Boys and girls make fun – 5



We now stood the two of us once again side-by-side, my hand working her clit just as she had asked, though I was also close enough to lean over, capturing one of her magnificent breasts between my lips, sucking her hard extended nipple.

“Oh yeah, yeah…that’s perfect, oh fuck that feels good!” she informed us both as we continued teasing her with our hands and fingers, though our friend now followed my actions and likewise leaned over to capture and suckle her neglected breast.

“My God she’s wet!”

“Yeah, she tends to get like that,” I informed him. “And she likes it when you make a lot of noise, as slippery as she gets.”

“You know me too well,” June laughed. “But he’s right, I like hearing the sounds my pussy makes when I get as wet and as juicy as I often do. So…do like he said. Make naughty sounds with my cream, finger-fuck me so I can hear it!” She now encouraged him.

It wasn’t all that difficult a thing to do either. As sloppy wet as June’s cunt was, the sounds he began making as he pummeled her pussy with his finger were now echoing within the stairwell. The juicy, frothy, slippery sounds of her cunt as the two of us stood there finger-fucking her split had given new life to each one of our erections. Though I half suspected that June knew that it would.

“Oh yeah…make me fucking come,” she all but demanded. “Make me juice…nice and hard, and then I want to see you juicing again too, think you can do that for me?” she asked our friend. “Think you can squirt another nice hot load all over my cunt?” she asked him.

I certainly knew I could…but I was thinking about it later. The last thing I wanted to do was overextend myself. The evening was still early yet, June’s idea of a quickie suddenly turning into much more than that.

Seconds later however, she was crying out, her scream of pleasure actually worrying me, wondering as she did so if someone from maintenance perhaps might have overheard her somewhere down below. Though I could only stand there and imagine the person’s thoughts if they had. How many people actually had come out here on the landing and done this in the past? We couldn’t have been the first people to ever do so.

“Got another one for me then?” June asked as she slipped off the railing, contentedly spent for the moment. But only for the moment as I would come to realize and understand.

And not too surprising, he was indeed hard as hell again.

“I do, but I think I could go for that condom-covered blowjob you offered in the beginning,” he requested.

June shot me a quick brief inquisitive look, but my own in return assured her all was well, and that I found myself ok with that, and curiously interested to watch her do that. She smiled almost as quickly as she turned, reaching for her purse, seconds later withdrawing a condom from the side pocket.

“These are special ones…just for this purpose,” she informed him as she tore open the package, and then placed the condom inside her own mouth. The wrapper said all natural, non-lubricated, as she then leaned forward expertly rolling down the condom over his dick with her mouth, not even using her hands.

“Fucking A!” He groaned pleasurably as she did so. And then stood there likewise leaning against the railing as she proceeded to suck him off.

It didn’t take her very damn long this time either, perhaps a minute or two at the most until he was informing her of his second impending release. Her head continued to bob up and down however, her mouth working its magic along the length of his shaft as he came, crying out almost as loudly as she had.

When he was finished, June removed her mouth from him, the end of his condom hanging, the reservoir tip nearly full. I was fairly certain there wasn’t as much there as he’d managed to spurt the first time, but he’d given a pretty good accounting of himself for a second, fairly soon after orgasm.

“Pour it on me,” she now instructed him as he skimmed the condom off his dick, holding it up as she’d asked, and now pouring the contents of it over her soft breasts. “Oh yeah, that’s nice,” she said, gathering in his cream, rubbing it into herself as he and I stood there watching her, me once again proudly erect and half tempted to have her do the same thing to me.

But she now made it clear, our time here had come to an end.

“Well, this was certainly fun, and I’m glad that we met you,” she told our unknown friend. “But…we have plans later, so I should probably go to our room so I can freshen up before then.”

“By the way, my name is…”

“No, don’t tell me!” She said, shushing him, placing her fingertips against his lips. “I don’t want to know, it’s a bit naughtier that way,” she stated smiling. “But…it was nice meeting you anyway,” she added. “At least now, you can say you’ve had your cock fondled in an elevator.”

He laughed at that, nodding his head, and then waved good-bye disappearing moments later back through the door.

“We’ll take the stairs,” she giggled. “It’s only two floors up.”

I expected her to dress, though she did put her sandals back on. Though she also left her tee shirt up and over her exposed breasts as we began climbing the stairs. “Our room should be the first one around the corner as I recall,” she informed me. “When we get there, you have a quick peek, make sure the coast is clear and then walk over and open the door for me.”

We were safely inside the room moments later. “Pour us a drink, and then bring it into me while I shower,” she told me. “And after that, I’ll tell you what we’re doing next.”

**

June informed me that there were three bars all within easy walking distance back to our hotel. Though the first one we’d be going to would be the one where we had the best chance of including another woman. She also told me however that if I was expecting us to pick up some flawless beauty,

that we might as well not even go there. It was a bar where a lot of truckers hung out, including several female truck drivers. And though some of them were indeed gay, or lesbians, not all of them were. And some few she had said would be looking for a little action while in town. So…if we were lucky, patient, then we might indeed have one or two join us later on up in our room.

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