First Date - Ch. 21 - Vegas 2

"So what exactly did you and Ashley talk about?" I asked as I followed Olivia into her room.

"Enough. She told me what she gave you for your birthday," she said with a knowing smile. "So I know she's at least comfortable with sharing you in a controlled environment. I told her I have no interest in a romantic relationship with you; we'd never work out. But she's thinking about the 'what if?' Look, she can't just come out and ask me to seduce you; it ruins the game, the fantasy. That's what this is about, right?"

"Fuck," was all I could say for a moment.

"What did you two talk about, so we're all clear and on the same page?" Olivia asked me.

I took a deep breath and thought about another drink, but I'd had several and wanted to keep the clearest head I could. I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge before responding.

"You're the one person she thinks I might leave her for. It doesn't matter if I tell her I never would. That's her 'what if'. Since you and I never, before, at the party," I stumbled through. "Maybe if we had, she and I never would have gotten together. She wants to know, needs to know, if we did, I would still come back to her."

"Well, that puts a bit of spin on it. I thought she just liked being bossed around and talked down to. That's what I get for just assuming, isn't it?" She leaned back against the dresser; every movement and position could be a photo pose. "So just lie to her, tell her we fucked and be done with it."

"I told her I'd do that. She said she'd know if I lied." I said, then pulled down half the bottle of water. Olivia grinned at me.

"Now it sounds like you're trying to convince yourself," she said as she straightened up and walked slowly, smoothly, seductively, towards me.

"What I just heard, Michael," she put her hands on my shoulders and slowly ran them down my chest, eyes level with mine. "Is that to prove to her," she slid my sport coat off, "how much you love her," she leaned in to whisper in my ear "we need to fuck," and gently bit my lobe. Even through the alcohol, my cock was starting to strain in my pants.

FUCK this felt so wrong. This actually felt like cheating. Ashley told you to fuck her. She told you. Just do it. It doesn't mean anything. This is your second chance to fuck Olivia. You jacked off to her before you knew who she was. You still love Ashley. You're still going to marry her eventually.

By the time I came back to reality, back into my body, my tongue was in a fierce battle with Olivia's for control of the other's mouth. Her hands were swiftly working my buttons, and my hands explored her body. I had enough presence of mind not to rip the dress off her like I would have Ashley.

Pushing my shirt off my shoulders, her hands then went somewhere on her body, and the dress seemed to disintegrate off of her. I felt her bra-clad tits press into my chest as she walked me backward until my legs hit the bed. She pulled back and unhooked her bra, revealing her breasts to me for the second time today. They were amazing, large, round, and high on her chest, and a part of me realized I've been ruined for naked women. Ashley, Kim, Stacy, and now Olivia have been the only women I've seen naked in real life, they're all one in a million women, and somehow I know them all.

She smiled as I stared at her perfect naked body. Quickly dropping to her knees, she worked my belt and tugged my pants down, my erection bouncing free into her cheek.

Giggling, "God, it's amazing. How does she do this?" Olivia immediately began kissing and licking my tip and shaft. As soon as she got it slick enough, she began stroking it.

"It's heavy," she observed breathlessly. "I've never considered a cock could be heavy." After another minute or so of oral exploration, she stood up and removed her thong. "Move and lie back."

I moved back and propped some pillows to lie on. Olivia crawled up the bed, dragging her tits up my body, never breaking eye contact. Gracefully, but without hesitation, she planted her knees on both sides of me and raised her hips while standing my cock up. I grabbed her hips to steady her. With eyes locked on mine, she began the process of impaling herself on me.

She gently teased both of us as she rubbed my tip across her lips at her opening. Her eyes and mouth steadily grew wider as she slipped more in. Slowing her descent, I felt her pussy quake around me. I had to restrain myself from pulling her hips down to meet mine. One of my hands ran down, and I began lightly thumbing her clit.

"OH MY GOD," Olivia's body lurched and spasmed at the sudden stimulation. She planted her hands on my chest and grinned down at me. I moved my other hand to her breast and kneaded it, enjoying what I was too nervous to enjoy earlier.

"Holy fuck, I just came," she breathed, pushing the hair back out of her face.

Olivia's hips began moving slowly, getting used to my size inside her. I let her control it for a minute until her slack and open mouth started forming a smile and her hips began to pick up speed. Once I understood her pace and rhythm, I started adding to it, pulling her hips to mine and thrusting from beneath.

"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck," she kept repeating, her voice becoming more breathy.

Her breathing quickened, and her voice fell off. Suddenly her body began shaking, and she nearly collapsed on top of me. I hugged her with one arm around her back and one on her ass and took over fucking her. She buried her face in the pillow next to my head and began screaming. I could feel her tits jiggling against my chest, and it made my cock flex inside her.

This was starting to become an awkward position, so I rolled her onto her back. Two beautifully dark but glassy and unfocused eyes stared up into mine as I continued to pound into her. She grabbed my head and pulled me down to assault my mouth with hers. I could feel her grunts and groans escaping her throat directly into my mouth.

Suddenly she broke the kiss and ducked her chin a bit, seeming to bear down into a crunch, when her body quickly reversed position. She thrust her head back and pressed her tits into my chest as I continued thrusting into her. I could feel her abs and pussy pulsing and spasming through my cock and where we were connected.

With barely regained breath, she began begging me,

"Please cum, Michael. I can't take it anymore. Please cum, cum for me!"

Realizing we hadn't talked about this part, I had no idea what she wanted. I had no idea if she was going to be the type that got upset if it went somewhere she didn't like.

"Where?" I managed to ask as my pending orgasm neared.

"Inside me. I want to feel it," she gasped between impacts of my hips.

But something about what she said snapped me out of whatever this lust-drunk passion was. I couldn't do it. I've never cum inside anyone's pussy other than Ashley's. I didn't want to cross that line, not like this. Not with Ashley in who-knows-what kind of emotional state in our room.

I stopped and sat back on my heels, pulling out. Olivia, expecting me to be cumming, reached for my cock to stroke and guide it, but I held her hand.

"What's wrong?" She asked, panting,

"I can't," were the only words I managed to form from the swirl of thoughts in my alcohol- and lust-addled brain.

"Oh, do you want me to finish you with my mouth? Or hands or something?" She asked, not understanding what I meant.

"No, I mean I can't do this without her. I should go." I began to move to slide off the bed. Olivia began sliding her leg up my arm and over my head to let me out, but instead rested it on my shoulder against my neck. When I felt her slight resistance, I turned to look at her, her beautiful face resting on the pillow.

"Hey," she said softly. "It's OK, thank you." She squeezed my hand and lifted her leg off my shoulder for my exit. Olivia propped an extra pillow under her head and watched me as I fumbled around looking for my clothes. She was so effortlessly sexy, just lying there, arm above her head and knee bent, as she watched me gather my clothes.

"If I don't hear from you before morning, I'll assume everything went OK when you go back in there. Text me in the morning if you guys want to get breakfast."

"Thanks, sure, OK." I couldn't really think straight. Trying to get dressed, I said fuck it after I got my boxers on and just gathered up my clothes in my arms.

There was no one in the hallway, and I couldn't imagine it would be the first time someone walked mostly naked from one room to another in this place. It wasn't until I needed to open my door that I realized I had no idea where my wallet or phone were in this wad of clothes or if I'd left it back in Olivia's room.

I gently knocked, on the very slim chance Ashley was somehow sleeping or passed out. The door flung open in seconds, and there she stood in one of my T-shirts. I couldn't read her face and didn't know what to say.

"You came back," she said, softly, surprised and relieved.

"Of course I did. I always will." Ashley ripped the clothes out of my arms and replaced them with herself. I walked her back into the room, kissing her. She wasn't moving fast enough, so I just scooped her butt into my hands and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around me, and I fell on top of her onto the bed.

Ashley broke our kiss to slide under me to her knees on the floor. Ripping my boxers down, she inhaled my scent deeply.

"You actually fucked her." I didn't know if it was a question or if she was coming to terms with herself. Looking up at me with wild eyes and a feral smile, she consumed my semi-hard cock in one motion. She groaned and screamed as I felt her tongue cleaning me and removing any trace of Olivia. I had been close to cumming when I pulled out of Olivia and I was quickly peaking again.

I pulled Ashley up and ripped the shirt over her head. I tossed her on the bed and quickly crawled up on top of her. My cock slipped in instantly, and Ashley wrapped her arms and legs around me, tits mashed into my chest, as I began fucking her in earnest.

Ashley's breath had left her, and she was mostly soundlessly screaming into my shoulder. I could feel her whole body shaking as I drove in and out of her. Within a minute, she felt my thrusts become more urgent as my orgasm built.

"Yes yes yes yes," she whispered in time with my thrusts, and she felt my cock swelling inside her. Finally, with a roar into the pillow, I buried myself as deeply as I could and began unloading. Ashley's body continued to tremble and quake as load after load deposited into her.

Eventually I was spent and began to relax on top of her. Ashley slowly loosened her grip on me as her own spasms subsided.

"Roll us over," she whispered in my ear, tired. I did, and now her head could lie on my shoulder, knees on the side and arms tucked into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her; one across her back, the other began stroking her hair.

"Ashley, I --"

"Shhh," she poked me gently. I felt her nestle her head deeper into my shoulder and neck. After a few moments, she started softly kissing my neck and cheek, nothing urgent, just adorations. I turned my head and met her lips.

"I'll be right back," Ashley said as she grabbed a tissue from the nightstand and walked to the bathroom. I wiped myself off, then flopped back onto the bed, the events of this incredibly long day playing through my head.

Ashley quickly came back and jumped onto the bed and crawled up to lie on my chest at my side. Before she put her head down, she brought her face over mine.

"I love you, Michael. I know that was an insane thing. Thank you."

"I love you, too, Ashley. I just don't understand how you can think I'd pick her over you."

"Don't try to understand, baby. It's not rational. But I want to know what happened. You were gone barely half an hour." God, is that all the longer it was? I guess we got to it pretty quickly.

"Well," trying to figure out how to start. "We talked for a minute to make sure we were on the same page about what was going to happen and why. Then next thing I knew we were kissing, then we, you know, but then I kind of snapped out of it, and I came back here." She sat up and looked at me, confused.

"Hold on, I need a lot more detail than that. Was she a good kisser? Did she suck your cock? How good was she? Did you lick her? How did you fuck her? Did she cum? Where did you cum? Was she surprised?" Her eyes had that brightness again.

