Chapter 13
I fucked Monica from behind with her sweatpants around her ankles as we went doggy style in the bathroom. She was bent over the sink with her tits squished against the porcelain while I pulled her hair, with her close-eyed moaning expression facing the mirror.
The way her ass jiggled on every pounding thrust sent jolts of excitement in pleasurable waves up throughout my cock.
“Let me see it…” she moaned, smiling at me through the reflection. “Oh—I wanna watch.”
I flipped her around, picked her up by the booty and sat her on the sink to keep pumping, her left leg propped up on the top of the toilet beside us as I fucked her face to face.
She looked down with a smile, her enthusiasm melded with mine as my dick plunged in and out of her slit, then closed her eyes and dropped her head back with an open-mouthed utterance, her crooning voice bouncing off the bathroom walls and into my ears, buffered by the red shower curtain.
Muffled music played outside of the door while Mimi and a hastily re-dressed Cassie entertained our guests, freeing me to grunt and groan from the shockwaves of increasingly ebbing pleasure from being in Monica’s pussy.
“I’m gonna cum,” I breathed.
“Ah! Ah!” she held my ass cheeks and pulled, coaxing my released with repeated squeezes of her heavenly folds. “Don’t pull out… Ah! Cum inside me.”
“Oh shit. Shit. Shit!”
A few glorious pumps later, I slammed my throbbing length in one final time and held us groin to groin while gripping her hips, ejaculating all the way in her vagina.
“Ah-haa!” she cried out and dug her nails into my back as my cum-spraying cock pulsated in her tightness, squirting rope after rope of my pent-up load without leaking out from the seal her canal made around my girth.
I kept my cock buried in the afterglow as my mouth met hers with wandering tongues and frisky hands, slipping my palm beneath her tank top to massage her breasts in the afterglow of orgasm.
But I was still horny as fuck. Hanging around these girls was like pouring hot coals onto a magnesium fire, so my erection stuck around at half-mast as echoes of orgasm resonated within it.
“This is our third time having sex,” Monica commented while my face nibbled her neck. “Is there gonna be a fourth?”
“And fifth,” I reassured, knowing full well that this was her version of the ‘what are we’ conversation.
I heard her vocalize a laughing coo. “You’d better get back out there.”
“You’re not coming?” I asked, pulling my face away from her trapezius.
She looked around with a lip pursing smile. “I need a minute on the toilet, or my pants are gonna get ruined.”
And then she clenched her pussy on my waning cock.
I understood once I pulled out and pulled up my pants.
A big drip of sperm fell out of her once I did, causing Monica to cover her vagina with her hand to keep the rest in until she could sit on the toilet with a shy giggle.
She waved me off. “Go, go! It’s your party!”
“Catch you later…” I flirted, then eased myself through a half cracked bathroom door and shut it behind me.
I stood against the wall between the bathroom and the bedroom, watching as the guests frolicked and stared curiously at me.
Six girls had shown up, all having arrived in pairs. They were cute, coming in a variety of body types. As the only guy there, I gave Mimi a wide berth to entertain, as she had no shortage of things of talk about.
But I caught a look from her every time I passed by, a devious knowing of the naughty encounter we’d shared earlier.
And the main course snuck up on me from Mimi’s bedroom with her solo cup in hand, her entire mood uplifted as she dance-walked down the short hall with bare twinkletoes.
“Hey, Jax!” she greeted with a happy wiggle of her hips as she came up to me before glancing around. “Where’s Monica?”
“Still in the bathroom,” I replied amusedly. “If we don’t start using condoms soon, I’m not gonna be able to go back.”
“I’m pretty sure that’s her plan.”
“Say what?”
“She’s getting you hooked—and it feels better for us,” Cassie giggled with a shrug. “I mean I know I wouldn’t like it if I got fingered with a dishwashing glove, so a whole phallus covered in one is gonna suck too.”
“Phallus?” I chuckled.
Cassie laughed. “I’m covering all my bases! It’s not like I haven’t used a dildo before, and those would feel better if they were made out of skin.”
“I’m glad they’re not,” I retorted.
“Why?” Cassie probed with a smile.
“Because you can’t replace a human touch, and I don’t wanna do everything myself.”
“Touché,” Cassie drank to that, taking a small sip of her mixer, buzzing but nowhere near sloppy. “Thanks for the help, by the way.”
“Help?”
“Don’t act like you don’t know,” Cassie rolled her eyes with a sideways simper. “Honestly? It was pretty good. Where’d you learn to lick like that?”
“From you, actually,” I replied, nodding my head sideways toward the bathroom door, where Monica was still hidden inside. “I took some mental notes.”
“You upped your head game after watching me once?”
“What can I say? I’m adaptable… ” I teased while looking down at the previously wet patch between her legs. “You cleaned up quick.”
“Me?” Cassie glanced down at herself. “Ohh. Yeah, not really. I borrowed Mimi’s blowdryer.”
I smirked. “Well, I had fun helping.”
“Enthusiasm is nine tenths of an orgasm…” Cassie confessed with solid eye contact. “Maybe now I won’t have to finish myself the next time we have a threesome—or in general.”
“Is that a standing order?”
“Dating is way too much hassle right now, and I know I can trust you,” Cassie looked up innocently, shuffling her bare feet with a hint of nervousness. “So if you’re down… I could really use a good mouth.”
Uh huh. As if I was actually going to say no.
But first I had to give her a hard time.
“A good mouth?”
“Your mouth, you dick!” Cassie snarled with a smile.
“Are we talking about my mouth or my dick?”
“I’m gonna kill you, you bastard,” she breathed, her body racked with laughter. “And I may require some cuddling, you know, like what you said about a human touch?”
I feigned hesitation. “Cuddling? Gee, I dunno… As long as you’re not afraid of a little friendly fire when we’re with Monica.”
“Dude, I’ll fucking aim it if it means I get to cum!”
“You’ll get to cum,” I said after beat. “Just don’t miss.”
She laughed with a playful smack on my chest, then handed me her solo cup of cranberry and vodka. I partook with a gratified smirk, then swirled the cup before handing it back to her as Monica swung the bathroom door open and poked her head out.
“Ya’ll call for me?” she asked once she caught sight of us.
“Momo!” Cassie cheered as she swooped in and pulled Monica into a hug, leaning back far enough to lift her off her feet.
“Hnnn!” Monica groaned as all the air in her lungs was squeezed out before Cassie put her down.
“I wanna dance. Wanna dance? Come dance with me!” Cassie gushed before dragging her back into the living room, where Mimi was talking to the guests while glancing at me.
The girl was essentially holding court, sitting on her couch while flanked by three others as she ranted about her passions while having a little show and tell of the various arcane glass flasks she kept on her shelving.
“Game time!” Mimi blurted out as she skipped over and grabbed me by the hands with excited eyes and smiling black lips. “Jax, come on! We’re gonna play a kissing game!”