Group Sex The Cam Girl

There was a quick succession of images on Mackenzie's face. Surprise turned into delight, and just as quickly turned into the feral determination. Before he had time to process these changes, she pounced on him, smashing her lips against his and clawing at his hair with her fingers.

Her tongue made its way inside his mouth, and Jarno was quick to react, letting his body go into autopilot, as he pressed the beautiful girl to his body using his arms on her lower back. Mackenzie had her knees on the couch whilst he was sitting, which meant she was standing higher than him, her hair cascading down to cover their faces.

The small hands that were in his hair switched to unbutton his shirt with haste. As soon as his torso was exposed, Mackenzie made a point of flattening her hand against his muscled abdomen. Jarno felt her moan against his mouth. Then he was pushed back onto the couch armrest.

'Hey!' He complained, fearing he'd fallen off for a moment.

Mackenzie just grinned mischievously. Never looking away from him, she removed his shoes and socks, before pulling on his pants. Then, in one swift movement, she uncovered his penis by pulling his briefs down. They both gasped, due to the sheer excitement they were feeling.

Jarno could see the young woman lick her lips hungrily whilst looking at his stiff member, before going on all fours in front of it. The view of her heart shaped butt covered by her dress, as well as the ample cleavage and her piercing gaze, coupled with Mackenzie's hot breath over his cock nearly made Jarno come there and then.

It didn't improve when, with sensual slowness, Mackenzie stuck out her tongue and ran it from the base of his cock up to the tip. Jarno tensed up completely during the travel of her tongue, before moaning audibly when she finished with a flick. All the while, she was smiling up at him.

'You're incredible...' He sighed, looking at her in wonder.

'Not so bad yourself, mister.' She replied.

About to ask her to see her naked, Jarno cried out instead as Mackenzie opened wide and took the head of his penis inside her mouth, sucking hard before letting it pop out again. Grabbing hold of the base of it, she went down on it again, bobbing a few times before going back up again.

'Yummy...' The beautiful girl told him, before rubbing his stiff cock against her cheek with a sigh.

The sight of Mackenzie rubbing her own face with his sticky penis, whilst leaving a few quick kisses on it, was inflaming him to an extent he couldn't believe to be possible. He'd wanted to have her to himself for quite some time, he realized, and now she was very willingly giving him the blowjob of his life with a look of sweet innocence on her face.

Her lips wrapped around his shaft again and Mackenzie caressed Jarno's hard flesh with her wet tongue, never looking away from him. It was getting really intense and his eyes started to wander towards her glorious backside which moved up and down with her movements on his dick.

'You are so good at this...' He told her.

Mackenzie slipped his cock from her mouth, and ran her tongue down his shaft before licking his balls. She took them in her mouth and used her hand to stroke his shaft. Using a swirling motion on his testicles, she continued to tease him, before letting go of them with a light "pop".

'I know.' She said.

Then, she hovered just above his cock, before taking him into her mouth. Her eyes were closed now and her hair fell all around Jarno's lap, as inch by inch she descended. The head of his penis hit an obstacle, but rather than stopping, Mackenzie relaxed her throat muscles and let him further in until her face was on his groin.

Jarno let out an animal like growl. The head of his cock was tightly encased and the sensations were glorious. Mackenzie went back up and Jarno pulled her hair back with one hand, resting it on the back of her head. He was worried she wouldn't like it, but the girl whose purple locks he was holding merely looked up, winked, and closed her eyes again.

Mackenzie made loud wet slurping noises as she began to vigorously bob up and down. Jarno felt his legs tremble at the intense pleasure he was experiencing every time she devoured his cock, to the point where he felt a familiar tingling sensation. Without warning it got overwhelming, and he felt his cum travel through his member as he unleashed it onto Mackenzie's mouth.

She gave out a surprised grunt and a light gurgling sound as his cum filled her mouth, but continued her ministrations. Apparently, keeping all of it in her mouth since Jarno couldn't feel her throat muscles contracting. In fact, she even squeezed the base of his cock, milking him dry.

Once he was spent, Mackenzie slowly went up on his shaft. When she reached the very tip she loosened the pressure, letting the cum amassed in her mouth escape and dribble down his manhood. Then she licked and sucked on it, until all of the gooey mess was back inside her mouth. Making a show of swallowing, she stuck her tongue out and licked her lips with a smirk.

