Chapter 15: A sexy trip
The bedroom was a whirlwind of nervous energy, the air thick with anticipation and the faint, earthy smell of shrooms. Alice, Pete, and Mandy had taken their doses, their minds already beginning to drift as the hallucinogenic effects kicked in. They sat in a circle on the fuzzy, lavender-colored rug, their eyes darting around the room, their smiles wide and goofy. The digital clock on the nightstand cast an otherworldly glow across their faces, the red numbers flickering like a silent fire.
They were long past the point of small talk and polite giggles. The mushrooms had taken hold, transforming their perceptions and unleashing a primal hunger that demanded satisfaction.
Alice’s skin prickled with anticipation as she watched Pete and Mandy. They were already entwined, their bodies pressing together with a raw urgency that echoed her own ache. Mandy’s legs were wrapped around Pete’s waist, her fingers clawing at his back, pulling him closer, deeper. Pete’s hands roamed over Mandy’s body, his touch possessive and hungry, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
Alice watched, her own body aching with desire, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the warmth spreading through her, the mushrooms making her skin tingle, her senses heightened, every touch feeling like an electric jolt.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Pete groaned, his voice thick with desire as he thrust into Mandy. She moaned, her head thrown back, her body arching to meet his. The flickering light of the clock cast shadows and highlights on their intertwined limbs, the contours of their bodies stark and sensual.
Alice couldn’t help but shiver.
The sensation of Pete’s thick cock filling Mandy was intoxicating, even from where she sat. She wanted a taste of that, and she wasn’t going to wait any longer. She moved closer, her hands sliding over Pete’s muscular back, her fingers tracing the lines of his tattoos.
“Fuck, Alice,” Pete groaned, his voice ragged. He looked over his shoulder, his eyes locking onto hers. “Come here,” he demanded, his voice thick with need. Alice didn’t hesitate, her body moving instinctively to meet his. She straddled him, her knees digging into the rug, her pussy grinding against his stomach.
Pete's cock slid out of Mandy, glistening with her juices. Alice leaned down, her tongue licking the length of it, tasting her best friend's arousal mixed with Pete's.
"Fuck yeah," Pete groaned, his hips bucking as Alice took him in her mouth. "That feels so fucking good, Alice. Suck it like you mean it."
Alice took him deep, her lips sealing around him, her throat constricting as she took him as far as she could. She gagged slightly, her eyes watering, but she didn't pull back. She wanted all of him, every inch.
She bobbed her head, her hands fisting his shaft, her lips and throat working in unison to take him deeper. Pete groaned, his hands tangling in her hair, his hips thrusting, fucking her mouth relentlessly.
Mandy watched, her breath catching in her throat. She could see the spit and pre-cum dripping down Pete’s cock, could hear the wet, slurping sounds of Alice’s mouth working him over. Her pussy clenched with need, her clit throbbing as she imagined his cock inside her, then inside Alice, the three of them connected in the most primal way.
Mandy reached down, her fingers finding her clit, her body aching for release. She rubbed herself in slow circles, her breath coming in short gasps as she watched Alice take Pete’s cock like a pro.
Pete’s hips moved in a steady rhythm, his cock fucking Alice’s face. The sight of her friend’s mouth stretched around his cock was almost enough to push Mandy over the edge. She needed more. She needed to feel him, all of him, inside her.
“Fuck, Alice,” Mandy groaned, her fingers working her clit faster.
“That’s so fucking hot.” Her breathing came in short, sharp gasps, her body trembling with need. She slid her fingers down, plunging two of them into her pussy, her hips bucking as she fucked herself in time with Alice’s rhythm on Pete’s cock.
Pete’s eyes were locked on Mandy, his body tensing as he watched her pleasure herself. “Goddamn, Mandy,” he growled, his voice ragged and raw. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” He thrust into Alice’s mouth, his cock throbbing with the need to come.
He could feel it building, that familiar pressure in his balls, the sensation of his orgasm threatening to explode. But he wasn’t ready for it to end yet. Not by a long shot. He wanted more.
He looked over at Mandy, her fingers still buried deep inside her pussy, her eyes locked on them, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. “Mandy,” he growled, his voice thick with desire. “Come here. I need you.”
Mandy didn’t hesitate. She crawled over to them, her body aching with need, her eyes dark with lust.
Pete pulled out of Alice’s mouth, his cock glistening with her saliva and his pre-cum. Mandy wasted no time. She straddled him, her fingers guiding his cock to her entrance. She sank down onto him, her eyes rolling back in her head as his thickness filled her, stretching her walls in the best way possible.
