Title: Carnivorous Whisper (4/?)
Authors: Diane and Chris (aka Anja Lapp and Ginger Snapp)
Rating: NC-17 sexual situations
Summary: A young woman enters a whole new world...
Feedback: You'd better believe it!!


We entered the studio again, to find Christoph and Dero sitting on the couch 
with drinks in their hands and music on the tape machine. The everpresent 
drumsticks in his hands, Christoph was busy tapping out a rhythm on the arm 
of the couch.

"God! I thought they'd never leave," Christoph exclaimed with relief as he 
dropped the drumsticks at his side and sprawled on the couch, looking over at 
me and grinning.

"Nina!" Dero called to her, as he held out another glass of red wine. She 
approached him slowly and he reached up to pull her on top of him. Another 
grin, this time much more wicked, split Christoph's face as he motioned for 
me to do the same. I sauntered over to him, swinging my hips as I walked, 
teasing him with my every movement. I leaned over him and licked at his 
mouth, trying to provoke him. I knew he was enjoying it, since he was acting 
so at ease in front of the others. He reached up suddenly, grabbing on to 
both my wrists with such force and wouldn't let go. I twisted and turned my 
hands, trying to wriggle them out of his grip. He just laughed aloud as he 
yanked me down. His hands grabbed at my waist as he reached his tongue into 
my mouth. The shadowy forms next to us turned vaporous as they vanished. I 
was dimly aware of the sound of their footsteps fading off to the other side 
of the room. I was losing myself in Christoph's fury, all the while unable to 
believe how unabashed he'd become.

I could feel the air conditioning hit my bare skin as my legs spread over 
him, reminding me that my dress was the only barrier between us. My knees 
tightened around Christoph's thighs, as they rested on the couch. I sucked at 
his mouth and brought my body up into his, using my legs to raise myself off 
his lap. His hands cupped my ass, squeezing it while hiking up my dress. At 
that precise moment, I heard a low chuckle from my right. It smashed right 
through the illusion of privacy that had sprung up around us - making me 
uncomfortably aware that we weren't alone. I grabbed desperately at 
Christoph's hands and pushed them down, along with my dress.

"What's wrong?" he asked huskily. I just looked pointedly into his eyes and 
tossed my head to the right, reminding him of the fact that we were in plain 
sight of Dero and Nina. Christoph placed his hand on my face and pushed it to 
the side towards them.

"They're not exactly censoring themselves, are they?" he whispered into my 
ear. "Why should we?" He began biting and licking at my neck. I stifled a 
groan, still in shock at the sight before me. Nina was leaning back on the 
oversized chair sitting under one of the rows of ceiling lights, with her 
legs spread around Dero, who was leaning over her. I continued to watch them, 
as Christoph's actions brought me further over the edge. His hands had let go 
of my chin and made their way down to my breasts. Still focused on the other 
two, I was taken back by their display. I watched the red wine leak out of 
their connected mouths. My eyes glazed and my stomach muscles tightened as I 
watched it drip and run down Nina's throat, between her bare breasts, to 
finally pooling on her lower abdomen. Dero's mouth trailed behind it. I could 
almost feel each stroke of his tongue moving along her body and the thought 
made me squirm.

As Christoph began pulling my dress down past my shoulders, my body 
shuddered. I felt a ribbon of trepidation running through me, but the thrill 
and lure of the forbidden overpowered the urge to stop Christoph's pursuit of 
my flesh. Nina, who had been a virgin up until yesterday, already had her top 
off and pants unzipped, and I found myself turned on by the fact that she 
hadn't done anything to stop Dero. Instead, she seemed to be a more than 
willing participant in the show they were putting on, and the thought of what 
was going on just a few feet away brought every sensation to new heights.

