Dancing Queen 6 [M/F/M] — [M/F/F]

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=== **BRYN** ===

It’s different. I have a particular way of sleeping, and that is with me tucked neatly inside my covers. I’ve been sleeping like that for a long time, as far as I can remember, with my parents tucking me under my covers.

It’s different now because Skye and Queen wanted to sleep next to me. Skye kicked my covers off and Queen is wrapped around my arm. I got, maybe, 2 hours of actual sleep.

I tried to take my arm away, slide it off from her tight hug, but she murmured “no” and only pulled my arm towards her. This caused Skye to grab my arm and hug it herself.

I could feel my dick start to grow and strain against my boxers, and I could only look at it in confusion and curiosity as I watch myself pitch a tent. I’m not aroused right now or anything, a bit too warm for my liking and very inconvenienced. Otherwise, totally not aroused.

Queen rolled a bit towards me and slid her arm over my chest. Her leg started to crawl up and she placed it over my thigh. Skye did the same with her hand on my belly. Great, now I’m warmer and I need to urinate.

“Girls? Girls, are you awake?”

Queen and Skye each groaned.

“It would behoove you two to awaken,” I implored.

“Unnnh, baby what’s wrong?” Queen groaned as she stretched her arms up, letting her firm breast press against me.

“I desperately need to urinate,” I explained and she blinked at me a few times.

“Wanna give me a golden shower?” She said as her eyes narrow a bit.

“A what?” Came my hastened question.

“It’s when someone pisses on another person. Some people love it,” she explained.

“Absolutely not! I cannot, no – will not, entertain the idea of urinating on you!”

She laughed a little and slapped my chest playfully. “Relax, it’s just a joke!” Then she looked at me for a second, “it’s a joke.”

Queen reached over and pinched Skye’s nose shut. She and I waited for a second or two then Skye started to trash a bit and sat up, awake, and inhaled deeply.

“Bitch, what was that for!?” She growled as she swung at Queen who quickly rolled away while laughing.

“Wake up, Bryn has to go wee wee!” Queen laughed.

Skye looked at me, flustered as she looked at herself and, like Queen, all she’s wearing are a pair of thong. She quickly turned away and covered herself with her arms. “Stop staring!” She yelled at me.

“I’ve seen them already, what’s the point?” I asked as I sat up. “I’ll be working, and I really need to get my work done, so please do not interrupt me.”

=== **QUEEN** ===

Well what the fuck do I do now? No Bryn to play with and I don’t want to go to work. Not to brag, but my sexual appetite is huge. I usually have sex 2-3 times a day, so my body is kind of achy. It’s like I’m going through withdrawals.

Skye wanted to go out, and she wanted to take me with her.

So she and I went to a gym. Luckily I’m a member here but I go in the very early morning, like 2-3 AM, and there’s hardly anyone there. I know the staff at that time, we’re friendly, but not the staff at this time. The staff is different, so I felt a little out of place.

I did my usual routine and she did the same. A few guys came and chatted us up, and this is the reason why I go in during the times I do. I don’t like unwanted attention. I just want to do my reps, go home, take a shower and then sleep.

One of the guys try to chat me up, but I just glared at him and that seems to work. Skye, however, relished the attention. She giggled and did some cutesy moves.

“After this, wanna hang out at my place?”

Skye looked at me, “sure, I’d like to!” That’s such a bad decision. A decision I’ve done once and it ended badly.

“Hey, Quee— I mean, Kim, I’m just going to —“

“Oh no, bitch, you ain’t going with them alone. I’m coming with.”

The men overheard, it’s three guys, and I saw the sly, hidden low-fives. I know their game. I know what they want.

It’s a small house, Bryn’s is larger, and I think they’re roommates. They’re all good looking guys, fit and well maintained, but they’re giving this sleazy aura that I’m detecting. She and I sat on the couch.

“I’m Greg, this is Roy and that one over there is Stan.”