“Fuck, Pete,” she moaned, her voice raw with desire. “You feel so fucking good.”
Pete groaned, his hips bucking up to meet hers. “Fuck, Mandy, you’re so tight,” he growled, his hands gripping her hips, guiding her movements.
Mandy rode him hard, her hips rolling in tight circles, her nails digging into his chest. Pete's hands grabbed her hips, guiding her pace. The mushrooms made everything feel heightened. The colors in the room pulsed, the shadows danced, and every wet sound seemed amplified.
Alice hovered nearby, her fingers stroking her soaked cunt as she watched. Her mind wandered, spinning with colors and textures. A knock echoed through the apartment, ringing like a bell in her ears.
"That's them," she breathed, her hand sliding out from between her thighs. She rose unsteadily, the floor shifting beneath her feet as she padded down the short hallway. Mandy's moans followed her, a soundtrack that made her feel warm and dizzy.
Alice pulled open the door. Two girls stood there, a brunette in a tight black dress and a redhead in ripped jeans and a crop top nervously showing her midriff. They introduced themselves as Jenna and Rebecca, but Alice barely registered their names. Her mind was still swirling with the taste of Pete's cum in the air, with the lingering buzz of the shrooms taking full hold of her senses.
"Hey," Alice said, her voice syrupy and slow. "Come in. We're just getting started."
She led them back down the hallway. The light spilling from the bedroom cast long, dancing patterns on the walls. Jenna let out a low whistle at the sight that greeted them. Pete was sprawled on the rug, Mandy grinding on top of him, slick and glistening in the dim light.
"Holy shit," Rebecca breathed, her eyes glued to the scene. "That's really him, that's really Pete 'The Package.'" She giggled nervously.
Alice smiled. She slipped behind the girls, her hands finding their waists. The mushrooms had her feeling expansive, connected, like she could feel the energy of everyone in the room.
"You want to join us?" she asked, not bothering with further pleasantries.
Jenna's eyes were wide, her lips parted. She looked at Rebecca, then nodded. The two girls began shedding their clothes, their movements sharp and hurried, fumbling with buttons and zippers as if they might be called on to stop at any moment.
Mandy slowed her rhythm, looking over her shoulder. A lazy grin spread across her flushed face. "Well, look who showed up."
Pete's eyes were half-lidded, the pupils wide and dark. He didn't say anything. Instead he reached out with one hand as the girls approached, curling his fingers in an invitation. Jenna knelt beside him, her hands hovering over his chest without quite touching, trembling slightly. Rebecca settled beside Alice, unsteady, her skin bumpy with gooseflesh.
Alice turned her attention to Rebecca's neck, kissing it softly through the lingering fuzz of her awareness. She pulled the redhead close and slid a hand up under her crop top, cupping one of her tits, feeling the nipple harden against her palm.
"I love your tattoos," Rebecca whispered, tracing a pattern on Alice's arm that wasn't there. Alice laughed, the sound spilling out of her like bubbles.
Mandy dismounted Pete, her thighs slick. She crawled over to Jenna, the two of them meeting in a deep, slow kiss. Mandy's hand slid into Jenna's panties, her fingers finding her wet, ready. Jenna gasped into the kiss, her hips bucking against Mandy's hand.
Pete shifted his position; his cock stood thick and glistening. He pulled Alice toward him, his mouth finding hers, tasting of Mandy, of salt and sex. The shrooms made it feel like he was kissing her from the inside out. Alice melted into him, her hands finding his shoulders for support, her mind stretching around the edges of the moment like taffy.
Rebecca knelt beside them, her hand wrapping around the base of Pete's cock.
Rebecca's fingers closed around his cock, tentative at first, then firmer. The shrooms made the texture feel like velvet and electricity all at once. Her breath caught in her throat.
"Can I ride you?" she asked, her voice small but certain.
Pete's lips curled into a lazy grin. "Fuck yes, you can."
Rebecca swung her leg over his hips, her thighs trembling as she positioned herself above him. She held his cock at her entrance, the head pressing against her slick folds. She lowered herself slowly, inch by inch, her eyes rolling back as he stretched her open.
"Oh my god," she breathed, her voice breaking. "You're so fucking big."
Pete groaned, his hands finding her hips, steadying her. "Take your time, baby. Let me feel every inch of you."
She sank down further, her walls clenching around him, her body adjusting to his thickness. The mushrooms made the sensation overwhelming, each inch feeling like a wave of color and light. She bottomed out, a shudder running through her, her head falling back.
