DreamersGN Chapter 265- Banging the Three Bitches
Chapter 265- Banging the Three Bitches
Thalia’s cunt rode his cock in long, rolling strokes.
Her hips working in a figure-eight motion that dragged his shaft against her front wall on every rotation, the pregnancy-tight grip of her walls milking him from tip to base with each pass.
’He is inside me and Jenny is on his face and I can see her back.’ ’I can see her ass sitting on his mouth.’ ’I can see my stepmother’s cunt grinding his abs and leaving a wet streak across his skin.’ ’I want to pull both of them off.’ ’I want to.’ ’I am not going to because I am better than them and I am going to prove it by coming harder than either of them ever have.’
She grabbed his chest for leverage.
Her hips accelerated.
PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!
"AAANGHH~!! HIIEEK~!! OUNGH~!! NGH~!! ’DEEPER’~!!"
Jenny came on his face.
Not quietly.
Her thick thighs clamped down around his head, both hands flying backward to grip Vivienne’s shoulders, and she gushed directly onto his tongue in a hot, sustained spray that ran down both sides of his jaw.
"AAAAAHHH~!! ’MASTER’~!! HIIEEK~!! OUNGH~!! NGH~!!"
Her whole body shook.
Her ass bounced on his face through the orgasm, her cunt pulsing against his mouth, his tongue pressing steady through every wave.
Vivienne squirted from the grinding alone.
Untouched. Just the friction of his abs against her clit and watching Jenny come on his face and Thalia ride his cock above her.
The spray hit Thalia’s thighs.
Thalia looked down.
Her jaw set.
She rode him harder.
He deposited both Jenny and Vivienne sideways onto the mattress.
One smooth, simultaneous removal, both women landing in boneless heaps on either side.
He flipped Thalia.
Face down. Ass up. Her cheek on the mattress.
Drove into her cunt from behind with both hands gripping the back of her neck, not choking, just present — the specific grip of dominance without restriction.
PAH! PAH! PAAAH!
"AAANGHH~!! HIIEEK~!! ’CRUXIUS’~!! OUNGH~!!"
"MMMPH~!! NGH~!! ’DON’T STOP’~!!"
He didn’t stop.
His hips blurred.
The rhythm moving past individual strokes into something continuous — a sustained, merciless pace that drove her flat into the mattress with every thrust and lifted her off it with every withdrawal, her cunt stretched wide and wet and utterly accommodating, her walls doing nothing to slow him.
Her belly mark visible from above.
The swell of his cock pressing through her lower abdomen on every deep thrust, coming and going, her skin moving with it.
"AAANGHH~!! HIIEEK~!! NGH~!! OUNGH~!! ’TOO MUCH’~!!"
Jenny watched it from two feet away.
’His cock is showing through her belly.’ ’He has never pressed through my belly from behind.’ ’He goes deeper in her than me.’ ’He reaches places in her that he doesn’t in me and I can see it from here and my pussy is running down the mattress and I cannot stop watching.’
She crawled forward.
Her mouth found the back of Thalia’s thigh and bit.
Not hard.
Just present.
Thalia’s leg kicked sideways.
"’GET OFF ME’—AAANGHH~!!"
PAH! PAH! PAH!
"HIIEEK~!! OUNGH~!!"
He came.
Into Thalia’s cunt from behind, his hips grinding to the absolute base as the load released in long, sustained pulses that she felt pressing directly against her cervix with each one.
"AAANGHH~!! ’HOT’~!! HIIEEK~!! OUNGH~!!"
Her walls clenched around him through his entire finish, milking every last pulse, the wet sound of it filling the room.
He pulled out.
Vivienne’s mouth was already there.
Positioned between Thalia’s thighs from behind before he had fully cleared, her lips sealing around Thalia’s entrance, tonguing the overflow out of her before it ran.
Thalia made a specific, furious sound into the mattress.
"Get your ’mouth’—"
He grabbed Vivienne’s hair and pulled her up.
Pressed his cock to her lips.
She sucked him clean in four strokes and then he was hard again and driving into her cunt before the four strokes were finished.
"AAAAHHH~!! GHHKK~!! HIIEEK~!! ’MASTER’~!!"
Hour Three — The Bathroom Again
He walked all three of them in.
Not by hair this time.
By his hands — one on Thalia’s wrist, one around Vivienne’s waist, and Jenny following on her own because her body had learned to follow him anywhere by now.
The shower.
