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Peaches, peaches everywhere but not a bite to eat.

I was pondering upon my existence and lack of life while downing my second glass of whisky. A hunger deep inside me resided for many months with no opportunity for quenching. Suddenly a gorgeous peach appeared before me begging to be eaten. Mind oblivious to my body’s actions, I was madly devouring the fruit with out any thought involved.

The peach on which I was feasting had been presented from underneath a tight leather skirt when the petite maiden leaned over the bar counter pining for the bartender’s attention. I knew not her name, nor her face, and yet I continued loving her sensuous nether flesh as if she was the only lover I ever knew.

My mouth was busy loving the tasty peach as the mind began to contemplate. Actions of both were self driven, independent, and relentless. The explanation for my sudden behavior — desperation due to the prolonged loneliness, madness egged on by the bitter-sweet poison coursing through my veins, or perhaps frustration from forgone physical fornication — was yet unknown, even to myself.

My tongue remained active upon her puckered crevice as the young lady straightened up to spy upon her predator. Her skin was warming under my lips and my chin was feeling moisture gather in the folds which my mouth still ignored. The petite figure spun so that my face was now pressed against a naked mound smelling of female sex, perfume, and leather. Tiny hands pulled down the skirt and gently lifted my chin so that she could greet me.

I slowly stood up and straightened my ruffled attire. My face was most from my won saliva and smelled faintly of her subtle aroma. I wiped my lips dry with my hand and cleared my throat.

“Excuse me, madam.”

Still stunned from the awkward experience, the young woman remained speechless for quite some time. The look on her face was not one of anger, but part joy, part arousal, part astonishment, and puzzlement. Her mouth opened to ask a question, but only let out a gasp.

“Pardon my rudeness; I know not what came over me. I suppose I couldn’t resist such a luscious piece of fruit.” I signaled the barkeep for some water. “Perhaps you should sit awhile,” I said as I grasped her delicate hand and assisted her with a chair.

Another young woman appeared out the crowd, searching for someone, and finally found the woman sitting across from me at my table. “Where have you been, girl?” What the heck are you doing with him?”

The other woman sipped some water, still silent. She just coyly smiled and blushed. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, the young woman’s composure was returning.

“Well, I guess you could say that I’ve just been violated,” she giggled.

“Say what?” the other woman exclaimed.

“I do apologize; I didn’t mean to upset you in any way. Oh, by the way, my name is Paul.”

“Well I’m Maggie. But, can someone tell me what the heck you did to April?”

The petite brunette giggled into Maggie’s ear, re-accounting the unique greeting that I had given her earlier. Maggie’s Jaw just dropped. “For reals?!” The two girls chattered to each other, at a level inaudible to me against the loud club music.

“So Paul, what reason did you have to rim a stranger’s ass in the middle of a bar?” inquired the taller, buxom beauty, “especially with out her permission.”

“My mind had no involvement what so ever. My body just acted. I mean no harm or displeasure to your young friend.” I paused, “quite the opposite in fact. I hope she enjoyed it as much as I did. As I said to her earlier, I guess I couldn’t resist such a gorgeous arse.”

“Gorgeous ass, that she does have,” said Maggie. April seemed to jerk suddenly as if kicked in the shin. The two ladies peered into each other’s eyes and kissed. I now understood the depth of their relationship; they weren’t just friends, they were lovers. And what shocked April, I surmised, was likely a pinch or slap to her firm cheek.

“A thousand pardons ladies, I wouldn’t have tasted they flesh if I had known you were taken, or lesbian for that matter. I probably just dug myself deeper in the pit for which you already hold men. Is there any thing I can do to make it up to you both?”

“Well we are lovers, but only your victim is gay,” sated the little brunette. “My li’l girlie is happily bi, always craving what both genders present.”

“Yuppers! I love both the pulsing cock and the dripping pussy.” The redhead seemed quite proud of that fact.

“Well let’s see, what can you do to please us?” April’s face spread into an evil grin just before she gave a small peck on Maggie’s cheek. “I’ve got a kinky idea. We’re taking this man home… or to bed, to be exact.”

“You want to do what? You want to invite a man into our bed?”

“No, of course not, I’m not inviting anyone,” she said. “I’m demanding that he join us.”

