Amusement with Abi, Lindsey, and Maddie
I'm a workaholic through and through. My legal practice consumed me day in and day out, leading me to work long hours of 12-16 just to make ends meet. The years passed by and suddenly, life occurred. My spouse left me, my children barely knew me, and my parents had passed away. I was nothing more than a sad, lonely soul with little hope.
Although I had the money, I had extravagant things such as cars and a lavish home, it didn't matter as they were essentially pointless without someone to share them with. Missing that essential human connection, I had to rethink my life and learn how to have some fun. And that's precisely how I ended up sharing a bed with Abigail Ratchford and Lindsey Pelas.
Thanks to an escort agency, I perused an extensive selection of models to choose from. An optimal choice for someone like me, who had little knowledge of the female anatomy having had few sexual encounters in the past decade. It's not like I even favored masturbation. I was anxious until I saw her: hair as black as midnight, her eyes gleamed with mischievousness and a welcoming warmth. Her green attire barely contained her striking cleavage, and she had perfect legs that capped off with alluring stilettos. Her name was printed at the base - Abigail Ratchford. This woman was more than just a person to have intercourse with; I desired to spend my mornings with her, too.
Being brave, I responded, "Abigail, please. I want you."
Intrigued, the proxy inquired, "Do you have any preferences?"
To which I cautiously answered, "No. May I suggest a 'girlfriend experience'?"
"Absolutely, sir," she said. "Your personal number and Abigail's will be messaged to you. You'll need to make direct contact from here."
A few hours later, I was frozen with fear in my study, eyes glued to the screen, contemplating texting the ethereal Abigail while feeling the desperate need to send the perfect line. Earlier, I had pondered and sipped on whiskey, and it proved to be the catalyst I needed. My ice-cold resolve evaporated as I typed out the first of many profound reflections.
"Hi there, lovely."
Abigail's reply was flirty and lighthearted: "Hey there, babe. Where are you bringing me for our date?"
Still awestruck, I retorted, "..."
Assuming I meant Stormfest, she insisted, "Stormfest is so hot these days!"
This nightclub may have had partnerships with the escort agency. The thoughts of a seductress I'd soon be feasting my eyes on brought me out of my own head.
"Let's go there, Abi. May I call you Abi?"
"Of course, sweetheart."
"Clear it with me if you'd like. Would you like me to organize a larger party or simply have a more intimate experience?"
"Sure, Abi, let's have you invite whoever you'd like."
"Awesome, baby. I'll see you there at 8 this evening."
Refresher:
I handed the valet my keys and walked into the VIP area. Before I turned around, someone grabbed my arm, and her cheek brushed against mine. It was none other than the ravishing Abigail Ratchford in a stunning green dress, teasing me. My cock immediately ached.
"What's up, babe? Which hottie are you here with, Lindsey?" Egocentric as she was.
"Hi, lovely! You're as buff as your pics made you appear!"
Who knew I'd be this enamored when the girl in front of me was an escort pretty much obligated to bed me by her agency? Nonetheless, our conversation continued:
"Hey, babe! You're a god. Didn't I say you'd be a hunk, Lindz?"
It was clear that she took pride in her appearance, and I could only agree. I imagined her wrapped around me in the throes of passion while also admiring her.
"Sure, Abi. I can call you Abi."
"Whatever you say, honey."
"I have an idea for your attire tonight."
"You call the shots, my darling."
"I believe a form-fitting green dress would be ideal. The green would complement your eyes."
"Oh, sweetie, that's thoughtful. I'll wear it. Anything else?"
"Would you also like to invite some friends? I know we have StarFest tickets, right?"
"No, just us two. Shall I wear another dress instead?"
"Abigail, green would be amazing."
"Great, baby, I'll wear it for you. See you there at 8 tonight."
(This is a paraphrased piece of text)
"The blonde lady, Lindsey Pelas, approached my goddess and stood right behind her. She moved closer, "You didn't lie, girl," she said. My desire for Lindsey was almost unbearable at this point. Lindsey was adorned in a silver dress with straps reaching down to her forearms, allowing her large breasts to show a little. She was shorter than Abigail but just as appealing. If anything, I just wanted to rush to the bathroom and masturbate.
