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Subject: {ASSM} Mixed trebles (MFFF) - erotic and tasteful!
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MIXED TREBLES
by Mountebank

A young tennis coach discovers that, off court, mixed trebles is even
more fun than mixed doubles


At first John felt embarrassed at disrobing under the watchful gaze of
three fully-clothed women, but their smiles of encouragement and
complimentary comments about his body soon reassured him. Indeed, as
he pulled off his tennis shirt and let his shorts drop to the floor,
leaving him naked except for a pair of navy-blue briefs, he began to
feel a swelling sense of pride that was rapidly matched by a no less
prominent swelling within the pouch of his briefs.
	Despite his tender years, he was far from being inexperienced, having
been introduced to the delights of sexual congress by his aunt on his
thirteenth birthday. A fleeting memory of that warm summer's
afternoon, when she showed him the paradise that lay between a woman's
thighs, caused his member to stiffen still further. Since then, he had
enjoyed many girls of his own age and had often provided off-court
'coaching' to some of the more demanding women guests at the tennis
ranch. But this was the first time, outside his masturbatory
fantasies, that he had been with more than one at the same time. And
now he was about to take part not just in a game of 'doubles' but in
an even more novel three-on-one encounter!
	Looking down across the broad muscles of his chest, he could see the
top three inches of his erect penis protruding impertinently from the
waist-band of his briefs. Nor did that cheeky extension escape the
eyes of the three women, who had ranged themselves in a semi-circle in
front of him to watch him undress.
	"Oh, look girls," giggled Josie shaking her golden-red hair, "the
handle of John's tennis racquet is sticking out of its case!"
	Still laughing, she leant forward and touched the bulbous tip of the
penis gently with her forefinger. Then, smiling down at the painfully
entrapped organ, she knelt and planted a delicate kiss on the tightly
stretched skin just beneath its head. A low moan escaped the young
man's lips and, despite the confining nature of the elastic that
pressed it against his belly, his penis gave a small, involuntary
twitch.
	"I think it likes me!" Josie exclaimed, repeating the movement but
this time touching the frenum with the moist tip of her tongue. Again
the stiff member twitched, as if to confirm its agreement.
	The other two ladies, until now mere spectators, sensed that the time
had come for them too to take a more active role in the proceedings.
Marie unbuttoned her flimsy blouse to reveal a lacy white brassiere
that struggled - but failed dismally - to contain the ripe melons of
her breasts. Reaching behind her, she unhooked it and released its
precious cargo.
	The dull ache in John's testicles intensified when he saw the
brunette's lovely breasts swing naked and free. Inside his briefs, his
penis swelled still further, almost threatening to snap the confining
elastic. The skin of Marie's breasts was a delicious golden colour,
the nipples a rich brown that matched the hair framing her beautiful
face. Already, the eroticism of the moment had tightened the nipples
so that they protruded boldly.
	Marie reached up and untied the bow which held her dark, glossy hair
so that it cascaded onto her shoulders. The upward movement of her
arms lifted her breasts provocatively, as she knew it would, and she
could read the look of admiration in the boy's face. Her black linen
skirt soon followed her shirt and brassiere to the floor. To John's
surprise, he saw that she had not been wearing any knickers.
	"I like to feel the air, cool between my legs," Marie explained, in
answer to the question she read in his eyes. Now she was clad only in
a white lace suspender-belt and a pair of sheer, white stockings.
Framed by the wispy fabric of the belt and the two vertical straps of
the suspenders, her golden belly, with its deeply indented navel and
dark triangle of pubic hair, presented a delightful spectacle to her
companions.
	As John watched entranced, she ran her fingers through the silky
hairs, fluffing them up so that they stood out charmingly from her
pubic mound. Then, smiling at him, she bent her knees slightly, opened
her legs and separated the moist inner lips of her vulva with her
fingers, showing him her clitoris. As Marie had intended, the boy's
eyes were drawn, as if by a magnet, to the inviting pink slit and the
protuberant pleasure-bud nestled within it.
	"Would you like to fuck me?" she asked teasingly.
	Aroused to the point where he could no longer trust himself to speak
coherently, the tortured youth could only respond with a strangulated
groan and an earnest nod of his head.
