Chapter 5

KRISTEN

"I can see you have been waiting," she said, lowering a bag hung around her shoulder. "Are you ready?"

"Hell, yeah. Room." 

Those were the three words I managed to say before grabbing her ass and smashing my lips to hers as I led her upstairs, to my room.

Since I had no shirt on, getting rid of my trouser before we got to the room was easy. My dick sprung to life immediately. Brenda stripped off until she was only in a bra and thong.

Her breasts were full just as I remembered them, and her hips and ass were soft like the last time. She stepped closer and slowly peeled off her bra, exposing her boobs for my pleasure. I sank my mouth on the left mound, went to the right, and returned to the left.

I had a vague idea of Alicia ruffling through the bag they brought, but I paid no attention until I glimpsed her arranging some objects on the bed.

I broke contact with Brenda.

"What's that?" I asked, noting that Alicia had taken off all her clothes. The gods bless those full boobs and smooth skin that led to a honeycomb in between her thighs. 

There was no need for an answer to my question. The latest object in her hand was an eight-inched dildo, peach-coloured and veiny. A vibrator and leather cuffs and other things I couldn't recognize decorated the middle of my bed.

"Do you still need explanations?" She smirked and pinched her nipples. They came prepared. I might make Brenda my regular whore after this. She knows how I like it.

"Come here," I beckoned to Alicia. She came to kneel beside me on the bed. Brenda started trailing her tongue down my chest in a straight line while Alicia kissed me. What a combo!

I grunted into the warm mouth over mine and growled when I felt Brenda's breath over my cock.

A palm pushed me back—I couldn't tell who it was—until my back was pressed flat against the sheets. With a pillow under my head, I laid back and enjoyed the view.

Brenda's boobs grazed my thighs as she leaned down and slowly engulfed the tip of my cock with her mouth.

"Fuckkk..." The groan was hardly out of me when I felt Alicia's mouth on my nipples. "Fuck..."

My body received responses from all angles. Hands moved over my body with a speed that gave me no chance to discern whose touch it was, and a warm mouth slurped on my cock while mischievous fingers massaged my balls. On my torso, Alicia's mouth was wandering dangerously low, her tongue stuck out, moving downward in a perfectly straight line. Brenda left my cock to take both of my balls into her mouth, while Alicia took over from where she stopped sucking on me. 

"Fucking suck my dick," I hissed through my teeth even though her head was bobbing on my groin. After grabbing a fistful of her hair, I tugged it down until she choked, and gave her some seconds to come up for air before pushing her down again, making sure my dick was completely buried in her throat. "Fuck!"

My thighs tingled; my fingers trembled on her head. A twitch rocked my muscles as I grabbed both sides of her head, propped myself on my elbow, and dived into Alicia's mouth. When I felt warmth leaving my balls, I peeped behind Alicia to see Brenda picking something from the bed and moving to the floor. I saw something poking her pussy before I realized what it was. 

The dildo plastered to the surface of the floor slowly slid into her pussy as she sat on it. 

"Ah, fuck me, Kristin," she moaned with her eyes closed as she fantasized about me, leaning back so I could see how her sphincter tightly wound around the toy. "Can I ride it?"

"Fuck yeah!" I growled. She pinched her nipples and started a fast ride, letting me see how her pussy slid on the smooth surface of the artificial dick, and how her juices slid down to the floor. 

I tugged on Alicia's head. "Ride me." She turned around with her back facing me and positioned my dick in between her thighs. My patience snapped. 

With a grunt, I grabbed her hips and plunged upward, breaching the gates, breaking into her like a monster. A scream tore out of her guts. She hissed through her teeth and made to get up, but my grip on her hips did not falter. Leaning to the front was her only option to escape me. 

I followed her, my dick still plunging into her, digging her out. With her body pressed against the bed, I laid on her back, hammering into her from behind amidst screams and pleas. 

As I pounded into her, my eyes went to Brenda who was still riding the dildo. She stuck out her tongue at me and grinned. 

