Carson Evolved Ch. 11

"I am blessed to have two women kneeling at my feet," he began. His words forced a gasp from Sam, who smiled in spite of her surprise. He continued, "Tonight, at least for a while, you will work together to pleasure me, and each other. I will be donning a mask as well, so that I may experience something similar to what you do. Until the masks come off, no talking for either of you. Just experience the mystery for a little while."

Finished with his introduction, he slipped a sleep mask over his face and said, "I am standing a couple of feet in front of you. Work together to undress me." He heard a slight rustling as they began to approach, and soon felt the first tentative hands on his legs as they located him. In his mind's eye, he could recall their starting positions, and he did his best to track them by their touch. Both sets of hands stroked and massaged his legs and thighs before drifting towards his crotch. Carson allowed himself to become erect, and he could tell that each of them had a hand on his bulge.

He was surprised when he felt Cara (?) stand and move behind him. She wrapped her arms around his body, and he heard her inhale deeply as she pressed her face between his shoulder blades. Her breasts pressed against his back, and she worked quickly to unbutton his shirt. Her hands never stopped moving, as if she were attempting to memorize every inch of his muscular torso. Eventually, she reached to slowly remove his shirt, kissing the exposed flesh along his upper back and tasting him occasionally with little swipes of her tongue.

Meanwhile, Sam (?) was busy below. Tapping his legs so he'd widen his stance, she proceeded to frame his clothed cock and balls by pressing her palms flat against his pelvis and sliding them towards the center. When she'd isolated the area, she repositioned his cock to point up. Then Carson felt her nose trace along the underside of his bulge before she rubbed her face side-to-side. He had a fleeting image of a cat rubbing against its owner, marking him or her with its scent. Mark me however you want, my love. I'm yours forever, he thought.

The hands at his crotch slid to unfasten his pants and belt, and without further ceremony, they were dragged down, along with his underwear. Carson carefully stepped out of the pooled clothing, he was standing naked and erect as the meat in the sandwich. Cara's hands slid towards his cock at the same time Sam's did; Carson felt them hesitate briefly, then the hands clasped, and Cara was drawn around from behind without a sound.

She lost contact with Carson, and he began to wonder what she was up to. His attention was drawn away from that problem when he felt Sam's (?) hands reach up to begin double fisting him. He felt her breasts brush against his legs as she raised herself enough to capture his head between her lips. Wasting no time, she began to swirl her tongue around him as she continued to pump him manually.

A moment later, he felt the vibration when she groaned. Obviously, Cara (?) had begun to play with her as well. The next sensation confused Carson for a moment. The hands on his shaft seemed to widen and cover more area. Then, he realized that a second pair of hands had joined the first, their fingers intertwined. The result was that the thick cock that none of his lovers could completely encircle with one hand was suddenly completely encased in their soft, grasping hands. It was akin to being deep inside a woman, but without the wet warmth.

He stopped caring when he felt one mouth slide off his head and the second mouth took its place. This mouth bobbed over the few inches that remained exposed, the tongue extended to slide under the head and tickle his frenulum.

Carson intended to test his limits this evening, so he didn't stop himself when the pleasure began to reach a boiling point. Unfortunately, the flaw in his plan became apparent when his pre-cum touched her tongue. Cara was pleasuring him with her mouth, and he could feel through her connection that Sam was straining to kiss her cheek and ear lobe. Then he felt Sam move to kiss the side of his shaft when Cara's motion left it exposed. Cara felt her intention and slid to the side. They continued to share his cockhead, alternately sliding it between both sets of lips and engulfing it completely. His connection to Sam formed, stronger than ever, as she tasted the first traces of his essence.

To his surprise, Carson realized that his connection to both of them simultaneously had an unexpected result: Even with his mask in place, he could "see" exactly what was happening around him.

For example, he knew that Cara was positioned behind Sam. Sam's ass was nestled in the vee formed by Cara's thighs when she knelt, and Cara's tits were pressed tightly against her back. When he felt the grip on his dick change, he knew that Cara had shifted her attention to Sam. As Sam continued to pleasure Carson, occasionally taking him to the root, Cara's hands slid under the satiny top holding in Sam's breasts. Cupping them gently at first, with increasing pressure, Carson "felt" it when she pinched Sam's nipples firmly and stretched them away from her chest. Sam groaned her appreciation, the vibrations traveling through his shaft into his balls.

