RO Day 10 - Still the vaccine

Sheva knows what she’s doing, and Claire helps her out by lifting her shirt to give you a view. You just came, but Sheva’s skillful mouth and hand plus the show you’re getting. After just a couple minutes your knees shake and you grab the sheets, letting out another load in her mouth. She gulps it down, then shrugs at Claire.

“Thanks, love,” she says to you, patting your thigh.

“Sure,” you gasp, watching her leave.

Claire and Cheryl exchange a look. After a moment, Cheryl gestures politely.

“OK,” Claire says with a little smile. “My turn.” Do those two not like each other? She comes over to you. “Hi,” she says. “I like your bracelet.”

“Thanks,” you say awkwardly. It’s really weird with these girls that aren’t on your team…

“Let’s see here,” she says, grabbing your half-soft cock and stroking it. “Let’s get this guy going again. Do I need to take my top off?”

“Wouldn’t hurt,” you say innocently. She snorts and pulls it off, jiggling her breasts in front of you.

“Want to touch?”

“Yes please,” you say. She’s not particularly stacked or anything, but you can’t pass up a chance to touch a booby. You especially enjoy feeling her nips get hard.

“OK, here we go.” You’re hard now, but you just came twice. Your cock aches. But like Sheva, Claire has skill. She squeezes tight, doing long, firm strokes, making sure the foreskin covers the head, then pulling it back down.

It’s so good… but you still ache down there. And you haven’t really got your breath back.

“Ohh…” you moan, lying back on the bed. Claire gives the head a little suck with her mouth, then goes back to stroking, picking up the pace.

The bed squeaks. Cheryl just sat down next to you. She crosses her legs.

“Today, sweetie,” she says.

“I’m trying,” you gasp.

Cheryl grabs your boob and squeezes it. “How’s this?”

“Oh god.”

Even with that, it still takes several minutes for you to get close. When you do, you lift your hips off the bed. “There. Like that,” you plead. Claire wraps her lips around your cock, jerking it almost savagely.

“Ahh!” It’s almost a scream.

Claire squeezes your shaft, pulls up, and sucks. She stands up and swallows, wiping her mouth as you lie there, wheezing.

“Oh my god…” you groan.

“I’ll catch up,” Cheryl says.

“OK.” Claire brushes herself off and clears her throat. “Um, thanks. Riley.”

You don’t have the strength to speak. You give her a thumbs up.