3 comments/ 87056 views/ 12 favorites What Really Happened Ch. 01 By: jpearce21 It was after midnight when Michael walked into the house, the smell of burnt pizza and margaritas slapping into his nose. He shook off a cold shiver as he shrugged out of his heavy coat and ran the snow from his wavy brown hair with his fingers. He could hear his sister, Sarah, and her friends cackling down the hall in her bedroom and felt the irritation he had for them. She was five years younger than he was and a freshman in college, the same as her four friends. He was starting his first year of law school and hated that his parents insisted he be home with her like some babysitter while they flew down to the Bahamas for New Year's. He pulled a beer from the fridge and went down to the basement to watch television. In Sarah's bedroom, she and her friends were spread out on beanbag chairs, the floor and the bed, each of them wearing gray t-shirts emblazoned with the names of their different universities across their chests. For the most part, the girls looked the same, like some sort of brigade. All of them were 5'7" or taller, Callie being the tallest at 5'9"; most were just thin enough to carry the weight of their huge tits, except for Kelly. She was Hollywood-thin and only wore a C-cup, compared to her larger friends. Alicia, the shy, church-going girl had the biggest tits, barely squeezing herself into a DD bra. Each had long flowing hair of varying shades of brown and blond that stretched halfway down their backs, Carrie wore hers in a pony tail with what she called her blowjob holder, everyone else called it a scrunchie. They heard the busted exhaust of Michael's crappy old Celica halfway down the block and were still laughing about him as he settled onto the futon in the basement. Even though Carrie had had a crush on him since the fifth grade, she poked fun the most. She was affectionately known to her friends as The Bitch. Alicia was the quietest, often saying, as she did now, everyone was equal in God's eyes, which made the girls laugh harder. "Carrie," Callie said, "why don't you go downstairs and see if Michael needs any warming up from the snowstorm?" "Ha ha," she sneered. "Very funny" "Aw, c'mon," Kelly added. "You've wanted him since you were ten. Go get you some." The girls roared with laughter, more with her than at her. "Don't think I won't do it," Carrie boasted. "Go ahead, Carrie," Sarah joined in. "You've been masturbating with thoughts of him for years. Go do something about it." "Fuck you," the young girl countered. "I will." She stood up, smoothed her long t-shirt over her tanned thighs and stuck her tongue out at her friends before opening the door. She stopped in the open door, lifted her shirt and pulled her black thong off and threw it into Callie's face, who held it up, mockingly licking at it and laughing until her side hurt. Carrie slammed the door shut, pretending to be angry and walked through the dimly lit house, feeling more than a little embarrassed now that the chips had been thrown down. She heard her friends laughing like hyenas and felt sicker over the thought of going back to them like a coward. As she climbed down the stairs she didn't hear the four other girls follow her quietly through the house. "Hi, Michael," she said from the bottom of the stairs. He scanned her body from her bare pedicured toenails to her long, dark brown hair, paying obvious attention to her D sized tits. She knew he didn't like any of his sister's friends and felt flushed, standing there with no panties on. "What do you want," he snapped, taking a swig from his beer. "I just thought you might want some company," she tugged at the hem of her shirt, rotating her body like a toddler. Carrie had spent most of junior high school and all of high school as the town slut; at least that's what everyone thought. She wasn't used to anything but guys throwing themselves at her feet; she joked about it being the reason for her expensive pedicures. Michael was the only one within their rural community who never gave her a second glance and at that moment, between her friends laughing at her and his bitterness toward her, she wanted nothing more than to change his mind, or crawl into a hole; she wasn't sure which. With her best saunter she approached the futon and sat at the opposite end as him, watching him closely. He ignored her as long as he could, focusing on the blinking TV screen. "What," he finally turned to her, and angry expression across his