“Oh, you want some more do you?” I ask, taunting Paul just a bit.
He nods his head.
“Fine,” I say. “But only if you get a little creative. I want to taste Ginger’s pussy as well as her ass.”
“My pleasure,” Paul says as I take his cock into my mouth.
He pumps my face a couple of times, then pulls it out of my mouth and slips it into Ginger’s pussy.
Paul gives Ginger his cock balls-deep in her pussy one single time then pulls it out and sticks it back into my mouth. He then pumps my mouth a single time, giving it to me balls deep also before pulling it back out and returning it to Ginger’s asshole.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” I say, getting excited now. “Get nasty with us. Treat us like your little fucksluts.”
One pump in Ginger’s ass, and Paul’s cock is back to my mouth. Then her pussy again. Then my mouth, giving each a single thrust only before returning to the other.
After a full minute of this, I get the sense that Paul is enjoying himself a bit too much. His face is screwed up in a mask of concentration and he’s holding his breath.
“Do you need a little break?” I ask him.
He nods.
“Then relax for a bit,” I say. “The last thing we want is you cumming too soon.”
Paul takes a deep breath, then steps back, turns around, and drops himself down on the couch.
Ginger and I climb to our feet and take seats on the couch next to him, me on one side of Paul and Ginger on the other.
While Paul recovers, Ginger and I make out, leaning over him to do it, our lips touching a foot or two above his still rock-hard cock.
This goes on for a minute or two before Paul looks like he’s ready to go again.
“What do you think?” I ask Ginger, breaking off our make-out session for a moment. “Do you think he’s ready to get involved again?”
Ginger looks at Paul, smiles, then looks back at me and nods. “He looks ready to me.”
“Yeah, me too,” I say. “Do you want to go first, or should I?”
“Why don’t you,” Ginger says.
“If you insist,” I say. And with that, I take Paul’s cock in my mouth and start sucking on the head of it while jerking off his shaft with my hand. After sucking on just the tip for a bit, I suddenly go all the way down on Paul’s cock, taking the entire thing in my mouth and holding it there for a couple of seconds before coming up for air.
While I take a moment to catch my breath, Ginger drops her head down and takes Paul’s cock in her mouth.
She too takes him all the way down, deepthroating him for a few seconds before coming up for air herself. While she gasps for breath, I take over, wrapping my lips around Paul’s cock and going down on it.
This goes on for a few minutes, Ginger and I alternating between each other, one deepthroating Paul while the other one recovers, taking turns like good little sluts until Paul is ready to fuck again.
Once, after holding Paul’s cock deep in my throat until the count of ten, he smacks my ass then puts his hands under my legs and lifts me up off the couch.
“What’s the matter?” I ask, flashing him a dirty smile, messing with him just a bit. “You don’t like us deepthroating your cock?”
“I fucking love it,” Paul says, returning my smile. “A little too much, I think.”
“Ahh, I see. So you want to fuck again, is that it?”
Paul’s smile widens and he nods.
“Fine,” I say with mock annoyance. “But this time it’s my turn to feel that huge cock of yours inside me.”
“By all means,” he says. “Be my guest.”
“I most certainly will,” I say as I throw one leg onto the other side of him, straddling him. “But this time I’m going to ride you instead of the other way around.”
“Fine by me,” he says.
I climb up a bit, putting my feet on the couch and lifting up my knees so I’m squatting over his groin, my soaking wet pussy poised directly above his cock.
Facing Paul, our eyes locked together, I grab ahold of his cock and slide it into my pussy. Then I begin to bounce up and down on his cock, moving slowly and deliberately, taking him balls deep with every thrust and holding him there, deep inside me for a couple of seconds before lifting myself back up to do it all over again.
As I fuck Paul, Ginger climbs off couch and makes her way down to the floor. Crawling on her hands and knees, she slides in between Paul’s legs and starts licking his balls.
