My Crazy…

(Dear Readers,

I feel I must put out this disclaimer after reading the comments on the first chapter, and one Anonymous commenter in particular. Okay here it is; This is a work of complete fiction. Yes, Ryan as the storyteller says that it is all true. However, Ryan is a fictitious character. So, if your a realist and when a story character says that what is happening is true, I hope you understand that it is still all completely contrived.

End of disclaimer. -Pinkender)

Chapter 2- Vegas Vacation!

Another week passed by with Andrea, Devon, and I really settling in quite nicely to our new living arrangements. In the mornings Andrea would get up before me and go and wake up Devon, then she would go and make breakfast and my lunch. Devon, the little minx, would sneak in only a few seconds after Andrea left and we would fuck until I made my first contribution for the day, and then she would leave and go downstairs and take over making breakfast. When Andrea came in she would sometimes come prancing into the room and strip before flying across the bed and sink my dick deep inside her vagina as she fucked me in a fury. Other times she would strip and go straight to the shower and then call me to come join her, and then we fucked like wild things.

Once I was dressed and headed off to work, it was always to Andrea and Devon standing together at the door in their robes and waving goodbye to me as I drove away. I spent my days working like a madman trying to finish up as soon as I could. I even stopped taking lunches so that I could get home an hour earlier. When I walked in the front door it was always to Devon wearing a tight little number that instantly had my dick throbbing to be released from my jeans. From 3 to 5 o’clock Devon and I fucked, or talked as we cuddled on the couch or bed. Once it was 5 we would go and take a long shower together and clean up. Sometimes we wound up fucking some more, and then we had to clean up again. Either way, by 6 we were both sitting in the living room watching television when Andrea walked into the house.

For the rest of the night Devon was just my living sister-in-law, and Andrea and I were all over each other. Devon would go and start dinner, and Andrea and I would talk about her day. Later that evening after we went to bed we would fuck, and fuck, and fuck!

—-(!)—-

The weekend finally arrived and we are headed to Vegas. It’s just a weekend vacation with Andrea’s family, but fuck, Vegas is Vegas, right?

So here we are, going all out and staying in the Hilton for an astronomical sum of money that really made me sweat. We got one room for me, Andrea, and Devon with a massive king-sized bed. Honestly, I was freaking out!

“Honey,” Andrea whispered as she smiled at the rest of her family, “We can’t afford two rooms, or even a room with two beds. So, you’re just going to have to suck it up and behave. Just to help make sure you don’t attack Devon in the middle of the night, I will sleep in the middle…”

“Fine,” I whispered back, “But if I get grabby, or even fuck your sister with you right there beside us while I’m asleep, it’s your fault!”

Andrea chuckled under her breath and then retorted, “Honey, if you actually have the energy to wake up and fuck my sister after I’ve emptied your balls tonight, then happy fucking! I won’t say a thing…”

“So what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas,” I mumbled sarcastically into her curly brown hair.

Andrea smirked as she looked up at me and winked as she purred, “Don’t go getting any funny ideas. I don’t intend for you to have enough energy or cum in you to want to fuck anyone other than me!”

I laughed at that and kissed her cheek as I reassured her, “Honey, you have always been more than enough for me.”

“Good,” She purred as she smiled lovingly up at me.

The rest of Andrea and Devon’s family that were vacationing with us consisted of their newly divorced mother, Birgitte. After 25 years of marriage David, another fool as it turns out and Andrea’s father, decided it was time to trade Birgitte in for some 18 year old intern that was working in his office. Birgitte was understandably devastated, especially since they had been together since she was in high school. Part of this Vegas trip was to help her move on from David.

Just so you can get a good idea of just how colossally David fucked up, let me give you a brief description of Birgitte. First, she’s 40 years old. She has the same kinky-curly hair her daughters have, and like Andrea it’s a deep dark chocolate brown. She has chestnut brown skin, and dark brown eyes. She’s shorter than all her daughters except Abigail, who is 5 foot as well. She’s also more petite weighing only 120 pounds, which I know only because they talk and complain about their weight all the fucking time! For being so short and slim, she has huge 32 H-cup breasts, a tiny 26 inch waist, and broad 36 inch hips. And so, like I said, David is a fucking idiot!

