Mr. Hayes smiled, understanding loud and clear. His hands moved to her ass, and he started to thrust in her quickly. Tracy watched as Jenna squeaked at every deep thrust within her. This was better than any porn she had ever watched.
Mr. Hayes let go of her ass and she straightened back up, writhing like a snake on his cock. As she gyrated her hips in circles, Tracy came up behind her, wrapping her hands around her body to grab her perky little tits. Jenna leaned back, running her fingers through Tracy's hair. Mr. Hayes ran his hands up Jenna's body, eventually going to Tracy's body.
Suddenly, Tracy ran her fingers up Jenna's back, eventually grabbing a fistful of Jenna's hair and pulling slightly. It was a little out of character for her, but she heard Jenna gasp and she knew that she tightened up, because Mr. Hayes gasped as well. Tracy pulled the hair from Jenna's ear and whispered. "Why don't you let Mr. Hayes have a taste of that pussy?"
Jenna giggled a little, and when Tracy let go of her hair, she lifted herself from Mr. Hayes' cock. She crawled over Mr. Hayes and turned around, in a 69 position. Mr. Hayes wrapped his arms around Jenna's slender legs and began to lick.
Jenna took Mr. Hayes' dick in her mouth again, sucking her sweet juices off of it. When she pulled her face away from it, a river of her spit ran from her mouth to lubricate him. Tracy smiled, and began to mount him. Jenna sat up, her eyes fixated on his cock and her pussy. Tracy slid down onto his waiting rod, and Jenna moaned louder than she did.
Tracy bounced up and down on his cock, enjoying how hard he was. This was an exciting time for him, she could tell. Jenna's hands touched Tracy's boobs, enjoying the extra bounce they had. Tracy knew her breasts were smaller than average, but they looked good on her body, and more than one man had commented on how nicely they bounced.
Jenna removed herself from Mr. Hayes’ face and laid next to him, offering him a long kiss. Tracy got up too, and lay on his other side. He moved over to kiss Tracy, and it must have been heaven for him, sandwiched between these two lovely young women.
Tracy whispered to him in a commanding voice. "Stand up."
He immediately slid to the end of the bed and jumped up. Tracy smiled. I'm still in control, she thought.
Tracy moved closer to Jenna. She rubbed her nails up the soft, naked skin of her legs. "I want you to fuck Jenna. I want you to fuck her like you've never fucked a woman before."
Mr. Hayes smiled. Tracy knew this was his dream, to please Tracy while fucking Jenna. Jenna smiled, turning to face him. Mr. Hayes put Jenna's legs on his shoulders, and put his cock on the precipice. Tracy lifted Jenna's head up and got underneath her, setting her head on his lap. Tracy's hands went to Jenna's tits, grabbing them, while she looked Mr. Hayes in the eye.
Mr. Hayes winked at her, and then slid inside of Jenna. Jenna was instantly moaning, practically screaming, as Mr. Hayes pounded her pussy. Tracy kept her hands on Jenna, and Mr. Hayes pushed Jenna's legs so that her knees touched her belly, eyes locked with Tracy the whole time. Jenna leaned back, her moans turning into frantic cries of pleasure. Her hand went to her clit, and she began to rub it.
A sheen of sweat broke out on Mr. Hayes' muscular body as he continued to pump inside of the young woman, and Tracy found herself being turned on by the sight and by the repeated thrust of Jenna against her legs. Suddenly, Jenna's cries took on a different tenor, as she began rubbing her clit even quicker. Her jaw dropped, and she looked up at Tracy. Tracy looked back down at her, and Jenna smiled.
The two girls locked eyes, until Tracy felt a familiar burning sensation behind her eyes. Just as Jenna closed her eyes in orgasm, Tracy closed her eyes against the blinding flash that accompanied a link with another person. To Mr. Hayes, it may have seemed that they came at the same time, Tracy so turned on by her gyrations that she had an orgasm herself. It was a dream come true for him.
Tracy recovered from the link before Jenna's orgasm ended, but she moved from underneath Jenna immediately. Tracy looked Mr. Hayes in the eye. "I want your cum," she said.
Mr. Hayes smiled, and Tracy turned around, getting on her hands and knees above Jenna. Mr. Hayes pulled out of Jenna, and Jenna looked as if she were lost without his cock filling her. However, when Mr. Hayes pushed into Tracy's wet slit, Tracy leaned down and kissed her.
From the rhythm of Mr. Hayes' thrusts, Tracy knew that it wouldn't be long until he came. She leaned onto Jenna more heavily, and Jenna's legs wrapped around her body. She knew that Mr. Hayes would enjoy the sight of a pair of female legs wrapped around her body, and she continued to kiss Jenna.
Jenna broke from the kiss. "Come in her, Paul. Fuck her hard. Fuck her until you come," she cried, egging him on. Tracy felt him swell in size as he let out a huge groan. Jenna leaned back and moaned as Mr. Hayes' hot seed coated Tracy's insides. Tracy had never seen someone so turned on by sex, and it was contagious. She moaned as well, the two women's sounds probably waking up everyone else in the apartment building.
Mr. Hayes pulled out of Tracy, and she could immediately feel the liquid leaking out of her. She stood up quickly. "Where's your bathroom? I'm afraid the tour guide must have missed it earlier," she said with a smile.
Jenna giggled. "Across the hall."
Tracy rushed across the hall and cleaned up as much as she could. She thought about taking a shower, then decided to ask if either of the other two wanted to join her. She came back into the bedroom, and to her surprise, the two were curled up in bed together, Jenna's head resting on Mr. Hayes' arm. Both of them were already asleep. Typical, Tracy thought. I'd expect that from a man, but Jenna too?
There was plenty of room on the bed, so Tracy got on the other side of Mr. Hayes. She didn't particularly like to sleep naked, but she doubted any of Jenna's clothes would fit her. Still, it was warm in the apartment, and she was able to go to sleep almost immediately.
Chapter 13
As expected, Tracy soon found herself as a floating pair of eyes in someone else's dream. She remembered the link she’d experienced with Jenna as they made love, and figured this must be her dream.
She was in a gigantic ballroom, lined with mirrors. It was like something out of Cinderella, or a Victorian-era movie.
There were people everywhere, all in fancy dress. Their clothes were more in focus than their faces. Jenna wore a beautiful dress with intricate embroidery. The beautiful pattern was clear, even within the dream as were Jenna's necklace and earrings. Tracy watched as they danced with each other, but in a dream-like trance.
Suddenly, trumpets sounded, and everyone looked towards the door. There, in a cream-colored dress, was Jenna. Her arm was locked around Mr. Hayes’ arm, and he was much larger than he was in real life. I suppose he can seem larger than life sometimes, she thought. They were obviously the honored guests of the ball.
Ha, Tracy thought. Jenna's in for a rude awakening if she thinks that she'll be going to the ball with Mr. Hayes. Tracy watched as the two of them made it to the dance floor, Jenna radiating happiness the whole time.
The two began to dance, and Jenna's dress fell out of focus. In fact, the only thing that was in focus were her beautiful cream colored high heels, which seemed to dance with a life all their own. Mr. Hayes kept up with every move she made, even though they seemed random.
A waiter in a tuxedo walked by with a tray of wine glasses. Jenna grabbed his arm and the man stood by, looking as if he hardly noticed the delay. Jenna stooped down and grabbed her shoe, pulling it off. She somehow opened the heel of the shoe up, and pulled out a large vial with a skull and crossbones on it. She dumped the contents of the vial in one of the wine glasses. Neither man in front of her seemed to even notice her doing any of this.