Chapter 500

It started with your girlfriends and Maeve pushing you onto the couch. Amanda wasn’t exactly acting shy, but she was obviously the least casual as the sexual activity was getting started. Gemma had pulled your briefs down your legs and Sabrina relieved them from your ankles as you sat on the edge of the couch cushion. Maeve gave you one last considering look before she slipped down to her knees in front of you.

She bit the inside of her lip lightly, her eyes bouncing from your cock to your face. You were very erect already, so there wasn’t some big need for you to get a blowjob if the curly-haired woman wanted to just hop on, but Maeve was clearly intending to experience everything she could from the unique situation.

“Maeve,” you said, deciding to fall back on your tried-and-true of letting the women you were with know what you were thinking, and being as blunt as possible with her in particular. “Just the thought of seeing your mouth on my cock is teasing me.”

She smirked a little, clearly getting a bit of pleasure out of the compliments and the slight surrender of power to her. You had the feeling that, if you tried to take charge with her, she might go along with it but it wouldn’t be as good as it could be. If you gave her the freedom, and encouragement, to get what she wanted you were all going to have a better time.

“You have a very attractive cock,” she said, reaching forward and wrapping one hand around the base and slowly stroking it. “And I approve of your grooming habits. Can I assume that’s thanks to you?” She looked at Sabrina, who had gone to her knees outside yours as she grinned and watched. Gemma, meanwhile, had closed with Amanda and they were starting to gently kiss and whisper together while still standing in the middle of the room.

“He wasn’t exactly a mess when we first got together, but we’ve definitely helped along the way,” Sabrina grinned a little.

Maeve responded by leaning in and slowly, almost agonisingly so, letting her tongue press against your ballsack and then slowly swirling it around the swell of one ball before sliding up to the base of your cock. She stayed there, pressing her tongue around the root like she was trying to make sure there wasn’t anything hidden between your cock and your pelvis, before finally moving back down to tease your other ball.

“I’ve always found testicles to be so interesting,” Maeve said. “The most vulnerable part of a man, the starting point of their part of procreation, just dangling there. One of the most painful points if abused, but not a heightened erogenous spot like the glans of the penis.”

“His cock, hon,” Sabrina said with a little smirk. “When it’s in, on or around you, John has a cock. A perfect-sized cock.”

“That’s fair,” Maeve smirked right back. “But still, it might be strange but I just find testicles to be ... interesting.” She dipped back down, pressing her lips to your balls and gently sucking one into her mouth, massaging it with her tongue and lips. The feeling made you groan, your cock bobbing slightly as your muscles clenched and flexed in your pelvis.

“God, Maeve,” you groaned.

She let your testicle slurp out from between her lips and looked at you with a pleased little smile. “You like having your balls played with, John?” she asked. “Having them in my slutty little British mouth?”

“Yes, I do,” you breathed out.

She started suckling on the other one, a playful little smile in her eyes.

Gemma and Amanda were moving. Your girlfriend had taken the extremely busty woman’s hand and led her to the couch on the far end from you, turning the brunette and then pushing her down lightly to sit. Amanda glanced over at you, Sabrina and Maeve but Gemma pulled her attention back as she got up on the couch as well, straddling Amanda’s lap on her knees and taking Amanda’s chin in between her thumb and forefinger, tilting it up so Gemma could kiss her again in another devouring, soul-sucking kiss. The kiss itself was hot as fuck, but the moment before the kiss with Amanda looking up into Gemma’s eyes and looking like she’d surrender to anything your silvery-blonde girlfriend wanted was fucking gorgeous.

“Alright,” Sabrina said, patting Maeve’s arm. “You keep working John, I’m gonna get started on you. Scoot your butt up a bit.”

Maeve pulled her lips from your balls and sat up a little higher on her knees as Sabrina shuffled around, and then there was some ducking and shifting and Sabrina ended up on her back on the floor as Maeve slowly sat down on her face. Maeve was holding your cock with one hand, her other on your thigh keeping her steady, and you got to watch as Sabrina must have gotten to work. Maeve’s eyelids fluttered and she breathed in, making her chest swell and her tits rise. Her breasts were, frankly, very nice. Not as big as Gemma’s but still plump and full, they were capped with cute peachy-brown silver dollar areolas and stubby nipples with those silver hoop piercings surrounding them. She let out her breath, her lips parting seductively, and you sat up more and brought your hands to her breasts to tease the undersides and thumb over her nipples. You’d felt them at the restaurant through her dress, but nude was always better and the skin-on-skin contact had a delicious warmth to it.