The curvy redhead just gasped in shock.

“Excuse me?” I asked, stunned.

“It’s your own fault. You didn’t give me any choice when you started eating out my ass in this hopping club and now I’m horny as all get out. And it’s all your fault, so I’m going to give you a choice. ”

“Did I hear you right, you’re wet… for a man… a man with a Y-chromosome and the parts to prove it?”

Maggie’s hand left the table and disappeared somewhere underneath it. April closed her eyes and inhaled sharply. “You tell me, babe.” The two women passionately kissed as approval and confirmation of the plans.

“A ménage a trois between us?”

“Mes oi, missoiur,” they said in unison.

The two women’s entangled hands were lifted and presented to me. I grasped both hands in one of mine, brought them to my lips, and gently kissed them. I lingered with each kiss smelling the aroma of each maiden. The first hand smelled of a rosy perfume, the faint scent of leather, and familiar fragrance of sex. The second, smaller hand smelled of a familiar perfume plus a different scent of sex. I immediately realized the recent placement and actions of each delicate finger.

With a smile on my lips and a lifted eyebrow, I replied: “I accept.”

I took the hands I still held, and lead the ladies around the table. Once by at my side, their arms laced with mine, and we left the club in eager anticipation. Maggie, being of sober mind and body, drove us to their apartment. April and I sat in the back. April’s skirt was bunched up and legs spread wide as she kept herself near the boiling pointed of ecstasy. I enjoyed the blissful show and aided only by sensuously rubbing her legs and feet.

Drunken with ecstasy and alcohol, April succumbed to my charms and was carried to the door. Maggie led the way and unlocked the door. By the time I had removed my coat, April was stripped nude and looking for a bottle of wine. Both girls retrieved some glasses and turning on some music. I proceeded to open the bottle while watching the two girlfriends bathing each other in kisses. Hands wandered over gorgeous bodies and Maggie’s silk blouse was slowly being unbuttoned.

April’s hand had slipped inside the silk and massaging the soft flesh hidden beneath. As I presented them with filled glasses, her hand was removed to accept some wine. The two lovely women continued to kiss between sips of wine and slowly dancing to the music. Soon delicate hands slid the silky blouse off the shoulders so that it pooled around Maggie’s ankles. Standing in only a tight black denim skirt, the voluptuous woman bent down to suckle on the tiny breast of her lover.

The petite figure stood straight just barely over five feet tall. Her soft white skin was bare of all hair apart from the thick main of chocolate-colored hair that curled around her neck. Her pink, A-cup mounds were blushing too the match the burgundy lips of her hungry lover. The suckling babe kneeled so that she was no longer 5-7. While still much heavier than the other, Maggie’s curves flowed perfectly like a classic Grecian goddess. The denim skirt was being shimmied of her hips so that only a small satin thong remained. The feminine figures embraced in the center of a room as a living monument to all the goddesses of love.

Slowly, the girls made their way to a bedroom as if no one else was watching. Feeling a little awkward, and forgotten, I lingered in the living room unsure if I should follow or not.

“Are you going to join us, or not?” came a voice.

No more persuasion was needed to get me moving.

The site to behold as I entered the room was as great if not better than any pornographer’s dream. Maggie was sprawled out on the king size bed enjoying the pleasure to be had. April was busy devouring her 36DD fun pillows while her tiny hand was fingering away under the wet fabric of the thong.

“You’re the first and only man who has ever made me happy, let alone horny. So you better be able to put your money where your mouth was. As an ambassador for the male species, you better do me right tonight, or you’ll never do anyone again.”

Maggie reached her hand toward me to undo my belt. I too was quickly undressed and my rigid flesh sprung into view and into Maggie’s hand. “Don’t worry, boy, if you pound her pussy half as well as you rimmed her ass, you’re guaranteed to please her.”

I lifted April up by her butt and dropped her in the middle of the bed beside Maggie. I dove my face between her legs to feast upon her simmering twat. Maggie crawled over and strattled April’s face then massaged April’s tiny tips as well as her own monstrous mounds.

Though the sounds were muffled by her friend’s fleshy thighs, April was soon moaning and grounding under the influence of my talented tongue. She was still quite moist from the feasting I earlier undertook, no doubt even more hot and wet from the long eternity spent in anticipation of pleasure. My lips and tongue traced a variety of paths around every crevice and fold to be found. I had two fingers diving deep inside her sensuous cavern, while my thumb tantalized the titillated opening.

