Insatiable Sisters
written by:
Thesandman

Insatiable Sisters

Grocery shopping wasn't one of my favorite things to do, but like anyone recently divorced and in their early fifties, it became a weekly past time and got me out of the house once a week at least.

I wasn't really dating either. Not that I wasn't trying, but I think there's some sort of unwritten rule of the universe that says a man recently divorced less than a year is either too needy, or someone that is unapproachable until a proper period of availability is achieved. Whatever the hell that is. So around the office at least, I was "the guy who just got divorced," as I was often whispered about by the few available single females, most of which were all considerably younger than I was anyway. I was half tempted to legally change my name from Brian, to Divorced Guy, just so people could at least address me directly. But even that wouldn't have helped much under the circumstances. Being fifty, even if I was still in reasonably good shape and didn't really look fifty in many respects, it still didn't give me a lot of dating options, especially as I wasn't the going out to the clubs or the bar scene type either.

I'd just about finished up with my weekly shop, heading over to the meat counter to treat myself to my one real decadence, which was a nice thick steak. As I walked up to the counter, there was a very attractive looking woman standing there ahead of me, the look on her face told me she was indecisive about what it was she wanted to order, along with the butcher's, who'd given me an apologetic look briefly before turning back to the good-looking brunette as she stood trying to decide between some thick cut pork chops or a pork roast.

"If you're out to impress him, go for the roast," I told her smiling as she glanced up with a somewhat startled look on her face, though she immediately returned the smile.

"No him to impress," she said simply, still smiling. "Just cooking something for my sister and me," she informed me.

"In that case, go with the chops. They're easier and honestly more flavorful if you barbeque them correctly," I added. Even the butcher agreed with me on that one.

"Not so bad in the kitchen, but lousy at trying to barbeque."

"I bet you're not bad in the bedroom either," I thought silently to myself, giving her the once over as I stood talking to her about chops, realizing as I stood there that my hormones were working overtime, it had after all been a while, but it had also been a while since I'd allowed even the simplest of fantasies to run free like they were now, and I had every intention of allowing them to do so. After all, I was just thinking, I wasn't doing or even suggesting it, until she did in a rather odd way.

"You cook?" she asked.

"Not in the kitchen really," I answered back, once again the words in my head saying something else. "But I do fire up a mean barbeque, and I'd be more than happy to show you how to prepare those," I then added, surprised at my own boldness, though totally expecting a "That's nice of you to offer, but no thanks," sort of a response. I mean after all, we were two total strangers who didn't even know one another's names yet, let alone anything else. To my surprise however, she didn't say "no", though she hadn't said anything else to me either, just standing there looking at me curiously.

"You mind if my sister came with me?" she asked now surprising me with her own boldness, though I took her sister coming along as some sort of safety in numbers sort of a thing, which I certainly couldn't blame her for either."

"The more the merrier," I answered back, even more surprised that the two of us were actually discussing this, and still not knowing one another's names. "And by the way, my names Brian," I said offering her my hand, which she took shaking it.

"Myra," she answered back introducing herself. "And my sister's name is Mattie," she added to that. "And she's going to think I'm crazy accepting an offer for dinner from a man I just met at the meat counter, but ever since my divorce all I've done is sit around the house cooking or cleaning, so I don't mind surprising her and showing her that I can meet someone on my own without hanging out on a bar stool all night feeling like one of these pieces of meat here."

"I know what you mean, I'm recently divorced myself," though wishing I hadn't said it the moment I did, especially when I caught that knowing look for her, confirming her suspicions.

"Thought you might be," she stated with a hint of a smile turning one corner of those gorgeous full lips of hers. "You sort of had that look about you," she included, "and...you're obviously shopping for one. Only a single or divorced man buys one single baking potato," she said eyeing my grocery cart.

"Ah, I'll have to remember that and buy two next time," I said grinning broadly now, actually feeling my face redden just a little. "So, you're serious? You'll really let me cook dinner for you and your sister?" I asked half expecting her to have changed her mind suddenly now that she had a minute to think about it.

"Sure, why not? As long as you let me prepare something to go with it, you cook the meat, and Mattie and I will do the rest."

"Well, that sounds like a plan then, only one more question remains, your place...or mine?"

