The Getaway: Kristen Bell Returns

[DarkSwordsman]

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Part One

Starring: Kristen Bell, Mila Kunis and Jameela Jamil

January, 2024

OK, so where to start with Kristen Bell?  She’s been a regular of mine for about a year now and I think it would be fair to say that we’ve experimented a lot over the past twelve months.  A natural submissive with a very open mind, Kristen has always been eager to try new things and further explore her subservient fantasies. 

A kink she particularly enjoys is cuckolding her husband.  I’m not sure what their dynamic is at home and he hasn’t been involved in any of our sessions (either remotely or in person), but his name pops up a lot in our various roleplays with plenty of reference to his supposed bedroom deficiencies.  ‘Fuck, you’re so much bigger than my husband’.  ‘My husband hasn’t made me cum like that in years’.  So on and so forth.

Honestly, I haven’t even met the guy yet and I feel like he plays as big a role in his wife and my sessions as Kristen and I do.  So it didn’t exactly come as a surprise when Kristen called me up one day, expressing an interest in expanding on her cuckold fantasies and taking them to the next level. 

Now, anyone who’s read my story with Alexandra Daddario will know that I have experience in this area, and despite my initial reluctance, it turned out to be something that I quite enjoyed.  I mean, I’d probably enjoy fucking Alexandra Daddario if my family had just been slaughtered but that’s beside the point. 

I wasn’t sure if I was ready for him to be physically present yet, but if Kristen wished to engage in another video call situation then I was more than happy to do that.  And as it turned out, I needn’t have worried ‘cause Kristen didn’t want her husband to be present.  In fact, she didn’t want him involved at all.  Needless to say, I was a little confused and in need of some clarification. 

“I don’t want you to cuck my husband,” Kristen explained.  “I want you to cuck me.”

“Erm…OK,” I replied, still confused.  “And how do you want me to do that exactly?”

Kristen laughed.  “Well, how do you think, silly?  You tie me up, like you always do, but instead of me, you fuck one of my friends.”

“In front of you?”

“Well, of course in front of me,” Kristen replied.  I could almost hear her rolling her eyes.  I’ll admit I was a little slow on the uptake but this whole dynamic was entirely new to me.

“So you’re not involved in any…physical capacity?”

“Well, maybe,” Kristen said.  “I’ll see how I feel on the day.”

“Right, so this friend of yours…”

“Mila Kunis or Jameela Jamil,” Kristen interrupted, answering the question before I’d asked it.  Clearly she’d been thinking about this for a while.

She gave me her two friends’ contact info, telling me to pick one and get in touch.  Once I’d made the initial contact and gauged the ladies’ interest, I’d reconvene with Kristen and we’d iron out the details.  So that was the easy bit out of the way, now came the tough part: picking one of her friends.  I’ve long been a fan of both so choosing just one was not gonna be easy.  But after several hours of hemming and hawing, I finally landed on the perfect solution: I’d get in touch with both of them.  I mean, why pick one when you can have the set?

I messaged them both individually, introducing myself and explaining the situation without going into specifics.  Turns out the introductions weren’t necessary as both of them knew I was; clearly Kristen had been talking about me.  Once both women had shown some interest, I explained the situation in greater detail and arranged a video call so the three of us could meet and hash it all out. 

The call was set up for the following day.  After the usual meet and greet (the girls had actually met before but only a couple of times), we each took turns to take the floor and explain our relationships with Kristen.  Mila went first.  Turns out she’d known Kristen the longest, having met her way back in the Forgetting Sarah Marshall days.  The two had hit it off on set and their relationship strengthened during the making of the Bad Moms movies, with the pair becoming very good friends.  Jameela was a more recent friend, having first met Kristen on the set of The Good Place.  Both were aware of her submissive tendencies, having been involved with her in sexual roleplays, both on their own and with another guy.  When it came to my turn, there wasn’t really a lot to tell, ‘cause again, Kristen had told them most of it already. 

So all that was left was to plan things out.  We made a rough layout of our plans for the day and what Kristen's role in it would be.  That bit was pretty easy; the difficult part was setting a date.  I gave them the dates that Kristen had booked and the girls picked one that suited the pair of them.  Problem was, the date they picked out was in three months time.  At first I was disappointed, ‘cause truth be told, I wasn’t sure I could wait that long.  And I wasn’t sure that Kristen could wait that long either.  But then it got me thinking, the longer Kristen had to wait, the more surprised she’d be.  And so I’d have to be patient.

Luckily for me, I had lots of guests to pass the time with, including Kristen herself.  She came by five times in that three month spell and the first few times she did so expectantly, looking around the living room each time she arrived for signs of one of her friends.  But by the fourth time that had stopped and it almost seemed like she’d forgotten about it.  So in spite of the painfully long wait, it was all coming together nicely. 

Then as the date drew nearer, the plot thickened considerably.  Kristen texted me a few days prior.  I won’t relay the whole conversation but the pertinent part was thus:

Kristen: I shot a scene in a sex store today.

Me: Oh yeah?

Kristen: Mmhmm.  Seriously I was SURROUNDED by bondage gear. 

Me: Not for the first time [wink emoji].  Did it give you any ideas?

Kristen: Did it?!  I couldn’t STOP thinking of new ideas.  I kept forgetting my lines cos everytime I saw something new I kept imagining you using it on me.

Me: How unprofessional.

Kristen:  Right?  And I never forget lines normally so I was starting to worry that the crew would catch on. 

Kristen: Anyway I have a list of things I’d like you to get.

She did, and it was a long one.  Some of the things I already had, some of them were a huge surprise and some of them I’d never heard of.  But after hours of Googling and online shopping, I amassed all the items that Kristen requested.  I wasn’t sure if it would affect my plans in any way, but since Kristen had booked a three night stay, there’d be plenty of time to use them. 

Kristen arrived the following Friday, wearing a sleeveless black top and a tight pair of jeans that hugged her ass very nicely. 





She greeted me with a hug and a kiss, and once she’d freshened up from the road, we started things off like we always did.  I took her to a room upstairs, one I knew that sound wouldn’t travel to when her friends arrived, which was set to happen in an hour’s time.  I’d taken her up there every time since she’d come up with the idea, so it wouldn’t arouse suspicion.

Once we were there I stripped her naked, put a blindfold over her eyes and a ball gag in her mouth.  I tied her to the bed, ate her pussy to the brink of climax then stopped just before she came, getting up off the bed and leaving her to stew in her juices.  Orgasm denial has always been one of Kristen’s kinks, but this time around, she might get a little more than she bargained for.

The girls were arriving as I went downstairs and I opened the front door to let them both in.  Both were dressed casually, Mila in a white shirt and jean shorts and Jameela in a blue summer dress and a pair of white boots. 





We said our hellos, I offered them a drink and we took to the couch for a catchup chat, going over the plan once more before we put it into action.

Once the girls were settled in, I showed them to their rooms so they could drop off their things and take a shower.  While the girls were getting ready, I went back upstairs to check in on Kristen and get her ready for the second phase.  I took her up a glass of water, untied her from the bed and removed her gag and blindfold.  Kristen took a few sips of her drink and I asked her if she needed the bathroom, warning her that it might be her last chance for a while but giving no indication as to why that was. 

Kristen went into the en suite bathroom and when she came back out again, the gag and blindfold went straight back on.  I put her on her knees on the floor, cuffed her hands behind her back and tied her ankles together.  Once she was in position, I went downstairs to fetch my laptop.  I returned to her room and powered it up, logging into Zoom and hooking it up to the big TV. 

I removed Kristen’s blindfold and she found herself staring at my as yet windowless Zoom account, blown up on the huge TV.  It took a few moments for the penny to drop, but once it did an excited smile crept across her face.  I leaned down to kiss her forehead then strolled across the room, stopping in the doorway as I turned to face her.

“Enjoy the show,” I said with a grin, then closed the door behind me.

I went downstairs and back to my room, fishing my phone out of my pocket and opening up Zoom.  I set up a convo with my dummy account (it’s not my first time doing something like this, so I have multiple accounts for my various devices), put the phone on a tripod and connected it to the TV.  An image of Kristen filled the screen, handcuffed and gagged as she took in the scene now stretched across hers.  At the moment it was just me, alone in my bedroom.  Then there was a knock at the door.

“Come in,” I said.

The door swung open, and Kristen’s friends came sauntering in, hand in hand and both kitted out in designer stilettos and sexy lingerie.  Mila wore a strapless black bra and panties, with a dark set of thigh-high stockings, while Jameela had gone for a lacy white set with sheer white stockings, held up by a matching suspender belt. 

“Mmm,” said Kristen as she saw them enter.  It was the only sound she was capable of making but it sounded like she approved.

Her girlfriends smirked when they saw her kneeling there.

“Ready, Krissy?” Mila asked her.

Kristen responded by nodding her head.

“Good,” said Mila, reaching out towards me as I approached both girls.

She placed a hand at the back of my head and was about to pull me in for a kiss when Jameela suddenly stopped her.

“Wait.  Maybe we should start with just us,” she suggested as she looked at Mila.  “To tease our little friend a bit more.”

“Good idea,” Mila replied, then moved her hand to Jameela’s head and pulled her in instead.

Their lips pressed together and I went to fetch my phone from the tripod as they broke into a fiery kiss.  By the time I got back, the ladies had their hands on each other, Jameela’s squeezing at Mila’s ass while Mila grabbed onto Jameela’s big tits.  I moved the camera in nice and close, and took a pan of their bodies.  Starting at their faces as they passionately kissed, I moved it down to Jameela’s chest, her tits under siege by Mila’s hands, grabbing and squeezing and jiggling them lightly.  Panning down past their flat, toned stomachs, I moved the camera to Mila’s ass as Jameela’s fingers dug into it deeply, gripping onto both her cheeks.

