Diane and Riekie each reluctantly released the nipple they were suckling, and moved back to their positions as observers. With the milk pressure on her swollen breasts thus temporarily relieved, I started winding Carol up again. I moved back up her body, trailing kisses up and over her tummy, across her breasts, teasing and tasting her milk-swollen nipples, and finally to her engorged lips, placing little love kisses there. She was still breathing a little hard, still up a bit, right where I wanted to keep her, not letting her all the way down. My lips locked onto hers. We started gently, but she was soon insistent, her body starting to writhe. She tried to suck the tongue out of my head — oh no you don't — you asked me to do it my way. <grin>.
I broke the kiss, gently. My mouth quickly worked south, again briefly tasting the delightful baby sauce from her lovely pink nips on the way past, just enough to elicit small gasps and shocks, gently winding her up, my right hand already exploring.
My lips continued their southward trek. I paused briefly at her navel, tasting, probing it with my tongue. Her back arched slightly. My hand traveled farther south, brushing lightly through those wonderful auburn curls, tickling a bit, causing her to shudder. It moved down, not quite to the top of her slit, rotating slightly, with a little pressure on her mons. It halted, teasingly close to her slit. My little finger touched, ever so lightly, at the very apex. Her hips came up, reaching for it. Carol moaned plaintively, wanting it. I teased — the hand moved to the side, fingertips lightly tracing down the top of her thigh. She shuddered again.
I shifted my position, my mouth traversing below her navel. My lips met and brushed her lovely thicket. I inhaled her scent — fresh, clean with a tantalizing hint of arousal. My hand traced back up her thigh, her body shuddering, brushing my own face, as it came to the apex, without touching. Then it trailed, fingertip light down her right thigh to her knee, then back up, slightly more to the inside, back toward her apex. Again it turned just short, and trailed back down the inside of her left thigh. My Love moaned softly and instinctively spread her legs wider.
I buried my face in her succulent curls — the texture and scent an overpowering aphrodisiac. My hands continued their teasing, roving up and down her thighs. Her silky thighs parted even more as I slid my hand up the right, past the vee onto her muff, and slowly, teasingly, back down her left. Just below her nether lips, I stopped, then slid it between her thighs and turned it ninety degrees. This sweet woman I had loved for so long once again got my primal message and spread her fabulous gams wide. I flipped myself between her now lewdly spread legs, both hands on her hips, my weight supported on my elbows. From her beautiful brown bush I kissed back up ... up to her navel, kissing side to side. Her hands came to my head, started pushing me down. I resisted moving too quickly. She moaned, hips pumping.
I glanced briefly toward the other pair. Arms wrapped about each other, Diane and Riekie appeared to be mesmerized into immobility. I was somewhat puzzled — they had seen me give Carol oral sex before, especially since the birth of the twins, but there must have been something extra special in the air tonight for them to be so fascinated without doing anything themselves except to watch and occasionally suckle at Carol's milk-distended nipples, and then only on my invitation.
Shaking my head at this apparent incongruity, I resumed my tasty endeavors. Gradually, nuzzling, blowing raspberries all over Carol's luscious flesh, my mouth worked lower, onto her tasty thicket of soft brown curls, moving ever downward, her hand pushing me lower, her hips pumping. My lower lip dropped over the precipice of her mons and I nuzzled into the top of her slit, my mouth working lower into her sweet divide. She spread her legs even farther, drew her knees up and let them fall outward in total surrender, now utterly open to me. I took a few seconds just to gaze at the wonder so willingly, eagerly displayed for me. I glanced upward. She rose on her elbows so she could look down and we smiled at each other.
Ever curious of my reactions and observations, Carol the exhibitionist asked, "What's the view like down there?"
"There's only one way to describe it, and at the risk of overusing a phrase, what I see is purely fan-fucking-tastic! Sorry to delay the action, but I just have to stare in wonder for a bit longer. You three are so beautiful —— I just can't get enough of simply looking when I'm up-close-and-personal like this."
She smiled sweetly at our wives, who still seemed strangely silent and disinclined to actively participate. "Princess and Muffin are prettier there."
