Thursday
Things simply couldn't get any better. The candles that had been lit earlier in the night had burned themselves out. All night, Mike and Sugar had explored each other's bodies and pushed Sugar to the limit. Between couplings, they had talked about what was good for her while holding one another until sleep finally claimed them.
When they awoke, Sugar's hair was a mess, her make-up had long ago smeared. The comforter had fallen to the floor and the sheets were strewn about, as if a tornado had struck.
Mike kissed the back of her neck and she let out a sleepy moan. His cock was pressed between the cheeks of her ass and was up and ready for some action, like usual.
"I thought I wore you out last night at about three," Sugar turned towards him, a thin smile on her lips. She wiggled her backside and so his cock moved to touch the slick entrance to her pussy. It was sticky with cum from the night before. "That's when you were begging for mercy."
"I wasn't begging." He kissed her. "I just needed a rest."
"Are you rested now?" She arched her back and pressed her ass against him. In the night, Mike had showed her some of the things he liked to do and have done to him and Sugar responded quickly. Mike loved fast learners.
Mike responded by pushing forward until he was inside her tight pussy again. In the night they also talked about their friendship. It had changed and it wasn't going back to the way it was before.
At the same time, Sugar recognized that her relationship with Rory was also changing and that she would need to have a heart-to-heart with him later. And possibly there was also a matter of what the future held for Sugar's relationship with Quinn and Tina even.
All that was far from their minds as Mike fucked Sugar's pussy in their spooning position. They stayed like that until he rolled her over so she was flat on her stomach.
Mike got high on his knees and clenched the round globes of her perfect ass in his hands as he moved slowly in and out of her. Then he pulled Sugar to her knees so her ass stuck up in the air. He continued to move his hips back and forth, penetrating her a little deeper each time.
"Oh, shit," she moaned. Sugar had been a little timid when they started, but after watching—and hearing—Quinn and Tina vocalizing their pleasures, she was catching on. It was as if a sexual beast within her had been awakened. "That feels so good . . . you're so deep inside me. I want it all."
Her shoulders were soon flat against the bed while her ass was up in the air. Her legs were spread wide so she could take all of his cock inside her. When Mike sank all the way in, he held there. With a long sigh, he pulled back until he was almost out of her then pushed back in, going slowly until he was all the way against her again.
With one hand still on her ass, Mike put the other on her shoulder and leaned forward. Sugar started to buckle under the weight.
"Am I hurting you?" He asked.
"No," her voice was partially muffled by a pillow.
Mike pulled back and then thrust back in quickly. In addition to the force of his thrust, his weight pressing down made it feel like he was going even deeper inside her. Sugar grunted with pleasure, so with another swift stroke, Mike repeated the action.
"Just like that," Sugar moaned. "Fuck me . . ."
"Do what?" He asked. Just yesterday, hearing Sugar use that word as anything other than an expletive would have shocked him.
"You heard me!" she said, trying to grab him with her hand. "Fuck me!"
"Fuck you?" He teased.
"Fuck my pussy!"
Mike slapped her ass once, playfully. "You have become a foul-mouthed, sex-obsessed, naughty little girl."
"And it's all your fault!"
Mike's hand landed on her ass with another loud smack! Sugar bit her lip and groaned again. Mike pulled back and began working his cock in her at a faster pace.
"Oh, shit . . . that feels so good . . ."
"What feels so good?"
"Your cock in my pussy . . . Oh! I'm so full right now . . . your cock is filling me up!"
"I love the way your pussy feels," he told her. "Even after all this fucking, it's still so tight . . . Can you feel how hard I am for you? . . . It's all your fault . . . you're so good, I can't fuck you enough . . ."
"Does it make you want to cum?" Between the blood draining out of his head into his cock and the pillow in her face, he could barely hear her.
"Yes," Mike moaned. "I want to cum all over your pussy, Sugar!"
She lifted her head up and spread her arms out in front of her. She pushed her ass back against Mike and grasped the wrought iron bed-frame in her hands, ready to brace herself against the hard thrusts Mike was about to unleash on her.
"Fuck me until you cum!" she begged. "Use me . . . fuck my pussy . . . cum all over me . . ." Her voice trailed off as Mike was already drilling his cock into her fast and hard.
Mike closed his eyes. He was close. Sugar's grunts came faster and turned into a feral growl. Mike's hand clenched her firm ass cheek, and he pressed his weight completely down. It was as if he were drilling her into the bed with his cock.
Sugar's knees suddenly gave out and they collapsed on to the bed with Mike's cock still moving in and out of her pussy. She lifted her head up and let out a scream of lust.
Mike's cries joined hers and they both came.
"Oh, fuck!" Sugar sobbed, an early morning orgasm wracking her body.
Mike felt his cock pumping and pumping: filling her pussy with seed. When he could move again, he kissed her shoulders tenderly, from the outside in. He nibbled his way up to her neck and after brushing her hair out of her face, she turned and kissed him. She tasted like sex. She smelled like sex.
Mike rolled to the side and held his cock still inside her. His arms wrapped around slender body and pulled her to spoon with him.
"Will you teach Rory how to do that?" she said playfully.
"Of course," Mike said. "Do I get to show him how it's done? Or maybe we could make an 'instructional video' for him to watch and learn. I'd offer to write it down step by step..."
Sugar laughed and squeezed his hand until their post-coital tenderness was interrupted by someone sneaking into the master suite. It was just past 8:30.
Tina crawled into bed with the two of them. She hopped up on the bed and wiggled her way under the sheets. She was naked. She reeked of sex, too.
"Did you save some for me?" Tina asked.
"If you give him a minute, I'm sure he'll be ready to go." Sugar reached around and patted Mike playfully on the backside.
"I wasn't talking about fucking him..."
Tina had left Rory and Quinn in the other bedroom, almost tripping over empty whiskey bottles on the way out. She must have been quiet though, because she didn't wake them up.
Vague impressions of the events of last night swam across Rory's sleepy consciousness. He started mumbling something and waking up. He realized he was alone in bed with Quinn. It all came rushing back, and he let go of any guilt and started getting turned on.
He glanced over at Quinn. She lay flat on her front, naked, her cute little ass exposed. The blanket had been thrown off in the heat of the night. Her skin was smooth, her body was lean and proportioned, but the thing he noticed most was how deliciously plump and round her butt was. She seemed to be sleeping deeply, peacefully.
Now that he was awake, the alcohol buzz had left and been replaced by a powerful throbbing. But between looking at her, thinking about last night, and the fact that porn had told him one could fuck away a hangover, he decided to go for it.
He went and kissed the back of her thighs, working his way up slowly. As he started kissing her ass cheeks, Quinn stirred and woke up. She started to roll onto her back, but Rory was having too much fun, and pushed her butt back down so he could keep kissing it.
"Hey!" she said, smiling, playfully annoyed.
"Hey," he replied. "Tina's gone."
"Oh", she said, in a pretty relaxed tone, not really questioning the fact that he was kissing her naked body.
Rory kissed up her back to her shoulders, flipped her over, and kissed her stomach, which was taut and smooth, and warm from her laying against the bed. He kissed up to her boobs, planted a couple on her neck, and then brought his face level to hers. As he started kissing her, Quinn used her hand to guide him into her.
Rory humped Quinn slowly, and continued to kiss her. Missionary had a bad rep as a boring position, but in Rory's opinion, it seemed like the most taboo thing he could be doing with a girl other than his girlfriend. He brought his hand up to her cheek as he made out with her and slowly pumped in and out of her.
