"Wet Kiss"

"I've never really done anything like this before," Velma said shyly.

Daphne arched a skeptical eyebrow.

"Please! I've been next door to you and Shaggy enough times to know he isn't moaning your name to get you to fix him a sandwich!"

Velma blushed fiercely. "That's now what I meant!"

Daphne gazed at her innocently. "The subject is blowjobs, right?"

"I didn't mean that I hadn't performed fellatio! I've just never -- you know..."

"Never what?"

"Never -- done it with another woman."

Daphne smiled as she stroked the long, thick cock that was between her and Velma.

"Well, we promised Deputy Pratt a nice reward for helping us solve the Headless Butler mystery, didn't we?"

"Yes...,"

"So, what could be more rewarding than a little two-on-one action?" Gently she gripped the cock at its base, and angled it toward Velma.

"Go ahead, you start. Give it a good, wet, kiss."

Velma hesitated for a second, then leaned forward -- pressing her lips against the head. Her tongue did a slow circuit of her lips, liberally coating the cockhead with the saliva.

"That's it," Daphne said huskily. "Get it all nice and wet."

Velma felt a shiver shoot through her body at the sound of Daphne's encouragement. She had always gotten an extra wicked thrill form giving a blowjob, like she was a naughty little girl doing something forbidden. Now, with the addition of an audience, she felt even more sinful!

She eagerly began slobbering wet kisses back and forth along the stiff shaft. Pressing her tongue against the satiny smoothness, Velma began taking long, slow lips from the base to the head. She made sure to intersperse more sloppy, moist kisses among the laps, doing her best to cover every inch of that magnificent dick.

Eyes closed, lost in the erotic thrill of her oral ministrations, it was a moment before she heard and felt Daphne join in. Of course, there was no mistaking the feel of Daphne's naked bosom against her own. Mouth still working, Velma eagerly reached out and gripped a full tit in her hand, an action quickly copied by Daphne.

Together they pressed their chests against each other, cradling Pratt's tight and full balls in their combined cleavage. His cock seemed to do the impossible and grew even harder, straining upward. The girls felt his grip tighten on the back of their heads -- pressing them even close together, urging them on. Four lips, two tongues -- working as one -- kissing, licking, lapping, working toward one purpose.

Velma and Daphne felt it together -- the tension in the balls, the shuddering of muscles primed to explode. As their fingers sought out and squeezed each others stiff nipples their lips gave the cock one more long, slow, wet kiss.

Pratt came with a low, guttural groan that shook his body. Again and again his cock spasmed between the girls, pumping long, thick streams of cum that never seemed to end. Velma and Daphne reveled in the reward of a job well done, feeling the warm, sticky fluid coat their faces and breasts.

Daphne locked eyes with Velma as she lovingly licked some drops of cum from her full lips. "So, what do you think of tandem BJ's now?"

Velma, her fingers now leisurely stroking Pratt's still quivering prick, lightly blushing at her friend's blunt candor. But after a moment a seductive grin spread across her face. She gazed upward at Pratt from under half-lowered lashes.

"Can we do it again?" she asked shyly.