WM Day 4 - Your idea

"It was my idea," you say, hoping you are not in trouble. Motoko doesn't seem mad.

"Then you have to take responsibility," Motoko tells you firmly.

Does she mean you have to take care of Adella? At first Adella looked worried, but now she looks happy. Great. You should not have taken the fall for her.

"OK I will," you say. Maybe they expected you to argue. You move toward the table, but notice Motoko watching you. "What?" you ask suspiciously.

"You want to do it wearing those?" she asks.

She wants you to take off your clothes. Adella doesn't say anything... she's enjoying this. Is this part of her plan? Does she have something up her sleeve?

The plan was to get closer to Motoko, but Motoko seems to be the one in charge.

You can't back down now. The plan was to get lewd with Motoko, so getting naked can't hurt, right? They both watch you take your clothes off. You blush as your completely hard penis bounces when you step out of your underwear.

"Yes, America. Take responsibility," Adella says, pulling her cock out of her shorts. She's trying to match arrogance with Motoko... Motoko's like asserting her power, and Adella wants to show how cool she can be getting a handjob in front of her. They are both idiots, but it's still exciting. You like the way Motoko is looking at you.

You climb onto the table with Adella and put your hand around her cock. Motoko is behind you so you can't see her, but she has a hell of a view of you. So does Adella. You are probably blushing all over.

Adella smirks as you stroke her firmly, and she must be locking eyes with Motoko. Is she trying to make Motoko jealous? You wouldn't mind getting your hands on Motoko, but... you jump, startled when something touches your butt.

It's Motoko's hand. She slides it between your legs, and you stop jerking Adella and gasp as she goes straight to your damp lips. She only teases for a moment before slipping two fingers inside you.

"Oh God," you say, shocked by how good it feels. Motoko does something and you cry out and fall on top of a startled Adella. Motoko's fingers thrust inside you from behind and you grab Adella and the table to hold on as your hips and body move out of your control. You have never been loud, but today...

"Ah! Ah!" Your cock is mashed against Adella's. Motoko finger-fucks you even faster and you scream at the top of your lungs, your cock making a huge mess between you and Adella. She made you cum in almost less time than it took you to get hard. You lie on top of Adella, who looks shocked, your legs and pussy twitching. Cum is still oozing from your shaft, staining Adella's shirt.

Motoko pauses by the door to shake your juices off her hand, then leaves.