I climbed out of the shower and dried myself off. There was no question about the erection I was sporting even after the morning and afternoon of straight up sensuous activity I had spent with Bridget. Under normal circumstances, I should’ve been running on empty after all the action the two of us had seen, but the very thought of crawling into a bed between her and Ashlee…

I couldn’t believe the two of them were okay with what had transpired between us. I felt like I had fallen into the plot of a dirty movie and was the lucky main character who was going to score with two perfect tens. As I toweled off my midsection and carefully worked my way down to my privates, I tried to contain my joy as I pictured both dazzling women standing naked next to each other…

Whoa there, cowboy! No one said anything about actually having intercourse. Bridget just mentioned sleeping in the same bed together. That’s all. Besides, she works in the morning and needs her rest after everything you put her through today!

I looked at myself in the mirror after trying to talk some sense to myself. I tried to tell myself that if this was somehow going to work and I was going to somehow be technically dating two beautiful women at the same time, I would have to take things at their pace. I wanted them to call the shots so I didn’t make them uncomfortable in any way. I needed to give them space…

What was I talking about? We weren’t going to end up dating! This wasn’t that dirty movie I had been imagining earlier! Hell, Ashlee and Bridget hardly knew each other! And we all had separate lives, for that matter!

Bridget worked two jobs and had never been out of her little village.

Ashlee was a member of a successful band and would more than likely be heading out to her next gig in some big city somewhere in the morning.

And I had my own job to do…

I focused on myself in the mirror as I thought about Nick and realized I hadn’t given him a single thought since meeting Bridget. I didn’t know much about him, and what little information I had on him wasn’t going to give me any leads unless I went out and did the work myself. If I didn’t put any time into searching for him…

My thoughts suddenly shifted as I recalled seeing Ashlee’s naked body in the club. I recalled a new tattoo I noticed above her left breast that had read “faith,” and I recalled seeing a few others over her pubis. They were a little too small for me to get a good look at, but I had also noticed that she still sported the upside-down triangle of fur. Maybe later I could ask her to give me a closer look at her new ink…

I shook my head and tried to delete the vulgar thoughts from my mind. I loved the two women at the other end of the hallway more than life itself, so I didn’t want to degrade them by thinking obscene thoughts about them. I pulled on a clean pair of boxers as I reminded myself they weren’t pieces of meat sitting on Bridget’s bed waiting to pleasure me.

At the same time, I told myself there was no harm in admiring their impeccable and faultless figures. Both women had the forms of goddesses, and to cherish their exquisite shapes was to shower them in the praise they deserved. If I had learned anything throughout my travels and the time I had spent with some of the most admirable women the world had ever known, it was that one of the biggest turn-ons the female of the species could receive was to know how sinfully pleasing she was to the senses. If I had sprouted an engorged hard-on due to the fantastic duo that awaited me almost thirty feet away, they’d want to know they were the cause of that excitement. Those two women would thrill to the fact that they had caused me to bulge uncontrollably.

I brushed my teeth with the toothbrush I had grabbed from my truck as I still tried to comprehend everything that had happened. Earlier in the day, I had been taken to new heights of ecstasy when Bridget and I had been intimate together. We made love all over her house – including on this very counter I was now leaning on – and then in the woods by a beautiful body of water she had shown me. Now, there was a very real possibility that we might share our love again…but this time, a woman from my past would be involved. Adding Ashlee to the mix felt too good to be true…

Time truly flies as we get older. I couldn’t believe it had been nearly two entire decades since Ashlee and I had been a couple for a few months during her final year of school. I was only twenty years old at the time while she had been a fresh nineteen-year-old. We had really hit it off…and who knows where my life could’ve been all these years later if I hadn’t been so stubborn and set in my ways. If I had just listened to the raven-tressed beauty and understood her reasoning…

The past was the past. There was no going back and undoing it. All of us make mistakes on a daily basis that we have to live with for the rest of our lives. I don’t know of a single person who wouldn’t change something if he or she could. Those oversights – no matter how large or small – are inevitably what makes us human. We roll with the punches and move on to the next blunder knowing full well that it will be there. We then use the memories of those mistakes to hopefully prevent the same thing from happening again.

I also realized that had Ashlee and I stayed together back in the day, I never would’ve met Bridget…along with some of the other spectacular women who had changed my life for the better over the last eighteen years. There were so many things to take into consideration.

