Chapter 9

Life is really GOOD!

But then my mind wanders to the thought, that if that is so, why am I trying to commit excruciatingly slow, highly erotic, exquisitely pleasurable suicide by having two beautiful females, that I have asked to share my life, FUCK me to death? But then I think, if I got to go, I just can't imagine a better way. hehehehehe!

Life is really, really good!

Having two beautiful women rub their wet, hot, naked bodies all over you can drive your body into a sensory overload. Both young and with soft, tight skin over toned muscle. One simply from age, the other from a regimen of workouts. Both of them are vibrant and passionate and both have legs and asses to die for. And both were so different, it was like night and day. It was like having two high performance automobiles at your call for the mood you are in. One dark sleek sportscar with power to burn, built for acceleration and speed, the thrill being the faster your heart beats, the more you press on the gas. The other a light smoothlined luxury sedan complete with all the bells and whistles, built for comfort and ride, able to attain remarkable speeds for extended periods in complete comfort.

Kalla was my sportscar, slim and sleek, her petite build and high energy kept your heart racing. Young and vibrant, her skin tones and features were darker than most from her asian/oriental heritage. Her long near black hair, falling straight down her back, and almost non-existant breasts gave her a streamlined effect. Her aureola and nipples grew to a hardness and size that amazed me, both puffing up and her nipples would extend to over an inch. It made her handling impressive and her chassis would respond to fingertip control. Her ass was rounded for a nice stance and her hips were wide enough that she could be manuvered and handled well. She was a Lamborgini in a world of Corvettes.

Stephanie was luxury at its finest. A little longer, 5' 6" instead of 4' 11", a little heavier, 120 pounds to Kalla's 90, but just as tight from spending hours in the gym and more running after two pre-teen boys. Her tits were full and firm and gave a man (or a woman) a generous handful with enough left over to tongue tease. And a good tongue buffing and a little fingertip control would have her engine warm and purring in short order. Her nipples were large and puffy from breast feeding and her aureola were extra large with bumps all over. Nice wide hips for a good grip and a generous ass that begged to be pinched and fondled. Her thighes and calves were muscled and full but had a smooth taper, a man might dream of being crushed between them. Her hair was naturally light and just long enough to fall on her back and her pubes had been light and sparse, but now was shaved revealing a pair of lips, that when aroused, were puffed and full and hung out in an open invitation to suck them up. Like being in a Mercedez as compared to a LTD.

The only problem with automobiles is the periodic maintenance required for proper operation. And right at this moment, my luxury sedan was ready for a road trip and was wanting lubrication of her lower chassis. OK ... OK, enough of the auto/female analogies. (I'll have to use that more often, any word that starts with 'anal' can't be all bad) Steph was ready for some action and I knew this because she was standing on the seat of the hot tub with her feet outside my hips and her hands on the back of my head pulling me forward. All I remember hearing her say was...

"SUCK!"

It's a dirty job ... but someone has to do it.

My first taste was tainted with the chlorine of the tub water, but just a little more and I got the taste of the musky, salty liquor I was after. Her hands pulled at the back of my head and my face was grinding into her pussy. My tongue wrapped itself around her clit and then trailed back down her split. Her slice was getting wetter and slicker by the second. My lips and tongue pulled at her pussy lips, sucking them into my mouth and pulling at them, stretching them and pulling more blood into them. I heard Steph moan as I sucked and released them, alternating to each side. My tongue found her hole and lapped around and I dipped my head a little further and poked it at her ass pucker, rimming around the crinkled edge several times. That is when I felt another tongue tangle with mine from the back.

Kalla had moved around behind Steph and was standing in the tub, supporting her from behind, and doing her own exploration. Her hands were gripping her breasts for a time but then moved down her body. I would roll my tongue around her clit two or three times and then tap the tip of it before sucking on those lips. Sucking hard enough to pull the blood into them and get them bloated and puffy, then licking the split between and tasting her sweet juices. The more I repeated the process, the wetter she got, and the wetter she got, the more often my tongue and Kalla's would meet in the middle.

Kalla kept rearranging our positions until she had slid me to the point that my butt was on the edge of the seat. My head was resting on the edge and my body was slumped to prone across the tub. She had moved Stephanie's right leg over to the first step outside the tub, and her left was on the tub bottom. This had two great effects, it opened that sweet pussy wide and it lowered it right on to my face. I kept curling my tongue around her stiff clit, flicking across it, making Steph's knees shake and quiver. Two fingers of my right hand were pumping in and out of her wet hot quim, my left hand had captured one of Kalla's nipples and I was trying to see just how long my rolling and squeezing could make it.

