In College the Following Night

"I'll leave that up to you ladies to work out," I said with a smile. "Apparently I'm work that has to be shared."

They both laughed and Kathy hit me with a pillow.

"Yes, I'd like to share him with you again," Kathy said and kissed Jane lightly. "But not for a week or so I hope! It'll take that long to heal. How's your back, Michael?"

"It'll be fine," I reassured her. "Don't ever be afraid of leaving a fingernail in my back. I heal quickly."

Jane looked up in concern. "We hurt you?" she asked.

"Not enough to worry about," I reassured her. "When I'm that aroused a little pain is just spice."

I pointed to the obvious bruises on both of them. "Does that bother you? Or did the spanking?"

Jane blushed as she shook her head.

"Uh uh," she says. "Spanking never did anything for me except turn me on. I think my Mom figured that one out when she told my Dad she'd take care of the corporal punishment."

Kathy and I laugh at her confession.

A great lethargy holds us down as our bodies recover from our exertions. Kathy's cunt leaks against my thigh as she moves up to snuggle on one side. Jane crawls up on the other side so we end up as we did earlier. I can still feel faint tremors from both girls as aftershocks run their course. It's cooling off in the room but I don't want to disturb either of them.

Jane finally shivers and reaches for covers we've kicked off the bed. Kathy helps her spread it across the three of us and we collapse gently intertwined. Our joint aroma fills my senses as we drop off to sleep once more bound with friendship.