“He likes to watch,” Vicky said, shrugging. She pulled Dexter’s cock over to her lips again, pursing her lips and kissing the fat head, then blossoming her lips over it, watching Eric all the while.
He was smiling widely when Dex glanced over again.
“Well, can I pay him some attention?” Donna asked, smiling widely at Vicky. “I promise I’ll behave myself.”
Vicky giggled. “Sweetie, you can pay him as much attention as he wants you to. He’s just about the most understanding husband ever. I mean… I’m over here sucking another man’s cock, for Pete’s sake.”
Everyone chuckled at that, and Eric shrugged, smiling.
“Well, do you like blowjobs?” Donna asked.
Dexter looked over, seeing that he was still watching Vicky and she was still looking over at him. He turned a little more, making it easier for her to look at her husband and still suck Dexter’s cock. She still kept her lips moving around the head, slowly running her tongue along the outside and only occasionally letting her lips slide around the whole head.
“Hell yes, I like blowjobs,” Eric said. “The trouble is, my dick has just as many nerve endings as a normal sized dick, so it’s super sensitive and it gives me a hair trigger. I’ll cum like… 10 times in a row if you just keep at it,” he said.
“What?” Donna said, laughing and looking over at him. “That’s insane!”
He smirked. “Yeah, it’s pretty ridiculous.”
Vicky grinned. “I learned to love the taste of cum pretty darn quickly in our relationship,” she said, grinning over at him as she kissed the top of Dexter’s cock, her tongue sliding out and pulling in another string of pre-cum for her to play with in her mouth and across the top of his cock.
“So, you just cum like… a normal guy, and then a few minutes later, you shoot again?” she asked.
He chuckled, nodding. “Yeah. It can make a mess, so I usually just satisfy my wife with oral sex and get off that way.”
Vicky grinned, momentarily popping Dexter’s cock out of her mouth. “Oh, Donna, he’s so good at that. You should let him show you.”
Dexter chuckled, drawing a look from the brunette. “Would you mind, daddy?” she asked.
He didn’t realize she was talking to him, and laughed, glancing at John.
“No, no, no, no,” she said, reaching over and turning his face toward her. “I told you before, he doesn’t get to decide who does what to me. This pussy is yours, daddy,” she said.
Dexter sighed, smiling in embarrassed silence. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the Daddy thing.”
Vicky frowned. “Aww…,” she said. “You mean you don’t want to see me at your knees, sucking your cock and saying, fill my mouth up with your cum, daddy?”
He groaned in pleasure and chuckled, the other two guys laughing. Donna was still looking at him though, and he smirked. “If you’re going to insist on asking me, then of course you can. It’s your body, crazy girl.”
She shook her head and pointed at him. “No, it’s fucking not,” she said, mock anger on her face as she stood there a second, looking ridiculous being angry and nude at the same time. Giggling a second later, she offered Eric her hand, and he took it, standing.
“Here,” Vicky said. “Let’s do this.”
She moved so that Eric was positioned on one end of the couch, Donna’s head touching Dexter’s, and Vicky was on the other, sucking Dexter’s cock. That way, Eric could still watch his wife pleasuring another man, and Donna could get her pussy eaten.
Smiling, he looked down and watched as Vicky resumed pleasuring him, still looking over and watching her husband. Dexter glanced over, seeing Eric watching her for a moment, then looking over at Donna as she spread her legs.
He looked down between her legs, smiling widely. “I really like doing this,” he said. “But you’re sure you cleaned?”
She nodded. “I washed and rinsed my kitty, I promise. She’s cleaner than she was earlier.”
Eric shrugged, smiling widely. “Aw hell, I’m kidding. Shit like that doesn’t bother me.”
Vicky giggled, winking over at him, then sliding her lips around Dexter’s cock-head again. Her hands moved gently over his balls, hanging oddly because of the cock-ring.
“Oh… shit…” Donna said, moaning audibly. Dexter looked over and saw Eric looking up toward Donna’s face, his lips and tongue hidden by her pubic mound, but his jaw moving noticeably. There was no pretense or pretending to enjoy eating pussy with this guy, Dexter realized. He looked like he loved it.
Donna groaned loudly, reaching down and caressing Eric’s face. “God… baby,” she moaned, reaching out for John, who was sitting on Eric’s original seat.
“He getting’ at that shit good, baby?” he asked.
“Oh, fuck, John,” she said. “I’m moving in with them,” she told him, causing the others to laugh.
Dexter looked over at her for a second, and then back down at Vicky’s gorgeous face, her lips sucking the head of his cock, her eyes locked on him.
“Fuck… oh my God,” Donna said, groaning and slapping the couch cushion. Dex smiled, watching for a minute as she started to cum, her moans filling the room.
“Y’all are still at it?” Jessie asked, coming in behind them.
