Foreplay.

The TV flickered as clothes started to pile in the middle of the room.

Stooping in his lap, Dina kissed Kei lightly, as he caressed her muscular thighs and firm butt. Her hands ran over his tight abs and chest, but he winced when she touched his bruised shoulder. It still hadn't quite recovered from his grappling tournament last week, and was still a little tender. "Oop, sorry sugar," she said. He shrugged and waved it off, but she just smiled. "No, it's sore. Want me to kiss it and make it feel better?" The slight condescending tone in her voice made him raise an eyebrow at her, which made her laugh. Shaking his head, he pulled her in and kissed her deeply, before lifting up her tops.

They quickly joined the others, and he buried his face deep into her cleavage, before getting his mouth around one nipple and sucking hard on it. She chuckled and stroked the top of his head. There was something about their height difference and his love of breasts that awoke something maternal in her, and just made her want to dote on him. And poke his buttons a little bit. "Trying to make up for not drinking enough when you were a kid, sugar?" she chuckled, to his much irritated snarl.

On the other side of the room, a cacophonous racket of piano keys being mashed rang out as Opal tried to keep upright, as Terence had his face pressed up firmly into her crotch. His spectacles fogged from the strength of his exhales, as his tongue poked at her brown star's rim, while his thumb rubbed at her slit. "Hon, you're such a nasty freak," she gasped, looking over her shoulder and wriggling her butt against his face.

Terence merely smiled and bit her cheek playfully, before laying his tongue flat and pressing it against her slit. Everyone knew that she was his butt-slut, and that everything she said was just for her own ego. "And who's fault is that, I wonder?" he mused. Wetting his middle finger with the mixture of his spit and her juices, he slowly introduced it into her hole, all the way to the base. A din of notes gonged when Opal slammed her hand down, fighting not to moan, as he started to twist and curl his finger inside her, with a perverse grin on his face.

Oblivious to their friends, Haylee's head twisted around Guy's cockhead and her hands pumped along his shaft, while from below, he lapped and licked at her lower lips. Pushing her hips back slightly, he made enough space for him to get his mouth around her mound, and tickled at her hood with the tip of his tongue. Haylee's back curled and she let out a soft groan, before feeling Guy's hand flap around wildly behind her. Finding her head, he pushed it down past his cock, and murmured, "Suck on my balls, Haylee. Suck my balls."

Looking at how closely shaved they were, and how much they didn't smell, Haylee was glad that he followed her conditions before she would have ever agreed to do that to him. Getting some of her hair away from her mouth, she wrapped one hand around his shaft to both stroke and control it, and carefully cupped his sack with the other, keeping the skin taut. Craning her neck forwards, she took one of them into her mouth and sucked on it gently, lightly grazing it with her tongue too, before coming off of it with a pop. Guy let out a deep growl, and his fingers dug into the meat of her butt, before he leaned up and resumed playing with her hood, in between sliding his fingers in and out of her pussy.

It wasn't too long before the buzzed teens were all naked and too horny to stop.