Author’s Note: First of all, if you’ve found this story randomly, then welcome.
However, if you follow me, or even if this is your second story of mine, I want to give a brief explainer. All my stories take place in the same universe. You will see a lot of character crossover. Generally speaking, they are posted in chronological order. But each story should still be able to stand alone. And thus, you should be able to read them in whichever order you choose.
I’d also like to thank P_Anderer for graciously editing this story.
Enjoy!
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“Never have I ever had group sex.”
Aimee looked around at the other four. “Really? None of you?” she asked, putting her last finger down. “You all are making me look downright slutty.”
The group laughed.
“I mean if the shoe fits…” Phillip said, eliciting another round of laughs.
Aimee pursed her lips and made an exaggerated frown.
Beth stared at the other girl with newfound fascination. She knew Aimee was a very sexual person. Hell, Aimee flirted with everyone she met, men and women alike. Still, Beth would never have guessed she had done half the things she had admitted to tonight.
To be fair though, she didn’t know her all that well. Honestly, although they were all friends at this point, none of the group really knew one another particularly well.
The five of them were just finishing up a three-week study abroad term in Shanghai. As the only English speakers in their group, they had worked together several times throughout the course. But the program had kept them so busy, they had barely had time to actually hang out. The only reason they were free now was because they were all flying out in the morning. Back to their far corners of the globe.
And so tonight they had loaded up on cheap Chinese beer and gathered in Aimee’s dorm room to play drinking games.
There wasn’t much in the way of furniture, so they were all crowded onto the room’s one small bed. Aimee reached into one of the plastic bags next to the bed and pulled out another huge bottle of beer, refilling everyone’s cups. They had gone through two others already. “Cheers, mates,” she said in her thick kiwi accent.
Beth raised her drink, to tap it against the others’. Besides herself and Aimee, the other three were boys. Maybe it was the alcohol talking, but Beth found them each attractive in their own way.
Henri was a black guy from some university in Montreal that Beth could never pronounce right. His head was shaved bald and he spoke with a slight French lilt. He had the broad shoulders and squat, thick build of someone who had grown up playing hockey.
Phillip was almost the opposite. He was tall, and tan, and lanky with long blond hair that he was constantly running his hands through. He had chosen to go to the University of Hawaii because his only real aspiration in life was to one day be a “surf bum.”
And finally, there was Avi. He was originally from India, but went to school in London. Although he was certainly good looking, it was in a sort of mousey way, like he had never quite taken a break from studying long enough to consider himself in that light.
“Wait, you’ve really had group sex?” Avi asked Aimee, his voice full of confusion more than anything else. He ran a hand through his thick black hair. “Like, multiple people? All…just having sex?”
She gave a little shrug. “That story might have to wait for another time. Or at least until I’ve had more to drink.” Aimee was an absolutely stunning New Zealander. She had wavy brown hair cut into a cute bob. Her boobs were on the smaller size, probably not more than a B cup, but she had legs for days, and an ass that was as close to perfect as Beth had ever seen. Tonight, she was wearing a short pink dress that accented it particularly well.
“Honestly, I think it’s cool how at ease you are with your sexuality,” Beth told her. “I’ve always wished I were a little more adventurous.”
“What’s stopping you?” Phillip asked.
Beth laughed. “Mainly being mortified of what other people would think.” She had been raised in the American South by very religious parents. Her two years in college so far had given her some space to explore, but it was still sometimes hard to shake the way she was raised.
Aimee licked her lips. “I won’t tell anyone if you want to try anything out.”
Beth laughed again at her friend. That girl would flirt with anyone.
“I’m not sure you’re doing your virtue any favors,” Henri noted.
The brunette rolled her eyes. “After that game of never-have-I-ever, I think my virtue is pretty well in tatters already.” She looked back to Beth and raised her eyebrows. “You just let me know if you’re ever feeling adventurous. I’ve always had a thing for blondes.”
“You know that after tomorrow, we’ll live in different hemispheres again,” Beth replied.
Aimee cocked her head. “I guess time is of the essence then.”
Beth stared back at her nervously. She couldn’t tell if the other girl was joking or not. After their last game, it was clear that Aimee had had plenty of experience with the same sex. But Beth had only ever kissed a girl once. And that was behind a closed bedroom door when she was drunk at a party. She felt heat rise to her cheeks at the thought of experimenting in front of a group of boys. However, she was surprised to feel heat between her legs at the idea as well. Putting on a show like that would certainly qualify as adventurous.
“Sooo, what should we play next?” Avi asked, clearly sensing her embarrassment.
Aimee stared at Beth for a long moment with amusement on her face. “We could play truth or dare?” she suggested with a shrug. “Tennessee rules, of course.”
Phillip scrunched up his face. “The fuck does that mean?”
Aimee frowned. “You know, when you play with cards.”
“Aimee, sweetie,” Beth said. “I’m from Tennessee. I’ve never played truth or dare with cards.”
Aimee shrugged. “Maybe it’s just a kiwi thing.”
“But you call it Tennessee rules,” Henri pointed out.
Another shrug. “I don’t know. I thought it was like Texas hold ’em. Shit gets named after America all the time.”
“What exactly are Tennessee rules?” Avi asked.
“Well it’s like normal. You pick truth or dare. Except you also hold the three face cards. King, queen, and jack.”
“Annnnd, what do they do?” Phillip asked.
“Well you can only play each card once. For the entire game.” Aimee explained. “When you play the king, you’re the king. You make everybody do the challenge with you. So if it’s a truth, everyone has to answer the truth too. And if it’s a dare, everyone has to do it with you.”
“Wait,” Henri said. “What if we dared you to do something weird… like masturbate? And then you played the king.”
Aimee raised her eyebrows. “I guess we’d all be rubbing one out together.” She paused. “Makes you think twice about what you’ll dare someone to do, right?”
Beth felt that heat between her legs again. “And the other cards?”
“Queen means you pick a mate. Someone to do the truth or the dare with you. And jack means you get to give it to someone else. Because the jack is like a rogue.” She smiled. “He’s a rapscallion.”
Avi frowned. “This is how everyone in New Zealand plays truth or dare?”
“At least in Wellington,” Aimee replied. She flashed a glance at Beth. “So what do you say?”
Beth felt herself nodding as she heard the guys consent. She had a feeling the night was about to get interesting.
“Great, I’ll go first,” Aimee said. “Beth, truth or dare?”
Beth narrowed her eyes at Aimee. “Truth,” she answered.
Aimee smiled. “How many men have you had sex with?”
