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Tracey left and came back with a warm, wet washcloth and began to clean the remnants of his orgasm and their saliva from his skin. She has a soft touch and he relaxed under her gentle care. She bathed him thoroughly, returning to the bathroom a couple of times to rinse out and refresh the cloth.

To his amazement, she even skinned back his foreskin to clean beneath it, much as he do himself when performing personal hygiene. He chuckled. "You're good at this; it's almost as if you have one of those yourself."

She smiled as she continued working. "I do, don't I. I have this one right here." "Yes, you do. You do seem to know what you're doing."

"It's not rocket science; a clean cock is a happy cock – and, more importantly, makes for a happy girlfriend."

Harry laughed. "Good point. I'm kind of surprised you let Daphne share and join in so easily; I wasn't expecting that."

"Neither was I Harry had no way of knowing that she would come bursting in like that, but once she did she'd pretty much seen all there was to see. Letting her join in wasn't much of a stretch from there."

"I suppose. That sure was embarrassing for the first few minutes, though, lying there naked and immobile."

"Daphne enjoyed it, and I suspect you did too. Besides, you have nothing to be embarrassed about; you're a pretty sexy specimen."

"Thanks, I think." He watched her for several seconds as she focused on getting him clean. "You sure you're okay with this With her touching him and everything"

She paused and looked at me. "It's just fun and games, right It wasn't anything we planned, but you're enjoying it, he assume, and I'm having fun."

"It's a little awkward. You're having fun, you're sure"

"Oh yes, and it's making me very horny; you wouldn't believe how wet my panties are."

Harry hadn't considered that aspect, and that knowledge sent a tingle of arousal straight to his balls. "I like that idea, babe."

"Daphne's the same; I guarantee you that she's dripping."

Hmm, double-tingles Two horny, beautiful women, wet pussies and all, messing with him and his junk; this situation was starting to look like it had possibilities after all "As long as you're sure you're okay with it; he just don't want to do anything we're going to regret later."

She merely laughed. "Should I take that to mean that you're fine with the situation"

Harry equivocated, but only slightly. "Well, Daphne wouldn't have been my first choice for a threesome, and I probably never envisioned myself tied up and naked while the two women were still dressed, but otherwise, yeah; hog heaven, babe."

She laughed again. "Appropriate, since you're a pig You, my love, are a man slut." "Hey, this was not his idea"

"Mmm, no, that's true." She had finished cleaning his dick and now held it in her hands, thick and flaccid as it drooped to the side. "You know, when you're hard this would make a good horseshoes stake."

"Yeah, let's not go there."

"No, obviously, but if we had some plastic rings or some embroidery hoops or something we could play ring-toss."

"Probably not. Besides, I have an idea for a better game that Daphne and I can play with your parts."

"Gotta tell ya, that idea makes my testicles draw up."

She looked, then giggled. "Not that I can tell besides, you're going to love it. I promise."

Daphne walked back in just then, carrying three butterbeers by the necks of the bottles. "What's he going to love"

"The game I have planned." She took one of the ice-cold bottles from Daphne and held it where the cold condensation could drip on his bare chest, causing him to wriggle and wince before she carefully tilted it to his lips, her other hand beneath his head helping to raise it enough to for him to drink. he took a long swig, draining almost a third of the bottle.

Daphne plunked down on the bed alongside him, making the bed bounce and the ropes tug at his extremities. "Tell me" Tracey smiled. "We... are going to have a blow-off"

Daphne frowned. "I think I know where you're going with this, but go ahead and 'splain it, okay"

Tracey laughed. "A blowjob contest, you against me. Harry will be the captive subject, obviously. We'll take turns sucking him, for, say... thirty seconds each, and whichever one of us makes him come is the winner."

Daphne looked dubious. "Uh-huh. And what do we win except a mouthful of Harry-juice"

"Oh, the prize is the best part If you win, you get to keep the mouthful of cum, if you want, but you also get to pick your spot for round three, when one of us will be riding his cock while the other rides his face."

Harry laughed. "I like the sound of this game a lot better than I thought he would. And I'm suddenly much more optimistic about things, at least through the first three rounds; you two getting naked will definitely help things along."

Harry could feel myself beginning to get hard again just thinking about what they were planning. Both girls' eyes moved to his groin for a few seconds, watching him thicken and pulse, but then Tracey's eyes narrowed.

