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It was Halloween within the valley. The Spirits Eve Festival had come and gone, yet there you sat within the confines of your late grandfather's cabin surrounded by your closest friends from Pelican Town.
You watched your best friend Abigail across from where you sat upon the floor, diligently rolling a blunt upon the coffee table; cross-legged at the feet of her high school sweetheart Sebastian. The two of them were inseparable, it was nearly impossible for you to get any alone time with her at all but neither you nor him seemed to mind each other.
Upon your well-loved couch sat Sebastian and his best friend, Sam. The two of them were almost as inseparable as Abigail and Sebastian. The only difference was the lack of physical contact between the two.
You didn't mind either party following behind your best friend, in fact after moving to the valley and taking up the hobby of pool down at the local saloon you had been devastated the first evening you showed up hoping to relieve the build up tension after working all day, only to find the game room occupied with residents. You excused yourself not wanting to intrude until the sweet, lavender-haired beauty stopped you and invited you to join them. Ever since that first weekend within the valley, the four of you made each Friday ‘doubles night’ down at the Stardrop Saloon.
Your evenings since then have been filled with enjoyment as you got to know the three of them over the course of a few months: spending time watching movies, playing RPGs, shopping trips to downtown Zuzu City, partying after each town festival back at the farm; which was sometimes your favorite.
You'd be lying if you didn't wish Sam would make a move on you. You found him absolutely adorable. From his sun bleached golden locks and his bright emerald irises, down to his talented fingers–that you knew could play you as well as they could play that guitar. Your infatuation wasn't missed by your best friend, but she warned you from the get go that he had eyes for only one girl— Penny.
It broke your heart to think you didn't have a chance in the world, but you understood. Penny was one of the sweetest girls you had met in town. You knew the moment Sam worked up the courage to ask her to dinner she would gladly accept with a gracious bat of her delicate eyelashes. You weren't into girls like that, but even you couldn't deny her beauty.
With your tipsy eyes lingering upon Sam's animated face, you almost missed Abigail handing you the now smoldering blunt. You had become completely enthralled as he retold the same story you'd heard for months now–of how he had been so close to finally beating his own record for the longest railslide, when Mayor Lewis showed up and caused him to bail and break his arm when he was seventeen.
The hot smoke from the fragrant herb filled your lungs with ease. You let the dry heat linger upon your tongue after a brief pause of breath, holding it in as long as your body would allow. The gentle curls of smoke rolled from within your chest, a hint of sweetness danced upon your lips from the grape flavored blunt wrap.
Sebastian broke your concentration as he reached his slender arm past Abigail's frame and snapping his fingers in your direction. “Come on, now. It's puff puff pass… not puff and forget it's burning.”
Narrowing your eyes at him, you brought the fruity wrap back to your lips. You left your eyes to pierce into his gaze as you filled your lungs with all they could hold. Tipping your chin to the ceiling your lips parted, releasing a billowing cloud of twisting smoke as it filled the room around the four of you.
“Thank you…” Sebastian’s sarcastic tone did not phase you one bit, in fact something inside of you felt warm. It began in your chest; spreading through your veins, creeping its way through your body before settling within your core.
Time slowed down. Your vision remained upon Sebastian as his tongue slipped past his rose dusted lips, saliva coating the delicate flesh. Every second that passed your heart beat faster, louder within your chest. Watching him you became enthralled in everything he did. Had you always been this attracted to Abigail's boyfriend?
Sebastian’s eyes remained closed as he released a steady cloud of smoke, before going back for a second drag. You watched his adam's apple bob as he swallowed the saliva that began to pool behind his lips. Your mind wandered. Did his lips taste of artificial grapes the way yours did? You were desperate to find out.
That was until his empty hand came to rest upon Abigail's shoulder, reminding you of reality. A guilty rush flashed through your body as his fingers ran down and across her exposed collar bone. The movement of his fingers brushing over her alabaster skin teased you from where you sat. Abigail turned her face to meet his as he leaned forward giving her what you had just been dreaming of moments before.
