Chapter 59 Night

Chapter 59 Night
Amanda

Blue Night had arrived.

I had no bra or underwear on and was wearing tall thigh boots, a strapless minidress with a ruched one side to accentuate my curves. Those would not be necessary. I used a deep red lipstick to complete the look and opted for a lacy black kitten mask. With a middle parting, my dark hair appeared sleek and straight.

My boyfriend and I have been waiting for this night. Or rather he has, I'm pretty sure the thought alone would make me puke. However, James has been anticipating it happening, and I was curious, so I agreed. I got into his car and we drove off when he eventually showed up.

Two men sat down on one of the armchairs, one man riding the other's cock, the other man (was that Drew Riley, I wonder?) looking up at his partner with lust hazing his eyes, ecstatic. My boyfriend saw Drew at the same moment I did, from where I was standing. James’ hand moved from mine down to his crotch, readjusting himself.

Huge men were wandering around stroking themselves and searching for the next hole to stick their dicks into. Couples were having shit against the wall, on the floor, in the window seat, and on the desk. Three women were also having shit together. Each table had a bowl of condoms displayed like candy. The grunts, moans, and screams instantly made me damp between my legs, and the room was filled with the smell of latex and cum.

Xavier turned to look at us, well, at James. “Have fun,” he said with a sly grin, then ambled off and took a position in a wingback armchair near the fireplace, monitoring the festivities. A beautiful redheaded woman dressed in leopard print lingerie slinked closer and kneeled between his legs. She placed her cheek on his open thigh and said something to him. He lowered his head towards her for a moment, then looked away as if she didn’t exist.

James removed his mask and jacket, tossing both onto an empty chair next to the door. Most people here were naked and maskless. I recognized some faces from parties around campus, but I didn’t know anyone. I removed my own mask, and James started guiding me slowly toward the red velvet bed with a hand on the small of my back.

James whispered, “Remember, just like we normally do. Except for this time, we have an audience.”

I nodded, swallowed thickly, then walked closer to the center of the room. We stood at the footboard, and James grabbed me by the waist. He kissed me roughly, then began sucking down my neck to my chest. As he slid his tongue into my deep cleavage, I moaned but couldn’t even hear myself over all the noises within the room.

James found my zipper and slowly undid my sticky leather dress. I had to help him slide it down my body because it was so tight; it kept getting caught on my breasts and butt. Carefully unzipping one boot at a time, I teetered on a heel while still attempting to look sexy.

My pulse quickened as my naked body was exposed to a room of strangers. Someone behind me was staring. I tried to turn, but my head wouldn’t twist far enough to see who may be looking. James pulled my focus back to him with a kiss. I pressed into him to cover myself as much as I could.

Running my fingers up his bare chest and neck, I grasped his thick, blonde hair near the base of his skull. I helped him undress and dropped to my knees at the foot of the bed. His cock was already hard, probably from seeing Jackson fucking that other guy. The two of them finished with each other while James and I were just getting started.

Holding James’ dick with one hand, I swirled my tongue around the tip, tasting his pre-cum on my tongue. He placed a hand on either side of my head, pinning it back to the bed. From this angle, he could plunge in fully and did so. I had practiced deep-throating several times but wasn’t an expert. I teared up and gagged, drool running down the sides of my mouth around him.

Doing what we normally did together eased the knot in my stomach. It helped that no one seemed to be paying particular attention to us, too distracted by their own debased activities. My neck relaxed, and I could enjoy what I was doing.

James was saying things to me, but I could hardly hear him. “That’s it, baby, take it.” I breathed through my nose, trying to swallow him deeper.

Before he lost control, he quickly pulled out of my mouth and grasped me under my shoulders, hoisting me onto the bed. I splayed out for him on my back at the end of the mattress. Near the headboard, two men were split-roasting a woman. One man smacked her ass from behind, pulling her hair each time he thrust forward; the other stuffed his cock down her mouth.

