I did manage not to stare. Carol did not so manage. She sat their mouth open, staring at Anne. Then she clenched her jaw, stood up and away from me, then slid her own bottoms down, flexing that firm, powerful ass in my direction. She slid back to lie down as well.
Fuuuuuck…
“I thought you guys were leaving,” I growled.
“Which one of us do you want to leave?” Anne asked silkily. She and Carol were both now having fun with this, despite the question being real.
“Which…” I choked. “Um… look, I can hardly ask one of you to go! It would… um. Both of you, please go,” I stammered. They both looked hurt. “Or both stay,” I hastily added, not wanting to offend. “I, um, don’t care,” I mumbled, desperately trying to remember what a person used Microsoft Word for. Was Word the spreadsheet, or the database? Or did you cook pasta with Word? I really could not remember.
The two of them stared at each other for an uncomfortably long time. Then Carol cracked a smile, and Anne answered it. They both swiveled their beautiful faces toward me and smiled. Then they rose and stepped toward me, both putting all the very considerable vavoom they had at their disposal into those steps.
“Well, Mr. H,” Carol said, “if you want us both to stay…”
“… that can be arranged,” Anne finished.
Two naked, delicious young women approached me.
No. No no no no. No!
Yes. Yes yes yes yes. Yes! My dick replied, hard as a rock. This had the potential to be the greatest thing in the history of Great Things, it suggested.
They stole a glance at each other. It was a nervous glance, a what the fuck are we doing glance. But it was also an enthusiastic glance.
Fuck you, this is a bad idea, I told my dick.
Like you are going to stop it, my dick snorted in reply, confident it had already won.
They stepped to either side of me and draped themselves on the arms of my big, upholstered outdoor chair. Anne ran her hand up the back of my head and through my hair. Carol drew her hand across my chest in a gentle caress.
“Becca will kill us,” I said darkly.
“You know, she has never told me I couldn’t be with you again, Clark.”
“Actually, me either,” Carol added. “She might have told you…”
“Actually, she kind of pointedly avoided outright forbidding it,” I admitted miserably. “I have given her every opportunity.”
“Well there you go,” Anne said triumphantly, hand massaging the back of my neck.
“She just doesn’t want to know about it,” Carol added, her caress of my chest moving lower.
“And if she comes back this afternoon?” I asked archly.
“She just left here with Darren Wilkes. She is not coming… back here anytime soon,” Carol declared firmly but lewdly.
“There! You’ve done it!” I said, worries about my daughter acting like these two in any way filling my head suddenly. “You have somehow, in this situation,” I said, indicating the two naked beauties at my side, “managed to kill my boner.”
“Oh, I doubt it is dead,” Anne purred and slid her other hand down into my lap. My suddenly flaccid cock twitched to show it was certainly not deceased.
“So, we move on from… that,” Carol said, her hand sliding downward too.
“I cannot grasp how you two have gone from trying to outmaneuvering each other to bum-rushing me as a team in the blink of an eye,” I groaned, cock very definitely reanimating.
“Oh we were just yanking your chain about one of us leaving, Mister H,” Carol said. “We worked out this plan earlier, in the pool.”
“What?”
“Yeah, after we ate,” Anne added. “I was explaining just how underwhelming Bob is, and we both started talking about how we would like to be, um, overwhelmed by you at least one more time.”
“We really did argue at first about who was going to take a first shot,” Carol jumped in, “but we eventually decided that this might be best.”
“It certainly will be best for you,” Anne chuckled, and bent to kiss me gently.
“If I survive,” I sighed apprehensively.
“Don’t worry, Mister H,” Carol said, kissing me next. “I know CPR…”
Fuuuuuuck…
They traded looks, then both slid downward. Each grabbed a knee and pulled me forward to the edge of the chair. Their hands went from idle caresses of my junk to pulling my trunks off aggressively. Each then pressed a leg wide and they snuggled in between my knees together. The willingness of those two gorgeous girls to press their naked selves so close together between my legs, before my once again raging phallus was… empowering.
