Yes, of course.

I tried my best to steady my breath as I did as Jess instructed, lying down on my back. For some reason, I suddenly felt incredibly... naked. The heat of the fire radiated onto my right side. The soft "fur" of the rug tickled my back and shoulders. My cock stood straight up, casting a noticeable shadow on the floor beside me like a high-rise on a city skyline.

Then Jess got up from the couch.

And slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders, letting the skimpy garment drop to the floor.

And strolled over to me.

And stepped over me, her feet on either side of my hips. My heart was nearly beating out of my chest. My hands were sweating profusely. I'd like to think it was from the excessive heat of the fire but I knew that wasn't the case.

Holy shit

Then she kneeled down. Her body, suddenly closer than I ever expected it to be. I hadn't even jerked off imagining having sex with her. The possibility seemed so foreign that it wouldn't even invade my fantasies, yet here Jess was, on top of me. My cock brushed against the crevasse of her ass as she settled into place on my stomach. The feeling sent a jolt through my body.

She leaned down. Her breasts hung heavily, swaying just inches from my face. Her hair cascaded down my chest, tickling me. I could smell her shampoo, the sweet vanilla of the wine on her breath, the faint scent of her own arousal. The firelight danced in her pupils.

And her beautiful blue eyes locked onto mine.

She didn't say anything. She didn't need to. I'm not sure I could have responded if she had. Silently, she reached between her legs, wrapped her slender fingers around my cock, and positioned the head right at the entrance of her pussy. She bit her lip as she let the tip split through her swollen outer folds. Her gash dripped with arousal. She gave my shaft a few pumps for good measure then...

Holy shit

... lowered herself down. Her lips pursed as I entered her. The heat from the fire was nothing compared to the volcanic feeling of Jess' pussy. My cock felt like a firework that had just been lit. I wanted to thrust up into her, to bury myself deep inside of her and fuck her wild but my body was not under my own control.

Jess lifted up then lowered back down, gushing all over my lap, lubricating my erection as she took more of me in. I grunted, my hands locking onto her hips. Our eyes connected, our faces displaying the mix of wonder, confusion, and ecstacy in the moment as I urged her lower, lower, lower until the soft, round of her ass settled on my thighs.

Then Jess sat there on my lap, filled to the core with my cock as we breathed together, reveling in the weight of what we were about to do. It had been years since we'd even spoken, let alone had sex. Since then, all I knew was a few random hookups that I almost immediately regretted and my right hand (or left, depending on the day). Nothing came even close to Jessica and I always wondered if anything ever would. The amount of times I'd tried to imagine something else, to divert my fantasy in another direction, only for flashes of Jessica riding me or blowing me or titfucking me or taking me from behind to invade, even mid-coitus with another girl, was growing more frustrating by the day, by the month, by the year. But now, somehow, that persistent fantasy had come to life in a way that I would have never expected.

Jess shifted her weight, placing her hands on my chest as she rose up the full length of my cock then lowered herself back down, taking me to the hilt. Up then back down again. Her rhythm was off-beat, both of us staring daggers into each other as we seemingly held on for the ride. There would be nothing perfect about it to an outside observer. It would have made for a terrible porn. But, to the two of us, it was perfect.

The firelight flickered, illuminating Jess' undulating body in a hard glow, highlighting the increasing shine of sweat as Jess picked up her pace. She leaned forward, placing more weight on my chest as she arched her back, thrusting her breasts outward. They bounced to the rhythm of her erratic movements. I grabbed them and squeezed then craned my neck forward and stuffed my face full of her delicious cleavage. Her nipples brushed my cheeks, her soft tits bouncing lightly at my chin.

With a growl, I grabbed her ass, my fingers digging into the soft cushion with ****. Jess yelped.

"Oh, fuck," she groaned. It was the first words either of us had spoken since Jess got up from that couch. I bucked up, pounding into her, sending her moaning and writhing on top of me, her perfect, bouncing breasts filling my vision.

"Oh, fuck, Ethan," she moaned again as she collapsed forward. Her tits crushed against my chest. Her forehead dropped to my shoulder. Her whole body stiffened up.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," she moaned as I continued to drive up into her. My grip became tighter on her ass. Suddenly she pushed up, rising up as she began driving back down on me, grinding her clit into my abdomen.

