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I should probably introduce the background for this
particular escapade so it makes a little more sense,
shouldn't I? There are three players (read whatever
meaning into that phrase that you like): myself (Mike),
my then girlfriend and now wife (Sara), and her sister
(Kim).
Sara and Kim have been involved with each other in a
sexual way since they were children, a relationship
that started off, as should be expected, because of
exploratory curiosity. Their mom had caught them once
not long after they'd started, oddly accepting of the
behavior, and this had made them morbidly fearful they
were going to be punished for it by their dad. It was
never mentioned, and so they started again after a few
months of nothing happening. Their sexual relationship
has never faltered since.
Sara and I met in high school, where we were both self-
exiled oddities, floating outside the ridiculously
idiotic and narrow-minded status quo that defines the
student body of every high school. I was a relatively
popular angsty artist and she was a wallflower
bookworm. Perfect match? It's certainly turned out that
way so far.
Sara and I started talking during our sophomore year
after I drew a picture of her for her, and we grew a
lot closer during the remainder of high school. Our
junior year is when things between us starting to
really develop a lot more depth at the same time she
told me she and Kim were lovers, information that
didn't quite affect me or our relationship in any way
we had been expecting it might.
After all, there aren't a lot of guys who would find
the thought of two women having sex a turn off, hmmm?
Especially when one of those women happens to be his
girlfriend. That my girlfriend's girlfriend happened to
also be her sister didn't phase me too terribly much,
mainly, I think, because I find both of them to be very
enjoyable people. That and I have a thing for my step-
sister, though any possibility of anything, even
friendship, happening with her is effectively nil, for
an assortment of different reasons.
Christmas break of my and Sara's senior year in high
school, Sara and Kim were invited to one of their
cousin's to spend the winter holidays there. Kim,
unfortunately, caught a nasty bout of the flu just
before they were to leave, so she had to stay behind.
She was better by the time Christmas came around, but
couldn't very well leave and join her sister because of
snow, so I invited her over to spend the holidays with
me. We had a good time, though we both agreed that Sara
needed to be there.
To celebrate New Year's, my parents had gotten a whole
slew of various drinks, mostly soft liquor, since they
knew me and Kim would likely also be drinking. Which we
did, quite happily. We were merrily drunk by the time
midnight came along, though I suspect Kim was much less
so than I was. That or she can handle alcohol really
well. We got to talking about sex (no surprise), then
somehow ended up in my bed and having sex. I vaguely
remember being curious what it would be like, knowing
Kim's a lesbian, but beyond that, everything's rather
blurred.
We went at each other again in the morning, much less
drunk and enjoying it a lot more for that. My main
surprise was how quiet Kim is compared to her sister,
considering how much she likes to talk. Sara, by
contrast, is quite vocal when having sex, but doesn't
talk much unless it's something she finds exciting or
she needs to express or explain something.
We had been worried how Sara would react about us
having sex, but needn't have, as it turned out. She
just laughed and kissed both of us, more annoyed that
she'd now have to share than anything else. Kim had
apparently raised the issue with her a time or two
before, out of curiosity.
After high school, Sara and I got a place together, me
starting college for art while also working in the same
field because of a chance contact I'd made in high
school. Sara got a job at the library and a part-time
job at a bookstore, which let her indulge her
omnivorous and never ending reading habit. Kim often
stayed weekends at our place, and this particular
episode is about one rather memorable Saturday that
managed to overload both of them; not an easy task,
given their hyper-active libidos.
I should note, before actually starting the telling of
this, that there's one odd thing about Kim that Sara
and I were already aware of: As long as she has
something in her pussy, even if it's not moving, she
has non-stop, multiple orgasms. If she's actually being
fucked, they hit so close together that she's
effectively subjected to a constant orgasm, one orgasm
starting while the one just before it is still fading.
I had decided to take advantage of this, thinking she
was enough like Sara that it wouldn't matter if there
were something in her or not.
"What say the two of you to a bit of pleasure torture
while we're out today?" I'd asked that morning, wearing
my evil innocent smile. Sara and I had several lengths
of rope sitting in our room, for which purpose I'm sure
you can guess, and I had an idea.
"What kind of torture, Mr. Man?" Kim had asked, perking
up at my question. She hadn't started calling me that
until she'd watched most of my Animaniacs collection.
Sara had simply grinned, which was answer enough. She
loved being tortured, especially when it meant great
orgasms could be had in large quantities.
"Oh, nothing elaborate." I grinned. "I'm just thinking
a bit of simple ropework and some constant stimulation
to your clits every time you move."
"Oooh! Ropes!" Sara enthused.
It would have been comical if she hadn't been so
excited about it. I'd had to grab her and toss her back
on the sofa and give her a good, long kiss to get her
to stay put and not get the ropes herself. I ran a hand
down her stomach and masturbated her while I kissed
her. She tried pulling out of it as she approached
orgasm, but I held her in the kiss, and she shuddered
and moaned as she came. I broke the kiss as she came
down from climax and then tweaked her now over-
sensitive clit, making her squirm.
Making her cum was the best way to momentarily curb her
enthusiasm, but it would be back pretty quickly, I
knew. One orgasm tended only to feed her hunger for
more.
"Ropes?" Kim asked after I'd gotten Sara off. "How's
that going to torture us?"
I just grinned and winked at her.
"You'll find out." I turned to Sara and shook a finger
at her. "Stay." And then I dashed off.
The two of them were sitting together on the couch when
I got back, thoroughly engaged in attacking the other's
tongue with her own. Both had their legs spread, giving
me a great view of their pussies as they masturbated
each other. It was a great picture moment, and I
grabbed the digital cam to do just that.
Sara plunged three fingers into Kim when she heard me
take the first picture, and her timing amazed me, as I
snapped another picture just at that moment. Our
computer's wallpaper is now Sara and Kim necking and
masturbating each other on the couch, with Kim's look
of surprise at the sudden penetration perfectly
captured.
It didn't take her long to recover and reciprocate, and
she upped the pressure on Sara to do more by putting
four fingers in her. Sara moaned and clawed at Kim's
back, pulling her closer and attacking her sister's
mouth even more ferociously, matching her finger for
finger and starting to work her whole hand in. Kim
broke the kiss and immediately moved to her sister's
shoulder, biting hard and almost screaming. I could see
the teeth marks even from across the room when she
pulled back.
"Bitch," she panted at Sara, and shoved her whole hand
into her in one sharp movement.