	Kim, meanwhile, had been undressing, too. Her slim oriental body made
a pleasing contrast with the riper, European frames of the other two
women. Her breasts were small and pointed, and although her hips were
boyishly narrow, her buttocks were full and round. They were presented
invitingly to John when she turned her back on him and bent down to
remove her panties from around her ankles. As she did so, John caught
a tantalising glimpse of plump lips and a hint of moisture between the
satin-soft mounds.
Josie, unlike her companions, had stayed fully clothed. In her elegant
silk afternoon dress she remained kneeling before the man, like a
supplicant in church, while the others came and stood, one on each
side of him, to lean their naked bodies comfortingly against his broad
shoulders while they looked down at her.
	A light breeze blowing through the lace curtains caught the perfume
the three ladies were wearing, mingled it with the hot female smell of
their bodies, and wafted its fragrance towards John's nostrils.
	"I think it's time we saw the rest of this handsome thing, don't
you?" said Josie, once more touching the exposed portion of the penis
that stood invitingly, only inches from her face. Kim and Marie smiled
in agreement. Then, as if they had rehearsed the movement, each
reached out a hand and slowly began to draw the briefs off John's hips
and down his legs.
	He watched intently as the navy-blue material was peeled away from
his aching organ. Freed from its former constraint, it jutted out
proudly from the base of his belly and swayed menacingly as he stepped
out of the briefs and kicked them away with his foot. Its expansion
had caused the foreskin to draw back so that it was gathered behind
the flared rim of the head.
	Now that the briefs were gone, John could enjoy the feel of the
breeze from the open window playing on his naked testicles. To ease
its cooling passage around his overheated genitals, he parted his legs
slightly so that the heavy sac hung free from contact with his inner
thighs. This had the effect of thrusting his penis upwards and
outwards, towards Josie's waiting mouth. But, sportingly, she declined
to take unfair advantage of her favourable position and withdrew
slightly, rocking back on her heels.
	Marie, it was, who with a shake of her dark curls seized the moment.
Joining Josie on her knees, she reached out and grasped the swollen
organ just beneath its head. Then, looking deep into John's eyes, she
formed a ring with her thumb and forefinger and began to masturbate
him tenderly, using slow, deliberate movements. First she pulled the
skin downwards over the rigid member so that the sensitive area
beneath the head was stretched to the limit, and then she moved it
back up the shaft, folding the foreskin over the glans and allowing
the pad of her thumb to rub across the frenum as she did so.
Rhythmically she repeated the motion, drawing a sigh of pleasure from
the youth. "Does that feel nice?" she asked needlessly, her lovely
breasts swaying in time with the up-and-down movement of her hand.
	Before John had the chance to nod his silent agreement, Marie looked
up towards Kim, while continuing to slide the skin up and down on the
rigid shaft.  "Don't you think this young man has a beautiful cock?"
she asked.
	"Yes, good enough to eat!" laughed the young Japanese, who promptly
knelt down and took Josie's place next to Marie, beneath the swaying
scrotum. "Let me taste him."
	Reluctantly, Marie ceased her movement and released her grip on
John's masculinity so that Kim could bring it to her mouth. It stood
there, displaying itself, fierce and red from Marie's ministrations.
As Kim moved forward to lick its length, the girls saw a clear drop of
liquid emerge from the narrow eye at its tip.
	"Oh look, he's weeping, poor thing," cried Kim.
	"A tear of joy," said John, looking down proudly at the object of
their attentions. "He's so happy, he couldn't contain himself any
longer." Despite the sexually charged atmosphere, he felt a delicious
languor wash over him and knew that, even though he was highly
aroused, he would be able to contain his ejaculation long enough to
impress these three beautiful women with his self restraint.
	All embarrassment now gone, his hand went to his sex and he began
fondling it lazily, making the transparent droplet at its tip shimmer
in the light from the nearby table lamp. Kim raised herself off her
heels, leant forward and gathered the liquid gratefully on the tip of
her tongue. Soon the coaxing motions of the boy's hand brought forth a
second droplet to replace the first. With her forefinger, Kim smoothed
it over the tight skin of the glans, lubricating it and imparting a
glossy sheen to the purple-coloured knob.