Without looking, Sebastian passed the blunt to his side, directly into Sam’s awaiting fingers. Abigail pulled away from his kiss, releasing a thin cloud of smoke. Why did that turn you on so much?
Sam's sputtering coughs broke your gaze away from the slight debauchery Abigail and Sebastian had been indulging in before of you, landing your vision on his attempts to catch his breath. Sam took a moment to grab his drink upon the table between the four of you, bringing the glass to meet his lips. He gulped down the amber color liquid from the thick glass tumbler covered in a healthy sheen of condensation dripping down the edges.
Fuck…
At that moment you realized you had been gawking. Your throat was dry and your palms began to sweat. Taking a deep breath you wiped the heels of your palms against the ripped denim of your jeans. The room around you seemed to raise in temperature.
“Is anyone else burning up or just me?” Your voice came out ragged from the lack of moisture in your throat.
Abigail's giggles rang throughout the cabin. “It's a little warm I guess…” Her voice trailed off a bit before more giggles bounced off the walls.
Your hands grabbed a hold of the table before you, steading yourself as you rose from the cushion you had been sitting on. You tried not to let your gaze fall back upon Sebastian and Abigail as you made your way over to the front window, cracking it to let in some of the crisp autumn air.
Upon your return the blunt had made its way back between Abigail's lips. You said a silent praise to a higher power that the two of them had broken apart even for the time being.
As you went to return to your seat, Abigail snapped her fingers in your direction as she let the smoke escape her lungs all at once. “Don't sit so far from me…” Her hands motioned for you to hand her your cushion. “Come on, sit over her with us.”
Essentially if you joined her on that side of the table you would be sitting right between Sam's legs. Would you be opposed to that idea? No, absolutely not. The question would be if Sam would be opposed to the idea?
You let your eyes fall upon Sam where he sat adjacent to Sebastian. His body slumped back relaxing against the arm of the couch, one arm upon the back. The grin plastered upon his lips suggested he paid no mind to the offer Abigail offered.
“Come on, don't make me beg.” Abigail folded her fingers together and straightened out her arms, effectively pushing her cleavage in your direction.
You gnawed on your bottom lip debating your next move, yet before you knew it your cushion was already in hand and your feet had carried you around the table.
The moment you situated yourself, Abigail handed you the blunt once more. Inhaling the sweet carbon, your senses began to tremble. The sensation that coated you, felt like a blanket of warmth. A humming of electricity cascaded over your shoulders. Without thinking you leaned back against the edge of the couch, relaxing into the muddy haze of the high. Your head fell back upon the warm fabric behind you, your eyes closed as you took in a final drag.
1… 2… 3…
You held your breath before parting your lips letting a small river of smoke pour from your open mouth. The heavy smoke blocked out the view above your face. You could almost feel the gentle shower of soot fall down upon your body before crawling back up your arms.
When the smoke cleared, your heavy eyelids fluttered open. You saw his face yet it took a moment to process that it was really him situated above your face. It took so much strength within you to raise your head up off his thigh.
“I'm sorry Sam.” The heat rushing to your face–embarrassment coating your soul. “Shit this strain is really strong Abby. You know how I get with indicas.”
You let your hand run the length of your face, hoping to bring a grounding to your mind and wipe the THC out of your system.
Abigail's dainty grasp fell upon your knee as she gave it a squeeze. A sultry laugh escaping her flushed red lips. “It's the coke I added into the blunt, silly.” Her statement rang in your head as her giggles returned the moment Sebastian began nibbling the space below her ear. “We are celebrating tonight. Just relax and enjoy it. Doesn't it feel good?”
She had a point, you did feel good. Was the laced joint the reason you were getting hot and bothered? Most likely. You had always found Sam attractive–Sebastian too, but you had never eye fucked Abigail's boyfriend before tonight.
