A Man, Two Women, and an Old Friend

Me? I took my seat between my women, reached under the red and white checked tablecloth, found two knees, and gave them each a quick squeeze. I was rewarded with two quick pecks on my cheeks.

I'd thought, before we arrived at the restaurant, that dinner might be a sexual event. Other than an occasional hand on my thigh and my little interlude with Ev, it was not. It was simply friends with friends, all having a wonderful, relaxed time. Life was good.

All too quickly the time came to say good bye. We exchanged tearful kisses and hugs all around. We all agreed to stay in touch. Michele and I were forced to accept Ev's invitation to accompany Suz on her next trip west.

Suz and Michele took me by the arms and we walked out of the restaurant and into a comfortable autumn's evening. The ride home was slower than the ride to the restaurant. I think Suz and Michele fell asleep in the back seat. In any event, it was quiet back there with none of the wild pawing that had gone on during the earlier trip.

Once we reached my home, the women decided to spend the night. It was late and neither really wanted to drive on to Michele's home. We wandered into the house, climbed the stairs, unceremoniously undressed, and I began to crawl into bed.

Two naked women faced me.

"Jake, we don't have any proper night clothes here? May we wear one of your tennis shirts?" one of them asked.

"Sure, they're in the bottom drawer of the dresser over across the hall."

"We know where they are," as two faces smiled and laughed.

They wandered over to find night shirts and I finished finding the bed.

"Jake, I know you're tired and so am I, but I was wondering if I could borrow your cock for just a little while," asked a naked-from-the-waist-down Suz.

Before I could answer I heard, "Yeah, Jake, and you promised me earlier that I could borrow your mouth," whined an equally semi-naked Michele. "I'm still really achy down there."

I looked from one sexy woman to the other and back to the first.

"Well, I wasn't tired anyway," I lied. "Hop on, both of you."

I laid myself down on the bed, a naked, but quite content, man. A skinny little dark-complected, long-haired woman with the most amazing scent, quickly mounted my face, lowered herself and announced, "Hold on Suz, I'll get him ready for you."

Get me ready, she did. She squeezed my head between her thighs just so she could maintain the position of her cunt directly above my mouth. She stretched forward as far as her torso would take her and found my cock with her mouth. Up and down she went with that mouth. Back and forth she went with her cunt. Up and down, back and forth. She was unrelenting.

Within two minutes, Michele sat up, smothering my face with her now sopping wet cunt and announced, "Hop on, Suz. He's ready for you."

Sure enough, my cock glistened with Michele's saliva as it stood tall and proud. Suz quickly mounted me, facing Michele. Both women leaned forward, their mouths met, and their hips began grinding. There was very little for me to do. Michele's anus was atop my nose. Her vagina was centered on my mouth and her clit had found the stubble of my chin. As for Suz, I tried to match her pace with my hips, but she was content to slow fuck while she and Michele explored each others' mouths, faces, ears, and necks.

On and on they went. At one point I reached up, attempting to find Michele's breasts, but someone slapped away my hands.

Soon, things were beginning to feel better and better. I was hearing more non-specific sounds from the women and so I reached for Michele's hips and struck gold there. She jerked as though she'd been struck by lightning. I grabbed hold, and began sliding her cunt across my mouth. I lifted and pushed and pulled. My fingers stretched her labia further apart, exposing more of her to my face. The more active my hands became, the more active her hips became. She eventually decided to retake control of her own movements and began bucking. Soon thereafter, she was bouncing and yelling her pleasure.

"Switch with me, Suz. Quick. I want to cum with his cock in me," demanded Michele.

In the blink of an eye, Suz grinned and swapped positions. She now ground against my face while Michele fucked herself with my cock. Soon both women were screaming and bouncing. Their mouths were attacking each other. Their hands had found each other's hair and were attempting to control ever-moving heads. With each bump and with each grind, I heard sounds mutually created by the two of them. On and on they went, getting louder and more frenzied with each movement. The two women arrived together and collapsed into each other's arms. Suz's pussy and Michele's cunt gradually quieted against my body.

As far as I was concerned, I could have gone to sleep right then and there, but Michele and Suz had other ideas.

