Elsa finishes in Sonya

“Don’t think this is ovah just yet, slut!” Elsa cried out, folding Sonya over. She had the tall athlete’s cheek pressed to the mat, ass in the air. She then stuck her head between Sonya’s tall legs and into her cum soaked pussy! With a satisfied hum, Elsa slid her tongue along the soft folds before sucking it all in, lapping up the freshly squeezed nectar.

After just going through a bone shaking orgasm, Sonya was sensitive down below, but with her ass still gaping open from the removed dildo and Elsa drinking in her juices like a thirsty pup, the track runner was in another world! Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her jaw hung loose and another moan came through her lungs.

“Ahhh!”

Sonya had to pant and gasp as she tried to look back as she said, “Can’t get enough of me, huh?” Her body started to writhe, heating up again as she felt Elsa’s frantic tongue dig around inside her. “You sure you’re not the slut, hungry for my pussy?”

Elsa’s hands got to work, thrusting three digits inside Sonya’s battered gate. “Your pussy is lovely, babe,” she said. “But, you clearly haven’t been paying attention! That’s not what I’m aftah tonight!” She moved her lips from Sonya’s pubis to her anus. Sonya’s eyes widened. “I’m feeling very very dirty tonight!”

“Oh GOD!” Sonya cried out, shivering once again as Sonya started to eat her ass out! Her knees bent, tilting her feet upwards where her curling toes could clearly be seen by all.

The three members of the audience were gobsmacked by what they were witnessing. Jen looked at Sam and Daxia, wondering if they thought this was normal because she felt like a line was being crossed by all of this. Daxia looked back with the same apprehensive glance.

“Is this… common?” Daxia asked in a hushed tone.

Jen slowly shook her head negatively and dry swallowed. “This is the first time they’ve done this… in front of us!” she revealed before daring to stare back at the depravity.

“Enjoy it while you can!” Sam whispered over to the brown eyed girl.

“It’s… new…” Daxia admitted, giving the performers a sidelong glance, not quite willing to show her deep infatuation with the show. As she was looking indirectly at the two in the center, her face was actually directed towards her companions and she saw Sam had slipped her own hand down her bikini bottoms. Daxia had to look away again, staring directly at Elsa and Sonya’s debaucherous display. Her eyes darted back and forth, not sure what to focus on, then she went to the official in black and white stripes, the one pillar of decorum that she could rely on, their club manager, Monica. To her dismay, Monica was standing on the far end watching along like the others. The ref’s eyes were filled with obvious lust towards the scene. No doubt she would be saving this moment in her memory to recall in her own private time! Xia despaired. She was in a den of raging lesbians! It was a nightmare that was testing her heterosexual resolve!

Everyone was honed in on the two in the middle, so no one was noticing Sam blatantly masturbating to the sex show. Daxia wondered if anyone would see if she did the same. It wasn’t the two lesbians going to town in front of her that gave her the urge, she told herself; it was the idea that she would be doing something so lewd under everyone’s eyes. She was also feeling a little chaffed sitting here for fifteen minutes. Her nipples had been stiff this whole time and she was aching to move around because her crotch felt constricted in the string thong. She imagined just stripping off right there and watching the girls go at it, in the buff. She wondered if anyone would even say anything.

Back in the center of the ring, Elsa worshipped the shapely smooth ass of the school’s star track runner. She ran her tongue along Sonya’s contours and crevasses before kissing and smacking each cheek. Feeling the inundation of lips and tongue coming in from below, Sonya’s lust overtook her and she started feeling back. Her hand found Elsa’s leg and caressed, moving into the inner thigh, eventually getting her fingers under the strap-on harness to rub her mistress’ clit.

“Hahh…” Elsa moaned, reveling in the feel of her friend massaging her bud. Then, as if waking up from a realization, she urgently ordered, “Get on top of me!”

Sonya followed the command and mounted Elsa’s face. Elsa swapped between ass and pussy, licking everything in front of her. Sonya rode her in calm undulating waves as she leaned over and slid her hand over Elsa’s belly and under the strap-on as if it was a pair of panties. Hand over mound, the tall blonde brushed her thumb over the Aussie’s pearl while her forefingers delved deeper.

“Mnngh!” Elsa groaned, thrusting her hips up into Sonya’s hand.

Daxia sidled back a bit to get further out of view. She was on the far left of their group with Jen in the middle and Sam to the right of her. They were spaced out enough that it didn’t attract notice from the others. She then shifted her bottom to one side, keeping a lookout in her periphery as she placed her left hand on her ass. Everyone was watching the prize round where Sonya and Elsa’s cries grew even louder.

At first, Daxia hid her hand behind her ass and tugged on her thong. It pulled against the front of the fabric, rubbing against her fully aroused clit and seemed to do the trick for her until Sonya and Elsa’s moans became more urgent. Her hand dived in from behind, trudging through her hidden valley until they landed inside her warm and inviting den. Her fingers shot at her with the same frenetic energy as the others displayed. She gasped and quickly looked around her to see if anyone noticed, but they were all still entranced by the two in the ring. Daxia raised her leg slightly to give herself more access. Her finger forged down her tunnel while she enjoyed the show as well.

Sonya’s one hand was a blur under Elsa’s strap-on while the other hand stroked Elsa’s cock as if it were real. Elsa moaned and thrust her hip, unable to maintain her focus on Sonya’s ass anymore. She let out a gasp and shot out a jet of her cum, playing into the illusion. Sonya’s hand was coated in artificial precum, allowing her to slide her grip over the shaft more freely. She rubbed faster with both hands until Elsa desperately gasped, “Climb on!”

Sonya obeyed, feeling the time was near. She mounted herself onto Elsa who guided the cock back up her ass. The now familiar feeling overtook Sonya, causing her to let out a shivered moan. She got on all fours as Elsa climbed up to her knees and started to pound Sonya’s aching backside. The slaps of their flesh echoed through the gym like a speedbag being pummeled at full velocity.

Everything else was quiet save the rhythmic patter of Elsa’s hips hammering into Sonya buttocks. Soon, their moans became audible again, short and high pitched. Suddenly, Elsa felt tension around her cock as Sonya’s sphincter muscles clenched it. She chose that moment to release!

Sonya’s pupils dilated as she felt herself balloon up inside. Her entire body tensed as she was taken over the edge!

“AAAAHHH!!!” Sonya bellowed through the room and into the halls!

“AAHHH!!” Elsa harmonized, thrusting herself over the crescendo!

The entire room let out a breath as all the build up tension suddenly released through their mutual climaxes. Elsa made a few more muted pumps before pulling out to reveal a thick cream oozing from Sonya’s ass. There were gasps of fascination as Sonya was **** to hold that position so everyone could admire her anal cream pie. The cream dripped down from Sonya’s hole to her long legs and from Elsa’s discharged penis to the floor.

The momentary silence was cut through by a rip of applause that filled the room for the pair at the center of attention.