Jennifer's Eggnog (3 page)

“That’s it, boys, give it to me. Fucking give it to me.” Kimmie
could damn well watch while Jennifer took it all. It came in a rush. The
grooms-to-be peaked more or less together, fountaining thick jism all over her
face and into her mouth. She scrunched her eyes tight and bathed in their long
hot inundation, loving their groans of agonised delight as they spent
themselves in long, hard spurts. Their musky boy-mess dripped from her chin by
the time it was over, splashing onto her tits.

Jennifer blinked through her snow-blanket of cum. “God …” She could
only laugh at the overcooked expressions on the guys’ faces as they stared down
at her coated visage. “Was I a greedy girl or what?” She pushed them and their
jizz-dribbling cocks aside and lunged for the startled Kimmie. Before her
slinky friend could react, she had seized the girl and planted a
sperm-plastered kiss on that luscious mouth. She thrust her tongue past the
brunette’s yielding lips, so that they could feast together on their
boyfriends’ mingled seed. For what seemed an age Kimmie’s tongue slithered soft
and delicious with hers.

“See, baby?” Jennifer grinned as their mouths parted. “You can
taste them both. Wait here, don’t move.” While Kimmie reeled from the embrace,
Jennifer rushed to fetch the eggnog bowl, her breasts bouncing freely under the
boys’ joint stare as she retrieved it. The dregs were thick in the bottom on
the bowl and she scooped them onto the shelf of her tits, so that it flowed
with the spunk that had dripped there.

“Lick it all up,” she instructed the brunette, kneeling down
before her. Bewildered but submissive to a fault, Kimmie lapped – tongue-scooping
every trace of the creamy paste from her friend’s chest. Jennifer kissed her again,
savouring cum-liqueur on her girlfriend’s tongue, while caressing those firm
breasts.

Her hand dived and she fingered inside Kimmie’s shaven slit.
The sweetheart gasped, wet cunt clutching at her friend’s invading digit. “Oh
my God, Jenny…” It was a slick and easy passage back and forth in that tight
channel, made all the more satisfying by the slender brunette’s moans – anguish
and joy all wrapped up in one sexy package. Trent and Lawrence stood riveted,
burgeoning cocks in hand as one girlfriend finger-fucked the other.

“Ohhh God… What are you doing?” Kimmie’s voice was one of
keening amazement.

“Silly question, Kim. You know what I’m doing. Want me to
stop?”

“N-No…” The stuttered syllable extended into a long moan.

“I’ve always wanted to do this to you, baby,” Jennifer told her
quaking friend. “I just didn’t know it till tonight. Now go suck those cocks
clean.”

“Wh-What?” The command, apropos of nothing, stunned the already
put-upon girl.

“They’re still dripping cum. Lick it up and get them hard
again. We’re both gonna need them.”

The boys needed no urging. They zeroed in on Kimmie, cocks
crowding her face as Jennifer sped up the motion of her finger inside that wet
sucking channel. Dutifully Lawrence’s fiancée took both dicks in hand and
lapped them clean of their white ooze. She proceeded to suck alternately on the
ends, eyes wide from the effects of Jennifer’s pumping finger, until both rods
were rearing tall, engorged so that every vein on their shafts stood out.

Damn, that eggnog was good.

“I’ve got an idea.” Inspiration had struck Jennifer, even as
she worked her friend’s wet cunt. “Let’s all go in the kitchen.”

The guys might have been enjoying Kimmie’s attention to their
cocks, but the heat in Jennifer’s voice spurred them into action. Granny
Lewis’s potion had fired up the blonde’s leadership qualities and she led a
butt-naked path to the chalet’s well-equipped kitchen, the boys taking poor
sweet Kim by her hands and leading her after.

“C’mon, baby,” Lawrence was urging his girl, voice husky with
desire. “You’re gonna love this, whatever it is.”

“I know…” Kimmie sounded like she was grieving over the fact.

Jennifer flicked the lights on.

