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"Come on, let's try it together," she said, bending her knees and pulling hard on the trouser legs below the pockets until the stubborn garment moved downward with a sudden jerk, pulling the briefs down with it.

Startled, Michelle jumped backward as Harold's erect cock suddenly shot up and pointed directly at her in all its glory. She gazed in amazement at Harold's penis, which seemed to be pulsing and begging for release. While it certainly couldn't match Mario's length, its diameter was all the more impressive. What fascinated her most, however, was the exposed glans, the sight of which inevitably brought back a childhood memory.

As a very small child, she once spent a vacation with her parents at a nudist campsite on the Baltic Sea. When she saw a circumcised penis for the first time, she asked her mother in amazement why it looked so different from her father's. Her mother then explained everything to her in detail, which ultimately led to her unashamedly staring at all the men's penises and loudly commenting on them, until her parents stopped her and asked her to be discreet. In any case, this experience gave her a subconscious preference for circumcised penises. This suddenly became apparent to her when she saw Harold's penis. Fascinated, Michelle looked at the erect cock, unable to do anything.

"You can touch it, it won't bite you!" Sarah encouraged her.

Michelle tentatively touched the swollen glans, fascinated by its aesthetic appeal. Curiously, she felt the slightly rough texture, which felt so different from the smooth skin of the shaft. She gently curled her fingers around the base, just as she had done with Mario the night before for the first time in her life, after Sarah had pulled back the foreskin over Mario's glans. But here, despite her best efforts, she couldn't quite form her fingers into a closed ring around it. A good thumb's width still gaped between her index finger and thumb! Michelle knelt down to get a better look at the penis resting in her hand.

Curiously, she watched as a drop of clear pre-cum formed at the opening of Harold's urethra, quickly growing larger. Before it could drip down, she caught it with the tip of her index finger and brought it to her lips, spinning it into a long thread.

"Tastes just like Mario's," she remarked excitedly, taking another drop and extending her finger toward Sarah while Harold tried to suppress a loud groan.

"Thank you for the delicious appetizer," her aunt replied with a laugh. "But the main course is entirely yours! He'd probably give anything for you to give him a blowjob!" Sarah encouraged her niece, while simultaneously turning off the shower water.

Michelle's gaze wandered back and forth between Sarah and the hard cock in her hand, unsure of what to do. This wonderful object was just a few millimeters from her face. However, when she looked up and saw Harold's encouraging smile, her last inhibitions finally fell away and she opened her lips to let the erect penis slide into her mouth.

Harold hissed as he sucked in air through his closed teeth as Michelle's tongue snaked around his glans, repeatedly licking the sensitive frenulum on the underside. Michelle seemed to be a true natural at this! While she skillfully ran her curious, exploring tongue over Harold's most sensitive areas, she practically sucked herself onto Harold's penis. At the same time, she performed pumping movements with the thick shaft, milking it with her hand. It never occurred to her to artificially prolong Harold's pleasure by deliberately taking breaks or changing the stimulation. No, she was driven by the ambition to coax his sperm from him and let him cum in her mouth here and now and to taste this high-quality protein once again, after having already enjoyed it so much with Mario the previous night.

Trembling with pleasure, Harold surrendered himself to Michelle's tongue, deprived of all control over his body. Desperately, he tried with his last willpower to delay the inexorably approaching orgasm so that he could savor this divine blowjob for as long as possible. It had been at least three weeks since he had last jerked off. Sex was out of the question on the oil rig in the few moments he had off work, because there were no women there and he certainly wasn't gay. His balls were so swollen that the mere sign showing a pictogram of a woman pointing to the women's restroom at Hamburg Central Station had given him a painful erection. He had actually wanted to save himself for Sarah, but now it was Michelle from who would be milking the enormous amount of cum whose eruption was imminent!

Sarah, who was a good judge of Harold's reactions, knew exactly the agony he was going through at that moment. Of course, she couldn't remain idle at the sight either. Her fingers had long since found their way to her pearl. But it was really too hot to watch Michelle sucking Harold's cock! As if by themselves, her fingers parted her labia and found their way to her moist pleasure cave. As aroused as she already was, it only took her a few moments to reach the peak. When she felt the first signs of her impending climax, she ran her other hand between Harold's legs from behind and grabbed his bulging balls, playfully rolling them through her gentle fingers.

"Come on, Harold, let me watch you cum in her mouth! Yes, cum with me, come on, give her your cum! Yes, I'm cuming, oooh yesss, will you plea-ease cum with me?"

Sarah's encouragement was more than Harold could handle. Moaning and whimpering loudly with pleasure, he ejaculated into Michelle's mouth, which greedily absorbed his semen, which ejected in never-ending cascades. Michelle had to swallow again and again to make room for more oft he creamy cum, which seemed to never stop. She continued her vigorous sucking and licking of the spewing glans, unabated, so as not to miss a single drop of that nutritious protein shake.

The sensations coursing through his cock were more than Harold could bear, but despite his agony, he didn't want this sweet torture to end for anything in the world. If he hadn't grabbed the handrail on the wall at the last moment, he would have been almost knocked off his feet, so overwhelmed was he by this powerful orgasm that truly seemed to have no end. Even after what felt like an eternity, his loins still twitched and trembled, and more spurts of his life-giving protein still shot out of him in bursts, to be gratefully absorbed by Michelle.

Michelle tried her best to swallow this unexpected amount, but ultimately couldn't prevent some of it from running from the corners of her mouth and onto her chest. Sarah, once again obsessing over every detail, bent down and licked up the cum running down her like an addict, greedily inhaling the horny scent that the creamy threads exuded on her niece's bare skin. Only when she had licked up every last drop from Michelle's breast did she search the corners of Michelle's mouth with her tongue for more cum to lick up, while Michelle still kept her lips tightly wrapped around Harold's cockhead.

Sarah's lips woke Michelle from her trance-like state. She immediately released Harold's still-twitching member and pointed it at Sarah, who collected the last threads of semen oozing from him before closing her lips around the still-erect cock and taking it deep into her throat.

It took a while before Harold's mind returned to normal. Completely out of breath, he still held on to the handlebar to keep his balance.

"Wow, what was that?" he asked, still half-dazed.

"That was your welcoming committee, my love!" Sarah solved the riddle, finally letting go of Harold's still-stiff cock, slowly rising, and throwing her arms around her lover's neck again.

"How nice that you're already here. I actually wasn't expecting you for another two days."

Sarah kissed him on the mouth, denying him any chance to respond. After not having seen Harold for almost a month, her longing for him was boundless, and of course, she was overjoyed to be able to hold him in her arms again. Full of desire, her hands slid down his back, down to his powerful ass, where she grabbed him forcefully and pulled him toward her.

"Would you like to rest a little from the long drive, or are you still ready for action?" Sarah wanted to know, running her hands around his waist, where she found his still-hard cock. Harold flinched as Sarah's finger teased his glans. Its nerve endings still seemed exposed after Michelle's blowjob.

"Who could say no to you, my little sweetheart!" he retorted, his hand also searching for her midsection. Without warning, he parted Sarah's labia with two fingers and penetrated her moist pussy all the way.

Sarah squealed with pleasure as she felt the impetuous fingers penetrate her. The squealing turned seamlessly into moans of pleasure as Harold's experienced fingers gently but precisely stroked her G-spot. Harold knew his Sarah all too well and therefore knew exactly how much she was driven crazy from this targeted stimulation. This time, however, Harold had miscalculated, because Sarah didn't want to be a bad hostess.

"Stop, big boy, not so fast! Have you completely forgotten that we're not alone?"

Searching, she reached behind her and grabbed Michelle's wrist. She pulled her niece toward her and enclosed her in Harold's intimate embrace. Harold felt the second, equally beautiful girl's body at his side and put his arm around Michelle as well.

"I think I can handle both of you!" he said with a grin and gave Michelle a tender kiss on the cheek.

"But better not here in the shower, when I have such a big, new bed," Sarah replied, pushing open the shower door and pulling Michelle and Harold behind her by the hands before they could object.

The coffee set was quickly cleared from the bed and the love playground prepared. Sarah also pulled the blankets off the bed and carelessly threw them on the floor. Wet as they were from the shower, the three of them collapsed into bed, where a wild pillow fight immediately erupted, repeatedly interrupted by passionate kisses, exchanged between Sarah and Michelle, Michelle and Harold, and Harold and Sarah. A wild battle raged, during which not every single body part could be clearly assigned to one person or the other, except perhaps for a hard, erect cock, to which at least one of four female hands repeatedly devoted its attention.

During this struggle, at some point, Michelle found herself lying on her back, with Sarah's head directly above her mound. Of course, Sarah couldn't miss this opportunity! She vigorously grabbed Michelle's thighs and spread them wide apart. Michelle's recently virginal sex presented itself to her with moist, glistening, invitingly protruding labia that seemed to beg to be taken care of. The sensitive bud peeked out clearly from its shell, as if it already knew what was in store.

No further invitation was needed. Possessively, Sarah closed her lips around this little pearl and took in the beguilingly erotic aroma of Michelle's wet labia. She delicately ran the tip of her tongue over the lower corner of the opening to Michelle's sanctuary and slowly let it wander downwards, where it found the sensitive anal entrance. As Sarah's tongue tip penetrated the tight sphincter, Michelle moaned in shock, but immediately recovered as she was overwhelmed by the unexpected sensations Sarah's tongue gave her.

