Mini Getaways (Taylor Swift)

[DarkSwordsman]

Chapter 9

Starring: Dakota Johnson, Taylor Swift and Zoe Kravitz

07/02/2026

Travel.  I do it quite a lot in my line of work, and whether it’s a trip to Europe or merely a hop to the eastern seaboard, I seem to be jetting off somewhere every three or four months.  And while usually my travel arrangements are booked pretty far in advance, occasionally they are sprung upon me, with women inviting me to all four corners of the globe with barely a moment’s notice.  Now, of course if I choose to accept such a proposal or not is entirely up to me, and given the disruption it would bring to my schedule, not to mention the expense involved, it takes an incredibly tempting offer to coax me away at such short notice. 

Truth be told, it’s very rare that I agree to these things and you would not believe some of the proposals that I’ve turned down in the past.  But every so often I will get an offer that is just too good to refuse.  This is one of those offers. 

I was just finishing up an early morning gym session when I got a call from Dakota Johnson.  Dakota has been a regular for a little while now, and believe me, I’ve got some stories to tell.  I don’t want to give too much away, but I’ve got two words for you: bondage and roleplay.  But anyway, that’s for another time.

I swiped my phone and answered the call. “Hey.”

“Hi,” she said back.

“What you up to?” I asked her, grabbing a towel to wipe off the sweat. 

“I’m in New York.”

“Oh, yeah?  What you doing there?”

Dakota didn’t answer.  At first, I thought the line had gone dead, but nope, she was still there.  I wasn’t sure why she wasn’t responding, but I thought that maybe there was something I was missing and Dakota was waiting for me to catch up.  I thought for a moment and then it hit me.  A certain event that had been plastered over the news and social media for the better part of a year.  I’d even seen posts the previous day of celebrities arriving in NYC, some of which I knew very well.

“Ohhhh,” I said as the penny dropped.  “OK.  You got an invite, huh?”

“Of course I did.  Taylor and I go way back.”

“Well, good for you.  Looking forward to it?”

“Absolutely!  Who doesn’t like a good wedding?”

“Right, so why have you called me exactly?  Not that I don’t like hearing from you.”

Dakota paused before answering.  “Wellll…I kinda had this crazy idea.”  I could hear her smirk through the phone. 

“Oh, did you now?  And just how crazy are we talking here?”

“Erm…yeah, it’s pretty crazy, I’m not gonna lie.”

“Does it involve me flying out to New York?  Because, yeah…that it is pretty crazy, I have to agree.”

“Crazy but…doable?” she asked me.  I could picture her lashes fluttering as she spoke.  It was hard to say ‘no’ to, even over the phone.

“Well, what did you have in mind?  I need to know if it’s worth my while.”

Dakota gave a little fake gasp.  “Are you saying I’m not worth your while?!”

“You know what I mean.  I’ve got a busy schedule and I can’t just abandon it at the drop of a hat.”

“Unless it’s worth your while.”  There was that smirk again.  I could hear it in the tone of her voice.  It was the kind of grin someone makes when they know they’re gonna get their way.  And Dakota was better at that than anyone. 

“Right.  But it would have to be really worth my while.  So what do you have planned?”

“Well, I was thinking about throwing a little…impromptu bachelorette party.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at that.  Like somehow the biggest, richest celebrity on the planet was yet to celebrate her upcoming nuptials.   “I expect she’s already had one of those.”

“Well, of course she has.  I was there.”

“How was it?” I asked her, genuinely curious.

“Honestly?  Disappointing.”

“Disappointing how?”

“It was just so…clean.  Like, there was no sex.  Like…at all.  Can you believe that?  It’s a friggin’ bachelorette party!  Someone always gets laid at a bachelorette party!”

A little smirk stretched across my face.  I definitely couldn’t argue with that.  Admittedly, I’ve only been to one bachelorette party, but everyone got laid at that.  Especially me.

“Oh, do they now?” I asked her, wondering if Dakota was speaking from experience.

“Yeah!  Maybe not the bride-to-be.  But someone always gets fucked by the stripper or whatever.”

“Stripper?” I asked.  Ever since Kat’s bachelorette party, that word had given me PTSD.  Of course that party turned out pretty well for me, but dancing around in that policeman’s uniform was…well, humiliating, and avoiding a repeat of that was high on my list of priorities.

Dakota laughed.  “Don’t worry.  You don’t have to dress up like a cop this time.”

I was so overcome with relief that it took a moment to process what she’d said.  “Oh, thank…Wait, you heard about that?”

“Mmhmm.  I’m a Marvel girl, remember?  Word gets around.”

“Oh, yeah,” I chuckled.  “I forgot you were in that movie.”

“That’s fair.  I forget about it too sometimes.  Or at least…I try to.”

“How about this?  You don’t mention my strip routine and I won’t mention Madame Web.” 

She laughed again, louder this time.  “Deal.”  She paused before continuing.  “So, anyway, yeah…that’s why I want to throw her another party.  A proper one this time.  Where everyone gets laid.”

“Riiight, but isn’t she getting married tomorrow?”

“Mmhmm.  Best time to have one, right?”

“But won’t she be busy?  The wedding’s at fucking Madison Square Garden.  She’s bound to have something to do.”

“Right, yeah, like she doesn’t have a million people to do it all for her.  Trust me, she won’t be lifting a finger.”

She made a point, and to be honest, she was starting to talk me around.  I hadn’t been keen on the idea at first, at least at such short notice (of course if she’d asked me in advance, I’d have leapt at the opportunity), but the more we discussed this spontaneous party, the more I started to warm to it. 

I had a guest booked for that evening, which of course I’d have to cancel, and I really hate to do that.  Plus the price of a last minute flight to New York would be absolutely staggering.  But hey, the chance to be even a very small part of what was sure to be the celebrity event of the year, maybe even the decade, was something I could not pass up.  The fact that she hadn’t even asked Taylor yet did have me a little concerned, and I wasn’t convinced that she’d actually show.  But even if I just ended up banging Dakota in her hotel room, the trip wouldn’t have been a complete waste of time. 

“Alright,” I said, “you’ve twisted my arm.”

“I have?”

“Yeah, just about.”

“Yay!  OK, go book a flight.  Text me when you get here.”

And with that, she hung up the phone.  It was kind of an abrupt goodbye but time was of the essence.  I booked myself on the earliest flight I could, and well…I was right, the prices were fucking insane.  But I tried not to dwell on that too much as I packed myself an overnight bag and booked an Uber to the airport.

I touched down in New York around 7pm EDT.  I texted Dakota to tell her I’d arrived and she gave me the address of her hotel.  Her hotel was in Manhattan, which of course made perfect sense with the wedding being held at Madison Square Garden.  I took a cab to Dakota’s hotel and headed straight up to her floor.  I found her room and knocked on the door, waiting as Dakota approached.  The door swung open and there she was, wearing a white blouse and loose-fitting jeans.



“I didn’t order room service, thank you,” Dakota said, sporting that familiar grin as she stood in the open doorway.

“Yes, you did,” I responded swiftly, a smirk stretched across my face that was even bigger than hers.

Dakota threw her head back sharply, her cute laugh filling the hallway.  “OK, you got me there.  Come on in.”

She shifted to the side and ushered me through.  I stepped through into Dakota’s suite and she closed the door behind me.  I turned around to face her, feeling that svelte, toned body of hers press against mine as she threw her arms around me, wrapping them tightly around my neck. 

“Hi,” she said sweetly, flashing that dead cute smile of hers as she looked straight into my eyes.

“Hi, yourself,” I responded, feeling a hand start brushing through my hair as Dakota gripped the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss.

It was a lot more than a ‘hello’ kiss, and was more like a full on make out, with tongues, roving hands and all the usual trimmings.  My hands started in the small of her back, quickly moving down to Dakota’s ass and grabbing both cheeks through the denim.  Dakota returned the favour and then some, her free hand roaming down my chest and abs and even past my beltline, stroking the bulge that was starting to form. 

Our lips came apart and Dakota’s eyes went straight back to mine, her grin stretched wider as she stroked me through my pants.

“Happy to see me?  Feels like you are,” Dakota asserted, answering her question before I could answer it.

