Chapter 7: David and Morton Show me Their Love
: The Fountain of Jizz - A Sensory Orgy
The remnants of the impregnation spectacle lingered on my skin - a sticky, glorious reminder of the five loads now swimming in my womb. The air was thick with the scent of sex, a heady perfume that seemed to cling to every surface. The Moon's glow silvered the landscape, casting elongated shadows that danced and swayed, as if inviting us to join in their erotic ballet.
David and I leisurely walked around the grounds observing the many variations of lovemaking being enacted. Realizing we had't eaten since we arrived, we sauntered over to the dining area, done as a buffet with candle-lit tables across the lawn. We marveled at the variety and magnificence of the food and. chose some. mouth-watering dishes with sperm used as dressing or gravy for many of them. The cum was. cleverly used so that the taste was there, but not overwhelming. It was all quite delicious. David and I danced to some soft jazz and then sat down, a little overwhelmed. But no sooner had we. started to rest than Morton approached and asked me if he could have the next dance. I - of course. - noticed that his penis was stretched out its full 10 impressive inches! I asked David if that was all right and he smiled: "of course my Queen; that's. what we're here for!" I smiled, taking Morton's hand and letting him lead me to the dance floor. My high heels clicked on the dance floor and my sensitive little penis. swayed as we danced. The moonlight danced off the reflecting pool, casting a shimmering glow over the grounds. As we began to dance, I could feel the weight of Morton's cock, long and hard, pressing against my thigh. He pulled me close, his hands firmly gripping my waist, his cock grinding against me. I moaned softly, the sensation sending a shiver down my spine.
"You feel so good, Carson," Morton whispered in my ear, his voice thick with desire.
He shifted his hips, grinding his hard cock against my hip, the friction sending shivers down my spine. I looked up at him, my eyes meeting his, and I saw the raw, primal hunger in his gaze. I knew right then that he wanted me, and that I wanted him too.
I took a chance and reached down, my hand wrapping around his thick naked cock. He groaned, his hips bucking against my touch. "Ohmygod Carson," he whispered. "You're killing me."
I smiled, my fingers stroking his length, feeling the heat and the hardness of him.
"I want to feel it inside me, Morton" I whispered. He moaned, his grip on my waist tightening. He said: "I can't believe I am lucky enough to have such a beautiful man/woman agree to open her legs for me twice in one day!!"
He led me off the dance floor, through the crowd, and into a nearby cabin. The room was dimly lit, with just a lantern casting long, flickering shadows on the walls. A large bed dominated the space, the sheets already rumpled from previous trysts.
Morton turned to face me, his eyes hungry and intense. He knelt before me...
I stood before him, naked save for my high heels, my body trembling with anticipation and desire. Morton's eyes roamed over my body, taking in every curve, every line. He reached out, his fingers tracing the lines of my hips, my thighs, the soft swell of my ass. I moaned softly, my body responding to his touch.
"You're so incredibly beautiful, Carson," he murmured, his voice a low, husky growl. "I've been thinking about this since I spermed you earlier tonight."
His fingers dipped between my legs, stroking my still-warm, still-wet cunt.
I spread my legs wider, giving him better access, a soft moan escaping my lips. "You're already so fucking wet, Carson," he said, his voice thick with desire. "You want me to fuck you, don't you?"
I nodded, my breath hitching as his fingers dove deeper, curling and stroking my G-spot. "Yes, Morton. I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your cock inside me."
He grinned, his eyes shifting down to my bottom hole. The hole I used to refer to as my anus but now - and forever - my cunt; my pussy; my fuckhole."You have such a beautiful pussy, Carson.
It's like a work of art," Morton said, his voice a low, hungry growl. He leaned in, his tongue lapping at my anus/cunny, tasting the remnants of the cum that had been pumped into me earlier. I moaned, my hands grasping his hair as I ground my cunt against his face. "Fuck yeah, eat me, Morton. Lick my pussy! Lick and suck my clit!." I demanded as I pressed my own 6 inch dick against his worshipful face.
Morton groaned, his tongue delving deeper, exploring every inch of my wet, eager hole. He sucked and licked my penis as well, but he focused his. attention on my cunny, his fingers spreading my hole wider, his tongue darting in and out, fucking me with it.
I groaned, my hips bucking against his face, my cock twitching with pleasure. "That's it, Morton," I moaned, "Fuck my pussy with your tongue. Make me cum with it."
Morton eagerly complied, his tongue fucking me with long, steady strokes. I could feel every ridge and groove, every flick and lick. He was a master at this, his tongue hitting every sensitive spot, driving me wild with pleasure. I gripped his hair tighter, my body tense and quivering as the orgasm built within me.
"Fuck, Morton, you're going to make me cum with that tongue of yours," I gasped. He hummed in response, the vibration sending shockwaves of pleasure through me.
I could feel it, the pressure building, the heat spreading. "I'm close, Morton. Make me cum. Make me fucking cum!" I demanded, my voice hoarse with need.
