I was in Red's mouth first. A minute or so later, I was fully erect and she passed me to Jackie, who started sucking with a vengeance. Red settled in next to Jackie, admiring her work, and then leaned toward my midsection, her mouth open, and peered up at me. "Do you like it when two girls suck your dick?"
I could only groan with satisfaction as they began working either side of the head in tandum. Soon it was two mouths fighting over my ass, my balls and my cock. I found myself prying apart legs wet with saliva and cum; I had my head locked against Jackie's frothy cunt while she had an arm around Red's hips, relentlessly churning her fingers into the widened gash that had once been a tight cunt. A hand, (Red's?) moistened by saliva, grabbed my cock, rubbing it while planting wet kisses upon it.
With a slight change in positions I was sixty-nining Jackie. I had to tear my face away from her juicy cunt when Red bestowed a slobbering, burning kiss to my asshole. Recovering from the shockingly pleasant sensation, I focused on Jackie's clit; watching closely as she shook, then tensed up and came.
I kept at her. Red had two fingers probing my anus, but I continued to suck and tease Jackie's clit. She started to buck against my face. My cock flopped out of her mouth, as she was impelled to shout my name, and she came again.
I turned to Red, who still had those fingers working my asshole, and pushed her away and onto her back. In the doorway, Donnie was now watching us. I waved him away, but he stayed where he was.
Red moaned in anticipation as I pushed her legs back until her cunt was pointed at my face. I licked her there ... one long lick from her ass to her clit, then short, quick ones, before plunging my tongue into her. Red cried out with satisfaction, goading me on to try something else. I grabbed her thighs and licked her asshole.
She shivered.
I rammed my tongue up her bunghole until my lips pressed against the outer part of her puckered rim. I heard her teeth clash in shocked surprise and would later find she had bitten a chunk out of her tongue and was bleeding from it.
"Fuck me!" she cried.
An alarmed Jackie called out, "For Christ sake, you're bleeding!"
Ignoring her, Red yelled, "C'mon, fuck me somewhere!"
When I kept at her asshole, she grabbed my hair and pulled me up to her mouth and kissed me. I tasted her blood and swallowed it.
I knew she needed to be fucked so I directed my cock into her fur covered furnace yanked it out only to dip into her again a moment later. There was a soft sucking sound as I withdrew. I glanced down and saw her cunt clenching as if it could capture and hold my cock prisoner. I slipped it in again and made it throb.
Red moaned, and ground her hips into me, pulling me in deeper. Bracing herself against the headboard, Red pushed herself against me trying to contain me. Content with having tormented her this much, I drove my spike into her depths, eliciting a satisfied moan from her blood-covered mouth.
I eased back a few inches then grabbed hold of her shoulders and slammed it into with gusto. "Oh ...Christ!" she cried.
There was movemnet on the bed beside us and I glanced over to find Jackie getting reamed by a rampent-cocked Donnie.
Seeking to get Red off, I grabbed a handful of her hair, and planted my other hand in the small of her back... and pounded into her. This was undoubtably the deepest penteration I'd managed so far. Red was not exactly passive during this period. I felt her ass slapping against me with every thrust.
"Yeah, fuck me!" she bleated and I shoved her face into the pillow to shut her up and to get her ass a little higher. I got on my knees, straddled her ass and pounded away as she came and came, juices gushing from her cunt on the backstroke.
"You hate me now? I asked.
"I do fucking hate you. Fuck you."
"Fuck me, huh? Is that what you want? Me to FUCK YOU? Huh, you nasty little bitch? You want me to push my dick all the way inside you and ride your ass like I don't know what. Don't you? Don't you?"
She didn't respond. Maybe I was half-smoothering her. Maybe she was too wrapped up in her orgasm.
"I'M FUCKIN TALKIN TO YOU!"
"Nuh!"
"Answer me! How do you want it?"
"Nuhhh!"
"Want my face in your pussy?" I didn't wait for an answer. With Donnie's prick surging into her Jackie tried to intervene. "She can't talk! She can't tell you what you want to hear!"