She wasn’t wrong though; I’m always happy to see Dakota, even when she’s dragging me across the country with barely a moment’s notice.

Dakota didn’t wait for a response, grabbing ahold of the t-shirt I was wearing and pulling me towards the bed.  I took a quick look around Dakota’s room.  Needless to say it was incredibly fancy, and sported all the usual amenities that one would expect from a luxury suite. 

Dakota stopped as we reached the bed and stepped around in front of me.  She placed a hand against my chest, pushing firmly against my torso as she shoved me down onto the bed.  I fell down hard onto the king size bed, bouncing slightly as I hit the mattress.  Dakota waved me back with my hand and I shifted back towards the headboard, using my arms to prop myself up as I laid across the hotel bed. 

Dakota climbed up onto the bed, a sultry smile stretched across her face as she slowly crawled towards me.  As Dakota leaned in and kissed my neck, I took a quick glance at the digital alarm clock that was sitting on the bedside table.  It was already 8PM.  Dakota liked to take things slow and normally I was fine with that.  But on this particular occasion, time was of the essence. 

“Dakota, sorry, I don’t wanna rush you, but shouldn’t you be calling Taylor?” I urged.  “It’s already getting late and she won’t wanna be up all night.”

“Mmhmm, I will, don’t worry,” Dakota responded as she started to shift towards the foot of the bed.  “I want to see how well she remembers you.”

At first I didn’t have a clue what she meant, but as Dakota began to unbuckle my belt and unzip the fly on the jeans I was wearing, I started to catch her meaning.  She hooked her fingers under the waistband of my boxer briefs, looking up at me expectantly as she started to pull them down.

“Up,” she ordered, the base of my shaft now creeping into view as she teased the waistband away from my hips.

I raised my ass up off the hotel bed, allowing her to pull them down before I settled back into position.  My cock flopped out into the open, already semi-erect as it moved and squirmed all around my pelvis, threatening to stand to attention.  I pulled my t-shirt up over my head and tossed it down onto the bedroom floor.

“Oooh, halfway there already,” said Dakota, leaving my pants and underwear bunched around my kneecaps as she leaned her head in closer.

She gripped my cock just below the tip, holding it up as she poked her tongue out and pressed it against the base of my shaft.  Dakota raised her head up slowly, those gorgeous eyes staring into mine as she dragged her tongue along the underside.  Dakota licked right up to the tip where a bead of precum was already forming.  She licked it up with a swipe of her tongue then took me in between her lips, wrapping them around my cockhead.

Dakota started bobbing her head, those lovely brown locks of hers spilling out from behind her ears and brushing against the tops of my thighs.  I watched intently as her perfect lips slid smoothly up and down my shaft, going deeper with every pass.  Dakota’s hands latched onto my hips, nails digging into my skin as her lips sunk down towards the base of my shaft.

I felt my tip push past her tonsils and I tipped my head back almost instinctively, moaning towards the hotel ceiling.  I heard a slight gag as she tried to go deeper and the next thing I knew my cock was drenched as a tidal wave of warm saliva poured out from Dakota’s mouth, coating almost every inch.  She held me there for a couple of seconds then pulled her head back swiftly, popping me free from between her lips.

I returned my head to its normal position, eyes bulging when I saw how wet she’d left my cock.  She’d almost soaked my entire shaft, save for the final inch or do that she couldn’t get her lips to.  Of course by now I was fully hard and I could even feel my cock start throbbing as Dakota gripped it with one of her hands, smearing her spittle up and down my shaft as she jerked from base to tip.

“OK, let’s see if she recognises you,” Dakota grinned, fishing her phone from her right pants pocket.

She snapped a picture of my hard, wet cock then tapped at the screen with her finger.  She didn’t ask permission first (which didn’t surprise me) but since it was just a close up of my cock and the recipient had already seen it, I didn’t have any complaints.  Her phone dinged just seconds later. 

“Oooh, she does!” Dakota exclaimed, laughing as she read the message.

She turned her phone so I could see the conversation.  There was only a couple of new messages so far but they read like this:

Dakota: Recognise this? [followed by the picture of my cock]

Taylor: OMG is he there right now?

Her phone dinged again and another message appeared on screen.

Taylor: Wait, you are in NY right?

Dakota turned her phone back around and read that last message aloud, followed by her own reply.

“Yes and yes,” Dakota narrated then tapped her screen to send the message.

Her phone dinged again and Dakota gave a raucous laugh, turning her phone to show me the message.

Taylor: Is he your plus one?

Dakota typed out a few more messages, showing me her phone every minute or so to keep me in the loop.

Dakota: I brought him here for you.  Think of him as a wedding gift [wink emoji]

Taylor: Remember Kota, I said no gifts.

Dakota: Yeah sorry, I forgot about that.  I’ll just keep him for myself then.

Taylor: Wait wait, let’s not be hasty.  What hotel are you staying at?

Dakota gave the name of her hotel, followed by her room number.

Taylor: I’ll be there in 10.  Keep him hard for me [wink emoji]

Dakota: Oh I will.  Don’t worry about that.

Suffice it to say, Dakota kept up her end of the bargain.  She worked me over with diligent care, making sure my dick stayed stiff as a board as we waited for her friend’s arrival.  Suddenly there was a knock at the door.  Of course I hadn’t been watching the clock (I’d been watching my cock as Dakota sucked it) but Taylor’s ETA seemed pretty much accurate. 

“Ooh, she’s here,” Dakota grinned, giving my cockhead one last lick before she climbed back down off the bed.

Dakota scurried towards the door, moving as quickly as her legs would carry her.  Somehow it didn’t feel right to be sitting there with my cock out while she and Taylor were still fully dressed, so I tucked it back into my pants.  I watched as Dakota opened the door, but since she was standing in the open doorway, I couldn’t see who was on the other side. 

“Hiii, ladies,” Dakota said and was greeted back by two different voices.

OK.  Sounds like Taylor had brought someone with her.

“Come in, come in.  Join the party,” Dakota said, turning on her heels as she led her guests inside.

I watched as Taylor followed her in, with Zoe Kravitz close behind her.  OK, now I’m really glad I came.  Taylor was wearing a pair of jeans, a white polo shirt with a tan collar, and a matching tan belt and heels. 



While Zoe was wearing stonewashed, a thin white top and a pair of black heels. 



Zoe closed the door behind her and the three of them approached the bed. 

“Aww, you put it away,” Dakota pouted, noting that my cock had been put back in its house.

“Did you get started without us?” Taylor asked her.

“Of course,” said Dakota.  “How do you think he got hard for the picture?”

Taylor shrugged.  “I thought he was always like that.”

It’s understandable that Taylor would think that, given that I’d fucker her and her ex-best friend Blake Lively for hours on end, and hadn’t gone soft for as much as a second.

“In my experience, he pretty much is,” Zoe quipped, making her girlfriends laugh.

The previous sentence applies here too.  Just switch out Blake for Scarlett Johansson.

“Come on, take it out,” Dakota ordered.  “These girls didn’t come here to stare at your bulge.”

I did as she told me, pulling my pants back down in an instant and freeing my still-hard cock.

“See what I mean?” Zoe grinned, prompting further laughs.

I was being treated like a piece of meat but I really didn’t care.  As far as I was concerned, these three beauties could treat me however they wanted.  Besides, I was treated similarly at Kat’s bachelorette party too, so I guess this kind of thing’s just par for the course. 

“Ladies, shall we?” said Dakota, gesturing towards me like I was a meal ready to be eaten.  Which, in a way, I guess I kinda was.

“Oh, absolutely,” Taylor responded, shamelessly eyefucking me as she bit her bottom lip.

Dakota took her friends by the hand and led them towards the bed.  Dakota and Zoe climbed onto the bed, laying either side of me. 

“Bride-to-be gets first dibs,” Zoe declared, pointing Taylor towards my crotch like my dick was hers for the taking.  Again, it pretty much was.

I laid back across the mattress, using my elbows to prop myself up as Taylor moved to the foot of the bed.  Dakota and Zoe were laying on their sides, each with a hand draped across my chest as they watched their friend get into position.  Taylor gripped the cuffs of my jeans and swiftly pulled them down (no pun intended).  She tossed my pants down onto the floor then climbed up onto the bed, kneeling in between my legs.

