Little White Lies Ch. 10

Moving quietly behind the three, she went and made sure that the camera Donna had set up was on and hit record. It would only be a static shot of the bed, but it was better than nothing, since they didn't really have anyone available that could record it by hand.

Holding her head in place for a good five seconds, Dex glanced over at Jessie as she turned to look at the three again and stifled a laugh as he saw the strap-on that she was wearing. She offered him a grin and a playful wink, then stepped up to join them.

Donna whimpered, looking over at Jessie as she presented the ridiculously large strap on dildo and pushed it at her lips. The hideous thing felt like it was made from rubber, and was purple, of all colors to make a cock. It was just as long and thick as Dex was, which was something he hadn't expected, judging by the look of surprise she'd seen on his face.

John took the opportunity to grab a clump of Donna's hair and pull it tight in his hand, then used it to pull her lips around Jessie's strap on; it was an interesting sensation for her, to say the least. She saw Donna whimpering and fighting to get the dildo in her mouth, but felt nothing of her friend, only the deliberate pressure from the protrusion's nubs pushing against her clit and pussy.

Yanking back, John brought her face back over to him for a few seconds, then let Dex have her. She looked over as her boyfriend pulled hard on Donna's head, driving his very big and very real cock into her throat again. He held her tight again, until a strangled gurgle escaped her throat, and she gagged, then coughed. He let her up, but then ran the head and underside of his cock across her face, coating it with the saliva and mucus it had dredged up as she spat it out. Moaning, she gasped for air for a second, but then shook her head and turned around, clambering up to the head of the bed in a show of being scared. Jessie stifled a giggle of amusement, knowing that this was Donna's fantasy and Jessie was determined to play her part and not ruin it for her.

"Get your ass back here, cunt," John said, reaching down and slapping her hard on the ass. He hit her with a glancing blow, and partway on a lingerie covered part of her butt, but it still echoed with a loud smack and drew a whimper of pain from her.

She watched as Dex moved around to resume his position at her head, grabbing two handfuls of her hair this time and jamming his cock into her mouth. She then observed Donna for a few seconds, reaching down to slide a finger inside and scoop out some of her gooey wetness. She was extremely turned on by all this, despite her attempts to appear non-cooperative.

She saw the black cock-ring around Dex's shaft as he plunged into Donna's mouth, then looked and saw John sporting another of the set. Grinning, she knew they were in for a long session that evening.

John yanked his girlfriend up by her hips, forcing her into a sitting position and then pulling her back against him, his cock pushed up between her butt cheeks. He cast a quick glance at Jessie and winked, then brought his hand up and back down on her ass quickly, a loud thwack echoing from the impact.

A sharp cry of pain from Donna was forced into a gurgle as Dex plunged his meaty cock back into her mouth again, his hands still holding two clumps of her hair and driving her down repeatedly on him. As he pulled out again, he looked over at Jessie, and she quickly decided to join him. Moving beside him on the bed, she made sure that she was sideways to the camera, and watched for a few seconds as Dex continued to face fuck her, then took the hair-holds from him and yanked her upwards, leaning down and kissing her, Donna whimpering pitifully.

"Stop pretending to hate it," Jessie said, then added, "filthy little whore." She briefly hesitated, not sure about her next move but then slapped Donna across the cheek. It was weaker than she'd intended, but still jarring.

Her roommate's eyes widened for the briefest of seconds and Jessie could see the pure arousal building there before she refocused and switched back to her look of fear and reluctance.

Grinning and feeling immediately more confident for the role that Donna had begged her to play, Jessie kissed her roughly again, then forced her head back down, the dark-haired beauty's lips finding the head of the strap on and letting it slide deep into her mouth and throat with a weak whimper of protest.

Still, she didn't want to hurt her friend, so she wasn't thrusting as hard as Dex or John had been. Donna didn't seem to notice either way, and after several gagging plunges, she was thrown back over to Dex, and Jessie moved around to pinch and pull at both of her best friend's nipples. She stifled a whimper of pleasure herself, the inserted dildo from the strap on harness was causing her to get more and more aroused. Each time she moved, it pushed or caressed her soft parts in the most delightful ways, and she could practically feel her pussy dripping.

