“Come on guys. I’m fucked out,” I said.
Sam said, “Give us a chance. If we can get you up again. Great. If we can’t, we’ll go back to Ashley’s. What do you say?” She was grinning at me as she fondled her big tits that she had used earlier to tit-fuck me. Mandy was in the middle and she reached for my flaccid cock. I covered it with my hands and Mandy changed course and fondled my balls. I pushed her hand off my balls and she grabbed my cock and gripped it firmly as she started jerking me off.
I had no doubt that they could get me back up so I let her go. I was torn between wanting her to be successful and not. I was tired but how many times in a man’s life did he have a chance to fuck two gorgeous women who had snuck into his bed. While Mandy jerked me off, Sam got out of bed and came around to my side and pushed me to the middle. She laid her big tits on my thigh and pushed her lips over my glans and lashed my velvety crown with her tongue. She pulled her lips off and then pushed back on again. She did this several times and if I had bet that they couldn’t get me up again, I would have lost that bet. I was as hard as a steel pipe before Sam pulled her head back, kissed my glans and Mandy released my cock from her hand and maneuvered herself to her hands and knees facing the headboard.
I came up on my knees and maneuvered around behind Mandy and she reached between her thighs and pulled my cock to her sex. I pushed in and Mandy groaned hard, “Fuck yeah. They were right. It does feel great.” I slowed at what I guessed was her depth and she pushed back until she felt my cock press against her cervix. She groaned again and pulled away. I was amused by how often women, who hadn’t been fucked by a big dick, wanted to test the depth of their vaginas against my cock; just to see how it felt.
Sam came up behind me and put her arms around my waist and whispered, “Don’t move. Let Mandy do the fucking.” They must have choreographed this because Mandy started rocking her ass toward me and then pulled away. Sam reached between my legs and ran her hands along my balls and then laid her fingers along my slippery shaft as Mandy pulled forward and then Sam’s fingers moved along Mandy’s pussy when she pushed back. Sam bent down behind me and rolled on to her back as she pushed her face under me and sucked my balls into her mouth as her fingers continued to slide along my cock and Mandy’s pussy. I groaned hard from Sam’s attack on my balls. Mandy groaned hard too as Sam’s tongue flicked on her clitoris each time it came in range.
I was nowhere near an orgasm. I was wondering if they would be able to get me off. I was glad I didn’t bet on that either. Mandy rocked herself on and off my cock as I knelt behind her holding on to her hips. She was pushing the limits of her depth and flinched every so often and then she changed her pace as her body started to seize as she muttered, “OH.. OH.. OH,” in synch with my penetrations. Then she went down to her elbows and mumbled, “Sweet Jesus, I’m cumming. I’m really cumming. Oh my God.” Her hips pulsed hard and she stopped to savor the sensation. Her head dropped to the bed as her vagina clenched on my cock in rapid succession. Sam pulled off my balls and giggled at what Mandy had said. Mandy later explained that sex had become so routine as part of her job that she didn’t have real orgasms anymore. She’d faked them for so long. Sam nodded that it was the same for her.