Part One: Here

Maggie was the first to cum.

Kai had hiked her dress up in the elevator and slid her panties down her ass and thighs. He’d pocketed them and pressed her against the wall. She’d wrapped a leg high around his waist, her purple stiletto dangling from her toes as he’d kissed her, grinding himself between her legs. By the time the doors had opened. She’d had both legs around his waist and he’d carried her like that to the room.

Now she was on her back, her legs tight around Kai’s head as we watched her writhe against his tongue and fingers. We stood around them, a rapt semi-circle.

“Mmmm, Kai! Yes baby, right there! Right fucking there. Don’t stop!”

Everyone was staring, mouths hanging open, not touching each other. Maggie’s eyes were squeezed shut tight. In those moments, all of us were lost, taken by the passion of it. The world was the two of them. It was her pleasure, her abandon. Kai groaned between her legs, muffled animal noises barely audible above her moaning and whimpering. Her eyes fluttered open, only for a second, and met mine. It was enough to shake me out of my trance. As difficult as it was to pull my attention from them, from her, I walked around to open the adjoining door. Even in the hallway with both doors closed, I could hear the sounds she was making. Proper, careful Maggie, she didn’t care who heard. It was even possible, now, with all of her friends turned on, seeing her, that she wanted people to hear to know how fucking sexy she was. I was hard, mind reeling, still aching from the dinner, from the look in Maggie’s eyes, still lost in the memory of Erin and Carrie cumming almost together under my hands at the dinner table. The keycard shook in my hands. By the time I got into the second room and opened the connecting door, things in the first room had changed.

Maggie was bent double, almost sitting up.

“Fuck! Fuck yes, baby! Ohmygod! You’re gonna make me cum!”

Both of her hands were on the back of Kai’s head as she arched. Her head was thrown back, eyes wide open. Erin was on her knees in front of Gary, his hands fists in her hair as she took him in her mouth. His eyes were closed and her short white dress spilled out around her as she moved, pressing him against the dresser. Ali leaned her head on Paul’s shoulder moaning softly, her back against his chest, her dress hiked up her thighs, pulled by his forearms as his fingers worked between her legs. They were both watching Maggie.

From the edge of the second bed, Carrie stared at Maggie. One of her hands gripped her breast hard over her dress, the other rubbed up and down her thigh. I doubt she even knew she was doing it. When she was turned on, when she was worked up, she touched herself. Her hands wandered exploring. I watched her until she saw me watching her. I was moving towards her before I even knew it, my hand on my belt. Her eyes widened. Her hand crept up her thigh, pressed between her legs. I stood over her, undoing my belt and pulling it through the belt loops.

“Look at me, pretty girl.” It was a command. I was feral. On the edge. We both knew it. Her eyes were always gorgeous. Big and green with cat-eye makeup, but when she looked at me like that, needy and pleading, I felt electric, powerful. I felt that familiar burning for her deep in my core.

“Do you want it?”

“Yes daddy, I fucking want it.”

“Then take it out, baby girl. Show me what those hands can do. But I want you to keep touching your pussy when you touch me, do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand. I need it, baby. I need your cock.”

She slid off the bed, one hand still between her legs, her breath shuddering as she palmed me through my pants, feeling how hard I was, how worked up. She didn’t rub me for long like that. I felt her fingers on my button and my fly, I felt the cool air of the room on my cock as she pulled it out of my boxers and squeezed, already stroking me slowly.

“Fuck, baby girl! Goddamn. I love how you touch me.”

I looked down at her, my sexy girl, on her knees, hips working against her fingers, my cock wrapped in her hand. I stared until Maggie caught my attention.

“Fuck, Kai! I’m fucking cumming!” It was a scream, something guttural and raw. She arched off the bed, her tits spilling from her dress as he held her as still as he could, his face pressed hard between her legs fingers buried inside of her. She writhed and squirmed, but he didn’t stop.

“Ohh fuck! Ohh fuck! I’m still…I’m still cumming! Baby!” I could see her nails digging into the back of his head, see the strain in her neck and on her face as she screamed her release. Carrie stroked me harder. Deep slow strokes that made my legs shake. I was already dripping. Seeing Maggie like that already had me close to cumming. I wasn’t the only one.