Quinn moaned a little, and let him know he was learning fast at making things pleasurable for his partner. Sometimes she brought her legs around his back to pull him into her, unable to give up control completely.
They kept at it for a really long time, and eventually Rory told Quinn he was getting close. She told him she wanted him to cum inside her once again. She said that very insistently, which turned him on, feeling that she genuinely enjoyed him finishing inside her. That was incredibly hot for him.
Rory kept thrusting, and Quinn started moaning louder, picking up the pace and intensity as he started getting close. "Oh...yes...I'm gonna cum in you..."
"Cum inside me, fill me up!" she said, moaning louder and faster now.
Rory erupted into her, kissing her deeply, groaning, completely losing himself in ecstasy. He maintained that feeling for a few more seconds, and collapsed onto her, panting as the last drops of cum emptied into her.
Quinn kindly asked him to roll off when he became too heavy for her to breathe. He was being sluggish, the orgasm not helping his hangover, so Quinn just shoved him off her. She picked up all the empty bottles and left him in his bed to recover. It wasn't until he had bolted to the bathroom to throw up that she remembered not having came. She would have to wait for Mike to take care of her.
Meanwhile, Tina leaned over and surprised Sugar with a kiss. Sugar was surprised but let Tina's hands groped her under the sheets. "Mmmmm," Tina purred. "I see he's got you all warmed up for me."
Tina then reached across Sugar and gave Mike a good morning kiss, going out of her way to press her breasts against their faces.
"What were you two doing last night?"
"Fucking..." Sugar said with a giggle.
"What about you?" Mike asked, he pressed against Sugar and pulled on Tina, sandwiching her between them.
"Well, it started with a bottle of Jameson's and ended with Quinn and I teaching Rory a thing or two." As she spoke, she carefully watched how Sugar reacted. Last night, she had expressed reservations about venturing out of her relationship with Rory for sex. She thought it would invariably lead to other attachments and complicate the situation. Not the least of the worries were related to some body issue insecurities she carried around inside her. "You've got a good guy, Sugar. He's got a lot of talent, but not a lot of control. He's also packing a monster between his legs. I don't know how you get it all inside you!"
"I hope you didn't spoil him for me," Sugar said softly, her expression unreadable.
"Oh, I doubt it," Tina replied with a comforting smile. "If anything, you'll like what we did with him. Quinn taught him this trick she does with her tongue that is mind-blowing! I'm sure he'll want to show you when he wakes up."
"Is he going to wake up any time in the near future?" Mike knew that Rory and Sugar weren't big drinkers, and they had all imbibed a fair amount of alcohol the night before. If they had given him more, there's no telling how long he was going to be out.
"Sooner or later." Tina shrugged. "Quinn's in there keeping him company. She's going to be walking funny today."
"How late were you guys up?" Sugar asked.
Tina thought for a minute before answering the underlying question. "He went one round me. Then we had some 'educational time.' Then one more time with each of us before he gave up. I'd say we went to bed at about two. Maybe two-thirty. What about you guys?"
"I had him begging—"
"I was not begging!"
"—for mercy at three." Sugar grinned. "We just got up before you came over."
"I saw the end of that." Tina wriggled her eyebrows at us. "You guys are hot together."
"You think so?" Sugar asked curiously.
"Oh, yeah!" Tina replied. She then kissed both hungrily. They could tell she was ready to go. Her hands continued to grope Sugar. Both girls seemed to be enjoying it.
Mike rolled out of bed on the other side.
"Where are you going, mister?" Tina said. "Aren't you worried about leaving me alone with your new girl?"
"What should he be worried about?" Sugar asked warily.
"That I'm going to turn you into a LUG."
"A what?"
"Ask her again later," Mike smiled and smacked Tina in a not-so-friendly place. "I'll be right back. I've got some business to take care of."
While Mike went into the bathroom to pee and brushed his teeth, Tina slid closer to Sugar and began kissing her again. Sugar returned the kiss, but was noticeably apprehensive. Tina pulled away and had to ask, "Is this okay?"
"Yes," Sugar nodded, "I've just never... I couldn't imagine before, what being with another girl would be like. I've already done so many new things..."
"It's okay. But just so you know, learning from a guy as good in bed as Mike is, is still just a guy's point of view. Some things require another woman's care and attention..." She lowered her hand under the sheets and began caressing Sugar's skin.
"Are you going to teach me..." Sugar said with a moan. She weaved her fingers in Tina's and resumed their kiss.
When Mike returned to the bedroom, he saw Tina and Sugar lying on their sides kissing each other. They were running their hands over each other and giggling even. He briefly contemplated leaving them alone, remembering that the previous night, Sugar had opted for privacy once she got involved in the action.
Sugar squelched any of those concerns when she waved him over to them. He then crawled into bed beside them. Tina was left in the middle.
"What are you guys talking about?" Mike asked.
"Sex," Tina replied. "Surprised?"
"Not really."
"I had one question, Tina..."
"Anything," Tina's hands found Sugar's breasts and she squeezed.
"Have you ever been handcuffed or tied up during sex?"
"Wow, Mike, I think you've turned our girl into some kind of kinky sex-fiend," Tina winked at Sugar. "But to answer: With the right guy... or girl... I love being tied up."
"You don't think it's degrading or humiliating?" Sugar asked nervously.
"Not at all," Tina said. "Being tied up is the ultimate expression of trust. When someone binds you, it places you completely at their mercy. You are subject to their whims and desires. They can control everything."
"Doesn't that freak you out?" Sugar said.
"Not at all." Tina's eyes closed. She was remembering one night her and Mike shared last summer that involved two silk scarves, some ice cubes, a blindfold, and a candle. "It sounds funny, but there is control in submission. It's not about another person dominating me. It's about me giving myself to them. I allow my lover to control me. And I don't do it for just anyone. I have never been abused, but I love to be spanked and teased. I love to be taken to that edge, where a little bit of pain turns into unimaginable pleasure . . . and I know that my lover will be there to catch me."
"Just Mike? Has anyone else ever tied you down?" Sugar asked.
"Not yet," Tina sighed.
"Would you trust me to tie you down?"
"Right now? No. But if you earn my trust, I just might." The two shared a look. They couldn't quite explain it, but there was a silent mind-meld that took place between them.
"Do you like to be whipped?" Sugar continued after the short silence.
"I've never been whipped," Tina replied. "I don't like that much pain. Oh, don't get me wrong, I like it rough sometimes, but a little spanking now and then is enough."
"How rough?"
"About like you had it a little while ago. That's what I thought was so hot. You were completely at Mike's mercy. He had you in a position that he could have done anything he wanted, and you allowed him to take you. To ravage your cute little body. To fuck you senseless. That was very exciting. Did you like it?"
Sugar blushed, still a little embarrassed at her new sexual awakening. She paused for a minute. "What about the other day, when Quinn was calling you all those names? Don't you feel like that's a little offensive?"
"Maybe." Tina shrugged. "But I also think it's exciting. It goes back to the control thing. I only let Quinn call me a whore because I trusted her. I know she would never treat me like that in real life, but when we're acting out sexually, it's very exciting. I like sex two ways: Most of the time, I like warm, caring sex. Foreplay before, cuddling after. Steamy wet kisses in between. That's making love. Sometimes, though, I want to be taken! I want to be thrown down and fucked. In those times, I like to feel dirty and slutty."
Sugar looked on, quietly absorbing everything the other girl was saying.
