[FF] [FFM] [Group] The Weekend Getaway [Part 4]

Parts [one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gudtxo/fm_the_weekend_getaway_part_1_mentions_of_group/), [two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/guwmf8/fm_light_ff_the_weekend_getaway_part_2_mentions/), and [three](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gvivsr/group_ffmm_the_weekend_getaway_part_3/).

We spent the night in our own bedrooms once we cleaned up the melted dessert, everybody else passing out pretty quickly after the night’s events. I was unable to sleep, pent up horniness keeping me awake. After tossing and turning for at least a couple hours, Henry finally pulled me against him roughly to spoon, one of his arms and legs wrapping around me to pin me down in one place. Shockingly enough, it worked, the warmth and weight of his body smothering me comfortingly like a weighted blanket until I fell asleep.

I woke up when Henry got out of bed, the movement shaking the shitty AirBnB mattress. “Where’re you goin?” I mumbled sleepily.

He leaned over and kissed my cheek, gently brushing my hair away from my face. “Just going for a run. Don’t do anything too crazy before I get back.”

“I make no promises,” I sighed, already falling back asleep.

“That’s my girl.”

I quickly drifted off, my restless night catching up to me.

I woke up to the bed dipping as somebody got in, a warm hand cupping my face and soft lips meeting mine. I kissed the mystery person back gently, bringing my hand up to hold their shoulder. The skin there was soft, the muscles tight but small. Elizabeth. “Good morning, beautiful,” she whispered.

“Mmm what a way to wake up. Is everybody already up and at ‘em?”

“Tony’s still asleep, and I think Henry’s on a run. I woke up because he closed the front door. Decided to come keep you company in this big, empty bed.”

“Good, I was getting lonely.”

I kissed her again softly, scooting closer until our bodies were pressed together under the covers. She was so warm and soft, her body obviously much smaller than Henry’s. I ran a hand down her shoulder to her ribs, brushing my thumb against the side of one of her perky tits before trailing my fingers over her waist and hips, finally stopping my journey by gripping one tight ass cheek and pulling her against me. She wrapped her top leg around my upper thigh, her soft, bare skin resting against mine. I released her ass to trace my fingers down her thigh, touching her skin softly before pulling her leg higher around my body.

Elizabeth hummed contentedly against my lips, rocking her body to grind her pussy against my hip. Shit. I stilled her movements with my hand, nipping lightly on her bottom lip apologetically. “Fuck. Sorry. Nothing overtly sexual until I get Henry’s permission to play with you.”

She let out a high pitched whine, letting her bare leg slide deliciously back down mine. “I didn’t get enough time with you yesterday,” she whimpered.

“I know,” I whispered, kissing her again slowly.

We laid like that for a while, our slow, languid movements tiptoeing up to the line but never crossing it, the teasing only building up our excitement. The sound of the front door slamming made us startle, our lips and tongues separating for the first time in several minutes. Henry. “Get in here, Henry,” I called out, locking eyes with Elizabeth and smiling mischievously.

I ripped the covers back, displaying our entwined bodies, our sleep shirts all askew and neither of us wearing pants. Henry’s quick, heavy footsteps outside the door made us giggle with anticipation. “What’s up, everything ok?” he asked as he entered the room, pulling out an earbud.

He stopped short when he saw us, still panting from his run. His shirt was damp with sweat and sticking to his wide chest. He looked absolutely delicious, but this was not about him. “Wow,” he whispered, “what do we have here?”

He walked towards us slowly, peeling off his shirt and tossing it on the ground. He sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned towards us, but I lifted a foot and pressed it against his shoulder to stop him. “You can look. But you can’t touch.”

He kissed the top of my foot, smiled, and retreated, sinking down into the wicker armchair in the corner. He gestured towards us expectantly. “Don’t let me stop you.”

Elizabeth didn’t hesitate, her lips insistent as she rolled her body against mine. I moaned and pulled her on top of me in a straddle, reaching my hand down to press a thumb against her clit over her panties. She whipped her shirt over her head, throwing it at Henry and leaning forward to capture my lips again. I pushed her up softly, tilting my face down to nip at and nuzzle her chest as it hovered over me. She let out her signature high pitched moan, rubbing her pussy harder against my thumb. I sucked one of her small, pink nipples in my mouth, scraping my teeth against it softly before swirling my tongue around her hardening bud. I kissed my way over to her other nipple, repeating my movements until both her nipples were tightened into delectable points.

