Take things up a notch

"AH!"

"OH MY GOD!"

"OH YES!"

"FUCK ME!"

We were ravenous, hungry in more ways than one. The room filled with the sound clapping bodies, slapping skin, and countless high pitched moans and deep growls. I craned my neck and sucked at the tops of Ariels breasts, perfectly bouncing and covered in Maraschino cherry juice. She sucked one of my fingers into her mouth, slurping off the remnants of peanut butter on my knuckles.

It didn't take long before we were spread out among every surface we could find on that third floor. We gave into a montage of sexual positions. I fucked Ariel from behind over the couch. Her long legs created the perfect height for me to pound into her with all I had. Lauren rode me on the arm chair. Her fake tits bounced perfectly in my face while I kissed and licked at the abundance of sticky, sweet, bouncing skin. I laid Lisa on the kitchen table and drilled into her. Her legs rested on my shoulders, her huge tits splashing around, still glistening in spots from dabs of honey.

"Don't stop," Lisa begged, her body tensing. "I'm cumming. Oh David, I'm cumming!" Her body snapped, convulsing in ecstasy. I looked up to see Chelsea bent over, her hands planted on the table, knuckles white as Robert pounded her through an overwhelming orgasm.

It seemingly went on forever. Ariel rode me reverse cowgirl on the bench by the window. I plowed Lisa missionary on the couch, our bodies springing on the soft cushions. I fucked Lauren doggy-style on the carpet floor.

There was enough to go around that, every time one of us thought we might cum, we could hold off and take a breather. At one point, after almost blowing a gasket trying to keep from cumming while Chelsea rode me through a wild orgasm, I watcher her bend over to take Liam then grab Robert's cock and stuff it in her mouth. Lauren saw me idle and we formed a 69 on the floor beside them.

Just when we thought things couldn't get more insane, Lisa and Lauren tumbled to the floor, tangled up in a spontaneous liplock that quickly ended with Lisa going down on Lauren. Chelsea and Ariel gave each other one of those telepathic looks and joined the fun. The girls took turns going down on each other, bringing each other to orgasm with their mouths and hands while the guys sat around and stroked our hard cocks.

Unfortunately, like all good things, this one did come to an end. Somehow, just when we thought that entropy had officially reigned, we found ourselves partnered up with our significant others.

"Are you close?" Chelsea asked, locking eyes with me as I lined myself up.

"I've been close since you walked up those steps," I told her.

"Good," she said. It was clear the game had finally caught up to her and, judging by the heavy panting and groaning around the room, everyone else as well. "Let it loose. Let it all go."

I shoved forward, splitting into her easily.

"Ah!" she cried, her nails immediately digging into my back. Lisa was riding Chris on the couch, reverse-cowgirl style. Her hair whipped over his chest, her huge breasts bouncing along. Robert had Ariel bent over the couch. Her long legs trembled as he hammered into her. Liam and Lauren were in a spoon position on the floor. He hit her with quick, deep thrusts that drew grunts from Lauren's desperate lips and sent her fake tits rippling.

"Oh my God, David," Chelsea moaned. She wrapped her legs around me, her heels digging into my ass, pulling me deeper. "Oh my God, that's it. Oh my God."

"You feel so good, Chels," I grunted, my body taking on a mind of its own, my hips pistoning wildly. "You feel so fucking good."

"I love you," she cried. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Chels. I love you." I could feel it building, my balls tightening. A low growl formed in the back of my throat. I looked down at her, her beautiful face, flushed and contorted in pleasure, her heavy tits bouncing around wildly, a fresh coat of jam glistening on her erect nipples. It was all so much.

"Do it, David," she pleaded. "Cum for me."

"I'm gonna cum," I grunted, burying my face into her neck. "I'm gonna cum, Chels. Oh fuck."

"Cum for me," she moaned, her own orgasm overtaking her. "Cum for me, baby. Oh David, I'm cumming too. I'm cumming with you."

I erupted, my cock pulsing, shooting a thick, hot load into her convulsing pussy. I cried out into her neck as my body was wracked with waves of pleasure, my hips continuing to pump, drawing out every last drop.

One by one, the room filled with the chorus of final, desperate cries.

OH MY GOD! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!

OH FUCK LIAM YES! YES! YES! YES!

FUCK LEES! FUCK BABY I'M CUMMING!

FUCK! FUCK! I'M CUMMING!

OHHHHHHHHH! YES! YES!

AHHHHHHHHHHH!

When it was all over, the room was a mess of bodies, covered in an endless menu of fluids. We looked like we had a rave in a candy store. For a few minutes, nobody moved.

"Holy shit," Robert said, pulling himself up by the back of the couch. "Oh, fuck, I think I have a cramp." He grabbed his hamstring and fell back to his knees.

As usual, Robert got us all laughing and eased the spirits in the room.

"So..." Chris spoke up. "We have to be out of here in an hour and..."

We looked around at the mess we had made and burst into another fit of laughter.