Side with Daisy

“Leave her alone” you say to Kika. “She can do what she wants.” And Kika rolls her eyes, then shrugs and slips away.

You’d never have guessed you’d be spending even a small part of your evening defending Daisy Ridley to her sister... who you just fucked... because you thought she was Daisy.

It’s like you’re in a dream. A strange and great sex dream. The music blares. The lights flash. You’re naked and sweaty snd Daisy is standing right there next to you. Yeah... a dream.

“Thanks.” She says, then gives her lips a small lick “speaking of what I want to do.”

Well, if she wants to show her appreciation for standing up for her, you wouldn’t mind. You smile and nod.

Slowly she lowers herself to her knees. She takes a hold of your cock by the base and grabs it tightly.

You worry that it’s still too exhausted from fucking her sister, but it grows and hardens quickly.

Speaking of which, you think it’s absolutely insane that it’s still covered in her sister and Daisy is about to put it in her mouth. And Kika dared to accuse her of being too vanilla.

It’s impossibly hot, watching Daisy slip her lips over your wet cock. She slides them down a bit then back up. Then down a few inches again and back up. As she does it, she pumps your member with her hand.

She bobs downs and up and down and up, her lips frequently running into her hand. It’s not exactly the sultriest blow job you’ve ever gotten but no one has ever accused Daisy of being a sex goddess. It’s still Daisy Ridley’s mouth on your meat and that’s amazing.

Slowly you sense that someone is watching. Someone is nearby. You don’t care at first. You’re enjoying the sensation of the warmth of Daisy’s tongue on your cock skin. But then it’s unavoidable and you see her.

Zooey Deschanel is in a fishnet whole body thing. It doesn’t matter. She might as well be naked. You never noticed how big her lovely tits were before. Well, never noticed on TV. Obviously you’ve never seen her in person before. And now you’re seeing her like this.

She slides up on her knees next to Daisy. Daisy turns to look at her. You’re about to be shared and Daisy doesn’t seem to mind. Of course you shouldn’t come to an orgy if you have a problem sharing.

“I can help.” Zooey says to Daisy, glancing up at you with her big eyes. “Here take your hand away.” She gently peels Daisy’s fingers off your cock. “Okay now, relax your throat” she reaches over and gently caresses Daisy’s throat. Daisy doesn’t seem to mind the pointers either. “Now lower yourself all the way down...”

Zooey guides Daisy’s mouth down on your cock, down all the way to the hilt. You can see Daisy’s body tighten anxiously. Then she pulls off.

“See... easy” Zooey says. “Don’t worry if you gag a little. They like it if you gag. Now try it again, quicker this time.”

So Daisy does, sliding your cock past her tonsils and then back out. It’s covered in saliva.

“Again and quicker.” Zooey says.

And Daisy does. Down fast then up. Even more saliva, strands of gooey throat saliva.

“Slurp that up.” Zooey advises. And Daisy does with a lovely slurping noise, sucking it all into her lovely lips.

Then again and again and again. Your cock feels like it’s being ridden hard but it’s Daisy’s throat. You can’t handle it. The visual is amazing and the sensation is even better.

After three intense deep bobs she pauses to slurp up her saliva yet again.

Zooey smiles and looks up at you with those big doe eyes. Who would have thought she was a cock sucking expert.

You think you’re going to cum. “Oh shit I’m going to cum” you say.

Zooey smiles at Daisy. “Go ahead, you’ve earned it.”

Daisy pulls you out of her mouth and lets your jizz splatter across her face. It’s the best cum of your life. Certainly the best place you’ve ever cum.

“Don’t you love how this place gives you a chance to do things you’d otherwise never do?” Zooey asks.

“I guess I do.” Daisy says as she licks some of your sperm off her lips, but the rest stays.

“Come to room B219. Given them my name. That’s if you really want to do things you’d never otherwise do.” Zooey says, winks, and whisks off.

You and Daisy exchange glances. “Was that invitation to one of us or both of us?” You ask.

“One way to find out.” Daisy answers

And it’s not 5 minutes later that you’re in front of room B219 knocking on the door.

“Name” a voice asks.

“Daisy Ridley and...”

“No! Name!”

“Oh yeah, Sorry.” Daisy is nervous. Then again, so are you. “Zooey Deschanel.”

The door opens. The voice greets you. “Welcome to the...”