The feeling of movement returned upon your arm, pulling you away from your thoughts. You tipped your head to take in the source, finding Sam's calloused fingers grazing against the fabric of your flannel top. The warmth returned to your cheeks cascading down your spine. The beats of your heart increased with each new stroke of his thumb, making your breathing ragged.
Your right hand became full as Abigail slipped her fingers between your own. You let your head roll towards her brilliant smile as she spoke. “Relax…” She whispered between heavy breaths.
You watched as Sebastian's fingers worked their way down across her chest, teasing her nipples above the fabric of her shirt as his lips danced upon her jawline.
Oh how you wanted that…
So much so you let out a gentle moan simply from imagining his lips and hands were on you instead of Abigail.
“Is this okay?” Sam's sultry voice reverberated against your earlobe, sending a shock wave down towards the apex of your thighs.
All you could do was let a small whimper fall upon the silent room as you nodded in response. Sam let his fingertips sneak under the collar of your orange and black flannel, before sliding the fabric down to your elbows. The heat of the room that once felt almost suffocating, now chilled the tender flesh of your shoulders.
A softness fell upon your shoulder, pulling your gaze over to its source. Your eyes were met with a wave of golden blonde hair brushing against your cheek, a heavy scent of old spice wafting behind a curtain of burnt ash. Sam's fingertips massaged the muscles above your elbows with a tender touch, effortless in his movements as his lips neared the base of your neck.
Abigail tightened the grip she held upon your hand, letting a high pitched whimper squeeze out of her lungs. The sudden sound pulled your attention over to see what Sebastian had been doing to elicit such a sound. You almost regretted sneaking a peak the moment you caught sight of her newly exposed chest Sebastian had freed; molding her tits as he devoured her lips from where he still sat behind her.
Only a moment passed before Abigail released the hold she held upon your hand, twisting in her seat to kneel before Sebastian. Her hands ushered him to lay against the back of the couch before climbing up and straddling him upon the cushion.
Sam's fingers traveled off your biceps, bringing your attention back towards him. You tipped your chin towards your exposed shoulder as he beckoned you to join him on the couch. Licking your lips, you gave him a lazy smile before attempting to move. A gentle laugh fell under his breath as he watched you struggle to find your footing.
Slipping his arms under yours, Sam helped guide your ass to the space between his knees. Before you could twist to mirror Abigail's actions, he slipped his hands around your waist and pulled your back flush to his chest. You reminded yourself of Abigail's words ‘relax’ and that you did.
You relaxed when Sam's hands began to wander down your arms to rid you of the bulky flannel button-up, you relaxed when his touch began to roam the peaks and valleys of your chest, you relaxed when his fingers slipped beneath the fabric that shielded them from view. You let your whole body simply ‘relax’ .
Almost on instinct alone, you let your hand wander up to meet with the back of Sam's neck, pulling his lips to collide against your own. You let your fingers twist amongst the unruly waves as you held onto his kiss. Pulling away for air, you let your heavy eyes peer into his emerald irises. You had never seen them so dark before; pupils blown wide from both the drugs and the fire it built between the two of you.
It felt like a dream come true. You had this beautiful man sitting behind you, craving your affection but a twinge in your gut made you wonder if he truly wanted this or if he was just chasing the same pull you had felt mere moments before towards Sebastian.
As if he sensed your insecurities, he halted his movements and gave you a sorrowful smile. “Are you alright? I can stop if you're uncomfortable.”
He searched your eyes waiting for an answer. You gave him a timid smile before pulling him back in for another kiss. You let your hand slide from his hair to lay upon his cheek, letting the other grip against the sturdy fabric of his acid washed jeans.
Shifting your hips closer between hurried kisses, your ass backed into the stiff bulge of his cock hiding beneath the confines of his jeans. It was his turn to make a noise that only made you want to do it again, and again, and again.
Using your left hand as a slight leverage, you continued to rock your hips gently into his. It didn't take long for Sam's hands to slink back into their quest to find what they had been looking for–the upper hem of your black tank top.
