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The threeway tongue-fest extends and intensifies, each semi-stripped participant lavishing their saliva-thick attentions on the other two, hands stroking and caressing shoulders and faces. Jed has currently lost the thread of how they all got here. Moment has led to moment, cause bleeding into effect, all of it fuelled by his determination to make this happen. This. The thrashing of tongues and the flesh-grabbing and the falling away of clothes. When he pulls the girls out of the kiss and stares at both (the pair staring back and at each other, all three of them panting, all on fire), he grasps the through-line. How they all got to this point. As pauses go it?s brief ? a mini-breather, a momentary taking stock before carnality resumes and escalates. Realistically there won?t be much time once things gets started, I mean really started ? which it will, imminently ? so let?s do this now, and do it properly.Freezeframe four. Jed? The story, prior to today, was one of struggle ? Jed with Hyde, the former wrestling down that latter primal part of him, throwing him scraps of fantasy, letting him join in at the right moment, with the right partner, to the right extent. Then shutting him back in that dark, Babadookian cellar. ?That?s it. Know your place. Good boy.? Tori Beeching drew Hyde raging to the cellar door, while Jed strived to hold it shut, and managed ? just. Rebecca-online tempted Jed to let Hyde run privately amok and, to her credit (or her debit if you like), achieved her goals. Dean, however unaware, served as the model of a life where Hyde holds sway, and what a deeply pleasurable life it seems to be. (Dean ain?t complaining.) Yet while they?ve earned a mention ? as provocateurs, enablers or suppliers ? they didn?t make this happen. Here, now. These three wetted mouths, all so recently connected. Jed did that. Early in this calendar day, he knows, he left that cellar door unlocked and let the beast run free. Allowed it access to his smarts, his charm, his aptitude for thinking on the spot. That?s all lust needs to thrive, you see ? the chance to work with what?s available. Access to the whole house. That?s what got him here. Clara? Look at her ? tits on brash display, elation in her eyes and a breathless grin of undiluted badness. She?s naughty, sure, and she arrived as such at Clive and Lucy?s wedding. But this night, Jed knows instinctively, will turn her naughtier still. She wanted sex and Jed was there, and he would do, even before she knew he was a teacher. But his whole wanting more ? it?s served to make her want more as well. It?s made her want to know what sex can be, to play its nasty games, to take what?s hot and make it ten times? hotter. Her intentions towards Lily ? again Jed?s instincts tell him this ? are rooted as much in friendship as in wrongness, because wrong, she knows for all her tender years, is so much goddamn fun. What kind of friend would hoard that to herself? That?s how she?ll be justifying everything she does tonight. Clara-Hyde is coming out to play.Lily? Poor, sweet Lily ? you can?t help but use the S-word to describe this girl. But qualify that ?poor?. It?s true she came here innocent, but curiosity?s a bitch that must be heeded, or Lily wouldn?t choose to pal around with Clara, would she? Linger on her now ? defences stripped away, literally, by her BFF, for a man who she knows ( ?cos she?s naïve, but far from stupid) to be a fucker. She got sweet on Jed for sure ? such feels are patently her nature ? and bestie Clara seemed an obstacle to that, right up until she didn?t any longer. For this is something different, something new to Lily, where old rules don?t apply. Something she can?t explain, much less control. The contest with her friend isn?t a contest anymore, well not any kind she understands. She?s lost, and yes, she?s terrified, that face of hers so very, very serious. But if she?s felt more sexy or enraptured or alive prior to this moment in her life, then Jed will eat his own fucking bowtie. Despite the ecstasy (the drug, not the feeling), Lily?s own Hyde is still only stirring meekly, but she really shouldn?t worry. There?s plenty in this room to go around.Unfreeze.?Now that?s what I mean by sharing,? Jed says, smiling at both his salivating girls. ?Or some of it. See what happens,? he asks Clara, ?when