[Alex's penthouse]
That night, as soon as Alex entered his penthouse, Angelina and Max were ready. They didn't wait. Angelina pushed him against the wall and started kissing him hard as Max took off his coat and unbuckled his belt. And within five minutes, he was lying on the bed with Max riding his face while Angelina sucking his cock. Alex's groan was muffled by Max's pussy, but it only spurred Angelina on. She took him deeper, feeling him grow harder in her mouth. Max, sensing Alex's pleasure, began to move in rhythm with Angelina's bobbing head. The room filled with their moans and the sound of wet, hungry kisses.
'Shit! This is so exciting,' Angelina thought as she sucked his cock while massaging his balls. Her eyes were on Max's butt as she continued to grind her pussy. She could see her dripping pussy and Alex's tongue as Max shifted a bit.
"Fuck yeah!" Max moaned as she grabbed his hair. "Keep eating my juicy pussy."
Alex grabbed her boobs and was sucking on her pussy lips and clit, switching his focus between her clit and her opening, teasing her relentlessly.
Then he felt it.
Angelina stopped sucking.
She shifted, straddling him, her hands finding his cock, slick with her saliva. She rubbed it against her pussy, coating it, teasing herself. Then, she impaled herself, taking him deep inside her. "Oh~ Shhh~ Fuck!" She moaned in pleasure as his big cock stretched pussy. Her walls pulsed around him, adjusting to his size.
"Mumm~" Alex let out a moan in Max's pussy. 'Fucking hell! So tight. Too much... Shit!' Her pussy was tight as hell and was gripping his cock like a vice.
Angelina began to move, slowly at first, a delicious friction building between them. Before her, Max continued to grind on Alex's face, her breathing ragged with pleasure. "Yes, just like that, baby," she panted, encouraging Angelina's rhythm.
Alex, sandwiched between the two women, was in heaven. He reached up, grabbing Max's hips to steady her as he lapped at her pussy, his tongue exploring her depths. His other hand found Angelina's thigh as she rode him.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Max whispered with a large grin as she was enjoying his tongue and hot breath on her pussy.
"Mumm~" Alex tried to reply, but she was on top of his mouth.
"Hahaha," Max laughed. "Just don't cum too soon."
Angelina, feeling adventurous, leaned forward, her hands pressing against Max's back for support. She increased her pace, taking Alex deeper with each thrust. Max, understanding her intent, shifted her weight, allowing Angelina to use her for leverage. The room filled with their synchronized moans and the sound of wet, slapping flesh.
Alex, feeling the delicious pressure building, growled into Max's pussy. His hands, one on Max's hip, the other on Angelina's thigh, tightened their grip. Max was close. She began to grind faster now. Her moans echoed through the room, her body tensing as she neared her peak. "Yes, yes, just like that!" she cried out, her voice breathy and laced with desire. Alex could feel her legs trembling against his cheeks, her grip on his hair tightening.
'She tastes so fucking good,' He thought as he drank the mini drizzle from Max's pussy.
Angelina, sensing Max's impending orgasm, picked up her pace, slamming herself down onto Alex's cock with increased fervor.
Max got down from his face, letting him see Angelina.
Max's eyes met Alex's, a wild, fiery gaze that mirrored his own desire. She licked her lips, a sultry smile playing on them as she watched Angelina ride him. "Look at you, taking his cock like that," she purred, her voice low and husky. "You're enjoying every inch of him, aren't you?"
Angelina, lost in her pleasure, could only nod, her eyes fluttering closed as she continued to grind on Alex. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and aching for touch.
Alex grabbed her boobs and squeezed them.
Angelina gasped at the sudden contact, arching her back to press herself further into his hands. "Yes, just like that," she moaned, her pace faltering for a moment before she regained control and continued to ride him. Max, watching from the side, bit her lip, her eyes never leaving the sight of Angelina's breasts filling Alex's hands.
"Play with her nipples," Max instructed, her voice barely above a whisper.
Alex obliged, rolling Angelina's nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, pinching them lightly. She cried out, her pussy clenching around his cock in response. Max, inspired by the sight, reached out to touch herself, her fingers finding her clit and rubbing in small circles.
"Don't stop," Max panted, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment before snapping open again, locking onto Alex. "Make her cum."
Emboldened, Alex sat up, wrapping his arms around Angelina's waist and flipping them over so he was on top. Angelina landed on her back with a yelp, her legs automatically wrapping around his waist. Max, not wanting to be left out, moved beside Alex and began kissing him. Her kiss was fierce, hungry, her tongue demanding entry into his mouth. He groaned, his hands finding her breasts, squeezing them as he deepened the kiss. Angelina, underneath him, watched them, her breathing ragged as she felt Alex's cock throbbing inside her. She reached down, finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles as she watched them kiss.
Breaking away from Max, Alex looked down at Angelina, his eyes filled with desire. He began to move, his hips thrusting in a slow, steady rhythm, each stroke hitting that sweet spot inside her. She moaned, her hips lifting to meet his, her fingers moving faster on her clit.
Max then went on her fours beside Angelina, "My turn."
Alex pulled out of Angelina's pussy and slammed his wet and sloppy cock into Max's pussy. He grabbed her waist and started pounding her from behind. Her hands gripped the sheets beneath her, her knuckles turning white as Alex's relentless thrusts pushed her closer to the edge. She moaned, her face buried in the pillow, her ass lifting to meet each of his powerful strokes. Angelina, beside her, watched the scene unfold, her hand never leaving her clit, her fingers moving in time with Alex's thrusts.
Angelina's breath hitched as she watched Alex's cock, glistening with their combined juices, disappear into Max's pussy. The sight was incredibly erotic, and she could feel her own orgasm building, her fingers moving faster on her clit.
