Cyndi & Friends Ch. 03: Hiking

Kate's Story

"Hi there!" I said as Cyndi appeared from downstairs. "Get enough sleep?" It was nearly 10 AM, and I was setting out dishes while Jacob whipped up some pancakes. She walked over, wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. Her lips were warm and soft.

"Good morning my loves!" she said. "I hope you feel as good this morning as I do!"

"I guess you needed that more than we realized," Jacob said from his place at the griddle.

"I needed it more than I realized," she answered. She was wearing her skimpy outfit from last night, but  with the sun streaming through the kitchen windows, on an unseasonably warm day, her nipples were at parade rest. Marginally less distracting than last night.  

"Sorry again about not telling you what was happening. We should have asked you at the start." I remembered how upset Cyndi had been when she thought Jacob had cheated on me with her.

"Water under the bridge. What do you want to do today?" she asked.

"That wasn't water," Jacob muttered under his breath.

"Let's go for a hike," I answered. "Have we told you about the Red Rise Trail?"

"I don't think so."

"That's the plan then. It's a great hike, and we've never seen more than two or three other people on it," I said.

"Sounds great," she replied. "How long is it?"

"About five miles."

"Is that too long for flip-flops?"

I gave her the side-eye "Seriously? Yes, you'll want real shoes."

"Shoot. Can we stop by my house and get my hiking boots on the way? Maybe some better shorts too. These aren't really appropriate." She gestured to the tiny satin pajama shorts. The top wasn't ideal for hiking either, barely covering her boobs. And she was going to want a bra.

"These are fine with me, if I get to walk behind you," Jacob said. I snorted, although the thought of her parading around looking like that was making me tingle. But she was right. Also, was that really all the clothing she had with her?

"Didn't you bring anything else to wear?" I asked.

"Just the jeans I had on. And they're too tight for hiking."

"That's all you brought for the whole weekend?"

"You said it was a slumber party!"

"Did you even bring a bra?"

"I was in a hurry," she explained. I rolled my eyes.

"Fine, we can stop by your place," I said. "Pick up whatever you need for the rest of the weekend." Sometimes I wondered how she remembered to eat.

"Cakes up!" Jacob announced. We sat down for breakfast.

"So, everything's still good?" I asked around a mouthful of flapjacks. "You're not feeling weird about sleeping with your friends?"

"Feels surprisingly... normal?" she replied. "How about you guys? I know it's weirder for you, Kate. You still sure you're not a lesbian?"

I laughed. "Considering what Jacob and I did last thing before sleep, I guess not. Besides, I didn't even taste your bread pudding."

She laughed. "So, not 100% sure yet?"

"Well I guess I can't know for certain until we, uh..."

"Until you lick my pussy?" she finished helpfully.

"Yes," I replied. "Until I lick your pussy. And make you come," I added for good measure. I was determined to get over the not-a-lesbian-dammit phase I didn't know I was in until last night.

She smiled and jiggled her chest at me.

"Well I wasn't planning to have a hard-on for breakfast," Jacob chimed in. "But here we are."

"Ooh, that sounds delicious!" Cyndi exclaimed, before bringing us back to Earth. "We do need to talk about where this is going, though. Last night was amazing," she continued. "But we need a clear set of rules. What we each want, what we don't want. I promise you it's better to do that now."

"Of course," Jacob answered proudly. "We already made a set of rules."

"They might have been slightly under-thought," I added.

"Oh? What did you come up with?" she asked.

We showed her the list we had made before inviting her over:

1. No Penis-In-Vagina sex

2. Jacob makes the first move

3. After that, let Cyndi lead

4. No watching or joining in (unless overridden by rule #3)

"Oh, that's so sweet!" she said. "Thank you for letting me lead. It would have been better to let me know the plan up front though." She narrowed her eyes.

My heart twisted in my chest. "I know!" I blurted. "I'm so sorry!"

"Apology long since accepted," she said, laughing. "Consider it a learning experience. But, you did pretty well overall. Writing it down is a great idea. It does need some, uh, fleshing out." She grinned.

I rolled my eyes. "Like what?"

"Well for instance, according to the list, anal is okay. Is that what you intended?"

We both burst into laughter. "That's exactly what J said," I explained.

"Okay, that's funny," she admitted, "And...?"

"The rules say it's okay," I responded.

She raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure? Would you really be okay with Jacob fucking my ass?"

"Would you?" I asked.

"That's not the question," she replied. "I need to be sure you've thought about the consequences of your rules. You should ask yourself why you're okay with him fucking my ass but not my pussy," she said.

"Um, well we haven't ever done anal," I said. "So it feels like it doesn't count as sex? And it's more about lust than intimacy anyway."

"Don't be too sure. Think about this: He would only be getting ass from me, while he gets pussy from you all the time. I'd be giving him something you don't. Is that a situation you want? I'm not saying it's wrong! But you should think it through. You can learn a lot by asking why you feel the way you do. What are your no-nos, your kinks, and so on."

"I guess I hadn't thought so far upstream."

"No hurry answering, just something to consider. So, you've never had anal sex?"

"We've played around with fingers there, but only a little. I want to do more, but I've been too nervous to try," I answered.

"Do you enjoy the fingering you've done?"

"Yes!" we answered in unison.

"Okay. Jacob, are you interested in exploring it further?"

"Me? Yeah, I am. But I don't want to pressure Kate," he said

"How about as the recipient?" she asked. "Do you think you would like that?"

"Wow, who's the professional sex counselor now?" I said.

"Not a professional. But I've taken some courses."

"Really?" I asked. Why had she never told me? Although... "Maybe that's good considering the... unexpected feelings I had... have."

"Yeah, I'm hoping I can be helpful," Cyndi said with a smile. "But we were talking about Jacob. So. Are you interested in receiving anal?"

"Oh, uh, I might. I like it when she touches me there. I've never thought about having a... something larger."

"Like a cock or a toy. You can use the words. And try to say 'asshole', not 'there'. Don't think of it as dirty if you want to have fun." Yeah, her training was going to be helpful. And she was clearly more experienced than I knew. "So, you both want to try it, but haven't done anything more than fingers. Do you have any toys? Butt plugs or dildos? Lube?"

We looked at each other. "No, nothing like that," I said. "Not even really fingers, at least not all the way in."

"Hmm."

"Hmm what?" Jacob asked.

She paused. "I was thinking about how to thank you for helping me with my problem. Maybe this could be a way."

"Your problem being no boyfriend?"

"My problem being no boyfriend," she agreed. "Or girlfriend. I mean, no sex is the... was the problem. I can live without a boyfriend. Or a girlfriend. But I've lost interest in one-nighters, so all I've had is my toys. I need some kind of connection, and it just wasn't happening. Until last night. I really... Thank you both. So I want to do something for you."

"What are you thinking?" I asked.

"I could teach you about anal sex. I know plenty, and seems like you could use some instruction."

"How much is there to teach?"

"Well, it depends on whether you want it to hurt or feel good." She grinned.

I rolled my eyes. "I mean, does it take a lot of training? Do you do it often? Do you like it? What do we have to know?"

"Okay," she said. "I guess you're interested. Yes, I do it, maybe not 'often', but... Well, not at all recently, but a lot in the past. Like I said, when it's good it's amazing, but when it's bad it's unpleasant. Or painful, if it's really bad. And most guys don't know how to do it well. Or maybe I picked a lot of wrong guys. Anyways, I'd pretty much given it up. I haven't done it with a guy in like five years."

