6 Sexy Three Can Play Stories by Lunatic Ink Publishing Page B

and finding that a girl-on-girl kiss isn't so
bad.
    “Ahhh... Ladies?”
    They break. Clearly both were way too into
that for other's comfort.
    “Jack.” It's a word of remembrance. I
realize that they really did forget me.
    Hilary, as always, takes command of my lower
parts fairly quickly with her usual aggressive 'take no prisoners'
approach to sex. I groan as her lips encircle my dick straight off
the bat. It's an incredibly sexy feeling having her sink deeper and
deeper down my fat cock as Molly works off my t-shirt and starts
clipping at my nipples with her luscious lips and teeth. She leaves
little stains of wetness where her kisses travel along my chest.
They serve to cool me where Hilary's vicious, slurping strokes
serve to arouse.
    A sudden deep wetness sliding down over my
dick like a sheaf does a sword sends my head back and eyes wider
than they've ever been.
    “ HIL---!”
There can be no doubt of the astounding tightness of the pussy that
just impaled itself on my fat dick. She's always extremely tight,
even after we had been at it for weeks on end without a break, and,
just like today, sometimes that hurts in a nice way.
    With little shaking movements of her wide
hips, skirt up around her slim belly and panties lazily pulled
aside, she rides my dick slow and easy to get further down. The
hole creates sloppy wet sounds as she bucks and fluids are leaking
down into my short trimmed pubic hairs.
    The experience is truly something and
reminds me that I could never really fathom the mystery of this
wonderful pussy. How does she make it so tight that every single
pulse of my heart's blood through my cock seems to send little hot
shivers through the flesh inside? How did the woman create such an
inelastic abode for my cock like she has? I don't know the answers,
but it has pleased me more than enough during the years we spent on
and off together to know that some mysteries are best left enjoyed
and unsolved .
    To my right Molly's face shows her gradually
increasing annoyance and jealousy. In an effort to make amends, I
snatch at her dress, growling that I want some pussy bad, and
manage to cool things down by slipping off her long white pleated
dress and pulling off the even whiter panties she is wearing
underneath, a noticeable wet spot between her legs, so that I can
bring her shaven beauty up and over my face, legs straddled and
wide to either side of the pillow I'm lying on, and bury my mouth
in her softness.
    I revel in the flavor of my woman. She is
musty in scent but sweet in taste. There's always the deepest sense
of clean to her and the woman's clit is large enough by proportion
to her thin pussy lips to be about as easy to hit with my tongue as
a elephant with an air gun at point black range.
    “Ba-bby-yy...” I groan out into her
folds.
    With her lust in control now, Molly starts
rolling her hips faster and faster in long erotic circles. The
faint pressure of her butt tilting backwards and her upper body
shifting forward has me wondering what the women are up to. That is
until I hear the sound of their lips coming together in a wet and
tongue laced kiss above me.
    My dick strains for greater size just
imagining the two of them like that – enjoying themselves more than
they would by kissing me and so caught in their lewd little girl
play that I have become nothing more than a tool for their pleasure
(Yet somehow the idea of being that way for them turns me on even
more.)
    Time seems to stand still. It comes as a
shock to me when the two of them cum in quick succession: Only
moments after the other finished crying out so loud than the room
still echoes with her ecstasy, the other joined her.
    I edge Molly off to the side and pull her
around so her legs are long and spread out towards the end of the
bed and her weight is on the pillow that I shift up under her
stomach to hit her 'spot' more firmly.
    As I'm mounting her from behind, a more
looser but less painful option than the other woman, Hilary