7 comments/ 35928 views/ 4 favorites Not So Quiet Night In By: fudgemuir Please note that this is my first attempt at writing erotica, and so any comments you have, both positive and especially those pointing out where I've gone astray would be gratefully received. All characters and the whole scenario are completely fictional, and any similarities to those within your own life is purely coincidental, or just your own overactive imagination!!! I would also like to thank "76waystokiss" for her editing skills!!! Really quick, great corrections and alterations, and really patient with my questions! - Highly recommended. Cheers 76 Enjoy – and remember – comment!!! Dave couldn't quite believe this was happening. Here he was, sat in Matt's dining room, in his boxer shorts. His friend was sat across from him in a similar state of undress. Matt's girlfriend, Cassie, was at the third side of the big oak table in an oversized t-shirt and her thong, and Debbie, THE Debbie, girl of his dreams Debbie, was sat in the forth chair in just her lace panties and bra...and she was about to lose the bra! No, he really couldn't believe his planned, quiet night in had changed to this... - "Come on Dave, you've gotta come out," Matt whined at him down the phone "Not happening, Matty Boy," Dave replied in a sing-song voice, "After the day I've had at Uni; me, plus Friday night TV, plus a bit of help from Messers Carlsberg and Smirnoff, equals chilled out Dave." Dave was sat back on the beaten up sofa in the beaten up bed-sit he called home while he studied to be a physio. His 20 year old, blonde haired, athletic 5ft 11in frame, clothed in his "slobs" (shorts and t-shirt), stretched out in an exaggerated yawn. He had been looking forward to chilling all day and, by god, he was gonna do it. "You know you want to really, and your two friends are available in town, too, you know? As well as Mr Sambucca and Miss Tequilla! Come on," he was starting to plead. "I'll pay, with you being a tight ar...erm hard-up student." Matt was 21 and played on the same Saturday league football team as Dave. There ended their similarities. Matt was 6ft 2, but of a slightly smaller build than his friend. He was dark haired, always heavily tanned and was neither a student nor short on cash. Far from it! He had gone straight from his A-levels into a prime position in his dad's IT company, and certainly lived well from the role. "Look, Matt, nothing you can say is gonna change my mind dude. Give it up. IS...NOT...HAPPENING!" "Debbie's coming out," Matt's turn for singing. "Piss off, she is not!" "Cassie's bringing her out, she's just texted me. She's split from that Tommy arsehole at last, so a night of wine, cocktails and dancing has been called for. She'll be gagging for it, mate," he laughed out the last words. "Oh, bollocks!" Dave sighed, "See you in an hour." - Dave walked into the bar where they usually met and instantly spotted Matt stood leaning against the fruit machine...alone! "I bloody knew it," he spat, "you lying git, she's not out at all is she? Beer now!" "Easy there, tiger," Matt smiled and nodded his head to indicate behind Dave, "turn around." Walking back from the toilets were the two 19 year old girls. Sashaying might have been a better description! Cassandra, or Cassie if you wanted a reply, was Dave's very definitely better half, and was dressed in a tight back dress which made its way only a couple of inches down her shapely thighs, and hugged every curve on the way there. Pretty, blonde and tall, almost equalling Dave's height, and yet still wearing heels; the benefit of an even taller boyfriend as she told everyone who'd listen. Her perfect hourglass figure was certainly catching most men's eyes; but not Dave's, for walking next to her was Debbie. Debbie was by far the shortest of the quartet at 5ft 5, but her mane of auburn hair and stunning face had many a man, Dave included, memorised. She was sporting a black mini skirt and white blouse, through which her black lace bra could clearly be seen. Her time spent in the gym was certainly not time wasted for Dave, and it took a friendly elbow from Matt to remind him to look from her amazing, tight body and back up to her hazel eyes. "See something you like, boys?" Cassie teased. "Yeah, er, no I mean, er, oh god! Hi girls," Dave stammered. The girls giggled. "Two large ones please, hun," Cassie batted her crystal blue eyes towards her boyfriend. "Two large what, exactly?" Matt asked, already half way to the bar. "I don't care!" - Matt stuck to his word and