Smut Til You Drop by T.J. Holland

around her waist now and her breasts were exposed. Her wet
hair was dripping down her right breast and her face was turned to
the ceiling as she was lost in the moment. I picked up the towel
again, had her stand up in front of me with her towel falling to
the floor and began to trace the drips from her hair down her right
breast, past her waist, to her thigh. Then I dropped the towel in
my hand, reached out and traced another drip with my finger. Then,
with my tongue. I was sitting on the bed with her standing in front
of me and me kissing her naked body. Both the boys were sitting in
their chairs watching the show. Chris’s towel now looked more like
a tent and Sonny’s boxers had also found a sudden rise in
height. 
    I pulled Michelle closer
to me as I began to kiss her beneath her belly button. Michelle was
shaved clean. She hated pubic hair and said it wasn’t good for
anything but getting stuck in your teeth. I had to agree that there
was something satisfying about being able to see where you are
going. I licked at her pale pink lips and she shuddered. I pulled
them apart with my hands and licked again. This time she gasped. I
took one hand and shifted it so that while her lips were spread far
apart, one my fingers could also get nice and warm inside her. I
inserted my finger just as my tongue once again touched her clit.
She made a noise I couldn’t quite describe but it was clearly a
sign that I was doing something right. I began to suck and nibble
and pull on her clit as my finger was joined by a few more. She was
grabbing her own breasts and riding my hand and pushing her snatch
into my face . She
was about to cum and I was able to experience my first female
orgasm that was not my own. I began fucking her harder with my
fingers and sucking her clit with all I had. She was trembling and
having a hard time maintaining her balance. 
    I moved my hand, guiding her pussy back
toward the bed and pushed her down. I dropped my robe to the
ground, then I spread her legs and dove my whole head and both
hands into her soaking wet, clean shaven, sweet tasting cunt. She
grabbed my hair and went right along for the ride. Within a few
minutes she had reached the brink and I had a huge smile on my
face. Now it was my turn.
    I wiggled my ass at the audience and said,
“Boys, we are gonna need some help here.” Chris shot up like a
rocket. But Sonny he stayed in his seat. He liked to watch and this
was his chance for live action porn, not something that can only be
accessed by a remote. “Soon.” Sonny whispered. Michelle and I
switched positions. I was laying on the bed, her head between my
legs and Chris pumping her pussy from behind. The harder he fucked
her, the deeper she went on me and the more she took in her mouth.
Yes! “Suck me,” Chris said and Michelle left me, turned right
around and began to go to town on his cock. She was deep-throating
him like a pro. I looked at Sonny since I was now all alone and he
smiled. He walked over the bed and climbed on top of me and slipped
inside my soaking wet spot and kissed me. Not some drunken physical
kiss but a kiss that showed me that some part of him cared for me
and had wanted this to happen as much as I did.  
    The picture of the room was an interesting
one. The deep carnal blow job with Chris fucking her head like a
hole in the wall on one side and soft, slow, kind, love-making on
the other. I was very quickly going to cum, partly due to my hidden
feelings for Sonny and the sense I had that he had them too, and
partly due to Chris fucking the shit out of Michelle’s throat and
how oddly erotic that was as long as he didn’t do that to me. I was
all over watching him take total control over someone else. Sonny
saw me looking at them and thrust even farther into me. That got me
to look back at him. “That’s better,” he said. We held eyes and he
began to pump me harder and harder and until we both came in
unison. That was enough to get Chris over the edge and he