Join John and Becky

Without saying a word, I closed the door behind me. I knew what this meant in the club. Nobody would disturb us now.

I sat on the bed next to John, on the opposite side to Becky. He leant over, and kissed me passionately, one hand moving towards my willing breasts. He had a thick tongue, and it filled my mouth as it danced with my own. After about a minute, he pulled away, and turned to his other side, and began making out with Becky, again fondling breasts as he locked lips. I saw his cock had risen, so I moved down and off the bed, and knelt before him. I gently put his light-brown cock into my mouth and began sucking. It felt good to have his cock in my mouth, and I moved my hand down between my legs, and began to slowly rotate a finger around my clit from over my wet panties.

John’s body language showed he was enjoying himself, though he never stopped French kissing Becky to speak. Instead, he moved his hand down from her breasts, and began to play with her pussy, before inserting one, then two fingers inside her. She put both her hands on either side of his head, and kept his mouth locked onto hers, as his fingers rapidly slid in and out of her.

Finally, she released his head, and laid backwards, her legs dangling over the edge of the bed.

“I want to taste you,” he said, as he took his fingers out of her, licking the juices off. He stood up, and looked down at me. “Both of you.”

He helped me up, and put me next to Becky, in the same pose, our head’s close to each other. He carefully slid my panties off, throwing them towards the closed door. I looked up at the ceiling as I felt him crouch down between my legs, easing them apart with his strong hands. I felt something in my own hand, and looked to see Becky holding my hand, just as John’s tongue began to lick up and down my soft pussy lips. Every time he got close to my clit, it felt almost orgasmic, and I squeezed Becky’s hand, before relaxing again as his tongue went back lower again.

Then my pussy felt cold, as he moved his warm face away from me, and instead moved to Becky. I looked over to between my friend’s legs, where I could see his black hair moving up and down as he lapped and licked at her moist cunt. I looked to my friend’s face, and to my surprise, she was staring at me. Our eyes locked, and she moved her mouth towards mine. I reciprocated, and our lips locked. She tasted sweet, almost like strawberries. If I tasted like John’s dick, she didn’t seem to mind, and she kissed me with an intense passion. My mind focused solely on her lips, and was shocked when my pussy tingled warmly, as John’s tongue returned to my open and waiting legs. I kissed her harder for it, trying to express the pleasure between my legs in passion during our kiss.

He moved between us both one more time, before Becky suggested it was time for us to fuck him. He laid down on the bed, and Becky lowered herself down slowly onto his waiting cock. Now it was my turn to move, and I put one leg over his face, before gently sitting on his face, my body towards at Becky.

It was such a turn on for me, seeing my friend bouncing up and down on his cock. She closed her eyes, and moved her hands behind her, to help her get a better bounce going. Though John was trying to reach my pussy with his tongue, it wasn’t quite long enough, but I wiggled myself until his nose was rubbing at my clit, and began rocking slowly back and forth.

“Oh, god, I’m cumming” Becky announced. She put her hands out towards me, and I took both of them in mine. I felt them squeeze, and watched the ecstasy on her face as the wave of pleasure hit her. Her body, especially her shoulders, shook, before she finally leaned backwards, breathing deeply. It was magical to watch.

She carefully moved herself off the famous man, and slid up his body. I moved off him too, sitting behind his head. Becky kissed him passionately, a hand on his cock to check it was still there. “I think you should fuck Sarah now” she said. “Doggy style.”

I began to move where I was, but Becky stood up and moved me round, back to the edge of the bed, so there was a large gap in front of me, and that John could kneel on the bed, or mount me standing.

He chose to stand, and I felt his hard cock pushing into my wet pussy. It felt amazing, and I instantly let out an ‘oh god’. He put his hands on my hips, and used them to get good leverage. Within a few seconds, he had a good rhythm, pushing firmly in and out confidently.

I could hear lips kissing, though I couldn’t see behind me. Then the noises broke away, and I heard Becky moving. I saw her enter my field of vision, and move onto the bed. She opened her legs, and moved the wet pussy towards my face.

“What happens at the club, stays in the club” I heard John say loudly. I guessed he recognised my hesitation.

He was right. I’d worry about my friendship with Becky later. Now was a time for passion. I put my head down, and began to lick at the dripping wet pussy of my friend. There was almost a fruity taste to her, like apples on a hot day.

“Oh god, Sarah!” she called out as my tongue delved deeply into her crotch. “Right there. Oh god, it’s just like I dreamed it would be.”

I wondered slightly about that sentence, but was too involved in the moment to really care. I had a nice brown cock sliding in and out my cunt, while my friend’s wet pussy was open in front of me to lick and play with as I pleased. I was in heaven.

“I’m close” John announced. At first I thought it was quite quick, but after I realised I’d simply lost time buried in Becky’s crotch. I must have been down there for at least five minutes.

We both climbed off the bed, and knelt down in front of him. It felt like a porn cliché, but it seemed right for the evening too. We gave him his final blowjob, taking turns to suck, or play with his balls, or lick up and down the shaft. Finally, he released a deep male moan, and white liquid shot out onto both our faces. He had been aiming for our open mouths, but some got on our cheeks and lips too.

Before I could swallow, Becky pushed her face onto mine, sticking her tongue straight into my mouth. I was shocked as she moved the man’s juices round in both of our mouths, letting it mix with our saliva. I began to kiss back, enjoying the strange sensation of kissing with cum in my mouth.

Finally, we slowly uncoupled, and I swallowed the mixture in my mouth.

“OK” said John, flabbergasted. “That was probably the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen…in my life.”

Becky gave a cheeky smile. “It was pretty good.” she said modestly.

We all redressed ourselves. John left the room first, after telling us to look him up, if we were ever in his patch of London.

“Are you done?” asked Becky. “It’s OK if you aren’t. But I can drive you home if you are.”