Chapter 1: The Morning After
Maggie opened her eyes to bright late morning sun and a pile of naked flesh. Well, most of a pile. To one side of the giant bed, Liza was riding Ethan's face, grinding down on him hard. She looked up to catch Maggie's eye and winked to her before reaching down to pinch Ethan's nipple. Ethan convulsed beneath her and slid his hands up Liza's body to grope her impressive breasts. As Maggie watched, she wondered what body art Ethan was going to receive. Eva got nipple piercings and a tattoo, and Maggie herself got her nipples pierced. And Liza was an impressive artist of all those skills.
Before the previous evening, Maggie had thought Liza to be a devoted butch lesbian, but she certainly seemed to enjoy Ethan's cock the previous night while her girlfriend, Eva, watched. And now Liza was riding Ethan's face as Eva slept in the arms of her best friend, Janice.
Maggie’s heart pounded as she watched Liza’s hips roll in slow, deliberate circles, her fingers tangled in Ethan’s dark hair, pulling just hard enough to make him groan. The sound was muffled by her pussy, slick and glistening, pressing down onto his mouth with every thrust. His hands gripped her thighs, fingers digging into soft flesh, his tongue working her clit in slow, teasing strokes.
Maggie hears a soft chuckle in her ear and Abby whispers, "She's going to break him." Maggie smiles and turns to give Abby a quick kiss. "Maybe they'll become a thruple?" Abby whispered, her breath warm against Maggie's neck as she pressed closer, her fingers tracing slow circles over Maggie's bare hip. The sheets were tangled around their legs, still damp from the sweat of their own earlier fucking, and the air in the room was thick with the musk of sex—salty, sweet, and intoxicating.
Maggie bit her lip, watching as Liza’s hips rolled in a slow, deliberate grind against Ethan’s face. Liza’s breath hitched, her back arching as she rode his face with increasing urgency. The wet, obscene sounds of her pussy against his mouth filled the room, mingling with the soft, rhythmic slaps of flesh on flesh.
Maggie felt Abby’s hand slide between her thighs, fingers slipping easily into her wetness. She gasped, her hips jerking as Abby’s fingers curled inside her, rubbing that perfect spot. "Fuck," she whispered, her nails digging into Abby’s shoulder.
Liza’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as she neared her climax. Ethan’s hands moved to her ass, spreading her open, his tongue licking deep inside her. Liza’s fingers tightened in his hair, her hips bucking as she rode his face harder, her breathing ragged. "Fuck, yes," she growled, her voice thick with pleasure. "Eat that pussy, you filthy bastard."
Maggie’s own breath hitched as Abby’s fingers worked her, slow and deep, her thumb circling her clit with just the right pressure. "You like watching her get ruined?" Maggie searched Abby's face and touched her lips. She said, "I think you're confusing who is ruining and who is being ruined." Abby's eyes went wide and she turned to watch some more.
"You're right," she said, her voice low and husky. "Look at him. He's fucking *begging* for it." Maggie followed her gaze and saw Ethan’s fingers digging into Liza’s ass, his tongue working her like a man starved. His muffled groans vibrated through her, making her thighs tremble. Liza’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body shuddering as she rode him harder, her hips snapping down with every thrust.
Maggie’s own body ached with need, Abby’s fingers still working her slowly, teasingly. She whimpered, her hips lifting to meet Abby’s touch. She gathered her breath and whispered, "I bet you a night of submission that she pierces something of his." Abby giggles and replies, "No wager. I'll just be your sub because I want to." She looks into Maggie's eyes. "You think it'll be his cock?" Abby whispered, her fingers still buried inside Maggie, her thumb circling Maggie's clit with slow, deliberate pressure. "Or maybe his nipples? God, I love watching her work."
Maggie's breath hitched as she watched Liza's muscles flex, her tattoos shifting with every roll of her hips. The way she rode Ethan's face was pure dominance—no hesitation, no mercy. "Fuck, look at her," Liza's grip on Ethan's hair tightened, her hips grinding down harder, her breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps.
"That's it, you little slut," she growled, her voice thick with pleasure. "Eat that pussy like you mean it." Ethan's muffled moans vibrated against her, his tongue working her clit in slow, deliberate circles. His hands slid up her thighs, fingers digging into her ass, spreading her open, making her gasp.
Maggie's own body ached with need as she watched, Abby's fingers still buried inside her, working her slow and deep. She could feel her own wetness coating Abby's fingers, her hips lifting to meet every thrust. "Fuck," she whispered, her nails digging into Abby's shoulder. "I want to watch her make him beg."
Abby smirked, her fingers curling inside Maggie, her thumb pressing down on her clit with just the right amount of pressure. "You like that, don’t you?" she murmured, her lips brushing against Maggie’s ear. "Watching her take control like that?"