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As we stood in line to check out together, we decided it might be prudent to get to know one another a little better, doing so over a cappuccino in the coffee shop next door. I learned that since her divorce she'd been living with her sister who was a little over a year older than she was. Her sister had never married, though she had been engaged twice. Mattie as I further learned was a business professional, more married to her work than willing to settle down and become some guy's wife, for the moment at least anyway. But even as she told me about her, as well as about herself, it was Myra that I was truly interested in and curious about. She told me she would soon be turning forty-four, she had no children as she hadn't been able to have any, nor did I as I had become sterile due to a childhood disease early on, though it was years before I'd discovered that. As she spoke, I sat there admiring her shoulder length hair, the fullness of her lips, and of course the fullness of her breasts though they were demurely concealed beneath the sweater and jacket she was wearing. Myra had the deepest brown eyes I'd ever seen too, almost black if you caught them just right, giving her a real sultry look that was enhanced by her olive complexion, a mixture perhaps of Spanish decent somewhere in her background as exotic as she looked to me.

But I honestly had to admit, it was her smile and friendly carefree attitude that was the most disarming about her. Obviously she'd already proven her boldness and sense of adventure by agreeing to let me cook, or rather barbeque the pork chops for her, and though we'd initially started out with her coming over to my place, we soon amended that to my coming over to her and her sister's place instead, since she felt Mattie would be more inclined to go along with her recklessness as long as it was on their home court, and not on mine the first time. Luckily, they did own a barbeque, though she said they rarely if ever used it.

We next decided on my coming over on Saturday early evening, giving her a day in between to soften her sister up to the idea of a strange man coming over for dinner, though I also made her promise to call me and let me know if her sister would prefer meeting me over coffee someplace first before agreeing to it, which she said she would.

I was surprised when I did in fact receive a call from Mattie herself later on that same evening, chatting with me briefly, asking a few pointed, but probably very necessary questions before agreeing to my coming over on Saturday. She had indeed seemed pleasant enough, though nowhere's near having the bubbly personality I thought Myra had, but under the circumstances, I fully understood where she was coming from.

I arrived with the chops and two bottles of a nice light white wine to go with them, wondering only upon my arrival if they even drank wine, realizing I still knew very little about either one of them, though nervously excited that I was actually standing on their doorstep about to cook dinner for the three of us. And though Myra and I certainly wouldn't be alone or anything, it had been several months since I'd even been out with anyone, so spending it with Myra, even if her sister was there and chaperoning us after a fashion, still wasn't half bad either.

What I hadn't expected, or even really thought about, was how attractive Myra's sister would be too. Perhaps it had something to do with my perception of her as Myra had described her sister's personality and business, more than her personal self. And because of that, I had mentally painted an entirely different picture of her than the one that soon greeted me at the door.

"Brian? Hi...I'm Mattie," she said taking my hand. "Please come in," she said cordially in greeting, though her smile was just as beautiful as her sister's was, and for being the older sister, even if it was only a little over a year older, to be perfectly honest, she looked the younger between them, though I later chalked that up to how divorce can age anyone more quickly, especially after seeing photos of the two sister's together when they looked more like identical twins of the same age rather than being born over a year apart. "So...you make it a habit of picking up women at the grocery store?" she asked.

At least she was smiling when she said it, though I could also see in those same dark eyes that she was half serious about it when she asked.

"Not generally no," I said smiling back trying to maintain my boyish charm which was one of the few things I felt I still had going for me, aside from a full head of dark hair that held only a touch of gray at the temples. "Usually I prefer hanging out in front of the beauty parlors, and picking up women that way."

For a moment she actually wondered if I was being serious, but then I smiled at her with my eyes, turning on that old boyish charm of mine, and seeing her smile back with her own, adding a bit of color to her cheeks as she did. "Ah, that way you get to see us at our best," she actually did grin then.

"And their worst too!" I told her, "When they first go in, that way I have a much better idea of how they really look."

"In the morning no doubt, afterwards..." Mattie said surprising me a little with her candor, though by now we'd arrived in the kitchen area where Myra was just finishing up with the prepared salad she'd created, saving me an awkward response.

"So, Mattie...like I said, he certainly doesn't look like any sort of serial killer, or a rapist now does he?"

