The afternoon couldn’t have gone more perfectly than Mackenzie could’ve imagined. They had the house to themselves, Karl and Susan wouldn’t be back for hours, and Hendrix had arranged the living room into one large sitting/sleeping area in front of the large sofas and the TV. Their own little love nest. And that’s exactly what she hoped to fill it with when she scooted closer to her boyfriend and started kissing him. Her hints couldn’t have been clearer and he had finally paid attention. Better still, he was on board all the way as his arms wrapped around her drawing the trans girl closer.
They were ready to take this to the next level.
First to go we’re their shoes, kicked carelessly into the kitchen while they mashed their mouths together. They didn’t want to pull apart, as if the moment would vanish if they did. It made removing the next article of clothing difficult as they hurriedly tried to pull each other’s tops off. After much fumbling and giggling they finally, reluctantly, broke the kiss so they could lift their shirts over their heads and toss them to the sofas. Mackenzie smiled, admiring Hendrix’s bare toned chest while the young man gazed upon her small and supple boobs holstered by her bra. She didn’t feel embarrassed about her body anymore. She knew she could trust him. And she liked how he was staring at her, full of awe and wonder. It made her feel powerful.
“You look stunning” he said, feeling a need to say something. He didn’t have to, but she appreciated it all the same. She showed her appreciation by leaning in for another kiss, pressing her body against his as she absorbed his passion. He accepted her without question, embracing her fully as they gave into their desires.
The moment, however, was lost when a series of knocks rapped upon the front door.
“Ignore it” Hendrix muttered through the kiss, running his fingers through her hair. Mackenzie nodded, happy to do so and focus on him. But when the knocking persisted, urgently, the couple whined in frustration. They were so close to going to the next level, neither of them wanted to stop now. “Give me two seconds to get rid of them” Hendrix said, apologetically kissing her on the lips before leaping to his feet. “Don’t go anywhere” he told her.
“Hurry up” he whispered, throwing him his shirt so he could look presentable as he approached the door and the loud knocking. As an afterthought she grabbed her top too and quickly pulled it back on, just in case. Inside she was fuming.
Hendrix opened the door and was met with possibly the last person they wanted to interrupt them. His ex, Harlow. “Hey, is Mackenzie here?” She asked, barging her way inside before the boy could say a word.
“Um..yeah?”he stammered as the young woman strode into the house and scanned the rooms until she found her best friend in the living space.
“Hey” Mackenzie said, jumping to her feet brushing herself down. “What’s up?” She asked, trying to sound friendly. Glancing to her boyfriend, she saw him throwing up his arms asking what to do. She gave him a subtle shrug, unsure what they could do.
“I need to talk to you” Harlow said, ignoring the bed spread of pillows and blankets on the floor and flopping down onto the sofa. “I need to talk to someone.”
“Sure” she nodded, catching Hendrix’s eye as she awkwardly sat down next to her. “Is this about Brent?” She asked. Harlow nodded. They both figured. Brent was Harlow’s boyfriend until they broke up a few days ago. Mackenzie had been trying to help her through it, which meant being there for her best friend. Unfortunately that also meant her potential love life with Hendrix kept getting interrupted. She didn’t want to let on but right now she wanted to scream at Harlow to give her and Hendrix a few hours peace to get on with it. But as she locked eyes with the boy they both knew she couldn’t do that, and Harlow clearly needed company right now. “We’re here for you, whatever you need” she told her.
“What I need is to get past this” Harlow replied frustrated. It was rather curt for her, out of character. Her friends just put it down to breakup grief. It makes the best of them act out of character.
“It’s okay to miss him” Mackenzie told her calmly.
“I do miss him, but it’s just…I know it’s over. I just wish I could focus on other things, like work or getting Paul and Terese back together. But every time I try I just…” she wiped her face brushing her hair behind her ears. “I just need to get Brent out of my head for a while. Just for an hour at least.”
“You should go for a run” Hendrix suggested, sitting on the armrest beside his girlfriend. “It’s what I do to clear my head.”
“Exercise could work” Makenzie agreed.
Harlow considered it, her face twisting with doubt. “Somehow I don’t think a simple run will be enough.” She finally looked around at the floor and found the set up. “Was I interrupting something?” She asked.
“No” Makenzie answered, which contradicted Hendrix’s “yes.” They looked at each other, masking the mixed feelings and conflict while Harlow picks up one of the pillows. “Movie night” Hendrix lied.
