Traffic Girl - Juliet Ch. 27

The next several hours turned into a blur of exquisite female bodies, entangled limbs, drugs, drinks, laughter, and sounds of sexual pleasure. Snapshots from the night burned into my memory:

My cock buried in Jess's ass while she ate out Katie, who simultaneously had Bianka riding her face.

Kat lustily kissing me, her lips and mouth still dripping with Kelly's sweet nectar.

Juliet and Melanie dragging me into bed and insisting I alternate strokes between their pussies to see who was the tightest.

Crystal perched on Jason's face while Alix endlessly rode him, allowing the two girls to make out.

Bianka and Katie giggling as they kissed and licked each other after I had shot a gargantuan load of sperm across their tits and faces.

Petey railing Christy while she had her head buried in the tray of cocaine, going after the powder with such aggressive frequency that Kat dubbed her the "polar bear."

Waking up between Kat and Rita in one of the bedrooms and sneaking off with Rita to watch the sunrise.

And that led to the final picture from Juliet's birthday party. Rita nestled her head on my shoulder as we watched the first streaks of light hit the eastern sky, only moving it to exchange soft kisses. We were only interrupted by sounds from the terrace, which we finally noticed filtered through an open door.

"You just wanted to make me jealous," a female voice said.

"I have no control over your emotions," came the response. Manny's thick, Spanish accent was unmistakable.

"You're my date," the voice replied. It had to be Jess, although her tone sounded muffled and different.

"I do what I want," Manny said. "Didn't I put on a good show for you and your friends? You were the star of the night."

"I didn't see you after that until now," Jess complained.

"Shut up and eat my ass, slut," Manny spat. "Don't forget my balls."

After a brief silence, Jess said, "You may have done too much coke, babe."

"No, I've had Viagra," Manny said dismissively.

"Let me try this," Jess said.

Rita and I were fully distracted from the sunrise by this point. We changed our position to watch them without being seen. Manny sat on a lounge chair, smoking from a hookah that was on the wooden deck next to him. Jess faced away from him, one hand behind her holding his semi-erect cock against her ass. There were traces of cocaine on the glass tabletop in front of Jess.

"There you are, babe," Jess said, her voice clear again. "That monster dick wants some of this tight asshole, doesn't it?"

"You think you can take all this cock up your ass?" Manny said, clearly skeptical.

"I've had bigger," Jess said cockily. "Just watch."

She sank down, and her ass swallowed his thick staff without hesitation. Jess cried out, and Manny went straight into fucking her with the rapid intensity he had early in the party.

"Oh my fuck!" Jess screamed after a few minutes. "I'm going to cum!"

Manny's hips slapped against the backs of Jess's thighs. He reached around and shoved four fingers up her pussy and roughly fingered her. Jess was an incoherent mess.

"It's pretty hot," I said.

"It is," Rita said, her lips were so close to my face, they almost touched.

She paused and finally kissed me lightly.

"But I don't like him," Rita said.

"Why not?" I asked, unsure why she had said it.

"You know I can read people," Rita said. "And I get really bad vibes from that guy."