Mandy watched from beside them, her hand never stopping between her legs. She was grinding into her palm, her pussy dripping onto the rug.
"Look at you take him," Mandy purred, her voice thick with arousal. "You're a natural, sweetheart."
Alice shifted, her body humming. She crawled over to Jenna, who was lying on the rug, her hand between her thighs. Alice settled between her legs, her lips finding the inside of Jenna's thigh, kissing and biting her way up.
"Mandy," Alice called out, her voice syrupy. "Come here. I want to taste her with you."
Mandy peeled herself away from the scene, crawling over on all fours. She settled beside Alice, the two of them flanking Jenna's spread thighs. They locked eyes, then both lowered their mouths to Jenna's pussy at the same time.
Jenna gasped, her hands flying to their heads, her fingers tangling in their hair. "Fuck, both of you," she moaned, her hips bucking against their mouths.
Alice's tongue found Jenna's clit, circling it slowly, while Mandy licked along her folds, lapping up her juices. They worked together, alternating between soft licks and deep, probing strokes. Jenna was a writhing mess, her moans filling the room.
Meanwhile Rebecca began to move, her hips rising and falling on Pete's cock with increasing urgency. The rhythm was shaky at first, then found a groove. Pete's hands gripped her hips, guiding her, his eyes half-lidded, his mouth hanging open.
"Fuck, that's it," he groaned. "Ride me, baby. Ride that cock."
Rebecca leaned forward, her breasts pressing against his chest, her lips finding his. She kissed him deeply, her tongue sliding into his mouth while her hips maintained their rhythm. She could feel him hitting her deepest spot with every thrust, a pleasure so intense it made her see stars.
Alice looked up from Jenna's pussy, her lips slick and glistening. She watched Rebecca ride Pete, watched the way her body moved, the way his cock disappeared inside her over and over. Her hand slid down, her fingers finding her own soaked cunt.
"Does he feel good?" Alice asked, her voice husky.
Rebecca pulled back from the kiss, her eyes dazed. "He feels incredible," she breathed. "I've never felt anything like this before."
Mandy pulled her mouth away from Jenna, her chin shiny with wetness. "The package never disappoints," she said with a mischievous smile.
Jenna grabbed both their heads and pushed them back down, her voice desperate. "Don't stop. Please don't stop."
Alice and Mandy obliged, their mouths resuming their work on Jenna's clit and folds. They licked and sucked in tandem, their tongues finding a rhythm together. Jenna's legs began to shake, her moans turning into high-pitched whimpers.
"I'm close," Jenna gasped, her fingers clenching in their hair. "Oh fuck, I'm so close."
Mandy looked up at Alice, a wicked glint in her eye. She moved her mouth to Jenna's clit, her tongue flattening against it, lapping in long, slow strokes. Alice slid her fingers into Jenna's pussy, curling them, finding her G-spot.
Jenna cried out as she came, her body convulsing, her thighs clamping around their heads. Alice and Mandy kept working her through it, lapping up every drop of her release, feeding off her trembling pleasure.
Rebecca's rhythm was faltering. Her hips stuttered, her breathing ragged. Pete felt her tighten around him, felt the heat building at the base of his cock.
"I'm going to come," she gasped, her voice strained.
"Come on my cock, baby," Pete growled, his hands gripping her hips. "Let go. Let me feel you come all over me."
Rebecca's body seized, a cry tearing from her throat as she came undone. Her walls clenched around him, milking him, and Pete's own release followed, his cum flooding deep inside her. He roared, his hips bucking up into her, riding out his orgasm.
Rebecca collapsed onto his chest, her body limp and trembling. She was sweating and breathless, a smile on her face. "Holy shit," she whispered. "That was amazing."
Pete chuckled, running a hand through her hair. "You did great, babe."
Alice pulled away from Jenna, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She looked at the pile of bodies in the center of the room, at Pete and Rebecca, at Mandy and Jenna. Her mind was a kaleidoscope of images and sensations. The mushrooms had her feeling infinite, like she could stretch herself across the entire room and touch all of them at once.
She crawled over to Pete and Rebecca, settling beside them. Her hand slid down his chest, over his abs, coming to rest on his still-hard cock. He stirred under her touch, hardening against her palm.
Alice's fingers curled around Pete's cock, feeling it swell and thicken against her palm. The mushrooms painted trails of light across his skin, and she watched them dance with a dreamy smile. She shifted to her knees, looking over at Jenna, who was still sprawled on the rug, her chest heaving, a satisfied haze in her eyes.
"Jenna," Alice said, her voice slow and syrupy. "Come here. Clean him up."
