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Dinner wrapped up, and I felt the energy come back into the room. Things were already pretty hot already, but I knew they were going to get that much better.

"Well, ladies…shall we?" Brenda said, looking around the room.

"Shall we what?" Yara said, a smirk on her face, her eyes wide as she got into the moment.

"Shall we do what we all came here to do?" Brenda stood up and walked over to Yara.

"And what is it we came here to do?" Yara looked up as Brenda draped her arms over her and then leaned down, kissing her.

"We came here to fuck each other as much as we could in the span of an evening…did you forget, Yara?" Brenda pulled the straps on Yara's dress off of her shoulders, and then pulled the dress down, exposing my best friend's tits. I had seen Yara's boobs plenty of times, but the context was now changed completely. Brenda rested her hands at the sides of Yara's breasts, her thumbs working the nipples in a slow circle .

"Hey, can I eat you out?" Emma said abruptly to me from the other side of the table.

“I...umm...” I felt surprised, even though this was the exact thing I had come here for.

"I think you're cool and hot…and since we're all going to be fucking each other, I thought just straight-up asking would be the right choice." Emma said.

"It's definitely the right choice…" I said, looking at her, "let's fuck and just break all of this sexual tension."

Emma stood up from the table and secured her frizzy curls into a tight bun as she walked over.

"I guess that leaves you and me!" Eve said to Wendy, cheery at the prospect of fucking her.

Yara and Brenda were fully engrossed in things, but I quickly directed my attention to Emma, who stood before me.

"It'll probably be more comfortable to fuck on the couch." Emma said, her matter-of-fact demeanor such a contrast to the lusty seductress that usually got me going.

I stood up, shaky, and we moved from the kitchen toward the living room, which had an incredibly comfy and expensive-looking couch in it.

"Oh, babe!" Wendy said, "can we swap? Remember, I wanted Yara to fuck me with that new strap?"

"How could I forget…" Brenda said.

Emma and I stood in the living room, in front of a couch that was unbelievably expensive, but had probably seen more action than I had in my entire life. I took a step forward and kissed Emma, our tongues intertwining. She tasted delicious, and her hands instantly wrapped around my ass and pulled me in close.

"Umm…I know we just met, but…I think you're really, really hot." I said.

Emma moved her hands up my sides, exploring me. "I think you're really hot too…that's why I'm going to fuck you." She smiled.

Emma reached up to the top of my head and gently ran her hand through my hair. "This color, it's so cool. I'm so used to black hair and blond, I think I've even only had redheads that were natural…so, um, pink hair is really cute. And it's a good dye job, too."

"Thank you…" I said, leading Emma down to the couch so we could continue making out. "It's nice to get attention like that. Usually I get called emo or some bullshit.” I laughed.

"No…that's not…not accurate. Pink hair is totally pastel goth. Goth and Emo are different."

"Thank you for being aware enough to make the distinction…" I said, grinning and pulling up on Emma's sweater, telling her I wanted to take it off. Emma helped and pulled the sweater up, exposing a purple and black lacy bra and a ton of skin.

Emma's skin was as smooth as glass, her stomach soft and warm, her breasts straining against the lacy cups of the bra. Even if our bodies were very similar, Emma had me beat on size of tits. She was at least a cup size bigger than me, and the bra she was wearing pushed her tits into perfect cleavage that I couldn't resist.

And because tonight was the night it was, I didn't have to resist. I leaned forward and nuzzled Emma's neck, but quickly moved down and began kissing her tits, darting my tongue into the cleavage, feeling the soft, warm skin.

"God, you are…god, I can't stop staring." Emma said, running her hand through my hair again, holding on to my head and encouraging me to go deeper into the valley of her tits.

"You can play with my hair all you want if it means I can keep sucking your gorgeous tits, Emma."

"Oh…god I want you to suck them. But, you have to take your dress off first." Emma said.

"Yes…ma'am…" I said, looking up and smiling. I reached down and pulled at the top of my dress, shrugging it off of my shoulders and pulling it down my torso, feeling the fabric slip over my skin. My tits bounced as they were freed from the dress, no bra to hold them back. Suddenly, I was on a $10,000 couch in just a thong sucking the tits of a woman I met an hour ago. Life could get more strange, but not by much.

Emma leaned forward and began to suck at my neck, my eyes fluttering at the feeling of her soft mouth and teeth. "Ohh…oh…yes…"

I moved my hand down Emma's body, finding the front of her jeans. I flicked the button to the side, opening the fly, then pulled the zipper. She wasn't wearing panties underneath the jeans, so my hand immediately slid into a tangle of pubic hair as I reached down the front.

