Chapter 20

At some point, we all just collapsed, like someone had turned off our power switches. But the down time didn’t last long, maybe a couple hours. We had partied until dawn, the flurry of cocaine supplemented by rips from a comically large bong. I remembered skinny dipping. The vibes were all incredible. The most interesting thing was that Stephen and Juliet isolated themselves a bit. They were there, but they didn’t play with anyone else. Peter had Jess and Kelly stuck to him like glue. That left me in the still-enviable position of entertaining Kat and Rita all night. I detected just a touch of disappointment in Kat because Stephen hadn’t fucked her yet. It was obvious, to me at least, the time would come. When it fit his power play.

Somehow, a couple hours’ sleep seemed sufficient. Maybe that was because I woke up to feel Rita’s soft hair tickling my thighs as she bobbed up and down on my cock, feeling it get hard in her mouth.

“You have to see this,” she whispered, shifting her eyes to the right to indicate I should look behind her.

Apparently, I had fallen asleep sitting upright on one of the sofas. I regained my senses and saw Rita’s eager face licking my cock. Every time she did this, I couldn’t believe my good fortune. Then I looked where she had indicated to.

Across from us, Peter had his large hands covering a pair of tits as a lithe, sexy body humped up and down on his cock in the reverse cowgirl position. The pussy was stretched and wet from Peter’s girth, and I saw the blue infinity symbol tattoo adjacent to the pubic mound on one side. Then the JJ on the other. Kat had her head turned to the side, her mouth slurping on Stephen’s god-like phallus. Stuffed in two holes, Kat nevertheless moaned enthusiastically.

Rita pulled her mouth from my cock and kissed me urgently.

“Look how fucking hot that is,” she said. “Look how much she loves it.”

She turned around, and I grabbed her ass as she bent down and guided my cock inside her.

“Oh, god, John,” Rita cried. “Your dick completes me.”

She rode me slowly, mimicking Kat’s reverse cowgirl stance several feet away. I reached up and cupped her tits, which jutted out proudly as she arched her back. Her pussy felt molded to me while we fucked. Both of us intently watched Kat in her Hollywood threesome.

Stephen grunted and pulled out of Kat’s mouth.

“Cum all over me!” she exhorted, just as the first splash of sperm hit her face.

It was an impressive load. Kat’s face was dripping, and a couple more ropes landed on her chest. Cum dripped from her chin and off the bridge of her nose. She greedily cleaned off Stephen’s cock until he pulled away, ran a hand through his hair, and walked over to the coffee table covered in lines of coke. Peter continued to fuck Kat with purpose, cum trickling down her body. She had two powerful orgasms in short succession, then Peter growled loudly as he unleashed his seed inside her.

That spurred on Rita, who fucked me faster now. It was her way of demanding my cum. Once she came, I didn’t hold back and shot my load into her pussy. She let her body go limp against me, and I kissed her neck.

“Fuck, you are so fucking hot,” I said.

“I love you,” Rita said.

We noticed Kat staring at us, biting her lower lip. She wanted to do something naughty, and Rita seemed to know exactly what. She stood up, and Kat did the same. They walked toward each other and embraced in a long kiss in front of the table where Stephen had just finished snorting two lines.

Rita pressed her breasts against Kat’s cum-covered chest and licked a few wayward strands off her lips.

“I’m becoming such a cumslut,” Rita said.

Kat merely sighed in response. Wordlessly but instinctively, they held hands and maneuvered themselves into a sixty-nine position. And then, they proceeded to put on the most erotic show for the three men in the room. Their pussies were beautifully smooth, which allowed us to see just how swollen and freshly fucked they looked. Rita’s tongue was especially urgent, almost trying to suck the cum out of Kat’s cunt. Their bodies glided together, aided by the slippery cum on Kat’s chest. Peter watched them enthusiastically while he prepped and snorted more cocaine next to Stephen. I decided to join them. There was no question it would be that kind of day.

About ten minutes into their pussy-licking extravaganza, Rita came. That set off a ping-pong match of orgasms, with Kat cumming next, then Rita again, then Kat. The girls began to rim one another, too, while their fingers played sweet, sexual music on their clits. I noticed a familiar change in Rita’s breathing, and I knew it was cumming. Kat didn’t. When Rita squirted, it covered Kat like a showerhead. Rita’s pleasured screams bounced off the walls. Peter, in particular, whooped and cheered them on.

“There is no limit to these sluts,” Peter said approvingly.

“What naughty business is going on here?” Jess said as she emerged from one of the bedrooms and strolled into the great room.

Her nipples and neck were covered in hickeys. At some point in the pool, Peter had decided he wanted to mark Jess. Over and over again, he tried to leave hickeys on her but kept deciding they weren’t prominent enough. Now, the morning after, she looked like a mess – in a really wonderful way. She sauntered to the coffee table and kissed Peter good morning before she railed two lines of coke. She approached me next and sat in my lap.

