0 comments/ 47485 views/ 0 favorites TEO 1.1 By: SensitiveSuccubus Angela pranced down the stairs, her long flowing skirt as she came, her hair bouncing, her skin still shining from the lotion she'd applied. Her breasts were straining within a small halter, as blue as her skirts and her deep eyes. She crossed the living room to see petite Brittany standing there in mock demureness in a tight spandex top that caressed her little breasts and a mini-skirt that gave everyone a generous view every time she stepped out of the car. She flipped her fiery red hair and smiled with crimson lips at Angela's entrance. "You look delicious, Hun." "So do you, Brit. Are you ready for the party?" "Am I ready?" Brittany walked over to her in response, her hands tracing the curves of Angela's hips beneath the softness of her skirt. Angela sighed, her hands coming up to run into the thick matte of Brittany's hair, her fingers sliding through her tresses, delicate touches on her temples as she brushed her mane. Brittany's eyes closed and a low growl rolled up from her throat as Angela massaged her scalp and gently tugged at her hair. Brittany closed the gap between them, her hands sliding up Angela's waist, her hands cupping her copious breasts, squeezing gently as Angela sighed louder. One of her hands came down to caress Brittany's neck, tracing down her side, relishing the shiver that coursed through little body, and settled on her exposed leg beneath her skirt. Brittany followed suit, one hand still squeezing Angela's breast, the other pulling up her skirt, slowly seeking an opening to Angela's pulsing sex. Angela pulled her closer still, their chests touching, their hearts thrashing against each other, as Brittany's hand rose up her thigh. Her fingers found Angela's puffy mons beneath the tight sheath of her panties and she circled the growing wet spot with eager fingers. Angela cooed beneath her touch and her own hand rose up Brittany's thigh, desperately searching to touch her in the same way. Her fingers found the hot union between Brittany's thighs, and was shocked to feel the wet, smooth lips of her ravenous pussy. Their eyes came open as Angela gasped, while Brittany grinned her evil little knowing grin. "You're such a little whore, Brit," Angela said as she slipped her first knuckle of one finger into Brittany's hungry slit. Brittany squirmed on her hand as she struggled to pull back Angela's panties. "I'm just cutting to the chase, Hun," she replied, staring into Angela's deep blue eyes. With a wink, she slipped to her knees, her hands trailing down Angela's thighs. The threw the hem of her long skirt over her head, and Brittany's fiery mane disappeared beneath her skirts. Angela tried to stand steadily as Brittany laid butterfly kisses on her thighs and light lips on her juicy mound. Slender fingers tugged at the waistband of her panties, and they rolled over her buttocks and from her sticky slit. Brittany pulled them to her ankles, and her finger slipped to her back, tickling her buttocks and pressing her face lightly into the fragrant patch of hair around her pussy. Angela gasped as Brittany pressed her lips to her exposed labia and her tongue flicked out once, twice. Angela's hands fell to her head, gently caressing Brittany through the flimsy material. Brittany became more excited, lapping faster, tonguing deeper, her fingers probing the depths of Angela's blooming rose. Angela let out little shrieks as her fiery friend stroked her within and sucked on the little nub of her clit, rhythmically bringing her closer to rapture. Angela's little top showed her excitement, her plump nipples poking through the material, as her breasts heaved with her uneven breath and shaking body. Angela rocked on her heels, unable to stay upright as ripples of pleasure slammed through her body. She gasped, trying to hold her balance against Brittany as she ate her with reckless abandon, trying to get inside her, her hot breath melting the delicate folds of her pussy. Angela screamed openly, her orgasm rising and she lost her balance altogether. She toppled backward, Brittany pushing her to the floor, and writhing up her body even as Angela tried to unpin her arm. Suddenly, Brittany's face was in her vision, framed by her crazy red hair like a wildfire. Brittany's lithe thigh was pressed to Angela's sopping slit and she rubbed her wetness, humping her frantically as she lowered her face to Angela's in a sloppy kiss. Brittany's mouth was warm and tasted of Angela's scent. Their lips locked and tongues probed as Brittany ground on her pussy, and Angela, helpless beneath, squirmed beneath the velvety weight of Brittany's body. Angela moaned and shrieked into her mouth as her orgasm came, Brittany slowing her speed to squeeze every sensation out of her friend. They moaned and writhed for minutes more before Brittany finally came to a halt. She rose to her knees, hovering over Angela like a stalking wolf, and then rose to he feet. She smoothed out her skirt and flipped her hair, done, for now. Angela got shakily to her feet. "Where are you going? She asked huskily, her breath still coming to her. "It's