	"Please, Kim, I need you to suck it now," John begged. To emphasize
his need, he thrust his hips forward at her, making the already
prominent organ stick out still further.
	Kim smiled up at him and edged forward on her knees to comply with
his request. Taking him tenderly in her left hand, she fed the top
three or four inches of the shaft into her mouth. The skin of the
glans felt silky smooth against the roof of her mouth, and her tongue
caressed the frenum, delighting in the pulse of pleasure that rippled
through the organ. Then her right hand came up to cup and support his
scrotum, while her left released its grip on the shaft and moved to
grasp the boy's buttocks. She could feel the muscles there alternately
contracting and relaxing as he thrust his sex deeper and deeper into
her mouth. John's hands held her head gently, almost as if he was
blessing her for the sacrament they were sharing.
	Marie, until now largely a spectator, was not going to allow herself
to be left out any longer. She moved to stand behind the youth,
hooking her chin over his shoulder so that she could watch Kim's mouth
at work on him. She slipped her arms beneath his and laced them round
his chest. This allowed John to lean back so that her heavy breasts
were pressed against his back. Supported in this position, he could
feel their twin mounds squashed lovingly against him while her fluffy
pubic hairs tickled his naked buttocks as he rocked backwards and
forwards in the Japanese girl's welcoming mouth.
	Josie, who had moved to one side to remove her clothes, remained
standing a few feet away so that she could take in and enjoy the
entire scene. Soon, like Marie, she was naked except for a suspender
belt and stockings.
	Josie's need for relief had now become overpowering. So, submitting
quite shamelessly to the urgings of her body, she opened her legs,
placed a finger lightly against the bud of her clitoris and began
masturbating. As her hand moved gently to and fro against the tiny
organ, the motion transmitted itself to her naked breasts and caused
them to jiggle provocatively.
	The sight of Josie's breasts swaying as she groaned and brought
herself to a sweet little climax, coupled with Kim's insistent sucking
on his penis, was almost enough to push John over the edge into
orgasm. From her position close behind him, Marie could sense this and
knew that if she didn't act promptly he would soon fill Kim's mouth
with his seed. So, gently but firmly she pulled him backwards. The
movement freed his erection with a jerk and made it slap wetly against
his belly, the moisture on it glistening in the lamplight.
	"You mustn't come yet, you naughty boy," Marie scolded. "You can only
squirt when we tell you to."
	"But my balls ache so much," John pleaded, supporting them with his
hand. "You make me want to do it. Look at my cock, ladies. Can't you
see it's almost at bursting point?" He squeezed his glans lovingly,
opening the little eye and giving them a glimpse of the pink interior.
	"Yes, it looks ready to explode," Marie agreed. "But wait a little
bit longer, darling, the sensation will be even better if you do.
First let's all get on the bed together. You can fuck each of us in
turn; then we'll let you come while we all watch."
	"Watch me come?" the young man asked. "You mean you want me to squirt
outside of you?" He groaned, anticipating with relish the moment when
he could just let go and allow himself to spurt his semen all over the
naked girls next to him.
	"Yes," Josie smiled, "that way we can see just how much you love us!
The more love-liquid you produce, and the further it squirts, the more
deeply we'll know you care for us."
	"Well, I'll try not to disappoint you," John chuckled, still cradling
his aching testicles. "It feels as though I'm holding back Niagara
Falls in here. You ladies are going to get drenched!"
	Giggling, Josie took him by the hand and led him to the king-sized
bed in the centre of the room, admiring the way his masculinity swayed
from side to side as he walked. The table lamps on either side cast a
warm glow on the soft sheets and piles of pillows and reflected off
the elaborate brass headboard. For John, the bed had become a stage on
which a theatrical performance was about to take place, with him as
the principal actor.
	He stood there, slowly massaging his throbbing member, watching the
three girls as they arranged themselves gracefully on the bed. Through
some secret signal they had already decided that Kim was to be the
first to serve him. She knelt with her bottom presented temptingly
towards him, her back arched and her elbows resting on the headboard.
Marie and Josie knelt at her side, ready to assist John's penis make
its penetration.
	John took his position behind her and paused to savour the moment. He
smiled at Kim's two handmaidens as they knelt, one on each side of
her, dressed so charmingly in their suspender belts and stockings.
