3 A.M: The Other Place

Getting up, you start walking to the kitchen to grab some vodka.

"Angel, how bout helping Drew get ahead by giving some head?"

"I can't do that, I got a boyfriend."

You pause and turn to look at her. No verbal response, just a stare.

"You difderent, you know that. I probably shouldn't have even done you."

"Angel, give the man some head."

"Leeo, no."

You walk over to her and stand behind her. Pulling her hair back behind hmher shoulders and the up in her head, you gently lead her to him. She doesn't offer resistance.

"Pull it out." You're talking to her but Drew responds by doing it.

Slight pressure and Angel goes to her knees. She loos up to you one last time even as reaches for him, and strokes him a bit. You've let her go but are still standing over her. She leans in, making eye contact with you, and licks his underside.

Ain't no going back now.

You don't feel bad, Angel just likes being shown you know what you want. She needs that and you give it. Had you been the type of guy that stopped when she challenged, you'd have never fucked. You wouldn't be here.

You go back to the kitchen and come out with some vodka. No mixers or chasers, you pop the top and take a swig straight to the head.

Using one hand you pull your boxers down and stroke yourself. You're way past tipsy, especially with the second swing to the head you're taking. No patience for pretences, you walk back behind Angel.

Dropping down to your knees, you pull her thong to the side, and then line yourself up. She's wet enough to slide all the way in at once but you wanna enjoy this, so you take your time.

You can feel all the differences, but she's still a tight fuck. Balls deep inside, you take a third swig. You give short strokes at first, only doing about three inches. Then you start long dicking her, pulling out to the very tip slowly and then going back in balls deep, and repeating.

Angel has Drew in her hand, stroking him up top while she kisses down his shaft. When she reaches the base, she swirls her tongue around his testicles before sucking one in. The she switches them out. You can't tell if it's on purpose but there's a lot of saliva down there. His crown glistens above her head before she comes back up to take it all again.

She goes all the way down on it, and caresses his balls again with her tongue, this time with the cock jammed in her throat.

For added affect, you slam hard into her there. The gag is a sound of beauty. Staying in place, you lean over her and pull more money off the couch and throw it up at the fan. It shoots into the air off center but has the desired effect.

This is your first time fucking under raining money.

That thought alone hypes you up and you pick up the pace. You try drinking while piunding, which works until she starts throwing it back at you. Vodka drenches your shirt and splashes off her ass. Whenever she bounces forward from your savage thrusts, the vodka slides forward, building in the small of her back and spilling over. Because you like the way it looks, you throw some on her back purposefully.

After a bit you pull out and smack her ass, once, twice, thrice. Then you spit into your hand and rub the saliva on her cockhead, and then work it into her asshole. She was so relaxed, you don't have much trouble.

A low muffled moan emanated from her throat. She pulls away and then pushes back with an arch on her throat. You only stay her for about three minutes, you just wanna open it up some.

After you've pulled back out, you hand the vodka bottle to Drew and get a pillow off the couch, laying back with your head on the floor, you slap your thigh twice, signalling angel to come sit on you.

When she's squatting you make sure she takes you in the back door. You let her ride for a bit before reaching around, and you sing her heavy tits as handles, pull her to lay back on you, chest to back.

Reaching down you rub her inner thighs while she moans softly, your invitation to Drew to take it where you were.

He drops down, bringing the vodka with him and takes a detour. He pours vodka down her thighs, and then drops down further, lapping up the vodka he's spilling. You can feel his tongue hot and rough on your own rod every once in a while as if accidental at first. A little later it's more deliberate. You're ok with this.

After a time, he gets back up on his knees and works his cock into her tight vaginal hole. You can feel the pressure build.

"When you start, pour some vodka this way man, we thirsty." Drew supports him myself on one arm while pouring vodka towards you, obviously getting some on Angel and in her hair.

The bottle is finished during this act and he can finally focus on working her over. You hold her in place, hands back on her tits, his arms over your shoulders as he fucks her with both your cocks.

Grunts and wet slaps fill the air as you all rise that final hill together. He bursts inside of her, getting her to go off. Squeezing and shaking on you gets you off and you explode inside her back passage.

Tired as all hell, the three of you disengage and just lay on the floor for a second.

You're the first to get up. You get Drew into the guest room and let Angel have your bed. You're afraid sleeping next to her after sleeping with her would be too sentimental so you decide on the couch, but not before you get a good picture of her passed the fuck out after a good long fucking.

You amble on back to the couch, checking the picture one last time before passing out yourself.

Ah, hell yeah.