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Wednesday, March 11, 2009

3. Full House

Sensory Overload Chapter Three: Full House

by MidWestPrincess©

Savannah spun around in the mirror, her navy blue pleated skirt twirled with her. She tucked her eggshell white shirt into the hem, pleased with how it showed off her cleavage. Quickly, she spritzed perfume on her neck when she heard the knock at the door. It was a while before Xavier's friends were supposed to be there for their monthly poker game, so it could only one other person.

"Baby, Stella's here!"

Stella was coming over to keep her from being overdosed on testosterone. While the guys did their manly thing, the girls were going to hole themselves up in Savannah's room, watch Life Time movies and scrap book. Xavier was convinced that he was going to go blind with as much as the flash had been going off in his face in the six months that they'd moved in together. She had an entire photo box full of pictures that she needed to scrap and get their book started Earlier in the week the girls took a trip to Michaels to get paper and stickers. She'd picked out a cute scrap book that Xavier playfully rolled his eyes at when he'd seen it. That was male for he like it but couldn't admit it.

"I'm ready," she walked into the living room, seeing X, clad in his black apron taking the groceries out of Stella's hands.

"She bought out the store,"

"I see that. Stella, we told you not to bring anything,"

"I know, but I had to grab a few things for the baby sitter and I went in hungry,"

"That's never smart, Savannah usually ends up buying junk food when she goes in hungry,"

"ME? I'm sorry, but who bought out the fried chicken at midnight because it looked too good not to eat?"

"Who helped me eat it at two in the morning?"

Savannah blushed at the memory. It had been after a particularly long, hot love making session breaking in their new sex swing that had also left her with a serious case of cotton mouth. "That was your fault,"

Catching the look she gave him, his lips spread into a wide grin, "Okay so I'll take the blame for that one,"

"Do I even want to know?" Stella quipped, reminding them she was still in the same room.

A blush crawled up Savannah's face, "I don't kiss and tell,"

"You are such a liar," Xavier laughed.

"So baby, do you need help cooking?" she threw in, trying to change the subject.

Sighing he moved the bags out of the way, showing off his apron, "What's it say?"

Savannah sighed and Stella giggled.

"Read it!" his demand was playful.

"I'm the cook, get out of my kitchen," her tone was dry even though her eyes were sparkling.

"And you two are still here why?"

"Fine. Let's go Stella. If he burns the wings because he's doing too many things at once, we'll take his credit card and go out for pizza,"

"Out! Get out!"

Stealing a couple of olives out of the can, Savannah grabbed Stella's hand and skipped off to the bedroom, "Fine. But if the bedroom's rockin' don't come a knockin',"


"Aww! That's cute!" Savannah peered over Stella's shoulder at her latest page that showcased pictures of Stella's little girl's first steps.

"Thanks. I think it's my favorite that I've done so far. I love the double pages of you and Xavier at Mackinaw,"

Savannah beamed at the praise, "Thanks. I've got a ton of pictures to do,"

"Me too, but seriously, if I don't get something to drink, I may wither away,"

Flopping her feet on to the floor Savannah nodded her agreement, "I know right? I'm so ready to eat it's not even funny,"

Stella accepted Savannah's hand to help pull her up from a sitting position to her feet. "Shall we crash their party?"

Savannah already had the door to the bedroom open, "Just call us the poker party crashers,"

"Dawg, did she just say 'Poker party'?" D'Angelo wondered, dropping some poker chips in the middle of the table.

Xavier sighed patiently, looking up from his cards, "Baby, it's a poker game. Not a party. There's no streamers here," he motioned around to the streamerless dining room.

"There would have been if you wouldn't have hid them on me,"

"Thank you," D'Angelo, Lawrence and Orlando said in unison.

"They're no fun," Stella consoled.

"I know right! And just for that, I'm not leaving them any brownies," Savannah teased, putting two on her plate and giving Stella the other.

"That's okay, you can just make more," Orlando snickered.

"Here, I'll do it for you," Stella picked up a carrot and beamed him in the temple with it.