kept Dave amply supplied with a variety of drinks for the next two hours, while keeping up with the girls' attempt to get through the cocktail menu. He even bought a bottle of champagne, to "help loosen up the ladies". As the night wore on and the bar got busy, he could tell Cassie was getting restless. "This DJ's rubbish," she moaned, leaning up against her man, "I want to girly dance." She pulled her best 'gangster pose', "I ain't no street dancer, blood." Matt laughed. "Well let's head back to my place and I'll play all the trashy man-hater tracks you want baby." "Oh yeah, your oldies are gonna love that aren't they? I can see your Mum grooving on down to a bit of 'I will survive', but your Dad?! Next stupid suggestion!" "Er... Seychelles! Remember? Place to myself as of yesterday! P-A-R-T-Why we just gotta!" "Yay!" Cassie cheered, "I'll just run it by Debs" Ten minutes later, all four were piled into a taxi and heading to Matt's house. - Matt's parent's house was a huge detached property on the wealthy south side of town, the private, gated driveway occupied by three stylish motors. He unlocked the door, cancelled the alarm and welcomed them into the large sitting room with its white leather corner suite, 50 + inch flat screen TV and several large ornaments that Dave always, always kept as far away from as possible. "And tell me again why you've never moved out, Matt?" Debbie asked, lost in awe of the place he had referred to as his 'humble abode'. "I forgot you'd never been here, Debs, I'll give you a tour while the boys get drinks and that trashy CD I was promised." Holding hands the two girls disappeared and left the lads to the tasks. - "You're house is amazing!" Debbie gushed after the ten-minute tour, large glass of wine in hand, Abba playing in the background "Love, love, love the dining room, we shall have to retire there later, m'Lord." "I'm sure I can think of something fun we can do there!" Matt's comment had Dave raising his eyebrow but the girls were far too busy dancing to pick up on the insinuation. Sure enough, just half on hour later all four were sat around the old table drinking and chatting. "Right!" Matt's outburst stopped the girls mid-gossip "I've waited long enough. I'm bored. Strip poker it is, then." Dave fought hard not to spit his beer all over the table, but certainly raised no objection. He gazed hopefully between the Cassie and Debbie. The latter of which smiled at the joke before realising it wasn't one. "You are joking, right?" She questioned. "Come on," Matt egged her on, "It'll be fun, and what's the worst that could happen? So you get a bit naked? It'll be a laugh and you'll get to see, quite literally, how much of a hard on Dave's got for you." Dave did spit his beer this time, and coughed and choked on the rest, refusing to meet Debbie's eyes but hitting with a well-aimed kick on Matt's shin. "Why not?" Cassie tried to persuade her friend, "I'm up for it. And you can back out at any stage." She turned to Matt, "But I defo need to borrow some clothes from your wardrobe, babes, as I'm in a dress and thong and that's it. That's just a touch too short a game for my liking!" "Oh god, go on, then," Debbie feigned a resigned tone but was secretly excited. She had never seen her previous relationship as anything serious, and had always had a thing for Dave, although nothing had ever happened between them. Perhaps that was about to change. "Rules first though, please!" Matt hid the surprise at how easily that had gone "Well you are obviously in four items of clothing, unless we're playing at being a commando this evening?" He raised an eyebrow but continued at getting no response, "If Dave and I count socks as one, then so are we. So if Cassie raids my wardrobe while I refresh drinks and get some cards we can pretty much go from there. Do you know how to play poker?" "No," Both girls answered in unison. "Excellent! No problems there, then." "Matthew!" Cassie put on her motherly voice. "OK, OK! We'll just play lowest card loses and go on from there. Gets more flesh on display sooner, anyway. Oh, and one more thing, all stripping must happen while stood on the table!" Again to Matt's surprise, this wasn't ruled out. Drinks refreshed and Cassie returned in shorts and two t-shirts... the game had begun. - So here they were, sat at the table, staring at Debbie, who in turn was staring in disbelief at the 3 of hearts in her hand. "Should I pull out?" she asked herself but already knew she was having too much fun. She had noted the semi-boxer short tents