She started off similarly to how Dakota did earlier, except Taylor went one better.  She dipped her head right down between my thighs, pressing her tongue up against my balls.  The three of us watched as she lifted her head up, lengthy strands of dirty blonde hair emerging from between my legs as she dragged her tongue across my ballsack, licking up to the base of my shaft. 

Taylor’s tongue kept moving upwards, trailing a juicy vein as she licked along the underside.  By the time she reached the tip, a fresh blob of precum had formed in my urethra, which Taylor dealt with happily.  Taylor took me inside her mouth and I couldn’t help but moan a little as those big, soft lips of hers spread around my swollen tip.  I’d almost forgotten how great it felt when those famously full, plump lips were wrapped around my cock, and it seemed that Taylor was keen to remind me.

“Oooh, he likes that,” Dakota declared, grinning from ear to ear as Taylor’s lips started sinking deeper, taking my cock down inch by inch.

Once my cock was halfway in, Taylor started bobbing her head, dragging her lips back up to the tip then working them straight back down, going deeper each time she did so.  Needless to say it felt amazing and I was so wrapped up in Taylor’s mouth (both literally and figuratively) that I almost forgot that Zoe and Dakota were laying either side of me.  In my defense, neither of them seemed particularly aggrieved, and they both looked as engrossed as I was as they watched their soon-to-be-married friend sucking down some pre-nuptial cock. 

But even so I sought to include them, turning towards Zoe and kissing her first as Dakota started kissing my neck.  Zoe’s kiss was fierce and aggressive, and came complete with a bite of my lip as I tried to pull away.  Then I turned to Dakota and her kiss was a lot more gentle, having an almost soothing effect as that lovely, soft mouth of hers pressed against my wounded lips.

My cockhead pushed past Taylor’s tonsils and I gave a moan into Dakota’s mouth as I felt my tip press against the back of her throat.  By the time we all looked back down, all we could see was the top of her head as Taylor’s face pressed against my stomach, my cock now lodged in her mouth and throat.  She held me there for several seconds then lifted her head up slowly, dragging her lips back up to the tip. 

My entire cock was slick with spit, providing the required lube as she gripped my cock with one of her hands and started to pump it up and down my shaft.  Her mouth moved in sync with her hand, sucking as she stroked my cock.  I could feel my cock start throbbing already, precum leaking into Taylor’s mouth as she sucked my dick six ways from Sunday. 

I was getting way too into it, way too quickly, and I was in desperate need of some kind of distraction.  Thankfully I had two perfect distractions laying either side of me. 

“Who wants to sit on my face?” I asked them, letting them decide between themselves.

“Go right ahead,” said Dakota, gesturing towards my face like it was Zoe’s personal throne.  Which, for the next few minutes, it very much would be.

“You’re a doll,” Zoe responded, reaching across to kiss Dakota then hurriedly removing her clothes.

She threw a leg over my head, facing towards Taylor as she planted her knees either side of me.  Zoe dropped her hips down slowly, parking her pussy on top of my face.  I wrapped my arms around her thighs, poking my tongue out from between my lips and pressing it against her pussy.  Dragging it slowly across her slit, I was pleased to learn that she was already wet, taste buds tingling across my tongue as I lapped up some of her juices.  My tongue moved up and found her clit, flicking against it sharply.  Zoe moaned from above me, reaching down to grab my arms as I moved my tongue from side to side, lapping at her point of pleasure. 

I felt the mattress shift to my right which was clearly Dakota moving somewhere.  Though where she went and what she was doing, I’m afraid I can only speculate.  But, hey, you work with what you’re given, right?  If I had to hazard a guess, I’d say she moved to the edge of the mattress and stepped back down onto the bedroom floor.  Kneeling behind Taylor, I pictured her gripping those pert, toned asscheeks, peeling them apart as she shoved her face in between them.  This is all conjecture, of course, but from the moans that Taylor started making as she continued to suck my cock, I had a feeling I was on the right lines.

And Taylor wasn’t the only one moaning.  In fact, by this point everyone in the room was.  Taylor’s moans were muffled by my cock but they could still be heard quite loudly, seeping out from between her lips as Dakota…what?  Licked her pussy?  Licked her asshole?  Both?  Hopefully it was both, but I’ll let you decide. 

I was moaning too as Taylor blew me, her hand and mouth both working in tandem as she pumped them up and down my shaft, stroking and sucking in equal measure.  Even Dakota was moaning a little as she…did whatever she was doing.  Maybe playing with her pussy?  Or maybe she just liked the taste of whatever she was licking?  If I had to guess, I’d say it was a little of both.  But Zoe was moaning loudest of all, her voice rising above all others as my tongue flicked against her clit, juices oozing from between her lips and smearing all around my mouth, a payoff for my tireless efforts.

Taylor took a few more passes then popped me free from between her lips. 

“OK,” she announced to the room, “I need to sit on this cock now.”

And sit on it she very much did.  The next thing I heard was a shuffle of clothing, then I felt the mattress shift underneath me as Taylor knelt either side of my hips, reaching back to grab my cock and rubbing it against her pussy.  The tip of my cock was slick with spit, but even so I could feel how wet her pussy was as Taylor rubbed it against her, teasing me with those perfect lips.  I felt my cockhead slip inside her, my moans absorbed by Zoe’s pussy as I felt the warm embrace of Taylor, just as tight and slick as I remembered.

I felt her pussy slide down my shaft, taking me into her an inch at a time until the tip of my cock was touching her cervix, her asscheeks pressed against the tops of my thighs.  She stayed like that for several seconds, likely remembering how deep my cock went, before she started riding me slowly, working that tight pussy up and down my girthy shaft. 

I continued to lap at Zoe’s pussy but part of me wished that she would hop back down so I could see what Taylor was doing.  It’s not very often that I wished that a woman wasn’t sitting on my face, but now was one of those times.  In my defence, this was Taylor Swift that was riding my cock.  And not just any Taylor Swift.  A Taylor Swift that was tying the knot in less than 24 hours.  I mean, if that’s not a badge of honour then I really don’t know what is. 

Thankfully, though, Taylor had ridden my cock before, so I knew full well what such a thing looked like.  It was a while ago now, of course, but unsurprisingly an image like that had been burned into my mind forever.

I started to picture what she might have been doing, drawing heavily from my previous experience.  The first thing I visualised was those big blue eyes, staring into Zoe’s as they faced one another, straddling my body in various places.  The next thing I pictured was her plump red lips, parted in an O as a steady chorus of high-pitched moans filled the expanse of Dakota’s suite.  No offence to Taylor’s music, but I’ve always thought that her orgasmic moans were the best example of her vocal talents.  Moving down, I pictured Taylor’s perky tits, flopping and bouncing all around her chest. 

And last but not least, I pictured her amazing legs, quads flexing and popping in her thighs as she used those lengthy, muscular pins to work her body up and down my dick, going quicker with every pass.  Before too long she was going full pelt, and I could feel those juicy cheeks of hers slapping against the tops of my thighs, adding a percussive beat to her impressive vocal performance. 

“Oh my god, I love this cock!” Taylor screamed, seemingly not caring how loud her voice was or which other wedding guests might have been staying in this hotel.

Dakota’s lips latched onto my balls, sucking on them one by one as my load began to churn inside them, my cock throbbing hard inside Taylor’s wet pussy. 

Meanwhile, at the top of the bed, I’d opted for a change of tactic, going from short, sharp flicks of my tongue to longer, slower, drawn out spirals that encircled Zoe’s clit.  She responded well, her voice almost rivalling Taylor’s as her moans grew louder and louder, sounding more like a duet and less like a backing singer with every swirl of my tongue.  Zoe tightened her grip on my arms, her wedding manicure almost piercing my skin as my tongue kept licking in every direction, spinning and spiralling this way and that. 

“Holy shit!” she moaned out loudly.  “Fuck, I’m gonna cum on your face!”

“Yes, Zoe!” Taylor encouraged, panting heavily as she rode my cock.  “Cream on his face.  I wanna see your beautiful cum face!”