Their lips came apart and the girls clasped hands, grinning at the camera as they crossed the room.  Of course I followed closely behind, pointing the camera at their asses as they wrapped their arms around each other, reaching down for a grope and squeeze as they moved towards the bed. 

“Madame,” said Mila as she took Jameela’s hand and helped her onto the bed.

“Merci,” said Jameela, kicking off her shoes and climbing on, laying on her back across the mattress.

Mila climbed up after her, kneeling between Jameela’s legs as she laid her body on top of her, leaning in for another long kiss.  Jameela’s hands went down to her ass and I followed them with the camera as she slid them up to Mila’s back, wrapping them around her shoulders.  Their lips came apart and their tongues took over, wriggling and writhing as I moved the camera as close as I could, capturing every moment. 

Jameela turned as they broke from the kiss, facing the camera as Mila kissed her cheek.  “You like watching us snog, Kristen?”  That’s ‘make out’ in British, by the way.

Kristen nodded.

“Looks like your friend here likes it too,” Jameela declared.

I pointed the camera down as Jameela reached out, grabbing at the bulge in my pants.

“Uhh,” Kristen moaned, sounding excited at the hint of my cock but disappointed that she couldn’t get at it herself.

I pointed the camera at Mila as she started to kiss down Jameela’s neck, past her collarbone and down to her chest.  She left a few kisses in Jameela’s cleavage as she slid her arms underneath her back, feeling around in search of her bra strap.  Jameela raised her back up to help, using her elbows to prop herself up as Mila unhooked her lacy bra and lifted it off of her chest. 

Jameela laid back on the mattress, lifting her arms up so Mila could remove her bra.  Her heavy tits came into view as Mila dropped her bra to the floor, taking a breast in each of her hands and pushing them both together.  I moved the camera in closer, practically shoving it into Mila’s face as she dipped her head down, burying it in Jameela’s cleavage.

“Mmm, yes!” she exclaimed as she pulled her head up, vigorously groping those beautiful tits and jiggling them in the palms of her hands.  “Oh my God, Krissy, your friend’s got such big tits.”

“Mmm!” Kristen moaned, looking incredibly jealous as Mila poked her tongue out and licked across Jameela’s nipple.

Moving to the other, she licked that one as well then wrapped her lips around it, suckling upon it like a babe in arms.  Cupping and squeezing Jameela’s large tits, she switched back and forth from one to the other, sucking them both in turn.  She did that several times then returned her face to Jameela’s cleavage, groping and jiggling those lovely big titties as she slapped them against her cheeks.

“Fuuuck, I could play with these all day,” Mila declared as she prised herself free from Jameela’s rack.

“Feel free,” Jameela replied as Mila moved her head down lower, continuing to grope her tits as she placed a kiss just below her sternum.

Mila giggled, finally letting go of Jameela’s tits as she started to shift towards the foot of the bed, kissing her tummy in several places.  She moved right down in between her legs, wrapping her arms around them as she kissed the inside of Jameela’s thighs.  She left a kiss on the crotch of her panties as she hooked her fingers underneath the waistband and began to pull them down. 

I moved the camera in nice and close, capturing the moment that Jameela’s pussy came into view, the lips of which were already wet as Mila pulled her panties down her mile-long legs and peeled them off her entirely.  She dropped her panties down onto the floor and licked along the inside of her leg, skipping straight past Jameela’s pussy and kissing back down the opposing thigh.

“Ohhh, fuck, Kristen,” Jameela whined, looking at the camera as I panned back up to her face.  “Your girlfriend’s a tease, huh?”

I pointed the camera back down at her crotch as Mila licked to the top of her thigh then moved her tongue to Jameela’s pussy.  She started by licking up and down her slit, cleaning up the moisture as she dragged her tongue across it.  She moved her tongue to Jameela’s clit then wrapped her lips around it.  I kept the camera pointed at her face as she started to lap at Jameela’s clit.  Her lips were smothering it almost entirely, so I couldn’t really see what she was doing, but the sight of her head between another woman’s legs made for quite the alluring image.  It reminded me of that scene in Black Swan where she eats out Natalie Portman; a scenario that, now that I’ve met them both, I’m very keen to recreate.

I panned the camera up Jameela’s body, moving past her flat, toned stomach and up to her tits which were cupped in the palms of her hands, thumbs rubbing at her stiff brown nipples.  I moved the camera right up to her face, eyes closed and lips apart as moans spilled out from between them.  Her eyes came open and a little grin stretched across her face when she saw where I was pointing the camera, giving me somewhere else to point it as she moved a hand from one of her tits and placed it in my crotch.  I aimed the camera down POV-style as Jameela started rubbing my cock, hearing a little moan from Kristen when she saw how much it had grown.  Watching a hot woman going down on another tends to have that effect.

“I think she wants to see it,” Jameela said, her grin growing wider as she lowered my fly and reached her hand inside it.  “Shall we show her?”

I said nothing, simply reaching down as I held the camera and tried to remove my belt.  It wasn’t easy with a single hand so Jameela helped me out, unbuckling it quickly, then opening my pants and starting to pull them down.  She left them bunched around the tops of my thighs as she grabbed my boxers and pulled them down as well, freeing my cock entirely.  Kristen uttered a louder moan as my dick flopped out and into the shot, already rock hard as Jameela grabbed it and began to stroke the shaft. 

Turning her head to the side, she rolled her tongue out from between her lips and dragged it across the tip, lapping up the precum that was already pooling there.  I tipped my head back, moaning from behind the camera as those big, full lips wrapped around my helmet and started to move down the length of my shaft.  The position she was in was a little bit awkward so she couldn’t quite take me all the way down, but she made a valiant effort, sucking down half on the very first pass.

I pointed the camera back down at Mila who was watching intently from between Jameela’s thighs.  She peeled her lips from Jameela’s pussy, both of them shining with the fruits of her labour as she ran her tongue around them slowly, cleaning the mess that Jameela had left there. 

“Mmm, Krissy,” she smirked at the camera.  “Your friend tastes good.”

She returned her tongue to Jameela’s pussy, this time keeping her lips apart so we could see what she was doing.  She started to tongue at Jameela’s clit, lapping at it sharply with quick, hard flicks of her tongue.  Jameela started moaning louder as she pumped her lips up and down my shaft, going down deeper with every pass.  I moved the camera to and fro, switching back and forth from one thing to another.  One minute it was pointed at my cock as Jameela sucked it down, the next it was pointed in between her legs as Mila lapped at her clit, making her moan as she blew me. 

She kept it going for quite some time, but as Mila’s tongue started licking faster, Jameela began to lose her focus.  She slid her lips back off of my cock and reached up to grab it with one of her hands as she held Mila’s head with the other, gripping it tightly as she licked her into ecstasy.  She jerked my cock a half dozen times then simply gripped it at the base of the shaft, closing her eyes as a chorus of moans fluttered out from between her lips.

“Ohh, yes!  That’s it, love.  Right there!”

Jameela’s moans increased in volume, building to a loud crescendo as she tightened her grip on the base of my shaft, holding it so firmly that it was starting to hurt.  I gripped my cock just below the tip and pried it free from Jameela’s grasp, keeping the camera pointed down at her face as pleasure started coursing through her, her lips wide open in a perfect O as moans poured out from between them.

“Yes!  Yes!  YESSS!!!”

Her hand flew forward, joining the other on Mila’s head and gripping two fistfuls of nut-brown hair as Mila kept tonguing at the nub of her clit, licking her through the throes of climax.  Jameela lifted her head off the pillows, muscles straining all over her body as she let out a final orgasmic cry then collapsed back down to the mattress, looking like her body had turned to jelly.

I pointed the camera back down at her crotch as Mila emerged from between her legs, looking mightily pleased with herself as she licked up the juices from around her lips.  I returned the camera to Jameela’s face, pointing it at her as she lay there panting. 

“How was that?” I asked her.

“Wow,” she said simply, then opened her eyes as she gripped my cock, grinning as she stroked it lightly.  “Sorry, did I hurt you?”

“A little.”

Jameela laughed and pointed at Mila.  “You can blame her for that.”

I pointed the camera at Mila who giggled sweetly and bit her lip.  “Maybe I can make it up to you.  What do you think, Kristen?”

Kristen gave a little moan through the camera.

“I think she agrees,” Mila smirked, then beckoned me forward with a solitary finger. 

As Mila turned on her hands and knees, I hurriedly removed the rest of my clothes, moving around to the foot of the bed.  I held the camera up high, providing Kristen with the classic POV shot as I pointed it down at Mila.  Mila looked up and smirked at the camera, curling her fingers around my shaft as she started to jerk it slowly. 

“Mmm, this is such a nice cock, isn’t it, Kristen?” Mila asked her.

Kristen nodded and mumbled a response.  “Mmhmm.”

“I bet you want me to suck it, don’t you?” Mila said, poking her tongue out and dragging it across my helmet. 

“Mmhmm.”

With that, Mila parted her lips, moving her hand to the base of the shaft as she steered my cock in between them.  She closed her lips around halfway down then pulled them slowly back up to the tip, releasing the crown with an exaggerated * POP *.

“Mmm, tastes nice too,” Mila declared, grinning at the camera as she took me back in between her lips.