My worldview narrowed to brilliant eyes, bright smiles and fantastic, but quite different tits.
It narrowed even further as Anne bent and licked my cock. She kissed the tip once or twice, but mostly she traced my contours with the tip of her tongue. It was a comprehensive exploration.
Then she sat back and Carol leaned in. She was more direct, and took me into her hands and then deeply into her mouth, drooling hard around me. Her tongue lashed at me in there. And she pressed me deeper.
Then she popped off of me and grinned at Anne. Her eyes twinkled in reply and suddenly they were both kissing the head of my dick at the same time!
Holy shit, I was having a threesome. A threesome with these two young goddesses. Far too young goddesses. At that moment it was extremely easy not to care.
“Oh, fuuuuck,” I groaned in sheer ecstatic overload at the sensation of four lips encircling my glans.
They both lifted their faces and in near unison scolded me, “Language!”
“Crap…” I growled.
They both laughed a little hysterically, in both senses of the word, and together bent to start kissing my tip once more.
I stared down at the act, mesmerized. They were staring into each other’s eyes as they did it.
Suddenly, Carol lifted a hand into Anne’s vision and made an up and down motion. Then Carol turned her head slightly and began sliding down the side of my cock, dragging her tongue along between her lips. Anne immediately followed, and the two sunk and rose alongside my cock in quickly coordinated fashion.
Anne grew tired of this crazy shit first, and grabbed the base of my cock, pulling it over toward her side. Greedily, she sucked me in for moment, then began licking and caressing me with her tongue. After a moment’s pause, Carol shrugged and rose up to wrap her arms around my neck, and kissed me. My hand rose involuntarily to grasp at a bouncy, generous boob, and I pinched happily on the nipple. I remembered that for whatever reason, I preferred Carol’s right.
After a quick probe of my mouth with her tongue, Carol rose higher and thrust that same right breast into my mouth. I sure as hell was not going to turn down that! I trapped her nipple in my mouth and I matched the pace of my licks upon it to Anne’s eager tongue bath below.
After crushing that tit into my mouth for a bit, Carol pulled away, and sank back down between my legs, muttering “My turn,” to Anne and shouldering her aside. Suddenly my cock was in a new mouth, one that liked sucking and bobbing more than the licking I had encouraged in the first.
I reached down to Anne, and pulled her up for a kiss in turn. Her lips were electric as always, and I probed them with my tongue. I filled my hands with her breasts, not so large, but even firmer and more elastic. As my fingers traced the outlines of her nipples, I reveled in the scattered goosebumps surrounding those peaks and across her aureoles. They read like Braille for, ‘Sex Appeal’.
Ferociously, I pulled Anne upward to let me feast on them, which was hard, considering how fast Carol was bobbing up and down on me below. But I soldiered through. I deserved a medal. I nibbled on one pert nipple, and I may have bitten a touch too hard, because Anne pulled away with a gasp. But she smiled at me brilliantly, and I wasn’t sure if the gasp was pain, excitement, or both.
But regardless, she sank back down again, squeezing in once more next to her naked friend. And then they really started taking turns. Anne would suck, and Carol would lick the base of my shaft, right next to her lips, then they would swap tasks. Neither took me very far into their mouths, but that was fine with me. If one had swallowed me, the other would have had no place to put their mouth…
Suddenly, I was crashing toward orgasm. There was no doubt about it, and there was sure no stopping it. “Oh wow,” I gasped. “Gonna be soon now…”
“Tits,” Carol grunted, and Anne nodded, pulling her lips from off my head. Carol started jacking me hard, while Anne tickled my balls. Both sat upright, positioning their breasts right in front of me. The sight was too god-damned much. I yelped as I nutted, spraying cum all over the place. A little bit of the first spasm jetted up as far as Anne’s chin, but the rest sprayed over the intended targets. I’m not sure how hard I came, I kind of lost track of time for however long it took–my brain just wandering off singing Christmas carols or something.
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