John had begun to fuck her, and was timing his thrusts with Dex's, and as Jessie started tweaking Donna's nipples, her whimpers and moans turning more and more emphatic. Very quickly, Jessie saw her orgasm approach and build up, then slam into her as hard as John was doing. Her pussy contracted, letting out a spurting noise, followed by a gasp of release that was subsequently contorted into a gag of protest by Dexter's cockhead pushing into her throat.

John smacked her ass several times mid-orgasm, and Donna whimpered repeatedly, whether she had Dex's cock in her mouth or not. Leaning down and underneath her, Jessie briefly tried to suck on her friend's nipples, but the positioning was wrong, so she went back to pinching her nipples roughly and waiting for an opening.

"Underneath," John said, gesturing at his girlfriend and looking at Jessie for a moment.

She looked at him curiously, but then understood what he was suggesting, and nodded. It took some contorting, but she managed to slide underneath Donna, immediately grabbing and squeezing her friend's breasts, her mouth easily finding one and then the other.

"Fuck," Donna grunted, looking back behind her, then back down at Jessie.

"What's happening, whore?" Jessie asked, reaching up and wrapping her hands around Donna's throat.

She felt John doing something to the dildo, as it was moving oddly, and Donna soon shifted upwards so that she was sitting in Jessie's lap, though doing so forced her to let go of her throat.

"Fuuuuck," Donna moaned, looking down past her full breasts at Jessie. She slid down the dildo, whimpering in pleasure but then holding still for an odd second.

Looking down as she felt John's legs on her own, she saw him moving up behind his girlfriend again, his cock in his hand.

"Fuck this cunt's face," John said, offering her ass another loud smack as he worked his cock into her ass.

Donna's face contorted for a second, but looked like the uncomfortableness had passed, and soon she began to move up and down on Jessie. Looking up, she saw Dex moving back into face-fucking range and giggled as his testicles brushed across her forehead. She offered them a cursory, though affectionate, suckle before he lifted back up and forced Donna's face back onto his cock, his hands moving tentatively to her throat.

It took some time, but the four of them were able to work themselves into a rhythm, all of them eventually plunging into Donna at the right moment and causing her to make sounds that Jessie hadn't heard before.

Dex would thrust his cock completely into her throat causing her to make a gagging sort of gulp, that would contort into a strangled moan as John would thrust into her ass and Jessie would push her hips up, driving the strap-on into her best friend.

The stimulation proved to be too much for her to withstand for long, and she had another orgasm, which drug out over the course of several minutes. Jessie realized that it might have actually been two orgasms in rapid succession.

"Time to switch," Dex said eventually. "I want this cunt's ass."

Donna whimpered pitifully, shaking her head, and Jessie was shocked and proud to see Dexter slap her, drawing a whimper and cry of surprise.

"Did you tell me no?" he asked, grabbing Donna's face.

She shook her head immediately, and he smirked, then dropped his hand. The two men quickly switched places, and Jessie lost sight of her boyfriend as he moved behind Donna.

John moved up though, and Jessie giggled as he leaned down to kiss her for a moment, then knee-walked up until his balls were hanging above her mouth. Grinning, she moved up and sucked one of them into her mouth, then the other. This made him pull back a bit then, and she watched as he gripped the base of his average-sized cock with one hand, then ran a hand behind her head with the other and lifted. She arched her neck accordingly so that he could force his cock into her mouth like he obviously wanted.

She felt Dexter doing something to the strap on, but was pre-occupied with the delicious cock in her mouth, and only realized that Donna was fucking her again when the dildo inside herself sent ripples of pleasure coursing through her from her pussy.

John's cock thrust as deep as it could into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat and making her gag briefly before he forced his way past with a quick jolt.

"Good girl," he said, drawing a surge of happiness and arousal from her. He pulled free suddenly, though, and she frowned for a moment, then leaned up and took one of his balls into her mouth again as he forced Donna back down on him.

"Ffffuuuuuuck," she heard her roommate groan, and she guessed that Dex was sliding his cock into her ass. She certainly hoped he was being gentle and was using the lube that Donna had gotten.

The orb in her mouth slid free, and she took the opportunity to suckle the other, but then laid her head back on the pillow and watched in amusement as they bounced back and forth above her for a bit.

