Chapter 4
by 
Magnus_Amurov
What to do?
Over the lips and past the gums
'What harm could it do?' Jamal thinks before slugging down the final swallow. Again, there is no flavor, but a strange warmth flows over him as the beverage makes it's way down. The girls look slightly puzzled as they stare at the vial.
"Aw... It was so pretty to..." Hannah sighs in disappointment.
"I thought for sure it'd taste like strawberry." Brittany responds. Jamal shrugs before answering,
"Yeah, the other one was the same way. But, at least they didn't taste bad." The girls nod in response before changing the subject.
"Well, we've been waiting for you all day, and now you're finally home, so how about the three of us relax and watch a movie?" Brittany suggests. Jamal and Hannah quickly agree, and the three make their way to the living room, pick out a movie, turn the lights down low, and begin to watch a classic.
About 30 minutes into the film, however, Jamal starts to have difficulty focusing on the screen. Brittany is snuggled up next to him, while Hannah sits on the chair angled across from them. The feeling of his girlfriend's breasts on his arm, slightly sliding up and down the limb with their every breaths, is insanely distracting, and, try as he might, he can't help but watch Hannah as she squirms around on the chair, as though she can't get comfortable.
"You... okay, Han?" Brittany's voice calls out, softly but... off. Almost hoarse, as though she was straining it. Hannah nods, but Jamal can see her eyes continuously flick between the couple.
50 minutes into the movie, and Hannah has kicked the blanket off of herself, while Brittany's face has grown slightly pink with a blush. Jamal can feel her breasts on his arm, as they leave a burning trail of temptation against his skin. His eyes flick to Hannah, who's back is arched in frustration, trying to ignore what Jamal is realizing is the effect of the potion, though he doesn't yet know where they are headed. Nevertheless, he tries to ignore it and focus on the movie, but the way Hannah's tits press against her shirt when she arches like that... The way Brit keeps not-so-subtly rubbing her hand across what is probably the hardest erection Jamal's ever had... it's ****. Delicious, burning ****... 'Goddam 2h 30m movie, I feel like I'm going to explode...' Jamal curses in his own head as Brit bites her lower lip and Hannah makes the softest whimpering sound Jamal's ever heard.
At the 1 hour and 17 minute mark, Brit's head disappears under their blanket, and Jamal nearly moans as she pulls his cock out from his pants, planting soft kisses along his length. He risks a glance over to Hannah, who has slipped a hand between her thighs. He can just barely make out the movement of her masturbating, but the film is too loud to hear her. He sighs in relief, sure that if he can't hear her, then she can't hear them. It's then that Hannah looks over, and her eyes widen. Jamal can guess that she's clocked what's happening on the couch, and freezes. He prays that she just goes back to the film, finds the strength to ignore them, does anything but what he somehow knows she'll do.
Helplessly, Jamal watches as his girlfriend's best friend looks him up and down, stares into his eyes, and fishes one of her breasts out of her shirt before bringing it up to her mouth and giving her nipple a slow, wet lick. He moans as he cums across Brittany's face, who giggles as she swipes her finger through the semen and guides a thick glob onto her tongue, her free hand rubbing furiously against her clit.
"If you two are done with the pretenses," Brit says as she lifts her head, staring her best friend down with a sultry, lascivious gaze, "I think Han should get her tight little ass over here and help me get this wonderful cock nice and hard again. I'm going crazy over here." Jamal can't even utter a word before Hannah is beside him, both girls stripping themselves nude before damn near tearing his clothes off of him and pulling him to his feet.
Hannah gasps when she sees Jamal's package. Thick, long, and strong, his dick sways in the air between them, and Hannah is unable to help but stare between it and Britany's breasts.