Stuck at a Bachelorette Party Pt. 04

Author's note: This is a continuation of a story I wrote about a young man forced to stay in his room while his sister's bachelorette party rages all around him. The initial idea was only about what it would be like to have having a 'keyhole' perspective on what was surely a debaucherous night, along with some sexy fun with the amped up women behind the main character's door.

Just like Ethan, I didn't really think through the consequences of his actions as he hooked up with these women, but I kind of like that he is royally fucked now. He now has to spend two full days in the presence of multiple women he has slept with --not slept with over the course of his life, but specifically in the course of one night-- without ruining his sister's wedding. He has also just had the best night of his life, which surely has his 22-year-old hormones raging.

This is my first literotica story, so thanks to everyone who made positive comments and encouraged me to continue.

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Finally, Ethan could sleep for a few hours without disturbance.

The fact that he lay in a wet spot made of his own cum and Kayla's fluids didn't wake him. The dreams replaying his hookups from the night before didn't wake him. Hell, the shining through his window and everyone talking upstairs didn't wake him.

The thing that finally roused him was a sudden realization about the events of the NEXT two days. Ethan had stuck his dick in four women the night before, which was admittedly pretty great, but also a looming shit-storm. His sister would be pissed. These were her best friends going back to grade school, which meant Ethan had known them his whole life. Because they were also seven to eight years older than him, it felt a bit like he had fucked members of his family. And he was going to be around all of these women a lot over the next two days because of the wedding.

What. The. Fuck. Had. He. Done?

He had to go to the rehearsal dinner with all of them, pose for group photos with them, and spend the entire wedding reception around these people. Holy shit, Anna and Kayla were going to have their husbands and children! He might have to shake the guys' hands, or talk to their children. Ethan would have to talk to Phil, Kayla's husband, knowing he had his dick in his wife's ass, and that Phil wasn't meeting Kayla's needs in bed.

And everyone would be drinking heavily all night. What. The. Fuck. Had. He. Done?

He would just have to skip the whole thing. Should he say he was sick? Should he move to Mexico and disappear without a trace? As he thought about how to escape this hell, other images flashed through his mind as well. Anna holding him down as she rode him on the bed. Julie's incredible legs swinging over him to 69. Kayla's hands on his ass, pushing him to throat-fuck her harder as she was pinned against the wall. As great as those sounded, he couldn't take the chance. All it would take would be one stare that lasted too long, or one hand smacking his ass on the dance floor-- and all of the secrets would come out. And he would be dead.

Ethan did nearly die when a loud knock sounded on his door. He jumped up to check, and only realized he was naked once the door was open.

"Fuuuuuuck!" his sister screamed, as she pulled the door closed. "What the fuck is wrong with you? I came down here to tell you there's coffee and breakfast ready upstairs, and this is what I get?"

Ethan yelled back through the closed door, "Sorry, my suitcase is still in the car, so I didn't have any dry clothes to change into. And I slept so hard that I forgot I was naked when you knocked."

"Whatever, you little perv. And I was just about to thank you for keeping your promise and staying down here all night. Well, we're all up there."

As he heard her near the stairs, he had a sudden realization. "Wait! Could you grab my suitcase for me? I don't want to flash the whole house just to get some dry clothes." Elizabeth assented with a sigh, and he tossed his keys to her through the cracked door.

A moment later, there was a softer knock, followed by a more timid, "Ethan?"

It wasn't Elizabeth, and if it was one of the women from last night, his sister would catch them when she returned with his bag. At least his death would come quickly, rather than dragging out all weekend. But there was a reprieve, at least for now.

"Ethan, it's Julie. Elizabeth asked me to bring you your suitcase. She also said to be careful because you're a dirty perv who's running around naked in a house full of women."

Ethan opened the door, a blanket wrapped around him like a toga. "Thanks. I'm actually glad you're here. Are we good?"

"Oh, of course. If there was a perv running around the house last night, it was me. Well, me and the gaggle of women upstairs doing shots and licking whipped cream off of strippers. I had a good time, and if you're good, I'm good."

"I had a good time, too." Ethan mimed zipping his lips. "Is it safe to go upstairs? There aren't any strippers passed out on the couch, or anything, right?"

"No, just coffee and frozen waffles. Come on up when you're ready."

Well, there was no way out but through the living room, so he didn't have much of a choice. Ethan showered, dressed, and packed. He was about to head upstairs, then paused because he had almost left his phone charger, which would have been a disaster. Ethan tossed the room for anything else and soon held five pairs of panties, a pair of dick earrings, a pair of sex dice, and Mia's small vibrator.

A hard knock on the door snapped him from his reverie, and he stuffed his prizes into his bag.

"Hey dumbass!" It was his sister yelling through the door. "We're heading out. There's some food and coffee upstairs, but I want you out of here before we get back."

"No problem. Hey!"

"We need to go, what now?"

"I'm happy for you. Can't wait to see you in your wedding dress."

"Thanks, Ethan."

Their sibling bickering was a running joke, but Elizabeth had always taken care of him as his older sister. He knew then that he couldn't skip his sister's wedding; it was too important to her, and he loved her. He would just need to keep a low profile and hope for the best.

There were a few errands to do before the wedding, but Ethan didn't want to miss any incriminating evidence. Before he left, he dropped the sheets in the hamper and deposited the dick-shaped earrings into a quiet corner upstairs for his parents to find. It's true that he loved his sister, but he also couldn't resist the opportunity to mess with her.