"I let myself go because I know that when it's over, someone is going to be holding me tight. One minute he or she is calling me a cunt and the next he's whispering in my ear how good I make him feel. I beg for a cock or an orgasm because I know that eventually I will get it. I don't feel like I've been treated like an object, because I haven't been. I've been loved."
Thinking about it made Tina turned around to Mike and they kissed tenderly.
"I want to feel that way," Sugar whispered. The tone of her voice sounded like a blind woman who was seeing the sun rise for the first time.
"You will, honey," a voice from across the room said. "We'll make sure of that."
The three others were surprised by Quinn walking in. Her bathrobe hung loosely from her shoulders, open in the front, exposing her nudity to them. As she climbed into bed, the three in it scooted to make room.
"Where's Rory?" Sugar asked.
"He's one sick puppy this morning," Quinn replied. "We should not have let him finish off that bottle."
"I'd better—," Sugar began to get up.
"It's okay," Quinn said soothingly. "He's asleep right now. We already paid a visit to the bathroom once and he emptied his stomach. The best thing right now is to leave him alone for a while and let him sleep it off."
Reluctantly, Sugar settled back in the bed. They continued to talk for a few more minutes. Mostly about what to do for the rest of the day.
"So both of you had slept with other girls before this week?" Sugar asked suddenly.
Both Quinn and Tina perked right up.
"Let me ask you this," Tina said, "What was it like for you to kiss Quinn last night... compared to kissing Rory?"
Sugar was thoughtful for a moment. "It was different: Softer, warmer."
"Was the desire any different?"
"A little." Sugar stared off, remembering the kisses she had shared with both Quinn and Tina. "I was more nervous. It's taboo the way I was raised . . . kissing other girls like that."
"Yes, it is," Tina stroked her hair. "But did it feel any different deep down?"
"No, not really. I still had butterflies in my stomach. It was like any other first kiss."
"Being with another girl is the same way. It's different but not better or worse," Tina said softly. "If you are attracted to the other person, it doesn't matter what plumbing they have. You will still feel the same way inside. We just do things a little different."
"How different?" Sugar asked.
"Do you want to find out?" Tina asked.
Sugar shifted nervously and blushed. "I—. . . Yes . . . Fuck it, this week is turning out to be a week of firsts for me so I may as well just start checking them off my list, right?"
"I was hoping you'd say that." Tina pulled Sugar close to her and the two shared a kiss, this one more intimate than any they had before. Last night, they had been fueled by lust. Today, they were more tender.
"It's too bad Rory isn't here," Quinn whispered in Mike's ear.
"You're bad!" he whispered back.
Tina and Sugar's kisses became deeper. Their hands began to roam over each other's bodies. Mike tapped Quinn on the shoulder and they start to slip quietly out of the bed, to leave the other two girls to share this moment alone.
"No," Sugar broke away from Tina and reached out for their hands. "Don't go. Stay with us."
Quinn and Mike lay back down, watching the two girls explore each other. They held each other tight, knowing that Sugar was placing a great deal of trust in them by allowing them to be spectators at this, her first sapphic encounter.
Tina and Sugar were getting more heated. Sugar was flat on her back, her head propped up by a pillow. Tina lay on top of her. Their bare breasts pressed together. Tina's long dark hair fell over their faces. Sugar brushed it away when it came between their hungry mouths.
Lying between Sugar's legs, Tina kissed the other girl, exploring her body with her mouth. Several times Sugar's fingernails dug into Tina's shoulders or bare back whenever she hit a sensitive spot.
Taking her by the hand, Tina guided her and they caressed each other. Sugar's hands went to Tina's breasts, holding them. Cupping them tenderly. Tina next leant forward to allow Sugar to take a nipple in her mouth, one at a time. Tina threw her head back and moaned as Sugar kissed her way into the valley between the breasts in front of her.
Mike was paralyzed with fascination watching. Quinn lay next to him watching just as intently.
Then it was Tina's turn. She pushed Sugar back on the bed and kissed her again, full of desire. Sugar wrapped her arms around Tina and held her tight, until Tina pulled back. She nibbled her way down Sugar's body. From the neck to her shoulders and down her arms.
Tina's tongue swirled around Sugar's nipple, which hardened immediately. Sugar let out a cry. Paying the same attention to the other, Tina then blew on Sugar's chest. The cold air sent a chill through the other girl's body and she shivered with delight.
They were lost in their own little world. In that instant the only thing that mattered was each other.
Tina kissed her way down Sugar's body until she was between the other girl's legs. Sugar spread them wide. Putting her hand under Sugar's buttocks, Tina lifted her up slightly. A guttural rumbling started from the depths of Sugar's chest when Tina's mouth descended on her moist pussy. Tina's eyes locked on Sugar's.
Sugar lifted her pussy up and Tina attacked her. Sugar threw her head back and started to moan. Her eyes were closed. Her mouth fell open. One hand grasped Tina's hair, other hand reached up and grasped the bedframe. Sugar was holding the other girls head and pressing her pussy against it, desperate for a release.
Tina's lips and tongue never stopped moving. Sugar had to bite her lower lip to stifle a scream that probably would have been heard in Mexico. The look in Tina's eyes was one of relentless determination. She had Sugar on the edge.
Massaging the other girl's ass with one hand, Tina reached up and pinched one of Sugar's rock-hard nipples. That sent her over. The knuckles holding on to the headboard turned white. Her hair thrashed about and Sugar's hips bucked against Tina's mouth.
As Quinn and Mike watched them, the two seemed to be moving in slow motion. Tears streamed down both their cheeks. Tina's eyes never left Sugar's, which were locked shut, trying to contain an explosion of pleasure. With one final convulsion, Sugar allowed the scream she was holding inside her to erupt.
Tina never let up. She watched the waves of pleasure wrack Sugar's body. Screams gradually faded to a growl and then to a low moan. Only then did Tina slow down.
When the only sound in the room was Sugar's labored breathing, Tina lowered the other girl's ass back on to the bed. She sat back and then crawled up next to Sugar's limp body. Brushing Sugar's hair out of the way, Tina brought her mouth up and the two girls kissed again.
Sugar's body twitched involuntarily as the aftershocks of her orgasm came in short spurts. Tears continued to flow from Sugar's eyes and soon she was convulsing with sobs. Tina held her tight, tears in her own eyes. Tina cradled her, whispering soothing things in her ears, kissing her face, rocking her back and forth in her arms. They were in their own world, oblivious to everything else.
Quinn and Mike slipped quietly out of the bed, because now it felt like they were intruding on the most private of moments. They went into the kitchen, found a couple of bathrobes, and stopped by the front door to put the "do not disturb" sign on the door so the cleaning crew wouldn't walk in on an orgy.
Quinn started up a pot of coffee. Mike walked up behind her and put his hands on her waist. She turned and pulled him close. They held each other for a long time. "You know something?" she said, looking him in the eyes.
"What?"
"I'm in love with you."
That caught Mike completely off guard.
Quinn smiled. "Tina and Sugar were amazing together. Did you see the look in their eyes? All they could see was each other. As they were holding each other, I realized that I have that same feeling when I'm with you, but times 1000."
"I—,"
"Shhh," she said, "I know you feel the same way about me. I see it in your eyes. I feel it in the way you touch me. I want that . . . all the time. We don't make enough time for 'us'. And we should. When we get home, I'm going to make time for you. And you're going to make time for me."
This subject had come up in the past. Their schedules never seemed to work out. With the way classes were offered, there simply was no overlap for them. Mike had desperately looked for a way for things to work.
