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"what about you? do you often propose going down on women you meet, or, do you just have a thing for redheads?"

it's not like she hasn't let girls try over the years, but no one could suck addison's cock as well as her sister. alana just knew every inch of that long, thick length too well, each vein surely memorized by her tongue. that comfort was on full display as alana licked around the blunt tip, tongue swiping at the sensitive slit. "well, they say sharing is caring, and you definitely don't want to share," addison joked back. a bite of her lip soon mixed with a moan when alana lowered herself further, both of them indulging themselves in the familiar pleasure of addison's hard cock engulfed in her twin's sucking mouth. it was just a taste of it, though, and addison nearly whined when alana lifted her mouth off already. "mm, yeah, sure, let them hear you moan my name with my own voice while you cum all over my cock," she teases. "that'll help the rumors that we're fucking each other." only then did she notice there was a certain look in alana's eyes, and a certain tone in her own voice. "oh wait, you're… are you serious?" addison had never really thought about being intentional with it -- she'd worked fairly hard to keep this forbidden aspect of their relationship a secret. definitely harder than alana, though. and yet, for some reason… "fuck… why does that sound kind of hot," she admitted. she's already trying to get alana back where she needs her, get her sister's plump lips back to making that perfect sucking circle around her cock for more than a little tease this time.

alana knew there were ways to get even closer to the edge of the line where the two of them danced on their relationship. where people speculated but couldn't be sure of what went on between them. she'd let her sister think on it more, though not without noting the pulsing of addison's cock when she debated alana's idea. she wrapped her mouth around it again, rubbing her tongue across the slit to swallow that excitement. the redhead hummed as she took her sister's cock further down her throat. she pushed lower and lower until she swallowed it completely, pressing her tongue to the back of addison's shaft as she bobbed up and down. sucking her off only ever made alana hornier. it caused her to be more desperate than she already was; and most of the time that was a good thing, but now she wondered if she pushing things too far. it wasn't long before her lack of patience got the best of her, making her push the other onto her back. the sounds that filled the air became less kosher then, more depraved. the younger twin's throat was full of cock and saliva which caused a sloppy mess. sinful pops and gags alternated until it was hard to breathe. when she pulled back, alana's fervor - filled eyes met ones that matched her own. she continued to work addison's cock, pumping her in firm, slow strokes while she asked, "can i make you cum on yourself? i really want to clean up the mess..."

when the bell rung for their floor, there were only two doors to choose from. alana lead will forward, gesturing to the other side of the hall. "that's the honeymoon suite. above us is the penthouse. but this room," she noted as she let them in, "has the best view of the water." and a balcony that was barely covered by the natural flora of the area. they walked out onto it, immediately hit with a wave of salt air and the sounds of the resort below. alana placed her hands on the railing and looked over at the man she'd dying to have a real moment with since he arrived. "does this work for you, mr. keaton?"

"yeah, it's going to be a lot of fun. should we go ahead and find a spot upstairs to mess around?" paris downs some of her drink, blonde already feeling a surge of excitement about where the night is going. unable to help herself then, she smirks a little at dom. "oh, and she definitely does anal -- don't you, alana? i'm surprised you didn't get into that perfect peach, dom. she'll tell you, i wasted no fucking time."

with reassurance from both of them, alana no longer worries about the night. or its aftermath. dom and paris have been friends for a long time which is proof of their excellent sharing capabilities. they knew what they were doing and the redhead was ready to reap the benefits until she couldn't walk or think straight. with the door closed, alana spins around and leaves their fingers laced; kissing dom first, if only because she was closer. when she pulls back, alana steps away from them both in order to sit on the bed. "come sit with me," she starts at she pats either side of her, a wide smile spreading across her face. "so i can jerk you both off at the same time."

harlan’s eyes only glance up from his computer when alana saunters into his office, wearing a skirt that was just barely long enough to be appropriate. setting up his schedule for the next day would ensure that he’d always have time for this. for her. when she settles on his desk, fingers absentmindedly slide over the smooth expanse of her slender legs, stopping short when he reached the lower hem of her skirt. a devious little smirk eased onto his face when he does. “ food? chinese. to eat? i could think of a few things. “ he hummed before giving her thigh a possessive squeeze.

