Chapter 02.2
She was on her phone's video. Her expression was serious, but hopeful. Her lovely blonde hair was somewhat askew and her shoulders... bare. She'd been busy again, both with the contents of her living room bar and with her pocket rocket.
To me she looked three sheets to the wind and I must say that despite my head fog, she was at what I'd call a conversational disadvantage. I'd like to thank all the good folks at Stolichnaya for making the rest of the conversation possible, (plus a hearty shout out to the lovely talented people at Duracell). You people do marvelous work!
"Well," I explained, "the girls were in no condition to drive and we all needed a shower and well, I'm still working material for..."
"YOU HAVEN'T TYPED ANYTHING YET?"
"CALLED IT!" the imaginary voice called out from beyond the ceiling while at the same time echoing through the air ducts, "SHE'S PISSED!"
"Look Maria, there's plenty of time and if I've got to be up all night I can get this to you while you're on your third breakfast vodka martini before noontime so don't worry boss, kay?"
"Don't 'KAY' me! and don't think that I'm..."
I was already turning the camera around. Maria got an eyeful of both Mags and Nicole going to town on my junk and stopped mid-sentence. There was a long pregnant pause then I heard Maria say all breathy,
"That's so HOT!"
"Yeah," I agreed, "and it's funny you're not the first to think so," at which point I could hear the imaginary voice chuckling far off in the ductwork at the irony of what I'd said.
"Wait," Maria directed.
Several seconds later and across the room my three wrap around screens lit up. I had an incoming call on... ZOOM? Wait, what the fuck? I told the girls I had to take whomever this was and scooped up a robe around myself to answer.
It was Maria. She'd moved to her own bed. For the first time that night my smug little mouth and my lexicon of crass words failed me. I was awestruck by a goddess.
Wagner couldn't have imagined a lovelier Valkyrie and Rubens couldn't have painted one more fetching. She was all fleshy, Teutonic, and desirable; and unabashedly bared there before us upon those screens. Her long naked form reclined legs akimbo and back against a wall of pillows propped behind her; a half-finished highball of vodka-something-something resting on the nightstand next to her. She'd not so much as a stitch on; wearing only a bold leer that emanated from blue eyes above high cheekbones and pretty mouth that was normally all business and no nonsense, but now smiled with mischief pursed behind those luscious full lips of hers.
She was a VISION! Lovely round breasts, somewhere in the 38 to 40 range ...breasts I'd fantasized about on so many lonely nights, now jutted before me like two rounded hilltops. Pink maraschino-cherry nipples topped them off; looking as though they'd simply BURST with bee-stung tension and agitation! Below them lay that flat little tummy and cuter than cute navel and below them her sex bared itself shamelessly for the camera; a naked Brazilian-wax masterpiece of pink-petaled perfection!
"I want a show for all my trouble," she seethed, reaching for her toy.
My robe hit the floor and I was back at the bed. I didn't need to be told twice. As if critiquing my decision to proceed without giving it any more thought, Maria's voice on the screen clearly rang-out,
"Bright boy!"
I'm not sure what was precisely the most exciting thing I experienced next, there were so many things going on at once and it's hard to choose, harder still to comprehend or understand as I write this. All at once I was with the two women and it was if we'd been transported into a fleshy three-person version of John Carpenter's "The Thing," (although substantially friendlier and randier). My balance was now all wonky and my vision tunneled, however, I can tell you my sense of touch was both enhanced and accentuated and my sense of smell almost wolfish, (you could have made me cum by stroking my left ear with a feather and I'd have been able to smell it when it spliffed and splatted crossed the room).
I'd almost liken it to tucking in to a drunken meal at Denny's following a rock concert at which you'd wished you were far more careful about what you puffed or swallowed as you washed it all down with whatever happened to be in that bag everyone passed around. Before me on the bed two women munched twat in a breathy heaving sixty-nine. With Maggie's haunches being closest, I steered cock to her cunt-hole and drove on in until my sack was banging either clit or Nicole's nose depending on our rhythm, take your pick.
There was nothing left to do but begin stroking. With the two ladies making rather meaty sounds at one another's clit and gash, the pressure was off me. I felt as though I didn't have to perform so much as enjoy, AND ENJOY I DID!
I craned my neck forward as I fucked and bucked Maggie from behind and my lips and snout found her back; biting and snuffling, enjoying that heady feminine scent that was all hers. Well it put goose flesh on her skin almost immediately; I could see it quite clearly despite my impaired state. Every little hair on her limbs began to stand up straight as my chomps and chews took effect and now she began moaning from someplace deep inside her core. I kept this up for several minutes until I decided I needed to give into my base cravings for her anus.
As both women dined away at one another (all smacking lips and cooing murmurs), I saw my moment and pulled cock from cunt. I re-stuck myself into the forbidden warmth of Maggie's naughty back-door. She let out something almost akin to a cow's moo but the noise was muffled by Nicole's pink muffin.
Oh, what a trooper the way she took it up the pooper! In any regard, neither lady skipped a beat. Instead, both continued to munch and buck with renewed vigor; Nicole most of all perhaps. Now having her bestie's bunghole being sodomized right before very nose, she reached up with one hand; squeezing and pumping my balls as I plowed away at Maggie's poor ravaged rectum.
