Oh my god, Kevin, did you see...?" asked Chrissy between kisses as she pulled off her panties.
"I saw, and I heard," Kevin replied, pulling down his own cum soaked boxer briefs. "Jesus Christ, it was so hot."
"And Beth was squeezing you between her thighs the whole time..." Chrissy lay on her back on the floor. It was uncomfortable, but it made obeying Beth's order to stay under the table all the hotter.
"The way you were worshiping him, baby, it was... it was the filthiest thing I've ever seen."
"Did you like it?" she asked genuinely.
Kevin got between her legs, holding his hard cock. "I loved it."
"Oh, God, Kevin. Fuck me right now."
He positioned his cock at her entrance and shoved himself inside. No foreplay needed- they both knew they were ready. He leaned down and kissed her, deeply, which she desperately returned. As their tongues intertwined, they both considered how those tongues were being used just minutes ago.
Kevin began fucking her, hard, and she moaned, loving it. She reached up a hand, grabbing a leg of the table to steady herself. They both knew they were already close to cumming.
Kevin could not tear his eyes away from her massive tits, completely covered in Mark's cum and Chrissy's sweat. As he fucked her in this missionary position, they shook with each thrust, moving up and down in a completely mesmerizing way.
"You like the way they look, baby?" said Chrissy breathlessly. "You like the way they look covered in Mark's cum?"
Kevin felt himself get even harder in her. "I do, baby. I do."
"Does it make you jealous to see them like this? Your girlfriend's big tits covered in your roommate's cum?"
Kevin moaned. "Oh God, it does."
"You cum on my tits, but it's never like this, is it? It's a little dribble down my cleavage. Look how covered they are. Probably due to those big balls he has." She took her hands and cupped and rubbed both of her tits, rubbing her hands across the cum, rubbing it into her body like it was lotion. Kevin could hear how wet it sounded as she did so.
"Fuck, this is hot. You are so fucking hot."
Chrissy smiled at this, loving seeing her boyfriend like this. She took one hand, now covered in cum, and put a finger of it in her mouth. "Mmm, too bad you didn't ask for some in my mouth, too. He tastes so good, baby..."
"Oh god, Chrissy, I'm going to..."
She pushed against him suddenly, pushing him so he was on his back. She got on top of him, and began riding him desperately. "Hold on, baby," she said. "I'm so close, baby, I'm so close to cumming with you..." She reached out a hand and grabbed the table leg again to steady herself on top of him.
In this position, as she rode Kevin as hard as she could, her big tits swung back and forth in Kevin's face. Normally he'd bury his face in them, but he was... conflicted on what to do now. The fact that he was conflicted made him even hornier, but he was doing everything in his power not to cum for Chrissy.
"What are you thinking about, Baby?" he asked, noting her eyes were squeezed shut now.
Chrissy moaned, knowing where Kevin was going. "Oh, I'm thinking about you, baby..." she said, innocently, practically begging Kevin to challenge her.
"Are you sure?" he asked. "Are you sure you aren't wishing it was me you were riding right now, but Mark? Maybe Mark on our bed?"
She moaned louder, telling him he was on the right track.
"Maybe one day soon he'll tell you to send me to the office so you can have the room to yourself. Would you like that, baby? Would you like fucking him on our bed? The one we sleep in every night? You call in sick just to ride his big dick while I'm stuck in the office? Imagine how it would feel inside you, baby. I know you must have been thinking about it while he was in your mouth. Think about how good it would feel, if it was him... if it was him, instead of me, being so slutty for him..."
"Oh god..."
"But it sounds like he want to bend you over and fuck you. What if he bent you over our desk, hmm? What if you fucked on the spot I work every day? Mark got to claim you with his big cock in the room where we sleep, right where I work. He's so much bigger than you, baby, I bet he would be able to push you around like a rag-doll. I bet you'd love that, wouldn't you? Getting treated like a piece of meat..."
"Oh, god, I'm cumming!" she screamed. She leaned in to kiss Kevin, her big tits pressing against his chest. Her hips kept pumping nonstop, desperate to milk every ounce of pleasure out of this orgasm.
Seeing Chrissy cum on top of him, Kevin could finally stop holding back, pumping into Chrissy as he grabbed her ass. Their tongues intertwined outside of their mouth. Kevin could not help but think about how her cum covered tits were pressed into him, and this filthy thought pushed him over the edge, pumping her full of his cum.
The both squeezed each other tight as they rode out the pleasure, until finally, both satisfied, they relaxed into each other, breathing heavily.
"Oh my god," said Chrissy between breaths. "That was insane."
Kevin nodded. "I want to start every morning under this table."
Chrissy laughed and kissed him. "As hot as it is, I think it might kill my back to fuck under there too much."
"You're going to have back problems, anyway, with those tits of yours," joked Kevin, climbing out from under the table. "Should we... shower? Before they come back?"
She smiled, grabbing his hand and leading him towards the bathroom. Reaching the shower, she turned it on and they both held each other, kissing gently as they waited for the water to warm up.
She broke the kiss and looked at him with a funny face. "Um, did you notice... under the table?"
Kevin looked at her quizzically. "What?"
"How clean it was?"
Kevin blinked. He was so distracted he hadn't really thought about it.
"I mean we keep the apartment relatively clean," she continued. "But it was like... spotless. It looked new. It was the cleanest I've ever seen any of our floors.
Kevin thought about this. "You mean..."
"I mean I think they moved the table and cleaned it this morning before we got up."
Kevin shook his head, amazed. It was a clear sign that Beth knew exactly what was going to happen that morning. Before any of it unfolded. And yet, it was a funny sign of how secretly sweet they were. They could have left it a little dirty for them- it's not like that would have stopped Chrissy or Kevin from getting down there. But they did it for them.
"Wow," said Kevin, as they climbed into the now hot shower. "They have us pegged."
She giggled. "I know! They knew exactly what was going to happen."
They kissed again, and began to clean each other off. They showered together frequently- normally they cleaned their own bodies. This time, however, they took their time cleaning each other off. Gently scrubbing everywhere, exploring every inch and making sure it was spotless. It wasn't overly sexual, but sweet and intimate. They often kissed gently as they cleaned. They were both happy, content and confident in the other.
They got out of the shower, got dressed back in their room, and entered back into the common living space, just in time for Beth and Mark to get back. Bet held coffee for each of them.
"Cold brew for you," she said, handing Kevin a cup. "And mocha for you," she said, handing the other to Chrissy.
"Thank you," said Kevin, honestly a little surprised they had picked up coffee for them.
Beth's intense eyes focused on Chrissy. "So? Did you stay under the table?"
Chrissy's face flushed, but a small smile crept in. "Yes, Beth."
Beth smiled, knowing she was telling the truth. "Good girl. Now come and sit- we have something we want to run by you."