From Johns to Jane

As he dealt, Schmitty laid out the rules. Only high hand did not have to shed a piece of clothing. Anyone could quit at any time, and there was one draw per hand. Jane took two cards, I took three, and Pat stood. We all wondered if she was bluffing or if she really had a good hand. Schmitty took one card. Jane groaned and showed her hand, four clubs, nothing. I threw my three fours down and grinned. Schmitty looked over at Pat and said he thought he had her. Her response, "Maybe, depends on how well you play your cards," and laughed. I was liking Pat more and more by the minute. Schmitty threw down a straight and laughed. Pat simply smiled as she calmly laid down one card at a time, all spades. Schmitty's mouth dropped, but he started unbuttoning his shirt and removed it. Jane and I joined him and our tops came off. It didn't seem fair, we weren't wearing bras, but by now we were laughing so hard it didn't really matter. Pat's luck didn't hold long and soon it was time for her to remove her top (shoes and socks do not count!!). She actually stood and did a sexy striptease as she slowly unbuttoned the silk blouse, peeled it off her shoulders and placed it in Schmitty's lap. She sat back down and told Schmitty to, "Deal em," and laughed.

She looked nice in her black lacy bra, and her next hand didn't go much better. She was now down to matching black lace panties and bra, but Jane and I were down to just our thongs. Next hand I won, and Jane actually did blush this time as she removed her bra. We all tried to not stare, but her breasts were perfect. Like fresh fruit, needing to be touched. Her nipples were perfect and a nice light brown, protruding, not only because of the cool air. She managed to cross her arms over them and looked at Jane, who peeled her thong off while seated, avoiding showing off her new 'shave', at least for now. Everyone booed, but soon Pat was staring at Schmitty, grinning broadly. He took a big drink and stood, peeling his slacks down and stepping out of them. Before he could sit back down we all got a glimpse of his monster, which was semi-hard and causing the left leg of his boxers to rise. I couldn't help but grin when I saw the look on Pat's face.

By now the alcohol was working overtime and Schmitty decided to change the rules, only low hand had to lose anything. Jane laughed and said she didn't have anything to bet, but we all grinned and told Schmitty to deal. Pat had top hand, Schmitty and I had next, and Jane had nothing. She rolled her eyes and said, "Okay, what do I pay?"

Pat blurted out, "I want to see you kiss Maria like you did in the kitchen." Like I said, the alcohol was working, and she blushed, but we all laughed. I turned towards Jane and we wrapped our arms around each other and kissed passionately for a couple of minutes, our breasts crushed together. When we finished we realized both of them were openly staring. Next hand Schmitty was low man and we all stared as he shyly stood, turned his back and dropped his boxers. Pat actually reached over and ran her hand over his bottom, making him jump, turning towards us in the process. Pat's mouth fell open when she saw the size of his cock, standing ten inches tall and as thick and veiny as she'd ever seen, I am sure. He hurriedly sat down, but the head of his cock was still peaking over the edge of the table. We all drank.

I lost next hand and stood proudly and peeled my thong down and stepped out of them. Everyone complimented me on my 'trim' and I sat down waiting for the next hand.

Pat lost, and for some reason I think it was on purpose. She managed to slip her panties off without standing and again, we all booed. This hand was going to be interesting since we now had no clothing to bet. I lost and Pat asked if she could choose the penalty. We all held our breath and said okay. She said she'd never kissed another woman, and she wanted to kiss me, like I had kissed Jane. I looked at Jane, who only grinned, and stood and walked over to Pat. I took her hands and helped her to her feet. I had to lean my head back to reach her mouth, but she leaned down and kissed me. She was a bit hesitant at first, but soon she was exploring my mouth and I was only slightly shocked when I felt her hands sliding down and over my bottom. We came up for air and saw Jane and Schmitty grinning.

