Knot

... And a Cup of Espresso

Mia awoken up to the sound chatters on the balcony. Her body and orifices felt sore, and for a moment she didn't remember even where she was. Then the distinctive smell of s*x slowly brought her memory back. It even brought her mood up. She groaned as her body nagged for some more albeit the aching that she felt.

She sat and looked around. Erick slept next to her, his apparatus limped, as if succumbed to the extensive uses and abuses it did to her major holes. At the balcony Dave and Ava were talking. The lamp at the balcony's railing casted the outline of Ava's naked body on her shirt. Mia smiled. Her hands involuntarily moved toward her Venus mound, and her fingers softly strummed the valley. She gasped as they found the hidden button and well, and then started caressing them. A little electric spike soon jolted her, forced her face up and almost threw her body back.

"s**t!" she cursed. Now her body wanted even more. She needed more than just fingers. She needed a man. he approached Erick, and was thinking of asking his privates to waking him up, but the stench put her aback. "s**t!" she cursed again.

"Erick ...!" she called softly.

"Hmmm ...?" Erick responded, his face looked confused.

"Are you awake?"

"Uh, I am, now," he answered as he sat, "what's up?"

"I, uh, need some more," she said coyly, "do you think you can give me more?"

"Make me," he said with a grin.

Mia glanced to his soldier. "I'd love to, but can you please clean it up?", she asked and smiled. Then, looked back at him, she continued, "thoroughly."

Erick chuckled. He remembered where it has gone a few hours before. "Okay! Wait a minute!" he answered. "Do we need to invite them in?" he added, referring to Dave and Ava as he stood up and walked to the bathroom.

Mia looked to the balcony. Ava and Dave were still conversed. "No need!" she said, "I'll prepare something to resuscitate you!" Mia answered with a big smile.

In the bath room, Erick cleaned his manhood up, then dry it up with a towel. He was about to went back to the living room when an idea struck. Quickly he grabbed the towel and wet it, then brought it with him back to Mia.

"I'm back!" Erick exclaimed to Mia as he walked toward her.

"Come!" Mia called, patted the carpet in front of her. She was sitting on the floor, her legs were folded underneath her thighs, her bare bottoms rested on her heels.

Erick sat as instructed. Then he noticed that, at the balcony, Ava was already kneeling in front of Dave, eating hi and held him in place by his hips while he caressed her hair and groaned softly. "After all that she took today, she still craves for more?" Erick asked while shook his head.

"I told you I'll prepare something to help you freshen up," Mia responded and winked her eye, "now, enjoy their show while I eat ... Why do you bring a wet towel here?"

"We might need it later," Erick answered.

Mia pouted, "Why I have a bad feel ... Oomph!" Her voice was cut short as Erick pushed her head down.

"Just eat me, okay?"

Mia obeyed. Her mouth started playing with his private part.

As Mia expected, the muffled noise and the scene from the balcony, along with her stimuli, slowly revived Erick. Soon, simple tongue works were not enough. She started moving her head up and down. Slurping sounds were produced every now and then.

Erick's attention was drawn more and more toward Mia's action. "Nice ...," he murmured., Caressed her hair.

Finally, Mia stopped slurping, and stood up. She smiled to him as she guided his pole to the correct hole. "Ngh ...," Mia grunted as she slowly slammed herself down.

Mia moved herself up and down, nice and easy at first, but gradually became harder and more laborious by the seconds. Her breaths deepened and her eyes went gloomy, moved between at Erick's left and right eyes. Erick smiled, holding her waist and helped her keeping the pace.

Tsunami came quickly. Mia squirmed, squealed, and squirted as it hit her. She stop her pumps but Erick kept holding on her waist ad continued on lifting and dropping her body.

"Erick, oh ...," Mia sighed between her breaths ?let me rest, oh, a bit, ah...!?

Erick ignored the plea. Her body, involuntarily responded to his grinding pole inside her, came again. She moaned in pleasure and agony.

Mia hugged Erick tightly and clasped her Kegels, hoping it would stop him moving her body. No use. Her embrace only intensified the sensation. "Erick ...!" She squealed as another storm pounded her.

After several hits, Mia succumbed to him. She let him move her and open the flood gate wide open. Tidal waves came rushing in one after another, weakened her more and more.

Erick finally stopped his lift and hug Mia, caressed her sweat-covered back.

"Finish?" Mia whispered, panted heavily, her head lied on his shoulder.

"Not yet," he responded. He lifted Mia, took his stiff staff out of her, then his hand started rubbing her dripping well gently from behind moving her wetness to that direction. "I see that you are ready now," he continued.

Mia sensed something was not right. It took all her strength just to lift her head. "Wha ...?"