After heading out, Ethan got his hair trimmed, picked up his suit, and texted Uncle Mike to apologize for not showing up the night before. Mike said it was no problem and sent him a six-digit code to the room he was using. Ethan found out that his uncle had converted his detached garage into a small apartment, which he mostly rented out on Airbnb, and this was where Ethan was supposed to have stayed the night before. A private space was exactly what Ethan needed at the moment, and it sounded much better than staying in the guest bedroom of Mike's little house.

The last stop was a venue walkthrough, which was happening early because they had another event that evening. The walkthrough was going to be Ethan's first gauntlet, because the whole wedding party would be there. His role in the wedding was pretty small, because he didn't know Elizabeth's fiancé, Miller, well enough to be a groomsman. His sister wanted Ethan involved, though, so he was walking the flower girl down the aisle.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

The flower girl was Kayla's four-year-old daughter. That would be awkward. Ethan thought about that for a moment, and a realization hit him. Being a father meant doing the dirtiest things to your wife on Friday night, then welcoming the kids when they jumped in bed Saturday morning. Like, looking your kid in the eye eight hours after having your cock in their mom's brown eye was a normal experience for married people. Well, he was not ready for that specific kind of cognitive dissonance at twenty-two. Still, that was after what the husband and wife did, not the wife and the guy she hooked up with at a bachelorette party. His sin was much worse.

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Ethan slipped in late on purpose, hoping to avoid any small talk. It was just his luck that the event coordinator was late, too, so everyone was milling around waiting for her. The first person he saw was Mia, laughing at an unheard joke that Kayla whispered into Mia's ear as they both followed him with their eyes.

Oh no.

Ethan decided to take a quiet moment in the bathroom, but he bumped into Lisa coming out as he went in. "Ethan, right?" she asked, although she already knew the answer.

Ethan tried to focus on her face, instead of her large breasts and wide hips, but it was nearly impossible with the image of her bare, upturned ass burned into his mind from the night before.

"Hi, Lisa. It's been a while. I'm glad you could come." Ethan's voice nearly broke at the unintentional double entendre.

"I wish I could have come earlier, but there are so many distractions lately. I'll see you out there!"

Ethan took a longer look at her body than he should have as she walked away. There was no way she had intentionally called him on his cum pun, right? His mind was playing tricks on him. After a few minutes of scrolling his phone, Ethan rejoined the group just as the coordinator was starting her instructions.

Luckily, helping Kayla's daughter, Jenny, was a big enough distraction that Ethan could avoid any further interactions with the rest of the wedding party. He helped her remember the music cue, showed her how to hold his arm with the flower basket in her hand so she could spread flower petals at the same time, and talked her through how to ensure she didn't run out of petals halfway up the aisle. They were the first to reach the front, and the plan was for them to sit in assigned seats during the actual ceremony. So Ethan sat with her as the groomsmen and bridesmaids practiced their timing, listening as Jenny told him about the pretty dress she was going to wear the next day. She was the cutest kid in the world.

No, she was the cutest kid in the world and he fucked her mom every way possible just hours before.

Kayla was walking down the aisle at the very moment he thought that, when Jenny shouted out, "Good job, Mommy!" Kayla smiled warmly at her daughter without the slightest hint of discomfort at the situation (or in her gait, which wouldn't have been strange after the fucking she had taken the previous night).

The mock ceremony ended, and everyone broke up into little groups. Julie approached him, wrapping her long arms around him in a hug. "I'm so glad you made it! We were worried when we saw you would be driving through that storm."

Anna popped out of nowhere to hug Ethan as well. "Ethan! I haven't had the chance to say hi yet. Isn't this whole thing fantastic?"

Julie had been playing dumb, but Ethan couldn't tell whether Anna was as well, or if she had been too drunk to remember. They exchanged pleasantries for a while before Ethan made his excuses, and they let him go.

Elizabeth grabbed Ethan for a moment to ask him to run another errand that afternoon. Kayla maneuvered herself into a position over Elizabeth's shoulder, one which only Ethan could see, and pulled down her dress to flash her tits at him. Elizabeth clocked his glance, and turned to see what had caught his attention, but not before Kayla had moved out of sight. This was getting out of hand. At this rate, Elizabeth was going to murder him on the night before her wedding.

Ethan did his best to avoid everyone else as he headed to his car, but he ran into Mia, who was leaning against it. "Quite a night for you, eh, tiger?" She whispered, "Have you ever seen three wet pussies in the same night before? Not counting porn or strip clubs."

Ethan reflected that it had actually been five wet pussies, but kept that to himself. "Yeah, I definitely wasn't expecting that." Then he lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "I still can't believe the show you and Lisa put on for me."

Mia looked at him appraisingly. "I'll just bet you can't. It was a turn-on having you watch us, then watching you later. I can be a bit of an exhibitionist when I get drunk. And I was really, really drunk last night. Oh, and it was nice of you to try to protect Kayla when she was 'passed out', but she knew everything we were doing. It was the first thing we talked about this morning. That is going to be a drunken night for the record books."

"Mia," Ethan whispered forcefully. "Can we keep this quiet? I don't want to cause trouble for my sister on her wedding weekend. She'll blame me, not any of you."