I walked over to Jane and leaned to kiss her on the lips and we all sat down. Schmitty poured the drinks, having to stand to do so, but his shyness began to slide away after all that had happened. We moved chairs and Jane was now sitting next to me and Pat was sitting next to Schmitty. Schmitty was getting awfully quiet and Jane and I realized that Pat's hand was now moving up and down slowly on his cock. Pat continued to laugh and talk as if nothing was going on. I slid my right hand into Jane's lap and began to move my fingers over her clit while we chatted. I think Pat knew, and only grinned. I slowly rested my right hand on her knee and she never missed a beat, only opened her legs further. I moved my hand up and cupped her bush. She was totally natural and very soft. My fingers began to explore and soon even she grew quiet. I took her by the hand and walked her over to the couch and sat her down. Jane joined me and Schmitty remained in the chair, but turning it so he could watch. Jane sat down beside Pat and leaned over and kissed her on the lips. She took Pat's hands and placed them directly on her breasts, Pat began to moan as her hands began to massage and tweak Jane's breasts. I knelt between Pat's knees and easily moved her knees apart. I licked and kissed up along her inner thigh until I could smell her arousal. I took my fingers and lifted upwards on her mound, exposing her hard, pink little clit nestled in her fur. I leaned down and suckled it between my lips. I thought she was going to come off the couch. It wasn't long before she was cumming in waves. I gently sucked and licked as her orgasm washed over her. I glanced up to see that she was now sucking Jane's breasts like someone starved.

Jane lay back on the couch and spread her legs. All Pat could do was stare. She had probably never seen another woman's pussy up close like this, and I'm sure she was shocked at the size and shape of Jane's clit. She slowly got on her hands and knees on the couch between Jane's legs and ever so slowly moved her face closer. At first she just inhaled deeply, then lay her cheek against Jane's hard clit. When she turned her head, her mouth was open and she began to suckle, occasionally licking further down, delving deeply into Jane's soft folds.

I saw Schmitty slowly stroking his cock and motioned for him to join us. He stood by me and I licked and slobbered all over his monster, making it as slippery as I could. I guided him behind Pat and rubbed the head of his cock along her wet slit. She looked over her shoulder and I could see the near fear in her eyes. I grabbed Schmitty's ass and slowly pushed him forward. Pat's eye rolled up into her head and she held Jane's clit securely between her lips, nibbling as she absorbed what was happening to her pussy. She didn't move until Schmitty's balls were resting on her pussy. I leaned down and licked around his shaft where she was totally stretched around him, making it wet and slippery. He slowly pulled it out and then shoved it back in. While he worked up a nice fucking rhythm, Pat began to suck Jane's clit like a cock. Soon Jane was showing the signs and I knew what was coming, but Pat was in for a surprise. When Jane began to thrash around under Pat, it started Schmitty to move faster and harder, him also knowing what was coming. When Jane erupted (there really is no other word for it), Schmitty started pumping his hot cum deep in Pat's tight pussy. Pat just opened her mouth and started swallowing as much as she could. I leaned down and helped her drink. We were catching as much of Jane's spray as possible, but our faces were soaked. As Jane melted into the couch Pat and I began to kiss, licking and drinking Jane's delicious fluid from each other's face. Schmitty was shuddering now, unable to disconnect from Pat. Her pussy was clamped down on him and not letting go. Slowly she relaxed and Jane and I moved close so we could see him slowly slide out of her. We all started laughing and giggling like crazy. Schmitty went and got our glasses, freshly filled.

We laughed and touched for a while and I decided it was time for me to arrange sleeping quarters. I told Pat where the first guestroom was, directing her to the shower and fresh towels. As I was pointing to the second guestroom for Schmitty, his cock began to pulse and grow. Pat was staring, and only said, "I think one guestroom will do."

Schmitty got the hint and picked her up easily and carried her to the bedroom, closing the door behind them.

Jane and I didn't get much sleep that night. We just played with each other as we held on to one another and listened to the screaming and grunting coming from the next room. I remembered how Schmitty felt in me and I knew Pat was going to feel it the next day. We also agreed to shave Pat's pussy before she left the next day. We giggled at that thought and finally drifted off to sleep as the bed next door began to slam against the wall once again. Gawd, he was an animal...

Chapter Ten

Recovery Time

We were sleeping soundly when we heard a soft knock at the door. I unthinkingly said, "Come in" and Schmitty poked his head through the door. I asked what time it was and he said seven thirty. He said he was sorry he had to wake us up but he really needed to go. I patted the bed beside me and he came over and sat down. It felt nice that he was getting over his shyness with us. Jane and I both sat up, letting the covers fall, totally exposing our breasts. Schmitty just rolled his eyes and whistled softly. I grinned and took his hands in mine, guiding one to one of my breasts, and the other to one of Jane's. He smiled as he softly massaged them. I simply said, "Hey, what are friends for." He said he really had to be somewhere but he couldn't leave without thanking us for an incredible evening. We asked where Pat was and he said she was sleeping soundly. We said he was welcome any time. He leaned and kissed all of our nipples, one at a time, them softly kissed us on the mouth and waved as he walked out, slowly closing the door behind him. We heard the front door close and I looked at Jane and laughed. "Why are you nipples poking up?"

