Stay out of the way

Your guests are looking noticeably moved by what is unfolding on the screen as their friend has her way with your coworker. They shift around on the couch to get more comfortable, subtly rubbing their legs together. You can tell that they’re trying to rub themselves but don’t want to point it out and possibly make them self conscious. So, you opt to let the ladies do their thing and not get in the way for the time being.

You hop out of the couch, stepping out from between the two nymphs and make your way to the kitchen. “Who wants popcorn?” you ask, nonchalantly.

“Sure!” Skylar accepts.

“I’ll take some!” Chelsea agrees as well.

They’re both still staring at the screen, sitting on their own corners of the couch, discreetly shuffling their legs together.

You grab a bag of microwave popcorn and toss it in the microwave, hitting the popcorn setting. Then, you grab a drink from the fridge while you wait. From your kitchen you can still see your two female companions sitting on the couch. They haven’t taken their eyes off the screen. Skylar has her hand over her groin, idly running her finger over the lining of her panties. She is still in the long t-shirt that Sabrina had lent her. Chelsea is more covert, sitting on her hand, subtly grinding her hips against the denim fabric of her shorts.

The buzzer from your microwave goes off and you transfer the popped snack into a bowl. You head out and are instantly hit with a waft of female pheromones. You need to hold up the bowl of popcorn to mask the scent.

“Mmm… I want some of that!” Skylar says, smelling the buttery movie concession. She reaches out and grabs a handful.

“Thanks!” Chelsea says as she takes a bunch as well, holding it in one hand and picking at it with another.

“I could get you each a bowl…” you offer.

“No, I’m fine sharing!” Skylar says, taking another handful to stuff in her mouth. At this rate she’ll finish the bowl by herself!

“What’d I miss?” you ask, turning your attention back to the action.

“Liv’s been eating Sabrina out,” Chelsea updates you. You watch in awe as the girl you know from work is curled up, planted on her shoulders, hips in the air, as a lithe, straight haired noirette buries her face into that girl’s pussy.

“Shit, I want to try that move,” Skylar remarks between bites.

Sabrina doesn’t last much longer under this position and starts to buck, bouncing on the bed and shivering. She’s just as enthused as Liv was and scrambles to get back on top, moving Liv face first onto the mattress, ass in the air. She digs her nose into the other woman’s snatch and nods her head up and down. Olivia turns her head to the side and makes an ‘O’ face.

“How many orgasms do you think they’re going to have?” Chelsea wonders.

“Are we keeping track?” you ask.

“We should!” Skylar chuckles.

Olivia buries her face into the mattress and pumps her ass up and down in the air, trying to grind it into Sabrina’s face. She then looks out onto the pile of sheets on the floor.

“What’s she looking at?” Chelsea asks.

“I think I know…” you say, remembering Sabrina’s dildo.

“Wait, is that…?” Skylar asks you. You nod and she grins impishly. “No way she picks it up!”

“What? What is it?!” Chelsea asks, left in the dark.

“Sabrina’s toy,” you explain. Chelsea’s eyes light up.

“I had that in her, remember?” Skylar reminds her. “We just watched that part!”

“Oh my God! She won’t pick it up!”

“She’s going to pick it up,” you say, confident in her curiosity.

“Did Sabrina even clean that thing? It was in her pussy!” Skylar gasps.

“She picked it up!” Chelsea squeals! “Oh my God! They’re talking… did Sabrina just tell her that it’s covered in her juices?”

“She’s still looking at it…” you point out. “Is she going to use it?”

“No way she uses it!” Skylar screams.

“She could…” you retort. Crazier things have happened tonight.

“If she uses it, I’ll eat out Chelsea right here!” Skylar bets.

“But if she drops it… you have to spend the rest of the night naked!” Chelsea adds.