Story 29 #3
She was looking at him curiously. He looked at her back. He wanted both of them. He wanted to take Mary and get rid of that bratty attitude that had led her to shout down at him, make her beg for his cock. He wanted to take away that aloofness of Katy and make her show him how much she wanted him.
But he told himself that this would never happen. It was a crazy idea. He told himself to just enjoy this moment.
“What do you think?” Mary said to Katy, moving in closer to her and then taking hold of her hand, “Do you think that he’ll do?”
Katy looked him up and down.
“Oh, he’ll do,” she said softly.
Mary’s hand went to Katy’s cheek and turned her face so that they were facing one another, their faces so close that their noses were almost touching.
“Good,” Mary said, “see? Don’t I always look after you?”
“You do,” Katy confirmed, and then the two women were kissing, and it was a beautiful sight.
Their hands went beneath the bathrobes that they were wearing, and he stood there, amazed, as they stroked one another, as their bodies came together. He saw their lips pull apart for a moment, saw their tongues still wrestling with one another, and then the intensity of their kiss built again. One of Mary's hands went to the back of Katy's head, and then Katy bent one of her knees, running the inside of her thigh against Mary's body, her robe falling away to show one of her lovely, pale thighs, looking toned and perfect. He saw Mary's hand go down to it, grabbing hold of it.
He felt his cock stiffening in his pants. Whatever he had expected, it hadn’t been to see something like this. But why had they brought him here? Just to watch them having some fun?
As though they suddenly remembered that he was there, the two women turned to look at him, their faces together, cheek to cheek. They still had their arms around one another, as though they were unwilling to give each other up.
“What do you say?” Mary said to him, “You want to have some fun with us?”
He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Was this some kind of joke? But he had to see, had to find out if this was real.
“Absolutely,” he said.
He felt dizzy, not knowing what was happening. Both women walked over to him. They moved in close, their bodies almost touching his. Their hands went to him. One of Mary’s hands moved down over his chest, feeling his body. Her other hand stroked his cheek. One of Katy’s hands stroked one of his upper arms, as though she was feeling his bicep, and her other hand went behind his back, moving up his back till she was pushing her fingers through his hair.
They were both looking at him as though deciding what to do next.
Then, they both leaned in and kissed him on the corner of his mouth. Their touch was delicate, leaving him wanting more.
Then, Mary turned his face to hers, and then he was kissing her, her lips wonderful on his, her tongue probing for his, finding it and massaging it.
Her hand that had been on his face slid down from it, and then he felt her taking hold of his ass. She moved in closer to him, her body pushing against his as she stroked his ass and then started to massage it.
One of his hands was on her back, on the outside of her robe, and he moved it down to her ass, feeling it through the material and wishing that his hand was on the inside of that robe.
His other hand was hanging at his side in that moment, but then he felt Katy's body against his, and his hand instinctively moved up to take hold of her body. This time, he didn't make any mistakes, and his hand moved straight beneath her robe. He felt her soft skin, her sensual curves, as he turned his face to her. He was reluctant to give up that sweet kiss with Mary, but the thought of Katy was driving him wild, and he knew that Mary would still be waiting for him. As he turned to Katy, he saw her smile slightly, and it seemed as though that aloofness was well on its way out by this point.
As he kissed her, he felt her fingers on the back of his head, stroking it, and his hand beneath her robe moved backward, finding her back and then moving up it, feeling the knot in her bikini, toying with the idea of undoing it and then moving down to take hold of her ass. It was soft, plump, and juicy, and he began to massage it as her tongue lashed against his in their passionate kiss.
His other hand went to Mary's body then, moving beneath her robe and finding her tight, firm body. He held her by the waist, and then he had to move his hand back to her ass, had to make the comparison between the two beautiful women. Her ass was a tight peach, and he squeezed it as he turned to kiss her again.
