The girls cum on your tongue, +1 forward

"Oh, sweethearts," you say. Even sassy, silly girls deserve joy. Maybe especially them. "Let me eat your sweet honey pots."

Louise, Clara, and Colleen line up side by side in the shoe store's chairs. The clerk gets up and tiptoes to the back to dispose of his rubber. Good boy to keep a tidy place. But soon he's back to watch the three young ladies show off their pink, and maybe just as special, to show off their new shoes.

"I've n-never..." Louise stammers as you kneel in front of her.

"Liar," Clara says.

"No worries, sweetie, I'll take good care of you," you tell the blonde. "Knees up and back, hon."

Louise has a tart little pie. So sensitive! She quivers and flinches as you lick into her lips. Gently, you coax her joy up out of her trembling hips. Stroking your fingertips along her legs helps. You peek at her bright new shoes, tight toes and sharp heels pointing up to heaven. It looks so funny, like she's a ladybug fallen on her back. You shake your head and get back to work. Now that Louise is warmed up, you can go straight for her pie, then for her little love bean. Louise keens in a high voice as her joy strikes her like a thunderbolt. Her legs snap closed, trapping you against her lady parts. When she finally lets go, well, you're a little breathless. Louise, now, slumped back in the chair, she looks like she's been ridden hard and put away -- well, not even put away -- wet.

Clara cheers. "Whoo-hoo! You've got something going for you, Mary. Me now! Lay back, I want to ride your face."

"Whatever you say, missy," you tell Clara. You borrow the clerk's vest to put under your head and lie down on the shoe store carpet. Clara straddles your head, facing your feet, and squats down. No shame about showing off her back hole to you, as you find yourself eye to eye with Clara's crinkled star. You close your eyes and stick out your tongue. Clara's pie is rich and tasty. You'd allow she probably has lots of repeat visitors, mm-mm. As Clara swivels her hips, you follow with her tongue. It's no trick to find her pleasure, she finds it for you herself. You feel her hips tremble as she rises to her joy. It's a shame a pretty girl like Clara has to use such language, though.

"God fucking damn, Mary, you're so good, whoo! Fucking lick me with your lovely lesbo tongue. God, Colleen, watch her go, she's a lesbo love machine! Oh yeah like that, like that, fucking eat me, eeeeeee!"

Clara staggers off your face and collapses on her side.

"What a fucking ride," she says. "Oh, Mary, I want your number," she says.

Colleen is surprisingly quiet after Clara. She pulls her knees back and lets you at her pie. A nice red bush, after Louise and Clara's severe trims. A tasty pie, and warm soft flesh, not plump but not a skinny little stick. Your surprise comes as Colleen reaches her peak. She grabs your head and holds it against herself as she wrestles with the angel of joy, finally abandoning herself with a scream...and a splash!

You arise from Colleen's pie with a wet face dripping onto your chin.

"Why honey, look at that," you say. You fish for a handkerchief and dab it before it drips on your blouse, not that that probably makes any difference today.

"Mary, thank you so much," Colleen said. "That was so great, ohmygod."

Mark +3 XP (+5 total) as you make three girls come.

You look at them all. "My pleasure, Colleen. My pleasure, Louise and Clara. Now sweeties, hon, it's my turn." You pull up your skirt. "Here's what I like..."

Choose another character move. Then roll +hot (+2) (+3 hot, +1 forward, -2 four characters) to get eaten out. (female PC variant Basic Move using Hot: see the Forum thread. Choosing Group Sex will get you an extra +1 on the roll).