Beth felt all the eyes in the room fixate on her. “I think I want to play my jack,” she answered, feeling clever. “So I’ll turn it back to you Aimee. How many boys have you had sex with?”
Aimee rolled her eyes, and then paused to count. She had to go through all the fingers on both hands and then start over. Twice. “Twenty-eight I think. But only like five or six were really good at it. Your turn, Henri.”
The Canadian nodded his head in appreciation, before pausing to consider his turn. “Aimee, truth or dare.”
She looked him over with a coy smile. “Truth.”
“”What’s the craziest thing you’ve done with someone of the opposite sex?”
“Well, we didn’t waste any time getting back to this.” She smiled and took a sip of her beer.
“Sorry,” he replied. “You can play your jack if it makes you uncomfortable to talk about.”
She waved a hand at him dismissively. “No, it’s fine. I’ll actually play my king. I want to hear everyone’s story.” She turned to Beth. “Normally we go anticlockwise.”
Beth felt an immediate sense of panic. Her craziest story was not something she was proud of. But somewhere deep inside, she also didn’t want to start lying on basically the first round. She took a deep breath, and then a long sip of her drink, before finally nodding. “So I had this boyfriend last year who was really into exhibitionism.” She paused. “Y’all better not judge me. I’ve never actually told people about this.”
“This is a safe space,” Phillip said with a reassuring nod. And an eager smile. The others nodded their agreement.
Beth sighed again. “Well, he was constantly trying to talk me into fucking in front of people. And I was resistant…because, you know, the mortification. But also, just like, gross. Anyway, he finally wore me down. So one night I agreed to let his friend film me going down on him.” She scoffed at the memory and shook her head.
“Well don’t stop there.” Aimee said. “How was it? Did you like it?”
Beth sighed and nodded. “I did,” she said finally. “More than I thought I would, honestly.” She looked around the room hesitantly, but no one looked put off. In fact, everyone was simply leaning forward to hear what happened next, Aimee included. “Knowing someone was watching us was a huge turn on. Like, it was so hot y’all. They probably could have talked me into going further.”
“Wait, why didn’t it go further?” Aimee asked.
Beth shook her head. “Because my boyfriend came. Like all over my face. And with absolutely no warning I should add. I realize now that he was a giant douche. But after that, the moment was kind of over.” The heat between her legs turned into dampness as Beth remembered the night. After the scene, she had excused herself to the bathroom where she had fingered herself to the single most intense orgasm of her life.
“”Damn,” Henri said. Beth saw a noticeable bulge in his pants. In fact all the boys seemed to be adjusting themselves uncomfortably.
“Seems like someone has an adventurous side after all,” Aimee said, a huge grin on her face.
“Can somebody else go now? I’m dying on the inside,” Beth replied. Just because the memory turned her on didn’t mean she wanted them all to know.
The Kiwi smiled again. “Phillip?”
“Shit,” he replied. “I thought I was going to have a good story. But now it feels almost lame.”
“Don’t feel lame,” Beth encouraged, desperately needing someone to take the attention off her. “What crazy thing did you do?”
“I had sex with a girl on a beach one time. Like in public. Anyone could have seen us. It was almost dark, but there was still enough light to see. And we were both totally naked. She rode me reverse cowgirl as we watched the sunset” He chuckled. “But no one was filming.”
Aimee gave him a reassuring pat on the leg. “Maybe someone was watching from the bushes.”
“Thanks,” Phillip replied with a nod.
“I think it sounds romantic,” Beth told him.
“Henri,” Aimee asked, with an over exaggerated French accent. “How about you?”
“I don’t kiss and tell.”
“Oh fuck you,” Aimee replied. “We’re playing truth or fucking dare.”
“I didn’t get asked.”
“Shut up, these are Tennessee rules.”
Henri paused and cracked his knuckles. He stared at Aimee for a moment before answering. “Ok, I lost my virginity on an airplane.”
Beth waited for the rest of the story, but Henri didn’t didn’t go on.
“How?” she asked him, after it was clear he wasn’t going to elaborate. “Like how is that even possible? Did you go into the bathroom together? Didn’t people notice?”
“It was an overnight flight back from Hawaii.”
“Woo,” Phillip said, clearly happy that someone had simply mentioned the state where he went to school.
Henri smiled. “I was there with my girlfriend and her family. We had planned to sleep together for the first time while we were there, but then we had to share a room with her little brother. And the opportunity never came up. We were both so horny on the way back that it just kind of happened on the plane. We waited until everyone was asleep. She went to use the toilets and I waited about 5 minutes before knocking quietly.” He laughed. “I didn’t last long, but that was probably for the best. We were both pretty nervous about getting caught.”
Aimee’s eyes went wide and she glanced at the others in the group. “Damn. It’s not that slutty, but still. You lost your v-card and joined the mile high club at the same time. I tip my hat to you, sir.”
Beth shifted uncomfortably on the bed. Her panties were growing increasingly damp. She hadn’t thought about her brief stint as an exhibitionist in awhile. Or maybe it was hearing the boys’ vaguely exhibitionist stories. Either way, she was hornier than she had been in months.
Aimee turned to Avi. “How about you stud?”
He looked to the floor. “I, uh, I’ve never had…um…actually one time there was this girl. Her name was Vera. We were in Mathletes together. She was really pretty. We were both obsessed with school and our accolades, but one time, we snuck under the bleachers at a football match. We made out a little. I put my hand on her thigh. I think she might have let me go further, but…” he shrugged his shoulders. “The halftime whistle blew and we were worried we’d get caught. Things were just awkward between us after that.”
Everyone paused. Beth considered what might have been. What if the whistle hadn’t blown? What if Avi had slid his hand a little further up Vera’s thigh? Would anyone have seen?
“Dude, are you saying that’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done?” Phillip asked. “A hand on a thigh?”
Avi shrugged uncomfortably.
“You hush,” Aimee said. “Whatever the opposite of slut shaming is, don’t you do that to him. We should all aim to be so innocent.”
Even though she admired Aimee for trying to make Avi feel comfortable, Beth still felt his embarrassment. “I think that makes it your turn, Aimee,” Beth said, trying to help take the focus off Avi. “Let’s hear about this group sex.”
Aimee looked at her ruefully. She sighed. “Fine. But, this is a safe space, right? No judging?”
Everyone nodded in agreement.
She shook her head before beginning, “So, I was dating this asshole my freshman year. It wasn’t a healthy relationship. We were constantly daring each other to do more and more humiliating things. But finally, my boyfriend lost a bet. And I got to fuck him and two of his friends.”
“Wait, he lost the bet?” Phillip asked. “But he and his friends still got to fuck you?”