"Oh my God, oh my God, OH MY GOD, OHMYGODOHMYGOD AHHHHHHH!" Her moans broke as she exploded into one of the most powerful orgasms I'd ever seen a woman experience. "AH! AH! AH! OH MY GOD! Oh my God! Oh my God, oh, yea." Her hips never slowed as she rode herself through the tidal wave of pleasure then, suddenly, she collapsed back onto my chest, whimpering "oh my God" over and over.

I wish I could explained what came over me in that moment. Usually, I would have held Jess in my arms as she came down from the orgasmic high, caressing her cheek and arms and backside as she recovered. In fact, usually, I'd be recovering too, having blown my load deep into her, but, instead, that animalistic urge continued. I didn't even let Jess catch her breath before I rolled us both over and began pummeling into her once again.

"AH! AH! AH!" Jess moaned as I connected, driving myself as deep into her as I could. Her thighs clamped around my waist. Her nails dug into my back. I leaned over and kissed her. Jess' eyes shot open as my lips connected with hers.

Fuck, had I gone too far?

In hindsight it was a very silly thing to think. What even was too far at this point? Tina was the one who told Jess to fuck me. Would she really be mad if we kissed? What was it about a kiss that seemed more intimate than fucking each other's brains out?

Any worry vanished from my brain as Jess bit down on my bottom lip. I growled as I went for broke. I looked down, taking in the amazing sight of Jessica's body crashing against mine, her tits bouncing wildly with every powerful thrust. I craned my neck, pressing my lips to the tops of her cleavage. Jess came again. Or maybe she hadn't stopped cumming. It was hard to tell as our bodies completely betrayed us.

"Oh. Fuck. Jess," I grunted as I lost control. My shoulders burned, my thighs burned, my whole body filled with a fire to match.

"Cum for me," Jess whimpered, the words barely escaping her quivering lips. "Cum for me, Ethan."

Her words sent me into a tailspin. My hips bucked erratically. I bit down on her shoulder, trying to muffle my own moans as I shoved one last time, balls deep and exploded inside of her. Rope after rope of hot cum splashed against the deepest parts of her. My entire body seized up as my orgasm shook me to my very core. I didn't stop. I kept thrusting, prolonging my climax until I was completely spent, collapsing onto her with a heavy sigh. My breath came in ragged gasps. The fire crackled, the only sound in the room besides our pounding hearts and gasping for air.

Slowly, everything expanded. The world around us became more clear. Chills formed on my sweat-coated skin but were comforted by the heat from the fire. The soft fuzz of the rug stimulated my wrists and knees. Jess's hair, matted and tangled with sweat, brushed against my cheek. The weight of her body pressed into mine. I shifted my weight onto my elbows, looking down at her.

Her face was flushed, her eyes glassy. She looked up at me, a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips. We didn't speak. Words felt... insufficient. Inadequate. They would have cheapened the moment, somehow. Instead, I just looked at her. Really looked at her.

Then, at the same exact time, we both remembered that we weren't the only ones in the room. Our gaze shifted to the couch where Tina sat, curled up with her knees up to her chest. Her cheeks were flush, rosy. Her eyes were wide like a deer in headlights. The look on her face was... hard to read.

Was she upset? Scared? Alarmed? Disgusted? Overwhelmed?

We'd gone too far. I knew it. I knew it but I couldn't stop myself. I should have stopped Tina the other night and I should have kept myself in check and instead Jess and I had taken things too far and we'd fucked it all up and now Tina was going to-

"Wow," Tina said, finally breaking the age-long silence. "You guys were..."

I felt Jess' breathing stop as we waited for Tina to finish her sentence.

"... Amazing."

It was as if someone had turned on a light in the room. Everything came back into focus around us. Any worry I had was replaced by a sudden vulnerability as I realized I was not only still on top of Jessica, but still inside of her. I shifted back, pulling my half-flaccid penis from the warmth of Jess' vagina. It flopped out onto the carpet, pulling a trail of cum with it.