"Please, Kristin!" Alicia begged, her voice coming out muffled as I pressed her face into the sheets. Our moist bodies clapped against each other; her thrashing only made my dick harder. I pulled out of her and beckoned Brenda closer. 

"Tie her up."

When Alicia was turned over, her face had tear stains and her thighs shook so much in an enticing throb that I was inside her even before Brenda was done binding her hands to the headboard and her foot to the bed frame below. 

Since she was laid on her back, I was gifted the opportunity of fondling her tits and leaving finger marks around her hips. The tears streaming down her face and her pleas to be fucked harder made me pound into her with so much ferocity that the bed squeaked with each movement. 

Brenda seemed very satisfied with just watching us fuck. She came to kneel beside me and pressed her lips to mine. As I kissed Brenda, I dived deep into Alicia's pussy. 

I had just begun, and from what Brenda knew about me from our first encounter, she and her accomplice would probably be with me till evening—no, afternoon, because June will be back by then. In fact, I had plans to release them before the clock struck 1 pm.

Throughout my kiss with Brenda, she kept caressing my back, a gesture she had told me the first time we met to show her obsession with the dragon tattoo on my back. 

Despite the heat and sweat, my brain reminded me that I had not penetrated Brenda, and I could not let her go free just like that. 

I pulled on her arm, pushing her to go on all fours over Alicia. The image I created from the position was like an artwork: their chests were pressed against each other with their holes positioned to my dick. I dived into Brenda, reliving in her sharp intake of air as her body adjusted to the weight I pushed into her pussy. 

After pounding into Brenda for some time, I pulled out and dived into Alicia then continued my thrusts. I continued switching holes and smacking the hell out of Brenda's arse cheeks until... well until a figure caught my attention. 

I stopped thrusting to look at the door. 

My heart plummeted into the pit of my stomach as I saw June at the door, her right hand inside her pants! She ran immediately after our eyes made contact. 

"Da fuck?!!!!!" With widened eyes, I pulled away from the two women and raced after her, forgetting to do something sensible as tie something around my waist. Realizing that she would run into her room and lock the door again, I ran like I had not done in a long time.

June crashed facedown before she managed to slip into her room. 

"Come here!" I said in anger, yanking her here up from the floor. We ended up inside her room. That was when I remembered my nakedness. Still fuming, I rushed to her closet and wrapped a purple towel around my waist. "June, what the hell?!" 

Trust me, it is and will never be in my nature to curse, but I feel like she is doing this intentionally.

What's worse, she didn't look scared or apologetic like I thought she should. Rather, she had a rather lackadaisical attitude to my outburst. With an exhale, she ran her fingers through her dark hair, rolling her brown eyes around the room. For a moment, she reminded me of a girl I dated in highschool. 

"You don't have to sound so cross." Even as she nonchalantly said the words, her eyes raked around my body, stopping just below my abdomen—or is it my eyes? 

I rushed forward and grabbed her arm. In fear, she gasped and stumbled back, plastering against a wall. 

"June, I want you to listen to me and listen carefully," I said through gritted teeth. "I don't know what you are doing but you have to stop this!"

My grip on her arm must have been too tight because she winced. As I tried to release my grip, her eyes went to my sweat-glistened chest and she whimpered. 

It sounded just like a moan! 

"June!" I released her arm and lightly smacked her shoulder.

"Please, uncle, smack me."

"June, stop!" I yelled in her face. Her brown eyes stared directly into mine. I realized that June grew fast. The baby I took into my care years ago had suddenly turned into a young woman. She was very full: lips, chest, and hips. 

Then... Then her eyes went lower. I followed her gaze to my crotch. At a certain point during my discipline—if I can call it that—my dick had suddenly sprung to life, tenting the towel around my waist. 

Wait... What?! What the hell?!! 

Did I just get hard from June's moans? And why the hell was I suddenly itching to smack her some more? 

When I looked up, June's eyes were so dark that I shivered... NO!