"Hi to you too Stella," he laughed, lobbing an empty pop bottle at her. Stella ducked and it hit Savannah's plate as she was walking by them. It knocked the plate on to the floor, thankfully it narrowly missed the $200 poker table that Savannah had gotten Xavier for his birthday. He was serious about his card playing, so she'd wanted to get him something nice to play on with his friends.

"Oh shit! I'm sorry Savannah," Orlando swore, pushing back so he could help her pick it up.

"Don't worry about it, finish playing your gin rummy. We'll get it," she offered, counting to ten so she wouldn't kill her boyfriend's childhood friend.

"Did she just,"

Savannah giggled when she heard Xavier interrupt Lawrence, "Just show what you've got. She'll be saying shit like that all night,"

Stella stooped next to her with a wet wash cloth, "Here, this should help get out the ranch in the carpet,"

Taking the rag from her, caused her to spill the chips a little more under the table.

"Damn it," she swore, getting on all fours to crawl under the table. "Sorry, sorry," she repeated, as she kept pushing on their knees to get the chips off the floor.

"Here Savannah, let me help," Stella offered, trying to scoot in next to her.

"Nice view ladies,"

Savannah and Stella looked back to see that their skirts were showing their tight white asses, a fact not lost by any of the horny black men above them.

"Thanks," the girls said in unison, both of them blushing. Out of the blue, Savannah got an idea.

Whispering so they couldn't be heard over the poker talk she said, "I've got an idea," motioning to the pair of legs across from Xavier, belonging to Lawrence. Stella shared the same impish grin, scampering under the table.

"Hey, what are you doing down there?" Xavier laughed as he pulled his legs apart to give her room. She ignored his question, opting to showing instead of telling. Unbuttoning his pants, she gently pulled his dick out of his pants.

"Whoa what's going on?" Lawrence quizzed.

Orlando ducked his head under the table to see the girls starting to suck the dicks in front of them, "Wow X, I didn't know this was that kind of party,"

A light thump hit the table from above, followed by the chips clinking together as they followed the cards, "I didn't either. Savannah's full of surprises,"

Savannah tended to be a little timid when it came to initiating sex. She was usually down for whatever, but starting it was another story. Xavier told her more than once that unless it was under extreme circumstances, he wasn't going to turn it down if she wanted it. Now was a good as any to test that theory. Stroking him, she looked on either side of her to see the bulges in D'Angelo and Orlando's pants start to harden.

With her mouth already on Lawrence's dick, Stella noticed Savannah undoing D'Angelo's pants so she did the same for Orlando. The guys scooted their chairs closer to each other so it was easier for Savannah to operate.

"Which one do I have?" Lawrence's breath was already labored a bit.

Xavier was quiet a minute before answering, "I've got Savannah. I'd know her touch anywhere,"

It was important to her that she started on Xavier first to show him her appreciation for allowing her to work out her fantasies. Surrounding his dick with her mouth, she plunged downward, swirling her tongue against his flesh as she took all of him in her mouth. She could feel the string from her thong dampened as D'Angelo grew in her hand. There were collective low moans as the girls pleased them. Pushing his underwear back a bit, she sucked on Xavier's balls, the way she knew he liked it.

Running her thumb over the tip of the cock in her right hand, she could feel that the tip was wet. Xavier was the first black dick she'd ever sucked and suddenly, she wanted to taste another one. Being wet from her mouth, her left hand slid up and down Xavier's dick effortlessly. A pleasantly surprised gasp came from above when she teased the tip of his dick with her tongue, sucking just on the head.

His texture was different. Not quite as long as Xavier, he was a bit thicker. Her kegal muscles twitched as she thought about how he might feel inside her. This thought caused her to suck a little bit harder and stroke a bit faster. Chairs slid back not making a sound against the thick carpet.

"Let's kick this up a notch," Orlando suggested as the guys stood up. They helped the girls out from under the table. Savannah noticed that all for dicks were rock hard.

Lawrence, D'Angelo and Savannah paired off as Xavier and Orlando lavished attention on Stella. Lawrence pulled her shirt over her head as D'Angelo stripped her of her thong. She tried to concentrate on her guys, but it was hard watching what was going on in front of her.

