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Coming to his knees, he places a finger in
each of their wet holes. His wife has a short line of hair and Kate
is bare shaven. Their juices roll down his fingers to stain his
shirt cuffs. The feeling of their tight pussies under his fingers,
barely taking two each, sends a surge of pleasure through his
body.

"I want you!" he groans, not sure who he is
speaking to.

Taking Laura by the hips, he takes her to
the bed then grabs Kate to place down on top of her. The two woman
are face to face and all it takes is a gentle push. Soon their lips
are locked and they are moaning and groaning in a way that brings
hardness where things were already painfully hard.

"Women!" he rejoices.

Out comes his manhood; it visits his wife's
hole first, but stays only shortly. Into the next - out of it to
the other - again in the lover's - back to the wife's. In, out, in,
out until it is glistening wet.

"Perfect."

Neither woman hears him. They are too busy
exploring something which for both of them is a first: A woman's
body is a beautiful thing to look at, but even more wonderful when
touched. They know each other intimately without having experienced
the other before. Licking, sucking, kissing, and playing, fingers,
hands and skin are pressed, used and enjoyed to create arousal. The
first to let go is Kate, who has always had a hair trigger, but
Laura is not far behind.

"Good. So good," Harry moans.

Getting them up, now in full command of the
show, he places them over top of each other's womanhoods.

"Lick."

No encouraging is needed. Tongues are
applied. The groaning that ensues is rich and lusty. Harry comes
around back and pokes at Laura's rear.

"In there tonight, honey?"

Harry says nothing. He enters. She cries
out.

"Yes. That gorgeous ass!"

Slapping his wife's butt, he rides her
fully, his hand in her hair and pressing the woman's head down into
his lover's pussy.

"Oh, that's good," he groans.

Not long after things are starting to tense
up downstairs. Harry realizes his time is short and gets the two
woman to lie side by side. They barely pay him any heed until his
moaning reaches a climax that signifies his climax.

"Ahhhhh!"

Juices pour down on their breasts, stomachs
and faces. They wither in it.

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Again and again it falls. So much that
everyone in the room is shocked by it.

"Ahhhh..." A relaxed groan.

Falling to the bed, he lies beside his wife.
There is silence in the room, not oppressive, but strong, speaking
of things not said.

"You aren't allowed to sleep with her
without me," Laura whispers in his ear.

He makes to answer, but Kate is quicker.

"I won't let him," she says. "He will never
cheat on us again."

They roll into each other. Harry stares on
as his wife and lover keep the action going. Should he worry about
where this is going?

Two hands, both different, both of women
that he loves, reach around and grasp his manhood. Reassurance.
Love. Commitment. A new beginning. That is what is said in that
touch.

"Ladies..."

They glance over at him. Harry is hard
again. It is a good night for everyone.

Miami Beach Babes

(A Drunken Drug Fueled Threesome)

Where the hell do they grow girls like
this?

I'm on my ass staring up at what might be
the hottest body on a blond I've ever seen.

“Kim...” I murmur her name as if to ensure
it and she are real.

The woman struts in front of me on heels too
high for walking with a look of liquored up highness that can only
be bought on by the best cocaine mixed with the very best
champagne. I can just catch the scent of the latter on her breath
as she turns to me and claps one hand against her sexy thigh,
pointing and laughing.

“You could at least help me up.”

Jenny is the other woman. She calls out from
the kitchen, “What? Baby can't get up by himself?”

I figure that Jenny is the bad cop and Kim
the good one. However, Kim was the one to push me over, so I think
naughty cop
and
way, way more naughty cop
might be a
better description.

My hands rustle on the perfectly polished
wooden flooring and help me lurch to my feet. I have to steady
myself against the firm support of the lamp fitting on the wall
near the bay window which has a good view of the beach where I
picked these two lovely specimens of Miami's finest.

Kim takes a hand and places it against my
cock.

“He's not baked yet,” the woman calls.