sported by both guys as they shed their trousers, and wanted to see more. She took a big gulp from her drink and started to climb from her chair. "Oh well, here goes," she spoke as she mounted the table and walked to the centre. The feeling of all at the table watching her in anticipation gave her a confident feeling she enjoyed and see performed a little spin while reaching back for the clasp. Dave stared up and swallowed hard as he watched her lace-covered ass go by, trying to spot signs of hair on her mound through the flimsy garment as she spun. He didn't allow himself to blink as she brought the straps down her arms, while keeping the cups in place. She spun round one more time before stopping and facing him, she looked him straight in the eyes, a gesture not returned, and threw her bra to the floor. Her relatively small B cup breasts sat perkily on her chest, her erect full pink nipples pointing slightly upwards. Dave had always been a breast man, and although he usually preferred larger boobs, he was sure he had never seen better. Clapped and cheered back to her place at the table, Debbie sat, and while slightly blushing, she could feel sexual energy running through her whole body. The heat was unmistakeable between her legs and she could feel herself getting wet. "My deal, I believe?" she questioned "Time to see some cock, I feel!" She swapped her look from Matt to Dave while she took the deck, quickly shuffled and dealt out the four cards. Matt turned over first and showed his 10 of Hearts, followed by Cassie's King of spades for which she cheered, and Dave's 8 of Clubs. "Oh, come on!" Debbie exasperated, "the lowest is an 8? I'm gonna be pissed if that isn't beaten by my," she turned her card, "9 of Clubs! Get in! Dave! Naked! Now!" Dave swallowed again, "Damn it," he thought. Without another word he duly climbed on to table, gulped again, put his fingers down the side of his boxers and bent double dropping them all the while. He stood tall again, his now fully erect 7-inch penis bounced, pointing directly towards Debbie. "I can't help but think Deb's got a better view of that strip than me," Cassie quipped to laughter all round. Dave span to show both girls a side view, acknowledging the nods the girls gave to each other. "Sit down 'Penis boy'" Matt instructed, "That's about as close to your cock as I'm planning on getting, cheers." Dave did as he was told, and took the deck from Debbie, again refusing eye contact, not only from his embarrassment but although those beautiful tits were still on full display. Cassie lost next and dutifully climbed up to strip off her last t-shirt. She danced around the table, pulling the top up to just below her breasts before dropping it again. A full minute was spent teasing until interrupted by a cough and joking shake of head from Matt. In one quick motion she whipped it off and threw it in Dave's face. Dave laughed and pulled it aside to see her knelt in front of him, her large tits, at least D cups, with their dark brown nipples and areolas, swaying inches from his face. "You like?" Cassie put on an innocent face, but meant no such thing. She giggled and returned to her seat and dealt out the cards. This time Matt got the low card and took his place centre stage. "Looks like your lucky night, ladies," he stood hands on hips revelling in his imagined admiration. "You're so full of shit," Dave laughed, "Get 'em off and sit down!" Upon command, Matt's boxers hit the deck, exposing his long penis. Dave guessed it over 8 inches, maybe even 9. He noted his own prick was thicker, and although not really wanting to get into a cock measuring competition, he was glad of it. Matt's deal revealed a 5 of Hearts for Cassie, Jack of Hearts for Dave and a 5 of Diamonds for Debbie. His turn provided a 7 of Clubs. "Now, that was nice timing," He couldn't have smiled any wider, "We're both naked, and now you girls get to join us at the same time!" "You set this up," Cassie growled at him. "Well, maybe, but it was gonna happen soon anyway." "True," Debbie looked across at her friend "Shall we?" The girls climbed on the table and met in the middle. "Shall we make this a bit more interesting for the boys?" Cassie asked. Without waiting for a reply she dropped to her knees and slid her fingers down the side of Debbie's black lace panties. Debbie took a deep breath to steady her nerves, then looking straight into her friend's eyes, nodded. Cassie slowly pulled the panties down, stopping to expose her friend's completely shaven mound, before continuing. The