Marcell and Elisa were bewildered as they drove home through the quiet streets. Was this night real or just a hallucination?

"Did we really just do this?" asked Marcell, while even the rhythmic sound of the turn signal reminded him of the sexual rapture of the past hour.

"I'm also not sure, but I'm feeling every minute of it," replied Elisa, with a tired but satisfied expression on her face.

"And we smell like sex. Another clue that it was real," said Marcell while huffing the sticky air in their car.

"We need a shower ASAP; my ass is still sticky from his cum and your face from her squirts," noticed Elisa, and they laughed.

"Oh no, I'm such a mess. I forgot my string; it's either still in their car or in the parking lot. Well, somebody might find a little souvenir." Elisa was too exhausted to really care.

"No undies, how naughty," joked Marcell and put his hand on her thigh, letting his fingers glide over her silky skin and slip under the skirt.

"Damn, are you still or already wet again?" asked Marcell, surprised, while stroking her clit and sliding down her soggy vagina.

"Both, it's bizarre how horny I still am," exhaled Elisa as she turned in the passenger seat towards Marcell.

"You're still full of surprises. I never saw you so horny, like you're possessed. But I fucking loved it," he exclaimed while he penetrated her pussy with two fingers and simultaneously steered the car through the empty streets of their neighborhood.

"You like having a dirty fucking girlfriend?" Elisa moaned as she split her legs. One up on the dashboard, one behind the driver's seat.

In his peripheral vision, Marcell saw his girlfriend's moaning face every time they passed a streetlight, and the squelching of the finger penetration filled the car.

"Don't stop, don't stop!" repeated Elisa, just seconds before she reached her climax.

"And we're there," said Marcell as he stopped the car in the parking lot of their apartment complex.

"Spot on," exhaled Elisa, while sinking into her seat, after she slowly put her legs back under her.

They got out of the car, quietly took the stairs up the low-rise building, and entered their apartment. Immediately, they headed towards the bathroom and undressed to take a shower. As Marcell took off his trousers, Elisa noticed the smell of Ema all over his crotch and the scratch marks on his back. Marcell turned around and grinned at Elisa. She took a step towards him and went down on her knees, pulling down his boxers, and started to passionately blow his cock.

"I can still taste her on you," she said slowly, while exploring his balls with the tip of her tongue.

Marcell looked down at her. The sight of her was wild in the bright light of the bathroom. Her blonde chopped bob was ruffled in every direction, and her eyeliner was smudged all over her eyes, which were looking seductively up to him.

"Yes, look me in the eyes, just as you did as he face-fucked you," Elisa heard her boyfriend say as he repeatedly pushed her head on his cock.

Then, Elisa put her hand around him and vigorously gripped his sturdy ass, pushing his cock deep into her throat. She stayed in this position for a few seconds. Marcell, first in complete silence, broke into a loud moaning and panting as Elisa released his dripping penis.

"Stand up, go into the shower," demanded Marcell as he guided her into the curbless glass shower in the back of their bathroom.

He positioned her in front of him, grabbed her wrists, and bent her over. His big cock disappeared between her thighs, and Elisa moaned, her face pressed against the glass. As he pounded her from behind, he noticed the smell and sticky remnants of Niko's cum on her ass cheeks.

"You like to get fucked by two cocks in one night, am I right?" Marcell seductively asked his girlfriend, who only replied with a weep of satisfaction.

"Turn around, I want to look into your eyes," he said and turned her around, her back pressed against the glass.

She lifted one leg up and hugged herself onto Marcell while he guided his cock back into her. They pressed their foreheads against each other, with a deep gaze into each other's eyes. They stayed in this position, their sexual lust floating through them like an ocean wave, feeling their bodies merging into one.

"Cum into my pussy, I want to feel it in me." Marcell felt the hot whisper of Elisa in his ear.

Marcell thrust faster, more intensely, putting all his passion on display. The sexual wave floating through them broke in a wild spray of ecstasy, resonating in their entangled bodies. They stayed, sojourned, and lost themselves in this moment.

After a while, Elisa let go of Marcell and slowly sank down on the shower floor, sitting down with bent knees. Her hand found its way to her crotch, where she softly caressed her labia, while the creamy sperm of Marcell seeped out of her, running down her thighs.

"Turn on the water; it's time to get clean again," she said.

After a long, refreshing shower, Elisa and Marcell fell into their bed. Sedated from this stunning night, they were snuggling under the thin sheets with a calm breeze coming out of the half-opened window.

"Just plain-spoken, what do you think about this night? How do you feel?" asked Marcell after they lay in a comforting silence for a moment.

"It was so intense, so much was happening; I still have to process everything. But I discovered a lot of interesting things about me, about you, about us. I definitely explored my submissive, dirty side. It's kind of weird, but seeing you intimately entangled with another woman gave me a sense of security, a feeling that I can let go and just devote myself to another man," she reflected.

"I can relate in the sense that I could get lost in the moment. There was nothing that we needed to prove to ourselves, to each other, or to the other couple. And you know when I realized this? Just as you were lying there, upside down, getting face fucked by this stranger and you just casually winked at me. At this moment I knew I could let go," Marcell added.

"I'm very happy we shared this experience together, honey," she said and gave him a kiss.

"Me too, babe. So, do we want to join them again at their special party?" asked Marcell.

"Thinking about that makes me a little bit nervous. This night it just happened, you know. And now we would be going there with a direct purpose. But I'm too curious. I want to see what they want to do and who will be there. If you want to do it, you can write them a message tomorrow that we will be there," she concluded.

"I'm curious too. I'm sure it's going to be spectacular, just like your performance tonight," confirmed Marcell with a wink.

"Let me think about my performance tomorrow. My throat is sore, and my pussy too. I guess I'm satiated, at least for this moment." She tried to wink but had to cough and broke into an agonized laugh.

"Oh, it really is time to sleep now. Good night, babe. I love you," said Marcell while giving her a kiss and turning off the lights.