"do you want me to order that now or . . . later?" the redhead asked, hand coming down on top of her boss to keep his grasp on her; slowly sliding it up and just beneath the hemline of her dress before continuing, "we'll need the sustenance, at some point, but i think i might want something else first." she gestured to his pants, debated dropping into his lap to further the point. but instead alana helped ease harlan's fingers against her, making eyes at him all the while. "you can feel how ready i am, can't you?"

"fuck,"   the   word   tore   from   his   throat,   rough   and   ragged,   as   his   hand   finally   gave   in   and   reached   for   her.   his   fingers   wrapped   around   her   throat,   not   to   choke,   but   to   feel   the   way   she   swallowed   around   him,   to   feel   the   flutter   of   her   pulse   beneath   his   thumb,   to   feel   the   proof   that   she   was   his.   the   heat   of   her   skin   beneath   his   palm   was   intoxicating,   the   way   her   throat   constricted   around   him   as   she   took   a   shaky   breath   through   her   nose   sending   a   fresh   wave   of   pleasure   crashing   over   him.   "you   little   liar,"   he   growled,   voice   thick   with   something   darker   than   lust.   "you   think   you’ve   wanted   this   your   whole   life?"   his   hips   rolled   forward,   testing   the   depths   of   her   throat,   watching   her   eyes   water   as   she   took   him,   as   she   obeyed.   the   sight   of   her,   so   perfect   in   her   submission,   so   his,   it   was   almost   enough   to   make   him   come   right   then   and   there.   "every   moment   with   me   is   worth   it?"   his   thumb   traced   the   line   of   her   jaw,   smearing   the   spit   that   had   escaped   her   lips,   his   touch   almost   reverent.   "then   prove   it."   his   grip   tightened   just   enough   to   make   her   gasp   around   him,   the   vibration   sending   a   jolt   of   pleasure   straight   to   his   core.   "take   me   like   the   good   girl   you   are.   take   all   of   me,   jude."   his   voice   dropped   to   a   dark   murmur,   a   promise   and   a   warning   all   at   once.   "and   when   you   do,   remember   this,"   his   other   hand   tangled   in   her   hair,   holding   her   still,   massive   length   cramming   down   the   back   of   her   throat.   "you   asked   for   this.   you   begged   for   it.   and   when   the   fire   comes,   when   it   burns   us   both   to   the   ground,   you’ll   have   no   one   to   blame   but   yourself."   the   thought   of   it,   of   her   burning   with   him,   of   her   smiling   as   the   flames   consumed   her,   it   sent   a   shiver   down   his   spine   that   was   equal   parts   terror   and   exhilaration.

she spit into her hand and began to stroke him while he decided, foolishly letting the spark of her attitude turn downright bratty. "do you have a preference? do you want me to pick? do you want to call me a liar a few more times so we can really get you hard?"

teasing aside, sydney knew she was genuinely a lot to take. if she was dating a girl she liked, she'd be going slower, checking in more and making sure she wasn't going too fast, and she definitely would've invested in more foreplay first. this thing with jude, though, was definitely not that. sydney just pushed, in and in, groaning as she forced herself deeper, savoring the tightness of jude's cunt getting stretched around the girth of her cock. she bottomed out with a bit to spare, the other blonde's pussy unable to take the full size of sydney's dick yet, but she had a feeling she could get there once they warmed up. that was quickly going even better than expected with jude starting to moan and rock her ass back into sydney's thrusts. "yeah, it's big as fuck, but you can't be too surprised," sydney pointed out with a smirk. she used jude's hips to control the pace, watching jude's gripping pussy start to leave slickness behind as it slid up and down her bare shaft in long strokes. "you had every inch of it stuffed down your throat yesterday… mm, fuck." she had to ramp up her pace as she started chasing that pleasure, and soon she was getting those balls deep thrusts she craved, hips smacking cheeks as she fucked jude over the end of the couch. "don't worry, your pussy's definitely getting wrecked, fuck."