I was a little taken aback by that, though I shouldn't have been too surprised by her comment either. I'm sure they'd had a pretty lively discussion once Myra had informed her by saying "Guess who's coming to dinner?"

"Well Myra, it's still early yet," Mattie said straight-faced. "But I'm also willing to hold judgment until I see how well he can barbeque pork chops."

Thankfully after the initial awkwardness of first meeting, things seemed to settle down quite rapidly after that, and I actually found Mattie to be as good-natured in a totally different way than her sister was. She was perhaps a bit more cautious, but there was nothing wrong with her being like that either, and was a good ying for Myra's yang as it were.

And even as I stood outside on their nice private little patio deck barbequing the chops, I could hear, though not quite make out their animated chatter coming from the kitchen area. Hearing the occasional giggles and laughter was at least reassuring, though I of course wondered if they were laughing at me at times, double checking to ensure my zipper wasn't down, or that my shirttail wasn't out, or that I didn't have something stuck between my teeth. Once I had reassured myself that I was putting my best foot forward, all I could hope for after that, was that I was at least making a reasonably good impression on the two of them and held to the promise I had made myself to behave, watch my language, and under no circumstances make any unwarranted advances. Though doing that with Mattie hovering close-by all the time, would have been near to impossible for me to do anyway.

And not that I didn't think about it, or was occasionally reminded either, I couldn't help but be. Myra looked far different than how I'd first met her. For starters, she was wearing a nice pair of form fitting white jeans that molded her near perfect ass, with a fairly low cut red blouse that hinted at the smoothness of her full breasts concealed beneath it, further teasing me a time or two as she leaned forward refilling our drinks or setting things out on the table. And in doing so, giving me an even better look at her supple curves, allowing my mind to wander briefly, though I again admonished myself and usually averted my eyes before getting myself caught while looking, though I am pretty sure Mattie once did catch me looking a bit longer than I should have as I turned catching her eyes while she'd been watching me.

#

Luckily for me, the chops were perfect, as was everything else the two girls had prepared. We enjoyed our dinner together, got to know one another even better while we ate, and eventually became more and more comfortable around one another, laughing, even flirting, though mildly, though I began to wonder if the wine wasn't having something to do with that.

Even with the dinner, I could still feel a small buzz inside my head as we polished off the second bottle of wine. And it was also obvious, so were the girls as they both admitted to not usually drinking quite as much as we all had, yet just as quickly suggesting that we retire inside the house, make ourselves even more comfortable, and open another bottle of wine as we continued on the evening together.

While Mattie uncorked the wine, Myra put on some music and began swaying to it almost erotically so while she did. Mattie soon joined her sister there in the middle of the living room floor, treating me to an unexpected floor show as I sat watching the two of them dance, enjoying it immensely in fact until I felt the unwanted and unexpected arousal suddenly pressing against the front of my pants. At least I was sitting down, sipping my wine, though now I was trying very hard not to look at the suggestive gyrations I was seeing, which were of course next to impossible.

"Come...dance," Myra said holding her hands out to me.

Her first word spoken was bad enough as my mind had been elsewhere at the time anyway, but when she said the word "dance", I almost spit out my wine, glad I had merely taken a small sip before answering.

"I'm not a very good dancer," I lied, actually enjoying it whenever I did, but unfortunately, now was not the time or the place, especially with the beginnings of an erection that I was desperately trying to avoid getting fully.

"Maybe I was wrong after all," Mattie said looking over towards me. "Serial killers and rapists don't and won't dance, so maybe you really are one after all," she said smiling, though once again she did so with that smile that hinted at a bit of serious concern behind it.

"I didn't say I didn't like to dance, I'm just not very good at it," I amended my last statement, though digging myself in a hole as I did so.

"Well then?" Mattie said holding out her arms towards me just as Myra continued to do, coaxing me to get up, though they soon after came over and took my own arms, forcing me to stand up.

"Shit!" I said silently, feeling the tightness of my pants when I did, though grateful that neither one of them happened to be looking down in that area at the time as I stood, though that became a mute point a second later as Myra folded my arms around her as I stood swaying with her to the beat of the music, making it even worse when Mattie stepped behind me now doing the same.