Opting to keep Stella's clothes on her, Orlando leaned a little on the poker table as Stella latched on to his dick with her mouth. Xavier was behind her, rubbing his dick along her slit, before giving her all of him in one hard push. Eager to give Xavier the same sort of show, she turned her attentions back to her own guys. She wanted to see them naked. It was a fantasy for her to be among a lot of naked brothas, so it was going to happen today. As their large hands explored her body, she made short work of their clothes.

Moving the chairs out of the way, Lawrence laid back on the table. D'Angelo pulled her back against him, his hardness pressing into her ass. She moaned softly as his fingers penetrated her pussy from behind. Kneeling on the chair in front of her, she lifted her body a bit on to the table so she could suck on yet another black cock. Looking up a bit she noticed Xavier really getting into fucking her friend. If this is what happened when she let herself go sexually, it was time to stop being timid.

This new motivation caused her to bare down harder. D'Angelo took her chair out from underneath her, holding her off the ground by her hips. He entered her slowly, allowing her to get used to being off her feet. He pinned her legs between his thighs and the table, pounding her harder. Lawrence's cock twitched in her mouth, getting any harder in her mouth. She used one hand to stroke what her mouth wasn't covering as she moved up and down on it. Her nerves stood on end as D'Angelo slapped her ass. Lawrence moaned loudly when she took all of him into her throat and kept him there. She tightened it around him as much as she could, moving in short motions.

It must have been too much for him, or maybe not enough for him at this point. Lawrence tapped her shoulder.

"Get up girl," his order was gentle but laced with lust.

She stood up, waiting for them to direct her into their next position. Looking over, she noticed that Stella was on her back with her legs over Orlando's shoulders, her head cocked to the side with Xavier's dick in her mouth.

They locked gazes, the look in his eyes was hot. D'Angelo laid back the table and Lawrence helped Savannah climb up on the table. Before she turned her back to the other couple, Orlando pulled out of Stella. Xavier sat down in his chair, Stella immediately straddled his lap and sat down.

Stella's moans as she bounced on Xavier's lap cranked the heat up to ten. She kneeled over D'Angelo's dick, facing Orlando and Lawrence. Slowly she eased her ass down on it, allowing D'Angelo to enter her ass. He'd lubricated it enough to where it didn't hurt as the head slid in.

The uncomfortable feeling soon turned into pleasure as he helped moved her up and down on his dick, getting her used to the sensation. Lawrence pushed her legs apart, entering her swiftly. With their hands on her hips, the guys worked out a pace as they pounded in and out of her. Orlando moved next to her, pushing her back so she was laying on top of D'Angelo. Like the good girl she was trying to be, she immediately opened her mouth, hungrily taking him into her mouth.

Having this much cock in her was way too much to handle. Trying not to mess up the pace, she sucked hard on Orlando's cock as a strong wave of orgasm washed over her. She went limp against D'Angelo, allowing them to man handle her. Orlando held her head still in his hand as he moved his hips faster, fucking her mouth.

From underneath her, D'Angelo grabbed at her breasts, pinching her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. He pinned her against him by putting his arm across her waist.

"Take this black dick," he ordered, pumping against her ass harder. She whimpered as best she could, but it was hard when she had a big dick in her mouth. Slamming her hips down, he grunted hard as he filled her ass.

"Hold her there," Lawrence grunted leaning over her, quickening his pace. With a final pump, he too filled Savannah with more cum than she'd ever dealt with. Rolling off the table, she prepared herself for Orlando when Xavier spoke up, "Hey Orlando, trade me would ya?"

Savannah happily bounced lightly on the balls of her feet as he sauntered over to her. When they experimented like this, it was an unspoken rule that even though they may start out together that they separate and do their own thing before coming back together. That's why they called it experimenting. By the time they came back together, she was more than ready to be with him. It was something special they shared.

Silently, he claimed her lips with his pushing her up against the wall. She wrapped her arms around his neck, crushing her body against his, thoroughly enjoying the dance their tongues were doing.