Emma pulled her lips back, a bit of drool trailing from her lips to my neck, then pulled the straps of the bra down, revealing her boobs. "Here, let's…let's take all of it off. We're going to fuck, we might as well get naked." Emma rolled over and stood up, pulling her jeans the rest of the way down.

I leaned back on the couch and pulled my thong off, tossing it who knows where, and watched as Emma took her bra off. Her tits were so fucking pretty, the nipples puffy and swollen with excitement, the areolas large. She was heavily freckled, and I adored the texture and variance it gave to her skin.

She sat back down, and I instantly was all over her body, running my hands through her curls and kissing her belly and hips, and then I made a move to start eating her out, but she pushed me back gently.

"Nope…you're the guest, and you already ate Wendy out. It's your turn, Vi." Emma said, holding my shoulders.

"Oh…but…but…" I stammered, the sight of Emma's body, especially her wetness glistening at the lips of her pussy, was more than I could resist. "Ok, fine…"

"You will have so, so many opportunities to eat me out, don't worry."

Emma laid me down on the couch, my head resting on the overstuffed armrest. As she kissed down my body, I saw Yara and Wendy enter the room, both naked, with Yara sporting a harness with a distressingly large dildo jutting out.

"Ohh…look at you two," Wendy said, gleaming. She walked next to us and grabbed at Emma's ass. Even though I couldn't see it, I could tell Wendy fingered Emma just slightly, as the sharp moan from Emma sounded like a symphony. "Getting to work on the new girl already, aren't you, Emma?"

"Well, she ate you out already, so you kind of had the maiden voyage. I'm just thanking her for what she did to you," Emma said, planting wet kisses on my stomach.

"Vi, are you OK if Yara and me fuck in here with you two? We didn't want you to be lonely, and my lovely wife is already face-deep in a redhead on the kitchen floor because she couldn't contain herself." Wendy grinned.

"Fine by me…" I said, my senses overloaded. The moment Emma would eat me out counting down by the second, the moment I'd get to see Yara railing Wendy just as soon.

I heard Wendy's voice in the background. "Oh Yara, she is just beautiful."

Yara came into view and smiled, her body dark and fit and so beautiful. "Vi…I don't think I've asked, do you like my friends?"

"Mmm…love them…" I said, smiling at my Yara.

"Want me to get you from behind so you can watch Vi and Em, Wendy?" Yara said, squirting a bit of lube onto the dildo.

Wendy giggled. "That would be fun. Emma, make our new girl come, will you? And, if you can, try to not make her too exhausted for later on…"

Emma didn't acknowledge the comment, she just dove face-first into my pussy and licked me, her mouth enveloping my vulva with zero hesitation. I felt a surge of sensation that I don't think I'd ever felt before, because I don't think I'd had someone as passionate or skilled as Emma eat my pussy before.

Yara bent Wendy over the other arm of the couch, and did not hesitate in getting to work on her. I couldn't see the strap-on, but Wendy's expression told me Yara went deep right away.

"Fuck…oh god…" Wendy panted.

I wasn't paying attention to Wendy much, I was fully focused on Emma and how she ate me out. Her tongue worked in deep and firm circles, and her nose and mouth worked with them. She wasn't just licking at me, she was exploring every part, her hands moving to hold the lips open. Maybe I was just imagining she treated oral sex like a science experiment, but her exploratory skills were unmatched.

"Oh my god, Emma, you are so…fucking good at that." I said, running my nails over her scalp, encouraging her.

She looked up for a second, her glasses still on. "Well…I eat a lot of pussy."

"God…well, eat my pussy as much as you want, please."

Emma winked at me, then went back to work, moving from circling my pussy to fucking me with her tongue. Her mouth pressed up against my sex, and I felt her teeth against me, which only added to the sensations.

"I knew it…I knew you'd fall for Emma in a second, Vi." Yara said, looking over Wendy's head, not stopping the relentless fucking she was giving her.

"You were…very, very correct." I said.

Wendy reached around and held Yara's ass as she got pounded by her friend. "Oh my god, Yara…that…fuck that feels so fucking good…keep going…"

"You missed me, didn't you, Wendy?" Yara said, slapping Wendy's ass hard, which caused me to tense up in reaction to how good that probably felt for her.

"Like you wouldn't even believe…" Wendy said, looking back, her face red.

"By how much you're dripping down your thighs, I can believe it at least a bit." Yara laughed.

