u/damnedddave

Previously:
Part 1: Off to a wedding!
Part 2: A helping hand
Part 3: Making good

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Steve's phone vibrated in his pocket. A message from Anna? But she was just here…

His eyes went wide, and he quickly closed the message when he saw the pictures that were contained within, just in case anyone was in a position to see the screen over his shoulder. He knew enough what was in there, and felt an instant jolt of arousal shoot through him. He removed himself from the throngs of guests a little, and reopened the teasing message from Anna.

Holy. Shit.

That was, undoubtedly, Anna's tongue on Max's nipple… and the next was Max's lips wrapped around one of Anna's nipples, the pronounced mound of her breast visible in frame. Steve would recognise those tits anywhere. And that… that was an extremely sexy little set of panties, which could only be Max's. Steve swallowed, hard. Just to whet your appetite for later, lover the message said. Well, it had certainly achieved that.

Steve closed his messages and put his phone away, trying to put the images out of his mind for now. It wouldn't do to get a full-on erection in the middle of the wedding party. He made his way around the patio outside, making small talk and slowly nursing his drink. After a few minutes of inane conversation, he felt distinctly more in control of himself, and more than a little ready to get on with the rest of the party.

Before he had a chance to get too bored, Anna appeared through the crowd and made her way back to his side, slipping her arm through his and leaning close. "Enjoy the pictures, lover?" she purred in his ear, taking particular pleasure in feeling his posture tense. She delicately placed her fingers on his lips and smiled at him, her eyes a dancing, wicked picture of mirth. "Here… to complete the picture… these were just inside her. Call it a little preview of what you get to enjoy later."

He could smell the fiery redhead's sex on Anna's fingers… as if the photos hadn't been enough to drive him mad. Anna knew exactly what she was doing - a little game for her of seeing just how long she could keep Steve just on the edge of arousal for. For this moment, though, she took pity on him, removing her fingers and lifting herself up on her toes to plant a gentle kiss on his lips. She smiled at him afterwards. Not the wicked, almost predatory smile she had shot him a moment before… this was kinder, almost tender. "I think you're going to have a very, very good time tonight, Steve. And do you know why?" she asked him the question, not expecting him to answer "because you were so good to Tina, and because good boys...", she trailed her fingers down his chest, "… get rewards."

She raised her eyebrows at him. She was as excited about this as him, he was pretty sure, but he also knew that Anna was aware of his infatuation with the little redhead who seemed to almost dreamily float through the place without a single care in the world.

As the afternoon progressed into the evening, Steve and Anna barely separated. Both were feeling unusually attached to the other, and Anna especially was feeling a certain something that she couldn't put her finger on. She had always felt a certain affection for Steve - their rouse wouldn't work if she didn't - but watching him with Tina earlier had done something to her that she wasn't expecting, and that she was struggling to get straight in her head. She was turned on, for sure, but there was something softer and warmer as well… perhaps because she knew that he had been willing to do it for her, and for Tina. Whatever it was that had produced this feeling in her, Anna was simultaneously horny as hell, and also feeling a different sort of affection for her long-time "partner".

She headed to the bar to get drinks and had the good fortune to see Max again, still floating effortlessly around the party with the eyes of half the men there on her. If only they knew what they had been doing earlier in that bathroom… and what they would be doing later. They met and embraced, for all the world to see just a pair of friends glad to see each other. But there was a charge to that embrace, and a look in the young redhead's eyes when they parted… of hunger, longing… a level of sexual excitement that Anna knew all too well.

"Are you sure we can't just skip out on the party early?" Max whispered, leaving her hand trailing across Anna's skin just a touch too long not to notice. "You got me all riled up and now I need your man to prove what you told me about how good his dick is!"

Anna smiled, turning and taking the ordered drinks from the bar. "Patience, little one… we can't leave yet… everyone knows Steve and I love a party. We would be conspicuous by our absence. Don't worry, though, I'll make sure to get us out of here as soon as is proper."

She took a sip of her cocktail, an impish smile creeping across her face, and a naughty glint in her eyes. "Besides… I know just how wild you can get… especially when you have to wait for it."

Anna turned and left the young siren at the bar, excited and thoroughly frustrated. As she left, Ashley made her way to her young cousin, the crowds parting automatically for the bride in her white dress. She wore a look of consternation, and took Max by her arm, leading her away from the bar. "Maxine… I told you before. Be careful around her. She's a bad influence."

Her cousin's manner peeved Max. It was dressed up as being protective, but she could tell that it was about something more than that.

"God, Chelsea… don't you have anything better to be doing today than bossing me around? I like Anna… she's fun!" Max smiled, covering her irritation for now. "Besides," she added, "I'm not a kid any more… I can hang out with who I want, and you and Anna used to have quite a lof of fun together, right?" she grinned at her cousin, relishing the knowledge that she had. Chelsea tried so hard to hide her more adventurous past, but Anna had told her all about it last year.

For her part, Chelsea looked shocked, then her expression darkened to one of anger. "Listen. She's trouble, alright? Just steer clear. And I'll pretend I didn't hear what you just said to me."

"What? About how the two of you used to compete to see how many guys you could fuck?" Max shot back. She knew she was crossing a line, but being babied annoyed her, and Chelsea being the one to lecture her was hypocritical in the extreme. "Chelsea, it's your wedding day. Why don't you go and find your husband and boss him around? He actually likes it. I don't."

She smiled, whirled around and floated away, her green dress swaying gently, leaving the bride in stunned silence. It felt good to shut her up for once.

As the night went on, Anna and Steve danced, drank, and generally made a show of how much they were enjoying the party. They were joined, at times, by Max, which was greeted by looks like daggers from her cousin. When the slow dances hit towards the end of the evening, Anna dragged Steve to the dance floor, and the two danced together, slow, close and, despite their usual dynamic, romantic. Anna rested her head on Steve's chest, letting herself melt into him. She nudged him to redirect his attention across the dancefloor, where she had spotted Tina dancing with one of the members of the groom's party.

