Kitten Ch. 03

This was so good, she thought, enjoying having them both and tasting how aroused Marlie had been. Her tongue lapped down on the back of his cock. He hummed, and she felt it surge as he rocked his hips up, and Marlie hummed; she had had the right idea and jostled his balls. Marlie reached down and drew her head up. That was good too, that she wanted her to lick her pussy where it was most sensitive; she wanted to make it as good as she could for both of them.

With delight, Catherine began to lick and nibble, wondering if she enjoyed licking Marlie's pussy more than she enjoyed sucking and licking his cock. She loved to do that, but knowing how it was feeling for Marlie made that just so good, especially when she heard her moan. She moaned with a nod in response and was delighted that he also had moaned and rocked his hips, moving his cock in Marlie's pussy below where she was licking. She had had such a good idea, arousing Marlie so that her pussy aroused him! And it was so nice to fondle his balls, his sack still loose.

She continued with pleasure, aware that her own pussy was feeling aroused again. They were all moaning, louder than they could at night. When she licked down on his cock, and he rocked his hips down, she tasted fresh moisture from Marlie and wondered how wet her own pussy was. She lapped back up and heard Marlie's growling moan. Cathy knew why; she knew just how what her tongue was doing felt for her, and he gave a pulsing moan and began to rock his hips slowly.

Then Marlie's pulsing moan suggested how good it was feeling to be fucked and have her pussy licked at the same time. Cathy was delighted at the success of her suggestion, not, however, without the thought that they had to do it to her in return. But for them now. Oooh, his sack was drawing up. That was good, but she had to make sure Marlie was also about to have her orgasm.

She didn't have to worry about that. His sack was a tight ball, and he began to rock his hips and fuck as fast as he could, bouncing Marlie's ass, making it difficult for Catherine to keep her mouth on Marlie's pussy. She was gasping and whimpering, like Catherine had never heard her before. Then Marlie's body convulsed, and she cried out something in French that Catherine didn't understand. Her brother was also gasping, still fucking, and then grunted loudly, when his hips thrust up harder, and grunted again and again each time they did, as Marlie whimpered as though she were in pain.

With a groaning sigh, he stopped fucking. Marlie pushed Catherine's head back, as she collapsed on him. Catherine licked her lips, suddenly realizing that her hand cupped around his balls was all wet. She released them and licked her hand. Yes, Marlie's pussy juice when she had had a really good orgasm. She felt her own pussy, also very wet, but it didn't taste as sweet as Marlie had.

She sat back on her heels and watched them recover, again having her thought that the siblings had to make it as good for her. She hadn't fucked him yet, but would he, could he want to fuck her after she had sucked his cock and he had fucked Marlie?

She stared between their four thighs and chuckled; his balls were now hanging down so far in his very loose sack, and his cock wasn't as thick as it had been, but it was still in Marlie's pussy, which now also didn't look like it had before she started to lick it. When would his cock flop out? Oh, when it did, it would be like when she had started to suck after he and Marlie had fucked, tasting of them both. She chuckled again; this time she wasn't going to be surprised how it tasted, and she wanted to taste it and also lap up Marlie's pussy.

The siblings raised their heads to look at her after her chuckle, but she was watching his cock slip out from their slight movement and flop down. Yes, it looked slimy. She quickly stooped down and got in her mouth, hearing them chuckle, as she slavered her tongue around his soft cock. Then she felt a drop on her nose. Marlie's pussy too. She crossed her eyes to look at it. She hummed; white drops were oozing out between her pussy lips. She gave his cock a final lick and let it slip from her mouth and lapped them up. She moaned, enjoying that they tasted like when he came in her mouth.

She heard them both chuckle again, but didn't look up, just wiping the drop off her nose and licking it up, before she lapped new drops from Marlie's pussy lips, then pointing her tongue and searching for more between them. When Marlie chuckled again, she felt that she almost had to excuse what she was doing, justifying that if he didn't want to fuck her, at least she could enjoy tasting his second orgasm.

When she raised her head and licked her lip with an apologetic smirk, he said:

"I think we still need to wash a little. And I have to go."

"Now that you say so, I do too," Marlie agreed.

