AUTHOR = NemesisGB
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Part 7: Pussy Cat Pile
OK I hear you. I know it all seems a bit unlikely but that's how it happened. There I was, sitting on the sofa being asked if I would become the shagging stud for a woman who blew my brains (and fortunately my cock) and two lesbians, gorgeous lesbians at that, who wanted 'a bit of cock every now and then."
The only thing was that I wasn't allowed to initiate anything with the Pussy Cats until they were ready. Apparently they wanted the four of us, as two couples, to live together being uninhibited with our lovemaking to each other, although Simone had told them about the theatre box and that she really wanted to have them herself. To begin with I was going to have to watch them pleasure Simone without touching the two of them.
What was I supposed to say... no thanks I'll nip back to that bedsit with the battle-axe landlady!
That evening was enjoyable. We chatted and generally became friends. I began to wonder just when all the free-swinging sex was going to kick in. The Pussy Cats were snuggled up together and I noticed that as we talked and drank our wine Julie's hand was between Kim's thighs, quite clearly stroking her pussy. Not urgently, not rushed, just soft gentle, almost fingertip, caresses across her cotton panties. Mid conversation Kim stood up and slipped her panties off, revealing a rich carroty muff framed by her pale ivory skin and sat back down, but now with her legs wide open. Julie's fingers continued in the same way, as did the conversation. Simone was simply staring and I could just smell a hint of her intoxicating scent.
Julie noticed first, Kim intently talking directly to me about ancient text translation, and said, "Simmy, darling, come over here."
Simone needed no further invitation and scampered over. I was now left in an armchair with the three of them right in front of me. Kim smiled and lifted her T-shirt off settling deeper into the sofa, now stark naked. Simone just stopped in front of her kneeling, a little unsure what to do so Julie crawled down onto the floor with her. Taking Simone's hand she placed it between Kim's open thighs. Simone had already had a sudden and explosive introduction to Sapphic love so showed no hesitation. Her fingers went to work drawing a deep sigh from Kim, thrilled at the element of newness for Simone.
Meanwhile, aside from the fact that I was now naked and erect, Julie slipped her own panties and T-shirt off. Naked and clearly trying to hold back her urgency she cuddled in behind Simone, pressing her breasts and pussy against her. Her hands started to explore my lover, fingers combed through her hair then softly traced over her face, running several times around her lips. I wanted to get a better position so moved to clearly see Simone's front. Don't get me wrong, Julie's tanned back, arse and legs, with her thick black hair, were a sight to behold but I wanted to savour Simone's initiation as much as possible. I know, I know, but I thought of this as her initiation.
Simone was wearing a dressing gown, and as Julie's fingers slid down her neck and under the collar Simone sighed and let her hands fall to her sides. Kim started to rub her pussy herself, clearly transfixed by Simone whose eyes had closed. The dressing gown fell to the floor revealing Simmy in one go. No slow peeling off of clothes, no tentative fumbling with nervous fingers, her body came into full view. Simone, as we know, was no stranger to exhibiting herself but the situation was different, charged with an intimacy. She whimpered with anticipated pleasure.
We had lit candles for the evening with the lights off and drunk wine; the atmosphere was deeply erotic and sensuous. Julie's hands moved to Simmy's breasts and cupped them at which she jumped and cried out. Her body visibly shook with tension as Julie massaged her flesh and squeezed her already very erect nipples. The touching had become more urgent, more definite, as both hands slowly pressed into her belly, sinking lower. As the fingers of Julie's right hand slid through Simmy's bush her head lolled and she let out a long deep pent up moan. Julie leant back and softly fell to the floor, pulling Simmy with her.
