Erica broke off their embrace long enough to cast a glance over at me. “Do you mind if I spend a little time with her myself?” she asked, drinking from her half-full glass of wine. “Get her warmed up?”
“Not at all,” I said as Tiffany drank from her own glass.
“Then just relax and enjoy the show,” Erica said. “We’ll get back to you in a little while.”
“If you insist,” I said, more than content to merely watch. I’m a visual guy and watching two women go at it turned me on almost as much as getting involved myself. Both the women finished off the rest of their wine in one long gulp, then went back to making out, their bodies intertwined like a pair of snakes mating. They were totally focused on each other, acting as though they were the only two people in the room. Which was fine by me.
Erica took control, pulling Tiffany’s dress off and unhooking her bra with a dexterity and speed that made me jealous.
Tiffany’s tits were huge and gorgeous, obviously fake but that didn’t bother me one bit. Nor did it seem to bother Erica, as she started fondling and sucking on them immediately.
Tiffany threw her head back in ecstasy, content to let Erica work her over. It was clear Erica was going to be the dominant one, not that there was any surprise there. She definitely liked being in charge. And it looked as though Tiffany had no problem letting her take control.
After playing with Tiffany’s tits for a little while, Erica made her way down to the carpet and onto her hands and knees. With her ass sticking up in the air right in front of me she pulled Tiffany’s panties off, spread her legs wide, and started to go to town on Tiffany’s pussy.
Tiffany let out a deep moan of pleasure as Erica ate her out. Her eyes were closed, her mouth was slightly open and her chin was tilted to the ceiling. She looked to be in ecstasy.
I watched with growing excitement as Erica buried her face deeper between Tiffany’s legs. She grabbed ahold of Tiffany’s thighs and pushed them back, opening our new friend up even further and allowing Erica easier access to Tiffany’s clit.
Erica got her fingers involved, slipping them into Tiffany’s snatch while she continued licking her clit. Guttural growls started to come from Tiffany’s mouth as Erica worked her over with growing enthusiasm.
My eyes were torn between the two women.
It was hard to take my eyes off Erica’s perfect ass, which was poised in the air less than a foot away. Her skirt had started to ride up, leaving her black g-string as the only thing hiding her pussy and asshole from me. But Tiffany was playing and sucking on her own tits as Erica worked on her, which was quite a sight to behold in itself. And then there was the back of Erica’s still buried between Tiffany’s legs, which held a special allure all it’s own.
One thing was certain. I was sick of simply watching. By now, my cock was rock-hard. I had taken to jerking it off slowly as I watched. It was simply impossible to ignore. But still I needed to get more involved. This was just too juicy.
So I climbed down from my spot and crawled over towards Erica. On my hands and knees myself, I reached out and grabbed ahold of her g-string and pulled it to the side, revealing her pussy. It was dripping wet; apparently she got off on licking another girl’s pussy.
With my hands on Erica’s ass, I spread her cheeks open and went to town on her pussy, licking it from bottom to top a few times before sticking my tongue between her pussy lips.
Erica let out a moan and started working Tiffany’s pussy more aggressively, licking and tonguing her clit while continuing to bang her fingers in and out of Tiffany’s snatch.
Tiffany let out a low-pitched guttural moan followed by a sudden increase in her breath rate. With my tongue still working Erica’s pussy, I looked up the length of her body, over her perfect ass and exquisite back, to see the back of her head, which was buried between Tiffany leg’s. From there I worked my gaze up to Tiffany, who was obviously on the verge of orgasm.
As I looked on, Tiffany’s eyes suddenly opened wide and another, deeper moan left her throat. Her body started to quiver and shake, and then she let out a single, piercing scream and came with an extended shudder.
Once she was done, Erica lifted her head up from between Tiffany’s legs and flashed a smiling glance towards me. Then Erica climbed to her feet. Standing over me, she grabbed ahold of my hair and used it to pull me onto my feet before spinning me around and dropping me down on the couch next to Tiffany.