Maggie nodded, her breath hitching as Liza’s hips rolled in slow, deliberate circles, her fingers tangled in Ethan’s dark hair, pulling just hard enough to make him groan. Without warning, Liza groaned and came squirting all over Ethan's face. The sound of his lapping her grew louder as he drank down her cum. She looked down at him softly, stroking his hair. "Good boy. That's my very good boy." Liza purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction as she slid off Ethan's face, her thighs trembling. She wiped her slick pussy against his lips one last time before standing up, her tattoos glistening with sweat. Ethan gasped for air, his face glistening with her juices, his cock rock hard and straining.
Maggie watched, her own body aching with need as Abby's fingers still worked her slowly, teasingly. "Fuck," she whispered, her hips lifting to meet Abby's touch. As Liza wrapped her hand around Ethan's cock and started stroking it, Maggie reached down and grabbed Abby's hand. She began fucking herself with Abby's fingers as Abby tenderly chewed on Maggie's shoulder.
Liza's fingers wrapped around Ethan's cock, her grip firm and possessive. She stroked him slowly, her thumb swirling over the head, spreading the pre-cum that had already beaded at the tip. "Look at this," she murmured, her voice rough with lust. "You’re so fucking hard for me, aren’t you?"
Ethan groaned, his hips lifting off the bed, his cock twitching in her grip. "Fuck, yes," he panted, his voice hoarse. "Please, Liza—"
She smirked, tightening her grip just enough to make him hiss. "Please what?" she taunted, her fingers working him in slow, deliberate strokes.
"You want me to make you come, don’t you?" She leaned down, her breath hot against his ear. "You want me to ruin you, don’t you?"
She chuckled, her grip tightening just enough to make him whimper. "Beg for it," she ordered, her voice a low growl. "Tell me how much you want it."
Ethan’s breath came in ragged gasps, his fingers digging into the sheets. "Fuck, I want it," he panted.
"Please, Liza, I need it—"
Liza’s grin was wicked as she tightened her grip around his cock, her thumb pressing down on the sensitive underside. "You need what, exactly?" she purred, her voice dripping with dominance. "Tell me what you want, you little slut."
Ethan’s hips jerked up, his cock pulsing in her fist. "I—I want you to make me come," he groaned, his voice breaking. "Please, just—fuck, just touch me—"
Liza chuckled darkly, her fingers working him in slow, deliberate strokes. "Oh, I'm touching you, sweetheart," she purred, her thumb swirling over the swollen head of his cock, spreading the pre-cum that was now dripping freely. "I tell you what. I'll help you come if you let me pierce your cock...put a ring on it. What do you say?" Liza purred, her thumb pressing down on the sensitive underside of his cock, making him gasp. "I'll make you come so hard you'll see stars, but you have to let me put a ring through this pretty little cock of yours. What do you say, Ethan? You want to be my little pierced pet?"
Ethan’s breath hitched, his hips jerking up into her grip. His cock was throbbing, pre-cum dripping down her fingers, his body trembling with need. "Fuck, yes," he groaned, his voice raw. "Do it. Please, Liza—just fucking let me come."
Liza smirked, her grip tightening around him. "Good boy," she murmured, her voice dripping with dark amusement. "You’re gonna love this. But first, let’s make sure you’re *really* ready for me."
Her free hand slid between his thighs, fingers pressing against his taint, teasing the sensitive skin just behind his balls. Ethan gasped, his hips bucking up into her touch. "Fuck—" he groaned, his cock twitching in her grip.
Liza chuckled, her fingers pressing harder, rolling his balls in her palm. she purred.
Maggie's cunt clenched around Abby's fingers and she looked at Abby's face again. Abby's mouth hung open in awe of Liza owning Ethan. Maggie whispered, "She owns him. This is so hot."
Liza continued rolling Ethan's balls, then she pinched his nipple hard and he whimpered. "You like being my little fuck toy, don't you?" She leaned down and bit his neck. "You're fucking *mine* now, aren't you?" she growled, her voice rough with lust. "Say it."
Ethan’s breath hitched, his fingers digging into the sheets. "Y-yes," he stammered, his hips bucking up into her grip. "Fuck, I’m yours—please, Liza, just—"
Liza smirked, her grip tightening around his cock, her thumb pressing down on the sensitive underside. "Just what?" she taunted, her voice dripping with dominance.
"You want me to make you come, don’t you? You want me to ruin you, don’t you?" "Please, Liza—"
She smirked, tightening her grip just enough to make him hiss. Then she reached beneath him and began circling his asshole, pressing slowly. Maggie gasped and her cunt clenched again.
