by J P Books
I’m losing focus, fast. They’re both sending signals, what do I do? I can’t just start making out with one or the other…
Instantly, a very clear image of the two girls making out with each other flashes across my mind. Before I can stop myself, I ask, “Have either of you ever kissed a girl before?”
It’s completely out of the blue. It has nothing to do with the conversation we are having. What the fuck’s got into me?
My question is, obviously, met with shocked silence. Trying to act like I actually had the confidence to ask such a brash question, I look first at Riley, who strikes me as the little more experimental one. She meets my gaze, as if this wasn’t entirely unexpected, but shakes her head a tiny bit.
I look over at Celeste.
She looks like she’s struggling with what to say. I raise one eyebrow at her. This could be interesting.
“No,” she answers slowly, and then adds, “Not yet.”
“Not yet, hey? Well, that’s not a bad start.”
“I’ve imagined it though,” she admits, looking straight at Riley, who looks totally confused.
Excited, I don’t want to let this opportunity slip by. “I have to admit,” I say, “I’ve imagined it too. Specifically, I’ve imagined what it would be like to watch the two of you kiss.”
I let that idea hang there for a moment.
Celeste has clearly left the ball in Riley’s court, and we both look to her to see what will happen next. Her cheeks flush and her eyes are glued to Celeste’s lips.
I put my arm around Celeste and pull her towards me, encouraging her to get on my lap, nice and close to Riley. She doesn’t need much prodding and she moves her sexy body onto mine, but her eyes don’t move away from her friend’s face.
I reach one hand out to sink my fingers into Riley’s hair. I trace my fingers down her face and across her lips. Her chin tilts up to meet my hand, instinctively.
As if that small movement was all it took to set the night in motion, Celeste leans forward slowly. Riley doesn’t back away, she keeps moving in until their lips connect.
I’m mesmerized. It’s a soft kiss, Celeste tasting Riley’s lips carefully. Riley responds, tilting her head and inviting more.
This is fucking hot. My pants are instantly uncomfortable as my now hard dick struggles to be let loose. I’m a little surprised at how quickly and strongly I responded to a simple kiss, but I don’t question it.
Celeste pulls back, now just as flushed as her friend. For something so innocent, we’re all breathing hard.
Huskily, I ask Celeste, “Was it all you hoped it would be?”
She looks at me, with pure lust in her eyes.
“You should try it yourself,” she suggests and nods towards Riley. I turn to look at the brunette goddess beside me and see an inviting look of lust in her eyes. Taking that as permission, I lean in for my own kiss. Her lips are on fire and, as if the tentative kiss from Celeste has started something inside her, she locks her hand around my head and intensifies our kissing.
I dart my tongue into her mouth, imagining that I can still taste Celeste’s lip gloss as I kiss Riley, and I find that prospect so thrilling a small moan escapes me.
I hear an answering whimper, but it doesn’t come from Riley; it comes from behind me and now I can feel Celeste’s hands running down my back.
Holy fuck, what heavenly fantasy have I gotten myself into?
I take a breath and assess the situation. It’s fairly obvious to me that I’m wearing way too many clothes.
“Um,” I clear my throat, “would you guys like to…” my voice drifts off and I nod towards my bedroom.
Celeste stands up immediately to let me rise, in more ways than one. I stand up next and offer a hand down to Riley. She’s still looking a little less unsure, but I can see excitement win out and she takes my hand.
The three of us walk into my bedroom and before I have a single second to plan my next move, Celeste’s mouth is on mine, her hands working their way under my shirt, to pull it over my head. The feel of her fingers makes every muscle in my chest tense and I moan again.
I step back to allow her to pull off my shirt and then watch appreciatively as she shamelessly pulls her dress over her head. Her golden brown skin is dark against the white lace panties and bra she’s wearing. She looks like a fucking angel.