"Who do you think you're talking to? Women are way better at keeping secrets than men. We're also better about having a little fun without catching feelings, which makes everything easier."

Mia sighed. "That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about. You need to keep your mouth shut and your eyes to yourself this weekend. Women have radar for gossip, and one little glance could tip everyone off. Kayla is a married woman, and Lisa's boyfriend will be at the wedding. You got lucky being the only non-stripper at a bachelorette party, but don't push it. Understood?"

"Thanks for taking it seriously."

Mia turned to go, and Ethan slid into the driver's seat of his car. Against his better judgement, he took a long look at Mia's ass swaying in her jeans. There was no way he was going to be able to pull this off.

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Even after dropping off the corsages for his sister, there were still six hours between the walkthrough and the rehearsal dinner. Ethan decided to unpack at his uncle's and try to catch a nap. The conversion from garage to apartment had been well done, so the place felt like a nice little studio apartment. He would have been ecstatic to find a place like this near his college.

By the time he unpacked his suitcase and hung up his suit, sleep was winning the battle against his morning coffee. He had started the previous night dead tired, then traded sleep for pleasure. He would do it again ten out of ten times, but he was beat.

As soon as he plugged his phone in and lay down, he started getting a flood of texts. His roommate back home needed help finding the spare key. His mom wanted to make sure he'd picked up his suit. His uncle told Ethan there was some food in the studio fridge for him. He thumbed quick replies to all of those and noted some others he could catch up on later. Then he saw one come through with a photo. Of some condoms?!

A quick swipe revealed the text was from Julie. He read it three times to make sure he was getting it right.

Julie: "Hey Ethan, that was fun last night! And you did a good job of not hanging all over me at the walkthrough. We only got to go halfway, though. I would like to have actual sex, if you're still okay with a non-committal hookup. As you can see in the photo, I have condoms!"

Ethan tried to keep his reply casual.

Ethan:"I'm glad you had fun, it was good for me, too."

Ethan thought the lack of an exclamation point sent the right message, so he hit send.

"I'm up for another round. And I'm curious what other tricks you picked up in your 'research.' When are you thinking?"

Julie: "It would have to be right now. I told the girl I'm sharing a hotel room that I needed a nap, so she's going to explore the city for a couple of hours. We would need to be done by 3."

Ethan: "Okay, I'm in. Are you at the Marriott? It's pretty much the only option."

Julie: "Yup, room 304."

Ethan: "Anything I should know/bring? Do you want to pretend you have a boyfriend again?"

Julie: "No, that was too much last time. Stop thinking so hard. Just come over and we'll figure it out."

Ethan: "OMW"

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This was a small town, so Ethan pulled up at the hotel six minutes later. He did his best to appear casual as he strolled through the lobby and took the elevator to the third floor. But inside, he was thrilled to have another shot at Julie. An image appeared in his mind of her pussy in his face, while his cock was all the way down her throat, and he felt himself getting hard in the elevator.

A couple of older ladies got on, and he had to adjust his pants to hide his erection. From the way they were laughing when they exited, he was pretty sure it hadn't worked.

Ethan was surprised to find Julie standing outside her room when he arrived. He wasn't sure what he had expected-- that she'd be wearing fancy lingerie with a trail of rose petals leading to the bed? But here she was. She was wearing the same peach-colored sundress she'd had on at the walkthrough. It was longer and more conservative than what the other women had been wearing earlier that morning, but he still found it sexy. He noticed that she was wringing her hands, as if worried.

"Hey, everything all right?"

"Um, yeah. I don't know. We have a little change of plans." She looked away from him as she said this, much like when she'd asked to hook up the night before. "I'm going to ask something of you, but please know it's okay if you want to back out."

"What's up? I'm sure we can figure it out."

"That's easy for you to say. I wasn't expecting this, and I'm worried you'll freak out."

Ethan was taken aback by this. He knew Julie to be awkward and that she often made things into bigger deals than they needed to be, but this wasn't adding up. "I guess the only way to know is to ask." He had a brainwave and added, "If this is a casual thing, you should be able to ask for whatever. There's no pressure on either of us." He smiled at her, but decided he probably looked too eager.

"Okay." Her eyes found the ugly hotel carpet. "You know how I said my hotel roommate would be gone? Well, she's not."

Ethan remained silent, unsure where this would go next as Julie spoke tentatively, "And she figured out what we were up to."

Her speech suddenly went into overdrive. "Not that that's a problem. We're both adults, well, all three of us are, and sex is normal. But it's just that we're sharing this hotel room. And..." she trailed off.

"Julie, it's okay. We don't have to do this today."

"No, that's not it. That's not it at all. She wants in."

Ethan stood silent as his jaw dropped, and Julie filled the void with rapid-fire rambling. "The thing is, that should be fine. It's fine. But I don't know how you can consent if you two have never met. She says she trusts my taste, but I don't know. And we only have a few hours, which isn't enough time for you two to get to know each other. And I've never had a threesome--"

She stopped as Ethan grabbed her shoulders and kissed her.

"I didn't know how else to stop you, especially in a way that would let you know this conversation is okay."

Julie pulled back, looking unsure.

"And I hope that didn't feel too rom-com," Ethan added, "It's not the big kiss that precedes true love, it's a reminder to slow down and have fun." He kissed her again; this time squeezing her ass.

She returned his kiss eagerly and leaned into him. "Okay, that was fun. What do we do, then?"