With one fluid motion, Erick pushed Mia to the floor. She now lied on her back. Quickly, he grabbed the U-shape device that her girlfriend and her girl friend used earlier tonight, and turned it on.

"Erick ...! Oh ...!" Mia protest turned into a grunt as he slid the long part of the device into her.

Then, Erick lifted Mia's bottom as he moved toward her.

"Erick ...! Don't!" She protested.

Her fear materialized as she felt him slid int9 her black hole, "use the lubricant first!"

Erick grinned as he started grinding. "No need, sweetie, you have produced enough."

Mia tried to break free from him, but she was already to weak to do much. She felt a bit of stinging pain at the hole but, surprisingly, not as stinging as when he entered that hole earlier today. Apparently Erick was right. So she relaxed her sphincters to let him did his work more freely.

She was weak, but being relax was easier said than done. The device in her front well, along with the strange sensation of him being in and out of the back door, repeatedly brought her past the peaks. At every peak, her body jolted and her muscles tightened, her black hole included. That, in turn, made her felt the stung.

Yet, as every muscle cramp, her front hole also squeezed the silicon rod hard and squirted. The drop of juice then flowed downward, acted as lubricants, lessened the pain. So, after several batches, Mia finally could let Erick did his work and her body enjoyed it. She writhed, moaned, and squealed, occasionally quivered at every release.

Erick stopped and let himself out of her. Mia opened her eyes to see what made him stop, but all she could she was her world spun around as he turned her to lay at her back. Then, before she could ask why, he rammed her again.

The duo of device and Erick drove her mad before. Now, in her new position, they killed her. Erick could now move more freely and energetically, while the weight of her body pressed the short part of the silicon towards her button. The storms were now perfect. The intensity, and her weakened body, drove Mia several times out of consciousness. The next typhoon awakened her, only to black her out a few seconds later. She bend her knees to a frog position, hoped that it reduced the stimulus, but to no avail. Erick thrust was so powerful it still pushed her Venus mons to the rubber rod.

"Erick ..., Please ...," she moaned softly, begged for mercy.

Erick finally stopped pumping. He again turned her to her back, then sat next to her on the floor. He panted heavily. Their bodies glistened with sweat.

Mia took the break to recuperate. She lied still and closed her eyes, enjoying the after glow. Both of her holes ached and numb at the same time.

"Ready for more?" Mia heard him asked.

Mia shook her head, her eyes were still closed.

Erick just didn't care. He reached for the silicon rod that still attached to her and still vibrated, then slowly pulled it out.

Mia wriggled weakly to the sensation.

Then Erick pushed it back into her, this time through the back door. He put the outside part of the silicon underneath her, made her pelvis lifted a bit.

"No ...," Mia sounded her objection with eyes still closed, although she knew it was futile. "Clean it up before you enter, please!" Mia added, aware of his next move.

Erick complied. He took the wet towel he brought previously from the bathroom, and wiped his throbbing thruster clean. Then, he moved. From on top of Mia, he aimed his missile, and started pounding again.

Mia could only writhed. The good news was, having accustomed to the intense tidal wave on their previous positions, her body felt almost nothing now. So, she took that time to rest.

A few minutes later, she opened her eyes. Erick's face looked intense on top of her, forcefully pumping her. Regained some control to her body, Mia smiled and started contracting her Kegels.

Erick felt the squeeze. He smiled. Her tightened grasp manage to slow his thumping a bit, but he didn't mind. He could now felt the warmth and texture of her inside enveloping his joust.

Mia jolted. It was a sweet surprise as she didn't think her action brought some sensation to her. Her grasp to him tightened.

Erick finally could feel his load approached. Quickly he pulled out and then rotated the tool that was planted on her. Now, the rod plugged her two holes. Then, Erick sat on her and shoved his battering ram between Mia smiling lips.

Mia's smile, brought to her by her latest trade wind, quickly disappear by the entrance of Erick hot rod. She eyed a protest toward Erick, but he just grinned to Mia, pushing himself all in.

The back of her mouth felt soft and warm. Erick kept himself there for a few second before retreating, then pushed it back in slowly, enjoying the texture of Mia's tongue.

Mia could taste and smell her own body has on Erick's rod. That pole even, after wet towel wipes and some thrusts to her front well, still had a hint smell of her black one. That, along with his pokes at the back of her throat, brought he a bit of gag reflex.

Erick just didn't care. Instead, that made him thrusting more eagerly. A big satisfaction grin decorated his face.

Realizing the futility of her situation, Mia soldiered on. She gulped her dignity and pride, ignored the smell, and started working on Erick. Her palate and tongue massaged his hot stick, gave Erick the most anticipated frictions to his every move.

Finally, Erick thrust all in with a quick forceful blow, then deposited the seeds deep in her. His body then repeated the process several times, as the instinct that every male had to make sure that their germs were well planted, kicked in.