Traveling with Birgitte as her companion was her 18 year old daughter, the youngest of four sisters, Abigail. Despite having the opportunity to go to Vegas, she was being pouty and whiny that she couldn’t stay home. Birgitte made it clear that it wasn’t going to happen since she knew Abigail would just have her boyfriend over the whole weekend.

Abigail was a near clone of her mother, in measurements at least. She stood 5 foot tall, and she weighed 120 pounds. She had brown eyes, fiery-red kinky-curly hair, and milk white skin. She was the only daughter who had a bust as large as her mother, sporting 32 H-cup breasts. Her waist was a slim 24 inches, and her hips and ass were 34 inches.

“The last thing I need right now, is to come home to find you knocked up by that 24 year old, jobless, loser you call a boyfriend,” Birgitte growled as she and Abigail argued again about her having to come too.

“MOM!” Abigail hissed as she looked around and saw that I was within earshot.

“What?” Birgitte hissed as she followed Abigail’s gaze to me. Birgitte looked me up and down, and held noticeably on my crotch before her eyes lifted up and her eyes met mine. Her cheeks blushed, and then she looked away and busied herself with loading her luggage on a trolley as she mumbled, “If you don’t want people to overhear then quit arguing with me. You are not going home early, and that is final!”

Abigail hissed, but she didn’t say anything else.

The second reason was Andrea’s oldest sister, Mary, and her husband, Henry, who were trying to conceive. For the last year they have been having problems. Something to do with low sperm count.

Actually the thought of Mary conceiving made me think of Andrea and Devon. I have been pumping liters upon liters of sperm into them on a weekly basis for weeks now, but neither one seems to be feeling or acting any different. Maybe I needed to ask if they were on any contraceptives…

“Hey, um, Andrea,” I mumbled as I watched Mary look embarrassed as Henry directed a bellboy on how to do his job loading luggage on another trolley.

“Yes my love,” She answered.

“Are you still on the pill?” I asked.

“Sure am,” She purred as she followed my gaze to Mary, then asked, “Whatcha thinking honey buns, do you wanna start making little rug-rats like Henry and Mary?”

“Only if we are as successful as they have been thus far, then sure,” I answered sarcastically, “But no, actually I just realized we have been having a lot of sex lately and I haven’t been wearing condoms. Anyway I realize it’s a bit late. I guess I just needed some reassurance that we aren’t going to be having any surprises…”

“Uh, yeah,” She answered with a big confident smile, “Nope, no chance of any surprises here honey! There are no buns in this oven, only bratwurst…”

I gave her a sly grin and a nod.

The next hour was spent with everyone getting their room keys, going to their rooms, and unpacking. Conveniently, we all had adjacent rooms. It was Andrea, Devon, and me in the third room, Birgitte and Abigail in the second, and Henry and Mary in the first. Once everyone was settled in and had used the restrooms, we met outside our rooms to go as a group back down and walked out of the hotel to walk the strip.

The sun was down, with its absence the temperatures dropped down to not ‘Hell on Earth’, and people came out to walk, party, to see and to be seen, to gamble, and so much more. Prostitutes walked the streets openly alongside hot wives that only looked like whores. Pimps and husbands were never far off, and then there were the callers standing at intersections and choke points, calling out, “Titties in your face! Titties in your face!” As they shoved cards advertising brothels and strip clubs into our hands as we walked past.

At one point Mary yelled at one particularly pushy caller as he shoved yet another handful of cards into Henry’s hand, “Fuck off dude! My man already has all the titties in his face he will ever need!”

The guy just flipped her off and turned to call out in a different direction, but as I looked at Mary, what she said was not a lie. She was the oldest of the four sisters being 24. She was also the only one that had natural kinky-curly blonde hair, upstairs and down. She was slightly taller than her mother and Abigail, standing at 5 feet 2 inches tall. She was the only daughter to inherit her mother’s chestnut skin, and she was the only one with green eyes. Her chest was small measuring 32 inches in the bra band while her breasts were G’s. Her waist was 26 inches, and she had a 38 inch hips and booty.

Feeling harassed we made our way into the MGM and began visiting the various restaurants. With every stop we sat down and ordered appetizers. Henry ordered beer, I stuck with whiskey, and the ladies mixed wine, margaritas, and beer together all night long. We were a little over halfway through our bar crawl when Birgitte was so intoxicated she was starting to flirt with me, Henry, and just about any guy that looked half appealing. I wasn’t really sure I considered it a compliment that I was lumped in with a few of those dudes. They were not as good looking as she thought they were, and then Birgitte started getting belligerent.

