Jill pulled her legs back, exposing herself even more to me, and I went at her with everything. I sucked her hard little clit, my lips curled into a tight ‘O’, the tip of my tongue worrying her little nub. My fingers were pounding her pussy, while one brazen finger tip searched out her ass again, slowly forcing its way inside of her. My jaw was starting to ache a little when I felt her tensing up.
“There, right there, don’t stop,” she gasped as the rough surface of my tongue owned her clit and I had my fingers pumping in and out of her dripping slit. The middle finger of my other hand had achieved its goal and I was pulling it just to the edge of her tight little butt-hole, and then sliding it back inside of her over and over again. She was moaning continuously, a series of deep, heavy breathing, long moans. I felt her legs tighten up, and her pussy clenched down on my fingers.
“FUCK!” she screamed, grabbing my head and pulling it hard against her, while her legs clamped around my ears and she rode my face. She became so wet I could feel her juices splashing as I continued to finger her pussy, with one finger buried deep in her ass. I licked her as much as I could from my awkward position, mostly targeting the top of her sweet slit. She seemed to come for a long time, but maybe that’s just because I was suffocating. When she finally let me breath, releasing my head from the painful scissors lock, I leaned down and slowly lapped up her juices, running my tongue up and down her open pussy. She finally pushed me away, and I looked over to see where Robin was. She was bent over in front of my wife, playing with the cum that was splattered across Sheri’s chest, and feeding it to her, occasionally keeping some for herself. If Jack wasn’t back to full staff after watching that, I don’t know what could revive him.
With a grin for my first conquest, I wiped my chin. “Sorry, didn’t hear the alarm.”
Jill leaned forward and took my face in her hands and kissed me hard. “That was incredible.” Then she staggered off the cushion, her legs barely working, and made her way over to Dan, who I could now see was no longer hard, but still enjoying the show his wife and mine were putting on.
I watched Sheri who looked back at me, smiling like the cat that got the canary. She raised two fingers.
I caught my breath, and had a drink of water, before rejoining the crowd. Dan was tending the fireplace, and Jack was holding my wife in his lap, his hand between her legs, their faces together for an intimate kiss. I didn’t need to worry about his recovery stamina, he was doing just fine.
As I stood, looking over my friends, Robin sidled up, wrapping her arms around me. “Is it time?” she asked, hesitantly.
I picked her up by her hips and sat her on the arm of the couch, then spread her legs and stood between them. I leaned in and kissed her, while my hard-on pressed against her. “I think it’s time,” I finally told her.
She trembled. “Now?”
I smiled, took my cock in my hand and started rubbing it up and down her wet slit. “Right now. I can’t stand to wait any longer.” I pushed and felt her lips spread for me as the head disappeared inside of her. Her barely contained little whimper made me even more eager to have her.