'Oh my God...' Jarno mouthed.

'No, I'm just human.' The purple haired girl replied.

That was the trigger for Jarno. He pounced on her, pushing her onto her back and kissing her for all he was worth. He parted her lips as well, but felt her hesitate when his tongue entered her mouth.

'What's wrong?' Jarno asked, concerned he'd done something wrong.

'Nothing.' Mackenzie replied. She was smiling, which relieved Jarno, but she also looked puzzled. 'It's just that you used tongue...'

'So?'

'You'll get cum in your mouth.'

'It'd be kind of hypocritical of me to have a problem with tasting my own cum if I wanted you to taste it.'

Mackenzie looked at him with an indecipherable expression.

'Bedroom.' She told him. 'Now.'

She was making a move to get up, but Jarno had other ideas. Scooping her up in his arms, he lifted her off the couch. Mackenzie yelped in surprise, before a wicked grin adorned her face.

'Which door?' He asked.

'Right.'

She started to plant sloppy kisses on his neck, as they both went towards her bedroom. Closing the door behind him, Jarno focussed on what he wanted to do to her. First things first, he was naked and Mackenzie was not. He meant to fix that.

There were words of protest from Mackenzie when she wasn't allowed access to his neck anymore.

'It's your turn to stay still now.' Jarno replied.

'Stay still? Oh, you really don't know me well, do you?'

'Then let's see about getting to know you better...'

His meaning was made clear when he grabbed a hold of the base of her dress and slowly pulled it up, revealing more of her naked skin as it travelled upwards. Mackenzie lifted her arms and Jarno pulled it clean off. He gasped.

She had gone commando, her entire body exposed to him now. She was pear shaped with wide hips. Her belly was devoid of any muscles, but she wasn't fat. Not even remotely. Up above, her breasts were incredible, large in size, and with not as much sag as their size would have you believe. The nipples were small and standing proud.

Right below her breasts was a massive tattoo resembling a piece of jewellery, in the shape of an owl with its wings spread out, black with a few details like the eyes in red.

Placing a hand on it, Jarno walked around her, admiring, and letting his hand trail across the smooth skin underneath. The entire time, Mackenzie was looking at him with the most innocent look she could muster.

He circled her for an entire circumference, before stopping behind her. He had seen correctly. Starting at her shoulder blades and ending at her arms, just above the elbows were two realistic wings. Realistic in shape, at least, since they were lined in black and filled with the colours of the rainbow from one end to the other.

The naked beauty in front of him was craning her neck backwards to try and see what he was doing. Jarno placed both hands on her hips and started to move them until they were just below her chest. Then, he gave into the urge he'd been fighting for the last minute and grabbed her boobs.

Mackenzie moaned as he played with them, testing their weight, mashing and unmashing the globes. He stretched his fingers, trying to cover as much of the soft flesh as possible. Her nipples were poking the palms of his hands and he suddenly couldn't bear to not be using his fingers on them. So, he used them.

His fingers pulled Mackenzie's nipples away from her. She let out a long moan and let her head fall on Jarno's shoulder, which exposed her neck to his lips. He didn't let the opportunity slip and kissed away.

It was an incredible sight to him, knowing he could affect her this way with his touch. Emboldened by this notion, Jarno let his right hand wander down slowly past her bellybutton and onto the apex of her thighs. He felt around, feeling short of breath as he teased and massaged the skin around her sex.

Mackenzie gasped with his actions.

'Oh, good boy...' She cooed.

It sounded to him almost like she was dealing with a dog, and so, playfully, he plunged two fingers inside her without a heads-up.

'Agh...'

'I'm sorry, I didn't catch that, I was a good what...?' Jarno asked, making his voice neutral.

'A good boy.' She replied. 'A good big boy.' Reinforcing the point, she grabbed his penis, which had regained its rigidity once more.

Not wanting to be outdone, Jarno removed his fingers, which were now covered in Mackenzie's juices, and put them next to her mouth. She opened and tried to lick them, but he bit her earlobe. She gasped, surprised.

