Piano

My pussy was so incredibly full, stretched, his cock so fucking good and hard inside me, pumping faster and faster.

Suddenly, he took my ass in his hands, lifted me up and really took me. It was enough to make me cum. My pussy walls went wild, squeezing and releasing. I arched and twisted my back. I pulled viciously on my own nipples and bit my lip hard. From squirming, I began to jolt and shake up and down uncontrollably like a pneumatic drill letting out another unworldly wail as I did.

I slowed, became conscious of my own panting and rapid pulse and then realised this was the only noise in the room. Everyone was still, watching me.

"Fuck..." Said Sandy in hushed, awed tones, "fuck! If that was acting baby you're wasted in porn."

I lolled my head to each side looking for her, smiling; a smug, happy girl.

"Hope you got that Max?" Sandy added.

"Jesus Jane! That was so fucking hot!" It was Sarah, still out of sight of me. "Come on boys!" And there was a very sloppy noise as she frigged her momentarily empty cunt. "Make me cum like Jane!"

In my blissful lull, I was vaguely aware of clambering behind me. Chris looked down on me and looked terribly pleased with himself. His cock stayed motionless inside me plugging us together. My clit, in the aftermath of such an incredible orgasm was tremendously sensitive and I had little jolts of aftershocks.

I recognised a whimpering followed by a deeply satisfied sigh exactly like the sound Sarah made as I slid her favourite purple vibrator into her cunt. There was a pause, some shuffling and a male grunt followed quickly by a second whimpering sound from Sarah. There was a double penetration, I thought, but could not turn my head to see.

"Oh holy fuck!" It was Sarah full of cock confirming my suspicion, emphatically.

Keeping his own lovely cock inside me, Chris moved and lay on top of me, and these slight movements inside me continued to make me shake with little orgasmic aftershocks.

"Hello," he whispered in my ear, kissed my forehead sweetly before continuing. "That was one multi crescendo of an orgasm." He smiled again. " A second movement?"

And he rolled us over completely so I then lay on top and astride him. He flexed his thighs just to firmly re-establish the cock inside me and placed his hands behind his head, still smiling, still smug.

"You lead, I'll be heavy in the bass." He then thrust up, raising my ass on his pole as if he might throw me off.

I raised myself up on his saddle and surveyed the view.

Sarah's eyes had revolved to the back of her head. Her two lovers were gathering pace. Across the sofa, she lay flat on her back impaled through her asshole by the upward thrust cock of one of her lovers. Her legs, in between flopping and waving wildly, were spread either side of her second lover, his cock pistoning in and out of a very flush, very wet and puffy cunt. I had never seen her pussy lips so spread. He was picking up the pace.

Sarah responded by lifting her head a little higher and moaning. She half caught my eye and half smiled when she did. "Oh Fuck, that's good. Oh yeah fuck me you bastard!" She urged and reached up momentarily to catch hold of his ass but failed under the onslaught and fell back.

I imagined the feelings in Sarah's body, and my pussy clenched on my own embedded man meat squeezing my juices out. I ground down on Chris, rotating and circling my hips on his lap, wanting to feel every stiff bit of him inside me. Chris reached up and fondled my breasts. Instinctively, mesmerized by the sight of Sarah fucked by two cocks, I started to slowly ride him up and down, playing with my clit as I did.

I began to work on Chris, tightening and releasing my pussy muscles. I held his cock head just inside me, scraped our juices with my fingernail from his exposed length and, of course, lapped it clean with my tongue before sinking, rising and doing it all again only this time putting my finger down to his mouth. He loved it. I felt him twitch inside me.

"Oh that's good Jane." Sandy had caught it. "Hold it. That's it. Just there. Just before you swallow his cock."

I had to hold the head of his immensely fat cock just inside my pussy lips. My cunt spread so much his cock brushed and pressed my clit. The pleasure became excruciating for both of us. My muscles began to twitch and tremble. The camera flashes intensified. Chris began to squirm. I knew I was bringing him on. He thrust up more urgently. He bit his lip hard and looked away to one side.

