Tell it to My Heart Ch. 03

Their lips left my nipples, and found each other's lips. I watched them kiss passionately again just above my saliva covered breasts. Then they started to kiss me. One at a time at first. June gently pulled my chin over with the lightest touch of her index finger. Her eyes were closed, but her soft lips caressed mine like never before. At the same time Connie was nibbling on my wide open neck. My spine was alive with constant tingles. I let my hand glide through June's long soft hair. Her tongue tenderly snaked its way into my mouth. I softly moaned when my tongue found hers.

Connie nibbled her way over my cheek to my busy lips and tongue. She joined in on the kissing. Three women... Three sets of lips kissing, nibbling, licking each other. Three sets of hands roaming freely over silky soft skin.

June gradually released my lips to Connie, and she delicately pulled our faces over so my neck was now exposed to June. I didn't see June's face. But I bet she looked at my neck as if it was Sunday dinner. She was ravenous. Constantly licking, nibbling, and fervently sucking on my neck. I was panting and moaning, riding wave after wave of tingles... wishing they would never stop.

While still kissing me, Connie slowly glided her one hand down to the strap-on. She grabbed it at the base and started making small circular motions while pushing down on it. She knew this would make enjoyable contact with my clit. I couldn't see my clit, but it felt gigantic. Her other hand found my right nipple and started squeezing. One of June's hands found my left nipple and started squeezing.

Connie's rhythmic circular motions on my clit started the fire in me that would end in me screaming. Then June stopped nibbling long enough to excitedly whisper in my ear. "Cum for us Andi, we want you to be the first to cum."

Her words and their now constant attention to my entire body overwhelmed me. My eyes involuntarily closed, my pussy tightened... "Oh God... OH God... OH GOD!!! My voice reached a high pitch that I had never heard before.

"Fuuuccckkk," I screamed.

My hips pushed up just as a reaction, but that just caused Connie to put even more pressure on my slippery clit. Which made me finally stutter out. "I'm... I'm... Cu....Cu...Cummmmming..." My hips continued to rise and fall.

Connie's skillful hand followed me through all my movements. I was oozing cum like never before. My breathing was ragged. I could only catch a breath now and then. Connie seemed to know exactly how much pressure to use to keep me cumming. Every downward hip movement was a release, every upward movement was new enjoyable pressure. She was an expert. As soon as I was ready to scream, 'please stop', Connie let go of the phallus. I could only guess that she had done this before with June.

Connie and June then tenderly glided their twenty fingers slowly, tenderly over my body. June's fingers were floating on my legs while Connie's skated spirals over my breasts and tummy. It was the slowest descent from an orgasm that I'd ever experienced. The aftershocks seemed to go on and on.

After my last long exhale, June whispered to me, but looked into Connie's eyes. "Now it's our turn Andi."

They rose back up to their knees directly above me. With practiced precision, each found the other's pussy with their right hands. I watched each slide their fingers gently through their slick folds, then tickle the other's clit. Doing their best to make the other wet. I heard more moaning, more breathy whispers of I love you.

A minute or so later Connie mounted the strap-on I was wearing and June unceremoniously climbed onto my face looking at her wife. I could feel June lean forward and I heard them start to kiss passionately. The sounds of wet kissing filled the air. The full figured brunette, Connie, started riding the strap-on slow and steady. She got into a comfortable rhythm that benefited us both. June was sliding her wet hairless pussy all over my face. I started using my tongue across the folds of her pussy, tasting her sweet nectar. It was like a drug to me. I could never get enough.

They continued to kiss each other, but never stopped their movements. The little nub on the inside of the strap-on was deftly doing its job of rubbing and bumping into my clit again. I moaned into June's pussy. My hands naturally grabbed her thighs. June was moving her hips so my tongue covered her entire delicious pussy and some of her luscious ass too. She took an extra minute to grind her ass into my face. I spread her cheeks and I stiffened my tongue and pushed it into her tight little hole. We both moaned. I was getting just as much enjoyment out of this as they were.

I loved every minute of this so far. Connie, bouncing rhythmically on the strap-on, summoning up another wonderful orgasm within me. June, sliding her now wet tasty pussy and ass ALL over my face.