I tried to look up to spy upon the action of April’s northern portion, but was unable to discern the details hidden beneath Maggie’s flesh. I could see and hear her write around upon April’s Face as if she was intentially trying to smother her. Maggie’s caressed her soft curves, twisting her nipples as well as those of the lover beneath her.

As one of my fingers circled around and played with April’s clit, my tongue dove into the hungry void of her cunt. Whenever my tongue popped out, it spread wide and took a few long laps from her pale brown anus up to her swollen pink button before sharply jutting back inside. With my other hand, a finger traced her puckered aft opening teasingly, then forcefully yet gently plunged deep inside her nether region.

This sudden assault pushed her over the edge of ecstasy causing her body to convulse uncontrollably. April’s own orgasm was transferred into her oral play and therefore conducted straight into Maggie causing her unmuffled mouth to scream and squeal in delight. I continued my oral onslaught adding an additional finger to April’s anus. April just rode her way through another orgasm or three that kept her in absolute bliss for several minutes. Maggie’s orgasm wasn’t as numerous, but very intense and hardly less pleasurable.

Maggie collapsed with a smile on her face with hardly an ounce of energy to her body. April just gasped and breathed deeply, having even less energy than the beauty beside her. I slowly licked the sweet honey dew flowing from April’s still-quivering openings. Sitting up, I took one glass of wine and took a few sips. I gave another flute to Maggie.

“Mm-m-m,” Maggie hummed rolling the wine on her tongue. Overlooking her lover’s body beaded with sweat and flush with blood, Maggie turned to me and said, “I thing you passed the test.” April still had yet to open her eyes as she still reveled in bliss. She just laid there in a trance – lost in her own world of ecstasy.

I was truly pleased with my performance, but my hard throbbing member still remained unattended.

I went to the bathroom to throw some water on my face as the women regained their second wind. In the kitchen, I found some canned peaches and returned with the erotic snack.

By the time I had returned to the bedroom, both lovely ladies were wide awake revling in the blissful afterglow of mutual cunnilingus.

I refreshed their glass and presented them with a small bowl of peaches. Maggie reached her creamy white hand and pulled out a single slice. She used the syrupy fruit to trace a circle around April’s sensitive nipples before bringing it to her awaiting lips. April playfully sucked on the juicy flesh before completely taking it all in and swallowing. Maggie licked the sweet juices off her own fingers and those glistening April’s nipples.

With one slice in my hands, I did the same to Maggie’s breasts as she did to her lover’s. She, in response, bent down her head and engulfed one of her fleshy mounds, intern ingesting the fruit as well. Then April, enjoying the site, engulfed the other fruit covered mound. With another peace of fruit held between my teeth, I traced a line over Maggie’s body. The line started near her feet, preceded up her thigh, her stomach, her chest, and ended on her neck. Maggie then met my lips with her own and divided the fruit between us.

April took a long sip of wind and shared it with Maggie with a kiss. “You done good, boy,” she said with a smile, “but you haven’t yet finished the job.” Both ladies were now eyeing the still neglected piece of flesh that now hung semi-rigid in my lap.

“Aye, ladies, my money lies limp awaiting to venture where my tongue had already traveled.”

The naked beauties rolled over and crawled to where I sat at the foot of the bed. Maggie, being the one who knowingly enjoyed the pleasure of many flesh, gladly lowered her head to kiss the awaiting head of my cock. It wasn’t long before the spongy flesh returned to its stone-hard glory.

April was willing to try but still hesitant. She had too many views toward men and viewed fellatio as purely subservient actions forced upon women. With one hand gently stroking the length of my member, Maggie caressed April’s body coaxing her into trying the same.

“Come on, babe,” Maggie pleaded, as if it was her own cock she was wanting sucked. “Just give it a little suck and a lick, you might like it.” April leaned forward and did just that — still not turned off nor turned on by the idea.

I leaned back to relax, and offer the ladies better access, but in so doing, flipped back off the end of the bed. My summersault ended with my back on the floor and all three legs sticking straight up. No one was injured, thankfully, so we all just laughed away at my acrobatics. I bashfully got up and sat back down in the middle of the bed, this time, leaning in the opposite direction.

