Gogo's turn

"It is most curious that the specimen has after all this vigorous sexual activity not been roused to ejaculation," Gina mused, playfully tilting Adam's erection at various angles.

"Okay, enough of the 'specimen' act," grumbled Heather. "Seriously, Adam, she has a point. Do you have some sort of permanent erection?"

Gina's face lit up at the very idea. "Hope spring eternal!"

Heather looked past the bed. "Speaking of hope springing ... "

The closet was open and Gogo approached. She had slipped into a gauzy lacy black garment, so loosely fitting as to be a "fits all" article of clothing, and even with her behemoth bosom it did barely manage to cling to her body with a slim semblance of modesty. Yet already it was coming apart as she drew near, simply because she no longer cared about covering herself. She was allowing it to slip right off her, her great soft full globes of mammary tissue peeking nakedly forth once more.

"I can't seem to help myself," she breathed. "I've been watching you, having sex with woman after woman after woman ... I can't help myself, I can't stop myself ... " The garment fell of her altogether and she flung herself onto Adam.

"Maybe the two want to be alone," Heather teased.

"Fuck that," said Gina. "Let's make ourselves some popcorn and check this out."

So it was that the twins sat to one side, like fanatical sports spectators, and quietly munched popcorn, softly talking and joking amongst themselves, as Gogo wantonly ravished Adam. Adam overheard Gin remarking that perhaps Flora was no longer the athlete of his harem, and he did have to wonder. At first glance, he would have thought that Gogo was slowed by her somewhat awkward bosom, but she was possessed of a lust so fresh, so young, so exuberant and selfless and total and absolute, that she was grabbing and rolling and clambering all over her man. She was bound and determined to get fucked, and get fucked she did, her vagina pistoning wildly over his manhood as she screeched her way to savage prehistoric cavegirl orgasm again and again and again, and then again. Adam for his part found himself time and again damn near suffocated to **** by her great voluptuous valley of cleavage slamming down upon his face, and yet he could not mind so much if only for the view.

"Give me you sperm," Gogo half-growled, half-gasped as she slobbered all over his rock-hard glans once more. "Oh, Adam, I need your sperm so bad," she whimpered, pleaded, begged. "Give it to me, Adam, fuck my mouth, fuck my mouth full of your sperm!"

That such a sweet sincere young woman, her tiny glimmering cross still hanging around her neck, could suddenly talk and act so slutty was at last too much for Adam to bear. He pushed his head back into the bed and actually felt his body arch upwards with **** new effort as his balls gave up a final shot of semen and his cock blasted into and onto Gogo's wet warm loving mouth.

"You have no idea how thankful I am to you for that," Adam told her.

"That goes for us too," remarked Gina. "This has been one very remarkable evening!"

Adam stood with a little difficulty, feeling a bit tender from all the ejaculating he had managed in just the past six or seven hours. "I really need to be getting home to my wives and kid," he said. He never pushed for his own departure before, but now he felt a pressing need for it, perhaps even for his very survival.

"Your wives and kid!?" Gogo remarked.

"He has to get home to his daughter and his three wives," Heather explained.

"And ... and ... you're going to fuck your three wives!?" Gogo's voice was aghast with awe.

"Probably not," Adam confessed.

"Although he could," Heather teased. "Sure! Adam could go right home and fuck all three of his wives, you bet."

"You're going home ... to fuck your three wives ... Ohhhh!" Gogo's eyes crossed and she plopped down right there on the bed.

Adam sighed. "So much for getting her home. Take care of her tonight and tomorrow, won't you? See she comes into work all right."

"We will do anything for the extremely interesting and educational Earth specimen," teased Gina.

"Enough, enough," groaned Heather, struggling a little with Gogo's inert body and wondering how to go about taking care of her.

(Originally posted to the BE Addventure by DruulEmpire)