Sarah moved away from Michelle a little to enjoy the sight of her writhing in the sheets with pleasure. Michelle gave her a look that seemed to beg for release. Smiling, Sarah held Michelle's gaze as she slowly slid one of her index fingers between her open labia and let it sink into the depths. Without removing her finger, Sarah changed position and knelt over Michelle so that she was crouching on all fours with her own vulva directly above her face. In this position, Sarah inserted her finger into Michelle's moist vagina a few more times before, lubricated with natural lubricant, she slowly pulled it out, guided it down over the perineum and finally drove it unerringly through the tight sphincter. Here, deep down, the finger probed through the thin septum to find one of Michelle's most sensitive zones, the tender stimulation of which had already given her niece her first anal orgasm the previous night. As soon as she knew her finger was in the right place, she bent down between Michelle's thighs, where her love-hungry tongue finally found Michelle's clitoris she so insatiably craved.

Sarah glanced quickly over her shoulder, where she found Harold kneeling, vigorously working his cock. "Come on, Harold," she urged him, "Don't you dare waste your energy on handjobs! Come on and fuck me! Oh, fuck, get that thing into your sweetheart's pussy at once", Sarah moaned, her voice distorted with lust, "and let Michelle watch as you fuck me with your your hot dick!"

Harold, who had so far only watched in fascination as the two entwined beauties made love, awoke from his trance-like state. Crouching in doggy style, Sarah waited to be taken by him, right above Michelle's face! How hot was that? He didn't need a second invitation, so he took his position behind Sarah, who, with her legs wide apart, presented her sex to him full of desire, while Michelle responded with heartbreaking moans to Sarah's tongue and fingers. The sight before him was so hot that under normal circumstances, he would have cum immediately, had Michelle not already so skillfully milked him just a few minutes earlier!

In this ménage à trois, Michelle truly took in the position with the hottest view imaginable. Above her was Sarah's receptive vagina, and behind it, Harold's fully erect cock, which she couldn't imagine Sarah even wanting to take that thick rod inside her. Although the sensations Sarah was currently giving her were almost blinding her, she concentrated with all her might on the upcoming spectacle. She definitely wanted to witness the moment when Harold would unite with Sarah and even more the moment when he would cum inside her!

Witnessing this moment, however, wasn't easy for Michelle, as the images blurred before her eyes. Sarah's tongue drove her nearly crazy, and she felt her juices flowing incessantly. The finger drilling deep into her anus found spots whose touch seemed to fire every cell of her entire nervous system with twitching lightning. Uncontrollably violent contractions spread through her pelvic floor and her inner vaginal muscles, repeatedly bringing her to the brink of orgasm. Time and again, Sarah's varied tongue and finger play adapted to her physical reactions, but always brought her down from the peak, fractions of a second before crossing the point of no return, only to then bring her one step closer to the peak of pleasure!

To suppress her own moans, Michelle initially bit her hand so hard it almost hurt, until she finally realized she could just as easily use the same hand to caress Sarah's erect nipples. After all, who would care if her cries of pleasure echoed loudly off the bedroom walls? Sarah? Absolutely not! Harold? Hardly. She didn't care what the neighbors might think if they heard her, so she simply surrendered to her pleasure without restraint.

But why on earth did Sarah let her suffer this divine agony? When would she finally show mercy and let her cross the threshold of orgasm? It seemed as if Sarah was in no hurry to give her niece the release she longed for, because Harold had already positioned his spear behind her. The tip of his cock was already parting her moist labia and had started slowly penetrating her tight canal by a few inches. Michelle stared expectantly at the mighty phallus, eagerly awaiting the moment when it would disappear completely into Sarah's depths and finally inject his cum into her.

Michelle had expected that it would take some effort for Sarah to take Harold's penis inside her. She was all the more astonished when she vehemently thrust her pelvis against her lover and effortlessly took the thick rod all the way inside her. How little she knew, in her youthful inexperience, of the wonderful capabilities of a receptive vagina! After Harold's spear had penetrated deep inside Sarah, her attention was drawn to Harold's bulging testicles right before her eyes. She wondered what it would be like when Harold ejected his sperm. Would the testicles then shrink? Like a curious little girl, she stared at the scene above her, eager to see how things would unfold.

The two lovers remained completely motionless above her, savoring the moment and simply feeling each other. Harold held Sarah's hips firmly so he could pull her close to him.

"Come on, Harold, what are you waiting for? Fuck me!" Sarah's desire for release came again.

Harold slowly withdrew his cock from the tight grip until only the head remained. As if spellbound, Michelle stared at the image before her eyes, watching the glistening mucus on Harold's shaft reappear inch by inch. The sight of Sarah's stretched labia, clamped around that spear like an O-ring, was simply breathtaking and fueled Michelle's imagination. Would Harold also grant her the privilege of being filled by him in this way? Being able to take Harold's bulging erection inside her was truly beyond her imagination. But now, as she witnessed this wonderful union, she wished with all her heart that she were in Sarah's place! She, too, wanted nothing more than to be fucked by Harold at this moment!

Without warning, Harold drove his spear forward again, this time plunging it forcefully into Sarah, his balls slapping against her clitoris. With a loud moan, Sarah thanked him for the welcome attack.

"Yes, Harold, come on, give me your cock!"

This request wasn't even necessary, because Harold had already withdrawn from Sarah, only to immediately thrust in again with even more force. Now one thrust followed another in rapid succession, the loud collision of their loins drowned out only by Sarah's moans and whimpers.

Mesmerized and fascinated, Michelle watched the spectacle unfolding above her face, saw Harold's balls being mercilessly propelled forward with each thrust, saw the fluid dripping from Sarah's vagina and covering her face, neck, and chest. Michelle couldn't have imagined anything hotter, even in her wildest dreams!

Harold and Sarah quickly found their rhythm, accompanied by Sarah's loud moans and repeated short, shrill cries of pleasure. Harold pressed on with increasing intensity until he finally began fucking Sarah like a man possessed. As if this tempestuous penetration weren't enough, Sarah's fingers searched for and found her own clitoris, stimulating it and thus further fueling the pleasurable sensations. Michelle reacted immediately when she saw Sarah's fingers in action. She could just as easily do this, she thought, and so she pushed Sarah's fingers aside and took charge of the swollen bud herself, stroking it as sensually as the passionate movements of the two lovers allowed. A loud moan escaped Sarah's throat when she felt Michelle's hand on her sensitive pearl.

"Oooh Michelle, that's hot! Yesssss, please keep going, it's sooo wonderful! Come on Harold, fuck me even deeper!"

Sarah's finger was still deep inside Michelle's anus, even though she had almost forgotten about it since Harold started working on her. Now that she felt Michelle's touch on her clitoris, she remembered to give her niece pleasurable sensations again, and so she began to move her probing finger again. Once again, Michelle felt countless flashes in her pelvic floor, fervently hoping that Sarah would finally push her over the edge. Moaning loudly, she gave free rein to her pleasure as she felt the finger deep inside her rectum and Sarah's tongue on her clit.

"Yessss, ooooh yessss!" she screamed as a liberating orgasm of tremendous intensity spread throughout her entire pelvis, causing her sphincter to contract like mad around Clara's finger.

The images blurred before Michelle's eyes, and for a moment she felt as if all her blood was rushing to her pelvis, causing everything there to swell. One wave of orgasm after another took over her body, causing her to completely lose control of her motor skills. She writhed wildly beneath Sarah's probing finger, as if she wanted to take it even deeper inside her.

The loss of control was so severe that Michelle didn't even notice how her initially tender stimulation of Sarah's clitoris gradually turned into a frenzied rubbing, kneading, and pinching. Completely unintentionally, she almost violently assaulted the highly sensitive bud, while with her other hand she took hold of Harold's testicles and let them slide through her fingers, of course with much more care.

Harold's brisk thrusting and the rough stimulation of her clitoris were more than Sarah could handle. With a cry of pleasure, she too came, now ferociously parrying Harold's thrusts, trying to force his penis to penetrate her even harder and deeper.

Yessss Harold plea-ea-ease - aaaaah - harder - oooooh - ye-ye-ye-yeah-oh-yessss - you're doing it so - mmmmh - gooood - oooh Harold - yessss...gimme your cum!" she screamed in a violent struggle, until Harold, too, began to blast his sperm against her cervix in several rapid, successive spurts.

Michelle witnessed Harold's penis begin to pump, while at the same time his scrotum noticeably shrank in her hand, rhythmically pulsing to support Harold's ejaculation. Experiencing this natural spectacle firsthand, seeing and feeling it at the same time, was simply too hot, especially since her own orgasm hadn't even subsided yet. How boring all her parents' well-intentioned sex talks were in the face of this incomparable experience of three orgasms occurring almost simultaneously!

Harold was still thrusting with his penis, but now less vigorously, so that Michelle dared to grasp the slippery shaft so that she could at least manually participate in this pleasurable penetration. Harold, of course, immediately noticed the curious fingers on his shaft and withdrew from Sarah. Single strands of cum still oozed from the tip of his cock, which Michelle now eagerly captured with her tongue, while wads of cum oozed in a steady trickle between Sarah's labia and collected in a sizeable puddle on Michelle's chest.

When Harold saw Michelle grabbing his cum with her mouth, he took her head and supported it with his hand so that she could now suck his glans between her lips, making sure not to miss a single drop of this protein-rich juice. Only when nothing more was coming did Michelle release the penis again, licking it thoroughly from base to glans, cleaning it of Sarah's love juices. After finally licking away all traces, she wrapped her lips around the glans again and sucked on it like a baby at its mother's breast.

Sarah gently withdrew her finger from Michelle's sphincter and bent down to gently kiss her clitoris. Michelle responded to this unexpected touch with an instinctive pelvis lift.

"Well, then, with my tongue," Sarah whispered, and bent down again to gently suck the clitoris between her lips, playfully circling it with her tongue.