"Hi," he smiled, running his cock up and down her thoroughly soaked pussy. He kissed down her shoulder, using his tongue to trace her nipple.

She moaned, enjoying the teasing he was giving her body, "Hi,"

"Miss me?"

Stella's moans interrupted their conversation. They looked over to see her bent over the table, Orlando ramming her from behind.

"You can so get louder than that,"

Savannah grinned, "Let the contest begin,"

She lifted one leg over his hip, opening her legs as much as she could so it was easier for him to enter her. He slid his dick snuggly into her, balancing her body between him and the wall, wrapping her other leg around his waist. Locking her legs at the ankle around his waist, she pulled him as close as she could placing her arms around his neck.

His eyes sparkled as a frustrated groan bubbled out of her lips, "Teasing me? Now? Seriously?"

He moved slowly, teasing her senses. It was something he was fond of doing. He thought it was funny. And it was funny, when she was doing it to him. But right now, when was ready to buck wild, it was doing nothing more but frustrating her hormones.

"You know I gotta," he whispered, kissing her neck.

She jutted her hips forward as much as she could, trying to get all of him. With each slow stroke, he gave her more of him. Without any warning, he slammed all ten inches in her causing her to gasp loudly. Pinning her against the wall with his shoulders, he pumped into her, not giving her time to catch her breath. Her head rolled back against the wall as he speared her with his dick.


Her moans got louder, mingling now with Stella's.

"Girl, louder!"

The way he was turning her out made it easy to take it an octave higher.

"Savannah, if you don't get loud as fuck, I'll quit,"

Panic mixed with the tension building in her. He couldn't quit. Not now. She wouldn't be able to handle it. "No! Don't. Stop," the pleasure was getting too much for her to handle.

"Then get loud girl,"

Her moans turned into cries and then screams as he pounded her so hard one of the pictures on the opposite wall slid off the nail. She looked over to see Stella getting fucked by Lawrence now, taking turns sucking off the other two. Running unopposed now, Savannah's moans completely drowned out the stereo the guys had playing earlier. Xavier's small kisses on her neck let her know that he was getting close. As much as she didn't want it to end, she could feel the familiar feelings bubbling up again.

"Come with me girl,"

"Not... yet," she could barely hold on, but she wanted it to last a little longer. He wasn't going to allow it, he pumped into her harder, her cries rising another octave. He bit her neck as he came, causing her to buck against him as she joined him. As things came back into focus, she looked over to see Stella's mouth open, trying to catch the come spraying out of Orlando and D'Angelo's dicks.

Lawrence slammed into her a few more times before he came again, sending Stella into her own orgasm. They'd ruined the guy's poker game but at least they'd each gotten the chance to hit the jack pot.

2. Let's go to the movies

Sensory Overload Chapter Two: Let's go to the movies
by MidWestPrincess©

"What you got underneath there?"

Savannah giggled, playfully slapping Xavier's hand away from the bottom of her sundress. "The kitchen sink. What do you think I've got on under there?"

The couple waved a car by as they made their way through the movie theater parking lot. Lacing her fingers with his, she drug her boyfriend towards the brightly lit building.

"I don't know why we couldn't just stay home tonight," he grumbled, politely opening the door for her.

"Cuz we haven't been out in forever," Savannah pushed her full lips into a pout, to make her act a little more believable. She sashayed by him, wiggling her hips for his viewing pleasure.

Due to working a lot, their routine had gotten stale. Schedules had been rearranged so they no longer worked the same shifts. As one of them was getting home, the other one was leaving. That made it difficult to spend quality time together. Needing a little r and r, they'd requested the same weekend off. Savannah promised that they could spend the rest of the weekend holed up in their apartment if he'd just give her one night out.

So they wouldn't have to wait in line, Xavier purchased their tickets off the theater's website. They were able to bypass the throng of people and go straight to the concession stand.

"I thought you've already seen Twilight?" He nodded a hello to the ticket taker, handing her their tickets. He took their drink holders and their bucket of pop corn back from Savannah once they started down the corridor towards the movie.