Sarah seemed to be cumming continuously and was oblivious to everything but her two stout cocks.

"OK," Sandy called, "Suzy can you hold yourself up?"

Sarah could not acknowledge her at all. She was somewhere else completely. When Erik, beneath her, raised her, pushed her up and propped her on her own two feet, she whimpered in a quiet questioning way. The two cocks were now far easier to see like one large flesh python going in her ass and out her cunt. The camera flashed the new hot, crude view.

I ground on Chris as I watched, leaning an arm behind me to tickle his balls, arching to stretch a new part of my pussy and hold his cock really tight. I felt it continue to twitch more frequently, pulse and seem to get even fatter, if that was possible. I loved that. He grunted a solitary grunt.

"Look at the camera, Suzy!" The three held themselves unnaturally still, agonizingly frozen, while Sarah turned her head slowly and smiled in a woozy sex-smashed way.

"Give us a fuck face, Suzy!" But Sandy's plea was lost. It was time to finish her off. "OK guys, go for it! Fuck the hell out of your slut bitch!" Sandy said in a low randy voice. "OK Suzy?"

Sarah nodded, tottering, just holding herself steady, cunt and tits up, chin on her chest. Her blonde hair was stuck to her forehead with her own sweat. The sweat of the men had added to her own, to shine her body like a coating of oil. She waited, mouth stuck open. She was about to adjust herself or respond to Sandy when Erik, now free to do so, fucked her ass truly hard with a huge almost vengeful thrust.

"Fuck!" She suddenly blurted.

She nearly fell from her position, but Paul thrust equally hard into her cunt. Together they pinned her in place. She gulped for breath, clawed at her body with her hand for no obvious reason, then Erik thrust again. Then Paul. Then Erik. The two gradually and methodically accelerated the rate of their thrusting. Sarah mewled and squealed like a fucked cat.

I copied the pace of the threesome in front of me unconsciously accelerating like them. I felt Chris respond. He thrust up into me, straining. We grunted together. His hand clasped my thigh and I sensed this was to stop me from taking him over the edge. He tensed and groaned. I would have loved his spunk inside me but knew this was denied.

Erik's hand smoothed its way blindly over Sarah's abdomen. His outstretched middle finger landed its tip on her clitoris and stroked gently. Sarah orgasmed like I had never seen before. Her whole body vibrated. She tottered and thrust wildly, her head back screaming full blast.

"Aaaaahhh"

Chris tensed inside me. I could tell he needed to cum and was completely on the edge. The two eastern European cocks, unable to thrust any more into the gyrating flesh stuck clamped on to their cocks, smirked at each other with professional pride.

"Yah Babe", Paul said flatly.

Then Sarah's ass cheeks clenched harder, rock hard like a strange cramp and the feeling must have transferred to the cocks embedded inside. Each of the men winced as some tremendous tightening gripped that almost instantly sucked the spunk from both of them.

Eventually, after another spasm, she released them and rolled off with a huge sigh, burying her head in the cushions behind her. For a moment I worried but then heard her muffled voice.

"Oh fuck...amazing...fuck..."

"Ok. Let's set for the money shots...when you're ready Suzy."

I looked down at Chris and clenched his cock in little bursts.

"I want your fucking cum. I've cum on your cock. I wanna see your spunk spurting from your big fat dick." I demanded beneath my breath. And as I carried on clenching and riding as I talked, he grimaced and tossed his head. "I wanna spread it all over my tits." I held them and pretended to spread imaginary jizz.

Sandy had obviously overheard me. "Careful what you wish for hun. He comes buckets!" Then she clapped her hands. "OK let's do this!"

