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I shimmied out of my dress and bra as quickly as I could and got back on Brian’s lap. He’d removed his trousers and I was only separated from his rock-hard cock by the thin fabric of his underpants.
“Spread your legs again,” he said, already pushing them apart with his hand.
I repositioned myself exactly as I had been and he moved his hand back to my tit and the other into my pussy. Thrusting two fingers in and out of me, he started to suck on my tits, alternating between them and slobbering across them, groaning and panting as he did.
“Fuck, I’ve wanted to do this for a long fucking time, Katie. These pretty little tits of yours in my mouth.” He licked obscenely across my nipples, tongue lolling across them, utterly unconcerned that he was being witnessed by four of his friends as his fingers continued to move steadily in and out of me, the sticky sounds letting everyone in the room know that my pussy was loving every second of this.
He suckled and bit my tits and nipples for several minutes before raising his head, grabbing the back of my neck and forcing his mouth onto mine, his hot, wet tongue probing deeply past mine and down my throat. I almost gagged from the pressure and from the sick feeling that Brian Cleaver’s tongue was in my mouth. He kissed me brutishly for another couple of minutes, our combined spit running down my chin and pooling between my tits as his fingers stabbed relentlessly in and out of my pussy and his cock jerked up against my ass.
Finally, he pushed me away. “That’s enough for now. Who wants her next?”
I realised to my horror that I was going to be passed around each of them for a turn and that each was going to get the chance to enact whatever fantasy they’d been imagining with me for years.
Tony spoke first, “Me. I want a fucking go. Get your ass over here, Katie.”
There was a groan of disappointment from Keith that he’d not spoken up fast enough. I walked over to Tony, painfully aware of the five sets of eyes watching my naked body as I moved across the room.
Tony was sitting spread-legged on one of the other sofas. When I reached him, he instructed me to stay standing, but to put one foot up on the sofa. I obeyed and then instantly realised that this gave him a perfect view of my splayed pussy. I felt a rush of cool air flutter across it. That same cool air had made my nipples stiffen completely, wet as they were from Brian’s attentions. Forcing my thighs further apart with his legs, Tony shunted to the edge of the sofa, his face inches from my slit.
He breathed in deeply, ostentatiously. “Pretty little Katie’s pretty little cunt in my face at last. This has been a long time coming, hasn’t it Katie? All those years of you swanning around, thinking you’re too good for the likes of me, but here you are, sticky little snatch spread wide open for me.” He growled with pleasure and I swear I felt the vibration of it directly on my clit.
“Put your hands on the back of your head, I want you fully on display, tits and cunt.” I wobbled slightly as I did this and he grabbed each of my thighs in his big hands. “Steady there, Katie,” he chuckled. “Are you getting all of this, Eric? Those hard little nips of hers in focus?” he asked.
Turning my head, I realised that there was a very professional-looking video camera set up on a tripod, filming everything.
“I’m quite the amateur photographer, Katie,” Eric sniggered. “And yes, Tony, I’m getting all of this, don’t you worry.”
My heart sank. There was no getting out of this now.
Tony said, “OK, let’s give Eric something worth filming, shall we? Katie, why don’t you ask me nicely to take a proper look at this lovely little pussy of yours?”
I gulped, face yet again red with mortification as I whispered “Tony, please would you take a look at my pretty little pussy?”
“Louder, Katie,” said Eric crossly.
“Yes Katie, say it louder, tell me exactly how keen you are to show me your pussy. Your nice, wet, greedy little pussy.”
Raising my voice, I said, “Please Tony, please let me show you my greedy, wet little pussy. I’ll be such a good girl if you do.”
“Very nice,” he said approvingly. “And what a pretty little pussy it is. All smooth, like this.”
His voice was low and smooth and almost hypnotic. I found myself wanting his approval, wanting to please him. It felt so hot to be so exposed to him like this. I felt my nipples somehow getting even harder. My pussy was so fucking wet and Tony could see it all.
He brushed the back of his hand softly from my belly button until his little finger stopped just above my clit. I had jerked at his initial touch on my skin and my legs started to shake as he left his hand there, wondering what he was going to do next.
Flipping his hand over, he started to gently stroke my hairless mound, soft, featherlight strokes with the tips of his fingers. He gazed at my pussy intently the entire time, watching my hips start to push towards him involuntarily, craving more of his touch.
“Do you like this, Katie?” he asked, softly. “Do you like showing me your wet little kitty, whilst I touch you?”
“Yes, Tony.”
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