"With a woman though?" Jacob asked.

She smiled. "Yes, I've had anal sex with women more recently. Women care more about doing it right. Probably because they're not concentrating on their own pleasure. Maybe men just aren't meant to fuck women in the ass."

"Hey!" Jacob said. "Hashtag-not-all-men. I mean, I hope."

"Well... that was my hope, too. And I have had good anal sex with guys. Well, one guy. Anyways, if you want to, I can teach you both how to do it right. Would you like that? I promise it'll blow your mind."

Jacob and I looked at each other. I knew I wanted to try, but I didn't want to suggest something he wasn't up for. "What do you think, sweetie?" I asked. "Would you like--"

"Yes."

Cyndi and I laughed. "Okay, we're going to do it right," she beamed.

"So what does teaching us entail?" I asked. "Do you have like, sex ed movies for us to watch?"

"No movies, just me. I can tell you what feels good and what doesn't, and give you some tips."

"More than just the tip, I hope," said Jacob.

"Hush!" we both answered in unison.

"If you do well on your quiz, you'll get to use the whole shaft," Cyndi said with a grin.

Jacob shifted in his chair. "Oh, there's a quiz? Like, a practical quiz?"

Cyndi looked uncomfortable. "I'm rushing you again aren't I? I'm sorry, no, of course we can just... I can just give you some tips."

"No, it's okay," I said. I took a breath. "What did you mean by quiz?"

She paused. "Okay. I was thinking we... I show him how with my body. So I can make sure he's doing it right." Another pause. "Now it just sounds like I want him in my ass."

"You do, don't you?" I smiled. Still, the thought of watching his cock slide into Cyndi's ass made it less intimidating. Also it was making me wet. Okay, that's new. "Y'know what? That actually sounds like... yeah. I'm down with it if Jacob is. What do you think, J?" It was obvious from the look on his face that he approved as well.

"Okay, I'll pick up some supplies when we stop by my place," she said, with a combination of relief and excitement.

"Oh! You mean this weekend!" I said. I was surprised at how fast this was happening, and shocked at how excited I was getting.

"Unless you'd rather wait. No rush." The thought of Jacob's cock in her ass, and then mine, was tugging at my clit-strings.

I looked at Jacob. "Yeah, okay. Jacob?" I said questioningly. I didn't want to push him too fast.

"Oh hell yes!" he said. Why did I keep thinking he might want to go slowly?

"Awesome," Cyndi said. "I promise you'll love it. Both of you."

And so will you, I thought to myself. Win-win-win. "Okay, let's go pick up your stuff and get hiking."

Jacob's Story

The trail leveled off after a mile of scrambling. I had forgotten how steep the first part is. I suppose that's why we're always the only people hiking it. Cyndi had changed into a pair of running shorts barely longer than her pajama bottoms, and a ribbed tank top. Kate was wearing a racerback hiking bra, and had zipped off the legs of her convertible pants. I brought up the rear, wearing the day pack with lunch. It was a warm fall day and the trees were starting to turn. My attention was alternating between Cyndi's well padded ass and Kate's athletic calves. The strenuousness of the climb was the only reason my cock wasn't hard.

As the trail leveled off and Kate's muscular backside was no longer directly in front of my face, I reflected on how my life had changed in the last 24 hours. Yesterday I was in a simple relationship with a beautiful woman who is perfect for me. Happy and comfortable in our lives, with plenty of sex, ranging from very good to excellent. How could it get better than that? Now our best friend was also our... what? Lover? Friend with benefits? At least, but it felt like more. And where was it going? Was this only for the weekend? We had started that discussion in the morning, but got distracted by talking about anal sex. Was Cyndi our sex counselor now? Tutor? Some linear combination of all of the above, I suppose. We just had to figure out the coefficients.

I laughed out loud at my thoughts. "What?" Kate asked.

"Nothing, just nerding out over where this is going." I waved vaguely at all three of us.  

"We never did finish that discussion this morning, did we?"

"Got distracted. Speaking of which, did you see what she has in the bag?"

"Nope, it'll be a surprise I guess." She moved closer to me as we walked. "I've been imagining what's in there, and it's making me wet. I'm going to be a wreck by the time we get back."

"Concentrate on the scenery," I suggested.

"I am," she answered, glancing toward Cyndi. Another way our lives had changed. In one day my monogamous, completely straight girlfriend had become unmistakably eager to fuck our friend. Although they hadn't yet gone beyond fingering. Maybe Kate wouldn't enjoy licking pussy, and it would never go further. Of course she would, don't be silly.  

"I'm hungry, when's lunch?" Cyndi interrupted my thoughts.

I studied the map for a moment. "Another half mile or so. There's a hidden glen that's a perfect lunch spot."

"I still can't believe you printed out a paper map," she said. "AllTrails not good enough for you?"

"What kind of service are you getting?" I asked.

Cyndi pulled out her phone and stared at it for half a minute. "Oh," she said.

"See this is why planning is good."

We got to the lunch place 15 minutes later. "Right behind that rock." I pointed up the trail to a large boulder the size of an enormous boulder. "There's a gorgeous hidden clearing behind it."

Kate led the way, squeezing between two trees. I followed, with Cyndi right behind me.

Kate stopped us and put a finger to her lips. "Do you hear something?" She whispered. There was a rustling on the other side of the rock. "Probably just a deer, but we saw a red fox last time. Quietly."

We crept around the corner. It wasn't a fox, it was a person. No! Two people. Fucking. A woman was facing away from us, naked from the waist down, kneeling over a guy. She was riding him hard, and we could see his shiny cock sliding in and out of her. Her hands were on his chest, and she was moaning in pleasure. We froze in surprise. "Oop!" Kate blurted as we backed away.  

"Shit!" the woman said, turning toward us with eyes wide. She jumped up and off her boyfriend and ran past us, stark naked, eyes wide, leaving his penis waving in the air and her pants on the ground. He grabbed their clothes and chased after her, his erection bouncing as he ran.

"Sorry!" I cried, "Don't mind--" But he was around the corner and out of sight. "Rude!"

"Nobody comes here, eh?" Cyndi laughed.

"Well, neither of them did, anyway!" I answered.

We all burst into laughter. "That was unexpected," Cyndi said.

"And kind of hot!" added Kate.

"Oh?" Cyndi responded. "Hmmm."

"What hmmm?"

"Nothing."

"What? You didn't think it was hot?"

"Oh I sure did." Cyndi seemed pleased with herself.

I interrupted the self-discovery. "Well we have the place to ourselves now." I started unpacking the sandwiches. "I doubt they'll be back here for at least, uh, ever."

"Depends on how much they like being seen," Cyndi said.

"Didn't seem like they liked it very much," I replied.

"You'd be surprised what some people realize later," she answered with a glance at Kate. "But let's eat. Too bad we don't have a blanket. We could have a proper picnic."

Kate and I smiled at each other. "Ahem. Planning!" I said, pulling a mini picnic blanket from my pack. "Would you like to share this with us, ma'am?"

We sat cross-legged, knees touching, with the food in the middle: pickles, soft pretzels, grapes, and sandwiches. Surrounded by two beautiful women, my girlfriend and my I-wasn't-sure-exactly-what-but-damn-I-liked-whatever-she-was-becoming, it was the most delicious sandwich I've ever had.

