"Go now," Taggart was saying to Bernie. Karen looked like she was in pain, with her mouth stretched and her eyes squinting, but Ben suspected from her loud moans that she was probably in the middle of a rather intense orgasm. Then Bernie shouted, "Hell yeah!" as he thrust his prick hard into Karen’s pussy, slowing his rhythm with each ejaculation, groaning to the thrusts. Suddenly, Karen’s mouth exploded with semen as it went spurting out onto Taggart’s body and the bed sheets. She couldn’t have expected so large a load all at once. Still, Taggart would not let go of Karen’s ears as he continued to fuck her face hard, not relenting until he was spent and satisfied. Karen admirably resisted her gag reflex, or at least recovered quickly from each apparent dry heave; she refused to stop taking Taggart’s cock in her mouth. In the end, the two men sat back on each end of the bed, leaving Karen to collapse on her side, seemingly unconscious but breathing too heavily to be passed out.
Ben reached up and caressed the two female forms sitting above him. "How did you four come at the same time?" he asked Alicia as he rubbed her moist back.
"We’re just that good," she answered.
"Get us all waters," Taggart said to Bernie, and the other fellow quickly stood and left the room. Taggart had displayed a touch of facilitation throughout the evening, directing the events and articulating answers, but Ben began to suspect that he was much more than just the master of ceremonies. He seemed to dominate the others in every way, both sexually and procedurally, and they all seemed to appreciate the steady control he brought. Karen in particular seemed satisfied to obey.
With Bernie gone from the room, Taggart got off the bed and hopped back on, this time at the business end of Karen. "Get with it," he ordered Karen, slapping her thigh lightly to yank her back from the brink of ecstatic unconsciousness. With her body on its side, Taggart lifted one of Karen’s legs by the ankle. He straddled the other leg beneath him and rested the one he’d lifted against his chest, opening her pussy hole wide. Ben could see that her lips were swollen and dark red, shining like metal from the juices they were covered in. As quickly as Taggart could get into position, he plunged his eight-inch penis into the poor creature.
Karen’s eyes went from sleepy to wide open in one heartbeat, and she gripped the bedsheets. She whimpered, followed by the rhythmic groaning that matched Taggart’s strokes. "Uh, uh, uh, UH, UH, AH, AHH, uh, uh…" She kept her mouth open wide as the animal-like grunting escaped from deep in her lungs. Ben watched as her breasts hypnotically bounced up and down; he thought he saw beads of sweat flying from her tits as they bounced.
"Ben, pay attention," Alicia said. She pulled Ben’s face close and glided her tongue inside his mouth. Her kiss was passionate in a sincere and loving way, and in a sense this was the most intimate Ben had been with anyone since the weekend started. She began to pull him into position on the bed, when Bernie re-entered with bottles of cold water. He dropped three on the bed next to Ben’s leg, and the cold plastic was enough to refresh him for a moment. Ben and his women drank deeply as he watched Bernie chug the rest of his, then offer the remaining two bottles to Taggart and Karen. They stopped fucking long enough to swallow the cool liquids. Karen seemed most in need of her drink; thick white discharge flowed from her swollen hole, and sweat covered her in buckets.
Ben watched Bernie lie down behind Karen, also on his side, apparently about to put his KY-covered penis in the second hole of Karen’s lower regions. Before Ben saw the man penetrate Karen’s slick asshole, Ben’s new girlfriend Alicia grabbed him by the hair and playfully yanked him down toward the bed. She spread her legs around his waist and forced his entire body onto her tight, wet form; they made a moist slapping sound as they smacked together. Ben’s prick found Alicia’s warm pussy hole with amazing ease, and he slipped himself inside her in one smooth, fluid stroke.
"OhhhhhHHHHHH!" was Alicia’s inarticulate response to the penetration. Then she opened her eyes, grabbed Ben by the neck and said, "I want you to fuck me as fast and as hard as you can. Make me cum as fast as you can. Go, GO!"
Eager to please, and spurred on by the desperate, high-pitched wails of Karen on the next bed, Ben proceeded to fuck the second girl’s brains out. He wondered why his cock wasn’t at least a bit sore by this point. On the contrary, he was stiffer and longer than ever. As the stroking began, Alicia began moaning again. He watched her transform before his eyes from a living girl into a cock-receiving machine of amazing efficiency, gripping his body with her legs, bracing herself against the bed with her strong elbows and forearms, opening herself up wide to receive the pleasure tool as deep as it would go. For his part, Ben’s pelvis moved in a blur, pumping in and out of the wet vixen so fast that the friction inside her was neither wet nor tight, but simply burning.
