'Well, seeing as you're dripping on to the carpet, it's probably time we stepped up a gear then, Maddie, hmm?'
No reply was necessary, Maddie having crumpled backwards into Phil's arms. Damian went to sit on one of the beds, his legs splayed diagonally, providing a haven for Maddie to kneel in.
'Would you like to taste him?' Phil asked her.
'Yes,' said Maddie, hypnotised at the sight. She crept forward and approached the object of her appetites on her knees, guiding herself into the harbour of Damian's thighs and looking up at him shyly. 'Would that be OK?'
'I should think so,' Damian managed to say, and before the words were even out, Maddie was doubled over, licking the tip of his cock, which was long like its owner, swirling her tongue around its circumference, preparing to ease it into her warm, dark mouth. Her mouth slipped over the bulbous head and glided down his length; she pressed her fingers into the root and began to suck.
Phil took advantage of her absorption in Damian to swarm up behind her, lift her by the hips and plunge, suddenly and without warning, into her slippery sheath. She emitted a garbled yelp and almost bit Damian's precious manhood, but he clutched at her hair, urging her to continue, and she settled into a rhythm, plunging down with each thrust of Phil inside her and sucking up with each jerk back. She felt like a piston or some piece of machinery from a film about the Industrial Revolution, and the efficiency of their interaction pleased her unaccountably. A well-oiled machine, pushing back, lunging forward, hissing, sucking, her body the vital component connecting the powerhouses at each end. She maintained the pressure as tightly as she could, feeling Damian bump and thump at the roof of her mouth while Phil widened her narrow tunnel relentlessly, digging his trench further and further, filling her, drilling her until she felt the stirrings of her end. She began to pump frantically at Damian, sucking demoniacally until she wrung victory from him, swallowing and lapping at his seed before allowing herself to give way to her own climax. Phil came last, snorting and trumpeting, toppling his conference conquest over into Damian's lap, where she lay, her cheek nestling against his softening cock, waiting for Phil to pull out of her.
'Bloody hell,' said Phil, unsnapping his condom and aiming it accurately at the wastepaper basket. 'We've never gone that far before.' He grinned at Damian. 'Taking turns was one thing, but this was a whole new world. What did you think, Maddie?'
Maddie smiled gently, enjoying Damian's lazy fidgeting with her hair. 'Mmm,' she said.
That night they pushed the single beds together and shared the makeshift double, Maddie sleeping between her two beautiful boys while the camera, still on its tripod, watched over them till morning.
Damian was first to wake the next day; finding himself unexpectedly beside an attractive woman, he did what came naturally and leant over to lick a nipple while one hand wandered down beneath the sheets. Maddie stirred, turning her warm body towards his and muttered something incoherent before her lashes fluttered open. It took a few seconds for her sleepy eyes to focus on the head of thick black hair bobbing beneath her chin, but she registered the coiling wetness around her nipple and a gentle pressure on her clitoris. If this was a dream, she thought, it was a good one . . . and then last night came back to her. She glanced over at Phil, who slept on, then rooted one hand in Damian's hair, wrapped the other around his rampant cock and whispered, 'Good morning.'
Damian gave her nipple a final delicate lick then looked up at her, grinning lazily. 'It is now,' he whispered back. 'Waking up to a gorgeous body like yours. Makes me want to do bad things to you.'
'Go on and do them then,' said Maddie with a lascivious wink. 'The badder the better.'
Damian chuckled softly, keeping his fingers firm against Maddie's clit. 'How do you get this wet in your sleep?' he asked. 'Were you dreaming about me?'
'Mmm,' yawned Maddie. 'I prefer the reality though.'
Damian reached over to the bedside table for the condom packet. 'You asked for it,' he said, tearing off a foil corner with his teeth. 'You're going to get it. Lie flat and spread those legs, woman.'
Maddie was happy to comply, wriggling joyously into position, watching Damian sheathe his lengthy cock in rubber and thinking what an interesting photograph that would make. Then he plunged down on to knees and elbows and crawled over her, dropping savage little kisses at random intervals, on her knees, her hip, her ribcage, until he was lined up, lip to lip, shoulder to shoulder, his hands braced beneath her thigh tops so that the tip of the shaft nudged her opening. Maddie took two handfuls of buttock, urging him forward, needing her intimate space filled quickly. She tingled with pleasure as he broke through, burrowing into her darkness, enjoying the feeling of fullness, even the mild chafing that reminded her of last night's excesses. This was no hammer-and-tongs pounding though; Damian was considerate of his sleeping friend and he screwed Maddie slowly and teasingly, edging up to the hilt then keeping himself there, rocking a little so as to keep Maddie's nerve endings interested, using every ounce of self-discipline in his reserve to control the pace. She began to knead impatiently at his tight arse, trying to speed his rhythm, but he would not be moved. Gradually he pulled back, a tiny jerking motion at a time, laughing quietly at her little yelps of encouragement, before gliding back down the passage. He repeated this move for long, languid minutes, varying the action above the waist with smoochy kisses on Maddie's lips, neck, breasts, behind her ears. His fingers drifted to and fro around her clitoris and lower lips, never quite lingering long enough to let her find satisfaction so that she had to try and suck his cock up inside her as hard as she could.
It was about fifteen minutes into this slow and stately sarabande that Phil woke up. Maddie, who had been concentrating on lifting her hips high enough to wrap her legs around Damian's upper back so that she could thrust herself upwards on to his cock, did not realise she had an audience until he coughed and said, 'Thought you'd start without me, did you?'
'Uh . . . sorry,' she gasped.
'Don't mind me. I'll just lie here and enjoy the view.'
Maddie, highly conscious of being watched, pushed once more against Damian's bottom cheeks. In this position, Phil would be able to see Damian's root sawing back and forth, in and out; he could see how full and wet her pussy was, and her enlarged clitoris begging for touch.
'No need to keep the noise down now,' grunted Damian, and he began to speed up, plunging down with increasing force while Maddie rocked upwards to meet his thrust.
'Nothing like a good hard fuck to start the day, is there?' said Phil conversationally, propped up on an elbow. 'Or so I'm told.'
'You'll . . . get . . . your . . . turn,' Damian ground out between hard strokes, his face contorting with the nearness of climax.
'You bet I will,' said Phil. 'One way or another. What do you say, Maddie? Once Damian has had you, will you be able to take another hard cock up there? I reckon yes.'
'Yes!' exclaimed Maddie, turned on beyond endurance, wanting at that wild moment to have the pair of them tak
e turns on her until sunset, or her body melted, whichever might transpire first. Phil began to stroke his erection in preparation, sensing that his chance might come quite soon, if Damian's increasingly unhinged muttering and Maddie's frantic head-tossing were any indication.
Seconds later, the pair were thrashing around and howling fit to wake the entire landing. Damian held himself still, panting loudly for a minute or so, then he rolled off, kissed Maddie hard on the lips and began to unravel his rubber.
Maddie lay, a little spent but still ready for more, smiling lopsidedly at Phil, who had reached out an arm and was tugging her towards him.
'Damian did all the work there,' he said, manipulating her up and over his hips so that she straddled him. 'I'm feeling lazy though. Take me for a ride, love.'
Smiling wickedly, Maddie leant down and lightly bit one of his nipples.