Melissa's Visit

Her fingers touched Leigh's skin at the collarbone and it felt like an electric current passed through them both. Simultaneously, they moaned. John looked between them, shocked, but neither paid attention to him. Their eyes were locked together. Neither smiled, they looked at each other intensely, knowing what was coming. Leigh moved her shoulders and her bra fell down, exposing her breasts. John breathed in sharply, but Melissa did nothing, she just stayed still, her fingers lightly touching high on Leigh's chest. Slowly, she lowered her wrist, taking Leigh's breast in her hand.

Leigh's nipple was hard, and Melissa could feel it against her palm. Her skin was soft and her breasts were firm. Leigh closed her eyes and moaned as Melissa gently squeezed it, turning her hand and moving her hand along her breast. Melissa took her first chance to lean back, not removing her hand, but looking down at the view which was now open to her. Well, she thought. They're not real, but they are fantastic. Melissa had thought about getting implants, but had feared they would never look this good. She could barely tell they weren't natural, even as she touched them.

She looked back up at Leigh, who was smiling at her. "Do you like them?" she asked. "They're not-"

"I know," Melissa said quickly. "But yeah, they're amazing. I can barely tell. They feel so...real."

She saw out of the corner of her eye that John was leaning down to her left. She turned and watched as he took Leigh's right nipple into his mouth and gently sucked. She could see his tongue caressing her nipple, and his hand stroked the side of it. Leigh raised her arm and put her hand on his head, massaging his scalp as his lips and tongue massaged her. Melissa felt compelled to do the same.

Melissa leaned in slowly and, cautiously, slowly, took Leigh's nipple into her mouth. It felt soft and yet firm. The skin of her breast felt warm and smooth against her lips. She felt Leigh's fingers in her hair pulling her in closer. Melissa looked over and saw John staring at her smiling. Leigh moaned deeply, and Melissa both heard it and felt it through her lips. It was an amazing feeling.

Leigh removed her hands and both Melissa and John sat up, John's cock was rock hard, and Melissa saw that Leigh's hand was tightly clasped on it. She reached over and did the same. John and Leigh looked at her and she smiled. "I couldn't help myself," she said slyly.

Melissa turned and looked Leigh in the eyes. She felt an irresistible urge swelling up in her. She leaned in quickly and kissed Leigh on the lips, deeply, passionately, with tongue. Lots of tongue. Her lips were warm and wet and soft, everything she wanted lips to be, and Leigh kissed her back, her arms wrapping around Melissa's back and pulling her close. Their tongues slid along one another, their lips rubbing and wrapping around one another. God this feels good, Melissa thought.

They broke their kiss and looked at each other smiling. Melissa wanted to lower her gaze, but she didn't. Leigh looked at her and said "ok, now we're even. Do you need me to take my panties off before you do?"

Of course Leigh didn't need to, but Melissa wanted to see the rest. What she saw of Leigh turned her on in a way no woman's body ever had. Her stomach was flat, her arms toned. Her dark brown hair fell gracefully on her bare shoulders, the curls luscious and beautiful and sexy at the same time. Melissa's eyes moved down over her luscious breasts to the curve of her waist and hips, down to those black panties covering the slight bulge. She bit her lip and imagined where her thighs met. "Yes, please" she whispered.

Leigh leaned back, laying against the pillows, her legs spread slightly, invitingly. Leigh took Melissa's hand and put it on the waistband of her panties. "Then take them off," she whispered.

Melissa did not hesitate, she did not go slowly. She practically tore Leigh's panties off, pulling them down over her thighs and calves, then her feet. As she clutched them in her hand, her eyes never strayed from Leigh's pussy. Her pubic hair was trimmed but some was still there, forming a light triangle pointing down, a look Melissa had not seen before, but could appreciate; clean and tidy but still not gone. Her pussy lips were tightly together, her clit not visible between them. Melissa felt her mouth water, which confused her. I've never thought pussies were sexy before, she thought. Why do I want this one so much?

She saw John place his hand on Leigh's thigh, slowly moving up, up, until his fingers were on her pussy, one on each lip, straddling her clit. Leigh's eyes closed and she moaned deeply. He began slowly moving his fingers in a circle. That's a good idea, Melissa thought. She'd barely ever touched her own pussy other than when washing herself, and suddenly that vision of dual pressure on her clit, circular motions...

