Connor 5

As Anna gets into position below me, and I announce to the other couple that we’ll give them a show, I’m expecting her to slide my boxers down and free my erection from its restraints. But instead, she starts to play with my cock through the fabric. The first thing I feel is her hot breath against me, tantalizingly warm and hinting at the heat to come. I place my hand gently on her head when she does this, and allow my fingers to brush through her hair, coiling around one of her pink curls. Then, I feel her bob her head lower, and sense the pressure of her lips pressing up against me. “Fuuuuck” I groan, more out of anticipation than sheer pleasure. God this girl knows how to tease me right.

One by one I feel her planting her lips against me as she moves down my shaft. And as she does so, I feel my body react in kind. Blood rushes to my groin, and there’s a characteristic twitch in my cock as I start to swell. I can feel the fabric of my boxers stretching taut, and react by gripping the back of Anna’s head more forcefully. I hear her chuckle at my reactions as she slides her mouth along me, tightening the fabric along the head of my cock as she does so, and making it even more pronounced. I feel her bury herself in my pubic bone, and hear her breathe in deeply, sniffing the natural musky aroma of my body. But as she’s worshipping my cock, I’m starting to let my eyes wander over her body.

As my excitement grows, my hands start moving as well. Running my fingers down the back of her neck, and sliding through her hair. Every now and then, when she resurfaces to cast a smile my way, I raise my hand to cup her cheek and let my fingers delicately trace her ear. When she starts to kiss the underside of my cock, I notice that one of her bra straps is dangerously close to slipping off her shoulder. All it would really need is gently nudge. So of course, I oblige, placing my hand on her shoulder and letting my fingers slip underneath it so I can slide her strap clean off. It dangles down on her upper arm, causing one of her cups to relax. It’s just loose enough that from my vantage point above her, I can just make out her nipple behind it.

As I’m looking at Anna, admiring my new view, I hear Eric rustling around with something. I turn to look at him, and watch as he pulls down his underwear and thrusts his dick towards Sophie. It’s a little sad, his eyes are closed, tiny flaccid member hanging out of the top of his boxers. He’s clearly trying to get Sophie’s attention, but she’s so enraptured by Anna’s show that she doesn’t notice the little worm dangling a few inches away from her. This is made even worse when she notices something out of the corner of her eye, and, without even looking, shuts him down right away. Eric looks devastated and I can see him visibly recoil at Sophie’s obvious dismissal. He even starts to pull his boxers back up.

Before he can do so though, I snap my fingers to get Sophie’s attention, doing it low enough to interrupt her line of sight with my crotch. Then I gesture towards her boyfriend, raising my voice loud enough for everyone to hear me, “Eric, if you wanted a foursome, all you had to do is ask.”. Anna was already looking at Eric, but this comment causes Sophie to spin around as well. Eric’s face speaks volumes, as all of the colour drains from his cheeks. Here he is, awkwardly standing with his weiner out while Anna is basically sacrificing virgins on the altar of my rod.

I continue with what I was saying, ignoring his obvious discomfort, “She doesn’t want to suck that thing, not unless you can get it hard first.”. I look back down to Sophie, my tone increasingly coming off as commanding, “He’s got to do this on his own. No touching him unless I say so.”. Then, I set a timer on my phone for 5 minutes and put it between all of us, placing it ominously on the coffee table. Eric looks down at it, like I’m laying down kryptonite, but in this moment, I only have eyes for Sophie as I say, “5 minutes until we swap.”.