You have company

You're enjoying the shower and your reveries so much you lose track of time. You hear the shower door slide open and look back to see Laurel and Lisa stepping in to join you.

"Is there room in here for two well fucked bitches?" asks Laurel with a salacious grin. "You were taking so long we thought you might want some company." She walks through the shower stream, the water cascading off her sleek toned body, and cuddles against you, putting her face up to be kissed. Lisa, less brazen, stands uncertainly a few feet away.

"Look at the sweet bitch. She still expects me to be jealous, even after playing naughty schoolgirls with you. John's cock is John's business, dear. Come over here, sweet bitch." She beckons the younger woman over, taking her hand and kissing her cheek then pressing her towards you. You slide an arm around the brunette's slender waist and kiss her. Her mouth is almost chaste for a moment, then reacts with hunger, her tongue dueling with yours.

"That looks so good," Laurel purrs. "She has a magic tongue, John. She made me come so hard. I screamed so loud I'm sure the neighbors will complain." She strokes your wet body, gliding her hands over your chest and belly. You fondle both of them, squeezing and stroking their sleek flesh while devouring Lisa's eager mouth. The brunette's arms are wrapped around your head and she presses her lush body against you.

"Oh my, looks like someone's recovered," chuckles Laurel, fondling your hardening cock and stroking the shaft. She slips to her knees and takes you in her mouth, gently nibbling and licking, quickly bringing you to full hardness, then sucking you deep in her mouth and rocking her head. Meanwhile the brunette girl is pressing her soft round breasts against you as your mouths are locked together. You pull her close, seizing the cheeks of her ass and spreading them.

"He want's to fuck you, sweet bitch," your wife says, taking her mouth off your cock and slipping behind the younger woman, pressing her face between her thighs. Lisa moans, her mouth still locked on yours, her tongue invading you with hot little stabs. You pull her even tighter to your body and press your cock between her thighs, letting it rub against her clit. She breaks the kiss and throws her head back, panting and wanton, her eyes wide.

"That's what I want, I want a good fucking," she moans, grinding her pelvis against you.

"Give the little slut what she needs, John," your wife urges, biting and licking at the brunette's inner thighs. "Give it to her, while I lick her. She tastes so sweet."

You cup Lisa's ass in with one hand and use the other to position your cock against her flowering cunt. You can feel her wetness, both from the shower and from her arousal, and she groans and presses her cunt against your cock, engulfing it as she wraps one heel behind your knee.

"What a lovely view," Laurel murmurs from her knees. You feel a sudden electric shock as she sucks one of your balls into her mouth and hums before releasing it, then licking up your thrusting shaft.

"Ohhhh fuck that's good," Lisa pants, meeting your thrusts and clinging to your neck to keep her balance as you fill her cunt with slow deep thrusts. "Fuck me with that beautiful cock, I love it, I fuckin' love it!"

You see Laurel get up and leave the shower enclosure, and for a second wonder what she's doing but then forget about it, entranced by the lush brunette's body and tight pussy. "You're a little cock slut," you tell her, driving into her, biting her neck. "I'm going to use you all weekend."

"Oh God, please! Fuck me, fuck my slutty little cunt, fuck me til I scream," she moans, writhing against you. Over her shoulder you see your wife return to the shower, a lustful vixen grin on her face. She wears a strap on cock, thick and veined, and positions herself behind Lisa's wriggling ass.

"You two look so hot I just have to join in," she giggles, pressing herself against the younger woman's back, rubbing the strap on cock between the cheeks of her ass. Lisa moans and kisses you deeply, rocking her hips against the slow thrusts of your cock. Suddenly her eyes jolt open as she feels your wife start to press the strap on into her ass.

"Ohhhhhhhhh! Oh my God! I don't know if I can! Oh God, OH GOD!" she cries as she feels the cock start to impale her tight asshole.

"Yes you can, sweet bitch. You had John's cock up there earlier, and don't tell me you didn't love that," your wife tells her, pumping her hips to press the invading dildo deeper. She hugs the younger woman, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples as she thrusts. She's grinning at you over Lisa's shoulder as she thrusts. "Oh my, she makes a lovely filling for a sandwich, doesn't she John. She loves getting filled up. Let's fuck her to pieces."

"Oh God I'm so full, I'm So Full, I'M SO FULL!" the younger woman cries as she feels both impaling cocks plunge to the hilt in her holes. You and Laurel find a tempo and fuck in and out of the writhing brunette slut, sending her into a frenzy of orgasm, her words nothing but animal howls as she surrenders herself to the sensations of the pounding cocks. She writhes between you and your wife, plunging herself against each of you in turn, her wet hair flailing about as she comes time after time after time. Finally spent, she sags in your arms, limp and ragged from her orgasmic spasms.

"I want this sweet bitch licking my cunt," Laurel moans, her eyes showing her predatory lust. She pulls back withdrawing the strap on from the brunette's ass. You haven't come, but you push Lisa off your cock, easing her body to the floor of the shower. You wife takes off the strap on and puts it aside, then lies on her back and grabs the younger woman's wet hair, roughly pulling her towards her open thighs. "Give me that sweet bitch tongue," she orders, pushing her swollen cunt against Lisa's mouth. Gasping, the brunette starts to tongue your wife's clit pressing her thighs wide.

"That's so good, you lovely bitch. Oh fuck, lick my clit, make me come, I just love your mouth," Laurel groans, pressing her pussy against the young woman's pleasuring mouth. You stand watching stroking your eager meat, considering possibilities. Lisa is really getting into her role, sucking and nibbling at your wife's pussy lips, pressing her clit between her lips and tugging, letting her fingers probe and explore.

"Yessss! That's the spot, there, right there, right there," your wife groans, arching her back nad squeezing her own nipples. You notice the strap on a few feet away and use your foot to push it next to Lisa. You nudge her with your foot and nod to the dildo and she grins, seizing it with one hand as her mouth returns to your wife's hot cunt. Still nibbling and sucking, she starts to press the dildo into your wife's ass. So talented is her mouth that it takes a moment for Laurel to register that she has an intruder.

"I just want your mouth, sweet bitch. Just your mouth, just your sweet mouth," she moans reaching down to push the dildo away. Lisa hesitates, looking up and you. You nod at her to continue then move to kneel behind Laurel's head, holding her shoulders and looking into her upturned face.

"Turnabout is fair play," you tell her, holding her arms and signalling to Lisa to continue. Laurel's eyes go wide in lustful panic as she feels the dildo press deeper into her ass.

"Noooooo! You're **** me, sweet bitch! You're **** my ass! You're helping her John! Don't be so cruel, don't let her **** me, Oh God stop her, stop her!" she pleads.

"You need to be quiet," you tell her, filling her mouth with your throbbing meat, letting her head fall back so she can take your deeper, sliding into her throat, letting your balls come to rest on her face. The brunette is eagerly at work at your wife's pussy and ass, licking one and fucking the other with the dildo. Laurel's sleek body is shuddering, writhing at the triple violation of her holes.

You're very close, your balls swelling, your cock demanding release. You can feel your wife's shivering orgasms take her, and you start to come, pumping first into her hot mouth then pulling out to spray her gasping face with your spunk. Finally empty and sated, you sit back, enjoying the sight of the ravished blonde, her face smeared with come, the dildo still in her ass.

"You **** me, you both **** me, you **** all my holes," Laurel whimpers.

"And you loved every minute of it, didn't you whore?" you say and get an earthy chuckle from her. She sits up, wiping a smear of come from her nose and licking it up, smiling happily.

"Every inch of it, you evil man."