This time she went down deeper, uncurling her fingers from the base of the shaft and placing both hands on the mattress as she started to bob her head.  I could feel myself throbbing as she worked me over, feeling the warmth washing over my shaft as she bathed me in her drool.  Her lips slid back to the ridge of my crown, showing how wet she’d made my cock, before she steered them back down the length of my shaft, going a little deeper each time she did so.

A couple minutes in, and Mila started moaning, eyes rolling upward as she sucked my cock.  I moved the camera forward, panning slowly across her back and pointed it at her peach-shaped ass as Jameela’s face buried itself snugly in between her plump cheeks.  Jameela grinned as she saw the camera, winking at Kristen as she dragged her tongue across Mila’s pussy and all the way up to her asshole. 

I kept the camera pointed there as Jameela focused on Mila’s asshole, gripping her cheeks and spreading them apart as she pushed her tongue inside it.  Mila’s moans got steadily louder and she started to suck with greater force as Jameela started bobbing her head, fucking her asshole with her outstretched tongue. 

I felt her lips start sinking deeper then pointed the camera back down at my crotch as she wrapped them tightly around the base of my shaft, making my dick disappear.   I could feel her warm breath against my abs as she breathed out through her nose, my cockhead twitching as it cleared her tonsils and pushed its way into Mila’s throat.  All I could really see was the top of her head so I moved the camera down lower, giving Kristen a side on view as Mila held me in between her lips.

Kristen made a little noise through the camera, clearly impressed by what she was seeing.  And so she should have been.  Mila had taken my cock like a champ and didn’t look like giving it up, even as Jameela’s tongue plunged into her anal cavity, puckering her juicy lips as she kissed her ring repeatedly. 

I moved my free hand to the back of her head, gripping it tightly as I drew my hips back.  I pulled my cock right back to the tip, gripping a handful of nut-brown hair as I pushed it back inside her, feeding my cock into Mila’s throat until it could go no further.  A steady string of sloppy, wet noises started to pour into the phone’s small mic as I fucked her mouth with slow, deep thrusts, blocking her moans as Jameela tongued her asshole. 

Sinking my cock into her one last time, I pulled back back out to the ridge of my crown then popped it free from between her lips.  She’d left my member soaking wet, with long, thick drops of spittle trickling down the length of my shaft.  I gripped it just below the tip, angling it upwards as I pushed my nutsack into Mila’s face.  She wrapped her lips around one of my balls, sucking it greedily and soaking it in spittle as I rested my cock against her face. 

I returned the camera to its previous position, pointing it down at Mila’s face as my shaft bisected it perfectly, covering her nose and filling the gap in between her eyes.  My ball slipped out from between her lips as Mila switched to the other, making sure both were dripping with spit.  My cock was throbbing against her face, precum leaking from the open tip and frickling down the length of my shaft.  I could hear Kristen moaning at the sight of it.  She wanted it; but if she couldn’t have it herself, I was sure that Mila would be a very good surrogate.

I made a spin motion with my finger and Mila grinned as she turned around on her hands and knees, sticking her ass out behind her.  I pointed the camera forward as she kissed Jameela, then moved it back down as I gripped my cock and pressed it against her pussy.  I rubbed the head against Mila’s slit so Kristen could see how wet she was, the answer to which was ‘very’.  Her lips were coated with so much moisture that I could hear her wetness as my tip rubbed it against it, feeling her warmth as it radiated out from inside her pussy.

My cockhead twitched, itching to be let inside.  I didn’t make it wait any longer.  I gripped my cock at around mid-shaft and slipped into Mila’s pussy, getting a great shot of her lips spreading open as I pushed the tip inside her.  Kristen moaned again and so did Mila as I uncurled my fingers from around my shaft and latched onto one her hips, gripping it firmly as I fed her the first few inches. 

“Looks good, huh?” I asked into the camera as I pushed my cock about halfway in then drew it back out to the ridge of my crown, showing Kristen how wet it was.

It was already slick with Mila’s saliva, but now the second half was glistening wet with a thick coat of creamy arousal. 

“Mmhmm,” Kristen mumbled, and I grinned to myself as I watched her body awkwardly squirming on my phone display. 

“Feels good too,” Mila moaned out, and I pointed the camera up again as she turned her head, flashing a wink at Kristen.

I kept the camera pointed forward as Jameela changed positions, laying on her back and spreading her legs as she put her brown pussy right in front of Mila’s face.  Jameela reached out and motioned for the camera.  I handed it over and the next angle Kristen saw was Jameela’s POV as Mila poked her tongue out and pressed it against her taint, licking along the slit of her pussy and all the way up to her clit.  My now free hand went to Mila’s hip and I clutched it tightly as I started thrusting.  I started gently, pushing my cock into her with slow but very deep thrusts.

Jameela kept the camera pointed down as Mila’s tongue slid along her tight, wet pussy, licking up and down it several times before finally settling on the nub of her clit.  She started by flicking her tongue against it, doing that a half dozen times before she wrapped her lips around it, smothering it with her mouth.  Now, I couldn’t see what she was doing after that, even later whilst watching it back (yeah, I recorded it), but thankfully for me, Jameela gave a play by play.  I think it was mostly for Kristen’s benefit, but hey, I got a kick out of it too.

“Oh my God, Kristen,” Jameela cooed, flipping the camera around onto her face as a look of satisfaction started spreading across it.  “Fuck, your friend is good at eating pussy.”

She flipped the camera back around to Mila as she reached down with her unoccupied hand, combing her fingers through Mila’s hair. 

“Oh, fuck, her tongue!  It’s swirling right around my clit.”

Kristen gave another agonised noise, sounding like her head was about to explode as she wiggled and squirmed in her constricted position. 

“Fuck, she’s so wet,” Mila declared as she peeled her lips from Jameela’s clit, moaning all the while as I worked my cock into her tight pink pussy, gaining momentum with each new thrust. 

Mila brought her hand to her mouth, slipping two fingers in between her lips and lubing them both with spit.  She rubbed them against Jameela’s slit, looking up and into the camera as she pushed her fingers inside her.

“Oh my God, so tight,” Mila exclaimed, returning her mouth to Jameela’s clit.

“Ohhh, fuck!  Yeah, she’s found it,” Jameela narrated, and though she didn’t tell us what Mila had found, I think we could give it a pretty good guess. 

Jameela kept the camera on Mila, panning upwards every so often to show how hard I was thrusting, which by this point was pretty freakin’ hard.  I gestured for the camera and Jameela passed it over, moving her hand to Mila’s head and gripping it firmly as she ate her tight, wet pussy.  I pointed the camera at Mila’s ass, showing Kristen how her rippling cheeks as I rammed my cock into her pussy, bottoming out with every stroke.  Mila’s moans increased in volume, but stayed thoroughly muffled as she tongued Jameela’s clit.

“Oof, you’re getting it good, huh?” Jameela asked her, looking down at Mila as she took my cock.

“Mmhmm,” Mila responded, nodding her head as best she could as Jameela held it with both her hands, ensuring her tongue stayed right where it was as I drilled into her pussy with deep, hard thrusts. 

“Oh, fuck, yeah!” Jameela moaned, gripping two handfuls of Mila’s brown hair.  “Yeah, keep going.  Fuck, I’m gonna cum on your face!”

I kept the camera trained on Jameela as she lifted her head from the pillows.  A look of ecstasy spread across her face as Mila kept tonguing at the nub of her clit, spinning around it in concentric circles as she used her fingers to massage Jameela’s g-spot.  I could tell that Jameela was getting close so I slowed my thrusts into Mila’s pussy so she wouldn’t be too distracted.

A few more swirls of Mila’s tongue and Jameela made good on her promise.  Her eyes clamped shut, features contorting as the feeling started coursing through her.  She tightened her grip on Mila’s hair, looking like she was about to pull it straight out of her head as a final scream flew forth from her lips and she slumped back down into the pillows. 

“Oh my God!” Jameela exclaimed, talking to the ceiling as she lay there panting, waving her hands in my general direction.

I wasn’t sure why at first, but then I realised that she wanted the camera.  She took it from me as I handed it over, pointing it at Mila as she lifted her head up from between her thighs. 

“You’re good at that, love,” Jameela said.  “Fuck, I came so hard!”

“I know you did,” Mila laughed, lifting her hand up to the camera to show how wet her fingers were.

“Oh, wow!” Jameela exclaimed.  “Look at that, Kristen.  I made a mess, huh?”

Jameela grabbed onto Mila’s wrist and pulled it towards her mouth.

“Let me clean those up for you,” said the Brit, holding the camera selfie-style as she gaped apart her thick set of lips, steering Mila’s fingers between them.

She closed her lips around Mila’s knuckles and dragged them back towards her painted tips, sucking her fingers clean.  Seeing her do that triggered something in me and I tightened my grip on Mila’s hips almost as an impulse, pulling her back as I threw myself forward and started to thrust into her pussy as hard as I possibly could. 

“OH!” she yelped as her eyes went wide and a look of amusement stretched across Jameela’s face as she pointed the camera at Mila’s, capturing her reaction.

“Oh my God, Kristen, look at her take that dick,” Jameela said as she crawled around to the side of the bed and moved in for a close up, getting an incredible side on view of my cock railing into Mila’s pussy.

I couldn’t see it at the time, of course, but as I watched the footage back later, I quickly learned how great that shot was.  She’d framed it perfectly, getting the camera in as close as possible to capture every detail.  How deep my cock was going.  How wet Mila’s pussy was.  You could even see how hard my dick was throbbing each time I pulled it back.  Needless to say, Kristen enjoyed it and I could hear the agonised moans she was making, even over Mila’s screams and the sound of my pelvis smacking against her ass.

