After the clean up

"I can't believe how thick our sperm was..." Ariel groaned as she fell onto the sofa downstairs, naked as all of us were, as she ruined all the wearable clothing jerking off.

Bella drooped down on the other side of the sofa. "All goopy and sticky, like glue..."

Sat between them, I slumped in deep, sniffing the lusty musk that clung to my hands. It clogged the senses, stirred the brain, made me a little fuzzy. I hope I wasn't getting horny, especially when I only finished my jerking session only an hour ago.

"Hey," Ariel said as she turned to me and Bella. "Did you guys...you know...have a tingling in your belly while you were Jacking it?"

I turned my head to the tan girl who had an odd look on her face.

"Did you?" Bella asked from behind me.

Ariel moved her mouth about, coughed, and gave a curt nod. She placed a hand on her stomach. "It felt...empty? I think."

"Then I did too," Bella said, then placed a hand on my shoulder as she and Ariel looked at me.

I blinked, sighed and nodded. "Same here."

Silence hung between us for a time. As it dragged on, the heat rose. As it rose, the more glances I stole at Ariel's and Bella's bodies, and I was sure they did the same to me and each other.

"Did either of you have the chance to play with that part yet?" Bella was the first to ask.

"No," Ariel and I said at once. "Have you?"

Bella shook her head.

"Would you like to mess around with it?" I asked, knowing that she did, since I did myself, having been one person not too long ago.

Bella cleared her throat. "Of course, I do. I know you both do too."

Ariel gave a meek nod and I agreed.

"What are we going to do about that then?" Bella asked, crossing her arms under her breasts.

Ariel and I looked at each other, narrowed our eyes at one another, then turned back to Bella.

"Well, I don't want to get fucked," we both said, though under my breath, and no doubt hers, I whispered: "yet."

"And neither do I," Bella nodded. "That means fingers, doesn't it?"

"It does," I said. "Not too big and fully in control."

"Exactly," Bella grinned.

"Go into the garden then?" Ariel thumbed back to the backdoor.

For a moment, my brain flashed with the image of the three of us spread out on the grass, watching each other fingering ourselves, moaning and cumming all over the place. If that thought occurred to me, it occurred to the others too.

"We can't keep cleaning the bathroom or bedroom when we make messes, so it makes sense we go outside and do it," Bella blushed a little. "Outside from now on."

"I can't exactly wait while one of you take care of yourself, since that could take ages, so..."

"We all go at once," I said, and stood up, my cock half-erect from staring at beautiful bodies and horny thoughts through my skull.

Ariel gave a bashful smile as Bella gulped, her face still flushed crimson as they stood up and followed.

Outside, all three of us each found a nice place in the garden to have our own privacy. I was behind the apple tree, Ariel by the pear tree, and Bella between the rose bushes.

My cock, huge and throbbing to full mast, I pushed my churning cum factories aside as I place fingers at my new little entrance. A tingle ran through me when I felt the wetness there, a little moan escaped my lips. Daring closer to sinking in, my legs shook, and my body shivered with the alien pleasure. When I pushed in, I let out a loud moan, one that mingled in with Ariel's and Bella's.

It seemed too much, hearing such beautiful voices moan and pant on top of the new sensation of a pussy. I plunged the fingers in, my head afire with such strange pleasure, unable to think on anything else but a need to fill that emptiness that stirred. Wriggling the digits about, messy and clumsy, pumping in and out, building to a greater crescendo.

Then a dual release of something like pee out from my snatch and a rope of sperm shot from the tip of my cock.

Falling forward, brain bathed in the sweetness of release, I lay for a time, drowsy until after an hour, I stood and walked back to the house.

On one side, wobbled Ariel, who seemed drunker than a night of a pub-crawl. On the other, shuffling like a zombie, her face blank with bliss, was Bella. I struggled to open the door a few times, till at last I flung it wide and entered with the others. From there, we wandered to the sofa, legs too tired to climb the stairs, and dozed off, bundled together.