“I’m a little jealous,” she said. “They’re so sexy. I just want to dive in, but I don’t know where my tongue wants to go first.”

I made the brief, passive observation that Rita’s ass happened to be sticking up and unoccupied.

“I really wish I had my strap-on,” Jess said, but she stood up.

She kneeled behind Rita and lowered her face into her ass and began eating her with earnest desire. I was riveted. This was the first time I had seen my girlfriends tangled together in an erotic heap. My cock was raging again. Rita’s orgasms skyrocketed to another level once Jess began rimming her, pushing her to squirt like a geyser once more. Kat stuck her face out from between Rita’s thighs. It had been soaked by her lover, and Jess began making out with her with fantastic urgency. Rita untangled herself, and the girls maneuvered themselves into a circle for a three-way kiss.

For all my excitement – and I could remember few things that ever had made me so excited or aroused – it wasn’t shared by the room. Peter was scrolling through his phone. Stephen had disappeared without me noticing.

I started to stroke my cock, and the girls noticed. They moved, now kneeling in front of me, continuing their three-way makeout session.

“Cum on us, daddy,” Kat urged me.

“Paint your sluts,” Rita demanded.

“Make us your whores,” Jess said.

They took turns sucking my balls in between lurid, passionate kisses among the three of them. I didn’t hold back, and it didn’t take me long to cum. I was too wound up. I unleashed an arcing load of sperm across their faces, trying to turn my hips so each shot hit a different girl. They begged and made out as the cum hit them. Rita cleaned my cock before going back to kissing the others. In a flash, there wasn’t a string of cum left. It had all gone into their stomachs. They sat there grinning at me.

“Jesus,” I said, breathing hard.

We looked around the room. Peter had gone now, too. It was just us.

“Where did everybody go?” Kat asked.

“My pussy is on fire,” Jess declared.

Rita sat on my lap and kissed me.

“We should go for a swim,” she suggested.

For the next couple hours, we smoked weed from the bong and enjoyed the pool. The weekend definitely had turned out more disjointed than we expected. But it was beautiful on the ranch, and I loved every moment with my girls. What could we complain about?

Around lunch time, Kelly joined us. She looked like she had just woken up, and she confirmed that suspicion when she sat down next to me while the girls frolicked in the pool.

“Got them all to yourself, huh, stud?” she said playfully.

“I’m not sure where everybody else went,” I said.

“Peter is napping,” Kelly said. “Stephen is up to his balls in Juliet. They are so sexy to watch together. The star power is off the charts.”

I felt a pang of jealousy. I wanted Juliet alone for a little while. I had been under the impression, self-created I now thought, that it would happen this weekend.

“Don’t be jealous,” Kelly warned. “I told you that yesterday.”

“Oh, I’m not,” I said. “What do I have to be jealous of? Look at this.” I let my hand pass across the whole scene. Kat and Rita laughed as Jess splashed them.

“You’ll be able to play with Juliet tonight,” Kelly said, as if reading my mind. “I think Peter and Stephen have some plans for Jess, Kat, and me.”

“Oh?” I said, peering at her over my sunglasses.

“Well, you could watch us instead of playing with Juliet,” she said. “But Rita might be upset with you. I saw the way she was looking at her yesterday. She wants to play, too.”

“Rita has become very interested in girls,” I said.

“And, in some ways, Juliet is the most interesting girl for her here,” Kelly noted. “You three will have fun tonight.”

“How can you be so sure?” I asked.

“Like I’ve tried to tell you, I know Stephen,” she said. “Tonight you might see him indulge a dark side of himself because Jess is so submissive. And Kat craves being submissive to him.”

“How dark?” I pushed.

“Oh, nothing to worry about,” Kelly said breezily. “A little bondage. Some toys.”

I nodded my head.

“Coke?” Kelly asked.

“Sure,” I said.

“Be right back,” she said.

When she left, Rita climbed out of the pool in an erotic scene reminiscent of Ursula Andress. Only hotter. She toweled herself off and walked toward me slowly, her hips swaying in an exaggerated manner. Her tits stood up so proudly, nipples erect from the cool water.

“I want a line,” she said as she sat down on the lounge chair next to mine, making an unnecessary effort to show off her ass as she did so.

“Kelly is getting some,” I said. “She’ll be right back.”

“I need my holes filled,” she said. Rita normally wasn’t so crass. She was extremely horny. “I don’t know what it is about this weekend. I feel like I’m on fire and can’t be satisfied.”

“What are you saying?” I asked.

“I want you in my ass,” she said. “I want you to fill every hole.”

“Do you want Stephen to help?” I asked.