Ask Her to Join the Girls

“No.” you said. Clicking your fingers into a point in the direction of your entertainment, you told her. “Get that ass to work.”

“Right away, sir!” she spoke up as she threw her shirt on the floor of the kitchen.

To your pleasant surprise, she was braless, and her tits were nice to say the least. The three girls all worked their bodies the best they could for you as you continued to stroke your cock.

About a minute later, you decided to plow these hoes. You pulled your pants from off your ankles and pitched them to the side. Without a word, you ripped Trish’s thong off and penetrated her ass like it was nobody’s business. Her asshole was tight around your cock, and it you realized that getting some ass for real was long overdue.

"Do you like my asshole, sir?” she innocently whispered looking over, puppy-eying you.

”Oh, Trisha.” you moaned in ecstasy. “I love it so fucking much.”

The other two took that as a cue to get naked and threw their undergarments to the side. And once again, you had a dastardly idea.

"Nuh uh. That’s not good enough, girls.”

You scooped up their underwear and propped the window open. Just as the wind made it’s introduction, you pitched all their clothes into the street about a dozen stories below.

“All of you, get the fuck against that window.”

The blood was pumping harder than ever now, and alpha male might be an understatement at this moment.

All three of them scurried over to the window, propping up with their faces toward the view, and their booties lined up for you temptingly. Kara’s ass wiggled with enthusiasm, so you made your way to door number one.

“Oh fuck!” she cried as you pushed into her ass like a savage. You drove yourself in and out, harder with each and every sweaty thrust of your throbbing cock. You glanced over to Abi and Trish, as you then noticed that they were both masturbating anxiously, eagerly waiting their turns to be ravaged.

You shot your voice at them without skipping a beat in Kara’s asshole. “Did I say you cunts could do that?”

Both of them whipped their hands behind their backs.

"No, sir!” squeaked, Abi.
“We’re so sorry, sir!” Trish contributed.

“Beg for it, you sluts.” you ordered

“Sir, may I please rub my-"BEG FOR IT"!

"OH GOD, SIR PLEASE LET US RUB OUR FUCKING PUSSIES! WE NEED IT SO FUCKING BAD!"

Just then you spun Kara around and sat her up on the window sill while you starting fucking her almost silky pussy. You began to kiss so hard that your tongues were making love themselves. You **** Kara down and rammed your cock into her already awaiting mouth.

“FUCK, WOULD YOU PLEASE LET ME FINGER MY CUNT, SIR?!”

“Both of you. Finger each other now. NOW.”

“Yes! Whatever you want, sir!” gasped Trish.

Just as you swore Kara was going to pass out from sucking your cock like such a champ, you pulled her up from her obedient knees and pressed her naked body up to yours in a beautiful symmetry.

“What are you good for?” you asked.

"Sir, I am nothing more than a fuckdoll meant to serve you. If I am not pleasing you, than my purpose is not being fulfilled.”

"And what can I do with you?”

“Whatever you want sir.” she whimpered. “Nothing makes me happier than being your cumdump. My holes are open whenever, and wherever, sir.”

Her words were like poetry, accompanied by a choir of feminine wails and sexually charged profanities from Abi and Trish.

You stood Abigail back up and pushed her against the wall into her original position, as you fucked her silly while gazing over Vancouver, or your soon to be Sex Utopia. Trish stood next to her, fingering herself and practically eating her bottom lip, while you commanded Kara to give you the best rimjob she could.

Kara raced her face into your ass immediately. Her tongue was like heaven grazing all over you. “Anything for you. Your wish is my command."

“Oh, shit. I’m gonna cum!” you bellowed.

“Cum wherever you like. This is more your body than it is mine, sir!”

The three of them huddled around your massive member just as you told them to. Just then, humongous strands of cum jumped out of your dick like cliff divers jumping into a sea of tits. Serpentine threads of cum painted all over their faces and bodies, before they almost sacramentally exchanged it orally.

You took a second to catch your breath while the three vixens cuddled in a blanket of spunk below you. You peered out over the city and viewed it as one giant playground, as you once more, slowly drew back the corners of your mouth and smiled wide.