The Gift

Seductively staring into my eyes from below, Cassie, the smaller - at least height-wise - of the girls activated these eyes. These … these sort of eyes which literally screamed: “Rail the fuck out of me!”

I was stunned, unable to move or avert my gaze, the girl’s blue pupils tantalizingly swaying from one side to the other, fixing my gaze.

She played with me. This much I knew. But no one could prepare a fresh adult for such an **** of overwhelming sexual energy.

That’s why it was no surprise that when they dragged me into a little chamber next to the hallway, I never resisted.

And before I knew it, two beautiful women knelt before me, caressing and fondling each other’s massive boobs, fiercely making out with each other, the sloppy noises of two blue-eyed bimbos french-kissing each other dominating the sudden silence of the tiny chamber.

Their onslaught on each other continued for a while, their attention solely focused on each other. Yet Macy eventually began to brush her sharp pink nails along my leg, the tickling sensation sending shivers down my body and blood into my groin.

But what really put my libido into overdrive - all thoughts about the previous horrors gone - was when Macy ripped down Cassie’s crop-top and began pinching and licking her friend’s nipples.

The sight of Cassie’s perfect globes defying gravity and the intensity with which the second bimbo treated them was too much and a groan escaped my dry throat, which in turn amused Macy, the more bottom-heavy of the two, who spoke in a raspy voice: “Do you want to play with us Neo?”

“But you should know … When we play with each other … We are rough … and Hard.” She accentuated the word as Cassie grabbed the tent in my pants, my erection raging as my dick screamed at me to finally plow some chick, even if it probably meant infecting myself with several STDs.