But she didn’t get to enjoy it for long.  Mila was already on the verge of climax when I started thrusting, and it didn’t take many to finish her off.  I sheathed my cock to the base inside her, and Jameela pointed the camera at her face to show Kristen how hard she was cumming.  Her eyes fell shut and an intense look of pleasure engulfed her face as her orgasm started pulsing through her.  Her pussy gripped me extra tight, making sure my cock stayed nice and deep as a wave of fluid gushed from inside her, soaking me from base to tip.  Her arms started shaking and her lips parted into a big, wide grin as she reached her peak then slowly began to descend. 

I waited for her grip to loosen then drew my cock back out of her pussy.  Jameela returned to her previous position, showing Kristen how wet my cock was as I prised it free from Mila’s snatch. 

“Holy shit, you drenched it, love!” Jameela laughed, gripping my cock with one of her hands as she held my phone with the other.   

I motioned for the camera and she handed it over, holding it up and pointing it down as Jameela parted her thick DSLs and steered my cock in between them.  She went down deep and it was only the hand at the base of the shaft that stopped her from taking it all.  She pulled back slowly, sucking hard as she dragged her lips back up to the tip and popped it free from between them. 

“Mmm,” she purred as she looked at the camera, running her tongue over those big, pouty lips.  “Her pussy tastes good off this cock.”

She’d pretty much sucked it clean already, but she took my cock down a couple more times, just for sheer enjoyment.  She plucked it free and grabbed my shaft, stroking it gently as she looked back up at both me and the camera. 

“My turn?” she asked.

I nodded my head and Jameela got into position, laying on her back across the king size bed. 

“Here, let me take that,” Mila said, gesturing for the camera which I promptly handed over. 

She knelt beside Jameela, pointing the camera at her as she spread her long legs, beckoning me in between them.  I moved with haste, kneeling between Jameela’s thighs and leaning forward, planting a hand beside her right shoulder as I grabbed my cock with the other.  I pushed my cock against Jameela’s pussy and slid the tip inside her.  Jameela gasped as she felt me enter, gaping apart that full set of lips as a gentle moan fluttered out from between them.  She was still soaking wet from her previous climax and the slightest push was all it took to sheath my cock to the base.

I stayed like that for several seconds, feeling how warm and tight she was, before I pulled back out to the tip.  I balled my hands into fists, pushing them down either side of her body as I started to pump into Jameela’s pussy, going in deep from the very first thrust.  Jameela looked up at me, placing her hands on my arms and moaning lightly as she took the first few. 

Then she turned towards Mila, looking into the camera and asking her softly, “you’re gonna sit on my face, right?”

“But of course,” Mila replied, then threw a leg over Jameela’s head and dropped her ass down on top of it.

“Mmm, yes,” Jameela moaned, her words slightly muffled as Mila’s pussy touched down on her face.

Jameela released her grip on my arms, wrapping her own around Mila’s thighs as she started to lick her pussy.  Mila’s tits were now right in front of me, so I wrapped my lips around one of her nipples and started to suck it as I thrusted down into Jameela’s snatch.  Mila placed a finger underneath her chin, pointing the camera at both our faces as she pulled me in for a kiss, moaning into my mouth as Jameela ate her pussy. 

Our lips came apart and I gave Jameela a few more thrusts before I lifted my head up and straightened my back.  I grabbed the backs of Jameela’s thighs, pulling her up until my cock and her pussy were at the same level.  Jameela yelped, her head sliding out from underneath Mila as I pulled her towards me, grabbing her hips to hold her up as I began to ram into her tight, wet pussy.  I heard Kristen moan when I started thrusting and I knew immediately why: this is one of her favourite positions. 

Mila gave a little faux-shocked gasp then shifted forward on the mattress, returning her pussy to Jameela’s face.  Mila remained on camera duties, changing angles regularly to capture all the action.  First she pointed it at Jameela’s pussy, moving the camera as close as she could and framing it tightly as I drilled my cock into it, going balls deep with each new thrust.  Panning up Jameela’s body, she pointed the camera at those lovely big tits, showing Kristen how much they were moving as I slammed into her pussy, her entire body shifting with every pelvic slam.

“Oh my God, these tits,” Mila exclaimed, reaching down with her unoccupied hand and jiggling one of Jameela’s breasts. 

Then, she pointed the camera downwards, getting a hot first person angle of Jameela eating her pussy.  And finally, she flipped the camera onto herself, pointing it at her face and showing Kristen how much she was enjoying it. 

“Mmm, yes,” she moaned, staring into the lens as her face lit up in the throes of pleasure.  “I love feeling that tongue on my pussy.”

She slipped two fingers in between her lips, wetting them saliva as she flipped the camera around and pointed it between Jameela’s legs.  Mila reached in between her thighs and I felt her pussy immediately contract as she started to rub her clit.  I took the camera off Mila and pointed it down as I drilled into Jameela’s pussy, thrusting a little harder to push through my cock through the tightening grip.  It was a great shot, showing Kristen how hard I was thrusting, how wet Jameela was making my cock and how hard Mila was rubbing her clit.

Mila grinned as I panned the camera up and pointed it at her face.  Placing a finger underneath her chin, I held the camera selfie-style as I leaned in closer and pulled her in for a kiss.  Our lips came apart and I moved the camera down a bit, focusing on Jameela’s tits.  They were slightly obscured by Mila’s arm but you could see them flopping and forth as I rammed my pelvis into hers, putting thrust after thrust into Jameela’s perfect pussy.

By the time I returned to the POV shot, Mila’s fingers were almost a blur as she strummed them hard on Jameela’s clit.  I continued to thrust as hard as I could, hearing my balls swing back and forth and slap against Jameela’s asshole.  My cock was throbbing harder and harder, and I could feel my cockhead twitch and spasm as it hit Jameela’s cervix.  Jameela’s pussy felt fucking amazing and it was pulling me to the edge incredibly quickly.  I needed something to slow me down.

Without a word, I grabbed the back of Mila’s head, pulling her down and into the shot.  She ended up in a 69 with her mouth above Jameela’s pussy.  Keeping the camera pointed downwards, I pulled my cock from Jameela’s pussy, and as Mila gaped her lips apart, I shoved it into the open slot.  She locked her lips around halfway down, and I placed a hand at the back of her head as I pushed my cock in the rest of the way. 

Her lips touched the base of my shaft, and I pointed the camera forward as she kept my cock in her mouth and throat, getting a shot of Mila’s ass as Jameela slapped her hands down on it and, unless I’m much mistaken, used a finger to tease her butthole.  Mila started moaning as she sucked my cock, and in spite of all my efforts, the force with which she was doing it did little to slow me down.

I pointed the camera back down at her head, watching my cock come back into view as I retrieved it slowly from between her lips, the thick coat of Jameela’s pussy now replaced by a layer of spit.  I  returned my dick to Jameela’s pussy, admitting defeat as I thrusted into her several times then buried my cock to the hilt. 

“Uhh, I’m gonna cum!” I hurriedly said, moaning from behind the camera.

“Mmm!” came a muffled voice, which at first I thought was just Jameela, but it turned out to be Kristen as well.  I guess she really wanted to see it.

A few moments later she got her wish.  Mila lifted her head up, returning to fingers to Jameela’s clit as my cockhead twitched against her cervix.  I quit holding back and came inside her, dumping an impossibly thick load straight into Jameela’s womb.  Mila kept rubbing at the nub of her clit and as a wave of spunk flooded her pussy, Jameela came too in a matter of seconds.  Her moans got louder from underneath Mila and I felt her muscles clamp me tight as her orgasm hit her with potent force, squeezing more cum from the tip of my prick. 

I pulled my cock back about four inches, keeping half of it buried inside her as another wave passed through her body.  You could see my member visibly throbbing as Jameela’s pussy kept gripping it tight, pulling spunk from my bloated nuts until my sack was entirely empty.  I stayed inside her once I’d finally finished, using my dick like a cork to keep my cum in her pussy.

I pointed the camera at Mila as a grin spread across her face, clearly reading my intentions.  She went to climb down from Jameela’s face, but managed little more than lifting her ass before she was pulled back down on top of her.  Mila gasped then her eyes bulged almost comically as Jameela went back to eating her pussy, lapping at the nub of her clit with renewed and relentless vigour.

Mila reached down and grabbed Jameela’s tits, groping and squeezing them as the Brit went down on her pussy.  Her initial shock gave way to pleasure and her eyes fell shut as moans began to pour from her lips.  I kept the camera pointed forward, capturing the entire thing as Jameela’s arms wrapped around her thighs and she licked out Mila’s pussy like she hadn’t eaten in days. 

Mila came incredibly fast, eyes glued shut as a wordless scream flew forth from her lips and her body shook on top of Jameela.  Jameela didn’t let up for a second, licking and tonguing at her throbbing pink clit as Mila rewarded her with what I can only assume was a hefty mouthful of cum.  A shudder passed through Mila’s body as Jameela released her grip on her thighs, finally letting her down. 

Mila climbed down from on top of her face and crawled to the foot of the bed, squeezing in beside Jameela’s left thigh.  Once she was in position, I finally pulled out from Jameela’s pussy, making sure the camera was pointed down as a thick drop of cum slipped out after me, dripping towards her asshole. 

Mila moved her head in and I moved to the side for a better angle as she poked her tongue out from between her lips and pressed it to Jameela’s taint.  Gathering the spunk on her outstretched tongue, Mila dragged it back to her pussy and pushed it back to where it just came from.  She pushed her tongue into Jameela’s pussy, licking my cum out a drop at a time.  Retrieving her tongue, Mila closed her lips and swallowed, slipping two fingers into Jameela’s pussy to scoop out whatever was left. 

