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The three were good friends, as good as friends could only be. Jane and Rita met in sixth grade. Ben, always seemed to have been there, like a Brother Or a cousin. He lived in a house at the top of the hill, the two girls below.
They could talk to each other, celebrate together, or just be together.
Jane wasn’t nice, but she had a wire to men.
Her long, light brown hair and her sunny smile impressed the men. She changed her friends like most people her shirts. It was unusual for her to appear twice somewhere with the same boy. Every man seemed to impress her, or rather, everyone in his time.
Rita was different there. She had ‘a’ friend for the whole year, Chas. Chas was a football player who actually went out with Jane once. He was big, had dark hair and dark eyes.
He immediately won Rita with his charm and masculinity. Jane and Ben were concerned. They knew about Chas call and feared that Rita could be hurt.
Ben’s parents were not at home on a weekend because they were in Hawaii for a week. Ben sat in the house and waited for one of his friends who took him to a party.
He carefully made sure not to let anyone know that his parents were gone. Parties were a fine thing, but he didn’t want to clean up afterwards. His thoughts turned around his girlfriend, Tracy. She had left him when she pulled away.
Ben tried to take it philosophically, but his heart just didn’t let him. He wished that his feelings were more like that of Jane. The phone rang.
Hi? he answered.
Ben? Are your parents gone? The fact that she was able to know was a sign of how close to Ben and Janeste.
Yes why? You sound excitedly.
We have to use your house.
We?Yes.
Chas has just left Rita.
come over. Ben knew what that meant.
Rita was so in love with Chas that she could even kill herself before Gram. Ritas parents would not care. One of her typical comments would be: you have that if you meet with such a good benefit.
Jane’s parents probably just gave a festival again. They always celebrated great parties. Unfortunately, these parties weren’t very quiet. So Ben’s house was the only place where they could comfort Rita.
Jane met Rita on the door.
Her delicate skin was red from wines. When they immersed the rainy night, the tears were blurred. Jane put part of her yellow parking over Ritas red hair. Rita only pressed himself to Jane.
They climbed the hill up to the manor house – the house in which Ben lived. The steps that along the access were tight and difficult to overcome in sunlight, but in such a rainy night. A flash illuminated the scene for a moment, the thunder then drove the couple. They ran until they reached the gate.
He left me for Trisha.
She has bigger tits, said Rita.
It will be ..
Jane typed the code and the gates began to open and gave the way to the Hofsteader manor house.
It was a large, Victorian building that was built by every generation of the Hofstaders. Many building stile collided with each other. Bens Uncle, Jerome, added a fantastic archway and grown a large stone hall on the eastern wing. Bens Father Pull up a more modern style-a tower in the form of a large obelisk stood opposite the Stein-Halle.
Ben’s father and Jerome were always competing with each other. They were twins.
When the two girls led up to the house, everyone had a different impression of it. Jane saw the lightning on the black glass of the obelisk shining, while Rita only saw the protective hall. They reached the entrance hall, a high-towering stone building, guarded by double doors.
When they crossed the light barrier, the gate opened silently – a sign that they were expected. Jane hugged Rita and they entered.
You are very wet! It’s a good thing that I have already done a fire. Ben was artificially happy.
Jane gave him a look when he led her to the front room. Ben nodded and pulled out two large quilted ceilings.
He threw her in front of the fireplace. Jane and Rita slipped underneath.
Why? Why did he want Trisha? She’s such a bitch.
Rita and Trisha had often become almost palpable. Mainly, it was Trisha’s important way towards those who could impose herself up. Trisha was one of those girls of the type ‘rich daughter’ and nothing else.
She looked good, but had no personality.
With her it is hardly possible that two brain cells would be in the way of each other, said Ben.
Ben … said Jane. She leaned over and whispered something in his ear. Ben left the room.
I understand…
Rita trembled from the cold rain.
Jane hugged her even firmer. Rita now started crying in Ja-nes, her fire-red hair mingled with Janes Braunem. They sat there for a few moments. Rita only cried and Jane weighed her tenderly.
Ben came back with three cups.
An old family secret. Warms the heart, soothes the soul and blows the brain turns through. Ben sat on the dark blue quilted ceiling next to the girls and handed them their drinks.
What is that? asked Jane Leise. Just a hot chocolate.
Jane took a sip and almost choked.
Bourbon!Jane blinked to Ben. Rita drank something out of her cup. Ben put an arm around her and gently pressed it itself.