Greg is the tallest, and clearly muscled. Well chiseled chin, and fairly tanned. I can tell he spends a lot of time on the beach. Roy is smaller in build but I think he’s going for the slim and cut build while Greg is going for bulk. Stan is in between.

They’re good looking men, I’ll hand it to them, but can they measure up to Bryn? Sure, he’s not as big as them but there’s more to life than that.

“I’m Skye, and this is —“

“Not interested,” I interjected. Skye kind of shot me a glare, “I’m just here to make sure nothing funny goes on.”

So I sat there. Cross armed and looking angry while they played music. Alcohol was served and they drank for a bit. Music was played and Skye danced with them.

Eventually, and I knew this was going to happen, flirting was initiated and it was heavy flirting. Skye sat next to Greg and I watched his hands flit down and brush her exposed thighs and leg. Roy did the same with her arm as the two soon talked, and Stan did a mixture of both. Skye lavished the attention, playing with her hair and giggling and laughing at their jokes, gently brushing against their well corded arms.

Of course the flirting finally evolved into something more. Greg and Skye started making out, touching one another with his hand rubbing her breast over her shirt. I could stop this. I should stop this. But Skye is an adult and she made an adult decision.

Stan sat next to me and he tried to touch my thighs, but I just grabbed his palm and squeezed tightly. Aggressively. “Don’t fucking touch me. I have a boyfriend,” I told him and my tone was not kind. He scoffed at me then moved towards the two.

“The fuck is wrong with her?” He asked Skye. “Prude bitch.”

“Her? She found herself a good man,” was Skye’s answer, “a good man that you three couldn’t match up to.”

“Oh yeah? Why’s that?” Roy answered. He took his pants off and jerked himself to get hard, as did Greg and Stan. Skye licked her lips, watching the boys present themselves to her.

Truthfully? Not very impressive. 5-7 inches, maybe.

“Because he’s a lot bigger than you three,” Skye answered. They looked at me and I held my palms up parallel to one another to the size of about Bryn’s dick. “Big. Fucking. Dick,” I mouth to them.

“Right now, I just need some fun,” she purred as her hands went to their cock. The men laughed softly, with Roy pulling up her sports bra and slapping her large tits.

“Damn, that’s some nice tits,” he said, “some bruises on it too.”

“Yeah, her boyfriend fucks rough,” she answered.

“Wait, you slept with her boyfriend!?” Greg pointed out.

“Yeah? So? She’s fine with it. Anyway, shut up. I need some dick.”

I didn’t know she’s such a slut. We probably opened her up to it, but I didn’t know she would proceed so fast.

Skye stroked Greg and Stan’s dick while Roy callously fucked her mouth sloppily. She hummed and moaned, letting lines of saliva come down to her breast.

“God damn she’s good,” Roy crooned. Skye then went to Greg as her hand moved to Roy’s. Greg fucked her mouth also, and he’s a bit rougher since he’s the smaller one.

“Jesus, she knows how to suck a dick,” he groaned. After a few passes of his dick in her mouth, she moved to Stan where he did the same. Roy bent down and started to kiss and suck on her gifs with Greg doing the same while Stan enjoyed her mouth.

“Big fucking tits. God damn!” Roy exclaimed. He took her nipple into her mouth and sucked on it roughly, and her hand went to the back of their heads.

My phone went off and I see a text from Bryn. “I’m done with work.”

“Well, we’ll be out for a while. Skye is having some fun.”

“Fun? I’m not following.”

“I’ll tell you later baby.”

I locked my phone and kept my watch. Greg reached down and slid a hand to the front of her shorts. “Damn, she’s soaked down here, and she’s not even wearing any panties!”

“Yeah? This slut wants it bad!” Roy exclaimed. They took her yoga shorts off and Roy immediately dove down to her muff.

“Ooh, shit! Eat my pussy, eat it!” Skye moaned until Stan’s dick went back inside her mouth.