'Keep your lips pressed together.' She obeyed and he smeared the wetness on them. 'Lick your lips.' Jarno watched her do it, and only then did he stick his fingers into her mouth, giving her a proper taste of her pussy. Mackenzie sucked greedily.

With a hard shove from her butt, Jarno fell back onto the bed, suddenly.

'Oh my...' She said, turning and eyeing him hungrily. 'I think I'm proving to be a bad influence on you.'

Mackenzie climbed onto the bed and went up his body on all fours until she was face to face with him. She parted her lips and Jarno reacted, loving the fact that he could taste her juices on them. Her movements were fluid and exciting, making him crave for each peck and each travel of her tongue inside his mouth.

Biting down on his lower lip, Mackenzie tugged on it before releasing it. She smiled just a few centimetres away from his face as she ground her mound over his stiff erection and began to move from side to side. Jarno smiled back in wonder.

'Normally I'd ask you to eat me out as well, but I'm way too horny right now. I want that amazing cock of yours in me, now.' Mackenzie hissed. 'We'll need to use a condom, though.'

'Okay.'

She reached forward to her bedside table and grabbed a condom from a packet. Her breasts dangled in front of his face, and Jarno couldn't resist sticking out his tongue and running across the vale between them. Feeling her shudder, he grabbed hold of the condom from her hands and flipped them both, until he was the one standing over her.

Jarno placed the condom's wrapper against her lips. Between her teeth and his fingers, they ripped it open. Throwing the wrapper aside, he placed the condom over his penis, before resting it against the wetness of Mackenzie's pussy. Lowering himself until his weight was resting on his arms, Jarno kissed her softly.

'Ready?'

She nodded.

Jarno took a deep breath and thrust his hips forward, causing Mackenzie's eyes to turn back in her head and a loud moan to escape her throat. Reopening them, she looked at him with passionate intensity.

'Fuck, that's awesome!' She gasped.

Her entire body was pressed up against his. It was as though every inch of her skin was rubbing against his, and not just their groins. Most striking of all was the way Mackenzie was looking at him, with pure lust and wickedness.

Almost out of their own accord, Jarno's hips started to rock back and forth, driving his cock in and out of the sweet confines of Mackenzie's pussy. She pressed her lips together and the only sounds escaping from her were muffled groans. They were already as close as possible but he still wrapped his arms around her, not quite believing his luck of actually being inside this incredible woman.

They were managing to move in perfect synchrony, much to Mackenzie's credit, Jarno was sure. She knew exactly what she was doing, and he was reaping all the benefits.

Mackenzie was gasping and moaning, maintaining the most incredible sultry eye contact with him. The blue eyes that stared at him were made to look purple due to her loose purple hair behind her head as well as the lighting (or lack of it) in the room. If she kept looking at him, he knew it wouldn't be long before his cock exploded inside her.

'Yes, Jarno.' She whispered, as they screwed each other silly. 'Nice and hard.'

Now, that was definitely too much, and Jarno had to use every shred of self-control he had to control the pre-orgasm sensations he felt. For starters, he slowed his movements, going deeper instead. He also let his head fall to her neck, to stop her looking at him with those incredible eyes.

'You are too sexy for your own good, you know that?' He asked her, slightly out of breath.

'I do. Whenever I have an Italian stud on top of me, they always say tha- Agh!' Her reply was cut short by Jarno's teeth on her earlobe. 'Oh, that feels so good, baby... Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.'

And he did. Beginning to gather momentum, Jarno was grabbing her body greedily at her back. Mackenzie was now sounding quite wild as well, which made him go back to hovering above her to look at her. When he did, he watched her mouth hanging open as well as her eyes wide open with desire. He felt like kissing her or touching her large breasts but he was hypnotised and could do nothing more than thrust into her with increasing speed again.

Her hands were like steel on his bum, and Jarno was certain she was enjoying the feel of his muscles there, contracting every time they moved into each other.

'Are you close?' Mackenzie asked, her voice needy and her hands tightening their grip. 'I can't last much longer, Jarno.'

'Me neither, I'm really close.'

Steadying herself against his relentless love making, Mackenzie was watching him with glee. It was driving him crazy. His orgasm approached like a runaway train, but he was determined to have her be the first one to succumb.

