I stood with her, sliding her up and down my shaft, releasing her on each down-stroke, letting her own weight impale her as deeply as possible. Her eyes were open wide, glazed over, and her mouth was open in another silent scream, as her body continued to betray her, refusing to come down from her peak of excitement, tremors coursing through her.
I hadn’t even realized how close I was, but seeing her so excited, pushed me over the brink. I clutched her hips in my hand, as tightly as possible, and pulled her away just far enough to pound my completion into her like a jackhammer. She screamed out, her arms squeezing me hard enough to hurt. Then I felt her finally relax.
I looked down at her, gasping from exertion, and saw that she had passed out. I set her down gently on the bed, and eased her into place on her side. She was still catatonic, when I collapsed between her and Debbie.
Debbie cuddled up to me, “Now that’s the proper way to say you missed us.”
I couldn’t even speak, I was breathing so hard.
I felt Beth moving beside me. She turned and mirrored Debbie’s position. I loved that.
“Shit,” she groaned. “He fucked me to death. Did you see that Debbie? He almost fucking killed me by fucking.”
She kissed my side. “Don’t ever leave us again. I don’t think I could survive the homecoming.”
“I won’t, beautiful. I’ve learned my lesson.”
I don’t know if she even heard me. She was asleep on my chest.
Debbie giggled. “You’re right. You are an idiot. You don’t even know how much you love her. That was pretty intimidating. I came just watching you two.”
I stole a kiss from her. “I do love her. More than almost anybody. But you are my soul-mate. I know that now.”
“Let me get this right. You had to fuck a gorgeous teenager senseless to figure that out?”
“I’m a slow learner. What can I say?”
She chuckled, then snuggled in closer. “Does it hurt much?” she asked softly.
“What?”
“That ugly bruise on your back. It looks painful.”
“No not really. I hadn’t even thought about it since I’ve been home.”
She sighed. “Is that part of the story? Do I want to know?”
“Yes, it is. I’ll tell you whatever you want, but it doesn’t really matter. It wasn’t important.”
“Maybe later, then,” she said softly.
I fell asleep with those two wonderful girls clinging to me, their legs entwined with mine. I told myself that it was time to straighten up and fly right. No more stupid senseless screwing around. I had everything I needed right there. Debbie and Beth. That was it for me. Ok, maybe an occasional moment with Karen. And Amie. And Cathy of course, and maybe Robin. But that was it. Well maybe Chris, but only on day trips. Nobody else.
I almost had myself believing it.
* * *
I woke to a warm mouth on my cock. I was hard and enjoying the attention immensely. I groaned, and stretched, not even bothering to see which wonderful woman was making my day.
God, she was good. Unbelievably good.
I looked down, but I was covered with a sheet, my glorious cock tender working her wonders in privacy. But that twist of the hand, the swirl of her tongue, the way her mouth pulsed over the length of my shaft…