As wonderful as the orgasm which shook Victoria to her core was, it wasn't the orgasm she really wanted. The one she was looking forward to, the one she needed, was the one which would be caused by Paul's erect penis filling her divinely. Orgasms were always pleasant, always wonderful, but it was only this sense of being fulfilled, having a penis inside her that really inspired the most wonderful and transcendent of little deaths.
Paul continued to lap gently until Victoria moved away from him. She rested a little while; doing nothing, as Emily replaced her; lowering her pussy onto Paul's face. Paul took up the renewed challenge with equal gusto and he worked Emily as skilfully as he had worked Victoria.
When she had recovered fully, Victoria stroked a hand across Paul's tummy and slid it down to his groin. Paul moaned slightly and his licking and sucking grew in intensity. Victoria tickled his pubic hair again and then wrapped her hand gently around his still rigid penis. She rubbed it up and down with infinite care, slipping her hand up and over the head of his glans. Paul gasped and groaned loudly and, for a moment, thought he was about to come explosively, but it didn't quite happen and his tense body relaxed again and he whimpered pathetically. Emily pushed her groin down into his face to remind him he had work to do.
More than merely desperate now, Paul worked to get Emily off as quickly as possible to bring his own turn all the closer. Victoria aided him by abandoning his penis and stroking her hands across Emily's breasts and pulling her into another passionate kiss. Emily wasn't long in arriving at her own little death and she squeaked and panted as it rocked her. Paul lapped up the juices that flowed freely and was filled with anticipation for his own orgasm which could not now be far off. Victoria held Emily in a hug and continued to kiss her, more in tenderness and affection than passion, until Emily felt strong enough to dismount Paul's face and kneel on the bed again. Both girls were flushed and smiling and they managed to summon the strength to wink at each other happily.
"I don't know about you" said Victoria "But I need a shower."
"Me too" said Emily.
"What about me?" said Paul suddenly afraid he was going to be left unsatisfied.
"You're not going anywhere, are you?" asked Victoria giving his erection a careful wiggle.
"No, but, I need... please... before you go, it won't take long, I promise" Paul said, his voice full of desperate pleading.
"Patience, darling" said Victoria.
"We'll be back" said Emily.
The two girls climbed off the bed and headed to the door. Paul turned his miserable head to watch them go. Their beautiful young bodies disappeared from his view as they left the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. He groaned and slumped back on the bed, wondering how long they were going to be, and how long they were going to tease him when they got back.
He heard the shower turn on, and then he heard Victoria and Emily giggling loudly to each other. He imagined them stood close together under the steaming water, soaping each others naked bodies. He groaned again and his penis twitched with desire. He realised that this was the essential difference between fantasy and reality. In his fantasies he was in control, and he used them to get himself to a sufficient state of excitement that his release would be blissful. They went on no longer than necessary to achieve his own selfish erotic needs. In reality it was different, he was no longer in control, and the teasing went on and on, far beyond the point he was ready to release. Not that it wasn't fun - it was. But he'd kill for an orgasm right now and the sounds of the girls' naughty rude gigglings in the bathroom were not helping him one bit. He lifted his head slightly to peer down his body at his engorged penis. It was as rigid as it had even been and it ached at the effort of remaining erect for so long. Coupled with that was the ache in his balls, tired from the strain of being on the verge of shooting all this time, but not quite being allowed to release. He dropped his head back again with a groan. In future he'd keep his fantasies to himself, except possibly the one where he had Victoria and Emily tied down at his mercy. At least in that one he'd be in control.
He turned his head as he heard a slight noise at the door. He could still hear Victoria and Emily playing in the shower so he knew it didn't signal their return and he was surprised to see Alison poke her head through the door.
"Oh!" she said "Are you okay?"
"Come in! Quick!" said Paul.
Alison took a quick look round towards the bathroom and then hurried into the room closing the door quietly behind her.
"How's it going?" she asked, staring at Paul's monumental erection.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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