"I mean, it's not like anybody is cheating here, and none of us is under any obligation to do anything. Let's go inside, and I can meet your plus-one. We can just follow the vibes from there."

"Good. I did tell her you have a nice cock."

"You think my cock is nice? Well, off we go, then." He smacked her ass with that last statement.

"Okay, Marissa, we're coming in!" Julie called, as they opened the door. "I talked to him, and he's willing to give it a try."

Marissa was short and slightly plump. Ethan guessed her to be Latina, from her brown skin, and her face had a pleasant warmth to it. She was sitting up against some pillows on one of the beds in a way that made it hard to miss her enormous breasts. It was unlikely that anyone would miss those in any situation, but they looked especially huge in her reclined position.

"It's okay, I heard everything through the door. Ethan, if you were being sincere out there, you sound like a good dude, just like Julie said."

"Nice to meet you, Marissa. Do we like shake hands, or?"

"Haha, you had to make it awkward. Just come in. We have some beers in the mini fridge. Grab three." Marissa pointed to the cabinet that hid the hotel refrigerator.

Ethan moved quickly to the fridge, coming back with three bottles of beer. "Sounds like a good idea." Then he looked around the room. "But where should we sit?"

"I've got this bed, so why don't you and Julie sit on that other one?"

Marissa watched as they situated themselves in the awkward way you often have to in hotel rooms. "Okay, I think we should just admit this is a weird situation, because Ethan and I don't know each other, and because getting three people together is always kinda awkward. That's why they invented the term 'third wheel.' So let's start with this, everybody down your beers."

Marissa raised her bottle in a toast, and they all chugged their beers. Ethan and Julie both did so haltingly, and with self-conscious body language.

"Great. Cards on the table. I'm just over here, bored and horny in some little town I've never been to before. I'm bi, and, Ethan, I think you're cute. I also think you and I can agree that Julie is fucking gorgeous."

Julie blushed, but gave Marissa a coy look. Sensing an opportunity, Marissa doubled down, "I mean, just look at those legs. I want them wrapped around my head so bad."

"Marissa!" Julie's tone was one of shock, but also appreciation.

Ethan raised a 'cheers' with his empty beer bottle. "You can say that again."

Julie covered her face with a pillow.

"What?" He continued, "I've known you for years, so it's nice to finally say it."

Her hand reached out to give him an embarrassed, but flirty, shove on his shoulder.

"See, there's a start. I have an idea, if you two are up for it." Marissa plowed ahead.

Julie removed the pillow from her face and looked at Marissa curiously, saying nothing.

"You two have already hooked up, and it sounds like you have unfinished business. Start without me. Do what you were going to do. I've never watched anyone fuck in front of me, and that sounds hot as hell."

Ethan and Julie looked at each other, both of them seemed hungry at the idea.

"BUT, I don't want just to be sitting over here watching. That's cool and all, but I think I need more than that. So I'm gonna tell you what to do."

Their expressions showed they were processing the idea, but Marissa didn't let the question linger.

"Kiss."

She said it with calm authority, and the other two began pecking and lightly tongue-kissing each other.

"Nah, get in there."

Emboldened, Ethan and Julie immediately increased the passion and explored each other's mouths with fervor. Marissa could see the erection growing in Ethan's pants.

"Julie, hike up your dress. Show us your panties."

She complied without breaking her lip-lock with Ethan. Julie was wearing a thong made of sheer mesh, a sure sign that she had dressed for a hookup.

"Now we're getting somewhere. Ethan, take off your shirt."

He pulled his shirt over his head, but Julie pulled back unexpectedly.

"Hold up, Marissa, let me get something." Rising, Julie rifled through her suitcase, coming back with a rectangular, mesh bag, roughly ten by fourteen inches, which she placed on the bedside table. The zipper made three distinct 'whiz' sounds as she pulled it around the sides of the package and folded the top back.

Marissa whistled, "Damn, girl. You come prepared."

The bag was full of a variety of sex toys, ranging in size and type. Julie had organized them so neatly that the other two could immediately recognize everything. Starting from one end, there was a wand vibrator, a clitoral suction toy, and a U-shaped toy that covered the clit while also inserting a flat vibe into the vagina. The large, top pocket held a veiny, pink dildo and the long string of condoms Ethan had seen in the photo Julie texted. Smaller pockets fastened with velcro secured two remotes and a small bottle of lube.

As they took those in, Marissa excitedly jumped up and reached into her own bag. She pulled out a messier menagerie of toys from rolled-up shirts and makeup bags. "Great minds think alike! Let's see what Mama brought."

First, she unwrapped the same clit suction toy that Julie had, just in a different color. "This thing is the best. I guess you read the reviews, too, Julie."

Out of Marissa's makeup bag, a tiny fingertip vibe appeared, and she narrated its appeal. "You can take this anywhere, and nobody knows."

She unrolled a large t-shirt and produced a purple monstrosity of a thrusting toy. It wasn't that the penetrative portion was giant, so much as a lot was going on. A long handle had five or six buttons, branching out into two parts; a pair of rabbit ears to stimulate the clit, and a thick dildo with a flexible middle section that looked like it belonged on a jackhammer.

"This bad boy has gotten me through some lonely nights. Don't judge this last one, though." Finally, she produced a mid-sized vibrating buttplug.

