Chapter 489

Blowjobs were great. Double blowjobs, whether it was your girlfriends or some other mix, were really great.

Triple blowjobs, something you would never have dreamed of actually experiencing before that summer, were almost overwhelming. Three mouths, three tongues, three sets of eyes.

Four was sexy but awkward.

You ended up on your back on Sabrina’s bed and the girls all spread out with their heads near your crotch, lying on their stomachs with their butts pointed up in the air and their feet kicking behind them in the air as they giggled and laughed and made sexy eyes at you. They were kissing all over your thighs and balls and cock shaft, but avoiding the head.

“Damn teases,” you sighed.

“Those are fighting words,” Sabrina said, dipping lower and sucking one of your balls between her lips.

“Yeah, I don’t think four naked chicks literally in bed with you is ‘teasing’ unless we don’t intend to do anything else,” Tasha smirked, then licked the side of your cock.

“Then again, we could be teases,” Becks said. “We could just stop touching his cock altogether and take care of each other.” She raised her eyebrows as she looked at Tasha, and the blonde grinned and then they came together in their first kiss. You groaned as you watched them shift from tentatively exploring to deepening into the same kind of kisses they shared with Gemma and Sabrina.

Gemma, still wearing her undone shirt and bra, was the one to take charge and raise up more onto her hands and knees, taking the head of your cock into her mouth. She chuckled around it as she watched your eyes dart from her, to Sabrina, to the two other girls making out.

Eventually, Becks and Tasha stopped kissing, both a little breathless from it and grinning goofily, and went back to blowing you. The girls shifted who took priority, each taking a turn being the main ‘sucker’ while the others played supporting roles, teasing your sack or kissing the sides of your shaft. They were all good at it, and the feel of all those lips and tongues was amazing, but your favourite parts were the transitions when one would decide it was her turn to her your cock in her mouth properly and she’d raise up and start kissing and licking until both were focused on pleasuring the head or your cock. The combination felt endless (mathematically there were only six different pairings, but it felt fucking endless) and each woman had a slightly different technique that had you slowly thrusting your hips, begging for more.

Gemma eventually slid up from her position more at your side, coming up to kiss your lips as she pressed her bra-clad tits to your side and chest. “Having fun, babe?” she asked quietly, her eyes reflecting her smile as she looked deep into yours from up close.

“Yes,” you said. “It’s amazing. Are you?”

She nodded with a little smirk, then pecked your lips again before sitting up. “Alright, cunts,” she said. “And I mean that in all the lovingly derogatory way it can be taken as. I think it’s about time we ramp this up for John. Everyone up.”

Gemma organised things for a game of ‘Who is on my Cock?’ You were blindfolded with your own tie and sat up near the head of the bed, a couple of pillows under you to prop you up at a comfortable angle.

“Alright,” Gemma said. “The obvious aim of the game is for us to have fun with you, John, however we want. Your goal is to guess successfully guess who’s sucking or fucking you ... Daddy.” You groaned, playing along with the joke, and they all chuckled. “If you guess correctly then you get to use your hands - if not, not touching! Do you agree to these terms?”