He felt hands on the front of his body, and it took him a moment to work out that they were Katy's. He felt her start to undo the buttons of his shirt, and then, when she had it undone, her hands were beneath it, caressing his muscles.
As he continued to kiss Mary, he then felt Katy's mouth on his chest, and then she was pushing his shirt off one of his shoulders, kissing it, and then she was kissing his throat. She bit him suddenly, her teeth sharp and causing him a moment of pain that surprised him. He turned to her then, realizing that she wanted some attention, and then they were kissing again.
His hand moved around to the front of her body, feeling the softness of her belly, the slight rise of it. His other hand did the same to Mary, feeling her taut abs. He was enjoying making these little comparisons, his hands constantly moving over their wonderful bodies.
As he kissed Katy, he felt one of her hands on his chest, the palm pushing against him. Then, the hand slid down his body, down to the front of his shorts. His cock was rock-hard by this point, throbbing in his pants, ready for action at any moment, and then she grabbed hold of it, squeezing it and making him feel as though it might go off at any moment.
She massaged it through his shorts. His hand on her body moved around behind her, moving back to her ass, pushing the back of her bikini bottoms down so that he could grab hold of them properly. His other hand moved up Mary's waist, going to the outside of one of her breasts, taking hold of it, and stroking it.
Then he turned to Mary again, kissing her, and his hand moved up beneath her bikini top, grabbing her breast properly.
He did the same to Katy, thinking about how large her breasts were, how wonderfully round and soft they looked, and how they felt just as good as he had imagined that they would. He massaged one of them as he kissed Mary, but suddenly he was shocked by her hand on his chest, pushing him away firmly.
He stepped back, their kiss broken, worrying for a moment that he might have done something wrong here, that he might have made a mistake of some sort. However, he needn't have worried. In fact, it seemed as though things were actually about to move to the next level. The two women stood side by side for a moment, looking at him. He took the opportunity to admire them as well, still hardly able to believe that this was happening.
Then, they both shrugged their robes off. He got a proper look at their incredible bikini bodies, and it only made him want them even more.
He was ready to go to them, to move things forward, to explore their bodies with his hands, his mouth, but before he could do that, the two women turned to one another and began to kiss again, their wonderful bodies coming together, their hands all over one another in the ways that he had imagined his own hands on them.
He shrugged his shirt off and stood there enjoying the show.
Mary took hold of one side of Katy’s bikini top and pulled it down. He saw one large, pale breast exposed for a moment, a light brown nipple, and then Mary’s hand was on it as she bent to it, lifting it to her mouth, her lips pushing against the nipple as Katy moaned.
One of Katy’s hands went to the front of Mary’s bikini bottoms, rubbing at her pussy through the patch of material there.
Mary then copied, and both women were rubbing at one another’s pussies through the front of their panties.
Their other hands went behind each other’s backs, undoing their bikini tops, and when they had them undone, pulling them away, they turned to him again, showing themselves to him. His cock was throbbing even more urgently now, and he did his best to play things cool, not to let them know just how much he wanted them, although he was sure that they would be able to tell.
He walked over to them and put his arms around each of them, grabbing each of their wonderful asses, pushing the back of their bikini bottoms down in order to grab hold of them properly.
He was kissing one after the other, and then his hands went to their breasts.
Katy's nipples were a light brown against her pale skin, while Mary's were darker and smaller.
His hands went to one nipple from each woman, tweaking them, twisting them slightly, feeling the women shudder with pleasure. The women then turned their heads to kiss one another, and he was bending down to suck on their stiff nipples, to lick at their breasts. He felt a hand - he quickly realized that it was Mary's - go to the front of his pants, massaging his cock through them, and then she was undoing them, pushing them down, and he felt his cock coming free, and then he felt her hand wrapped around it.
He had his lips pushed against one of Katy’s nipples when this happened, and he heard Mary murmur to the other woman, “Oh, he’s a big boy,” as her hand slid up and down his cock.