"Yeah, we did," Linda murmured, her hand idly stroking Joe's chest. "And we're not done yet."
Her words sent a jolt of electricity through the room. The men looked at each other, their cocks already beginning to stir with renewed interest. Sara's eyes lit up with excitement.
"What did you have in mind?" Joe asked, his voice low and husky.
Linda, still flushed and panting, pushed herself up onto her elbows, her eyes gleaming with an idea. "Why don't we switch?" she suggested, her gaze flicking between Joe and Patrick.
Sara's smile grew wicked. "Oh, I like where this is going."
Patrick's eyes sparkled with excitement as he looked at Joe, who nodded his agreement. The two men switched places, Joe now positioning himself between Sara's legs, his cock already hardening at the prospect of tasting her sweetness. Meanwhile, Patrick took Joe's place, his cock standing at attention as he leaned over Linda, his eyes full of desire.
Sara's eyes locked onto Linda's, the unspoken promise of pleasure passing between them. She reached out, her hand finding Linda's, their fingers intertwining. The bond between them had only grown stronger with each shared experience, and now it was their turn to explore each other fully.
Patrick took his place behind Linda, his cock sliding along her wet folds. He positioned himself, his tip teasing her entrance, and with one smooth stroke, he filled her completely. Linda's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt him enter her, the sensation of his thickness stretching her combined with the thrill of having her best friend so close.
Sara watched, her breath hitching as she felt Joe's mouth on her clit. He licked and sucked with a hunger that seemed to match her own, his tongue exploring her in a way that no man had ever done before. Her body responded immediately, arching off the bed as she pushed herself closer to him.
Linda, her eyes still locked with Sara's, felt the pressure building inside her. She had never been with a woman before, but the sight of Joe's head between Sara's legs, the sounds of her friend's moans, and the feeling of Patrick's cock inside her was driving her wild.
"Fuck me," she begged, her voice a breathless whisper. "Fuck me like you mean it."
Patrick didn't need any more encouragement. He began to move, his cock sliding in and out of Linda with a force that seemed to shake the very bed. She moaned, her body moving with his, the sensation of fullness making her feel complete.
Sara's hips bucked as Joe's mouth worked its magic, her moans growing louder with every stroke of his tongue. She felt as though she was on the edge of a cliff, the wind of pleasure blowing against her, threatening to send her tumbling into an abyss of ecstasy.
Linda's eyes never left Sara's, the connection between them burning hotter than the sun. She felt Patrick's rhythm pick up, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more demanding. The feeling of his cock inside her was foreign yet exhilarating, and she couldn't help but push back against him, urging him to go deeper.
Suddenly, she felt a new sensation. Sara's hand slid down her body, her fingers slipping between their entwined legs to find Linda's clit. The touch was like a spark, igniting the fire that had been smoldering within her. She gasped as Sara began to rub her, her thumb circling the sensitive bud in perfect synchrony with Joe's mouth on her.
"Oh, fuck," Linda moaned, her eyes squeezing shut. The pleasure was too much to bear, a crescendo of sensation that seemed to fill her entire being.
Patrick's rhythm grew more frantic, his cock pounding into her with a force that had her seeing stars. Every nerve in her body was alight with pleasure, the line between pain and ecstasy blurring into oblivion.
"I'm gonna come," she gasped, her body tensing.
"Me too," Sara panted, her hand moving faster over Linda's clit.
Joe, feeling Sara's body tighten around his face, knew she was close. He increased his pace, his tongue flicking and swirling with a mastery that had Sara's legs trembling. Her moans grew louder, her body a testament to the pleasure he was giving her.
At the same moment, Patrick's strokes grew more urgent, his cock pounding into Linda with a ferocity that had her toes curling. She felt the tension coiling deep within her, a pressure that grew more intense with every passing second.
Suddenly, it was too much. With a scream that was part pleasure, part release, Linda's body convulsed, her pussy clenching around Patrick's cock in an explosion of ecstasy. She felt herself coming apart at the seams, the waves of pleasure washing over her like a tidal wave.
And in that moment, Sara's hand, which had been teasing Linda's clit, stopped its movement as she too reached her peak. Her body arched off the bed, her pussy clamping down around Joe's tongue as her orgasm took over. The sight of Linda's pleasure was the final push she needed, and she let go, her own climax crashing through her like a meteor shower.
Linda's orgasm was a symphony of sensations, a maelstrom of pleasure that seemed to consume her whole. She could feel every inch of Patrick's cock inside her, the way it pulsed and swelled as he reached his own peak. The feeling of Sara's hand on her, the sound of her cries of pleasure, it was all too much. Her body shuddered with the force of her release, her muscles tightening around Patrick's cock until he too couldn't hold back.
With a roar, Patrick thrust into her one last time, his cum spurting hot and deep, filling her to the brim. The feeling of Patrick's warm seed flooding her was an unexpected delight for Linda. Her pussy clamped down around him greedily, milking every last drop as her orgasm rippled through her core. It was indescribable, a mix of pleasure and satisfaction that left her boneless and trembling.