Jenna blinked, processing the words. Then she grinned, a lazy, hungry smile. She crawled across the rug, her movements unhurried, her eyes fixed on Pete's cock. She settled between his thighs, her hands wrapping around its base.
Pete moaned, his head falling back. "Fuck, yes."
Jenna leaned down, her tongue flat against the underside of his shaft. She licked from base to tip, slow and deliberate, tasting the mixture of Rebecca's cum and her own. She swirled her tongue around the head, lapping up every drop, her eyes locked on Pete's face.
"Get him ready for another round," Alice said, her hand sliding down her own body. "Make him hard again. Hard as you can."
Rebecca shifted off Pete's lap, settling beside Alice, her hand finding Alice's thigh. Mandy crawled over too, her fingers tracing patterns on Alice's stomach. They watched Jenna work, their bodies buzzing with the shared heat of the room.
Jenna took Pete's cock into her mouth, sinking down as far as she could. She gagged slightly but pushed through it, her throat relaxing, taking more of him. She bobbed her head, her hands working the base, her tongue swirling with each retreat.
"That's it, Jenna," Pete groaned, his hands finding her hair. "Suck it. Make me hard again."
Jenna doubled her efforts, her head moving faster, her lips stretched tight around his girth. The sounds she made were wet and vulgar, filling the room. Rebecca's hand crept higher on Alice's thigh, her fingers brushing against Alice's soaked cunt.
Alice gasped, her hips bucking against Rebecca's touch. She watched Jenna work Pete's cock, watched the way his hips began to move, matching Jenna's rhythm. He was getting harder, his cock standing thick and proud, slick with Jenna's saliva.
"Fuck, that's perfect," Pete growled. "Get me nice and hard for you girls."
Mandy slid her hand between Alice's legs, joining Rebecca's fingers. They worked together, teasing and stroking, while Alice moaned, her head falling back.
Jenna pulled off with a wet pop, a string of saliva connecting her lips to the tip of his cock. She pumped him with her hand, showing them what she'd accomplished. Pete stood fully erect, thick and glistening.
"He's ready," Jenna said, her voice rough and satisfied.
Alice's lips curled into a slow, wicked smile. She looked at Mandy, a silent understanding passing between them. Without a word, they moved in unison, each taking one of Jenna's ankles and lifting her legs, folding her almost in half until her knees pressed against her ears. Jenna gasped, her eyes widening, but she didn't resist.
"What do you think, Jenna?" Alice asked, her voice syrupy and low. "You ready to feel that cock inside your tight little pussy?"
Jenna's breath hitched. "Oh god, am I really doing this?"
Mandy grinned, her fingers pressing into the soft flesh of Jenna's thighs. "You're about to experience something fucking special, sweetheart."
Pete moved between Jenna's spread legs, his cock standing thick and slick, the head glistening with Jenna's own saliva. He positioned himself at her entrance, the mushroom-laced air seeming to ripple around them. Her pussy was soaked, her folds glistening, her clit swollen and pink.
"Fuck, look at you," Pete growled, his voice rough. "All folded up and ready for me."
He pushed forward. The head of his cock pressed against her entrance, stretching her slowly, the resistance thick and wet. Jenna's eyes rolled back, her mouth falling open on a silent cry. The shrooms painted every sensation in vivid color: petals of red and gold blooming where they joined.
"Fuck, she's so tight," Pete grunted, pushing deeper. "So fucking wet."
His cock slid into her inch by inch. Jenna's fingers clawed at the rug, her body shuddering. She felt impossibly full, stretched to her limit, the pressure of him filling her to the brim. A low moan escaped her throat, drawn out and raw.
"Alice, fuck," Jenna whimpered, her eyes finding her friend's face. "He's so big. He's so fucking big."
Alice leaned down, kissing Jenna's forehead, her lips warm and slow. "Just let him fill you up, baby. Let him stretch that pussy."
Pete bottomed out, his balls pressing against Jenna's ass. He held still for a moment, letting her adjust, his hands gripping her hips. The room seemed to throb around them, the walls pulsing with their shared breath.
"Fuck, I'm going to move now," he warned, his voice tight. "Tell me if it's too much."
"Do it," Jenna gasped. "Please, just fucking do it."
Pete pulled back, his cock sliding out nearly to the tip, then drove back in with a wet, heavy thrust. Jenna screamed, her body convulsing. The pressure inside her was overwhelming, and she felt a strange, intense fullness building.
"Oh god, oh fuck," she cried, her hips bucking. "Something's happening."