garment turned inside out as the moist gusset held its position until it was pulled away. Dave stared longingly at Debbie's newly exposed pussy; her lips were bright pink, already a little agape and very clearly wet. His cock noticeably twitched at the sight, he attempted to swallow with his bone-dry mouth, "must stop staring" he told himself "and should probably blink soon too." Debbie's turn now to strip her friend this time, but she had a fun little idea of her own. "Lie down on the table and raise your feet in air" She commanded. Cassie smirked and did as she was told; the boys looked on in awe as Debbie knelt between her raised legs. As she reached for the thong, Cassie pushed her ankles down on her friend's shoulders and lifted her ass from the deck. The thong was speedily removed and to everyone's surprise Debbie pushed her friend's legs down and wide, allowing the boys a full view of her very wet sex. "And that, gentlemen, is what is known as a 'Brazilian'," Debbie grinned, leaned down and placed a kiss her friend's thin strip of hair before both girls stood and returned to their chairs. "That was fun!" Debbie exclaimed "Shame its over, though." "'Over', my ass!" Cassie stepped in before the boys had a chance. "I'm far too horny for that." Her eyes were wild with excitement "Dares! And the first person to suggest anything not to do with 'getting it on' is personally getting a kicking from me!" "Now this does sound fun," added Matt, "but rules are a must here. For instance, Dave dude, I love you, man, but I ain't touching your dick...ever!" "Likewise! And lets talk about the 'Love you, man' at a later stage, yeah?" He was trying to be funny but his heart and cock were pounding in the hope that Debbie wouldn't call a stop to this. He was eager to see how far this would go, but was happy to leave his friend in the driving seat, hoping not to look desperate. "So, it's down to you ladies for rules on touching." It occurred to Matt that no one had actually asked if Debbie was up for this, but he avoided the issue. "Well it's no big secret I'm Bi, so girly touching is all good for me, but it's up to Debs. No pressure, babe." "Let's just see how it goes shall we?" Debbie was really starting to get in to this, and had often thought what lesbian sex would be like. "Are we sticking to the 'on the table rule'?" "Why not," said Matt through a huge grin. "How about winning hand dares losing hand and you can't make them do anything to you?" He dealt again not waiting for a reply. Debbie got a 2 of clubs, Dave a 6 of hearts, Cassie also a 6 but of diamonds and Matt the jack of clubs. "Well, let's get the game started nicely, shall we? Debbie, kiss Dave, with tongues for one minute." "Gladly," Debbie retorted while crawling her way along the table, she bent down, and while leaning on her right elbow, pulled Dave's head towards hers and their lips met. She was passionate in the embrace, forceful even, and Dave returned by pushing his tongue into her waiting mouth, allowing it to dance with hers. She moaned into his mouth, enjoying the kiss and thinking of things to follow. "And break," Matt interrupted the pair. They separated, reluctantly, Dave wiping saliva from his chin; unsure to whom it belonged, as Debbie took her seat again. The next hand saw Matt instructed to kiss his girlfriend, and then Cassie to kiss Dave, both at Debbie's request. Dave was unsure how to proceed here, but a nod and a wink from his friend told him he was OK to continue. Next Matt won again and Cassie lost. "Let's get a bit more interesting, shall we? Cassie snog Debs!" "You OK with that, babes?" Cassie asked. "Hell yeah!" came the reply, "How about I meet you half way?" The girls both climbed the table and walked to the middle. Cassie bent her head down and met Debbie's lips with a soft kiss and pulled away again. Debbie licked her lips, closed her eyes and pulled her friends head in for a much more passionate kiss. Dave felt this cock twitch again as he watched these two naked goddesses wrap each other up in their arms, Debbie on her tiptoes to reach her taller friend, pushing her crotch forward, exposing her pussy to him. "I need to fuck that," he said to himself. Matt called for a break after a very long minute and the girls returned to their seats, staring across the table to each other, lust in their eyes. Matt won again, with Debbie the loser this time, "I think it's time to get really interesting and test some parameters... Debs, suck Dave's cock for a minute!" Dave gulped and looked up the table, praying