"I tried, but it was like sold out. I would have been stuck in between two nerdy looking guys that were clearly only there to score points with their non driver's license having girlfriends,"

"Hence going to the eleven o'clock showing on a Tuesday?"

Savannah grinned, opening the door for him, "Exactly. All the little kids are home getting ready for school,"

"You do realize that the only reason I'm not being considered gay for seeing this movie is because I'm with my girlfriend right?"

Savannah giggled, allowing the door to shut behind her. "You're definitely an indulgent boyfriend,"

"I expect to get a million points for this," he grumbled, walking ahead of him.

"You get two million baby," They had a point system for when the other one did something above and beyond their normal duties. She linked her finger through his belt loop, allowing him to lead her up the steps of the stadium type seating.

Apparently there were a few other girls with her same thought process. Four other couples were peppered throughout the lower part of the theater.

"Where do you want to sit?" He stepped aside so she could lead the way.

Again swaying her hips for effect, she walked down the entire isle to the last two seats at the top row of seats at the top right of the theater.

She turned to see Xavier following her, shaking his head, "You just ain't right. You wait til I get you home,"

Smiling at him, she freed his hands so he could sit down. Situating their drinks and the pop corn, she snuggled up against her man as the lights dimmed.

"I've missed you," he whispered, kissing the top of her head.

Sighing contently against his chest, she returned the sentiment, "We need to start making more time for each other,"

The screen flickered to life, warning against no smoking or cell phones while the movie was going on.

"Definitely. Let's try to have date night at least once a week,"

She looked up at him, rewarding him with a quick kiss, "Good idea. Next movie's you're choice,"

He kissed her back, sealing the deal, "Horror flick here we come,"

Wrinkling her nose, she knew she'd walked into that one, "Fine. Oh and um X?"

Trailers from the new movies coming out illuminated her face well enough so he could see the impish grin in her eyes, "Yeah baby?"

Putting her hand on his cheek so she could bring his face to hers, she brought her lips up to his ears, "I'm not wearing any panties,"

She giggled as realization set in, "For real?"

"You wanna check?" She spread her legs, inviting him to touch.

"You wouldn't lie to me about something like that, but it wouldn't hurt to make sure,"

He pressed his lips against hers, instantly claiming her tongue when she opened her mouth. She moved back on the seat so he could get a good feel. Running his hand up her smooth legs, he went to the top of her thigh, tracing where her thong would normally cover. When he didn't feel any fabric, he moved his hand diagonal towards her crotch.

"You so get points for this," he breathed, playing with the curls of her pubic hairs.

She giggled, kissing him hard as his fingers parted her lips and sought out her clit. The obstacle for her was going to be not bringing attention to them. Savannah was known for being a little loud when Xavier was pleasing her.

Moving so they were on their sides, Savannah expertly unzipped his jeans, not having to break their lip lock as she unsnapped the top button. Xavier moved his kisses to her neck, groaning softly into her hair as her small pale hand helped his thick black cock rise to a standing position. Placing small kisses on his shoulder she tried to keep her mouth busy as first one and then two fingers slid into her.

"No sound? Am I not doing it right?" his taunts sent chills through her body as he pumped his fingers harder. Stifling a moan, she lightly bit his shirt.

"Not. Fair," she gasped, using her wrist to give him more of a sensation.

"We could always watch the movie,"

She turned to see that it had indeed started. At this point she wasn't even sure what they were supposed to be watching, "You watch it. I've got work to do,"

He stopped her, from getting up, by not disengaging himself from her body. "No, no. You dragged me here to watch the movie. Watch the movie," he ordered. Sinking to his knees, he moved in front of his girlfriend, pulling her down to his level a little by her hips. Normally, he took his time, kissing up her thigh and teasing her. Not tonight. Draping her legs over his shoulders, his tongue shot out like a heat seeking missile, connecting with her clit. The colors on the screen blurred together as she focused on the oral assault going on below the seats. Biting her bottom lip, she whimpered slightly, trying to keep it under control.

Xavier's hands skimmed up her body, sliding under her shirt, clawing at her breasts. Not taking the time to move past her bra, he massaged them through the fabric. Savannah about lost control when his tongue left her clit and entered her hot pussy.