"But I know you love Tina," Quinn continued. "I don't want you to give her up. You and Tina have a connection and a friendship that is older than ours. I like her and want to be with her, too. But when we were with Rory last night, all I could think about was how much I wanted it to be you with us. He's a good guy, but I know you're the one for me."
Before Mike could say anything, Quinn pulled him close and kissed her. The world melted away, and she became the only thing that mattered for him.
Later on, Quinn and Mike sat in the bathtub lazily. They had spent most of Thursday doing a whole lot of nothing outside the walls of the suite. Their feet were tired, their bodies were sore, and they needed some time to recover from Wednesday night's alcohol and activities.
Sugar and Tina had emerged from the bedroom after a long stay inside. Both girls were a mess. They offered them a spot in the tub, which would have made things a little cozy. Tina accepted, but Sugar declined. She went to see how Rory was doing, and to reflect on how her life had drastically changed in the past 12 hours.
So Mike then rubbed Tina's feet while pumping her for information. She moaned as his thumbs dug into her heels. He thought she was going to have an orgasm when he went to work on her toes. "So did you get Sugar to change teams?" He asked.
"I think she's on the fence," Tina smiled and splashed him playfully. "She's definitely curious and not straight. I wouldn't blame her for never going completely over. Confirmed Bi at best.
"Yeah, no way she walks away from Rory's big hard cock!" Quinn interjected.
"How was Rory last night?" Mike asked because, in truth, a little part of him was jealous that someone else had slept with "his" girls.
"He's young," Quinn said. "And you know what comes with being young and inexperienced. I don't think he and Sugar are very adventurous. Or at least, they don't experiment much."
"Until now," Tina giggled.
"His oral skills are poor," Quinn put on her best scholarly voice. "And his control is lacking. What he lacks in finesse, he makes up with plenty of enthusiasm and a huge dick."
All three laughed.
"I hope you girls are going to straighten him out," Mike said.
"We'll do our best," Tina said. Both girls were indeed itching for another round with him. "Quinn taught him a thing or two. You know that thing I did on Sugar at the end? She taught him that and he's actually pretty good at it. He just needs a little practice and the proper guidance."
After all three had turned into prunes, they got out of the tub, dried off, and got dressed. They found Sugar in the living room watching TV. She had taken a shower and was wearing a bathrobe. Some Disney cartoon was on, but she wasn't watching it. There was a far-off look on Sugar's face. Each walked over and gave her a kiss, Tina's lasting a little longer than Mike or Quinn's.
"Is Rory back among the living?" Quinn asked.
"I think so," Sugar replied. "He had one more round of dry heaves and then got up. He's in the shower right now. His head is pounding, but he'll be okay in a little bit. I don't think he'll be drinking again for a while. Some Irishman..."
The other three grinned.
"Do we have any plans for today?" Quinn asked. There was a twinkle in her eye. She was up to something.
"Not a thing." Mike said. "I was thinking of going over to the other hotels and just looking around."
"You can do that," Quinn said. "... while us girls go shopping!"
"Shoes, clothes, or jewelry?" Sugar asked.
"You'll see."
"I don't know if I should leave Rory . . ."
"He'll be fine. Mike has lots of experience babysitting drunks!" said Quinn waving her off.
"Yeah hangovers are easy, mostly you stay out of their way and be quiet," Mike agreed.
So Tina, Quinn, and Sugar went to get dressed. Mike made a couple of calls and got dressed himself.
On the way out the door, each girl went in to see Rory then came by to give Mike a kiss. Quinn went last then stopped to make sure she had the keys to the van. That's when Mike slipped a piece of paper in her hands. She looked at it, then kissed him one more time.
The look in her eyes showed the promise of something great to come.
As the girls were on their way out the door, Mike reminded them that they had a dinner reservation for six o'clock at the Italy pavilion.
Mike and Rory lounged around for most of the day. Rory wasn't in a very communicative mood. Mike gave him some of the munchy snack food they had left and then managed to get him over to downstairs for some lunch.
He was very quiet for the afternoon. They talked about "guy things" and never mentioned what had happened the night before. Mike guessed Rory didn't want to know what he had done with his girlfriend because Mike didn't really want to know what Rory had been doing with Quinn and Tina.
By 4:30, they were bored. Mike picked out a couple of souvenirs he thought the girls or his family would like before heading to Epcot for dinner. Since they didn't know when the girls were joining them, they sat on a bench in the amphitheater in front of the United States pavilion. It was late in the afternoon and there weren't many people around.
"How do you do it?" Rory suddenly asked.
"How do I do what?"
"How do you sleep with someone other than your girlfriend and not feel guilty?" he said.
"I don't have a girlfriend," Mike replied and immediately wished he hadn't been so flippant.
Rory was wrestling with the fact that his girlfriend and high school sweetheart had watched him have sex with another girl and then knew he had sex with a second other girl. It might have complicated things since one of the girls he had slept with, she had, too.
"Look, man. Sugar said it was okay. Hell, she watched you and Quinn together."
"Aren't you jealous?"
"No," Mike said, lying just a little. "That was our agreement. Aren't you pissed at me? I slept with your girlfriend, too, you know?"
"I know, but I didn't watch."
"Maybe you and Sugar need to talk this out. Swapping or swinging or whatever you want to call it isn't for everyone. If you're uncomfortable sleeping with Quinn and Tina, or you're uncomfortable with Sugar being with me, then just say so. I told you yesterday that we wouldn't make you do anything you didn't want to."
"I'm actually okay with her sleeping with you," he sad after a long pause. "I can't really complain; she got to screw one guy, while I got two girls. I was just raised that there's one person for everyone and I thought she was 'the one'. Now I just don't know any more."
"It's okay, man," Mike clapped him on the shoulder. "Maybe you and Sugar should do something for dinner by yourselves tonight. Have a date. Talk things over."
Rory shrugged in uncertainty and looked at his watch. It was almost time for their reservations anyway. They got to the restaurant and found the girls. Rory went to Sugar and they talked softly and then walked out together.
Quinn and Tina gave Mike a quizzical look. He just shook his head and whispered, "Later."
The three of them were seated and treated to a wonderful dinner. Mike told the others that Rory was feeling guilty about having sex with them and that he felt like he was cheating on Sugar.
In turned out they had had a heart-to-heart with Sugar on their shopping excursion and that she needed to talk to him also.
After dinner, they met Sugar and Rory in near the front of EPCOT. They were holding hands. Both their eyes were puffy, like they had been crying.
They left and headed back to Downtown Disney. They shopped some more and looked around. At about 8, Quinn said the girls had a surprise for the boys. She had alluded to it a couple of times during dinner, but Mike knew better than to ask. Quinn can stonewall any line of questioning and is impossible to pump for information.
The girls told the boys they'd meet them at a certain spot later and then disappeared.
When they left, Mike asked Rory, "Are you guys okay?"
"Yeah," he replied. "I think so. Ask me again on Saturday." He didn't volunteer any more information and Mike didn't ask.
They hung out for a little while in some of the shops, watched as some of the guys tried to impress girls with feats of strength and endurance at some of the carnival games, and waited for ten o'clock to roll around.
At quarter to, Rory and Mike headed over to the place Quinn had talked about, which turned out to be a club. They found a pub table near the edge of the dance floor. Mike ordered a couple of drinks while Rory tried not to get carded.
They waited for the girls, and after spending most of the day together, they really didn't have much left to talk about. The loud music drowned out most of the possible conversations anyway. The place was starting to fill up; mostly a pretty standard Disney crowd. Most looked like tourists from out of town.