Leigh's eyes shot open and she said "no, stop. Not yet." She sat up and John took his hand back. "It's not my turn," Leigh said. "It's Melissa's." Leigh lifted her now naked body off the bed, put her hands on Melissa's shoulders, and turned her, quickly, before either of them could speak the words of protest on their lips. Melissa leaned back softly, feeling the warmth of where Leigh's body had just lay.

Ok, she thought. This is it. I'm about to get naked with two other naked people. They're going to touch me and, I guess kiss me? Kiss me...where? I don't really know how this works. Will John just...dive right in? And what's he going to do? Is there foreplay? I guess this is kinda foreplay, so is there foreplay to foreplay? They have to know I'm not used to this, I'll need some warming up. Maybe he'll do that same thing with his fingers. God that looked sexy, I'm sure it felt so-

John's hands on her waist broke her thought process. His fingers slipped under her panties' waistband and he ran his finger along the edge, just like he had with her pants. And just like before, when his finger passed the middle, the tip of it just inches from her...pussy, Melissa's...pussy tingled. She softly moaned, the anticipation killing her. Mercifully, he began pulling them down. This was the moment of truth. The number of men who'd ever seen that part of her body was a very short list, and never before had the experience gone well. But she was ready, she wanted it, she needed it. John's eyes were locked on hers as her panties slid down over her thighs. There was something deeply comforting about how he looked at her face while he revealed such intimacy. It was as if he was telling her this is no big deal, trust me. It's ok, you can feel safe with me. And she did, she felt completely safe. Leigh had been right, this was wonderful.

That made her turn and look at Leigh. Her eyes were also locked on Melissa's, too, searching for a reaction. Leigh's soft hand was cupping her cheek so tenderly. Melissa smiled and kissed Leigh's wrist. Then she looked down and saw that John had totally removed her panties. She was laying there totally naked, totally exposed, totally ready.

John half knelt, half laid on his stomach, Melissa's white panties in his hands. Here she was, totally naked in front of him. Her legs weren't completely spread, and he was looking directly into her eyes, but he could still clearly see her pussy. Her pubic hair was cropped closely, but there was more of it than Leigh's. It looked as if Melissa had just waxed to be able to wear a swimsuit, little more. Her plump, soft, pussy lips were free of hair, though, and they called to him. He wanted to touch them, to taste them. He smiled at her. "You ok?"

Melissa nodded, her eyes locked on her own pussy, as if she was seeing it for the first time. Leigh stroked Melissa's hair and softly whispered "it's beautiful, Melissa. You have nothing to feel weird about. You have a really sexy pussy." It was the first time any of them had said that word since they'd begun, and John half expected Melissa to be startled or say something, but she didn't. Instead, she looked up at Leigh and whispered "really?"

"Yes," John said, laying his hand on Melissa's thigh. It was true. It's hard to say what makes a sexy pussy, but the two in front of him definitely were. Their lips made his mouth water, the curves of their pelvic bones forming a slight mound just above the graceful, delicate lips which concealed such pleasure and lust, right at the meeting point of their soft light-brown thighs, just a few feet below the soft, inviting mounds of their tits, just below their hair falling on their shoulders...such an inviting view. "Are you...ready?"

Melissa smiled down at him and nodded. He wasn't sure she knew what she was giving him the go-ahead to do, but he wasn't going to ask again. He placed his hands on her knees, gently but unhesitatingly pulling them apart. He slowly slid his hand up her thigh until it was just to the left of her pussy. Melissa closed her eyes and exhaled, clearly trying to relax. Leigh put her hand on Melissa's shoulders and lightly stroked her soft skin. She lightly kissed Melissa's cheek. John watched and smiled. She's going to like this kiss better, he thought.

He kissed her thigh and moved his hand onto her pussy lips. He just held his fingers over her pussy and pressed down slightly, applying pressure all over. Melissa moaned so deeply it almost sounded like a growl. John shifted his hand so it was just his fingers on the lips of her pussy, one on each side of her clit, the method Leigh had taught him which had brought so much success. He pressed softly and massaged her clit between his fingers. He heard a gasp and Melissa's whole body convulsed. It was like she'd never been touched like that before. "Wow," she said loudly. "That feels...wow."