I finally tear my eyes away from her and bring Riley into our physical space. She’s watching Celeste too, almost shyly, as if seeing her for the first time. Celeste smiles at her and moves towards her, grabbing at the hem of her friend’s dress and helping to pull that off. Riley lets her and when she’s standing there in her simple black panties and no bra at all, Celeste leans in for another kiss.
She’s braver now, and the kiss is deeper. Riley accepts it. I can tell she wants it because her body instinctively grinds against me, being the one in the middle of the two women.
I’ve never been in the middle of something so erotic before in my life and my cock is threatening to rip through my pants. I try to remain inconspicuous as I pop the button and drop my pants, stepping out of them without breaking the kiss between the girls.
My hands get active. Riley is gorgeous. She’s fit, definitely athletic. Her breasts are firm. She has large, dark nipples and I’m dying to kiss them. Riley’s flawless and my hands explore her back, her ass, her stomach and, finally, her breasts.
She gasps as my hand completely covers her small breast and I can feel her nipple get hard underneath my palm. As if trying to compete, my own hardness once again leaps against my boxers.
Celeste can feel it against her own body, and she reaches her hand down to caress the thick length straining against the thin material.
I moan again. I am not going to last. This is too good.
Celeste echoes my moan and finally breaks her kiss to look up at me. I drink both women in.
Celeste tilts her head towards me and I lean in to capture her mouth with mine. Again, the vision of the two women kissing each other just seconds before makes this kiss even hotter and I can feel the heat surging through my body.
Riley is getting bolder, and her hands start to run over my body, tracing the same path I had just made over hers. She drops down, all of a sudden, and takes the waistband of my boxers between her fingers and pulls them down my legs, carefully letting my throbbing erection spring free.
Still kissing Celeste, I moan gratefully. The next thing I know, I can feel a hot tongue on my hard cock. The experience is so surprising, so new, that I thrust forward without control and plunge deep into her mouth.
I can barely stand it. One hot wet tongue in my mouth, and another licking and sucking my dick. It’s too much.
I break from the kiss and let my head fall back as I take a breath trying to steady myself.
“Holy fuck girls, you’re going to kill me,” I manage to growl.
Celeste giggles, sending shivers through my body at the sound. She reached down to caress Riley’s hair as her friend bobs her head slowly, making it hard for me to focus on anything but the sensations of desire and need.
I have to pull back or else I’m going to blow my load right now.
I can feel Riley smile with her mouth still around my cock, and she gives a little moan. I can feel the vibrations run through me and I gasp in answer. She pulls her head back and slowly stands up.
I’m breathing hard, trying to stabilize myself.
Celeste pulls me towards the bed and encourages me to sit down at the edge. She stands in front of me, her large breasts still held up by the lace bra she’s wearing. I immediately wrap my hands around her to free them.
Her body is just as gorgeous as Riley’s but softer and fuller. I cup one breast in each hand and dip my head to taste her skin. Her nipple gets taut as soon as I clasp on and I hear her moan of pleasure.
I tease one nipple with my tongue and then nibble at the other. My hands roam her body and slide her panties ov
er the juicy mound of her ass. I can feel the heat radiating off her, and I want to drive myself into her wet depths here, now.
But she pulls back and looks at me, her eyes darker than I’ve ever seen them.
“Don’t you want to know how Riley tastes first?” she asks, sweetly.
I swivel my head to look at Riley, who has been watching us intently. She slowly pulls down her own panties and joins us at the bed. Celeste pushes me down, so that I’m lying, and I move up the bed.
Riley straddles me and positions herself in front of my face.
I’ve never been so turned on in my life. I grab her tight little ass and bring my head up to the center of her lust. My tongue reaches out to draw a long, wet hot line between her inner lips and she thrusts forwards in immediate, physical response.
She’s soft and velvety and tastes salty. My fingers dig deeper into her ass and I lick, exploring. I’m intoxicated by her musky smell and the slight grind that she gets into the rhythm of.
I find her clit and she sucks in her breath.
I smile. Making a woman make sounds of pleasure is the most erotic thing a man can experience, and my cock is throbbing and twitching in response to her sweet sounds.