"Well I KNOW what you want! You want to be crushed against the headboard getting fucked until you can't stand, can't walk and your cunt is bleeding like your mouth. That's what the fuck you want!"
"Ohhh!" she moaned but I saw that she was readying for my assault.
I entered her and on the first stroke heard her gasp, "Yes, yes. Fuck me until I can't see straight!"
"Have you cum?" I knew damn well she had.
"Many times... so many times. I think the next one will kill me."
"Feel like dying then?"
"Yes!"
Red had shifted slightly, she was now on her knees and shoulders, her ass up in the air. I was still kneeling behind her, my hands holding her ass cheeks apart.
"Do my ass!" she pleaded. "Please, do it up my ass!"
I reacted immediately. It was as if I were waiting for this particular moment.
I sent my cock in to pump the shit out of her.
She shifted again. This time her knees were tucked up underneath her breasts and her face was knotted in a rather pleasant expression, eyes tightly closed, mouth open, the strain of our fuck showing in her expression.
I was staring at her ass, watching my seemingly deadened hardon plunging in and out of her rectum. There were specks of blood and shit and God knows what else around her hole, which had widened considerable since I first put two fingers into it.
Suddenly I felt myself readying to come. I tensed up, trying to forestall it.
Red sensed it too, and called out, "I'm close! Let's finish hard!"
I nodded my agreement, of course she didn't see me, but when I increased my pace, she half-whistled, half-croaked, "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!"
Just before I started to come, I laughed and told her she sounded like a Beetle's song. We were both laughing as we came together, and I rolled off her only to find my slimy dick against Jackie's face.
She sucked me clean. Ignoring the fact that my cock was flecked with Red's shit; all this with Donnie fucking her from behind like a jack-rabbit.
I turned back to Red and kissed her, licked her bleeding tongue with my own and somehow quelled the bleeding.
*****
Sometime later we gathered in the living room and had another round of Tequila shots. Then with no one dissenting, we trudged into the bathroom, and each of us relived ourselves on the snoring girls laid out on the floor.
It was Paulie who showed some compassion and struggled to pull Tonya into the shower. To my surprise, Red, still naked, helped him, and propped her up in the corner and stood in the shower, directing the water over the drunken slut who lay helpless as the piss and vomit was washed away.
After Tonya revived enough to dry off and stagger into one of the beds, I helped Red half-carry, half-drag Joanne into the shower, where Red repeated the process until Joanne was decently cleansed. Then Red washed herself while Joanne lay in a heap in the corner of the shower.
It may have taken the rest of us almost an hour to gather our belongings and dress, but we finally did.
I kissed Abby, (for the first time that night) and Jackie, who tongued me, leaving a taste of cunt and cum in my mouth. I embraced Red, and before I could kiss her, had her whisper in my ear. "My period's due in three days. Want to come over then? It's terribly messy, but I really, really get off on it."
"You have my number?" I asked. She nodded she did.
"Then call me."
She gave me a puzzled look and I felt I had to explain. "Let's make sure it arrives. I'd hate to be early and miss it."
We kissed, and I tasted mouthwash on her tongue. How considereate of her, I thought. I felt a faint stirring
in my loins as she ground her pelvis against me. But it was five-thirty in the morning and I had a test at three.
I left with the other guys. Outside, I looked up at the window I thought was her apartment. She had her cunt pressed against the glass as she waved at us. I had the biggest smile on my face as I trudged back to my place.
The End.
Anticipation
We walked down the dark foggy street in silence, hand in hand. The unspoken communication of anticipation. My heart was racing with the feeling and yet I still had uncertainty. Did he feel it too? We came to the house and we strolled to the door, I tried not to let my nervousness show.
I stood next to him as he smoked. Taking long drawn out breaths in, savoring, then letting the curling smoke into the freezing night air. His lips around the cigarette more sexual to me now than ever. His tongue tip lightly touching the edge of the paper, awaiting the next inhale.
I pretended to be patient, but my patience had long run out. I took a deep breath in, steadying myself and finding the courage to do something, anything to relieve this.
