Wes found some more of his favourites, including the only cumshot of the bunch. Young Mila was on her knees and looking at the camera from the side. She had a huge grin on her face as if she were laughing and was holding out her hand as if trying to stop the shutter from clicking. Although the picture was also blurry, they could clearly see Mila’s other hand at her mouth, her fingers touching the cum on her chin, the cum dripping down all over her tits. For the first time, Mila looked a little shy.
“He came a lot,” she said simply, a little breathless.
Wes was now certain that he would not last much longer. His cock was throbbing as she gently slid her hand up and down. She knew exactly how to keep him going as long as possible. “Should we get to the main course?” he said.
She grinned and jokingly put her hand over her face.
“You’re going to have to fill in some plot holes here,” he said as he scrolled down to find the pictures they both knew were coming.
She saw the thumbnail before he opened it and the memories and excitement came rushing back to her. She put her head on Wes’ chest and in an almost whisper said, “Ryan and I played the same games you and I do.”
Mila paused then went on.
“I can’t remember how it started, but it’s been the same in all my relationships, so I can only assume it’s me. I think it’s because of how much I love blowjobs. I love the feeling of my pussy getting attention while I have a dick in my mouth. There’s something about that sensation that just thrills me. Somehow, we just got on the idea of having another person join us and it took off. Sound familiar?”
Ryan laughed and kissed her.
“It wasn’t serious until it was. Ryan’s best friend, Pete, was visiting. He was a musician touring around with his band and he came to stay with us for a weekend. His friend was attractive enough, but when I saw him on stage, I felt pretty strongly that I wanted him. I knew Ryan wanted it too even though he didn’t really say it. We got home from the gig, we’d all had a few drinks. It was just jokes at first, but then the camera came out and Ryan was showing him pictures of us!”
“How did you feel?”
“It happened so fast, but I only protested half-heartedly. I wanted Pete to see me and I think that’s when I knew what was going to happen.”
Mila looked at the computer screen again. “Wait, where are the rest of the pictures?”
“What do you mean? These are the only ones I found,” said Wes.
“Scroll down.”
“That’s it, that’s all there is.”
“Oh boy. I’m pretty sure there are way more than that. That’s nothing!”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean Pete was there for the whole weekend and it all started with the camera.”
Mila looked deeply at the picture on the screen. She saw herself on her knees smiling and she knew exactly when that picture had been taken. It was early on in the whole thing, the first night. She was pretty sure she hadn’t touched Pete yet, that he had only watched.
“Then you’ll have to fill in the blanks,” said Wes, moving down between Mila’s legs. He slowly parted her vulva with his tongue and she moaned and cursed. Her eyes remained fixed on the screen. She was partly back in that house that weekend, partly wondering what had happened to the rest of the pictures. She closed her eyes and began.
“It was perfect. We were high, but not sloppy. When Pete saw the pictures of me, he looked at me across the room just as much as he looked at me on the tiny camera screen. Ryan was so proud, bragging about what a fox I was, how I couldn’t get enough. Normally, I would never have tolerated Ryan saying those things, but I just felt sexier. I could feel the mood changing in the room. I could feel myself being pulled into their energy. Then Ryan was on the couch next to me while Pete continued to swipe through the photos. I knew what he was seeing, his eyes glued to my body.
Ryan held me and I could feel how turned on he was and it was only making me hotter. I wanted him to kiss me and he did. Then we were making out and I completely forgot that we weren’t alone. We were touching each other and then his hands were under my clothes. Before I knew it, my top was off and Ryan was playing with my tits. Once he started sucking on my nipples, all bets were off.”
“I know all about that,” said Wes as he paused from slowly sliding his tongue over her pussy. She laughed and sighed as he gradually found her clitoris and licked it lightly. His cock was almost hurting as she told the story.
“His hands were in my pants one minute and then my pants were on the floor the next. I was grasping at the bulge that I knew was waiting in his pants. In a moment, I was on my knees beside the couch with his cock in my mouth. That’s when I heard the camera shutter click and remembered that Pete was still sitting in the chair on the other side of the room. I remember stopping and looking at him. He said something about how he should maybe leave or something like that. I looked at Ryan and I knew that this was it, then I told Pete he could stay.”
