Shit, as tension began to drain from me and my massive hard on returned, I almost forgot what I was mad about in the first place. Almost. See the thing was I couldn’t admit that I enjoyed another man doing what was done. Granted, when I assumed it was a woman I was all for it, but for fuck’s sake this was a guy. I damn near got a headache going over the implications in my mind trying to stay angry and at the same time join my body as it gave way beneath Veronica’s touch.

  As she continued to lick behind my ear and whisper sweet seductive nothings in it, I let the shit go. Fuck it, I liked it, no need to deny it, and that shit was good as hell. No one would ever know outside the party in my real life, except maybe Emily and I’m certain we were both in agreement about taking tonight to the grave. I’m not gay, so I didn’t have anything to worry about I told myself over and over. It was just a tongue and a finger and yeah it felt good. Fuck it.

  Although I was completely re-convinced of my heterosexuality, imagine my surprise when I didn’t protest when Victoria motioned for the male to return. He hesitantly approached us and rightfully so, but all I did was bite my bottom lip. I wanted to say no and part of me screamed to do just that, but I could still feel his tongue and finger and God damn wouldn’t you know my fucking dick betrayed me by getting even harder?

  He slowly lowered himself to his knees and looked up into my trouble eyes.

  “It’s all right. I won’t bite and I won’t tell,” he all but whispered. I didn’t move. My body was tense even as Victoria kissed my neck and stroked me up and down. He kept my gaze and we he sensed that a fist wasn’t coming, he smirked and tentatively licked the head of my penis and Victoria worked me. When my body reacted positively, he took things a little further wrapping his lips around me and sucking gently, making my back arch. Damn.

  He didn’t take me in as far as Victoria, but even still it was good and what I didn’t notice earlier about his tongue made me that much more comfortable with what was going on when I felt the metal stud against my shaft. Victoria slowly slid down my body and joined him and together they sucked, licked, and stroked me until I exploded again while he held me in his mouth sucking with vigor as Victoria pumped me.

  CHAPTER NINETEEN

  Emily

  I LAY SPRAWLED on the bed my body glistening with sweat and my every limb twitching from the multiple waves of fire igniting my blood. I was thoroughly spent in every sense of the phrase and wondered if I would ever have a sexual experience remotely near the one I had had. Dinah and Daliah, the twins, lay beside me, our bodies neatly packed into one another as natural as if we had been doing this for years. Outside the sharing of names, we said next to nothing. The glow of our orgasms seeming to require stillness and silence as we recovered.

  Xavier, the masterful tactician who helped put me in this state, sat near us on an ottoman, drinking bottled water. His dark massive frame lit in all the right places as the dim light reflected off his sweat-drenched bald head and chiseled body. My inner thighs twitched in response to the sight of him. Was I really thinking about doing it again?

  It was then that I realized that I thought of Lance for the first time in what seemed like forever. I wondered how things were working out for him and really hoped that he had even just a little of what I had gotten. I felt like such a bitch getting off and not one time wondering how the guy who I came with was doing. For all I knew, he could have left. I surely hoped not. It was funny in a way when I thought about how I got to this point surrounded by strangers, having sex with and in front of them, and with two women as well. I never thought in a million years that I would have done what I did, and my cheeks reddened from the lack of regret.

  Thousands of thoughts raced through my head as I replayed the night up until that point. Chief among them was the sexual freedom I had felt when I let go of my inhibitions and let the pleasure take me. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever do something like this again, hell who am I kidding, I was ready to ask the twins and Xavier if they wanted to keep in touch. Only a fool would have sex that good and let it go.

  My mind drifted back to Lance, and the old tingling sensation and rush of repressed emotion centered on my chest. The obvious came to mind. Why not have sex with Lance? If I would do a complete stranger and women, then why not have Lance as well? Given the environment, I could get away with it in a nonchalant manner, completely avoiding the emotional stuff that would otherwise get in the way. We could do it under the guise of the party and I could realize something that more than once crossed my mind since we’d known each other. Funny how the universe works. As I propped myself up on my elbows, mustering up the strength to go find him, I saw Victoria leading Lance through the crowd of naked bodies toward me. My heart jumped into my throat.

