“You like that baby?” he rumbles hungrily. “Fuck, you’re tight.”
As I watch, he slips a finger into her bottom and then two. She lets out a muffled squeal but continues to suck him as her pussy drips heavily.
“Oh yeah,” he growls, stirring his fingers in her tiny pink drum. “You’re so fucking horny, aren’t you my sweet girl?”
At that moment, Liam looks up and his gaze meets mine. Can he see me, or am I just a silhouette in the darkness? But instead of beating his chest in rage, Liam merely smiles devilishly and shoves his fingers even deeper into his girlfriend’s bottom.
“You like this, don’t you sweetheart? Trust me, you’ll like it even more once you’ve got two cocks in you.”
With that, I know what comes next. Liam’s inviting me in on the action, and with a decisive step forward, I enter the room and shut the door before locking it. After all, it seems the true party is right here and there’s no way I’m going to miss even a second.
3
Alyssa
“Yes, that’s good,” I moan as Liam stirs his fingers in my bottom. We like to play around back there, even if we’ve never actually done anal. It’s something that’s eluded us because I was always a little nervous. But I can tell that Liam wants to do the dirty this time around because he’s stirring in gradually larger circles, getting me loosened up and ready.
“You feel so good,” he rasps while scissoring his fingers inside my rectum. The sensation is amazing and I pant heavily around his cock. Mmm, who knew sex could be so naughty?
After all, we’re in Bart’s bedroom right now. I couldn’t believe it when Liam whispered in my ear that he wanted to fuck me. We were in the middle of a raging party filled with writhing, sweaty bodies. Where would we find the privacy?
But my boyfriend merely smirked and took my hand. We crept down the hall, and at first I thought he was going to direct me to a bathroom. To be honest, I was disgusted at the possibility because I don’t want to make love where someone does their business. But instead, we crept all the way down the hall to the very end before Liam pushed open a door. Then we stepped inside a massive bedroom and I gasped when I realized its owner.
“Are you sure?” I asked in a trembling voice. “Won’t Bart be angry?”
My boyfriend merely smiled devilishly, his white teeth gleaming in the low light.
“No, I think he’d want us to use it. Besides, he’s got a bed big enough for three,” Liam remarked. I was about to follow-up on that comment when he crushed my lips beneath his, and then all thoughts flew out of my mind. After all, this man is an incredible kisser and soon I was nude and panting while sucking him down.
“You like that, baby?” he rasps. His index and middle fingers slip deeper into my ass and I moan even harder.
“Yes,” I manage in a choked voice around his dick. “Oooh yes! Put it all the way in,” I beg.
Outside, the party is still raging but suddenly a clicking sound greets my ears, like someone’s just shut the door. Then, there’s a slight shuffle and a low groan rumbles from the corner of the room. But I’m sure it’s just my imagination. After all, the room’s dark and I don’t see anything. I’m also half out of my mind with pleasurable delirium at the moment, and even more so when Liam slips his fingers out of my bottom with an audible pop before smacking my ass.
“I need to be in you,” he growls, those blue eyes flaring. “Right now, baby. Come on, into my lap.”
My boyfriend sits on the mattress with his enormous staff pointing straight up, the tip leaking copious amounts of fluid. With a sigh, I straddle him, my creamy thighs parting over his huge shaft. Then I begin to lower myself, even as my pussy’s stretched by his enormous tool.
“Oh yes,” I moan melodiously, my eyes fluttering shut. “Mmm, that feels good.”
“You feel good,” my boyfriend whispers in my ear as I take him all the way to his balls. “Fuck you’re so tight.”
But as I drag myself up once more, coating him in nectar, suddenly I see something, or rather someone, in the corner of the room. There’s a shadowy figure standing there immobile and I’m just about to scream when I realize it’s Bart!
What the fuck? But Liam senses my trepidation and whispers in my ear.
“Let him watch a little,” he rasps. “Give our host something to enjoy.”
Sure enough, Bart’s pulled his cock out of his jeans and he’s fisting it slowly as he watches me move up and down my boyfriend’s shaft. A strangled gasp escapes my lips because the rod in his palm is enormous. It’s got to be at least ten inches, with bulging veins on the right and left sides.