Christina pulled out far enough to leave only the head in and waited for Clarissa to catch her breath. With her hand soaked with Clarissa’s cream, she tightly grabbed the shaft of my cock at the base and slowly squeezed upwards. She stopped right below my head. I could see drips of my precum flow out. She formed a tight circle with her index finger and thumb, then moved back down, pushing the excess cream over and past my aching balls and down the crack of my ass. She stopped when at the base of my cock and cupped my balls with her remaining fingers.
The heat of her hand spread from my scrotum all throughout my body. The stress of a verging orgasm was sweating out of both Clarissa and myself. I smiled, not only from the pleasure, but from knowing that I’m in love with these two women. We’re in love with each other.
Christina sensed our impending orgasm begin to foam in the aeither. With her head still rested on my knee, she said, “I love you both. In a perfect world, the three of us would get married.” She smiled at the sight of us below her. It wasn’t a devious lust filled smile, it was a calming loving smile. A cool love that washed over the three of us.
Words do not do these feeling justice, but they must be said. “I’m madly in love with you both,” I said between slowing breaths. “We will always stay together. We’ll find a way for the three of us to get married. We will.” My mind centered on our love. It’s what the three of us wanted.
I could feel Clarissa’s breathing slow to calmness. Squeezing my fingers to emphasize her words, she said, “We were meant to be together.”
This admission from the three of us heightened our sense. Our orgasms were still as close as ever, but now more controlled, changed from savage to sage.
Christina allowed her daughter to pull the dildo back into herself. When she felt the head bump against Clarissa’s cervix, she gave it a light push and watched it jump in her daughter’s uterus.
Christina’s other hand finally made it, up and past the ridge of my head. Closing her hand, she soaked and massaged the head with her daughter’s cream. I could feel each ridge of her palm print slide past the opening of my urethra.
Both Clarissa and I were shaking so hard we had to brace each other while still holding hands. Though both of us were at the edge of orgasm, we did not fear crossing over.
Christina stood, positioned my bent knees together and left Clarissa’s legs where they were. She straddled my knees, lowered her butt to them and slowly slid her sweaty body down, facing the both us.
When she neared her end of the double ended dildo, she placed the tip on her pink, leaking vagina and began to slide down again, letting it enter her. Once down far enough, she spread her legs wider, reached underneath her and positioned the head of my cock against her hot and sweaty asshole. I could see her focus inward, feel her sphincter relax and lowered herself some more. She drew in a sharp breath of pleasure as my throbbing cock head popped past her asshole. Finally, she slid all the way down, until her pert little butt rested on my scorching balls, with her back against my thighs. Christina and Clarissa’s out labia touched as the doubled ended dildo disappeared into both.