Divi had settled her pussy down on my shaft, unmoving as she gasped for air. When Frankie fell off to the side, Divi looked at me and burst out laughing. I was a drowned rat from Frankie’s squirt. My hair was dripping wet. I got laughing too and my laughing spasms drove my hips up at Divi and she groaned hard. Frankie was oblivious to us as she continued to surge air into her lungs.
I couldn’t believe that after being so close to a climax when we started, I had totally lost it. There wasn’t a semblance of a pending orgasm. It was gone with the distraction of Frankie’s squirt. I didn’t say anything about it and was content, at that point, to curl up with these gorgeous women and go to sleep in a Jack-sandwich. Divi fell off my hips to cuddle up with Frankie. I had to roll with her because my cock was so hard. Divi was unaware and unconcerned that I was still so hard.
I pulled myself off the bed and turned on the shower again. I quickly washed and dried off before going to the linen closet for a clean set of sheets. Divi and Frankie were entwined with one of Divi’s nipples on Frankie’s lips and they were both sound asleep in a dry-spot. I pulled a comforter off the foot of the bed and gently laid it over them and Frankie emitted an “mmmmmm.” The rest of the bed was soaked so I went out to the living room and lay on the sofa and pulled down a crocheted Afghan that my grandmother had made as a wedding gift to Anna and me. My cock quickly softened and took up it’s normal position on my left hip. I laid there thinking about the events of the evening. I worried that Frankie was okay with everything. Amongst this group; this had never happened before and that included even before Frankie joined the group. She was my number one priority. Mikey and Little Anna were close seconds and everyone else and everything else was down the list. If Frankie was good, I was good. At the moment, everything seemed fine. I’d find out in the morning.
As it turned out, I found out before morning. I woke suddenly as the afghan lifted off my body and Frankie climbed under it on top of me. She kissed me as I grabbed her ass to center her on my hips. Then she started grinding her pubic mound on my cock and it was responding just like she’d planned. We broke our embrace and Frankie whispered, “That was some dinner party wasn’t it?” I chuckled and kissed her again. She continued, “Are you okay with everything?”
I chuckled again and whispered, “I’m thrilled, if you are.” She chuckled this time and kissed me hard as her pubis continued grinding on my cock.
She pulled back from my lips and said, “After all that with Divi and me, you didn’t get off, did you?” I hesitated before shaking my head. With her baby talk voice that she reserved for Mikey, she said, “Poor baby,” as she reached down between us and rolled onto her left hip and guided my cock to her pussy before rolling back on her stomach as she impaled herself on my erection. We both let out a groan as she drove her hips down.
She didn’t take up a fucking motion as I expected. We resumed our passionate kisses as she flexed her vaginal muscle on my cock and I responded by flexing my cock back at her. She giggled into my mouth and pulled back. She said, “Let’s see if we can get each other off this way.” I knew we could. I’d done it before and I recalled the amazing intensity of that orgasm. If ever there was a moment that was perfectly suited for a ‘flex-off’ it was right then.