"Yeah, but not by much." Carol wasn't fishing for a compliment. She knew exactly what she said and what my reply would be. She simply stated a mutually agreed fact, and I agreed, but softened it a little for the conditions.
I looked closer again, so I was now gazing straight into Heaven's door. A short five weeks after childbirth, and no visible (to me) evidence of stretching or other damage — she looked and smelled as edible as the first time I ever beheld her glorious sex. Carol's lips were a lovely coral pink, slightly parted, the inner lips protruding out slightly past. More delicate in texture, they were a similar shade, only darker. I could just barely see her clit sticking out near the top, almost out of its hood. It was pink too, but a much hotter, stimulated shade. She was glistening with her juice, wet down into the divide of those luscious buttocks. Her towel showed some dampness and everywhere, the deliciously musky scent of her sex and heat.
Back to the business of pleasure — I got more comfortable. I slid down more onto the bed between her legs, bringing my arms down under her thighs, and wrapping them around her legs so my hands were resting on the silky softness of her furry muffin. I inhaled ... Ah! The aroma of woman — my woman — in heat! So intoxicating!! I brought my hands down toward her furrow, and gently pried her slit open with my thumbs. Her clit popped out of its hood, hot and erect. I flicked it with a thumb. She lurched, bounced, and yelped.
"Fuck!"
I moved forward, pushed my tongue out to its full length, and very deliberately licked from the bottom of her labia to the top, forcing them to part. Her labia opened like the petals of an exotic flower. The taste was simply superb — exquisite to the nth degree. As always, she tasted sweet and fresh! Carol squirmed, forcing me to hold her in place so I could continue. I licked again, this time from the bottom all the way to her clit. The reaction was shocking! She spasmed, and a small amount of fluid sprayed out of her now completely wet vaginal opening. I licked again and the inner lips opened completely.
Oh what a beautiful sight! There before me, were the Gates of Paradise, her tunnel pulsing, almost breathing. Through this enchanted portal our sweet young twins entered the world! Did anyone ever have such a wondrous entryway prepared for them? Unable to resist longer, I pressed my face up tight, and stuck my tongue as far up her channel as I could get, my nose rubbing the bottom of her clit. She went orbital, her hips bucking and churning, thighs clenching around my head!
"OGOD! OGOD! OGOD! OH ... OH ... OH ... OH ... OH!!"
Inspired by her reactions, I started tongue fucking her savoury hole. My nose, rubbing through her upper labia, and bumping her clit, set her off. Trying for just a vaginal orgasm, I dropped my chin, relieving the pressure on her clit, pulled my tongue back and literally suck-kissed her vaginal opening. For my efforts, I got a mouth full of her juice. Delicious! I also got a strangled scream out of her...
"A-a-a-a-gh-gh-gh!"
As usual, this girl had more raw nerves than an open wound! Her hips thrashed and pumped. Her hands tangled in my hair and pulled me tighter into her sopping depths. My tongue worked back into her hole. I swirled it round and round, in and out, in and out — just my lips and tongue working her vagina. Feeling her orgasm continuing to build, I sped up my tongue fucking. Her hips worked faster and harder and I hung on for dear life. I felt her build to a crescendo, uttering inarticulate groaning sounds, increasing in pitch and volume.
My tongue worked her faster and deeper. She kept building, her hips raised off the bed. I felt her getting close to the edge. I pulled my tongue back, feeling her still build with that outstroke. I stabbed my tongue back in — hard! She bucked and flailed, still not quite there...
Again, I pulled my tongue back, sucking in a pulsing motion with my whole mouth then launched my tongue once more, probing deep within her. She was almost there!
I pulled my tongue back one more time then plunged it straight in, swirled it around, then rapid in and out. I loosened the suction of my lips, and blew a raspberry. Already excited to the extreme, Carol's jets lit and she went beyond orbital! Her hips launched off the bed, jamming her pussy hard into my face. Her vagina pulsed, contracting and releasing. Her hips dropped to the bed. I worked with my tongue; her hips came back up hard, and stayed up. Her thighs clenched around my head, holding me. Her vagina squirted. I sucked up her nectar as fast as she shot. And she screamed — to my ears, once more an angel sang...
"DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDD!!!
Carol bucked and churned, hands pounding the mattress, her thighs still locked on my head so tight it was difficult to breathe. Just when I thought I would pass out from lack of air, she relaxed and I was able to get my head back far enough to breath. It meant pulling off her vaginal opening. She was still squirting!
As she relaxed, she was wide open. I dropped my tongue to the bottom of her furrow, pressed my face in a little tighter, and moving my head, licked straight up with the full width of my tongue, right up to and over her clit. She rocked and convulsed again. As my tongue got to her clit, I teased and licked gently around the area, stimulating, but not directly — maintaining a level of arousal without sending her crashing over the top. I shifted my right arm back between her thighs and gently inserted my right index finger, pad upward, facing toward her clit, into her tunnel. Oh! So warm! So moist! She was extremely slick with her secretions, then I felt her tighten as her Kegel-trained muscles felt the intruder, gripping and massaging it.
Ever so gently, I moved my finger in and out, feeling, searching ... There! In about the depth of the second knuckle, I felt it — a rougher patch about the size of a nickel. Carol convulsed and shuddered as I touched the bundle of nerves directly. Carol thought she had learned something powerful when she read about and demonstrated prostate massage. Now ... she was going to experience something I read about recently — something almost guaranteed to bring on mind-shattering orgasms — the storied g-spot.
Having found her fabled g-spot, I began gently tapping and stroking that super-sensitive bundle of nerves. Carol's reaction was instantaneous and dramatic. She gasped, choked on a scream and her hips began churning so violently, I was almost literally hanging on for dear life. I continued tapping and teasing that marvelous spot, taking her ever higher. Several times Carol begged for release, but as she neared the top, I slowed down, keeping her from the pinnacle, forcing her to recover a little, then took her back up. Her hips heaved and thrashed as she gasped, groaned and grunted incoherently. I did this several times, all the while licking and teasing the area of her clit in sync with my ministrations to that special bundle of nerves. Carol was in the highest state of arousal I'd ever seen her, totally oblivious of anything except the continuously building pleasure explosion in her abdomen and pussy. I heard empathic gasps and groans emanating from nearby as Diane and Riekie occasionally mind-linked with her.
Finally, simultaneously, I moved my tongue to direct stimulation of her clitty, applied a little pressure and licked it hard. Just as the tip of my tongue passed over, I flicked it hard, then fluttered it against her clit and GROWLED as my fingers tapped and strobed her g-spot. Suddenly overcome by blinding waves of pleasure and release, poor Carol launched straight up off the bed, the orgasmic spasms hard and fast. Her head thrashed from side to side. Her heels drummed the bed. And she screamed and screamed and screamed!
"DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVVVVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDD!! ... OGODOGODOGODOGOD!! DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDD!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooo!!"
I looked down. Her vagina squirted about six inches, and kept squirting! My Girls were all squirters to varying degrees, and almost always squirted at least some on every orgasm, but Carol! Oh my! She hadn't fired her watery barrage like this since our original wedding night! The distance it reached reduced with the violence of her spasms, which kept rocking her body. Just when it seemed she was done, another one would rock her, and she'd squirt again. I just lay there and enjoyed the show. Her breathing was laboured, gasping for breath. I glanced to Diane and Riekie. They clung tightly to each other as if holding against a gale, their mouths open in shock and awe.
Curious, and yes, I am a bastard, I know ... I blew gently directly on her clit in a long continuous fine airflow. Carol started to buck and thrash again, grunting hard and her vagina squirted and squirted!
"UH ... UH ... UH ... UH ... UH ... UH ... UH ... UH ... UH ... UH ... UH ... UH!!"
With this last 'little' stimulation to her overwrought nerves, Carol's eyes rolled upward, showing only the whites and she was reduced to gibbering wreckage as her sister-wives watched in stunned disbelief. I still can't quite grasp how she managed to hold onto a shred of consciousness.
