Magical Sex Potion - Chapter 134 Everyone Else Wanted To Join

Bridget’s hand wormed down the front of Joey’s pants, and Joey’s muscles tensed as he felt her take a hold of him. She began to kiss the side of his neck, her eyes still on Violet and Courtney.

Hammer had just gotten sight of Violet between Courtney’s legs, and he cried, “Holy shit! You go, Vi!” He had his arms around Tasha and Tina, and Shelly sat on his lap. The three girls clapped enthusiastically when they saw what was going on the couch and shouted encouragement, and Tina got a good look of Melvin’s face. What did ol’ Uncle Mel think about his sweet date getting wet from a girl licking up her legs? He was mortified, but Tina could tell that he also couldn’t help but be turned on at the same time. Tina giggled. Men!

“Now that you know the pizza’s fresh, you want to get a big bite of the pie, ya know? Start at the end and just nibble…” Violet’s mouth gently kissed its way up to the black thong Courtney wore under her skirt, the smell of the girl’s need strong and musky in Violet’s nostrils. She finished, “… your way to the top.”

Violet slid her fingers under the band of Courtney’s thong and pulled it slowly down her thighs. Courtney sighed in anxious anticipation, her eyes thin slits, only the whites showing, rolled up into the back of her head. The lips of her pussy glistened with needy moisture.

Melvin sucked air through his teeth at the exposure of Courtney’s pussy. How would he be able to look at her the same? The sweet innocence replaced by a mental vision of Violet between her legs, dipping her spiky, purple-topped head to get a taste of that delicious feminine honey? Melvin felt helpless but to watch.

Courtney gasped and fisted her hands in Violet’s spiky hair. Her eyes popped open, and she looked at Melvin with a lusty, hungry glare, her face flushed a dark red. This was not the sweet girl from the cafe; she’d been replaced by a horny redhead who just wanted to get fucked and get fucked HARD. He still wanted her, but how would he feel about her tomorrow? This was not a question that Melvin had concerned himself with any of the other women.

Melvin took in his surroundings. Everyone else had been effected by the show on the couch and wanted to get in on the act. Shelly and Tina were kissing and groping each other, swiping a plate of crackers and meat off a table and falling on top of it, their hands desperately working to get the other out of her clothes. Hammer (on bass) was getting a good look at Tasha as she pulled her shirt up over her juicy brown breasts, his hands squeezing and groping at them, and Brenda was on her knees, going down on Crow (on drums) while Red (lead guitar) had slipped out of the crimson drapes she’d been wearing and was licking the side of Richie Golding’s face while he tickled her now exposed clit with his hand.

“Oh, yeah,” Joey breathed next to him, and Melvin turned to see Bridget giving her date a reach around, his cock thick and swollen in her stroking, expert hand.

“It’s a fucking orgy,” Melvin said under his breath, wondering how the hell all this had happened.