We flipped on our side, the three of us. Not sure how we did it or if it was just a lack of balance brought on by the booze and the drugs but we were now on our side; two women fiendishly feeding on one another's twat, and me fucking Maggie's shame cave for all I was worth. We'd turned about as well; now lying across the bed in a way that inadvertently gave Maria the best view of cunnilinguial gobblings and anal shaftings, (thanks in part to both the angle of the camera at one end, and a full length wall mirror at the other end).
"OH SHIT THAT IS SO HOT!" Maria's voice rang out from the screen, just over the mad buzz of her vibrator.
Maria's sex was now lolling open as if it were trying to say "WOW," its slick moist pinkness on display for all to see with her clit now a poor pink pebble having to endure delicious torment from the humming touch of her toy. Her free hand twisted and tugged away at her nipples with selfish vigor as she bit her lip; seeming to make eye contact over Maggie's shoulder through the screen. Our energy was flowing into her, and she was bouncing it right back to us. It was all so fucked up and synched so nicely; pervy perfection of the vibe for all!
About this time those lips appeared again like a bad penny, this time at the back of Maggie's neck just as I'd pushed her lovely red mane out of the way to move in for another kiss. A lewd tongue ran itself across a bee-stung lower lip before assuming a wicked smile and blowing kisses at me. Just above them and below Mag's hairline, two lovely female eyes stared at me in between bold winks. About that time, I realized where I'd seen these eyes and those lips, they were Maria's!
"So FUCKING hot," Maria's voice gasped again over the Zoom chat. By now, her pocket rocket was up inside her asshole and she'd whipped out a blue-bunny dildo vibe with rabbit ears going to work on her clit and the latex dong humming up against her g-spot. Her twat was now open, and vulnerable, begging for anyone or anything to come along and fuck it raw, but that wasn't the most exciting thing I beheld.
Right there and then, I noticed something. As Maria had muttered 'So FUCKING hot,' the lips at the back of Mag's neck moved said the very same thing. As Maria bucked and humped her toys on the screen, her mouth began hissing and purring, (and right there before me in unison those hallucinogenic lips did the VERY SAME THING)! I saw the opportunity and took it.
I locked my kisser on those lips between Mag's shoulders and began bearing down in a hard passionate French soul kiss. It wasn't like I was exactly sure what was now real and what was not, (but then again I simply don't recall caring in the least)! One of the eyes even winked at me again, as if boldly telling me it was all right and not to be shy.
If all this wasn't insane enough, to my astonishment those lips kissed me right back. I suppose I should have been shocked but I wasn't. There'd always been a sexual undercurrent between me and Maria, a tension we couldn't see but could both clearly feel. It didn't matter though; I'd wanted to make it with Maria for some time now (several years in fact), and I'd just been given the go ahead from those luscious lips and sultry eyes.
It was then that I feel something warm and wet upon my balls. Nicole had opted to take my balls up into her mouth and was gently sucking them. Now with my cock up Maggie's anus, my balls in Nicole's cheeks like she was a squirrel hiding nuts for winter, with me kissing imaginary Maria full on the lips (plus the very real Maria on the screen shoving half the cast of Toy Story up her insides), well it was all I could take.
I moaned, blasting great sticky loads of penis pudding right up Mag's merry mudhole! A second or two later and Mag's and Nicole got one another off with fingers and tongues pitted against driving hips and mewling throats. Meanwhile back at the Zoom chat, Maria raised heels from her bed slightly; cumming in joyful sobs as she turned that pretty blonde head of hers from side to side with eyes screwed shut.
I half rolled and pulled a slack dong from Maggie's now wonderfully gaping anus and my spunk cascaded forth over the battered pink rim a second later. I saw Maria on the screen, smile at this little dribbly spectacle. Meanwhile, Nicole and repositioned herself with Mag's in a Sapphic embrace and the two kissed and murmured happily with hands passing over bellies, breasts, thighs and buttocks. I watched their little post munch cuddle puddle leaning on one of my elbows, absentmindedly pulling at my wilted wang while Maria, pocket rocket still up her poo-hole and vibe still at her clit, bothered her titty-nubs while staring intently at the show.
After a few minutes of watching the female flesh being kneaded and squeezed, I felt a pulse in my pecker. I began a steadier rhythmic stroke until it was definitely a rising throbber I was working on. I leaned over to Mag's ear and whispered,
"Pass me Nicole, I want that booty-hole of hers!"
To Nicole's surprise, Mag's was still made of both strength and speed; seizing up the pretty tattooed beauty and flipping her over onto me. As luck would have it, she landed atop my body, (and facing towards the ceiling as if she were reclining back against a very hairy and masculine couch). At this Maria craned her head and came up on one elbow, watching intently while adjusting the toy at her twat; her face just about saying, 'this is gonna be good!'
It was simply a matter of alignment and adjustment for me to notch my prickhead to the mouth of Nicole's pooper. A second later and I was spearing the filth-pucker between her buns from below. She hooked her arms under her knees to hold her calves and bare feet pointed up like rabbit ears. This of course allowed me to strum her twat and pinch her titty nubs while I commenced pounding away that lovely popo of hers.