Wes moved his tongue more quickly and began sucking lightly on Mila’s clit. She had trouble continuing the story through her heavy breaths, but pushed on.
“I went back to blowing Ryan and Pete moved his chair closer so he could get a better look. I could see him rubbing himself through his pants. Soon Pete undressed and sat there stroking himself as I stroked Ryan. I remember looking Pete in the eyes with Ryan’s cock in my mouth. He wanted me so badly. He was watching me like he was going to eat me. I felt like I was going to explode if someone didn’t touch my pussy, so I stopped and said as much. I stood up and put one of my legs up on the couch so they could both see my pussy. Ryan held my ass and hips with his hands and buried his face. I looked over to Pete. I could tell he was going to cum and felt my orgasm come on so intensely that I had to hold on to Ryan’s head to keep from falling over.”
Mila grabbed Wes’ head and pushed him into her. He could feel her body contracting as he sucked her clit. She silently bucked and convulsed until she could take no more and pushed him away. She lay there for a moment in silence, her eyes closed. Wes watched her and wondered where she was. She opened one eye and looked at him with a side-glance.
“That’s just the beginning,” she said.
Mila sat up and peeled off her shirt. Her tits bounced as she pushed Wes back onto the bed and took his cock in her hands. He couldn’t take much more of this and she knew it. She took him in her mouth briefly before continuing. Now, she looked him in the eyes and told her story with purpose.
“Ryan hadn’t cum yet and stood up. He sat me down on the edge of the couch and fed me his cock while Pete continued to watch and recover. With an audience, I surprised even myself how well I sucked Ryan’s cock. He was buckling at the knees and could barely stand up. That’s when he said something about how I’d always wanted my pussy licked while giving a blowjob. That’s when it really hit me that Pete wasn’t going to just watch. I wanted him to touch me, but I couldn’t imagine it, what it would feel like, and I stopped sucking to watch Pete get down on his knees and move towards me. He kissed me and cupped my breast in his hand. He ran his hands over my thighs and ass. I could finally feel how much he wanted me. He kissed his way down my body and sucked on my nipples. He found my pussy and I shifted back on the couch to let his tongue explore me. Ryan stood partially on the couch and began sliding his cock into my mouth again. I had handfuls of Pete’s hair while Ryan used my mouth.
Wes could feel himself reaching the breaking point. Mila knew it and timed the juicy bits of her story to his orgasm.
“The feeling of having a tongue on my clit and a cock in my mouth was unlike anything else. I can’t remember if I came again, but it wouldn’t surprise me. I was so focused on what was happening, how surprised I was that I was actually having two men, that I maybe forgot about how good it felt. I was certainly moaning around Ryan’s cock and soon he pulled out and came into my open mouth. I remember that even though I tried swallowing it, there was too much and I was dripping with it in the end.”
“Did Pete fuck you?” said Wes.
“We didn’t have any condoms and I wasn’t sure I wanted Pete to fuck me anyway, so we somehow reached an unspoken understanding.”
“What understanding?”
“Well, what do you think?”
“Tell me,” said Wes, holding on until she continued.
“We understood that I would blow Pete and he could lick my pussy.”
“And did you?” said Wes.
“Oh god yes. I sucked him off so many times my jaw hurt. Either Ryan fucked me while I blew him, or Pete licked me while I blew Ryan, or I blew them both, or they both just played with my body until I came. They took turns fucking my tits, too.”
With that, Wes blew. Mila tried to contain it, but it was too much. She had to get into the shower afterwards. Wes took one last look at the computer screen then put it away. He lay back down, his mind blank, trying to stay awake.
When Mila strutted back into the room, Wes looked half-alive. They held each other without speaking and then turned out the light. Just as sleep was overtaking Wes, he heard Mila whisper, “I wonder what happened to the rest of those pictures?”
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