What happenned next came about so fast and spontanious. My lips were wrapped around Steph's engorged clit when Kalla stradled my legs and grabbed my dick, sliding the head back and forth between her slick cunt lips. She reached further down and rolled my nuts in her hand, which caused a groaning hum from me. I felt Steph's pussy contract on my fingers, almost shoving them out and her body start to shake. The view from below was fantastic, her stomach muscles were quivering, her head was thrown back and she was making a sound that could only mean she was in extreme pain or ultimate bliss. I had to wonder which since she had both her tits in a death grip and though I couldn't see her face, the muscles in her neck and arms were in a tense strain.

... then, ... IT happenned!

Steph's pussy contracted and gushed her cum fluid, which rather startled me in its intensity. My head came up and rammed into her crotch area which, in her shaken state, knocked her off balance and she fell onto my face. It caused me to again push up and move my body and Steph back in towards the tub. I reached to grab her, to break her fall, as did Kalla, Steph's weight drove Kalla back down and my hips rising literally spiked her onto my stiff dick in a half second, to the hilt.

I had always enterred Kalla slowly, or as slowly as I could because of her small size. But not this time, ... this time I went from tip to root so quickly that the sensation overwelved me and my nuts began to puke their babymakers deep inside my beautiful girl/woman. The hand that was gripping my nut sack squeezed me and the pain made me groan and convulse. My nuts felt as if they were trying to turn inside out to empty all of their precious load and Kalla's pussy contracted, tighttening on me so hard that it felt as if there was a blockage, then her body relaxed and it felt as if a flood of cum surged into her womb. I felt Kalla's body go slack and the next thing I can focus on is Steph calling my name.

"Wally! ... Wally? Are you alright? MUUU ... ther fucker, Kalla is passed out, help me get her out of the tub."

My knees were shaking and my whole body felt weak. I finally got out of the tub and managed to get Kalla up and in my arms. I carried her through the living room and into the bedroom, Steph turned down the bed and I put her between the sheets. Kalla was breathing normally, so I kissed her and hoisted Boo Boo up on the bed with her and returned to the porch to pick up and turn everything off, stopping on the way to make me a drink. I was putting the vodka back in the freezer when I felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around my middle, one hand going high to caress my chest and the other going low to stroke my dick.

"I hope there is some of that left." Steph blew in my ear.

"Some of what left?"

"Some of that sedative you gave Kalla, I would love to go to sleep like that one night."

"I make no promises..." I said as I felt myself start to harden again," but I will die trying."

I turned into Steph, relishing the feel of those beautiful tits in my chest. I brought her face to mine and found her lips, biting them and sucking them in mine. My tongue fought hers to get in her mouth and then sucked on hers, trying to claim it as mine. My hands were full of prime ass flesh, pulling her against me, making sure that my cock was soaking in her slit. I broke the clinch only to move us back out to the porch and the tub.

Steph stepped over and placed her hands on the rail, bending over and spreading her feet. Her tan line stood out like a beacon as I knelt behind her, my mouth going to her spread lips and my hands going to her cheeks. Two strong licks of very wet pussy was all I got before I felt the hands grabbing my hair and pulling my face up.

"I've had enough tongue, I want dick ... NOW!"

Okay! So, who am I to argue with a beautiful hot woman who knows what she wants. Standing behind her, I walked into a velvet furnace, my dick traveled the entire length until my nuts bounced. Her hand reached back and grabbed them so that when I would pulled back, she would squeeze them and pull me forward. My hands moved from her hips to those magnificent tits, finding those thick nipples and rolling them between my fingers.

I heard Steph groan as I pulled and kneaded her tits, felt her chute tighten on my dick. My hips would pull back and the I would feel her hand tighten on my nuts and I would slam forward. The slapping noise of our crotches coming together was growing quicker when I felt her cunt begin to spasm, just a grip and a quiver and then my nuts were being saturated in cum. What a wonderful feeling, the rush past my shaft and the splash on my nut sack, and the feeling of all that dripping.

"Oh my god ... fuck me, drive that dick, faster, FASTER, harder, oh pleeeeeezzzzz, HARDER!"

My back was beginning to burn, but the feeling of that slick channel, my dick going where only I had been was too much to stop. I felt Steph cum again, Milk them, Steph! AAArrggg ... gawd, I'm cummmmin'"

My nuts belched, then sent rope after rope of pure baby batter to her womb. I was spent, laying across her back and rolling in sweat. My breathing returned and I lifted my weight from her back. I watched as she brought her hands back to the rail and lifted herself slightly, pushing her back into me. She turned and threw her arms around me, her mouth seeking mine and kissed me. The kiss seeming to last forever, she finally broke it and hugged me tight.

