A Last Hurrah (Conclusion!)

“I dunno,” Tom hesitated. He’d just heard Tiff’s final dare, and the conflict was clear on his otherwise red and exerted face.

“Don’t be a fucking pussy,” Tiff said to him over her shoulder. “Instead, fuck my pussy.”

I, for my part, was shocked and a little flabbergasted. I didn’t know what to think. Hell, I didn’t know if I would be able to do what she’d asked either.

It was Sarah who made the decision for Tom, in the end. She stopped making out with Miranda long enough to turn over her shoulder. “Tom, if you do it, I’ll let you and Matt give me my first DP next.”

‘Firsts’ for Sarah were probably few and far between.

“Alright, alright,” Tom acquiesced. He pulled out of Tiff’s ass, and I went and got the washcloth and threw it at him, and he wiped off his cock.

“Do it,” Tiff told him. “Slow and steady. Double stuff my cunt.”

“I never really agreed to this,” Matt grunted with a grimace underneath her.

“Shut up, Meat,” Tiff said, and lowered herself down to his chest, pressing her tits to him and kissing him deeply.

It presented the proper target to Tom, and with a sigh and a look like he was crossing himself and swearing he wasn’t gay, he pressed his cock to Tiff’s pussy right alongside Matt’s.

Now, I wasn’t in a spot to see it happen properly. Or really at all. There was a whole lot of body going on for me to actually see it. I definitely knew when he got inside her though, because he let out a little grunt and gasp, and Tiff raised her head from kissing Matt and howled in a shrill squeak with her eyes squeezed closed. She blinked hard twice, and then let loose a chesty, growly, “Uuuugh.”

Then she looked at me, standing sort of just off to the front of her, and she slowly opened her mouth again and stuck out her tongue. Silently asking me to feed her my cock.

“God damn,” I muttered, and stepped forward and fed it to her.

It was a long few minutes as Tiff took two cocks in her pussy and slurped around me. I sort of decided to say ‘fuck it’ and I pulled out of her mouth and slapped my spittle-covered cock down on her face. “How’s it feel?” I asked her.

“Hurts so gooood,” Tiff moaned, shaking her face from side to side to get her own spit all over her.

“Don’t tell me, you slut,” I said. “Tell them.”

I backed away, and Tiff began immediately rambling to Matt and Tom about how good they were doing. She promised that if they could come at the same time, she’d let them come over and fuck her whenever she was home. Leaving them to that mess of a promise, I went back over to the girls. Miranda was laid out on the deck chair, with Sarah now sucking on her boobs and Nicole still kneeling between her legs and eating her out.

I couldn’t help myself. I had a mission I wanted to accomplish, but Nicole's pussy was right there so I sidled up behind her and ran my spittle-covered cock up and down her lips. She nearly jumped, and looked back over her shoulder in a panic, but saw me and immediately softened and then pushed her hips back at me, helping me dip into her cunt.

I went balls deep in two strokes and fucked her for a long minute as I leaned over her and kissed her shoulder blades, fucking down at her in a proper ‘dog’ position. But I did have a mission. I had one place where I wanted my last load of the party to go.

Shifting around the three, I got behind Sarah and at my first touch, she knew what I wanted. She was already leaning over the side of the deck chair to get to Miranda’s tits, and she raised one leg to rest her knee on the edge of the chair and arched her back to spread herself for me. I found her pussy easily with my fingers, stroking her slick lips and feeling her warmth, then lined up and entered her with my cock.

“Oh, fuuuuck,” Sarah groaned happily as I pushed all the way in. She left Miranda’s tit and kissed her again. “Babe, your boyfriend is a good fuck.”

“We’re not- we haven’t-” Miranda stammered, blushing as she looked at me in a panic.

“Please,” Sarah scoffed. “I could hear you guys talking. You’re going to date. So either he’s your boyfriend after the first date, or I’m stealing him to be my second one alongside Matt.”

“You’re going to date Matt?” I asked.

“Are you kidding me? With a cock like that?” Sarah laughed. “I might marry the guy.”

I snorted and hoped that whatever might come out of that would be for the good of Matt in the end.

I fucked Sarah. Miranda grinned and bit her lip as she was eaten out by Nicole and her tits were sucked by her redhead friend. She blew me a kiss, and I did one better by leaning over and kissing her properly.

“Are you going to come inside her?” Miranda asked me.

Sarah moaned at that.

“You should. Fill her with your cream. Stuff her with it,” Miranda encouraged me.

I groaned, and came, releasing inside of Sarah as deep as I could, feeling her ass clench as she went through her own small orgasm in reply.

“Next time you need to come in her mouth, too,” Miranda laughed quietly. “You didn’t spread them out evenly. Two in her ass, one in her pussy. She’s got a great mouth too, you know.”

“Next time?” I asked.

Miranda blushed and nodded. “I mean, not all the time. She’s not going to be another Nicole, so I have to say when. OK?”

“Definitely OK,” I grinned, and kissed her again.

I pulled out of Sarah, who moaned happily and turned and kissed me herself. “Looking forward to ‘next time,’ stud,” she grinned. “But right now I think my next time is a date with those two cocks over there as soon as I can get them hard again.”

“Be safe,” I said, patting her ass.

“Always,” she giggled and winked at me.

Nicole sat up on her haunches and looked at me and Miranda. “I think I suck at eating pussy,” she said. “I didn’t get you off once, did I?”

Miranda shrugged. “I’m extra turned on, is that good enough? Honestly, I mostly get full orgasms from insertion and my g-spot. We can work on it.”

“We can?” Nicole asked.

“You don’t want to?” Miranda asked back.

Nicole blushed.

“Alright, you two,” I said. “I think we should get out of here while the getting is good. What do you guys like for breakfast?”

“What?” Nicole asked. “It’s not that late, John.”

“Yeah, but I’m taking you both back to my place,” I said. “And I’m cooking you breakfast tomorrow.”

Miranda grinned and looked at Nicole, who broke into a grin herself as well. “As long as breakfast is getting served with a side of fresh sausage, I’m game,” Miranda said.

“I am too,” Nicole said, biting the tip of her tongue playfully.

“Good,” I said, offering them both a hand to help them stand. “Because we have some work to do. Miranda needs a proper fucking, and I need my shot at sucking on those pretty tits of yours Nicole. And that’s just tonight.”

Nicole and Miranda both took my hands, and the three of us were grinning like fools as we headed over to the sitting area to find our clothes.

Meanwhile, Tiff was laying face down in the grass, leaking cum from her abused pussy, as Tom and Matt panted sitting next to each other on their asses as Sarah went back and forth between them, sucking their cocks and talking dirty. I figured my roommate was going to stay the night.

“Come on, John,” Nicole said, calling me back from staring at the new threesome that was developing. She had her sweater and shoes on, and was holding the rest of her clothes in a bundle. “I’ll give you road head on the way back to your place.”

I laughed and followed the two into the house. This Afterparty had changed my life.

The End

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