It only took a few moments before Michelle came again. This time, however, there were no cries of pleasure from her, as Harold's cock head between her lips prevented her from making herself heard, so only a half-choked "Umm, umm, umm" could be noticed from her.

Only when the last twitches of Michelle's climax finally subsided did Sarah release her niece from her intimate kiss. She gently traced the contours of the youthful labia with her fingertips. From there, she let her fingers glide upwards to her belly button, which she gently penetrated, before finally caressing them further down to Michelle's wonderful breasts. Her fingers dipped into the cocktail that she and Harold had left on Michelle's chest and spread it over the firm flesh of Michelle's breasts. Once it was all evenly distributed, Sarah rose from her crouching position, licked her hand clean, and snuggled up close to Michelle. Only then did Michelle release Harold's penis from her mouth to thank Sarah with a passionate French kiss for again giving her such wonderful orgasms.

Visibly exhausted, not only from the strain at work and the lack of sleep over the past few days, but also from having ejaculated several times within only a short time, Harold could only watch the scene in silent admiration. He still couldn't believe his luck at sharing a bed with two wonderful women, both of whom were made for love. More and more, he felt the strain of the long journey taking its toll and an uncontrolable tiredness taking over. With the last of his remaining energy, he sat up, crawled over to his two beauties, and snuggled up to Michelle, who turned her back to him. He tenderly embraced his new lover in his arm, his now only semi-erect penis between Michelle's buttocks. A few moments later, he was fast asleep.

Michelle felt Harold's penis slowly lose strength until it finally became completely flaccid, joining Harold in his deep sleep. With her eyes closed, she imagined him standing before her again, hard and erect. Would Sarah allow her to fuck Harold? More than just giving him a blowjob? She yearned, almost painfully, to be taken from behind, crouching on all fours, in the same way she had just witnessed. The aesthetic image of that magnificent cock, which, despite its diameter, repeatedly plunged effortlessly into the depths of Sarah's pussy, was indelibly burned into her memory. Now she imagined herself being impaled by that thick cock and catapulted to the peak of pleasure.

When Michelle opened her eyes, she looked into two beautiful blue eyes that smiled happily at her.

"I love you, Sarah," she managed to say before she, too, fell into a light slumber.

"I love you too, Michelle," whispered Sarah, stroking her cheek tenderly. Sarah watched Michelle the whole time she slept. When Michelle was eventually awakened by Harold's loud snoring, Sarah's blue eyes were still shining lovingly at her.

"Well, little one, you didn't sleep very long. Did you know you talk in your sleep?"

"Really? What did I say?"

"Not much, actually, just the same old sentence over and over."

"Come on, don't keep me in suspense! So what did I say?"

"Come on, Harold, fuck me as hard das you can!"

Michelle turned bright red and looked down. Sarah had really caught her off guard, and she felt like she would sink into the ground with shame. Sarah, however, was delighted by Michelle's reaction and laughed heartily.

"But, dear, you don't have to be uncomfortable! Honestly, I would have been offended if you hadn't wanted to let Harold fuck your brains out!"

"Are you serious? But Harold is your boyfriend, right?"

"Yes, and that's exactly why I'd grant it to you, and even more so to him, if you two had a good time together! Although I'd love to join in and watch you!"

"But maybe Harold doesn't want to at all because you're already giving him everything he needs," Michelle whispered, so as not to wake Harold, who was still sound asleep behind her.

"Now just look at yourself in the mirror and show me just one man who didn't want to have sex with you! Okay, maybe excluding homosexual and impotent members of the male species. Besides, you still owe him something after you gave him such a good blowjob earlier."

"Do you really think so?"

"Of course, my angel! Changing the subject: How about we get dressed, go to the market, and buy ourselves some nice food? When Harold wakes up, we could fire up the grill and put some nice steaks on the fire. Harold will need them anyway to replenish his protein stores!" she added with a wink.

"Oh yes!" Michelle said happily. "I'm starting to get hungry again. But why do you think Harold's protein stores are empty?"

"Well, thinking about how often he ejaculated today!"

"So what? What does that have to do with anything?"

"I told you yesterday that sperm is made of high-quality protein, right?"

Michelle slapped her hand against her forehead, and they both burst out laughing when it finally dawned on her what Sarah was getting at.

"Okay," said Sarah, "then let's get going before Harold wakes up. But first, we should quickly jump in the shower. You're practically covered in Harold's cum and my pussy juices!"

The two quietly crept out of the bedroom, leaving Harold sleeping peacefully. For once, the shower wasn't used as a setting for new amorous adventures, but rather as a place to actually shower, because Sarah and Michelle didn't want to waste any time. Of course, the two couldn't resist soaping each other up, especially thoroughly on certain parts of their bodies!

At the weekly market, Sarah and Michelle finally found everything they needed for a delicious barbecue meal, and after a short while, they returned home with fresh lamb loin, marinated turkey steaks, and cevapcici from the butcher's stand, as well as various dips, stuffed cherry peppers, olives, and two large flatbreads from the Greek stand. When they returned home they found Harold still sleeping peacefully and snoring.

"I don't think we'll be able to hire him as grill master for the time being!" Sarah stated, rolling her eyes.

"It doesn't matter, at home we don't need a man to fire up the grill either. By the time Dad finally crawls out from behind his laptop, Mom and I have already finished grilling."

"Great, then you take care of the grill and I'll take care of the salad."

"Okay, Sarah, can you show me where I can find the charcoal and a lighter? And I also need an extension cord."

"Why do you need an extension cord? The grill doesn't run on electricity!"

"Just let me do it. You'll see how I manage."

"Well, I'm excited! The lighter is in the top kitchen drawer, you'll find the charcoal outside in the shed, and the lawnmower's extension cord is hanging there too."

"Great, then I'll have the grill ready in about five minutes so you can bring the food out to me."

"In five minutes? You don't believe that, do you? Harold always takes half an hour to do that!"

"Really? Well, who says men always have to be faster?"

"Well, the main thing is that he doesn't cum so quickly while fucking the two of us, and luckily he doesn't," Sarah laughed happily, while cheekily grabbing Michelle's crotch, "which I hope you can see for yourself later!"

Michelle joined Sarah in her laughter and set out to get the things from the shed. On the shelf, she found enough charcoal and the extension cord, which she connected to the socket on the patio and then ran to the grill. She also had some firelighters. In no time, the charcoal was distributed throughout the grill and the firelighters placed in a central, well-ventilated location. All she needed now to be happy was a hairdryer and a lighter. Less than a minute later, a small flame blazed on the firelighters, which quickly grew larger and larger.

Michelle set the hairdryer to the lowest fan speed and watched as the embers spread rapidly over the first pieces of charcoal. She then moved these away from the fire to another location to use them to light more pieces of charcoal. Once she had heated a dozen or so pieces of coal in this way, she spread them evenly over the entire surface of the grill and turned the hairdryer on to the highest setting. Wherever she directed the airflow, embers blazed up, sparking and quickly flaring into high flames. When, within a very short time, a blazing ember was finally evenly distributed over the entire charcoal, she turned the hairdryer off, unplugged it, and rewound the extension cord.

Michelle proudly examined the results of her effort, but had to admit that lighting the grill had only distracted her for a short time. Harold was still on her mind. She was practically pining for him and wondered if he would actually let her feel his erect cock inside her pussy. Lost in thought, she gazed into the embers and imagined in her mind what the rest of today would hold for her.

"So, sweetie, have you actually got the grill going yet?"

Michelle jumped when Harold suddenly appeared behind her. His nakedness was barely concealed by Sarah's kimono, which he had loosely draped around his waist. For the first time, she noticed his six-pack and realized that he was obviously in good shape in that regard as well. Even more fascinating, however, was his penis, which was not hidden from her curious gaze through the gaping kimono.

Harold took a step toward her, put his arm around her waist, pulled her toward him, and kissed her forehead. Michelle glanced furtively at his impressive cock. Even flaccid, it inspired considerable respect in her. Much more, in any case, than Mario's significantly longer, but slimmer penis, which had turned her into a woman the previous night.

Michelle answered his question with a silent nod, but couldn't utter a word. They stood in silence in front of the grill, Michelle with her head nestled against Harold's shoulder. She didn't know what to do with her hands and didn't dare return his hug. She longed to grab his crotch, to feel that wonderful cock rise to full length and diameter in her hand. She was already debating whether she should dare to do so when Sarah's voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

"Hey, you two beauties, you're not going to start again without me, are you?" she exclaimed, appearing in the patio door with a large tray of meat for the grill. Incredulous, she realized that Michelle had actually managed to fire up the grill within minutes. She placed the tray on the table and wrapped her arms around the two of them.

"Come on, Harold, put on something sensible. Michelle's tongue is practically hanging out of her mouth when you present yourself here half-naked!"

Harold burst out laughing, but complied with Sarah's request and disappeared into the house again to get dressed.

"Michelle, I've got an idea. What do you think about finally shaving your pussy after dinner? Harold absolutely loves shaved pussies, and if he can watch us shave, he'll definitely get even hornier than he already is!"

"I'd love that," Michelle replied, starting to distribute the individual pieces of meat evenly. "But if Harold can watch us, then he'll have to get a shave afterward too, right?"

"That's a very good idea, especially since he really does have quite a bush. I've already tried several times to persuade him to do it, but..."

"Quiet!" Michelle interrupted. "Here he comes again!"

Harold had put on some sweatpants and a sleeveless shirt. As he stepped onto the terrace, he stretched and flexed, much to the delight of Michelle, who admired the play of muscles beneath his tight shirt.

"I see you girls have the grill completely under control," he commented on Michelle and Sarah's busy activity. "Then I can put my body in the sun for a bit!" he added with a laugh, grabbing one of the deck chairs. He positioned it so he could watch the two scantily clad women preparing lunch.