“Oh, they didn’t fuck me.” She smiled. “I fucked them.”
“I’m not sure I follow,” he replied.
“So, we lured them to his room.” She paused. “It wasn’t that hard admittedly, I told them I would fuck them. But once they got there, I made all three strip naked and sit on my boyfriend’s couch. And I handcuffed their hands behind their backs.” Aimee looked at the group and smiled. “All three of them sat there, totally naked and helpless. My boyfriend, in the middle. Me, fully clothed. And then I toyed with them. I stroked both of his friends’ dicks. Making sure they were good and hard. Occasionally putting my mouth to them, licking up little bits of precum.
“But never touching my boyfriend. Because he had lost the bet, right?
” And then I took off my clothes. I was sexy about it too. I danced around, knowing they couldn’t touch me. When I took my panties off, I rubbed them on my boyfriend’s face. Letting him smell how wet I was. But still not touching him.” She took a long pause and looked at the group. “Everyone still good? Nobody judging me too much?”
“Jesus Christ,” Beth heard herself mutter. “Keep going.” The boys all nodded their accent.
“So, now that I was naked, I moved to straddle the friend to the right. I teased my pussy up and down his cock a few times before finally aligning us so he’d slide into me. He moaned in pleasure as I bounced up and down a few times. But then I pulled off him.”
Aimee grinned at the group. “Just because he was an innocent bystander, didn’t mean I was going to let him cum easily. So I moved to the other friend. And did the same pussy tease before gliding him in. This time, I reached over my boyfriend and grabbed the first friend’s cock. Jerking him off while I got fucked. I got the feeling that the guy I was on was getting close, so I pulled off again and went back to the first. I switched back and forth a few times before finally I couldn’t stand it anymore.”
She paused again. “It’s about to get graphic. I want to make sure this is still a safe space.”
“Aimee,” Avi replied, shifting himself inside his pants as he spoke. “As the token virgin here, please let me live vicariously through you.”
She smiled. “So, I was horny as hell at this point. I needed someone to cum inside me. And I don’t really know why, but I chose the second friend. I climbed on top of him again. I was gentle at first. But then I started pounding my cunt against his dick. I knew he wanted to touch me, but his hands were still cuffed behind his back. And I just kept going. It wasn’t really about him. It was about me. And when I knew he was about to cum, I just let him. I fucked him as he unleashed inside of me. Then, I slid off him, my pussy full of cum, and I hopped on the first friend’s dick.
“Mind you, I still hadn’t touched my boyfriend’s cock. He was rock hard, but I was still ignoring him. I even reached across him and tugged out the last few droplets of his friend’s semen. The anticipation must have been killing him. Then the boy inside me started to spasm. I clinched down for all I was worth as he emptied himself inside me.
“And finally, two loads deep, I positioned myself over my boyfriend. There was so much cum inside me, I don’t even know how he fit in. It spilled out the sides as I lowered myself onto him. I kind of thought he would last longer. But I guess there was just too much pent up sexual tension. He came almost immediately. And maybe it was all the built up arousal, or maybe it was the fact that I had three guys’ jizz inside of me. But feeling him cum, made me cum. Very hard.”
She did a little pose with her hands under her chin and smiled. “And that. Is how I had group sex.”
At first, no one spoke. Beth stared in awe. Aimee was right. Those boys didn’t fuck her. She fucked them. It was the sexiest thing Beth had ever heard. She knew her panties had gone from damp to wet. Maybe even sopping.
“Well, no one’s going to top that,” Henri said, his French accent finally cutting the tension.
Aimee tilted her head. “I mean, you guys all already went.”
“Yeah,” Henri said, staring at her with clear lust. “I guess I just mean…damn.”
“Seconded,” Avi said, holding up a hand like he was in model UN or something. “Damn.”
“Thirded?” Phillip said. “If that’s a word?”
“Yeah, fourthed,” Beth said.
“Alright, alright you guys,” Aimee replied. “I fucked a bunch of dudes. Let’s carry on, shall we? I believe it’s Phillip’s turn.”
He turned to look at the Canadian. “Henri, truth or dare?”
“Ummm.” he shook his head, clearly trying to bring himself back to the moment. “Truth?” he asked before shaking his head again. “No, I think we’ve had enough of that. How about a dare?”
“I dare you to take off your shorts.”
Henri snapped his eyes back to the Hawaiian. “Dude. What the fuck?”
Phillip shrugged. “Just play your jack.”
Henri raised his eyebrows as he glanced back and forth between Beth and Aimee. Then he paused and smiled, tossing his king into the middle of their circle. “Tennessee rules, right?”
“Wait,” Phillip said, his voice edged with panic. “I’m not actually wearing underwear.”
“Well, looks like we’re about to get a show then,” Aimee replied with a grin.
Phillip glanced around the room, looking for support.
“Sorry man,” Henri told him. “Rules are rules.” He stood up and slid his shorts down. He was clearly hard, but his briefs kept his dick pressed tightly to the side of one leg. Still, it did little to hide the outline of his erection. Aimee made no effort to hide her stares. Neither did Beth for that matter. Henri had to be at least 8 inches long.
Avi went next. He was clearly embarrassed, but his loose boxers hid most of his arousal, especially once he sat back down and crossed his legs.
Then it was Beth’s turn. There was another brief bit of hesitation. It felt like her own personal crossing of the Rubicon.
‘You want to be more adventurous,’ she reminded herself.
She took a quick swig of beer and stood up. She was briefly glad that she had chosen to wear a sexy pink thong. But her relief was short lived as she slid her skirt down to reveal the wet spot between her legs. The light pink fabric was clearly stained dark pink where it had touched the juices leaking from her cunt. Hell, even the bed was a little damp where she had been sitting. She sat back down quickly, hoping the others didn’t notice.
Aimee winked at her before turning to the group with a shrug. “I’d be happy to take off my shorts.” She paused to stand, and briefly pulled up her dress, flashing them all a view of the black panties she wore. “Unfortunately, I’m not wearing any.” She smiled and sat back on the bed, still fully clothed.
“That feels like cheating,” Phillip mumbled.
“Rules are rules,” Aimee replied with a shrug. “Your turn though.”
Beth turned to watch Phillip as he stood up. He looked at the group with a frown, but then began hesitantly tugging his basketball shorts down. When the waistband got low enough, his dick sprang up out of his pants. He wasn’t as big as Henri, maybe 6 or 7 inches. But, he was completely clean shaven. Beth nodded in approval; she liked a man that was well groomed. Phillip kicked off his shorts, and sat back down on the bed. At first, he tried to hide his erection, but it quickly proved a futile attempt. Instead, he just leaned back propping himself up on his elbows behind him, dick straight up in the air like a flagpole. “Alright,” he said. “I think that makes it Avi’s turn.”
