Chapter 7

Sonya smiled as she exhaled a plume of smoke and passed the quickly diminishing joint to Jess. She took another big hit and held it in as she passed it back to me. This time, however, she pulled Sonya's lips to hers and shotgunned the smoke as she exhaled. The shotgun turned into a real kiss. My cock stirred.

"Why don't we get more comfortable inside?" Jess suggested.

I was flying blind, but I just followed Jess's clues. We went inside, and she led us to the bedroom. Sonya was on her phone. Jess sat down in the sitting area, producing the bag of cocaine. She motioned me toward her.

"Do you want to fuck her?" she asked.

I shot her a rhetorical look but added, "Are you okay if I do?"

She cut several lines of cocaine and smiled. "I'm the one who feels frisky today," she said. She took such joy in shaping rails.

"Are you all right if I record?" Sonya asked.

"We are," Jess said, smiling warmly. She quickly snorted up two lines. "Here baby," she said and handed me a trio of condoms.

Sonya set her phone on the night table and then bent over, pulling down her bikini bottom. I stripped and realized I hadn't even touched her before. It felt like a truly odd circumstance, but seeing Sonya's curvy butt lead into her thick thighs and hard tits made it easy to shove that feeling aside. She lay down in bed and crooked a finger, beckoning me.

I climbed on top of her and moved to kiss, but she offered me her cheek.

"I just want your dick," she said. The tone struck me as odd, and I realized what was happening. This was performance art for her husband.

I rolled off her and smiled. "I'm all yours," I said. I heard Jess snort two more lines. She was going to be in heat by the time this was done.

Sonya got on her knees and put her head next to my cock.

"It's so beautiful," she said. "Long and thick." She licked me. "I could suck this dick every day."

She got most of my shaft in her mouth before gagging. It was an exaggerated sound.

"Oh, it's too big for me to take all of it," she panted. "But I bet you could force me."

I picked up the clue. I put my hands on the back of Sonya's neck, pushing down on the luxurious black locks, and thrust my hips up until I felt her genuinely gag at the back of her throat. "Take it you dirty slut," I growled.

She pushed off of me and panted more heavily. "You are so much bigger than my husband," she said. I immediately shoved my cock down her throat again, until she gagged again just as dramatically. Then I let her work my shaft at her own pace for a few minutes. She alternated between gagging and spitting.

Eventually, she straddled my thighs and grabbed my cock. She put it between her pussy lips, gliding the length of it between her copiously juicy labia.

"I want you to just shove it in," she said. "These are my fertile days. Just put it in and shoot your cum in me."

I lurched forward. It was an unexpectedly sexy turn. For a moment, I contemplated just pinning her down and fucking her raw.

"Oh god," Sonya continued, "I want that monster in me bare. But my husband. We have to use protection."

She reached for the condoms, pulled one apart, and tore it open. She rolled it over my hard cock. I couldn't remember the last time I had had sex using a condom. She inserted me and began to ride with determination. As she did, she let forth a torrent of cliché dirty talk and moans, emulating a porn movie. I'm confident when she announced her orgasm that it was fake.

After she did, she climbed off, got on her hands and knees, and told me to cum in her doggy style. Jess just looked at me and smiled. This was truly bizarre yet enticing.

I obliged and lined up behind her. I entered Sonya and was grateful she was facing Jess because I needed inspiration to cum. She could sense it. She licked her lips and urged me on with her eyes. I started to plan what the rest of the day would be like. Coked up Jess was the wildest, most fun Jess. I redoubled my efforts. The thought of an all-night fuckfest with her was more than enough to put me over the top. Sonya continued her exaggerated moans until I had pulled out of her. The entire episode lasted less than twenty minutes.

Sonya was gone in a flash, hurrying back to share the recording with her husband.

"Is it me, or was that weird?" I said, before fully realizing what happened.

Jess walked over to me, her eyes full of coke-high and desire. "Definitely weird," she said. "But it definitely made me horny."

She grabbed the condom, still on my semi-erect cock, and pulled it off.

"I told you, I don't want to waste a drop of your cum," she said. She lifted the open end of the condom to her lips and tilted up, pouring my sperm into her mouth.

"That's how fucking horny for you I am," she said.

I took a deep breath. The day had only just begun.