James kneeled on the floor to eat my pussy. I never had an orgasm from oral. It was hard enough from actual sex, but that didn’t stop him from trying or me from enjoying it. My back arched like a cat as he took his first lick up my slit and settled to sucking, tongue pulsing on my clit.

I bit my knuckle to keep from crying out and turned my head to the side. When I did, I saw Xavier standing beside the fireplace, taking a sip from a double of amber-colored liquid, staring intensely at my face. As he swallowed, he pointed a finger at me with the hand that held his glass and winked. His shirt had been unbuttoned, exposing his insanely cut abs and a trail of dark hair leading below the waistline of his pants.

I tried to look away and back at James, grabbing his blonde locks and writhing my hips. He drove a finger into me, sucking on my clit. I shut my eyes until curiosity got the better of me and opened them again to see if Xavier was still looking.

He was.

This time, however, I was entranced by his gaze. As I humped James’ head and moaned, I kept my eyes locked on Xavier’s, showing him how much pleasure my boyfriend was giving me. Xavier stood motionless against the wall, one leg crossed over the other, his glass held low in one hand, the other holding his waistband.

Ever so subtly, Xavier opened his mouth, letting his tongue just graze over his bottom lip. At that vision and the fantasy that Xavier’s tongue could be grazing over my own lips right now, I came all over James’ face.

“Fuck, babe. I did it! You came!” James peeked up at me from between my legs, so proud of himself. I sat up as James stood to lean over for a kiss. I glanced to see if Xavier was watching, but he had disappeared from his spot.

James walked to a condom bowl nearby to grab one, then switched places with me, saying, “Fuck, I’m hard. Come ride my cock.”

He ripped open the package, and I straddled him while he slipped the condom on. He knew I never had sex without one. Squatting up and down a few times, I slid myself onto his waiting dick. I settled in, grinding my core against his pubic bone each time I sat down.

A hard body pressed into my back, and I sat up straight. Large hands tapped open James’ thighs and squirted a bottle of liquid. James smiled at whoever was behind me. I looked over my shoulder. Xavier was rolling on a condom, dribbling lube over my boyfriend’s ass. He began to finger fuck James who moaned beneath me, eyes half shut with pleasure.

Xavier pulled me back into his chest with his arm tight around my waist, leaned into my ear, and said in a low deep voice, “Mind if I join you?” He smelled of the deep woods, rugged and with a hint of whiskey. My stomach did a little flip.

Xavier continued his finger assault on James before James almost choked on his tongue while yelling, “Fuck, man! Oh my god, that feels amazing!” James had just been penetrated.

Xavier worked behind me, each thrust of his hips hitting my ass with a tiny smack of our skin, which sent sparks of electricity up my spine. He tightened the arm around my waist. With his other hand, he grabbed my neck, fingers spreading over my skin. Suckling on my ear lobe, he kissed down the column of my neck, pausing just over my carotid pulse. There he bit down before easing the pain with a swirl of his tongue, then taking my skin inside his mouth with more pressure. I ground my hips harder into James, gripping him with my thighs.

“Yeah, man, fuck me into her….” James said breathlessly to Xavier. Xavier pushed in harder, our skin sticking together each time. His hand holding my neck moved to grasp my round bottom, lightly patting it as if he were prepping it for a smack or just experiencing the weight of it.

At their president’s command, Jackson Riley and the man he had been fucking earlier came over to us and scooted into positions on either side of James’ face. Each knelt next to his head and stroked their hard cocks. Then, Jackson began to feed his dick to my boyfriend. After a few licks and sucks, James turned his head as the other man stuck himself in James’ mouth. James continued that way, suckling one, then the other, each man fondling himself when not occupying James’ mouth.

Xavier fucked James with vigor. He gripped my hips with his large hands as he did, pulling me close to his body. When I leaned into him, Xavier’s sweat coated my back. In a low voice, he spoke directly over my ear. “You see your boyfriend there taking all this dick? He loves it. He loves sucking cock, taking it up the ass.” Xavier pounded my boyfriend more to demonstrate as James moaned around Jackson’s dick.