I took a breath to collect my answers to her questions.

"I wasn't really paying attention if she was a good kisser, it all happened kind of fast. She sucked it a bit, but not really much. It was fine, I guess? She pushed me back on the bed and climbed on. I think she wanted to get to it before either of us could stop ourselves again. I think she came a few times on top, then I rolled her over. She may have cum again; I'm not really sure. She was pretty out of it, shaking and moaning." Ashley closed her eyes, biting her lip, imagining it.

"But I think she was getting too sensitive or overwhelmed or something because pretty soon she started wanting me to cum. She wanted me to cum inside her, and that snapped me out of it." Ashley's eyes opened at this.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"It already felt like cheating, without you there. Even with Kim and Stacy, you didn't want me cumming in them, and her saying it just pulled me back to reality. I didn't want to, for all this craziness that seems like something only for you." Ashley leaned in and kissed me.

"That's sweet, baby. Thank you." She stroked my face gently. "So that's it?"

"Yeah. She offered to finish me off, but the moment had passed, and I wanted to get back to you."

"Well, that explains how you revved up so quickly."

"Did we finally put that 1% uncertainty to 0? Babe, it actually concerns me that you think I could leave you for someone else." I continued gently stroking her hair.

"Yes, baby. I can lock down that Crazy. I love you." We kissed for a moment.

"I'm going to text Olivia we're OK. Then can we pass the fuck out? I'm exhausted."

Ashley turned off the lights while I sent Olivia a quick text. As soon as Ashley tucked into her position next to me, I blacked out.

***

I woke with Ashley wrapped in my arms and her butt slowly rubbing my growing erection. I let her continue until she gently reached down and guided me into her.

We made love. It was incredibly boring and incredibly satisfying.

As Ashley cleaned up, I sent Olivia a text that we were headed down to find breakfast. I didn't realize how hungry I was until I saw the breakfast buffet in the restaurant. Ashley laughed at me as she grabbed a table while I started surveying my choices.

"How can you eat anything after that dinner last night?" Ashley asked as I sat down with my plate full.

"Sheer willpower. I'm not passing up a buffet like this." I said as I started working on my pile of food. Ashley just stared on.

"You are so sexy right now," she joked with my cheeks full. "Are you going to work your way through all seven sins this weekend?"

"I think the Lust box is thoroughly checked," I said, drinking some coffee, Ashley slightly blushing. "Gluttony, check," I pointed to my plate. "Pride, well, I'm here with the two hottest women on the planet, so I guess, check. I see a nap in my future after this, so Sloth, check. Greed, I guess I can play some blackjack or something. What's left?"

"Wrath and Envy," Ashley filled in. "Come on, we just watched that a few weeks ago."

"Wrath, well, I guess it depends on how the Blues do tonight," I said, and Ashley stuck her tongue out at me. "Envy, never. I have you. That's everyone else's problem now."

"I love you, too, baby. OK, as much as it's turning me on to watch you consume your body weight in smoked salmon," she said as she stole a piece from my plate, "I'm going to grab a coffee and start getting ready to lie out at the pool or whatever Olivia suggests."

She got up and kissed my forehead before heading off to find coffee. I, and a couple of other patrons, watched her incredible ass walk out and out of sight. Determined to get my money's worth, I got through a second plate before I threw in the towel- well, napkin.

I grabbed a coffee and headed back up to the room. As I opened the door, I was surprised by something I shouldn't be surprised by anymore.

Ashley and Olivia were standing there talking, completely naked.

Shutting my eyes reflexively and backing out,

"Sorry, I can come back."

Ashley laughed softly, "Don't be silly, baby. Pretty sure you got a closer look last night, remember?"

What is my life?

Realizing she was right, I came back into the room and sat on the couch.

"Olivia's letting me try on a bunch of her suits; she said I can keep whatever I want!" Ashley said excitedly.

"Wow, that's nice. I was thinking about this yesterday. Why did you travel with so many dresses and swimsuits?" I asked.

"It's easy when I don't have to pack or carry them. I'm sure Lindsey mutters that to herself when she's putting my suitcases together. Truthfully, though, I'd planned to let Ashley pick out whatever she wanted between the dresses and suits, though admittedly not many of the dresses will fit her. She can always bring them by to get fitted, though. I have so many things, literal storage rooms full, that I never wear. I figured someone should enjoy them."

The girls spent the next 10 minutes treating me to a fashion show of swimsuits, most of which I assumed had no business going in the water and only served to make the wearer look as good as possible. Ashley tried on a neon blue tube top that was only connected in the front by a large gold ring, exposing a significant portion of her inner and under boob. The bottoms were a high-cut thong.

"Yes! That's the one you're wearing to the pool," Olivia said as she tried on a classic white one-piece with a deep V-cut extending almost to her belly button but somehow didn't let her tits flop out. Ashley appraised herself in the mirror, futzing with the fabric and her boobs.

"Really? I'm not sure it fits."

"Of course it doesn't fit; it was made for me. But look how hot you are in it. You are so fun to dress up. You're like an X-rated American Girl doll. It fits fine enough to lie about looking gorgeous. Just don't try surfing in it, unless you want to surf with your tits out." I saw Olivia change character; I've found it remarkable how her physical presence transitioned. "Be glad I'm letting you wear anything at all. A naked slut at the pool will keep eyes off Michael and me."

I saw Ashley's lip quiver as a blush touched her cheeks. Olivia turned to me.

"OK, get your shorts on and let's go," Olivia said. My eyes went from Ashley to Olivia back to Ashley as a question.

Ashley recovered. "You can take your pants off in front of her, dork. She's been standing here naked for the last 15 minutes. And you fucked her last night. Your dick isn't a secret anymore." She had a point.

Standing up, I dropped my shorts. Ashley whooped at me. Olivia's eyes went a bit wider.

"Jesus," she muttered as my half chub flopped out. Ashley turned to her, smiling.

"I know, right. I'd love him regardless, but Goddamn, does that help." Noticing the state of my cock, Ashley's tone changed softly. "Are you going to be able to strap that down in your shorts? Does he need some attention before we start rubbing oil all over our big tits, baby?" Well, it certainly wasn't going to go down thinking about that.

"I'll leave you two alone," Olivia said, making her exit.

Ashley gave me a wonderfully slutty blowjob. Watching her ass in the thong in the mirror while she used her tube-topped tits on me was amazing. I had to warn her so I wouldn't cum all over her new outfit. Ashley slammed me down her throat and greedily sucked every drop from me.

"That's the protein shake I needed." She hopped to her feet and started putting a few things in a bag while I put on my trunks, and we headed out the door. Olivia met us in the hall, a lavender sarong around her hips to complement the white suit, plus a very large, very fashionable hat. Very cute wedges. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I don't think I've ever seen her not wearing heels of some sort.

"Feeling better?" she teased as we walked up.

"He is," Ashley answered for me.

"Oh, sweetie, your chest is all red. Do you need some lotion? I have a bunch in my room," Olivia said, looking at Ashley's chest. Looking down to see what Olivia meant,

"Oh, that'll go away in a minute. He loves fucking my tits in these kinds of tops."

"Babe!" I said. Ignoring me, she continued.

"I didn't want lube to stain the suit, though. I have this slutty Baywatch costume one he loves,"

"I've only ever had one guy want to do that. I couldn't get it to work very well; it kept slipping out, and my boobs kept moving around," Olivia lamented her experience. Ashley started giving her pointers and tips for proper tittyfucking technique, and I tried to keep my dick from coming back to life.

"Truth be told," Olivia said as we got in the elevator. "I really don't have a very high libido. Probably reason number 5 Michael and I would never work out based on how many times you two have gone at it in the last 18 hours." I blushed; Ashley smiled. "I think those orgasms yesterday were the first I've had this year, not self-induced."

"WHAT!" Ashley said a little louder than she probably should have. She blushed and regained herself.

"Well, it's so hard finding someone to hook up with when I'm traveling so much. And I can't risk getting pregnant. Or someone secretly videoing it and putting it online. Or if they're clean. There's too much to worry about. The couple guys I used to be able to call have started settling down, so you know..." she just kind of trailed off.

"Wait, so last night was the first time you've had sex this year?" Ashley asked incredulously.

"Longer than that, yeah."

"Oh honey," Ashley said.

"It's really not a big deal. I have a couple toys and I've just kinda learned to get on without it."

"Well, just use Michael," Ashley said simply.

"What?" Olivia and I said at the same time.

"Well yeah. He's not going anywhere, he's clean, he won't get you pregnant, he's not going to film anything."

"I... no... Ashley, I... that's alright. It's not a big deal."

"Babe, I, what? Can we talk about this?"

"That wasn't a no," she said, smiling at me. Turning back to Olivia, "Are you telling me that after he ate you out last night, you don't want that again?" Olivia paused and blushed slightly.

"Well, he didn't. He --" Ashley cut her off and turned to me.

"You didn't go down on her?"

"Everything happened so fast, I don't know," I stuttered.

"So when was the last time someone licked you?" Ashley turned back to Olivia, becoming increasingly concerned.

"I don't know, a year, maybe? More? I don't know. Like I said, it's been a while since I've been with anyone."

"A YEAR?!" Ashley nearly yelled.

Just then the elevator doors opened, and we started to exit. Ashley immediately hit the "Up" button and got back in.

"Get back in the elevator," she said. "This is ridiculous."

Ashley started grilling Olivia on her sex life while I just listened and tried to melt into the background.

When we got back to our floor, Ashley led us to Olivia's room. Once inside, Ashley tossed her bag aside and took Olivia's off her shoulder, setting it with her own. Ashley turned to Olivia, and when Olivia hesitated, Ashley told her,

"Well, take off your suit. Do you want to lie on the bed? Sit in the chair? He can do it wherever." Ashley asked expectantly.

"Ashley, yesterday was a lot of fun. This really isn't necessary. It also seems really early for something like this; it's barely 10."

"Honey, I've already fucked him this morning and blew him like 15 minutes ago. Never too early."

Still sensing hesitation from Olivia, Ashley changed tack. Slipping off her own wedges, I saw the tilt of her head change and knew she had slipped into one of her seduction modes. Slowly, she walked over to Olivia and gently, lightly held her waist. Olivia's tits nearly resting on top of Ashley's.

