[Sexualobster]

EPILOGUE


James lay on his back, the soft cloth of the blanket and bed under him almost like a cloud of silk. But his mind barely registered the comfort as a more beautiful sight was taking place right over him. Amidst the sounds of smacking lips and slurping tongues, Rosy and Anja held each other in an embrace, their mouths forming the joint between their two naked bodies.

Anja and Rosy were upright on their knees, perpendicular to, and on both sides of, James. For Anja and Rosy to kiss, they needed to bend over James' body forming a human triangle, James' shaft pointing straight up. If it were to take off like a rocket, it would slide right between the girls' interlocked lips.

James lay there, his hands behind his head enjoying the spectacle. One would understandably assume that this was James' day to be the Master. This sight of two girls making out in front of (or rather over) James would not have been out-of-place a few weeks back. The only thing missing were two collars and a buzzer in James' hand (although towards the end, the buzzer became more of a novelty than a necessity).

As Rosy grabbed a handful of Anja's left breast, James' shaft throbbed ever so subtly. Despite the overwhelming number of times James had seen both girls naked, he still couldn't get over the fact that the two of them were so dirty. He wondered if his actions had anything to do with it. Was Rosy always this dirty? Did it just take an extreme amount of fetishism to bring it out of her?

As he pondered this, Rosy had begun stroking the pillar below her with the hand that wasn't busy with Anja's nipple. Yes, this was actually Rosy's day. Rosy held the current record for most room service calls. It seemed that whether she was born with it or had it trained into her, she now had a higher than normal libido.

Whether she was doing homework or home yoga, almost always would she have a dick to sit on, or a mouth to eat her out. James was no different. Brushing his teeth became something he enjoyed and not something he had to drag himself to do before going to bed. The girls had gotten used to taking turns being in his bathroom around midnight, mouths open and shirts off as both participants took something into their mouths. One made of plastic and toothpaste, and the other more flesh-based.

Anja was by far the most wild. She didn't make calls as often as the others, but when she did, you knew there were preparations that had been made. Leather straps and toys were not unexpected when walking into Anja's house calls. With Rosy by his side to comfort him, James had found his very own G-spot that Anja enthusiastically explored. Perhaps it was payback, James didn't have much of a choice.

Surprise sex also became a thing. Perhaps the buzz of doing it in the safety of their rooms became too tame. Bumping into each other around university usually became a game of who could call "Jinx" first and get the other to do some depraved act out in public (within reason, they didn't want to destroy their lives after all).

"I'm finished with your mouth," Rosy said as she pulled her lips away from Anja.

"Yours is next," as she mounted James. Sliding his shaft into her, she watched his eyes while she cowgirled him.

"Anja," Rosy simply commanded as she bent over to begin kissing James. As her butt rose into the air, Anja understood the command and dutifully began to eat her ass with enthusiasm. Rosy's kisses became more passionate as James' entire length slid in and out of her already soaking slit.

Anja's tongue had already reached in as far as it would go and despite Rosy's moans, she wanted more.

"Anja," Rosy said once more before kissing James.

"Get the strap-on," Rosy ordered as she kissed James once again. Anja rose off the bed and went to the drawer to retrieve it.

"Sorry babe," Rosy said between kisses, her tongue had made a home inside James' mouth and she couldn't leave it for very long before needing to return.

"Just yours," another kiss, "by itself," her tongue circled his for one rotation, "is just not enough."

Anja returned, strap-on donned and ready. Rosy didn't even turn to notice, only slowing down to allow Anja to slide in. As she did, Rosy gave out a loud moan and paused her riding of James as she took it all in. Once Anja had entered completely, she gently pulled out slightly and began thrusting into Rosy's anus. Rosy matched Anja's speed and rode James with the same tempo. Like a well calibrated machine, Rosy took both lengths in like she was the product on an assembly line.

James by this point had both hands cupped on Rosy's tits, and any slowing down of fondling prompted Rosy to reach down and speed up his hand. Rosy was in pleasure mode and she planned on building up to climax in this exact position. She felt full as both cocks, plastic and flesh, worked on building her up. Rosy began to replace her kisses with moans and as she edged ever closer to release, she could barely open her eyes.

Rosy's tongue had matured and left home her mouth's sole purpose was now to express how horny she felt at that very moment. The thing about climax is, do it right, and you can build up well past your orgasm point. Once you hit that moment of no return, you can build up further in those last crucial moments and become a grenade that breaks the law of Conservation of Energy, exploding with more energy than should have been possible to hold in its shell.

The lower part of Rosy's body went numb from the overwhelming amount of signals being passed up her arched back. Rosy touched James' nose with her own as she stared deeply into his eyes. She was frozen in time, the meter broken past its limit, mercury flowing out the top. Mouth agape, Rosy couldn't hold it in, not that she wanted to.

"Rosy, on my mark," James whispered. Rosy shuddered in her frozen timespace.

"3," Anja gave her butt a slap.

"2," James kissed her on her cheek.

"1," Rosy closed her eyes.

James pushed into Rosy one last time, Anja sensed it and did the same.

"Cum."