Donna still hadn’t slowed down, her tongue whipping over Jessie’s clit as the intrusive finger plowed deeper and deeper into Jessie’s butt.
Whimpering, she felt the orgasm build to a dizzying intensity and knew that it would be a powerful one. Again and again, she cried out quietly around Dex’s massive shaft, feeling the building wave of pleasure almost crashing over.
“Fuck,” Donna said, feeling Jessie’s butt start clenching as she started to cum. Loud cries of pleasure flowed out from around Dexter’s shaft and he moved to let her breathe but she reached up and pulled against his butt as he started to pull out.
Practically screaming in pleasure, she looked up at him as he stared down, smiling, Donna still relentless in her punishment.
Finally, she went limp and Dexter chuckled, sliding out of her mouth and moving down to cradle her head. Her breath was coming in great gasps and she weakly pushed Donna away.
“Stop,” she begged. “Too much…”
Donna grinned and kissed her leg, then began running her fingers over Jessie’s body as she worked back up from the abyss that the mind-numbing orgasm had left her in. Eventually, she was able to slide upward and lean weakly against Dexter.
“I think we broke her,” he said, caressing her face. Jessie grinned weakly and shook her head, forcing her eyes open.
“You were supposed to break Donna, jerk,” she said, smiling affectionately at him.
“Oh, he will,” Donna said, reaching for his hand. He kissed Jessie a final time as she scooted over to lay down next to her roommate as she spread her legs.
Dex, his cock still menacingly erect, moved to kneel between Donna’s legs. Jessie moved up beside her to play with her breasts a little, and maybe rub a hand on her pussy when she could. Smiling, she leaned over and kissed Donna on the lips, drawing a wink as she did so from the brunette.
Dex was kneeling between her legs, his cock still thick and delicious looking. He smiled as Donna wrapped her feet around him and pulled. “Please,” she begged. He smiled, but didn’t relent, and Jessie figured he was having fun torturing her.
Donna had lain down on a pillow, and as such, she was looking down between her legs naturally. Dex’s cock looked immense as he gripped it with his fist, stroking gently and then laying it down across the breadth of her pussy.
“Ooo,” Donna said, eyeing it. He stared down at her and began to slide gently backward and forward across her presented pussy. His cock would start at the very edge of her lips, the bulbous tip easily covering the entirety of her damp folds. She had a very petite vagina, Jessie supposed. Her lips were naturally concealing in how they were constructed and kept most of the rest of her sex neatly hidden away. Only a small portion of her inner folds could be seen, and Jessie wasn’t all that sure it wasn’t Dex’s movements that were exposing it.
He would move from the very end of her vagina, barely touching before he slid forward, pressing down as he moved. The action would force her pussy lips apart as the shaft pushed against them and moved upward. The head would slide past the opening, sometimes even dipping enticingly in for a second before he would lift slightly and it would keep going, rubbing torturously against her clit as he smiled down at her. At the end of his stroke, he was fully extended, the entirety of his cock resting against the pubis, his balls hanging down against her folds. The great length would be laying across her lower stomach, looking terrifyingly huge. Jessie could only marvel at it and wonder what it would look like against her decidedly smaller body.
Donna whimpered, almost pleading at him after enduring a good minute of the tortured thrusting. She didn’t speak though and looked like she would let him continue to torment her for hours if he so chose.
Dex reached over suddenly and grabbed Jessie by the hair. She cried out in surprise and then giggled as he forced her over, pushing the tip of his cock in her mouth a few times before continuing on and pushing her face against Donna’s tortured cunt.
“God…” Donna groaned as Jessie obediently began to slide her tongue across the clit she’d been face-slammed into. She knew that he wanted her to get her slit wet as well, so she gathered some spit in her mouth and pushed it out with her tongue, slathering it over her roommate’s folds. She felt him lift her up then, gently pulling at her hair. Smiling, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand as she looked up. He leaned over and kissed her then, and she heard a low moan.
“Oh God, thank you,” Donna moaned, and Jessie could feel the two of them moving. Dexter still didn’t break their kiss though, and she smiled as she realized that he’d started fucking her while he was kissing his girlfriend.
Eventually he had to break the kiss, and turned, focusing on Donna. Her legs were up and moved as far out of the way as she could get them, almost as if she were afraid that if they did get in the way, he’d take his cock away.
Sitting back, Jessie reached over and began to play and pinch at Donna’s breasts and nipples, then moved a hand down to gently rub against Donna’s clit.
Donna groaned and swore when Jessie touched her, her head pushing back into the pillow. Dexter was rhythmically sliding into her at an excruciatingly slow pace, his cock taking a few seconds to slide in completely.
“God, Dex, please fuck me harder,” she begged finally. “You’re fucking torturing me!”
He smiled. “Don’t be a mouthy cunt then,” he said, reaching down and softly pinching her nipple. She whimpered and nodded.
“Whatever you want,” she replied.
He chuckled. “Apologize,” he said, stopping mid stroke.
“Fuuuuuuuuck,” Donna complained. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
He smiled and started to slide in and out again but didn’t increase from original speed.
Donna whimpered in mild annoyance, her expression changing from pleasure to pain to irritation and back. Jessie continued to gently rub her clit, watching with a wide smile as her boyfriend continued to torture her roommate.
“Apologize to Jessie,” he ordered.
Donna whimpered, resisting for a minute. Dex stopped moving and she cried out in frustration.
“Say, I’m sorry Jessie,” he said.
Donna turned a pleading look on her face. “I’m so sorry Jessie,” she said.
“For making you eat my filthy pussy,” he ordered.
“For making you eat my filthy fucking pussy,” she said. She looked back at him, almost pleading.
“Good girl,” he said, smiling. Immediately, he picked up the pace and started to fuck harder and harder down into Donna. She whimpered in pleasure each time he withdrew, and then cried out in ecstasy when he thrust inside.
“God, this is gonna be huge,” she whimpered. “Choke me?” she begged. He looked at Jessie, surprised. She shrugged and smiled, just as taken aback.
He leaned forward and gently slid his hands around her throat, tightening a little as he thrust.
“Harder,” she said, and Jessie saw him squeeze tighter. “Keep going, I’ll tap you when that’s enough… fuck…” she said, mid thrust.