There was a sense of urgency in Sam's movements, and Carson knew that she was getting close. He held his response enough to sync their orgasms. When Cara slid a hand down between Sam's legs, he knew the moment her fingers touched her button. The muffled scream of her release as she wrapped her lips lightly around him was the sign he'd been waiting for and her erupted in her mouth. She swallowed the first few shots, but when he felt her begin to pool his seed in her mouth, he willed his release to halt.

In his mind's eye, Carson watched as Sam spun in place and sought out her aunt's lips. Of course, she still didn't know it was Cara, which he found incredibly erotic. The two lookalikes shared his load back and forth a few times, before Cara finally swallowed his deposit.

Ready to move things forward and realizing that the mask was doing nothing for his experience, Carson removed it, and then reached down to grab a hand from each woman. He gently guided them to their feet and said, "I'm going to go sit in my chair and watch as the two of you undress each other. Then I want you each to show me how a woman makes love to another woman."

What followed was one of the most intensely erotic, yet devastatingly beautiful, scenes that Carson had ever witnessed. True to her word, Cara was the aggressor. He had no idea if Sam had ever gone all the way with another woman, but while she was clearly enjoying herself, she was certainly following Cara's lead.

Aunt Cara—Carson was enjoying the incest aspect of this more than he'd have thought—showed a hunger for her niece that was exhilarating to watch. She initiated a passionate kiss with Sam, then quickly jerked the hem of Sam's top up to bare her tits. Proceeding from there, she kneaded and massaged her twin pillows, and it seemed she simply inhaled as much of each breast as she could fit into her mouth when she found the tiny pink nipples that Carson found so fascinating. As she suckled, Sam was doing her best to remain quiet, biting her bottom lip in an effort to keep from speaking and giving away the game. One hand held Cara's to her breast, guiding her to squeeze and tease in just the right way, while the other rested at the back of Cara's head, subtly holding her in place.

As Carson watched, Cara verified their position near the bed and began to firmly press Sam backwards, supporting her to keep from falling. From there, it was a only a moment's work to remove Sam's shorts. Like most of his lover's, Sam kept herself trimmed pretty tightly. This gave Carson a great view of how swollen and wet her external parts were. Cara wasted no time in lapping at Sam's pussy. She switched techniques often, from cat laps to little flicks of the clit with the tip of her tongue, Carson could see that she was really working Sam over. Sam had a couple of minor orgasms, but when Cara slid first one finger, and then a second, into her pussy and began stroking in and out, she went into overdrive. From the angle of Cara's arm, Carson was pretty sure she was stroking Sam's g-spot. It took less than a minute before Sam shook through an intense orgasm that had her writhing on the bed and squirming to get away.

Cara had relented a little while the orgasm took place, but when she began again, Sam scrambled to grab her arms and dragged her up to lay across her body. They kissed for a couple of minutes, more subdued than the frenzied lip lock that Cara had given earlier. Then Sam gently rolled Cara to her back and began to make her way down her body. Her approach differed completely from Cara's. This was a leisurely stroll through the hills and valleys, and while she took her time at the important landmarks, there was a teasing quality to her actions that had Cara whimpering in frustration. Carson suddenly realized that Cara had not yet orgasmed, and he was amazed that she'd held off this long.

Carson smiled when he read the surprise in Sam's posture as she discovered Cara's little door knocker. Whatever she'd had planned, he could tell that things had changed then. The clit piercing became the focal point of Sam's efforts, and she spent several minutes flicking it with her tongue, gently tugging it with her teeth, and sucking it into her mouth, along with as much of Cara's genitalia as she could. Cara was going ballistic, and she seemed to pass through several orgasms back to back. Writhing on the bed, she bit her knuckle as she was eventually overwhelmed and cried out at the intensity.

