Chapter 9
Authors Note: All characters mentioned in this story are over the age of 24. At no time is there any reference to sex before being well-over legal age. There is a heavy sex component in this ending chapter.
I motioned Marcie and Edie out of the spa and onto another doublewide chaise a few feet away from the foursome comprised of KC, Logan, Deke, and Steve. I went down on Edie again after she got settled and spread her legs in invitation to me. Edie tasted divine; I chided myself for postponing this pleasure for so long. I found it a slight surprise when Marcie straddled Edie's face to get her pussy eaten by my horny neighbor. I remember thinking that the two of them had probably done this before since they seemed so comfortable with the arrangement and no one asked permission.
Beside me, Logan had taken over eating KC's pussy and pushing his fingers into her quim as she lay on her back writhing and moaning in pleasure; she had another orgasm if my hearing was accurate. She alternated sucking on Steve and Deke's thick schlongs or let them fuck her mouth. She rolled her head from side to side as each wave of pleasure swept over her. If KC was aware of me and what I was doing, she didn't indicate. Later, I found out she knew every move I'd made with each woman.
None of the men with KC were slouches in the cock department, and I guessed that KC would be happy and sore by the end of the night. The four of them looked like a carefully choreographed dance team. There was no wasted motion. They'd done this many times before and how they did it was rapidly coming back to each of them. Logan moved to be sucked, and Steve took his place eating KC's pussy. The rotation was seamless and barely took a second.
Edie pleaded, "God, Matt. Fuck me. Put that in me. They are so fucking hot, that I'm boiling. You can watch them, but put that cock inside me." Marcie moved to the side as Edie made her plea.
I realized that my human spear was leaking copious quantities of pre-cum. I was hard as a rock and the head was purple in anticipation of a much-needed fuck. My arousal was off the scales. The way I felt watching KC, I would need dozens of fucks to sate my lust and quell my anxiety. I smeared my cockhead up and down Edie's wet slit, and then lay forward and kissed her passionately.
I told her, "Edie, I love you. You are one fabulous friend ... and you taste like Marcie -- a delightful vintage." As I talked, she reached between us and took hold of my shaft. She steered the head to her vaginal opening, and I bucked forward, impaling her for the first time on my cock. I slid most of the way in on my first push.
Edie groaned in utmost satisfaction. She gasped so only I could hear, "Oh, God, this is so much better than I dreamed it would be. You're huge and so filling. Oh, never stop. I love you. I love this."
I had to agree. Edie felt unique, snug, warm, and wonderful. I started to pump slowly into her body, bringing my cock all the way out until only the very tip touched her cunt lips, and then carefully and slowly pushing my wrought iron shaft back into her -- feeling every ridge and twitching muscle inside her as I did. The pleasure of her body and our intercourse ran up and down my body and permeated my brain. Edie's body and cunt trembled around my shaft.
Why had I waited so long for this pleasure? I realized I should have been honoring my love for Edie long ago; it would not have conflicted with KC, Darlene, Cameron, Marcie, or anyone else I felt tender about. I knew I could love multiple women, and by inference KC could love multiple men yet hold me dear to her heart. I registered that conclusion into my permanent memory so I didn't just brush it aside or forget.
Edie must have been feeling much the same, because after only about three or four minutes of my slow strokes, she orgasmed. I felt the walls of her vagina clench hard around me, almost like a hand repeatedly squeezing and releasing my shaft. Edie moaned. Her legs pulled me tightly and deeply into her and held me there while her orgasm ravaged her body.
I pulled out of her, my cock trying to point to the North Star. I glanced over at KC. Logan had his cock buried deep in my fiancée's pussy and he was pumping into her rapidly. Damn, I'd missed his act of penetration. He was moving about twice the speed I had been with Edie as he knelt in front of KC and she had spread her legs wide to accommodate his fuck. Right above her pussy I could see someone had printed with marker the words 'Fuck Here' in two-inch letters, and put a big arrow pointing down to her vagina. At her head, KC sucked on Steve and then Deke, trying to deep-throat each of them in turn. They were running their hands all over her breasts and body. KC seemed deliriously happy with the sex and attention. She was being a slut and loved it.
I turned slightly and plunged my cock into Marcie's waiting pussy, making her squeal in satisfaction at finally being filled with my large cock. Edie rolled to her side so she could suck on Marcie's breasts, heightening the experience for one of my girlfriends. Again, I slowed down, moving my cock slowly in and out of her sheath, and using some fingers on her clit, until Marcie too climaxed. I wasn't going to let the speed with which the other men were fucking KC influence my fucking style. I chuckled to myself about remaining uncompetitive. My attitude surprised me, and also Marcie.
Darlene appeared in our circle, naked and desirable. She leaned down and kissed me, and then went and kissed KC. To my surprise, she then kissed Steve, Deke, and Logan. They ran their hands over her body, focusing on her breasts. Deke broke away from the foursome, and nudged Darlene to the empty chaise on the other side of them from where I was making love to Edie. In seconds, he had his cock buried in KC's sister, and from the sounds she made she relished the experience. The fact that the three men were fucking two women I cared deeply about did not escape my notice. I refused to pass judgment right then on what I thought about that. Damn, I was avoiding my thinking again -- my decision.
I looked again at KC. Steve was now fucking her, and again I'd missed the initial penetration of his cock into my fiancée's cunt. Logan was sucking on her breasts, and racing one hand over her clit right next to Steve's cock. A minute later, Logan moved and I saw KC open her mouth wide and try to take one of his balls into her mouth as he offered it to her. I could hear KC making little noises of pleasure and satisfaction with the men. I was jealous. I was angry. I was unbelievably aroused. I felt awash in love for KC. I was royally pissed at her for doing this; even more so, when Steve and Deke changed places. I wanted KC to have a great time with her friends. I was wildly conflicted. My brain was lurching from one attitude to another. I felt like an emotional disaster.
Each of the men talked in dirty intimate terms to KC. "This is just like old times, baby." "I dreamed what you'd feel like when my cock was in your cunt or in your mouth, but you're better than ever and the best ever." "What a hot fuck you've turned out to still be." "I could do this all night long all the time with you, and I think I will." "God, you love cock more now than you did in a few years ago." "You have the best feeling pussy in the world." "Did you miss our cocks? I hope so. We missed you." "You're the most fantastic slut we've ever known. Never change." "Now that we've reconnected with you, we're going to do this again and again."