"Fuck, yes," he panted. "Please, Liza—just—fuck, just touch me—" "But you want more, don't you? You want me to *really* fuck you, don't you?"
Ethan's breath came in ragged gasps, his fingers clawing at the sheets. "Fuck, yes—please, Liza, just—"
Liza's grin was pure sin as she pressed harder on his asshole, making him whimper. "Tell me what you want," she demanded, her voice rough with lust. "Tell me how you want me to ruin you."
Ethan's hips bucked up into her grip, his cock pulsing in her fist.
"Fuck, I want you to fuck me," he groaned, his voice breaking. "Please, Liza—just—fuck, just touch me—"
Liza chuckled darkly, her fingers still teasing his asshole, pressing just enough to make him gasp. "You want me to stretch that tight little asshole of yours and make you scream?" Liza's fingers pressed harder, circling his rim, teasing the sensitive flesh until Ethan was writhing beneath her. "Tell me how much you need it, you filthy little slut."
Ethan's breath came in ragged gasps, his cock throbbing in Liza's grip. "Fuck, yes," he groaned, his hips bucking up into her touch. "Please, Liza—I need it—fuck, I need you deep inside me—"
Liza smirked, her fingers pressing deeper, sliding just the tip of her middle finger inside him. Ethan gasped, his body tensing as she breached him.
"Oh god—" he groaned, his fingers digging into the sheets. "Fuck, Liza—"
Liza smirked, her finger sliding deeper, her thumb still working his cock in slow, deliberate strokes. "That's it," she purred, her voice dripping with dark delight. "Take it like a good boy. You love this, don't you? Being my little fuck toy?" Liza chuckled, her finger curling inside him, rubbing that perfect spot.
"Fuck, yes," he groaned, his fingers digging into the sheets. "I love it—fuck, I love it—"
Liza smirked, her finger sliding deeper, her thumb still working his cock in slow, deliberate strokes. "You want more, don't you?" she taunted, her voice rough with lust.
"Fuck, yes," he groaned, his hips bucking up into her grip. "Please, Liza—just—"
Liza leaned down to lick his abdomen. "Say it, little boy. Say what you want and where you want it." Liza's voice was a low, wicked purr, her finger still buried deep inside him, her thumb swirling over the head of his cock.
Ethan's breath came in ragged gasps, his hips lifting off the bed, his cock throbbing in her grip. "Fuck, I want you to fuck me," he groaned, his voice raw with need. "Please, Liza—I need it—fuck, I need you deep inside me—"
Liza smirked, her finger curling inside him, rubbing that perfect spot. Then she added a second finger. "Say it again. Plead for it, Ethan." Liza's voice was a low, wicked purr, her fingers buried deep inside him, stretching him open. "Fuck, I want it," he groaned, his hips bucking up into her touch. "Please, Liza—I need it—fuck, I need you deep inside me—"
Liza smirked, then sat back. Letting go of his cock, she pushed his thighs up until his feet were touching the bed behind his head. she grabbed his cock again and began stroking it slowly as her fingers moved fast and deep in his ass. Unconsciously, Abby's fingers moved in the same tempo in Maggie's cunt.
Maggie's hips moved in time with Abby's fingers, and she could feel her orgasm building. She watched Liza's fingers fucking Ethan's ass. She could see his cock twitching in Liza's hand, and she could hear the wet sounds of Liza's fingers sliding in and out of his tight hole. She could feel Abby's fingers curling inside her, rubbing that perfect spot, and she could feel her own orgasm building. She could feel her cunt clenching around Abby's fingers, and she could feel her own wetness coating her thighs. She could feel her nipples hardening, and she could feel her breath coming in ragged gasps.
Maggie watched as Liza's fingers worked Ethan's ass, her tattooed arms flexing with every thrust. The sound of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh filled the room, mingling with Ethan's desperate moans.
Liza's fingers were buried deep in his ass, her knuckles pressed against his tight ring, stretching him open with every thrust. Her other hand worked his cock in slow, deliberate strokes, her thumb swirling over the swollen head, spreading the pre-cum that was now dripping freely. Leaning down, she licked his balls. "Come for me, baby. Come so hard...." she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "Come so hard I can feel it in your ass." Ethan’s breath hitched, his hips bucking up into her touch, his cock pulsing in her grip.
Liza leaned down and closed her mouth around the head of his cock. Ethan's body arched and he came and came and came. Liza pressed her fingers deep into his ass, massaging his prostate. When he settled back on the bed, Liza released him completely, then climbed over his quivering body to kiss him...and push his cum into his own mouth. When she drew back, she murmured, "Swallow, little slut." Ethan obeyed, his throat working as he swallowed his own cum, his cheeks flushed with shame and arousal. Liza smirked, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before leaning down to kiss him again, her tongue sliding between his lips, tasting herself on him.