“OK, I think we’ve made her wait long enough now,” Mila declared, pausing for a second as she sucked the cum from her fingers.  “I think we should pay her a visit.”

I heard Kristen moan through the camera and her friends both laughed as they climbed down from the bed.

“Sounds like she’s ready,” Jameela quipped as she grabbed Mila’s hand and led her towards the bedroom door. 

I followed behind them, pointing the camera at both their asses as they stepped through the threshold and out into the hallway.  We stopped for a minute at the bottom of the stairs for a quick double blowjob.  Then we stopped again halfway up the stairs so I could fuck Jameela while the she leant over the handrail.  The one final time at the top of stairs so Mila could ride my cock while I sat on the landing floor. 

By the time we got to Kristen’s room, about 45 minutes had passed since the time we left my bedroom.  Kristen sounded incredibly relieved and gave as excited a sound as she was capable of making as we filed through the bedroom doorway. 

“There she iiiis!” Mila exclaimed as she headed straight towards Kristen, running her fingers through her long blonde hair.  “You’ve been waiting a while, huh?”

“Uh huh,” Kristen moaned back, sounding like that ‘while’ had been an entire lifetime. 

As Jameel’s arms went around my shoulders, I ended the video call and stashed my phone in my pocket.  Mila stepped around behind Kristen, dropping to her knees as Jameela gripped the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss.   

“Hmm, what are these two doing?” Mila asked as I placed my hands on Jameela’s hips, reaching behind her and grabbing her ass.  “Doesn’t look like they’re done yet, huh?”

“Uh uh,” said Kristen, shaking her head.

“Would you like me to take this off?” asked Mila as she ran her fingers over the straps on Kristen’s ball gag. 

“Mmm!” Kristen moaned impatiently.

“Say please.”

Kristen tried to say it but it came out as little more than an unintelligible grunt.

“Well, close enough,” Mila giggled then fiddled with the buckle at the back of Kristen’s head until the straps came loose at the side of her face.

Mila leaned over Kristen’s shoulder and plucked the gag from between her teeth.  Putting her hands to Kristen’s face, she turned her around to face her then leaned in for a kiss, licking up the drool that was smeared around her mouth. 

“There.  Better?” Mila asked her and Kristen responded by nodding her head.

“Good,” said Mila, then turned her head towards me and Jameela.

Jameela’s hand slid over my stomach, gripping my cock and jerking it slowly.

“So what do you want to do now your mouth is free?” Mila asked Kristen, reaching down in between her legs to rub her dripping pussy.  “Lick her pussy or suck his cock?”

“Both,” said Kristen.

Mila tipped her head back and laughed.  “You can’t do both!  Not at the same time.  You have to pick one.  Pussy or dick?”

“I think she can do both,” Jameela chimed in, prying her lips from mine as she peered back over her shoulder.  “What do you think, Tyler?”

“I think so too,” I said in response as I moved across to Jameela’s shoulder, kissing it in several places.

I took Jameela’s hand in mine and led her across the bedroom, closing in on an excited Kristen.  Jameela stopped in front of her, standing slightly to her right so I could stand beside her.  I took a step forward to do just that when suddenly I had an idea.  I shifted to the left and stepped behind Jameela, moving her to the side a little so she was right in front of Kristen.

“Wait, what are you doing?” she asked me, sounding a little confused.

“Well, she said she wanted both, right?” I said as I pushed my hips forward, slotting my cock in between her thighs.  Jameela was the perfect height for this; so tall and statuesque that I barely had to squat. 

She and Mila both burst out laughing as three inches of rockhard cock poked out from between her legs.

“Oh, wow!” Mila exclaimed.  “Jameela, I had no idea you were so thick.”

“And white apparently,” Jameela replied, reaching down in between her legs and stroking the tip of my prick.

Mila started laughing again as I brushed Jameela’s hair aside and leaned in closer to kiss her neck.  I wrapped my arms around her stomach, running my hands from her tight, toned abs, over her ribcage and up to her perfect tits.  As I started to squeeze and grope her breasts, Jameela released her grip on my cock, placing her hands on top of my own.  She turned to face me and as I leaned in to kiss her from over her shoulder, I felt Kristen’s tongue slide over my crown.  She worked her tongue across the top of my shaft then I heard a little moan from Jameela as her sprightly tongue wrapped around my own, lips still fused together.

“Did she do both?” I asked Jameela, prising my lips from hers.

“Oh, yeah,” Jameela responded.  “She did both, alright.”

Kristen’s tongue went back to my cock and this time I watched over Jameela’s shoulder as she dragged it over my swollen crown, running it over the top of my shaft and up to Jameela’s pussy.  Kristen did that about five or six times then wrapped her lips around my cockhead, lapping at the slit with the tip of her tongue and moaning all the while as Mila rubbed her pussy.  I continued to grope Jameela’s titties, kissing her neck as I did so.

“Grab her head,” I whispered softly.

Jameela reacted quickly, reaching down with both her hands and grasping the back of Kristen’s head.  Once she had it in a tight enough grip, I started to pump my hips back and forth, slicing my cock through Jameela’s legs as I pushed the tip into Kristen’s mouth.  Jameela laughed, pushing her legs together nice and tight and squeezing my cock with her impressive quads.  It felt amazing, as did the warmth of her pussy as it rubbed against the top of the shaft, smearing it with sticky arousal.  Kristen peeled her lips from the tip, sticking her tongue out as far as she could and licking my cockhead each time it poked out. 

I let her do that several times then pulled my cock back from Jameela’s thighs, stepping out from behind her and standing to her right.  Kristen’s mouth went straight to her pussy, looking up with those big blue eyes as she dragged her tongue across Jameela’s slit.

“Yeah, come on.  Eat that pussy,” Mila egged her on as she pushed against the back of her head.  “You wanna stroke his cock too?”

“Mmhmm,” Kristen responded, mumbling through a mouthful of pussy.

“OK, let’s get these cuffs off you.”

Mila removed the cuffs from her wrists and Kristen’s hands shot out in an instant, one of them gripping onto Jameela’s left hip while she grabbed my cock with the other.  She gripped it tightly at around mid-shaft and started to stroke it as she tongued Jameela’s pussy.  Her fist roamed up and down my shaft, jerking it slowly with optimum pressure. 

“You like feeling that cock in your hand?” Mila asked her.

Kristen nodded.

“You like the way it throbs while you jerk it off?”

She nodded again.

“You want it in your mouth now too?”

Kristen nodded one last time then suddenly yelped as Mila gripped a handful of hair and pulled her face from Jameela’s pussy. 

“Keep your mouth open,” Mila said as she turned Kristen’s head to the side and pointed her in my direction. 

Moisture was smeared all around her lips as she kept them open, presenting me with the perfect slot to push my throbbing cock into.  Kristen let go as I gripped the shaft and proceeded to do just that, slotting it neatly in between her gaping lips.  I steered my cock about halfway in, but Kristen didn’t have time to even wrap her lips around it before Mila pushed against the back of her head and shoved her right down to the hilt.  The last thing I saw was her eyes bulge in shock before her face pressed against my abs and my swollen crown went into her gullet.

“Yeah, that’s it,” Mila encouraged.  “Take it down your throat.”

She kept her there for several seconds, then wrapped her hair around her knuckles, tugging it sharply as she pulled her back to the tip. 

“Gimme this hand,” Mila said, grabbing onto Kristen’s wrist and pulling it towards her mouth.

She took two fingers in between her lips, wetting them both with spittle then steering them towards Jameela. 

“Put them in her pussy.”

Kristen did as instructed, slipping her fingers into Jameela’s pussy and pushing them deep inside her.

“Good girl,” said Mila.  “Now, you want some more cock?”

Kristen responded with a frantic nod.  Mila pushed her back dpwn to the base then repeated the process several more times, pulling her mouth back up to the head then shoving her straight back down again.  Dragging her lips up one last time, Kristen’s spit dripped down from my shaft as the tip of my cock slipped out from between them. 

But Mila wasn’t done with her yet.  In fact, she’d just gotten started, and Kristen barely had a chance to breathe before Mila turned her head to the right and shoved her into Jameela’s pussy. 

“Yeah, come on, baby.  You get in there good,” Mila smirked, then looked up at Jameela as she held the blonde in between her thighs.  “Grind your pussy on her.  Rub it all over her face.”

Jameela grinned then did as directed, gently moving her hips back and forth as she ground against Kristen’s face, smearing wetness all over her mouth. 

“Stroke his cock,” Mila instructed, and Kristen was quick to do so.

Reaching up with her remaining hand, she gripped my cock at the base of the shaft, smearing in the spit she’d left there as she jerked it up and down.

This continued for the next few minutes, with Mila in control of Kristen, pushing her back and forth between myself and Jameela.  Once she’d decided she’d had her fill, Mila yanked on Kristen’s hair, pulling her back from Jameela’s pussy.  Kristen looked hungry for more and her lips were soaking wet, both with spit from sucking my cock and with Jameela’s cum from eating her pussy.

“So, we’re going to fuck her now, right?” Jameela asked.

I saw Kristen’s face light up then quickly morph to a look of disappointment when Mila  answered the question. 

“No,” she said simply.  “Not yet.”

And with that she reached around from behind her and grabbed onto Kristen’s wrists, pulling one hand from my cock and the other from Jameela’s pussy as she wrenched them back behind her.  The next thing I heard were two loud clicks as Mila cuffed her wrists again then rose to her feet behind Kristen, grabbing Jameela’s hand as she marched towards the bed. 