“Fuck yes, baby, suck that cock!” It was Gary, his hips moving, fucking Erin’s mouth as her hand clamped around his shaft. Her eyes were closed and I wondered, for a moment, why she wasn’t looking at him.

“Ohhh Ohh fuck, yes, don’t stop, Paul!” Ali was grinding her ass hard back against him. His fingers worked hard and fast under her panties. Her thighs were shaking, one arm back around his neck the other behind her, grabbing his cock as he fingered her.

“Stop, please Kai!” Maggie was breathless, and Kai complied, immediately lowering her to the bed. Smiling, his face wet with her, he rubbed both hands on her thighs softly as she shook. He lowered himself next to her and pulled her into his arms.

“Did that feel good?”

“Oh my god! That felt so fucking amazing. I don’t know if I’ve ever cum that hard. I-“

It was then that she noticed the rest of us, her face registering shock. Carrie, on her knees, my hard cock in her fist, trembling as she fingered herself with my hands in her hair, both of us watching her.

Erin knelt with Gary’s cock in her mouth, his legs shaking, half-sitting on the dresser.

“Yes! I’m cumming!” His hips bucked wildly against Erin as she stroked him into her mouth. He threw his head back and sank, legs finally giving out, into the chair next to the window. Erin smiled up at him, but his eyes were already closed, so she turned to us, smiling, instead.

“Unnhh. Ohh fuck!” Ali fell forward, her hands braced on the edge of the bed as she came. Paul held her, his hand still between her legs still working. Her gasps filled the space, echoing around the room as she came down. Lowering her head onto the blanket, moaning as Paul’s fingers slowed.

Carrie held out a hand to Erin, releasing my cock, beaconing her to us. Maggie put her hands between Kai’s legs, working hard and fast. She’d been watching his face when Ali came. She’d seen that look of pure lust, she wanted him to lose control again. Like he had for her at dinner. I could see it in her face. His hips moved against her hands as he gasped and groaned into her hair.

I tore my eyes from them when I felt a hand back on my cock. Two hands. Carrie’s and Erin’s. They both gripped me. Erin squeezed the base of my shaft while Carrie stroked, but they weren’t looking at me. They were staring at each other. Carrie looked curious, interested, but Erin looked hungry. There was something fierce in her expression, she hadn’t looked at Gary like that. I couldn’t remember if I’d ever seen her look at Gary like that.

“Kiss her,” I whispered, a hoarse command. Whatever barrier had been between them, whatever resistance held them back, broke at those words, and they fell on each other. They let go of me. Their hands in each others’ hair, kissing hard, moaning. Years of pent-up sexual tension exploded out of them as I looked on. I watched Erin arching against Carrie as Carrie dragged her teeth down Erin’s neck. I watched Erin’s hand slide hard between Carrie’s legs, making her moan. Carrie mirrored her, and they both strained and gasped against one other as I sat down on the bed, staring, stroking my cock without even knowing I was doing it. I looked to Gary to see how he was reacting to his wife losing her mind with my girlfriend only to see him slumped in the chair, his pants still undone, passed out. Behind me, on the bed, I could feel Kai squirming and hear his hushed conversation with Maggie.

“Do you want me to, mmm, ohh fuck!”

“Is that what you want, baby? Do you want to fuck her? You can. We can ask her. I’ll be right here, watching you.”

“Fuck, baby, that feels so fucking good! Will, mmm, will you fuck someone? While I’m fucking her? I want us both to fuck someone while we’re watching each other.”

I couldn’t believe it, not from those two. I knew enough about Gerin to know they were secret sluts, and I could have guessed that Paul and Ali might be up for some adventures, but to hear Maggie and Kai talking so openly about swapping partners. It was one thing, in the heat of the moment, to fuck each other in front of their friends, that had been completely unexpected. But to fuck other people, to let go that completely, it felt surreal. Impossible.

I turned to look at them and caught Maggie staring at me like she knew I’d been listening. Like she wanted me to hear.

“Yes! If he will, I’ll fuck Nathan, and you can fuck Erin. Is that what you want baby?”

“Yes, fuck yes!”

