"That doesn't mean we have to stop"

"We still can't actually fuck," I said, panting heavily.

"I know," Tracy said. She looked me in the eye as another wicked smile formed. "But that doesn't mean we have to stop." She pulled my shirt over my head then pushed me backward. I stumbled back, bumping my head against the wall. But the second her lips made contact with mine, all that was forgotten. I disappeared into the sugary sweetness of her embrace, hungrily wrestling her tongue with my own. My hands lashed out, squeezing and fondling her epic, braless tits—YES—reveling in the way Tracy's abundant soft flesh overflowed around my fingers.

"Mmm!" she moaned into my mouth. She guided us around so her back was to the wall then turned around, pressing her hands to the wall and pushing her ass back into me, pinning my cock between my stomach and her ass cheeks.

"Mmm," I groaned.

"Oh god, yes" she moaned as I reached around and grabbed a handful of her breasts, squeezing hard. Her ass began instinctively grinding against my cock and I started humping her back. My hand slid downward between her legs. The pleasure shock and resulting writhing increased her ass grinding in every way - harder, longer, faster. Precum oozed from my tip and was quickly smeared along the length of her ass crack, lubricating the experience for even further pleasure.

We were like a snowball rolling down an orgasmic mountain. My fingers played with her clit, causing her to grind harder into my cock, causing me to hold her tighter, shoving my fingers in deeper and pressing harder into her clit.

Our legs were wobbling like we were on ice skates. The friction of her ass to my crotch was probably the only thing holding us upright as we humped frantically. My left hand squeezed hard at her breast, searching for her nipple.

There it was.

"OH SHANE!" Tracy shouted.

"TRACY!" I gasped.

We were a mess of moaning and screaming, bucking and humping and clawing. The sounds were incredible.

"Oh god, I'm cumming!" Tracy shrieked.

"Fuck yes!"

Her whole body tensed.

"AHH! AHHH!"

I pulled back a bit and started to hump her hard.

"FUCK TRACY YOU'RE SO GODDAMN HOT!"

I couldn't hold it any longer. With one last thrust I exploded. Hot, sticky cum shot from my cock, coating her lower back.

"OH YES, BABY, CUM ON ME!"

I couldn't tell who was shouting what.

"GOD, YES, AH, MMM! FUCK YES!"

Finally we collapsed forward against the wall. Our faces pressed together as our bodies did the same.

"God I wanted to fuck you so bad," Tracy said with a smile. I returned the expression and we both let out a soft chuckle. Tracy wiggled her ass against my groin. I groaned.

"Fuck, you are so sexy," I told her. Then Tracy jumped a bit in my arms. I followed her shocked expression to see Ria and Connor standing in the doorway. They were both silent, stunned, as if they'd just seen a majestic animal in the wild. I suppose they actually had. Tracy and I just stood there, holding each other in an awkward embrace, covered in each other's cum, not sure what to do.

"Wow," Connor finally said. He gave an awkward chuckle.

"Yea," Ria agreed. "Wow."

"We, ummm, didn't know you guys were standing there," I said.

"How long have you guys been standing there exactly?" Tracy asked.

"Long enough," Ria answered. She smiled, easing the tension in the room a bit.

"Oh yea, long enough for sure," Rocco added. "Very impressive."

"It was, wasn't it?" Tracy asked. Tracy winked at me.

"Very," Ria answered.

"It really was," Connor said. "You guys look amazing together."

"This is pretty much how I found them yesterday morning," Ria said. "A bit different but still all over each other and covered in each other's cum. That time I wasn't fortunate enough to get a peak at the show, though."

"So, like, can you two get out of the way so I can brush my teeth?" Tracy, Ria, and I burst out laughing at Connor's quip. I grabbed two towels and used one to clean Tracy's lower back and ass.

"We seriously need to do laundry," I said as I tossed the towel aside.

"Or just buy your boss all new ones," Ria joked. She and Connor brushed their teeth while Tracy and I hopped in the shower to clean off.

"So what does this mean then?" Connor asked. We all knew what he meant but he seemed a bit too shy to come out and ask.