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.