"Have some grapes," Kate handed a bunch to Cyndi, who set them between her legs, returning to the pickle she was nibbling on. My eyes followed Cyndi's hand as she set them down.  

"Um. Cyndi?" I said.

"Something wrong?" Cyndi said with a pickle-eating grin on her face.

"You're not wearing panties!" Her tiny shorts had shifted to the side, and I was staring at tender lips and wisps of curly hair.

Kate glanced down and grinned. "Oh my god, you're such a slut!"

"Took you long enough," she said with a smile. "I'm not wearing a bra either."

"Now that I had noticed. Isn't that painful for hiking?"

"This top has some support," Cyndi replied. "And it was worth it to keep you amused."

"Are you going to tease us all day?" Kate asked.

"I promise I'll make it worthwhile. I have an idea."

"What?" Kate and I said in unison.

"You two are adorable! I'll tell you when we're done with lunch. I think you'll like it." I had visions of what she was planning for tonight. The possibilities were intriguing. I rearranged my shorts to get comfortable. What did she have in mind? She had the bag of stuff she'd picked up. Toys and lube, she had said. What else? She and Kate hadn't eaten each other yet, so that was a possibility. But that didn't count as a new idea, did it? Did she have a friend she was going to invite? No, things were just getting less weird with the three of us; she wouldn't invite a fourth. Yet. Besides, if she knew someone else she wouldn't have needed this whole weekend. We finished eating in expectant silence.

"Okay, done!" I said, stuffing the trash back into my pack. I turned to Cyndi, trying not to stare between her legs. "What's your idea for tonight?"

"I didn't say tonight," she said. "I think you two should finish what our rude neighbors started."

"What?" Kate said in shock.

"I think you two should fuck." 

"Here? Now? What if someone comes by?" Kate's flabber was completely gasted.

"We haven't seen anyone on the whole trail," she pointed out. "Other than the couple here. And they won't be back. What are the odds that someone else comes by?"

"Weren't you saying you thought they liked it?" Kate asked.

"I said they might. And even if they did, it's going to take at least one long discussion before there's any chance they'll try again. They won't be back today. Probably."

"Probably?" I asked.  

"It's pretty unlikely. What do you think, Kate?"

"I don't think so. Someone else might come by." Her eyes were big.

Cyndi persisted. "I could keep watch. Would that help?"

Kate thought a moment. "Yeah, I guess. I mean..."

"You want to, don't you?" Cyndi was getting her coquette on. "I see the way you've been looking at my pussy."

Kate swallowed and started to blush.  

Cyndi looked straight into Kate's eyes and put a hand on her knee. "How horny are you, KDK?"

She looked at me, then back at Cyndi. "Pretty horny." Kate held her gaze and said nothing. "Okay. Very horny. We could... What do you think, J?" She glanced at my shorts.

"I don't know..." I offered, knowing I was going to lose the battle.

"I'll send away anyone who comes by," Cyndi reiterated. "Won't it be nice, here in the open, with the air on your skin, surrounded by nature?" She brought her hands up to her chest. "Look how hard my nipples are from thinking about it." Kate's face was red. "Looks like you're excited too."

Kate was beyond logic. She looked at me. "We could have a quickie? With me on top. You lie there and enjoy it." Her hand went to my crotch.

I was outnumbered. "Okay, I give." I pulled down my shorts as she fondled me to hardness.

Kate's Story

Jacob slid into me and I was in heaven. Cyndi was right; it was nice surrounded by the trees and ferns, the fresh air cooling my skin. Nice? It was glorious! Jacob was lying between my knees with his head resting in the fallen leaves. Next time we'd bring a larger blanket. No! He looked like an angel, surrounded by orange and red and brown. This was perfect. My pussy was stuffed, fully impaled on his cock. I kneeled over him unmoving, holding him deep inside as his hands squeezed my breasts through my top.  

The material pulled at my skin. Unacceptable! Cyndi was keeping watch, what was I hiding? I crossed my arms, grabbed the bottom edge, and pulled it over my head. My nipples pebbled as the cool air hit them. Jacob's fingers traced across my goose-pimpled breasts and pinched. I gasped.  

I couldn't hold still any longer. Putting my hands on his chest, I began to ride him, sliding back and forth, grinding our pubic bones together. A glow began radiating from my clit as I rubbed it against him. I kept rocking, gazing into his eyes, occasionally lifting my hips to stroke him with my pussy. I squirmed as his fingers explored my naked chest, squeezing, lightly touching, dragging across my nipples, suddenly pinching. I hoped he was ready to come quickly; I wasn't going to last long.

I heard a muffled voice from behind the boulder. Someone was there! Jacob's eyes grew wide, and he brought his finger to his mouth in a shushing motion. I nodded and continued grinding, hearing scraps of conversation. "... just finished lunch..." Rock. Breathe. "... up the hill..." Grind. Twist.

"We should stop," Jacob whispered. His erection began to weaken.  

"I'm almost there!" I replied.

I stroked up and down to increase his penetration. "... friends are cleaning up..." The mystery hiker knows we're here! I felt a rush of desire. Jacob softened further. I returned to sliding back and forth. I was so close, and he was getting softer. Come on J, I need this! I leaned forward, pressing my clit between us, rubbing hard against his body. The familiar feeling started rising from my pussy.

"... see if they're done..." and the sound of Cyndi coming around the boulder. The wave broke. Bucking furiously, crushing my tingling clit against his pubis, my orgasm crashed through me in heavy, roaring pulses. My whole body trembling, biting my lip to keep from crying out. Jacob held me, his hands gripping my ass cheeks, rocking me back and forth along his groin. His penis slipped out, soft and unnecessary, as my orgasm continued. Again and again I ground against him, quivering and moaning. Another wave, and another. My body shook, every muscle jerking uncontrollably as I finished. At last I collapsed on his chest, giggling.

"Hey guys, someone is here," Cyndi announced from behind me.

I rolled off Jacob, still laughing. "We know." My legs were wide, my twitching pussy on full display. She looked directly at it, smiled and licked her lips.

"She came really hard," Jacob said, pulling up his shorts.  

Cyndi gave me a knowing look. "I saw."

"What? Why the smirk" I asked.

"Just observing," she answered.

We dressed as quickly as we could, grabbed our packs, and headed back around the rock. "Maybe he's left already," Jacob said hopefully.

He had not. "Hi," I said, emerging from the trees to greet... them.

"These are my new friends Tina and Chris," Cyndi announced. "They came all the way from Hummersport." Apparently she had had a whole conversation with them. "And this is Kate, and Jacob."

"Glad to meet you. Did you have a good lunch?" he asked. We looked at each other and nodded.

"Do you two come here often?" Cyndi asked, winking at me.

"First time," Tina said, oblivious. "Nice trail."

"Wanna walk with us the rest of the way?" Cyndi asked. What was she doing?

"I think we'll have lunch here. But thanks."

"Okay," Cyndi said. "Have a good lunch! The spot is right around the back there."

"Thanks, have a good hike," Chris said as he and Tina disappeared around the corner.

I looked at Cyndi as we got back on the trail. "Were you coming on to them?"

"Just seeing if they wanted to hike with us. Perfectly innocent," Cyndi replied with a smile.

"And you winked at me. I can't believe you actually winked."

"How was the sex?" she asked.

A warmth flashed through me at the memory. "You're changing the subject." She said nothing. "But, um, yeah, it was pretty amazing. For me anyway."

