Main course (Part 4)

Mila turned around and slowly lowered herself to sit on my lap. She was the one to push against me, inserting my dick at her own pace. Grace and Sarah watched intently as my thick, long shaft disappeared inside Mila.

“Oooh… Mmm… Uooh, holy shit…” Mila moaned and groaned, holding onto my knees as she went down. In only a few more seconds, all of it was inside.

Grace swallowed. “Does it really not hurt?”

“It doesn’t,” Mila answered, giggling with heavy breathing. “It’s weird at first, but…” She moved her ass from side to side, making my dick rub all sorts of spots inside her. “Fuck…! It’s so different that I love it.”

“And… you like this, too?” Sarah asked me.

I took a deep breath. If I had tried to speak before doing that, no words would’ve come out. “Yeah. I wasn’t sure at first, but…” I grabbed Mila’s butt cheeks and gave them a gentle squeeze. “Like she said, it’s different.”

Tighter, colder, yet surprisingly good. Feeling her butt contract around me was different to the sensation of her pussy squeezing me.

“Hey…” Mila turned her head back. “Can I lean back?”

“Yeah.”

She rested her back on my chest and raised her feet so they’d be on the couch, knees pointing in opposite directions. She licked her lips. “I’m gonna move.”

“Do it however you like,” I told her, holding her by the waist.

Mila raised her hips and slowly lowered them again. The girls’ eyes were mostly on her asshole, noticing how much it had to spread to take me in. I noticed Diana also sneakily repositioning herself so she could watch it as well.

“And… Do you need the lube?” Grace asked.

“It helps,” I said, talking in between deep breaths. “A lot.” It was getting harder to form full sentences. Mila’s ass just felt too good. It was scratching yet another annoying itch from the days of abstinence.

I moved one of my hands forward, to her lower belly, then up to fondle one of her boobs. Mila moaned even louder, and having her in my hands with all of her weight on me was making me let out my voice, too.

“Pinch my nipples, Oliver,” Mila gasped

I pinched it and gave it a gentle twist, just enough for her to feel it. Her legs trembled, and she began to quicken her pace. Soon, her hips were falling on me with greater ****, driving my cock deeper and harder inside her.

Sarah then leaned closer to whisper in my ear. “So? Should I do that thing now?”

I grinned. “Yeah. Do it.”

With a smirk of her own, Sarah got up from her seat to kneel down in front of Mila. She put her hands on Mila’s thighs to keep them spread and dug in, running her tongue along her dripping pussy.

“H-Hey, S-Sarah!” Mila groaned and threw her head back, thankfully missing mine.

Having her ass, her tits and her pussy stimulated at the same time was driving her wild, but I didn’t let it end there. My other hand released her waist and moved from her lower belly down to her pussy, easily finding her clit at the top of her slit and mercilessly rubbing it with wide and fast hand motions.

“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!”

“Holy crap, you want to kill her!” Grace laughed.

“Fuck me, she’s a waterfall down here,” Sarah said, drinking Mila’s juices even as droplets of it fell on her face.

“OH! OOOH! I… I’M…!” Mila came hard. One of her hands gripped hard on my knee, her breath caught in her throat and her entire body spasming on top of me.

And as I felt her ass pulsing and tightening around me, I once again imagined myself coming with her. It was more of a conscious effort this time, actually trying to will myself to orgasm on command.

But this time it didn’t happen.

Maybe it really was just a weird orgasm before. I was three shots in, after all. As good as this felt, my own resistance was a little too high, which was good in these situations.

“G-Grace, Sarah, help me up…” Mila said, chest heaving hard from trying to catch her breath.

Sarah wiped her face from her friend’s juices with her hand and the two helped Mila get up. I thought she would drop on the couch beside me, but instead Mila got on her knees in front of me, pulled the condom away with little fanfare and gobbled me up without so much as a warning.

Grace and Sarah laughed, but they soon joined their friend on the floor, three tongues running all over my dirty shaft. They licked me up and down, sucked on the head, massaged my balls… How they didn’t headbutt each other was likely magic beyond even Frey’s comprehension. The three girls worked hard to squeeze a fourth shot out of me, one Mila greedily took for herself once it came.

Actually, scratch that. Mila held my cum in her mouth and swallowed some, then held Sarah’s face and **** a kiss on her, giving her the rest. Sarah, of course, swallowed gladly, even licking the leftovers off of Mila’s lips.

“Aw, nothing for me?” Grace pouted.

“She ate me out while I was getting my ass railed,” Mila told her, sticking out her tongue. “You just watched.”

“Hey, I didn’t want to get in the way.”

“I’ll do it again whenever you want, you know?” Sarah offered.

“And I’ll take you up on that because holy shit, I thought my brain would turn to liquid and pour out of my ears…” Mila gave Sarah a quick peck on the lips. “Thank you.” She then turned to me, or rather my dick, and gave it a quick peck as well. “And thank you, too.”

“Alright, then,” Diana said, stepping in. “I apologize for interrupting, but I believe it’s time for the last course?”

“Ah!” The three girls exclaimed at the same time and quickly rose to their feet. They waved, winked and gave me peace signs as they wordlessly went back into the bedroom.

And Diana was right. It was time for dessert.

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