"Damn it," she whispered softly as her hips bucked involuntarily towards him. His chuckle vibrated her lips a little, adding a different sensation to what he was doing. She could feel her pussy getting wetter. He changed his tactics again, attaching his lips to her clit and sucking on it as he nuzzled it between his teeth. Was he trying to get them kicked out? If he kept doing this, she'd end up giving them away. She tried to move her hips away from his lips to show him that it was her turn. Leaving her shirt above her breasts, he used his hands to hold her hips in place.

Apparently he had plans of his own. Sinking lower in her seat, she dug her nails into the seats next to her as her hormones started to take over. He must have felt her getting close, to help her out, he covered her mouth with his large hand. Thankful for the muzzle, she closed her eyes as bursts of color exploded in the darkness. Unable to help herself, she quietly moaned and whimpered as he brought her to orgasm.

Her senses fully heightened, she was still trying to catch her breath when Xavier sat back in his seat.

"How's the movie?" his smirk told her that he knew she'd been more than a little distracted.

Eager to continue their public display of affection, she took a quick drink of her pop before she sunk to her knees, "Tell me what I miss,"

Xavier was about to know exactly why they said paybacks were a bitch. Pushing his boxers down as much as she could, she kissed his balls as she stroked his dick. It was rock hard now, but she wanted to tease him a bit. Sucking his balls into her mouth, she couldn't help but smile when she felt him suck in a deep breath. Her tongue darted out in short licks, ending in one long, luxurious lick from the bottom to the head of his nine inch shaft. Once she was at the top, her tongue did a couple of laps around the tip of it before his dick disappeared into her mouth.

His body tensed as her grip tightened on his cock. His hands started combing through her hair, telling her that he was enjoying her onslaught. Her pace quickened as his grip on the back of her head. His hips rocked up gently, allowing her to take him into the back of her throat.

Reluctantly, she let him take his dick out of her mouth. She looked up at him, happy to see passion clouding his eyes. With a silent "come here" motion of his finger, he spread his legs open, welcoming her to him, "You're missing the best part," he helped her to her feet, turning her around so she was facing the screen.

He flipped her skirt up, rubbing his hands on her ass. She straddled his laps and with his hands on her hips, he eased his dick into her waiting pussy. Slowly she slid down on his dick, taking it completely in her when she sat on his lap. Putting her hands on the seat in front of her for balance, she began to move up and down on his shaft. A low moan emanated from his throat, mingling with the gasp of the crowd to whatever was going on the screen.

From the corner of her eye, she noticed a flashlight coming from the doorway. Thinking quick, she grabbed his jacket, covering them both up. She leaned back on him, making it look like she was sitting on his lap as they watched the movie. The girl that took their tickets popped her head in like she was looking for someone and then left again.

"Quick thinking," he chuckled, snaking his hand under his coat and flicking at her clit as he started fucking her again.

She leaned back against him, kissing his cheek, "Just don't take it out,"

Promising he wouldn't, he moved her hips up and down for her. Small, short gasps bubbled from her lips as he pumped his hips upwards. His hand went back around her mouth, his other hand rubbed on her clit. Looking in front of her, the other couples were intently watching the movie. They had no idea of the real action going on in the back. Ideally, they could turn around and catch them at any minute. The idea alone turned her on even more, making her impale herself on his dick.

Needing to be in his warm embrace, she quickly got up, moving so they were sharing a seat. Her knees on either side of him, she grabbed his dick and slid back on it. Their tongues mingled together fiercely as she quickened the pace. Pushing her bra up over her breasts, he took her nipple into his mouth, nibbling on it. Damn him trying to get her to moan out loud. Knowing that she was close to blowing their cover, she grabbed his hand, putting it back over her mouth.

Over all, the stimulation was becoming too much. It was time to come again. Xavier nipped at her neck, his breathing was labored.

"Come with me," he pleaded, his lips latching down on her neck. He only had to ask once. Every nerve in her body stood at attention as her world spun a little faster. Slamming down on his lap one last time, he grunted in her ear as they both let go. She stayed on his lap for a little bit as their breath regulated.