"Oh? You didn't like it, Jacob?"

"He didn't come," I said.

He looked embarrassed. "It made me nervous. Someone else was right there listening. I'm glad you finished though," he said, looking at me.  

"Did I ever! My legs are still wobbly."

Cyndi's Story

"Do you mind if Kate and I have some private time?" I asked. Kate was in the shower, and Jacob and I were putting away the hiking gear.

"You want to shower with her?"

"No, afterwards," I said. "As much of an exhibitionist as she is,--"

"Oh!" he said with sudden realization. "Is that why she came so hard out there?"

"Of course," I replied. "Or did you do something special I don't know about?" I asked as sexily as I could.

"I couldn't even stay hard. And she came like she hadn't come in a year."

"Yeah, she clearly has some exhibitionist tendencies, like me. Not you, huh?"

"I guess not," he agreed. "I feel bad about that."

"Don't," I told him. "Never feel bad about your kinks or your anti-kinks. She got off, didn't she?"

"Yeah." He seemed unconvinced. "I never knew she liked that sort of thing."

"I don't think she knew it either," I said. "And we'll find a way to make it up to you," I said, reaching up to kiss his cheek. His face brightened. "But first I want to have some, well... I want to lick her pussy until she comes all over my face."

"And you don't want me watching? I thought you thought she liked people watching."

"I think she's still nervous about sex with a woman. With me. And 'someone watching' is different from 'you watching'. Having you there might make her too nervous to fully enjoy it. I think it's best if the first time is just us two."

"Wasn't last night your first time?"

"That was just a warm-up."

"Okay," he said. "Maybe I can watch the next time?"

"Definitely the next time." I took a step closer. "But first... I think your shower is big enough for all of us, if we squeeze." My hands were around his waist. "Join us?" I pulled down his shorts and dashed up the stairs, wriggling out of mine as I climbed.

"Hey!" he protested, but stepped out of his shorts and followed. I stripped along the way. "Hey, KDK!" I called as we walked in. "Is there room for two more?"

We stood smiling for a moment as the water cascaded over us. I grinned at my two friends. Lovers? Maybe. Heading that way at least. None of my sexual experiences had prepared me for this. Years-long relationships, one-night stands, men, women, other couples, even a fling with a married guy. I was the cool one, the one with the ability to come out of the relationships unscarred, and leaving the others without damage. Mostly. One of my proudest accomplishments is that I'm still friends with nearly all my former lovers. But this was new. Other friends are not Jacob and Kate. This was going to need care to navigate, but watching them there in the warm water, naked and beautiful, I was determined to make it work.

"Turn around," I said. Kate moved first, so I grabbed the soap and started lathering her back. I let my hands drift over her smooth skin, up to her neck, her shoulders, and back down. Her muscles rippled under my touch, strong and sensual. Down to her ass cheeks, around to the front, soaping her firm belly. Back around, down into her butt crack, my fingers slipping over her anus. Returning to her cheeks, I felt her muscles relax as I massaged them in the warm water.  

"That feels good," she murmured.  

"It was a good hike," I agreed. I crouched behind her, soaping her legs, relishing the softness of her skin under my hands as I slid down to her feet. "Lift up." She raised her foot for me to wash. I held it gently, running around her ankle, slipping my fingers between her toes, massaging the sole and stretching it out between my hands.

After finishing the other foot, I stood. "Turn around." I reached for her soft breasts, circling them with my hands, feeling her nipples harden under my touch. She sighed as I drifted lower, reaching behind to press her belly against mine. I did her ass cheeks once more, and pushed her away. "Spread your legs." I soaped her abdomen before sneaking down to her smooth pubis. "When did you start shaving?" I asked as my fingers made little circles.

"Two nights ago," she said.  

Jacob looked smug. "All that talk about not being interested in girls, and you shaved for her!"

"Do you wish I hadn't?" she asked.

"Of course not. I'm glad you've accepted that you like women too."

"I'm not sure she's fully on board yet," I said. "But it won't be long."

"I'm ready..." She said, with difficulty. My hand reached her pussy.

"I know," I answered. "Kiss me."

Jacob's Story

When Kate leaned down to kiss Cyndi, naked and soapy in front of me, I nearly came. The sight of Cyndi seductively bathing my girlfriend, the interrupted sex of the afternoon, images of them hiking in their skimpy outfits, memories of the previous night. My penis was engorged, reaching toward the ceiling, pulsing with every heartbeat, as Kate and Cyndi's hands roamed over each other. Cyndi's lips were on Kate's, then her cheek, her neck, nibbling on her ear, whispering to her. This was more than I had imagined when we invited Cyndi over. We had done it to give her relief, but she had taken control. The weekend was in Cyndi's hands now.

As was my chest. She had moved from Kate to me. Her soapy fingers were running across my pectorals, teasing my nipples as she washed. I watched as she scraped her nails over my skin, clearing circles in the soap, spiraling down my chest, to my belly, tantalizingly close to where my erection strained for her touch. "Turn around," she said.  

I did, leaning against the wall in the tight space. I felt her hands on my shoulders, foamy and warm, her fingers kneading my neck. Then down my back, soaping and rubbing, on to my buttocks. Her hands felt magical as she worked my sore glutes. "I should give you a proper massage later," she said. I could only moan softly in reply.  

As she continued rubbing my butt, I felt another pair of hands on my leg, sliding down and up. They were both doing me, Kate soaping and rubbing my legs, Cyndi my ass. "Spread your legs," Cyndi said. I did, and Kate's hands moved to my inner thighs, washing and petting in the warm water.

The hand on my butt disappeared, then returned with more soap, slippery and warm. Sliding down my butt crack, one finger reached my anus, circling and prodding it. I moaned as the fingertip slipped in briefly before withdrawing and continuing between my legs. Kate was dragging her nails across my inner thigh as Cyndi reached my scrotum and began gently fondling my balls. Kate's other hand reached around to my front. I was beyond sense as she softly stroked my belly, the back of her hand occasionally brushing my twitching penis.

Kate's Story

"Let's make him come together," Cyndi had whispered in my ear. Now she was teasing his balls as I brushed his cock with the back of my hand.

"Turn around," Cyndi told him. He turned to face us. I allowed my hand to caress his hard-on. It jerked in response, rigid and blushing. Cyndi slid one hand onto his butt and the other down his front to his balls. I grabbed his other butt cheek and lightly gripped his cock between my thumb and forefinger. His head fell back against the wall, eyes closed.

I stroked him leisurely, slipping along the skin with my soapy fingers. "He likes it slow and gentle," I said.

"So I see," Cyndi replied. Her fingers were tickling his scrotum, chasing it as it drew up in pleasure. I focused on his frenulum, softly massaging it as if it were a clitoris.

"You're good!" Cyndi said. "That part is erogenous to the clit. No, that's not right," she laughed. "Homogenous?"

"Homologous," I said.

"How do you remember this stuff?"

"So good..." Jacob moaned, ignoring our biology lesson.

"I think he likes it," I said. Cyndi looked at me and nodded.

I squeezed his butt cheek, sneaking closer to his crack, while continuing to worry the head of his cock. I circled my thumb and forefinger and slipped it over the tip. Up and down, I slid over the crown. He shuddered each time it popped through my fingers. I snuck my other hand back toward his asshole, but Cyndi was already there. I touched my finger against hers where she was probing him daintily. I looked into her eyes and adjusted my stroking to match hers.

