Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

One Little Moan: 12

"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 ghe was playing at, she was far too slow

to keep up with. Sara's mouth caught hers then, and this twhen she kissed, Taylor kissed her back, and their

tongues started to dance.

"| told her that I'd never been in a threesbefore, 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

tthough, it wasn't just two men grinding on her. This tthey 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 shthat

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 tthere 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

tto 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 seethis 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."

"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... | don't know if | 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 ca 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 tin 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 cupon 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.

"Fuckright fucking there. Unnnnhhhh... Don't you dare stop. Don't you dare fucking stop." Her hips rocked

back in tto 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 shthan 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 becpart of their sick games instead of laying there like

the pervert she knew she was, deep down.