Julie opened her legs to accommodate Simmy's sweet buttocks now pressing against her hot labia and started a long slow finger and palm massage covering Simmy's entire pussy. She squeezed her lips together trapping her clitty in fleshy walls. Kim slipped off the sofa and moved above Simmy as if a man about to thrust his urgent, aching cock into her. I was entranced. My gorgeous lover was sandwiched between two incredible women. Kim pressed herself down and kissed Simmy open-mouthed, her tongue clearly slicing through her lips. She positioned herself so her wet and now highly sensitive pussy rode Julie's knuckles. The combined weight seemed to enhance Julie's pleasure as she quickened her rubbing and sucked hard on Simmy's ear. I was stunned to see her free hand blindly lash out as if searching and then grab my cock with an urgency usually only seen at the point of orgasm.
I then realised that Simmy's buttocks must have been right on her clitty and the pressure was raising her need fast. She roughly pumped my cock, no elegance to her rubbing here, a virgin and clearly one never to have reached any petting with boys. Her skill was basic at best but balanced by a demanding urgency and the fact that the three were clearly approaching a simultaneous orgasm.
All three were moaning in chorus, their bodies glistening in the flickering candlelight and all of a sudden they came, together. The timing was amazing. All three went rigid, both Simone and Julie were desperately trying to close and straighten their legs, which caused the three women to rock. Julie's fist squeezed hard as she came as if trying to transpose her climax to me. It did.
On my haunches, cock held by a 23 year old girl who had never held a cock, I came. A huge orgasm. I groaned loudly as I spurted thick cum which landed in sticky lines on all three women. Julie released me and flopped, as did the other two, limp and sated. I moved back and perched on the edge of a chair, my cock still twitching and dripping cum, not taking my eyes from the women. Simone looked at me and flashed that smile; the Pussy Cats were kissing behind Simmy's head. Simmy disentangled herself and dipped her fingers into Kim's pussy then into Julie's, both still wet, then her own saturated quim.
Moving over, she curled into the chair with me and pushed her fingers, covered in all three pussy creams, into my mouth. The taste was exquisite. It seemed like a blooding at an initiate's first fox hunt. As if it was the ink on a contract, signed and sealed. The Pussy Cats had seen it. As they rolled over to us we slipped to the floor and for a while the four of us lay together, entwined, basking in our subsiding climaxes and the knowledge that we were safe to be four sexual creatures, bound as one.
Part 8: The Taking of Julie
After the last episode life settled into a routine of four people coming and going to work and basically shagging all over the place. It is amazing how quickly you can accept what would usually be considered, say, eccentric, as perfectly normal. To begin with I didn't have any sexual contact with the Pussy Cats as such. Julie, having gripped my cock previously was fascinated and at times would touch and stroke but limited herself to just that. Each time though it proved electric from my point of view. There was a look of nervous wonder in her face and this just heightened my excitement.
There were so many scenes it is impossible to tell them all. As Simone had said on our first meeting the Pussy Cats really did just go for it whenever and wherever. They would tumble in the front door after work, giggling, fall to the hall floor and make love passionately, semi-clothed, get up afterwards and carry on as if nothing had happened. One time I was just coming out of the kitchen when one of their "fall in the floor" escapades was starting.
As they rolled I tripped and fell, ending up in such a position that I could neither stand nor crawl out since we had become tangled. They ignored me. I was only wearing boxer shorts and T-shirt. I lay back and simply enjoyed. Don't ask what position we were in, it was just a tangle of limbs and torsos with the two of them in a vague 69. At least both had their mouths to pussies.
My face was inches from Kim's as she went to work on Julie's pussy. My cock was trapped against a stocking thigh, which kept rubbing me. I didn't cum; both girls came quickly and got up leaving me on the floor with a raging hard-on, both thinking it was funny.
On another occasion, I was making toast in the kitchen. It was morning and Julie and Kim were having their breakfast at the table. Simone darted in from her shower, still naked, knelt in front of me and started to suck my cock. I leant against the worktop becoming breathless as her tongue worked its way around my shaft. Leaning forward I couldn't see her, just feel. Her mouth must have looked a blur as she took me into her mouth fast, pumping herself up and down, sucking hard, her cheeks squeezing me. I came very quickly; she swallowed and ran out again. Not a word was said.