Jacob's legs quivered. "I think we're going to have to support him," Cyndi said. I nodded and kept up my motions. I lengthened the strokes, the circle of my fingers sliding over his flared head and down to the base. Cyndi was tugging more firmly on his balls, and I felt her slide her finger into him further in back. His breaths became ragged.

"Don't stop!" he begged. Cyndi and I looked at each other and smiled. I turned to Jacob and increased the pressure. "Oh!" he cried. "Yes!" I gazed into his eyes as I stroked him once more, twice, three times, and he erupted. I squeezed his ass cheek and clamped my fingers around his shaft. A jet of cum leaped out and landed on my belly. I aimed him toward Cyndi, the second shot splashing against the underside of her breast. His legs quivered as we gripped his ass to hold him upright. He kept pumping out cum as his hips thrust upward. Another thick stream shot onto Cyndi's belly, and another. I squeezed his ass and he shuddered again, one final encore oozing out and dripping down his cock.

Cyndi stood there grinning, gobs of semen dripping slowly down her boob and belly. She continued to fondle Jacob's balls as he recovered. "Feel better?" she asked.

"Thanks, both of you. I was ready to burst." He turned and kissed me gently. "I love you."

Jacob's Story

We had to wash again after I came. I watched Kate's hands sliding over Cyndi's succulent curves, and when Cyndi pushed Kate against the wall and pulled her face down for a kiss, my penis started twitching. But it was their time now, and in any case I had to recover. I pulled myself away and stepped out of the shower.

There was only one towel on the rack, so after drying myself I  got two more from the closet for them. It was a strange but stimulating feeling to walk around the house naked with someone other than Kate home. Was this what life was like now? When I got back with the towels, their fingers were between each others' legs.

"I'm going to make some dinner," I said, hoping they could hear me over the water and the moans.

"We're getting out now!" Cyndi shouted.

"No we're not! We're just getting started," Kate replied.

"It's time for something more than fingers."

"Oh."

Neither of them moved to get out.

"I'll leave you to it," I said. I picked up the clothes Cyndi and I had shed on the way to the bathroom, and tossed them in the hamper. Then I tidied up the bed covers and turned them down, closed the blinds and turned on the LED candles.

I had a sudden idea, and dashed down to the kitchen, still naked. I grabbed two chocolates from the pantry and walked back to the bedroom. As I passed the bathroom, the shower was off and they were drying each other very carefully, giggling quietly. I placed the chocolates daintily on the pillows, then pulled on sweatpants and a t-shirt.

They arrived at the bedroom as I was leaving. "Oh, look! Thank you sweetie," Kate said.  

"He even left chocolates on the bed!" Cyndi exclaimed.

"Have a good time," I said.

"Seriously, thank you," Kate said, grabbing my hands. "I love you so much!"

I wrapped her in my arms and kissed her. "I love you. Have good sex!"

I stepped out of the bedroom and Cyndi closed the door. I heard it lock as I headed down to the kitchen.

From downstairs, I could almost hear what they were doing. I tried to put them out of my mind and concentrate on the veggie lasagna. It mostly worked. I was rinsing the zucchini, firm and round, when I heard the first moan. I chopped it and dumped the pieces into the bowl. A splash of olive oil and stir it around. There were giggles as I grabbed the eggplant with oily fingers. I vigorously chopped off the tip. "Take that, phallic symbol! Sometimes an eggplant is just an eggplant," I said out loud. More giggles, louder. I could swear they were watching me.  

Fine. If Cyndi had installed a secret camera while we weren't looking, I'd give them a show. I tossed the red pepper behind my back and turned to catch it with a flourish. I missed. It bounced across the counter onto the floor. That free juggling lesson three years ago at the county fair was useless! I wanted my money back.  

The vegetables spread and roasting in the oven, I sat down for a few minutes. Despite knowing I shouldn't, I picked the seat closest to the stairs. I wasn't straining to hear. Curious about what was happening, that's all. How would Kate respond to oral sex with a woman? It would probably be better than I could do. Cyndi has so much more experience. She's not even a lesbian and she's had sex with more women than I have. I knew Kate wouldn't leave me for Cyndi, but I didn't want her to prefer sex with Cyndi either. No, it was fine. Cyndi could teach me too. She's had those counseling courses after all. Wait, was it specifically sex counseling? Anyway, it was fine. Was that a moan?  

Yes, definitely a moan. And more giggling. I went back to the kitchen and started the water for the noodles.

The pot was roaring as the water closed on the boiling point, tiny bubbles forming, breaking free and striving for the surface, collapsing before they reached their goal. Louder sounds from upstairs. Moans and short gasps. The water grew louder. The moans turned to cries. The pot began to boil, growing quieter as the bubbles reached their goal. Upstairs, loud and regular. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" It was Kate for sure. I imagined Cyndi's tongue lapping her, driving into her vagina, circling her clit. "Oh yes! Don'tstopdon'tstopdon'tstop!" I slipped the hard noodles into the steaming liquid. "YESYESYESYES! Ahhhh!" I needed to ignore them and concentrate on dinner. Her vocalizations turned to wordless cries of joy. My resolve softened as my penis hardened. Her cries continued. I set the timer. Again she cried out. I grabbed a pan and can of tomato sauce. Her orgasm continued. Can opener. Shrieks of bliss. Laughter. "Stop! Stop! Too much!"

I stared up the stairs. There was another 20 minutes of work before the pan would be in the oven. It was okay. This was their time. Plus they had locked the door. I turned back to the counter.

Cyndi's Story

I wriggled out from between Kate's thighs and crawled up her body to kiss her, my face still glistening with her juices. She returned my kiss with passion, tasting herself on my lips. I rolled us onto our sides, holding her mouth against mine, my fingers tangled in her hair. We held each other, bodies clasped together, lips caressing lips, while she recovered.

"Good?" I asked, when she could breathe again.

"Mmm," she sighed. She flopped onto her back with one knee in the air. "I want to do that again."

"Already?"

"Not now, silly!" she said. "I mean sometime. That was amazing. You're amazing." She turned to smile at me. "Wow."

"Better than Jacob?" I asked teasingly.

"You can't make me compare!"

"But you are comparing in your mind, aren't you?"

She laughed. "How did you know?"

"Ain't I a stinker?"

"Yes Bugs, you're terrible!" she replied. "But okay, if you must know." She thought a moment. "Maybe? Different, for sure. Definitely the longest orgasm I've had, so that's nice. I do like having his cock inside me though."

"So you still like churros after all? Told you not to worry."

Her eyes were shining. "Guess you did. Thank you. I love you, Cyn."

"And I love you, KDK. Are you ready to try the bread pudding?"

She nodded. "Yes."

"I promise you'll love it." I rolled onto my back, spread my legs, and raised my knees. "Lick my pussy, baby!"

She positioned herself between my thighs. For a moment she sat there staring. I imagined the scene in front of her. My light brown pubic hair, short and curly, a neatly cropped triangle pointing the way to my pussy. Puffy outer lips swelling between the soft flesh of my inner thighs, delicate inner labia peering out from between them. The crinkly knot at the top where skin converged into a hood, shrouding the tiny bump I needed her to touch. I was ready for her to eat me.

"Wow," she said. "It's beautiful. It smells like... sex."

"One of my favorite things about a woman," I replied.

