Fun with Sybil and Melody (part 2)

You’re surprised how quickly Melody gets you hard again. Her blowjobs have really improved since joining the household. She tackles your wilted cock with enthusiasm sucking the remnants of yours, hers and Sybil’s juices from it. No part of your cock or balls is safe from her tongue. When she deems you hard enough, she crawls over your body. She kisses you, and whilst engaged engulfs your manhood with her sex.

“You’re keen.”

“I need to enjoy you while I can?”

“While you can?” you ask confused.

“Will you still be fucking me when I’m fat with your child?”

“Are you worried about that? Don’t be. I love you. I’ll be fucking you as long as you want me to be fucking you. When you’re fat with my child. When your hair is white and your tits sag. Whatever happens. The only one who decides when we stop is you. All I want to do is give you pleasure.”

“Is that true for all of us?” Sybil’s question comes from your side. You turn your head to look at her. She’s lying there, the wash of pleasure and exhaustion still clear in her face.

“You know it is.” And to emphasise that fact you lean over and kiss her. In response Melody wiggles her ass, and the muscles of her pussy grip and slide over your shaft. You turn back to her. “You want to be fucked? Start riding.” Melody doesn’t need any more encouragement.

You watch her bouncing up and down on your shaft. She pauses to wiggle, flexing her stomach. You let out a groan of your own satisfaction. Then Sybil’s face is before you, leaning in to kiss and smother you with her lips. As you kiss your hands roam her body, feeling her breasts, rubbing her belly, reaching down to tickle her snatch.

Time loses meaning. All you feel is pleasure. Melody’s tight pussy first sliding up and down, then wiggling, whatever it’s doing sending jolts of joy through you. Sybil’s lips tasty and active and wrestling with your own. Sybil’s hands roaming your chest. Your hands fondling her clit. You’re moaning. Melody’s shrieking. Sybil’s groaning. You’re lost in it all. Until you can’t hold on and you shoot a load into Melody. Melody shudders and shrieks in accepting it. Her arms and legs are all over the place. Sybil detaches from you to watch, and then to wrap her naked body around Melody’s naked body. They both collapse on top of you.

You embrace them both. You feel their hot flesh pressed against yours. You hear their panting in sync with your own exhausted breath. You feel the dying embers of Melody’s orgasm as your dick slowly wilts inside her. When you finally disengage you kiss them both. Melody doesn’t notice. Sybil purrs in joy.

“You a cat now?” you ask her.

“I’ll be whatever you want me to be, if you do to me what you’ve just done to Melody.”

You roll over on top of Sybil and kiss her passionately. Your lips drift from her lips to her earlobe, which you nibble. Then down to her neck, which you suck. You slowly descend to her breasts. You take a nipple in your teeth, and you playfully bite it. She shudders and squeals in mock pain. Your tongue runs round her areola. Then you slide your mouth over to her other breast and repeat the option. You keep swapping between them. All the time your right hand runs down her stomach, finds her sex and plays with her folds. After a while your mouth descends to join it.

Sybil’s cries of pleasure are incapable of rousing Melody where she lies. So instead you lap at Sybil’s pussy, running your tongue through her folds, kissing her clit, your fingers exploring the interior of her cunt. When she cums you don’t stop. You carry on licking and kissing and fingering until your jaw aches from all the action. How many orgasms she’s had you didn’t bother to count. You know she lost count after the first one.

Your kisses climb back up her body to her face. “Is that what you want?” She shakes her head. “No, I want what Melody had.”

“This?” you ask. Your cock has hardened while you pleasured her. Now it slides easily back into her sex. You never have any problem penetrating Sybil.

“That’s it,” she exclaims. “That’s it. That’s it. That’s it.” Her cries grow in volume as you start to thrust. Melody stirs on the bed. You look over. Her blue eyes are watching you. She licks her lips but doesn’t move.

You offer Sybil no respite. Instead, you thrust into her, driving yourself until your balls slap her ass. You grab her legs and lift them up, raising her pussy to increase the angle of your thrust. When you get the angle right, she howls her joy. You can feel her orgasms through your cock. You can see her orgasms in her uncontrolled shudders. You can hear her orgasms in her incoherent cries. You’re bathed in sweat. She’s swathed in sweat. A glance over and you see Melody watching you in awe. You don’t stop thrusting until you release. And Sybil, who is normally more controlled, is now dancing the same incoherent dance that Melody performed before.