He didn't hesitate, his tongue working faster, fucking me harder, his fingers digging into my ass cheeks as he held me in place. I could feel every flick, every lick, every stroke. I was on fire, my body tensing as the orgasm approached.
Morton's tongue was relentless, working my pussy like a piston, driving me closer and closer to the edge. The room was filled with the wet, sloppy sounds of his mouth on my cunt, intermingled with my moans and gasps.
"Morton, fuck, I'm gonna come. Don't stop!" I cried out, my body shaking with anticipation.
Morton redoubled his efforts, his tongue fucking my pussy like a cock, hitting all the right spots. The pressure built, the heat spread, and then...explosion. I shot rope after rope of sticky girl-cum all over Morton's face, my milky white sperm baptizing him. Morton had given me pleasure above what even David had been able too provide me , and I was determined to reward Morton with my cunt - wide open to him.
"Morton, baby, fuck me, please!" I begged, my body throbbing with need.
Morton looked up at me, his face glistening with my cum, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "You're already so wet, Carson," he said, his voice thick with desire. "I can't wait to feel that tight little cunny wrapped around my cock."
He stood up, his massive cock jutting out in front of him, hard and ready. He grabbed my hips and turned me around, pushing me down onto the bed. I willingly complied, spreading my legs and presenting my pussy to him.
I could feel the cool air on my swollen, dripping cunt, still sensitive from the multiple loads that had been pumped into me earlier. I looked back at Morton, my eyes locked onto his, a silent plea for him to fuck me.
Morton wasted no time, grabbing my hips and positioning himself at my entrance. He spat on his hand, using it to lube up his massive cock. I moaned, the sight of him stroking his length sending shivers down my spine.
"You ready for this, Carson?" Morton asked, his voice a low growl.
I nodded eagerly, my body aching for the feel of his cock inside me. "Fuck me. Fill me up with that massive dick of yours."
He chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that sent shivers down my spine. "That's what I like to hear, girly pop. A woman who knows what she wants."
He pressed the head of his cock against my hole, the thick mushroom cap stretching me open. I moaned, my body tensing as I adjusted to the size of him.
"Relax, baby," Morton cooed, his hands rubbing my ass cheeks. "You can take me.
I want all of you, Morton," I gasped, pushing back against his cock, eager to feel him fill me. Morton groaned, his hips thrusting forward, his thick cock pushing into my tight, eager hole. I moaned, the sensation of being stretched and filled overwhelming.
"Fuck, Carson, you're so goddamn tight," Morton grunted, his hands tightening on my hips as he slowly worked his massive cock into me. I could feel every inch of him, the heat and hardness of his cock sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.
"Fuck, that's it, Morton.
Fuck me like you mean it," I urged, my voice breathless and desperate. He chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent shivers down my spine. "I fucking mean it, Carson. I'm going to give you the fuck of your life."
He thrust deeper, his cock filling me completely, the sensation overwhelming. I moaned, my body trembling with anticipation and desire.
Morton began to move, his hips pumping in a slow, steady rhythm.
I could feel every inch of his massive cock sliding in and out of my tight pussy, the sensation overwhelming and intense. I moaned, my body tense and quivering with pleasure.
"Fuck, you feel so good, Carson," Morton grunted, his voice thick with lust. "Your cunt is so fucking tight, it's like a goddamn vice." "Your cock feels incredible inside me, Morton. Fuck me harder." "You want it harder, girly pop?" "Yes!" I moaned.
Morton pounded into me for over an hour; slamming his massive dick in and out of my anus/cunt beautifully, worshipfully, diligently, deeply. We started off in standing doggie position, but also fucked in cowgirl, missionary, reverse cowgirl, spoon, prone bone...every position I was familiar with. Morton drained me, then filled me up. When he finally came in my cunny, flushing me with gallons of sperm... I truly felt liked I had been worshipped as a queen. This man had given me every inch of his cock and every ounce of his strength. He had spent the last two hours focused on pleasuring me and had received pleasure himself. His spunk was dripping out of my anus/cunt and down my legs in long ropes of fluid. When we made our way back to David, who was still sitting where we left him; he took one look at us and smiled broadly. "Looks like somebody was having fun!" I giggled, and Morton blushed. "I tried to love her the best I could!" he said to David. David smiled at me and said: "May I clean you up?" I replied in the affirmative and David got down on his knees - the second time I got a man to do that, that night - and licked my anus/cunt and legs clean. His dick got hard while he was down there, promising me a fun finale to the evening. Morton watched fascinated while David finished clean up duty. David, Morton and I embraced, then David looked at me with a twinkle in his eye and asked: "Who is better at fucking Carson - me? or Morton?" I blushed, giggled and answered: "Morton of course" Morton seemed shocked that I would say that in front of my boyfriend, but David was very cool about it. "I am so glad you found a good sex partner here, darling!" he turned to Morton and said: "Let's make sure you two have some quality time while we're here." I blushed again and said to David: "Thank you my darling!"