Weston Street

"Thanks Jack. The new wireframe looks good. How long do you think it will take to get a mock up ready for review?" Dave said.

"I've got a deadline for that plumbing company's site Wednesday next week, so can get properly stuck into it afterwards." I thought for a moment. "Give me til Friday week after?"

He nodded. "Sounds good."

"Feel free to keep sending notes through til Wednesday then."

He put on a fake wounded look. "What? Me, second thoughts and last minute adjustments? Come on."

I laughed at him. "Exactly."

"Maybe a few. Hey, what are you up to on Saturday night? I've got two new housemates in the past month, we're doing a house warming."

I got on well with Dave. He'd been a client for a while, and we had a few social catch ups. He'd also helped me get a decent client contract a couple weeks earlier, so I figured I should go and show my face for an hour or two.

It was one of those standard inner-north Melbourne setups where forty or fifty people get packed into a narrow terrace house. I showed up about 8 and it was still reasonably quiet. Ended up chatting to Dave for the first half hour or so.

"Jack, this is Colin, Colin, Jack." Dave said, introducing me to one of the new housemates.

I shook his hand. Colin looked about twenty.

"Colin went to school with my younger sister's friend's brother. I think?" Dave looked at Colin.

"Close enough man, yeah."

We made a bit of small talk and he seemed nice enough. After he left to greet a mate who showed up I looked at Dave with a raised eyebrow.

"Bit younger than I expected."

"Yeah, we had some properly weird applicants this time around though. One of them offered to use crystals to fix some aura she saw around me. On the spot."

I snorted. "I thought you'd been looking a bit clogged up recently."

"Still am I guess, given I turned down the offer."

After a bit Dave excused himself to catch up with some of his uni mates. I spent the next few minutes minutes aimlessly wandering, before I ended up standing in the kitchen. The laminate counter near the back door was covered in empty beer boxes and sticky ring marks.

I was near the sink trying to pry a cap off a bottle of beer with the edge of a spoon.

Standing right next to the fridge was Chloe. She must have been Colin's friend, or something, she looked about that age. She was short--maybe five-three--with dark hair cut right at her jaw, a faded Sonic Youth t-shirt that was way too big for her, and a small silver ring in her nose. She had a can of cider in her hand and was just shifting from foot to foot, looking around the room.

I finally popped the cap off my bottle and took a sip. "It feels about forty degrees in here," I said to her.

She looked over, caught off guard, and let out a quick, nervous laugh. "Yeah. I think someone turned the heater on in the hall."

"Wouldn't put it past Dave," I said. "He hates being cold." I was trying not to stare. She was incredibly alluring.

"Is this his place?" she asked. She kept picking at the edge of the label on her cider can with her thumbnail. Her face was really expressive. Every time someone pushed past us in the narrow gap between the counter and the fridge, her shoulders would tense up a little.

"Yeah. Well, he's one of the longstanding residents at least," I said. "I'm Jack, by the way."

"Chloe," she said. She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and looked toward the back doorway. "I came here with my friend from uni, but she walked off into the yard with some guy like half an hour ago and I don't really know anyone else here."

"Rude. Now you're stuck here," I said.

"Yeah. I'm trying to figure out how long I give her to try and hook up before bailing," she said, leaning her back against the laminate cupboard. She seemed to relax slightly, but she was biting her lower lip.

Then another girl showed up, walking to the fridge with a glass in her hand.

Maya looked about the same age as Chloe. She was tall--about five-ten--slender, wearing a black singlet under a heavy corduroy jacket, with very dark hair pulled up in a long ponytail and sharp features.

She reached past Chloe to open the freezer and get ice and her elbow clipped Chloe's shoulder.

"Sorry," Maya said. Her voice was low and quiet.

"Oh, no, you're fine," Chloe said, quickly pulling her arms in close to her body. "I'm just standing in the way."

Maya dropped the ice in her cup, looking down at Chloe for a second. Maya had these dark, intense eyes with thick eyeliner. "You're not in the way. There's just nowhere to move."

"Yeah," Chloe said. "It's packed."

"I'm Maya," she said, nodding once toward Chloe, then looking at me.

"Jack," I said.

Maya filled her glass with the can of vodka lemonade she'd pulled from a pocket, and stood there against the counter opposite us.

The contrast between them was striking. Chloe was all nervous energy, constantly moving her hands, shifting her weight. Maya was completely still, holding her glass, watching the room with a dry, guarded look.

Maya looked at Chloe's shirt. "Sonic Youth."

Chloe looked down at her chest, then back up, flushing red instantly. "Yeah. My older brother gave it to me."

"It's a good album," Maya said simply, taking a sip of her vodka.

Chloe blinked, looking a bit surprised that Maya wasn't taking a piss out of her. "Oh. Yeah. I like it a lot."

"Are you at uni?" Maya asked.

"Yeah, RMIT," Chloe said. "First year. Media."

"Melbourne Uni," Maya said. "Arts."

"Right," Chloe said. She took a drink of her cider, then looked up at Maya through her fringe. "Do you live around here?"

"Fitzroy," Maya said. "In a flat with two girls I barely talk to."

"I'm in Carlton," Chloe said. "Student housing. It's tiny."

I stood between them, taking a drink of my beer, just listening to them navigate that weird first-minute small talk. Thinking back, I think maybe because I'm a bit older and wasn't actively trying to hit on either of them right off the bat, it took the pressure off. Though I could feel this... undercurrent of something even that early on.

Maya looked over at me. "I'm guessing you're here through Dave?"

"Met him through work a couple years ago," I said. "I do freelance web design. He hooked me up with a job recently so seemed I should put in an appearance tonight."

"Oh a grown up enters the chat," Maya said, her mouth twitching into a small, dry smile. "Must be nice."

"It has its moments," I said. "Mostly it just means I sit at a screen all day."

Chloe looked up at me. "I hate sitting at desks. I can't stay still for more than twenty minutes."

"I noticed," Maya said quietly, looking directly at Chloe.

Chloe looked over at Maya, her cheeks going slightly pink again. She didn't say anything back to that, just giggled a little and looked down at her shoes. But she didn't move away. If anything, she stepped a little closer to the bench where Maya was leaning.

By eleven o'clock, the party had shifted into that late-night phase where everyone was a bit drunker and louder. Someone had dragged the couch in the lounge room back against the wall to make space for people to stand around and move to the music. The house was really jumping.

The three of us had left the kitchen and headed into the yard for a bit despite the night's chill. I'm not really sure how it happened but through some kind of unspoken agreement we'd formed a unit for the party. Chloe's friend was on a bench off to the side making out with some guy, and Maya's friends were all in the lounge dancing. And I only knew Dave, who threw me a lecherous look at one stage but was otherwise occupied.

We just... really hit it off. Underneath the nervous energy, Chloe was fun. She came out of her shell and her and Maya spent a good half hour passing snide commentary on the interactions around us.

"That's your friend over there right?" Maya gestured at Chloe's friend in the lap of some guy.

"Unfortunately. That guy is the reason she dragged me here tonight."

"Looks like she's getting a crash course in what it's like to kiss a washing machine."

We laughed. Pretty accurate assessment from what I could see, the guy had his mouth wide open and seemed to be swishing his tongue around like he was trying to scoop something out.

"When do you think he last washed his hair?" I said, looking at Chloe.

"September three years ago." She smiled up at me, and raised her hand to my hair. "At least you seem to have the hygiene down pat."

I felt a thrill running down my back as her fingers caressed my head. "Or I can put on a good front at least. For all you know, I live in a hovel."

Maya patted her hand on my knee and squeezed a little. "Nice try grandpa. Bet you've got a mortgage and everything."

"If only my income as a web designer matched your imagination."

Chloe had dropped her hand, but left it resting on my shoulder. I could feel myself getting hard. These two women were incredibly sexy and I had not come to this party expecting to find myself sitting between two 19 year old babes. There was something almost territorial about how they were interacting.

"Right." Maya said, standing up and stretching. It showed off her long, lean body rather nicely. "Let's go dance."

Chloe and I looked at each other and shrugged.

The lounge room was dark, lit only by a cheap red lamp someone had put on a bookshelf in the corner. The bass from the Bluetooth speaker was heavy, vibrating through the floorboards.

We were jammed into a corner near a dead indoor plant. Chloe was standing right in front of me, swaying a little bit to the bass, holding her cider with both hands.

"Can you even hear anything over this?" Chloe asked, turning her head back toward me and shouting slightly over the music.

"Barely," I said, leaning down so she could hear. "It's pretty loud." I was dancing a bit too, but they'd shifted to hip hop the last couple of songs which wasn't really my jam.

She laughed, her shoulder brushing against my chest as she turned around again. She was moving with the music, but she kept looking past my left arm.

Maya was next to me on my left. She had her hands buried in the pockets of her oversized jacket, watching Chloe, while she swayed and shuffled her feet.

Every time Chloe turned or moved, Maya's eyes were right on her. She wasn't hiding it at all. And every few seconds, Chloe would look over at Maya, catch Maya looking at her, get flustered, look away, and then look right back a moment later.

The crowd in the room surged a bit as a group of people tried to squeeze past toward the hallway. A guy backed into Maya, forcing her to step right into my side.

"Sorry," Maya said into my shoulder.

"You're right," I said, putting my hand against the wall behind Chloe to keep the crowd from pushing her over.

Maya stayed close. She didn't back off even when the gap opened up again. She reached out and rested her hand lightly on my hip to keep her balance in the tight space. I could feel the light pressure of her fingers through my shirt. She kept dancing, and we were swaying together. I put my hand on her hip as well, feeling the slightness of her waist underneath the singlet.

