Traffic Girl - Juliet Ch. 22

"I want to suck your dick, John," Jess said.

"Jess, rack up another round, will you?" Melanie called out.

"Sure thing, Mel!" Jess said happily.

She worked quickly and looked up at me with a smile.

"This is when the real fun begins," she said.

I hadn't realized that the house had become a pressure cooker of sexual tension during the course of the evening, but that is exactly what had happened. Jess marched into the bedroom, only to find the other four girls already naked and twisted together like pretzels in the bed. Kat had her face buried in Rita's immaculate tits, while Juliet and Melanie furiously fingered each other while making out as they sat on their knees.

"Here are the goodies, girls," Jess said, setting the tray down on one of the night tables.

"Oh goodie!" Rita said, and they all giggled.

"Now, you, Mr. Cameron," Jess said, pushing a hand against my chest, "need to sit right here."

She forced me into one of the chairs in the sitting area near the TV and swiveled it so it had a direct view of the bed. She undid my pants and wriggled them down my hips. Then she stood up again, searched for and found a ponytail holder, and put her hair up.

"And I'm going to suck this beautiful dick until it's my turn to join the girl fun, okay?" Jess said.

"Okay," I said breathlessly.

It might have started low-key, but this evening exploded into a supernova of girl-on-girl action. At times, I shook my head at how my girls could still find new ways to push the heights of pleasure and indulgence to greater levels.

"You are such a good cocksucker," I grunted to Jess.

After a delay, during which she took my cock all the way in her throat and forced herself to gag, she looked up at me.

"I've practiced for so long," she said. "Giving good head is fundamental for a whore."

I pushed the back of her head down on me, and she willingly swallowed me again. Over on the bed, Kat and Rita were locked in their sensual embrace. Juliet and Melanie had moved into a sixty-nine. A few minutes later, just as my arousal had stretched out fully, Jess stood up and walked away. The sumptuous globes of her ass cheeks swished side to side as she approached the bed, and I admired her deep ass cleavage as she bent over and crawled onto the mattress. She engaged in a sloppy, three-way kiss with Kat and Rita until Kat put her feet on the floor and started to walk toward me.

My cock twitched visibly as she sashayed across the short distance to my chair. The light blue JJR tattoo next to her pussy lips still made me smile. Her breasts were still a bit larger than before, with thicker, perky nipples. Seeing her familiar, wired eyes made me excited. This was my Kitty Kat.

The last couple feet, she got on her knees and crawled to me. She bit her bottom lip and put her arms on my thighs.

"Daddy, when I was touching myself the other day, I was thinking about the very first time you fucked me," she said. "Do you remember?"

"Like it was yesterday," I said.

"How the first thing I did was lick your dick like this?" she said and gave a long slow lick up and down my shaft.

I smiled at her and nodded.

"And this?" she said as she cupped my balls.

"Fuck yes," I said.

"You owned me from the very first time you ever touched me, daddy," Kat said between slurps. "And you'll own me forever."

My head lolled back, and I closed my eyes.

"Jesus, Kitty Kat," I sighed. "I love you."

She didn't let up from her oral fixation. Her spit ran down my balls. I raised my head and looked toward the bed when I heard Rita's familiar orgasmic cry.

"I'm gonna squirt!" she yelled.

Rita and Jess were locked in the scissor position, kissing each other deeply while humping their pussies together furiously. The look frozen onto Rita's face -- one of equal parts uncontrollable pleasure and fierce determination -- betrayed her closeness and intent to explode, literally and figuratively. Jess had moved her hand between them and must have been fingering Rita's clit. It was all she needed. Almost immediately, she gave a hair-raising scream as a spray of juice shot up from her cunt. Her body convulsed as if in seizure, and she had a mind-bending orgasm. Kat had stopped blowing me so she could watch. Jess had a satisfied grin on her face as Rita collapsed against the bed.

And the sexual merry-go-round continued. Kat moved back to the bed, this time taking over for Juliet between Melanie's thighs. Rita recovered and set about returning the favor for Jess. Juliet stood up slowly and confidently and, with lascivious intent, walked over to me. Her smile lit up the room.

"My turn for that delicious dick," she said.

"Be my guest," I said, sliding forward slightly in the chair and cockily putting my hands behind my head.

Juliet swallowed my cock greedily and sucked me for about a minute before moving to my balls. She bathed them in her saliva and then pulled herself up onto my thighs. She ground her wet pussy against my leg.

"I'm so horny," she whispered. "I love having all of us together. I've missed it."

"Me, too," I said.

"The two-city split must be hard for you," she said. "I know how it is. Because of Stephen."

"It's harder than I thought," I admitted.

She reached down and began to stroke my cock slowly.

"Stephen is coming back to LA, by the way," she said. "I'm going to introduce him to Melanie."

"That's a good thing," I said, a slight doubt in my voice.

"He loves tall, skinny blondes," she said lightly. "I'm sure it will be fine. He's going to want ... time with me. With us."