A sudden high pitched long yelp escaped Mackenzie's throat, and suddenly he felt her back lift off the bed, clutching his bare back with her nails, sure that she was leaving marks. There was also the matter of the muscles in her pussy contracting around his penis, tugging on it.

'Oh, yes! I'm cumming!' She informed him, unnecessarily. 'Come on, cum for me, Jarno. Cum.'

Thank God, he thought. He couldn't have held it together for much longer. Abandoning his restraint, he felt his balls tense, and suddenly the biggest amount of pleasure he'd ever felt in his life coursed through him, and he came. Hard. Mackenzie's contracting muscles were inviting him to fill her up, were it not for the condom he was wearing. Jarno wished he were actually filling her. Without the unintended consequences, of course.

'Good boy.' Mackenzie whispered, twisting and shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm. Despite not feeling his cum inside her, she had undoubtedly felt his throbbing. 'That's it, let it all go. Good boy...'

They were both breathing heavily onto each other's shoulders as they crashed back down to Earth. Out of the blue, Jarno felt the muscles around his slowly softening cock contract and felt his over-sensitive member complain, removing himself from inside Mackenzie and onto his side. He took the opportunity to remove and tie the condom, throwing it on the ground.

Mackenzie was giggling alongside him.

'Got too much for you?'

He half laughed, half grimaced.

'I don't think I'll be able to cum again for the next few days...'

'Hopefully not that long, I want to fuck you again before that.'

Jarno turned his head. She had already done the same, so they were laying on their backs, recovering, looking interestedly at each other.

'You're incredible, Mackenzie.'

'I love the way you say my name. It makes it kind of exotic.'

'Mackenzie, from the exotic jungles of Toronto...' He said in a mock deep voice.

She gave a hearty laugh, before kissing him softly. It was a lot softer and more languid than before, now that they were contented and not desperate to get in each other's pants.

One of her fingers traced his now limp cock, before continuing the path up his chest, resting her stretched arm across his chest. Jarno shifted slightly and placed his arm under her head. Mackenzie snuggled into his shoulder.

'You put on a good show, Jarno.' She told him, making a funny mouth movement with his name. 'But I'm not fooled. You were holding back there for a minute until you were sure I was gonna cum, too.'

'Yes. Is that bad?'

'On the contrary, it's good. Just what a deep and meaningful guy would do...' She teased.

'Hmpf...'

'You don't like being deep and meaningful?'

'Sometimes it's not all it's cracked up to be...' He replied, cupping her breast with the arm that was behind her head.

'I dunno. Doing shallow and meaningless things is much more fun with someone who's deep and meaningful...'

She snuggled closer to him, closing her eyes, and missed the intrigued smile Jarno had on his face.

Part 2 of 4 | "A woman is dangerous when she is armed with beauty and a sense of humour, as she becomes irresistibly addictive." |

It was an awakening similar to every single other she had ever experienced and yet it felt very different than any other to Mackenzie. The light of the morning sun was coming through the blinds and the rush hour traffic noises reached her window as per usual, but she knew better.

She tried to move her hand to touch the hot naked Italian who would be next to her. She couldn't. Her hand was kind of restrained by the bed sheet.

Frowning, Mackenzie opened her eyes with laziness. Jarno wasn't by her side. He'd woken up before her and had wrapped the sheets around her like a burrito, to keep her warm. Judging by the muffled noises coming from the kitchen, he'd also busied himself with breakfast.

Closing her eyes and letting her head fall back down onto the pillow again, Mackenzie sighed. Somehow, making breakfast after having sex with someone for the first time seemed to her a very Jarno thing to do. Not for the first time since meeting him, she was almost sure she would end up being a bad influence on him.

For the meantime though, Mackenzie stretched with a yawn and pushed herself to the other side of the bed. She inhaled deeply on the pillow Jarno had used. He had a very noticeable scent, which had found its way into the pillow. It was a sweet scent and... manly. Was it his natural scent or perfume?

Groaning, she pulled the covers off of her and got up. Her reflection in the mirror had her hair in full "just fucked" mood, and Mackenzie smiled at it. Jarno would enjoy the view. Not just the hair, but also the fact that she would go out as she was. Butt naked.

With one hand on the doorknob, she stopped. On second thought...