Their faces were flushed. In Josie's case, the excitement of her
recent orgasm had extended the pink blush to the upper slopes of her
breasts, where there was a light dusting of freckles. Her belly was
pale and delicately curved and at its base the curly tangle of her
pubic bush was thrust forward, its golden-red hairs catching and
reflecting the light from the lamp. Returning his smile, Josie
moistened one of her fingers and slipped it between the lips that
could just be seen, pouting between her legs. She withdrew it, wet
with her fluids, and offered it to John.
"Taste me," she instructed. Gladly the youth complied, sucking her
finger into his mouth and enjoying the salty, female taste of her
intimate liquid.
	On Kim's other side, Marie presented an equally inviting picture. Her
nipples were hard and protuberant, and John could not resist leaning
forward to touch one with his tongue. Marie lifted the heavy globe in
her hands to bring it closer to his eager face and he gratefully
sucked the nipple deep inside his mouth. Her eyes closed and she felt
a tremor of pleasure run from her breasts down to the wet folds
between her legs. She moved her knees further apart on the bed and,
following the example set by Josie, used a finger to explore the damp
membranes that she found there.
	Ready now to insert himself into the first of his three naked
acolytes, John brought his hands up and moulded the ripe flesh of
Kim's buttocks. He ran his palms over the silky skin and delighted in
their smooth resilience. Then, taking one lovely cheek in each hand,
he pulled them gently apart to expose the tightly puckered pink rose
of her anus and, below it, the soft, wet flesh of her vulva.
	While Marie bent forward to moisten his erection with her tongue,
Josie took over the task of holding Kim's fleshy mounds apart. This
freed John's fingers to touch and explore the delicate flesh that was
now exposed to him. With the tip of his forefinger he drew some of the
wetness seeping from Kim's vagina, up and across the sensitive
membrane of her perineum, using it to lubricate the anal opening.
Marie, who was holding his member near its base, used the organ to
retrace the finger's front-to-back stroking movement, finally allowing
the blunt head to end its journey poised over the waiting anus.
	"Which opening are you going to use?" she asked, looking up at John
expectantly and holding his lance ready to direct it at whichever
target he selected.
	"I've never done it in anyone's bottom before, " John confessed. 
	"Oh, he's a bottom-virgin, girls!" Marie giggled. "Then you have no
choice, my fine young friend. You have to put it in this pretty little
rear entrance here." With that, she licked the head of John's penis
again so that it was slippery with saliva. Then, holding its root, she
steered it towards its target.
	Kim felt its wet, bulbous tip nudging insistently against the tight
ring of her back entrance. Hungry now to have it inside her, she
gripped the headboard firmly and thrust her bottom backwards, impaling
herself on the end of the massive organ. A low moan escaped her lips
as the first three inches slipped in, under the careful guidance of
Marie's attentive fingers. For her part, Josie contributed by
continuing to hold apart the Japanese girl's peach-soft buttocks so as
to give the youth easy access and allow him a clear view of the
orifice he was possessing.
	Resisting for a moment the urge to thrust still deeper and to move in
and out, John paused and studied the delightful conjunction of the
male organ and the female rectum: the dark mass of his pubic hair, the
swollen length of his shaft and the enchanting little hole into which
his glans was thrust. His delight was shared by the two spectators,
who had moved still closer in anticipation of the act of full, deep 
penetration. So close were their two faces that Kim could feel their
gentle breath cooling the fevered skin between her buttocks.
	Finally, the eager youth could wait no longer and he succumbed to the
ancient instinct to ensheathe himself fully and move within the
enfolding orifice. This elicited a sigh of envy from the two watching
women and a more profound gasp of pleasure from the young girl in
whose bottom he was lodged.
	Tensing his buttocks, John began a steady in and out motion,
delighting in the feel of the tight ring of muscle at Kim's anus
sliding up and down his member, from tip to base. Stimulating though
the sensation was, he now felt in full control of his own arousal,
whereas every deep thrust between Kim's silky cheeks told him that he
was bringing her nearer and nearer to her climax.