If Harlow saw through it, she didn’t say anything. Makenzie wasn’t sure how she’d explain to her best friend, her boyfriends ex girlfriend, that they were in the process of having their first intimate night together. Harlow must’ve sensed something however, because the next thing she said came out of the blue. “You know what I need? I need to blow off steam, get him out of my system. I need sex!”
“What, like a one night stand?” Hendrix laughed. But then she shrugged and they realized she was serious. “You’re kidding!”
“Why not?” She asked. “Isn’t that how most people get over a break up?”
“Not always” Makenzie said, shocked at what Harlow, reserved and kind Harlow, was saying. “But…Harlow, that’s not you. You wouldn’t hook up with some stranger like that.”
“Maybe not” she conceded. “But maybe it doesn’t have to be a stranger.” She caught her friends eye and scoffed. “What? Is it so out there that I want one night of blind distraction.”
“There are easier ways to distract yourself” Hendrix said.
“Better ways” Makenzie said.
“But nothing else is working” she insisted, crossing her arms sitting back on the sofa.
They fell silent for a long while, sitting awkwardly next to each other. “Are you seriously considering this?” Makenzie asked Harlow, almost begging her to say no. But she just shrugged in response. So she released a breath, spontaneously suggesting “okay, maybe we can help.”
Her friends both turned their heads to look at the trans girl, a mix of confusion and curiosity. “How?” Harlow asked, treating the statement as a joke.
“Yeah, how?” Hendrix asked, sensing Mackenzie was about to suggest something he wouldn’t like. Makenzie caught his eye, a dangerous thought forming in her mind. One she was sure she’ll regret later.
***
Makenzie was right. But by then they were all too far into it. “I promise I’ll make it up to you” she whispered to Hendrix, who was panting with a veiled mix of disgust and enjoyment.
“You’d better” he replied, taking shallow breaths as he knelt on the floor. “I can’t believe we’re doing this” he said, staring up at the ceiling. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
“I’m sorry, it just came out” she apologized, stroking his shoulder supportively. She looked down at the young woman presently crouched in front of them, her head bobbing on on the boy’s groin. “You have to admit, this is better than a stranger” she said aloud.
Harlow paused in her blowjob to look up at her two friends. “I’ll admit, it is” she agreed, pumping her ex’s dick familiar with how to get him hard, before wrapping her lips around it again.
Both Harlow and Hendrix were very shocked when Makenzie came out with the suggestion of letting them help her blow off steam. Hendrix was particularly caught off guard, pulling his girlfriend aside as make sure she wasn’t insane. It was unorthodox, but Makenzie argued she would rather make sure her best friend was safe with someone they trusted, while also finding a way to help her. Harlow, to both their surprise, was on board with it. She even helped convince Hendrix to have sex with her, just this once. He wasn’t comfortable about sleeping with his ex, and even less when Makenzie was coerced into staying with them to observe.
After a few minutes of pacing and convincing they managed to set a few boundaries and agreed this was to stay between the three of them and never happen again. Then Harlow took the initiative by undressing in front of both of them, stripping all the way down until she was completely naked upon the blankets. Then she helped Hendrix out of his clothes, pulling off his shirt while unbuckling his trousers. Makenzie took the time sitting on the sofa to analyze her best friends stunningly beautiful body. This was the first time she was seeing Harlow in the nude, and she had to admit she was very attractive. It almost put her body to shame. Her hips were wider, her bum was rounder, her neck was smoother, even her breasts were bigger. She could see Hendrix already getting hard as his boxers tented outwards when the girl reached for them, until the boy caught her hands and said he could remove them himself. When his penis came out Makenzie almost fainted. He was bigger than she imagined, and her imagination was overactive these days. Hendrix caught her staring and blushed, kneeling awkwardly on the floor under the gaze of two hot girls.
