Story 20 #3
He looked from one woman to the other. Just what was going on here, he asked himself. He supposed that there was only one way to find out.
“Sure,” he said.
The woman smiled, first at him and then at the others.
They came to him and stood on either side of him, linking their arms through his. The touch of their skin excited him, and he felt as though the night had come alive with possibilities.
They walked along the beach till they got to a house that opened out onto it.
The woman guided him inside. He felt as though he had been caught by them, trapped in their web. He had to admit that he liked it, even though he had no idea what was going on.
They led him inside, and then they offered him a seat. He sat down, and then the two women stood in front of him, looking down at him.
He noticed that they were holding hands now.
Then, they turned their faces to one another. Anna reached up to Diana's face and stroked it, and then, suddenly, they were kissing, their gorgeous mouths, their plump lips, pushing together. It was an incredibly arousing sight, but at the same time, it made him realize that, if these women were into one another, then any slight hope that he'd had of getting together with either of them was out of the window. He decided to simply enjoy the show, watching as they turned their bodies to one another, as they pushed together, their hands on each other, kissing passionately.
He watched as Diana grabbed Anna's tight little ass, as Anna's hand moved around from Diana's waist and found Diana's juicy ass, and he found himself getting aroused by what he was seeing. He felt himself getting aroused, felt his cock stirring, and he told himself to get a grip, that nothing was going to happen here, and he should just accept it. Perhaps they had been mocking him in some way, and he told himself that it was better if he just got out of there.
However, just as he was about to get up and sneak out while the two women were busy with one another, they turned to look at him.
Their faces pushed together, their cheeks were touching.
“I think he likes what he’s seeing,” Anna said.
“Why don’t you go over and ask him?” Diana replied.
They turned and kissed again briefly, and then Anna was walking across the room to him, her hips swaying seductively. She stood over him, smiling down at him, and then, suddenly, she sat down on his lap.
He was shocked by this development, and he felt her tight ass against his slightly-erect cock. He hoped that she didn't notice. However, the way that she shifted her ass against him put paid to that hope.
"Oh, I think you liked it just fine, didn't you?" she said to him softly.
Then, she put her arms around him, and then she leaned down to kiss him.
He felt her soft lips push against his, and he surrendered to the kiss, kissing her back, his tongue pushing against hers. He still had no idea just what was going on here, but he was acting on instinct, waiting to see just how this would turn out.
One of her arms moved from behind his back, her hand going to his face and then moving down over his chest. There was no way of stopping the surging of his cock now. It had fully come to life, pushing at the softness of her body, her ass, and she was subtly shifting her weight back and forth on it, making him yearn for her, want her.
His arms went around her, somewhat tentatively at first, and he held her there, his hands resting on the top of her ass, as they kissed.
Her kisses then moved to the corner of his mouth, his cheek, and then down to his throat. He tilted his head to one side and felt her teeth there, felt her sucking on his skin.
He opened his eyes slightly, and then they shot open as he saw Diana looking over at them, her arms folded. He was expecting some kind of angry, jealous response from her. However, she was smiling, with her arms folded.
Their eyes met, and she walked over to him slowly.
She sat down on the arm of the chair. He looked up at her, and she caressed his face tenderly.
“We’re going to have a lot of fun,” she purred, and then she leaned down to kiss him.
He took one of his hands away from Anna's body and put the other around Diana's waist. The intensity of their kiss built, her lips pushing against his, her tongue wrestling with his, and all the time, he could still feel Anna's mouth on his throat. He still didn't fully understand what this was, but he had decided that the best thing to do was to go with it and enjoy the moment.
His hand went to Diana's ass and squeezed it. However, as he did that, he inadvertently pulled her toward him. She slipped off the arm of the chair, and then she was on top of him, on top of Anna, the two women turning to one another, giggling, taking hold of each other and kissing again as he held them both.
Then, they turned to look at him.
“Come on,” Diana said, “let’s move this to the bedroom. It’ll be a bit less cramped up there.”
The two women got to their feet, and the pressure on his cock was relieved, although he had to admit that he wasn't altogether happy about that situation.
