Relief.

“Hmm!! Yes! Yes! You like that, love?”

“God, yes!”

Grace’s voice filled the hotel room. The large bed barely even creaked under us as my girlfriend rode my cock with two weeks’ worth of pent up desire.

I held her waist and watched her tits bounce as she brought her hips down on me over and over. Her pussy desperately squeezed my cock, sucking me in and making me believe it would melt in that furnace.

Grace arched her back, supported herself with her hands on my thighs and began rocking back and forth. “Mmmm! God, I love your cock!”

“You’re gonna make me come already,” I told her between gasps.

“Do it! Fill me, love! I need your cum sloshing inside me!”

The rush of my orgasm hit me like a truck. It was worth resisting the urge to masturbate all this time. Fuck, I came so hard I was seeing white.

Grace’s soft, quivering body fell on top of me. Our lips came together as if pulled to each other and our tongues met in a familiar dance. God, her lips were sweeter than honey.

“Why are your lips so tasty?” Grace half-mumbled in her post-orgasmic daze. It was like she was reading my mind.

“I was wondering the same. I don’t want to stop kissing you.”

Grace grinned into our kiss and caressed my cheek with the back of her fingers. After a couple of minutes, she rolled off of me with a heaving chest. “I need to use the bathroom now. Unless you’ve developed some brand new kinks in these past two weeks.”

I threw a pillow at her, and she caught it with a hearty laugh before she got off the bed. I got scared when I saw her almost lose her footing to wobbly legs, but she got a hold of herself quickly. I got off the bed as well and walked out to the private terrace.

To celebrate the end of midterms week, the girls and I made a special reservation at our love hotel of choice. They prepared everything so we four could use their most expensive suite for five hours. We almost wanted to make it an overnight stay, but doing so would involve a lot of lying to our families. Not to mention I still had to wake up early the next day for the gym and later work.

By this time, Thomas’ party probably hadn’t quite started yet. When he invited us and we all unanimously declined, he was a little disappointed. Isabelle was going, though.

When I stepped out into the roofed terrace, I caught sight of an interesting scene in the hot tub. Sarah and Mila were heaving their breasts and staring at each other’s chests.

“Are you sure they haven’t gotten bigger?” Mila asked Sarah.

“My bras still fit,” Sarah answered. “They might be a little tighter, but it could just be my imagination.”

“Can breasts grow after 18 years of age?” I asked, casually stepping into the tub.

“There are cases,” Sarah answered, moving closer to me. “And if hormone levels change, then they can grow even more.”

“Is that so?” I held Sarah’s tits and gave them a gentle squeeze.

“Would you rather I was a titty monster like Grace?” she asked me.

“I’ve told you. You’re perfect as you are.” I leaned down to kiss her cleavage, both to prove my point and because she had a very sexy cleavage.

“Mmmm. But you like them big, right?” Sarah moaned and moved her hand down to my cock. In the hot water, she stroked me slowly while I continued planting kisses on her chest, neck and lips.

“And you think yours are small?” I asked.

“I think she’s developing a bit of a complex,” Mila said, hugging me from behind and rubbing her own chest on my back.

“I’m not,” Sarah assured. “In fact, bigger tits would be a bother.”

During all the playful groping and caresses, we eventually ended up tangled in a three-way kiss. Mila’s tongue licked Sarah’s as much as it did mine. Their chests were pressed against mine, and my hands fondled their butts as we relaxed in the hot tub.

“Hey…” Mila spoke quietly. “Do you think we can finally try it today?”

“Oh shit!” Sarah laughed. “Finally going through with it?”

“If you’re going to,” Grace interjected, walking out onto the terrace in her birthday suit, “Remember to use lube AND a condom. Ass to pussy is a real danger, and I don’t think we’re done here.”

“Yeah.” I nodded. Thankfully, the hotel provided both.

Grace brought them to us. It’s… a bit shameful to admit I had trouble putting on the condom. It was, after all, my first time using one, shockingly enough. It felt strange, but I had to admit I felt a bit more comfortable with the idea of anal if I was wearing a condom.

Still inside the hot tub, Mila stood up and then bent over, propping herself on the edges of the tub and pointing her peachy ass towards me.

Sarah was the one who applied the lube to my dick, at her insistence. She was generous with it, stroking me and coating my condom-clad cock in a healthy amount of lubricant.

“This is kind of exciting,” Grace said, sitting close on the edge of the tub, eyes on Mila’s butt.

“It’s embarrassing that you’re both watching…” Mila said.

“Relax,” Sarah told her. “It’ll be worse if you’re nervous. Or so I’ve heard, at least.”

I reached out and began fondling Mila’s butt. A mix of gentle caresses and hard squeezes made mer let out sexy little moans.

“Ready?” I asked her.

“Ready.”

It was surprising how easily it went in. I pushed in slowly, scared to hurt Mila, but given her reaction, I had little to worry about.

“Oh…! Oh! Ooooh!” She trembled and had to **** herself to stay still. Her back arched and her head turned to the ceiling. “God, what’s this?”

‘What’s this?’ indeed. It felt so, so strange, so different. Colder, for starters, and… tighter. Despite the lube, I could tell there was more friction. And yet… It was good.

Behind me, Sarah held my shoulders and kissed my neck. “So? How is it?”

“Different,” I said, letting out a gasp. “But good.”

“Move, Oliver,” Mila said, pleading. “Start moving.”

I did. I began with slow, gentle thrusts. Simple back and forth movements, yet Mila’s voice was already getting louder.

“Oh God! Oooh God! Yes! Mmmm! Harder!”

“Oh my!” Grace giggled. “She already wants it harder.”

“Give the girl what she wants, baby,” Sarah whispered in my ear. “Fuck that sexy piece of ass like you own it.”

My head was spinning. I never believed it could be this good. Save the comparisons and discussions of preference for another day. Right then, I wanted to feel more of it.

I began to move faster, to thrust harder. Either the lube was doing a fantastic job or there was something else to this, but we had no issues. At no point did Mila complain about it hurting, and moving was relatively easy.

I held Mila’s waist as I thrusted. My hips and thighs met her ass with loud slapping sounds. The water under us shook and rippled. Mila kept groaning in pleasure.

“Fuck! Fuuuck! I feel so full! It’s… Ugh!!”

My lover came, and so did I. I felt her tightening around me as I shot my load inside the condom. I pulled out slowly, and Sarah was kind enough to remove the condom while I was coming out of my orgasmic daze.

Her legs trembling, Mila sat down at the edge of the tub as she enjoyed a few aftershocks of her climax. Our eyes met and I leaned forward to kiss her. She wrapped her arms and one leg around me as we made out.

After a while, she swallowed nervously and asked me. “S-So? Did you like it?”

I nodded. “I still had my reservations, but… It was amazing.”

She grinned from ear to ear. “That means we can do it again?”

“Oh no. Not now, missy,” Sarah interjected, pulling me away by the arm and sticking her tongue out to her friend. “It’s my turn.”

The girls laughed and I took a deep breath. Still around four more hours to enjoy this.

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