  CHAPTER TWENTY

  Lance

  I COULD BARELY stand up straight after I came again. My knees all but gave out and my body felt like Jell-O. Victoria and the guy, who I later learned was named DeShawn, helped me over to a chair to catch my breath. A whirlwind of emotion went through my head and unable to focus on something tangible, I decided that I’d wait for another day to overanalyze what had happened. Fuck it, I thought, letting questions about sexuality, my manhood, and ego go to the back burner. The whole thing was good, really good, and that was all that mattered. In the end, looking back, I now realize it wasn’t so much that I couldn’t let go and enjoy the high of some of the best orgasms I had ever had, it was the fact that deep down, I knew that I wanted to do it again and a part of me seriously considered asking DeShawn for his number. That scarred the hell out of me. After the pair toweled me off, and Victoria handed me a bottled water to drink, I sat in the chair like a king on a throne as they attentively serviced my entire body. It was erotic as hell.

  Victoria went through the motions as if it were something she had done a million times, which is why I hadn’t considered asking her for her number. Her body language was that of someone who only did this in a hostess capacity, nothing personal. I don’t know how to explain it, but she gave off the vibe that had it not been for this party, me and her would never happen. DeShawn on the other hand took his time and our eyes met one too many times for my comfort. His body language suggested that he was really feeling me, and that both pissed me off and excited me at the same time. As my mind flirted with being angry and swatting him away as he gently wiped my chest, stomach, legs and especially my inner thighs, my dick, on the other hand, started to get hard again. I told myself that I would probably need to find a therapist the next day.

  Victoria not missing anything caught me as I carefully watched the man and I glanced at her and she smiled.

  “Hmmm, someone is getting ready for another round I see,” she cooed. I shrugged non-committedly. I didn’t want to verbally confess to the obvious that DeShawn was making me hard. “Let’s try something else,” she continued, standing up and holding out her hand. I clasped it and stood beside her. DeShawn did as well. Victoria led me through the throngs of people, DeShawn so close behind me that several times I felt his breath on the back of my neck, causing my body to break out in gooseflesh.

  I looked around and became very horny all over again. I licked my lips as I watched people fucking as if it were their last night on Earth. Legs were spread and held in place by hands as pussies were eaten, backs were arched as men of all shapes and sizes pounded from behind with such force that asses rippled from the contact, men held tangles of hair as they sat, legs splayed on couches as women sometimes in pairs took them deep into their mouths, and it took everything in me to stay with my partners rather than break free and join in with those whom I absorbed with my eyes.

  I took a mental note to never forget anything from this night. At the rate my brain was recording, I thought I might never again know what it was to have a flaccid penis.

  Victoria suddenly stopped, which brought me back to my senses, and as I turned my head toward her, that’s when I saw Emily. Oh shit, I thought as a surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins. Emily and I looked at each other, our eyes conveying more than words ever could. My heart fluttered seeing her propped up on her elbows, hair down, lips slightly parted, and her eyelids heavy with desire. I gulped and took in all of her pale flesh. Her pink nipple were taught, her legs slightly splayed, and her blonde pubic hair seemed to call to me. Yeah I thought it was weird too, but that’s what I felt at the time.

  Victoria turned to face me. DeShawn had pressed himself up against my back. I felt sandwiched between them yet my eyes never left Emily. Even with a hard male body behind me and Victoria’s ample soft, Amazonian frame against my front, all I thought was that I had to be inside Emily. I needed to have her and see what it would be like. Victoria leaned in.