“Um, Aimee, I guess, truth or dare?”
“Dare,” she replied, rolling her eyes. “Why do I feel like I’m about to touch your dick?”
Avi’s eyes went wide as color filled his cheeks. “What? No. I, um, I was just going to dare you to do a strip tease for us. Like you did for your boyfriend and his friends.”
She raised her eyebrows. “You want to see me naked, huh?”
When Avi spoke, his cute British voice was full of hesitation. “You’re just the only one fully clothed is all. You…you don’t have to.”
She smiled at his trepidation. “No, I guess that seems fair.” Her eyes flashed to Phillips’s crotch. “All things considered.”
As Aimee stood up, all three boys sat a little straighter, their eyes glued to her body. Even Beth found herself staring at the other woman with a lusty gaze. The anticipation of a private strip show was making her hornier than she already was. She didn’t know if her panties would make it.
Aimee paused. “However,” she added. “I don’t think I can do it alone and I do still have a queen to play.” She arched an eyebrow at Beth. “So what do you say hot stuff? Want to give these boys a show?”
Beth stammered for a second. “I…I guess rules are rules,” she managed eventually.
Aimee leaned over to grab a beer from the bag next to Phillip. She cracked it and took a long drink before handing the bottle over to Beth. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath before finally nodding.
“Do you want me to play some music or anything?” Henri asked.
Aimee shook her head. “Somehow that feels weirder.” With that she started moving her hips slowly from side to side, dancing slowly in a circle. When her back was turned to the bed where the rest of them sat, she reached behind herself to pull her dress up and over her head in one smooth motion. Her black bra matched the underwear they had briefly seen earlier. But all Beth could focus on was Aimee’s glorious ass. It was every bit as nice as she had imagined. Like two perfect globes bouncing beside each other. The thong she wore plunged between her ass cheeks, disappearing almost immediately from view. Like a stripper, Aimee dropped into a squat, so low her ass almost touched the floor. She grabbed her ankles, and slowly lifted her behind into the air until her toned legs were straight and she was bent over at the waist. The new position spread her cheeks apart enough that they could all see the fabric of her thong pressed tightly against her asshole and pussy.
With another shake of her hips, Aimee stood back up, and turned to face her audience. She ran one hand over the bra that hid her perky tits while the other hand dropped to gently caress the triangle of cotton that covered her crotch. The color of her thong hid it better, but Beth could tell Aimee was as wet as she was.
She locked eyes with Beth, and started dancing her way around the bed to get to her, gyrating her hips as she went. She passed by Phillip first, and ran one finger up his naked leg. She got as far as his inner thigh, just inches from his balls, before pulling her hand away. She passed Henri next and lightly caressed his back. When she reached Avi, she took his hand and placed it along her inner thigh. Controlling his wrist, she moved his hand higher until his fingertips were just barely touching the fabric over her pussy.
His eyes were as wide as they could go. Aimee winked at him. “Now, you’ve done more than touch a girl’s thigh.”
She let his hand go and turned her attention to Beth. “Let’s get that shirt off, gorgeous.” She closed the gap between them, and reached behind Beth to grab her t-shirt. As she pulled it up and over her head, Beth raised her arms, letting the other girl remove her top. Aimee leaned in close as she did so. “You’re so fucking hot,” Beth whispered in her ear.
“I think you’re dirtier than you seem,” Aimee replied in her sultry, lilting accent.
Beth felt her breasts jiggle free as the shirt came off. At 30C, they were more than a handful for most guys.
“Damn girl.” Aimee gazed at her chest. “You’re like the dictionary definition of voluptuous.” She wrapped her hands around Beth’s back to undo the bra clasp. Beth shrugged her shoulders to help the other girl remove the garment.
And then her boobs were free. Just naked for all of them to see. Aimee ran her hands over Beth’s breasts, gently caressing them, lightly teasing her very erect nipples. Beth couldn’t help the moan that escaped from her lips. Somehow, knowing that the boys were watching made it more intense.
“Seems like someone isn’t so mortified after all.” Aimee looked at Beth with lust in her eyes. “My turn now.” She thrust out her chest, presenting her ebony bra.
“You want me to just take it off?” Beth whispered.
“Honey, you’re already topless and we still have our panties to go.”
Beth nodded her head. She hooked her hands around the other girl’s back, fumbling for the bra clasp, but she couldn’t get it off. Even though she had taken her own off thousands of times, now the angle was different. Beth felt foolishly like a guy. It took three tries before finally managing to undo the clasp.
As she pulled Aimee’s bra off, she stared in wonder. The other girl’s tits weren’t that impressive from a size standpoint. But they were perky and cute. For a moment it was only the two of them. Beth, for once, didn’t think about anything else. They were just two girls exploring each other’s bodies. She put her mouth on Aimee’s breasts. Taking her tongue to one nipple at a time, gently exploring the other girl’s bosom with her mouth.
Aimee let out a low moan. “We have to finish this dare,” she said briefly. “Then you can do whatever you want.”
Beth shook her head, and the reality of the situation came flooding back to her. She was licking another girl’s boobs in front of three boys. One of whom was naked. The mortification rolled in instantly. Beth flashed her eyes at the group, wary of judgment, but instead only found appreciation and longing.
“I think we owe the boys one more thing.” Aimee hooked her fingers in the waistband of her thong. “Together?” she asked.
The moment came too soon. Beth wasn’t ready to let go of it being just the two of them. Still, she nodded and grabbed a hold of her own thong. They were uncomfortably wet anyway.
The girls pulled down their underwear simultaneously. Beth tried to hide a laugh when she saw they had shaved themselves with identical landing strips. It was like they had called themselves the night before to see what the other was wearing. Finally, they turned to the boys, completely naked, and settled themselves back onto the bed.
Phillip was openly stroking himself as he stared at the sight before him. Beth watched in fascination as his hand traveled up and down his dick, knowing she was on display. Knowing that it was her body, at least in part, that was causing this reaction. It reminded her of the night she had blown her boyfriend on camera. Except this time, she was with people she liked. Beth spread her legs open a bit to give Phillip a better view.
Once again, none spoke for a bit before Aimee finally broke the tension. “I think that makes it your turn now, Beth.”
Beth stared back at Aimee, admiring and appreciating the other girl’s naked body. “Truth or dare?” she asked.
Aimee put her hand to her chest in mock surprise. “I just want it noted that I’ve been picked far more than everyone else.”
