4 comments/ 28076 views/ 12 favorites Sweet and Sour Ch. 02 By: SoraRabbit A week had passed since my memorable encounter with my new friend Laney. Since then I'd received several random, sexy texts from her along with the suggestion that I come by Friday night for some more fun. Understandably, Friday at work went by slowly. At lunch I decided, on spur of the moment, to drop by the gas station. I didn't have anything I needed to get, I just wanted to see my friend. She caught my eye the second I walked in. That day she was in a strange halfway point between her two usually-drastic personas. Her hair was tied back in a loose ponytail, the streak hot pink now. She was wearing her black-rimmed glasses and a pink pull-over hoodie with the sleeves rolled up. Instead of jeans she was wearing black tights that looked like they were painted on—that's how snugly they fit. Her leather boots came up almost to her knees. As soon as she saw me, she winked and walked away from me into the back office, her round, sexy ass swaying. She glanced over her shoulder to make sure I was watching, and when she saw that I was, she gave me a smug-looking smirk. After a moment she came back empty-handed, making me suspect she'd only gone back there to tease me. I crossed to her as she stood behind the counter and noticed that the tights were just as snug in front—if she hadn't been wearing panties (I could see the imprint of them) I would have been able to see the creases of her pussy lips. It was enough to drive a guy insane, especially considering I was already impatient for the day to end. Laney leaned across the counter to me and whispered, "So, you gonna buy something or did you just come by to admire the view?" "I have no idea anymore," I whispered back. "I don't think I could even tell you my name at this point." She chuckled and smiled wider. "I'm looking forward to tonight. Have you talked with your coworker friend yet?" "Yeah, this morning," I told her. "She said she was up for drinks." I didn't mention that Aria had seemed unsure and nervous, but I suspected she agreed anyway since she was interested in me. I hadn't made it entirely clear the plans Laney had for the two of us, mostly because I didn't know them myself, but she'd seemed to pick up on something because she'd hesitated before saying yes. I figured if she seemed uncomfortable, I could just take her home and go back to Laney's alone. It was worth a try. And for some reason, Laney was very confident that she could get Aria to go along with whatever it was she was planning. "Nice. I'll see the two of you around seven then?" I agreed and went back to work to wait out the rest of my shift. The afternoon went by even more slowly than the morning had. It was broken up by a visit from Aria, at least. In my position, I often have visitors with questions that need answered. So she was there with work-related questions and lingered for a bit, as though she wanted to ask me something else but didn't know how to broach it. Instead she asked something else and leaned over towards me as I answered. I was treated to a view of her massive cleavage. Her breasts were incredible—huge and soft, practically spilling out of her dress. I tried to stay focused on her face, but my eyes were drawn down like magnets. I could see amusement playing across her face as I lost my train of thought and had to start over on my explanation of the policy she'd asked about. As she walked away, I watched her ass swaying in her dress. I loved when she wore that particular dress, because it clung to her hips and bottom and was short enough to show off almost all of her well-shaped brown thighs. I could imagine sliding my hand up between those thighs to find the warmth between her legs and couldn't stifle a shudder of desire. She was a voluptuous young woman and if everything went right, I was going to get to know her much better. I'd been imagining for months what she would look like naked and all her signals in the past week led me to believe that there was a very real chance that I was about to find out. My fantasies were interrupted by a timid throat-clearing. I glanced up to find one of my other coworkers, Kristin, standing there. She was blushing and I wondered how long she had been standing there. "Uh, hey," I said, feeling awkward. I pulled my shirt down, trying to hide the noticeable bulge that had formed in my jeans. The fact that she was blushing gave me the impression that she'd already seen it. She asked her question and got her answer, then hurried off. I'd always thought Kristin was kind of cute, although weird personality-wise. Her sudden appearance and the fact that she'd caught me staring at Aria got me thinking about Ann, the coworker I'd dated briefly two months earlier. She was the main reason I was so hesitant about starting anything with Aria. All my friends had warned me that it was a bad idea to date a coworker, but I'd thought I knew better than them. It hadn't gone well and work had become very awkward. Briefly I wondered if I should learn from my past mistakes and cancel with Aria. Then I had a pleasant flashback to her curvy backside as she walked away and her mouth-watering tits as she leaned towards me, and all my doubts vanished. Maybe she was a mistake waiting to happen, but I'd regret it forever if I didn't follow through with the possibility (however slim it was) of fucking both her and Laney at the same time. I'd had many successes with the ladies in my adult life, but I'd never come close to a threesome. And for that threesome to be with my unpredictable sex-kitten friend and my black goddess coworker . . . yeah. There was no argument or doubt that could talk me out of keeping that date. Aria was back at my desk shortly after five. Her sister had dropped her off that morning, so it was up to me to be her ride. We went out to eat at a small diner I frequented. It wasn't upscale, but it was cozy, and a nice place to bring a date. We took our time, waiting for seven to roll around. We talked a lot, split some cheesecake for dessert and got to know each other a bit. It was a relaxing talk, but she seemed nervous, making a point to not ask what the plans for the rest of the evening were. I did my best to put her at ease and felt out the situation. It occurred to me again that Monday at work could potentially be twice as awkward as usual, but still no doubts could dissuade me. The difference here was that we technically weren't on a date—we were just two coworkers eating together and becoming friends. Besides, Ann was complicated, our interactions confusing. If Aria confused me, we never would have gotten to this point. I'd had my fill of confusing. Aside from Laney, of course, but she was a whole different kind of confusing. She was the nice sort. Laney and Aria were both straight forward, and that was what I needed from my lady friends. Although Aria didn't confuse me, she was a little hard to figure out. I'd gotten some vibes from her in the time we'd worked together, but I couldn't tell if it was sexual interest or romantic. I could tell it was something. She seemed shy and innocent, but her big brown eyes had sex in them. She seemed both sensual and reserved. She was always wearing tight and revealing clothes—as revealing as she could wear while still being considered to be professional attire—showcasing her alluring cleavage and legs. And yet she didn't give the impression that she would hop into bed with just anyone. Which was good. I wasn't into easy girls. I figured she was just comfortable with her body and wanted to show it off. (Nothing wrong with that, speaking as a guy.) Nothing in our conversation gave me any answers. She seemed like a complete good girl . . . rarely drank, never partied, no drugs. I couldn't figure her out. Of course, thanks to Laney, I'd learned girls could be conflicting things. So my pretty young coworker could easily be both innocent and lustful. It wouldn't be a stretch. Over the course of our talk, I found myself continually getting lost in her eyes—they were a dark brown with a striking ring of olive green around the edge of each iris. Her smile was dazzling—open and honest. Her hair was long and jet black, silky looking. And I've already mentioned her body. When seven came close, we left the diner and I drove us to Laney's apartment, parking up front. Aria hesitated a bit when I opened the passenger door for her. I offered her my hand with a reassuring smile and she took it, getting out of the car. "It's cool if you'd rather go to a bar for a drink instead," I suggested, wanting to give her an out. She immediately flashed me that alluring smile again and quickly said, "Nah, it's fine. We can drink with your friend." Laney answered