Mandy leaned in close, her breath hot on Jenna's cheek. "Let it happen, sweetheart. Don't hold back."
Pete thrust again, harder, his rhythm finding a steady, pounding beat. Jenna's legs trembled in their grip, her ankles still held by her ears, her body completely open to him.
"That's it," he growled, his voice filthy. "Take my cock, baby. Take all twelve inches."
Jenna's body tightened, a coiling pressure building in her core. It felt like a dam about to break, like something hot and wild clawing to get out. She didn't understand it. She'd never felt anything like this before.
"I'm going to come," she sobbed, her voice breaking. "Oh fuck, I'm going to come."
"Come on my cock," Pete demanded. "Come all over me."
The first orgasm hit her like a wave. Her back arched, her mouth open in a silent scream, and then a gush of fluid erupted from her pussy, spraying across Pete's stomach and chest. He grunted, his rhythm faltering for a moment, surprise flashing in his eyes.
"Holy shit," Mandy breathed, her eyes wide. "She's a squirter."
Jenna kept coming, her body jerking with each spasm, more fluid flooding out of her, soaking Pete's thighs, the rug beneath them. She gushed and sprayed like a fountain, her cries high and desperate.
Pete recovered quickly, a wild grin spreading across his face. "Fuck yes," he growled, slamming back into her. "You squirt all over me, baby. Drown me."
Jenna's second orgasm was already building, cresting as he thrust deep. Her body convulsed again, another torrent of clear, warm fluid bursting from her, splashing across his groin and onto the rug. The sound was obscene, wet and violent.
Alice watched, her own hand between her legs, her fingers working her clit in frantic circles. "Look at that," she said, her voice husky. "She's fucking spraying."
Mandy let go of Jenna's leg, crawling closer to Pete, her mouth finding his. She kissed him deeply, tasting Jenna on his lips, as he continued to pound into the writhing girl beneath him. Jenna's third orgasm hit before the second even fully receded, her body wracked with tremors, more fluid gushing out, splattering across Pete and now Mandy too.
"Fuck, again," Pete groaned, pulling back just enough to watch her come, the fluid arcing out of her. "She just keeps going."
Rebecca watched from the side, her eyes wide, her hand between her own legs. She'd never seen anything like this, a girl cumming so hard she soaked the whole room. The air was thick with the smell of sex and rain, the shrooms making everything feel oversaturated and alive.
Pete kept thrusting, driving Jenna through orgasm after orgasm. She squirted at least four more times, each burst soaking his cock, his hands, the rug in a spreading dark stain. His own release was building, coiling at the base of his spine.
"I'm close," he grunted, his rhythm becoming erratic. "Fuck, I'm so close."
Alice crawled over, dripping with her own arousal, and pressed her mouth to Jenna's. Jenna kissed her back, dazed and trembling, her hips still bucking weakly against Pete's cock. Mandy leaned in too, their tongues tangling in a grimy, shared kiss.
Pete roared, his hips slamming home one final time as he came, his cum flooding deep inside Jenna. Jenna cried out, another shudder racking her body, a final weak squirt spilling over his cock.
He collapsed forward, his weight supported on his arms, his forehead pressed against Jenna's. She lay limp beneath him, her legs still shaking, her pussy overflowing with his cum and her own slick.
"Fuck," he breathed. "That was incredible."
Mandy sat back, surveying the scene. The rug was soaked, Pete's skin glistening, Jenna's thighs slick and stained. She laughed, a low, dirty sound.
"Well," she said, her voice thick with satisfied wonder. "We just made a fucking mess."
Mandy stood, her legs unsteady, and dragged the edge of her palm across her slick thigh. "Don't move," she said, her voice syrupy. She padded to her bag in the corner of the room, the zipper sounding like a landslide in the psychotropic quiet. She pulled out two harnesses, black leather straps with steel rings, and a pair of dildos that gleamed in the red glow of the clock.
"Alice," she called, holding one up. "Get over here."
Alice peeled herself off the rug, her knees weak, her pussy still aching. She crossed to Mandy, her hands clumsy with the shroom fog, and let Mandy work the harness around her hips. The leather bit into her skin, snug and tight. Mandy fitted the dildo through the ring, a thick, veined shaft of silicone that stood proud and obscene.
"There," Mandy said, tightening a strap around Alice's hips. "Now you've got one, too."
Hers was slightly larger, a dark red length that curved slightly upward. She adjusted it, the base pressing against her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure up her spine. She looked down at her own harness, a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
"Fuck, you look good," Alice said, her voice rough.
