Robin couldn't believe it. Like what if she wanted to eat something or something? How inconsiderate could you get? Now everytime she wanted some crackers or something she'd have to think about this blonde with her skirt bunched up around her waist and her panties stretched between her ankles and Jeff plugging into her like some dirty animal.
Robin hated the way Jeff kept bringing all these strangers home to fuck them. But she needed the place to live. She stood next to the door, listening. They were still doing it. She could hear the girl sort of squeal and inhale each time Jeff rammed her. Jeff's breath was deep and harsh in his throat. And they weren't even going to stop after she had come in on them. That was so inconsiderate!
What Robin couldn't understand is how this girl could let Jeff screw her this way. Did she think Jeff cared? Didn't she know that he was only looking for a chance to get between her legs? Well now she was finding out. Jeff didn't even give them the time to take off their clothes before he was trying to stuff his dog in them. How did she like doing it with her shoes on, right out where anybody could walk in?
The thing was, though, this girl really seemed to like what Jeff was doing to her. Robin leaned her ear to the door. "Oh, my! I get so wet when you pull on my tits that way." the slut was saying. "Fuck me harder. You're so big and thick in my hole. Make me come, Jeff." It was so disgusting!
Jeff must be really working now. Robin could hear his bare feet on the floor of the kitchenette. "Oh baby, you're sweating," she was saying. She sounded happy. "Sweat, baby. Get it all over me." Robin couldn't imagine it. Big drips of stinky sweat falling down on her stomach as the man grunted and rammed his big thing inside her! He would never hear her beg for it this way.
Robin was glad she wasn't Jeff's type, whatever that was. Every week he was doing it with a different slutty-looking girl. They were all sluts. She wondered why Jeff hadn't ever come on to her if he was that horny all the time. Was it because her boobs were too big? She leaned back against the wall of the hallway and slid her hand up over her black sweater. Her boobs were tight and itching inside her bra and she could feel the hard bumps of her nipples all the way through the cups. Robin was glad Jeff wasn't a tit-man or else she'd always be fighting him off. Because one thing she had a lot of was tits.
She moved back from the door to where she could see herself in the full-length mirror. She thought she looked classy in the checkered pattern wool skirt and black sweater she had picked out. The guys would still all be crazy to pick her up but they would be able to tell that she had some kind of taste before they tried their dirty tricks on her.
Robin rubbed her hands back down over her tight sweater and smoothed her skirt down her legs. She knew that they would be bumping into her, trying to grab her ass and put the squeeze on her boobs. But only if they were cute. Otherwise...Robin cocked her arm and pointed her elbow into the space underneath an imaginary nerd's ribs. Only first she might give him a little treat. In the mirror Robin rolled one hip sensuously beneath her hand while she flashed a sly smile over her shoulder. He would think he had her made, then.
Robin limbo-bimboed her knees apart, tipping her pelvis backward. What would the guy think as the split in the side of her skirt began to spread open along her thigh? She gathered the material in her hands, drawing the hem upward slowly and enticingly. The slipperiness of her slip next to the rough scratchy wool skirt. It tickled and she raised it even more until finally he would be able to see the outline of her plump pussy underneath her panties. But that would be all he would get.
There was a clash and a crash as the blonde knocked something off the counter in the kitchen. By now she would have her legs as far open as she could get them, straightening and bending her knees as she kicked the air in helpless pleasure. Robin tugged the moist white nylon of her panties over against one leg until her naked slit was exposed, deep crinkled flesh surrounded by dark kinky hair. Touch it. I dare you, you bastard!
In the mirror, Robin's image was acting even more slutty than the slut in the other room was. She began by prodding her little button angrily, poking it around until it began to swell and turn purple, and then finally fingering right down into her hole and sliding apart her lips and then touching it again and again.
She thought about the look she had seen on the woman's face as she was being screwed. The bimbo's mouth was all open and twisted and lopsided. It was so sickening the way she couldn't even control herself. Robin watched in the mirror as she curled her own lips open experimentally. Jeff must have really been rodding her to make her squeal that way. It was a look that flashed between surprise and pain and anticipation. How could a woman let herself go that way?