you get your best friend naked? All hell breaks loose.??I know it does,? Clara tells him, looking at Lily. ?She?s not naked though, is she? Not yet.? ?No more are you,? Jed says, as Lily worries visibly for her panties. ?In fact she?s further down the line. Hey, Lily???Yes?? the defrocked bridesmaid virtually squeaks. ?I?m going to need your help.? ?You are?? Lily is timid, but alert. ?Help with what???I want you to undress Clara.? She looks to her friend and back. ?You??Jed takes her again, his hands gentle on her neck and her hip right at the band of her panties, and he kisses her, the points of her nipples brushing hard against his chest. ?Take off her stockings and her suspenders,? he murmurs into her ear. ?Leave her knickers on. Get her like you are, with almost everything on show.? He turns to Clara, while still holding Lily. ?You go sit on the bed. Help her with the tricky bits, but let her do most of it.?Clara?s eyes are all wickedness. ?Yes, teacher.? She prances blithely to the bed and pops her ass onto its surface, tits bouncing. ?Okay,? he says to Lily, who hasn?t quite shaken her Anadolu Yakası Escort air of hesitancy, and is aware all over again that her tits are on show. ?Go strip your friend. No fucking around ? okay? Go do.? He retains the merest trace of humour in his face as he applies a smack to her neat ass. The shock of firm flesh against his palm resonates through him right to his cock. She yelps in response and hurries to the bed, where Clara smilingly awaits her. ?Sit down here and do it,? her lingeried pal says sweetly, patting the covers.Lily positions her mostly bared self beside Clara and tentatively embarks on her task, fingers flittering about the straps that stretch along those taut but fleshy thighs. Unquestionably the tang of desire from that dampened panty-crotch will be strong in her nostrils as she does it. As Jed observes, he reaches for his phone and eases down the volume in the trance selection, replacing it with his yet untested fuck-mix, Lusty Valentine 2018. The time for this Jed-curated compilation has finally arrived. He?s going to have to change its name after tonight though, he thinks. The opening track is Ariana Grande?s Side To Side. It provides a stirring accompaniment to what?s unfolding on the bed, alluding as it does to how Jed hopes the girls will be walking, once he?s done with them. Naughty Ariana. His hand accompanies also, stroking lightly but insistently back and forth over his seriously stretched trouser crotch as he watches, imagining and plotting.Lily fumbles initially with the clips attaching Clara?s garter belt to her lemon-coloured stockings. ?It?s okay,? her friend reassures, voice breathy. ?They?re a bit faffy, but you?ll get there. See?? She smiles as the first clip unhooks, leaving the smooth expanse of her right thigh entirely bare. Encouraged but with her hand still tremoring, Lily reaches across Clara?s lap, attending to the other strap with increased success. Belt and stockings relax at the front, the straps hanging prettily free. ?See? Easy-peasy.? Clara flashes a smile before rolling over and presenting Lily with the rear straps, stretched as they are, tight against the plump cheeks of her ass. ?Now do me from behind.? Jed grins like something feral at that one. He holds his breath and he fancies Lily does too, as she sets about the rear clips. Certainly, the blonde girl?s gaze hovers over Clara?s bared cheeks, no doubt registering how that beautifully defined ass-cleft has swallowed the band of her knickers, like they intend not to spit it out. Lily has the measure of the technicalities now, even if the twist in how she and Clara are relating to each other is still freaking her the fuck out. She unclips with relative ease, detaching stockings from belt, her fingers inadvertently teasing her friend?s flesh as she does it. ?See? It?s not so hard. You should wear them,? Clara says with a winsome smile. ?They?d be so sexy on you.? She flips back onto her bottom and extends a leg. ?Go on, give Mr J what he wants.?Lily flicks a look to ?Mr J?, as she adjusts position to oblige. The fact that he?s scrutinising both girls while attending to his crotch?s bulging amplitude does nothing, he suspects, to calm her. She carries on regardless, taking a moment to run exploratory fingers over the hem of Clara?s lace stocking. ?Oh my?? she