She picked up Jarno's white shirt from the back of her chair. She brought it to her nose. It was the same scent as the pillow. Did it pass from him that easily? Mackenzie sniffed the skin around her shoulders, then her hands, and then her own breast she'd grabbed with her hand. The slightest hint of his fragrance was present and that made her smirk with naughty glee.

Putting his shirt on her, Mackenzie walked back to her mirror as she buttoned it up. With her arms by her side, she evaluated. It looked as if she were wearing a low cut dress, were it not for the oversized sleeves. Her pussy was just about covered from view but easily accessible if she wanted to tease him. She rolled her eyes at her own reflection. Of course I want to tease him!

Her gaze lingered on the mirror. Maybe... She undid the top three buttons. Her cleavage was visible now. Much better. In fact... Pushing a hand under the shirt, Mackenzie pinched her nipples until they were hard. Now, they were plainly visible pushing against the soft fabric.

Satisfied with herself, she left the room.

Slowly, the young girl made her way barefoot to the kitchen. She couldn't help but stop and lean against the wall, admiring the scene in front of her.

First things first, Jarno was only wearing his briefs. They were grey, though Mackenzie's interest in them wasn't the colour, but the way they hugged his butt. She felt the urge to squeeze it in her hands again. Or maybe bite it.

His back was turned to her, obviously, and she was afforded with a nice view of his back. It would take her forever to admire the lines his muscles produced there. Racing driver, Mackenzie remembered from their mutual secret exposition the previous night. Jarno probably had to keep himself buff for a living, she deduced.

That wasn't really the whole reason why she'd stopped and stared. As Jarno busied himself with the pancakes he was making, he was shaking and humming along to a playlist which his phone, placed on the table, was playing. It was on a low volume and he was singing quietly to himself, but Mackenzie identified the song from an Axe commercial.

'Just the thought about seeing you would blow my mind
That's the sweetest touch of love
I was about to give up but you came just in time
With your sweet touch of love.'

'Good morning.' Mackenzie spoke softly. Even so, Jarno was caught by surprise, turning quickly.

'Oh hey... Jesus, that shirt looks so much better on you!' He gasped, and she saw his eyes travel all over her body.

'I dunno, it looks really good on you...' She purred at him, swishing her hips to one side provocatively, as she brought her thumb to her mouth with an innocent smile.

Mackenzie wasn't a rookie. She knew exactly which buttons to press. And Jarno's face turned into the needful mask she hoped it would. Slowly he approached her, until he was standing just in front of her.

Then, he did something completely different than what she expected. Grabbing hold of her arms, Jarno started to make her move and twirl to the sound of the upbeat song that was still playing in the background. His infectious grin and the fact that it was so different from his natural shyness made her laugh and she let him lead her.

One little kiss to let me know, girl. The deep singer's voice continued, and Jarno pecked her quickly on the lips, before spinning her in his arms. They were soon moving their bodies closer and closer, until they had their foreheads pressed, eyes close and there was just the slightest of hip movements. When the song faded out, he gave her a nice long kiss.

'You're full of surprises, you know that?' Mackenzie asked him, her arms still around his neck.

'Right back at you. Now, come on, sit down.'

She did as he asked, and took her usual seat at the kitchen table. Jarno brought what he'd been preparing. In front of her appeared some delicious looking pancakes, a variety of syrups and Nutella, as well as some freshly squished orange juice.

'It took me ages to find the juice squeezer, so you nearly had some of last night's wine.'

'I had a juice squeezer in this kitchen?'

'That would explain it...' He muttered to himself, amused.

Taking a bite of the pancake in front of her after coating it in cherry syrup, Mackenzie made an impressed face at Jarno.

'This is really good!'

'Thanks for the tone of surprise.'

'Learn to take a compliment, dude.' She stuck out her tongue at him. 'Okay, I was little excited last night, but now I want to know something...'

'What is it?'

'Racing driver. Like what kind of racing? Nascar?'

'God, no...' Jarno replied, making a face.

'I know you're new here, but you should probably be careful to who you say that too. Murders have been committed for less than that in the south...' Mackenzie smirked, taking a sip of her glass.

'Noted.' He smiled. 'No, I'm a Formula 1 driver.'

