Lads(part 3)
After some well chosen comments about having a good look at my c*nt the tall lad headed for the sauna and I was soon joined by the stocky lad. He looked very nervous but I asked him what he wanted to see. He coloured up as he said he wanted to look at my tits again. I asked if he had enjoyed his previous viewings and he nodded enthusiastically. I asked if he'd seen any other tits other than in pics and he said he'd seen his mums a couple of times but it wasn't the same. I laughed and slowly exposed a breast which he stared at and smiled. I moved across to the cubicle and unzipped to the waist and played with my nipples while he looked on. His hand slipped down into his shorts to grip his cock. I beckoned him to come across to the cubicle and pushed the door to. I continued to pull and twist my nipples and looked down at him pulling at his cock. Without saying anything I reached out and took his free hand and guided it to allow him to feel my tit. He grabbed at it and squeezed it before taking the nipple between his finger and thumb. I let him play for a few seconds before moving his hand away and then slid my costume down to let him see me naked. His eyes looked like they would pop out of his head as he fixed them on my shaven mound. I sat down and allowed my legs to part to cause my wet lips to slide apart. I ran my finger along my slit and he pulled at his cock inside his shorts. I told him to get it out but he looked unsure so I encouraged him by opening my lips wide which had him pulling at his shorts to release his cock which was fully erect and very impressive. He tugged at it and I slipped a couple of fingers into my c*nt and his strokes quickened. His face showed that he was about to explode and he came forcibly pumping out jets of spunk as I pulled myself wide open. I smiled at him and wrapped a towel around myself as he pulled his shorts back up. He headed back to the shower and I slipped my costume back on before joining him. He had a fixed grin on his face and thanked me saying he would never forget it. I told him not to tell the tall lad everything and left to get changed.
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