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Zoey

"Aww, now that's mean. I didn't know you were such a perv, Travis!" she said, and winked at him.

"You're lucky I wore underwear tonight, you know," she added with a sly smile, and watched him squirm. Macy, meanwhile, seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the show.

She stood up, and began to undress without ceremony. First, her good old Converse One Stars, that had never failed her during a show. Next, the ripped black tank top that had 'Rock Chick' scrawled over it in red letters. Then, the hipster distressed jeans.

She soon stood in only her black lacy bra and panties, which contrasted sharply with her ivory skin, creating the same kind of effect as her raven-colored hair.

Oh, and the decorations.

"Do you want the bracelets, too?" she held up one arm, which had various bangles on it, as well as the studded black cuffs she liked to wear.
 
Mog's eyes trailed down Deacon's body until they fell upon the sight of his erect cock. It was larger than she had expected -- not to insult her perception of Deacon -- but of all the people she had seen in her life, 6" was the largest. He must've atleast been 7 1/2 ", if not 8".

Mog propped herself up on her elbows, a broad smile crossing her lips. She didn't much think about how much it was going to hurt to lose her virginity to such a well endowed man, but rather thought of how much fun it would be for him to get such a tight lay. She simply loved the thought of pleasing someone in bed.
 
Deacon blushed slightly, surprisingly, at being under Mog's scrutiny.

"I hope you like what you see..."
 
Mog brought herself to her knees, crawling down to the end of the bed. She smiled, bringing herself to Deacon's level, looking into his eyes.

"Of course I do," she spoke softly, following her words by kissing him tenderly on the lips.
 
Deacon returned the kiss gently, his cock pressed between them. His hands explored her body, and he felt hers exploring his.

He gapsed when he felt her hand come into contact with his cock. He could feel her squeezing him slightly, and stroking him slowly.

He brought his hands upward, to gently cup her face. His lips pressed gently against hers.

"When it's time," he whispered to her, "I want you to put me inside of you."

It was one last way for him to make sure she wanted this.
 
Mog nodded at Deacon's directions, fully agreeing to do as he asked. She kissed his lips once again, then worked her way to his throat, then down along his collar bone. She loved the taste of his flesh, her tongue lickiing at him as her soft lips pressed against his toned body.

Mog contined her way down Deacon's body, finally bringing herself to the tip of his sex. She lapped at it softly, then gently sucked the tip into her mouth. She swirled her tongue about his head for a moment while her hand ran up and down the entire length of his shaft. She wormed her tongue at his small hole before taking him out of her mouth, placing her tongue at the base of his cock and pressuring it the full length upwards.
 
Deacon groaned.

He watched her slide down his body, and he knew what was coming. He still wasn't prepared.

He watched her take him into her mouth, and work her tongue around his cock. His fingers stroked her face, and tangled into her hair. He wanted to thrust into her mouth, but held himself back.

She slid her tongue up the length of his cock, forcing a drop of liquid to pool at the tip.

"You're gonna drive me fucking insane..."
 
Travis

He grinned up at Zoey, hoping the smile didn't give away the fact that he liked what he saw - alot.
"Yep, yep, get it all off." he said with a chuckle, and as she began to take it off, he continued. "Well, at least it's your turn to pick a person now."
 
"Good..." Mog replied before she parted her lips to allow Deacon in her mouth again. Slowly she slid half his length into her, until the tip touched the back of her throat. Then, she slid him back out. She brought her hands up to grasp Deacon's cheeks.

She pulled him forward, forcing his entire cock into her mouth. Mog had mastered the control of her gag reflexes, and found that such a talent was well appreciated by guys.
 
Deacon held his breath. Oh fuck, she's good....

She teased him, and licked him perfectly... drawing on him with her warm mouth. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. He had no idea if she knew how sexy he always thought she was, but knew telling her now would only sound... well, stupid.

She took him deep into her mouth again, really deep, and he groaned louder. His ass clenched under her hands.

"Ohhhhh fuck....Mog... so fucking good..."
 
Mog kicked up the pace a bit, practically slamming Deacon in and out of her mouth. Her tongue continued to add extra licks here and there, but mostly her throat did all the work. She would moan, causing a vibration along the walls of her mouth, which, in turn, would add vibration to Deacon's cock.