"Go ahead, you lazy bum!" Sarah replied with a wink. "After all, you've got to be fit for us later!"

Harold raised his eyebrows and looked questioningly at Sarah. But when she only responded with a knowing smile and an absolutely unambiguous, obscene pelvic movement, he grinned and sank back onto the deck chair to expose himself to the hot midday sun.

"Have you put on sunscreen? It would be a shame if you ended up exhausted from sunburn!"

"No, never mind. I've already gotten so much sun on the oil rig that I'm completely immune to sunburn!"

Sarah rolled her eyes. "Men!" she whispered to Michelle. "They always have to play the hero!"

It didn't take long for Sarah to prepare a delicious salad, cut the flatbread into thin strips, and arrange the dips appetizingly on the terrace under the shady awning. Michelle had also finished the lamb loin and the cevapcici, so Harold finished his sunbathing and the three of them sat down together at the table. The food tasted delicious, and the garlicky dips and antipasti proved to be the ideal complement to the meat dishes.

"Thanks for not buying pork," Harold commented on the two women's purchases.

"Why, are you Muslim or Jewish?" Michelle wanted to know.

"No," Sarah chimed in, "but Harold used to have allergy problems, and since he completely avoides pork on the recommendation of a nutritionist, his hay fever has become so mild that he no longer has any problems with it."

"Oh, I see. Maybe I should tell this to my dad because he also has severe problems with hay fever."

"That's one of the best things you can do if you suffer any kind of allergy," Harold replied. At least in my case, it was an absolute game changer!"

"Come on, let's drop this unerotic topic. Help me clear the table so I can serve dessert."

"But..."

"No buts!" Sarah interrupted him, and to silence him, she pressed her lips to his mouth, thus preventing him from any objection.

Only when she placed her hand in his crotch and felt something stirring in Harold's shorts again did she realize with satisfaction that Harold was obviously no longer lost in his unerotic thoughts. She gallantly slipped under the waistband of his sweatpants, where she found what she was looking for. While she tenderly stroked Harold's shaft, she ended the kiss and snuggled against his shoulder. She wanted to take advantage of the moment to have a quick private conversation with him.

"Michelle, would you please be so kind as to get us something to drink from the kitchen?"

"Sure, juice or water?"

"Water for me, please!"

"Same for me too, please!" Holger chimed in.

Mareike grabbed a stack of dishes and disappeared toward the kitchen, so Clara could take advantage of the moment to talk to Holger undisturbed.

"Honey," she began, still gently playing with his cock with her fingers, "I think Mareike would be overjoyed if you thanked her for the amazing blowjob this morning by fucking her really hard!"

Astonished, Holger recoiled in his chair and looked at Clara with an incredulous grin. "Really? You're not kidding me, are you?"

"But no, I caught her talking in her sleep earlier, repeatedly asking you to fuck her. When she woke up, I talked to her about it and got her to admit that this was indeed her greatest wish. And mine too, by the way, and that's why I'm going to stop playing with your candy cane now, because you're going to need it in a minute!"

"Wow, I'm really blown away! But now that you mention it, I have to admit that I'd really like to fuck that little girl. She's really cute and she's got a really hot ass!"

"Well, that's a good fit!"

"Why, what do you mean?"

"Well, the desire to be fucked by you has been haunting her ever since she got to watch you take me doggy style earlier. I can really empathize with her, by the way, because it must have been pretty hot for her to be able to watch up close as your cock pleasured my pussy!"

"Okay, so she wants me to take her doggy style?"

"Exactly!"

"Hot! There's nothing that I'd like more. Psst, I think she'll come again!"

Just as suddenly as she had begun, Sarah finished her handiwork. "And there's dessert waiting for you!"

"What's for dessert?" he asked after Michelle had put a bottle of water on the table and disappeared back into the house to get glasses.

"Just be surprised. But I can promise you it will be something truly delicious!" Sarah replied ambiguously. "Definitely, dessert will be served up on the balcony!"

Without further explanation, Sarah instructed Harold to carry the parasol from the terrace and set it up with the other parasol so that the balcony would be properly shaded. The sun was now blazing down mercilessly from the sky, which rather hindered Sarah's plans.

Harold did as he was told and got to work. Meanwhile, Sarah kept her niece company, helping her remove the last traces of their shared meal and tidy up the terrace. Michelle had doused the charcoal with a spray bottle, so there was now one less source of heat to take your breath away on the terrace.

"From now on, you're my personal grill master!" she praised Michelle for her professional work on the grill. "I didn't know you were so good at it, but your mom always told me you had a handy hand around the house and garden."

"It's no wonder, when you've got a father who's a complete workaholic and computer nerd," Michelle explained her skill. "When we moved into our new house in Kronberg, I did most of the renovations with Mom alone. The most we could do was enlist Dad to help lug boxes around, because he's a little clumsy when it comes to things like that. Speaking of clumsy, what's for dessert?"

"What does dessert have to do with being clumsy?"

"Just a stupid saying!" Michelle laughed, putting the salad bowl in the sink. "So, what's for dessert?"

"For starters, I thought I'd have a portion of whipped cream licked off Harold's freshly shaved cock, followed by the same thing again, off your freshly shaved pussy. What do you think?"

"That sounds pretty delicious, actually. Does Harold already know about his good fortune?"

"I already hinted to him that you were keen to have sex with him, and I think he's taken the bait. As horny as he is now, he'll definitely let you do anything to him."

Grinning mischievously, Sarah took a toothpick from the drawer and broke it into two unequal pieces. She snapped off a narrow strip from the broken end of the shorter piece and held both ends under Michelle's nose.

"Look closely at the difference between the pieces. I want you to pull the longer one right away!"

Michelle looked questioningly at her aunt. "What are you going to do with that?"

"You'll see. Have you memorized the difference?"

Michelle nodded, and so Sarah grabbed her hand and pulled her up the stairs, not without first grabbing the bottle of spray cream from the fridge. Harold had already positioned the parasols on the balcony so that the pool and the sunbathing area were completely shaded. In the bedroom, the bowl containing the shaving equipment was still on the windowsill from the day before. Sarah grabbed the bowl, pressed it into Michelle's hand along with the whipped cream, and stepped out with Michelle onto the pleasantly shady balcony.

"What is it you've got in that bowl?" Harold asked curiously. "Is that supposed to be dessert?"

"Sort of, yes!" Sarah replied with a wink. "I actually wanted to make us strawberries with whipped cream. But since I unfortunately forgot to think about the strawberries when I was shopping, I thought the cream would probably taste just as good if we licked it off your cock!"

Without any warning, she grabbed Harold's waistband and pulled his pants down with a yank. Harold was so taken aback by this that he had no chance to fend off the attack. As soon as his penis was exposed, you could see how his erectile tissue began to inflate. Sarah observed the scene unfolding with great satisfaction, but then frowned.

"Wait! With the hair on your cock and balls, the cream doesn't taste as appetizing. The hair has to come off first!"

With one hand she grasped Harold's throbbing erection, with the other hand she held the broken toothpicks under Michelle's nose.

"Whoever pulls the longer end gets to shave Harold's cock and then lick off the first portion of cream. Of course, that doesn't just apply to the whipped cream from the can, but also to Harold's cream!"

"Nobody's asking me, is they?" Harold replied, partly amused, but also visibly worried about the upcoming shave.

"No, but if you play along, you can shave Michelle afterwards and then you'll get your portion of whipped cream served on her too! Come on, Michelle, pull one of the ends!"

Michelle pretended she couldn't decide between the two sticks, but then unerringly grabbed the longer one and held it up with a beaming smile.

"Well, then you're the one who gets her portion of cream first!" Sarah stated with mock disappointment, beaming at Harold with a smile that nipped any resistance on his part in the bud.

"Well, then I guess I'll just have to accept my fate. But be careful, don't cut off any important parts of me."

"You don't have to worry about that. I can handle a razor. I did an internship at a hospital this spring, and I watched and helped several times when patients were shaved before surgery."

"You don't want to tell me that they let you shave patient's cocks as a student intern, do you?"

"No, not that, but I was allowed to shave women down there, and that was pretty challenging, too."

"Okay," Harold finally said, satisfied. "If you can light a grill and shave pussies without bloodshed, you can probably get a cock shaved too!"

"I'm glad you see that!" Sarah laughed, gently but firmly pushing him toward the lounge chair where she had already spread out a large towel. "Now lie down and let Michelle do her job!"

Harold lay down on the lounge chair, somewhat reluctantly but ultimately without further complaint. He raised the headboard, because after all, he wanted to be able to see what Michelle was doing to him. It wasn't until Michelle reached for the can of shaving cream that he realized something else.

"Wait a minute! If I'm lying here in my nude, you have to get naked too!"

Michelle handed Sarah the can of shaving cream, peeled off her T-shirt, and revealed her small, firm breasts. A dazzling beam of light shone between the parasols and caught one of the two nipples, which had already grown to a respectable size, revealing Michelle's obvious state of arousal.

At the sight of Michelle, Harold couldn't stop his cock from swelling even further, pushing it up vertically. When Michelle finally stripped off her hot pants and skimpy thong, his throat went dry and he felt every last drop of blood trickle down to his midsection. Curiously, he watched Michelle sit at the foot of the lounger with her legs spread out over the edge, giving him a perfect view of her privates.

"Come on, lift your legs!" Michelle urged him.

