CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
Being carried by Ellen was something that happened very rarely, but he enjoyed it immensely.
Gabe was beginning to suspect that it was rare because he enjoyed it so much. She wanted to prevent the shine from wearing off, which was fine by him.
He was brought into the bedroom and found everyone waiting for them. Everyone also included Abby, who sat on his dresser with a glass of wine wearing nothing but a pair of red panties. Chloe, Liz, and Holly were seated in chairs they’d set up for this exact reason.
Gabe had floated the idea recently of buying a few comfy armchairs to be put in here for the express purpose of offering a comfortable place to view sex from.
Holly stood up as they approached and offered Sadie her seat as she walked over to a camera she’d mounted on a tripod and aimed for the bed, set an appreciable distance back.
“This is so completely unreal,” he muttered, then grunted as Ellen tossed him so that he landed on the mattress and bounced.
“Yeah,” Holly agreed as she adjusted the camera. She paused as Ellen, Krystal, and Emily began pulling their dresses off. “I’m pretty sure my family would think I was involved in a literal Satanic cult if they had even an inkling I was doing something like this.”
“This is certainly not the kind of thing I was expecting to be doing as I entered my fifties,” Sadie said as she settled into Holly’s chair.
She let her robe hang open a little, showing off enough of one breast that a nipple was peeking out. She smiled when she noticed Gabe noticing and opened her legs a bit more, revealing a bit of her beautiful cougar pussy.
“Strip!” Ellen commanded, yanking his attention back to her as she got her dress up over her shoulders and freed her enormous breasts.
“Yes, ma’am,” he replied, hastily taking off his own clothes.
He kept getting distracted by watching his three dates for the night get out of theirs. Their smooth, pale bodies revealed again to him. Their wonderful curves and soft skin.
All three of them–but especially Emily–glared at him with something that bordered on malevolent glee.
This was going to be interesting.
Within a few scant moments, they were all naked. Holly had finished setting up the camera and it was recording now. She had grabbed her phone and was also filming from it, moving around slowly as she stared into the screen as Ellen climbed onto the bed.
“Now, babe,” she said, climbing on top of him, smirking down at him as her huge breasts swayed in his face, “all you’re going to have to do is lay here and eat some pussy.”
“I can manage that,” he replied.
“Good.”
She leaned down and kissed him roughly on the mouth. He kissed her back, letting his hands slide smoothly over her long, luxuriously curvaceous body. She was so soft and hot and smooth and an infinite pleasure to behold and touch.
Her tongue probed into his mouth and he moved his forward, twisting and twining them together, tasting her seductive, succulent taste. She tasted of the expensive meal she’d eaten and something sweet and her own natural taste that always filled him with an intense lust.
He could tell she was desperately aroused by her expression alone, let alone her movements, the intensity with which she kissed him. And then she was up, the kiss broke and the kissing done, and she was mounting him.
Gabe watched with a kind of furious interest and anticipation as she got up over him, placing her knees on either side of his head.
They had only done this a couple of times, and only because she always felt nervous about hurting him, given her great size.
But it had gone well so far, and he had no real doubt it would go well again.
Ellen looked down at him, hovering briefly, and he could tell she wanted to reassure him. But he told her with his eyes that he already knew she would stop if he tried to stop her mid-oral if something went wrong, and she regained her confident smirk and settled into place.
She let out a gasp and then a long moan as his tongue slipped between the wet lips of her pussy and found her clit and began to caress it.
She put her hands against the wall and began panting as he tongued her clit, letting out a gasping moan each time he made contact.
From the shelter of her immense, thick thighs, he could again see her huge pale breasts hanging over him, swaying with the rhythm of his oral sex.
He had just began to massage it with this tip of his tongue, keeping more consistent contact, when he heard Krystal murmur, “Now what do we have here?”
And he felt her fingers wrap slowly around his erection.
She began to massage it and, as he ate Ellen out, he groaned as he suddenly felt a hot whisper of breath, followed immediately by the all-consuming bliss that was a woman putting his dick in her mouth.
Krystal’s mouth was a hot, wet cave of pink bliss as she began sucking him off, her lips moving slowly up and down his length.