A few more licks and she got what she wanted.  Zoe came just moments later, unleashing a heavy wave of fluid that practically gushed straight out of her pussy, pouring over my lips and tongue.  But what about that cum face that Taylor was so desperate to see?  Well of course I couldn’t see it myself, but I’ve seen Zoe cum enough times in the past to know what it might have looked like.  She often cums with her eyes clamped shut, head tipped back and mouth wide open. 

Zoe isn’t a quiet cummer and she definitely wasn’t this time either.  In fact, the screams she gave when she hit her peak were probably the loudest that I’d heard so far, and if there was anyone staying in the adjoining suites then they definitely would’ve heard her.  I just hoped for Taylor’s sake that it wasn’t anyone important.  Say, for example, her future in-laws.

I kept on licking ‘til her screams gave out then ran my tongue along the slit of her pussy, licking up any excess juice.  After all, I’d earned my reward, so I might as well enjoy it.  She let me lick her a few more times then climbed back down from on top of my face. 

The first thing I did was lift my head up, finally getting a look at Taylor as she rode my massive cock.  Turns out my mental image had been pretty accurate, as all the things I’d listed were definitely happening and a whole lot more besides.  Her eyes were wide open and so was her mouth, still letting out those high-pitched moans that filled the suite and beyond.  Her perky tits were flopping up and down, and indeed her quads were popping like crazy, clearing getting quite the workout as they propelled her body up and down my dick. 

I let her ride me a few more times then wrapped my arms around Taylor’s back, pulling her down on top of me. 

“OH!” she yelped as I pinned her body against me, hands moving from the small of her back and grabbing Taylor’s ass.

I gripped her cheeks with all ten fingers, prising them apart just a little as I started to buck my hips off the mattress, ramming my cock into Taylor’s pussy.  Taylor’s eyes looked down into mine, almost staring a hole right through me as I started to pound her hard from beneath, hitting her cervix with each new thrust.  Taylor moved her head in swiftly, pressing her mouth up against my own and kissing me aggressively. 

Her eyes bulged and Taylor gave a louder moan that my mouth absorbed every note of.  I had a good idea what had happened but I wanted to see for myself.  I pried my lips away from Taylor’s and looked up over her shoulder.  Sure enough, Dakota’s eyes gazed back into mine, flashing me a cheeky wink as she lapped at Taylor’s asshole. 

“Ohh, yes, Kota!  Fuck, that’s gonna make me cum!” Taylor moaned out, eyes rolling into her head as Dakota licked her ass.

“Yes, Taylor!  Cum on that dick!” Zoe encouraged, now laying on her side at the edge of the bed, one leg cocked as she rubbed her pussy.

A few more thrusts and Taylor obliged her.  I rammed my cock into her one last time, sparking an explosive climax that ripped through Taylor’s body.  She craned her head back slow and hard, veins popping in her neck as she screamed towards the hotel ceiling.

“FUUUCCCKKK!!!  I’M CUMMMIIINNNGGG!!!”

Now it wasn’t just the adjoining rooms that Taylor had to worry about, but the room above as well.  Though I have to say, she didn’t look too concerned right now.  In fact, the only thing that Taylor looked bothered about was extending her climax for as long as she could, a task that Dakota was all too happy to help her with.  She kept on licking at Taylor’s asshole, not stopping ‘til her screams gave out and her body went limp on top of me. 

Dakota finally peeled her tongue away, an accomplished grin stretched across her face as she dipped her head down between my legs.  She pressed her tongue against my balls and dragged it up to the base of my shaft, licking up the juices that had seeped from Taylor’s pussy.  By the time Dakota had lapped it all up, Taylor had recovered.  Or at least she’d recovered enough to climb back down from on top of me.  Full recovery would take much longer. 

Dakota’s tongue kept moving up, licking more of Taylor’s juices as she worked it up to the tip of my prick.  She flicked her tongue against my slit, lapping up the precum that had pooled in my urethra.  I expected her to take my cock in her mouth but instead she went one better.  She lifted her head up and straightened her back, shifting forward across the mattress until her knees were either side of me.

She reached back and gripped my cock, pressing the tip up against her pussy and moaning as I slipped inside her.  Her eyes clamped shut, an intense look of pleasure now spread across her face as she dropped her hips down slowly, taking my cock in deeper.  Her hand came free from the base of my shaft and she placed them both just above her knees, sinking down the rest of the way as she took my cock to the hilt. 

Her eyes came open and Dakota bit her bottom lip, feeling my entire length as it filled her tight, wet pussy.  Dakota has always loved that feeling and she stayed like that for quite some time, reaching down to rub her clit as she slowly moved her hips back and forth, grinding against my rock hard shaft. 

Taylor and Zoe simply laid there and watched, cuddling up in the spoons position as they watched Dakota use my cock.  Zoe was the bigger spoon despite Taylor being much, much taller.  Glancing to the side, I noticed that Zoe had reached around in front of Taylor and had started to rub her clit.  Taylor returned the favour, reaching back between Zoe’s legs and playing with hers as well.  Taylor turned her head towards Zoe and the two of them shared a passionate kiss, moaning into one another’s mouths as they rubbed each other’s pussies. 

I tried to keep my focus on Dakota.  But as great as she looked on top of my cock, an image like that was hard to ignore.  And when Taylor laid down onto her back and Zoe moved down in between her legs…well, that was even harder to ignore.  Dakota noticed my wandering eye but it didn’t seem to bother her.

“You can watch them if you like,” she said, a cute little smile tugging at the sides of her lips.

“Can’t blame me, right?” I said with a smirk.

“Not at all,” Dakota responded.

She even stole a little glance herself as Zoe wrapped her arms around Taylor’s toned thighs, resting her hands on her flat little stomach as she poked her tongue out from between her lips, pressing it flatly against her pussy.  Zoe raised her head up slowly, dragging her tongue across Taylor’s pussy, those lips of hers still soaking wet after creaming all over my cock.

“Oh my god, you taste so good,” Zoe declared, briefly peeling her tongue from her pussy before going back for seconds. 

She licked up and down her a few more times then finally settled on Taylor’s clit, sealing her mouth around it while her tongue did god knows what.  Whatever she was doing, Taylor liked it, and she reached down to grab her head, combing her fingers through Zoe’s dark hair as she ate her sweet, wet pussy. 

“Yes, right there, baby,” Taylor moaned out, reaching up with her remaining hand and pawing at one of her tits.

I continued to watch for a few more seconds then shifted my attention to Dakota.  My hands reached out and grabbed her hips, moving around to the small of her back and pulling her down on top of me.  Dakota gave an excited yelp, leaning in to kiss me as I moved my hands straight down to her ass, gripping both her cheeks.  I started to pump my hips off the mattress, ramming up into Dakota’s pussy. 

Dakota peeled her lips from mine then leaned across to make out with Taylor, moaning all the while as I fucked her from beneath.  I let them kiss for a few more seconds then pulled her back towards me, wrapping my arms around her back as I rolled the pair of us over. 

“Oh my god!” she shrieked and giggled, unprepared for the sudden move.

She ended up on her back next to Taylor, my bulky frame now lying on top of her, my dick still buried inside her.  I leaned in to kiss her once, barely able to touch her lips before Taylor gripped a fistful of hair and stole me away from Dakota.  But Dakoa didn’t seem to mind and she reached out to smack my ass, making me moan into Taylor’s mouth.  Taylor quickly pushed me away, and she and Dakota both burst out laughing, turning to face one another as they laid there side by side.
 
“Now this is a bachelorette party!” Taylor declared, a mile-wide grin now stretched across her face.

I lifted my head up and straightened my back, watching intently as Taylor leaned in, pressing her lips against Dakota’s.  I lifted Dakota’s legs off the bed and held them against my chest, wrapping my arms around them as I pulled my hips back slowly.  I worked my cock back out to the tip, closely watching her kiss with Taylor, my dick poised like a tiger ready to strike.  I waited until she closed her eyes, fully committing to Taylor’s kiss, before I threw myself forward as hard as I could, drilling my cock into Dakota’s pussy. 