As Mike went to check his watch again, he felt someone's hands gliding across the back of his neck. Mike turned around and nearly fell out of the seat.
Quinn walked by and winked. Tina and Sugar were behind her, and they had the attention of everyone in the club. The trio kept going. Jaws dropped. Heads swiveled. Girls slapped their boyfriends.
All three were dressed in matching short plaid skirts, white button down shirts, black ties and their hair was up in pig tails. They had too much makeup on, highlighted by some bright fuck-me red lipstick. It was every guy's naughty Catholic schoolgirl fantasy come to life. Rory in particular was struck speechless.
Quinn's shirt was tucked in but unbuttoned down to just above her waist. The sleeves were rolled up past her elbows and the knot of her tie hung suspended between her beautiful breasts, which were prominently displayed in a red corset that lifted and held them together. She had thigh-high stockings covering her legs and a pair of black stiletto heels.
Following close behind was Tina, whose shirt was neatly tucked in and—surprisingly—buttoned all the way down. The shirt was easily two sizes too small; it was just see-through enough to show off the black lace bra underneath, but was so tight, her bosom looked like it was going to pop the buttons at any second. Tina's skirt seemed to be shorter. Maybe it was because of the garter belt that held up her stockings. Her hips swayed seductively, her movements accentuated by the fuck-me pumps on her feet. When she passed by Mike, she flipped up her skirt, revealing a pair of white, cotton panties underneath.
Bringing up the rear was Sugar, who was the most transformed of the girls. Her shirt was unbuttoned and tied beneath her breasts, showing off her flat stomach and thin waist. She wasn't wearing a bra. Her tie hung loosely around her neck, also drawing attention to her chest. Hooker boots with a three inch heel showed off her legs. She was looking around nervously since she was not used to people staring at her, but she was clearly enjoying the attention. She was frankly surprised that the Disney folks let them in dressed like this.
They made their way to the dance floor, making eyes at some of the other people in the club and flirting playfully with some of the guys in their path. Sugar blew Rory a kiss and the girls started dancing.
Rory started to get up, but Mike caught his arm and he sat back down. The girls clearly wanted to put on a show.
Most of the single guys gravitated towards the three girls. Sugar knew she had not been hit on in her entire life as much as she was in the next ten minutes. Quinn, who had much more experience with guys staring at her, fended some of them off while Tina ran interference on some of the creepiest looking guys. With anyone who just wanted to flirt, the girls were more than accommodating. They danced with each other, with some of the guys, and even a couple of girls.
Rory's eyes were smoldering with desire and envy. When someone would get a little too close to Sugar, his hand would unconsciously ball up in a fist, then he'd take a deep breath and let it go.
Drinks began showing up for the girls. Quinn must have coached the other two well, because they accepted them all, but only took a sip or two before putting them down. Mike switched immediately to drinking water; after all, he knew someone was going to have to get this crew home.
Sugar was reveling in the attention, both from the other guys and from Tina and Quinn. She had really never thought of herself as sexy, so she never acted that way. Now that she was all dressed up, she felt sexier, she acted sexier, and people treated her like the hot girl she was.
Mike left Rory to go looking for the restrooms. He was also looking for a better spot to see the show. Winding his way through the club, he overheard bits and pieces of conversations that made him smile.
"—nothing sexier than a girl in stockings—"
"Did you see the ass on the blonde?"
"—wish I could get a piece of that short one!"
"I wonder if they're here with anyone."
There were restrooms on the upper level of the club so after doing his business, Mike leaned against the railing to get a better view. The dance floor was crowded and the girls were in the middle. They were given a wide berth, both because everyone wanted to see them, but also because a well-placed elbow to the ribs tended to move people away, and Tina was more than willing to dish out a few minor bruises to keep the sharks at bay, especially the more lewd and obnoxious ones.
The three girls were having a lot of fun and they milked the skimpy coordinated outfits for all they were worth. Their hips gyrated together and none of them were shy about showing off their assets. The drinks had loosened them up, although after a while Quinn said something to the others and they stopped accepting drinks.
Guy after guy came over. They flirted with most for a little while. The cute ones would get sandwiched between two of the girls. If they had a friend, one of the girls might dance between them. The rude ones got sent packing.
Near the edge of the dance floor, they saw a short girl standing by herself, her arms crossed as if she were lost in thought. She was very pretty with long, dark hair pulled back in a pony tail and kind eyes. She couldn't take her gaze away from Quinn. They noticed her watching for a long time. The girl stood there, frozen like a statue, until suddenly, she was moving. Since none of the three girls were dancing with anyone in particular, this girl went straight across the dance floor to Quinn, sidestepping people who got in her way and pushing aside those who would not move.
Quinn saw her when the girl was about five feet away. Their eyes locked. The girl stopped in her tracks, as if she had run into a wall. Quinn kept dancing, her hips swaying back and forth, her chest sticking out obscenely. Her gaze never left the beautiful stranger.
Finally, the other girl took two steps forward, the intensity on her face never diminishing. Quinn reached out and the other girl stepped into her arms, almost instinctively. Quinn's hand caress the other girl's face, then she brought her mouth up. They kissed, much to the delight of everyone watching. Tina took Sugar in her arms and did the same. The crowd howled lewdly.
Finally, Quinn released the stranger. There was a lustful look in both their eyes. Quinn whispered assurances to Tina and then took the other girl by the hand and led her off the dance floor. The show continued with Tina and Sugar, who still seemed to be in command of the room.
Quinn lead the other girl to a corner. They still had lots of eyes following them, but managed to find a private place to talk. Their body language showed a magnetic attraction between the two, although the stranger seemed very nervous. The girls talked for a few minutes and then disappeared into the women's bathroom.
Tina and Sugar were left grinding together. The girls had worked up quite a sweat while dancing and Sugar's pink nipples were visible through the blouse that clung to her pert breasts.
Rory watched still sitting at the table. He had not moved once he saw the girls come in. His mouth was hanging open. He was shocked not only by his girlfriend's appearance, but by her newfound confidence and the way she was flaunting herself for the world to see.
After not quite 10 minutes, Mike spotted Quinn and her new friend emerged from the women's room. Her hair was still up in the pigtails, but it looked a little more disheveled. He could see that she had tried to tuck her shirt back in, but one tail was hanging out of her skirt. Also her make up was smeared in places.
The other girl was wiping red lipstick from her mouth. Her hair was down and waved in the air behind her. Quinn turned and squeezed the other girl's hand and held it as they walked through the crowd. The stranger pulled away, mouthed something to Quinn, then turned and headed straight for the door with quick deliberate steps. Quinn looked like she was going to follow, but then let out a long sigh and went back to the dance floor. Both girls were unaware of Mike's eyes upon them.
Quinn looked over at the table where Rory was sitting and then she started to scan the crowd. Mike assumed she was looking for him, so he headed back downstairs. He got the feeling that she was wanted to talk about this latest encounter.
Quinn rejoined Sugar and Tina, and although she looked like she was getting back into the swing of things, she had a distant and detached look in her eyes. Mike stopped by the table where Rory was sitting and took his seat. Quinn looked their way, blew Mike a kiss, and winked.
Later, while Mike was waiting, he felt someone tugging at his elbow. He turned to see a pretty girl with deep blue eyes and blonde hair. She had on jean shorts and a tight t-shirt with the words "hug me" across her chest, although the unwritten message was undoubtedly "stare at my boobs".
"Hi," she said in a cute voice that was barely audible over the music. "Are you and your friend going to do anything besides stare at those girls?"
