Glaciers

Like a glacier in reverse
His hands run up her legs
Slowly making their way
Eons between tip and origin
Ridges of his fingerprints
Creating an uphill flow
Clinging to the edge
Her chair a mighty precipice
He’s melting her body
An unndeniable global warming
Then the cataclysmic splash
As she falls to the sea

 

Tortoise and the Hare

Here’s a story you might not know
About the tortoise and the hare
One where the rabbit is full of life
And the tortoise seems not to care

The hare leaps around the meadow
Collecting flowers for his friend
While the tortoise sits about for hours
And contemplates the end

Ever pleading is the rabbit
Calling him out to play
And yet the turtle sits by his rock
Worrying about the day

Whenever the tortoise has an itch
The hare is quick to jump
But hard-shelled gent is just too busy
To be anything but a bump

Seasons pass just as fast
As the hare could hope to go
The tortoise sees the world spin by
Wishing it’d go slow

Finally the time has come
When tortoise wants to play
He feels he’s seen everything
His shell is turning gray

The tortoise searches for his friend
He wants to let him know
But nowhere can the hare be found
He stopped jumping long ago

 

The Layover pt.3

Once they finished their meal, James and Maggi made their way to the front of the airport and hailed a taxi. James gave the driver the address and they sped off towards their destination. It wasn’t until now, as Maggi stared down at the flowers in the drinking glass, that she knew nothing of his situation.

“Don’t you have any bags or anything?” she asked. “I sent them on ahead of me.” came his reply as he watched the sights roll by. “To where?” Maggi asked. “To my hotel,” James replied. He almost seemed irritated with what was meant to be small chat.

Maggi ignored his disinterest, deciding it was better to understand this man now than to possibly perturb him. “Did your flight get cancelled like mine” she asked. “No.” “Did you miss it?” she questioned further. “No, I’m staying here for a few days,” he said, not once turning from the window.

They had arrived at their destination. James took her hand and helped her out of the yellow car then payed and tipped the driver. They stood before a mostly dark gallery. The doors were unlocked as Maggi trailed behind him wondering what could possibly be his motive for bringing her here.

A young woman behind a reception counter smiled at them but said nothing; even to Maggi’s polite “Good evening!” They simply made their way towards the pieces on display where James ushered her forward.

Hanging on the walls were numerous brightly colored paintings. The subject of each wasn’t very apparent but every once in awhile you got the feeling that you knew what you were looking at, yet couldn’t put a finger on it.

Maggi wandered through the gallery, stopping briefly before the ones that struck a particular chord with her. Finally she paused for ten minutes before a larger one with broad gashes of red paint broken by long curving, brilliant-blue pinstripes.

“Do you like this one?” came James’s smooth voice from behind her. Maggi had forgotten all about him as she took in the colors. “I don’t know,” she answered as she contemplated its meaning. “It sort of feels familiar but not like I’ve ever seen it before. More like I SAID it once. Know what I mean?” “Yes.” James replied.

“It’s too bad you can be here for the opening tomorrow.” James said as they walked back to the front of the gallery. “Oh that would be fun! I’ve done that a few times. It’s pretty cool to get to meet the artist and stuff.” Maggi said. As they passed the reception desk and opened the door to go out, the young woman looked up and said “Goodnight James.”

“Does she know you?” Maggi asked once outside. “No.” James replied stepping to the curb to hail a cab. “She knows who I am though.” “Who are you?” she asked, completely befuddled. “I’m the artist,” James said with a wink as he opened the car door of the taxi that had screeched to a halt in front of them. “After you, Maggi.”

to be continued

 

The Layover pt.2

Once inside the airport James wandered through the concourse until he found a shoe shining station. He obviously wasn’t the business type that usually occupied the space but he still had the desire to look nice from head to toe. As he sat there while the young foreigner made his living he saw Maggi amble by. She had far less wind in her sails than she did when he first laid eyes on her that afternoon.

Maggi drifted down the concourse until it made a corner and then she was gone. Once James’ shoes were nicely polished, he tipped the man well and made off in that direction. He finally found her at the bar of a dimly lit restaurant. He could tell from the shape her body made that something was wrong. He turned around and went back the way he had came just as she turned around to watch the weary travelers trickle by. Her heart skipped a beat at the glimpse of her in -flight companion.

Ten minutes later as she sat staring into the brightly colored martini in front of her, a bouquet of flowers appeared next to Maggi. “Happy birthday.” James said, holding out the flowers for her to take. Maggi just sat there on the bar stool with her mouth hanging open. James set the flowers down on the counter, sat down himself and motioned to the bartender. “Whiskey, please.”

