Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
Like A Blue Shell:>Ep36

With Taylor and Courtney occupied in the kitchen, Paige quickly accosted Zoe, pulling the tall woman to the far side of the living room. "Our race, remember?" Paige said in a harsh whisper, "I want my favor."

"What do you want?" Zoe asked, eager.

"Trade with me."

"Wait, seriously?" Zoe asked almost a little too loud. "Doesn't that put you..."

"Shhhhhhh"

Zoe went back down to a whisper, "Doesn't that put you in the same room as your brother?"

"It's OK," Paige said, "I've had enough. This poor college kid can't roll with you big kids. And, honestly, I'm just not that into Tim."

"Oh. Really?" Zoe sounded surprised, "I'm sure if you told Taylor she'd switch you and Courtney."

"Nah. The only thing I can think about is sleep. Just, when the time comes 'accidentally' go into the wrong room. I'm going to pop my head into Colin's, give him a kiss goodbye, and call it a night."

"Won't he be disappointed?" Zoe asked, "His wife, his friends, they're all hooking up - some of them with each other. And he's just going to sit there and listen to it?"

"I'm pretty sure Taylor will take care of him," Paige said, "Once he tells her about the 'mixup.""

Zoe agreed that Paige was probably right. She didn't want to argue too hard, anyways. When someone gives you exactly what you want, you don't start arguing against them.

*

Taylor switched off all the lights in the apartment and told the girls to go forth. Courtney sat on the couch, waiting for Zach, while Taylor went and knocked on the bathroom door. Zoe and Paige brushed past her. For a second, she swore she saw the girls go into the wrong rooms, but then the door swung open and there was Zach.

Tall Zach with his sculpted arms and his extra-long penis just sticking out and begging to be sucked. Taylor sighed. She took his hand and led him into the living room. Taylor could just make out Courtney sitting on the couch, long auburn hair splayed over the cushions. Legs already slightly parted.

"Enjoy," Taylor said, ever the maitre'd. Then she went back to the bathroom. She swore she could already hear the moans and groans coming from the other rooms. She turned on the tap for the bath.

Taylor was content with her decision. Happy, even. Sure she could have taken someone for herself - almost certainly Zach - though it could have been fun to corrupt Colin again, too. But then what was the point of all this? At that point they really would be just fucking around. Taylor loved Tim. She would sacrifice anything for him.

At least that's what she kept telling herself.

The water was warm, so Taylor turned off the spigot. There was a knock on the door. Jeez, she couldn't even take a bath without being bothered? If this was someone asking for lube she was going to poke out their eyes with a burning, hot... It was Courtney. Taylor's friend stood in the doorway, smiling shyly. Her red-brown hair hung over her breasts like a sexy mermaid. With legs. Courtney didn't say anything. She just grabbed Taylor's hand and pulled her out of the bedroom. "Come on," she said. And Taylor didn't pull back.

*

Tim lay in the dark and wondered what was going on. He heard some banging around out there. The tinkling of glasses. He really didn't know what to expect. He started to think about turning on a light, rules be damned, when the door opened.

He couldn't make out much, just a thin, feminine shadow. Though it did look kind of tall. He felt a weight join him in the bed. Long legs seemed to brush forever against his own. "Zoe?" Tim asked.

"Uh huh." She pressed her lips to his with a loud smack.

"Oh, I'm so glad it's you," Tim said, and was surprised to replace that he meant it.

"Me too," Zoe said and kissed him again, this time dancing her tongue against him, "You sure you're ok spending an evening with a bitch?"

"I'm sorry," Tim said, "I never should have called you that."

"It's OK," Zoe said, "This bitch needed a talking to. And now she's your bitch. At least for tonight."

"I'm really, truly good with that."

"Good." Zoe really kissed him now, practically pressed him down into the bed. Her tongue probed at his. Tim felt his feet kick against her shins and it was a weird sensation. Like he was going to have to climb her. He was more than ready to attempt the ascent.

He felt Zoe trace her fingers through his chest hair. Down over his stomach. To his cock. She grabbed it and gave it a squeeze.

"I'm yours, huh?" Tim asked, thinking about Taylor's dirty talk from the week before.

"You'll have to punish me," Zoe said. Tim reached down and playfully smacked her ass. It was firm and tight. Almost as perfect as Taylor's. Zoe laughed and kissed him again.

Tim rolled her over and started kissing her now. He dragged his tongue down her neck. Nipped at her collarbone then licked a trail down to Zoe's tremendous breasts. They were a bit small for her body but they were well-formed - soft yet firm and wonderful. He felt Zoe's back arch as he suckled at her sensitive nipples.

"You have a talented tongue," she told him, "And I feel like I got the least of it." Tim looked up at her and smiled.

"What do you say we trade?" Zoe pushed him up and climbed on top again. For a moment, Tim was afraid she was going to mount him. This was fun, but he needed to listen to Taylor's rules or else he really would fuck things up beyond repair. Then Zoe spun around, putting her dripping pussy right in Tim's face. He felt her own warm mouth lower down over his cock. He sighed, happy, and then started lapping at Zoe.

He'd taken his time with her before. Saved the bigger events for girls further down the couch. Now though, he gave Zoe everything he had. Tongue and lips and teeth, suckling at her clit, lapping at her opening. He dined on her essence like a starving man.