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Traveling Companions (fm:voyeurism, 1397 words)

Author: nude_in_wpg
Added: Nov 01 2024Views / Reads: 1985 / 1604 [81%]Story vote: 9.59 (17 votes)
Sharing a hotel room with two fellow travelers, Marty wakes to some unexpected activity next to him. Could this alter a friendship forever?
 


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Or not. A sudden exhalation, and a slight shift of position. The dim light in the room was just sufficient for me to see that her hand was inside her shorts, and was moving slowly. Another gasp, a soft, extended moan, and it was clear she was actually pleasuring herself, probably trying not to wake us up in the process.

I felt movement, and turned to see Angie smile as we made eye contact; clearly she had also been awakened by our bedmate's late-night activities, and as she snuggled more tightly against me while we enjoyed the show, I became more acutely aware of the lack of clothing separating us. My cock was rapidly getting hard, and she was likely to notice at any moment.

Tammy's hands were still busy expoloring her body; she had pushed her shirt up to more easily massage her tits with one hand, while the other strained the waistband of her shorts. Her gasps and moans were becoming louder and more frequent as she worked herself.

Meanwhile, Angie's hand was gliding slowly down my torso as she watched and listened, and I jumped when her fingers ran overbtge very prominent tent in my shorts. We were far beyond anything that had ever happened between us, but the sexual charge in the air was powerful. I heard a quick intake of.breath, and then my best friend's hand was inside my shorts.

I gasped at the sudden contact, barely remembering that I needed to stay quiet. Or maybe I didn't. Tammy had pushed her shorts down onto her thighs, and was starting to give her pussy some serious attention. The soft squishing sounds of her arousal were audible over her moans and then hum of the air conditioner, and the musky smell of sex was starting to fill the room.

Again Angela shifted, and I felt her slide carefully down the bed. Still not quite believing the situation, I groaned slightly as she carefully slid my shorts down and off. A few seconds spent examining my cock for the first time, and then the warmth of her mouth engulfed me.

Tammy suddenly sat bolt upright beside me, and I thought we were busted, show time over, but was apparently lost in her own mad desire, quickly whipping he shirt over her head, kicking her shorts on the floor, and returning to the task of vigorously masturbating. She was moaning almost constantly now, the squishing sounds of her pussy become more of a sloshing, splashing almost as her juices flooded the area.

Angie increased her attention in tandem with Tammy, her head bobbing as her hand worked the base of my cock, and with all the various sources of stimulation, I knew I wouldn't last long. Angie knew it to.l, and she was determined to finish me off by the time Tammy completed her own task.

Everything happened at once. Tammy clamped her hands tightly over her pussy, froze for a second, then bucked her hips violently off the bed as she howled out her climax, drenching the bed with a massive gush of wetness. Angie took me deep in her mouth -- I could feel the head of my cock against her throat -- and squeezed with her hand. I tensed, my recent pent-up sexual boiling over at last, and groaned loudly as I erupted, filling her waiting mouth with a huge mass of sticky wetness.

My orgasm felt like it lasted at least ten minutes, but when I came down, Tammy was still moaning as she massaged out a few final aftershocks before withdrawing her fingers from her pussy, licking her fingers clean, and rolling over to face the wall again, wet spot be damned. Angie crawled back up beside me without a word, cuddling back against me as we had been when I woke up.

Exhausted, satisfied, and quite happy, I wrapped my arms around her and held her close.

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stuart writes Thu 7 Nov 2024 09:29:

Looking forward to part 2

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