I could hear Roy’s slurp as he continued to eat her pussy. Greg mashed her tits together and sucked on her nipples while Stan continued to fuck her face. Skye moaned lustily through all of this.

Then, Roy sized up his cock for her and shoves it in. Skye made a high toned moan as her body is rocked by Roy. Greg went over and held his cock out for her and she switched on to him while stroking Stan’s dick.

I’m starting to get turned on. I fucking want my pussy to be rocked too. But I don’t want any of these losers, I want Bryn! But I can’t just leave her behind either. Who knows what they’ll to after.

So I could only watch while feeling my pussy moisten little by little. God, I’m so turned on! Just remembering Bryn’s hard cock plunging into me, making a mess of my brain, and letting his cock empty his balls of sperm into me is making my pussy more moist.

“Jesus, she’s got a good pussy!” Roy groaned loudly. He grabbed her hips as he fucked her hard. “Gonna nut deep in this bitch!” Like most men I’ve encountered, he unloaded his morning batch into her, moaning and groaning stiffly while his body clenched hard. “Fuck, that’s a real good pussy.”

“Jesus, you couldn’t last more than 3 minutes?” Greg laughed. Roy took his dick out and a length of his cum leaked out. Roy then sat down on the floor and smiling vibrantly.

Greg shoved his 5-inches in and moaned softly. Skye enjoyed it. She enjoyed the attention and the admiration. Greg slapped her thick thighs as he sloppily fucked her pussy.

I can hear Stan groaning. Then, he grabbed the back of her head and pressed himself against her until Skye’s lips are smushed against his flesh. With stifled gasps and moans, the man shot his load right down her throat which Skye gladly accepted. A few more thrust, and he sank to the ground and smiled like a doofus.

“Yummy,” Skye beamed as she licked her lips.

“Kinda sad that they can’t last like Bryn,” I laughed and shook my head.

“Oh yeah? How long can your man last?” Roy spat on the ground.

“50 minutes,” I told him without hesitation, “and that’s him fucking both of us.”

Roy didn’t say a word afterwards. But he did seem a bit depressed after that exchange.

Greg lasted a bit longer. But he was grinding himself against her and leaning down onto her. The sounds of their skin slapping one another filled the house, and frankly I’m bored.

Then, that tell-tale signs of a man cumming, and cumming hard. Stifled groans, cries to his deity of choice, and Skye moaning softly while she looked down at her cum stained pussy as Greg empties himself into her. Greg retrieves himself with soft groans. “God damn that’s a god tier pussy,” he said breathlessly.

Skye wiped herself off with a towel that Stan lent her. “Thanks a lot, boys,” she said with a smile as she licked her lips again.

“Hey, can we have your number? You know, if you want to get together again…”

“Hmm, thanks but no thanks,” Skye denied them. She put her shorts and sports bra back on and I lead her out of the house. We walked back to our car and drove out and back to the house.

“I don’t think Bryn will appreciate that,” I told her.

“It’s whatever,” she said. Something is up with her, I can tell.

===

Skye went to take a shower, so I’m able to have a talk with Bryn.

“Babe, your sister just got fucked by three dudes,” I said.

“I see. That raises some concern for me. If I am to have a sexual relationship with my own adopted sister, for our safety she cannot have sex with other men,” came his rational decision.

“Right? That’s part of the reason why I’m not in the catalogue anymore!”

He shook his head. I can tell he’s disappointed. He rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed just a little louder than usual. Was that Skye’s way of acting out? Having sex eight three men at once? Was it because I “stole” the love of her life?

When we hear the water finally stop, Bryn walked out of his office and into her room where a freshly showered Skye sits on the bed, wrapped up in a towel.

“We must talk,” Bryn said. I stood by the door frame and folded my arms over my breast. Skye saw me and figured what the talk is about.

“Is it about the foursome?“ she asked with annoyance hanging off every decibel.

“Yes. Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why have one? And with men you know nothing about?”