I was just on the verge of cumming again when the two naked women above me quickly switched places. A nicely trimmed pussy now coming toward my face was literally, dripping wet. I couldn't wait to taste Connie. The two women went back to kissing each other. The brunette had some nice moves, swirling her hips all over my face. Using me. Using my entire face. Her steady, measured movements, allowed my tongue to taste every fold of her labia. It was making her, and me, wetter by the minute. I loved it. The little extra weight Connie carried actually felt good to me. I stuck my tongue out as far as I could. Licking, and tasting her abundant nectar. Listening to her gasp with pleasure was music to my ears. God I hope this never ends.

All while this was happening, June was thumping her pussy down on the phallus. She was riding me like a jockey racing toward the finish line. The nub inside the strap-on was delightfully bumping into my engorged clit. It was hitting just the right spot. I was moaning loudly. Pushing my pelvis up just as she was pushing down. I was matching her stroke for stroke.

I didn't want cum again so soon, but damn, I couldn't hold it off much longer. Just then I hear, "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck... Oh my fucking God! You slut, you're gonna make me cuuuum... Oh fuck..." I assumed it was Connie on my face that just said that. Because at that moment a small stream of warm sweet cum ran into my mouth. I got most of it, the rest ran down the side of my face.

And that's when my orgasm hit. My eyes that had been looking mostly at a plump ripe behind, slammed shut. My body went stiff. That glorious feeling, that constant tingling, those tiny explosions were running roughshod through my body. Just then June came. Screaming, "I'mmmmm... Cummmmminnnngggg..." Her gushing wetness covered the strap-on and my pussy like nothing I've ever experienced before.

June's wet pussy was now making really wet sounds as she quickly glided her pussy up and all the way down on the wet plastic toy strapped to me. My poor exposed clit couldn't take anymore and I reached out and grabbed June's upper thighs. She instinctively knew why. I held her in place as she was still moaning while still cumming. Her abundant warm creamy juices flowed over me.

They wrapped their arms around each other as they caught their breath. I could hear constant whispers of I love you. They both climbed off of me. Then they laid together next to me. But their heads were down by my feet. I realized they were having a little cuddle session. I heard light kissing and more tender whispers of I love you. I found the whole thing rather sweet.

To tell you the truth though, I didn't feel like an equal part of this triad. Yes, I came, twice. But I felt more like their sex toy. A living breathing sex toy.

I laid there for a minute thinking, am I supposed to leave now? I'm not complaining, I mean I loved what just happened. But I'm drenched everywhere in girl cum. June's... Connie's... Mine. I can't leave their house like this. I sat up a little braced by my elbows. I think I startled them. They looked at each other like they just realized I was still there. They both shrugged their shoulders and snickered to each other. Like oops, we forgot about something. Another quick little kiss to each other and they bounced off the bed in different directions.

They stood me up and swiftly removed the strapon I was wearing. I started to talk but was quickly shushed. The naked blonde gently took my hand and led me to the adjoining palatial bathroom. She pointed to the toilet, I shook my head no. She gently took my hand again and led me to the largest, most beautiful walk in shower that I've ever seen. It was large enough for a basketball team. A girls basketball team. She touched a digital display that read 89 degrees. And a few seconds later, soothing warm water started lightly spraying both of us from four directions. She grabbed a loofah and some sweet smelling pink shower gel and started washing me. I hadn't had anyone wash me since I was a kid. She scrubbed me from head to toe. I thought it was funny at first. Then I realized, she's cleaning her sex toy.

We walked out of the shower. The brunette, now wearing a tapestry robe, greeted us with large white heated towels. I just stood there as they both dried me off. The brunette then pointed to my folded clothes that were sitting on a Queen Anne chair next to a vanity. Then they swiftly walked out, closing the door behind them.

I took a few minutes to get dressed. As I did I glanced around. I thought to myself. This bathroom probably cost more than my parent's entire house. I walked back into a now overly bright bedroom. It made me squint a little. Both women were smiling and standing a few feet from me. Each wearing matching tapestry robes. They each had an arm behind the other. They're a really cute couple. One tall, one short. One skinny, one plump. These women were obviously deeply in love with each other. It warmed my heart and made me smile. Even though I was just a sex toy, I experienced a lot of emotion tonight.

