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"... and a few hot girls who would love to eat your pussy WHILE the great guy is fucking their brains out," Sam added with a grin.
Zofi smiled even wider. "Yes, definitely."
Sam looked back at me, pouting when she stared at my limp dick. "Of course, all of this only works if we can get the great guy to have a working erection."
Zofi narrowed her eyes and let a sly grin spread across her face. "Maybe we should give him a two-girl blowjob. I can lick my way up one side while you lick your way up the other side, and at the top we can start making out with his cockhead between our mouths."
Sam laughed and cocked an eyebrow. "I thought you said you look at his penis and don't get the urge to suck it."
"I don't," Zofi answered with a shrug. "I look at his penis and get the urge to SHARE it with YOU, baby. And I get the urge to see the look on his face while we're doing it."
"Sounds like a tomato/tomahto kind of splitting hairs, but whatever works for you." The blonde quickly rolled forward, popped her head into my lap, and sucked my limp penis into her mouth. It didn't stay limp for long, almost instantly responding to her warm pressure, and after less than a minute I was hard enough for her to pull off and gesture for Zofi to join her. "You get that side. I'll get this side. Meet you in the middle?"
Zofi smiled as she also rolled forward, her dangling earrings tinkling as she started licking up "her" side.
"I really wish I could get a picture of this," I groaned as one hot blonde and one hot brunette started working my dick together.
Zofi frowned. "Maybe a polaroid. Maybe. I don't want something like this on digital."
Sam shook her head. "Forget the photo. You both come over to my house in a couple days and we'll do it again. And then again a few days later. And then again, and again, and again until the image is burned into your retinas for all time."
I grinned sighed, and let my jaw drop open as the girls finally worked their way to the top of my fully-erect shaft and started wetly making out with each other while my cockhead was mashed between them.
"Works for me."
****
The girls gave me the tandem blowjob for a few minutes before Sam got antsy and decided to climb aboard. She grabbed my hands and planted them on top of her big boobies, letting me fondle away to my heart's content as she sat down on my dick with a happy groan. The busty blonde started bouncing up and down quite quickly, and I started to assume she'd ride me until I blasted a fresh creampie into her cunt. And if I was extremely lucky, Zofi would suck it out of her and I'd get to watch them snowballing my semen once again.
Things didn't turn out like that.
After only a couple minutes of riding, Sam slowed to a stop and glanced back at her best friend. "Go get it," she said, although I had no idea what "it" was.
Zofi slipped off the bed while Sam bent over and started making out with me. She wrapped my head in her arms and crammed her tongue down my throat, absorbing every ounce of my attention. So it was a bit of a surprise when she suddenly seized up and stopped kissing me.
I pulled my head back to see her clench her eyes shut and wince. I wondered what was going on, and only then craned my head around to look past Sam's body to find Zofi staring intently at Sam's backside.
"Weird?" Zofi asked without looking at us.
"A little," Sam replied, still with her eyes closed as she concentrated. "But push in another one."
Zofi nodded, and a moment later I became aware of Sam's vaginal canal getting just a little tighter around my cock. Only then did I put two and two together and realize that the "it" must've been the bottle of lube I'd left atop the nightstand since last night's anal adventure with Naimh, and that Zofi must now be pushing two lubricated fingers into Sam's anal chute, explaining the tighter constriction.
At the same time, Sam started grinding her clit against my pelvic bone, slowly undulating herself for distraction while Zofi began to pump her fingers in and out of Sam's anus. "Another finger," she said a minute later, her forehead furrowed.
"You sure? You're pretty tight," Zofi cautioned.
"Neevie said he put three in her ass to stretch her out," Sam groaned. "If I can't fit three of your skinny fingers, I'm never gonna fit his monster in there."
Zofi nodded, started pressing a third finger inside, and Sam went still as she screeched in obvious pain.
Concerned, I began, "Hey, maybe this isn't such a good--"
"Shut the fuck up, Matty," Sam cut me off.
"I just don't want a repeat of you trying to deep-throat me that first night," I stated with genuine worry. "You said you practiced since then, and tonight you were able to do it no problem. Maybe we can get you a few butt plugs or something to help train your ass. And then maybe next week we can--"
"I said shut the fuck up, Matty!" Sam interrupted again, gritting her teeth immediately afterward. She looked to be in tremendous pain.
