"Wow, you are ready!" he told her.
"Told you so. Now fill me up. Please!" she begged.
Wes mounted her. She was a lot looser than Barb had been, but then again Carla wasn't on her period. She was so loose that Wes was concerned that he wasn't going to gain enough traction so that he would cum. Carla was extremely horny and just about ready to cum when he entered her. Not surprisingly she came first. Wes kept pumping away and both he and Carla eventually came at the same time. He was a bit concerned about his performance and whether his body would produce enough volume on such short notice, but soon he felt the spasms as each deposited more semen deep inside Carla's vagina.
"That was a nice Friday afternoon break!" said Carla as Wes withdrew and rolled onto his back satisfied with the second performance of the day. "But now I have another problem, your cum is starting to leak out of me and if I don't decide to do something nice little memories are going to wind up in my bikinis for the rest of the afternoon."
Carla decided that the best option would be to head to the bathroom to douche. While she was attending to that, Wes got dressed and went downstairs to make a batch of pina coladas thinking that Abby would be home soon from campus.
When Wes got to the kitchen he got out the bottle of rum and went searching for the cans of pineapple juice and coconut milk. He was on his hands and knees looking to the back of the cabinet when he heard a door close. It was Abby just coming in from class.
"Hi Ab!" he said, "I know that we have a can of coconut milk here somewhere. It's cocktail time and I decided to whip up a pitcher of pina coladas."
"That sounds great. I could really need a drink or maybe two or three this afternoon. It's been a terrible day."
"What happened? Bad assignment on rotations?"
"You could say that. I wound up in radiology and either helped give barium enemas or helped women get mammograms. There's nothing like squeezing a woman's tits between sheets of glass to make them really happy campers. Either way, it was just sort of gross. I have to go upstairs and get changed, why don't you come up with me and I'll tell you more about it." Abby reached out her hand, Wes took it and followed her up the stairs. Once in her room she turned towards him and said, "I always feel better when I have had the chance to just talk with you even if that means venting." At that, Abby took off the top to her scrubs and then peeled down the scrubs pants. Standing there in just her undies made Wes's manhood once more stand at attention. She might not be the bustiest lady around, but she was still a fine-looking specimen of a female of the species.
He couldn't help himself and just said, "Cute." This elicited a smile and then she came over to me, put her arms around his chest and just hugged him. "You know what? About now I could use a good fucking. Want to?"
What could poor Wes say? "Sorry but I've already done your two roommates this afternoon?" He thought to himself as he took off his jeans without uttering a single word. "No way so I might as well get ready for round three!"
A naughty smirk came over Abby's face as she reached around and unfastened the hooks on her bra. She took it off her arms and let its cups release her breasts. Big breasts might be nice but perky ones always seemed to get Wes's motor running. They ached to be suckled. That, however, was going to wait a few moments as she stepped out of her bikinis exposing the neatest groomed landing strip, the bottom of which ends at the top of the slit of her pussy. Just the sight of Abby in the nude made his manhood hard enough to cut glass.
Wes went over to where Abby was standing and approached her from behind. Putting his arms around her he cupped each breast in his hands and kissed her neck. "Oh, I knew that this is what we'd do when I got home. It makes up for the terrible day I've had." She reached down and behind her in search of his manhood. Getting a good grasp on things she gave it some gentle strokes. Wes let his hands drop from her breasts to her pussy, found her clitty and then proceeded further south to the now moist entrance. Moving her pelvis forward she allowed his finger to enter her and she cooed in delight.
Then Abby surprised him because rather than lying on the bed all she did was bend at the waist and place her hands on the edge. Since Wes was standing behind her the most logical thing to do was enter her from the rear. If there is one thing about rear entry it's that it allows for very deep penetration—Abby had told him that they counsel women who want to conceive to use this position. The other nice thing about it is that he could be fully into her while allowing his fingers to play with her girl parts. She was loving every moment of this, but then again, so was he, which was also good because he was really worried about how much effort it was going to take for his system to be able to call up another satisfactory load of cum.
Wes moved my hands back up to her breasts as he began thrusting in and out. Abby reciprocated by moving her butt and in no time Wes could sense that his body was not going to fail either him or Abby. Soon everyone's wish was fulfilled as he deposited yet another load of his precious cum inside a desiring vagina.
"Ooh, but I love that feeling!" she murmured as his organ pulsed ever more ejaculate into her. "You seem really full today!" she exclaimed, which given his antics of the previous few hours left him in amazement, but if Abby was happy, he was in turn thrilled.
If there is one downside to the position they had used, it is that being mostly vertical the only place that the deposited cum can go is down . . . meaning down Abby's legs. It is messy, hence the obvious decision was to go shower. . . yes, together. Abby held the scrub pants against her pussy to keep from dripping as the two of them made their way to the bathroom. Abby ran the water, but as Wes was standing there couldn't help noticing Carla's douche syringe, still wet from use, drying on the towel rack. Abby saw it, too, but didn't comment. One thing that Wes was certain that Abby did not observe was the open box of maxipads that Barb had left out on the vanity.
The shower was refreshing as they soaped and rinsed each other's bodies, playing with each other's private parts was certainly some of the fun, but the answer is "no" they did not do the deed again in the shower. Afterwards they both felt exhilarated, got dressed, and went downstairs to join Carla. By that time Barb had returned from her lab and the two of them had already started to put a dent in that pitcher of pina coladas. Carla looked at the two of us, freshly scrubbed from the needed shower and observed, "Well, are you two now squeeky clean? You were certainly up there long enough," teased Carla knowing full well of the activities that Wes and Abby had been up to.
"Some things just cannot be rushed," replied Abby casting another of her little naughty smirks.
Wes agreed, knowing that he had had sex with all three of these attractive women in just a single afternoon. Barb could figure out that he had had sex with her and Abby; Carla assumed that he had had sex with her and Abby; but neither could know that he had had sex with all three. As for Abby, the fact that Wes had shagged both Barb and Carly that day never occurred to her. She never thought that Carla's freshly used syringe or the open box of maxipads in the bathroom were anything other than a coincidence either.
What a day! Having that much sex is a lot of work. Wes sure slept well that night, but it should not come as any surprise that Abby wanted more on Saturday and Sunday. Fortunately, Carla and Barb did not.