face. The four girls had crept down the stairs under the cover of darkness, bending over each other silently as they strained to see what was unfolding at the far end of the room. The flickering light from the television cast an eerie glow over the mismatched pair on the futon. "I just thought you might want something to warm you up," she said with a bubbly voice. "What did you have in mind," he asked, barely pretending to be interested. She lifted the hem of her shirt, holding it tight to her stomach. He stared wide-eyed; taking in the smooth, pink folds of her shaved pussy. He licked his lips as he turned his attention from the movie he'd been watching, shifting his entire body to face her. The four girls were in shock as they stared at their friends nakedness, trying hard to stifle their giggles of 'oh my god' and 'that slut'. Thinking maybe Michael wasn't satisfied with just seeing between her legs, she lifted her shirt higher, bunching it over the top of her full breasts. "I could see how that would warm a guy up," he said, turning around just long enough to down his beer and set it on the end table. When he faced Carrie again, she had already stripped herself of her shirt, thrown it onto the TV and was adjusting the throw pillows behind her, against the hard wood armrest. When she'd finished she held his stare while she cupped her heavy tits, jiggling them and pinching her nipples teasingly. "Now I'm getting a little cold," she pouted, as she slid her hands over her tits and down her sides, bringing them between her thighs so she could push her legs open dramatically. Michael pulled his shirt off and tossed it aside as he offered to keep her warm. With a newfound interesting Sarah's friend, he lay down on Carrie, his face nestled between her tits, pawing at them, kissing and sucking her stiff nipples. She ground her pelvis into his stomach, feeling his tight muscles against her soft pussy. She squeezed her tits together while he rolled her nipples between his fingers and nibbled lightly. "Mmm," she moaned. "I like that, baby." He dragged over her mounds, kissing past her belly and brought his tongue sliding downward between her lips. She continued squeezing her tits and tweaking her nipples as he slathered her pussy with his saliva, mixing it with her natural wetness, coating her to a slick sheen. Wrapping his lips around her clit, he flicked it rapidly with the tip of his tongue, bringing a loud grown out of her before sucking hard on it like a nursing baby. She writhed under him, grinding herself into his face, her moans growing louder. "Suck Carrie's pussy, baby," she growled. His own moans sent a vibration through her pussy lips and into her stomach. He gripped her behind her knees and pushed them back against her sides, lifting here cunt and exposing her asshole. His lapping tongue slid from her tight puckered ass to her throbbing clit. When she grabbed hold of her own legs, holding them for him, he used his fingers to push into her, bringing out a slurpy sound as he pumped her. On the stairs, even Alicia was getting wet as the four friends watched Carrie get eaten by Michael. She'd only masturbated twice in her life, afraid of having to bring it up in the confessional, but right then, she felt an overwhelming need to make it number three. Because she and Kelly were in the front of the small group, they didn't notice that Callie was hunched over Sarah as they bent to see the action unfolding. They also didn't notice that Callie had slipped her hand between Sarah's legs from behind, pushed the light material of her panties aside and had two fingers thrusting into her wet pussy. They probably figured the sloppy sounds and musky womanly scent of arousal they noticed was from Carrie, if they noticed at all. When Carrie pushed Michael from between her legs and got onto her knees, demanding a proper rimming, Kelly became so turned on she stripped her satiny panties from under her long t-shirt and used them to rub her clit. She wrapped the material around her finger and thrust it into her pussy in sync with Michael's tongue fucking into Carrie's asshole. The loud screams from the other side of the room hid all sounds of the finger fucking happening on the stairs. "OHH FUCK, MICHAEL," she hollered. "I'M gonna FUCKIN' CUM!" Michael moved Carrie's her hand away her pussy and replaced it with three of his own fingers, pumping hard and fast into her while he spit on her ass and licked it back up. She was screaming at the top of her