'Wait. Like, "the" Formula 1? Like Schumacher style F1?'

'Yes.' He kept his expression blank.

She eyed him with curiosity, understanding why he didn't wish to share the information with her previously.

'You thought I'd go all gold digger on you...' Mackenzie told him, with a slight smile playing her lips.

'A bit.' Jarno confessed with a little shy smile, obviously relieved she wasn't hanging it against him. 'I've had some weird experiences. It's better here in America, you don't really pay that much attention to F1, so I can walk around much more relaxed.'

'Oh, the perils of being a star...' She teased him, sarcastically.

He narrowed his eyes playfully.

'You'd have a face full of orange juice if you weren't wearing my shirt.'

'Well, you're not wearing anything, so play nice or I'll do it to you.'

'And what would your roommate feel about making a mess in the kitchen?'

'It would become two against one, and we'd force you to do the clean-up.'

'I am a much bigger "one"...' He raised an eyebrow, amused.

'Oh, trust me, you wouldn't know what you were getting into.' She replied, continuing to put pieces of pancake into her mouth. 'The biggest sporting activity I do is walking around the house, but Hailey is a complete fitness addicted pile of muscle. She could take you.'

'She doesn't look that threatening.'

'She was more clothed than usual. Still you obviously noticed her six pack. You couldn't take your eyes off her belly yesterday.'

'What?' He reacted embarrassed, blushing a little. 'I wasn't-'

'Yeah, you were.' Mackenzie giggled at his nervousness. 'That's a damn sexy belly. You should see it when it's squirming, when I make her cum.'

The expression on Jarno's face was exactly as she'd hoped. Confusion followed by disbelief. There was also the slightest trace of a smile.

'You and your friend have... ah...'

'Have what?' She asked, trying to keep a look of sweet innocence.

He was about to say something but thought better. Instead he gulped down the rest of his orange juice.

'Besides making her cum, do you two do anything where you end up cumming as well?'

'We do.' If you want to play this game, I'll go along...

'Such as?'

'Such as sucking the girls,' Mackenzie grabbed her voluptuous breasts. 'such as licking my pussy,' She pressed her hand over the end of the shirt, over the apex of her thighs. 'such as fucking me with a strap-on...'

'Do you prefer a strap-on or the real thing?' Jarno asked her, with a look of polite interest. No way this isn't making him hot!

'I usually like to feel the real thing, especially when it throbs. But Hailey can go longer than any man.' She replied, trying to remain equally collected.

'Interesting.'

They had leaned forward, both smiling mischievously.

'You know, I'm just jealous because she's gotten a chance to taste you, and I haven't yet...' He told her.

'Whose fault is that?'

'Yours. You pushed me onto the bed before I got the chance.'

'Oh, it was, actually... Not that you complained too much at the time.' She teased.

'I was a little preoccupied with the hot naked lady on top of me.'

'Lady? You must have me confused with someone else...'

'Trust me, I don't.'

Their faces were now just a few inches apart.

'Would you like to get your taste now?' Mackenzie asked invitingly.

'I would love to. But I can't...'

'Why not?' She pouted and used a little girl voice.

'I have a meeting with sponsors in an hour and a half.'

'So you've been teasing me, knowing you wouldn't be able to follow through with it?'

'Yep.' Jarno smiled, getting up from his chair and collecting their dirty dishes, before putting them in the washing machine.

The whole time, Mackenzie watched open-mouthed with the corners of her mouth creeping up inch by inch. 'You asshole! I'm a really bad influence on the deep and meaningful guy!'

'It's a nice new experience.' He replied, winking at her.

Jarno walked back to her bedroom, followed by Mackenzie. She didn't follow him inside. Instead, she leaned against the back of the couch, hands behind her back, as he started to get dressed again.

'A meeting with sponsors?' She asked him.

'Yeah. Our main sponsor is an American multinational, so that's actually why I'm in the US.' He informed her, as he buckled his belt. 'Also have a couple of interviews tomorrow...'

'Interviews?'

'Two of those. One's for a sports magazine, the other is a talk show.'

'Is the talk show live? Which channel?'

'It's going to be live on some channel...' Jarno replied evasively as he tied his shoelaces.