the door and welcomed us in. She was in casual garb that evening—loose shorts that showed off her long, smooth legs and a tank top that displayed her perky breasts and hard nipples. I wanted to jump her right then, but held back. It was going to be a matter of timing that night, if things were going to work out the way we wanted. Timing and coaxing. Laney had told me to leave it all to her. That she had a plan. I made the introductions. Aria was surprised, she hadn't realized my friend was the clerk from the gas station we both went to. Laney got us each a beer and put on her fast dance music for background as we sat on the couch. I had a pleasant flashback to one week prior when my friend and I had sat on that same couch naked, unwinding after sex. I glanced at Laney over Aria's head and she was looking at me with a knowing smirk. She knew exactly what I was remembering. The girls chatted a bit as we drank, talking about makeup and clothes mostly. After a while, Laney asked Aria to stand up and turn in place so she could admire her dress. As she stood next to the younger girl, feeling the fabric, I took the chance to admire both my friends. The two of them were very different. Laney was about 5' 7", while Aria was right at 5 foot. By comparison, Laney was tall, slender and pale. Aria was short, curvy and dark. Both were completely breathtaking, and the sight of the two of them side by side was almost too much for me. "Don't you agree, Jared?" Laney asked abruptly. I started, not expecting to be drawn into the conversation. "Uh, what?" I asked. Both of them laughed. That was another thing that was different about them—Laney chuckled, a deep sound, while Aria's was more of a giggle, spilling out of her. "I think we've distracted him," Laney told the other girl, smirking. To me she said, "I just asked if you agree with me that Aria's dress shows off her figure perfectly." "Oh, right. It sure does!" I said, enthusiastically. "I've always liked that dress on you." Aria was beaming. Laney pushed forward, her expression devious. "She's very sexy, don't you think?" Aria looked at her, surprised, but then looked back at me, openly eager to hear my response. Not letting her directness throw me off, I smiled at the two of them and said with all sincerity, "Absolutely. I'm a lucky guy to get to drink with two stunning beauties." Puffing up, Aria returned to her place next to me, and Laney sat back down next to her on the far end of the couch. I set my empty bottle on the coffee table and excused myself to use the restroom. As I took care of that, I wondered what Laney's plan was, and if that exchange had been a part of it. It made sense that she would start out by complimenting Aria, trying to put her at ease. I headed back, but stopped in the hall, hearing Laney's low voice. Curious, I listened in. "Hey, all I'm saying is I can tell you're attracted to him. And why not? He's a good guy, and hot as hell." Aria shyly muttered, "Yeah, I'm sorry. I have been for a while." "Don't misunderstand," Laney replied. "I'm cool with it." "You two aren't- " "Oh no, " Laney chuckled. "We're just friends. Really . . . good . . . friends. The kind of friends who . . . share." "Laney, what are you- " Aria started. Curiosity got the better of me and I peeked around the corner just in time to see Laney closing in for a kiss. She pressed her lips against Aria's full lips, her hands holding the girl's face loosely. Aria made a small sound of protest, but didn't pull away. After a moment she was obviously kissing back. After several seconds, Laney released her, softly saying "Mmm. That was nice." Aria looked shaken, but aroused. She was squirming in her seat and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear. "I . . . um." She couldn't finish her thought. "Let me guess," Laney said lightly. "You've never kissed a girl before, right?" Aria's only response was to shake her head. "But you liked it." The girl nodded. "Me too." Without turning she said, in a slightly louder tone, "You can come back in now, Jared. Show's over." Aria looked up swiftly, startled, finding me peering around the corner. Sheepishly, I rejoined them. "I didn't want to interrupt," I said, acting casual. "Aw, no one's gonna blame you for spying," Laney said, grinning. "Any straight guy would." As I sat back on the couch, she continued. "So while you were gone, I was just telling our friend here that it's obvious the two of you are hot for each other. And as a friend, I feel it's my duty to help out." "Really?" I asked, playing dumb. "And what did you have in mind?" "Welllll . . . " Laney said, making a show of thinking over my question, finger to her lips. "I know first-hand that you're an amazing kisser, and now I know that she is too." Aria's eyes went wide. She was staring straight ahead, not looking at either of us, sitting stiffly. Laney continued. "So I think you two should kiss now." "I'm up for it if you are," I told Aria. She turned her head and looked up at me shyly. Her eyes were so big and dark and lovely that suddenly I had trouble finding words. I wanted to convince her, but didn't know how. "Unless you're uncomfortable," I added gently. "I don't want you to feel pressured." "You . . . you really want to?" she asked softly, almost whispering. She wasn't meeting my eyes again, and she was shaking a little, like she was nervous about what my reply would be. "Yeah. I have since I met you," I admitted. "M—me too," she murmured. Taking this as the go ahead, I curled my index finger under her chin and tipped her face up. She was still shaking from nerves as I leaned in close. She closed her eyes and our lips met. Her lips were incredibly soft. Months of restraint evaporated at the first contact and instantly the gentle kiss became passionate. I was holding her face and our tongues were touching, though I didn't remember opening my mouth. She moaned and leaned in to me, the kiss going on and on. Finally I broke it off, letting her go and catching my breath. She faced forward again, slumping against the couch cushions, half-lidded, mouth slightly open, a dreamy look on her face. "Good?" Laney asked. Again, Aria's only response was a nod. "Yeah, he's real good at that. At other things too." She got up and crossed to me, giving me a lustful look. She looked back at Aria. "Shit, between kissing you and watching you get kissed, I'm fucking horny. Mind if I borrow him for a minute?" Not waiting for a response, Laney knelt between my legs and unzipped my pants. I raised my bottom off the couch enough for her to pull my pants and shorts halfway down. My cock, achingly hard, was out in the open, standing at the ready. I glanced over at Aria and her eyes were wide again, fixed on my erection. Her mouth had dropped fully open. I stifled a chuckle. She hadn't expected Laney would pull my pants down right in front of her. Me, I wasn't surprised. My friend generally did the unexpected. At that moment, however, she did just what I figured she would do, taking my cock in her hand and sucking me into her mouth with enthusiasm. She hadn't been kidding about being horny; she was working me without the slightest restraint. I couldn't hold back the moans. Smiling, she pulled back, standing and yanking her tank top over her head, tossing it over her shoulder. Her movements graceful but rushed, she lowered her shorts, revealing that she hadn't been wearing panties. With the same grace she stepped forward and climbed onto my lap, facing me, folding her legs on either side of me. She reached between us and guided my still-wet cock into her soaked pussy, wiggling her way down onto it, letting out a long satisfied moan as I filled her up. I matched her moan—I'd been waiting for this all week. As my friend started frantically bouncing on my lap, her arms linked around my neck. I forgot about our other companion. All I could focus on was the sight of Laney's lithe body as she rode me to a shuddering, loud orgasm. She stopped moving as she came, gasping and moaning, her entire body quivering with pleasure. Once it passed, she started moving again, this time with a more slow and steady rhythm. "Shit, Jared," she gasped. "I've been waiting all week for that. Fuck!" I grinned in response, running my hands up her sides and cupping her jiggling tits, rubbing my thumbs across her nipples. This brought another gasp from her and she temporarily lost her rhythm. It didn't take her long to get it back. I kept my breath slow and steady, trying to hold back my own orgasm. As I did so, I glanced over at Aria, remembering we had an audience. What I saw took me by surprise. She had laid back against the far arm of the couch and was watching us intently. Her left hand was caressing her still-covered