“Honey,” Andrea said in a pretty ‘I’m about to ask you to do a shit job but would you be my savior and do it anyway.

I turned to look at her, and I could see from the dilation of her pupils she wasn’t far off from where her mother was.

“Love of my life. My best fuck buddy ever,” She continued. She was really buttering me up. She must of thought I was really not going to like what she was about to ask me to do, “If I promise that both me and Devon will fuck your brains out of her mother fucking skull tonight, will you pretty please take mom back to her room so she can sleep off her bitchiness?”

Thankfully the music was so loud that no one heard Andrea except Devon. Cutting my eyes over to Devon for confirmation, she just smiled and nodded. Looking back to Andrea I asked, “If I leave you all here, how am I going to find you again after I put your mother in bed?”

“Here,” Andrea said as she pulled out her phone and looked me up in her contacts. She swiped down and then hit the ‘Share GPS location’, “Now all you have to do is go to your Find My app and you will be able to track me down.”

“Ooh, I’m going to do that too,” Devon purred as she pulled out her phone and shared her location with me as well.

“Okay,” I said with a resigned grin. I leaned over and I kissed Andrea on the mouth, and then I leaned over to kiss Devon on the cheek but she turned into me and we lip-locked for several seconds as her tongue flitted into my mouth before she pulled away.

Andrea, oddly giggled the whole time before saying, “Okay, off you go then!”

I wasn’t sure what to make of the fact that Andrea was completely fine with Devon and me kissing, but if she was cool with it, then so was I. Standing up, I moved around the current table we were occupying and put my hand on Birgitte’s shoulder as I knelt down until my mouth was near her ear and whispered loudly so she could hear, “Come with me Birgitte, I will escort you back to your hotel room…”

“Esss…. Escort,” She answered as she rolled her head so that she could look me up and down, “You are a very fine man… You can be my escort anytime and anywhere you want!”

“Okay then, Birgitte,” I purred as I played along. The way I figured it, she could think we were going to do whatever she wanted as long as she came along without making a scene, “If you come with me, we can do anything you are up for doing as soon as we reach your room!”

“Really,” She chuckled lasciviously, “Andrea is fine with that?”

“Yep mom,” Andrea yelled over the table, “If you let Ryan take you back to the hotel, you can have your way with him all night long!”

“Well who would ever pass on an offer like that,” She purred as she let me help her to her feet.

I shot Andrea a worried, eyebrow-raised, glance and she smirked and mouthed silently, “Don’t worry, by the time you get to the hotel she will be passed out.”

“Just get her in bed, and then come find us,” Devon said in my ear, “We are so going to fuck your brains out of your head tonight!”

“I’m looking forward to it,” I replied, and then I led Birgitte out of the bar.

As we walked back to the hotel Birgitte asked, “So do you like being on top or bottom?”

“I like both,” I replied.

“How about doggy-style? Have you ever fucked Andrea doggy-style?”

“Yes I have,” I answered.

Birgitte snuggled in closer, and then she whispered, “How about ass play? Do you like fucking Andrea and Devon in the ass?”

“Yes,” I confessed, “I like fucking them in the ass very much…,” and then I realized what I said and I looked down at Birgitte as she blushed at me.

She shrugged as if it were no big deal before she said, “Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. Personally, I think you’re good for Devon. Bruce was a moron and an asshole. As for Andrea, she and Devon have always had a… special relationship. I wouldn’t be surprised if she is way more accepting of yours and Devon’s relationship than you think.”

“Are you really as drunk as you seemed to be,” I asked as I looked down at her wonderingly.

“Oh my dear,” She purred as she snuggled in even closer so that her magnificent breasts crushed against my arm, “I promise, I am as drunk and horny as a two-bit whore. And when I get you back to my room I will show you exactly what a woman of my experience is capable of doing to you!”

I was committed now, but I was starting to worry that Birgitte had deceived me and Andrea into thinking she was more harmless than she really was. When we reached her room, Birgitte was nearly sober again. With my hand in hers she invited me inside and poured whiskeys for the both of us.

“Get undressed,” She commanded.

“Birgitte,” I said, starting to object.

“Ryan,” She interrupted, “I always took you as a man of your word. You are a man of your word, aren’t you?”

