I grabbed my rod and started pulling as I watched the scene unfold, a moan reminded me that Mel was still standing beside me, her hand moving between her legs. I then moved slightly behind her and to the right and moved my hand between her legs, Mel’s hand reached back and gripped my tool, neither of us taking our eyes from the scene in the room.
Shaun continued to move into the mousy blonde but had upped the pace, Sylvia had leaned forward and reached round the guy’s body and gripped his length, jacking it into his wife’s mouth. He began to shudder as Sylvia rolled her hand up and down his length while his wife sucked on the end of his member, her eyes closed as her lips wrapped around his cock.
“Euan seems to be enjoying Emma sucking on his dick,” Mel breathed, as I pressed and swirled my finger on her bean, tugging on her left nipple ring at the same time. Her hands’ efforts sped up around my rod as the scene became more intense. I didn’t ask how she knew their names. I was too wrapped up in what was happening in the room to care.
Shaun began to move ever faster, bringing his knees up to get further traction for his powerful thrusts into Emma, the sound of their hips smacking together getting ever louder each time. Sylvia slowly rolled her hips behind Euan as she reached around him, her mane of red hair falling over the two of them as she whispered in the young man’s ear, till his shuddering turned into a shiver as his mouth opened in a dramatic “O” shape, his orgasm clearly approaching. Sylvia withdrew the phallus from his behind and Euan leaned back, spraying his wife’s face with his cum, her mouth open as Shaun tipped her over the edge, her legs wrapping around Sylvia’s husband in delight as she forced herself against his waist.
Shaun arched his back and closed his eyes as he came deep inside Emma who looked so slim that he might break her, but she didn’t. Instead she moved her legs from around Shaun’s waist and he tumbled forward, his mouth covering Emma’s in a luscious kiss, before he looked up and kissed his wife, her freckles showing up as the blood pumped excitedly through her body. The two of them then got down from the bed and started walking towards the door seeing Mel and I and waving enthusiastically as they approached.
“Hey, you two! Great to see you!” Sylvia exclaimed as she came over and hugged me, her plastic dick sliding just under my balls, making me jump slightly in surprise, before she held my face and pressed her lips against mine, her tongue sliding into my mouth. I moved my hands behind her back and held her tight to me, her considerable breasts pressing into my chest. I then remembered that I wasn’t alone and looked over at Mel. She was kissing Shaun all right but her hand was wrapped around his cock as his hand went between her legs, rubbing up and down on her inflated nub, Mel moved her head back and his kisses began to move down her neck and towards her left breast, each kiss turning into a tiny nibble as he moved down her body. Mel’s grip on his cock becoming more fierce as he slid his thick digit inside her.
Sylvia looked at what I was watching and smiled. “He’s always like that with newbies. Barely gives them time to breathe”.
“I don’t hear anyone else complaining,” Shaun defended himself from his wife’s accusations.
“Well of course not. How can they, with your mouth on theirs?” Sylvia countered.
“Fair enough. Where are you guys heading?” Shaun asked.
“We were just looking around, actually. Where do you recommend?” Mel asked, licking her lips, savouring the taste of whatever had been planted on Shaun’s mouth.
“Well you can go to the smaller rooms but the former grand ballroom is probably the best place to start if you’re new. Most people tend not to leave during their first time here. I’m surprised you guys have ventured out here,” Sylvia remarked.
“It’s true. I remember it was only the third time we’d been here that we realised there were other rooms,’ Shaun commented with a nod, his eyes moving back from eye level to glance over Mel’s body.
“Do you want to do that then?” Mel asked me.
“Sure,” I nodded, and with that we headed back down the corridor to where the music was coming from.
“Although to be honest I doubt there’s much going on,” Mel stated as we walked towards the double doors that led to the main room. “When I left, everyone was fully…”
I opened the doors and we all looked inside. I’d never seen anything like it. There were naked bodies everywhere in a variety of positions and combinations, so many it was hard to even fathom what limbs were where and how people were connected in some cases. As I turned to my right I could see Michelle walk towards us, her eyes moving over Mel’s body as Mel looked the French Beauty up and down, licking her lips as she did so.
“Ah, Bonsoir,’ Michelle said, her eyes sliding over Mel’s curves as though her eyes were caressing her.
“Michelle,” Mel replied. I didn’t know how the two of them knew each other but it was obvious they did, and intimately.