All of a sudden, it’s my turn to suck in my breath. I can feel Celeste’s soft hands start to stroke my manhood and I buck my hips to encourage her.
Quickly, I can feel her place and roll a condom down my shaft, and I can’t suppress a moan.
My mind is firing with images of her riding me hard, her head thrown back with pleasure, while Riley rides my face, holding my head and panting with increasing sounds of need.
I am rock hard, just at the thought.
It only takes a moment for this vision to come to reality as I can feel Celeste’s hot, wet pussy slide over my hard, waiting cock.
I hear her whimper, and she starts to rock on top of me. I want to give in to the sensations completely, but I can’t ignore this gorgeous pussy offering itself to me.
My tongue picks up the rhythm that Celeste sets and within seconds, the girls are groaning in unison, each one focused on their own pleasure.
The feeling of being used for their sexual fulfillment sends a surge of power through me, and I can feel myself getting close to the edge of my own climax.
I start to moan encouragement and let Riley’s body use my mouth as her own, personal, play toy. She’s moving faster and jerking. I can tell she’s getting close.
Celeste too is demanding more of me. She thrusts hard on top of me, and I drive into her in answer, needing to be deep. Wanting to bring her to the edge of a pain that feels so good, it rips your body apart with pleasure.
Their moans and smells and movements are driving me crazy. I can feel the pressure building with every whimper that reaches my ears.
Riley is the first to reach the point of no return.
“Oh god,” she gasps, “oh my god, yes. Just like that, oh my god don’t stop.”
She pants and pitches her hips hard against my face with her need.
“Yes,” she begs more urgently. I can feel Celeste speed up and her fingers dig into my legs behind her. She encourages her friend, adding her own chorus of “yeses.”
When Riley comes I can feel her beautiful hot pussy pulsate underneath my tongue and I drink her in. She makes one final gasp of triumph and shudders, and I can feel the muscles of her ass tighten and then slowly release as her orgasm fades away.
She lowers herself to sitting on my chest and lets out a throaty, contented laugh.
“Mmmmm,” she purrs satisfied.
“Mmmmm,” Celeste answers, as she continues to rock her body on top of mine.
Without the focus of eating out Riley to distract me, all of a sudden, I can feel every move Celeste makes and I know I won’t be able to hold on for long.
“You are fucking delicious, Riley,” I manage to say. “And Celeste,” I gasp, but can’t continue, because she’s just leaned forward to wrap her hands around Riley’s breasts and turned her rocking motion to bouncing up and down.
“Holy fuck,” I groan. The visual is incredible. I can see Riley’s nipples respond, and Celeste moans and whimpers.
“Holy fuck,” she agrees, panting.
“Celeste, I need you. You’re going to make me come,” I know there’s nothing that can stop me now. I’m seconds away from exploding. “Holy fuck,” I say as I drive into her harder, slamming my body against hers in a blind need.
“Yes, baby, yes,” she answers. “Come for me.”
As if all I was waiting for was her permission, I can feel the pressure build up.
“Oh fuck,” I pant. My body tenses, all my muscles straining towards one single purpose.
“Oh, fuck.” I spit out as the spasms rock through me, and I explode into Celeste’s warm hole, shaking with intensity.
“Holy fuck,” I say once more as my shaking slows down. But Celeste is still riding me, searching for her release. My cock is instantly hypersensitive and feeling her bounce on top of me is almost painful, but still erotic. I start my litany of “oh fucks” again, not being able to stop myself. The sensation is almost more powerful than my orgasm had been, but I can’t quite enjoy it. I don’t want it to stop, but I can’t handle its intensity either.
So I resort to begging, which makes Celeste move faster. As her need to climax gets closer the pain of the post-orgasm torture on me grows but watching her fills me with a need to make her scream out and find the final release that Riley and I already had.
My body starts to move again, uncontrollably plunging my still erect cock deep inside her until her cries culminate and I feel her body tense. She stops, tantalizing my hard member with the pulsing of her pussy.
