Hell no!

"I dunno babe," I smile, "I think you look pretty good as you are. What do you think Adam?" Adam grins at Alina over the top of his girlfriend's head, his eyes roving up and down her slim figure, clad only in her tiny black g-string and dripping with cum. "I think you look pretty fucking good," he smirks. Alina catches Nareena's eye and rolls her eyes in an "oh, boys" gesture that elicits a giggle from the diminutive Indian girl. "Fine," Alina sighs in mock resignation, holding her arms out and gesturing sweepingly to her cum-soaked chest and stomach, "I guess I'm staying messy." She takes another swig of her beer, sticks her tongue out at me and walks off to the kitchen, swaying her hips and slapping her free hand down on her ass cheek, pulling it out to display the thin black strip of fabric covering her asshole as she goes.

Adam chuckles and leans over to clink his bottle against mine. "Damn man, you got yourself a real live wire there," he says. "Mhmm," Nareena intones sarcastically as she rubs his obviously hard cock through his jeans, "I can see she impresses you. Or does this possibly have anything to do with me." Adam pulls her chin up to place a kiss on her lips. "Baby, I just saw you sucking cum off your thumb. That has a lot to do with you." She pouts coquettishly as she places her beer bottle on the coffee table and undoes the buttons of his jeans. "That's better," she purrs, slipping his eight-inch length from his boxers and leaning over to slowly and sensually work her lips down over his cock. Adam looks at me with a cocked eyebrow that says "women, eh?" as she begins to work her mouth up and down his length, making small slurping sounds. My cock is rock hard again watching this exotic cutie enthusiastically blowing my friend. I smile and stand up, telling them I'm going to see if Alina needs any help in the kitchen. On my way past I lay my hand on Nareena's gorgeously round ass, her faded jeans barely able to contain it and the line of her pink thong showing a tantalising whale-tail as she kneels on the couch to better work Adam's length down her throat. I run my hand down her ass, my fingers feeling the warmth of her pussy through the denim as I give Adam a conspiratorial wink and slip off to my own hottie.

I peer around the corner of the little kitchen area and my breath catches as I see the beautiful sight in front of me. Alina stands there in her tiny g-string, her firm ass jiggling ever so slightly as she chops salad ingredients for dinner. I come up behind her and start kissing the back of her neck, my hands coming around to playfully tweak the nipples of her small breasts before sliding down her stomach, feeling the coating of dried cum, to her hips. I pull her towards me, the rock hard bulge in my pants nestling between her ass cheeks. A moan of pleasure escapes her lips as she pushes back against me, bending forward slightly to better feel my hardness against her. My right hand slips around to cup her ass as my middle finger slides past the meager protection of the g-string into her sopping wet pussy. Meanwhile my left hand is back at her breast, lightly caressing and gently pinching. She moans again and grips the edges of the counter, her task completely forgotten. I can't take it anymore and undo my flies, bringing my throbbing cock out and sliding all the way inside her. She gasps and bucks against me, one hand pressed against the kitchen wall to **** herself back onto me even harder. I continue to kiss her neck and grip her hips once more as I pump slowly and deeply inside her. "Oh fuck," she breathes, her hips rocking against me with every thrust, "shouldn't we... ungh... be taking care of... ahhh... our guests." I smile as I think of Nareena expertly swallowing Adam's cock in the other room. "Oh I think they're taking quite good care of each other." Alina cranes her neck around to look at me while still keeping my penis buried deep inside her. "Oh yeah?" she smirks, "I bet that looks pretty fucking hot." Suddenly she swivels us around so the counter is to my back and she can lean forward to peek around the alcove wall at the scene in the living area. I move up behind her so we are both standing looking out at Nareena's luscious ass bobbing above the back of the couch as Adam lies back with a look of pure bliss on his face. He has ditched his jacket and t-shirt and Nareena's hand is stroking his bare chest as she continues the blowjob. "Mmm," Alina purrs, "that is a beautiful sight." She twists around to kiss me while her hips continue a slow rotation, moving my cock around inside her tight cunt. "I think you should go join them my love, I'll be with you as soon as I finish the preparations here." "If the master chef commands it," I grin, "Wouldn't want to ruin your fabulous meal." I pull myself out of her with a sinuous slithering sound and she spins around to hold my penis with both hands, gentle stroking it. "Just make sure there is some of this cock left for me," she says before leaning in to whisper, "but if it happens to be coated with that little hottie's pussy juices then all the better." She stands on her tiptoes to kiss me long and deep before sending me back out into the living area with a playful slap on the rear.

I catch Adam's eye as I stumble back out into the room, my hands reflexively stroking my engorged erection. He winks and beckons me over, gesturing towards Nareena's ass, her pink thong getting more and more visible above her jeans as she pistons back and forth, driving his cock deep into her throat.