Of course I followed behind them and laid on the bed under Mila’s direction.  Jameela climbed up next, throwing a leg over my supine frame and planting her knees either side of me.  Reaching back to grab my shaft, Jameela slowly sunk herself down until I felt her wet pussy touch the tip of my cock.  My eyes went up to Jameela’s face, giving me that familiar pouty-lipped expression as she rubbed my cock against the slit of her pussy, then a wide-eyed, open-mouthed gasp as she fed the tip inside her. 

Jameela released her grip on the base, placing her hands on her thighs as she worked her way down slowly, taking my cock an inch at a time.  Jameela had been wet to begin with, but Kristen eating her pussy out had only made her wetter, so my cock slid through her with consummate ease.  Her ass touched down on the tops of my thighs and the pouty expression returned to her face as she sat on top of me, my member throbbing inside her.

“Oh, wow,” said Mila, looking back at Kristen.  “Fuck, your girl really likes that cock.”

Jameela started riding me hard, keeping her hands just above her knees as she used her thighs to push herself up, guiding her pussy to the tip of my cock then dropping it straight back down.  I felt her ass clap down on my pelvis, generating a series of * SMACKS * that echoed around the bedroom. 

“Mmm, yeah!” Mila exclaimed.  “Look at how her titties bounce.”

Again, she was talking to Kristen but that’s where my eyes went as well, watching as they bounced and jiggled with every pass she took on my cock.  It was a hell of a sight, but sadly I couldn’t enjoy it for long.  Moments later, Mila joined us on the bed, planting her knees either side of my head and obscuring my view completely.  Any disappointment I might have felt quickly dispersed as Mila dropped her ass down slowly and parked it on top of my face.  I wrapped my arms around the tops of her thighs, holding her in place as I put my tongue to the nub of her clit and started to flick it against it.

Now of course I couldn’t see what happened after that, but luckily for me, Kristen was all too happy to tell me about it later.  Mila’s first reaction was to grab her tits, tipping her head slightly as a breathy moan escaped her lips.  After that, Mila reached forward and grabbed onto Jameela’s, doing her best to contain them as they flopped all around her chest.  Jameela leaned in and the two of them kissed, moaning into each other’s mouths as they straddled my face and cock. 

Once their mouths had prised apart, Mila moved her head down lower, bringing her face to Jameela’s tits.  The first thing she did was shove it in between them, allowing them to slap her cheeks as they bounced and jiggled every which way.  The next thing I felt was her hands on my arms as she gripped them firmly and lifted them up, moving them towards Jameela. 

She didn’t give me any form of instruction, but I knew what she wanted me to do.  I grabbed onto Jameela’s hips, holding her steady as I lifted her up, dragging her pussy to the tip of my cock.  Once I had her in place, I started to pump into Jameela’s tight pussy, bouncing my ass off the mattress beneath me as I threw myself into her with a flurry of quick, hard thrusts. 

“Ohhh!  Yes, yes, yes, yes!  Fuck me!” Jameela yelled out, her eyes clamping shut as her head shot backwards and she screamed towards the bedroom ceiling.

Now that Jameela’s body was still, it allowed Mila to get at her tits, something she did with considerable aplomb.  She grabbed them tightly, pushing them together and putting her tongue to Jameela’s nipples, licking from the right to the left, then back to the right again.  Next, she wrapped her lips around them, making loud * POPS * as she switched back and forth, releasing each one with a smack of her lips. 

Then, she slid her lips back and forth, slithering them smoothly across both her nipples as she played her tits like a harmonica.  This descended into full on motorboating, the sounds of which I could vividly hear, even over Jameela’s moans.  By the time she was done, Mila had performed her full repertoire, and when she buried her face back between her tits, Jameela’s worship had come full circle.  It was a shame I couldn’t see any of it, but Kristen filled me in with so much detail that I felt like I pretty much did.  And besides, I had one gorgeous woman sitting on my face while I drilled my cock into another, so I guess I can’t have any complaints. 

By the time that Mila was finally finished I was railing hard into Jameela’s pussy, my tongue still flicking at Mila’s clit as I made them moan in unison.  I had both women right where I wanted them: teetering on the brink of climax.  The only question was: which one would finish first?

I found out the answer a few seconds later when I felt Jameela’s pussy contract around my shaft, the volume of her moans getting suddenly louder as I drove my cock into her with harder, more vigorous thrusts.  I couldn’t see what she was doing, of course, but I had my suspicions which Kirsten confirmed; Jameela was rubbing her clit.  And from the way that Kristen described it to me, I didn’t sound like she was holding back. 

Once she started doing that, Jameela came in a matter of moments.  I drilled into her pussy with one last thrust, then dropped my ass back down to the mattress, tightening my grip on Jameela’s hips as I pulled her down on top of me. 

“Ohhh, FUCK!  YES!” I heard her scream, throwing her head back with so much force that Kristen thought she’d broken her neck. 

Her pussy clamped around the base of my shaft and the next thing I felt was a shower of warmth as she practically exploded all over my cock, drenching it in sticky fluid.  While Jameela rode the waves of climax, I focused my attention on Mila, lapping my tongue at the nub of her clit with a series of quick, hard flicks.  A couple of those and she came too, gripping my arms as they wrapped around her thighs, pinning her against my face. 

“Mmm, YES!” Mila moaned out.

Her climax was definitely more subdued, but as I felt her buttocks clench against my face, the burst of fluid she promptly unleashed was just as forceful as Jameela’s.  I felt it pour down the length of my tongue, still licking hard at the nub of her clit as I felt her body tremble, her grip on me loosening as she gave a heavy sigh. 

I felt Jameela climb down from my cock and finally I could see again as Mila leaned forward. She slid her arms underneath my thighs then she swirled her tongue around the tip of my cock, giving a little appreciative moan as she tasted Jameela’s pussy.  I felt her lips spread around my head then begin to slide down the length of my shaft, sucking up Jameela’s juices as she slowly took it down. 

Then I felt a second pair of lips, wrapping tightly around one of my balls as Mila continued to swallow my cock, siphoning precum as she turned her mouth into a vacuum seal.  Jameela switched to the other teste, leaving both gonads drenched in her spittle as she pulled her head back, making room for Mila as her lips drew closer to the base.  But she didn’t abandon my balls entirely and I felt her take them in the palm of her hand, fondling them gently as Mila sucked up the last few inches, making my dick disappear.  My crown was lodged inside her throat, causing her mouth to water instinctively and a wave of spit to pour down my shaft.  My cockhead gave a violent spasm and I felt my testes suddenly swell as Jameela groped and squeezed them. 

I think that Mila felt it too ‘cause she lifted her head up almost immediately, almost as if she was taking pity on me as she plucked it free from between her lips.  Jameela reached out and grabbed my cock, stroking it up and down as she beckoned Mila towards her.  Or more accurately, towards my cock.  Jameela clamped her hand around the base, holding it for Mila as she straddled my hips and lowered herself down onto it. 

My cockhead twitched as it slipped it inside her, still not fully recovered from the previous blowjob.  Jameela watched with a satisfied grin as Mila’s wet pussy started sliding down my shaft, keeping her grip until the very last second.  She uncurled her fingers from the base of the shaft, sitting back and rubbing her clit as Mila’s ass touched down on my abs, my entire cock embedded inside her.

She stayed like that for close to a minute, peering back with a teasing smirk, obviously testing me to see if I could handle it.  I could.  Just about.  Then she lifted her ass back up, and I watched as my member slowly revealed itself, now thickly coated in a layer of juice. 

“Oh my God!” Jameela exclaimed, almost gasping when she saw how wet my cock was.  “Fuck, I’ve gotta taste that.”

Jameela reached out and gripped my cock again, practically prying it from Mila’s tight pussy.  Keeping her grip on the base of the shaft, she parted her lips and sunk down onto it, taking it down to the top of her hand.  She quickly moved it out of the way then pushed her head down lower, swallowing the last few inches.  I felt her brow press against my thigh then felt her spit run down my shaft as she kept it there for several seconds, testing both me and herself.  It was Jameela who ended up blinking first, pulling her lips back up to the tip and leaving behind a coat of saliva for Mila to use as lube.

Mila did exactly that, reaching back to grip my cock then feeding it back inside her, sinking back down to the base even quicker than she did the first time.  This time around she started to ride me, working her pussy back up to the tip then dropping it straight back down, little ripples passing through her buttcocks as they crashed down against my stomach.

Jameela moved around in front of her, taking Mila’s face in her hands as she leaned in to kiss her, egging her on as their lips came apart. 

“Yeah, that’s it, girl.  Use that cock.  I wanna see you cum all over it.”

Frankly, I wanted to see that too, and without even a moment’s pause, I reached out swiftly with both my hands and grabbed onto Mila’s hips, holding her in place as I started to ram up into her.  She wasn’t using my cock anymore; *I* was using her pussy.  The sudden move caught Mila off guard and she threw her head back as hard as she could, promptly launching a deafening scream that ricocheted off the bedroom ceiling.

“OH, FUCK!  YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH!”

Now again, I couldn’t see exactly what was happening here, but once again Kristen had my back.  According to her, as soon as Mila started screaming, Jameela reached down and started rubbing her clit.  And once she started doing that, Mila’s pussy immediately tightened, gipping my cock for all its worth as I drove it deep inside her.  Jameela lifted her remaining hand, clasping it gently around Mila’s throat as she leaned in close, speaking straight into her ear.

“You gonna cum for me, baby?  You gonna cum all over that cock?”