Sam let his left hand travel underneath, grabbing a fist full of the plush of your chest; the other taking its time to unbutton the top of your jeans with each new roll of your hips. You craved his touch. You had dreamed of this day for months, and there it finally was. The hard calloused fingertips brushing against your sopping wet cunt, eager to be touched– caressed –by this very man.
A guttural moan fell against Sam's lips. Pulling him closer attempting to drown out your sounds so no one would hear you, almost forgetting Abigail and Sebastian were mere inches from what you were doing. It was tantalizing. The knowledge of the two of them watching this scene unfold beside you only made your cunt leak more against Sam fingers.
Your breath became staggered as his fingers dipped further inside, stroking your fluttering walls as you continued to grind your hips into his.
Sam pulled away from your lips only to suck upon the side of your neck. His teeth sank down for a tender moment before letting his tongue soothe the aching flesh.
His lips brushed the back of your ear. “Fuck, I've wanted to do this for so long. You're so fucking gorgeous.”
His hot breath upon your neck only made your ache for a release to build. A heavy moan now falling from your chest as your fingers gripped tighter onto Sam's thigh.
You were startled by the addition of a third hand resting upon your lower thigh, forcing your attention back to the pair beside you. Abigail's hand sat upon your knee, her thumb stroking circles upon the top. She had returned to her place down upon the floor at Sebastian's feet, albeit this time on her knees—his cock shoved down her throat as she bobbed.
Sebastian laid his head back against the couch, seemingly holding back his own impending release; stealing glances at both Abigail choking on his swollen cock and Sam pounding his fist against your aching pussy.
You let your eyes linger upon Sebastian. The pleasure etched across his face was something you had never seen on him before. It was perfect.
You longed to be the reason for his pleaser right then and there. Wishing it was your throat that was wrapping around the head of his cock. He caught your eye. He must have seen the want written upon your face. You watch the corners of his lips twist into a wide grin before he placed his bottom lip between his teeth as if to hold back a smile.
Without so much of a warning, Sebastian reached over and grabbed a hold of your chin. He brushed the pad of his thumb along your bottom lip as you let your jaw hang agape in awe before slipping it in against your wet tongue for you to suck upon. You never even once hesitated.
Sebastian’s eyes rolled back in his head as you sat grinding against his best friend's cock while he was balls deep in his girlfriend's mouth, all while you whimpered in pleasure on his thumb.
Your hips stalled against Sam's cock, walls constricting around his fingers still pumping at a steady pace letting you ride out your wildest desires. Sam ceased his pumping, sliding his fingers out from jeans, now soaking with your own cum. Normally you'd be embarrassed if something like that were to happen but you couldn't bring yourself to care. Maybe it was the drugs, maybe it was because you had two men staring at you with lust filled eyes, who you knew in your heart you could trust more than anything.
Your legs wobbled as you stood, turning to face both Sam and Sebastian as you slipped out of the soaking wet denim. You watched their adam's apple bob in tandem before you leaned over top Sam to give him another kiss. You stared deep into his eyes before tipping your gaze towards Sebastian and giving him a knowing wink.
You let your hungry lips fall back against Sam's as your fingers work to free the brass button that stood between you and riding his cock. Shifting his hips off your cushions, Sam ripped open the button and pushed his jeans and boxers down unworried if he damaged the button or not.
You wasted no time in climbing atop Sam's lap and positioning yourself above his thick cock. What he lacked in length he more than made up for in girth, stretching your eager walls to a circumstance they had never been before.
A satisfactory moan embodied your being as you remained still allowing yourself to adjust to the wide girth. The two of you remained still—joined at the hips—catching your breath as your heart drummed against your sternum begging for your release. You knew you had been fully adjusted at that point but the look on Sam's face remained enthralling. The gentle bounce of his cock begging for friction within your walls made you want to stay like that forever.