Harlow didn’t waste any time putting Brent out of her mind, immediately wrapping her hand around Hendrix’s dick and jerking it off while she pulled the boy into a deep kiss. He tried to put up some resistance, but the girl was determined and broke through his mental restraints. Soon he was kissing her like they used to kiss, steamy and passionate groping each other’s private places. Makenzie tried not to let jealousy overwhelm her, wishing she’d never suggested this idea now. But when she dragged her gaze back to them she found Hendrix staring at her over Harlow’s shoulder, fixing his gaze on her while he made out with the girl. She realized she had nothing to worry about. Hendrix only had it eyes for her. In fact, if she could read his mind, she’d find he was replacing Harlow with Makenzie, wishing she was the one kissing him now, and more. So when Harlow broke the kiss to drop down and give the boy a blowjob, Makenzie decided to give her boyfriend something to fuel that fantasy. She climbed off the sofa and slowly stripped out of her clothes, peeling each piece off carefully giving the boy a tantalizing show. He watched transfixed as she removed her top, her bra, her pants, her socks, and finally her underwear. By the time she was finished she was completely naked, shuffling closer to him so he could reach out and caress her boobs. She felt goosebumps under his touch, welcoming it as she leaned in to kiss him.
They both watched Harlow pleasure the boy, engulfing his cock in her mouth while she played with his balls, taking him as far down her throat as she could before gagging. Hendrix stifled a groan as he gripped the back of her head, on the verge of losing it until she pulled away gasping for air. “Fuck” he grunted, his cock twitching in desperation.
Makenzie stared at it, wishing she could grab it and swallow it instead. But Harlow wasn’t finished with it as she pushed Hendrix onto the floor, instantly climbing on top of him and aligning herself over his groin. “Oh, that’s more like it” she gasped, inserting herself onto him. It felt like it fitted perfectly, like welcoming an old friend. She looked across at Makenzie, only just realizing the girl was naked too. “Wow. You look great” she said.
“Thanks” she replied, blushing from the compliment, sitting back letting Harlow ride her boyfriend. She decided to play with herself while she watched. She figured they wouldn’t mind, sitting on the floor leaning back on the sofa rubbing her fingers over her clit.
Hendrix’s attention was drawn to his ex as she bounced on his cock, grinding her hips up and down his shaft making sure he felt ever second of it. He had to admit he’d almost forgotten what Harlow’s pussy felt like. It was heavenly being back in here. And then there was the way her hips moved, her plump thighs straddling his waist, those large boobs resting on her chest, even her face framed by her long blonde hair. She was stunning, gorgeous, beautiful and sexy. But Hendrix managed to pull his gaze away from her and back to his girlfriend, who looked just as beautiful and gorgeous and hot and sexy. But it was hard to stay focused on her as the blood rushed to his groin, telling him to focus on the girl currently giving him so much pleasure. Makenzie seemed to sense this and gave the boy a nod, as if granting him permission to enjoy himself. He wasn’t sure what the signals for that sort of thing was. Maybe there were no signals. Yet he couldn’t help himself from giving into his impulses and returned his gaze to Harlow, throwing his head back as he thrust up into her grabbing her by the hips.
She moaned in response, buckling her hips pressing down against his chest with her palms. Now that it wasn’t just her doing all the work their intimacy reached a new level, the sex getting hotter and more gratifying. Yet Hendrix still showed trepidation as his hands drifted along her stomach, his fingertips brushing the underside of her breasts. “For Christ sake” Harlow muttered, grabbing his hands and placing them on her tits. “Just fucking get on with it” she said, resuming her motions on his lap.
Hendrix moaned while he played with her breasts, rolling them around in his palms. Taking the girls frustrated tone as a challenge he decided if he was going to let her fuck him he’d do it his way, so he abruptly sat up bringing his face right to her bust. She gasped from the sudden repositioning, looking down at the young man who now had his arms around her waist and was wrapping his mouth around one of her nipples. The girl moaned when he started sucking, throwing her arms around his shoulders and threading her fingers through his hair pressing him against her chest. It felt nice to have her boobs sucked on, and even better when his arms helped her ride his lap more vigorously. By the time the boy had moved onto the next tit she was hopping on his dick like a rabbit, milking his cock all the way to and through a shuddering orgasm.
Makenzie got entranced with the show she was watching, believing this was hotter than any porn video she’d watched as her two best friends fucked each other in the Kennedy’s living room. Her nipples grew hard when she saw Hendrix motorboat Harlow’s tits, imagining him blowing those raspberries between her mounds, fondling her breasts with her free hand. She had two fingers in her pussy curling inside, sitting cross legged on the floor comfortably. When Harlow climaxed the girl shuddered, her face tightening as she hugged the boy continuing to fuck her. Hendrix threw a glance to Makenzie, his eyes full of lust and desire that made the girl’s heart flutter.