"With us?" I said quizzically.

"Melanie and me," she said.

"I'm not surprised," I said. "Of course he does. He's a smart man."

"I think all of you should come back to LA," Juliet said. "It makes everything easier."

But we were interrupted when Melanie came over.

"Come to bed, baby," she said. "Kat wants you to team up on me."

"Only if you thank our host first," Juliet said with a smile.

"Of course," Melanie said. "How rude of me."

She bent down and kissed me.

"We really do need this dick back in LA," she said before joining Melanie on the floor.

They gave me a short, double blow job. I was getting close to cumming, especially as I watched Kat two lines of cocaine. She had picked up the mirror when she noticed I was watching her. She made a show out of doing the lines, her body shuddering as if in a mini-orgasm as each one penetrated her sinus membranes. She licked her lips as she used a finger to gather the remnants, then lay back on the bed and rubbed it across her pussy.

"You got so hard," Melanie observed as she let my cock free from her mouth.

"I think it's Rita's turn," Juliet said.

And the wheel turned again. Juliet and Melanie almost bounced into bed together, where she, Kat, and Jess became a tangle of limbs and hair. Before she came over to me, Rita picked up the mirror. I stared at her tits as she walked. They were so firm, so perfectly fitted to her body. My cock pulsed just watching them.

"This is what you want, darling, isn't it?" she said, setting the mirror on my lap.

I nodded. She passed me the straw, and I leaned forward to inhale two lines. When I finished, she took it back for herself.

"I'm going to give you the best view," she said.

Her voice was soft and husky. She had a teasing smile on her face, and her eyes danced as she looked at me. She fondled the straw before placing it up her right nostril. Her aquiline nose flared in anticipation. I dropped a hand down toward hard and cupped one of her breasts, which made her smile even more, and she gave a forceful inhale. The cocaine crystals disappeared in an instant. She threw her head back in pleasure and sniffed again.

"God, I love doing coke," she said. "Ever since my first line in college. It's absolute ecstasy every single time." She paused and dramatically snorted a second line. "But what makes it even better? Is how much you love that I love it."

"I do love it," I said, shifting a bit in the chair because my cock was uncomfortably hard underneath the mirror that sat on top of my legs.

"Kat and I were saying how desperate we are to go back to LA," Rita said. "We've been good girls for a while now again, and we're ready to indulge again. We want to party with these pornstars. It's no fair that you've had all the fun."

"It's not," I said, a lump in my throat. "It's not fair at all."

"We're going to plan that," she said. "But not right now. Because right now? I am going to swallow all that delicious cum that's waiting in your balls for me. I'm starving for it, daddy. I want to drink every bit of you."

Without giving me a chance to respond, Rita deep-throated my cock and sucked me with purpose. She really did want my cum. The relentless teasing that had been this five-way blow job was too much. I was on the periphery of the most enticing female orgy, finally getting over the hump of stimulation wasn't very difficult. Rita was relentless. Her saliva created intense friction with her mouth. She used her fingers to cup and stroke my balls.

"Fill my mouth, daddy," Rita said.

She barely had time to cover my cock with her lips again before I started shooting ropes of cum. My hips bucked in spasms so forceful they almost caused Rita to gag. But like a good girl she kept on me and finally pulled off with a close-mouth smile. Slowly, carefully she opened her mouth slightly. The load she held perilously on her tongue was massive, the result of brilliant edging by all the girls. Quickly, she swallowed, giving an extremely satisfied sigh as the creamy fluid flowed down to her stomach.

"That was so hot," she said. "I don't think you've ever cum that much for me."

"You're so fucking hot, baby," I said.

Rita got on her knees, then pushed herself up on my lap. I wrapped my arms around her, and she nestled the top of her head into my neck.

"That was good," she said, "but I really need you to fuck me. I want you in my pussy and ass. Just give me a good, old-fashioned reaming."

"Sounds like heaven," I said.

We watched the four girls in the bed trade orgasms. I could feel the juices leaking out of Rita's pussy, trickling down my legs as her arousal grew again. Jess got up and did a couple lines, and my cock stirred again.

"Take us back to California, baby," Rita said. "I miss it. I think it would be good for Katie, too."

"You want Katie to come with us?" I asked.

"She has to," Rita said. "I sense how you feel about her, John. She's going to become one of us, but we still have to make sure she gets better. We can't just leave her behind."

"I told her I loved her, Rita," I said.

"I might have guessed that," she said. "I could tell something was different."

"Are you mad?" I said.

"Of course I'm not mad," Rita said. "You and I have the same concept of love. Circle, not pie."

"I love you," I said.

"I know," she said contentedly.

"When should we go?" I asked.

"Is tomorrow too soon?" Rita said. "I miss our house. I miss the sunshine. It hits differently in LA."

"Let's all talk in the morning," I said. "I'm anxious to get back, too."

"Good," she said. "We've spent too much time apart."

"I agree," I said. "There's just one thing I have to do first."