And oh what a party it was.
Chapter 8
Amanda kept her shoes on, David was naked by the time he entered the bedroom except for the cock ring—red with a bow on top—wrapped around his dick, and Jack was peeling off Debra’s dress one inch at a time. With his teeth.
And then David joined in. Amanda watched, fondling her tits with one hand and stroking her pussy with the other as she propped one foot on the edge of the bed so Debra could see everything between her legs.
“Jack’s going to enjoy eating you.” Debra couldn’t pull her gaze off Amanda’s pussy. She’d never watched another woman get off before, hadn’t thought she’d find it arousing… Oh how wrong she’d been.
“You like that, don’t you, Deb.” Jack’s worked her thong off her butt.
“I can smell how much she likes it.” David ran his hands up her legs beneath her skirt, taking the thong from Jack and slipping it down her legs.
Jack shoved her skirt down , then parted her folds. “Lick her, Dave.”
Debra thought she’d pass out from sheer sensuality as she looked down to see Jack’s fingers holding her open and David’s tongue licking her.
Her stomach hollowed at the image and it was only Jack’s hand there, wrapped around her, that kept her upright.
“How’s that, Deb? Feel good?”
She mewled some sort of response because she couldn’t talk.
“Suck her, Dave,” Jack ordered, the hand on her belly sliding up to cup her breast. He pinched her nipple and Debra felt her clit respond.
David sucked it into his mouth.
Oh God. Stars and lights and colors and fireworks and a zillion other things flashed behind her eyes at the sensation. David’s tongue was different than Jack’s, which only made this whole situation more erotic.
“Suck her tits, Jack,” said Amanda.
Debra opened her eyes to see Amanda’s palm circling on her own tits, her hips pushed forward, her hand working quickly between her pussy lips, the slick slosh of moisture an incredible turn-on.
Jack nudged Debra back over his arm, angling her breast just right for his mouth and tilting her hips just right for David’s.
Oh, God, David sucked in more of her swollen flesh and ran his tongue alongside it. Heat spiraled out from that spot just as Jack pulled her nipple into his mouth, and then it was almost a tug of war between two pulse points as lust surged between them, and if it weren’t for the two men holding her so tightly, she would have melted into a puddle of molten hormones.
“Bring her over to the bed, guys, so I can get in on the action.”
Debra’s pussy throbbed at Amanda’s words. Get in on the action? She’d never had a woman go down on her.
Would Amanda be the first?
The satin sheets were cool against Debra’s back for all of about twenty seconds before three more bodies joined her, heating the sheets up pretty damn fast.
David rolled her hips to the side so he could lie between them and eat her out her, while Amanda tongued her ass. Oh, God, Amanda tongued her ass.
Debra’s hole clenched against the sweet invasion and her body shook with the erotic need that surged through her—especially when Jack then knelt over her to suck her breasts, his hand playing with the one that wasn’t in his mouth, keeping every part of her stirring with need.
And oh, did she need. She reached between his legs and felt the hard rod she knew so well. “My mouth, Jack. I want you in my mouth.”
He drew off his belt while she undid his fly and then—thank you, God—he was there, hard and smooth with enough pre-cum coating his head to make her yearn for more, and she took him in deep.
“God, yes, Deb. Suck me.” Jack muttered it against the breast he then nipped with his teeth.
She loved when he used his teeth. He loved when she did, too, so she scored his dick gently and was rewarded with a long hiss that had him tensing above her.
She ran her fingers between his legs, cupped his balls, then worked a finger into his ass.
He jerked in her mouth and Debra smiled. She could get him off so quickly—
But then David shoved two of his fingers into her pussy and Debra almost came herself. The sensation of him filling her while he ate her, of Amanda kneading her ass cheeks as she tongued her, rimming her, puffing against that so-sensitive area… All of a sudden, Debra couldn’t focus. Didn’t know who was where or what was what, all she could do was become this feeling, needing machine, taking the dick in her mouth down her throat as far as it could go, working her throat muscles so she wouldn’t gag, spreading her legs to give the two people between them the most access as she pulsed against their tongues—oh, God, their tongues—and bore down into the tight, heady sensation of a coiling orgasm.