I felt my erection pressing against Myra's ass, though I tried very hard to keep it from doing so, which again became next to impossible as Mattie pressed the three of us together, the feel of her breasts mashed against my back, causing my erection to firm even more so.

What surprised me at this point, was when I felt Myra actually grinding herself back against me, there was no mistaking the movement, nor the contact. The press of her firm ass against the hardness of my shaft could not be mistaken, nor misinterpreted in any way. And as though to confirm this confusion of mind as I continued to sway with her and her sister, in what was becoming a very erotic, if not nearly obscene dance at this point, was the sudden placement of her hands upon mine, now lifting, replacing them over each of her firm full breasts.

"Surprised?" she half moaned pleasurably, moving my hands upon herself, then releasing them allowing me to continue the gentle caress of her magnificent tits all on my own.

"Surprised isn't the word I'd exactly use at the moment," I mouthed against the nape of her neck, though it was the word I would have used a second after that as I then felt Mattie's hand suddenly reach around in front, and begin to methodically caress the hard firm erection between my legs.

"Hmmm," Mattie moaned still pressing herself against me, the feel of tits in my hands, the sensation of her breasts rubbing against my back soon had my head swimming with lustful desire and pleasure.

"Holy shit!" I expressed, "You two are driving me insane, you do know that yes?"

"You like what we're doing then?" Mattie giggled lustfully. "Does it shock you, or surprise you that we are?"

"Yes to both," I answered them both, "But you'd damn well better not stop now!" I added totally succumbing to the sensuality of the two women who had so wickedly seduced me. It was now obvious this was something they had planned and fully intended to do once Mattie had met me and had given Myra her approval, something I didn't learn until much later on. And there was much in addition to that which I learned later on as well.

When the particular song ended that we'd essentially been dry-humping ourselves to there on the living room floor, only then did Myra step out of our embrace, turning towards me, unbuttoning the elegant red blouse she was wearing. Likewise, Mattie began doing the same, shedding her own clothing with a sensual tease that had my prick leaking lubricant like someone had left the kitchen tap dripping.

"I have to admit, this was the last thing I would have ever expected," I told them as my eyes began to feast on delicately molded flesh, two pairs of breasts suddenly revealed, uniquely shaped, Myra's a bit fuller perhaps than Mattie's, each capped with a dollar sized dark pink nipple which stood out thick and well rounded from the tips of her breasts. Mattie's a somewhat lighter pink, more pointed and a bit more uplifted perhaps, with amazingly hard thick nipples which protruded from each breast invitingly.

Once they were both naked, they walked over and sat down on the couch beside one another across from me.

"Now it's your turn," Mattie said.

"Yeah, your turn to strip for us!" Myra agreed.

I felt a little self conscious about actually doing any sort of a strip tease, which to some extent is what they both wanted me to do, so I balked at it briefly until they said they'd give me something to watch while I did, and as long as I did, wanting me to take my time undressing just as they had both done for me. At that point Mattie spread her legs, lifting one onto the couch bent at the knee and she began playing with herself. Seeing this, Myra soon joined her, lifting and bending the opposite knee so that they now looked like a pair of matching decadent bookends as they sat playing with themselves. Seeing this made it a whole lot easier for me to stand there and slowly remove my own clothes while I watched them. When I was down to just my bikini briefs, Mattie told me to rub my cock through the material for them while I watched.

"Rub that hard cock for us," Mattie told me, "but do it through your boy panties," she called them.

I then did so. There was already a substantial dark spot in them already from the amount of lubrication I was leaking, but Myra drew me over closer to her, and delighted herself, as well as me...as she rubbed the head of my dick with her finger through the material, playing in the slick leakage which was coming through the material at this point quite easily.

"Oh yeah, give me some of that!" Mattie concurred, and soon joined Myra as they squeezed my prick still through the material, managing to get even more of my pre-fuck cum oozing through it, which they then applied to their hard swollen nipples with their fingers, teasing and pleasuring themselves even further.