I pushed him up against the brick wall, my hands on his shoulders, my body colliding with his. All the need I had inside welled up as my lips reached his and with open mouths we both breathed each other in, kissing frantically. It was like a bolt of electricity as he pulled me harder into him, ignoring the lit cigarette he took hold and ground my hips into his. Almost unconsciously I was grinding more, moaning into his mouth as I did so. The anticipation once again took over all my senses, my body totally aware of what may follow.
We continued to kiss, our tongues playing back and forth, my lips between his teeth, his lips brushing seductively over mine. For what seemed like an hour he made me quiver with only his lips and tongue, and by the time he stopped to take another long draw of his cigarette, I was panting and shaking against his warm body.
He unlocked the door, my hand in his free hand, pulling me inside and to him straight away. His lips locked to mine he slid his hands over my shoulders, dropping my black coat to the floor, and reaching for the zipper of my shirt. Our clothes quickly ended up on the floor and table, my only remaining clothes a bright red lace bustier and panties, both which he insisted stayed on. My addiction to his warm lips was fast cemented as he continued to plunder my mouth with his tongue, teasing and playing. While he kissed me with this passion I hadn't known he dragged me slowly to the set of carpeted stairs which led to his bedroom. Another shiver of anticipation made me shudder, the thought of a bed, and the awaiting delights it held.
At the top of the stairs it was dark still, three doors waiting to be entered. My expectations were turned upside down as he pushed me up against the nearest wall, slamming himself against my body, creating an amazing wave of pleasure, and eliciting a loud moan from my lips. He smiled wickedly at this, keeping my body as close as possible to his, my head dropping once again to be claimed by his soft but commanding lips. This time he knew how to tease me, at his mercy like this, he used the hard metal of his tongue bar to stroke my lips and tongue, setting off a million thoughts. A simulated pleasure of what he could do to me. And this was exactly what he wanted me to know.
His hips held me in place against the wall while he moved against me, letting me know his intentions, his cock hard through his jeans, a teasing touch, that was right where I needed it, yet so unsatisfying. One hand helped support my weight gripping my ass hard, his other moving down my body, making me arch up as he palmed my breasts through my lingerie, tweaking my nipples till I moaned, then moving on to tease me through my underwear. Unbearable torture that made me moan again, and his grin in the dark let me know that he was very aware of what he did to me, and the way he affected me.
By now I was writhing in his arms, his hand expertly stroking my clit through my underwear, begging to be fucked. Shamelessly I moaned out load, shaking and struggling to escape his grip, and his torture. Finally, slipping two fingers inside me, I came hard, relieving all the built up tension and shuddering out my orgasm as we both leaned against each other and the wall.
Released back onto solid ground, we found ourselves on the floor at the top of the stairs. He lay underneath me, his anticipation now a sweet revenge for what he had done to me. He breathed hard, gripping my hips and waiting for my next move. I was shaking myself as I moved my body down, letting him in, that first wave of pleasure blurring my vision. Closing my eyes as I saw his darken while I moved slowly up and down, not only getting used to this feeling, but savoring the absolute filling of myself.
He moaned too, we moved together, this dance of bodies, ancient and primal. An almost unbearable friction built between us, frantic and steady at the same time. No thoughts passed, only instinct, as he fucked me as hard as I moved on him, moved me this way and that, finding what made me scream, orgasm after orgasm, discovering new ways to pleasure each other.
No time was paid attention to as we continued, the stairs acting as leverage as I was bent over, the final act of this play. I screamed, my fingernails digging into the soft carpet, his movements constantly harder and faster as we came together, hardly able to take a breath. Our bodies together, sated at last, after a night of utter anticipation.
The End.
Office Visitor
"Alex, you're 11 o'clock is here," his secretary called over the speaker of his phone. Alex raised his chair up from its current leaned back position and rubbed his eyes. He had been in meetings for the last three days and was so tired, that he had apparently forgotten this appointment. The chair settled to its position with a little thump and his eyes focused on his appointment book. He didn't have an 11 o'clock appointment.
