“Here ya go, Elizabeth. Taste it,” she said, reaching her hand out and offering her gooey finger to the smallest girl.
Elizabeth looked nervously at the cum-covered finger, then at her sister, then at the other girls, and then back at Kristy’s finger again. Looking like she made a conscious decision in her head, Elizabeth reached out, took Kristy’s finger, and stuck it in her mouth. The other girls watched with wide eyes as she sucked all of my cum off the offered finger.
“It taste’s a little weird,” Elizabeth reported. “It’s kinda sweet, but a little salty at the same time.” She stood there looking like she was studying the taste some more. “I like it,” she finally determined.
“Every guy taste’s a little different,” my daughter told her.
Wait! Was that my daughter talking about the taste of cum?
“It’s true,” Kristy finished. “You actually got lucky Elizabeth, because Lindsay’s friend here tastes pretty good. He must drink a lot of fruit juice,” she laughed.
Then Amy looked back over at my now limp cock.
“What about that?” she asked. “How long do we have to wait after he cums before it will get hard again?”
“Every guy is different,” Lindsay answered “…but I have a feeling we won’t have any trouble getting this cock hard over and over again.” She was once again smiling directly at me through my hood.
“Can I try?” Amy asked.
“Go for it,” Kristy encouraged.
Amy stepped forward and knelt down in front of me. When her hand touched my cock, it moved slightly. She pulled her hand away quickly as if a dog had just snapped at it.
The other girls laughed “Go ahead Amy,” my daughter encouraged. “Stroke it and get him hard again.”
Amy nervously reached out again and took my cock in her hand. As soon as I felt her soft hand on my dick, I knew it wouldn’t take much to get me hard again.
“Oh wow!” she marveled. “It’s getting hard already.” She began stroking my cock up and down, slow and steady.
“Do you want to help her?” Lindsay asked Elizabeth.
“I just want to watch at first,” she replied timidly.
“How about you Ann?”
“Well…Ok,” Ann replied nervously, dropping to her knees beside Amy.
While Amy was stroking my cock, Ann had set her hands on my leg. As she watched my cock throb in her friend’s grip, nature started to take over and I felt her hands beginning to move curiously over my thighs. All I could do is moan as these two girls did their thing. Amy kept stroking my cock, sometimes with one hand, sometimes with two. Meanwhile Ann’s hands had found their way to my balls. She was gently fondling them and letting her fingernails glide over their sensitive surface. I was in heaven. At Kristy’s insistence, Amy spit in her hand and resumed jerking my dick. I couldn’t believe how amazing these girls were making me feel. What really blew my mind was when I felt Ann’s fingertip slide even further down and back until it rested right against my asshole. I could see she was entranced watching Amy play with my dick, and I felt her fingertip begin to work in small teasing circles over my asshole. After a few minutes of this I was rock hard again, and the girls sat back to admire their handiwork.