned her hand twice. Cherry looked at what Joanna was watching on TV. It was the BBC. Uninterested, she turned towards her bed when out of the corner of her eye she saw the briefs that she abused a couple of hours ago. 

Oh shit! Did Joanna see this!? Was that why she reacted that way? 

She didn't have time to think. She got the briefs and stuffed it back in Paul's laundry bag. She composed herself and convinced herself that Joanna could not have seen what it was since you have to see it up close to recognize what it was. She went back to her bed and removed her bathrobe. 

Joanna came out of the shower and saw Cherry stark naked from behind.

"Oh sorry!" Joanna said, embarrassed, she stepped back into the CR.

Cherry turned around to face Joanna.

"Hey Jo, it's okay, all girls here"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah... well I know I am. Are you?" she asked teasingly.

"Hahaha, you know what I mean," Joanna said, still in the CR.

"Yeah I know, and it's okay. You can come out. Watch what you're watching.

The TV I mean"

"Mmkay!" Joanna slowly got out of the CR and went back to the edge of Cherry's bed to watch TV. 

Still naked, Cherry approached the edge of the bed, watching the TV as well. They were now both watching the BBC news, Joanna sitting on the edge and Cherry standing up right beside her.

"O what's the news about?" Cherry asked with her eyes focused on the TV. She was now drying up her legs and she turned her back at Joanna. She bent over and in the process, she fully exposed her pussy from behind to Joanna. Joanna tried not to look but she couldn't help it. She stared at her pussy for a few seconds, trying hard not to be seen staring.

Cherry's pussy was a bit puffy and pinkish. She could see the inner folds a bit. There were a few hairs sticking out from the side even though they weren't really long. She could also see her clit which she thought was a lot bigger than hers and the hood was protruding a bit. I guess that's what a non-virgin pussy looks like, she thought. She thought it was beautiful.

She hoped that hers looked like that and not as plain as it is now. Cherry stood up and faced Joanna again and was now openly drying up her pubic hair in front of Joanna. 

"Hey the news..."

"Ah something about China and Tibet... the usual." Rica said quickly. She glanced at her perky breasts. They were full and crowned with light brown nipples. They were not big but they were the perfect size for her. Cherry was proud of them and her boyfriend loved them.

"Are you okay?" Cherry asked.

"Yeah... it's just that...," Joanna began.

"What? You can tell me," Cherry said.

"It's just that I have never seen another naked person before. Girl or boy, and I'm kinda uncomfortable."

"Oh I'm sorry. I'm sorry," immediately she put on her panties and shorts.

"Sorry, I used to room with Rica and we're like naked half the time in our room."

"It's okay, you don't have to apologize Cher. I'm just not used to it. But I'm okay. I'm cool with it. To each her own." Joanna assured her.

Cherry was putting on her tank top already and began brushing her hair.

"You should be okay with it. You have the same stuff anyway, Right?"

"Yeah I do noh! Haha", Joanna said.

"By the way, clear your sched the night after tomorrow ha. The girls have a surprise for you"

"Surprise? What surprise?" Joanna's eyes lit up.

"Secret! Just wait for it. Okay?"

"Okay." Joanna was excited. She can't wait. "Come on let's go. I'm starving!" 

1:00 pm Hotel Lobby.

Paul and Rica arrived from their shopping. Rica bought several items like a few wine bottles, a couple of shirts as well as a new book by an author that Paul did not recognize. Other than the board shorts, Paul bought a souvenir shirt and nothing else. They had lunch at a Mandarin restaurant which cost quite a bit of money. Paul did not have a lot of money to begin with and he wanted to make sure that he did not spend too much on things that he could get free. Like food. But it was a fun day. Rica seemed to like him, as a friend at least. He found her very interesting which says a lot since he doesn't normally find rich people interesting. He always finds them superficial. He hated being with them because try as he might, he can't help but be plastic with them. He'd laugh at their jokes in a fake way which made him uncomfortable. 

But Rica was different. She was really down to earth and he was surprised to find out that she was starting a foundation for street children with her parents. Her parents were devout Christians and this influenced Rica a lot. Still, he can't see himself being Rica's boyfriend. They were still too different. Rica had everything while he worked for everything he had. 

Not that he was ashamed of it. He was in fact proud of his accomplishments. At his young age, he was self sufficient and does not rely on his parents for money. He had an internet job that helps him get by and has made some connections that allowed him to get some perks. Rica was not for her, he convinced himself. He decided to focus on being just a good friend.

"I just realized you brought me along so that you'll have someone to carry all your stuff!" Paul jokingly said.

"That's not a lot! And stop complaining. Be thankful, I'm helping you lose weight!" Rica laughed.

"Hey, I'm not fat. That's pure muscle!"

"Muscle? You call that muscle?" She squeezed his biceps. It was hard. But she didn't say it. 

Instead she said, "E how come it's so soft?" 

"Oooohhh did you just cup a feel?"

"Hell no!"

"Should I bring this upstairs to your room?"

"Could you please? I have a meeting in a few minutes," she handed him her key.

"Meeting for what?" Paul asked. He wasn't invited to any meeting.

"For the tournament. Some things we need to iron out before the tournament starts tomorrow." Rica said.

"Ah yeah you're part of the Executive committee. Okay. How do I return the key to you? Where can I find you after?"

"Keep it first. I don't know where the meeting is yet," Rica brought out her phone and dialed.

"Okay see you later," Paul said. He turned towards the elevator. Right before he entered the elevator, Rica called him.

"Hey Paul! Thanks again!" He just smiled and nodded.

After putting down Rica's stuff in her room, Paul decided to go to the coffee shop downstairs. He had a complimentary stub that he could use and decided that it was as good a time as any to use it. When he got out of the elevator, he noticed that there were a lot of people around the Front Desk area.

They were mostly students about his age, participants in the tournament as well. They had just arrived which was quite normal since a lot of schools usually come in just the day before the start of the tournament to save money for hotel room fees. They'd rather spend one day more after the tournament rather than one day before. 

He walked towards the coffee shop, away from the mad scene at the front desk.

"Just where do you think you're going?" a voice boomed.

Paul stopped. The voice was directed at him. For a second he was startled but he then recognized the voice. He turned around and sure enough it was his good friend.

"Mahmoud!" Paul exclaimed. Paul cannot believe that Mahmoud al-Zarawi of King Abdulaziz University was here. 

Mahmoud was his closest friend in the entire debate community. He stood 6'1 and weighed about 350 lbs. As big as he was, his voice was even bigger. You can hear him from across the entire hotel lobby.

"I didn't think you'd make it!" Paul said.

"Yeah I know, my friend. Praise be Allah! We almost ran out of gas you know?" he elbowed Paul, letting him know that it was a joke. Saudi Arabia, the country where Mahmoud came from, is the biggest oil producer in the World. Mahmoud was a comedian like himself and it was one of two things that Paul particularly liked about him.

"Hahaha! That's not funny man. Gas prices are soaring! Tell your dad to open the faucet a bit so that the prices would go down!" Paul said.

Mahmoud was the only son of an oil magnate and thus was the lone male heir to the family fortune. He was loaded with money and was never shy to spend it. Paul always mentioned this to him to which Mahmoud would always defend his spending ways by saying, "People who don't have money want money to spend. I have money. Why should I not spend it?" Sound logic and it became a running joke between the two.

"What are you complaining about anyway? Last time I checked, you didn't have a car!" Mahmoud exclaimed.

He always talked with an excited tone but when he's with Paul, it's like he cranks it up a notch. Mahmoud did not mean what he said as an insult. The financial disparity between them was a joke between them. Paul played the poor pauper and in turn, Mahmoud played the rich tyrant.

"That's by choice! I live right across the street where I go to school! I don't need a car," Paul defended himself.

"Of course you do! What about girls? That's why you don't have a girlfriend! No wheels, no girls, no boom boom! Hahahahaha!"

"Hey, if a girl needs a ride, She can ride this!" he pointed to his crotch area. They both laughed. From behind Mahmoud, a girl wearing in full chador attire, the Muslim attire for women which is basically a long loose robe which covers their entire body, and a veil, moved towards Paul.

"Hello Paul," the girl said in a cheerful if a bit muffled voice. Paul stopped laughing, embarrassed that the girl probably heard his crude joke.

"Saheera!" Paul was pleasantly surprised and quite shocked to see Saheera, Mahmoud's younger sister and about a fourth of his weight. Paul punched Mahmoud in the arm which made him stop laughing.

"Dude, you didn't tell me Saheera was here!"

"I didn't have the chance!" Mahmoud laughed.

"Saheera how are you? Listen, we were just joking okay? It was your brother's fault!" he punched Mahmoud again.

"It's okay Paul. It's not like we've only met. You can't possibly pretend you're an innocent guy!" Saheera giggled.

"Hahahaha!" they all laughed.

Saheera was right. He can't pretend that he was an innocent guy. Not to Saheera, especially after the All-Asians Tournament in Manila a mere four months ago. After that tournament, he found himself making out with Saheera at the back of Mahmoud's rented car. They were on their way to the airport when they had to go back to the hotel because Mahmoud left a bag in his hotel room. While Mahmoud was retrieving his bag, Paul decided to test the waters with Saheera and she was only too willing to oblige having had a crush on Paul for the longest time. While he only got as far as feeling her breasts through her robe, it was a memory that always stuck in his mind. 

Over the past few months, they have been exchanging emails and got to know each other better. Naughty emails went back and forth. This served as foreplay between them until Saheera said two weeks ago that she would not be able to attend the tournament.

That was the last time he heard from her. And now she's here and he couldn't be happier.

Saheera is the best kept secret in the tournament in terms of beauty. While Rica is certainly the most beautiful overall, Saheera had the absolute perfect face. It had no pores whatsoever, no scars of any kind, no blemishes, nor any minor bumps nor discolorations. She had the face of an angel. A dusky angel. An innocent face. She had jet black eyes which light up especially behind the veil. She wore no make up, not even face powder. She weighed only about 103 lbs. and stood about 5'4. Very few people knew how beautiful she was because of her veil. She only took it off while eating and during the debate itself which provided minimal chances of seeing just how exceptionally beautiful she is. While she really isn't required to wear a veil, she wears it anyway because of her shyness. This made Paul feel special about himself. He knew the best kept secret in the world.

"Anyway, I'll see you later Paul. I have to rush, I am late for the Execom meeting!" Mahmoud said.

"Where is it held anyway?" Paul asked. He was wondering where Rica went.

"At a restaurant across the street actually. I don't know the name. I'll just look for them," Mahmoud replied.

"I won't come with you anymore. I feel tired, I want to rest," Saheera said.

"You said you were coming with me!" Mahmoud protested.

"That could take a couple of hours Mahmoud," Saheera complained. Mahmoud, being the older of the two, was a gentle giant of some sorts and he like being bossed around by his little sister.

"Okay okay. Just get back to our room. Don't go anywhere without telling me okay? I'll be back around 4 pm," Mahmoud searched his pockets for the key and handed it to her.




The Debate Team Pt. 03



"Here." 

He was a protective older brother. He knew that anything can happen in these places. Hotels make people horny and crazy. He saw a free map in one of the stands and picked it up.

"Okay. What room are we in again?"

"Ehhh 607," he answered absentmindedly, examining the map.

"607," she repeated, staring at Paul while she said it.

Paul caught her look and stared back.

"Bye Paul, nice meeting you again." Saheera cheerfully said. She turned around towards the elevator.

"Bye Saheera!" Paul watched her walk towards the elevator. None of this was seen by Mahmoud who was busy with the map.

"So my friend what will you be doing for the meantime?"