Then he paused and took hold of the girl on his lap, rolling to the side throwing her with him. Makenzie somehow read his move at the same instant and quickly grabbed the nearest pillow she could reach, throwing it under Harlow’s head before her back struck the blanket with Hendrix on top of her, still sheathed in her cunt. The girl gasped in surprise, staring up at her ex boyfriend and then tilting her head up to find her best friend sitting directly above her. She let out an excited chuckle, grabbing Hendrix by the face and pulling him down into a heated kiss as he resumed fucking her, now in control of the pace. Makenzie watched, her groin wet from their close proximity, almost feeling their body heat drifting towards her.
Harlow’s hands grasped for anything as Hendrix fucked her, her fingers clawing at his scalp, his back or his arse pulling him closer to her begging him to grind faster. Her lips continued to hook his until the boy pulled away, so she latched onto his neck and collar instead like a rabid dog. He grunted as she dug her teeth into his flesh, her legs wrapping around his waist crushing him. He reached down to pry her hands off of him, pinning them beside her head either side of the pillow, which forced her head back to the floor to stare at him. She tried to attack him again, but Makenzie suddenly held her down by stroking her face. The girls locked eyes as the trans girl brushed her hair off of the girls face, smiling at her as her expression turned to pleasure and she finally closed her eyes and let it overwhelm her. Makenzie looked up at Hendrix, who was panting and sweating as he thrusted rapidly into the girl beneath them. His eyes remained fixed on her though, his attention and desire focused on the girl he wasn’t fucking, who he wished he was fucking. Makenzie let out a raspy breath, her own body full of desire and passionate as she threw herself at him, kissing him desperately above the moaning and sweating Harlow. They all rode the wave of pleasure with each other, Harlow trapped beneath Hendrix grasp, Mackenzie making out with Hendrix, and Hendrix fucking the life out of Harlow until they were all met with a series of orgasms to rock their minds.
Harlow was first, her back arching as she screamed, her eyes rolling into her skull as she squeezed Hendrix with all her strength. Her walls clamped down so hard it made things uncomfortable for the boy. Fortunately he reached his edge soon after, pumping his contents into her pussy as he groaned loudly into Makenzies mouth. His hands tightened around Harlow’s, their fingers interlacing and turning blue. When it was over it took all his focus to keep his arms supporting his weight. Then Mackenzie exhaled, holding onto Hendrix tightly as she rode out her own orgasm, her fluids dripping onto the blanket. She couldn’t help but laugh, laugh at how she managed to get herself off without needing to touch herself. She looked at her boyfriend, stroking his face feeling like he’d made her cum after all. He kissed her softly, proud to have helped. “You enjoyed that, didn’t you?” He teased.
“Maybe” she replied grinning, kissing him back.
They were interrupted by Harlow’s frustrated sigh. The couple looked down to find her sprawled on her back with her eyes closed. Hendrix let go of her wrists and climbed off her body, slumping down onto his backside panting for breath while she exhaled slowly wiping her brow. Makenzie shuffled to her side, leaning over her comfortingly. “Feeling better?” She asked.
“No” she sighed, opening her eyes and staring at the ceiling. Her skin was glistening with sweat and her heart was pounding, yet her eyes remained clear and focused, and more importantly annoyed. “It wasn’t enough” she complained.
“I gave you everything I had” Hendrix huffed.
“No, the sex was fine” she said, lifting herself onto her elbows closing up her legs as cum leaked out of her entrance. “But it didn’t work. I still kept thinking about him.”
“Who, Brent?” Makenzie asked.
Harlow nodded, angry with herself and the situation. Normally Hendrix would’ve been offended, maybe furious if the person he was having sex with was thinking about someone else. But considering he’d just spent the whole session wishing he was fucking Makenzie rather than Harlow, he figured he didn’t have a leg to stand on. Makenzie was quick to jump in, hoping to calm the frustrated girl. “Okay, so…did any of it help?” She asked optimistically.
“A little” she replied. “But it was too familiar. I just kept…you know..?”
“Comparing me to him?” Hendrix guessed.
She nodded, sitting up annoyed. “Yeah, I couldn’t help it. Being with Hendrix made me think about when I was with him. When we did it.”
“Okay, so…” Makenzie said, thinking carefully trying to find an alternative. “Maybe sex wasn’t such a good idea” she thought.
“No, sex was a good idea” Harlow assured her. “Like Hendrix said, the exercise does actually help clear my head. Maybe I just need something different, try something…something new” she said.