"Please tell me this isn't just because Neevie--"
"Matty," she interrupted AGAIN. "I swear to fucking GOD that if you don't--"
"His idea does make sense," Zofi remarked, cutting her off. "Give it a week, stretch you out--"
"I don't care. We're doing this. TONIGHT." Sam's voice brooked no dissent, and although Zofi and I exchanged a look, we knew better than to try arguing with her when she'd made up her mind about something like this.
"Okay, okay, we're doing this," I conceded with a sigh. "But maybe you're just super tight because you've got my dick inside you right now. It's gotta be squeezing the space a little bit."
"Don't pull out," Sam groaned, grinding her clit against my pelvis again. "I need to feel you inside me. Do you have any idea how much I crave to feel you inside me? I fucking LOVE you, Matty. I'm super fucking IN LOVE with you. And I want to feel you inside me ALL THE FUCKING TI--OOOOWWWWWW!!!"
"That's four," Zofi called.
I blinked in surprise. "You trying to get her whole fucking hand in there?"
Sam shook her head, struggling to breathe, but she muttered, "Maybe someday. Neevie said you put three of your fingers in her last night."
"So what, you've got to one-up her by fitting four?"
"Nah. I just figured four of Zofi's fingers are about as thick as three of yours."
"Um, okay..."
"Fucking, FUCK," she spat, bending over and hanging her head. "Fuck it hurts!"
"Sam..."
"Don't you fucking suggest we stop!"
"I'm not. I wasn't going to. It's just--"
"What the FUCK?!?" Sam suddenly exclaimed, her eyes going wide as she looked down. "Are you going SOFT?!? You're fucking going soft INSIDE my pussy?!?"
It was true. The sight of Sam's face inches away from mine in such obvious pain coupled together with the idea that she was once again forcing herself to do something she wasn't properly prepared for solely to "buy" my favoritism (despite her denials) was the exact opposite of sexy. Now maybe her hot body and wet pussy would've been enough to maintain my erection under normal circumstances, but I'd been fucked to exhaustion this morning and even just cum inside Sam's pussy a few minutes ago. "I'm sorry."
"FUCK!"
Zofi pulled her fingers out of Sam's ass and backed away. Sam then got off me and retreated on her knees, staring in disbelief at my limp penis. Shaking her head, she dropped her face into her palms and then curled over straight down, her forehead on the mattress while she shuddered and shook with wracking sobs.
"What is WRONG with me?!?" Sam wailed, her voice muffled by her hands.
Zofi looked like she wanted to reach out and hug her best friend, but she took one look at her slimy fingers and left the room to clean up. That left me alone with Sam for a moment, and I scooted around so that I could wrap her up in my arms. I hauled her around so that she was spooned up against my chest, my arms completely circled around her while she sobbed her poor little heart out.
"How the fuck was this so easy for Neevie?" she whimpered.
"I don't know and it's not important," I said firmly. "Right now I'm a hundred percent focused on YOU."
"I'm supposed to be Aphrodite..." she whined.
"You ARE."
"Matty, please. No man is going soft inside Aphrodite's pussy."
"He is if he's a decent person and she's crying out in that much pain. Well, and he is if she's yelling at him to shut the fuck up. Not the sexiest way to talk to a guy."
"I'm a fucking failure," she wailed, turning around in my arms and burying her face into my chest.
"You're not a failure," I reassured her. "If anything, I'm the failure for losing my woody. It's every guy's worst nightmare!"
"It's not your fault. It's mine."
"It's nobody's fault. You're just frustrated and stressed out, which made ME stressed out, and being stressed out and exhausted isn't a great mindset for a guy to maintain an erection, that's all. But we can still do this. We can still do it tonight if that's what you really want. I'm here for you. I love you. If you tell me you want this, I'll do everything I can to make it happen."
"You will?" Hesitantly, she raised her teary eyes up to meet mine.
I cradled her face in my hands, brushed moisture off her cheek with my thumbs, and kissed her quickly but tenderly. "I will. Whatever you need. I'd do anything for you, Sam."
She closed her eyes and immediately kissed me. Then she kissed me even harder. She pressed her weight into my chest as we started Frenching, and I found myself falling sideways until I was flat on my back with my feet dangling off the edge of the bed and Sam's mostly-naked body atop mine.
We kissed and kissed while my hands stroked up and down her spine. She held my head and tried to pour out all her love and emotion for me through her lips. I was consciously aware of her big naked tits pressed into my chest, of the lace fabric of her garter belt around her waist beneath my hands as I moved lower to grab her bare buttcheeks. She started grinding her clit against my re-stiffening prick, and the longer we made out the harder I got.