When my dress reached my elbows, I slid my arms out of it, letting the black 
fabric glide down my skin to fall at my sides. Christoph was watching me with 
eyes halflidded by desire and I knew that he too was excited by the fact that 
we were venturing into whole new territory. This was something that neither 
of us had ever thought of, let alone talked about, and yet now we were 
abandoning ourselves to the undeniable need that was building inside us. His 
mouth fell to my breast and he began to devour it - licking and stroking it. 
I felt a sharp pleasurable sensation shoot through me and I looked down to 
see that he had grasped my nipple ring with his teeth, while his eyes stared 
up at me through his dark lashes. Eyes still locked on mine, he leaned back 
to hover just above the skin and inhaled. The cool air brushing past my moist 
nipple dragged a moan from my throat. I couldn't help but glance over to see 
if they'd noticed, and found Nina's eyes meeting mine. A slow, sensual smile 
grew on her lips as Dero knelt between her thighs. Her eyes drifted to 
Christoph, as he continued to play with me. His free hand slipped between my 
damp thighs and began to finger me. He rubbed my clit and desperate to keep 
from crying out and attracting Dero's attention, I bit into Christoph's 
shoulder. A grunt of pain escaped his mouth as my teeth sank into his skin, 
but it only seemed to excite him more. I felt his fingers slide inside me, 
while his thumb remained on my clit. I could hear the wet noises my juices 
made as his fingers moved back and forth. I struggled to breath past a 
suddenly tightened airway, and my breath rasped in my throat. Conscious of 
the noise I was making and the attention it must be attracting, I wanted him 
to stop.

I began to grasp at the bottom of Christoph's shirt, tugging it upwards. He 
released his hold on me to lift his arms up, letting me pull the shirt over 
his head. I popped the button of his jeans and slid the zipper down. With my 
hand in his pants, I licked at his responsive nipples, feeling his hard cock 
in my palm. Now it was his turn to get attention. His head rolled to his 
left, to watch the scene unfolding across from us. His chest began to rise 
and fall with his heavy breathing. This was so new to him and I could tell it 
was having an electrifying effect on him. I wanted him to lose himself inside 
me. I dropped to my knees on the floor and began yanking at his pants. He 
raised his hips from the couch and helped me to remove them. As he sat back 
down, I was completely consumed with his majestic bounty.

I drew my mouth down onto his inner thigh and tasted his salty skin. He let 
out a groan as I trailed my tongue up his thigh. With my arms encircling his 
legs from beneath, I pulled myself closer, opening my mouth over his 
exquisite cock, devouring him entirely. I could feel it sinking into my 
throat as I gulped. He began to writhe and I could see the shadow his head 
made as he looked down on me. I knew he was watching me, knelt before him, my 
naked body peering out from the dress gathered at my waist. I was trying to 
swallow him, to ingest his perfection. Suddenly, I became aware of Nina's 
rhythmic high pitched gasps. Christoph's head turned to his side again and he 
let out a deep guttural sound, intriguing me. I had to bring my head up to 
view what had so captivated Christoph. As I drew myself upward, my hand 
grasped tightly as my mouth lifted off him.

Nina was now completely undressed, legs open. I watched Dero's tongue dart 
into her smooth pussy, as his fingers clamped hard on her sternum, holding 
her squirming body in the chair. I brought my lips together as I licked them. 
Seeing him manhandle her was making me drip. With that, almost as if he were 
aware of my thoughts, Dero turned his face to meet mine as he 
drew his tongue back into his mouth. He let out a smirk in my direction, 
watching me as I continued stroking Christoph's rod, now reddened by my 
lipstick. I turned my head away, trying to escape the awkward moment of 
sharing a sexual encounter with Dero. I felt Christoph's hand cradle mine as 
he removed it from him, watching his solid penis bob as it was freed from my 
grasp. He lifted my hand up, suggesting that I stand. I felt my unsteady legs 
shake and tremble, as I struggled to bring myself upright. Once I was 
standing, Christoph slipped his hands between my dress and skin, spreading 
them away from my body as he moved it over my hips, past my knees and I 
stepped out of it. Still seated, he returned his hands to my hips and pulled 
me into him. His hair tickled me, as he moved his head back and forth gently 
across my abdomen. His opened mouth landed on my pubic bone, and my body 
tensed instantly. I brought my hands down to the sides of his head and forced 
it lower. His hot tongue grazed over my clit, sending a jolt throughout my 
body. He pushed his face into me, slurping at my center. He dropped his right 
hand down to my inner thigh until it stopped behind my knee. He pulled my leg 
up and placed it over his shoulder as he persistantly buried his head. I was 
growing rapidly lightheaded and my right leg felt as if it was going to give 
out. He sensed my unsteadiness. Leaning back into the couch, he pulled me 
forwards, resting my bodyweight on him. His head rose upwards, dragging his 
lower lip along my pressing flesh. He looked up at me through the sweaty hair 
that draped his forehead, the overhead lights accentuating the brilliant blue 
of his eyes. Slowly setting me back down on the floor, he removed my leg from 
his shoulder.

