Sunny stretched and yawned. “Wonderslut, you know what you're about.”
“Just doing my job, ma'am.” Felicity rolled onto her side and propped herself up on her elbow. She smiled at Jason. “Enjoying the view?”
“What do you think?” Already, his cock was thickening, the utility pole getting ready to raise the flag again.
Felicity glanced at it saluted. “Good man. Stout fellow and all that.”
“Stiff upper…um…something,” he said.
“He certainly is,” Sunny said.
Felicity grinned. “Let's get him.”
In a moment, both of the women had risen and joined him on the couch. Sunny plastered her mouth to his and wrapped her fingers around his stiffening tool.
All the times he'd sat in a dark movie theatre, watching her in sizzling scenes with other actors while his member pushed against the fly of his jeans, and now, he could have with her what those lucky men could only pretend to do. Stroke her tongue with his. Cup her breast and feel the nipple peak against his palm. Make her moan with pleasure, but not simulated pleasure. Holy shit, he could give Sunny Bruno an orgasm.
In the meantime, Felicity circled his ear with her tongue, sending her hot breath inside. That would arouse him quickly enough, but she also rubbed her hand over his chest, found his nipple and tweaked that. No wonder women loved that. The touch sent a zing through him all the way to his balls and the shaft rising proudly under the caress of Sunny's fingers.
Good thing he'd already come once. That would give him some control, allowing him to satisfy both of these women. Tough work, but someone had to do it.
“God, he's big,” Sunny said.
“And he's getting bigger,” Felicity said into his ear.
“I'm getting excited again.” Sunny made a little moaning sound in the back of her throat. The pitch of her voice had to be wired to something in his anatomy because it sent him to the next level of arousal. He'd become ready for one or both of them. He only needed to make one so crazy for his cock she'd climb aboard.
Because Sunny had done the honors of giving him a rigid boner, he started with her. First, he gave her the kiss that had filled his daydreams for so long. Parting her lips with his own, he sampled the corners of her mouth and then dipped his tongue inside in search of hers. When he found it, they tangled, touching and retreating until he could hardly get a breath. She tasted sweet, like honey or wine. Definitely intoxicating and addictive.
As delicious as that was, he had so much more to do. Bending, he took one of her nipples into his mouth while he trailed his hand over her stomach and into her pussy hairs. Already wet, either from Felicity's earlier work or newly rising excitement. When he slipped his fingers between the lips, she rewarded him with more moisture. Bingo.
“Ooh.” Sunny shivered, causing her ample breasts to do a little shimmy that drove the one he was sucking on farther into his mouth. When her hand stilled on his cock, Felicity took over using the exact rhythm and pressure she knew drove him wild. She even did the gentle twist on the head with each upward stroke. She was seriously going to make him hot enough to blow.
Releasing Sunny's breast, he stared at his partner. “Help me out here.”
“I am, superstud.” She kissed him, too, no more than a brief tangling of lips, but she knew how to do that for maximum effect. “I'm helping you every way I can.”
“If you help me any more, I'll come for the second time.”
“Then, you'll just have to get hard again, won't you?” she said, still daring him with her eyes.
“I'm the Piston, not Graniteman.”
“But you sure have stones,” she said.
The stones in question were at the moment drowning him in hormones that promised another amazing O and soon. But first, he had two insatiable females to...well...satiate. He'd kept up the movements of his fingers in Sunny's pussy, and now she'd coated them with juices that said she’d neared her own blast-off point. She'd rested her head on his shoulder, her eyes closed, as she let him touch her in all the important places. With an effort that would make him a superhero if he weren't already one, he pushed what Felicity was doing to his throbbing tool to the back of his mind and concentrated on Sunny's clit. She seemed to like a quick fluttering over the tip with his index finger, and every time he did that to her, she responded with a gasp or cry.
“She's ready,” Felicity said.
“I noticed,” he said.
Felicity reached around him to run her fingers along the line of Sunny's jaw. “Time for more research.”
“Oh, yes,” Sunny crooned.
“Here, I'll help you onto his monster,” Felicity said.
“Oh, yes,” Sunny repeated, her voice thick with need.
The time had come. For the next few minutes, he'd live out every horny movie lover's dream, male or female. He'd have wild, fast monkey sex with the most elegant, sexiest actress alive. And she wouldn't be faking it.
At Felicity's urging, Sunny lifted a leg over him until she'd positioned herself at the right angle to take him inside her. Felicity held his shaft steady while Sunny parted her pussy lips and lowered herself onto him. He felt every inch enter her as she sank down onto him. The head and then slowly all the way down his shaft until she'd surrounded him completely.
“Oh...my...God, he's good.” Sunny sucked in a breath. “I can't believe this is real.”