lungs when her pussy clamped down hard onto his fingers. "OOHHHH FUCK-K-K-K ME-E-E-E-E! I'M FUCKING CUMMING-G-G-G-G!" Kelly had two fingers jamming into her pussy, her satin panties soaking up her juices. Callie had two fingers stuck into Sarah's pussy and her thumb in her asshole, pumping both her holes simultaneously. She was on the verge of her own orgasm. Alicia turned with a whimper and ran up the stairs, surprising her friends who were in too much a frenzy to really care at the moment. She made it as far as the living room before she flopped onto the floor, rolling onto her back and pulling her light purple sweat pants and flowered cotton panties to her knees. She clawed at her dripping hairy pussy, frantically sliding the fingers of one hand over her swollen clit and sinking two fingers from her other hand into herself. She had less than thirty seconds of bucking her hips into her hands before she released a torrent of cum from her body; a feeling she hadn't given herself since she was 14. While Alicia panted like a slut on the living room carpet, her sweats and panties wrapped around her knees and her oozing cum coating the thick hairs of her pussy, Kelly pulled her fingers from herself, left the panties stuck into her and descended into the basement. She pulled her shirt over her head as she stepped beside Michael and Carrie, his tongue deep in her pussy, lapping away her cream. Sarah and Callie stayed undetected on the stairs. When Michael caught sight of something blue and satiny, he turned toward Kelly. "What the fuck," he said, reaching for them. "Oh, heh heh," she pretended to feel humiliation as she pulled the material from her pussy. "I was watchin' you two from the stairs." Michael eyed her with lust, appraising her tits, although not as large as Carrie's, they were still full and round and looked larger than they were against her skinny body. She had a thin arrow shaped patch of pubic hair and smooth bright pink pussy lips. "Wanna join the party," Carrie purred. "Fuck ya," she announced, pushing Michael away from her friend's ass. He was still wearing jeans so, together, the girls stripped him naked. When they slid his Scooby Doo boxers off, his large cock sprang back at them. "Holy shit," Kelly gasped. "Is that all yours," Carrie asked On the stairs, Sarah's eyes were wide as she stared at her brother's huge cock. The two girls had sat down next to each other, still shrouded by darkness. Sarah had three fingers pumping into her lover when she caught sight of her brother for the first time since she was about three years old. As she looked at it, she twisted her fingers faster into Callie, spreading them wide on each outstroke and tickling her inner walls furiously. Callie wrapped her fingers into Sarah's long light brown hair, pulling her head back hard. "Oh my God," she said quietly through gritting teeth. "Fuck my cunt, baby." Sarah responded with a fourth finger, ramming hard into her pussy. Kelly had dropped to her knees in front of the seated Michael, toying with his cock, entranced by its size. She wrapped both her fists around it and held it to Carrie, showing off that more than an inch still poked from her hands. She leaned down and wrapped her lips around the exposed head, squeezing her hands tightly as she flickered her tongue at the tip, tasting the fluid that oozed from him. She swallowed it down and pulled a hand away, sinking her mouth onto his long thick cock. As she bobbed her face onto his lap, Carrie cried out like a cheerleader. "Suck his cock! Suck his cock!" Kelly took as much as she could, feeling the corners of her mouth stretch and tear. Her eyes were rolling in her head as she pulled him free, gasping for air. Carrie pushed her aside demanding a turn. Immediately she opened wide and dropped onto Michael's lap, taking him halfway and holding him, her tongue rolling on the underside of his shaft. Kelly urged her to take more as she pressed her hand to the back of Carrie's head and pushed her down slowly. Carrie gulped more and more of Michael into mouth, past her tonsils to the back of her throat, until she had taken his entire nine inches. She gagged and choked, fighting against Kelly's grip. Her eyes rolled into her skull as she finally broke free, thick saliva falling from her mouth and covering Michael's lap. "You fucking whore," she growled. She gripped Kelly's long blond hair and smashed her friend down onto Michael. Kelly had just enough time to stretch her mouth wide before feeling his