Miley and Friends Ch. 08

She seemed to be getting good at this, almost as good as Paris. The smell of her hair permeated my senses. From time to time I felt her contract or twitch inside and each time I responded with one of my own. The sensations slowly built and it seemed we were one body. I was vaguely aware that her breathing slowly increased, as did mine. We were melded into one in time and space. I felt her orgasm, not just the contractions, but the actual orgasm. It rocked through my body and I climaxed with her. The two climaxes built on each other to reach a different sensation from one alone. It wasn't as intense, but long, very long. It seemed we went on forever in a blissful state. I was aware of some sounds she made, and I heard my own, sounds of experiencing pure pleasure.

The feelings slowly died away, and we returned to awareness of where we were, breathing somewhat more heavily than normal.

"What was that?" Heather's voice carried the same questioning tone of everyone watching for the first time. "They didn't move, yet it looked like they..."

I heard Chris "Yeah. Hard to believe, isn't it? But look at them. It was real. For some reason that's very erotic." Chris paused. "Hey, Heather. I know you don't have experience with men and maybe even think men are disgusting, but I'd like to do something with you. I'd like for you to get something out of watching them. I know you must be hot. I sure am."

"I don't fuck men."

"Understood. But can I pleasure you?"

My eyes were still closed, but the rustling movement seemed to indicate Heather was willing to participate in something with Chris.

I sensed that Mandy had come back to her senses, as had I. Yet it was nice to lie together like that, body to body. Eventually we rolled to our sides and kissed.

We shifted our attention to moaning nearby. Chris seemed to be giving Heather the works. Kissing and fondling breasts. Sucking and tugging on nipples. Sliding a finger in and out of her. Massaging her labia. Thrusting a tongue into her moist heat.

Heather's eyes were closed as she responded to the attention. She bucked repeatedly with an orgasm as Chris worked his tongue in her and kneaded her breasts. She wrapped her legs around his head and repeatedly thrust herself up against him, emitting loud moans as she did so.

When she was spent she opened her eyes. "I never expected that from a man. Thank you." She then released him from her leg vise.

"We're not all slime. Some of us are good guys. We can be good to you."

Mandy had rolled over on her side, facing them to watch. I snugged up behind her, draped an arm over her and gently fondled a breast while we witnessed the action taking place before us. I think Mandy was about to say something, but seemed to think better of it.

Chris scooted up beside Heather and kissed a breast. I can only describe how it occurred as tenderly. Heather sighed. She continued to stroke Chris' hair as she seemed to be trying to decide something.

At last Heather set her jaw and said to Chris "I want to try something. You may have to help me. Mandy seems to like to play with your cock, but I don't know how. Will you help me?"

"If it is something you want to do. I don't expect anything from you in return."

"That's not my experience with men. The few times I let them feel my boobs they immediately wanted to fuck. I'm not going to do anything like that."

Heather reached down and grasped Chris' very hard erection. She squeezed hard and tugged on it. "Is this how to do it?"

"It's not fragile, but it feels better if you use a lighter touch. There are different ways to do what you are doing. Some grasp around the base and tug. Some grasp near the tip and use pressure on a downward stroke. Some use two hands. Some use a twisting motion. You just need to try some things and watch for what gives your partner the most pleasure. Like I did with you."

Heather tried all the things he had just described, and bent to give him a few licks as well. "You're not going to do it all over my mouth and face like you did with Mandy, are you?"

"I'll let you know in plenty of time."

She reached one hand under him to explore there.

"Ooh. Be careful there. That part is very...fragile. Handle it like you would fine antique china or something."

"Oh yeah. This is where I kick you if you piss me off. I've done that before. It's very effective."

"I hope I don't piss you off. Massage very gently and don't squeeze."

Heather explored until she was satisfied and then returned her attention to his erection. She lick more and watched his reaction. She experimented with different moves and combinations of moves. She tried everything her had described, noting that he seemed to like them all. She licked around the head once again and briefly took it in her mouth. He tapped her on the shoulder and she pulled back to use just her hands. He was aimed back toward his stomach when he spurted. As she had seen Mandy do, she continued to handle him until he was finished.