“Your turn,” Erica said, pointing at us, a playful but slightly evil grin planted on her face. She poured herself a glass of wine and sat down in the chair I’d just vacated.
As I sat there trying to decide how to break the ice with Tiffany, she made the point moot, leaning over and taking my hard cock in her mouth and immediately bobbing her head up and down on the tip while working the shaft with her hand.
I glanced up at Erica, who was watching on intently. She caught my eyes and gave me a wink, then tipped her glass to me and took another drink. Laughing under my breath, I shook my head, then turned my attention back down to Tiffany.
She had started dropping her mouth further down on my cock, bit by bit, while still jerking me off at the same time. She wasn’t able to take my entire cock but was giving it the good old college try, getting three-quarters of it into her mouth before pulling up.
Tiffany gave great head—she didn’t compare to Erica, of course, but she still had some talent. She was far more gentle with my cock than Erica was but her enthusiasm was high and she seemed to be truly enjoying herself, looking up at me from time to time to make eye contact before turning her attention back to my cock.
Low gagging sounds filled the room as she took half of my cock in her mouth and held it there for a few seconds, getting it nice and wet and slippery with her saliva before pulling her head off. I guided her face towards mine and stuck my tongue in her mouth and lifted her body up so she was straddling me.
We made out like that for a while, with her on my lap, my hands fondling her huge tits while her hand rubbed my hard cock, which was still wet from her sloppy blowjob.
We were both stalling just a bit, waiting for the other to make that first move of initiating penetration, when Erica decided to take matters into her own hands. Literally.
“Enough of this playing around,” she said, climbing off the chair and walking towards us. “It’s time to fuck.”
Tiffany and I broke off our kiss and just looked at each other from centimeters away, waiting to see what would happen next, each of us with a little smile on our face.
Erica dropped to her knees directly behind Tiffany, which also happened to be right between my legs. She gave Tiffany a little smack on the ass and said, “Lift yourself up just a bit.”
Tiffany did as she was told.
“There you go,” Erica said, reaching beneath Tiffany to grab ahold of my cock. She pulled it towards her just a hair, positioning it so the tip was directly below Tiffany’s wet, waiting pussy.
“Now sit,” Erica said to Tiffany.
Biting down on her bottom lip, Tiffany dropped her hips, engulfing my cock in her pussy. She let out a little gasp and started slowly moving her body up and down, working my cock into her little by little.
“That’s better,” Erica said, still seated on the floor behind Tiffany.
Tiffany was taking my entire cock inside her pussy by now, bouncing up and down on it more intensely with every pump. Her eyes were locked on mine, staring down at me with a look of excitement and pleasure while sounds of joy escaped her mouth.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” Erica said, clearly enjoying herself. “Fuck that cock with that bubbly ass of yours.”
I heard a soft smack and it took a moment to realize that it was Erica slapping Tiffany’s ass.
“Bounce on that fine fucking cock,” Erica said, smacking Tiffany’s ass again. “Give it to him good.”
And Tiffany did, slamming down on me with her whole body. She was obviously turned on by Erica’s antics. As was
I. It was one thing to have Erica egging me on while we were fucking, but it was quite another for her to do the same thing while I was fucking another girl in her presence.
But Erica didn’t seem fazed by it in the least. She continued talking, pushing us forward, like a running soundtrack. And then, half a minute later, I realized I didn’t hear her voice any longer.
I quickly found out why.
A jolt of pleasure ran up my spine via my balls, which all of a sudden were the subject of a different kind of sensation. I peeked around Tiffany—who was still riding my cock more aggressively than ever—to see that Erica had dropped onto her back on the floor with her head directly beneath us and wrapped her lips around my ballsack.
Grunting in desperate excitement laced with an undercurrent of discomfort, I pulled Tiffany towards me and attached my lips to one of her nipples, hoping to somehow transfer some of the pleasure onto her.
