Story 33 #3
Then, her hand moved behind his head. He felt her fingers running through his hair. Then, she pulled his face down to hers. He saw her lips part, saw just a hint of her tongue, and then her lips were on his, her tongue pushing into his mouth, and he had a moment to come to terms with just what was happening here, and then he was kissing her back, and one of his hands went to one of her thighs, feeling how soft it was, feeling the warmth of her body.
So, he thought to himself, as her tongue jostled against his, as her hand moved back to his cheek, as his cock stiffened in his pants, brushing against her other hand again, she’s made her move. But what about Abi? Abi’s hand was still there, and now his stiffening cock was brushing against it as well. Was she just going to leave it there? Was she just going to watch what was happening here?
But then Lucy was pulling back from the kiss, and she turned his face toward Abi. Abi then put her hand on the back of his head, right where Lucy’s had been, and then she was kissing him as well, kissing him with the same kind of passion as her friend, a slow and sensual kiss as their lips pushed together, as their tongues met.
He still wasn’t completely sure what was happening here, but he had decided that the best thing he could do was just to enjoy the ride and see what would happen next.
Abi pulled back from the kiss, stroking his face.
She looked into his eyes.
Then, she looked past him. She pushed him back in his seat gently, and then she leaned over him.
Lucy leaned in too, and then both women were kissing one another. He had his hands on their backs as they did this, and his hands move dup slightly, moving above the point where their dresses ended, finding bare skin and stroking it tenderly, feeling a sense of wonder as these two beautiful women kissed one another right in front of his face, their lips locking and then pulling apart slightly while he could still see their tongues together before their lips joined again.
His cock was harder than ever now, and he could still feel their hands down there.
He saw one of Lucy’s hands go to Abi’s face, moving back and sliding through her hair.
A part of him wanted to lean in, to kiss one of them, both of them, on the cheek, and then see if they would turn to him, which one of them would kiss him.
But before he could do that, they broke off their kiss and turned to him. Each one of them kissed him in turn, a quick kiss on the lips, and then they both looked at him.
“So,” Abi said, “Now you see how things are. What do you say? Do you want to come back to our place and get to know us a little better?”
His jaw hung open. He couldn't believe that this was happening. Even with everything that he had just experienced, that he had just seen, he still couldn't quite believe that this was really happening, that he had really just been asked this question.
“Sure,” he said.
The two women got to their feet. He followed them. He looked around the busy bar. No one was paying them any attention, and it seemed as though no one had seen their little scene play out just then. He felt as though he was in a dream.
Then they were outside, and Lucy was dragging him into a cab behind her.
Abi climbed in after him, and he was sandwiched between the two women. The cab pulled out after Abi gave them the address, and they made their way through the traffic.
He felt hands on his thighs again, felt one of Abi's hands go further up, where his cock was stiffening again after he had managed to get it partially under control as they left the bar.
He felt their bodies against his, felt their breasts pushing against him. He thought about Lucy’s incredible breasts, thought about the fact that they no longer had to be a fantasy for him, that he would surely soon be able to have all of the fun that he wanted with them, and his cock got harder still as Abi’s hand moved over it, starting to massage the bulge.
His hands went to their thighs. He kept his hands there for a while, the tips of his fingers stroking their soft skin, yearning to be between those incredible legs.
Then, he found himself thinking about just what was between those legs, thinking about all of the delights that were still there, waiting to be discovered by him.
He couldn’t help himself. He had to feel something more.
His hands slid further up their thighs, pushing up beneath their short dresses.
He caressed their thighs, and then the tips of his fingers moved to the front of their panties. He stroked them, slightly, and he felt them pushing their bodies against him, as though telling him that this was just what they wanted.
He thought about pushing his fingers against them more, getting a better feel for their pussies. He even considered pushing their panties to one side so that he could play with them properly.
However, just as he was considering making the next move, the cab pulled up outside a small house.
"Here we are," Abi said, her voice almost a sigh, and he suspected that she was just as disappointed as he was that the journey was now at an end.
They all got out of the cab and headed to the front door, practically running to get there, and then they were inside and Abi grabbed hold of him, pushing him against the wall next to the front door, and then she was kissing him, a slow, passionate kiss, a hungry kiss that told him that she had been longing for this since they had left the bar.
He felt her hands on his body, one of them moving over his chest, down to his stomach, pulling his shirt up, and then moving beneath it, feeling his abdomen.
Her other hand was on his face, and then it moved down to his upper arm, squeezing his bicep, and then it went down to his waist.
His hands were on her waist as well, feeling her tight body, and then one of them moved around to her ass, grabbing hold of that firm, tight peach.
She pushed her body against his, grinding herself up against the bulge in his pants, and it was hard for him to know if she was doing this to turn herself on, loving the feel of his cock against her, or if she was doing it to tease him, to turn him on. Whatever the reason, he was loving it.
His hand on her ass began to pull her dress up, moving beneath it, grabbing her ass through her panties and then pushing them down, feeling the softness of her ass against the palm of his hand, and then Abi was moving to one side and Lucy was there in front of him now, and he was looking down at her, looking down the front of her dress at those wonderful breasts, and then the two of them were kissing and his hands were on her, feeling her soft body, grabbing her juicy ass as her hands felt him, as she began to undo his shirt.
She got his shirt undone and pulled it off, and he took his hands away so that she could pull it down from his body, exposing more of him. Then her hands were on him as they kissed again, and then she was bending down to his chest, kissing it with a sense of reverence, and his hands were on her waist. He was looking down past her face again, down to her breasts, and now he couldn't help himself. His hands moved up her body and took hold of her breasts, one on each side, squeezing them, massaging them through her dress, and she turned her face to look up at his with something that almost seemed like wide-eyed innocence.
“I think we should take this upstairs,” she said softly, and he agreed with her completely. She took his hand and began to lead him upstairs. He looked back and saw Abi following them.
Then they were in the bedroom, and she was kissing him again, and his hands were on her body, moving up to her breasts again, massaging them through her dress, his yearning for her more obvious. She ha dno bra on and he could feel that her nipples had stiffened, and his fingers took hold of them through the thin material of her dress, tweaking them slightly, but then Abi was there, turning his face to her, and he was kissing her again, and one of his hands left Lucy, going to Abi's waist, going behind her to grab her ass, then moving up her body to take hold of one of her breasts. It was smaller than Lucy's, but wonderfully firm and ripe. He massaged it through her dress.
He was kissing her throat, hearing her breathing heavily, and then his kisses moved down to her shoulder. One of his hands went to the thin strap of her dress and pushed it off, and then he was licking her skin, tasting her.
He still had one hand on one of Lucy’s breasts, marveling at the fact that he was feeling two women’s breasts at the same time, two gorgeous women and two very different but equally incredible breasts, and now his hand moved from Abi’s breast down her slender waist, around to her ass, pulling her dress up and moving to her ass, pushing her panties down.
Lucy moved in even closer, and when he raised his face, he saw that Abi had turned her face to kiss the other woman.
Then, he let his hands go from them, letting them have a moment with one another, and then they were turning to one another, their hands all over each other, and then they were pulling at one another’s dresses, tugging them down, and he saw their breasts come free before their bodies came together, their breasts pushing against one another.
Lucy then bent to Abi’s wonderfully perky breasts. He saw the nipple pointing slightly upward, a dark pink, and then Lucy’s luscious lips were pushing against it, sucking on it, and Abi threw her head back, moaning, with her eyes closed.