Eventually Sam was riding my cock like a rail, sliding back and forth, humping me in a manner not unlike the way she used to dry-hump me in Matty's Chair what felt like so long ago. It didn't take much for her to reach between us, elevate my prick, and back herself onto me. And I broke away from our liplock to groan at the sensation of being surrounded by her sweet snatch.
"Zofi, get back here," Sam muttered softly, without taking her eyes off me.
I'd almost forgotten Zofi was here before the still-naked brunette popped back into view. And I realized that all three of us had returned to the same positions, more or less, we'd been in before I'd gone soft.
I watched Sam's eyes bulge out when Zofi's fingers began re-entering her ass one-by-one. But she was more relaxed now, less... insistent... and while she was clearly experiencing some discomfort, she at least didn't seem to be in so much pain.
"Hey..." I said, stroking her cheeks and tilting her head to mine for a quick kiss. "You're doing great. I know you can handle it."
"I want it. I can handle it," Sam said. Zofi put a cap on that comment by inserting another finger, making Sam wince.
"Okay then. Let's do this." I nodded. "And thank you for this. I know how special a gift it is."
She smiled through her clenched eyes, gritting her teeth as she told me with absolute sincerity, "It's my last virginity. It's yours. I love you, Matty."
I nodded. "I love you, too." I kissed her again.
We made out for a little bit, but before long she broke away and groaned. "I need you in my arse now."
I nodded again, reached down to her hips, and guided her up and off my cock. She visibly relaxed once my thick dick was out of her, as I think it really did have an impact on how tight Zofi's fingers felt in her ass. Sam exhaled long and loud, and started to take deeper breaths in general while I circled around behind her.
I shared a quick look with Zofi while the brunette still had four of her fingers crammed inside of her best friend's rectum. She raised her eyebrows, gave me a 'Can you fucking believe we're doing this?' kind of look, and waited for me to get into position. I saw the bottle of lube and went ahead and squeezed a line down the length of my cock. Zofi reached over and rubbed it all over my skin, getting my cock well-coated, and only then did she finally extract her digits from Sam's stretched sphincter.
A gaping hole awaited me, although its diameter still looked much smaller than my mushroom head. I pressed myself into the gap, took hold of Sam's hips, and started pushing.
"Guuuuhhh..." Sam grunted at the first penetration, her head popping up. I was suddenly reminded of my thought to have a mirror in front of her so I could've witnessed her reaction, although I tried to pack away that selfish thought. Last night, Naimh had been a lot hornier and entry had been a lot easier. Tonight, Sam seemed to be doing this more out of determination than actual lust, and those intentions made all the difference in the world.
Zofi backed away from us while I gripped Sam's hips firmly and tugged her body towards me as I simultaneously thrust my hips forward. Sam's anal chute was tight, much tighter than Naimh's had been, and I had to work harder to slowly burrow myself forward through that constricted canal inch by inch.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," Sam was muttering with her head hanging down. Groaning, she folded her arms atop the mattress and bent down to bury her face against them, clearly in pain but just as clearly determined to keep going. I wanted to stop my forward motion and ask if she was alright. But in my mind's eye I could already see her barking at me, 'Shut the fuck up, Matty, and FUCK my arse!'
Her obvious pain, however, neutered my enjoyment of the moment. I had no doubt she could handle it -- or more to the point, she would force herself to handle it no matter how much it hurt. I couldn't claim to know what was going on in Sam's psyche, but regardless of whatever kumbaya moment she'd had with the girls this morning about not undermining each other and declaring their vows to never steal me from their friends, Sam's competitive edge had not dulled in the slightest.
'Don't think I didn't notice the way you were making out with Mari on the couch during the movie while I was riding you,' she'd said this morning.
'Don't think I didn't notice when Naimh deep-throated you while you were blindfolded,' she'd said barely half an hour ago.
That Sam would be giving me her asshole had apparently become a given once Naimh upped the ante last night. I still didn't know whether or not she was trying to "buy" my love -- we'd never really come to a resolution on that part -- but regardless of her motivations, this WAS happening. Failure was not an option. And no matter how much it hurt her, and no matter how much I hated seeing her in pain, I had to do whatever I could to help her succeed.
