Chapter 62: Come help me

Staring deeply into Arthur’s eyes, Iris couldn’t hold her feelings anymore, and the words escaped her lips before she could even think about it.

"I love you, Arthur."

For a second, both of them fell into silence, the seriousness of her declaration sinking in for both of them. Iris, in particular, blushed profusely.

"I... let’s just fuck," she said, trying to change the subject, but Arthur silenced her with a kiss.

"Were you being serious?" he asked, looking into her eyes, pressing her.

But Iris still didn’t give him a proper answer at first; instead, she quickly removed her top and bra at the same time, trying to use her biggest assets to distract Arthur. Her massive tits were lifted by the clothes, only to be freed right after.

For a long second, the distraction worked, Arthur temporarily falling silent as he watched the two perfect mounds bounce and slap against each other with a heavy thud, then settle against her torso, prodigies standing tall in their perfect shape and impossible size.

Still, all she got was a small chuckle out of Arthur, who found her desperate attempt to distract him hilarious.

This time, it was Arthur who pressed the girl against the bed, staring straight at her, his eyes completely focused on her face, the face of the woman he...

"I also love you," he said, feeling just a bit shocked by his own words.

Different from Iris, who had been struggling with these feelings for a while, Arthur hadn’t given the topic much thought. He found Iris attractive, liked being with her, and didn’t think past that.

Still, as he stared into her eyes, the words just came out naturally. He was sure of it, he had also fallen in love with Iris, even if they had only known each other for such a short period.

"This..." Iris blushed deeply.

"I love you," Arthur repeated, and kissed her tenderly. "I really love you," he said once more, just to make sure she understood he was serious about it.

"Fuck..." Iris mumbled to herself, fear and love colliding in her mind.

Still, she couldn’t escape her feelings. Looking at Arthur’s serious expression and listening to him say he loved her made her impossibly happy.

Then the dam broke.

Iris grabbed his shirt and made them spring with so much force the piece of cloth almost tore. And once again, she was standing above him, her heavy tits hanging close to his face.

Her hand quickly reached for the hem of his shirt, and Arthur shot his arms up to help her remove it. Next, Iris unbuckled her belt, while Arthur kicked his pants away.

The underwear was the last to come off; neither of them was in the mood for a sexy strip, so they just tossed it aside.

Iris pressed her massive boobs flush against him once again, kissing him deeply. Then, as she arched her back, she smothered his face against the perfect heavy flesh while aligning her pussy with his hard cock.

"I love you." With a single movement, she hammered her hips down, taking his entire length in one go. "Fuck!" A scream tore from Iris’s mouth, carrying all the feelings she had been holding back.

"I love you too..." Arthur managed to say, his voice muffled by her boobs.

He didn’t stay idle for long. His lips found the tits smothering him, biting and sucking on the soft flesh, and Iris let him; she just stayed there, his cock pulsing deep inside her, both of them savoring the warmth of finally being joined with nothing left unsaid.

Then she rose, and the two of them exchanged knowing glances. In a silent conversation, they decided not to hold back even a little bit. They didn’t care if they would get too tired or if the sex would be short.

All they needed was to let their feelings explode.

So Iris began riding him really fast, moving her entire body with each thrust.

Her massive tits slapped against her chest with every bounce as she slammed her hips up and down like a hammer. Arthur didn’t want to just lie there either, thrusting up to meet her halfway on every drop, their bodies colliding with loud, shameless claps of skin.

Soon his hands found their way to her massive tits, grabbing them, squeezing hard, using them as anchors as he fucked up into her.

All the passion they had been holding back exploded at once, and the exercise was so intense that only 10 minutes in, they were actually breathless, especially Iris.

"Fuck..." Iris commented, stopping for a second, and both of them chuckled. "I need just a minute."

"No problem," Arthur said, still playing with her boobs. "As long as I have these I will be happy." He supported the weight of her left tit before letting it fall naturally.

Iris rolled her eyes and smirked. "Honestly, I think I have never trained this hard in the gym. You really make me work hard, stud."

Just as she said it, Iris began fucking him hard once again, this time with less frantic movements.

They found their rhythm together, bodies slapping, the bed creaking, both of them chasing the end with everything they had. The pleasure coiled tighter and tighter until it finally snapped.

"I love you!" they screamed in unison, climaxing at the same time, Iris’s pussy clamping down around his cock as he buried himself to the hilt and flooded her womb, their voices breaking on each other’s names.

The door opened right then.

Vanessa stood in the doorway, smiling a bit apologetically, clearly feeling she had picked a bad moment to walk in.

"Sorry... bad timing?" she offered, though she made no move to leave.

Still catching her breath, Iris slid off Arthur’s now glistening cock, lay back on the bed, and waved her friend in.

"Don’t worry. Come here and clean him up."

Vanessa smirked and approached to do just that, crawling onto the bed on all fours with a cat’s grace, her ass always held up high.

While she blew him, she talked about how lucky Arthur was, having both her and Iris, about how many heads the two of them turned during their short date.

Then, wanting to provoke him, she went on about how many men had been eyeing her that night, even some very attractive ones.

In response, his cock twitched in her mouth, and she pulled back with a teasing grin.

"Hit a nerve, didn’t I? It seems like you are a possessive stud."

The truth was that since their first encounter, actually, since long before that, Vanessa hadn’t slept with any other man. But she still teased him about the possibility, wanting to see how he would react. She wanted to push Arthur.

And it was then that Arthur realized he had no official relationship with Vanessa, actually, not even with Iris. His eyes fell on his teacher, who read the worry on his face and smiled.

"I love you," Iris repeated. "You are the only man I think about all day, and I will never stop loving you."

Her declaration made his cock twitch once again. And he turned his attention to Vanessa, feeling a mix of guilt and anger.

He had just told Iris he loved her, and here he was, wanting to own another girl. But all his reason disappeared when Vanessa leaned in and provoked him one last time.

"I’ll be only yours... if you can fuck me silly. But it doesn’t even seem like you can get it up." She stuck her tongue out in challenge.

Arthur’s cock sprang back to full hardness instantly, maybe even bigger than before, slapping against Vanessa’s face and waking up to the challenge immediately.

As much as Vanessa was hoping to get him hard again, she couldn’t avoid feeling shocked, but still, her whole body trembled in expectation. He really was the perfect stud to put her in place.