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Chapter 5 by Impregmaniac Impregmaniac

What happened next?

The orgy begins.

The horribly acted screams of terror on the TV went completely ignored as moans and groans filled out the living room.

With Dina in his lap, Kei grabbed onto her side with one hand and her breast with the other, letting out low rumbling growls, as she rolled her hips against his. Folding her legs up onto his, she bore down on him with all of her weight, supporting herself on the back of the sofa. Her free breast dangled and bounced tantalizingly close, just barely out of reach of his lips. Seeing his frustrated scowl, Dina dropped down onto her elbow, smothering him with it.

Kissing, licking, sucking, and rubbing his way back to air, he showed her his appreciation by pushing one of her legs off to the side, lacing it with the same side leg, and pulling her in closer, so that she had more of his body to rub her groin into, adding to her pleasure. It also had the extra effect of forcing him against one side of her and hitting her sensitive spot, making her quiver.

By the piano, there was a fair amount of softly muttered swearing. Laying down on the piano bench, with her hand rubbing constantly at her pussy, Opal bit her lip and tried to keep up her tough and **** front as Terence licked his fingers and coated his cock in a thin layer of lube, before slowly lining himself up for entry into her exit. "Just do it already, hon. Just get it over with," she snarled, totally not begging for him to just fill her up with it, the way she most definitely did not love.

Chuckling, Terence leaned down and took control of her head with his hands, before pushing forwards. Even though he knew his friends were too busy doing their own thing to see, he still blocked their view of her face as she gasped and moaned silently, one eye was half closed, and her other eye rolled up into her head. That was an expression only he would get to see, and he would do everything to keep it that way. Her tongue was lolling out of her mouth when he finally bottomed out, so he very quickly slurped it up and kissed her deeply, murmuring, "You're the greatest buttslut girlfriend in the world, do you know that?"

Her head snapped up. Her legs crossed behind his hips and she pulled him in deeper. "Do you wanna tell me if you're making a comparison to someone else for some reason?" she glared, hissing between her teeth. Flexing her muscles, she squeezed him tightly with her channel, getting him to groan too. "You'd better not be. There's no one else who's gonna let you be freaky like this with them. So you'd best respect me for taking your big, thick, fucking dick in my tight, tight booty..."

Terence could only smile. She typically rambled on like this when she was trying to hide the fact that she was feeling really good. Reaching down, he added his strength to her fingers, and enjoyed the trembling of her thighs around his waist.

Oblivious to their friends busy in their own worlds, Guy took up position on the couch behind Haylee as she bent over the arm of it. Getting his face into her groin, he gave her a few more licks and kisses, before feeding his cock into her pussy. Her moan was cut short as he reached forwards and craned her head over to kiss her, before shifting her foot onto the floor, for better leverage and stability. Maintaining control over her neck, he started thrusting into her, giving her ass a few playful swats. "Holy fuck, Haylee," he swore, slightly louder than the squelching noises they were making together, "your pussy's so hot and wet tonight."

"Mm... yeah," she purred, looking over her shoulder and biting her lip at him, while she rocked back against his thrusts. "Your dick feels so much better too." A jolt of pleasure running up her spine made her look up and around. "And I think I know why," she said, pointing with her chin. Slightly irked that she wasn't focusing on him, Guy looked over, and his irritation somehow both diminished and increased at the same time, but for different reasons.

On one side, he saw Kei almost hanging off the sofa by his shoulders, but on his steady and stable base, was Dina's shapely ass bouncing up and down on his cock, while their hands on each other's chests kept her upright. Opposite them, Opal was on her side, two fingers buried deep in her pussy, massaging her breast with the other hand, muttering faux angrily about how good a girlfriend she was for letting him do this, while Terence held one of her legs up, eyes securely fixed on where he was fucking her.

Guy swallowed hard. He was glad that his friends were all comfortable, or drunk, enough to be so willing to allow themselves to be watched by each other, but he was also suddenly aware of his own shortcomings. He wasn't as athletic as Kei, so he couldn't support Haylee the way he did Dina. And he and Haylee didn't have the same kink compatibility as Opal and Terence. Admittedly, he was pretty vanilla when it came to sex. He liked having his dick and balls sucked a certain way, but that was about it. "Guy? You okay?" he heard Haylee say, sounding worried as he'd stopped moving.

A fury welled up from inside him, as his ego refused to give way. Guy had never been the competitive type, but this time, it felt like it was about something that actually mattered, and he was going to win. Grabbing Haylee by the bicep, he pulled her arm across her back to the other side, showing off her front towards the others, before pumping into her using deep, hard thrusts, the way she liked him to, in a clear attempt at displaying that he knew exactly how to please her.

Haylee grunted and groaned every time she felt Guy's dick bang against her insides, and her heart pounded in her chest. Her face and cheeks grew warm and flush when, for the briefest moments, she would catch the other girls' eyes, which made her heart beat even faster. Suddenly, she felt Guy pull out of her, and found herself being led by the arm into the middle of the room. The room swirled for a moment as she was spun around, but then she felt the relatively soft cushioning of their clothes under her back.

Pinning her arms to the floor, Guy pushed himself inside her once again and straightened his back, moving with purpose. There was a reason why he moved them here. If they weren't plainly evident to their friends, they were definitely in their peripheral vision. And if the others decided that they wanted to go somewhere private, they would have to move past them to do so.

What did the others do?

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