Connie then handed me a pink envelope. The size was like a birthday card. It felt padded. Squeezing it, I realized there was money in it!

I HAD to speak up! "I didn't do this for money, girls, I did this for fun," I said as I tried to hand it back to her.

June shook her head with a smile and pointed to the card. I sat down on the side of the bed and opened it. Like a pop up book, twenty, one hundred dollar bills splayed open in the middle of the card. Connie must have written it while June was washing me in the shower.

Dear Andi.

We want to thank you for the most wonderful time we've ever had in bed. June and I have talked many times about bringing a third person in our bed. But we could never muster up the courage. When we finally did, we were still extremely nervous. We really didn't know what to expect. But you Andi, made this experience highly enjoyable with your easy going and 'up for anything' attitude.

The money isn't for services rendered or anything like that. It's for a deep appreciation and a Heartfelt thank you for being so adventurous with us. I know this sounds strange. But you were a twenty-fifth anniversary present that June and I gave to each other.

We've been on European trips, Caribbean cruises and such. But this year, we just really wanted to do something wild and crazy. Having a threesome was a bucket list thing for us. So, again, thank you for a mind blowing time, you made our year!

June and Connie.

P.S. Don't worry about the money, we're pretty well off.

I thought about not taking the money. I even half heartedly pushed the card back to them. I received a stern look from both of them.

"I know I'm not supposed to, but please let me say a few words." I looked down at the floor, then back up at their mature but attractive faces. "The experience you girls gave me tonight was... life changing... But not because of the sex, although that WAS exceptional. It's because you let me witness, and be a part of, the love you two share with each other. I saw your love, and it made me smile. I felt your love, and it gave me goosebumps. I heard your words of love, and it warmed my heart... It was an experience that I'll never forget."

They took a moment to gaze into each other's eyes. Smiled, then looked back at me as if to say, 'continue.'

"The overwhelming love you two have for each other is palpable," I gushed. "I can see the love beaming from each of you as you gaze into each other's eyes. And experiencing THAT kind of love first hand is showing me what's been missing from MY life... That's why I don't want to take the money... you've given me so much already."

Both women walked over to me, one on each side. And at the same time, gave me a tender loving sideways hug. Then, as crazy as it sounds, for a few seconds, I felt their love pass through ME to each other. Like I was some sort of conduit. It was a warm and fuzzy feeling. I know it sounds corny, but it changed me. I want that feeling. I need that feeling!

Then June, in a sweet motherly tone, whispered in my ear. "Keep the money Andi, we've got more than we know what to do with."

They both kissed me on my cheek and patted me on my butt. I took that as my cue to leave. I stuffed the card with the money in my jacket and started walking away. I reached the bedroom doorway and turned around. They were kissing again, just like before, a Greek statue. Intertwined into a lover's embrace. They practically glowed with love. I guess June sensed that I was standing there watching them. Without looking she reached out with her left hand and shoed me away. I turned and left the beautiful home.

I hopped on my motorcycle and looked back at the brightly lit house. I just stared for a minute. Recalling what just happened, and how I'd been changed. That feeling of love was still with me. It was the most incredible thing that I've ever felt.

I made it home in record time. But it was still 2:30 am. So I just crashed on the living room couch instead of going to my bed.

**********

The next morning, Tuesday, I awoke from the slow Beep-Beep- Beep sound of a large vehicle backing up. And a loud knock at the side door. I half awake stumbled to the side door. It was my mom's sister, Aunt Dorothy. Behind her through the window I could see my aunt's old looking '65 Mustang being unloaded from a tow truck.

I opened the door, thoroughly confused. "Hi Aunt Dorothy... What's going on?"

She stepped in and gave me a quick hug. "Oh nothing Andi... I'm just giving you my old car, that's all," she said with a silly grin, but her voice had a serious and maybe somber tone.

I just stood there with my jaw on the floor. My aunt's car was a yellow 1965 Mustang convertible. It wasn't in great shape. It looked like it might even have been in a minor car accident.

"Wait...What...Why!" I stammered out, while my heart was beating a mile a minute.

"Oh... don't worry Andi, it's not free. You're gonna have to listen to my advice first."

My aunt Dorothy is older than my mom by 10 years. Probably mid fifties. We used to see her more often when we were kids. Several times during the summer she would take me, Sami, and my mom for ice cream. In that very same car!

