Chapter 41:She was very tight

“Do it, Janine, you know you want it. You’re a slut and you want Michael to fuck your precious cunt with his big, thick, hard cock, don’t you?” Lucy let go of Janine’s blouse and the brunette began to undress. First the blouse fell to the floor, then her bra; her breasts were full with large areolas topped by thick, erect nipples. Then the zip of her hip-hugging pants was undone, sliding down between her buttocks, and the fabric was pulled down her legs leaving her wearing only a tiny white thong. As Janine reached for it Lucy stopped her, hooking her own fingers into the sides of the cotton garment and pulling it away from Janine’s shaved pussy. “Naughty girl, Jan,” Lucy breathed. “Shaving yourself like that. Little hussy.”

Janine was breathing hard and her eyes were shut. Michael stood and moved behind her, running his hands up her thighs, over her hips, and up to the sides of her breasts. He looked at Lucy projecting, “I can feel the arousal in her mind.”

“Do you want Michael to touch your breasts, Jan?” Lucy asked and got a nod in reply. “Then ask him to. He won’t do it if you don’t ask.”

“Yes, oh god, yes, please. Please, Michael, touch me.”

“Touch what, Jan?” Lucy prompted.

“M-my tits, please touch my tits.” Michael’s hands slid around and cupped her breasts. His fingers slid across the soft skin and Janine moaned in pleasure. He pressed her breasts together, kneading the flesh, and teased her large nipples between the first two fingers of each hand.

Lucy slipped to her knees in front of the brunette. Her fingers peeled apart Janine’s naked pussy lips and her tongue darted out to flick over the clit that was exposed. Janine’s knees began to shake. Lucy stood up, an evil smile on her face, and said, “Jan, what else would you like Michael to do?”

“F-fuck meee,” she moaned.

“If you beg him, he might do it. If you tell him exactly what you want him to do and how you want him to do it, then he might agree to fuck you.”

“I c-can’t.” Janine stammered, her voice low.

“Can’t what, Jan? Can’t beg? Is that your problem?” Janine nodded. “Too stuck up to beg, eh? I begged, Jan. I wanted his cock so much I begged for it.” Lucy reached out her hand and slipped two fingers into Janine’s pussy. Janine let a soft mewl, but said nothing. Lucy curled her fingers and began to rub where she knew it would do the most good. “Beg for it, Jan. You know you want it.” And she pulled the fingers back out.

“Oh, god, no,” Janine yelped. She turned and dropped to her knees in front of Michael. “Please fuck me, Michael. Put your cock in my cunt and fuck me ’til I can’t walk. Screw me hard, please. Please?”

Michael raised an eyebrow and looked down at the brunette. “You want me to fuck you?” he said.

“Oh, god, yes.”

“You want me to use you, fuck you like the whore you are?” She could only manage a nod this time. “You want me to bury my cock in your pussy and make you cum?” Another nod. “I can’t hear you.”

“Yes, I want you to make me cum with your big cock.”

“On the floor, on your back. Spread your legs as wide as you can.” She complied instantly, enthusiastically. Cheerleader training once again paid off as she spread her legs more than Michael considered humanly possible. He dropped to his knees between them and grabbed her knees, lifting her long legs up so that he could position the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy. She felt the head sliding between her pussy lips and let out a soft moan. Her eyes closed in expectation of the coming sensation. Michael looked up at Lucy, standing near Janine’s head and she nodded enthusiastically. He plunged in, burying his whole length into her in one go.

She was very tight. Only the fact that her pussy was flooded with cunt juices stopped the thrust from hurting the both of them. It was pretty clear she had never had a penis of any size inside her. He pulled part way out and slid in again, eliciting a groan from his victim. The stretching she was getting seemed to be of the enjoyable kind. Michael picked up the pace.

“Oh, oh, oh, yes, faster.” Seeing that Janine was getting vocal, Lucy decided that it was time to gag her. Pulling up her skirt, she straddled Janine’s face with her legs and pushed her pussy down against her fellow cheerleader’s mouth. There was a brief moment of resistance, and then she felt Janine’s tongue searching for her clit.

“Ah, that’s it,” Lucy sighed. “I knew you knew how to do this, slut. Oh, yeah, that’s, ahhh.”

Michael and Lucy looked up at each other as Michael pounded into Janine and Janine’s tongue worked over Lucy’s pussy. Their eyes looked, neither looked away. “It’s like that first dream I was in,” Lucy thought. “In the pool house, Julia sat on my face to keep me quiet while you fucked me. God, but it felt good.”

“It was the first time Julia pulled me into a dreamscape,” Michael thought. “I was dreaming of you the previous night, but it wasn’t really you. Julia came and took over one of my dreams. Then someone arranged for both of us to be at that party. And now we’re playing it for real.”

“You dreamed of me before that time at the party?”

“Yes, often.”

A little shiver ran up Lucy’s body. “I’m gonna cum,” she groaned and her head rolled back on her neck.