cock stab the back of her throat. Carrie twisted her fingers into her thick hair and pulled her back half way before slamming her down again. Over and over she bounced Kelly's face onto Michael's prick as the girl gagged and chocked and drooled thick spit all over him, mixing with Carrie's spit and his own pre-cum. Kelly had no clue that her eyes were rolling around in her head in time with Callie's, who was rocketing through her third orgasm against Sarah's four invading fingers and clit-riding thumb. Callie, her hips grinding onto her friend's palm, commanded her to fuck harder and deeper and faster. Her muscles clenched around Sarah's fingers as a cupful of cum drained from her body. "Enough," Michael yelled, pushing both girls away from him. "One of you better start fucking me real soon, or I'm really gonna be pissed." "Me first," Kelly squealed, climbing onto his lap. She held him against her slit and rocked herself onto him, taking him completely into pussy. "Mmm, fuck ya-a-a-a," she moaned as she got into a gyrating rhythm. Carrie squatted low behind her friend, her cheeks and tongue working saliva into her mouth. She spat a glob at Kelly's asshole and followed it in with her tongue, smearing it all around the girl's puckered hole. Michael was tugging and pinching her nipples as she rode his cock, thrashing her head, moaning and screaming. Carrie hurtled an even larger gob of spit at Kelly before she sat up and sank her middle finger deep into her asshole. "OH FUCKIN' A," Kelly screamed. She gripped the back of the futon, riding hard on Michael's cock and Carrie's finger. He muscles clenched and contracted violently. "OH FUCK," she wheezed. "I'm gonna FUCKING CUM." She squeezed her muscles tight, gripping the finger and cock impaling her holes as she threw her head back like a baying wolf, screaming until she was horse, bouncing until her cunt hurt. When the sound of Michael's cock slapping into Kelly's pussy became wet and squishy from the flood of cum she released, Carrie gripped her shoulder and picked her up with the finger in her asshole, tossing her aside effortlessly. "My turn," she growled at her friend. What Really Happened Ch. 02 Sarah and Callie watched the live fuck show together from the stairs, feeling their pussies sloshy with their own cum, stifling their laughs with their fists to their mouths. Jumping up and running, they made it to the top of the stairs before they lost control of their giggling. Holding their stomachs and dripping pussies, the stumbled back to Sarah's bedroom where they found Alicia sitting on a bean bag chair, her head thrown back. They could see that she felt ashamed from watching the spectacle. What they didn't see was her thrashing her pussy on the living room floor, her pants around her knees as she gushed onto her hands and the carpet. And they couldn't possible see that she was also feeling the cool wetness in her crotch of her cream that soaked into her cotton panties. "Wha's up, girlfriend," Sarah asked as she flopped onto her bed. She rocked onto her back, her feet in the air, and pulled her sopping panties from her pussy and tossed them with a 'plop' against the closet door. Callie bounced onto the bed beside her and mimicked the motion, her wet panties hitting the door at the same place Sarah's did, making the splatter bigger. They rolled onto the bellies and stared at the blushing Alicia. "I can't believe I did that," she said meekly. "What," Sarah asked. "What Carrie get off on my brother's tongue in her ass?" "No," Alicia said, quietly. "Oh," chimed in Callie, "and you missed the best part." "What?" "Kelly got up after shovin' her panties into her pussy and joined them," said Sarah. "I'm glad I didn't stay for that," Alicia told them. "Why not," asked Callie. "It was hot." "I came up and masturbated," Alicia blushed again. "YOU did," Callie was surprised. "Have you ever done that before," asked Sarah. "A couple of times." "A couple of times," Callie parroted. "I do it a couple of times before breakfast." "You don't hafta tell me," Sarah waved her off. "We room together, remember?" "Did you cum," Callie prodded. "Yes," Alicia answered like a mouse. "No WAY," Sarah exclaimed, reaching for the waistband of Alicia's sweat pants. "Lemme see." "Stop it," she swatted her friend's hand away. "Suit yourself," Sarah shrugged as she stood up. "I need a shower. Come wash me, Callie." The girls skipped out of the bedroom, laughing and bouncing their hair as they crossed the hall to the