by Amber Ward
"I don't see why not," I grinned.
Claire set down her glass and turned towards Sonya and I—
"I know it's getting late, and we should probably all turn in soon, but before we do..."
"Yes?" Sonya asked.
"Am I right in assuming that we're all up for one more round of fun? Now, amongst all those fantasies you two had about us, over all those weeks apart, was there anything in particular you've been dying to try?"
My pulse quickened. Sonya took my hand and said, "You go first, honey."
I stammered, "Well, Claire, you have been flashing those tits in my face every day for the past two months. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't dying for a taste."
"I think I can arrange that," Claire laughed. She stood and circled the coffee table, looking absolutely stunning in her little sundress. She straddled my lap, squeezing her arms together to accentuate her cleavage, and bit her lip.
Not needing a further invitation, I slipped my fingers beneath the straps holding up her dress and slid them off her shoulders, letting the neckline drop down to reveal a sexy strapless bra. I bathed the swelling tops of her breasts in gentle kisses as my hands reached around Claire's back to find the clasp—
Got it.
I groaned as her proud pink boobs popped into view.
"Careful, they're kind of sensitive," Claire whispered.
She placed a hand on the back of my head and tilted my face down—slowly—until my nose pressed into the top of her breast and my tongue found her nipple.
"Oh yes..." she moaned.
"I didn't even know you were interested in guys," Tami said.
"You never asked," Claire laughed.
I continued to suckle Claire's perfect breasts for a few minutes, but then a new urge overtook me and I suddenly kissed her on the lips. Claire pulled away, but only for a moment—just long enough for her to pull my shirt off over my head.
Beside us, I heard the sound of more kissing as Sonya climbed into Tami's lap and they began a steamy, sensual make-out session of their very own.
My hands hiked up Claire's dress and I dipped a few fingers inside her already soaking-wet underwear. She unzipped my jeans and reached inside—
"Back to the bedroom?" she pleaded.
"But all of us together this time," I answered.
Our clothes were gone before we even made it through the door. We fell onto Claire's queen-size bed as a group—kissing, licking, and fondling. Everywhere I looked—everywhere I touched—there was always another beautiful female body to enjoy.
"Okay, now it's my turn to call out a fantasy," Sonya exclaimed. "Three-girl blowjob!"
That's the girl I love, alright.
I leaned against the headboard and watched in amazement as all three ladies—Tami, Claire, and Sonya—crowded around and worshipped my cock. I thanked god I was big enough down there that they could all get a seat at the table.
It was sensory overload; too many tongues and too many beautiful faces. The girls made it even worse by constantly kissing one another with my shaft trapped between their lips.
Then, all of a sudden, Sonya went totally rigid. I looked down to see that Tami had discreetly snuck her fingers up my girlfriend's snatch. With my cock all but forgotten, Sonya grabbed Tami by the shoulders and pulled her aside, all to herself. She practically inhaled Tami's breasts.
Now alone with Claire, I pulled her mouth off my glistening cock and took her in my arms—sitting her back on my lap and again kissing her on the lips. Softly, she stroked my penis where it lay trapped against her bare-shaven pubic mound.
"Do you want me?" she whispered.
In response, I grabbed hold of Claire's perfect ass, lifted her up into the air, and then gently lowered her body onto my cock.
She shivered at the sensation, and her arms wrapped tightly around my back, holding on for dear life.
"I can feel your heart," she whimpered. "I can feel it beating though your chest."
"I can feel yours, too."
Then the moaning started. Sonya and Tami took turns licking at each other's breasts while their fingers feverishly went to work down below. Claire fought to keep breathing, her torso draped limply across mine as her ass clenched again and again with each thrust of my hips.
"Oh yeah..." she sighed, her teeth grazing my earlobe.
I ground my pelvis against her clit, rolling my hips—
Beside us, Tami screamed, "Oh!" and erupted into orgasm, shaking like a leaf. She fell onto her back, gasping for air.
Claire went crazy at the sight of her girlfriend coming like that. With renewed vigour, she planted her hands on my shoulders and took control, bouncing up and down. Once more unattended, Sonya snuck up behind poor Claire and reached around, pulling at her sensitive pink nipples with one hand and strumming the girl's clit with the other—
"YES!"
I almost lost it as Claire's hips shook and shuddered around my cock.
Still at maximum hardness, I withdrew from Claire's spent body and reached for Sonya, herself still in need of a good climax—
"Wait," Tami whimpered, "I want to do it like—like you talked about doing in the Waiting Game. How did it start? First Michael gets on top of me."
She rolled onto her back, squeezing her humongous, juicy tits together in invitation.
I straddled her chest, my rigid penis already slippery with Claire's arousal. Tami spread her boobs apart, letting me lower myself down into her pillowy cleavage.
She looked up at my face, beaming with pride at how impossibly turned-on I was. "I want you to enjoy yourself," she said. Then she mashed her boobs back together with me trapped between them. My hands fell onto her melons and held on for dear life as I pounded away, fucking the greatest pair of tits the world had ever seen. The head of my cock speared out the top of Tami's cleavage and she craned her neck so that with each thrust my tip bumped up against her tongue...
Wow. Now THERE was a mental image I'd never forget.
Claire seductively cuddled up to Sonya, and asked "What happens next? I forgot."
"I throw you down onto the bed beside them," Sonya answered huskily. She playfully threw Claire down onto the bed beside us.
"And then what?" Claire asked.
"Then I climb on top of your beautiful, gorgeous face—" Sonya continued, straddling one leg on either side of Claire's head. "And then I—I—"
Claire finished the story herself. She reached up both hands to grab Sonya by the hips, and pulled the girl's cunt down onto her talented tongue.
"Oh! Oh!" Sonya screamed. She and I looked at each other in disbelief. She was fucking Claire's face. I was fucking Tami's tits. Our wildest fantasies, playing out before our very eyes.
Sonya and I leaned towards each other, our lips colliding for a passionate kiss. Her arms folded behind my back and pulled me close, pressing her chest against mine.
The air was pungent with the smell of sex. The bed shook below us, and Sonya screamed in happiness. My cock became a blur on Tami's chest, thrusting back and forth through the smooth, slippery tunnel between her tits...
"I love you," Sonya panted.
"I love you, too."
We both came within seconds of one another. Sonya's hips writhed uncontrollably around Claire's mouth while I went off like a canon, coming again and again across Tami's cleavage.
Finally expended, the four of us collapsed onto the mattress in a heap, catching our collective breaths.
"So, this is the Waiting Game, huh?" Tami asked. "I kind of like it."
"I'm done waiting," I laughed. "From this day forward, I just want to PLAY."
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