Makenzie nodded along, until she realized Harlow was looking straight at her. She raised an eyebrow, asking what she was thinking. But just as she opened her mouth to ask, Harlow reached out and grabbed her and threw herself into a kiss. The trans girl pulled back the moment their lips meant, her eyes widening in shock as she pushed the girl away. “What are you doing?” She asked.
“Trying something new” she answered, grabbing her face and pulling her back to try kissing her again.
Makenzie resisted, only giving her a second of contact before prying them apart. “Are you insane?” She gasped, seeing Hendrix spring forward ready to help her if she needed it.
“Think about it Makenzie” Harlow said, speaking calmly and rationally. “If being with a boy is only going to remind me of Brent, then maybe I need to try doing it with a girl. I can’t compare him to another woman can I?”
Makenzie had to admit she made a good point, but she wasn’t comfortable with the idea of being the girl Harlow hooked up with. It brought up thoughts of before her transition, when she was a boy and all the expectations that came with it. “Harlow…” she said, wondering how to explain it to her.
But Harlow steamrolled her, edging closer insistently. “You said you wanted to help me” she reminded her. “Makenzie, I need your help.” She waited until she knew her friend was to conflicted to stop her, leaning back in to kiss her, aiming for her neck to try a seductive approach.
Makenzie inhaled as Harlow teased her, her stomach tightening as she wrestled with her repulsion and the tingles of pleasure she was receiving. She looked at Hendrix, searching for support. He was ready to offer it, but not even he was sure what support he could give. Makenzie considered the implications rapidly, coming to the conclusion that if she had to pick a girl to do this with, she couldn’t pick worse than Harlow. She trusted her. And she wasn’t a boy anymore. Harlow wanted a girl. She guessed it was better than a stranger. So, with great reluctance, she signaled Hendrix to stand down and let Harlow seduce her. “I’ve…I’ve never done this with a girl before” she muttered.
“Neither have I” Harlow replied as she seized her chance, gently forcing Makenzie onto the floor with a powerful kiss, testing the waters slowly. This was a whole new experience for her, so Harlow wanted to experiment a little. She tried not to force herself on her best friend too much, but she was desperate to get her heart rate back up and force Brent out of her mind. She broke away from Makenzie’s lips and moved down to her breasts, hoping they were different enough to shove him away for a while. Makenzie gasped as Harlow attacked her breasts, mixed emotions racing through her mind as she squirmed on the floor.
Hendrix stared at the two girls in front of him, his male brain unable to comprehend what was happening as he ex girlfriend knelt over and sucked the breasts of his current girlfriend. He wasn’t sure if this would qualify as a fantasy or a nightmare. His hardening dick seemed to support the former. He watched as Makenzie’s expression shifted from conflicted reluctance to strained pleasure as Harlow kissed her way down her belly towards her groin. The trans girl lifted herself to her elbows to watch anxiously as the young blonde pried her legs open and examined her moist snatch. Before she could suggest they take this slowly, the girl dove her head between her thighs and experimentally licked her pussy lips.
Makenzie’s eyes rolled into her head as sensations rocked her senses. She wasn’t given any time to think as Harlow lapped and licked at her pussy with her tongue, kissing on and around her folds trying to figure out what triggered what response. It was sporadic, undisciplined and without thought or reason, yet it managed to make the trans girl moan and shiver as her back arched sending her head back to the pillows beneath her. She clutched at the blanket as Harlow found her clit and tried sucking on it, accidentally biting with her teeth making Makenzie scream. She apologized quickly and returned to using her tongue, pushing it inside to explore that way.
Makenzie was left spiraling in a confused daze, on the edge of pleasure and anxiousness cast adrift upon the floor. Hendrix sat beside her and she reached out to hold him, clinging to him for support. “Are you okay?” He asked her. She nodded, exhaling slowly as she tried form a word for what she was thinking or feeling. “This isn’t how I thought we’d spend our first night together” he joked.
“Me neither” she laughed, the sound turning into a strangled moan until she grabbed him and pulled the boy into a kiss. They made out passionately, savoring the moment while their friend continued to explore her own interests below. Makenzie panted as they paused, looking down to find his penis proding her thigh. She grinned, biting her bottom lip as she reached down and wrapped her hand around it. “Wow” she muttered, amazed at how it felt in her palm.