"Oh I was just about to grab a cup of coffee actually. I guess I'll do that." He watched Saheera walk towards the elevator. Just before she got in, she turned around and held Paul's gaze for a second.

"Well, I really have to go!" pocketing the map.

"I'll see you later at the University?"

"Yes of course. Nice seeing you my friend," Paul smiled. 

They gave each other a hug. Mahmoud went towards the front entrance and Paul walked towards the coffee shop. After five steps, he turned around and ran towards the elevator. It opened and he got in. He pressed 5 for fifth floor. He got out on the 5th Floor but instead of stopping at his room, he ran past it and headed towards the service stairs. He ran up the stairs like Rocky Balboa in Rocky, and stopped at the sixth. He peeked at the corridor and, seeing that it's empty, he ran towards Room 607. His adrenalin was flowing through every blood vessel in his body. He could not run fast enough. When he got to the room, he stopped. He looked up and down the corridor to check again if anybody saw him. He was about to ring the bell when the door suddenly opened and he was pulled in.

Saheera jumped into him, her lithe legs wrapped around his waist. She kissed him and he kissed back. They were like long lost lovers which, in a way, they were. Her long slender fingers ran through his newly cut hair while they kissed passionately. Their tongues slid across each other, like wild snakes mating. He tried to suck her tongue and she did the same. Her breath was heavenly and pure. Paul thought that he could do this forever. She moved her kisses towards his neck licking the base of his chin and sliding down outside her throat. Paul sucked on her earlobe and leaned against the door.

"Mmmmm" 

"Ohhhh Yesss.. Paul.. Ooooh Paul."

"Ohhh Saheera... mmmm"

"Ahhh ... I miss you... Mmmmm"

"Uhmmm... mmm... ahhh Oh yes... I miss you too"

Saheera moaned and moaned. She kept kissing his neck then went back to his lips. They kissed again. More and more they tried to suck each other's mouth. She licked her all over her face while he took off her head wear. Her hair flowed out, long dark waves, as black as the Arab night that seem to make her even wilder.

Paul was overwhelmed with what was happening. He waited for this for so long. Too long. He ran his hand all over her robe covered body and that's when he realized that she was completely naked underneath. He made sure and put his hand in through the back of her robe and immediately felt her wet hairy pussy. He looked at her and she looked at him. She smiled. He gave her a questioning look and she nodded. With all his strength she pushed her up to his shoulders. Her legs were now draped over his broad shoulders.

They held each other's gaze and Saheera took the front of her robe and covered his head. He was now in heaven. Immediately he dove into her naked cunt. Her smell was sweet and inviting. One lick of her slippery tongue and she came.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH! PAUL! AHHHHH! PAUL!!OH YES...YES! YES!! OH SHHIIIIIITTTT!!" Paul turned his body so that now she had her back towards the door. He moved forward and her body hit the door.

BRAGAG!!

"Ooooohhh ... ooohhh... nghhh"

Instead of feeling pain, she felt more pleasure. She was coming again and she shook violently. Afraid to fall down. She pushed up against the ceiling to steady herself. She could feel Paul's tongue probing inside her tight dripping cunt. She could feel every millimeter of his tongue touching the wet slippery walls of her dripping pussy.

"Oh shit! Oh Yes! That's it Paul! Lick it! Lick it! Taste me! Eat me! Suck my clit! Ngggghhh My pussy is yours! OHHHHH!"

Saheera had the thickest bush that Paul had ever seen. Nevertheless, it had absolutely no foul smell at all and he found himself excited by it. He licked more and more. His tongue found her engorged, throbbing clit and he flicked at it with his stiff tongue.

"Aww shit I'm coming again! Fuck!!" Those dirty words could never possibly match the angelic heavenly face she had. She pushed up the ceiling with one hand and slammed the door with his left fist. She was in ecstasy. She has never felt this before and she was going mad. She held his head against her pussy, forcing him to suck more and more. Paul didn't mind. It seems that Saheera was a gusher. Her cum gushed and squirted to his waiting mouth. He sucked it and swallowed it all. He loved the taste and loved the fact that he was licking this girl's juicy little cunt. She shook again and this time, growing tired, Paul had to set her down. When they were face to face again, Saheera saw how wet Paul's face is. He was masked with cum from the nose down to his chest, matting his sparse chest hair.

"Oh wow. I'm sorry..." Saheera started. He ran her hand on the wet area.

"Don't be. I should be thanking you." They kissed again.

She tasted her own juices from Paul's wet lips. They went to her bed. Paul took off his shirt whose collars were also wet. He took off his shoes and began to unzip his shorts. He watched Saheera take off her robe. Just as she thought, she was flawless. Her dark sun kissed skin was majestic if not outright holy. Not an inch of her body was imperfect. She had ample breasts and brown nipples which were crested perfectly atop of her glorious mounds. Her pussy hair was thick and untouched by a razor. They were all natural Everything about her was fresh and natural. A Catholic, he found himself thanking Allah.

He pulled her closer and began sucking on her left breast. "Don't... Don't... leave any mark. Ohhhh," She warned between gasps for air.

"Mnnnggghhhhh... "

"I won't. Mmmm... hurppp hurppp llhuchhh" He had no intention of putting a blemish on this ode to beauty and purity. That would be like vandalizing the Sistine Chapel. He licked around the nipples, never actually touching them. This drove her crazy and she began to move her body so that her nipples would touch his tongue. He avoided it and this made her wild with frustration.

"Suck 'em! Suck my nipples please!" She pleaded. He stopped and looked at her.

"What did you say?" He watched her angelic, innocent, beautiful face say 

"Suck my nipples Paul, Please!"

That drove him over the edge and began sucking her nipple with abandon.

"Ohhhh! Ohhhhhh! There! Go!... Yeah,... uh-huh. Mmmmm. Yeah...mmm. Oh,"

"Take your shorts off" Saheera said. She stepped back so that Paul can stand up to take off his shorts. She was crazy with anticipation. She couldn't wait to see Paul's naked dick. She wanted it bad. Paul stood up and with one stroke of a hand, his shorts fell off. His boxers followed and Saheera gasp at the sight. Her eyes widened in shock. 

Holy Shit! 

"What the hell is that?!" Saheera exclaimed.

"What?" Paul asked.

"That, that! That thing! Is that real?"

"Yeah it is" said Paul. He was usually proud of his dick but was now he was a bit concerned. Saheera came closer, she looked at Paul then reached down to grab his dick. She felt strangely powerful. Like she held a weapon. It was big. It was enormous. 

"I can't even get my fingers around it!" Her mind was in shambles.

She was still horny as she was but fear gripped her. 

"Lick it," Paul requested.

Without saying a word, Saheera got down on the floor. Paul sat at the corner of the bed. Se licked it. Her entire tongue was barely bigger than the cock head. Holy Shit! 

"Suck it Saheera"

She tried. She opened her tiny little mouth wide. Then wider. Like she was taking an oral examination at the doctors office. It was he only way to get the cock head into her mouth.

"It won't fit!" Saheera complained.

"Yes you can! Go on...," Paul encouraged her. 

Saheera tried again and this time she was able to put the cockhead in and about an inch of the shaft. But that was it. Any deeper and she would surely gag. So she focused on sucking that. She licked and licked that hard, massive cock. She varied it by sucking his balls alternately while jerking his dick. All the while she tried to think if it would fit her tiny cunt. She got into it. She sucked on the head hard with tiny licks in between.

His dick tasted so good. She licked some more. She tried to put more in her mouth."Nggggaaaaahhhhh"

"Mmmmmmm"

"This is delicious Paul," she looked at him straight in the eye then licked the hole.

"Arrrggghhh, Saheera. Mmmmmm. Oh yes. Lick it. Oh god... suck it with your tiny mouth." Paul massaged her hair while lightly pressing her head toward his dick.

"Mmmmm. Paul..."

Paul knew he had to have her right there and then. He can no longer wait. Paul pulled her up and laid her on the bed. It was time. Saheera's mind was going crazy. She wanted it so bad. Except for one thing. Paul began to position himself on top of Saheera. He had his dick in his hand, ready for action. Ready for battle.

"Paul stop. Wait,"

Did he hear her right? Did she just say stop? "What? What's wrong?," Paul asked.

Saheera sat up in bed and Paul knew that she was about to tell him something big.

"It's my husband." Saheera said, looking down on the bed. Immediately after she said the word husband, she felt guilty and closed her legs up.

"Hus-Husband?," Paul asked, confused.

"Yeah husband"

"Husband husband?" Paul asked. The shock finally getting to him. His dick limped down and Saheera noticed it. She felt dejected.

"Yes husband husband!" she couldn't look at him in the eyes and instead found her eyes focusing on his dick. Oh that sweet cock. She bit her lower lip.

"You're married? When did this happen," Paul said. 

He sat up in bed beside Saheera. He felt betrayed. He felt hurt. Like a jealous boyfriend who just found out his girlfriend was cheating on him.

"Two weeks ago. That's why I stopped emailing you," she answered in a soft voice, practically a whisper.

That answered some questions in Paul's mind but not all, 

"So who's the bastard? I mean, lucky guy? Sorry..."

"It's okay, I understand. Uhm you know him actually. Malik?"

"Malik?!" this just keeps getting worse and worse.

"You married Malik?" Paul asked incredulously. He did know Malik. How could he not?

Malik Abdul Rahman was a former debater who participated in these tournaments as well. He was a handsome guy, practically a model in their University. His looks made him popular with the girls but not with the guys. He had an abrasive personality towards guys and had a mean streak. Last year he and Paul got into a fight after Paul's panel of adjudicators voted against Malik's team in the double octos. Instead of giving his team the second place and thus would allow them to advance to the next round, Tokyo University got the edge from the judges. It was a split decision, 3-2, and it effectively ended Malik's debating career. Malik approached him after the decision and Paul thought he was going to shake his hand. Instead Malik shoved him hard against the wall and threw a punch at him. Luckily, Paul was able to avoid the punch and shove him out of the way. Malik stumbled and fell on the chairs, unable to control his momentum. He stood up immediately and went after Paul in front of everybody but he was stopped by Mahmoud. Malik dejected left the scene after giving Paul a warning. "I'll see you around my friend," was Malik's parting words. "Anytime Malik," Paul said. He wasn't going to back down from anybody. His father didn't raise a pussy. "You punch like a girl Malik!"

But now it was Paul who felt like a loser.

"Yes, I married Malik," a tear fell from Saheera's eye. Paul felt bad, but he had to comfort her. He wrapped his arm around her naked shoulders.

"It was an arrangement Paul. I had no choice," Saheera pleaded with him. "Please understand,"

"So why did you invite me here in the first place and do everything that we just did? What was that about? And those emails? I thought we connected..." Paul asked, exasperated with the entire situation.

Here he was thinking that he was about to fall in love with this beautiful Arab princess and it turns out that she already got married without telling him.

"Were you just being a tease?" Paul said. He looked at Saheera. Her long flowing hair over her shoulders up to the small of her back. Those words stung her. She didn't know that it would hurt this much but it did and he had every right to say them.

"Of course not!" Saheera defended herself. "I wanted you."

"Did you really?"

"I do. I just couldn't tell you about Malik. I wanted you so bad. In a sexual kind of way I wanted you so bad. I couldn't tell you because I know you would not touch me if I told you I was married," Saheera sighed.

Her eyes focused back on Paul's now soft cock. It was still enormous. She wanted to just grab it and stuff it in her sad little cunt. I was so close! Why couldn't I keep my mouth shut?

"So you were planning to tell me after we have sex?" Paul asked.