moans. E-fever is doubtless enhancing the natural sexiness of the fabric. ?Feel nice?? Clara inquires.?It?s beautiful,? Lily says, voice aching with enjoyment. ?Rough and velvety at the same time. I could touch it all night. Oh God?? There are other things perhaps she wants to touch, for she plucks at the hem and inches the stocking down Clara?s thigh, exposing further quivering flesh as she goes, while never shifting her gaze from what she?s uncovering. She unrolls steadily, progressing all the way down that curvaceous, well-proportioned leg, until she peels the lacework off a helpfully pointed foot. Clara draws back the leg just denuded and stretches out her other, like a lazy burlesque artist who?s employed a hot little helper. On laying hands to the second stocking Lily stares right into her friend?s eyes, like she?s never really seen her before. She holds the look too, as she glides with exquisite slowness all the way down, until both legs are stripped bare.?Jesus, that was sexy as fuck,? Clara says ? most definitely for Lily?s benefit, but deliberately loud, so Jed can hear too. ?Now get your pretty tits up here and do the girdle.?Jed adds nothing. He doesn?t need to. All there is to do is enjoy what he?s set in motion.Lily goes to Clara, her eagerness more unambiguous this time. Her plan is to unclip the garter belt from behind, but her partner in this sexy cabaret has other ideas. ?Face to face,? Clara says, guiding Lily back to her original sitting position, so that the bared bridesmaid must reach around either side of her friend?s ribs. It takes her bosom to bosom with her wicked schoolmate, her perkily proportioned tits squishing up against the other girl?s rack in all its yielding generosity. ?That?s it, girlfriend, undo me.? Clara smiles right into Lily?s unflinching face, their lips inches apart as one of them unfastens the other clip by clip. The belt slackens and Lily tugs it free of her friend?s flat stomach, letting it fall away, while not recoiling one iota from the fleshy, nipple-grazing contact.?You?re being a good student Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan for your new favourite teacher,? Clara says, stroking Lily?s hair, each of them stripped to her knickers. ?We both are.??Uh-huh, but not just for him,? Lily replies, right before they kiss, open-mouthed and hungry. Jed loves it. He loves that they?re lezzing out for more than his tawdry fantasy (though fuck knows that?s a damn good reason in itself). The intimacy is causing both their cunts to drench their skimpy knickers, with or without his voyeuristic wankery. They?re getting off on it, plain and simple. He absorbs the sight the same way their panties are soaking up their girl cum; its radiated heat brings him back to the boil, so that he must wrestle down the impulse to act until resistance is no longer an option. The vision of these two latched to each other?s face, boobs compressed, hands wandering over damp skin as their tongues entwine, pushes him till his self-discipline cracks. And when it cracks, it shatters. It?s not a planned move, it?s instinctive. Faced with the escalating temperature of this girl-on-girl exchange, Jed moves to cool it down, if only momentarily. One bottle of water remains in the fridge, and he grabs it, cracking the seal while those feminine tongues still wrangle. The girls are too locked into their embrace to see it coming. ?If Lily?s parents could see you naughty sluts right now...? he says, as he flings the bottle?s contents. Chilled water explodes across the girls? tits and faces, and they break apart loudly, arms flailing to protect against the deluge.Lily yelps her outrage with spluttering incoherence, but Clara, equally soaked, articulates for both of them. ?You bastard!? But she?s unable to conceal her laughter as she yells. ?Open up,? Jed demands, relishing the abandonment of geniality and politeness (those qualities have served their purpose), as he holds the bottle above the girls? faces. Unable to deny how the room?s heat has stewed them, they open their mouths like baby birds and accept the water as he pours it in a long, cooling stream. It fills up their wide-stretched and waiting receptacles, but splashes onto their faces too, cascading over their chins and streaming down over the slopes of their tits. ?God you?re a fucker,? Clara gasps, mouth still dribbling, as