“It’s probably because of your story where you fucked those three dudes,” Phillip said, continuing to stroke himself.
Aimee looked at him and pursed her lips.
“What? It was super fucking hot,” he explained. “I’m just saying it makes sense.”
Aimee rolled her eyes and looked back to Beth. She smiled and said, “Truth.”
For a moment Beth panicked. She was expecting Aimee to say dare. She had a really good dare picked out. But instead, Aimee had picked ‘truth.’
Beth blurted the first thing that came to her mind. “I really want to make out with you.” Beth tried to look her in the eyes, but knew her gaze kept drifting to the other girl’s pussy.
“I don’t know how Americans play the game, but I think I’m supposed to do the truth. Not you.”
Beth felt her cheeks flush. “Right. Um…I guess I meant, do you want to make out with me?” Beth knew she must be bright red. She felt like a 7th grader asking if a crush liked her.
Fortunately, Aimee only laughed and gave her a coy nod. “It feels like the rules are starting to break, but…” she paused to stare Beth directly in the eyes. “Sure, for my truth, you’re welcome to kiss me.” She spread her legs a little wider and grinned. “Wherever you want.”
Beth stared at her for a moment. This whole scenario was ridiculous. She was completely naked. About to kiss another girl who was also naked. In front of boys who were mainly naked. And yet, all she wanted was to run her tongue over every single bit of Aimee’s body. Somewhere in the back of her mind, the mortification of the moment was still there. But knowing that the boys weren’t judging her – that they were actually turned on – somehow made the whole thing hotter.
Beth moved to straddle Aimee, fully aware that she was pressing her wet pussy against the other girl’s leg. She forced her tongue deep into Aimee’s mouth as she ground her crotch against her thigh. Beth put her hands on Aimee’s breasts as she explored her mouth with her tongue, hesitantly at first, but then more passionately, as their tongues danced together. They made out for another moment, before Aimee’s boobs proved too tempting. Beth left a trail of soft kisses down Aimee’s neck before reaching her breasts. She fondled them gently, circling her tongue over one nipple and then the other. And then that wasn’t enough either. The smell of vagina called her mouth lower. She had never gone down on a girl before. But tonight, it felt like a forgone conclusion.
Aimee’s back was against the wall where the headboard would be if they were in a nicer place. Her legs were spread wide like an invitation. Beth got down in front of her on all fours, her ass up in the air towards the boys all sitting at the foot of the bed. She knew she was giving them a view straight up her snatch, but she didn’t care. Let them look.
Aimee was wet enough that she could have gone more quickly, but Beth wanted to take her time. She lightly kissed around her outer labia, before slipping a tongue into her slit. The aroma was weirdly similar to her own, but also different. Distinct. Her tongue found Aimee’s clit, and she flicked it up and down. Aimee arched her back in response. Beth kept going, sucking in the juices of Aimee’s pleasure. As her tongue continued its work, she slid a hand to Aimee’s pussy. It was so wet that she easily slid two fingers inside. Aimee gasped in response, thrusting herself against Beth’s fingers. That put Beth over the edge. She needed to make this girl cum. She intensified the action with her mouth, running her tongue up and down Aimee’s clit, as she continued to fuck her with her fingers. The wet, musky smell of Aimee’s vagina filled her nostrils as the other girl began taking deep gulps of breaths in and out.
Beth had literally never been more turned on in her life. She knew her own pussy was dripping. And she knew the boys were watching. And still she kept going on Aimee’s clit, tonguing it and sucking on it for all she was worth.
It didn’t take long until Aimee cried out. “Fuck me, I’m cumming,” she said, her pelvis bucking against Beth’s hands and face as she moaned with pleasure.
Finally, Aimee patted her on the head. “Holy shit,” she said, her voice breathless. “I need a break.”
Beth came up for air to see Aimee smiling. The other girl leaned in to kiss her on the mouth. “You’re very good at eating pussy,” she whispered softly in her ear. “I’ve never cum that hard in my life.”
Beth shifted to sit back down at the head of the bed next to Aimee, her lips and cheeks covered in the other girl’s fluids. She started to cross her legs out of some deeply ingrained habit of modesty, but realized that seemed silly now. She looked over to see Aimee still had her legs splayed open wide, her pussy and thighs glistening with moisture. Beth left her legs open too. She even let a hand drift down to softly finger her own clit. After her last performance, her vagina was on fire. And if Phillip could openly play with himself, then why not her?
Aimee turned to face the boys. “Ok. Fuck.” She took a deep breath and let it out with a sigh. “I guess that makes it my turn. Um, how about you Henri. Truth or dare?”
The Canadian smiled. “I’ll go with a dare.”
Aimee’s gaze shifted down to his crotch, where his briefs were doing a poor job of containing his massive erection. “I think it’s time to give you some relief,” she said. “I dare you to masturbate for us.”
Henri paused and looked at the two guys sitting on either side of him, clearly trying to decide if that made it weird or not. Philip, meanwhile, was still casually stroking his own cock, his eyes glued to the two vaginas laid out before him. Henri chuckled and shrugged. “Rules are rules, I guess. But I’ll play my queen. It looks like surfer-boy here could use some relief too.”
Phillip looked over and nodded his head. “Thanks man. I was worried it’d be weird if I just randomly came on accident.”
Henri laughed again and tugged off his underwear to reveal his giant black cock. Beth was transfixed. It was longer and thicker than any penis she had seen in real life. It had to be nine inches long. Beth rubbed her clit a little harder trying to imagine what it would feel like inside of her.
“Come on,” Phillip groaned as he glanced over. “How am I supposed to compete with that?”
Henri smiled and was about to reply, but Avi cut in first. “Can a queen have two mates?” he asked. “I feel like I need some relief myself.”
Aimee laughed out loud. “Do rules mean nothing to you people?”
Avi’s cheeks flushed. “It’s just that…well, that was basically the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Basically?” Aimee asked with mock outrage.
Avi held up his hands. “Ok, it was far and away the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Like, nothing else has ever come close.”
Aimee nodded her head. “That’s more like it.”
“Well I vote yes,” Beth replied, shifting her hips slightly to give Avi a better view of her pussy.
“Why not?” Aimee replied. “Take those boxers off. Nobody wants to be the only one with clothes still on.”
Avi pulled off his shorts and his brown dick sprung free like the others. Maybe it was just his innocence that had fooled her, but he was bigger than Beth expected. Not as huge as Henri. But still at least seven inches.
Beth stared at them all as they ran their hands up and down their cocks. She had to suppress a giggle. There was a white guy, a black guy, and an Indian guy all jacking off in front of her. It was like some sort of weirdly erotic promotional ad for diversity.
