Kasey didn’t show up as soon as she had threatened – and her mother & I used that time to kiss & cuddle – and tell each other how much we cared for one another. When my first wife finally did arrive, she was carrying a new mattress cover and new bed sheets. Practical, smart, and beautiful – both of my wives – I’m the luckiest fucker on the planet.
Once we had changed the linens, we went out on the balcony and took in the views of the moonlit lake. After that, we spent some time in the hot tub, relaxing & recovering. When my two lovers had touched, teased, kissed, and cuddled long enough to resurrect my erection, we returned to the bed.
My testes were still waving the white flag in surrender – but my wives had me hard enough for them to ride. Kasey’s mom told us that she’d had so much fun – being sandwiched between us – the other day – that she wanted to repeat that event.
I alternated kisses between both of them as Kelsey lay on my stomach – and rode my fingers – while Kasey rode my cock – rubbing her chest against her mother’s back as she groped & squeezed the breasts, areolas, and nipples that she had once nursed from.
They took their time – getting their orgasms – and I was beginning to wonder if I was going to be able to join them in climax – but Kelsey kissed me hotly as I felt her vaginal muscles clench down on my fingers – and then Kasey kissed me as she came – squirting a little. Fortunately, we had anticipated that possibility – and had laid a couple bath towels down before we started. We got cleaned up, tossed the towels in the bathroom, and curled up together to fall asleep.
~~~ Sunday ~~~
We took a morning stroll – down to the lake – and snapped some amazing pictures. I took a few pictures of the water as well.
When we got back to the room, my gorgeous wives decided we should play Pussy Roulette.
They threw a towel over my face and took their places. Even before either one of them mounted me, I could tell Kasey was facing me – both from the way her little butt felt on my abs – and the way her mom was holding my ankles – with my stiff prick bumping her ass-crack as she rubbed her taint on my ball-sac. I was getting ready to yell, “Delay of game!” when they finally started.
Whenever it’s was Kasey’s turn to fuck my cock, I left her alone but – as soon as she slipped off for her mom to switch-in – I reached up and teased a finger up & down her slit – around her clit – and, occasionally, a digit or two into her pussy. I expected her mom to figure out that we were cheating – but she was focused on her own climaxes.
I had just started cumming inside of my first wife when her mother called, “Time!” and shoved her daughter off of me – to slam her own cunt down on my prick – to capture the rest of my spunk. Kasey was growling at her mom – so I threw the towel off my face and pulled her tender body up – dragging her breasts into my mouth. I stuck a couple fingers in her spunk-covered twat and manhandled her sensitive bits while I sucked her tits. She finally blasted into another orgasm and was soon growling at me instead of her mother – as I continued to abuse her clit & twat with my slippery fingers.
My second wife, meanwhile, had still been riding my slime-covered fuck-stick – and had gotten another orgasm for herself as well.
As soon as they were both sated and civil, we wiped ourselves off and moved to the hot tub – where we boiled ourselves until we resembled overcooked pasta.
We got dressed, and headed downstairs to eat in the bistro – enjoying the views as well as the food.
Kasey got a notification that the pictures were ready and we met the photographer at the front desk to collect the prints and the USB-stick. The girls, of course, were dying to see the prints and pulled them out to look. Gasping, they both wrapped the poor woman in their arms and showered her with kisses. Kasey dug in her purse and pulled out a hundred dollar bill to hand her as a tip. The woman tried to decline – but my younger wife insisted – and she can be very persuasive. The woman gave them each a hug, once more, told them how beautiful they were and then disappeared.
We went back up to the room and spent the afternoon looking through all of the amazing photos and trying to figure out what prints we wanted to have made – and where we could display them.
After an early dinner at a nearby restaurant, we took a sunset boat tour out on the lake. The driver looked at me a little enviously as my two companions kept stealing kisses and cuddles. They were each wearing pink bikinis with white terry cloth shorts that hugged their waists and tight butts. The views were spectacular and we took even more pictures. I took a few pictures of the lake as well.
That night, Kelsey rode me until she got an orgasm – and then Kasey climbed on and rode until she got one. While they were “in the saddle”, I rubbed all over their bodies and focused on their amazing breasts. The one who was waiting their turn was free to touch & tease me or my partner.
