Fun with Nerdy Girls 36

I expected Naomi to surrender quickly. 

Deepthroating was not a simple activity, especially for someone with almost no experience — her only experience was during the short stint when I pushed her against the bathroom door, just before the encounter with Sarah started. 

And, Sarah’s merciless push was much harder than my measured push, her vindictive nature, combined with her relative inexperience, making her push her friend quite a bit more than it was reasonable against a newcomer. 

So, I was surprised and impressed when Naomi managed to stay down without a complaint even as her beautiful gasps and gags filled the room. 

And I wasn’t the only one. 

I glanced at Sarah as she pushed down her friend’s head, only to see shock dominating her gaze, erasing the amused satisfaction was carrying just moments ago. Yet, failing to get what she had been working for, she pushed even more, showing she could be really merciless when feeling competitive. 

Especially since she had been on the exact same trick the last night — with an encore in the kitchen in the morning — and knew just how challenging it was to be on the receiving side. 

Yet, despite her intimate knowledge, she reacted to Naomi’s success more aggressively than she had been subject to. “I guess it’s not too bad for warm-up,” she said, though, despite her light tone, her expression was tense. “You can still surrender before the main event comes. Just tap his leg, and I’ll let you retreat.” 

Naomi growled, somehow managing to reflect some anger despite the impediment lodged deep into her beautiful throat. I was impressed by her performance. More importantly, her hands stayed on the side, deliberate in their avoidance of my legs, doing her best not to give Sarah any excuse. 

I had really underestimated her competitiveness, though I started to wonder whether she was pushing herself too much and sound would react negatively, or her dedication was actually solid.

Luckily, I wasn’t the one that was responsible for testing her convictions. That responsibility was gleefully assumed by one of her best friends, who was more qualified to catch the signs of discomfort and understand whether she was pushing too hard. 

Though, checking her serious expression, I wasn’t feeling entirely confident about her decision. 

“If that’s what you wish,” Sarah growled even as she pulled back for a moment, then put both hands on Naomi’s head. A growl escaped her mouth as she pushed down, showing her determination as if she was the one that was about to stretch her throat for the work. “I’ll teach you how to give a proper … kiss.” 

I barely held back a laugh as she corrected her words to avoid vulgarity at the last moment, creating a beautiful contrast with her position.

Even when forcing a friend to deepthroat me, she was unable to swear. How cute. 

 Naomi didn’t react to her words, too busy plunging down my shaft, her tits squashing against my thighs. Though, her success was not easily attained, spit dribbling down her lips as Sarah pushed, making my shaft nice and shiny. 

Not that my shaft was visible most of the time, with Sarah pushing Naomi down aggressively without giving her a break. Naomi’s hands clamped on my thighs hard enough to leave a mark, showing that her success didn’t come freely. Yet, as Sarah pushed down my cock further into her throat, she managed to keep her teeth away from my skin as she continued slobbering. 

It was a wonderful performance. 

She gagged, she gasped, she cried, all muffled with my shaft, but she kept her eyes shut obediently as Sarah pushed her down more and more, with a performance that surprised Sarah as her lips stretched to the limit.

“How was your first proper attempt?” Sarah said as she finally let Naomi come off, though despite trying to sound confident, I was able to catch the tone of discomfort in her tone, realizing that she had pushed her friend in the heat of the moment. 

And that was certainly not undeserved, I thought even as I watched Naomi rose, coughing and wheezing like she had just run a hundred-meter sprint while holding her breath. 

Sarah reacted quickly, holding her shoulder as she rubbed her back, doing her best to assist her breathing, guilt apparent on her face. Guilt melted like snow under the summer sun the moment Naomi spoke. 

“And you told me it was hard to handle,” Naomi said, smugness radiating off her despite the repeated coughs. “You’re clearly not as good as you think you are if that gave you any trouble.” 

Sarah just glared at her in frustration, no doubt regretting the mercy she displayed. “It’s because I helped you. Let me show you how it’s done without cheating.” 

With that, she leaned forward, her beautiful lips already wide as her mouth slid down my shaft, taking the slippery path created by her friend. After a few repeats, she started pushing her head down further and further, while her hands clamped on my legs hard to generate leverage. 

I couldn’t help but look at the developments with a fascinated gaze, their ridiculous competition pushing them to things I could have struggled for weeks to even make them give a try. 

Naomi’s beautiful brown eyes grew with a speed that reflected her alarmed state as she watched Sarah’s amazing show — a show that was even more impressive than the one Sarah had displayed in the morning, where she had been watched by a hidden sexy blonde. 