It is only because she gives her ass and her tits. I can’t believe that he did it.
I love. I would have done everything for him if he had only asked me about it.
Jane got up and tasted to the bathroom. She had drunk her entire cocoa and obviously didn’t feel very comfortable at the moment. Ben took Klein-Rita up and put her in his lap.
He stroked her hair and told her that it would be everything again. Jane came back. She wanted to switch off the bathroom light and caught the wrong switch. A screen slipped off the ceiling and a projector, began to whirring.
OOPPS ..
said Jane.
Don’t worry, nothing is broken. Only turn the switch .. The film Already started. His parents had apparently forgotten a porn strip.
A very well built blonde woman slowly fucked with one Dildo. Jane caught the wrong switch five or six times before switching off. Enough time for Rita to look up and watch.
Is … is the kind of woman attractive? she asked.
Oh well…
Somehow, Ben replied.
Jane gave him a meaningful look at him. Sometimes Chas kissed me and we went to the back seat of his car. And then he stroked my breasts and my nipples. Jane snuggled up to the two and hugged Rita.
Ben was a little ashamed, but he continued to press her gently.
I felt so strange. You already know, so -Fleu. And I longed for something – something that Chas couldn’t give me.
Don’t you have … well ..
uh … Jane blushed a little. Ben became very red.
I have something? What should I have done when he kissed me and said goodbye to the door?Well, ummmm … you never did it yourself?Hm?..
You know…
Umm … touches your pussy by hand ..
No!The alcohol Had started to have an effect at Rita. She has never been able to tolerate a lot of alcohol. It also seemed that he reduced Janes inhibitions.
You never wanted to? said Jane.
I didn’t know how to do that.
You know du’setwa?Me, yes! Yes. Sometimes when a boy didn’t dare or I just felt lonely. Most of the time when I was lonely. I was often very lonely, even if the boys called me and went out with me.
After that they always left me alone. When they kissed me, I was always very excited and then they just left me. And, even if not, they were always finished after a few minutes. And I still felt lonely.
She spoke slowly, almost dreamy.
Can you show me?Jane’s eyes widened with this proposal. She looked at Ben, maybe to receive a confirmation. Ben nodded. Jane raised her skirt.
She was wearing a lace panties with a bright pink border. First you have to see that you are excited. If you don’t feel that way, it doesn’t work, said Jane.
She started buttocks her blouse and brought her bodilyless bra aside. Then she stroked the outside of her breasts that were bordered by the bra.
Then she crossed her Legs among themselves. She started stimulating her nipples through the fabric of the bra. Ben pulled Ritas shirt over her head and repeated Jane’s movements on Rita. His big hands circled the baskets of their bras.
Jane carefully pressed the nipples between her fingers. Her face was delighted with the sight of her own breasts. She was very, very excited, but not enough to completely forget about herself.
The nipples are the first step. Under no circumstances.
She started to open her bra.
Ben handled the hook in the back of Ritas BH. Jane lean over and helped him to open her. Rita took him off and now started to caress her little breasts themselves. The large nipples protruded from excitement.
Ben stared at her with awe. They seemed to him to be perfect.
His hands covered theirs, made every movement they made. Jane took one of her tits and lifted her to her mouth. Her tongue came out and only touched the top.
She leaned over and then kissed one of Ritas breaks. She rubbed the nipple of her own chest with her left hand, and Ritas with her right. Then she leaned back. Her breasts were full and warm.
The light brown line of her bikini was to be seen across her curves. She followed this line with her finger and began to delete her erected nipple. Rita took one of Jane’s breasts into her hand and gave her tenderly.
They are so much larger than mine.
That doesn’t matter. It is only important that you use it correctly.
Rita leaned forward and kissed Janes breast slightly on the nipple. Jane trembled very easily, just as much that Ben could notice it. Jane’s hands were slowly stroking her whole body, a tender picture of loneliness and uninhibited passion. She put her hand on her skirt and slowly started kneading the fabric.
Ben’s hands massaged Ritas plump nipples. Ben’s head was covered by Ritas red hair. Ritas hand slowly moved towards the step. Rita’s views were firmly directed towards Jane.
Jane’s other hand began to spoil the inside of her thighs.
Her long skirt started to hinder her. She quickly buttoned up the back and removed it. In the heat of the fire she started sweating. Rita buttoned her jeans and pulled them out.
