Room For One More update

“I hate sucking on a limp dick. It’s like eating a really big piece of spaghetti,” Stacie said.

“Oh, I think we can take care of that.” Beca got up off the bed, pulling Stacie with her. Hand in hand, they did a giggle-inducing pirouette together before falling to the couch opposite the bed. They landed in each other’s arms.

Benji’s cock stirred. He blushed as it swelled, becoming hard again right before Beca and Stacie’s eyes. Beca’s pussy throbbed as she watched how engorged his prick was becoming. When she felt a warm hand moving onto her thigh, she didn’t stop Stacie. Benji’s eyes were following the caressing hand. His cock was getting even bigger, the shaft straight, the end swollen. The girls both watched as a drop of precum fell from his flaring cockhead.

Stacie ran her palm up and down Beca’s thigh, feeling both the firm muscle and the soft flesh that jiggled with Beca’s trembling lust. Beca let Stacie feel her all she wanted. Benji gripped his manhood as he watched Stacie do to Beca what he would’ve loved to do.

Stacie slid down until she was kneeling at Beca’s feet, resting her cheek on Beca’s leg, looking up between Beca’s thighs. She caressed the frayed denim near Beca’s groin as she kissed at Beca’s thigh. Beca ran her fingers through Stacie’s hair again, groaning now, still watching Benji. She eased her body forward to the edge of the couch, while lowering her head down the cushion. She shook as Stacie licked up her leg, moaned softly as that bold hand unbuttoned her fly and unzipped it, exposing the moist panties that covered her groin. 

But Stacie stopped short, just when both Beca and Benji wanted it most. She slid her hand up Beca’s body, pushing her shirt all the way to her sternum but not showing off Beca’s tits either. Her hand slipped right off Beca’s skin, flicking her on the chin as she came away from Beca and turned around, falling to all fours, crawling toward Benji with her ass wiggling invitingly up in the air for both Beca and Benji to stare at.

She came up onto the bed, straddling one of Benji’s spread legs, turning to face Beca as she shoved Benji’s hand away from his cock and took it in hand herself. Stacie grinned lewdly as she pumped her hand up and down, working dollops of precum out of Benji’s throbbing hard member.

Beca groaned, leaning back so far that she was almost embedded in the couch, but unable to get up for fear that Stacie would find some other way to tantalize her. The sexual tension filled the room like steam in a sauna, sweat soaking Beca’s skin, making her clothes feel both stiflingly uncomfortable and like they weren’t there at all, all her flesh already on display, all her lust known, both of them seeing how much she wanted to fuck and there was no way she could stop herself from wanting what she had now gotten herself into.

After a cute, almost mockingly innocent kiss on Benji’s cheek, Stacie got down on her knees again, between his legs now. She ducked her head down to his scrotum, kissing it with tongue, her lips and fluttering tongue running up his length, all the way to the tip of his manhood before the rolling kiss ended. She twisted her head to the side as her tongue lapped up his glans, letting Beca see the interplay of her tickling tongue and his throbbing cock. She spoke huskily: “Let me see your breasts, Beca. Let us see them and I’ll put it in my mouth.”

Beca glanced at Benji and saw the same desire in his eyes, almost uncomfortable in its sheer need, but undeniable for all that. Her fingers fumbled to get a grip, shakily but eagerly. She breathed deeper, each inhale making her creamy breasts swell out, her nipples even firmer.

Benji gulped noisily as he saw Beca strip her shirt off of her naked breasts. Stacie, giggling lewdly, stuck her tongue underneath his bellend and moaned graciously as he dripped precum right on it.

“My mouth feels empty, Benji,” she muttered heatedly. “My throat needs a cock in it…”

Benji didn’t trust himself to reply with not just one, but two beautiful women to potentially offend. He kept silent except for his hard, shaky breaths. Beca twisted about on the couch, groping her own breasts.

“Blow him, Stacie!” she moaned. “Suck his cock… suck his cock right off!”

