Relaxation

Steve shut the door with a sigh, removing his jacket and tossing it onto the lounge couch. He looked up to see Michelle and Jamie chatting quietly to each other, occassionally leaning in to whisper into each other’s ears. They apparently hadn’t noticed Steve enter the room at all. Steve strolled over the lounge’s mini-bar and withdrew a bottle of the cheap beer they never ran out of. As the door to the mini-bar shut the girls looked up and discovered they were no longer alone. Steve began walking over to one of the lounge chairs when Michelle spoke up
“Hey baby,” she said, standing and heading over to Steve. As she neared him he wrapped one arm around her waist and drew her next to him, kissing her warmly. As he began to rse hse her she instead grabbed the fabric of his t-shirt and pulled him in for a deeply passionate kiss. As he kissed her, he held her by her waist, pressing him as close to himself as was possible. When their lips parted, Michelle wrapped her arms around his neck and looked up mischeiviously at him.
“I’m so glad you got on break so soon.”
“So am I, work was hell.” He responded, stroking her hips lovingly.
“Poor Steve,” Jamie piped up. “Why don’t you sit down…Michelle and I…well..” their eyes jumped to each other’s and they smiled. Michelle giggled softly. “We have a proposition for you.”
Feeling puzzled, Steve began to sit on the lounge chair behind him when Michelle grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the couch instead. She took his beer from his hand and set it on the end table to the left of the sofa. Michelle guided him onto the couch, seating him on Jamie’s right. Michelle sat with her legs drawn under her, arm on the back of the couch behind Steve. Jamie and Michelle stared at each other, almost seeming to be daring each other. Steve had been looking at Michelle when he suddenly felt a hand touch his left thigh. He looked over, shocked, at Jamie who began stroking up and down his thigh.
“See, Steve,” whispered Michelle. “Jamie and I…have just had the worst last..I dunno…year.” Michelle stroked Steve’s chest with her right palm.
“What we want, Steve, is just to be able to…be reckless. What with the hectic last few months we’ve had…” Jamie trailed off, her left hand began playing lightly with Steve’s neck.
“We want to let go and just have someone else be ‘in charge’ for a while.” Michelle stated, her head lowerly as she dropped light kisses on Steve’s collar bone.
“Basically, Steve…”Jamie sighed. “We just wanna be fucked.”
Steve felt his face flush and realized the sudden hardness growing in his jeans. Michelle knew he was all for the proposition, and helped herself to undoing his pants. His lifted himself off the couch momentarily so Michelle could slide down his pants and boxers. She then lifted her skirt (just high enough for Steve to catch a glimpse of her naked, shaven pussy) and slid down off the couch, taking his erection in her hands as lightly as she could. Jamie then joined in by sliding off her slacks to reveal a lacey, blue thong and straddling Steve. She held herself up on her knees, as to leave enough room for Michelle to hold Steve’s hardness in her cool hands. Steve reached up and lifted Jamie’s shirt over her head, her perky tits there for the taking. Steve cupped both of them in his maculine hands and began licking and sucking each nipple in turn. Jamie let her head fall back, her black hair shimmering down over her back. Jamie whimpered and moaned softly as he continued fondling her. It was then that Michelle began stroking him, hard and fast. Steve’s breath hitched and one hand slid around Jamie to stroke Michelle’s hair.
Michelle licked two fingers thoroughly and rammed them into Jamie’s tight cunt. Jamie let out a small shout of pleasure and writhed against Steve. After a few moments of Michelle working both Steve and Jamie to a sweat, Jamie climbed off Steve and lay panting on the couch. Michelle stood and took off her skirt. She then straddled Steve and plunged his cock deep into her twat.
“Aaah…” Michelle groaned and began pumping rhythmically up and down, humping Steve harder and harder “Aaah..Oooh….oh…ah…god…fuck!” Jamie then sat up began rubbing Michelle’s hard nub while sucking her right tit. Steve reached over and began playing with Jamie’s clit…making her eyes flutter and her breath heavy. Michelle suddenly pulled Steve out of her, and climbed on of Jof Jamie. Together the two of them played with each other, rubbing each other’s tits and moaning.
“Yes…right there…oooh…aaah…I’m-I’m comi---YES!” Jamie came, rocking and humping against Michelle.
Steve then grabbed Michelle’s hips and brought her back over to him, turning and pressing her back against the couch.
“Tell me you want it, baby.”
“Oh, fuck meee…”she groaned and Steve obliged, ramming his juicy cock in and out of her, grunting and groaning. “Ohuck,uck, yes…oh you’re so hard…fuck my cunt! Uh-Uh…Uhhhh….” And then Steve could no longer make out words, Michelle simply began shouting, writhing against him. He pulled out right before she came, knowing her pussy clenching around his shaft would send him over the edge. Michelle collapsed, shaking and moaning.
Jamie crawled over to Steve, then straddled him backwards. She looked back and him and breathed heavily, “Fuck my ass.” Steve licked two fingers and probed deep into her tight ass. Jamie groaned low and deep. After Jamie was wet and ready, he pulled her closer and pressed his dick deep into her. Jamie held onto Steve’s thighs as her rammed her tight ass. Steve wrapped one arm around her and grabbing her breast, said,
“You like it when I fuck your ass, don’t you? Tell me…”
“Ooooh…Oh God I love it! I love it! Fuck my ass! Faster!” Jamie bucked wildly as she came, howling and writhing. Steve could no longer hold on and he pulled out and came all over her ass cheeks.
They all collapsed, panting and sweating. Steve was the first to speak.
“Feel better?”