Unspoken Pleasure

Colin took Sydney aside. He was being quiet, but Taylor heard the snippets well enough.

"... don't want to make anyone uncomfortable, you know?"

"I understand... will be fun... Promise," Sydney said backProperty © NôvelDrama.Org.

Taylor was blown, of course. Blown by the loss and how it'd happened. Blown now by the situation she found herself in. Meanwhile, Sydney had the guys move the coffee table out off to one side and then push the couch back. "Now everyone sit in a circle on the floor," Sydney said, "Wait. I'll tell you where."

OK, Taylor thought. This wasn't too bad. Courtney and she shared a look. This wasn't too bad.

Sydney started by seating Taylor and then sat the married couple on either side of her -- Colin on her right, Courtney on her left. Then she had Tim sit next to Courtney and sat herself between Tim and Colin. OK then. Now they were five naked people sitting and staring nervously. Everyone looked to Sydney.

"Show each other," she said, then smiled.

Oh. Well that wasn't bad at all. Kind of neat actually.

"That's it?" Taylor asked.

"Yeah," Sydney said, "See? Fun. Oh! But not to ummm... completion."

That also seemed fair. And probably a good idea overall. Taylor had made that rule before because, honestly, it had felt like going a little too far. They'd fooled around the week before, yes, but nothing ever got that serious.

Although, actually, Taylor reminded herself, Steve had actually gotten to cum. But Taylor hadn't. OK, actually that wasn't true either, she'd kind of sort of orgasmed a little bit after Steve had... But that wasn't the point! Although now that she thought about it, according to what Tim had told her the only person who hadn't gotten off that night was Sydney and...

Oh forget it. It was a good rule and Taylor was happy Sydney had set it.

Taylor looked over at Courtney to get the OK, but she was looking around sort of nervous. Then she stood up and ran back to Taylor's bedroom. Sydney and Taylor looked at each other and sort of shrugged. But Colin -- and surprisingly, Tim -- both seemed to nod knowingly.

Courtney returned to the circle carrying one of Tim's pillows. She dropped it on the ground, then carefully lay on top of it so her pussy lined up perfectly with the pillow.

"All ready?" Sydney asked. She smiled coyly.

Taylor looked around the circle. Two hard cocks, two dripping pussies (one of them her own) and, oddly, her friend's backside. Taylor saw Colin and Tim reach tentatively for their dicks. She dipped her own hand down and lightly brushed. She wondered how long this would go for. Feeling how tingly she was, Taylor suddenly worried how long she would last.

*

Tim had been disappointed at first when Sydney announced what they were doing. But now that he was sitting here, lightly tugging at his dick, he realized this was actually pretty awesome.

He looked around the room, careful to skip over Colin. Taylor, his girlfriend, already had her finger dancing lightly over her clitty. She was leaning back languid, sort of switching between looking at herself and around the room. She caught Tim's eye and smiled, impishly.

Courtney had her head down, body pressing into the floor. Tim could see her fingers trembling, arms and legs taut. Her little bum shaking with the exertion. She relaxed for a moment, then pressed down again. Forehead buried in the wood grain.

Tim had been saving Sydney for last, of course. The beautiful blonde looked down at herself, face covered by a curtain of blonde hair. She traced her outer lips with her finger, lightly. Teasing. She caught Tim looking and turned to him with a bit of a guilty grin. She pointed to his penis as if to say, mind your own work.

So Tim did. He didn't want this to end too soon and he was already pretty worked up from before. So he took his time. Teasing and squeezing and pulling lightly in almost a reflection of how Sydney was slowly edging herself.

*

Her little gold earring winked at him as she worked. Naked except her jewelry. Tim thought about how hot she looked. How he wanted those hands on his penis. That perfect mouth moaning his name. He stroked a little faster.

Taylor hadn't intended on getting into it but once she started it was hard to stop. She'd begun by teasing herself -- tracing her labia, not even nearing her clit. That felt nice so she'd gone a little further and sort of pushed and pulled at things. Slowly drifted her fingers over her hot button. Now Taylor's hungry little hole was begging for a finger (or really something bigger) and Taylor had to fight to hold herself back.

Taylor's surroundings made it hard, though. Her best friend kept making these sexy little grunts and groans as she ground herself into the floor. And Taylor had to appreciate how Sydney's enormous melons jiggled as the blonde slowly played at her own hungry puss.

And the cocks. Tim was slowly stroking his while Colin sort of just teased at the loose skin. And suddenly Taylor wanted one to hold. Both. Moving them in concert to inevitable relief. Feeling Colin shudder in her hands as she brought him to release. A whole and masculine body under the control of just her five little fingers.

Taylor dipped her digits into her snatch and brought the moisture up to her clit. She started rubbing faster. In again. Faster still. Now pressing. Pressing with need.

Oh fuck.

All the alcohol. The naked bodies. The fact that she hadn't been touched in over a week. Watching everyone rub each other. It was too much and Taylor suddenly found she couldn't control the urge to go... Keep going... Don't stop... Taylor kept rubbing at her clit with the one hand. She slid a finger into her hole. Then another. Oh GOD that felt good.

*

Tim heard Taylor groan and realized he knew that sound. It was his girlfriend getting ready to cum. He looked over and saw she was fully into it. Head down. Little titties doing their very best to jiggle. One hand rubbing her clit. The other buried in her snatch.

Taylor made these cute little 'oohs' and 'aahs' when she worked herself. With Tim she was more directive, vocal. Like this she would just focus on herself but these little sounds escaped almost despite her and it made Tim hot to hear them. He realized now that everyone was hearing them. That made Tim hotter.

Courtney on the other hand seemed to be slowing down, but Tim realized that meant she must be closer, too. She was prolonging the pleasure of each thrust against the pillow. Draining every push for all that she could get. Climbing towards her peak. Head now firmly against the floor. Bottom arched then flat. Hands now shaking. Jumping. Firing out at angles. Kicking. Deep, heavy breaths and long sighs, punctuated by these tiny, sexy squeaks.

Sydney was supposed to be ensuring the rules were followed, Tim knew, but she too seemed engaged in her own excitement. He looked over and met her eyes. They were deep blue and wet, almost like she was near tears. Her whole body seemed to cinch but she did everything to hold his gaze. He looked down and saw her breasts bounding in time with her. Like Taylor, Sydney had one hand on her clit and the other in her pussy. She made these straining noises as she worked, long subvocal "hmmmmmmAHs" and "HHHHSSSSSSSSssssssss... UHs."

Her eyes squeezed shut again, then opened and she stayed focused on Tim and Tim, therefore, focused on her. Her so innocent beautiful face scrunched up as she struggled toward illicit pleasure.

Tim heard his girlfriend gasp.

"S... Syd..."

The whole room turned her way.