“What can I say,” I said to Naomi even as I smirked. “She’s really decisive.” My words worked to create a miracle, making Sarah pick even more speed, while Naomi looked at me, unable to hide her annoyance. “I can’t lie, she’s really putting the work,” I continued, which hardly helped Naomi’s jealousy, but saying anything else would have doused the fire burning in Sarah.

Which would have been a real tragedy after all the work she put in. 

Luckily, words weren’t the only weapon in my arsenal to help her with that spark of jealousy. Before she could move away, my hand snapped to her shoulder, pulling her close. A convenient lean later, my lips were around her nipple, my tongue already out. 

“W-wait—“ she gasped, surprised, though considering what she had been doing earlier, it was clearly about the suddenness of the move rather than it touching a limit. The way her back arched, and the moan interrupting her words were more than enough to show just how much she enjoyed my little surprise. 

Even as Sarah’s beautiful lips continued to bob around my girth, I turned my attention to Naomi’s tight body. While my lips were occupied with her breasts, my hands were still free. One of them stayed on her breasts, helping my dedicated assault on her soft globes… 

… the other dipped down until my fingers found her wetness, dancing at the entrance to give her moans a new layer of passion, her cries mixing with Sarah’s gags and grunts. 

I was afraid that Sarah would pull back to comment on my distraction, but, luckily, she stayed in place, determined to show off her superiority in her selected task. 

It was a prudent decision, because, considering Naomi’s performance her first time, she was clearly going to be an impressive competitor for her going forward. Combined, the show they put on was enough to leave Carrie behind — which would have been sad if my blonde goddess didn’t have her own areas of excellence to distinguish herself from the rest of her friends. 

I focused on the present, enjoying the feeling of Naomi’s silky skin over my lips while Sarah continued her job. Even when she pulled back for a breather, she didn’t say anything, reacting only with a gasp before going down again, her lips tight around my girth. 

That certainly earned a reward, I decided even as I pulled my hand away from Naomi’s tits, and gathered Sarah’s hair, tight enough to earn a beautiful squeal. Her lips widened as I assisted her to go down even more, until her nose pressed against my skin. 

It was enough to clog her breathing completely, yet Sarah worked wonders, obediently swallowing my shaft as her tightness taught me a new meaning of bliss. 

Meanwhile, my fingers were teaching Naomi the same question. Each passing second pushed her closer to a climax as her inexperienced senses learned a new meaning of pleasure under the combined assault of my fingers and my lips. 

“Delicious,” I murmured as I pulled back to breathe, only for Naomi to tremble with the sign of an upcoming explosion. “So, princess, tell me. Are you ready for it?” 

“Yes!” Naomi gasped even as she grabbed my hand, her soft fingers pulling my hair even harder than I was pulling Sarah’s, forcing my lips back to her chest. 

Who was I to disappoint such a beautiful goddess, I decided even as I leaned down, capturing her nipples once more while my fingers continued dancing at her entrance, caressing her knob and spreading her wetness. 

Sarah continued to choke herself on my shaft steadily, my crown imprisoned in the depths of her throat. The deep-throating continued, pushing my endurance to the limit, making it a race between me and Naomi about who would lose first. 

Unsurprisingly, Naomi lost first. The climax hit her hard, awakening a range of melodic cries as she collapsed against the couch, trembling next to us, her legs parted beautifully to give her gushing core, her chocolate skin shining with an excellent sheen. 

It was a wondrous sight, though I didn’t have the luxury of enjoying it for long. 

Not with Sarah trying to monopolize my attention. 

Naomi’s delicious moans gave Sarah a renewed sense of passion as she pushed herself down, even more, her throat tight around my girth. And, when she showed one last burst of explosive effort, managing to sink even deeper for a time. My shaft started to twitch before exploding, filling her beautiful mouth to the brim. 

“That’s how it’s done,” Sarah murmured in satisfaction, even as her lips were stained with my seed, marking her failure to take all of it. “Do you think you can handle it without assistance?” 

“O-of course I can handle it,” Naomi answered, her blush beautiful. 

“Really, do you even know how it tastes,” Sarah grinned, amused by Naomi’s sudden freezing. 

I intervened before Naomi could reply. “Don’t be rude,” I said to Sarah even as I slapped her ass softly. “Your friend might not have the opportunity, but it’s your friend, and I’m sure she’s curious. Why don’t you give her a kiss to share the taste.” I paused for a moment, letting Sarah process the suggestion. “Unless you can’t handle it, of course.” 

“O-of course I can handle it,” she managed to answer without stammering as she looked at Naomi. “But I’m not sure if she can handle it,” she answered. 

“I … I can handle anything you can handle,” Naomi answered. 

“Oh, really?” Sarah answered even as she put her hands on my thigh for support before pulling herself up my lap, clearly determined to test Naomi’s works.