Donna was eventually pulled off of her, gently of course, and Jessie was able to sit up. She wished she'd been able to watch and film, so she could have seen what was going on, but they were filming it to watch later, so she'd find out eventually.

"Get over here," Dexter said, reaching out and taking Jessie's hand, then pulling her up.

She giggled but was forcibly spun around and saw Donna laying down in the same spot Jessie had been a few seconds before.

"Don't think you're getting out of this," John said, and Jessie realized that he'd been talking to her when she glanced over and saw him staring at her for a few seconds. "Get down there and eat," he ordered. She felt a wave of pleasure wash through her and moaned quietly, then quickly knelt back on the bed and buried her face between Donna's legs.

*****

Dexter

Earlier...

Feeling Jessie's mouth on his balls was a brief delight for him before he started throat fucking Donna again. She felt fucking incredible, and he couldn't get enough of completely submerging his cock inside her, then pulling it out only to plunge it completely back in. There was no resistance in her, and she willingly took his entirety in, again and again, her moans of pleasure filling the room.

After they built up a good rhythm, John in her ass, Jessie's strap-on in her pussy, and him in her mouth and throat, they fucked her like that for a good thirty minutes.

John cocked his head at him at one point and gestured to Donna's gorgeous, pale rump, and Dex grinned, then nodded.

Playing his part, Dexter felt a little silly as he spoke, but Donna's reaction was obvious. He could see how turned on she was and had to smile when she shook her head defiantly at him. Somehow, he could tell what she wanted, and raised his hand. For a brief moment, he saw the fire in her eyes, almost as if she were daring him. Bringing it back down, he slapped her, though harder than he'd intended. She whimpered pitifully at him, and he grabbed her throat.

After he played his part, he and John switched. He figured Jessie would move too, but she stayed put as John moved near her. He lost sight of the her as he moved around behind Donna and her voluptuous ass, and promptly forgot about anything else in the room but the sight of the dildo sliding in and out of her pussy. Grinning, he watched for a bit, then grabbed the bottle of lube that John had set aside.

Coating the head of his cock with some, he moved into position and pushed the head against the rose of her anus, then slowly slid in.

Her groan was low and guttural, and she turned, staring hard at him, her eyes rolling back in her head as he gently but deliberately plunged in. She only broke character once, nodding at him to continue after he'd stopped suddenly upon seeing her wince. After a few seconds, he was completely in her ass, and felt the odd sensation of the dildo pushing up through Donna and into his cock. He imagined another dick would feel just as weird.

Pushing the weird thoughts from his mind, he focused on the rippling flesh beneath his fingers, and how her ass cheeks shook when one of her three assailants thrust into her. He began to imagine that it was Jessie he was inside, and two other guys that were fucking her other holes but had to push the thoughts from his mind as his arousal surged from the fantasy.

Another half hour passed as he fucked her, drawing several more mind-erasing orgasms from the tortured brunette and leaving her completely and obviously at his whims.

He looked up, seeing John thrusting into Donna's face. Looking back up at him, John grinned and gestured to Jessie.

Dex knew immediately what he was wondering. Could they dominate Jessie like they were doing with Donna? He grinned, immediately okaying the idea.

Sliding his cock free of Donna's ass, he cleaned himself off with the wet-wipes that someone had thought of beforehand, then dried off the excess moisture with one of the hand towels that had been set close by. Taking the opportunity, he used another to clean Donna's backside up of juices and got her looking as delicious as ever.

John was pulling his girlfriend off of Jessie, gesturing to where she was laying. Dexter quickly moved back and grabbed her hand, yanking her up and telling her to, "Get over here."

John grinned as Donna lay down in Jessie's spot, then took Dex's cue and said, "Don't think you're getting out of this."

Jessie looked surprised for a moment, but then practically growled when she was told by John to eat his girlfriend's abused pussy. Dex smiled, watching as she dove between Donna's thighs and started to ravenously devour her pussy.

Briefly thinking about fucking Jessie, he elected to take a break instead and went to the kitchen, getting a couple of bottles of water and bringing them back. John was recovering as well, and Dex noticed that he'd taken off the cock-ring.

"You'd probably better take yours off for a while. You don't want to damage that motherfucker," John said.

