"Ahhh, bring your faces here, girls," I said, my voice rough but teasing, leaning back on the couch, my hands resting on my thighs.
Kalina and Raya giggled, their eyes glinting with mischief as they slid off the bed, dropping to their knees in front of me on the velvet ground.
"Aaaaa..." They opened their mouths, tongues out, their faces flushed and eager, Kalina’s dark hair falling over her shoulders, Raya’s messy curls framing her grin.
I stood and stroked my dick in front of their faces, feeling the hardness.
"Take it," I said, guiding my dick into Kalina’s mouth first, her lips closing around my cock, warm and wet, her tongue flicking just enough to make me groan.
I pulled my dick out after a moment, turning to Raya. "Now you." Her mouth was just as eager, her eyes locking on my cock as she took me in, her tongue sliding slow and deliberate.
"Fuck, you’re both too good," I muttered, my hands resting on their heads, fingers brushing their hair as I moved between them, sliding into Kalina’s mouth again, then Raya’s, turn by turn, shot by shot.
"Aaaph..Aaaph..umm..."
"Yeahh..ahhh...arghhh keep at it girls..."
The rhythm built, their moans muffled, the wet sounds mixing with the music, driving me closer to the edge. My dick throbbed, the burning tension growing, hot and tight, ready to snap.
"Ahh... I’m gonna cum," I groaned, pulling my cock out and stroking my dick in front of their faces, their mouths open, tongues out, waiting. They leaned closer, their breaths hot, their eyes locked on my hard cock, eager and unashamed.
"Ahhhh, yeahhh..." I groaned, hitting my orgasm, my semen spilling across their faces, splattering their cheeks, a few drops landing on their tongues.
They smiled, turning to each other, their lips meeting in a messy, giggling kiss, tasting me on each other’s skin. I stroked myself, milking every last drop, my chest heaving, the sight of them pushing the pleasure higher.
"Fuck... this was the best," I said, my voice hoarse, leaning back on the couch, watching them kiss, their faces flushed, enjoying my taste on each other’s lips. The music played on, soft and slow, wrapping around their soft moans and giggles.
Then, as if the night hadn’t already been wild enough, they leaned on my dick together, sliding their lips along each side, working in sync.
Then Kalina sucked my balls, her tongue teasing, while Raya focused on my long cock, her lips sliding slow and deliberate, their hands roaming my thighs, keeping me hard throughout.
"Ahh... you girls... this is extreme..." I said, my head tilting back, the tingling sensation sparking again, my body tensing under their touch.
It was too much, their mouths relentless, pulling me back into the heat when I thought I was done.
Kalina pulled back, smirking, her lips glistening.
"Let’s take a pic together," she said, her voice bright, like it was the most natural idea in the world.
"Yeah, sounds like a good idea," Raya said, smiling wide, standing up, her naked body catching the light as she stretched, her curves.
They both giggled, walking to their small bags tossed in the corner, finding for their phones, their chatter light and carefree.
I sighed, brushing a hand through my hair, my body heavy, my mind racing. *When will this end?* I thought, leaning back, the couch creaking under me.
I had to satisfy them—had to keep them happy—or I wouldn’t get paid, and the weight of that truth sat heavy on my chest.
Aeri’s face flickered in my mind, her soft laugh, her warmth, a quiet promise of something better, but I shoved it down, forcing a smile as Raya and Kalina turned back, phones in hand, their grins pulling me back into their wild, endless night.
Raya, Kalina, and I were sprawled naked on the bed, our bodies wet, the sheets tangled beneath us. The mirrored ceiling reflected our forms.
"Picture time!" Raya said, her voice bright despite the exhaustion.
She set it on a small stand at the foot of the bed, fiddling with the timer, "Gotta remember this one, right?"
Kalina laughed, her dark hair a messy cascade over her shoulders. "Hell yeah," she said, scooting closer to me, her hand resting on my chest. "Let’s make it good."
I sat up, propped in the cente. "You two never stop, do you?" I said, my voice hoarse, as Raya slid in on my other side, her hand mirroring Kalina’s, both of them pressing against my chest, their warmth grounding me.
We smiled at the camera, their giggles filling the air, the flash snapping a moment of us—fully naked, caught in the heat of the night. My dick standing straight in between of us.
"One more," Raya said, her eyes glinting with mischief. As she and Kalina leaned in, kissing my cheek, their lips soft and warm.
Their hands sliding down to hold my dick, their fingers teasing as they locked for a snapshot at the camera. The flash went off again, capturing their kisses, their playful grip on my dick.
"One last one," Kalina said, winking as they both slid lower, their lips on my dick, kissing it softly, their eyes locked on the camera.
They each threw up a peace sign, their grins wicked, their laughter bubbling up as the flash snapped, freezing the moment in a way that felt almost surreal.
"Perfect," Raya said, collapsing back onto the bed, her chest heaving, her smile wide. "That’s a keeper."
I shook my head, a low laugh escaping me.
Finally, it was over. Raya and Kalina stirred, stretching as they slid off the bed, finding for their clothes scattered across the ground.
Raya slipped back into her red dress, the boob window creased from being tossed aside, while Kalina tugged on her silver one-piece, the strap slipping off her shoulder as she adjusted it. They moved with a lazy, satisfied ease, their laughter softer now.
"It was really the best ride, phew*" Raya said, throwing her hands up as she zipped her boots, her voice bright but tired, grinning at me. "You’re something else, Ezra."
"Yeah, finally my stress is all gone, sigh," Kalina said, smoothing her dress. She blew me a kiss as she headed for the door, her heels clicking on the polished floor. "Till next time, handsome."
They stepped out, the heavy door closing behind them with a soft thud, their giggles echoing faintly down the hall.
Jonathan outside, leaning against the wall, his beach shirt open, a smile spreading across his face as he watched the girls go.
"Dude is really pro at it," he muttered to himself, chuckling.
Inside the room, I collapsed flat on the bed, my breath short and ragged, my body sinking into the satin sheets like they could swallow me whole.
The lullaby played on, its soft notes filling the silence, the room suddenly peaceful, almost too quiet after the storm of the night. I stared at the ceiling, the mirrored surface reflecting my exhausted face, my chest rising and falling, my mind heavy. The silence wrapping around me like a fleeting moment.