But she wasn't looking at me. She was looking right over my chest at Chloe, who was standing so close to us.

Chloe looked down at Maya's hand resting on my side, then looked up into Maya's face. The red light from the lamp was hitting the side of Maya's jaw, making her dark eyes look completely unreadable.

Chloe took a breath, her tongue running over her top lip, her body swaying just enough that her chest brushed lightly against my sweater as she moved to the beat.

"It is way too hot in here," Chloe said quietly, looking right at Maya now, completely ignoring the noise around us.

"Yeah," Maya said, her voice almost lost under the bass. "It is."

Maya didn't move her hand from my hip. Chloe didn't step back. I was in the middle of them, feeling the quiet, heavy tension building up between all three of us in the jostling crowd.

Chloe leaned into me a bit more, her head almost touching my chest. I shifted my right arm from the wall and slid it casually around her waist to keep her steady as a couple of drunk guys pushed past us toward the hallway. She didn't pull away at all. She just relaxed right into my side, her hip resting against my leg.

Maya watched my hand settle on Chloe's waist. Her own hand was still on my hip, hand pressed tightly. Up close under the red lamp, I could see a tiny muscle working in her jaw. She wasn't nearly as aloof as she was trying to project. Her breath was a little short, her chest rising and falling against her dark singlet.

"So where do you actually live, Jack?" Maya asked. She had to raise her voice slightly over the bass, but she kept her eyes locked on mine.

"Just down near the station," I said. "About a ten-minute walk."

"Is it nice?" she asked.

"Well, it's way quieter than this," I said. "It's an apartment above a converted warehouse. Plenty of space, high ceilings."

Chloe turned her head, looking up at me, then darting a quick glance sideways at Maya. "Can we go there?" she blurted out. She bit her lower lip immediately after saying it, like she was surprised at her own directness, but her eyes were wide and bright.

Maya didn't answer straight away. She swallowed, adjusting the heavy collar of her coat with her free hand. For all her dry posture, there was a visible flicker of nervousness in her eyes before she smoothed it over. "Yeah," she said quietly. "Let's get out of here."

Just then, another wave of people tried to shove past us to get to the back door. Someone bumped hard into Maya's back, knocking her off balance. I reached out with my left arm and caught her, pulling her in close so my arm wrapped around her back to keep her upright.

For a few seconds, I was standing in the dark corner of that lounge room with my arms around both of them--Chloe tucked under my right side, Maya pulled tight against my left. Nobody moved to pull away. Maya's hand moved from my hip to rest on my chest, and Chloe tilted her head up, looking between me and Maya with a soft, flushed look on her face.

Maya cleared her throat, stepping back slightly as the crowd cleared. "Lead the way, grandpa" she said.

They didn't stop to say goodbye to anyone. We squeezed through the kitchen and slipped out the back door into the narrow lane behind the house. The cool night air was a refreshing change after that stuffy house.

They fell into step right beside me. I walked in the middle with my hands shoved into my jacket pockets. Chloe tucked herself close to my right side to cut the wind, her elbow brushing mine as we walked. Maya walked on my left, her shoulder occasionally bumping against mine, her head down against the chill.

Nobody said a word for the first three blocks, a slightly awkward silence. Chloe kept sneaking glances past my chest at Maya, and every time Maya looked back, Chloe would catch her eye, get flustered, and look down at her boots with a tiny grin.

I felt my heart going faster than it should have been. I pulled my hand out of my pocket, where it got caught of course, then reached down to hold Chloe's hand. I did the same for Maya, slightly more smoothly. I felt Chloe squeeze my hand as she looked over at Maya.

We turned the corner onto my street. The yellow streetlights were reflecting off the wet bitumen.

"This is it," I said, stopping outside the brick front of my building.

Chloe looked up at the high arched windows on the second floor. "This is so cool," she muttered, her voice quiet in the empty street.

I pulled my keys out, the metal clicking against the brass lock. Maya stood on the step right behind me with Chloe alongside. I turned my head to look back at Maya while I worked the key, and for a second, her guarded expression dropped completely as she gave me a shy smile.

I pushed the heavy door open into the dark entry, and led them up the stairs. I looked back and my pulse skipped. They were holding hands.

"Pull up a seat," I said, taking their jackets to hang up. The room was still reasonably warm from the day: I was probably a bit modest when I downplayed my income earlier. I'd made sure when I renovated the place it got some decent insulation and glazing.

I had given them both a can of pale ale out of the fridge.

"Of fucking course you're a vinyl fiend Jack," Maya said.

I looked over, about to put a record on. "Why fight the cliche?"

Chloe was tucked up into the left corner, holding her beer with both hands. Maya was at the other end, leaning back against the armrest with her legs crossed at the ankles, trying to look completely unbothered. But I could see her thumb going back and forth over the rim of her can, scratching at the aluminium tab.

Chloe took a sip, set her drink down, and looked over at me, then at Maya.

"Have either of you actually done anything like this before?" she asked.

She didn't say it in a cool or coy way.

Maya looked down at her lap. Her whole aloof front cracked for a second. "No," she said. Her voice was pretty quiet. "Definitely not."

"Me neither," Chloe said. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and looked at her socks. "I was just standing in that kitchen feeling totally out of place. And then you walked up, Jack, and it was fun bitching about everyone at the party, and I don't know. I just wanted to see what would happen." She was babbling. They both looked over at me.

"What about you old man? Just another notch on your belt in the world of wild experiences?" Maya asked.

I sat back against the cushions. "No," I said, quietly. "To both never having done something like this, and to either of you being just a conquest." They both blushed.

Looking back, I think that was a tipping point. I'm sure the night would have gone on for 'wild experience' regardless, there was a momentum to things. It was the first time any of us had acknowledged out loud that magnetic spark which had grown over the last few hours, something beyond just a sexual attraction.

"But if you guys want to just drink a beer and hang out, that's completely fine. No pressure on anything."

Maya looked up at me then. The sharp edge to her gaze was completely gone. She just looked really attentive, watching my face to see if I was being straight with them.

"I don't want to just drink a beer," Chloe said softly.

She shifted her hips on the cushion and slid over so she was sitting right against my right side. Her knee bumped mine. She reached out and touched my wrist.

"Are you nervous?" she asked me.

"You think?" I said, laughing. "I'm trying not to be the creepy older guy here."

"You're not creepy." Chloe gave a tiny, quiet laugh. "You're quiet. It's nice. And 30 isn't quite old enough to be a grandpa anyway."

I felt Maya's hand on my knee. "Well, he's a cute one anyway."

I turned my head to look at Chloe. Up close, without the noise and bluster of a crowded party, she looked very young, but completely sure of what she wanted right then.

I reached out with my right hand and put it on the side of her neck, my thumb resting near her jaw. Her skin was warm, soft. She didn't flinch or pull back. She just let out a quiet breath and leaned her face into my palm.

I leaned in and kissed her. Her lip gloss was slightly sticky, she tasted a little of the beer, though so did I. She put her hand on my chest, gripping my top, and pulled herself a little closer so her shoulder was pressed right against mine. We kissed for a few seconds, pulled back, and she looked at me with a little breathless grin, her face flushed red.

I turned to look at Maya.

Maya was sitting really close. One hand was still on my knee and I realised she'd been squeezing it while watching me kiss Chloe. She was watching us with this intense, unreadable look, her chest moving a little faster.

I stretched my left arm across the back of the couch and rested my hand around Maya's waist. I could feel how tight her muscles were.

"You alright there?" I asked her quietly.

"Yeah," Maya said. She swallowed, set her beer down on the floor by her feet, and uncrossed her legs. "Just... waiting my turn, I guess."

She said it with a tiny bit of her usual dry delivery, but her voice cracked slightly at the end.

"I didn't pick you for a patient one," I said.

Up close, Maya felt taller and a little more slender than Chloe, and when I put my hand behind her neck, her fingers immediately reached up and grabbed the hem of my t-shirt..

I leaned over and kissed Maya. Her mouth was direct, pressing firmly against mine, her hand gripping my t-shirt so tight I could feel the fabric pulling across my back. She was trying so hard to seem experienced and in control, but I could feel her heart hammering against her ribs where her chest touched my side.

When I pulled back a little, Maya stayed close, her forehead almost touching mine, her dark eyes open and looking right into mine. She let out a long, slow exhale that sounded like she'd been holding her breath since we walked through the front door.

Chloe leaned across my chest from the right, resting her chin on my shoulder, looking over at Maya.

"Ok." Chloe said quietly to her. "Is it weird I liked seeing you two kiss?"

Maya looked down at Chloe, then back at me, a genuine, quiet smile finally breaking across her face. "Shut up, Chloe," she muttered, but there was no bite to it at all.

Chloe leaned right across my lap and looked at Maya.

"Have you ever kissed another girl?" Chloe asked.

Maya looked down at her lap, her cheeks turning bright red. "No," she said. "Have you?"

"No," Chloe said, and then let out a nervous giggle, putting her hand over her mouth.

Maya cracked a small laugh too, looking flustered. "Shut up, don't laugh."

"I can't help it, I'm nervous," Chloe said.

She reached over my chest and put her hand on Maya's jaw. They both leaned in. It was clumsy at first. Chloe almost bumped Maya's nose, and they both giggled again against each other's mouths before they actually started kissing. Once they got into it, the giggling stopped. Maya reached out and grabbed the back of Chloe's head, pulling her in close. They were kissing properly, mouths open, making these soft little sounds in their throats.

I just sat back against the couch cushions, completely stunned. I kept thinking, what is happening right now? Two hours ago I was standing by a sticky bench at Dave's place, and now I had two girls kissing right over my lap.

"Take this off," Maya muttered, pulling at the fabric of Chloe's t-shirt.

