[sexfrenzy]

Jill, Amanda & Esther (cont)

I buried my face into her breasts and turned to lick her nipple gently. Just tingling the very tip with my tongue and slowly circling the areola bringing out soft mewing sounds from her. Thankfully she was wearing a skirt so I could slip my hand up her thigh as I continued to delight myself in her buxom. She just did the standard hand job on me, wanking me up and down, till I had to show her how to play with it some more. To lightly brush her palm round the tip of my cock-head, to massage my balls the right way. Simultaneously, I had slowly tugged her G-string apart and started to tease her clit. Lightly then slowly as I felt her juices flowing, I increased the pace. My tongue devoured her breasts and made a line down to her navel and discovered to my pleasant surprise that it was pierced. As I kept her skirt on, I had to get her to push back her seat as I went down between her legs. My tongue flicked away at her clit, and by now she was moaning like mad. I was glad it was a weekday and there weren't many cars around this car park. I also had a sneaking suspicion she had been here before. But these thoughts were far from my mind as I pleasured her with my tongue and fingers.

Actually going down on a woman is something I don't enjoy a great deal, but I discovered that it makes the girl go crazy and I liked that. So as I licked her cunt, she kept going "oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..a little higher.that's it! That's it that's so gooood uunnnnnnghhh.." Her cunt was as wet as a slurp by now and she was pushing her hips into my face. As she moved, I worked harder tasting her salty cum juice which was really flowing now. My finger hit her spot on and she let out one mega gasp before tightening her muscles. Her body went a little limp as I moved back to her pierced belly and eventually to kiss her again and make her taste her own juice. "Mmmmmpphhh now let's get that dick of yours working," she sighed before proceeding to move her head down to my cock. She took it slowly and tried to take the whole length before gagging. "Like that?" she asked. I was rock hard now as she slurped away at me moving her head and head in unison. "Harder." I said. She took her mouth away and jerked at my dick vigorously and said with the sultriest look I've ever seen, "Fuck me now!"

I moved to position myself above her as she guided my cock into that tight little hole of hers. She let out a little ouch and grimace as I forced myself in. Thankfully she was well lubricated by then. I started off slowly to let her acclimatise and moved faster and faster. Within moments I was slamming my 6-inches into her at full force. She was a total moaner as she couldn't stop herself. I was thinking of gagging her mouth with something in case the police came by.

As I fucked her She wrapped her legs round my waist and was practically pulling me into her. I jammed myself harder into her as I groped her breasts, pinching her nipples and pulling at them. She was moving her hips in time to me and her hands were on her clit and rubbing herself again. I asked her to move on top as I pulled myself out and she position her cunt to my cock, zeroed in and lowered herself onto it. I thrust my hips up to meet her downward motion and her breasts were bouncing away in front of my face. I pulled her toward me so I could suck and lick those gorgeous baubles. With a hand on each breast, I kneaded them like dough. She was moving her self up and down and round and round. She was grind me good and was moaning away as the car windows started steaming up. A little like Titanic the movie which was not what I had intended. After about 5 minutes or so of her on me I told her lie down back down as I tried to tit-fuck her.

I had never done it before but after squeezing her breasts around I realised there was a distinct possibility here. I was right! I shoved my dick between her breasts as she pushed them together and tried to lick my tip as I shoved towards her face. Intermittently, she would take my dick into her mouth and give it a good sucking before letting me go back to fucking her breasts. I couldn't take it as I looked into that angel face of hers and felt like cumming. She grabbed my dick and jerked my dick fast and hard. I released right smack into her face and neck and finally her breasts. She pulled my dick and smeared the sperm all over her breasts till my cock stopped its little jerks. Before I sat back and cooled off, I pulled out the tissues from the back of the car and wiped her off. I cleaned myself and dressed up. Then I got out the car and had a smoke.

"That was great. I really enjoyed myself. Never had anyone lick me like that before. Thanks. And by the way, don't take tonight seriously because it was part of a bet I had with my classmates on who would get laid in their internship first. And guess what I won," was what she had to offer as I sucked on my cancer-stick. It was then my phone rang.

May drop me off at my place, kissed me goodbye and left. She would leave the firm in a week's time and I have never tried to revisit the experience again. Why? Because that evening, Jill called up and wanted to meet me near my place as she had finished dinner. That is of course one of the inherent things of being in a relationship which I love: someone to always be there for you, to want you and have fun with. Jill and I rarely had a bad moment, quarrels would dissipate quickly and nothing gets us down for too long. I suppose what made us work was that we were always connecting on a level we were both on.

My relationship with Jill was something I treasured and the last thing I wanted was to screw it up. But screw it up I almost did as she came over that evening. We met at the nearby coffee shop for a drink and chat before I sent her home. Big mistake was to forget to do a thorough cleaning up as well as overcompensating. I bought her some stupid little gift and she got all-suspicious. Guys remember this: You screw around behind your girl's back, try not to be too nice. She will know!! Anyway, one thing led to another and before I knew it, she could smell the scent of May's cunt juice somewhere on me. Grilled me to death for it, and well the less said about that the better. Things soured pretty badly as a result of that.

Jill decided to not see me for a few weeks to go on a break from me. Amanda thought it would be good to get away from 'that cheating S.O.B. and took Jill off for a holiday in K.L. I was left to be miserable on my own. Martin, one of my best mates tried to cheer me up by asking me to go out for drinks at Zook. I wished I had done it differently like taken a shower before meeting Jill that night. Sure I had a good screw, but man Jill is worth more than 1-hour sex with a babe with a great body. Martin tried his best to convince me that it was for the best that Jill leaves me, so I could be a swinging bachelor again. Everyone claims to love the idea of being a bachelor and being able to pull any chick they meet in the bars and nite-clubs. But the truth couldn't be farther from the truth. How many of us really end up with babes on a one-nite stand? I must say that my chance with May was like a bolt out from the blue, and I made no mistake in believing it was going to be a regular occurrence. In such circumstances, it was important to keep things in perspective.

Martin and I got to the wine bar section of the place where all the newbie working types usually hang out trying to be seen by others. The guys there were either showing off their babes seated with them or were in groups of similarly dressed guys scooping the girls available for the evening. We found ourselves a kina bar stool thing near the entrance and ordered ourselves a couple of Tequila shots to get started and two jugs of Long Island. Shit! If you're gonna be depressed, might as well get sloshed. So there we were that night, having ourselves a good-depressing time, bashing at the women around us and laughing at the insecurity of the army boys around us in their caps trying hard to look hip and cool.

How all that seems like an eternity away now. The babes around us were the usual lot: dressed in black, stripy dresses, heels or the more relaxed designer jeans look. Laughing away with their cigarettes hanging at the ends of their fingers and looking like they were so desirable. Some were, but others the fatter ones dressed in their tight tops and skirts; fats spilling left right and centre should be banned from appearing in public dressed that way.

We were into our 3rd jug of Long Island when at the corner of my eye, I caught an image. In my state of alcoholic daze, I might have been mistaken, but I could have sworn I saw my ex-girlfriend form college, Esther. I rubbed at my eyes to make sure it was her because she had been away for the last few years to study in Australia. We broke up because it was not realistic for two 19 year olds to wait around for one another, and basically as my life went on, we slowly lost touch with each other.