tits, first one, and then the other. Her skirt was pulled up, her right hand was between her legs and she was playing with herself through her red silk panties. When she noticed me looking, she started to pull her skirt down, but apparently changed her mind. Instead, with only a moment of hesitation, she brought her left hand down and pulled her panties to the side, exposing her cunt to me. She wasn't shaved, and with her legs spread as they were, her lips were open, giving me a good view of her slick, pink pussy. She brought her right hand back to it and resumed rubbing her clit. We'd gotten her past the point of shyness, it seemed. The sight of her fingering herself turned me on even more, which amazed me. Between that sexy sight and the pleasure Laney was giving me, I knew I couldn't last much longer. I couldn't look away, though. Laney was oblivious to the show going on right next to her. She'd sped up her bouncing again, pushing herself towards another orgasm. She was breathlessly saying "Fuck, fuck, shit, oh my fucking god," over and over with slight variations, chanting it like a mantra. I continued teasing her tits and nipples with my left hand, but brought my right down between us to stroke her clit. It was swollen and sensitive—as soon as I touched it she was cumming again, even more loudly than before. I thrust up as much as I could and this seemed to intensify it for her. She stopped moving and clung to me, shaking. I hadn't taken my eyes off Aria and her fingers were working faster now, her soft sweet moans mostly drowned out by Laney's much louder exclamations of pleasure. Suddenly she stiffened and clamped her full thighs around her hand, groaning a staccato "Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh!" as she brought herself to climax. The sound roused Laney and she turned her head in time to see Aria coming down, her hand still between her tensed thighs. "Mmm, guess I'm not the only one who's horny right now. You want Jared to help you out too, honey?" Her voice soft and throaty, Aria responded with a "Hell yeah." The fact that she'd found her voice was even more proof that she was getting over her shyness. "Come on you two. It'll be more comfortable in my room." Laney climbed off me. My cock was throbbing and sticky and I was dying to finish. But the promise of being able to finally fuck my sexy coworker kept me from being frustrated. The change in locale would give me a chance to relax a little. I'd been nearly to the point of no return when Laney had finished. Delaying at this stage would ensure that I'd last even longer for Aria. As I got to my feet, Laney had helped Aria up and they were heading to the bedroom, hand in hand. I watched their asses as they went, my cock twitching. I pulled off my shirt and stepped out of my pants, walking to the bedroom naked and ready. Once I got there I stopped in the doorway. Laney was helping Aria out of her dress and I was treated to a very quick strip show. (I couldn't call it a strip tease. They were way too eager to get her naked, which was perfect. I don't think I could have withstood a tease at that point without exploding.) Sweet and Sour Ch. 02 Before long, my young coworker was stripped bare and lying down on the bed, lovely legs spread, her dark eyes beckoning me to mount her. The only light was coming from the open door to the hall, but that was enough. She was a breath-taking sight—her pretty face looking at me with anticipation, her black hair fanned out on the pillow. The tits I'd drooled over for months were bared, practically begging to be played with, so that was where I started. I climbed onto the bed and knelt between her legs, reaching down to caress the huge, tender globes. I couldn't believe I was finally touching them. They were bigger and softer than any breasts I'd had the pleasure of feeling before. Soft, yet somehow still firm, they were tipped with big hard nipples and areolas a darker brown than the rest of her skin. I pinched her nipples and she moaned deeply, squirming beneath me. I dropped my head, taking one sensitive nipple in my mouth, sucking, licking and nibbling it. I continued to stimulate her tits with my hands and mouth, slowly driving her into a frenzy. I was surprised to feel her small hand encircling my rigid cock and she started stroking me. The angle was awkward, but it felt incredible. Her legs spread wider and she pulled at me, trying to drag me down to her waiting pussy. "Please Jared," she begged softly, her voice sounding like a moan. "I can't wait anymore. You gotta fuck me." "Mmmm," I murmured, letting her pull me down. She rubbed me up and down her slit, gasping when my cock head brushed her still-erect clit. She tensed beneath me and repositioned me to her soaked opening. Once the head was inside she let go so I could take over. I gave a slow, shallow test thrust, only letting an inch or so inside her. She gasped at the sensation and again when I slipped more in. My friend was incredibly tight, obviously not accustomed to penetration. I continued with these shallow thrusts and after several of them I was as deep as I could get. Still going slowly, I pulled halfway out and pushed all the way back in, drawing a long, deep groan from her. It felt like there was no more room inside her, she was that small and tight. After a couple more half-thrusts, I could feel her starting to loosen up just enough to accommodate me. The pressure around my cock was still intense, but less uncomfortable. I thrust faster, enjoying the moans I was coaxing from her. Her small hands gripped my shoulders, her nails digging in. "Ohh Jared," she gasped between moans. "You're so—ah! Big! Unh!" I thrust harder, using my full length on her, wanting to make her cum before the friction of her tight cunt made me lose all control. She started making the same staccato moans as before, which spurred me to go even harder and faster. I could feel her strong thighs pressing in on me and she was thrusting back, putting more stimulation on her clit with every inward plunge I was giving her. I looked down at her and found her lovely brown-green eyes wide and looking right at me. I could see her pleasure clearly showing on her face and in her eyes. "Please," she whispered. I fucked her even harder, slamming in her, and before long her moans became a howl as her body tensed, her legs clamped on me and she started shaking beneath me. Her cunt gripped my cock spasmodically. I had to push in harder to keep from being ejected like a cork. The sight of her writhing on the bed and the pressure on my cock were driving me wild, so I lost all restraint. Before her spasms stopped, I went back to thrusting. This had an immediate effect on her. She cried out again and bucked into my thrusts. We continued this way until I felt my orgasm building up. It was going to be a big one. "Oh fuck," I moaned. "Give me your cum," Aria begged breathlessly. "Spray it on my tits, baby." The frantic, pleading tone to her sweet voice drove me over the edge. I pulled out and hovered over her, supporting myself with my left hand as my right aimed my cock at her luscious tits. She was looking up at me expectantly, eyes wide and bright. She gripped her tits with her hands, holding them up. Giving one last groan, I spurt my load on her, every shot hitting the mark, splattering across both breasts. The last bit dribbled down onto her right nipple as I stayed where I was, breathing hard, still feeling the ripples of pleasure coursing through me. I sat next to her, taking in the sight of her. She was lying there, still holding her tits, legs still spread. The contrast of all that white cum on her beautiful brown skin was incredibly sexy. What was even sexier was what happened next. I'd been so intent on fucking Aria that I'd lost track of our host. The whole time Laney had been kneeling next to the bed, watching us intently. As I sat there recovering, she was moving slowly closer to the distracted Aria. Just as slowly, she stuck her tongue out, gently and deliberately licking one of the splatters of sperm off the heavy underswell of her left breast. Surprised, Aria gasped and turned her face to the new arrival. "What are you- " she started. "Shh," Laney said, placing her index finger on Aria's lips. With a quicker motion than before, she licked another bit of jism off our friend, her tongue brushing against the hard nipple before returning to her mouth. "Ohhh," Aria breathed, lying her head back and letting her eyes close. She didn't protest again, and continued holding her massive breasts where they were. Laney gave her another lick, this one longer and ending at her nipple, where she flicked the tip of her tongue before resuming her task. She went from left