After the party, Sasha

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I awoke to the sound of guys laughing somewhere. Amuffled laugh like through a wall. It took me a moment to realize where I was and what was going on. We had a pretty wild party and I ended up in a little mini sex romp with two guys and two girls. In front of me, lightly breathing, lay the tiny and delicate naked little Sasha. I ran my hand over her sweet velvety olive skin and down over the smooth little curve of her hips. She even smells sweet. I kiss her shoulder. Behind me I feel Greg stir and his thick cock stirs as well. His dick grows and swells and moves up my ass until finally it springs to life and he pushes it between my ass cheeks. Sasha is still sleeping and I cup her tiny breast as Greg cups mine. His hand moves down my body and he slides his fingers between my legs. He wants to fuck me again. He kisses my neck and then nibbles lightly on my ear. I turn over and whisper to Greg, “I want to watch you fuck little Sasha.” “But she is my…” He tries to protest but I put a finger to his lips and reach down and take his stiff cock in my hand. Sasha is stirring now and I open her thighs. Her legs are so small and so delicate that I wonder for a moment if Greg will break her? On the floor I see Jessica sitting up. Her body is amazing. In the dim light coming from under the door the swell of her full breasts is accented. She is resting on her arm and her chest is thrust out. I smile at her and she smiles back. Behind her I see Tyler lying naked and turned away from us. “How could you possibly not want to fuck that?” I ask Greg and we both look at the slim little doll-like figure of Sasha lying naked on the bed with her leg open and her slender little pink slit open and obviously excited. Sasha rubs her eyes and looks up to see Greg kneeling in front of her with a stiff erection and then she looks at me. She looks afraid. She looks sweet. I want to watch Greg take her. “I want to watch.” Jessica says and moves forward until she is kneeling beside me. Sasha opens her legs wider and bites her finger while she waits for Greg to do what he is going to do. He seems to be thinking and debating something in his mind. I make a mental note ankara travesti to find out their relationship. What are they? Friends? Old lovers? What? I stop and breath in deeply. Jessica is wearing a floral perfume that reminds me of Tina, my childhood love. I turn and she is looking at me with desire and her face lets me know she has been wanting this moment all evening. Sasha props herself up on the bed and I try to turn to look at her when Jessica takes my face in her hand and turns me back so we can kiss. Our lips touch and then press into each other. Jessica’s soft, warm, and beautiful lips part and our tongues caress each other like snakes. She touches my breast and I reach out and cup one of her huge breasts and it’s so soft, so warm. I feel around for her nipple and when I find it I and pinch it until she moans. Somehow a current of thought passes between Jessica and I and we rush into each others arms and fall onto the floor in a tangle of passion and lust. Our mouths never part and her breath is mine as we move into each other and touch and press against each other. There is a desperation in her passion, like she has wanted this for a very long time but has never had the nerve to make it happen. I find her swollen and hot little flowery mound and push my fingers between her lips until they open like sticky sweet little honey covered fruit. I slide down inside her easily and quickly slide in two more fingers. Jessica moans. “Oh God, please. Please. Please.” Jessica moans. I slide another finger in, making it four fingers buried deep in her juicy wet cunt. “Please Paula, please, please.” Jessica begs again. I realize she wants something to happen. I don’t know what she wants because I’m practically fisting her pussy. It isn’t until she places her hand on my face that I realize she wants me to go down on her. I move down her body and suck and lick her nipples before moving down that tight little stomach of hers. Just before I’m about to open her sweet little cheerleader thighs and dive into the most intoxicating pussy I’ve ever seen, I feel the light touch of a small hand on my shoulder and look up to see Sasha kneeling and ankara travestileri looking at me. The look on her face says that she wants to join in and I don’t even have to think about it, I move over and we open Jessica’s legs and together Sasha and I kiss and lick our way up to Jessica’s sweet little pussy. Sasha and I touch tongues as we collide in an effort to lick and taste every inch of Jessica’s young cunt. Sasha moves up and puts her hand on my head as I dive into Jessica’s sweet honeydew mound and I suck and lick deeper and deeper. Jessica is moaning and moving her hips up and down. She is fucking my face and desperately trying to cum. I suck harder and this sends her into a rapid succession of thrusts before finally she screams and her hips shake and drop inch by inch until her orgasm releases her body and she falls to the floor. Jessica reaches behind her and grabs Tyler who turns and rolls over her. There isn’t even a pause in movement as he rolls between her legs and slips his cock into her soaked and thoroughly eaten out pussy. “I have to pee.” Sasha says to me and we both break out giggling. Sasha and I throw open the door to the bedroom without a thought or care for who may be outside and when the door flings open we are met with a hallway filled with teenage guys! The hallway conversation dies suddenly and Sasha and I stand naked with our arms around each other before we burst out laughing. Several guys high-five each other and the comments and praise for our naked bodies flies. We soak up the compliments and walk boldly down the hall to the bathroom. We don’t make it all the way there without several ass pinches and slaps. Our walk is slow, deliberate, and meant to defy the position we’ve found ourselves in. Just before we get to the bathroom we hear someone shout, “There are people fucking in there! Dude! That’s Jessica!” Oops. We slam the bathroom door shut and turn and giggle again. Sasha squirms her way over to the toilet and squats down with her knees tight together and her elbows tucked in at her sides. She looks so cute. I hear the little tinkling of her pee hitting the water and I realize that this is travesti ankara turning me on! She pees for what seems like a very long time before she finally stops and I hear little dribbles and then nothing. She pulls out a handful of paper and wipes. Before she can stand I straddle her and press her down. She is obviously shocked. Her face surprised and amused. I put my hands on her cute little breasts and I tug at her milk chocolate thick Asian nipples. Then I push open her legs and tilt forward and I pee. I don’t know if Sasha will like this. I don’t know what Sasha likes besides cum. She smiles and lets me pee down across her pussy and into the toilet. When I’m done I put my hand between her legs and I finger her. She opens up like she has been waiting for this and she is wet and her pussy lips are thick and heavy in my fingers. “No, not here. Let’s go back to my dorm room.” Sasha says. So she is a college student! Now that I did not expect. I had her pegged as a high school student at best and at worst as an underage jail-bait queen. Instead she is quite possibly older than I am and this makes me wonder again at her relationship with Greg? Poor guy must be lost in the room waiting for us. “What about Greg?” I ask. “What about Greg? Are you hot for him?” She asks. “No, I thought maybe you guys were like…” “Ha! No.” Sasha says but doesn’t explain. The walk back to the room is no less a show than the walk to the bathroom but this time the guys have had time to think of things to say and they barrage us with taunts and cat-calls. We ignore them and proudly walk naked into the bedroom and I make sure to grab a big handful of Sasha’s ass before we close the door. Jessica and Tyler are gone. I half expected this and Sasha motions for us to find our clothes. Clothes. Dear Lord. Where are my clothes? It hits me that my clothes are probably all over the house. With a search that makes most of the guys in the house happy, I end up finding my jeans but they are barely wearable and my shirt is completely ruined. My panties and bra are gone, never to be recovered, most likely hanging from some guys dorm room wall. Shame, I really loved those little pink undies. All this was bad but it left me with the cold reality that I had nothing but jeans to wear out of here. Sasha wasn’t in much better shape, her clothes were wet, stained, and her shirt had an obvious foot print on it.

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