this wasn't the back down point he'd been dreading. Debs took a deep breath, "S'pose you best get your ass on the table Dave eh?" Dave tried to play it cool as he climbed on the table but tripped on the way, just managing to avoid smacking his face in the process. Instantly bright red and shaking his head to a chorus of laughter, he continued and lay on his back, looking through his feet to see his dream girl begin to head towards him. Debbie crawled along the table towards him, never taking her eyes from his. She stopped as her head reached his fully erect manhood and slowly lowered her mouth towards its engorged helmet. She stuck her tongue out and lightly licked across the slit, causing Dave's cock to jump slightly. She then ran her tongue around the large purple head and again across the top, this time tasting his pre-cum. Turning her head to the left, she kissed and gently nibbled her way down his shaft until she reached the base before licking her way back up and down several times. After kissing her way back up again, Debbie took his rigid member in hand and concentrated licking just on the head, running her tongue around and around. Dave banged his head on the table as he relaxed at the ministrations given to him, loveling every second. "Sorry, Dude, times up," Matt announced. "No, its not!" Debbie argued, drawing a questioning look from Matt "What was my dare again?" "Er, suck his cock for a minute?" "Ain't done no sucking yet!" She smiled and lowered her head onto his penis again, but this time opening her mouth wide and swallowing as much as she could fit in. Dave moaned as she began sliding her lips up and down, sucking hard and getting quicker and quicker. She pulled off for a quick moment, "Let's see if a minute is long enough to get you cumming, shall we?" She returned to his cock and moved her head up and down with speed. Dave's eyes rolled backwards as he enjoyed his blow-job, and tried to survive the minute intact. Not So Quiet Night In "Time's up, again!" Matt interrupted. "Damn it!" Debbie declared in disappointment, "Your cum will be mine yet!" She began to leave the table. "Now, that was hotter than hell," Cassie sighed "But I'm afraid I'm going to have to put an end to this little game." Everybody turned to look at her. "Really?" Matt enquired "Yeah sorry," she replied "But I've just spent the last 2 minutes playing with my clit at that little sex show there, and there is no way I'm going back to playing cards. So Debs, how about you get back to that cock while I join in?" Smiling she walked around the table and leaned over to meet Debs lips with a kiss above Dave's prick before they both assaulted it with their mouths. Dave lay back again and felt his balls already stirring at the girls double-teaming him. "Oh god," he said to himself as he tried to think of anything other than what was going on. Debbie had started to suck the head of his cock again, while her fellow fellatrix licked and bit his shaft. Reaching around to play with his balls with her left hand, Cassie reached back with the other to play with her clit again, only to have her hand slapped away. "My turn to play down here," Matt laughed as he pulled her ass cheeks apart to give him access to her now soaking wet slit. He stuck his tongue out and placed it against her clit, not moving he kept it perfectly still, applying pressure and teasing her with what was to come. After a few seconds his resolve gave and he drew his lick up along her pussy, slowly letting his tongue separate her lips until he reached her opening and pushed inside his girlfriend, drinking in her taste and aroma, drawing a gasp and moan from her. Dave knew his time was running out, as Cassie moved away for a second, Debbie gripped his shaft again and began to pump hard as she sucked on his head. She'd failed to get him to cum last time and was obviously not willing to fail again. As his balls tightened, Dave gasped "I'm cumming!" he almost shouted, as the hand on his cock sped up, milking the sperm from his sack. Debbie wrapped her mouth around his head and did her best to swallow as shot after shot hit the back of her throat, but the onslaught was too much and spunk spilled from her lips and dribbled down her chin and onto Dave's penis. After the last of the cum was expelled she removed her lips and caught her breath before beginning to clean up the spilt semen with her tongue. "That's mine!" Cassie chirped up through heavy panting, as she gently push her friends head away before pulling it back towards her and kissing