Karma Ain't Always a Bitch Ch. 05

He pulled her feet up so her ankles were around his ears and started stroking into her pussy, driving her to the edge. He could tell she was trying to hold off, waiting for him, but he had no intention of letting her and buried himself. When his balls were lying on her ass, he started twisting his hips making the head stir deep inside her, drawing a moan as he felt her squeeze down, her orgasm taking her.

When Vanessa felt the head reaching all of "his" spots, she screamed his name as the exquisite agony of her biggest orgasm so far tore through her. Typically Mark would stop and let her catch her breath and reload for more. This time he shifted her hips so the head was dragging along her gspot and started with quick strokes, pounding into her, pushing her higher with each pass across the bundle of nerves. Just as she thought she couldn't take any more stimulation, he reached down and pinched her clit, driving all of the air out of her as she screamed wordlessly, feeling him coating her grasping walls with his cum.

Amy started across the yard for the fourth time. The first was just after she had shoved Vanessa through the door, making sure she didn't try to leave before he saw her. Both were hurting deeply and if left to eat at them it would have changed into a cancer that would destroy them. All she knew was that she loved Mark and had for over twenty years, and she had come to love Vanessa for what she did in and for him. He was an empty shell without Vanessa.

When she saw the pain in Mark's eyes and then the compassion for Vanessa, Amy knew that for any healing to occur, the couple needed to reconnect on the primal level. Mark wasn't going to start anything because of the pain and Vanessa wouldn't due to the shame. Amy took matters in hand and made him a proverbial offer impossible to refuse; his beautiful wife on a silver platter, or in this case in heels. He would have to be dead to resist the pretty brunette, and to her knowledge, he was still very much alive.

She had to admit; her feelings were puzzling and made no sense. Amy knew she should feel some sort of jealousy, but couldn't find it in her. All she knew was that her gut reaction told her that without the strength each gave the other, neither would make it through what was coming, and that was enough reason for her.

The second and third times, she hadn't had to wonder, Vanessa's cries of passion were enough to answer the question. After things had been quiet for a while, she went out to check on her "little brother and sister-in-law". Vanessa was wearing Mark's shirt and was sitting on the couch with his head in her lap, running her fingers through his hair, more at ease than Amy had seen in a while. She could see the tears that were still on Mark's cheeks and looked a question at Vanessa, getting a smile and a nod. Relaxing, she noticed that there was a look of contentment underlying the tears.

Vanessa motioned her to come over but she shook her head and turned to leave, not wanting to intrude, but stopped when the invitation was repeated. She wore a little frown when she walked that way and was surprised when she was pulled into a tearful, one armed hug by Vanessa.

"Thank you Amy. I love you."

"I love you too Vanessa"

Just as she was turning she felt a hand on her leg stopping her. Looking down, she saw a set of uncertain eyes staring into hers.

"Hey beautiful." Mark said with a touch of sadness.

"Hey sweetheart. Are you ok?" Amy asked. Then it hit her, his look was guilt that he had "cheated" on her with Vanessa.

"Mark, don't think you can get rid of me that easily. Sleeping with this hussy won't even come close, mister," softening it with a giggle. "Now get your big ass up so we don't have to carry you in the house when you fall asleep."

"Big ass? Big ass! Turn around, yours is bigger than mine." Mark said, finishing by poking his tongue out at her.

Not thinking, Amy turned around, and then felt a swat on each ass cheek. Looking over her shoulder in mock indignation she saw both of them getting ready to take another swipe.

"Well!" Amy said with a stomp of her foot, before joining them for a healing laugh. "Seriously, get up, you're cooking supper and us girls are hungry," poking her own tongue out.

Sighing theatrically, Mark got up grinning and pulled Amy into a hug. He kissed her softly, and then grunted in surprise when she grabbed a handful of hair and slid her tongue in his mouth. With a mental shrug, Mark put everything he had into the reply leaving Amy wide eyed and panting when they pulled back. When she looked at Vanessa, all she got in return was a laughing swoon as she fanned her face.

Mark had apparently been volunteered to cook supper, so helping Vanessa up, he chuckled when he got caught by Amy.