It wasn't long after that, when Mattie decided it would be fun to try sucking and chewing on my hard dick through the material of my bikini briefs. And admittedly, it felt damn fucking good too, as she nipped at me, sucked on me, gathering in part of my swollen hard shaft into her mouth. Myra soon had a go at doing that herself, and I found myself hovering on the edge already because of it, surprised that this simple little act could get me as close as they had. I finally managed to fight them both off however, warning them how they'd gotten me too close as it was already, so they finally relented, though not before making me remove my briefs now revealing entirely my hard dripping prick which they still fought to reach for even after I'd told them I was too close already.

Relenting, I then knelt on the floor in front of them, and took short turns licking them both, now pleasuring the two of them as they continued to sit side by side on the couch. It was erotic as hell to look up, see the two of them playing with their own breasts as I sucked and flicked my tongue up their wet splits and against their equally hard little clits, though that is in fact a misnomer of sorts, as where Myra had the bigger breasts, Mattie in fact had a much larger, obviously noticeable clit in comparison to her sisters. In a way, as I sucked it, it was like sucking my own pinky finger as it was nearly that long when I skinned it back, much like pulling down a clit's foreskin, which in a way it was.

It was obviously very sensitive as well, as Mattie was soon bouncing around on the couch like a madwoman, thrashing and moaning whenever I took her clit in my mouth sucking it in almost the same fashion as she'd been doing to me.

"Myra! Pull on my tits sweetie...I'm gonna cum!"

It was the only time, and only thing I ever saw the two of them do that was even borderline insestual in nature. As Mattie leaned over towards Myra, making it far easier for her to hold her, and thus capture Mattie's tits in her hand playing with them, I continued licking, and now finger-fucking her pussy, easily locating her swollen "G" spot, and caressing that as I continued to flick and suck Mattie's clit. It didn't take long for her to explode, she'd obviously been hovering on the edge nearly as much as I had been.

"Oh yeah fuck! Right there! Right there!" she announced loudly, and then seconds after saying all that again, she did. Holding on to her with my mouth as Myra literally stretched her sister's nipples away from her breasts, pinching and pulling on them, Mattie screamed out her orgasm, as her pussy screamed out it's pleasure, suddenly filling my mouth with the sweetness of her frothy creamy nectar, that amazed me with the volume she'd produced as it honestly flowed into my mouth.

When Mattie collapsed trying to collect herself, I soon after leaned over and began gingerly playing with Myra's pussy, which she held open with her own hands, exposing her much smaller clit, which I now tickled rapidly with the tip of my tongue, causing her to squeal delightedly. Hearing and seeing this, Mattie now began caressing her sister's breasts in much the same way Myra had done to her.

"Oh yeah, lick it baby, lick it!" Myra urged me unnecessarily, which I continued to do until she too announced to us both that she was about to climax. If I thought Mattie produced a lot of juice, it was nothing in comparison to the amount, or the way that Myra did when she came. Though hers was definitely more of a liquid squirt that suddenly streamed from her pussy, erupting in a spray that actually bathed my entire face for a moment, forcing me to sit back in surprise with the quantify of it as she did so. Fascinated however, just kneeling there watching this little streamer of almost perfectly clear liquid shooting up in the air and splashing against me, I quickly pressed my mouth back upon her, drinking her in though her female ejaculate had by this time greatly diminished, though her orgasm certainly didn't seem to do so.

"Time to fuck!" Mattie exclaimed without any further preamble, suddenly standing, taking Myra by the hand as she did, and pulling her up off the couch. "Let's go get comfy," she added, and then led her sister back into the bedroom while I followed behind, my own still very stiff prick leading the way.

I was still a little unsure as to how we were going to go about doing all this, but as I was beginning to realize, Mattie was indeed the leader of the two, which Myra seemed to prefer her doing, going along with just about anything and everything her sister suggested.

"Lay on top of me sis," Mattie told her as she planted herself face down on the bed. Without questioning her, Myra climbed on top of her sister, presenting me with a pair of wet pink cunts piled on top of one another.

"Go ahead Brian, have at us!" Mattie told me.

I felt like a kid in a candy store, but told he could enjoy each, which I immediately began doing. And I couldn't have missed if I'd tried. Myra's cunt was so sloppy wet that the moment I placed the head of my prick near it, she seemed to latch onto it, drawing it inside her. I slid inside her, the feel of her silky softness suddenly enveloping me entirely, the heat of Myra's cunt already threatening to milk the fluid from my shaft, and I hadn't even plunged inside her sister's sweet cunt as yet!

