They make me come

The woman realize I’ve stopped fucking them.

Monica asks, “Hunny are you alright?”

Panting I say, “Yeah I’m just out of shape.”

“If you’re out of shape, then I’d hate to hear the way you’d describe my husband,” Phoebe says. “Did you cum? I didn’t feel anything in or on me.” She looks to my wife.

Monica shakes her head, “I don’t think so. Look at his dick. It’s throbbing. I can we can help you out with that. What do you think?”

“Of course,” Phoebe says. “We can lessen the weight in your balls.”

Her small hand cups my aching balls and gently massages them. I groan.

Monica nails trace up my shaft and tap on my swollen mushroom head. She purrs, “Your thick cock has put in a lot of work. It deserves its reward.” Her fingers swirls on my tip.

Squeezing my full balls, Phoebe licks her lips, “I haven’t felt that stretched in a long time.”

“My husband has the fattest cock,” Monica says. Her fingers wrap around me and clench in a tight grip. “You should’ve seen Rachel face when she first saw it.”

“I don’t blame her. He’s thicker than her skinny arm,” Phoebe says, rolling my balls in her hand. She grips them and stretches my sack out.

Monica slowly strokes me. “She wanted you soooo badly. If only Joey hadn’t chosen her, you’d be splitting her thin body in half right now.”

Oh god. They’re bringing up Rachel, and I can’t stop picturing her huge soft tits and her pale nipples. My breathing changes.

Phoebe squeezes and releasing the pressure on my balls over and over, “Oh yeah. He wanted her just as badly. I saw him staring at her big fat tits the whole night.”

Stroking. Stroking. Stroking. “How does a skinny woman like that have such big tits?” My wife asks. “Maybe we should have felt them up to see if they were real. They looked natural though. So soft.”

“Oh yeah. They were real,” Phoebe agrees. “If I were a man, I’d definitely want to tit-fuck her.”

Monica slowly spits down on my cock to lube up her stroking hand. She whispers, “Would you like to fuck her big tits, Chandler? Fuck them then come all over her pretty face?”

I lick my lips. God I’m so close. They’re torturing me.

Phoebe lets go of my balls. She crawls up next to me. She sucks on my ear lobe. She moans lightly in my ear. “If you come right now, I’ll go and see if Rachel wants to join us in a foursome.”

Monica stokes faster. Faster. “C’mon baby. Come! I want to ride Rachel’s face while you split her in half with your fat cock.”

I explode. My cum rockets up and splats me in the face. Then down my chest. Abs. Fills my belly button. And finally onto my cock to lube up my wife’s stroking hand.

Phoebe grabs a towel and wipes my cum from my body.

When I catch my breath, I ask, “Were you serious about inviting Rachel to join us?”