4-5-2 Salamandy's Pad - May Party

But I remember well how theirs two crushed together so seamlessly. I wanted to wrap my hands around them all very much like how Tiffany was doing. And she was doing, believe you me. Again my earlier efforts with her could be called shamefully inadequate compared to the enthusiasm with which Tiffany mauled her busty sister's bust.

But that wasn't the end of it. From there, she pushed under Prudence's arm and, to my surprise, clutched Mandy's breast behind Prudence's back. Mandy gave a soft whimper and buried her lips in Pru's shoulder.

"See?" Pru asked.

Huh? She sounds like she's pointing out Russia on a map of Europe. I'm about to splode in me pants, and she's cool as shit. What planet am I even on? "Yeah, but how's it work when one's a guy?" I asked.

"Like this," she said, resuming her kiss with Tiffany. "This is the second movement of the Raison d'être, by the way." Pru was holding Tiffany at her sides instead of her waist, so it was a short distance to squeeze one of her breasts. Tiffany's tongue fell out of her mouth and she whimpered, herself squeezing involuntarily Mandy's tit and now pulling her ass hard against Prudence. Prudence stopped teasing and lowered her hand down Tiffany's front, down, down to the mound clearly pronounced even from my position, so tight was the dress.

Tiffany held her breath, and Prudence giggled, holding her sister's lower lip between her teeth, and slid her hand casually past her crotch to her bare legs. She squeezed, then circled back to her ass, which she squeezed. I felt her hand slide between my leg and Tiffany's ass, felt it slip under the short dress.

"Oh, Pru," Tiffany gasped, wanting now to kiss her even more, "you always know just how to touch me..." For those beautiful few seconds, I felt Pru's hand reaching around under Tiffany's dress until, to my great surprise (on top of many great and wonderful surprises so far) onto me, exploring my leg until she found my hardness hiding in my pants, and she even wrapped her fingers right around it. As she stroked me, she slid her hand around Tiffany's neck and pulled her in for deep deep kisses.

Then I noticed Mandy reaching for Tiffany's tits. Pru let me go, reaching back to caress Mandy's face while still kissing Tiffany. Guessing it was time for me to play, I gave a try caressing Tiffany in a way I thought was too distracting for the very purpose-driven dance, feeling some of her ass and stomach myself. No one pushed me away, so I boldly squeezed her tits where they weren't pushed up against Pru's.

As the dance rolled on, I began to feel the logic unwind. If anyone in the foursome was uncomfortable, leaving would be easy, but there was free if tentative reign to explore your partner's body to remind her you're still there, then you get to check out the party you're interested in, and gauge how your partner likes seeing you grabbing her tits. I touched Pru's breasts at last, holding my breath, and I dare say she sucked in a tiny bit of air. Tiffany's ass really got to work, gyrating around, feeling for my cock from her inferior position. I reckoned I was doing good.

Mandy was really showing me the full part of the outside partner. She was nuzzling and kissing Pru's shoulders from behind, squeezing her ass and Tiffany's ass and both their tits, then sliding her hand right down Pru's top, Pru always answering by pulling Mandy closer against her. My hands got busy every which way I could think of, never having their fill of breasts though I have the two girls' asses squeezes now and then. The one thing I didn't do was touch Mandy since she never touched me and I was following her lead in this new and wonderful exchange.

Eight minutes later, the music had stopped and all four of us were standing stock-still, the touching was mostly done, leaving out the sensual slow moving allowed by the music. Prudence was just pulling Tiffany's ass in and Tiffany was gripping Mandy's breasts to allow me access to Pru's though she wanted a turn once in a while. Mandy was also breast-fixated and rarely took either hand out of Pru's top though she did reach into Tiffany's once or twice to pinch her nipples.

I caressed Pru's face, and my thumb fell into her mouth. As she sucked on it, enveloped in passion and even groped me again, I tried pushing down the temptingly-loose fabric falling off Tiffany's shoulder. That's when Prudence stopped.

"Wait," she said. "It's not time yet."

Damn. I finally did fuck it up, and things were going so well. Yet though. Like it will be time, just be patient. Yes, I can do that. For science. Now that it's quiet, I already miss how the only sounds in the room were Tiffany and Prudence moaning into their particularly noisy kiss.

"Well, what, then?" I demanded (nicely, though).