to right, cleaning the girl's breasts of every trace of my spunk, finishing the job with the last glob that had landed on Aria's right nipple. That lick became a suckle as she drew the girl's big brown nipple into her mouth. The sight of Laney's pretty mouth sucking at Aria's huge tit made my spent cock stir with renewed desire. For her part, Aria was getting even more into it, moaning louder and caressing her spit-slickened left breast. Without warning, Laney lifted her face, releasing the nipple with a wet smacking sound and kissed Aria again. This time the girl reacted without hesitation, lifting her head and kissing back with hungry passion. The two of them moaned together as the kiss heated up. Laney groped Aria's breasts as they made out and I was pleasantly surprised to see Aria's hand creep down to clutch at her new friend's tight round ass. I was fully hard by this time as I watched things unfold from my front row seat. The sight of Laney's long, lean and pale body on top of Aria's round dark body was unbearably sexy. The soft moaning sounds coming from both of them made it even better. Laney moved the kiss to Aria's neck, drawing a deep moan from her. The kiss travelled down steadily but slowly, down to her chest, back to her breasts where it lingered for a while before continuing downward. When she got to the younger girl's belly there was a moment where I thought another protest was coming. Aria's eyes opened and she jolted, about to sit up. I interrupted this by kissing her myself, distracting her long enough for Laney to reach her destination. Aria stiffened and let out a loud, surprised moan, which ended our kiss. I sat back, confirming my suspicion on what had caused the moan—Laney had her face buried between Aria's thick, soft thighs. Aria arched her back, squeezed her eyes shut and caressed her own tits, tweaking her nipples. Her mouth was open, a continuous moan emitting from it. Pleasure was all over her face. As for Laney, she was clearly getting into it just as much. She was exploring Aria's pussy thoroughly with her tongue and fingers. As I watched, she slipped a finger inside and the moans intensified. I started stroking myself as I watched—I couldn't help myself. If I was honest, I'd never been much for girl-on-girl. In pornos, it all seemed too fake, mechanical, like it was all for show, so I didn't find it arousing. But this—this was happening right in front of me, and they were both getting off on what they were doing. I could tell Aria was getting close to cumming, her reservations and shyness long gone, obliterated by Laney's skill and enthusiasm. She appeared to be just as skilled with women as she was with men. She was flicking Aria's clit with the tip of her tongue, sliding her finger in and out of the girl's soaking cunt. She added a second finger and penetrated her faster, her tongue speeding up to match. Aria was squeezing her tits harder, fully groping them, beginning to writhe on the bed. Then she suddenly tensed up and cried out. At the same time, Laney clamped her mouth on the girl's clit, sucking on it, making the orgasm even more intense. As she came, Aria tangled her fingers in Laney's hair, holding her in place. She was bucking her crotch against the mouth that was continuing to pleasure her, making the most delicious sounds as she came, desperate and breathless. Finally it stopped. Laney gave her a last couple of licks, grinning at the hissing sounds she was causing. She sat back, still kneeling between Aria's legs, licking the girl cum from her lips and fingers. Aria's lovely brown eyes opened and she looked dazed. "Wow. I . . . " she started. Not knowing how to put what she was feeling into words, she trailed off into a contented smile. "Oh, I'm not done with you yet, babe," Laney said teasingly, swinging her leg off the edge of the bed and getting up. "You just stay right where you are. Now I get to fuck you." "You—what?" Aria asked, confused. She looked at me and I shrugged. "Just go with it," I suggested. "She knows what she's doing." Aria turned back and her eyes widened. Laney was pulling something from her cabinet. When she brought it into the dim light, we could see it was a strap-on with a harness. She stepped into it, pulled the straps tight and turned to show it to Aria. "Oh . . . shit," the girl muttered breathlessly. The latex cock was big—thick and long. It didn't exactly put me to shame, but it looked massive on Laney's slim frame. Smirking mischievously, she produced a bottle of lube from her cabinet of tricks and dribbled it generously on her synthetic shaft. She rubbed it all along the length, jerking herself off. "I think poor Jared is feeling left out," she suggested. Aria looked back to where I was kneeling on the bed next to her and smiled, seeing I was still hard and ready. She reached out and gave me a couple of gentle strokes, then pulled on me. I took her cue, leaning forward. She opened her sexy mouth and her tongue shot out, licking the head of my cock. Inclining her face to me, she enveloped the tip of me with her mouth. I could feel her tongue swirling around the head, wetting it. She didn't tease me, just took me into her mouth, more and more, until I was all the way in. Not wasting any time she started sucking, running her mouth and tongue along all of me. She was really good at this, and I wondered again about her previously-assumed innocence. A good girl doesn't suck cock like that—I knew that from experience. She moved her head more vigorously, her fingers wrapped around the base of my cock. It felt like I was all the way to the back of her throat. Suddenly her grip tightened noticeably, both fingers and mouth, and my cock vibrated with her long, humming moan. Moaning myself, I looked and immediately saw the reason for the change . . . Laney was back between Aria's legs, slowly driving the latex rod into the girl's cunt. My cock slowly slid from her mouth as she forgot what she was doing, but she kept her death grip on the base of it. Once Laney was all the way in, she leaned down and gave my cock a lick of her own, briefly taking it into her mouth before releasing it and moving over to give Aria a long, deep kiss. Aria let go of me and gripped the sheets with both hands, pressing her crotch upwards against the intruding prick. I sat back to watch the show. Grinning, Laney started to thrust, slowly and then faster. It was unbelievably kinky to see the woman I'd recently fucked on top of the girl I'd just pounded and covered with my cum. Laney was thrusting into her just like a man would—this was another thing it was obvious she'd done many times before—she quickly fell into a steady rhythm. She didn't even deviate from it when she hung her head down to take one of Aria's nipples into her mouth. That was the last bit of sensation Aria needed—she threw her head back and cried out in orgasm, her hands moving to her lover's arms, gripping them just as tightly as she had done the sheets. Laney released her nipple and braced her hands on either side of her, speeding up her thrusts, either driving her right into another orgasm or extending the previous one. I couldn't just watch anymore. I grabbed Aria's right breast and attacked it with my mouth and tongue, kneading the left one at the same time. This brought the response I'd hoped and she continued cumming, thrashing about vigorously under our joint attentions. I let her breasts go and watched Laney fucking Aria madly, panting with the effort. I quietly crawled the length of the bed until I was behind her. I caressed her tight, flexing ass, enjoying the surprised groan she gave. She spread her legs, somehow not missing a single thrust and I had access to her cunt, framed by the straps of the harness. I couldn't get my face down there without interrupting her rhythm, so instead I reached down with my hand, stroking her slightly parted pussy lips. She was very wet—fucking Aria was having an effect on her too. It wasn't long before my finger was coated. I hooked it and plunged it into her cunt as deeply as I could, bringing my left index finger down to rub her plump clit. She started thrusting slower and deeper, pressing against my fingers on her back-thrusts. The girls were moaning in harmony, both getting closer to exploding. A few more of those slow thrusts and Laney howled in pleasure, slamming into Aria one last time, shoving the girl over the edge into pleasure with her. Laney collapsed on top of her, convulsing on my finger, which kept her artificial cock moving inside Aria. As a result, both girls kept climaxing longer than usual. Figuring she'd had enough, I slid my finger out of her. Sucking her honey off my finger, I drank in the sight of her lying on top of the panting