Mila nodded slowly, seemingly unable to do much else as I drilled my cock in hard and fast, hitting her cervix repeatedly. 

“*I* know,” said Jameela.  “I know what will make you cum.”

And with that, she placed her hands on Mila’s back, pushing her forward with so much force that she almost slipped off my cock.  Mila yelped at the sudden move, bracing herself with her hands on the mattress as she ended up in doggy but with me still on my back.  I didn’t move a single inch, just continued to thrust my cock into her pussy as Jameela leaned down and stuck out her tongue, guiding it to Mila’s asshole. 

Jameela’s prediction was definitely correct, as when she started licking her asshole, Mila climaxed almost immediately.  Lifting her head up, Mila screamed at the wall in front of her as I rammed my cock in as hard as I could, pulling her down into me to ensure each thrust was as deep as possible.

“OHHH!!!  YEEESSS!!!”

Her arms started shaking beneath her, and I could see her butthole tensing and winking as Jameela licked it swiftly.  Cum gushed forth from Mila’s pussy, soaking every inch of my shaft as her pussy gripped it as tight as can be.  I thrusted into her one last time then held it there for a couple of seconds as Mila’s arms gave out from beneath her and she landed in a heap on the mattress. 

“Good?” asked Jameela, grinning.

Mila simply nodded her head, unable even to summon up words.

I moved my hands to Mila’s hips, pushing her up and off my cock, noting how wet she’d left my shaft as the crown popped free from her pussy. 

“Fucking hell!” said Jameela as she saw it.  “Shall I clean that up for you?”

“I think she should do it,” I replied, pointing a thumb at Kristen. 

She’d been waiting patiently for sometime now, staying mostly quiet even now that her gag had been removed. 

“Good idea,” said Jameela, then two of us stepped down off the bed, Jameela using my cock like a leash as she led me towards her friend.

I stepped in front of Kristen, cock pointing right at her face as Jameela moved behind her.  Mila joined us a few seconds later and both girls knelt behind Kristen.  Mila kissed her neck while Jameela leaned over shoulder, speaking straight into her ear.

“You wanna suck that cock, Kristen?”

Kristen nodded.  I could already see her nostrils flaring as the smell of Mila’s pussy wafted into her nose. 

“Open your mouth,” Jameela ordered and Kristen quickly did so, parting her lips as wide as they’d go.  “Stick out your tongue.”

Again, Kristen did as she told her, poking her tongue from between her lips and stretching it out as far as she could. 

“Lick the tip.”

The tip of her tongue pressed against my slit and she dragged it across it slowly.

“Can you taste his precum?” said Jameela.

“Mmhmm,” said Kristen.

“How about my pussy?” Mila asked her, reaching around from behind her to play with Kristen’s tits.

Kristen nodded her head.

“You want some more?” asked Jameela.

Kristen nodded again.

“Press your tongue underneath the tip, then swirl it around his cockhead slowly,” Jameela instructed.  She made a little spin motion with her finger, demonstrating for Kristen what she wanted her to do.

Kristen did as instructed, pressing her tongue underneath my crown then spinning around it in a perfect circle, licking up more of Mila’s juices. 

“Good girl,” said Jameela.  “Now take the tip in between your lips and brush your tongue against the underside.”

Kristen peeled her tongue from the tip, keeping it out above her bottom lip as I slowly steered forward and pushed my crown into her mouth.  I felt the underside touch her tongue, then felt her tongue start lapping against it as she wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock. 

“You want it deeper?” Jameela asked her.

“Mmhmm.”

Jameela looked up at me, using her hand to beckon me closer.  I took a step forward, pushing my cock across Kristen’s tongue as I fed her the first two inches. 

“Move your head forward,” Jameela instructed, reaching up with one of her hands and gripping my cock at the base.  “Just a little.”

Kristen’s head pushed forward slowly, those blue eyes staring up into mine as she took another inch in her mouth.

“Stop,” said Jameela and Kristen promptly did so, freezing on the spot with her lips locked tightly around my girthy shaft.  “Now back to the tip.”

Kristen dragged her lips back, sucking her cheeks in and forming a seal so tight that it almost kept her from doing so.  But she managed and it felt amazing.  A gentle groan spilled forth from my lips and I felt my cockhead twitch and spasm as she pulled her lips right back to the tip, lapping at it with her tongue.

“Forward,” said Jameela, and Kristen loosened her seal just a little as she moved her head back towards my abs, taking me one inch deeper.

This continued for quite some time, with Kristen’s lips sliding smoothly up and down my shaft, taking another inch of my cock once Jameela had allowed her to do so.  The very next pass took me past her tonsils, then the one after that took me into her throat, each one followed by a pull back up to the tip, which seemed to get harder each time she did it.  One last push and Kristen’s lips went down to the base, my swollen balls squished against her chin as she pressed her face up against my stomach, vanishing my cock without even flinching. 

“Uhhh!” I moaned as I tipped my head back, closing my eyes as a jolt of pleasure shot through the length of my shaft.

I moved my hands down almost instinctively and grabbed onto the back of her head, keeping her there for a couple of seconds then gripping her hair and pulling her back.  My cock revealed itself inch by inch until Kristen’s lips slid over the tip and she popped it out from between them, my entire length now dripping with spit. 

“OK, not bad,” said Jameela, trying not to sound impressed as she turned and looked at Mila.  “What do you think?  Shall we take her to the bed now?  Do you think she’s earned it?”

“Hmm, I’d say so,” Mila replied, then reached a hand between Kristen’s legs and rubbed it against her crotch.  “She’s definitely warm enough.”

Kristen gave a contented moan; I can only begin to imagine how wet she must have been.  The girls uncuffed her wrists and ankles then rose to their feet either side of Kristen, helping her up off the floor.  They clasped their hands in a naked chain and started to walk towards the bed.  I went to follow but Jameela stopped me, pressing a hand against my chest.

“Uh uh.  Not you,” she said, then pointed to a chair at the far side of the room.  “You sit there.  We’ll tell you when we need you.”

I was a little disappointed (OK, I was very disappointed) but I did as Jameela told me, taking a seat on the chair as the girls climbed onto the bed.  Kristen’s friends remained in charge and continued to order her around as they arranged themselves into various positions.  It started with Kristen eating out Mila while Jameela sat on her face, then Jameela sat on Kristen’s face while leaning forward to eat out Mila.  Mila and Jameela 69’d with Jameela on top so Kristen could lick her ass.  Then Kristen moved around to the other side and fingered Mila while Jameela licked her clit. 

I was starting to know how Kristen felt earlier, watching this super hot threesome unveil in front of me and not being allowed to join.  But at least I was able to touch myself, which was something I made sure to do sparingly, just enough to keep me hard for when I re-entered the fray.  Though the longer the girls kept at it, the more I wondered if they’d forgotten all about me. 

But as they continued to move from position to position, a pattern began to emerge: Kristen was on the giving end, never the receiving.  Which could have meant one of two things.  One) Mila and Jameela were incredibly selfish (which, given the way our threesome had gone, I didn’t believe to be true), or two) they were saving her for something.  I hoped it was the latter.  And I really hoped that something was me. 

A couple more positions and I got my answer.  Mila and Jameela had finished taking turns riding Kristen’s face when they finally decided that they’d reached their limit. 

“OK, OK,” Jameela panted, waving her hand like a white flag as she climbed down from Kristen’s face and slumped down onto the mattress.  “I can’t cum anymore.”

“Yeah, OK,” Mila grinned back.  “I give you about five minutes.”

“No, no,” Jameela protested, putting a hand in front of her pussy as if to guard it from further stimulation.  “I’m done.  I’m done.”

“Wow.  OK.”  Mila raised her eyebrows as she looked at Kristen.  “I think she really means it.”

“I do, I do,” Jameel confirmed.  “I’m gonna need an hour.  At least.”

“Looks like it’s your turn then,” Mila told Kristen.  “Who do you want to get you off?  Me, her or him?”

Kristen looked at all three of us in turn then took a moment to weigh up her options.  “All of you?”

Mila tipped her head back and laughed.  “God, such a fucking slut, I love it.  OK, all of us.  I think I better start.  She doesn’t look up to the job just yet,” Mila concluded, pointing to Jameela who looked half-conscious on the other side of the bed.

Mila beckoned me over and of course I leapt up as quick as a flash, scurrying over to join them on the bed.  I started out on Kristen’s left, leaning over to kiss her and getting a taste of two different pussies as her tongue pushed into my mouth.  The kiss was aggressive yet kind of needy, telling me she’d been missing me, even with all the sex she’d had. 

By the time our lips came apart, Mila was down in between her legs, kissing the insides of her thighs while Jameela had recovered just enough vitality to position herself to Kristen’s right.  Kristen turned to kiss her next, and I latched onto one of her breasts as Mila’s tongue poked out from her lips and pressed against her pussy.  I watched her slide her tongue up slowly, then felt a shockwave pass through Kristen as she dragged it over her clit.  With the amount of sex she’d either watched or participated in without getting any release, her clit must have been a bundle of nerves.  I’m surprised she didn’t cum from that touch alone.

Kristen peeled her lips from Jameela’s, unleashing an incredibly charged up moan as Mila licked to the bottom of her slit then right back up to the top again, teasing her clit with a flick of her tongue.  Jameela moved to Kristen’s right breast and the two of us looked and grinned at each other as we felt her body start squirming beneath us, her nipple getting harder as I suckled upon it, feasting like a famished babe. 

Mila rubbed two fingers against the slit of Kristen’s pussy, teasing her with them before she slipped them both inside her. 

“Oh my God!” she gasped.  “You’re so fucking wet.”

