Progress must be made.

I was in a slumber, half awake, half asleep. Still in the night before, but not entirely. I felt being stiff. In more than one way. I couldn’t exactly describe the feeling. The pure lust, the pure erotic experience, filling my senses. My cock was stiff, stimulated for more... In fact it was being stimulated for more, I realized slowly. A hand was slowly but surely kneading my morning wood. Kneading it at the base and pressing it against my stomach, the hand caressing the upper half. I couldn’t understand it at first. Then I realized two hands were at work here. I decided to keep my eyes closed, just to feel all of it better, drowning myself in the sensations, and recalling the sensations I felt last night.

They knew I was awake, but that I had decided not to act upon it. To let me be passive. To surrender to them for a few moments more. I heard them giggle.

“Acting like he’s still asleep...” Kylie. “No, that won’t do it, that will not help him progress...”

I should have known better. They wouldn’t fall for that. I had to be involved actively. For whatever reason they all had chosen to make me engage in the pleasures of sex.

The blankets were shoved away. I felt her moving from the side, she had chosen to fall asleep next to me the previous night, to on top of me.

“Hey, and me?” Kara. Protesting.

“He has a magical tongue...” Kate whispered, but loudly enough to be heard by me.

****... Again...

Kara moved and gently, very gently placed her pussy on top of my mouth. Facing away from Kylie who was grinding herself on my hard-on, making herself wetter with every sensual glide alongside.

Tentatively I placed the top of my tongue on Kara’s button. Wriggling it, no foreplay this time. She left me ****, not much wiggle room anyway. Seemed like it was her first time experiencing this kind of sexual play, she reacted incredibly surprised and shot up, gasping, as if electroshocked on the spot, there down below.

“This feels very pleasant, strange, but very, very pleasant.” Kara said, leaving no room for doubt.

“Get back, but slowly,” I said calmly.

She did as asked, and placed her vertical smile on my mouth again, slowly, gently. To avoid her getting up again, I grasped her thighs with my arms, fixing her just right, and went to work again. Wriggling, encircling, sucking, licking. Sucking, licking, wriggling, encircling. In all combinations I did. There was no escaping it. For her, nor for me.

In the meantime, perhaps jealous, Kara was getting so much fun, Kylie decided to join the game.

“God, I have wanted this for so long now...” And took the base of my cock in her hand, directed it upwards and in one slide made me enter her velvet pussy, wasting no time and enveloping it hard by tensing her vaginal muscles, almost brutally. She sighed, I gasped and subsequently Kara did too, feeling her entire slit being sucked in by my mouth.

Kylie tilted her pelvis keeping her muscles tensed, giving me no respite at all. Backwards and forwards she tilted, slowly at first, but gradually faster. Not too fast, not too slow. Far too excited, she took no prisoners this time. Not ever for that matter.

I barely could think and as if on autopilot I continued to pleasure Kara. She squirmed, she cried, she panted, she gasped. She was a prisoner to her own release, coming almost, just not quite there yet. She tried to resist, she tried to hold on to the exquisite feeling, but soon she would fail. And fail she did, in a cry, **** almost, she came, squirting all over my mouth, my face, drenching me in her juices. I released her in surprise and she fell forward violently, but just in time she held out her hand against the wall.

Kylie sped up her rhythm, nearing her own climax. I tried to hold on, to resist, as best as I could, but released my own cum, gasping loud, as soon as I heard her elongated scream, seeing her arching her spine backward, her head tilted backwards, then falling forward, softening her collapse by reaching her arms out, digging her palms into the cushions next to me, barely missing Kate, Kate watching her collapse with eyes wide open.

Kylie and Kara, both exhausted, still panting rapidly, Kara slowly slowing down, and seemingly with a supreme effort, groaning, turning her body, so she could lay, slumped over, with her back against the hangings of the underground chamber.

Kylie didn’t move, her breasts pressed upon my chest, her arms almost embracing my head. Her head next to mine. Breathing heavily, but calming down. I put my arms around her, hugged her strongly, pressing her even harder against me, like I didn’t want to lose the feeling of her body against mine, but then released her, waking her from her temporary daze.

I couldn’t say a thing, besides, what do you say on a moment such like this? More gently now, I embraced her again, arched my back slightly upwards and slowly turned both of us, Kate silently making room for us. Briefly I lay on top of Kylie, then straightened myself up, leaving her body heat, reluctantly. On my knees I sat, looked sideways, left and right. Looking at the women, I was in a state of pure disbelief that they would be willing to share their bodies with me. That they did share their beautiful bodies with me. That they had wanted this. Sharing those exquisite experiences, with me.