Fun with Nerdy Girls 39 (Patreon)

Naomi froze once again as I stood in front of her, close enough to feel her breath. Yet, even with her hesitance, she didn’t take a step back, which was all I needed as an excuse to grab her hips and pull her closer. “It’s your turn,” I whispered as I pulled her tight against my body, my glistening shaft pressing against her stomach. “Are you ready?” 

She stood motionless as my hands explored her sides once more, but ultimately, her lips parted and delivered her obedience. “Yes.” 

“Excellent,” I whispered, though her answer didn’t surprise me too much after everything that had been going on. 

I could have dragged her upstairs, where we would have calmer, uninterrupted fun, but after everything that happened, it would have been a boring conclusion. Why occupy a single bedroom, when we had such a superior location to enjoy, I thought even as I glanced at Sarah, who was still laying on the couch, trying to catch her breath, but her gaze was sharp. “Let’s prove to your friend that you can do it better than her,” I whispered. 

The shocked gasp Naomi let out was beautiful and loud, but that didn’t imply she wasn’t willing to follow my suggestion. Otherwise, she would have moved away before I could push forward rather than putting her hands on Sarah’s shoulders for balance. 

I stopped for a second, giving myself time to enjoy the sight of Naomi’s beautiful body leaning against her much paler friend, her waist bent, pushing her ass out even as her back gained a beautiful curve that was only possible due to her endless obsession with fitness. 

Sarah’s reaction was beautiful as she found a pair of soft hands on her shoulders, pushing her down, adding another layer of eroticism to the moment. Her eyes, still misty with pleasure, widened beautifully, shocked by Naomi’s daring display of initiative.

Naomi pushed her hips high, presenting her entrance, her excitement gushing. “So, do you still think I can’t match you,” Naomi whispered erotically to Sarah, their lips inches apart. 

Sarah left that statement slide without a response, but only because she was focused on Naomi’s expression. I didn’t have the angle to see Naomi’s expression as I aligned my shaft against her entrance and pushed forward, but, during the day, I had interacted with her enough to imagine it, especially when Sarah’s shifting expression gave me a clue. 

Though, the beautiful moan that she let out as I finally invaded her core left little doubt about the nature of the expression. “I … I can’t believe it,” Sarah murmured dazedly as she watched me taking another friend of hers, unable to stop her gaze from dancing between Naomi’s excited face and her swaying breasts. 

And, just to make things more fun, she was watching her friend during her first time. 

A gasp escaped Naomi’s mouth as I pushed forward sharply, marking a monumental step in Naomi’s sexuality. “Tell me when you feel comfortable,” I said. 

“You can go,” she murmured after a momentary pause, showing that such a little amount of pain was nothing for her. 

I could have pushed forward then, of course, but I decided to tease our observer first. “What do you think, Sarah?” I said, unable to suppress a chuckle, earning a matching one from Naomi — though hers was quick to turn into a delicious moan as I put my hands on her bountiful ass and gave a squeeze. 

“W-what do I think?” Sarah murmured, though, despite her stammer, it didn’t take long for her to throw away her shock. After all, compared to everything she had done herself, the current position wasn’t exactly extreme despite her extremely close vantage point. 

Then, she looked at Naomi’s face, and the expression she found there transformed the nature of her expression, her hesitant gaze evaporating, leaving its place for a sexy smirk. 

Whatever expression Naomi was wearing, it was enough to awaken Sarah’s competitive naughty spirit. 

“If she thinks she can handle it, give it to her, then,” Sarah delivered her order, her whisper appropriately soft, trying to slither under my skin. Then, her voice sharpened as she put her hands on Naomi’s shoulders to mirror. 

However, unlike Naomi, her hands were not there to help her find her balance, but to give her a push. Naomi moaned in shock as she found herself filled to the brim with my shaft, the wetness from our extensive foreplay the only thing that allowed her to let out a moan of pleasure — though overwhelmed and shocked — rather than a loud cry of pain. 

