Unspoken Pleasure

"Mmm... special?" Taylor asked after biting her tongue. She was barely able to keep up the act that she'd never been fucked him before and had almost called him baby. Whatever game he was playing at, she was far too slow to keep up with. Sara's mouth caught hers then, and this time when she kissed, Taylor kissed her back, and their tongues started to dance.

"I told her that I'd never been in a threesome before, and she suggested that maybe we should make sure that a shy little virgin like you had a memorable first time." She was glad that write now she couldn't talk, because there was no way she could have lied convincingly about being a virgin to the man that had already fucked her so many times. Instead she moaned, helplessly into her lovers mouth while Kevin started to kiss her neck and shoulder. She was pinned between them, and every bit as helpless as she was on the dance floor earlier. This time though, it wasn't just two men grinding on her. This time they were touching her, caressing her, and undressing her. Even as Kevin kissed her neck he unzipped her dress, and with Sara's help, they slowly peeled it off her hips before it fell on its own to the floor. Sara didn't stop playing with her sensitive nipples or kissing her during that, or when she opened the clasp on her bra one handed. It was all moving so fast that it made her head swim. Her body was a sea of sensations, and she was drowning in them. There was no fight in her as she was slowly pushed down onto the bottom bunk that was Sara's bed, and when Sara broke away to perform a quick striptease, she could hardly look away as her roommate exposed her skin without any of the shame that gathered around Taylor like a fog. Sara's breasts were fuller and rounder, and her nipples were larger. They stood out even more considering she was almost two inches shorter than Taylor, and though she'd seen them in passing many times, she'd never seen her roommate show off like this in a sexual manner, but now she couldn't make herself look away. However much the idea of lesbianism made her think she was sinning, right now all she could do was wonder what it would feel like when her roommate ate her pussy while her heart pounded in her ears.

Then in two quick steps Sara attacked. They were kissing again while their bodies rubbed against each other. This time there was nothing to get in the way as skin pressed against skin, and they writhed against each other. At first Sara had seemed stiff, like she was only doing this to make her boyfriend happy, but Taylor's desire was contagious, and now she was enthusiastic as well as aggressive. It made Taylor lose herself completely in the kiss again - at least until she caught something out of the corner of her eye. She turned, breaking the kiss just in time to see Kevin taking a picture of the two of them in such a lewd position.

"Don't, Kevin", Taylor pleaded, raising her hand to cover her face far too late to do any good. "I don't want anyone to see me this way." She couldn't imagine what would happen if one of her friends or a member of her church saw her this way. She'd just curl up and die.

"It's fine ba- Taylor. This is just for me." Kevin said."You know, to remember my birthday."noveldrama

"Well, if you want something really worth taking a picture of, just wait Kev," Sara said, turning to give her boyfriend a smile before she started to sink down Taylor's body in a trail of kisses. That started at her collarbone, lingered on her nipples, and eventually began to slowly descend to her belly. That's when Taylor started to hyperventilate. Anyone could guess where her mouth was going to go next.

"Wait, Sara, I'm not sure if... I don't know if I want to--" Taylor cried out. It was too late though. With a brief wicked smile Sara planted a kiss on Taylor's clit before she started to lick up and down her aching slit. "I-I... ahhhhhh..." It was all she could manage before she melted. It was an entirely different sensation than she'd ever felt before, and with it came a series of noises that were more like squeeks than moans or gasps as Taylor tried to endure the feeling of being tongue fucked for the first time in her life. It wasn't quite as intense as the feeling of a cock sliding in and out of her pussy, but it was an entirely different feeling than being fingered. It was slick and sinuous, but most of all it was forbidden. That's what made her temperature rise as she watched Sara lick and suck her sex closer and closer to the rising orgasm she could feel growing inside her.

Taylor wanted to tell Kevin to put down his camera. She wanted to tell Sara to slow down. Both of those tasks were beyond her though. Instead moment by moment she could feel her body start to thrum with need and tingle with pleasure. Then it was too late. The orgasm came upon her with all the speed and subtlety of a sonic boom. She didn't have a chance to wonder if that was because Kevin had gotten her so worked up earlier, or if deep down she might be homosexual. Conscious thoughts were impossible. All she could do was enjoy it, and soon enough the sensations were so intense that she could only endure them as her body spasmed beneath her roommate's talented tongue.

For perhaps a half a minute she was lost to the world, and as her consciousness returned gradually she became aware of a strange new rhythm. At first she thought that Kevin had started fucking her, but it didn't feel quite right. As Taylor opened her eyes and looked down she could see he'd done the next best thing and started fucking Sara instead. They were a human chain of pleasure. His pussy slid in and out of Sara's pussy while she kissed and caressed Taylor. It was an impossible level of decadence and debauchery that she never would have dreamed of participating in, but somehow it seemed so right in the moment.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck... Right there baby, right there," Sara moaned loudly enough for people down the hall to hear. "Fuck me right fucking there. Unnnnhhhh... Don't you dare stop. Don't you dare fucking stop." Her hips rocked back in time to meet the thrusts that Kevin hammered her with, while her eyes were shut tight against the pleasure. That let Taylor watch the terrifyingly hot spectacle with less shame than she'd felt the night this all started - the night she lay there in the dark while these two fucked in the bed beneath her. All these weeks later, and the only thing that had changed was that she'd become part of their sick games instead of laying there like the pervert she knew she was, deep down.