Unfortunately for you, your own cunt had other plans and began to flutter on its own fruition. The sudden movement evoked Sam's hips to begin thrusting upwards into your aching cunt letting you ride atop his throbbing cock. The grip he held upon your waist dug into your meaty flesh, causing a fire to build once more within your core. His eager hands circled their way around to the small of your back as he shifted closer towards the edge of the couch.
Standing up, Sam brought his lips back down leaving a delicate kiss upon your own, leaving you chasing for something more. He let his cock slip out from the warmth of within your sopping cunt, your cum and arousal dripping down your legs towards the hardwood flooring below. His sturdy hands came to rest upon either side of your flushed face, leaning down returning his lips upon your own. His feet began to guide you over towards the side of the couch, leaving you in a state of brief confusion. You didn't have to wait long for the questions running rampant through your mind to be answered before he pulled away leaving you with a sly, sultry grin.
Sam let his fingers dance down towards your hips once more, that time pushing and pulling both sides at the same time as a way to encourage you to turn around. Once you were in the stance he wanted, he pulled you flush against his warm body. His hands roamed back up your sides, coming to rest atop the upper hem of your top; still blocking his view of your nipples that had become rock solid–pointing effortlessly through your thin cotton fabric.
“Touch me, Sam.” Your voice a gentle whisper as your head rolled back resting against his steady shoulder.
The feeling of his adam’s apple rising and falling as he swallowed down a ragged breath sent a wave of electricity down towards the apex of your thighs, letting a trickle of arousal leak from your desperate cunt. The rough pads of Sam’s fingertips, tucked themselves between your tank top letting his hands grope their way to the sharp nipples below. A roll of his wrists let the flush of your tits fall within the warmth of his grasp. As if on instinct alone, you let your arms thread through the straps of your top and bra and push the thin fabric out of his way.
A deep, desperate moan filled the room around you. You let your heavy eyes search for the source of the sound. There before you—still sitting upon the same cushion—Sebastian moaned as Abigail sat bouncing upon his own cock with her back to him. Yet, his eyes remained locked upon your newly exposed chest instead of his own girlfriend; your nipples poking out between Sam’s fingers as he massaged your heavy globes of flesh. Your cunt ached to be filled, clenching around nothing as you awaited Sam to once again sheath his thick cock within your aching walls. You had never realized how exciting it was to be watched; to see the lust form within someone's eyes as they enjoyed the view of you coming undone before their own eyes.
Sam’s teeth began to nip and graze once more upon the flesh of your neck, eliciting whimpers and moans to fall from behind your parted lips. He let your right tit fall against the heavy gravity around you, the calloused tips of his fingers burning your delicate flesh as they made their way around your ribcage. His touch pushed you away from his frame as he pulled his teeth from the base of your neck. His breath remained hot as it spilled down your body, his fingers roaming towards your spine.
The moment Sam’s hand reached the space between your shoulder blades, he began to push you down over the arm of the sofa; closer towards Sebastian's hungry stares. You watched as his hands gripped tighter upon Abigail's hips, his pale knuckles losing what little color they had, turning white from the pressure. All the while his hands and body stood reacting to his girlfriend’s pace and movements, he never lost eye contact with you, even as your own eyes rolled back within your skull as Sam’s drug the tip of his cock along your swollen pussy, lining it up before pushing its way inside.
The first few thrusts were gentle as he set a delicate pace. This new angle allowed him to reach further inside than he had before, pulling new sounds to fall past your lips. Each new mewl fueled Sam’s pace, his thrust becoming faster—harder. Soon your hip bones began digging into the frame of the couch, adding a burning pain that intensified the building pleasure from Sam’s thick cock; bullying its way inside your ever more constricting cunt.
“Fuck me…” Sam’s voice was strained as he growled through gritted teeth. “Your so fucking tight..” A guttural moan rolled from his chest like thunder. “...so fucking wet… ” He began to grunt with every snap of his hips, pushing you closer and closer towards another release. “Fuck yeah…”
“...that’s it…”
“…you’re such a good girl…”
“...cum all over my cock…”
Sam’s praises sent you tumbling over the edge, a wave of pleasure coating your entire body with a sticky layer of sweat as your cunt turned into a vice grip around his cock as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm. His fingers that held you down in place began to caress your figure as you slowly came back to reality.