The girls escorted me to our table where another hot blonde, Maddie Moore, was sitting with a man named Jason. I hadn't seen them before. Abigail held onto my arm the whole time, making the introductions. I couldn't focus much on the conversation, as the alcohol and alluring women beside me were overwhelming my remaining intelligence. If it wasn't for the fact that I was paying these women, they would have gone home a long time ago.
My recollection of the initial chats is hazy due to the loud music and my intense fixation on Abigail's touch under the table. Lindsey was constantly adjusting her shoulder strap. The temptation to pull her strap down and fondle her large breasts was strong, but I held back. Nearly thirty minutes later, surrounded by hundreds of bottles of whiskey, my courage grew, and I wrapped my arm around Abigail's waist, closing in on her. On my left side, I could feel Lindsey leaning against me. Her enormous breasts pressed against my arm. I didn't realize that I had settled my arm around Lindsey's shoulder, which in turn made her breasts rub against mine. I managed to see Maddie and Jason kissing, and their hands were nearly stroking each other. My penis was anxious, and pre-cum was seeping out.
Abigail inquired whether we should play "Truth or Dare." A game of "Truth or Dare" with three drunken and passionate ladies? Yes, please.
We flipped the empty whiskey bottle to see who would initiate the game. It pointed to Maddie, and since I was sitting across from her, I was the one to give her the choice. She requested a dare.
"Stroke Jason and make him come in less than two minutes," I slurred.
"Here?!"
"If you forfeit, you and Jason will fuck me together."
She didn't make any comment and started unzipping Jason's trousers. The dark club, accompanied by flashing lights, made it unlikely for anyone to notice us. As Maddie began pumping Jason's dick (which was quite big, making me feel inadequate), the music was overpowered by the sound of Abigail's gasping breaths, Lindsey adjusting her strap, and the sound of their hands moving in unison. I could register the sway of Abigail's hips as she rubbed her breasts on my arm. I then slid my arm around Lindsey's shoulder, feeling the weight of her breasts on my own chest. In between my alcohol-induced haze, I spotted Maddie and Jason making out, and Maddie was occasionally stroking his penis. My erection was keen, and I could feel my pre-cum trickling out.
Abigail suddenly proposed that we play "Truth or Dare." I tentatively asked who should go first. The bottle pointed to Maddie, so I must give her the dare.
"Stroke Jason and make him cum in less than two minutes," I said.
"Here?!" Abigail gasped.
Lindsey smirked at Maddie as I said, "If you forfeit, you and Jason fuck me together."
After a moment of silence, Maddie seemed undaunted about losing and unzipped Jason's pants. It was such a dark club that no one would have noticed us. As Maddie started the slow motion of his penis, I could hear Lindsey whispering in Abigail's ear. I caught myself, holding the partition like a fence and gazing upstairs. Seeing Maddie's lips close in to give Jason a blowjob, I felt my erection and pre-cum. Indeed, it took more than two minutes for Jason's ejaculation to occur, even though Maddie lost the dare. By then, we had become so aroused that the game was no longer important to any of us.
I left the club, holding Abigail and Lindsey.
***
I texted Jason the address and told him to come with Maddie directly. My car wasn't spacious enough to accommodate all five of us. I was delighted knowing that our driver was with us. In the midst of our debauchery, I asked the crucial question, "Which one of you is sexier?"
"Both of you," Lindsey responded.
I was pondering. No doubt I had ten feet high esteem and enjoyed keeping Abigail and Lindsey on my arm.
"There's no need to choose. I'll eat Abigail's pussy while I stimulate Lindsey. It works for all."
The girls giggled as I knelt closer. Believe me, I'm not one to brag, but these girls orgasmed at least twice during that ride, and I made Abigail scream so loud that a passing cop almost stopped us.
All five of us settled onto my couch. Thanks to the Viagra, I'd be able to pleasure my two women, possibly even Maddie if she wanted it, and even Jason if he was down.
"Time for some naughty fun" I announced excitedly as I pulled Abigail and Lindsey closer. I was rubbing Abigail's breasts while stroking Lindsey's thigh. Maddie and Jason were intertwined, both of them shocked by my boldness. We spun the bottle once more, and it landed on Lindsey. Jason—who was an employee assigned to make sure clients had a good time and/or satisfy the girls if the clients couldn't—shouted "suck Adam" (that's me if you didn't know).