“Hey, I’m just gonna…” Mel began before Michelle planted a kiss on Mel’s lips. My dick, already hard from everything going on around me, ached upon seeing the two of them like that, their hands moving easily over each other’s bodies like they already knew where to go. I felt a tinge of jealousy as the two of them caressed each other whilst the tongues wrestled, before Michelle and Mel walked away hand-in-hand, the two of them seeming like long-lost sisters separated at birth about to be reconnected.
I let any concerns I had about Mel go and began to walk through the mass of naked bodies, my eyes flicking over every form, every shape, trying to process and store the information I was seeing when I came across something I did not expect to see. I was looking at a figure of such stunning beauty it took my breath away, the biteable pale skin, the diminutive boobs, the fashionably-disheveled, short, blonde hair. This was a sight I never expected to see in a situation like this but in my wildest dreams always hoped I would.
It was Jenny.
“Michael?! This is a surprise!” Jenny blurted as her eyes roamed over my naked torso.
“Jenny! What are you doing here?” I asked. As soon as I did I realised what a stupid question that was. Jenny’s stance changed as she moved over onto her left hip and crossed her arms as she looked at me as if to say “seriously?”
I held up my hand as if to acknowledge the silliness of that comment. “Fair enough. Stupid question,” I countered, before my eyes ventured over Jenny’s delicious shape. “How come you are here in Forston though?” I continued, amending the previous comment sufficiently.
“Mel texted me and she seemed in a state so I came down to see her,” Jenny replied, revealing herself to be the awesome friend she always was, willing to do anything for those people she was closest with. “I didn’t expect all of…this, though,” Jenny remarked with a wave of her hand.
“Yeah they’re a pretty close-knit community. Some people knitted closer than others,” I joked looking around. Jenny smirked and snorted as she covered her mouth as if to prevent herself from laughing too much. The snort however just gave her a fit of giggles. It was pretty funny. Here I was with Mel’s best friend in the middle of an orgy, both of us making small-talk as if we’d just bumped into each other at King Cross station. It was then I had an idea on how to progress things a little further.
“What am I saying? I haven’t even given you a hug,” I commented, hand on my chest as if this was just a gentlemanly mistake.
“Well, as long as it’s just a hug,” Jenny replied, that smirk staying on her face as she flirted back. I opened my arms and let her walk into them, then wrapped them round her. In my fantasies I always imagined she’d feel amazing but now that I had my arms around her warm pale body she felt even better. I held onto her tightly and could feel her arms around my neck pulling me closer to her, it was then that she did something that I was hoping she would as I felt her amazing slim shape against my muscled torso. She moaned.
“Hmmmm,” Jenny sighed as she moved her hips against me, my hips pushing back as she did so, the two of us moving our body against the other, my hard cock pressing against her stomach, my balls touching her mound, I moved my hands further down her back onto her waist so I could pull her into me, her hands moving over my back, her fingers drawing shapes into my muscles as she placed the merest amount of pressure. I drew my head back and we looked into each other’s eyes momentarily before bringing our lips together for a kiss, our mouth’s moving hungrily against each other, as if years of secret longing had suddenly been realised. Jenny pulled her body away from me, her hand gripping my girth, as we remained joined at the lips but tumbled to the floor.
“We should hug more,” I commented as my hand slid down her stomach to her quim, moving through her muff to get to her slit.
“Definitely,” agreed Jenny as her mouth met mine, her tongue slipping inside. I couldn’t believe I was finally this close to fucking someone I had aways looked on as an unobtainable fantasy figure. Jenny was rolling her hand up and down my cock and my hand was moving up and down her opening, exploring her lips, feeling out her bean (which was noticeably smaller than Mel’s) and savouring the differences. “Michael, look”.
I looked at Jenny and she nodded over to her left. About 10 feet away Mel was lying on top of Hugh Huntsman, her body writhing against his, her hands moving through his silver hair as she kissed him fiercely, like she needed his kisses, yearned for them, and just wanted more. Hugh’s hands were on on her backside and judging by his movements he already had a finger in Mel’s star.
“I didn’t know my best friend was such a dirty bitch,” Jenny commented on my wife’s lascivious display.
“I did,” I said as my kisses moved back to Jenny’s neck so I could also see what was going on. “Did the two of you ever…” I asked, just leaving the question hanging there.
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