Slowly, Jess and I sat up, regaining our composure as the three of us struggled to figure out what to say and what to do. I looked at Jess. She looked at Tina. Tina looked at me and we all just smiled at the same time.

"I guess I understand why you'd prefer Ethan to that giant purple dildo," Tina said. "Just watching you guys, I came so hard." She giggled and looked down at the floor bashfully.

She fingered herself watching me and Jess?!

"I have to admit, this wasn't what I expected when Jess and I planned our sexy vacation." Tina seemed to be the only one that could talk. Jess and I were still processing what had happened. I shook my head and laughed.

"Yea," I chuckled. "I wasn't exactly expecting to spend my time in the cabin like this. At least not in reality. Maybe in my dreams or fantasies."

We both looked at Jessica who, upon seeing us look back at her, began welling up.

"I'm sorry," she said, sniffling as Tina closed in to give her a hug.

"I'm sorry," Tina apologized. "Did I do the wrong thing? Was this too much?"

"No," Jessica shook her head. "Well, it's a bit too much. But in a good way. It's all just very overwhelming. Everything happened so fast today. We were broken up two nights ago then we weren't speaking yesterday and now, I mean, what just happened?" She laughed, settling Tina's and my worries. "This was crazy!"

"Crazy hot," Tina said. She kissed Jessica on both cheeks then Jessica grabbed Tina's face and kissed her on the lips. "Let's be honest, we weren't broken up."

"Oh, so then you cheated on me with Ethan, huh?" Jessica shot back, playfully. She poked Tina in the ribs sending the naked blonde squirming.

"Cheating might be an exaggeration," Tina said.

"So what was it then?" Jess asked.

Tina looked at me and smiled. "Fun," she replied. "I think you had fun with him too." Jess looked at me with a look I hadn't seen in years, then quickly turned back to Tina.

Silence fell over us once again until Jess piped up. "I'm so fucking tired. Let's shower and get some sleep."

"You guys head up," I said. "I'll clean up a bit."

I should have used the time alone to process everything that happened but, instead, I just kept replaying it all in my head. I felt like if I stopped thinking about it, it would vanish from existence as if it had never happened at all. I placed the dishes we used in the kitchen, fixed up the fireplace for the night, then headed upstairs and showered. I barely even remembered doing any of it as the scene played over and over in my mind. I turned off the shower, grabbed a towel, and dried off then walked over to my bed. That's when I saw the comforter on my bed move.

I froze and focused in the dim light. I could see a large blob-like shape of something under the comforter. I smiled and walked over to the foot of the bed, grabbed hold of the blanket and pulled. The blanket flew away revealing two naked women lying on top of each other.

They both giggled and grabbed at the blanket but it was no use.

"I suppose you can sleep in here for the night," I said. "It is much bigger than the other beds. I probably should have offered it to you from the beginning."

"That's very gentlemanly of you," Tina said. "But it is your bed so... you should sleep in it."

I looked at them, puzzled, then I got the hint. Jess scooted closer to Tina, leaving some room on the right side of the bed. I dropped my towel then climbed in next to Jess who settled in between Tina and me.

"You two were so hot," Tina said as we all lay on our backs side-by-side. "Watching Jess ride you was so hot. Your tits were bouncing all over all lit up by the fire. And the way Ethan fucked you when he was on top, it was so... powerful. It was just so hot watching it all in person like that. The way you moved and moaned, god it gets me going again just thinking about it. I feel so jealous you could make her feel like that."

"Hey," Jess said. She rolled over so she was facing Tina, her back to me. I shifted onto my side to face them. "You made me feel so good too."

"Not like that," Tina said.

"Maybe not exactly like that. But it's different with you. It's special."

"Was it special with Ethan?" Tina asked.

"Not like it is with you," Jess replied, but, when she did so, she arched back, pressing her bare ass into my crotch. I had cum three times that day, each one a powerful, satisfying release that you'd think would be enough to make me done for the day. For the week. But I felt my cock start to stiffen again as it settled between Jess' cheeks.

"I love you," Tina said.

"I love you too," Jess answered. They kissed a tender, loving kiss, then settled into each other's arms. All at once, the weight of the day released over each one of us as we drifted into a deep, blissful sleep.