Traffic Girl Rita Ch 31

Author's Note: I don't want to lose sight of the important connections we have among our main characters, so that's what this chapter looks at: pushing new boundaries for John, Kat, and Rita. But there is some hardcore debauchery coming in the next chapter, and a great deal forthcoming soon regarding the Hooker House. I know some of you like the harder stuff and others like the romantic stuff, so there's always a push and pull with this. The harder stuff is returning. Very soon.

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The emotional confrontation with Crystal's husband and the ensuing five-way fuckfest that followed absolutely drained us. We took all day Saturday to recover, sleeping a good chunk of the day away and lounging by the pool for the rest of it. It was an essential break, particularly for Jess and Crystal, who had the second football party of the season the next day.

After such an intense couple days, Kat, Rita, and I agreed we would skip the Sunday night shenanigans and have a date night at home. For me, it was an especially welcome break. I had loved the individual date nights we did, and I wanted to keep up the intimate momentum in our relationship that it had created.

"Are you sure you don't want me to teach you how to make this?" Kat asked, setting down her glass of white wine as she continued stirring the risotto.

"Oh god no," Rita said from her seat at the bar. "I'm happy being an eater."

"And you do eat so, so well," Kat said with a sexual drip in her voice.

"Only because you taste so good," Rita shot back seductively.

"Well, I'm actually hungry for food, so the sex will have to wait," I said, pulling my head from out of the fridge. I had retrieved a large porterhouse steak that would soon go on the grill for our bistecca alla fiorentina.

"Don't lie to me," Rita said. "I can always tell."

"You just know I can never wait for sex," I said with a laugh.

"Okay," Kat said. "The risotto is halfway done. Do we want to go smoke while the steak comes up to temperature?"

"Fuck yeah," I said.

"Yeah," agreed Rita. "This smells amazing. I want really strong munchies for dinner."

We laughed and went outside, where the hookah was fully loaded. Kat fired it up, and she and Rita each took hits simultaneously from the two hoses.

"I never thought I had a smoking fetish until I watched you girls get high," I said.

"I could live stoned," Kat said. "These indica strains we've been getting are so nice."

"I like the indica, too," Rita agreed. "It makes me so much more horny."

"You're always horny," Kat teased. "And you always have been."

"Like you're one to talk, you slut," Rita fired back.

They each took another hit, doing tricks with the smoke for me. Rita blew rings, and Kat exhaled through her nose in a way that created a cloud around her. We smoked for a half hour, getting a wickedly good buzz.

"I'm really stoned," I said. "You both better watch out. After dinner, I'm going to fuck the shit out of you."

Kat giggled. "I still think it's hilarious that you fuck the roughest when you're stoned," she said.

"I'm not going to complain," Rita said. "I want you to fuck me so hard that I crave a post-sex cigarette."

"Since when do you want that?" I asked.

"Sometimes I like it rough," Rita said, being deliberately obtuse.

"You know what I mean," I said. "The cigarette."

"Kat keeps talking it up," Rita said. "A girl gets curious."

"You know, I have a confession," Kat said. "And it's only a fantasy, but it's also a genuine curiosity. You like rough sex when you're stoned, daddy, that I still think about what you'd do to me if we smoked a primo together."

I wasn't a huge fan of Kat raising the topic, since it brought back memories of David Johnson and his degradation of Kat last football season.

"What's the primo thing again?" Rita asked.

"A joint with some coke sprinkled in with the pot," Kat said.

"Oh, right," Rita said. "That sounds ... intense."

"It was intense," Kat said. "Like a booty bump times ten."

I remained silent.

"I could totally go for a booty bump," Rita said.

"Don't worry, daddy," Kat said, sensing my concern. "Some things need to stay fantasies. And some other things just need to stay in the past."

"I love you, Kitty Kat," I said and meant it. It dawned on me just how much we both had matured. Maybe it was time to reignite the baby discussion.

"Can we cook yet?" Rita asked. "I'm starving."

"What's this 'we' cooking?" Kat teased.

"Hey, I'm going to pour the wine," Rita said.

Dinner was superb. Kat had mastered risotto, no easy feat, and it stole the show even from a perfectly cooked bistecca. We ate a little too much and drank a little too much. It was easy to do after good weed and with good food and good wine, especially the two bottles of super Tuscans we uncorked.

"Well, I'm about ready for a nap," I said.

"Oh, no you don't," Rita said.

"You're not getting off that easily," Kat said with a grin.