Aria, who had her arms wrapped around in a tight embrace. Recovering quickly, Laney pulled out and knelt again, saying, "God that was fucking incredible. Jared, I'm tagging you in. She needs more of the real thing." Crawling off of Aria, she patted the girl's cheek and in a commanding voice said, "Aria, get on all fours honey." Aria responded at once, the dazed look back on her face. She turned and got on her hands and knees, pointing her delicious round ass at me, her legs spread enough to open her pussy. The scent of sex washed over me, making me light headed. "I want you to suck my cock," Laney ordered, her voice still authoritative. Aria did as she was told, taking the latex cock into her mouth as far as she could get it. She started sucking her own cum off of it, bobbing her head up and down, really laying into it. Laney stroked her hair lovingly and glanced up at me, giving me a small nod. That was my signal. I positioned myself behind Aria, aiming my cock at her waiting cunt, trying to give her no indication of what I was about to do. She was too focused on sucking the fake cock to notice my movements. Without touching her with my hands I slowly sank into her. With a gasp, Aria let go of the strap-on and looked over her shoulder at me, surprise and lust burning in her eyes. Smiling back at her I grabbed her hips, pulled my cock halfway out and drove it back into her slick depths. The suddenness of it made her tense up and cry out. It only took a few thrusts to make her cum—never underestimate the element of surprise. Her cunt squeezed my cock even more tightly but I kept thrusting, holding her sexy hips firmly. No more holding back. I'd seen too many incredible things that night to take my time and make it last. I felt half-crazed with lust and at that point all I wanted was to cum, to bathe her in it. These girls had driven me completely wild. But just when I thought it couldn't get any hotter another unexpected event happened. Aria reached forward to Laney, giving the strap-on a couple of idle strokes before dropping her hand lower. Laney sighed and spread her legs, offering up her pussy to her friend. Before I knew what was happening, Aria was leaning forward more, her tongue slipping out of her mouth and licking up Laney's slit, finding her swollen clit easily. I watched my once-shy coworker going down on another woman for the first time as I took her hard from behind and I'd never been more aroused in my life. We'd drawn her out . . . or had she always had the potential to be this dirty? Maybe it was always there, hidden beneath the good girl and we'd just given her the encouragement she needed to let her inner slut out. Whatever it was, it seemed Aria was a natural. She attacked Laney's pussy with enthusiasm, driving our friend wild within moments. I watched her tongue flick rapidly on the protruding clit as Laney squeezed her own tits and pinched her nipples. Her head lolled back and delicious moans were coming from her. All the while I continued to fuck Aria as hard as I could, pulling moans from her too. I was getting all the way inside her, deeper than the first time we'd fucked, and I felt a huge orgasm building up within me. When it happened it was like a wave. Laney came first, bucking against Aria's face. She came next, her cunt contracting around my cock, pushing me over the edge. With a loud groan, I pulled out and barely had time to grab my cock and aim it before it started spurting all over Aria's gorgeous ass. The first spurt reached the small of her back, the rest hitting her luscious cheeks and oozing into her ass crack. I tumbled backwards, exhausted, catching myself with my hands. Aria was still cumming, her whole body vibrating with it, and I watched her cunt open and close with the last few contractions. Her cum was actually flowing from her onto her inner thighs. She couldn't even moan anymore, it was that intense. Her face was buried in Laney's crotch, her fingers again clutching the sheets. Recovering quickly once again, Laney leaned over Aria and licked up my semen, seeming to savor the act. Once she was done, she leaned forward more and took my cock into her mouth, cleaning that too. Then she lay back on the far side of the bed, patting the empty space in between them and looking at me. Aria curled up on her side, facing Laney, panting and still quivering. I lay down between my beautiful naked friends, spreading my arms so I could put one around each of them. They cuddled in to me and I sighed contentedly. "You know what?" I said. In response, they both murmured unintelligibly, which made me chuckle. "Most of the straight male population would kill to be in this bed right now." Laney ran her fingers through my chest hair and softly said, "Uh huh. But I think we got the right one to fill the spot." Aria smiled sweetly at me, nodding. I squeezed both of them and we lay like that for a while in happy silence. Aria suddenly said in her soft, sweet voice, "Thank you both for inviting me over. This is seriously not what I expected from tonight." "It's best to not expect anything," Laney replied. "Then you're always surprised." I thought back to my rule about always injecting some of the unexpected into my life to keep things fresh. It seemed a silly rule now . . . since meeting Laney my taste for the unexpected was much greater. A new restaurant or unplanned road trip just wouldn't cut it anymore. I'd been thoroughly spoiled, and I loved it. "Makes sense," Aria conceded. "But I don't know how anything could possibly surprise me again after tonight." Sweet and Sour Ch. 02 "Oh, we'll think of something," Laney promised her. "I have a feeling the three of us are going to become really close." As Aria made a small happy noise in response and the two of them settled in closer to me, I mused that I was going to have no shortage of unexpected moments from here on out. I also thought about how I never again wanted to be with a woman who just had one side to her. Dominant, submissive . . . good girl, nasty girl . . . innocent or wild. It was so much better to be with a woman who had many facets. Conflicting flavors are the best. Author's Note: This seemed like the obvious advancement to the story. Thanks to those who offered the advice and encouragement that carried me through this challenging chapter. (Especially K. and M.) Also to all those who continue to read my little stories. There is a possibility of one final chapter to this one . . . let me know what you think and if you'd like to see it. Sweet and Sour Ch. 03 For months, the high point of my work days were the occasional visits from Aria, coming to my desk to ask me questions. That hadn't changed, although the feel of these visits had. This visit, which was to get answers for a tricky call she was on, felt just like every other, with her smiling at me, leaning over and pushing her full breasts together in her low-cut top, thrusting her chest out. They looked in very real peril of tumbling out into the open. I knew she did things like this on purpose to entice me. The difference was, because seven days before we'd had sex for the first (and second) time, now I didn't have to pretend (unsuccessfully, granted) that I wasn't transfixed on her spectacular bosom. Sure, she had many other things to look at, chief among them her big olive-brown eyes and her radiant smile, but with her boobs right there in line with my eyes (her standing and me sitting), it was impossible to not look. She enjoyed the attention, her eyes lighting up and her smile widening when she saw the effect she was having on me. Actually, the word "effect" doesn't cover it. By the time she had the answer she was looking for, I was practically a sex-crazed zombie. She thanked me, pivoted, and started walking away. Unable to stop myself, I turned and watched her go. Her sexy round bottom was encased in skin-tight jeans that day. She glanced over her shoulder, her smile devious. Yeah, just as I suspected ... she'd been baiting me. I had been pretty sure she already knew the answer and had just come by to see me, to continue to drive me crazy. She knew I was having trouble waiting for the shift to end. This was a new side to her, the teasing. It intrigued me. Instead of work being awkward, as had been my fear when embarking on a sexual relationship with my coworker, it had actually gotten much better. We had a secret that only the two of us knew. (Well, aside from our mutual friend Laney, but she didn't work with us.) Our secret added spice to every glance, each interaction. If it was driving her as wild as it was driving me, she didn't betray it in the slightest. Not out loud, anyway. Her texts told a different story. The most recent one I'd gotten—sent stealthily from