Back at the House

"Oh, yea, David..."

"Oh, keep going."

"Keep going, oh God."

"OH!"

"Oh my god, yes, keep going that feels so good."

"Oh YES! OH I'm so close, don't stop, don't stop, oh YES! OH DAVID OHHHH!"

Chelsea's pussy flooded my face, coating my lips, cheeks and chin in her juices. I happily lapped them up before crawling on top of her.

"That felt so fucking good," Chelsea moaned. I kissed her, swirling my tongue against hers. Lauren and Liam beat us to the shower. They moaned and grunted through powerful orgasms then washed each other off. I used the time to bring Chelsea to multiple orgasms with my mouth. We hit the shower but, as our actions started heating up, the water did the opposite. Instead, we quickly washed off and found ourselves back in our room. The door to Lauren's room was closed this time and they were strangely silent. Maybe they actually fell asleep.

The moment we entered our room, I was all over Chelsea. I ripped her towel off of her and guided her down to her back, my body hovering over hers, my cock rubbing against her pussy.

"I hate do this," she said, squinting as if it physically hurt her to say. "I am so thirsty. I need water."

I looked over to the nightstands on either side of the bed to find an empty, crumpled up bottle of water on Chelsea's side.

"Shit," I said out loud.

"I know, I'm so sorry," she said. "When you get back, I'll make it worth it."

Reluctantly, I pulled myself from her and threw on a pair of mesh basketball shorts. When I got out to the common area I noticed some movement in the window outside. I looked over to find Robert and Ariel outside on the deck. They were on one of the Adirondak chairs, turned so I could see them in profile. Ariel was straddling Robert, riding him. Her forehead was resting on his shoulder, her red hair splayed all over their upper bodies. If I listened closely, I could hear her whimpering as she filled herself with Robert's thick cock.

Jesus, I thought. We've really let go, haven't we?

I headed upstairs to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. As I got to the top of the steps I noticed some more movement outside on the upper deck. I took a few steps closer and squinted to find Chris with his pants around his ankles, his bare ass thrusting. Lisa was bent over, her hands on the balcony railing for stability while her boyfriend pounded into her from behind. I didn't have to listen carefully to hear her moans through the sliding glass door.

They have to be able to hear each other out there. I'd love to join the party.

I took my time grabbing the bottle of water, watching as Chris went for broke, bending down and getting his calves into it in order to hit his short girlfiend's deepest, most sensitive spots. When I got down stairs Lauren and Liam's room was no longer silent.

Cum for me! Yes, baby, cum for me!

Liam grunted through yet another orgasm.

"Did you hear them?" Chelsea asked as I entered our room. She was lying in bed with the sheets pulled up to her neck. I nodded. "I think I can beat that." She kicked the sheets down, revealing her nude body. Her fingers worked her pussy, glistening already with arousal. I twisted the top off the bottle of water and handed it to her. She grabbed it with her right hand, raising it to her lips and taking five large gulps while her left hand kept stroking herself. She placed the half-empty bottle onto my nightstand.

"Now," she said. "Where were we?"

"You were about to make it worth my while," I said as I crawled onto the bed. I hovered above her, my naked body looming.

"You're right," she replied. She rolled us both over so I was on my back and she was on top of me. Her hand shot between us, grabbing my cock and pumping it lightly.

"Ariel and Robert were fucking on the deck outside," I told her. "She was riding him on one of those chairs." She pumped harder.

"And Chris and Lisa were going at it on the upper deck," I continued. "He was pounding into her from behind."

"Right outside the kitchen window?"

I nodded.

"Oh, my God," Chelsea moaned as she pushed herself up to her knees. She guided my cock to her entrance then slid down slowly until she was filled completely. My hands found her tits as her hands found my chest.

"God, what has gotten into us this trip?" Chelsea asked. "Everyone's been so fucking horny." She began rocking her hips back and forth, slow and steady.

"I know," I agreed.

"And not just for their own partners," Chelsea continued. "For everyone!"

"Even you," I noted. "Someone has a thing for Liam."

Chelsea didn't answer.

"It's OK," I said. "I know you think he's hot, you've already said it a hundred times."

"I'm sorry," Chelsea apologized. "Is it too much? It's not like-"

"No," I cut her off. "It's fine. I don't care if you think he's hot. I don't even care if you want to fuck him."

Chelsea halted her steady riding.

"I'm serious," I said. "It's not a big deal. I don't blame you."

"I don't-" I cut her off again, this time though with a look that said, really, you think I don't know you want to fuck him?

"I mean," Chelsea said, visibly trying to come to terms with what she as about to say. "I guess I sort of do want to fuck him."

She paused then continued. "But what about you? You're telling me you don't want to fuck any of the girls here?"

"I never said that," I replied. Chelsea was surprised at my answer.

"So you want to...? Who? Lisa? I bet it's Lisa. Or Lauren now that she has those brand new tits?"