Gemma and Amanda were making out now, Gemma’s bra-clad breasts resting on top of Amanda’s. Your girlfriend had one hand down between them, either teasing herself or the busty girl, and Amanda had both her hands on Gemma’s ass massaging her tanned cheeks.

“Kiss me?” Maeve asked you, and you leaned in and kissed her black-painted lips again. Once more you found yourself needing to resist the urge to run your fingers through her curly hair, wanting to pull it further to the side and grip it like you would for Sabrina or Gemma but remembering Maeve’s dislikes. The kiss itself had that same intensity, but her guard was still up. It lingered though, your movements slowing into something more mellow as you caressed her breasts until finally, she put a hand on your chest and softly pushed you away.

Maeve tilted your cock more towards her and took the top third of it in her mouth, her lips stretching slightly over the width as she looked up into your eyes through her glasses, judging your reaction to her starting to suck you off. Your response was to start massaging her tits a little more firmly and groan in appreciation before closing your eyes and pointing your face to the ceiling as you absorbed her sexual gift. You could feel her grin or smirk around your cock as she began a languid sucking, and soon she pushed your chest again to get you to lean back. This made you let go of her breasts, but it was what she wanted, and you soon realised it was because she wanted to settle into her current position as she sinuously writhed her body while she rode Sabrina’s tongue, her hips to her lips seeming to move as one as she worked up and down your cock.

You locked eyes with her and didn’t look away, and neither did she. You both softly moaned and grunted as your only other form of communication, and while she wasn’t driving you towards an orgasm, or trying to deepthroat you or anything like that, you finally found a new layer of connection with her. Maybe it was understanding, or comfortability, or something else entirely that was more important and true for her than it was for you, but that connection formed.

“Mmmf,” Gemma hummed, pulling away from Amanda and standing up entirely. She rolled her neck and grinned a little as she looked down at the busty brunette. “Fuck, you’re a good kisser, but I’m getting too horny for just kisses. Maeve, get that fine ass over here - I want you to eat me, and ‘Manda needs her chance to kick things off with John.”

Maeve slowly pulled her lips from your cock, grazing her teeth lightly over the head and making you groan a little, before releasing her hand from the base. “Sit down next to him,” she said, nodding to the centre seat, but before she could say anything else she moaned as her eyes closed and her brow furrowed, her hands slipping down to Sabrina’s hair as your other girlfriend did something with her cunnilingus.

“Come on, sexy,” Gemma said, offering a hand to Amanda. The curvy girl took it and accepted the help to stand up. Then Gemma unceremoniously shucked off her panties, leaving her in just her bra, as Maeve dismounted from straddling Sabrina’s face. There was some brief chaos as Gemma flopped onto the couch next to you, leaning in to kiss you as you both grinned. She spread her legs, her pretty pussy bared for Maeve to crawl right up to and the gothy girl teasingly bit Gemma’s thigh before using a similar technique she’d used with you and taking things super slow with a teasing series of licks. Sabrina, hopping up, urged Amanda to go to you and then decided she wanted some attention as well - since she was already naked, she hopped up to stand on the couch and lifted a leg over Gemma to put her pussy right at her girlfriend’s face. Gemma rolled her eyes with a smirk but happily reached up and grabbed Sabrina’s little booty and pulled her in tight to start eating her out while getting her own pussy licked.

Amanda, meanwhile, had hesitated with a look of indecision on her face as she stood close in front of you.

“Come here,” you said, reaching out a hand to her which she took. “I want a bit of what you were giving Gemma, beautiful.”

Amanda smiled and got up on the couch on her knees, her legs outside yours, and sat on your lap and then slid her pelvis forward until your cock was pressed between her lingerie-covered mound and your stomach. You both moaned a little in harmony and then chuckled. Without even pushing close her big tits were pressed to your torso.

“Ever been with someone like me?” she asked, her confidence slowly growing. She was still holding one of your hands and raised her other to brush her fingers along your collarbone.

“You mean a super cute, sexy, intelligent woman?” you asked with a little grin. “You were just making out with one of my girlfriends, you tell me.”