despite having known what sydney was packing, it felt entirely different having it stuffed deep inside her cunt. jude breathed through it, whining when sydney got a little more rough, took a little bit more without so much as a warning. her fingers dug into the fabric of the couch, unable to form a coherent thought. all she knew was pain, but the good kind. the kind that made her see stars. jude moved her hand between her legs and rubbed her clit when she could manage, spread her legs further apart so it all didn't feel so tight. it did the trick, her arousal growing from something that made her cling to sydney's cock to something that helped her expand around it. part of her wanted to turn around so she could actually watch as the other blonde's cock disappeared. she couldn't believe her body was handling one with that much girth and length. with each deep thrust, jude felt closer to losing her mind. she began to moan, unable to stop herself when sydney delved so deep she feared she'd fall right over. "go slower," the blonde tried to demand through gritted teeth. jude liked the way sydney filled her, how her cock was big enough to hit her g spot. she wanted to feel the full pressure, that ending tap that made her walls flutter as much as they could. when sydney did, jude tightened around her as much as she could. "do you feel that?" she asked, gently rolling herself back so the head of sydney's cock was snug. it pulsed against the depth of her and threatened to make jude come. she should have been embarrassed then because the next words out of her mouth were treading awfully close to begging, "please keep hitting that spot. please, god, please."

"I've been thinking about eating your pussy for..." Will pretended to check a watch he wasn't wearing. "...ever, so... whaddya say? Interested? I mean," he pointed again at his pretend watch. "It's almost lunch time, after all." He grinned.

"that's such a… direct way of approaching… this," alana laughed. though to be fair, she's been attracted to will for an equally long amount of time. she's amazed it took them this long to get here. "but yeah, i am. interested. i'm very interested."

"baby, no one's really going to take me away from you. we're twins; you're stuck with me for life whether you want it or not." the two redheads had always been unusually close, and though they had their spats like any sisters, a little hurt feelings or drama here and there, few things could keep them out of bed together at night. addison didn't hide her little smile of victory as alana stripped down and got on her knees, clearly ready to make her point. "mm, i'm not gonna sue you, but i am going to tease you about it," she noted, purring in approval as she relaxed back on the bed and let alana work to free her cock. she loved the familiarity in her touch, the casual ease of her twin's plump lips circling around the sensitive head of her shaft to suck. if alana wanted to remind addison of just how much practice she had with this, how she'd raised sucking off addison's notoriously large cock to an art form, she was absolutely going to let her. "yeah, she probably will," addison agreed, feeling her shaft growing bigger and harder in alana's pumping hand. "if only i could tell her i'm too busy fucking my sister to bother with her…" she chuckled down at alana lightly. "i still think plenty of people would believe that, by the way. we don't always do a very good job of hiding what we do together."

"i wish i cared," alana replied, a coy smile appearing on her lips. she was shameless. when it came to addison, there wasn't a care in the world about who knew how much alana loved her. her sister was the person she'd always love and adore the most. if people had a problem with it, that wasn't her concern. addison's opinion was the only one that mattered. as the noise of the party faded away, alana rubbed the tip of addison's cock across her nipples; drawing an aroused sigh from deep within her chest because the sensation felt so good. her face dipped in order to lick and suck on the head, swirling her tongue around it until her intrusive thoughts won. she took her sister's cock into her mouth, moaning around it when she tasted the familiar salty beads dripping onto her tongue. with the perfect pop of release, alana found herself suddenly turned on by the fact that people probably knew what went on between them. that they could hear it tonight, in fact, with complete clarity. "what if i don't want to hide it? what if i want them to hear you fuck the shit out of me, and how much i like it?"

"you should let us fix that for you," paris supplies easily, smiling at alana before throwing a smirking side-eye to dom. she clinks her cup with dom's before sipping from it. "dom and i are… kinda good at the threesome thing, and you and i have already fucked at least, so." she catches dom's sudden knowing smirk back between alana and herself, and paris laughs. "oh fuck, wait, alana, you already fucked dom, too? girl. yeah, you're so ready for this."