Only slightly more quickly than she'd descended, Sam made her way back up to lay atop Cara. As before they kissed gently, like long-familiar lovers rather than the effective strangers that they were. Before long though, Carson noted that Sam's hips were beginning to make small circles and thrusts. It didn't take long before those movements became more pronounced.

As he watched, Sam reached down and spread Cara's thighs, giving wide access to her deepest valley. Sam scooched in closer, her thighs providing some support for Cara's buttocks. The end result was that they were clit to clit, the door knocker between them and working for both. Now in position, Sam's movements became more aggressive as she slid her lips against Cara's and mashing their most sensitive parts together. Each was building towards something big, which gave Carson a great idea. As he watched, Sam began to rock back a little when she relaxed each hunch, then driving herself forward to mash their clits together forcefully. It looked for all the world like she was fucking Cara in missionary position, but she obviously was missing a key feature in her anatomy.

Nevertheless, both women were grunting and moaning as they tried to get more and tighter contact between them. When Carson could see that they were about to go off, he stood and approached the bed. "Keep going," he said, "But close your eyes until I tell you to open them. I'm going to remove your masks and I want you to look into each other's eyes as you orgasm." He waited a moment more, then untied and removed the masks. As instructed, their eyes were shut tightly.

It wasn't long after that that their eyes popped open simultaneously. When each recognized the other, it was as if lightning shot through their bodies. Cara's legs wrapped around Sam, her feet twining around her legs and hands clasping Sam's ass, holding her tightly pressed against her pussy.

Sam was frozen as if thrust deeply into a pussy. Her hands had found their way to Cara's tits, and she was squeezing them as she held herself in upward-facing dog. To Carson's astonishment, she vibrated briefly before a small amount of liquid poured from her lips. It wasn't a true squirting, but it was the first time he'd seen her do it.

Eventually, their bodies relaxed. Sam seemed to melt into Cara's welcoming arms, snuggling her face into the crook of Cara's neck. A moment later, Cara looked at Sam in surprise.

"What's wrong, sweetie?"

Sam sniffed. From his position, Carson could now see that tears were running from Sam's face to Cara's neck. "I wanted it to be you, so much," she said. She struggled up to look into Cara's eyes. "From the moment I saw Carson's eyes in that restaurant, I knew you would end up in his bed. I was so happy about that, but part of me wanted to be there with you. I've never really thought about girls like that, but there's just something about you. There always has been," she finished softly.

Cara smiled sweetly and laid her hand on Sam's cheek. "I've always felt the same way, Sam. I even tried to come up with a way to share you with my husband before, just so I'd have an excuse to see you naked," which caused them both to giggle. Cara continued, "I was always afraid to try, though, because I thought you might not feel the same way and I didn't want to lose you."

Sam leaned in and softly kissed her lips. Quietly, she said, "You'll never lose me. You're part of our family now, and we can share my husband whenever you want."

"I'm so happy to be here," said Cara. "Thank you, for helping me find a part of myself I didn't even know was missing."

Carson had been waiting patiently, simply enjoying observing the loving caresses and conversation that were taking place. He sensed a deeper connection forming between the women and was reluctant to intrude. He was getting a little anxious to move things forward though. Which made it creepy when their heads both turned towards him simultaneously, and in unison said, "You."

"Me? What'd I do?" he said, feigning innocence.

The pair of stunning redheads disentangled themselves and crawled towards him like the dangerous predators they were.

"Don't play coy, Carson," said Cara.

"You did this to us. For us," added Sam.

He licked his lips, not entirely sure which direction things were headed. "I, uh, thought you ladies might enjoy my little surprise."

The two looked at each other, then back at him. "Enjoy it?" said Cara. She looked at Sam. "He says he thought we'd 'enjoy it.'"

Sam smirked and shook her head slightly. "He doesn't have any idea what he's done, does he?" Cara shook her head in response, a similar smirk on her face.

Sam reached for Carson's suddenly swollen cock and said, "You better come lay down, Dear. Your wives would like to express our appreciation for your surprise."

Why do I feel like it's feeding time at the nature park? he thought idly as he lay on the bed, following Sam's direction.