As I continue riding Paul’s cock, I use the mirror to my right to watch Ginger as she grabs ahold of his sack and pinches it up at the top, right at the base of his shaft, creating a tight little pocket around his balls. Then she takes both of his balls in her mouth and sucks on them.
“Holy fucking shit,” Paul groans, his tone a mixture of pleasure and pain.
“You like that, do you?” I ask him.
He nods emphatically.
Laughing softly, enjoying Paul’s discomfort immensely, I start pounding him harder, impaling myself on his cock, my body slamming down onto to his.
I return my eyes to the mirror to see Ginger release Paul’s balls from her mouth with a pop. Then she grabs ahold of his cock, slips it out of my pussy and slides it into her mouth.
“That’s right,” I say, looking back at Ginger. “That’s a good girl. Suck that fucking cock. Clean my juices off of it.
After Ginger sucks my pussy juices off of Paul’s cock, she spits on my asshole and rubs it in with her fingers.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” I say. “Get my asshole nice and lubed up and then stick that hard cock inside it.”
Paul holds on to my knees, helping me balance as I reach back and grab ahold of my ass cheeks and spread my asshole wide.
With her hand still gripping Paul’s cock, Ginger sticks her tongue into my exposed asshole, getting it wet and loosened up. Once it’s ready to go, Ginger yanks her tongue out of my asshole and replaces it with Paul’s cock.
“Goddammit that feels so fucking good,” I say as his cock fills up my asshole, pressing against the walls of my anus as I sit down on his cock, forcing it deeper inside me.
I move slowly but surely up and down on Paul’s cock, feeling every centimeter of it with every thrust. Barely making a sound except for my labored breathing, I stare directly at him.
“Do you like fucking my asshole?” I say, our faces just inches apart.
“I love it,” he says.
“Do you want me to bounce harder on your cock?”
“Yes please,” he says.
“How hard do you want it?” I ask, still moving slowly against him for now.
“As hard as you can give it to me,” he says.
“Do you think you can take it?” I ask. “I don’t want you cumming too soon. Not before I have a chance to cum.”
“I can take it,” he says.
“We’ll see about that,” I say, grinning evilly. “We’ll just see.”
And with that, I put my hands on his chest for balance and start bouncing a little more quickly, still under complete control but hammering down on him with more force than earlier.
“How’s that?” I ask softly. It’s harder to talk now that I’m breathing so hard. His cock in my ass feels incredible, but I’m not trying to let him know that. I’m trying to maintain as much control as possible for now. But it’s difficult.
“That’s great,” he groans, just as breathless as I am.
“Can you take more?” I ask.
Paul nods.
“Are you sure?” I say.
“Positive,” he breathes.
I don’t believe him, but I’m so close to cumming now that it doesn’t really matter. As long as he can hold out for a few more seconds, I’ll get there.
As Ginger continues working Paul’s balls, I shift my legs so my shins are on the couch, my body straddling his, and lean forward, putting my tits in his face and allowing myself to grip the back of
the couch for more leverage. Paul latches onto one of my nipples with his mouth just as I start to pound away at him with everything I have, letting gravity do the work as I try to pummel him deep into the couch.
His cock feels wonderful as I hammer away at him, taking him all the way inside me with every thrust. I’m getting closer and closer to orgasm with every second, and then when his teeth bite down on my nipple, it takes me over the edge.
“Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck!” I scream before tensing up for a moment and then releasing in a flurry of movement as an orgasm racks my body. One of my hands flies down to my clit and rubs away while I cum, sending me into a prolonged tizzy, lasting a good ten seconds before I finally come down.
“Goddammit that felt fucking good,” I say as I lift myself off of Paul’s cock. With my feet still on the couch, I turn around so my ass is facing him. “Now it’s time for Ginger to have another turn.”
While I’m changing positions, Ginger sucks Paul’s cock, taking it all the way down her throat and holding it for a couple seconds before releasing it.
“Are you ready to take his nice fat cock in your asshole again?” I say to Ginger once she’s got her breath back.
“Hell yeah,” she says, smiling.
“Then come on up here,” I say. “And fuck him while he eats my asshole out.”