"See? See what you did? She was a tearful, crazy mess earlier. You fucked her so well that she even managed to grab herself a man!" she smiled quietly into his chest. Tina looked so happy, so relaxed, in stark contrast with her earlier countenance. Perhaps he really was magic. Anna reached down and found his hand. She interlaced her fingers with his - a small gesture that she wouldn't normally dream of doing with him, even for appearances. Somehow, though, it felt right to do it here.

She was also extremely aware of how desperately she was in need of getting fucked. She still had the plug in her ass from this morning, and Max's earlier attentions in the bathroom had only served to make things worse. The shuddering orgasm Anna had experienced, and had to stifle, while she watched Steve fuck Tina senseless, had done little to dampen the flames of desire in her. Those flames had, by this time, grown to a raging inferno… and she couldn't ignore it any longer.

When the song ended, Anna smiled at Steve and held his hand as she led him from the dance floor. She caught Max's eye as they walked past, briefly telling her "Check your phone in a couple of minutes, cutie." as they walked past.

Heading upstairs, Anna stopped at the first landing, turning toward Steve and grabbing him, pulling him into her, kissing him deeply. "Are you ready?" she asked him, feeling his growing anticipation against her.

Steve laughed quietly. "Are you kidding me? After those pictures you sent me earlier? I feel like I've been at least at half-mast for the entire evening!"

Anna smiled as she turned away, allowing her hand to brush over the pronounced bulge in his pants. Steve let out a low groan, almost a growl, deep in his throat, and chased her upstairs. On the way, Anna sent a message to the gorgeous young redhead waiting downstairs.

> Room 205. Wait 5 minutes. Lose your underwear on the way… he won't be expecting that! I've got something special planned, as well. Hope you're well hydrated ;) x

They practically burst through the door to the room, slamming it shut behind them, her hands already removing first his jacket, then his shirt. They kissed with a desperation they hadn't felt with each other in a long time, not that their sex was ever boring or perfunctory. The mood was different this time, though. For Steve it was, at least in part, owing to the anticipation of the arrival of the girl he had spent much of the day fantasising about, but also because Anna somehow seemed exceptionally sexy to him this evening. For her, it was a mix of emotions. There was excited anticipation at what was about to happen with Max, for sure, but her current hunger was for him - the man she had shared a bed with countless times. There had never been any real emotional attachment there for the most part, but tonight she felt different. Sex was normally just sex, for the both of them. It was something they both needed. But the way she lusted for him now was different. There was a heat in her that wouldn't quiet. She moaned into his mouth as their tongues circled one another. She felt him kicking off his shoes, and reached down to undo his belt, letting his pants fall down, revealing his underwear, straining to contain his arousal.

Anna turned, pulling her hair up. Steve didn't need any direction from her. He reached forward and unzipped her dress, which she allowed to fall to the floor before turning and helping him first out of his socks, then pulling his boxers down, leaving him naked, throbbing, and already leaking precum from his erection.

Just then, there was a quiet, almost timid, tap tap tap at the door next to them. Anna was crouched on her haunches, her face level with Steve's cock. She pulled the handle to open the door, allowing their visitor to push it open as she leaned forward and licked Steve, from his balls all the way up the underside of his glorious penis.

Max gasped when she stepped through the door, clearly not expecting to be greeted by something already in progress. Quickly, her eyes dipped towards Steve's rock hard shaft, and widened. "Wow..." she breathed. She looked back up at Steve's face and stepped forward, placing her hands on his muscled chest. "Hi" she said, quietly, reaching up on her toes to kiss him for the first time, as Anna took his member into her mouth.

Steve moaned as he tasted her mouth, Anna looking up at him and seemingly smiling, though her mouth was decidedly too busy to smile at the time. The door clicked shut. The three of them were alone now. Anna released him from her mouth with a pop and moved to stand, naked, behind the redhead. They broke their kiss and looks were exchanged. Anna slipped her hands under the thin straps of the deep green dress, Max shrugging them off her shoulders. Anna helped the dress down, her hands gliding across Max's soft porcelain skin, coming to rest cupping her breasts, rolling her pink nipples between finger and thumb.

Steve was frozen, entranced by the sight before him. His cock twitched, bumping against Max's stomach as she looked up at him, her eyes lidded from the pleasure she was already getting from Anna's attention on her breasts. Her hand dropped down, wrapping around the hot, thick length of his shaft. "It feels so… big… so heavy" she said, breathily. She started to stroke him slowly, and he reached his own hand down, grazing it over the barely-there line of fine red hairs that led to the smooth, impossibly hot folds of her vagina, sopping wet already with anticipation and arousal. She had been with boys before… but boys were boys and this was a man… perhaps a man and a half based on the feeling of his cock in her hand.

She quivered when his fingers slid wetly along her slit, letting out a small, broken sigh. Anna's hands still slowly played with her breasts, and she leaned down from behind her, kissing Max's neck as Steve leaned in and kissed her mouth again. The young redhead surrendered herself completely to them - the familiar touch of Anna, wrapped around her from behind, and the totally unfamiliar feeling of Steve in front of her. She moaned, her tongue probing his mouth, tasting his saliva, her right hand pulling at his neck hungrily, pulling him closer, as her right grasped and slowly pumped his swollen manhood.

She felt Anna release her, and she somewhat reluctantly let go her grasp on Steve, stepping back slightly as she opened her eyes again, taking in the sight of his well-honed, naked body. Anna reached out gently for her hand, taking it and tugging lightly towards the bed. "Come, little one" she purred, and Max followed, taking hold of Steve's penis in her free hand, leading him behind her in a merry, horny little conga line towards the huge four-poster.

Anna clambered up onto the bed and knelt waiting as Max followed, coming to rest sat back on her knees facing her. Steve waited a moment, taking a second to process the sight of the two beauties in front of him: Anna, pulling her blonde hair back into a ponytail, her large enhanced breasts sitting proudly on her chest, and Max, looking so young and innocent as to make the scene something even more obscene. As Anna finished tying her hair back, she leaned forward, enveloping Max in a passionate embrace, their mouths meeting, tongues doing a sensual dance around each other. Anna's hands instinctively reached down and around the younger, slighter woman, grasping her small, perky bottom. Max's hands found their way to the blonde's chest, squeezing the firm globes as they kissed. Steve simply enjoyed the view, absent-mindedly stroking himself as these two gorgeous women made out in front of him, until Anna broke their kiss and grinned in his direction, motioning to him to come and join them.

