Friends With Benefit - S01 E15 End
20-07-25 (05:45)
Then Sandra turned her back to me, encouraging Zainab
to unsnap her bikini top. It slipped it away, letting the
sides of Sandra’s swelling breasts spill into view. Sandra
turned to face me, draping an arm across her boobs to
cover up and extend my agony.
Satisfied that I was about to lose it, Sandra raised her
arm away and let her ample bosom swing back and
forth, fully exposed for my viewing pleasure. Without
the sturdy cups that Sandra typically used for support,
her full, heavy breasts looked even larger than I had
imagined. Two thick nipples poked out like gumdrops.
Chioma teasingly called out, “I think he likes what he
sees.”
Yeah, you could say that. For an encore, Sandra
grabbed Zainab by the shoulders and pulled her close,
mushing their bare boobs together in a thunderclap of
flesh.
“Whoa.” The word escaped my mouth completely
unbidden. The great pyramids at Giza could go fuck
themselves, I had just witnessed the TRUE wonders of
the world.
To my dismay, the girls then covered up with each
other’s tops and returned to their seats. But Sandra
didn’t put her towel back on, choosing instead to show
off how she looked in Zainab’s skimpy black tie-on. I
had a feeling her days of being labeled the “innocent
one” were securely behind her.
When she had finally recovered from the ordeal, Zainab
realized it was her turn to call someone out: “Chioma,
Truth or Dare?”
“Truth.”
“Have you ever gotten yourself off while fantasising
about Akin?”
Everyone “oohed”
scandalously. The usually confident Chioma looked at
me, then down at her toes. The suspense was killing
me. “Yeah,” she finally muttered, “Sometimes, I guess.”
Nneka let out a cheesy howl at Chioma’s confession.
Chioma rolled her eyes, “Right, like I’m the only one.”
Kike teased, her sing-song voice chanting “Chioma
loves Akin… Chioma loves Akin…”
Chioma called Kike out in retaliation: “Truth or Dare.”
“Truth.”
“Describe, in detail, the horniest you’ve ever been.”
As the most sexually experienced girl in the group, Kike
was all too happy to brag.
“Well,” she began, “a few months ago, this guy took
me to a concert–which was awesome, by the way–and
on the way home, there was this crazy traffic jam.
“We had been grinding against each other all night, and
we were both anxious to get to his room and get busy,
but we weren’t going anywhere' anytime soon. He
started talking dirty to me, telling me all the sexy things
he was gonna do to me once he got me back to his
room.
How he was gonna go down on me for hours and give
me pleasure like I had never imagined. How he was
gonna tie me up and force me to worship his cock with
my mouth and then cum all over my breasts. Typical
horny guy stuff, but I was already so horny I couldn’t
handle it.
It was like he had turned on a tap between my legs,
I’m telling you. I grabbed the gear shift and slid it into
park. We weren’t moving, and I NEEDED some.
“We started making out in full view of everyone else
on the road: him squeezing my breasts, and me rubbing
his crotch through his trousers. He got impatient and
fished out his erection, and I immediately started
sucking on it.
God, he had a beautiful cock. It was long, and curved
like a boomerang, with lots of little ridges for me to
play with. Knowing that everyone passing by could see
what I was doing lit a fire under me.”
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