It’s quite remarkable how much better sound carries at night than during the daytime. That’s how I knew Cheryl and Amanda were coming to my house before they rang the doorbell, and how I was able to get my top off before they rang it. The look of surprise on their faces was completely worth it. “Evening, ladies. Glad you could make it.”
“Clarissa…you’re not wearing a shirt.” Amanda’s eyes looked ready to pop out of her head.
“Or a bra,” Cheryl added.
I opened the door wider. “Does that bother you?”
They stepped in and Amanda shut the door. “You weren’t kidding, Cheryl. She’s…something else.”
“If that’s what you want to call it.” I sat on the couch and gestured for them to sit on either side of me. They did so, and I put my arms around their waists. “Now…what are you two hoping will happen here tonight?”
“I had an idea,” Cheryl offered, grabbing my right breast. “After you brought us together, I can’t get you out of my mind, and neither can Amanda.. So, Clarissa…I want to watch you make love to my girlfriend.”
I liked the idea, but I wanted more. “And then…?”
She tweaked my nipple. “Well, after that, you’ll just have to find out.”
I grinned, silently proud of her for finding the nerve to order me around. “Amanda? Would you like that?”
“I mean…you’re awfully pretty, Clarissa. And…you have the biggest tits I’ve ever seen. I want to suck on them.”
“Prove it.”
Amanda blinked, as if I’d broken her brain. I grabbed the back of her head and pushed her face to my left breast. That snapped her out of her stupor and she started suckling on me. To my right, I heard Cheryl shifting her position, but didn’t bother looking to see how. I stroked her hair, reached through her short sleeves, and unhooked her bra.
Amanda held onto my shoulder, pulling her unfastened bra through her sleeve and dropping it behind her. She grabbed my other breast, squeezing and massaging it.
I turned fully toward her, grabbing at the hem of her shirt and pulling it over her head. She lifted her arms to allow it off, then suckled my other breast. I put my arms around her back and lowered her onto the couch, using her attention on my breasts as a distraction to get her pants off. Once she was undressed completely, I kissed her deeply. I grabbed one of her hands and put it on the clasp of my pants, not letting go until she figured out that I wanted her to get me out of them. It took a bit of struggle, but finally she peeled them off my legs and put her hand on my pussy. I touched her back, and put my ring and middle finger inside her.
The moment I was inside Amanda, she wrapped her arms and legs around me and kissed me. I kissed back, lying on my side with her between me and the back of the couch. She grabbed hold of my breasts, squeezing and kneading them as I worked my fingers around. Every circle I made inside her was a circle she made with my breasts. I made a pincer shape with my hand, pressing against her clit hood as I hooked her g-spot with my fingers. As I sped up, I felt her squeeze my breasts even tighter, until she buried her face between them. She bucked her hips against me, using my breasts to muffle her moans as she thrashed and shuddered. All through her orgasm, she clung to me, until finally she calmed down.
“Alright.” I rolled onto my back, putting her on top of me. She looked as cute as she could, fiery hair spilling out of her head over my breasts, her eyes round and staring straight at me. “Your turn.” I sat up, grabbing her arms and putting her down between my legs. Without another word, she put her mouth over my pussy and started licking.
For the first time since we’d started, I got a good look at Cheryl. She was naked and watching us, rubbing circles on her clit. I winked at her and spread my legs as wide as I possibly could.
Amanda held onto my thighs and attacked my pussy with her tongue, her whole body moving as she grunted and licked, shaking her face. She seemed quite eager to please me. I put a hand gingerly on her head. “Easy. Take it easy, dear. You don’t have to impress me.” She slowed and eased her pressure. “Don’t fret, every encounter has mistakes.”
As Amanda’s face slowly morphed into the same cute expression I’d come to be so fond of, Cheryl got onto all fours, crawling over her and making a shushing gesture at me. I patted Amanda’s head more as Cheryl put her hands around her breasts, lowering her body onto her girlfriend. She kissed the back of Amanda’s neck, reaching around her front to finger her, and pushed her face beside Amanda’s to join her in licking my pussy. Amanda froze up, no doubt from Cheryl entering her, but groaned and got back to it. I bent my legs in, resting my heels on their backs, holding them in place against me.
They went at me quite intuitively, in sync with one another as they licked me. They got me off so quickly, I wondered if Cheryl had decided to turn tonight into a contest to see how many orgasms she could give us. Before I knew it, everything went white.
When I came to, both of them were lying atop me and suckling on my breasts. I hugged them and sighed softly, easing into the pleasure, patting Cheryl on the back. “Ah, you two…you’re such a lovely couple.”
Cheryl laughed and kissed my collarbone. “You made that happen. Thank you.”
“If you really want to show your gratitude, show me how in control you are.”
“By doing what?”
I slapped her rear, knowing she would hate it. “That’s not my place to decide.”
She winced. “Ah! You bitch! That hurt!” I looked at her with the expression of a woman who would absolutely do it again. “Alright, you want control? How’s this?” She slapped Amanda’s rear. “Sit on her face, and don’t be gentle.”
Amanda climbed up as she was bid, and I grinned at the sight of her nethers settling right over my head. Her ass cheeks completely covered my eyes, and I pushed my tongue straight into her taint, flicking it around to lick up her arousal and sweat.
