"3...2...1..." Troy counted down under his breath. Next to him, Britta grunted in a low, guttural voice.
"Troy and Abed in the morning!" he and Abed said, simultaneously. They were seated on their couch, in the middle of their apartment. They'd abandoned their usual stools in deference to their guest, worried that she might topple over over during her demonstration. She sat between them, naked as the day she was born, legs splayed open, brow furrowed and wet with perspiration as she worked her fingers in and out of her aching, quivering sex.
"Our guest today is Britta Perry," Abed said, running his hand up and down the length of her naked inner thigh. "She came on the show today to discuss female masturbation, but she was just so excited to be on that she started even before the cameras started rolling."
She shuddered at his touch, pressing into her clit with her palm and rubbing it in small, fast circles. Abed leaned in, planting a trail of kisses down her shoulder blade and nuzzling into her neck, making her moan wantonly.
"Usually masturbation is a private activity," Troy said, "but some women like being watched. Isn't that right, Britta?"
"Mmmmhmmm," Britta hummed in agreement.
"Some women enjoy rutting into their own hands as their friends watch, don't they Britta?" Abed asked as he fondled her heaving breast.
"Y-yes," Britta said, her voice shaky. Troy cupped her cheek in his hand, turning her face towards his and staring into her eyes. She bit her lip, feeling her cheeks redden even more deeply. Abed's mouth closed over her nipple, his tongue flicking at it in a way that made Britta gasp. Troy darted in, kissing her forcefully, wrestling her tongue into submission. She lost herself then, coming against her fingers, orgasming right there, between two of her closest friends in the world.
She drew back from them, closing her legs and bringing them to her chest, rocking back and forth on the couch. Her eyes were closed, and she's still trembling slightly, but she hummed a happy tune under her breath.
"Britta will be back later in the show, but for now we're going to go to a quick word from our sponsors while she recovers," Abed said as he lightly stroked Britta's back.
"Troy and Abed in the morning!" he and Abed said, simultaneously. They were seated on their couch, in the middle of their apartment. They'd abandoned their usual stools in deference to their guest, worried that she might topple over over during her demonstration. She sat between them, naked as the day she was born, legs splayed open, brow furrowed and wet with perspiration as she worked her fingers in and out of her aching, quivering sex.
"Our guest today is Britta Perry," Abed said, running his hand up and down the length of her naked inner thigh. "She came on the show today to discuss female masturbation, but she was just so excited to be on that she started even before the cameras started rolling."
She shuddered at his touch, pressing into her clit with her palm and rubbing it in small, fast circles. Abed leaned in, planting a trail of kisses down her shoulder blade and nuzzling into her neck, making her moan wantonly.
"Usually masturbation is a private activity," Troy said, "but some women like being watched. Isn't that right, Britta?"
"Mmmmhmmm," Britta hummed in agreement.
"Some women enjoy rutting into their own hands as their friends watch, don't they Britta?" Abed asked as he fondled her heaving breast.
"Y-yes," Britta said, her voice shaky. Troy cupped her cheek in his hand, turning her face towards his and staring into her eyes. She bit her lip, feeling her cheeks redden even more deeply. Abed's mouth closed over her nipple, his tongue flicking at it in a way that made Britta gasp. Troy darted in, kissing her forcefully, wrestling her tongue into submission. She lost herself then, coming against her fingers, orgasming right there, between two of her closest friends in the world.
She drew back from them, closing her legs and bringing them to her chest, rocking back and forth on the couch. Her eyes were closed, and she's still trembling slightly, but she hummed a happy tune under her breath.
"Britta will be back later in the show, but for now we're going to go to a quick word from our sponsors while she recovers," Abed said as he lightly stroked Britta's back.
"Troy and Abed in the morning!"
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