"why is that so crazy?" alana asks just before dom and paris begin their barrage of questioning. when they finally stop, the redhead clarifies how she feels. "i haven't had the opportunity before. believe it or not, i've never been part of a friend group that… shares so much." she looks between both of her new friends, feeling a subtle blush creeping across her cheeks. alana isn't worried about the logistics, she knows how to fuck. and more than that, she wants to. badly. with them. her experiences with paris and dom have been in equal measure - the best she's ever had. the idea of having sex with them at the same time is like a dream she wasn't aware she was allowed to have. "like, are you guys sure this is okay? it won't be weird? at all?" alana prays for an immediate no. "i don't want to lose either one of you. as friends or," she pauses, "fuck buddies."

"hands   on   the   floor,"   he   barked,   voice   sharp   as   a   whip   crack,   "where   i   can   see   them."   because   god   knew   if   she   so   much   as   brushed   her   fingers   against   herself,   if   she   dared   to   touch   what   was   his,   he’d   lose   what   little   control   he   had   left.   "you’re   not   allowed   to   touch   yourself.   no   one   touches   my   property   without   permission   and   that’s   what   you   are,   right?"   he   growled,   voice   rough   as   gravel,   each   word   a   struggle   against   the   need   clawing   at   his   throat.   the   wall   at   his   back   the   only   thing   keeping   him   from   surging   forward.   from   giving   her   exactly   what   she   begged   for.   but   fuck,   how   he   wanted   to   watch   her   throat   work   around   him,   wanted   to   feel   the   flutter   of   her   gag   reflex   as   he   hit   the   back   of   her   mouth.   wanted   to   see   tears   streaming   down   her   cheeks   as   he   held   her   there,   as   she   choked   on   him,   as   she   learned   what   happened   when   she   pushed   him   too   far.   the   thought   had   his   cock   pulsing,   a   bead   of   precum   welling   at   the   tip,   betraying   just   how   much   he   craved   it.   "my   stupid   little   wicked   play   thing."   his   thumb   brushed   over   her   bottom   lip,   smearing   the   last   traces   of   the   drink   there.   his   touch   possessive.   claiming.   "think   you   can   take   every   last   inch   and   still   look   at   me   like   i’m   your   god?"   his   hips   jerked   forward   despite   himself,   the   tip   of   him   brushing   against   her   lips.   a   silent   challenge.   a   dark   promise.   the   heat   of   her   breath   against   his   skin   was   madness.   and   he   was   already   halfway   to   hell   for   her.   "you’re   still   playing   with   fire,   jude.   and   one   of   these   days,   you’re   going   to   get   burned."

her sentiment seemed to provide something they both needed. a realization of sorts. for jude, she laid her heart bare before him. he would no longer have the ability to deny the level of her devotion, couldn't claim it was just a game; and for cornelius, well, what was better than knowing you were a god to someone? that a woman would die if it meant having you. he was her world. her dream. her future, if he'd allow it. she took him into her mouth again, completely, and moaned at the feeling of having his fullness on her tongue. as it slid down her throat, jude bobbed her head, lips coming to press against his pelvis. every vein and curve of him was perfect. she could easily remember how good they felt inside her last night. and every time she had him, it made her want him more. with her cheeks drawn in, jude drug her tongue up and down his shaft, ignoring the beginning struggles to breathe. her throat worked around him as he thrust it in and out of her wet warmth. had she been laying down, the bulge of his cock would have been beautifully visible. but from this angle, cornelius would have to reach forward to grasp her throat to feel it. she wanted him to, wanted him to be unable to stop himself from feeling how good she was. just for him. his wicked little play thing. his good girl. his angel. her own arousal began to leak from her cunt then, wetting her inner thighs beneath her skirt as she kept her eyes on him; unwavering as she felt a familiar aching pulse between her legs.