She only wore a silk black panties that covered her wet pussy.
I bought him for Chas. He never saw him ..
The inside of Ritas thighs were white. Some tufts, very red pubic hair, looked out under the black silk. Her excited clitoris pressed against the fabric.
Jane rolled on her side and slowly stroked her round ass cheeks.
Ben stretched out his hand and patted her buttocks. His other hand tenderly gave Ritas back. Jane leaned back and began to open her legs for Rita. Ritas legs did the same.
Jane began to stroke through the fabric of her now damp panties. Ritas Schlüpfer was wet through her own horny juices.
If you can no longer hold back … Jane slipped with her thumb under the waistband of her briefs and pulled him down to the ankle. Ben slowly took the black panties from Rita.
Ritas Eyes Fixed Jane Cunt. She was dark from the pubic hair, gaped up a little. The normal pink had become red due to its excitement. Your clit stood from her body as well as her nipples.
Look down.
You can see directly that it is exactly what you like. All women are physically similar.
Jane slid into her cunt with a finger and then licked it. It tasted like the sweetness of passion, but also for the bitterness of the desire. Rita spread her legs and spread her intimate me before Jane.
Slowly she also cost the taste of her hot column. Ben also let a finger slide in. He pulled it back, but quickly back.
This seemed to be a ritual among women, and only for women. Jane stroked slowly, from bottom to top, the swollen lips of her cunt.
She slowly spread her legs, so that more and more of her became visible. The moist meat of her column shone in the fire.
Rita started to do everything she put on her, but then put three fingers in her wet cunt. Jane’s juices moisten her fingers. Your left hand slid down to play around Ritas Kitzler.
Ritas hands rubbed over her flared cunt faster and faster. She used her whole hand to stroke herself. Jane’s hand plowed violently over her wet, aroused clit. Ben could smell how her female fragrance spread throughout the room.
The juices in the two started to flow faster and faster. Jane sat on Ritas lap. The hands of the two moved very intensively between their thighs. Rita began to moan easily.
Her body spanned and pressed more on Ben.
Ben’s hand snapped after her nipple and began to twist a little more. Rita shouted and her breath became heavy and irregular. The only sound in the room seemed to be moaning and the smacking sound of the fingers in their column. Her horny juice dripped on Ben’s jeans.
Jane now kneaded Ritas cunt with both hands. Rita came with an explosion of pleasure and warmth.
Ben, I feel like your hard cock presses against my ass, she said.
Ben … let me touch your cock, said Jane.
Jane reached under Rita and touched Ben. He rolled out under Rita, who was currently holding.
Jane opened Ben’s jeans. Ben’s cock jumped out, hard and shiny. Rita began to massage Jane’s pussy as she leaned over to touch the tail. Jane started moving in Rita’s rhythm.
The climax was slowly built up, which inevitably had to come.
Jane was fascinated by the tail in her face. She leaned forward to kiss him on the glans. It tasted a sweet taste bens. She moved back and forth on his hot penis, kissed his nipples.
When Jane suddenly felt Rita’s mouth instead of his hand on her cunt, Jane gasped with pleasure and surprise. Ben’s hard cock pushed against her stomach. Jane sat up and kissed Ben on his mouth, hard and deep. Their tongues touched each other.
Then Rita began to stroke her still – wet fingers. Jane moved her warm, moist column to Ben’s face. His tongue came out and tenderly licked the inside of her thighs. She winc.
Rita gasped when she introduced Ben’s cock.
She began to pump her hips rhythmically and snap at Jane’s round ass. Ben turned Jane to Rita. He started to let his warm tongue slide through Jane’s cunt. Jane began to kiss Rita more and more intensely.
Rita felt Jane’s hard nipples pressed against her own. She stroked both at the same time.
Everything three got more and more in motion. Rita began to pump her hips faster and faster, but turned so that Jane was also able to stroke the inside of her cunt. Jane’s finger slid over her excited clit.
Ben’s hands captured Ritas ass, caressing her pleasant gentleness. Ben’s tongue felt soft and warm in Jane’s cunt. Her pussy began to stretch and contract. Ben kissed her on her labia and began to suck while Rita kissed her nipple intimately.
They pressed all three and love each other and sparked a violent orgy with kissing, stroking, moaning and touching. Until they finally decreased in their arms, with Ben in Rita and Rita still in an intimate hug with Jane.
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