Tom woke in the dark. He could hear crickets outside his dark blue window. Stumbling through the dark he found his way to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. The light nearly blinded him and made him squint his eyes as they adjusted.
*Oooh. I feel so weird. What did they do to me?* He thought as he rummaged for a snack.
Finding a gatorade in the fridge and a bag of beef jerky, feeling weakness in his legs, he sat on the bench on the front porch and looked at the moon, a waxing gibbous. It bathed the hills and trees in a faint blue. He listened to the creek gurgling. He drank the cool, sweet beverage and ate briefly. As his wits returned to him he began thinking about Ruby and Veronika. He thought about seeing them naked and wondered if they would do this every night.
*This trip rules… Why would they do that, though… Nothing better than seeing two hot young vixens pleasure me in the buff… How did I get here? What time is it?*
As he sat there, his strength came to him, and he no longer felt weak in the knees. He found a pair of flip-flops and wandered to the water flowing in the creek at the bottom of the hill. He could not make out the banks of the creek, but he heard the water rushing rather quickly. It smelled of moss and verdant life, and the sound of frogs chirping filled his ears. He swatted a few bugs as they landed on his bare skin. After a moment of standing and looking at the rippled reflection of the moon and walked back to the porch of the cottage.
His mind raced with images of naked dancing women. He felt his blood rushing as his body began to warm. He sat flapping his flip-flops on his feet and chewing jerky, and then he froze. Sitting perfectly motionless, then holding his breath, he could hear faintly in the distance what sounded like singing!
*What the fuck is that? Is that singing? Are they up there partying? Does the party ever stop with these sex-crazed nymphos? Maybe I should have a look, but just a look, though. Nothing else. I should stay here tonight… but I should at least go and see what they are doing…*
He went back to the kitchen and ate an apple, drained a glass of water, ate a banana and opened a can of pineapple slices and engulfed it. He slapped his flat stomach and walked to the door. Wearing only his flip-flops, he started walking to the big house. He felt compelled to see them again. Thinking of Natasha’s invitation and Ruby’s mouth and Veronika’s pierced tits and Helena’s huge breasts and butt. He almost lost his breath as he walked, thinking about his lustful desires with the overwhelmingly attractive buxom women waiting naked, ready to have him any way he pleased. His mind felt cluttered with visions of each of them naked and dancing before him, each trying to capture his attentions from the next, determined to make him explode in a hot wet orgasm. After a few hundred paces, he stopped and looked to the house now in clearer view. He could see a single faint light outside the house, as well he heard the singing.
*It sounds like the wailing of an animal or something, but it sounds like them singing. What are they doing? Are they all screaming in ecstacy continuously?*
Continuing to walk through the trees and clearings, occasionally looking at the moon, he heard the singing or chanting clearer and louder. It sounded like some foreign language he could not even begin to know, not even what language it might be. The further he walked the more his mind wrestled with what he wanted from them. The compulsion to continue moving kept his feet stepping one in front of the other over and over, and then he stood before the entrance to the house. The lamps above the large heavy door with the unsual knockers beckoned him to enter. He put a hand on the knob of the door, and the singing stopped.
Opening the door slowly, he peered in and saw only darkness. He hesitated and thought about leaving and venturing to Natasha’s room for an illicit encounter before calling it a night. He stood in the door way, then looked back behind over his shoulder. He saw movement faintly in the drive way. A dark shape silhouetted against the pale blue of the pavement. It looked like an animal. It moved in a strange path, and briefly he saw two glimmers of eyes, fiery and piercing as they looked hungrily at him as though for a meal.
*Oh shit! What is that? I don’t care! I don’t care!* He slammed shut the front door.
A light beamed from behind him. Startled, he turned quickly to see Helena standing at a lamp in the corner of the room, wearing a long white robe draped over her rather sizable figure. He stood awestruck, his mind a blur of emotions and thoughts, words fleeting into nothing.