"Me too," Catherine added, watching him help his sister sit up.

They all got up and went to the bathroom. He immediately went to the washbasin, leaving the toilet and bidet for the girls to use. There were chuckles, as they heard each other going. He washed his face and cock and balls, and then each of the girls washed their faces and pussies. With smirks, they returned to the girls' room. He looked at Catherine and said:

"I don't know if I can do that again."

"I'll just hope so," she replied with a mild smile that didn't reveal how much she appreciated that he had assumed that she would want him to.

"After a nap maybe," Marlie suggested, adding: "I hope so; it was so good."

She flung back the covers on her bed and lay down, rolling back on her side to leave space for her brother and Catherine. He joined her on his back, holding out his arm for Catherine to join them. She did, liking that his arm under her head drew her closer on her side and slid around to find her breast. Marlie raised her head, inviting his other arm and hand to hold her the same way. When he did, the girls smiled at each other and held hands on his chest.

After a minute or two, he remarked softly:

"You two do everything together."

He didn't say it as a question, but the girls both nodded. Marlie snorted and replied:

"That should be obvious now, if it wasn't before."

Catherine nodded, squeezing her hand. He squeezed their breasts and murmured:

"Oh, of course, you told me the first day."

"Surprised?" Catherine asked.

"Of course, then, but we wouldn't be here like this if you didn't."

"Just out showing Cathy the city," Marlie suggested.

"Hm-hmm!" he chuckled: Going out every night until we came home too tired to do anything?"

"That would have been unfair to you two," Catherine remarked.

Her breast and hand were squeezed in response. She rubbed their hands on his chest. He hummed and replied:

"And, I hope, unfair to you."

"Hmmm? If I had had any kind of idea of what I would have been missing, but I didn't."

Marlie hummed and smirked at her across his chest and remarked:

"But now you do, except for what you helped us to do."

Her brother nodded with a chuckle and squeezed their breasts again, then hummed and said:

"You don't know how good that was."

"It sure was!" Marlie added cheerfully.

"It sure seemed like it," Catherine agreed, hoping that they both were suggesting that they wanted her to learn how good that had been.

"It was," he murmured.

Marlie nodded and drew Catherine's hand down his stomach. He hummed softly and squeezed their breasts. Marlie chuckled at his apparent agreement to her moving their hands, and drew them further down. He just squeezed their breasts again. Marlie drew their hands down between his thighs, urging Catherine's to find his soft cock.

If she wanted her to, Catherine thought, and let her fingers encircle it. Marlie's fingers slipped further down and gathered up his balls. He chuckled and remarked:

"Not much of a nap," and his fingers rubbed their nipples.

They all hummed, and their fingers caressed. Catherine's enjoyed how they could play with his soft cock, recalling that she had thought it was a willie, when it was like that and that it was her little peter when it was stiff, but it stayed a willie. Her thighs clamped together, however, in a reflex to what his fingers were doing. Didn't he want it become her little peter, she wondered - hers - to fuck her?

She fondled, sliding his foreskin back, but the head of his cock was as small and soft as the rest of it.

"Nice, feels good," he murmured, squeezing her breast: "but if you want to, you're going to have to make it want to."

"Mmmm! I want it to," she responded, wrapping her fingers around his still soft cock, just a small handful in her fist.

"You know how," he replied.

Catherine nodded with a cheerful hum and began to move her head down on his chest, but Marlie's fingers slid up from his balls and took his cock from hers, as she complained:

"You've done that already; my turn."

Catherine wasn't sure that she could trust that Marlie wouldn't want to make him come in her mouth, if she liked that as much as she did, but Marlie didn't let her take his cock from her hand, as she began to move down to suck it. When she remembered that both Marlie and Pierre had understood that she wanted to have her pussy fucked and licked, she accepted that Marlie could make his cock want to, especially when he squeezed her breast and murmured:

"Come here and let me make your pussy want to."

She felt that it already did, but she moaned and scrambled up over his head, facing where Marlie was moving between his legs. As he guided her hips down on his face, She hummed with soft chuckle, seeing that his cock was already bigger than it had been, when she had been fondling it. Then she hummed encouragingly, when his tongue lapped down between her pussy lips, as she watched the head of his cock disappear in Marlie's mouth.