Looking at the relieve on Erick's face, Mia smiled between the rod and swallowed him all. Strangely, the scene and the wriggling rod on her back hole, brought her a mini wave. She sighed a bit and close her eyes, enjoying the tide, all while still milking Erick.

Erick was ready to retract, but Mia had other thought. Time for a little revenge. She pushed Erick by his thighs down, and then pushed him by his butt toward her welcoming mouth, allowing her to keep on milking him.

Erick grunted and wriggled. His apparatus was hypersensitive. Far from being enjoyable, Mia's mouthful maneuver was unpleasant. Yet, Mia didn't seem to give him up, so he accepted her challenge. He sniffed and snuffled, fighting the tingling sensation that she induced.

Then he looked up. Out at the balcony, Erick saw his girlfriend was on her knee, doing her best to invite Dave. Dave then answered the invitation and gave Ava the load she always love.

The scene brought Erick back. While kept on watching the show, he started pushing again. Partly imagining that it was Ava's sweet mouth, and partly revenging Dave of his act toward Ava.

Mia was delighted when finally she felt Erick grew big again. She worked all her might to make him come again. Suddenly, though, her effort on Erick, along with the movement of both ends of the device down under and the feeling of being airtight made her hit the jackpot instead. Her body cramped, tried to make an arch, but pinned down by Erick who sat on her. Her groan, in the mean time was muffled by the throbbing rod planted in her mouth.

Erick saw it all. Ava's seductive moves, Dave" surrender to that, and Mia's summit. He wanted all, to. So he pulled out of Mia, and changed his position.

For a fraction of second, Mia disappointed as she thought Erick was moving away from her. But her fear turned into nightmare when she realized what Erick wanted to do.

Erick planked on top op Mia, carefully positioned his spike on top of Mia's mouth. Then he poked her lips with that.

Mia realized her dire situation, but her last tide fogged her mind. Blindly she answered the knocks, and started parting her lips.

Erick saw the opening, so he pushed himself in, all the way in. He then do the pumping, as if he was planking or pushing up.

Mia was torn between the raging tidal wave and the gags. Erick's one day stubbles felt prickly around her lips. She tried her best to swallow the hot meat each time Erick shoved it all in, but her tears came out and she still produced choking sound every now and then.

Erick heard her choked, but didn?t care. Planking, he kept on watching the pair in balcony while nailing Mia's head to the floor. He just wanted to punish Mia and to take it all. His poundings intensified.

Finally he felt the second coming. With a grunt, he pushed himself all in for the final time, and kept it there. Then he released, directly to Mia's throat.

Mia knew he came, so, as he put his weight on her, she loosened her throat to give him maximum penetration. His salami throbbed as the juices were pumped, skipping her tongue and went directly into her. She could not breath. All she could do was trying to swallow every drop that Erick gave.

Erick slumped on top of her as all of his force drained down his girl friend's digestive track. His torso and knees lay flat on the carpet, his pelvis on Mia's head.

Mia gave her friend time to release all of his load. When Erick's twitching subsided, Mia tapped his buttock, asking for air, but he didn't budge. Mia held her breath for some more time but finally she slapped him hard.

Erick knew Mia tapped on his bottom, asking for air, but Erick stayed put. He himself needed time to regain strength. Only when Mia started to panic and slapped him that he rolled over and sat next to her

"You are awesome, sweetie," Erick said.

"Screw you!" Mia said between her breaths and coughs.

Erick smiled then looked at the balcony.

"What are they doing?" asked Mia, still lied om the carpet, too weak to move. Her voice sounded hoarse.

"They are holding each other," Erick answered, still gazed at the other pair.

Mia smiled. "You are jealous, aren?t you?"

Erick smiled, and shook his head. "Nah," he said, "in fact, we should do this again later, perhaps routinely.

"No way!" Mia shouted, "unless if that makes you jealous."

"Why are you so eager on making me jealous?"

"Because," Mia answered with a smirk, "I like to dominate, and jealousy is sexy."

"Dominate?" mocked Erick, "look who's been my plank mattress."

"Uh, shut up and unplug that god-damned toy of my holes, will you!"

Erick smiled but complied to her command. He reached down and slowly pulled the toy out.

Mia sighed a little as the toy was pulled out. "Also," she said, "towel is not enough! Next time you need to wash it with soap before ... mmmh ...." Mia's voice we muffled when Erick kissed her deeply.

He could smell and tasted the trace of his own load, and perhaps something else as well, but he didn't care.

Mia's returned his favor. Her throat and two holes were more ached than when she woke up earlier, but it was worth it. If he asked for another round after this, she didn't mind at all. She might fight a bit, though, but only just.