As the boys all sat there, stroking their dicks, Beth began fingering herself even harder. There was something intensely erotic about the fact that she and Aimee had this power over them. It was their vaginas that were so thoroughly turning the guys on.
Aimee looked over to see Beth still massaging her clit. She moved her hand to Beth’s thigh. “Let me,” she said. “I feel like I owe you. Plus it will help the boys. Two birds with one stone.” She paused and laughed. “Or four birds I guess.” With that, she gently removed Beth’s hand and replaced it with her own. She lightly traced her fingers up and down Beth’s pussy, before dipping a finger into the crevasse of her slit. She brushed against Beth’s clit and Beth felt a wave of electricity pass through her body. Aimee ran a finger down to her love canal and slid a finger easily inside, before pulling it out. “Damn girl,” she whispered. “If you’re this wet just from going down on me, I’m flattered.” Aimee reached her other hand over to spread apart Beth’s labia, baring wide the entrance to her vagina.
As the three guys stared on, hungrily jerking themselves off to the sight of Beth’s spread pussy lips, Aimee slid two fingers deep inside her. Beth gasped in response. She had always thought of herself as more of a clit girl, but suddenly she had no doubts she could cum like this if Aimee kept going. “Holy fuck,” she said to the brunette. “Don’t stop.”
Aimee smiled and began sliding her fingers slowly in and out of Beth’s dripping pussy. Beth moaned and tried to control her breathing as she watched the boys run their hands up and down their cocks. All eyes were fixated on her crotch as Aimee continued fingering her.
Beth knew she was about to cum, but Phillip beat her to it. “Oh shit,” was his only announcement as a stream of jizz shot from the tip of his dick. It flew across the bed and landed on Aimee’s right foot.
“Dude, what the fuck?” Aimee asked with a giggle, as she continued fucking Beth’s cunt with her fingers.
“Sorry, Aimee,” Phillip said, as he continued pumping. “It was an accident.” But then the second shot of cum left his dick and landed on top of the first. As did the third. Finally by the fourth, he was losing steam. Everything else landed on the bed between them, but Aimee’s foot was covered with cum.
Before he was even all the way finished, Beth laid her head back against the wall. “Holy fuck, I’m cumming too,” she said. “Don’t stop.”
Aimee picked up her pace, fingering Beth even harder. “Didn’t peg you as someone with a foot fetish.”
She could hardly think straight through her orgasm. “It’s not really that,” Beth managed to get out as she gestured vaguely in a circle. “It’s just all of this. It’s so hot.” But then the orgasm kept going and she could only moan in response.
Then it was Avi’s turn. “Oh shit here I go.”
Beth turned her head to see a rope of semen shoot out. His dick was angled differently from Phillip, so his cum just sort of shot up into the air before plopping back down in his own thigh. His eyes never left Beth’s pussy as he continued to stroke himself dry.
Only Henri was left. Beth’s orgasm had subsided, and Aimee had slowed down her pace back to a gentle in and out. Beth looked at Phillip with a smile. “Let’s cum at the same time.” She glanced over to Aimee, briefly admiring the beautiful brunette. “Will you keep that up with your fingers, but put your thumb on my clit while you go?”
“Yes ma’am.”
Beth turned back to Phillip, her eyes drifting to his muscular arms. “Alright,” she told him. “I want you to stare at Aimee’s fingers and pretend instead that it’s your big black dick inside me just pumping away.” She paused to stare at his cock before going on. “That’s what I’m thinking about anyway.”
Phillip raised his eyebrows.
Even though she had just cum, saying something so overly dirty put her close to the edge again. “That’s right,” she responded. “Right now, I’m just picturing that giant cock of yours inside me, filling me up and stretching me out.”
She never would have guessed how much it would turn her on to say things like that to a guy. In front of onlookers no less.
Phillip began to pick up his pace, as did Aimee.
“Oh shit, I’m close,” Beth said. “Just imagine my pussy wrapped around your dick.”
Finally, the Canadian couldn’t last any longer. He raised his hips up as he came, pointing himself right at Beth.
“Fuck, honey me too.” Beth murmured as her second orgasm gripped her.
Semen exploded out of his dick and shot across the bed. The first shot landed on her upper thigh right next to Aimee’s hand as Beth moaned in pleasure. Aimee kept going and so did Henri. The second shot landed a little short of the first, but still on Beth’s thigh. The third landed on her knee, and the fourth on her shin. It was like Henri was leaving a little breadcrumb trail of cum all the way down her leg.
Eventually, Beth patted Aimee’s hand and nodded her appreciation before letting out a long sigh. She and the boys sat quietly for a long moment, content to enjoy their post organic bliss.
“Wow, you all, that was hot,” Aimee said. “I’ve done a lot of things, but I’ve never watched four people cum at the same time.” She glanced down at her foot. “And some of them on me.”
“It was an accident,” Phillip said weakly.
“You hit the same spot three times in a row.”
“It was…an accurate accident?”
“Mmmhmm,” Beth mumbled, as she grabbed a handful of sheets to wipe off her foot. She looked over at Beth’s leg. “You want me to clean you up too?”
Beth felt like she could still barely think straight. “Just leave it,” she said, waving a hand dismissively. “I’d take a refill though,” she said, reaching for her cup.
“Yeah me too, actually,” Aimee replied. “Beer all around.”
After she had refilled them all, the group quietly sipped their drinks as they admired one another’s naked bodies. “Well shit, what now?” Phillip asked eventually.
“I think it’s your turn,” Aimee replied.
“Fuck, are we still going?” he asked.
“I guess we can be done if you want.”
“No, I just figured…” He looked around and smiled. “Yeah, let’s keep going.” Phillip glanced from person to person before his mouth curved up in a grin. “I can’t help but notice that Avi is still a virgin.”
Avi sat up straighter and cocked his head. Beth felt herself sit up straighter as well. Was Phillip actually suggesting what she thought he was?
“That wasn’t a truth or a dare.” Aimee said. “You guys are really terrible at this game.”
Phillip laughed. “Ok, then. I dare someone to change that.”
“Those still aren’t the rules,” Aimee said, mainly under her breath.
“Well I don’t want to dare someone to do it if they don’t want to,” Phillip replied.
Beth and Aimee turned to look at each other, trying to figure out just how far each was willing to go. Beth realized, as she stared into the other girl’s eyes, that Aimee probably wouldn’t have any qualms with it. But she wasn’t so sure about herself. Could she actually fuck someone with an audience? Sure, she had just gone down on a girl and then been fingered while three boys looked on and masturbated. And actually, yeah, she deeply enjoyed both of those things. And, not only that, but she was still horny. She wanted things to go further. She wanted to see where this night would end if she just completely let go. And maybe this was a safe space after all. Maybe this group of people was just special. Maybe she really could fuck Avi while the others watched.
