The adventures of our first orgy continue...
Randi stands up, her tight ass on display as she walks lightly over to the sectional on the other side of the room. She has the most impressive curves: D or even E cup tits, a waist just round enough to accentuate her deep hips. I can feel my mouth watering just looking at her.
She finds the spot she was looking for on the sectional, it's got a few large pillows on it so she's sitting higher up than most couches. Almost like a bed, really... no surprise there. Our hosts know a thing or two about appropriate orgy furniture.
Randi scoots herself back onto the pillows, then raises her long shapely legs into the air, pointing her bare pussy and cute asshole right at us. You don't need any more of an invitation than that. With a sexy growl, you walk up to her, put each of her legs on your shoulders, and point your rock hard cock at her entrance.
"I'm going to fuck you so good, pretty girl." I feel a catch of butterflies in my stomach when I hear those words. I've been on the receiving end of them more than a few times, and one thing is for sure: you deliver whatever you promise.
"Mmm, I bet you fuck as good as you taste." Randi answers. Without warning, you slide your dick into her, as deep as it can go. I can see the width of your cock stretching her pussy lips slightly, and I feel a tingle of desire shoot through my pussy.
"Oooooh!" Randi hisses. "Fuuuuuuck! That's exactly what I need. I want it hard and fast and to be sore from your giant cock all day tomorrow. Give it to meeeee!"
Her last syllable becomes a moan as you start to pump in and out of her tight pussy, not saying a word yourself. I know this version of you, though I've never witnessed it second hand before. You fuck so good it takes up all of your energy, sliding that cock in and out. Your eyes never leave Randi's face, you love making people cry out in pleasure using just your dick, and I can see from the look on her face that it's working.
My hand trails down to the lips of my pussy, feeling not only the soaked sides from the oral I've already received, but the new, slick juices that come from watching you fuck. I'm just about to slide my fingers over my aching clit when a sexy voice whispers in my ear: "He turns us all on. What a gorgeous man you have. He sure knows how to fuck."
It's the brunette who helped orchestrate our previous scenario. "I don't think you caught my name earlier: Soriyah. But you can remove your hand from your pussy until told otherwise and call me Mistress." Her tone is not suggestive, she's in charge and every part of me lights up with desire. A born submissive, I love to feel like I am being used for someone else's pleasure, but also that I am the best at it. They need me to serve them as if they own me, and I crave being owned and fucked. I don't know how Soriyah knew this, but I don't care. Her voice oozes confidence and a dominant sexiness that makes me drop to my knees instantly.
Soriyah laughs softly to herself. "Not quite there yet, my darling." She offers me a hand and I stand shakily to face her. I'm almost trembling with excitement of serving this mistress. Soriyah's hand gently slides across my collarbone and neck, coming up to glide her long dark fingers through my hair. I shiver with the sensation. "First, I evaluate. Then I dominate." Her other hand is on my nipple, squeezing gently. She reaches forward and begins kissing my neck. "Taste test."
