NTR Rogue in the Apocalypse-Chapter 227: Enough Foreplay *R18

"Oh? For me? What is it?"

"Vodka."

"You’re too sweet, Maria. Thank you," John said and accepted the drink.

"No problem. So, um... Are you busy? Maybe we can chat," Maria asked with a sheepish smile.

"Actually, I’m here with friends."

"Oh..." Maria’s smile faltered and she cast her gaze downwards.

"Why don’t you come with me?"

"Are you sure?"

"Of course," John said and gestured at the trio, waiting by the bar.

He took her free hand and walked her to the bar.

"Hi, girls," John greeted.

"Hey Maria," they greeted and smiled.

The group spent the night drinking, dancing, and laughing. It was the perfect way to unwind and forget the horrors of the outside world.

John danced with each of the girls, enjoying the feeling of their bodies pressing against his.

He also had a couple more drinks before deciding he’d had enough.

"I think I’ve had a little too much to drink," John slurred.

"You’re not free of us, yet," Stephanie exclaimed, grabbing Dalia’s hand.

"Well, you girls can come with me to my room, but I’ve had enough dancing and drinking for tonight."

"Fine," Stephanie huffed, "but I’m not letting you off the hook so easily."

"Okay, I had enough, too. I’m tired and want to rest," Julia exclaimed, her eyes glazed with intoxication.

Everyone went back to their rooms and John, along with Stephanie and Dalia walked back to his room.

John exhaled tiredly and slumped onto the bed.

"Nooooo, don’t go to sleep, yet!" Stephanie protested.

"Stephanie, you’ve had too much to drink," John pointed out, his eyes closed.

"But we’re not done," she said and pouted.

"Well, if you’re not tired, then how about you show me what’s in that bag you brought with you?"

"Ooh, yeah! That’s a good idea," Stephanie exclaimed and rummaged through her bag, removing a piece of dark fabric from it, hiding behind her.

"So, what is it?" John asked.

"Oh, it’s a surprise. Now, close your eyes."

"Really?"

"Come on. Just do it."

"Fine," John said and closed his eyes.

"Hold out your hand," Stephanie instructed.

John did as she said and held out his hand. He felt a cool, smooth material being placed on his palm.

"Can you guess what it is?"

"Hmmm, panties?"

"Wrong. Anyway, just wait and see. Keep your eyes closed!" She said, whispering something to Dalia.

The duo giggled, and he felt the weight of the mattress shift under him.

His nostrils flared as he breathed in the scent of perfume and a mixture of fruity fragrance.

Then, something soft, and smooth caressed his nose, making him inhale deeply.

"Can you guess, yet?" Stephanie whispered into his ears, her breasts pressed against his face.

"Not really. It’s hard to think when I have a beautiful woman sitting on my face," John answered, and the duo laughed.

"You know, you can always open your eyes," Stephanie teased, but he ignored her.

He focused on the smooth texture of the silk panties she had placed on his face, and the softness of her bare skin.

Her scent filled his nostrils, making him hunger for more.

"Hmm, do you like it?" She whispered in his ear.

"Very much so," he replied, his lips brushing against her inner thigh.

"Good. Now, why don’t you do something useful with your mouth and make me feel good?" Stephanie demanded.

John smirked and his lips trailed down her inner thigh.

Her breathing grew heavier as his lips drew closer to her centre, his tongue grazing her skin.

His fingers trailed across the smooth surface of the fabric covering her slit.

"Hmmm, yes, that’s it," Stephanie moaned, her body shuddering.

John’s fingers continued their journey across the smooth material, moving up and down her slit, his lips kissing her inner thighs.

Her moans grew louder as he teased her, his fingers exploring her wetness through the fabric.

"Please," Stephanie gasped, her fingers entangling with his hair.

John didn’t answer, but he did as she wanted. His fingers hooked around the fabric and pulled it to the side, revealing her swollen lips.

"Hey, why am I being left out?" Dalia asked and John wanted to chuckle until he felt his hardened shaft being freed from its restraints.

"Oh, don’t worry, sweetie, you’re not being left out," Stephanie said.

"Hmmm, that’s good," Dalia murmured and began kissing his manhood.

John’s tongue darted forward, brushing against her wetness.

"Oh, god," Stephanie moaned, her hips bucking as his tongue parted her lips.

John felt Dalia’s lips wrap around his cock, her mouth engulfing his shaft, her tongue licking him eagerly.

He let out a groan, his tongue exploring Stephanie’s wetness.

"Mmm, I love the taste of you," he murmured, his lips kissing her swollen flesh.

"Oh, fuck, John," Stephanie cried, her hips grinding against his face.

John’s tongue darted inside her, swirling around her inner walls.

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"Oh, god," Stephanie moaned, her body trembling as he fucked her with his tongue.

His hands grasped her firm buttocks, pulling her towards him, burying his face between her thighs.

Her moans grew louder as he fucked her with his tongue, her wetness dripping onto his face.

"Don’t stop," Stephanie pleaded, her hips grinding against his face, her juices flowing freely.

John continued his assault, his tongue lashing against her, driving her towards the edge.

"I’m so close," Stephanie gasped, her hips bucking as he licked her.

"Don’t stop," she begged.

He obliged and buried his tongue inside her, his lips kissing her, sucking on her flesh.

Dalia’s attack was relentless. She had his whole manhood inside her mouth and she sucked him greedily, her tongue swirling around his shaft, teasing him.

"That’s it," Stephanie moaned, her fingers grabbing a fistful of his hair.

Her hips bucked wildly as she neared her release, her wetness flowing freely.

John was nearing his own release, his cock twitching inside Dalia’s mouth.

He was lost in a sea of pleasure, his senses overwhelmed by the sensations.

"Oh, god, John," Stephanie cried, her body convulsing as she came, her juices gushing forth, flooding his mouth.

Dalia continued her attack, her mouth moving up and down his length, her tongue licking him full.

He couldn’t hold back any longer, his cock twitched and throbbed as he reached his climax.

His seed erupted into Dalia’s mouth, his body shuddering with pleasure.

He heard a faint, "Fuck, you taste good," and then his shaft was engulfed by warmth and wetness once more.

Stephanie’s body collapsed on top of him, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

"Mmmm, that was amazing," she moaned.

"It certainly was," John replied, his face still buried between her legs.

"Now, it’s your turn," Stephanie said and pushed him down.

Dalia released him, and the women switched places.

Stephanie’s tongue swirled around the tip of his shaft, her lips teasing him.

"No. Enough foreplay," he groaned.