By some magic associated with crazy, perverted sex, I was successful, as the intense sensation in my balls was lessened somewhat. And based on Tiffany’s newfound levels of moaning and heavy breathing, she was the recipient of my displaced intense pleasure.
After riding the wave of conflicting sensations for what seemed like an hour, Erica finally released my balls from her mouth. I returned the favor by letting go of Tiffany’s nipple, which I’d gnawed on until it was pink and swollen before switching over to the other one and giving it the same treatment.
Although Tiffany wasn’t much of a talker, she wasn’t quiet either, with low moans and deep breaths and little gasps escaping from her mouth the whole time we were fucking. Which was perfectly okay with me; while I loved how Erica talked dirty to me while we were fucking, I enjoyed the silent, passionate type too. Maybe not quite as much, but with Erica around, there was more than enough verbalization to go around.
“Okay,” Erica said eventually, climbing to her feet. “Enough, you two. I need Scott’s cock in me for a little while.”
Tiffany obliged, lifting herself off my cock and flopping down onto the couch next to me, breathing deeply, sweat covering her body.
“Don’t get too comfortable,” Erica said to her. “You’re not going to be on your own for very long. I’m going to need you in a few minutes.”
“I’ll be ready,” Tiffany said, pouring herself another glass of wine. “Let me just wet my whistle and then I’ll do whatever you want.”
“Fair enough,” Erica said. Then, pointing at me, she said, “On the floor. Your back to the carpet.”
I did as I was told, smiling all the while. I loved it when Erica got into these kinds of moods, bossing me around, telling me exactly what to do. It turned me on to no end. I dropped to the floor and laid flat on my back so I was staring up at the ceiling.
Erica grabbed a throw pillow from the couch and tossed it down to me. “Put that under your head,” she said. I slid it beneath me without question. After all, it was a fluffy pillow, making things more comfortable for me. I wasn’t going to question her logic.
Shortly after I was situated with the pillow beneath my head, Erica threw one leg over me so she was straddling me and dropped to the floor, her knees on the carpet, right about even with my hips. Then she grabbed my cock and slid it into her pussy.
With my cock inside her, Erica sat down atop me, giving me her entire body weight but not moving.
“Remember our little bet?” Erica asked, staring right at me with malice in her eyes. “The one about whether or not Tiffany would be joining us?”
“Yeah,” I said reluctantly. “I lost.”
“That’s right,” Erica said. “And it’s time to pay your debt. I get to do whatever I want to you for one hour.”
Resigned to my fate—and secretly loving it—I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, then nodded, trying to look like I wasn’t too thrilled with the outcome, even though I was.
“It starts now,” Erica said. Then, looking at Tiffany, she said, “Are you done with your wine?”
Tiffany nodded.
“Good,” Erica said. “Then come sit on Scott’s face.”
Smiling widely, Tiffany clapped her hands together, stood up from the couch, and headed towards me. Facing towards Erica, with her feet on the carpet, one on either side of my head, Tiffany sat down, dropping her plump ass directly onto my face, her pussy seeming to swallow my face whole.
For the next hour the girls went to town, one of them riding my cock right up to the point of completion before suddenly climbing off, leaving me right on the edge of orgasm, while the other rode my face, smothering me, drenching my nose and cheeks and mouth with their pussy juices, forcing me to breathe their essence to get any air into my lungs whatsoever, taking me right to the point of passing out before climbing off my face and giving me a chance to catch my breath for a few seconds before starting the whole process over again.
It was wonderful, glorious, exhilarating, sometimes uncomfortable but always incredible. I loved being the girls little playtoy, being forced to lick pussies and assholes, being spit on, squirted on, licked, pinched, tugged on, jerked off, blown and played with, all without the joy of release. The girls had a great time, and that was all that really mattered. Eventually I’d get to cum, and it would be all the more awesome and pleasurable because of everything that had led up to it.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of abuse, I saw both of the girl’s smiling faces looking down at mine from a few inches away.