Both girls were a little shaken up, but only by laughter. Maggie returned her sensual mouth to my delicates as April watched her in awe — not from the difficulty of task, but the great enjoyment Maggie derived from the activity. My eight-inch flesh was moderately large, but not impossible to deep-throat — though Maggie was doing perfectly fine with out resorting to that extremity. The buxom redhead just bobbed up and down in pure delight as if the pulsing flesh was actually a delicious ice cream cone on a hot summer day.

“Your turn again,” she said, pulling out the swollen head with a loud ‘pop’ before pointing it towards her friend. “Just suck on it lick a clit-a-licious lollipop.”

April took the tick meat in her own hand for the first time and began pulling and stroking it as she saw her friend do earlier. She never thought of a dick as a large clit, which she already knew she licked sucking and playing with. So with a new image in her head and a lightened heart — due from both wine and laughter — April closed her eyes and engulfed the first few inches of flesh.

Sucking on it, as she had done to so many dildos before, April soon learned she too was enjoying it. The tiny little lesbian was also pleasantly surprised by the added taste of the precum that occasionally oozed out of the head. April was quite happy to find sucking a living cock to be as enjoyable as sucking one strapped on to her voluptuous lover, or her lovers very own snatch. With the thick flesh still held in her lips, she looked up into my eyes and then into Maggie’s. April couldn’t help but smile and blush when she saw Maggie noticing her enjoyment.

With a soft set of lips working wonders on my cock and another tongue caressing my sack, I knew it wouldn’t take long before I would have exploded in the sweet virgin mouth. Seeing that I didn’t wish to do so right off, I lifted Aprils head from my lap. The ladies passionately kissed each other and then me in turn.

“Ladies, your mouths have worked wonders on my pulsating ‘money’, but it still hasn’t been anywhere my mouth has been.”

Taking my cute to action, April eagerly turned around to experience even greater pleasures. I too hopped up so that I was kneeling behind the woman on all fours. I bent down and lightly kissed the flesh of the beach of which I’ve already feasted.

My tongue teasingly raked across her crack as a moistened finger plunged deep inside. Maggie was at the side of the bed, digging through a drawer full of toys and pulled out a bottle of lotion. I applied some to the puckered opening and easily thrust in with two and soon three fingers. No longer laughing, April’s face turned to one of anguish as she started concentrating on the intense pleasure she was receiving.

With three fingers easily thrusting inside her back side, I had the other hand sliding along my shaft, lubricating it further with the lotion. “I think you’ve endured enough of the pocket change, now it’s time fore the big money.”

With a few more drops at her opening, I quickly plunged my pulsing cock deep inside her. April lout out a loud grunt as she felt the expanse of a man filling her interior for the first time. I just remained still filling her up to the hilt as the petite lesbian virgin was broken in and became accustomed to my throbbing size.

Always the gentleman who plays every angle, I slowly swayed side to side knowing the curly hair on my scrotum tickled and teased April’s wet pussy lips. Tensing and relaxing my PC muscle, my cock to twinged and throbbed deep inside while still not moving an inch.

“Quit teasing, you prick, hurry up and give it too me!” Not one to deny a lady’s request, I slowly pulled out completely, so that only the head remained inside, and quickly drove in deep.

April and I were so focused on her pleasure, we both forgot about Maggie’s absence. Finally developing a slow yet forceful rhythm, I saw that Maggie was frantically looking through the closet.

“Condoms, condoms, where the heck are the freaking condoms!” she interrogated the closet. Birth control is obviously not a normal necessity in a lesbian love shack.

After finding a couple, she returned to the bed with a few in hand. I was quite literally in too deep to dress up now, so April allowed me to continue. Maggie grabbed a random toy out of the drawer and lubed it up for herself. Along passionate kiss with April was all she needed to get back in the action. Maggie was hotter than hell watching her lesbian lover being probed in the ass by a strange man. The toy thrust deep inside her slit in the very rhythm amongst April and I.

My hands were enjoying every inch of April’s body they could reach. One finger found its way to her clit and moistened itself in her juices. The finger lightly flicked and rubbed her love button. April, once again unpleased with my subtleties, took my hand in hers and plunged two fingers inside her forward chamber. Her hips rocked back and fourth to meet the thrusting of my own.