Then Jack sat back at her head, taking his mouth from her breasts, and she cried out around his cock.
“Shh, sweetheart.” His palms circled her nipples fast, almost painfully, the peaks so hard and aching. “I want to watch them work you.”
The words made her stomach flutter. Jack liked to watch. Porn, the neighbors, her, himself… Jack was all visual and what a sight he must be seeing.
She wanted to watch, too. Damn, it, they needed to have those windows mirrored before her next birthday so she could see everything that was happening on this bed.
But then Jack reached for something on the bedside and all of a sudden there was a whirring noise.
Debra looked over. Mirrors were sliding down from the ceiling in front of the windows.
“Merry Christmas, Deb.”
Holy hell. There they were. All four of them. Four. Jack on his knees by her head, his body looking as if it’d been sculpted from a block of marble, Amanda’s perfect heart-shaped ass with the red fuck-me pumps curled under it as her bright red nails cupped Debra’s cheeks and her long brown hair fell onto the bed in a steady rhythm as she slicked her tongue in and out of Debra’s ass, and David… Debra could just see the rise and fall of David’s head as he ate her.
Jack cupped her chin. “You like?”
She nodded at him, knowing he’d like the sensation, but, really, they needed to discuss his penchant for wanting her to talk when she was blowing him.
“I think you’ll like this, too.” He tapped Amanda on the head and that sweet stroking stopped.
Debra wasn’t sure she liked that…
“Come here, Amanda. I want to suck your tits.”
Okay, that Debra liked.
She liked it even more when Amanda straddled her face, fingers still working her pussy, and bowed back enough for Jack to suck one of those huge tits into his mouth.
Debra didn’t know where to look first. She had Jack’s cock in her mouth and Amanda’s pussy right above her, those red fingernails disappearing into her passage only to return coated in glistening cream and circling her engorged clit, or at the mirror where she could watch her husband enjoying another woman’s breasts.
And then there was David. Sweet, sweet David whose tongue was just as talented as Jack’s, working her aching, throbbing, pleading clit so expertly, stopping just before she came to tongue her passage and slide a finger inside both her holes.
So she watched all three, mentally thanking Jack for the mirrors.
Jack was moaning against Amanda’s tits, and Amanda was making sloppy, stroking noises between her lips, and David was just groaning in pleasure as he ate her.
“Yeah, Jack, suck me. Bite me.” Amanda’s hand was circling wildly all over Jack’s head—in time with the one circling wildly all over her clit. “Now the other. That’s it, baby, take the other one. Pinch it. Oh, yeah, harder. Pull it.”
Her head fell back, her long brown hair caressing Debra’s stomach.
David reached up and tugged it.
Jack caught Amanda before she fell backwards, but the site of her friend arched back over her, her breasts pointing to the ceiling, Jack’s mouth covering one, his hand in the small of her back just above her ass—an ass that was brushin
g against Debra’s boobs, as Jack’s cock surged with cum in her mouth…
Debra couldn’t take it. It was too much. Too erotic. Pure fantasy, and she let the orgasm rip through her, pulsing down onto David’s mouth, clenching his fingers inside her, sucking Jack until she heard him gasp and felt the cum surge from his sac.
“Fuck, Deb, I can’t take it!” Jack wrenched himself off Amanda’s tit and grabbed the base of his cock, squeezing and trying to pull out of her mouth, but Debra wasn’t letting go. She wanted every last drop of him and Jack had a lot to give. He was so excited, so big, that she knew what this would be like for him. Occasionally she got him off like this in one explosive burst and he loved it. It wore him out, but he loved it and just because they had hours of pleasure to go didn’t mean he wasn’t going to get to enjoy this. Amanda would take care of him when he was too tired to move.
“Honey, please, I can’t—”
Oh yes, he could. And she knew just how to make him.