Harold did as he was told and watched Michelle slide closer to him, so that their lower bodies were only a hand's breadth apart. Michelle's widely spread thighs contributed to her labia being slightly open. Harold could not only see their wetness as a further indication of her obvious state of arousal. He had a very sensitive nose and could therefore detect the intoxicating scent of her vaginal secretions, which indicated her desire to unite with him. He wondered if Sarah had told her that she had revealed her desire to fuck him after shaving, and he could already imagine him penetrating her tight pussy with his bulging cockhead. At the thought of this, he had to restrain himself from ejaculating right away! Without resistance, he surrendered himself to Michelle, who wrapped his spread legs around her waist so that his feet rested behind her on the lounger, nestling against her sweet cheeks. Surrendering himself to her in this way had its own eroticism and felt incredibly good.

Sarah handed Michelle the can of shaving cream and let her summery, airy clothing slide to the floor, so that she, too, could now witness the impending intimate shave completely naked. The erotic sight of Harold's cock and Michelle's prominent inner labia left her indifferent and practically compelled her to touch herself. Her fingers found her pleasure button all by themselves as she watched Michelle tenderly spread the shaving cream over Harold's balls and the shaft of his cock until only the exposed head of his cock peeped out from the white foam.

Harold took in a sharp breath as he felt the caressing fingers flickering up and down his most sensitive areas. "You can bet that I'm going to fuck this little sweety today," he thought as he relaxed back to better concentrate on Michelle's hands.

Michelle clearly enjoyed spreading the shaving cream over Harold's penis and testicles. Everything had long since been thoroughly lathered, yet she felt so magically drawn to this genital organ that she could hardly keep her hands off it. Only when she noticed Harold's moans of pleasure did she awaken from her daydream and remember her original intention. She had absolutely no intention of making Harold cum with her hands, so she took the razor from the bowl and carefully placed it against Harold's lower abdomen.

With precision, she pulled the triple-bladed handle through the shaving cream toward the erect penis, protecting it with her hand and pressing it down as she approached it with the blade. She then repeated this to the right and then to the left of the first shaved strip. Where the razor passed through the foam, only a few small hairs remained, while the rest got caught in the shaving foam, turning it into a not-so-appealing white mass with black streaks. So Michelle repeatedly stopped and cleaned the razor in the bowl of water Sarah had prepared for her.

Within a short time, not a single hair remained on his stomach above Harold's penis. Michelle also skillfully overcame a few stray hairs in a second attack with the mercilessly sharp razor. Now she tackled the sides and the equally hairy groin. Having already started, she wanted to completely rid this area of the dark, curly hairs. To reach the skin fold of his groin, she spread his thighs a little wider so that she could also rid this area of any hair growth.

Satisfied, she examined the first interim result and was almost about to invite Sarah to comment on what she had achieved when she noticed that Sarah was already far too preoccupied with herself and probably shouldn't be disturbed. She would have bet that the next orgasm would be her own, but she had no objection to Sarah pushing ahead in this regard. The main thing was that she wouldn't steal Harold away from her. So she turned back to the work between Harold's legs. Next, she would tackle his testicles, whose bulging sacs were also covered in wild hair. But first, she wanted to remove the hairy shaving cream and apply new foam.

"Harold, could you please pass me the towel behind you?"

Unexpectedly jolted from his daydreams, Harold reached behind him and found the towel, which he handed to Michelle without a word. It took all his strength not to ejaculate and squirt his pent-up cum all over Michelle's face. He never would have imagined how hot it feels to have your cock shaved by a love-hungry teenager! Sarah, who had meanwhile pushed several fingers deep into her honeypot while fingering her clitoris with her other hand, wasn't exactly helping to calm him down with her moans either!

But Michelle had no intention of making Harold cum. At least not until she could lick the whipped cream off his penis and balls. But first, all the hair had to go! She carefully used the towel to absorb the now hairy shaving cream so she could better assess her progress. Only now did she notice that a few curly hairs were sticking out from the underside of Harold's shaft. So she took another portion of shaving cream from the can and spread it evenly over this part of the stiff penis. Once everything was covered in fresh shaving cream, she placed the blade at the base and carefully pulled it up towards the glans. She was satisfied that now not a single hair remained on the shaft. Smooth as a baby's bottom!

Again, she used the towel to remove the hairy residue and rinsed the razor blade before spreading fresh shaving cream evenly over the scrotum. This would now be a real challenge for her shaving skills! Luckily, during her internship, she had watched the nurse remove the hair from an older man before surgery, and so she knew that she had to pull the area of skin to be shaved taut with her free hand to avoid accidentally damaging one of the sensitive skin folds with the blade. She quickly got the hang of it, and gradually larger, completely hair-free areas of skin appeared below Harold's penis, until finally the entire testicle area was also completely shaved.

Michelle again took the towel to remove the last traces of foam from Harold's genitals and the entire area around them. When she was finally finished, she examined her work, but thought it looked somewhat odd. On one side, this completely hairless, beautiful penis with its equally smooth scrotum, and on the other side, a hairy butt that didn't match it at all.

"No, that's absolutely impossible. We can't leave it that way," she said quietly, more to herself than to Harold.

"What's absolutely impossible?" Harold wanted to know, visibly unsettled by Michelle's comment.

"Your bottom has to be hairless too, otherwise it looks kind of weird!"

"Do you really think that's absolutely necessary?" Harold looked at her, slightly annoyed, and raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, absolutely. Just look for yourself how weird it looks at the transition from the smooth to the hairy area. What do you think, Sarah?"

"Just a minute, lo-ove," Sarah panted, "I'm ahhh-about to cum!"

Sarah had a transfigured expression on her face as she aproached her "petit mort". This time, however, she came quietly, with only a soft whimper and not a loud scream, as Michelle had experienced several times before. Twitching, she repeatedly thrust her pelvis against her penetrating fingers, which disappeared with a smacking sound between her labia, aiding her pleasurable climax with expert dexterity. Only after a while did she calm down again, pull her fingers out, and hand them to Harold, who licked them with relish, letting their delicious aroma melt on his tongue.

"Sorry, love, did you ask me something?"

Michelle rolled her eyes in mock annoyance, because she completely understood Sarah. After all, Michelle would have loved to masturbate at the sight of Harold's cock, too, but she didn't have a free hand.

"Yes, Sarah, I did!" she replied, drawling. "Don't you think it looks a bit strange when Harold is completely smooth down there, but his ass is still hairy like a shaggy bear?"

"Yes, you're right, but other than that, you've done a really good job. Congratulations! Come on, Harold, kneel down on the lounger and let Michelle refine your ass too!"

"Well, I'm not sure I really want it that way!" Harold objected meekly.

"Come on, don't be so coy! And if you absolutely don't like it, you can always grow it back!"

"Okay, but only if you leave me alone afterward and don't demand a full body hair removal from me!"

"No, don't worry. We just want to see the most important parts hairless!" Michelle promised, giving him a little nudge so that he finally presented his backside to her on all fours.

Grumbling, Harold gave up his resistance, crouched down in front of Michelle, and presented his hairy backside to her.

Michelle felt hot and cold shivers down her spine as she saw Harold's hard, erect cock and his clean-shaven crown jewels from this perspective. She felt her labia swell at the sensual sight and her juices begin to flow. Harold's hard, toned butt did the rest, almost making her swell with desire. But then, there really wasn't a single spot on that magnificent butt that wasn't hairy! The hair reached right up to his anus! At least the areas were large and smooth, so she didn't see any problem in removing them. So she reached for the spray can of shaving foam again and squeezed a large amount into her hand through the dispenser.

With sweeping movements, she spread the foam evenly over her curves, starting at the groin and working her way back, where she repeatedly slid her fingers between Harold's cheeks and, as if unintentionally, yet in fact with complete calculation, stroked the sensitive rosette. Each time she brushed against the sensitive anal sphincter, she increased the pressure of her fingertip, knowing that she was giving Harold some exciting sensations. She still vividly remembered how much she herself had already enjoyed the sensual touch of Sarah's tender fingers on her back door twice. She didn't dare attempt the final step, namely the deep penetration with her finger, even though she was very tempted to cross that threshold. But no, first she had to shave!

Michelle took the razor again and stripped that perky backside, strip by strip, until finally everything was completely bare and free of any hair growth. Now she was truly completely satisfied with her work.

Sarah clapped her hands in delight as she contemplated the finished work. Michelle dipped the towel into the pool and gently ran the damp terry cloth over all the depilated areas again, finally removing even the last traces of foam. Sarah took a small bottle of baby oil from the bowl and handed it to Michelle.

"To prevent the skin from becoming infected," she explained the necessity of this measure.

Michelle poured a generous amount of oil from the bottle into her hand and then rubbed it evenly into both hands. With smooth movements, she moistened Harold's gluteal muscles and spread the remaining oil forward toward his groin. Then she took the bottle again and this time dripped the oil drop by drop into the groove between the powerful muscles. Curiously, she watched as it made its way through the crack, running over his anus, until it finally left its trail down his shaft, from where it flowed down to his glans, from where it finally dripped onto the towel.

As the first drops rained down from Harold's glans, Michelle set the bottle aside again, grasped the tip of his erect penis, and spread the still-drip oil upwards, spreading it evenly over the entire penis with a twisting motion of her hands. With the same diligence, she oiled his scrotum, careful not to miss a single fold of skin, before letting the movement of her hands flow upwards through the groove and over his anus, all the way up to Harold's sacrum. This treatment already brought beads of sweat to Harold's forehead, and he thought of his first tantric massage at "Ananda" in Cologne. Christine, a skilled master of this massage art, had oiled his best part in a similarly wonderful way.

