You stand up

You feel Nicole’s fingers on your softening cock. She made a point of not touching you while you were jerking off, she just egged you on with her words, but now she’s playfully spreading your slowly dripping semen around the head of your cock, down the shaft, all over your balls and even venturing across your taint and back entrance, going as far as scooping some off the floor to make sure everything is nice and coated in your own seed.

Meanwhile, you can’t take your eyes off of the depraved sight of Miranda, now completely naked, sitting back on the couch with her eyes closed and a satisfied expression on her face. It also sports several of Matt’s initial ribbons of cum, which are already drying up all over her forehead, cheeks and even her hair. The fresher batch has left her chin shiny with the white goo, mixed with her abundant spit. Some of it is even coming out of her nose. The make-up around her eyes is completely ruined, but it makes her look even hotter. You follow the trail of juices down her throat, over her breasts, where her fingers are using it as lube to idly play with her nipples, and, finally, to her bellybutton, where it’s pooling up. It’s an oddly alluring image.

You don’t know what comes over you, but you stand up and start removing your clothes. By the time you reach the couch, you’re naked. Like a man possessed, you pounce on Miranda, straddling her slightly spread legs. As you grab her face with both hands, you see her eyes opening in shock, but she can’t react fast enough to stop your lips from meeting hers.

You hear Nicole hiss out a “Yesss!” as she, too, disrobes and crawls towards you. You keep violently kissing Miranda, her surprise remitting and arousal taking hold. Your tongue is swirling all over her lips, tasting the leftover cum. It’s salty but you like it. Miranda finally opens her mouth and her cummy breath invades yours as your tongues start dancing together. You feel her right hand drag over your thigh and grab your ass with ****. At the same time, her left reaches up and buries her fingers in the hair at the back of your head, pulling sadistically.

Then two more hands reach from behind, caressing your chest before pinching your nipples. You moan into Miranda’s mouth and you feel her smile at your pleasure. “That’s it,” Nicole whispers directly into your ear, loud enough for the other girl to hear, her eyes looking straight into your mere inches away, expectantly, “clean her up, lap up all of his cum”. Here is your childhood friend, acting again as the imp of your perversion, the devil on your shoulder.