Jenna Doesn't Wait for Moesha

Moesha alluringly stood up, smiling delightedly as Jenna began masturbating and squirming more lewdly and aggressively on the floor beneath her. Craven blood red eyes locked on Moesha as if she was some sort of inspirational piece driving the physical actions transpiring.

Stepping back from Jenna she turned around, keeping her eyes locked on the brunette as she slowly bent over, rolling the yoga pants slowly down, over her slightly more bubbled ass, presenting it to the formerly blonde haired woman she had wrestled to the ground.

Jenna fingered herself gratuitously, arching her crotch upwards to the black woman in an invitation to feel someone else between her legs. She flicked her darkening tongue out in the air towards the black woman, invitingly curling the three inches that could now extend from her mouth.

Moesha fondled her breasts with an arm, looking down at the sunburned looking white girl in delight. She had never felt so wanted before. But Moesha felt intimidated, she had never done it with a woman, and what rational parts of her mind remained inhibited shielding itself in worry of messing this up with her inexperience.

Looking over her shoulder for a moment Moesha considered a threesome, she had experience with men. Looking at the guy she didn't feel the usual attraction she did to those whom she'd slept with in the past. In fact, when he walked in and talked to her with her earbuds in she felt rather repulsed. A typical misogynistic jock who couldn't help but hit on any woman he saw. Hell, he offered to “Help" Moesha with her workout, as if she didn't know her own fitness regiment.

But despite that lingering initial repulsion, Moesha felt a lingering desire to use the likely stupid tool. Maybe see what he does with a woman… Maybe use him to help her please Jenna better than she could herself.

Moesha gasped and moaned with surprise and excess. Looking back down to Jenna she found the brunette staring up mischievously from her ass, her teeth playfully lodged in a bite, one hand reaching around and splaying across Moesha's toned belly, as the other probed fingers towards her clit.

Increasingly Jenna was tired of just playing by herself. Thoughts of how she could've gone to the hot tub and had a pair of sisters on each tit as a lifeguard fucked her came to mind. But she couldn't just give up on this woman who had wrestled her to the ground.

“It's rude to keep a girl waiting.” Jenna alluringly mewed eager to immerse herself in further debauchery as her corrupted body and mind grew even more eager to unknowingly liberate her soul with sexual euphoric bliss. Her mind was full of all sorts of ideas, being dominated, and roughly used by this black woman. An ominous yet alluring voice echoed in her mind, "Help Her."

Jenna slowly kissed her way up Moesha's back, running her hands across the smooth glistening sweat glazed skin. She dipped her fingers into Moesha's pussy while nibbling on her shoulder, relishing the pleasurable sensations provoked reactions as it surged through the black girl. Her hands and mouth shifted across Moesha as her body flex and shifted in response to pleasure, their interpretive dance of coitus growing with each touch, Jenna's hardened nipples and large breasts adding to the tour of touch as the reddening girl pulled Moesha tight against her for a deep kiss.

“Of course, if you want me to wait… Maybe he can help me first.” Jenna whispered with a sultry lick to Moesha's ear, turning Moesha around Jenna stepped back, fondling a nipple, fingering her clit. Looking wantonly to Moesha as she massaged a droplet of milk from her breast before stepping around her. Gesturing Moesha to come along as she sauntered up behind the guy.

Moesha dropped her jaw in shock. Her mind was caught between reacting to the scandalous slut's course of action, and being aroused and inspired by the sheer freedom, and raunchiness of it. Moesha slowly shook her head in awe at the sexual confidence casually strutting away. Her mind raced with exciting new ideas, never before had she wanted to watch someone gets fucked before her, or watch some girl suck cock. But now… well now she was even finding the idea of a cock cumming across her face arousing, and she didn't even enjoy going down.

“What are you going to do?” Moesha was shocked she even asked the question aloud, embarrassed by the bluntness of it, growing wet with the idea of what possible responses might come.

“Whatever I like. Some stuff he likes, and hopefully lots you like.” Jenna replied flirtingly with a roll of her shoulder. “Would you like to watch me to do something you would like?” Jenna then added seductively, before once more gesturing for Moesha to come along as Jenna stepped around the guy working out and took in his reaction. , licking the air to Moesha, gesturing her along as she stepped around the bench into the guys' view.