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She and I were able to stare deep into each other's eyes as we sat there, knee to knee, both giving and receiving immense pleasure from a still moaning Paul. I wanted some more stimulation, though, and I switched things up by shifting my movements to a fast and steady forward and backward rhythm that allowed about half of his rigid cock to pull out and then slide forcefully back into my soaked pussy. I could see that Kelli had begun to flow with so much juice, that it was running down Paul's chin in streams, and I gave her a naughty look as I reached down and used my finger to gather up some of the precious nectar from between her lips.

I made sure to give her tender clit a light flick as I pulled my finger up through her slit, and I smiled when she gasped at the extra stimulation. I also made sure my eyes were smoldering as I brought my finger up to my mouth and cleaned it of her essence. By this point we were both grinding our hips over Paul's shaft and his tongue, and Kelli grabbed my face and pulled me roughly towards her own and crushed her greedy mouth to mine. I wasted no time in thrusting my tongue between her lips and the two of us started to whimper into each other as our climaxes approached like a runaway freight train.

As for Paul, I am sure the sounds we were making along with the wonderful friction that our bodies were providing, had him close to cumming as well. I wanted to make sure that we all crested at nearly the same time, so I picked up my thrusting pace and reached out to Kelli's nipples to give them several rapid but gentle tugs. She cried out with a final shriek into my mouth as her orgasm blasted through her body, which was now shaking in overwhelming pleasure. The sounds and her movements were enough to push Paul over the edge, and as I heard his grunts I felt spurt after spurt of his creamy seed bathe my innermost walls. I cried out with my own orgasmic wail and joined my lovers in a trembling mess of limbs and fluids.

Kelli rolled over onto the bed first while I could do nothing but sit there with Paul's softening cock still sheathed in my sensitive quim. Paul didn't move other than the occasional post orgasm twitch, and from the look on his face he was trying to catch his breath. I finally shifted off of him and allowed myself to collapse onto my back next to both he and Kelli, letting my body just bask in the warm glow of my exertions. Kelli, however, had other ideas.

"Hey Paul," she sighed as she sat up and moved herself down towards the end of the bed. "While you recover I'm going to help clean Myka up, ok?"

Paul did nothing but nod and vocalize a short acknowledgement, but I cried out in surprise as Kelli moved her head right between my legs and began to lap up our mingled fluids with snake like flicks of her tongue. Her ministrations, coming so soon after such a powerful orgasm, caused my back to arch almost painfully, and my hand shot out and gripped Paul's with a crushing intensity. Each teasing flick of Kelli's tongue over my soaked and swollen pussy caused my core to fire off with a series of ever increasing mini-climaxes, and a long mournful yowl was dragged from my mouth as her delicate assault continued.

God I was so fucking sensitive, and what Kelli was doing to my aching sex pushed the line between rapture and torment. Again, my body was shaking, and I had a complete lack of control that threatened to drive me to the point of insanity. And then a pair of warm strong hands lifted my upper body off of the bed as I felt Paul slip in behind me before letting me collapse back onto his chest.

"Shhh," he whispered to me as he let his hands press into the flesh of my breasts, and it felt like he was almost lending me strength. "Close your eyes and just ride it out. I've got you."

I closed my eyes, and let my senses focus on Paul's steady strength, and Kelli's gentle grip on my thighs, while the bundle of heat that had flared up in the pit of my belly began to burn like the sun. Kelli's tongue was still dancing around like a loose livewire, and Paul had changed to a firm massage of my breasts, all while my body had shifted to little more than spasmodic jerks of white hot pleasure. My mind could barely keep up with the overstimulation, but the feelings of love radiating from the two that had me under their control kept me afloat in a raging sea of pure bliss. Then Kelli suddenly sucked my clit into her mouth like a vacuum, and at the same time Paul pulled firmly on both of my nipple piercings as he gave them an almost savage twist.

"NNNNNNGGGYYYAAAAAHHHHHH..." I screamed out as every nerve in my ravaged body seemed to fire off at the same time, while my brain tried to sort out the cause of the blinding white light that had replaced the world.

It was the cool touch of a soft, dampened washcloth on my forehead welcomed me back to consciousness, and I opened my eyes to see Kelli's smiling face looking down at me.

"Welcome back sweetie," she whispered and leaned down and kissed me ever so gently.

"Wha..." I tried to reply, but my brain still had not fully recovered yet.

I looked over and saw Paul wring out more water from the cloth before continuing to bathe my head. His face had a strange mixture of concern and amusement on it, and I couldn't help but reach up to caress his cheek.

"What happened," I asked as I finally found my voice.

"Well, sweetie. Paul's and my plan to double team you hit you so hard you passed out."

"How long," I managed to whisper, and both of them laughed softly at my question.

"You've been out for about forty minutes or so," Paul replied, and Kelli giggled some more at my shocked expression. "Though most of that was probably just your body kicking itself into sleep mode to recover from the exertion."

