Uh oh, this could be bad, or it could be very good. I looked at her closely, but kept pistoning into Carol, who resumed her vocal mantra of appreciation.
Anne rolled off the other side of the bed and pranced around, breasts bouncing, to stand right next to Carol. She stopped and leaned over the side of the bed, close enough to press her sleek hip right against Carol’s, trapping my grasping hand between them. She looked back at me and said, “My turn Clark.” She wiggled that ass… just a little.
Carol was moaning still as I slid into her, certainly nowhere near done…
Fuck it. This was all crazy, might as well make it more so.
I pulled free of Carol and stepped sideways to momentarily massage Anne’s delectable little ass before tilting my hips down and sliding into her. It took more work to penetrate her than it had to delve into Carol. Carol’s internal musculature was delightfully strong, but Anne was just flat out tight as well.
I cried out a little as I finally slid home, and I resumed my steady pumping, just in a new home.
Carol had protested wordlessly when I slid free of her, but had nevertheless twisted to watch me enter Anne. She reached out to grab her hand and give it a friendly squeeze while gasping, “What the fuck, girlfriend? I’m not remotely done over here!”
“Duh,” Anne gasped back, her words warbling response to my now powerful thrusts. “Clark fucks me for a bit, then, ungh, you, then me, then… ohhhhh… you!” She flicked a look over her shoulder at me. “Think doing us both at the same time sounds fun, Clark?” I just grinned and fucked her a little bit harder. Then I pulled out and returned to Carol, who moaned happily as I slid back in.
“Hey!” Anne protested. “I didn’t get nearly as long!”
“You want to do this,” I taunted back, “I’m going… to be random… about it. Keep you two… on your toes!” Yeah, I was losing my mind, and what was left was definitely getting fey.
Anne laughed, then leaned over close to Carol’s panting face. “See? It’s a game. We see which one of us comes first. Then we see which one of us he nuts in!”
Really? That was… awesome. Anne deserved a reward, and I slid back to fuck her some more. Still so tight…
I vaguely remembered being with Wanda and thinking that there was no substitute for womanly experience in having sex. I stand by that assertion. There’s nothing like having sex with a woman who absolutely knows what she is doing.
But.
There is also no substitute, I was also now remembering, for the sensation of being with a nubile young woman, whose body is perfect, newly-finished, and unimaginably supple, either.
And here I was with two such…
“Where did you get the idea to go back and forth like this?” Carol asked, now caressing Anne’s shoulder as I railed the elegant girl.
“Porno,” Anne grunted, pushing her ass back against me.
“Porno?” Both Carol and I asked in unison.
I clutched Anne’s ass tighter and shifted her hips and mine slightly. “Oh wow, yes!” Anne yelped. “That is so much even better,” she encouraged, slightly incoherently. After we both enjoyed a few thrusts, she dropped her head and said, without looking, “Yeah. Remember that senior, Wally Smith? He likes to PornHub and Chill. Harder, Clark!”
“I had no idea you liked porn,” Carol mused.
“I prefer the chill portion,” Anne moaned.
I pulled out and lifted Carol’s hips before I drove back into her, marveling at the conversation I was listening to. I was also marveling that I was listening to any conversation during sex at all…
“Oh yeah, Mister H! Yessss,” Carol hissed as I drove back into her. The conversation flagged just then as I drove relentlessly into Carol now. She was starting to writhe involuntarily. I love that sensation, of making a woman start to lose control, but I also was loving this tag-team experience, and wanted to extend it. So I pulled out again.
Turning toward Anne, I lifted her and spun her around so that her tight little ass was perched on the edge of the mattress and I slid into her, with us now facing each other. She grabbed my head and kissed me fiercely. Once I was fully planted within her and had some rhythm, my hands found their way to her breasts. So firm, so pert…
I enjoyed Anne’s body for a pretty long stretch, until I had her starting to twitch uncontrollably too. Not yet, little girl. Not yet!
I slid free of Anne, who definitely looked like that gave her second thoughts on this whole trading off thing, and moved to spin Carol around too.
But she refused my efforts. “Nuh uh, Mister H. I like it like this,” she cooed, waving that amazing ass at me. Like I was going to complain. Even better, as I slid back into Carol, she pushed herself upright against the bed. That let me lean in and wrap my arms around her so I could cup those bouncing mounds and pinch her nipples. “Oh fuck! Oh, fuck yes,” Carol gasped, and pushed her butt back against my efforts. I had her in perfect position, and just went to town, cock in heaven and hands full of paradise.
As she started to twist and turn again, I considered edging her one more time, but my body had other ideas. It was hungry to feel her come. I kept going and suddenly her hands shot up from the bed, crushing mine against her breasts. With gurgling cry, Carol collapsed forward onto the mattress, screaming as her face buried itself in the bed. Her pussy spasmed around me deliciously and I kept pumping into her, drawing another scream, and then a third.
Suddenly, I felt her hands loose their death-grip on mine and I slid myself free.
Anne was staring wide-eyed at Carol, who was flopped loosely on the bed, not even moving. “Holy shit, that was hot!” she exclaimed.
I just re-entered my other partner, kissing her only briefly this time before I bent myself to suckle on a breast as I pumped into her. It was not the most comfortable of positions, but Anne seemed to really like it, so I kept it up.
Suddenly, I was aware that my own involuntary reflexes were awakening too, despite my best efforts. My body wanted to come, and soon. Doing so before getting Anne off was a non-starter. I slid a hand in between us, and diddled her clit gently as I kept my pace a steady as I could. Anne just groaned.
Suddenly I was aware that Carol had pushed herself back up and was staring intently at my finger down between Anne and me as we fucked. “Yeah, Mister H, give it to her good,” she murmured intently.
I looked at her, then back down where I had my hand. “Rub this for me will you?” I asked Carol. “I need my hand to hold her up.”
Carol laughed at me, but Anne just moaned louder at the suggestion. I looked intently at Carol, wondering again just what levels of intimacy these girls had shared. Then she bit her lip and snaked her hand out and down, poking at Anne’s bud as I slipped my hand free. Anne yelped a little, and I cautioned Carol, “Gently! So gently…” Anne’s next noise was very approving, if a little scared.
I had not so much needed my hand to brace Anne as I wanted it to grope her free breast. She moaned even louder as I clutched it. She was close.
But so was I. The fact that I was fucking this perfect body, and doing so while a feminine hand caressed her clitoris, and not so incidentally my thrusting shaft as well, had me rushing to a climax.
Suddenly, Anne was shrieking loudly, with no mattress to muffle her cries of ecstasy. Near enough to simultaneously, I lost it too, and explosively sighed as I started pouring jizz inside her. The ejaculation didn’t last long, I had just pumped a gallon all over these girls’ tits before, remember? But I did keep pumping, because my cock kept spasming, firing on empty chambers, and more importantly, Anne just kept practically singing with delight.
Finally, she could form coherent words, and they were, “Fuck Clark! Fuck! Stop it! I’m going to die!” I slow to a halt, and Anne gasped again, “Christ! You stop it too, Carol!”
I kissed Anne hard, stealing what little breath she had left for myself. Our tongues fenced briefly, but we both broke it off for more oxygen. I turned and grabbed Carol, pulling her up beside me to kiss her too, my cock still buried in Anne.
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