I leaned up suddenly, wrapping my arms around Elizabeth’s narrow frame for support before flipping us so that I was on top of her, nestled between her long legs. She panted up at me, winded from the unexpected movement. Her legs wrapped around my waist as I kissed her roughly, rubbing my clothed pussy against hers. “Take off your panties,” she whined.

Smirking, I pulled them down to my ankles and kicked them off in Henry’s direction. Looking over my shoulder, I saw that they had landed on his lap. He met my eyes, pulling the panties up to his face and inhaling deeply. He pulled his running shorts down with his other hand to reveal his hard cock, gripping it tightly and stroking it as I watched. Elizabeth turned my head back to her, kissing me deeply. I pushed her face back softly with one hand before hoisting myself up and off of her. I grabbed the waistband of her panties with both my hands, pulling them down her legs as she rolled her hips and then lifted her legs in the air to help me.

I threw her panties at Henry, giggling when they made contact with his body. I ran my hands down, well up, Elizabeth’s legs until I grasped her ankles. I spread her legs slowly, enjoying her flexibility as her face challenged me with a smirk. A look down revealed her spread pussy to me, covered in soft blonde hair and glistening with her juices. She had long, protruding inner labia and a big, beautiful clit, the many folds of her pussy smiling up at me like a blossoming pink flower. “Fuck, Elizabeth. Your pussy looks delicious.”

She smiled, not an ounce of shyness or self consciousness on her face. “It tastes even better,” she murmured cockily.

I pushed and bent her legs down until her knees touched her chest, and I held them there with my hands while I slid down until my face was in front of her beautiful pussy. I exhaled over it slowly, teasing her with my breath. One of her hands tangled into my hair and pushed my face down towards her glistening cunt. I refused to let her take the lead and guide me to her clit, instead starting from the bottom and licking from the entrance to her pussy all the way up to her clit. Swirling my tongue around her clit once, I then repeated my movements a few more times, enjoying her high, whining moans as I refused to give her clit the consistent attention it needed. “Please,” she whimpered.

Well, if she was going to ask so nicely. Finally giving her what she wanted, I planted my lips around her clit and sucked it into my mouth, flicking my tongue rapidly against her sensitive bud. Her body spasmed once from the sudden, direct contact, my name falling from her lips. I hummed against her clit, enjoying overstimulating her. Both her hands tangled in my hair, tugging at the roots with delicious pain while I moaned against her pussy, devouring it with enthusiasm. She came soon after without warning, bucking her hips against my face and breathing out my name.

Triumphant, I kissed my way to her hipbones and up her taut stomach, making a pit stop to suck on her nipples and scrape my teeth across her neck before capturing her lips with mine. She moaned against my lips, exploring my mouth and undoubtedly tasting herself on my tongue. She wrapped her arms around the back of my neck and lifted one leg to wrap around the back of my waist. I spread my legs so that I was straddling her bare thigh, loving the pressure it placed directly on my clit. We ground each other slowly, her drenched pussy rubbing on my hip while mine slid up and down her thigh. Henry groaned with pleasure somewhere behind us. We ignored him.

Elizabeth rotated us until we were on our sides lengthwise across the bed and then let go of me to flip herself in the other direction. She lined us up so that my pussy was at her mouth and hers was at mine. She continued rearranging us, lifting my leg up until my knee was bent and my foot flat on the bed, mimicking the movements on herself. She pushed her face between my legs, and I did the same. We licked each other’s pussies slowly, our soft, warm mouths enveloping each other’s clits and then our tongues snaking out to penetrate each other’s tight cunts. I let Elizabeth set the pace, only increasing the speed and pressure when she did.

Soon enough, it became a competition to see who could force the other one to orgasm first. I was determined to win. Gripping her ass cheeks roughly, I pulled her harder against my face until she started grinding against my tongue and nose, her whimpering moans vibrating against my cunt. Victory was on the horizon, her pussy’s movements against my face getting more and more frantic. Except. Fuck. Her moans were deliberately placing harsh vibrations against my clit, and I could feel an orgasm building quickly. I flicked her clit with my tongue harder, loving the sudden gush of liquid that spilled across my face. I was in heaven, her warm, incredible pussy covering my face with soft skin and delicious juices. Suddenly, I felt at least one long finger press into my cunt and curl, pushing hard against my g-spot with rapid, generous strokes.

I lost. Moaning loudly into Elizabeth’s beautiful vulva, I came hard, my pussy clenching around her fingers and my body shaking. She followed soon after, the satisfaction of winning or my moaning vibrations tipping her over the edge. We both powered through, our bodies in absolute bliss as our mouths forced the other woman’s orgasm to extend far beyond its normal lifespan. I was determined not to release her delicious pussy first. We ended up pulling our mouths back around the same time, exhausted and breathing heavily and dripping sweat. “You cheated,” I panted, “you used your fingers.”