“That makes two of us,” he managed to croak. She was so fucking tight. Gripping him like a fist. He did his best to breathe evenly and not start thrusting so frantically that he’d rush to the end. He could last. He could. He could do this. But, oh, damn.
Finally, Felicity did something to help him. She fit her hand between his body and Sunny's, down and down into the pelvic area. The moment she found Sunny's clit, Sunny did a little dance around his cock. Felicity must have made the sex so good, poor Sunny could not keep still. She bounced up and down on him creating suction that threatened to blow his control to smithereens.
Sunny's cries floated up toward the ceiling, nothing like a sound you'd ever hear in any kind of movie. The song of a woman lost to everything but her approaching orgasm. He'd learned a bit about making love, both on his own and from his experiences as Wonderslut's sidekick. Unless he missed his guess, she'd come in another minute and his tool was in for one hell of a treat.
“Now,” she screamed. “Don’t stop. Don‘t stop!”
The climax hit her with the force of a freight train. At least, that was how it felt from where he sat, embedded deep inside her. Her pussy went crazy around him, explosions rushing along his length. He had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from joining her, but he managed just barely. When she finally finished, Felicity pulled her hand back, and Sunny slumped against him, moaning.
While he rubbed Sunny's back until her breathing came back to normal, Felicity kissed him on the cheek. "Good job, kiddo.”
“Thanks,” he said. “Maybe you'd better take her before I lose it and go back to screwing her.”
“Come on, love,” Felicity said as she stroked Sunny's cheek. “Let's cuddle a bit.”
Sunny climbed off him and went happily into Felicity's lap. The two of them kissed like long-time lovers. Sweet. He could sit and watch that for a good long time except for one thing. He still had a massive boner that was about two strokes from a major explosion. He didn't touch the thing but gritted his teeth.
“That was so amazing,” Sunny whispered. “Thanks.”
“My pleasure,” Felicity murmured back between kisses.
“Uh...guys?” Jason said.
“Sounded like you had a dynamite orgasm,” Felicity said.
“I never felt anything like it.” Sunny's hands went to Felicity's breasts, the fingers kneading them.
“Feeling more comfortable with a threesome?” Felicity asked.
“Aren't you two forgetting something?” Jason said.
“My guy's been wanting to get us a girlfriend,” Sunny said to Felicity. “I think I'll let him.”
“You won't be sorry,” Felicity said as she laid a path of kisses along Sunny's jaw.
“Hey!” Jason shouted.
Both of them finally noticed him, and both of them wore the soft expression of women getting excited. That figured with Felicity, but Sunny was ready again already?
“What's wrong?” Sunny asked innocently.
“If you haven't noticed, I'm still hot and bothered over here,” he answered.
“Aww, poor baby,” Felicity said.
“Do I have to make myself come?” he asked. “Again?”
“I think I can take care of that for you.” Felicity spread herself over him, taking the same position Sunny had just vacated. This time, his happy woody got the Wonderslut treatment. No matter how sexy another woman might be, no one did anything sexual better than the Avenger of the Non-orgasmic. He didn't even try to hold back, but thrust up into her with all the pent up hunger he'd been holding back. Now, nothing mattered but finishing his assignment so that he could release his lust into her heat and moisture.
Still, she gave him a treat to watch while he let his beast loose. While he fucked her like there was no tomorrow, she leaned over and kissed Sunny and caressed one of Sunny's plump boobs. Her skin flushing with excitement again, Sunny played with herself this time, her fingers working quickly through her pussy hairs. Could this threesome get any better?
While Felicity rode him...fast and furious...he gave back with equal energy. Any harder, and he'd buck them both off the couch. The time had come when he couldn't worry about anyone else. He couldn't even think of anything but the tension building in his balls. Felicity would realize that. She knew the primitive sounds he made when the orgasm was nearing the finish line.
She stopped kissing Sunny and pressed her lips to his ear. “Go for it, baby. I'm with you.”
As if he'd needed her permission. The climax claimed him--caught him in its grip and squeezed until he couldn't breathe. For a moment, he went wild inside her, and then he came in one hot stream after another. Felicity's spasms milked him as she climaxed, too. It kept him going until he'd given all he could and more. As the two of them finished, sagging against each other, the sounds of Sunny crying out in yet another orgasm soared over their sighs.
Finally, both women draped themselves over him, touching and stroking. Lips caressed him here and there. He could scarcely guess which body parts belonged to which of the women. Honestly, who cared?
Now that Wonderslut and the Piston have assisted a movie actress with her “research,” they have to get back to their usual mission--helping other people discover the joys of sex the way it's supposed to be enjoyed. In the meantime, Sly and his superprudes are still out there. The battle continues.
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