Wishful Thinking/Good Enough For An Encore
From Create Your Own Story
"We are fucking hot!" Lynn announced as you watch yourself slither over Stacy's wet body and slip your tongue down Amina's pussy.
"I'll say," Stacy agrees, "We should make ourselves a website or something..."
Lynn's eyes light up at the prospect. Brenda goes bright red, "No no no... what if someone saw..."
"That's the idea, silly," Stacy pointed out.
"I'd just die of embarrassment," Brenda pouted.
"Why? You're such a hot little sex bunny!" Stacy replied, giving her an encouraging slap on the bare ass. *SMACK*
"Ungh, how long do I have to stay naked?" Brenda asked.
"For the rest of the day," Lynn answered.
"What? How will I get home? I'm not going to walk outside like this!"
"Then stay the night!" Lynn wrapped Brenda's naked body in a warm hug, then gave her erect nipples a little tweak, "We can have a special slumber party!"
You all agree to stay over for the night. Each of the girls call home to let their folks know and you all settle in. Lynn and Stacy return from the main floor with blankets and pillows. According to the two, Lynn's mom was fine with the impromptu get together as long as she got a share of the pizza that was to be ordered. "I've even got a couple of sleeping bags if you guys want," Lynn adds in.
"Ack! I didn't bring a change of clothes!" you remember. Lynn gives you a terse look, and you get her point. Who's going to be needing clothes tonight? You silently retract your comment with an embarrassed look.
Just then Mrs. Whitney comes down. "I brought you guys some snacks, chips and dip." Her attention turns to Amina and Brenda, Amina is lying belly down on the ground and Brenda is scrunched up on the couch. "You gals should put some clothes on, you're almost as bad as my daughter." she says with a smile. Brenda nervously chuckles and nods her head. After Mrs. Whitney leaves Brenda breathes a sigh of relief.
"You gotta relax, Brenda," Lynn says, "See? It doesn't bother Amina."
You all dig into the chips and dip. "Hey, Amina, don't you want any?" Brenda asks, noticing Amina hasn't bothered to join the rest of you.
Amina looks to you and you signal for her to eat. She approaches the rest of you who have formed a circle around the snacks. The genie takes a chip and dips it, then takes a bite. She is surprised by the flavor and quickly snatches another. "You've got a stain on you there," Stacy points out.
"Washroom's upstairs," Lynn says. Lynn guides Amina to the shower while the rest of you engage in small talk. Lynn returns a little bewildered. "Has Amina ever taken a shower before?" she asks you. You respond with a shrug at her strange question, "It was like she didn't know how the thing worked, I had to get in there with her and give her a demonstration." Five minutes or so later Amina returned downstairs. Not wearing a towel, it was plain to see that her body was clean of dip as well as the body paint. She sits back down in blatant nudity as you all gawked at her.
"Uh... Mina? Did... did my mom catch you like that?" Lynn asks.
"I told her that it was part of a dare," Amina explains with a shy yet devilish grin.
"... and she didn't freak out?" Lynn asks. Amina shook her head. You all look at each other and burst out laughing. "Hahah... oh oh my god! Brenda, you're next!"
"What?!" The bespectacled brunette blurts out.
"Hey, Amina can't be alone like this. Heck, everyone, off with your clothes!" Lynn slips out of her outfit with ease. You and Stacy follow suit, leaving Brenda the odd one out. Her face is beet red and she has a resentful look on her face. After a little while of coaxing, she grudgingly mounts the steps with Lynn, headed for the shower. You can hear Lynn coming up with an explanation to her mother through the ceiling. Mrs. Whitney makes a comment about answering the pizza man like that and too many porn movies. The three of you laugh at the predicament.
"Hey, you got more dip on yourself," Stacy points to Amina's tit. She leans over and licks it off. Amina smiles and dips her finger in the sauce, dabbing it on your nipple and suckling on it. This leads you into a three-way with Stacy moving down to Amina's pussy while she sucks on your tit.
Lynn spots the sex going on without her and becomes upset, "Geez, I leave the room for five minutes..." She reaches over and grabs the camera. "I've been thinking, if we did make a website, we'd need a lot more footage."
You smile for the camera, pull Amina back and slide your tongue down her throat. Stacy shimmies behind Amina in a spoon position for the camera. She glides her hand over Amina's smooth young body, making a show of it, she lifts the genie's leg in the air while running her hand underneath. Amina holds the leg up while Stacy's finger reach her hairy mound. Her fingers massage the area, triggering an 'aaahh..' from the recipient. The three of you lustily play it up for the camera, rubbing each other, 'oohing' and 'aaahing' every touch as if you were about to cum. You form a train with you in the lead, Amina eating you out and Stacy eating her out. Lynn asks questions like "How does that feel?" and "Are you hot yet?"
You are all getting worked up when Brenda returns from her shower. Lynn turns the camera to her, "Hey, what are you doing? No towels! Take it off!" Lynn calls out.
"You're filming this?!" Brenda cries. "Not again!" Brenda hesitantly drops the towel at the top of the stairs. She tries to cover up as she steps down but Lynn has the camera all over her. When she reaches the bottom, she quickly wiggles over to the sleeping bag and climbs in. She sticks her tongue out in protest.
"Here," Lynn hands you the camera. You film as the blonde cheerleader approaches the bookworm. "So, you think you can get off that easily, huh?" The blonde unzips the bag. Brenda struggles but Lynn manages to climb in with her. "Room for two," she says with a kiss to the mouth. There is more struggle in the bag but Lynn is wrapped around the smaller Brenda. The bag wriggles as Brenda utters a few soft moans. The two make out but the brunette continues to let out sounds of pleasure. The bag begins to sway back and forth as Lynn has managed some clit on clit rubbing. They rock rhythmically, slowly at first with a low hum coming out of Brenda. The rocking speeds up and the humming grows louder and more frenetic. Lynn is making soft grunts now too as they are almost vibrating together. Suddenly Brenda lets out a long and hard, "Oh Oh OOOOOOOOOH!" Lynn shivers in agreement. The two have just came.
Lynn gives her partner a lip lock before sliding out of the bag. She pulls the bag off of the other girl, who no longer resists, tired out from the humping. You film the slick girl juices running down the brunette's legs and dripping off the sleeping bag. "She's a squirter," Lynn announces.