As I said I fell into this quickly. One evening, we were all watching telly. Mid conversation I took my turn by kneeling between Simone's thighs and burying my face in her pussy. I probed her soft flesh with my tongue, licking along her lips and sucking her whole labia into my mouth, still using my tongue to lick her. She tried to ignore me and carry on talking. I felt her hands on the back of my head though; she wasn't ignoring me that much.
I like doing this and can lose myself between her thighs. I am happy to stay there for ages, bringing her close, letting her fall back and repeating many times. I tend to lose track of anything else and was caught by surprise when I felt a naked body press against my naked back and hands take hold of my balls and cock. Simone kept wriggling and as her thighs rose, I caught a glimpse of red hair. Kim was behind me and it was apparent that she did know how to stroke cock.
Her lips came close to my ear, she whispered, "Do you want to do that to Julie?"
I did. This time as Simmy started to pass over the edge I let her go. She bucked and cried out as her pussy puckered and sucked on my tongue. Easing away from her, my face covered in her juices, I saw that Julie had sat next to her, legs open. I moved along to be in front of her, then it hit me.
Kim was still moulded to my back, her hands working wonders on my stiff cock and, as I looked around, Simmy had positioned herself flat on her back, head looking straight up to Kim's pussy. I felt Kim stiffen around me and squeeze me harder as Simmy's mouth kissed me on the lips! The thing was, though, I was about to be the first man to taste Julie. I have to say I was a bit nervous.
Julie was beautiful. Very toned and firm with largish breasts her skin was darkly tanned, her long black hair flowed around her. She had placed her feet on my shoulders letting her knees fall outwards. Her pussy was totally exposed. Trimmed, her bush was black and thick like her hair but her slit was pronounced and was clearly visible with an enormous clitty, hard as nails sticking out. I moved in. All nervousness vanished as I tasted her. She was like wine, a full-bodied red, a deep sweet musky taste and scent, strong and intoxicating.
I spent time simply licking her lips, parting them with the tip of my tongue, sliding down to lick the delicate sensitive skin beneath, just in front of her anus, rising again to circle her clitty.
She became insistent and I drew that hard stalk into my mouth, an inch long. I sucked on her, which made her hips buck. This girl was well used to being eaten, so I was delighted when her juices freely flowed, but I also think that having a man for the first time between her thighs did act as an additional stimulus.
I wanted to bring her to orgasm. Kim was still glued to me though now softly stroking my bursting cock. I could sense that she was concentrating on the tongue between her lips. Suddenly Kim pulled away.
"Wait," she said. "Julie... how do you feel?"
"Ready."
"OK, Cam, Simmy, come to our bedroom."
I knew where this was going. Julie's eyes said it all. Obviously we had been building to this, I knew that. We all went into the bedroom where Kim pulled the duvet from the bed and eased Julie onto it. Julie readily lay back with her legs spread. Kim and Simmy lay either side of her holding her like two bookends. Kim looked at me, standing at the floor of the bed, naked and erect.
"This girl is my lover," she said. "She is my life, my breath, my heartbeat. No man has even touched her save you. She wants to feel cock inside her, hot pulsing cock, living flesh, and she wants to feel you spurt yourself in her belly."
Julie's eyes were wide with lust.
I knelt then supporting myself over her. Kim's hand took hold of my throbbing cock and guided me to her lover's lips. Simmy's hand gripped my balls. Julie had been entered before -- fingers, dildos -- but this was clearly different.
The head of my cock touched her. Kim very slowly used the end of my cock to rub her slit and clitty. I was straining to control myself. Then her hand inched me forward. Julie's eyes were fixed to mine, her mouth open as I eased forward. Her lips parted and my head slipped inside. She cried out and breathed raggedly. Her arms tightened around the two other women. Kim's fingers took hold of Julie's clit, releasing me to slide into her lover.