“Yes I am,” I answered.

“Well then,” She said with a sensually sinister smirk, “Take off your fucking clothes. You said that you would do anything I was up for. Well I am up for fucking like rabbits!”

“But,” I replied weakly.

“No buts,” She said, cutting me off, “How about this, we will use Truth or Dare as our game to see if we have sex or not? Whoever won’t tell the truth, or complete a dare loses, and the loser must submit to the winner’s wishes. I start, truth or dare?”

“Truth,” I answered quickly.

“Okay,” She said as she started taking her clothes off, “Truth; How long have you been fucking Devon and Andrea?”

“For two weeks,” I answered hesitantly, “Truth or Dare?”

“Dare,” Birgitte said

She was now completely naked in front of me, and she was gorgeous. Her pussy was completely denuded of pubes while she had a nicely groomed curly brown Brazilian landing strip that was approximately a half inch wide and 3 inches long. She wasn’t afraid of getting naked in front of me, so what could I ask her to do that she might not want to do?

Cutting my eyes to the door, I commanded, “Walk down the hallway in both directions just as you are now before coming back.”

Birgitte smirked at me and turned and walked to the door. Opening it she turned back and said, “Come and watch me…”

Getting up I followed her to the door and stepped out into the hall and watched her walk down the corridor as sexily as a professional seductress. She came back with a broad confident smirk and then walked down the other half of the hallway. Once she reached the end she completed an about face and came right back to me and led the way back inside her hotel room as I stared at her tits and then her ass.

Once we had the door closed she asked, “Truth or dare?”

“Truth,” I replied.

“Have you told Andrea that your fucking her sister behind her back yet?”

I hesitated for several seconds and then I said, “No. Truth or dare?”

“Why haven’t you confessed what you’ve done yet? You know, the longer it takes before you do, the worse it will get,” She asked, and then said with an almost taunting smirk, “Oh, and Dare…”

I sighed as my shoulders slumped as I confessed, “How am I supposed to tell Andrea that I came to our bed and made love with a woman in our bed thinking it was her for a week, and never knew it wasn’t her! Then when I found out that it was Devon, I was already so in love with her that I couldn’t stop fucking her every chance we get…”

Birgitte’s mouth fell open, and then she cupped her chin as she thought about what I said. When she looked up at me again it was with a secret smile.

“You said dare,” I said and then commanded, “Go as you are and ride the elevator to the ground floor and back up before coming back to the room.”

“Okay,” She chirped unabashedly, “But you have to come with me.”

The next few minutes were spent with us riding the elevator down and then back up. This time there were several stops and every guy, married or not, stared at Birgitte for the whole ride as she blushed profusely and stared up into my eyes. When we finally got back to her room she was nearly panting from the thrill of the eroticism.

Turning to me she asked, “Truth or dare?”

“Truth,” I answered.

“Do you not find me attractive enough to fuck like you do my daughters?”

My breath caught. That was not it at all. My heart ached for how she must be feeling. She deserved to be treated so much better than she had been. She deserved to be loved so much more than she had been so far!

Without thinking, I reached out and caressed her face. Slipping my fingers into her dark curly hair, I wrapped my fingertips behind her head and neck, and pulled her in for a devastating kiss.

Her lips were so soft and overly plump as they pressed against my mouth hungrily. Her breasts were massive, super soft and pliable, and they were pressed against my chest. Wrapping my other arm around her waist, I pulled her against my body. The scent of her hair, the smell of alcohol on her breath, the taste of her lips; all of these sensations were floating around and through me. Suddenly my hand was on her hip-flare instead of grabbing copious amounts of her ass, and I was guiding her backwards toward the bed.

Birgitte giggled and followed my lead, backing up to the bed and crawling backward onto it as I followed closely. She laid back and spread her legs apart and I crawled up and started kissing my way from her left knee up her inner thigh as she moaned, “Oh sweet Jesus!”

Running my hand down her thighs, I came to her chestnut pussy-lips and used my thumbs to spread her fat labia apart to reveal a deep almost bluish purple vulva. I was struck with wonder! I had never seen a purple pussy before. Andrea’s was a very light pink, and Devon’s was a deep rose red. Intrigued, I dived right in…

“Oh fuck me!” Birgitte gasped as she thrust her pussy into my teeth, “Oh yes! It’s been so long! Eat me Ryan! Eat my pussy!”

