Chris was now at full attention.How lucky was he? Chris hadn’t had many meaningful dates since the breakup with Diane, nor had any pussy for some ti...me. His right hand had been his best friend lately. He first began rubbing his hard cock through his blue FedEx shorts, but when the girls started to sink their tongues deep into their mouths and masturbate their lovely cunts, he dropped his shorts and jockeys as quickly as he was able. He checked once again to make sure he could not be seen from. My heart stopped, maybe from excitement, maybe from dread of what maybe about to happen. What if it were C? With her perfect young body, that perfect little ass. Maybe she knew I was watching her, maybe her brother D had told her? Maybe she was now coming in wanting me to fuck her.Who I saw standing there though, was D. The girls had left, he stayed behind and it was only the two of us in the house. He walked over towards me as I was seated on the couch. Slowly moving his hips, so sensual, so. And filled with shame. But just a teensybit less fear and shame that the last time. With guys, in the end, theneed for great pussy is our strongest instinct, stronger than anyemotion. And there's no doubt that Jamie was great pussy.When my consciousness, which had left my body and was rotating aroundthe earth, returned to my body, I had two things on my mind. I wantedto kiss, lick and suck those pouty, bare, erect little nipples Jamiewas flaunting and I wanted to suck Jamie's cock and swallow. They lay together, oblivious to the squelching of the carpet under them as frantically they kissed, tongues probing each other’s mouths, hands sliding over each other’s bodies. Sophie broke the kiss off first, laying Emma on her back and diving between her legs. With no warning she suddenly pushed two fingers straight up inside her friend, amazed at how wet she was already, wanting nothing but to make her friend come, memories of their friendship bubbling up inside her and suddenly completely.