“Hey, ladies, there is a pizza downstairs, but I want to offer you a little something different,” I proposed. “Champagne is a little dry, so if I add a little cassis syrup, it is sweeter, and you have a Kir Royale. Would you like to try it?”
Both of them were interested, so we opened a bottle that Laura and I kept chilled for celebratory purposes. Mixing with a small amount of blackberry syrup changes the flavor significantly.
“Mmm…tasty. The little bit of flavor makes me want to drink some off your body,” Amy said to Laura.
“What’s stopping you?” she answered.
“This isn’t for body shots,” I butted in.
The voice of reason actually worked, but in ten minutes, we had downed three-fourths of the bottle, so much for reason.
In a short time, we attacked the pizza and finished the champagne.
Amy was feeling more than just no pain.
“Laura, when we first met, I had a tingly feeling and wanted to put my hands underneath your blouse and massage your big knockers,” Amy stated, feeling the effects of downing the alcohol too rapidly.
“Amy, that’s interesting. I didn’t have that feeling until we went to the beach and you wore that Brazilian bikini with the little triangles just covering your areola and nipples. I thought, why should I wear anything, and I wanted to feel just how soft and nice your boobs felt,” Laura stated, slightly less touched by the sweet Kir.
We were all without clothing as we sat on the bed. I am slightly slow on the uptake. And after that exchange, it was a little quiet.
“Laura, you are beautiful, and we need to toast your breasts,” Amy suggested.
“Only if we toast yours too, or is that your two?” Laura giggled and continued, “Garçon, another Kir Royale, s’il vous plait.”
“Okay, but you referred to me formally, and we are very familiar,” I protested.
“Just get us the drinks, you man ho. How many men have two hot women near them that they just bedded, and you are worried that I didn’t find your cock familiar enough based on some grammatical rule in a pussy ass country’s language?” Laura stated mockingly in a haughty tone.
Immediately, both of them broke out in uncontrollable laughter.
“Man ho,” Amy parroting Laura.
“Familiar cock, you know that it is, don’t you, Laura. You could draw his veins from muscle memory using your tongue,” Amy chortled.
Opening the second bottle, mixing them, and arriving with the drinks, the delicate manner had disappeared. Amy downed the Kir as if it were a shot of alcohol and dared her friend to do the same.
Drinks and laughter calming, Amy reached out to Laura and pulled her close.
“Laura, I want to make love with you. You can say ‘no’, but I want you to know that I will always be your friend, and I would like to make you happy,” Amy confessed.
“Okay, but what about the garçon?” Laura laughed, breaking the serious discussion.
“Laura, I will call him in for backup; he does have certain uses,” Amy responded.
I started to feel out of place, like my presence was no longer necessary.
Amy started by putting her arms around Laura and sitting on the bed, and kissed her. Both went to their knees facing each other with Amy as the leader.
Lacing their arms around each other and their breasts touching, their hands played with each other’s hair.
Tongues touched as they moaned, and the feeling jumped between them. I was watching them both enjoy something that Laura hadn’t experienced before.
We had talked before, and I think my being there helped Laura make this fantasy a reality.
Once Amy started to play with Laura’s breasts, I knew from experience that her brakes were off as soon as that first moan sounded.
Laura’s hands moved to Amy’s mounds, and it was difficult to know when this would end.
I stayed back and watched Laura have a good experience that we had talked about. She always wanted to feel another woman’s breasts, and this was a lovely scene with two close friends exploring a more physical relationship.
You both were heated up when Amy eased Laura onto her back, and started to kiss her neck, and near to her ear she said just above a whisper for me to hear, “Don’t worry, Laura. I would never hurt you. You know what I have done with other women, but always with men around. If you don’t like it, tell me to stop.”
“Amy, it is exciting so far, please don’t stop,” Laura said.
Laura told me that Amy’s soft touch and skin against hers aroused her. Putting her palm on Laura’s pubis and grinding gave her a shot of desire like when she played with herself.
“Jim, show us that you like what you see. We want you ready. Get hard for us,” Amy demanded.
Sitting in a chair, I began to stroke my semi-rigid rod, watching as Amy sucked and pulled on Laura’s nipples. It was sexy to see Laura’s nipples elongate and harden as she raised her back in response, accompanied by moans of pleasure.