Chris lay on his back and threw his arm over his eyes as he began to recover. Heather took a finger and played around in the puddle. She examined her finger and tentatively sucked on it. She then repeated it - play, examine, suck.

"Mandy seems to think this is something good. To everyone's surprise she took his softening member in her mouth and sucked briefly. "Okay. I felt a drop come out. Yeah, it's better warm than cold. I guess I've learned something."

Chris caressed her face. "Remember what you've learned, but be ready to use your kick if you happen to be harassed by slime." Heather laughed.

Chris wiped himself off and we all stood. Chris said "This is where Miley would call for a snack."

"Who's Miley?"

Chris answered "Cyrus. Doug and I met her and Paris Hilton and have spent considerable time with them. Doug and Paris have a thing going."

"We do not!" I protested.

Mandy said "Mom showed me the pictures of you and Paris kissing and holding hands. You looked like you thought more of each other than just for sex."

Heather shook her head. "You mean it's true? I thought you were just bullshitting me about Miley Cyrus and Paris Hilton."

Chris said "He may protest, but he just spent a weekend in New York with Paris. Miley was probably there, too, but he only talks about Paris. You should have seen him when he got back. He looked like a lovesick puppy."

"I was just tired."

"BS. I bet you thought about Paris when you were doing your Tantra thing with Mandy, didn't you? Girls, I've seen Doug and Paris do that, and it is amazing. I tried it with Miley's assistant. It's damned hard to keep from wiggling around. Oh, and for the record, you girls are fun to watch but Paris and Miley really know how to get it on. It looks earthshaking for them. They can rock each other's world." He grinned "But then they want us afterward, don't they, Doug?"

"I'd never seen two girls together until them. And those games they play! They are very competitive with each other. I don't spread around details of what I do with women, but I can say Miley has a very fertile imagination when it comes to inventing sex games. And the girl eats all the time. Right now I think Miley's idea of a snack is perfect."

Mandy said "It's late. Let's eat and turn in. I think we should invite our guests to spend the night after they have entertained us so well."

"But I thought we would..."

"I want to sleep with you, too. I want to fuck your brains out, but tonight I think we owe it to the guys to have them stay. Tomorrow we can spend all day rolling around on the floor or on whatever surface we choose."

"If you put it that way..."

Heather thought she should continue learning from Chris, and they disappeared into her bedroom. Mandy led me to hers. "Just you and me, naked. Kind of like our first time."

"I hope your mother doesn't show up this time."

"I think dad is keeping her busy. They spend a lot of mornings 'sleeping in.'"

Mandy flopped down on the bed. "Do you think you can recover enough for some more playtime?"

"I don't know, but if you are in a 'bunches' mode maybe we can work on you."

She smiled and opened wide for me. I stretched out beside her. "Not so fast. I want to build you up a little slower."

We kissed and I caressed her face with the backs of my fingers until she closed her eyes. I varied my approach by kissing her randomly over her body - belly, knee, breast, shoulder, hip, toes, thigh, throat. Her breathing increased as she became more aroused. I used a tongue on a nipple and kissed her outer folds. Even on the outside I could tell she was wet. I sucked almost an entire breast into my mouth and pulled back to suck and tongue a puffy nipple as I worked a finger down into her crevice. She pressed up against my hand, but I was deliberate in fingering her.

She sat up unexpectedly, pushed me over on my back and threw a leg over me. She placed her knees beside my head and pressed herself onto my face. There was no mistaking her readiness. I worked my tongue around from vagina to clit, sucking on labia. Her large clit poked out and was easy to reach for licks and sucks. I thrust a tongue into her, pulled it out and went back to the clit. She rocked on me, placed her hands behind her on the bed beside me and thrust her hips forward. I felt it as it approached for her, and she came hard, throwing her head back and emitting one of her Miley-like screams. She continued to thrust against me until she was spent, and flopped back onto the bed beside me. Her legs were still up around my head, so I caressed the inside of her thighs and she shuddered several more times.

When she calmed down she began to play with me. Her mouth work had become much better with experience. Not as good as Miley's tongue, and she certainly couldn't take me down her throat, but very effective. She straddled me and held me at her entrance for a moment before lowering slowly until I was completely buried inside her. She rocked. She pistoned up and down. I gasped out "I don't have any more condoms. I wasn't expecting all this tonight."