Steve didn't hesitate. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself beside them on his knees. Each reached out a hand and wrapped it around his stiffness, eliciting a low growl from his throat. The girls exchanged a kiss - slower, and this time more showy… for his benefit, putting on a show as their hands worked slowly on his cock. Tongues licking each others' lips, strands of saliva joining them together, sighs of pleasure. One by one, they turned to him; first Anna, leaning in to kiss him, then Max, her mouth feeling and tasting so different. His hands explored their bodies - Anna's so tight and toned all over, from endless hours in the gym sculpting her figure, Max's softer, but with a delightful perkiness granted by youth. He squeezed her bottom and she squealed a little in delight.

After a couple of rounds of shared kissing, Anna turned to Steve and said, flatly, "Lie down". It wasn't a request. Steve did as he was told, settling back onto the bed, his cock lying stiffly against his abdomen. "I think we should let Steve here see what he has let himself in for, don't you, sweetie?" she cooed to Max. Unseen by him, Max's eyes lit up and she shot Anna a wide grin, before manoeuvring to swing her leg over Steve's face, her pretty little pussy hovering over him, already glistening with her juices.

"That's it… now sit down, Maxine. Let him taste that sweet little pussy of yours. Let's see how long it takes before you're both an absolute mess."

She lowered herself down onto his face, Steve's mouth instinctively opening to accept her pink slit, his tongue reaching out to trace her centre. She tasted divine. She let out a long moan, placing her hand on his chest, as he traced her lines with his tongue. "Oh, god..." she breathed, as his tongue found her clitoris and started swirling around it slowly.

Anna, meanwhile, slithered her way between her most frequent lover's legs and took his cock back into her mouth while the younger girl watched on, getting her pussy thoroughly eaten by the man she was sucking on. Max's face vacillated between trying to watch intently as Anna skilfully took him almost completely in her mouth and throat, and her eyes lidding closed as Steve did wonderful things with his tongue underneath her. As Anna bobbed up and down on Steve's throbbing penis, Max started to rock her hips back and forth, more and more enthusiastically. Her moans started to increase, in volume and in pitch. Her breathing grew shallow and fast. A bloom of pink-red blossomed across her chest and up her neck as she rode his face more and more aggressively. For his part Steve managed, somehow, to maintain his composure under Anna's oral assault and kept up his own ministrations on the sweet pussy that was all over his face. He reached up with his hands, letting her peachy little bum sit in them as he gently, but firmly, guided her so his mouth and tongue had all the access he needed.

As Steve guided Max to rock her hips backward, his mouth sucked her clit in and his tongue flicked mercilessly at the swollen nub of her clit. As he then guided her hips forward, he allowed his tongue to roam deeply through her neat little folds, pushing in deeply at her entrance. She rocked further than he expected and, to his delight, ended up with his face wedged deeply between the cheeks of her petite bottom. He reached out with his tongue, tracing circles around her tightest little hole, which Anna noticed made Max's eyes shoot open wide and her breathing take on a new level of desperation.

"Hmm..." she hummed around his cock, before releasing him from her mouth and raising herself up to kiss the steadily melting redhead, "… I think she likes that, Steve. Good boy… lick her little asshole. Is that new to you, little one? Has no one licked you there before? Does it feel nice? Does it feel naughty?"

Max could only make small, almost squeaking noises and nod her head in response. Anna pulled her in for a kiss, deep and full of tongue, as Steve guided Max's hips back the other way, returning his attentions to her pussy once more.

After getting her ass eaten for the first time, it barely took any time at all before the young, fiery-haired sex pot was moaning and gasping out her pleasure, her whole body quivering as she built rapidly toward orgasm. "Oh… fuck… uhn… oh god… oh… oh… oh fuck… oh fuck oh fuckohfuckFuCkFUCKFUUUCCCKK!"

As the string of expletives poured from her mouth, Max instinctively lifted herself up, away from Steve's mouth. The orgasm was a powerful one, and he was about to find out one of the other things that Anna knew about her that she had kept as a surprise… Max was a squirter, and this particular orgasm ripped through her like a bolt of electricity. Liquid poured powerfully from her vagina, spraying over Steve's face, into his mouth. Max cried out, almost screaming, before Anna wrapped her up in another kiss to quiet her somewhat.

Her slight frame was shaking. Steve, recovered from his initial shock, reaching up to lick at her, lapping her juices up as they still gushed from her. She grasped at Anna, holding on to her for dear life as her pussy convulsed, her walls clenching and releasing rapidly against nothing.

As the orgasm subsided, leaving behind tremors and aftershocks, Max collapsed into a wet heap on the bed next to Steve, her leg still trailing across him. Steve was drenched.

"Holy shit… that was amazing!" he said, triumphantly. "Can you do it again?"

A shaky voice came from beneath a mask of red hair, "Probably… just… need a few minutes..." She was panting, drawing in gasps of breath to refill her lungs after the exertion of cumming so hard. Anna crawled forward and kissed him deeply, tasting Max's cum from his mouth. "Enjoy that, loverboy?" she asked with a wicked smile. "The night's just getting started! Now it's my turn."

She mounted his face, facing the other way so she was looking down at him. He instinctively opened his mouth and began to service her pussy, which itself was leaking her arousal profusely… it really had been insanely hot to watch her cum all over his face like that.

There was no guiding Anna. She dictated the pace and rode his face hard. She ground her pussy down onto his mouth, tilting her hips forward so he could suck her clit deeper. She moaned loudly and bucked on top of him as his tongue flicked across her clitoris and lapped at her. His hands came up to grasp her big, firm tits, squeezing them like a pair of stress balls as she mercilessly used his face for her pleasure. It didn't take her long to cum, though sadly she didn't have the talent for being a waterpark that the young girl next to them had.