Skye just shrugged. “It’s just sex. And they didn’t compare to you at all, if you’re wondering.”

“I wasn’t. What if you catch an STI?”

“Relax, I’m sure they’re fine.”

Bryn didn’t budge, but his tone did shift. “No, I cannot relax! You put your health in jeopardy! Your life in jeopardy! What if you catch an incurable disease? Sure, HIV isn’t a death sentence like it was during mom and dad’s time, but it’s still not to be taken lightly. What do I tell them when you start getting sick!? What do I —“

Shit. He’s starting to get agitated! “Bryn!? Bryn, baby!?” I rush to his side and caught a pillow that Skye tossed my way.

“I’m fine! I’m fi-fine!” He stammered for a bit as he pushed the pillows away. He then took a few deep breaths. “What do I tell them? That I couldn’t protect my sister? That I couldn’t be a good brother to her?”

“Skye, you can be so selfish sometimes!”

He stormed off in a childish huff. Skye and I then shared an uncomfortably long silence.

“I hope you’re happy,” she shot at me.

“He’s worried about you. What you did was risky.”

“How is it any different from what you did?! Whoring yourself out night after night? How is it any different!?”

I knew she’s a little bitter about that. “We’re strictly tested, just like the clients are.”

She looked a bit taken back at that. That test pretty much weeds away harmful clients who would’ve infected many of the workers. It’s not a secret, and that’s what made Mara Lancet exclusive, and it made the establishment attractive for strippers, especially the best ones.

“You know that I took myself off the list, right?” She nodded, “I did that for him. For the two of us. I don’t even work as often anymore, to be honest.”

“Well good for you, you got off the cock carousel.” That one hurt, and the look on her face, shocked at what she had just said, told me she didn’t mean it. But it still hurts.

I had the idea of introducing her to the business but it didn’t feel right. I don’t think I could live with myself if I inspire her to be a stripper. She could be a good one, probably better than I am! A thick booty Asian with big tits, slim waist, a nice figure and beautiful? What man wouldn’t want to fuck her!?

But then I remember the self loathing I have. The depression that I sometimes get. The realization that these men see me as a piece of meat and nothing more.

I’m hoping that Bryn can be a good relationship for me. I don’t even care about his disorder. To me, it makes him honest and true.

“Get yourself tested. Hopefully they’re clean,” is all I told her while I went away, pain still lingering in my heart.

===

I walk in to Bryn’s room to find him on sitting on his desk but doing nothing. Just sitting there, staring at the wall.

“She’s afraid, you know that?”

He flinched a little as my words hit him. “I don’t know that,” he answered. “All I know is she put herself in danger for nothing.”

“No, Bryn, she’s afraid of what shes feeling. Just like you, she’s just finding out her feelings.”

“Don’t make excuses for her,” he replied. I can tell frustration is welling up in him. He’s not too good on hiding his feelings. “This is all my fault. If I didn’t have sex with her, this wouldn’t have happened.”

“Hey! Stop that!” I walked to his side, “she’s an adult and this was her choice. You can’t blame yourself for something you couldn’t stop.”

I think he calmed down for a bit. “Hmm, you know I was thinking of you the entire time your sister and those three idiots were having sex.”

“You watched them have sex? You were with her and you didn’t stop her?” He asked softly. It didn’t sound accusatory, like he’s softly blaming me, but the underlying tone leads to that.

“Like I said she made her choice! I made mine, too, because they were asking for me too and I said ‘fuck off, I have a boyfriend!’ You know?”

“Oh,” he mouthed.

“I was thinking about how your dick is much larger than theirs, and how it felt so good going inside of me.”

I got on his lap then he rests his hands on my hip. I could feel his dick starting to grow little by little. “I got so turned on just imagining what you would do to me when I got back here.”

“But there wasn’t a guarantee that we would have intercourse,” he said but I pressed my fingertips against his lips.