I spit some toothpaste out as I still tried to wrap my mind around the fact that both Bridget and Ashlee were waiting for me to join them all snuggled up in that bed down the hallway. They were two of the hottest women I had ever seen…and more importantly, they had the souls of two angels.

Well, maybe two naughty angels. But that just made them all the more attractive to me.

Don’t screw this up, Marcus, I told myself as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. This is that rare second chance that comes along only once in a lifetime. If you march into that room and find that all those two wonderful women want is to snuggle up with you and go to sleep, you do it. If they want to sit around for the next few hours and just talk about things, you do that, too. If they want to do something a little spicier…

I stopped running the toothbrush over the top row of teeth on my right side and shuddered in delight at the thought of going to bed with those two specimens of loveliness at the same time. I couldn’t imagine anything more delightful than showing them how much I cared for both of them at the same time. How incredible would it be to copulate with the past and present at the same time…and show them both such true devotion that they would know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I would always cherish and protect them? Maybe that sounds a little ironic since a guy would usually say it about one woman, but I couldn’t help that my heart belonged to two women at the same time. Hell, my heart belonged to all the women from my past…

In the back of my mind, I started having brief flashes of the first threesome I had ever been involved in. I remembered the delectable faces of the two comely women who had allowed me to love them both at the same time. I recalled the kinky, silver-haired vixen, Madelyne, and I also remembered the always radiant and soft-spoken Rosalind. Both women were as different as night and day…almost the same way Ashlee and Bridget were.

As physically and mentally different as the two sets of women seemed to be, it suddenly dawned on me that they had some eerie similarities as well. Maddie and Rosa had both been cast as “outcasts” due to bodily “deformities.” I use that term because in my opinion, there was absolutely nothing wrong with either woman. Madelyne had been only four feet, two inches tall…so she was of course ridiculed for her lack of height. Rosalind was insecure about herself because her breasts were small and had never fully sprouted…so she tended to not go out much due to embarrassment. Neither of these women had anything to be ashamed of, and while they were always beautiful in my eyes, they undoubtedly still are to this day. I would do anything for either of them the same way I would do anything for Bridget or Ashlee.

Speaking of the two women waiting in the room at the other end of the hallway for me, I realized that while they were vastly different in a plethora of ways, they also had some strikingly obvious similarities in the same way Maddie and Rosa had. While one was a big-city girl with her name in the spotlight and the other was a small-town lass with no real ambition of leaving her home behind, both of them were untamed spirits with hearts of gold. They wanted nothing more than to please others, and they would sacrifice anything to do so. They may have both been fascinated by the lengths I would be willing to go to for them when we had spoken about it half an hour earlier, but they had to know that they were a lot like me in that regard: I know they would both do anything to see me happy and healthy. Maybe it hadn’t been said in words, but I could feel the very essence of their adulation and tenderness through the very ways they moved and acted. Their love was evident the same way they claimed to be able to feel mine through those powerful kisses we shared.

“I love them,” I told my reflection as I intently stared at it in the mirror. “I don’t care what I have to do to protect them from the world outside, but I love them both and will never lose them. I won’t allow anything bad to happen to either of them…ever.”

It didn’t go lost on me that I probably sounded like a crazy person as I stared at myself in the mirror and had a full-blown conversation with the guy looking back. I guess for some reason, I just had it in the back of my mind that I was in that small little town out in the sticks for a reason…and if worse came to worst and I somehow did manage to locate this character who was only known as Nick, then I would take care of him while shielding my two remarkable ladies at the same time.

First things first: I had to stop being such a damn pessimist. I had been following traces of Nick for quite some time and not a single shred of evidence even suggested that he was a real person. For all I knew, I was chasing some phantom trail with no real end in sight. So far, all this town had to offer as far as leads were concerned was a dubious individual sitting in a dark corner at a strip club. It seemed highly unlikely that one pervert who kept his face shrouded at all times could actually be my guy. I couldn’t discount it completely and it certainly wouldn’t pay to let my guard down, but I couldn’t jump at the slightest hint of danger. I had lived my life in fear years earlier…and I was done being scared.

