Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Like A Blue Shell:>Ep7

Steve looked down and smiled. There was the beautiful brunette he wanted so badly, now bent before him. Head right at his cock. He could see into her cleavage this way -- whatever little she had -- an added treat. He loved her cute little titties. Wanted to squeeze and suckle them until she screamed.

Taylor reached up and pulled down Steve's underwear by the waistband. His cock, hard as a rock, flopped out and free. Without another word, Taylor leaned forward, opened her mouth, and sucked his penis up in one swift motion. Steve groaned. The gorgeous girl had his whole cock in her mouth. This wasn't tentative tasting. A begrudging little blow. No, this fucking slut was onto him and she was into it. He smiled. "Thatta girl, Swifty."

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Taylor wanted to say something. To snap back. But her mouth was full of cock. There was nothing for it. She wasn't exactly sure why she was here or how she was here but she was and she wasn't stopping.

She'd joked before about Steve's teeny peepee but she had been wrong. Steve's man meat was thick, long, and deep dark purple. A perfect fit for mouths or, Taylor's traitorous mind thought, pussies.

Taylor thought about that morning. How good it felt. How close she'd been. Then all the alcohol and her dripping panties and... This just seemed a continuation of all that. The day's inevitable end.

Taylor wanted more and more. Took in Steve's cock till her nose was in his pubes. His balls on her chin. Up and back. Up and back. Her lips sealed tight around him. Slurping up all she could -- his cock, his smell, his essence. Taylor didn't say anything. She just grunted and sucked. Faster now. Working for her reward.

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Tim heard his cute girlfriend grunting and he couldn't look away. He felt someone brush his hand. Tim turned and saw Sydney, still in her underwear. Slowly, the incredible blonde slid her hand past his and onto his hairy thigh. Like taking her fingers through a forest hike, Sydney dragged her pretty pink nails through Tim's leg hair and then, carefully, cautiously rested them on his aching cock.

Taylor bobbed back and forth. Sucking, spitting noises filled the room. Sydney dipped under the waistband of Tim's boxers and took hold of him. For real now. Her touch was still soft, tentative -- nothing like how Taylor would grip him. But still, a girl grabbing your dick was a girl grabbing Tim's dick.

Gently, Sydney began stroking him. Running the loose skin up his shaft and over the head. Almost lovingly.

turned back and watched as his girlfriend pleasured his friend with her mouth. Felt that same friend's girlfriend tugging at his own cock. He told himself to feel angry or upset. Hurt. Tim felt

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finger through Taylor's dark brown hair. It was strangely cool to the touch

building as the brunette suckled at his shaft. Steve had gotten a lot of blow jobs, but nothing compared to this. Oh, sure, the fact that it was his Swifty giving it to him in front of her own boyfriend, that made it ten times better -- no doubt. But it was also because she

to let it slip from her lips. The bet had just been to suck. He'd assumed Taylor would just give him a few licks then step away. That wasn't what was happening here. She was fully focused. Driven. Steve

it to end, Steve felt himself pass the finish line. He pressed the little slut's head to his crotch. Hard. His jizz exploded up from his balls and burst into Taylor's mouth. He didn't know if she wanted to swallow. Didn't care. He just howled in pleasure as

Take

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But even though Steve was no longer holding her there, she dutifully held her mouth around his

Cumming while she swallowed the other man's sperm. The

his shaft and blasted into his underwear. Sydney kind of "hmmmphed" as Tim burst. Again and again Tim convulsed in Sydney's grasp as

her mouth. Dribbled down her chin and onto

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feeling like shit. She was lying on the floor. Just in her underwear. Her mouth tasted like

puked her guts out. And again. She felt a hand on her back. Warm. She looked over and saw Tim.

"You OK?"

her stand and clean up, then walked her back to their bed. Taylor felt numb. Like her whole body was necrotizing from the fingertips back. That's what she wanted in that moment. To just waste away. She kept waiting for Tim to shout. To scream. To pummel her back to a thousand little pieces until the stain of what she'd done was washed

into bed. He was speaking softly and stroking her hair and asking if she -- SHE --

and I was afraid to move you. I'm glad you're awake now,"

I fucked up," Taylor said. Tim pressed her into his chest and Taylor felt it all over again. The guilt and disgust. Tim was everything to her. Cheating on him was something she'd never consciously do. But then she'd done it. And not just behind his back but right in front of him. With a man she hated. Despised. She'd put his penis in her mouth. Let him... His cum. In her stomach, her mouth. On

was his and she'd let him. While her beloved boyfriend had watched. Why had he just