Jed drains what?s left in the bottle down his own throat and tosses it aside.He leans down, grabbing a handful of Clara?s hair by the roots before kissing hard on her mouth, his tongue thrusting. ?You?re not wrong,? he says on releasing, and he pushes her down onto the bed, so that he?s crouching on top of her with one hand moulded to her breast. ?Now stay there.? ?Uh-huh.? Clara?s response to his commanding tone is one of breathless, lip-wetting expectancy. Jed has no intention to disappoint. He moves back over her body, curls both palms around the band of her knickers and yanks downward hard. Clara cries out in excitement ? Lily beside her exclaims in equivalent shock ? as Jed strips the sodden lace free of cunt and ass, dragging it down the darker girl?s legs and off her body in one determined effort. ?There,? he says, adrenaline firing through him at a whole new rate. ?That?s more like it.? Clara?s whole body is writhing in response to the sudden action, her thighs rubbing slippery together ? giving glimpses of a clean-waxed pussy ? and one hand retreating to squeeze her own tit. Lily is staring mouth agape at her freshly naked friend, then looking to Jed in trembling anticipation of what is surely next.He returns the look, smiling. ?Sorry, Lily,? he says, moving to and over her, impelling her down as he did Clara. ?Did you want to rip her knickers off?? Robbed of all capacity for speech she can only stare, her jaw remaining dropped until he kisses her, with all the deceptive tenderness he can muster. He takes his time, lavishing her with softness. Then when he breaks the kiss, he lets further seconds elapse ? so she can register the wolfish hunger in his face. ?My bad,? he says. ?Some pleasure I save for myself.? Then he grabs her lacy pink panties, never breaking her astonished gaze as he tears them clean off her body. She squeals to be rendered as tits-and-cunt naked as her friend in one fleet and furious motion. Jed ? should this narrator need to state the bleeding obvious ? is all blood-pumped exultation. Clara?s reaction to the stripping of her friend ? and you?ll have guessed this too ? is barefaced delight. Hell, the girl looks like she might applaud. Our antihero takes a moment to appreciate what he has before him ? two perfectly nude and squirming teenage girls (just count those pretty bottoms) with their cunts all warm and wet and ready for him. ?Yes,? he says, drawing out a sibilant ?s?, ?now that?s a pretty fucking picture.?Raw instinct, the hydiest of his Hyde-part (read ?his cock?) tells him, Fuck them, fuck them now! But Hyde, as documented earlier, can access all of Jed and draw on him, the cleverness included. Pleasure delayed, he knows amid his badness, is pleasure enhanced. Exponentially so. Besides, his chosen course of action has pleasure all its own ? while setting up a sweeter main event. He goes to Clara first. Either girl is an option, but it?s better sport to start with the more readily slutty and to make Lily watch, her eyes growing saucer-huge as she inevitably thinks, Escort Anadolu Yakası I?m next! Not that he can see Lily?s eyes for long with what he does. He drags Clara?s ass to the bed?s edge, and she reacts with dick-taunting giggles of submission. Dropping to his knees he spreads her thighs, exposing a cunt as strategically stripped of stubble as he?d expected. Raw hairlessness aside, its thick protruding folds are glistening with invitation, her clitoris a jutting mini-flag of adolescent lust. Jed was already salivating before he pulled her legs apart. Now he?s a starving man at the banquet ? and his drooling mouth is ready to feast.Clara cries aloud once more, as Jed grips her thighs to brace her and puts his lips to hers, tongue plunging. He thrusts between the slick fleshy warmth of her exterior parts, immersing himself, whole mouth and nose, in the sharp sweetness of her cunt. Her taste, her smell? beyond delicious. Her texture ? glutinous and thick and slithering all over him. The sound of her, that?s the moaning babble of her upper lips and the squelching succulence of the lower? just fuck! His eyes do the least now. All his other senses are alive and working hard, more so when he clamps his palms hard against Clara?s thighs and pushes his tongue to fuck her hard. She thrills and strains, her body tensed as she absorbs the attack being lavished on her