"You do realize that you are going to have to take care of two women now, don't you?"

"UUUUUUUhhhhhh...", was all I could reply.

"Good answer." came from Steph.

I watched her walk stagger-like towards the back and shook my head to see if I could get a clear thought. I turned off the tub and the lights in the kitchen, swallowing the forgotten drink in about three gulps. I poked my head into the bedroom the boys were in to check on them, they were out and then moved to my bedroom. Steph had crawled into bed and appearred already asleep and Kalla had never moved. I went to the bathroom and jumped into the shower, the warm water cleansing and relaxing me. I separated the two women, climbing between them and dropping off into a deep sleep.

Peeling yourself away from one beautiful woman in the morning light is terrible, peeling yourself from between two was absolutely painful. It was bad enough having a piss-hard, but all that soft flesh and hands at sensitive spots, my dick was rock hard and my bladder felt like it was on fire. Taking care of the business at hand and throwing on a pair of shorts and t-shirt, I was off to the kitchen to start the coffee and something for breakfast. While Mr. Coffee was doing his thing, I threw some frozen bisquits in the oven and then stepped out to grab the morning paper.

As I stepped back up on the deck, Kalla greeted me with a kiss and a cup of coffee as Boo Boo rounded the door and down the stairs, his morning task looked to be as urgent as mine was.

"Good morning, hun. Did you sleep well?" I asked

"Sleep? Sleep? You knocked me unconcious with that damn big stick of yours and you ask me if I slept well."

She was acting angry, but the smile told me I was okay. About that time, the boys appearred with Steph hot on their heels, telling them to go home and get in some old shorts to go out with me. Both gave me a hug good morning and were gone down the steps and across the yard. Steph wrapped her arms around us both in a hug and kissed me.

"Wow! I could really get used to this."

"Well, you damn well better, 'cause this is a lifetime thing.", Steph shot back.

"Yeah, Mr. Big Stick, you better get used to it, we plan on being around for a long time taking care of you.", Kalla added as the two walked back inside.

Watching those two asses swish and sway, I wondered to myself how I had gotten so lucky and how long it would be before I fell over dead with a big smile on my face. Ohhhh ... but what a way to go.

The girls fried some sausage patties to go with the bisquits and the boys returned and ate. The girls were going to make a run at Sam's Club and the bakery while me and the boys ran the traps. I gave Paul the keys and told him to warm the boat up, my god ... I don't ever remember those two moving that fast. I got a hug and a kiss from each and out the door to catch up with the boys.

I let the boys take turns driving out, and we hit the the traps fairly quickly, we came in and stopped at the house to drop off ours and brought the rest down to Mr. Zerangue's. He was just finishing putting the motor back together and fired her up as we were getting there.

"Well, it sounds good. Is it pumping water like it should?" I asked him.

"Seems to be, I'm gonna' let it run awhile just to make sure. How did you do this morning?"

"Well, I took three boxes, and that leaves you eight, so I guess we did okay."

"Damn, Wal, you didn't need to run mine through again, but I sure appreciate it. How 'bout them hands you got there? They any good at helping?"

"Sure are, we whooped ass and took names out there this morning, they did great. You and Miss Marie are coming down this afternoon, aren't you?"

"We wouldn't miss it for the world. We'll be there, hell, you know Marie, she's in there cookin' up something sweet to take down now."

He was right about that, everytime they came, she would bring some kind of dessert, but just saying sweet was always the understatement. It would be sweet ... and rich and add an inch to your waistline just looking at it.

"Well, we are going to go gas the boat up and get on back to the house. The boys will start showing up soon and we are going to start the fires about 3:00, so anytime you all are ready, come on down."

With that, we eased off and down to the marina to fuel. The boys each got themselves some candy (hehehehe, Steph did NOT say anything about no sugar) and I bought a bunch of bubble gum for all the kids later. I'm sure that I will not hear the last of that later either. hehehehe! Jeeez ... I mean you're only a kid once, besides, I love a good piece of Double Bubble myself every now and then.

We got back to the house a little ahead of the ladies, and I had the boys wash down the boat while I moved the vehicles and straightened out the area underneath the house. When the girls got back, we sorted through the stuff that needed to be downstairs and got every thing else where it belonged. I loaded four ice chests in the back of the truck and Darren and I went to the ice house up the road to load them up. When we got back, Paul had finished the boat and had started opening up the chairs and tables.