'You can either tell me or I'll just find it later.' Mackenzie told him.

'If you can find it, why would I tell you?'

She narrowed her eyes at him. He was still leaning forward from his sitting position after putting on his shoes, the faintest of smiles on his face. It was perfectly obvious what the shirtless handsome man in her room was waiting for, but Mackenzie still hadn't shaken off her teasing mood.

So, instead of returning his shirt back, she pulled her long purple hair off her shoulder and smirked sideways at him.

Jarno chuckled to himself and dropped his gaze, before slowly standing up and making his way to her, standing just a few inches away. Mackenzie didn't move at all, looking up at his face.

'Despite how much better than me you look in that shirt; I think the general public would frown at seeing me topless in the streets of New York.'

Mackenzie made a show of looking up and down his naked torso. 'They don't know what they're missing.' She sighed. 'Fine. Get it off me, then.'

He was momentarily surprised, but it quickly vanished. One by one Jarno undid the buttons, until Mackenzie was standing in front of him with her breasts bared. He seemed hypnotised by them, which made her giddy with excitement.

'Turn around.' She said, making him look up with curiosity. 'Do you trust me?'

He turned his back to her as she took the shirt off.

'Well, that never worked before...' She muttered dryly, making him laugh. 'Arm.' She asked him, and he understood giving her his left arm. Gingerly, Mackenzie directed it towards one of the sleeves. The process was repeated for the other arm.

'Turn around again.'

Jarno stood in front of her with his open shirt. Languidly, Mackenzie traced a finger from his neck to his bellybutton, watching the path as if there was nothing more interesting. She felt him hiss quietly. Pretending nothing had happened, she buttoned him from bottom to top.

When she was sure he wasn't expecting it, she started tucking his shirt into his pants, taking care to grab and caress his butt and his hips as she did it, as well as the top of his pubic hair. She tweaked the shirt to make him more presentable, and then she looked up into his eyes again.

There was fire in his brown-green eyes, and before Mackenzie had time to make a remark about it Jarno kissed her fiercely, parting her lips with ease. It was so unexpected, that her feet lifted from the floor and she started toppling backwards on the back of the couch. He caught her, though. His big strong hands were on the small of her back with an iron grip as he pressed himself, and Mackenzie felt her giggles muffled into his mouth as he tasted her.

Did we go through all that trouble dressing up just to get naked again? Mackenzie wondered idly. Not complaining...

'When I said play nice, I meant while I was away.' Came Hailey's voice.

Both of them jumped in surprise, and Mackenzie nearly fell back once again if Jarno hadn't caught her by an arm. She steadied herself and looked at her roommate. Hailey had a wide knowing grin plastered on her face as she closed the door behind her and headed toward the kitchen. 'Hey, we had a juice squeezer?'

Jarno laughed quietly.

'I'm beginning to see how you're friends...'

'She's one of a kind.'

His hand went from her arm to squeeze her hand.

'I'm not sure how free I'm going to be today and tomorrow, but I'll call tonight and we can set something up. Sound good?'

'Sounds really good.'

He was about to step away when his eyes travelled downwards again.

'That's really distracting me...'

'Who was the one who wanted his shirt back?'

Jarno pecked her lips.

'Bye.'

'Bye.'

Hailey was clearly leaning against the same wall Mackenzie used before (obviously staring into the living room instead of the kitchen) since Jarno gave her a raised eye brow as he passed her.

'See you around, lover boy!' The blonde girl cooed.

'Bite me.' He told her over his back, his tone friendly.

'Don't tease me like that unless you're ready to follow through!'

Before he'd closed the door behind him, she could see Jarno blushing. Then there was quiet. For far too long. Hailey was never quiet this long. Looking at her, Mackenzie noticed she was staring at her with a strange look.

'What?' She asked.

'You look very inviting...'

The fact that she was naked, legs spread, sitting on the back of the couch had slipped Mackenzie's mind.

'Well, I was in the middle of something when you showed up...'

'Let's finish it between us, then...' Hailey approached her, standing where Jarno had just been, and kissed her.

Mackenzie returned the kiss for a few seconds before putting a hand on her friend's chest and pulling her away.

'Thanks, but not right now.'

