Having spent themselves and no longer distracted, Mila and Doreen finally got one another off.
I felt like Jell-O, floating on a sea of female flesh, basking in it, surrounded by it, hands and fingers still occasionally reaching out, if simply nothing more than just to touch. It felt like a dream, a very sexy…very, very wet dream.
” Wonder how JoAnn and the boys are doing?” Mila suddenly wondered aloud. “Right about now, I bet she’s fucking two of them and blowing another while Steven films it,” she stated without really thinking.
“I’m willing to bet she is too,” Doreen added. “Though I’m also willing to bet the boys aren’t complaining that we’re not there with them either,” she said, rolling over only then catching what must have been a pained look in my eyes.
“Oh, sorry…maybe Kevin’s not very comfortable hearing us talking about his mom and dad like this,” she then said.
“No, it’s ok,” I told everyone. “Just gonna take a while to get used to the fact that my own mother’s just as much of a sexy hot naughty woman as the three of you are is all. I mean I’ve always accepted Dad’s behavior, sort of expected perhaps, so I’ve never really given any of that much thought. But…just recently finding out my own mom’s just as naughty…if not even more so than the three of you are, is going to take some getting used to is all.”
All three women laughed at that. “Someone starting to have naughty thoughts about their own mother?” Mila teased me, seeing my eyes widen in response to that.
“Certainly not!” I objected, and then mellowed. “Well…not in THAT way anyway!” I responded back, once again to the sound of the three of them chuckling. And then I laughed, joining them. “I guess…I just need to see things in an entirely different light,” I amended. “Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing, though it’s still going to take some time getting used to it.”
And then it dawned on me as to what Mila had said earlier. “Movies?” I thought to myself, and remembered dad had an extensive collection of stuff, though he was always recording the history channel on TV, and then cataloging them for watching later. I wondered…thinking I just might have to check a few of those out.
“Damn,” Doreen said, fingering and fondling my limp flaccid noodles. “I think you guys killed it!” She said dejectedly.
“Nah,” Mila laughed. “It’s just being coy. I’ll show you. Stand up, spread yourself, let it see your little clit wants to come out and play, and see what happens,” she told her.
I shook my head, these gals were unbelievable. After the intensity I’d just gone through, it was going to take a hell of a lot more than that!
Boy was I wrong.
I don’t know. Maybe it was a throwback to that old, “I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours thing,” going on that did it. But as Doreen actually stood there, and spread herself, and then dodled her cute little clit right there in front of me as I lay below looking up at it, I felt an all too familiar stirring. Hell, even I was surprised! I looked down, saw my dick suddenly move, sort of like rolling over onto its back (if dicks had a back anyway) and then slowly sit up, and then stand up.
“Well…I’ll be damned!” I said openly.
“No. You’ll be fucked!” Doreen corrected me. “And now!”
I was only too happy to comply. I was at least granted a bit of a reprieve in the fact that she mounted me, like I was going to complain about that either way. For one thing, in addition to her slithering down my pole like a fireman with the alarm going off in the station as she did,
having those two sweet beauties Jacobbing about up and down above me gave me something else to think about doing too. For me at least, in a way, it’s sort of like turning on a light switch. All I have to do is pretend I’m screwing in the bulbs, and suddenly the switch goes up, and everything’s on after that. Which it most certainly was.
I mean seriously, she might not have had the biggest tits, but her nipples more than made up for whatever lack thereof there might have been. Which in my book, wasn’t much.
Easily standing up and away from her breasts by a good inch, inch and a half at least, and as big around as gumdrops, or so it seemed anyway, I just lay there thumbing each one of them, flicking them back and forth between my fingers as Doreen rolled her eyes, moaning. Damn they were fucking fun to play with. So much so, I’d almost forgotten about the sensation her pussy was giving to my cock. Almost…
Still not quite into it yet themselves, both Mila as well as Laurel just watched from either side of us, occasionally reaching out to toy with, fondle and then eventually kissing me, or one another while Doreen happily went about doing jumping jacks while sitting on my prick.
It wasn’t long however before either one of them got aroused themselves once again, and before I knew it, Laurel was easing herself down over my face. Mila had scooted around Doreen suddenly deciding a little ball sack play was in order, which tightened them up considerably, especially when I felt a probing finger suddenly going places I’d never had or felt one go before.
Feeling that, enjoying the soft wet caress of Doreen’s tight hot cunt gripping my shaft, and then Laurel’s delicious tasting pussy with that amazing clit of hers as she sat on my face, I once again found myself in a state of euphoria. I knew then that the impossible was possible, that the improbable, no longer was. The fact I now have my third slick pussy in a matter of less than four hours now was beyond me.
That I had another gorgeous older woman sitting on my face was the thing that boyhood dreams and fantasies were made of, and I was living one. Not to mention enjoying the feel of a probing finger that up until now anyway, had never been something I’d have ever considered doing myself. I realized then, I still had a lot to learn. A hell of a lot to learn yet. But…I also knew from this moment on, I would be a more than willing student.
“Alright you horny little stud-muffin, give it to me!” Doreen cried out unabashedly. I actually don’t think I knew what a stud-muffin was at the time, but I honestly didn’t have to do anything but lay there and be one I suppose. I mean after all, Doreen was pretty much doing all the work,
and it wasn’t like I could really do anything to help that aside from an occasional upward thrust of my pelvis when I could manage it, and not throw Laurel off my face in the process. Besides which, I was already starting to tingle all over the place in ways I’d not experienced before as Mila continued to touch spots and places that had previously had a “no trespassing” sign posted on them. So much for that.
And I honestly wasn’t too sure I’d even climax again myself. It had been a thing of interest just seeing my dick rise once again, let alone anything else. So I figured if nothing else, it was at least stiff enough and hard enough for Doreen to ride on and pleasure herself. I’d have been content enough with that, as long as she was. But the closer and closer she got to having an orgasm, it seemed that she likewise wanted to feel me having one too…inside her. And that, I honestly wasn’t too sure about.