The thrust hit her with the force of a truck and her eyes flew open almost instantaneously, nearly shooting straight out of their sockets as my torso crashed against the backs of her legs.  There was a loud crash as our bodies collided, and Taylor almost leapt from her skin as the resulting * SMACK * bounced off the surrounding walls.

“Oh my god!” she said, startled, half gasping and half laughing as she put a hand to her chest.

Dakota’s lips slipped away from hers, her body shifting back about three or four inches as the force of my assertive thrust sent her sliding across the mattress.  I strengthened my grip around Dakota’s legs and pulled her back towards me, holding onto them tighter this time as I rammed inside her with another hard thrust, making sure her body stayed right where it was. 

“Holy FUCK!” Dakota yelped, her head dropping down onto the mattress, spilling brown hair across the hotel sheets.

Dakota reached down in between her legs, putting two fingers to the nub of her clit and rubbing them from side to side.  Her pussy instantly tightened around me, which only made me want to fuck her harder.  And that is just what I did.  Using Dakota’s legs for leverage, I started to thrust with greater exertion, pumping my hips at breakneck speed as I rammed my cock into her tight pink pussy, going balls deep each time I did so.  Dakota moaned as she took each thrust, her perky tits jiggling as our bodies crashed together. 

I briefly took a glance to my left, taking a look at the action beside me as I fucked Dakota’s pussy.  Zoe was planted between Taylor’s legs, a hand at the back of her head as she licked the bride-to-be, going to town on her soon-to-be married snatch.  Taylor was moaning loudly, clearly enjoying her friend’s skilled tongue.  However, her eyes were squarely on Dakota, watching her friend take a ceaseless pounding just a foot to Taylor’s left.  But like Dakota, Zoe didn’t seem to mind, and I got the impression that she’d have happily eaten out Taylor’s pussy if she didn’t even know she was there. 

“Ohh, fuck!  I’m gonna cum!” Dakota announced, drawing my attention back to her.

I saw some movement in the corner of my eye and turned to look straight back at Zoe as she peeled her lips from Taylor’s pussy.  She brought a hand up towards her mouth, slipping two fingers in between her lips and wetting them both with spit.  She moved her hand between Taylor’s legs, rubbing her fingers against her slit before she pushed them both inside her. 

Taylor moaned as they plunged in deep, her focus now fully on Zoe as her head went back in between her legs, returning her mouth to Taylor’s clit.  I couldn’t see what she was doing, of course, but if I had to guess, I’d say she’d curled her fingers inside her and sought out Taylor’s g-spot.  And if Taylor’s reaction was anything to go by, I think she might have found it. 

“Ohhh, yes, Zo!  Right there, baby!” Taylor moaned out, eyes clamped shut as she ran her fingers through Zoe’s dark hair. 

Zoe didn’t say a word throughout any of this but her intentions were pretty clear: she wanted her friends to cum together.  And if that’s what she wanted, she’d have to be quick, ‘cause Dakota was getting there, and getting there fast.  I considered slowing down just a little to let her catch up, but really…who was I kidding?  And besides, even if I’d wanted to, Dakota wouldn’t have let me.

Suffice it to say, I didn’t slow down one iota, but Zoe got her wish regardless.  Taylor reached across and grabbed Dakota’s hand, gripping her tightly as they both started cumming, doing so just seconds apart.  Dakota came the hardest ‘cause…well, she was the one getting fucked, but Taylor’s climax was far from subdued, and between the pair of them, they were doing a pretty good job of disturbing the entire floor. 

“Ohh, fuck, YES!” Dakota moaned out as she rubbed her clit even harder.

By now her fingers were almost a blur as I sheathed my cock in her perfect pussy, keeping it there as I felt her cum.  I felt her pussy tighten around me, gripping me like a soft pink vice as juices gushed from deep inside her, soaking every inch of my shaft.

Taylor pushed down on the back of Zoe’s head, making sure her friend stayed right where she was as she kept her mouth on Taylor’s clit, tonguing her through the throes of climax.  Her eyes clamped shut, wordless moans spilling out from her lips as her body gave a final spasm, signalling that she’d reached her peak.  Her body went limp and she loosened her grip on Zoe’s hair, allowing her to lift her head up.

Zoe emerged from between her legs, wearing the kind of grin you’d expect from someone who’s just gone down on Taylor Swift.  Zoe began to crawl towards the headboard, but I stopped her before she moved too far.

“Uh uh,” I said as I grabbed her shoulder.  “You stay right there.”

“Oooh, yes, sir!” Zoe exclaimed, her grin stretched wider as she turned to face me, shifting back into her previous position.

I pried my cock from Dakota’s pussy, leaving her splayed across the mattress as I hopped down off the edge of the bed.  Moving behind Zoe, I gripped my cock at the base of the shaft, dripping wet with Dakota’s juices as I pressed the tip against her pussy.  Her head went back between Taylor’s legs, picking up from where she left off as I grabbed her hip with my remaining hand and pushed my cock inside her.  I went in deep, both components so slick with arousal that I bottomed out in a single thrust. 

“Hoooly SHIT!” Zoe moaned, peeling her lips from Taylor’s pussy as she felt my cockhead touch her cervix, her pert little ass now pressed against my groin. 

“Good?” Taylor grinned.

“SO good,” Zoe responded, dipping back down in between her legs as I drew my cock back slowly, pulling it back to the ridge of my crown.

By this point Dakota had recovered and had started to move towards Taylor.  Taylor reached out when she saw her coming, inviting her to sit on her face.  Dakota accepted the invitation, planting her knees either side of her head as she dropped her hips down slowly, settling onto Taylor’s face.  My tip stayed poised in Zoe’s pussy, watching intently as Taylor’s arms wrapped around Dakota’s thighs, Dakota pawing at her perky tits as Taylor started eating her pussy. 

It was such a fucking awesome sight that I almost couldn’t believe it.  I took a moment to take it all in then tightened my grip on Zoe’s hips, holding her steady as my hips flew forward, ramming my cock into her tight, wet pussy.  Zoe screamed into Taylor’s snatch.  She didn’t lift her head up this time; not because she didn’t want to, but because Taylor wouldn’t let her do it.  She’d taken a hand off Dakota’s thighs and gripped the back of her head with it, making sure her friend stayed firmly in place as she took my big, fat cock.

There was so much happening in front of me that I didn’t know where to look.  If I looked straight down I had the sight of Zoe’s toned ass, her small cheeks jiggling as my pelvis smacked against them.  If I looked a bit higher I had the back of Zoe’s head, her hair grasped in Taylor’s fist as she ate the singer’s pussy.  There wasn’t a lot to see here, admittedly, but the mere suggestion of Zoe going down on Taylor was enough to make my dick start throbbing.  And the fact that she was moaning while she did it, as I rammed into her pussy was definitely the icing on the cake.  And if I looked a little higher than that, I had Dakota sitting on Taylor’s face, her own face lit up with pleasure as she groped her perky tits.  I mean, seriously, how do you pick between those three options?

Needless to say, I couldn’t decide, so I ended up just picking all three, my eyes darting back and forth with increasing regularity.  One moment I was staring at Zoe’s ass as I fucked her from behind, and the next I was watching Dakota as she ground on Taylor’s face.  It was a feast for the eyes, and no matter what direction I looked in, something awesome was taking place.

Unwrapping an arm from Taylor’s thigh, Zoe reached back in between her legs and put a hand to her pussy.  I immediately felt her tighten around me, her moans getting louder as she licked out Taylor’s pussy.  I thrusted harder, pumping my hips with greater exertion as I pushed through the tightening grip. 

A few more thrusts in and my hand reached out, gripping a fistful of Zoe’s dark hair and pulling her head back sharply.

“Ahhh!” Zoe yelped in surprise as I yanked her away from Taylor’s pussy, pulling her body right up against mine and wrapping my arms around her. 

One of my hands went around her neck, gripping her throat with the perfect pressure as the other moved down in between her legs, swatting her hand away as mine took over, rubbing her clit even harder than she was. 

