Stiff Chix by Mike O

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Stiff Chix

(Mike O'Connor)


I clasp her strong hands and kiss them

I clasp her strong hands and kiss them. "I'm all yours, darling. I hope your place isn't too far away, because I am ready to jump you right now."

She kisses me forcefully, thrusting her tongue halfway down my throat. I give up resisting and thrust my right hand up her skirt. The crotch of her cotton panties is damp and her cock is rock hard. I squeeze her balls and push a fingertip against her asshole. Erica responds by plunging her right hand between my legs and trying to suck my tongue clean out of my mouth.

I break from her kiss, while I can still breathe, and jump to my feet.

"I need to take a piss." I smack Bonnie's red rubber sheathed booty. "I'll leave you two girls to decide how you want this night to progress."

I really do need to use the bathroom, but not to answer any conventional call of nature. I'm so fucking horny; I'm practically creaming my pants! I've got Jack in my grasp, but I can't think straight. What I need right now is an empty toilet cubicle and a few minutes to jack off.

A slender young blonde posted at the entrance to the bathroom offers a more enticing alternative. Her spike heels are six inches high, her ripped denim mini skirt isn't much longer and her white tee shirt - bearing the legend JUST FUCK ME, in bright red lettering - leaves little room for ambiguity.

"Hey, babe," she simpers, catching my eye. "Are you looking for a special girl?"

"Maybe," I reply. "But what makes you special?"

She lifts her skirt. She's not wearing any underwear. Eight fat inches of throbbing cock, without a pubic hair in sight, are what makes this slut special. I grab her boner and yank her into the bathroom.