James paused his sucking to look at me. “Oh, fuck, baby, I love cock in my ass. Fuck, I love cock.” Then he returned to his blowjobs. James looked to be in a heightened state of ecstasy, but whenever he would open his mouth to yell, Jackson stuck his dick inside. James sucked hard, looking Jackson in the eyes.

Xavier worked me by guiding my hips on James’ dick before whispering, “Pretty sure he’s not going to be bi after tonight…” I gasped. “He can’t fuck you like you need to be fucked. He’s not even going to make you come.” Xavier spanked my ass and drove into James with a punch of his hips.

“He-he made me come tonight,” I breathed, turning my head towards Xavier. My lips tingled at how close they were to his.

Xavier let out a soft chuckle, his warm breath tickling my mouth. “Oh, he did? You sure about that?” Xavier’s icy blue eyes turned dark as he narrowed his lids and raged into James.

“Fuck, man, fuck, you hit my spot… Oh, fuck!” James lifted his hips into me, filling the condom with hot cum.

Xavier yanked himself out of my boyfriend and ripped off his condom, throwing it to the floor. He picked me up by the waist off James’ spent dick, turning my body to face him. My legs naturally encircled his waist as his erection split my wet pussy lips. My arms latched around his neck for stability. Forced against the wall next to the bed, Xavier held my bent legs wide open with his rippled forearms. His intense eyes captured mine when he shoved his entire length inside of me.

I screamed. Xavier was so much bigger than any cock I had experienced. The fullness was shocking; I stretched further than I knew possible. Xavier moved like a madman, rapidly fucking me into the wall, burrowing his face into my neck. Perspiration formed on his sculpted back where my nails dug in, holding on for dear life as his body smashed into mine.

I glanced at the bed where James was recovering from his orgasm. Jackson had taken over Xavier’s place. He slid on top of my boyfriend, the two face to face, staring into each other’s eyes. They began kissing, and James let his hands caress Jackson’s back and head. The intimacy they shared made me look away and close my eyes.

“Open your fucking eyes,” Xavier growled at me. I did and met his severe expression. “You deserve so much more.”

I have no idea what he meant by that.

I could see exactly how powerful this man’s body was. Xavier had an intricate display of tattoos, some running up his neck and down his sculpted chest, with almost full sleeves on each corded arm.

Xavier saw me looking at his body and lifted the corners of his mouth. He dipped his head in a bob towards mine, backed away for a moment, looking at my lips as if reconsidering or making sure of his own mindful presence. Then, he claimed me with his mouth.

I tasted sweet bourbon as he sent his tongue on a mission to toy with mine. He sucked my lips, bit once, then plunged with his tongue like he was trying to get deeper inside me. My pussy pinched his thick cock, and the heat rose between my thighs. He stopped kissing to look where our bodies were joined and circled my clit with his thumb.

“He can’t make you come, but you will come for me.” He studied my face and then placed his forehead on mine. “You will always come for me… This pussy will be mine; I’ll own it. I’ll own you.”

I froze. Xavier wasn’t wearing a condom. He was the first man to ever enter me without one. The thought that he would spray his cum inside me, along with how his cock stretched me and the warmth of his gravelly voice, made me come so hard I almost fainted. It wasn’t just the one; I had a chain of orgasms, each leading into the next for what felt like minutes.

“That’s it… that’s my little bird. Come for me.” Xavier whispered, heated breath on my ear as I was rolling through pulsating waves of pleasure.

Xavier deepened and slowed his pumps, scooping his hips at the end of his thrusts. My entire body turned to liquid and almost oozed down the wall when he picked up his pace with deep plunges. I understood what was about to happen too late.

“No, no, wait—” I managed to whisper to him.

Xavier bit my neck, then sucked there just above my collarbone. He yelled into my skin as he spurted hot cum inside me. “Mmm, kitten. There’ll be no waiting with you. Fuck, you’re mine now.”

He pinned me harder to the wall and leaned in to kiss me. His lips were gentler, breaking with soft breaths in my open mouth. I tried not to kiss him back but gave in for a moment before dipping my chin to move away.

What have I done?