"If you'd stand in front of me, I'd stare at you," Mike smiled at her.
She blushed. She had been a little angry that Tina, Quinn and Sugar were drawing so much attention away from the other girls in the place. "I'm Kitty, by the way."
Mike introduced himself and pointed. "That's my buddy Rory. He's shy."
Kitty laughed then introduced her friend behind her. "This is Marley. We're from Ohio. Where are you guys from?"
"New Haven, Connecticut," Mike replied.
"Like Yale? Are you in school there?"
"Yup. Calculus."
"Gotta love spring break," Kitty said. Marley was standing behind her, her obvious shyness coming across. They started to make a little small talk. Both girls were cute and tipsy.
"Look, can we buy you girls a drink?" Mike figured that since his girl friends were flirting with every guy in the joint, he might as well make some friends, too.
Mike got the feeling from Kitty and Marley that they were using spring break as an excuse to be something other than what they are. They go to somewhere warm, adopt a wild and crazy persona for seven days, and pretend nothing happened when they get home. They were both pretty and had a "girl next door" appeal. Back home they were likely "invisible", but on spring break, they could be anyone. Or at least try to be anyone.
"Sure thing," Kitty replied eagerly.
After paying the bartender and leaving a generous tip, they gathered up the drinks and headed back over to the table where they were sitting. Mike again introduced Rory to the girls. He was still speechless. "Like I said, he's shy."
Rory was distracted and that made things a little awkward because Marley wasn't much of a talker either. She was following her more gregarious friend's lead and wasn't all that comfortable about meeting strange guys in a club.
Tina had noticed the new girls at the boys' table. She tapped Sugar on the shoulder and then pointed. Quinn also noticed and blew another kiss in their direction, then the girls turned their attention back to the half dozen prospective suitors around them.
"Listen, guys," Kitty hurriedly downed the rest of her drink. "Would you . . . um, like to dance."
Her face brightened up when Mike accepted. He led her to the dance floor. Rory and Marley followed. Kitty was largely confident dancer like Mike was and they soon tearing it up to the music. Rory was also getting into it with Marley, although he frequently kept looking in Sugar's direction, much to the consternation of his dance partner.
Mike spun Kitty around once and she began to press her ass against him. Mike put his hand on her hips and they moved back and forth together. She was working against him, making him obviously hard. Kitty spun back around and Mike thought she was about to kiss him, when they both heard a commotion from the middle of the dance floor.
There was some pushing and shoving going on. The music abruptly stopped. The place fell dead silent for the briefest of seconds, then was consumed by shouting. Some people in the crowd pushed forward trying to get a better view. Others fled, trying to get out of the way.
Rory was instantly in motion, leaving Marley standing by herself.
"Excuse me," Mike patted Kitty on the hip and went to follow Rory.
There was more shouting. They pushed their way through the crowd and found the girls at the center of the ruckus.
They came upon Quinn, who had a guy face-down on the floor. His arm was twisted behind his back and his hand was turned at an awkward angle. Quinn had him in a joint-lock with one hand holding three of his fingers, his elbow in the other hand and her knee in the middle of his back. She could snap his wrist or rip his shoulder out of the socket with the slightest of movements. The look on her face was completely devoid of emotion and her eyes promised instant pain to further resistance.
There were two other guys on the ground. One was clutching his groin and the other had his hand over his mouth and nose, blood pouring out between his fingers. Tina stood over the two on the ground, shouting obscenities at a fourth college-age guy. Her right hand was curled into a fist and her other hand was in the other guy's face, her index finger waving menacingly. She stood in between him and Sugar.
Sugar's face was red with anger, almost as red as her lipstick. She was trading insults over Tina's shoulder with the one guy who was still on his feet. Her shirt hung open, the knot was undone. She didn't even try to cover up; she was livid.
Mike grabbed Rory's elbow and pointed to the girls. The boys got there before the Disney bouncers did. Mike stepped between the guy and Tina. With his back to the girls, Mike put his arms around the guy and began to gently walk him backwards. He did this partly to get close and have his hands on him in case things escalated, but he also wanted to see if he might have been hiding a knife or other concealed weapon within easy reach.
Mike walked him to the edge of the dance floor, while saying to him, "Let it go, man. Let it go before the cops get here." Glancing over his shoulder, he saw Rory ushering Quinn, Tina, and Sugar out the front door. A couple of the bouncers went with them and some others were tending to the three guys on the floor.
When they were well out of harm's way, the guy Mike was holding turned around and stomped off. Mike looked through the crowd for Kitty and Marley, but they were no where to be found. He felt bad for ditching them, but quickly headed for the door.
Outside, Quinn and Tina were fuming. Sugar was saying something to Rory and making large emphatic motions with her arms. There was still a ringing in their ears from the loud music. The four of them were talking to two of the Disney bouncers when Mike walked up.
One woman said to him, "Is there something I can help you with?"
"I'm with them," Mike said, pointing to the four of his friends.
Some EMTs went into the club, followed by a couple of police officers. Tina's eyes were darting around. She was still in the "fight or flight" mode and knew she wanted to hit something. Mike took her in his arms and held her for a long time. Her heart was racing. She hugged him back and calmed down after a few minutes.
The short bouncer woman was listening to something in her earpiece. She said something into the walkie-talkie. The bouncers kept spectators back away from us. Sugar and Rory were still talking. She had tied her shirt back up so she was no longer exposed for everyone to see.
"What happened?" Mike asked Quinn once Tina's breathing became normal again. He still kept my arm around her reassuringly.
Quinn frowned. "Those guys came over and were hitting on us. They had a little too much to drink and got pushy. We told them to go away and they didn't. One of them tried to feel up Sugar and Tina took exception."
"Who threw the first punch?"
Quinn made a face and shrugged. "I don't know. It all happened so fast. I was dancing with some guy and all the sudden, I saw Tina knee that one guy in the balls. His buddy took a swing and I put him on the ground. I didn't see her waste the third motherfucker, but it was over in just a couple of seconds."
The girl with the walkie-talkie came over. "Those guys are saying they want to press charges."
Tina's face contorted with anger. Quinn stepped between her and the woman with the walkie-talkie.
"We're looking at the security tape right now," the woman continued. "We've had trouble with these guys before. They're locals who like to come hang out and hit on out-of-town girls."
The woman pressed her finger against her earpiece and her brow creased for a second. Then her face broke into a big smile."The tape shows the guy with the bloody nose clearly reaching for your friend's shirt first and ripping it open," she pointed at Sugar. "That's sexual assault. Young lady, would you like to press charges?"
"Hell, yes!" Sugar shouted
For the next half hour or so, each of the girls gave a statement to the police. Everyone had all calmed down, and the playful and flirtatious mood was clearly ruined. When it was over, they saw the four guys being led away in handcuffs. Tina started to yell some obscenities at them, but Quinn stopped her before she got riled up again.
"By the way, girls," the woman came over after and said smiling, "If you ever need jobs, I'm always looking for bouncers." That lightened everyone up a little and they all headed back towards the water looking to get a boat to the hotel.
Once the adrenaline stopped flowing, the three girls seemed to calm down a lot.
Mike had an arm around Tina's waist. He could still feel her shaking. Quinn walked beside them, and Rory and Sugar were close behind. They waited for the water taxi. When it arrived, they got on the boat. It was rather late and they were the only ones in line. The driver kept staring at the girls still in their sexy outfits and as they were pulling away, he asked absently, "Did you guys have a good time tonight?"