“Not that she looks like she can handle it,” Sarah said, the eroticism of her voice, a perfect mixture of satisfaction and jealousy packed in a wrap of eroticism, enough to make a less experienced man explode prematurely. 

Luckily, I was experienced enough to resist the temptation of not only Sarah’s alluring voice, but also Naomi’s iron grip around my girth at the same time. “Let’s see if she can handle it,” I whispered, unable to resist the temptation of slapping her tight ass before starting to impale her. 

And just like that, Naomi’s explosive moans filled the room, mixing beautifully with the sound of flesh hitting flesh, and Sarah’s occasional, softer moans that told that she still wanted what Naomi was getting despite receiving the same treatment just minutes earlier. Her expression told me that she wanted it bad. 

However, I had no intention of complying with that, not when I was busy sharing Naomi’s monumental first step. I had no intention of stopping halfway for Sarah’s wordless tantrum. 

With Naomi’s hands clamping around her shoulders, Sarah was unable to stand up. Yet, she was quick to find something to entertain herself. Her hands slipped down from Naomi’s shoulders, only to stop at her peaks, squeezing them… 

Squeezing them rather hard as well if Naomi’s sudden cry of pain was any indicator. “Oh, don’t tell me that you can’t handle a little squeeze,” Sarah whispered into her ear as she grabbed her nipples. 

“I can—“ Naomi started, only to be interrupted halfway by another pained cry as Sarah twisted her nipples harshly. “I can handle anything you can do,” Naomi whispered, though as she did so, her fingers trailed down Sarah’s torso as well, her fingers clamping around Sarah’s nipples. “The question is, can you take what you dish out?” she added. 

Sarah’s eyes widened at the realization that their little game wasn’t exactly one-dimensional, but that was too late as Naomi copied her, the twisting nipples making her cry just as loudly. 

I said nothing as they delivered an extremely erotic rendition of a catfight, just occupying myself with steadily impaling Naomi’s wetness, focused on enjoying the moment. The way Naomi was gushing with each push left me no option to do otherwise. 

Though, the rhythmic beats earned the ire of Sarah despite her earlier order, and it was also weakening Naomi’s counter-attack. Sarah’s expression left no doubt that she wanted nothing more than to snatch back Naomi’s current position. 

Though, since that would force her to take back her words, she managed not to mention that fact, and she found something else to entertain herself. One of her hands moved forward, caressing Naomi’s smooth belly as she did so until they arrived at their real destination. 

The little knob between Naomi’s legs, was the perfect place to tease her. 

Considering it was her first time, Naomi was already having significant trouble handling the rush of pleasure. Under the combined attack of my shaft and Sarah’s fingers, her journey toward her inevitable destination got even faster. 

And I doubted that my hands on her tight ass, alternating between mauling her cheeks and slapping hard enough to darken her glistening skin helped much. 

Inevitably, Naomi started to tremble under the rush of pleasure as the climax hit her with the unrestricted strength of a freight train, making her legs buckle as she collapsed forward. Though, before I could grab her to prevent her from falling, Sarah reacted and hugged the collapsed beauty, pulling her to the sofa, their naked thighs pressing against each other.

The pleasure hit Naomi hard, leaving her dazed and exhausted, on the edge of a collapse.  

“I told you you couldn’t handle it,” Sarah said smugly as she looked at the side while she opened her legs, revealing her wetness for me even as that move put her leg on Naomi’s. “Now, it’s my turn!” 

I could have explained that it wasn’t an entirely fair comparison, as poor Naomi was no doubt spent all day extremely tense after our little shopping adventure, but looking at Naomi’s face, I could see that the fight was finally drained out of her under the euphoria of her explosive climax, surrendering in their little game, giving the victory to Sarah. 

At least, that was the result of their first battle, as hopefully, many more would follow. With that thought, I leaned forward to conclude our little dance with Sarah. 

Though, even as I slipped into Sarah’s wetness, I couldn’t help but dream about the future…