The moment your cunt relaxed, Sam pulled his cock free, and grabbed your ass molding the plush in the palm of his hand. A squelching noise could be heard from behind you as he continued to fuck his own fist as he stared down at the mess he created all while inching his thumb closer towards your dripping cunt. You shuddered as he dipped his thumb within your walls, lubricating it with your creamy cum.
Your body remained electrified, unable to move for your place, bent over caught under the watchful gaze of Sebastian. Sam wasn't finished with you just yet though, gripping your ass once more he teased your asshole with his slick thumb before inserting it mere millimeters. Though you were no stranger to sex and intimacy, any form of anal was new territory for you.
With each new grip of your ass cheek, Sam inched his way deeper within your virgin asshole. The squelching sounds of his fist held tight around his cock became more erratic than the last. You knew his thumb had made it up to at least his first knuckle by then, the pain subsiding and melting into a soothing pleasurable stroking. That was until you heard his voice break as a guttural moan roared from behind you. The feeling of hot cum spraying against the top of your ass.
Sam's thumb slipped away from your asshole, leaving you feeling empty hoping he'd return and fuck you once more. Yet you couldn’t make a sound inorder to beg for him to return. His heated palms wiped his cum off the curve of your ass, warming the now chilled flesh still exposed to the air around you.
Try as you might, you couldn't bring the strength to lift your body from the side of the couch. The newest orgasm still shook your body where Sam continued to build up another one but had failed to bring it into fruition. You could feel his body coming back to take you once more yet the cold touch of hand upon your ass proved it was no longer Sam that stood behind you.
Wearily you parted your eyes, you vision blurred by the languished mental state you were in, high and nearly fucked stupid. A heavy slap to your ass pushed your vision to focus upon the figure that sat upon the couch cushion; Sebastian was missing from the view in front of you.
There, in the space he once remained, laid Abigail writhing below a sea of golden blonde, devouring the place between her thighs. That meant the cold hand that struck against your ass had belonged to none other than Sebastian himself. That thought alone excited you more than the action itself.
Crack
Sebastian’s hand struck your skin once again in the same spot, this time his palm remained locked upon your heated flesh, rubbing the pain till it dissipated.
Crack
Another strike, another soothing caress.
Crack
His hand rang like heavy thunder as he pulled back again and again, each strike leaving you wetter than you had been before. You laid there expecting another strike, yet it never came. His frozen hands remained over the new welts he left upon your flesh. A humid heat washed over your back side, his breath seemingly closer towards your soaking cunt than it had been moments before.
Your hips began to lift from their place upon the arm of the couch in anticipation of what was soon to come. You could feel Sebastian shifting his grip upon your hips as he knelt closer to your core. A heavy breath rolled against the wetness that remained untouched from your pussy, chilling the moisture before the feeling of his hot tongue pressed down upon your exposed lips.
Sebastian’s lips danced across your cunt, kissing you from there upon his knees before letting his tongue reach down to press against your still swollen clit. He let the pointed tip of his tongue leave gentle strokes before curling back, lapping up all your leftover cum and drinking you in.
Moaning his name you inched closer towards the cusp of yet another release. Your hands reach behind you covering his own still stationed upon your waist holding you still. Your fingers wrapped around his slender wrist, in an attempt to ground yourself–preparing for the impending explosion of ecstasy.
Sebastian slowed his tongue’s movements as he edged you closer towards your release. The moment you thought it would come, he would simply avoid the area and move to somewhere else. His lips brushed your soft inner thigh, before he stood up pulling away from your cunt. Your whines were not lost upon him as he chuckled down upon the state he left you in.