“Poor thing! You look scared to death! Are you still feverish and delirious? Poor baby,” she said as she approached him. She embraced him and kissed his cheek. “Sweet thing, come, let Mistress Helena take care of you…”
He followed her as she led him through the hallway, one arm around his waist the other holding his arm over her shoulders. She stood almost as tall as Tom. He did not resist her as he strangely felt more and more at ease, the creature vanishing from his thoughts.
“You feel warm, maybe I should take your temperature.” She walked him through room after room until they arrived at the kitchen. A faint light in the hall outside the kitchen spilled light dimly across the kitchen floor and on the counter in the middle of the room. Ruby stood there, seemingly waiting for them already, wearing nothing, her hands covering her nipples.
“Ruby, sweetheart, please fix our guest something to quench his thirst. I think he may be delirious still,” Helena said and lowered Tom into a chair at the table. “He is in such a state! He even forgot to dress himself! He must be feeling horrible, the poor boy…. Maybe we should watch him?”
Ruby moved quickly throughout the kitchen and concocted something for him to drink. After pouring it out of a shaker, Ruby and Helena helped Tom to the next room, which contained a large heavy sofa with ottoman, placed him on the cushions and put his feet on the ottoman. Ruby delivered his drink to his hands.
“Please drink this, it will restore you to health,” Helena said to Tom, sitting on her knees before him. He hesitated, almost feeling words form in his mind. She stood and removed undid the silk belt of her silk robe, opened it to him and dropped it to the floor. He looked at her stark naked figure, lit from the faint light in the hall, but it was more than enough to stare at her enormous tits and bountiful hips, thick shapely legs and bare pubic region.
*Is there a more beautiful woman in the world?* He thought to himself, his mind stretching thin and losing sight of himself.
“If you drink up, you can have this beautiful woman,” she said as she began touching herself, her hands exploring her many curves and smooth flesh. He placed the glass to his lips and gulped it down. It had a most foul, bitter and dry flavor, almost making him gag.
“Good boy,” Helena said as she motioned Ruby in to the room. As the cool liquid traveled down his throat and filled his stomach he immediately felt amazing. His cock twitched and sprang straight up as Helena watched smiling and twisiting her nipples. His mind raced, and then it slowed to a crawl. His vision focused, and he felt horny, uncontrollably horny.
He stood and grabbed Helena by her long wild blonde hair, she gasped but did not resist. He pulled her to the decorative rug on the floor and mounted her, facing her beautiful face and ample breasts, feeling her hot wetness with his erect penis, before shoving it in abruptly with a grunt. Helena gasped loudly and pulled him by his buttocks to plunge him deeper. He began pumping wildly and pulling her hair, choking her with one hand. She smiled wider and wider. After plunging over and over deep into her inviting pussy, he felt her gush on his dick, her juices dripping down his balls. It only turned him on more and made him thrust harder. She screamed out and dug her nails into his flesh, scratching his back and ass as he pumped and pumped. Finally after she moaned and cooed with delight did he feel himself drawing close. He reached around her whole body with both arms until his hands rested in her ass, his fingers touching and playing with her tight asshole. Feeling her whole body naked against his, he blasted a hot load of semen inside her and kept humping. After his last drop emptied inside her, he rolled over on the rug and looked at Ruby, who sat playing with her clit, her face visibly flush. She arched her back with a quick orgasm.
Helena rolled over on his shoulder and ran her hands all over his body.
“Thanks for that, my paying guest! I really needed that. I take it you are feeling better?” She asked.
Without asking he grabbed her by the hair again and shoved her head down on his crotch, his flaccid cock already growing hard again. She took him in her warm mouth and began sucking loudly. In a brief moment he was hard as diamonds again.