"Do you have any idea what the movie's about?" he quizzed.

"Not a clue. We'll have to get in on DVD," They'd never be able to look at Twilight the same way again.

1. Sensory Overload

Savannah carefully stepped out of the shower, taking extra precautions to not slip on the puddle of water forming by the base of the tub. Wiping the steam off the mirror, she checked her face for any unwanted blemishes so she could make sure they were aptly covered. Tonight had to be perfect in every way. Finally, after two years of internet dating, they were in the same place at the same time. They were finally going to be able to spend Valentine's together instead of the cute, but lonely dates they'd had on the phone.

Turning on old school hip hop, Savannah turned her sights on the kitchen. It was time to get dinner cooking. She wasn't sure what she'd done to be blessed with a man like Xavier, but thankfully she did it. Since moving to his town six months prior, she'd been planning and plotting for this exact night to show him exactly how grateful she was to him.

The familiar sound of base got closer to the apartment. With his traditional honk, he let her know that he was there. Usually, she just came down but when she wasn't there in five minutes, he'd come up to see what was taking her so long. So, she took her time with her make up. She was going for full sensory overload. Aaron Neville was now flowing through the speaker. Hearing; check The candles were a mixture of vanilla and lavender. That would fall under smells. The food was now out on the table all neat and nice so taste would be taken care of. All though really, there were things she wanted to taste, but food was the farthest thing from her mind. With a final spray of her perfume, his visual was now ready. And not a moment too soon, the door was opening as she slinked into the living room.

"What part of 'be ready when I get here' did you not," his sentence died off when he fully entered the room, "Woah, what do we have here?" Silently he let the door shut behind him. With out looking back, he made sure the door was locked. His eyes swept the living room, drinking in the whole scene before settling his eyes on her.

"Happy Valentine's Day baby,"

"Happy Valentine's Day to you too. It's a good thing we didn't have reservations,"

"I've got all you need here," she said motioning to the table, "What do you say we stay in tonight?"

"I say that's a damn good idea," without any resistance, she allowed his large hands to pull her body to his. His dark ebony skin resting against her pale white flesh was all the visual her eyes needed to cause her brain to kick into overdrive. His tongue parted her lips, teasing and tasting what she'd been sampling on. Reluctantly, she pulled back. If they got started now, the food would get cold.

"Are you hungry?" It seemed like an odd question, but he'd thank her later.

"Five minutes ago, I was starving. Now, I could give a damn about food,"

Savannah's hard nipples strained against the satin fabric of her bra, the straps were almost off her body completely. Normally she should, but she knew their guests wouldn't mind.

"It's okay," she unlocked the door, stepping back so their guest could walk in the apartment. "Don't be rude baby, come say hi,"

"Um what? We're a little," he lost his train of thought when he rounded the corner to see Savannah kissing a hot blonde in a trench coat.

"This is Stella, she works in the office with me. I couldn't really afford to get you much for Valentine's Day, so I had to improvise."

"I've always admired the way you thought outside the box,"

The three adults shared a laugh, "Sit on the couch baby, enjoy the show,"

He sat on the couch, unbuttoning his pants so he could get comfortable. Savannah continued kissing on Stella, slowly unbuttoning her trench coat. She pushed the garment off Stella's body, just as surprised as X to see that she wasn't wearing a bra; just silver studded bikini cut underwear. Stella moaned, running her fingers through Savannah's hair when Savannah nuzzled her nipple in between her teeth.

"Ooh shit,"

She knew that groan. He was starting to get worked up. Savannah looked over to see Xavier with his dick in his hand.

"You know Stella; I think X is way over dressed,"

Stella nodded, "I was just thinking the same thing,"

Savannah sat on the couch next to her lover, unbuttoning his shirt. She slowly kissed each new patch of skin that was revealed. Stella sunk to her knees, gingerly unbuttoning his pants. Savannah helped him out of his shirt as Stella pulled his pants off his legs. Xavier's tongue snaked into her mouth as Stella's mouth smothered his thick black cock. Savannah moaned into his kiss as he pushed her bra out of the way, kneading her breasts firmly.