His tongue made her forget about Marlie, even forget about fucking him, until he urged her to raise her hips and murmured: "Enough, Marlie."

Catherine's eyes focused again, seeing Marlie nod with a disappointed sounding "uhn-hnn," then raising her head. His cock sprang up, its full, round head glistening purple-pink, wet from her saliva. Cathy moaned at the sight of it and then again, as she immediately remembered that Marlie was going to be licking her pussy. Was she licking her lips with a grin because sucking his cock had been so good, or in anticipation of licking her pussy? He chuckled and slapped her ass gently.

"Um-hmm!" she agreed cheerfully and began to move down his body, liking his friendly urge, suddenly thinking it was slapping the haunch of a horse to make it move forward. More, she appreciated that he had remembered that they were supposed to fuck; he wanted to too, more than he wanted just to have his cock sucked, however good or better Marlie did that.

Marlie had grasped it, waiting to help it find her opening. Catherine sank down on it with a long moan, enjoying hearing his and Marlie's moans, Marlie's shorter one, that sounded more like cheerful empathy than arousal. How could she have forgotten that they wanted to fuck, she wondered, feeling her pussy contract and his cock twitch. His hands found her breasts and drew her back down on him. She drew her knees up, waiting for Marlie to lick.

"Uhmm-hm-hmmm!" Marlie was! Cathy envisioned that her seeing her aroused, moist pussy had been just as invitingly attractive as Marlie's had been for her. But now she couldn't see it; her tongue was all over it, also licking down on her brother's cock. Catherine didn't have to urge it to return to licking where she most wanted to feel it. That was always so good and made her pussy contract, but now so much better with his cock in it and feeling it surge in response.

He moaned with a chuckle and aroused her nipples. Had he chuckled because he knew this was just the beginning, that he was going to be able to enjoy it this way longer after his previous orgasms? She wasn't sure she wanted hers to wait, could want it to wait; it was feeling so arousing to have her pussy licked so good with a cock in it. She tried to relax, but Marlie's tongue and his cock and fingers wouldn't let her pussy stop squeezing his cock. It twitched in response, but his hips didn't twitch. She tried to distract herself, wondering if Marlie was also fondling his balls, but thinking about them and recalling how it had been to be licking her and fondling his balls was also arousing, but not nearly as arousing as having his cock in the clutches of her pussy and feeling Marlie licking and nibbling and sucking where she was most sensitive!

Too arousing! Nothing could be too arousing, but if he couldn't come yet? Her pelvis was twitching up and down. It was going to happen - her orgasm! She couldn't restrain it. With a loud, pulsing groan, she felt it start, and her body convulsed! She heard Marlie moan and felt her nod, as her tongue lapped down. Yes, she also wanted to taste her pussy juice, but then her tongue was

back arousing her.

Catherine whimpered at the unanticipated renewal of her arousal, that made her pelvis twitch again. This was too much! She whimpered, but it still felt so good! Oh, he had also been moaning, but now louder, and his hips were also twitching, moving his cock in her pussy. Could she stand it, the continuing arousal until he came?! He clutched her breasts and began to fuck, groaning and gasping as his hips rocked up as hard and fast as they could. She gasped between her whimpers, clenching her eyes shut at the almost unbearable sensations in her pussy, as her hips tried to rock down to meet his and help his cock plunge as deep as it could in the quick contractions of her pussy.

"Fuck! Fuck!" she cried out, only aware of her English expletives when she heard them, too late to worry about that; they were, and she was coming again, and he grunted and grunted again. Thank God! He was also finally coming! Had she really felt his cock spurt in her pussy, or just knew that it had?

They both groaned deeply and lay still, his hands just cupped around her breasts, as they sighed with long moans. She felt her pussy contract again, but his cock didn't respond. Just as well, she thought, confirmation that he had had his orgasm. For a long moment, she had no other thoughts, then remembered Marlie, still down between his legs. Was she also waiting to taste them both, like she had? She consciously squeezed his cock again, and it slipped out. He chuckled and squeezed her breast, then chuckled again with a hum; Marlie was. A few moments later, Catherine felt her tongue lap up the length of her pussy, then again, and heard her hum. Catherine found her tongue and remarked:

"You like that as much as I did."

