The Orgy Part 3

I hadn't noticed that you weren't partaking in the feast before us. Intrigued, I turned to observe you. You were relaxed on the large soft sofa pushed against the far wall. One arm rested along the edge of the couch, your fingers clenching and unclenching at the fabric. Your face shone with desire, your eyes flicking back and forth between the scenes before you. From the movement in your chest, your breathing was heavy and your body was obviously aroused. Your fingers glided over your hard cock in a slow but purposeful motion, masturbating yourself as you watched. I could see your pre-cum glisten in the soft candlelight as your hand stroked rhythmically. Every now and then I'd see your lips part in a gasp as you watched something particularly arousing. I could see your intense excitement at every little nuance of the feast.

It was then that you turned to me. Our eyes met heatedly, sparks of desire lighting the room on fire. You were at my side in an instant, taking me into your arms. No hesitation, no delay in our frantic rush to have each other. Greedy fingers lifted the silk fabric from my body. Gasping, I watch you undress for me. Shirt and trousers quickly discarded so that our skin can move together. Hot flesh melting. Our mouths meet, lips crushing lips, tongues swirling together. Your fingers find my wetness immediately. We don't need foreplay, we don't need the slow build-up of a romantic encounter. We need release, we need gratification, we need our raw carnal cravings fulfilled. My fingers find your hardness and I wrap them around you. I stroke you firmly, sensuously, feeling you throb. Your fingers push into me gently, feeling my warmth surround your hand. Reaching up, your thumb finds my aching clit. Soft circular motions urge my desire on. My thighs part on their own, giving you entrance to me. Pushing me back against the pillows, you draw back for a moment. Your eyes grace my curves as mine wander over you as well. Dipping your head down, you pause to take a nipple into your mouth rolling it gently between your teeth. My fingers fly to your head, holding you to me as you suck at my breast.

Suddenly I feel your shift and the head of your hot erect cock is rubbing against me. With a growl, you thrust into me, your full length pushing me down into the soft cushions. Wrapping my thighs around you, I take you in, your hard length pressing deep inside me. Groaning, I feel every nerve in my body come alive with pleasure. Your hard thrusts were what I needed, a hard urgent fuck to fulfill my needs. Desperate for release, I slide my fingers across my belly. Running them around my clit, I gasp as I feel your body trembling. The sights were too much, the desire too strong. My orgasm hits me fast and unyielding. I cry out as my body convulses and pulses with the long needed release. You aren't far behind. Your body shakes as you fuck me. Your orgasm imminent, I tell you to cum in me. With a gasp, you body tenses and with one last thrust, you cum. I feel your cock pulsing as you release jet after jet of thick cum inside my cunt.

Breathless from our frantic tryst, we collapse against each other. Slowly gaining a sense of our surroundings, I look to see how my other guests are faring. With amusement, I notice that most are watching us. In various states of entanglement, my guests have turned to let us be the entertainment while they rested. I smile at them and a comfortable laughter spreads through the room. Slowly disengaging ourselves, we settle into the couch. I watch then as my male entrées for the evening exchange looks and get up. Smiling they walk toward me and take my hands. Looking at them inquisitively I let them lead me off the couch to the table. Gentle hands pick me up and lie me across the table. A pillow appears under my head and another hand strokes my hair.

"You have been so generous with us tonight, I think it's only fair we return the favor." I hear you say as you smile lustfully at me. Smiling in return I watch as my guests approach the table and hands make contact with my skin.

What will your pleasure be?