It didn’t take long for me to find her clitoris, and so I sucked and nibbled until it was hot and swollen and a bright pinkish purple. Birgitte was wailing and gasping as she wiggled and wrestled to get away, but as soon as I pulled away she growled, “Get your fucking mouth back in there and finish the fucking job!”

Smirking, this was one command I never minded obeying…

Diving back in I latched onto her clit and twanged it as I pushed two fingers deep inside her hot wet vagina and listened to Birgitte gasp. I reached with my free hand and grabbed her breast, and then I twisted her nipple until she shrieked. Within seconds Birgitte’s back arched as she inhaled deeply. She thrust her breasts to the sky until only her shoulders and ass were touching the bed, and then she clamped her thighs down on my head like a vise and screamed as she orgasmed. I didn’t stop zinging her clit until I was out of air and then I pulled away.

“Get your fucking dick up here inside my cunt now,” She growled predatorially.

I didn’t need encouragement or command, I was on my way. Grabbing two handfuls of her epically fat breasts, I squeezed them until her nipples were bulging out between my fingers. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I let my rock hard dick find its own way to Birgitte’s vaginal mouth. As soon as I felt my head disappear within her wet, velvety, embrace; I slammed my dick inside her so hard I pushed her up the bed!

“Oh FUCK YES!” She shrieked delightedly as I set my pace to fucking her hard and fast!

It didn’t take very long for me too reach my climax, only a few minutes, and then I slammed in so deep it felt like I pushed right up against her cervix and maybe even a little into it, and I fucking blasted my cum so hard, and so deep inside Birgitte I was surprised she wasn’t choking on it!

We were both heaving with our exertions by the time I stopped hammering her pussy, and then I just hovered over her, grinning like a fool, as we stared into each other’s eyes. Birgitte lifted herself up and kissed me hungrily, and when she pulled away she whispered, “That was the best fuck of my life! Thank you Ryan, for making me feel like a woman again.”

I smiled down at her for a few moments, thinking about what I felt and thought, before I responded, “It was my pleasure, Birgitte. The two most beautiful, kind, loving women in my life are Andrea and Devon, and they came from you. Birgitte you are the most devastatingly gorgeous woman I have ever known, and had the distinct honor to make love too. To me, you deserve to be treated like a queen and a sex goddess. At least, if you were my woman, or my wife, that is how I would treat you…”

Birgitte’s deep brown eyes stared up at me for a long time as she smiled and tears traced little lines down her temples until they disappeared into her hair. Finally she whispered, “Thank you Ryan. You don’t know, you can never know, just how much your words mean to me. Thank you for making love to me… Now, you had better get cleaned up and go back to your adoring wife!”

“Will you be alright if I leave you here?” I asked.

She laughed as she wiped tears from her eyes before answering, “Yes, of course I will be fine. I am going to go to bed early. Now go before you make me fall in love with you more than I already have!”

I nodded, and withdrew my dick as I made sure to scrape off as much of my cum and leave it inside her. I was stunned by her words, “That she was falling in love with me,” as I stumbled to the bathroom and grabbed a rag to wash up. When I walked back out Birgitte had already pulled the coverlets down and was turned away from me as if she were trying to go to sleep. Pulling my clothes back on, I left the hotel room.

—-(!)—-

Using the Find My app I was able to track down Andrea and Devon without any problems. They were in the hotel bar. I was surprised to see Henry and Mary completely wasted and making out with Abigail.

So, incest kink was a family thing.

Andrea and Devon were on the other side of the table drinking and kissing each other. As soon as I sat down they all started pushing drinks at me.

“You have a lot of catching up to do,” Andrea slurred as she giggled.

“Let’s have a challenge,” Devon said with a hiccup and a laugh, “Ryan will drink shots of tequila, and for every shot he drinks one of us ladies has to give him a kiss…”

“Hey,” Henry objected, “What about me? Don’t I get any kisses if I drink too?”

“Sure!” Andrea laughed, “Why not!”

A bottle of tequila was ordered, two shot glasses were set down on the table, one in front of Henry and one in front of me, and then the ladies all stood up and started marching slowly around the table waiting to kiss us. I took my first shot and Abigail leaned in and pressed her plump pink mouth against mine.

Henry smiled and downed his first shot, Devon leaned in and kissed him.

I took my second, and Andrea was waiting to take my breath away.