They quickly recovered with Michele's still being skewered by my cock. Suz dismounted my face and began licking Michele's clit. Michele began rocking herself back and forth. The more Suz licked, the more Michele rocked. It wasn't long before that now quite familiar and most welcome tingling filled the head of my cock and then my balls and then my ass and then my hips, legs and toes. I came. I doubt anyone could have called it shooting ropes, but come I did. Michele caught it all in her cunt and continued her slow rock until my cock softened and plopped out of her.

Suz took great care to lick both Michele and me clean. Both women then moved their faces to mine and licked their now dried juices from my face. We shared a few of those incredible three way kisses and I realized I no longer was sleepy.

"Guys, I think I've gotten my second wind. I'm going to have a seat on the deck, turn on the heater out there, and have a sip or two of tequila. Want to join me?"

Two women immediately sat up with smiles on their faces. I took that for a yes. We all grabbed blankets. I threw on some shorts, and we headed downstairs. I wandered onto the deck off the kitchen and lit the heater. The women found padded seats on a comfortable outdoor bench while I returned to the living room.

I retrieved a long, light-blue, coffin-like box from a small bar I kept. Inside was a tall, golden bottle of Don Julio 1942, an incredible tequila. I found three snifters, the only way to enjoy 42, and poured. I carefully carried the glasses to the deck and joined the women.

I asked them before they took a taste to swirl the tequila as though it were wine and then to put their noses over the top of their snifter and gently inhale. They would recognize vanilla, apple and oak. I cautioned the women to sip. I told them they could have either salt and lime or even sangrita if they wished, but I preferred it clean. They chose to follow my example.

We toasted our great evening at the restaurant and all those as yet to be experienced good times in the future. We swirled and inhaled before taking our first sips and were rewarded with a sense of oak and smoke and a smooth, almost honey-like texture on our tongues. As we swallowed, we caught the finishing tastes of toffee and caramel.

"Wow. I had no idea tequila could taste like this," Suz marveled. Michele and I just smiled.

We sat, cuddled up close, and enjoyed the sultry voice of Rosemary Clooney in the background. We talked a little, but mostly we just held each other and enjoyed the environment. Michele wondered about Tanya, thinking her hug might have been a bit tighter than the other two women's hugs. Suz and I dismissed her comment.

All too soon our drinks were finished, and we began the process of uncuddling and going back upstairs.

"I think she's asleep," Suz noticed.

"I agree. I'll carry her."

So I cradled Michele in my arms and carried her upstairs. I laid her on her side of the bed and covered her. Suz tidied the kitchen for a minute and then I heard from below.

"Jake, can you come down here?"

I looked over the half wall and there was Suz, sitting in a chair with one leg stretched over either arm of the chair. Her fingertips were teasing her clitoris.

I chuckled to myself and walked down the stairs.

"My pussy needs mouth," she told me with a wry grin on her face.

"It's interesting that your pussy should feel that way, Suz, because my mouth happens to need pussy."

She looked up at me and grinned.

And so her pussy got what she wanted and my mouth got what he wanted.

I threw a pillow on the floor and knelt on that pillow in front of Suz's chair. My arms slid beneath her thighs, my hands grabbed her cheeks, and pulled her toward me. My opposing thumbs opened her labia. I inhaled deeply, treating my nose to her light, almost fragrant scent.

I retreated to the inside of her thighs, sucking and gnawing and nibbling. Both the sounds emerging from her mouth and the nerves twitching beneath her smooth skin reinforced that I was finding most of those hidden little sensitive spots. I worked one thigh and then turned to work the other, making certain I spent appropriate time nibbling that cluster of nerves at the creases between each thigh and her groin.

As I traversed her thighs, she teased herself with her nails, occasionally offering me a tasty finger.

I looked up at her, caught her eye and asked, "Hold yourself open for me."

She smiled and pulled her labia apart. My tongue and lips traced up and down each side several times before even touching anywhere in between.