her desk across the building—said "I can't wait to have your cock in my mouth again." I turned back to my work, willing my erection to go down before the next rep came to my desk for assistance. Thank god we'd arranged to go to Laney's apartment that evening for dinner, drinks, and more fun of the sort we could never discuss at work. My erection was painfully hard and uncomfortable in my jeans just thinking about it. All week I'd been remembering what the three of us had done the prior Friday and fantasizing about what we might do this Friday. My work week was a blur since my head—and other parts—were elsewhere. I wasn't entirely sure how I'd managed to get into this unique situation, being able to mess around with both my sexy coworker and the wild gas station clerk I'd befriended, but the why wasn't so important. The result was that I was in that situation and loving every minute of it. Maybe it would fizzle out, or end in disaster, but at the moment I couldn't bring myself to care. I was having the time of my life and I planned to enjoy it for as long as it lasted. I had a feeling Laney was up to something. At lunch I'd stopped by the gas station and she wasn't there. The nice older clerk (I never learned her name) told me she'd taken a vacation day. I texted her to ask if we were still on for that night and it had taken her a long time to respond. When she finally did, all it said was yes, she was getting ready. It felt like I was getting the brush off and I had to remind myself that our friendship was just that ... a friendship with a lot of mind-blowing sex built into it. I hadn't been looking for anything serious. Despite the frequency with which she was coming into my mind lately. And the same went for Aria—although I was becoming increasingly aware that my feelings had, at some point, started to shift. My heart had started to beat fast from her latest visit to my desk, and I don't think it was all because of the cleavage. I found myself thinking of the two of them quite a bit, and not just what they looked like naked or how they sounded when they came. I also thought of their smiles, the looks they gave me, the sound of their voices and the things they talked about, how comfortable I was lying in bed nestled between the two of them as we all dozed after sex in our three-way cuddle. It was weird, these extra feelings, and not what any of us said we were looking for, so I did my best to ignore the feelings, to focus on the sex and the pleasure and nothing else. That was what kept us getting together—this would be the third Friday in a row that I'd seen Laney, the second with Aria—and so that was what I told myself I should be focusing on. Not things that went beyond the arrangement and probably wouldn't work in real life. The afternoon dragged on, however, and I found my thoughts going back to my two intriguing friends. I thought of where I was, only two weeks before ... stuck in a rut, playing at spontaneity in a futile attempt to feel less hopeless. Was I just deluding myself with my insistence that I didn't want a romantic entanglement? I was so emotionally closed off, so afraid of change and being hurt that I very nearly missed out on all of this. But I didn't know what "this" was. Just friends, just sex, I told myself. That's all it's ever been. Still, shortly after 5, there was Aria again, in my cubicle, looking cheerful and excited, asking me if I was ready to go. And there was my heart again, racing away at the sight of her. We walked out of the building, arm-in-arm, turning several heads, and I felt a surge of pride. The most beautiful girl in the company was leaving with me, and all the other guys were jealous. Thinking of the dirty things I would soon be doing to her made me even happier. I was grinning as I opened the car door for her. I couldn't help it. As we made our way to Laney's apartment, Aria filled me in on her week. I found myself listening attentively instead of only halfway. She had this weird way of making our jobs sound interesting. And her voice took on a hint of attitude when she talked about a particularly annoying caller. Was this the same shy girl I'd kissed on Laney's couch last Friday? I didn't know she had this strong, sassy side to her—and I liked it. When we got to Laney's apartment, she answered the door as usual, but not in the usual attire. She was wearing a tee shirt and tights that hugged her slender legs and round bottom, which wasn't out of the ordinary. But over the tee shirt was a frilly pink apron with a needlepoint of a cartoonish cat on it. The cat was wearing a chef's hat. Aria giggled at it as she stepped past me and slipped her shoes off, but I was motionless. Laney's face broke into a sunny smile and she grabbed my arm, yanking me inside. "C'mon Jared, don't look so fuckin' shocked. I can be girly sometimes," she said. I overcame my surprise and said, "Just not what I was expecting to see you in, that's all." "Well, you'll be even more surprised to know that I made this myself," she told me, pointing proudly to the needlepoint cat. "My gramma taught me." She swiveled on her heel and walked back towards the kitchen. "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes, you two," she called from the doorway of the kitchen, shoving her hand into an oven mitt that was as pink as her apron. The star tattoo on her wrist peeked out from under it, adding to my disorientation. "You cooked for us?" I asked, my voice showing how incredulous I was feeling. Laney shot me a mock-fierce look over her shoulder and growled, "Don't start." Smiling, I put my hand at the small of Aria's back and guided her to the table in Laney's small dining area, where places had already been set for us. She glanced up at me, smiling warmly. I felt my heart give another lurch and I again wondered just when this had happened ... when had interest and sexual attraction become romantic affection? And what was I supposed to do now that it had? Laney emerged from the kitchen to serve dinner and I forgot about my conflict, finding myself once again surprised by my unpredictable friend. A week ago, if she'd mentioned that she cooked and did needlepoint, I would have assumed she was messing with me. My pierced, tattooed, martial-artist friend occasionally wore a pink apron and practiced her skills in the kitchen. I was curious what other secrets she had. Dinner was steak, baked potatoes, and salad, served with really good wine. I couldn't tell you how long it had been since I'd had a home cooked meal that hadn't been grilled or didn't come out of a can. Everything was delicious, and Aria and I didn't hesitate to tell her so. My normally brazen friend blushed at the compliments, griping at the meal's flaws, which only she seemed to be aware of. Laney dropped the complaints as we continued heaping compliments on her, and decided to take them with a smile. For dessert, Laney served homemade cherry cheesecake. After she sat back down and took a sip of her wine, she said, "I decided to cook for you two to thank you for last week. It was really nice, and I don't just mean the sex. You know, I've been thinking about it a lot. The three of us, we have an interesting dynamic. It's different from anything I've ever felt. I think we're making a really solid ... friendship." Her eyes darted to mine and then Aria's quickly and then away before she continued. "I feel a little more stable than I'm used to feeling. Like my emotions and my whims aren't fluttering around all over the place nearly as much. I feel like I have a place, a part to play. I wanted to know if the two of you feel the same way." "I do," Aria said softly, poking at the cheesecake with her fork. "Last Friday I had a lot of new experiences, and I liked all of them. I'm glad the two of you want me around." They both turned to me and I realized it was my turn to answer. I chuckled. "I still feel like I'm the luckiest guy in the entire world, and I don't think that feeling is going to go away," I told them with all sincerity. "I think the two of you are special, and sexy, and amazing. Unlike anyone I've ever known. I don't know what this is, but I want it to keep going, as long as we can manage it. I'll play whatever part the two of you need me to." They both smiled at my answer, and the discussion seemed to be over. We finished dessert, Laney refilled our wine glasses, and we retired to the living room couch to listen to music and talk some more. The conversation was less serious, mostly consisting of how our weeks had gone. I didn't add much, content to sit back and listen, sipping my wine and enjoying their company. As the evening went on, we went to the bathroom, one by one. Aria was the last one to go and when she came back, I