Hendrix grinned too, happy to finally let Makenzie touch him. He cast a glance to Harlow, still between the girls legs. “Is she any good?” He asked quietly.
She looked down and sighed, gulping back a groan before answering “it’s…new. Not great, but also…not bad. More weird” she said, breaking into a moan as he felt a need to reach down and press on the back of Harlow’s head, her thighs wanting to clamp around her. She guessed the girl was doing something right because it got better. “Promise me you’ll try this next” she begged.
“Oh, I’ll be trying a lot of things” he smirked, pecking her on the lips before leaning down to kiss her nipples.
The girl giggled as she now had two people pleasuring her, and a cock in her hand which she started jerking off. She lay there at their mercy for a while, reluctantly giving in to the enjoyment she was withholding, when Harlow abruptly left her sensitive pussy. Makenzie couldn’t help but whimper from the loss, looking up to find the girl kneeling over her and instead shuffling forward. She lifted one of Makenzie’s legs and placed it over her shoulder so she could rub her pussy against her. Both girls sighed when their cunts made contact, their eyes meeting full of expectation. Hendrix examined both of their bodies and thought “wow!”
“Now what?” Makenzie asked, gulping quietly as she stared at Harlow.
“I’m not sure” she said, awkwardly rubbing their groins together. “I saw this on a video Roxy showed me once. I think this is how it works…” she muttered, holding onto Makenzie’s leg tightly as she rocked her hips between her legs creating friction. Makenzie wasn’t sure what she was trying, but it made her clit tingle and so she moaned in approval. Hendrix returned to kissing his girlfriends neck while she massaged his cock, fondling her breasts while the two girls rode each other.
They went like that for a couple of minutes, awkwardly rubbing and caressing each other while their pussies got more and more wetter. Harlow would stroke Makenzie’s thigh and calf and once even kissed her toes and soles of her foot. Makenzie lay back and let her friends play with her, occasionally reaching up with her free hand to stroke Harlow’s hips or thigh or sometimes her breasts. Hendrix kept his focus on Mackenzie, whispering encouragement while he caressed her tits and stomach, all while her hand stroked and squeezed his erection. After a few minutes it was Makenzie who broke, her moans getting louder until she creamed against Harlow’s groin. Her clit became so inflamed she had to shout “no more, I can’t take it” pushing Harlow away with her foot to breath. Hendrix paused too, letting the girl recover as she shook from her orgasm.
Harlow, however, wasn’t patient enough. “Come on, I’m so close!”
“I can’t…” Makenzie tried to explain, but she opened her eyes to find Harlow stepping over her and straddling her face instead.
“Just finish me off, please” she begged, dropping her pussy onto her best friends mouth smushing it into her face. Makenzie gasped, inhaling her musk until her protests were muffled, forcing her to eat her way out. Trapped under the young woman, the trans girl grabbed her bottom as she reluctantly began licking and munching. Harlow sighed, a relieved expression on her face as she held Makenzie’s head in place. It had been weeks since she had someone between her legs like this. She’d forgotten how nice a warm tongue was. She opened her eyes and found Hendrix sitting beside her, a cocky grin on her face. “You too Grayson” she said, reaching a hand behind his skull and yanking him into a powerful kiss he couldn’t escape. The young man was powerless as Harlow Robinson drove her tongue down his throat while she rode his girlfriends tongue within her pussy.
Makenzie couldn’t claim to understand what she was doing anymore than she could claim Harlow had done a better job going down on her. But once the initial shock was over and her climax had passed, the young woman formulated a plan of attack specifically for her best friend. Looking up her smooth stomach and between her large round boobs, she saw Harlow making out with her boyfriend and the confidence in her face. She decided to make that confidence her undoing as she squeezed her round butt roughly, running her tongue around her pussy getting to know it’s shape, size and depth. After a moment of plotting she managed to reach out and get Hendrix attention with her hand, signaling to a space next to them on the blanket.
Miraculously he understood what she wanted from him, eyeing the girl kissing him and waiting until she paused for air before grabbing her by the arms. At the same time, Makenzie hooked her hands around her legs and between them they flipped Harlow onto the floor onto her back with a thud. Harlow gasped from the excitement as Makenzie rolled onto her knees and pounced on her, lifting her knees and pinning her down bending them over her chest. “Oh wow!” Harlow beamed, impressed by how Makenzie took control, ordering Hendrix to keep her legs in position while she turned her attention to her vulnerable sex and ass. The trapped Harlow watched as Makenzie took a moment to indulge herself with groping her large boobs, then dragging her nails down her stomach all the way to her thighs where she spread her folds wide. Then she locked eyes with Harlow, took a nervous breath, and shoved two of her fingers deep into her cunt.