I took my time, slowly, inching into her. She shuddered and twitched constantly and then I was there. Fully buried, to the hilt. Simmy's hand massaged around my balls and Julie's anus. Kim, her fingers flat, was squashed between us but on her hard nub. Julie lifted her arms and took my head in her hands; lifting her face to mine we kissed. Our mouths met tentatively and then more urgently. I began to pull back, slowly savouring her incredibly tight walls as they held me, vice like.
Then I fucked her, long steady strokes, building to a fast constant thrusting, kissing deeply all the time. Kim's hand worked hard circles around her clit. I sensed Simmy slip her finger into Julie's anus, lubricated but her stream of juices. I felt a welling up inside of me at the same time as Julie began to spasm. She was crying out with every thrust and the relentless rubbing from Kim. Julie arched her back and went rigid, her arms crushed around me, her pussy strangled my cock as she herself thrust her hips to me.
I held fast as I felt my hot cum travelling through my tightening balls, up my shaft. I felt as if there was a moment of plugged pressure and then an explosion as I spurted into Julie. I groaned and went rigid myself unable to control anything. I jerked, lost completely not just in intense pleasure but way back in my mind, the knowledge of taking this woman for the first time.
It seemed to last for hours, then we both slumped. I fell on her, drained. We were both covered in sweat. She lay there, still breathing fast and shallow. Kim was crying, not with any sense of loss or sadness. She was smiling with a look of pure joy. I kissed her and then Simmy. I was still hard and could feel every twitch, every aftershock in Julie's pussy but I slipped out of her. As I did she looked at me and smiled mouthing a thank you, then rolled into Kim's arms. Their love seemingly cemented even more.
Simmy was glazed. We both left our lovers lying together and went to her room. We made love. Slowly, gently and seemed ourselves to draw closer to one another.
Part 9: Kim and the Guests
In the morning I awoke before Simmy, who lay beside me naked, her hair spread across the pillow. My cock was rock hard, as usual in the morning, and as I lay there considering her thighs and sliding down between them to wake her with the best morning call devised, I heard moaning coming from the Pussy Cats' bedroom. Naked, I wandered through and found them enjoying a 69.
Julie was on top, her splendid buttocks staring at me as I walked in. Kim was licking her with her morning urgency and obviously responding to Julie's ministrations. Unable to see Julie's face and Kim's pussy I settled down in a chair to watch. My cock was becoming almost painful with the stress of watching them and I purposefully left myself alone, letting the tension build.
Kim then caught sight of me and, without removing her mouth from Julie's lips, beckoned with her eyes. Already we were all communicating in subtle ways and I knew immediately what she meant. I approached. The heights were perfect, my swollen cock bobbed directly in line with Julie's pussy and, as Kim concentrated on her lover's clit, without warning, I slipped my cock into Julie. She wasn't expecting it and squealed, lifted her head and tried to turn. Kim brought her knees to bear and clamped them around the dark haired girl holding her fast.
I buried my stiff cock to the hilt in one smooth thrust as Julie groaned loudly. Both girls were already close to their orgasms and I wasn't far behind. I kept up a fast steady thrusting as Julie went back to sucking Kim's quim hard making Kim writhe frantically.
I could sense Kim was cumming and suddenly Julie's pussy tightened further, her body shuddering. The Pussy Cats were both cumming and that triggered mine. I slammed hard against Julie and resigned to my pulsing spurts, gripping her hips. Mid orgasm I felt extra hands take hold of my balls and tug.
This served to intensify and prolong my orgasm. I threw my head back and cried out as Simmy pressed herself against me. As I finished she pulled my head down and kissed me, deep and long as my cock slipped out of Julie.
This is how things ended up. Morning, day and night I would find myself freely enjoying myself alone whilst in their company, coupled with Simmy, Julie, all three or any other combination. I had Kim when the two of us were alone. Both Julie and Simmy were at work. Kim and I were watching a movie on telly when she suddenly stripped, tore my clothes off and straddled me on the sofa.