noticed she'd removed her bra. I could see the clear imprints of her big, hard nipples through her top. It took all my restraint to not pounce. I wanted so badly to grope and suckle her through the fabric. A glance over to Laney made me think she was fighting the same urge. Aria sat back down between us and started back in on the story she'd been telling before her potty break. Not even a minute into the story, Laney reached over and tweaked one of her nipples, making the younger girl lose her train of thought. Aria looked both annoyed and aroused—an interesting combination. "Sorry," Laney said, in a tone that was quite obviously not sorry. "I had to." Aria, looking mischievous, reached out and did the same to Laney and before long the two of them were wrestling on the couch, each trying to grab a handful of the other's breasts. While they were distracted, I reached around from behind and pulled Aria's top down, allowing her full tits to finally tumble out, like they almost had back in my cubicle. With her fully exposed, I cupped one in my hand, squeezing it. "Heyyyy!" she cried, distracted from wrestling, which allowed Laney to grab the other one. "That's cheating. Mmm," Her protests were cut off by a small moan as we played with her tits. "I think it's time for us to give Jared his real dessert," Laney said, standing and abruptly pulling down her tights. She was wearing no panties, and we were both treated to a nice view of her cleanly shaved snatch. "I get another dessert? You two are spoiling me," I said, letting Aria go and sitting back. Laney helped Aria up and unbuttoned her fly, helping her to wriggle out of first her tight jeans, and then her panties. I watched the display hungrily as they turned to face me, side by side, bottomless. Laney was blinking her blue eyes at me, smirking, while Aria's olive brown eyes were half-lidded, her cheeks red in a blush. I took in all of them, Laney's slim form, her rounded hips leading to narrow pale thighs, her hairless crevice and slightly puffy, exposed pussy lips. Aria with her massive tits hanging out, her curvier hips and thick brown thighs, her pussy covered with curly black hairs. I was hard within seconds on the visual alone, never mind the anticipation. I knew what Laney had in mind with her reference to dessert and only exposing their bottom halves. Laney led Aria back to their seats on the couch. Once seated, Laney leaned against the cushioned back of the couch and spread her slender legs, peering over at me, a lock of hair over one eye. The lock was colored dark green that night. "Well?" she asked, her voice sultry. "What are you waiting for? Dig in." I stood and stepped back, again taking in the sight of them. I wanted to remember the moment. Aria, seeing how Laney was sitting, took the same pose, spreading her legs and baring herself to me. I can't express how sexy my friends looked, side by side on the couch, legs spread at the ready, waiting impatiently for me to please them. I again thought of what a lucky bastard I was. Since Laney had started this, I decided to kneel before her first, running one hand over Laney's right thigh and the other over Aria's left. I was at a loss as to where to start, but Laney solved that for me by grabbing the front of my shirt and yanking me towards her crotch. I started kissing the inside of her thighs teasingly, enjoying the way I was making her squirm, but she was clearly in no mood for waiting that night. She put a stop to my attempts at teasing by clutching the back of my head and redirecting me to her waiting pussy. On the first lick I tasted some of her juices. She was already very wet—I guess the anticipation wasn't just getting to me. I poked my tongue as far inside her as I could get it, feeling more of her arousal seeping out around it, moistening my lips. She moaned deep, not releasing the back of my head, running her fingers through my hair. I licked upwards, finding her hard protruding clit and licked all around it, making her moan harder. As I pleasured Laney, the hand that had been on Aria's thigh travelled inward, finding her pussy. I stroked her wet slit, dipping my finger inside to coat it with her fluids before playing with her clit. Hers was fatter than Laney's, but just as hard. They groaned almost in harmony as I steadily and deliberately stimulated both of them. I could tell Laney was getting close, so I brought my right hand up and stuck my index finger into her cunt as I continued to flick her sensitive clit with my tongue. At the same time I increased the movements with my left hand, bringing Aria closer and closer. Suddenly Laney stiffened beneath me, gripping my hair tightly and thrusting up against my face, crying out in orgasm. Not long after, Aria's legs clamped around my hand and she came too, almost soaking my hand. After several thrusts against my mouth, Laney let go of my hair and I sat back, licking first one finger then the other, sampling their different flavors. They both watched me, half-lidded in pleasure, Laney slumped back and Aria gripping one of her own breasts in each hand. Not waiting long, I walked on my knees over to Aria, taking the same position before her as I had before Laney. I hadn't had the chance to taste her last week, so I'd been looking forward to this. Leaning in to her, I mused that they even smelled different from each other. I gave her pussy a couple of test licks, finding her tangier taste all over her from her recent climax. I gave her a long lick from bottom to top, stopping at her bigger nub, drawing a long, sweet moan from her. Not wanting to leave Laney out, I placed my right hand on her pussy, feeling her put her own hand over it, guiding me to finger her the way she wanted. I let her take over as I concentrated on Aria, moving my tongue faster and slowly inserting my left index finger into her warm depths. I stuck it in as far as it would go, hooking it, looking for her g-spot. When I found it, she lurched under me, cumming almost instantly. The rush of fluids that came from her was far more than usual—I wouldn't say she squirted, exactly, but damn close. I licked up all her cum that I could, continuing to let Laney pleasure herself with my right hand. Aria's moans continued, so I kept going, moving my finger in and out as I moved my tongue back up to her clit. She was so wet that my finger slipped out, down to the vicinity of her asshole. Curious, I played around it with my drenched finger, hearing a gasp. She moved under me, moaning my name, "Jared, I- " What she was about to say, whether it be encouragement or protest, I'm not sure, because her movement made my finger slip and start to enter her ass. "Oh!" she said, surprised. She was so tight and unyielding, I could tell she was an anal virgin, and her stiff movements told me she was unsure about what I was doing. She didn't ask me to stop, and I couldn't ask, with my mouth occupied, so I continued to test the limits. Not moving it in any further, I kept my finger moving around the area, all around the puckered opening and then in, just a little. My saliva and her cum was dripping down onto my finger, making it even wetter. She was giving out her sexy staccato moans, so I suspected she was enjoying what I was doing. I didn't plan on taking it any further. At least for now. I sucked Aria's clitoris into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue as I did. At the same time, Laney brought herself off with my hand, humping it enthusiastically. Her movements jostled both Aria and me, and before I knew what was happening, my finger was buried all the way in Aria's unbelievably tight anal cavity. Aria almost screamed as she came again, and this time I'm pretty sure she actually did squirt a little—that's how wet my face got. As she came, her ass contracted around my finger and I moved my tongue faster on her clit, extending her pleasure out. Finally she came down and I let her nub go, slowly sliding my finger out of her still twitching anal hole. I sat back, looking at her. She was sweating and out of breath, one hand on her chest, the other gripping the couch cushion firmly. "Wow," Laney said appreciatively. "What did you do to her?" "I'd ... like to ... know too," Aria gasped, looking at me lustfully. "My finger slipped into her ass," I explained to Laney. "Oh!" she said, looking over at Aria, surprised. "I didn't peg you as being a girl who's into anal play." "I'm not," Aria said quickly. "I mean, I've never done anything like that before. That was ... new." She smiled sweetly at me, adding, "I guess I liked it, huh?" "I guess so," I said, grinning, wiping her copious wetness off my face, sampling some of it from the back of my hand. Still tangy, but sweeter. Probably because I'd