Sara cried out, her eyes going wide and mouth gaping
open, a moment I unfortunately missed with the camera.
It took her several seconds to get over her shock, at
which point she grabbed Kim and dragged her even
closer.
"Fucking horny slut," she hissed, catching Kim's mouth
with hers while she slowly shoved her fist into her,
keeping it out halfway, the widest point.
Kim tried pulling out of the kiss, but Sara held her,
twisting her hand a few times before driving it up as
far as she could. Kim's look was lost behind Sara's
head, but her screaming into the kiss was more than
enough to make up for it. She was trembling by this
point, but I'd say it was more passion than anything
else, since she managed to drive her own hand more into
her sister with great enthusiasm, eliciting much
moaning.
They continued to fist fuck each other for probably ten
minutes, me taking pictures and hurriedly switching a
new card into the camera when the first filled up. Sara
was the first to break, which surprised me, given she
had a good sized masochistic streak. She shoved Kim
away, gasping for breath from the prolonged kiss and
what apparently must have been a near constant string
of orgasms, and muttered a long stream of swearing as
she ripped Kim's hand out of her pussy. She collapsed
back onto the sofa and would have pulled her hand from
her sister if Kim hadn't stopped her.
Another surprise. Kim gripped her sister's arm and
followed suit, falling back against the other arm of
the sofa, where she lay, trembling. She gasped as Sara
twisted her hand and tightened her grip on Sara's arm
as she flexed and lifted her sister with her arm.
"Oh fuck!" Kim exclaimed, shuddering and going wide-
eyed. "That hurts that hurts that hurts." A long flow
of 'fuck's and 'oh god's followed while she was stuck
trying to figure out how to get her sister's hand out
of her and stop the pain.
I could see why she was complaining. I could see the
bulge Sara's hand was making in her belly as she lifted
her. I got a picture of that, too, as I'm sure they
would both love seeing it later, especially to get all
hot and bothered over.
"Uncle!" Kim screamed. "I give! I give! Fuuuuuuuuuck!"
Sara smirked and dropped her arm, letting Kim collapse
back to the sofa, and slowly withdrew her hand. She
fell back again and lazily licked Kim's juices from her
hand and fingers. Kim curled into a ball next to her,
slowly massaging her pussy and lower belly.
"That was a good show for the camera," I said, smiling
and waving it in the air beside me. "I don't suppose
you've done that before?"
"Fisting each other?" Sara asked. "Not very often. It
hurts like hell, and that subdues any pleasure after a
few minutes."
"But the orgasms are fucking great," Kim added, working
herself up into a half-sitting, half-lying position.
"But she hasn't ever done THAT before." She winced,
gingerly inserting a pair of fingers into herself.
"Because we need to save some energy for being
tortured. And you were starting to hurt my hand with
your orgasms. You fucking cum hard, bitch."
Kim laughed.
"And you weren't hurting my hand? You cum just as hard
as I do. I thought you'd be the last to stop, since
you're such a pain slut."
"Well, the slut part I know isn't true," I interjected,
"but masochist, yes." I winked at Sara. "As for how
hard the two of you cum..." I actually had to pause and
think about that, which almost made me laugh at the
absurdity of it. I knew full well how hard they both
came. "I have to agree on that. You both cum pretty
damn hard. I'm surprised the both of you haven't turned
my dick to jelly by now."
"Oh, we would never do that." Sara grinned. "We like it
way too much, especially when you're using it to fuck
us good and hard."
"I agree with sis, Mr. Man. You're the best guy I've
ever fucked."
"I'm the only man you've ever fucked, Kim," I laughed.
I knew her relationship with her sister had turned her
off on guys, which made me the single exception.
"True. But that's beside the point, Mr. Man. I still
love you, especially when you're getting me off when
you're slamming that hard cock of yours into me." She
grinned and winked at me. "Which I think it's about
time you used on us. We could use a couple more
orgasms." She looked over at Sara. "Don't you agree,
sis?"
"Definitely."
Sara sat up, keeping her legs spread and giving me a
good view of her soaked pussy. She started to stand,
but I motioned her back down. She pouted but did as
told, leaning back and resting her arms on the back of
the sofa so her breasts were thrust out. She scooted
her ass forward and spread her legs even more, licking
her lips as she looked at me. Kim had arced one leg
over the back of the sofa and was slowly masturbating,
one hand on her breasts and the other rubbing her clit.
"Mmm. That sounds like a good idea, and you're both
making it damn hard to say no, but if we start fucking
like bunnies now, we won't have time today to do
anything with my torture idea."
"With ropes?" Sara leaned forward eagerly.
"With ropes," I agreed, scooping up one coil.
"Yay!" She bounced on the edge of the cushion she was
on, clapping her hands.
I grinned at her.
"You get yourself back in your pose and I'll start."
She quickly did, scooting even further forward so her
ass wasn't even on the sofa anymore, allowing her to
spread her legs as far as she could get them. She
looked at me expectantly as I stood and dropped the
rope on the floor in front of her, then knelt.
"You need to be very turned on for this to be most
effective." That wasn't true, but it was a good excuse
to torture her a bit.
"More than I am now?" Sara giggled.
"Yep," I said, and then went at her pussy with my mouth
before she could say anything more.
She gasped and moaned, clutching my hair with her hands
and holding me where I was while I teased her with my
tongue. I knew she loved having my tongue inside her,
so I didn't do more than circle it around her entrance,
sometimes barely dipping in. It was easy to tell when
she was getting close to climax, since she started
shaking, and I stopped every time she did, eliciting
loud moans of protest.
I moved up to her clit after about ten minutes of
keeping her riding the edge of climax and teased here
there for just as long, still not letting her cum. I
nibbled her clit while I teased with my tongue, biting
hard and not letting up every time she started shaking,
which always kept her right on the edge.
She tightened her grip on my hair as I pulled back once
I had her clit nice and hard, trying to keep me in
place and bring her off. I pulled her hands away and
slowly licked from her asshole up to her clit, making
her shudder as it brought her right to the edge of no
return. She whimpered and rocked her hips, looking at
me and pleading with her eyes. I only smiled at her,
making her whimper even more as she tossed her head
back in frustration.
I let her cool down for a minute so she wouldn't cum
when I touched her, then took up the rope, doubled it
up, and wound it around her waist. She gasped when she
felt it and looked down at me to watch, rocking her
hips again. I tied a knot just above where her pubic
hair would have been if she didn't shave every day,
then had her stand up so I could finish. I pinched her
clit hard as I ran the doubled rope between her legs,
making her gasp and shiver, and set one strand on
either side of her clit.
