It has been a long day, but the finishing line is in sight now.
Lise is fizzing with excitement at the prospect of my oral attention, having just seen me give her sister Marie an orgasm like no other she had experienced. Of course, she had watched closely before when I made you come lying flat across the table and had marvelled at the strength of your reaction. But somehow, seeing the same effect on her sister had made everything much more real, especially as it had been the realisation of a fantasy the two had discussed for a long time.
I know that Lise had created her own fantasies about me and had fulfilled one of them earlier when she took my cock between her ample breasts, though she was not allowed to make me cum. I suspect that that had rather spoiled the finale of her own fantasy.
You suggest that Lise should kneel on the ground, legs apart, above my head, while I lay back below her. You kneel behind her and press your body against her back while wrapping your arms around her in support. I wonder whether you are anxious to prevent Lise from suffocating me in the heat of the moments to come?
I am between Lise's legs now, and if I look upwards, I can also see your familiar pussy in the background. But the dominant view, of course, is of Lise's pussy above me. As I have noted before, it is very different from yours, or indeed, her sister's.
It is totally hairless, and I briefly wonder whether the sisters help each other in these matters.
Lise's outer pussy lips are also very different to both yours and Marie's, being much more prominent, and in her excitement now this is exaggerated even more. They part like curtains when I probe them with my fingers, and she shudders above me as I reach in to stroke her inner lips, along the full length of her pussy.
You are holding Lise tight above me while I reach up, holding her lips apart, and lick gently from one end of her pussy to the other. Because of my position, I begin at her clit and lick slowly and repeatedly towards her vagina. I have teased back the hood from her clit, so she can feel the direct touch of my tongue as it flicks from side to side, and up and down, and swirls around the hardening bud. I lick backwards, and while my fingers now tease her clit, my tongue attempts to delve inside her vagina.
Her outer pussy lips are wet and now spread either side of my mouth while I probe and play with her inner pussy. I can hear her moaning above me now, and she is moving rhythmically back and forth against the movements of my fingers and tongue inside her. I can see, feel, and taste her juices flowing from within her now as my tongue probes deeper and deeper, my saliva mixing with her juices. I think she tastes just wonderful, and the flow of her juices increases.
You are holding her tight above me, and you can feel her pelvic thrusting against your belly as I tease her more and more forcefully. I glance down my body to see that Marie has recovered and joined us for the spectacle of her sister's orgasm. She crouches by my hips for a good view of the action and casually grasps my erect cock as she does so.
This briefly distracts my attention, and I think you look over Lise's shoulder at Marie. I can imagine a fierce look from you because Marie's hand is quickly removed and now simply strokes my belly up to my chest. Then you say something to her, and she moves behind Lise to take your place while you move alongside me, to where Marie had been.
Now, Marie is supporting her sister above me but allows her to press down upon me more forcefully, grinding her wet pussy against my mouth. From the throbbing and twitching of her vagina and the pressure she is exerting against me, I can tell that she will come soon now. Finally, like her sister before, she lets out a scream of pleasure (or pain?) and her thighs shake on either side of me. She falls forward and has to support herself with her hands on my chest, and her sister's weight adds to this collapse. Lise has definitely come, and I think Marie may have had a sympathetic minor climax too, reprising her earlier orgasm from my attentions.
So the sisters now lay either side of my head, facing my feet, with their breasts squeezed against me. They both occasionally shiver with releasing tension as their bodies calm down, and I put my arms around both of them, pulling them tight against me.
But you have disappeared from my sight, and it is difficult to move under the weight of the semi-conscious girls. I can only raise my head slightly.
Now I hear your voice again. “Simon,” you say, “I can't wait any longer! You have looked after the girls- now it is my turn, and I claim my right to your cum. I want you to cum inside me! Wake up, girls!”
The girls stir and lift their heads to look down my body. The first thing they see is my erect cock; the second is you now astride my thighs, facing away towards my feet. You look back over your shoulder and say, “Girls, help me get Simon inside me now. It's time for him to cum at last.”
