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It was just the three of us now. Eden could not see me, but I saw her just fine. In fact, I could see most all of her. She was in full presentation mode, flat on her back on the bed, in her birthday suit. Her skin was glowing all over. The pillow under her rear was thick, firm, and it elevated her. Eden was aimed right at me. Her legs could not have spread further apart. Her knees were bent up and rotated out, her heels resting on the edge of the mattress. Eden’s legs were limp, their muscles cooked just past al dente, mostly useless as the consequence of all those orgasms in a row. Her entire body seemed limp.

Her pussy stared back at me, shaved smooth except for the thin landing strip. The lips were puffy and a bit red, slathered with her juices and all that drool left by our efforts, Aspen and me. Heck, we had spread that mess all over her thighs and up her belly, so her skin glittered in the sun coming through the window. She had soaked that pillow.

Blonde Eden had what they used to call an hourglass figure. Voluptuous. Soft. She favored makeup, which we had kinda disturbed. Eden could have been a Ruben model or a 1950’s movie star named Mansfield or Monroe. Her hips and legs rounded, no ribs visible, and large vibrating breasts leaning out just a bit. And she was still excited. Her nipples looked like they could cut glass. Her skin had not a hint of tan, bright in the sunlight, and a fine background for the few tats she had chosen that were all colors. Small cartoon figures, playful and smiling.

Oh yeah, Eden was still excited. From what I had seen, her first orgasm had not come easily, but once the dam broke she just couldn’t stop. Many more followed. Aspen and I each had our turn with our faces between her thighs, hands, fingers, tongues fast at work, or slow, light, and teasing, a few fingers deep inside, fast and hard or gently pressing that on switch on the inside. Her body had been twisted into spams of pleasure with each climax, her hands mashing her breasts or pulling our faces into her, legs in the air or crushing our heads with her thighs. The noises were amazing. She once almost coiled up and sprang off the bed. Now, she glowed on the bed. She was totally limp, moaning softly with each breath, eyes closed, drooling a bit.

I watched her deep breathing. Aspen was kneeling over her, with her legs spread over Eden’s shoulders, her pussy hovering, just brushing Eden’s lips, facing me as I stood at the foot of the bed, between Eden’s legs. That’s why Eden couldn’t see me, even if her eyes had been open. And that little tease Aspen was slowly torturing Eden. She’d pinch one of Eden’s erect nipples just to watch the girl twitch. Or she would hold a nipple between her thumb and finger, using a third finger to softly abrade the tip of that nipple until Eden launched into yet another body wide spasm. I shouldn’t talk, though….I was doing the same with my thumb and Eden’s clitoris. Meanwhile, whenever the two of us stopped, Eden could do herself by clenching and relaxing the muscles of her pussy. This too was fun to watch. Open, close…open, close.

Aspen of course was also very naked. Her body was the counter to Eden’s soft curves. Brunette, petit, lean, Aspen was not soft. She looked the athlete, with long defined muscles, tanned skin with bikini white highlighting her small, perfectly shaped breasts and lovely genitals. Shaved. Where Eden was a classic beauty, Aspen was a cutie. Aspen had the six-pack belly and actual ribs. And that smile….. She liked to be on top.

Aspen, resting her pussy over Eden’s mouth and enjoying the occasional lick, was also on the plateau that followed her own multiple orgasms, where even a tiny stimulus like this put her into writhing mode. And she was also facing me in full view. When she leaned forward my hand reached her breast, and I could trigger her with one nipple, too. So she leaned forward, pressing her clit into Eden’s tongue, and so I could reach her. Soft voices from both ladies encouraged us.

Biding my time, I stood at the foot of the bed, between Eden’s legs, enjoying the view, with one hand on Aspen’s breast and the other using the tip of my eager cock like a brush, painting Eden’s soft, hot, slippery pussy lips. Somehow this got me kinda hot, too. I figured there was only one thing to do under these circumstances…

6:00 AM that morning… The day for me started inauspiciously. I certainly never anticipated anything unusual. I awoke before dawn. For some

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