Mog sucked hard; she loved the taste of cum... Especially the precum that she had received from Deacon.
 
Deacon moaned louder, his ass clenched each time she took him deep.

He felt the slight tingling in his balls, and knew what that meant. He was too excited too soon...

"Oh fuck...." he managed to gasp. "You better stop... I won't be able to hold back..."

Not that it mattered. As excited as he was, he didn't think his cock would ever get soft as long as she was nearby.

And hell, if she was this good at giving head, he couldn't wait to get inside of her.
 
Macy wasn't sure if it was the alcohol, Zoey's body, or the noises coming from above, but she began to get a bit excited. She noticed Travis checking out the scenery. She only hoped that they didn't notice that she was checking it out as well. She suddenly felt the need for a cigarette and a beer. But Zoey would stop her. So, she remained where she was, waiting to see who Zoey would crucify...
 
Mog stopped for a moment, looking up at Deacon.

"Are you sure? If you don't want me to finish you off that way... We could always cut to the chase..."
 
Deacon couldn't help himself. He laughed.

"Want? What i want is to cum in your mouth, pussy, and just about anywhere else you can think of..."

Her hand moved slightly, and his cock pulsed. He knew he was on the brink. Want? Oh yeah, he wanted.

"Finish me... I'll have plenty left for after...."

And he would.
 
Mog smiled, returning her mouth to Deacon's hard cock. Once again she slipped it into her mouth, running down the length of it slowly, using her hand on the lower portion as she did.

Once Mog worked her way back up to her fast pace, she used one hand to thrust Deacon by holding his ass, and used her other to gently massage his balls.

"This is going to taste so good..." she thought to herself.
 
Her mouth seemed to be trying to draw everything he ever held out of him at once.

He let himself relax, wanting this more than anything.

Then she massaged his balls, and that was it. His balls pulled up against the base of his cock, and he screamed. He opened his mouth to warn her, but could tell by the look on her face, and by the moan she let out, that she knew he was cumming.

He could feel his balls contract, and the first burst of cum flood up the length of his cock, and explode into her waiting mouth.

He groaned over and over, as she pulled at him, drawing everything out of him... his cock clenching and releasing repeatedly.

"MOG," he growled her name.
 
Mog drank the cum as fast as she possibly could, managing to savor every last drop. After licking Deacon clean, she smiled mischeivously and sat back on the bed.

"Good enough for you, Deacon?" she asked teasingly, her legs spread wide open before him. "Or do I need to perform some more?"
 
Deacon steadyed his legs, and grinned down at her, his cock standing straight out.

"I think it's my turn to perform."

He leaned her back on the bed, and positioned himself between her legs, lowering himself on top of her. He kissed her hard, never one to care that he just came in her mouth. Hell, she had cum in his, right?

He rested the head of his cock against her, and waited...
 
Mog returned the kiss, equal in the amount of passion put behind it. She wrapped one arm about his back, and brought the other down to lightly grasp Deacon's cock.

Gently she guided him into her, pushing it a little past the head. Then the pain hit.

Mog laid back, trying to relax.

"You're going to have to push it in the rest of the way... I need to rip the sheets..." she tried to joke about the severe pain.
 
Deacon froze, shocked. He knew what he was feeling, and felt like an asshole for assuming that just because Mog seemed so knowledgeable, that she was experienced.

"You're a.... are you sure you want to do this?"

He pulled out slightly, to show her there would be no pressure.
 
Mog nodded, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. "I'm sure..." she replied, opening her eyes. "I would rather lose my virginity to you than anyone else. Just do it."
 
Deacon smiled, and kissed her. He knew the best way to do it was to do it quickly.

He looked at her, and smiled, then thrust into her quickly, wincing at the pain he knew she felt.
 
Mog gripped the sheets hard, closing her eyes tightly. She let out a moan filled with pain, but there was a hint of pleasure in there, too.

"Maybe I should've lost it to someone smaller..." she thought, but quickly cast it aside.
 
Zoey

"Oh, all right," she sighed, and spent a few more minutes removing all of her bracelets. They made quite a pile when she was finished.

She looked around.

"Well, I'm not going to interrupt the flow, so... Macy, truth or dare?" she asked. Her choice might have been slightly predictable, but nobody could call her boring.
 
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