The last photograph was the same pose but the girl was on her stomach. Maria rolled over and rested her head on Simon’s lap. “Oh!” Her head popped up. “OH WOW! You’ve… got a HARD ON!” Maria exclaimed. Then she giggled. “Oh, did I do that to you?”
“What do you think? Of course you did, as I said, I’m not gay!” replied Simon.
Maria laughed; and then she gazed with a look of curiosity at the prominent bulge in Simon’s jeans. She picked up the black folder. “Is… it like that?” she asked. There was a nervous tone in her voice now.
On the page was a picture of a naked man sitting on a stool with a very large endowment standing upright against his belly, the head of his cock obscured his navel. Simon went a little pale. “Well, similar, I guess”, he said.
“You wish!” commented John.
The following image was of the same man with one of the girls on the wall pictures. They were in a very arty looking nude pose, the man lay on his back on the floor with the girl behind him on her side with her head propped on her left elbow. Her right hand rested on the man’s thigh.
Maria copied the girl and then looked at Simon who now appeared a little unsure about how far he should take this but in the end he pushed off his jeans and boxers and took up the position.
Maria’s gaze fixed on Simon’s cock that was standing upright like a flagpole. She giggled and then copied the pose, resting her hand on his thigh and John took a photograph.
The next image was the same except the girls hand was now wrapped around her partner’s shaft. Maria bit her lip. Her hand slid along John’s thigh. Her fingers briefly touched his cock. John gasped. His cock twitched and a marble sized glob if semen squeezed from the head.
Maria watched with a hypnotic fascination as the white sphere flattened over the head and then oozed down his shaft. She touched it again. It twitched and then she rested her fingers against it before curling them around.
Simon was pulling in short, sharp gasps of air. Maria appeared to be examining his cock in great detail. She squeezed the shaft, gently fingered the head, and then pulled her fist up so the foreskin bunched around the head, then pulled down so the purple dome was exposed.
Simon released a loud moan and Maria quickly released her grip “OH! Sorry! Am I hurting you?” she said.
“NO!” said Simon, sharply. “No… no that’s… fine. Really.” He took her hand and placed it back onto his shaft.
John by now had abandoned the camera. He had taken off his shirt and trousers and was approaching the sofa, and I followed suit.
With some encouragement and guidance Maria’s two hands alternated from one cock to the next. Her soft, cool and dainty fingers felt so different to my own. She was laid flat on her back in a drug like high on the feel of six pairs of hands on her body. Her skin was so smooth and so taught and her breasts were incredibly firm.
Already stimulated, Simon came within a couple of minutes. He shot a single big glob of cum that hit Maria square across the chin and then dribbled the rest across her breasts. She appeared quite shocked at first but then a broad grin stretched across her face and she wanked me and John with even greater vigour.
Simon pushed his head between her legs. Maria squealed. Her hips twisted and bounced. “THAT TICKLES!” she yelled. Then she let out a loud gasp, opened her legs wider and started moaning aloud, rocking her hips slowly in time with Simon’s tonguing.
John was a dribbler. His hips bucked and a thick stream of semen ran like a river down Maria’s arm. When I felt a familiar tingle build up in the base of my own shaft I wasn’t going to waste it on her skin. I took away her hand and inched forwards. Maria greedily pulled me closer, opened her mouth wide and pulled me in. Her lips pressed around the ridge. Her tongue rolled around the head. I felt a tingle roll down my spine and explode inside my testicles. My body spasmed and my cock pulsed several globs of cum into her mouth.
Maria still had a mouth full when her own orgasm hit. She coughed and spluttered spitting cum over her face and neck. Then she screamed. She rocked and bucked. She tried to push Simon away but me and John grabbed her shoulders and pinned her to the floor.
Simon gave no mercy. Her young and inexperienced pussy and clitoris must have been so sensitive and tender but he carried on licking it furiously. Maria screamed and begged him to stop. Tears ran down her flushed contorted face. Then she went briefly quiet. Her body went totally rigid and then convulsed into another orgasm. **complete story** [maria the girl next door](https://thebestsexstories101.blogspot.com/2019/11/maria-girl-next-door.html)
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