She could only reply, "And yours?"

We weren't getting back to sleep so we went into the shower and bathed each other. Jane started to dress and I stopped her, sneaking into the kitchen and retrieving two aprons. She grinned when it dawned on her what I had in mind. We went into the kitchen, put on coffee and started making breakfast. We puttered around, making enough noise to hopefully awaken Pat. Soon, we heard the shower running and looked at each other with evil grins. By the time Pat walked into the kitchen, her hair still wet from the shower, fully dressed, we were ready. She froze in the doorway, then grinned from ear to ear.

"Madam, your breakfast is served," Jane said with a straight face.

I walked over and offered Pat my arm, escorting her to her table, pulling her chair out for her. She was almost laughing, but trying to keep a straight face as we served her in only aprons. As we would walk away our asses were wiggling nakedly for her pleasure. When we served or poured coffee for her, our breasts were an open view.

She ate well, smiling the entire time. As she was finishing up, sipping her coffee, we both walked up behind her and placed our hands on her shoulders, softly massaging.

"If madam has finished her breakfast, her spa treatment awaits," Jane deadpanned.

Pat couldn't resist as I took her hand and guided her into the bedroom. We walked her into the bathroom and started the shower. After slowly undressing her, we stood outside, reaching in to wash her hair and lather her body. After we rinsed her completely we towel dried her from top to bottom, and I do mean 'bottom.'

A towel was laid out on the bed, and two pillows lay on top of each other in the middle of the bed. We lay her down on her stomach, her middle propped on the pillows, her bottom now rising into the air. Jane and I both stood where she could see and removed the aprons, standing totally naked in front of Pat. She just moaned softly. Jane started at her neck and I started at her feet, massaging warm lotion into her body. We met just below her waist, and Jane took one cheek while I massaged the other.

We then rolled her onto her back, she was totally pliable now, melted into our hands. Her pussy was at her high point and again we started, Jane at the neck, me at the feet. This time we used our mouths more than our hands. When I suckled one of Pat's toes into my mouth at the same time as Jane suckled her lovely nipple into hers, Pat moaned very loudly. We moved on. When we arrived at her middle, we both stopped. Pat was squirming, wondering why we had stopped. Jane got off the bed and returned with a pan of warm water and some other items Pat could not see.

She moaned softly when she felt the warm wet towel moving over her pussy and easily moved her knees further apart. She never flinched as I rubbed the shaving lotion over her curls and down between her legs. She relaxed as Jane and I slowly and carefully shaved her smooth. We took the wet towel, dabbed and cleaned, and admired our work. Pat was now looking up at us like we were crazy. "Am I going to get to see my new me?" She grinned.

We got a hand mirror and I held it as Jane lowered her mouth to suck Pat's clit between her lips. Jane sucked hard and Pat's pretty pink clit became obvious in the mirror. "I do believe her pussy is a bit sore after last night," I noted.

"Maybe she needs a smaller cock to make it feel better," Jane grinned.

Pat had no idea what we were up to as Jane moved between her legs. Jane leaned down and kissed her as I reached down between Jane's legs, massaging her very hard little clit. As I moved it over Pat's now very smooth, very wet slit, she opened her eyes widely in realization. When I had found the spot, I slapped Jane's ass, hard. She shoved forward, and into Pat's waiting pussy. Pat began to move under Jane's thrusts, raising and dropping her butt off the pillows. I leaned down and suckled Pat's breast between my teeth, gently chewing on the hard little nub. Jane began to slam her hard clit in and out of Pat's pussy, slamming her mound against Pat's clit. It was just the right size to get directly on Pat's elusive "G" spot and it wasn't long before Pat was ready to blow. She was moaning incoherently, building into a scream, which was all Jane needed to set her off. She was grunting and spraying her cum all over Pat's pussy, and Pat was cumming in waves, bouncing all over the place under Jane. I nipped her nipple with my teeth and she screamed as her orgasm washed over her.