Kim looked wonderful to me, tall and slim with medium breasts. She had a mane of red hair with a thick carroty muff, ivory pale skin and incredible blue eyes. The contrasting colours topped by a soft, throaty Irish accent extenuated her to a fantasy level. Nothing was said. She rubbed her wet pussy on my hardening cock and when fully erect simply sank onto me. She pressed her body against me as hard and as close and possible. Her hands stole under my buttocks and gripped hard. Her mouth came to mine in a passionate, frantic and dominant crush, her tongue lancing into me as I lanced into her down below.
Miraculously, we both lasted for a long time. She did most of the work, grinding and pounding hard up and down my shaft, both of us moaning in time with the intense and relentless rhythm. Kim's hand left my buttocks and came to my head, her fingers entwined in my hair gripping me. She stopped kissing and whispered in my ear, "I fucking needed this," at which point she slammed down onto my lap and went rigid, breathing in and holding her breath.
Then she let out a long, high pitched moan as her pussy pulsated around my shaft, her hips bucked and she let go all control. Her legs and arms went wild, her breath came in giant gasps as every part of her body convulsed. All I could do was hold on as if on the ride of my life. She was, though, riding me in the truest sense of the word.
Then she went limp, suddenly flopping down on me, my cock as hard and erect as ever. Her pussy was giving out massive aftershocks, spasming and squeezing me. In this sudden and complete calm, Kim, covered in sweat, virtually a dead weight in my lap, triggered an unusual orgasm in me. The spine in the small of my back seemed to tighten and a streak of heat shot to my balls where they tightened like never before.
My semen traveled very slowly as if blocked by a cork, resisting the inevitable rush. I could feel the thick cream filling my cock in slow motion, building in pressure. Kim's pussy kept up a gentle massaging as the bough broke and I came in one long continuous gush. No separate spurts, a long squeeze taking in my entire body came in a jet of cum. I held Kim close as I came down from an incredible height. Now I had had all three women.
We stayed locked together for a while. I enjoyed feeling Kim's sated body glued to mine. After a while I slid to my back lengthways on the sofa with Kim lying on top of me, her head pillowed on my chest. The silence was comfortable and when I spoke I spoke quietly, maintaining the intimate aura around us.
"Why?" I asked.
"Why what?"
"Why did you fucking need that? I am a bit confused about all this, you know. Simmy never really explained why you and Julie wanted a man. I mean, doesn't it go against you being lesbians?"
"What makes you think that all lesbians hate men. Some do. But not all. In any case what is a lesbian? For that matter, what is a gay man? I used to have boyfriends and suppose now I have one again, well a piece of one anyway. You are now our boyfriend. I think all four of us are falling in love with each other, don't you?"
"Hmmm. Yeah I suppose so. I am in love with Simmy and I know now she could never leave you two and I am getting quite attached to my... Pussy Cats."
"Well, there you go." Kim came up onto her elbows, her face hovering inches above mine. I stirred down below; she really was a vision. "It's about love. I love Julie. In the same way any couple love each other; for both of us sex was a secondary issue. We fell in love. Plain and simple. I still have the same sexual urges though. Julie was getting them so you seemed the ideal offering and when it worked for you and Simmy... it couldn't have been better."
"OK... I think that... hhhhmmmmm..."
I couldn't say anymore. Kim kissed me, her soft lips met mine and her delicate tongue slid into my mouth and my cock started to fill with blood. Before long I was inside her again but this time things were slow, really slow. She slid up and down my cock leisurely, softly murmuring as we carried on kissing.
* * * *
That evening I made love to Simmy on the sofa while Kim and Julie watched TV beside us. They didn't join in this time except to massage my balls when I came. Afterwards we all sat together entwined, absentmindedly stroking and caressing each other whilst chatting and watching the box. Simmy mentioned that her mother and sister were coming to stay for a while, arriving at the weekend. Simmy turned out to be 35 as I had guessed. Her mother had had her young, an accident with a boyfriend, and was now 52. Her mother had been married several times and was once again divorced but did have another daughter, Charlotte, who was now 18, a half sister to Simmy.