I moved to her clitoris and rapidly flicked my tongue across her. She startled and I lifted my head. She smiled down at me and placed a finger on either side of her sensitive nub. She pushed inward, exposing more of herself to my lips, tongue, teeth, and mouth. Recalling the previous night's oral success, my teeth found her, lightly clamped down and dragged her length several times as her legs quivered in response. Her hips began a subtle movement. I spread my tongue and licked a wide swath through the length of her, ending with her clitoris. I sucked there as my tongue swirled. Moving lower, I plunged my tongue into and out of her vagina as deeply as I could push it. My teeth repeated their most desired clamp and drag routine across the short length of her clitoris.

Thus it went. A long lick, a quick suck, a plunge and a clamp and drag. I noticed beads of dew forming on Suz's forehead. Her fingertips left her clitoris and found her nipples, twisting and pulling. Her hips responded to each new touch.

"Oh that's it, Jake. Just a little more. You've got me quivering inside. I want to cum so badly. Keep it up. Another lick. Another bite. I'm so close. Oh yes, honey. Oh yes. So sweet. Push your tongue into me, Jake. Feel my contractions now. Can your tongue feel them? Ah, there's another. You feel so soft in my pussy. Stay there. Feel more contractions.

"Oh, what a nice cum that was. Will you give me another? And another? And another?"

I didn't need to even consider Suz's plea. My tongue just kept stroking. My lips kept sucking. My teeth kept gnawing. Before long more sounds came from Suz's mouth and I reinserted my tongue into her pussy and was treated to contractions announcing another cum.

I didn't stop there. I knew she craved more. I went on and on and on. Suz came and came and came, always resting herself for a minute after cumming and before making any real attempt to cum again.

I'm certain I licked and sucked and nibbled for an hour.

Every now and then I would reach down and stroke myself. Initially, I remained soft. I didn't expect anything else, but stroking myself still felt good. I slid my fingertips across my cock and I tickled my now smooth balls. As Suz reached her fourth, fifth, or tenth cum, honestly I'd lost count, I felt my cock begin to stir. I stroked more and my cock stirred more. Before I knew it, Suz had cum again and I was hard.

I told her I was hard. I told her I didn't think I could cum, but I asked if my cock could visit her pussy.

She nodded silently and smiled.

I asked Suz to put her knees on one of the sofa's cushions and her elbows on the back of the sofa. She smiled and did as I asked. Standing behind her, I guided my cock to her pussy. I pushed and slid inside. My hands found her hips and I began stroking. Long, slow strokes. The same pace as my mouth, tongue, and teeth previously had played on her vagina and clitoris. I stroked and stroked and stroked. I felt the contractions of another cum. She made a contented sound.

I continued stroking until I heard a small snore from Suz. She immediately startled awake.

I withdrew and reached for her. I picked her up and carried her upstairs. I laid her on her right side on the bed so she was spooning Michele and climbed into bed slightly beneath and behind her. I lifted her top leg just enough so that I could slide back into her.

I resumed stroking, while reviewing my conversation in the men's room with Ev. Had it really been fifteen years since I'd loved? I'd met women during those years. I even became sexual with some of them. Nothing lasted though. There'd been no fights, no yelling, just people moving back to their own ways.

I liked these two women. They were fun, smart, accomplished, beautiful and sexy. Life with them might be fascinating when compared to life alone.

My strokes into Suz slowed and finally stopped as I closed my eyes and allowed sleep to overtake me.

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Preview of coming attractions...

As though they were hatching a pre-arranged plan, Suz stripped off her jeans and her sweatshirt, spread her arms, twirled in a full circle, and asked, "Do you still lust after this body, Jake?"

Before I could answer, Michele made a grand show of removing tee and her thong. She spread her own arms, twirled the same circle as Suz, feigning a stumble, and echoed her lover's question, "Yeah, Jake, and this one?"

I reached for both, intending to pull them close and hug them, but they skipped away, Suz's landing first in an overstuffed easy chair and Michele's landing on top of Suz's lap, her back against Suz's front. Four legs spread and draped themselves over the arms of the chair. I noted the pillow on the floor directly in front of the chair and wondered if that were its normal placement. I doubted it. The Bolshoi Ballet couldn't have choreographed this scene any better than what I'd just watched.