Mags joined in, crouching low over Nicole to suck and bite whatever nipple happened to be free. She crammed her fingers in with mine as we finger-fucked and diddled Nicole's generously juicing blossom.
Nicole was now all head-tossing and breathy groans; taking cock up her ass while a pair of hands feverishly messed with her twat and clit. It was as though she were now a sexual Muppet, with two puppeteers frantically working her hole and bean. The result was she was reduced to something not unlike a wriggling hooked worm; swept up in the excruciating pleasure of it all.
Maria upon seeing this, bit her lip. She then wrinkled her pretty nose before muttering,
"Yeah. Oooh YEAH! That's it!"
Those two lips and those saucy eyes appeared at Nicole's shoulder. In a perfectly timed mimicry they lip-synched a 'YEAH! That's it!' Seeing my cue, I lip-locked that lovely mouth and began sucking and slobbering for all I was worth. I REALLY need to see Maggie about getting more of those gummies.
Now Mag's dropped her head down to Nicole's twat and pushed my hand out of the way. With greedy mouth and feverish fingers, she now went to work on Nicole's twat in earnest. Seeing Mag's hindquarters now out at ninety-degrees from us with her knees on the mattress holding her ass-high in the air, I reached under her belly and finger-blasted her with gusto, with first three then four of my digits finding their way inside her slippery snatch!
Now it was just a matter of enjoying myself immensely up inside that pink stinky garbage chute of Nicole's between the lovely plump hams of her ass. Ooh did I ever! It was the most pleasing grip upon my gronk; all warm and wonderfully nasty.
I lost myself in that moment and dragged it out for each and every hedonistic bowel stretching stroke. Soon the air was full of anal sex funk, moans and finger-blasted quim. Not sure how many minutes ticked off exactly, (didn't care for that matter). I was deep in the shit (quite literally), and couldn't have been happier. I just wanted to stay up in that lovely fleshy tunnel and rake its walls with my shaft.
By now Mag's had worked Nicole into an orgasmic seizure with her lips and I felt pussy broth running down my shaft and balls like a hot water bottle had broken. Up between Mag's thighs my hand felt a similar precipitation building and dribbling. It was now that Mag's did something a bit unexpected and wonderfully inspired.
In a flash she rose up and tossed a leg over Nicole, aligning her coochie with that of her bestie in a delightfully squishy scissor fuck. Nicole's lungs burst forth with a heavy cow-moo moan of unbridled joy and her nipples became fleshy pebbles. I was down below wrecking her rectum and Mag's was bearing down upon her in determined gash to gash strokes, mashing clits and twats so hard they needed to exchange insurance company information! All the while on the screen Maria huffed and seethed like some lusty tea kettle; her lovely tits rising and falling with each desperately horny breath as she worked her toys in and out of herself.
Mag's still doing a sex-split over her gal-pal now shifted to one side slightly. She now smooshed her twat across Nicole's upturned thigh while allowing Nicole similar pussy to thigh friction. The effect was nothing short of torrential. I now had two thoroughly juicing twats dribbling dew from above down upon me and the weather in the room would only get wetter. Over the next several minutes the women switched back and forth between grinding thighs and bumping cunts; their brine cascading down upon my cock and balls as I battered and buggered away at Nicole's bunghole.
When I finally felt rising gorge in my gonads I didn't hold back. I roared in joyful agony in Nicole's ear and she in turn responded with hysterical sputtering lips and unintelligible blubberings, (as she too was letting something loose from out of her core). Mags, not three strokes behind us "caught up" and with her eyes screwed shut, thrashed hips desperately against Nicole's naughty nookie. Quims banged and splashed, my cock spurted and spewed up Nicole's nether-regions, and a chorus of sobs filled the air. Shuddering violently Mags fell across myself and Nicole; her mouth finding first that of her girlfriend, then mine, then Nicole's, her kisses becoming smaller and quicker with each kiss, until they became happy little pecks of gratitude for a cum well done.
Up on the screen, Maria's toys slipped and fell from her holes as her legs then fell back to the mattress. For a moment, she let her arms fall to either side on the mattress and lay spread eagled and spent from what she'd just seen and what she'd just given herself; lovely boobs rising and falling and her head tossed to one side like she'd been struck by a bus at high speed. At last while we cooed and giggled back in our own room happily she seized up her remote and commented,
"Bill, I have to give credit where its due. When you do research, you REALLY go deep!"
The three of us snickered at the bad pun. Everything was still funny thanks to the gummi induced euphoria still fogging our heads. Maria then continued with,
"That still does not excuse you from your deadline, now CHOP! CHOP!"
With that she switched exited the Zoom chat and the call ended. Not two seconds after she was gone, Maggie and Nicole opted to make "gone" as the pair rolled off me and then lay to my side in a drowsy Sapphic spooning session. A minute later and I heard heavy rhythmic breaths from the lesbo cuddle puddle; the unmistakable signs of deep slumber, sleep so deep it was as if those two mermaids were now resting at the bottom of the sea.
