Tracy moaned and leaned back a bit on the couch. Dave moved over, making room for her to stretch out, resting one hand reassuringly on her thigh. I lifted Tracy’s sweater, looking questioningly at my friend. Tracy nodded assent, so I pulled the sweater off Tracy’s head, leaving her gloriously topless, her bronze skin almost shimmering in the lamplight.
“You are so beautiful,” I told her, my hand skimming lightly down Tracy’s side, then back up to her petite, round breasts. Her nipples were tiny and dark, and I eagerly put my lips to one, gently pulling at it.
“Ohhh,” Tracy said. “That feels good.”
I took off my own top and bra, tossing them aside, then pressed my breasts against Tracy’s smaller ones. I stole a glance at Dave, who was watching, spellbound. Lifting Tracy’s hand to my mouth, I sucked her index finger slowly in. Rewarded by a moan, I slowly moved Tracy’s hand to my own breast. Tracy responded eagerly, taking both my breasts in her hands and kneading them. I threw my head back in pleasure, my hands still caressing Tracy’s tits. Tracy pulled me closer, pulling one of my breasts to her mouth and sucking it, licking, riveted by breasts so much fuller than her own.
Abruptly, Tracy stopped for a moment, looking up at me.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“Yeah,” Tracy said breathlessly. “I just wondered . . . could you take off your pants?” I grinned at Dave’s audible intake of breath.
“Sure,” I said. Rising, I unfastened my jeans and let them fall to the floor, waiting a moment before allowing my black thong to follow. Kicking my clothes aside, completely naked, I tilted my head at Tracy. “How about you?”
“Okay,” Tracy mouthed soundlessly. I helped her stand up and undressed her, then returned her to the couch, reclining like a Grecian goddess.
“You still okay with this?” I asked. Tracy nodded, so I parted her slim golden thighs and brushed my lips lightly against her pussy. Tracy shuddered. I started to trace her labia with my tongue, lightly at first, barely grazing her, then circling deeper into her pussy until my tongue was inside Tracy. I reached up to gently squeeze one of Tracy’s breasts, then rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I brought my other hand to Tracy’s pussy and slid a finger inside her, astounded at how wet she was. Tracy’s hips began to move in response to my touch, and I shifted my attention to Tracy’s clit. I tapped my tongue against it in a teasingly slow rhythm, barely touching it each time before pulling my tongue back. Tracy whimpered in ecstasy, and my tongue rested each time increasingly longer on Tracy’s clit, licking it slowly, until it swelled, protruding a bit from Tracy’s pussy. I then began to suck, my fingers working inside Tracy, one hand pinching a nipple, until Tracy began to cum, amazingly soon, her high-pitched squeal thrilling through everyone in the room. I kept her mouth on Tracy while she came, bucking against my mouth. Giving her a couple of last delicious licks, I rose to kiss my friend, who lay back spent on the couch.