A Sunday Shifted into Overdrive

She freezes, eyes wide, and snaps, “Get off me – now!” But I don’t budge, holding her tight, starting slow. She fights it for a second, then her body betrays her – her hips tilt up, meeting me. Her protests fade into bitten lips and shut eyes, a moan escaping every time I hit deep. I pick up the pace, spreading her wider, pounding until she’s clawing the table, pinching her own nipples, lost in it. I feel the buildup in my gut, and with a final slam, I unload – hot and heavy inside her. She cries out, shaking, and I know she’s there too.

I collapse onto her, both of us panting, slick with sweat. Her eyes meet mine, and she grins – she’s good with it now. I’m smug as hell, thinking this day’s turned around, when a voice behind me growls, “You absolute jackass! I hate you!” It’s Lisa, my girlfriend, back early from her trip. My heart stops – I’m still inside Sarah, no denying this. “Lisa, I – ”

She cuts me off, storming over and perching on the table, glaring. “I spent the whole drive imagining us tearing into each other, and this is what I get? I even stopped to change into this skirt – no panties, ready for you to jump me at the door. Instead, you’re balls deep in some chick!” Her eyes lock on where Sarah and I are still tangled, and I notice a flicker – she’s mad, but she’s also… into it?

I slide out slow, letting Lisa see everything – Sarah’s flushed and dripping, my mess leaking out. Lisa’s breath hitches, her glare softening into something hungrier. “Fine,” she says, voice tight. “I get why you caved – she’s hot, and you’re a dog when you’re worked up. But I was ready to pounce, and you were already busy. Watching you, though… it got me going.” She hikes up her skirt, spreads her legs, and holy hell – she’s shaved smooth, soaked, and swollen. “Look at me – I need it bad.”

Sarah moves first, diving between Lisa’s thighs, pinning her down and going to town with her tongue. Lisa gasps, “Oh fuck, yes – lick me!” and I’m stunned, rock hard again. Lisa grabs my shaft, stroking fast while Sarah’s tongue works her over. I’m torn – do I pull Sarah back and take her again? Lisa reads me, whispering, “Let her finish me – she’s unreal. Fuck her hard from behind, then save the end for me.”

I don’t need telling twice. I get behind Sarah, line up, and slam in deep. She moans into Lisa, and I go hard, relentless, each thrust shaking the table. Lisa’s wailing, Sarah’s whimpering, and I’m licking Lisa while railing Sarah. It’s chaos, and when Lisa screams she’s coming, I pull out of Sarah, plunge into Lisa, and blow everything I’ve got left. Sarah finishes herself off, fingers flying, and collapses as she hits her peak.

We’re a heap of heavy breathing, sprawled out, wrecked. Lisa and Sarah end up side by side on the couch, legs open, showing off the aftermath – Lisa’s bald and leaking me, Sarah’s neat and still pulsing. I’m already plotting round two, maybe shaving Sarah bare next time. Lisa smirks, “Two girls at once, huh? Your fantasy’s checked off.” I nod. “And you got licked while sucking me off – your dream too.” Sarah chimes in, “That was insane – I’m in for more if you are.”

Lisa’s eyes say yes, and I know we’ve just started something wild.

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