Henry took his second, and Abigail kissed him.

I took my third, and Mary leaned in and whispered, “I have been wanting to do this for a long time,” and then she pressed her lips against mine for a long kiss.

Henry took his third shot, and Devon kissed him. When she pulled back, his head nearly hit the table, and he groaned, “I think I am done.”

I took one more shot of tequila, and Devon came over and kissed me. The game was over, and the ladies sat down once more. I looked over at Mary though, not forgetting what she said. Our eyes met, and she gave me a secret smirk, before Abigail asked, “So, how was mom? Did you get her put down into bed okay?”

“Yep,” I answered with a confident nod, “Easy peasy. I think she is going to be out until dawn.”

“That’s good,” Mary said, “Do you think she had fun? I sure hope she did. Dad’s divorce really did a number on her self-confidence.”

“I… think she will be fine,” I answered as Andrea gave me a very intense look. I shrugged as I explained, “We had time to talk on the way back. Drunk talk is very honest, you know. Anyway, I think I was able to convince her that David is a complete fucking moron for leaving your mother. My apologies if I hurt anyone’s feelings.”

Andrea shook her head and she looked a little bit less serious as she laughed, “I don’t think you can offend us with that, dad is a fuck up for dumping mom. That’s just the fucking truth at this point!”

The rest of the sisters agreed. Mary was the first to stand up and look down at Abigail as she said, “I think I am done for the night. Abigail, do you want to sleep with me and Henry tonight so that you don’t wake up mom?”

“Sure,” She answered with an agreeable smile.

“I think we are going to go back to the room too,” Andrea said as she and Devon stood up and pulled the spare room key out of her back pocket and handed it to me.

“Ryan,” Mary purred as she pulled her spare card out and handed it to me, “Would you be a darling and help Henry back to our room for me?”

“Sure,” I said as I took her room card.

“Thank you Ryan,” She purred and then leaned down and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

I nodded as I looked at Andrea as she pursed her mouth at me, and then I pulled Andrea down and gave her a real kiss. When she pulled back I whispered, “I am so going to fucking mess you up tonight! You and Devon!”

She smiled, and said, “I can’t wait!”

Mary and Abigail started leaving while Andrea and Devon had to catch up with them, and they all left me to struggle with Henry. Pocketing the room cards I started by getting Henry some water, and then I took him to the bathroom to puke. Afterward, I took him back out and I ordered him an appetizer. It took about 30 minutes before I had Henry in any shape to walk.

“Come on man,” I said encouragingly, “Right now you have a beautiful wife up there waiting with her little sister just waiting for you to come and fuck them until you knock her up with your baby!”

“Baby shmaby,” He moaned as we got on the elevator, “Been trying for months now! Maybe it just isn’t meant to be!”

“Don’t talk like that man,” I replied, “Don’t give up hope! It will happen, you just got to sober up and go in there and fuck that woman’s pussy like your going to split her in half! Besides, are you going to turn down getting to fuck the baby sister?”

“Who? Abigail?” He asked.

“Fuck yes Abigail!” I said, “If you’re lucky maybe you will impregnate both of them…”

“Yeah, maybe,” He said with a little more grit in his belly.

By the time we left the elevator, he was walking on his own. We came to our rooms and I handed him a room key.

I looked over at him and said, “Good luck man. Go fucking impregnate them both!”

He smiled at me and gave a thumbs up as he said, “You too buddy!”

Closing the hotel room door behind me, I was greeted by complete and utter darkness. Reaching out to find my way, my hands found soft spongy flesh. I recoiled at first, then I realized they were huge shapely breasts, and then I realized I had given Henry the card to my room while I had the card to his!

I started to pull back but four hands grabbed mine, and I realized that it was Mary and Abigail… Together!

“Shhh,” One of them shushed me as they started pulling me further into the room.

“Happy anniversary baby,” Mary purred, “I know you’ve been wanting a ménage a trois. I know it’s a bit early, but it’s Vegas dear!”

They guided me to the bed and pushed me back until I was lying dead center. Once I was in position one of them moved up between my legs and sucked my testicles into her mouth. The other woman sat on my chest reverse cowgirl-style with her ass just above my face and laid down on my body. Taking my dick in her hands she guided it to her mouth and started sucking me off.