No sleep for me however. I had a deadline to hit, and I intended to hit it. I seized up my laptop and began to start the beginning of this chapter, getting several paragraphs in despite the fact I was still high as a kite in a strong breeze. The annoying thing was, unlike other times where I'd enjoyed post blast clarity following a strong nut, this time I was unable to remember things just as they'd unfolded on this night that is now slowly becoming dawn.
I was set upon by fucking memory lapse, and at the worst fucking time! The stars outside and the night sky were becoming paler and fainter. The sun would be coming up and with it, my deadline wouldn't be far behind. I HAD to remember what had happened, but everything was just a mad whirl of boobs and ass and cocks and pussies and holes and spurts and dribbles and cars and HOLY SHIT I DROVE LIKE THIS? It was then my salvation came from a very unlikely source, the very drug now playing "parkour" with my neurons.
"HEY BILL!" a voice called out.
I looked about the room, there was nobody there but it was clearly Maria's voice. I looked back at the screen but there was no call. Nobody was here except the two naked slumbering women next to me and I didn't know ... HOLD ON! There on the left buttock of Maggie's lovely naked ass, the lips an eyes appeared. They were clearly Maria's.
"You forgot everything that happened, didn't you?" the voice chided and I nodded dumbly.
"Okay," it reassured me, "I'm not just an ungrateful guest hanging out inside that room inside your head. I've been holding your memory by its base and not letting it spurt forth. Since I've been running around in your head like a mutt with the zoomies, I've been turning on and turning off all kinds of things for poops and grins but I'll behave myself. Tell you what... you are still high as all fuck, but you can type, right?"
Again I nodded dumbly like I was some character in a Bugs Bunny cartoon.
"Good," Maria's mouth continued, "I'll tap into your memory of the evening, taking it up right where you set off to the strip club after dinner. All you have to do is type!"
And with that, Maria's voice coming from Maggie's left butt cheek commenced to recall all the events; dictating to me as my fingers tapped the keys like mad, Tap Tap TAPPITY TAP TAP TAP ...RETURN!
I have to admit we made a good team, my hallucination and me. We made good progress. Several pages in, I'd made it to the part where we'd left the strip club and I took a break. I looked over to the bed where Mags and Nicole were still spoon slumbering peacefully like two kittens in a basket. I remembered how Mags had confessed one late night in a Facebook chat how she absolutely CRAVED wakeup sex. As luck would have it, Nicole had revealed something similar to me on another occasion.
I couldn't pass up the opportunity. My writing always gets my cock nice and stiff and it was time to empty my balls again. I slid into bed behind Maggie and entered her pussy from behind, easing myself in, inch by inch.
When I was half my cock-length in Mags awoke with a start and a soft yelp. She had a look of fear and confusion for half a second's time but then upon realizing where she was, reached back with one hand. She found my hip and pulled me in closer as she shot me a wicked look over her shoulder.
We stroked like this for a few minutes until switching out, with me now atop her missionary position; her legs bent back and her heels over my shoulders. In this position, we kissed and cooed in each other's ears; all while I sawed away at that pussy with determination until I nutted a hearty load of penis pudding inside her. Not wishing to waste my erection, I rolled off and moved over to Nicole.
Snoozy Nicole's body made a sweet little jump as my "alarm cock" gained entry; working its way into her twathole from behind. Just like Mags now drifting off beside us, Nicole immediately saw where she was and that all was well. What's more she too picked up on the nasty wake-up sex vibe and pushed back into me. Several positions later; to include doggy, side-by side, and finally cowgirl, I felt my spunk bubbling forth from my balls and I flipped Nicole over on her back and stabbed downward into her twat as she held her legs up and wide. Our lips locked together as we moaned our way through a sweet little cum before we collapsed in a little pile of sweaty flesh next to an already snoring Maggie.
I climbed off of Nicole and noted with satisfaction how my ball batter ran from her twat-hole almost immediately upon pullout. She shot me a tired smile and then returned to her little spoon position next to Mags. In half a minute the two were both sawing wood in what I'd best describe as well-fucked slumber. There was nothing to do but return to the story on my laptop.
"Now where was I?" the lips said almost immediately, having appeared on Maggie's bare rump just as my hands touched the keyboard.
And away we flew through the pages. As time progressed and the hours of the early morning ticked away, and the mouth dictated to me, I realized I needed my "helper" less and less. I was beginning to remember. The events of the night were coming back as the drug was having less and less of a hold upon me. By now I was nearly up to the sex scene I've just described, and over the next several minutes the lips and the eyes would disappear only to reappear again when I was looking for the proper word to use or couldn't decide on punctuation or grammar.
To me she looked three sheets to the wind and I must say that despite my head fog, she was at what I'd call a conversational disadvantage. I'd like to thank all the good folks at Stolichnaya for making the rest of the conversation possible, (plus a hearty shout out to the lovely talented people at Duracell). You people do marvelous work!
"Well," I explained, "the girls were in no condition to drive and we all needed a shower and well, I'm still working material for..."
"YOU HAVEN'T TYPED ANYTHING YET?"
