As I continued to sample the delights to be found between Michelle's thighs, Michaela gradually got used to being filled with my erect penis; from the assorted noises I heard and the way the bed moved as she shifted around, I don't doubt that Michaela received no small assistance from Faye. As the other two were keeping themselves occupied, I brought Michelle to one climax, and was happily easing her along to a second when I realized that Michaela's movements on my penis were slowing down. It didn't take me but a moment to realize that she was likely getting tired, and after a couple of gentle nudges, got Michelle to lift herself off of me long enough for me to tell her "I think your sister's getting tired."
She turned her head, and saw that I was right before looking down at me to answer "Yeah. It sure looks like she's enjoying it, and I want her to feel good, but I don't want you to stop doing me, either!"
I considered that for a few moments before saying "If she just want to hold still, I can kind of take over – and if you'll turn around, I'd bet you could help her, too."
It took her only a moment to understand what I was getting at, and she gave me a mildly lecherous grin before moving off of me. I was able to reach out and take hold of Michaela's hips and get her to hold still while I told her "I can tell you're getting tired. We don't have to stop" – "Good!", she declared – "but we need to change things a little so I don't have to leave Michelle out."
Faye heard me, too, and nodded her agreement; I could tell that she was a little disappointed that she wasn't able to participate more than she had.
Panting slightly, Michaela asked "Changed how?"
"You can just stay there, and I'll move up into you", I answered.
Michelle spoke up then, saying "I'm going to turn around so that he can keep going with me, and then we can keep going."
Michaela and Faye both voiced their understanding and agreement, and it wasn't but a few seconds before Michelle was again getting herself positioned over my head, but facing her sister.
When Michelle had lowered herself again, I reached out to take her breasts in my hand – only to find that one of the other two had already beaten me to it. Instead of filling my hands with Michelle's mammaries, I opted to caress my way down her back until I could hold her delightfully smooth and firm ass in my hands as I raised my head between her thighs again. Extending my tongue, I toyed with her clitoris for a few moments before using it to lap up the nectar that had collected between her labia while we'd been getting ourselves rearranged.
Down by my penis, I felt a hand – whose, I don't know – touch where I was still embedded in Michaela; that was the cue for me to start moving myself in her. I started slowly so that I could make sure that I was able to do a proper job of tending to both of the twins. I'll admit that it was something of a challenge dividing my attention that way, but if I couldn't get both of them off it wasn't going to be from lack of trying.
It took several minutes, but I finally did manage to get the two of them going again with able and enthusiastic assistance from whoever was using her hand to stimulate Michaela's clit while I was steadily pistoning up into her. With my ears no longer covered by Michelle's thighs, I could hear all three of them softly panting and making various pleased noises about what was happening to them. It was only later that I learned that while I was busy with the twins, Faye had each of her hands filled with one of each of the twins breasts while Michaela had her hands busy at Faye's crotch and her sisters other breast. It was Michelle's hand teasing Michaela's clitoris while the other was occupied with the breast that Faye wasn't busy with.
What with not being able to dedicate myself to pleasuring just ONE of them, it took that much longer for what I was trying to do to have the desired effect. But that it was working was fairly obvious: as the seconds and minutes ticked by, the sounds of arousal and pleasure I could hear became more and more frequent, and impassioned.
I was surprised when I felt the weight on the bed shifting, followed by Michelle leaning forward and to the side a bit, so that the upper part of her body was next to my hips, instead of being over me. A few moments later, her hand disappeared, only to be replaced by what I had to figure was Faye's face: the breasts pressing against me were simply too small to be Michelle's. It took me a few seconds to figure out what had happened: they'd moved around so that Faye could make a more direct contribution to the pleasure Michaela and I were giving each other; she'd also moved so that Michelle could lean forward enough to tend to HER needs and desires, as well. That left us with my face in Michelle's crotch, Michelle's head between Faye's thighs, and Faye using her tongue on Michaela's clit while I was thrusting my hard cock into Michaela's oh-so-wet and incredibly tight pussy.
That arrangement seemed to be something that all of us found satisfactory – it wasn't much longer before I felt Faye's head separate from Michaela's pelvis, followed by her cry of pleasure as she slid into an orgasm.
With Faye out of the loop (so to speak), I felt Michelle lift herself up again, followed by feeling her and her sister both lean forward. I slid my hands from Michelle's lovely ass, up her back, and around to her breasts – not surprised in the slightest when I found them already partially covered by what could only have been Michaela's hands. There was enough room, though, that both of us were able to have fun. That was even more true when we figured out how to work together to please Michelle: while one of us would be gently pulling and pinching her nipples, the other would be softly squeezing or caressing her breasts. Teamed up that way, we were effectively doubling the pleasure Michelle was getting by being able to do two things to her at the same time.
Coupled with what I was doing between her thighs, it didn't take us long to get Michelle close to having another climax. Wanting to give Michelle as good as I had for Michaela, I pulled my hands back to the firm globes of Michelle's ass and spent the next little while to bringing her to the very edge of release and letting her slide back again, then repeating the process. I was getting her close for a third time when I heard Michelle release a sound that was a strange mixture of a moan of intense arousal and frustrated whimper. Realizing that she was as ready as I could want, the rest of my efforts were both slower and gentler, teasing her closer and closer. I managed to hold her at the very brink of release for several seconds before taking her clitoris between my lips and softly fluttering my tongue across it while I held myself still in Michaela.
The response to my efforts was much greater than I could have anticipated: with a grunt that choked off an incipient scream, Michelle tried to slam her thighs together before her body seized up and became absolutely motionless over me. She stayed like that for several seconds, then collapsed on top of me and drew a deep, gasping breath before her body seized up again. She came out of it just a couple of seconds later, and somehow managed to keep breathing despite the several obviously powerful spasms I felt her experience.
Peering over the mounds of Michelle's ass, I could see as Michaela stared at her sister for several seconds before looking at me. With awe in her voice, she told me "I know she can have some really strong orgasms, but I have never, ever, seen her cum that hard! What did you do to her?!"
"Pretty much what I did to you, only more of it. I don't think it was just me, though. It was probably what all of us were doing that did it."
Michaela looked like she didn't entirely believe me, but I wasn't worried about that. What did have my interest was what the hell I was going to do about Michelle – who was doing a damn fine job of holding me down so that I couldn't pick up where I'd left off with Michaela.
That Michaela hadn't lost track of where she was, and why she was there, was evidenced by the fact that after starting to move to help her sister, she realized that she was still impaled on my erection. I could see by the expression on her face that that little fact had her in something of a quandary: she could either help her sister or get off my dick – but not both. After only a few seconds of indecision, she seemed to conclude that Michelle wasn't in any actual danger, and elected to stay where she was – and that since I couldn't move, she would.