Benji’s breath hissed through his teeth hearing what she had said. His cock throbbed as if trying to throw Stacie off. She lowered her mouth onto it. And Beca’s eyes glazed over as she watched Stacie’s moist lips stretch around the engorged knob, the cocksucker making soft sounds of delight as she slowly took more and more of Benji’s prick into her mouth. Beca was amazed to see that she didn’t stop, but kept going until the full length was between her lips and down her throat. 

“Such a slut,” she muttered happily, watching Stacie’s hips twitch from side to side with the happiness of mouthing all of Benji’s cock.

Stacie gulped up and down Benji’s prick, her hair bouncing lushly as she bobbed her head up and down, mewling pleasurably. Somehow Beca sensed that this wasn’t how Stacie would usually give a blowjob, but that she was changing up her method just to show off for Beca, to tease her. 

It was working. Beca found it fascinating how Stacie mouthed and sucked and throated cock. It was hard for her to imagine Stacie liking cunt any more than she did going down on Benji, despite how enthusiastically Aubrey and Chloe had reported on their liaisons. Men, women, cock, cunt—she loves it all, Beca thought.

Benji could not take his eyes off the crotch of Beca’s panties, which by now looked like a paper towel picking up a pool of water, becoming more revealing with each passing moment, showing off more and more of Beca’s mons through growing translucency. He rocked his hips into Stacie’s mouth as she sucked fast and wet on him, his growing motion nearly spilling him off the bed as he tried to claim more and more of Stacie’s throat. Her little ass swayed about with enough force to send ripples through its juicy thickness, showing how she enjoyed running her lips over Benji’s prick. Looking up at him, his face contorted in hot enjoyment, her eyes gleamed with ecstasy.

“Oooo!” Beca keened, almost slipping off the couch herself, struggling to get her feet under her, stepping on the cuffs of her jeans and partially working them down her tossing hips as she watched Stacie hungrily devouring Benji’s erection. “Yeah, yeah, suck him, Stacie! You love it, you love sucking cock, don’t you?”

“MMMMMM!” Stacie gurgled, filling her throat again and again with Benji’s hardness, almost showing off how perfectly fitted it was to her slutty skill. She reached down between her thighs and touched herself, enthusiastically fingering her own dripping cunt in a wordless demonstration of just how much she loved cocksucking.

Drunk on the sexual excitement that this willing, shameless voyeurism had ignited in her, Beca could think of nothing but Stacie’s hot body and how its holes could be wrapped around Benji’s big dick. Seeing Stacie fuck herself added another sin to the long list of guilty pleasures feeding on each other this night, made the desire more intense than Beca could stand. Her body felt like it was melting butter. She reached down and fingered herself, keeping an eye on Stacie’s masturbation to be sure she was doing it the exact same way as the dirty, dirty slut she was watching.

As if sensing that Beca had joined in, Stacie let out a muffled squeal. She went harder and faster on Benji’s cock, her lips flying up and down its length as she swallowed it repeatedly, not gagging once, her very reflexes suborned to making him come.

Benji twisted his naked ass on the bed, finally slipping off the mattress, balancing precariously on his splayed legs as he held onto the sheets, his weight pulling them free of their fittings. But no one cared, Benji groaning with ecstasy as he pumped his cock into Stacie’s greedy maw, Stacie happily gagging as her throat was used, Beca frantically racing to join them in orgasm as she watched Benji’s scrotum draw up tight to the base of his prick. Then he grunted loudly and came.

Stacie, tasting his thick cum spewing into her mouth, was actually pushed a half-foot up his length before she clamped down on him, keeping all of his ejaculation pushing into her mouth. Nonetheless, she only swallowed one jet before the next rammed into her mouth and ran out in drips and dribbles. The next spilled down her chin like she’d failed at chugging a beer.

Beca sobbed with desire as she watched his cum overflow Stacie’s wide-open mouth. She felt an orgasm hit her even as Benji filled Stacie’s cock-hungry mouth once more. The wetness in her panties spread out from the crotch to soak the back and waistband as well. Then it was over. Stacie’s cheeks were billowed out and Benji’s cock was dripping empty. Beca gulped in sympathy as Stacie made the first of several swallows.

“Gad-fucking-zooks,” she gasped. “I need a drink…”