Little White Lies Ch. 16

"Fug," Chase grunted.

Jessie felt warmth hit her wrist, grinning as she turned to see his mostly-erect cock spasming weakly, piddling bursts of cum flying out and landing in the cool puddle already decorating his stomach.

"Good boy," she cooed, stroking until he'd finished.

She brought her hand up to lick it clean again, but then thought better of it and began to wipe it on his chest, thinking that that would be more in line with what was expected. Chase was busy catching his breath and drinking in the sight of his wife being railed in front of him.

After several minutes of guttural noises, Nicole finally fell silent as Dex slowed. Tenderly, he lifted her up after sliding out of her, then laid her down on the couch on her side. Lifting her top leg, he straddled the lower one and flipped the head of his cock back and forth across her slit, her eyes opening wide as she looked down.

"God... fucking tease," she whined. Turning her head, she looked around, her gaze settling on her husband. She reached out toward him with one hand as Dex pushed into her, her eyes rolling back into her head and her fingers grasping at nothing. "So fucking... good," she moaned.

Jessie smiled, loving the rare form that her boyfriend was in that evening. She was so extremely proud of him that she could hardly stand it.

Vicky came into view, moving from Jessie's right to the left, walking over toward Nicole and Dex as he started to fuck into her again.

"Listen bitch," she began. "I'm going to take my cock back or I'm just going to make use of your mouth until I get my turn."

Jessie giggled, looking at Chase and seeing the approval in his eyes.

Nicole gurgled unintelligibly in response, and Jessie took the opportunity to slide up off the couch, waving playfully at Chase before turning and walking over to where Dex was smiling, still sawing his massive organ in and out of the poor thing.

"Mine," Vicky said, playfully tugging at Nicole's arm.

The spent thing giggled half-heartedly but was obviously unable to do anything about her current situation.

"Come on," Jessie urged, sliding her arms underneath Nicole's torso and lifting. She sat down on the couch where Nicole had just been and helped to get her up and into her arms. Cradling her, she smiled and kissed her forehead as Nicole closed her eyes and curled her legs up under her, nuzzling Jessie's neck and clutching at her like a child.

Dex smirked, but then after a quick kiss on Nicole and Jessie's foreheads, he turned and grinned at Vicky.

"I changed my mind," Vicky said, grinning playfully and stepping back. "I don't need any."

"Oh?" Dex asked. "Is that right?"

The blonde giggled and nodded, stepping back as he stood up. She bumped into the coffee table in the middle of the room and smirked, stepping to the side as he moved toward her.

"No thank you," she said, slapping his hands away. He managed to secure one around her left wrist though and pulled her close. Laughing, she slapped him on the arm as he kissed her, then pushed him back and tried desperately to break his grip.

"Nope," she said. "No Vicky for you."

Dex laughed, shaking his head and pulled her to him again. She giggled and pushed back, playfully slapping at him, then briefly succumbing to him and kissing his lips. A second later, she pushed him back, then surprised everyone that was able to watch by slapping him in the face.

Laughing, she danced back out of his grasp, but then giggled mischievously.

"Now you have to punish me," she said, levelling her gaze at him.

"Wouldn't that mean I just take my girlfriend and go home?" he pointed out.

Vicky immediately scowled, crossing her arms in front of her.

"You ready?" he asked, looking at Jessie and smiling.

"Hey..." Vicky whined. "Don't be mean! I'll be good! Pinkie promise." She promptly held out her pinkie for him, as if he really were meant to clasp it in his own.

"Nope, no Vicky for me," he said, glancing at her and rolling his eyes.

"Aww, baby," she purred, her tone softening quickly as she slid to her knees. "You know I need it."

Dex chuckled and moved forward, joining her on the ground and sliding down between her legs as she fell back onto the carpet. Soon, her yelps of pleasure were filling the den. By that time, Nicole had recovered enough to be able to watch the fun, though she still clung to Jessie like a scared child.

"You okay?" Jessie asked quietly, stroking her hair.

"God yes," Nicole whimpered. "Thank you for looking after my husband."

Jessie kissed her on the forehead silently, turning to watch as Dex flipped Vicky over onto her knees and grabbed two handfuls of her hair.

"Oh my fuck...ing...God..." Vicky cried as he began hammering into her again, his fists pulling her head back and forcing her back to arch.

Sweat coated both of their bodies, the vision of sex before the others the purest definition of arousing. She seemed to be constantly cumming for several minutes while the other four watched, and finally the two fell silent, sliding down to the floor in a heap.

Nicole turned, briefly smiling at Jessie and kissing her on the lips before she slid from her arms and moved over toward Dex again. Leaning over, she took his cock into her mouth and caused him to gasp in surprise.

Without saying a word, she began to suck and slurp at him once more, working her hand up and down his shaft. She didn't stop until he finally started to cum, her mouth filling with his warm spunk until it spilled out the sides. She gulped, swallowing what she could, but didn't stop stroking and sucking until he'd finished.

Then, smiling confidently, she stood, walked over to Chase, and reached out for his hand.