Dexter smiled, looking over his shoulder and seeing her walking in, nude, her hair still damp from a shower.
*****
Jessie
Stepping around, she sat down next to Dexter and giggled, looking over at him and shaking her head in mock dismay.
“I can’t leave you alone for five minutes,” she said. He smiled widely up at her.
“I hope it’s okay that we came back,” Vicky said.
“Of course!” Jessie said. “I didn’t want you guys to leave in the first place.” Donna’s moans were getting more and more out of control, and Jessie giggled, raising her eyebrows.
“Oh, he’s that good,” Vicky assured her, looking up and seeing the look on Jessie’s face. “Anyway, I called and texted before we came back, but I rightly assumed that you guys were occupied.”
Jessie giggled and nodded.
Donna finally stopped practically screaming in pleasure, and was laying on the couch, convulsing in ecstasy as Eric sat back and smiled. She finally sat up, her eyes moving over everyone as if she were just waking up, then she surged forward and practically tackled Eric in a kiss. Giggling, Jessie watched as she worked his pants off.
Leaning down, her roommate wasted no time in taking Eric’s diminutive manhood into her mouth.
“God,” he said, groaning and looking over at Vicky, who was smiling as she stroked and kissed at Dexter’s cock.
Apparently, she wasn’t going to just keep sucking him off though, and she immediately straddled him, sliding her pussy down and starting to rub it against his shaft.
“Oh, shit,” he said. “No one’s tried that.”
She smiled, leaning down to kiss him again. “I’m gonna fucking drain you,” she said, smiling widely.
Jessie giggled, looking over at John as he grinned widely and watched.
“John might be a pathetic fucking lay,” Donna said, grinding against Eric’s crotch, “but he’s no slouch himself. You should let him repay the favor.”
Vicky smiled, but then looked over at Eric.
“I’m good with it,” he said, smiling at her.
Giggling, she looked up at Jessie. “Mind taking care of this for me?” she asked, looking up at her.
Jessie smiled, sliding down to lay her head on Dex’s shoulder and idly start stroking his cock.
Standing, John immediately came over and took Vicky’s hand. She stood and giggled, letting him push her gently back on the couch as Dexter and Jessie both turned to watch.
Lifting her legs wide, Vicky assumed much the same position that Jessie had found herself in earlier when Don had been overwhelmed and accidentally fucked her so good. The gorgeous blonde was perched precariously, laying on her back, her legs up and spread, and her pussy presented as John grinned widely and rubbed his hands together, as if he were going to dive in.
Moving to his knees, Jessie and Dexter watched as John quickly started to go down on Vicky. He seemed to be just as ravenous as Eric, and Vicky was definitely enjoying what he was doing. He would run his tongue up the length of her pussy a few times, and then concentrate on rubbing back and forth on her clit.
Her hand reached down at one point, and she quickly put it back down. He smirked, reaching up and taking her hand, then slapping it forcefully down on his head. “Hurt a motherfucker,” he said, smiling for a second before he started licking her again.
“Guh,” she said, squeezing a handful of hair in her hands as Jessie watched.
“He’s good, right?” Donna said.
“Fuck… very,” Vicky said. “God, babe,” she said, looking over at her husband. Jessie followed her gaze, seeing Donna still grinding on Eric’s crotch.
“Fuck,” he said, convulsing for a second. She grinned, sliding off of him and lowering her face to his cock, a stream of cum already spraying up and into her face. She laughed in surprise, taking him into her mouth quickly as he continued to cum. A few seconds later, he groaned, and Jessie figured he’d stopped.
Donna didn’t relent, though, and started to move her lips faster and faster on his diminutive shaft. His hands seemed to be pulling her though, and Jessie watched as her roommate moved into a 69 with him.
She giggled, seeing Dexter’s disgusted face. She realized that Donna’s pussy must still be covered with at least a little of Eric’s own cum.
“What is it with those two not caring about tasting their own spunk?” she asked him quietly.
He winced again and shook his head. “That’s not for me,” he said.
Vicky was holding her legs up with both hands under her knees. Dexter reached over and playfully pinched a nipple, drawing a sigh of pleasure from her amid her sea of moans. Passion seemed to overtake Vicky in that moment, and as Jessie watched, she reached down and pulled John up, kissing him as she came. Groaning, she clutched at him, pulling him tight against her.
“Oh… fuck,” the blonde said, her voice thick with pleasure as well as surprise. Jessie giggled, knowing how John operated and the silly liberties he liked to take with girls. He was thrusting in and out, his cock the perfect height for how she’d been positioned.
“Fuck,” she moaned. “You’re so small, but fuck that feels good,” she said.
“Are you trying to make a redneck cum early?” he said. “Insults turn me on, dammit,” he said, grinning.