Sarah swayed, briefly standing, legs like bendy lead, before kneeling with a woozy, dreamy smile still stuck across her face. Her two cocks homed in on her. There was no way I was going to relinquish Chris's cock quite yet. I ground down and stroked my clit thinking of the spunk spray to come. I had never watched two men ejaculate one after the other. Spurting on Sarah was an extra turn on. Each man moved his hand up and down his cock in different styles, I noticed. Paul steadied himself on his feet. His beautiful motion stroking over his cock head contrasted with Erik who gripped on hard and seemed intent on tugging harder and harder, grunting as he did.

Erik was the first to go. He shuffled in close to Sarah's face and she opened her mouth expectantly. But he was so desperate to cum, it was impossible to be accurate. His first shot was a near perfect arc upwards over her head and left a perfect line of thick spunk across her hair. A second splashed her cheek and a third her chin. Paul began to move in from the other side just as Erik's jizz began to slide down her skin.

Sarah twisted her head and this time there was no mistake. She gagged, surprised at the force of his ejaculation, straight to the back of her throat. He gasped with the satisfaction of the release he needed and the sight of his second and third shots pooling on her tongue, flowing over her lips and dangling out of her mouth.

I glanced down at Chris and raised my eyebrows questioningly. He nodded emphatically.

"Finale - multo crescendo!" I whispered archly.

But the next I knew Sarah's face was right in front of me. She got my attention tugging on my nipple and moved in close cupping my breast before she kissed me. Her mouth was full of spunk. Her tongue pushed it into me. My eyes must have near popped with the shock of the salty goo filling my mouth. Then she pulled apart a little, connected by a strand of fluid, tilted my head back and let fall more of the copious stuff. The camera flashed crazily and I could feel the cock inside stretch me out even more, jerk and thrust teetering on the edge of filling me both ends at once.

"Oh Jesus!" He cried and thumped the floor with his fist.

"Can you hold it there?" Sandy pleaded as gravity emptied Sarah and filled me. My mouth frothed with overflowed spunk and a long strand that dangled down closer and closer to Chris's chest. He exhaled deeply.

"Oh shit!" And he thumped the floor some more.

I kissed Sarah back and returned the favour, but the payload was dwindling.

"OK Chris? Your turn." Sandy instructed.

Suddenly I found myself rolled on to my back again. Chris pulled out of me and my pussy pined. He knelt between my legs. His column of cock was firmly upright absurdly pink and shiny from me cumming so hard around it. Sarah slumped on her back beside me, stretched out an arm and halfheartedly fondled my nearest breast. I propped my legs open a little wider for Chris and on some signal out of my view he slid his cock back deep inside, where it belonged.

"What say you and I...later?" He whispered into my ear as he lay on top of me. "Andante con spirito..?"

"Love to.."

He twitched inside me. I realised Sarah had rolled onto her side and gripped one of his ass cheeks.

"Give it to her!" She encouraged, her hazy smile still glossed with jizz.

He went about it. Once more I felt the gorgeous waves along my pussy, up and back, and his cock stretched and filled me. He could so easily make me cum again.

"Oh yeah," I mewled like a pornstar, "pump me, deeper...make me cum on your big fat cock!"

He raised himself and speeded up. He was going to make me cum again. Sarah's mouth latched onto my nipple, her hand flung to my other breast. The feelings were incredible.

Chris knelt and again began to fuck me in bestial porn style. But this time he was helped by Sarah's hand that had seized the opportunity to press on my abdomen and push me down as his treatment intensified and this crushed his cock still tighter inside me. She then extended two fingers to my pussy, gently massaging my clit. It was enough.

My stomach turned inside out as the orgasm convulsed me. My grunts turned to a continuous wail. I needed to throw my cunt at his penetration and spread eagle, and coil into a ball both at the same time.

His cock withdrew. Juice flowed from me as my pussy continued to flicker and twitch.

"Oh please..." I began.

I looked up to see his great bulging cock pointed right at me. I felt a heavy splatter of something landing on my tummy and breast. Then immediately flinched as a long straight arrow of jizz flew straight from his pee hole coming to blind me. It was so strong it reached my chin and made a tingling line across my tits. Then another great white gob flopped right on my navel. Then another and it continued, amazingly, to gush out of him in regular pulses and puddled on my panting tummy.