"I never get off easily," I said. "My stamina is superb."

"Maybe we look in on the football party?" Kat suggested. "I'm curious how Katie and Crystal do tonight."

"I wouldn't mind seeing which of the wives comes back," Rita said.

"All three of them are," Kat said. "It's the exact same crowd. All the same girls, well, except for us."

"I wouldn't mind seeing Ashley in action," I said, referring to the wife of Jordan, the safety. "I missed her last time."

"I think you got plenty," Rita said.

I pulled up the Hooker House cameras. We settled into the couch together, Kat and Rita on either side of me. It was only eight o'clock, but the action was fast and furious. Katie had become a hit with the two rookies, Ice and Jonesy, who seemed to like that she was close in age to them. She was nude and giggling as both players poured cocaine on her and formed lines before snorting them off her.

"Okay, I'm going to admit it," Kat said, "I'm super jealous of Alix right now."

I pulled up her bedroom, where she was with Jamie, the backup quarterback.

"I think his dick has gotten even bigger," Rita marveled.

Kat's hand wandered to my crotch.

"She is such a pro at deep-throating," Kat said. "Just look at that."

Alix was on her knees, her hands cuffed behind her back, letting Jamie face fuck her.

"My voice is getting hoarse just seeing that," Rita said, and we laughed.

"Look, daddy, there's Ashley," Kat said.

"Shit," I said, bringing up a full view of another bedroom where the safety's wife was.

Ashley was stunning nude. Her tits were proudly fake but gorgeous. They looked similar to Rita's in shape but were twice the size. She had four tattoos that I could see, one on her right shoulder, a tramp stamp, one on her ribcage, and one on her hip. Her body was lush, tan, and athletic. Her green eyes were fiery and lustful. Her hair took on a more reddish hue because of her bright red lipstick.

Her full lips strained around Bryce's cock, her head bobbing happily on his shaft. Behind her, Johnny drove in and out of her pussy. The two football players grinned at each other. They were plugging the hottest wife on the team.

"That is a lot of dick," Rita said, her hand now joining Kat's on my cock.

"I'm getting so wet," Kat said, her breathing sharp and shallow.

"You love watching Bryce," Rita told her.

"I can't lie," Kat said. "He's so pretty, and that curve in his dick hits me just right."

I turned and kissed her.

"Do you remember that baseball player with all the tattoos we used to play with, Kat?" Rita asked.

My cock stirred. The girls didn't talk much about their past exploits.

"Oh my god, you mean Josh?" Kat said between kisses.

"Yes! Josh!" Rita exclaimed. "The ass licker!"

"He did love eating ass," Kat said fondly. "God, we were such sluts for him."

"It was such a bummer when he got traded," Rita said. "Because, you remember, we never got to fulfill his biggest fantasy. Do you remember?"

"I don't," Kat said. "But I do remember how he loved to line us up on the bed and eat us out. Fuck, his tongue was wicked."

Rita began to nibble my ear.

"He wanted one of us to wear a strap-on so he could double penetrate the other," Rita whispered. "But we didn't get to do it. I remember being shocked because I barely knew what a strap-on was!"

"And look at you now!" Kat joked.

"That would be so hot," I said.

"I want you in my ass, John," Rita said, her breath hot. "And Kat to fuck my pussy. I want to get filled by two people I love."

Rita leaned across my chest and met Kat in a slow, sensual kiss.

"Booty bump?" Kat suggested when their lips separated.

"Yes," Rita said.

The cocaine gave us a huge lift. Naked, we tumbled into bed. Rita was on fire, demanding my cock in her ass. She crawled onto the bed and shook it at me seductively. Her fresh Brazilian wax almost made me drool, and it left her asshole light pink and more inviting than ever. Kat had disappeared into the closet and returned sporting our newest strap-on. It attached like a garter belt and held an eight-inch, pink silicone dong. She had already drizzled lube on the shaft and was rubbing it in.

"Where's that sexy weather girl?" Kat said seductively. "I'm going to fuck her so hard." She flashed her TV smile.

Rita continued prancing around the bed on her hands and knees, her breasts swaying firmly and thigh muscles rippling. She perched herself on the edge of the bed closest to Kat, who approached her and licked her lips. They embraced in a loving, soft kiss. My cock sprang to attention seeing their tongues dance together. Kat cupped Rita's breasts, and Rita returned the favor by tweaking Kat's pierced nipples. Their moans began to grow, and I took that as a signal to get on the bed and make my way behind Rita. Her ass jutted out proudly and invitingly as she and Kat continued to make out. My cock throbbed with anticipation. I knew from the beginning that this would be an extremely memorable night.

