FA Day 10 - Finish the day as a winner

"Hi guys," you say as warm and fuzzy feelings flood your body. These two are too sweet to do this.

"The mighty captain, here to claim her reward," Tiff says, lifting her glass.

"You guys don't have to do this," you say, embarrassed.

"Do what?" Tiff says innocently. "Want some?" She holds up the champagne bottle.

Smiling stupidly, you join them and accept a glass.

"Thanks," you say.

"Thank you. You helped me out. We both helped Amy out," Tiff adds, and Amy rolls her eyes. "Everybody won. Somehow."

"Somehow," you agree. "That was a tough game."

"You did it, though. We did it. You look tired."

You are beyond tired, but Tiff and Amy didn't just play that bloodbath of a game... they aren't. They scoot closer to you on each side, acting innocent and stuff... but you suspect this is less about them thinking you're horny and more about them actually being pretty horny.

No matter how tired you are, you can't help yourself when they're both pushed up against you, acting this way. You find yourself lying back as they run their hands over your body. Tiff barely has to pull on your shorts for your cock to spring out, and she grabs it with her soft fingers. Amy slides her hand into your underwear and between your legs.

"Mmm..." You squirm and moan softly between them. They're slow and steady, but relentless, Tiff's fingers around your shaft and Amy's inside you. With a choked gasp, you cover the belly of your t-shirt with a big load.

"Oh god," you say, going limp. You don't resist as they take your clothes off, and you watch as they take off their own, then lie down on either side of you. Tiff trails her fingers along your side, tickling you. She notices how you stare at her huge breasts, not bare in front of you. She takes one in her hand and scoots up, pressing it to your face. You laugh, but she keeps pressing it, and you take her fat nipple into your mouth. Meanwhile, Amy's sneakily guiding your other hand between her legs. You find her squishy and hot, obviously all worked up...

It doesn't take long for you to get hard again, and Tiff isn't shy about climbing on top of you, breasts swinging, to grab your cock and sink onto it. You whimper as her weight comes down, squeezing you. You are about to reach for those breasts with both hands, but suddenly Amy is blocking your view as she straddles your head. You abruptly have a face full of her dripping pussy.

The wooden bedframe creaks faintly as Tiff slowly but powerfully rocks her hips. Her hands are on your stomach, and you occasionally hear a quiet "hmm," from her as lap and suck at Amy's clit. Amy tugs lightly at your hair, her pussy twitching when you get it right.

"There," she whispers, and you push your tongue harder. As you get closer, you wish you could hold out. Tiff doesn't stop her graceful rocking until you finish inside her, and Amy gets impatient, all but humping your face until she lets out a cry and covers you in her juices.

Amy collapses on the bed, her legs shaking as her red, swollen pussy throbs visibly. Tiff climbs off you, a few strings of semen dribbling from between her legs, and lies down beside you, looking calm and satisfied. You both watch Amy come down from it, and she sighs and takes deep breaths, kneading both her breasts as her hips quiver. But she finally regains her senses and lies down too.

"That's better," she says, reaching over with a corner of the sheet and wiping your mouth off. You laugh tiredly.

"We're all even now," Tiff says, giving you a little pat on the forehead.

"OK," you say, barely able to keep your eyes open. "Someone get the light."