My eyes popped open from the piercing sensation I was feeling with Kamilla's cock sliding at great speed deep into me. I saw then Laura and Eugenia smiling at me. What for? They had seen the fast descent of my body and the flapping of my hard cock as my thighs clashed onto Kamilla, as she just let me go sliding downwards on the hard vertical axel of her cock to be impaled by her. And this burst of violence did not stop there. She was being much less careful with me than with Laura. I could see in Laura's face some apprehension to my situation. I hoped her smile was one of encouragement, of letting me know to just enjoy the ride, as she had done. Was she trying to tell me that she had also felt a slight fear at being fucked by Kamilla? Or perhaps all her body language was related to the fact that she was also getting somewhat rough with Eugenia, banging her enthusiastically from behind? Was she feeling the same thrill as Kamilla, with the overwhelming power it gives to be on top, from behind, controlling the deep penetration of someone's ass. Surely she was. I felt it. So I just had to let go. Or let in, if you wish. Laura and Eugenia had reverted to their own pleasure. I saw how Eugenia was really pumping on Laura's cock as much as Laura was pushing up, and the look on her face showed she was building up an orgasm. Her moist fingers were deep in her cunt with the base of her palm pressing and hovering over her clit. Laura was grabbing Eugenia's large breasts with big open hands, the fingertips pressing on the nipples, and sucking on her right shoulder. I started emulating Eugenia's cadence; Kamilla's cock was way in, filling me deeply with, now, no discomfort. I had opened good like never before. I started moving in earnest so that the following sensations of lifting and diving that I liked so much would lead me to the climax I thrived. I asked Kamilla, turning my face towards her, "Fill me deep. Push hard, don't stop". My cock was hard and bouncy and I grabbed it along with one of Kamilla's hands. Her tits were pressing on my back and her hard nipples were poking on my shoulder blades. I made sure to press more. I had a strong urge to kiss Eugenia and reach for one of Laura's hands covering one tit. We were too far now. I turned again to deeply kiss Kamilla, making sure to have my tongue as deep in her as it could. Kamilla's throat gasping sounds led me to believe she was close to coming inside me. "Don't come yet... fill me more, get harder, push, push..." I said that because I was really enjoying it, wanting it to last more, knowing also that this would perhaps be a one-time thing and perhaps no girl with such humongous dick would come across again to fuck me in the ass. "That's it baby, I can't get any harder, any longer, it's all I got... please let me come" she stuttered to me. "Let me come out and show Eugenia my flying juices..." she begged. She had filled Laura... so she would fill me too. I needed to feel the jet of her semen lining my insides; I dearly hoped she would eject loads, seeping over us as she popped out, softer and spent. I pushed down hard, lifting my feet from the floor. I clenched. I had the ignition button in my ass. I was commanding the ejection.
While I was diving inside the girl with my very hard cock and stamping my balls on her really swollen, protuberant and hanging labia, to which she reacted immediately with some louds gasps of pleasure as she removed the hands that were opening her cheeks and went back to grab Lisa's tits, I had a flashback to Simone: I thought of how diverse our tastes are -- I mean everybody's -- and how patient we need to be sometimes, because we are never sure of how the dynamics would go in a sexual pairing. I had met Simone in a Yoga class, where we found ourselves paired together in a short stint of couple's asanas. I had never done this before: touching someone else within a session as you perform movements in which you require the strength and stability of you partner. Like the one where we are seated back-to-back, arms long to the side and hands interlaced and, lifting with the twisting arms, both of us reach up. Our shoulders push back against each other and at one point our heads relax back to sit on each other's shoulder. I was a quite intimate situation and the kind of human contact that enhances the bodily feelings one achieves with Yoga: a level of erotic awareness that gently boils up, well, in the right conditions. But now, as one is connected to someone else... Anyhow, I got to know Simone better and she was a revelation to me. Not because I wanted to imitate her but by the strangeness of her own sexual tastes, and mostly how uncomfortable she felt in sexual situations. Simone told me, as we started meeting after a few sessions of that paired Yoga (we would continue to do it together), and started revealing more intimate bits about ourselves; she did not like a hard cock (man or woman's); Simone did not like to have anal sex (especially into her); Simone was not comfortable with her own cock. Ah, and, may be as corollary to all this, she did not like to use her cock to fuck (although she made exceptions. She had a soft cock... I later experienced she could not harden it too much). This made her options reduced, and that it took someone very special to please her: someone aware of the array of erotic feelings and the subtle ways of erogenous spots spread out in our bodies --away from the traditional spots. It often came to the masseuse to awaken those spots; but she told me that she climaxed alone and hardly ever did she ask the woman to help her. So Simone hoped to find someone who would understand all her issues; not an easy wish. Then, she was convinced that her troubles would end with her long-wished sex change. She really wanted to be as close as a natural woman and she felt that being fucked in her vagina (rather than her ass). And to do so, and she had no doubt about that, she preferred a woman like me. I joked saying I could get a really hard cock. And she said, "Oh, I'm certain it will be much more pleasurable that having one now from behind. I'm looking forward to having a hard woman's cock inside me, the right way". "Let's drink to that!" I said, hoping that perhaps I could be her first when such time came. I was hard. I was horny just thinking about it, because Simone was a stunning and interesting woman and I would not mind starting a relationship with her. But we lost touch and did not get to see if her wishes had come true.
PS 8. My wife is good at finding our girls. She has a sixth sense to find them, mostly in bars, and she scans them sitting on stools, with their legs crossed. She will approach one and starts teasing her, not long before she searches her panties. She likes her cock to be already hard. She made her hard, often saying nice things to her.