Still, I had to consider the fact that as of only a couple of hours ago, I now had two beautiful women in my life to think of. I’ve beaten it home that I would watch over the two of them like a hawk, so being cautious wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. I wouldn’t let fear rule my life by any means, but I had “precious cargo” to defend.

I finally spat out the last of the toothpaste in my mouth before picking up the pink cup Bridget had started keeping next to the sink and filling it with water. I took a swig and swished it around in my mouth before spitting it back out. I then took one more drink and swallowed the fresh liquid. It was incredible how good water from a normal faucet was as opposed to that from a motel or even plain bottles. It was so nice to be in the comfort of a regular house again.

I set the cup down and flicked the light off. I then opened the door and took a deep breath before stepping out into the hallway. Anything could have awaited me in that bedroom from two horny women ready to let me have my way with them to two weary females who were out cold and already fast asleep after the exciting events of the day. I had no idea what to expect, so I did my best to prepare for anything. My heart skipped a beat when I saw that the door was open a crack and I could hear whispers coming from the darkness behind it…

“Knock, knock?” I spoke like a true moron as I entered the bedroom obscured in blackness. There was the slightest bit of moonlight filtering in through the window above Bridget’s bed, but it was hardly enough to see what was going on.

“Oh! Hey, Marcus!” I heard Bridget call out in a voice that was far too energetic for how late it was and considering the eventful day she had taken part in. “We’ve been waiting for you! Come on over and join us!” I then heard her slam her hand down on the mattress a few times as she beckoned me.

I could see the outline of the bed without much of a problem and even make out the girls upon it. It looked like they had the covers pulled up and were both sitting up on their elbows a bit. Most of their bodies were covered, but from what I could tell, it looked like they each had straps on their shoulders; meaning they were either wearing tank tops or just bras. My body trembled at the thought of either outcome as I imagined being sandwiched between them since they had left the middle open for me.

“Holy hell,” I suddenly heard Ashlee murmur as I crawled across the middle of the mattress while trying not to disrupt what either of the women had going on. “Seeing Marcus Veovin in nothing but a pair of boxers certainly brings back some memories!”

Bridget giggled in response.

I finally plopped down right in the middle and tried my best to get under the covers without making a mess of things. I wondered if the moonlight had made the bulge in my boxers readily evident to either female.

After collapsing on my back and doing my best to get comfortable, I let out a sigh of relief as Bridget asked me, “All snuggled up?” She gazed down at me with a huge grin on her face.

“Sure am!” I answered with the same energy she exerted. I thanked her for her kindness.

Ashlee then rolled over and placed a hand on one of my pecks under the blanket. I could also feel one of her covered breasts against my chest as she also leaned over me and asked, “Do you mind if I cuddle you, Marcus? It’s been quite some time…”

I placed my right arm around her and pulled her close. I then kissed her forehead before telling her, “I wouldn’t have it any other way!” As I listened to her breathing accelerate, I could tell how happy she was…and I was elated to know that I had been the reason for it. I felt that I owed the wonderful woman so much after so many years apart.

Of course, I wasn’t about to forget about my newest friend. I reached over with my left hand and also wrapped an arm around Bridget in order to pull her in closer. I felt like the luckiest man in the world as I cozied up with two of the most glorious beings on the face of the planet. It didn’t take more than a few seconds for me to feel even more blessed when I felt their legs begin to overlap mine below…and when Ashlee’s right thigh bumped into my boner…

“Oh!” The gothic chick called out when she realized what she had struck. “I’m so sorry, Marcus! I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

In all truthfulness, the accidental impact actually caused further arousal to my already proliferated penis. I simply laughed while pulling Ashlee in closer and telling her, “You could never hurt me, Ashlee!” I gave her another sweet peck on the forehead before turning and doing the same to Bridget.

The beautiful brunette to my left nuzzled her head against my neck and chest as I heard her exclaim, “Had you told me a week ago that I would’ve had the man of my dreams in my bed with me, I never would’ve believed it…but then if you had told me I would’ve allowed another woman to be right next to him…!” She couldn’t help but laugh after speaking her last piece.

“Thank you so much for sharing him and giving me this moment, Bridget,” Ashlee earnestly told our gracious hostess. “You have no idea what it means to me to have finally found him after all these years…”

“Trust me when I say this, Ashlee,” the bountiful brunette spoke up as she ran a hand over my chest and abs, “I understand you completely!”