"CALLED IT!" the imaginary voice called out from beyond the ceiling while at the same time echoing through the air ducts, "SHE'S PISSED!"
"Look Maria, there's plenty of time and if I've got to be up all night I can get this to you while you're on your third breakfast vodka martini before noontime so don't worry boss, kay?"
"Don't 'KAY' me! and don't think that I'm..."
I was already turning the camera around. Maria got an eyeful of both Mags and Nicole going to town on my junk and stopped mid-sentence. There was a long pregnant pause then I heard Maria say all breathy,
"That's so HOT!"
"Yeah," I agreed, "and it's funny you're not the first to think so," at which point I could hear the imaginary voice chuckling far off in the ductwork at the irony of what I'd said.
"Wait," Maria directed.
Several seconds later and across the room my three wrap around screens lit up. I had an incoming call on... ZOOM? Wait, what the fuck? I told the girls I had to take whomever this was and scooped up a robe around myself to answer.
It was Maria. She'd moved to her own bed. For the first time that night my smug little mouth and my lexicon of crass words failed me. I was awestruck by a goddess.
Wagner couldn't have imagined a lovelier Valkyrie and Rubens couldn't have painted one more fetching. She was all fleshy, Teutonic, and desirable; and unabashedly bared there before us upon those screens. Her long naked form reclined legs akimbo and back against a wall of pillows propped behind her; a half-finished highball of vodka-something-something resting on the nightstand next to her. She'd not so much as a stitch on; wearing only a bold leer that emanated from blue eyes above high cheekbones and pretty mouth that was normally all business and no nonsense, but now smiled with mischief pursed behind those luscious full lips of hers.
She was a VISION! Lovely round breasts, somewhere in the 38 to 40 range ...breasts I'd fantasized about on so many lonely nights, now jutted before me like two rounded hilltops. Pink maraschino-cherry nipples topped them off; looking as though they'd simply BURST with bee-stung tension and agitation! Below them lay that flat little tummy and cuter than cute navel and below them her sex bared itself shamelessly for the camera; a naked Brazilian-wax masterpiece of pink-petaled perfection!
"I want a show for all my trouble," she seethed, reaching for her toy.
My robe hit the floor and I was back at the bed. I didn't need to be told twice. As if critiquing my decision to proceed without giving it any more thought, Maria's voice on the screen clearly rang-out,
"Bright boy!"
I'm not sure what was precisely the most exciting thing I experienced next, there were so many things going on at once and it's hard to choose, harder still to comprehend or understand as I write this. All at once I was with the two women and it was if we'd been transported into a fleshy three-person version of John Carpenter's "The Thing," (although substantially friendlier and randier). My balance was now all wonky and my vision tunneled, however, I can tell you my sense of touch was both enhanced and accentuated and my sense of smell almost wolfish, (you could have made me cum by stroking my left ear with a feather and I'd have been able to smell it when it spliffed and splatted crossed the room).
I'd almost liken it to tucking in to a drunken meal at Denny's following a rock concert at which you'd wished you were far more careful about what you puffed or swallowed as you washed it all down with whatever happened to be in that bag everyone passed around. Before me on the bed two women munched twat in a breathy heaving sixty-nine. With Maggie's haunches being closest, I steered cock to her cunt-hole and drove on in until my sack was banging either clit or Nicole's nose depending on our rhythm, take your pick.
There was nothing left to do but begin stroking. With the two ladies making rather meaty sounds at one another's clit and gash, the pressure was off me. I felt as though I didn't have to perform so much as enjoy, AND ENJOY I DID!
I craned my neck forward as I fucked and bucked Maggie from behind and my lips and snout found her back; biting and snuffling, enjoying that heady feminine scent that was all hers. Well it put goose flesh on her skin almost immediately; I could see it quite clearly despite my impaired state. Every little hair on her limbs began to stand up straight as my chomps and chews took effect and now she began moaning from someplace deep inside her core. I kept this up for several minutes until I decided I needed to give into my base cravings for her anus.
As both women dined away at one another (all smacking lips and cooing murmurs), I saw my moment and pulled cock from cunt. I re-stuck myself into the forbidden warmth of Maggie's naughty back-door. She let out something almost akin to a cow's moo but the noise was muffled by Nicole's pink muffin.
Oh, what a trooper the way she took it up the pooper! In any regard, neither lady skipped a beat. Instead, both continued to munch and buck with renewed vigor; Nicole most of all perhaps. Now having her bestie's bunghole being sodomized right before very nose, she reached up with one hand; squeezing and pumping my balls as I plowed away at Maggie's poor ravaged rectum.
We flipped on our side, the three of us. Not sure how we did it or if it was just a lack of balance brought on by the booze and the drugs but we were now on our side; two women fiendishly feeding on one another's twat, and me fucking Maggie's shame cave for all I was worth. We'd turned about as well; now lying across the bed in a way that inadvertently gave Maria the best view of cunnilinguial gobblings and anal shaftings, (thanks in part to both the angle of the camera at one end, and a full length wall mirror at the other end).
"OH SHIT THAT IS SO HOT!" Maria's voice rang out from the screen, just over the mad buzz of her vibrator.