“There’s always a guarantee,” I whispered to him. “Right now I’m holding myself back. You have no idea how bad I want you right now.”

“I do need to relieve some stress from what my sister did, and I do need to take out some frustration on *something*,” then he looked at my eyes, “or *someone*.”

“Then this is perfect! I’m horny as fuck, you need to relieve some frustration, so let’s just fuck!”

But before we can start, Skylar bursts in, crying.

“This is not fair. This is NOT FAIR!”

“Skye, calm down,” Bryn said as he gently pushes me off. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling hot? Fever? Did you see any rash on your genitals? In your genitals?”

“No, fuck no! This is not fair that you and her get to have sex!”

“Skye, you brought this on yourself. You need to get tested, alright? We don’t know if you caught anything and then you’ll spread it to your brother,” came my reasoning.

“It’s not fair!” She stomped on the floor, like a child throwing a tantrum. “It’s not fair.”

Bryn and I looked at one another, and we both instantly knew. We’d have to put love making on hold for a bit, at least until Skye’s test result comes in.

=== 3 WEEKS LATER ===

Well, Skye’s test finally arrived by mail.

But before the big reveal, what did a sex-craved animal like me do to hold myself back? The longest I’ve gone without sex is two days, and that was when I got sick with food poisoning.

Well, Bryn and I went on many dates. Like, a lot. We went to the mall and bought some clothes, mostly to spice up his wardrobe, as well as a couple of books. I decided to read more, just to expand my vocabulary a little.

Our dates? It wasn’t anything grand. I call going to the mall as a “date”, that’s how old fashion I am. Movies, sometimes dinner, and even Karaoke. Now, I could have taken Bryn back to my place and fuck him senseless there, but Bryn wouldn’t be able to lie his way out of a paper bag and we would have hurt Skye.

Even though this is all her fault, and we shouldn’t have to punish ourselves with her. Speaking of Skye, we took this time to update her OF page. Reyna came over during the hold to shoot a lot of photos of Skye, with her masks on of course, in provocative, sexy, and mostly nude shoots. She was having fun; Reyna was having fun too because she actually gets to do what she likes to do instead of what she needs to do. She, of course, gets a piece of the revenue and became part of the “staff”.

I’d like to think Bryn and I got closer from all this, but with him it’s hard to tell. He tries, I can tell that, but he rarely shows any emotions.

So, the three of us is standing around the kitchen island table with Skye clutching the letter in her hands. She hasn’t reported any suspicious rash, high fever or anything else out of the ordinary.

But still, Bryn and I couldn’t have sex without Skye throwing one of her tantrums.

Well when the letter arrived, it was more for the two of us rather than her. If she’s infected, well Bryn and I are going to start again. If not, obviously we start again. Either way, this girl is going to get her pussy stuffed.

She hastily ripped one of the sides and retrieved the letter from within. A smile grew from her face as she tossed the letter to us so we can read it. Bryn took it and ran his eyes along.

“You’re clean,” he said politely, “okay.”

“Okay!? That’s it?” She demanded more.

“If you didn’t do what you did, we didn’t have to do a test. This is not a cause for celebration.”

She looked at me with jaws agape as he walked away, a bit shocked at what he said. “He’s right. Whoop-de-doo you’re not infected.”

I bounced my way to his side, taking his hand within mine. Suddenly, my phone chimed and I got it out from my pocket to read. It’s from my boss, Lucinda, and she wants to meet up and go over our contract.

“Something wrong?” Bryn asked.

“No, nothing,” I answered. I haven’t really worked, choosing instead to stay with Bryn as we got to know each other. But my contract. I haven’t read it since I signed it.

I push that little issue aside because, well, I’m owed a little something. As we got to the living room, he sat and picked up one of the books he’s reading. This one is about intimate touching, which is something he’s trying to learn. I mean, I could have told him what to do but he insisted on reading first so he had a firm grasp about it.