Somehow I managed it however, thrusting briefly for only a few short strokes inside Myra's pussy, reluctantly retreating, but then surging ahead as I slid just as easily, and just as powerfully into Mattie's equally wet sticky, slippery cunt.

"Oh fuck yeah!" she moaned loudly when I did. "Fuck us Brian! Fuck us!"

This was indeed a first for me in so many ways. For starters, I'd never fucked two women simultaneously before, which was amazing enough, but surprisingly, in all the years, I had never had intercourse with someone fully laying down on their tummy either. I'd certainly done it "doggy style" of course, but was amazed at the difference in sensation that so simple of a change in position could produce, though I am sure having the visual of the two girls lying atop one another had something to do with that as well.

"Now Myra!" Mattie instructed, once again taking charge, as though sensing or feeling my own pleasure, knowing how quickly and close I was getting to the edge that I'd almost super-humanly managed to keep away from. "That's it Brian, pound my sister's cunt with your cock!" she demanded, turning her head looking back towards me, one hand now down between her own legs as she frigged herself watching me doing just that.

"Fuck, I don't think I can hold out much longer," I informed them both, already the sensation of climax starting to seize control of my shaft, the pleasure too great, too intense to ignore or control any longer.

"Go ahead Brian," Myra now joined, "cum for us, shoot your spunk all over us, let us feel it when you do!"

Just hearing her words triggered it, if I'd had any more control, it evaporated with the sudden image of me doing just that. And in fact, it was almost like having an out of body experience as I felt the first powerful surge of my ejaculate race up the length of my shaft. Pulling myself out of Myra's cunt, I grabbed my cock merely holding it for a moment, trying as I might even then to delay the inevitable, but it soon came, as I did, the first glorious spurt of my semen skyrocketing into the air, shooting well over the two of them, splashing against the headboard. Re-aiming myself quickly however, I watched as the two girls now separated, as though having choreographed the move as Myra rolled off to the right on her back, and Mattie rolling to the left onto hers. The maneuver coming just in time to catch the next several squirts of my spunk as I did indeed watch it landing upon the two of them, hitting breasts, bellies, and finally cunts as I finished milking out the last of my almost too intense ecstasy.

#

I soon after collapsed between the two women, satiated beyond my wildest imagination, I was merely content to just lay there basking in the afterglow of my pleasure, just as the two of them had been. But if I thought the evening to be drawing to a close, I was gladly mistaken. Though initially feeling movement, I remained laying on my back eyes closed. Moments later I felt the softest tickle of a mouth surrounding me, almost embarrassingly so as my prick had now gone completely soft, less than one quarter of its aroused size in fact, which Mattie easily surrounded with her mouth and lips. It was for me, an interesting sensation, though still somewhat sensitive, the way she mouthed me, was just light enough, and soft enough, to be pleasurable to me in a whole new way.

What I soon discovered was that Mattie was in no hurry to get me hard again yet either. She seemed to take delight in sucking me, again ever so softly, that my prick began enjoying her ministrations in such a soft lazy way, and decided to remain so for the moment at least.

Myra had gotten up off the bed, and I thought her to have gone into the bath to freshen up, which is what I am sure she must have done while there, though she soon after returned with a bowel of hot soapy water, towels and a wash cloth. Seeing her, I now expected to be given a cleansing as well, but was once again surprised, and certainly confused when she began giving my feet a complete and thorough wash. Though curious, I didn't ask her what she was doing, or why. It felt good, as everything was still feeling at this point, including Mattie's mouth that continued to work its soothing magic on my still very limp prick.

When she had completely washed my feet, I expected her to continue on doing so, but the next thing I felt was something totally unexpected, and once again something I would have never imagined ever doing in a million years.

#

I sensed more than saw Myra's movement, Mattie was effectively blocking my view at the moment, though my eyes also remained closed as I continued to enjoy the pleasurable softness of Mattie's mouth as she continued to slow-suck me into a relaxed lazy euphoria. The next thing I knew, Myra had repositioned herself on my foot, the press of my toes against her wet passage suddenly alerting me to what it was she was attempting to do.