"You're entirely too eager to see Daphne naked. I think we'll stay dressed for the blow-off game, and for round three you'll be blindfolded." She held up the long strip of cloth we'd used as a blindfold on her when she'd been the one tied down.

"Oh, come on You know how much I like to watch."

"You can watch us suck your dick, but once you come we blindfold you."

Daphne took the blindfold from Tracey. "This would work as a gag too, you know; we could use it to shut him up so he'd quit whining."

Tracey appeared to consider it. "I don't know..."

Harry didn't like the sound of that at all "Okay, I promise to be quiet. Well, mostly; I may moan and groan a little – plus, it would make it hard to finish my beer if you do that."

To his surprise, Daphne grabbed his beer and held it to his lips so he could take another pull on it. She relented – slightly - as he took a drink. "Okay, we'll let it go for now, but I swear, the next time you say something mean..."

Harry made a mental note to watch his mouth; not always an easy task, considering the speed at which it sometimes moves. "I promise."

She tossed the blindfold aside and turned slightly to look at his cock. "I've never sucked an uncut one before either – obviously, since I've never seen a real live one" She looked at Tracey. "Is it very different"

Tracey shrugged. "Not too much, no. I think it feels sexy, and I sorta like to play with it with my tongue, so I like it; but then I just like sucking cocks. You always say you do too."

"I do. God, I am so wet right now"

Her confirmation of Tracey's suspicions sent a thrill through him. For Daphne to announce that she was also horny, her pussy wet, was oddly arousing. As his cock continued to slowly fill and grow, they took a time-out to establish the ground rules of the game.

Tracey said, "Okay, he's thinking thirty seconds each. You can time him and I'll time you and we'll keep trading off until he comes." Daphne nodded. "Hands or no hands" "Hands, for sure"

"Nipple play"

"His, or ours" laughed Tracey.

"Either, but I meant his."

"Sure, why not"

"How about balls play"

Tracey laughed. "Absolutely I don't even know how to give a blowjob without following the bouncing balls."

Daphne giggled. "Good, me too. I do love to jiggle and suck a nice big set of balls. Hmmm, how about ass play"

Harry looked at Tracey, wondering what she'd say; she knows very well that he's quite susceptible to the right touch in the right spot at the right moment. It would be a little embarrassing to have her reveal how much he enjoyed a nice bit of anal play... so, of course, she did.

She thought about it for a moment before saying, "He loves to have his ass played with; it might end the contest before it even begins."

Daphne looked at him, her eyebrows raised. "Really So Harry loves it up the ass I would not have guessed that"

Harry shook his head. "That's your ass you're thinking of, Daphne – you know, when you're entertaining the troops. I just enjoy a little tickle and poke with a finger once in awhile."

She grinned evilly. "I could go get my strap-on and we could test that theory. It's about your size or a little bigger. You might just enjoy it"

Tracey was frowning at her. "You have a strap-on Why"

"Long story; I'll tell you sometime. I say next time we tie him face-down, get a fresh bottle of lube, and we take turns wearing that ass out"

Next time? Who the fuck ever said there'd be a next time! He objected, of course, but Daphne's threats had sent a strong tingle of arousal through him. He had no idea that she could be so graphic and so kinky, and despite his objections, they could both see that he had a raging, throbbing hardon. Her suggestion was a bit extreme, and the thought of her wielding something like that on him more than a little frightening, but he couldn't hide what it had done to him.

Tracey was kind enough to point it out, in case anyone had failed to see the flagpole jutting up from his crotch. She reached out and wrapped her hand around the middle of his shaft. "You don't seem to be too put off by that idea, lover boy." She giggled. "You're hard as a rock he should have known, the way you love his fingers up there stroking your mushy bits"

Daphne laughed again. "Yeah, very kinky, Harry boy. You know, if you'll be my bitch and let me fuck your ass, we might just get along after all. The way you're so horny laying there naked with both of us still dressed, I sorta think you're digging this whole femdom scene, princess."

"Yeah, right; tell you what, let me fuck your ass first and then we can talk. Although knowing you, you'd probably love it."

Harry got that evil smile again. "You're right; he do. I've never had anyone your size, but it's doable. If it's okay with Tracey you just bought yourself a serious ass-fucking, boy – and remember, mine is at least as big as yours"

"Hey I said we'd talk, he didn't say we had a deal."