I sat next to him and cuddled against him, trying to be a little sexier and flirty with him. His hand found my hip and he began rubbing it a little.

“Hmm,” he sounded, “I’m supposed to…”

He then started caressing my thighs and brushed his fingertips lightly against it. It sent little shivers running through me, and I hissed softly.

Then, killjoy Skye, burst in. “You two, why are you disregarding my test results!”

“Because it was in avoidable test if you didn’t go out and have intercourse with strangers. Skye, your safety is important to me, let’s get that correct. But I will not stand by and let you put me and Queen in jeopardy because of your temper tantrums!”

“What does that mean?” She yelled at us.

“Firstly, I will not have any more intercourse with you. Secondly, I will remove myself from your projects. Lastly, I will ask you to leave my home.”

He was stone faced the entire time he delivered those words while Skye looked distraught. “You’re… you’re going to kick me out?” She said with shaky words.

“If you continue, then yes I will ask you to vacate your room.”

“But,” she tried to smile but the shock overcame her, “but w-where am I supposed to go! Back to mom and dads?”

“That’s not my concern. You’re an adult, so what you do moving forward is your decision and I do not have input in it.”

She gave me a look, like she’s asking for help, but I cannot help her. She looked down and twiddled her thumb a little. “S-So what? What am I supposed to do?”

“For starters, if you are going to have intercourse with other men then it’s best to know what the status of their health is. Then, you move forward in your intent.”

“You’re asking me to get an std test every time I fuck a guy!?” She said with a tone of defiance.

“Correct. The other choice is that you and I would cease our relationship and go back to being brother and sister,” he added, “and I would cease any contributions to your endeavors. You can continue to live here, but that’s it.”

This is really weighing in on her head. So if she wants to sleep with other guys AND Bryn, she would have to get an std panel check every time. It takes a little time, but Bryn likes being thorough. Or she can just not sleep with her brother.

“I need an answer now. I haven’t had intercourse in many weeks and I cannot control myself around Queen.”

“Are you?” I asked and he looked at me.

“Yes, I will… what’s the term? Right, I will, um, smash that pussy.”

Well, that makes my heart jump a little faster in my chest. I’m obviously looking forward to getting my pussy smashed, but we need her answer.

Then I had the realization: why not use condoms? I don’t think Bryn has thought of that, and neither did Skye. Did these two miss the fact that those exist? Skye’s on birth control, sure, but that doesn’t protect against any disease.

“Of course I choose you! What kind of a question is this!?”

“Then it’s settled. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to my room — hmm?”

I held his arm a little tighter. “Let’s just do it here babe. C’mon, I’ve been holding myself back all this time.”

“I prefer a bed, and the living room is where I entertain friends and family,” he countered.

“But babe, wouldn’t it be so dirty and kinky to look at people sitting here and think ‘I had sex there,’?”

“I think it would make me uncomfortable to see my own mother sitting where I had intercourse,” he answered calmly as he got up to leave. Of course, I followed him. He’s a bit set in his way, a little strange but not in a bad kind of way. There’s truth in what he said, and it’s his house so it’s his rule.

Skye, of course, followed. Like us, she hadn’t gotten laid in three weeks. Like us, she’s horny as fuck.

As he entered his room, he turned to say something else but I leapt up onto him and wrapped my legs around his waist while he caught me. I grabbed his face and shoved my tongue down his throat, kissing him deeply and hungrily.

“I wasn’t done,” he protested but the fact that he’s squeezing my ass spoke volumes to me.

“Shut up,” I told him as I dug in deep in his mouth with my tongue. “You and I both know we need this.”

I think he accepted it when I felt his hands go under the sleeve of my shorts as he cupped my bare ass, with the tips of his finger dangerously close to my special place.

“You’re slightly heavier,” he said and that got me to stop.

“Excuse me?”

“Just slightly. Maybe a pound or two.”

“Oh. Oh, no. Did you just call me fat?” I accused.