Jenny cackles something about penis pills
and goes back to raiding my fridge.

I glance down at Kim's
MASSIVE
(and, yes, the word deserves those capitals)
tits. They are bigger than my head.
Man, I'd love to do a
line of coke off those titties if the owner wasn't too wasted to
hold still
is what I am thinking as I take a
good long look at the perfect skin, exceptional curvature and
outrageous size of her breasts. She smirks and blows me a kiss. As
one might imagine, everyone has sex on the brain right
now.

For a moment or two I bask in the heat
coming from the window to my right and then head over to bed to
watch Kim and Jenny are opening yet another bottle of chilled
expensive champagne.

These two are definitely part of some of the
finest 'ladies' that Miami has produce yet, I assure you. I know
this because it's only two o'clock in the afternoon and both of
them are stumbling about my penthouse bedroom like sailors 10
minutes after leaving the closest titty bar to their ship on their
first outing in 10 months since leaving port.

“Over here,” I urge.

They don't make a move towards me, so I try
again – this time with a large amount of hand gestures and waving
motions to catch their, often, wandering attention. Their heels
clack with uneven timing on the polished wooden floor when they
eventually decide to simper over my way.

Based on the sultry Texan tones of her
accent my new friend Kim is from out of town. She's a little
strange as the woman, no matter what I try, from stern faces to
comical ones, cannot seem to stop laughing. That's fine though as
she's the personification of the bleached super blond who hasn't
turned to abusing peroxide too much and stands 5ft nothing with the
biggest all natural boobs you've ever seen.

To put that statement into perspective, as
these can't go without a decent description, Kim's breasts are so
insanely big that her ultra tiny bikini top (that's all she's
wearing) looks like one of the rubber bands from my work desk in
the corner. It's like someone took a perfectly respectable swath of
colorful material, shrunk it several times and then shaped it into
something that barely hides her nipples with how erect they are
right now.

Kim laughs loudly and leaps onto the bed.
Her bikini loses traction on the lightly sweating expanse of her
skin and falls down to be lost in the lower grove of her breasts.
She lands with a big thump on the mattress and bounces back to
crawl up my legs to fumble around between them.

“I found the di---ck---” she slurs.

The other woman pops down on the side of the
bed with the newly opened bottle of champagne in hand. Kim is here
visiting the small woman. She has tiny tits that are hidden by her
long brown curly hair and a fat, fat,
gorgeous
ass, which a certain singer known for her
wide rear might find envy in, and is built in that way that only
women who are both beautiful and muscular can achieve.

I look from one to the other and can't help
but grin. To say that I'm in for a treat today would be underrating
how awesome this situation is.

The brunette takes a long and full slurp and
pours the dregs in the bottom of the bottle all over my chest. It's
cool and wet and slides down the sides of my body.

“I flavored you.”

Kim starts laughing again and they both join
in the middle to lick off the sticky champagne.

“Did I say I found the dick?” Kim asks.

“I think you did.”

“What should I do with it? Miami guys
probably like all kinds of wild stuff.”

They are ignoring me. With the way Kim is
pumping on my cock, I don't mind if they do.

“What do you do back home?”

“Well... first...”

Kim grabs Jenny and pulls her down beside
her. The two women nestle against my leg.

“We run our hands up and down it to make
sure the digger is nice and hard for the digging.”

Jenny snorts. “They actually say that?”

“It's an agricultural thing,” Kim confirms
sagely.

My mind throws up an image of sunny, warm
fields and lines of different types of produce being grown on
multiple farms. Somewhere someone grew those huge tits of Kim's.
They are so soft against my leg that they would make a better
cushion to sleep on than my pillow, which is very expensive and
supposed to help fix my neck when it plays up (Yes, even the rich
have problems like that.)

They both slide down the smooth maroon
sheets to line themselves up on either side of my cock and give it
a loving tug – one hand around the base and the other around the
tip with room to spare because their hands are so small.
“He's big,” Kim notes.