your turn." "Oooooh, goody," Brittany cooed and sat on a bar stool at the counter, her legs open, her skirt rising almost to her waist. "Come and get it, Lover." At that moment, the doorbell rang and Brittany jumped up from the stool. "It'll have to wait, the guests are here." TEO 1.2 Brittany bounced to the door. Angela leaned against the wall, watching her ass through her miniskirt as she recovered from her blistering orgasm. She wiped the beads of sweat that had popped out over her brow and spread out the wrinkles in her skirt and halter. Her nipples were still erect from Brittany's ministrations and she pinched them, feeling a ripple of pleasure course down to her clit and through her leg. Brittany disappeared around the corner. There was the sound of the door being unlocked and opened and then her excited squeal and a man's voice. The door closed and in a few moments Brittany came back around the corner in the arms of Aaron. He set her down on the sofa and approached Angela. "Hi, Sweetie," "Hi, Angela." They embraced and his lips found hers, and he took in the fragrance of her perfume and juices floating about her head. He pulled back, smiling. "It seems you girls started without me." "Don't worry," Brittany chimed in from the sofa, "There's plenty left to go around." "Well then, let's not waste any more time." Angela smiled and reached up to slip his jacket from off his shoulders. Aaron reached out to her and ran his hands through her hair briefly before slipping his hands down her sides and over her breasts and still standing nipples. He brushed his palms over them and her eyes closed, feeling the sensations ripple through her. He chuckled. "What did you do to her, Brit?" She stood up and walked over to the couple. "Oh, I'm sure you have an idea." She reached out with one hand on his face and stood on tiptoes to plant a deep kiss on him and he tasted Angela's secret for the second time. He and Brittany were locked in a kiss while he cupped and stroked Angela, little sounds of pleasure escaping her lips. Angela shivered and her eyes opened, and seeing that the two of them were engaged, Angela took the initiative. She slipped to her knees, her skirt pooling around her and her hands rose to the bulge in Aaron's jeans. She cupped him there and heard him moan into Brittany's mouth. Brittany knew what her friend was doing and obliged by sliding her hand through the buttons of his shirt, feeling for his tightening nipples beneath. She felt his hairy chest and caressed his muscular pecs, before twirling her nails around his nipples. Angela looked up, smiling. He was ready. His own hands were roving over Brittany's little breasts and then disappeared beneath the spandex to squeeze the tiny mounds. Brittany tongued him deeper and they moaned into each other's mouths. Angela pulled down his zipper and pulled open his jeans. She wrenched them from over his buttocks, pulling them down his muscular legs. She slipped down his shorts revealing his bulging, bobbing cock. She took it lightly in her hand, letting her fingertips rest on its throbbing surface. His stroking of Brittany's chest increased in speed and pressure and she moaned loudly. She grabbed his hand and led it to the short hem of her skirt and underneath. Soon she was bucking as his arm jittered against her skirt, his hand doing wonderful things out of their sight, but Angela saw his expert hands, his thick fingers, manipulating her clit and stroking her sopping slit. Angela took a firmer grip on his member and stroked him in earnest, long firm strokes down and light grazing strokes upward to the head. Aaron moaned monstrously as Brittany bucked breathing raggedly, impaled on his slippery fingers. Angela leaned over, still stroking Aaron and removed his hand from her pussy, replacing it with her own lips. Brittany's scent was high, intoxicating. Brittany jumped when Angela's tongue touched her and she shrieked above her. Angela never missed a stroke, her hand flickering up and down as his juices oozed out and down, trickling on her hand. Angela removed her hand to hold Brittany's cheeks and pulled her to her to eat her in earnest. Aaron reached for Brittany's hair and pulled her down, his hand on her back, bending her over his throbbing cock. It was engorged and jumping, eager, ready. Brittany bent over and her hungry mouth engulfed his cock, bobbing up and down, moaning into it as Angela tongued her greedy slit. "Bri, Brittany", he gasped. "Over to the sofa," Brittany stood upright and pushed back on Angela. She caught her breath, looking at Angela's glistening face, wet with her juices. "Follow us, Love." Aaron led Brittany over to the sofa and bent her over it at the waist. Her short skirt came up, showing off her wet shaved slit and gasping pucker. Angela came up behind them, caressing his throbbing shaft and cupping his balls. "Bang her, Aaron, I'll help." He smiled, kissed her and moved into position. Brittany raised her head, grinning ear to ear. "First cock of the night!" Aaron pushed her head back down as Brittany woohooed quietly. Angela shook her head and both women tensed up as he prepared to enter her.