“Oh, mmmm, yes-s-s-s. I’m cum-m-ming!” she screamed. “Fuck me. Harder, faster, fuck me good!”

Slowing my pace through her climax, I waited before asking where she wanted me.

“I said FUCK ME! I want you to cum in my ass!”

I picked up the pace and thrust harder and faster. Maggie taking cue, started speeding up her own rhythm. My entire body stiffened as I shot April’s back-door chasm full of my fertile cream. The sensation of being filled with cum was new and overwhelming to April. Being full of man meat and now man seed, she crashed through another orgasm, screaming out every profanity as she went. Maggie, too, climaxed the sight of her lover’s anal ecstasy.

I could feel April’s anal muscles milking my cock dry and remained clamped of for all it’s worth. “Dude, you are mine now, I ain’t ever gonna let you go.”

April fell over onto the bed bringing me with her. A smile shown brightly on her face — obvious sign of her ultimate satisfaction.

“Baby, you’re been broken,” Maggie giggled. “You like sex…with men.”

“Wrong, Babe, I like sex with THIS man.”

On that note, the three of us got under the covers with me in the middle. Maggie snuggled in close behind me. I brought April closer to my chest, my rigid flesh still held captive — unable to withdraw or shrink completely. My total body was well relaxed and ready for a good night’s rest after being thoroughly satisfied, and in that I’m sure I wasn’t alone.

That was, by far, the best sex I’ve had since I was wed, not to mention the only sex since the divorce. Feeling the heat and moisture among our three bodies, I knew the ladies were just as impressed. And best of all, I knew when morning came, more fun was to be had.

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The sleep was deep and peaceful for me. I awoke late in the morning on my back, with two beautiful heads lying on my chest. I was unable to move or even reach the remaining wine to moisten my lips, so I just remained still, quietly listening to the peaceful breathing of the sleeping angels.

Maggie was the second to waken. With a deep breath and a long stretch, she looked up into my eyes. “Morning, handsome,” she said, with a smile and a kiss.

“I don’t wanna get up, I’m too comfortable.” Maggie just laid her head back down and began petting my stomach as if expecting it to purr. I smoothed down her hair to expose her angelic face.

With a groan and a sight, Maggie reluctantly rolled out of bed. “I gotta pee, and probably shouldn’t do so in bed.”

I just shifted my freed body portion as the other part was still lightly pinned under the sleeping little doll. I laughed to myself watching the buxom beauty nakedly running into the bathroom — her smoothing curves and creamy skin bouncing and jiggling as she went.

I lightly ran my fingers through April’s gorgeous silky locks and looked upon her sleeping eyes. My left arm was beginning to go numb and was creating a sense of impatience inside me. Softly I blew into April’s face peacefully waking her out of a deep sleep. She just looked up at me and smiled.

“Oh good, you’re up,” Maggie said reentering the room. She threw me a warm wet towel so that I could clean up a bit, and she also brought it a glass of water. I wasn’t even finishing wiping down my face when April snatched it away.

She took the moist cloth to clean her face with the hot steam waking her further. April then took the towel and ran her hand down my body focusing on my pelvic area still encrusted with last night’s passion. Maggie was off making coffee and was unable to see April’s initiative.

The warmth of the towel and the cool breeze from April’s subtle breath on my skin quickly awakened my sleeping cock. Her delicate hand slowly helped it back to its full size and glory.

“Don’t you first want some breakfast or something?”

“Nope,” she said, throwing off the covers. “I think I want breakfast in bed today.” April’s lips placed kisses on my freshly cleaned flesh stopping at the rock-hard shaft she had formed between her erotic fingers. Her soft lips wrapped around the large head and began to slide up and down upon it.

Maggie appeared in the doorway and stood speechless. She was watching a woman previously scared by the penis now sucking on it passionately and under her own free will. I too was surprised of the actions of the former lesbian — surprised, but not ungrateful.