“Oh my god these flowers are gorgeous! Thank you so much!” Maggi gushed. “They’re alright. Can’t get much at the airport. I’m glad you like them though.” James said as he sipped his drink. “How did you know it was my birthday?” She was starting to become overwhelmed by the gesture and the events of the evening.

“You told me.” James said cooly as he guided her from her perch to a small table in the middle of the dining area. “Two menus, please.” he said to a passing server. James pulled out her chair and helped her scoot in then sat across from her. “What? When?” Maggi asked. “On the plane. Three waters,” he said as the menus arrived. “Three?” she asked. “One for your flowers,” he said with a wink.

“What are you in the mood for?” James asked. Maggi blushed a little as she tried to find something to say. Her thoughts weren’t on food but the stranger across from her that was pushing all the right buttons. The waters arrived and James thanked the person then took several drinks from one glass. He then removed the plastic cellophane from the flowers, placed the stems in the glass and fanned out the flowers making them into a presentation.

“Well?” James asked. “They look amazing!” Maggi replied. “Not the flowers. Dinner.” he said gesturing to the menus laying on the table. “Oh!” she exclaimed, “I’m not very hungry.” “Really?” He raised a quizzical eyebrow. Maggi looked at the folded card board and traced the letters of the restaurant’s name with her fingers.

“You know that I’m buying you dinner, right?” James asked, frowning a bit. “No! You don’t have to do that- ” “No, I don’t.” he interrupted, “But I would like to.” “Why?” Maggi asked. She’d never been treated so generously by a stranger. “For your birthday,” he said matter-of-factually. “But you already gave me flowers and- ” “and now I’m buying you dinner. If you’re really not hungry, that’s fine. I am. Please join me so that I don’t feel like a pig.” He smiled at her as he argued his generosity.

“Alright,” Maggi agreed, picking up her menu. They both ordered the steak, his medium well, hers medium. “Where to from here, Maggi?” James asked. “I don’t know,” she said sadly “they cancelled my flight and the next one out isn’t until in the morning. They gave me a voucher for a room but I don’t have any of my things. I had to switch flights in Dallas and everything went on a different flight. I don’t have my glasses or a change of clothes or anything!”

“Do you have contacts?” James asked, redirecting the conversation slightly. “Yes,” she said “but I can’t wear them all night. And they really should be in some solution. Which I also don’t have.” Maggi was breaking down again.

“Do you like art?” James asked, changing the subject completely. “Yeah, I guess so.” she said tentatively. “I know somewhere we can go once we’re done here,” he said. “Okay…” Maggi wasn’t sure she trusted James enough to leave with him, but then again he had done nothing but impress her so far.

to be continued

 

Skin

The more of your skin that I see
The more that I want it to be
Pressed next to mine
Our bodies entwined
Lost on a mattress at sea

 

The Layover pt.1

He was browsing through the SkyMall catalog found in the seat pocket in front of him when she stepped through the door and into the cabin. She was wearing a knee-length, pink polka-dotted dress and a white cardigan. As she passed the flight attendant she smiled and relocated her sunglasses to the top of her head bringing her dark brown hair back behind her ears. She squinted as she tried to peer down the cabin and locate her seat from a distance; a futile effort.

As she made her way down the aisle his eyes remained fixed on her body. He was seated near the back of the aircraft so there was plenty of time to take her in. As she got closer he slid his sunglasses over his eyes so that he could continue to be a voyeur without being so obvious. She stopped, glanced at the ticket in her hand, then started moving again slowly as if she might pass up her seat. Finally she stopped beside him.

He was pretending to focus on the electric fuzzy slippers on the page when in reality he was admiring her legs. They were freshly shaved that morning, smooth like satin and framed by a pair of red flats below. “Need some slippers?” she teased. “What? No! Uh, I was just – they have the craziest things in here, huh?” he stammered back. She smiled at him as he looked up, his eyes tracing her curves on their way. “I’m the window.”

“What?” he was unable to focus on her words as he looked into her eyes. “The window,” she pointed to the seat next to him. Still he just sat there staring through his dark glasses. She tried to rephrase it, “That’s my seat there.” “Oh! Jeez. Sorry!” he stood up quickly and banged his head on the overhead luggage compartment. The jolt caused his sunglasses to fall off, which he caught as he moved swiftly out of her way. Despite hitting his head, his movements were like water; fluid and deliberate.