She curled her finger in his ass, and stroked the gland, while she bared her teeth around his rim. He couldn’t move for what her teeth would do, and he couldn’t not move for what her finger was doing. Who needed scarves to tie their lover up? All she needed was her tongue.
And then Jack came in one long, explosive burst that locked him in place, his muscles rigid—all his muscles—and it pulsed out of him as she sucked.
And then Jack rammed his dick deep into her mouth, burying it in her throat as he fell forward, bracing himself on the mattress beside her head.
Then David pulled his fingers from her quaking passage and kissed her mound before moving around on the bed. He helped Amanda out of the contortion she was in until Debra lay there naked, aching, exposed, throbbing, with Jack’s dick slipping from her lips with a soft pop as he fell to his side on the bed.
“My turn.” David knelt on all fours above Debra. “You want to suck or fuck?”
She looked up at him, her mouth still filled with her husband’s cum, and it was one of the most erotic decisions of her life. “Suck. I want to swallow you, too.”
Beside her, Jack groaned. “I gotta see this.”
“Then turn around, buddy, because I got a wad I need to blow and it’s going right in your pretty little wife.”
David plunged his dick into her mouth and Debra groaned when the gel-filled cock ring butted against her lips, that red bow tickling her nose. He was so different from her husband, but still so sexy. And he tasted amazing. Different, but amazing. She ran her tongue along his length as he pushed in and pulled out, tracing the vein as Jack liked her to do.
David apparently liked it, too. “God, yes, Deb. That’s awesome.”
It certainly was.
“Come here, Amanda.” Jack turned on the bed until he was beside Debra. “Sit on my face.”
Oh, no fair. Debra wanted to watch that and she couldn’t with David’s leg obstructing her view.
She cut the suction and released him.
“What—”
“Move around , David. Fuck my mouth from the side.”
David repositioned himself and shoved his dick back into her mouth quicker than she would have thought humanly possible. But she wasn’t about to complain because she could turn her head just enough to watch Amanda lower herself onto Jack’s mouth.
Her gaze met Debra’s. “He’s good, Deb. Really good.”
Debra nodded. She knew how good her husband was.
David hissed at the motion. “Jesus, that’s amazing
The women smiled at each other then Amanda cupped her breasts, tossed her head back, and rode Jack’s mouth.
And when David reached out to tweak Amanda’ nipple, she rode that caress, too. “Oh, yeah, that’s it, Dave. Touch me. Play with me.”
David surged into Debra’s mouth while he played with Amanda’s breasts. And then he played with Debra’s, flicking the pointed tips until they were so hard she couldn’t take it.
And then he flicked some more.
Debra didn’t know how it was possible, but she felt another orgasm coil inside her.
“Swallow, me, Debra. Take me to the hilt.” David kept up the pace, matching it to the flex of Amanda’s hips against Jack’s mouth, his dick thickening inside the constraint of the ring circling his base.
Debra’s hand crept down to her own pussy. She ached. She needed. She wanted.
Amanda reached over and replaced Debra’s fingers with hers. “Hold yourself open, Deb. Let me get you off.”
Jack arched his hips, moving himself and Amanda closer and suddenly Jack’s hand was beneath her ass, squeezing, his fingers finding her cleft. Dear God, she was going to explode.
Amanda rocked with the pleasure Jack was giving her, soft moans giving rise to longer ones as the tempo increased, and she worked Debra’s clit accordingly.
David swelled in her mouth and she tasted the first drop of pre-cum when he leaned over to suck Amanda’s nipple into his mouth.
“Oh man, yes, Dave. That’s it. Suck me.” Amanda worked Debra’s clit faster, the pressure harder. “Eat me, Jack,” she cried as the tempo picked up and Debra could hear the slapping of Jack’s balls against his thighs. Amanda’s left hand had disappeared behind her; she was probably jerking him off.