He felt her forefinger trace the length of a dick. It tickled him and excited him at the same time. Saheera had to smile a bit when she saw how his dick reacted to her playfulness. Sheepishly, she answered his question.

"Well... yeah... I was planning to. Was that so bad?" she gave him a pleading look. Paul had to laugh a bit. 

"You're one crazy little girl," His anger has began to dissipate as his lust returned.

"I'm not a little girl! I'm a married woman!" Saheera had to laugh as well.

"So what made you change your mind?"

"About what?" 

"About having sex with me. If you wanted me, why did you make me stop then? Was it guilt?"

"No."

"You felt guilty didn't you? Being married and all?"

"No honestly. It wasn't guilt," she looked at him.

"Then what is it?" he played with her hair and earlobe while Saheera ran her fingers from the top of his hardening cock to its hairy base.

"Well it was this."

"What?"

"This. Your cock Paul", she gripped his dick with her hand. Her fingers not meeting her palm.

"What do you mean? What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong is that it's too big Paul," Saheera smiled sadly at him. Paul reached over and rubbed her hairy pussy. He noticed that it was still wet. He let a finger slide down the slit, towards the drenched hole. 

"Ohhhh," Saheera ,moaned. 

She closed her eyes. Why is he doing this to me? Her mind was screaming, her body was yearning.

It made her grip his dick harder like a vise. 

"I'm sure your pussy can take it," Paul tried to convince her. He thrust in deeper and felt that it was very tight for a married woman. He began to finger her slowly.

"Ahhhhhh my god. Ooooh... Paul. It's not that... Ooohhh... that's good, yeah... it's..."

"What is it then?"

"Paul, if I let this Ahhhhh! mmm monster of yours into my tight pussy, Oh shit... nggghhh ...he'll know that I did it with someone else. Ooohhhh mmmmmmh hhhmmmmmm," Saheera explained. It was the truth.

"Ohhhh..."

"Well why did you invite me to have sex then?"

"I didn't know it was this uhmmmmmmm big! I aaaahhhh didn't know! Ohhhhh," she continued to stroke his dick, it was like giving a handjob to a Coke can.

"Ahhhhhh, that's it. Faster. But I told you in the emails... remember?" Paul was enjoying this conversation more and more. She rubbed her again and again. Feeling her soft folds and wet walls.

"I thought you were... oooohhhhhh... ahhhhh... yeah... yeah... ngghhhh... exaggerating you know? I didn't know you were actually selling, selling, ahhhhh uhhhmm, selling, ahhh ooohhhh selling, ahhhhh yourself short... Ohhhhhh"

His fingers felt heavenly inside her feminine folds. Each thrust was now being met by a thrust of her hips, making the friction harder. They stopped talking. He concentrated on getting her off again. He rubbed using long hard strokes, making sure she felt every slide of his hard fingers.

"Ohhh yes... Ohhh yes! Yess, Yesss! I'm cumming!..." She had to let go of his dick. She was grabbing her hair, her pillow, the bedsheet. Everything.

"Here... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa hhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh!" Her legs straightened up as her orgasm went through every inch of her dusky body. She then collapsed, breathing heavily. After a few seconds, while recovering, she felt her bed move. Paul was getting out.

"Where you going? We have an hour left," Saheera asked between short breaths.

"You seem satisfied," Paul asked. She didn't like the tone of that.

"Are you still angry with me?" she got up and sat up in bed. She watched Paul grab his clothes.

"I don't know. Forget it," Paul said, shaking his head.

"I'm sorry Paul. I just can't. You know I would love to feel you in me!"

"I don't know that Saheera, I-"

"Yes you do! You know that!" he took his shorts from the bed. Saheera grabbed it back."Why are you doing this? Why are you hurting me by saying those words?" Saheera's tears began to flow. Paul stood in front of her.

"Give it back Saheera," he was tired.

"No!"

"Saheera...," Paul wanted to leave. He can't stand being with her and not be able to be with her.

"He could kill me Paul. It gives him a right to do so if he finds out that I do something like this. And he's capable of doing that," She pleaded. She sobbed.

"Why can't you understand that? I want you so bad that it hurts me so much not to feel you inside me. I've been waiting for so long for this and I just can't. I can't. For our own safety. He could kill you too," Saheera sobbed, shaking, lamenting the situation.

"Saheera," Paul cupped her pretty face. He wiped her tears with her thumbs. "I'm sorry too. I'm not taking it against you anymore."

Sahera continued to weep. "It's just that I can't stay here. I can't stay with you here and not try do get in you." Paul felt the burden of his own situation.

"Sniff..." It was the sweetest and naughtiest thing she has ever heard.

"If I stay here, right here, right now, Saheera, I could go crazy. I'm gonna lose my mind." Her eyes looked deep into her. They were in a bad situation. Two lovers separated by a bad stroke of luck. "So, I'm sorry. I have to go," Paul picked up his shorts and started to walk away. He stopped after a few steps to wear his boxers.

"My ass," Saheera said.

"What was that?" Paul asked. He was now bringing up his walking shorts. "What did you say?" 

Saheera got out of bed and came up to Paul. She was no longer crying but still had a pleading look with her. She pushed him against the wall.

"If I let you do my ass, would you?"

"Saheera...," he didn't want her to degrade herself for him. She was too good a woman for that.

"Would you? Would you Paul?"

"Saheera you don't have to do this..."

"No this isn't just for you. This is for me too. Can't you see?"

"What do you mean?," Paul was getting confused.

Saheera kissed his chest. She kissed his neck sending shivers through his body. "Would you Paul?"

"Saheera, I'm no longer mad... you don't have to do this." His dick started to grow again, betraying the words he just spoke.

"I'm not doing this so that you won't get mad at me, Paul. I found a loophole. This is for me more than it is for you," Saheera pulled down his shorts as well as his boxers. His dick spring out, hard, ready and waiting. She grabbed it.

"I said I want you inside me remember? I don't know why I didn't think of this earlier. Please Paul," Saheera asked, begging.




The Debate Team Pt. 03



Paul didn't know what to do. He was confused. He wanted to show her that she was more than a friendly fuck for him and if he goes through with this, she would think that all he wanted from her was sex. That would ruin everything. On the other hand, he did want that ass and he did want to fuck her one way or another. And Saheera said that she wouldn't be taking advantage of her if he did. In fact, it sounded like she would be taking advantage of him. 

She went down on him. She grabbed his dick and began to suck furiously, bringing it back to its hardened state. She kissed the cockhead passionately. She used both hands to jerk him off and she looked up at Paul. With the sweetest voice she could muster and with his dick as a pseudo microphone, she says,

"Paul would you please fuck me in the ass?"

That did it for Paul. He put her arms beneath her armpits and brought her up. He carried her to the bed and threw her down.

"Ohhhhh!," no more tears and she began to smile.

He turned her around and put her in the doggie position. He spread her wide and began to eat her out from behind. He shoved his tongue deep down her tight pussy.

Saheera began to push back, using the wall to help her body thrust back. He replaces his tongue with his finger, making her squirm her lovely little ass. He begins to lick around her asshole.

"Ohhhh yeahhh.. go... lick it. Put your tongue in it. Please..."Paul was only happy to oblige. He stiffened her wet tongue and went straight for her ass. He felt it give a little and he thrust in deeper.

"Ohhh yeah! Ohhhh.. Unnnghhhhh...That's it! Mmmmmmmaaahh!"

His tongue spirals in and out her light brown crevice. There was no bad taste, just a sweet scent, a bit stronger than her pussy. It was sweet and he kinda liked it. 

"Oh Oh... go... more...Nghhh...Nghhh... Uh-huh... yeah... there. Right there Paul."

She felt his tongue leave her puckered asshole. He felt him move for a little while, like he was getting something. Suddenly she felt his dick on her pussy slit. He was wearing a condom. He rubbed his dick on her pussy a little bit more. 

Oh why can't I put it in?? He considered shoving it in for a second but he respected her too much.

"Paul don't," Saheera thought he was going to ram it in her pussy. But then Paul raised his dick a few inches up and presses his dick against her netherhole.

"Ready?"

"Uh-huh.. go. Do it. Now," Saheera ordered him. Slowly, Paul slid his cockhead in. He was afraid of hurting her. He wanted to be careful. It was tight but it wasn't as tight as he expected. In fact, it felt far easier than it should.

"Ohhhh... there. Go, yeah, Ngghhhhhh mmmhmmmm mhhhhhmmmm, Arrghhhh Ahhhhah... Ohhhh. More Paul more!"

Paul shoved more in. She pushed back. She was going wild with ecstasy, her black crown flying all over the place. When he has gone as far as he could, he stopped.

"Ohhhhhhhh... Nghhhhhhhhaaaaa!" She suddenly shook. She was having an orgasm. Still she kept pushing back, wanting every inch of his thick trunk of a dick inside her waiting ass.

"I'm cummming!! OHHHHHHHHHH GAAAAAAHHHHH!"

She shook some more, her hair just flailing away.

Paul held his dick in and observed her beautiful body shake from his thrust. He felt a lot of satisfaction in giving this beautiful woman a powerful orgasm. Finally she was in. She was thinking the same thing. Finally he's in me! I got what I wanted. At least partly.

But then he saw her hair move and at he base of her neck, about 4 inches down were three scars. They look fresh, at least only a week old.

He ignored it.

He would have to ask her later. There was a task at hand. No more pauses. He wants this. She wants this. They're doing it. Paul started to pull out. He felt every inch of her asshole around his protected dick. He pulled out almost completely and Saheera's ass mourned the loss of the presence of the cock. But it only took a second as Paul suddenly thrust in as fast and as hard as he could. Saheera's eyes widened and she had to bury her head in the pillows.

"AAAAARRRRRRRGHHHH!" came her muffled response. Paul became an animal just then. He was angry. He was angry with himself. He was angry with Saheera.

He thrust in and out hard again and again channeling her anger through his dick.

"Ahhh Saheera! Unghhh You want this? Unghh! Umgh!! Ungh!!"

"Yes! Yes I want it! Ahhhh! Ahhh! Ohhh! Yeahhh... Uhmmm"

Paul thrust his hard cock even harder than before. He was mad at Malik from stealing his girl. Or would be girl. He was mad at Malik for putting a blemish on the most flawless woman on earth. How could he hurt her? He resolved to get back at Malik about this.

For now he'll get back at him by giving his wife a taste of heaven- his cock. He concentrated to fuck her till her senses explode. He went faster and harder.

"Unghh! Unghhh! I want your ass. Your ass is mine! Unghh!"

"Ohhh! Ahhhh! Nghhhh! Faster! More! More! Give it all! Mmmmm! NGGHHHHH!"

"Oh yeah! Ahhh! Ungh! Fuck you Malik! I'm fucking your wife's ass!" It was like Paul was attacking her ass because of the ferocity of the thrusts.

Upon hearing this, it drove Saheera over the edge. "Paul! I'm cumming again! Don't you stop!!"

Paul gave it his all. With all his anger-fueled might, he thrust in her beautiful asshole."

"NGHHHHAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" 

Her pussy convulsed and she came like the flood. Her cum dripped down on the bed which was surprising since her pussy was not even the one fucked. She came more and more and as her orgasm began to subside, Paul's orgasm starts to build up.

"I'm near Saheera! I'm ... Unghhh ... about to cum!"

"Cum on my face!" Saheera suddenly blurted out. Paul didn't want to. He did not want to desecrate the most beautiful face on earth.

"My face Paul!" Paul didn't have time to argue. This certainly was not the time. He pulled his rod out and stripped the condom off. She turned around and began to suck the purplish head. She sucked it eagerly, like a thirsty baby.