Maggie’s breath hitched as she watched and when Ethan gave himself up to Liza's touch, she came as hard as she ever had. Abby leaned down and devoured her screams. Eventually, she whispered to Maggie's lips, "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen." Maggie nodded, her body still trembling from the force of her orgasm. "I can't believe how much I loved watching her take control like that." Abby grinned, her fingers still buried inside Maggie, her thumb circling her clit with slow, deliberate pressure. "You're so fucking wet for it," she murmured, her voice dripping with lust. "You love watching her ruin him, don’t you?"
Maggie was about to respond when Eva clambered out of Janice's arms and moved over to Liza and Ethan. She wrapped herself around Liza and kissed her slow. "Morning, mommy." When she was done, she turned to Ethan, still gasping, and kissed then bit his nipple. "Good morning, baby slut." She bit the other nipple. "Wait til you meet Mommy's cock." Eva’s voice was a low purr as she straddled Ethan’s trembling body, her fingers tracing the sweat-slicked lines of his chest. The morning light spilled through the curtains, catching the glint of Liza’s piercings as she watched with a smirk, her fingers still sticky from Ethan’s release.
Maggie’s breath hitched as she watched Eva’s hands slide down Ethan’s torso, her nails scraping lightly over his skin. The way she moved—slow, deliberate, like she owned him—sent a fresh wave of heat between Maggie’s thighs. Eva’s hands were on Ethan’s chest, her nails digging into his skin just enough to make him whimper.
Eva leaned down, her dark hair spilling over Ethan’s face as she whispered something into his ear. Whatever she said made him shudder, his cock twitching against his stomach. Maggie bit her lip, her hips lifting slightly to meet Abby’s touch.
“Fuck, look at him,” Abby murmured, her breath hot against Maggie’s neck. “He’s *begging* for it.” Oliver chose that moment to sit up and look around. "Anyone else hungry?" He spotted Janice and leaned over to kiss her cheek.
***
After a fun breakfast at the local diner, the group split up and headed their separate ways. Janice and Oliver headed to Oliver's apartment to have some alone time. Eva and Liza each took one of Ethan's hands and led him back to the tattoo shop for Ethan's new art. And Abby and Maggie went shopping.
Once they were part from their friends, Maggie swore Abby to secrecy and then told her about her date that evening. She did not go into specifics about whom, only that it was a beautiful woman with the biggest dick Maggie had ever seen. Abby listened and was generally excited by the concept but admitted to Maggie it worried her a little.
At that confession, Maggie stopped on the sidewalk and turned to hug her friend. "Oh Abs," she whispered, "I love you too. Here's what I'll do. I'll write down the address of where I am going and put it in an envelope. I'll even include her name. If you don't hear from me by 3pm tomorrow afternoon, open the envelope. Okay?" Abby brightened perceptibly and kissed Maggie gently. "Okay, now I'm just jealous, Maggie-moo." Maggie chuckled and squeezed Abby's hand. "Of her or me?" Abby laughed and murmured, "Yes."
So they spent the rest of the morning and the early part of the afternoon going from store to store. Maggie tried on lots of clothes, as did Abby, because she could. Eventually, they headed back to the dorm room, packages in hand. Maggie checked her desk clock and saw that it was only around 2pm; she had six hours before her date. Maggie sighed and removed all of her clothes, then curled up in her bed for a nap since she really did not get that much sleep the night before. Abby got undressed too and curled up in Maggie's arms. They necked briefly, then fell asleep.
They woke up around 6, and Abby led Maggie to the showers. Abby took delicious care of her best friend, scrubbing her entire body deliciously before escorting her back to the room. Maggie put on her new lingerie and dress as Abby whistled at her, and then the two of them applied Maggie's makeup. As they were finishing up, Abby's phone pinged, and she picked it up. Her eyes went huge and she muttered "Oh fuck" before handing the phone to Maggie. Maggie looked and saw it was a picture from Eva. It was Ethan from the shoulders down, with two nipples pierced by barbells. Maggie's mouth dropped open and she looked up at Abby. Suddenly she laughed and said, "I look forward to twisting those...." Abby laughed in reply.
Maggie looked up and saw the time, then pulled out a sheet of paper and an envelope. She wrote a name and an address on the paper and sealed it in the envelope before handing it to Abby. She stood and picked up her overnight bag, then leaned into Abby, kissing her ear, then whispering, "Wish me luck?" Abby kissed Maggie's neck. "You got this. No luck required."
Maggie took a deep breath and walked out of the dorm with Abby. The rideshare was waiting, and she climbed in the car, waving to Abby as she was driven away.