I heaved, sweat pouring down my face from the effort of plowing not one, but two women with maddening intensity. Yet I didn't seem tired - rather, I was experiencing the familiar burn of exercise, the sensation of flow, harmonizing my body with the universe. Strength was an illusion; the only way was forward. I pulled out of Corrine, her puffy pussy leaking my deposit, as she finally broke her sapphic kiss with Amy.
"You two," she purred with a giggle. "You two... are the fucking bomb."
"Accept no substitutes," smirked Amy, before she pushed herself back up and gave me a kiss.
"Tell me what you want," I whispered.
"I want you to fuck me until the room stinks of us," she hissed back.
Another kiss, as I laid Amy back onto Corrine, this time such that both bombshell beauties were looking up at me. Corrine played her part, reaching around Amy and clasping her hands around Amy's perky mountains like a makeshift bra. Smirking, I flicked my rod between the layered vaginas, teasing both the girls' clits and making them gasp from the delicious contact, before claiming Amy's pussy for the third time that night. Now it was Amy's turn to roll back in ecstasy, pummeled by me in front and teased by Corrine from the back. All coherence was lost as Amy yelled and gasped and screamed, incapable of even properly swearing.
And just when I thought the temperature couldn't rise any higher, I felt the bed sag under new weight. I turned to my sides in time to feel my arms wrapped by heavenly cushions; Stephanie and Elizabeth had clambered on to join in, double-teaming me with their bountiful busts. "Room for more?" teased Stephanie, bringing my hand to her tits. I gave her a knead, and she kissed me firmly in response, sending a powerful jolt down my lightning rod.
"Mmmm," Elizabeth moaned against my clavicle, snatching my other hand for her own pussy. I fingered her roughly, feeling the mess of her juices mixed with Andy's splatter all over my digits. In return she turned over to my chest and dragged her tongue around my nipples.
It was a veritable traffic jam when Talia joined the party, landing on my back to hug me from behind, planting kisses down my spine while she ground her labia on my lower calf. No longer in control of my body, it was all I could do to somehow keep up the lower momentum as my arms and face were traded everywhere, kissing and groping between the three lovely ladies backing us up, from Stephanie's pouty lips to Elizabeth's saintly nipples to Talia's dripping muff. All with Corrine worshiping Amy's body from behind her, kissing under her ears and around her neck while squeezing her tits.
There was no opportunity for focus or thought. We lost ourselves in the ritual, Amy and I, joined together as one with our bevy of friends surrounding us, like faithful acolytes celebrating a sacred union. Our eyes met, and I drank in her beauty - the indefatigable fire blazing in her eyes, her passionately unrestrained hair, her small mouth that beheld the nastiest, sweetest things -
Then Talia reached down and kissed the point where our cock and clit met.
Both screaming to the heavens, the two of us came like a raging storm. I felt myself hoisted from behind, leaving my rifle to discharge outwards, marking Amy with another scattershot of sperm. Backwards I fell, into the arms of angels, as their tongues descended upon us.
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