Leaning forward, Sebastian brought his lips to meet your ear. “I need to fuck you, but… you’re too low for me…”
Your blurry eyes opened to see Sebastian tipping his head over towards the kitchen table. His icy fingers helped you stand away from the arm of the sofa. Your legs wobbled as you tried to gain balance. Watching you struggle, he wasted no time in wrapping his arms around your waist, hoisting you up and carrying you over towards the kitchen.
As he set your body down atop the wooden table, Sebastian let his lips crash over yours with a heated kiss. His warm tongue tasted of your musky scent and a lingering aroma of ash and grapes. There was a hunger buried within that seemed impossible to appease. His tongue bombarded you, licking and searching for anything in order to satisfy his craving yet he continued to come up empty.
Sebastian’s hands pushed you flat upon your back, letting gravity pull his rock solid cock down atop your saturated cunt. He rolled his hips, sliding his length against your pussy lips, slick with your own cum and his saliva. With every gentle roll of his hips he left you with a tender kiss upon another inch of your skin. The heat began to rush back to your core once more. You weren't sure if you had ever come so many times in one evening yet you were nowhere ready to stop. Slipping your hands out to your sides, you curled your fingers over the edges of the table, grounding yourself in place.
Sebastian’s hot wet tongue ran down towards the peaks of your chest, wrapping his lips around one of your pert nipples. His left hand reached for your neglected tit while his right trailed further up your body before tangling his slender fingers within the hair that sat upon the nap of your neck. A heavy moan rolled across your tongue the moment he tightened his grip, pulling your head back. In return you arched your back, pulling your chest further into his starving lips, causing him to bite down around your hardened nipple before releasing it completely; his teeth grazing as it fell.
A trickle of your arousal leaked down upon the table. Desperate for your next release, you let go of the table and dug your nails into his exposed hip bones.
“Please, Seb…” Your voice was weak with desperation.
He peered down upon you, flashing his ivory teeth behind a cunning grin. Abandoning your tit, he reached down grabbing the base of his cock and angled his flush tip towards your aching center.
Sebastian's cock was thick, but not as girthy as Sam’s had been; allowing him to slide in without resistance. It didn't help how wet you had become from that evening's activities. He started out slow, with a few shallow thrusts while holding a gentle grasp upon both of your hips, seemingly enjoying the new feeling of a different pussy. You watched his brows pull together before relaxing as a satisfied sigh fell out of his gaping jaw; his head falling backwards towards the ceiling.
Focusing his gaze back down where you lay before him, a wide smile plastered across his features. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good.” His deep voice rolled down upon you like warm honey.
The two of you share a small chuckle; an intimate moment you both know you shouldn't be sharing–not when he belongs to Abigail. You turned your head back towards the sofa where Sam and the latter remained. She laid there panting as Sam continued to devour her core—her fingers lost in a sea of golden blonde.
Your vision was ripped away as Sebastian grabbed your jaw and tipped your eyes to meet his. “Don't worry about them… right now, you're mine.”
A shockwave from his deep, demanding voice traveled straight through your cunt, tightening around Sebastian's thrusting cock. Leaning forward, he stole another wet kiss before standing up once again. His tempo became faster, almost greedy. Each thrust drew a new sigh from within your chest, leaving you gasping for air with each passing moment. Without a warning he grabbed ahold of your legs and placed your ankles to rest upon his shoulders. You were almost certain no one had ever reached that far inside your cunt before—scratching an insatiable itch.
The wave of pleasure gave no warning before it coated your entire body. Perspiration prickling upon every inch of your skin as the white heat coursed through every nerve. You laid there shaking upon the wooden table as Sebastian continued pounding against your convulsing frame, trembling in ecstacy. He was close you could tell. His eyes screwed shut as he muttered obscenities under his breath through gritted teeth.
You reach behind yourself, dragging your fingertips over the tight wrinkles that lined Sebastian's taut ball sack. He pulled his plush bottom lip between his teeth, rolling his eyes back as a deep moan fell from his lips. The sounds he made only encouraged you to continue. You grabbed ahold of his balls, molding them in the palm of your hand; enjoying every sound that fell from his mouth.