Robin knew that the stud that finally got into her would have to prove he deserved it. And by the time he had he would know that she was no average piece of tail. She leaned back against the wall and raised one foot off the floor as she dropped her panties, squeezing her thigh over and squeezing two wet fingers together in the opening of her cunt. If it was Jeff it would be a long time before he forgot the way she fucked his big boner. She would be rolling him around from side to side at first, just putting the edge on him before she curled up and let his thick penis slide all the way down into her hole.
In the other room the lower cupboards were springing their latches as Jeff's girlfriend kicked her skirt off too. He would have his hand beneath her back, her ass pulled forward to the edge of the countertop so that he could ram his whole meaty purple length up into it. "God Karen! I love fucking your sweet twat!" he was gasping. Robin's two fingers were stabbing and swirling her clit urgently.
By now Robin had slid her back down the wall opposite the mirror. Her knees were wobbling way apart, her cunt wide open to her eyes and to her frigging fingers. She was doing everything she could to pretend there was a dick between her legs, dragging her puss around by the hair, spreading the slippery pink skin, pounding her hand upward until her knuckles stunk with love juice.
Robin's neck pouched underneath her chin as she looked gloatingly down through the space between her shaking tits. She could imagine the look of surprise he'd slowly get as she smooth stroked him. Who was Fucking Who, Now, Jeff? "I've never been this hard before!" he'd be saying as she clamped him in velvet fingers and then drew him out. She could almost feel his penis swelling big and long in her cunt.
What did these dumb blondes have that Robin couldn't show him? Robin could hear her rolling her rear-end all over the counter as she screwed her turned-out hips into Jeff's motion. "Uhh, Yeah! Squeeze them!" she was crying. Frantically Robin undid her bra and pressed a breast upward until she could taste and bite the hardened nipple.
The blonde girl named Karen would still have her head back against the cupboards. Robin could taste the tang as the woman's tongue ran through the half-circle opening of their handles. Her eyes would be closed now, her breathing coming even faster than the swift strokes Jeff was boning home. Jeff was coming too, Robin realized. He was hopping all over the stupid room as he struggled to hold back his coming load. But she wasn't ready yet!
Robin heard Karen begin to wail softly, and then moan with deep passion. Cum was spurting into her warm clam, juicing it up for Jeff's final desperate plunge. If only it was her! She wanted to reach under and jerk Jeff's balls tight as he pumped them high and dry into her.
Robin slid the rest of the way down to the floor, frantically splaying her legs open and rubbing her button crazy against her jamming hand. It was as big as a hot marble, sweet and wet as a slick cherry pit, and she closed her eyes and let the feelings grow into an impulse that clenched her thighs together over and over again in spastic wanton wanting.
Robin knew the door would open, but she didn't care any more. "My tits," she groaned, "squeeze them!" The door cracked open, but she couldn't stop. She could see Jeff's shoulder through the opening--No, she realized suddenly as the blonde backed into the hallway--it was her. "I'll be right back," she was calling back to Jeff.
Robin sobbed with terror as she realized how she must look. The blonde turned around, wide-eyed with surprise as she took in the scene of a strange woman spread out on the carpet with her cute clothes pushed up, her fingers buried in her twat. "I...I"
Karen's pretty face changed from puzzlement to understanding, her mouth curving into a near smile as she bit down over her lower lip. Before Robin could begin to do anything, the blonde had turned and was pulling the door carefully shut behind her. Her butt was dimpled and criss-crossed with red lines from the grouted countertop. It jiggled and stretched as she turned back and knelt down beside Robin.
Robin realized that her hand was still in slow motion, caressing her clit and running and diving down deep into her hot slit. Karen's eyes dipped down. "I can do that," she said. She crawled closer, pushed her palm lightly against the inside of Robin's knee. "My name is Karen," she said softly.
Robin wanted to die as she felt Karen's hair brush her skin. "Oh No, Please Don't..." she begged. It was so embarassing! Karen's soft face nestled up between her thighs and Robin could feel the hot huff of breath against her hand as her fingers were kissed away.
Karen's tongue began to slither and slide along Robin's slit as she ate hair pie. Robin couldn't believe it! Licking and slobbering all over down there. She didn't think anything so dirty could be happening to her.
