In and out of the hot tub

"So, why Maiden America? What did they call you as a child?" I was floating on my back in the tub feeling the air bubble streams tickling my back while America's Greatest Amazon was combing jizz out of my hair with her OMG fingers.

"My name is America; America Independence Philadelphia. I usually go by Mary."

"So your parents were patriots?" I asked the question half-jokingly.

"I don't know. I was named by one of the nuns who found me, in honor of the Continental Congress."

"Found you? Continental Congress?"

"I was born in late June or early July 1776. On July 4th I was found on the steps of Saint Catharine's Orphanage in Philadelphia. Well, more appropriately hovering above the steps. I was apparently born with my powers. The nuns raised me to be good and just, and never let me forget that my assumed birthday was the same as the country's."

"It sounds like you had quite the childhood."

"You don't know the half of it. Your turn, now. I noticed the corrective optics in your mask; how bad is your vision?"

"I can read without them if I hold the paper against my nose. Contacts strong enough to help me would be like marbles in my eyes."

Something is waving in front of your face. "So you can't see this?"

"Not really. The shadow patterns may be a billy club."

She moves it inward slowly.

"Definitely a billy club, only it has contours; maybe a knob at the..." You gasp as the tip hits your nose. "It's a blue dildo."

"Close." She slides it back and forth in your visual range.

"It's a dildo with a blue head and red and white stripes." You burst out laughing. "Let me guess - blue balls too!"

"Hold it." She places the member in your hand. It's over a foot long and big enough around that your fingers barely touch when you wrap them around it.

"OMG, who takes this into them?"

"I do; would you like to try?"

"It'd split me up the middle!"

"Not really; remember, that passage is designed to fit a whole baby through."

She gently lifts you out of the tub and sets you on your feet. Someone immediately starts rubbing you down with a soft towel. You sort of see another figure doing the same to Maiden A.

"Star, could you fetch Nudge's glasses please?"

"Yes ma'am."

The girl rubbing down Maiden America leaves and comes back a moment later with an indistinct shape with a telltale glint. You reach out for them, but the person toweling you holds your arms back. A pretty female voices says, "Hold still." You feel your glasses being gently and carefully slid onto your face.

The girl holding the glasses is about your age, super-muscled and busty, with Hispanic-dark skin and black hair like yours. She's wearing an Uncle Sam coat over a star-spangled bikini top, a red-white striped skirt that comes halfway down her thighs, and shiny blue knee-high stiletto boots. It's a smaller version of Maiden America's costume from the 60's.

She giggles and says, "Can you see me now?"

"No, your outfit's in the way."

She laughs and then turns and takes up the towel to continue drying Maiden America.

And speaking of Maiden America you nearly cream yourself when you see her. She's got a perfectly sculpted six-foot-eight body that would put a goddess to shame. The contours teased at by her costume are even hotter when you can see them. Starting at eye level, her nipples are a dark blush pink and bounce saucily when Star flicks each one for you. When she steps slightly to the side you see the perfectly sculpted abs and the innie belly-button and below that a slick and totally hairless pussy. Her labia are slightly pouted and the tip of her huge clit is just barely pushing its way out through the folds; if it were a bit bigger it would be a cock. You squeeze the artificial member in your hand and feel a more natural cousin pressing into your back.

You realize Spangle must have been the one drying you, but this confirms it. He's rubbing your thighs firmly with the towel. His voice whispers in your ear, "It happens every time I see her, but it doesn't have to go into her if you've got room." From the sensation on your back he and the dildo are close rivals for size.

When he finishes drying you you're definitely wetter. Words fail you as you hold your mouth open and lick your lips. You start fondling the dildo...

"Put it in." Maiden's voice is accompanied by a wicked grin.

You're about to comply when you hear a Barry White whisper in your ear, "Yes, ma'am."

Flesh under cloth on your back changes to bare flesh. There's a tiny spot of coolness where his tip touches you, then a sliding caress down your back and onto your inner thigh.

You look down and a blunt-tipped ICBM pushes into view between your legs. It's huge and chocolate-colored with a pinkish head and dark veins. It peeks upward and starts gently rubbing your slit.

A brown hand touches your clit and begins stroking while another traces around and teases your outie. You're already dripping on the Main Attraction, which make's Kenny's equipment look like a pencil. Your free hand reaches down and strokes it, gently guiding the length into its preferred nesting place. You can feel yourself being stretched as it slowly slides into you; it's a little uncomfortable but the pressure is making your body shudder in pleasure.

You glance up and notice Maiden America and Star staring at you with hungry expressions. Maiden is using one hand to hold up Star's skirt and the other to rub a breast that's been freed from her top. Star has one hand on her own clit and the other on Maiden's, giving both a gentle but firm workout.

You lift your feet off the ground, tilting your body slightly forward to get the maximum depth from the firm organic rod. You realize you're sucking the tip of the dildo like a popsicle.

You start feeling firm slow thrusts inside you, each one nudging your passion level upwards. Each reverse stroke pulls out a little bit of liquid, which is soon flowing in a stream down his balls and your thigh. Your hips help his, making each push harder and firmer and deeper.

You bite down on the dildo, which is about four inches into your mouth. You can feel the tension all up your body and the gush of fluid from your urethra. The girls both let out a sigh, but Spangle starts pushing faster and harder. Your love-tunnel is feeling the punishment and begging for more. You didn't think it was possible, but his pulsing cock is getting larger and harder.

There's a foop sound as he pulls out of you during your second climax and his penis slaps your clit. It pulses out of time with yours and a stream of jizz shoots up the length of your torso, stopping just below your neck. You're sucking the prosthetic like a huge soother when Star and Maiden jump you and start licking at either end of the cum-stream, Star at the top and Maiden at the source. Even if you wanted to stop them, you're paralyzed with rapture at all the attention.