Grabbing two plentiful ass cheeks that were definitely smaller than Andrea and Devon’s, who’s hips and asses were of the same relative size as Mary’s, I figured out who was on my chest. It was Abigail!

Pulling her ass down I bit her ass cheeks one after the other, and then I licked my tongue over her anus before traveling down to her vagina. Like her sister’s, she was completely denuded of her pubes. Thrusting my tongue inside her honey pot I scraped her nectar off her soft undulating walls. Withdrawing, I tasted her flavor and then I went back for more. When I was finished drinking her arousal I moved down and began suckling her tender labia petals and latched onto her clitoris.

Abigail responded by moaning, and then almost purring as she started twerking her pussy on my face. It took a deliciously long time for them to work my balls and dick to a point where I felt like I was close to cumming, and for all that time I ate Abigail like she was a sweet honey melon. It was just as I was starting to really feel like I was about to cum when I sent Abigail into her climax as I latched on and twanged her clit like I was striking a guitar string. Her thighs suddenly tightened around my head and she lifted back, withdrawing off my dick as she gasped and moaned as euphoria filled her body. The act of sitting back buried me in her ass in pussy as her hands flew to my chin and she tried to push my mouth away from her clitoris.

“Oh fuck!” She wailed as I wrapped my arms around her thighs and wouldn’t let her escape.

“OH fuck yes,” I heard Mary growl as she suddenly moved up to my now vacant dick and guided it my head to her vagina.

With no ability to see, all I had was my sense of touch, and what I felt was my dickhead slowly sliding inside Mary until my head disappeared. Reversing, she pulled me back out and then slid my head up her vulva so that my dick-lips were kissing her swollen clitoris. She tried to force her clit to French kiss my dick, and then she ran my head back to her vagina and sank her body down my swollen girth about half way before she withdrew and used my dick like a Japanese ink brush to paint her pussy with her own lubrications. The next time she guided my dick back to her velvet sheath she lowered herself down until our pubic bones collided, and then she started slowly grinding and rocking her pussy on me. She never came up off my dick again. She kept me buried deep inside her where I could feel her vagina undulating, and her soft, open cervix. It felt like a small donut that I could just barely touch but couldn’t seem to penetrate no matter how hard I tried.

Abigail squealed as I clamped down on her clitoris, Mary was gasping as ground her clit on the back of my dick and pubic bone. Abigail started squirting up my nose, and then into my mouth as I swallowed greedily. The back of Mary’s pelvis dug into the base of my dick and she ground her clit down as my balls, suddenly burning with need, sucked up close to my body, and then they emptied themselves as I blew every fucking sperm inside them into Mary’s womb!

As I started cumming inside Mary, her climax hit her and she moaned and gasped as she did her best to thrust my dick as far up inside her as she could…

—-(!)—-

Andrea didn’t turn to look back at the pot as it opened and closed. She didn’t want the light to reflect in her eyes and give away that she wasn’t asleep. She fully intended to fuck Ryan’s ever loving mind out of his head tonight, but she had to have a little fun teasing him first.

The door closed and she heard a very low grumbled, “Fuck! I knew she was just teasing me…”

There was a bit of commotion as he undressed, and then he was finally pulling back the covers and sliding into bed next to her. Like she had said earlier, she was in the middle while Devon was on her other side. They had already come to an agreement two weeks ago that when they finally fucked Ryan together, she as Ryan’s wife gets his first cum no matter what every time. That was the only thing she asked for in the way of respect from Devon as Ryan’s actual wife.

When Ryan snuggled up behind her she pressed her ass back into his belly. He responded by sliding a hand over her hips and pulling her back as he thrust his dick between her ass cheeks. Something didn’t feel quite right about how he was touching her, but she chalked it up to him being pissed because he thought she had lied to him.

“Mmm,” She purred as his dick started rubbing across her pussy-lips.

Devon turned over then and kissed her fully. Once Devon withdrew she pulled Andrea on top of her. They situated themselves with Andrea on top straddling her. Devon brought her knees up and spread her legs wide apart while Andrea scooted her ass down until they were pubic mound to pubic mound and pussy just above pussy.

Ryan, holding on to Andrea’s hips and ass figured out what was happening and moved in between Devon’s legs. He slid a finger into her vagina then he lined up his dick and slid inside. He fucked her fast and hard, and very quickly he was spraying her womb full of his lovely cum.