Nevertheless, she yelled out her arrival as Steve worked on her pussy, just as Max managed to lever herself back upright and pulled her in for a kiss, returning Anna's favour. Her orgasm hit like a train, and she pulled the sexy young woman to her tightly as she trembled, Steve's tongue never ceasing its assault on her pussy. She thrust her hips forward in a desperate attempt to fuck his mouth as her orgasm subsided, before looking down, smiling and saying, slightly breathless, "Good boy… you made both of us cum with your mouth!"

She took a moment to breathe before lifting herself off of him, settling down to lie next to him, on the opposite side to the now mostly recovered Max. She kissed first him, then her, more gently now than before, the initial hunger having subsided somewhat with her orgasm. "I'll be back in a few minutes", she said to the pair, slowly pulling herself up and leaving the bed, sauntering toward the bathroom. She looked back over her shoulder, her eyes glittering with mischief. "Carry on without me… for now… if you make him cum more than once and he doesn't have any left for me when I come back, though… I won't be happy."

She shot the pair a wink as she turned and entered the bathroom, letting the teen know that she had full permission to continue to play with him as she saw fit. She heard a squeal and giggling from the girl, and knew that Steve had immediately leapt on her. She smiled to herself before getting on with preparing herself for her other planned surprise.

In the bedroom, Steve had indeed leapt on the younger girl. Her squeal of delight were as he pulled her over him, rolling both of them until he was on top, between her open legs. She looked up at him, her eyes lusty once more. She reached down and grasped the large rod of his penis, rubbing it through her slight folds, coating him in her wetness. She looked into his eyes and fixed him with her stare. "Fuck me." she said, quietly.

Steve rocked forwards and she guided him into her. He went slowly for her, allowing her tight little pussy to adjust to the large invasion of his cock. She gasped "Oh, fuck!" as he stretched her… she had never felt this kind of fullness from the few boys she had been with before and, when she looked down, she saw that he was only half inside her. She bit her lip and nodded, "More… please..." she mewled.

He pushed forward, slowly, like a pneumatic press, slowly undoing her. She moaned, long and loud, as she felt him filling her, deeper, deeper… she felt stretched more than she thought possible. She breathed through it, delighting in the sensation of his thick cock gliding so tightly against her walls. She swore she could feel each vein as he stretched her open.

Her pussy was so little, so tight… it was all Steve could do after the last few minutes not to explode inside her immediately. But, he clamped down his kegel muscles and slid all the way into her hot, incredibly tight pussy. He looked down, seeing the obscenity of his penis stretching her so wide open. Then, finally, skin against skin, pelvis meeting venus mound. He was sheathed, all the way inside her.

"Fuuuccckkkk..." she breathed, one hand holding his muscular arm, the other reaching down to slowly play with her clit, as she finally felt him bottom out inside her. The feeling was incredible… so full, so stretched… but she wanted more. In fact, she wanted two things, right now: She wanted him to fuck her, and she wanted him to fill her with his cum.

"Gosh… you feel so huge in my pussy" she told him in a breathy voice, "… now fuck me… hard!"

Anna could hear her yelps each time Steve slowly slid most of his length from her, and then pistonned forward, burying himself into her with force. It was one of her favourite things as well… she knew exactly how good Max was feeling right now. She played with her pussy as she cleaned herself, listening to the younger girl get well and truly fucked… perhaps for the first time by any man who knew what he was doing. But she had other things she needed to deal with while she was in here, so she didn't indulge herself for too long.

Meanwhile, Maxine's breasts were bouncing, and the breath was being driven from her chest, each time Steve's hips crashed back against her with a slapping noise. Her pussy was dripping and leaking all over him, running down her and between her cheeks, she was producing so much. She yelped each time as she felt his massive cock drive into her, and she clenched her muscles around him over and over, looking up into his eyes and pulling herself onto him, longing for more. "Harder… faster! You're not going to break me… FUCK ME!" she practically yelled up at him, and he responded by starting to pound her relentlessly. Over and over his cock slammed deep into her. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head… the only noises coming from her were happy whimpers as she felt him destroy her over and over again. She could feel another orgasm coming, and hoped his was on its way, too.

Steve kept up his pounding assault on Max's pussy, fucking her for all she could take. He wasn't quite going full-force… she was such a slight thing that he wasn't sure that was the best idea… but he was damned close. He started to grunt as he drove his dick home into her, and his pace increased again, his strokes shortening, his movements slightly less rhythmical. Her whimpers started to get higher and higher pitched as he got closer and, as he drove himself home one last time, even harder than before, burying himself and letting out a strained "Fuuuuuuuucckkkk.....", she felt his cock spasm powerfully within her, again, and again, and again, as she was filled with warmth spurting violently from his cock. This was all too much for her, and she rocketed over the edge, headlong into her second orgasm of the evening.

Her pussy started to spasm on his cock, gripping him, fluttering all over him, but tightening more and more as the pressure built inside her. She finally released, and forced him from her as another gush of fluid erupted from her pussy, spraying his cock and abdomen. Unexpectedly, he waited for her to stop spraying him for a moment, and then reentered her in one swift motion, which only made her cum again. She squirted on him like this several times until, on the fourth or fifth time, he leaned down and took her spray in his mouth, rather than pushing back into her. She felt his mouth on her, and opened her eyes, watching him drink her juices as his cum slowly leaked from her.

Unable to take any more, she reached down and pushed his head away. "Stop! Stop stopstopstop." she said, breathless. "Oh my GOD… you're amazing!" she said, pulling him down on top of her and kissing him. "I need a break… and a drink!" she said, getting up and looking at the incredible mess that she had already made of the bed, and of him. "Sorry..." she said, sheepishly, seeing how drenched he was in her.

"Don't be!" Steve said, quickly. "Don't ever be sorry for that. That was sexy as hell! And you taste incredible." He, too, got off the bed, observing the large wet spot that they had left behind. "You're right though… time for a break and… well… I just had a drink, so I'm probably ok.". He wrapped an arm around her, his hand slapping her bottom gently. "I wonder what Anna is doing in there..."