“My pleasure,” Ginger says, her smile still wide and excited.
As Ginger climbs up onto the couch to straddle Paul cowgirl style, I back my ass up until it’s right in his face.
“Now eat my fucking asshole while Ginger rides your cock with hers,” I say.
Paul does as he’s told, going after my asshole with incredible energy as Ginger slips his cock into her asshole and starts riding him like an insane cowgirl.
I’m not sure how he’s been able to last this long, but I’m not too concerned. At this rate, it seems like he could go all night, and even if he can’t, he’s already given us more than we could have hoped for coming in. Anything beyond now is simply a bonus.
But I’m not thinking too much about that now as I ride Paul’s face, moving my ass up and down on it so his tongue alternates between my pussy and asshole while Ginger bounces up and down on his cock.
“That’s right,” I say. “Get that tongue in there. Don’t be afraid. I taste good, I promise.”
Ginger is smiling widely, obviously enjoying herself. She’s just so damn cute that I can’t keep my hands off her, so I lean forward, grinding my ass further back into Paul’s face, forcing his tongue deeper inside my asshole and allowing me to make out with Ginger over Paul’s chest.
After trading spit for a bit, I drop my head down and go to work on Ginger’s glorious tits, licking and sucking at her nipples. Wanting to make sure she’s enjoying herself as much as possible, I also drop my hand down and start rubbing her clit while keeping my lips attached to her nipple.
Sensing that Ginger is close to cumming and wanting to make sure she gets there before Paul does, I climb down off couch and come around so I’m between Paul’s legs. I pull Paul’s cock out of Ginger’s asshole and suck on it. Ginger leans forward and starts making out with Paul, her hands moving over his chest, playing with his nipples.
I let Paul’s cock slide out of my mouth and slip it back into Ginger, this time putting it in her pussy instead of her ass. She lets out a little moan and then starts bouncing up and down on it.
After just a couple pumps, I pull Paul’s cock out of Ginger’s pussy and lick her juices from it, then slide it back into her ass. A couple more pumps, and I again pull his cock out of her ass. I deepthroat Paul, then spit the excess saliva onto his cock and jerk him off before slipping his cock back into Ginger’s pussy.
Ginger’s breath is rapid and labored but she’s screaming louder and more consistently than ever. And she reaches a whole different level after I stick two fingers into my mouth to get them wet, then slide them into her ass.
I finger-bang Ginger’s ass while Paul hammers away at her pussy, each of us rising in intensity together, instinctively working as a team to get Ginger over the top.
“That’s right,” I say, yelling to be heard over Ginger’s screams and Paul’s labored grunts. “Fuck that cock with your pussy while I finger your ass. Fuck it like you mean it. Like you’re trying to destroy it.”
I can tell Ginger is close to cumming, but so is Paul, so I decide I need to get her over the edge, and quickly. So I slip a third finger into her ass and jam all of them as far as they will go, filling up her asshole.
I can feel Paul’s cock rubbing up against my fingers as he fucks her pussy and I know Ginger can too, as her screams reach a fevered pitch and a series of low curses escape from her throat and she shakes her head back and forth, her blonde hair flying everywhere.
And then she’s there.
Ginger sits on Paul’s cock and holds her body in place, his cock deep in her pussy and my fingers planted deep in her asshole. Then she lets out a final shriek which tapers off into an avalanche of moans and groans and gasping breaths as the orgasm washes over her.
Once Ginger’s orgasm has passed, she climbs off of Paul’s cock and joins me between his legs.
Smiling up at Paul, I say, “You’ve done an incredible job, Paul. Now it’s time for your reward. Are you ready for it?”
Grinning back at us, Paul nods emphatically.
“Then sit back and relax,” I say, “And let us do our thing until you’re ready to pop.”
“Sounds good to me,” Paul says, his smile growing wider.
And with that, Ginger and I go to work on his cock, taking turns sucking on it and occasionally swapping spit with each other, both maintaining eye contact with Paul whenever we can.