and licking away the cum from her mouth and chin before returning to Dave's shaft and cleaning every trace from his already reducing member. "That was amazing!" Dave exclaimed, beginning to catch his breath. "But I think I need to repay the favour." He sat himself forward and, taking Debbie's hand, helped her to lie back. Positioning himself between her spread legs, he stared at her gorgeously bald pussy and slowly stroked his finger up her soaking snatch. Debbie took a quick breath as she felt his finger on her lips, slowly stroking up and down her labia, approaching her clit with every upward movement, but never quite touching it, then down to her opening, but again not actually entering. "Oh no," she thought after a minute or so "he doesn't know what he's doing, does he?" She was about to tactfully try and help when she felt his fingers gently lift her clit hood, before he lowered his head and began sucking and licking at her button. "About enough teasing," Dave thought to himself and circled his tongue around her now engorged clit, he traced his finger down to her vagina and pushed inside her. He pumped his digit in and out several times, before removing and licking it clean, lost in the taste. He covered another finger in saliva and pushed both into her tight hole, drawing a gasp as her hands guided his head back down and held it there. Cassie could feel herself approaching a climax but could no longer just stare at the cunnilingus being performed inches from her face. "I'm sorry babe, but I've just got to taste you," she pleaded to her friend. Debbie lifted her head from the table, flustered and approaching an orgasm herself but could only nod. At that, Cassie pushed her boyfriend away and then Dave away from Debbie before climbing on the table and setting her self at her friend's pussy. "Time for a bit of watching, boys," she said as she lowered her head. Before she could taste the drenched lips before her, Debbie spoke up. "How about we give them a proper show and you spin round and bring that pussy of yours over here?" All three couldn't quite believe what they heard, but Cassie wasted no time in positioning herself as requested. As Debbie felt her friend's tongue running along the length of her sex, she put her hands on each of Cassie's buttocks "Here goes," she exclaimed, and dove her own tongue straight into the waiting hole before her. She was instantly hit by the sweet taste of her now-lover's juice. She had tasted her own flavour through masturbation and during sex, but this was muskier, stronger...and she loved it. She lapped at the lips of her friend's pussy and nibbled at her clit hungrily, enjoying her new-found lesbianism. Cassie certainly knew her way around a pussy and Debs found herself having to pull away as the sucking of her clit brought her to an earth-shattering orgasm. She moaned and whimpered, digging her fingers into the ass cheeks above as her body shuddered, knowing her juices were being lapped up by her female friend, all the while being watched by the two guys made it the biggest and strongest climax of her life, but still left her panting for more. The boys stood next to each other and watched in awe at the 69 show being performed for them. Dave began to stroke his penis back to its rock-hard state. "I don't know about you, Matt, but I think I may be in heaven." "Agreed, my friend, but I have also had about enough watching. How about you go to that end," he nodded his head towards where Cassie's face was buried in Debbie snatch, "and I'll take the other and we get some shagging going on?" The boys clambered onto the table and took their respective ends. Dave sat down and with his legs before him, slid forward so his cock hit Cassie in the face. "Let me make sure that's wet enough first," she said as she sucked it all into her mouth in one swift movement before sucking up and down it 4 or 5 times. She suddenly gasped on it and Dave looked up to see Matt had crouched behind her and had started to hump into her waiting pussy. Cassie took Dave's cock from her mouth before pumping it quickly and aiming it Debbie's now thoroughly soaked twat. Dave slowly slid forward again and felt his manhood push her pussy lips apart and into her sex. He took his time edging into her surprising still tight hole, pulling back and then diving deeper into her until he finally bottomed out as deep as the position would allow. He heard Debbie moan as he began thrusting to and fro into her, each stroke firmer than the last. Debbie attempted to raise her crotch to accept