Sophie curled against his left side, her bare breasts pressing warmly against his arm, while Maya slid closer on his right, her crimson nightgown slipping further down one shoulder.
Maya’s eyes gleamed with heat and mischief as she climbed over him, straddling his hips. Her hands braced on his chest as she looked down at him, then glanced at Sophie.
"I’m riding him first," Maya declared softly, her voice carrying a mix of excitement and playful possessiveness. She reached between them, wrapping her fingers around his still-hard cock and giving it a slow stroke.
Sophie’s cheeks flushed deep pink. She nodded shyly, then turned her face away, pressing it into the sheets beside Stan’s shoulder as if she could hide there. Her fingers curled into the fabric.
Stan noticed immediately. He reached out and gently tilted Sophie’s chin up.
"Why the shy look?" he asked, his voice low and curious.
Maya watching from the side blushed as she climbed onto the bed, straddling Stan’s hips.
"We... had a little deal," she admitted, her cheeks pink. "I told Sophie she could have you to herself at the party... but I wanted to be the first one to have you like this tonight."
"Oh really, Sophie?" Stan teased gently, looking at the embarrassed woman who was now hiding her face against the mattress.
Sophie peeked out, her cheeks burning. "It felt fair..." she mumbled, voice muffled.
Stan chuckled warmly, the sound affectionate. "You two are something else." He reached over and pulled Sophie closer, kissing her softly. "I love both of you for this."
Seeing that Sophie was still shy and embarrassed he reached over and stroked her back soothingly. "Hey... it’s okay, baby. I love that you two planned this for me."
Sophie peeked up at him, eyes glassy with affection and heat, then nodded again.
Maya didn’t wait any longer. She rose up on her knees, positioned his thick cock at her entrance, and sank down in one smooth, wet glide.
"Fuuuuck..." Stan groaned, head falling back against the pillows.
Maya was felt warm inside, tight, velvety, and already dripping. Her walls clenched around him rhythmically as she took every inch, her thick thighs trembling on either side of his hips. The stretch made her gasp, a soft, broken moan spilling from her lips.
She started moving immediately, slow, deep rolls of her hips, grinding her clit against him on every downstroke. Her hands splayed on his chest for balance, nails biting lightly into his skin. "God, Stan... you feel so big... filling me so perfectly..."
Sophie lifted her head at last. Her embarrassment faded into something softer, more devoted. She leaned in and kissed Stan deeply, tongue sliding against his while Maya rode him. When she pulled back, she guided one heavy breast to his mouth again.
"Here, baby... suck while she rides you," she whispered, voice trembling with love, though she still felt a bit weird, after all she’s doing this with Maya here...
In response, Stan opened his mouth eagerly, drawing her nipple in and sucking hard.
The dual sensation, Maya’s tight, slick pussy gripping and sliding along his cock, Sophie’s soft breast filling his mouth, made his hips buck up involuntarily.
Maya moaned louder, riding him faster now. Her crimson nightgown had ridden up completely around her waist, her full breasts bouncing with every movement.
Wet, obscene sounds filled the room, the slick squelch of her pussy taking him, the soft slap of her ass against his thighs.
But Stan’s patience for slow and sweet didn’t last long.
With a low growl, he sat up, wrapped one strong arm around Maya’s waist, and flipped her onto her back in one smooth motion.
She gasped in surprise, legs falling open around him. He hooked her knees over his elbows, folding her nearly in half, and drove into her hard.
"Stan!" Maya cried out, eyes flying wide.
Pa!
Pa!!
Pa!!!
He didn’t hold back. He fucked her with deep, powerful thrusts, long, hard strokes that made the bed creak and her heavy breasts bounce wildly.
Each thrust bottomed out inside her, the thick head of his cock kissing her cervix.
The wet, filthy sound of skin slapping skin echoed through the room, mixed with the constant squelch of her soaked pussy.
Maya’s face contorted in overwhelming pleasure. Her mouth fell open, tongue lolling out slightly as her eyes rolled back, classic ahegao taking over.
Drool slipped from the corner of her lips as she moaned brokenly, high and needy. "Ahh! Stan! Too deep! Fuck, you’re ruining me!"
She came hard on the third thrust after the flip, her whole body seizing, pussy clamping down around him like a vice, pulsing and fluttering. Clear fluid gushed around his cock, soaking his balls and the sheets.
But Stan didn’t stop. He kept pounding through her orgasm, fucking her right through the clenching spasms, drawing it out until she was shaking and gasping.
"Gonna cu! Again!" Maya wailed, another smaller orgasm crashing into her almost immediately.
Her eyes crossed, tongue hanging out further, face completely lost in bliss. Her hands scrabbled at his shoulders, nails digging in. "Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!"
Sophie stayed right there with them. She kissed Stan’s neck and shoulders, murmuring sweet, filthy encouragement against his skin. "That’s it, baby... give it to her... fuck her just like that... look how good you’re making her feel..." She stroked his chest, then leaned over and kissed Maya’s forehead tenderly while Stan kept driving into her. "You’re taking him so well, Maya... he loves how tight you are..."
Maya could only whimper in response, too far gone in pleasure.
Stan’s rhythm grew brutal, hips snapping forward, the wet slap of his balls against her ass loud and constant. Maya came again, a third time, her pussy milking him desperately, walls rippling and squeezing.
Her expression was pure wrecked ecstasy: eyes unfocused and rolled back, mouth slack with her tongue out, drooling onto the pillow as she moaned incoherently.
"Fuck, Maya, you feel incredible, so fucking tight and wet," Stan groaned, voice rough. He buried himself to the hilt and came hard, cock pulsing thick and hot inside her.
Rope after rope of cum flooded her pussy, overflowing and leaking out around his shaft in creamy white rivulets.
He kept shallow thrusting through it, pushing his seed deeper while Maya twitched and gasped beneath him, completely spent.
He stayed buried inside her for a long moment, both of them panting. Maya’s legs trembled in his grip.