We talked about her family and I learned that her mother had been a model and although 52 looked and felt only 40. Her sister had inherited the family looks as well and although she had a different father she resembled Simone closely. I wasn't quite sure how this was going to fit with our new domestic arrangements so thought of the coming visit with mixed feelings. I could have been wrong but something in Simmy's voice hinted at... me being busy.
The build up to the weekend had me in a bundle of nerves and when the day arrived I was a wreck. To relax me they virtually threw me onto the bed and all three went to work on my cock. It worked. They remained dressed with me naked and three tongues, mouths, six lips... well what can I say?
When they arrived I was truly knocked for six. Not only was I involved with three beautiful women but our guests were exquisite to boot.
Charlotte was simply a younger version of Simmy but carried herself well beyond her years. She wore her clothes like a model; a summer dress that did nothing to hide the shape of her body. An hourglass body with large firm breasts the young woman was drop dead gorgeous. When she moved she spelt sex.
Her mother took my breath away, tall, about 5'10", and slim with pert breasts pressing against a silk blouse. Shapely legs appeared beneath a tight skirt. Again the thick dark hair, huge brown eyes and long eyelashes, full mouth framed by a face to launch a million ships, let alone a thousand. She walked towards me with catlike grace, extended her hand and said in a thick French accent, "I am Simone's Mother, Helena. I have heard so much about you." She put emphasis on the word much and I blushed.
I actually blushed. I never blush. But she was something else. 52? Maybe, but she really did look 40 or younger.
My cock was engorged and straining against my trousers. How the hell was I going to survive this? I assumed, wrongly, that we would be restraining our normal activities. Oh how wrong I was.
She spoke again, "I met your neighbours downstairs on the way in. A gorgeous black girl and her blonde... flatmate." She said flatmate with a small smile. Yes, she had the smile.
Oh how I was wrong!
Part 10: One Man and Six Women
That evening was the start, the real start, of things to come. Up to now I had been teased in the sense that I had no idea to the extent at which my sexual stamina would be put to the test. I picked up very early on that Helena was a very sensual woman who knew exactly how to employ her assets. It was very clear where Simone had developed her unconscious ability to arouse simply with a look. Charlotte had not been left out of the loop either. Although younger, she already possessed the obviously genetic sense of what worked. Her every move was executed in such a way as to have maximum impact, yet understated, dismissing any cynical thought that there was an ulterior motive.
It was also immediately apparent that they both held the same freethinking that Simone had demonstrated to me. Both new about the Pussy Cats and in no time had settled into the flat as if it were their own. Helena had headed for the shower soon after arriving and wandered from Simone's room to mine completely nude, and then back again. Meanwhile, Charlotte had changed her clothes to a pair of soft cotton shorts and loose T-shirt, cut off to reveal her smooth belly. It was obvious that she was not wearing a bra and I guessed her panties were in her room too.
By the evening I was in a state of complete confused arousal. I wanted to have sex there and then, no messing around, just simple straightforward sex, but I was still not quite sure. We had cleared away the table and were lounging around watching TV and chatting. I knew Simone could see my erection outlined against my jogging pants and sensed she was holding in a laugh, as if she was keeping a secret.
It was then that Helena said with that smile of hers, "Hey Cameron, you feeling comfortable there?"
The penny had dropped. I knew then that my domestic situation had not changed one iota with Simone's family being here. I took the bull by the horns. Charlotte was sitting opposite me talking with Kim. It was her I homed in on. I stood up and lifted my T-shirt off and then pushed my bottoms off revealing myself to everyone, fully erect. I was nervous. What the hell would happen if I had got this wrong? Charlotte was 18 and looked older, perfectly legal, that wasn't my concern. It was the simple error of assuming everything and everyone was on the dinner plate. I need not have worried. Charlotte was now watching me with glee.
I walked over to her and knelt, noticing that the others had gathered around. Helena was hurriedly taking her clothes off as was Simone. Julie virtually pounced on Kim, her mouth and hands ravaging her. I had got it right.