"I'm cumming!... AAAAAGGGHHHH HHHHHHHHH!!"

Saheera stopped sucking and began to jerk his dick off on her face. A second later, Paul blasted her face with hard sticky cum, hitting her squarely on the forehead with a splash.

"Ughhh!! Aghhhhhhh!"

"Yes...Come on Paul... Yeah... that's it... Uhhhhh ... Mmmmm... Give it to me..."

She jerked him again. 

She aimed the next two blasts on her cheeks and the rest of the spurts just all over her face. When it stopped, she opened her eyes through webs of cum. That was a lot! She leaned forward and began to suck his dick again. She cleaned it up, making it shine with her saliva. She tasted his cum and loved the feeling of it on her tongue. She swallowed what she could and smiled at Paul.

Paul could see the most angelic face ever covered with his love juice. Her eyes were smiling. Her lips were smiling. He smiled as well .He had to ask. 

"Why'd you make me cum on your face?" He sat down and came right next to her face.

"So that today you would have done something that only you have done to me." She kissed him on the lips.



The Debate Team Pt. 04



1:15 PM Hotel Lobby

Joanna just arrived from her lunch with Cherry. Joanna was in a good mood, having bought a new pair of gold loop earrings that she now proudly wears and several souvenir shirts. But now she's in the lobby, looking for someone who still wasn't there. A bit disappointed, she decided to look for some of her teammates so that she can show the things that she bought. Out of the corner of her eye she saw someone run for the elevators. 

Was that Paul?

"Paul!"

But Paul didn't hear her.

He's probably headed to his room. 

She saw Paul get in the elevator but it closed before she was able to get there. Luckily, the other elevator opened and Joanna got in. She pressed 5. 

Joanna got off on the 5th floor and headed towards Paul's room. Upon turning the corner, she saw Paul getting into the staircase. 

Huh? Where's he going? She decided to follow. 

Upon reaching the staircase, she saw Paul getting out on the 6th floor. She stayed back a little so that she wouldn't be seen. But Paul didn't seem to be noticing anything. She went up and peeked into the corridor and saw Paul stop in front of a room. 

Whose room is this? She was deciding on whether or not she should call him but before she could, he disappeared into the room. 

Joanna walked slowly towards the room. She could hear something inside the room but it wasn't exactly talking. It was more of... moaning.

"Oh yes! Paul Yes! Ohhhhh!" a girl moaned inside

"Mmmmnnngggghhhhhhh uuhhhhhhhh oohhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaahhh!"

"Ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh"

What are they doing? 

"Uhhhmmm ahhhh oohh ohh!" the girl's muffled moaning increased.

What- Are they ... doing it?

"Oh yeahhh... Ohhhhhhhhh uhmmmmmmfffff"

Joanna got a little bit more curious. She had to admit, she was feeling something weird. Like she was liking it. She placed her ear near the door to hear better.

BRAGAG!

Joanna was surprised had to move back. But she didn't leave. She listened some more.

"Lick me... Lick me Paul. Put your tongue inside my pussy!" the girl's voice ordered.

"Ooohhh... Ahhhhhhh... Oh Yes... Right there. Put it in. Yesss Fuck me with your tongue!"

Whoa! Paul is licking her pussy? Oh my God! Who is this girl? Wow! Is this real?

"More! Lick me... Lick me Ohhhh... Ohhhh... Ohhhh yes. Right there. Yes Uhhh Ahhhhh... Uhh... Ahhhh... Oh shit... yes...Uh huh... yes... Ahhh"

Suddenly she felt something wet between her fingers. She didn't realize that she already had her fingers between her legs and rubbing her pussy slowly. More importantly, she realized that she was wet. Very wet. And getting more so. She looked at her fingers glistening and suddenly felt the scent of it. 

Wait a minute. This is what I smelled inside Cherry's room! Was she fingering before I got in? And what's with Paul's underwear? Was she using it? For what? Joanna, like a good debater, knew how to put two and two together quickly. 

She was still thinking about all of these when she heard someone inside exclaim.

"What is that?!" the girl gasped. She could here Paul's voice answer her but she couldn't make it out.

"I can't even put my fingers around it!?"

Are the talking about Paul's dick? She thinks it's so big? How big is it? How big is big? She has never seen one except for a few times in the internet when nasty pop ups came out while doing research.

"Lick it Saheera," Paul requested.

That's Paul! He's ordering her to lick him!

"It tastes so good,"

"This is delicious Paul,"

"Ohhhhh yes... Suck it... lick it," Paul moaned.

She's licking it? She's licking Paul's penis! Her pussy is drenched by now and she had been rubbing her pussy for quite a while now. She could not believe what's happening. She could hear a lot more now. She could hear Paul moaning and some sucking and licking sounds. She was now beyond the point of any rational thought. She was imaging Paul now. She was imaging that she was the one in there, doing it with Paul. She wished that she was naked with Paul and having the time of her life.

She rubbed herself faster and faster. She didn't care anymore if somebody passed by. She just had to cum. She had to cum with the thoughts of Paul in her mind. She had to cum while thinking about Paul's dick even though she has never seen it. She wants it so bad. Her pussy wants it so bad. She herself was moaning by now. 

"Oooohhh... Mmmmmm," Joanna tried to suppress the sounds she was making.

She then heard them talking but she didn't even care anymore. She was in a different world.

"My ass"

What? That startled her a bit. What ass? Her Ass? They're gonna do it? In her ass?

She got even hornier. She could now hear them doing it. Saheera was screaming about how big Paul's dick is and how good it felt in her ass. Oh I want Paul's Dick! I want his dick! I want his dick! Paul's dick! She's rubbing faster and faster. She could barely keep from falling down. 

"Cum on my face! My face Paul!"

She's gonna blow it on her face? Oh my god! She's gonna take it in the face!

"Ooooooh!," Saheera moaned.

"I'm cumming! AAAAAGGGGGGHHHHH!"

And Joanna moaned with her as she reached her own explosive orgasm. "Ummmmmmmmhhhh. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh"

She felt a strong gush of liquid squirt out of her pussy and into her hands. It almost like she peed. This never happened to her before. Her hand itself was dripping wet after about three squirts of orgasmic liquid.

"Oh my god...," she couldn't believe what happened. What was that? She never orgasmed like that before! Is this normal? I'm a freak!

All three of them reached orgasm at the same time. Joanna was spent her legs were shaky and her fingers were drenched. Her panties were not set on the proper place, moved to the side a bit and warm juice flowed down her legs. There were quite a few drops that fell on the carpet as the result of her squirting her juices unexpectedly. But she was happy. She orgasmed with Kuya Paul and she was glad in some way that it happened. 

The euphoria of the orgasm didn't last long however. Almost immediately, fear set in. 

What the hell am I doing? What if somebody saw me!? How can I be so stupid!

Weak legs and all and still exhausted, she ran back to the stairs in haste.

Almost directly across the room, a curious and excited pair of eyes watched her leave the door and out of sight.

3:30 pm Room 607

After another round of ass fucking, Paul and Saheera lay in bed talking. They were exhausted, and Saheera's ass has taken a beating.

"Hey... wipe your face already," Paul said.

"Why? You don't like seeing your cum on my face," Saheera teased, smiling at him. Her face was again full of cum again.

"Of course not. I like... I love seeing my cum on your face,"

"So why are you complaining?"

"I'm not..."

"It's good for your skin you know? Maybe we should put some on your face," Saheera scooped some from her cheek with her forefinger and tried to wipe it on Paul's face. Paul pushed her hand away playfully.

"No!"

"Come on," Saheera tried again.

"No!" Paul pushed her hand away.

"It's okay!"

"It's not!"

"It's yours you know?"

"I know it's mine. But it's my gift to you!"

"Hahaha!" Saheera looked at Paul in the eye and put her finger inside her mouth licking the cum off.

"Wow that's sexy."

"What's sexy is the fact that you didn't use a condom that second time."

"I wanted to feel you, Saheera,"

"Yeah? I'm glad you did what you did. Although my ass kinda hurts you know?"

"Hahahaha! I'm sorry,"

"It's okay. It was worth it Paul," Saheera scoped another finger full of cum and sucked her fingers.

"Hey can I ask you something... personal Saheera?"

Saheera looked at Paul. She's been in love with this guy for quite some time now. Paul was very likeable and simple. He was funny and smart without sounding condescending. She wished that they were together. 

"Paul, you just fucked my ass. Twice. I think you're entitled to at least one personal question." Saheera licked another fingerfull.

"Okay... you sure?"

"Yes, Paul"

"Okay... here goes... When I was... you know... about to do you from behind, you didn't seem... uhm, tight...back... there..."

"And...?," Saheera asked... licking once more.

"and... why is that?"

"So you're asking if I've been ass fucked before..."

"Yes..."

"Paul," Saheera sat up. The blanket fell to her waist, exposing her perky breast. Paul had to bite her tongue upon seeing them.

"Paul, my husband, Malik... likes to do that. He's... I think he's gay,"

"Oh"

"Yup... feel better now?"

"A little bit," Paul nodded. 

"I thought you were worried about him finding out about us having sex? I mean pussy sex," Paul continued.

"Yeah I am. We've had sex before. Three times to be exact, when he was still trying to hide the fact that he was gay. That lasted two days. But every day he would finger me to ... you know... check me if I've been unfaithful," Saheera explained. It was weird telling this to Paul.

"Wow... Really? Jeez...," Paul shook his head.

"Yeah, I know."

"How do you feel about it?"

"I don't know. These past two weeks have been like a whirlwind you know? I can't even think about the sex..."

"I see... I wish I was the first person you had sex with,"

"I know... So do I," Saheera gave a half smile.

Paul sat up and brushed Saheera's hair with his fingers.

"You know, if it makes you feel better, I thought about you every time we had sex," Saheera said.

"Really?"

"Yes. It was the only way I could get through it,"

He kissed her. "I better clean up. Mahmoud might be on his way back."

He stood up and exposed his soft but still enormous dick.

"Hey Paul..." Saheera looked at his dick and then at him.

"Yes?"

"We'll do this again okay?"

Paul smiled. "Of course." He got dressed and left.

Outside Room 507 3:40 pm.

Paul was just about to enter his room when he saw Rica arrive.

"Rica, how was the meeting?," Paul asked. He hoped he didn't smell like sex.

Rica came up to Paul. "Ok lang. Nothing special. I saw Mamoud ah..."

"Yeah I saw him before he went to your meeting," Paul replied.

"Ah okay...", then she smelled it. She knew what it was but she wasn't too sure.

"Hey..."

"Ha? What?"

"You blanked out there for a while Rics," Paul said.

"Ah hahaha... nothing. Was just thinking of something," she searched her bag for her keys.

"Looking for this?" Paul asked showing her the keys.

"Yeah! I forgot I gave it to you," she smiled sheepishly and took the key from Paul.

"So see you at the pool?" Paul asked.

"Yep."

They both disappeared into their rooms.

Room 507

Paul went straight to the bathroom to wash up. He wanted to go to the pool as soon as possible. Rica's going be there and he's excited to see her in whatever it is she's going to wear. He got out of the shower and searched his bag for an underwear. Unfortunately he remembered that he only brought one pair of briefs and the rest were boxers. I can't wear boxers with my board shorts, that would be weird. 

Maybe I can still wear the briefs I wore. I'm only going to swim for an hour anyway. 

He searched his bag for the briefs. He found it and grabbed it. God this is disgusting. Why the hell is it so damp? It's not like I peed on it or anything. It doesn't even smell like briefs. He took the briefs and got some detergent and soaked it in and washed it. He decided not to wear it, considering it unhygienic. I'll just hang this in the closet. 