"Don't cum," I told her, making her whimper even more.
I waited a few seconds, then increased my pressure on
her clit and pulled hard, making her cry out and clench
her fists as she trembled, riding the edge of climax. I
knew the pressure pain on her clit would keep her from
cumming while also keeping her right on the edge, but
with as sensitive as she always was anymore, I had
gotten in the habit of telling her not to anytime I did
anything to her clit unless I was wanting her to cum. I
pulled the rope tight, capturing her clit with it, and
then tied off the ends at the small of her back after
pulling it even tighter, making sure it dug into her
pussy a bit painfully.
"Can I cum yet?" she asked as I stood, her breath
ragged.
"Only if you can do so while walking," I said, smiling
at her and lightly running a finger on her clit.
She moaned and clung to me, shaking as she fought
against cumming from my teasing. She shoved my hand
away after only a few seconds more, gasping through
clenched teeth and digging her fingers into my arm.
"You're evil," she breathed, straightening and standing
shakily.
"But you love it," I said, grinning at her.
"Oh god yes." She pulled me into a hungry kiss, rubbing
her body against me. "What do I have to do, you
bastard?"
"Cum while you're walking." My grin broadened and I
winked at her. "Walk around the room. The rope'll do
the rest."
"Oh god..."
She looked around the room, the biggest in the house,
then back at me. I simply smiled my evil innocent smile
and gave her a kiss, nibbling her lip, then pulled away
and grabbed the camera again. I wanted to capture this,
and judging by Kim's, "Oooh, pictures..." she did too.
Sara looked around the room again and then started
walking. Her gasp was all the indication I needed to
know the rope was doing exactly what I had been
planning. I started taking pictures, making sure to
stay in front of her so I could capture her
expressions. I knew she was trying to avoid orgasm, but
it didn't take long for her to cum, and I grinned as
she did. She stumbled and grabbed at the wall, almost
falling. She didn't make it very far while her orgasm
was hitting her, but she did manage to stay on her
feet.
She swallowed hard and managed to make it back to the
sofa, trembling with each step as the rope matched her
every movement and rubbed on her clit. She collapsed
back into the spot she had been moments before and
spread her legs, her thighs trembling as she slowly
rocked her hips. She whimpered as she came again,
digging her fingers at the cushion beneath her.
"Holy fuck..." Kim muttered, giggling as she reached
over and ran her fingers over Sara's thighs, which were
covered in her juices from just the one orgasm. She
looked at me. "And you expect us to wear that all day?"
"Yep," I said, grinning.
Kim shivered and grinned, getting into the same
position Sara had been in, arms across the back of the
sofa, ass hanging off the edge, and legs spread wide.
Her pussy, thighs, and the crack of her ass glistened
with her juices.
"Do me! Do me! That looks like great torture!"
"You're going to kill us with orgasms, Mike," Sara
said, clearly fighting to keep her hips still and her
hands away from the rope to untie it. She was
succeeding with the second but failing with the first,
and she shook as she came again, which only made her
rock more.
"If I am, it'd be the best way to die of anything I
could do to you."
Sara moaned in agreement as I knelt in front of Kim,
leaning her head back and closing her eyes,
surrendering the fight against her body and letting her
hips keep rocking and making the rope continue
stimulating her clit, driving her to orgasm after
orgasm. She spread her legs even further, making the
rope dig into her pussy even more. She'd have marks
later, and probably even bruises if she kept doing
that, but I knew she would consider it a minor
inconvenience as long as the pain felt good and gave
her good orgasms.
I didn't need to spend as long getting Kim's clit as
hard as I wanted it, since she'd been masturbating the
whole time I had been working on Sara. Unlike Sara, I
made her cum a few times, working my fingers hard,
fast, and deep into her pussy, since I knew she didn't
take as well as her sister did to being denied orgasm.
She stopped me as I was laying the strands of rope
beside her clit, and I looked at her quizzically.
"I want something in me."
"No. Just the rope for the day. You'll have plenty of
being filled tonight."
She frowned.
"Please?"
"No."
"Let me cum a few more times right now, then."
She grabbed my slick hand and stuck my fingers back in
her. I moved the rope out of the way and sucked her
clit into my mouth, nibbling while I finger fucked her.
On a whim, I shoved a finger up her ass, making her
gasp and shudder. I knew having something up her ass
made her cum even harder and I had to stop sawing my
fingers into her, then pull them out after a few
minutes because they were going numb from lack of
circulation. She cried out as I did that and shoved a
pair of her own fingers into her pussy.
I went off to clean my hands, mainly because they were
now too slippery to be able to do anything with the
rope, then finished tying it around Kim's waist and
against her clit. With Kim, I tied a series of knots
that would rub the length of her slit as she moved,
since I didn't want either of them to experience quite
the same thing.
The ropes now done, I dragged them both into the shower
so we could clean up some before heading out for the
day. Kim had wanted to go without panties and bra for
the day, but I had her wear panties anyway, along with
Sara, and had them both wear a pad, which we kept
around only because they were more effective than
tampons if we were playing around with remote vibrators
or the like. I knew they were both going to be leaking
excessively and didn't feel like cleaning the car later
after everything had dried.
Needless to say, we found a lot of excuses to spend a
lot of time walking. Sara quickly learned to walk a bit
more slowly than usual so she could at least function
somewhat normally while being so aroused and cumming so
much.
This had the entertaining side effect of causing her
orgasms to build up even more before they hit, so even
though she wasn't cumming every ten minutes, she was
still entirely incapacitated at least two or three or
four times an hour as a much more powerful climax
gripped her. That she had to always catch herself from
making any noticeable sounds also drove her orgasms to
being more powerful than normal, since she had to keep
all that energy bottled up.
Kim, on the other hand, didn't seem to cum at all, as
far as I or Sara noticed. She merely became
increasingly grabby of my hands, trying to get me to
shove them in her, or clinging onto Sara and going down
on her. I just laughed as the lesbian antics got a lot
of strange looks, then pulled Kim off her sister and
led the two elsewhere.
By the time we got back to my and Sara's place at about
eight that evening, Sara was almost entirely wiped out
from so many intense orgasms over the course of the
day. I stopped her from trying to take the rope off
when we got home, and she whimpered as she leaned
against me to keep from falling over, but she complied
and kept her hands away from the rope.
