I reached around inside her, searching diligently for nothing but a response, and I found plenty. I pushed against her insides, twisting my fingers, straightening and curling and swimming through her as I sucked gently on her clit. She was moaning constantly now, her hands coming to rest on my bald head in affirmation of my endeavors.
I slowed gradually, eventually coming to a stop, my fingers resting motionless inside her. In a few moments, Kim began shifting uncomfortably, tapping me arrhythmically on the head, and crying softly in dissatisfaction. I removed my fingers from her and she shuddered as I moved over her again. I looked at her, and her eyes were pleading with me, begging me to finish her.
I hovered over her, touching the tip of my spear to her flooded sex. Kim pushed against me, as if by sheer will she could pull me inside. I teased her like this for several moments before asking her, “Are you ready?” She just nodded at me feverishly with her glossy eyes wide open, an addict offered a fix. “Are you going to come for me?” She repeated her frenetic affirmation.
I pushed into her with one quick stroke, and she moaned heavily, her hands again on my bum pulling me into her as a moan surfaced from deep within her. I reached into her far, pushing on her hard. I stayed there as I flexed myself inside her, and she jerked lightly. She wrapped her legs around me, and I knew she wouldn’t let me go again. I kissed her softly, and began.
I started slowly, pushing into her with gentle strokes. Kim received me with low noises of contentment, moving with me in anticipation of her resolution. My compulsion must have been evident. Just as she needed release, I needed to release her. Her hips rose to meet me as I repeatedly invaded her, faster with every attack until my motions became involuntary, my strokes automatic as I plunged into her relentlessly.
In the distance, I heard Ashley’s trembling voice softly announcing her orgasm. Somehow, the knowledge of her release triggered a new level of determination, and my motions in Kim increased in speed and intensity.
As if Ashley’s climax had been her cue, Kim said simply, “Yes,” and her muscled began to tighten on me. I spoke the word back to her, and was finally rewarded as she was slowly engulfed by her flood. Her legs pulled me hard into her, her fingernails digging into my shoulders as her hands closed around me. She latched onto me completely, pulling me close to her and ending my assault. Her mouth opened, but no sound came out as her head began nodding crazily, beating itself against the pillow again and again.
I could feel her juices escaping around me now. I was pushing myself as deeply into her as I could, filling her for the duration of her crescendo, and her tunnel was gripping me tighter than I would’ve imagined. I held on, though, fighting off my own desire to join in her rapture until her head collapsed into the pillow, and the rest of her limbs released me slowly. I stayed inside her as I began softly kissing her face and neck.
After a few moments, I pushed myself up as Ashley crawled up onto the bed next to us. She kissed me, and I flexed inside Kim, causing her to spasm lightly. She then bent down to kiss Kim. I extracted myself from Kim, and she jerked and sighed into Ashley’s mouth as I collapsed on my back on the side opposite Ashley, closing my eyes for a short rest.
Ashley asked, “How are you doing, Baby?” I was pretty sure she was talking to Kim, so I didn’t respond.
Soon, I heard Kim answer sluggishly, “I’m really great.” I chuckled to myself at her drunken demeanor. There was movement on the bed, and I gasped lightly when I felt Ashley’s mouth upon my still hard member. She wrapped her lips around the underside of my shaft and slid upward to take me into her mouth.
She circled my tip with her tongue before drawing me in completely, stripping Kim’s juices from me. She sucked hungrily, and I wasn’t confident I could endure her talents for long, especially after having just weathered Kim’s storm. Mercifully, she withdrew and began tenderly lapping up the remainder of Kim’s fluids.
Kim rolled over and kissed me as Ashley cleaned me. She started delicately, seemingly sharing her recovery from the euphoria I’d freed inside her. Soon, though, our passion was reignited as we longingly dove into each others mouths.
She moved Ashley from my manhood, whispering into my ear, “I want you to come in me.” My heart leapt as she straddled me again, hurriedly this time, and sank me into her sex as quickly as she could manage. We both shuddered this time before she started her brutal assault. I looked at her in time to watch her begin bouncing on me frantically, and Ashley’s face floated into mine to kiss me passionately. Kim alternated between bouncing and riding and grinding as she watched Ashley kiss me.
Ashley rose up and told Kim, “Stop for a second,” before facing her and reaching a leg over my head to bring her sex down on my mouth. No sooner had she come to rest than Kim began grinding on me again, and I worked my tongue frenziedly through her folds.
Ashley’s demand for my attention help distract me from the sexy crazy mess that was Kim springing upon my manhood. Kim soon relented, and I could hear muffled moaning over me. I was plunging my tongue with ferocity, focusing on Ashley’s pleasure to distract me from my own, but when Kim slowed on me, I started picturing the passion the two girls were sharing over me, and I began to lose the fight.
I called into Ashley’s sex as I erupted into Kim’s. I thrust myself upward, planting my seed as deeply as I could manage as Kim pushed down on me hard, her walls squeezing me again. I was insane, suffocating as I pulled Ashley hard onto my face, blindly stabbing my tongue at her. Kim spasmed on me as I came, and I could feel her body shaking softly upon me in an aftershock.
I was dizzy and on the verge of tears before I released Ashley from my mouth, twisting my head away for air. She carefully removed herself from my head as I gasped for breath. She looked at me with mild concern, her hand gently massaging my chest, but as soon as I’d recovered my wits, I reached for Kim and pulled her to me, kissing her furiously.
Finally, I was spent, and I fell to pieces on the bed. My eyes now closed, I sensed the girls kissing, Kim still impaled upon me, but not for much longer. I felt her slip from me and move to Ashley, and I became vaguely aware of Ashley being pleasured by Kim as I passed out.
XXII. I had to pee.
The room was dimly lit by the lamp on the nightstand, and I was alone. I weakly got myself up onto the floor and made my way to the bathroom. I was covered in dried sex and still tasted Ashley on my mouth, and I laughed softly at my condition. I wondered where the girls were, and I considered putting on a pair of shorts before remembering I had no idea where my clothes were, and I laughed again.
I left to find them, grabbing the almost full glass of wine Kim had abandoned on the dresser on my way past. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I heard them talking softly. I found the girls in the kitchen, clothed again. Ashley was sitting at the bar, and Kim stood across from her, each with a half-empty glass of milk and the plate of cookies planted neatly between them.