A Moving Surprise

We stood there a moment, unsure of what to say. Lance breaks the silence then, slapping me on the ass before saying, "Damm, whore ... doing it in front of an audience. Never thought you'd be so dirty". I gasp, looking swiftly over his way, as he groped me, surprised by the touch. Lance then takes a step back, relaxing next to me, and casually taking in my nakedness.

I hear Tiffany whisper something to Chris, who quickly walks past and toward the guest room. "Well, she did fool around with me and my mates a bit last night, so I can't say I'm surprised. I would have expected her to come back our way, but I guess she can manage to find people to publicly dominate her without my help just fine.", Tiffany slyly commented as she entered my condo. She was wearing a pair of black leggings and a white tank top.

After a moment of silence, she reached out and rubbed my side before continuing, in a haughty tone, "You remember last night, don't you .. what did he call you ... whore is it? I know I did." She walked to stand by me and dips two fingers into the sauce. She pulled her fingers up with alfredo sauce on its tip, and licked it off slowly, making sure we could all see. "Hmm, not bad" she winked at me, before walking past me, slapping my ass cheeks hard in the process.

I find myself giggling then, despite myself. She quickly got some plates and set out some space for us. "I wonder what our whore is going to be up to tonight. Maybe I should invite the men over, you know, so we can all have a slice of pounded ginger whore? Maybe I could show them the footage from last night ... as an appetizer for the real thing, of course." Tiffany teased, and I soon felt Lance's hand on my left breast, as his fingers traced its outline, before rubbing my nipple playfully between his fingers. I gasp, surprised, as I turned my attention back his way.

It was at that moment I felt Chris grabbing me from behind, and I turned in time to find impressing his lips on my cheek. I relaxed into him then, as he forcefully held me pressed against his side. He pulled me close into a tight embrace, leaving me temporarily helpless. I moaned, as my eyelids fluttered shut. I tipped my head back, and he kissed my neck swiftly. He squeezed my ass hard then, before giving it a slap with his right hand. His left cupped my left breast, the only one not pressed against him. He gave it a tight squeeze, and I moaned softly as I orgasmed to the touch.

Lance chucked then as if laughing at the hidden joke he alone was aware of. After a bit, I held Chris back. This lasted for a minute before Tiffany surprised us by taking our photo with her phone. I gasp, surprised, and found myself half-blinded by the flash she used. Chris squeezed me tight then, his hand planted soundly on my ass cheek. He kissed my neck again, as his hand dipped down and between my legs. I let out a soft sigh of pleasure as his fingers rubbed across my pussy lips. He rubbed up and down on them for several seconds, which was long enough for me to feel weak in the knees. I heard myself moan softly then, a passion ignited in me, my mind remembering it had not had any in a bit. I moaned again, rough and uneven, as his fingers rubbed softly inside of my shaved mound.

I gasped again as the fingers withdrew from inside me, and he lifted them up, closely examining his fingertips. "Well, well ... looks like we have a horny whore on our hands. What shall we do with you then, hmm?" as he asked the question, Lance stuck his fingers out, rubbed them on my exposed pussy also, and soon came back with dampness also. "It seems your right. What shall we do.?"

Just then the timer went off on the pasta, and I quickly got busy turning the water off and getting the food ready. The next thing I knew, Tiffany was there, pulling me away from the food. "I can handle this here. Why don't you deal with your, shall we say, more pressing problem, hmm? Can't let a naughty whore like you be denied a good screw, hmm? she said in an amused tone, as she finished cooking the food.

Chris quickly wrapped himself around me, pulling me toward the dining room. I found myself helpless before them and enjoying every minute of it. As they forcefully led me, I felt Chris's hands grabbing around me, groping me as we walked. Chris played with my exposed nipples a bit, giving them a sharp tug, before reaching his left hand to touch my hips. I moaned loudly then, and I wonder what they possibly wanted from me now.