I could only image what thoughts or dreams raced through her spirited mind as I watch her happily bob up and down in my lap. Her courage and skill developed dramatically as she slept. Less than five or ten minutes after she started, I was fighting not to unload. Breakfast is what she wanted, and breakfast is what she was going to get it. I flowed forth as I was powerless under her relentless oral loving. The cream filled her cheeks, but not one drop was wasted. She milked me dry and swallowed every drop down. Maggie and I just watched in awe.

Newly satisfied, April stood and greeted Maggie with a kiss — their tongues sharing the taste of my semen between them. Giggling like a school girl, April skipped into the bathroom, her little bubble of a butt cutely jiggling with every step. Maggie and I just laughed.

I was finally free to get up myself. Maggie pulled a robe from the closet for her and handed me a clean pair of boxers she assured would fit. I trolled by the bathroom and saw April on the toilet humming to herself.

“Don’t be shy, sailor. I left the door open on purpose.” I accepted her invitation and sat on the edge of the tub. The bath tub, which looked like the size of Jacuzzi, seemed to be what the doctor ordered. So I began filling it for a nice warm bath for the ladies.

“Well aren’t you the sweetest,” Maggie said walking in behind me. “You know just how to treat a girl.”

“…In every which way,” April added with a knowing giggle.

Maggie reached behind me and added some scented oils to the filling water. The sound of the flowing bath water and the small stream heard pouring from underneath April added to the pressure already built inside me from the long night of drinking and sex. And to make it worse, the girls realized this as well.

“Feeling some pressure are ya?”

“Imagining flowing springs, raindrops, and waterfalls?”

“Very funny, girls. Maybe I won’t put out any more.”

They just laughed. “You want to know just what you’re capable of as much as we do.” April was by now finished and was toying with me not giving me access.

Pushing back on the toilet seat, April had created a three-inch window between her legs. “How good is your aim,” she said with a cocked eyebrow.

I didn’t know if she was serious or still joking. I continued to sit there in patient unrest waiting for a response. April just sat there testing or toying with me.

“Excuse me li’l lady, but I have no intention of using your lap for a urinal.” I gently scooped up my arms underneath her person and lifted her to the countertop.

I was shy about peeing as the two beautiful women watched, but my maxed-out bladder didn’t care about an audience. I dropped my shorts and let loose.

“Well, I never…” April joking scoffed while jumping off the counter. She and Maggie left me in peace so they could get some coffee.

A few minutes later, I met them in the Kitchen. Both were sitting around the breakfast table sipping coffee and eating various munchies. I was surprised how beautiful the girls looked with out make up and barely dressed. Maggie looked fuckably cute in her flannel robe. April was sexy as can be wearing only a large men’s shirt, dangling her smooth creamy legs. The look on her face glowed of sex and her eyes were just screaming, “Fuck me.’ I walked over and poured my self a cup, hoping the tent in my shorts wasn’t too obvious.

“Boy, aren’t you a horny bastard,” Maggie said, grabbing a handful of my rigid flesh.

“Your ladies’ bath is ready.”

April stood up, placing her hand next to Maggie’s on my love handle. “You mean ours’.”

Together, we all walked back to the bathroom with both ladies pulling me by the engorged handle. We all slipped inside the steamy tub. The warm water felt great to all of us and instantly succumbed to total relaxation. With the suds and soap, our bodies were soon clean as they were relaxed. Amidst the soaping and rinsing, feminine hands ventured every where for some frisky petting.

After what seemed like hours, I helped the ladies out of the tub. I found clean bath towels to hand dry every part of their sensuous bodies. They, in turn, proceeded to dry me; using only the smallest of washcloths, they made sure every inch of my person was buffed dry. While I am sure I appeared as quite a handsome fellow, the girls on the other hand, were simply glowing like angels. Their every inch clean and natural — void of any clothing, make up, or perfumes apart from the faint scent of fruity soaps.

Feeling ever more bold with heavenly bodies, both girls strolled into the living room purely at ease with their nudity. Two female bodies swayed like weeds in the wind; walking on their toes only further accentuated the feminine forms.

Hand in hand, the sat down on the couch like a couple of queens upon a throne. The gentle ladies delighted in being served by a handsome man with every bulging muscle exposed, apart from what was hidden by the apron I wore. They sipped coffee while watching me cook for them and giggled in every attempt I made in preventing any “serious” burns. We now slowed down and had a more adult conversation eating breakfast. The small talk was quite playful and made no involvement of the fact that we were all nude.