“Oh my god are you okay?” she asked, putting her hand to his head. Despite his height he was easy to reach due to the low ceiling. “Yeah.” he said in a tone as if it were a silly question. He motioned her into the seat with an upturned hand which she took in hers, mistaking his urging as a gentlemanly gesture. “Thank you!” she said politely as she sat down. “You’re welcome,” he replied without missing a beat.

He sat next to her, his long, blue jean-clad legs pressing into the seat in front. “Not much room for a tall guy like you, is there?” she asked. He had returned to his SkyMall. “Hmm? Oh, yeah. No there’s never enough room for me.” he replied. “They have those in your size?” He was still stuck on the fuzzy slippers page. “I don’t think so, they just list women’s sizes.” She turned to the window to avoid his lack of interest in chatting. The ramp crew busied themselves outside, preparing the aircraft for departure.

“It’s my birthday today.” she said; more to the window than the tall stranger beside her. He mumbled something back that could have been a “happy birthday,” but when she turned to him he had his eyes closed and head back, ear buds humming softly in his ears. She gave up on trying to make conversation and watched the world roll by outside as they taxied to the runway.

Without anything to do on the two hour flight she slipped into a light sleep. Her head tipped over and rested on his shoulder. He had been awake the whole time listening to the rhythms and beats purring from his iPod. He glanced at the napping woman and smiled slightly then returned to his meditation. She stirred slightly when an announcement came across the overheard that the connecting flight had been cancelled, causing most of the cabin to groan. It wasn’t until the landing gear whined as they dropped from their hiding place that she woke from her slumber.

“Sorry.” she said sleepily as she yawned. “It’s fine. They don’t pass out pillows any more, so I guess I’m the next best thing.” “You’re right about tha – eep!” she was cut off as the aircraft suddenly dropped as the pressure outside changed. She grabbed his arm instinctively and shut her eyes. A warm, strong hand rested on top of hers, causing her to forget the brief threat on her life. The bumps and sudden braking of landing were hardly noticeable to her as she soaked up his calm presence.

As the aircraft parked and people prepared to disembark, the two strangers finally introduced themselves. “It has been nice sitting next to you…” she began. “James. And your company was delightful…” “Maggi.” “Thank you, Maggi. Safe travels.” The two then made their way separately to the front of the cabin.

to be continued…

 

Labyrinth

Through his stomach
She found a way
Though never was she
Searching
Now in the halls
Of his growing mind
Inadvertently
She’s lurking
Like a labyrinth
Lost in his thoughts
She stumbles through
The puzzle
Briefly found
In warm embrace
In neck and shoulder
Nuzzled
Will she ever
Finally free
The heart’s wild
And longing beast
With mighty roar
He takes her down
Great passion now
Released

 

Drought

Lusting for the rain
Ever present, shining sun
Small seed on cracked ground

 

Empty Nest

A lot of big changes had come our way since the boys moved out this past summer. They were now both in college and decided to get an apartment together, closer to school and downtown, leaving their mother and I with an empty nest. It was only now starting to sink in with the cold weather – days where they would have been at home instead of outside enjoying the day.

For a few months now I had be doing more photo shoots “on location” instead of in the studio. I had always stuck around town before just in case the boys or Lee, my wife, needed me. I was always only minutes away. Now though, I found myself traveling all over the country and even had scheduled some shoots abroad. It was nice to finally stretch my wings but it was more of a way to fill the void the boys left in my day.

Lee had found herself in the same position of needing to do something with her free time, and had decided to apply and eventually accept a position at work that would allow; or more appropriately, require her to travel. The training process took several months and she was now on her maiden voyage, half way across the country introducing a hospital to their new patient health management software. The process was going to take several weeks and I was left alone with an even emptier nest.

I awoke the morning after she left to sounds from the kitchen of breakfast being prepared. I got out of bed and peered out the window down to an empty driveway. No cars, so it wasn’t the boys. I stepped into my slippers and headed down the stairs not bothering to put anything on. As I arrived at the kitchen I asked “What are you doing here, Honey?”

“Making you breakfast, Dear.” It was not my wife but her best friend Pam that answered. My surprise kept my feet planted as she turned around to see me standing by the table completely naked, except for the slippers. “Shit, sorry Pam!” Like a magician I ripped the table cloth from the table upsetting not a thing upon it, then wrapped it around my waist. “Well, that was impressive.” She said with a smile. “Yeah, I didn’t know I could do that,” I said proudly. “Oh, the table cloth thing was pretty exciting too,” she said with a wink. “Cute,” I said smugly.