Leigh and John both laughed softly. It was so hot to think that he was giving Melissa something she'd never had before, that he was making her feel pleasure that she'd never felt before. He felt like that the first time he'd made Leigh come, the first time she ever came from anything but masturbating. Well, no, not on that level, but that same kind of feeling of power.

He continued rubbing Melissa's clit, loving the ripples of pleasure running through her body. But he knew this wouldn't be enough, that he had more for her. He leaned in and kissed her thigh again, this time further down. He could feel Melissa's breathing quickening, knowing what was coming. But he drew it out, slowly kissing her more than a dozen times, alternating between her thighs, moving closer and closer to her pussy.

Finally, his mouth hovered over her clit. He purposefully breathed heavily, covering her pussy with his warm, moist breath. Melissa whimpered and her whole body shook with anticipation. Leigh laughed and said, "John, just do it, she needs it."

"YES," Melissa practically shouted. "Please, I need it."

"Say it." John said. He remembered back in the day when he wanted more than anything else to hear her ask him, beg him, to lick her pussy. "Tell me you want me to eat you out. Beg me to lick your pussy."

Leigh breathed in sharply. John could see she was turned on, loving how he was playing with her. "Do it, Melissa," she said.

Melissa hesitated, tensing up. John continued to rub her pussy, and they could both see she was building herself up to say it. She breathed in deeply and exhaled a long, slow breath.

Melissa looked down and stared directly into his eyes. John could feel the blood rushing to his face, his heart quickening, his breathing accelerating. He could see from Leigh's face that she knew what was running through his mind. He saw her muscles tighten and saw her hold her breath.

"Please," Melissa whimpered. "Please lick my pussy. Please make me cum. Please."

John beamed at this. He'd never said that last part, but no one needed to ask him twice. He leaned in close and touched his lips to hers, pushing his tongue between them and brushing her clit.

Melissa's back arched, she thrust her tits in the air, and she screamed "oh my GOD!" John held his head against her, moving in rhythm with her body. He watched Leigh grab Melissa's head and kiss her, passionately. He could see their tongues massaging one another, heard them moan into each other's mouths. He pushed harder, licking and kissing, massaging her lips and her clit with his lips and his tongue. She tasted delicious, sweet and wet, very wet. If he had any doubts about whether she was turned on and enjoying this, they were resolved when he felt her juices on his tongue and his face. She wanted him, and he was giving it to her.

He moaned into her pussy, loving the wetness of it on his lips, his cheeks. She was grinding her hips against his face, moaning into Leigh's kisses. He opened his eyes and saw her massaging Melissa's tits, rubbing her nipples between her fingers. Melissa had one hand on Leigh's head and the other on John's, pulling them both in tighter into her body.

Leigh pulled back and breathed deeply, catching her breath and taking in the vision before her. Melissa's naked body writhing in pleasure, both her hands now on John's head, pulling him deeper into her pussy, her tits bounding with every thrust of her hips, her hair in her face, her chest heaving with her passionate breathing.

"Oh my God," Melissa said. "I'm...I'm...I'm..."

She could see that Melissa was getting close. Leigh could understand, knowing what John could do to her. But she still couldn't believe that Melissa could cum so quickly. Then again, maybe she was wrong, maybe that's not what Melissa was going to say, maybe-

"I'M CUMMMMING!" Melissa screamed. Her back arched and her eyes and her mouth opened wide. The moan coming out of her, again, sounded more like a growl. She kept repeating "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming," occasionally interrputed by a "don't stop" or an "oh my God." John kept licking and Leigh kept massaging her breasts, drawing out the orgasm as long as they could. It went on for over a minute before her muscles relaxed and her body lowered, her back returning to the bed. She whimpered softly, her eyes fluttering and her body convulsing.

Leigh took her hands off Melissa's breasts and softly kissed her. Melissa tried to kiss her back, but clearly her body didn't have the energy. Leigh laughed and turned to see John pulling himself up off the bed. She could see his cheeks wet from Melissa's pussy, a big smile on his face. She couldn't believe the view of her fiancé with another woman's juices on his face turned her on. God, I love this man, she thought.

As John stood up, she caught a glimpse of his cock, still rock hard. She smiled and leaned down to whisper in Melissa's ear. "You know what I love right after I cum?" Melissa's eyes opened slightly and she smiled a bit. Leigh knew she wasn't going to get an audible answer, so she just answered her own question. "I love sucking John's cock."