At the same time, her hips writhed as Amy’s fingers found her pearl waiting for a touch.
“Ugh, that touch is hot, Amy, make my pussy purr for you,” Laura growled.
“Okay, Jim, get over here and help. You’re not just going to watch Laura cum, you better help,” Amy directed.
Moving to Laura’s side, Amy took my hand and together with hers, we kneaded Laura’s tits with passion. Moving her head down, her hand on Laura’s breast lifted and pushed my head to Laura’s engorged nipple.
“Oh, don’t stop! Welcome to the party,” Laura softly said as I suckled and played with her hardened and needy melons.
Amy began a languid descent that had her moaning as well.
“You have two passion marks here, Laura. You need to feel how bad I want you,” Amy teased.
Moving down, her hands caressing Laura’s abdomen and thighs, she opened her legs wide for Amy, clasping Laura’s arms and forcing my head against her breasts.
“Eat me, Amy, I’m so wet!” she asked wantonly.
Amy made her want it by running her fingers and tongue around Laura’s pubic mound. Darting her tongue inside and feeling Laura’s lips as she quivered when her tongue brushed Laura’s clit.
“Laura, now you need to be active. Get on all fours and show us how you love sucking cock!” Amy directed.
Turning and poised as I moved away, Amy was on her back between Laura’s legs, pulling her down onto her face.
Laura took my cock, hard from watching, sucking, and touching. She grabbed for me as Amy was nibbling on her love button.
“Take him deep, Laura. Don’t let him cum,” Amy commanded.
Laura’s lips surrounded my shaft, and I was afraid I would cum from her oral loving. It was a sensation that made me want to ejaculate for her, but I held off until she was satisfied.
Watching Laura’s ass move while on my knees before her, I ran my hands gently over her back. Then I held Laura’s breasts as she sucked and kept her nipples hard.
Amy had her tongue finding all of Laura’s nerves in her pussy. Holding her ass, she inserted a finger in Laura’s love tunnel as she sucked on her love pearl.
Breaking her suction on me, Laura pleaded with Amy, “I want his cum, Amy, I’ll keep him hard, promise.”
Amy broke from her attention to Laura’s wet cunt and responded, “Okay, but keep him up, or I’ll never let you cum.”
The ‘oral’ agreement concluded, Laura turned and said, “Jim, give me your cream. I will make sure you stay horny for us.”
Taking off the ‘no cum’ restriction was a relief because it was taxing to imagine I was somewhere other than with two beautiful, passionate women.
Teasing my frenulum and stroking me and fingers tickling my full balls, she couldn’t help putting my orgasm over the top. “Give me your seed, Jim. I am going to swallow it.”
Watching her ass buck as Amy licked and fingered her, I am pushed to the brink.
“Take my cream, Laura,” I managed to interject, as my cock went a little deeper and Laura felt the pulses spurting down your throat.
Laura always has a way to make it even more sexy by moaning on my shaft when my cock throbs during orgasm. To keep me hard, she squeezed my shaft and pressed at the base. The blood-engorged rod had the exit of blood denied, and in a few minutes, with her attentions, was able to provide more cock juice for two lovers.
Amy continued her oral attack on Laura as Laura was stabilizing my regeneration. Amy was sucking on her bud, and I was feeling Laura’s tits harder than even normal. With little warning, Amy plunged a middle finger into Laura’s puckered hole, and I knew she was gone.
“Ugh, Amy, fuck,” Laura barely said as her throbbing clit signaled a release of her love juice on Amy’s face. Amy drank what she could, and her face and hair were drenched with eau de Laura.
Amy slipped out from under Laura’s waterfall, coming beside us. She offered to kiss me, and I eagerly took her tongue. Laura looked at us as I tasted Laura’s nectar on Amy’s tongue and licked her chest. A new experience, and Laura seemed to like it also, by the way she touched Amy gently between her wet lips.
Amy had located Laura’s new toy and hid it under a pillow. An expert, she had rapidly assembled and lubricated both ends, and she readied the strapon for deployment.
Moving behind her, Amy declared, “Laura, I am going to fuck you until you pass out!”
