Curling up in your bed sheets, I listen to the sounds of the party wind down. Through it all I can hear your laughter and voice, imagining the excitement I hear in it is due to my arrival. Eventually, I drift off to sleep.
I wake in the dark to new sounds. The bed shaking, being jolted really in a slowly building pace and strength. My eyes rapidly adjusting to the dim light, I make out soft moans and grunts, bits of conversation. The sound of fucking.
Drawn to the source of the sound, I see you at the foot of the bed. Hands on the footboard, bracing. Behind you, I make out another form. Ralph? Both of you are looking at me.
"Ummmmm This is so hot..."
"Do you want to fuck her?"
"She's awake..."
"Yes, she is. And she sees us now. Sees you fucking me."
I can't take my eyes off you. Your sex becomes louder now, no longer being conducted in stealth.
"She's young..."
"Yes, she is. In her twenties. Loves to fuck too."
"EErrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"
The rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh rises.
"Are you...?"
"Yessssssssssss"
"Remember what I told you!"
"I do..."
There is a sudden rush as he moves from behind you. Coming around the bed, I can make out the shape of his cock in his hand as he rounds the bed. Thick and clutched in his fist. A shaft of moon light catches him just as he stands next to me as I can see it. Red, wet, throbbing.
The first rope of his cum shoots out and hits me square across the face. A raised line from right cheek, across my lips and down my chin. The trailing end falling on my neck and left breast. Another follows and, knowing you are looking...expecting..., I open my mouth for it. It is another long strand and the salty goo fills my mouth. A third spurt, weaker lands on my breasts. His hand is pumping the last out, smaller, thinner spurts. Some reaches me, some only finds the bed.
I feel your hand from the far side of the bed. Pushing my head forward. His cock nearing, then inside my mouth.
"Suck him. I want him hard again."
I close my eyes and comply.
Your hand grips my hair, holding me in place. My hands flat on the bed, body twisted at the waist, torso bent forward awkwardly towards him.
His cock fills my mouth and I use my tongue inside my mouth to feel it. Swallowing a mouthful of cum while I start to suck on him. Strangely, this gives me a flash of pleasure knowing that I am sharing with you in a way. Swallowing his cum as you have done before.
Half hard, my lips stretched move along his length. Slightly sticky with your juice and the cum that was in my mouth. Soon I will have him clean and I work at it diligently, helped by your hand as it pulls my face around, back and forth.
I feel him hardening and I let his cock out of my mouth so I can lick along the entire shaft. My goal also to find your wetness on him that I'm unable to reach otherwise. The wetness that has matted his hair at the base of his cock and deposited on his balls.