"Um-hmm!" came her cheerful agreement: "Both of you at once, that must have been good."

"You know it was," he replied, adding: "better than anything just the two of us can do."

"Sorry about that," Catherine remarked and raised her head to smile at Marlie, adding:

"And a lot better than what we can do."

"Um-hmm, for sure," Marlie agreed, licking her lips and returning her smile.

"You two! What a team, with me or just alone," he remarked with a chuckle, urging and helping Catherine to sit up.

They all chuckled, nodding. Catherine reached down and fondled his soft, wet cock and turned her head to give him a smirk. He suggested they wash again, and they did, smirking and chuckling. When they returned to the room, Catherine asked if they still had time to go out. Marlie and Pierre immediately agreed that that was a good idea. They got dressed again and straightened up the beds and got their coats and went out, deciding to find a bistro for a drink.

With a glass of wine, they silently toasted each other with smiles, then smirking, Catherine asked them what else they could tell her about St. Denis cathedral. The siblings wracked their brains, eventually recalling features of the building and the many royal graves - with a second glass of wine. Catherine insisted on paying, and they returned in good spirits, just smirking a last time before Pierre opened the door.

It was good that they had gone out, since the siblings' mother was already home, pleased to hear about their supposed outing and hear Catherine's description of what she had supposedly seen. That evening, she prepare a better dinner, since Pierre had to return to his unit the next day. When the evening with the parents got longer, the three of them silently nodded in agreement that they not try to top their afternoon's experiences.

The girls even went to sleep in their individual beds, but not without whispering about how good the afternoon had been, exchanging their impressions of how it had been for each of them. In the early morning, however, when they discovered that they both were awake, they chuckled and teased each other about which of them wanted more to be in the other's bed. Catherine lost - or won - joining Marlie.

When Pierre later knocked to say that the bathroom was free, they hurried to open the door and kissed him goodbye the way they couldn't in front of his parents. After a good breakfast, he again in his uniform, they all said goodbye with the usual cheek kisses.

It was Saturday and Marlie's parents insisted that Catherine should see Chartre cathedral before the girls returned to their finishing school in Switzerland the next day. They had a very enjoyable day's outing and a restaurant dinner with more courses than any Catherine had ever had. Back in Paris, they had a light supper, and the girls said that they had to pack for their early start Sunday morning. After saying good night to Marlie's parents they returned to her room.

When they realized that they were both immediately taking off their clothes, they shrugged with chuckles and agreed that it was practical to be able to pack their used underwear first, in shoes and corners of their suitcases. While they packed, naked, they reviewed their days - more nights - with Pierre. Marlie remarked how good it had been that Catherine had fit in so well with her and her brother. Catherine had to smirk and replied that he had fit in so well. They had to stifle their laughter. With more such bantering, they continued to pack. When they were taking clothes from the closet, they just rubbed shoulders at first, but then started to fondle each other's ass, humming. When they were getting their last piece in the closet, Marlie's hand slid up from Catherine's bottom and found her breast. Catherine nodded and found Marlie's with her hand. They both hummed and embraced, naked breasts together. They hummed again and kissed, their tongues finding each other. They turned back to the room and tossed their clothes at their suitcases.

"Got to go first," one of them remarked, and they hurried to the bathroom, ignoring that Marlie's parents might have been able to see them naked. They both used the toilet, without washing. They had tasted each other before that way. They were more careful about returning to the room. Marlie checked that her parents weren't in the hall, and they hurried back, humming again, as she closed the door.

They fell into bed together, head to foot, head to pussy, drawing up their thighs. With moans, they drew the other's hips closer and buried their faces between her thighs. It could only have been better with Pierre's cock, but it was as good as they could without it. Catherine thought it was better than it ever had before with Marlie, feeling that her pussy had learned a higher level of arousal from having been fucked by his cock.

As they were still lying like that, recovering, she remembered that they had called their pussies "kittens" and that she had wanted to think of his cock as her "little peter." She chuckled at the thought that she liked it better as "big cock," but that "kitten was still a nice expression for hers and Marlie's pussies - when it wasn't being fucked.