Karen was turning her head from side-to-side, widening Robin's opening and stretching the skin away from her fat clit. Robin moaned as Karen's lips swiveled around it. How could she know what to do so well? It was so unnatural!
"Nooo!" Robin protested. This wasn't the way she wanted it to be! She needed a fucking dick, hard and bad. "Nooo. Harder!" Karen began to face-fuck Robin, bumping and rutting her cheeks against Robin's bushy, spread-wide cunt, sucking and frenching her with her whole mouth.
Robin's legs went straight with pleasure. It was like, so weird and it felt so good. "Ahhh," she breathed, "Oh Jeez!" Karen was building up a motion and it was driving Robin crazy, like, she really couldn't stand it.
Robin couldn't believe that this was happening. Karen had tilted her sideways, and in the mirror she could see everything. The blonde's red lips were spread in a wide, deep kiss, her cheeks churning as she slimed and battered Robin's fleshy ruffle with her hot curved tongue. She was on her knees with her head down and her ass raised, and in the mirror Robin could see the back end of her little pouch wagging in the air.
There was something Robin just had to do. "Let me...Let me kiss your ass," she stuttered, reaching out and trying to make Karen turn around. How was she going to tell Jeff that she had become a lesbian instead? Robin watched with horror and excitement as his girlfriend turned and lifted her leg, splitting her blonde beaver and pushing it insistently into her face.
Karen's cunt up close was like a whole new world for Robin, hot and humid and stinking. A channel of cream-white hairless skin grooved down from her asshole and then crinkled and swelled into the opening of her purple twat. Robin didn't know what to do next, so Karen was giving her a tour of the town, rubbing her rump back and slathering her moist slit all the way up Robin's face. It smelled so bad! Robin was almost choking from the mixed musky odor of sex and sweat. Karen's damp kinky hair scrubbed roughly across her cheeks.
She knew that the sweet, salt-dough taste in her mouth was the last traces of Jeff's cum-load. His thick dick had levered and stretched Karen's hole open wide, and now the gooey semen was drooling out and smearing across Robin's face as the blonde bore down. She was sucking it and licking it up as fast as she could.
It was like getting stuck in a sex machine. You couldn't tell which end was up. All Robin knew was that everything she did to Karen Karen was doing to her, and there wasn't anything she wouldn't do. Karen's clit was like chewy candy, throbbing and heating up between her eager lips. The more she ate the more she was still hungry.
Now Robin knew what it was that boys wanted but couldn't ever get. She loved the smooth soft shape of Karen's body straddled across her own, the way that Karen's boobs squished flat against her stomach as the two of them double-humped together. If she was Jeff she would be going nuts trying to cram it in this close, but there was no way it could feel this good for him.
If Jeff were there he'd be sticking straight up from the sight of these two bitches doing the sixty-nine. Robin knew what she would do if she were a man. She'd be on her knees behind Karen and raising the blonde's ass up to dick level and then ramming it in all the way up to her balls. Because Karen's cunt was so juicy and fuckable, so tight and so loose. Robin could feel what it would be like to have it sliding and slurping along her big dong. She would almost be too big for Karen, at least ten inches long and as thick and hard as a ripe red salami, and the girl would be begging her, just begging her to stop, only don't stop, first to make her cum.
Karen was ahead in the cunt-race, but she was crossing the line only a few hairs sooner than Robin. She was walking her knees wide to get her hot pussy down closer to Robin's mobile mouth, kicking her feet free in the air behind her as she came. Robin was trapped helplessly in the sucking space between Karen's thighs as the sex shocks began to shake her body, and then she could feel it too.
"Uhh. wahh! uhh. WAHH!" The sounds they were making were joining into the same song. Robin could feel it buzz and fuzz deep inside her belly, getting stronger and more desperate. "Haa, haa, Haa, haa!" She was right up cheek to cheek with the girl, her nose buried deep in Karen's muffling twat. OHHH! AHHH! Everything began to spin as both of them came almost at the same time, clutching and clenching their knees around each other.
Now that was a cum! Robin smiled slow and long as she lay her shoulders back down to the floor, her face smeared and sticky with sex. She couldn't help laughing as she looked up at Karen's raw, swollen snatch spread out over her. "Nice to meet you, Karen," she said. "My name is Robin." What was she going to tell Jeff?
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