“Lee isn’t here, I thought she would have told you.” I said to Pam as I sat down at the table. “I know. She did. Lee said I could stay here while she was gone. With the boys away, you’ve got the room.” She brought me the omelette she had prepared for me; spinach, mushrooms and mozzarella. “This looks amazing,” I said as I took a bite, “My favorite.” “I know, Lee told me,” she said. We finished our breakfast between bits of light conversation and I returned upstairs to get ready for the day.

When I got to my room I sent a text to Lee. “Pam is here. Apparently you told her she could stay? Thought it was you and came downstairs naked. Oops!” I set the phone down on the nightstand and headed to the master bath to shave and shower. Once done, I toweled off and returned to my side of the bed to dress. The phone buzzed with a text from Lee. “Ha! Did you tell her that was standard dress code now? Yes I told her she could stay.”

Lee knew I wouldn’t mind having a guest, especially Pam, but I was a bit irritated that she didn’t tell me first. I texted back “Why didn’t you tell me? Not sure she’d adopt our empty nest rules, but I will pass it on. :p ” We weren’t nudists or anything like that, merely returning to a time long ago when we could openly enjoy each other’s bodies. We had agreed when the boys were still young that once they moved out, clothing was optional. We even warned the boys to call ahead, lest they see either of their parents in the buff.

My phone buzzed again as I was slipping on my shoes. “You deserve to sleep in for once and I knew you’d spend too much time cleaning, planning and hosting. Don’t worry about Pam she can take care of herself. Off to a day full of meetings! xoxo” I guess that was it for now. I looked at the clock and realized I was running late. I didn’t have any specific hours I needed to keep, but if you want jobs you need to be available.

In my rush to get out of the house I had forgotten all about Pam and was pulling on my coat as I opened the door to the garage. “Hey, don’t forget your coffee!” she called from the kitchen. Pam came briskly down the hall, her ample breasts jiggling, with a travel mug in one hand and small brown paper bag in the other. “I grabbed you a snack for later too.” “Wow, thanks! Such service.” I paused awkwardly as I tried to decide how to say goodbye. I gave her a quick hug and closed the door behind myself.

In the late afternoon I was in the office color-correcting photos when my phone buzzed with a text. “Pam here. Will you be home for dinner?” Usually dinner was up to me as between Lee and I, my schedule was far more flexible. I wasn’t used to being waited on. “Sure. What time should I be there?” I sent back. “Appetizers at 5:30. Dinner at 6. Dessert to follow.” I smiled at her reply. I didn’t know what she had planned, but based on breakfast I knew it would be delicious and something I’d enjoy. “I don’t think I am appropriately dressed for the evening but I will be on time.” I teased her about the planning and formal feel she had given to the night. “You confirmed this morning what yours and Lee’s dress code was. See you later.”

I shouldn’t have been surprised that Lee told Pam about us wandering the house naked. Only makes sense on the off chance that Pam would stop by like she often did. Still, I wasn’t sure if I would come home to find a naked Pam. The thought was very entertaining, but I didn’t want to jeopardize her and Lee’s friendship or more importantly my marriage. I left it alone and instead sent a text to Lee. “Sounds like Pam can live by our rules. Ha! Plans for dinner?” Lee didn’t text back until I was getting into the car. “Going out with management team. Meal is on them. She has a great body and is no stranger to nudity. Have fun!”

Lee and I are both very open minded but her being so accepting of me being alone at home with another woman and possibly naked was a bit unsettling. I didn’t want to read in to it so I simply texted back a “good night, good luck” and asked her to call when she was back in her hotel room. I left the parking lot chewing on the thought of what might happen this evening and why Lee was so suspiciously accepting.

I was relieved though slightly disappointed when I walked through the door to find that Pam was fully clothed. She handed me a glass of wine and took my coat. “How was your day?” she asked. “Pretty good, thanks. Nothing exciting, just staring at photos all day. Yours?” I sat on a bar stool at the kitchen island to keep her company as she finished preparing dinner. “It was pretty good. Did some shopping. Caught up on some reading. Took a nice hot bath. Lee said I could use the soaking tub in your room, hope that was okay.” “Of course. Whatever you need. I almost thought I’d come home to find you naked in the kitchen!” I laughed. “Maybe if I had an apron.” Pam teased back.

Over dinner we talked about Pam separating from her husband. They left on good terms and still saw each other often. They just weren’t the people they were when they got married. Pam had been living with her mom, giving them both a lot of happiness now with her father passing away a few months back. As much as she enjoyed her mom’s company it was nice for her to have a change of scenery.