“No. I didn’t call you fat. I didn’t even know until I carried you. You looked the same as before,” he corrected himself, “if I were to call you fat I would have done so, preferably while driving away.”

Humor, wow. My smile made him finally relax. “You could’ve just said my ass got fatter, you know.”

“I could have, but that wouldn’t make sense with my joke,” he admitted.

Skye crept in slowly, and that got a stare from brother dearest. I climbed down off him and she stood a couple of feet away, twiddling her thumb. Bryn sat down and motioned for her to approach, then smacked his thigh so she can sit on it.

“So,” he started while rubbing her back and her knees, no doubt something he picked up from the book.

“Um, I would… I would like to participate as well,” she said in a shy manner while playing with her hair.

“I need to know your intent,” he clarified.

“My intent?” She asked.

“I think he wants you to tell him what you want him to do to you,” I whispered. Basically, this is how Bryn does dirty talks.

“Oh, okay. Um, I want you to fuck my pussy. I want to suck your big, manly cock.”

“I can do that,” he said while he kissed her plump lips.

===

Skye and I were debating whether or not we should take some videos to put up on the page. We called in Reyna who was more than happy in filming us.

“Are you sure it’s appropriate to bring her in on this?”

Bryn’s always been kind of shy around letting people see him, though it’s not so much when he and I first met. “If you’re uncomfortable, just say so and we can just do it like the first time,” I assured him. Skye and I got dressed in our masks, with her wearing a plaid skirt and white blouse and me with biker shorts and a tight fitting long sleeve with low frontal cut they really showed off my cleavage.

“If it’s for her page, then I will manage.”

Reyna came about a half hour later, with cameras and lighting. She got a gander of Bryn and bit her lip seductively.

“Next time, shave your chest,” she said as she made a gesture at him.

“What? Shave my chest? Why?”

“Just do it, don’t ask questions,” was her answer as she made her way to the room. We helped her set up her lighting equipment and she got into position.

The first thing we did was the still photos. Bryn stood up and Skye and I posed around his thigh, hugging it and slowly pulling at his pants while his hands were on our head. Once we got his pants off, we playfully made gasping and shocked faces while his cock starts to harden.

I paid attention to Reyna the entire time. I could tell she’s incredibly turned on as well. Her face said it all. She was licking her lips, biting at it, and she touched it whenever opportunity arises.

“Fuck, I want that cock inside me,” I heard her say. “I wanna know what it feels like to get fucked with a big white dick.”

While I *could* give her a pass, it’s ultimately not up to me.

Moving onto the video is easy. All Reyna had to do is make sure she’s getting a good quality video of us.

Bryn sat himself on the edge of the bed while Skye and I walked in from the door. We both kneeled before him and pulled his shorts down, letting his hardness free. Playfully, or rather to perform for the camera, Skye and I looked at one another and smiled. Skye wrapped her hand around the shaft and started sucking him off first while I played with his balls and gorged my mouth with those delicious, big orbs first.

Skye sucked his dick a lot better than the last time. She pushed herself as deep as she could, about halfway, and she left behind a film of her spit. She kissed and licked and slobbered on the head sloppily, all the while making sure her eyes are both on him and the camera.

Reyna did her film work magnificently, about as well as those found in porn. The entire time, however, I could see her eyes are trained on his cock. She’s enamored but it, she is a sexual creature after all, so it’s natural for her to want a piece of him.

Slowly, Skye started kissing the shaft as she descends, letting me have my own turn on him. I started by twirling my tongue around the head, making sure I press on the little web under the head. That’s the sensitive part of the head, well the rim is sensitive too but not as much. I make sure to lick the pee-slit and lick up any clear precum that escaped.

God it’s been a while. I’m so turned on and so horny that my vagina is feeling so moist for him. My whole body is aching for him to touch me, to feel me with his thick arms around me.