Ethan's mouth hung open at the menagerie. "Wow. All that for a few days off?"

They nodded to him knowingly.

"I told you, I'm married to my job, and Marissa is basically the same," Julie explained. "Plus, neither of us is dating anyone right now, and we're scientists; technology to the rescue!"

"And the two of you didn't plan this out? Like, you've never hooked up?"

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't kind of hoping." Marissa looked at Julie, shy for once. "I've had a crush on this girl for quite some time. And if nothing happened, at least I could take care of myself. But I do have one more I didn't want to show y'all." Marissa reached back into her bag and produced a long, black tube, which appeared to be new.

Uncapping one end, Marissa produced a lengthy, double-ended dildo. "A girl can hope, right?"

"Awww, Marissa." Julie gave her doe eyes. "You bought that for me? You know I'm not bi enough to date a girl, but I've always thought you were cute."

"That's a hell of an icebreaker." Ethan joked, "I feel like a bad guest for not bringing any toys. I can put some music on, though. You guys okay with some old-school R&B? A Marvin Gaye playlist?"

They nodded, and he set his phone on the hotel's speaker.

"Julie, did you win that pink dildo at the bachelorette party?"

"I did... How did you know about that?"

"Oh, I heard some of the girls talking." He looked over the menagerie of toys again. "This is overwhelming. I don't even know where to start."

"You don't have to worry about that. I'm telling you what to do, remember?" Marissa smiled impishly at them. "Let's speed this up a bit. Julie, take that dress off. Ethan, drop your pants. Both of you keep your underwear on for now, though. Then kiss again. Passionate, like last time; I know you two are turned on by each other."

Julie and Ethan met at the side of the bed and kissed deeply. He was struck again at how tall Julie was, and how sexy that felt.

"Good. Now, Julie, I want you to pull your panties aside and show us your pussy."

Julie sat on the side of the bed and complied.

"Now touch yourself gently up and down your lips. Oooh, that's a nice pussy, and your lips are already swollen and pink. That's hot." Marissa moved to the room's only chair, leaning forward with anticipation. "Now tell me what Ethan did to you last night."

"Ethan was sweet. He asked me what I wanted, and I told him I wanted something intimate." Her finger continued to slide up and down her increasingly wet slit as she spoke.

"He made me feel comfortable, even though I was embarrassed. He went slow, building the tension; unlike most men." Julie's finger was then dipping slightly between her lips as she stroked, and her eyes were closed, remembering. "He went down on me, and it was so sexy the way his whole focus was on me. I had to practically beg him to pull his dick out."

"Ethan, grab that finger vibe for me."

Ethan obliged, his hard-on swaying in his boxers as he walked.

"Would you be okay if I licked you a little bit? I want Julie to keep talking."

He nodded and Marissa pulled his boxers over his erect cock. She began sucking on the very end of his tip in little slurps, putting her lips on, then sliding them back and off with each suction. It was delightful. Ethan also heard the finger vibrator start, and knew Marissa's hands were between her legs.

"Julie, don't stop."

Julie looked at Marissa for a moment before closing her eyes to continue, "I loved his reaction when I took his cock in my mouth. His dick sort of flexed into me and I could feel a wave of pleasure run through his body. Can I go further with my fingers now, Marissa?"

She pulled her lips from Ethan's glans, her voice trembling slightly from the vibrator she was using. "Yeah, you can."

Julie began to whip tiny fingertip twitches on the tip of her clit, and the change in sensation was visible in her body language.

"I wanted more. I needed to cum so bad. So I shoved my pussy in his face while I kept sucking." Julie lay back on the bed then, spreading her legs spread and her finger flicking furiously.

"I started fucking with him, doing crazy shit to his cock with my mouth, and the way he moaned into my pussy made me so hot. I deepthroated him, Marissa! I took his cock in the back of my throat, and he went crazy. That made me moan harder with his dick in me, which made him go harder on my clit."

Julie's voice was ragged then, and it was clear she was close to cumming. Ethan was incredibly turned on by hearing Julie's side of their hookup, and felt like he could cum in Marissa's mouth at any moment. She shoved him away, giving him a silent signal to lick Julie.

The story was harder to understand, but much sexier as Julie continued through a series of sexy moans, "It was like a feedback loop. I would moan harder on his cock, and he would do the same into my pussy. It felt so good like that."

Ethan kneeled between Julie's legs and began lapping at her labia while she rubbed her clit. The tension of her rising pleasure showed on her hand as veins and tendons stood out. It only took a few licks from Ethan to put her over the top. "

And then we caaaaaaaame. I came all over his faaaaaace, and the waves just kept flowing over meeeeeeee. He went craaazyyyyyy on my clit, and I almost couldn't stand it. I had to stay qui-i-et, which was s-o-o-o hot. I wanted to..."

Her voice devolved into frenzied screams, and she yelled, "I'm cumming!" over and over again.

Ethan reached down to stroke himself, but Marissa grabbed his arm. She was naked then, her enormous tits softly enveloping his entire shoulder.

"Not yet," she whispered into his ear. "You're responsible for both of us today." She pulled Ethan's hand to her crotch to feel her wetness, then increased her volume.

"Don't stop, Julie. You can't leave me hanging."

Julie continued to rub herself, and her other hand was now on the back of Ethan's head, nearly suffocating him in her pussy.