Chloe grabbed the hem of her Sonic Youth t-shirt and yanked it over her head. Her dark hair got tangled over her face for a second, and she laughed while pulling it out of her mouth. She had a light cotton bra on. Her breasts were lovely handfuls.

Maya stopped and stared for a second, her chest moving fast. She reached out and put her bare palms on Chloe's ribs.

"You're lovely," Maya said softly. She reached around and undid the bra. Well, she tried to. "Oh for fucks sake. Jack, help me out?"

I laughed, and reached behind Chloe to undo the bra one handed.

"Show off," Maya muttered.

She leaned down and put her mouth right over Chloe's nipple, sucking on it. Chloe gasped, grabbing my shoulder so tight her nails dug into me. "Oh," she squeaked out, then let out another nervous laugh at how intense it felt.

"Your turn," Chloe panted, reaching for the bottom of Maya's singlet.

Maya pulled her singlet off over her head and tossed it onto the floor. Maya was built totally different. She was tall, really slender, with her collarbones sticking out and a very small, flat chest. She looked shy for a second, holding her arms close to her body, but as I ran my hands up their backs, feeling their skin, Chloe reached out and pulled Maya's waist right up against hers.

The next moment we were all trying to get our pants off at the same time on a medium-sized couch, and it was pretty awkward. Chloe got her heel stuck in the leg of her jeans and almost slipped off the cushion, which made us all laugh, I helped her tug it off her foot while Maya kissed me.

Maya kicked her tight jeans off, leaving her in just her black undies. Chloe whistled and teasingly slapped at her butt. I unbuttoned my jeans, shoved them down with my jocks, and kicked them away onto the rug.

When my dick popped out, both of them laughed.

Chloe's eyes went wide. She stopped moving for a moment. "Holy shit," she whispered.

Maya sat up on her knees, staring down between my legs with her mouth slightly open. "That's... Jesus. And you want to stick that in me, Jack?"

"I was aiming for something a little more sensual, but um. Yeah, that'll do for a plan." I said. I don't think I came across as nonchalant as I was aiming for.

Maya reached out a slightly shaky hand and touched the head of my cock with her thumb, before her long fingers wrapped around the shaft. Chloe crawled closer across my thighs, her bare chest pressing into my side, and put her hand right over Maya's. Both of them started stroking me together, looking up at me with this mix of excitement and shy disbelief.

"Okay," Chloe breathed out, her cheeks flushed bright red. "We need to go to the bed now."

We stumbled down to my bedroom, not even trying to keep our hands off each other along the way. My place is pretty open, so the bedroom is just a raised alcove off the main floor with a low king-sized platform bed, a raised half-wall around it.

Chloe peeled off her black undies first, tripping over her ankle and grabbing my shoulder to balance herself. We both laughed, and she kicked them toward the corner. Standing there completely naked in the soft amber light coming from the lamps, she looked unreal. She was short and lithe, slightly curved around her hips, and her breasts were incredible, high and firm on her chest. Her stomach was pale and smooth, her pubic hair a neat dark triangle.

Maya took her dark briefs down slower. She stepped out of them with her long legs, standing tall next to the mattress. Maya was lean and narrow. Her hip bones poked out slightly, her ribs visible under her pale skin when she breathed. Her breasts were tiny, barely filling my palm, with pale pink nipples that were hard from the air. She had dark hair down below, trimmed short. She looked intensely shy for about three seconds, holding her hand over her crotch, before catching me looking and straightening her back.

"Get on the bed," I said.

They both climbed up onto the grey sheets. It was funny watching them try to figure out how to arrange themselves. There was a second of awkward shuffling where Chloe bumped Maya's knee with her head and gasped out a quick sorry.

"Lie back," I told Chloe.

She laid her head back against my pillows, her face flushed red. Maya knelt beside her, resting on her knees, her long dark hair falling forward over her cheeks as she looked down at Chloe.

I knelt at the foot of the bed between their legs. Honestly, sitting there looking at both of them laid out on my sheets was mind-blowing. I felt like the luckiest bloke in Brunswick, but I wanted to make sure they both had a proper time. I didn't want to just jump in and make it all about me.

I reached up and placed my left hand flat on Chloe's warm, soft inner thigh, spreading her legs a bit wider. With my right hand, I touched Maya's butt.

"Kiss her," I told Maya.

Maya hesitated, suddenly a little shy. She nodded, then leaned over and pressed her mouth against Chloe's. They started kissing again, giggling a little and tentative.

I slid my fingers up Chloe's inner thigh. She was already slick and warm. When my middle finger found her and started rubbing slow, small circles, teasing along the outside, Chloe instantly broke the kiss with Maya, her head lifting up to look at me with a sharp groan.

"Oh. That's... really nice." Chloe said quietly, her hips pulsing slightly off the mattress.

Maya stayed right there, leaning down to bite gently at Chloe's neck and jawline while I kept working my fingers, slowly exploring her. I sped up the pace, using the wetness to circle her clit gently while sliding two fingers inside her. She was tight, her muscles pulsing around my hand right away.

"Maya," Chloe panted, her voice high and desperate. "Hold my hand."

Maya grabbed Chloe's fingers, lacing them together, watching Chloe's face with these wide, dark eyes. Chloe's thighs started trembling against my arm. Her breathing turned into short, ragged hitches, her toes curling tight into the sheets.

"Jack, don't stop," Chloe whined, her hips bucking up against my hand.

I kept the rhythm steady, pressing my thumb right against her clit while my fingers worked inside her. Five seconds later, Chloe went rigid, letting out a cute little squeal into the quiet room. Her body shook all over, her inner muscles clamping down tight on my fingers as her orgasm hit her. She hid her face in Maya's shoulder, making these tiny, muffled whimpering sounds while her body rode it out.

"I guess I was a little worked up," Chloe said, slightly embarrassed.

Maya was watching her with her mouth open, breathing fast, her own hand sliding down between her own legs. "You and me both babe."

I pulled my fingers out of Chloe and looked up at Maya. Her cheeks were bright red, her flat chest lifting with her shallow breaths, her knuckles white where she was holding Chloe's hand.

"Your turn," I said quietly.

Maya swallowed hard, nodding once. She shifted around and laid back on the pillows next to Chloe, her long legs opening up.

I crawled up between Maya's knees. Up close, Maya's face was completely raw. The sarcasm was totally gone. She looked vulnerable and eager, her hips twitching slightly on the mattress.

Chloe turned onto her side, leaning over Maya while propping her head up on her elbow, her flushed face glowing as she reached over to cup Maya's small breast, thumbing her nipple. Maya let out a low, shaky gasp at Chloe's touch.

I dipped my fingers down to Maya's opening. She was soaking wet, hot to the touch. I slid two fingers inside her while my thumb pressed onto her clit.

Maya's head flew back, her back arching right off the bed. "Fuck," she muttered, her low voice cracking.

She tried to keep quiet at first, pressing her lips together, but I didn't give her a chance to hold it in. I worked my fingers deeper, finding a firm, fast rhythm while Chloe leaned over and licked along Maya's collarbone. I lowered my mouth to Maya and began gently licking, tasting the tang of her juices. God she was sexy. Both of them were.

Maya's hand came down and grabbed my head, not to stop me, but pushing my face harder against her.

"Come on Maya," I heard Chloe whisper, in between playful, slightly shy kisses. "Let it go."

She let out a muffled, choked-off noise into their kiss as her long legs locked around my head, pulling me tight against her while her orgasm left her shuddering, half twisting into an embrace with Chloe.

When her legs finally let go of my head, her arm flopped back onto the mattress, her eyes half-closed, chest rising and falling like she'd just run a sprint.

Chloe leaned over Maya, kissing her cheek with a little grin. "I can't believe I just watched that," Chloe whispered.

Maya opened her eyes, looking up at the ceiling, a quiet laugh bubbling up out of her chest. She looked over at me, then down at my cock, which was still throbbing and rock hard.

She sat up again, breathless, pushing her fringe out of her eyes. Her face was bright red, her flat chest had a light sheen of sweat. She looked over at Chloe, who was sprawled out on her side next to her, looking totally dazed with a silly, wide grin on her face.

Chloe reached out and poked Maya's side. "You're really sexy when you come."

Maya swat Chloe's hand away, but she was smiling. "Yeah, well. You're pretty hot yourself." She snorted. "I cannot believe I said that. I've never wanted to kiss a girl before tonight."

I was sitting back against my pillows, my cock throbbing hard against my belly, watching them bantering like two flatmates who had just pulled off a ridiculous prank. The whole thing was surreal. I kept having these sudden bursts of internal disbelief. How did I end up with two gorgeous, nude nineteen-year-old girls giggling on my bed in the amber light.

Chloe turned her head and looked down between my legs. Her grin faded into this wide-eyed, slightly intimidated look. "So... what do we do with that?"

Maya looked down at it too. She swallowed, her dark eyes wide. "It really is quite big, Jack."

"I'm not going to break either of you," I said, trying to keep my tone light and reassuring. "We can take it as slow as you want."

"I want to try," Chloe said quickly. She sounded nervous, but there was this stubborn, excited edge to her voice. She scrambled up on her hands and knees, her perfect breasts shifting ever so slightly with the movement, incredibly firm. "Wait, how do we do this? Three people make this so awkward."

"Awkwardly sexy," Maya said, shifting sideways on the mattress. "Where do you want me?"

"Just sit right there," Chloe said, her cheek flushing.

Chloe climbed over my lap, her soft thighs straddling my hips. She reached down and grabbed my dick, her fingers barely meeting around the middle. She guided the head against her wet slit, wincing slightly at the initial touch, her bottom lip caught tight between her teeth.