As Michelle's fingers stroked his anus, she felt a brief twitch in Harold's legs. Curious, she tapped the sensitive sphincter again with her finger. The twitch again! Harold's reaction amused Michelle, and so she repeated the stimulation again and again. Tap-twitch! Tap-twitch! Tap-twitch! Meanwhile, Harold began to moan more and more loudly, which only encouraged Michelle to continue teasing the sensitive anal sphincter. Tap-twitch! Tap-twitch! Finally, Michelle plucked up the courage and pushed her oily finger through the tight sphincter, slowly lowering it into the depths of Harold's rectum. Harold responded with a trembling of his entire body. His breathing suddenly quickened, and his moans now came louder from the depths of his throat.

Sarah knew Harold all too well. She instinctively knew that the inevitable could no longer be averted. It could only be seconds before Harold lost his control and his cum would inevitably spill onto the towel. Michelle had clearly gone too far, but she couldn't allow this waste of Harold's precious cum!

Wildly determined, Sarah pushed her head between Harold's spread thighs to capture the already twitching head between her lips. She didn't react a second too soon; no sooner had her mouth taken in the tip of the phallus than a violent pumping began and Harold shot his semen into her throat in several eruptions. Sarah swallowed and sucked greedily as more and more threads of semen shot from the head. Trying not to miss any of the delicious juice, she choked and gagged violently, releasing the head for a brief moment, long enough for another direct hit to the face. Meanwhile, Harold moaned and groaned fervently, writhing in his orgasm with uncontrollable spasms.

"Yes, Michelle! Thrust harder! Deeper! Come on, do it! Don't stop! Yes, that's incredibly hot!"

Michelle was completely unprepared for this intense reaction. She happily complied with Harold's pleading request, pushing her finger deeper and harder into his rectum, while she watched in fascination as Sarah swallowed Harold's cum and was met with a powerful gush that spread creamily all over her face. She could empathize with Harold all too well at that moment, having experienced her second anal orgasm just a few hours earlier through Sarah's fingers! The memory alone fueled her efforts to give Harold the same ecstatic feelings! And how she did it! Harold twitched beneath her hands for what felt like an eternity before finally giving up, exhausted and powerless, and letting his upper body sink onto the sun lounger.

Sarah reluctantly released Harold's penis, but eventually she had to accept that no more threads of cum could be obtained, no matter how hard she sucked on his cock. Michelle also slowly withdrew her finger from Harold's rectum, dived face down, and gave Sarah a loving French kiss. She could again taste Harold's cum from Sarah's tongue, which made the kiss even more exciting.

Smiling, Michelle moved away from her aunt to get a better look before licking the remaining cum from Sarah's face with delight. Sarah gave her a happy smile as Michelle's tongue flicked over her face. Only when Michelle seemed to have nothing left to lick up did she pull her closer and kiss the tip of her nose, taking in the white cum that was sticking there as well.

Harold had slowly recovered and, with some effort, extricated himself from the entwined structure of the three lovers. When he finally freed himself, he sat up and looked lovingly at Sarah and Michelle.

"Girls, you're just too horny!"

After Sarah had also straightened up, he pulled them both towards him and thanked them in turn with a passionate French kiss, tasting his own aroma on both of them. When he finally released Michelle's tongue, he looked deep into her eyes.

"Michelle, you're a true natural. I think you deserve at least an equally awesome shave!"

"I certainly hope so!" Michelle replied with a seductive glance and sank back into the lounger, presenting her genitals with her legs spread. The sun's rays glistened in her curls, wet with her own juices.

Michelle's words were enough of an invitation for Harold. Dutifully, he took the seat at the foot of the lounger, just as Michelle had done before. But just as he was about to reach for the bowl with the shaving supplies, the lounger collapsed beneath him.

"Oh shit!" exclaimed Sarah, who was the first to analyze the damage. The base of the lounger had buckled and bent hopelessly under the weight of the two of them.

"That's the second lounger that's broken in such a short time!" she fretted about the damage.

"Why do you always have to buy every single thing from Amazon instead of from a local store?" Harold commented on the damage.

"Well, it's much cheaper there, and besides, I always get everything delivered to my door."

"Maybe. But at least when you unpack at least every second delivery, you realize what junk you've bought, which will then be returned immediately. And with the other half, you realize it at the very latest when the stuff breaks, as you can see here again. In the end, it costs you much more than if you had bought your deck chairs directly from a specialty retailer. Plus, the specialty retailer pays taxes on its sales, while Amazon uses every trick in the book to dodge taxes, exploits its employees, and treats its business partners unfairly! And when I see Jeff Bezos, that huge asshole, getting himself launched into space on a space rocket for his own enjoyment, while many people in the United States can't even afford to see a doctor, It makes me puke!"

"Yes, you're right," Sarah admitted guiltily, "but..."

"Then we'll just put the chair cushion on the balcony floor!" Michelle had the pragmatic solution ready, interrupting the looming argument between her aunt and Harold before Sarah could finish her sentence.

"Good idea, and it would be best if we put several cushions on top of each other so you can lie more comfortably," said Harold, grabbing two more cushions from the other lounge chairs and placing them all on top of each other.

"At least that didn't happen while I was shaving you!"

"Or while Michelle was working on your cock with the razor!" Sarah added with a broad grin.

Michelle and Harold also had to laugh as they made themselves comfortable on the balcony floor. Michelle flopped down lengthwise onto the stacked cushions and spun around. She spread her thighs again and lifted her legs so Harold could slide cross-legged as close to her as possible. She noticed that a slightly delayed drop of cum had leaked from Harold's penis. She quickly picked it up with her fingertip and put it in her mouth to lick it off.

"Hmmm, now that's the kind of dessert I like!"

"You can't get enough, can you?" Harold asked, rolling his eyes.

"Well, if you ask me like that: No, I can't!"

"Well, if that's the case, then we should get moving as quickly as possible so you don't have to wait too long for your next portion of dessert!"

With the can in hand, Harold arranged his legs cross-legged until he found a reasonably comfortable position. His attempt to coax more shaving cream from the can only yielded a hissing sound from the propellant. The can was empty!

"Wait a minute, I have another can in the bathroom!" Sarah announced, rising from her lounger and disappearing into the house.

Harold took the opportunity to calmly observe Michelle's youthful pubic area. Michelle had lain back with her eyes closed, allowing him to absorb the completely X-rated sight unnoticed. Even though he had only ejaculated a few minutes ago, he could already feel his balls beginning to ache again, and the female stimuli were fully igniting their effect on him. He was really lucky to have such a tolerant girlfriend who allowed him to fuck this pretty girl and he could hardly wait until it would finally happen!

"So, here I am again!" Sarah exclaimed, triumphantly holding a brand-new spray bottle of shaving cream in her hand. With a wink, she handed the can to Harold, discreetly slipping him a packet of condoms, unnoticed by Michelle. Harold grinned back at Sarah's wink and discreetly tucked the condom under the lounger cushions.

"So, let's take care of your bush!" he smiled at Michelle, letting a few large flakes of shaving cream rain down from the bottle onto her teenage pubic mound.

Michelle giggled as she felt the cool foam on her moist labia. Only when Harold's warm hand began to gently spread the soft foam between her spread thighs did the giggles give way to a pleasurable moan. It was difficult for her to lie still, as she was drawn to the lathering hand over her pleasure center.

Again and again, Harold, as if by accident, gently ran his fingertip over Michelle's clit, dipping slightly between her protruding inner labia on the way down. Michelle closed her eyes so she could fully concentrate on the tactile stimulation. She shifted back and forth on the lounger with increasing impetuousness until she was suddenly interrupted by Harold's hand, which pressed firmly against her mound and brought her restless pelvis to its senses with a forceful downward pressure.

"Calm down, sweety! You don't want me to hurt you with the razor blade, do you? Do you want me to shave you now, or would you rather like me to give you a nice orgasm?"

"I'd prefer both. First one and then the other!"

"Okay, then just keep quiet, otherwise we won't have anything else today!"

Michelle obeyed Harold's instructions and searched for images in her head to bring her to unerotic thoughts. "Charcoal!" she thought to herself. Exactly, she wanted to think of charcoal to help her get through the pubic haircut unscathed!

Apparently, the thought of charcoal seemed to have the desired effect, because Michelle bravely held still while Harold repeatedly dragged the razor blade through the foam, striping Michelle's mound of its curly hair, line by line. But as the blade approached her labia, she couldn't help but flinch slightly.

After less than five minutes, Harold seemed to have finished his work. He let Sarah hand him the towel and carefully dabbed away the remaining foam. Once it was gone, he discovered a few small hairs that he had initially missed. So he applied more shaving foam, and in no time, those hairs, too, were gone.

"Okay, Michelle, let me take a look at you!"

Satisfied, Harold ran his fingers over the cleanly shaved areas when he suddenly paused.

"Wait, I missed a few hairs!"

As if to confirm his discovery, he tugged at the sensitive skin of Michelle's perineum, as if pulling at the hairs there. In fact, there were no hairs there at all, but he didn't really need to tell Michelle that.

"Come on, Michelle, get on all fours so I can get to that better!"

Michelle obeyed Harold's request, turned around, and thrust her bottom toward Harold. To make his work easier, she spread her legs slightly. The mere sight of this caused a sudden increase in pressure in Harold's erectile tissue, so that within seconds his cock was back in action.

Harold rose from his cross-legged position and crouched behind Michelle. To reassure her, he carefully spread some shaving cream on Michelle's perineum, while simultaneously giving Sarah silent signals that he needed her help.

Sarah immediately understood what he was getting at. She discreetly pulled the small package from under the lounger cushion, opened it with her teeth, removed the wafer-thin latex ring, and crouched behind Harold, who pretended to place the razor against Michelle's perineum and laboriously trim a few remaining hairs. With practiced fingers, Sarah slipped the latex membrane over Harold's glans while stabilizing his hard cock with her other hand. Once the glans was finally trapped under the protective hood, she rolled the rest of the condom down the shaft to the base with both hands. With the issue of contraception resolved, Sarah assisted her lover in directing his lance to Michelle's gate and signaled his achievement of pole position with a little pat on Harold's bottom.

