From my story Dreams of a Fight:
Breath coming in gasps, she said “Pity…pity to waste that hard-on.” And she fell to her knees, bent over, and took my cock deep into her mouth, sucking hard.
I might have crowed.
Anna, eyes wide, watched as my petite wife devoured my cock. She yelled, “Oh, FUCK NO!” and ran over to the other side of my extended legs, fell to the floor, and yanked my cock out of Carol’s mouth. “MINE!” she screamed, and threw he mouth down onto my dick. I felt the head enter her throat, squeezing my erection like a hand, and the sensation was overwhelming.
Carol, startled as my penis had left her mouth, reached and yanked it out of Anna’s sucking mouth. And then, the two women moved forward, cursing and glaring, and my cock was suddenly enmeshed between two sets of breasts. I bucked my hips up and down, and there was the most erotic sight that these eyes have ever seen – my rigid cock, head purple and swollen and leaking a river of precum, was being tit-fucked by my wife and her once-friend and now catfight enemy.
It didn’t take long. I yelled, and from the core of my sexual being, I erupted, spewing a geyser of thick cum, a river of white. I swear I spurted a stream two feet over their heads and then while their scratched and reddened breasts still engulfed my cock, sprayed loop after loop of semen onto their joined breasts, and splattered on their necks and faces.
After I finished and collapsed, they were done with me, but not with each other. They stood up and bear hugged again, crushing their cum-spattered breasts together, then fell to their knees again, rubbing their injured globes hard against each, and pounding their fists into each other’s backs and sides.