To be continued...

Previously:
Part 1: Off to a wedding!
Part 2: A helping hand
Part 3: Making good

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Steve's phone vibrated in his pocket. A message from Anna? But she was just here…

His eyes went wide, and he quickly closed the message when he saw the pictures that were contained within, just in case anyone was in a position to see the screen over his shoulder. He knew enough what was in there, and felt an instant jolt of arousal shoot through him. He removed himself from the throngs of guests a little, and reopened the teasing message from Anna.

Holy. Shit.

That was, undoubtedly, Anna's tongue on Max's nipple… and the next was Max's lips wrapped around one of Anna's nipples, the pronounced mound of her breast visible in frame. Steve would recognise those tits anywhere. And that… that was an extremely sexy little set of panties, which could only be Max's. Steve swallowed, hard. Just to whet your appetite for later, lover the message said. Well, it had certainly achieved that.

Steve closed his messages and put his phone away, trying to put the images out of his mind for now. It wouldn't do to get a full-on erection in the middle of the wedding party. He made his way around the patio outside, making small talk and slowly nursing his drink. After a few minutes of inane conversation, he felt distinctly more in control of himself, and more than a little ready to get on with the rest of the party.

Before he had a chance to get too bored, Anna appeared through the crowd and made her way back to his side, slipping her arm through his and leaning close. "Enjoy the pictures, lover?" she purred in his ear, taking particular pleasure in feeling his posture tense. She delicately placed her fingers on his lips and smiled at him, her eyes a dancing, wicked picture of mirth. "Here… to complete the picture… these were just inside her. Call it a little preview of what you get to enjoy later."

He could smell the fiery redhead's sex on Anna's fingers… as if the photos hadn't been enough to drive him mad. Anna knew exactly what she was doing - a little game for her of seeing just how long she could keep Steve just on the edge of arousal for. For this moment, though, she took pity on him, removing her fingers and lifting herself up on her toes to plant a gentle kiss on his lips. She smiled at him afterwards. Not the wicked, almost predatory smile she had shot him a moment before… this was kinder, almost tender. "I think you're going to have a very, very good time tonight, Steve. And do you know why?" she asked him the question, not expecting him to answer "because you were so good to Tina, and because good boys...", she trailed her fingers down his chest, "… get rewards."

She raised her eyebrows at him. She was as excited about this as him, he was pretty sure, but he also knew that Anna was aware of his infatuation with the little redhead who seemed to almost dreamily float through the place without a single care in the world.

As the afternoon progressed into the evening, Steve and Anna barely separated. Both were feeling unusually attached to the other, and Anna especially was feeling a certain something that she couldn't put her finger on. She had always felt a certain affection for Steve - their rouse wouldn't work if she didn't - but watching him with Tina earlier had done something to her that she wasn't expecting, and that she was struggling to get straight in her head. She was turned on, for sure, but there was something softer and warmer as well… perhaps because she knew that he had been willing to do it for her, and for Tina. Whatever it was that had produced this feeling in her, Anna was simultaneously horny as hell, and also feeling a different sort of affection for her long-time "partner".

She headed to the bar to get drinks and had the good fortune to see Max again, still floating effortlessly around the party with the eyes of half the men there on her. If only they knew what they had been doing earlier in that bathroom… and what they would be doing later. They met and embraced, for all the world to see just a pair of friends glad to see each other. But there was a charge to that embrace, and a look in the young redhead's eyes when they parted… of hunger, longing… a level of sexual excitement that Anna knew all too well.

"Are you sure we can't just skip out on the party early?" Max whispered, leaving her hand trailing across Anna's skin just a touch too long not to notice. "You got me all riled up and now I need your man to prove what you told me about how good his dick is!"

Anna smiled, turning and taking the ordered drinks from the bar. "Patience, little one… we can't leave yet… everyone knows Steve and I love a party. We would be conspicuous by our absence. Don't worry, though, I'll make sure to get us out of here as soon as is proper."

She took a sip of her cocktail, an impish smile creeping across her face, and a naughty glint in her eyes. "Besides… I know just how wild you can get… especially when you have to wait for it."

Anna turned and left the young siren at the bar, excited and thoroughly frustrated. As she left, Ashley made her way to her young cousin, the crowds parting automatically for the bride in her white dress. She wore a look of consternation, and took Max by her arm, leading her away from the bar. "Maxine… I told you before. Be careful around her. She's a bad influence."

Her cousin's manner peeved Max. It was dressed up as being protective, but she could tell that it was about something more than that.

"God, Chelsea… don't you have anything better to be doing today than bossing me around? I like Anna… she's fun!" Max smiled, covering her irritation for now. "Besides," she added, "I'm not a kid any more… I can hang out with who I want, and you and Anna used to have quite a lof of fun together, right?" she grinned at her cousin, relishing the knowledge that she had. Chelsea tried so hard to hide her more adventurous past, but Anna had told her all about it last year.

For her part, Chelsea looked shocked, then her expression darkened to one of anger. "Listen. She's trouble, alright? Just steer clear. And I'll pretend I didn't hear what you just said to me."

"What? About how the two of you used to compete to see how many guys you could fuck?" Max shot back. She knew she was crossing a line, but being babied annoyed her, and Chelsea being the one to lecture her was hypocritical in the extreme. "Chelsea, it's your wedding day. Why don't you go and find your husband and boss him around? He actually likes it. I don't."

She smiled, whirled around and floated away, her green dress swaying gently, leaving the bride in stunned silence. It felt good to shut her up for once.

As the night went on, Anna and Steve danced, drank, and generally made a show of how much they were enjoying the party. They were joined, at times, by Max, which was greeted by looks like daggers from her cousin. When the slow dances hit towards the end of the evening, Anna dragged Steve to the dance floor, and the two danced together, slow, close and, despite their usual dynamic, romantic. Anna rested her head on Steve's chest, letting herself melt into him. She nudged him to redirect his attention across the dancefloor, where she had spotted Tina dancing with one of the members of the groom's party.