Kim, on the other hand, attacked me with a passion,
deftly untying the rope and ripping it off as she
shoved me toward the bedroom, kissing me hungrily and
jerking me off in the process. Sara followed
unsteadily, walking slowly to avoid inducing another
orgasm too quickly. Kim threw me on the bed and landed
on top of me, still kissing as she tried to get
clothing off, both mine and hers.
"You are going to fuck me," she said between hard
kisses, "and you are going to fuck me now, and you are
going to make me cum until I pass out. Understood?"
I pulled her shirt up and off, since she was fumbling
too much to be able to do it, and then rolled her over,
straddling her and pulling my own shirt off. I captured
her hands and held them above her head to keep them
away from my crotch so she wouldn't do anything painful
in her enthusiasm.
That's one thing I've noticed women don't seem to
comprehend about guys, just how much it hurts us when
pain is inflicted in that particular location. I
usually describe it as a combination of a really bad
stomach flu, the sort of food poisoning that makes you
feel like throwing up and shitting at the same time,
diarrhea, constipation, and really bad cramps.
And then when that wears off, usually after an hour or
more, a sharp, shooting pain that feels like a fishhook
skewering your flesh every time pressure of any kind is
applied, but especially when trying to sit down. That
usually does the trick.
I leaned down and shoved my tongue into her mouth,
which she accepted greedily, rocking her hips up
against me. She broke the kiss pretty quickly, biting
at my lip and trying to free her hands from my grip so
she could roll back on top.
"Fuck me already, god damnit," she panted, spreading
her legs and arching her hips up. I could feel her
quivering beneath me.
"Haven't cum enough from the rope, I take it?" I smiled
down at her.
That only inflamed her even more. She surged and almost
managed to flip me over, but she didn't have quite the
strength to do it. She cried out in frustration,
squirming her legs and shaking in need even more.
"No, god damnit. I haven't fucking cum since you put
the damn thing on. All the fucking thing did was make
me horny as all hell, and - I - fucking - need - to -
cum - NOW!"
This time I let her flip me over, but then used the
momentum to continue the roll and land back on top
again.
"Fuuuuuck meeeeee," she cried, banging her head on the
bed.
"So you didn't cum at all from the rope, hm?" I mused,
getting an idea.
"No! I can't unless I have something in me - like you-"
she bucked her hips at me, "-or if Sara and I are
screwing. Now fuck me, already! Fuck, even just a god
damn finger would do at this point. Just let me CUM!"
"I don't know about you, Mike," Sara said, and Kim and
I looked over at her standing beside the bed, hands
behind her back, "but it's kind of fun seeing her
squirm and beg like this." She grinned. "And I didn't
know that about you, sis. I say we test it out, tie you
up and have Mike do everything he does so well to try
and get you off without actually fucking you or putting
anything in you."
"Oh god no..." Kim breathed. "You fucking devil woman.
You wouldn't."
Sara's grin widened as she brought her hands into view,
dangling handcuffs.
"Oh fuck! No!"
Kim started squirming so much I could barely hold her,
and I leaned down and bit hard on her shoulder. That
stopped her.
"OW! Fucking bastard! What the hell'd you do that for?"
"To get your attention," I answered, fixing my grip on
her arms again. "How about a deal?"
She narrowed her eyes at me, then looked over at Sara,
who had set the handcuffs on the bedside table and
stripped, though she'd kept the rope on. She flicked
her eyes back to me.
"Sara only suggested what I was already thinking. Tie
you down and try to make you cum without something in
you or by screwing her. If you don't cum, she and I
will fuck you senseless, and Sara will keep her rope on
while she does it."
I smiled as Sara drew in a sharp breath. Kim was still,
looking back and forth between her sister and me while
she considered.
"Do I have to keep the rope on?" Sara asked, plaintive.
"Yes."
She whimpered, and even out of the corner of my eye I
noticed her shiver. I smiled as her hands went to her
pussy and covered it.
"Half an hour," Kim said.
"Hour and a half," Sara countered, obviously not eager
to be overwhelmed with more orgasms so soon.
"Half an hour, devil woman."
"One hour," I said. I glanced at the clock and saw it
was exactly nine. "Starting now. Set the alarm for ten,
Sara." I turned back to Kim. "Keep your hands away from
your pussy once I get up to tie you down, or I'm going
to be evil and tape a vib to your clit for the whole
hour on top of everything else I'm going to do."
Kim shivered and squeezed her eyes shut, frowning. I
released her hands from mine and wrapped my arms around
her, giving her a deep, passionate kiss for a couple
minutes before getting up. She clutched at me as I did,
trying to pull me back, but I pulled her hands away. I
had to turn away to grab the cuffs and she had a hand
on her pussy when I turned back, rubbing her clit. I
let her continue while I shackled her other hand to the
bed frame, then took her other and did the same. I
pulled her skirt and panties off, then took her clit
between my fingers and squeezed and rolled it slowly
before I said anything.
"Guess you wanted that vib on your clit for the whole
hour, hm?"
She gasped and shook her head frantically as Sara
giggled. I tightened my pressure on her clit, making
her gasp even more, and her thighs shook as she arched
her hips.
"No, no, no, no, no, no! Please! I'm desperate enough
already, damnit! No vibs!"
"But I did tell you to keep your hands away from your
pussy when I got up, and you didn't do that."
She whimpered as I started pulling on her clit while I
looked over at Sara, who had anticipated my request and
handed me a spot vib, a roll of duct tape, and some
more rope to tie Kim's legs with. Kim spread her legs
even more and arched further, vainly trying to lessen
the tension and pain I was inflicting on her clit as I
pulled it increasingly harder while also squeezing even
more. She moaned and gasped as I stopped to uncoil the
ropes. I directed Sara to tease her sister's nipples,
but to not let her cum, while I tied her legs, which
wasn't an easy task with as much as she was squirming.
I paused for a moment and looked at a shaking Kim, the
first time she had agreed to being tied up. I teased a
finger up and down the length of her pussy, circling
her clit, to which she started to rock her hips. Or at
least as much as she was able without the leverage her
legs would normally have given her. She was completely
slicked with her juices, and I licked my fingers clean
after pulling them away again.
"Sara." She stopped and looked at me, which made Kim
swear at the sudden cessation of being touched. "Kiss
her. Long, deep, and hard, and keep her that way for a
bit. She needs a good gag that can respond to whatever
she might do when she gets loud and boisterous."