"So, you little horny beast, you really want to be fucked by me?" Harold hissed at Michelle in a mock stern tone.

Michelle's inner labia were already completely coated with her natural lubricant and protruding between the outer ones. Harold easily managed to part the moist curtain with his glans and, with a single thrust, drive his hard, erect cock deep into Michelle's vagina before she even knew what was happening.

A loud cry escaped Michelle's throat as she felt herself being impaled completely unprepared, Harold's thick spear stretching her vaginal walls to their supposed limits of elasticity. The combination of shock, pain, and surprise caught her completely off guard. At first, she thought she was experiencing an immense stretching pain, before moments later she realized the immense sweetness of this pain. She was still unable to express her will, gasping for air that seemed to be completely cut off, when she suddenly felt a slapping hand slam onto her bottom. Shock shot through her body, sending alternating shivers of boiling hot and ice-cold pleasure down her spine.

"Come on, talk, you horny slut! Admit that you want to be fucked by me!"

Harold remained motionless, kneeling behind Michelle, his hard cock buried all the way inside her. He wasn't sure if Michelle would go along with his dominant behavior, but he trusted that she was horny enough to play along.

The hand slapped her bottom again, this time much harder, almost painful. Michelle was so taken aback that she didn't know whether to feel humiliated and degraded or scream with pleasure. She looked to Sarah for help, but Sarah only gave her an understanding smile. Once again, the hand slapped down on her. It burned her skin, but the pain inexplicably ignited a horny desire for even more of this unexpected torture. Did she even want to escape this ordeal? Only when the hand landed on her bottom with another slap did her subconscious switch on, bringing her back from her ambivalent thoughts to this world. Suddenly, she became aware of what she had been longing for all morning.

"Yes, Harold, come on, fuck me! Fuck me hard! Thrust your cock inside me!" she shouted into the afternoon sun, so that there wasn't the slightest chance that the neighborhood wouldn't hear her. Knowing that Sarah's balcony was not directly visible from any of the windows of the surrounding houses made Michelle abandon any restraint.

At that moment Michelle was as horny as a bitch in heat and knew no shame. Not for a second did she think about what the neighbors might think, because her screams of pleasure were unmistakable. Who knows what she would have thought if she had known that at that very moment, Sarah's neighbor's son, with whom she had played so often in the garden during her own childhood, was sitting high up in the treetops, from where he could observe everything very closely while jerking off for the umpteenth time.The only thing that mattered to Michelle now was her boundless horniness and desire to be taken by Harold. All she wanted was that powerful cock, to take her senseless! Again and again she begged Harold to finally fuck her really hard!

This was exactly what Harold wanted to hear from her. Slowly, he pulled his spear almost completely out of Michelle's wet canal, savoring the friction against its tight membranes, only to immediately thrust in again with force. Michelle had tears in her eyes as she felt herself being impaled again. Tears of joy that arose from initial tears of pain. She thought her insides would almost be ripped apart, but in an inexplicably wonderful way. Harold thrust again and again. His balls slapped against her clitoris and pubic mound as he forcefully penetrated her to the hilt. Michelle trembled all over, bracing herself against the thrusts with all her might to further intensify their effect. She greeted each thrust with loud moans, screams, and whimpers, hoping this would never end.

Harold was prepared not to cum so quickly this time. After all, Sarah and Michelle had already milked him several times today, so he could now prepare himself to give Michelle a long and lasting pleasure. And how he gave it to her! Like a battering ram, he repeatedly drove his stiff cock through the narrow canal, which, slippery and wet, offered him no resistance. With a loud slapping sound, he penetrated deep inside, repeatedly hammering his glans against the cervix that had been virgin yesterday.

Michelle's moans and whimpers were simply heartbreaking, and the sight of the two copulating was too hot for Sarah to just sit by impassively. She would have loved to kiss Michelle at that moment to share in her screams of pleasure. But with the way Harold was fucking her beloved niece, the attempt would have probably knocked both of their teeth out!

Sarah was uncertain about how she could possibly contribute when her gaze fell upon the can of shaving cream. This was the solution! Determined, she grabbed it, ripped off the lid, and pressed the dispenser button until the entire contents of the can finally landed on Michelle's back. With outstretched hands, she reached into the foam and took a particularly large amount, transporting it to Michelle's underside and spreading it over her breasts and stomach. She repeated this until the foam was evenly distributed.

Michelle's entire upper body was now completely covered in the white mass, so it was pure bliss for Sarah to run her hands aimlessly over the slippery skin of this teenaged body, while it was repeatedly rocked by Harold's powerful thrusts. Sometimes she got hold of one of Michelle's breasts, sometimes of her slender stomach, from which she repeatedly dived down between her thighs, where she repeatedly got hold of one of the copulating genitals.

Harold, too, felt inspired by the shaving foam, and so he repeatedly ran both hands over Michelle's sides to her breasts, then moved to her back, where he returned along her spine to her firm buttocks, kneading them greedily. Soon, a mirror-symmetrical foam pattern appeared on Michelle's back, marked by Harold's repetitive movements.

Michelle writhed under the tender caresses of the four hands and the simultaneous, merciless thrusts that plowed through her entire body. An uncontrollable tremor gripped her body, and she desperately tried to parry Harold's thrusts, but repeatedly lost her rhythm, so that she finally limited herself to simply remaining still and willingly accepting the impetuous penetration of her pussy.

"Yesssss Harold, come on, thrust! Yes, don't stop! Oooooh yessss, fuck my brains out!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Michelle suddenly realized that the neighbors must be hearing her. In fact, at that moment, she didn't care at all, and she was amazed at herself when she realized that the fact that her cries of pleasure were in public actually aroused her more than it bothered her. She almost felt a kind of pride that she was the one who was experiencing this unimaginable pleasure through Harold, who was fucking her like a man possessed!

Sarah took advantage of the fact that Michelle was no longer moving and plunged one hand between her thighs again, while with the index finger of her other hand she searched for the anal sphincter, the overcoming of which had already catapulted Michelle to the peak of pleasure several times. Harold's thrusts wouldn't allow her to penetrate deeply in this situation, but tender stimulation of the anus was something she herself absolutely loved, and something Michelle would surely enjoy as well. She quickly found the sensitive pearl, which she wouldn't give up so easily now. Skillfully, she clamped the tender bud between two fingers and began to stimulate it rhythmically, while she penetrated Michelle's anus with only the tip of her finger and stimulated it with small vibrations.

"Ooooh yessss, Sarah that feels soooo goo-ood! Yessss Harold, oooh yessss, keep fucking me! Ooooh my God yessssss!" Michelle moaned heartbreakingly.

The loud moans quickly turned into high-pitched panting and whimpering. The initial trembling of her entire body now grew stronger, but concentrated more and more in her midsection. Harold now brutally rammed his steam hammer into her wet cavern, which greeted him with smacking noises.

"Yes, Michelle, let it come! Show us your horny desire!" Sarah encouraged her.

As if only this prompt had been needed, Michelle burst out. Accompanied by a heart-rending cry, the orgasm literally tore her off her feet, so much so that Harold had to practically hold her pelvis to prevent her from slipping away from him in her uncontrolled spasms. A gush of clear fluid found its way out between the tightness of her vaginal walls and the cock still brutally penetrating her, where it ran down Harold's legs and was absorbed by the soft cushions of the lounger. Again and again, more fluid spurted from Michelle's vagina, turning the loud penetration into an obscene sound stage that could be heard far beyond the property.

"Yessss! Ooooh yessss, this is soooo wonderful! Yessss, Oh I love you so much! Yesssss!"

In one last struggle, she slipped from Harold's grasp and collapsed limply onto the soft surface. Harold couldn't manage to grasp her slippery body, so his cock slipped out of her twitching pussy.

Michelle lay on her stomach beneath him, breathing heavily, still twitching in the last throes of her orgasm, but otherwise unable to move. But if she thought she was over it now, she was sorely mistaken, because Harold wasn't finished with her yet. His spear still stood horizontally from him, just waiting for the moment to unload its hot cargo.

With a skillful grip, Harold grabbed his young lover by the legs and turned her from her stomach to her back. Without Michelle having the slightest chance of resistance, Harold pulled her thighs apart and placed them over his shoulders on either side. In this position, she was hopelessly at his mercy. Harold didn't need his hands to guide his spear back to her gate. As if by itself, his cockhead found the wide-open entrance, from which Michelle's natural lubricant was still flowing in copious amounts. He penetrated effortlessly to the base and remained in that position.

"Well, my wild little beast, do you still want to be fucked?"

On the one hand, Michelle was completely exhausted, and on the other, she was so flooded with endorphins from the sensations of her orgasm that she wished the pulsing and trembling within her pelvis would never end. It wouldn't have occurred to her to turn down Harold's offer.

"Oh yes, please, Harold, that was so hot! Please keep fucking me!"

"And would you like to lick Sarah's hot pussy at the same time while I do it to you?"

Michelle looked at Sarah, who beamed at her encouragingly and nodded her consent.

"Okay, then say it! Tell Sarah what you want to do to her!"

Michelle looked uncertainly back and forth between Harold and Sarah.

"Come on, sweety! Say it!" Harold said, much more sternly.

Michelle felt a chill run down her spine. It only further fueled her desire to be bossed around so strictly in this hopeless situation. She turned her gaze searchingly toward her aunt, who also seemed to be waiting impatiently for her reaction. Sarah's smile signaled to her that everything would be fine as long as she did what Harold asked.

