Donna and I followed Kendra to a single bathroom in a back corner. Once we entered, Kendra locked the door. I was about to question why Kendra had joined us when Donna put me into another lip-lock. At that moment, I didn’t care who watched.
I shoved Donna’s tank top up off her breasts and leaned down to give them the oral attention they deserved. While I focused on that, she began to help me out of my shirt. Kendra got busy by undoing my belt and my pants. The two of them soon had me naked.
Both Donna and Kendra took a step back to take me in.
“He’s magnificent,” Donna hissed.
“I was going to say perfect. I know a lot of porn stars who would kill to have his body,” Kendra said and then looked me in the eye. “Have you ever considered doing adult films?”
I barked out a laugh and shook my head. That would be a mistake of epic proportions. If my mom ever found out … I felt myself shudder at the implication of my doom.
I might be eighteen, but that didn’t mean I didn’t have to answer to my mother. That bit of wisdom made me wonder whether I’d have to do for the rest of my life. Or maybe I would someday not have to worry about my mom’s reaction when I did something like that.
Kendra shrugged.
“I hope you don’t mind me inserting myself like this?” Kendra asked.
“I thought we were going to have some fun,” I reminded Donna.
It was her turn to shrug. She looked at Kendra, and they did that girl thing where they psychically communicated with each other. They both smiled. I took that as a good sign.
“Hell, yes, we are,” Donna said as she surged forward and dropped to her knees.
She had a coy look as she pushed me back against the bathroom wall. She kissed my stomach and ran her hands down my bare torso until they slid to the sides and ended up resting on my firm, well-muscled hips.
Donna gazed up at me as she grasped the base of my manhood. She leaned up and teased the underside of Mr. Happy with her tongue and lips. She took the tip into her mouth and pulled it with a pop. Donna giggled, which I assumed I caused by the look on my face. This had started to get good.
“I just wanted to check to make sure you were up for serious fun,” Donna teased.
I wasn’t in the mood for banter. Instead, I reached for the back of her blond-haired head and pulled her against my throbbing member. It was impressive to see my sack hanging under her chin and Mr. Happy’s tip part her hairline. Kendra moaned at the erotic sight.
I reached down, grasped the top third of Mr. Happy, gave him a few tentative strokes, and guided Donna’s lips downward toward my hanging twins. I pushed my hips forward and let my head fall back against the wall as Donna slowly circled the family jewels with her tongue. My knees locked, saving me from sliding down the wall in my pleasure. I voiced my approval of her technique with a low, rumbling growl.
Donna’s suckling mouth made an indecent sound as she worked my balls. It felt naughty, taboo even, which made it even more arousing. Most people would say that getting your balls sucked in a club bathroom was probably wrong. That just made it hotter.
With that in mind, I guided her head up while grinding myself against her lips. I was leaking, and it had spread all over her forehead. Seeing my Nordic goddess pleasure me with her mouth made me smile. I hadn’t forgotten my Italian beauty.
“Help her out,” I ordered.
Kendra sauntered up to me, looking pleased. I did the mental gymnastics to determine whether or not this broke my code concerning guys I knew and their exes. Since Tony had married Nancy, I put Kendra into the same category that I did Ashley and Scarlet. While I cared for them, I wanted them to be happy.
I expected that Tony felt the same. Hell, after Greg announced his intention to marry Angie, I’d dated a bunch of girls that he had. At that moment, I decided that if Kendra was going to throw herself at me, I wasn’t going to toss her back. There was only so much temptation a guy could withstand.
Kendra came to me, and I used my other hand to grasp her behind the neck as well. I pulled her in for a kiss. Her lips were fuller and softer than Donna’s. I puzzled out the best way to maximize my pleasure and pushed Kendra down and guided her to the twins. Donna had claimed Mr. Happy as her own. I let the girls take over as my hands rose up the backs of their heads, and my fingers toyed with their locks of hair.
Donna angled her head and pulled down Mr. Happy to give herself access. She took him past her parted lips, then leaned forward to take my member deeper into her hot, wet mouth. She went at a tortuously slow, steady pace as her hands grabbed my butt to help her try to swallow me whole. Donna took inch after inch in stride with her well-practiced mouth. When she reached her limit, she swirled her tongue to add to my pleasure. Then she began to pull off, only to plunge down again.
While Donna did that, Kendra was busy doing something wondrous to my balls. She alternated as she sucked one in and rolled it around in her mouth; then she would switch. I’d never had a tag team like this pair who knew precisely how to make me squirm.
I let out a moan of approval when Donna managed to take all of me. At the same time, Kendra had stuffed both of my balls into her mouth. When I glanced down, it looked like they were kissing. I felt my balls tighten and an urgent need to cum. With a Herculean effort, I held off.
Donna got serious about giving me head. She began to slide Mr. Happy into her mouth as far as she could take him and then pull off. Each time she did it, she got him wetter, and she did it again and again. When Donna would plunge down on my turgid member, I felt her throat muscles squeeze around the crown, which sent a shiver radiating up my spine. When she pulled off, a big string of drool connected Donna’s bottom lip to my twitching dick.
I debated whether to let them bring me off or change things up and decided on the latter. So I reached down, put my hands under Donna’s armpits, and helped her stand. I grabbed her by the butt, lifted her up, and placed her on the lip of the sink.
“Put a condom on and get inside me right now,” Donna ordered.
Kendra proved herself handy as she searched my pants and found my foil three-pack. She opened one and put it on me with a practiced touch.
While she did that, I reached down and ran my fingers through Donna’s sex and found her ready, so I mounted her in one steady thrust. Donna dropped her head to her chest and scrunched up her face as she put both of her hands on my chest as well.
“Damn, you’re huge,” she complained. “Give me a minute.”
Donna blinked a few times, and our eyes locked. I gave her a little smirk and abandoned myself to our shared pleasures. Her soft feminine body encased my hardness, and I descended into a place devoid of conscious thought. It was like the bliss of winning a game, but way hotter.
Donna lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist as I began to do her in earnest. Kendra had taken her blouse off, and I got a good look at her hidden curves. Both her large breasts and enormous nipples were even bigger than I’d guessed. I reached over and tugged on one of her nipples to pull her closer to me, then leaned over and kissed her. I found I could multitask, making out with Kendra and playing with her breasts while I pounded Donna.
Suddenly, I was almost there, so I stopped kissing Kendra.
“I’m close,” I warned Donna.
“Not yet. I’m almost there,” she begged.
I reached down, found her nubbin, and began to stimulate it to help her join me. She began to moan to announce her release, then shuddered and screamed my name. That was usually a good sign.
I gave her two more strokes for good measure.
“Where do you want it?” I asked, pulling out and ripping off my condom.
Kendra shocked me when she grabbed me at the base and sucked me into her mouth. I bellowed out my own pleasure as I found my release. Kendra frantically bobbed her head up and down to maximize my enjoyment. I surprised myself when I didn’t just jam Mr. Happy into her throat like the sexual beast inside of me demanded. That might be a bit too much for Kendra.