No problem, dude!

"Sure, man," you say, nudging Tommy with your elbow. "No problem, dude!" The two sisters haven't moved while you had your deep philosophical conversation with your buddy. They both still have yawning open mouths, big outstretched tongues, and webs of sticky fuck-slime smeared across their faces. Just to hammer home the point, you sneer and use your thumbs to press your big, fat cock down onto Mel's cheek. You swivel your hips so that your wet cocks slides across both of their faces, smearing throat goop and buttery spunk with it.

Tommy laughs and gets in the spirit, and soon he's doing it too. Both cocks slide across the girl's faces, crossing until they're perpendicular and then back until they're parallel. Your greedy cocks are like windshield wipers, smearing off the mess on the girls' faces somewhat and leaving webs of the stuff in their hair, trailing down their cheeks, and wrapped around your cocks. Sometimes Tommy's cock slips under yours on the way to Mel's face, and sometimes it's yours that slides over his when your wiping it toward Rachel. It's such a spit and cum soaked mess on those faces that the whole affair is super slippery.

For their part, the girls are good, probably enjoying this brief respite of not having their necks ****. They stay with their mouths wide, tongues out, Rachel upside down hanging over the bed, and Melanie sitting on the floor with her back against it. "Damn, dude," says Tommy, taking a break. He holds his big hard dick up in his fist and lets the accumulated mess dangle off his cock in thick ribbons down to their faces. "Ahh," they still gurgle from time to time. "Our cocks are sloppy as hell."

"You're right, man," you agree, holding yours up beside his. It gives your caveman brain no end to satisfaction that your cock stretches out two inches further than Tommy's. You pat yourself on the back again for making such a smart decision. It's true that both cocks are now a pair of sloppy messes, having gathered up most of the facefucking byproduct. The girls' faces now seem just glistening wet and slimy instead of buried under thick layers. Rachel's even managed to get an eye open, though one of her's still remains glued shut.

"We'd better clean them off," says Tommy, eyeing the two open mouths with a devilish smile.

"Hey Melanie," you taunt. "You got my dick totally messy. Better clean it off." Tommy laughs at your brilliant humor.

"Yeah dude! Rachel, you can clean mine!"

You and Tommy both pierce the mouths of your respective cum dump in tandem. It doesn't do much good as far as the pretense of cleanliness, though, as most of the sludge slathered on your dicks gets pushed off my their lips as you enter. There's a bit of eye widening and sputtering gags as both you and your buddy hilt your cocks in the girls faces. Your hips are still both touching, all the way down, until you've totally sheathed your cocks in their throats. There you rest and share a laugh with Tommy. The girls struggle a little, but their resistance seems to be mostly broken, especially Rachel. Mel needs a firm hand on her shoulder to keep her in place.

Rachel's throat bulges out, and you feel like you can see an exact outline of Tommy's horny cock head in the bottom of her throat. "Woa dude, is that your dick?" You say, reaching out to press down on it with your forefinger.

Tommy groans and his muscles tense. "Fuck! Yes dude, jeez! Her throat is really broken in." He puts his fists on the bed and his hips begin little short involuntary thrusts. It sounds like Rachel's strangling, but she hardly struggles. Melanie is pounding her fist on your hip, begging you to let her breathe. You don't really care about that, but it does remind you how long you've been having your conversation.

Both you and Tommy pull out as one, giving the sisters a moment to cough and blow their cum bubbles. Rachel's throat involuntarily spurts down over her face. It looks like Tommy's dick has been oozing a lot of precum. You keep your cockhead between Mel's lips, so she blows her froth out around it. Tommy lays his cock against the side of Melanie's nose. It's glossy and shining in the light, soaked with spit. Thick, gooey precum burbles out of the tip across the bridge of Melanie's nose and slowly slides down her cheek.

"Let me in Melanie's face, dude," begs Tommy.

"Fine, here," you say, _popping _your cock out to make room for the overeager Tommy. You slap your messy cock down over his so that the tip can rest on Rachel's tongue, which she's kept out like a good girl. Maybe she really is broken, you think. Maybe we throat fucked her into a good cum dump.

From this angle, with your cocks crossed and each going into the girl on the other side of you, you can't go very deep. Thrusts are shallow. Tommy's cock bulges out Melanie's cheek, prying her mouth open and making her look fucking stupid. You're doing the same to Rachel on the other side. Her tongue still sticks out of her mouth as you push into her cheek, and this picture really makes her look like a mind-broken cock ****. You briefly wonder if that's good or bad.

Tommy and you find your rhythm, or rather, your lack of one. Clumsily and greedily the two of you spend the next half an hour in a frenzied and haphazard hump session. Each standing where you are at the edge of the bed, you switch mouths, fuck faces, pull out, and jab your dicks at the two sisters' heads hoping to find a hole to pummel for a few strokes before pulling out and doing it again. At one point, you and Tommy are both fucking Rachel's mouth, cocks crossed in an X that bulges out both her cheeks while she, cross-eyed, blows bubbles between them. At another, you find your clumsy dick just fucking the spit-and-cum lubed gap between their two heads. It feels so good, you didn't even notice.

Melanie is _gacking _up a storm every time you or Tommy manage to fuck a full thrust down her throat, but Rachel is just burbling like some kind of brain dead fuck toy. It's almost like you fucked her whole mind away and she's just back to having the brain of a baby. Their faces are a mess again; with all the swapping and cock slapping you and Tommy have been doing, your dicks have dragged webs of spit and drizzling ropes of precum this way and that.

With the pace you're working up, it's clear both of you are about ready to cum. You know you are, and Tommy is quivering and shaking like he's trying his best to hold it back. You decide to be merciful- to Tommy.

"Ok Tommy, let's soak 'em!"

"Y... Yeah!..." he pants breathlessly.