It was a full minute before I realized what I'd done, still embedded inside of Stephanie.
"Oh God, I'm sorry!" Panicking, I tried to kneel my way backwards like I'd just dipped my rod in molten iron. "I didn't - I meant to pull out!"
"Looks like it's a good thing you didn't," Talia gave me another of her shit-eating grins as she helped Stephanie into a seated position. "She'd probably strangle you if you did, stud." Dumbfounded, I stared back at her just as Stephanie leaned in and pulled me into a hug.
"Don't worry, Ian. I do take the pill regularly on the off chance I manage to have a night of fun. Not that I had the time to," she joked. "But you know, Talia's right. I don't think I would have minded either way."
"Minded either - but - "
"But what, Ian? Don't tell me you haven't thought about it every now and then, knocking up another bun in the oven." A familiar punch to my arm turned my attention upwards, to see Amy smirking down at me after apparently recovering from her end of the couch. Corrine smiled just as brightly as she rested one hand on Amy's shoulder, and another gentle palm on my back indicated Elizabeth had roused as well. "Personally, I think Adam could use having a younger sister to keep him in check."
"Or two," grinned Corrine, as the others began to giggle.
I must have looked quite the downer in that moment, for Amy lightly but firmly flicked the side of my face with her fingers.
"Look, don't think about it too much, all right? I think it goes without saying, Ian, we love you to pieces. All of us. We're doing this because we want to give you something special, because you're someone special to all of us. Not because of some stupid obligation," my wife told me, half calmly, half sternly.
"You having the best dick for miles around helps," offered Talia, and another bout of chuckling ensued. "Which, I might add, I still haven't had a turn on."
"Don't worry, girlfriend. Ian's not going to keel over just because three drop-dead gorgeous babes had their way with him." Reaching down, Amy drew a hiss from me as she slid her hand up my slippery shaft. "Not after all the practice we've had, and we've had a lot of practice."
"Before that, I think I need a shower," Elizabeth volunteered, resting her head on my shoulder. "I... I'm still feeling a little wiped."
"Seconded," agreed Stephanie, even as a bit of cum trickled down her labia. After a few more murmurs in concord the six of us trooped off to the bathroom.
While our bathroom wasn't small by any means, the fact that everyone insisted on getting in at the same time meant there was quite the squeeze - which in retrospect was probably completely intended. Talia and Amy went right for the jugular, attempting to lay claim to my stiffening length; a trial made all the harder, in more ways than one, thanks to the mix of scented soap Corrine threw upon everyone. The competition was finally broken when Elizabeth playfully aimed the shower head and scattered a cascade of water everywhere to the shrieks of our friends, and soon everyone was focused on actually cleaning themselves in anticipation of what was to come - though not without a good groping every so often as the women compared how they had developed over the years.
It brought back memories of our first spring break together, and by the time we stepped out of the bathroom to towel down, I was once again as hard as steel.
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