“We never set any rules,” she groaned back at me, “You ready to tap out yet?”

“Absolutely not.”

Elizabeth took the lead again, sliding us apart until our cunts were lined up while our faces were on opposite sides of the bed. She lifted one of my legs up and slid one of hers to the outside, adjusting us until our pussies were flush against each other. I laid on my side while she was on her back, gently moving our legs until we were comfortable and able to start moving without pinching or trapping a limb. Her soft, warm, swollen pussy felt right, comfortable, perfect against mine, the sensations even more incredible as she started to grind against me. We scissored slowly, our exhausted bodies only moving an inch or two at a time.

My clit was so sensitive that I knew it wouldn’t take much to cum. From the look on Elizabeth’s face, she felt the same. I pinched my nipples between my fingers, moaning and rubbing against her while pleasure built up once more. “Cum for me,” she whispered.

“You first,” I strained.

“This is not a fucking competition,” she moaned, “I just want to watch your face while you cum.”

I locked eyes with her and stopped holding myself back, calling out her name as I spasmed and rubbed my pussy against hers. My eyes fluttered closed with pleasure, my face contorting as I reached the peak and fell down the other side. Elizabeth followed me down, her high moans music to my ears. Finally, we stilled, our bodies limp on the bed, our limbs stuck together with sweat.

Our breathing gradually slowed, and we gently detached ourselves. We rested our heads on the pillows next to each other, kissing each other’s pink, swollen lips softly and murmuring soft praises. I rested my forehead against hers, almost ready to pass out in our sweat and juices when I remembered Henry. I sat up slowly, looking over at him and smiling when I saw his cum-covered stomach. “Enjoy the show?” I asked casually.

“I came around the time you guys started sixty-nine-ing. Everything since then was just fun to watch.”

“Get over here,” Elizabeth demanded.

Henry climbed over us on the bed and nestled between us. We each claimed one of his thighs, wrapping our top legs around it. I watched as Elizabeth slowly ground her pussy against his hip, and I did the same. “Did you like watching me make your girlfriend cum?” Elizabeth whispered, swirling her finger in the cum slowly drying on his stomach.

I grabbed her hand and brought her finger to my mouth, licking up the length of it and then nibbling on her fingertip. I then mimicked her actions, gathering cum on my finger and bringing it to her lips. Glancing at Henry, I raised my eyebrows. “She asked you a question,” I reminded him pointedly.

“Yes,” he rasped out hoarsely, “I did.”

Elizabeth and I exchanged a knowing smirk. She trailed a hand down Henry’s chest until she reached his cock, tugging on it slowly until it stiffened in her hand. “Did you feel left out, Henry?” she murmured in a baby voice, “Do you need us to make it up to you?”

I gently nibbled on his ear as he nodded, still grinding my pussy against him. Looping my top arm over his shoulder and gently scraping my nails against the back of his head, I began whispering, my words interspersed with soft sighs and moans as I increased my pressure against his thigh. “Do you want me to watch her suck your cock, Henry? Do you want her to watch while I do? Or do you want me to ride you while she sits on your face? There are so many possibilities. All you need to do is ask.”

Henry groaned and kissed me roughly, his hips bucking up suddenly. I broke the kiss to look down and saw that Elizabeth had already wrapped her lips around his cock. “I guess the decision was made for you,” I laughed.

Elizabeth bobbed her head on his erection quickly, her right hand wrapped around the base of his cock and her left hand reaching over to push two fingers into my cunt. I moaned loudly and continued rubbing myself against Henry, my quickening movements stimulating my clit and forcing me to fuck myself against her fingers. I buried my face in Henry’s neck, holding him closer as I careened towards yet another orgasm. Biting down on his neck, I came roughly, enjoying the hiss of pain and pleasure from Henry’s mouth. “I’m cumming, Elizabeth,” he warned breathlessly, before forcing my face up to kiss him.

He slid his tongue against mine, his abs spasming and his soft groans flowing into my mouth. I forcefully broke the kiss after a moment, sitting up and grabbing Elizabeth’s head up by the hair before she could finish swallowing. I shoved my tongue into her mouth, stealing Henry’s cum from her and then forcing her head back down to lick up the rest as it dribbled down the length of his cock. I showed off the cum I had claimed to Henry and then swallowed it as I held Elizabeth’s head down against his cock. His face flushed, the aftershocks of his orgasm still flowing through his body. “Still feel left out?” I asked smugly.

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