“Oh fuck!” Ellen moaned as he began to go faster.
She probably wasn’t too far off from orgasming.
As Krystal kept sucking his dick, he was struck by inspiration and gently tapped her on the head.
Somehow, he managed to communicate to her to, while continuing to suck him off, shift herself clockwise so that she was on her hands and knees beside him instead of between his legs.
Granting him access to her pussy.
As she kept going, he slipped his hand under her belly and then lower, finding her perfect pink pussy between her wonderfully well-padded thighs.
She gasped as he slipped two fingers into her, finding her incredibly wet. He listened to her begin letting out muffled moans of bliss as he started fingering her, fucking her with his two fingers. Slowly at first, then faster.
Abruptly, she stopped sucking him off. “All right, fucker,” she growled, and he pulled his fingers out of her, “it’s time.”
Krystal climbed on top of him, mounting him, too, and slipped his cock into her tight, wet pocket of paradise. He groaned as she started fucking him and knew immediately that he was going to have to watch this video sometime after they were finished.
Ellen sucked in a deep breath and he kept it going, not changing what he was doing and keeping it consistent because he’d learned that’s exactly what most women wanted when they were just about to come, and then she let out a sharp shriek that cut off abruptly and began to orgasm.
She let out a long, loud moan of utter rapturous ecstasy as she climaxed, and he felt a splash of hot sex juices hit his neck and chest.
“OH GABE FUCK!” she screamed, and her thighs closed in dangerously around his head.
She was trembling furiously and he kept licking until finally she let out a sharp gasp and rose up just a little, signaling to him to stop as it became too sensitive.
Her orgasm ran its course and for a moment she leaned forward until her head was touching the wall, her eyes closed, her body heaving as she caught her breath.
She opened her eyes and leaned back a little and looked down at him. “I love you,” she whispered.
“I love you, too,” he replied, smiling up at her.
“You are the fucking MVP. Please do that for Krystal and Emily.”
“Oh, I will.”
“Hey, yeah, switch places with me! I want that tongue riding pussy eating!” Krystal yelled, hopping off him abruptly.
Ellen laughed and scooted down. She took her place and began to fuck Gabe. Krystal swung a leg over him and settled over his mouth.
“You need a break, or…” she asked.
“No,” he replied, grabbing her thighs and pulling her down.
“Well, all right-ah!”
Gabe felt white hot bliss do a slow, pulsating roll through his body as Ellen fucked him with her exquisitely wet pussy.
“Fuck, Gabe!” Krystal gasped. “Why the fuck haven’t we done this yet? Holy shit!”
He responded by licking her clit faster. She let out a shriek and before he knew she was orgasming as well. He kept at it, staring up at her beauty as she gave herself completely to the orgasm, trembling and jiggling erotically until the climax had run its course and she got off him.
“My turn!” Emily cried.
“I think everyone might want a ride after those displays,” Sadie murmured.
“Tonight he is ours,” Ellen replied firmly. “And you will wait just a minute, Em.”
“Why?” Emily pouted, next to him now.
“So that I can do this.”
Ellen grasped his wrists and pressed them down into the mattress, leaning forward and grinning wildly down at him, and began to ride him furiously. She grunted and moaned as she fucked him, pushing him down hard into the mattress with her powerful hips, and the pleasure threatened to consume him.
Gabe wasn’t into being submissive, but there was something intensely erotic and blissful about having a tall, powerful woman fucking your brains out in a furious but also deeply loving way as she stared into your eyes.
“Don’t you dare come,” she panted as she kept fucking him.
“Kinda hard…” he groaned.
“Hold onto it.”
“I’m trying.”
She laughed and stopped bouncing on him, instead switching to stirring his erection inside of her, grinding first in a circle against his lap, moaning loudly.
That did help, he found, bringing him back down from the threatening heights of the orgasm that wanted to consume him and force him to fill her up with his seed in a futile attempt to breed her.
Oh shit, don’t think of that.
Gabe focused harder as she began rocking back and forth, moaning loudly as she did, and then switched to side to side.