I still felt like I was dreaming. Lying in bed with two of the most wonderful women I had ever known while they spoke so highly of me? It felt like it had to be an illusion or something of the sort. I was afraid that if I closed my eyes, I would open them to find that I was in some dingy hotel room while still tracking Nick. I was terrified that the moment would end and be nothing more than a cheap dream sequence at the end of a crappy movie.

Ashlee’s labored breathing became heavier in my right ear as I felt the hand she had so firmly planted on my chest begin working its way downward. It gingerly glided across my abs, and when it reached the elastic of my boxers, I’m fairly certain I heard a high-pitched peep escape her lips. I then felt the tips of her fingers wriggle beneath the band and begin dancing their way downward. When they rested in my pubes right above the base of my root, she suddenly asked, “Marcus…may I…?”

She didn’t have to ask because my penis began to swell so much that it practically willed itself into her waiting grasp by growing harder in that very instant. I let out a grunt upon feeling her fingers clasp around my manhood for the first time in almost twenty years. I was somewhat surprised I didn’t lose it right then and there.

Upon hearing the guttural groans coming from me, Ashlee started moaning immediately. Her body began to squirm next to mine as her excitement reached an entirely new level. She became so immersed in what was happening that her grip tightened and she started jerking on me rather roughly. I decided to simply grin and bear it since I didn’t want her easing up. It had been far too long.

Bridget obviously took note of what was going on and didn’t want to be left out of the fun. Her head started to hover over mine as she lowered it so she could stick her tongue down my throat. We began amorously kissing as Ashlee huffed and heaved below us. I did my utmost best to not bite down too hard on the brunette’s lower lip when I suddenly felt the blankets fly back and Ashlee’s lips lock around my cock down below.

It became abundantly clear that this night was going to quickly become the best one of my life. I knew that no matter how old I lived to be, I was never going to forget a second of what was transpiring. If my brain needed to make room for these memories, I was willing to forget every happy moment from my childhood in order to free up the required space. This was going to be amazing…

The kiss between Bridget and I became chaotically sloppy as we hungered for one another, but listening to Ashlee wolf down my meat was insanely hot. It was one of the loudest and sexiest sounds I had ever heard, and she wasn’t holding back in the least. It was one thing to enjoy a sensual kiss or even feel the stimulation of a blowjob, but feeling both sensations at the same time was unearthly.

The gothic babe finally came up for air and brushed her hair out of her face. She didn’t want to interrupt what Bridget and I had going on, but she couldn’t help but say, “It’s been too fucking long, Marcus! Do you care if I…”

“Ride him, Ashlee!” Bridget giggled as she peered down at the raven-tressed stunner. “I guarantee you won’t be disappointed!”

Even through the darkness, I could see the goth chick looking in my direction as if she wanted the answer from me instead of the woman hovering over me. I gave her exactly what she desired by smiling and nodding.

Ashlee was more excited than a thirty-year-old virgin at one of her concerts. She stood up on the mattress and whipped off the panties that Bridget had loaned to her. She then straddled me and quickly descended so my engorged penis could penetrate her. She fumbled about in the semidarkness until locating my rigid cock and guiding it toward her moist pussy.

The first and only time Ashlee and I had ever made love, I had a little trouble entering her because she had been so tight. That was a memory I still carried with me to this day, and as she tried to mount me again, we had a bit of the same problem.

“What’s the matter, girl?” Bridget asked since she could tell that Ashlee didn’t have me inserted yet. “Should I turn on the lights?”

“It’s…okay,” the gothic stunner squawked as she desperately tried to mount me. “I’m just a little…tight down there.”

I turned to glance up at Bridget as Ashlee kept trying to pop me in her. I then told the beautiful brunette, “The first time Ashlee and I made love, we had a little trouble…well, you know!” I hoped that telling Bridget about the personal memory between Ashlee and I wouldn’t embarrass my raven-haired friend.

“Hey!” The gothic beauty called out. “It’s been a while since I’ve had sex, okay? My virginity has practically grown back!”

I think Bridget found it a little hard to believe that a hot rocker who traveled the world as part of band who played in the nude would have trouble finding men to bed. I’m sure the bountiful brunette figured it wouldn’t be too much to ask since we had come this far, so she shouted, “Damn, girl! How long has it been?”

There was silence as Ashlee squatted over me.