"And then he came in my mouth. Oh gawd. Spurt after spurt into the back of my throat. Shit, shit. I've never swallowed cum in my life, but I did last night. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck! I swallowed every drop, and I came again from doing it. I had his cock ALL the way down my throat, and I took it all!"

Her body relaxed, and Julie let her head fall back on the bed. Ethan took the hint and pulled his face from her vulva.

She continued, softer and more composed. "And then I kissed him, and it was fucking perfect. I could taste his cum and my cum at the same time, and it just felt so intimate."

Julie's breathing was ragged, as if she had just completed a sprint. "You gave me exactly what I wanted, Ethan. It took everything I had not to fuck you right then."

Marissa pulled Ethan's face towards hers. "I want to taste her on you." She kissed him, sucking on his lips and tongue in a way he had never experienced. Ethan was throbbing and almost came without anyone even touching him.

Marissa seemed to sense how close he was to finishing, because she pushed him away. "Easy there, big boy. I have plans for you."

Julie seemed to stir at that, sitting up and looking at the two of them together. She wore a plain, white bra, and her sheer thong was still shoved to one side. Ethan and Julie both got their first view of Marissa's naked body as well. She was short --maybe five-one?-- and thick. Her thick body had a bit of a belly, but her round ass and huge tits offset it nicely. Her breasts were too big to stand perky, but they were fantastic nonetheless as they hung soft and pendulous over the top of her belly. Her dark, short hair framed her tanned face, the flush revealing how turned on she was.

"Don't forget who's in charge. I want to have some fun now. Ethan, go sit in that chair over there, and take my phone." She unlocked the camera mode and tossed it to him. "You cool if he films us, Julie?"

"I. I guess so." Her hand inadvertently covered her bare vagina. "I mean, I don't know if I'll ever have another threesome, and it might be nice to have a memento." Having convinced herself, she gave Ethan a slight nod.

"Have you ever gone down on a woman before?" Marissa looked into Julie's eyes and saw that she hadn't. "Do you think you're ready to?"

Another no.

"Okay, let's start small, then. Ethan, grab our matching clit toys."

Ethan held the phone, still capturing every moment, as he retrieved the two toys and tossed them on the bed.

"I'm going to do something to you. Then, you'll repeat it on me."

Marissa grabbed Julie's toy, although she didn't turn it on. Instead, she massaged Julie's wet slit with one finger. Julie copied the motion on Marissa's fat lips.

"Good, now this," Marissa repeated the motion, this time placing her thumb on Julie's clit, while running her middle finger up her labia. At the top, she pinched Julie's clit between her finger and thumb. Julie shuddered and copied the motion. Marissa pulled the same move again, only she kept stimulating Julie's clit this time. Julie took the hint, and soon both of them were gently rolling the other's clit between their thumb and finger and moaning softly.

Marissa threw her head back. "I think you're a natural. Let's step it up."

She lowered the tip of the suction toy against Julie's clit, then turned it on low. Marissa pulled her fingers back as it pulled Julie's clit deeper. Julie let out a surprised breath at the sensation, then repeated Marissa's technique on her partner's pussy. Marissa sighed contentedly, as if finally getting some relief.

Ethan stood beside the bed, his attraction for Julie clear from the way he focused the lens on Julie's pussy as Marissa worked on her. The women were lying on their sides in a sort of yin-yang, with their heads focused on each other's vaginas, as if they could pull in for a sixty-nine at any time. It was almost comical how far Julie's legs extended past Marissa's head because of the other's short stature.

Marissa brought two fingers around, pushing them into Julie while the toy sucked away at her clit. Marissa's face revealed how much she enjoyed the feeling of Julie's steamy pussy, and Ethan walked around the bed to capture Julie's reciprocation. Her long fingers were more tentative as they entered Marissa, but she did a little freelancing and turned them upwards and curving, as if signaling someone to come hither. Ethan was pretty sure Julie had found her G-spot by the way Marissa's hips jumped.

"Oh, you're cheating now. Go on, then."

Julie began rocking the suction toy gently up and down on Marissa's clit, while stroking against her G-spot with her long fingers. Ethan walked around the bed again to see Marissa fingering Julie with increasing intensity.

"Get in my mouth!" Marissa commanded Ethan when she realized he was close to her.

He slid his cock into her mouth slowly, and she sucked it like a popsicle, including the occasional slurp you need to stop the melting popsicle juices from dripping. He had calmed down by then, and was able to enjoy the sensation without feeling like he would explode at the slightest touch.

"Now put it in her mouth. And go all the way deep like you did last night." Then she whispered, "I'll do some magic down here at the same time."

Ethan needed no further convincing and returned to Julie's side of the bed. She sucked him in greedily, as if starving, adjusting her angle to take him in her throat. He filmed her in close-up as she gagged slightly, although she didn't seem bothered by it, then jumped in surprise. If Ethan had been watching Marissa, we would have seen that she was then tonguing Julie's ass fervently.

While unexpected, her ass play didn't appear unwelcome, as Julie moved her hips to push Marissa's tongue deeper, while releasing panting moans onto Ethan's cock. They continued this way for a few minutes, with Julie bobbing on Ethan, Marissa tongue-fucking Julie's ass, and the two women working furiously on the other's pussy before Julie began to gasp and a warm orgasm flowed over her. Marissa must have been close as well, because she started letting out little yelps of pleasure and rolling her hips.