Now he didn't have anything to wear. 

Fuck it. I won't wear anything. He slipped on his new blue gray board shorts and left.

3rd Floor Outdoor Pool 3:50 pm

Rica and Cherry were talking and sipping Long Island iced tea by the poolside while Joanna was wading at the edge of the pool. They don't really make it a practice to drink liquor in the afternoon but this may be the only chance they have for the next couple of days since the tournament starts tomorrow. Rica and Cherry had no plans to swim today but went anyway because Joanna wanted their company. 

Cherry was wearing a pink ultra short shorts and a white tank top. Though it was already around 4 pm, the sun was still shining and thus she wore her sunglasses. Cherry was in a similar attire wearing a green baby tee and white shorts as well as sunglasses. These accentuated their legs, especially Rica's which seemed to go on forever since she was only wearing her pink havaianas. They were in the far corner of the pool, under a hut with a few beach-style chairs away from the bulk of the crowd which were quite few anyway. Joanna was wearing a yellow two-piece bathing suit.

"You guys aren't coming in?" Joanna asked.

"Not me Jo," Rica said looking up from her book.

"Me neither," Cherry said.

"Come on... this is boring," Joanna kicked the water.

"I heard Paul was on his way here," Rica told her.

Joanna blushed but nobody saw her as she had her back to them. She felt a slight tingle from inside her and she got so embarrassed that she jumped in the water.

"So where did you and Paul go today?" Cherry asked Rica. She was getting more and more intrigued about them as their closeness has become a bit obvious. At least to her. 

"Just shopping... you know? Got him a haircut and had some snacks and...," she noticed Cherry smiling.

"What?"

Cherry said nothing.

"What!?" Rica slapped her arm.

"Haircut ha..."

"Yeah so?"

"You like him don't you?" Cherry said taking a sip from her long island iced tea

"Who?"

"Who do you think?"

"Paul?"

"Yes Paul!"

"Paul? I like him... as a friend...," Rica said a little too defensively.

"Come on... I know you too well, Rica. You tour him around, have him get haircuts..."

"He's... okay," Rica said looking away.

"Okay? Why can't you look at me then?"

"What? There is nothing. Nothing. Okay?" Rica started to blush.

"Heyyyyy are you blushing?" Cherry teased. 

"I am not!" 

"Okay," Silence was more deafening than any words spoken and after a few seconds, Rica could not bear it anymore.

"Okay I like him. Is that so bad? It's not like he likes me you know?" Rica said.

"Rica I'm not an idiot. You're the hottest girl I know and I'm sure you're the hottest girl he knows. I'm sure he likes you," Cherry said.

"He's not courting me though... I think she had every opportunity today and he made no moves whatsoever," Rica complained.

"No moves?"

"None. Except for the standard gentleman stuff but other than that... none. It's like I'm in the friend zone with him."

"That's not good," Cherry agreed.

"Yeah, so much for thinking that he thinks I'm hot."

"Well... not quite,"

"Not quite what?"

"I mean the fact that he didn't make any moves does not mean that he doesn't think you're hot. My theory is he thinks that you're way out of his league and he didn't want to risk it,"

"Really?"

"Yeah. That's the only logical explanation. Guys would usually go for someone who is within their league or slightly beyond their league. Case in point... moi" Cherry explained.

"He courted you right?" Rica said.

"Not really. He tried a couple of moves but I wasn't interested. He tried me because though I think I'm beyond his league, I'm not way beyond his league."

"Wow... never heard you so humble," Rica teased.

"I'm just being realistic here... And this iced tea may be breaking me down," Cherry smiled.

"So you're saying that he's not making a move because I'm beyond his league?"

"Way beyond, girl. You're uber-rich, you're uber-smart and you-re uber-hot. That can scare a guy especially if he doesn't have the same stuff as you do."

"Hey... Paul's smart!"

"Not as smart as you and besides... that's one out of three. 33 percent is not a passing score," Cherry said truthfully. 

"He's not ugly either. Always thought he was kinda handsome, kinda cute, right?" She wondered if she was the only one who realized this.

"I'm not saying he's ugly. Yeah he's cute. Good looking even. He is, really. I even know a couple of girls who have a crush on him. But we're talking about leagues here, Rica. You get modeling offers, you've done some magazine shoots. If you had the time and you would've wanted to, you could've been a full time model right now. Paul looks good. Fine! But again, on a different league."

"Well you hate him right?" 

"Well that's just my personal opinion,"

"Why do you hate him anyway? I never got that," Rica asked.

"I don't know. A lot of things... or maybe just a few things. Sometimes, you just don't get along well with someone," Cherry mused.

"I don't remember him doing anything wrong to you do though. Unless there's something you haven't told me,"

"Nah... he hasn't done anything. I'm just annoyed with him generally. Maybe it's because he courted me ..."

"He courted you so now you hate him?"

"It's more of... I felt... a bit insulted that he courted me. Like I guess I felt that I deserved to be courted by someone of higher stature. I mean higher than him," Cherry explained.

"Does that make any sense to you?" she asked.

"I guess in some ways it does," Rica answered.

"What do you like about him?" 

"I don't know what I like about him actually," Rica thought.

"I like one thing about him," Cherry smiled.

"What? What is it?" Rica was very much intrigued.

"Secret!"

Rica thought about it and remembered the bulge. Is that it? It can't be anything about personality because Cherry hates him. It must be something that Paul doesn't do and something physical may be something that Cherry might like without liking Paul himself. She had the opportunity to see it anyway since they are sleeping in the same room.

"I think I know what it is..." Rica said.

"No you don't!" Cherry said cheerfully. She was sure that Rica didn't know. How could she?

"How can you be so sure that I don't? We did shop today you know... boardshorts," Rica smiled, baiting her.

Cherry stared at Rica and thought for a second. Is she serious? Does she really know? She seems to know but does that mean that she does? Before she could answer, Joanna asked from the pool. 

"Do any of you guys know who Saheera is?"

Momentarily distracted, the two had to ask, "What?"

"Saheera. Do you know who she is?"

"Saheera from KAU? Yeah she's the sister of Mahmoud, Paul's bestfriend why?" Rica answered/

"Yeah. Nice girl," Cherry said. "Why?"

"Nothing."

Before Rica and Cherry could go back to their conversation, Paul arrived.

Joanna disappeared under water.

"Hey Paul," Rica greeted.

"Hey Rics, Cher... you guys aren't going in?"

"Nah we'll just be here. Joanna's game though," Rica said. "She's over... there somewhere..." Rica said. She was surprised to not find Joanna where she was a second ago.

"Ayt...," Paul took off his shirt exposing his body in front of the girls. Hidden behind their sunglasses, their eyes tilted down and checked out Paul's package. The bulge was back and they had to sip their iced tea. 

Rica was unable to contain herself and let out a soft "Ohh".

Paul didn't hear it but Cherry did. Cherry glanced at Rica and smiled.

Rica suddenly realized that Cherry heard her and began to choke on her long island iced tea. "Ahhk, ahk! Ahk!" Rica coughed.

Chery laughed at her and Paul said, "Rics, you ok?"

"Ahkkk... I'm okay." Rica said her eyes suddenly watery.

"Good thing you're not swimming," Paul put his wallet on the table beside Rica.

"Rics can you guard my wallet?"

"Okay," Rica said.

"Thanks!"

Paul jumped into the pool towards Joanna who was on the other end. 

"Hi Rics! You look pretty today, Rics," Cherry imitated Paul, calling Rica, Rics.

"Crazy!" Rica said, smiling.

"Can you guard my wallet Rics?" Cherry continued. Rica laughed and took another sip.

"Can you guard my dick, Rics?"

"Ahhhkk akkk," Rica choked on her iced tea again. "Hahahahaha! I knew it! You were looking at it!" Cherry laughed.




The Debate Team Pt. 04



"Are you fucking crazy? He might hear us!" Rica warned.

"But you were checking it out!" Cherry continued.

"So did you! You were wondering what it looked like as well!" 

"Excuse me, I do not have to wonder."

"What?"

"You heard me...," Cherry leaned forward as if she was saying a very important secret and whispered, "I've seen it," Cherry grinned and her eyebrows went up and down.

"What? You've seen it?"

"Yes," Cherry said slouching back on her chair.

"Like... for real?"

"For real"

"Wow," Rica sighed.

"Jealous?"

Rica didn't reply. In fact she was. She was jealous of the fact that Cherry saw it already and she hasn't. But he wasn't hers. They weren't together so she really didn't have a reason to be jealous. And she wanted to know more than anything what it looked like.

"So...Is it really... big?"

"Yes. Bigger than Jason's" Jason was Cherry's ex who Rica also dated briefly. They both had seen Jason's dick although all Rica did with him was a blowjob. Jason's dick was big by any standard and Rica couldn't believe that Paul's was bigger. Jason was a six-footer and Paul was nowhere that big in height. 

"Really?"

"Yes. It's not so much that it's big but it was massive. Like it was a really muscular dick. It's about as thick as this glass of iced tea actually," Cherry described. Instinctively, she began stroking the glass of iced tea, imagining it to be Paul's dick.

"Bigger than Robbie's?" Rica teased. Robbie was Cherry's current boyfriend who was about six years older than them and just passed the medical boards a few months ago.

"Yes. As a matter of fact yes," Cherry said. In a way, she kinda forgot that she had a boyfriend because of all this Paul talk. Now that she was reminded by that fact, she lamented the fact that her boyfriend's was smaller. Way smaller.

"But only just a little smaller," Cherry defended her boyfriend and lied.

"Wow...Wait...How did you see this?"

"This morning, when I went back, remember? He was in the shower, the door was open and I saw it. Made me touch myself the entire morning."

"So that's what you were doing all morning? I thought you were going to sleep?" Rica asked incredulously.

"Yep... just thinking about it makes me horny. And I did have a nice nap afterwards," Cherry grinned.

"Ssshhh!" The waiter was approaching them with a glass of iced tea. 

"For Mr. Paul?" the waiter said.

"Paul!" Rica called.

Paul saw what was happening and answered. "Rics could you pay for it? My wallet is there with you."

Rica opened the wallet and got the money and paid. Before closing the wallet however she saw the condoms again.

"Huh?"

"What?" Cherry asked.

Rica searched the wallet. One, two... two. Two? Two condoms? It was three just a few hours ago! Right? It can't be two. It was three! I'm sure it was three. Could it have fallen somewhere? She knew it was impossible since the three condoms were together like it was fresh off the pack. If one fell, all would have fallen. What the hell happened? She remembered the smell awhile ago when she met Paul outside their rooms. What the hell happened while I was in the meeting???

"What is it?" Cherry asked.

"None. Nothing... I thought I saw something..." Rica said.

"Put it down then,"

Rica put the wallet down. She decided to let it go. "So what else happened?" 

"Nothing," Cherry lied. 

She and Rica were very open to one another but she couldn't tell her that she inadvertently took a facial from Paul's massive dick. She thought she'd keep it a secret.

In the Pool

"Hey Joanna, nice bathing suit," Paul said, checking Cherry out.

"Thanks! You like it?" Joanna asked. She was happy that Paul liked what she was wearing.

"Yup!" Paul did like it. It was revealing without being so much so and it looked good on her. I thought her body still wasn't developed? Clearly I'm wrong.

"You like to swim?"

"Mmmmm actually I don't know how. I just like being in the water," Joanna replied.

"I see. I though you knew how,"

"Do you swim?"

"Not much. I just know how,"

"Can you teach me?"