"I see how you look at him," Ashley said softly. "A lot of girls do. He rarely notices." Ashley began lightly tracing her fingers in place on Olivia's hips and waist. "You got so excited when you saw his cock. I could see it in your eyes." Ashley's hands slowly explored farther, and I could see Olivia's nipples start to poke through the fabric. "I can't believe you've gone so long without someone pleasing you." Ashley face was level with Olivia's cleavage and closed the last few inches until her own tits were grazing Olivia's midsection. Ashley got her nose within millimeters of Olivia's chest and inhaled deeply.

Humming pleasantly, "You smell amazing. Your skin is incredible. Can I touch it, please?" She asked, with her hands at the hemline of her legs, looking up at Olivia. I dared not move. Olivia was looking down at her, mouth slack. She closed it with a slight nod. Ashley ran her fingers along Olivia's hemline, following it back across her ass and forward down towards her pussy, but not touching her. She was playing a similar game she made me and the girls play at the beach. Ashley made warm noises as she closed her eyes.

"Thank you... Mistress," Ashley flicked her eyes back up to Olivia's. "Please?" That simple word seemed to break Olivia. She just closed her eyes and nodded. Ashley began licking her chest that was exposed by the suit. Following the same rules, she would trace her tongue along the hemline without touching. Down the swell of her breasts, back up the other side. Running her tongue lightly through her cleavage. Olivia began making small sounds as Ashley's hands made their way all the way up her sides, her fingers stopping at the shoulder straps. Toying with them, tracing the hem,

"Can I move these? Just a little?" Olivia suddenly stepped back and began pushing the suit down quickly to her waist. Ashley locked eye contact with Olivia but made a small gesture with her hand for me to get involved. Ashley began walking towards Olivia, who subconsciously began moving backward to the bed. Ashley kept closing the distance until Olivia was stopped by the bed behind her; Ashley was close enough that their tits were almost touching, would be touching if not for the height difference. Reaching behind her, she undid the clasp of her top and let it fall away.

Ashley slowly leaned in and took a nipple in her mouth. Olivia gasped and gripped the edge of the bed. As I approached, Ashley looked up at Olivia.

"Kiss him, Mistress" Olivia only responded by reaching out and grabbing the back of my head, pulling me to her. She groaned into my mouth, tension releasing as her tongue sought out mine. I had one hand on the small of her back, pulling her to me. Ashley took my free hand and moved it up Olivia's body to her breast. Ashley slowly trailed her mouth down Olivia's body. On her knees, Ashley slowly peeled the suit farther down, licking and kissing the skin as it was exposed.

Once it cleared the swell of her butt and hips, Ashley pulled it down to the floor. Olivia's eyes shot open with a sharp inhale of breath. We both looked down to see Ashley staring up, tongue lightly tracing Olivia's outer lips. Ashley reached to grab the hem of my shorts and pulled to signal to bring me down to my knees as well.

I kissed a trail from her hipbone down to her pussy. My face met Ashley's, and she started kissing me as I replaced her on Olivia's clit. I lifted Olivia's leg over my shoulder, forcing her to lean back more onto the bed. Her groans and whimpers becoming less restrained. Ashley's mouth started fighting me for control and position on Olivia. Turning my head, I could see a huge smile on her lips and eyes. I started kissing Ashley, a three-point meeting of lips.

I'd forgotten to pay attention to Olivia, my mouth on autopilot. The hand raking and grasping my hair brought me back, and I took over from Ashley. She kissed me a final time and climbed up the bed. Grabbing Olivia's other leg on my shoulder, I levered her up more fully onto the bed, surprising her. As her head flew up in surprise, Ashley's mouth met hers and laid her back down.

Olivia's legs writhed on my shoulders as her sounds of pleasure filled the room. It wasn't long before I felt her hips bucking and grinding against my mouth and her moans becoming short and quick. I focused on what I had been doing and stole a look up her body. Ashley had partially laid down, making out with Olivia. Their tits pressed to each other while Ashley toyed with a nipple.

My efforts were soon rewarded as she took a final breath and her body locked up for a few seconds before I felt her legs trembling and a high-pitched moan escape her body. I eased her back down from her peak, and her body soon melted into the mattress, completely limp. She lay there catching her breath while I climbed up the bed on the other side of her body from Ashley.

"Oh my God," Olivia breathed, eyes coming back into focus. "Oh my God. That was incredible."

"So I'll ask again," Ashley said with a grin, "are you sure you don't want that again?" Olivia just giggled and put a hand over her eyes.

"I'll think about it."

"How are you doing?" Ashley asked me, looking at the outline of my cock in my shorts.

"I can go either way," I shrugged.

"Want to help me blow Michael? You don't have to if you don't want to, considering what you said yesterday." Ashley asked Olivia, tracing patterns on her breasts.

"Oh, I made most of that up; that didn't actually happen to me. Yeah, sure. I've never done anything with another girl before. That was amazing."

"Glad you liked it," Ashley said, leaning closer. "Can I kiss you?" Olivia bit her lip, then nodded. Ashley slowly closed the distance and softly kissed her. As they kissed, Ashley found Olivia's hand on my side and gently moved it to my shorts. She put her hand on my cock to show her it was OK. Olivia's hand started gripping and rubbing me over my shorts. Ashley moved her own hand down to Olivia's pussy and began softly rubbing her clit.

"Is he hard for you?" Ashley asked. Olivia nodded. "Will you help me suck his cock?" Again, Olivia just nodded. Ashley just nodded at me to get my shorts off. The two girls scooted down and melted off the foot of the bed. Ashley patted the bed in front of them for me to sit. I sat, my boner bouncing in front of them. Olivia's eyes still wider than normal, Ashley smiled at her, then leaned to grasp my cock and begin stroking it.

Pushing saliva down my shaft from the tip, Ashley got it slick, then went all the way to the base a couple of times before coming off.

"Jesus, how do you do that?" Olivia asked.

"I'm competitive, and I love him," Ashley said, pointing my cock at Olivia. "Do you want to try?"

"I'll try, but I've never even gone all the way on a normal-sized one, and I've never seen something like this." Olivia took my cock in one of her hands and began stroking it. "I know I watched you work this thing yesterday, but being here in front of it is a whole different perspective." Olivia started working my head with her tongue, about all she could fit in her mouth. My head rolled back as I groaned.

Ashley widened my leg and moved her head in so she could suck on my balls. Olivia adjusted her position a bit to allow Ashley room. Olivia kept trying to take more of me but choked and coughed as I got to the back of her mouth.

"Ack," she coughed, pulling me out, "I can't do it. Your turn." Olivia handed me to Ashley. After a few quick bobs to lubricate me, Ashley pulled off and stroked me.

"OK, I feel obligated to tell you something. Mind you, I didn't tell Stacy or Kim; it was part of their initiation. Michael has a condition that makes him cum a lot. Like, way more than you'd expect. And I made them take the first one on their face." My cock twitched as I thought about giving Olivia a facial. Ashley noticed and flicked her eyes back to me quickly to let me know she noticed. "I did that to them because I knew they'd be OK with it, but I want to give you fair warning. You don't have to. I'll swallow it, or you can aim it wherever you want. Hell, you could spray it on me again; that was hot."

"Oooo, I've never been part of girls' club before. Sure, I'll do it. Usually guys just want to cum on my tits when I make them pull out. But face is fine if it's part of the initiation," she giggled. "Oh, and I'm sorry I asked him to cum in me last night. I wasn't thinking," she added as an apology.

"Oh, don't worry about it; like once a week his dick makes me forget which direction gravity is. I absolutely love feeling him cum inside me. Sometimes I'll lock my legs so he can't pull out." Ashley said, stroking me. "But I know, right? Guys love cumming on my tits, too. It's such a thing with them." She licked a glob of cum that leaked out from my tip with a grin as she looked up at me.

"Was that cum?" Olivia asked.

"Yeah, he leaks a lot when he's close. He hasn't realized he has a hot past kink, and it made him really hard thinking about other guys cumming on my tits. He's about ready to blow if you want to finish him." God, was she right.

Olivia took me back in her mouth and started strongly sucking the tip while stroking me. Ashley moved her face close.

"Look at her, baby," she said to me, but looking at Olivia. "Look how hot she is. She wants your cum, baby. She wants you to cum on her face, to cum on both our faces. Are you ready? Mmmm, I can't wait. Please do it. Do it now. Cum for her now." My groan grew louder as my cock expanded in Olivia's mouth. Either not realizing it or due to poor timing, she didn't take me out of her mouth before the first wad flooded her mouth.

The volume surprised her, and her eyes shot wide. She opened her mouth, and the second shot caught her on the nose and upper lip, dripping down. Olivia turned and put the tip against her cheek, and another fat wad flooded out, smearing as she stroked me. She did the same on the other cheek before turning my cock to Ashley. But Ashley beat her to it and turned Olivia's face to her and started kissing her, licking the cum from where she could find it. Olivia's hand forgot my cock and cupped Ashley's neck as they continued their passionate tongue battle. I regained control and put the last few shots everywhere on Ashley I could see.

Out of breath, I sagged back down onto the bed. Ashley and Olivia were still heatedly making out, cum slopping off their face down their chests as they embraced. Ashley was trying to clean all my cum off Olivia with her tongue, and Olivia was trying desperately to keep Ashley's mouth attached to hers. Ashley's hands kept roaming over Olivia's body, from her face down to her breasts. Olivia let out hitched gasps any time Ashley would brush or flick her nipples.

Without breaking contact, Ashley maneuvered Olivia's back to the bed between my legs. Ashley surprised me by throwing a leg over Olivia, straddling her. Ashley's hand moved down from Olivia's breast to between her legs, and Olivia gasped into Ashley's mouth. I could see Ashley's arm moving, Olivia's gasps and twitches matching time to the motion.

Ashley had her forehead pressed to Olivia's. My view from directly above showed me their tits pressed, shaking and jiggling together. Olivia was holding on desperately to one breast.

"That's it," I heard Ashley say softly. "Just relax, Mistress. Feel my lips on yours." Ashley kissed her softly, her hand never stopping. "Feel my nipples pressed to yours. Let go. Cum for me, Mistress. Cum for me now."

Goddammit, how does she do this? Right on time, Olivia's arms started shaking, pulling Ashley into her harder, screaming into her cleavage.