each thrust of the wonderful cock impaling her, but was restricted by the position at the bottom of the pile of writhing bodies. She felt Cassie's tongue return again to her clit and lifted her head instead to return the favour, feeling Matt's balls run across her forehead as he rode his girlfriend. "This is so dirty," she thought to herself, enjoying her new found slutty role "but I'm loving it." She stuck her tongue out further and licked the underneath of Matt's glistened cock as it pistoned above her. She continued to swap her attention from cock to clit for a few minutes, all the while feeling Dave's tool sliding in and out, but she wanted more. "Stop, guys," she announced, "sorry, but I need Dave's prick deep inside me and I need it now, and it ain't gonna happen like this. I need some one on one with that cock of his" Matt withdrew from his girlfriend and helped her down from the table, before sitting and laying her down across it, her ass just off the edge. He stepped forward and, in one foul swoop, was balls-deep again. He grabbed both her ankles and held them to his shoulders as he began to thrust deep and hard. Meanwhile, Debbie had wrapped her legs around Dave's back, refusing to allow him to pull out. Once clear of the bodies above her, she reached out her hands and was pulled up to a sitting position. The movement allowed full depth penetration for the first time and she threw her head back and moaned at the feeling. She sat for a moment, enjoying the feeling before bringing her head forward again and planting a deep passionate kiss on Dave's waiting lips. Their tongues tangoed again as Debbie began to rock forwards and backwards, revelling in the movement and the pressure the position placed on her engorged love bud. Dave, resting back on his right hand, grabbed her ass cheek with his left and squeezed. His tongue lost in his lover's mouth, his mind lost in moment. He was glad of the rocking motion, knowing the pleasure it was giving Debs, while not overly exciting his cock, allowing for more time before he would cum again. Sensing this was not going to bring him to climax, Debs pushed Dave back down to a lying position and, while still keeping his cock inside her, raised herself forward and balanced, crouched, on her feet. She took both of Dave's hands for better balance and began bouncing up and down on his penis. Slowly at first, she withdrew until only the helmet was inside her, before dropping back down and impaling herself again. Steadily, she began to increase the pace. Dave made the mistake of lifting his head from the table and glancing down. His fat, juice-covered prick was sliding easily into the bald, pink pussy in front of him, her now red lips gripping his shaft with every stroke. It was too much and he felt a stirring in his balls. "Slow down," he urged, hoping to prolong the fucking session as much as possible. "Not a chance!" Debs grinned as she sped up even more, slamming their groins to together with every bounce now. She watched in delight as Dave threw his head back and groaned aloud as he shot his load within her. The feeling of his hot seed filling her set her off again and she bit her lip as she ground her pelvis against his and screamed in her own orgasm. Cassie had long since turned her head to the left, and was enjoying an unrivalled view of the show. Her friend's cute ass bouncing up and down, hammering Dave's cock, together with her own lover's cock ramming her hard, his balls striking her puckered arsehole with every stroke, was driving her wild. She began playing with her clit, and quickly found herself engulfed in her own violent orgasm. She grabbed the edge of the table with both hands and thrust to meet Matt's pistoning member. "Fuuuuccccckkk IIII'mmmmm cuuuummmmiiiinng!" She yelled, and screeched and moaned in lustful delight. Matt considered himself somewhat of a stud, and usually able to hold off his own climax for a long time, but this was all too much to bear. With one last full hard stroke he pulled out and wanked his cum all over Cassie's body. Sperm hit her chin and heaving breasts a few times before the latter end spilt on her toned stomach and soaking wet clit and pussy. Cassie looked up, "You dirty bastard," she exclaimed, "let's do it again!" - Dave and Debbie became a couple after that, and although the relationship was built mainly on sex, the foursome of that night was never repeated. It was, in fact, the first and last time he or Debs would partake in any sexual act involving the other couple. Or so he believed...