Maria's sex was now lolling open as if it were trying to say "WOW," its slick moist pinkness on display for all to see with her clit now a poor pink pebble having to endure delicious torment from the humming touch of her toy. Her free hand twisted and tugged away at her nipples with selfish vigor as she bit her lip; seeming to make eye contact over Maggie's shoulder through the screen. Our energy was flowing into her, and she was bouncing it right back to us. It was all so fucked up and synched so nicely; pervy perfection of the vibe for all!
About this time those lips appeared again like a bad penny, this time at the back of Maggie's neck just as I'd pushed her lovely red mane out of the way to move in for another kiss. A lewd tongue ran itself across a bee-stung lower lip before assuming a wicked smile and blowing kisses at me. Just above them and below Mag's hairline, two lovely female eyes stared at me in between bold winks. About that time, I realized where I'd seen these eyes and those lips, they were Maria's!
"So FUCKING hot," Maria's voice gasped again over the Zoom chat. By now, her pocket rocket was up inside her asshole and she'd whipped out a blue-bunny dildo vibe with rabbit ears going to work on her clit and the latex dong humming up against her g-spot. Her twat was now open, and vulnerable, begging for anyone or anything to come along and fuck it raw, but that wasn't the most exciting thing I beheld.
Right there and then, I noticed something. As Maria had muttered 'So FUCKING hot,' the lips at the back of Mag's neck moved said the very same thing. As Maria bucked and humped her toys on the screen, her mouth began hissing and purring, (and right there before me in unison those hallucinogenic lips did the VERY SAME THING)! I saw the opportunity and took it.
I locked my kisser on those lips between Mag's shoulders and began bearing down in a hard passionate French soul kiss. It wasn't like I was exactly sure what was now real and what was not, (but then again I simply don't recall caring in the least)! One of the eyes even winked at me again, as if boldly telling me it was all right and not to be shy.
If all this wasn't insane enough, to my astonishment those lips kissed me right back. I suppose I should have been shocked but I wasn't. There'd always been a sexual undercurrent between me and Maria, a tension we couldn't see but could both clearly feel. It didn't matter though; I'd wanted to make it with Maria for some time now (several years in fact), and I'd just been given the go ahead from those luscious lips and sultry eyes.
It was then that I feel something warm and wet upon my balls. Nicole had opted to take my balls up into her mouth and was gently sucking them. Now with my cock up Maggie's anus, my balls in Nicole's cheeks like she was a squirrel hiding nuts for winter, with me kissing imaginary Maria full on the lips (plus the very real Maria on the screen shoving half the cast of Toy Story up her insides), well it was all I could take.
I moaned, blasting great sticky loads of penis pudding right up Mag's merry mudhole! A second or two later and Mag's and Nicole got one another off with fingers and tongues pitted against driving hips and mewling throats. Meanwhile back at the Zoom chat, Maria raised heels from her bed slightly; cumming in joyful sobs as she turned that pretty blonde head of hers from side to side with eyes screwed shut.
I half rolled and pulled a slack dong from Maggie's now wonderfully gaping anus and my spunk cascaded forth over the battered pink rim a second later. I saw Maria on the screen, smile at this little dribbly spectacle. Meanwhile, Nicole and repositioned herself with Mag's in a Sapphic embrace and the two kissed and murmured happily with hands passing over bellies, breasts, thighs and buttocks. I watched their little post munch cuddle puddle leaning on one of my elbows, absentmindedly pulling at my wilted wang while Maria, pocket rocket still up her poo-hole and vibe still at her clit, bothered her titty-nubs while staring intently at the show.
After a few minutes of watching the female flesh being kneaded and squeezed, I felt a pulse in my pecker. I began a steadier rhythmic stroke until it was definitely a rising throbber I was working on. I leaned over to Mag's ear and whispered,
"Pass me Nicole, I want that booty-hole of hers!"
To Nicole's surprise, Mag's was still made of both strength and speed; seizing up the pretty tattooed beauty and flipping her over onto me. As luck would have it, she landed atop my body, (and facing towards the ceiling as if she were reclining back against a very hairy and masculine couch). At this Maria craned her head and came up on one elbow, watching intently while adjusting the toy at her twat; her face just about saying, 'this is gonna be good!'
It was simply a matter of alignment and adjustment for me to notch my prickhead to the mouth of Nicole's pooper. A second later and I was spearing the filth-pucker between her buns from below. She hooked her arms under her knees to hold her calves and bare feet pointed up like rabbit ears. This of course allowed me to strum her twat and pinch her titty nubs while I commenced pounding away that lovely popo of hers.
Mags joined in, crouching low over Nicole to suck and bite whatever nipple happened to be free. She crammed her fingers in with mine as we finger-fucked and diddled Nicole's generously juicing blossom.
Nicole was now all head-tossing and breathy groans; taking cock up her ass while a pair of hands feverishly messed with her twat and clit. It was as though she were now a sexual Muppet, with two puppeteers frantically working her hole and bean. The result was she was reduced to something not unlike a wriggling hooked worm; swept up in the excruciating pleasure of it all.