"Yes, yes, yes, cum for me, Mistress. Thank you, thank you," Ashley continued cooing in Olivia's ear, riding out her orgasm.

Ashley held Olivia's head to her chest as the brunette regained her breath. Ashley looked at me and winked, then silently motioned with her head for me to help pick up Olivia. I slowly got her to her feet and pulled her to me on the bed, letting her rest a moment on my chest as I lay down. Ashley got on the bed and snuggled into Olivia's back, sandwiching her between us.

We rested there until Olivia recovered.

"Holy shit, that was intense," she said finally. "I've never done anything like that before, sober anyway. I was actually still pretty tipsy from the plane yesterday. That was really the first time, I guess."

"What did you think?" Ashley asked.

"Just amazing. How did you do that?" Olivia asked, rolling to face Ashley. "I was tearing my suit off before I knew what was happening. Ashley, you're like pure sex," Ashley and I laughed softly.

"She did the same thing to me on our first date to get my pants off."

Olivia was silent for a moment. Ashley and I traced our hands on her between us.

"I've never had many close girlfriends before. I hope we can stay friends after... whatever this is."

"What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Isn't that the law here?" They giggled together.

"You don't have to call me Mistress anymore. I think we can put that game to rest." I saw a glint in Ashley's eye.

"I think you like it," Ashley said, sticking her tongue in her teeth.

"That's the first time I've ever done anything with a girl, or even a threesome if this counts as one."

"What are you thinking about?" Ashley asked.

"It was fun. I liked it. Thank you," the two giggled softly together.

"Come on, let's get cleaned up. We're both still kind of covered in cum." Ashley propped herself up on an elbow. "Or I could clean you with my tongue, Mistress," she said with a sly grin.

Olivia snorted a laugh.

"I don't think I can handle anything else right now," she said, sitting up. "So is it always like that with him? So after those streaks on your face yesterday, you really did swallow a lot more?" Ashley bounced herself up to her knees on the bed, sitting level with Olivia.

"Yes! Isn't it so fun? That's one of the reasons I blow him every day for lunch; his body makes so much. I just love it when he does that to me. Or really anywhere, he can do whatever he wants. I'm his little cumslut." I could see Olivia's face starting to turn red.

"You call yourself that?"

"Well, sure. I mean, it's not like I'll introduce myself to his mom like that. But you're in the club now, no reason to hide it. Oh, I should show you some pictures. Do you want to see when he took me home after that gala?" Ashley started scooting off the bed. "We should get cleaned up before we have to go get facials at the spa."

"Ugh, now that's all I'm ever going to think about when I get them," Olivia complained. Ashley gave her a grin.

"With any luck, you'll eventually start getting wet when you think about it. Then you'll have to call Michael. But he won't do anything you don't want or aren't comfortable with. Just tell him where you want him to finish; he'll listen. Come on. " Ashley held out her hand and led her to the bathroom. I stayed in bed, obviously a third wheel to their girl time. I could hear their voices as the shower started, but not anything they were saying. I lay there thinking about how fast this weekend escalated.

Ashley just offered me up as a friend with benefits to Olivia. Was she serious about that? She didn't offer that to Stacy or Kim, her two closest friends. Is that why? Olivia isn't as close, so it's OK? Was it just part of her kink with Olivia?

I realized I couldn't hear them talking anymore, and realizing I could use a shower, I went into the bathroom. Rounding the corner, through the steamed glass, I saw Olivia leaned down, kissing Ashley and cupping one of Ashley's tits.

With exaggerated effort, I cleared my throat. Ashley barely reacted, but Olivia straightened up quickly, eyes wide, dropping her hands, like she'd been caught in the cookie jar. She turned back to the water and either covered her face or pretended to wash more.

"Hey, baby. We were just comparing boobies. Hers seem really similar to Stacy's, don't you think? Do you need a shower, too?"

"If I come in there, there's no way you two are getting anywhere on time. I can wait." I said, smiling at the scene.

"Olivia wants to go clubbing tonight, what do you think?" I think I've never been dancing outside of a wedding before.

"A DJ friend of mine, well, sort of a friend, you know what I mean, is playing a set tonight. I can get us a table."

"Um, sure, I guess. Hope you can handle my complete lack of rhythm. We've never actually been dancing together."

"Baby, trust me, you have excellent rhythm. We just have to get you using it with music. OK, so. After the spa, Olivia's going to take me shopping before the game because neither of us really has any clothes for the club." They shut off the water and stepped out, two gorgeous, glistening bodies. I lost my train of thought staring at them. "Isn't he so cute when his brain short-circuits like that?" Ashley giggled to Olivia. "Makes me feel so sexy."

"You don't let me take you shopping. Wait, what am I supposed to do until the game?" Realizing they were going off to do girl stuff all afternoon.

"I dunno. This was supposed to be a girls' weekend, baby, remember. Do you actually want to come shopping with us? Or do you just want to give me your credit card and I'll send you nudes from the dressing rooms?" Ashley said with a wink as she tied up her hair in a towel. Olivia left, and I watched her pick up her phone and start tapping away.

"Fair enough," I chuckled. "I definitely will want a nap if you're going to keep me out so late." Ashley walked up and pressed her tits to me, putting her arms around my head.

"My old man needs his energy," and she gave me that smile that I've come to realize meant she had plans.

Olivia came back in; it was still a shock to watch her walk around naked.

"Lindsey will send you some ideas for killing time. But off her head, she mentioned a retro arcade. Just ask her for ideas. She's way better than Google. She keeps notes on everywhere we travel."

"That could be fun," I said. Ashley and I gathered our clothes and headed back to ours so she could finish getting ready to go to the spa.

"What are you thinking about?" Ashley asked as we entered our room.

"You're incredible; that was so sexy. What got into you? Are you serious about having me be her booty call?"

"I don't know, maybe. It seems pretty harmless. You two aren't romantically compatible, and she deserves a good dicking once in a while. But, uh, we might both end up on her call sheet. I think she just figured out she likes girls, too."

"What do you mean?" And she shot me a 'you can't be serious' eyebrow.

"She mentioned a couple of times she'd never done anything with a girl before. That was her wanting me to tell her it was OK. She got embarrassed when you walked in on us in the shower; she felt like she got caught. Are you OK that I fooled around with her?" It hadn't even occurred to me.

"Honestly, it barely registered to me other than just a hot situation."

"For the record, that's what it was like for me with you and Kim and Stacy. It's just a hot situation that doesn't mean anything beyond the release. But are you OK with it? If you don't want to share me like that again, that's completely OK. For as wild as everything has been for us lately, this doesn't have to be part of our relationship. You and I are the only thing that matters, baby." I thought about it for a moment.

"I guess as a general rule, as long as nothing becomes romantic or emotional, it can just be fun. But I reserve the right to change my mind once I've processed it more. For the record, that applies to me in any scenario also."

Ashley walked over to me and put her arms around my head.

"That's a good rule, baby." She gave me a kiss, then let go. "OK, I need to get ready, and you should probably take a nap," she said with a wink as she walked into the bathroom.

I flopped on the bed and started reading while Ashley got ready to go. When she came out, I got up to find my wallet to give her my card. We kissed goodbye, and I gave her ass a slap on the way out the door. I did want to take a nap at some point; I had a feeling this was going to be an eventful night. But I wasn't actually tired yet.

The latest the girls would be back is around 5 for the 7pm game. I had a while. I looked over the list of places Lindsey sent, but nothing seemed as interesting as the retro arcade. Worst case, I come back here and chill.

I enjoyed the walk there. The dry heat felt good, and I got there right as I started actually sweating. It was a neat place. Pretty standard as far as arcades go, but it was all games I remember from bowling alleys and birthday parties when I was a kid. A couple of hours went by before I realized how long I'd been there. That's about when I got my first text from Ashley.

"We just finished at the spa. OMG AMAZING. Olivia is so fun. Got her life story, a lot of pieces falling into place now. Will fill you in later. Back by 5 probably." Then a bunch of kissy face emojis. I hearted it.

"Glad you're having a great time! Arcade was fun. Finding food now, then nap"

"Sleep tight, old man"

I took my time finding food and ended up at a sushi restaurant in some casino. Or maybe it was a restaurant with slots and blackjack; who knows in this town. Either way, it was some of the best sushi I've ever had. I made my way back to the room, stripped off, and fell asleep a lot easier than I expected.

I don't know what woke me, but as soon as I started coming back to the waking realm, I felt cool air on my legs and a warm hand on my cock. My eyes fought through the delirium of that kind of disorienting nap where you aren't sure of your name. Eventually, two smiling faces came into focus.

"You must be tired. I thought you'd cum before you woke up; it's been a minute." Ashley giggled down at me. "She wanted to see it again; didn't think you'd mind." Olivia blushed brightly at that.

"Oh my God, I did not say that!" Olivia playfully slapped Ashley's shoulder.

"What?" I said, still not sure I understood English.

"Wake up, goofball," Ashley said, letting go of my cock.

"The car will be here at 6:15 for the game," Olivia said. "Oh! Wait! I have something for you." Olivia walked out of the room quickly. Returning a moment later, she gave Ashley a bag.

"What's this? You didn't have to get me anything. I don't even like it when he buys me stuff," she said, taking the bag.

"Oh, hush and just open it," Olivia said excitedly. "I promise it didn't cost me anything. Well, except maybe I have to get a drink with him sometime." Ashley started pulling it out, and her eyes lit up once she realized what it was.

"It's his actual jersey!" Olivia said. "He promised they washed it a few times." Ashley started squealing excitedly. She hugged Olivia happily.

"Thank you so much! This is amazing! Michael, look!" She held it out for me to see, and I made appropriate excited noises. Ashley quickly pulled her shirt off, tits bouncing in her bra, and pulled the jersey on. It was comically large. It was made for a guy almost my size to wear over pads. It fell to mid-thigh on Ashley, and the sleeves covered her hands.

Ashley started laughing.

"How am I going to wear this?"

"When you're ready, come over, and we'll make it work." Olivia waved bye to me and left.

"I may need you to fuck me in this at some point. Once I figure out if I want you to wear it or me," she said while playing with the jersey. "That OK? Wearing another guy's jersey? That seems weird, but hot." I chuckled in response.

"Sure, babe, that's fine. As long as you still have that doctor's lab coat."

"Ugh, that thing has to be one of the most uncomfortable things I've ever put on. But deal." Ashley took the jersey back off and went into the bathroom. "Come talk to me while I do my hair and makeup."

