Strange Days Ch. 61-65

"Nope," Sarah shook her head, flexing her insides, squeezing me with her sopping heat. She gave me a sly grin. "But I've got her big cock stuffed way up inside me."

I smiled and shook my head at her.

Trevor snorted. "Bet you wouldn't mind if she was a dickgirl."

Sarah raised an eyebrow. "Now wouldn't that be the most perfect thing in the world?"

My eyes went wide at the conversation. I was almost fully erect by that point. It was taking a while, given how hard I'd come so recently, but Sarah's clasping cunt was speeding me along.

"Really now?" Trevor asked with a masculine chuckle.

"Absolutely," Sarah said, leaning forward a little to put both hands on the back of the couch. I set my hands on her sweaty hips and lovingly smoothed them up her sides and back in to cup her breasts. Meanwhile, Sarah lifted her hips, dragging my almost fully hard cock out of her, only to lower her eager cunt down every thick inch of me.

"Think about it, Trevor," Sarah said, slowly fucking me, my now fully erect length spreading her wide and spearing deep into her perfect body. "She's so beautiful, our Amy." She cocked her head and gave me a dreamy grin. "Think about how much you love fucking her, being inside her, hearing her come for you."

She was really fucking me now, slowly lifting her tight folds up my length and quickly dropping back down.

"Are you trying to make me jerk off again?" Trevor laughed, but his voice was strained.

Sarah didn't answer him. "Are you thinking about it, Trevor, about how much you love Amy's body, how much you love her perfect little cunt?"

Speaking of which, I was leaking girl juice all over the couch. I could feel myself literally dripping with arousal, and it was only then that I realized the dildo had come out of me at some point, probably when I passed out.

"Yes," Trevor said, voice low and deep.

"Now imagine her with a nice big thick cock," she said, putting a lot of emphasis on that last word. "A cock only a dickgirl can have."

Her hips rose and fell fast and faster, smooth groin slapping lightly against mine. She was so wet that she rode me with ease, but she was still so very tight.

"Imagine what the three of us could do, Trevor," Sarah said breathily, muscles straining, tits bouncing in my hands with every thrust of her hips, nipples so swollen between my fingers.

"Jeezus, Sarah," Trevor groaned.

"Should could fill me up so nicely," she told him, her brow pinching with concentration while my breathing sped up and a knot formed inside me. "And you could be there, be with us, fucking her while she fucked me."

He groaned again, much louder.

My cock throbbed inside Sarah, and despite the messy climax I'd just had, another was building up inside me, fast.

"I want that, Trevor," Sarah said, looking at me dreamily again, and I felt her insides grow hotter, wetter, flutter around my swelling pole. "The three of us, all cocks and cunts, fucking and sucking and licking, a bundle of limbs and sweaty bodies, coming for all we can."

Without missing a beat, Sarah rose up until just the bloated tip of me remained inside her clasping sheath, then she slammed down, fucking onto me so hard that the end of me nudged against the back of her slippery cunt.

Trevor came again in a series of shouting grunts. Sarah pressed her forehead to mine and wailed with release, and my cock spit a second fiery load of thick cream into her climaxing cunt. When it was over, yet more jizz had pooled on the couch around my butt. Not nearly as much as before, but certainly enough to add to the mess.

Sarah just sat there on my lap, gooey cunt milking my softening penis, her panting breath warm on my face. I felt her give me a sweet kiss on my nose, my closed eyes, then my mouth. When she drew away, she gave me a supremely satisfied but sleepy smile.

"Imagine that, Trevor," she said, still catching her breath, cupping my cheek with her hand. "Imagine how wonderful it would be if Amy was our dickgirl."

Trevor chuckled and said, "What dreams may come, right?"

I smiled up at her, amazed by how clever she could be, that in a way, she'd just convinced Trevor that me having a cock would be okay. No, better than okay. Hot.

"Exactly, Trevor," she breathed, giving me a slow but deep kiss. "Exactly."