Christoph stood up in front of me, lowering his head while tilting mine 
upwards with his hands. I smelled myself on his skin, as he drew his mouth 
onto mine. I could feel the concentrated pressure against my belly from his 
rigid member pushing into me. He turned our bodies as one so that my back was 
to the couch and, cradling my upper body, gently lowered it onto the 
cushions, facing Nina and Dero. He spread my legs and dove in for one more 
round. My eyes squeezed shut as I lay open to him, every sense concentrated 
on his mouth sipping me. A harsh groan came from Dero's mouth, and I opened 
my eyes again to see what had provoked such an utterance from him. He was 
lying back on the chair, shirtless and with his pants undone. Nina's mouth 
was at his stomach, her hands rubbing atop his bulge. He was staring down at 
her with a glazed expression. She was in the position I had been, kneeling 
there on the floor. He brought his pants down past his buttocks and Nina 
pulled them the rest of the way off. I could see the shadow of veins running 
along the shaft of his solid cock. Like Christoph, he was very well endowed 
and the sight of him made my lips purse as Christoph slid his fingers up into 
me. A moan escaped my lips as my neck arched up off the couch uncontrollably. 
Through eyes glassy with pleasure, I watched Nina hover her mouth over Dero's 
dick, and with his head still downturned, his eyes rose up to peer at me with 
a demonic stare. When Nina closed her mouth on his shaft, those eyes rolled 
shut and his head fell back onto the chair. I watched her slide her mouth 
over him, seeing her throat gulp him in, her cheeks hollow with the effort. 
She had obviously been paying attention as I took Christoph earlier. As her 
mouth reached the base of his shaft, her tongue jetted out, touching his 
balls and causing Dero to moan with every breath taken. She began to gag, but 
didn't let that stop her. Dero looked down to see her hand resting on his 
chest and then looked back to me. His concern for Nina turned me on - just as 
his glances were. I removed one of my hands from Christoph's head and placed 
it slowly in my mouth as my eyes stared back. I brought my dampened fingers 
down to my nipple and began to pinch and roll it between my fingers, the 
sensation forcing my eyes shut and my mouth open. With each flick of 
Christoph's tongue, the nerves in my leg jumped, causing it to shake 
uncontrollably. Another glance showed Dero holding Nina's hair back behind 
her head so that his view was unobscured. He watched with intense, burning 
eyes as she inhaled him. His head lunged backwards as he let out a low drawn 
out wordless sound, the veins in his neck standing out. Christoph drew 
himself along my torso, his head level with my stomach where it hovered, as 
he tried to calm down, to catch his breath. Beads of sweat began to gather at 
the ends of his hair and, as they grew, their weight broke the tenuous 
connection and they dripped onto my heated skin. His labored breaths almost 
drying them up moments after they landed. His fingers pinched at my hips as 
he used them to prop himself up. He leaned himself back on the couch, eyes 
fixed on me, until the sound of a loud slap, accompanied by a startled cry 
from Nina, echoed throughout the room. We both jerked our heads to the side 
to see Nina, with her wrists tied together by an amplifier cord, leaning on 
the arm of the chair with her elbows, her knees on the cushion. Dero stood 
behind her, his hand grabbing her ass, fingers digging into her. The imprint 
of his hand began to redden on Nina's milky white skin. I looked up to 
Christoph in open mouthed shock, only to find his eyes still locked on Nina. 
The smooth pink skin between her legs glistened with moisture, as the light 
from above reflected off of it. Dero's free hand swept under her, parting her 
lips as he fingered her. Unable to look away, I watched as he probed at her 
hungry snatch. As if feeling our stares, Dero turned his face to us and then 
back down to Nina. She began to whimper with every plunge his fingers took. 
The deeper they went, the louder she became. He bent down before her, and his 
tongue lashed out into her ass as his mouth fastened around it, making her 
highpitched breaths even more labored. I watched his hand fall to his side to 
pick up what appeared to be another cord. Was he going to tie her ankles? 
What he did next pushed both her and I over the edge.