pussy. Her hands grip her thrusting tits as her back arches. (That much Jed?s eyes can see.) A glorious cacophony is spilling from her mouth, its nonsense interspersed with ?Fuck? and ?Shit? and ?Christ?, and retaining all the while its note of laughter, that edge of Fuck yes, this is happening ? life is good! He?d push her where she wants so very urgently to go, and lap up every moment on the way, but a rapidly forming plan prevents this. Instead, he slows down and retracts, letting her hot juice pool in his tongue and holding it there as he withdraws from her completely, wet-faced and breathing hard. Clara looks up to find out where the hell he?s gone.Lily is ? as he might have expected ? half-risen from the bed, a picture of bewildered awe, eyes and mouth and nipples on high alert. Her mouth remains conveniently open as Jed climbs onto her, pressing his cunt-marinated mouth to hers. A cradling hand to her head prevents escape from Clara?s essence should she try it, but while she doesn?t lick Jed?s lips or suck his tongue, neither does she flinch. Her look when he draws back is all perplexity, like her mind is swimming with the thought of what she?s tasting, leave alone what she?s just witnessed. But Jed knows how to distract her from that thought. It?s simple. He slides her and spreads her, just like he did to Clara, making her gasp in the knowledge that he?s just about to eat her teenage cunt. She?s different down there from Clara. Clean and well-tended for sure, but sporting a fair, trim-bordered thatch, and elsewhere shaved, not waxed. The slit is tight and pretty, its folds engorged and slick but not protruding, and the clit a cute hot button for the pressing. Less the welcome mat, more a tentatively friendly ?Hi?. Jed?s tongue-tip responds with a button-licking ?Hello?, then strokes the length of her moist, pink slit, effectively inquiring, ?May I come in?? Lily?s body jolts, her throat issuing a high-pitched squeak, like shock at being tickled somewhere wildly over-sensitive, but still potentially pleasant. Jed takes it as a ?Be my guest? and thrusts deep with his tongue, making the house his own. His hands slide around her slender thighs as he does it, securing her so that he can properly explore, however hard she thrashes. And fuck does she thrash. Her flavour is a saltier kind of sweet than Clara?s, her smell equally heady. The feel of her is almost as succulent ? she?s liquifying on and around his flexing muscle by the moment. But it?s the noises she?s making that will stay with Jed long after he?s done orally fucking her. They begin as a sequence of near-desperate, full-throated sobs, accompanying his various explorations ? lapping and kissing and full-extension tonguing inside her. These noises extend, while increasing in volume, until she?s uttering a long, unbroken keening sound, like something is gradually being exorcised from her body. That?ll be her innocence, Jed thinks, with a nasty satisfaction the like of which he?d not believed himself capable mere weeks ago. Clara?s vocal response to being tongue-plundered was an undiluted Holy Christ ? this is what it?s all about, but Lily?s is more nuanced. If Jed were pushed to a retrospective guess, he?d translate it along the lines of Oh sweet God I can?t believe this is happening to me ? it feels fucking incredible but it?s so wrong that I?m just letting him put his tongue in there even though I wanted him to and it?s actually way too intimate to bear and I think I?m going to explode into one big mess of goo all over the walls, oh Jesus I can?t stand it anymore so please, oh please don?t make it stop! Something like that. At any rate, by the time he withdraws his snaking attentions, her juice plastered all over his face, Lily?s whole body is rigid with unresolved sexual tension. Her head is thrown back onto the covers, although she jerks back up on realisation that he?s stopped licking her, wearing an abject Where did you go? expression. Her hand, he realises with an additional shock of delight, has grabbed hold of Clara?s for moral support. Clara is clutching back and staring down at Jed with almost deranged excitement ? presumably at the sight of seeing her best friend have her cunt eaten out so thoroughly. Whatever the reason, her other hand has reached between her thighs and she?s rotating fingers squishily on her manifestly engorged clit.