"Teach you what?"

"To swim..."

Paul was a bit surprised. He really didn't know what to tell her. It's not like he was an expert swimmer. He can barely manage on his own. 

Joanna noticed his hesitation and was quite embarrassed by it. "Oh... it's fine. Nevermind..."

"It's not that I don't want to. I'm just not sure if I know how."

"Just teach me what you know,"

"Okay... Ok come here...You're sure?" Paul said. He was still unsure of what was happening. 

Joanna let go of the edge and jumped into Paul's arms. Immediately Paul felt the softness of Joanna's skin in her arms. He felt her legs struggle to find footing and in the process her left leg pressed between his legs for balance. Paul immediately felt his member get hard. Despite the cool temperature of the water, his dick started reacting to the feeling of having a nubile young teen press her bare left leg on his groin. He was sure that Joanna could feel it but he couldn't move because the more he moves, the more Joanna struggles and the more she presses on his dick. Joanna felt it. Wow.

Paul shifted. "Okay, uhm lie on your stomach," 

Joanna did so and Paul placed her hand under Joanna's belly. Damn it's soft.

"Paul don't let go. No matter what," Joanna was scared.

"Yeah I won't I promise... now paddle your legs."

Joanna paddled her legs furiously. "Like this?"

"Yes... you're doing a good job. Keep your legs straight."

"Okay...," Joanna answered.

Suddenly, Joanna moved forward because of the paddling and in the process Paul's hand that was on her bare belly was now directly underneath Joanna's pussy. Paul could feel her pussy and he noticed that she had very sparse pubic hair as he felt that it was bare skin behind the bikini. Instinctively, Paul moved her hand down to avoid the awkward situation.

"Don't let go!" Joanna screamed.

Paul put his hand on Joanna's crotch again and pressed up so that Joanna wouldn't sink. What the hell is happening here? He could feel Joanna's slit rubbing across his thumb and moved his hand back to Joanna's belly. A few seconds later, Joanna stopped paddling and put her arms on Paul's broad shoulders.

"How was it?" Joanna asked between gasps.

"It was good. You were good Joanna!" Paul said grinning.

"You're a good teacher," Joanna said and smiled at him.

"Hahahahaha! I don't know about that," Paul said.

"Go there at the end and I'll try to swim towards you okay?" Joanna suggested.

"Okay!" Paul swam towards the end and Joanna swam after him in an awkward yet successful fashion. Nearing Paul, Joanna began to sink and scrambled to swim. She was about to reach Paul in a state of panic and she kept on trying to grab for Paul. Instead of getting his arms though her hands fell on his still hard thick cock and she held on to it for a second before letting go and thrashed her hands some more like she was about to drown. 

"Whoa Whoa Whoa! Easy there Joanna! Careful where you touch! Hahaha!" Paul laughed.

Joanna was gasping for air. "What?"

"Ah nothing hehehehe," Paul said, he realized that this innocent girl didn't know what she just did. "Joanna I'll go drink my iced tea first ha? Don't want to waste it,"

"Okay, I'll be there in a while," 

Paul swam across the pool towards the other end.

Joanna thought about what happened. She couldn't believe how bold she was and how she was able to pull it off. She got him to touch her pussy and she was able to touch his. Truth is she doesn't know which she liked better, being touched by Paul or touching Paul's love muscle. Wow... That was big. About as thick as my wrist! Maybe thicker! Grabe...

Paul got out of the pool in front of Cherry and Rica. Because of the wetness of the board shorts, it clung to his body, perfectly embossing his dick. Anyone in a twenty meter radius could see it, what more a couple of horny girls merely 3 meters away. Paul didn't notice it, thinking that all that he was feeling was his board shorts clinging to him. Rica and Cherry now had their mouths wide open, behind their glasses their eyes were as big as saucers. Their eyes followed his cock every step he took towards his iced tea. Paul sat down in front of them and took a sip.

"You know you guys really should take a dip," Paul suggested.

"We're okay Paul," Rica said.

"Hey Cherry you should order something if you want to eat. Stop gnawing at that straw," Paul laughed.

Cherry felt embarrassed. It was Paul's cock that made her chew on the straw that was now beyond recognition.

"I'm just nervous about the tournament," Cherry said defensively.

"That's why you should take a dip! To relax!" Paul said. He shifted his position as he stretched his legs. With this, Cherry chewed harder on her straw and Rica did the same. The right leg hole of the board shorts became lose and Paul's cockhead was now clearly visible like a slithering snake waiting for a kill. Cherry and Rica pretended not to notice but none of them were reading anymore. 

"I think we're going to have a good tournament," Paul said. He was checking his phone messages and wasn't really paying attention to the girls too much. He wanted to stare at their legs but they were wearing dark sunglasses so he couldn't tell if they were looking at him or not. He didn't want to get caught. 

Cherry's book fell on the ground and Rica looked at her while Paul glanced for a while then went back to his phone. Cherry took her time getting the book back. In truth, she dropped the book on purpose so that she could have a better angle on Paul's dick. She stooped low, the whole time her eyes were glued towards Paul's shiny dick. She let her hands do the searching for the book. Rica noticed this and picked up the book herself. 

"Here's your book! Stop stooping so low," Rica said in a loud voice so as to draw Paul's attention. Cherry acted like she got caught doing something wrong and immediately sat up and pretended to read. Paul glanced at them. Rica looked at Cherry and mouthed the words "Fucker". 

Cherry playfully hit her arm with the book. Rica just smiled and said outloud, "You can't pull a fast one on me!" which made Cherry hit her again.

"What?" Paul said, not knowing what was happening

"Nothing Paul," Cherry said through gritted teeth. Rica smiled at her.

"Cherry you really read a book upside down?" Paul said.

Cherry looked at her book and adjusted it. "There. Happy?"

"Yes po!" Paul mocked her. I hate that arrogant bitch.

Rica, who sat between Cherry and Paul, stood up and stretched exposing her belly button to Paul. Paul was excited by it but before he could stare at her waist she turned around and now her butt was about two feet away from her face. She put her foot on top of the beach chair and bent down. Now her butt almost hit his face. She knew that Paul liked her butt having caught him check her butt out several times. She now has something special for him. Her shorts were so short and so tight that one can see her pussy lips slightly cameltoe on it. Moreover, by bending, she knew that her panties would be exposed on top, revealing a red silk G-string. She looked at Cherry while doing this and smiled at her. Cherry knew exactly what se was doing and she was enjoying this little battle of theirs. Rica pulled down her glasses a bit and winked at her. She whispered, "Is he looking?"

Cherry took a glance at Paul who was openly staring at her pussy and butt and biting his lip at the same time. He was amazed at what was happening. 

Cherry whispered, "Definitely"

Rica tried to jut her butt a little more but in the process she lost her balance.

"Whoa!" Cherry tried to grab her but she couldn't do it and Rica slammed her butt on Paul's forehead and even felt Paul's nose hit her pussy squarely. She continued to fall and ended up on Paul's lap. She could feel Paul's shaft on her thigh and even the tip of the cock at the back of her knee. She stood up immediately. Her face was beet red with embarrassment.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!"

"Sorry Paul ha! I, I... I uhhhmm... lost my balance!" Rica explained.

Paul helped her. "It's okay Rica, don't worry about it. It was an accident. Are you okay?" Paul was genuinely concerned.

"Yeah, yeah I'm...I'm okay," Rica stammered.

Joanna suddenly went up from the pool. "Hey what happened?"

Cherry saved Rica. "Rica was fixing her havianas then lost her balance and fell on Paul"

"Are you okay Rica?" Joanna asked, concerned.

"Yeah. yeah I'm okay. I'm just a little wet..."

"I bet." Cherry teased and smiled at Rica. 

Paul got his towel and began wiping Rica's legs. 

Rica felt embarrassed while the others felt envious of Rica. "Hey, hey I'll do it. Thanks!"

Paul realized what he was doing and sheepishly handed her the towel. "Sorry, sorry," Paul apologized.

"Paul can I suck... I mean sip?" Joanna asked.

"What?"

"Iced tea..."

"Ah okay," Paul said.

After sipping, Joanna told Paul if they can continue their swimming lessons and Paul, wanting to avoid the awkward situation he was in and wanting a chance to touch Joanna again, obliged.

After they disappeared in the pool, Rica and Cherry sat down again.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," Rica said.

"That was embarrassing!"

"I know! Why didn't you save me?" Rica asked exasperatedly.

"I tried! But it happened so fast!" Cherry said. "You and your crazy ideas!"

"Me? You were openly trying to get a look at his dick!"

"Well at least I was just trying to sneak a peek. You were trying to openly seduce the guy!" Cherry said

"Hahahaha! My God. I don't know what came over me. I couldn't believe what I was doing!"

"I couldn't believe it either! But yeah... I guess, wow! Did you see it?" Cherry said.

Rica immediately knew what she was talking about. 

"Yeah I did! You were right!"

"I told you...And that's nothing. All you saw was the tip. Wait till you see the shaft," Cherry explained.

"Yeah. I saw how it clung to the shorts. Congratulations to me for picking those shorts..."

"That made me horny all over again," Cherry said. She shifted her position. She kept crossing and uncrossing her legs as if she was trying to squeeze her clit in between them. Indeed she was.

Rica observed her. "I know what you're doing"

"I don't really care. I can't help it!" Cherry said. She then did a quick rub of her pussy through her shorts.

"Hahahaha... you're really crazy!"

"Come on Rica. Tell me that didn't turn you on," challenged Cherry.

"It did... yeah it did," Rica had to admit. Rica herself did the quick rub that Cherry just did.

"Yeah... I'm thinking about how it would feel to have it in my hands you know..." Cherry was fantasizing now and Rica was just as happy to join in.

"Yeah... to stroke it mmmm," Rica said and repositioned herself as well.

"Up and down," Cherry continued as she stroked her glass with her right hand and rubbed her pussy with the left.

"Faster and faster," Rica went on as she pulled her shorts up to squeeze her clit.

"Licking its head"

"Kissing it"

"Sucking it"

"Hard. Yeah... Fuck" 

It was really turning them both on. But it hit Rica harder. She had a crush on Paul and there is a real possibility that they could be together someday. If only he would man up and make some moves.

"What do you think I can do to make him make a move?" Rica asked.

"I guess just do what you're doing right now. Be friendly to him. Be a little bit more aggressive..."

"More aggressive? What do you mean?" Rica was confused.

"I mean you have to be the one to make the mini-moves. You know? If you want him to have dinner with you, you have to be the one to ask. Or pretend you need help with something, ask him. Just like what you did a while ago when you asked him to go shopping. Something like that..."

"Then he'll come around?"

"Hopefully. Maybe. He'd be stupid to not notice that you like him. Maybe eventually he'd be the one to invite you..."

Rica thought about it. She's right. That's what she has to do. 

Her mind then wandered to something more carnal, more raw.

"What a cock..."

"Yeah..." Cherry said.

"You still imagining it as well?" Rica asked.

"I'm way beyond that girl...sigh"

"What do you mean?"

Cherry turned to her and it was obvious that she was a bit tipsy. "In my mind, we're on a beach and we're doing a hot 69...," Cherry smiled.

"Damn I think I'm wet," Rica said.

Cherry continued. "I have my left hand fondling his balls and my right hand pumping his dick. At the same time I have his dick in my mouth and I'm going down on him and sucking him hard."

"Oooohhh... getting wetter," Rica cooed. She kept shiftng her position. She was getting wetter by the second. Cherry really knows how to verbalize a fantasy and she was enjoying the little story.

"He has two fingers up my pussy and he's sucking on my throbbing little clit..."

