Continuing with Sarah.

I remembered what Grace was talking about. She had said that if I spoke to her more, she’d show me more than just some underboob. Meanwhile, I had Sarah holding me from behind, wanting me to pay attention to her. I was spoilt for choice.

“Wait, when did you make a deal with him?” Mila asked. “What’s that about?”

“We chatted a bit before I went to sleep. I just gave him a little incentive for him to talk to me more.” Grace explained.

“W-Wha? You were talking last night…?”

“Texting back and forth, yes. I might have asked his opinion on… a few delicate topics,” Grace said with a mischievous and teasing tone.

Mila looked back and forth between us, pursing her lips and frowning at me.

“Enough of that!” Sarah moaned and turned me around to face her. “Let’s continue from where we left off earlier.” She licked my lips and dragged me back to the mattress. She kissed me ferociously, leaving me no room to breathe but I wasn’t complaining.

Yesterday, the girls had been the ones to lead and dictate everything. They made out with me, they let me touch them, they sucked my dick… I wanted to return the favor. I didn’t want to be the only one feeling good.

“S-Sarah,” I started. “Would… Would you like me to…”

She caught on the fact that my eyes were glancing down to her crotch. Her grin was fierce. “Wanna eat my pussy, Oliver? You’ve probably never done it, huh? Fine, I’ll let you practice on me.” She laid back on the mattress, lifted her skirt and showed me her black panties. She then pulled them down and got them off along with her shoes. “Come here and get a good look,” she said, spreading her legs.

I’d had sex with all three of them, I had even fingered Sarah before, but that was my first time actually SEEING a vagina. Like, actually seeing what it looked like in real life. I spent some time simply looking before daring to touch, moving her labia to see deeper inside. She was already wet, either from us kissing or from me watching and touching.

Mila and Grace sat on chairs and started to casually play on their phones while Sarah and I were… occupied.

“Had your fill of looking?” Sarah asked. “Come on, let’s see if you’re as good at eating pussy as you are at kissing.”

The smell drew me in, dispelling any hesitation I had left. I started by kissing her inner thighs, inching closer and closer to her pussy. Her lightly shivering body told me I was doing something right. I ran my tongue along her slit and I heard Sarah suck in a shaky breath that also made Grace and Mila look away from their phones. I did that a few more times, tasting her juices and somehow finding them to have a very light sweetness. I spread her legs further, gently, and slid my tongue inside her pussy.

“O-Oooh…” Sarah moaned to the ceiling. I went at it a little harder, making her let out an even louder moan. “Oooohh!!”

“Shhhh! Not so loud, you idiot!” Mila said.

I stopped for a moment to shake my head. “This was the music room,” I said, taking the chance to catch my breath. “It’s sound-proof so long as the windows are closed.”

“Thank fuck,” Sarah laughed. “Keep going, Oliver!”

I resumed my efforts, practically tongue-fucking Sarah’s pussy for a long moment before I decided to switch targets. I carefully spread her folds and found the little nub. I flicked my tongue over it and Sarah’s legs began to shake.

“Oh god! Fuck yes! Oliver! Oliveeer!!!”

Then I went for the kill. I started to suck on her clit and Sarah went absolutely crazy. She held tightly onto the edges of the mattress to prevent herself from thrashing about and her hips rose against her will.

“FUCK! FUCK!” she cursed as her orgasm rocked her from light head to curling toes.

We all looked on as Sarah slowly regained her composure, catching her breath while still having a couple of aftershocks that made her tremble with pleasure.

“That looked intense…” Mila said, and I noticed she had her legs pressed together.

“…Last time I came was at Thomas’ birthday party,” Sarah gasped. “God, how I needed this! Come here, Oliver.”

Sarah spread her arms and beckoned me closer. I swallowed, and though I was careful while crawling on top of her, she pulled me in and shoved her tongue in my mouth again. “I don’t know how you do it…” she said between kisses, “but that was fucking incredible. Thank you.”

My heart skipped a beat at her words and the look she was giving me. Her gaze was soft, tender and locked on my eyes. Her small smile, tired and ecstatic. She held me close to her, not caring that I was on top of her and might be too heavy.

“Hey, Oliver…” she started, but Grace interrupted.

“Awww,” she pouted. “And here I just wanted to have a nice chat with him, but you just had to keep his mouth busy.”

“Don’t **** him to talk if he’s not comfortable,” Mila said.

“I’m not, though. He said himself he wanted to talk more, remember?”

Sarah blinked, her eyes regaining some of her focus. “How much time do we have left?”

“About three minutes,” Mila said, looking at her phone.

“So not enough for him to do either of us,” Grace sighed. “A shame. I got wet just from watching that. And I see so did you, Mila.”

Mila flinched and pressed her legs together even more. Her face was red as a tomato.

“I think a trip to the restroom is in order,” Grace giggled. “That should give Oliver a few minutes to cool down before class.”

It was like she was a mind reader. I really, really wanted to do more, but knew we didn’t have time. I didn’t want to go back to class with a huge tent on my pants, so I nodded to Grace’s suggestion before remembering I had to talk more.

“That’s… a good idea,” I said.

Grace smiled at me and after waiting for Sarah to fix her clothes, the three girls left the old music room, leaving me alone for a few minutes.

Author's Note: Up to chapter 31 available at my Patreon.