Alexa

Alexa’s relief at finding Vanessa was short lived, her arms clinging the sweater to her chest in a subconscious act of defense against the growing desire to strip too.

As she found the coveralls and skirt her nose and ears suddenly became aware of what was transpiring. Creeping closer to the door Alexa almost wished she hadn’t found Vanessa there. Some part of her wished she had found the naked man first.

Alexa bit her lip unable to shake the sudden desire and temptation tugging at her.

Did Vanessa just glance at her? Alexa’s heart skipped a beat, would it spook Vanessa into stopping, would it spur her further on? Should she just announce her presence and remove the question? Did she want to have her join Vanessa?

Was she enjoying watching?

Alexa found some of the racing heart skipping questions answered as Vanessa gazed her way flaunting licking down the length of the cock, her face giving scale to the length of the shaft.

Watching Vanessa shuffle herself and Matthew to provide a more revealing view Alexa was stunned by her friend’s talent and allure sucking the monstrous cock. Her head eagerly nodding as she bottomed out on it with ever more ease.

“Don’t you love a shameless slut.” Vanessa remarked with a look to Alexa as the cock slowly slid out the one side of her mouth.

“They deserve… ALL… The atten… tion…” Matthew gasped as he pulled Vanessa off his cock and stroked it in an eager attempt to cum on her face.

Frowning in disappointment after displaying initial enthusiasm for the act. Vanessa doubled her efforts, working as much to make the blowjob a display for Matthew as for Alexa as Vanessa found new reasons to grin.

Not knowing she could, Vanessa stood up while bending over. Her lips never missing a slide back and forth on the engorged cock in her mouth as she reached up and let Matthew lick her juices from her fingers.

Her hands then dragging down his torso and reaching back to release her bra to gravity. Vanessa hoped her breasts looked good hanging there, as she grabbed Matthew’s hips, pulling herself back and forth vigorously imagining what it would feel like to be spit roasted while standing.

“Elegant, isn’t she.” The deep calming voice made Alexa want to fall back into the arms of the unknown arrival. Her body craving to be pressed against the flesh of another being.

A craving that seemed to have its prayers answered as the source of the deep masculine voice pressed against Alexa, her mind abstractly questioning the contours of a hard on against her back.

“Its truly magical when there’s such passion, and primal truth.” Alexa resisted reaching back behind herself, her mind following along with the words as if they were her own thoughts.

Alexa’s lips shift as she fidgets her tongue, craving to feel the stranger behind her, wanting him to reach around her, or even questioning walking in to join Vanessa in the show to which she had been party to only as audience.

Alexa shuddered as she felt warm breath drifting across her head, telling her the individual behind her was indeed taller than her, their hands slowly coming to rest their heavy weight on her hips, provoking questions of what it would feel like to be gripped by them.

Alexa felt like her heart was frozen still. A feeling of eternity commencing as she stood there trying to figure out the complex wanton desires she struggled to identify and come to terms with. Alexa pressed back into the masculine form behind her, growing ever more eager and certain that there was indeed a massive hard on sandwiched between them.

Deeper thoughts emerged, cravings for her to just be taken with hardly a chance for considering it further.

With staggered heavy breath Alexa began to reach between them, pausing as…

Alexa froze, torn between arousal and terror as she glanced to see the claw like hand take her left wrist, and guide it to its owner’ cock.

There are two… Was the most rational of her thoughts, others raced through her mind questioning the form of the arm, its size, its skin colour. All urgent and alarming aspects of them seeming to act as little more than waves upon the beach front of her mind. Its shores of silt laden desire basking in the feel and warmth of Rob's cock as Carlos began nibbling the right side of her neck.

“Do you want to show her true passion and desire?” The voice made Alexa want to concede anything to it, but the words seemed to hold heavily in her mind. As if she was stuck needing to have them repeated to grasp the true implications of their weight.

A process further slowed as Carlos's cock was positioned into her second hand.

New excited thoughts of not just having two giant cocks here, but having a hand wrapped around each one’s girth to the best of her ability.

“Show us your slutty side.” Rob stated, his voice dripping with dirty perverse promise as Alexa tried to work through the log jam of thoughts in her mind.

Alexa’s hands loosely fumble around the two engorged cocks as her mind questioned if she was slutty enough to continue down a path with two people she no longer thought could be human.

Desires to upstage Vanessa calling on her to act.