Erotic fiction by Michele London
Kylie stared into the campfire and sipped her hot chocolate. Mason and Lexie were making out in the tent behind her, and she was enjoying the warmth that tingled between her legs as she listened.
She didn’t think they’d made it to sex yet, but she’d heard clothes being removed, and the wet sounds of lips being kissed and skin being sucked. Lexie like having her earlobes sucked on, something Mason had obviously taken to heart early on. Judging by the little whimpers that occasionally escaped into the night air, Lexie was pleased with his skills.
Kylie wondered if Mason knew about Lexie’s nipples; if he’d discovered that yet. They were wildly sensitive, almost orgasmic. He really ought to spend more time on them, if he wanted to impress her. She wondered what Mason tasted like; if he like having his balls sucked. Not all men did, but somehow, he seemed the type.
She took another sip as they shuffled about on the nylon sleeping bags, making the tent shake on its flimsy poles. The thought had been simmering in her mind the whole evening, ever since Mason had flirted with her over the grill, and then given Lexie a long, hungry kiss. She wondered what Lexie had been telling him.
Kylie drained the last chocolatey-ribbons of syrup from her paper cup and tossed it into the dying fire. The butterflies in her stomach increased as she turned and took the handful of steps to close the short distance between the campfire and the tent. They hadn’t fully zipped closed the flap, and she poked her head inside the steamy plastic.
Lexie saw her first, and smiled. Mason was busy kissing a trail down the curve of her stomach.
“Hello, there,” Lexie said.
Mason looked up, confused for a fraction, and then smiled at Kylie’s raised eyebrows.
“You two are having fun,” she said.
“Yes,” Mason replied. “It’s a regular party.” He held out his hand and drew Kylie into the tent. “You should join us.”
Kylie crawled in and hovered over Lexie’s stomach to kiss Mason. He pushed his hand into the loose waves of her hair and pulled her close while his other hand wandered down to Lexie’s stomach again.
Kylie brushed her hand back and forth across Lexie’s chest, the tight nipples tickling her palm. She stopped to toy with one in particular, and felt Lexie’s hand sliding up her shirt to reciprocate. Kylie sank deeper into Mason’s kiss as her friend began to play with her. Lexie knew Kylie’s sweet spots just as well as Kylie knew hers, and it wasn’t long before Kylie was aching with arousal.
Mason and Lexie were both already mostly undressed, so they took turns helping Kylie to shed her clothes, unbuttoning her jeans and top and peeling them off of her and replacing them with hands and mouths and tongues. Lexie helped Kylie to lay down beside her, and took Kylie’s mouth in a kiss of her own. As their tongues twined together Mason arranged himself at their legs and eased Kylie’s thighs apart. She moaned into Lexie’s mouth when his tongue lapped the swollen mound of her clitoris. She slid her hand between Lexie’s legs and through her slick folds, finding her tight little bead and circling it with her finger. Lexie tensed and arched her chest into Kylie, which Kylie took as an opportunity to finally suck one of Lexie’s gorgeous nipples into her mouth.
Lexie let out the moan that Kylie had been waiting for, and she could feel Mason grunting with anticipation as well. He rose and came around the Lexie’s side, and rubbed the head of his cock, already wet between his fingers, against her lips. She took him in eagerly, sucking his shaft down the full length of her throat even as she moaned in rhythm to Kylie’s strokes.
As she watched them, Kylie set to work on herself as well, teasing her clit with the same movements she was using on her friend. She was still slick from Mason’s tongue and dripping with her own juices, and as her finger slipped over and around her hot center she felt herself rapidly tightening for release.
Lexie slid Mason’s cock out of her mouth with a last, long draw and turned her attention to Kylie. She grabbed Kylie’s breasts and massaged them as she watched her climb higher and higher toward her climax.
“Mason,” Lexie said, her voice husky, “you should fuck Kylie now. Then you can feel her come around your cock.”
He didn’t wait to be told again. Mason centered himself between Kylie’s legs and took her hips in his hands.
“Keep touching yourself,” he told her. “I want to feel you come.”
She was ready for him, and when he pushed into her the sudden fullness shot sparks up through her core. Kylie wrapped her legs around him and started to shake, her orgasm ripping from her with the force of his cock. He rode her through the last waves, slowing as she began to relax.
When he turned to Lexie, she climbed up and over Kylie on her hands and knees, and kept her lips locked onto Kylie’s while Mason thrust into her from behind. Kylie reached up to tweak Lexie’s nipples again, loving how soft and helpless Lexie was when she was so aroused and abandoned.
Mason finished first; when he had extricated himself and rolled away to catch his breath, Kylie laid Lexie on her back and took her in her mouth, until Lexie pulled on Kylie’s hair and cried out, her hot skin throbbing with release.
“I’m glad you came in,” Lexie said, a few minutes later, when they were both sated and sleepy. She placed a soft, slow kiss on Kylie’s lips.
“I had to show Mason how it’s done.”
“Maybe you could show him again, later.” Kylie looked over at Mason’s sleeping body.
“Why wait?” she replied.
Michele London is an author, editor, and romance consultant with Scarlet Girl. She is a regular contributor to Scarlet’s Letter and the archive of articles at ScarletGirl.com. She writes dark fiction and erotic fantasy, and dips into real-life tales of sexy for the lovely ladies as a Scarlet Girl pleasure party consultant in the San Francisco Bay Area.
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