I was speechless as well. The fact that she said nothing was all we needed to hear. Was it true that Ashlee missed me so much that she hadn’t let another man touch her in all that time…?

I couldn’t have felt like a bigger heel if I had burned down an orphanage on the coldest night of winter. I had known that I meant a lot to Ashlee, but could it be true that she had never been able to move on after our relationship? If that was indeed the case…

After gently moving Bridget back a bit, I sat up so I was closer to the exposed gothic babe. I placed my hands on her shoulders and lovingly rubbed them. I then gave her a quick kiss and told her, “Why don’t you lie down, Ashlee? We’ll try this from an easier angle.”

The raven-tressed beauty nodded and repositioned herself at the foot of the bed in a supine position. Even though it was quite dark, I could see her visibly shaking. I knew she was nervous as she spread herself apart for me.

“Hey,” I spoke up before attempting to insert myself in her. “For old time’s sake, could we maybe pretend something for a minute?”

I’m sure Bridget was confused as she sat behind me and listened to Ashlee giggle, “Pretend, Marcus? Aren’t we a little old for pretending?”

“Not this,” I said with a sly smile as I positioned myself over the dark-haired woman’s perfect pussy. I lowered my head closer to it while glancing up to her face as she lifted her head enough to make eye contact with me. I then told her, “Why don’t you pretend that the two of us just had a wrestling match…and you won.”

The very fact that I remembered the time the two of us had wrestled each other’s clothes off in her basement made Ashlee gush. Her knees started to shudder as her vagina quaked in glee before me. I saw her mouth drop open in awe right before I buried my face in her pink.

Bridget crawled over and started to watch the two of us as I ate the goth babe out. I think she was highly intrigued as she watched Ashlee convulse and squirm about.

I did everything I could to focus on the black-haired beauty’s body language and energy. I’m not an expert when it comes to cunnilingus, but I knew that I had to let my wonderful partner set the rhythm. I didn’t want to force the pace, and I certainly wanted Ashlee to feel like she was in control. I paid attention to her each and every detail as I located her clitoris and felt her push her hips toward my face. I was definitely on the right track.

Once Ashlee was sopping wet, I raised my head and glanced down at her as I asked if it would be okay if I tried entering her again. She was so caught up in the moment that she couldn’t speak in words, and after she tried multiple times and could only squeal, she finally just nodded. I informed her I would take it nice and slow, and if for any reason she felt discomfort, I wanted her to let me know with either a verbal command or by waving her arms.

Bridget shoved a hand down her panties and started fingering herself as she watched me place the head of my cock against Ashlee’s labia. I could hear the gothic babe panting and wheezing in anticipation, and when we successfully broke through the barrier, she let her head hang off the foot of the bed as she let out a wail that more than likely woke Bridget’s neighbors.

“Oooh, fuck!” The buxom brunette called out upon seeing what had happened. From the sounds of her excitement, it was almost as if I had shoved my dick inside her instead of Ashlee.

“Are you all right, Ashlee?” I asked as I leaned over her and placed a hand on her right cheek. “Am I hurting you?”

The dark-haired vixen was finally able to look me in the eyes again as she smiled through the stimulation she felt coursing through her body. She laughed while reminding me, “What did we tell you about stopping right in the middle of ravaging us to check on us, Marcus?”

I couldn’t help but chuckle as I began thrusting forward. With each movement I made, I felt Ashlee’s body shudder beneath my touch. I probably went back and forth no more than five times before she was completely lost in the moment. Someone could’ve walked in and offered her all the riches in the world, but she wouldn’t have been coherent enough to accept.

“Fucking right, Marcus!” Bridget called out as she watched me rail the black-haired beauty. She ferociously rubbed her genitalia as she watched me pop Ashlee’s tits out of the bra – that was a little big for her – covering them. I’m fairly certain she started disrobing when I leaned forward and started chewing on the pointy, pink nipples of the woman below me.

“Oh, shit…oh, shit!” Ashlee repeated over and over again. She took everything I had to offer before screeching, “Pull out! Pull out!”

I immediately withdrew my dick from her since I thought I had maybe hurt her in some way. I was about to ask if there was something I could do to help her…when her pussy suddenly erupted like a geyser and she squirted with so much power that she almost hit the ceiling. I was drenched in her womanly fluids as Bridget watched in awe.