Vanessa had bent at the waist to get her shoes, looked around her knees at Mark, and forced his cum out of her swollen pussy, feeling it trickle down her spread thighs. When she saw the way he was fixated on the stream of their fluids coating her thighs, she winked at Amy who just laughed and had to clear her throat three times to get his attention. It was sexy enough from the front, and Mark was showing the signs that it had been even hotter from his direction.

Once Vanessa stood back up, she took one arm and Amy took the other as the group headed in search of food and sleep. Both girls took his hand and slid it down to cup their swaying asses, Vanessa's bare cheek in his left and Amy's in his right, only covered by the thin shorts she was wearing. All Mark could do was give each of them a bemused look, earning him innocent looks from both causing him to bust out laughing.

While Mark was making supper, the girls had disappeared coming back with evil grins. He expected the worst and waited for them to spring whatever scheme they had concocted. The meal was largely uneventful, just some light teasing and catching up on the lighter side of the past four months; the heavier side was on the docket for tomorrow and could wait.

Once everything was cleaned up, Vanessa took Mark by the hand and led him to the shower. She leaned over to start the water and repeated her show, but this time ran her finger through her wet lips, bringing it to her mouth and licking it clean. Spreading her legs, she reached between them and started stroking his swelling cock and rubbing her clit with the other hand. She knew Mark loved her ass and moaned when she felt his hands rubbing her cheeks, kneading the firm flesh. Slipping into the shower, she pulled him with her into the warm water.

The couple spent the next few minutes, washing the other's hair and taking extra time when it came to lathering the other's body. After Vanessa rinsed off, she sank to her knees, pulling his sparkling clean cock into her mouth, her hand stroking her clit in time with the bobbing of her head. The feel of him sliding into her throat never failed to turn her flame higher and soon she was busy burying three fingers deep in her pussy, moaning and screaming around the cock lodged in her throat as she fell back twitching.

Mark was in heaven; Vanessa sucking his cock while he was watching her hand pound away, hearing the wet noises it was making over the sound of the shower. He felt her cumming when her moans started vibrating through the hard cock that she had buried in her throat. He had felt that more times than he could count, she always got more turned on when she went down on him, and her fingers certainly didn't hurt. Vanessa stood up and pulled him into a kiss, sucking his tongue the way she was just sucking his cock. He reached for her but she spun away and got out of the shower, leaving a stunned Mark with a very hard cock.

He was just turning from the closed door as it opened again. He figured Vanessa had just been messing with him and gasped when a very naked Amy came gliding in, opening the shower door and continuing the kiss that Vanessa had started.

"Is this for me sweetheart?" She asked as she wrapped her hand around the throbbing erection that Vanessa had left for her friend.

"Yes?" He answered the confusion plain.

"Oh yes baby, that's definitely the right answer."

Amy turned around and braced her hands on the shower wall, and looked over her shoulder with a wink. When she wiggled her ass at him, Mark reached out and grabbed two handfuls of the fantasy he had only had in his imagination until last night. She felt his hands on her hips, and reached through her legs and grabbed his cock. She used the head to rub her clit and nestled it into the opening of her pussy.

As soon as she felt the head settle into the mouth of her pussy, she shoved herself back onto it, sliding down until he was sitting against her battered cervix. Not quite ready for that yet she started taking long strokes, glancing back at Mark as he was drinking in the sight of her naked ass, his cock pulling her gripping lips back on each upstroke.

She watched him until he looked into her eyes, "I love you sweetheart. And just so you know, that's your pussy that you're fucking so good. Just yours."

"I love you too Amy. What about Vaness?" He stopped when he saw her shake her head.

"We passed each other at the door baby, I meant what I said, I'm not going anywhere and that wet pussy is all yours. Now shut up and fuck me stud."

Mark was still more than a little confused about how things were going to work out, but he wasn't in any condition to try to work it out. Not with Amy's perfect ass dancing as she worked her pussy around his cock. He reached around and grabbed her bouncing tits, rolling her nipples while he squeezed the flesh around them. Without thinking, he pulled her up and against his chest, effectively trapping her as he lifted her to her toes with his thrusts. He dropped his head to kiss her shoulders and neck, sucking the skin, nibbling as he went. Amy grabbed his head and pressed it to her neck, just under her ear, wanting him to mark her as his as well.

