I almost felt sorry for Carson. Despite his indiscretions with Sacha, he had been the life of the party, and now he was sitting on the window seat looking pretty lonely.
Then I saw Sally take Ethan by the hand and walk him towards the stairs. As she passed Carson, she whispered something to him. He smiled, gave them a minute, and then snuck down the stairs to join them.
"Did you see that?" I asked Aaron.
"Dirty little bugger has got lucky. At least it has gotten him out of your hair. I told you he has the hots for you."
Valerie noticed them leave, and grabbing Owen's hand, she led him to Ava's bedroom. Valerie had told me earlier that they intended to move Nick into the third bedroom and put Ava where we were sleeping but hadn't gotten around to it yet. And that there was only a king-single bed in Ava's room.
Aaron and I got up to dance, but then curiosity got the better of me, and I nudged Aaron, "Let's sneak downstairs and look at what's going on."
I snatched the camera from the end of the credenza as we passed and tiptoed down the stairs. The bedroom door was wide open. So I leaned in and snapped a shot of the three of them on the bed. Ethan had his back against the headboard. Sally was on her knees, sucking on his very average-sized prick while getting hammered by Carson from the rear. He was still fully dressed in the Satyr costume, his rather impressive phallus poking through the unzipped front of the wooden pants.
I walked into the room, snapping some excellent shots. Then as I panned up to Ethan's face, I saw the alarm, almost panic, written across his face as he realised what I was doing. So I dropped the camera to my side, mouthed sorry to him, escaped out the door and followed Aaron back upstairs.
When we got to the top of the stairs, the only ones left in the room were Ryker, Sacha and Tony. A slow number was playing, and Ryker had Sacha in a loose embrace, sensually swaying her body to the music. Tony had finished tidying up and had moved over behind Sacha, with his hands on her shoulders, his kneading fingers bringing deep sighs from Sacha's lips.
I was surprised; this frigid woman who had earlier hugged everyone with her hips a good two feet apart was embraced between two men and seemed to be enjoying the experience. I didn't want to get caught staring, but I did want to observe her seduction. So I hauled Aaron to his feet for another dance.
I danced him around, observing the proceedings over his shoulder. Then, with my eyes half-closed in case any of the trio looked over at us, I watched Tony move his hands down to Sacha's waist and knead the muscles in the hollow of her lower back. She did not flinch or object to his sensual ministrations. Instead, she hugged Ryker tighter, and I heard her moan into his neck.
A movement appeared in my peripheral vision. It was Carson. He stepped from the top of the stairs, approached us, and asked where his brother was. Aaron answered, "He's in the third bedroom over there. Leave them be."
But Carson ignored him, turned, walked to the bedroom door, and entered, only half closing the door behind him. Aaron looked at me, concern on his face. We waited, holding our breath, confident he would reappear with his tail between his legs. But after a few minutes, nothing happened. So we continued our slow dance. I watched Ryker's progress but was intrigued to know what was happening in the room behind us.
Finally unable to stand it any longer, I looked at Aaron and said we should look. So I picked up Ryker's camera from the couch, pushed Ava's door open a little more, and glanced into the bedroom.
Just inside the door was Ava's cot. On the opposite wall was a large single bed. Owen was lying on his back, Valerie, naked as the day she was born, straddling him, hips bucking up and down. But the real shock was that Carson was positioned behind them, running his quite impressive cock along the crack of her arse.
I let out a gasp. Fortunately, it went unnoticed, as they were so engrossed in their fucking. Then I gripped Aaron's arm tight as I watched Carson guide his re-awakened pecker into her bum. I had seen anal in a porn video my girlfriends had watched. A couple of the girls thought it must be something staged or photoshopped, as no woman could do that, and the pain would be too severe.
But Valerie, although she looked in some pain, obviously was pleased with his attentions, as she humped her arse back into him and moaned for him to fuck her harder. I thought about lifting my arm and snapping some photos, then told myself, No, Ryker would not want to see them. And feeling like a perv, I shut the door quietly and pushed Aaron ahead of me back to resume our dance.
The three protagonists in the middle of the lounge were still slow dancing together. Sacha was on tiptoes, looking into Ryker's eyes. The look on her face was of pure need, she looked like a hungry, wanton woman, and her hips were moving sensually against Tony, who was now pushing his hips against her bum. So I was not surprised when they started shuffling towards the bedroom door.
I snuggled into Aaron and wondered at the change in Sacha. Was it the alcohol, or was it Ryker's charm? Both, I guessed, but I was surprised she was allowing Tony to touch her. Then, still puzzling Sacha's change of heart, I broke away from Aaron. "Take me to bed, but just cuddle, please. I don't want to make love tonight."
"Why, are you too tender down there?" Aaron asked.
'Men!' I thought; it is always the physical, not the psychological, they think of first.
"No, I'm not sore," I replied, "It has been a lot for me to take in. I'm a bit overwhelmed by all that has happened."
"Sorry, I should have taken better care of you," he hesitated, "I shouldn't have let Rex do that to you at lunchtime."
"Don't be silly. Rex was just a tiny interlude to the most amazing experience with you. I thought I was going to burst apart; it was so good. This evening has been incredible, the food, games, everyone so happy, watching them all get so sexually aroused. It's hard to explain, but I feel I need to retain a small bit of sanity and balance. If I have sex right now, I will be just like the others, and it will be a debauched quick release that means nothing. Does that make any sense?" I asked, watching his face, wanting him to understand.
"I understand." He hesitated as if he should open up and tell me something. Then shrugging away his apprehension, he continued, "When Ryker and I shared a young woman the first time. It was amazingly erotic initially, but when he started getting rough with her and asked me to smack her arse and stuff, I suddenly wanted to run away. It was too much. I couldn't define to myself what I felt. Don't get me wrong, what Ryker did to the young lady, really pressed her button. She was over the moon. But I did not want to be part of it and left him to her. So yes, I understand how you feel."
He bent, picked me up, and carried me into our bedroom. I felt pretty emotional that he understood. We stripped and got into bed. We didn't say anything. We just held each other tight. I thought I would drift into a deep sleep. But we could hear the sounds of lovemaking next door, and I realised both bathroom doors must be open, as we could almost hear what they were saying.
Then Sacha called out, "Oooh, Nooo, Not there." And then she moaned that she was cumming.
Aaron and I sat up and looked at one another, wondering what had kindled such a response. And we lept out of bed together, racing one another into the bathroom.
Looking around the door, we saw Ryker and Sacha facing one another on their sides. Sacha had her left leg drawn up to her chest, her foot resting on Ryker's hip. He was deep inside her but not moving while she was slamming her hips onto him. But she was also driving her backside onto Tony's finger on the backstroke. A finger he was forcefully thrusting into her arse.
Tony's finger in her butt had to have been what had prompted the outburst we had heard. But she had accepted it now, as she seemed to have one continuous orgasm. Ryker's face was a revelation: passion, tenderness, and pride showed. It looked a lot like love to me. He looked smitten and was murmuring comforting sounds in Sacha's ear.
Then his expression changed. His face showed rapture, then release. He let out a long groan as he met her every thrust with equal force, then collapsed over onto his back.
