Candy moaned as I just rested in her body, letting her get used to the intrusion, sighing occasionally as her body stretched around my rod. Maya looked at me and said: “You have no doubt done this before,” seeing me nod she continued, “Have you ever hurt anybody?” I shook my head. Maya’s expression relaxed as she asked: “Do you think you will be able to do that to me after?” I nodded. She smiled broadly as she lifted herself and placed a kiss on my lips.
I could feel Candy’s body relaxing and decided to slowly pull myself from her. She moaned loudly as I retreated, then exhaled deeply as I re-entered her. I moved at a very slow pace, permitting her body to further relax. As it became easier and easier to move, I increased my tempo, quickly working to a massive orgasm. I pounded into her deeply while still maintaining control so as not to harm her. I shot my load deep into her colon as she climaxed, trapping me in her bowels.
Maya’s face filled with wanton when she saw the joy and lust on her lover’s face. When Candy finally collapsed onto the bed Maya pulled me from Candy’s ass and looked at my slick cock. She held it lovingly as she said: “Are you going to be able to stay hard, or do I have to wait for you to recover?”
I removed my hand from her anus, and bringing her closer to me, I whispered: “I can stay hard for hours on end. It may take a longer time to cum, but I can definitely manage to make love to your ass without a break.” We then kissed passionately. As our embrace broke I said with great tenderness: “Get back on all fours, you will enjoy it much more in that position.” Maya quickly complied.
I moved my still slick cock to Maya’s willing hole, and slipped in with no trouble. She sighed deeply as I entered her; I slid half way in, not encountering even the slightest resistance. I knew she would not feel any discomfort at this rate. Another few inches and I felt the end of her rectum resisting my progress. With Maya being completely relaxed I applied a little pressure and slowly her body accepted more of me, I entered her colon without any real effort.
I only knew because Maya screamed: “Oh my god that feels so fucking weird! Are you in my colon Vinny?”
I replied: “Yes, and I am in all the way. You are so loose back here; you’re a natural at butt fucking.”
Maya inhaled deeply as she replied: “This feels so fucking good! Fuck me! I want it! I need it!” I began thrusting into her and feeling no resistance, I was quickly up to a frantic pace; her rectum massaging my cock in a most enjoyable manner. I was quickly building to another massive orgasm. Her body clamped around me as she came, throwing me over the edge and I filled her colon with a massive load of cum. Maya convulsed for several minutes. I could only hold on for the ride. When she collapsed to the bed, Candy hugged her close; placing tender kisses on her lips. My flaccid member fell from her body as I lay beside them, completely drained.
I said weakly: “That was fucking incredible!” Then we all fell asleep. I woke up several hours later, just as the sun was setting. Candy and Maya had already gotten up and showered, and one of them had also cleaned my cock. It was clean and hung rock hard in front on me; I really had to pee and went to the bathroom, quickly relieving myself. I went back to our room, got dressed and headed downstairs. Candy and Maya were in the kitchen cooking while Max and Ed were playing chess together. Allen, Frank and Paul were nowhere to be seen.
I walked up behind Maya and pinched her ass. She yelped, turned and seeing it was me kissed me firmly before saying: “Candy, come say hi to our fuck toy.”
I smiled as Candy moved to me and kissed me passionately. I reached my hand around the front of Maya’s apron and squeezed her left tit as I said: “What do my mistresses desire from me?” I had snaked my hand to Candy right tit also as they both enjoyed the tender attention.
Candy smiled as she said: “Vinny, we are making a snack for all of the workers outside, you want anything special?”
I replied: “No, I am certain anything you two make will be fine.” I released their breasts and headed to the back door as I said: “I am going to check on the boys. If you need me, I will be outside.” They each placed a peck on my cheek then I headed out. I decided to take a quick tour of the construction site. It was a few hundred meters from Max’s house; Ed had been intelligent enough to leave space for expansion in all directions. They had extended the road to the site.
The actual property was half swamp land, as of yet unreclaimed, and the rest was a mix of small quarrying pits, clay piles and other rubble. It was not ideal, but Max had bought it for a song; literally; he had written a nice poem which an artist wanted to make it into a song. After selling it for half a million, Max then used the money to buy this place. Not a bad deal, I think the album with the song went platinum within a year of release.
Max had built his place right in the middle of the lot and had built a long road to his house; it was truly remote, a perfect place for being alone. I only hoped that Max would not be too upset as we turned this place into ‘Biker Heaven’. It took me a few minutes to walk around the construction site. Loud music could be heard from both sites, to my surprise they weren’t actually trying to compete to see who was loudest today, a nice change. But of course it didn’t surprise me to see that they were holding a wet t-shirt contest. At least it looked like the girls were having fun, as were the boys.
Even given all the distractions, all was proceeding well, so I headed to the areas they had set aside to train. Frank had set up on a flat dirt area close to the end of the swamp, it was where the reclaim efforts had stopped and most of the ground was hard dry clay, but he had managed to find a relatively soft dirt patch. He had thirty guys in white training uniforms mimicking his movements. From the patterns, it looked like he was teaching them Dragon Kung-Fu.
I continued toward Paul’s area. He had set up a little further down the bank, about 250 meters further, but due to the uneven terrain it was a fifteen minute walk to get there. His classes were held mostly in a small forest and in the actual swampland. He had another twenty guys in cammo gear trying to hide in tall swamp grasses as they sneaked up on him.
I walked down to him and said: “I can easily see twenty of your students, how many am I missing?”
Paul replied: “There are thirty of them; I know where all but one is.”
I looked a little closer, counting out loud, “21, 22, 23, 24, 25 and 26,” I paused for a few seconds, “27, 28, 29,” I looked around, and then I saw him. “30, I found the last guy.”
Paul looked at me and said: “I have been looking for him for ten minutes, where the fuck is he?”
I took three steps forward, reached down and tapped a guy a mere five feet from us and said: “Nice work son.”
He got up, covered in local foliage and said: “What gave me away?” Paul was awe struck and waited for my answer.