“How long do you think you’ll stay?” I asked. “Oh, I don’t know. At least until Lee comes back I think. Don’t want to miss out on my time with her! Is that okay? Think you can put up with me for another two weeks?” “If you’re going to keep cooking for me you can stay as long as you’d like,” I joked. “Seriously though, stay as long as you need to. It might be you that gets tired of me before Lee comes back.” “I doubt that!” she said with a wink.

Time flew by while Lee was gone. Not many exciting things happened as one might have expected them too if they watched or read too many dramas. She left a pair of black lace panties in my bathroom once that I returned by hanging them off of her doorknob. Another time I came home to her changing in her room with the door open. I only saw her from the back and she was bra less wearing a pair of white panties, so there was nothing really to report. The only time I really saw Pam was when we had meals together. Admittedly I found excuses to be out of the house. I was really enjoying her company and was cautious to let myself get too attached. I was married after all.

Pam and I had retrieved Lee’s car from the airport so that she would have something to drive, so when Lee returned to town we both picked her up. We waited at the luggage carousel as she found her way through the crowds to us. Lee rushed up to me with a big hug and nice reunion-type of kiss that you see in the movies. Pam and Lee hugged and then unexpectedly kissed as well. I pretended like I didn’t notice as I grabbed my wife’s bags from among the winding river of black fabric and hard cases.

We went to dinner on the way home from the airport and didn’t get back to the house until late. Everyone headed off to bed planning to catch up more in the morning. Once in bed I turned to Lee, “What’s up with you kissing Pam? Last time I remember you kissing a girl was in college.” “Oh. Yeah. About that…” Lee put down her book. “I think we love each other. Like, romantically.” “It would seem as such from a kiss like that. Also it seemed like that wasn’t the first time.” Being a photographer I pick up on a lot of subtle things. Things that often go unnoticed by others.

“No, it’s not the first time we kissed, but that’s all we’ve ever done.” “Would you do more?” I asked. “I don’t know, I guess so. I’ve known her for so long and have always thought she was attractive. I’ve wondered what it would be like to be with a woman but never really got the chance.” Lee looked disappointed, like it was more than just an idle curiosity. “Do you think that you just want to try it once or is it more a part of who you are?” Lee and I had always discussed the attractiveness of a person when we saw them, regardless of if they were boy or girl. On occasion she was more interested in a particular woman than I was.

“Maybe more a part of who I am. I never thought that I would feel this way about a woman, but since Pam and her husband split we’ve done a lot of sharing. We’ve gotten really close to each other; more so than ever before,  and now it feels like we should take it to the next level.” “What’s that mean for me?” I was starting to worry about my own security. “Nothing! God, Honey I love you more than anything. Nobody could take care of me as well as you do. Nobody could love me more. You give yourself so freely to me without ever questioning it. I’m constantly amazed by you.” she tried to help me feel better about the situation but it was sounding more like one of those “I love you, but…” instances.

“But?” I asked, trying to strike first as if that would lighten the blow. “But nothing. We agreed to ’till death do us part’ and I meant every word of it. If being with Pam isn’t going to work for us; work for you and me, then that will be that.” What she was saying sounded good, but I still wasn’t sure I was out of the woods. “You don’t think you’ll discover that you like women more than me?” “Nothing can substitute for having a real dick inside you,” she laughed, “and I just said how amazing you are.” “Okay, okay. So I got the goods.” I smiled.

“Where do we go from here?” I asked, “If you are serious about giving this a try, how do you take it to the next level? Do you take her out on a date?” “No, we’ve sort of already done that.” she said bashfully. So you aren’t going to wine and dine her?” I said laughing. “I meant tonight.” Lee corrected. “We sort of went on a date tonight.” I was shocked that she wanted to act so soon.

“On your first night back? No offense Babe, but I’d like to spend time with you tonight.” I was hurt that she didn’t pick me first. ” I want to spend tonight with you too,” she paused. “And Pam.” “Like, at the same time?” I didn’t want to jump to conclusions but my mind was racing now more than ever before. “Yes, both of you at the same time.” “You think Pam would go for that?” I asked. “Why do you think she stayed here without me? She wanted to get to know you better. She’s always been interested in and attracted to you as well.”