She started prepping her things and talked to me in the mirror.

"OK, so, I'm letting you behind the veil of girl talk. You can't let her know I told you anything." I nodded in affirmation. "Things make a lot more sense with her now. The short version is she never stopped being the awkward girl in high school, for as good as she is at faking it. She was tall, so she played volleyball, but never fit in with the group or popular girls. The way she tells it, she basically developed entirely over the summer between junior and senior year, to the point where people weren't recognizing her when school started back up, like introducing themselves to the new girl, the hot girl." Ashley looked at me to make sure I was following and started her makeup process.

"She got 'discovered,' as she puts it, at the mall. One of those little photo studios agencies throw up across the country trying to find new models. Well, it worked. She got a call, and basically, when she turned 18, she signed her first contract and, after graduation, took off. Fast forward, she's basically been in 'fake it till you make it' mode ever since. She's never felt like she fits in anywhere and has always been too nervous to do anything at the crazy parties she gets invited to in case some story leaks or pictures or whatever. Her public image has been so carefully curated from the start she's just felt more comfortable playing everything safe." I nodded for her to continue.

"She's smart. Really smart. But everyone just knows her for her looks. That's why she's trying so hard to establish her own businesses, to prove she's not just a face and body. But here's the thing, baby. She wanted a normal life. She wanted to go to college and figure out who she was and do the college things and just be normal; that's what everyone who doesn't turn out to be a world-class model does, right? So she starts asking me about stuff I've done in college," and a smile started creeping into her eyes. "So I told her some things. Some things you know already, like me and the girls experimenting. Some things I haven't told you about yet." She held my eyes in the mirror when she said that, then her eyes flicked down to my quickly swelling cock. "Nuh uh, that's a secret for her for now," she said with a wicked smile. "She was VERY interested in the stories about me and the girls, and my birthday." My cock had no intention of leaving the conversation now.

"Baby, she wants her own wild stories. She's getting off on the ideas of things her media team would die if they knew. That thing yesterday was the craziest thing she's ever done. She's never tried anything like that before but thought it was what I wanted, so she tapped her fake confidence and went for it. Probably only happened because she'd had like 6 drinks by that point in the afternoon." Ashley turned to look at me directly. "She wants permission to have her own crazy stories, and we happened to find ourselves as being two people she trusts enough to do something about it." She raised a sly eyebrow at me, then lowered her eyes to my cock and bit her lip. Walking over slowly, she knelt in front of me and ran her hands up my thighs, cock grazing her nose.

"So what do you say, baby?" Ashley gently sucked on my tip. "Want to help make some memories for her?" She flicked her tongue around my head.

"Um, do you?" I said, trying to think straight with my dick in her mouth.

"I already started," she said as she slowly licked me. "I followed her into one of the changing rooms. That's normal for girls, you know? Watching each other change. But she'd never made out with anyone in a changing room before." Ashley engulfed half my cock. "So I helped her check that off her list. So, do you want to make some memories? Can we make tonight about her? Want to see me with her, too?"

"Fuck, yes," I moaned.

"Great!" She smiled and popped up. I gasped at the sudden stoppage. "Put that thing away so we can get ready to go to the game." She turned back to the mirror. "You're going to need your energy," she said, smiling at me in the mirror. Jesus Christ, this woman.

"That was mean," I said with a smile.

"Oh no, sir, I'm sorry," she said with a pout in the mirror that grew into a grin. "What are you going to do about it?" As she slowly arched her back and popped her ass out. I walked up behind her and went to spank her. Just as my hand drew back, "Puce," and I froze. A devilish gleam in her eye.

"That should be against the rules," I said, squeezing her hips.

"Take it out on me later," she winked at me in the mirror. "I'll be out in a bit."

I didn't really need to do anything to get ready other than throw on jeans and a shirt. Ashley came out with her hair and makeup done. I enjoyed watching her bounce into some tight jeans as she pulled them on. She threw on the jersey, and we headed to Olivia's room.

"That is comically large, isn't it?" Olivia said, looking at Ashley. "Here, let's see what we can do." Olivia dug in one of her bags and pulled out a box that rattled. They spent the next five minutes pinning and adjusting the jersey until it was a reasonable size on her.

"There," Olivia said. "Much better. When we get back to town, we can bring it to the shop to get properly fitted if you want. Or you can keep it big. You could probably do a cute dress thing with it too, with a fun belt and boots."

Olivia threw on her own version of the jersey, one more tailored to her. We got to the arena early enough that we decided to grab some food and beer before we sat down. Lindsey said there was a place that sold a tri-tip sandwich that everyone raves about. The sandwich was amazing, but Ashley and Olivia could only eat half of theirs, so I polished theirs off, too.

Olivia got amazing seats. The game was great. Well, not for the girls. The Blues went up early and held the lead most of the game. The Knights rallied in the third and ended up winning in overtime to secure their playoff position.

The girls spent the ride back cursing, and as we walked into Olivia's room, Ashley went straight to the fridge to pull out some liquor. Ashley got us throwing back shots pretty quickly.

"I've never gone to a club sober before; no reason to start now," pouring three shots and handing them out. "What happens in Vegas..." she said, holding eye contact with Olivia that carried heat. I saw color start on Olivia's cheeks as she downed the shot. OK, so this was definitely happening again. Olivia finally forced her eyes closed and turned to pour another shot. She handed them out, and again Ashley levied her gaze at the taller woman while they drank. After a short moment, Ashley broke the connection.

"OK, let's get dressed. Baby, there's a shirt hanging in our closet; if you could put that on, please," she said with a smile. "Your jeans are fine." It's so nice just being told what to wear. When I came back into Olivia's room, I could hear the girls talking around the corner in the bedroom.

"Stay in there until we're dressed," Ashley called. I took a seat on the couch and waited. A few minutes later, some music started from someone's phone. "Ready?"

"Um, I guess."

Olivia turned the corner dramatically and covered the distance in a few well-practiced and deliberate steps towards me, as if at the end of a runway.

High-heeled black boots came to just below her knees. A black skirt flared slightly and fell to just above her knees; it bounced lightly with each step. The black and red top was clearly not tailored for her. A corset design with individual cups pushed her tits up and together, clearly made for someone several cup sizes smaller. I don't understand how her nips weren't popping out. Every step she took caused an earthquake of cleavage. She hit the end of the "runway" and did some poses, then spun, causing the skirt to flare, and I briefly caught sight of her hot pink thong, the straps of which peaked up high over the hem of the skirt.

Stepping to the side, she looked back as Ashley made her entrance. A panel of sparkling silver fabric hung loosely, covering her chest but stopping short of her belly button. She wore a matching silver tube skirt that didn't quite fit and left the bottom of her cheeks exposed. Below her knees were the same kind of high black boots Olivia had. When she spun, I noticed her top was only tied with string at her neck and back, completely open, meaning she wasn't wearing a bra. Olivia fidgeted with her skirt, pulling the hips of her thong to peek out over the hemline.

"So," Ashley said, smiling, "how do we look?" I sat staring, shifting my gaze between them.

"So hot," I said finally.

"You can say trashy," Olivia giggled. "We weren't going for sophisticated." I laughed.

"Yeah, but still smoking hot."

"Ashley's butt is so much nicer than mine," Olivia offered. "It's not fair she gets the T and the A. So I get the T, and she gets the A tonight. Though it's still pretty obvious she's packing under that top." I had to admit, Ashley's skirt just made me want to lock in. Ashley rolled her hips at me, shaking her butt.

"Do you know what they call these boots?" Ashley asked me, putting a foot in the space between my legs on the couch.

"Fuck Me Boots," Olivia answered.

"And we're both wearing them," Ashley said with her voice dripping sex.

***

As we got out of the car, I felt the bass in my chest before I heard anything. Walking into the club, I was assaulted more harshly than at the casino. The music and lighting were visceral. It was dark, but there were bright lights everywhere. Music just seemed to exist in the air. A DJ at the front of the room on a raised platform was doing whatever it is they do to make the music, animatedly doing his thing. Below him was a large dance floor full of people. Around the perimeter were a couple of bars with tables and booths between them.

Olivia scanned the room and made for a guy who looked like he worked here. They spoke mouth-to-ear over the noise, and he led us to a booth. As we sat, she said something else, and within a minute a pretty girl brought a bottle of vodka, three glasses, and a bucket of ice to the table, smiled, and left. We took another couple shots quickly before Ashley pulled Olivia and me to the dance floor. Pulling my head down for me to hear, she yelled,

"Just feel the music, keep up with me." She grabbed my hips and started getting me moving in time with the beat. Behind her, Olivia was doing her thing, and I watched her tits dance over Ashley's head. I'm sure the alcohol helped, but after a few minutes it didn't feel so awkward. Ashley pressed her body to mine, and we moved with the music.

Eventually, Ashley turned around and started grinding her ass into me. She grabbed Olivia's hand, and they danced. Ashley started closing the small space between them until their bodies were touching, still moving with the rhythm of the music. I could only see Olivia's face, concentrated and connected with Ashley. Ashley's hands ran up and down Olivia as they moved.

I moved in behind Ashley as the two danced with each other. Ashley would occasionally rub her butt into me to let me know she knew I was there, but she otherwise focused on Olivia. At one point, Ashley smoothly maneuvered Olivia and changed places with her, pressing Olivia's body to mine. Ashley took one of my hands and placed it on Olivia's hip and pushed her butt back into me. Olivia reached a hand behind my head and held me as she ground her ass into my cock as she held my hand on her hip and pulled herself into me.

Over Olivia's shoulder, I could see Ashley smiling up at me, the flashing and colored lights playing shadow games across her face and turning her top into a disco ball. We danced like this for a while. Occasionally the girls would rearrange, and each of us took turns in the middle. The visceral sound and sweat stopped the passage of time.

With each switch of the girls, regardless of where I was in the sandwich, whoever was in front of me took more and more time rubbing their ass and pussy along my cock.

Eventually Ashley turned to me and pulled my head down.

"We need to pee and get a drink!" she yelled in my ear. "It's OK to dance with the girl in the white top till we get back!" What? She patted me on the chest before I could ask what she was talking about and turned to leave the floor with Olivia.

