by Jay Manus

 

I knew things had gone well when my apartment door crashed to the floor, revealing two gorgeous nude supergirls, grinning and holding hands.  They both started talking at once, each one telling me her own version of what had happened.  I laughed and held up my hands.  “Slow down there – one at a time!”

 

The girls stopped jabbering and began giggling.  Geez, I thought, what have I got myself into?

 

“Ok,” offered Jane finally, “I’ll start.”

 

And that she did.  She told me all about the dress shop and the “Car Wars” (as they now called it) and the bus, and the bridge and the rail yard, all punctuated by elaborations and explanations from Elsa.  They left absolutely nothing unsaid, including the lesbian encounter.  After all, I surmised, why should either one of them, but Janie especially, be at all shy with me about her sexuality?  Whatever I made her to be, I made her to be.  If part of her sexuality includes a desire to be with Elsa, then that must have been my intent, even if I didn’t know it.  It wouldn’t diminish in the least her need to be with me, in any case. 

 

And as a matter of fact, I was happy to discover that it didn’t bother me at all either.  In fact, honestly, all the details of their exploits didn’t matter to me so much as the fact that they had had so much fun with each other.  Seeing my girls so happy with each other was a great relief.  It was gratifying for me, and actually, quite a turn on. 

 

This became obvious when a loud ripping sound interrupted the narrative, and all three of us focused on the large and still-growing prick which now protruded from my crotch.  The girls glanced at each other and then sauntered close to me.  I made an impish face, wondering what they were about to do.  Elsa, arriving first, grabbed my cock by its base with one hand and lifted me up into the air, turning me so that my oversized member was pointed toward the floor.  Janie then spread her large breasts and squeezed them together around my shaft, completely enveloping it.

 

In that position, Elsa proceeded to shake me up and down, sliding my big cock through the glorious softness of Janie’s generous boobs.  For me the rock hardness of my cock contrasting powerfully with the welcoming, warm softness of Janie’s ample velvet flesh was extremely erotic.  And when I added the thought that this girl had just thrown dozens of full-size automobiles around as if they were toys, the ecstatic sensation in my penis surged suddenly.  But I didn’t want to cum just yet;  I struggled to hold off my climax, and at the same time to focus my mind on my supergirl’s strength and softness and beauty, and on my own unbelievable fortune which led to her presence and her sexual fascination and her desire for me. 

 

Oh, I wanted to cum, I wanted to cum, but not until I could gather all these thoughts at once, give them all equal weight, savor them as long as possible, savor the sensation which they all combined to develop.  I don’t know when I lost track of the individual elements of my pleasure, when they all merged into a single abstract awareness, when I was no longer trying to do anything, but simply being the indescribable pleasure that invaded my soul.  My bliss escalated and intensified, bringing me to a place I had never been before, a place where utter contentment ruled my existence, where a bright light enveloped me and strengthened almost to the limits of endurance.  Brighter, and brighter, white hot I wanted it to become.  Then suddenly I reached that endurance limit and blew past it, not once, but again and again as my body ejaculated huge quantities of semen, spreading white cum all over Janie’s beautifully sexy abs and onto the shag carpet!

 

When I returned to the present I found that Elsa had passed me to Janie, who was holding me higher now so she could suck me and flick her tongue into and all around my dick head.  For her part, Elsa was busy licking my cum from Janie’s abs, with long strokes of her tongue, from her bush all the way up to the undersides of her huge mounds.  My dick head had become extremely sensitive now, almost as if all that incredible sensation had converged and concentrated itself there, and Janie’s continued manipulation was exquisitely painful.  I gasped at the sharpness which lives at the boundary between such intense pleasure and pain, but made no move to stop it, preferring instead to endure/enjoy it to its fullest extent.

 

Finally, almost mercifully, the unfathomable sensations receded and my rock hard cock began to relax.  Jane set me down on my feet, but I collapsed backwards into the easy chair, panting.  As I gradually recovered my breath I saw my incomparable supergirls sitting crosslegged on the floor, facing each other, looking deeply into each other’s eyes, Janie’s hands resting in Elsa’s.  When they noticed my return to the world, Elsa said to me gently, “Jim, we want you to know that was as wonderful for us as it was for you.”

 

I shook my head, not believing my ears.  Then without a word I leaped at them, throwing both surprised girls backwards onto the carpet, and kissed and hugged and squeezed and climbed and rolled and kissed again, completely unable to express the depth of my contentment and gratitude for the selfless dedication of these two lovely women to the happiness of one James Newman.  How in creation did I ever deserve such fortune!