Matthew groaned as Mrs. Phillips touched his cock. She didn’t stroke, just held him firmly in one hand, and kissed him as the other two ladies approached.

“Nobody wants just a hand job,” she whispered, and sank to her knees in front of him. Mrs. Lain and Mrs. Vega ran their hands all over his chest, back, and ass as Mrs. Phillips ever so slowly took his hard cock in her mouth. He let out a ragged gasp as she worked her soft lips up and down. He never imagined that anything could feel this good. Ever so slowly she licked and sucked up and down his hard shaft while Matthew closed his eyes and moaned, lost in the sensations radiating from his groin. Mrs. Vega squeezed his ass and kissed the nape of his neck while Mrs. Lain lightly bit his earlobe, but he barely felt it so lost was he in the heavenly feeling of the warm mouth around his cock.

He hardly even noticed when the ladies rotated, and Mrs. Vega took her place kneeling in front of him. She preferred to use her tongue, licking up and down the underside of his shaft and swirling around the head then swallowing his whole cock before going back to licking him like an ice cream cone.

Next was Mrs. Lain. She worked his shaft slowly and methodically, rhythmically sliding her soft lips from the very tip of the spongy head down to the very base, never altering her slow steady pace, all the while teasing at his balls with the tips of her fingers.

A moment later and they switched again, but Matthew had lost all track of what was going on. He was vaguely aware that somewhere far away there were four hands caressing his torso, playfully pinching his ass and nipples, but right now his entire world was in his groin. The soft lips and wet tongue, whomever they may have belonged to, that lovingly played with his cock filled his whole being, leaving little room for the world outside. His whole body was aflame with pleasure as the three women took turns leisurely licking and sucking his stiff member.

Matthew would not realize it for many years, but he was being attended to by three experts. They had spent years practicing the art of fellatio and often discussed techniques and traded ideas. They knew how to maximize his pleasure, driving him wild, but also how to extend the experience, both for his enjoyment and their own, and never quite push him to orgasm. They kept him at the height of ecstasy, teetering on the blissful edge.

“Truly,” Matthew thought, “this must be what heaven feels like.” Little did he know.

“I think we’ve teased him enough, girls.” Mrs. Phillips' voice broke through the haze of pleasure clouding his mind. “Time to cum, Matthew.” And suddenly there were three mouths on his cock, Mrs. Phillips with the head between her lips, tonguing at the sensitive underside, while the other two aggressively licked at every exposed bit of his hard shaft, and all the while several hands caressed his ass, thighs, and balls.

A very short time later his cock twitched, and his world exploded as he came in a woman’s mouth for the very first time. Spasm after delightful spasm wracked his body as his seed poured out of him. Mrs. Phillips kept him in her mouth the whole time, not letting a single drop escape, only releasing him when his legs gave way and he collapsed to his knees, where he was treated to the sight of the three women kissing each other and sharing his sticky cum, making sure each got a taste.

“Only an eighteen-year-old could still be hard after that,” said Mrs. Vega with a grin. And it was true that while the urgency of his hardon had abated somewhat, his cock still stuck out straight in front of him, eager for more attention.

“Well, he has a lot of motivation,” laughed Mrs. Lain.

“We shouldn’t let it go to waste,” said Mrs. Phillips as she spread a beach towel out on the grass. “Lay down, Matthew, time for the final act.”

Matthew did as he was told, lying on his back in the hot sun. His cock angled up from his body, rigid as a steel rod. Mrs. Phillips stood over him, her feet on either side of his head, and he gazed up at her open pussy. She ran her fingers through her bush and flicked her clit once or twice before spreading her pink lips wide, giving him a good long look inside her. His cock jumped at this as she moved down his body and knelt over his hips. She placed the tip of his cock at the entrance to her warm pussy and, with a contented sigh, lowered herself onto his hard shaft.

Matthew’s mouth opened but he was beyond words. Her mouth had been heavenly, but this was a whole new level. His cock had found its home, and his world had forever changed because he now knew the inside of a woman’s pussy.

She sat on top of him, motionless, his cock deep inside her, giving him a chance to grow accustomed to the new sensations. She squeezed her pussy tight around him, making his cock twitch agreeably inside her. Once she felt he was ready she began to ride him slowly up and down, rising up until he was barely inside her, then lowering herself down until her clit touched the base of his shaft. Then back up and down again, leaving his cock glistening, wet, and fully lubricated.

“My turn!” Matthew opened his eyes and watched as Mrs. Phillips stood up off of him and an eager Mrs. Vega took her place. Mrs. Lain stood to one side, one hand caressing her breasts, the other between her legs. He gasped as Mrs. Vega pounced on him, her thick black curls engulfing his cock to the hilt. She began to bounce quickly up and down, lacking Mrs. Phillips' restraint and quickly causing Matthew to grunt and groan and thrust up to meet her as she rode him.

"Slow down! we all want a turn!" Mrs. Lain laughed and pushed the shorter woman playfully. Mrs. Vega squealed as she fell off of him, and Mrs. Lain quickly climbed up to take her place. She placed the head of his cock against her blonde pussy and sank down on top of him. He closed his eyes again and moaned uncontrollably as she sat motionless, pinning his hips to the ground and holding him in place, giving him time to calm down. She was the slimmest of the three women, taller, with small firm breasts and long thin well-shaped legs. She also had the tightest pussy, and Matthew felt like his cock was being clenched in a fist; a soft, hot, wet, sexy fist. After a moment she began to circle her hips, keeping his shaft balls deep in her tight pussy and grinding her clit against his body. They gasped and panted together as she writhed on top of him, working her inner muscles and massaging his cock inside her.