Ashley was barely two steps away when a medium-height blonde girl in a white top appeared in front of me, smiling. Her white top hung like a scarf around her neck and down over her breasts, connecting at the bottom and wrapping behind her. Very obviously not wearing a bra, her medium breasts bounced behind the fabric. She immediately put a hand on my shoulder and continued dancing. I looked through the crowd and saw Ashley looking back. She gave a wave and continued with Olivia to their destination. Deciding to just roll with it, I turned my attention back to the mystery blonde and began dancing.

We quickly fell into rhythm together, and I have to admit the harmless physical flirting was fun. Somehow Ashley knew it was going to happen and told me to enjoy. Plus, they'd be right back.

Just about the time I had finished convincing myself this was OK, the blonde spun and backed her ass into me. I chuckled to myself as her ass began exploring my crotch. I could nearly hear her own thought process as her ass investigated my cock, exploring it through my pants. She spun back around with a wild smile and immediately pressed her pussy to my leg and began grinding herself against me.

I didn't see the girls return until one appeared on each side of me. The blonde noticed too, but before she could react, Ashley turned my head and pulled me down, forcing her tongue in my mouth; she tasted like vodka. Olivia pulled my face off Ashley's and also kissed me hard. I vaguely heard Ashley's voice and felt the blonde disengage.

The girls each moved a bit in front of me, each taking half my body. Olivia got in close, quickly finding my cock and started grinding on it. Seeing this, Ashley pulled my head down and yelled in my ear to be heard,

"Touch her, but don't let her cum! Kiss her!" Hearing this, I realized Olivia had lost the beat of the music and was just running her hands on me while she humped my leg. Following Ashley's instructions, I grabbed Olivia's hips and spun her around, pulling her ass to my crotch, and continued moving with the music. Ashley moved in front of her, and soon I felt a hand rubbing what they could feel of my balls and shaft down my leg. I noticed Olivia's hands were on Ashley, so that had to be Ashley rubbing me. Then I noticed her hand was alternating between Olivia and me.

I ran my hand up Olivia's leg, up her side, and my hand ran into Ashley's boob. Keeping my hand on Olivia, I kept moving higher, and as I got to the swell of her chest, I found Ashley's face. Feeling a quick nip and a kiss on my hand, I looked over Olivia's shoulder, and Ashley had her face buried in Olivia's cleavage. Ashley's eyes looked up to mine, then to Olivia's; smiling, she returned to kissing and licking the sweaty exposed flesh.

On a particularly vigorous flick of her hair, I moved in and began kissing Olivia's neck. She immediately reached a hand back to hold my head while turning hers to me. Her mouth sought out mine and began a frantic assault. Within seconds, I felt more than heard her groan into my mouth, followed shortly by a hand massaging my sack, then retreating, and another groan in my mouth. Having kept one hand on Olivia's hips to keep her pressed into me, I began to feel her faltering.

A few quick taps on my balls got my attention, and I broke contact with Olivia, looking at Ashley. With a big smile on her face, she motioned her head towards the door.

I couldn't hear her, but her lips said, "Let's go!" She had Olivia in hand and began leading us off the dance floor back to the table. We each took a big shot, then turned to leave. I realized there was still half the bottle left and felt bad for wasting it. I grabbed it, and as we walked out, I put it on a small table where some people were standing around.

"Enjoy!" I yelled as I walked by.

Ashley put me in the back of the cab first, then moved Olivia into the cab between us. The ride back was mercifully fast as Olivia alternated making out furiously with Ashley, then me. The second time Olivia turned back to Ashley, Ashley broke the heated silence.

"Is this what Mistress wants tonight? To be a slut?" Ashley asked as their mouths fought. Olivia whimpered in response. "Grab his cock while you kiss me."

Without looking, Olivia reached over, trying to find my cock through the leg of my pants. My cock had started deflating as we left the club, but that quickly reversed as Olivia began frantically stroking it over my pants.

"Is Mistress going to do what she's told tonight?" Ashley moved her hand under Olivia's skirt, and Olivia sucked in a gasp against Ashley's mouth. "Or is she going to be a bossy bitch?" Ashley withdrew her hand, and Olivia moaned in frustration, her hand frantically rubbing and stroking my cock.

"I'll be good! Please!" Olivia begged.

It was then we pulled up to the hotel. As soon as the door to the elevator closed, Ashley pressed Olivia's back to me, her ass again seeking out my cock. I began kissing her neck and shoulders, anything I could reach. Ashley and I alternated stealing her mouth from the other. When the door opened, we all but ran to Olivia's room.

Olivia hurriedly opened the door and rushed inside, but froze and spun when she realized Ashley didn't follow her in. Just as Olivia was about to say something, Ashley spoke first.

"How drunk are you?"

"What?" Olivia asked, horny and confused. "Only a little. Why?" Ashley ignored the question.

"What's the safe word?" Ashley asked. I realized now she was making sure Olivia actually knew what she was doing and what was about to happen if we went into that room.

"Puce," Olivia answered, realizing the same.

"And what do you want?" Ashley asked, taking a small step towards the door.

"I..." Olivia stammered, "I want you."

"You want me," Ashley asked in her voice and took another tiny step forward, "for what?"

Olivia's eyes were begging, not sure if she could form the words.

"I want you, please."

"You sound like a desperate slut. Is that what you are?"

The flush rising in Olivia's cheeks spreading down to her chest.

"I am. Please," Olivia begged softly.

"Say it."

"I'm a desperate slut."

Ashley slowly walked through the door, her presence pushing Olivia deeper into the room. I just followed, letting Ashley lead this.

"You bought me all weekend, Mistress. Whose desperate slut are you?" Ashley continued backing up the tall brunette until she reached the edge of the bed.

"Yours," Olivia said quickly, eagerly. Ashley reached forward and began undoing the fasteners on Olivia's corset, staring intensely into her eyes.

"What about him? Do you want his cock?"

"Yes! So badly!" Olivia nearly stomped her foot in pent frustration.

"Then show me how you suck his cock." Her top only partially undone, Olivia quickly stepped around Ashley and fell to her knees in front of me, frantically working to lower my pants. Ripping my pants to the ground, my erection sprang free and stabbed her in the cheek as she tried to get it in her mouth. Her tongue lashed out in an attempt to grab hold, her hands coming back up to secure it to her lips.

Ashley had dropped down behind Olivia, kneeling at her back. The sexual tension in the air being replaced as quickly as it was released. Olivia and I shared a groan as she took me in her mouth. I looked down to see Olivia feverishly working on my cock, my world once again overwhelmed. Ashley began gently stroking Olivia's hair, pulling it away from her face and out of the way. I began working my own shirt off.

"Look at him.. He wants to see you. Don't just use your mouth; fuck him with your eyes, too. Use those beautiful dark eyes to tell him how badly you want his cock." Olivia tilted her head so she could look up at me. Looking down, all I saw was unbridled lust. Ashley rewarded Olivia's obedience by running a hand inside the brunette's top to tease her nipple. The squeal sent slight vibrations into me. Ashley continued removing Olivia's top and finally tossed it aside. She then removed her own top and began gently brushing her nipples across Olivia's back.

"Can you feel my nipples on your back, Mistress?" Ashley said in Olivia's ear. "Can you feel my soft tits, my hard nipples?" Ashley rubbed and teased Olivia's breasts, then began sliding one hand down her front. Ashley unfastened the miniskirt for her. "Let's get this off you."

Olivia quickly raised up as Ashley pulled it down her legs, and together they maneuvered Olivia's legs to get the garment off. Olivia tried to take off her panties at the same time, but Ashley stopped her.

"Not yet. He wants to see your ass in this thong with his cock in your mouth. Don't you want to show him that? You should know how visual men are. Let him see this perfect ass." Ashley ran her hand across Olivia's ass and gave it a soft slap. Running her hand around her hip, Ashley slipped her fingers into Olivia's thong, and the dark-haired goddess gasped and groaned at the touch, pulling off my cock.

Ashley took the opportunity to lean around and kiss her. Olivia froze, focused on the kiss, her hand mid-stroke on my shaft. As their tongues fought, Ashley reached and began moving Olivia's hand over my cock again. Ashley's lower hand sped up, and Olivia's head drooped in pleasure. But when her chin hit her chest, Ashley's hand froze. Olivia's head shot back up to look at Ashley in confused desire.

"I will only touch you if your mouth is on his cock, or on me. You don't get to cum until he does. Do you understand, Mistress?"

"Please! I can't take it!" Olivia begged.

"Don't worry, Mistress. I'll take excellent care of you. But not until you make him cum." Ashley said, kissing the woman and turning her head back to my cock. As soon as Olivia's lips touched my cock Ashley's hand went back to work. Olivia screamed in satisfaction around my cock but kept up her frenzy. I couldn't actually see Olivia's ass with Ashley pressed tightly to her back, but the view was still incredible.

Ashley was kneeling behind Olivia, legs to each side. Her tits were pressed into Olivia's back, one arm down working her pussy, the other hugging across her chest, playing with her breasts and nipples. She'd occasionally break from kissing Olivia's neck and whispering in her ear to look up at me with her wicked smile. Olivia was doing her best on my cock. She could only manage the first few inches. As soon as it got to the back of her throat, she'd sputter, coughing spit onto her chin, tits, and stroke the rest down my shaft. Olivia seemed to be losing control of her body, both from the position she was in and the over-stimulation Ashley was inflicting.

"I want to fuck your tits," I said as I pulled out of her mouth. She lurched forward in horror, not letting me go. She shook her head and vocalized what she could to say no with my cock still filling her mouth; afraid Ashley would stop.

"I'll make an exception because it's what he wants," Ashe reassured. Olivia and I adjusted ourselves so I could get my cock into her cleavage. Ashley again took the lead and used her arm to press Olivia's tits together while effectively hugging her. I didn't waste time and shoved my cock into the incredible cleavage before me. Olivia had been drooling so much the channel was slick with spit.

"Doesn't his cock feel incredible between your tits?" Ashley asked. "Are you imagining that thick cock in your pussy. You're such a desperate slut that's probably all you can think about, isn't it?" Olivia whimpered in agreement as Ashley continued edging her pussy.

The sight was incredible. Ashley had Olivia's tits pressed together and her forearm trapped my cock inside. Olivia was lost in her own pleasure, finally receiving the touch of a woman. She leaned back into Ashley. Her head turned, and her eyes closed. Ashley teased her lips with her tongue, occasionally allowing the satisfaction of a kiss.