'What do you mean, not right now?' Hailey looked at her as if she'd gone mad.

'He was just here.'

'And?'

'And I just don't feel right doing it right after he was here.' Mackenzie mumbled.

Hailey looked at her attentively. She didn't seem upset, just intrigued. After a few seconds she just laughed and went back to her room, shaking her head.

'Oh God, Mac... You have got it sooooooo bad!'

Mackenzie typed away on the keyboard, searching online for what she was after. She was looking for a new sex toy to use for her blowjob shows. Her previous one was good, but it was boring her slightly, having used it so often now. The pages of her favourite online sex shop were flashing before her eyes as she tried to find something suitable.

Their collection of butt plugs distracted her for a while as she looked at each item with interest. Pony Play Butt Plug... It was a rubber butt plug with fur on the other end that imitated a horse's tail. Mackenzie twitched her nose. Not really my style.

Next thing to catch her eye was the "50 Shades of Grey Anal Vibrator". She shook her head with a smile. Well, they're cashing this for every penny they can get... Out of curiosity, she clicked. It actually looked interesting enough. Smooth silicone, seven pulsing patterns, waterproof and almost four inches wide. Maybe. She saved the link for later.

The only other item to interest her was a black penis-shaped plug, which had a very interesting size. She added it as well.

Mackenzie moved her search towards the "Actor Replica" category. It gave her an extra feeling of naughtiness to know someone actually had the shape of cock in real life that she was sticking inside her. She didn't know any of the names, though. With all due respect, most male porn actors weren't particularly attractive. Not the straight ones, anyway.

Scrolling through the pages, she tried to find a good dildo. Too small. Next. I don't like the shape of the head. Next. Not quite there. Next. There we go.

'Why, hello Spencer Reed...' Mackenzie muttered to herself. It was very realistic looking, a few veins and creases that looked incredible. The head was bulbous and smooth; the testicles had a nice volume to them, and just above eight inches long with a base that let it be suctioned onto a surface.

Out of amused curiosity, Mackenzie searched "Spencer Reed". Gay. Not only did they look better, homosexual porn actors also apparently had very nice dicks as well. Jarno's had a really nice one, though. It wasn't quite as big as this monster, but he had nothing to be ashamed of. And he made me cum twice.

She realised she was staring blankly at the monitor with a dazed smile. An idea struck her, and Mackenzie opened a new tab. "Jarno", she wrote. It was at this point the fact that he hadn't revealed his last name came to her. The suggested results presented a few options and she clicked the first one. "Jarno Trulli". F1 Driver... Was this it? No. Jarno Trulli, as it turned out, was a former F1 driver who was now forty-one years old. Handsome, actually, but not her guy. Are all Jarno's sexy in Italy? She'd do some research on it later.

Right now she was writing "Jarno" on the search tab again. She added "F1". There were only two results now: Trulli and Merlo. She tried Merlo. The face of the man Mackenzie made love to appeared on the screen, deep in conversation with someone to his right, who was in racing overalls like him. Found you.

For a moment she thought about finding out more about him, but, strangely, Mackenzie felt it wasn't fair somehow. I'll send him my chat room link first. She decided. Then, I'll snoop around. There was something she needed to know, though...

"Jarno Merlo Talkshow USA".

It didn't take her long to spot it. There was a national TV network with a panel show on the previous night which had included him. Setting the laptop aside, she used her television's time warp function to see if she could watch it now. She could.

Oh, wait. Mackenzie got up from the sofa and went into Hailey's room.

'Do you mind if I watch something on the TV or does the noise disrupt your show?'

Hailey was sitting on her bed, a camera and laptop in front of her, the only piece of clothing on her being a pink loose fitting top.

'No problem, I won't hear anything with my music play- Joel86! Thank you so much for the tip!' She squinted at the screen. 'And your prize is... 10 spanks.'

Mackenzie approached the bed, sitting sideways on the edge of the bed. 'Go on, all fours.' She responded to her roommate's inquiring gaze. The blonde girl got on all fours, butthole directed towards the camera.

Pressing her hand softly on her friend's butt cheek, Mackenzie read a few of the comments and smiled. Lots of excited voices for her arrival.

'Don't get too excited, I'm just here to punish this bad, bad girl.'
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