That set everyone off. The girls all started talking at once. Rory tried to get a word or two in. The driver was sorry he asked.
"Did you see the way Tina jumped on that guy?" Sugar said excitedly.
"I saw nothing," Mike said. "One minute you guys were dancing, the next minute, all Hell's broken loose."
"He reached for my shirt and the next thing I knew, he was on the ground. The other guy came in and Quinn took him down. And then pow! Tina hit the third guy. It was like she . . ." Sugar turned to Tina and there were tears in her eyes. She was trying valiantly to choke back sobs. "Oh, my god," Sugar whispered. "You saved me. I—" In an instant Sugar was in Tina's arms. The two girls held each other and both broke down crying.
Tina pulled Sugar on to her lap and hugged her with all her strength. Sugar leaned in and kissed her desperately. Passion overtook the girls and they began to grope and paw at each other. They kissed harder.
Everyone else saw and watched. Mike looked over at Rory and it occurred to him that he had never gotten a good look at his girlfriend kissing another girl when this was happening last night and that morning. It also occurred to Rory that he might be about to lose his girlfriend to the girl she was kissing right then.
Sugar held Tina's face in her hands and kiss it all over. Tears smeared both girls's makeup.
Rory shifted uncomfortably. Part of him was turned on and part of him was embarrassed. After all, he realized he should have been the one to take on the guy who had put a hand on his girl.
Tina and Sugar were talking in rapid, hushed tones. "—so sorry, baby. I just couldn't let him—" Tina was saying. The rest was drowned out as she gasped for breath between sobs. Their voices were broken with emotion. The others felt weird to be eavesdropping on such a private moment, but there was no where else to go. They could only hear bits and pieces of what they were saying.
"—no one has ever fought for me like that—" was Sugar's reply.
Tina muffled her voice with a series of desperate kisses as the girls tried to console each other. After a few minutes, the girls had stopped crying, but still clutched each other tightly. They were whispering softly back and forth. "You're safe now."
"Thanks to you..." Sugar held Tina's face to her chest, getting makeup all over her shirt. She kissed her forehead and ran her fingers through the other girl's hair.
After a couple more deep breaths, the girls calmed down. The boat rocked all the way back. When they got off and Mike gave the guy a couple of extra dollars tip, although he thought the show may have been enough for him.
The five walked back to their room. Sugar and Tina walked arm in arm. Tina didn't want to let the other girl go. Rory walked behind them, unsure of what had just transpired. Quinn took his hand and smiled comfortingly at him.
They got into the room and once again Sugar and Tina were all over each other. They made their way into the living room by the kitchen and collapsed onto the couch. This time, though, Sugar dragged Rory with them. Apparently her recent experience awakened something in Sugar. She was wild.
Sugar tore off Tina's shirt and threw it across the room. She did the same to Rory and kissed him with the same intensity she had kissed Tina.
Tina groped Sugar's body, pulling her shirt off, exposing her bare chest.
Quinn and Mike watched silently, unable to look away from the passions that were unfolding before them.
Rory was all over Sugar. His hands cupped her breasts and he tugged at her skirt.
Tina reached over and began unbuckling Rory's belt. His shorts fell to the floor and then she pulled down his boxers to release his erection.
Both girls still had their hair up in the pig tails. Sugar grabbed Tina and twisted her head to the side. Her tongue assaulted Tina's mouth while Rory stayed in front of Tina, kissing her neck, exploring her with his hands, and cupping her boobs.
Mike reached over and touched Quinn's shoulder. She looked at him and slipped something into his hand. It was the love note he had given to her earlier in the day. Mike pulled her close to him and held her.
Their gaze went back to the three on the couch. They watched for just second longer as their passion consumed them, then Quinn quietly took Mike's hand and led him to their bedroom.
Rory, Tina, and Sugar were too in the moment to make it to a bedroom. The girls continued to make out to start things off, and got passionately into it. They both started breathing a little more heavily, as the lust started taking over. Rory went over to Sugar and kissed her, and his hands roamed around her tight body, down to that perfect little ass he had felt so many times before, squeezing, rubbing, stroking. Tina sat to the side of them, touching them both, to put them at ease.
Whatever clothes were left flew off, and it became a free for all of kissing and groping. Then Sugar laid Tina on her back and started teasing kissing down her chest. Rory was shocked to see Sugar already teasing Tina's pussy with her fingers. But Sugar also put her ass up in the air and knees together to do it, and Rory loved that view. He took in the sight for a moment and then went down to start eating Sugar out from behind, and squeezing and spreading her ass with both hands.
Sugar told Rory to put his cock in her, and he started fucking her from behind while she continued working on Tina. At this point an animal sexual energy was taking over, and he started pounding her hard, and slapping her ass.
When Sugar got close to cumming she couldn't pay attention to Tina. So Tina just watched, smiled, and caressed Sugar's face while she moaned helplessly. "Oh yes, I love watching you fuck! Mmm, fuck her hard Rory, make her cum."
Sugar finally came violently and fell forward onto the bed still breathing hard.
Tina made her way over to Rory on her hands and knees and took the base of his cock into her hand. She looked back at Sugar, "I want to taste your pussy on your boyfriend's cock. Is that okay?"
Sugar made a noise of agreement, and Tina took Rory into her mouth, slowly. She took one long slow suck, as if determined to taste every inch, and then started sucking rhythmically, looking up at Rory.
Rory couldn't believe this was happening. As he got into it, he realized he'd never had such an intense blowjob before… the way she did it was so purposeful, like she was challenging him. He really wanted nothing more than to blow a huge load in her mouth to show her up.
Sugar crawled to his side, and she knelt next to him, making out with him while Tina kept working. Rory put one hand on the back of Tina's head, putting his fingers in her hair and controlling her movements. With the other hand, he touched Sugar's body while they made out.
Sugar stopped kissing long enough to grin and ask "Are you having fun?" He just grinned back and grunted yes and kept kissing her.
Soon Rory felt himself building. Tina knew and let out another little moan, but didn't stop or change her rhythm. He had wanted to hold out a little longer but there was no stopping it after that. He started thrusting into Tina's mouth and gripping her head tightly with his hand.
Tina's moans got faster, more urgent, and Sugar wrapped her arms around Rory's chest from behind, rubbing him and sighing into his ear. Right as he was about to cum, Rory pulled out and shot rope after rope of cum all over Tina's face. He looked right at her the entire time, despite the intensity of the orgasm nearly making his eyes close.
Tina was shocked at not exactly happy, but quickly Sugar made her way from behind Rory to start licking the cum from Tina's face. Tina smiled because that made it better and they kissed a little bit.
Having just blown a massive load, Rory was a little lethargic for a moment. He told Sugar and Tina he would be back in a minute and went to the bathroom to splash some water on his face. He looked at himself in the mirror for a second, still buzzing with the after-effects of adrenaline, and in disbelief at what had just happened.
Sugar and Tina meanwhile migrated to the smaller bedroom hoping Rory knew enough to follow. He did and came unto the room to discover the girls laying side by side, making out, and stimulating each other. They weren't frenzied now, they were slow and sensual, kissing slowly and enjoying each other, in no rush to get anywhere. He was surprised by how intimate they had gotten so quickly; Tina was cradling Sugar's head with her other hand as they kissed, and there seemed to be some real emotion between them.
Sugar kissed Tina's body, making her way down to her pussy. She was still nervous and very cute about the whole thing. She slowly put her mouth on Tina's clit and begins to lick lightly. She rubbed Tina's thighs a little while she continues to explore her pussy with her tongue. Rory was fidgeting and trying to act nonchalant, but he was obviously turned on.