"You need a condom, mate," Maya pointed out from the side, watching Chloe intently.

"Um, maybe." she said. "I'm on the pill though."

She looked at me. "I got tested a few weeks back. Haven't been with anyone for a while, so it should be safe.

She bit her lip. "Okay," Chloe whispered. She leaned forward, resting her hands flat on my collarbones, and slowly lowered herself down onto my shaft. Shit.

When the head stretched her open, she let out this tiny, sharp gasping noise and froze. Her eyes went huge, staring right into mine. "Oh, wow. That's... really full."

"You okay?" I asked, keeping my hands resting gently on her waist.

"Yeah," she breathed out, taking a slow breath. "Yeah. Just... give me a second."

Maya leaned in from the left, placing her hand on Chloe's butt, cupping and slowly stroking her. "You alright, Chloe?"

Chloe turned her head and looked at Maya. The nervous tension between them instantly snapped back into that electric, first-time frisson. Chloe reached out and ran her fingers over Maya's jaw, guiding Maya's face into hers. They started kissing again, this playful, slightly clumsy kiss over me.

As soon as their lips met, Chloe let out a soft groan and sank the rest of the way down onto my cock.

My head hit the headboard. She was so tight inside, her warm walls clamping around my length. I grunted, my hands digging into her hips, holding her steady as she started moving her hips in slow, small circles.

Maya didn't pull away from the kiss. She kept her mouth glued to Chloe's, her long fingers sliding up Chloe's side, cupping her breast and pinching her nipple softly. Chloe gasped into Maya's mouth, her body shuddering as she started riding up and down on me a little, setting a short, slow pace.

"Fuck, Chloe," I rasped out, setting a rhythm from underneath, thrusting up into her deep and steady.

"Maya, kiss my neck," Chloe panted, her voice trembling. "Kiss me."

Maya moved her mouth down to Chloe's throat, sucking on her pale skin while Chloe rode my dick. The sight of Maya's dark hair spilled over Chloe's chest while I buried myself deep inside Chloe was almost too much to handle. Chloe sped up.

After a couple minutes of hard, fast moving, Chloe's legs started shaking violently. She buried her face in Maya's shoulder, making these high, needy squeaking sounds as she came again, her inner muscles pulsing hard around my shaft.

She collapsed forward onto my chest, totally spent.

Maya looked down at Chloe, then looked at me. "My turn?" she asked quietly. "I'm on the pill too."

Chloe slid off me onto her side, completely limp, a huge, satisfied grin plastered on her face. "Good luck, Maya. It's massive."

Maya blushed bright red, but she didn't hesitate. She crawled over my lap, her long, lean legs stepping over mine. She guided my cock to her opening and slowly lowered herself down.

Maya was taller and narrower than Chloe. As she pushed down, a long, slow single sinking down, her forehead dropped against my chest, her fingers digging into my shoulders so hard her knuckles went white. She let out a long, shuddering groan as I filled her completely.

"Jesus," Maya panted into my neck. "You really are... huge."

I mean, I knew I was bigger than average. I both didn't get tired of hearing it, alongside always feeling a bit awkward about how to respond. "You good?" I asked, my hands holding her slender waist, roaming over her ribs and up over her perky nipples.

"Don't move," she whispered, her body rigid for a few seconds as she adjusted to the stretch. Then she lifted her head, looked down at me, and began to lift up and down.

Maya rode me with this slow, intense focus. Her small breasts pressed against my chest as she leaned down for a kiss, before she lifted again and pushed up and down, her long legs gripping my thighs.

Chloe didn't just lie there. She propped herself up on her elbow, reached over, and slid her hand between Maya's legs, rubbing Maya's clit while I thrust up into her.

Maya's head turned towards Chloe with a lazy, hooded look to her eyes, these cute little soft moans coming from her. She looked at Chloe and then leaned down to press her mouth against Chloe's again.

It felt like we kept going for a while, but I don't know. I always lose track of time in sex, long or short, and I wouldn't be shocked if I was told it was seconds later or twenty minutes. Two sexy girls like this, one after the other, I'd have to guess the shorter end of things.

I was in awe at the two of them kissing, awkward as it was with the angle and movement, at one point Maya giggled and reached down to clutch Chloe's hand against her clit, as her body did this sort of contained convulsion with her orgasm. It was enough for me.

"Maya, I'm close," I managed to get out, slowing my thrusts a little.

"Mpmph," was the response she gave, mouth locked onto Chloe's but she lifted herself off and slid down me a little, alongside Chloe. Maya lazily grabbed my cock, slick with herself, and jerked twice before I came.

I bucked my hips up hard, spurting out come on my stomach and her hips. Through the fog of the orgasm I turned my head to see Chloe wrapping her arms around Maya from behind, cupping her tiny tits in her hands as Maya shivered from the after effects of her own orgasm.

When it was over, I slumped back. Chloe lifted Maya up, kissing her once. Chloe rolled over and rested her head on Maya's hip, her hand resting on my stomach.

"Well that's the fucking hottest thing I've ever done." I said, arm around Maya and hand resting on Chloe's butt.

Chloe snorted. "No shit Sherlock." All we got from Maya was a soft grunt, but she threw her arm over my chest and gave me a squeeze.

I looked down and saw Chloe smiled at me, maintained eye contact, and slowly licked up my come from Maya's hip. I just lay there thinking holy shit.

____

By the time we'd done the awkward rotation through the toilet and cleaned off it was three in the morning and we were all completely wrecked.

I'd never been so pleased at getting a king bed than that night. We didn't bother looking for clothes, just dragging the thick winter duvet over us. Chloe curled up right in the middle with her head resting on my chest, her arm draped over my ribs, and Maya laid along my left side with her long leg hooked over mine. It started raining sometime before I fell asleep, laying there listening to the rain hammering against the iron roof, unable to wrap my mind around how my Saturday night had actually played out.

I woke up around nine the next morning. The rain had cleared, replaced by that pale, sharp Melbourne sunlight filtering through the curtains. My head was foggy, my throat was dry, and I'd been having the most amazing dream. Then I felt a soft, rhythmic movement down near my knees.

I lifted my head off the pillow, blinking against the light.

Chloe and Maya were both kneeling at the foot of the bed, completely naked, their hair messy. They were whispering to each other and giggling softly, as if they were trying not to wake me up, but they were already messing with my dick. It was half-hard from morning blood flow, and Maya was holding the base with her long fingers while Chloe leaned in to lick the head.

When the wooden bed frame creaked as I shifted, Chloe looked up and caught me watching them. She didn't look shy or awkward at all, she just had this grin on her face, her cheeks flushed pink.

"Morning," she whispered.

"Morning," I said, my voice scratchy from sleep. "What are you two doing down there?"

"Waking you up," Maya said quietly. Her ponytail had come out, long dark hair flowing over her shoulder, making her look younger, a lot less like the guarded art student from the party.

Maya didn't wait for me to say anything else. She leaned down and took the top half of my cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head. Chloe knelt right beside her, her small hand wrapping around the bottom of my shaft, stroking in time with Maya's mouth. After a few seconds, Chloe leaned in too, her lips running along the other side of my shaft, licking up toward Maya's mouth until their lips were literally pressing against each other on my skin.

They started taking turns, sloppy and enthusiastic, giggling every time their noses bumped together over my dick. Chloe would take a few deep, wet sucks while Maya used her hand and tongue on my balls, and then Maya would take over, sliding her mouth down deep while Chloe kissed along underneath. It was messy, awkward, and unbelievably fucking sexy.

My hips started lifting off the mattress on their own. I reached down and put my hands in their hair, holding them gently against my thighs.

"I'm close," I warned them, my stomach muscles clenching up tight.

Neither of them pulled away. Maya held the base firm with her fingers while Chloe took the head back into her mouth, sucking hard and fast.

I came with a long, heavy groan as I shot right into Chloe's mouth. She swallowed most of it, a bit spilling over her lip, while Maya licked the stray drops off the head and shaft.

When I collapsed back onto the pillows, panting for air, Chloe sat back on her heels and wiped her chin with the back of her wrist, looking over at Maya.

"Tastes weirdly good," Chloe said, then giggled.

Maya laughed, leaning across my shins to press her mouth against Chloe's. They kissed right there at the foot of the bed, a lingering series of kisses. Knowing that they were sharing the taste of my come between them was nearly enough to get my dick twitching again. But then, I'd come the night before, that morning, and had not nearly enough sleep. Wishful thinking.

We laid around for another half hour just talking. The morning awkwardness you usually get after a one-night stand never showed up. We were all completely bare, tangled in the duvet, talking about useless stuff. How terrible Dave's party playlist was, whether RMIT or Melbourne Uni had the best coffee, what we had on the next week.

Eventually my stomach let out a ridiculously loud rumble that made both of them burst out laughing.

"Alright," I said, sitting up and swinging my legs over the edge of the mattress. "I'm taking you both out to breakfast. My treat."

"Oh yum," Maya said, sitting up and distracting me by stretching, showing off her body to full effect. "I like this sleeping with old people business."

"Full service offering around here," I said. "There's a good spot over the other side of the train line."

We took turns in the shower. Unfortunately I'd not gotten around to renovating the bathroom properly when I got the place, so we couldn't all squeeze in together.

Getting dressed was hilarious. Chloe was searching all over the rug for her underwear, eventually finding them stuck under a sofa cushion. Maya was wandering around in just my oversized flannel shirt, her long pale legs sticking out the bottom, trying to fix her ponytail in my bathroom mirror with her fingers.