As it was brought up out of her shadow, I saw that it was a coiled amp cord. 
He placed his hands about a foot apart along it and pulled it tight. In a 
flossing motion, he drew it back and forth between her swollen lips and clit. 
Her head writhed, and I could hear her biting her lip to suppress her 
screams. My piercing stare was suddenly broken, as I felt the stinging 
sensation of something striking my outer thigh. I looked down to see one of 
Christoph's drumsticks still resting on the offended flesh. As it's presence 
registered, his hand slowly trailed it up my side, along my stomach and my 
breast. He swirled it across my skin gently, my body boiling at his touch. It 
stopped as it pressed into my breast bone. I looked into his eyes to find 
them squinting back at me, a fiendish grin on his face. He lifted his body 
off the couch and pushed mine forward. I turned my head around to watch him 
leering behind me. Leaning over me, with both hands he rolled the drumstick 
along my back - stretching the skin out behind it and driving all misgivings 
from my mind. I felt his hard shaft glide under me, grazing my clit as he 
bent over me. As his body pulled away, his shadow followed. I felt the hard 
narrow wood land flat between my legs. He pulled it up along my skin until 
the end reached my hole. He eased it inside me. I accepted it willingly, 
pushing my body back. As I felt the wood go deep, I moaned aloud. The deft 
way he handled the drumstick, almost as if it was an extension of himself, 
transcended all other sensations. My eyes opened to meet Nina's glance. She 
smiled, her head turned to the side to watch me, as Dero forced her hands 
above her head, drawing her muscles taut as he untied the cord. Christoph's 
mouth caressed the back of my neck, sending a warm shudder throughout me. The 
music suddenly came to an abrupt halt. The tape must've ended, I thought, as 
our sounds filled the room - now earsplitting with no background noise. 
Christoph continued his back and forth motion, circling the end of the stick 
with his hands. My head dropped, all my energy was being swept away by 
sensory overload. He withdrew his instrument and, as he laid back on the 
couch, I heard the sound of the wood hitting the floor as it fell from his 
tired grasp. I brought myself upright and stood before him. His hard, lean 
body lying there, his erect penis lying against his stomach.

I wanted him more than I ever did before. His thirsty eyes looked up at my 
naked body as I ran my hand along my breast bone. I bent over to kiss him, 
and I could feel Dero's eyes resting on my pussy from across the room. I 
brought my leg over his body to rest my knee between him and the couch, and 
climbed up to straddle his hips. Parting my lips, I lowered myself to greet 
his hard cock. I forced myself downwards, sheathing him inside me and causing 
us to let out gasps in unison. As I slowly raised myself up, I rocked my 
pelvis to and fro, making his fingers drive deep into the flesh of my 
buttocks. I rode him while tightening my internal muscles in undulating 
waves. His vocal outbursts ripped through the room and I knew, without a 
doubt, that both Dero and Nina's eyes were upon us. Leaning forward and 
raising myself up, I gave them a better view of the unforgiving hold I had on 
his rigid shaft. I could hear the sound of flesh smacking against flesh 
quicken in response and I knew that my actions had excited them. As Christoph 
grasped my hands, I arched my body and leaned back to rest on his 
outstretched legs. Writhing from side to side, I tilted my head backwards to 
see Dero and Nina consumed by the moment, moving their bodies in time to 
ours. As the sound of their cries penetrated deep inside me, I could feel the 
swell of pleasure building within. No longer concerned about the spectacle I 
was making, I closed my eyes and surrendered as wave upon wave of pure 
ecstasy broke over my body. As 
whimper after whimper tore from my throat, I could hear Nina's moans rise in 
volume to match mine and I knew that we were both finally reaching feverish 
release. Dero's grunts came faster and faster, as I felt Christoph's body go 
suddenly rigid beneath me. A sudden quiet filled the room, broken only by the 
sound of heavy breathing as everyone struggled to regain control of 
themselves. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow pass across the 
window of the sound room and then disappear. As I began to believe that my 
exhausted senses were playing tricks on my mind, the silence of the room was 
suddenly broken by the sound of our own cries being played through the 
speakers, accompanied by Sashca's low chuckle.

The End?