Things Get A Bit Out Of Hand...

The pair of you immediately dashed towards each other, eager to get hold of the other. Your arms come together as you grapple for supremacy. It continued like this for a while, back-and-forth, until Clara made a noise that was suspiciously like a moan. When you turned round to see what the noise was about, Clara was sat there normally, though now with a curious look at you.

This distraction was more than enough for Summer to take advantage however, as she breaks the grapple, getting behind you and slipping her hand inside your pants and slowly stroking your cock. “Oooh, remember this?” she seductively whispered in your ear, nibbling on the lobe a little for good measure, as you started to get hard in her hand.

Between what Summer was doing right now, and the memories of when you first met her rushing back, you were frozen in place, allowing her to have her way with you all the more, and you were quickly getting worked up.. “Remember when you let me jerk you off right there in the hallway.” She teased, speeding up her hand. “Pumping and pumping.” Faster. “Faster and faster.” Faster. “Until you got to the edge.” Faster. “But then we stopped.” Her hand was now going as fast as it could, given the clothing in the way.

Getting closer and closer to the brink, your hand firmly meets hers, stopping her from jerking you off. Dropping your shoulder, you slip out of her grasp, and neatly roll her into yours. Now that you've effectively swapped places with her, you copy her move perfectly, and slip your hand into her pants.

“Don’t worry, we’re not stopping this time.” You whisper smugly into her ear as your fingers find the edges of her folds. She tries to struggle out of your grip, but by now you've got your free arm around her waist, keeping her secure as your fingers now invade her wet pussy.

For a brief moment, you feel Summer give in to it, melting into your arms and grind just a little bit against your fingers. You smile as you feel the barest hint of a moan vibrate up her body... and then she turns the tables again. With her body firmly pressed against yours, she starts grinding her ass against your erection. You gasp, and out of the corner of your eye, you see Clara smirking at Summer's reversal.

“Tres bien, Summer~” she cheered throatily. There was the slightest hint of wet shcliking sounds just at the very edge of your hearing, which led you to believe that Clara must be really enjoying the match so far. But there's no time to pay any mind to that - Summer's ass is about to make your throbbing cock cum!