Across the Hall part 7

Chapter 7

Paying the taxi cab driver a wad of 20’s, John stumbled up the short steps to their house. Katie and Sarah were ahead of him, giggling and fumbling with the door.

Head still swimming with alcohol, he pulled out his own set of keys.

“Clear the way, light-weights,” he said.

The two girls parted before him, giggling.

Opening the door, he motioned them in. “Ladies first.”

Flipping on the lights, Katie announced that the afterparty was just starting and went towards the kitchen. Sarah, laughing at the great idea, went into the living room, shedding her coat off along the way.

Just as he dropped the keys into the bowl next to the door, the music in the living room started playing.

Following after Sarah, he came in right as she slipped out of her fuck-me heels. She bent over and arranged the shoes next to the wall, giving John a glimpse of her tight bare ass and wet slit.

“What do you want John?” Katie’s voice came from the kitchen, drawing his attention away from temptation.

“Surprise me,” he said, feeling that all moisture had abandoned his mouth.

“Me too,” Sarah said.

John looked back at her and found her still bent over, but was looking back at him with a knowing smile.

He swallowed the lump in his throat.

Sarah stood up and made a little twirl, laughing, before colliding with him. Her hands wrapped around his neck and she started grinding herself against him.

“Come dance with me John!” she laughed.

John would never have thought he’d be cumming so much in a day, but the instant he smelled her strawberries, he remembered their last encounter and all the blood rushed to his cock.

Sarah purred when she felt his body responded to her in such a way and she casually reached down and adjusted his cock for him so it wasn’t so painful.

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” she whispered into his ear, before playfully nipping at her earlobe.

He reached around and grabbed both of her ass cheeks and helped her dry-fuck him through the thin fabric between them.

“Mmmmm,” she breathed, just before her tongue caressed his earlobe.

His heartbeat quickened. He felt her hard nipples poking him through her thin dress, and his cock pulsated against her mound with need. Looking down, he saw her neck misted with a sheen of sweat. His tongue flicked out on it’s own accord and tasted her. She tasted like heaven. He tasted her again.

She pulled back away from him, and then their lips touched. Immediately her tongue met his, and the strawberry flavor intensified. He squeezed her ass and she moaned with need.

Sarah’s hand pulled his head away and guided him to the left–only then did he realize that it wasn’t Sarah’s hand. Katie’s lips found his. Vanilla joined the strawberries on his tongue and his head swam in euphoria. Breaking the kiss, he found his wife grinning.

“I told you not to start the party without me,” she said, handing Sarah her drink.

His wife downed the drink in her other hand and pulled him to her. Tequila flooded into his mouth and he swallowed it without complaint.

With a buzz in full swing, he tried to make sense of what was happening. But the devil on his shoulder won the short lived conversation. Katie turned around and pressed her ass against his rock hard member.

He watched her little black dress slowly hike up her thighs as she grinded his cock in time with the music. Caressing her bare thighs, he watched her exposed ass rub against his cock. Katie flicked her hair to one side and looked back at him with bedroom eyes.

Sarah circled around and gently lifted Katie’s chin up. Twice in one night John watched his wife make out with her hot best friend. Things were heating up as Sarah pushed Katie back against John, her hands roaming his wife’s body liberally.

He felt his wife’s hand unbuckle his pants between their bodies, and before he knew it, his pants hit the floor. Pushing his wife’s head to the side, he kissed her neck.

Katie’s right hand grasped his cock and slowly stroked it in time with her grinding.

And then her other hand joined in.

He kissed her ear and whispered into it that he was horny.

Breaking her passionate kiss with Sarah, she grabbed a fist full of his hair and pulled his lips to hers. Vanilla and strawberries exploded in his mouth once more.

And then he realized that there were still two hands on his cock.

He moaned into her mouth.

One of the hands guided his cock down between his wife’s two thighs, and then a third hand joined in from the other side, but this one was slickened with juices. Sarah’s hand tucked his cock safely between his wife’s thighs and her soaking wet slit.

The thought that Sarah had been fingering his wife almost made him cum right there.

“Don’t cum just yet,” Katie said, as if reading his mind.

His wife turned to Sarah, and then she pushed her head downward.

“Time for your present,” she whispered.

And then he felt Sarah’s lips on the very tip of his cock.

“Jesus,” he gasped.

“Master,” Katie whispered feverishly. “Fuck us both.”

Reaching back, Katie grabbed his ass and pushed him forward encouragingly.

That was all he needed. Any lingering doubts left his mind and all that was left was a need for release. Grabbing his wife’s hips, he pumped himself between her slippery thighs and into Sarah’s mouth.

“Yes,” Katie moaned. “Just like that.”

Lifting the thin dress over her head, Katie leaned back into him and he saw Sarah on her knees between her two perky breasts. Squeezing her hips, he pistoned in and out of Sarah’s mouth–the very tip teased by her tongue with each passing thrust as his cock became increasingly slippery by his wife’s juices.

“Master, I want to taste your cum, give Sarah your load, so she can feed it to me,” Katie breathed heavily just before kissing him again.

Just as Sarah had done at the restaurant, Katie sucked on his tongue in time with his thrusts.

He didn’t stand a chance after that. On the second thrust, he pushed his cock as far as he could into Sarah’s eagerly waiting lips and sent his load to the back of her throat. He felt her suck him in further, and he imagined her nose digging deeper into his wife’s cunt. Holding Katie’s hips still, he groaned as his second, third, and fourth load shot into Sarah’s mouth.

“Good boy,” Katie said, squeezing her thighs together as Sarah milked the last of his cum out of him.

Sarah stood up and pulled Katie away from him. A drop of his cum escaped the corner of her mouth just as she leaned in and kissed his completely naked wife with the mouthful of his cum. Their mouths opened to each other, the sight of them now sharing his cum kept his cock fully erect.

When they finally pulled away from each other, Sarah immediately started walking towards their bedroom, her fingers entwined with Katie’s. As they passed him, Katie gave him an inviting smile before disappearing around the corner.

John was left standing there pantsless.

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