Now I sat up, eyes wide open looking over towards her. As I did, Mattie released me as well, quickly slithering down the bed where she now placed herself gently over my other foot. I couldn't honestly believe my eyes for the moment as both women obviously intended on fucking my feet!

"Holy shit!" I actually exclaimed looking at the two of them, each facing one another, my toes easily slipping inside first Myra's, and then Mattie's cunts. I had heard and seen on video and pictures what was termed as "fist-fucking" of course, but had never seen anything like this. As they squirmed pleasurably upon my feet, soon somehow managing to get most of my toes inside themselves, they began riding my feet, slowly working themselves up and down, the slippery passage of their delicious cunts now caressing my feet, which I found amazingly pleasurable much to my surprise.

"Feel good?" Mattie asked.

"Yeah, it does actually," I admitted, half sitting, laying there watching them as they continued on with their somewhat bizarre little foot-fuck-fest. I then wiggled my toes, receiving a pleased look of pleasure from each of them, continued to do so, even though my toes were being pressed tightly together inside each of their respective wet slippery passages. The girls continued to watch one another as well, caressing and fondling their own breasts and occasionally one another's. Where my prick had been soft and flaccid, it had once again risen to full size, throbbing now with renewed desire and excitement.

"He's all nice and hard again for us," Myra said speaking to her sister though she now eyed my cock, which was indeed bouncing all on its own with aroused interest.

"Don't!" Mattie told me when I reached down to caress myself. "As soon as we're done here," she said smiling, "We'll give you a foot-treat ourselves!"

Once again, I had seen that in a few videos, but had never experienced it myself, nor did I think I would find it all that pleasurable to do either. But now as the girls truly began to reach their orgasmic pleasures, I couldn't help but wonder as the juice from their respective cunts once again began to coat my feet, bathing my toes in this delicious creamy warmth as they both came.

It was again a rather odd positioning on the bed. "Spread your legs as far apart as your comfortable doing," Mattie instructed, which I did as the two girls then positioned themselves side by side, their feet now coming into contact with my prick. I was indeed delighted much to my continued surprise and pleasure, as their toes began to fondle, tease and caress my prick with great tender care. I had no idea, let alone the expectation of how something like this could even remotely feel pleasurable, yet...it did!

"Feel good?"

"Unbelievable!" I had answered, honestly enjoying it as Mattie's toes tickled, stroked, and even slightly pinched the head of my dick while Myra somehow managed to work her big toe along the base of my shaft, and occasionally my balls, somehow stroking me, or caressing me simultaneously while her sister did the same to the head of my prick. It felt to some extent the way their mouths had when they had nipped and licked me simultaneously with their tongues.

They took their time, which was a long drawn out pleasure I suddenly found myself not wanting to end, but the inevitable eventually arrived, the sensation of orgasm quickly approaching, which they smiled at seeing and feeling as I moaned audibly alerting them both to that fact. Mattie's toes now worked the supersensitive head of my prick, Myra's continuing to jack my shaft up and down, the force of my ejaculate exploding wildly from the head of my cock, the spray of juice shooting upward, then falling back to bathe their feet and toes as they continued pumping out geyser after geyser of my hot sticky cum cream.

"That was fucking incredible!" I announced once I had managed to gather my wits about me. "You two are the most amazing women I have ever known!" I added honestly meaning it.

"So, we're not too quirky or too kinky for you?" Mattie asked.

"Quirky maybe, kinky no," I teased back. "But I also have to admit, the two of you had me pretty fooled, at least Myra did when I first met her at the store, I don't think I've ever met two women as sexy, or as insatiable as the two of you are!"

"Well, you haven't even seen Kinky yet!" Mattie said now crawling up towards me.

"But you do have the insatiable part right!" Myra added now joining her sister on the other side where I continued to lay. "And as soon as we get you all nice and hard again, we're going to show you how to do the pussy press, with your cock sandwiched between the two of us," she then informed me. "How's that sound?"

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I think moving in with the girls was the best decision of my entire life. In the months since I had, I don't think there was a single night that went by when I wasn't with at least one of them, and usually both. And interestingly enough, I've managed to lose a bit of weight, even though I eat like a horse! The girls are still every bit as insatiable as they were that first night we spent together, but I can honestly say now...so am I.

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