As she swung a leg over his head, facing, his feet, Cara said, "Carson, if we didn't already love you, that little stunt would have sealed the deal." She groaned in appreciation

Meanwhile, Sam was rubbing the head of his dick against her lower lips. She sank down on him slowly, and once he was completely embedded said, "You...unh...gave us an amazing gift, my love. You fulfilled a...fuck that's good...fantasy for us in an amazingly creative way."

Cara shuddered as she felt the first orgasm come and go. "You've opened up a whole new world for us, Carson. Oh! Keep doing that. Fuck! I don't know if I like that massive cock of yours or your tongue better."

Carson chose that moment to capture her piercing in his teeth and began to tug on it gently. "You're driving me crazy, Carson! Lick my cunt. Please, lick my cunt." She shrieked when he drove his tongue deep inside and began lapping the ring of the clit that loops the vaginal opening. Her nectar was pouring from her gash, and Carson was greedily, noisily slurping it up.

The intensity of the sensation forced Cara to subconsciously lean forward, and she found herself face-to-face with Sam, who was leaned forward while she rode Carson's cock to grind her button against his pubic bone. They looked into each other's eyes and by silent agreement, each reached up and cupped the back of the other's head, pulling her in for a kiss.

Cara was the first to explode, and her screams of ecstasy were muffled somewhat by passing through Sam's mouth. She rolled to the side saying, "No more, too sensitive." After a moment, she rearranged herself so she could rest her head on his chest. Her eyes were fixed on the junction of Carson and Sam.

Sam's eyes were closed as she shook and shuddered through one orgasm after another. The tingling sensation that always accompanied her pairing with her husband was back, but stronger than ever.

Cara tilted her head up and looked at Carson, who was gazing at Sam intently. Speaking loud enough for Sam to hear, she said, "Her egg has been released. She's ready for you to impregnate her, Carson."

Sam's eyes snapped open and there was suddenly a new intensity to her movements. As she rode, she began to talk to him. "You going to fill me up, Carson? You going to jam this huge fucking cock deep inside and give me so much cum that I can't help but get knocked up? You'd like that, wouldn't you? Breeding me again, making my tits swell with milk for your baby?"

The dirty talk was working for Carson, but Sam was almost frantic as she approached a massive orgasm. Carson determined he would wait until she was right on the precipice. His focus was distracted, and he didn't notice that pressure building up behind his eyes.

Sam was now leaning back, her hands braced on his lower legs. This caused Carson's rod to massage her g-spot with every motion of her hips. With her back arched and head thrown back, Carson could see her tits bouncing all over. Reaching over, Cara began to massage Sam's clit. At just a touch, Sam came with a howl worthy of any wolf song.

That was Carson's sign and he grabbed her hips to hold her pelvis tightly against his and released his hold. As he released, despite his closed eyelids, it was as if the edges of his vision began to turn white. And then, with a flash, just as earlier with Cara, the world went white.

Much the same as before, Carson found himself staring down from above at the frozen scene of carnal pleasure. The look of absolute bliss on Sam's face gave him a measure of pride, knowing that he could give her that kind of pleasure.

She looks beautiful, said Cara.

Carson looked in surprise to see Cara's ghostly form next to him.

We all look beautiful, he heard from the other side. An apparition of Sam was standing there. She turned and looked at him, asking, What's going on? What is this?

Carson and Cara looked at each other before answering. We're really not sure, replied Cara.

It's not intentional, said Carson. But it happened earlier with Cara.

Sam frowned as she thought about it. What does it mean?

Cara walked to stand next to her niece. She haltingly reached for her hand, unsure what would happen. To the surprise of all present, she was able to grasp and hold Sam's hand. If it's the same thing as with me, it means you are bonded to Carson forever. At least, I think that's what happened.

And what does that mean?

For me, I forgot every man I've ever had sex with. Well, the sex part anyway. I can only remember what I've done with Carson. And, not that I'd want to, but I have this sense that I couldn't get aroused at all with another man. As far as I can tell, he's the end all, be all of my sex life for the rest of my life.

Sam smiled. That sounds amazing.

I know, right? answered Cara with a grin. Other than the pain of losing my virginity, it's like I'm completely innocent again. I can learn and experience everything with a masterful lover like it's all brand-new.