Lindsay stared down at the glistening mess coating her chest, a slow, wicked grin spreading across her freckled face. "Holy shit," she breathed, dragging a finger through the thick, pearlescent streaks and bringing it to her lips. Her tongue darted out, tasting it with a thoughtful hum. "It's so much... and it actually tastes good. Sweet, almost." She sucked her finger clean, her hazel eyes locking with Chris's.

Allison giggled, a breathless, giddy sound as she wiped a glob from her own plump breast. "You think that's something? Just wait. He can keep going. And going." She winked at Chris, who was still catching his breath, his massive cock resting heavily on his thigh, already showing signs of reawakening despite its recent eruption.

Lindsay’s eyes widened with pure, unadulterated lust. "Are you fucking serious?" She didn't wait for an answer, scrambling off the bed to stand on wobbly legs. Her hands went to the waistband of her shorts, shoving them and her panties down in one frantic motion. "What are we waiting for? Clothes off. All of them." She kicked the fabric away, standing naked and glorious in the lamplight, her huge tits swaying with the movement, her red bush a fiery match for the hair on her head.

Inspired by her urgency, Allison quickly followed suit, peeling off her remaining clothes until she was just as bare. Chris pushed his pants and boxers the rest of the way off his ankles, tossing them to the floor before lying back against the pillows, his fully hard twelve-inch dick standing at attention once more, curving up towards his navel. The sight of it, thick and veiny and impossibly large, made both women shiver.

"Alright," Chris said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the mattress. He spread his hands in invitation. "Who's first?"

Allison glanced at Lindsay, a sweet, generous smile playing on her lips. "You should go," she said softly. "You haven't had him inside you in a while." Lindsay’s face lit up with gratitude and hunger.

"God, you're the best," she purred, practically pouncing onto the bed. She swung a leg over Chris's hips, straddling him with practiced ease. Her small hands wrapped around the base of his shaft, guiding the swollen head to her slick entrance. She bit her lip as she positioned herself, lowering her body slowly until the broad tip pressed against her wet folds. "Fuck yeah," she whispered to herself before sinking down.

A sharp gasp tore from her throat as he filled her, inch by impossible inch stretching her tight cunt wide open. Her head fell back as she took him all the way to the hilt, feeling his pubic bone grind against her clit when she was fully seated. "Oh my God... I forgot how fucking huge you are," she moaned, every internal nerve ending screaming with a delicious mixture of pain and pleasure.

Seeing Lindsay so thoroughly impaled spurred Allison into action. She crawled up the bed towards Chris's head, a mischievous glint in emerald eyes. "My turn," she murmured, sinking down onto his face, gripping the headboard for balance. She positioned herself so her dripping pussy was poised directly over his mouth, facing Lindsay. Her wide hips settled against his cheeks, and she let out a contented sigh as his tongue immediately found her clit, flicking and probing with expert precision. Their faces were now inches apart, both women staring into each other’s eyes, a new level of intimacy sparking between them.

Allison’s breath hitched, her fingers tangling in Lindsay’s fiery red hair as Chris’s tongue delved deeper, circling her entrance before spearing into her cunt. A low, guttural moan rumbled from her chest, her hips grinding down against his mouth, seeking more of that wet, relentless pressure. Beneath them, Lindsay began to move, her own hips rolling in a slow, deep rhythm, taking every inch of Chris’s monstrous cock with each descent. The slick, wet sounds of penetration mixed with the hungry, slurping noises of Chris feasting on Allison, filling the room with a symphony of raw lust.

Lindsay’s hands, which had been braced on Chris’s chest, slid up to grope at Allison’s heavy, swinging tits. Her thumbs brushed over the stiff, pink nipples, pinching and rolling them until Allison cried out, the vibrations against Chris’s tongue making him groan into her pussy. Allison reciprocated, her own hands finding Lindsay’s massive tits, squeezing the soft, freckled flesh, her fingers sinking in deep. Their mouths crashed together in a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss, tongues tangling, sharing the taste of each other and the faint, lingering salt of Chris’s cum. “Fuck, Allie,” Lindsay panted against her lips, her voice ragged as she bounced harder, her ass slapping against Chris’s thighs. “I didn’t know you were such a horny little slut.” Allison whimpered into the kiss, her hips fucking Chris’s face in a matching, desperate rhythm. “It’s your fault,” she gasped, breaking the kiss to suck in air. “You’re the one who showed me how be to a perverted freak.”

Allison lowered her head and captured one of Lindsay's taut nipples in her mouth, sucking hard, the way Lindsay had done to her own. The sensation was electric. Lindsay cried out, humping Chris faster, losing all control. Her inner walls clenched rhythmically around his shaft, milking him as the dual stimulation threatened to push her over the edge. Chris redoubled his efforts, his mouth sealed over Allison's pussy, his tongue fucking in and out of her dripping hole while the flat of it pressed and rubbed her throbbing clit. He could feel her thighs trembling against the sides of his head, could taste the flood of her arousal growing sharper, sweeter. Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, and a broken, shrieking wail tore from her throat as her entire body seized. Her cunt spasmed, gushing a hot, copious stream of fluid straight into his waiting mouth. Chris drank it down greedily, the tangy, musky flavor of her squirt exploding on his taste buds, the sensation so intensely erotic it sent his own pleasure crashing over the edge.

His hips jerked upwards, burying his cock to the root in Lindsay’s clutching heat as he erupted. Thick, hot pulses of cum shot deep inside her, filling her up, each jet a scalding promise against her cervix. The feeling of being pumped so full, combined with the visual of Allison screaming through her climax right above her, was enough to detonate Lindsay’s own. Her cunt clamped down viscously around his pulsing shaft, milking him for every drop as her own orgasm ripped through her, a silent, open-mouthed scream shaking her frame as she ground down against him, her inner walls fluttering and convulsing around his still-spurting dick.

For a long moment, the only sounds were their ragged, sobbing breaths and the wet, dripping aftermath. Lindsay, shuddering, slowly lifted herself off him, his slick, cum-smeared dick sliding out of her with an obscene, wet pop. She stared down at it, her hazel eyes wide with disbelief. It was still rigid, jutting up from a nest of dark hair, glistening with her juices and his own release, the thick veins standing in stark relief. A slow, delirious grin spread across her face. “You have got to be kidding me,” she breathed, her voice husky with awe. “It’s still a fucking steel beam.” She scrambled off the bed, her legs unsteady, her own cum and his trickling down her inner thigh. “Allison, baby, get up. On your knees, on the edge of the bed. Now.”

Allison, still dazed from her powerful orgasm, slid off Chris’s face, her pussy lips swollen and glistening from his attention. She moved with a languid, sated obedience, turning to position herself on her hands and knees at the side of the mattress, her wide, perfect ass presented high in the air. The round, heavy cheeks were pale and supple, the deep cleft between them leading down to her damp, pink cunt lips below. Lindsay stood beside the bed, her hand stroking Chris’s thigh, her eyes burning with a feverish need. “I need to see it,” she told him, her voice trembling with excitement. “I need to watch that monster disappear into that amazing ass. Fuck her, Chris. Fuck her huge, perfect ass right in front of me.” She reached out, spreading Allison’s cheeks apart with both hands, exposing the tight, pink pucker of her asshole, already glistening from the general wetness and sweat. “Look how pretty it is,” Lindsay whispered, her thumb brushing over the sensitive rim, making Allison jump and moan. “Make it yours.”

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