"Oh Shit!" Chris leant back, unbelievably still ejaculating.

His cum flew up high, but landed on my cunt and the back of Sarah's hand. His spurting slowly spent, he sprinkled droplets on my thighs.

Chris's cock stayed tight in his grip, a tiny strand dangling from its tip. His body heaved with huge breaths like he had thrown every bit of himself at filling my cunt, covering me, by turning himself inside out.

"Oh ...Shit." He finished finally. And he looked at me and smiled. "Shit..."

I was stuck with spunk pasted all over my body. I craned my neck to see.

Sarah surveyed me too. "I don't think I've seen so much goo come from one cock," she said in awe.

Cameras continued to flash to record us. I felt stunned. My own orgasm was still subsiding. Seized by some impulse, Sarah swung a leg over me and lay on top. Then she moved and wriggled about determined it seemed to spread the spunk around and cover completely both our tits and tummies. It was weirdly exciting and I held her close as she smeared us and glued us together: a billion little proto babies wriggling between us.

Sarah came close to my ear and whispered: "I love you Jane... I mean, I really do." Then she kissed me tenderly. I pulled her head into my neck and kissed her head. The whore smell of sweat, sex, fucked juicy pussy and spunk was intoxicating, and deeply, deeply satisfying.

"We're safe in here." Sarah was drying herself after her shower. We were alone in the en suite where we had shared a bath, "Tell me about Tarzan."

"Chris"

"Chris. How do you know him?" She broke off to towel her hair. "You want to see him outside of work? " She looked at my reflection working on its eye-liner. "You do don't you?"

Sarah's face was like a teenager, washed of its slut make up and slut spunk, gossipy with a friend's crush or first love. I smiled back at her, maybe I blushed a little, as I thought about opening up to her. But then behind her reflection I saw the woman with the ear rings. That woman. Chris's woman. And Chris, gorgeous, dishy, sexy, charming Chris, gave her a kiss on the cheek and smiled at her. He looked toward us in the bathroom, his face, boyish and helpless and shyly pushed back his hair in his own adorable way. Was he looking for me?

"No" I said, "He was just someone from college. How weird was that? Of all the places."

"Well," said Sarah, "small world," and then she came up close to me, "And if he's just some old college acquaintance, you're one fucking good actress. And he's a good actor too," she added.

"So let me get this straight. This is all ours from our shoot? But, but this is way beyond what we're owed!"

"OK," Sarah began. I could see she was smug and proud as anything of herself. "It's all ours. Your mum and dad will come and visit to show their love and devotion, " she paused dramatically, "to their piano, all intact and shiny like new ...and they may even chat with their daughter if she's around!" She laughed at me.

"Look," she said, like a street dealer. "This is our fee. This is my commission from the Hotel for fixing them up. And fresh from Mr. Crab's grubby little hands, this is the fee for the behind the scenes video he's got. And this!" And here she held up a wad of cash of which she was particularly proud. "This is what Mr. Crabb gave me for the video I so thoughtfully made of him as he wanked off over us in his office."

"What?"

"Where do you think I went when I left you in the shoe shop? A few of his own cameras relocated from the en suite. I just returned them to his office," she giggled, "about desk height...You should have seen them Jane! Wow!"

Sarah was amazing. What would I ever do without her?

"But's that not all." There was pause as I wondered if she was waiting for me to guess the next surprise. "Guess what else was hiding in Mr. Crabb's office?"

Her fingers went into her bra and pulled out a slightly bent business card which she passed to me very proudly and gleefully. It was a cheap, plain white business card with the usual set of contact details, but it was the logo I noticed first. It was a cartoon of a muscular jungle man swinging on a vine. In fact, it was Tarzan. I had his number, but what should I do with it?

"What are you thinking?" Asked Sarah.