“Pay attention or you’ll lose,” Manuel nodded at the screen where Sam was in the middle of using Ryu to pile drive Kasumi in a game of Dead or Alive.
Gabby burst out laughing. Henry was obviously the better gamer when he was paying attention, making it funny to see him losing to Sam. When she stopped laughing, Manuel started to tickle her. She almost shrieked but moved her hands from her crotch to cover her mouth. She shifted and tried to move away from him but he held her in his lap. Her butt wiggled against his crotch, making it ever so slightly hard.
When he finally stopped tickling her she let out a sigh of relief. “I’m sorry,” she apologized immediately.
“What for?” he was confused. She simply lifted her butt and sat on his lap properly.
“I don’t know. I just want to do this,” she admitted.
He raised his lap slightly so that she was somewhat elevated and could feel the bulge in his shorts against her butt better. “What else do you want to do?” he asked in a low voice while sliding his hands up her stomach. She gasped when he touched her nipples. She had not noticed them becoming erect.
“Ha, got you dweeb!” Henry’s sudden shouting after having beat Sam startled them both. “Alright, my turn.” He spun around to find Gabby covering her nipples with her hands instinctively but leaving her bare cunt in full view.
A line of blood trickled out of Henry’s nose as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Sam rushed to catch him but was too small. Instead he ended up flattened beneath the fat Asian boy on the floor.
Manuel stood up and dropped off the bed to help his friends. When Henry regained consciousness he was in a state of delirious joy and concern. “What the hell was that? You shouldn’t be showing that off. Can I see it again, just for a minute?” he was halfway scolding Gabby and halfway begging her.
Gabby was sitting on the bed with her legs pressed together. She shook her head at Henry’s request. “Just for a little bit.” Manuel put his hand on her knee and pulled her legs apart slowly. Gabby found herself powerless to refuse him. Her face was burning red, making her freckles more visible. “Why don’t you all get naked too,” she whined.
“Because the rule is only girls need to be naked,” Manuel informed her. She flinched as he ran his hands down her legs. He ever so gently pulled the folds of her cunt apart, exposing her insides for Sam and Henry to stare at through the spaces in their fingers as they pretended not to want to see. It was glistening slightly, proving that she was at least slightly turned on by what was happening to her.
She almost hiccupped when she felt Manuel’s fingers push inside of her. A lump caught in her throat as what had been childish curiosity became sexual in the blink of an eye. She tried to say something but her throat was too dry. She ended up just staring at Manuel’s face with her mouth open as he rubbed his fingers inside her most private place.
She leaned forward while groaning, apparently trying to feel him deeper. Despite her reluctance she was still curious and unwilling to stop. “Dude, is she okay? Are you hurting her?” Henry asked as he watched her almost delirious expression in awe. Her mouth kept changing shape as she gasped slightly with each twitch of his fingers. Her eyes were fluttering every once in a while but they would always come back to focus on Manuel’s hand. She was watching it intensely, as if seeing someone other than herself being touched.
“Maybe you should let her calm down. She might faint at this rate,” Henry was extremely worried.
“I kinda like it,” Manuel admitted. “I want to see her expression change more.” He pushed his fingers in deeper and ground his knuckles against the outside of her cunt as well.
She jolted and scooted forward, slamming her cunt against his hand. Her eyes rolled out of sight for a moment before returning. She was now thrusting her hips against his hand, trying to get him deeper into her cunt. “She’s kinda vulgar, isn’t she,” Sam whispered. “She really likes it.”
“Does that make her a slut?” Henry asked.
“Of course not,” Manuel scolded him. “A slut does it with more than one guy.”
“Well there are three of us.” Henry reached out and touched her cheek. She moaned and turned her head. Her tongue darted out and lapped at his fingers. “Woah, even her mouth feels special.” Henry pushed his fingers inside her wet and somehow dry whole. She had been panting for a while after all. She pushed her own head forward, trying to fit Henry’s fat knuckles into the back of her mouth. Instead she just made a slimy squelching sound when she gagged on them.
“She’s so naughty,” Sam gasped. “I can’t believe you’re doing this to Mrs. Sanchez’s daughter.”
Gabby looked at him with slightly glazed over eyes. She was obviously racked with embarrassment but somehow that was not enough to make her stop. She just continued bucking her hips and slurping away at Henry’s fingers as drool ran down her chin and coated her chest, making it shiny with saliva and sweat.
Curiosity finally outweighed Sam’s concerns. He reached out to touch her too. He was an inch away from touching one of her erect nipples when her chest suddenly heaved. With a loud hiccup she sucked in a large breath and nearly swallowed Henry’s fingers. When she began to choke he pulled them out of her mouth.
Her face was even redder than before and only the whites of her eyes were visible. Gripping the bed sheet, she was lifting her butt up and thrusting her cunt against Manuel’s hand furiously. The whole time she shook her head in apparent agony. The sensation was too strong for her to simply sit still. At first she was just wheezing as she expelled air from her lungs but it slowly built until she was thrashing on the bed and doing her best not to scream.
Manuel continued to scrape the inside of her cunt with his fingers the whole time. He was smiling at her with gleaming eyes. An hour ago she was a headstrong tomboy who did not care about being seen naked. Now she was a girl in the midst of animalistic throws. Clear liquid squirted out around his fingers, soaking his sheets and his sleeve. She crossed her arms over her eyes and began to sob as her body continued to heave and shudder. It had begun to ache but she was far from done with her orgasm.
After nearly five minutes of her just trying not to pass out and even biting her own arm to keep her voice down, she lay on the bed, still except for the occasional twitch. Her skin was shiny and glowing and she was breathing heavily and trying not to smile. All three boys were looking at her with admiration. Never had they been so glad to play with a girl before. Somehow they all knew that they would be trying to get back to this place and this feeling for the rest of their lives.
Manuel kept sweeping the hair out of Gabby’s eyes as she smiled up at him. “Sorry about your sheets,” she apologized. He was stunned at the fact that she still felt like she had done something wrong. Quite obviously this was all his fault.
“Can I come back and play on your Xbox another time? I kinda want to go home and take a bath.”