I winked at her as I picked up the vib and bounced it
back and forth between my fingers. She giggled and did
as told, and I pulled the vib's controller over, eyeing
Kim's pussy.
Duct tape certainly would not hold with as wet as she
was, so I decided to do a little cleaning and a bit
more teasing before putting the vib on. I switched the
vib to its lowest setting and grinned as Kim moaned
into Sara's mouth and started squirming even more. She
tried to close her legs, but the rope stopped her, and
I held the vib against her clit.
That made her cry out even louder, muffled by Sara's
mouth. I moved down the bed a bit more for a more
comfortable angle, then leaned down and started licking
Kim's juices from her thighs. She was getting very
vocal by now and would probably have annoyed the
neighbors if Sara wasn't such a good gag, but she was
at least not squirming as much, feeling my tongue. She
was shaking instead, which increased as I drew nearer
to her pussy. I shifted my arm and hand so I could run
my tongue up the crack of her ass, and she started
screaming as I rimmed her.
Smiling, I pulled back, keeping the vib in place, and
she tried extending her legs to pull me back, the rope
preventing her. She moaned loudly in frustration, and I
watched her pussy twitch, more of her sweetness flowing
out. I circled the vib a bit, then slid it slowly down
and nestled it right at her entrance, which made her go
completely still, her pussy spasming even more as she
teetered right on the edge of orgasm.
I dropped the vib down to her asshole as I started
cleaning her juices from the areas of her pussy I
hadn't been able to get to with the vib in the way. She
cried wantonly as I ran the vib back and forth between
her asshole and the flowing tunnel of her cunt while I
sucked on her clit, flicking my tongue over it as I
nibbled.
Sara was doing a superb job of keeping her sister
locked in a kiss, and I reached over, sticking a finger
into her and making her gasp and rock her hips, which
brought her to another orgasm. She sank slowly to the
bed, lying shakily on Kim but still managing to hold
the kiss, moaning while her orgasm trembled through
her. I hooked my fingers and worked hard on her g-spot,
prolonging her climax, then sat up, pulling my fingers
from her and holding the vib against Kim's vagina
again.
I dropped the vib, letting it rest against the base of
Kim's ass, and Kim moaned loudly into Sara's mouth. I
ripped a strip of duct tape from the roll, stuck it to
the vib, and then taped it against Kim's clit, making
her squirm and cry out even louder.
I stopped for a moment and looked at the clock. Nine
twenty-two. Plenty of time yet.
"Time for a different use for your mouth, love."
It took Sara a few seconds to pull away from her
sister, but she did, and Kim panted and tossed her head
from side to side, whimpering incoherently as the vib
tortured her clit. Sara looked at me as she kissed and
bit down Kim's throat to her shoulders, smiling
wickedly.
"Nipples?" she asked, moving down further and biting
one.
"Breasts. Do whatever you like, but do nothing directly
to her nipples, though you can get as close as you like
to them."
"Oh god..." Kim moaned and whimpered, trying
ineffectively to free her legs from their bindings so
she could have more movement to express her
frustration.
"And your hand-" I took one of Sara's hands and set it
on Kim's pussy, "-is to tease that. Circle your fingers
around her tunnel and her asshole, but DO NOT put them
in. Understood?"
"Fucking bastard..." Kim banged her head against the
bed, straining against the handcuffs, her breathing
getting even more ragged as Sara's fingers went to
work. "Fucking let me cum, god damnit."
I moved up and kissed her hungrily, and she returned it
even more aggressively. It felt like she was trying to
suck my tongue out of my head, and I bit her lip,
pulling back and grinning at her as she followed,
trying to catch me in a kiss again.
"Not yet."
She swore and fell back, shaking and moaning as Sara
teased her. I wandered over to the closet and pulled
out some more vibs to use toward the end of the hour,
then straddled Kim's head after propping her up with
some pillows. She eyed me, half-glazed, and eagerly
opened her mouth to suck my penis in as I pressed
forward. She sucked just as hard as she had with the
kiss, doing everything she could with her tongue, and I
had to keep feeding her my cock so it wouldn't hurt so
much. She stopped sucking so hard when I hit the back
of her throat and kept pressing, making her start to
gag, and I started fucking her mouth.
She closed her eyes, moaning around me and bobbing her
head with my strokes, and she started sucking harder
after only a few thrusts. Apparently she was using it
to distract herself from the steadily increasing orgasm
that never quite happened, and I picked up the pace,
pressing further down her throat with each thrust. I
knew she could deep throat, since she'd done it before
on occasion, and she figured out pretty fast that's
what I was aiming for. She relaxed her throat, but kept
working tricks with her tongue as I gradually fucked
myself deeper into her mouth until her nose pressed
against my stomach with each thrust.
Unlike Sara and Kim, I hadn't cum at all that day, so I
built up pretty quickly. Her moaning increased around
my cock as I quickened and shortened my thrusts, and
then pressed even deeper into her mouth as my orgasm
hit. I could feel her throat muscles working the length
of my cock as she swallowed, pulling me deeper and
keeping me hard in the process. I had to grab the
headboard to steady myself as I leaned forward, curling
my other hand in Kim's hair and keeping her from
pulling back until my orgasm had completely subsided.
She kept sucking as I pulled her away, moving back as I
did, and then gasped loudly and cried out when her
mouth wasn't filled anymore. She strained forward,
trying to get at my cock again, and I let her suck on
the head for a minute. I turned around, cock still in
Kim's mouth, to stop Sara's hand and move it to one of
Kim's nipples, and then directed Sara's mouth at the
other. Kim trembled and shook, moaning and sucking even
harder than she had when I'd first put my dick in her
mouth, and I had to pull back.
She cried out in frustration, trying to get at my cock
again, but I moved to kneel beside her head.
"God damnit," she gasped, panting. "That almost got me
off, bastard. When you came I was right - fucking -
there. Give me your fucking cock again and stop teasing
me! I need to fucking cum, damnit!"
She threw her head back and tried to dislodge Sara from
her nipples, unsuccessfully, and she whimpered and
moaned, swearing. I grinned and turned around, pulled
the pillows out from under Kim's head and straddled her
again, eliciting an "Ohgodthankyou." I dropped my cock
into her mouth again and she sucked it up greedily as I
glanced at the clock, thrusting into Kim's mouth as she
bobbed her head, sucking hard. A little under twenty
minutes left.