"I don't think I can wait for my next turn," said Mrs. Vega, and Matthew opened his eyes to see a wet pink opening surrounded by a familiar mass of thick black curls descending towards his face. He opened his mouth in anticipation and eagerly put his tongue to work as soon as she touched down, rapidly flicking at her clit before plunging his tongue in and out of her warm creamy folds. Mrs. Lain continued to grind her clit into his body, holding his cock deep in her wet cunt, clenching and squeezing his shaft inside her as he moaned into Mrs. Vega's thick bush.

"Switch!" yelled Mrs. Phillips, and the women all laughed and giggled as they shifted positions. Matthew quickly lost track of who was where, as he was engulfed in the scent, feel and taste of hot dripping pussies. The three wet hairy vaginas shifted about, from his mouth to his cock and back again in turn, occasionally orgasming around his shaft or on his face, until he was delirious with the sensations assaulting all five of his senses. As ever, the women were skillful in their ministrations, taking their time in changing places and grinding more than bouncing, making sure he was in the game until all three had their fill.

But Matthew couldn’t hold out forever. Slowly and inevitably, his orgasm approached. His balls tingled and his tongue went into overdrive, furiously working the clit in his mouth as he tried in vain to hold off cumming. But cum he did. He groaned into the thick muff on his face and licked for all he was worth as his cock exploded and pumped spurt after spurt of his sticky cum into the hot wet pussy encasing his shaft. The spasms seemed to go on forever, and he saw stars as he was lost in bliss. The cries of the women drowned out his own, muffled as his were by a thick dark bush, and soon he collapsed, spent. Mrs. Phillips stood up off his face, and he could see that Mrs. Lain had been the recipient of his seed. She didn't move, keeping his cock inside her warm pussy, squeezing him occasionally, as his hardon ebbed.

Soon she climbed off and Matthew closed his eyes, feeling the warm sun on his body. He was drenched in girl cum, his face and hair wet and sticky with the juices of three different pussies. The musky aroma of female arousal lingered in his nostrils, and he would have the sweet taste of girl cum in his mouth for days. He was vaguely aware of the women lying down around him. He sighed softly when the hands started to caress him. At first, they wandered, trailing up and down his chest and lightly massaging his legs. Soon they became more insistent, straying lower on his abdomen and higher on his thighs. He groaned as a hand closed around his shaft and slowly stroked him back to full hardness.

“You have one more in you?” came a husky whisper as Mrs. Phillips began to nibble at his earlobe. The hands on his body were replaced by lips and tongues as the three women covered him with fluttery kisses, inflaming his passions and making his cock stand up at attention like an iron bar. “

“We all fucked you pretty good, I think you deserve a chance to fuck all of us.” Matthew’s eyes popped open, and he sat up as his cock became even harder if that were possible. He watched, mouth agape as the three sexy ladies got down on all fours and arranged themselves in front of him, their wet open pussies all on full display. He approached the woman on the left, Mrs. Vega, and they groaned together as he slid his cock deep into her warm, inviting pussy. He moved in and out of her slowly a few times before he realized that this time, he was unrestrained and in control. He began to speed up, grabbing her wide hips and pulling her into each thrust. Mrs. Vega grunted and pushed her big ass back into him, squirming and twitching around his cock, until a whistle from Mrs. Lain got his attention.

“Don’t forget about us, young man, you have two more pussies to fill!” Without a second thought, he pulled out of Mrs. Vega, stepped over and plunged his cock deep into Mrs. Lain. Her tight pussy clenched around his thick shaft as if trying to hold him inside her, making him gasp and pant as he drove his cock in and out.

A minute later and he moved on to Mrs. Phillips. Her hot pink cunt was dripping and ready for him, and he pushed all the way inside her with one smooth thrust. She pushed her ass up in the air and let him drill her for all he was worth, each thrust of his hard cock going deep into her eager pussy.

After a few minutes, he was back to Mrs. Vega and again buried his cock deep in her wet hole. And so, he moved from pussy to pussy, a few hard thrusts in each before on to the next. Matthew did everything he could to prolong the experience, spending only a few seconds inside each woman before moving to the next, desperately trying to hold off cumming for as long as possible. But three hot pussies were too much for him, and on his fourth time through the lineup, his cock took command, refusing to pull out. And so, balls deep in Mrs. Vega’s tangled mass of black curls, his third and most powerful orgasm of the day hit him. His cock burst inside her, and spasm after spasm filled her with his cum until he collapsed, overcome, his cock sliding out of a pussy that dripped a mixture of his cum and her juices.

The women left him alone for a few minutes to catch his breath before a smiling and still naked Mrs. Phillips helped him to his feet.

“Well done, young man,” she said, “and very impressive! Not many men could have kept up with three horny cougars like us. But you managed to satisfy us all and came once for each of us. Well done!” She kissed him briefly, slipping him just a little tongue.

“But he’s a mess,” said Mrs. Lain, grinning as she ran her fingers through his hair which was sticky and wet with the juice from three separate pussies. “We should clean him up before we send him home.”

Mrs. Phillips led them all inside to the oversized shower in her basement sauna where the three women proceeded to soap him up and wash every inch of his body, paying special attention to his ass and cock. They cheered when his hardon returned and rewarded him with a soapy hand job. He came for the fourth time that afternoon, spraying his seed on the shower floor.

He dressed, and the three ladies, all still totally nude, saw him off at the front door, each kissing him in turn and allowing him one last feel of their sexy boobs and soft bushes before he left.

“My hedges need clipping,” said Mrs. Vega as she pushed her shapely tits into his chest. “Same time next week?”

It was going to be a glorious summer!