Polyiterophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex together with multiple other characters.
Two whores cut from the same cloth, both familiar in the ways of sex work; no wonder they made such a good pair. While he had swore that he was done with that lifestyle, he just couldn’t seem to kick the habit that was Angie - constantly finding himself drawn back in to spend the night playing around with her, getting into trouble but enjoying every last bit of it.
“Shall we teach them a lesson then? Have their heads spinning?” He’d ask, his voice a low purr as he playfully tugged at Angie’s bottom tier. Hands worked to undress her and then soon undress himself; their guests lay waiting on the mattress, curious lads in for a show and play. Guiding her back, Theodore pushed her upon the mattress, lips finding hers in a needy and hot kiss as he climbed upon her body; giving a teasing grind of his hips to hers, groaning lowly at the sense of friction.
Freeing one of his hands, he’d reach between them and gently take their lengths together in his hand and stroke with a smirk; lips trailing down to her neck to nip playfully. Their spectators leaned in, reaching to caress parts of their body.