"Movement three." Instead of explain, she looked over her shoulder at Mandy for the first time in the dance. Mandy, heavy-lidded and having more lust in her blood with some of the alcohol having had time to escape, lost no time in making out heavily with her sister like she'd been waiting for it for hours. Her hands were all over her but they quickly settled on squeezing her tits. Pru, put-together Pru that kept people at arm's distance and hid her disdain so well that you honestly believed she didn't have it, was into it and letting her sister have her way with her.

Kisses on my neck drew my attention though I was absorbed in watching until I came on Tiffany's shifting ass. I looked down to her, and she was giving me the baby-blues again. I don't think there's a serum against them in the whole world.

"Kiss me," she said pleadingly. "Pru said she'd let me try to kiss you if we saw you at the party."

Fk, she wanted to score. With me."Oh. Okay." Holding her in my arms, I made to turn her to face me.

"No," she protested. "We're supposed to stay like this. Over my shoulder like they are." Her cherry-dark lips touched my chin again. "You can still watch them touch each other while we kiss..."

What, does she think she needs to convince me? Yes, there's some sort of magnetic attraction between my girlfriend and my friendlygirl that attracts me in turn, yet how can Tiffany think it'll take more than a strong breeze with her scent on it to bring me under?

I looked at her chin's gesture, and again I was trapped in the rapture shared between what I would consider to be cold enemies. Prudence for once was so entranced in what she was doing that she had no word or gesture to guide me. Tiffany watched me watching them, still rubbing her sweet ass against me. While we watched, Mandy gave Pru's tits one more squeeze before shoving her hands back down her top. With both hands inside, the tube fell away and Tiffany and I got to see a similar coagulation of black lace but without the straps, or what we could that wasn't covered in Mandy's hands.

When she slid under them to weigh them, I got a real good look at them and admired them. The bra, like a pair of panties, was starting to soak. I felt Tiffany's thighs, finding wetness of her own detailing her excitement if her squirming down there wasn't enough. Mandy clutched the breasts firmly again, pinched the nipples every bit as huge and engorged as Mandy's own, and pulled the top back into place.

Tiffany was able to capture my attention again or at least pull my head down so I'd kiss her for fuck's sakes. Her sweet tongue of moist velvet was addicting, playful, and eager. Doing it while her ass slid against my erection was intoxicating. Being able to caress her huge tits all I wanted was... well, yeah. I was reminded how hard it had been on me these last weeks, not finding satisfaction in fucking anyone with tits any smaller than Salamandy's. I almost called in Cindy or at least Sara, hoping I had some credit remaining with them after the fiasco at the first party I came to at this house, but admittedly theirs weren't as big. Prudence, though, wham. Tiffany was wham-wham.

With more time still for touching with nothing else in sight but the precious noise of kissing filling my ears again, I was slow and gentle with Tiffany's tits. I used only my fingertips and I traced her dressed part and exposed skin lightly, slowing her down. As my fingertips found her hard nipples just under the edge of her dress, I knew I was interviewing her to be my lover, not just moving through the steps of a dance to partner with someone else. Moreover I was sick of being outclassed at bedside kung fu by teenagers.

Boldly like Mandy, I reached down Tiffany's dress with just one hand, but finding it so constricting that I had to really fight to get under it, her bra too, to find her nipples. Not as engorged as the other two's, being described to me as small and pink but still mouth-watering, I pinched them both after tickling them a little. She loved it as advertised.

I had to know more. Her body was open to me, shoving her chest out for my hands, but I went between her legs from the front. There was wetness waiting for me, and I followed it with my finger to the source. I found syrupy smoothness giving way to unmistakable pussy. Tiffany whined a bit at my entrance, and I was stuck. She was sticky.

I pulled my finger out and showed her the thick coating she had given it. The moment she looked, I pushed it right into her mouth, curious how she would react. As most girls I partner with do when they're lost in lust, she reveled in the taste of her own abnormally high arousal, replacing it with her saliva and wanting desperately to kiss me more.

What I did next caught her by surprise. I reached under her dress from behind, not hard because it's so short, so short that her entire ass popped out the moment I reached up. It made it easier to creep between her cheeks and seek out another hole. She moaned again, but that delicious other moan so different than usual. I found her back door and started making slow circles around it with my finger as I kissed her softly, feeling her arousals hightening from every direction.