We walked out into the crisp Sunday morning air, and got a small timber table outside a corner cafe under a green awning. The sun was out, but it had that October chill to it in the shade. I ordered a big pot of batch brew coffee, Chloe got the smashed avo, scrambled eggs for Maya, and a tofu scramble breakfast for myself.

Sitting across from them in the bright daylight, watching them pull their sleeves over their hands while waiting for the food, I realised that I actually liked both of them as people.

Back at the party, it had felt like this chaotic, spontaneous thing driven by booze and curiosity. Sure there was something which drew us together the night before, nothing I could name. But sitting at that table, watching Maya make dry, sarcastic comments about the cafe's indie playlist while Chloe stole bites off my plate, it felt weirdly, completely natural.

It wasn't like any other awkward morning after hookup. I could see that Maya's sharp edge from the night before wasn't a harsh thing; it was just how she joked around, and Chloe's fast-talking nervous energy had turned into this warm, easy enthusiasm that balanced Maya out perfectly.

And the strangest part was how I fit into it. A part of me thought I'd been there to act as a conduit for them to explore. I wasn't stupid, I could see they had been drawn to each other even at the party. There's a kind of natural self-doubt which you get the morning after. At least I did, and after dates. That 'I dunno, they seemed to like me but maybe it's more projecting how I feel' vibe.

Yet all morning, they both kept reaching out. Maya resting the side of her boot against my ankle under the table, Chloe reaching across to run her fingers over the inside of my wrist, both of them sharing glances with each other that showed they were thinking about everything that had happened over the last twelve hours.

"So," Chloe said, leaning her elbows on the timber table and looking between me and Maya with a nervous glance. "Are we doing this again, or was this just a crazy one-time house party thing?"

Maya picked up her flat white, taking a slow sip, her dark eyes looking right at me over the ceramic rim. "I don't think Jack gets a choice," she said dryly, but her mouth twitched into that rare, real smile of hers. "That warehouse apartment is too big for him. Like he's going to turn us down anyway."

I looked at both of them, taking a drink of my coffee, feeling a warmth in my chest that had nothing to do with the morning sun. Under Maya's bravado I could sense a... uncertainty. She wasn't sure of that.

"Anytime," I said. "The door is always unlocked."

Chloe grabbed my phone off the laminate table. She held it up to my face to unlock it, and typed her number into the contacts. Then she passed the phone across the table to Maya.

Maya took it, typed her number in without saying a word. Chloe took the phone back out of Maya's hand, tapped around on Signal for ten seconds, and created a group chat. Her and Maya's phones buzzed with the message.

"There," Chloe said, tossing my phone back onto the table next to my empty coffee cup. "Now we don't have to do that awkward thing where you text one of us and the other one feels left out."

"Very efficient," I said.

"So, um. Friday night?" Chloe asked, leaning forward on her elbows. "Are we actually doing this? I get paid Thursday from Cotton On, so I can actually afford real food."

"Friday works for me," Maya said, taking a bite of her toast. "My afternoon tutorial got canceled anyway because the tutor is going to a conference."

"Works for me too," I said. "I'll just tell Dave to hold questions about his website til Monday so I can knock off early. Somewhere on Smith street?"

Chloe grinned, her nose ring catching the sunlight. "Deal."

We split up at the tram stop on Sydney Road around midday. Chloe took the number 19 tram back down toward Carlton, giving us a little wave through the glass as it pulled away. I walked up a few blocks with Maya to Moreland Road, she was heading across to Lygon street for a coffee with a friend.

Waiting for the tram, she looked around like she was checking if anyone was watching, and stepped in close to give me a quick, firm kiss right on the lips.

"See you Friday, Jack," she said, her dry tone creeping back in, though her face was still a bit pink.

"See you, Maya," I said.

I walked back up the squeaky wooden stairs to my apartment, unlocked the door, and walked inside. The place was dead quiet. The grey sectional couch was still covered in rumpled cushions. I put them back on the couch in some form of order and found one of Maya's black hair ties lying on my coffee table next to three half empty beer cans, and the sheets on my bed were completely wrecked.

_____

By Monday morning, the group chat was already blowing up. There had been a sweet 'good night' series of messages back and forth before bed, and when I woke up Maya had named the chat 'Jack's Harem'.

I was sitting at my desk drinking instant coffee around 9:00 AM when my phone buzzed and I saw the new group name. I snorted.

Jack: 'Doesn't seem like two is enough for a 'harem''.

Chloe: "don't get greedy. im literally dying in this 9am media lecture. the guy next to me has been eating a tuna roll for twenty minutes."

Maya: "it's 9am. who eats tuna at 9am."

Chloe: "a monster. maya please come rescue me."

Maya: "i'm in bed. i don't have a class until 1pm. Also, I don't go to your uni."

Chloe: "i hate you. its not that far we could do coffee"

Jack: "I'm currently trying to fix a broken CSS grid for a plumber in Preston while staring at three empty beer cans on my coffee table."

Chloe: "did you clean up yet??"

Jack: "I washed the sheets at least."

Maya: "check the floor near the couch. i think i left my scarf under the rug."

Jack: "Found it. And one of your hair ties. It's on my desk now."

Maya: "keep it as a souvenir. I want the scarf though"

Chloe: "hahahaha"

That was how the whole week went. It didn't stop. Usually when you have a crazy one-night thing with people you barely know, there's this weird cool-off period where everyone gets embarrassed and stops replying. But there was none of that. The banter just kept rolling through Monday and Tuesday. We'd text back and forth about total mundane crap. Maya complaining about her flatmate leaving wet towels on the bathroom door, Chloe sending terrible TikToks she found during her lectures, me complaining about clients refusing to pay invoices on time, Dave's endless adjustments to the wireframes.

By Tuesday night, it was obvious the dynamic wasn't just physical. There was this weirdly tight social click between the three of us that had formed almost instantly.

On Wednesday, well past the time I should have clocked off for the day, I was sitting at my desk with my glasses on, grinding through some JavaScript for an old client who had issues with a website. Not caused by me, but still annoying. Lucratively annoying at least. My phone started buzzing on the desk mat, vibrating hard against the timber.

It was a group FaceTime call from Chloe. Her frame popped up first. She was sitting in her tiny student bedroom in Carlton, wearing a giant grey hoodie with her dark hair clipped back, fairy lights hanging behind her bed on the plaster wall. God she looked cute.

Maya's frame loaded a second later. She was lying flat on her back on her bed in Fitzroy, holding her phone above her face, wearing a black t-shirt, headphones in her ears.

"Look at him," Chloe said, pointing at her camera. "He's got his little professor glasses on!"

"I need these to see code, Chloe," I said, leaning back in my office chair. "It's normal for eyesight to fail with us aged folk."

Maya let out a snort on her end, her phone wobbling slightly. "You look like you're about to give us a lecture on tax returns, Jack."

"I might," I said. "You two probably don't even know how to lodge one."

"Hey!" Chloe said. "I do my own taxes! Well, my dad helped me this year, but it counts."

"That means your dad did them," Maya said.

"Shut up, Maya," Chloe giggled.

We stayed on that video call for almost an hour and a half. It was totally low-key. Chloe was pacing around her tiny room showing us an op-shop leather jacket she bought for twenty dollars, Maya was complaining about her flatmate using her expensive oat milk without asking, and I vented about the annoying website I was meant to be fixing.

Every now and then, the conversation would turn a bit flirtatious. Chloe would drop some offhand comment about how cold her single bed was compared to sharing with us. Maya asked me if I'd cleaned the sheets yet.

"I washed them on Sunday," I told Maya on the screen. "I already told you that."

"Good," Maya said, her voice dropping into that low, quiet tone she used. "Keep them that way for Friday."

Chloe let out a little giggle on her side of the call. "Maya, stop! You're making me nervous again."

"I know. You're cute when you're nervous, Chloe," Maya said, but she was smiling at her screen.

By Thursday, my head was completely spun around. I spent Thursday afternoon walking down Sydney Road to grab some groceries, and I couldn't stop thinking about how insane the whole situation was. I'm thirty. I spend most of my time looking at screens, flirting with the idea of becoming a digital nomad, and going to bed at ten. Somehow, in the space of a week, I had found myself in this tight, playful, intense little trio with two girls who were completely fascinated by each other and somehow equally fascinated by me.

On Friday, the texts started early.

Chloe: "what are we wearing tonight? is it a casual vibe or nice vibe?"

Maya: "it's smith street chloe, not a. wear whatever."

Chloe: "i want to look nice okay!"

Maya: "You'll look nice when we take it off you."

Chloe: "!!!!... fuck you. how do you know just how to make me horny..."

Jack: "Ha. She's got me going too. Wear whatever you want. I booked a table at a Vietnamese place near Johnston Street for 7:00."

Maya: "sounds good. see you guys there."

By 6:00 PM on Friday, I was standing in my bathroom towelling off. I loosely thought about jerking off to take the edge off, but threw that out as a bad idea. I might need my stamina.

I threw on a dark button-up shirt and my decent boots. I checked my reflection in the mirror and let out a short laugh at myself. I was genuinely nervous. It felt like I was the nineteen year old, getting ready for a first date. Weirdly high stakes.

I caught an uber over to Smith Street.

When I got out near Johnston Street, the cool evening air hit my face. I walked down the footpath toward the restaurant and standing outside the glowing glass front of the venue, under the red neon sign of the Pho spot, were Maya and Chloe.

They were close together on the pavement, talking. Maya laughed at something Chloe said and her face lit up. I grinned, walking towards them.

Chloe was wearing a short plaid skirt, black tights, and that leather jacket she'd shown us on the video call, her nose ring catching the neon light. Maya was wearing long dark trousers, a tight bright turtleneck, and a long wool coat, her ponytail up, sleek hair trailing over her shoulders. They looked incredible together. The height difference, the sharp contrast in how they dressed, the way they were leaning in toward each other on the cold street.

