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Chapter 5 by Tyff Tyff

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“Well it looked like you were enjoying yourself,” my girlfriend said pinching the tip of my penis that was dripping pre-cum like a faucet.

“Babe, please know that…” I try to say as she puts her finger on my lip.

“You’re perfectly fine, babe. You wouldn’t be the first boyfriend that we three have shared together,” she said as the three girls chuckled.

Her confident friend slapped her ass with a resounding slap as my girlfriend moaned. “We kiss but don’t tell, darling. Only thing John should know about is making new memories.”

“He’s going to enjoy the plans we have for him later. He has to survive tennis first,” said the quiet friend. I grimace as I recall sitting in the middle seat in the back of the car and having both of my arms sat on by the besties. Both girls took turns playing with my tip and even pulling my dick put more than it was initially. I couldn’t count how many times they edged me on the drive over as all I could do was enjoy the playful touch and move my own hands around on their plump asses.

I had adjusted my shorts just enough to hide my tip but there were noticeable marks of my precum staining the shorts. The imprint of my erection was still clear as day as various chuckles reminded me that anyone could see it. My hands were being held to my side by both of the friends as my girlfriend walked behind us. She was enjoying that I was being paraded around like a trophy. We checked in and once again I was paraded around the club and could feel my tip trying to peek out but luckily we got to our court just as my erection was peeking out again.

“Look he’s back, ladies,” said the confident friend. The three of them chuckled as they got their rackets out as my girlfriend bound over to me with her tits jiggling around. She handed me a racket and said, “This is my dad’s backup racket but you still need be careful.” I take the racket as she gives me a pinch before leaving for the other side of the court.

“Wait you aren’t my partner?” I ask pleading that she stays with me.

“No way! I don’t plan to lose today,” she said with a giggle as she high-fived her timid friend.

“Well it’s you and me, Johnny boy,” said the confident friend. “I’m dragging you to victory…one way or another.” She rubbed my tip as I moaned and she smiled saying while licking her fingers, “For good luck, y’know.” She announced to the other side, “We are ready to go over here!” I was definitely not ready for any of what was to come.

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