Aunt Dorothy is what my mom affectionately called a handsome woman. A little taller than me, at 5'11". She always seemed in great shape and well dressed, but yet with a young modern flair. Short black hair like me, big brown eyes like me, strong yet feminine facial features like me, somewhat broad shoulders... wait. Then it hit me... Aunt Dorothy looks a little like me! No, a lot like me! Finally! Someone in this family I can identify with! I thought to myself.

We walked into the living room and sat close to each other on the sofa. First, she told me that she was gay and always have been. Something I easily could have guessed. But now that I know for sure, I felt even closer to her.

She took a deep breath and began to talk. "See Andi, I was a lot like you... Except... I'm still a lot like you. I have a few partners a month. I have wild and crazy sex sometimes. Mind blowing sex..." she looked down for a few seconds.

When she looked up her eyes were glossy. "But you know what I don't have Andi?... Love. I don't have a partner that loves me... Well, to be honest, I did for a little while, many years back. Her name was Lena. Except, like an idiot, I cheated on her. We got into a fight while I was driving the Mustang. A real fight. She was so mad at me she was punching my arm. It didn't really hurt. But what did hurt was the pain I caused her. I knew we were breaking up. I knew I was losing her forever. I was crying, totally pissed off at myself. It was a rainy night and I couldn't see very well. I ended up hitting a parked car. Lena ended up hitting her head on the windshield and passed out. There was blood, and for a few seconds I thought I killed her. It turned out that she was ok. She just needed a few stitches in her head. And a few months to recover."

Aunt Dorothy put her hands in her lap, and slowly but nervously rocked back and forth. She wasn't talking and her eyes were darting all over the place, filled with tears, ready to break. I could tell she was reliving that moment.

Then she took a deep breath and composed herself. But that didn't stop a few tears from rolling down her cheek. "Andi, the reason," she stopped talking for another second, twisted toward me and held my hand. "The reason I'm telling you this... I mean I can see you going down the same path I took. It may seem like sex is all that you need right now. But trust me. Having a partner that loves you is the greatest thing there is... these are your formative years Andi. The way you see things now, could affect you for the rest of your life..." Dorothy put her other hand on my shoulder and looked into my eyes. I could see she was very serious. "Honey... you don't want to end up like me... A fifty-five year old single lesbain who will probably die alone."

I looked back at her. I could see the distant pain, the loneliness, even a little fear. I also wondered how she knew about my love life. She was making comparisons betweens us like she knew everything about me. Later she would tell me that my mother wasn't as oblivious to my actions as I thought. Plus Dorothy heard some things from women at Aunt Charlie's. I didn't speak and let her continue.

"I didn't seriously date anyone after Lena. I knew that I would eventually cheat on... ANY woman... So Andi, I'm here to tell you... DO NOT be like me. Stop the bed hopping and find a nice girl. I'm not telling you to run out and get married. I'm just saying... Try to find a partner... A girl that loves you. You'll be much happier than putting a new notch in your bedpost every week or so."

Aunt Dorothy was as serious as I've ever seen her. Her words DID make it through to me. I understood what she was saying. And I couldn't help but think about Shara.

I took a deep breath and finally spoke. "OK Aunt Dorothy, I understand what you're saying. And there is a girl I met recently that I think I want to ask out on a date... She's different from all the others. I only saw her once, but I can't stop thinking about her. I was nervous, excited, I almost stuttered. She's petite, short moppy blonde hair and just adorable."

"That's fabulous Andi, I'm so happy for you... Oh and aren't petite girls just the best!" she said, now smiling like I've always known she was gay.

It felt so good to talk this out with someone that could completely empathize with me. We laughed and then hugged each other... for well over a minute. This must be some family trait, I thought.

We broke our hug and relaxed a little. "So what's with the car then? Why are you giving it to me?"

"A couple of reasons Andi. First, it reminds me too much of what I did to Lena. And because of that, I haven't driven it since the accident. Every time I see it, it reminds me of how I hurt her. So I just want it out of my life. Second, it's time. Time for someone else to get some use out of it... Because I know I won't. And third, I know it needs a lot of work. So I thought that if you had something to occupy your time, you wouldn't have time to sleep with all those older women."