The fire had all but died out when I opened my eyes. The candles had extinguished themselves in their melted wax and the room was cool with an amber glow breaking through the windows. Jill was still beside me on the love seat with a musty quilt draped over us. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened wide clearing my vision, and then realized I didn't just wake up, rather I had been woken up to the sound of muffled sex. Karen was on top of Kevin slowly riding his cock fully inside her. I secretly took in Karen's tight 22 year old body; it was obvious she hadn't yet felt the pains of gravity and age. Her tattoos still shined like new ink and her piercings were more playfully decorative than rebelliously Gothic. She was getting close to cumming, as her pace picked up and her hand found its way to her clit toying with it and spurring her closer to orgasm.
Her body tensed and her nails dug into Kevin's chest as he muffled her ecstasy with his hands. Kevin tapped her on the ass and guiding her by the arm positioned her kneeling and bent over the coffee table, still trying to keep as quite as possible, he took his place and entered her from behind. Now whether he was fucking her ass or pussy I'll never know for sure, but either way caused an expression of blissful pain on Karen's face no more than five feet away. Kevin feverishly pummeled his cock inside her and just moments later, maybe seconds later pulled out shooting his thick cum on Karen's back. Leaning back she kissed him on the lips, and then turned to stand up making eye contact with me. She broke into a sweet smile and waved her pinky at me before gathering there things from the loft and heading to the bathroom.
I looked around noticing neither Angie nor Shannon were in the room, leaving Shane alone on the couch. I am not a morning person, but I knew I wasn't going back to sleep. So I delicately slid off the love seat trying not to disturb Jill too much, and peaked in the bedroom to find Angie and Shannon asleep under the covers.
Not sure what the protocol was in this situation I opted for pants and made my way to the kitchen to make some coffee. The sunlight radiated through the front windows as it broke past the trees, and over the next hour everyone trickled into the kitchen on the hunt for coffee. Tired, hung-over and bit awkward we shuffled around like semi-articulate zombies
"Good morning"
"Hung-over?"
"Yep"
"back hurts"
"Damn"
"Coffee?"
"Aspirin"
Karen came bouncing in, hair up in a towel and nothing else on,
"Hey, good morning everyone!" Damn morning people. "OH! We're doing clothes today?" She blurted pulling the towel off her head and wrapping it around her chest, seeing the girls had all put on shirts and panties, and Bill had his boxers on.
"So last night was fun, right?" Karen broke the tension, giving the group permission to talk about it. We erupted in little conversations and side comments expressing our thoughts and feelings about the night.
"Well hell" Kevin gnarled coming out of the bathroom wearing jeans and sleeveless black t-shirt. "What's on the docket for today?"
The rest of the morning was fairly lighthearted as we moved about, each couple taking their turn in the bathroom to save time. It was nice to have a few minutes alone with Angie and process through last evening together.
"Honey, I know this isn't what we thought it would be," Angie confessed, "But I hope you're okay with it."
"No, I am actually really glad this happened. God you and the other girls got me so excited teasing me, last night was amazing and they were all so... accepting" I shared searching for the right words.
As I brushed my teeth I watched Angie step in the open shower and lift her face toward the running water, allowing it to wash over her. She lathered up and leaned into the corner of the shower embracing the quiet mood. My eyes followed the blue soapy water as it ran down her back and between her cheeks and couldn't help but lust for her.
Her eyes still closed and adrift in her own world, I stepped in behind her and slid my hands down her back startling her back to reality. Using the slippery soap I massaged her shoulders and back drifting to her firm ass and back up again. I gently moved my hands around to her stomach and worked my way up stopping just under her hefty breasts before lifting them up taking their full weight in my hands and circling her nipples with my thumbs. Thrusting forward my now hard dick met the upper curve of her soapy ass as my hands traveled south finding an open recipient to my wandering fingers.
I proceeded to rub her clit and grind my little guy against her. It didn't take long for her knees to buckle; she grabbed my wrist and pulled me against her shaking in pleasure as she came with a powerful shudder. Taking her by the hips and pulling her towards me I positioned my dick and fucked her cheeks hot-dogging her slippery buns. My pace quickened and my heart was fluttering... then suddenly Angie turned around and grabbed my dick pinching it hard,
"No!" She commanded playfully, "I want you to wait till tonight, and I want you to be thinking about it all... day... long."
She rinsed off and then bathed me to make sure I didn't jerk-off and to add to my excitement. Damn, I was horny. We finished getting ready and stepped out of the bathroom just in time to see Jill leading Bill to the bedroom. Moments later it became clear what they were doing. Bill was either sucking her cunt or killing her. Jill moaned and screeched and cursed, as she rode Bill's mouth.
"Yeah! Bill suck it!"
"You like me sitting on your face don't you?"
"Yes, Yes, suck it!"
"Jerk your dick for me"