The orb in her mouth slid free, and she took the opportunity to suckle the other, but then laid her head back on the pillow and watched in amusement as they bounced back and forth above her for a bit.
Donna was eventually pulled off of her, gently of course, and Jessie was able to sit up. She wished she’d been able to watch and film, so she could have seen what was going on, but they were filming it to watch later, so she’d find out eventually.
“Get over here,” Dexter said, reaching out and taking Jessie’s hand, then pulling her up.
She giggled but was forcibly spun around and saw Donna laying down in the same spot Jessie had been a few seconds before.
“Don’t think you’re getting out of this,” John said, and Jessie realized that he’d been talking to her when she glanced over and saw him staring at her for a few seconds. “Get down there and eat,” he ordered. She felt a wave of pleasure wash through her and moaned quietly, then quickly knelt back on the bed and buried her face between Donna’s legs.
*****
Dexter
Earlier…
Feeling Jessie’s mouth on his balls was a brief delight for him before he started throat fucking Donna again. She felt fucking incredible, and he couldn’t get enough of completely submerging his cock inside her, then pulling it out only to plunge it completely back in. There was no resistance in her, and she willingly took his entirety in, again and again, her moans of pleasure filling the room.
After they built up a good rhythm, John in her ass, Jessie’s strap-on in her pussy, and him in her mouth and throat, they fucked her like that for a good thirty minutes.
John cocked his head at him at one point and gestured to Donna’s gorgeous, pale rump, and Dex grinned, then nodded.
Playing his part, Dexter felt a little silly as he spoke, but Donna’s reaction was obvious. He could see how turned on she was and had to smile when she shook her head defiantly at him. Somehow, he could tell what she wanted, and raised his hand. For a brief moment, he saw the fire in her eyes, almost as if she were daring him. Bringing it back down, he slapped her, though harder than he’d intended. She whimpered pitifully at him, and he grabbed her throat.
After he played his part, he and John switched. He figured Jessie would move too, but she stayed put as John moved near her. He lost sight of the her as he moved around behind Donna and her voluptuous ass, and promptly forgot about anything else in the room but the sight of the dildo sliding in and out of her pussy. Grinning, he watched for a bit, then grabbed the bottle of lube that John had set aside.
Coating the head of his cock with some, he moved into position and pushed the head against the rose of her anus, then slowly slid in.
Her groan was low and guttural, and she turned, staring hard at him, her eyes rolling back in her head as he gently but deliberately plunged in. She only broke character once, nodding at him to continue after he’d stopped suddenly upon seeing her wince. After a few seconds, he was completely in her ass, and felt the odd sensation of the dildo pushing up through Donna and into his cock. He imagined another dick would feel just as weird.
Pushing the weird thoughts from his mind, he focused on the rippling flesh beneath his fingers, and how her ass cheeks shook when one of her three assailants thrust into her. He began to imagine that it was Jessie he was inside, and two other guys that were fucking her other holes but had to push the thoughts from his mind as his arousal surged from the fantasy.
Another half hour passed as he fucked her, drawing several more mind-erasing orgasms from the tortured brunette and leaving her completely and obviously at his whims.
He looked up, seeing John thrusting into Donna’s face. Looking back up at him, John grinned and gestured to Jessie.
Dex knew immediately what he was wondering. Could they dominate Jessie like they were doing with Donna? He grinned, immediately okaying the idea.
Sliding his cock free of Donna’s ass, he cleaned himself off with the wet-wipes that someone had thought of beforehand, then dried off the excess moisture with one of the hand towels that had been set close by. Taking the opportunity, he used another to clean Donna’s backside up of juices and got her looking as delicious as ever.
John was pulling his girlfriend off of Jessie, gesturing to where she was laying. Dexter quickly moved back and grabbed her hand, yanking her up and telling her to, “Get over here.”
John grinned as Donna lay down in Jessie’s spot, then took Dex’s cue and said, “Don’t think you’re getting out of this.”
Jessie looked surprised for a moment, but then practically growled when she was told by John to eat his girlfriend’s abused pussy. Dex smiled, watching as she dove between Donna’s thighs and started to ravenously devour her pussy.
Briefly thinking about fucking Jessie, he elected to take a break instead and went to the kitchen, getting a couple of bottles of water and bringing them back. John was recovering as well, and Dex noticed that he’d taken off the cock-ring.
