6 Suri Skubic and her Friend Kari

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Suri Skubic’s hair is bright reddish pink, cut just below her jawline.

‘That color is rather vivid,’ I tell her, when our eyes meet.

‘You like it?’

‘I do on you. There are a lot of things I like about you.’

This pleases her. She’s not particularly well-endowed, but she’s far from flat-chested, and what she has is delightfully displayed by the low cut of the front of her white cotton tank top. Her small-ish breasts are not restricted by a bra. She follows my eyes down and looks into her cleavage. Then she looks back at me and giggles, enough of her breasts showing for me to enjoy her happy jiggle.

‘I just installed some new equipment. If you let me test it out with you, your ride is free.’

‘What kind of equipment?’

I pull out my brand new panty buster and show her. Her eyes grow. She smiles and giggles again. She knows what it is.

‘You mean ….’

‘Yes.’

I don’t wait for an answer, I hand it to her. Then I press the button on the remote. Her expression indicates she’s on board.

‘Do I have to leave my panties on?’

‘No, that’s just what it’s called. You should take them off.’

She does, sliding her shorts and panties down her long, slender legs and setting them on the seat beside her. She puts her feet on the seat on either side of her ass and slinks down. I press the button again. She presses the panty buster against her pussy.

I hand her the remote and say ‘Enjoy yourself.’

I turn around and pull away.

‘Oh fuck!’ she exhales, the first of many.

And I get to watch her in my app! I keep one eye on her, and one on the road. Luckily, traffic isn’t bad. I wonder if she’ll come before we arrive at her friend Kari’s dorm.

Only then does it occur to me: I’ve been so excited about trying to come up with a plan to get them to use my new toy, I hadn’t thought about anything else.

But Suri diverts my attention. We haven’t gone three blocks, with her body taking control–her hips keep rising off the seat, pushing her pussy harder and harder into the buzzing heart that’s already won her heart, then dropping back down when the pleasure becomes too intense–when, with one last, ‘Oh FUCK!’

Her body holds in mid air for a long minute, then she drops back down into the seat, giggling, and … I’ve never seen this before: making out with the little heart!

But it isn’t long before the heart finds its way up under her tank top to tease her nipples. First one, then the other, then it slides back down to her snatch.

At a red light, I get to turn around and say, ‘It looks like you’re enjoying yourself!’

She laughs, but only for a second. Then she’s serious again, sliding the little hummer up and down her slit, her eyes looking at me with longing. And a car approaches from behind. I turn around just as the light turns green.

She’s quickly going bonkers again, her whole body shuddering, rising and falling, little cries escaping from her throat, rising in pitch until … ‘Fuck, fuck, FUCK!’

I wish I could watch, but my GPS tells me to make a right. I do, knowing I’ll be able to go home and watch the escort yakacık video later. I slow, and when my GPS tells me we’ve arrived, I pull to the curb in front of a dorm.

‘Oh my god, there she is!’

I assume she means the athletic girl who trots out and heads straight for my car.

Suri frantically tosses the panty buster onto the front passenger seat and slides back into her shorts and panties. She tries to act natural, but her nipples are firm, dark peaks under her top, and she has a soft, satisfied look with a slightly noticeable sheen on her face. Her friend sees it.

Suri and her friend are as different as night and day.

‘This is Kari,’ Suri tells me as her friend stops halfway in to check her out.

I almost expect her to ask, ‘Did you just come?!’ But she doesn’t; she looks at me.

‘Hi Kari, I’m Kelliann.’

She smiles, climbs in, looks over at Suri and says, ‘You look sexy.’

‘So do you.’

She does.

Her straight black hair just reaches her shoulders. She could be a light-skinned black, or have mixed parents. She’s super cute, with full breasts under a midnight blue T-shirt.

Before I can turn around, Suri tries to give Kari a kiss, but her friend resists. Two orgasms may have just gotten her started.

‘Really? The first time you want to make out is in the back seat of someone’s car?’

‘Come on, I need a kiss. She won’t mind.’

Kari looks at me again.

‘Really, I won’t mind. Suri just made herself come. Twice. Don’t you enjoy–need–a kiss after you come?’

‘What?’

I hold up the panty buster. She seems to know what it is, but she still resists Suri’s affection.

‘Maybe you’ll just have to make yourself come once more,’ I tell Suri, holding the panty buster out for her.

She takes it and looks at Kari.

‘I think you should take off your clothes.’

Suri looks back at me, and slips out of her shorts and panties one more time.

I smile at her, swivel around and pull away from the curb. The pleasant hum begins again, and my mind begins to work out the closest parking spot.

Once I’m clear on the route, I reopen the app on my phone.

Each time I glance at them, Kari appears a bit more interested in the show, her smile a bit larger, and Suri looks even more dreamy.

‘Kari, I think you should give her a kiss, don’t you?’

‘I suppose it won’t hurt.’

They make out, Suri enthusiastically, and Kari warming to her.

‘Kari, if you want to help her come, you should take off her top and suck on her titties.’

‘I think we can do that.’

And just like that, Suri is naked in my back seat with her friend still fully dressed,

‘Oh my god that feels good!’

I speed up, not enough to get pulled over, but I sure would like to see Suri get off. Ahead is a large sign in front of a small building that says, ‘LEASE.’ I take a chance, slow down and pull into the parking lot. It’s empty. I park facing a privacy fence in the very back.

Kari glances up but doesn’t seem to mind when I swivel around, and I’m just in time.

Suri’s bayan escort istanbul body stiffens. She holds her breath, then shivers.

‘Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck! I’m coming!’

Kari raises up to watch with me, still pinching the nipple she’s just been sucking.