“Really?” I hadn’t ever seen it before, but then again I was always a bit naive when it came to women. “You and I have talked about how hot she is before,” Lee said. “So I was assuming it wouldn’t be a problem for you either.” “No, it’s certainly not a problem for me.” I admitted. “I guess I worry about the logistics. About being awkward. I’ve never had a threesome before.” “Me neither. Nor has Pam,” Lee said. “We will all be awkward together!” She laughed. I was starting to get jittery with anticipation and more and more turned on as my subconscious mind prepared itself for what was about to happen. “What do we do then?” “I will text her to come up.” Lee said.

A few minutes later a light knock came at the door. “Come in.” Lee called out. The door opened to reveal Pam in a terrycloth bathrobe that she clenched together with her fists. She was visibly as nervous as the two of us. She stood there for a few minutes until Lee motioned her to come over to the bed.

Pam stood on Lee’s side of the bed, waiting to be told what to do next. Lee got up on her knees and took hold of Pam’s clenched hands, indicating that she should relax. Her hands fell to her side as Lee’s hands moved to either side of Pam’s face. Their lips met in a deep and passionate kiss as Pam’s hands moved to Lee’s hips. I simply watched and waited on my side of the bed. I didn’t want to steal the moment from the two of them but eagerly wanted to also kiss Pam.

They still kissed, tongues writhing against each other as Lee moved backwards towards my side of the bed, pulling Pam along with her. Now both on their knees and only inches from me, they started to breath heavily. Lee pulled off own cami over her head letting her breasts bounce free, then slid the bathrobe from Pam’s shoulders. Pam of course was topless, her breasts equally as large as my wife’s double-d’s. Their tits were squeezed together as they embraced, their skin becoming a endless sea of womanhood.

Without thinking, my hand disappeared between the sheets to stroke my own cock. Though both of their eyes were closed, they must have noticed my movements. They stopped kissing and both turned to me. Like sex filled salt and pepper shakers they descended, Pam in her black lace panties, Lee in an equally feminine silky red pair. They threw back the sheets that hid my actions. Pam bent, placing a hand on my chest, taking a hold of my chest hair as she kissed and teased me with her tongue. Lee grabbed my boxers and slide them off, revealing my hard cock.

Lee took me into her hot mouth, just the head at first, as she flicked and wrapped her tongue around the tip. As Pam and I continued to kiss I reached out and took a handful of her breasts and squeezed. She released a small moan into my lips. She broke away to offer her breast to me, which I took eagerly, sucking and licking her erect nipple. Lee stopped sucking my cock to resume kissing Pam and share the taste of my precum on her lips and tongue. The tangled mess that we were, tipped over on the bed causing us all to laugh but immediately find new positions for us to enjoy each other.

Pam lay on her back now as Lee hung over her on all fours, sucking and licking her breasts. I worked Lee’s panties off her hips and she maneuvered so that I could slid them off completely. I worked the thumb of one hand on her clit as I licked her pussy. Having oral performed on her gave her the thought that she should also enjoy her friend’s pussy. Lee kissed her way down Pam’s stomach and then also slid her panties off. She kissed lightly around the edge of her labia, nervous to take the plunge, running fingers along Pam’s thighs.

Finally Pam could no longer take the teasing as she grabbed Lee’s head and thrust her pussy onto her mouth. Pam came instantly as Lee’s tongue found its way between her folds. She continued to grind her hips into Lee’s mouth as she panted and moaned loudly. The excitement also set Lee off as I continued to rub at her clit. She backed herself into my hand repeatedly, desperately wanting something to fill her; fingers, tongue or otherwise.

Lee stopped eating Pam out and made me lay on the bed on my back. She straddled me and slid my hard cock into her hungry, dripping pussy. Pam decided that she still wanted a hot tongue on her little button, so she  then straddled my face and lowered herself onto my mouth. The two women again kissed and squeezed each other’s breasts as they bounced and gyrated atop of me. Lee leaned back on the bed and let me pop out of her, then held my dick so that her friend could taste her juices. Pam and I enjoyed each other in a 69 position as Pam also slid her fingers in and out of Lee.

Pam and Lee then took turns taking me into their mouths, each of them with a hand around the base sliding up and down. When I got close to climaxing the two women worked together, their hands chasing each other up and down my shaft. They both watched and softly cooed as I ejaculated on my chest and stomach. Lee brushed her thumb repeatedly across the tip of my cock as my body was wracked with spasms.

Lee cleaned herself off with a towel from the night stand then tended to both Pam and I. We cuddled on the bed with me in the middle as we drifted off into a blissful slumber. Many more nights of adventure lay ahead of us as we embarked on a journey of mutual love and exploration.