Amy growled at him when he tried to pull away and pressed his head into her neck more insistently. She purred when she felt his teeth and sighed when the pleasure/pain signals hit her brain. She wanted everyone to know that she belonged to Mark, and needed it just as much as the little brunette that he was married to. She felt his hand slip down her stomach and a finger slide over her clit as he was biting her neck, causing the sensations to push her toward the edge. Still on her tiptoes, all she could do was hang on as Mark started picking up speed, his hips trying to drive her into the wall, the wet slapping sounds echoing.

"Fuck me Mark. Make me cum again baby. Oh shit that's so good." Amy continued to encourage him as she felt his finger teasing her ass. As the finger popped into her ass, she went flat-footed, driving the head into her cervix. That was enough to trigger her orgasm, which triggered his as he shot load after load straight into her womb. She was glad she was on the pill; otherwise there would be little ones on the horizon. Later, yes; now, no.

She went to her knees and cleaned him off, then let Mark help her to her feet and felt his hands supporting her trembling body as he helped her get cleaned up and out of the shower. Holding her in his arms he waited until she was steady and dried them both off.

Mark came out of the bathroom and saw Vanessa on the far side of the bed in the master bedroom as he was being shoved to the center. It sunk in that he was still naked and that Vanessa had to have heard Amy screaming, but when he looked up into his wife's eyes he saw nothing but love. He got the same look from Amy and sighed in confusion. How could both of them have that look when he had sex with both of them in the past hour, and both of them had heard?

He knew he should be happy, and he was, but he was also realistic enough to know that this whole thing could go really bad, really quickly. Mark looked into both of their faces and got the stick ready to hit the hornets' nest, when Vanessa stopped him with a small touch on his cheek.

"Baby, all three of us are so inter-connected that you can't tell where one starts and the other stops. We are going to need all the strength and help we can get in the foreseeable future and if she or I made an issue about you, we would be cutting our own throats."

Amy jumped in at that point. "It's going to get strained at times with all three of us in one house, but we both think we can handle it as long as you can."

He looked up from where he had been looking while he listened to his two best friends talk and saw two sets of very nervous eyes. All kinds of problems started screaming at him, but most if not all of them were based on communication and love. All three communicated on the feeling level and he didn't think he could love them any more than he already did. He was shaking his head at the notion of having two women under the same roof all the time and didn't see the stricken looks go across the faces in front of him.

When he slid back into his new reality, he realized that he had committed the cardinal sin again, both were crying, and he felt like shit for not paying closer attention. He reached up with both hands and wiped tears off of the smooth cheeks of each woman and smiled, getting a weak response from each.

"Easy ladies, I was just thinking that I must be nuts to think I could live with either half of my heart cut out, but that's what it would be like if either of you were gone." He stopped to watch relieved looks spread across the beautiful faces, never tiring of seeing either smile. "We're going to have to take it a step at a time, but...," stopping when both of them put their fingers on his lips.

"No but, Mark, we will have to take it one step at a time and figure it out as we go. The next step is to get some sleep since we've got that meeting in the morning. Now get in here and lay down. No snoring, farting or hogging the blankets." Amy finished with a giggle.

"Well that counts both of you out then." Mark said with a rather girlish squeal when the not so indignant ladies grabbed double handfuls of ticklish ribs and made him recant the slander.

Kissing each of them, he drifted off to a dreamless sleep, vaguely aware of the nocturnal ballet taking place between the three people. They flowed seamlessly together like parts of the same emotional being that had in reality been in existence since that birthday party years ago.

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When Mark woke up, he was a day older than eighteen and had no idea where he was. He did know that the gorgeous blonde fairy had left him a birthday present and made a mental note to send a thank you card. When said blonde started pressing her ass back against his inflating cock, he revised the note to include his left arm. But he figured as soon as she woke up and realized it was Mark and not some college guy, she would get up and walk out.

