[FICTION] The Trials of Sara and Jim - Part 3

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[Jim]

When I get back from Sarah, right after kissing her, I get off the bed to get a better view of what's going on. Prissy is mouthing off her pleasure in a very vocal way. She is so fun to watch, and probably very fun to do as well.

Sarah seems to be recovering ahead of me. I see Cassie and Claire leaning back on the bed. Sarah, using the fingers of each hand, goes to stimulate them. The sight makes me want to stroke my cock, so I let the sensation ride me.

Prissy finally collapses onto the bed, after achieving how many orgasms, I cannot say. She lowers herself onto Jennifer and kisses her madly.

I see Jennifer and Prissy moving about. Jennifer lies on her back while Prissy goes down on her with her mouth. I've seen Jennifer in that position and it's always had a great effect on me. But moreso, I see Prissy's raised behind exposed to me, her legs slightly parted revealing her pussy to me. Right beside her, I also see Sarah's inviting pussy, as she pleasures her friends. Cassie and Claire are fondling each other and kissing at the same time.

It only takes a few more strokes for my cock to get hard again. I have a moment's hesitation. On the one hand, I see Sarah, my girlfriend, a familiar and comfortable flower. On the other, the new girl Prissy, whom I barely know, involved with Jennifer, possibly a lesbian. But she looks so inviting at the same time. And she did say she wanted some of me.

I'm stroking myself when I see Jennifer stare up at me.

"Jim..."
"Yes Jenn?"

She turns to Prissy.

"Princess?"
"Yes Jennifer?"

Jennifer tilts her head towards me. Prissy sees my face first, then her stare goes down to my crotch. She turns back to Jennifer.

"Is he any good?"

I wonder what Jennifer will say, given what I've heard her say about me before.

"Yes... he is."

I feel she is actually sincere. I know why she said those things the other day. It was because she was in love with Sarah, not with me. Prissy gives me an inviting look, but I freeze for a moment. Jennifer understands.

"Sarah?"

She pulls up from Claire and Cassie.

"Jenn?"
"Can we play with Jim?"
"By all means, ladies."
"Thanks Sarah, you're the best."

With Sarah's permission, Jennifer looks back to me. I have no excuse so I step forward and stand behind Prissy.

"I know you want to Jim. I want you to. She wants you to. Just go with it."

I say nothing. I grab Prissy's waist. I slide my shaft into her; she moans. I look to Sarah; she smiles at me before going back to work on Cassie and Claire. As Prissy goes down on Jennifer, I start pounding into Prissy. This feels all too familiar. I have to push past the stress and ride into the pleasure. Prissy's frame is is so inviting. She must work out. I know Sarah wants this for me. I want this for me. I'm not done yet.

Prissy is as vocal with me as she was with Jennifer. She can't use her mouth on Jennifer anymore so she switches to her hands. I'm riding her hard. She is wet under my care. I push into her hard, but since I just released moments ago, I build myself up to nothing. Prissy, however, feels the effect in a very different light. She just keeps submitting to my accelerated pounding, allowing me to take full advantage of her.

My eyes dart over Prissy's body to Jennifer. She is smiling at me. She wants me to fuck her new lover. She wants to share her with me. She always wants to share everything. If I get the chance, I'll have to pay her back. Prissy finally manages to provide Jennifer with her own orgasm before collapsing under my weight and stimulation.

I pull out of Prissy as she rolls to the side. I climb on top of Jennifer and slide into her. This is turning out like spring break, but I'm more familiar with these people. It's better for me this way. They're not strangers. Even Prissy feels more familiar than the other girls. Jennifer is enjoying my thrusts into her as much as being watched by her new lover.

For a moment, I feel like I'm never going to come. Then, all of a sudden, a jolt overcomes me and I release into Jennifer, screaming my lungs out as I do. This time, I don't collapse on top of her. Instead, I remain hunched over, my hands on her breasts, panting and regaining my strength.

"Thank you Jim."

I smile. It has to remain simple. It's sex. It's pleasure. It's not a regular thing.

"Thank you Jenn. Prissy."

Claire and Cassie are almost going into orgasm simultaneously as Sarah finishes working them over. For my part, I'm spent. Twice in less than one hour is really my limit. Only the excess stimulation of all these girls allows it, I think. I finally pull out of Jennifer; she appears disappointed.

Sarah moves over to Jennifer and lies on top of her, breast to breast.

"How was he?"
"He was superb. I'm so sorry, Sarah."
"Don't be. I was stupid."
"You could be faithful if you wanted to."
"Yeah. I just don't want to."

She looks at me.

"But he makes it fun to try."

I look at them both.

"I'm glad I get to do this, I really am. But I can't make it a habit. It loses its charm otherwise. Its uniqueness. I couldn't live like this all the time."

Claire and Cassie have straightened themselves. Cassie turns to me.

"Neither could we, Jim. That's the beauty of these games. Once in a while, we let loose. The rest of the time, we hang on."

I become serious for a moment.

"How long do you think you can keep this up? This lifestyle?"

I'm surprised when Prissy answers.

"Well, Jim, if I may..."
"Sure."
"I see it like this. We only have one life to live, and there millions of people on the planet. There are only so many with which we are really compatible. But it's about seizing the day and living in the now. Who knows about tomorrow, and honestly, who cares? I know it's important to plan ahead, but really, now is all that matters. I had fun. Did you?"
"There's more to life than fun."
"And there's more to life than work. Balance, I say."

I smile at her. She makes sense. They all do. We live wrapped up in social conventions which prevent us from expressing most of our intimate desires, because we're taught from a very early age that some things are right and some things are wrong. But those are social constructs, most of them anyways. Relationships are social constructs. The more we expand them, the more we learn about ourselves. And I'm learning quite a bit at the moment.

Sarah's right. I am very lucky.

"I love you girls, you know that."
"We love you too, Jim."

I get to be the recipient of a group hug by naked girls. Does life get any better than this?