“You did good,” Erica said.
“Real good,” Tiffany agreed. “I’ve never cum that many times in one hour before.”
“Glad I could be of assistance,” I said, managing a smile despite my exhaustion.
“Are you ready for your turn?” Erica asked.
“To what?”
“To cum, silly,” Tiffany said.
I nodded.
“Then come on,” Erica said. She grabbed one of my arms and Tiffany grabbed the other and together they helped me to my feet. With one girl holding each of my hands, they led me to the bedroom.
Erica was the first onto the bed, dropping on her back and spinning around so her head was at the foot of the bed and her feet were near the headboard. Then Tiffany climbed up and got into position on her hands and knees, doggy style, her ass at the perfect height for me to fuck her from behind while standing up. Tiffany’s pussy was situated directly above Erica’s head and her face was jammed between Erica’s spread legs.
Tiffany immediately went to town on Erica’s pussy, eating her out without reservations or shame. Erica reached out and grabbed ahold of my cock and used it to pull me forward until my thighs were pressing against the edge of the bed. She took my cock in her mouth for a few seconds, getting it nice and wet, then guided it into Tiffany’s pussy.
Tiffany lifted her head long enough to let out a soft moan then went to work even more vigorously on Erica’s pussy while Erica returned the favor, tonguing the underside of Tiffany’s snatch while I fucked her from behind.
I didn’t bother taking things slowly, grabbing Tiffany by the hips and hammering away at her ass right from the get-go without any lead-in time. Tiffany’s ass was bigger and more bubbly than Erica’s but no less incredible, especially the way it bounced and jiggled when I slammed my hips up against it.
The harder I fucked Tiffany, the more aggressively she went after Erica’s pussy, which in turn caused Erica to work Tiffany’s snatch with more fervor. Between the three of us, the moaning and groaning and slurping and deep breaths were creating quite a racket.
I ran my hands down to Tiffany’s asscheeks and spread them apart, giving myself a better view of the proceedings and allowing me deeper access to her insides. She let out a deep moan that was muffled by Erica’s snatch but still conveyed her pleasure.
After pounding away at Tiffany’s pussy from behind while the two girls ate each other out, Erica let her tongue slide out of Tiffany’s pussy long enough to say: “Let me lick Tiffany’s pussy juices off your cock.”
She took it like a champ, swallowing my entire cock with ease as I hammered it in and out of her mouth. Feeling bad for Tiffany being left out, even for just a short time, I lightly smacked her ass a couple of times then slid two fingers into her pussy and started banging away.
Eventually Erica let my cock slide out of her mouth, grabbed ahold of it again, and guided it back into Tiffany’s pussy, replacing my fingers but not releasing her grip on my cock.
Not quite sure what was going on, I pumped Tiffany’s pussy a few of times with Erica still gripping my cock. After the fourth of fifth thrust, Erica yanked my cock out of Tiffany and slid it into her mouth. A couple pumps later, my cock was out of Erica’s mouth and back in Tiffany’s pussy. Two pump after that it was back in Erica’s mouth.
Finally seeing what was going on, I got into the rhythm of things, pumping Tiffany’s pussy a couple of times then Erica’s mouth before switching back, then back again, over and over. It felt incredible going from one hole to the other, the differences in the two magnified by the constant switching up between them.
Eventually Erica was ready for something different. Without saying a word, she wiggled out from under Tiffany, spun around again and flipped over onto her back. Now she was facing me, her legs spread wide open, her pussy soaking wet and waiting. Grinning like a demon at me, she beckoned me over with her finger.
I slid my cock out of Tiffany’s pussy, climbed onto the bed and made my way over towards Erica. Tiffany got in on things too, spinning around and crawling over until she was positioned directly over Erica, her head between Tiffany’s legs, right above her pussy and next to my cock, her pussy hovering over Erica’s face.
30 Depraved & Wicked Stories 2 Page 43
