Chapter 38

“It looks like we’ll just have to give him a tongue job, Cindy.

He isn’t responding to anything, is he?” Lisa said to her friend.

“Let’s get out of these outfits and work him over.”

The two girls stripped the black outfits quickly, and gathered at the couch, hovering over Ten’s prick. Cindy kneeling at the side of the couch, Lisa bending down to kiss Ten, a slow passionate tongue twirling lip nibbling kiss. Cindy tenderly took Ten’s cock in both her hands, feeling the hefty bulk. Her fingers sliding down the enormous root to cup his balls in her hand, rolling and moving the skin of his scrotum over the tennis ball sized, sperm filled eggs within the wrinkled covering.

Her fingers milked upwards, feeling the sturdy blue veined post, squeezing and pulling softly at the smooth skin covering his root. Her busy probing fingers tightened around the haft of his cock, unable to meet by a considerable margin. Cindy’s pulling milking fingers brought a groan from Ten’s lips as his purple headed cock was stretched, the skin pulling upward to form a ring of soft foreskin around the flanged mushroom. Her efforts started the juiced flowing from his prick, welling upwards, the greasy slippery honey oozed from his hole to pool at the slitted opening.

Lisa joined Cindy, paying homage to the lusty almost obscene club of his manhood. Their fingers intertwined, exploring and squeezing the maleness of his leaking prick. Their tongues bathing the long, long length. The two squirming wet pink tongues meeting at the crystal drops of honey, lapping at the silver liquid.

Two sucking on the same prick could be dangerous to your health. Lisa and Cindy bumped foreheads. Cindy giggled, “One in, and one out. Got to take it easy or we’ll have bruises on our foreheads. I’ll suck and you lick, then we trade places. That way we don’t bump heads.”

“Sounds as though you’ve been through this before, one hard cock and two mouth’s sucking!” Lisa giggled back at her red haired friend.

“More than once! There isn’t anything about sex that I don’t like. Anytime anyone offers a cock like this to lick, I’ll be the first one holding up a hand,” Cindy smiled seriously at Lisa.

Ten’s sticky juice covered his knob now, smeared over the velvet soft rubbery head by their tongues, and joined by their saliva, the two girls showered kisses and licks on the pounding, leaking organ, meeting to kiss each others tongue and lips.

Cindy, eager to please both of them, began to caress Lisa’s full breasts, bringing her nipples to quick hardness as her tongue laved both Ten’s prick and Lisa’s mouth. Then opening her lips, Cindy attempted to slide Ten’s lusty meat into her mouth, her lips stretched over the flare of his glans, then slid down his root until his mushroom shaped cock end was inside. Her tongue laving the bottom of the head of his cock, the juices wetting the cavern of her mouth.

Ten’s loins began a gentle pumping motion, driving the head of his cock into her full lips, then withdrawing slightly, only to repeat the cycle. Lisa, excited at the lusty view, began to slide her fingers into Cindy’s wet snatch, parting the moist slippery wetness of her cunt to explore the slick walls of Cindy’s pussy. Cindy squirmed down on the invading fingers, and sucked harder on Ten’s prick.

Her sucking lips pulling honey from Ten’s meaty hardness, her bottom moving in rhythm to Lisa’s finger fucking, Cindy’s coppery haired pussy began to spasm over Lisa’s busy fingers, the juices running down Lisa’s fingers. Lisa looked at Ten’s face, his eyes closed, and quickly stood, straddled his face with her warm thighs and pressed her cunt to his face.

Ten’s eyes opened to the close pink lipped cunt hovering over his lips, and raising his head, sunk his tongue to the hilt in Lisa’s moist cunt. Lisa had one hand on his cock, milking the root into Cindy’s sucking lips, while her other hand fingered her clitoris and felt Ten’s busy tongue exploring the depths of her pussy. Her orgasm began, shaking her body, her thighs clasping his face, her loins undulating against his face as she came in a long series of shuddering orgasms.

Her gripping fingers jacking his cock for the second time that day, felt his root tighten and swell. Cindy pulled her mouth from his knob, and opening her lips wide, centered her face over his cock, as Lisa jacked his meaty bone off. The juice cascaded from his balls, hot and pungent, the spurts of cum jetted into Cindy’s waiting wet lipped mouth. The ropy strings of his essence splashing into her lips, as she dived back to capture the swollen knob of the head of his cock, her lips sucking and drawing out the last strings of his cum. The creamy juice overflowed her lips, leaking down her chin to drip to her swaying breasts, clinging to the soft swelling tits.

Cindy tenderly milked the ten inch length of his cock, squeezing the hot sperm out on droplets so that she could lap her pink pointed tongue and suckle on his sperm. Ten’s hips moved sluggishly as Cindy continued to suck his softening prick.

Lisa dismounted his face, her cunt wet with the slickness of his saliva mixed with her secretions. They sprawled on the couch, resting after their exertions, until Cindy bounced to her feet and poured more champagne for the three of them.

“Let’s get this show back on the road, gang. Like the song says, we’ve only just begun,” Cindy giggled.

“Let’s bring the champagne and get us all into yonder sauna, where more delights await.”

Quickly the girls hauled their protesting male companion to the hot sauna, Ten complaining about being used, and needing time to recover his manly prowess again.

“Bitch, bitch, bitch,” Lisa laughed. “I’ll bet you could fuck again this minute if you had to.”

“Not true, not true!” Ten’s voice was plaintive, “I’ve just got to have a little rest while John Thomas here recovers his pride.” His hand gripped his still impressive soft cock, waving it around and flopping it against his belly.

“Oh poor baby,” Cindy crooned at him, “just you get up here on the bench and Jugs and I’ll leave you alone just long enough for you to recover. Then we’re going to find out just how many holes Mr. John Thomas can fill!”