Make Room

I looked up at Jason with a raised eyebrow. Why did I even bother asking, Diary? What guy says no to the opportunity at having 2 chicks on their peen? None! The answer is none.

“Rachel, I would love for you to join me.” I smiled and patted the ground next to me.

“Thank you, Sasha, it would be my pleasure.”

It was strange and rather formal. Like I said, we were not exactly friends, but I knew she had it bad for Jason. Part of me thought maybe I should just leave and give her Jason, but the thirsty part of me wanted that cock as much as I could. I started to laugh when I looked up at Jason again. I couldn’t help it, he just looked so, well, happy. More than happy, he looked like he had won the lotto.

Rachel eyed me with suspicion. “What’s so funny?”

“Jason’s face.” I snorted and tried to get myself under some form of control. “He….he….” I laughed some more. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Look how happy he is, Rachel. Just look at that shit-eating grin that is practically splitting his face in two.”

“What?” Jason asked with a grin. Rachel lost it and we were both laughing. He frowned, and his cock started to lose some of its hardness.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Here, let me help you with that.” I opened my mouth and consumed his cock to the base. Gasping and groaning in the same breath, he placed his hand on the back of my head and **** me to swallow around his expanding dick. Releasing me, I pulled back and he was once again hard. I was once again drooling.

Rachel was staring, all at once not so sure why she was on the ground about to suck a dick with someone she didn’t know. Being the whore that I am, Diary, I encouraged her by wrapping my lips around the shaft from the side and pushing his cock over, so it was pointing at her. Eat your heart out “Spin the Bottle”, you ain’t got nothing on me! Squaring her shoulders, Rachel leaned forward and popped the reddened tip into her mouth. I moved down the length and tongued his balls, leaving the dick for Rachel.

“Fuck, ladies, that feels fantastic.” Jason moaned.

Rachel was finding her confidence and her stride with each forward motion of her head. She wasn’t totally inexperienced, well to be honest, I think most people are compared to me, but I could tell that the shear girth of it was difficult for her to handle. She was only able to get about a third of it into her mouth. I knew Jason wouldn’t complain, cause really, two ladies were on his dick, but I knew what he liked, and he liked it deep. I didn’t want to make her feel back, so I moved from his balls to the base and started kissing my way up the shaft, finally connecting with her mouth. Rachel started at this and pulled back, eyeing me.

“Here, like this.” I guided her head forward and to the side. I placed my lips opposite hers and starting down. She followed my lead and together our lips moved up and down Jason.

He rested his hands on each of our heads but didn’t try to press or guide us. He was content in letting me decide and Rachel follow. When we would reach the tip, I let my tongue snake out and caress hers. With each meeting at the tip, we got closer and closer to kissing. I didn’t want to forcer her into a girl-on-girl kiss, its not everyone’s thing, even if we were currently sharing a cock. She surprised me and **** her tongue into my mouth when we ventured back up. And Diary, Rachel was a fantastic kisser. Just enough tongue and wetness.

A hand cupped my boob and I sighed into her mouth. Another rougher hand cupped the other. Rachel and Jason, together, were fondling my tits, while she made out with me. Jason’s hand left and then I felt something pressing the side of my mouth. It seemed that Jason was feeling left out, and his dick was getting lonely. We separated enough to allow him to push forward between our lips. Again, we each worked on a side. Again, his hands where on our heads, but this time there was a slight pressure, keeping us against him.

The cheering from the bleachers increased suddenly. Someone must have scored or something. I know nothing about baseball, Diary, but I know enough about Jason to know that he was close once again. I gripped Rachel’s thigh and moved to his balls. Salty, sweaty and full. Yum! Rachel took the dick, but this time she was doing a little better with getting it into her mouth. Not all the way, but about half, and half was good enough. I sucked in one nut and massaged it with my tongue, then the other. Jason was moaning and pressing firmly against each of us, slightly clutching our hair.

“I am going to cum, Rachel. Can I cum in your mouth?” He asked thru clenched teeth.

She nodded her head and struggled to take him in as deep as she could. He let go of my head and used both hands to steady hers. I went on bathing his sack and felt them twitch as he filled Rachel’s mouth with sweetness. I’ll admit, Diary, I was a little jealous of her. Oh, but poor Rachel started to ****. He did usually cum a lot and even I had difficultly taking it all at times. She gagged and cum drippled out of her mouth and onto her shirt. Jason released her head and she pulled back with a wet popping sound. Her lips where swollen and dripping with semen. It wasn’t until that moment that I actually realized how attractive Rachel really was. Maybe it was cum-colored glasses or some such thing, but I leaned forward and licked her bottom lip, tasting Jason. She froze, and I licked her top lip. Her mouth was still open, and I could see the slimy wetness of Jason’s sweet release. I pressed our lips together and my tongue lapped up all that I could find.

I went on exploring and when I was sure I had taken what I could, I leaned back and regarded her. She was blushing, and I noticed her hand was against the crotch of her pants. “You are so beautiful, Rachel. Isn’t she beautiful, Jason?” I petted her hair. I looked up at Jason’s half chubbed, glistening cock and devoured it once again. He jolted and sucked in a hiss of air.

“Argh, Sasha! I hate when you do that. You know how sensitive my head is after I cum!” he growled at me. I laughed around him and slowly released his dick.

“Sorry,” I said, but we both knew I wasn’t. “We should get back to the game soon,” I said once I had stood up and made myself presentable again. I had dirt on my knees. Oh well!

Jason was struggling to shove himself back into his pants. “That is probably wise. Sasha, will you get a soda and meet me back at our seats?” He glanced down at Rachel, who was still kneeing on the ground and back at me.

“Sure thing. See ya around, Rachel,” I called as I walked away. Reaching the concession stands, I turned around and saw Jason helping Rachel to her feet and taking her in his arms. She looked up at him and he kissed her, with a gentleness he never afforded me, not in the least grossed out by his seed still in her mouth.

*Sigh* Oh, Diary, it looks like I won’t be swallowing any more of Jason’s sweet juices anytime soon. Before turning back around and getting some soda, I saw them link hands and head towards the bleachers together. I was happy for them, well kinda. I wondered if Rachel will ask to have me over sometime and we can share Jason again. I hoped so.