"Now you're wearing too much," he breathed, careful not to break their kiss. He finished unbuttoning her bra and shoving her panties and skirt off her body. Stella moved faster on X's cock, causing his breathing to become labored. Savannah slipped off the couch, crawling down towards Stella's lower half. A sense of satisfaction pushed Savannah to please Stella further when both Stella and X, reacted to her flicking Stella's clit with her tongue.

Xavier's pink tongue darted out, wetting his dry lips as he looked down to see the girls passing his dick around like a straw. Stella took him into her throat, causing him to moan louder than the music that was playing. The way he was panting, Savannah knew he was close. Dropping her head lower, she bathed his balls with long, slow licks. She applied a soft suction to his nifkin, the skin between just below his balls. He ran his fingers through her hair as she used quick flicks of the tip of her tongue to bring him to the brink. She motioned to Stella, knowing exactly how to finish him. Stella placed his dick in between her tits. As he thrust forward, Stella took the tip of his dick in her mouth, sucking gently before he brought his hips back down. If it got Xavier half as hot as it did her, he should be erupting any minute. The grip he had on the back of her head tightened as he entangled his hands in her hair.

"Oh fuck. Here it comes,"

Savannah latched on to his nifkin like a vacuum attachment as Xavier groaned loudly. She felt the familiar tremor rush through his body as he began to cum. The other two girls scrambled around him to get a taste of his cum. Savannah pushed up next to him on the couch, cuddling next to him as their guests cleaned him off. He kissed her collarbone, then her cheek and then her lips.

"That was fantastic baby, thank you,"

She kissed him back, a knowing smile on her lips. Motioning for the girls to get up, "It's not over yet," she stood up, holding her hand out to him. Holding hands, she lead him into the bedroom, that was lit only by the glow of the candles.

She'd taken down all the knick knacks on the shelves and replaced them with candles. Every thing on the dressers had been put neatly in the closet. Candles sat where their pictures usually did. There were so many candles in the room the temperature went up a few degrees.

"You've thought of everything tonight haven't you?" he pulled her to him so her back was against him.

"The fun as just begun," she promised. She lead him over to a chair and joined Stella on the bed. She straddled Stella's face, her back to the head board. She leaned down, putting her tongue back in Stella's pussy. The way Stella sucked on her own clit caused Savannah to become more excited, taking her excitement out on Stella's pussy.

Stella writhed under her, her muscles tightened around Savannah's tongue. With a loud screech, juices flowed from her vagina, Savannah lapping them up happily. "Don't stop, please don't stop,"

Savannah didn't break her stride, she hadn't planned on it. It became too much for Savannah, her senses went into over time, the familiar wave of pleasure started to wash over her. She wasn't ready to come yet. She had to stop it.

Xavier knew her too well, he knew how she liked it. As if he was reading her mind, he broke up their little party.

"Mind if I join ladies?"

The girls giggled and Savannah pushed herself to a sitting position as X knelt in front of Stella's bent knees.

"I've been bragging for months how good you fuck me," Savannah revealed, kissing him softly, "Show her what I'm talking about,"

"No pressure there," X laughed, putting Stella's legs over his shoulders. Stella gasped against Savannah's pussy as he entered her with one swift stroke. Stella's tongue went crazy on Savannah's pussy as X fucked her. The ecstasy on Xavier's face was enough to cause Savannah's juices to flow on to Stella's tongue. X slowed down, pulling out of Stella, motioning for Savannah.

"I need to fuck you. Now,"

Savannah scrambled off Stella, turning so her back was facing him. She hadn't meant to come so fast but suddenly, she needed to feel X in her. It wasn't a matter of want, it was a matter of need. With an urgency she'd never felt before, X slammed into her pussy, slowing down just long enough for Stella to slighter underneath her and suck on her clit as Xavier fucked her from behind. She slammed her body back, screaming out his name as he slapped her ass. X pulled her hair, causing her orgasm to pulse harder through her. It didn't take long before the two lovers climaxed for the last time together, pleading their love for each other, making this the best Valentine's Day either of them had ever had.