My head lined up with hers and I could see that her eyes were closed and she had a huge, exhausted grin on her face. When she finally opened her eyes, she looked right into mine. “That was… that was… unbelievable. I don’t know what the hell came over you, Jake, but I’m glad it did.” She paused and her expression became more serious. “But you know this can never happen again right? And Matt can never know.”
I nodded.
She smiled again. “Alright then, help me get cleaned up now, will you?”
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We didn’t talk much after that. Just got ready for bed and retreated to our respective corners. I think we were all still trying to process what had happened.
The next thing I remember was waking in the middle of the night. It was dark in the room and someone was laying next to me on the bed, kissing my neck and rubbing my cock through my boxers. It was Carlie. She whispered in my ear, “I couldn’t let the night end without having my turn.”
I looked down. She was still wearing her tank top, but her panties were gone. She reached down and pull my boxers away as I raised my hips to help. Then she quietly crawled on top of me, straddling me. Reaching around, she expertly guided my cock inside of her. It slid in all the way with little resistance. She was so wet and warm.
I stayed still, content to let her do all the moving. She moved like an expert, like someone who knew exactly what she wanted to do and had done it thousands of times before, bobbing up and down with both hands planted firmly on my bare chest. She was silent, moving slowly, rhythmically, her breasts bouncing beneath her shirt. She would kiss me a little, then sit upright and grind her hips as I palmed her ass. Then it was back to kissing.
As her pace quickened, I grew more assertive. I began pulling up her tank top and she helped finish the job, tossing the shirt onto the floor. She was now completely naked, her spectacular breasts bobbing up and down inches from my face. I cupped them in my hands, relishing the unobstructed access. I buried my face in them, and then took her nipples into my mouth, one after the other.
She was really moving now, sweating and panting. The bed was creaking. It had been such a slow build up that I didn’t realize just how much noise we were now making. I looked across the room and saw that Heather was no longer asleep. She was sitting up on her sleeping bag, her back to the wall, watching us. Her legs were splayed out in front of her and she was touching herself. It was hard to tell in the dim lighting, but I was pretty sure she had no panties on.
Carlie noticed too, and any attempt she had been making to keep the noise down was abandoned at that point. She was bouncing up and down on my cock, moaning, telling me to suck her tits. I was sitting upright, supporting her ass with my hands, alternating between kissing her and sucking on her nipples.
It was unbelievable sex. But I didn’t want it to end that way. I remembered our conversation earlier and was overcome by an sudden urge to take control, to lay her down and drill her hard until she came. I knew she was close. So I grabbed her around her back and spun her over. She wasn’t expecting the sudden change of position, but I could tell she was excited by it. I wasted no time and immediately began pounding her in the missionary position. She wrapped her legs around my back and stretched her arms above her head, her breasts bouncing back and forth with each thrust.
“Oh god, Jake,” she was looking right into eyes. “Oh god, keep doing that… Oh god, you’re fucking me so good. You’re going to make me come.” She was out of breath and clearly on the verge.
Wanting a better angle, I took her legs and put my arms inside of them, pushing them high above her head and lifting her hips in the process. I started pounding even harder. That seemed to do the trick. “Oh god, Jake. Oh fuck. Oh it’s gonna happen. Oh Jake. Oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!”
As she spasmed on my cock, I knew I was about to come as well. Not knowing whether I should come inside her or not, I pulled out. Carlie immediately grabbed my cock and squeezed it, pointing it toward her breasts. “Oh f-f-fuucck!” I blurted out as shot my load across her tits and stomach.
As I collapsed on top of Carlie, Heather began to clap and cheer, “Woohoo! That was a helluva show, you guys. Now I know how you felt earlier, Carlie.” She laughed. “Holy shit, what are we doing?” Carlie and I couldn’t help but laugh too. It was absurd. All of it. None of it made any sense.