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Dylan
There was a very real chance that I had died and gone to heaven. If I had, I would have been more than happy. The four, nubile, lingerie clad bodies of my sister's friends were sprawled across the substantial bed in Zoe's fuck room. Despite its size, when the room was designed there was clearly no thought about the possibility of a five-girl orgy taking place in there. I guess we would just have to make do; it had certainly been done before.
Emily and I had been scolded for being late, having to make up an excuse other than we were fucking in a changing room in the mall. Each of us had changed In to the outfits that had been picked out for them and I was relieved mine was a fairly simple matching set of baby blue bra and panties as at least I knew how to put them on; there was lace detailing below the cups, which themselves seemed as if they had been cut in half- it showed a lot more of Zoe's, I mean my, tits than everything else I had worn so far.
As for the others, it was like stepping into a Victoria's Secret catalogue. Do they still do those? Emily was wearing a black, sheer baby doll with tiny G-string panties. Eva looked almost angelic in the white bodysuit she had on, while Lucy had joined Emily in black only her outfit was infinitely racier- a strappy full body effort, covered with lace and barely there. Whoever chose for Emily (which I had lost track of by now), had gone classic; a bustier, thong, suspenders and stockings all in black, with red embellishments.
Mollie, however, stole the show. On paper, she was wearing a bodysuit but it was more than that. It was designed as a series of thin strips of fabric crossing her body, meeting at various intersections of three, joined by gold rings. These crisscrossed all the way up her midriff before opening out with a plunging neckline that gave an exquisite view of her cleavage. They needn't have bothered, though, as the cups were semi-sheer themselves. As I caught a glimpse of her nipples, my mind went back to a few days previously. The last time we had sex. She was tied to my bed, chained in fact, with each of her limbs immobile. I had been switching between biting her neck and sucking her nipples for almost half an hour- she was begging for my cock. What I wouldn't give, looking at her now, to bend her over and fuck her raw as I did then.
I snapped back into reality when she walked towards me. Everyone had seemed to have got started. Eva had Lucy's head buried between her legs, while Emily watched intently and made use of the vibrator that had been selected for her- which made sense, as the only true lesbian of the group. It was clear Mollie had selected me, or rather Zoe, as her first conquest of the evening. Her outfit was deep red, my favourite colour for lingerie, and it complimented her brown skin perfectly. Her Asian features were soft, seemingly a melting pot of her Chinese, Vietnamese and Filipino grandparents' ancestry, and they were framed perfectly by her flowing jet-black hair. She had applied lipstick that matched her outfit and her lips were slightly parted in the way they did when it was clear she wanted it. When she finally reached me, she leaned in and we began to kiss gently.
She pulled back for a moment, "Are you sure this isn't weird, you know, with the whole Dylan thing?"
I paused, thinking what Zoe's response would be. "Yes, of course. He's my brother and you're one of my best friends, I just want you both to be happy."
"He seems to be, just not with me," Mollie said forlornly, which broke my heart I really did like her.
"He tends to get like that, scared of commitment, I'll speak to him," I said. This was so weird.
"Will you? Thank you, Zo, I literally can't get him off of my mind," Mollie said.
"I'm sure he feels the same." I said, knowing full well that I did. Had I really messed this up? "And I'm certain he would if he saw you in all this, looking gorgeous. So sexy."
"Thank you! So do you!" she beamed. Mollie leaned forward and began to play with my pussy through the material of my panties. "I need a really good fuck to get my mind off him. Sorry, it's so weird I shouldn't be telling you all this!"
"Dylan has, so why not you?"
"He has?"
"Yeah, we talked about stuff like this a lot. He kept talking about this fireball in bed, best sex he's ever had, but would never tell me her name which was strange. He only slipped once, and said she was Chinese. I thought it was Lisa Jackson in the grade below, but clearly it was you!"
"Wow, did he really say that?"
"Scouts honour," I promised, doing the standard salute and then using those fingers to rub Mollie's pussy. As we manually pleasured each other, we began to get more into it. Her hand slipped inside my panties and began playing with my clit which was nothing short of electric. Why did guys not get one of these?
"He's the best cock I've ever had too to be fair," she said over the course of several seconds, thanks to her short breaths.
"His is the only cock you've had, isn't it?"
"Yeah..." Mollie said unconvincingly as she doubled the speed on my clit. I had to give up my own assault as I could barely move for shuddering and moaning.
"Okay fine, but don't tell Dylan or anyone else for that matter because I know they won't get it," she said. "But I know you will."
My heart pounded and I was not sure whether it was my looming orgasm or I was jealous about Mollie having fucked some other guy on the side. That was weird. I was...jealous.
"Dylan thinks he was my first and only," she explained, not breaking from her focus on my clit at all. The pleasure was indescribable. It felt like I was prematurely coming. "Which is partly true, he was my first and until he cut it off with me last week, my only."
