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This excerpt contains adult language and explicit sexual
situations. Only those 18 years or older are permitted to read. |
| Flying High by Gail Roarke |
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Leah was trembling on the verge of an orgasm.
For the last half hour, a man she knew only as Steve had been giving her
incredible oral sex. His mouth had worked wonders, reducing her to
babbling incoherence as she writhed with pleasure. After he'd eaten and
fingered her to one orgasm after another, he'd climbed up to loom over
her with a smug grin as he slid his gloriously hard cock inside her.
Strangers shared the bed with Leah and Steve, another couple named
Suzanne and Bill. Suzanne was on her elbows and knees facing the
headboard, head resting on her crossed arms, Bill kneeling behind her.
Suzanne's heavy breasts swayed with every thrust of Bill's hips. Leah
occasionally met Bill's eyes as he watched her with Steve, sharing a
knowing grin. It was daring enough that she was having sex with a man
she'd only met an hour ago—to be doing so in public only added to the
thrill.
Leah was very glad she'd worked up the nerve to contact their host, Ron,
by instant message. She'd chatted with him for hours, asking questions,
flirting and allowing herself to be cajoled into coming to this party.
Actually showing up tonight had been scarier than facing any armed
criminal or supervillain.
She'd been shaking when she knocked on the front door. A bearded man in
his forties had opened the door. Leah had introduced herself with the
pseudonym she'd given him online. He'd introduced himself as Ron and
invited her in. There were a dozen people in his living room in various
states of undress. Two large mattresses took up most of the floor space.
Ron had introduced her to them all, but she'd been too nervous for the
names to stick in her memory.
The next two hours were surreal. Leah watched with fascination as men
and women made love right in front of her, mostly couples, but
occasionally threesomes. Leah didn't participate. She was still too
nervous—and frankly too caught up in watching at first. She'd seen porn
videos before but had never witnessed other people having sex in front
of her. It was startling and a little shocking.
It was also arousing. She found herself squirming in her seat, feeling
flushed with excitement. Her nipples were erect, and she could feel the
moisture between her legs. By the time another man named Steve had
arrived, her arousal had trumped her nervousness.
Steve had wasted no time before inviting her to play with him. She'd
agreed but wasn't ready to do so quite so publicly. He had smiled, taken
her hand and led her upstairs to one of the bedrooms, where he'd taken
her in his arms and kissed her, beginning the slow seduction that had
led to this moment.
Steve was a talented and experienced lover. He'd undressed her slowly,
his lips and tongue and teeth and hands teasing and tantalizing her. By
the time he'd lowered his head to her pussy, she was desperate for his
touch. She'd been so turned on that when another couple had joined them
on the king size bed, she'd found it exciting rather than alarming. |
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