Ashlee shrieked as her body convulsed and another blast followed the first. A third, less powerful one trailed that, and then a final, potent burst that shot out like it was being fired from a high-powered hose struck me head-on. I was dripping in Ashlee’s juices.

“Holy shit!” Bridget shouted as she gawked at what had just happened. “Wow! Just…WOW!”

I placed my hands on my chest and felt like I had just stepped out of the shower. It was almost as if a cork had been pulled out of a wine bottle…or maybe it would make more sense to compare it to a dam bursting. Whatever way I sliced it, I had been drenched from head to toe.

When Ashlee had her body back under control, she sat up and profusely apologized for what she had done. She thought I would be upset with what she had been unable to control, but she should’ve known me better than that.

I grabbed onto the dark-haired woman’s head and pulled her close as I gave her a compelling kiss in order to convince her that I had simply adored what she had done. As I did so, I could hear Bridget energetically laughing as she praised Ashlee’s squirting prowess. “Holy shit, Ashlee! That was fucking incredible! You’d have a job at the Treasure Chest in a heartbeat if you showed that off every night! Hell, if your friends can do that, the Squirting Pussies is definitely an appropriate name for your group!”

I finally released Ashlee from our kiss and smiled since Bridget’s words had me laughing. I then looked the woman I was holding dead in the eyes as I told her, “Bridget was absolutely right, you know: You’re fucking incredible. You’re just as astonishing as you were two decades ago. I could make love to you all night.”

Tears started to form in Ashlee’s eyes as she grasped my wrists. Her lips quivered and she was trying to find the right words to speak. She didn’t need them since I could see her feelings in her dark brown eyes thanks to the moonlight shining in on her face. I could tell that she was thanking me for this moment. I also knew that she could tell just by looking at me that she was the only thing that mattered to me in that moment of time.

“It’s my turn!” Bridget then called out as she plopped down on the bed with her smooth legs spread apart. “There’s no way I can see that and not get a turn!”

Ashlee finally let out a soft laugh after hearing the brunette’s glee. I knew she wanted more, but she knew she had to share me with the woman who had allowed the two of us to be together again. She would be good with watching for a few minutes.

I turned to face the amber-eyed beauty and walked closer to her on my knees. I could see that the panties she had been wearing were gone, and even though she still had her bra on, she had popped her tits out for me. I recalled just how amazing it had been to nail her multiple times earlier in the day, so I was ready to rip into that extraordinary pussy yet again. I was about to do just that…when I decided I wanted to do something else first.

Bridget was about to question me, but she instead started laughing as I pulled her legs down and tottered over her body. I then positioned myself just right so I could plop my meat down between her massive breasts…and then I started running it back and forth in the valley created by her mountainous bosoms. As I did so, she giggled in delight while pressing her mighty tits together and crushing my wiener between them. I let out a sigh of satisfaction to let her know how unbelievably grand it felt.

While Ashlee viewed the steamy action, she reached behind herself and unfastened the bra our gracious hostess had loaned her. She then pulled the straps off her arms and threw it across the room as she crawled over and watched the action unfold from a front row seat. She also pressed her tits together while watching my pecker slide between the copious boobies.

As I titty-banged the beauteous brunette, she lifted her head as much as she could and opened her mouth. She was trying to present me with a target to aim for, so with each pass I made, I tried to push myself forward a little more. It seemed like I succeeded with every other thrust and managed to get at least an inch or two of my dick in her oral orifice each time.

“Fuck, yeah,” Ashlee moaned as she watched and inched closer. She continued to squish her melons together before deciding to waddle over behind me so she could press her chest against my back and reach around to run her hands over my pectorals as I went to work. She could feel the wetness she had soaked me in still on my torso.

Between the two women showering me in affection, I was in a state of perpetual bliss. This was what every man worked toward one day achieving. Fuck all the money, power, and fame the world had to offer. All I needed was the love and adoration of wonderful women such as the two I was currently fortunate enough to be with. This was the true height of enlightenment as far as I was concerned.