"See? See what you did? She was a tearful, crazy mess earlier. You fucked her so well that she even managed to grab herself a man!" she smiled quietly into his chest. Tina looked so happy, so relaxed, in stark contrast with her earlier countenance. Perhaps he really was magic. Anna reached down and found his hand. She interlaced her fingers with his - a small gesture that she wouldn't normally dream of doing with him, even for appearances. Somehow, though, it felt right to do it here.

She was also extremely aware of how desperately she was in need of getting fucked. She still had the plug in her ass from this morning, and Max's earlier attentions in the bathroom had only served to make things worse. The shuddering orgasm Anna had experienced, and had to stifle, while she watched Steve fuck Tina senseless, had done little to dampen the flames of desire in her. Those flames had, by this time, grown to a raging inferno… and she couldn't ignore it any longer.

When the song ended, Anna smiled at Steve and held his hand as she led him from the dance floor. She caught Max's eye as they walked past, briefly telling her "Check your phone in a couple of minutes, cutie." as they walked past.

Heading upstairs, Anna stopped at the first landing, turning toward Steve and grabbing him, pulling him into her, kissing him deeply. "Are you ready?" she asked him, feeling his growing anticipation against her.

Steve laughed quietly. "Are you kidding me? After those pictures you sent me earlier? I feel like I've been at least at half-mast for the entire evening!"

Anna smiled as she turned away, allowing her hand to brush over the pronounced bulge in his pants. Steve let out a low groan, almost a growl, deep in his throat, and chased her upstairs. On the way, Anna sent a message to the gorgeous young redhead waiting downstairs.

> Room 205. Wait 5 minutes. Lose your underwear on the way… he won't be expecting that! I've got something special planned, as well. Hope you're well hydrated ;) x

They practically burst through the door to the room, slamming it shut behind them, her hands already removing first his jacket, then his shirt. They kissed with a desperation they hadn't felt with each other in a long time, not that their sex was ever boring or perfunctory. The mood was different this time, though. For Steve it was, at least in part, owing to the anticipation of the arrival of the girl he had spent much of the day fantasising about, but also because Anna somehow seemed exceptionally sexy to him this evening. For her, it was a mix of emotions. There was excited anticipation at what was about to happen with Max, for sure, but her current hunger was for him - the man she had shared a bed with countless times. There had never been any real emotional attachment there for the most part, but tonight she felt different. Sex was normally just sex, for the both of them. It was something they both needed. But the way she lusted for him now was different. There was a heat in her that wouldn't quiet. She moaned into his mouth as their tongues circled one another. She felt him kicking off his shoes, and reached down to undo his belt, letting his pants fall down, revealing his underwear, straining to contain his arousal.

Anna turned, pulling her hair up. Steve didn't need any direction from her. He reached forward and unzipped her dress, which she allowed to fall to the floor before turning and helping him first out of his socks, then pulling his boxers down, leaving him naked, throbbing, and already leaking precum from his erection.

Just then, there was a quiet, almost timid, tap tap tap at the door next to them. Anna was crouched on her haunches, her face level with Steve's cock. She pulled the handle to open the door, allowing their visitor to push it open as she leaned forward and licked Steve, from his balls all the way up the underside of his glorious penis.

Max gasped when she stepped through the door, clearly not expecting to be greeted by something already in progress. Quickly, her eyes dipped towards Steve's rock hard shaft, and widened. "Wow..." she breathed. She looked back up at Steve's face and stepped forward, placing her hands on his muscled chest. "Hi" she said, quietly, reaching up on her toes to kiss him for the first time, as Anna took his member into her mouth.

Steve moaned as he tasted her mouth, Anna looking up at him and seemingly smiling, though her mouth was decidedly too busy to smile at the time. The door clicked shut. The three of them were alone now. Anna released him from her mouth with a pop and moved to stand, naked, behind the redhead. They broke their kiss and looks were exchanged. Anna slipped her hands under the thin straps of the deep green dress, Max shrugging them off her shoulders. Anna helped the dress down, her hands gliding across Max's soft porcelain skin, coming to rest cupping her breasts, rolling her pink nipples between finger and thumb.

Steve was frozen, entranced by the sight before him. His cock twitched, bumping against Max's stomach as she looked up at him, her eyes lidded from the pleasure she was already getting from Anna's attention on her breasts. Her hand dropped down, wrapping around the hot, thick length of his shaft. "It feels so… big… so heavy" she said, breathily. She started to stroke him slowly, and he reached his own hand down, grazing it over the barely-there line of fine red hairs that led to the smooth, impossibly hot folds of her vagina, sopping wet already with anticipation and arousal. She had been with boys before… but boys were boys and this was a man… perhaps a man and a half based on the feeling of his cock in her hand.

She quivered when his fingers slid wetly along her slit, letting out a small, broken sigh. Anna's hands still slowly played with her breasts, and she leaned down from behind her, kissing Max's neck as Steve leaned in and kissed her mouth again. The young redhead surrendered herself completely to them - the familiar touch of Anna, wrapped around her from behind, and the totally unfamiliar feeling of Steve in front of her. She moaned, her tongue probing his mouth, tasting his saliva, her right hand pulling at his neck hungrily, pulling him closer, as her right grasped and slowly pumped his swollen manhood.

She felt Anna release her, and she somewhat reluctantly let go her grasp on Steve, stepping back slightly as she opened her eyes again, taking in the sight of his well-honed, naked body. Anna reached out gently for her hand, taking it and tugging lightly towards the bed. "Come, little one" she purred, and Max followed, taking hold of Steve's penis in her free hand, leading him behind her in a merry, horny little conga line towards the huge four-poster.

Anna clambered up onto the bed and knelt waiting as Max followed, coming to rest sat back on her knees facing her. Steve waited a moment, taking a second to process the sight of the two beauties in front of him: Anna, pulling her blonde hair back into a ponytail, her large enhanced breasts sitting proudly on her chest, and Max, looking so young and innocent as to make the scene something even more obscene. As Anna finished tying her hair back, she leaned forward, enveloping Max in a passionate embrace, their mouths meeting, tongues doing a sensual dance around each other. Anna's hands instinctively reached down and around the younger, slighter woman, grasping her small, perky bottom. Max's hands found their way to the blonde's chest, squeezing the firm globes as they kissed. Steve simply enjoyed the view, absent-mindedly stroking himself as these two gorgeous women made out in front of him, until Anna broke their kiss and grinned in his direction, motioning to him to come and join them.

