She shouted action again, and Ruby started lazily stroking his cock. There was more dialogue. More sexual words passed between them about how she wanted to be fucked, how beautiful his cock was, how he couldn’t wait to feel her tight pussy contract around his dick. Margot waved her arm in the air and Charlie quickly rolled on a condom before placing his cock against Ruby’s open entrance. Will and I took a breath together and when Charlie thrust himself into her, we both let out a gasp.
“Fuck,” Will gasped, dropping his head to my shoulder. “Fuck.” I could feel a small thrust against my ass and his arousal was unmistakable. A thick, hard rod to my crease. Another small thrust and a moan so small I knew it was meant only for me. I pushed back a little, unsure if this was really happening, uneasy about taking this further, giving clues to how I really felt. Who wouldn’t be turned on by this? Two beautiful people fucking each other with passion and drive.
I felt a grasp to my hip again. I placed my hand there, a move that could be mistaken as simply steadying myself. I’d been on my knees for a while now, but the soft stroke of his thumb across my skin couldn’t be mistaken.
Could it?
“You’re stretching her so good. Keep going. This is beautiful. See the camera angle, guys? Right in close. A great cock and pussy shot. Look at that dick. You’re the master here, Charlie! The fucking master!”
I looked to the monitors and saw the shot Margo was talking about. Charlie’s cock mercilessly driving into Ruby. He was squeezing his eyes closed, ready to tumble, but holding back, giving her pleasure whilst withholding his own. Ruby used her long slender finger to rub fast circles across her clit. She cried out, shouting, asking for more and moaning yes, baby. I could feel Will’s strong hand move from my waist snaking its way up, slowly, with caution. He leant closer to the camera and I could mistake this for his newfound interest in angles and shots, but as he traced his fingers softly across my breast with a brief caress, I couldn’t help but feel this was so much more than mastering logistics.
I pressed my finger to my lips, stopping the moan that threatened to leave my mouth. I checked no one was looking, everyone else too involved in the scene to notice. I bit down on my finger. Another small thrust to my ass, his arousal thicker and more urgent.
“Skye?”
“Yes,” I replied with a breathy tone, one I couldn’t hide. Not anymore.
“Is this what you wanted from tonight?”
“Yes,” I moaned, pushing my ass back into his arousal. I added a circle of my hips and he muttered fuck again. “God, yes.”
“What you needed for your film?” he asked again, and I dropped my head, fighting the urge to circle my own clit.
“Exactly this.”
“Me too,” he whispered, another thrust and I was going to lose my mind.
“I want you to draw out your cock, Charlie. Rub it on her pussy.” He did so with ease. “Good. Fuck. This is good. Show me that pretty pussy, push it apart with your cock,” Margot directed as Charlie squeezed his eyes shut.
“I’m going to cum,” Charlie gritted out, pushing his head back. “Let me cum.”
“I’m not ready for you to cum. I want to see you slick that cock across her pussy.”
“Margot, please.” She started laughing before giving him a nod. “On her stomach. Give me everything you’ve got, gorgeous.”
Charlie pulled his cock from nuzzling Ruby’s pussy and she threw her arms back, pushing up her breasts as she draped herself across the bar. “Can I put it back in?” he asked, and Margot smiled. He thrusted ruthlessly, pulling her leg over his shoulder as he did. The atmosphere changed, other spectators became quiet, crossing their arms, fiddling with their fingers or watching with open mouths. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the delicious man behind me trying to keep his cool. Small gasps. Shallow thrusts, just enough. I felt brave, endorphins and desire pushing me forward. Putting my hands to the floor, I leant forward and pushed my ass into his erection. I closed my eyes remembering the night I saw his naked body, the monster cock he held in his hand, the ridges of his muscles hidden under the Superman t-shirt.
“Jesus, Skye.”
“This is too much,” I breathed.
“Not enough,” I heard him whisper.
Charlie became faster.
“Skye.”
I pushed back again. Slowly. Quickly.
“Christ.”
I circled my hips. Pushed my hair over my shoulder. I heard him breathe against it. Our bodies were in a dance, a trance, lost to the world and oh, this wasn’t good for our friendship because I really wanted him to lick my underboob. Graze his teeth along the curve, take my nipple in his mouth.
“Is he done?” he murmured as I imagined him with his eyes closed, but the slow, shallow rutting against me didn’t stop.
“Soon,” I whispered, looking up and watching Charlie’s face contract. “Now. It’s now.”
Charlie cried out, spurting his orgasm onto Ruby’s beautiful body. The white streaks in stark contrast against her beautiful dark skin.
Margot jumped up. “Film that,” she said. “Smear it. Beautiful. Look how gorgeous she looks. Art. Fucking art. Guys?” She turned to find Will and I still together on the floor, his head bowed on my shoulder and my ass still against his cock. Margot smiled before raising an eyebrow.
“Take a minute, you two. Looks like you need it.”
7
Skye
“What the fuck?” I whispered to myself in the bathroom. I didn’t recognise myself in the mirror. My flushed cheeks and full lips showed the face of a wanton sex fiend. “Why did you do that? You rubbed your ass on his cock, Skye. What the flaming fuck?”
Will and I had prised ourselves from each other and I had retreated to the bathroom the same time he evacuated to another room. I had no idea what he was thinking. I knew he was turned on, but was it the beautiful people fucking in front of us or was it my ass was circling his erection? How could I be so risky? When I’d been so careful over the last five years not to make a move and jeopardise what we had, I potentially ruined our friendship in one night because I haven’t been laid in a while. I was supposed to keep my head. Remain professional. I had a plan to recite the alphabet backwards if my pussy gave so much as a tingle.
What happened to my plan?
Will’s erection happened, that’s what.
Oh God, how can I face him again?
I wafted myself with the book Margot had given me called The Art of Making Sex trying to tone down this I-really-want-to-be-fucked shade of red before I could consider leaving the bathroom.
“Knock knock.” Margot’s voice made me jump. I opened the door slowly and smiled. “Hi. Is everything OK?”
“Yeah, that was just…heated.”
“I could see,” she said, smirking. “I didn’t realise you and Will were together.”
“Oh, no, we’re not. He’s just a friend. We’ve known each other years,” I said rather quickly.
“Things seemed quite heated between the two of you.” Oh, shit. Even she saw it.
How the hell am I going to face him again?
“I think the atmosphere, and everything just got us a little…carried away.”