	Her two helpers could sense it too. While Marie supported Kim's firm,
conical breasts and pulled lightly on their nipples, Josie's
inquisitive hand crept beneath the kneeling girl and began playing
gently with her clitoris. The tiny love-bud was now so sensitive that
a few further taps from Josie's finger were all that were needed to
bring the young Japanese to a shattering orgasm.
	As she climaxed, Kim's fingers tightened on the brass head rail, her
back arched and her body shook with wave after wave of pleasure. It
spread outwards from the clitoridal bud between her legs to envelop
her whole body. Powerful contractions in her rectum milked the
invading organ deliciously so that John had to draw on all his
reserves of self-control to prevent himself from ejaculating.
	Finally, her body spent, Kim collapsed flat on the bed, moaning
softly.
	"Wow...," said John, withdrawing from her bottom with an impudent
grin on his face, "... another ten seconds and I'd have given her a
spunk enema! I was on the point of coming, there."
	"Naughty boy! Remember what we said," Marie exclaimed, wagging her
finger and smiling up at him. "No squirting until we tell you to!" To
emphasize the point she tapped her finger lightly twice on the tip of
his swollen glans.
	"It's all very well your giving me orders," John retorted, looking
down at his erect soldier. "Sometimes this fellow's got a mind of his
own. If he decides he wants to come, there's precious little I can do
to stop him. Still, at the moment he's being fairly obedient. But he
says he thinks it's time now for him to make friends with a vagina."
	"Oh mine, please," begged Marie, pouting. "The other two have come
already. It's my turn now."
	"Come and sit over here, then." John led the brunette to an upright
wooden chair, strategically placed a few feet from the end of the bed.
Josie, ever attentive, took a cushion from the bed and placed it on
the padded velour seat to make it even more comfortable for the two
lovers.
	The young man sat down and rested his back against the firm support
of the elegant chair, his thighs apart and his testicles hanging
loosely between them. For a few brief moments he stroked his hand up
and down his penis, proud to be able to masturbate in front of these
ladies without shame or embarrassment. They watched him keenly,
enjoying his enjoyment of himself. Then, releasing his aching shaft,
John held his hands out and drew Marie down so that she was sitting
facing him, supported comfortably on his thighs, her legs astride him.
His hands held her at her slim waist.
	Resting her forearms on his shoulders, Marie laced her fingers behind
his head and pressed her mouth to his, thrusting her tongue deep
inside and allowing him to suck it. Then, coming up for breath, she
leant back and supported her weight by placing her hands on his knees
behind her. Her dark hair fell back from her head in a glossy tangle.
Her back was slightly arched and this served to thrust forward the
golden melons of her breasts.
	John's eyes were drawn to them and he felt his hands, which suddenly
seemed to have acquired a life of their own, move up to cup and fondle
their firm loveliness. They felt so heavy, so full. He wondered for
the hundredth time how it must feel to be a woman and to have two
fleshy globes suspended from your rib-cage, 24-hours a day. But it was
clear from Marie's response to his caress that she in no way looked
upon her breasts as a burden but rather as a toy with which to enchant
her lovers.
	"Do you think they're beautiful?" she breathed in his ear, leaning
forward now.
	"Perfect," the youth replied, finding it difficult to tear his eyes,
or his hands, away from them.
	"If you want to look between my legs, you can," Marie whispered. 
	Her bold offer commended itself to John greatly. So, shifting
slightly in the chair, he opened his thighs wider, which drew her legs
further apart. He looked down to study the beauty his movement had
exposed.
	Between Marie's thighs, framed prettily by her stockings and garters,
he could see the silky curls of her pubis. Through the thicket of
hair, the outer lips of her vulva pouted so that the delicate folds of
the moist inner labia were just visible. With trembling fingers, he
reached down and parted the plump outer lips, exposing the pink inner
membranes to his gaze. While he held the lips apart with his left
hand, he slowly ran the forefinger of his other hand across the
vaginal opening until it became slick with her juices. Then with
infinite gentleness he touched it to the tiny protrusion of sensitive
flesh at the front of her pleasure playground. Pushing his finger
lightly up towards her pubic bone, he succeeded in sliding back the
little fold of flesh that covered the clitoris, leaving the organ
swollen and exposed.