Harlow moaned as she was fingered by her best friend, her body squirming under their grip as she clawed at the blanket wildly. Her pussy was really sensitive after all the grinding and fucking earlier, so when Makenzie penetrated her it felt like she was on fire. And then when she wrapped her mouth around her clit and sucked, Harlow’s cognitive brain melted. Makenzie found all the right spots Harlow couldn’t quite find when she tried, and exploited all of them at the same time. When she was dripping she added a third finger into her pussy, thrusting her hand as fast as she could. “Fuck, harder!” Harlow yelled, gasping and moaning as she was fucked relentlessly.
Makenzie obliged, increasing the speed of her wrists as she then added a single finger up Harlow’s anus, which the girl found throughly enjoyable. Then she turned to Hendrix and told him “suck her nipples, hard.” He nodded, latching his mouth to her breasts making the girl moan louder. The stimulation was too much for Harlow, everything becoming a blur as she felt a build up approaching. She tried to speak, but her voice wouldn’t work. Makenzie didn’t need the warning, counting down with each thrust waiting for just the right moment before curling her fingers upwards within her pussy walls.
Her nails found her g-spot the instant the orgasm hit her, triggering a mind bending climax that sent lightning bolts through her body and caused the Robinson girl to scream and gurgle. Both her friends continued through the explosion, rocking the girl beyond her limits until her toes curled and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her fists clutching the blanket. The moment seemed to last an eternity for her as her vision went dark with flashing colors behind her eyelids. Her body finally fell limp and she passed out panting heavily.
Hendrix and Mackenzie froze as they stared at the silent young woman below them. The girl pulled her fingers free of her holes while the boy lowered her legs down to the floor, leaving Harlow slumped across the floor with a pillow under her neck. They both checked on her and found her unconscious and asleep, her hips still quivering in the aftershocks. “Holy shit” Makenzie exhaled. She couldn’t believe she’d just fucked her best friend into a coma.
Hendrix laughed, satisfied she’d be alright when she woke up. He came up and wrapped his arms around his girlfriend, guiding her to a seat a few steps away where they could catch their breath. “How did you manage that?” He asked her.
She shrugged in bewilderment. “Practice, I suppose” she offered. When he raised an eyebrow, she explained “after my op, I had a lot to adjust to. A lot. So I…practiced. Experimented, at least three times a day for two months. I didn’t think what works for me would’ve worked for…you know…” she blushed bright red, embarrassed yet empowered.
Hendrix smiled, admiring his girlfriend even more as they shared an intimate kiss. “You think we worked that Brent stuff out of her system?” He asked.
“I hope so” she replied. “Otherwise we might have to do all this again.”
Hendrix had no intention of helping his ex through her break up with her new boyfriends. He turned to Makenzie and said seductively “now, what were we doing before we were rudely interrupted?”
“I don’t know” she said, feigning ignorance as the boy crept towards her like a horny predator.
“I think we were about to take this game we were playing to the next level” he said, climbing on top of her as they drifted down to the blanket meeting in a kiss.
Makenzie couldn’t stop smiling as Hendrix kissed along her jaw and neckline, already opening her legs sensing his manhood drifting towards her entrance. “And, just so we’re clear” she said, drawing his eye, “what kind of moves are we hoping to try?”
“Oh, I thinking as many as we can” he replied, threading his fingers through her hair as he eased his erection into her womanhood. Makenzie gasped, embracing the boy warmly, happy to welcome him as the first boy to take her virginity.
For the next few hours, the young couple got to try several positions and moves with each other, each one more exciting and hot than the last. From the reverse cowgirl to dogging, a blow job to 69, the two of them were up for anything as long as it was with each other. They rutted and fucked and made love all afternoon, all the while with a sleeping Harlow passed out next to them oblivious to the excitement unfolding beside her. When they finally lost steam, Makenzie and Hendrix were left dripping with sweat and cum spread across the floor snuggling against each other, falling asleep in the living room content and happy.
The Kennedy’s, however, weren’t so happy when they came home to find three young naked people strewn across their living room.
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