"Oh god Cher..." Rica said. She looked at her watch.

"What are you thinking?" Cherry asked, noticing what Rica just did.

"Our shuttle to NUS leaves at 6:45 pm," Rica said.

"And?" Cherry asked.

"It's 4:45," she answered. Her eyes pleaded with Cherry in a way that only Cherry knows the meaning.

"We've got 2 hours." Cherry smiled and stood up.

Rica looked for Paul in the Pool and found him and Joanne talking on the other end.

"Hey Paul, Joanne! We'll go ahead okay? We need to fix some things."

Paul just waved at them. Cherry was already near the pool entrance and Rica followed.

Room 507 4:50 pm.

Rica and Cherry burst through the door of the room.

The door barely even closed when they were already all over each other. They weren't lesbians, they weren't lovers but they sort of became bisexual by necessity. Debate tournaments can be pretty intense and they've met several guys before from different countries who were more than satisfactory in terms of physical qualifications. Only problem is a girl from another school slept with a couple of guys from different countries in the same tournament and suddenly had a bad reputation. 

Nobody wanted to be a slut but they were horny all the time. This is why they decided to just relieve themselves with each other... and a few little toys. It wasn't Rica's idea, nor was it Cherry's. It was Layka who first initiated it when she came onto Cherry after they had a double date with a couple of South Africans about three years ago. A few months later, they introduced it to Rica who was initially hesitant about it but eventually warmed to the idea as well. The other girls then followed and it became sort of club between the girls in the Organization.

Cherry raised Rica's top exposing her bra. She unclasped it immediately and began sucking on her left nipple immediately. Rica moaned in ecstasy as Cherry encircled her nipple with her tongue while she squeezed Rica's other breast. Rica reached from behind and with her long arms was able to reach the Cherry's butt from behind She placed her fingers between her crack, feeling her warmth as she gets closer and closer to her crotch area. 

"Oh yeahh suck it Cher... mmmm hmmmmm suck it.. suck it oh god...ooohhh ahhhhhmmm huhhhhh"

Cherry spread her legs a little enabling Rica to reach through the leg hole of her shorts and feel her pussy through her panties. Her middle finger looked for her slit and felt it. It was damp.

"Ohhh you're wet Cher..."

Cherry stopped sucking for a while and said, "Let's go to bed"

Cherry led the way to the bed while Rica took her top and bra off completely. She put on the safety chain lock just in case Paul came. She began removing her shorts when Cherry said, "I have a great idea... let's use Paul's bed!"

Rica felt her pussy juice up a little bit more with the thought of doing it in Paul's bed. "Yeah..." Rica said enthusiastically. Cherry took off her shorts and panties in one stroke while keeping her top on. She dove into bed on all fours and was just about to turn when Rica caught her waist and prevented her from lying down. 




The Debate Team Pt. 04



"Wait," Rica said. Immediately and without warning, she shoved her middle finger inside Cherry's dripping pussy. Cherry was caught off guard and it shocked her sensations. She immediately orgasmed.

"Ohhhhh FFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKK!!," Cherry screamed as her orgasm took over her body. With her butt up in the air, her pussy was opened wide and when Rica took off her finger, her pussy gushed out a lot of love juice. Rica immediately shoved her tongue deep inside Cherry and this brought her over the edge again, sending her to another orgasm. 

"OH SHIIIITTTT!! Ahhhhh... ahhh.. uhh uhh uhh.. ahhhmm .. uh ... ahhh haaaa... ahhh..."

This time her cum wasn't wasted as it dipped straight to Rica's waiting tongue and down her throat. 

Rica was making all sorts of sounds with her pussy.

MMMM... Slurp...Schlluppmmmppfff... mmmmppff shllpppff... Ohhhh yeah... mmmpff Shhhlllppppff

Cherry was loving every single second of it.

"Mmmmmppfffff uhhhh... ohh shit... uhmmm.. yeaaah Paul.. ahhh.. ooohhhh ahh..."

She now had her head buried in Paul's pillow and she was dripping her cum all over his bed. Rica continued to lick her pussy. Rica was very talented ith her tongue especially since she was familiar wit what Cherry liked. Cherry liked having the inner outlines of her labia licked up and down and loved it when her pussy is kissed like it was an actual mouth. She loved it when her labia was also kissed separately one after the other. Cherry was going crazy with ecstasy especially when Rica started flicking her clitoris with the tip of her tongue.

"Oh god Rics wag kang titigil...Ahhhh uhhhh ahhhhh... Yeaahhhh ahhhhh huhhhhhhh hmmmmmpppfff"

Rica stopped for a while, "Love it that you called me "Rics" Cher,"

"I know. Please lick mo pa please? Please Rics? Suck on my nub Rics... Oooohhh... Yeah... oohhh god...oh! Yeah.. uhhhh ahhhh uhh... ohhhh yes... Fuck... yeah...like that.."

Rica pulled on the hood of the clit and began sucking her bare nub"

"Ohhhh shhiiit... yes! Yeah! Right there Rics... there, there, there, there!... OOOHH... Oh god... yes... Yes... Right there fuck Rics... Yeah!..Ahhhhhhh "

Cherry's butt kept on wriggling as her sensations became less and less controllable.

"Rics... ahhhh... Wait... uhm... wait..."

Rica paused. "What honey?"

"Get my bag..." she pointed at her yellow bag beside her bed. "Over there!"

"What is it?" Rica said as she walked towards Cherry's bag. 

"You'll see," Cherry said. Rica was no longer behind her but she kept her position. Her butt was still high up in the air, her body in a triangular shape.

Rica opened the bag and immediately found what Cherry meant.

It was a big black dildo.

Whoa! Where did this come from?

Rica immediately brought it back to bed. 

"Did you find it?" Cherry asked. She had her hand between her legs and was fingering herself with two fingers.

"You mean this?" Rica replied and rubbed Cherry's wet slit with the big black cock.

"Yes!... Ohh yeah..." Cherry moaned.

Rica rubbed the dildo back and forth. 

"Ooohhhh ... ahhh... yeah ooh... uhhhhhh ahhhhhh"

It was also turning her on that she can see Cherry's pussy lips puff out and open a bit every time the dildo passes through the love hole. By now the entire shaft of the dildo was getting wet and slippery. Cherry's pubic hair were matted and glistened in the low light of the room. Rica couldn't help but give another lick on her sweet cunt. Her tongue outlined he cunt lips again.

"Ooooohhhhhhhh," Cherry cooed. She bit her lip and whimpered softly. "Mmmpppfffff..."

Rica realized that it was time. Slowly she pressed on Cherry's opening cunt and slid the shaft in. Cherry closed her eyes and imagine that it was Paul's dick that was slowly invading her wet love hole. In her mind it was Paul's hard magnificent cock that was penetrating her and sending her all these sensations that make her mind go on overdrive. She could feel his shaft rub against the walls of her pussy and it goes deeper and deeper.

Rica seemed to have read her mind. 

"Think of me as Paul, Cherry... Imagine that this is Paul's dick." 

Rica herself was imagining that she was holding Paul's dick. Cherry moaned.

"Mmmmmmm ahhhhhhh yeahhhh... I was thinking about that actually. Faster Paul...," Cherry pleaded. "Faster... oh oh oh yan sige oh... ahhhhh ahhhh ahhhh... uh uh uh uh uh uh uh yeahhhh ahhhhh... mhhhhmmm ahhhh ahhhh ahhhmmm... uhhhhmmm..."

Rica pulled the dildo out and pushed it back in fast. Rica herself had her hand inside her shorts and was beginning to feel around her pussy. She was having a bit of a difficult time and decided to completely remove it and she was able to accomplish such while using only one hand. She was now naked and sat on Paul's bed. 

Cherry was getting wetter and wetter and the sound of her pussy's juices have become audible. Squishing sounds were made as Rica pounded her pussy faster and faster with the black cock that Cherry had. She made sure that it went as deep as possible before pulling out. She even twisted it a bit so that Cherry would feel a little more texture.

"Ohhh shit... Oh god Paul...Oh oh oh oh shit... ohhhh oh shit... uhm um uhm uhm uhm yeah hummm hmmm uhmmm uhm uhm uhm uhm uhm ahhh uhm uhm ahhhh ahhh mmmmmmppppppffff uhmmm... ahhmmmm uhmmm" 

Rica not only started to pump faster but she also began to pump harder. It was like she was stabbing Cherry's pussy with the clack cock.

"Oh shit... Oooohhh... Ahhhh Come on... more ... More... Don't stop! Ahhhh sige pa please... ahhhh ah ah ah"

Rica already had her middle finger encircling and rubbing her own engorged clit. Her pubic hair was neatly shave to a landing strip. The sheets underneath her were now soaked with her pussy juice. Rica, even when she hasn't orgasmed yet, has a lot of juice that come out from her pussy. She loved the feeling that she was creaming on Paul's bed at that very time. She pounded Cherry faster and faster.

"Ohhh yeah Paul... ooohhh ... Sige pahhh Fuck me... fuck me fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! Yes.. FUCK it! Fuck fuck fuck fuck oooohhhh Ahh fuck..." 

Rica herself was getting more and more excited. She was absolutely leaking by now. She slapped Cherry's round butt. 

Whap!

"OH!" Cherry screamed in surprise. 

Whap! Another one came.

"Oh fuck!" 

Whap! Whap! Whap! Three slaps in succession and Cherry's butt was now beet red and the heat emanating from her got her even more excited. Rica pounded her pussy again with the big black cock. 

"You want this? Huh? You want it rough Cherry?!" Rica shouted at her. She was pretending to be Paul and she roughly fucked Cherry's cunt. 

Whap! Whap! Whap!

"Oh yes! Yes Paul! Fuck me rough... fuck me hard! Ahhh Slap me hard ... Uhmm ahmm ahhh ah hhhhmmmppphhh uhmpppfff" Cherry screamed.

Whap! 

Rica slapped her butt while she fucked her with the now slippery dildo. It was amazing to Rica how such a big rod seemed to slide easily through Cherry's cunt. 

Whap! Whap!

She saw Cherry's pussy getting wetter and wetter and knew that Cherry's pussy was about to burst for another orgasm. Rica leaned in and placed her mouth directly where the rod enters Cherry's pussy and began licking there. Her mouth gently glides in and out as well and she reached in to rub the pulsating clit. The multiple sensations drove Cherry over the edge and her pussy exploded.

"OOHHHHHH SHHHIIIIIITTTTTT!!" 

Rica's mouth was immediately filled with the warm love juice from Cherry's pussy. The cum streaked down the black cock and dripped down Rica's neck as Rica continued to lick Cherry's cunt lips. She removed the dildo from Cherry's tired pussy and more cum flowed out of her cunt as it remained partially open. Rica replaced the dildo with her willing mouth and tongue and licked the edges of her quivering cunt again. Cherry was still shaking and finally lost the strength in her legs and finally collapsed, burying Rica's mouth in her pussy Rica continued to lick Cherry's cunt as the last few drops flowed out.

Rica got out from underneath, half her face moist with pussy juice. Cherry looked at her and was satisfied at what she saw. Rica proceeded to place the dildo near her mouth. The black manhood was now a shining dick with gobs of white cunt juice all over it.

"I'm gonna suck Paul's dick," Rica said sexily while looking at Cherry. 

"Suck him. Suck him...," Cherry encouraged her. 

Rica went on and licked around the dildo, licking every single drop of cum around the dick. She sucked on the head and immediately shoved half of it inside her mouth. She was imaging that it was Paul's dick that she was sucking and licking. From what she saw awhile ago, Paul's dick seemed to be a bit thicker than this and this got her worried since she couldn't put more in her mouth than she already has. Still, she continued to lick and suck as much as she can.