Maria upon seeing this, bit her lip. She then wrinkled her pretty nose before muttering,
"Yeah. Oooh YEAH! That's it!"
Those two lips and those saucy eyes appeared at Nicole's shoulder. In a perfectly timed mimicry they lip-synched a 'YEAH! That's it!' Seeing my cue, I lip-locked that lovely mouth and began sucking and slobbering for all I was worth. I REALLY need to see Maggie about getting more of those gummies.
Now Mag's dropped her head down to Nicole's twat and pushed my hand out of the way. With greedy mouth and feverish fingers, she now went to work on Nicole's twat in earnest. Seeing Mag's hindquarters now out at ninety-degrees from us with her knees on the mattress holding her ass-high in the air, I reached under her belly and finger-blasted her with gusto, with first three then four of my digits finding their way inside her slippery snatch!
Now it was just a matter of enjoying myself immensely up inside that pink stinky garbage chute of Nicole's between the lovely plump hams of her ass. Ooh did I ever! It was the most pleasing grip upon my gronk; all warm and wonderfully nasty.
I lost myself in that moment and dragged it out for each and every hedonistic bowel stretching stroke. Soon the air was full of anal sex funk, moans and finger-blasted quim. Not sure how many minutes ticked off exactly, (didn't care for that matter). I was deep in the shit (quite literally), and couldn't have been happier. I just wanted to stay up in that lovely fleshy tunnel and rake its walls with my shaft.
By now Mag's had worked Nicole into an orgasmic seizure with her lips and I felt pussy broth running down my shaft and balls like a hot water bottle had broken. Up between Mag's thighs my hand felt a similar precipitation building and dribbling. It was now that Mag's did something a bit unexpected and wonderfully inspired.
In a flash she rose up and tossed a leg over Nicole, aligning her coochie with that of her bestie in a delightfully squishy scissor fuck. Nicole's lungs burst forth with a heavy cow-moo moan of unbridled joy and her nipples became fleshy pebbles. I was down below wrecking her rectum and Mag's was bearing down upon her in determined gash to gash strokes, mashing clits and twats so hard they needed to exchange insurance company information! All the while on the screen Maria huffed and seethed like some lusty tea kettle; her lovely tits rising and falling with each desperately horny breath as she worked her toys in and out of herself.
Mag's still doing a sex-split over her gal-pal now shifted to one side slightly. She now smooshed her twat across Nicole's upturned thigh while allowing Nicole similar pussy to thigh friction. The effect was nothing short of torrential. I now had two thoroughly juicing twats dribbling dew from above down upon me and the weather in the room would only get wetter. Over the next several minutes the women switched back and forth between grinding thighs and bumping cunts; their brine cascading down upon my cock and balls as I battered and buggered away at Nicole's bunghole.
When I finally felt rising gorge in my gonads I didn't hold back. I roared in joyful agony in Nicole's ear and she in turn responded with hysterical sputtering lips and unintelligible blubberings, (as she too was letting something loose from out of her core). Mags, not three strokes behind us "caught up" and with her eyes screwed shut, thrashed hips desperately against Nicole's naughty nookie. Quims banged and splashed, my cock spurted and spewed up Nicole's nether-regions, and a chorus of sobs filled the air. Shuddering violently Mags fell across myself and Nicole; her mouth finding first that of her girlfriend, then mine, then Nicole's, her kisses becoming smaller and quicker with each kiss, until they became happy little pecks of gratitude for a cum well done.
Up on the screen, Maria's toys slipped and fell from her holes as her legs then fell back to the mattress. For a moment, she let her arms fall to either side on the mattress and lay spread eagled and spent from what she'd just seen and what she'd just given herself; lovely boobs rising and falling and her head tossed to one side like she'd been struck by a bus at high speed. At last while we cooed and giggled back in our own room happily she seized up her remote and commented,
"Bill, I have to give credit where its due. When you do research, you REALLY go deep!"
The three of us snickered at the bad pun. Everything was still funny thanks to the gummi induced euphoria still fogging our heads. Maria then continued with,
"That still does not excuse you from your deadline, now CHOP! CHOP!"
With that she switched exited the Zoom chat and the call ended. Not two seconds after she was gone, Maggie and Nicole opted to make "gone" as the pair rolled off me and then lay to my side in a drowsy Sapphic spooning session. A minute later and I heard heavy rhythmic breaths from the lesbo cuddle puddle; the unmistakable signs of deep slumber, sleep so deep it was as if those two mermaids were now resting at the bottom of the sea.
No sleep for me however. I had a deadline to hit, and I intended to hit it. I seized up my laptop and began to start the beginning of this chapter, getting several paragraphs in despite the fact I was still high as a kite in a strong breeze. The annoying thing was, unlike other times where I'd enjoyed post blast clarity following a strong nut, this time I was unable to remember things just as they'd unfolded on this night that is now slowly becoming dawn.