bathroom. In minutes, Callie was on her knees in the shower pumping three fingers into Sarah's dripping pussy and two into her asshole at the same time that Carrie was in the basement, her back pressed against Michael's chest and his cock embedded in her cunt. Kelly was kneeling and lapping at his shaft and her clit while he pumped her. "Holy FUCK," Carrie screamed. "FUCK the SHIT outta me." Michael pounded harder with Kelly trying to take his flailing balls into her mouth. She gave up and stood on the futon, dropping her wet pussy onto Carrie's mouth, muffling her screams. Up in the shower, Sarah had one leg over Callie's shoulder and held onto the shower door as she gyrated her hips against her college roommate, wailing out her orgasm, drooling pussy juice into the stream from the shower and over her friend's hand. Michael slammed his cock deep into Carrie, holding her tight on top of him as he jolted and sent ribbons of cum into her pussy. She tightened her muscles and flooded his cock with her cream, moaning vibrations into Kelly's pussy stuck to her mouth, sending the standing girl into orbit. Kelly's juice flowed from her cunt into Carrie's mouth, causing her to gag. They collapsed in a heap of sweating panting cum soaked flesh. "Who's in the shower," Kelly asked when they finally came up from the basement. Their gray t-shirts were over their shoulders but had, at some point, been torn to ribbons, exposing most of their young bodies, at least the parts the needed exposing. They held their panties in their hand and instinctually tossed them at the closet door, adding them to the pile already there "Sarah and Callie," Alicia told them. "Those fucking dykes," Carrie said rudely. "Don't they get enough?" Both girls fell exhausted onto the bed, their legs spread open for air. Alicia stared at the redness of their stretched pussies, wondering how it could have felt. Kelly asked her where she disappeared to, prying until she found out that the girl had gotten herself off on the living room floor. They each wished they could have watched her do it, which embarrassed the church girl even more. When Sarah and Callie returned from fingering and tonguing each other to cleanliness, Kelly and Carrie told them of Alicia's masturbation. "We know," Sarah brushed them off. "On the living room carpet," Carrie told them. "We didn't know that part," Callie said, eyeing her meek friend with admiration for her uninhibited bravery. "Now I have to go to confession," Alicia said quietly to herself, shaking her head. "Confession," Carrie screeched. "Fuck confession!" "I've never fucked anything," Alicia said without thinking. All four girls' jaws dropped, their eyes wide as they looked first to each other in astonishment, then to Alicia. "You've never..." began Sarah. "Fucked..." added Callie. "Anyone," Kelly finished the sentence. "You're a virgin," Carrie asked, and then added, "well, that's not too surprising." The four experienced friends thought it was a travesty that Alicia had never been fucked before and figured they could do something about it that night, what there being an available horny male in the house who was more than equipped to handle the task. Kelly vouched for him, citing her two orgasms so far; Carrie challenged her when she announced her three orgasms. Alicia was left out of the conversation at the four schemed over how to get her laid for the first time in her life. After coming up with a plan that involved little more than Sarah asking her brother to 'pretty please' take Alicia's virginity, they waited while the siblings talked. Sarah threw on a tight t-shirt over her that barely covered her tits and walked into Michael's bedroom, where he'd staggered to after filling Carrie's pussy with cum. At first she thought maybe she should put some pants on, but then decided it didn't matter since her brother was lying naked on his bed, his limp cock flopped over his thigh. She sat Indian style at the end of her bed, not caring that her were wide apart for his inspection. She matter-of-factly told him of the dilemma the girls were experiencing, in particular, Alicia's dilemma and asked him if he'd kindly help them set matters straight; 'pretty please'. Sarah and Michael didn't get along well. In fact, they were like cats and dogs and had been for as long as either could remember. Normally, he wouldn't save her life if she were choking, but, he weighed the circumstances and figured that since her friends had been so kind to him all night, and