“Put her up here.” She pointed to the kitchen island. Kimmie
clung to the boys’ shoulders, meek and uncomplaining as they laid her on the
warm stone surface and splayed her legs. “Good. Hold her.” The boys grappled
Lawrence’s panting girlfriend, as Jennifer grabbed one of the eggnog bottles
from the side shelf. Trent’s smile to her was one of sheer pride in his
fiancée’s filthy imagination. She grinned in return as she returned with the
bowl.
You’re gonna love me twice as much after tonight, baby…

Fuelled by the thought, she dripped egg-based liqueur from the
bottle into Kimmie’s spread pussy, watching it mingle with her friend’s natural
juice amid those fleshy folds. How goddamn delicious. She caught Kimmie’s eye
just before she took the plunge, the girl’s face full of uncertainty and
expectation. Without a word Jennifer thrust her tongue into all that tangy
sweetness. Flavour and sensation burst all over the blade of her tongue as she
swirled inside her friend.
Watch it all, boys – you fucking love it and so
does she. Hell, so do I.
She supped long and hungrily from Kimmie’s sweet,
hot vessel, wondering why she had never tongue-fucked the lovely brunette
before. The girl’s juice was like nectar, her pussy warm wet velvet.
So
mouth-watering. Come on, moan for me, gorgeous. Let me fucking hear you…

The guys passed the bottle between them as she licked and
swigged from it, before Lawrence tipped it up and splashed eggnog all over his
girlfriend’s tits. “Help me out, buddy,” he said to Trent, and Jennifer’s
fiancé needed no second bidding. Both males descended on Kimmie’s pert mounds
and gobbled her up, licking and sucking her clean of the bright-yellow
concoction, tugging and stretching her tit-flesh with their mouths. She
squeaked and jolted under influence of three pairs of lips.

Inspired by the reaction, Jennifer flicked her friend’s clit
with the tip of her tongue and thrust two fingers inside the girl’s drenched
cunt. Kimmie’s response was instant and dramatic. Her long naked body tensed
into a smooth arc and she came, crying her helpless ecstasy to the whole damn
chalet. The boys sucked the peaks of her breasts into their mouths as she
yelled, trembled and jolted to the end of her climax.

Jennifer surfaced from Kimmie’s pussy, her face sticky with
eggnog and girl-cum. The fire within her was blazing even hotter. “Goddamn,”
she said, “I want to fuck her with something.”

“Do it,” Lawrence said without missing a beat, his mouth still
plastered with eggnog.

“Hell yeah. That’s my girl.” Trent, similarly smeared, looked
ecstatic at the thought.

Jennifer searched around the kitchen for the right implement.
When her hand laid claim to it, the boys’ faces lit up with delight. She made a
point of showing Kimmie the zucchini before inserting it. “Check this out,” she
said, relishing her friend’s round-eyed reaction. “Ever wanted to be fucked by
the Hulk?”

“Oh my God! Fuck, you’re not gonna…”

“I was going to roast this tomorrow. Hell, maybe I still will.”

Kimmie looked in post-orgasmic befuddlement to her beloved
fiancé.

“Go on,” he urged, stroking her hair. “Let her do it, baby. I
wanna watch.”

“O-o-okay,” she moaned, staring into his face with little-girl
meekness. She gazed as her friend moved between her spread thighs and fitted
the green monster, moaning at the intimate contact. Jennifer pushed and watched
with delight as Kimmie’s tight hole swallowed up the thick improvised cock. The
guys stared too, jacking their rampant erections. Lawrence reached out his free
hand to mash one of his girlfriend’s breasts, as Jennifer worked the fruit
dildo in and out of her slick cunt.

“See what a fuck-slut your fiancée is, Lawrence? She loves it,
the twisted little whore!” There was no denying the brunette’s peals of
anguished joy as her best friend in the world fucked her. “Listen to her,
Lawrence, she can’t fucking get enough.” Some rational part of Jennifer’s mind
was trying to slam the brakes on her speech and her actions, but the joy of
unrestrained creative lust side-lined it utterly. She was going to see out this
ride wherever it took her.

Trent moved to her side and slithered and arm around her waist,
still palming his stiff length with the other hand. “That’s it,” he encouraged,
his voice a thick rasp of desire. “Damn – fucking look at that. You’ve always
wanted to do this to her, haven’t you?”

“In your perverted dreams I have,” she said.

He reached down to grope her naked ass. “Don’t lie.”

“You’re right,” she admitted, revelling in the slurp and suck
of Kimmie’s cunt on the zucchini, and in her friend’s helpless moans. “She’s so
pretty and innocent. I’ve always wanted to make her dirty.”

“I knew it.”

“And you wanna fuck her too,” she whispered. “You’ve always
wanted to fuck her.” His face, when she challenged him with her stare, was a
fevered mix of lust and guilt. She grabbed hold of his cock and jacked the
shaft, still working Kimmie with the green dildo as her hand massaged him.
“You’re sweet to try and hide it, but I know the truth. You wanna stick this beautiful
cock in my friend’s tight pussy.” His breath was heavy, as she masturbated him.
“Say it.”

“Yeah. Yeah, I do. I wanna fuck her. I wanna fuck your hot
friend. Happy?”