After receiving my fill of Bridget’s gorgeous rack for the time being, I carefully lifted myself off her so I didn’t hurt either her or Ashlee. I then wobbled closer to her face so I could feed my dick into her open mouth as she leaned toward me. While she took in at least three of my robust inches, I started moaning, “Oh, yes, Bridget…suck that cock. Oh, fuck…that feels so good. You’re so fucking sexy, Bridget. Fuck…”

The more I praised the beautiful brunette, the more satisfying the head she gave me became. As she continued to down me, Ashlee watched on and almost looked as if she wanted to shove me off our hostess so she could lunge onto my dick and have her way with me again.

“If only I could have multiple dicks in order to pleasure the two of you at the same time,” I made a stupid joke as I glanced over at the raven-tressed beauty.

“I think you’re perfectly fine with the one you have, Marcus,” Ashlee said in one of the most seductive voices I had ever heard. “We’ll be fine waiting our turns…and we’ll know when our moment comes that it was worth the wait.”

I’m sure Bridget felt my penis pulsate within her mouth due to the potency of Ashlee’s statement. They may not have known each other for more than a few hours, but the two women I shared a bed with already knew how to work off one another perfectly. It was as if they knew how to double-team me in the most titillating ways imaginable.

Wanting to get involved in some way or another, Ashlee leaned forward and split Bridget’s crease apart with two fingers. She then motioned for me to come over and stick my dick in it. “I think Bridget deserves a turn at getting royally railed!”

I decided the goth chick was on to something, so I withdrew my shaft from the brunette’s mouth and made my way back toward her middle. As I did so, she became overly excited and raised her legs too quickly…and nearly hit me in the head since I wasn’t in position yet. When she realized what she had almost done, she instantly started giggling while immediately apologizing, “I’m so sorry, Marcus! Did I get you?”

“I’d take one of your silky-smooth legs to the noggin any day of the week, Bridget!” After my exclamation, I informed the brunette that she hadn’t struck me in any way, and after convincing her, I realized we were getting dangerously close to the edge of the bed. I easily picked her up by hugging my arms around her upper legs and pulling her back toward the middle of the mattress.

Once I had the brown-haired babe where I wanted her, I watched as Ashlee went up by her head and then sat directly behind her. With her legs spread, the smokin’ hot rocker told Bridget she could use her left thigh as a pillow, so the grateful brunette decided to do just that. She reclined back and made herself comfortable as Ashlee started masturbating right next to her face while I shoved my cock into her vagina.

I held those marvelous legs apart while ramming away. I wanted to let my head drop back and close my eyes in order to let my body focus on every iota of pleasure flowing through my stiffened cock, but watching Ashlee finger her dripping snatch right next to Bridget’s face was something I couldn’t miss out on. I groaned in sensual delight while doing so, and when I realized that Ashlee was going to squirt again, I goaded her on by telling her how fucking sexy she was. She held her puss open while firing a shot that didn’t quite manage to make it to me.

I’m guessing it was a combination of Ashlee’s gushing goodness and my dynamic thrusts, but Bridget started to tense up and tightened around my engorged erection. I felt her surge and swell around me, and then her insides started to flood as she let out a wail to rival the one that had emanated from Ashlee. She slammed her hands down on the bed and began gripping the sheets as she tightly closed her eyes.

Seeing that our brunette friend was in a new state of euphoria, Ashlee reached down and started groping Bridget’s tits. Personally, I thought she was being a little rough with the way applied such pressure to them, but at the same time, I think the buxom brunette was truly enjoying the punishment. The recipient of my powerful thrusts reached above and started clutching for anything she could get her hands on upon Ashlee’s body.

After hitting Bridget’s pleasure spot multiple times, I pulled out of her and held a hand out for Ashlee. Her face lit up in the soft moonlight upon seeing that it was her turn again, and after gingerly taking the brunette’s head off her leg, she climbed to her feet and accepted my outstretched hand. I guided her toward the front of the bed and then moved the pillows out of the way so she could lie down parallel to the headboard. I lifted her right leg and leaned it against the front of the bed and the window as I licked my lips and aimed my dick right at her irresistible lower lips. Thanks to Bridget’s juices saturating my aroused prick, I was able to easily jab the goth babe and cram it into her pink.

“Fuck!” Ashlee called out as her body tensed while taking me in for a second time. She threw her arms out and braced herself as I began slowly penetrating her again. My movements remained leisurely and methodical as I took my time with the less-experienced woman.