“You’d probably better take yours off for a while. You don’t want to damage that motherfucker,” John said.
Dex nodded and had read as much online when he’d looked up how to use one safely. Glad that he’d taken the opportunity to re-shave his pubic hair recently, he worked the black ring off and felt instant relief as the blood started to flow easier to his dick. Gripping it in his hand, he stroked briefly then heard John chuckle and looked over. He was holding his own, but the head was barely visible, peeking above his thumb. Dex smirked then looked down at his own, having a good length still visible past his.
“Fucker,” John said with a grin. “You good with me fucking yours for a bit while you fuck mine?” he asked quietly, his face suddenly more serious.
The question hit him hard. It was the first time that someone had put words to what they actually wanted to do to Jessie. They weren’t just tripping and falling into her, or accidentally getting a blowjob. John was asking his permission to have sex with his girlfriend, and it was Dexter’s choice. “Hell yes, man. I am. Have fun with the little minx.”
“You’re a good man, brother,” John said, offering him his elbow. He tapped it with his own and locked eyes with Jessie for a moment as she looked up at him. In that instant, she knew. He’d consented. An entire conversation passed between them in the blink of an eye, and his girlfriend knew that she was going to be fucked by another man, with her boyfriend’s willing consent. Dexter’s arousal was reaching dangerous levels.
“I’m gonna play this shit up,” John said with a wry grin, then turned and moved to the bed behind Jessie. “Look at these two wretched fucking bitches.”
Jessie was giggling at the banter, but Donna was writhing on the bed under Jessie’s tongue, and the words only seemed to drive her closer to another orgasm. Spurred on by her reaction, Dex quelled the impulse to walk over and dive into the middle of the two. Instead, he moved up and stood watching the scene, trying to be mindful of the camera at the same time.
The two men looked down at Jessie for a minute, and she seemed to be totally focused on eating her best friend’s pussy for the time being. There wasn’t any delicateness or foreplay-esque tentativeness about what she was doing either.
Donna had one hand down, tangled up in Jessie’s hair, pulling hard while a pained expression was on her face. Jessie was simply content to stare straight up at her friend, both arms wrapped under and around Donna’s thighs, her cheeks pressed tight up against Donna’s thighs and her head being moved from the vigorous wriggling her tongue must be doing, buried deep in Donna’s pussy.
John leaned over, grabbing Donna’s face for a second, then gently slapped her a few times, causing her to whimper.
“Is she eating your pussy good you slut?” he asked.
Donna moaned nonsensically in response.
Realizing he was just watching and not helping Dex kneeled back on the bed and reached over, pulling at Donna’s nipple. John took the opportunity to grab the other and pulled along with him.
“Ohhhhh fuuuuuuuuu…” Donna cried out, her expression going pained again for a moment. Her head rolled back, along with her eyes, as she started to cum, her hips bucking wildly against Jessie as she fought to stay latched on and continue her energetic licking and slurping.
John let go of Donna’s nipple, and Dex followed suit, then winced as John slapped one breast and then the other. Donna cried out weakly, her orgasm obviously benefitting from the stimulation. Grinning, John offered Dex a wink, then moved up and cradled Donna’s head as she regained focus.
Whispering directly at her, John cradled her head and neck as she came, her orgasm seemingly almost frighteningly intense. He couldn’t hear what John was saying but saw Donna nodding repeatedly and heard her weakly say, “God… yes, please, yes please.”
“So, you want more?” John asked, his voice louder.
“Fuck… yes… please…” Donna said.
“Told you this gash was fuckin’ good to go,” he said looking back at Dex.
Determined to figure out how to play his part better, Dex bided his time and waited for his opportunity. After a few minutes, Donna seemed to have recovered enough to try and wrench Jessie’s head away from her pussy, but Dex saw that his girlfriend wasn’t having it, and repeatedly went right back to slurping at her best friend.
“Jesus, she’s going to fucking kill me,” Donna said, tears falling from her eyes as she finally stopped trying to fight Jessie off. “Fuck… that’s so fucking good…” she said.
“What the fuck is this cunt crying for?” John asked.
“Hormones, dick,” Donna spat, drawing a grin from her boyfriend in response.
“Bitch has a mouth on her,” Dex said, drawing a glare from her.
“Oh… shit…” John said. “I think she’s getting an attitude with us.”
“Oh… hell no,” Dex said, feeling like he was getting into the groove of things.