She wasn’t wrong.  Kristen was so wet I could hear it.  A squelching sound had filled the room, which only got louder the deeper Mila’s fingers went.

“Fuck, Kristen!” Mila exclaimed as she sunk her fingers right down to the knuckle, plucking them back out again to show us how wet they were.

Honestly, I’d never seen anything like it.  Her fingers were glistening, like she’d just dipped them in a bottle of lube.  Mila slipped them in between her lips, giving an ‘mmm’ as she sucked them clean; she clearly liked the taste.  She slid them back into Kristen’s pussy then wrapped her lips around her clit.  The squelching sounds continued in earnest, accompanied by a chorus of moans as Mila started licking her clit.

According to Kristen, Mila started slowly, dragging her tongue across her clit with a series of firm, hard strokes.  Then her tongue started swirling around it, ringing it in concentric circles.  Kristen’s moans increased in volume, the squelching sounds getting louder and louder as Mila kept licking her pussy. 

“Don’t make her cum yet,” Jameela said and Mila heeded the warning, peeling her lips from Kristen’s pussy but continuing to finger her. 

Kristen’s moans softened a little but the squelches stayed as loud as ever as Mila’s fingers slid back and forth, curling up inside her and touching Kristen’s g-spot.  This continued for the next few minutes.  Mila returned her tongue to her clit, licking her to the brink of climax then taking it away again, leaving her fingers inside her.  It was the perfect tease, helped by myself and Jameela sucking on her bullet-stiff nipples, only stopping to make out with Kristen or kiss her shoulders and neck.

“OK, my turn,” said Jameela, and she and Mila switched positions. 

Jameela crawled between Kristen’s legs, hooking her arms around the tops of her thighs and resting her hands on her stomach.  She stuck her tongue out from between her lips and guided it to Kristen’s clit, licking it with speed and vigour.  As Mila leaned down to make out with Kristen, Kristen’s hand slid between her legs and started to rub her pussy.  Their lips came apart and Mila moaned as she raised her head up, straightening her back as Kristen turned her head to the side and put her tongue to her clit. 

Kristen reached out with her remaining hand and I peeled my lips from around her nipple as I felt her fingers grip my cock.  I lifted my head up, kneeling opposite Mila as Kristen started stroking my cock, her clenched fist wrapped tightly around it as she jerked from base to tip.  I placed a finger under Mila’s chin and pulled her in for a kiss, moans merging inside our mouths as Kristen worked us over. 

Mila and I were still making out when I felt Kristen’s mouth slide onto my cock.  Her fist slid down to the base of my shaft and she kept it there as she worked her lips down, taking as much as she could.  As Kristen started bobbing her head, her hand stopped rubbing at Mila’s pussy, putting two fingers to her drippy wet slit and pushing them up inside her.  She’d proved that she could multitask already this evening, and as she pumped her mouth along the length of my shaft while fingering Mila’s pussy, it was clear she hadn’t lost her touch.

She kept that up for several minutes, switching back and forth between Mila and I with increasing regularity.  Turning to her right, she’d used the spit she’d left on my cock to jerk it up and down, fingerfucking Mila while she tongued at her clit.  Then when she turned back to me, she’d keep her fingers in Mila’s pussy, tightly clenching the base of the shaft as she worked her lips up and down it.  And if that wasn’t impressive enough, Jameela was eating her the whole way through, tonguing her clit with speed and precision.

Like Mila before her, Jameela was teasing her something fierce, regularly bringing her right to the edge but neglecting to finish her off.  It seemed like they wanted me to do that, and if indeed that was the case then I was more than happy to oblige them.  I got my chance a few minutes later.  Leaving her on the brink once more, Jameela emerged from between her legs, wearing a particularly menacing grin, her lips wet with Kristen’s arousal.

“OK, big boy, you’re up,” Jameela declared, vacating the spot between Kristen’s legs and allowing me to fill it.

I knelt between them and spread them wide, gripping my cock at the base.  I briefly considered going down on her first but figured there wasn’t much need.  Kristen had left my cock soaking wet and I could tell from only the briefest glance that the girls had done the same to her pussy.  Both of us were ready, no doubt about that. 

I pressed my cock against her pussy and gently pushed it forward, entering her with the merest of thrusts.  Her pussy was so wet and her muscles so tense that she practically pulled me in herself.  Kristen moaned as I slid inside her, letting her head fall back into the pillows as Jameela took the spot to her left, leaning down to kiss her as moans spilled forth from her lips.

I pushed myself forward with minimal force and already I was sheathed to the base, Kristen emitting a particularly loud moan as my swollen cockhead touched her cervix.  It sounded like she almost came from that and it made me realise how close she really was.  I’d finished some women off quickly before but this could be a new record. 

I withdrew my cock back out to the tip and took a quick look to see how wet it was.  Answer?  It was soaking.  I’d been inside her less than a minute and my cock was dripping with so much juice that it looked like I’d been in there for hours.  I figured the girls would want to see it so I popped it out the rest of the way and laid it on Kristen’s stomach, showing everyone how deep it had been.

“Who wants a taste?” I asked the room.

“Oh my God!” Jameela laughed, putting a hand to her mouth as she gasped in shock.  “Fucking hell, Kristen!  Have you got a bottle of K-Y shoved up your fanny?”

Kristen blushed as Mila practically burst out laughing.  Mila and Jameela both leaned forward, cleaning my cock off as they sucked it down one after the other.  I steered it back into Kristen’s pussy, lifting her legs up and holding them against my chest as I started thrusting slowly.  I was still a little stunned by how wet she was, and the ease with which my cock slid through her really had to be seen to be believed.  Kristen moaned as she took each thrust, some of them blocked by Mila and Jameela as they each took turns to kiss her, hands pawing at her perky tits.

“Do you want me to choke you?” Jameela asked her; clearly she knew what she likes.

Kristen didn’t answer with words.  She simply grabbed onto Jameela’s wrist and pulled it towards her throat.

“Woah, OK.  So that’s a ‘yes’, then?” Jameela laughed as she gripped her fingers over Kristen’s throat and started to squeeze at the sides of her neck.

I felt her tighten instantaneously, and her pussy seemed to get even wetter as I drilled my cock into her with harder, quicker thrusts.  Mila reached down and rubbed her clit, and Kristen’s muscles contracted once more, though my thrusts came easy thanks to the insane amount of juice that was dripping from her pussy.

“Harder,” Kristen moaned.  She was looking at Jameela but I had a sneaking suspicion that she was talking to me as well.  And possibly Mila too.

Whoever she was talking to, all three of us answered the call.  Jameela choked her with greater exertion, slightly muffling Kristen’s moans as they continued to pour from her lips.  Mila rubbed harder at the nub of her clit, tightening her pussy like she was turning a lever.  And I tightened my grip on her legs, pinning them firmly against my chest as I went in hard on her dripping wet pussy, pounding with little restraint.

“You gonna cum?  Huh?” Jameela asked her, clenching her throat with so much force that Kristen could barely answer.

Honestly, I wasn’t sure how she hadn’t already, and if she didn’t cum soon, I was gonna beat her to it.  My cock was throbbing intensely, my balls growing and swelling and churning as they slapped against her taint. 

Kristen’s eyes rolled into her head, her face turning red as Jameela’s grip deprived her brain of oxygen. 

“Yes!  Cum for us,” Jameela exclaimed.  “Cum on that fucking cock.”

One more thrust and Kristen obliged her.  Her pussy gripped me extra tight as a rush of fluid surged from within her, dousing my cock as I sheathed it inside her.  That was more than enough to set me off and I fired back at her twice as hard, unleashing a tidal wave of piping hot semen that flooded into Kristen’s womb.  Her features skewed as she took my load, contorting in all manner of ways as I filled her pussy to the brim.  She tried to moan but the sound was blocked by Jameela’s hand, Mila’s fingers still rubbing her clit as the feeling gripped her and didn’t let go.  Her pussy was clenching and gripping my shaft, squeezing every inch of it and forcing out more of my cum. 

I must have cum for close to a minute, another warm spurt shooting out from the tip with every clench of Kristen’s muscles.  Finally she reached her peak and her grip on me began to subside, allowing me to slowly withdraw as Mila and Jameela both crawled towards me.  With the girls now flanking me from either side, I prised my tip from Kristen’s pussy, stepping down from the bed as they both moved in. 

Cum dripped out from Kristen’s pussy which was quickly gathered by Jameela’s tongue.  She pulled my cum back into her mouth, sharing it with Mila as the two of them kissed then moved back up towards the headboard.  Kristen parted her lips, catching all the cum in her mouth as they fed it to her one by one, wrapping things up with a threeway kiss. 

“Phew!  I think she needed that,” Jameela declared, grinning as she licked her lips. 

“How can you tell?” Mila laughed back.

“Just an inkling,” Jameela replied, and the two of them shared a giggle. 

Of course we didn’t leave it there, and things started up again shortly after that.  First I put Kristen back down on the floor, reaffixing her cuffs and blindfold.  Jameela and Mila started out on the bed while I used Kristen’s mouth to warm myself up.  I left Kristen there as I joined her friends, and once I’d fucked the pair of them twice, we invited her to join us. 

The girls passed out as soon as I came, so I went to my bedroom to get some sleep.  Our guests were gone by the time I woke up, and Kristen and I took a shower together then went to fix some breakfast.  Once we’d eaten, Kristen went upstairs to get herself ready, while I went to my room to gather my things.  It was time to go down to the basement.

END

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Great first part to this new Gateway story, Dark. I can't wait to see Tyler and Kristen do next.