Dex nodded and had read as much online when he'd looked up how to use one safely. Glad that he'd taken the opportunity to re-shave his pubic hair recently, he worked the black ring off and felt instant relief as the blood started to flow easier to his dick. Gripping it in his hand, he stroked briefly then heard John chuckle and looked over. He was holding his own, but the head was barely visible, peeking above his thumb. Dex smirked then looked down at his own, having a good length still visible past his.

"Fucker," John said with a grin. "You good with me fucking yours for a bit while you fuck mine?" he asked quietly, his face suddenly more serious.

The question hit him hard. It was the first time that someone had put words to what they actually wanted to do to Jessie. They weren't just tripping and falling into her, or accidentally getting a blowjob. John was asking his permission to have sex with his girlfriend, and it was Dexter's choice. "Hell yes, man. I am. Have fun with the little minx."

"You're a good man, brother," John said, offering him his elbow. He tapped it with his own and locked eyes with Jessie for a moment as she looked up at him. In that instant, she knew. He'd consented. An entire conversation passed between them in the blink of an eye, and his girlfriend knew that she was going to be fucked by another man, with her boyfriend's willing consent. Dexter's arousal was reaching dangerous levels.

"I'm gonna play this shit up," John said with a wry grin, then turned and moved to the bed behind Jessie. "Look at these two wretched fucking bitches."

Jessie was giggling at the banter, but Donna was writhing on the bed under Jessie's tongue, and the words only seemed to drive her closer to another orgasm. Spurred on by her reaction, Dex quelled the impulse to walk over and dive into the middle of the two. Instead, he moved up and stood watching the scene, trying to be mindful of the camera at the same time.

The two men looked down at Jessie for a minute, and she seemed to be totally focused on eating her best friend's pussy for the time being. There wasn't any delicateness or foreplay-esque tentativeness about what she was doing either.

Donna had one hand down, tangled up in Jessie's hair, pulling hard while a pained expression was on her face. Jessie was simply content to stare straight up at her friend, both arms wrapped under and around Donna's thighs, her cheeks pressed tight up against Donna's thighs and her head being moved from the vigorous wriggling her tongue must be doing, buried deep in Donna's pussy.

John leaned over, grabbing Donna's face for a second, then gently slapped her a few times, causing her to whimper.

"Is she eating your pussy good you slut?" he asked.

Donna moaned nonsensically in response.

Realizing he was just watching and not helping Dex kneeled back on the bed and reached over, pulling at Donna's nipple. John took the opportunity to grab the other and pulled along with him.

"Ohhhhh fuuuuuuuuu..." Donna cried out, her expression going pained again for a moment. Her head rolled back, along with her eyes, as she started to cum, her hips bucking wildly against Jessie as she fought to stay latched on and continue her energetic licking and slurping.

John let go of Donna's nipple, and Dex followed suit, then winced as John slapped one breast and then the other. Donna cried out weakly, her orgasm obviously benefitting from the stimulation. Grinning, John offered Dex a wink, then moved up and cradled Donna's head as she regained focus.

Whispering directly at her, John cradled her head and neck as she came, her orgasm seemingly almost frighteningly intense. He couldn't hear what John was saying but saw Donna nodding repeatedly and heard her weakly say, "God... yes, please, yes please."

"So, you want more?" John asked, his voice louder.

"Fuck... yes... please..." Donna said.

"Told you this gash was fuckin' good to go," he said looking back at Dex.

Determined to figure out how to play his part better, Dex bided his time and waited for his opportunity. After a few minutes, Donna seemed to have recovered enough to try and wrench Jessie's head away from her pussy, but Dex saw that his girlfriend wasn't having it, and repeatedly went right back to slurping at her best friend.

"Jesus, she's going to fucking kill me," Donna said, tears falling from her eyes as she finally stopped trying to fight Jessie off. "Fuck... that's so fucking good..." she said.

"What the fuck is this cunt crying for?" John asked.

"Hormones, dick," Donna spat, drawing a grin from her boyfriend in response.

"Bitch has a mouth on her," Dex said, drawing a glare from her.

"Oh... shit..." John said. "I think she's getting an attitude with us."

"Oh... hell no," Dex said, feeling like he was getting into the groove of things.