Finally, not wanting to wear her out completely, I let her wind down. Her eyes rolled back down out of her head, but remained unfocused and unseeing with a 'thousand-yard stare'. Her breathing came in gulps and gasps as her hips and body still jerked in aftershock. Occasional jolts passed the full length of her body as she gradually settled down.
As Carol gradually returned to some semblance of functional awareness, I checked her out — her marvelous muffin was wet and matted; the inside of her thighs was sopping; her towel was completely soaked through to the sheet beneath; and the sheet itself was damp — thank the Goddess for mattress covers. Her knees were drawn up, bent, folded to the outside, her whole pussy fully exposed, and it was gorgeous. The spasms and shock waves passed gradually away and she was able to relax her legs.
Carol was at last able to speak. "H-H-HOLY F-F-F-UCK B-B-BATMAN!!"
"Are you OK?"
"I ... I ... think so ... that was so-o-o-o intense! I-I d-didn't think it was ever gonna s-stop! Goddess, David!! It's al-always good, but it has never been quite as good as that very first time... until now. Th-this was simply mind-blowing! I guess you weren't k-kidding when you said I ain't seen nuthin yet! What ... what in the world did you DO to me?"
"Happy Anniversary, Baby. Happy Anniversary! Ever hear of the g-spot?" She nodded affirmatively, but indicating a level of disbelief in its erogenous efficacy. "Thought it was a myth, eh? Not anymore... ! Believe it ... it really exists, and you just got a little payback for that finger up the butt trick you pulled on me a couple months ago. I think I read about it in the same book you found your little surprise."
I looked around conspiratorially, stroking and twisting the ends of an imaginary long handlebar mustache á la Dick Dastardly. "<sinister chuckle> Now ... didn't I say I thought I smelled THREE someones good enough to eat? There must be two more around here somewhere ... hee, hee, hee, heeee..."
From the other side of a slowly recovering and still babbling Carol, I heard gasps and nervous giggles.
"Awright, M'ladies ... who's next? I promise to be nice ... Broohahahaha..."
There were some soft protests of trepidation, but once reassured I would take it easy with them because of their 'delicate' condition, before long the other two cuddled up and presented themselves for some oral stimulation. Soon I was alternately face-deep in two more sweet, succulent, squirting snatches. Nirvana! I teased each of them with a g-spot orgasm, but in deference to their advanced pregnancies, not nearly to the extent of what I had done to Carol. Both were wound up tighter than nine-day clocks already from observing and to some extent empathically experiencing Carol's moments of extreme ecstasy. It didn't take very long at all before both Diane and Riekie were shattering windows three concessions away with their screams of completion and soaking their towels with their own copious emissions.
Soon my two pregnant wives were fully sated orally, and reduced to babbling themselves. I quietly slid out of bed, careful not to disturb my sated sybarites, donned my robe and slipped into the bathroom. I quickly washed my face and beard of pussy juice, prepared some warm washcloths and retrieved three fresh towels from the linen closet.
When I returned to our room, My Girls were still lolling in a post-orgasmic stupor, only marginally aware of their surroundings. I straddled a still addled Carol and tenderly cleaned her breasts and thighs of her drying fluids. Despite my and the other girls' best efforts to consume them, she had still leaked furiously, especially her milk. Her luscious boobies were a sticky mess, and she should be as fresh as possible for the babes' next feeding. My gentle, loving ministrations to her helped bring Carol around. Soon she was fully aware, but still languorous.
I rolled her to the side as I replaced her soaked towel for a fresh one, then as I rolled her back, I bent and kissed her sweetly. "Rest awhile, Baby. The others need a little TLC with a washcloth too. I love you."
Carol smiled as she returned my kiss then whispered, "Mmmmm! I feel so-o-o-o goo-ood! I love you so much, David! Look after my sisters, then I think I might be ready for a little love revenge..." She reached for my lips, kissed me sweetly, then pushed me toward our bedmates
With Carol's gentle shove, I recovered my position between Riekie and Diane who were both still out of it. Soon, with the judicious and tender application of tongue and washcloth, I had both of these dazzling damsels as fresh as I could possibly get them. A somewhat recovered Carol helped me roll each so I could replace their wet towels with fresh. My cleanup duties performed, I lay back between my pregnant wives and relaxed.