She nodded and added some sliding forward and back on my body. She watched me for signs and her moves were such that I almost came out each time, but then was fully sheathed again. She increased her tempo. I gave her warning, but she almost waited too late. She quickly dismounted and took me in her mouth, catching the relative small amount I had to give on her tongue and swallowing. As I died she sucked and licked me until I was limp.

"Holy shit, Mandy. That was close."

"Did you like it? You seemed to grunt a lot more than usual."

"You are a marvel. Not long ago you weren't sure if you even liked men, but now you act as if you have had years of experience."

"I have had good teachers with you and Chris."

Loud female moans and cursing could be heard from the other room. Mandy grinned. "It sounds like Chris and Heather are teaching each other something, too."

She snuggled up against me and we went to sleep with her hand on my chest and my hand on a breast.

I woke up to find her studying my morning erection. When she saw I was awake she smiled at me and gave it a squeeze. "Ready to start the day off with a bang?"

"I like the colorful way you have of describing things."

She held me and practiced her handwork. She knelt beside me and bent over for a close inspection. "I think it's funny the way your little slit at the end opens and closes as I go up and down on you. I try to imagine if the looks the same inside me."

"You think of the damnedest things, but I like what you are doing."

She laughed and began to lick me like an ice cream cone. Her breasts were within easy reach for fondling. As much as she liked playing with me, I enjoyed playing with her breasts. For some reason I can't understand I find them fascinating. While small, they have a delightful cone shape with puffy nipples that puff even more with stimulation. When within reach I enjoy taking them into my mouth and massaging the nipples with my tongue. She seems to like that almost as much as when I go down on her, although big clit trumps puffy nipple in the long run.

After she released me she flopped back and opened invitingly. A few sucks on the clit and labia was in order, and was rewarded with numerous gushes and trembling of her entire body. At last I slowly entered her, enjoying the sensation of sheathing into her tightness. I kissed her and fondled her breasts as I began slow thrusting.

When she began to buck and thrust under me I increased the tempo. She met my every thrust so we slammed hard against each other. When she increased the tempo I followed and knew that was a sign she was about to come. I covered her mouth with mine to stifle the scream and her body convulsed. Strong contractions inside her set me off. Too late I realized I wasn't wearing any protection. Her orgasm precluded any concern on her part.

When she finished I rolled us onto our sides and slipped out. I held her until I felt her heart pounding diminish, and stroked her long auburn hair. I opened my mouth to tell her, but she put a finger to my lips. "I know. I remembered too late, too."

"Mandy, I've heard of something you can do. Kind of a rinse or something."

"Let me think. Today is...hmm...that would mean I'm...yeah. I think we're okay. I just figured where I am in my cycle, and I'm in a relatively safe portion. We studied such things in one of my courses - when a woman is the most fertile and when the least. I'm in a least part of it."

"Shit, Mandy, if you get pregnant and I'm the father..."

She laughed. "I'll get a 'morning after' pill to be sure. Since I've discovered that I also like men I'm starting birth control pills, for just such a circumstance."

I ran my fingers through my hair. "Damn. Here I've gone and behaved like a teenager with no regard for consequences. I can't believe it."

"It was good though, wasn't it? It sure was for me."

"Yeah. It was good. Very good. Mandy. Let me know as soon as you know for sure. I won't sleep until then. Fuck."

"You'll be the first to know." She stretched. Her body looked so desirable, even immediately after a good orgasm. I couldn't help cupping a breast and rubbing a thumb over a nipple.

"If you keep that up I'll fuck you until you can't move."

I leaned over and kissed the nipple and got out of bed. "Our clothes are still in the living room."

On our way to the living room we passed the other bedroom. The door was partially open, and we glanced in. Mandy stopped and gasped. I was rather taken aback myself. Chris and Heather were having real sex. She moaned and cursed. She uttered nonsense words. Her head whipped side to side and her fists pounded on his back as she began an orgasm. An orgasm with a man!

Chris grunted as he emptied and she bucked beneath him until they both were still. Chris kissed her and stroked her hair. They separated and she slipped the condom off and idly played with his softening member. "Mandy was right. These things are fun to play with."

"You were very good. I never would have believed you've never been with a man before."