	The delicious sight she presented to him might at other times have
brought John straight to orgasm. But he had now reached a high plateau
of sensation. His swollen stem and the twin-orbed semen factory
suspended beneath it were suffused with a dull ache but he knew that,
for the time being at least, he could hold back the torrent.
	Marie, whose eyes had closed in pleasure at the manipulation of her
genitals, opened them when she felt Kim and Josie kneel down on either
side of the chair and rest their elbows on her wide-open thighs so
that they could study her intimate parts. She looked down between her
breasts, across the swell of her belly, and shared with them the
imposing sight of the erect male organ standing ready to enter her. As
she watched, Kim took it near the base and began to masturbate it
skilfully. The slit at its tip was now weeping a stream of tears, and
these Josie spread in a lubricating film all over the swollen, purple
glans and the foreskin that was gathered behind its flared rim.
	"I'm ready now, ladies," John whispered. "I can't wait any longer."
	"Yes, darling boy, we can see that," smiled Josie as yet another bead
of clear liquid appeared on the tip of the youth's penis. "It's time
to put it in her now."
	Josie moistened the glans with her tongue, taking care not to disturb
the shimmering droplet, and then she and her beautiful oriental helper
moved to bring about the conjunction of the two lovers' sexual organs.
While Josie held apart the outer lips of Marie's vulva, Kim carefully
steered the massive member between the pink inner folds.
	Marie sighed deeply as she felt its first few inches penetrate her.
Although her sexual arousal had tightened the opening, the
slipperiness of the man's pre-ejaculatatory fluid, coupled with
Josie's saliva and her own freely flowing secretions, meant that,
despite its size, the head of John's penis entered her with little
difficulty.
	Now the brunette leaned back again and pushed down on the intrusive
organ so that about half its length was inside her. Poised like that
she waited for an instant to enjoy the feeling, then she swung her
hips back a fraction so that only the head remained within her.
	Looking down between her breasts, Marie could see the diamond shape
formed by her open thighs astride John's, and, bisecting the diamond,
the rigid shaft of flesh which joined their bodies. The rim of his
glans was just visible between the plump lips but the most of the head
was nestled comfortably inside.
	Without deepening his penetration any further, John rocked gently
from side to side. As he did so, the upper surface of his organ rubbed
lightly against the pink clitoris that was poking its head out of the
little sheath of flesh at the front of her vulva.
	"Oh, my God, that's unbelievable!" Marie cried. "It feels so good
when you do that."
	"What, you mean this?" John asked, doing it again and knowing full
well what it was that she wanted.
	"Yes, yes, yes!" Every little side-to-side movement of the young
man's penis brought a fresh gasp of pleasure from the woman.
	To add to Marie's pleasure, Josie bent over and ran her fingertips
from the tightly curled pubic hair at the base of the phallus, across
the upper surface of the exposed portion of the shaft and onto the
girl's clitoridal bud. There they lingered for a while, teasing the
little organ with a gentle rhythmic pressure. Kim watched this
manipulation attentively, her chin cupped in her hands, her elbows
resting on Marie's thighs.
	For the man, the sight of this perfectly proportioned woman sitting
astride his thighs, his penis deep inside her, and her lovely body
open to his inspection, was almost too much to bear. Her lovely
breasts, capped by two deliciously erect nipples, stuck out at him,
inviting him to fondle and suck them. And her flimsy suspender-belt
and stockings served only to make her nakedness more shocking, more
stimulating.
	With a trembling finger John traced a line from the white band at the
top of her stocking, up the taut elastic of the suspender, which
because of her position was stretched, free of contact with her body,
and onto the lacy belt around her slim waist. From there it continued
its journey, up her rib-cage and on to the satin-smooth globes of her
breasts. The ends of her nipples were puckered into tight little brown
cylinders that stood proud from their pink-brown aureoles. His finger
stroked first one, then the other, teasing them into an even greater
erection. Now he brought up his other hand and pulled gently on both
nipples at the same time, playing with them and eliciting a shiver of
pleasure from the woman. This turned into throaty moan when he
gathered the twin globes in his hands, squeezed them together and
sucked both nipples deep into his mouth.