As I lay between the exhausted and spent Diane and Riekie, my erection lying untended along my belly, Carol recovered more fully and soon was eager to return to the fray. True to her stated plan for the evening, her attention became totally focused on the long hard object that projected from my groin...
Thus, Carol, now fully recovered, moved between my legs. Her soft, warm hands traced enticingly up my thighs, followed by her moist breath and lips, alternately kissing and nipping the sensitive flesh of my inner thighs until she reached the ultimate object of her attention. Her lips slowly engulfing the head of my now almost painfully hard appendage, Carol began one of her classic blowjobs. She kissed my penis with a little more suction, her tongue working into the slit, lapping up my pre-cum and swallowing it greedily.
Carol proceeded to lick and suck me expertly, taking me near the top, then backing me down. She wouldn't let me come, but knew enough not to get me 'blue ball' hurting either. What Carol was doing to me now was pure, unmitigated pleasure torture, and I loved it — payback's a bitch, eh? The other two watched languorously as Carol expertly manipulated my swollen cock, licking their lips in anticipation as their awareness gradually returned.
As she played and sucked and licked, Carol talked to Rascal, her Sweet Prince, telling him what a wonderful penis he was. My hand found its way between her legs from behind. She willingly parted her knees to allow the access, and I began absently strumming her clit and fingering her tight hole. Her juices flowed wetly down her thighs as she paid homage to my cock. Carol kept her ministrations going, but my hand in her pussy started her rising toward a climax. She didn't want me to come, so she just hung on while I worked her up again. Soon her hips were pumping and gyrating as she worked herself back against my hand, forcing my finger deeper into her. Suddenly she bolted upright, her pelvis jerked hard and she yelped.
"David! Oh, David!"
Carol's orgasmic exclamation was the final catalyst to complete Diane and Riekie's restoration to full awareness At Carol's outburst, they got all dreamy as the full realization sunk in. Both leaned into Carol and kissed her tenderly., then turned to me, and kissed me with full abandon. I felt my toes curl. My penis, somewhat deflated by inattention as Carol came, stiffened in her hand, as much from the stimulation of their hot, hungry kisses, as Carol's stroking, which had become more insistent as their kisses deepened. We broke the kiss with a gasp, and they all regarded my now swollen staff with open lust. Carol leaned over and spoke to it for all of them.
"Glad to see you're still awake, Pretty Thing! They said it's my anniversary, and you're the prize! Wanna play?"
Carol leaned in closer. I felt her hot breath on my crotch. She held her gentle grip on my tumescence, laid her pretty head in my lap, and began to lick and kiss every inch of my genitals as if I was covered in our usual mess of fluids. She licked and kissed me completely clean. Her attentions had a very desirable effect. My cock got stiffer and harder as she worked me sensuously. At last she took me in her mouth, and sucked and licked like there was no tomorrow. She got a rhythm going with her hand and mouth, sliding up and down. She couldn't take the full length in her mouth, but what she did felt absolutely marvelous!
Riekie and Diane got down close, and watched, licking their lips. I'm sure that they got as much pleasure out of watching Carol on her anniversary day, as they would if they'd been doing these things themselves. I could feel their breath on my skin as they intently observed Carol giving me an expert blowjob.
Carol started to work me harder. Her movements became more rapid. My hips started to pump. I knew I was coming soon. Carol sensed it, slowed down a bit, took a pinching grip at the base of my throbbing cock, and I felt some of the pressure ease (that woman read about more than just how to massage a prostate, methinks!). She sensed it too, looked up at me, lifted off for a second, winked, and gave me a thoroughly evil grin. Then her mouth descended back onto my hardness, and she started in again, working me up ever higher. She kept doing this, taking me near the peak then easing me back down a bit. Each successive peak was higher, the sense of pressure greater — the explosion, when it came, would be memorable...
