Free Plausibility by Jettie Woodruff

were both staring right at her. She could have touched them , had the glass barrier not been there.
    Seri was naked and  Julius was wearing only jeans. She felt a hint of jealous rage when he ran his hand around her perfect tiny waist. His hands fondled her breasts and pinched her nipples. Aquilla crossed her legs, needing friction when he moved his fingers between her legs. She didn’t mean to drop her head, it just happened. Her head thumped on the glass. She looked up, startled, knowing Julius had to have heard. He did. He looked right at her with a smirk.
    “Come in here,” he demanded.
    Seri turned towards him confused.
    “Not you,” he said.
    Aquilla nervously opened the door. Her eyes showed the horror she was feeling. Seri looked at her and then back to Julius, wondering what he was up to.
    “Come closer,” he commanded.
    She walked to him, standing just in front of Seri, who was sandwiched between them. He gracefully took her wrist and pulled her another two steps.
    “Do you think Seri is pretty?” he asked, searching her frightened face. She only nodded and quickly moved her eyes, which happen to just fall to Seri’s flawless breasts.
    Julius moved her hand to Seri’s breast. She didn’t move it, and only held it still while his hand covered hers.
    “Do you like Seri’s breasts, Quill?” he seductively asked.
    She didn’t know how to answer. What was she supposed to say? She again said nothing. He used her fingers to pinch Seri’s nipple. He could feel Seri’s breath begin to pick up rapidly. Was she enjoying having Aquilla’s hand on her nipple? His father would come unglued for his actions. He didn’t care at the moment. He was too fucking turned on.
    He watched as both girls sucked in air when he moved Aquilla’s fingers between Seri’s legs. Aquilla could only stare into his eyes. She couldn’t look down nor could she look at Seri. She was aroused and confused about her feelings , and touching Seri’s wet pussy. Julius had to move her fingers up and down for her. If he stopped, she stopped. Aquilla shamefully liked the feeling of her wet folds. She wondered if Seri’s pussy was throbbing as crazy copious as her own.
    Julius moved his hand from hers. She let it drop, dangling to her side. She couldn’t leave it there without his help. It felt to o foreign and strange. He lifted Aquilla’s sundress over her head with one hand. Fuck, she wasn’t wearing a bra. She was so fucking hot, his cock flinched at the sight of her perfect pink nipples. His other hand held Seri tight to his body with his hand placed firmly on her stomach. He needed something to grind his erection against.
    Julius moved Seri’s hand to Aquilla the same way he had her. She touched her through her satin panties. Seri could feel the wetness. She had to. Aquilla didn’t know whether to be humiliated or turned on. It felt good, and she guiltily wished she didn’t have the silk barrier.
    She didn’t for long.
    Julius pulled the top of her panties back. Fuck. He loved that straight line of hair leading to her wet sex. He touched her there first. She sucked in a quick breath when she felt his fingers stroking her briefly before he moved Seri’s hand inside of her panties.
    “Play with it,” he whispered in her ear, looking into Aquilla’s eyes as he said it. He moved her panties down her hips and to the floor. She mechanically stepped out of them.
    Fuck. She was going to have an orgasm from a female, a beautiful female, nonetheless, but she was still of the same sex. Her small fingers didn’t feel like Julius’s at all. They were soft and tender as they massaged her juices into her pulsating nub.
    Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Fuck. Julius had never been in a blistering situation like this. He needed to fuck. His dick needed to be fucked. Aquilla cocked her leg, inviting Seri’s finger inside her tight little pussy. Fuck, she just cocked her leg for her. He had to help when Seri stayed focused on her clit. He pushed her hand