I leaned over Sara, holding myself up with one arm
while I spread her legs and shoved two fingers into
her. She moaned loudly against Kim's breast, shaking as
her hips started rocking. Kim cried out as Sara pinched
and sucked her nipples even harder as she came, and I
shoved my cock deeper into her mouth, muffling her even
more.
I pulled my fingers out of Sara before she'd finished
cumming, making her moan, and dropped onto my elbow. I
positioned my fingers at the entrance to Kim's pussy,
pressing her head down against the bed as I buried my
cock fully in her mouth, and then pistoned my fingers
into her, once, hard, deep, and very fast, and then
withdrew them just as quickly. Kim would have screamed
if she'd been able, and the sudden constricting of her
mouth and throat on me caught me off guard. I came
again, gasping and trembling as I hung my head,
watching her pussy clench and tremble in a not-quite
orgasm. Just like a few minutes earlier, her throat and
mouth muscles kept me hard, swallowing me and my seed
down.
Kim drew in a gasping breath as I tumbled to the side,
withdrawing from her mouth, then threw her head back
and screamed and shook in frustration. I looked at her
as she pounded her head against the bed, swearing and
cursing as she cried.
"God damnit, Mike," she sniffled, her whole body
twitching, but especially her thighs. "Let me fucking
cum, god damnit! Pleeeeeease! I'm fucking begging you!
Pleeeeeease!" She arched high, trying to bring her legs
together, and then fell back, sobbing in frustration.
"You have no fucking idea how god damn close you
fucking put me with what you just did, you god damn
bastard. I need to cum so fucking bad it fucking hurts!
Let me cuuuuuuuum! Pleeeeeease!"
Her pussy was still spasming, I saw, more than it had
been when I'd been watching it only a minute before. I
smiled as I glanced at the clock.
"Seven minutes," I proclaimed, making Kim swear even
more.
I grinned as I pulled Sara away from her sister's
breasts and spread the strands of rope on her pussy so
they lay to either side.
"One more treat, Kim: Sara."
Sara whimpered and covered her pussy with her hands,
looking at me and pleading with her eyes. I only smiled
and kissed her, shuffling her over to sit on Kim's
face. She shivered as Kim's tongue made contact with
her clit, struggling to keep from collapsing as she
approached the edge of overload. I let her lean on me
as I picked up the vibs I'd pulled out earlier, turned
them on, turned the vib on Kim's clit all the way up,
making her almost scream against her sister's pussy,
and then held the extra vibs against her asshole and
against her pussy entrance.
Both Sara and Kim were shaking uncontrollably now, Kim
more so, and Sara clung to me, digging her fingers into
my back as she fought to hold back yet another orgasm.
There was only one problem: Kim knew every little
secret to getting her sister to cum by using her mouth,
and Sara shuddered through another three orgasms before
the clock went off. She threw herself off Kim almost
the same instant the first hideous buzz of the alarm
sounded, placing her hands protectively over her pussy
again and curling up. Kim was a lot more vocal about
it.
"FUCK MEEEEEEEE!"
I shut off the alarm clock and lay on Kim, nestling my
cock in the slit of her pussy after ripping the vib off
her clit. She sighed and shuddered with relief,
desperately rocking her hips up against me.
"Fuck. Me. Now." she hissed, clenching her teeth and
staring at me, smoldering.
I had never seen her so completely possessed with lust,
and that, along with the almost feverish heat coming
off her, got me even harder, if that was even possible.
I held her gaze, but spoke to Sara.
"Sara, love. Untie your sister here so she can be
fucked properly. She deserves at least being able to
gouge holes in my back after being teased so much."
She did, undoing the ropes first, and Kim immediately
latched her legs around her, crushing me against her
pussy and shaking hard. She was breathing fast and
shallow, and I could feel her pussy trembling eagerly
against my dick. That in itself made me so hard it
hurt. She had at least enough restraint left to not try
shoving her hand down between us and attempting to
insert me.
She dug her fingers into the backs of my shoulders
instead, and I pulled back some to position myself, her
breathing getting even faster and more ragged in
anticipation. I pulled my hand back up, slowly, and
then shoved hard and fast into her, as deep as I could
go.
Her orgasm was instantaneous and all-consuming. She
gasped once, no more than a short lived squeak escaping
her lips, tightened her grip on me so much I felt like
she was trying to crush me to death, and went
absolutely rigid as her pussy clamped down so hard on
me I felt like she was dismembering me. She even
stopped breathing during that first, painful
contraction, which only half-registered with me at the
time because of the pain. I could feel her juices
squirt out around me, and then she started shaking.
"Oohfuck..." she breathed between one convulsion and
the next, and then squeaked again as the next hit.
And then she passed out. Which did absolutely nothing
to stop her orgasm or its intensity. But she was
breathing again, even if it was whimpering breaths
between ungodly strong convulsions of her cunt muscles.
There was no way I could have pulled out even had I
wanted to, so I simply held onto her, Kim's unconscious
shaking transferring to me as well as I shut my eyes
and clenched my jaw to tune out at least some of the
pain.
Normally I loved feeling a woman cum, but this was an
exception. The only reason the pain didn't cause me to
go soft was because being in a woman and feeling her
pussy squeeze only makes me even harder, which I'm sure
is the only reason I wasn't immediately expelled by
that first unbelievable contraction.
Slowly, the intensity of Kim's orgasm abated, though
she remained unconscious for some minutes longer, her
breathing leveling off again.
"How long have I been in her?" I asked Sara once Kim's
squeezing had fallen to a more pleasurable level of
pain.
"About three, four minutes," she answered from behind
me, lying on the bed.
"God..." It felt like it had been a lot longer than
that. "She's still cumming."
"I know. I can see her muscles contracting." She ran a
finger lightly over my skin where I was joined with
Kim, making me spasm and shiver. I could hear her smile
when she spoke again, still running her fingers over
me, arousing me even more. "It must be incredible,
feeling her cum so hard." She tried pushing a finger in
beside me, but couldn't manage it, so settled for
teasing me some more.
"It hurts like you wouldn't believe. I won't be
surprised if my dick's nothing but a giant bruise by
tomorrow. It felt like she was pulverizing me when her
orgasm first hit."
Sara mm'ed happily, scooping up Kim's juices and
coating my balls with them, then smearing them on my
asshole. She started circling a finger there, making me
shake. I turned and looked back at her, shifting my
position a bit to give her better access to Kim and me.
