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Part
5 (finale
w/…)
Earlier in
the evening,
Carolina had mentioned an idea she and the girls had. Evidently, word
of our
party was making its way throughout the Wild Horse grounds. Other girls
had
heard about the affect the toy had on me, and some of them expressed
interest
in seeing it first hand. So Carolina suggested to me that I use my
Buckaroo
bucks (of which I had plenty of) to invite another girl or two to come
in for
an hour or so later on in the evening. I said that was cool, and asked
if they
had anyone in mind. They mentioned Starr and Yvette. Starr I knew from
a
threesome we’d had with Cheyenne the night of the CWMC 10
Wild Horse Banquet in
July. Yvette I had not met yet. but I knew that if the ladies said she
was
cool, I wouldn’t have a problem with her. So someone went to
let them know that
we’d waiting for them in the bungalow whenever they were free.
So
that’s where things stood
when we returned from the computer room. It was around 11-11:30 PM by
this
time, and neither of the ladies had been available yet. Starr
wasn’t working
that night, we found out (she’d been there when I arrived,
but we were now 24
hours later: silly me!). And Yvette was having quite the busy night.
She had
people waiting for her while she was partying. So I figured
I’d finish the
party with the trio (and that was GREAT already!!!), get my buckaroo
bucks
back, and I’d be happy.
So we got
back to the
bungalow, and the robes came off quickly. Everyone was naked and
sprawled on
the bed, and the girls wanted to see how many times they could make me
cum. So
I resumed my now standard position on my back, with one girl
manipulating the
toy, placing a vibrator on it (Tawny, I think), another lubing and
stroking my
dick (but without orally pleasing me, that way I didn’t have
to wrap it in
latex, and I was getting to the point where my dick was a not as
sensitive as
it usually is; hell, we’d been at it for a day!), and another
alternating
between deep-throating my tongue and sucking on one of my nipples while
tweaking the other with her fingers). I had the first of many orgasms
while the
three of them kept that up. This went on till about 1:30 AM (or for
about 1.5 -
2 hours). I honestly could not tell you how many times I came. It must
have
been somewhere in the neighborhood of 100-200 times.
In all that time, I didn’t ejaculate. I
don’t
think I was capable of it truthfully. But the toy was doing its job (as
were
the girls!). I think we stopped simply because we were all exhausted.
So we
stretched out, with me on the bed in the center, Carolina on my right,
Tawny on
my left in a robe (she had gotten cold), and Cheyenne went to check on
Yvette.
When she got back, she said that Yvette was still in a party. She
claimed the
couch in the bungalow, and we all napped for a short while.
Around 2 AM,
I rolled and
threw my arm over Carolina’s body. My hand ended up over one
of her breasts, so
I started gently stroking it, paying particular attention to the
nipple. I
don’t know if she was asleep, or simply resting, but her
breathing did start to
grow shallower, and soon she started moaning softly, so I kept up the
attention
on her nipple. I could sense she was getting turned on, and not too
long after
that she verified that when she turned over with this unbelievably
lustful look
in her eyes, took my head in her hand, and pulled me in for a deep
kiss. Soon,
as we kept making out heavily, I let my hand move down from her breasts
to her
pussy, where I started playing with her lips. Pretty soon, she raised
her hips
off of the bed, and my fingers slid in. She let out a long deep moan,
and I
could feel myself getting hard. But I kept the attention on her, making
sure
she got off a few times before she pushed me down on my back.
By this time,
we’d woken up
Tawny and Cheyenne. Cheyenne disappeared for a second. Carolina started
tonguing my right nipple, and Tawny reached over and played with my
left one at
the same time. Damn, when you mention a particular erogenous zone to
these
ladies, they DO NOT forget it!!!!!! Soon it was my hips that were
bucking; they
were torturing me, playing with my nipples but not touching my cock,
not giving
me the relief I really wanted. Well, Cheyenne returned about then, with
the
toy, and once again I was off to the races. They kept me on perpetual
orgasm
mode until 3.
By this time,
I was
absolutely spent. So I had them stop, figuring we were done for the
night, and
I would take a short rest, shower and get ready to go. We all sat down
on the
couches and talked about what a great time we all had. I was going to
give
myself enough time to make sure I could stand up, and then…
There was a
knock at the
door.
Yvette had
finally made it.
So we made a beeline for the bed one last time, and Yvette joined us.
Yvette is
a gorgeous African American woman, with a very soft body, ultra-smooth
skin,
very nice natural breasts, that evening had her hair done in cornrows
or
something similar. She looked great. She laid on my left side, Cheyenne
was on
my right, Carolina was in charge of playing with Mr. Happy, and Tawny
was in
charge of the toy. I had to inform Yvette of my fondness for nipple
play, but
after that she was good to go. The others were telling her to watch me
so she
could see the affect of all their attention.
Well, with
one woman on each
nipple, one on my cock and one on the toy, it did not take long for me
to start
seeing stars. I came for almost 45 minutes straight, till 4 AM, when I
knew I
had to get ready to leave. So right around 4 we finally ended the
party. I jumped
in the shower, got dressed, made sure all my stuff was packed, and took
it all
out to the car. I went back in to say goodbye to everyone, and met a
couple of
other ladies in the process (how many gorgeous girls are there at the
Wild
Horse!!??). Finally, I gave farewell kisses to Tawny, Carolina,
Cheyenne and
Yvette, got in my rental car, and drove to the Reno airport, leaving at
4:30 AM
(my flight was at 6:30 AM).
The trip home
was uneventful,
but then after the weekend I’d just had, ANYTHING was going
to seem uneventful.
This was undoubtedly the sexual highlight of my life, and I
can’t imagine that
I’ll ever experience anything like it again.
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