"Here," Kelli said as she offered me a glass of water while Paul helped me sit up. "Sip this slowly."

I took the glass from her with a shaky hand, and spent the next few minutes drinking the water that she had given me. While I was sipping from the glass Paul used his washcloth to lightly bathe my entire body while Kelli pulled me into her chest so that I could rest my head, and I loved that while I lay there I could hear her heart beat singing to me.

"You guys should have recorded it if it was that good," I mumbled, and they both couldn't help but laugh at my joke.

"God, I was hoping for one more round," I groaned like a disappointed child. "But I'm so tired now. Can we go back to sleep?"

"Yes sweetie," Kelli whispered back to me. "We're all going to go to sleep now."

And Paul's mellow voice responded as well, "Yeah. We'll both keep a hold of you until morning. We just wanted to make sure you got some water before we called it a night."

"Thanks guys," I mewled in return. "I love you both."

I briefly turned around to secure a good night kiss from Paul, accepted Kelli's kiss, and then sighed in contentment as they pulled the covers over our bodies and enveloped me in a tangle of loving arms and legs. Within seconds I was asleep again, and my last conscious thought was that I was the luckiest cat girl in the world to have lovers that knew how to oh so completely push all of my buttons.

I woke up some time later with the sunlight just starting to beam its way through our curtains, and I noticed that I was alone on my side of the bed. I was curled up with a pillow, which was nice, but I missed the deliciously warm contact of Kelli's skin on mine. When I rolled over I was greeted by the sight of Paul's magnificent case of morning wood making a fairly good attempt to brush our ceiling. The thought of me riding his cock until he woke up crossed my mind, but my body was still feeling weak from the titanic orgasm that he and Kelli had given me from the night before. Hopefully there would be a next time.

Kelli came back into the room a couple of minutes later, and I gave her an I Love You morning smile as she crossed back over to our side of the bed. She crawled in beside me and pressed her lithe body against mine before giving me an absolutely blistering kiss good morning.

"Hi sweetie. I had to pee," and for some reason her comment made us both giggle like twelve year olds.

"Well I'm glad you got that out of your system," I replied and kissed her again.

"So what do you remember about last night?"

"Ok," I began, and I kept my voice down so that I didn't wake Paul up. "The exact details of what you guys did are still hazy, but my body remembers the uncontrollable warmth of the explosion. I'm still a bit shaky from it to be honest, but I have never felt something so absolutely magnificent."

"That's better than what we were hoping to give you," Kelli grinned, and we spent the next few minutes holding hands and resting against each other.

After a while, though, I got a mischievous smile on my face and I moved the two of us so that she was nearest Paul and his still hardened cock. I hesitated only for a short moment, but then I reached down and used the lightest touch I could to stroke up and down Kelli's slit until her breathing and the opening of her tender labia let me know she was ready. I moved using my cat like grace and was able to get off the bed without waking Paul, and I tugged on Kelli's arm to get her to move with me. I directed her to straddle our unconscious lover, and as she began to lower herself towards Paul I used the slightest touch to guide his bulbous head to her waiting lips.

There was enough of her slick fluid available that we were able to get Paul fully sheathed in Kelli's hot depths, and we managed it while keeping him asleep.

I gave her a peck on the lips and another cocky smile as I said, "Wake him up well love. I'm going to grab a shower and start breakfast.

I turned back to look as I left the room, and Kelli was moving her hips with agonizing slowness so that Paul would not wake, and I sighed in contentment at the look of lustful concentration that she had on her face. Paul was going to remember this forever.

I was hungry so I raced myself through the shower and quickly dried off the best I could, and wandered into the kitchen wearing nothing but my blue half robe. I was pulling out some bread and jam, and getting the things together to get the morning coffee started when I heard Paul shout out one last orgasm as Kelli finished him off. I'm sure that waking up from now on would pretty much be a total disappointment for him.

I was cutting up fruit for breakfast when Paul made his way to the bathroom and started his shower, and I was just about to make coffee when someone knocked at our door. I glanced at the clock which read eight forty-five, wondering who would be stopping by this early on a Sunday. I made my way into the living room and opened the door, and I was stunned to see Jessica standing there with a bag and a tray with four large coffee cups.

"Hey Jess," I said to her, still a bit confused. "Come in, come in."

"Thanks Myka," she replied and went straight to the dining table and laid out bagels and spread, and the individual fixings for the coffees. "I thought I would stop by and bring breakfast."

I was counting the coffee cups that she had brought and she laughed and gave me a cheesy grin.

"I brought four because I assume Paul is still here, right," and I blushed from head to toe when she said that.

"Oh yeah. I forgot you knew he was here," I replied as I continued to blush. "Well grab a seat anywhere and I will get the fruit that I was cutting up and be there in just a moment."