Tina told Sugar to use two fingers in her, and so she did. Sugar entered her carefully, then she begins to move her fingers around.
"More like this," And Tina curled her fingers into a 'come here' motion.
So Sugar did, and Tina started to moan and squirm. Sugar's tongue continued doing wonderful things and began to finger fuck Tina faster, up and down, making Tina swear louder and more incessantly.
Tina groped and massaged her own tits while her face began to flush. She could feel her orgasm rising."Please, don't stop, keep going, ooohhhh god," she begged Sugar.
Sugar just pressed a little harder until finally... Tina came. Tina moaned and yelled as she squirted on Sugar's face and neck. Sugar had a coy smile on her face since she was pretty proud of herself.
Tina basked in the glow of the orgasm. "Wow that was good..."
"That was fun... thanks for helping me please you..." They all knew that they weren't done yet. There was some silence in the air. Then Sugar said to Rory, "Well, what are you waiting for?"
Sugar knew Rory got hard again watching that, but without any real time for Sugar to register what was happening, Rory went over to Tina first.
Rory told Tina he wanted her to ride him. So she mounted herself on top of him and his dick became enveloped by her tight pussy. She leant toward him and they kissed while he thrusted up lightly.
Tina began to gyrate and move her hips more. She very quickly got a good motion going. She start to moan and groan. However, Tina became aware Sugar was on her own unsure what to do, so she told Rory to stop.
Rory was just a wild man though, "I fucking love this." Suddenly, he pushed Tina off of him. Tina thought he understood about Sugar, but he didn't, instead he said, "No, don't..."
Rory threw Tina down on the bed and lifted her onto her knees roughly because he wanted to fuck her in this new position. He filled her pussy with his cock and started to fuck her like he might die tomorrow.
Sugar was still a little confused by her boyfriend, but it was still hot to watch. She started rubbing her clit in time with Rory's thrusts and watched the excitement take place.
Tina told Rory next to go a little softer because she was pretty sensitive, after Sugar had made her squirt.
Rory instead grabbed her hips and slammed his dick into her pussy, in a more focused way, but still a little clumsy. He didn't make any noise, which was weird for the girls.
Tina could not help but enjoy herself though, and she buried her face into the pillow and moaned and squeaked as Rory pummeled away at her pussy. He then told her that he wanted to fuck her in missionary. So Tina turned around and Rory was ready to go, shoving his dick back inside her. Her legs went up high against his chest and so he got deep inside of her right away. It felt even better than the doggystyle for them both.
It was watching them fuck in that way that made Sugar realize what was happening. Rory and Tina had both been crude and aggressive since the club. So this exciting sexual match up was a battle dominant personalities. It felt as if they had both been trying to 'one-up' each other when fucking her, and now when they were fucking, Rory tried to dominate Tina, and she tried to dominate him right back. It was fascinating and hot.
Rory let out all of his aggression at Tina. His primal instincts were coming out as he fucked her. He was pissed that she had defended Sugar instead of him doing it. His girlfriend should have been his responsibility, he thought.
Tina of course refused to play a submissive for Rory. She started to yell at him, "Fuck me, fuck me you piece of shit! Yes! Fuck me you asshole, oh god please fuck me!"
Rory held her leg up in the air and kept going at her. The whole time he had this goofy scowl plastered on his face.
"Why do you have that stupid smile stuck on your face? You like fucking me?"
"Yeah, yeah I do! Yes I sure fucking do!" He ravaged Tina harder than before. He destroyed her pussy. His animal was out. Her tits were bouncing and her face was contorted with pleasure as he fucked her.
Rory started rubbing her clit a bit harder than she was use to, but Tina loved it in the moment. Finally she started to feel an orgasm coming on. "Oh Jesus I think I'm gonna cum again..."
"I want to make you squirt. I wanna make that pussy squirt."
"Uughh oh fuck...!" Tina took over and rubbed herself until she came. Squirting again, everywhere, all over him and all over the bed. She yelled and tried to catch her breath as she kept cumming.
Finally Tina flopped down and melted into the bed to relax. Rory wanted her to keep going because he hadn't cum himself, but then he looked at Sugar desperate for her own release. He rolled up behind Sugar, spooned her, kissed her neck and the side of her face, and ran his hand down the length of her thigh. He rolled her onto her back and made it clear he was going between her legs.
Rory kissed around her thighs, making his way inwards. Sugar sighed as Rory's tongue reached her hot, wet pussy and started lapping up her juices. He licked firmly and slowly up and down on her, getting into a rhythm. He hoped it wouldn't take long to make her cum, especially after she had been watching them.
As Sugar's sighs and moans picked up, Rory kept the same steady rhythm and let her build up. Sugar's breathing picked up and her body stiffened in orgasm. Rory switched attention from her clit to the rest of her pussy to lap up all of the fresh wetness as she came.
"That...was amazing" she said, smiling and catching her breath. Rory and Tina too smiled back, happy she was satisfied. She brought Rory's face to hers and kissed him. She'd had a little pang of jealousy (on both accounts) watching Rory fuck Tina, but she'd also found it really hot. And in any case, she thought, she didn't want to ruin the fun for everyone.
So lastly, Sugar pushed Rory onto his back, taking back a bit of dominance, and took his cock into her mouth to clean off any trace of Tina. Then she straddled him and lowered herself onto his erection. She leant forward so he could suck and lick her tits and squish them into his face.
Sugar thought about involving Tina, but she'd fallen asleep. So she just sat back and slowly rose up and down on Rory's dick. She knew Rory needed to cum and she was starting to already again.
Rory decided he just wanted to cum inside his girlfriend and told Sugar he was getting close. Her pace picked up until he was nearing orgasm too. Soon he felt the tightening of Sugar's pussy as she orgasmed, and that sent him over the edge. His dick throbbed and pulsed as he blew what felt like a huge load of cum up into Sugar. They fell asleep with him still inside her.
In the master suite, Quinn and Mike had left their door open in case any of them wanted to join them. Obviously they didn't. The two heard the other three long into the night, though. There weren't the hurried, inexperienced sounds that Sugar and Rory had been making at the beginning of the week. Instead Tina, Sugar and Rory had shared a long, luxurious love-making.
Quinn and Mike listened of course. They didn't have sex that night themselves. They didn't even talk. The two simply held each other.
Then before she crashed for the day Quinn drew a hot bath in the jacuzzi tub. She soaked for a long time while Mike rubbed her feet and legs until the tension had disappeared. Then he got in, turned her around, and brought her in close to him. She lay back against him with her head on his shoulder. Her lips planted a soft kiss on his cheek. Her eyes closed. She smiled dreamily. If she had opened her eyes, she would have seen the same smile on his lips.
They stayed in the tub until she started to nod off. With a regret-filled sigh, they got out of the tub and dried off. Neither bothered getting dressed. They turned out the lights and climbed into the bed.
One of Mike's hands absently traced lines around Quinn's shoulders and back, soothing her with a featherlight touch. After a little while, Quinn rolled over on her back. Her eyes were moving quickly behind heavy lids and her chest rose and fall slowly.
Soft light bathed the room from behind the curtains. Mike pushed the sheets back, exposing Quinn's body. He traced her body with his eyes and hand. He memorized every curve, every muscle, every one of her delicate features.
At some point in the night he had an epiphany. He made a promise to not let this slip away. Not long afterward, he fell asleep too with the sweet sound of Quinn's rhythmic breathing in his ears.