Tri-st update

“Oh Jesus Christ… that’s so good… how am I ever supposed to take my cock out of your mouth when you suck it so good?”

You lift your hips up to meet Karen’s demanding mouth, trying to get even more of your cock into her mouth. She whimpers in pleasure now that it’s all the way in. Her tongue seethes against your shaft. Even impaled on your erection as she is, she knows what to do with a cock, with every inch of it. Your throbbing manhood is already threatening to spurt inside her gullet. 

You let your hips down, drawing a little back from her throat, then bring yourself back up into her face. She holds herself in place, much as you can see in your eyes that she would like to keep you throated, but instead she lets you fuck her face rhythmically, sucking at your cock as you thrust it down her throat.

“Oh yeah, Peej, eat it… you give the best suck, Peej… just keep sucking it like that and I’ll come in your mouth…”

She can’t take it anymore—no more than you could. She bobs her head down on your erect prick, shoving herself down on your length and forcibly surrounding it with the warm wetness of her throat. As you thrust up into her gulping pitches down your shaft, the suckling friction at your member comes faster and faster, bringing you closer with each passing moment and each swallow she’s forced to, forces herself, to make.

You hear bedsprings squeaking, though you’re not moving that hard. You turn to see it’s Felicia reaching over the edge of the bed. You tentatively remember her purse is on the floor. That must be what she dumps out when you hear things clattering onto the ground. You can hardly bring yourself to care what’s going on—too intent on staring at how Power Girl mouths your cock. It’s only that Felicia has such a ridiculous cocktease of a body that keeps you glancing at her. But then Felicia comes back up holding a dildo. A big one with two heads. She smiles at you, her face dripping with Betsy’s juices.

“It’s a shame you only have one cock for all of us, lover,” Felicia quips. “But there are ways around that… would you like to see some of my ways?”

Karen pushes her hands underneath you, cupping your ass as she goes down on you. You open your legs more to give her better access to your prick. She gulps again and again, just this side of gurgling, trying to keep down your massive erection. You groan and her lips tighten on your shaft. She must know you’re about to come and there’s no way she’s missing a single drop.

“Oh yeah, Karen—here it comes—I’m finishing right in your fucking mouth!”

You can’t believe you’re saying this to Power Girl, much less that she’s happily cooing like you’re whispering sweet nothings in her ear. But it all feels far too overwhelming for you to doubt your senses. Your prick jerks harder than you’ve ever felt it do before and your cum bursts into Karen’s mouth—she moans in delight as it slides down her throat, glugging with all her swallowing. 

You keep pumping into her face as you spurt, working yourself faster in her milking throat while you fill all of her that you can with your jism. When you’re done shooting, Karen swallows one last time and then opens her mouth to lick your member sensuously. 

“That was incredible. I didn’t know a guy could come so hard,” she says as she licks you, giving you the impression that she can’t tear herself away from your cock even when she has something to say. She cleans it off as much as she did before sucking you, then moves up your body and rests against your chest. “Thank you for letting me play with your cock—letting me have your cum. As soon as you’re stiff again, I’ll show you how grateful I am some more.”

About the only thing that can pull your gaze away from her bleary-eyed and satiated face, still flushed from how hard she sucked your cock, is the feel of Betsy padding over you, her supple touch and heat crossing both your body and Karen’s before she’s up to your face and kissing you. 

You taste Felicia’s pussy on her, then she leans over and kisses Karen like she wants her almost as bad as she wants you.