Withdrawing immediately, his finger found Devon’s vagina and he was sliding inside her. This time Andrea got to enjoy the long rhythmic beat of his belly on her ass as it took him much longer to cum in her sister. Withdrawing again, Ryan found her pussy once more and thrust inside. This time Andrea and Devon kissed and played with each other’s breasts and nipples as Ryan pounded her ass for nearly twenty minutes.

When he came he thrust as deeply inside her as he could and she felt warmth bloom inside her womb as he made his deposit. This time when he withdrew, he fell over and laid down.

Andrea responded by moving over and straddling his chest while Devon moved to sit on his dick. Ryan grabbed her ass, and rubbed his hands up and down her back and thighs, but he never pulled her back to eat her out. With a mental shrug that he must not be into it tonight, she grabbed Devon’s breasts and started twisting her nipples as they kissed.

Devon ground her pussy on Ryan hard and fast, she was looking for an epic orgasm, and she got it almost thirty minutes later as her pussy tightened down on Ryan’s dick and they came together as warmth bloomed in her womb. As soon as she was coming down from her peak, she climbed off and crawled over to her side of the bed and listened to Andrea continue fucking her man for the rest of the night.

It was well past 2 o’clock in the morning before she fell to the side of her husband and let him go to sleep. She had promised that she was going to completely empty his balls, and that was exactly what she did. For the last hour she had been grinding on him until she was way past the point of enjoyment and he hadn’t cum once. He was officially empty!

Pushing her ass into his side, she fell to sleep with a smile of supreme satisfaction on her face…

—-(!)—-

Andrea was not asleep per say. She was laying there in between Devon and Ryan enjoying the warmth. She had her ass pressed firmly into his belly, and every now and then she would rock her hips so that she twerked her pussy on Ryan’s morning wood. She was hoping he would wake up soon and fuck her good and hard, but from the sound of his snoring that wasn’t going to happen soon.

Devon was the first to actually start moving around. Rolling away from her and leaving the bed to run to the bathroom and urinate, and then she puked. When was done she washed up and brushed her teeth. It was as she was returning that she suddenly hissed, “Andrea!”

Sitting up Andrea looked over at Devon who was looking down with a horrified expression. Cutting her eyes to Ryan she found Henry lying next to her with his dick buried between her ass cheeks!

Shock goosed her skin and raised every small hair on her body, and her mind froze!

“Andrea!” Devon snapped trying to get her attention, “What do we do? We just spent all night ducking the wrong man!”

Turning away from Henry, Andrea moved around the bed until she was standing by Devon before she finally answered, “I… don’t know…”

A soft knocking came from the hotel room door and they both turned to look at it, and then what happened hit her fully in the chest and she suddenly was having trouble breathing.

Devon looked at her pitifully, and then walked to the door and opened it. Standing there was a frazzled looking Abigail and wonder struck Mary.

“Let me guess,” Abigail said in a knowing voice, “You woke up to pee and puke after getting drunk last night and you discovered that it wasn’t Ryan you spent all night fucking…”

“Pretty much,” Devon replied with a nod.

“This one has been in a state of mild shock ever since she found Ryan sleeping cuddled up behind her and his dick still in her cunt.” Abigail chuckled as she pointed her thumb at Mary.

“Yeah, Andrea is pretty shaken too,” Devon chuckled.

“What about you, Abby, did you spend at least half the night letting Ryan fill up your pussy too?” Devon asked.

“No,” She sighed in disappointment, “Miss ‘I am going to get pregnant in Vegas’ over here monopolized his dick all night. But, man did he make me cum! I must have squirted at least five times… and he drank it all!”

“So what do we do?” Abigail asked, suddenly changing subjects.

“Why don’t Andrea and I switch rooms with you two,” Devon offered, “That way, when they wake up they will think they spent the night fucking the right people… the right wife and sister… I guess I should say.”

“That actually sounds good,” Andrea finally said, getting involved in the plan.

Mary nodded, and then they went to work…

—-(!)—-

When I woke up the next morning I slid my hand around Mary’s waist, because I knew that for most of the night I fucked Mary and came inside her primarily, but when my hand reached her breast it wasn’t Mary’s massive cushions I squeezed. Rather they were small and perky!

Opening my eyes my vision was filled with the smell and sight of Andrea’s dark brown kinky-curly hair, and I wondered if I had drunk so much I only thought I had spent last night fucking Mary and Abigail!