“Um, dearest? What is this?”
Soon after Olivia and I met, back when we were traveling to this city, we stopped in a cabin to take shelter from the rain. While there, we found a thin white shirt and navy-blue panties. At the time, I had no name for these
clothes, but later Diane explained to me that they were called a “gym uniform.” It seemed the outfit was another one of Prince Charles’s wacky ideas. A princess of the Magne Kingdom was quite fond of exercise and all manner of sports, and she enjoyed the outfit so much that she wore it whenever she exercised.
However, as everyone knows, it’s wrong for women to bare their legs before strange men, so she only exercised in the courtyard of her palace, where none but the maids were present.
“I asked Marthe’s husband make it, using the clothes from that cabin as a sample.”
I had Olivia put the gym uniform on, her skin still flush from the bath.
She seemed a little embarrassed, probably due to being reminded of how we fucked in the cabin. In Diane’s view, clothes were a spice for the meal that was sex, so she was unperturbed by the idea of dressing up for it.
Perfect. They were just what I had ordered. My wives’ breasts were magnificent, of course, so the uniform’s top stretched nicely over their chests.
Meanwhile, the area around their hips was comfortably loose.
The blue panties—apparently called compression shorts—were deliciously sexy on Olivia, sinking into her soft buttocks. Meanwhile, damn, Diane’s gym shorts let me feel every little curve of her plump ass as they sunk into her youthful skin. What I’m really trying to get across here is the almost-criminal amount of sexiness that stood before me. I could boldly declare that this was too much power for the world at large to know of. This secret was one I had to keep locked up in my bedroom.
As the two girls sat beside each other and spread their legs wide, beckoning me inside them, my mind went blank for a moment. I must have leapt forward in that moment, because when I came back to my senses, my lips were already upon Olivia’s.
“Eep! Mm… Oh, dearest… Mmph. Nhaah!”
Our tongues danced and intertwined while my hands got down to business. My right massaged her bountiful bosom, and my left savored the sensation of Diane’s soft, moist flower.
“Lord Chris, I… Aah! Y-You’re rubbing my clitoris through the panties… Aaah! I’ve never felt this rough sensation before!”
The way the gym shorts sunk into Diane was nothing short of miraculous. I could even see her little slit through them. I pushed my finger
inside a bit, feeling her opening through the shorts. I couldn’t go all that deep of course, but I could definitely hear little squelches when I moved my finger.
“Haah! Aah, Lord Chris, your finger… is incredible! Aah, it’s so good! I love it!”
“Mmch, mmph… Mmwah! Dearest, don’t stop at just my breasts. Please, let my flower—my slutty pussy—have some of the fun.”
I teased Olivia’s nipple through the shirt, which must have felt pretty great, since it earned a rare bout of begging from her. The shirt was thick, so it was akin to having her breasts massaged through normal clothes. So I moved my right hand down to her crotch and thrust my hand inside her shorts, slipping two fingers inside her vagina. Her opening was already damp with the juices of arousal, owing to the pleasure of being kissed and fondled.
Perhaps due to how tight the gym shorts were, she was nice and hot down there, too.
“Mmmmnnngh! Aaah! Mmph!”
Olivia readily let my fingers in, soaking them with her juices immediately. Not wishing to neglect Diane, I slid my other hand into her gym shorts and massaged her directly as well. Wow, she’s hot, too.
I started really going at them with my fingers, prompting both of them to scream as they gushed juices from the overpowering pleasure.
“Nngh! Your fingers are too good, Dearest…”
“Aaah! I’m going to cum!”
I thrust my fingers all the way inside my wives and vigorously rubbed against their walls. Immediately, their vaginas clamped down on my fingers…
“Aah! Nghaaah!”
“Aah, I’m cumming! I’m cummiiiing!”
And they both climaxed simultaneously. No matter how many times I saw their faces as they orgasmed, they still aroused me to no end. It was an amazing sight to see both the pure Olivia and the sultry Diane alike gazing up at me with ecstasy.
Though they were exhausted, I had them get on all fours and present me with their shapely asses, their vaginas so sopping wet that their damp shorts twinkled lewdly in the lamplight. It was an even more arousing sight than if they’d been fully naked.
I would’ve loved to just take in the view for a while, but my painfully-
erect member wouldn’t allow it. Which one should I penetrate first, I wondered.
“Haah, haah… Come, Lord Chris. Pleasure me more with your powerful cock.”
Diane slid her gym shorts to the side, displaying her privates to me. And you know me—I can’t refuse a girl in need.
“Aah! It’s hot! Aaahhnnn!”
I buried myself inside her and thrust in and out, the prize inside her gym shorts warmly, softly sucking in my cock. Her pussy, slick with nectar as it was, made movement smooth enough that I could piston at great speed.
Once again, though, I couldn’t just neglect Olivia. I snaked a hand around her hips and pulled her close, gripping her white shirt in my teeth and lifting it. Her breasts spilled out, allowing me to massage them with my mouth.
“Hnnngh! Amaaaazing! Aaaaah! It’s too goooood!”
“Nnngh! N-No, I’m sensitive there! Haaah, don’t suck on it like that!”
Diane’s lovely face burned with lust as she turned to face me, still on all fours. Yeah, that’s the look I like to see. That’s the face only I get to see.
From her perspective, I probably looked like a beast who had lost himself to pleasure.
I couldn’t imagine a man who wouldn’t be obsessed with her beauty, her seductiveness, and her incredible pussy. And the amazing, soft breasts that I played with using my mouth were mine to do with as I pleased, as Olivia’s husband.
Excitement alone intensified my thrusts, splashing our fluids around every time our skin smacked together.
“Haaaah! Aaah! Aah, it’s too rough. I’m going to cum! Lord Chris, Lord Chris, Lord Chriiis!”
Diane called to me as she surrendered her body to pleasure. Her immaculately styled red hair tossed wildly, disheveled. I felt my own orgasm approaching, too, so I shoved my cock all the way inside…
“Eeyaaaah! I love iiit!”