The girls immediately understand and simultaneously reach down to grasp my cock firmly and press me up into a vertical position. You edge backwards towards me while they locate the head of my cock between your already-parted pussy lips. While you hover above me, they giggle and tease you by sliding the head of my cock backwards and forwards between your wet pussy lips. You jerk involuntarily each time it touches your swollen clit and try to capture me each time I approach your vagina.
“Enough, girls!” you say, “I need him inside me now! You've both had your fun; I need mine!”
The girls hold me down firmly while you lean forwards with your hands on my knees and wriggle your pussy to locate the head of my cock slightly inside you. When we are safely in place, you lean as far forwards as you can and look down between your thighs to see my cock waiting for you to use. The girls lay their heads on my chest to get the opposite view, and we all wait for the game to begin.
“Simon,” you say, “you have made me wait all day for this, but now I have you!”
With that, you suddenly ram your pussy hard down onto my cock, taking the full length inside you, and press tightly against my belly. You stop in that position. I feel you reach between your legs to play with my balls while I am still deep inside you, and my thighs tremble.
The girls groan as you slowly raise your body, allowing them to see the full length of my cock emerge, glistening with your juices. You watch too and pause just before it might slip out. You reverse the direction and then continue with slow-motion fucking. It is heavenly to feel my cock sliding smoothly and slowly in and out of your pussy, time and again, while the girls watch in awe.
I think they are most impressed with your restraint and control after you have watched them suck and play with my cock, and I bring them both to orgasm. They know, I think, that if it were them riding me, they would go hard and fast, and bring me to a climax just as quickly as they could. But you are more experienced and know that delayed gratification can bring more pleasure in the end.
The slow-motion fucking continues, and continues, while I lay prone and unable to move under the weight of the two girls, but I think I detect a slight increase in the tempo. You are looking down between your own thighs to watch me slide in and out of you. The pace is entirely under your control, and you are clearly determined to maximise your own pleasure, so I try to relax and accept that you will have your way with me. I know I will enjoy it too!
The pace steadily and noticeably increases now, and you are beginning to breathe more heavily; partly from the effort involved in fucking me in this position, but also, I think, from your building excitement.
The girls feel the increasing tension too, and both stroke me from my chest down to my belly, in rhythm with your strokes down my cock. They are enjoying the sense of being so closely involved in our fucking now and want to contribute what they can to our pleasure.
Your pace increases to another level, now, and although I am virtually immobile beneath you, my hips naturally begin to move slightly, trying to force myself further up inside you with each stroke you make. Though my movements are very limited, I think you detect them and recognise the signs that I will soon be ready to cum. You increase the pace to another level, reflected in the pace of stroking by the girls; you also begin to massage my tight balls in the same rhythm. This cannot continue much longer!
It doesn't! As I overcome the restraints on me and thrust hard upwards, you simultaneously thrust hard downwards (we know each other well). We stop, locked together, with a very slight bucking motion, as my cum pumps upwards into you, and you squeal while I grunt. I do not really know whether you can feel the cum spurting against your inner walls, and never will know, of course. But I am sure that you can feel the pulses of cum throbbing through my hard cock, as you grip it tightly deep inside your vagina.
The girls both tremble slightly, in sympathy, and watch as cum leaks from our full-depth connection. When your trembling and mine both subside, they watch as you slowly lift yourself off my cock. It is still semi-erect, and as you fully disengage, there is a flood of cum and pussy juices from your vagina, which runs over my belly into pools and drips down over my balls. The girls both shake a little more as they witness this conclusion to our fucking.
You fall forward onto my thighs, your ass now raised high, as drips of cum and pussy juice continue to flow from your pussy. Then you turn to lie on top of me, between the two girls, who now wrap their arms around you too. We all lie quietly together in a joint hug for some time and rest our bodies and minds.
When we recover ourselves, we realise that so much has changed since the girls first secretly watched us perform alone in the garden. It has been a change for the better, though, with trust and respect between us all.
You are clearly in charge, and the girls take your rulings as law; I am an actor in the play; the girls are learning much from both of us and enjoy the lessons.
We will be leaving Italy very soon, but when we return, perhaps the girls will have developed their lives to need us no longer. Like everything in the future, there are many uncertainties, and who knows whether our relationships will develop any further, or even whether we will ever meet again.
PERHAPS WE WILL, PERHAPS WE WON'T.
