Neighbor Girl Needs Help pt4

Jemma then takes her hand off my cock, pulls it out of my shorts, and offers it to Miranda, who slowly lifts her hand off her mound and accepts Jemmas, who pulls her in and then shuts the door.

“Look, I don’t know what I’m doing, why I’m even in here, I just… I don’t know, maybe I should go” Miranda says as she walks further towards the back of my living room, turning to face us.

“Do you want to see his cock or not?” Jemma replies, pushing me forward away from the door, towards Miranda.

“I….I don’t know. Like I said, maybe this is a bad idea. I just, I guess I was just turned on from the thought of whatever you two were doing” Miranda says again, her voice trembling.

“It’s ok, you were curious” Jemma responds, walking over to Miranda, still naked as can be. As she places her right hand on the side of Mirandas face, she leans in close and says “We’re all here to have fun. You don’t have to do anything, just watch.”

Miranda smiles, shyly, and ever so slightly nods her head. Jemma slides her hand down off Mirandas face and down her neck, her fingertips eventually winding up near the cleavage of Mirandas red shirt. Miranda breathes in sharply, taken aback by Jemmas boldness, and looks down at Jemmas hand as she lightly rubs the back of her hand over to top of Mirandas left tit, and as she can feel the light touch on her nipple, she exhales with a slight moan, enjoying the light petting of her breast by another woman.

“You can touch mine if you want to” Jemma lets her know in a quiet and sensual voice. She reaches down with her left hand and takes ahold of Mirandas right, drawing it up towards her.

Eventually Miranda gets the better of herself and takes a step back. “I’m sorry, I just, no, thank you. I just want to watch if that’s OK.”

Jemma smiles and lets go of her hand, pulling her own back. “Of course, but I hope before they day is out you’ll let us sneak a peek at those,” making an obvious look at Mirandas breasts.

Miranda just smiles and looks down at her feet and says “We’ll see, for now I just want to see what you two can do.”

“Well then, have a seat in the chair for now, and enjoy the show” Jemma says, and she turns around to walk to me, a huge teasing smile on her face, and she comes for a long wet kiss, letting me know just how turned on she is. She attacks my mouth with her tongue, applying as much pressure as she can while wrapping her arms around me to draw me in.

Eventually she breaks the kiss and puts her mouth to my ear and whispers “I can’t wait to have you fuck me in front of her.”

“Um, sorry, quick question…” Miranda interrupts. “But, what is that in your butt?”

Jemma turns and smiles and says “That’s my big ass butt plug. It’s how I found out how good of a fuck he is and how big is cock is. I love my butt plugs, and I accidentally left this one in the other night and fell asleep. When I woke up the next morning, my ass was so sore and I couldn’t get it out. This fucking stud was nice enough to come over and help get it out, actually making me cum in the process, and it’s been fun fun fuck ever since.”

“Oh” Is all Miranda can manage as a response.

“Feel free to ask us anything” I tell her, wanting her to get more comfortable, hoping she really will let us see those mystery tits she’s hiding under that tight red top. “We want you to have a good time and just relax”

Miranda sits down in the chair next to the sofa, her hands tucked between her legs, obviously nervous. Jemma and I move over to stand right in front of her, and Jemma drops down to her knees, looking up at Miranda.

“Are you ready to see this cock?” She asks, her hands making their way up to the top of my shorts, and patiently waits for Miranda to respond.

“yes” Miranda responds quietly.

“I’m sorry, what? I didn’t quite get that” Jemma asks, obviously wanting a little more from Miranda.

“YES” says Miranda, quite a bit louder this time.

“Yes what?” Jemma asks in her most sarcastic tone possible.

“Yes, I want to see his cock.”

“Well ok then” Jemma simply says as she pulls down my shorts, releasing my now nearly deflated cock. “Looks like we’ll have to take care of this.”

Jemma grabs hold of my dick while looking at Miranda and asks “so what do you think, should I stroke it or suck it to bring it back to life?”

“Um, stroke it and then suck it, i guess?” Miranda answers, unaware her participation was needed.

Jemma looks down for a second, then lets go of my cock and crawls up to Mirandas lap, and stares into her eyes for a moment before she leans in close, nearly kissing her lips and whispers “look, I know you don’t want to get involved and just watch, but I need you to get into it just a little. We invited you in here to watch, the least you could do is play along. You got it?”

“Yes” Miranda responds in a whispery exhale.

“Good!” Jemma says as she gets up, gives Miranda a quick peck on the lips and climbs off, getting back on to her knees in front of me.