Giving her one gentle push, my finger slid easily her asshole though even I wasn't jerk enough to just drill into her like some common vagabond. I went slow, watching her expression and counting on my experience. Success, all the way in. Delicious, hot, tight. I pulled my finger out and pulled her dress back down. Her countenance fell a little, telling me she liked being touched there. Like before, I pushed my finger between her lips, and again she suckled it until her taste was gone.

I really like this girl. And she'd been within my grasp the whole time. One of the fun parts was that as long as I looked at her, right in her eyes, she'd look right back at me. Every whimper and sigh, every moan and every hiss for breath, she'd look at me. Touching her pussy, touching her ass, not knowing how she'd react, getting to see it so clearly in her pretty eyes, it was very special for me.

Tiffany was a noisy sucker, so only after she stopped I noticed it was quiet (besides the party outside but you learn to drown that out, even the banging on the door from people demanding to be allowed in to get their fuck on). Prudence and Mandy were staring at us, making me a little conscious of exactly how much they saw.

Like we hadn't stared at them for who knows how long.

"Uhh... yes?" I asked.

"Fourth movement," Prudence said, now smiling such she could hardly contain. Through it all, she'd hardly been far removed enough from Tiffany that their breasts stopped touching. Now they were pressing together again, and Prudence was reaching for me over Tiffany's shoulder. She kissed me once on the lips and said, "Understand?"

"I guess so, does that mean...?" I was looking from Tiffany to Mandy expectantly. How hot would it be for Mandy to do what she probably wasn't going to do? Like I expected, she was glaring at Tiffany like touching her was beneath her dignity. Tiffany of course wanted to be touched and always liked Mandy because she's tall and beautiful and smart and knows how to take care of herself.

Pru started nuzzling Mandy again and I was humping against Tiffany in excitement. Tiffany was licking her pouty lips and gently touching Mandy's sides against hope. As the moment persisted on, Pru's suggestive kisses reached up Mandy's ear, and she had to keep going to get to her lips. Mandy kissed her of course; but once Pru got her lips moving, she pushed her gently towards their younger sister.

Tiffany moved forward tongue-first to taste her oldest sister's lips, cradling her neck and angling fluidly to allow the deepest of kisses from the start. Mandy fell into it, for even if she could resist the blue eyes and big tits needing her affections, she was helpless against the viscous sexuality making you feel like the most desirable person in the room.

Pru hissed in excitement matching mine and devoured my lips. Her kisses were short but like being splashed with lava. I was just now getting her lips all to myself, my chance to promise future pleasures to her, and here she couldn't keep her mind, her eyes, of her sisters. As often as her lips were on mine, they were on Mandy's cheek, Tiffany's, their necks, unable to coax them further but helpless against wanting them to get more and more into each other.

In this even closer quarter than before, the two girls in the middle had little to no room to touch anyone anywhere, so they had to satisfy themselves with holding each other most uselessly. Mandy and I were however hands on tits and ass as much as we could. Then came the moment after Mandy scooped up one of Tiffany's big tits, she gave her nipple a hard pinch that persisted and made Tiffany whine most pathetically. When I hear a girl make that noise, I have to finish her off. Several times. I knew Mandy was committed then, and Prudence agreed since she let me lead her away from the couple.

At last my old friend Prudence and I were face to face, pressed tightly together and making out for all we were worth. I squeezed her ass once, squeezed her tits once, and pulled her up by her ass and carried her to the bed. She kicked off her shoes so hard she nearly broke the window. I thought I had it bad; I don't think I ever considered how much she wanted me.

With the two of us gone away to make out, Tiffany didn't see why she shouldn't do the same. She pulled Mandy's top down on one side and started licking her nipple. Mandy helplessly reached between her sister's legs, and...

"I've gotta pee!"

Prudence and Mandy both groaned as Tiffany bolted for the locked door. "Do not move," Pru growled at me, "I've been waiting for this too damn long," kissing me once and grabbing my cock through my pants on her way to the edge of the bed. She pulled her heels back on, grabbed the handcuffs, and unlocked the door for her sister once they were linked together again.

I slid up to the edge of the bed and Mandy sat down next to me.

"Nice party," I said. Tres cool, that's me, nothing catches me by surprise. Yep. Cool Derrick, that's what they call me, cool as a cucumber.