As I was enjoying Amanda riding my face, Cheryl had an iron grip on my thighs and was pushing them back and to the sides. Then, I felt something warm on my pussy, which from the position of her hands, I guessed was her pussy, especially when I felt a nub brushing against my clit. “See? Clarissa was being fresh with me, so that means we get to use her body to get ourselves off.”
“She…she’s licking me so well!” Amanda gasped.
“She does that. Come on, love…kiss me.” I felt Amanda leaning forward and heard the loud smacking noises that were soon joined by moans. Most likely, they were grabbing each other’s breasts as they rode me.
This wasn’t my first time pleasing two women at once, so I had no trouble bucking my hips against Cheryl while I tongued her pussy, my nose pressing against her ass. It was a bit funny that she seemed to think she was punishing me with this. In high school, I’d earned a reputation as the girl to go to if you wanted your pussy eaten. For every single year of my adult life, I’d eaten pussy at least once a week, usually more. “Addicted” didn’t begin to cover it.
Wanting to turn Cheryl and Amanda’s tandem domination around on Cheryl wasn’t on my mind, but that was where it was headed anyway. Before long, both of them were pressing even harder against me, and I wrapped my legs around Cheryl’s waist and my arms around Amanda’s thighs, and soon was drenched in pussy juice from both of them. I slid them together, scooted back, and sat Amanda between the two of my legs, letting her rest as I made out with Cheryl.
Amanda soon recovered, and I angled my head just a tiny little bit to allow her in as we started up a three-way kiss. Her tongue flicked from my mouth to Cheryl’s mouth, back again, all over the place. She let out a little groan, and I scooted back, allowing her to get out. “That was pretty hot, but my neck was starting to hurt.”
“One of the natural hazards of banging other women, but well worth the risk, in my opinion.” I leaned sideways. “Just a moment, I’m getting something.” I slid partway off the bed, my breasts hanging down to my chin as I felt around. One of them–Cheryl, most likely–slid a finger into my ass, playing around with it as I searched. I deliberately took my time, just to give her the satisfaction. I came back up and felt the finger removed as I presented a double dildo, wiggling it around.
Cheryl grinned. “I can think of lots of uses for that. Which one did you have in mind?”
“You and I are gonna use it, Cherry babe, and your girlfriend’s going to stand between us while we do.”
She slid to the side until our pussies were lined up. I positioned the dildo between us and slid it into myself, then pushed it towards her and guided it into her pussy before helping Amanda stand between our legs. I pushed my face into the redhead’s ass while Cheryl ate her pussy. “Whoa! Ohhhh holy shiiiiit!” Amanda put her hands on our heads for balance. “Fuck, you’re both so good! Ahhhnnn!”
I could feel faint motions from where Cheryl was pressing her tongue, though I couldn’t get mine deeper than Amanda’s pucker. Meanwhile, Cheryl was thrusting roughly into my pussy, no doubt trying to assert herself over me. I wanted her to succeed, but didn’t want to just hand her the victory–she would have been insulted if she ever found out, and wouldn’t be able to utterly dominate me and Amanda the way she clearly wanted to. She would have to earn it.
She was about to.
My insides clenched around the toy as Cheryl churned and fucked me with it. I felt her hands go up to clutch Amanda’s breasts, so I grabbed her ass cheeks, digging my fingernails in. Every time Amanda seemed to tip one way or the other, one of us would correct her. When her orgasm hit, it was like a hurricane. She thrashed around, drenched Cheryl’s face, and went limp. My orgasm hit first, but my grip didn’t loosen, and I fell back, Amanda landing on top of me just as soon as I heard Cheryl’s moans.
Amanda was a sopping, shaky mess. I put my arms around her, kissed her, and held her close, stroking her hair and speaking softly. “Clarissa?”
“Yes?”
“I want you to be my girlfriend, too.”
I patted her cheek. “Someday, maybe. For now, I think you should just keep dating Cheryl until the two of you figure out what you want from each other.”
Cheryl crawled over and sat next to me, shifting Amanda until she was lying in both of our laps at once. “I wouldn’t have a problem with the two of you dating.” She said, kissing the top of Amanda’s head.
“I’m sure you believe that. All the same, you two haven’t been dating long enough to decide whether you should add a third to it. And Cheryl, you still need to figure out how to balance things with Amanda and your husband. Still…there’s no reason the three of us can’t keep having sex.”
“Maybe we should form a club,” Amanda suggested in a lighthearted tone.
“You know, that’s not a bad idea,” I said.
“What? I was just–”
“No, it’s a great idea.” Cheryl chimed in. “We could just keep dating like this, and get together and have sex with Clarissa every week.” She strummed her fingers along her girlfriend’s thigh. “Maybe we could find a few other moms to join us.”
“Now you’re talking!” I snapped my fingers. “Yes, my husband’s a member of the Caribou International. Their clubhouse is empty on Wednesdays. We could go there and have our fun!”
“We’ll need to have rules, though,” Cheryl said. “Especially if we plan to bring in new members.”
“Leave that to me.” I kissed her. “I’ll make something official-looking, and we can each sign it.”
And that’s how the three of us–a top, a bottom, and a switch, and a blonde, a redhead, and a brunette, respectively–came to form the Moms’ Club, the best club any of us had ever been in, on that night in my living room.
The best was still yet to come.