"If you're trying to make me cum, it isn't going to
work. She's squeezing too hard still. She'd just stop
it before it went very far."
She didn't stop, of course. Just gathered more of Kim's
fluids and slicked my asshole and balls even more
before slowly and gently starting to massage my balls.
I muttered and dug my arms under Kim, wrapping them
around her and holding onto her while Sara tortured me.
If there was anything sexual Sara could be considered
an expert with, it was handjobs, and she kept me close
to orgasm until Kim started to stir beneath me, which
I'd guess was probably another three or four minutes.
She was still cumming, although a lot less intensely
than she had been. She shook and moaned with each spasm
of her pussy and turned her head toward me, pulling her
fingers out of the gouges she had put in my back. I
hadn't even noticed she'd made them until then,
stinging pain flaring outward from each one as she
removed her fingers. Not that it distracted long from
Sara's ministrations, since the pain dulled pretty
fast, and then I was close to orgasm again. I was
vaguely aware of blood trickling down my sides.
"Mike..." Kim whispered.
She gasped and arched hard as Sara stuck a pair of
fingers up her ass as well as mine and started working
them in and out. Kim hadn't stopped cumming since I had
entered her, so her orgasm only ramped up again, while
mine started after only a few strokes of Sara's
fingers, both pairs. Kim whimpered beneath me and
started shaking even more while I held onto her even
more tightly, feeling Sara's fingers massaging me from
both sides and making me cum hard enough to counteract
the convulsions of Kim's pussy. I bit her shoulder
while I came, completely unable to even contemplate
losing my hardness under the double attack of Sara's
fingers and Kim's spasms.
Sara continued working her fingers in the two of us for
another minute before she stopped and slowly pulled
them out. Both Kim and I shuddered, Kim wrapping her
legs around me again and holding me in her. She was
panting and groggy, and I kept still, letting her catch
her breath while her orgasm subsided. I was starting to
think that wasn't entirely going to happen, since it
had been about fifteen minutes now and her pussy had
never entirely stopped convulsing on me. She was
shaking uncontrollably now and held onto me, a little
spasm running through her body with each contraction of
her cunt.
"Mike," she said softly, smoothing a hand down my back.
Her other pulled my face to where she could see it
without moving too much. "You will-" spasm "-never-"
spasm "-do that-" spasm "-to me again."
She dropped her hand on my head down to my back again,
and I sealed her mouth with mine, giving her a very
slow kiss. She returned it, her shaking and twitching
gradually subsiding, though she continued to cum,
albeit mildly.
As I mentioned, I knew Kim had multiple orgasms as long
as she had something in her pussy, but I hadn't been
expecting it to last for quite this long. Not moving in
her, and with the kiss relaxing her, her orgasms slowed
enough that one had mostly stopped before another, mild
one claimed her. Even so, she was still having at least
two orgasms every minute, even if they were fairly mild
and I couldn't feel much of them.
She pushed me away after a few minutes to break the
kiss, shaking ever so slightly and purring contentedly,
running her fingers lightly over my back. She made no
attempt to get me to leave her pussy, though.
"Never do that to me again, Mike." She pulled me down
and nibbled my lip, and then just looked at me, half
distracted by her constant orgasm. "That scared the
hell out of me. I mean, I've passed out from cumming
before, but nothing like that. It felt good, yeah, but
it hurt so much I thought it was going to kill me. You
have no idea how much it hurt."
I had to laugh at that, and I smiled, chagrined.
"I think I do. I've been stuck in you for about the
last..." I looked at the clock. "Twenty minutes. If my
dick's a giant bruise tomorrow, I'm going to blame you
for it."
Kim purred again and shivered, and I flexed inside her,
making her gasp and her pussy spasm harder.
"Almost the longest orgasm I've ever had. It's starting
to hurt now, though."
"Almost?"
"Yeah. I was-" she gasped and clutched at me as I
flexed in her again, "-masturbating one time and wanted
to see how long I could handle cumming, 'cause I can't-
" another gasp and twitch as I flexed again, "-stop
cumming if I have something in me."
I started moving in her, and she moaned as she started
rocking her hips to match, locking her legs around me
again. I kept the pace slow, making her shiver and lean
her head back as I pulled out almost all the way and
then buried myself in her again in a hard, fast stroke.
"How long did you manage to go?"
"God..." She gasped as I started moving faster. "Thirty
two... minutes. But... I had to stop... because... it
was... hurting too much."
"Let's double that."
I grinned as her eyes opened wide and she arched hard,
her orgasm suddenly intensifying. I had to stop moving,
but I flexed inside her every time her pussy spasmed,
making her moan and shake even more.
"Please no. It's going to hurt too much."
"That was part of the deal, though. If I couldn't make
you cum without me or Sara screwing you or putting
something inside you, me and Sara would fuck you
senseless." I looked over at Sara, who was now sitting
beside us. "Cuff her again, to the middle post this
time so we can turn her over later."
Kim whimpered and would have struggled a lot more if I
hadn't started moving hard and fast in her, causing her
orgasm to build up to match so it was too overwhelming
for her to fight being cuffed again. She shuddered as
her hips rocked up to meet mine as I thrust into her,
and then stopped and held deep once her hands were
bound again. She shivered under me, moaning with each
contraction of her pussy, and I extricated my arms from
under her.
I dragged Sara over as I straightened, Kim and me
parting noisily as our sweaty skin pulled apart. I
kissed her deeply as I rubbed her clit, and she came
after only a few seconds, shuddering and sagging.
Always a good indication of how over-sensitive she was,
how fast she came, and I continued working her clit
while her orgasm subsided, knowing it would quickly
bring her to climax again. I didn't want that just yet,
and stopped as she was getting close, then fixed her
rope so her clit was again captured between the two
strands.
"Go get your strap-on," I told her, pulling her close
and giving her a deep kiss, nibbling her lip. "But
don't cum until you're fucking Kim."
Kim drew in a sudden breath at that, her pussy
tightening around me, and Sara moaned. She got moving,
albeit elaborately slow so she could hold back the
orgasm I had put her right on the edge of, and I
watched her as I started to fuck Kim again. She stopped
a few times as she bent over to dig around in the toy
box in the closet, and stopped a few times as she
straightened, as well. She had to lean against the wall
to support herself while she pulled the strap-on over
her feet and up her legs, which were shaking. She had
tightened her stomach, too, I saw, to help her avoid
climax.
