"Why exactly did you need a shower so badly?"

"So..." I said. "Why exactly did you need a shower so badly?"

"Well..." Scott said. "Should I start at the beginning?"

I nodded my head. "Don't spare a single detail."

"I drew the room next door," Scott began. "Dora and Manny's room. But Dora wasn't there waiting for me. It was Madeline."

"Oh wow," I said, trying my best to sound like I was surprised. "You're top choice!"

Scott chuckled. "Yea. She was sitting on the foot of the bed, wearing that red, sparkly dress. She looked incredible. I could tell she was nervous. She asked me about how we started swinging and I told her about each time and how it all kind of came about. Then she told me that I reminded her of her ex-boyfriend. In a good way, I guess. Then she just kissed me. It was sloppy. Messy. ****."

"Horny," I added.

"Very," Scott agreed. "She climbed on my lap and I just attacked her breasts. She slipped her dress down. God, she was so sexy."

_God, Scott was so sexy. _I could listen to him describe fucking another girl all day... as long as I got to get my turn afterward.

"She pushed me back down onto the bed and pulled down my pants and then grabbed my cock and then... I was inside her."

"Oh, baby," I moaned. My hands had found my breasts, tweaking my nipples lightly. I rolled on top of Scott and kissed him then descended down his body until I was face-to-face with his cock. It was about as flacid as a penis could be but I didn't care. I took it in my mouth, eliciting a gasp from Scott who choked a bit on his words as he continued his story.

"She told me that I couldn't cum inside her then she started riding me. She started slow then sped up. I thrust up into her. Hard. Oh god, that feels so good." My tongue slithered over his softened penis, feeling small pulses. I cradled his balls softly.

"So hard I lifted her up off the bed."

Holy shit

"Was she good on top?"

"So good," Scott said. I felt a pulse in my mouth.

"Did her tits bounce all over the place?"

"Oh yea," Scott groaned. Another pulse. With a few more bobs of my head, his cock was at full mast. I wanted to ckimb on top of him. I wanted him back inside me but I couldn't get myself to pull my lips from his cock.

"Did you make her cum?"

"Fuck yea," Scott moaned. "She came so hard."

"Did you cum?"

"Not yet," Scott answered through gritted teeth. "I rolled her over and pulled her legs up onto my shoulders..."

His cock began swelling in my mouth, filling my cheeks.

"... and pounded away..."

His body twitched. His legs went stiff.

"... until I came all over her tits!" As the last word escaped his lips, thick, salty cum began spurting into my mouth, splashing against the roof and leaking down onto my tongue. His cock continued to pulse, spurt, and ooze for nearly a full minute. Finally, the flow stopped, and he let out a deep sigh. I slid my lips off his cock and smiled up at him.

"Wow," he panted. "You are so fucking good at that."

"Are you sure it was me that got you going?" I asked, slyly.

"Definitely."

"So was that it?"