“Make a move,” I whispered to Tiffany, who was sulking and smoking from the other side of the room.
She reached out her hand as if to say,What do I do now?
“Come here, move quickly.” I barely got those words out, because Taylor was devouring my lips.
“But you can’t touch him. He’s mine.” The blond sighed as she noticed the other girl come closer.
Tiffany put the joint between my lips, allowing me to inhale the smoke until Taylor looked at her, scandalized.
“You’re still in your underwear? Tiff, what’s your deal, you just want to look at us?”
“Oh, I don’t think she’d limit herself to watching.” I giggled.
Tiffany took off her bra to reveal her round, solid breasts. I should take off my clothes.
Heat tingled at the nape of my neck, so I lowered my pants to my knees and remained shirtless at the mercy of their hands.
“Why don’t you kiss her again?” I urged Taylor, who looked at her friend, astounded but turned on. Her thighs were open on top of me, so all I had to do was put my hand under her underwear, bend my thumb, and move it over, letting what was under rub against my boxers.
“James, aren’t you too stoned?”
“You kiss her.”
I supported Taylor by her hips as she leaned over to her friend. Tiffany licked her lip in such a risqué way that I got hard almost instantly.
I’d waited long enough. I dug my hands into the jacket on the couch in search of a pill.
“James, don’t go too far, or you know what’ll happen.”
Of course. What’s important is that I’m always ready for you.
“I’m not gonna take that,” Taylor said.
I stuck out my tongue and put a colorful pill on top of it. Tiffany pounced on top of me like I was a succulent piece of prey, but I shook my head at her. I looked at Taylor, who looked at me reluctantly. Her hesitation lasted exactly one second. Our tongues intertwined in a frenetic dance as I let her take what she wanted.
“Jamie.” I heard Tiffany’s languid voice demand something, then she put her warm hand on my bicep.
She was giving me puppy eyes, and even though I didn’t know if they wanted drugs or sex from me, I never turned them down. I always gave them everything I had.
Taylor let go of all her inhibitions, and I found myself moaning in pleasure when her hands went down my boxers. I struggled to stretch an arm out to reach my jacket again. Tiffany was quivering.
“If you want it, you have to open your mouth.”
But instead of giving her the poison she wanted so much right away, I took it, making her moan in frustration. Her disappointment turned into a spark of arousal as soon as I pushed the last pill into her mouth with my thumb. Then I closed my eyes.
Finally. My brain started to turn to mush. But not my body.
The heat rushed to my cheeks then my legs. I didn’t see anything, I just felt.
Breathless, I bowed my chin toward my stomach, where Taylor’s head bobbed up and down, making me lose my mind. Tiffany climbed onto the couch and positioned herself next to me. I didn’t do anything; I limited myself to opening my mouth to take in her small swollen nipples between my lips. I licked them until they were wet as she pulled her underwear down her thighs.
At a certain point the room seemed to go crazy and started to spin around me.
“Fuck, yeah.” I groaned when I tasted my flavor on her greedy wet tongue. We started kissing again as I felt Tiffany’s expert hands roll the condom over my member.
I had to push myself and concentrate unreasonably in order to do what I was about to do. Sex was a reflex. It didn’t matter how many people were involved or their gender, but the alcohol and drugs were starting to have a devastating effect on my foggy mind.
The condom?