Finding Laura’s love tunnel sticky and slippery was easy as Amy plunged the dildo deep. Each thrust penetrated Amy as well, with both of them grunting and moaning with desire.
Reaching over Laura, I played with Amy’s tits as they were as hard as Laura’s. Bending over Laura’s back, I kissed Amy and found her tongue again receptive.
Letting go of her mouth was necessary because she was now pumping with force and reaching around to tickle Laura’s clit.
I kept Laura’s nipples hard and knew she wanted more. Amy sensed that, also, but was pumping at a furious rate.
“Feel my pussy sauce on you, Laura!” She cried as she lowered the harness, simultaneously squirting on Laura’s ass and back.
Leaning over, I licked as much of Amy’s honey as I could and shared it with her.
We were all linked with Amy, the nominal director of the action. Amy wasn’t as good at kissing as Laura, but had passion.
“I still want another cum before we pause. Jim, you up for another, too?” Amy asked.
“Laura is amazing, Amy. She has not forgotten that you wanted me hard,” I verified.
“Jim, slip under her and let her feel your cock split her cunt. She earned your hard rod,” Amy orchestrated.
Slipping underneath Laura, my manhood felt Laura’s love bean on fire with her hardened nipples pressing against my chest.
Rubbing her own button, Laura suddenly requested, “Fuck me, Jim. I need a good fuck after three hours of foreplay.”
Laura’s pussy was soaked and so slippery, it was almost effortless to pass her introitus. She scrunched down and had my shaft swallowed in her sex.
“Your cock is made for my cunt,” she stated.
Meanwhile, Amy was playing with Laura’s little star and opening Laura up gradually each time we thrust on each other. I couldn’t stop kissing Laura as I held her back and caressed the sides of her breasts.
Crawling behind you, Amy demanded, “Spread her ass cheeks, Jim. She will like this!”
Moving up, Amy penetrated Laura’s ass with the silicone cock, as slowly as possible, with the length opening up Laura’s ass. Amy was now controlling the depth at which she pierced Laura’s ass.
“Amy, Jim, I feel you are on both sides. Fuck me,” Laura begged.
Our joint moment had Laura a bit incoherent with desire. She wanted more and was pushing down on us. Amy was kissing her back, and I was playing with Laura’s hair as we kissed while Laura was moving with our cocks going in and out of her.
A sharp exclamation, and it is Laura who orgasms first, “I can’t stand it, so good, cumming hard.”
Laura’s body convulsed, her legs palpitated, and she involuntarily moved as a large jet of cum flooded me.
Amy pulled out and covered Laura’s back with her pussy juice.
My turn, as I felt the two women release. My cock twitched in Laura as she squeezed my man milk into her as we kissed with our tongues laced together, sensing our condition.
Amy dropped beside us, and we both attempted an awkward kiss.
“Jim, let me lick her out, please?” Amy asked,” I want to eat some of your man seed mixed with Laura’s cunt honey.”
As I pulled out of Laura, Amy was ready to clean her up.
“Don’t lose a drop,” Laura cautioned Amy.
I moved behind to clean Amy. Her juice had a slight strawberry taste, but her cum was a little different. Every woman has her own flavor, and each should be appreciated.
“Keep going, Jim, don’t let Laura get in your way,” Amy coached.
Amy’s leg separated my head from Laura, but Amy’s movements let her know that my tongue had hit a sweet spot, and quickly, Amy was rendering another batch of her nectar.
I kept licking, and her ejaculate bathed my head. As her legs lifted, Laura interjected, “Beautiful, so erotic to feel you cum, Amy. You need a full dose of Jim’s all-purpose juice.”
We had all been active and were thinking about it.
Finally, I offered, “There is one more day in the weekend. If we shower (together) and sleep, we can make each other feel better tomorrow.”
The proposition was readily accepted.
The shower was slow and erotic, but we were all a little exhausted and very happy. Soaping up a woman always made me excited. Without any prompting, Amy said, “Loved your cum mixed with Laura’s. Maybe Laura would like to try mine mixed with yours?”
Finishing our shower, we proceeded to dry each other off, changed sheets, and cuddled together as we kissed and groped as one.
Looking at both women, I kissed them each, Laura last and longingly, as we said good night and sweet dreams, drifting off to a deep sleep.
Tomorrow was another day.