As I put my hand on Rita's ass, giving it a firm squeeze, she broke her kiss with Kat, turned around, and smiled at me. She was in charge and began to direct the action. First, she ordered Kat to lie on the bed. As she took up her position, she looked at me with her wild eyes and tousled hair and kissed me.

"We're your sluts, daddy," Kat said huskily.

With the dildo pointing straight up, Rita took hold of it and mounted it. Her pussy glistening with arousal, she moved her hips expertly to tease her hole with the silicone dong. She let just a bit penetrate her first. She glanced back at me teasingly. Then she moved her hips up in a dramatic motion and sank down all the way on it, the entire length of the molded pink dildo disappearing into her cunt. She let out a low, satisfied moan and arched her back, giving me a glorious view of her proud, exceptional tits. I stroked my cock lightly. It didn't need any encouragement.

Rita rode Kat for a few moments, then she leaned forward, showing off the looseness of her hips. She let me see the pink silicone slip in and out of view as she rode. And then she bent forward, making out with Kat. That was my cue. Kat began to raise and lower her hips, taking over the rhythm with the strap-on as they continued to make out passionately. Rita's asshole, nearly as pink as the dildo, winked at me, as if it were playing hide-and-seek. I climbed onto the bed behind her, my knees straddling Kat's legs as I moved closer to them.

She felt me behind her, and Rita flung her head around, her hair whipping forcefully. She smiled.

"I have been craving this," she said. "Two people I love absolutely filling me to the max."

Kat slowed her pace, allowing me to line up my cock with Rita's rear entrance. Her cheeks were so beautiful and firm. I bent down and kissed them.

"Don't tease me," Rita ordered. "Take my ass. Take the hole that has only ever belonged to you, John."

I stopped playing around. Rita pressed her chest against Kat's. They kissed. I lined up my cock and, before she could feel exactly what I was doing, pushed my full length into her welcoming, eager asshole.

"Oh my fuck!" she cried. "I am so full. So, so fucking full!"

Kat let me lead. When I thrust in Rita's ass deeply, she allowed that to push Rita's pussy deeper into the dildo. When I pulled back, savoring the sight of my cock pulling almost completely out of her tight-but-compliant hole, Kat pushed her hips up to keep the intense pressure on Rita. The intensity of this coupling was immediate. It was incredibly hot, especially being able to feel the toy pummeling Rita's cunt through the membrane separating her pussy from her ass. From the moment we began double penetrating Rita, I felt a fire growing inside me.

But that was nothing compared to the fire that raged in Rita. Within five minutes, she became an incoherent, screaming mess as the first orgasm tore through her. Rita was multi-orgasmic, but it could take some effort to get her to that point. Having Kat and me inside her simultaneously brought her there almost immediately. She began a stream of orgasms in short succession, and I knew that meant one thing. She would squirt soon.

That presumption proved to be an understatement. Rita had squirted frequently during our sexual adventures, but with Kat and me inside her at the same time? She erupted like a volcano. Despite having her body pressed between us, she squirted prolifically, soaking the sheets and all three of us. I had to double-down on my concentration to make sure my cock stayed inside her ass. Our bodies slid together in a frenetic, sloppy blur. Rita was incandescent. She tried to arch her back, but she was stuck between us.

"Enough! Enough! Oh god!" she cried, her voice quavering. "Please! Stop! Oh god! I'm so sensitive! I can't take anymore! Please! Please! It's too much!"

She wriggled her body, trying to squirm free. I let my cock slowly come out of her ass. Kat kissed her deeply. I moved to the side, inserting my head between the girls and sucking on their tits. Rita's body shook, but she nearly attacked my face with a kiss. She slid off Kat's body, which was covered in her juices.

"I've never cum like that before," Rita said, her voice unsteady. "It was by far the most intense thing I've experienced in my entire life."

Kat looked on, biting her lower lip, and the desire on her face was undeniable.

"I want to try it," she said, almost pleading.

"You have to," Rita said. "It's unbelievable. Okay, I'm up for this. John, would you do me a favor and bring me some coke? I need to blow a couple lines to make myself right."

Kat reached over to the night stand and pushed a coke bullet into Rita's hand.

"Oh my gosh," she said, "I didn't even see that. You fucked me blind!"