They turned to the others. Pete had shifted back against the bed frame, Jenna curled beside him, her hand lazily stroking his softening cock. Rebecca sat upright, hugging her knees, her eyes wide as she took in the two women standing above her.
Mandy knelt in front of Rebecca, the dildo swaying between her legs. She placed a hand on Rebecca's knee, her touch feather-light.
"You ever been filled up before, baby?" Mandy asked, her voice low.
Rebecca shook her head, her lips parting. "Not like this. Not with both of us."
Alice settled behind Rebecca, her hands finding her shoulders, the false cock pressing against the small of Rebecca's back. She leaned in, her lips brushing the girl's ear.
"We're going to take care of you," Alice whispered. "We're going to fill that tight little pussy and that ass until you see stars. You want that?"
Rebecca's breath shuddered out of her. "Yes," she breathed. "Fuck, yes."
Mandy slicked the dildo with a handful of lube, the liquid warm and thick. She guided the tip against Rebecca's entrance, the silicone pressing, stretching. Rebecca whimpered, her hips tilting forward to meet it.
"Easy," Mandy cooed. "Let us in."
She pushed, inch by inch, until the entire length was seated inside Rebecca's pussy. Rebecca gasped, her fingers digging into the rug, her mouth open and trembling.
"There you go," Mandy said. "Now, Alice, you're up."
Alice pressed her dildo against Rebecca's ass, the tip slick and cool. She pushed slowly, feeling the tight ring of muscle resist, then give. Rebecca cried out, a high, broken sound, her body stretching to accommodate both of them.
"Breathe," Alice said, her voice soft. "Let yourself open up."
She pushed deeper, the heat of the girl's body searing through the silicone. When she bottomed out, all three of them were still, joined together in a silent, impossible fullness.
"Fuck," Rebecca moaned, her voice thick. "I can feel both of you. So full."
Pete leaned forward, his cock hardening again as he watched. Jenna's hand wrapped around him, stroking him in slow, wet pulls. "Look at her," Pete breathed. "Look at them split her open."
Mandy began to move first, her hips pulling back and driving forward, setting a slow rhythm inside Rebecca's pussy. Alice followed, thrusting into her ass in the opposite timing. They worked together, alternating strokes, filling her from both ends, the wet sounds of their fucking loud and obscene in the quiet room.
Rebecca's head fell back against Alice's shoulder, her mouth open on a long, desperate moan. "Oh god, oh god," she chanted, her body rocking between them. "I can't believe how good this feels."
Mandy picked up the pace, her thrusts harder, deeper. Alice matched her, their bodies slapping against Rebecca's ass and thighs, the harnesses creaking with every movement. The mushrooms painted the edges of their vision in shifting patterns, the whole room breathing with them.
"Tell me how it feels," Alice grunted, her hand gripping Rebecca's hip.
"It's so much," Rebecca gasped, tears spilling down her cheeks, but her face was pure ecstasy. "I feel like I'm going to split in half. Please, don't stop. Please."
Jenna stroked Pete faster, her own pussy dripping onto the rug. Pete's chest was heaving, his eyes glued to the three women, the sight of his own cock in his hand almost too much. He watched Rebecca's face, the way she broke apart on both of them, the way she couldn't hold still.
"Fuck, you're all so dirty," Pete groaned. "So fucking beautiful."
Rebecca's orgasm rose out of nowhere, violent and absolute. Her body convulsed, her walls clenching around Mandy's cock, her ass tightening around Alice's. She screamed, her back arching, her hands clawing at the rug, and then she was coming, a flood of wet heat spilling out around Mandy's dildo, splashing down onto the soaked rug.
Mandy ground deeper, riding out Rebecca's contractions, her thrusts slowing. Alice kept a steady rhythm in her ass, letting the convulsions milk her, the girl's orgasm stretching on and on.
"There you go, baby," Alice whispered, her voice thick with satisfaction. "Take all of it. Take everything."
Rebecca's body went limp between them, her breath coming in ragged sobs. Mandy pulled out slowly, her dildo slick and dripping, and Alice followed, the stretch of Rebecca's ass collapsing with a wet sigh.
Jenna let go of Pete's cock, crawling across the rug on her hands and knees. She settled over Rebecca's face, straddling her, her slick folds hovering above the girl's mouth.
"Your turn to taste me," Jenna said, her voice raw. She lowered herself down.
Rebecca's tongue licked weakly against her clit, then with more purpose as she woke up again. Jenna moaned, grinding against the girl's mouth, her fingers tangling in Rebecca's hair.
