I Just Wanna Get Laid

A Long Night Ahead

Jade moved away from Quin’s chest and took her hand, pulling her toward the bunkbed. Quin stumbled after her, her mind was in a haze, filled with lust and confusion. She was confused and at the same time understood that she wanted this.

She climbed onto the mattress, the springs making noise under their weight.

"Lie down," Jade commanded, pushing Quin onto her back.

Quin obeyed.

While she was staring up at the ceiling, her heart was racing so fast that she thought it might burst. She felt hands at her waist, unbuttoning her jeans, pulling the denim and her underwear down her legs in one rough tug. She kicked them off, lying down naked and vulnerable between the two of them.

She looked at Marcus again; he had sat on the other bunk bed staring at them. He was watching them like he was watching a movie. She wondered what his role here was, as the other girls did not even feel bothered that he was here.

Mara crawled over to her, hovering on all fours. "You're soaking wet, Quin," she murmured, reaching down to run a finger through Quin’s folds. Quin arched her hips involuntarily at the contact, a soft moan escaping her lips. "I knew you were a slut waiting to happen."

"Please," Quin whispered, not even sure what she was begging for. Release? Mercy? More?

Jade settled between Quin’s legs, separating them with steady hands. She looked up at Quin, her eyes dark with dark intentions. "Just relax, princess. I'm going to eat this pretty little cunt like ice cream and give you a high scream."

Without warning, Jade lowered her head and ran her tongue flat against Quin’s slit. Quin cried out, her back arching off the bed. It was unlike anything she had ever felt. The feeling was wet, hot, and incredibly intense. Jade didn't tease; she went straight for the c**t, sucking it into her mouth and flicking it rapidly with her tongue.

Mara straddled Quin’s chest, leaning down to capture her lips in a heart-wrenching kiss. Quin tasted herself on Mara’s tongue, a tangy, sweet flavor that only heightened her arousal. Mara’s hands traveled down Quin’s body, pinching and pulling at her n*****s, adding sharp spikes of pleasure to the overwhelming sensation between her legs.

The room filled with the sounds of heavy breathing, wet slurping, and the creaking of the bed. Quin’s mind went blank, consumed entirely by the physical sensations she was feeling. She felt the pressure building low in her belly matching every pass of Jade’s tongue working her.

For a moment, she forgot Marcus’s presence.

"That's it," Mara whispered against Quin’s mouth, pulling back to look her in the eyes. "c*m for us. Let go."

Jade slid two fingers into Quin’s tight hole, curling them upward to hit that sensitive spot inside while she continued to ravage her c**t. The dual stimulation was too much for her. Her body jerked up, her toes curling with her vision blurring as she vibrated.

"Oh god, oh f**k!" Quin screamed, her voice breaking as the orgasm tore through her. It was a violent, crashing wave that ripped away all of her thoughts and left her trembling, it was like a volcano had passed through her. Her cunt clenched around Jade’s fingers, pulsing rhythmically as she made movements she did not know she was capable of.

She heard Marcus’s moan; his seeds were spilling out of his d**k, his eyes were rolled over.

Jade didn't stop until Quin’s body stopped shaking, slowly withdrawing her fingers and licking them clean with a satisfied smirk. “I promised you a high scream, how is that for one?” She crawled up Quin’s body to lie beside her, while Mara collapsed on the other side, sandwiching Quin between them.

Quin lay panting, she could not answer Jade, her chest was heaving, sweat cooling on her skin. The reality of what had just happened began to sink in, but instead of shame, she felt a strange, lingering hunger.

She wants more.

She turned her head to look at Jade, then at Mara, and saw that the wicked glint in their eyes hadn't faded. If anything, it had grown stronger.

She looked at Marcus; he was moving towards them.

Mara reached out to stroke Quin’s cheek, her fingernail scraping gently against the skin. "That was just the warm-up, Quin. Now that we've brought you in, we're going to teach you all forms of pleasure that we know and it’s going to be a pleasure to you too."

Jade laughed, a low, throaty sound as she trailed a hand down Quin’s stomach toward her already recovering heat. "And we have a long, long night ahead of us; that’s why Marcus is here, to assist us with that."

Quin’s breath hitched in her throat, her body still humming from the aftershocks of the orgasm Jade had coaxed out of her moments ago. The air in the cramped hostel room was thick, heavy with the scent of sweat, arousal, and the tangy metal smell of s*x. She lay sprawled across the lower bunk, the thin mattress dipping under the weight of the three of them, her limbs felt like liquid.

Above her, the wooden boards of the top bunk pressed down, creating a small and intimate cage that felt entirely separate from the quiet world outside their door.

Like a cage that belonged to them only.

Marcus stepped closer to the edge of the bed, the floorboards creaking under his weight. His chest was heaving, his hand still glistening with the remnants of his own release. He looked at Quin with a hunger that made her skin prickle, a raw, unfiltered gaze that stripped away any remaining pretense of innocence she might have been clinging to.

"My turn with you, Quin," Marcus whispered, his voice rough like sandpaper. "Let’s see how quick you can move from innocent to guilty."

Before Quin could answer, Jade shifted, gripping Quin’s chin and turning her face away from Marcus. Jade’s lips crashed down onto hers, not a gentle, exploring kiss but she was making a claim. The kiss was deep and filthy, Jade’s tongue sweeping into Quin’s mouth with a dominance that made Quin’s toes curl. She could taste herself on Jade’s tongue, a musky reminder of what had just transpired.

At the same time, Mara slid down the bed, her hands pressing Quin’s thighs apart. Quin gasped into Jade’s mouth as she felt Mara’s hot breath blowing over the sensitive, swollen folds of her cunt. Mara didn’t wait. She leaned in and dragged the flat of her tongue up Quin’s slit, collecting the wetness there with a slow, deliberate hum.

"Mmph," Quin whimpered, her hips bucking involuntarily off the mattress. She couldn’t recognize her own voice because of how slutty she sounded.

Slutty, but hey, she couldn’t comprehend the height of the joy she was feeling.