When Kit and I returned from our trip she shared details of her experience with Susan. They had an animated discussion of what it was like to have a cock in her pussy, another one in her mouth, and yet one more buried in her ass all at the same time. Kit was pretty enthusiastic about the experience and Susan was eager to get a chance at the same thing. She made me promise that she would get to do so soon. Given the success of the trip, I was thinking about how to set up something similar. I would be happy to have Susan's help.
While we were gone, Susan had looked at a surprising number of real estate possibilities. She shared pictures and numbers and we all discussed the pros and cons of each. After looking at photos of the most promising ones online, we decided that we would all look at houses the next day. Susan had been working with a woman, Stephanie Clark, and she was able to call and set things up with her so that we could view some of the properties the following day.
That evening we had a long sex session in the living room. I think we used every piece of furniture in the room and every position any of us could think of. I turned up the arousal for both of the girls pretty high, then basked in the glow of their horniness. For their part, neither could get enough attention from each other or from me. By this time I had figured out that if I can make the people around me horny enough, that would in turn make me horny, and if I stayed horny enough, I could continue to perform long after I would have been able to otherwise. At least that was what it looked like to me. That did not account for just how many times I could perform without a refractory period; I'd find out later that it was more complicated than I thought.
Before we were done, I had unloaded in each girls' mouth, in Susan's vagina, in Kit's ass, and in Susan's ass. Each of the girls had sucked on me and on each other. We all shared the sensations of everyone else as well as our own. It was no longer something that we were discovering, exactly, but something we were getting good at. Each of us knew how to pleasure the other two, and that's what we did. By the time we were done, we were all quite ready for bed and it did not take long for us all to be asleep once we got there.
The next morning, I was awakened with a warm mouth engulfing my cock. I opened my eyes to see Susan working to gently coax both me and my cock awake. It was loving and sensuous. I felt relaxed. I allowed her to do what she wanted to do without any input from me and she went on making gentle love to my cock for some time.
Kit was still asleep, though as my arousal built, she began to moan a little in her sleep. She moved around some as well, and it began to look like she was having a dream. Probably a wet dream. She had found the pillow I slept with beneath my thighs and was pressing herself against it. Certainly a wet dream.
Susan picked up the intensity of her efforts and I began to be a lot more goal directed, seeking release. As I built towards orgasm, Kit was having a hell of a dream and when I finally went over, she did as well. It was her orgasm that woke her up, actually. Well, that and my orgasm and the one Susan had just from the spillover of the other two. The resonance was so well established among us and we were so tuned to one another it was incredible. Talk about a delightful way to start the day.
We went out to breakfast and enjoyed the time together. We were supposed to meet the realtor, Stephanie Clark, at 11:00, so we had time to take our time. Which we did.
The first place we wanted to look at was about 20 minutes away, and when we arrived Stephanie was already there. The place was pretty secluded, lots of trees with a fair amount of land, and an impressive glass and stone entrance. As we looked around, there was lots of glass and stone everywhere else, too. Contemporary with good lines and an understated suggestion of elegance, the place had a great feel to it.
So did Stephanie. That is, she had good lines and a nice feel to her. She was warm and friendly, which is always nice, but she also had big tits showcased by a relatively tight top and a nice ass showcased by relatively tight slacks. Both of which were inviting as she stepped out of her car to meet us. Of course, I immediately began to set up the resonance with her, or more accurately to connect her with the resonance that the three of us already had in place. I mean, we had it going pretty much all the time anyway, and inviting Stephanie in was not particularly hard.
She had a nice smile, seemed self-confident, and walked right over to us. She put out her hand to me, and said, "Hi, I'm Stephanie."
I took her hand. "I'm John, and this is Susan and this is Kit."
"Hi Susan. Good to meet you. We spoke on the phone. Hi Kit, nice to meet you, too."
Sometimes when you are with a salesman, their warmth does not seem very genuine. Hell, I am in sales, really, and I know there are times when I am more genuine than others. I mean you got to do what you can, right? But when someone does feel genuine, you can feel it. Stephanie felt quite genuine, and was obviously excited to show us this place.
"I've shown this before. It is such an awesome place."
She went right to the door, unlocked it, and held the door open. I led the way, followed by the girls. The entryway was high ceilinged, open, and seemed to welcome one into the great room. And it was a great room, indeed. High ceilings again, lots of glass, and lots of room. Here, the elegance was not understated at all. Everything seemed to have been very carefully designed and chosen. There were contemporary furnishings that all worked together and the light in the room was perfect. One wall had a lot of the stonework found outside the house, with a large fireplace.
To be honest, I might have bought the place just based on what I had seen so far, but Stephanie was anxious for us to see the rest of the place, and swept us into one room after another, her own excitement a bit contagious. I'm sure she would have bought the place herself if she could afford it.
The kitchen was a masterpiece. There were seven bedrooms, each with private bathrooms. The bathrooms were every bit as elegant as the rest of the house. The master bedroom was huge, and the bath for that room was nearly opulent, but in impeccable taste. There was an office, a theater room, and an indoor pool. The pool was not huge, but it was quite inviting. There were plants all over, and the overall experience was like being in the jungle beside a pool. There was also a sauna and a hot tub off to one side. The air was moist and the plants were thriving.
It was easy to see why Stephanie was so excited, and not just because the commission for selling it would be so handsome. The place was breathtaking.
So much so that I had neglected to work on her arousal. When I did think to get started on that, I found that she was quite receptive to my efforts. Perhaps because she was already so excited, and perhaps because of the sexual energy the girls exuded, and perhaps because I was exuding a little myself, but she was definitely responding well to what I was doing.
Standing by the pool, an interesting, curved shaped affair, she spoke to Susan and said, "So, you are with John?"