Tracey was smiling broadly, enjoying this far too much "Didn't expect her to call your bluff, did you And yes, it's fine with me if I get to watch and play too. You can eat my pussy while she takes your ass cherry, sort of take your mind off getting your butt reamed. For now, though, I'd say yes, a little ass-play, but not until either of us is on our third turn, and then only tickles, no fingers inside."

Daphne frowned. "Not even a little How about just to the first knuckle, but no prostate tickles"

"Hey, it's my ass, don't I get a vote"

Tracey said, "Hush You're just the game, not a player, so no, you don't." She considered Daphne's proposal before saying, "Okay then, just a little bit in, but no stroking his prostate; he likes that w-a-a-a-y too much. You do that and it's all over – figuratively and literally"

They both giggled as he blushed; she wasn't exaggerating very much, he's embarrassed to admit Daphne asked, "Who goes first"

Tracey thought for a moment. "Wait, I know" She grabbed his cock around the base, her fingers not fully encircling him, and said, "Upper hand, like kids do in baseball."

Harry realized what she meant a second before Daphne did, but she quickly figured it out and grabbed his cock just above Tracey's hand. Tracey wrapped her other hand just above that, which left pretty much just the head exposed.

Daphne crowed as she wrapped her tiny hand around the head of his cock... and promptly slid off, losing her grip on a handful of loose, slippery foreskin, heavily slathered in a slick of the precum he was copiously leaking. That brought a new outburst of giggles before she regained her grip and declared herself the winner. After that, she wasted no time, and as soon as Tracey had relinquished her grip Daphne slid her hand down, peeling his foreskin back in the process as she inhaled the upper part of his cock into her warm, wet mouth.

It felt amazing, but her sudden assault also caught him off guard and he gasped and arched his back as she took him halfway down her throat.

Tracey cried out, "Wait, I'm not timing you yet" as she scrambled to the nightstand for his watch, but Daphne had no intention of waiting: instead, she seemed focused on winning, which surprised him. he'd had no idea she was so competitive, but by about her third or fourth slide down his cock she had taken him all the way down and had her lips wrapped around the thick base of his shaft, his entire length engulfed snugly in her mouth and throat.

Harry'd never had anyone do that to him before, wouldn't have thought it possible by anyone outside of maybe some well-practiced porn star or some such, much less by anyone of Daphne's petite size She seemed unfazed by his size, however, and continued to run her lips up and down his full length for several more incredible trips down her gullet before Tracey called time. In a sense, he was saved by the bell, because much more of that would have had him squirting and spraying like a Water Wiggle. While it would have felt amazing to just let go and come, he knew he'd never have escaped the label of Half-Minute Man.

The momentary break as Tracey turned the watch over to Daphne and took control of his cock instead gave him just enough of a respite to regain control, and then Tracey's touch and style were just enough different that he was able to back up a square or two before the arousal began to soar again.

He'd never had two women do anything like this to him before. he mean, yes, He had more than two women suck his cock, but never at the same time, or even in the same day (or week, to the best of his recollection) where he could remember enough specifics to contrast their respective oral stylings.

In contrast to Daphne's enthusiastic and aggressive assault, Tracey's method, which he knew well, was to make love to his penis. She'd never been successful at taking more than three or four inches, perhaps had never truly tried, but it didn't matter because the things she did with her tongue were so exquisite that she would have him moaning and writhing the entire time.

This time was no different, as her warm lips suctioned onto him while her tongue stroked here, prodded there, slipped slightly into that and circled teasingly below the rim of the other. Her fingers were also busy, one set rubbing across his nipples as the other cupped his balls and found all the very best spots to touch. The differences between their methods were stark, but somehow both were incredibly pleasurable.

Harry could feel hisself approaching a boil once again, the pressurized tingling in his groin intense and growing when Daphne called time and handed the watch back to Tracey as Tracey relinquished his penis to her. And so it went, each of them pushing him up the hill before being called to a halt and handing off to the other as he slipped back a few paces, only to once again be pushed to the precipice.

Harry don't know if the thirty-second window was something they were aware of ahead of time or not, but it proved to be a diabolical thing, just long enough to allow him to see the summit but never quite enough to crest it. Much like the ninety feet between bases in baseball is the perfect distance for many close plays, this was the perfect time span for many close calls of another variety.

Surprisingly, they both honored the agreement to not take advantage of him anally on their first three turns, but as Tracey finished her ninetieth second of making oral love to his cock Daphne called, "Okay, that's it No holes barred"

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