But then Aimee spoke. “We could do it together?”
Beth shook her head. She had gotten lost in her head. “Wait, what?” Did Aimee just say together? “How would that even work?” she asked.
“We could take turns until he cums.”
“Take turns…fucking him?”
“I mean as long as he’s ok with that.” She raised her eyebrows suggestively at Avi.
Even though he had just cum, his dick was already beginning to show signs of life again. “I mean, if you’re asking for my permission, the answer is certainly yes. I can’t actually believe any of this is happening in real life.”
Amy turned her eyes back to Beth and gave the same suggestive eyebrow raise. “What do you say?”
The implications of it were ridiculous. “You want me to gang bang this boy with you? In front of an audience?”
“You always said you wanted to be more adventurous.” Beth smiled a ridiculously sexy smile. “Just think of the story he’ll get to tell in future games of truth or dare.”
Beth looked at Avi, his penis was now fully hard from the conversation. She looked at Aimee, whom she had already gone down on in front of a crowd. She looked at the other two boys, who could only be described as wide eyed, anxious to see what would happen next.
It was stupid and ridiculous and absurd. But the answer was already obvious. She was going to fuck this boy. With another girl. In front of friends. And she was excited. The idea of having people watch was extraordinarily erotic. She realized that not only was she willing to do this, she wanted it. Maybe even needed it.
And she was wet. Well, wetter, if that was possible.
As she nodded her consent, a random thought popped into her head. Was she bi now? She had always thought of herself as straight. But she had definitely enjoyed going down on another woman. And now she was excited to fuck a dude. So that made her bi, right? Just by process of elimination?
“Who do you want to fuck first?” Aimee asked, speaking to Avi.
“Ummm.” His eyes were wide as if he still couldn’t believe this were happening. “Beth, I guess.” His voice was almost a squeak.
It was dumb, but Beth felt a slight feeling of pride. He had picked her. Over the bastion of sexuality that was Aimee, he had picked Beth. She was going to take his virginity.
Aimee made a pouty face. “Well, as the rules of this game have gone quickly downhill, I declare that you have to finger me while she fucks you.”
Despite his obvious arousal, he frowned. “Are you playing your queen?”
Aimee rolled her eyes. “Look, I love rules as much as the next person. But, like, does it actually matter anymore?”
He shook his head. “No, I guess not.”
“Why don’t you come over to the head of the bead between us,” Aimee said to him. “I think you’ll be more comfortable.”
He moved quickly to follow her orders. After he got into position, Aimee took his hand and guided it to her cunt.
Avi stared at his hands touching her pussy with a grin on his face. His dick stood straight in the air. He began rubbing his thumb over her clit with one hand as he probed her entrance with the other, tentatively sliding one finger inside.
Aimee let out a moan as he did so. “Just like that,” she breathed out, as she looked over to Beth. “Your turn.”
Beth felt her cheeks flush. This was really happening. She stared at Avi for a moment as he fingered Aimee. She glanced at the two other boys. Both watched with rapt attention, their dicks also growing hard again. Beth nodded to herself and took a deep breath. She raised to a kneeling position and draped one leg over Avi’s hips so that she straddled him cowgirl-style. She reached down to grab his dick and position it correctly before lowering herself so that his cock was pressed firmly against her pussy lips.
Even as he continued to finger Aimee, he locked eyes with Beth. She reached a hand out to brush it against his cheek, and lowered herself onto him. Avi gasped as she did so. She was so turned on, the head of his cock easily slid in. Beth felt herself inhale deeply as well, her vagina yielding to him. She began moving up and down, slowly easing more and more of him into her. Finally she thrust all the way down, his cock completely enveloped inside her body. Between the natural act of having sex and the thought of doing it with onlookers, it was almost embarrassing how close she was to orgasm again. She knew that if she allowed herself, she would keep fucking him until they both came. But that felt rude to Aimee. She gave herself a few more good up-and-down thrusts with her pelvis, reveling in the sensation of his dick inside her. But, then she raised up until Avi’s dick came out with a sucking sound. Beth looked to Aimee. “I think that makes it your turn. I don’t want to hog all the pleasure.”
Aimee leaned in to kiss her briefly on the lips. “You’re very kind,” she said. “A lesser woman would have kept going.” She looked at Avi. “I think it would only be polite if you fingered her now.”
“This is just the greatest night of my life,” he replied.
Beth considered it for a moment. “Actually,” Beth replied, looking at Avi. “How would you like to eat my pussy while she fucks you?” The vulgarity of her statement was shocking even to her. But this was Beth letting go. This was her finally shaking off her fear. And if she couldn’t have a dick in her, she at least wanted a tongue.
Avi nodded his head excitedly at Beth’s proposal.
The girls traded places, but only sort of. Beth moved to straddle Avi’s face. While Aimee moved on top of him in reverse cowgirl, so that she was facing the other two boys at the foot of the bed.
Unlike when it was Beth’s turn where she went slowly, Aimee slammed her cunt against Avi’s cock, burying him deep inside her. Avi only grunted in response. But his tongue went wild on Beth’s clit, flicking up and down, and every which way.
Aimee raised herself up and slammed herself back down. Avi’s tongue went crazy again on Beth’s pussy. She leaned forward and kissed the back and side of Aimee’s neck, wanting to worship this girl as they both fucked Avi.
It didn’t take long before Beth couldn’t take it anymore. For his first time, Avi was surprisingly good at eating pussy. “Holy shit, I’m close,” she said, reaching behind herself to grab a hold of his hair. “Don’t you dare stop.” As he kept going, Beth came. Loudly.
“Fuck, me too,” Aimee said, jamming her pussy onto his cock. After a moment, she was moaning as hard as Beth.
“Shit, I think I’m close too,” Avi said.
Aimee immediately paused. “Ah ah ah,” she told him. “We say when you can cum. And we promised we’d trade back and forth. We’ve only done one trade, and that barely counts.” She pulled herself off him and looked at Beth. “I think you should finish him off.”
“Thank you,” Beth mouthed, as they switched positions again.
Avi was still on his back and Beth lowered herself into him. She breathed a deep sigh as his penis slid into her. She needed this. Maybe she had always needed this. She wanted to fuck this boy until he came. And she wanted to do it while people were watching.
