since everyone seemed to be enjoying I’ll pick up where I left off.

The only light in the room at this point was the tv, our phones occasionally and the soft light from the kitchen. Almost everything else was hidden or shrouded in more blankets and pillows than we really needed. This apparently wasn’t lost on Kris and she became more bold. “Can I take it out?” Her next text, I turned to her and in the slight light of her phone I could see her own quickened breathing. I remember vividly the excitement that ran through me when I realized she was probably more turned on than I was.

I nodded but looked past her toward our friends. Mike was going from his phone to the movie and back, showing things to Liz who giggled and cuddled up with him. I lifted my ass a bit and she pushed my pants lower. I felt the pressure of them release from my cock and it flopped out over my thigh. Kris’s hand was back on it in an instant and I felt her soft skin run along my entire length. Then she cupped my head in her palm and I saw her lips move in a silent “fuck”. Even without her saying it I could feel that my head completely filled her palm, the description she gave me later was like she was holding a soft warm “pool table ball”.

Now another thing I should’ve thought about but was either too drunk or horny to consider was that I leak…a lot…and now was no exception. She could already feel my precum glazing her fingers as she slowly rubbed my swollen head and I lay my head back on the couch while one hand gripped the blanket and the other moved to her thigh underneath said blanket. I felt her shiver as my hand slid up her inner thigh, moving slowly so we weren’t noticed. “I don’t think I could fit you.” Another text, her hand was shaky as she typed. “Especially this head fuck”

My cock started throbbing more as her hand glided up and down my length, my own precum acting as her lube while I began to pant softly and glance furtively at our friends. “I want to taste it.” She texted, I response with my free hand. “There will be a lot to taste if you keep going.” I wasn’t close but fuck did this feel good, she loved to stop and finger my sensitive tip, even playing with the entrance of my urethra to make me jerk and shiver.

Then a moment of shock. Liz’s phone started ringing and we all jumped, Mike from an apparent doze. “Sorry it’s the boys…I’ll be right back.” She answered the phone and left to their room as to not interrupt the movie. Mike was further toward sleep than any of us and just watched her go and closed his eyes again while I sat with Kris’s hand still gripping my now pulsating and throbbing shaft, her thumb still resting on my head where she’d been rubbing in slow circles. Her eyes moved to me and the question was there, “should I? Can I?” She was already licking her lips.

Feels like I’m dragging this out but…as long as everyone is enjoying it then I don’t mind telling the whole story.