Bridget looked to be practically knocked out. She smiled as she kept her eyes closed and moved her head back and forth while humming to herself. She was certainly somewhere in the clouds and enjoying every moment of it.

I brought myself down against Ashlee’s body so I could feel her sharp nips against my chest. I pressed down on her so our bodies could become one as I planted my lips on hers and began passionately kissing her. The second our mouths connected, her arms shot around me and her nails started digging into my flesh. Her left leg entangled my right, and we rocked each other’s worlds as we practically drifted into a state of delirium.

I eventually lifted my head while my hips continued their forward and back momentum. I gritted my teeth as I picked up speed and sensually thrashed Ashlee’s gash harder. I heard her calling out for more as I thought I was going so fast that I was going to black out. I could hear the sound of my balls smacking against her flesh with every hefty pass I made.

“Oh, fuck…oh, fuck…I’m cumming…I’m cumming…I’m CUMMING!”

I continued to rail away on the gothic babe as she screeched her orgasm directly into my right ear. I pummeled away as her shouts came out in discordant intervals, and I placed my hands on the back of her head as I pulled her in close. My hips kept the momentum going as I picked up even more speed and wailed away.

I finally released Ashlee’s head and raised my own…only to find that Bridget had been roused from her sexual coma by the clamor we were making. I was a little surprised to see her standing on the bed with her legs spread only an inch away from my face as she viciously fingered herself. She was doing everything in her sexual arsenal to further stimulate me…and it was working.

I pulled out of Ashlee and announced that I was going to cum. The second I did so, Bridget ordered me to stand up…and when I complied, she dropped down on her knees in front of me. I whacked away at myself and felt that all-too-familiar sensation of pure ecstasy sweep over me as an explosion of white, sticky goo erupted from the tip of my penis and splattered all over her face. I beat my dick into submission as she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out while silently begging to have my load shot down her throat. I cranked away and tried my best to oblige her.

I reached down and braced myself by placing my left hand on the brunette’s shoulder. I gave her a few more creamy projectiles before eventually emptying my balls of their gooey contents. When I was finally dry, I released my hold on my cock while taking a deep breath…and Bridget saw her opening to take it from me.

The beautiful brunette inched her way even closer to me while remaining on her knees and shoved my manhood in her mouth. She ran her tongue around it and gave it a few final sucks as Ashlee finally sat up and watched the final moments of our memorable threesome.

This is going to sound weird, but I could never thank the moon enough for what happened next.

Fate was on my side when the right amount of light filtered in as Bridget finally pulled away from cock. As she did so, a long string of saliva mixed with cum stayed connected to my tip and her mouth. When she realized it was there, she glanced down at the long strand and slowed herself as she backed away since she didn’t want to see it fall away from us yet. She was maybe a foot and a half away from me as it started to dip in the middle…but that was when Ashlee suddenly came between us with her mouth wide open and snapped it in half like a shark going after its prey. It was one of the hottest fucking things I’ve ever seen, and thanks to the moonlight, I was able to catch the event in its entirety.

“Holy shit!” I called out upon seeing what had happened. I didn’t think the action could get any better, but when Ashlee noticed splotches of my semen on Bridget’s face, she shot forward and started viciously licking and kissing the brunette in order to collect the cream. I watched the incredible women share my fluids while they lapped them up from each other.

At that moment, I realized that I was still standing on the bed with my back to the window…meaning my ass was visible to the rest of the town down below. It was late and with how small the village was, I doubted anyone was even out on the streets, but I figured it would be best to move just in case. The last thing I wanted was for Bridget to be reported for showcasing some form of indecency from her home in the form of my rear end.

I collapsed down onto the bed and watched the two women finish up. When they realized I was sitting there staring at them, they finally looked in my direction with the most incredible smiles on their faces. Each of them had a few wads of jizz on their chins as they both stuck their tongues out in order to remind me that they had been eating my cum. They were so fucking sexy that I wasn’t even sure how to respond.

The two women suddenly threw themselves right at me and buried themselves against my chest. I put my arms around them and pulled them in close while giving both of them multiple kisses on the forehead. I then thanked them for the most amazing night of my life. I could hear their steady breathing as they made themselves comfortable, and I think both of them were asleep within minutes.

I glanced upward and silently thanked the higher power I believed in for allowing me the privilege to participate in such a riveting and life-changing moment.

END OF PART SEVEN OF NINE