He's not sure how long they've been at this- he lost track of time a while ago. Logically, he knows it can't have been more than a couple hours, but it feels like they've all been here in this room for weeks, the air humid, thick with the smell of sex. His mind feels fuzzy in that weird, good way it gets when Marisha takes charge in bed, and, if he were a little more grounded, he'd be embarrassed at the way he purrs at Taliesin rubbing his cheek.
"Hey," Taliesin says. "You good?"
Matt smiles and lifts his head so he can place it in Taliesin's lap. "Mmm."
"Words, buddy. Gimme a color?"
"Green," Matt breathes. He presses his lips to Taliesin's bare stomach and smiles when he squirms, ticklish.
Taliesin ruffles his hair in response. "Laura and Travis are deciding who gets to go next. It's the most violent game of rock paper scissors I've ever seen."
Matt cranes his neck to glance at his other friends. Liam is sandwiched in between Marisha and Sam, kissing all along Marisha's neck while Sam fingers him. Laura and Travis are nearby, yes, apparently bickering. Ashley seems to be moderating.
"Hey," he calls. "I want Laura to fuck me next."
Laura sticks her tongue out at her husband and stands up, adjusting her harness. "I've been waiting forever to do this," she says.
"I didn't think you'd ever thought about it before we brought it up," Taliesin says.
"Since Monday counts as forever. Go make out with Ashley."
Taliesin kisses Matt's forehead swiftly before he crosses the room. "Travis," Matt calls. "I want Travis too."
Travis says, "Ha!" while Laura pouts.
"Hey," Matt says, patting Travis's thigh when he comes over to the side of the bed. "I want you to kiss me while she fucks me."
"Oh, I'm down with that," Travis says. "'Long as I still get my turn, yeah?"
"Baby, you're so greedy," Laura scolds, even as she slowly pulls the plug out of Matt's hole. Matt exhales sharply- even though he's been fucked three times already today, he's still new enough at all of this that every touch feels like the very first.
"I'm not greedy," Travis retorts. He slides a thumb across Matt's lips as he lays down on the bed next to him. "I'm just very excited."
Laura grins and pulls the plug all the way out. "So's Matt," she says, eyeing his erection. "Don't worry. We'll take care of that next."
With just a little lube, Laura is able to slide in effortlessly, now that Matt's been fucked open by the others. She'd picked out a modestly sized dildo from his and Marisha's slowly expanding collection; it's not the biggest cock he's taken but it's still a little daunting. But Laura, for all her excitement, takes it slow, fucking him at a steady pace.
Travis, meanwhile, is a very thorough kisser. The scruff of his beard is still slightly foreign, but in a way that's more exhilarating than anything else. His kiss is firm but not demanding, and Matt is more than willing to lay back and give him whatever he asks for. Give either of them whatever they ask for.
God, he can't believe how much he loves all the people in this room.
Travis only breaks away from the kiss to tell Laura, "He's close," which is painfully true.
Laura pulls out, and Matt lets out an involuntary whining sound at the loss of pressure. "Just a little longer," she says. Her face is bright pink, and Matt can only imagine he looks the same.
Laura leans back and slides two fingers inside herself. With her other hand, she presses the dildo down to where it's been teasing her clit. Travis is entirely absorbed in watching her, though he still plays with one of Matt's nipples while Laura fucks herself.
Laura cries out suddenly, the tension draining from her arms as the orgasm rocks through her. "Oh, baby," she sighs. "You're gonna have a lot of fun with him."
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untitled orgy, Matt/Laura/Travis, Matt/everybody
Date: 2017-01-03 05:03 am (UTC)"Hey," Taliesin says. "You good?"
Matt smiles and lifts his head so he can place it in Taliesin's lap. "Mmm."
"Words, buddy. Gimme a color?"
"Green," Matt breathes. He presses his lips to Taliesin's bare stomach and smiles when he squirms, ticklish.
Taliesin ruffles his hair in response. "Laura and Travis are deciding who gets to go next. It's the most violent game of rock paper scissors I've ever seen."
Matt cranes his neck to glance at his other friends. Liam is sandwiched in between Marisha and Sam, kissing all along Marisha's neck while Sam fingers him. Laura and Travis are nearby, yes, apparently bickering. Ashley seems to be moderating.
"Hey," he calls. "I want Laura to fuck me next."
Laura sticks her tongue out at her husband and stands up, adjusting her harness. "I've been waiting forever to do this," she says.
"I didn't think you'd ever thought about it before we brought it up," Taliesin says.
"Since Monday counts as forever. Go make out with Ashley."
Taliesin kisses Matt's forehead swiftly before he crosses the room. "Travis," Matt calls. "I want Travis too."
Travis says, "Ha!" while Laura pouts.
"Hey," Matt says, patting Travis's thigh when he comes over to the side of the bed. "I want you to kiss me while she fucks me."
"Oh, I'm down with that," Travis says. "'Long as I still get my turn, yeah?"
"Baby, you're so greedy," Laura scolds, even as she slowly pulls the plug out of Matt's hole. Matt exhales sharply- even though he's been fucked three times already today, he's still new enough at all of this that every touch feels like the very first.
"I'm not greedy," Travis retorts. He slides a thumb across Matt's lips as he lays down on the bed next to him. "I'm just very excited."
Laura grins and pulls the plug all the way out. "So's Matt," she says, eyeing his erection. "Don't worry. We'll take care of that next."
With just a little lube, Laura is able to slide in effortlessly, now that Matt's been fucked open by the others. She'd picked out a modestly sized dildo from his and Marisha's slowly expanding collection; it's not the biggest cock he's taken but it's still a little daunting. But Laura, for all her excitement, takes it slow, fucking him at a steady pace.
Travis, meanwhile, is a very thorough kisser. The scruff of his beard is still slightly foreign, but in a way that's more exhilarating than anything else. His kiss is firm but not demanding, and Matt is more than willing to lay back and give him whatever he asks for. Give either of them whatever they ask for.
God, he can't believe how much he loves all the people in this room.
Travis only breaks away from the kiss to tell Laura, "He's close," which is painfully true.
Laura pulls out, and Matt lets out an involuntary whining sound at the loss of pressure. "Just a little longer," she says. Her face is bright pink, and Matt can only imagine he looks the same.
Laura leans back and slides two fingers inside herself. With her other hand, she presses the dildo down to where it's been teasing her clit. Travis is entirely absorbed in watching her, though he still plays with one of Matt's nipples while Laura fucks herself.
Laura cries out suddenly, the tension draining from her arms as the orgasm rocks through her. "Oh, baby," she sighs. "You're gonna have a lot of fun with him."