"Come to me, Sarah, please let me lick your pussy while Harold fucks me!"

Sarah's smile became even more tender as she looked into Michelle's deep blue eyes and recognized the boundless lust that had taken hold of her niece. With a loving gaze, she leaned down and breathed a tender kiss on her lips. Michelle opened her lips to receive Sarah's tongue in a passionate French kiss, while Harold's cock still rested expectantly in the depths of her vagina. Only after what felt like an eternity did the two mouths separate again, and when Sarah finally knelt over Michelle's face, her vertical lips replaced her horizontal ones.

Sarah looked at Harold as she slowly lowered her vulva to Michelle's face. "Jesus, what this sweet little girl has learned in such a short time!" she whispered, not without pride, as she felt the love-hungry tongue deliberately take possession of her sensitive clitoris.

"Go on, Harold, fuck this sweet little girl into seventh heaven!"

* * * * *

Wrapped in a blanket, Michelle lay on the deck chair cushions, gazing dreamily at the dakkness in the sky above her. How she would have loved to snuggle up in Harold and Sarah's arms and spend the cool summer night with them, if it hadn't been for that stupid phone call that had abruptly interrupted their wonderful ménage à trois! A malfunction on an oil rig required Harold's immediate presence, so he had to take the night train to Hamburg.

From the bedroom, she heard the gong of the old wall clock, announcing every hour with a deep chime. It was already midnight, so only five minutes until Harold's train would depart. It would be quite a while before Sarah would be back. The two of them would have liked to take her to Freiburg Central Station, but Michelle preferred to stay as and where she was. Naked and happy with herself, thinking about what she had experienced with Sarah and Harold. Besides, she simply felt weak and tired after Harold had taken her so hard!

She shivered and pulled the blanket tighter around her shoulders. In her mind, she replayed the day. Harold had fucked her for over an hour in all sorts of positions. Finally, he'd even taken her anally, so she still felt a slight pain around her anal sphicter. But he'd been very sensitive with her, slowly preparing her anus with his fingers before inserting his powerful penis through that tight opening. It was simply indescribably hot to be taken by Harold's cock like that. In any case, the thrill of the experience more than compensated for the burning she could still feel! She couldn't even remember how many orgasms Harold had given her. There were simply too many to count!

In any case, not only did her bottom hurt, but her pussy also felt sore. And yet, it was so beautiful, so intense, the way Harold had taken her. And then there was Sarah, who had completely selflessly given her Harold over to her, even supporting him in giving her one wonderful climax after another. She knew that this experience was something very special, and that not many people had ever been blessed to experience physical love so intensely, so multifaceted, and so free of all taboos.

Michelle ran her hand between her thighs and curiously felt her pubic mound. Harold had truly done a great job. Not a single hair remained. Everything felt somehow different, still unfamiliar without the curly pubic hairs that had covered her mound that morning. Everything was smooth and supple, just as she remembered it from her early childhood. And yet, it no longer felt childlike at all as she gently stroked her closed labia with her fingertips.

At the thought of Harold's powerful penis, she immediately noticed a change, felt her outer labia soften and slightly gap. She could already feel the moisture lubricating her finger and paving the way through her increasingly opening labia. A soft moan escaped her lips as she imagined Harold's cock now unfolding the petals of her flower in her place, inexorably forging its way between them into the depths. All it took was a light pressure on her labia and her finger plunged between them, finding its way into the depths.

But no, this wasn't what she wanted right now. Her slender finger simply wasn't capable of exerting the wonderful friction against the walls of her tight canal that Harold's erect penis had made her feel. Even when she added a second and a third finger, the sensation was incomparable. Disappointed, Michelle pulled her fingers out again, suddenly having an idea that brought a joyful smile to her face. She hurriedly got up from her bed, wrapped the covers around her nakedness, and slipped into the bedroom.

"It must be in that little drawer!" she said quietly to herself, walked over to the nightstand next to Sarah's four-poster bed, and slowly pulled out the drawer.

That's right! Among a multitude of other small devices, the purpose of which wasn't immediately clear to her, she found the artificial penis that Sarah had inserted into herself the previous night, moaning with pleasure, while she was simultaneously riding Mario's cock. She examined the firm, yet somehow soft object in her hand in awe. In fact, it was almost identical to Harold's penis, though not quite as thick. Even small details, like the prominent veins and the ring of soft skin around the glans, were deceptively realistic!

Curiously, she wrapped her lips around the artificial glans to gently explore it. With the tip of her tongue, she even felt the replica of the small urethral opening and imagined body-warm cum being ejected from it. The thought of this sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. She noticed how she was getting wetter and wetter and the blood was beginning to pool in her vulva. Still with the dildo between her lips, Michelle sank down onto Sarah's four-poster bed. Images of the past few days flashed before her inner eye. Sarah's labia, from which a drop of her delicious love juice cascaded directly onto her lips, Mario, the shy pizza delivery boy who had made her a woman, Harold, whose delicious juice she had milked with her mouth in the shower and who had nearly fucked the life out of her just a few hours earlier.

Michelle could have actually lain back and fallen asleep, deeply satisfied and relaxed. She couldn't explain to herself why, since yesterday, she'd been thinking about nothing but sex. However, this didn't make her feel guilty at all, because since yesterday she'd also known that she couldn't imagine anything more beautiful. However, the memories of her experiences completely stirred her up, fueling her eroticized thoughts and thus further fueling her desire. What was wrong with giving free rein to this desire and using this synthetic cock that felt so real in her mouth and in her hands?

In joyful anticipation of the impending satisfaction of her desire, she pulled her knees up to her chest and spread her thighs as far as she could.

"Come on fuck me, you horny cock!" she said to the lifelike replica in her hand.

She placed a gentle kiss on the head of her silicone lover, let the tip slide down towards her centre of lust, through the gap between her breasts, and over her belly button. When she reached her vulva, she moaned as she pulled the dildo over her moist labia, spreading her secretions over the entire length of the masculine object until it was completely coated with her natural lubricant and lay glistening in her hand in the faint glow of the moonlight.

She placed the tip of the dildo precisely at her entrance and recalled the image of Harold kneeling between her thighs, preparing to penetrate her. Harold's image, however, blurred before her eyes, only to be immediately replaced by Mario, who was now about to insert his powerful cock into her. But even his face wasn't capable of inspiring Michelle's erotic imagination. She searched her memories for the right image, when suddenly it began to appear more and more clearly before her inner eye, until she suddenly became aware of who she longed to be taken by.

Rick! Suddenly, she had him so clearly in front of her eyes, as if he were real. Rick, her dance partner from dance school, with whom she had actually been deeply in love, until the moment he had shoved one of his hands under her T-shirt. In shock, she had slapped him when he touched her breast, abruptly ending their love affair before it had even a chance to really begin. But now, in this moment, that relationship was no longer over, for Rick was kneeling before her, holding his erect penis in his hand, its head already positioned at the entrance to her paradise.

But she didn't long to be fucked hard like Harold had done to her. What she longed for was tenderness, a soulful fusion, a sensitive increase of pleasure that would culminate in a shared climax.

"Yes, Rick, come! Please make love to me!" she begged into the darkness, parting her moist labia with her imaginary lover and letting the head of the penis plunge a good hand's width into her moist canal. Slowly, she pulled it back out to the base. Once again, she pressed the silicone a little deeper, only to tenderly withdraw it again. Over and over again, she repeated the game with the glans, allowing it to penetrate only a little at a time.

"You needn't be shy, Rick, you can fuck me deeper. You won't hurt me. Just keep it slow but deep. Come on, push! Yeah, thats exactly how I'd like to feel you inside me!" she whispered to her imaginary lover.

Moaning loudly, Michelle drove the mighty dildo almost all the way in, barely able to grasp the end. She was so immersed in her fantasy that it felt not only in her vagina, but also in her heart, as if it were actually Rick who had penetrated her with his hard cock.

"Yes, Rick, that's a good boy! Work that hot dick into me nice and slow - ooh - back and forth, feed this pussy your awesome cock - ah - all of it's length, baby. Mmm, yeah, there you go!"

Just as slowly as she had inserted it, she pulled it out again, wondering how this dirty talk came to her mind but enjoying it all the same. She felt the friction against her walls and involuntarily tensed her pelvic floor to savor the intensity of the sensation even more. Again and again, she pushed the dildo in all the way, only to slowly pull it out almost completely. The feeling inside her was so incredibly beautiful, so wonderful, to finally be united with her Rick, whom she had so harshly rejected, only to now grant him the longed-for access to her paradise. She was alone with herself and Rick. No one to consider, and no one who could disturb her, no one to complain about her whines of pleasure. So she gave free rein to her desire and increased the frequency with which she penetrated herself.

"Yessss! Come on, fuck me Rick! Give it to me, yeaaah! Shoot your cum inside my pussy whenever you like! Yesssss, ooooh Rick, you're doing so well! Yesssss, come on, keep fucking me, oh my God, yessss!"

The orgasm came faster and more violently than expected. Michelle's muscular tube almost spasmed around the dildo, which now rested deep within her, filling her almost completely.

"I love you, Rick!" Michelle whispered into the solitude of the night, turned onto her side, curled into a fetal crouch, and began to cry heartbreakingly. Only now did she awaken from her erotic dream world. Only now did she realize what a huge mistake she had made in rejecting Rick. Only now could she admit to herself that she still loved Rick with all her heart. Endless tears streamed down her face, tears of sadness, grief, and despair, soaking the bedsheets. She lay like that for half an eternity in her sadness until a leaden tiredness took hold of her. She didn't even notice the tender hand carefully pulling the dildo out of her, long after sleep had overcome her.

To be continued...

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