Me and Jessie spent somewhere close to a month as Cameron Henlow and Edie Jamison. One night, after some intense sex, I instantly fell out of consciousness. When I woke up, it was morning, and Edie was wearing a sports bra and nothing else. She had someone up with her though-Jeff form the looks of it. Why was he tied up?
"Sorry about the zip ties. Had to make sure you wouldn't run from me."
"Run from you why? I have things to do!!!"
"So wound up. But that's why you're here. You need to blow off some steam, and while you're at it, make us happy at the same time."
"Dear God, no. I'm a virgin. I've never done this before."
"That's why I'm here, to handle the heavy lifting. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. You, at present, aren't going to be enough to satisfy my girl and me. We need to make you into a big, strong bull for that."
"What-"
Smiling, Edie brought out a mask of her own, that of a black guy who I recognized from the third row of Ms. Henlow's class. I noticed that Edie had something of a crush on him, but of course teachers and students were supposed to keep a healthy distance from each other. Apparently, she had not done that.
Jeff struggled, but Edie eventually forced him into the mask. Then she cut the ties and stripped him, revealing what I can only describe as a monster of a cock. It was dark, almost exactly the size and thickness of my arm, with a tip that swelled and pulsated with sexual tension. Now I knew why Edie liked him so much.
Poor Jeff got shoved onto the bed, with Edie then sitting directly on his face. "Shut up and lick my pussy, bitch!!! Cammy, start riding that beast."
It took some maneuvering, but I eventually managed to position my snatch directly above Jeff's tip. Then, without hesitation, I dropped, and felt his dick go all the way up to my womb. Then I started moving up and down slowly.
As one might expect, it didn't take long for the pleasure of my vagina to get to Jeff. His cock started to swell up even more, and then all of a sudden, he blasted a river of sperm right into me. I could feel more and more of his semen pumping out of his tip, until it came to a only a small trickle.
Meanwhile, Edie had already orgasmed, and I could see her juices staining the bed cover. She reached over and cupped Jeff's balls in her hands. "He's not empty just yet. Help me massage more sperm out of him."
So I did. And she was right-Jeff came at least seven more times as I folded and poked at his balls. Finally, his cock stopped throbbing and began to soften, a tell-tale sign that he was dry. I let him fall out, and Edie removed herself and let him rest against the backboard of the bed.
As he tried to catch his breath, the two of us snugged against his big chest muscles and planted our kisses on both sides of his face. "We're never gonna leave you, Jeff. As long as you attend to our needs, you'll be getting all the pussy you want." The smile still hung on Edie's face as she gripped Jeff's arm and rested.
I could swear that somewhere inside, I heard Jeff thanking the Lord for this day.