Alice looked over at Pete. He was stroking himself, his eyes dark and hungry, watching Jenna ride Rebecca's face. She crawled over to him, her hand joining his on his cock, moving in the same rhythm.
"Give me your mouth," Pete said, his voice rough. "I need to come in your throat."
Alice leaned down, taking him deep, his cock sliding past her lips and into the back of her throat. She swallowed around him, her tongue working the shaft, her cheeks hollowing. Mandy joined her, kissing down his thighs, her tongue tracing patterns on his skin.
Pete's hands tangled in Alice's hair, his hips thrusting, fucking her throat in long, hard strokes. Mandy's hand wrapped around his balls, tugging gently, and Pete's breath hitched, his rhythm stuttering.
Pete's rhythm stuttered, his balls drawing up tight in Mandy's grip. Alice kept her mouth locked around him, her throat working as she swallowed him deeper. She could feel his pulse through the shaft, quickening.
Mandy pulled her hand away from his balls and kissed down his spine instead. She knelt behind him, her breath warm against the crack of his ass. The strap-on between her legs bobbed as she positioned herself.
"Hold still for me, Pete," she said, her voice syrupy and low. "I've been wanting this since we put these on."
Pete grunted, his hips stilling. "Mandy, what the fuck are you doing?"
She slicked the dildo with a handful of lube, the cool gel drawing a hiss from him. She pressed the tip against his hole, teasing, circling.
"You've been stretching every pussy in this room," she said. "Time someone stretched you for a change."
He tensed. "I don't—"
She pushed. The head of the dildo breached him, the tight ring of muscle resisting, then giving with a wet pop. Pete groaned, his forehead dropping against Alice's back, his cock twitching in her throat.
"Fuck," he hissed. "Fuck, Mandy."
She pushed deeper, inch by inch, the curved length sinking into his ass until her hips pressed flush against his thighs. He was hot inside, tight, clenching around her with every shuddering breath.
"Look at you," Mandy purred, her hands gripping his hips. "Taking it so good."
She pulled back and thrust forward, her dildo dragging against his prostate. Pete jerked, a broken moan tearing from his throat. His cock, still buried in Alice's mouth, thickened, leaking pre-cum down her throat.
Alice pulled off him, gasping, a string of spit hanging from her swollen lips. She looked up at him, wild-eyed, her hand wrapping around his slick shaft.
"Oh my god," she breathed. "Look at you."
Mandy kept thrusting, her rhythm slow and deliberate, each stroke teasing that hidden spot inside him. Pete's legs shook, his hands fisting in Alice's hair.
"Come on, Alice," Mandy said, never breaking her rhythm. "Suck him. Make him hard as he can get."
Alice took him back into her mouth, greedy now, her cheeks hollowing as she bobbed her head. She looked up at his face, watching the sweat bead on his brow, watching his mouth fall open with each of Mandy's thrusts.
Jenna crawled over, settling beside them. She looked at Pete, his cock slick and red in Alice's mouth, his ass full of Mandy's strap-on, and she laughed, a low, dirty sound.
"Well, well," she said. "The Package's getting a taste of his own medicine."
Rebecca followed, still dazed, her thighs slick. She settled on the rug and watched, her hand sliding between her own legs.
Mandy leaned over his back, her mouth against his ear. "You're going to come for us, Pete," she said. "And when you do, you're going to come all over Alice's pretty face. Drench her. Show everyone what a good boy you are."
Pete whimpered. She drove into him again, harder, the dildo grinding against his prostate, and he seesawed between the two sensations, his mouth hanging open, his body trembling.
"I'm close," he gasped. "Fuck, I'm so close."
"Hold on," Mandy growled. She sped up, her hips slapping against his ass, the wet sound of her fucking him filling the room. "Hold on until I say. You don't come until I tell you to."
Alice kept her mouth on him, her tongue working the underside of his shaft, her hands gripping his thighs. She could feel him throb, could feel him strain against the edge, holding back by sheer force of will.
Jenna reached out, her fingers stroking Pete's balls. "Do it," she whispered. "Let him paint that pretty face."
Mandy's thrusts became harder, shorter, driving him to the brink. She reached around and grabbed his balls, squeezing once, twice.
"Now," she said. "Cum for her."
Pete cried out, his body convulsing. Alice pulled her mouth off him just in time, her hand pumping his shaft as the first thick rope of cum exploded across her face. It hit her cheek, her lips, her closed eyes, and she tilted her head back, taking it.
