Sara wants to make you sweat

“My turn…” Sara says, ignoring your comment and heading to the machine to pick out a new track.

You wonder if your suggestion was misheard because you weren’t stroking yourself or if Sara is just being her usual self important self. It doesn’t matter, you can towel yourself off and sit back to enjoy the next song. In fact, it might be a good time to head to the washroom to freshen up. You’ve never shot off this many times in one night and are probably due for a wipe down at the very least.

A slow, melodic reggae beat plays on. You are pulling yourself off the couch when Sara pushes you back down. In a power move, she climbs on top of you and straddles your face with her cooch.

“Mph!” You blurt out in surprise.

“Shut up and suck,” she tells you in a neutral tone. Her attention is then turned to her friend, Vicky.

“I've been watching you!

A La La La La Long

A La La La La Long Long

Li Long Long Long”

Sara’s singing is tone is deaf at best, cringeworthy at worst. You cover your ears and shake your head, grimacing at having to be a part of this, but still eating her out to keep her singing.

Vicky climbs over the sofa and you feel a weight on your lap. Soon you hear Vicky chiming in, harmonizing with Sara until they actually carry a tune together.

“I'm looking in your eye

I'm looking in your big brown eye

(Ooh yeah)

(and I've got this to say to you)”

Vicky is a step lower than Sara because the deadpan brunette is practically standing in order to shove her pussy in your face. To level them off, Sara pushes you onto the couch.

“Move over,” she orders as she shoves you like you’re a bratty little brother. You probably would have protested if the girls weren’t using you for sex. Sara plants herself back on your face while facing Vicky, who seats herself onto your erect cock. They go back into serenading each other as if nothing happened.

“Girl I want to make you sweat

Sweat 'til you can't sweat no more

And if you cry out I'm gonna push it some more”

Their bodies bounce and gyrate over you. Sara is definitely doing more than sweating. You can taste her juices flowing out. Vicky undulates over your cock in a smooth motion, feeling just as slick. Both girls are naked now too, leading you to believe that things have moved into a sexual nature.

The song is a slow grind, which seems to be a welcome pace for the girl singing it. They sing the melody and motion up and down on you like they are floating on a raft in the middle of calm seas. In your periphery, you notice them fondling and caressing one another throughout the song.

You begin to wonder if you should pick up the pace to help them along with their sexual awakening, but you can hear from the wavering in their voices that you are already having an affect on them.

“A La La La La Long

A La La La Ngh… Long…” Vicky pauses, body shivering.

“(Push it, push it some mm… ngh… ore…!)” Sara finishes. You feel her tremble and flex.

They grip each other’s hands and you can feel their bodies tense up and relax and they feel tiny orgasms.

“A La La La La Long

A La La La La Long Long

Li Long Long Long

(Push it, push it some more)”

The song ends and both ladies pry themselves off of you so you can sit up and give them room to sit and recover. They really do have a sheen of sweat built up on their bodies. Vicky fans herself while Sara douses herself with your drink.

Sara lifts the karaoke mic up and asks, “Who’s next?”