Round 3

You sit on the sofa, the girls cuddling up to you, all three if you suffering from post-coital bliss. Kelly’s busy discussing which other girls in the class should join your harem. Her insights are hampered by the fact that she’s only been in the year for three weeks. Last year she was in the year above and she didn’t have much to do with the year then.

“I mean I wouldn’t have picked you, Ellie, to share this cock with, but now, I can’t imagine not sharing it with you.” She leans over you to kiss Ellie. The kiss stretches out. That’s not a kiss between friends. That’s a kiss between lovers. They’re lovers. Joined by the fact they know they’ll be sharing threesomes with each other for the rest of the lives.

Ellie’s not much use picking out the next members either. Her experience with her classmates is primarily one of bullying and fear. She steered clear even of those she had a connection with.

“Listen, I decide who joins the harem, not you,” you tell them. “But let’s be clear on one thing, any girl who’s mistreated either of you, they must make amends before I’ll let them join. The worse they’ve treated you, the more amends they have to make. And I will fuck women who aren’t in the harem, but those in the harem will be special, and you two will be special in the harem, because you’ll be its heart. And anyway, who said it’s only your classmates who can join?”

“The teachers? Like Mrs Sorgood?” Ellie asks.

“She can’t join. She’s awful,” Kelly explodes. “She made me repeat this year.”

“And if you weren’t **** to repeat the year, you wouldn’t be here now, part of my harem.” Kelly’s response is “Oh.” She hadn’t thought of that. “And don’t you think it’ll be fun having Abigail eat my cum out of your pussy?”

Kelly’s green eyes light at the prospect. “Maybe I’ll accept you conquering her. But I draw the line at Mrs Oversight.”

“I draw the line at Mrs Oversight. Not my type. Anyway, I think it’s time for bed.”

“But I’m not sleepy,” Ellie starts.

You look at her with disappointment. “I said it’s time for bed. I didn’t say it’s time to sleep. Let’s move this party into the bedroom.”

Kelly leaps from the sofa with a giggle, grabs Ellie’s hands and pulls her up. Then they’re scampering out of the lounge, into the hallway, up the stairs and into the master bedroom. You’re drawn after their bubble butts.

It’s amazing. You’ve fucked them twice already. Yet your manhood is stiffening at the prospect of fucking them again. They’ve been in diaphanous, semi-transparent clothing for most of the afternoon, but you’re excited to get them out of the little they’re wearing. You’ve explored their bodies completely in the lounge but taking them to the bedroom adds an irresistible erotic tension to what’s to come.

They drape their robes over a chair and then clamber onto the bed. You move to the curtains and draw them. When you turn back, they’re sitting on the bed, watching you, giggling, eyes filled with lust. You can’t help it. You fling yourself onto the bed, aiming for between them, your arms reaching out to snag them and pull them towards you. Their laughter cascades over you, as your hands reach out to tickle them, to snuggle them, to embrace them. You’re the centre of a wriggling, thrashing mass of flesh and silk and laughter and eroticism and kisses. Doesn’t matter who you’re kissing, you’re kissing all; a hand, a neck, a thigh, a belly button, an ear, an eye, a forehead, a breast, an ankle, an ass cheek, a set of lips. And they are equally effusive with their affection; lavishing kisses on your body and on each other; lips, foreheads, necks, chest, feet, thighs. In this process you’ve lost your boxers, and you’ve removed their knickers, all tossed away once removed. Last to go are the babydolls, removed only when they get in the way, tangling with your groping hands, or their groping hands, restricting your access to the pale female flesh. It must have been half an hour of kissing, groping and slowly stripping before you’re all ready to move to the next stage.

Back to the sex. Both Ellie’s and Kelly’s affections have sunk lower as the orgy continued. At the start they focussed on your face and your neck. By the end they’re kissing your swollen shaft, your balls, your thighs. Ellie still giggles every time she does it, as if she’s doing something naughty, as if she expects someone to stop her. Oh, you’re not stopping her, and neither’s Kelly. As they’ve descended so have you. With two girls you have remained on their faces and their upper torsos longer, pulling them away from your groin to kiss them, to cup their now free breasts, to suck on their now exposed nipples, switching girls when the compulsion comes upon you. But their focus on your nether regions compels you to concentrate on theirs. Ellie’s pussy is bald. Kelly’s is marked by a triangle of well-groomed pubic hair pointing at her slit. Both are engorged and puffy and moist with desire. Perfect for your fingers to play with. Perfect to kiss and taste.