"Well, fucking is fucking, no matter who does it, I guess. I'm not sure I want that thing inside me very often, though. I like to play with tits and eat pussy. But it was much better than I expected. Maybe it's a good change of pace once in awhile."

Mandy pushed the door the rest of the way open. "What's going on in here? Is my roomie learning that all men aren't assholes?"

"Fuck you, Mandy. You're right about that, but I 'm looking at you with the glow of sex about you and I want to fuck you until you scream for mercy."

Mandy laughed. "That's very tempting. I want to eat your pussy until you pass out. Let's hold those thoughts until after our guests leave. I want to hear details about how Chris was able to convince you to go horizontal for him."

Chris grinned. "She wasn't horizontal the whole time. She has one tasty puss, as you probably know, Mandy. I think I was able to give her a little something last night."

"We heard."

"And we heard you. I would have sworn Miley was in there. Heather tried a little oral with me, but that kind of fizzled out, so she experimented with her hands. Her hands are very soft and she has learned about gentle touches on sensitive areas. This morning she decided to see what all the fuss was about to have a man-fuck. It's a good thing you and she have played with toys, so she was kind of open already and I didn't hurt her too bad."

Heather touched herself. "It took a bit of getting used to, having something stuck in there like that. It's different from a toy, and I usually don't stick toys in that deep. But it really wasn't bad. I kind of liked it." She looked at Mandy "But I like your fingers in there, too. You can do things with your fingers that he can't do with a cock."

Chris and Heather stood and joined us at the bedroom door. Heather looked Mandy in the eyes. "When these guys leave I'm going to fuck you until you turn into a quivering bowl of Jello."

"Oh yeah? I'm going to eat you so hard you'll think your vajayjay is turning inside out."

Chris grinned. "Can we watch? Please? We've seen Miley and Paris a bunch of times. Maybe we can get some ideas to give to them if we ever see them again."

Mandy said "I don't think we should..."

Heather interrupted "You're on, fellas. What's the matter, Mandy? Afraid to show them how I can fuck you silly?"

"Oh, yeah? Bring it. I'll have you screaming."

The girls seemed to ignore us and went to the bed. Next to each other they began what appeared to be a ritual with them, kissing and caressing breasts. Heather certainly knew how sensitive Mandy's were and how to arouse her with them. Mandy plunged fingers into Heather, but Heather shifted position so she could concentrate on Mandy. She kissed and suckled her breasts and began to stroke the outside of Mandy's sex. The clitoral hood appeared and Heather qhickly exposed the well-swollen nub. "Ah, here it is. Come to mama."

Heather licked the outer folds and the part of the clit that rose up out of them. She sucked it and played over it with her tongue. Gradually she liced her way up Mandy's body back toward the breasts, and her fingers plunged in and out of her with a rapid rhythm. She removed the fingers and used them to squeeze the exposed clit, giving it a bit of a twisting motion.

Heather alternated kissing Mandy and tonguing her nipples. Mandy began to twist and turn under Heather's touch. Heather lowered her head to use tongue play in the clit and to lick the labia. She went back to the breasts and reinserted her fingers, curling them inside. Her thumb was very dexterous as she used it on the clit - pressing on it like a button, flicking it side to side, stroking the length of it. Mandy squirmed more and more, gasping and grunting. Heather increased the speed of her attentions and licked the breasts as if they were ice cream cones and she had to suck the dripping ice cream from the bottom of the cone. Mandy began to scream out "Keep it up! FUCK ME! FUUUUCCCKKKKK MEEEEEE!" Her body convulsed and twisted, but Heather didn't stop. Mandy writhed and whimpered. She pulled Heather's hair. She pushed Heather's mouth against her chest and slapped a hand over Heather's. Heather would not be guided or deterred from what she had in mind to do. Mandy bucked and squirmed even more, and her body glistened with sweat. "OHGODOHGODOHGODOHGODOHGOD!" Mandy bucked like a bronco until she collapsed in a quivering heap, gasping for breath.

Heather grinned at us. "One bowl of jello, as promised." She kissed Mandy and stroked her hair until the girl's breath had eased to mere panting. Mandy pulled Heather in for a kiss and some tongue play. She stroked Heather's hair and face. The look that passed between them was pure love.