Steve didn't hesitate. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself beside them on his knees. Each reached out a hand and wrapped it around his stiffness, eliciting a low growl from his throat. The girls exchanged a kiss - slower, and this time more showy… for his benefit, putting on a show as their hands worked slowly on his cock. Tongues licking each others' lips, strands of saliva joining them together, sighs of pleasure. One by one, they turned to him; first Anna, leaning in to kiss him, then Max, her mouth feeling and tasting so different. His hands explored their bodies - Anna's so tight and toned all over, from endless hours in the gym sculpting her figure, Max's softer, but with a delightful perkiness granted by youth. He squeezed her bottom and she squealed a little in delight.

After a couple of rounds of shared kissing, Anna turned to Steve and said, flatly, "Lie down". It wasn't a request. Steve did as he was told, settling back onto the bed, his cock lying stiffly against his abdomen. "I think we should let Steve here see what he has let himself in for, don't you, sweetie?" she cooed to Max. Unseen by him, Max's eyes lit up and she shot Anna a wide grin, before manoeuvring to swing her leg over Steve's face, her pretty little pussy hovering over him, already glistening with her juices.

"That's it… now sit down, Maxine. Let him taste that sweet little pussy of yours. Let's see how long it takes before you're both an absolute mess."

She lowered herself down onto his face, Steve's mouth instinctively opening to accept her pink slit, his tongue reaching out to trace her centre. She tasted divine. She let out a long moan, placing her hand on his chest, as he traced her lines with his tongue. "Oh, god..." she breathed, as his tongue found her clitoris and started swirling around it slowly.

Anna, meanwhile, slithered her way between her most frequent lover's legs and took his cock back into her mouth while the younger girl watched on, getting her pussy thoroughly eaten by the man she was sucking on. Max's face vacillated between trying to watch intently as Anna skilfully took him almost completely in her mouth and throat, and her eyes lidding closed as Steve did wonderful things with his tongue underneath her. As Anna bobbed up and down on Steve's throbbing penis, Max started to rock her hips back and forth, more and more enthusiastically. Her moans started to increase, in volume and in pitch. Her breathing grew shallow and fast. A bloom of pink-red blossomed across her chest and up her neck as she rode his face more and more aggressively. For his part Steve managed, somehow, to maintain his composure under Anna's oral assault and kept up his own ministrations on the sweet pussy that was all over his face. He reached up with his hands, letting her peachy little bum sit in them as he gently, but firmly, guided her so his mouth and tongue had all the access he needed.

As Steve guided Max to rock her hips backward, his mouth sucked her clit in and his tongue flicked mercilessly at the swollen nub of her clit. As he then guided her hips forward, he allowed his tongue to roam deeply through her neat little folds, pushing in deeply at her entrance. She rocked further than he expected and, to his delight, ended up with his face wedged deeply between the cheeks of her petite bottom. He reached out with his tongue, tracing circles around her tightest little hole, which Anna noticed made Max's eyes shoot open wide and her breathing take on a new level of desperation.

"Hmm..." she hummed around his cock, before releasing him from her mouth and raising herself up to kiss the steadily melting redhead, "… I think she likes that, Steve. Good boy… lick her little asshole. Is that new to you, little one? Has no one licked you there before? Does it feel nice? Does it feel naughty?"

Max could only make small, almost squeaking noises and nod her head in response. Anna pulled her in for a kiss, deep and full of tongue, as Steve guided Max's hips back the other way, returning his attentions to her pussy once more.

After getting her ass eaten for the first time, it barely took any time at all before the young, fiery-haired sex pot was moaning and gasping out her pleasure, her whole body quivering as she built rapidly toward orgasm. "Oh… fuck… uhn… oh god… oh… oh… oh fuck… oh fuck oh fuckohfuckFuCkFUCKFUUUCCCKK!"

As the string of expletives poured from her mouth, Max instinctively lifted herself up, away from Steve's mouth. The orgasm was a powerful one, and he was about to find out one of the other things that Anna knew about her that she had kept as a surprise… Max was a squirter, and this particular orgasm ripped through her like a bolt of electricity. Liquid poured powerfully from her vagina, spraying over Steve's face, into his mouth. Max cried out, almost screaming, before Anna wrapped her up in another kiss to quiet her somewhat.

Her slight frame was shaking. Steve, recovered from his initial shock, reaching up to lick at her, lapping her juices up as they still gushed from her. She grasped at Anna, holding on to her for dear life as her pussy convulsed, her walls clenching and releasing rapidly against nothing.

As the orgasm subsided, leaving behind tremors and aftershocks, Max collapsed into a wet heap on the bed next to Steve, her leg still trailing across him. Steve was drenched.

"Holy shit… that was amazing!" he said, triumphantly. "Can you do it again?"

A shaky voice came from beneath a mask of red hair, "Probably… just… need a few minutes..." She was panting, drawing in gasps of breath to refill her lungs after the exertion of cumming so hard. Anna crawled forward and kissed him deeply, tasting Max's cum from his mouth. "Enjoy that, loverboy?" she asked with a wicked smile. "The night's just getting started! Now it's my turn."

She mounted his face, facing the other way so she was looking down at him. He instinctively opened his mouth and began to service her pussy, which itself was leaking her arousal profusely… it really had been insanely hot to watch her cum all over his face like that.

There was no guiding Anna. She dictated the pace and rode his face hard. She ground her pussy down onto his mouth, tilting her hips forward so he could suck her clit deeper. She moaned loudly and bucked on top of him as his tongue flicked across her clitoris and lapped at her. His hands came up to grasp her big, firm tits, squeezing them like a pair of stress balls as she mercilessly used his face for her pleasure. It didn't take her long to cum, though sadly she didn't have the talent for being a waterpark that the young girl next to them had.

