"Tell each other about the rest of our nights"

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RIA

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"I have an idea," I said, reluctantly slipping from Tracy's embrace. "We talked about our first times but we all know that was just the beginning." I began crawling over to Shane. "Why don't we tell each other about the rest of our nights."

I paused between Shane's legs, looking up at one of the most desperate looking men I'd ever seen. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and slowly began stroking. Precum immediately gushed from his tip. I thought he might burst right then and there. "Why don't you go first?" I asked Shane.

"Well," Shane said, already fighting to get the words out. "After that first time, we made out for like twenty minutes then Tracy slid down my body and wrapped her incredible boobs around my cock. I was probably half hard at that point but she quickly worked me back until I was rock hard. Then she started riding me again. Fuck."

Shane groaned, biting his lip as I stroked him slowly. "Go on," I coaxed, licking the tip.

"You forgot something," Tracy said. I turned to find her kneeling between Connor's legs, her chest at cock level, her hands at the sides of her breasts as she slid them up and down Connor's shaft. "You told me you were going to fuck me in every position you could think of."

"Oh?" I said, looking at Shane. My eyebrows raised as my mind wandered at the thought. "Every position, huh?"

"Yea," Tracy said. She leaned over and gave Connor's thick head a generous suck. "Then, after I came, he somehow got up onto his knees and I was riding him in a kneeling position and my boobs were bouncing in his face and he was licking and sucking them as I bounced on his cock. Then he dropped me to the bed, threw my legs onto his shoulders and fucked me so hard I came again right before he pulled out and came all over my tits."

"Holy shit," Shane groaned. His cock pulsed in my hand with every sentence Tracy recounted. I felt bad. Should I just let the guy cum? But we were only getting started. We hadn't even gotten to our round two and we had two more to go after that.

"That sounds amazing," I said, leaning back down. "I guess it's our turn. Why don't we switch places?" Once again, Shane nodded silently. I laid down on the couch and Tracy did the same. Connor and Shane took their places between our legs.

"When we got home, oh," I began, flinching a bit as Shane's lips teased my labia. "I attacked Connor. We shed our clothes in the foyer and Connor carried me up the stairs. He started going down on me but I wanted to fuck him so bad, to really fuck him free without worrying about bumping my head on the inside of an SUV."

Shane slipped his tongue inside me and wiggled it around.

"Fuck," I said.

"Not as easy as it looks?" Shane teased before flicking his tongue across my clit. I shuddered at the sensation.

"God you were so fucking hot," Connor said. He groaned into Tracy's crotch. The blonde squirmed on the couch. "You really got into it."

"That's when we heard the front door open," I said. "When I got up to close the door, Connor grabbed me. He picked me up and pinned me to the wall and fucked me standing up until I shook and he filled me up."

My head rolled and I exhaled deep as Shane slid two fingers inside of me. I tapped him on the top of the head. "OK, you're turn."

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SHANE

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Normally I would say that I couldn't recount the last time I was so completely on the verge of ejaculation - so worked up that if I had lost control and started humping, sliding my cock against the soft couch cushion, in just a few thrusts, I would have ruined my boss' sofa. But this weekend, it seemed like this was a regular occurance. As much as I had gotten off, and holy shit I had gotten off a lot the previous few days, there were multiple occasions where I felt like I was clenching every nerve in my body to keep myself from cumming.

Ria was driving me wild, keeping me tipping right on the edge as we recounted our sexy tales and now, as I altered between continuing our story and eating her pussy, I was able to return the distress.

"Well, after I made a mess of Tracy's tits," I began. "I thought it only right to shower and clean her up, so we went in the shower. We started by washing each other then, as you can imagine, we started getting handsy."

"And mouthy," Tracy said. I looked over to see her sprawled out on the coach, moaning as Connor went to work between her legs.

"And booby," I added. I curled my fingers. My free hand worked its way up to Ria's breasts. She began rolling her hips, griding against my palm, trying to shove my fingers deeper.

"I turned Tracy around and shoved myself inside of her and fucked her from behind."

"Then the fucking water went cold," Tracy wailed.

"Somebody used up all the hot water," I said.

Connor lifted his head up from between Tracy's legs, smirked, said "sorry about that" then dove right back in.

"When we got out of the shower, Tracy asked me what I wanted to do to her that morning under the mistletoe."

"Oh god!" Ria moaned. I clamped my lips down on her clit.

"So I bent her over the counter."

"Oh my god!" Ria was panting. Her fingers found her nipples. Her legs were trembling.

"God you fucked me so hard," Tracy panted. Ria groaned. They were both peaking along with the story. "My legs were wobbling - oh yes - I was thrusting back into - oh God - into you, and you were so hard and so deep and - oh fuck - I came so hard right as you came... deep... inside me!" Tracy's voice hit a high peak as she started writhing in orgasm. Ria's body exploded the moment Tracy said "deep", gushing all over my hand, her legs clamping down on the sides of my head.

Connor and I sat up, sharing a knowing glance, both of us proud of our work.

"I think we finally need to get these boys off," Tracy said. She propped herself up on one elbow.