Ethan was entranced and almost completed the orgasm trifecta when Marissa spoke up, as if she could sense him about to cum.

"Ethan, get that plug from the other bed."

Julie turned her head in surprise, and Marissa continued. "I think you'll like this. Are you cool with it?"

Julie lay her head down on the bed as she enjoyed Marissa's efforts. That was a yes.

"Grab Julie's lube, too."

Ethan did his best to get both without taking the camera off the action, and was soon standing over Marissa's head with the plug in his hand. The lube lay next to her head on the bed.

"Okay, I want to keep up what I'm doing, so I'm going to need your help. First, pop that thing in your mouth and cover it with spit."

Ethan's eyes widened as he looked at the silicon plug.

"Relax, it's dishwasher safe and I'm a neat freak. Now I want you to show me a different kind of freak, one who will put a used buttplug in his mouth because I told him to."

He tentatively pushed the toy between his lips, deciding it tasted more like a kitchen spatula than anything else. As instructed, he worked up some spit to coat it.

"If you keep following my instructions, I'll let you back in my mouth. Now keep the plug in there and pump some lube onto your fingers."

This wasn't what he expected when she had him bring the plug, but he followed her lead, and she stretched her head to grasp the tip of his cock between her lips. Ethan adjusted his hips to allow her better access, and she gamely bobbed on him with a fervor he hadn't seen from her before.

Following her implied plan, he began massaging his lubed fingers against Julie's tender ass, already wet with Marissa's spit. Small circles and probes gave way to actual penetration, until he found himself with his middle finger two knuckles deep inside of her.

Julie moaned and swiveled her hips to pull him deeper. He pumped his finger in and out, then returned it to the bottle for more lube; this time pressing two fingers into her tight ring. The extra girth drew a deeper groan from Julie, and he was momentarily worried he had hurt her, until her body relaxed and he felt her pushing herself onto his digits again.

Marissa pulled her mouth from his cock to check his progress, and smiled. "Good boy, now get that plug in there." She continued watching while one hand held the suction toy on Julie's clit, and the other fingered her languidly.

Marissa's eyes widened with excitement as he eased the plug into the taller girl, her ass opening around the thinner tip, spreading as it went deeper, then cinching around the base when the whole bulb was inside. Seeing that did it for Marissa, because her eyes rolled back in her head and she let out another series of orgasmic cries.

Ethan chanced a glance at Julie's face, and saw that she was tounging Marissa's ass the way her friend had been doing to her previously. Having only done anal for the first time the night before, he silently concluded that women were more into ass-play than he had thought.

When Marissa's screaming subsided, Ethan decided he could take no more. He stuck to the game, though. "Marissa, you two are so sexy together. Can I get in on this?"

"Don't worry, your turn is coming soon. You've been a good boy, and patient." She licked him with a flick of her tongue, eliciting a jerk from his cock. "Julie, I know he's your friend, but are you okay if I get the first ride? I honestly think that will work out better for you anyway."

Julie nodded, her face still buried in Marissa's ass.

"Julie, get up and lie on your back. I want those beautiful legs spread wide. Ethan, grab that double-ender I bought."

Julie reluctantly disentangled herself from Marissa, removing her tongue from her ass, her fingers from her pussy, and turning the suction toy off in that order. But she obediently lay back on the bed, spreading her legs wider and straighter than seemed possible. This new position showed off the rubbery plug in her ass, and put her inflamed pussy on display.

Ethan stood gawping at the sight, but Marissa pulled him out of it by smacking his ass and pointing to the dildo she'd requested. He kept the camera focused on Julie's spread sex as he tossed the long, skinny toy to Marissa.

Marissa leaned forward with the double-ended dildo in hand, and licked Julie from perineum to clit a few times. She formed her tongue into a broad, wet brush, enveloping Julie's lips and clit with every stroke. Then Marissa began to focus only on Julie's clit, licking with the same wide tongue.

Ethan was capturing every touch and lick on video until Marissa pulled back for a moment to instruct him to grab a condom, but not open it, before continuing. He only had to reach behind him, so she quickly followed up, asking him to kneel next to Julie's head.

"Julie, you're going to get him ready for me." Marissa lubed one end of the dildo, and began dipping it gently into Julie's pussy.

"If you do a good job, you'll get more of this." She shoved it a few inches deeper, then pulled it back, drawing a moan from Julie. Marissa knew Julie didn't need any extra motivation to work Ethan over, but she also knew Julie was getting off on being told what to do. Plus, it was a good excuse to start fucking her properly when she swallowed Ethan's cock.

Ethan felt Julie's body jerk with the in-out of the dildo, moving her mouth pleasantly on his dick. He felt the warmth of orgasm starting to build, and Marissa seemed to know again.

"All right, it's go time. Get that condom on, you're going to fuck my ass. Someone else is using my toy right now."

Marissa paused her licking to bark out commands at every stage. "Get that condom on and lube up." Then another, "Use some of that lube to soften up my ass. While you're opening me up, put yourself in my pussy, but you only get three strokes to keep you ready. Keep them slow and sensual."

Ethan did as instructed, moving at a relaxed pace in Marissa's pussy while slipping lubed fingers into her ass.

"I'm ready. Oh god, I'm ready. Get inside me!" she cried out.

Despite his agreement to follow her directions, Ethan went off-script and pushed Marissa's head firmly onto Julie's clit before entering Marissa's ass. "You're getting fucked first, so don't leave her hanging."

