Who ever was using the dildo on me, took my hand off of Mr. Fake and was fucking me with both; one in while the other out. I wrapped my arms around the two on my breasts and screamed all sorts of words and kept thrashing as I was being ravished by fakes. I saw stars, arched and squirted my cum as the hardest one in my life hit me from the attention my body was receiving. The words of Charles flashed into my brain. I went limp. The girls backed away but left the fakes in place. They covered me. I heard, “She is going to be in la-la land for awhile, lets go play Ann. It’s time for you to advance.”
I was startled by, “EEEEEEIIIII, God, oh god, I’m oh, oh shit, oh, oh, oh my god, rest, please rest, please.”
It had to be Ann.
I rolled onto my side and listened not wanting to interrupt them.
“Eat me Ann, take your mind off your ass,” was coming from Heather.
“I soon heard, yes Ann that feels so good right there. That’s the spot keep your tongue there, Fuck me with a finger. Find my g-spot and make me squirt like Karen can do. Oh your close, up, up to the left, no, no to the right, there, there oh god yes, take me over the edge Ann; let’s go for the ride.”
“I’m going, oh I’mmmmmmm, Ohhhhhhhhh.”
I heard Sara say, “Keep it up Ann, she squirting. Fuck her brains out.”
“Oh god Sara I’m there too. Oooohh Myyy Gooddd! I’m cumming! I’m Ohoooooooooooooooo, Ohooooooooooo.”
“Cum Ann cum. That’s it squirt more. Let yourself sail, nice, oh so nice, keep cumming, com’on another one, yeah any more, let’s see, Mmmmmm yeah go for it Ann, go for it.”
Ann was screaming her lungs out. I jumped up and ran so I could see the action.
Heather was out. Sara was ramming the inflatable into Ann’s ass and finger fucking her pussy. She was standing behind Ann. I watched Ann have another cum and then collapse on top of Heather.
Sara lifted and wiped her hands with a towel. I snuck up behind her, wrapped my arms around her, cupped her breasts and said, “I will eat you know if you want.”
“I’m game let’s hit the bed. Find my g-spot and make me do that.”
Soon Sara had her hands on her breasts, massaging them, rolling them, soft pinching and rolling of the hard nipples, as my mouth and tongue ravaged her gash generating love droplets for me to lap up while my fingers searched for the trigger. I knew when I had found it and prepared my self for the squirt. Sara was moaning, tossing her head, the moans were intensifying and her humping movement indicated she was close to shooting. She lifted her butt completely off the bed with a scream of orgasmic pleasure. Her thighs went horizontal to the bed as she squirted, screaming louder and fell back to the bed. I hung on tight for the ride. My bed was a mess again from pussy juices.
I cleaned up and in the process Ann came staggering into the shower. I grinned and asked, “Feel like a semi hit you.”
Her response was, “Yeah.”
We hugged and I left. Sara and Heather were still out.
I made myself a sandwich with a glass of milk waiting for the dead to wake. Ann joined me and said, “I can’t wait to feel the feeling you felt when we were all on you.”
“We thought we knew it all didn’t we Ann but we were wrong.”
“Thanks for answering Charles’s e-mail Karen. That started this.”
“Thanks for reminding me about Godzilla.”
“What about Godzilla?”
I turned and saw Heather?
“I want to see how much of him I can take, pleaseeeeeeee.”
“Let me get a sandwich and then I will rip you open with him, smart ass.”
We laughed and talked while she ate her snack.
“Ready Karen; let’s see if you are the slut you think you are.”
She went for the toy and I went to position myself on the pussy juice stained bed. I wondered if the odors emitting from it resembled a brothel.
“On your knees slut. I will use my hands to insert it and play with your clit. If it goes in, then Ann can put on Mr. Fake. You then fuck Mr. Fake facing her and I will fuck your ass with Godzilla.”
Heather made sure lots of lubrication was being generated by playing with my clit and finger fucking me. She took me almost to cumming, then placed Godzilla at the door and pushed ever so slowly. I took a deep breath to relax, closed my eyes and focused on Charles being there, and was ready to scream stop when the head popped in and the ring snapped around him.
“Oh!!!”
“Damn Karen no way but it’s in. Look at this Sara. Fix Ann up with Mr. Fake. The slut here is going to get to feel what it is like for two guys doing her at the same time. She really must want to join the club and be in orgies with us. Karen I am doing to give you a B+ for this. I still want to see Charles or someone else do you for you to get the A+. God I’m leaking just holding Godzilla and seeing how stretched you are.” “Ann is ready Heather.”
“Ann, lay on your back. I will hold Mr. Fake and let Karen slide down on him. When she is comfortable she can fuck Mr. Fake. When she has a rhythm going I’ll fuck her with Godzilla.”
When I had Mr. Fake in me and my ass hurting but would not admit it, I lowered myself enough to kiss Ann on the lips. I was shocked when Sara straddled me, reached under me and cupped my breasts. Sara said, “Give her Godzilla Heather, look at her hump Mr. Fake. Her nips are harder than steel. Make her cum Heather.”
It downed on me I was in a female orgy. Just that thought made me race to the end faster.
I felt Heather begin to slowly fuck my ass with Godzilla. I winched but would not give her the satisfaction I was hurting. I then noticed a cooling at the anal ring and Godzilla was sliding in and out more easily. Mr. fake and Sara’s hands were getting to me. I closed my eyes and went for it.
Heather then slid her other hand between me and Ann and went searching for the clit. When it dawned on me what she was going to do I tensed for the sensation. She massaged it and the combination sent me over the top. I opened my mouth and screamed. My body convulsed. Sara held me up from collapsing and squishing Ann. I wanted to tell Ann I was sorry for drooling in her face but could not open my mouth to talk. I started to cry because I did that to her.
I found myself covered with all fakes out of me. My bottom was sore. I waddled to the tub, ran water and lowered myself slowly.
My friends came in grinning. I looked at Ann and said, “I’m sorry hon. God my orgasm took control of my body. I could not even swallow needing so much air.”