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“We’re all here for your show!””All of you?””Me, Claire, and Gina,” I pointed to my two new friends who were standing next to my bed, all of us barefoot.Gina waved at the screen. “Nice to see you again, Barb.” Gina was wearing a floral, strapless romper with no bra, and, from the looks of her round, brown cheeks peeking out of the bottom of the miniscule shorts, no panties either.Claire, in a more modest pink sweater and denim shorts, said hello to my far away friend as well.On her side of the video call, Barb fastened her Mardi Gras-style mask, stitched with gold, green, and purple sequins, around her head. She untangled her henna curls from the strap. “No husbands or boyfriends or other male companions joining you today, Honey?”I adjusted the laptop on the desk and sat next to Claire. “Jacob said he and Gina’s husband Kyle were going to Claire’s house to play some new basketball video game with Claire’s husband Scooter.””Instead of spending Saturday morning actually playing basketball outside,” Gina chimed in, climbing onto the mattress. She reclined her fluffy black crown against the pillows on my headboard.Claire leaned towards the screen. Her straight dark hair fell over her shoulder. “Honey told us this is your first live show.”Barb sat on the bed in her room and tugged on her white socks, which matched her white tank top and white Ataşehir Escort panties, completing her masturbation selfie uniform. “Besides the private show that I performed for your orgy last weekend?”Claire’s palms flew to her cheeks in embarrassment. Conversely, Gina chuckled. “That was so much fun. The six of us made such a mess on this bed.” Gina’s hand slid up her thick thigh. Her fingers creeped inside the crotch of her romper. “I’m getting wet thinking about it.” Definitely no panties.Claire and I remained at the edge of the bed, chatting with Barb as she prepared her technical details. In my boyfriend Jacob’s half-buttoned blue dress shirt and a pair of his green boxer shorts, I could feel my nipples straining against the fabric, as well as Claire’s warm thigh against mine.”Ready,” Barb called out on her end. “Switch to the other screen.”I clicked over to Barb’s show page. Claire scanned the comments trickling in from Barb’s fans. “What polite, cordial words of apprecia– ooh, spoke too soon. The horndogs have entered the chat.”Barb greeted her scores of onlookers, which grew to the low hundreds as she lay on her bed. She petted her damp crotch. She ran her palm across the front of her thin top. Her toes curled in her socks. I could tell that, as Barb had predicted and shared with me Ataşehir Escort Bayan earlier that week, performing in front of a live audience was getting her worked up. I saw her glancing at the comments and grinning as she lifted her tank top to expose her light brown areolas.Behind Claire and me, I heard a groan. Gina had taken a similar tack, tugging down the top of her romper to expose her dark brown areolas. Both of my libidinous friends had a hand on their titty and a hand on their clitty.By the time Barb reached for her brown dildo, the comment section was flying. Claire struggled to keep up with the fan messages, reading the standouts. “‘Get that toy in your wet snatch.’ Love those big hard nipples, I wanna suck them.’ ‘Already came once this morning, but you’re gonna make me stroke again.'” Claire’s right hand found its way to my knee, so she could brace herself as she narrated.”Aren’t you two going to rub?” Gina inquired, leaving any pretense behind as she peeled off the rest of her outfit and got buck naked on my bed, just like Barb on her own bed.I noticed Claire’s left hand was wedged between her thighs, moving in a circular motion as she studied the lascivious words on the screen.”She is,” I whispered to Gina about her partner. With her gaze locked on the chat box, Claire slowed Escort Ataşehir the word flurry by clicking on the Top Comments Only selection. She removed her shorts, shucked her sticky panties, placed her right foot on the bed with a bent knee, and buried her fingers in her untrimmed bush.Gina crooked her pointer finger at me. I crawled over to join her near the headboard.”Look at her go,” Gina murmured to me, referring to Barb, who was pumping her squishy cavern with her favorite toy.”She’s very good,” I replied.Gina stretched to fiddle with a button on my shirt. It popped out of the stitched hole, baring more of my ample cleavage. When I responded by breathing heavier, Gina progressed to the next button, and the next. Soon, no buttons remained. Gina eased the sides of my shirt open, uncovering my stiff, dark nipples.Egged on by Barb and Claire’s harmonious moans, I guided Gina’s fingertips to my swelling areola. She pushed me back onto my pillow, moved her curvy body to hover over mine, her natural breasts jiggling, and latched her mouth onto my chest.Gosh, I wanted this so bad. As she suckled my big titty, Gina slid her hand inside my shorts, skillfully strumming my pussy in ways that my body never knew I needed, while she played with her aching clit at the same time, our juices leaking onto the sheets.All four of us cried out with pleasure, Barb spread eagle on her bed, Claire jilling at the laptop wearing just her sweater and bra, Gina nude on top of me, manipulating my oozing puss, and me, writhing underneath another woman for the first time, wondering what my boyfriend Jacob would say if he caught us.He’d probably cream his pants.
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