Nevertheless, she yelled out her arrival as Steve worked on her pussy, just as Max managed to lever herself back upright and pulled her in for a kiss, returning Anna's favour. Her orgasm hit like a train, and she pulled the sexy young woman to her tightly as she trembled, Steve's tongue never ceasing its assault on her pussy. She thrust her hips forward in a desperate attempt to fuck his mouth as her orgasm subsided, before looking down, smiling and saying, slightly breathless, "Good boy… you made both of us cum with your mouth!"

She took a moment to breathe before lifting herself off of him, settling down to lie next to him, on the opposite side to the now mostly recovered Max. She kissed first him, then her, more gently now than before, the initial hunger having subsided somewhat with her orgasm. "I'll be back in a few minutes", she said to the pair, slowly pulling herself up and leaving the bed, sauntering toward the bathroom. She looked back over her shoulder, her eyes glittering with mischief. "Carry on without me… for now… if you make him cum more than once and he doesn't have any left for me when I come back, though… I won't be happy."

She shot the pair a wink as she turned and entered the bathroom, letting the teen know that she had full permission to continue to play with him as she saw fit. She heard a squeal and giggling from the girl, and knew that Steve had immediately leapt on her. She smiled to herself before getting on with preparing herself for her other planned surprise.

In the bedroom, Steve had indeed leapt on the younger girl. Her squeal of delight were as he pulled her over him, rolling both of them until he was on top, between her open legs. She looked up at him, her eyes lusty once more. She reached down and grasped the large rod of his penis, rubbing it through her slight folds, coating him in her wetness. She looked into his eyes and fixed him with her stare. "Fuck me." she said, quietly.

Steve rocked forwards and she guided him into her. He went slowly for her, allowing her tight little pussy to adjust to the large invasion of his cock. She gasped "Oh, fuck!" as he stretched her… she had never felt this kind of fullness from the few boys she had been with before and, when she looked down, she saw that he was only half inside her. She bit her lip and nodded, "More… please..." she mewled.

He pushed forward, slowly, like a pneumatic press, slowly undoing her. She moaned, long and loud, as she felt him filling her, deeper, deeper… she felt stretched more than she thought possible. She breathed through it, delighting in the sensation of his thick cock gliding so tightly against her walls. She swore she could feel each vein as he stretched her open.

Her pussy was so little, so tight… it was all Steve could do after the last few minutes not to explode inside her immediately. But, he clamped down his kegel muscles and slid all the way into her hot, incredibly tight pussy. He looked down, seeing the obscenity of his penis stretching her so wide open. Then, finally, skin against skin, pelvis meeting venus mound. He was sheathed, all the way inside her.

"Fuuuccckkkk..." she breathed, one hand holding his muscular arm, the other reaching down to slowly play with her clit, as she finally felt him bottom out inside her. The feeling was incredible… so full, so stretched… but she wanted more. In fact, she wanted two things, right now: She wanted him to fuck her, and she wanted him to fill her with his cum.

"Gosh… you feel so huge in my pussy" she told him in a breathy voice, "… now fuck me… hard!"

Anna could hear her yelps each time Steve slowly slid most of his length from her, and then pistonned forward, burying himself into her with force. It was one of her favourite things as well… she knew exactly how good Max was feeling right now. She played with her pussy as she cleaned herself, listening to the younger girl get well and truly fucked… perhaps for the first time by any man who knew what he was doing. But she had other things she needed to deal with while she was in here, so she didn't indulge herself for too long.

Meanwhile, Maxine's breasts were bouncing, and the breath was being driven from her chest, each time Steve's hips crashed back against her with a slapping noise. Her pussy was dripping and leaking all over him, running down her and between her cheeks, she was producing so much. She yelped each time as she felt his massive cock drive into her, and she clenched her muscles around him over and over, looking up into his eyes and pulling herself onto him, longing for more. "Harder… faster! You're not going to break me… FUCK ME!" she practically yelled up at him, and he responded by starting to pound her relentlessly. Over and over his cock slammed deep into her. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head… the only noises coming from her were happy whimpers as she felt him destroy her over and over again. She could feel another orgasm coming, and hoped his was on its way, too.

Steve kept up his pounding assault on Max's pussy, fucking her for all she could take. He wasn't quite going full-force… she was such a slight thing that he wasn't sure that was the best idea… but he was damned close. He started to grunt as he drove his dick home into her, and his pace increased again, his strokes shortening, his movements slightly less rhythmical. Her whimpers started to get higher and higher pitched as he got closer and, as he drove himself home one last time, even harder than before, burying himself and letting out a strained "Fuuuuuuuucckkkk.....", she felt his cock spasm powerfully within her, again, and again, and again, as she was filled with warmth spurting violently from his cock. This was all too much for her, and she rocketed over the edge, headlong into her second orgasm of the evening.

Her pussy started to spasm on his cock, gripping him, fluttering all over him, but tightening more and more as the pressure built inside her. She finally released, and forced him from her as another gush of fluid erupted from her pussy, spraying his cock and abdomen. Unexpectedly, he waited for her to stop spraying him for a moment, and then reentered her in one swift motion, which only made her cum again. She squirted on him like this several times until, on the fourth or fifth time, he leaned down and took her spray in his mouth, rather than pushing back into her. She felt his mouth on her, and opened her eyes, watching him drink her juices as his cum slowly leaked from her.

Unable to take any more, she reached down and pushed his head away. "Stop! Stop stopstopstop." she said, breathless. "Oh my GOD… you're amazing!" she said, pulling him down on top of her and kissing him. "I need a break… and a drink!" she said, getting up and looking at the incredible mess that she had already made of the bed, and of him. "Sorry..." she said, sheepishly, seeing how drenched he was in her.

"Don't be!" Steve said, quickly. "Don't ever be sorry for that. That was sexy as hell! And you taste incredible." He, too, got off the bed, observing the large wet spot that they had left behind. "You're right though… time for a break and… well… I just had a drink, so I'm probably ok.". He wrapped an arm around her, his hand slapping her bottom gently. "I wonder what Anna is doing in there..."

To be continued...