ROOM TWELVE 2

ROOM TWELVE

Stacy came first shuddering against Kevin's tongue, fingers twisting in his hair as her release flooded his mouth. The sight and sound sent Emerald over seconds later, walls clenching around Kevin's cock, a low cry tearing from her throat.

Kevin followed with a groan, hips bucking up into Emerald as he spilled deep inside her. They collapsed in a breathless tangle, deep breaths, slick skin.

For a few minutes there was only the sound of breathing and distant highway hum. Emerald rolled off Kevin with a wicked grin. “We just got started.”

She reached for her bag on the floor and pulled out the black plastic package. Stacy's eyes widened. A smile played on Kevin's face.

Emerald tore it open and stepped into the harness, adjusting straps unto the massive dildo stood proud against her hips. She stroked it once, then crawled back onto the bed.

She kissed Stacy slowly and deep, easing her back on the bed, and Stacy laid between her thighs. Emerald settled between her thighs, rubbing the silicone against her waist folds.

“Ready?” She whispered.

Stay nodded, spreading her legs.

Emerald pushed in slowly, watching Stacy's face the entire time. Stacy's back arched, mouth opened in a silent O as the thick length filled her.

Kevin moved behind Stacy, lifting her hips slightly. He slicked himself with her wetness and Emerald’s then pressed into Stacy from behind. Real cock sliding alongside silicone, stretching her impossibly full.

Stacy cried out, overwhelmed, pain turned into pleasure, nails digging into Emerald's shoulders. They found a rhythm: Kevin thrusting into Stacy, pushing her deeper onto the strap on, Emerald grinding forward hitting every sensitive spot inside.

The room echoed with moans.

Emerald reached down to rub Stacy's clit in tight circles. “Come for us again.”

Stacy broke harder than before, her whole body seizing, a broken cry escaping as pleasure crashed through her. Kevin wasn't far behind, burying himself deep and coming with a loud growl against her neck.

Emerald pulled out gently, unstrapped the toy and collapsed beside them. They lay sprawled across the ruined sheets, heart racing and heavy breathing.

Stacy's hand wandered between Emerald's thighs again, fingers slid through the mess Kevin had left inside her. “One more?”

Emerald moaned softly as she circled her clit. “Certainly.”

Kevin watched, biting his lower lip then leaned down to lick up Emerald's breast, sucking a nipple into his mouth.

The head rest knocked the wall as they shifted slowly. Stacy moved between Emerald's thighs, sliding and grinding their clit together while Kevin stood in front of Emerald,his cock right in her mouth.

Emerald's tongue wondered around Kevin's cock immediately, licking slow and thorough. Kevin stood to the ground, hands braced on the headboard, moaning Emerald's name as she mouth fucked him.

The rhythm built slowly.

Emerald came first, trembling on Stacy's pussy. Stacy followed, her pussy pressed down to Emerald's. Kevin lasted longest, thrusting deep untill he spilled again with a growl down into Emerald's throat.

They finally collapsed for good, bodies tangled and the room reeking of sex.

Kevin chuckled, voice hoarse. “Best road trip yet.”

Stacy turned to Emerald and kissed her on the lips. “Definitely.”

Emerald traced lazy circles on both their bodies. “We should book motels with only one bed more often.”

They drifted in the warm afterglow, trading soft kisses.

None of them noticed the faint red light beeping behind the mirror. Whoever was behind the screen enjoyed the show.

The show was definitely spectacular.

Thanks to them, he'll be getting to eat h it over,over and over again