Chloe spotted me first. Her face lit up with that bright, instant smile, and she didn't even wait for me to reach them. She stepped forward, grabbed my waist, pulled me down, and kissed me hard on the cheek before turning around to grab Maya's hand.

Maya looked at me, her dark eyes reflecting the red neon from the restaurant sign, her mouth curling into a slow, soft smile.

"Hey, Jack," Maya said quietly.

"Hey," I said, stepping forward, giving Maya a kiss on the lips. I moved back, looking between the two of them. "Let's go get some dinner."

We walked through the glass door into the crowded, noisy restaurant, and the host led us to a spot in the corner.

The place was full of Friday night noise, cheap melamine tables, red plastic stools, and the smell of fried spring rolls and chilli oil. We ordered a plate of pork rice-paper rolls, three bowls of pho, and a round of Tiger beers.

Chloe sat next to me and took her leather jacket off right away, wearing a tight black tank top underneath that showed off her collarbones. Maya sat opposite her, unzipping her wool coat. She looked more beautiful than I remembered.

Chloe immediately dumped three spoonfuls of chilli oil into her broth without tasting it first, and Maya systematically picked every scrap of coriander out of hers and piled it onto my side plate. I shrugged and helped myself to it.

"I knew there was something wrong with you Maya," I said. She stuck her tongue out at me.

"So what do you actually do with your life when you're not coding at your desk, Jack?" Chloe asked, shoving a spring roll into her mouth and talking around it.

"Or picking up uni chicks at parties," Maya said.

"I love your high opinion of me Maya. I run along Merri Creek a few mornings a week," I said. "And I try to do indoor rock climbing at Urban Climb in Collingwood unless work gets busy."

Chloe's eyes practically popped out of her head. She nearly choked on her food. "Wait, shut up! I go to Urban Climb! I started three months ago with a girl from my floor."

"Oh nice," I said. "How are you finding it?"

"I'm stuck on the easy walls," she groaned, slumping back against her stool. "My arms turn into jelly after twenty minutes. I have negative grip strength on the overhangs."

"I'll come with you next week and spot you," I said. "Takes a while to get used to the different muscles."

"See? He's already coaching me," Chloe grinned, kicking Maya's foot under the small table. "Maya, you're coming."

"I am not climbing a wall," Maya said flatly, taking a sip of her beer. "I swim at Fitzroy pool when the sun is out, and that is the absolute limit of my physical exertion."

"Go on... I bet you'd look great in tights," Chloe said.

Maya smiled. "Yeah, alright. Though you're the one with the great butt."

"What about the rest of the time?" I asked Maya.

"I sit in my room and write short stories," Maya said, her eyes dropping to her bowl. She sounded a little self-conscious for once, her fingers picking at the paper wrapper off her chopsticks. "Mostly weird, unpolished fiction. Fiction about people I see on the tram. Just practicing really."

"That's so cool though," Chloe said, reaching across the table to poke Maya's forearm. "You have to read me one."

"Over my dead body, Chloe," Maya muttered, but her cheek twitched into a tiny smile.

As we finished off the second round of beers, the talk naturally drifted into exes.

"My last boyfriend was from my hometown in Ballarat," Chloe said, rolling her eyes. "He was a year and a bit older than me, wore those massive skate shoes, and spent all his money on vape juice."

Maya mimed vomiting into her pho.

"Yeah. He dumped me via a Snapchat message while I was working a four-hour shift at Cotton On because I wouldn't get a train back to Ballarat to watch him do kickflips at 8pm on a Tuesday."

Maya snorted into her beer. "My ex was an honours philosophy student at Melb Uni earlier this year. After I left him, he spent three weeks sending me emails trying to use Nietzsche to justify why he cheated on me with a girl from his tutorial."

"Gross," Chloe said. "What about you, Jack?"

"I lived with a girl in Richmond for two years," I said. "It just fizzled out back in Feb last year. By the end we were basically two polite flatmates sharing a fridge. Nothing dramatic, it just kind of ended. I think she used a trip overseas as the excuse."

"That's kind of sad," Chloe said. "Have you seen anyone else since then?"

"Nah. Just a few casual things here and there."

"Oh, like this then?" Maya asked, slyly.

I smiled, and looked between the two of them. "No, nothing could come close."

She blushed, took a big gulp of her beer, set the bottle down with a clunk.

Chloe leaned right across the tiny table, her eyes sparkling. "Okay, can we stop talking about our sad exes and talk about how insanely hot last weekend was?"

Maya let out a short, sharp laugh, her cheeks flushing dark red. "Chloe, Jesus."

"What?" Chloe said, a slight flush giving her away, looking between the two of us. "We're all thinking about it! I haven't been able to concentrate on a single lecture all week because I keep remembering it."

Maya bit her lower lip, trying to look unimpressed, but her dark eyes were wide and shiny. "To be fair, your face was totally priceless when Jack first took his pants off."

"Hey!" Chloe said, hitting Maya's arm across the table. "You stared just as hard as I did! You literally said 'that's huge'."

"Because it is!" Maya said, which made a guy at the table behind us turn his head. Maya ignored him completely, though did say it a bit quieter. "I was trying to act all cool and experienced, and then Jack's dick popped out and I was thinking, 'well fuck, guess I'm getting split in half tonight'."

I ended up laughing so hard I almost choked on my beer. "Jesus Maya."

"Yeah, way to give him an ego trip," Chloe giggled, leaning over to grab my hand under the table, whispering. "But really. It was fucking amazing. Seriously. When you were inside me and Maya was kissing me, I thought I was going to pass out. I've never felt anything like that."

"The morning was wild," Maya added, her voice dropping into a cheeky, irreverent tone as she leaned in closer. "You know that was her idea, Jack? Waking up and just going straight down on you together?"

"You didn't complain," Chloe shot back, grinning wildly, her cheeks bright pink. "You licked the come straight off my cheek."

"I couldn't believe it. Best way to wake up for sure," I said.

"I wasn't complaining," Maya said, her eyes locking onto Chloe's. "It tasted great."

The playful banter settled down for a second, leaving this warm, heavy silence between the three of us. The restaurant was buzzing around us, but at our little corner table, the energy was electric.

Chloe stopped laughing, her fingers tightening around mine under the table. She looked at Maya, then at me, her smile turning soft and genuine.

"I couldn't figure out this week. Like, I was kind of worried this week that it was just going to be a drunk thing, and we'd meet up, and wow, crazy story but no chemistry," Chloe said quietly.

"It definitely wasn't that," Maya said softly. She reached out and placed her hand over Chloe's on the table, her thumb resting on Chloe's knuckles. "I don't really open up to people, usually. I hate small talk. But, um. I haven't been able to stop thinking about both of you. I also, I dunno. It feels like it shouldn't feel this comfortable and exciting?"

I shook my head with disbelief. "Yeah. I've felt like this after a date before. There's something... transgressive? Maybe that's the word. Unusual at least, about this dynamic with the three of us."

"Yeah," Chloe said. "I keep thinking it's kinda fucked up. Who does this?"

Maya slapped the table. "Exactly. I thought threesomes were just this thing you offer your boyfriend when you're drunk and regret ever bringing it up."

"Well, my birthday is coming up in a month, feel free to get me one as a present." That earned me a not so gentle slap from Chloe.

Then her face lit up, her eyes shining. "You think we'll still be hanging out in a month?!" she whispered. She grinned when Maya smiled at her, leaning over to give her a quick, kiss right on the mouth across the table.

Maya kissed her back, then looked over at me with a slow, wicked grin. "Get the bill, Jack," she said quietly. "We're going back to your place."

Over their protests I paid the bill at the counter, and we stepped out into the cool night air on Johnston Street. The beers and the conversation had us all feeling pretty loose. Chloe grabbed my left arm and hooked her other arm through Maya's, so the three of us were walking three-across down the footpath, bumping into each other and into other people.

"That was so good," Chloe said, blowing a cloud of steam into the streetlights. "If I pass out on your couch, Jack, just drag me into bed when you two are done."

"You're not passing out," Maya said, her long wool coat flapping around her ankles. She leaned into her. "I need you to help me out with his cock."

"Fuck, Maya," Chloe said, kicking a pebble off the curb. "Okay, maybe I'll be able to stay awake for a bit. But only because I've been thinking about going down on you all week."

"You guys are doing this on purpose, right?" I said, giving Chloe a gentle shove.

"Nooo, of course not," Maya said. "No benefit for us in getting you riled up at all."

We caught a tram a few blocks. It was packed with people heading out to bars, standing shoulder to shoulder in the aisle. Maya stood right in front of me, her back pressed against my chest to make room for a group of guys with beer cartons, while Chloe squeezed in beside us, her head resting against my shoulder. Every time the tram swayed on the tracks, Maya used the chance to press her butt into my crotch. She turned her head slightly, catching my eye with a cheeky look that made my pulse race.

As soon as the timber door clicked shut, Chloe turned around in the entrance, grabbed Maya by the lapels of her coat, and pulled her in hard.

They started kissing right there against the plaster wall. It was incredibly sexy, the playful eagerness. Maya dropped her coat onto the floorboards, her long arms wrapping around Chloe's waist, pulling Chloe's hips tight against her. Chloe let out a soft sound in her throat, her hands tangling around Maya's neck.

I stood there in the hallway with my keys in my hand, watching them against the wall. My dick was instantly hard, pressing almost painfully against the denim of my jeans.

Maya pulled back from Chloe's mouth for a second, panting slightly, her dark eyes shiny in the lamplight. She looked over at me.