She took four big toots and looked at Kat with lust. She unbuckled the strap-on and put it around her own waist. Kat sat up, scrambling to her hands and knees. In moments, we reenacted the same scene, but with the girls' roles switched. Kat climbed on top of the dildo, Rita straining her neck forward to suck on Kat's nipples, which drove her crazy. And I moved behind her and easily slid into her ass.

"Holy fuck!" Kat cried in pleasure. "This feels so fucking good!"

Rita had become masterful with the strap-on. She drove her hips deeply against Kat, pushing the dildo against her cervix, which always put her on the fast-track to orgasm. I was fascinating by the feeling of the dong between Kat's vaginal-anal membrane. At times, Rita and I were both thrusting for the same spot. Kat was going out of her mind.

"You're gonna," she moaned almost incoherently. "I'm ... shit. Shit! I'm gonna have ... orgasm ... both."

Her attempts at speech simply became overwhelmed by her screams, and she tumbled over the cliff. There was no denying it. Kat had never cum so hard before in her life. She didn't fully squirt, but her pussy drooled all over us. Her first set of orgasms, however, only made her want more. Kat was activated now. She took charge and wanted more.

Kat orchestrated a new position. She had Rita and me move closer together, our legs overlapping, so our chests allowed just enough room for Kat to fit between.

"Daddy, this is going to take good timing," Kat said. "I'm going to slip Rita in my pussy, and I need you to put it in my ass at the same time."

I nodded and kissed her. The three of us were sweaty. The room smelled of sex. Rita looked at me with a smile. She was relishing this as much as I was. Kat stood between us, and I couldn't help grabbing her ass with both hands, then giving it a firm smack. Kat yelped and turned to me with a grin. Rita and I held our respective shafts, one silicone and one throbbing flesh, very close together. Kat lowered herself over us, her legs feeling the tension of the initial position.

"Okay, daddy, get ready," Kat said as the tip of the dildo hit her lips.

I grabbed my cock at the base and probed to the opening of her asshole. I found it easy and, without ceremony, ensured my tip popped past her happy and willing sphincter. With both phalluses in position, Kat lowered herself a final time, filling both her holes in an instant.

"Holy fuck!" she said.

Kat had basically rested herself on Rita's legs and mine. Rita and I reached around, enveloping Kat between us.

"This is like a fuck cocoon," Rita said with a laugh.

"It feels fucking amazing," Kat said.

Kat kept her hands pressed against the mattress, using her upper body to raise and lower herself. At the same time, Rita and I pushed our thighs forward in alternating movements, pushing one or the other of us deeper into Kat. The advantage of this position was how close together it put us. I swept aside Kat's hair and kissed her neck. While Rita alternated between kissing Kat and sucking on her tits, I whispered in Kat's ear.

"Did you ever think you'd be fucking your best friend and fiance at the same time?" I asked.

"No," she said, her voice sounding like she was crying.

"You're such a dirty slut, but you've never been fucked like this before," I continued.

"This is the best," she responded, her voice cracking.

I caught Rita's eye while we continued our ocean-like thrusting. She was relishing every moment of us, which was a good thing because Kat built to orgasm again quickly. The stimulation overwhelmed her. We all knew her climax would be titanic. We kept up the brisk pace -- Kat was too close to finishing to not push as hard as we could to propel her to her peak. Kat's body began to quiver. Her voice became incoherent again. Then she went silent and stiff for a few moments, the only sound the slaps of flesh from our thrusts. And then it happened. It was as if Kat was having a seizure. She lost control of her body. Her voice hit an octave I'd never heard, like a heavy metal singer shrieking at the conclusion of a song. Her body thrashed, but she was forced to stay between the box Rita and I created. It went on for a couple minutes, a continuous orgasm that left Kat limp.

When we uncoupled, she simply fell over on the bed, sweaty and panting.

"That's it," Kat said, panting. "That's the best fuck of my entire life. I can die happy now."

Rita and I laughed, but then Rita looked at me seriously.

"You haven't cum," she said, licking her lips.

"You're right," I said. "It's hard to believe. You've both been teasing me, so it's going to be a huge load."

"I want it all over me," Rita said. "I want you to absolutely cover me in sperm."

"Do you remember how I came with you the very first time?" I asked.

Rita nodded seductively. "You titty fucked me," she said. "You don't do that enough."

Kat came out of her post-orgasmic trance and rejoined us. She had obviously heard our discussion because she immediately started sucking my cock.

"You need to be good and slippery, daddy," she said between deep-throat strokes.