Riekie and Diane could no longer stand just to watch. Diane leaned in, and licked and kissed my balls while Carol worked my engorged shaft. Riekie descended upon my nipples, sucking and nipping, amazing me at how sensitive my own nipples were to titillation. Riekie raised herself to my lips, kissed me sweetly, then by way of my nipples and belly button (Yep! Payback IS a bitch, ain't it?), she joined the other two as they ministered to my cock and balls.
Carol maintained her steady sucking, licking, and teasing of my steely shaft, all the while maintaining eye contact with me as much as possible, further stimulating me as I looked into her cerulean depths. I know it's an old saw that whenever a guy gets it from his woman, 'My cock was the hardest I've ever known', or words to that effect, but this episode certainly qualified as one of the times I was harder than I could ever remember. Having three gorgeous women that love you to the ends of time giving you a triple header simply has got to be one of the most stimulating experiences imaginable.
With Riekie and Diane sharing duty licking my balls, and Carol giving me the most expert and titillating ever blowjob, I was soon ready to blow a complete gasket. I thought my whole body was about to explode! They all sensed it. Their licking and sucking became almost frantic. They each had a hand in their own pussies, frigging themselves. Watching the whole drama unfold, I was driven almost to madness. My hips were pumping, fucking into Carol's hot, wet mouth. I looked back and forth, watching them frig themselves.
As I neared that last crest, blood pounding in my ears, my temples throbbing, those three vixens maneuvered in such a way they had their hands up someone else, and started frigging each other, hardly missing a stroke! This was too much for me and my balls started to erupt. I felt my hot jism coursing, rushing up from my balls under tremendous pressure, through my cock, and exploding in squirt after squirt after squirt. I roared my release.
"I-I-I-M-M CU-U-U-U-UU-UM-MM-I-I-ING!"
Riekie, Diane and Carol redoubled their efforts, licking and sucking to maximize my release. They all came with me, fingering each other off. On the first squirt, Carol lifted her head off, and watched it shoot into the air, landing back on my belly and thighs. She deftly recaptured it on the second squirt, and greedily sucked down almost every drop I produced. How Carol managed such control when her hips were writhing in her own orgasm is beyond me. I'm definitely convinced some of her antecedents hailed from Krypton...
My spend was prodigious! I may have come more and harder at other times in my life, but I simply cannot recall when. Although, to be fair and honest, with these three horny, almost insatiable nymphs, every time I came seemed like the hardest and most voluminous ever. Superlatives start to run out when I recall the wild and free sex I have had with them. I squirted a good five or six times. Carol kept me in her mouth, those marvelous eyes watching me, as I came and came, and then came some more. She swallowed as fast as she could, and she did get most of it, but some inevitably leaked out the corners of her mouth, dribbling down her chin and onto her beautiful bounteous boobies.
Riekie and Diane didn't have to control the spitting, spurting, sperm spritzer of an erupting cock while they came, and thus they were able to fully let themselves go into their orgasms. Their bodies shook and quaked. They settled down some, and licked all my spilled seed from my body like a pair of kittens lapping up cream. As they licked up my sperm, making something of a production of it with exaggerated licks, and soulful glances into my eyes, their bodies would spasm, hips jerking, wetting themselves pretty good in the process.
Carol's hips spasmed and jerked as she sucked me dry. I saw her inner thighs gleaming with her own wetness. I lay back, then, and relaxed. Diane leaned over to Carol and kissed her hotly. As they broke, I saw Diane smile delightedly, lick her lips and swallow! Carol had shared my cum with her through that kiss! Riekie then saw the little bit of cum dribbling from the corners of Carol's mouth, and kissed it all off, opening her mouth and sharing that with Carol. Too much! My senses staggered as I lay there, almost in a fugue.
Presently, we heard a noise over the baby monitor. We all made to get up, but Carol pushed us all back onto the bed. "I can do it by myself! They don't sound wet, so I can feed them myself for once. You three rest, then why don't you ladies see if you can show David what we've all learned? <giggle>"
Carol quietly crawled out of bed, slipped on her robe, and disappeared out the door. Soon we heard her voice over the baby monitor as she cooed lovingly to Katelyn and Benjie. I lay back and relaxed, basking in the love of the two women with me and listening contentedly to the sounds of mother and babies as she suckled them. In truth, after that last stupendous explosion of semen, I was not in the greatest shape to be helping Carol with the babies anyway. At one point, I probably would have been hard pressed to remember my own name, let alone anything else...