"Thanks," she said. The alcohol that had nearly put her under was just a helpful edge to her voice now.

"You look really hot," I mentioned.

"You too," she said as though it was State the Obvious day.

"I can't believe how sexy it was, you making out with Tiffany like that."

"Don't get used to it," she remarked, and then the two girls came back, undamaged by the crowd. Tiffany held up her hand impatiently, prompting Prudence to relock the door and unlock them. Squealing, Tiffany made a bee-line for the bed and fairly jumped into Mandy's lap to plaster kisses over her. As I watched, I noticed lipstick burns in Tiffany's shade dotting Mandy's jugular vein, which is one of her secret sex points. She probably had less of a chance than she'd thought.

"I told you not to move," Pru said in a newly aggressive tone as she came back to me.

I froze, a useless deer being jacklighted by a huntress. A cheater at that. She started kicking her heels off again, and I had to draw the line. "Leave them on."

"My feet hurt."

"No more dancing, I promise." I patted the bed. "Just you and me, and a big-ass bed."

"And Tiffany," she said softly to me, "and Salamandy..."

She grinned at me and let me hike her dress up to free her legs. God, her long sexy legs, toned and darker than the sun-fearing girlies plaguing this town. The smoky residue on her face and lusty swaying of her ass and those tits that finally came out to play, I had to eat her all up. She pushed me back and crawled onto me, heels and all, and kissed me like I wasn't going anywhere.

Too bad.

"The raison d'être is only supposed to last for the dance itself," Mandy's irritating voice came.

Prudence sighed immediate defeat. While I saw something new in her tonight, she still hadn't gotten around to arguing basic points she had every right to. She started crawling backwards off the bed, and not in the best of moods. Neither was I. But she told me, "Don't look so glum; you're about to fuck Tiffany."

She surprised me with that, and as I looked next door, Tiffany was looking back at me with her hopeful blue eyes, yet still ravishing Mandy's skin with her eager kisses from her neck to her impressive cleavage. Damn, these girls had it in spades. Or should I say "hearts"?

Prudence got up, smoothed her dress back down, and tapped Tiffany on the shoulder. Tiffany slithered from Mandy to me with practiced ease until she was mounted above me like Prudence had been. Mandy, regaining Prudence, got much more into the heavy making-out, already pulling her sister's dress down. With luscious tits in her crosshairs, she attacked relentlessly.

As for Tiffany and me, I leaned up so I could see her in all her glory with hair perfectly framing her face and tits. Rather than kiss her, I gently cupped one of her breasts, rolling it around in my palm, watching her face contort. Her little hips slowly got to work on me, allowing me to do what I wanted. Again, I pulled her top down, pinning her arms at her sides and exposing her tits in just her bra.

As long as I kept rubbing her chest, she kept humping me in the same slow rhythm. When I was done marveling in the texture of her soft breast, I pulled it out of her bra to observe it in its natural state. Like Pru said, small pink nipple not the hardest in the world but looking like the snack that keeps on giving. I rolled it around in my finger and thumb and kept watching Tiffany moan in joy.

At last, I was ready to kiss her again uninterrupted. Prudence was on the same wavelength, slowly and softly kissing Mandy despite being rushed to get naked. "Watch them," I told my partner, now ready to start sucking those perfect tits. I replayed endless stories in my head, everything Pru had told me about how every time she'd been fucked had all been the result of someone "accidentally" touching her tits, and now it was my turn.

Pru at last relented, leaning over Mandy to let her pull one of her tits out to start sucking like I was doing. That brought her closer, close enough to take my place on Tiffany's nipple. As Tiffany moaned it off, she pulled my cock out and against her bare pussy.

"Gains, help me," Mandy interrupted. We all untangled, and I helped my girlfriend undress her sister. "How the fuck did you get into this thing?"

"It was sewn on."

We ended up bunching it up and down so we could access her matching bra and panties. "Where's hers?"

"Tiffany!" Prudence hollered at the blonde's bare wetness. Tiffany giggled and shrugged. Pru growled at her again, but pulled her close and kissed her with her hand on her exposed breast.

"Hey," Mandy said, pulling Pru onto her back on the bed, "you're mine." Suddenly she was kissing her for all she was worth as though all she needed was a little competition to give Pru the attention she deserved. It worked; Pru was moaning like a whore as Mandy gripped her goods both above and below.