Charlotte lifted her bare, delicate feet and started using her soles and toes to masturbate my cock. The sensation was glorious and she had obviously done it before. I leaned forward and as I reached for her shorts, pulling them down, she took her T-shirt off. Her body was enough to drive the breath from my lungs. Her breasts were full, rounded, firm and topped with large erect chocolate nipples. Her belly was flat, her hips wide, with legs holding a perfect shape. Her pussy was bare, naturally bare. I found out later that for some reason it just never grew.
I could not contain myself. With Charlotte's feet still working their magic on my cock I opened her thighs and French kissed her pussy. She was dripping. I spread her lips and tongued her as deeply as I could. The situation did not call for subtlety and I used my thumb to rub in a circular motion on her protruding clitoris. The evening had obviously been charged for all of us. Charlotte came in seconds, her hips bucking hard. She clamped her thighs around my head and I felt her feet leave me to be replaced by a mouth. I did not know whose. I couldn't breathe as her wonderful nectar poured down my throat and filled my nostrils.
I moved my hands to her buttocks and, using the wetness from her pussy, eased my finger into her arse. It seemed to prolong her orgasm, or trigger a series of continuing climaxes. I heard her cry out just as the mouth on my cock sucked incredibly hard. I lost total control. Groaning loudly into Charlotte's pussy I spasmed and spurted my cream into, as it turned out, her mother's mouth. Helena was an Olympic gold medallist at cock sucking and was doing movements with her tongue, which drew every last bit of jism from me.
As I slumped to the floor, Charlotte quickly slid on top of me, straddling my softening cock, rubbing her silky pussy on it. Her mouth crushed mine, her exquisite globes rubbed against my chest. I was delirious but became aware of Charlotte stiffening; her head lifted and she moaned. I looked past her and saw Julie had strapped on a dildo and pushed into Charlotte's arse. Charlotte was grunting, her eyes tightly shut, as Julie began to thrust slow, steady strokes. My cock sprang back to hardness and Simone took hold of me easing me into her sister.
I picked up the motion with Julie and we both thrust alternately, as if two hammers were punching in a fence post. Charlotte couldn't speak. Julie and I picked up the speed, reaching a pounding pace, thumping into Charlotte for all we were worth. Charlotte's pussy contracted, it had already been tight, now I thought my cock would never escape, and Charlotte had another orgasm. As the tidal wave hit her, I thrust as deep as I could and held my cock in, Julie did the same, timed to be beyond Charlotte's point of no return. She orgasmed with my cock in her pussy and Julie's prosthetic up her arse.
This time Charlotte slumped, utterly drained. I was still raging and desperate for someone else. As I crawled from the murmuring, twitching girl I came upon a sight, which I shall always remember. In the middle of the room, Helena and Simone were in a 69, Helena on top. I was paralysed. Simone's eyes met mine as she urgently suckled on her mother's pussy. I had not thought of this permutation, my mind absorbed with Helena and Charlotte as individuals looking only to me. At first I was shocked and then, and then... I exploded.
I fell to my knees and in one massive thrust impaled Helena -- Simone's 52 year old mother, Charlotte's mother -- on my cock and taking a firm grip on her hips fucked her like nothing else. Simone's tongue ran frantically over my pistoning shaft and Helena's stretched lips and clitty. Helena was shuddering. I did not let up. I could feel my balls boiling. Then it happened.
I pulled back with enormous force, right out of her, and blindly hit home again. But Helena screamed, her head flying up from Simone's pussy and I realised I had fully entered her arse, right to my pubic bone. My cock was drenched with pussy juice and saliva which had enabled easy entry, but not that easy.
"YES," Helena shouted, "YES, YES, YES, fuck me hard, harder."
Her voice was ragged and laced even heavily with her French accent. It dawned on me that this was very much her thing, which is why I had entered her so fast. Beyond any sense of boundaries I fucked her arse, hard. Very quickly, she came. Simone was sucking on her clit, and her arse tightened. The pressure was intense and I felt my cum racing through my balls and cock and spurting deep inside her. I jerked for an eternity. We orgasmed together, our bodies glued together.