Either she never knew she wanted this, or it was the first time she'd let herself act on it, but it was becoming more obvious I was the third wheel in the room. I wanted to let Olivia have her own moment, but I selfishly really wanted to cum. Also, knowing she wouldn't be able to swallow it all and I'd end up drenching her again probably shouldn't have turned me on as much as it did. I'd have to tell Ashley about that.

Ashley must have noticed my breathing, or just her psychic connection told her I was getting close.

"He's going to cum soon, Mistress. Will you let him cum in your mouth while I lick you? Do you want to taste his cum while I taste yours? Can he cum on your face and mouth, too? I promise I'll lick you clean. You can cum when you taste it."

"YES! PLEASE! I NEED IT!" I was pretty sure she was talking to Ashley, not me, but I took it as permission nonetheless. Ashley swiftly repositioned herself under Olivia, and I knew the moment her mouth made contact because Olivia wailed.

I took the opportunity to feed my cock back into her mouth. This shocked her enough to go back to the moment, and she again began sucking furiously on what she could fit and stroking the rest. I knew Ashley was holding her on the edge like she's done to me so many times. Olivia probably didn't notice, so I wanted to warn her and alert Ashley that she could let Olivia cum, as my balls tightened up and were ready to let loose.

"I'm going to cum, are you ready?" I managed to get out. I was cumming whether she was ready or not at this point.

"Mmm hmmmm! Mmm hmmm!" Olivia nodded eagerly, afraid to take me out of her mouth lest Ashley stop. I groaned as the pressure of my orgasm built, throwing my head back. I looked back down just as the first shot raced up the shaft and filled Olivia's mouth. Her eyes went even wider as she felt it, then began rolling back in her head.

Olivia's torso and hips began violently trembling while she tried to hold onto my erupting dick. The second shot filled her mouth, and the third was pushed out as her own orgasmic scream left her. Cum ran down her face, falling on her tits. The release overtook the remaining control she had as she let go of my cock and grabbed my hips for stability. My cock continued to erupt, pulsing and spewing cum into her face and hair. As she collapsed into me, I took hold of my cock and tried to at least keep it out of her eyes.

I managed to put the last few shots downward onto her chest, and I heard Ashley giggling when the cum fell on her as she continued to lick Olivia through her orgasm. I let the remaining cum ooze and fall onto Ashley between Olivia's legs.

Olivia had nearly collapsed into me and was probably sitting on Ashley as well.

"Lift her onto the bed," I heard Ashley say. I managed to lift a semi-conscious Olivia onto the bed, onto her back. A bit of the cum from her face had smeared onto my abs, but otherwise she was covered from hair to tits in white globs and streaks. Ashley stood up, and I saw her face speckled with drops, too.

Ashley started to crawl up the bed, but when I started on the other side of Olivia, she gave me a hand sign to wait a minute. She began softly kissing and lightly lapping at stray dots of cum she found.

"Still with us?" Ashley asked warmly. I heard Olivia let out a long exhale as she nodded. I saw Ashley's lips move, but I couldn't hear her; I just saw a small nod from Olivia again, and Ashley leaned in to kiss her.

I stood there, transfixed, as I watched my girlfriend make out with the supermodel. What started as sweet, gentle kisses slowly heated up as Ashley kept her word and cleaned Olivia's body of my cum with her tongue. Ashley took Olivia's hand and guided it to her body, attempting to reduce the brunette's timidity.

Keeping her lips locked on the model, Ashley beckoned me to join, and I crawled up to a position where I could get my head between Olivia's legs. She let out a deep moan into Ashley's mouth as I began pleasuring her. My cock still needed a bit to recharge, and I was happy to return the favor.

Enjoying and adjusting to her reactions, I was suddenly met with Ashley's face.

"She wants to try licking my pussy," she whispered as she smiled at me. We kissed for a moment before we both returned our attention to Olivia. Ashley was humming and moaning into Olivia's clit as Olivia took her turn on Ashley's.

Both of our tongues had Olivia squirming and moaning again in short order. For as much noise as Olivia was making, she seemed to be able to stay on task with Ashley. I took over for Ashley so she could just enjoy. I wanted to see if I could time Olivia's orgasm with Ashley's. At this point, my girlfriend was just moaning in my ear as I set my efforts into Olivia's pussy. Ashley was seconds away from her orgasm as I tried to push Olivia over the edge.

Ashley's breathing suddenly stopped, and I redoubled my efforts. Olivia's wails finally turned shrill and breathless as her hips writhed under my face. Both women's bodies convulsed, pressed together. Ashley did her best to bite off her groan in my ear while Olivia let loose farther up the bed.

I eased Olivia back down as her orgasm subsided while Ashley crawled her way back up to Olivia. I joined her a moment later, lying next to Olivia on the other side from Ashley.

"Oh my God, oh my God," Olivia kept repeating until Ashley cupped her face and leaned in to kiss her. "Thank you," she said, as the blonde pulled away. "I didn't realize how much I needed that. For you to do that." Ashley smiled.

"Glad to be of service... Mistress," the two softly giggled. Turning to me, "How are you doing?" she asked as she glanced at my dick. I could go again pretty soon, but I was fairly certain I only had one left in me tonight.

"I need a minute, but I'm pretty sure I only have one left tonight." I lazily ran my hands across Olivia's body as she basked in her post-orgasmic glow.

"Then we better make it count," Ashley said with that mischievous smile. "How do you want her first?" Ashley squeezed Olivia's large breast over my hand.

"Me?!" Olivia said with surprise. "I don't know if I can take any more. I'm still feeling it from last night." Ashley snaked a hand under Olivia's head and rolled her gently towards me to grab a breast, similar to how we sleep spooning. Ashley began gently rolling a nipple in her fingers as she spoke in the model's ear.

"Now, now, Mistress. That's not what a desperate slut says." Ashley pinched the nipple, eliciting a gasp from Olivia. With her other hand, she began running down Olivia's side, over the swell of her hip, and down the part of her leg she could reach, then back up. When her hand came back to her hip, Ashley ran it down between her legs from behind, and I saw Olivia's eye widen as she gasped again.

"You've been teasing him all night." Ashley's voice became sultry, gently kissing Olivia's cheek and shoulder between sentences. "You've been bouncing your big tits in his face, haven't you?" Olivia's eyes were starting to roll back again as I could see Ashley's arm moving between her legs. "Answer me."

"Yes," Olivia breathed.

"And you've been rubbing this perfect ass on him all night. Wearing that tiny slutty skirt. What were you trying to feel while you danced with him, turning him on?"

"His cock," she moaned as Ashley worked her fingers.

"Now it's right there. Look at it." My cock had been steadily swelling during this performance. "That's right slut. I felt you get wetter. Look how fat it is. Do you feel my fingers inside you?" Olivia gasped at the emphatic action Ashley put on the question. "Think about how that cock will feel. Stroke him. Feel him grow in your hand." Olivia quickly reached over and began stroking my cock, growing him to full strength quickly.

I reached over and started running my hand over her hips, to her ass, and down her legs, stopping at her boots, and went back and forth from there.

"Do you like her legs, baby? They're so long, so sexy." I made an appreciative sound in response as I continued to feel her. "Mistress, what are these sexy boots called?" Olivia moaned as she turned her head into the pillow.

"Fuck me," Olivia whispered.

"What was that?" Ashley asked as she pinched a nipple.

"Fuck me!"

"You're starting to sound like a desperate slut again. Is that what you are now? You see a big cock and turn into a mindless slut?"

"YES! Please!" Her stroking got frantic, up and down my dick. "Please fuck me!" Ashley smiled at me from behind Olivia's head. Olivia was writhing with desire and anticipation from Ashley's teasing.

"Stand her up," I said, starting to slide off the bed.

"No, I want to ride your cock!" Olivia said, trying to throw a leg over me as I moved, but Ashley held her firm.

"Sluts don't say no to their Cock. Sluts do what their Cock wants and say thank you," Ashley admonished as I grabbed Olivia's hips and pulled her ass towards me at the foot of the bed. I flipped her over and as soon as her feet were on the ground, and without preamble, I began lining myself up for entry. I entered slowly. She was so wet, but I still wanted to give her a few beats to get used to me before we started going.

"OH FUCK!" Olivia cried as I penetrated her. Her knees began twitching as my hips met hers.

"You're right, baby. It's so sexy watching their faces when you enter them. That's a look you can't fake." Ashley said from the head of the bed, lying on her side with her legs tucked, just watching us.

I began a quick but not vigorous pace, this time trying to actually enjoy fucking Olivia. Last night had been such a whirlwind I didn't really experience it. I lightly held one hip as I thrust, finding she was pushing back to meet me. I ran my hand up her back and down around to grab her large swinging tit. She's so much taller than Ashley; it's almost a reach.

I almost missed it, but I saw Ashley's eyes dart and linger on the desk in the corner for a moment before she looked back to me, and I saw the corner of her lip curl up.

"Baby, I want you to do something with her I don't think you can do with me. Pull out and move to that desk."

"No!" Olivia cried reflexively as my cock left her.

"Don't worry, slut, you'll get your cock back. Baby, back up to the desk and turn slightly. Mistress, lift that gorgeous long leg of yours and put your foot on the desk behind him." Turning to look, I realized what she meant. Olivia was in a bit of a stupor and slower to act. I held her lower back with one hand and with the other slid down to her knee, scooped under it, and lifted it straight up, clenching her butt cheek.

In these heels, Olivia was tall enough that she could put her foot on the desk and stand with the other. Even in these boots, Ashley wouldn't be able to do that. I mean, we could make it work; we've made plenty of things work, but this would be a natural, if almost comfortable, position for Olivia.

As soon as her foot came off the ground, she grabbed my shoulders for stability. Eye level with each other, her dark eyes smoldering, we made the minor adjustments to align ourselves. I used my other hand to guide myself back into her. Olivia used her hips for final corrections. I stood slightly straighter, and she adjusted herself so my cock fully bottomed out. Her slack mouth quivered.

Slowly we began rocking our hips, trying to find our rhythm and balance. Soon our tempo increased, and I began aiding her hips by pulling her butt as I met her with my own thrusts. Intimate and primal, her sounds transitioned from desperate to guttural and urgent, hungry. The extra effort of this position brought out my own grunts as our bodies worked together.