She laughed, and Sabrina reached over from where she was standing next to you and ruffled your hair. Amanda shook her head. “I meant someone as endowed as I am,” she said.

“No,” you said. “Not like you, Amanda. I only know one person who even gets close and she’s a lesbian.”

“Good,” she said with a sly grin. “Then I think I should unleash the girls so you can get what every guy who looks at me starts fantasising about-”

She started to pull the shoulder straps of her one-piece grey lingerie from her shoulders but you stopped her, taking both her hands in yours. “Hold on,” you said. “Unwrapping beautiful things is all about anticipation. And I want that kiss first.” You let go of her hands and gently slid your fingers into her hair on either side of her head, pulling her towards you until your lips met. Her breasts had to firmly press against you as they were squished between your bodies, but she didn’t seem to mind as after the first few moments of the kiss she moaned lightly and pressed a little closer.

You made out - there was nothing else to really call it. Amanda’s hands drifted, rubbing your biceps, shoulders and jaw before sliding into your hair. Yours eventually slid from her scalp to tease a thumb over her cheek, then lower as your fingers ran over the outer cleavage of her breasts. They were warm and so fucking soft and pliable. Then your fingers went further down, stroking her sides over the covered and bare portions of skin until you reached her generous hips and finally her thighs. That was when she reached down and grabbed your hands without ever breaking your liplock, pulling your hands back to her ass.

Amanda’s ass was surprisingly firm - you’d seen it generally in her clothes but hadn’t really gotten a look at it in the lingerie and you realised it was a bit of a bubble butt, muscled and perky under a thin veneer or her thickness. You grabbed those cheeks and let your fingers dig into them firmly, massaging them and spreading them, and then pulling her closer to you. That started her dry-humping on your cock.

“Switch,” Sabrina called from beside you, and there was movement but you were too busy locked in with Amanda to know what the others were doing.

It took another few minutes for you and your current partner to finally pull your lips from each other, gasping for breath as she continued to hump her pelvis at you so firmly that you could feel the slickness of her pussy soaking through the gusset of her lingerie as her lips ground against the hardness of your cock. Amanda’s eyes were wide, and her pupils a little dilated as she met your gaze.

“God, you’re pretty,” you said with a slightly lightheaded smile.

She laughed in delight and leaned in to kiss you again, and when she pulled away you got a glance over at the others. Maeve was now sitting next to you instead of Gemma, and her legs were spread wide as both your girlfriends had their faces crammed together between her thighs as they tag-teamed eating her out. You reached over and gently grabbed Maeve’s closer tit, twisting her nipple lightly by the piercing and making her grunt in surprise and look over at you with a glimmer in her eyes. Maeve’s tits really were delightful, you just had another mountain to climb at the moment and you let go to refocus on Amanda.

“Ready to unwrap them?” the girl on your lap asked.

You ducked your head and kissed her cleavage, and she laughed again and put her hands on your head, pulling you firmer into it until you were practically being smothered. When you lifted away you stole another quick kiss from her, then reached up and pulled the shoulder strap down on just one side. This let you slowly peel the thin grey breast cup of the lingerie down, revealing her breast inch-by-inch. Her areolas were large to match the size of her tits, maybe the size of your palm, and as you revealed her nipple you found it was almost just a dot, barely a little bump in the centre of the areola. You quickly ducked down and wrapped your lips around it and tongued it firmly, but while you felt it stiffen and swell a little it remained fairly small.

Amanda hummed a little moan as you sucked on her tit, and she lowered the other side of her garment and pushed it down until it was hanging at her waist. “Do the other other,” she whispered, her fingers massaging your scalp but not pulling you to where she wanted. You decided to follow her request and kissed your way across her expanse of breast until you reached her other nipple, giving it the same sloppy sucking treatment. Eventually, you fell back from her, just wanting to get a look at them in all her glory. They were big. It was hard to really get a sense of how big even in just a thin piece of lingerie because that had given her some extra lift. Each breast was easily bigger than your head and even pressed into a straight line of cleavage down the centre of her chest they hung out to either side of her body and halfway down to her belly button. “Fuck,” you said, shaking your head as you softly ran your hands along her underboob and felt the delicate, soft skin, lifting them just a little. “How uncomfortable are they on a daily basis, ‘cause they’re amazing but I know Gemma has complaints about hers...”