“I am. ‘Cos I want you to fuck her too. I’m gonna
let
you
fuck her.”

Kimmie let out a mournful cry of ecstasy, as her friend drove
the zucchini deep. Jennifer responded by pulling it out and stuffing it into
the moaning girl’s mouth. “Suck on that,” she ordered, and Kimmie obeyed,
clinging to Lawrence with one hand and rubbing her clitoris with the other as
she did.
What a clever girl.

“I think she deserves some more
real
cock,” Jennifer
announced. Kimmie’s beau was on the case, but Jennifer stalled him with a hand
to his muscled chest. “Not you,” she said to Lawrence. “I fucking want you for
myself.” Her friend’s fiancé wasn’t her idea of great conversation, but
something in the recesses of her mind had always wondered what it’d be like to screw
the big lug.

Trent was hesitating, doubt flickering on his face. “What?” she
inquired. “Fair’s fair. You get Kimmie, I get her other half. You sink it deep
inside her while watching me get fucked. Sweet deal, right?” She winked at her
lovely guy and saw his wicked smile return.

“Sweet,” he said, stroking Kimmie’s thigh, his fingers dallying
around her pussy.

The zucchini-sucking brunette scarcely knew what was going on,
but she managed a querying look to Jennifer, whose hand was now playing with
Lawrence’s cock. “It’s simple,” her blond friend explained. “I fuck yours and
you fuck mine. Then we swap ‘em back. It’s called sharing, baby. Okay?”

She withdrew the zucchini from Kimmie’s mouth so the girl could
reply. Her response probably had more than a little to do with Trent’s now
plunging finger. “Oh God… oh God… o-kay.”

Jennifer kissed her on the lips and looked to her fiancé. “Come
on, baby, you heard her. Bang the sub-slut and bang her good.” He required no
second bidding.

She allowed herself the luxury of watching, as the man she
loved mounted Kimmie on the marble worktop and skewered the girl in a thrust.
The brunette released a long, impassioned cry as she was filled with the cock
more used to fucking her best friend. Jennifer sucked in a breath on seeing
Trent’s lean hard body rutting atop Kimmie’s soft and slender one, those smooth
limbs instinctively wrapping around her guy as he shafted deep into yielding
pussy.

“C’mon, baby, fuck that slut!” She massaged Lawrence’s veiny
trunk as she ejaculated the words. From which dark part of her psyche the
epithet had sprung she did not know, but it was pleasing her mightily to see
her sweet BFF take whatever she was given like a good girl. Leading Kimmie’s
fiancé by the cock, she walked to the other end of the kitchen island, to
afford herself a good view of Trent’s shunting ass. God, it was a gorgeous
fucking sight.

“Go for it,” she urged, reaching out and smacking his buttocks
as they flexed. Her hand jacked Lawrence’s cock as she uttered the words and
she had an insatiable urge to be as full as her brunette companion. “Do it,
baby, fuck her like a man, ‘cos I’m going to damn well fuck your friend!” The
crepe pan was close at hand and she picked it up, whacking her boyfriend hard
with it across both cheeks.

“Goddamn! You bitch!” Trent scowled around at her and then took
his rage out on Kimmie’s pussy, clutching the girl’s back and ramming her till
she screamed.

“That’s more fucking like it!” Jennifer was grinning, Lawrence
returning the look with a glee that was almost deranged. Oh yes, he’d always
wanted her, and here was his chance. “Now baby…” She yanked hard on that
swollen column. “Look at him screw the shit out of your girl. What you gonna fucking
do about it?”

Lawrence’s reply was swift and wordless. Biceps flexing, he
picked her up by the hips and carried her in reverse, her legs instantaneously
entwining around his ass. He might not be the brightest, Jennifer considered as
she was transported, but his gym-ripped bulk would serve its purpose well. The
thought was still in her head when he backed her into the refrigerator,
positioning the head of his cock at the wet invitation of her labia. A snarl
was on his lips as he slammed her against the white surface and skewered her
there with an impaling drive of his pelvis. She cried out as she was crammed full
with foreign cock, nailed tight against the fridge by her best friend’s
sex-maddened fiancé. He shafted hard inside her and she came all over him in
the first few thrusts, flattering his ego with the hot clutch of her pussy on
his length. He fucked her like it had always been his dream and she clawed his
muscled shoulders in response, guttural screams ripping their way free of her
throat.

On the kitchen island Kimmie was howling in harmony, as they
were each gorgeously brutalised by the other’s guy. For the second time that
evening they were both being reamed out by great cunt-stretching man-weapons –
just not the ones they were used to.