I was set upon by fucking memory lapse, and at the worst fucking time! The stars outside and the night sky were becoming paler and fainter. The sun would be coming up and with it, my deadline wouldn't be far behind. I HAD to remember what had happened, but everything was just a mad whirl of boobs and ass and cocks and pussies and holes and spurts and dribbles and cars and HOLY SHIT I DROVE LIKE THIS? It was then my salvation came from a very unlikely source, the very drug now playing "parkour" with my neurons.
"HEY BILL!" a voice called out.
I looked about the room, there was nobody there but it was clearly Maria's voice. I looked back at the screen but there was no call. Nobody was here except the two naked slumbering women next to me and I didn't know ... HOLD ON! There on the left buttock of Maggie's lovely naked ass, the lips an eyes appeared. They were clearly Maria's.
"You forgot everything that happened, didn't you?" the voice chided and I nodded dumbly.
"Okay," it reassured me, "I'm not just an ungrateful guest hanging out inside that room inside your head. I've been holding your memory by its base and not letting it spurt forth. Since I've been running around in your head like a mutt with the zoomies, I've been turning on and turning off all kinds of things for poops and grins but I'll behave myself. Tell you what... you are still high as all fuck, but you can type, right?"
Again I nodded dumbly like I was some character in a Bugs Bunny cartoon.
"Good," Maria's mouth continued, "I'll tap into your memory of the evening, taking it up right where you set off to the strip club after dinner. All you have to do is type!"
And with that, Maria's voice coming from Maggie's left butt cheek commenced to recall all the events; dictating to me as my fingers tapped the keys like mad, Tap Tap TAPPITY TAP TAP TAP ...RETURN!
I have to admit we made a good team, my hallucination and me. We made good progress. Several pages in, I'd made it to the part where we'd left the strip club and I took a break. I looked over to the bed where Mags and Nicole were still spoon slumbering peacefully like two kittens in a basket. I remembered how Mags had confessed one late night in a Facebook chat how she absolutely CRAVED wakeup sex. As luck would have it, Nicole had revealed something similar to me on another occasion.
I couldn't pass up the opportunity. My writing always gets my cock nice and stiff and it was time to empty my balls again. I slid into bed behind Maggie and entered her pussy from behind, easing myself in, inch by inch.
When I was half my cock-length in Mags awoke with a start and a soft yelp. She had a look of fear and confusion for half a second's time but then upon realizing where she was, reached back with one hand. She found my hip and pulled me in closer as she shot me a wicked look over her shoulder.
We stroked like this for a few minutes until switching out, with me now atop her missionary position; her legs bent back and her heels over my shoulders. In this position, we kissed and cooed in each other's ears; all while I sawed away at that pussy with determination until I nutted a hearty load of penis pudding inside her. Not wishing to waste my erection, I rolled off and moved over to Nicole.
Snoozy Nicole's body made a sweet little jump as my "alarm cock" gained entry; working its way into her twathole from behind. Just like Mags now drifting off beside us, Nicole immediately saw where she was and that all was well. What's more she too picked up on the nasty wake-up sex vibe and pushed back into me. Several positions later; to include doggy, side-by side, and finally cowgirl, I felt my spunk bubbling forth from my balls and I flipped Nicole over on her back and stabbed downward into her twat as she held her legs up and wide. Our lips locked together as we moaned our way through a sweet little cum before we collapsed in a little pile of sweaty flesh next to an already snoring Maggie.
I climbed off of Nicole and noted with satisfaction how my ball batter ran from her twat-hole almost immediately upon pullout. She shot me a tired smile and then returned to her little spoon position next to Mags. In half a minute the two were both sawing wood in what I'd best describe as well-fucked slumber. There was nothing to do but return to the story on my laptop.
"Now where was I?" the lips said almost immediately, having appeared on Maggie's bare rump just as my hands touched the keyboard.
And away we flew through the pages. As time progressed and the hours of the early morning ticked away, and the mouth dictated to me, I realized I needed my "helper" less and less. I was beginning to remember. The events of the night were coming back as the drug was having less and less of a hold upon me. By now I was nearly up to the sex scene I've just described, and over the next several minutes the lips and the eyes would disappear only to reappear again when I was looking for the proper word to use or couldn't decide on punctuation or grammar.
***
I'm going to make my deadline, Maria. Here's your last chapter in the book. I'm about to hit send on it so that your editing hacks can execute their usual savagery upon my prose, but I want you to know, I enjoyed the Odyssey supremely. What's more, I enjoyed seeing my publisher naked. All my suspicions of how lovely you looked were spot on. One of these days, I may darken your door, (and not with another book but with my ardent boner).
I'm sitting here now going TAP TAP TAPPITY TAP! Mags and Nicole are still fast asleep on the bed. I haven't seen those lips or eyes in about forty-minutes but I keep looking around the room to see if they'll reappear - so far NOTHING. I'm out of the fog.
In a little while I'll wake those two ladies and we'll go try to find Maggie's car. Hopefully we'll set dates for our next get together. Maggie and Nicole I want to thank you for making my last chapter a success. Also, I'd like to thank you for curing me of my writer's block and for these empty balls of mine by letting me accompany you on your BAD GIRL'S NIGHT OUT!
TAP TAP TAPPITY TAP TAP TAP TAP! RETURN ...SAVE ... SEND.
THE END
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