20 minutes later we all lay together on the floor. Julie and Kim had been next to us, themselves in a 69. All of us had been sated but as we were to find out, not for long. We had been extremely noisy. The neighbours could not normally hear anything, but tonight there was a knock at the door.
Part 11: Building Up To Six Women
We were all feeling warm and sleepy, the lights were low and the flat felt comfortable. I was dimly aware that the room was filled with the aroma of our lovemaking as Charlotte wandered over to the door and opened it, forgetting that she was totally nude. From where we were we could hear the startled cry from our downstairs neighbour as this beautiful young woman confronted her. The conversation was a little surreal comprising of, what seemed like, feigned indignation and awkward embarrassment.
Simone had been gently stroking my cock so I was semi-erect, hanging, yet clearly engorged and only a lick away from a full flagpole. Feeling mischievous I stood and went to the hallway slipping my arm around Charlotte, standing naked and clearly aroused in front of this new woman. She was pretty with blonde hair and a slim body and the most deep blue eyes I had ever seen. She wore a business suit and appeared to have only recently got in from work. I smiled.
"I just wanted to say that I feel the noise from this flat, and the type of noises, are just too much. I must ask you, no, I insist that you keep quiet... I... um..."
Her words became lost as she realised that I was naked. She was trying desperately to look me in the face but her eyes betrayed her as they flicked up and down. She really was quite lovely and crimson with embarrassment at which my cock rose to its full glory, for some reason becoming very aroused at her discomfort. She let out the longest sigh, which sounded full of frustration, and ended up just staring at my hard cock. She sagged a little and leant against the doorframe.
Charlotte sensed a change in her. Kneeling before me she took my cock into her mouth and slowly started to suck me, making sure that the angle was kept clear so our neighbour could see everything. Her wet lips and tongue massaged the length and head of my cock as she used a lot of saliva to drench me so that the spectacle was enhanced. The blonde was transfixed and, almost without realising it, she slipped to her knees.
Looking down at her I studied her as best I could from my angle of view. She wore medium high court shoes with nylons over shapely legs and a smart grey skirt and jacket with a white blouse. Whilst I was taking this in she shuffled forward and almost pulled Charlotte off me, who stood and kissed me before returning to the writhing mass of female flesh I could see over my shoulder.
The blonde simply took over from where Charlotte had left and with small groaning whimpers sucked me as though she had been starved of sustenance for years. I was stunned at her skill but more with her enthusiasm. The animal passion with which she sucked me was incredible and in a short time I came, filling her mouth. I thought she might pull away but she sucked fast until I had completely stopped, swallowing all my cum. I dropped to my knees as she fell into my arms.
"I don't know what to say," she murmured. "I have never done anything like that... I mean, well, I have sucked before, obviously, but not just like that with a complete stranger... I am so embarrassed."
"Hey, let's have none of that," I answered. "Tell you what, come with me."
She made no protest as I led her out to the staircase and sat her down halfway. Lifting her skirt, revealing stockings and panties, I eased the gusset to one side and, without any introductions, I licked her pussy from bottom to top, slowly, letting my tongue sink between her lips and then right over her already hard clit. She squealed and threw her thighs wider apart. Her hands suddenly gripped the back of my head and she ground herself against my mouth, thrusting her hips in a frantic spasmic urgency. I had hardly licked and sucked her before she came in massive pent up convulsions, throwing her head back and almost growling.
She slumped back on the stairs but her body still stirred, moving with anticipation. It was then that I noticed her flatmate, a tall willowy black girl with a face that could almost certainly have launched five thousand ships, staring at us through the stair rails. Her eyes flashed as she smiled and reached through, cupping her friend's face in her hand.
"At last, my sweet, sweet Camilla, at last," she said with a husky voice and gripped my shaft, then looking at me she said, "Carry her into our flat."
I did. And I was still naked.
THE END