Once they’d each gotten their first one, we started again. The love-making was more sensual this time – and they let me have their breasts in my mouth. My hands were all over their bodies as they writhed on me and stroked my fuck-meat in & out of their hot pussies.
When both of my wives had gotten their second orgasm, it was my turn.
They had me spread my feet apart – and each of them picked a side – and lounged on or against my thigh – their breasts & other naked bits touching me. They looked into my eyes as each of them worked together to pleasure me with their mouths.
Sometimes they would each take a side – and simultaneously stroke my aching meat with their lips & mouths. Sometimes one would suck the head while the other licked or nipped my shaft – and then they would switch. Other times, one went after my balls while the other focused on my cock.
My hands were clenched into fists against the sides of my hips. The intensity of the stimulation was giving me an aneurysm. I was moaning & groaning as they tormented me. They both stared at me with those lust-filled eyes – while their mouths touched, teased, and tasted.
At last, they leaned forward – each of their mouths wrapping around the ridge of my cock-knob. Their talented oral muscles circled & stroked the ridge & head. When their tongues would bump together, they would get a funny look on their faces – and my cock would lurch with the mental wrangling of their tentative tasting.
Time suddenly slowed – and I held my breath as I watched both of their tongues slide across the top of the hood of my prick – and then touch – tip to tip – centered on my sperm-spigot.
I stared at their faces as they looked at each other – their brains analyzing the data. The scene was just too fucking erotic for me to process – and my ball-sac seized – and my semen started fountaining up between them – splashing across their tongues, noses, and mouths.
They fought to see who could get more of my jizz – and my balls just kept churning. It was so hot – so carnal – so wrong – and so right.
The sperm showers ended – but my entire plumbing system – from my balls to the mouth of my cock – were still contracting – trying to find and expel more fuel for this lust-fire.
They licked each other clean – and kissed once – and then used the towels to finish cleaning themselves up.
They turned off the lights and cuddled into my sides.
I laughed in exhaustion. Every part of my reproductive system was till twinging with aftershocks caused by their erotic sex-play.
~~~ Monday ~~~
I cursed, loudly, as Kasey’s alarm practically screamed at us to get up and get moving. I finally shoved her unmoving body toward the thing – growling at her to shut it off. We fought for space in the bathroom to get ourselves ready for the day. I felt a little funny in my cold-weather beach-wear – but that was what Kasey said we should be wearing. Eventually, we made our way to the lobby – where a driver picked us up and shuttled us to the white-water rafting place. After some instructions, basic rules, and several minutes of getting outfitted with helmets & PFDs, we were ready to begin our adventure.
Getting up early sucked – but the rest of the day was amazing. We laughed, we screamed, and – at least twice – I nearly shit myself as we careened down the rapids. The whole, crazy adventure wrapped up a little after noon. We looked over the photos they offered – and Kasey said, “Why not?” – and bought them all. I didn’t really want the one where I looked like I was going to cry but – of course – I lost that vote too.
Back at the hotel, we grabbed a quick bite in the bistro and then headed to our room to pack. The limousine (and the driver who had brought us here) returned – and shuttled us back to the airport – just in time to get queued up for the flight home.
I don’t know that what we did really qualified us for the Mile High Club – but both of my sexy wives took a turn pulling their panties to the side and lifting their skirts enough to slip my cock inside of their tight twats. I held their waists as they bounced up & down on my lap a few times – sliding my stiff prick as deeply into their pussies as we could manage in the cramped space. I’m pretty sure the people across from us figured out what we were doing – but nobody said anything. Afterwards, we shared some kisses and then napped – waking up to enjoy our hearty in-flight meal – before napping some more – to land (back home) just before midnight.
The Uber driver that picked us up seemed like he was almost as tired as me – so I kept him talking all the way home to #24 Mulberry Street. I tipped him well. I just hoped we were his last run of the night because he looked like he needed some serious down-time.
~~~ Tuesday ~~~
When the alarm went off, after the long holiday weekend, it was a battle of wills to get myself up – and my wives called me bad names as I harried them through their morning routines to get them out the door on time. Don’t tell anyone but – after they were gone – I laid back down for another hour of sleep.
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