Oh, God, that image. Debra loved watching Jack get himself off, the head of his dick so dark it was almost purple before he’d finally let himself go. The surge of liquid that coated his hand and his shaft that tasted so good in her mouth—
David’s orgasm started. She could feel his balls tighten against her head, taste the saltiness that came before. Feel the tightness of his breath and the flick of his rod as the cum surged through him, that red bow tickling her chin and bottom lip now.
“Suck harder!” Amanda’s fingers were going crazy and Debra had to open her legs. Had to spread herself wide and if she could just get a dick inside her, she’d be happy.
“Ah, yes, that’s it, that’s it.” Amanda rode Jack’s face, her hips jerking in a rhythm Debra could relate to.
She sucked David harder, wanting to get him off so she could watch Jack with Amanda. Wanting to sit up and maybe even help out—rubbing Amanda’s clit while Jack tongue-fucked her.
She relaxed her throat muscles and let David slip as far down as the cock ring would allow him to go.
“Son of a—!”
He came then, jerking, throbbing, pouring himself into her mouth. She swallowed him, taking every ounce he wanted to give, running her tongue along the vein, milking it, and he groaned his approval. She approved, too. He tasted good.
But he wasn’t Jack.
No one was Jack.
Amanda moaned as she jerked up and down on Jack’s tongue and Debra knew exactly what that felt like. If it were anyone other than her dearest friend, she’d be jealous.
David slipped out of her mouth, his cock still erect in that ring, leaving a trail of salty wetness across her lips as he leaned down to kiss her, his tongue sweeping some of his cum into his mouth.
“That tastes good,” he muttered against her lips.
She nodded. “It does. Thank you.”
One more sloppy, cum-filled kiss. “No, thank you, Debra. It’s truly been a gift. Both times.”
“You’re not leaving?” She grabbed his arm. He’d left too early last time.
“No. After all, you still have to unwrap me.”
She looked at the ring still on his cock and smiled at the bow.
She did so love unwrapping presents.
“Yes, that’s it, Jack! Harder. Harder!” Amanda was bobbing on Jack, her tits bouncing, her hair falling over her face, yet still she didn’t stop rubbing Debra’s clit.
Debra removed her hand. “Finish, Amanda. Enjoy what Jack can do to a woman.”
It was what Amanda needed. She braced her hands on the bed behind her, arched herself into Jack’s mouth, and came with a long, low groan that Debra felt in her pussy.
“Holy fuck!” Amanda’s body was flush with her orgasm,
the straps of her shoes straining against her tightened thighs, the spiked heels practically digging into Jack’s legs as she rode it out.
And then David was there. His cock, still so fucking rigid from that ring, poised to take Amanda if she moved forward just a bit…
She did and David impaled her. In her ass.
Amanda braced her hands on the headboard as David’s thrusts tore her from Jack’s mouth. But Jack was right there, running his hands over her breasts, moving to suck them while David thrust up into her.
“That’s it, Amanda,” David grunted. “Take me. You want it. You’re so fucking tight.”
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” Her words were barely coherent, punctuated by moans and gasps, each one getting an answering jerk of Jack’s cock.
Jack’s cock… It was right there, hard and long and so close to David’s ass that Debra was turned on in a way she’d never been.
Would Jack and David…?
She didn’t wait to find out, though. So far she’d had two men in her mouth and a woman on her clit, but she hadn’t had anyone inside her pussy and Jack’s cock was calling to her.
She rolled over, straddled him and sank down on him.
David looked back over his shoulder. “Best holiday party ever.”
She laughed and slicked her hand down his back.
And fingered him.
His eyes rolled back and he turned back around, his thrusts harder, quicker, into Amanda.
Debra worked a finger into his ass.
David exploded again.
Amanda was practically shrieking and Jack was groaning and circling his hips and Debra was riding him, still fingering David, until suddenly, like a well-rehearsed orchestra, they all came. Jerks, groans, and a whole lot of thrusting took over until Debra wasn’t sure what was her own orgasm and what was others’ rippling through her.
Not that it mattered. She and Jack had just given each other the best gift.
Chapter 9
They needed a bigger bed.
It was the first thought Debra had when she could finally open her eyes the next morning.
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