Joe watched the scene unfold before him, his own desire reaching new heights. He had never seen anything so beautiful, so raw. He knew he had to be a part of it. He slid up Sara's body and claimed her mouth in a kiss that was all teeth and tongue, all fire and passion.
Sara moaned into his mouth, her hands tangling in his hair as she felt the remnants of her orgasm ebb away, only to be replaced by a new wave of desire. Joe's body was hot against hers, his muscles tense with the need to claim her. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her stomach, and she knew that he wasn't done yet.
Joe took the hint, his cock sliding into Sara's wet heat as he claimed her mouth in a kiss that seemed to devour her very soul. Sara's nails raked down his back, her legs wrapping around his waist as she pulled him deeper, her body eager to be filled once more.
Patrick, his eyes never leaving the sight of Joe claiming Sara, pulled out of Linda with a groan, his cock still hard and glistening with her cum. He leaned over, capturing Linda's mouth in a kiss that was all passion and need, his hands roaming over her body as if he couldn't get enough of her.
Linda, lost in the haze of pleasure, returned the kiss with equal fervor. She had never felt so alive, so desired. Her body was still trembling from her orgasm, but she could feel a new one building, a hunger that only Patrick's touch could satisfy.
Suddenly, she felt a wetness on her inner thigh, and she realized that Sara had moved closer, her tongue tracing a hot path from her knee to her still-sensitive clit. The sensation was exquisite, a mix of pleasure and surprise that had her gasping into Patrick's mouth.
Patrick, his own desires now fully rekindled, pulled away from the kiss, his eyes dark with lust. He took in the sight before him: Sara's eager mouth on Linda's pussy, Joe's cock buried deep inside Sara. The air was thick with the scent of sex, and he could feel the room pulsing with the energy of their shared passion.
Sara's eyes widened as she felt the first spurt of Joe's hot cum fill her, and she moaned against Linda's clit, the vibration sending the other woman over the edge. Linda's body arched off the bed, her eyes squeezed shut, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Sara's own orgasm hit her like a sledgehammer, her pussy tightening around Joe's cock as she swallowed her cries of release.
Joe groaned into Sara's neck as he emptied himself inside her, his hips jerking with every spasm of pleasure. He could feel the tremors of her orgasm through her body, her muscles clenching around his cock like a vise. It was all he could do to keep from coming again just from the sheer intensity of it.
As their climaxes subsided, the four of them lay tangled together on the bed, their limbs a jumbled mess of sweat and satisfaction. The air was thick with the scent of their desire, the room still echoing with the sounds of their passion.
Linda looked over at Sara, a soft smile playing on her lips. "That was..."
"Indescribable," Sara murmured, finishing her thought. She kissed Linda's cheek, her eyes still gleaming with passion.
Patrick, his chest heaving from exertion, leaned over to kiss Sara deeply. "I've never felt anything like this," he confessed.
Sara, her eyes sparkling with mischief, glanced at Linda. "It's just the beginning," she whispered.
Linda, still lost in the afterglow of their shared ecstasy, couldn't help but smile. "Next time," she promised, her voice barely above a murmur.
"Definitely next time," Sara echoed, her eyes meeting Linda's, the unspoken promise of more passionate encounters shimmering in their depths.
They decided to get some rest, their bodies sated for the moment. As they lay tangled in the sheets, the scent of their love making clinging to their skin, they couldn't help but whisper about the night's events. The air was charged with anticipation, the promise of future pleasures to come.
Sara's hand found Linda's in the darkness, their fingers lacing together. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "For sharing that with me."
Linda's smile grew soft. "Thank you, for pushing me," she replied. "For showing me what I've been missing."
"We're in this together," Sara assured her, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "Always."
The room was a canvas of shadows, the moon's soft light painting their intertwined bodies in a sensual dance of light and dark. They lay there, their hearts slowly finding their normal rhythm again, their breaths evening out, and their skin cooling from the heat of passion.
Linda felt Joe's arm wrapped around her, his warmth a comforting presence against her side. She could feel the steady rise and fall of his chest, and the occasional twitch of his cock against her thigh was a gentle reminder of the intense moments they had just shared. Sara was nestled against her, her breaths slow and even, her body a warm, pliant weight that seemed to fit perfectly into the curve of Linda's body.
Patrick's hand rested on Sara's waist, his fingers tracing idle patterns on her skin. His eyes were closed, but Linda could see the hint of a smile playing on his lips as he drifted off to sleep, the memory of their shared passion etched into his features.
The room grew quiet, their breaths syncing up in the aftermath of their erotic symphony. The moon cast a silver glow across their tangled forms, painting them in a soft, ethereal light. The festival outside had quieted to a low murmur, the distant bass a faint heartbeat beneath the sheets.
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