Jenny smirks. “I've seen bigger.”

“Oh my, I really do have such slutty
friends,” Kim teases.

The woman leans forward and runs the tip of
her index finger around and around on the dripping wet flesh
underneath my foreskin and purrs, “She didn't mean what she said,
Mr. Dick.”

I shake my head. Now I'm a dick with a man's
body attached? Somehow the role is kind of hot.

“If you love him so much you better give him
a taste then.”

Kim is quick to agree. “Definitely.”

For all the words they used getting to the
event, neither seems keen to let the other have her wicked way with
my cock. I watch them slowly draw out their gorgeous pink tongues
and tease the edges of my shaft on either side with the tips. I can
firmly say from the angle than I'm staring down at them that I have
yet to see two healthier throats: Pink, wonderfully wet and
oh-so-ready.

The instant that their greedy tongues touch
they start lapping up either side like it's a race to see who can
take me to heaven first.

“SHHHHHIIIII----!” I cry out.

It's like a fairy broke in through the
window, shoulder first and hard enough to crack the glass, and
liberally spread star dust all over the tip of my cock. The way
they are suckling the sides and rolling their tongues against the
flesh provides me with some very special sensations.

Jenny soon has her middle finger and thumb
compressed so hard around base of my knob that each stroke down –
her little pink tongue doing faint circles on the exposed pink of
the flesh underneath my foreskin – almost feels like a very tight
pussy is working away at the first inch or two.

“You are going to become big and fat for me,
aren't you, Mr. Dick,” Kim insists to my cock.

Her hands smooth the sides of the shaft,
drawing the skin up with each stroke and letting it fold back down
from the frustrating pleasure she is creating with the movement.
They lovingly wrap around it to squeeze firmly and jerk with
both.

I throw my head back, cry for merciful
release and grab the headboard – one hand either side and with a
grip that nearly breaks the strong wood under my fingers.

Jenny comes into view with a big smile on
her face. She still hasn't stopped rimming the base of my knob with
her fingers.

“You think we are going to let you cum?” she
asks. “That's pretty optimistic of you.”

It's delivered with a smile that says
You
aren't getting off easy today, tiger.

I moan. I never would have thought that
these girls were the type to want to torture a man, but they seem
bent on doing it regardless of their appearance.

I tear at the bed sheets as each of them
works in sync to bring even more of the sharp pleasure that is
rippling through my entire body to the point where I feel like I
might catch fire with the friction of their wicked attentions.

“Holy Fuuuuuu---”

Jenny pulls off and I'm left with Kim and
her two hands pressed into a prayer position wildly thrashing away
at my cock.

“Don't you cum,” the brunette reminds.

She slaps me across the face to bring me
back to my senses and goes back down to slurp on the tip with long
filthy strokes that fill the room with the kind of noises one might
expect to find in a porno rather than a quick bedroom scene in the
wildness that has been my sex life.

I watch them with wide eyes. I NEVER would
have thought it with how high and drunk these Miami beach babes
are, but they are like two snakes under the control of an
experienced charmer. Their thick, curvey bodies sway across the bed
as the move into position to do bad things to me – each movement
charming the charmer as well in a dance that will end with
something special.

“I'm going first.”

My eyes flicker open. How long was I lost in
that hot good feeling?

Kim comes forward, kisses me once with a
wink and tells me that she's going to be “first to dance with Mr.
Dicky.”

The woman slides down on to the tip of my
now overly fattened and very moist cock. My eyes are on her
gorgeous pussy. There's not a single hair on it and she's been
gifted with a perfectly prim pair of pussy lips that are glistening
wet and ultra smooth on my cock as she presses down it before
consuming it all in one swift movement.

“Mr. Dick is big,” she whispers.

It's an expression of awe that is only
ruined when she follows it up with a long hard laughing session
that gets so loud that there can be no doubt that this woman is
high as a kite.

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