she was sitting with big tits bursting at the seams of her tight shirt and her pussy in full view, distracting him from any other thoughts, he agreed, reluctantly. "Don't worry," she said bouncing herself from his bed. "We'll clean her up real good for ya." She was laughing with delight as she left turned to leave. Stopping at the door, she turned back to him with a grin. "Oh, by the way," she smiled. "Nice cock." "Nice pussy," he offered. She wiggled her ass at him and hurried back to her friends to tell them of the agreement. "What'd he say," asked Callie. "That he'd fuck her," she said. "I told him we'd clean her up nicely. Do you need to shave or anything, Alicia?" "Shave," Alicia appeared genuinely puzzled. "You don't shave," asked Kelly. "Do you?" She stepped to the shy girl and held her hands out to her, pulling her to her feet. Carried jumped to her knees, tugging Alicia's sweat pants down to her knees, demanding a peek. She wiggled her cotton panties down on top of the sweats and gasped. "Oh my God, it's a forest." The other girls giggled as Alicia looked around the room, really noticing her friends shaving techniques for the first time, even though they'd all been sitting around mostly naked, if not completely naked for that past half hour. She saw Kelly's tight little arrow and Carrie's baby smooth baldness and Sarah's landing strip of pubic fur above her clit and Callie's full hair that had been trimmed very, very short, making it appear like peach fuzz, just the way Sarah liked her. "They're all so different," she said, looking from pussy to pussy. "Which do you like best," asked Sarah, pulling her stomach back to show herself off. "I'm not really sure," she stuttered her response. "Relax," Callie patted her shoulder. "We'll surprise you." Three of the girls stripped her naked and laid her on the bed while Sarah went to the bathroom for a pair of scissors, razor, damp wash clothes and dry towels. Kelly and Carrie held her legs open while the other two went to work primping and trimming. When they finished, Sarah held a hand mirror between Alicia's legs. She looked down and was pleased at the heart shaped patch of pubic hair and baby soft dark pink lips. She ran her fingers over herself, frantically nodding a broad smile of approval. Carrie poured baby oil into her palm and smeared the thick lubricant generously over Alicia's pussy lips, softening and smoothing them even more. They dabbed perfume behind her ears and between her tits, noting how huge they were, and wrapped her in a thick robe before leading her to Michael's bedroom. He obeyed when Sarah asked him to stand at the foot of the bed. Kelly and Carrie ceremoniously introduced their virgin sacrifice to him before untying the robe and slipping it from her shoulders, slowly revealing the naked, milky skinned girl with huge tits that hung heavily on her chest and heart shaped pubic mound about soft petal lips. Michael nodded and approving moan, his cock, lurching like it was trying to fuck her from the five feet away that he was. Carrie and Kelly led her to the bed and helped her lie down, adjusting the pillows behind her, making here comfortable. Sarah and Callie held Michael gently by his arms, softly instructing him to be slow and easy with her, reminding him of her virginity and that no one wanted to see anyone hurt. They asked for a clean fight and told him to wait for the bell. Kelly and Carrie were lying beside Alicia, holding her legs open over their laps. Both girls agreed that maybe she'd be a bit tight for someone as large as Michael and that they should probably find out if she could handle him. Before Alicia realized what was happening, the girls beside her had their fingers on her pussy, playing with her soft lips, opening them wide, glazing over her swollen clit and slipping into her. Alicia moaned when Kelly's finger pressed in first then moaned louder when Carrie added a finger of her own. They pushed in and out of the tight hole together for a few minutes before first Kelly adding second finger, then Carrie. Alicia rocked her pelvis against the four fingers that opened her and stretched her hole, making her ready. Michael's cock had burst to life, standing straight out in front of him. Callie wrapped her hand around his shaft, pumping slowly while Sarah whispered into his ear to calm down. When he started to get antsy, his feet moving against the carpet like a bull ready to charge, Sarah wrapped her hand around the half of his cock that Callie