Of course this left Taylor’s pussy unoccupied, but it didn’t stay that way for long.  In fact, Dakota was on it like a flash, forming a 69 with Taylor as buried her head in between her legs, continuing what Zoe had started.  Taylor reached up and grabbed Dakota’s ass, and unless I’m much mistaken, rubbed her asshole with one of her fingers.  To say it was hot would be putting it lightly, and it made for the perfect visual accompaniment as I fucked Zoe’s pussy from behind.  Both for me and Zoe herself, who seemed to be enjoying it just as much as I was. 

Zoe threw her arms back behind her and grabbed onto the back of my head, gripping it firmly as I pounded her pussy.  Zoe turned her head to the side and kissed me from over her shoulder, her moans pouring into my mouth as my pelvis crashed against her ass, generating a series of smacks that echoed off the hotel walls.  My hand was a blur as I rubbed her clit, tightening her pussy like I was turning a lever. 

Suddenly her eyes flew open and she gave a loud ‘MMM!’ against my lips, prying her mouth away from mine as a powerful climax started tearing through her slender frame.  Her arms started shaking, tightening her grip on my hair as I rammed my cock into her one last time, rubbing her harder as her orgasm hit.

“Ohhh, FUUUCCCKKK!!!” she screamed, her voice so loud that a noise complaint seemed almost inevitable.

Zoe came in explosive fashion, adding to the layer of moisture that was already coating every inch of me.  Her voice cracked, giving out altogether as the last few jolts of orgasmic pleasure made their way to her furthest extremities.  Finally her climax peaked and Zoe’s body went limp in my arms, to the point that my grip on her trembling frame was the only thing stopping her from falling onto Dakota’s back.

I waited for her to regain her strength then eased her aside as I climbed onto the bed, kneeling in front of her friends.  But Taylor and Dakota were so wrapped up in each other that I don’t think they even knew I was there.  I slapped my cock against Dakota’s head and, needless to say, that got her attention. 

She lifted her head from Taylor’s crotch, eyes bulging as she saw my cock, coated with juices from all three women. 

“May I?” she asked, looking at me with a pleading expression and batting her lashes as she spoke.

Taylor’s pussy was calling to me, of course, but I couldn’t say ‘no’ to a face like that.  I nodded once and Dakota quickly parted her lips, sticking her tongue out as far as she could.  I placed a hand at the back of her head, steering my cock towards her open mouth.  I slotted my helmet in between her lips then uncurled my fingers from the base of the shaft, placing both hands at the side of her head and brushing Dakota’s hair back. 

I pushed forward slowly, my underside rubbing against her tongue as I worked my cock in deeper.  Dakota gave a muffled ‘mmm’, her eyes rolling into her head as she tasted the juices now coating my shaft.  I pushed my cock right back to her tonsils and she pulled her tongue back into her mouth, locking her lips around the width of my shaft. 

I held it there for a few more seconds then drew my hips back slowly.  Dakota sucked her cheeks in, slurping up the moisture as I pulled my cock back inch by inch.  Her lips puckered around my head, producing a satisfying * POP * sound as I plucked it free from between her lips.  I placed a finger underneath her chin, encouraging her to lift her head up as I pressed my tip against Taylor’s pussy, rubbing my cockhead against her slit.

She took the hint, sitting up straight on Taylor’s face as I leaned in and kissed her, slipping my cock into Taylor’s pussy.  Taylor moaned from underneath her, Dakota’s pussy muffling her voice as my swollen cockhead pushed inside her, stretching Taylor’s snatch.  Taylor was incredibly wet, and a single thrust was all it took to sheath myself inside her.  She moaned again, louder this time as my cockhead pressed against her cervix, my balls sitting flush with her taint.

I stayed like that for several seconds as I pried my lips away from Dakota’s, the brunette now moaning too as Taylor began to eat her pussy.  Zoe moved around behind me, wrapping her arms around my torso as she watched from over my shoulder.  I turned my head and kissed her once, peeling my lips away from hers as I told her what I wanted next.

“Give me her legs.”

Zoe grabbed onto Taylor’s calves and lifted her legs off the bed, pushing them back until they crept into my field of vision.  I took Taylor’s legs from Zoe and rested them against my chest.  I wrapped my arms around them tightly, getting some good purchase as I started to thrust into Taylor’s pussy.  And needless to say I didn’t hold back, going at her hard from the very first thrust.  Taylor’s response was instantaneous, moaning loudly into Dakota’s pussy as I pumped my hips with immediate vigour, ramming my cock into her tight pink pussy. 

Dakota reached down in between her legs, putting two fingers to Taylor’s pussy.  Taylor’s moans started getting louder and I could feel her pussy start gripping me tighter as Dakota started rubbing her clit.  But Dakota wasn’t finished yet.  She started to lean her head towards me and I thought she was going to kiss me again when she changed her course at the very last second, guiding her mouth towards Taylor’s left foot.

I didn’t know if she was aware of Taylor’s foot fetish or if she had one of her own, but either way Dakota worshiped Taylor’s foot like it was some kind of deity.  She started off at Taylor’s ankle, licking slowly along the top of her foot until she reached her toes, freshly pedicured for the big day ahead.  This is where I got in on the action.  I moved my head towards Taylor’s foot and started to lick her painted toes, my tongue brushing against Dakota’s as she licked them from the opposite side.  It looked like we were trying to kiss each other, but Taylor’s foot kept getting in the way.

While this was happening, Zoe kissed the back of my neck, moving down in between my shoulders as she dipped her head down slowly, kissing my back in several places.  By the time she reached the base of my spine, my cock was throbbing in anticipation.  I knew full well what was coming next, and sure enough the next time I drew my hips back, Zoe’s tongue pressed against my asshole. 

I tipped my head back sharply, peeling my tongue from Taylor’s foot as I moaned towards the hotel ceiling.  I could feel my cockhead twitching inside her, leaking precum into Taylor’s pussy as Zoe kept her tongue right there, rewarding each thrust with a lick of my asshole. 

By the time I moved my head back down, Dakota had progressed from licking to sucking, wrapping her lips around Taylor’s toes and suckling on them one by one.  Taylor’s moans increased in volume, still muffled by Dakota’s pussy as she licked her from beneath.  Dakota, of course, was moaning too, her voice just as muffled as Taylor’s as she stretched her lips around Taylor’s toes, stuffing four of them into her mouth. 

But of all the moans that were filling the suite, mine were definitely the loudest.  And who could blame me?  Not only was Taylor’s hot, wet pussy wrapped so tightly around my shaft, but Zoe’s tongue was right behind me, licking my asshole each time I pulled back.  And with the visual stimulation of Taylor eating Dakota’s pussy, I was amazed that I hadn’t cum yet. 

Frankly, I was amazed that Taylor hadn’t cum yet either, given how hard I was fucking her and how hard Dakota was rubbing her clit.  But as Taylor’s moans got louder and louder, and as her pussy kept tightening around my shaft, it seemed like that might be happening soon. 

And sure enough, my instincts were right.  Her legs started shaking against my chest, abs flexing as the muscles in her body started tightening one by one. 

“Oooh, she’s gonna cum,” Dakota announced, an excited smirk stretched across her face as she plucked Taylor’s foot from her mouth.

A few more thrusts into Taylor’s pussy and she practically screamed into Dakota’s crotch.  She tightened her grip on Dakota’s thighs, nails almost piercing the skin as her knuckles started turning white.  I sheathed my cock into Taylor’s pussy, keeping it there as her orgasm hit.  Dakota kept rubbing at Taylor’s clit, making sure she came as hard as possible.  And boy, did she succeed.  Fluid surged from Taylor’s pussy, coating every inch of my shaft as I kept it deep inside her, her muscles gripping and squeezing so tight that I almost came as well.

“Yeah, that’s it, bride-to-be.  You cum on that big, fat cock!” Dakota encouraged, wearing a particularly satisfied grin when she saw how hard her friend was cumming, and the effect that it was having on me.

I waited for Taylor to hit her peak then drew my hips back swiftly.  One hand gripped the base of my shaft, prising it free from Taylor’s pussy while I grabbed Dakota’s head with the other.  I pulled her down towards my cock, wiping the grin off Dakota’s face as I stuffed my cock into her open mouth.  I uncurled my fingers from the base of my shaft, gripping two fistfuls of nut brown hair as I started to pump hips once more, thrusting into Dakota’s throat. 

