Increase the slut make me happy – 3

“Increase the slut make me happy” Part-3 Continues….

It soon became obvious that they were timing themselves, coordinating their efforts. Something obviously they could have only done with a great deal of practice and familiarity.

“Close?” Pauline had asked.

“Almost,” Lucy had responded, already the telltale signs of her pleasure beginning to transform her face. Pauline too looked on the verge of exploding at any second, doing so almost the exact same instant that Lucy did when she cried out with initial warning.

“Now!”

Almost as one they came. A sudden explosive torrent of clear silky warm fluid spraying nearly everywhere in two clashing geysers that met somewhere in the middle. Two streams of girls were pouring out of each, mingling for a moment in mid-air before cascading down upon Stella and I in what felt like, and to some extent actually looked like, a rushing waterfall.

“Holy fucking shit!” I cried out in disbelief, pleasure and excited joy at seeing as well as feeling this. Stella too was giggling almost hysterically, trying to capture some of the two girl’s streams in her hands, backwashing it against herself as though washing her face in a mountain stream. The accompanying moans and groans of their pleasured delights simply intensifying their mutually combined orgasm, as well as ours. Stella’s thrashing however dislodged my prick, which sprang up like a coiled spring.

Upon seeing it, just as the first spurt of my own skyrocketing spunk flew from the tip, Pauline reached down, squatting over it even more directly, still squirting, and now directly aiming her stream against me as she held my cock in hand. I lay there, feeling the rush of my sperm as it ejaculated over and over against her, her hand still holding me, milking me, ensuring that every last ounce of my juice had been expelled.

Needless to say, the bed was soaked, as were we all. But it was a nice erotic warm feeling to lay there in it, feeling the caress of the girls’ recent spending as the three of them now began smearing my entire body from head to toe in it too. Feeding me at times the remnants and traces of their liquid release.

I was in fact drunk on it, intoxicated with their aroma and taste, surprised when my so recently spent prick didn’t merely shrivel up into nothingness, remaining somewhat hard at least, and then growing again as the girls now turned to one another, and began sampling their mutual delights.

I sat on the edge of the bed watching. Pauline on her back, Stella straddling her face, leaning over just enough to comfortably lick Lucy’s succulent looking cunt as she lay in front of her. Just hearing the three girls as they lapped happily away at one another, soon had my cock rising with renewed interest. When it was sufficiently hard enough once again, I moved up between Pauline’s legs, placed the head of my dick at her opening and proceeded to tease her clit mercilessly with it until she just couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Ok, ok! Enough already!” she cried out half giggling. “Now fuck me with it!” She demanded. I quickly slid inside her, feeling the heat of her cunt as it gripped my shaft, impaling her fully and deeply a moment later. She continued sucking, licking and eating Stella’s cunt, she doing the same to Lucy as I began sliding in and out of her with ever increasing speed and tempo. “Oh fuck that’s it! That’s it! That’s nice!” she called out into Stella’s equally juicy quim, and then came again, literally forcing my prick out of her with the sudden surge of another massively forceful jettison of her hot liquid girl cream.

I had ended my own personal fantasy with being given double heads by both Lucy and Pauline, with Stella riding my face into ecstasy. After that, I was content to just sit there and watch, enjoying my wine, and watching the three girls joyfully exhaust one another well on until morning where I again briefly fucked them each until just managing to ink out a dribble or two of my spunk into each one of their waiting mouths.

Stella and I slept in one another’s arms until checkout later on that next afternoon. As we got dressed and prepared to leave, she turned to me. “Now…it’s your turn to fulfill one of my fantasies,” she told me. “Which I’ll tell you about on the way back home.”

**

After what I had experienced, something I never felt in a million years that I ever would, I knew that if it was even remotely possible, I had to return the favor. The problem was, I wasn’t quite sure how to go about it, nor did I think I’d ever be able to convince a group of guys to go along with either, necessarily, and leave it within the boundaries and specifics of Stella’s fantasy and desire. She wasn’t looking for a gang-bang, in fact…she’d made it perfectly clear that the only person she actually wanted to have intercourse now was with me.

Though she certainly wasn’t opposed to sucking a few cocks during that, or in being watched by several others while we did. But her primary focus, desire and want, was to simply be cum on, massively, all over her entire body. That was it in a nutshell. So like I said, finding enough guys, approaching them, and then getting some assurance from them that that was all it would be, was a challenging dilemma. Or so at first I thought anyway.

It was several days later while at work that I had gone out to lunch with one of the guys whom I mostly closely associated with being a friend I could trust. He was one of a very select few whom I thought I could, and who I had told and shared with him a few things with regards to Stella. When we got into the topic of sex, which we generally always did, I casually mentioned to him Stella’s quirky little fantasy. I watched as his eyes lit up in excitement.

“Fuck man! I’d do something like that in a heartbeat, and not even think twice about doing it either!”

The thing was, Ed was happily married to a very good looking woman. In all the years I had known him, I’d never once heard that he’d ever cheated on his wife, nor would he either. They seemed to have one of the rare perfect relationships, so though he might have had no problem looking, I knew without any doubt that Ed would never truly stray from his wife. This however, was something he actually entertained doing, primarily because all he would do, and be willing to do, was stand there and jerk himself off without touching anyone.

“I might know a couple of other guys I could talk to,” he told me. “Let me look into it, and then get back to you.” I was pleasantly surprised when days later, he called me. “Robin? I’ve got fourteen guys lined up…is that enough? Too many? Too few? You tell me.”

“Seriously? Fourteen?”

“Yep, and they all know the rules, and they’re each and every one of them good with it. So…now, it’s up to you to let us know where and when, and I promise, we’ll all be there!”

Now it was my turn to surprise Stella, which I knew she would be.

**

The first thing I had to do however was coordinate her nights off. Not giving away any details, I simply asked her when she had the next available night off, and when she could safely spend most of it with me. That was when I first learned she really didn’t work at any restaurant, the way her parents thought she did.

“So where do you work then?” I asked curiously. I guess I shouldn’t have been all that surprised, especially after having met her two “co-workers” Pauline and Lucy. I’d had a hard time picturing the three of them as waitresses to begin with.

“I work at XXX-Ray,” she told me, which I knew was an exotic dance club, and a rather popular one at that. It had some technological advances I’d heard about, and had honestly been anxious to see. Now I had an even bigger reason for going. In addition to the girls actually dancing live on stage, in the nude of course, the club had also devised a way to project their images down and amongst the crowd, thus with a special pair of glasses,

everyone could literally enjoy a near-lap dance, with the girls gyrating right there in front of them. Everyone then got an up close and personal look at the girls, and there was obviously no danger of any of them getting fondled or groped by anyone in the audience.

Increase the slut make me happy – 3 will continue on the next page