"With pleasure," Lindsey purred, kneeling down in front of me. As she removed my underwear, my penis stood at attention as if released from a spring. Lindsey took her time, gently stroking my cock while looking up at me with her beautiful blue eyes. Abigail was stroking my hair and watching Lindsey just as breathlessly. Lindsey began licking my cock head, moaning the entire time. Her moans drove me crazy. I started rubbing Abigail's breasts while Lindsey took me in her mouth.
I released Abigail from her tits and hurried to remove her strap, almost tearing it in the process. She yelped in surprise and giggled as Lindsey continued swallowing my shaft. Lindsey rubbed my balls while she bobbed her head up and down on my cock. My cock is smaller than average, but she could easily accommodate it in her mouth. She picked up her pace, eagerly lapping at my member.
I disentangled myself from Abigail's breasts and almost ripped her bra off. She protested and giggled as Lindsey continued caressing my balls. I pushed Abigail's dress up to reveal her plump ass. Maddie and Jason watched me closely, both of them with their mouths open in awe. Jacob, seeing them, was somehow even more turned on.
I aimed my left hand at Abigail's side and slapped it, leaving a red mark on her skin. She cried out, begging me to fuck her hard. I pulled down her underwear, essentially ripping it in the process, and entered her quickly.
I tend to like to take it slow at first and then build up to intense thrusting before finishing, but that day, the sight of Abigail's beautiful ass in front of me, arched back and begging for a good fucking, made me lose control. I pounded her hard, completely ignoring the reactions of Maddie and Jason, who were watching in disbelief.
I was intensely focused on Abigail. Her pussy was wet, tight, and pulsating in time with the throbbing of my cock. I'd fucked many women before and since, but hers was a experience like no other. My dick and her pussy were a perfect match, as if they were made for each other. If not for the medication, I would've come within the first few seconds.
As I continued to thrust inside Abigail, I turned to Lindsey, who was still on her knees. She rose to her feet, and I took her into my arms and started making out with her. I maintained my thrusts in Abigail's pussy the entire time. After Abigail came with an intense cry, I looked down at Lindsey and told her, "your turn, babe."
Lindsey nodded and lay down on the couch, her breasts exposed to me. She whispered "Missionary."
I decided to take it slow with Lindsey, in contrast to my earlier intense lust. My desire had been sated for the time being, and I intended to take my time with this blonde beauty. I asked Abigail to play with my cock and rub it on Lindsey's clit. Abigail smirked as she guided my cock to Lindsey and rubbed my rod on her clit. Lindsey moaned, sucking on her fingers. Abigail's laughter made the whole room vibrate with excitement. Strategically, Abigail increased the speed with which she rubbed my dick on Lindsey's clit. Lindsey's moan brought a delighted giggle from Abigail as she played with my member.
I took a quick look at what Maddie and Jason were up to. Jason had already cum, and Maddie was finger-fucking herself while gazing at the spot where my dick was rubbing on Lindsey's pussy. I chuckled and swatted at Abigail's hand, unable to tolerate her interfering.
I pushed inside Lindsey and grunted at Abigail, "Sit on her face."
Happy to comply, Abigail shifted over Lindsey's open mouth, causing Lindsey to commence eating her out. I increased my speed, aiming to make sure all three (or four, if I could get Maddie as well) would climax in unison. I began kissing Abigail while she bounced on Lindsey's face. My thrusts synced up with her bouncing, our tongues intertwining passionately.
I didn't forget about Maddie and kept my focus on her, beckoning her closer. Maddie sprinted to me and joined me in a lip-lock. However, I was getting impatient by this point, so I quickly inserted my middle finger in Maddie's vagina. She gasped and ripped her lips away from mine, her eyes fixed on me as I continued to touch her. I caressed her breasts with my free hand, my other exploring her wetness.
I can still recall the scene: me fucking Lindsey, Abigail sitting on Lindsey's face, and Maddie getting finger-banged by me. We all finished almost simultaneously and collapsed into a sweaty mess on the couch.
I imagine I'll call Lucy Pinder to the next shindig with Abigail, curious to see how it'll turn out.