“Yes… yes… yes…”
His hips slammed heavily into the plush your ass, pushing the table across the hardwood flooring. You lost the hold you had upon him as the familiar sensation began to recoil within. You wrapped your hands around his wrists where the tips of his fingers dug deep into your flesh, holding on for dear life. His thrusts became erratic as your vision went white, clouded by the wave of pure euphoria engulfing your soul.
The only thing your body could feel was the steady dance of Sebastian’s cock burrowing deeper within your fluttering cunt, releasing a heavy load of sticky white cum against your silkened walls and folding himself overtop of you in pure exertion. As his cock began to soften, he stared down upon you catching his breath.
There was a strange ambiance around the two of you. Neither you nor Sebastian wanted to acknowledge what had just transpired. Though you knew that evening was more about a lust fueled drug trip, something seemed to have shifted between the two of you.
Without looking you in the eye, Sebastian removed his hands from your hips and pulled his now lifeless cock from the confines of your spent cunt. You kept your eyes upon him as he tucked his dick back into his tight jeans and pulled the bottom of his shirt up to wipe his face clean.
You sat yourself up upon your elbows as he ran his fingers through his hair. His eyes landed upon Abigail as his best friend was balls deep in the same place Sam had taken you moments before. He hung his head in what appeared to be shame before grabbing his leather jacket and pushing himself out the front door.
The sound echoing throughout the tiny cabin shook your entire body and startled both Sam and Abigail. You watched as he stalled his hips, turning to see what had happened.
Abigail stood herself up off the couch before pushing Sam off of her. “What the fuck? Where did Seb go?”
Her eyes bore into your half naked body still trembling upon the table. Desperate to catch your own breath, you shook your head. “I don't know… he didn't say anything… he just left.”
Abigail's eyes trailed down to your cunt still on full display. Her brows pulled together in fury as she watched her boyfriend's thick cum drooling out from within your battered pussy.
“Ugh… I can't fucking believe him right now!” Abigail's voice trembled against her chest as she searched the living room for her missing clothes; her thong in the couch, her jacket on the floor, her hair bow upon the table.
Sam stood off to the side, the mood in the cabin became bitter the moment Sebastian let the door slam behind him. Abigail's hurried feet running out to follow him, did nothing to help. You and Sam were left alone. You—still half naked upon the table— remained unsure if your legs would be able to carry you over to even acquire the rest of your clothing even if you wanted them too. Thankfully you didn't have to try. Sam walked up to the table holding your denim jeans and underwear. A whisper of a ‘thanks’ fell past your tired lips as you accepted your things. Slipping your arms back inside the straps of your bra and tank top, you slid off the table in order to climb back into your denim pants.
Sam’s eyes remained downcast towards the floor below, unsure of what to say. His obvious erection sticking out of his pants, left you with an uneasy feeling. You opened your mouth to speak but were cut off as his words broke the deafening silence around you.
“I–um, I think I'm gonna head out too.” Sam directed his gaze upon your face, something within his eyes seemed off, yet the smile upon his face grew as he took in your flushed features. “Maybe we can try this another time, just the two of us?”
You gave him a bashful smile looking down towards your feet below, slipping your fingertips inside your back pockets. “Yeah, I think I'd like that.”
Sam walked over, placing his hands upon your cheeks. “Thanks for a really great night.” His slight smirk curled into a gentle smile before leaning forward and placing a single kiss upon your lips.
You watched as he stepped backwards a few moments before finally turning and slipping out into the dark of the night. Standing inside the kitchen, you looked around the tiny cabin you called home. Things had definitely changed over the course of that evening, you just hoped it wouldn’t cause a massive riff between the four of you.
The look upon Sebastian's face before he stormed out, worried you to say the least: never mind Abigail's irate expression as she followed him out the door. There you stood picking up the pieces of that Halloween, unsure of where the next few days would take you. You just hoped the spirits would remain on your side throughout the remainder of the holiday weekend.