Figuring the girls’ skin was a little dry, I eagerly offered to rub some lotion over their bodies. This time, I wanted to focus my attentions on Maggie — the larger, but ever more beautiful of the two ladies. I instructed Maggie to lie down on the bed as April handed me some lotion. Straddling her legs, I warmed the lotion in my hands and began working it into Maggie’s back. My limp muscle rested in the rack of her ass and rubbed up and down the length of the crease when ever I’d slide my hands along her spine. I kneaded my knuckles and palms into her soft flesh releasing any tension that was knotted inside. Maggie let out a soft sigh and moan with every pressing of my bulk upon hers. Though not entirely erotic, April was enjoying the show. She said in a small lounge in the corner rubbing her down with oil.

From her shoulders, down her back, I gently massaged every soft inch of Maggie’s back side. I scooted my hips down so that my now rigid member hung between her knees. My hands now were able to work the lotion deep into her pillowy soft cheeks. Each of my large hands squeezed and mashed the marshmallowy flesh. I quite literally kneaded her but like mounds of dough in my hands. I was getting the sense that Maggie was enjoying this more that I ever could. I teasingly ran a finger delicately up and down her crack and rubbed her puckered opening. With a drop of lotion, a finger easily slid inside but only to the first knuckle — a taste of the coming meal. The other hand rubbed and caressed her back and thighs as the one finger simply twiddled at her opening.

I removed my self so that I was sitting next to one of Maggie’s legs and motioned for April to get beside the other. Together, April and I gently massaged Maggie’s meaty thighs, claves and feet simultaneously. Maggie almost looked dead in her state of relaxation. As I focused on the soft feet, April decided to take it further. Maggie’s legs spread wide to allow April access to the glistening folds of pleasure awaiting her touch. I saw a small hand disappear between Maggie’s thighs and only a little thumb remained visible to play with her anus.

Wakening from her deep relaxation, Maggie let out a loud groan of pleasure. Now heavily aroused, she turned to grab her girlfriend’s head for a kiss. Realizing the regular massage was over, I grabbed both of Maggie’s ankles and flipped her onto her back. April gladly rolled onto her lover with lips still locked. Feminine hands roamed over each other’s bodies as both bodies ground into each other. Tit to tit and clit to clit, the girls’ passion was that of which I’ve seen no like.

“Where’s that pretty little cock at?” April said, after breaking the kiss. Spinning around on her belly, April and Maggie then latched on with tongue to clit. With all lips busy, April used her free hands to persuade me to join the action.

April sat up on Maggie’s face so that I was able to lift the juicy hips upon my awaiting pole. With cock encased, I slid deeply into the dripping snatch. As I thrust into the buxom babe, she moaned into the tight folds of her lover. April, wanting more, leaned over and sucked her lovers love button now engorged from my thrusting. The former lesbian dilled and sucked the clit with her nose being tickled by my wiry bush. With one hand wrapped under her lady lover, April was skillfully able to play with Maggie’s anus and my swinging scrotum.

With my powerful thrust as well as April’s tantalizing tonguing, it wasn’t long before Maggie began convulsing in a powerful orgasm. Her screams of pleasure were muffled by April’s dripping snatch which was also reacting in ecstasy now. The ladies kept the elective surges of each other’s orgasm pulsing in a circuit of bliss. I was enjoying the sight, sounds, and translated sensations of climaxing mass of female flesh before me. All of my energy and concentration was barely enough to hold back the fountain inside me.

Calming down, April rolled off Maggie so they could kiss once again. I bent over to join the passionate kiss as well. The girls instructed me to lie down so that Maggie could be on top. As I stretched out beneath her, I saw April standing beside the bed donning a strap-on. She then crawled over behind Maggie and crouched down. Maggie laid down on my chest, my large throbbing cock nestled in her cunt. She smiled and moaned as I felt a slight pressure against my cock from within Maggie’s interior. April was slowly penetrating Maggie’s ass, and I was able to feel every inch of motion between the intestinal walls.

Slowly yet surely, April and I began a pumping rhythm. As I withdrew, April penetrated, and then slid out as I thrust inside. Maggie rocked her hips to meet our pace. Three naked bodies rolling and thrusting like an organic oil rig. Moans and groans, slaps and squishes — all sounds loudly filled the air. The exact origins of each were indiscernible as we became a single entity. Sweat, oil, and all flavors of sex peculated the room with our aroma.

