I looked uneasily towards Mila, but she stood up and came over, grasping my prick, her finger easily coming away with the droplet as she then leaned over, allowing Laurel to suck it off the tip of her finger.
“How’s that? Taste good?” She asked her friend.
“Yes! Fuck yes…more please!”
“Sorry, no. You haven’t been naughty enough, has she?” Mila said, looking over towards me. I just stood there looking at her, not quite knowing what to do or say. “He says no…you haven’t,” she told her friend. “Not nearly naughty enough. If you want more, you’re going to have to earn it,” she then told her friend.
Still laying there with her legs spread so obscenely, her glistening cunt so open, so vulnerable and inviting, I watched as she reached down, exposing her clit even more decadently than it had been.
“That’s better, a little anyway,” Mila informed her. “Your clit is all nice and hard, but it needs some attention, some punishment perhaps, don’t you think?” She once again asked, looking at me. This time, I nodded my head yes, she even laughed, though more like a hot little giggle. “Yes, he agrees,” she told Laurel. “I think you need to spank that naughty little clit, make it sting a little,” she told her friend.
Seconds later she was doing just that, and hard too! I could hear the slap of her hand, flesh against flesh as she spanked her cunt, more specifically, her clitoris. Slapping it rapidly, pausing only on occasion to actually pinch it, tweaking and pulling on it with her fingers.
“How’s that,” she asked breathlessly.
“Very nice, he likes that, his cock is throbbing all by itself,” she told her once again, once again telling the truth too, it was.
“Is he juicy?” She now asked.
“Very much so,” Mila told her, “want to hear it?” she asked. “Want to hear just how fucking juicy his prick really is?”
“Yes! Yes! Fuck yes!” Laurel cried out.
Mila cheated just a little. But I certainly didn’t mind. She leaned over, mouthing my cock, spitting on it, lathering it with her saliva, and then fisting it, jacking it, allowing Laurel to hear the squishy sounds she made as she now stood next to me actually working my cock in such a way she could actually hear it.
“Oh fuck that’s hot!” Laurel moaned. She went back to pinching and lifting her tits again, something I quite enjoyed seeing, nodding my head in excitement at seeing her do so.
“He likes that,” Mila told her. “Now…slap them too honey, except kneel on the bed while you do, lean over a little, let them hang down and swing free while you do that.”
It was as though Mila had been reading my mind. There was just something about dangling, hanging tits that had always gotten to me, and now seeing hers, especially as large as they were as she leaned forward was driving me to the brink. Laurel began slapping them both with her hands, once again, not holding back either, her hand-slaps leaving red marks on her exposed tender skin, her nipples if anything, even harder than they had been as she did that.
“Nice baby…nice,” Mila cooed. “Would you like to feel a little cum lotion on the tips?” she now asked.
“Oh God yes!” Laurel groaned expectantly. Mila led me over closer towards the bed, doing so by the cock, as I quite naturally followed. Seconds later, I stood there watching her as Laurel held her breasts together in her hands as Mila rubbed the head of my prick back and forth between the two of them. I watched as she squeezed my dick, droplets of fluid leaking out, which she then smeared, rubbing Laurel’s nipples with my cock, caressing each, leaving a kiss of pearly liquid upon each before moving away once again.
“Ok honey…time to see you really finger-fuck that cock of his, and just so you know, while you do that, I am actually standing here holding onto it myself, I’m jerking it for him now…for a little while anyway, until he’s ready to squirt on you. After that, he’ll be on his own, just the way you wanted to imagine it, feel it,” she promised her.
“Oh fuck!” Laurel moaned, once again lying back on the bed, her legs bent at the knee, spread wide open. One hand holding herself a part, the other teasing her even more exposed nasty looking clit as she frigged it with her fingers rapidly.
“Very nice baby, very naughty. And this nice hard cock feels pretty naughty too. You should see it. Oh…but you can’t can you? And you won’t either honey, or I’ll take it away. I’ll make him leave if you peek. Yes I will. If you look, you won’t feel one single precious drop of hot sticky cum squirting on your body, not anywhere. So don’t look, as much as you might want to. As much as you’d enjoy seeing his hot thick semen squirting out of the end of his dick, you can’t look, can’t watch it…you can only feel it.”
Watching Laurel below me, hearing the two of them as they spoke so lustfully back and forth, not to mention the feel of Mila’s hand as she stood there stroking my cock, soon had me hovering on the edge. I felt like my eyes were about to cross, the inevitable only moments away now.
“Oh Laurel, you should see how tight his balls are, his prick is so fucking hard, so swollen, so painfully big. I can tell he’s ready to cum any moment now, shoot his big fucking load of sperm all over you, are you ready for that?” she asked. “Are you ready to feel his hot sticky spunk squirting all over you? All over your tits? Your cunt? Your face?”
“Yes! Yes! Squirt it! Squirt it! Cover me with your cum! Drench me in it…please!” She screamed, her fingers furiously pounding away in and out of her cunt now, one hand almost violently pinching her nipple.
“Go ahead baby…let her have it,” Mila told me smiling, and then stepped back, releasing my cock, surprising me as she slid into the bed next to Laurel. “Now you’ll know…when you feel it, he’s jerking himself off, just for you baby…gonna squirt that hot funky spunk all over your naughty, naked body!”