"Look how wet you are."

"That's from licking you," I answered. She gathered some of the juice on a finger and tasted it. "What do you think?" I asked.

"It's... good. I tasted you last night, remember?"

"Right." I was having trouble concentrating on anything but the ache between my legs. Her finger was tracing up and down my outer lips.

"What do I do with my legs?" she asked. "They're hanging off the bed."

"Oh, hang on, let me make some room" I leaned a couple pillows against the headboard and scooted up so she would fit on the bed. And so I could watch. "Is that better?"

"Yeah," she said, settling back in. "What do I do first?"

"Start slow." I was more than ready but I wanted to teach her well. This would not be the last time she went down on me. "Lick and touch around my pussy. On my thighs, the outer lips. Get the fire going. Same as when someone is doing you."

"You don't look like your fire needs much help," she said.

"Okay, yes, right now you could skip that. But I want you to pract--"

Her mouth was on my clit. Her tongue snaked out and pressed against the hood, making slow back and forth motions across it. "Or you can do that," I hissed between gasps. "We'll work on foreplay later." 

I did my best to instruct her. "Keep licking. Put your arms around my legs and grab my hips. Pet my belly. Don't forget to keep licking. Lower. Yes, right there. Grab my boob. Oh! Yes! You can pinch harder. Ahhh! Now the other one. Ohhh, so good. Suck on my clit. Harder. Even harder. Yeah, I like it like that. Drag your fingernails across my nipple. Oh! Yes!" I was squirming under her touch. I sensed an orgasm lurking in the shadows.

"You can lick my clit directly," I said.

She pulled away to look at me. "Really? It's not too much?"

"No!" I said, frustrated. "I love a tongue right on there." I grabbed her head with my hands and shoved it back onto my pussy. She kept looking at me as she licked up and down right across my clit. "Yes, like that! Keep looking at me. God you're beautiful with your head between my legs. Lick me, baby. Yes. YesYesYes. Ahhhh!" I cried out as she released my orgasm. I held her there, staring into her eyes as her tongue stroked my bud. My legs quivered, my head fell back and my back arched, her hand still cradling my boob.

"Okay, now stop. Stop" I pushed her away.

"That was quick," she said. "I could do that every day!"

"Good," I said, "because we're just getting started."

"You want a second one?"

"A second one?" I said. "Baby, you're gonna give me a dozen more." Her eyes grew wide. "Okay," I admitted. "Maybe not an actual dozen, but I've got several more on deck here if you want to keep going."

"Okay then, what next?"

"Well, start with more of the same, for one. Fingers and tongue together, for another. And you haven't even touched my other hole." She was smiling, warming to the ideas. "But first, let me teach you about toes."

Jacob's Story

I was finishing the top layer of the lasagna when Kate emerged from the bedroom. She was naked, her hair was a tangled mess, and her face was glistening. I had lost count of Cyndi's audible orgasms around four or five.

"Hi!" She said, wrapping her arms around me and planting a kiss on my lips.

"Hi! You smell delicious. Is that Cyndi's pussy I taste?"

She grinned. "Would you like to join us?"

"Actually, I wouuuuld," I said, drawing it out as long as I could.

"Daveed Diggs is turning in his grave," she replied, rolling her eyes.

"And he's not even dead!"

"C'mon then, we're both waiting for you," she urged. Oh boy, both! The front of my sweatpants was tenting already. Maybe I should have put on some underpants. What if she noticed?

"Nice hard-on you've got," she noticed as I slid the pan into the oven and set the timer. "I'd hate for it to go to waste."

I pressed it against her waist, and waited to see if she got it. She smacked my butt. Good, she got it.

"Come on!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me away as I set the timer.  

"We have an hour before dinner," I said as she dragged me up the stairs. Apparently I needn't have worried about her only wanting Cyndi now. She hadn't been this hungry for sex since college. Assuming it was sex she wanted. "Hey, you're going to fuck me, right? Not, like, turn into a giant praying mantis and deposit your eggs in me?" 

"Maybe neither." I followed dutifully. Whatever she had in mind, I was planning to enjoy it.

Cyndi was on the bed, leaning against the headboard with her legs slightly apart. I realized I hadn't seen her pussy clearly yet. We still had so much to learn about each other. Her soft curly bush was neatly trimmed, and below it I caught a glimpse of her inner lips peeking out. I noticed myself staring and quickly shifted my gaze to her face.

"This better?" She spread her legs wide. Her outer lips parted, revealing her inner labia, shiny and tempting.

"Your pussy is gorgeous," I said.

"Oh, you like her pussy, do you? And didn't you see it yesterday?" Kate asked.

"No," I said. "I only put my hand in her pants. And yes, I do like her cute little labia."

"Mine too fleshy for you?" she pouted.

"I love 'em all!" I insisted. "Like boobs. Small and perky, big and heavy, they're all delicious." I hoped I had rescued myself.

"So whose boobs do you like better?"

I kept digging. "Fine. I like your boobs better, and Cyndi's labia. Your ass, Cyndi's left earlobe. And your right nipple is definitely the best of all six of 'em between us." She yanked down my sweatpants, pulled my shirt over my head and shoved me onto the bed.

She arranged Cyndi and herself on either side of me, ran her hand over my chest and kissed my cheek. "I hope you didn't mind us having some private time. We'll make it up to you now."

"It wasn't that private," I noted. "From the sound of it, you both came... Well, pretty much continuously the whole time!"

"Oh it was so good," she answered. "Now it's your turn."

"What do you have planned?" I asked.

"Nothing. We're gonna make it up as we go along," she replied.

"Jazz sex!" I said. "Like in Chicago!"

Cyndi sat up. "We should blindfold him! Hey Jacob, you wanna be blindfolded?"

The idea was intriguing, but honestly for my first threesome I wanted to see what they were doing.  

"Okay, that's fine too," Cyndi said when I explained. "Here, lean against these pillows"

I was half-sitting against the headboard, Cyndi on my left and Kate on my right. Kate was tracing paths on my chest with her fingernails, and Cyndi was doing the same on my thigh, my penis pulsing toward full hardness. It twitched an extra time when Kate scraped across my nipple. I reached for hers, but she pushed my hand away. "This is for you, baby. You lie here and let us do everything."

I couldn't believe the situation. Naked in bed with my two favorite women touching every part of me. Cyndi ran her fingers up and down my inner thighs, lightly brushing my scrotum with the back of her hand. Kate's fingers brushed my neck as she leaned in to nibble my ear. Cyndi pinched my nipple as her teeth worked lightly on my other ear, her soft breasts pressing into my side. I watched her firm nipple slide across my skin as she moved. "Your tits are amazing," I told her.

She answered by sliding upward, turning my head, and pressing her boob against my face. I adjusted and sucked her nipple into my mouth. I nibbled it gently, sucking and licking as her hand slid up to my belly and brushed across my penis.  

She let go of my ear and looked across at Kate, who slid her hand down my chest, over my hip, and around to my balls, lightly tickling the hairs on my scrotum. Cyndi removed her boob from my mouth and scooted down. She ran a finger down my penis, making it twitch. "He does have a nice cock. You're a lucky girl."

"And now you are too," Kate replied.