Alex, sensing Max's impending orgasm, reached around and found her clit, rubbing it in tight circles. Max's body tensed, her pussy clenching around his cock as she cried out her release. The sound of her pleasure pushed Angelina over the edge. She gasped, her body convulsing as her orgasm washed over her, her pussy contracting around nothing, leaving her feeling empty. But he noticed it. So, he pulled out of Max and slammed it into Angelina's throbbing pussy.
For the next hour, Alex fucked them both. He switched between them and made them cum multiple times.
But now, he was getting close.
"Who wants the first creampie?" He asked.
"Me!" Both Max and Angelina said at the same time.
"Rock, paper, scissors," Max said as she was riding him, even though they were talking.
"Fine," Angelina said, sitting up.
Angelina put forth scissors, while Max showed paper. Angelina let out a victorious laugh, "Looks like I win. I get the first creampie."
Max playfully pouted as she stood up from his cock, "Arg! Lucky."
Alex, with a grin, rolled Angelina onto her back and settled between her thighs. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer. He leaned down and slid his cock into her pussy before moving his hips. Both of them were looking into each other's eyes with hunger.
"Give it to me," Angelina said. "Fill me up. I want to feel your hot sticky cum in my pussy."
Alex grinned, his eyes never leaving hers. He began to move, his hips rolling in a slow, sensuous rhythm. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as his cock throbbed inside her. Angelina moaned, her hips lifting to meet his, her fingers digging into his back.
"Harder," she gasped, her voice barely a whisper.
Alex obliged, his thrusts becoming more powerful, each stroke hitting her deep inside. Max, watching from the side, bit her lip, her hand once again finding her clit, rubbing in time with Alex's thrusts.
Angelina's breath hitched, her body tensing as her orgasm approached. "I'm close," she panted, her eyes fluttering closed.
"Look at me," Alex commanded, his voice low and gravelly. She opened her eyes, locking onto his gaze. "I want to see you when you cum."
Her eyes widened, her mouth opening in a silent 'O' as her orgasm hit her. Her pussy contracted around his cock, pulling him deeper. He groaned, his own release following closely behind. With a final thrust, he burst inside her, filling her with his hot, sticky cum. They both moaned, their bodies shuddering as they rode out their orgasms together. Alex collapsed on top of Angelina, their skin slick with sweat, their breath ragged.
Max, still watching, let out a soft whimper. "That was so hot," she said, her fingers still moving on her clit. Alex turned his head to look at her, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
"Not done yet," he said, pushing himself up and off Angelina. His cock, still hard and glistening with their combined juices, stood at attention. He crawled over to Max, pushing her onto her back.
"But I thought you just...?" Max started, but her words turned into a moan as Alex slid into her. "Never mind, don't stop."
Angelina, watching them, smiled to herself. She knew Alex had more to give, and she was ready for her turn again. She moved closer, her hand reaching out to stroke Alex's chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles.
"Don't worry, Max," she said, her voice low and sultry. "He's got plenty left for both of us."
"Oh, Ange, you have no idea," Max said with a satisfied moan.
Within two minutes, he was ready to cum again.
"Cum with me, Max," He said as he flipped her into missionary position.
Max's eyes wide with anticipation, wrapped her legs around Alex's waist as he settled between her thighs. Their eyes locked, and she nodded, ready for the final push. Alex began to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of Max with ease. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together.
"Come on, Max," he whispered against her lips, his voice strained with effort. "Cum with me."
Max's fingers dug into his back, her body tensing as her orgasm approached. She could feel Alex's cock throbbing inside her, his movements becoming faster. She matched his rhythm, her hips lifting to meet his, their bodies slapping together in a symphony of pleasure.
"Now, Max," Alex groaned, his body stiffening as he released inside her. Max cried out, her own orgasm ripping through her, her pussy contracting around his cock, milking him for every last drop. They moaned together, their bodies shuddering as they rode out their orgasms, their eyes locked onto each other.
He pulled out slowly and got down from the bed.
"Spread your pussies," He ordered.
Both the girls complied, their legs falling open, their pussies glistening and swollen from their recent orgasms. And his cum was dripping out of their pussies. His eyes darted between the two, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.
"How the hell are you still hard after cumming twice in a row?" Angelina asked, surprised.
"Girl, don't ever doubt him. He can go all night non-stop," Max said with a grin.
"All night?" Angelina narrowed her eyes.
"Yep! All night," Max replied.
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[Morning]
Alex lay on the floor, sleeping. Max was lying on the dining table, completely drenched in cum and sweat. Angelina was slipping on her tummy near the balcony door.
Angelina was the first one to wake up. She pushed herself up, her muscles aching from the night's activities. She glanced at Max, sprawled on the table, and then at Alex, sprawled on the floor. A smile played on her lips as she remembered the night's events. Then came the cramps. Her legs felt like jelly as she wobbled to the bathroom, each step sending a jolt of pain through her thighs. She turned on the shower, the steaming hot water a beacon of relief. As she stepped in, she let out a sigh, the warm water cascading down her body, soothing her aching muscles.
She lathered up a loofah, scrubbing the remnants of the night's activities off her skin. As she washed between her legs, she smiled to herself, remembering Alex's insatiable appetite and their marathon session.
As she turned off the water, she heard a soft knock at the bathroom door. "Ange, you in there?" Max's voice called out, groggy from sleep.
"Yeah, just finishing up," Angelina replied, wrapping a towel around herself.
Max opened the door, looking equally as worse for wear. Her hair was a mess, and she was still naked. "Morning," she mumbled, rubbing her eyes.
"Morning," Angelina chuckled, handing Max a towel. "How the hell are you standing straight?"
"Well, lots of sex marathon with Alex," She said as she patted Angelina's shoulder. "No worries. You'll get used to it, soon enough."
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