He came in great, hot spurts, painting her face white, dripping down her chin onto her chest. Mandy kept thrusting through it, milking him with her own hips, driving the orgasm on and on until he was empty, slumped forward, his breath ragged.
Alice opened her eyes, her lashes stuck together with cum. She smiled, slow and satisfied, and wiped a line of it off her upper lip with her tongue.
"There he is," she said, her voice thick. "There's the Package."
Alice wiped the last smear of cum from her cheek with the back of her hand, licking it off her knuckles. She looked at Pete, expecting his usual post-orgasm grin, but his eyes were somewhere else. They were wide, fixed on a point above her head, the pupils blown so dark they swallowed the blue.
"Pete?" she said, her voice cutting through the thick air. "You with us, big guy?"
He didn't answer. His lips parted, and a slow breath escaped him, like he'd been holding it underwater. His hand came up, reaching for something only he could see, fingers tracing the air as if it had texture.
"Whoa," he breathed. "You guys see that?"
Mandy pulled her strap-on off, dropping it to the rug with a wet slap. She crawled around to face him, her brow furrowed. "See what? Pete, you're freaking me out."
"The walls," he said, his voice distant and reverent. "They're breathing. Look at them. In and out, in and out. Like they're alive."
Alice followed his gaze. The wallpaper was still, but the mushrooms had been crawling at the edges of her vision for the past hour. She blinked, and for a moment the pattern seemed to ripple, a slow pulse that matched the rhythm of her heart.
"Yeah," she said, her voice slowly settling. "They're alive, Pete. Everything's alive."
He laughed, a low, wondering sound. "No, no. You don't get it. I can feel it. Under my skin. There's like, a hum. A vibration. Everything's connected." He looked down at his hands, turning them over. The veins stood out against his skin, and as he watched, they seemed to glow, a faint blue-green light pulsing beneath the surface.
Jenna sat up, her eyes wide. "Is he okay? Like, is this normal?"
Mandy shook her head, a slow smile spreading across her face. "I don't think there's anything normal about any of this, sweetheart. But he's not in trouble. He's just... deep in it."
Pete rose to his feet, unsteady, his cock still half-hard and slick. He walked to the window, pressing his palm flat against the glass. The city lights beyond smeared into long, liquid streaks, bleeding into each other. A siren wailed somewhere in the distance, and he felt it in his chest, a physical vibration that made his teeth hum.
"Come here," he said, his voice suddenly focused. "All of you. I need to show you something."
Alice exchanged a glance with Mandy, then they both rose, padding across the rug toward him. Jenna and Rebecca followed, their bodies still slick with sex, their eyes nervous but curious. They formed a loose circle around him, the five of them bathed in the red glow of the clock and the blue wash of the streetlight.
Pete held out his hands, palms up. "Give me your hands. All of you."
They did. Alice took his left, Mandy his right. Jenna linked fingers with Alice, Rebecca with Mandy, closing the circle. For a moment, nothing happened. Then Pete closed his eyes, and the hum under his skin intensified, spreading outward like heat from a fire.
"Feel that?" he murmured. "It's not just me. It's all of us. We're all part of the same thing right now."
Alice gasped. The air in the circle seemed to thicken, to become almost liquid. She could feel the pulse of Pete's blood through his palm, but it wasn't just his. It was Mandy's too, and Jenna's, and Rebecca's. Five heartbeats, syncopated, slowly falling into rhythm with each other until they beat as one.
"Fuck," Jenna whispered. "I can hear it. Like a drum."
Rebecca's knees buckled, and she sank to the floor, pulling the others down with her. They knelt in a loose circle, their hands still joined, their breath coming in ragged unison. Pete opened his eyes, and they were no longer blue. They were pure white, glowing softly in the dim light.
"I can see inside you," he said, his voice soft and terrible. "All of you. I can see the light in your chests. The color of your want."
Mandy swallowed hard. "What color's mine?"
Pete turned to her, his gaze burning. "Green. Like new leaves. You want to be seen, Mandy. You want them to look at you and not look away." He turned to Jenna. "Yours is yellow. Warm. You want to belong somewhere."
Jenna shivered. "That's... too accurate."
He looked at Alice last, and his voice dropped. "And yours is pink. Bright and hot. You want to be loved so hard it bruises."
Alice's breath caught. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Pete squeezed her hand, and the hum in the room swelled, filling the space between them, binding them together in a single, pulsing moment.
"The mushrooms aren't just showing me things," he said, his voice more steady now, more himself. "They're showing me how to feel all of you. All at once. Like I'm not just me anymore." He looked down at his hands, at the glowing veins. "I'm all of us."