Marissa gave him a snarling glare over her shoulder, but acceded. With a single motion, Ethan pulled himself from Marissa's pussy --on the out motion of his third stroke, as instructed-- and pushed his glans against her ass. He was prepared to work his way in gently, but she made a kind of flex with her asshole that swallowed his tip, followed by a waggling motion of her hips to bring him deeper.

This was nice. Ethan's first experience with anal had only been yesterday, but it felt just as good this time. Marissa was moving her hips and using her sphincter muscles to work him in a way Kayla hadn't, to provide a completely different sensation. He found himself wanting to keep his head close to her hole this time, rather than bury himself balls deep, placing the tension of her muscles at his most sensitive place.

Ethan suddenly had the feeling of someone watching him, and looked up to see Julie staring into his eyes over Marissa's head. She was deep in her pleasure from Marissa's expert attentions --which were impressive, considering she was wringing out Ethan while keeping up a rhythm on Julie's pussy-- but there was something else there as well.

"I can feel you." Julie cried out. "I can feel every time you thrust. Oh fuck! It's amazing!"

Unbeknownst to the other two, Marissa's buttplug had a vibration setting, and she chose this moment to turn it on and begin pulling it gently. Julie went crazy, her toes pointing and her body shuddering.

"Sooo gooooood!" She cried. "Cum with me, Ethaaannn! I want you to cum in her aaasssss!"

Her words were slurred and plaintive. She was begging, and that pushed Ethan over the edge. He came hard inside of Marissa, although he had only been in her ass for a couple of minutes.

"Fuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkk!" He yelled, as he thrust himself fully into Marissa's tight hole, holding there as pleasure ran through him and his sperm dumped into the condom.

Marissa literally grabbed his cock with her ass muscles, squeezing him in a way that almost hurt, then she relaxed and leaned forward to slide him free. A healthy bubble of cum filled the tip of the condom, and Ethan staggered to the bathroom to toss it in the trash. He returned a moment later, with his breath and composure returning.

"Quite the ride, eh?" Marissa teased. "I bet most girls at your college don't move their ass like that. And I'm not even that into guys." She winked at him. "Present company excepted, of course."

Julie and Marissa had slowed their movements after both Julie and Ethan came. He could still hear the buzzing of the buttplug in Julie's ass, but Marissa was no longer licking her.

"I'm sure you could go again, Ethan," Marissa continued, "But why don't you take a little break. I've wanted to hook up with Julie forever, and I intend to make a meal of her, not a snack."

Julie raised her eyebrows at this.

"Let us have a little girl time, and we'll make sure to take care of you later. I'm sure it will be fun to watch."

Without waiting for an answer, Marissa turned off the vibration of the buttplug, removed the double-ended dildo from Julie's soaking pussy, and leaned in to kiss her. She attacked Julie with a fervent passion, her face covered in her coworker's juices. Julie kissed back just as hard, and Ethan was immediately erect again at the sight of them.

Marissa pulled away, looking deep into Julie's eyes. "Do you think you're ready to eat some pussy? I think you are."

Julie nodded and pushed Marissa onto her back with surprising force.

Digging her face into Marissa's crotch, Julie began licking furiously, mimicking the energy of their earlier kiss. She pulled back to say, "I owe you at least one orgasm, plus some payback. Ethan, toss me that pink dildo."

Realizing the phone was still recording, if currently only a closeup of the comforter, he retrieved it before grabbing the little pink cock Julie had requested. He took a chance as he handed it to her, leaning in for a deep kiss, which she reciprocated greedily.

Ethan looked around the room and identified a spot where he could set the phone to capture the action without having to hold it. Before placing it, he stopped the current recording and checked that everything had worked properly, before starting a new video. He thought to sit on the chair to watch, but was suddenly aware of the sweaty nakedness of his ass, so he tossed a towel down first.

During the few moments he spent organizing himself, he had missed a lot. When he looked at the girls again, Julie was inching the pink dildo into Marissa's ass, eliciting groans of pleasure. Julie made good on the orgasm she owed Marissa, using the pink dildo in her ass, the double-ender on her pussy, and her tongue on Marissa's clit until Marissa came repeatedly. Julie's attention was intensely focused on her coworker throughout, and vice versa, but Marissa occasionally looked into Ethan's eyes, daring him to watch as she took her pleasure with his lifelong friend.

From there, they moved into a scissoring position to share the double-ended dildo, each of them working their clit with a vibrator as they came repeatedly. Finally, Marissa pulled Julie into a confusingly entangled sitting position, keeping the dildo deep inside both of them as they kissed deeply while rubbing their clits against opposite sides of Julie's wand vibrator. This position was so intimate that Ethan wondered if he should be present, but he decided they had asked him to watch.

They both faded after that, spent from the intense exertion. The sheets were swirls on the hotel bed, their gather exposing two corners of the mattress. Sweat shone on both of them in the light filtering through the curtains. Their faces were red from kissing, and their pussies winked shadows at Ethan through their relaxed openings. It seemed they couldn't touch each other, though, needing space and cool air after the workout they had just been through. Ethan stayed silent, not wanting to spoil their moment.

Looking at the video later, Ethan would realize that the two women spent over twenty sweaty minutes passionately entwined as he watched. And they weren't nearly done.