Sneaking out, dildo in hand
From Torg Adventure
You put your hand under the covers again and cup Ellen's mound, her golden fleece tickling your palm. She presses her mound toward your hand and squeezes your cock gently. You try the little digging motion Amy just showed you, bending your fingertips with the pull. Ellen breaks the kiss and breathes out with a quick "Hhhhhh," quivering against you. Her hand is still on your cock, but she's quickly losing her focus.
You repeat the motion, cupping, pressing, digging, curling.
"Hhh-hhh," Ellen responds, pressing back at you. She nods her head eagerly, not trusting her voice for a whisper.
You catch a glimpse of motion over Ellen's shoulder.
Amy's standing naked in the morning light, having slipped out of her bed without a sound. Her gently curved belly is pale and smooth, and her large, freckle-topped breasts are pointing their large, raspberry-pink nipples at you. Her pussy hair is lush and coppery red. The wavy hair of her head cascades over her shoulders.
Amy gives you a quick wink and bends to catch up her brief black bathrobe. She puts it on slowly and silently. It's too short, but somehow in the morning it doesn't look so provocative, maybe because black really isn't her color.
You keep cupping and digging at Ellen's mound. Her staccato breaths seem to indicate that you're doing a good job.
Amy picks up a towel and a big pink dildo. It's the 18" double dildo Amy was using right before you and Ellen walked in on her yesterday. It had smeared you and Ellen with Amy's juices by accident. And then Ellen had accepted your dare to lick it before Cathy had busted in.
Amy gestures at you again from near the door of the dorm room. She puts her first two fingers together and bends them slightly in a gentle hook, making digging motions with the fingertips for a bit. Then she digs, spreads her bent fingers apart, straightens them and brings them together again for another dig-and-spread.
You think you're catching on. You take two fingers and dig them gently into Ellen's closed pussy lips, again, again, again. Ellen rolls her hips and presses back at you.
Amy shoots you another wink and a thumbs-up. She ever-so-slowly eases the door open and slides through. She licks her lips and pouts them at you in a long-distance kiss. She waves goodbye at you with the pink dildo before she eases the door shut.
What's your next move?