The sudden move had taken her by surprise but Dakota wasn’t overwhelmed.  She took each thrust with consummate ease, even poking her tongue out from above her bottom lip and licking my balls as I fucked her mouth, my cock still throbbing as Zoe licked my asshole.  A few more thrusts and I drew my cock back slowly, popping it free from between her lips.  I gripped my cock at the base of the shaft, smearing in Dakota’s spit as I jerked it up and down. 

Dakota dropped her head down swiftly, burying it between Taylor’s thighs as I walked around to the side of the bed and climbed up onto the mattress.  Kneeling behind her, I pressed my tip against Dakota’s pussy, grabbing one of her hips as I pushed my cock inside her.  Taylor’s tongue was still on her clit, making her feel even tighter than normal as I worked my cock in slowly, feeding it to her an inch at a time. 

I released my grip on the base of my shaft, holding both of Dakota’s hips as I pushed my cock in deeper, feeling my tip press against her cervix as I sheathed myself to the base.  Taylor peeled her tongue from her clit and moved it towards my nutsack, lapping at my balls as I kept my cock in Dakota’s pussy, letting her feel how deep I was. 

Zoe climbed up onto the bed and crawled between Taylor’s legs.  Dakota lifted her head up slightly, making some room for her friend as they shared Taylor’s pussy.  I couldn’t really see what they were doing, but whatever it was, Taylor was enjoying it, moaning louder as she licked my balls. 

I drew my cock back out to the tip and started to thrust into Dakota’s pussy, sinking to the base each time I did so.  Dakota’s moans increased in volume, peeling her tongue from Taylor’s clit as I started thrusting harder. 

“Ohhh, fuck!  YES!  Come here, baby.  Gimme your pussy,” I heard her say, looking at Zoe as she took my cock.

Zoe moved without hesitation, lifting her head from Taylor’s legs as she laid on her back at the foot of the bed, pulling her legs back as far as she could.  She ended up laying directly in front of Taylor, with their pussies almost touching each other.  All I could see was the back of Dakota’s head, but I could tell what she was doing even with my limited view.  Her head went forward slowly, moving from its spot between Taylor’s legs and burying itself between Zoe’s as she dragged her tongue from pussy to pussy.

Zoe tipped her head back and moaned, pawing at her perky tits as Dakota’s tongue licked along the slit of her pussy.  She dragged her tongue across Zoe’s clit then moved it back to Taylor’s pussy, starting the process anew.  It was seriously hot, even though I couldn’t see anything.  I considered moving so I could watch but quickly decided against it; Dakota’s pussy felt way too good. 

In fact, I did the total opposite, tightening my grip on Dakota’s hips as I gave it to her harder, ramming into her pussy with a flurry of pitiless thrusts.  Dakota handled the first few thrusts but quickly got distracted.  It was actually kind of funny, watching her attention wane the harder she took my cock.  She went from licking both pussies at once, to ignoring them both completely in what was probably less than a minute. 

Zoe sat back up on the mattress, taking Dakota’s face in her hands and kissing her aggressively.  She placed her hands on Dakota’s shoulders and started to push her back towards me.  I helped her out, wrapping my arms around Dakota’s body and pulling her back against me.  One of my hands moved down to her pussy, deftly massaging Dakota’s clit as I brushed her hair aside with the other, leaning in to kiss her neck.

I peered over Dakota’s shoulder, watching intently as Zoe grabbed one of Taylor’s legs and lifted it into the air.  Throwing a leg over Taylor’s stomach, Zoe turned her body to the side, placing her foot down beside her hip as she straddled Taylor’s crotch.  Dropping her ass down slowly, she parked her pussy on top of Taylor’s, holding her leg and gripping it tight as she started grinding against her. 

“Holy shit!  Taylor!” Zoe exclaimed.  “Goddamn, you are so fucking wet!”

Zoe leaned in and poked her tongue out, pressing it against Taylor’s ankle and licking along the side of her foot.  She licked right up to Taylor’s toes, taking three in between her lips as she briskly ground her hips back and forth, an audible wet sound filling the room as their pussies rubbed together. 

I continued to thrust into Dakota’s pussy, basically using her to jerk myself off as I watched the action from over her shoulder.  My cock started throbbing inside her, leaking precum into her tight pink pussy as my dexterous fingers kept rubbing her clit, bringing her to the brink of climax.  Dakota came a few seconds later.  And when I say came, I mean she fucking came. 

“OHHH, FUUUCCCKKK!!!” she screamed out loudly, throwing her head back with so much force that she almost broke my nose.

Her muscles tightened around my shaft, gripping it to the point of bursting as a tidal wave of slick, warm juices surged forth from Dakota’s pussy, drenching every inch of my shaft as I buried my cock inside her.  My fingers kept rubbing at Dakota’s clit, feeling her pussy squeeze me tight as the pleasure started to tear through her body, shaking her down to the core.  And not only did she cum incredibly hard, but her climax had a domino effect, and before too long everyone in the room (besides myself) was cumming just as hard as she was. 

Zoe started moving faster, grinding her hips with tireless vigour as she tribbed against Taylor’s pussy. 

“Ohhh, fuck!  Yes!” Zoe moaned out.  “Yes, yes, yes!  I’m gonna cum!  I’m gonna cum!”

A few more pumps of those sylphlike hips and Zoe made good on her promise.  Her eyes clamped shut, those usually stunning facial features skewed in all kinds of unflattering ways as she came with explosive force.  She ground harder on Taylor’s pussy, throwing her head back sharply as a wordless scream vaulted out from between lips, rattling the pictures on the hotel walls. 

Taylor screamed too from under Dakota, but with the brunette’s pussy still smothering her mouth and Zoe’s screams almost bursting my eardrums, I could barely even hear her voice.  Zoe’s voice cracked as she hit her peak, her movements slowing then stopping altogether as a few final spasmic jerks shot through her slender frame. 

I loosened my grip on Dakota’s body, drawing my hips back nice and slow as I eased my cock from her pussy.  I moved around to the side of the bed as Dakota shifted back across the mattress, lifting her ass off Taylor’s face.  Dakota knelt at the edge of the bed and leaned towards the bride-to-be, taking Taylor’s face in her hands as she kissed her upside down. 

Zoe leaned forward too, getting down on her hands and knees as she steered her tongue towards Taylor’s right breast, dragging it across her nipple.  Zoe licked across her chest, gliding her tongue past Taylor’s collarbone and up towards her throat.  By the time she reached her chin, Dakota and Taylor had broken their kiss.  Zoe kissed them one by one, Dakota first and Taylor second, followed by a threeway with their tongues all flicking together. 

I watched for a moment then climbed onto the bed, kneeling between Taylor’s legs.  She and Zoe were already in a stack, with Taylor laying in the missionary position and Zoe on top in doggy.  But of course, there was room for more.  The ladies broke their threeway kiss and Dakota looked straight over to me, grinning as I knelt behind Zoe, tapping my hand against the small of her back. 

Dakota took the hint, moving quickly to the centre of the bed.  She threw a leg over Zoe’s back, practically laying directly on top of her as she planted her knees either of her, her palms placed down on the mattress.  Dakota was about half a foot taller so the position actually worked pretty well, and Dakota was able to stack on top of Zoe with a reasonable amount of comfort. 

I gripped my cock at the base of the shaft, trying to decide which perfect pussy I should shove it into first.  After much deliberation, I decided to start at the bottom.  I pressed my tip against Taylor’s pussy, entering her without further delay.  She was making out with Zoe at the time, and Taylor moaned straight into her mouth as she felt me slip inside her.  Their lips came apart and Taylor unleashed a louder moan as I pushed in deeper, sheathing my cock in her tight, wet pussy.

I grabbed onto Dakota’s hips, using them for leverage as I started to thrust into Taylor’s pussy.  I went at her hard right out of the gate, pumping my hips with instant vigour as I drilled my cock in deep, bottoming out with each new thrust. 

“Oh, fuck!” I heard her say, wrapping her arms around both her friends as she took my rock hard cock, moaning loudly from the very first thrust.

