He's Aching For Me

I'm going to be unable to update until Sunday, so I'm releasing the next four pages all at once today.

Enjoy!

Sophie

Rachel slides her hand down my arm softly, almost lovingly. Her fingers slip up, the tips of them kissing my skin as she raises it by plucking invisible strings, drawing my arm up until my hand is level with the hole, with the cock sticking through it.

Less than half a foot between my fingers and that hard and throbbing cock. Pulsing so close to me, all of my attention on it. Staring at the pulsating head of it, the bead of precum, the need writ so large on it's thick and throbbing nature.

But I'm not the one who reaches out.

Rachel runs her hand down my arm and she taps out a rhythm on the back of my hand. Almost using it like a springboard she leaps from me, crossing and closing the gap between her fingertips and the cock.

And breathing heavily in my ear she connects with it. Her fingers tease around the head and then wrap around the shaft, pushing down to the base of it before drawing back up the length of it again. Twisting around and around the head of him while she squeezes just right, while she draws a moan out of the man on the other side of the wall and the room we're in fill with the slick sound of skin on skin as she strokes him to full life.

"Just look at him," she whispers in my ear, "He's aching for you, Emily. He needs relief. And I think only you can give it to him, though god I'm willing to try."

Rachel slides past me, her body caressing mine. She looks so damn beautiful as she strokes him, slow and almost like she's feeling it out, like she's finding her place in this.

Falling to her knees in front of him and bringing him up. One hand gliding up and down the length of him while all her attention, for the moment, is on him.

I watch her move like a dancer, her body shifting so gracefully. She shrugs out of her clothing, disrobing one handed until she's just as naked as I am, her clothes joining mine in a pile in the corner while she reveals herself, every inch of her beautiful form pale alabaster and pretty in pink. A flush of arousal on her skin that must have been there from the moment we stepped into the store.

"God I love it here," she giggles, "I love being this woman. I love teasing men like this. I love the way they love me, the way they want me. And Emily, I think you can love it too."

Her second hand joins the first. One strokes him up and down the fullness of his length while the other dips below to tease his balls with the sharp tips of her nails.

From the other side of the wall the man groans, his cock jumping at this attention. She fixes her hand on the base of his shaft, tightening and squeezing out another drop of precum as she tilts his cock up and then flicks it down, the cum flying off of his cock and landing on the top of her breast, rolling down a moment later to settle on the shuddering tip of her nipple.

I am compelled. Sliding around to the side to witness this and then sliding in to close my lips around her nipple. My tongue connects first, lapping up the salty taste of her precum before my lips close around her and pull, suckling on her for a moment before letting her breast fall out of my mouth with a pop.

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