Finally, we’re all spent. The three of us collapse, utterly exhausted into bed. I get up to remove, tie off and dispose of the condom but quickly I slip back in between the two of them.
I think about this unbelievable dream situation as I watch the girls passed out into perfectly content sleep.
CHAPTER 6
Celeste
An incessant buzzing noise keeps infiltrating my blissful sleep. I can’t remember ever feeling so completely relaxed, and I’m not quite sure why, but I never want this level of comfort to end.
But that buzzing is making it impossible to stay wrapped up in my dream state, and I slowly start to regain consciousness, even though I’m fighting it.
I can feel a hard body beside me starting to stir as well, and I jolt awake instantly, with memories of the night before flooding back to me. I open my eyes and see Lucas blinking, trying to rub his eyes without disturbing Riley, who’s still sleeping peacefully on the other side of him.
The buzzing starts again. Without moving, I look up at Lucas and whisper, “What’s that noise?”
He looks groggy but when he sees me awake, he smiles and my heart melts a little bit. I was starting to get an uncomfortable “what the hell did I just do?” feeling, but that smile makes everything feel right again.
“Sorry, it’s my phone,” he whispers back. “Nobody ever calls me except work and my parents.” He’s trying to see the screen without moving, but the phone is too far away on his side table to see.
I reach over and grab his phone for him. I’m not quite ready to let reality fully take over and I have a weird determination not to wake up Riley yet.
He looks at the caller ID and groans. “It’s my parents, and they’ve called 3 times already. I should take it,” he sighs.
I nod and prepare to get up to let him out of bed, but he answers it laying down, without moving.
“Hello?”
For some reason, knowing that he’s comfortable talking to his parents while in bed with Riley and me adds to the feeling of comfort. I can’t quite explain it, but I feel like the three of us have found some sort of secret formula for a happy relationship that no one else has cracked the code on yet.
Which is ridiculous. We barely kn
ow Lucas, so there’s no relationship status at all, and Riley and I have been best friends for years and now we’ve made out and seen each other naked, which is a recipe for disaster if anything. But strangely enough, everything feels right. At least to me.
I listen to Lucas’ half of the conversation when he starts to sound a little anxious. I raise my eyes towards him, worried.
“I’m sort of in the middle of something at the moment, I’m really not sure if I’ll be able to...I’m going to have to call you back in a few minutes, ok Mom? ...I’ll see what I can figure out. Talk to you soon, love you.”
Hearing a beautiful man tell his mother he loves her is quite possibly one of the most endearing things I’ve ever heard.
My smile will never end. “Is everything OK?” I ask.
Riley’s finally starting to stir, and Lucas nods as he leans down to kiss her forehead. She smiles and her eyes blink open. She catches my glance first and a surprise registers on her face, but then slowly relaxes into the same blissful look of contentment I’m feeling.
“Morning,” she says groggily. “What’s going on?
“Sorry to wake you,” Lucas answers, “my mom called, I had to take it.”
He looks over at me and begins to explain.
“There’s a bit of an emergency at the school,” he starts. He had told us all about the school yesterday, explaining how it had grown so popular that they’d added an activity center for the kids to use when school was out of session. Sometimes on his days off, he goes in to help out, which, of course, melts my heart even though he says he’s terrible with the kids.
At this moment, Butch decides that it’s unfair for us all to be awake and not showering him with attention, and with an amazing show of vertical leap, he vaults onto the bed. Riley giggles and immediately pats the nook between her body and Lucas, and Butch settles down as quickly as he showed up.
Smiling at the picture presented, Lucas continues, “I guess the teacher who was supposed to run the activity center today caught laryngitis or something and called in sick. The kids are scheduled to show up in an hour and there’s no one there to watch them. Mom was hoping I’d be able to cover, but…I’m sort of otherwise occupied already this morning,” he finishes, letting his smile take a bit of a naughty turn.