Three as one

Getting over there with over five inches of cock in his ass isn't easy. And yet, he does it gladly.

Almost dragging Alex along, he makes his way to the edge of the table, quickly getting his cock into position. Ashley spreads her legs a little wider, inviting him closer, her heavy chest heaving as her breathing quickens. Ethan's just about to press his crown against her waiting quim when the inside his shifts.

"Ugh," Ethan almost doubles over, using Ashley to support himself as Alex starts thrusting, fucking him from behind.

"F-Fuck..." she gasps, sounding winded already, "Don't ignore me..."

Ethan shudders, feeling her going harder, pounding her hips against his ass. "I'm not..." He reaches back, grasping one of her pert cheeks. She quivers at his touch, her pace slowing slightly. The slight relief allows a small reprieve, although a dangerous pressure is already building. Blinking, Ethan shifts his attention back to Ashley, know he has no time to waste.

Shifting forward, he means to only press his cockhead against her, but the thumping behind him makes it impossible. Misjudging, he accidentally ends up two inches inside of her, Ashley letting out a small grunt of approval. The continued back and forth aside his rear works his cock in and out slightly, but nowhere near enough. Taking a deep breath, grasping Ashley's raised thigh with his free hand, he puts his hips to work.

The duality of the situation is beyond Ethan's wildest dreams. With a cunt around his cock, and a second in his ass, what he's feeling is almost scary. He feels like he could cum at any second, in fact he almost thinks he is, the pleasure is so powerful. Ashley's quim is impossibly hot around his sensitive shaft, making him pulsate painfully. Around back, Alex feels like she's grown inside of him, her stretching out his ass. The only complaint he has is she and him don't quite have a good rhythm down, which might be the only thing really stopping him from cumming.

The back and forth of their thrusts don't completely mesh, with Alex almost popping out a few times. Eventually, Ethan's pace becomes the dominant one, essentially power-bottoming his way into the lead. Alex helps, as much as she can, but she's struggling, focusing on standing more than anything else.

Ashley has the easy job in all this. Splayed out on the kitchen table, moaning like a whore, she's enjoying getting her pussy pounded by the lust-mad Ethan. She tries to hook a leg around him at one point, but can't quite set it, Alex's legs and hips getting in the way. Shaking, her spine curves up off the table, globs of pre leaking from her towering mast. Eyes fluttering, she gasps something that could be a word, but all that comes out is throaty noise.

Fueled by pussy and cock, Ethan keeps pounding. Fucking Ashley, and fucking himself on Alex's cock, he doesn't stop or slow. He feels Alex inside of him, threatening to explode. He feels Ashley around him, molten hot and gushing. Sweat runs down his face and neck, the heat of the two women around him oppressive. Lungs aching, heart thumbing, his body is starting to reach its limits. His ass twists and his cock aches. He's do close now. Too close. The pressure is almost painful, but oh-so addictive.

Against his back Alex shudders, letting out a deep gasp. Liquid fire fills Ethan's twitching asshole, the cock inside of him exploding. Alex melts, her knees going weak, holding tight to Ethan for support as she comes undone.

The feeling of hot cum in his gut pushes Ethan over the edge. A wave passes through him, rattling his bones and tensing his muscles. An intense burst of heavy jizz shoots out from his cunt clenched cock, painting Ashley's insides white. Moaning and shuddering, Ethan keeps his hips going, unable to stop. Ashley's twat clenches around his spurting prick, and he hears her voice crack. A flash of white catches his eye, but he can't register it, his brain reduced to a mush of lust and yearning. He does feel Ashley shaking, the whole table shifting around. After a few moments, he hears a dull thud, her head falling back against the table.

Ashley goes limp. Alex slips out. Exhaustion setting in, Ethan stops.

The three of them, panting, heaving, coated in sweat and cum both theirs and not, take a long moment.

Recovering first, Ashley props herself back up on her elbows, letting out a deep sigh. "So," she smiles, "Round two?"