"Hey there stud," Tanya purred as she felt the head of his cock slipping between her thighs to rub through her tender lips. She wasn't sure how long they had made love earlier, but it was longer than her college dates ever managed and she was tender from all of the attention. Tender or not, she wasn't about to turn down the chance for him to stretch her and fill her again. She reached down and held his cock so it was sliding against her clit, forgetting any soreness as she could feel the faint tingles of an orgasm building.

Mark reached around her to play with her nipples as she ground against him. He could hear her breathing picking up and recognized her approaching orgasm. When he leaned into her neck and started kissing along her hairline, she reached back and pressed his lips against her skin. As he pressed his teeth into her soft skin, she let out a moan and her hips sped up. When he bit down, she started cussing, finishing with cussing moans when he started sucking her flesh between his biting teeth.

Tanya was getting ready to cum again and was dimly aware that she had pivoted her hips too far and was jolted when she slammed down on his cock, burying it in her sore pussy. She knew she would have trouble walking, but after a second to catch her breath, she went back to abusing her swollen pussy with Mark's more than willing cock. She wanted to see how far she could get him inside her and rolled onto her side.

Mark was along for the ride and was content to watch her ass pivoting on his cock, so he was a little disappointed when Tanya changed that attraction. She had him straddle her leg and put her other over his shoulder, pulling her swollen labia apart.

"Mark, right there baby. Fuck me hard, give me that beautiful cock. Oh fuck." Tanya was lost in the fog that Mark had put her in, her words jumbling together as she slipped farther into uncharted lands for her. She wasn't a slut but she had slept with enough men to see that she had been shortchanged. They had been there to get in her pants, get off and then on to the next. Waking up next to Mark, feeling his arms wrapped around her was the first as well, she didn't count the time she had to share a bed with her little brother ten years ago.

Tanya felt his lips as he kissed her calf and ankle, licking and nibbling on the journey to her foot. She couldn't believe that the "untillastnight" virgin could be doing this to her. The combination of his soft kisses as he reached the sole of her foot and the head of his cock that was slipping through her labia pushed her the small step over the edge.

"Baby, please fuck me. Oh shit I'm cumming again Mark, please put that cock where it belongs. Oh fuck fuck fuck. Please." Tanya ended with a whimper.

He watched as Tanya's body tensed with her orgasm. She had been rubbing her clit while he had been exploring, finding things even more breathtaking in the daylight. He was thrilled to be able to help her cum, anything he did was by accident but it seemed to work for her. Her face tensed and turned red, her nipples got harder and he watched as her pussy started winking at him. It was all he could do not to plow into her and interrupt the erotic scene unfolding.

As she was coming down and gasping for air, he leaned over and started brushing his lips along her neck, moving on to kiss her, the passion picking up when Tanya finally realized his lips were real. She reached down and guided his cock to her aching pussy; Mark sat up and watched as she used the head to rub her clit and slip it through her swollen lips, spreading her wetness to cover her pussy. She pulled him closer and shifted her hips managing to get two inches inside and started rocking, working the head in circles. He finally got the hint when she wrapped her top leg around his waist and pulled him further into her, her heel digging into his ass as she urged him on. He slid forward feeling his balls running across the smooth skin of her inner thigh adding to the sensation of seeing Tanya panting and begging for him to fuck her.

"Please Mark. Fuck me with that big cock. C'mon stud and pound me good. Take that wet pussy. Oh fuck!"

He couldn't wait any longer and jammed himself in until his balls were lying against the stretched lips of her pussy. Mark knew that he was as far in as he could go but still kept pushing, mashing her cervix as he battered it with the swollen head.

Tanya was delirious by the time he finally pounded into her pussy. She had never been pushed so far and she loved every second of the experience. She felt him pull back and then lunge forward, slamming into her tortured pussy. The discomfort had been replaced with a burning need and Mark was doing his best to fuel those fires. She looked up and saw the sweat glistening on his chest as he stroked into her, she followed the drops as they ran down until she saw her juices as they coated his shaft when he pulled back. When Tanya saw her cum all over him she felt the beginning of her orgasm.