My Second Chance
Copyright© 2019 by Ronin74
Epilogue
In the morning, I am awoken by a blowjob, but this time, it is different. Moira is lying on top of me and Dahlia is between our legs. When Moira wakes up, she squeals and scoots off of me. With Moira standing beside the bed, Dahlia looks up at her and says, “I can taste you on him. You taste good.”
Moira stares, not knowing what to think. I tell her, “It’s OK. She isn’t doing anything to you. You were going to see this eventually.”
“Ya, I just never thought it would be while she licks my juices off of you.”
Dahlia asks, “It is my turn to wake you up. Does that mean I can do it anyway I want?”
“Within reason.”
She then straddles my hips and impales herself on my dick. Moira stairs transfixed. I doubt she realizes her hand slowly wonders to her groin. Dahlia pays Moira no heed as she rides me for all she is worth. I can’t decide whether to watch Dahlia as she rides me with all the energy she can muster or Moira as she puts on a show playing with herself. One of the advantages of having a split-brain is I don’t have to choose. I split my vision and watch them both. Even with the expenditures from yesterday, I don’t last long. The girls have me over the edge in no time.
My head is spinning with all that has happened. In less than 36 hours, all four of my girls confessed their love. I popped all their cherries and had sex six times.
When Dahlia collapses onto me, I tell Moira, “We don’t have time for any more fooling around. Go, have a shower. I only stay holding Dahlia for a few more minutes, then I crawl out from under her and take a shower.
I am almost finished when the shower door opens and in walks Dahlia. She has a devilish grin, and the first thing she reaches for is my cock. I block her hand before it gets there and tell her, “We have no time for that. I’m almost finished, then you need to clean up and find Moira a dress to wear to church.
She pouts and asks, “Are you sure?”
“Sure enough, if you try anything more, I will cut you off for a week.”
“Yes, Master.”
She shivers, and I question if I should have worded it like that. I think I just turned her on even more.