Two New Voicemails

Jenny was on a high from the combination of pain pills and arousal. Frank eased her out of her teddy and stared at her for a brief moment. Her milky white breasts with those perky areolas, sticking right out at him like they could gouge his eye out. The way her figure flawlessly transitioned, forming curves most men would kill for. Her ass was large and shapely, but not in a gross type of way. It was in a way that awoke in him something that appealed to a primal side of his emotions.
Jasper was now playing a melody, something that sounded so incredibly creepy it was almost indescribable. It resembled a funeral dirge. It was slow and precise. It was nearly classical in the way it sounded, like you could imagine this exact piece being played in a dark castle the middle of deep forest in middle ages. He reached over to the side panel and inserted a floppy disk into the control panel. Over top of the music, chanting began. It was something, possibly in another language. It almost resembled Italian, or possibly Latin. It definitely wasn’t English; that much was for sure.

Frank had moved down to her nipple, circling it with tongue at first before locking his lips around it. As it entered his mouth, he gave it a bite, which resulted in a loud moan on her part. He was trying to fit as much of her breast inside of his mouth, using a sucking motion and flicking his tongue wildly. As he continued this, she was too overcome to even let out a single syllable of approval, although every inch of her being was crying out in ecstasy on the inside. She collapsed backwards onto to the couch pulling him down with her. He began to work his way down with his tongue, stopping at the top of her panties. Although she was lost in pleasure and had her eyes completely shut, he looked up at her with a grin and bit the waistband. She moved her ass upwards to meet him halfway as he slid them down over her legs. As he orally worked his way back up, her own sweat and cum were by now, along with the rain scented incense candles, the dominant smell in the room. Her vagina was dripping wet. He spread her legs to reveal her sweet aromatic hairless rosebud. He planted a sloppy kiss before circling her snatch was his finger. He inserted one finger and was not met with any resistance. Flicking his tongue at her clit and using two fingers to rapidly fuck her throbbing birth canal, she could feel herself being pushed to the brink of imaginable pleasure. She arched her neck as she moaned and opened her eyes.

Jasper was staring at her. His mouth agape, making obscene flicking motions with his tongue, licking his lips and pencil thin moustache. His bloodshot eyes were totally visible in the candlelight. He stood there behind his keyboard, shirtless, playing this magnificent piece of music with what was now obviously a Latin chant being played backwards. She glimpsed downwards briefly and could see that his pants were down, resting in between his knees and ankles with legs slightly spread, and he was playing with himself. His dick was semi-erect and he was twisting his cock with one hand. She could feel him glaring at her seductively. She felt neither repelled nor disgusted; she simply felt an inner heat. As she moved her eyes back upwards to his face, she was unable to make out what he was whispering to himself in between flicking his tongue; she understood the body motion and intent perfectly. Anyone who didn’t would be blind. She simply winked at him and kissed the air in his direction as she closed her eyes again. She felt a way of passion across her body and she knew her orgasm was near. Frank lifted her hips slightly and was touching the inner valleys of her ass. His thumb was resting lightly on her puckered anus while he made long licking motions from her clit down to her asshole. He tried to stuff as much of his tongue as he could inside of her glorious rectum before moving back to her aching birth canal. He took her entire clit into his mouth suckling it while swirling his tongue on the inside. He felt her contract, and loads of hot glorious fem-cum exploded from her honey-hole into his willing mouth.
She jumped up and pushed him down onto the couch, and began tonguing his testicles. She moved very slowly north onto his sensitive spot between the shaft and sack. Making a spiral pattern with her tongue all the way up his pole, she took the head of his rock hard dick into her mouth. She sucked the head while caressing his inner thighs before succumbing to his advances of thrusting his pelvis forward. She moved her face forward and began to suck him hard and fast. Frank was starting to get tense and Jenny could tell. Her ass was up in the air; primarily because this was the most convenient position, but also in order to let Jasper see her puckered asshole as it glistened in the candlelight.
“Fuck me like the bitch that I am!” she shouted. Frank flipped her over onto all fours and immediately thrust his raging dick into her deep soaked woman-hole. She yelled loudly and grabbed hold of his ass in order to feel the hilt of his cock slam into her labia.
They were now facing Jasper. He looked down at both of them and stopped playing with himself. In one swift motion, with the chanting and organ on continuous loop, he reached onto his keypad and hit a button, producing a 120 beat-per minute industrial setting on the drum pattern. He resumed playing a bass line on the low end of the keyboard. He began rapidly jerking himself off, alternating between staring at the fornicating couple in front of him and the ceiling above his head. Mere moments of this felt like years, as all three bodies were in simultaneous ecstasy. Frank looked over at Jasper, who was smiling from ear to ear, his grin extending a mile, and nodded, as though to ask for approval. He quickly nodded back without hesitation.
Frank pulled out and flipped Jenny onto her back.
“Spray your fucking jizz all over my face! Make me your little cum slut!” she yelled.
He felt himself tightening up until the point of no return. At that moment, all three of them slung yogurt of unprecedented amounts; Frank onto Jenny’s face, tits and mouth, Jenny onto the couch cushions, and Jasper all over the burgundy red carpet.

The music was on a continuous loop, and playing at full volume. The sound quality from the amplifier was intoxicating. Jasper had collapsed onto one knee and Frank and Jenny were both completely frozen. She was lying flat on her back, gasping for air, with her legs up in an abortion position. Frank was sitting on the armrest of the sofa, dick still in hand, staring at the ceiling and feeling like the room was spinning way too fast. This man, who was only a stranger to them mere hours ago, had given them the most intense sex of their collective lives.
Jasper rose up for a brief moment before collapsing back onto the couch, lighting up a Marlboro red. He stared at the both of them and smirked. Neither of them was looking in his direction, but regardless, he knew what both of them were thinking.
After a few minutes they all composed themselves and sat up. The music played on, and no one said a word. There was no need for words. What could anyone possibly say? It was Frank who finally got up the nerve to say something.
“Does anyone want a drink or anything? If I stop drinking I’ll probably pass out.” Jenny and Jasper both nodded in approval. Frank stood up and slid his denim shorts back on before making his way into the kitchen. “Fridge is runnin’ dry. We got beer and we got 7-Up. You can drink that straight, or we’ve got a little bit of Seagrams and some Absolut if you feel like a mixed drink,” he said.
“I’ll have some of that vodka, just straight up,” Jasper said.
“Hon, you want anything?” asked Frank, looking at Jenny.
“Nah, babe, just an ice water will do me fine,” she said as Frank turned the corner.

“So Mr. Colombia, if you don’t mind me asking, how long exactly have you been doing this type of thing?” asked Jenny.
“You mean jerking off while watching people fuck and providing the soundtrack? Or are you talking about frauding people on the Internet?” he said with a smile.
“Um…both, I guess,” she said.
“Well this fetish of mine I can’t explain. The inner workings of someone’s mind are kind of a complicated thing, so I won’t bore you. It’s just what gets me off, I suppose. Now the thing about the Internet is what I’m guessing you’re really wanting to know about. You guys are the third couple I’ve pulled it off with. It doesn’t work very often,” he said. They both laughed.

Frank came back from the kitchen with both of their drinks and a beer for himself.
“Cheers,” he said, as everyone raised his or her glass, “to the best sex of my life. How’s that for a toast?”
“Amen to that,” said Jenny.
Jasper nodded approvingly, and made him way over to the couch to sit down next to Jenny. He sat down slowly and put his arm around her. Frank felt slightly uneasy about seeing his woman with this guy’s arm around her, but he wasn’t going to say anything. Sure they had just had a unconventional round of sex with each other, but this other man was never involved physically.