"Are you just going to stand there looking like an idiot, Jack?" she asked. "Or are you going to help us get these clothes off?"

"I guess if you're twisting my arm," I said, tossing my keys onto the side table.

I walked over and grabbed the bottom hem of Chloe's black tank top, pulling it up over her head. She lifted her arms, hair getting totally messy, and tossed the shirt onto my desk. Maya leaned over and undid Chloe's bra, letting it slip down to the floor.

"Hey! I got it that time!"

Chloe giggled and kissed her. "Yeah, who knew we'd need to learn how to get another girl undressed?"

Standing there in just her short skirt and tights, I really couldn't get enough of their bodies.

Maya stopped unbuttoning her own shirt for a second, staring right at Chloe's bare breasts. "God, your tits are ridiculous, Chloe," Maya said, her dark eyes wide. "How do they even stay up like that?"

Chloe burst out laughing, her cheeks flushing dark pink. "They're just attached to my body, Maya! What do you mean?"

"They're infuriatingly perky for how big they are," Maya muttered, but she reached out with both hands and cupped Chloe's breasts, squeezing the firm flesh. Chloe gasped, her head dropping back against the wall, her hands coming up to cover Maya's wrists.

Meanwhile, I helped Maya get out of her dark singlet. "I do love your tits too, Maya," I said, and revealed a very small, flat chest. She looked like a high-fashion model standing there bare-chested, her hip bones poking out above her dark trousers. I looked at Chloe, and both of us bent our heads down to take a nipple in each of our mouths.

"Oh fuck guys," Chloe panted, reaching down to undo Maya's pants.

We stripped everything off right there near the front door. Chloe kicked her short skirt and tights off, tripping over her own boots and almost taking me down with her. Maya stepped out of her trousers with her long, pale legs. I unbuttoned my shirt, shoved my jeans down along with my jocks, and kicked them away onto the rug.

When my cock popped out, hard and bobbing around stupidly, both of them stopped moving and stared down between my legs.

"Look at the size of that thing," Chloe whispered, shaking her head with a silly grin. "I still can't believe we're doing this. Again."

"Me neither," Maya said. She looked up at Chloe. "Are we really doing this?"

"Hell yes we are," Chloe said.

They both dropped to their knees on the rug right in front of me. Chloe grabbed the base of my shaft with her small hand, her fingers barely touching around the girth, and licked right up the side to the tip. Maya leaned in from the other side, taking the head into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive skin while Chloe sucked on the underside.

Having two nineteen-year-old girls kneeling on my living room rug, taking turns going down on me while kissing each other in between licks, was mind-blowing. Again. But there was... a strange tenderness to the moment as well. Which I realise sounds utterly baffling, but there you go.

I put my hands in their hair, my thumb running over Maya's cheek while Chloe took a few inches of my length into her throat, making a soft noise that vibrated right up my hips.

"Bed," I choked out, my knees feeling a bit weak. "We need to get on the bed."

"Fine," Maya panted, pulling her mouth off with a wet pop. "Move it then."

We tumbled onto the mattress in the sleeping nook.

Chloe crawled right over my lap, her soft knees pressing into the mattress on either side of my thighs. Her firm breasts were hanging right over my face, the nipples stiff. I reached up and grabbed her tits in both hands, feeling how heavy they were, squeezing them while she leaned down and pressed her mouth against mine. She tasted like beer and chilli oil and Maya's lipgloss.

Maya laid down right beside us on her side, her long pale leg draped over my ankles, her arm reaching over to play with Chloe's hair.

Chloe sat up on my thighs, reaching down to guide my bare cock to her opening.

"Are you good?" I said, looking up at her flushed face.

"I mean, I'm not sure you can ever be ready for sitting on this thing," Chloe whispered, her eyes wide. "But I want it."

She lowered her hips down onto my shaft in one smooth, heavy push. "Fuck."

The feeling of my bare cock sliding into her wet tightness was insane. Chloe let out a loud, sharp gasp, her back arching, her full breasts bouncing as she took my entire length inside her. Her inner walls clamped down on me, so hot and slick it almost made me come right then and there.

"Fuck," I grunted, my hands slamming onto her hips to hold her still for a second. "Chloe, you're so tight."

"It's so big," Chloe panted, her hands resting flat on my chest as she started lifting her hips, riding up and down on me. "Maya, touch me. Please."

Maya didn't need to be asked twice. She pushed herself up onto her knees, leaning over Chloe's back. Maya reached around Chloe's waist, her long hands cupping Chloe's heavy breasts, thumbing her nipples while leaning in to kiss Chloe's neck. Chloe squeaked out loud, her body shaking as she rode me faster, her hips slamming down against mine with a wet, heavy rhythm.

Watching Maya's slender body pressed against Chloe's lithe curves while Chloe rode my bare dick was the most insane thing I've ever seen. They were kissing each other frantically, their tongues tangling together, Chloe's head twisted to the side. I reached down my hand and began rubbing my thumb on her clit. It didn't take long, thank god. Not sure I would have lasted a lot longer.

"Maya," Chloe moaned into Maya's mouth, her voice shaking. "I'm going to come!"

"Do it, Chloe," Maya muttered into her lips, her hand sliding down between Chloe's legs from behind, replacing my thumb.

Chloe went rigid on top of me. She let out a high, needy noise, her pussy contracting in a sort of fluttering around my shaft, pulsing tight as her orgasm hit her. I smiled, one hand stroking her leg, the other lifted up to cup her breast, before she collapsed forward onto my chest, her skin slick with sweat as she panted for air into my neck.

I held her tight, my heart hammering, before helping her slide off my cock onto the sheets beside me. She flopped onto her back, completely spent, a huge, dazed grin on her face.

"Your turn, Maya," Chloe gasped out, poking Maya's hip. "Good luck."

Maya flushed dark red, but she didn't hesitate for a second. She stepped over my lap, her long pale legs straddling my thighs. But before she could actually sit on me, I stopped her.

"Hold on Maya. Can we try from behind?"

She smiled, that cute defenceless smile she had when her guard was down, and nodded, shuffling to the side and onto her hands and knees. Chloe clambered up next to her, kissing her way down her back, and then she guided my wet, bare head to Maya's opening and I slowly pushed in.

Because Maya was lean, she always felt that little tighter. She let out a long, shuddering groan, on her forearms, her fingers digging into the sheets so hard her knuckles went white.

"Jesus Christ," Maya panted into the bed, her head down, her body shivering. "That feels... absurd."

"Alright, enough of the ego boosting Jack for tonight, Maya," Chloe said with a teasing lilt to her voice.

"You okay?" I asked, my hands holding her lean hip bones.

"Don't move," she whispered, taking three deep breaths while her body stretched wide around me. Then she lifted her head, looked over her shoulder, and started moving, rocking back and forth.

She was wet as hell, my bare dick sliding in and out of her with a friction that made me tingle.

I hesitated. Even after the past week build up, the teasing at dinner, I didn't naturally push things in the bedroom. Most of the time anyway. But, what the hell. "Well, if you're doing alright, I seem to remember Chloe saying she wanted to go down on you. This isn't a bad position for you to try that yourself..."

Chloe propped herself up on her elbow beside us, mouth parted a little and wide eyed.

Maya dropped her head to the bed again, giggling. "Fuck. Chloe, your potty mouth is going to get us both into trouble. Oooh, fuck. That was deep."

"It's ok, you don't have to..." Chloe said quietly.

Maya reached over, grabbing Chloe by the back of her neck, and pulled Chloe's mouth into hers. They kissed, tongues tangling, and I set a slow, deep pace from behind, looking along the lean length of Maya's back, trying not to jostle her too much as they made out.

Maya and Chloe were whispering something I couldn't make out, though from Chloe's blush and giggle I had a pretty good idea. I stopped thrusting for a moment and watched them rearrange, Maya leaning up a bit so Chloe could rest in front of her, legs wide.

"God, your pussy is so pretty Chloe," Maya said, as she gave her a quick kiss. Then her mouth was trailing down, over Chloe's breasts. I leaned to the side a bit so I could see, watching Maya lap her tongue over a perfect, stiff nipple. Chloe moaned.

I slowly resumed my movements sliding all the way in, and out, as Maya lowered her head. I couldn't see the exact moment, but I could tell, as Chloe's breath quickened and she arched her back a little.

"Jesus," she said, looking at me.

God. Chloe was one of the most stunning women I'd ever seen, let alone slept with, and I was watching her nude, getting licked by the woman I was fucking. I ran my hands under Maya's body and played with her nipples. Maya shuddered, a small orgasm rippling through her body, before she paused, panting, then resumed licking.

This was too much. "Maya, I'm going to come," I choked out, grabbing her hips tight.

"Come inside me," Maya mumbled, between her licking.

"Yeah, fill her up, Jack."

I bucked my hips up hard three fast, brutal times, burying my cock as deep as it would go, and came inside her.

When it was over, I dropped back, softening erection glistening with our combined juices. But Maya didn't stop. She just kept going, licking and suckling at Chloe. I clumsily shifted alongside and watched, glad for her ponytail keeping the hair out of the view. The sight of her defined features, mouth working softly at Chloe's pussy, was just phenomenal. Her eyes were looking up at Chloe, then flicked over to me briefly.

"Stop watching, it's making me nervous."

I ran my hand over her back, leaning in to kiss her shoulder. "No Maya. This is beautiful." I knew what I was going to say was cliched, but sometimes there's a time for that. "I'm so glad we're experiencing this together."

Maya snorted, but I could see her smiling as she licked Chloe. It didn't stop her from giving me the finger. I grinned, and moved up alongside Chloe.