“Again?” Helena said as she pulled him from her mouth. “Such a good boy, you must like me, huh? Well, I am flattered, and flattery gets you anything you want…”
She dove down on him again, slurping and sucking. After he felt himself come close, he lifted her head up and motioned for her to bend over the sofa. She complied to his demands and spread her ass apart for him. Her ass was absolutely breathtaking, round, plump and firm, no hair, and her asshole was cute and pink. He plunged himself in her wet pussy and fucked her wildly, pulling her hair and slapping her perfect ass. Helena screamed out again before turning to Ruby and beckoning her. Ruby stood and sat on her back in the sofa before Helena, spreading her legs wide. Tom watched as Ruby pulled her legs behind her head, exposing her pink pussy and asshole, and Helena began licking and kissing her servant girl. Ruby started moaning. Tom pushed Helena’s head down into Ruby’s pussy. All three let out a moan of pleasure and continued writhing on the couch. He ran his hands up and down her shapely thighs and thumbed her tight asshole, tweaked her nipples and massaged her breasts. He wanted every part of Helena and could not be satisfied with just one part. Ruby let out a gasp then started rubbing her clit again, furiously.
“Mistress, Mistress, Mistress…. hnnnnnnngg!” Her back arched as she shook with an orgasm. Helena started moaning louder, and then she screamed out:
“FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!”
Tom obliged her and thrust deeper and harder, as her pussy got even wetter before squeezing his cock, which made him lose control. He explode inside her, pumping in every squirt of cum. He slid off her sweating body and collapsed on the sofa. Ruby and Helena stood and kissed. As Tom watched, they kissed for a few minutes, their lips smacking against each other, their tits pushing together, their hands exploring the other’s body. Before long he began to rise again. Helena saw him growing and got on her knees and sucked on his growing member. She then pulled Ruby to him and sat her in his lap. His penis grew rigid feeling the hot moisture of Ruby’s pink pussy waiting an inch away. He shifted his weight and slid himself inside her. Helena sat beneath them now and licked his balls and tongued Ruby’s anus. Ruby moaned in his ear and sucked his earlobe before calling out:
“Please fuck me… please cum in me!”
He did not hesitate. He bounced her in his lap and thrust toward her in rhythm. Her round tits smooshing his face, her legs spread around his body, he felt every part of her smooth skin, running a hand in her ass and fingering her anus as he fucked her. Feeling this, she smiled and put thumb in her mouth, then reached back and shoved it in her asshole. He could feel her get tighter as she did this, and he quickened his thrusting. Ruby stopped him after she had another orgasm, only to take his cock out of her pussy and push it in her tight ass. He cried out with pleasure as she moaned and sank down on him again. As he thrust, she looked at him with a wild mix of pain and pleasure. His balls tingled as he approached his climax. Without slowing down he ejaculated in her ass and thrust it deep.
When he stopped, Helena helped Ruby up, and they moved onto the floor in a sixty-nine with Ruby on top. He watched Ruby’s ass drip cum into Helena’s waiting mouth, the white drips splattering on her lips and tongue. The sight of this drove him mad with lust again, and he rose again! He dove on his knees and kneeled over Helena and shoved his half-erect dick in her messy mouth, pumping and pumping until he hit the back of her throat. Now erect again, he transferred to Ruby’s waiting pussy, and he pushed Helena’s mouth to suck on his balls as he thrust into Ruby. Hot wetness enveloped every part of his genitals as he pumped with overwhelming lust. He heard both women moan again as Ruby licked Helena. Their moans set him off, and he pulled out in time to shove his spasming cock into Helena’s mouth and finished inside her.
He collapsed on the floor as if drunk, his mind going blank.
In his stupor he thought he heard Helena or maybe Ruby:
“Has anyone lasted so long?” ‘He really is fun!” “I want to suck his cum from his long hard dick again!”
He woke up in his bed in the cottage, birds chirping outside in the trees. He temples throbbed as his eyes adjusted to the light of dawn.
*Did that…. what happened last night? Did I really do that? I have never had a fuck so wild, how could that be real? But it did happen…*
His memories seemed like the blurry images of a dream in the sobering light of morning. Hunger overwhelmed him as he rose from bed.
***
End part 5 / Continued part 6
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