Seeing my reaction his other hand left the exploration of my thighs and proceeded to investigate my right nipple. With both nipples peaked and despera...e for more attention I started to moan even louder. “Oh someone’s horny” he said whispering in my ear. Leaving my nipples completely alone he pushed his leg between mine spreading them wide almost unbalancing me. The thought of what was about to happen was causing my juices to pool in my thong, threatening to drip down my leg. I was hot for him. I woke up first, and went to make coffee. I was a happy, happy man. Why the hell not? I'd just had the best, and the most, unrestrained wall-to-wall sex that I'd ever had in my young life. The whole thing should have been immortalized on a DVD -- with voice-over commentary -- maybe by that guy from NFL Films.Kama Sutra II.If only I had some apricot nectar. Apricot nectar is the ultimate Post-Coital Beverage. Even a 25-year-old computer jockey knows that much.Never mind. Coffee will do. I'll. The five of us met again after classes, in the same conference room of the library, for a report on the project: raising money for our pathetically undersubscribed Christmas fund by hiring ourselves out to Christmas Eve stag parties. We all had assignments from the first meeting, when Chairwoman Lana Erickson ended up convincing us to strip as a pledge to go through with this…um…’plan.’ We had stood around this same conference table—the library was closed-bare boobs projecting and pubic. She started to moan. “Suck my tits, come on, suck them hard.” I went from one back to other and back again. Squeezing and sucking on them. Her tits felt so good in my hands, firm and heavenly to squeeze. Then she pushed me off her tits and away from her. Then with out another word, my sister dropped right on her knees and grabbed my cock! She held it against my stomach as she started to lick the underside of it. She ran her tongue from the base, slowly up to right under my piss slit,.