Ellie can’t control herself. She squeals and kicks. You catch one of her flailing feet before it kicks you. You can’t help yourself. You slip her big toe into your mouth and suck. She squeals and tries to pull it out. You don’t let her. You carry on sucking. Then you move to the lesser toes, taking each one in your mouth to suck, until you reach her little toe. At that Ellie shudders and shakes and moans. You have to hold on tight to her foot, or she would kick you in the face. When her orgasm fades, she looks at you flustered, but it’s Kelly who asks first.

“Did you just cum from sir sucking your toes?”

“Yes.” Ellie’s response is embarrassed.

Kelly turns to you, with an evil glint in her green eyes. Her grin is wide, her teeth shining with it. “Well, we’ve just found Ellie’s fetish.” Ellie blushes deeper. Kelly laughs. Then she’s rolling on top of Ellie, kissing her, and after a few moments’ hesitation Ellie responds.

You cough to catch their attention. “And what about teacher’s fetish?”

“What is teacher’s fetish?”

“Teen pussy.”

“Well, we’ve got two teen pussies here ready for teacher’s fetish.”

“Good, because teacher’s had enough of playing. He wants the real thing.”

You arrange them on the bed, lying on their front, side-by-side. You slap both their bare behinds. Both squeal but Kelly’s is affected, more for show than real shock. You kneel above Kelly, place your cock at the entrance of her slit, and push yourself in.

“Fuuuuuck, so good, so good,” Kelly responds to your entrance. God this pussy’s wonderful. You’ve only experienced one better, and that’s the one lying next to her, the one you’re going to make cum as soon as you’ve made this one cum.

You thrust in hard and pull out sudden. You thrust in hard and pull out sudden. Each thrust is welcomed with a grunt and an exclamation of wonder. Ellie’s holding Kelly’s hand, staring into her face. Kelly is burying her face into the mattress, trying to muffle her cries. The mattress doesn’t help much. It’s rocking and rolling as you pound into Kelly’s twat. Your stomach slaps her perfect buttcheeks. You jack hammer as fast as you can go. All in. All out. All in. All out.

She cums. And her ass dances to the beat of her orgasm. She’s weeping into the mattress in relief and joy. You pull out and her juices gush onto the sheet. Ellie is watching her in wonder. A wonder which is quickly eclipsed as you shift yourself sideways until you’re kneeling over her, and you drive yourself into her.

Ellie’s pussy is tighter than Kelly’s. You can’t hammer her as fast. The soft flesh of her insides clings to your shaft, smothering your motion, friction holding you back. But now you know you can drive yourself fully in, and that’s what you do. You’re slower but you’re just as hard.

Kelly was loud, but Ellie is louder. Where Kelly screamed, Ellie screeches. Where Kelly found words, Ellie is lost in incomprehension. She clings to the sheet, scrunching it up, as if letting go will see her fall.

And she’s reacting to each thrust. When you’re pulling out, she’s lowering her thighs. When you’re pushing in, she’s raising them. Increasing the impact of your stomach against your ass. Letting your cock slip out at the other ****. All in. All out. Tight, suffocating bliss when you’re in. Momentarily relief when you’re out.

Her orgasm is more demonstrative, more **** than Kelly’s. Her hands lose their grip on the sheets and pound the mattress instead. Her screams of bliss would wake the dead. If anyone else was in the house they would know what Ellie is feeling. Hell, the entire street probably heard it. The rocking of her body is nothing compared to the spasming of her insides. A spasming that sets you off. You ejaculate for the third time, the second time inside Ellie. And as you pump your seed inside her, you collapse onto her. Your whole body, every muscle in your thighs, every muscle in your arms, screams in agony. It also screams in joy.

You all lie there, silent, recovering. Eventually you roll off Ellie, finding a spot between the two girls. Kelly is quick to cuddle up to you. Ellie takes a while but soon does the same. They nestle their heads in your armpits. They wrap their arms and legs around you. They press their naked bodies against you. And like that you all fall asleep.