“Good,” she purred to him, but she was staring at me.

On the floor at my feet, Erin and Carrie were writhing together. Erin was pinned under Carrie, who was straddling her. Carrie’s dress might have been torn. Her tits were free, brushing Erin’s as she leaned over her, kissing and touching, hips grinding down.

“Both of you stand up.”

They looked at me sharply, at the commanding note in my voice, and they got to their knees, then to their feet. Standing in front of me, they held hands, chests heaving as I looked up at them from the bed.

“Take each others’ dresses off. I want to watch. I want to see you both naked in front of me. Carrie, you start. I want you to undress her slowly. Watch her, Erin. Keep your eyes on her.”

“Yes, daddy,” Carrie said, sliding her hands around Erin’s waist and then up her back to the small zipper between her shoulder blades. Erin just nodded, biting her lip and looking into Carrie’s eyes. She rested her arms on Carrie’s shoulders as the dress loosened and then fell into a white puddle of fabric at their feet. Their lips met. A soft, slow kiss as Carrie’s fingertips traced over Erin’s breast and circled her nipple. I watched Erin tremble.

“Good girls. Now, Erin, you take off Carrie’s dress.”

“Fuck yes!” She whispered. It seemed almost unnecessary, with Carrie’s dress certainly torn, her round tits spilling out, but Erin did it, anyway. She reached back, eyes locked on Carrie’s, and unzipped her dress from the back, letting it fall to the floor as hers had, then dropped to her knees. They were both breathing harder now. So was I, with my cock still stiff in my hand, slowly stroking myself, watching them. I heard shifting behind me, Maggie and Kai moving, but I didn’t turn around. From her knees, Erin stared up at Carrie and leaned forward, kissing softly between her legs. Carrie moaned, her hand going reflexively to the back of Erin’s head. I watched the muscles of her thighs and ass tighten as she leaned into the kiss. Erin’s hands slid up over Carrie’s ass gripping the waistband of her panties and sliding them down slowly. Leaning back, she pulled them down her thighs, past her calves, and onto the floor.

“The stockings stay on,” I growled.

“Yes, they fucking do,” Erin said over her shoulder, leaning forward again and pressing her tongue to Carrie’s clit.

“Ohh fuck! Erin! Jesus.” Carrie moaned, throwing her head back.

I stood up, unbuttoning my shirt and pulling it off along with my undershirt, letting my boxers and my pants fall to the ground until I stood there naked. I stroked my cock while my girlfriend’s best friend ate her pussy, and I turned to look at Kai and Maggie. They’d taken off their clothes, as well. Kai was already sweaty and glistening. His body was toned and tanned against Maggie’s pale skin. She looked like soft porcelain by comparison, with dark nipples and dark hair spilling down her chest. They both came closer to me, their eyes on Erin and Carrie.

Remembering Paul and Ali, my eyes darted to the edge of the bed where I’d last seen them, but it was empty. Moans echoing from the adjoining room told me where they’d gone.

“Ladies,” I said, both Carrie and Erin looked at me, both of them registering surprise at seeing Kai and Maggie there, naked, eyes dark with lust and passion. “Kai wants to fuck you, Erin. And Maggie wants me to fuck her. I think Carrie would really like for you to keep doing exactly what you’re doing, Erin. Isn’t that right, baby girl?”

If they were shocked by this news, they didn't show it.

“Only if you want,” Kai muttered.

“Mmm. Do I want?” Erin said, standing and walking around him, appraising, dragging a finger playfully over his chest. Then looking at Maggie.

“Is this what YOU want?”

Maggie looked up at Erin, who stood about four inches taller than her, then grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her into a deep, hard kiss. They stayed like that, all of us looking on until Maggie pulled away.

“Ohh absolutely, if you think you can handle it.” Her face was set, fierce.

Erin stared at her, then started laughing. She glanced at Gary, whose only answer was a snore. “I guess there’s only one way to find out.”

“And you, baby?” I said, turning to Carrie. “Are you ok with all of this?”

She leaned up, her lips brushing my ear, “On one condition, you make her cum all over your cock, but she doesn’t make you cum. That cum is all fucking mine, daddy.”