The Focus Group Ch. 02

Marissa pressed play and turned up the volume. The video had been stopped in the moments just before Nigel climaxed and Marissa was suddenly entranced, watching herself sliding him in and out of her mouth, looking up into his eyes to take in his ecstasy.

She pressed the pause button and looked April in the eye. "Did you enjoy watching us, April?"

The girl blushed crimson up her neck and cheeks and said nothing.

"I asked you a question. Did you enjoy watching us? You must have, if you wanted to keep a little memento like this. Were you going to get yourself off at home after work watching this or had you already taken care of that?"

Embarrassed, April looked up shyly. "I was touching myself while I watched you, and then I was going to finish myself off after I refilled the snack bar. I hope you're not too angry. Please don't say anything to my boss. I really need this job."

"Oh, don't be so serious," Marissa said, taking a step forward and handing the phone back. "I don't want you fired. I just want to know if you're a righty or a lefty."

"Sorry, I ..."

"Which hand, sweetie? Which was it down there?"

The girl presented her right hand. "That's better. May I hold it?"

She nodded, and Marissa gently drew the hand to her breast and placed it there, allowing April to cup it from beneath. Marissa instantly felt her nipple stiffen beneath the lace of her bra. "Do you like that, April?"

The girl trembled a little. "Yes," she said in a throaty whisper.

"I thought you might. How about this?" Marissa took the hand again, placing the palm to her mouth and giving it a long lick until she reached the tip of April's middle finger, where she tasted the salty tang of the girl's aroused pussy.

"Oh, my God ..." April said, her eyes closing as Marissa sucked the entire finger into her mouth, then sliding it slowly back out.

"That's what I was doing to his cock while you watched, April. While you were fingering yourself. Did you slide your finger all the way into your pussy?"

"Mm hmm..."

"Do you still want to get off?"

"Oh, yes ..."

"Good. Then come with me."

Marissa took her hand and led her back into the lounge. "April here has a confession to make," she said to Nigel, then looking at the girl as a prompt to spill her story.

"I'm sorry, but I was watching you earlier when you two were ... you know."

"What? Oh, my God. I knew that was a mistake."

"It's OK. She's here to make things right, aren't you April? Do you have a key to lock that elevator so no one can come up?"

"Yes, but I'm only supposed to use it in case of emergency."

Marissa led her in the direction of the elevator. "Then why don't we just pretend that something terrible has happened. We won't be long, I promise."

April inserted a key from her ring into a discrete keyhole to the side of the elevator buttons and returned.

"Good. Now please show my friend and me what you were doing while you were watching us."

"I ... I can't."

"Oh, now, sweetie. I'm sure that's not true. Maybe if I provide some additional inspiration." Then to Nigel, "You won't mind, will you?"

Nigel smiled and shifted in his chair, suggesting that his cock was growing hard once more. Another good sign.

"My dear, I have a feeling that I lost control of this situation the moment I said hello to you. Please carry on."

Marissa winked at him and grinned. "Good answer."

With that, she reached around to her hip and untied the skirt, letting it fall to the floor and revealing the nearly transparent thong she had chosen for the journey. She then sat back in her club chair with one leg thrown over the arm.

"OK, April. You're on, sweetie."

"I ... I'm ..."

"Mmmm... I'm getting even wetter thinking about watching you. And my friend here, I have no doubt he's already hard as a rock just thinking about it, aren't you."

"Getting there. Please go ahead."

"Maybe if I show her just how wet she's getting me she'll be more inspired," she said to Nigel.

"Perhaps," Nigel said, again adjusting for the room his cock was now taking up in his trousers.

Marissa then locked eyes with April as she ran both hands from her knees up to the top of her thighs, where she then took her right middle and index fingers and slipped them under the lacy material of her thong, moving it to the side and exposing her smooth, moist pussy lips to the girl. From Nigel she heard a low moan of approval, and cut her eyes to the side to catch side of him unzipping his trousers to again release his hardening shaft.

April's jaw went slack and her eyes glazed over as she watched Marissa trace the outside of her labia with a long, manicured fingernail, and it was just a few moments before April's right hand trailed down her belly and under the waistband of her pants.

