“Fuck. Your pussy,” Mike said, “Gripping me like… Fucking hell, Em.”
Emily only nodded absently. She was moving around gingerly, like she was trying out some new contraption; figuring out what all the buttons do.
Beneath me, Cassie finally stilled. Her eyes met mine — her face a mix of complete satisfaction and utter embarrassment. She gave me a slight smile, almost like apologizing.
“That was amazing,” I said. I leaned forward, cautiously, to kiss her. If she didn’t want to taste herself on my lips, I wanted to give her the chance to say ‘no.’ Instead, Cassie kissed me back, passionately. Not in the showy way I was used to. But with real warmth and affection. “You’re amazing.”
“I’m pretty sure it’s the other way around,” Cassie said. She leaned in and whispered in my ear. “I’ve never cum like that. Ever.”
The fact that she wouldn’t say it aloud told me that it was true. Our eyes met, intimate. I could tell she was searching for reassurance. Her hand shot down and gripped my cock. OK, so maybe she was looking for something else, too.
“Put it in me, Paul,” Cassie said, “Please.”
She wasn’t quiet that time. Quite the opposite.
“I need it,” Cassie said, “Your big, thick dick.”
Cassie didn’t wait for my answer. She took my cock and steered it into place, practically stuffing me into her sex. She was certainly slippery but surprisingly tight. Her cunt clamped down from her previous cum. She grunted as I entered her. I expected she would want me to wait, but she shoved me forward. Almost like she welcomed the pain of my penetration.
The walls of her pussy slowly gave way to my insistent invader. Cassie’s entire body welcomed me forward. Arms clasped my neck. Legs wrapped around my waist. Completely surrendering herself.
“aaaaaAH!” Cassie’s body reacted as I slid inside her. Blue eyes burst wide.
I realized she was on the edge of orgasm from the last time and my entry had taken her, again, over the top. Her nails dug into my arms, sharp. She was slowly slicing me to pieces.
“Oh — ah,” Cassie gasped out, “Fuck. Feels so. Ah! Nee… needed this. So bad.”
I finally buried myself completely. Again, I paused. I assumed Cassie would want a second to get used. Catch her breath. Instead, though, she was already writhing. Humping up and back as much as she could.
“Fuck me,” she said. Repeated it louder. “Fuck me, hard!”
That got the group’s attention. The other two couples, both already in mid-copulation, turned to look our way. If Cassie noticed their attention, she didn’t react. At that point, surrounded by her grasping pussy, I didn’t care.
I gripped the girl’s shoulders for purchase and slammed into her. Cassie rolled her hips in time with my thrusts. Neither of us holding back.
“Ohhhhh, oh God. Keep. Keep fucking me. Harder. Please. Pump me.” I doubt Cassie even realized she was saying the words. It was more like a long stream of sounds that happened to make sense. Again, I thought of what I’d witnessed earlier. This was a very different kind of cheerleader urging me on. One barely able to keep hold of coherence. “Oh! FUCK! That’s so fucking GOOD!”
I became very aware of where we were doing all this. The six of us were outside, fucking madly, in what was actually a very public place. The other bungalows around us were quiet and dark. But that didn’t mean anything.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked over. It was Emily. Her green eyes ran up and down my body. My wife gave me a funny little grin.
“Having fun?” she asked. I knew that didn’t require an answer. “I love this. Love you. Watching. Make her go. Cum so hard.”
The whole time, Emily kept riding up and down Mike’s dick. Long, slow strokes. Her stomach and ass undulating over him. I told her I liked watching her, too.
“Sssooooo deep,” Emily said. My poor petite wife. Mike had to be pushing up to her guts by that point. Still, she gamely carried on. Her lover staring up at her, a cocky little smirk played on his face.
“Yeah, Em,” Mike said, “Ride it. I got you. I got you, Emily. Fuck, that tight pussy feels so sweet.”
Emily froze halfway down. A little shiver ran through her. Her fingers dug into my bicep as her cum overcame her. Now I was getting wounded by two women at once.
“Come on, old man, you can do it harder than that!” Allison shouted out. She bucked him off her, breaking them apart. Allison grabbed Jack by the waist and flipped him over. His silver head bounced against the hardwood as she threw him back. Without a pause, the athletic blonde impaled herself on his dick. “Jeez, you want something done right, you’ve gotta do it yourself.”
“You’re such a brat,” Jack said, “Always has to be your way.”
“Damn straight,” Allison said, “Cause I’m the one who knows what I’m doing. Now shut up and enjoy it.”
Jack started to argue, but Allison silenced him with a kiss. Her ass bounced up and down on him lewdly.
With the four of them now in the same position, I wondered if I should flip Cassie, as well. But she seemed more than content to lie there and let me plow into her. Even the random words she’d been rambling before had devolved to grunts and cries.
“Oh! Ohfuck. Guh… uhn… uh… aahhhhhhhAH!” Cassie peaked again.
I could tell she was cumming because her arms trembled, and her eyes crossed. Her face cinched; lips curled up in a half smile. Plus, her pussy would squeeze down so hard it almost hurt.
Cassie’s orgasms seemed be coming in groups. Rolling through her like a convoy of cums. One barely finished before another started.
“It’s good right? Fucking Cassie?” I realized Mike was talking to me.
I didn’t have the heart to tell him, he didn’t know the half of it. It made me feel a little better about the fact that he was doing my wife at the same time.
“Emily’s amazing,” Mike said, “Fucking awesome. That tight pussy, fucking squeezing on me. Like she’s trying to, uhn, suck the cum right out of my cock.”
Emily reached over again, but this time she grabbed Cassie’s arm.
“My husband’s giving it to you good,” she said, “Isn’t he?” My innocent wife acting so strangely dominant, it was maybe the sexiest thing I’d seen from her yet.
“Uhn. Uh. Uh huh.” Cassie nodded, unable to say much of anything.
“Fuck yeah,” Emily said, “Take it. Cum on that thick cock.”
Like it was a command, I felt Cassie’s cunt writhe around me as another orgasm ripped through her.
“That’s a good — oh! — girl,” Emily said, then stiffened as her own pleasure crested. Like watching Cassie had brought her off. “OhhhhAH! That long dick. Fucking stabbing me.”
“Yuh… yeah.” Cassie gamely tried to continue the conversation, but to no avail. “Oh fuh-fuck! Cumming. Gonna cum. Again. OH!”
I hadn’t stopped thrusting through all of this. Cassie’s body felt amazing, her orgasms making it all the more incredible. But I stayed in control. After days of this, I felt like I could go on forever.
But even more than that, I wasn’t focusing on my own enjoyment. Instead, I concentrated on what Cassie liked. I didn’t worry about what felt best for me, I moved in ways that she seemed to respond to. If anything, with all that attention, it seemed like Cassie might tap out before I did. The way she was gasping, panting — her body slick with sweat — I thought that was a real possibility.
Everyone else, however, was starting to reach the finish.
“Come on, Allison,” I heard the athletic blonde start her little chant. “Come… on… AH!”