I dozed off, but my rest was to be short-lived, though. Presently, I awoke to warmth and wetness at my groin. From the sounds coming through the baby monitor, Carol would soon be finished feeding and changing the twins. I must have napped longer than it seemed. I looked down, and saw two heads — one blonde, one brunette — as Diane and Riekie busily licked and sucked me back to full erection. They sucked and licked and kissed, alternating between them which had my shaft in her mouth and which was playing with my balls, making a game of it.
I lay back and simply enjoyed the extreme pleasure of having two horny females giving me an incredible blowjob. Riekie had always, from her very first time, given expert head, taking to it like a duck to water. Diane's first blowjob was relatively recent, but like her wife, she was a 'natural', and now gave truly excellent head. Now I had the two of them working my member expertly. I noticed as they sucked and licked on me, they each had a hand busy in their hot little snatches.
I wasn't long building toward wanting — needing — release. As their lips, tongues and hands teased and stimulated my throbbing joint, the sensations grew more intense, and my hips started pumping. My balls lifted and tightened to the base of my cock as I felt that familiar bittersweet pain of release building in my temples. They sensed the approaching explosion, backed off, pinching the base of my swollen penis, delaying it, then took me even higher.
They repeated this sweet torture several times, taking me almost to release, then easing off until I was almost screaming for relief. Together they jacked and stroked the shaft while the two of them licked and sucked on the knob. In the end, having two tongues flicking around and in the slit was too much tactile sensation, producing the inevitable flooding result. As my own orgasm approached, the jerking of their hips from their own hands became more frantic.
Just as I thought I was about to explode, one of them inserted a finger in my anus, found the walnut-sized gland, and gently massaged. It was like an electric shock! My whole body convulsed, and suddenly my balls heaved and spewed. My cock swelled and hardened even more in their hot grasp as it erupted, squirting gob after gob of thick, creamy white semen into their eager mouths.
Because neither could form a tight seal, much plastered their faces. As I spewed out my wet load, their own orgasms exploded on them, but they never missed a beat, moaning their pleasure as I shot into their mouths. My hips slowed and the squirting dwindled to just an ooze from the tip. Like kittens lapping cream, they licked the pearly drops of spilled semen from each other's faces completely clean. They exchanged a hot kiss, and I saw them pass my seed between them, then they each turned to me, opened their mouths and showed me the pool of white on their tongues. Then they rejoined in a sensual soul kiss, and each made exaggerated swallowing motions! Too much!
I thought my previous orgasm was mind-wrenching! Huh! This time, I reached sensory overload, and passed out! I felt my eyes roll up into my head. Everything went white, then black ... Next thing I know, I'm swimming up out of a warm black darkness, open my eyes and three gorgeous sets of eyes — brilliant azure, deep sapphire, sensual brown — were regarding me with some concern and a great deal of love. Carol must have returned while I was out of it. Man! What an incredible experience!
They all bent to my sated penis and sucked and licked anything they could from my wilting member then kissed each other passionately and crawled up beside me, bringing the covers with them and snuggled in tight in their spaces for tonight — Riekie to my right, Carol to my left, and Diane cuddled to her left. I kissed each of them sweetly, tasting myself on their lips. My Girls cuddled around me, settling in for the night — relaxed, loving each other, and experiencing that soft post-coital afterglow that true lovers enjoy (Hey! A good line is worth repeating — many times, if it's as good as this one!).
With my wives snuggled in, I lay there, gradually recovering from my orgasmic fainting spell.
As I drifted back to reality, I pondered yet again just how it came to be that ALL these wonderful creatures owned my soul. Now, I know you're asking yourself — after all this time, how many times do you have to kick this particular can around before you get the answer through your obviously all-too-thick head? After all, angst, especially of the teenage variety, which this was a vestige of, might be OK for awhile, but enough is enough, already. Right? Right...