And when Suri relaxes, Kari looks at me, her expression making it clear she’s pleased that she helped her friend get off.

‘Good girl,’ I tell Suri.

‘How was it?’

‘Amazing!’ Suri says, laughing. ‘Your turn!’

She hands the control to Kari, then pulls out the panty buster. It glistens. She licks it off.

Kari holds the control like she doesn’t know what to do with it. Suri takes charge, grabbing Kari’s top at the waist. Kari raises her arms, and Suri lifts it off.

And there are her lovely boobs, pushed together by a cherry red bra.

Suri hands Kari the remote, shoves the heart into her panties and moves in for a kiss. Now it’s Kari who kisses feverishly, giving Suri the opportunity to reach behind her and pop that cherry red bra, freeing Kari’s bouncing brown beauties.

Suri fondles them, while continuing the kiss, until she realizes there’s no buzz. She backs away, appraising Kari, then takes the remote away from her. She pushes the button.

Startled, Kari straightens up and grabs Suri’s naked thigh. But slowly, she begins to relax. The hum gets a little louder, and Kari’s mouth opens. Breathing a little faster, her lips forming an O with a bit of a smile around them.

Still, her shoulders appear tense and she may leave a mark, as tight as she grips Suri’s thigh, so I ask, ‘Too strong?’

She looks at me and says, ‘Yeah, maybe a little.’

‘You two make out, and give that to me,’ I tell Suri, reaching for the remote.

She hands it to me, looks at Kari and smiles. Kari smiles back. Their lips meet, and now they’re both equally passionate.

I push the button gently, and watch Kari’s shoulders. They continue to lower as she relaxes. I increase the vibe until I see them tense, then back off slightly. I continue this pattern, gradually increasing the hum each time she lets me. One hand drops to her zipper and seems to want to get inside.

‘Suri, help her out of those shorts so she can hold the vibe where it will do the most good.’

Suri giggles as she drops to unfasten the button, then unzip the shorts. When she pulls them down, Kari lifts up, but she looks at me. Her expression seems to be both gratitude and wonder, as if this is something she’s long wanted to try, but never found herself in the right situation.

Naked now, Kari holds the vibe against her clit with one hand, and cups Suri’s cheek with the other. Suri kisses it, works her way down to nibble on Kari’s neck, then drops down to suck one of those fine titties.

Maybe Kari’s expression was one of concern when she first got in, and that wasn’t an attractive look for her. I now see that calling her cute was an understatement. She’s now hot with desire and longing, which I find appealing.

I’m also attracted to her large boobs and narrow waist, which flairs into alluring escort bağdat caddesi hips. Her legs now splayed, and the vibe pressed to her trigger, she is totally sexy! Her boobs are so big, I bet she can lick her own nipples. Ooh, I’d love to see her do that, her tongue darting out, tip circling a firm nip. And they’re firm, standing out proudly, thanks to Suri’s talented tongue.

‘Oh fuck!’

Suri raises up and asks, ‘Do you like that, baby?’

‘Oh yeah, that feels so fucking good, oh my god, yes!’

She looks at me, Suri devouring one tit, the other standing proud and firm. She runs her fingers through Suri’s hair, breathing faster.

‘Are you gonna come for us, sweetie?’

‘Oh fuck yes!’

‘Do it girl, you are sexy as fuck!’

‘Oh my god … oh, fuck! YESSSSS!’

Her body jerks, then jerks again, her hips driving her sweet spot hard against the vibe. She holds there, shuddering, a scream caught in her throat. Then she collapses, gasping for breath, pulling the heart up to her chest and hugging herself.

Suri beams, softly caressing Kari’s tits, but avoiding her nipples. Suri knows how to tease and please.

‘Did you like that?’

‘I fucking loved it!’

An aftershock quakes her body. She giggles. Suri kisses her. It’s a long, slow, sensual kiss, the kind I need after I come. Then they break, looking at each other, smiling.

First, Suri takes the vibe from her, then the control. She begins circling Kari’s fine tits with the heart, keeping it purring on low.

‘I came three times. You need to–‘

‘Oh, I don’t know. I usually don’t ….’

But she doesn’t stop Suri from torturing her firm nipples. Suri’s smile tells me she enjoys watching her friend slip slowly toward ecstasy.

Kari’s eyelids begin to droop. Her mouth slowly falls open. Her boobs rise and fall as she breathes more rapidly.

Suri slides the slippery vibe down over her tummy to her sex spot. Kari grabs her wrist, the vibe circling her most sensitive lady parts. She looks up at me, helpless against the intense pleasure.

Suri reaches up, rolling a saliva-coated nipple with her thumb and forefinger, first one, then the other. Kari begins to whimper. It gets louder, and louder, and ….

‘Oh fuck, I’m gonna come again!’

Her body literally bounces, boobies bobbing as pleasure storms her body. Sexy doesn’t begin to describe her. I’m actually a little jealous it’s Suri producing this wild delight, this erotic dance, and not me.

But then she collapses, pulling her knees up to her chest, hugging herself, crying out, ‘No more, no more!’

But she’s laughing, and so is Suri. They kiss for a long moment, and I know the show is over.

I turn around, start the engine and head for the mall. By the time we arrive, they’re making out. They aren’t going at it, hot and heavy like they’re just getting started, but gentler, each showing their affection for the other.

I’m confident they’re sitting too low for anyone to see them when I pull into the parking lot. I park next to a car as close to the exit as I can. I don’t want to attract attention by being off by ourselves.

Then I turn and say softly, ‘We’re here.’

They both look up, surprised, but not alarmed. They dress slowly, talking softly, and when they’re decent, I pull up to the door.

They both look at me before they get out.

‘How was it?’ I ask.

‘Best day ever!’

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