I felt more fingers on my shaft, and realized I was staring at the ceiling, head lolled back in pleasure. I returned my gaze to the sight in front of me. Kate was sitting up, her small breasts perky and firm, nipples as hard as my penis. One hand was stroking the base of my cock, one fondling my balls. Cyndi was lying beside me, boobs pressed into my side, fingers lightly brushing my tip. A drop of precum oozed out. She spread it around the head and over my frenulum, making me jerk involuntarily.  

The teasing continued, light touches and gentle, slow strokes, for what felt like hours. More precum, more caresses, my penis stiff and ready for more but enjoying the sensations too much to stop.

Kate lay down, curling up next to me with her head on my belly, blocking my view. "Here, taste this," Cyndi said as she ran her finger up my cock, squeezing out more liquid. I felt a tongue touch my penis, warm and soft. Then lips, kissing the tip.  

"Mmm, I do like precum," Kate said. "Salty and slippery. Seems like more than usual."

"It's a special occasion I guess," Cyndi replied. "Enjoy it!"

Kate returned her mouth to my cock, drawing circles around the head with her tongue. I quivered each time it ran across the frenulum. "I don't think I'm going to last long," I warned.

"I hoped after that shower you'd have some stamina," Cyndi joked.

"I listened to a good audio porno between then and now," I pointed out. Kate took me as deep as she could. "Yeah, definitely won't be long."

Kate sucked me slowly, up and down, both hands working me at the same time. "Massage him below the balls," Cyndi said, placing her hand over Kate's and showing her what she had done the night before.  

"Yes, like that!" I exclaimed, as Kate fell into a rhythm. "It's like a part of my dick that's inside my body."

"It's one way to massage your prostate," Cyndi explained.  

"Are there others?" I asked devilishly.

"We'll get to that in a minute."

Kate continued sucking me with agonizing slowness. My hips thrust up to meet her, but she had full control of how fast things were going. Cyndi got up to get something from her bag, giving me a view of her perfect naked ass, her cheeks curving beautifully down into those solid thighs. She spread her legs before bending over, giving me another view of her delicious pussy lips. I imagined my tongue between them, as Kate's mouth continued up and down on my erection.

"Put this knee up," Kate said when she returned to the bed with a bottle. I obliged. "A little this way. Okay, perfect." Her hand joined Kate's between my thighs, then slipped further down, skimming across my anus. "Might be cold for a sec." She squeezed the bottle, and I felt a cool liquid running down my skin. Her finger snuck upward to gather some, then back to my asshole, slippery and warm. Kate stopped to watch. "Keep sucking, KDK. You're doing great! And keep massaging him there."

Kate's mouth was back on my cock, rising and falling, the tempo slowly increasing, as Cyndi slipped her finger into my ass. "Relax and let it in." This was not the timid playing she did in the shower. I felt my sphincter opening as her finger slowly penetrated me. "Good?"

"Yes," I answered. How could it not be? I couldn't see what was happening, but I could feel all four hands and Kate's mouth working their magic on me, bringing me closer to the brink. And I could see Cyndi's beautiful face watching me as she slid deeper into my ass. Slowly, gently, to a second restriction.  

"Push like you're trying to poop," she said. I did, and her finger slipped through the gate.  

"Oh, that feels really good," I said.

"The real fun is about to begin." I felt her press against my insides, sliding back and forth in a way that felt odd but unexpectedly stimulating.

"Oh! Oh yeah."

"Feels good?"

"Yes!" I said. "And getting better. Oh Kate, keep sucking, this is amazing. I'm not going to last much longer. I'm gonna come."

Without warning, Kate pulled off and Cyndi slipped my cock into her mouth. Kate kept massaging, Cyndi keeping time with her finger and her mouth, Kate adding a counter-rhythm at the base of my cock with her fingers, speeding up as they sucked and stroked.

A glow began deep inside, starting with Cyndi's finger in my ass, tingling outward to Kate's fingers and my balls, strengthening as it passed her grip around my shaft, erupting out the end of my pulsating cock into Cyndi's mouth. Hands and lips kept moving, stroking, stoking my orgasm. Cyndi making humming sounds as I poured myself into her mouth, Kate urging me on, staring into my eyes. "Yes baby, come in her mouth. Fill her with your juice!" Tremors bouncing through my body, every muscle shaking, my hips lifting off the bed, thrusting myself deep in Cyndi's mouth, over and over, her lips tight against my cock. Pulsing, swallowing, pulsing again, then once more.

After she finished draining me she slowly and gently removed her finger, and we cuddled together for a long time. Cyndi's head on my belly, lightly suckling my spent penis, Kate lying across me, my head in her hands and her lips on mine.  

"Thank you both," I said when the kiss ended. "That was worth the wait."

"Thank you for finishing him Cyn," Kate said. "It was... hot. I nearly came watching you."

"Next time finger yourself and maybe you will," Cyndi replied. "And I still think I can teach you to like the cum."

"Next time?" I asked hopefully.

"Yes, next time. If you want it," Cyndi said.

"Definitely," Kate added. I couldn't believe how lucky I was.

"Well, this time we should clean up. Dinner is probably almost ready," I said. "If you haven't had enough to eat."

Cyndi laughed. "Don't get a big head. It was a lot, but not as much as last night."

"If we keep emptying his balls like this maybe he'll only come a normal amount," Kate said.

"Well, you do what you need to do," I said. "Right now I've got to make sure the lasagna doesn't burn."

Kate's Story

Cyndi and I lay in each other's arms on the bed for a long time after Jacob left. I basked in the feeling, snuggling and kissing her, stroking her hair, feeling her fingers in mine, enjoying her smell, the feel of her breath on my lips, the sight of her eyes looking into mine. After all the orgasms we had given each other, jointly sucking Jacob to his own made me feel as close to her as I have ever felt to anyone. My heart was overflowing with tenderness and desire for her. It felt like falling in love again. We got up when Jacob called that the food was ready.

Dinner was another long tease. Cyndi wore her "pajamas" from the previous night, leaving most of her uncovered and her nipples poking through the material. I was wearing one of Jacob's button-down shirts and nothing else, with the top three buttons undone. Jacob had put on a thrift store silk smoking coat we had bought for some long ago costume party. Also with nothing underneath. The meal was punctuated with nipple slips, sideboob, and accidental penis exposures. I noticed Jacob was semi-hard, and by the end of the meal it was difficult to think of anything other than him inside me.

We collectively agreed to skip watching any more movies, instead returning to the bedroom after cleaning the dishes. We sat cross-legged on the bed, facing each other as we had at lunch. I tried to keep my eyes off the tempting morsels between Jacob and Cyndi's legs, for politeness' sake, but I noticed both of them glancing down often to where I had arranged my shirttails to leave my vulva half-exposed.  

"We need to talk about where this is going," Cyndi said during a moment when all our eyes were up. "What do we all want from this relationship, what do we not want, and how do we continue." Jacob and I nodded agreement. "Good. Let's start with what we like. Kate, you go first."

I took a breath. "Okay. Well, First, I guess, thank you for showing me about women. Sex with women. It was always something that, I don't know, was fine, and I knew you did it, but it was... I guess it was all abstract, you know. Something other people did. And I've always thought of myself as totally open minded about it, but... I feel like I understand better now."

"Not worried you'll turn out to be a lesbian any more?" Cyndi asked.

"No," I said, glancing at Jacob's crotch. He kindly brushed his coat out of the way so I could see his cock. The sight made my heart beat faster. "Definitely no chance of that."

"Anything else?"

"Well... You think I'm an exhibitionist, huh?" I said.