Beth humped herself up and down his cock, as Aimee grabbed one of his hands and put it back to her vagina. He moaned loudly and Beth knew he was close. But she kept going. She wanted to feel him cum inside her. She timed her rhythm to his breathless moans.
Suddenly, Avi cried out and his whole body shuddered. Beth felt his dick pulse as he released streams of jism deep inside her cunt. She had lost count of how many orgasms she had had so far, but she was close to another. She kept riding him as hard as she could, rising almost all the way off his cock, before slamming herself back down, all the while feeling him continue to cum inside her. Just as his orgasm was beginning to subside, she felt the waves of her own wash over her. She ground her pussy against his dick in sheer ecstasy. It wasn’t until he started going soft inside her, that she finally stopped. As she rolled off onto the bed, a combination of their collective juices started leaking out of her. Distantly, she realized she probably ought to do something about that. But, at the moment, she was too spent to move. She could feel his cum dripping out of her vagina, spilling down her taint, pooling in her ass cheeks. It was only then that Beth realized she still had Henri’s cum on her, dried to her leg after he had jacked off on her.
As she laid there, legs splayed wide for all to see, she laughed. “Never have I ever had so much cum on me.” She held up a full hand of fingers, and put her thumb down. The boys all laughed and Beth noticed the other two were sitting with dicks rock hard again.
Avi, meanwhile, was lying with his back against the wall in post-coital bliss, still idly playing with Aimee’s vagina.
“Keep that up,” she told him. “It feels nice.”
He slid a finger inside her as his thumb massaged her clit, just as he had seen her do to Beth.
Aimee breathed out heavily. “Fuck, just like that,” she whispered. She moaned softly as he continued.
Beth smiled back at her and sat up. “Ok, I’m going to go get cleaned up. As I mentioned, I’m just covered in cum.”
As she walked to the bathroom and got a towel to clean herself off, Beth remarked upon the evening. Never, in a thousand years, would she have guessed things would have gone down like this. She had eaten pussy. She had watched three guys masturbate. And she had taken a boy’s virginity. With another girl. All in front of a crowd. And those were just the highlights. Even thinking back on what had happened so far, she was leaving several things out. She had done things she would have never thought herself capable. And she was pleased. This would be a night she would remember forever. And she was honestly sad she wouldn’t get to see these people again.
Beth left the bathroom still completely naked to find Aimee blowing Henri, his black dick deep in the back of her throat. Her ass was in the air, pointed at Phillip to let him play with her pussy.
Beth felt a weird moment of jealousy. Obviously, she had no claim on Henry. He didn’t belong to her. None of them did. And yet, she had meant what she said. She did wonder what his dick would feel like inside of her. She did want to fuck him. And Aimee had heard all those things. And here she was blowing him regardless.
Aimee looked up, Henri’s cock still in her mouth. She must have read the look on Beth’s face because she pulled up and gave Beth a sympathetic look. “Oh honey, no,” she said in her lilting kiwi accent. “I know you want to fuck him too. I was just getting him ready for you.” She took Henri’s cock and pointed it towards Beth. “I’ll even let you have the first go.”
Beth smiled at Aimee’s kindness. Despite her jealousy just moments ago, she now wondered if her pussy could even take it. She had already had four orgasms. Maybe five? She wouldn’t be able to walk tomorrow. That was a given. But then all she had to do was ride on an airplane for twenty hours. No walking involved.
She crossed the room to the bed and put her lips to Henri’s cock as Aimee continued to hold it. Slowly she lowered her head to take him all the way into his mouth. He barely fit there, how was he possibly going to go inside her? Only one way to find out, she figured. She pulled his dick out of her mouth and, using his dick like a tiller, directed him to stand. Beth lay back on the bed and spread her legs wide. She looked at Henri deep in the eyes. “Don’t go slow,” she told him. “Bury yourself in me in one stroke.”
He nodded, grabbing his dick and lining it up with her love hole. He rubbed it up and down her slit one time before plunging himself inside her as deep as he could go. Beth came immediately, crying out a string of curse words. It felt like his dick was occupying more space than she had available. Filling her up and stretching her out more than she would have guessed was possible.
Henri left his cock there for a moment. Beth knew that her eyes were wide and she could barely catch her breath. He pulled himself almost all the way out and drove in deep again. She felt like a glass jar being filled with…well, something that wouldn’t fit inside. She was having trouble thinking straight. The point was that she was close to shattering.
Beth’s eyes rolled back as she came again. Or maybe it was just a continuation of the previous orgasm. She honestly couldn’t tell at this point. He began fucking her in earnest, thrusting hard with each stroke. Beth continued cumming. Each orgasm rolling into the next. Just one long string of pleasure.
She looked over to see Aimee on her back in the same position, legs spread wide, as Phillip pounded his dick in and out of her, his balls making rhythmic slapping sounds.
Aimee leaned over and kissed her deeply, their tongues fucking each other’s mouths, every bit at deeply as the boys were fucking their pussies.
“Would you mind if we switched for a moment?” Beth asked her. She didn’t know if she could keep up this intensity of pleasure.
Aimee smiled at her. “Gladly,” she replied, her tongue darting out to lick Beth’s lips. “Come here, Henri,” she said. “You’re the only one who hasn’t been inside me tonight.”
Both boys smiled at each other and swapped spots. As Phillip put the head of his dick against Beth’s cunt and pressed inward, she sighed with relief. It was like she had been drinking from a fire hose, but now was taking a sip of cool water. It was still enjoyable, maybe even more enjoyable in its own way. What had been an overwhelming assault on the senses was now simply pleasant. Next to her, Aimee was screaming out the word fuck over and over.
Beth ran her fingers lightly over Phillip’s chest. “I want you to cum inside me,” she told him. “Don’t stop until I tell you to.”
He nodded his head and leaned forward to grab a breast gently in each hand as he thrust himself into her. She let out a deep sigh, just enjoying the sensation of her pussy filled with dick. Beside her, Aimee continued to yell out a string of expletives, actively thrusting her cunt against his cock so that every stroke hit harder.
Beth sighed and leaned her head back. Behind her, Avi sat, simply smiling at the scene. She reached back to wrap one hand around his dick. He was mainly soft, but she pumped it gently anyway. She locked eyes with him and blew him a little kiss as Phillip continued to fuck her.
Next to her, Aimee cried out. “Holy fuck, I’m cumming,” she screamed. “Don’t stop fucking me until I can’t feel feelings anymore.”
With one hand still reached behind her head to stroke Avi’s cock, Beth turned her gaze back to Phillip. “You can cum whenever you’d like, but you’re not allowed to stop until you go soft inside me,” she told him with a wink.