"Why don't you sit and get comfortable, April? We're all friends now. No need to stand," Marissa said, now trailing her middle finger up and down her wet slit and enjoying the slippery excitement. April immediately complied, quickly pulling her pants and panties down over her knees and sitting in another club chair, her knees wide and her two middle fingers plunging deep into her pussy.

"Ooohhhh, my God ... You two are so hot," she said as her eyes rolled back and the lids fluttered.

"You're one to talk," Nigel murmured, his hand casually crazing his firm shaft as he shifted his gaze back and forth between the two women. "Today seems to be my lucky day."

Marissa finally gave into desire and slipped a moistened finger deep inside her pussy as her hips thrust up to meet it. "Oh, darling, you have no idea."

She couldn't help but grin. She was sure Nigel now thought she was completely without shame or modesty, but the truth was that the prospect of something unknown like her trip to New York City, something that held the potential of being so very out of her comfort zone, had freed her mind and her libido to create this unusual opportunity. Truthfully, her only other experience that could have been described as involving a group had been in college during a weekend trip to a friend's parents' Jersey Shore house.

The place was crowded that weekend, forcing her and her boyfriend at the time to share a bedroom with another couple. When she awoke to find their roommates engaged in a spirited sixty-nine, she couldn't help but quietly wake her lover so he could share in the show. As they watched, the other couple unaware, they had stealthily used their hands to pleasure each other, keeping their eventual orgasms as quiet as possible. She remembered how the two of them were at a loss as to how they should handle his cum-spattered belly and chest, finally deciding that cleaning up with one of their neighbors' t-shirts that had been tossed on their bed would be an evil sort of thank-you.

But this ... this truly broke new ground. And knowing that all participants were aware of each other and in full view only increased the level of excitement. It seemed to be having the same effect on her new friends.

Just convincing April to join in was a tremendous turn on, and Marissa felt the waves coming over her telling her just how hot the sight of the young woman pleasuring herself really was.

"Mmm ... April, your pussy is lovely. Are you close?"

"Uh huh ..." she moaned. Her hips had begun an orbital gyration against her fingers, her ass rising off the chair now as she focused on her clit.

"Me too. I want you to open your eyes so you can watch me cum for you, OK?"

Marissa had become a mistress of the subtle orgasm, not always requiring the manic thrusts in which April now engaged, so she stayed still and focused on her counterpart, delicately rolling her clit under her middle finger and feeling the excitement build. She really was almost there, but she was staying as reserved as possible both to tease April and to keep Nigel from losing himself. She had other plans for him.

"Almost there, sweetie ..." she suddenly heard herself moan. "Look at me."

April's gyrations continued, harder still, and she opened her eyes on Marissa's command. "Oh, my God ... so close. So ... close."

"That's it. Stroke that clit for me. Yes, baby ..."

"Aaaaaahhh. Yes ... cum, please!" April's ass was high off the chair now, her pants and panties in a tight bunch around her ankles as she thrusted.

Marissa finally let herself go and squeezed her swollen clit tight between two fingers, rubbing vigorously now. "Mmmmmm ... yes, yes, yesssss, YES!"

Her head rocked back against the chair and her hips to thrust upward again and again into her fingers, the room filling with their mingled moans and shouts of delight.

"Oh, dear God ..." Nigel muttered. Marissa cut her eyes sideways as she recovered, her breathing still hard, to watch his hand more vigorously working his cock. She couldn't imagine how he withstood the simulation, but he had, and she felt he deserved a reward.

"April, I think my friend here needs some release after watching that performance. Can you do me a favor and take care of him?"

Nigel gave her a questioning glance as if to ask permission. She simply glanced in April's direction, wordlessly encouraging him to take advantage of this wonderful – and exceedingly rare – opportunity. April, too, as she gasped through the aftereffects of her orgasm, looked to make sure it was OK. Marissa simply grinned. "However you want it, honey."

April then locked eyes with Nigel. "I want to taste that cock."

He gazed back, removed his hands from his shaft and opened himself to her. "Whenever you're ready, my dear."

Watching April move toward him, she realized she often didn't have the opportunity to use the word "lunged" in everyday speech, but that's exactly what April did when she moved forward, her knees hitting the carpeted floor, and engulfed Nigel's delightful cock as he closed his eyes and reveled in the sensation.

"Aaaahhh, yes ..." he murmured, his right hand moving up to stroke the back of April's neck and hair.