"What do you think?" she asked in reply.

"Maybe. I guess we'll have to see how that plays out in the future."

"Oh we'll do that, for sure," she said, smiling. "If you have a kink we're gonna find it!"

"Okay, well thanks, I guess. No, I mean thanks for sure! I like how you've opened me up."

"Oh she opened you up alright," Jacob smirked. We ignored him.

"And same here," Cyndi said. "I had forgotten how much of a slut I can be."

"Really?" Jacob and I asked in unison.

"Yes," she laughed. "Really. You don't think I've had no opportunities in the last year, do you?"

"I figured you weren't interested after The Last Guy," I replied.

"Well yes. But I went so long saying no that I almost forgot how much fun good sex is. You guys have reminded me."

"So you gonna get out there and find some good guys?" I asked.

"Or girls! Or maybe just you guys for a while. If that's okay?"

Jacob nodded vigorously.

"I agree, for what it's worth," I added, giggling.

"See? That kind of enthusiasm is what I need," she said. She put her hands on our knees and squeezed. "I really do love both of you. Okay, what about you, Jacob? What do you like about this situation, if anything?"

"If anything? Oh, nothing much. Seems okay." She punched him in the arm. "I mean, your blowjobs are amazing, and I love the way you play with my ass. But... I think the biggest turn-on for me so far is imagining what else you still have to teach us."

"Aww, thanks," she said. "Plenty more to learn. More than we can fit into tomorrow, for sure. Which brings up where we want this to go, and what worries we have. I can start. My biggest worry is I'll eventually make things uncomfortable or awkward, and be a third wheel. Or worse, mess things up between you two."

"I don't think that'll happen," I said.

"No, not now, when everything is new and exciting. And to tell the truth I think you guys have the right approach and it'll be fine. As long as we keep communicating. Another thing is... Well. Okay, I love you both, and I want to keep having sex with you, but what happens when... if I do find someone else? I don't want to let you guys down."

"Oh Cyn, that'll be fine. Jacob and I have each other, and you'll still be our friend no matter what," I said. "The whole point of this weekend was to make you happy. We always want that."

"Thanks. I promise to let you know whenever there's anyone else in my life, if you'll promise to tell me if your feelings change. Deal?"

"Deal!" we both said.

"Okay! So, Kate. What are your worries?"

I thought for a minute. "I guess there's still a gremlin in the back of my brain that wonders if Jacob will, I don't know, think less of me for liking women. Or for being an exhibitionist, if that's what I am." 

"Are you kidding?" he piped up. "The thought of you licking Cyndi's pussy makes me hard. I'll probably come instantly if you let me watch! No, I like it better that you've accepted it. Wait! Cyndi, has she accepted it now?"

Cyndi licked her lips and gave a thumbs-up.

"Baby, please don't worry about me. I'm thrilled that you like women now. That you admit you like women now. And the same if you do like exposing yourself, or doing it in the open, or whatever we figure out that is."

"Even if you don't?"

"I don't have to do everything you do. Plus I get the feeling Cyndi would be happy to join you in that. Right, Cyn?"

"You figured me out!"

"Maybe partly," he replied.

"Also, it makes me fuzzy inside that you called me Cyn," she added. He blushed. "Okay J, what are your worries?"

"Oh," I said. "You calling him J makes me warm and fuzzy. Sorry. Go on, J."

"Should I start calling you KDK?" he asked.

"I don't know," I started, then turned it over in my head. "I think... Yes. Yes, I would like that."

"Okay!" he replied. "Hey okay, KDK!"

I laughed. "Anyway, my worry is you'll be so good in bed that I don't satisfy her any more," he continued.

"You don't have--"

He interrupted me. "I know, I know, you've said that's not a concern. It's not logical I agree. It's just, every time we try something new she's like some kind of world champion, and it makes me worry."

"I know," I said. "And I know no amount of telling you will convince you." I thought a moment, and a twinkle came to my eyes. "I'll just have to keep showing you." I reached for his crotch. His penis was soft but bulging.

"Oh," he said, smiling.

"Cause I really need this in my pussy right now. Can you get hard after all you've been through?"

"I'm happy to help, if needed," Cyndi piped up. I felt him start to grow.

"Oh, what's happening here?" I asked coquettishly, staring at his rising cock.

"Find out and fuck around," he said.  

I laughed. "Would you like to help?" I asked Cyndi. She pulled off her top and placed his hand on her breast, then reached down and added her hand to mine. My penis grew as they stroked it. "Feels like you've had enough of a rest after all."

"Well I wouldn't want to fuck you half-hardedly," he said.  

"You're pushing your luck, mister!" I laughed, wrestling his housecoat off him. "Anyway it looks like you're fully harded. Now get over here and fuck me!" I unbuttoned the last two buttons on my shirt and lay back on the bed.  

"I wanna try something," he said. "Rub your clit while I fuck you."

"I have a better idea," I replied. "Come sit over here, Cyn." She scooted over next to my side. "Take off your shorts," I added.

She slipped them off her legs, then sat next to me, waiting for instruction. I took her hand and placed it on my clit. She smiled.  

"Even better!" Jacob said, positioning himself between my legs. "Move your knee a little, Cyn. I need to put my arm here. Yeah, like that." He lubricated the tip of his cock up and down the length of my moist slit, and positioned it at the opening, looking into my eyes. "Will you forgive me if I stare at her pussy while I'm fucking you?"

"Just fuck me!" I ordered.

"Yes ma'am," he said as he slid into me. My eyes closed in pleasure as he penetrated my vagina, filling me with his warm solid flesh. He held there, deep inside, his stiffness melting me with desire and love. Cyndi set up a slow, even back and forth on my clit, and Jacob matched her rhythm inside me. In and out, back and forth, in time with Cyndi's fingers, his eyes locked on mine, his flesh in mine. I was his. I turned to Cyndi, flushing as she stared into my soul, her fingers stroking me, coaxing me toward another orgasm. I was hers. The realization of how much they both meant, how much they cared for me, enveloped me like a warm blanket.

"Keep doing that. Don't change anything!" I whispered as they softly rocked me. Fingers of heat spread outwards from the fingers on my clit. Ripples of joy ricocheted from my pussy to my breasts to my fingers and back to my center. The heat grew, inching toward ecstasy. "Harder." I concentrated on the cock sliding in and out, then the fingers moving back and forth. Cock. Fingers. Cock. Fingers. Thrusting deeper, pressing more firmly, holding tempo. Deep inside, contractions started. Sensations grew, tingling through me. My muscles tensed. "Like that. Right there! Yesyesyes!" 

I came. Whimpering, my legs twitching, wrapped in bliss. Jacob and Cyndi still stroking, steady and firm, clouds of joy billowing through me. His penis driving into my pussy, her fingers urging more quivers from my body. Twitching and moaning, the orgasm continued, slow and languorous. A moment of calm, the feeling draining. A tweak from Cyndi's fingers, and another round of contractions. Another thrust, another wave. Jacob grinning as he realized the power he had. Every time it was over, it wasn't. Another tweak, another thrust, another wave of pleasure. Finally we were still.

Eventually I calmed enough to catch my breath. Jacob rested on me, his cock still hard and hot inside me, his body trapping Cyndi's hand against my mound. Her fingers wiggled occasionally, sending more delicate sparks through me.

Jacob lifted his head and smiled at me with a look of pure love.

"Again!" I said.