Then she was orgasming a second time and he felt her hot spray of feminine sex juices escaping her again, getting across his thighs and hips and balls.
“OH FUCKING FUCK GABE YES!” she screamed as she came.
Now came the real test. She kept going, grinding furiously as she climaxed, and he somehow managed to ride the wave of utter ecstasy through to the end without coming too. She seemed to sense that he needed a short break, smiled, kissed him, and dismounted him.
“Okay, you can have his tongue,” she said, rolling onto her back beside him and floating in the sea of post-orgasmic bliss he’d delivered her to.
“All right, fucker,” Emily growled as she climbed atop him now. “Eat my fucking pussy, you goddamned prick.”
Gabe grinned up at her and let her make use of his tongue.
As he started licking her, she shuddered and moaned, settling her hands on his head.
She rode his tongue a bit more aggressively, gritting her teeth and closing her eyes.
At one point she put a hand up against the wall and kept the other on his head, her eyes still closed, her mouth slowly hanging open as she got into a groove.
He popped her in about ninety seconds, and about the time she began coming, Krystal remounted him and began riding his cock again.
Emily rode his tongue right through the end of her orgasm and finally lifted herself up, panting. She gently patted his head. “Good boy,” she whispered, and flopped onto his other side.
“So, we even?” he asked, then groaned as Krystal pushed down and squeezed with her inner muscles simultaneously. She let out a satisfied little laugh.
“Not by a mile,” Emily replied. “Hop off him, you whore.”
“It’s my turn!” Krystal complained.
“This is the second time you’ve bounced on his dick!” Emily shot back.
Krystal heaved a dramatic sigh and relinquished his erection. Emily immediately hopped on him and began riding him the moment she got his dick inside of her. She glared down at him as she placed her hands on his shoulders, dug in her fingertips, and began fucking him furiously.
“Fucking! Take! This! Fucker!” she growled as she fucked him, first going slow but hard, and then letting out an erotic shriek and cutting lose, going hard and fast and almost angry.
Again Gabe found himself reading anxiety in her eyes and had the idea that she was burning off excess anxious energy. Well, he was happy to help with that, although he made a mental note to maybe try to talk to her alone at some point before she left.
After a few minutes, she let go of his shoulders and took his hands and laced their fingers together, holding them up between them. He took the message, supporting her weight as she fucked him even faster and harder.
The pleasure of her slippery, steaming hot pussy going up and down him became overwhelming, backed up by the sight of her bouncing, jiggling breasts and her beautiful, tattooed body.
He knew he was going to come and tried to warn her, but at that moment her own orgasm triggered and she let out a fresh yell of bliss, stopping her furious bouncing and switching to a grinding motion, stirring him around inside of her.
He had no chance.
Gabe groaned as he began shooting his load into her, and it felt like a lot.
His balls contracted and a hot, overwhelming ecstasy didn’t just pulse out from his core but shoot out, again and again, as he pumped her full of his seed in hard spurts.
Their voices joined, sharing a union of perfect sexual rapture, going and going and going until there was nothing left to give and they were left gasping for breath, sweaty and deeply satisfied, her collapsed atop him.
After a long moment, she shifted and made a face.
“Gabe did you-oh my God, again!?” she cried.
He laughed weakly. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it.”
“Fuck me there is so much!” she cried, getting off him and cupping a hand over her vagina.
“Here, babe,” Abby said, offering her a wad of toiletpaper.
“Oh, you filthy, filthy boy!” she snarled, snatching it and putting it over her crotch.
“No regrets,” Gabe replied as he stared at her ass while she got off the bed and walked to the bathroom.
“I’m not finished with you yet!” she growled and disappeared into the bathroom.
“Can I have a turn?” Chloe asked.
“Well…” Ellen looked over at him. He still had most of an erection. “Yeah, I guess so. But just for a couple of minutes.”
“I can work with that,” Chloe replied with a smug grin as she climbed onto the bed.
“Because we aren’t done with him,” Krystal said.
“This is gonna be a really long night,” Gabe said as Chloe began mounting his face.
“Yeah, yeah. Stop complaining and lick my clit,” she said, then gasped as he did.