Full width. All three of them under the rain head simultaneously.
Hot water over all of them.
He pressed Thalia against the glass first.
Her palms flat on the fogged surface.
His cock driving into her cunt from behind while the hot water ran over both of them, his chest against her back, her forehead leaving a print on the steamed glass.
PAH! PAH! PAH!
"AAANGHH~!! HIIEEK~!! OUNGH~!!"
Vivienne pressed herself against the opposite glass wall and spread herself open with both hands. Showing him. Her cunt held open by her own fingers, the rings gleaming in the shower light, both nipples pointed at him across the width of the shower.
"When you are finished with her," she said. Low. Controlled. "I am here, Master."
Jenny was on her knees under the rain head.
His balls in her mouth.
Sucking them while he drove into Thalia from behind, her hands gripping both their thighs for balance, her face pressed against the junction of his cock and Thalia’s cunt on every withdrawal.
"’Get your mouth away from there’—" Thalia tried to look down but couldn’t from this angle. "I can ’feel’ her—"
PAH! PAAAH!
"AAANGHH~!! HIIEEK~!!"
He pulled out of Thalia.
The withdrawal was immediate.
He stepped sideways and drove into Vivienne against the opposite glass without a single moment’s pause, the position mirroring Thalia’s exactly — her face to the fogged surface, his chest to her back, his hands at her hips.
PAH! PAH! PAH!
"AAAAHHH~!! GHHKK~!! HIIEEK~!! OUNGH~!!"
Thalia stood where she was.
Her cunt dripping down her inner thigh.
She turned.
Watched him drive into her stepmother from behind with the same brutal, rhythmic efficiency he’d used on her thirty seconds ago.
Her jaw tightened.
Her hand moved between her own thighs.
’He smells like me on his cock and now he is putting it in her and I am watching.’ ’I am watching my stepmother take my man’s cock against my shower glass.’ ’My hand is between my own legs.’ ’I hate this.’ ’My pussy is the wettest it has been all morning and I hate this.’
She walked forward.
Her hand came out.
She slapped Vivienne’s ass.
Hard.
PAH!
Vivienne’s head snapped up.
"’She’ is taken." Thalia’s voice arrived low and specific. "Get your cunt off him."
He grabbed Thalia’s wrist.
Pulled her against his side.
His cock still buried in Vivienne, his hips still moving.
His mouth found Thalia’s temple.
"Share," he said.
"’I will not’—"
PAH! PAH! PAAAH!
"AAANGHH~!! HIIEEK~!!" — ’Vivienne.’
"Hngh~!! NGH~!!" — ’Thalia, as his hand moved between her thighs from the side.’
He came in Vivienne against the shower glass.
Her squirt hit the glass from the inside, a flat, pressurised impact that ran down the pane in a thick stream.
He turned immediately.
Pinned Thalia to the glass where Vivienne had just been.
His cock pressed against Thalia’s anal from behind.
"’Not there again’—"
PAH!
"AAANGHH~!! HIIEEK~!! ’CRUXIUS’~!!"
He drove in.
PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!
"AAANGHH~!! HIIEEK~!! NGH~!! OUNGH~!! ’TOO DEEP’~!!"
His cock in her anal while the hot water ran over both of them, his hands on the glass on either side of her face, his abs against her back with every thrust.
Jenny pressed herself against his back from behind.
Her breasts flat against his spine.
Her hand reaching around to where his cock met Thalia’s anal, two fingers pressing against Thalia’s gaping cunt from the front.
"’DON’T’—" Thalia’s voice broke completely. "Don’t you ’dare’—AAANGHH~!!"
Jenny pressed in.
Both holes.
Simultaneously.
The thin wall between his cock and her fingers compressing from both sides at the same time.
"HIIEEK~!! OUNGH~!! NGH~!! ’I CANNOT’~!! AAANGHH~!!"
’Full.’ ’Completely full.’ ’His cock in my ass and her fingers in my pussy and I can feel both through the same wall and I cannot separate the sensation of him from the sensation of her and my body does not care which is which it just wants more.’ ’I hate my body.’
PAH! PAH! PAAAH!
"AAANGHH~!! HIIEEK~!! OUNGH~!!"
She squirted on Jenny’s fingers.
The spray hitting the shower drain and the glass and Jenny’s wrist simultaneously.
Her whole body shook through it.
He buried himself to the hilt and finished inside her anal for the second time.
Hot. Deep. Long.
She felt every pulse of it.