"MMmmmmm...," Rica was making sucking sounds on the dildo. Cherry moved in and removed the cock from Rica's mouth and proceeded to French kiss her friend. She could taste her own cum from Rica's mouth and wildly sucked on Rica's tongue. Cherry reached down on Rica's naked body and felt her pussy. It was, as usual, as wet as a pussy can possibly be. She herself has been astounded as to how wet Rica's pussy can get. It was truly one of her hidden assets. 

One second on her cunt and your hand would be as wet as when you washed your hand. Cherry loved feeling Rica's pussy. While she was straight, she knew that had she been a lesbian, Rica would be her choice as a lover. Rica was so beautiful that even girls had a crush on her. Cherry loved the fact that she was making love to a beautiful woman

"It's your turn Rics," Cherry said.

"Yes Paul," Rica replied.

Their fantasy of having sex with Paul went on but this time it would be Cherry who would be playing the part of Paul. 

"Lie down Rics..., Cherry said. 

Rica laid down on Paul's bed. She could smell Paul's body all over the sheets. Cherry reached for her knees and spread Rica's legs apart. Rica was now exposed to Cherry and her pussy lips slowly spread apart as well. Cherry felt so horny looking at Rica this way. She was so sexy and beautiful. To put her in this position was like a blessing in itself. She could see the surrounding area of Rica's pussy glistening in her own cum. It was inviting to cherry and she started to lick Rica slowly from her right knee down to her thigh.

"Ooohhh ...shit Paul... Lick me...Lick me... uhmmm yeah that's it Paul.. yeah.. uhmm," Rica cooed.

Cherry licked down and was now right at the base of her crotch area. Rica squirmed in anticipation. Lick me please!

Cherry put her thumb on both pussy lips and spread Rica's pussy apart.The inner folds initially wouldn't open, the sticky cum between them holding them together. As Cherry spread the lips some more, the inner lips finally opened and inside was watery soft flesh. Cherry couldn't stand it any longer and stuck out her tongue to lick the moist flesh.

"Oh shit... Mmmmhhhhmmmmm ... yeahhh... there... yeah... ahhh uhhhh ahhhh... Uhmm ahhh ahhhh ahhhhh uhhhh ohh oh oh yeah oh uhuh yeah... ahhhhh ahhhhh..."

Cherry was enjoying herself as well. Rica smelled fresh and pure and and she tasted sweet. She flicked her tongue up and down Rica's wet slit.

"Mmmmm go on... lick me some more...more... uhmmm" Rica demanded.

Cherry had no plans to stop just yet. She licked deeper into Rica's cunt and she felt Rica's hand brush her hair while ding so. She tasted every surface of her beautiful cunt and as she went deeper, Rica pressed her head more and pushed it into her pussy. Cherry went up a little to lick her waiting clit and this made Rica put her left leg over Cherry's shoulder. Rica shuddered and shook and pressed her pussy against Cherry's mouth. She was having a massive orgasm just then and she came like the flood on Cherry's waiting mouth. It was her first orgasm of the day and she had been horny all day. Her cum came in waves and it was the most that Cherry remembered seeing her friend climax. 

"OOOHHH FUCCCKKKK PAUULLL!!"

Cherry continued to lick despite Rica's orgasm. She wasn't going to stop. 

"Mmmmmm sluurrrpp... mmmmmmmm scchhhuuupppp...mmmm,"

She fucked Rica with her tongue but knew that her little rubbery tongue wasn't enough. She slipped her middle finger inside Rica's waiting lovehole and searched for her G-Spot. 

""Oooohhh... Ah, ah, ahhhhhhh... ahhhhhhhhh Ohhhh Shit!! Ahhh... Mhhhhhmmmm hahhhhaaaaaaahhhhh Oh shiiit... god... Oooohhhh... Maaahhhh...," Rica was going crazy with all the exploding sensations.

Cherry loved the fact that she was making Rica feel this way. She loved the taste of Rica and she wanted more of it. She fingered her juicy cunt some more. 

"Oh shit... mmmm... Lick me, suck me, eat me Paul... oh yes... ahhh ahhh .. yeah.. more.. ahhh uhmmmm uhhhh"

Rica was creaming so much that by now the pillow underneath was very much soaked with her cum. She would cream even if she did not orgasm. Cherry was now sucking on her clit. Rica had a pretty big clit, nearly twice as big as Cherry's. It was also a very sensitive nub and she would cream every time it was touched or licked.

Suddenly the door opened but was stopped by the chain lock.

"Whoa! Cherry? You there?" Paul asked. 

Cherry and Rica were shocked to hear Paul's voice and stopped what they were doing.

Paul couldn't see anything and he tried to put her face in. He had a glimpse of a female leg on his bed but before he could see enough, the door was shut close by Cherry.

"Ah... uhm... ah Paul...ahhh" Cherry stammered.

Rica went to the shower and turned on the shower as hard as it went.

"Hey! The fuck?!" Paul complained from the outside.

Cherry had to tell him something. "Ahhh Paul, Rica is here right now... can you stay in Rica's and Joanna's room for a while?"

"Wait, are you going to take a long time?"

Cherry looked at Rica who was back in bed smiling. Rica was checking Paul's bed. There were at least five spots in the bed where either she or Cherry creamed. Right now she was covering her pussy with a pillow which was probably wet by now as well. 

Rica nodded yes.

"Yeah Paul... either you wait outside or you use our room," Cherry answered.

"But Joanna's inside ... she's probably taking a bath already..."

"Well you can't come in here Paul, Rica's taking a bath...," Cherry explained. "What am I going to do then? I'm wet here..." Paul complained.

"That's not my problem Paul. Besides... we're wet too!" Cherry had to prevent herself from laughing. Rica was giggling in bed and at the same time was touching her pussy with her right hand. The sound of Paul's voice was heavenly and the fact that they were talking to him while they were both wet and horny was thrilling for her. She continued to knead her pussy as she waited for Cherry to come back to bed. 

"We'll be done in about...30 to 45 minutes. Just wait," Cherry said.

SLAM!

Cherry then went back to bed.

"What will we do?" Rica asked.

"Don't worry about him!" Cherry said and dove underneath the pillow between Rica's legs where she found her pussy with a solitary finger inside. She began licking her finger and tasting the juices again.

"Mmmmmmm... Fuck Rics, I love your pussy...," Cherry licked and sucked Rica's pussy as much as she can. 

"Yeah?... uhhhhhh ahhhh yeah... More Paul... more...uhhhhhh ... ahhh ahhhh ahhhh ... hhhhhmmmm ahhh ahhhh ahhhh," Rica was back in full creaming mode.

Cherry had now replaced Rica's finger with her own middle finger and was now gently sliding in and out of the wet crevice.

"Oh yeah... yan... right there... yes Paul...Oh yes... uhhh," Rica whimpered.

"I'm gonna use the dildo okay Rics?" Cherry told Rica. 

Rica didn't say anything. Her eyes were closed shut and she was biting her lower lip. She just nodded.

Cherry reached over for the dildo and gave it a couple of sucks and licks. She could taste her own juices on the dildo and it got he extra excited. She began to rub the cock head on Rica's clit.

"Ooohhhh ... Sarap Paul...Uhhmmm uhmmmm... uhhh... hhhhuuuuummmmppff... uhh.. ahhhh ahhh ahhhhh uhhh oh yeah... oh yeah... uhhhh ahhhh" 

Cherry started to slide the black cock in. Surprisingly, it was still pretty tight. She pushed in deeper slowly, knowing that her friend was not as experienced as she was.

"Ahhhhh ah ah ah ahhhh yahhhhhhh Ohhh shiiitt ahhhh Sige pa... uhhh..."

Cherry twisted the cock in and pushed further. She pulled out slowly while her left thumb worked her engorged clit. 

"Ooohh ... Uuhhmm ahhhmm ahhhh...ganyan... ganyan... ohhh shiittt Paul... Ooohhh"

Cherry went in to suck on Rica's throbbing pink clit and played with it with her tongue. She continued to work the dildo in and out of Rica's wet pussy and was now gathering momentum. She would twirl the dildo around inside the juicy cunt and timed it perfectly with her short sucks of her clit.

"Ohhh Ohh! Shit oh fuck!... Ahhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhhh uuhhhmmm... uhhhhh more... ahhh.. more... more... faster... uhhh... harder.. uhmmmm ahhhh," she moaned.

Rica was now using two hands on Cherry's head. She was pushing it n deep and at the same time massaging it. She wanted more and more and she was leaking so much that cum was dribbling down on the bed sheet. 

"Oh shit more! More Paul!" Rica whimpered.

Cherry looked up to see her gorgeous bestfriend in sheer ecstasy. Her hand was all wet by now because of all the juices that have flowed out from Rica's young cunt. It looked beautiful and erotic and she pumped even faster as she could hear the squishing sound that her pussy was making. Te landing strip pubic hair was now shining in cum and saliva as Cherry began to lick her pussy again.

"Ohhh shit...Oh oh oh... oh yeah... ohhhh ohhhh ahhhhh ahhh ah ah yeah... Oh shit... oh... fuck fuck fuck... oh oh ... Oh my god...Shit... Lapit na ata ako...malapit na ako... ohhhhh!"

Rica was thrashing around in Paul's bed. She was imagining that Paul was deeply thrusting her enormous dick in her pussy. She fought the pumping and she was thrusting herself down on the dick as well, impaling herself in the black manhood that was the surrogate of Paul's own cock.

"Fuck it! Fuck it! Ahhh ahhhh Ahhh ... Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh ... ahhhhhhh Arrrggghhh Ahhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhh!!"

Cherry was loving every second of it. She loved the fact that Rica was going insane with ecstasy and she was right there with her. She pumped even faster and rubbed around the wet folds of Rica's hot dripping cunt at the same time.

"Ohhh Oh yeah! Oh yeah! ...Ahhhh uhuh uhuh yeah there baby right there... harder.. uhhhmmm ahhhhh Fuck me Paul!" 

Cherry was pumping as fast as she could. She was getting a little bit tired by now especially since she's been pumping herself all day as well.

"Ohhhhh... yeahhh... Uhmmmm Ahhh aaaauu gshhhh! AHhhhh!!" Rica kept moaning. 

Cherry could see the beginnings of an explosive orgasm build up. She knew that Rica was about to climax any second now and she want it to be as explosive as possible.

"Oh god...here na... uhm uhm uhmmmm ... here na... uhm... ahhhh ah ah ah ah...———FFFUUUUCCCCKKKKKK!!" Rica screamed. Her entire body shook violently and the dildo came loose. Her cum exploded out of her juicy pussy like a geyser and it covered Cherry's face with it.

Cherry enjoyed the show and moved in to suck on her clit hard.

"Ohhhhhh Fuccckkkkkk!!" A second wave hit her and her body convulsed again.

"Oh shitttt... Ahhhh ahhhhh! Arrrggghhh Ohhhhhhh!" Rica continued to moan.

The last few shakes of her body were ending and she was feeling the rawness of her pussy. Cherry looked at Rica and Rica saw that Cherry's face had a lot of her cum on it.

Rica was heaving and was still trying to catch her breath. "Oh wow... thanks..." Rica said. 

Cherry just smiled at her and kissed her mouth. Rica was pleasantly surprised to feel a warm thick liquid enter her mouth and realized that it was her own cream that was being passed on by Cherry to her. They shared Rica's cum together between their tongues and licked each other's lips with it. She was very much satisfied and so was Cherry.