“Yes, Taylor, get that dick,” Zoe encouraged.  “It’s your last time with a cock like that so you better take it good.”

I couldn’t help but smirk at that.  I guess it was true in theory and Taylor’s days of getting strange dick should have been over in a matter of hours.  But honestly, Taylor didn’t strike me as the monogamous type, and I had a feeling I would see her again. 

However, just in case I didn’t, I fucked her like it was the very last time, giving her something to remember me by, and something she would think about when walking down the isle.  I thrusted into her as hard as I could, drawing the loudest smacks of the evening as my torso crashed into two pairs of asscheeks.

A few more thrusts and I pried my cock from Taylor’s pussy.  Changing my position slightly, I went from kneeling to an awkward squat as I aimed my cock at Zoe’s tight pussy, pressing it against her slit then shoving it deep inside her.  I continued thrusting like nothing had happened, barely missing a beat as I seamlessly switched from woman to woman, picking up from where I left off. 

Taylor took her head in her hands, leaning in and kissing her as I pounded Zoe’s pussy. 

“Come on, Zoe, take that cock.  He doesn’t fuck you like that, does he?” Taylor asked her, and though I couldn’t see her face, I could hear the smirk in her voice.

I assumed the ‘he’ was Zoe’s fiance, and given that Taylor had dated him too, I guess no-one would know that better than her. 

I didn’t change my technique or style, simply pumping my hips with tireless vigour as I rammed my cock into Zoe’s wet pussy, making sure she got it as hard as Taylor.  Suffice it to say, I achieved my goal and Zoe was moaning just as loudly, her pussy gripping me just as tight as I drilled it into her hard and deep. 

I gave her pussy a few more thrusts then pulled my cock back out again, ready to complete the trifecta.  I changed my stance once more, moving from a squat to what was almost a standing position, placing my feet beside Dakota’s knees as I stood almost directly above her, practically straddling Dakota’s ass. 

This position is better for anal but it works pretty well for vaginal too.  I certainly didn’t hear any complaints from Dakota as I pushed my cock down into her pussy, slipping inside her with consummate ease.  I actually went a little slower this time, at least to begin with as I tried to adjust to the new position.  It was a bit more awkward than the previous two and it took some getting used to.  But needless to say, it didn’t take long and once I’d grown accustomed to it, I was thrusting just as hard as ever, driving my cock into Dakota’s pussy with a downward, almost stabbing motion, going balls deep each time I did so. 

Zoe turned her head to face her, kissing her from over her shoulder as I fucked Dakota’s pussy.  Dakota lifted a hand off the mattress, wedging her arm between herself and Zoe as she reached back in between her legs, putting her fingers to the nub of her clit.  This too was somewhat awkward but Dakota managed it just about, and I felt her instantly tighten around me as she started to rub her pussy. 

By now my cock was throbbing hard, my cockhead twitching against her cervix every time I thrust inside her.  I could feel my balls start churning beneath me, bulging and swelling as they swung back and forth, slapping hard against Zoe’s asshole.  I was getting close now and I needed something to cool myself off. 

I pried my cock from Dakota’s pussy, squatting down just a little bit lower as I shoved it back into Zoe.  Zoe moaned as I pushed my cock in, but she didn’t get to enjoy it for long.  A handful of thrusts into Zoe’s tight pussy and I pulled it straight back out again, dropping to my knees as I moved back down to where I started.  She might have been the bride-to-be, but Taylor didn’t get any special treatment.  I stuffed my cock back into her pussy, giving her the same amount of thrusts before I moved back to Zoe, then finally back to Dakota. 

I kept that up for the next few minutes, switching back and forth between all three women until my cock began to settle.  Then…I fucked them some more, taking things a lot more slowly and giving them time to really enjoy it.  This time I started at the top, pounding Dakota’s tight pink pussy before I moved back down to Zoe, finishing off with Taylor at the bottom.

By now my cock was throbbing once more and I could feel my climax building within me.  I considered trying to delay it again but decided I was too far gone.  I put a few more thrusts into Taylor’s pussy, then yanked my cock back out again, feeling it pulse in the palm of my hand as I leapt back down onto the bedroom floor.  I scurried around to the foot of the bed, all three women eyeing my cock as I gripped it at the base of the shaft. 

Zoe parted her lips for me and I quickly shoved my cock in between them, feeling the tip push past her tonsils as I stuffed it into her throat.  I reached out with both my hands and grabbed onto Dakota’s hips, getting some purchase as I thrusted into Zoe’s throat, Taylor’s tongue now licking my balls.  Zoe moaned as I fucked her face, not just tasting her own pussy but Taylor and Dakota’s as well as she sucked and slurped on my big, fat cock.  My balls were swelling as Taylor licked them, my cockhead twitching as it pushed into Zoe’s throat.  I couldn’t hold off any longer.

I pulled my hips back as quick as I could, my cock now dripping with Zoe’s saliva as I plucked it from between her lips.  The ladies moved just as quickly as I did.  Dakota climbed off of Zoe’s back then Zoe climbed down from on top of Taylor as she flipped over onto her stomach.  They all ended up on their hands and knees, lined up in a row with Taylor in the middle, Dakota on her right and Zoe on her left. 

I gripped my cock and jerked it hard, pointing it at Taylor’s face as those bright blue eyes stared up into mine, begging me to shoot my load.

“Cum for me, baby,” Taylor pleaded.  “I want it all over my face.”

That was all she needed to say.  A few more jerks and my cock exploded, firing out ropes of piping hot semen that splattered over Taylor’s face.  Aiming to the right, I jerked my cock and fired again, shooting out a second blast that hit Zoe’s face with an audible * SPLAT *, leaving behind a streak of cum that stretched from her forehead down to her chin.  But I wasn’t done yet and I hurriedly aimed my cock at Dakota, leaving several blobs of cum on her face as I jerked out whatever was left in my balls, feeling Taylor squeeze them tight as she curled her fingers around them. 

“Wow,” said Taylor as she looked at her friends, both of their faces streaked with cum.

“That’s what they call a white wedding,” Dakota quipped, drawing hoots of laughter.

Taylor turned and poked out her tongue, licking my spunk from Dakota’s face.  She pulled the cum back into her mouth, swallowing it as she turned towards Zoe and did the same to her.  Then her friends returned the favour, leaning in to the bride-to-be and licking my cum from the sides of her face.  Both girls swallowed what they had in their mouths then Taylor kissed them one by one.  Taylor then watched as they kissed each other, wrapping things up with a threeway kiss as she gently stroked my still hard cock. 

By this point it was getting late, and Taylor decided to call it a night.  Dakota asked her if she’d  like to stay longer but Taylor declined.  She had a big day ahead and wanted to get her beauty sleep.  She kissed Dakota and Zoe goodbye and gave me a wave as she left the room.  I don’t want to put words in her mouth, but it didn’t feel like a ‘goodbye’ wave, more of a ‘see you soon’.  But hey, even if this was the last time, I definitely went out on a high.

Dakota and Zoe were both here alone so neither of them were in any kind of rush.  So needless to say, Zoe stuck around for a little bit longer.  We kicked things off with a double blowjob, then I ate Dakota’s pussy while Zoe sat on her face.  I fucked them both in various positions, leaving a load in Zoe’s pussy for Dakota to try and extract.  To no-one’s surprise, she succeeded admirably. 

Zoe took off herself after that, giving us both a kiss goodnight.  Dakota and I took a shower together, and after she had sucked my cock and I fucked her against the bathroom wall, Dakota and I turned in for the night. 

Dakota woke me the following morning.  She had an appointment with her New York stylist which meant that I had to make myself scarce.  I got up, got dressed and brushed my teeth, packing the few things that I’d brought along with me and bidding Dakota a fond farewell. 

As I left Dakota’s hotel, the hordes of Swifties were already arriving.  The wedding was not for several hours but already her fans were filling the streets, hoping to catch a glimpse of Taylor on one of the biggest days of her life.  Provided, of course, that it still went ahead.  After the pounding that I gave her the previous evening, and knowing that a marriage might prohibit any further contact, I wouldn’t have been surprised if she’d gotten cold feet.

End of Chapter 9