Diana held out a hand to him, and he took it as he got to his feet. She pulled him to her and kissed him, and he took hold of her by the waist. As they kissed, one of his hands slid up the side of her body, almost as though it had a mind of its own, and brushed against the side of one of her breasts.
As though that was a signal for her, she stepped back.
"Come on," she said, and then she took Anna's hand, leading her upstairs and leaving him to follow, looking at their wonderful bodies moving before him as he did so, wanting them both, his cock still fat, hard, and heavy in his pants.
They reached the bedroom. He looked down at the bed, thinking about the nights that the two women must have spent there together, naked, sweat glistening on their bodies as they writhed together, pleasuring one another.
Diana saw him looking at the bed. She came over to him and turned his face to hers. She kissed him, slowly, sensuously, and his hands went to her waist, wanting to guide her over to the bed, wanting to lay her down on it and then to peel the clothes of her hot body. However, it seemed as though she had other ideas.
She stepped back from him, holding both of his hands.
“No, no,” she laughed, “not yet! You’ve been down on the beach. What if you’ve got sand all over you? And the same goes for us! I think that we need a shower first.”
She led him backward toward the bathroom. Anna followed after, one hand massaging his shoulder.
It was a large bathroom, and when they were inside, both women came to him again, kissing him, their hands on his body, pushing up beneath his T-shirt. His lips moved from one to the other, and there was always an eager mouth ready for his.
He felt one set of hands beneath his T-shirt, pushing it up, and he felt another hand go to the front of his pants, and then he felt that hand squeeze the hardness there, massaging it, and then his T-shirt was being pulled up over his head and his pants were being pushed down till he was standing there in just his boxer shorts.
Both women eyed him up hungrily. They stroked his body, and then they were kissing him again, and Anna was pushing her tight little body up against his cock.
He grabbed both of their asses, pulling their dresses up and slipping in beneath, finding their panties and pushing them down to grab hold of their asses properly.
Then both women stepped away from him. They began pulling at each other’s dresses, lifting them over their heads, their arms tangling in the confusion as they giggled together.
He watched them, fascinated, as their panties were revealed, and then their wonderful bodies, and then their breasts, Anna’s smaller, perfectly formed, with stiff, small, dark nipples and Diana’s, larger with big, light nipples, both sets wonderful in their own ways.
The two women looked at one another as though seeing each other’s nakedness for the first time, and then they were kissing, their hands on each other’s wonderful nakedness, and then Anna was raising up one of Diana’s breasts, her lips on it, sucking on it, and he saw Diana’s fingers go to one of Anna’s nipples, tweaking it.
He went to them then, kissing Diana, his hands on both women, moving to their breasts and massaging them as he pushed his body against Diana, grinding his cock up against her, and then she was pushing his boxer shorts down, grabbing hold of it properly.
He broke off the kiss and looked down to see his cock with her hand wrapped around it. When she let out a slight moan, he realized that both women had their free hands in one another’s panties, playing with each other.
Then Diana was pushing his boxer shorts the rest of the way down, and then she and Anna were pushing their own panties down, and they all stood there, naked, admiring one another, hungry for one another.
He was about to go to them, to take hold of them again, wanting to push himself against their pussies and feel that wetness sticking to his body, but then Diana took his hand and led him into the shower stall. Anna followed, and then the water was running, hot against his skin, and he looked at the naked women, their glistening wonderfully with it.
Both woman began to run their hands over each other, cleaning each other, and then they were kissing again.
Then, they turned their attention to him.
Anna came to him now, and his hands went to her slender waist, pulling her to him.
He bent down to one of her breasts, licking the water from it, sucking it where it formed on her stiff nipple, and then his lips were on her nipple, sucking hard, and she was moaning.
Diana was behind her, one hand on the front of Anna’s body, playing with her pussy, and her other hand was on his cock, jerking him off.
One of Anna’s hands went to his balls, massaging them, and then Diana surrendered his cock to her friend, just as she removed her hand from Anna’s pussy, offering it to him.