"I mean, she was hot even before the new tits."

"So Lauren?"

I shrugged.

"Lisa?"

I shrugged again, fighting back a grin.

"Ariel?"

My eyebrows raised.

"Are you just fucking with me?" Chelsea said, slapping me lightly on the shoulder. "You're just saying yes to everyone."

"I mean, I can't help it that all your friends are hot. You act like this is news."

"But you'd fuck all of them? You want to fuck all of them? You've thought about fucking all of them?"

"You're going to tell me you haven't thought about having sex with Robert? His big dick and big muscles? Or Chris? Tall, handsome, athletic Chris? C'mon now."

Chelsea tried to fight it but I could see the answer loud and clear on her face.

"See!" I exclaimed.

"Yea, but... I guess I just never considered it might actually be possible."

"Do you think it's possible?"

"I don't know..." Chelsea said. "Things are really... heating up between all of us. You heard Ariel and Robert talk about swinging. And it's not like everyone else was disgusted. If anything, they were intrigued."

"I bet they were all thinking of having sex with you," I said. Chelsea scoffed. "I'm serious. How could they not?" I emphasized the last word by bucking my hips up. Chelsea yelped at the sudden jolt that came with my action. Her hips began rocking again.

"Would you? You know... if you had the chance?" I thought for a moment. Everything somehow became much more real with the question.

"I'm not sure what I'd do in the moment but, if you were OK with it, I'd have a hard time believing I could resist." Chelsea liked that answer. "Wait, are you OK with it?"

"I... I think so?... Yea?" She nodded then repeated more definitively, "Yea."

"So that means that you would have sex with one of the guys if you had the chance," I said, coming to the obvious conclusion.

"If you were OK with it."

"I think I'm OK with it too," surprised by my own words as they left my mouth.

We shared a gaze full of lust and love then nearly smashed our heads together as we both dove in for a passionate, heartfelt kiss.

"Mmmm..." Chelsea cooed as she continued rocking her hips. "How would you do it? With them."

"Well, I'll show you if you show me." Chelsea's rocking picked up its pace. My hands went to her hips, feeling her rhythm as she glided over my lap, sliding my cock in and out of her steaming pussy.

"Oh, yea," she moaned as my hands went back to her breasts. Her rocking became bouncing and then became a full-blown ride. Her entire body lifted from the bed then crashed back down onto my cock.

"Oh, David," she moaned. "You're amazing."

"I'm not me, remember," I said. I watched Chelsea register what I had said.

"Oh, baby," she moaned again, this time louder. She placed her hands on my thighs, leaning backwards and arching her back. Her beautiful, full breasts pushed out towards me. "Oh, Liam!"

"Oh, yea," I grunted in response. I grabbed her ass, squeezing hard and pulling her down onto my cock.

"Oh, Liam! OH FUCK LIAM!" I felt like I had to play along too.

"Fuck, Lauren, you are so fucking hot," I groaned. Chelsea's bouncing became even more wild. "Oh, I love your tits." I reached up with both hands and squeezed Chelsea's hard.

"Oh, baby, oh, fuck me with that big dick," Chelsea said. It wasn't her usual dirty talk. It was something else. She was really getting into the fantasy. It was driving me wild. Chelsea's naked body morphed into Lauren's as I tried to imagine what her fake breasts would look like, bouncing free in front of my face as the beautiful blonde knockout rode my cock. "Are you going to cum for me, baby? You gonna fill me with your hot cum?"

"I'm going to cum, Lauren," I grunted, really laying it on thick. "I'm going to fill your tight little pussy."

"Oh, God yes! Cum for me! Cum for me, Liam, yes!" Chelsea was in another world, her hair flying wildly as her head flailed back and forth. She wasn't just getting close, she was driving full speed off the cliff while the wheels fell off.

"YES! YES! OH LIAM YES!" she shouted over and over until she finally snapped, exploding into an orgasm that might have registered on the Richter scale. I grabbed her hips, trying to hold her steady as I lost control, bucking with enough force to lift her up off the bed as my cock pulsed hard and spurted a huge blast of cum deep inside her. I grunted and groaned as I filled her to the brink, my cum spilling out and dripping onto my balls. I could feel Chelsea's legs shaking uncontrollably as her pussy fluttered around my shaft.

"Oh my god," she moaned, slumping forward onto my chest. My cock continued to pulse weakly inside her as we both tried to catch our breath. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as we came down from our shared high. The sounds of our friends' own sexual escapades had faded into the background, replaced by the sound of our own heavy breathing and the pounding of our hearts.

"Wow," I said, finally breaking the silence.

"Wow," Chelsea repeated, her voice muffled against my chest. She lifted her head and looked at me, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and excitement. "Did that really just happen?"

"I think so," I said, a slow grin spreading across my face. "I think we really just did that."