  “Time to really heat things up,” I said. My dick grew rock hard almost on command when she said “up.” I surveyed what I began to think of as the play area realizing for the first time that I was so enamored with Emily that I somehow missed the two caramel skinned beauties on either side of her, and the massive ebony body builder type that hovered nearby. I didn’t mean to look, but I couldn’t help but notice the thick tool that dangled between his legs. Damn, and I thought I was getting worked over. Emily obviously was having fun as well. My male ego kept reminding me that my dick was technically much longer than his even if his girth made my joint look like a toothpick. Yeah, I was a little intimidated by how massive his frame was compared to my gangly frame, but the real issue that I wouldn’t admit to myself then, but later accepted was the growing jealous heat that grew in my chest, bordering on rage, from knowing that the guy had fucked what I instinctively and oddly thought of as “my girl” especially before I had.

  I let that go though and reassured myself that first of all Emily was not my girl, she was my friend and co-worker who I dragged here so I can get off and apparently get her well off. Second, getting jealous right now would fuck up the flow and probably get my ass kicked in the process. So I tried to refocus on the women before me and ignore the hardening dick on my ass. I exhaled and worked to get my head, both of them, back in the game. DeShawn took that moment to reach around me and start stroking my dick and Victoria began to kiss me behind the ear.

  At their movement, the two women beside Emily got to work as well, one grabbed a breast and began sucking on her nipple as the other kissed her on her neck and began to slide a hand between Emily’s legs. She began to moan, but her gaze never left mine. The temperature in the room felt Mohave Desert hot. Dark, bald, and muscle bound, for whatever reason, smacked one of the twin beauties on the ass, gave me a nod and a smile, and left the area. I didn’t know what that was all about, but it definitely made my night.

  What did I do in life to deserve four women? I grinned ear to ear. It was cheesy and corny as hell, but I couldn’t help it. I knew in that moment that what was about to happen would be the type of shit you told over and over until you died, with most saying that you made the entire thing up.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

  Emily

  XAVIER LEFT AND part of me was sad to see him go, but it was cool. All my attention was on Lance and he grinned the cutest grin I had ever seen. His whole face seemed to light up and that made me want him even more. My entire body heated up and I grew so wet with anticipation thinking about Lance’s hands and lips on my body instead of Dinah’s and Dalia’s, not that they were doing anything wrong. Hell, if they kept it up, I definitely was going to get their numbers and while I wasn’t ready to claim the title of lesbian, I was at least willing to claim it temporarily or only with them.

  I watched as Victoria kissed Lance on his neck and caressed him with her hands, I also watched as a very attractive male who had he not moved exposing his penis would have made me think he was a woman worked Lance with his hands. That intrigued the hell out of me because nothing about Lance made me think bisexual, but there he was, letting another man work his cock as if this was something he always did. His steady focus on me as this occurred made me so hot, I wanted to see much more and couldn’t wait to feel Lance inside me. Which by the way, I noticed would be a lot to welcome inside. I thought Xavier was big, but Lance was in another league. Something came over me as I looked at his package. It’s hard to explain, but I became possessive in that moment as if it was my cock only and began to wonder if Victoria or the pretty male had gotten a chance to feel it inside of them.

  I fought to quell the rising jealously, reminding myself how ridiculous it was to even have such thoughts. I wanted him more then as I ever did and as Dinah slid two fingers inside me making me arch my back, I moaned out Lance’s name and that’s when Victoria turned to face me.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

  Lance

  EMILY CALLED OUT my name, and it was so erotic that I almost came in DeShawn’s hand. Victoria turned to face her and slowly stalked over to Emily, her body full of sensuality and promise, moving with a catlike grace and with a view that would make any male pant. Without any words or hesitation, Victoria stood before Emily and turned to me.

  “Come here,” Victoria purred, curling her index finger singling the same. DeShawn let me go and I did. Emily panted now, her chest rising and falling as both women worked at her nipples and one played between her thighs. Her eyes were trained on me the entire time though and the biting of her bottom lip sent a shiver down my spine.

  Victoria bent at the waist and placed a hand on each of Emily’s thighs and leaned into Emily’s pussy. Shit just got real, I thought as the twins each grabbed a handful of Victoria’s hair and guided her head into Emily.

