The Tuesday following the party I found myself hanging out with Melanie and Sara, both of whom had the day off from work. Sara had called me and asked if I wanted to drive her and Melanie to the mall, which didn't seem like the most fun idea possible, but I agreed.
"We'll do some shopping and get some lunch," Sara said on the phone.
"Sounds fine to me," I said. "As long as you guys try on a couple of bathing suits for me."
Sara laughed and agreed. I picked them up at Sara's parent's house and we headed to the mall, Sara riding shotgun and Melanie behind her. They were both dressed in tantalizing spring fashion. They both wore short skirts and tight shirts that framed their breasts nicely. I thought I might have been able to lose a roll of quarters in Melanie's cleavage.
We drove and talked and laughed about the party mainly. They were both gone when I woke up that Sunday morning, so I hadn't had any time to gauge their next-morning reactions.
"I can't believe how good you fuck, Jason," Sara said. "And Matt's cock was so huge, no offense."
"Yeah," Melanie added.
"No offense taken," I said. "The dude's got a big dick. I'm still happy with mine."
"Yours is really nice," Sara said, reaching down to stroke my cock through my pants while I drove.
"You should suck his cock while he's driving," Melanie piped in from the backseat. "Then I can suck it on the way back."
"He's already hard," Sara said. "So what do you think, Jason? Do you want me to suck your cock for you?"
"Well, I'm definitely not going to say no," I said, with a chuckle.
"I might, if you ask me too," Sara said with a wry smile.
"Yeah," Melanie said. "I think you should have to beg for it, actually."
"So?" Sara said with her eyebrows arched.
I laughed and paid attention to the road. We were probably twenty minutes from the mall, leaving plenty of time for Sara to suck my cock before we parked the car. But they seriously wanted me to beg?
"Will you suck my cock?" I asked, timidly.
"I don't think he really wants it, Sara," Melanie chided.
"I know! You'd think he'd be more eager to get his cock sucked," Sara said as if I was not in the car.
"So?" Melanie said.
I wasn't sure what they were trying to get me to do, but I realized that it would be hot as hell to go through the tollbooth with Sara sucking my cock and I was rock-hard already from thinking about it. There was no doubt in my mind that they'd leave me hanging, to try hiding a hard-on while we walked around the mall.
"Will you please suck my cock for me, Sara?" I said as meekly as I thought I could muster.
"Of course I will, Jason," she said with a giggle, and Melanie laughed.
Sara unzipped my pants and pulled my raging hard cock out, stroking my shaft and licking a little drop of pre-cum from the tip. I tried to keep the car on the road as her lips closed around the head of my cock and she started sucking me, taking a little more of me into her mouth with every stroke. I moaned aloud and heard a moan from the back seat and glanced back just long enough to realize that Melanie's skirt was hiked up and she was fingering her clit while she watched. There was no sign of her panties, but I didn't have time for a more thorough inspection because my car was headed toward the median strip again.
Sara's mouth came off my cock with a pop as I adjusted our course. "Hey, watch where you're going stud. If you get us crashed, there's no way I'll let you cum in my mouth."
She immediately returned to sucking hungrily on my cock. I heard Melanie moan again loader and for a second I thought I could smell her pussy, but it might have been Sara's. Or my imagination. The last five miles before the toll booth felt like fifty, with the pleasure screaming through my body from where Sara was sucking my cock. I fumbled for a dollar as the toll came closer. Sara didn't let up for an instant, and I didn't want her to. I put down the window and held out the dollar and just let it go without stopping. I heard the woman in the tollbooth yell something just as my balls churned and I started spurting cum into Sara's mouth. She swallowed every drop that she could and licked up and swallowed what spilled out and dribbled down my cock.
Just before she finally sat up I realized that I definitely did smell pussy. I looked back and saw Melanie shaking with her orgasm, her pussy was wide open and dripping wet and practically begging for a hard fucking. I made a mental note to make sure I got a chance to fuck her pussy some time later in the day. I didn't come completely down from my orgasmic high until we pulled into the mall parking lot.
"As soon as we get a chance," Sara said as she climbed out of the car, "you're going to suck my pussy for me."
"Yes ma'am," I said with a mocking salute. Truth was I couldn't wait. In the sexual pandemonium of the party, I actually had missed out on eating pussy for the most part, and I meant to make up for it today.
We chatted and joked while the girls shopped. Occasionally they'd head into a fitting room to try on whichever pair of jeans or skirt, and I remained patiently outside, imagining them getting naked and fantasizing about the pair eating out each other's pussies again. I had to be careful a couple of times to try to think about baseball, or else the whole mall would have seen the tent in my pants.
After two or three stores, Sara and Melanie were looking at bathing suits in one of the virtually identical department stores.
"So when are we going to have another party?" Melanie asked me.
"You mean like last Saturday?" I asked.
Sara rolled her eyes. "Yes like last Saturday, dumb-ass," she said and laughed.
"Yeah, a fuck-party or whatever you want to call it," Melanie said.
I looked around to see if anyone was within earshot, but neither of the girls seemed to care.
"I don't know," I said. "I wasn't really sure if anyone would be up for a sequel."
"Well, I'm in," Sara said, and Melanie echoed. "I'm sure Tina and Stacy and Matt would be up for it. And Jack and Ryan obviously had a good time."
"True," I agreed. "I guess I'll give Tina a call and we can make plans. Do you two know anyone else who might like to come?"
"Who doesn't like to cum?" Melanie said with a wicked smile.
"TouchΓ©," I said. "Do you know anyone else crazy enough for another orgy?"
"I might be able to find someone," Sara said. "Why? Are getting bored of us?"
"Hell, no," I said. "I just think it would be fun to bring a few more people. We've had eight, why not twelve?"
"I think my parents might like it," Melanie said.
Sara and I both stared at her, wide-eyed.
"You're kidding, right?" I asked. "Nope," Melanie said. "Not kidding. My parents are freaks. I've seen them fuck a bunch of times. Once they even had a fuck-party with two other couples when they thought I was at Sara's house."
"She's not making it up," Sara said. "I saw it too. It was actually really hot. Her dad has a really nice cock."