When his hand went behind my head and forced me down, making me choke on his dick, I honestly think I came. I mean, I felt my pussy contract, so I think I came. He held me down his cock, my mouth inching closer and closer towards his pelvis, then he released me and I came off with a big sigh.

But Skye and I has to play it off for the camera. She and I wrapped our lips against his shaft as we ran it up and down his shaft. All the while Reyna would get shots of us and our ass perked up and shaking.

This entire time, Bryn’s face is clenched hard and he muttered to himself. He told me this is how he’s able to keep himself from cumming too early, that he recites coding problem he has at work and it distracts him.

I stood up and slowly slid my shorts down. Reyna went behind me and she made sure to get a good shot of my shorts gliding down my thigh. I turned around and Bryn pushed my thong aside, then I reached down in between my legs and found his straining cock pointing up. Then, my pussy started to consume him.

“Oh. That’s… oh my, it’s quite a tight fit,” I hear him mutter.

Meanwhile, I’m straining and trying to keep myself from falling over. “Oh, fuuuuck yes! Oh fuck yes!” I moaned loudly, “oh fuck! Fuck me, fuck me! Please fuck me!”

He grabbed my hips, pulled me back until I’m laying against him, and then held my thighs up. I see Reyna in front of me, touching herself slightly.

Bryn started pumping into me and my brain started to feel fuzzy. I couldn’t think straight, and I’m feeling intensely warm. He grabbed my tits and squeezed them, with his index and thumb pinching my nipples, then he turned my head to face him. I just opened my mouth and let my tongue out and he started to kiss me passionately.

I couldn’t talk. My pussy is intensely clutching him, and I’m cumming over and over. One after another it just hits me, and every thrust gives me just a bit more. Every time he rubs against the first two spots, making me orgasm, and then the last deep spot he smashes against and it makes my brain go blank and I couldn’t think clearly.

“Queen? Queen?” I hear him say.

“Whaaashhzz? Whassittts?”

“Are you okay?” He asked again.

“Yeeeshhh…. I’m fiiinnnneee…. Don’t shtooop pleessshhh.”

He reached down and started rubbing my clit, and that made me start crying out in a loud manner. I grabbed his wrist, trying to stop him from grinding my clit with his fingers, but I couldn’t stop him. I’m either too weak or he’s too strong.

He held my chin while we kissed with his other hand still strumming my clit. I kept moaning into his mouth, rising the small orgasms that kept hitting me. From time to time I get big ones that made my legs and stomach shake.

Skye just stood by and watched. This is his and my time, she understood that, and I want it to be just us two for a bit. He gently lowered me to my back and then got on top of me. My legs accepted him into its embrace while I hugged him tightly. His arms went under my arms and he buried his head next to mine.

Then, he started. Brisk, hard, fast, savage pussy pounding and he didn’t relent no matter how hard I begged him. “I told you I was going to smash that pussy,” he whispered into my ears, and indeed he is. I was on Cloud 9 with euphoria.

His thick cock spreads me wide, the widest I’ve ever had been spread. Reyna made sure to keep the camera down so she could clearly see his cock thrusting deep into me, with my loud moans in the background, and like the good boy that he is he fucking dump a load int here with a final, deep thrust.

“God, I’m… oh I’m… I’m s-sorry,” he grunts as he tried to get off me, but my legs are locked around his hip. I grabbed his face and directed him to look at me, then I begged for him to kiss me while he pump me full of his cum.

I haven’t felt this satisfied in so long. My pussy hasn’t felt this full too. When he pulled his cock out from me, I felt his warm jizz-avalanche on my asshole.

He gave me another kiss. “Good job, baby,” I told him.

“I hope I performed adequately,” he replied and I just pecked his lips.

“You did. I cannot ask for a better partner.”

Oh wow, did I just say that? I might as well proposed to him there and then! “Partner”!? That just screams clingy girlfriend! Ugh!

Well, baby still has to shoot some more with big sister Skye.

=== End of Chapter 6 ===

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