"I don't have an 11 o'clock appointment," he retorted into his phone to the next room where his scatter brained secretary and his mystery visitor waited.
"She seems determined that you do," Alice had picked up the phone and was whispering into it now much to the amusement of the mystery guest who could still very much hear everything that she said. "She says she is from the region office and that this was scheduled months ago."
Alex wiped at his eyes again. "There isn't a region off...." he sighed, this would get him nowhere, "Ok, fine, send her in."
He could hear Alice rounding up his visitor. "Miss, he's right in here," he made out through the doorway but could not make out the rest. Another voice, deeper smoother replied to Alice.
Alice was the nicest old lady you would ever meet, but not the best at organization skills. Alex tried not to roll his eyes thinking that this was some sort of confusion on her behalf and that he would smile at the visitor and redirect her to the right building.
The door opened, Alice shuffled in with long legs following behind her. Alice smiled, and as his eyes moved up to take in the rest of his visitor his breath stopped.
"This is Mrs. Snow from the Region Office here for her interview," Alice shuffled her visitor in and towards the pair of oversized leather chairs that sat opposite of his desk.
Mrs. Snow sat down, smoothing her skirt as she settled into the chair. It was a very short skirt to wear as part of a business suit. The jacket of her suit was almost as long as the skirt. Her long legs crossed in front of her, and she bit her full bottom lip to hide a smile as Alex gawked at her.
Fortunately for Alex, Alice was too busy chatting about the new guest who apparently had made quite an impression on her to notice. She was busying herself around the desk with his scattered paperwork as he drank in the rest of his guest. Dark hair pulled up in a clip, white crisp shirt under a black form fitting suit, little silver glasses over huge blue eyes, red full lips moist now from nibbling, and a dimple in the cheek; all of this he took in within a second and his chest leaped.
"Thank you Alice, hold my calls until after lunch," Alex stood up from his desk and ushered his assistant out the door. This was slightly awkward due to the beginning bulge inside his khakis. Alice, still chatting happily about the sweet Mrs. Snow, went along as guided until she was out the door, and Alex l
ocked it as it closed.
He pressed himself to the door, the silence becoming its own noise as he looked at his guest. She was leaning over the arm of the large chair smiled brightly at him, those eyes full of mischief.
"Hello Jess."
He couldn't believe she was there, and could not fathom how this was happening. He walked around to his desk afraid if he got near her she would disappear. "How did you get here?"
Jess smiled at him and unrolled from the chair moving to sit on the arm of it instead, and giving him an even better look at those legs. "I have my ways. Are you surprised?"
"Well yeah!" he blurted out then cleared his throat. "It's a good one."
Jess watched his face. He was turning a shade of red that almost matched the color of the chair she was sitting on. Just seeing him made her insides tremble. She tried to stay in control of herself so she could do what she had come to do. Slowly she undid the jacket, letting it slide down into the chair revealing a very tight white blouse pulled especially tight across her large breasts. He loved those breasts.
She stood up and began undoing the first two buttons of the shirt, "frequent flyer miles," she winked at him and came around the desk.
When she reached him, she used her leg to turn him to face her in his swivel chair. He was still frozen in surprise. Taking her knee, she pushed between his legs to open his wide enough for her to step between.
His hands slowly moved up her legs to rest on her hips. She was a lot taller than usual in the heels. He looked up at her, enjoying the view as the glasses slipped off and she undid her hair letting it fall in loose curls. His hands tightened.
She leaned into him, letting her breasts bump his nose then tilted his head up to see her face. "Is this a bad time?"
Alex grabbed her with both hands and pulled her to him as he stood up. His mouth found hers and began kissing her hard, passionately, licking at her lips until she opened for him and he began to suck on her tongue. His hands scooped under her ass and pressed her into his desk; random items falling down or off into the floor. A hand going to her breast, then again to her thigh, he was trying to take her all in at once. His mouth moved to begin kissing her neck, and she leaned back to undo her shirt while wrapping her legs around his hips, her heels catching on the chair to keep her there.
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