As an added bonus, April's position now presented the girl's bare, orgasm-slicked pussy just within Marissa's reach. With her right hand, she continued to pleasure herself – carefully avoiding her now hypersensitive clit – while with her left she reached forward to caress April's perfect ass. Upon registering Marissa's touch, April moaned again, releasing Nigel from her mouth just long enough to look back and register her approval.

Marissa had only ever had this point of view in porn, and having it now in real life was wonderfully surreal. April's primal, womanly scent wafted up into her nose, and she breathed in deep before leaning in to more easily slide her finger along the girl's ass crack, graze it over her tight anus and delicately over her pouting pussy lips. April moaned on Nigel's cock, and Marissa took that as encouragement to continue.

For his part, Nigel was obviously enjoying himself. Marissa wondered what must be going through the man's mind right now. She'd noticed early on that he wore no wedding ring, so she doubted he was relishing the forbidden thrill of adultery. But at the same time, in spite of his charm and good looks, she imagined this wasn't something that would happen to him every day – if ever before.

"Hey, there," she whispered. Nigel opened his eyes and saw her, his eyes widening when he saw what she was up to. "Having fun?"

He shuddered suddenly as April gave his cock a long, slow suck, the head emerging from her lips with a pop. Then he smiled as she took him in again. "A bit, yes."

She pouted theatrically. "But I feel so left out. I think I'll have to join you two."

"Please, don't let me stop you. She seems like she'd be quite agreeable to it, don't you think."

Marissa laughed low and soft. "I do."

As she watched April's head bobbing in Nigel's lap, she turned her hand to allow her fingertips to slide along April's pussy and reach to just below her clit, where Marissa began to slowly tease. April gasped and moaned, her hips rocking back trying to make the most of Marissa's touch. She let her fingers slide over April's pussy lips a few times, and with the next thrust allowed her two middle fingers to slide easily inside her. April whimpered and increased her speed, now forcing herself back onto Marissa's fingers as she sucked Nigel deep.

Marissa was impressed by April's ample lubrication, which now coated her fingers and spread all around her pussy lips. She decided to take advantage of the situation and try some out-of-the-box thinking, laying her thoroughly moistened thumb over April's tight asshole and gently swirled it over the opening. The move elicited a deep, affirmative moan from the girl, who increased the speed of her backward thrusts until Marissa couldn't help letting her slippery thumb slide all the way in. She released Nigel's cock from her mouth and gasped high and long.

"You just slipped a finger into her bum, didn't you?" Nigel asked. Marissa just smiled and nodded, pressing her fingers and thumb in deeper as April engulfed Nigel once more. He smiled back. "Naughty girl."

His eyes then widened as he moaned and rolled his head backwards. "And it seems to be working, too. I don't know how much longer I can hold out."

"That's what I want to hear," Marissa purred. "I think our girl's pretty close, too."

Marissa sped up her manipulations, curling her fingers inside April's pussy to better stroke the sensitive interior walls. With that April's ass and pussy tightened simultaneously and the girl cried out as she jerked Nigel's cock.

"Oh ... fuck ... Jesus ... fuck ... don't stop!"

"Ah, yeah... that's it, girls," Nigel grunted. "Here it is!"

Marissa watched Nigel's hips thrust forward and his hand run through April's hair as the girl engulfed him again and pressed her hands against his thighs to keep him from plunging his cock down her throat. Marissa could feel the girl's pussy contracting hard with her orgasm as she listened to April moaning and slurping on Nigel's shaft, milking him of his seed as the last sensations of her climax rippled through her.

"Ah, yes. That was lovely," he said to April after she finally released his shaft. Then to Marissa, "And nice work there yourself, ma'am."

Marissa let her fingers slip out of April as the girl turned to sit on the carpet between them and wiped the overflow from Nigel's cum from her chin. "Whew! You two are the best thing to happen on this job since I've been here. When are you coming back?"

Marissa thought how nice it would be to have someone so happy to see her upon her return. She looked deeply into April's eyes and placed the fingers still slick with the girl's juices into her mouth, giving them a long, slow suck to clean them off.

"Just a few days, sweetie. Maybe we can work something out. But I'm not quite finished with our friend, here," she said, cutting her eyes in Nigel's direction.

"Lucky," April said, standing to pull her uniform back together.

"Lucky, indeed," Nigel said. "I just hope my heart can stand it."