"You're feeling hot in here, you really feel like you need to shed a few layers of clothes," Billy thought at her. "You don't mind Billy seeing you in your underwear, but you can't figure out why he's not sweating like you are."
She took off her top and wiped away some phantom sweat from the tops of her breasts before adjusting them in her bra. A moment later, she eyed Billy again, shrugged almost imperceptibly, and removed her pants, revealing a lacy thong that left little to the imagination.
"You want to be honest about anything Billy asks. He's so nice and sweet and trustworthy," He thought at Jessica again.
"So how long have you and David been lovers?" Somehow, he even made the question sound casual.
"Only a few months. I... um... kinda walked in on him jerking off at his house one day," Jessica answered, almost going beyond the scope of the question before stopping with a slight blush.
"You had sex because he was masturbating?" Billy realized how much cuter Jessica was when she blushed.
"Well, no... not really. We talked about it and I... um.... I offered to let him watch me do it. Fair's fair, right? Well, he started jerking off while I was fingering my...um...," her voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper, "my pussy." Her hands rested on her silky thighs, close to the edge of her barely-covered vagina. "And, well.... one thing led to another." Her cheeks were blushing a deep red by the time she finished the answer.
"So does he get you off every time?" He felt his pants getting tighter; he'd have to fix that soon. She answered with a confused stare. "You know... an orgasm? Have you ever even had one?"
Jessica blushed deeper and looked away, mumbling an answer Billy couldn't quite make out. He pressed her mind again, getting her to look back at him. A single tear rimmed one of her lovely eyes. "No, he's never given me an orgasm."
"Wow! She's never gotten off?!" Billy thought to himself. A plan immediately formed in his mind as he pressed into Jessica's mind again. "You've been getting incredibly turned on by telling Billy about your sex life. You're so horny you're sure you'll explode if you're touched in just the right way. You want Billy to touch you. Anywhere. And when he does, you're going to explode in all the pent-up orgasms Dave hasn't given you."
He realized she hadn't answered the other part of the question as her eyes glazed over in lust and she began to size him up. "You've had orgasms, right?"
Jessica slowly nodded her head, blushing again. "Yeah, but only when I do it myself or when...." She looked away from Billy again, toward the window that faced out into the street. Hearing a car door close, Billy looked out to see Emily crossing the yard toward the house.
"When what?" he asked from the window, looking down at Emily's tits.
"When.... Emily makes me come," Her voice dropped in volume again, but Billy could hear it. "....She always makes me come."
"Take off your panties," Billy thought at her, "And lie back with your pussy facing the bedroom door." Jessica obediently acted, her legs spread wide as Billy heard Emily in the hallway. The door opened. Billy reached over and squeezed both of Jessica's tits, triggering her pent-up release as Emily opened the door.
"EMMMMMIIIILLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYYYY!" Jessica moaned through her massive climax. Billy watched as Jessica's pussy exploded like a human volcano, shooting torrents of clear liquid across the room at the open doorway and spraying down the sexy young lady standing in it.
Emily stood there for a few moments after the drenching torrent, even though Jessica's orgasmic moans continued. The newcomer's eyes didn't seem to register Billy at first.
"Holy fuck, Jess.... If you just wanted a fuck, why didn't you say so? I would've worn something else." Then Emily's eyes fall on you and realize what just happened and what was said. |