And now, fondling her other breast myself as the stranger did just seemed to heighten this experience even more.
“Hmm, I do love having my titties played with, especially when I’m enjoying being able to fondle a nice hard cock. And in this case, two of them too boot!” She grinned hotly.
Standing together as close as we were anyway, I was taken off guard, as was he, as June suddenly pulled us even closer, our dicks suddenly coming together as she placed them side by side within her hand, still rubbing and working them up and down.
“I love doing this,” she informed us both, and proceeded to continue, with neither one of us making any complaints or acting like this was a “gay” thing neither one of us were interested in. And though she stood there rubbing our cocks back and forth against one another, I wasn’t thinking in those terms whatsoever, just enjoying the feel of her hand as she managed to work us up and down simultaneously.
“I ah…” he stammered, his look obvious, a bit worried and unsure.
“Just tell me, I love hearing guys tell me when they’re ready to squirt,” she informed him.
“Yeah…she really does,” I added. “It’s sort of her thing.”
“Oh, and like you don’t enjoy saying it when you do!” She grinned looking towards me.
“Didn’t say that,” I told her. “And trust me…you will when I do,” I added, already clenching my teeth now just as our stranger friend seemed to be.
“Where?” He groaned, now moaning only moments away now from doing just that.
“Where else? On my tits of course!” she told him. “I love feeling all that wet hot sticky juice splattering against my breasts!”
“In that case…then I’m gonna…” he moaned, closing his eyes.
“Say it!” She told him, now kneeling down on the floor between us. “Go on, say it…tell me what you’re going to do!”
“I’m gonna cum.”
“Where?”
“On your tits!”
“When?”
“Now! Fucking now!” He cried out, and then launched a streamer of jisim from the tip of his prick, splurging against her as she continued pumping his shaft, his sperm tossed wildly about, some of it shooting even over her shoulder hitting the wall behind us where we all stood.
Just seeing that, her other hand still working my prick as I watched, watched his cum now not quite as forcefully shooting out, more like dribbling from his cock tip onto her fingers. I felt my own release suddenly begin, announcing it.
“Oh yeah baby! Gonna squirt too babe…here it comes babe, gonna shoot, gonna fucking cum!”
I didn’t wonder or really think about it until later, yelling out my pleasure there on landing, the sounds of which reverberated down the hollow sounding stairwell. At the time however, I could have cared less. June now aimed my prick at her breasts, though the first few spurts of which actually landed on her tee shirt instead, staining it with my semen. She didn’t seem to mind however,
actually enjoying the decadent look of it as it puddled there against her. She even finished wiping me off against her sleeve, smears of my spunk clearly noticeable, as she now stood once again, taking the hem of her shirt, using it as a cloth to now wipe off the remaining spunk residue from the other guy’s prick.
“Fuck!” He moaned happily, pleasurably, now uninhibitedly fondling himself as she turned her attention back to me, unlike him, and without the use of a rubber, now wrapping her lips around my cock, sucking it, cleaning it off.
She did so for a minute longer, and then stood once again. “Now…my turn,” she informed the two of us, surprising us both with this unexpected request.
Still wearing her cum-stained top, though it remained bunched up and over her bare breasts, she quickly wiggled out of her tight fitting jeans, slipping out of her sandals as well, removing them. She had nothing underneath which didn’t at all surprise me.
What did surprise me was when June climbed up onto the safety railing, balancing herself on the top bar, her feet planted on the second safety railing for support. “Ok you two, get over here and finger me, play with my clit, finger fuck my cunt!” Even then she directed the two of us as we approached her.
“You,” she said, speaking to me without calling me by name, “You work my clit…pinch it and rub it for me,” she told me. “And you…” she said pointedly, taking his hand, then extending his middle finger. “You slide this inside of me just like this. You should feel a nice soft little spot just inside, use that finger to tease me with,” she informed our very smiling friend.