	"I want you deeper, John," Marie breathed in his ear when she had
regained a little of her composure. "Put that beautiful cock all the
way in. Fill me to the brim."
	"Like this, you mean?" John asked, moving his buttocks on the seat so
that his member slid deep into her love channel.
	"Yes, just like that."
	"Now shall I pull it out a bit?"
	"Yes, but not too far. Ah, perfect. Ooh, look how wet I've made it!
Now push it in again. That's it. Now pull it out again."
	"Mmm, that feels soooooo nice," sighed John, sliding his bottom
backwards and forwards on the silk cushion as he thrust powerfully
into Marie's slippery vagina. "It's making my balls feel so tight and
full."
	"Oh, poor things. Here, let me soothe them." With that, Marie reached
down between her legs and tenderly cradled the testicles which were
swinging backwards and forwards in time with his thrusting motion.
	"My, they do feel heavy," she agreed. "Josie, won't you help this
poor angel and hold them for a while?"
	"With pleasure!" said Josie with a chuckle. She reached under John's
thighs and formed her palm into a cup that supported his scrotal sac
while still leaving it free to sway in time with his rocking
movements. She could feel a moistness there which had seeped out from
between Marie's vulval lips.
	For several minutes no-one spoke. For the man and woman engaged in
the primeval act of love, the savage sensations coursing through their
genitals had taken control of their bodies and robbed them of the
power of speech. For the two spectators, too, the rhythmic thrusting
of the couple's hips and the accompanying sound of the chair squeaking
beneath them, cast a hypnotic spell that compelled them to watch in
silence.
	Marie's breath was now coming in short, ragged gasps. Eyes closed,
head thrown back, and working her own clitoris with her finger, she
finally tipped over the edge into orgasm. "I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm
coming!" she sobbed, and pumped her hips frantically while her vagina
squeezed its guest in a series of powerful spasms.
	Marie's climax was the trigger that pushed John to the very edge of
the precipice and he knew he could hold back no longer.
	"I'm ready to come now, too," he announced in a voice that was
supposed to sound strong and confident but in fact shook with emotion.
"Ladies, please may I have your permission to squirt?"
	"What do you think, girls," asked Josie with a mischievous smile.
"Shall we let him?"
	"Yes, I think he's earned it," said Kim. "It's time to see how much
he loves us."
	The beautiful Japanese girl helped Josie lift Marie's exhausted and
satiated body off John's erection. As it popped out of the enfolding
warmth and wetness of the brunette's vagina it slapped forcefully
against his belly and stood there quivering.
	Marie leant back and once again supported herself by placing her
hands on John's knees. Josie's hand enclosed the slippery weapon,
aimed it up across the smooth curve of Marie's belly, and began a
firm, purposeful up-and-down motion. Eight or nine strokes were all
that were needed to induce a monumental spasm in the testicles that
were still being lovingly supported by Josie's other hand. With a loud
moan John began to ejaculate.
	The tiny eye at the tip of his penis dilated as the ladies bent
closer to watch. The first three jets squirted out powerfully, arching
through the air to land on Marie's face and the upper slopes of her
breasts. The onlookers gasped at the force with which the milky liquid
was expelled and they continued to watch in wonder as jet after jet
fountained from the little slit, spraying all over the young woman's
suspender belt, belly and pubic hair. Josie was doing her best to
direct the spurts onto fresh parts of Marie's body while Kim counted
the number of separate surges. But she lost track when, after the
eighth spasm, the liquid emerged in a steady stream that ran down the
engorged shaft and drenched the slim, elegant hand that was milking
it. Finally, the penis delivered itself of its last pearly drops and
lay quiescent in Josie's encircling fingers. The cataclysm was over.
	  "Wow, that was magnificent!" said Kim in admiration, bending to dip
her tongue thirstily into a large puddle of semen that glistened in
the valley between Marie's breasts. "I didn't realize anyone could
shoot as much sperm as that. Maybe we should enter you for the
Guinness Book of Records!"
	"I did warn you that I was damming up Niagara Falls," John replied
with a happy smile on his face. "After all, I had to produce enough
for three this time!"

AUTHOR'S NOTE. If you enjoyed this story (or even if you didn't!) I'd
like to hear from you. Please contact me care of charlatan@freedom.net

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