My mind was split between the delicious fucking I was getting from Emma and how Wendy's eyes fluttered at the comment Yara made. It was the right combination of hot and loving, a sort of passion I wasn't used to.

I honed my focus on Emma, as I wanted to fully enjoy our first time together. I looked down at her face buried in my lap, her cheeks wet with my slickness, her tongue lapping at me.

"I think…I'm…" I didn't need to get it out, as my orgasm had been building up so quickly and intensely I could barely finish the sentence before I began to come, the waves of orgasm hitting me with a force I didn't expect, the first orgasm of many I was sure.

"Oh, you definitely are…" Emma pulled her face back and instantly stuck three fingers inside of me, spreading me open as my pussy contracted around her fingers. She watched her hand intently as she made me roll right into a second orgasm without a moment of cooldown.

"I think our Vi likes you a lot, Emma…" Wendy said. I was glad someone else said something as I couldn't talk, the only words I could make were nonsensical babblings of how good I felt.

"And I think I like her…" Emma said, gently pulsing her fingers inside of me, looking at me with a grin. This woman was something from another dimension.

"You gonna show Vi up by how hard you're gonna cum for me, Wendy?" Yara barked, slapping Wendy's ass hard again.

"Oh, I think I can give you a good run for your money…" Wendy laughed.

"It's not about who's going to cum the most, it's about who makes it feel the best." Emma said.

"I think it's about fucking each other as much as we can stand, but the orgasms help…" Wendy smiled. She arched her back to let Yara in more, and Yara took the opportunity to do just that. She bent over more and got as much force behind the strokes as possible, her body pressing Wendy further into the armrest, her hands gripping Wendy's hips tightly.

Wendy's eyes widened at the change, and it seemed she was about to go. "Fuck!" Wendy screamed, and she reached down to grab Emma's ankles. Emma turned around, lying down against me, to watch Wendy's orgasm.

I held on to Emma as I watched Yara fuck Wendy hard. My orgasm had subsided, and I could watch Yara go at Wendy in earnest. Yara grabbed onto Wendy's hips, her fingernails digging in. The look on Wendy's face was pure bliss as her skin reddened and her orgasm crested. Wendy's big tits shook with every single thrust of Yara's dildo, and I almost couldn't resist the impulse to get underneath her and suck them.

Wendy screamed and dug her fingernails into the couch. Yara laughed, knowing full-well that Wendy's orgasm was not just powerful, but very, very long. Emma watched with her hand resting on my pussy, her fingers lazily rubbing me in a circle.

"Wendy has…very, very hot orgasms." Emma said, her attention held. I played with her tits a little, but wanted to also focus on watching Wendy go over the top.

"Come for me, Wendy….show Emma and Vi how fucking hard you can come…" Yara said.

"FUCK!" Wendy said, "ohhhhh, Yara…." Wendy screamed. She arched her back hard and her ass stuck up, the most gorgeous part of her on full display for her two spectators. Her dark nipples were hard as pebbles, and her body strained as Yara thoroughly slammed into her.

"That's…wow…" I said. Emma and I had not moved since Wendy had begun to come, the force of Yara's thrusting having held us in place. I had felt it a bit as Emma laid on me, her hand still pressed to my pussy, my thighs loose and warm.

"Mmm…oh…fuck…god, Yara…" Wendy said, her body finally relaxing, a smile spreading across her face. She took her hand and whipped her hair behind her ear as she squeezed every last bit of pleasure out of the moment that she could.

Yara bent over and kissed Wendy's neck. "Good?"

"Oh, yes…god I'm going to need some recovery time. I'm gonna feel this one for the rest of the evening." Wendy laughed, leaning forward and pulling herself off of the dildo. "You should definitely get that thing into Vi right now, though, she would love it, I'm sure."

Yara looked at me as she stepped away from Wendy to give her space to move. "Yeah? You game, Vi?"

I knew it would be intense, but the swagger of Yara had made me practically beg for it. "Oh…why not." I said. I kissed Emma on the neck. "Is it OK if she pounds me before I eat you out?"

"Absolutely," Emma said, sitting up. "Because it's going to turn me on that much more to watch her destroy you."

"Fuck…" I said, my head spinning as I felt like the entire world of sexuality was revealed to me at that moment. Yara stood there, the harness wrapped around her waist, the strap on glistening.

"Hey bestie, wanna fuck?" Yara said, a Cheshire Cat grin on her face.

"Just come here and do it…" I said, not wanting the games anymore, just wanting to feel Yara fuck me.