“I cum -m-m-ming!” shouted a voice. Almost instantly, the entwined organism of tits, clits, cock and balls shook and suddenly became rigid. Soft skin of all shades was covered in sweat and blushing with blood.

“O-o-o-oh, ye-e-e-ea-a-ah,” came one booming voice, a compilation of all three sets of vocal chords.

The well oiled machine slowed to a crawl and broke into three hot and happy bodies. My spongy flesh plopped out of Maggie with the condom blown up to the size of a balloon. The ladies removed the rubber from my person careful not to waste any of the prized spunk. I was in a sleepy haze as I watched April turn it inside out encasing her plastic phallus. Maggie began sucking the rubber cock enjoying the taste of man, while April went to work milking the original source.

I felt like the owner of a prize race horse. I sheepishly watched two ladies sucking cock before me. One was my own, the other a substitute, but both dripping with my fertile see. I was about to doze off to sleep, but April’s relentless tongue play awoke my member, and me along with it.

Having cleaned out the condom and April’s cock, Maggie removed the phallus to tongue the true female flesh. April was moaning and giggling onto my cock, making it perk up even harder. April then hopped up and engorged herself on my upright rod in one short swoop. Maggie now did as her lover partook moments earlier. She too acquired a strap on and started to stroke it. Soon the newly acquired phallus was lubricated and inserted into April’s back side.

In the same position as before, now just in tighter caverns, I was in bliss. As I saw the petite brunette near the edge, I couldn’t have imagined it any better, but Maggie was planning on surprising me, much to my delight. Suddenly through the thin membrane that separated April’s forward and aft caverns, I felt a burst of energy. What I thought was the same simple dildo was now wildly vibrating thunderously in April’s anus. The writhing naked mass of flesh now motored onward with a Harley engine driving it to ecstasy.

This time, I was the first to explode fourth as I climaxed. While I flooded April’s interior, I reached around and plunged a couple fingers into Maggie’s ass — sending both of them over the edge. One heaving mass of naked flesh rolled over on the bed. Three bodies remained connected at the hip and gently dozed off to sleep. All three were truly satisfied — each achieving at least two orgasms this past hour.

Once again, we slept, but only for a little nap. This time Maggie woke up first, and was aroused as ever. She slowly ground her hips into April’s back and turned the inserted vibrator back on. Soon all three of us were awake and grinding back and forth. This time, it was more of a romantic experience than before. April and my eyes locked, and then or lips. Second, Maggie and I did the same before the two women kissed each other. We eventually climaxed, but is was a long, gentle, loving orgasm — not intense or overwhelming. After we reached our high, we remained in a three-way spooning embrace for several minutes. We just laid there listing to each other breathe in harmony.

While the ladies were once again in the mood, I was again feeling the pressure of my bladder. I excused myself and slipped off to the bathroom. I knew I wouldn’t be too poorly missed as the ladies quickly go into a ’69’ position. I took a quick shower and returned to spy on their progress. They were now using a double-ended dildo and enjoying every inch of the rubber and each other.

I noticed that it was nearly noon and we hadn’t really achieved much short of a few dozen orgasms. After reaching a few more under my supervision, the girls reluctantly got out of bed and showered as well. Their’s took longer than mine — I’m sure it wasn’t due to the lack of steam.

We all got dressed so that I was able to take them out for a proper date. April was able to admit that not men were jerks. For a few months, I moved out of the hotel in which I was staying, and moved into their bed. Being divorced never felt better. Paying my share of the expenses with their pleasure, I was able to save money for a decent place of my own.

A year had passed since we first ‘licked’ and I am happily in another relationship. Actually, it was Maggie and April who introduced me to my fiancé. April and Maggie are still in a totally committed relationship and neither go looking for any boytoys. However, when they feel the need, I am happy to oblige any of their man meat cravings. I don’t “cheat” on my fiancé, she’s right there with us, partaking in the excitement. We’re all good friends and frequently get together, even if not for sexual encounters. Though the best experiences together involve new experimentation and of course, the retelling (and reliving) of our first meeting.