"Fuck Jack, she's really good." She was panting a little, her eyes looked dazed. I couldn't blame her. The first time a girl was going down on her, and it was someone as incredibly sensual as Maya.

"You're so perfect Chloe. Enjoy it." I kissed her, and she reached a hand over to pull me in for a deeper one as I knelt next to her and held her, cupping her breasts. She came, shuddering, moaning into my mouth, and Maya looked up at us grinning. Her chin was glistening. She clambered up alongside, and the three of us had a series of very cute, slightly sloppy kisses, tasting Chloe on Maya's lips.

We lay there on the damp grey sheets for a long time, completely tangled together.

"Well," Chloe said softly into the quiet room, her cheek resting on Maya's back. "That was definitely better than falling asleep on the couch while you two did it."

Maya let out a short, tired laugh against my chest, her hand reaching up to touch Chloe's face gently. "Shut up, Chloe," Maya whispered, but she was smiling.

I got up to get us some water, and we sat around for a while chatting, laughing a bit after the intensity of the sex.

I came back from the kitchen with three glasses filled with cold tap water. Chloe was sitting propped up against the pillows, the grey duvet pulled up to her waist, her nose ring catching the soft glow from the hallway light. Maya was lying flat on her back beside her, long dark hair spread out across the white pillowcase like a fan, looking completely wiped out.

I handed them their glasses and climbed back into bed, sitting between them with my back against the headboard.

"I don't think my legs are going to work tomorrow," Chloe said, taking a huge gulp of water and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Seriously, Jack. I'm going to have to crawl to my media lecture on Monday."

"You could just skip it," Maya said softly, taking her glass from me. Her voice was scratchy and quiet. "It's media. Nobody actually goes to those."

"Hey! I'm paying tuition for that," Chloe giggled, poking Maya's hip under the quilt. She turned to look at me, her eyes big and bright. "No, but seriously... when you were inside Maya and she was going down on me... that was ridiculous. I've never felt anything like that in my entire life."

"It felt pretty ridiculous from my end too," I said, taking a sip of my water. "In the best way possible."

Maya looked down at her glass, a faint blush creeping up her neck, though a tiny smile hit the corner of her lips. "I was actually really nervous I was going to be terrible at it," she admitted quietly. "Like, I've thought about going down on a girl for ages."

"Especially the last week I bet," Chloe said, giggling a little.

"Shut up. But doing it while Jack was inside me... I was terrified I'd get awkward or use too much teeth or something."

"Are you kidding?" Chloe said, turning her whole body toward Maya, her firm, breasts moving in a way that had me stirring as she shifted. "Maya, you were amazing. It was so gentle."

"Thanks I guess. Who knew I'd be making a girl come on my mouth?" Maya muttered, but she looked genuinely pleased. She set her empty water glass on the table by the bed and rolled onto her side to face Chloe.

The atmosphere in the room shifted away from the chaotic energy of the first round into something much quieter and warmer. The rain had started up again outside and was coming down in a steady tap on the corrugated iron roof.

"It's my turn now," Chloe said softly.

Maya looked up at her through her long fringe. "What do you mean?"

"I mean you went down on me, and I want to do it for you," Chloe said. She wasn't joking around or being silly now. She looked completely serious, her small hand reaching out to touch Maya's collarbone. "Just you and me this time while Jack watches."

Maya swallowed hard. "Okay," she whispered.

Chloe pulled the duvet back, exposing Maya's long, pale body. I loved how she was so tall and so lean, her ribs showing slightly when she took a deep breath, her small chest flat and delicate compared to Chloe's fuller breasts. Chloe kissed her, long and lingering, and slid down the mattress between Maya's long legs, propping herself up on her elbows.

"I'm a bit nervous actually," she said. Maya just smiled at her.

I stayed sitting back against the headboard, my water glass resting on my thigh, watching them. I was already hard.

Chloe didn't rush it. She started by pressing soft kisses to the inside of Maya's knees, sliding her hands up Maya's pale thighs. Maya let out a slow, shaky exhale, her eyes fluttering shut, her long fingers tangling tight into the grey bedsheet on either side of her hips. When Chloe finally dipped her head down and put her mouth against Maya's pussy, Maya's hands twitched a bit on the sheets.

"Oh, Chloe," Maya said quietly, her head leaning back into the pillow for a moment, her throat long and smooth in the dim light.

Chloe worked her mouth over Maya slowly, using her tongue in soft, long strokes, her hands holding Maya's hips steady. Watching the contrast between them, Chloe's dark bob hanging down over Maya's pale skin, Maya's flat chest rising and falling fast with every breath, was unbelievable. It was so raw and intimate.

Maya didn't try to hide how good it felt. She made these low, needy sounds in her chest, her back arching a little off the mattress as Chloe kept a steady rhythm. After just a couple of minutes of Chloe's mouth on her, Maya's thighs started trembling hard.

"Chloe, wait, I'm... fuck," Maya said, her hands coming down to catch Chloe's hair.

Chloe didn't stop. She kept her mouth sealed tight against Maya, licking fast right through the crest, and Maya's hips bucked a bit, off the bed as her orgasm hit her.

When Maya finally let go, Chloe crawled back up the bed, her chin slick, a soft, proud smile on her face. Maya immediately reached up, grabbed Chloe by the back of her neck, and pulled her down into a deep, wet kiss, tasting herself on Chloe's lips.

I set my glass down on the nightstand. My cock was throbbing.

"Come here," I said softly to Chloe.

Chloe broke the kiss with Maya and turned to me. I reached out, grabbed her around her waist, and pulled her slender curves onto my lap. She sat straddling my thighs, her firm, heavy breasts pressing right against my bare chest. She looked up into my eyes, her face flushed red, completely open and vulnerable.

"I love how you look at me," Chloe whispered, her hand coming up to touch my cheek, her nose ring catching the light.

I guided the head of my cock to her opening and slowly pushed up into her. Chloe let out a long, quiet sigh, her forehead dropping onto my shoulder as I filled her. There was no wild rushing this time. I held her tight around her waist, setting a slow, deep, rolling rhythm from below, lifting her up and letting her slide all the way down my length.

Maya didn't stay on the side. She shifted closer, resting her head on my shoulder from the side, her long pale arm wrapping around Chloe's waist. She reached up with her free hand to softly stroke Chloe's cheek while I thrust into Chloe from beneath.

"You're so pretty, Chloe," Maya muttered softly, kissing Chloe's temple. "Thank you for going down on me."

Chloe let out a shaky breath, her inner walls clamping tight around my dick as her orgasm started building fast from the slow, deep friction. She squeezed her eyes shut, her arms tightening around my neck, and whimpered softly as her pussy pulsed around my shaft.

After Chloe fully came down from it, I gently lifted her off my cock and shifted her onto the pillows beside me. I turned to Maya, who was watching us with a sweet smile.

"Your turn," I said quietly.

Maya didn't say a word. She lay back, her long legs opening up for me. I crawled between her knees, leaning down to press my mouth against hers while I guided my cock back inside her tight, wet body.

Maya let out a low groan right into my mouth as I buried myself deep inside her. She felt so narrow and hot around me. I kept the pace slow and steady, my chest pressed flat against hers, our hearts beating fast against each other. Chloe leaned over from the side, her small hand reaching down to cup Maya's face, kissing Maya's jaw and neck while I rocked my hips into Maya.

"Jack," Maya whispered, her eyes looking straight into mine. "Don't stop."

I kept the deep, smooth rhythm going, feeling every inch of her tight walls gripping me. Maya's breathing turned ragged, her long legs hooking around my waist, pulling me as deep as I could go. She reached up, her hands holding the back of my neck, and let out a soft, beautiful cry into the quiet room as her climax rippled through her body, her inner muscles milking my dick in heavy, rhythmic squeezes.

I pulled back slightly, my hands gripping Maya's hips, and shifted over to Chloe again. Chloe was lying on her side, watching us with a dazed, breathtaking smile.

"How the fuck are you still going?" she said, laughing.

I slid back inside Chloe from the side, kneeling behind her a little, and leaning down my mouth pressed into her hair as I moved in her again.

The physical connection between the three of us was overwhelming. It wasn't about pushing hard or being wild, it was just this deep, quiet, incredible sync we'd stumbled into. Chloe let out another breathless gasp, her body riding the edge with me, her hips moving back against mine until she came again, her body shaking in my arms.

I couldn't hold back any longer. The warmth of their bodies, the soft sounds in the quiet apartment, the sheer reality of what we were sharing pushed me right to the peak.

I pulled my cock out of Chloe, kneeling over both of them as they lay side by side on the grey sheets, their bare shoulders touching, their arms wrapped around each other.

I stroked my shaft fast three times, my whole body going rigid, and came heavy and warm right across their bare chests.

Chloe let out a soft, delighted gasp as the first thick pulse hit her skin, her hand reaching out to catch Maya's fingers. Maya watched me with a soft, quiet look on her face, her thumb coming up to stroke my cock as I finished, my chest heaving for air.

When I was done, I collapsed down onto my knees.

Maya kissed Chloe then looked at her. "Did you like having our boyfriend make you come again?"

"Your what now?"

"What, like you're going to complain?" Chloe said, and giggled.

It sounds weird, but after that was almost romantic the way they softly licked it off each other. Nearly enough for me to get hard again.

Chloe kissed Maya, softly and slowly, before she gestured me down between them and pulled the thick duvet back over the three of us, resting her head on my right shoulder, her hand flat on my stomach. Maya curled in close from my left, her long leg hooking over mine, her forehead resting against the side of my neck.

"That was..." Chloe whispered into the dark room, her voice trailing off, sounding totally spent and happy.

"Yeah," Maya agreed quietly from my other side, her breath warm against my collarbone. "It really was."