  “Oh, fuck, oh damn, shit,” Emily cried out as Victoria parted her vaginal lips with extended manicured fingers and began to caress Emily’s core with her tongue. I grabbed my dick and started stroking myself from the sight. I wanted to pinch myself just in case I was dreaming all this shit. Victoria was really getting it in and Emily writhed beneath her. It was then that Victoria still bent at waist, arched her back and spread her legs. Her ass was up in the air and she slowly moved it side to side like a snake charmer calling my dick to her.

  I closed the distance between us and grabbed each cheek of her ample ass with an intensity I had never felt. Emily stared me in the eye and called my name again, the head of my dick seemed to swell even larger in reply. One of the twins got up and knelt beside me. It barely registered. My entire focus was on Emily. I felt a warm tongue caress my balls, tightening my body and making me that much harder. The woman doing the stroking held me in her hand and gave my dick a few strokes of her tongue and squatting beneath me held me in one hand as she backed up under Victoria pulling me with her.

  Then as she stroked me, she tilted her head toward Victoria’s pussy and began to lick. Victoria let out a muffled cry from between Emily’s thighs and then the woman guided me inside Victoria. As my head parted her swollen wet lips and her pussy wrapped around my shaft, my body jerked from the sensation and I almost came from the contact. My eyes never left Emily though and as she breathed heavily I found myself filling Victoria up but imagining it was her. The woman between my legs began to lick my shaft and Victoria where our dick and pussy met. It felt over the top amazing and it made me push deep into Victoria, the thrust causing her body to stiffen ever so slightly, and she cried out, momentarily removing her mouth from Emily. That just made me more excited and I slowly withdrew my shaft enjoying the tongue that met each exposed inch and then drove my dick deep into her again making Victoria break free from Emily yet again and cry out.

  I could see the excitement in Emily’s eyes as I repeated this process over and over and I broke out in a devilish grin enjoying the look on Emily’s face as I methodically worked Victoria’s moist center. Two hands gripped my ass and I knew it was DeShawn. A tingling sensation jumped up my spine as he joined in on the action parting my cheeks and working a wet finger inside me. He followed up with a tongue and I almost exploded into Victoria as he did, but held back, realizing that I didn’t have a condom on for the first time. Shit I thought, but didn’t stop.

  I forced myself to burn the scenario into my skull. Emily writhed beneath the onslaught of Victoria eating her out and one of the twins sucking her breasts and caressing her body. I was deep inside Victoria, her pussy wet and her back arched as I drilled her, my shaft being stroked with a skillful tongue as I entered and withdrew, and DeShawn massaging my prostate with his finger as his tongue sent electricity up and down my back. But the most important part was Emily and the look of pleasure her eyes conveyed as the blue depths seemed to bore into me and cause me to give Victoria more and more as I imagined it was her.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

  Emily

  I WANTED LANCE so bad I could scream! My entire body was set ablaze from the sensation of Victoria’s tongue parting my lips and teasing my clit and Dinah’s soft lips and hands caressing my nipples and body. Every time Victoria broke free from my pussy to moan from Lance’s thrusts, a shockwave ran through my body as if I were feeling his cock inside me as well. My thighs quivered from the sensory overload. Several times I came close to explosion.

  My eyes stayed focused on Lance the entire time. Boring into him, I used to my gaze to convey my satisfaction and to challenge him further. Loving the reaction Victoria gave each time he drove deeper into her in response. I wanted to see him cum. Part of me was so happy for this experience and in an odd way, it seemed to me that we were doing this together as a team. Even though I was technically being worked by Victoria, I felt like we were both fucking her and that was so hot. To intensify the emotion, I reached down and with both hands and grabbed Victoria’s hair, pulling her closer into me and spreading my legs as I did. She let out a moan and I bit my bottom lip. Dinah, turned on by the sudden shift in the air, broke free of my breasts and, lying beside me, spread her legs and began to work her clit with her long, manicured fingers. She moaned and writhed beside me and the impending orgasm made me hotter and more dominant.