My knees against the bed were the only thing keeping me upright. Three stunning women cuddling; spent and sticky with my cum, gazed up at me.
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The afternoon and evening had been spent shooting pictures of Britt, my beautiful blonde lover, and her two equally gorgeous roommates. We were shooting for an advertisement that would run in a local paper touting the deals to be had at my friend John's little shop down near the beach. We shot hundred of photos of the girls in everything from short dresses, casual wear and then swimwear.
For the last set of swimwear, the girls wore something that would never be found in John's store. Except for a nude beach, I'm not even sure where one would wear these tiny collaborations of fabric scraps and string. The girls even made sure that I was included by buying me what amounted to a small bag and more string. On the girl's suits, the three pieces of cloth intertwined in the web of fibers strategically covered those bits that society prefers that we not share with the general public.
They say that the primary sex organ in a human is really the brain, which then controls the secondary organ. Seeing these vixens in these outfits just about blew out both of my organs.
They also say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder and another says something about you being your own worst critic. I suppose both of these applied when it came to me stuffing my junk into this red silk bag and cinching everything in place with twine. I thought it looked pretty fucking silly, but the girls seemed impressed. Who knew?
Anyway, the culmination of the shoot was a three-way, Sapphic orgy, digitally documented; followed by my unloading a copious amount of sperm across a mountain range of breasts. I knew that the girls fooled around as roomies and that Gina had acquired a dislike for the male species and little Kate had yet to experience the other side. Britt was evidently trying to make up for both of them as she tried to wear me out over the last few days.
I was careful not to get involved in the tryst, but I knew that Britt had some reason for her and the girls getting me all wound up. My mantra lately has been, 'Timing is everything and everything in good time.' I was happy and I was having the best sex of my life. Work was good, the hobby was definitely getting better and to top it off, I was making someone else happy too. So it seemed that the best path is to just stay the path and go along for the ride.
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The girls laid there all cuddled together, kissing and cooing and licking my contribution off each other. Since the bed was pretty well occupied and I wasn't immediately asked to join in, I shuffled over to my desk, pulled my boxers back on and sat at the PC to start going over the pics. I really only wanted to send John a couple dozen to choose from, so I started culling through them; placing the exceptional ones in their own file.
Thirty minutes or so had passed when I heard bare feet advancing from the rear. Britt wrapped her arms around me from the behind and nibbled on my ear. "You are the best and I love you, "she whispered. "Is it okay if I take the girls down and let them use your shower?" she asked.
I turned my head to say something and she preempted me with, "and no, you're not invited....this time." I pulled her naked butt into my lap and kissed her, tweaking her nipples in reprisal. Britt squealed as I let her go. "C'mon girls, lets hit the showers!" she yelled. Her voice resonated through the building.
I turned to watch the naked parade start down the stairs. Britt, the gorgeous blonde who has pretty well knocked me off my axis in the last week took the lead. Next was Gina, the tall, statuesque brunette. Her 'D' cups were beautifully balanced by an ass you could rest a teacup on. Close behind was Kate, a petite doll of Philippine descent that may have topped out at five feet tall. Her hair was every bit of three feet long, hanging well below her pert bubble-butt. Her 'B' cups fit her perfectly and jiggled as both she and Gina turned and blew me little air kisses as they started down the stairs.
I returned to the task at hand and kept sorting photos. I made sure that the photos that were not for public consumption were safely placed in a secure file. I reflected that if this dream ever came to an end, I had enough material in the old spank bank to last quite awhile.
I listened to the shower running and continuous laughter and tittering. When the cleansing had ended, I minimized the super-secret file and went back to the more mundane, but still arousing bikini shots. In just a few minutes, I heard the sexy triad headed back up the stairs.
Wrapped in none-too-large towels and damp hair, the girls gathered around me to look at the photos. They teased as they leaned in to look closer, long, damp locks of hair brushed across my bare shoulders and chest. Their scrubbed-clean aroma was intoxicating and the inadvertent touching re-awakened portions of my anatomy.
Gina looked at my desk clock; "Wow, it's late. We better get going Kate."
Pouting, Kate replied, "Okay," as she turned and her hair slithered over my shoulder. I grabbed a small handful and it tugged lightly. Kate turned and blushed as she retrieved her trailing tresses. I smiled back with a wink. Caught in the act, Britt leaned in and kissed me hard, reminding me where my priorities lie.
They all returned behind the screen to change into the clothes they came in. I was amused that their shyness had returned. By the amount of whispering that was going on, I concluded that vocal privacy was the real issue.
When I heard them gathering up the clothes, I spun in my chair to face them. They had them boxed and bagged and were heading toward the stairs. I stood to say goodbye and help them load the car when I got yet another wink form Britt. 'What now?' I wondered.
The answer came as Gina and Kate stepped toward me. The each took one of my hands and Gina said, "We just wanted to thank you for everything."
"Well, I...."
"Yeah," said Kate, "we wanted to thank you for being so good to Britt and to us today."
