Without any attempt at redressing we all got out and went directly to the garage apartment, Arisol without the coverage of any pants or undergarments carrying what she had shed, Sally and I holding up the waistbands as best as possible, it was less visible than going to the front of the house. Once inside all of the remaining clothing was shed and the ones brought loosely in by hand, all ended up in a pile between the door and the same king size bed Arisol and I had made love on the first time a year earlier. Since I had avoided a second orgasm my cock still stood ready and willing to perform. The ladies sat on the bed at the foot and wanted to watch me stroke it, amazed at the shear size and girth of it. Arisol was still feeling the rumblings of her flood of glory; Sally had not yet tasted or felt the mass. Arisol prompted her “Go help him out Sal; I’m sure he’ll let you take over for him.” Sally slid off the bed and crawled to me, sat up on her knees and took the massive protrusion into both hands, jacking me off like the experienced slut she was, though I didn’t think of her as such, she really did know how to bring about good results. As my member began to dry out some, she opened her mouth wide and took the head and first three inches into her mouth, almost into her throat, but a better angle would be needed for that, if indeed she could at all. Her tongue did all the right circles around the crown of my bulbous wide head, her gurgling throat helped to amplify the sensations of pleasure on the shaft. She continued to stroke it with fervor with one hand and squeezed her other around my sack. My head hung back as I panted out sighs and moans of how glorious it felt being sucked so ferociously, I dared not put my hands on her head, she needed free reign to do with me as she wanted. She had not only managed to get me going well, but was literally dripping wet from the looks of the puddle under her fine groin. I pulled my dick out of her mouth and said “Your turn for a ride girl” as I lay down on the carpeting, my legs spread around hers. She got up to her feet and stepped to straddle my waist, looking up at her soaking wet pussy my cock twitched with the anticipation of the next few minutes of heaven. She lowered herself carefully to the head; with a bit of help managed to get everything lined up properly and began the decent onto the thick nasty pole. She didn’t pump it in and out, she merely slid her dripping cunt onto it slowly, both of us could feel every tenuous centimeter as our bodies came together…inch …by…inch. Her voice seemed somewhere between heaven and hell, pain and pleasure as she took me in. Finally she reached the goal, all 12 ½ inches nestled tightly in her wanton hole. She began to squeeze down on my shaft with all of the muscles she had that weren’t already overstretched past being usable, her body quaked as she felt the veins protrude from the sides of the shaft with the blood flow so fully restricted with her tightening grip on the base. After about two minutes of enjoying just being ‘full’, she began to lift and fall onto it, only raising three or four inches each time, not wanting to lose the fullness of my meat, her voice turned to yelps over the moans that had been, I could feel her legs giving out as she continuously gave forth gush after gush of her honey sweet nectar, she begged “Cum in me George, I want to feel it, I need to *shuddering more violently* take it *another strong spasm swept through her body* Give it to me!” She rose up with all the might she could muster and slammed down onto the entire length, burying it more deeply than she had ever been penetrated, her muscles constricted involuntarily and clamped down so drastically on the shaft that I was truly stuck, and a foot deep into her cunt. She passed out, falling face first onto my body unconscious from the strain.
I nudged at her, thinking she was teasing me somehow, but she really was gone from the world, her tight muscles still holding me in her fiery hole. I was getting kind of scared as it went on for seconds that seemed like hours, my panic wasn’t helping, it seemed as though my cock grew with the added constriction of the veins, locking me in even tighter to her grip.