Bethany reached from behind Ben to pinch his nipples, not in a playful or even exciting way, but with true pain in mind. Desperate to focus away from the hurt on his nipples, Ben fucked Alicia even harder, feeling the orgasm build inside him, begging it to happen soon so Bethany would have an excuse to release his nipples.
"Goddamn AAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Now Alicia was coming again, and if the first orgasm during oral sex had surprised Ben with its intensity and vibration, nothing could have prepared him for the reaction she was about to give. She writhed and thrashed like a possessed person, flailing her limbs against the mattress and against Ben’s torso, head and legs. And she continued her flailing and deep alto groaning for at least two minutes straight, which sounds like a short span but is in reality the sign of a violently powerful orgasm. When she finished coming, she collapsed onto her back, close to hyperventilation. She twitched and spasmed from head to toe, twisting her head from side to side, licking her lips as she tried to catch her breath.
"It’s really something to see, ain’t it?" Bethany said in Ben’s ear. She released his nipples, and Ben was stunned to realize he had emptied his fuckwad inside the demon girl without even knowing he was ejaculating. As he slowly extracted his still-rigid member from the shivering muscles of Alicia’s pussy, he felt her grip his sensitive dickhead, which made him shiver himself. Now he knew for certain he had just come, and now he was starting to feel a little sore at the tip of his penis.
If Ben was sore, then Karen must have been downright bruised. The two fellows continued to assault her prostrate form, Taggart plugging her pussy while Bernie tapped her ass. As Ben watched, he allowed Beth to climb aboard once again. They made slow love as they watched the show on the other bed. Alicia, exhausted by her own aggressive sex, seemed content to rest on the other side of the bed and recover.
Bernie’s penetration could not be seen from Ben’s vantage point, but he could very clearly view Taggart’s fuck style. He was from the school of pull-in-pull-out, extracting his tool almost completely, then burying it in the girl completely, then repeating the movement again and again and all very quickly. Karen’s mouth opened wider each time the thick rod re-filled her. Ben could also see that Karen was spewing more cunt liquids than before, because there was a dark wet spot soiling the sheets all around her pelvis, and Taggart’s dark pubic hair clung wetly to his crotch as though he’d just been in the shower.
Then suddenly, Taggart pulled out of Karen, stood up from the bed, then walked around to her face. He emptied his sperm onto her face, a little string at first, followed by a massive white load that splattered against her nose and burst over her cheeks, eyes and lips, followed again by three more spurts of the same immense size -- she hadn’t been prepared, and the first big splash made her scream. When he was finished stroking the last drops onto her, Karen appeared to be wearing a full-face mask made of mayonnaise.
What happened next surprised both Karen and Ben, but of course, mostly Karen. Bernie grabbed Karen and lifted her up onto himself as he laid on his back. "Take this, bitch," he shouted as pounded her ass from underneath, and she became inarticulately vocal once again, moaning and crying as the cock violated her tight butthole. But the surprising thing was watching Bernie turn Karen’s head so he could lick Taggart’s cum off of her. He lapped at Karen’s cheeks like a dog drinking from a bowl, and he cleaned her. Ben felt himself become aroused, and the act must have aroused Karen also, because she soon climaxed.
For the first time, Ben watched Karen ejaculate from her pussy, squirting a quick but large burst of clear-colored liquid into the air, spraying her own body and the floor at the foot of the bed. A good deal of the ejaculate covered her partner underneath, and he pulled himself out of Karen’s anus in time to aim his prick up onto her stomach. The sperm landed on Karen’s tummy, but a few eager squirts smacked her in the chin. Karen’s short brown hair stuck to her skull and neck like a woven swim cap, drenched in sweat and other fluids.
Karen rolled off the boy onto her stomach, closing her eyes once again as she tried to recover. Meanwhile, Bethany finished getting herself off on Ben’s dick, as she worked her way into another orgasm. Ben pulled out not having cum but thankful for the brief reprieve from the sensitive devastation of male orgasm. Beth leaned down and kissed Ben, his member still in her cunt, then popped his cock out of her slippery hole, stood and stretched her sore muscles. After a few minutes of silence, Taggart offered Karen more water, and she drank it greedily.