A short time later, Ginger turns over so her back is to the floor and slides her head underneath Paul’s ass. Straddling Ginger’s waist so our pussies are rubbing together, I wrap my lips around Paul’s cock as Ginger takes his balls in her mouth.
After taking his cock halfway down a couple times, I deepthroat him while Ginger works on his balls. Saliva is dripping out of my mouth and traveling down and around Paul’s sack and into Ginger’s mouth.
A full ten seconds later, I pull my head up, gagging and gasping for breath. The tip of Paul’s cock is white from the lack of blood flow and his face is screwed up in a mask of concentration. It’s amazing how long he’s been able to hold out, but it’s time to finish him off once and for all.
With this in mind, I grab ahold of his legs and pull his body forward so his ass is hanging off couch.
“All right, Ginger,” I say, looking down at her. “It’s time to get real freaky. Time to break out some pornstar shit.”
“Sounds good to me,” she says, giving me a smile that says she knows exactly what I’m talking about.
As I drop my head back down onto Paul’s cock, Ginger slides further beneath him, getting herself in position. She spreads Paul’s ass cheeks with both hands and goes to work on his asshole, licking it with no shame whatsoever, her tongue working the outside of his anus.
Paul lets out a moan and shakes his head from side to side. Mewling little sounds are coming from his mouth but somehow he’s still holding on.
I pull Paul’s cock from my mouth and slap it against my face a couple of times, still staring directly at him. “Are you ready to cum?” I ask him.
He nods emphatically.
“Yeah? Are you ready to spray your load all over our pretty little faces?”
Paul nods again, just as emphatically as before.
“Then I’m going to bring you down the final stretch,” I say as I tap Ginger on the leg. She climbs up from underneath Paul until we’re once again side-by-side, our faces mere inches from his rock-hard, swollen cock.
We make out for a moment, then Ginger leans over and takes Paul’s cock in her mouth and starts sucking on it. Meanwhile, I puts my hands underneath Paul’s thighs and push on them, lifting his hips up and making his asshole more accessible.
While Ginger goes to town on Paul’s cock, sucking it and working the shaft with her hand while gagging sounds escape from her throat and her head bounces around everywhere, I stick my rigid tongue in his asshole, pushing it as far as it will go. And once it won’t go any farther, I grab ahold of his asscheeks and spread them, opening him up even more and allowing me even deeper access to his insides.
Ginger’s sloppy, energetic blowjob combined with my tongue planted firmly in Paul’s ass finally puts him over the edge for good. He’s ready to explode.
Ginger pulls her mouth off Paul’s cock but continues jerking him off as I slip my tongue out of his asshole and rise up so my face is next to Ginger’s while Paul climbs to his feet.
As his body tenses up in that final moment before cumming, I grab ahold of his cock and stroke it, not too hard but not gently either, helping him achieve maximum pleasure from his orgasm.
“Cum on baby,” I say. “Paint our faces with your cum. Give us all you got. We want it.”
Paul moans and curses beneath his breath and allows his body to release.
“There you go,” I say right before I take the first blast from his cock.
The thick, white sperm splashes against my cheek. In between spurts, I turn Paul’s cock towards Ginger, spraying her face with his second stream.
Most of the third spurt ends up on my forehead, and the fourth on Ginger’s chin. The fifth and sixth ones are shared between us, some of it getting in our mouths, some of it on our chins.
Laughing, his body quivering, Paul stares down at our cum-covered faces as I take his cock in my mouth for a couple of final sucks before handing it off to Ginger to give it the same treatment.
“Well,” I ask him. “What do you think?”
“I think I’m love with both of you,” Paul says, falling onto the couch.
“Yeah, we get that a lot,” I say, smiling as I drop onto the couch next to him.
“We make a pretty good team,” Ginger adds, sitting down on the other side of him.
“More than pretty good,” Paul says. “You two are incredible.”
“Ahh, you’re too sweet,” I reply.
“You weren’t too bad yourself,” Ginger says.
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