Finally, I had every last inch in. Sam was copiously wet, and by that I mean her skin had a fine sheen of sweat all over her body. She looked like she'd been through a torture chamber, but I summoned a sense of congratulations into my voice as I told her, "That's everything. You took it all."
"Guuuuhhh..." Sam grunted, not raising her head or otherwise moving. She took deep, calming breaths, seeming to relax a little now that she knew there was nothing left to try and cram inside. I rubbed her lower back, bent over and kissed the base of her skull, and then returned myself upright, staring down and allowing myself to marvel at the complete disappearance of my thick dick inside Sam's most sacred hole.
"Fuck my arse," Sam muttered softly.
I chuckled. "We don't call it that here in the States."
"I'm Australian. And you didn't seem to mind Neevie yelling, 'Fuck my arse' last night."
"And you're never gonna convince me we're doing this just because you wanted to gift me your virginity, that it has nothing to do with Neevie, if you keep bringing her up."
"Shut the fuck up, Matty. I LOVE you, but... just... lemme do this, alright?"
I sighed and replied, "Shutting up."
"Ooh, she looks like that really hurts a lot," Zofi said, wiping her now-clean hands having momentarily stepped away to the bathroom. "I need a polaroid of this moment to remind me NEVER to let you do this to me, Matty."
"He's just so fucking BIG. I feel like he's tearing me in half. Maybe if you found a guy with a skinnier dick."
"Never gonna be another guy touching me but Matty," Zofi pronounced with dead seriousness. "Never."
I arched an eyebrow in surprise at that comment, especially from the girl who had just proclaimed this morning that she wasn't in love with me at all. But Zofi didn't even look at me. Her attention and concern were both entirely on Sam.
"Hey, I got an idea," Zofi said. "Push up a bit onto all fours."
"Huh?"
"Just do it." The lithe brunette slid onto the bed and rolled over onto her back with her head facing me. She scooted in next to Sam, and once she started getting the blonde to climb over her, her idea became clear. Moments later, the pair of best friends were once again in a sixty-nine position, only this time I had my big dick lodged deep inside Sam's bunghole.
I still hadn't started pumping, but despite the deep concern I had for Sam's pain, there was no denying that a super-hot, super-tight asshole was clamped closely around my cock, and there was no chance of me going soft anytime soon.
"You have NO idea how weird this looks right now," Zofi laughed. Her sparkling blue eyes flicked back to me for a moment, looking up between Sam's thighs, and the mirth on her face did much to lighten my heart in this moment. A moment later, she gripped Sam's hips, tugged her down a little lower, and started licking away at her best friend's slit.
The effect was immediate. Sam moaned, hung her head down, and miraculously, the tightness of her anal chute began to diminish.
"Huh..." I muttered. "You just needed to relax."
"Hard to relax when there's a fucking baseball bat up your arsehole," Sam grunted, but the more Zofi went to work, the more at ease she obviously felt. As the tension lessened, she started breathing easier. And in the end, Sam's rear passage felt merely 'snug' instead of 'clamped up tighter than spandex on a 500-pound hairy gorilla'.
Yes, I just compared my dick to a 500-pound hairy gorilla.
"Okay," Sam sighed after a while. "I'm willing to concede I didn't really think this through well enough."
Zofi giggled and stopped licking for a moment. "You know, you've got a working mouth at that end too... EEP!"
Sam picked her head back up after doing whatever she'd done to make Zofi go "EEP!" like that. "Okay, Matty. For real now. Fuck my arse, please?"
"As you wish," I replied.
"Fucking great movie..." Sam sighed as I withdrew slowly a few inches and then pushed my way back in. "You'll forgive me if I start fantasizing you're Westley for a bit."
I chuckled and wracked my brain. "There's a quote comeback here, I know it."
Zofi pulled her mouth off Sam's pussy and quoted, "'I will always come for you.'"
I barked a laugh, which made me thrust forward abruptly, filling Sam's colon with the three inches I'd just pulled out. It went in much easier now, and although she shrieked at the sudden stretch, Sam started snickering along with both Zofi and me.
From then on, everything went much better. The hard part was over, and the fun began. Zofi kept eating Sam's pussy while I started to speed up my pumping in and out of Sam's stretched anus. Sam returned the favor, putting her face down to really munch on Zofi's snatch. But when I pulled myself almost all the way out and took a long lunge all the way back in, Zofi abruptly pulled her head back and started laughing
