Sin and Desire by Carol Swan Page A

had an orgasm behind him. She had heard it took a man longer the second or third time than the first time. It gave Jenna the opportunity to explore and absorb the moment. She tried the thing with her hand she had noticed Ally doing, where she had pulled up and down on the guy's cock while bobbing her head. She watched Andy's reaction and saw how much he appreciated.

"So close," he murmured.

"Let him cum on your face," Ally suggested. Jenna glanced at her friend and was surprised seeing Ally clutching at her chest. "Do it," she insisted. "Wear it."

"Close," Andy growled with greater urgency.

"Cum on her face," Ally commanded, taking over for Jenna. Ally jerked off Andy with one hand while holding Jenna's face close. "Do it," she purred. "She wants it. Do it!"

"Yes!" Andy groaned. "Yes!" His cock erupted with thick, ropey strands of semen. If his first orgasm had dulled his volume, it didn't show. His orgasm flew with the same intensity Jenna imagined she had felt inside her mouth. What was new was feeling his warm, wet semen striking her face. The first glob landed on her nose. The second struck her cheek, just above her mouth. The next shot pasted her lips while the next one was against her chin. 

Ally was laughing and cheering at the same time. "Yeah! Do it! Paste her face!" After his final spurt Ally cradled Jenna's face and began showering her with kisses. She nuzzled against Jenna and smeared his load across both of them, coating their mouths, nose, cheeks and chin with his gooey cream. They kissed, laughed, licked and kissed again while Andy watched and pulled on his spent prick. 

Ally pulled away from the laughing, licking kiss-fest happening and glanced at Andy. "You can go," she said. 

"I'd rather stay and watch."

"Get out," Jenna snapped without looking at him. There was a moment happening here that didn't include Andy. Jenna cut Ally's giggle short by kissing her. She was vaguely aware of the man pulling up his pants and standing. Ally broke their kiss.

"Not a word. Just leave and maybe this will happen again."

Andy didn't reply but Jenna heard her door shutting. 
 
    Kneeling and kissing suddenly felt different without Andy in the room. Jenna didn't want to stop kissing Ally but what was stopping her from doing more? What if she touched Ally's breasts? She wrestled with controlling her hands, mentally insisting they behave. The temptation of their kiss made the battle frustrating. She finally pulled away. "We should stop," she gasped.

"I know," Ally said, though she stole another kiss from Jenna's lips. When she pulled away, her eyes raked across Jenna's body with a hungry looking stare. "I'm so fucking horny."

"I need to do myself," Jenna admitted, hoping Ally wanted to do it, too.

"I better go back to my room."

"You . . .," Jenna started, thought better of it and then decided she didn't care. "Stay."

"And do it with you?" Ally asked, biting her bottom lip. Jenna nodded and it took her a moment to realize her gaze was locked on Ally's chest. Why hadn't she ever noticed how full and firm Ally's breasts looked? She reluctantly pulled her eyes upwards. "I'm going to go," she said without moving.

"Yeah, good idea," Jenna said and pulled her t-shirt over her head. "Because I'm going to get naked now."

"And touch yourself?"

"Repeatedly," she said, undoing her bra. She saw how Ally's eye fell to her bare chest. 

"You have great breasts."

Jenna felt herself blushing.

"I like how your freckles stop," Ally said, tracing a line across Jenna's chest that followed the line of her bikini top. 

Ally's hand froze above Jenna's breast, lingering over it long enough for Jenna to notice the heat of her palm.  Please touch me,  Jenna thought with all her might. Instead, Ally pulled her hand away.

"Can I watch you do it?"

"You have to do it, too."

"I'm going to," Ally told Jenna's bare chest. She redirected her blue eyes to Jenna's. "In my room. I'm going to do it in my room.