Main course (Part 2)

While we got our bearings back, Sarah remained on top of me and I freely let my hands roam her body. I caressed her legs at my sides and planted gentle kisses on her cheek and her collarbone. I cupped one of her breasts and rubbed her nipple with my thumb.

After finally coming from putting it in, I felt like a million bucks. There was a comfortable tingling along my entire body, and after the head spinning had stopped, my mind was as clear as if I’d reached nirvana itself.

Okay, maybe I’m exaggerating there, but I really did feel abnormally content. I got that annoying urge out of my system. Life is good, sex is amazing and I love these girls with everything that I am.

“Sarah, that was pathetic,” Mila told her, plopping on the couch next to us and teasing Sarah while poking her shoulder and smirking at her. “You talked big and fell over in a second. I thought you had strong legs.”

“Ugh, shut up…” Sarah shivered once more, kissed me on the lips and turned to Mila. “That had NOTHING to do with strong legs. I came immediately and my brain just short-circuited. Barely felt my arms. Fuck.” She shook her head. “Oliver, baby… That was amazing. Let’s never play this waiting game again. Holy hell…”

I laughed as Sarah struggled to get off of me. She practically rolled to the side and sank on the couch. “I don’t know, this was almost worth it,” I told her.

“Oh? Are you satisfied, then? Should we pack up and leave?”

I turned to look at Grace, who was climbing onto the stage in front of the couch and grabbing the dance pole. Holding onto it with one hand, she walked in circles until she had her back to me. She then bent over, and while she continued holding the pole with one hand, she ran the other over her butt.

I almost wanted to tease her back and pretend that I really was ready to leave, but honestly, I like these games Grace plays, and I was happy to let myself be pulled along.

I rose from my seat again, invigorated. If anything, the only discomfort I felt was the suit I was wearing. It was getting sweaty from body heat alone. Then girls might like it, but I had to get it off.

I took off and threw aside the jacket and the tie, doing the same with my pants immediately after. Seeing Diana going to pick them up and folding them made me regret doing it. Kept the red shirt on for the moment, but I undid the first three buttons. Already felt more refreshed.

I stepped onto the small stage, keeping my eyes on Grace’s ass and seeing her now spread her pussy with her thumb and her index finger. She was literally dripping, drops of her juices either falling on the floor or running down her inner thighs.

“Grace?” I started, rubbing the length of my cock against her clit. It also ended up poking her stomach.

She swallowed hard, and her voice got shaky. “Y-Yes?”

“Why are you so wet?” I asked innocently.

“Because I’ve also been waiting for this for over two weeks,” she said. “Because you looked really sexy in that suit at prom. Because Alice went first and I had to sit there and imagine her swallowing your dick, Because I just watched you fuck Sarah like the stalion you are and can’t wait to get my share.”

I gently fondled one of her ass cheeks. Grace really had a perfectly plump butt. I teased her some more by only pressing the tip of my dick against her entrance. “Should I put it in? It’s still dirty with a mix of my cum and Sarah’s juices. I didn’t clean up.”

“Mmm, are you kidding? All the more reason to. Give me that nasty thing, love.”

Without another warning I went hard and deep inside her. There was a single clap as my hips met her ass. Grace flinched and her back arched, but she didn’t come.

Like Sarah, her pussy felt hot and tight, more so than usual. Really, I wasn’t the only one pent up and looking forward to tonight. I didn’t move, instead staying still for a solid moment, really taking in the feeling of Grace’s pussy. Then, I asked her, “Should I move or would you like to do it?”

“Oh, let me,” she said, eager. She held the pole with both hands, let her head fall and began to grind her ass against me.

It was mesmerizing to watch and it felt every bit as good. Grace shook her hips with a slow yet steady rhythm, her movements fluid and sexy. She moaned in between deep breaths, then looked back at me with a big grin.

“How is it?”

I grinned back at her, gave her butt a harmless slap and ordered, “Faster.”

Grace licked her lips and began to move faster. The increased speed made her lose some coordination, but she didn’t stop. She also began to move back and forth, pushing her ass against me while I did nothing but stand there.

It was the moment she had her first orgasm that I made my move. As she was shaking from her climax, I grabbed her by the waist and began to thrust hard and fast. The clapping of our bodies meeting was loud and constant and it joined the moans and grunts we were making.

“Mmm! Mmm! Crap! Ooooh, yesss!”

Grace’s long hair hid her face, but I’d done it with her enough times to perfectly picture the kind of expression she was making.

Then something… interesting happened.

Alice and Sarah had made me come twice already. I felt refreshed and energized. Usually I’d last a lot longer after that, and I felt fully capable of it. And yet, when Grace came a second time, her body shaking and her legs almost giving in, I thought to myself it would be a good moment to come and fill her just as she was climaxing.

…

And I did.

It took me completely by surprise. I quite literally willed myself to orgasm on command. It felt good, not unlike any other orgasm, but it arrived without any warning or much buildup.

Grace’s knees gave up and she slowly lowered herself. I tried to set aside my own surprise to help her up. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deeply as I did, sloppily licking my lips as well.

“You okay?” I asked her.

“Always,” she said, giggling. “Mmm, that was just what I needed.”

“Yeah.”

Like I said, that felt good, but… I can’t say it didn’t leave me a little perplexed. Thankfully, it seemed nothing strange happened to Grace, so maybe I was just even more pent up than I imagined.

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