didn't occupy. He looked at his sister with alarm, she melted into his eyes with a soft grin. The girlfriends slowly stroked his meat and rubbed his shoulders, keeping him steady while Kelly and Carrie finger fucked Alicia to a hip rocking orgasm before their eyes. After she lowered her ass back to the mattress, they announced to Michael that she was ready for him. He crawled onto the bed, inching his way between her legs that the two girls held wide open for him. When he was close to her, Carrie pressed her hand to his rippled stomach, stopping him in his tracks. "Wait," she said to Kelly. "Lube." Kelly agreed and both girls moved to their knees and spit onto his cock. Kelly held him to Carrie who opened her mouth wide and sucked him in, coating him with their saliva. When she finished, Kelly brought his cock to her mouth and slathered him even more heavily with her spittle. Satisfied, the sat back again beside Alicia, pulled her legs back to her and offered her pussy for the taking. They were fondling her mammoth tits and licking her nipples as Michael pushed the head of his cock into her. She groaned from deep in her throat. When he reached resistance, she whimpered. "The moment of truth," Kelly whispered into her ear. "It'll only hurt for a minute," Carrie assured her. Sarah knelt on the bed and placed her hands into the small of her brothers back. With all her might, she pushed her brother, slamming him hard into her friend. The thin membrane snapped open with a stinging jolt in Alicia's pussy. She cried out at the top of he lungs. "OH SWEET JESUS!" The girls smiled at each other before Sarah patted her brothers ass and reminding him to take it slow. She moved to the chair in the corner of the room, pulling Callie onto her lap, who guided her girlfriend's fingers to her pussy, pushing three of them into herself and grinding against them. Michael pumped long and slow into Alicia's wet pussy. Her smooth lips wrapped themselves around his shaft as he fucked her. "Oh my God, that's tight," he winced. Carrie and Kelly held her legs farther open as he sped up, complaining that he didn't think he'd last very long in her. Alicia's was bucking her virgin hips into him, moaning and begging for more. The girls at her side were surprised at her reaction. Callie was turned on by it and finger fucked her Sarah harder. Moaning and groaning filled the room as at least two pussies were getting pummeled. Kelly nibbled and sucked at Alicia's nipple as she brought her hand between her legs and pushed two fingers into herself, bringing the fucked pussy number to three. Carrie had her mouth wrapped around Alicia's other nipple and her fingers on her fat throbbing clit, trying to stay out of the way of Michael as he lunged into her. Alicia's pussy gripped and slopped around his cock, urging him on and on. "OH GOD!" she screamed. She bounced her ass off the bed meeting Michael's hard thrusts. "OH FUCK!" he grunted. "I'M GONNA CUM!" Alicia's tight pussy bucked and clamped onto his cock as the spark of her orgasm ignited deep inside her, spreading like a wildfire through her pussy, rattling her bones and tightening her muscles. She felt it like a burning sensation coursing through her body at the same time Michael felt his seed pumping from his balls into his shaft with Kelly and Carrie realizing at the same time that Alicia wasn't on the pill. They each pushed a hand hard into his stomach, throwing his cock from her pussy at the moment he erupted. At the instant he was out of her pussy shooting ropes of thick white cum onto Alicia's tits and belly, she erupted with her own orgasm, splattering her clear gooey cum onto Michael's belly and cock. She clutched at herself causing her cum to spray the four on the bed before it just as quickly stopped. White man cum dribbled down Alicia's tits and swirled into a cloudy mixture on her belly. Kelly and Carrie dove their faces to her and lapped at the sticky mess. Callie was writhing against her friends hands in the throes of her own orgasm, screaming expletives and cumming in a flow onto the chair, the liquid squishing between Sarah's clenching ass cheeks. Michael fell on top of Alicia's sticky tits, panting for air. Kelly and Callie peppered his back with kisses as they massaged his ass cheeks. Callie and Sarah's wrapped their tongue around each other's, kissing like the lovers that they were. Alicia poked her head over Michael's shoulder to survey the room in wonder. "Why the fuck did I wait so long to do that?"