She eyed the distance between her and the bed, a mere
five feet, and then took two quick steps to stop beside
the bed. She trembled and clenched her fists,
tightening her stomach even more, as well as her
thighs, which quivered. I could see her clit poking
from between the ropes, a pink nub, and I reached over
after a few seconds, dragging her onto the bed as I
pulled out of a squirming Kim. They both gasped, Sara
because of the sudden movement inflicted on her clit
and pushing her toward orgasm, Kim because of the
sudden emptiness.
Sara crawled hurriedly over to Kim and shakily
positioned the strap-on, then shoved it violently in as
she collapsed onto her sister, shuddering as she came.
Kim cried out, wrapping her arms and legs around Sara
and clinging to her, shaking.
I let Sara's orgasm subside, then pulled Kim's arms off
her and straightened her. I knelt beside Kim, whose
stomach was fluttering now, and leaned Sara against me.
She draped her arms around my shoulders, sagging
against me as I dropped my hands down and started
pinching and tweaking Kim's nipples. That almost made
her scream, and she arched up into my fingers and
started writhing side to side, trying to get away. It
didn't work, only making me tighten my grip more, and
she subsided when she figured that out, moaning and
shaking even more.
"Fuck her," I whispered in Sara's ear. "Fuck her like
she needs to be, hard and fast."
Sara screwed up her face and started to fuck Kim,
though slowly, and then stopped. She whimpered and
shook her head.
"I can't," she said. "It hurts to cum anymore, and you
know how sensitive I am now and what that does to me."
I let go of Kim's nipples, which made her give out a
small cry, and wrapped my arms around Sara, giving her
more support as she leaned on me. I gave her a gentle
kiss, rubbing her back.
"You can do it. Don't you think, Kim?" I looked down at
her, but she had her eyes closed, so looked back at
Sara.
"Fuck me, Sara," Kim gasped, rocking her hips against
her sister and the strap-on that was buried in her.
"If... we're going... to be sore... then... it
should... at least... be... enjoyable." She tightened
her legs around Sara, pulling her closer and causing
the strap-on to sink completely into her, making her
moan.
Sara squeezed her eyes closed and bit down on my
shoulder, lightly, and shook as she started to fuck Kim
with the strap-on. She stopped after only a few
strokes, her fingers tightening against my back as Kim
moaned in frustration.
"Am I allowed to cum?"
I grinned and moved a hand to her breasts to pinch her
nipples, making her draw in a sharp breath. Kim gave a
breathless laugh.
"As long as you're fucking Kim, I want you to cum every
time you start feeling one building."
She whimpered and shivered, but nodded and started
fucking Kim again, shuddering and clutching at me as
she came. Only she was still doing it slowly, and I
made her go faster, eliciting more whimpering from her
and moans from Kim, who was shaking all over by that
point. I kept prompting her to go faster until she was
shuddering without stop, biting my shoulder and using
me to keep her upright, as she didn't have the strength
for it in such a condition.
I watched the clock, keeping Sara going for fifteen
minutes, tweaking her nipples the whole time, and then
let her stop. She cried with relief, sagging entirely
against me and shaking uncontrollably, twitching as her
latest orgasm subsided.
"Hurts..." she breathed, her fingers clawing lightly at
my back.
"Fuck me more," Kim said, pulling Sara closer and
grinding against her hips and the strap-on. Her stomach
muscles were fluttering from over exertion, as were
Sara's, and she sounded completely zoned, which made me
unsure she was entirely aware of what she was saying.
Sara only moaned in desperation, but did as told,
starting to fuck Kim again slowly but quickly building
the pace. I only held her that time, and she shuddered
against me, completely losing any coherency as she rode
through another dozen and a half or so orgasms.
I let her go for another ten minutes before stopping
her, Kim crying out when I did, and moved her back, Kim
crying out even more as the strap-on fell out of her. I
think she had lost any coherency, as well, with that
last fuck. I grabbed the vib I'd put on her clit
earlier, wiped her pussy clean with the edge of a spare
blanket, making her shiver as the roughness passed over
her clit, and then reattached the vib and turned it on
to its highest setting. She gasped as her eyes widened,
and she squirmed her legs, digging her feet against the
bed.
I lay down next to her and dragged her on top of me,
shifting her so I slipped into her. She shivered and
moaned as I did, going limp and nibbling at my
shoulder, the vib and me inside her intensifying her
orgasm. I started to slowly fuck her, looking up at
Sara, who was watching with glazed eyes.
"Fuck her ass, and do it hard and fast."
Kim cried out at hearing that, squirming on top of me
as Sara moved forward, almost falling over as another
orgasm hit her. Sara leaned over Kim and me, supporting
herself on one shaky arm while she positioned the
strap-on against her sister's ass, and then slowly
shoved her hips forward, driving it into Kim. Kim let
out a long moan as the strap-on sank completely into
her ass, and her orgasm became even stronger.
Sara and I started to fuck her in unison, driving her
orgasm even higher, and she started shaking even more
than she already had been. I paused for a half second
so Sara and I were pistoning into Kim with alternating
strokes, Sara pushing in as I was pulling back, Sara
pulling back as I was pushing in. Kim's orgasm
intensified even more doing that, and I was starting to
have troubles getting back in with as hard as she was
squeezing. I shortened my strokes, but sped them up,
which pushed Kim even higher.
I had to stop completely after another minute or two
because Kim was starting to cum so hard I couldn't move
at all, so I just buried myself as deep as I could into
her and let Sara fuck her. Which she was holding up to
surprisingly well, even though she was shaking so much
from near constant orgasms that I thought she would
collapse at any moment. I was getting close to one
myself, and feeling Sara's strap-on work in and out of
Kim was enough to put me over.
Kim's eyes widened as she felt me cum, and she moaned
as her eyes rolled back as orgasm grew even stronger
and she passed out. Sara followed suit soon after,
letting out a shaky sigh and collapsing on top of Kim.
She was asleep immediately, and I had to pull her to
the side and off of Kim in order to extricate myself.
I removed the strap-on and rope from Sara first,
cleaned her up, then unshackled Kim and did the same. I
got a new blanket from the closet after pulling off the
old one, which was soaked through with Kim's juices,
tossed the new blanket over the two of them, then
crawled under it myself and passed out alongside them.
Sara and Kim slept for a good eleven hours, and I slept
for almost the same. Nothing even remotely sexual
happened the next day after what we had done the day
before, both Sara and Kim being much too sore to find
even mild flirtation appealing.
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