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Chapter 37 by OppositeOfMiddle OppositeOfMiddle

How did she answer?

Share me

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The pretty blonde looked at Monica, and replied, “Sorry I’m not really into girls. I was thinking we could share your man. He has more than enough to go around.”

“Sure,” Monica said. “You can join us. I don’t mind sharing my man.”

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The blonde turned off the light. The girls settled on the floor. I had no clue how they would sleep on the hard ground with just a pillow and a blanket. The blonde crawled into the bed, and I was sandwiched between two beautiful women.

I couldn’t decide how to lay. On my back? On my side? Facing who?

I finally decided to stay neutral on my back. Both women cuddled up to me, both of their arms draped on my body. I was so turned on, and so extremely hard. Whenever one of their hands or arms grazed my cock, I shivered in pleasure.

After a while, I heard a steady breathing from the girls surrounding our bed. I turned my face to Monica. She immediately met me with a deep kiss. She wasn’t falling asleep with another woman touching me. As we made out, I felt a hand slip into my boxers and grip my cock. I didn’t know whose hand it was, but I didn’t care.

I broke the kiss with Monica, and was about to turn my face to the pretty blonde. She stopped me: “No kissing her. It’s like Pretty Woman. You can’t kiss the hooker.”

The blonde heard, and said, “That’s okay. I’ll busy myself another way then.” She disappeared underneath the blanket. I turned back, and returned to making out with Monica.

I reached out and squeezed her soft tit. She lifted her shirt to give me better access. My hand massaged her warm skin, and her nipples hardened between my fingers. She sighed heavily into my mouth. She loved her tits played with.

Meanwhile lump under the blanket moved down the bed. The blonde didn’t waste any time pulling off my boxers. Her lips slowly kissed their way up my shaft. I wished I could have watched her. Half the pleasure of blowjobs is seeing a pretty girl with her lips wrapped around your cock.

Finally I felt the warm wetness of her mouth engulf the head of my cock. I let out an involuntary moan that grabbed Monica attention. I could hear the jealousy in her voice when she asked, “Is the little rich girl sucking your big fat cock?”

I just nodded. If I opened my mouth, I would’ve moaned again. The blonde was vigorously sucking me now. Her hand strongly gripped my base, and her mouth sucked down to her hand and back up. So enthusiastic. So incredible. Fuck. I couldn’t think about how good it felt, because I would explode in her mouth. I had to distract myself.

I buried my face in Monica’s big tits. I gave them the same treatment the blonde was giving my cock. Hard sucking. Tongue swirling. An unfortunately a little bit of teeth, because her jaw was getting tired and she couldn’t keep it open as wide.

Monica moaned, “Ahh I need you in me.” She threw the blanket down the bed, revealing the marvelous sight of my cock stretching the pretty blonde’s mouth. She slowly sucked her lips back up off my cock. Her spit glistened in the moonlight.

She smiled at me, “I hoped you enjoyed that. I’ve never sucked one so girthy.”

Monica answered for me, “I’m sure you did fine. But you need to move, because I’m about to ride my man.”

The blonde moved disappointedly. Monica straddled my hips and guided my cock into her pussy. She was so fucking wet, and felt incredible around my cock. Her tits swayed as she rode me. I glanced over at the blonde. I felt bad she was being left off. I said to her, “Take off those pajama bottoms and ride my face.”

She perked up at that suggestion. She slipped off her bottoms. My eyes immediately looked to her tan bare pussy. She must wax and tan in the nude. Probably really high maintenance. But I didn’t care because that pussy made my mouth water. She straddled my face, and I pulled her hips down to my eager tongue.

I licked and sucked her pussy enthusiastically. It became my entire focus. Monica’s wet pussy grinding up and down my cock was pushed to the background. I bathed in the juices that were drenching my face. My tongue danced to the music of her moans. I was determined to give this college girl the best cunnilingus of her life.

She was either really good at faking moans, or I was giving her multiple orgasms. Not to be outdone: Monica’s moans increased in volume. Screams of “Oh fuck Chandler. You’re going to make me come again.”

In response, I bent my legs and planted my feet into the mattress. With a little blonde smothering my face, I started to pound my thick brunette girlfriend’s pussy. That increased her moans even more.

The room was filled with two girls orgasming and moaning loudly, and the loud smacking sound of my hips clapping into Monica’s thick ass. No way the other three girls were able to sleep through this.

I gasped, “I’m about to come. I’m about to come,” and I slapped Monica’s ass. Out of habit she dismounted me, and rolled onto the bed. I was just going to stroke and come all over my stomach, but the pretty blonde turned and dove off my face. She wrapped her lips around my cock head as I stroke. I groaned in orgasm. My cock spurted ropes and ropes of cum into the blonde’s mouth. She greedily ate it up. I just kept coming. The buildup of the entire night had my balls working overtime.

Finally I stopped coming, and the blonde lifted her mouth off my cock. She smiled at me. A little white cum dripped out of the corner of her mouth. “That was amazing.”

Monica asked, “How’d my pussy taste?”

“Not as good as your man’s cum,” the blonde said. Her tongue lashed out and licked up of drop on her lip. She looked at me, “How long does it take you to go again? I’d love to feel your cock inside me.”

Before Monica could object, the three girls from the floor yelled out.

“NO!”

“Let us sleep!”

“Stop having sex!”

Oh shit. I felt really bad for them. I said, “No more sex. They have to sleep. Monica, do you mind if I sleep on the floor, and they can have my spot on the bed? I feel like a jerk.”

“I’m not giving up my spot,” Monica said, pulling her clothes back on. “You can sleep on the floor if you want.”

I ended up sleeping on the floor alone, and the five girls slept in the bed. After the **** and the exhausting sex, I fell asleep quickly.

How was I woken up?

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