Jane flopped out full length on top of Pat. Pat's arms and legs were wrapped tightly around her, holding her tight. When we finally untangled our bodies, Pat immediately slid to the side of the bed and grabbed the mirror. She was amazed at how she now looked. She pointed at Jane's and my pussies and laughed, "Look, we match." I was thinking of Jane's enormous clit, but only grinned. We asked her if she had enjoyed her spa treatment and she only leaned over and kissed us both deeply.

When she finally dressed and we walked her to the door with the promise that we would do this again, and soon, she seemed a bit shy. We assured her that what had happened was not wrong, and it would remain between us forever. We also told her how sexy she was, and that she was welcome in our bed any time and that brought a sexy smile to her face. She practically bounced down the sidewalk to her car. Jane and I just kissed and went back into the bedroom.

Chapter Ten

Adjusting

Our work schedule didn't give us as much time together as we had hoped for. I was working nights and Jane was working days. When we did get days off together it was wonderful, blissful, totally orgasmic, but I would often work ten nights straight before four days off. We would see each other for a couple of hours after she got off and before I had to go to work.

It was about a month later when one Saturday morning I came home and didn't see Jane in our bed. I wondered for a moment where she might be when I heard a sound from the guestroom. I don't know what I was thinking, but I walked over and cracked the door and peeked in. My eyes connected with Jane's and I hurriedly closed the door, totally embarrassed. I went to my room and started to get out of the uniform, my mind racing, confused.

Jane walked in and walked right up to me, wearing my short white teri robe. I didn't mean to, but I flinched when she wrapped her arms around me. "Who is it?"

"It's Pat, Maria, and it's only sex. She came over last night in tears, wanting to talk to the both of us. She is confused about what she wants now, and she was kinda making me feel guilty."

"So you fucked her??" I didn't mean to be so blunt but now I was confused.

"You did say when I moved in that we would both have our freedom, our space," she said softly.

I realized what I jerk I was being, but couldn't help it. "I'm sorry. Go back and finish fucking her, then come to bed." I knew I was sounding like a bitch, but I was tired and I was hurt.

"Okay, but when you come to your senses, please come join us," and she walked back out of the room.

I undressed and walked into the shower. The hot water felt good, it helped me calm down. At least a little, but not completely. I started thinking what a jerk I was being, and I really didn't want to hurt, or lose, Jane, so I came to a decision. I wrapped the towel around myself and quietly opened the guestroom door and walked in. Before the door closed I saw Jane's smile, and saw her move to allow me room between them.

I dropped the towel on the floor and squeezed between them. Pat only turned her head, smiled, kissed me on the lips and returned to her gentle slumber, lying on her side. I snuggled up behind her and spooned, my arms wrapped over her shoulder. She smelled nice and I began to rub my smooth mound on her bottom, which resulted in a soft moan from her. I felt Jane's arm drape over my own shoulder and felt her as she pressed her breasts into my back, spooning against me. I was the filling in the softest sandwich imaginable, and I wondered why I had been worried or upset.

Soon I felt something pressing against my bottom and knew someone was getting excited. I reached back and rubbed my hand over it, guiding it to a nice warm place. Jane knew, and pushed softly forward into my willing bottom. I held her there, turning my head to kiss her. I lay my face into Pat's sweet smelling hair and drifted off to sleep, adoring the wonderful feel of Jane snuggled deeply in my bottom, tying us together forever.

I was exhausted, and slept deeply. I was awakened by something strange. I wasn't sure what it was, but it felt strange, it felt good. I remembered going to sleep between Jane and Pat, and suddenly remembered Jane buried in my bottom. It was my bottom that awakened me, something was there, and moving. I tried to turn over and found I couldn't. I was on my stomach and my ass was propped in the air. I knew the size in my bottom was Jane, but why couldn't I move. I tried to move my arms and suddenly realized that my wrists were tied to the headboard, my ankles tied to the foot of the bed. I was totally spread out, totally exposed. I looked over and saw Pat sitting in a chair, a cup of coffee in her hand. I was confused. "Jane is just giving me a lesson. If you want her to stop, just let me know," and she took a sip of coffee. "And she enjoys you fucking her in the bottom like that?" she asked.