I had an ass cheek in each hand, and my arm pressed woman against me. Neither needed much encouragement, both kissed me... my lips, my face, my ear, my neck.
Taylor was soon whispering in my ear, telling me about Sailor's body, her needs, and what Taylor wanted to see me do with Sailor's body. "Her tits need squeezed", she might murmur and she moved my hands to Sailor's breasts. "Squeeze them, rub them, suck her tongue", she'd say.
I felt Sailor move more into my lap. She held my head as her kissing became more and more intense. Sailor's body pressed against me, she straddled me on her knees. My cock grew, and Taylor's hand hand now never left it, guiding it up between Sailor's legs, my cock head to press gently against Sailor's labia, splitting her. Taylor's hands reached up the dress, and using my cock, she massaged Sailor's clit, leaving the woman moaning.
Somehow, Taylor rolled a condom onto to me. Sailor now was so aroused she had to stop kissing me, she needed every breath. I was in the same shape, when I heard Taylor whipered, "fuck him now". Sailor dropped her pussy straight onto my cock. Sailor's dress was wearing her dress. I had no idea if she had been wearing anything under neath it. Taylor had demanded I keep
my hands full of breast.
"Yeah, that's it.", said Taylor, and I noticed Sailor had regained some of her breath. A smile filled her face, and I realized she must have orgasmed. I guess I was preoccupied. Sailor then reached up and began to squeeze Taylor's breasts through her satin dress. A tug on the knot behind her neck,
and the dress fell open.
"Now it's our turn on to suck your tits", Sailor squealed, pulling on Taylor's ass, so she was high enough for a nipple to slide into each of our mouths. Sailor met my eyes and smiling with her eyes, she proceeded to suck that nipple.
As I stared to suck Taylor's left nipple, Taylor moved my hand to her ass, where my fingers met Sailor's hands. Each time Sailor and I pulled Taylor up, Sailor pulled herself down, clenching my cock, which was still buried in her.
It didn't take very long at that point, both women were cheering me on. "Fuck her, suck me. Fuck her harder, suck me harder!" screamed Taylor. I could say nothing, I could barely breath... each breath I took caused my shirt to rub between me and Sailor's cashmere covered breasts, and she was merciless.
"aarrrrrrggggggghhhhhhh", was the best I could manage as I came. Taylor pushed me over sideways on the couch, kissing my neck, and breaking Sailor's hold on me.
I lay there, still buried in Sailor, with a completely naked Taylor on top of me. Sailor still straddled me, a look for pure delight on her face. "Got you", she smirked. She then stood, extracting herself from me. Taylor rolled off of me, a washcloth appeared and pulled the condom disappeared.
They helped me stand. My pants fell down, I stepped out of them. Four sets of hands lifted the mesh shirt over my head... only they stopped leaving my arms over my head.
A hand on each of my ass cheeks, I felt the two ladies kiss down my chest, and then a tongue... no two tongues on my cock.
Lick. Pause. Lick. Pause. Lick and gentle suck. Repeat.
Based upon the press of cashmere on my back, I could tell that Sailor was now pressing herself against my back, running her hands up and down my thighs, my buttocks, my chest, just enjoying my body.
"Nice", she'd purr. "It was so nice to have you fuck me." she'd add.
"But, I want to fuck her with your cock."
Sailor then removed the rest of my shirt, and using the sleaves, she fashioned a blindfold for me. Her hands left my body, and I felt Taylor's lips leave my cock. I felt lovely breasts wrap around my cock, and I knew that Sailor was holding them. Standing behind me, I felt my pelvis pushed forward, my cock sliding between the breasts.
"mmm", Sailor purred in my ear, "your cock is mine."
"I'm gonna use it anyway I want. And I want to fuck Taylor."
The breasts left my cock, slide up my body, and I felt Taylor's breath on me just before a tongue penetrated my lips. I could taste a saltiness which I realized was my own cum.
"Come", Taylor said, taking my cock and leading me away, probably into another room. I wasn't sure which one... Kitchen? Bathroom? Bedroom?
"Stand still", Taylor said.
Sailor pressed herself against my back. She had removed her dress. Breasts against my back, tummy against my ass, she wrapped her arms under mine, putting my into a gentle double nelson, pressing herself against me.
I wondered what she looked like.
I felt cloth pressed against my leg, it wrapped around my leg, and I realized around Sailor's leg. It was tight, but not too restrictive. Another tensor
bandage went around my other leg. A third bandage went around my chest.
Sailor experimented with thrusting my pelvis forward, then backwards.
"Good. Now I have two bodies under my control. You are my strap-on!"
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| Imagine the life of the strap-on? |
"Taylor, come here. It's time to get you ready for fucking." She told me to keep my hands on my head.
END OF PART 2.
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