April and Zara kind of feed off each other

“You look so pretty with my boyfriend’s mammoth cock in you,” April snickered. “Almost like he’s fucking the snark right out of you.”

Whatever Zara’s answer was, she mumbled it so you couldn’t hear - mostly because her mouth was primarily occupied with sucking on April’s tits.

The blowjob - or blowjobs? Was two women trading off giving you a blowjob one singular blowjob, or two? - had been fantastic. Not that you’d ever had a bad blowjob, but after the teasing you’d gotten earlier the two of them had seemingly decided to treat you to some very personal attention. Zara acted like she was **** for every taste of you, both during the blowjob and while making out, and was also horny as hell as she practically humped your leg and ground her pussy against it as she sucked your cock. At least while you were kissing her you could get your hands involved, making her needy little whines turn into pleased hums.

April, meanwhile, seemed to be trying to rise to some sort of challenge. You weren’t sure if she and Zara had made a bet or something, but she was going all out from the start, and she used every trick she had. Particularly her breasts. She titty fucked you after letting her spittle drool into her cleavage. She got your hands all over them when Zara was taking her turn sucking you off. A part of you wondered if maybe she was trying to remind you of what she offered after you’d gotten that look at Margot, but she didn’t need to. April was an absolute Goddess, even if she wasn’t some tall, blonde cheerleader. Or cowgirl, in this case.

Zara had seemed to want to suck your orgasm right out of you, and the two of them had you well on your way there, but April had other ideas. The first glorious position had been you leaning back on the couch while your girlfriend had straddled your lap and slowly sat down on your cock before bouncing on it slowly and encouraging you to play with her tits again. That position felt amazing, even if you had big moments of ‘Fuck I’m fat’ thrown in there since you were sort of looking down at her body pressed to yours. Those got wiped away by the sheer nasty pleasure when April pulled Zara down to her knees behind your girlfriend and got the redhead to suck on your balls while she bounced and swivelled on your cock.

That did pull your first orgasm out of you, and at speed, as April laughed in delight while you filled her pussy to overflowing and Zara began to lap up the spillage, uncaring if she was licking it off of cock or labia. And April hadn’t let up, keeping you hard as she continued to grind on you until you finally grunted because you needed a moment because your cock was so sensitive. You lifted her off you as she giggled and flopped onto the couch next to you, and had to practically fight Zara to keep her from sucking the taste of her best friend off of your cock.

That had led to April summoning Zara up to make out with her as the redhead knelt on the floor and April leaned forward. They knew what they were doing and even though they were clearly enjoying it anyway, they started to make a show of it as Zara kissed down to April’s cleavage, then April pulled her lips back up so that she could slide a hand down between them and rub Zara’s pussy.

The short break had been enough for you, and since Zara liked it when you got a little more… forceful felt like the wrong word, so maybe it was ‘hands-on,’ you stood up from the couch and picked her up bodily by her waist and hips and brought her around to the side of the couch, bending her over it. She’d reached back eagerly and spread her butt cheeks, but you’d made her wait a little longer as you knelt behind her and started eating her out. Once again you found that Zara wasn’t as easy to please as April - not because she didn’t want to be pleased, but simply because she needed more, and slower, instead of the fast action that April liked. So you took your time, and you knew that April had shifted on the couch and was keeping Zara’s attention busy with something else.

You had to guess it took a good fifteen minutes for the little shudder and clench of her body signalling the redhead’s first orgasm.

That was the signal you’d been waiting for and you stood up, finding that April had indeed kept Zara’s mouth busy as she had the redhead eating her out, one leg thrown up and hooked over the back of the couch and the other curled over Zara’s pale back. April grinned at you and moaned softly, cupping her tits and thumbing her nipples. The look in her eyes wasn’t a call for you though, and was encouragement to take care of her best friend.

So you’d palmed Zara’s ass, spread one cheek and gotten your cock into position, then squeezed into Zara’s tight confines.

“Oh, you fucking donkey dick motherfucker,” Zara had groaned. Loudly. Maybe almost a shout.

Hopefully not loud enough to be heard one apartment over.

After your first time with her, you were now used to the fact that Zara’s insult-compliments were not asking you to stop, and you slowly fed more and more of your cock into her, letting her adjust as you went, until you bottomed out in her with a couple of inches remaining. While you’d been concentrating on that process and how her beautiful, flushed pussy lips looked stretched around the shaft of your cock and clung to you with every move, April had shifted so that she was more under Zara, cradling the redhead to her bosom. Which was how Zara had ended up muffled as she sucked on April’s tits and you started to fuck her from behind.

“Go just a little faster, Ollie,” April encouraged me. “She can take it, even if she does have a pussy that can only barely take your cock.”

“Fmmuh Ymmf,” Zara mumbled, a little more clearly a ‘Fuck you’ to her friend’s teasing.

You took your time, though you did speed up a little. Realistically you had to wonder why you could last so long with Zara, or in these threesomes at all - you weren’t exactly experienced with sex yet, despite what you were currently doing. It hadn’t been all that long, or all that many experiences, since you’d lost your virginity. You kind of had to put it down to the fact that, since most of your time had been with April, and before that you’d only gotten off with your own hand, the slower pace with Zara was pleasurable as hell but not quick to drive you into your orgasm.

Zara’s second orgasm, just a touch bigger than the last, rippled through her and then she let out a contented sigh into April’s cleavage. She lifted her head then, giving her best friend a kiss. “You want another turn?” she offered.

“You keep going, babe,” April grinned, sliding her fingers through Zara’s hair and getting it out of her face. “You need a good and thorough dicking, remember? I already got filled up once. Now it’s your turn.”

“Fuuuuck,” Zara groaned, shimmying her hips as you continued to slowly stroke in and out of her. She looked back at you with soft eyes. “God, you fucking baseball bat-cocked giant softie, do whatever you fucking want to me.”

You smiled and kissed your fingers, leaning forward to bring them to her and pressing them to her lips. She kissed your fingertips back, then rolled her eyes at how corny it was.

“You can get back to wedging that tongue up inside me though,” April grinned as she shifted back a little to get Zara’s head back into a good spot to do just that. “At least as long as my boyfriend is permanently rearranging your guts.”

“It better be permanent, I don’t want it to take so long to get him all the way inside me next time,” Zara murmured as she turned back to her friend and leaned down to get her lips on her, arching her back as she did it to give you that much more easy access to her.

Then her third orgasm started to simmer to the surface.

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