Melissa's smile got a little wider and she turned her head to the side. John laughed and moved over to her side. He took his cock and offered it to Melissa. She leaned forward and took it in her mouth. He smiled and ran his fingers through her hair. "Thanks for returning the favor, Melissa," he said. Leigh laughed.

She looked at Melissa's naked body, covered in sweat and still shaking from the powerful orgasm. She looked at John; he was covered in sweat, too, and his lips were still wet from Melissa's pussy. He licked them, tasting her again. Leigh wanted to taste her, too.

While Melissa gently sucked John's cock, in an almost infantile way, Leigh bent down and kissed her neck. Melissa moaned into John's dick, which Leigh took as permission to keep going. She kissed down around Melissa's collar bone, over the tops of her breasts, down to her nipples. Cupping one breast in her hand and gently kissing and sucking on the other nipple, Leigh could feel Melissa's every breath and moan, could feel her jaw flex and relax as she sucked on John's dick. Se enjoyed sucking other women's tits, both because it turned John on and because she loved breasts. It wasn't as good as sucking John's dick, but at the moment that was in use by someone who needed some post-orgasm relaxation. She looked up and saw his eyes closed, a small smile parting his lips as he softly moved his hips back and forth in rhythm while gently moving Melissa's head in time, using her mouth for himself.

He opened his eyes and looked at her. When their eyes met, a funny thing happened. It was like Melissa wasn't there, like somehow, John's dick was in her mouth, not Melissa's nipple. The three moved their bodies in time, and Melissa faded away, a naked, sweaty, pulsating connection of flesh between the two of them. Her soft skin was just a conduit for pleasure between John's body and Leigh's. They couldn't take their eyes off each other. Melissa moaned but neither of them heard it. In that moment, Melissa's breasts, mouth, they didn't exist.

Leigh moved her hand down from Melissa's breast and put it on her thigh, about halfway between her knee and her body. She could feel Melissa start in response, not expecting Leigh to move below her breasts. Oh, believe me, Leigh thought. I'm going much lower.

Leigh broke her gaze with John and looked at Melissa. She had taken her lips off John's cock and was looking her dead in the eyes. She'd come back from her post-coital stupor, and she was aware of the fact that a woman was sucking her tits. She smiled and Leigh smiled back. Leigh slowly slid her body lower, further away from Melissa's face, kissing the bottom of her breast, then her stomach, then her navel, then just above her pubic bone, never taking her eyes away from Melissa's.

Both John and Melissa were watching her now. Melissa's hand was on John's cock, holding it tightly. His hand was on Melissa's cheek, formerly guiding her head back and forth on his cock, now just...holding her. In a different context, it would have looked sweet. As it was, she could see it trembling with excitement. This is a moment he's been dreaming about, Leigh thought. He loves watching me eat another girl's pussy. He really wants this. I'm going to make him wait for it. She looked back at Melissa and realized how badly she wanted it, too. Leigh smiled; I guess I'll make BOTH of them wait for it...

Melissa felt so warm. There were many feelings coursing through her right then, but warmth was the strongest. Her skin was still flush from the mind-bending orgasm she'd just had, and between Leigh's breath on her hips and John's hand and cock so close to her face, she felt like she was wrapped up in a warm blanket of sex. It felt amazing.

"What are you waiting for?" John asked Leigh, Melissa could see how tense his muscles were, how hard his cock was. She almost felt sorry for him, the way Leigh was toying with him. It was almost enough to distract her from the fact that she, too, was being teased. Clearly the guy wanted this badly, even more than he'd wanted all the cock sucking he'd gotten from the two of them. But hey, he did it to her, now it was fair that someone did it to him.

But that wasn't the whole story, Melissa wanted it, too. The girl who thought cunnilingus was gross had become a full-blown addict. John's tongue had converted her, and now that she'd seen the light, she wanted to bask in it all night long. Now that John's mouth had moved away, Leigh's was her best chance at another orgasm-by-tongue, and she needed another fix. The rapid descent into lesbianism didn't even give her pause. Plus, a woman should know even better just how to do it, right? It was hard to imagine that anyone could know how to do it in a way that came close to what she'd just had, but 10 minutes ago she didn't think that was possible either, so who knows?