I don't know how long we stood there fucking. Her hands ran up and down my back, grabbing my ass and head. She'd pull me into a frantic kiss, then scream in my mouth and hold on for dear life.

"Jesus Christ, that's hot," Ashley said from her spot on the bed, starting to gently rub herself. "I wish there was a mirror so you could see yourselves. Your body is amazing, Mistress." I felt Olivia shudder in my hands.

"Take a picture," Olivia quickly gasped.

Ashley broke character for a moment.

"Are you sure?"

"Do it," and I felt her tremble again. Ashley quickly but quietly slid off the bed and found a phone. At the sound of the first shutter, Olivia buried her face in my neck and started losing control as she started slamming her hips heavily into me as she let out a high squeal. Ashley took a few more pictures from different angles before flopping the phone back down on the pile of clothes.

I kept my one hand glued to her ass, clenching it tightly and feeling her muscles ripple with effort. With the other, I scooped and pushed a tit to my mouth. I had to bend awkwardly, but I needed her breast in my mouth again before I turned her around and fucked her senseless. Once I was behind her, I didn't think I'd be able to stop myself until I finished.

Olivia continued to buck against me frenetically. I was having a hard time keeping it steady and finally used what little height leverage I had and scooped up her other butt cheek, lifting her a bit.

Olivia yelped, as much from being pulled off the ground as from losing half my dick in her. I quickly shuffled to the bed and flopped her onto her back. Watching her tits crash across her chest was amazing. I pulled her hips to the edge of the bed and quickly slammed back into her.

I put her calves up on my shoulders and stared down hungrily as her tits rocked back and forth on her chest in time with my thrusts. Ashley crawled back up on the bed and positioned herself near Olivia's head. She reached out and grabbed one of the bouncing breasts, playing with the nipple. With her other hand, she reached down and began rubbing Olivia's clit.

After a moment, she leaned in to kiss the woman. Olivia continued to moan and cry into her mouth. I saw Ashley dip her head to Olivia's ear but couldn't hear anything. Olivia's eyes suddenly shot open as she nodded eagerly.

Ashley deftly raised up and swung a leg over Olivia's head, settling her pussy on the brunette's mouth facing me. Ashley's eyes closed, and she smiled as Olivia began licking her. She leaned over the brunette's body, tits jiggling slightly from the bodily movement around her while she continued to play with Olivia's clit. The brunette soon began thrashing and bucking against both of us as she screamed into Ashley's pussy.

Still with her legs on my shoulders, I leaned forward to meet Ashley. I kissed her.

"I love you," I said. Ashley smirked.

"Shut up, baby, I know it," she said softly enough just for me. God, I love this woman.

"I want to turn her around. I can't last much longer," I said, grunting and thrusting.

"I want to watch you fuck her so hard. Where do you want to cum?" Ashley said, cupping my face, staring me in the eyes.

"Her choice," was all I could manage.

The intensity of it nearly made me climax. I pulled out to prevent myself from accidentally going over the edge too soon.

Ashley got off Olivia, and I lowered her legs to the floor. Grabbing her semi-limp arms, I pulled her up and spun her by the hips. Her arms caught the bed to reflexively steady herself as I slapped her ass and spread her legs. These boots made her incredibly toned long legs even longer. I needed her to bend her knees a bit to get back to the right height.

Just using her body at this point, I grabbed one hip as I sank myself back deeply into her.

I began hammering into her, sure she had cum at least once, likely twice, already.

Olivia's hands were supporting her on the bed, but her head kept dropping, throwing her hair in her face. She kept trying to clear it and brush it back, but a few strokes later she'd let another cry, and the process would repeat.

"Baby, that's so distracting, and I can't see her beautiful face. Pull her hair." I felt Olivia clench around my cock at the words and again harder as I gathered her thick, nearly black hair in a fist and held her head, staring straight at my girlfriend.

"Mmm, much better. Thank you, baby," Ashley smiled at me. "Pull her up, hold her arms. Fuck her harder. I want to see her tits bounce. Fuck her like a slut." I grabbed her just above each elbow and raised her up, chest thrust out and tits bouncing wildly with each impact of my hips; Olivia squealing and shrieking.

"God, you're such a sexy slut, Mistress." Ashley got up on her knees and walked to the end of the bed, more or less face to face with Olivia. She brushed the dark hair from her friend's face and softly cupped her face with both hands, gently stabilizing her against my thrusts.

Ashley stared at her with a warm smile for a moment.

"Look at me," she said softly. After a short moment, Ashley leaned in and kissed Olivia, who let out a deep groan at the contact. I felt her pussy begin to flutter again.

"Now, Mistress, Michael and his incredible cock are going to let you choose where he cums. I know he absolutely loves cumming on my face. I love smiling at him while his cock erupts, coating me in his hot cum. Do you want that, too? I'll do it with you. I'm sure he'd love covering both of us. He cums so much he could do it. Or you can take it all yourself. Let him cover every inch of your gorgeous face in his cum." I began pounding Olivia with everything I had left. I left Ashley's fingers grazing me as I thrust; she must be back to rubbing Olivia.

"Or, do you want to lick all his cum out of my pussy?" Olivia shrieked and almost went limp. "What if he came in my pussy, then you made sure I was all cleaned up? Would you like that? Use your tongue to get every drop of cum out of me?" Ashley asked softly, rubbing Olivia's clit while stroking her face.

Olivia could barely breathe at this point, let alone answer Ashley. Her grunts and wails had become erratic, interspersed with gasps of air. Ashley guided her face to her nipple.

"Why don't you suck while you think about it?" Ashley hummed softly as Olivia's face gently tapped repeatedly into her tit from my thrusting.

"He needs an answer, Mistress. You need to tell him how you want his cum. A slut always begs for her cum. And she's always grateful for it." Ashley pulled Olivia's face away and up to stare back into her eyes. "Beg him for it."

"I want you to cum in her pussy! Please! Oh my God!" Olivia cried as I sped up.

"Now cum on his cock, you slut," Ashley said, almost with venom in her voice. I saw her arm speed up and her fist close on the dark hair. I felt Olivia's whole body start to tighten up. My cock was on fire, but I didn't want to interrupt what felt like her biggest yet. Within seconds, whatever breath was left in her came out as a scream. She continued trying to scream but had no air left. He body became liquid in my hands as she began breathing and moaning again.

Ashley quickly looked at me, then with a slight tilt of her head she began pulling Olivia with her. Ashley laid herself down and pulled Olivia on top of her. I had to awkwardly shuffle up onto the bed. Ashley had pulled Olivia's legs apart, and I was now looking at two gorgeous pussies stacked on each other.

As amazing as this looked, I wasn't going to be able to comfortably fuck Ashley like this; I can't get my hips that low with Olivia's body there. I tapped Ashley's hip.

"Roll over." Ashley wrapped her legs around Olivia, and I chuckled as she applied what she's been learning in jiu-jitsu as she hugged and rolled themselves so that Ashley was now on top.

I grabbed her hips and sank myself to the hilt in a pussy that may have been wetter than Olivia's. Ashley threw her head back and let out an incredibly satisfied growl. She shifted her hips lower, and I felt my balls slapping into Olivia's pussy.

"Do you feel him fucking me?" Ashley said roughly. "Do you feel my pussy on yours as he fucks me? Do you feel my tits on yours? Look at me while I take his cum. Grab his balls. Squeeze his cum into me." Flicking her hair to the side to look back at me. "Cum in me, baby. Cum as deep as you can. This slut is going to suck it out of me. Make her work for it." I felt a hand grab my balls and begin massaging them. Ashley started throwing her hips into my thrusts. Her lip curled as she looked back at me, an intensity in her eyes.

She was reminding me this cock is hers. She was going to fuck me as hard as I was fucking her. My cum is for her pussy only. I tightened my grip on her hip with one hand, and she groaned deeply. I snaked my hand between them, savoring the chance to feel both epic tits at once. I could feel both bodies rippling with our collisions, and it was electric.

"Look at me while he fills me up. Look at me while I cum. Feel my pussy pull his cum out." Fuck I was so close. "Cum for me, baby. Fill me up. Cum in me now."

On cue, my orgasm began.

"Yes yes yes yes!" Ashley cried with each impact as she felt my cock swell. With a final groan, I buried myself deep in Ashley's pussy. "YEESSSSS! Look at me slut! Watch me cummmm!" She buried her head down against Olivia as I collapsed on her back, humping and continuing to ejaculate into my girlfriend. Olivia's hand never stopped fondling my balls. Midway through my orgasm, Ashley's started. I felt her body shiver and tremble as I lay on her back. I could feel her pussy begin to spasm around my cock, sending shivers through me as I deposited my final shots.

After an eternity, we both settled. I was aware enough that we were likely crushing Olivia.

I felt Ashley's hand where we were joined.

"OK, pull out." I withdrew my cock, and Ashley caught any that leaked. Rubbing it around her pussy she spun herself to present to Olivia. My flagging cock was wobbling in Ashley's face.

"Clean me up, slut." I saw her eyes roll back as Olivia set to work. "Now let me clean you." She said, looking up at me. She gently drew me into her mouth and used her tongue to rid me of any trace of either of them. I finally flopped down, exhausted, lying by Olivia's head, watching.

"Get all of it," Ashley said and ground her hips a bit into Olivia's face. Within moments, I could tell Ashley was near another orgasm. I reached over and pinched a nipple to send her over the edge.

"No fair," Olivia said between licks. "I wanted to do it all on my own."

We all softly giggled as Ashley rolled off. She crawled up to the other side of Olivia, and we took turns kissing.

We all came down together, and the girls silently went to the bathroom together. I lay there wondering how I was so lucky.

There were so many times in my life I had wanted to quit, give up, move home. Feeling sorry for myself. At one point I was sleeping in a closet in a warehouse. I was disgusted and depressed by the months-long meals of beans and rice. At times life felt like a prison with no cell. The oppressive weight of failure on us constantly.

Now my life was unimaginable in the other direction. I was in a three-grand-a-night suite. I had a Michelin-star meal last night. I just fucked the brains out of a supermodel. And I had the love of most beautiful woman in the world. Nothing on the list would mean anything without Ashley.

The girls returned and took their previous positions. With Olivia in the middle, we continued to whisper and caress and relish the unbelievable.

I drifted off to sleep on Olivia's breast, her hand on my head, Ashley on her other breast. I resolved to tell Ashley the whole truth. She deserved it.