made her squirt. "God, I love seeing you lick up our cum," Laney said, throatily. She stood up and pulled her tee shirt over her head, baring her smaller, but still round, tits. Her nipples were rigid and sticking straight out. She offered her hand to me, helping me to my feet. "Jared did a good job with his dessert, didn't he Aria?" she asked. Sweet and Sour Ch. 03 The girl nodded as she stood up, her legs shaky from her rapid-fire orgasms. "Yes he did. Real good." "Well," Laney continued, leading me towards the bedroom, "since he did such a good job, I guess it's time for us to do a good job on him too." Aria reached around me as we walked, squeezing my very obvious erection through my jeans. "Yeah, I think he needs that. You need that bad don't you baby?" she asked me. "Yeah I do," I agreed, my voice thick. I didn't know what the two of them were about to do to me, but I did know I was going to enjoy every second of it. Once we got into her bedroom, Laney first lit two candles that were on her dresser. Then she took Aria's shirt off. Both of my friends were standing naked in front of me. Laney then started taking off my shirt. Helping out, Aria went to work on my pants. Within moments I was as naked as they were, my hard cock bobbing at the ready. "Lay down, honey. We're gonna take care of you." I crawled onto the bed and lay in the middle of it, watching as Laney opened her special cabinet, coming out with the handcuffs she'd used on me during our first night together. Aria watched curiously as Laney secured me to the bed, crawling over me to get to my right hand. Once I was cuffed, Laney beckoned for Aria to climb onto the bed. I looked from one to the other as they knelt, one of either side of me. They half turned to each other, Aria still wearing the questioning look. Laney, perfectly willing to show her what was planned, leaned forward and kissed her deeply, clutching a big breast in each hand as she did. Aria followed suit, kissing back and playing with Laney's tits. As I'd said before, I've never been one of those guys who are driven crazy by the sight of two girls kissing, but it turned into a different situation when it was two girls I was attracted to. Especially when it was obvious it wasn't just for show and they were into each other too. I watched as they got into it, Laney moving down from Aria's lips to her tits, sucking and biting on one nipple, then the other. Aria's head lolled back and she moaned. Laney let Aria's nipples go and turned to look at me. "Oooh, I think we're having an effect on Jared, don't you?" she said with a devilish smile. "Let's keep the show going, babe. See how crazy we can make him before we give him what he wants." With that, Laney started masturbating right where she was kneeling, her right hand going to her smooth pussy and parting her plump lips as her left hand tweaked one of her own nipples. Aria followed along eagerly, starting with her breasts, feeling herself up before letting her right hand go between her legs. For the next several minutes I was given the best show ever, watching my two beautiful friends race each other to orgasm on either side of me. The sight of them pleasuring themselves so close to me, the flickering of the candlelight, the delicious sounds they were making as they brought themselves closer and closer to their respective climaxes, the smell of their sexes mingling and drifting over to me, the fact that I was cuffed and couldn't do anything to help ... all these things combined to drive me out of my mind with lust. Laney won the race, arching her back and bucking against her hand as her moans reached a fevered pitch. Aria's hand moved faster, trying to catch up as she watched Laney's pleasure. Coming down from the orgasm, Laney reached over with her left hand and fondled the tit Aria wasn't playing with, helping her along. Not even a minute after, Aria started rocking against her frantically moving hand, moaning rhythmically as she came as well. Her body quaked with it, her tits jiggling wildly. Laney leaned over to give me a quick, hot kiss. Aria did the same, pressing her warm crotch against my thigh as she did, wiping some of her wetness on my leg. My cock twitched and throbbed, begging to be touched. I strained against the cuffs, aching and actually whimpering a little. "Poor baby," Laney said, looking down at me, her eyes dropping to my cock. "Look ... what ... we did ... to you," she said in a pouting voice, running her girl-cum slick fingers around my groin, teasing but not touching my rigid member. "We're soooooo mean aren't we?" She looked over at me, one eyebrow arching when I didn't respond. "Aren't we?" she repeated pointedly. "Yeah," I grumbled. "So mean." Chuckling, Laney directed Aria, "Go ahead and sit on the poor baby's cock. He needs some special attention." Aria did as ordered, mounting me. Once she was in place, Laney finally touched me, pointing me to Aria's drenched opening. "Unh, unnngh," Aria grunted, settling down on my cock. I slid deep down, all the way to her center. Sighing, Aria started moving on me, rocking back and forth and then moving me in and out, alternating these movements. It felt incredible to finally get some stimulation after all I'd seen that night, after all the times they'd cum for me. Not wanting to be left out, Laney suddenly swung her leg around, turning until she was straddling my face backwards. Her lean thighs were spread wide, resting on my upraised arms, her pelvis tilted back to bring her cunt to my mouth. It was awkward from the position she had to take due to the cuffs, but she managed it by holding onto Aria's waist. The resistance made Aria work harder at fucking me, and this allowed me to lick up the wetness from Laney's most recent cum. Giving up full movement, Aria went back to rocking, stimulating her clit on me, using me for her pleasure. The thought of being used like that excited me, making it feel like I was growing even harder, although I'm sure that was impossible. I moaned into Laney's cunt, dragging my tongue from her clit to the bottom of her slit, poking it inside and then repeating. At one point she tilted her pelvis forward, forcing my tongue to move to her anus, which I promptly started to lick instead. "Ahhh, ah fuck," she gasped when my tongue poked inside. Finally the steady rocking motion did the trick and Aria tensed up around my cock, cumming once again. I could feel her wetness seeping out all around my crotch, her cunt contracting on me as she shuddered, making the whole bed shake. Shortly after her shuddering stopped she climbed down, allowing Laney to crawl forward and take her place, still turned away from me. Laney stuck me in right away, slamming down to the base, groaning at the change in sensation. "Aw shit yeah," she said, fucking me fast and hard. Fucking them both so quickly in succession made me realize even their vaginas felt different. It felt like I could get deeper into Laney, whereas Aria seemed more shallow and tighter. Both felt heavenly, of course. As Laney fucked me with abandon, I watched her angel wing tattoo bouncing and her ass cheeks shake. As I was being fucked hard, Aria dangled her huge tits in my face, allowing me a couple of good licks. I was able to suck one hard nipple for a moment before she sat back, watching Laney's movements. With no warning, Aria stuck one of her fingers in my mouth and I sucked on it, surprised at the distinctive taste of her cum. She continued this for a bit, pulling her finger away and then replacing it once she'd coated it again with her fluids. I was moaning almost in time with Laney by this point, feeling myself getting close. Before I could get there, though, Laney stiffened and cried out, drenching my poor aching cock even more. She got off me and I whimpered again, no longer even trying to hold it in. "Aw, poor Jared didn't get to cum yet," she told Aria. "Maybe you'd like to finish him off with your mouth?" she suggested. Aria nodded and switched places with Laney, gripping the base of my cock with her hand and diving right down on it. "Ohhhhh," I moaned, feeling her small, wet mouth encase me where Laney's cunt had been only moments before. Her long, soft hair tickled my leg and the hand that wasn't holding onto my prick rested on my thigh. She sucked off all our friend's fluids, taking me even deeper into her mouth than she had the prior week. I could feel the head of my cock hitting her throat—she almost got all of me inside. "Mmm. Fuck that's hot," Laney commented, running her hand along my chest, smoothing down my curly chest hair. "You're good at this, babe. Isn't she good at sucking you, Jared?" I made a small sound of affirmation that was mostly lost in my increasing moans. I couldn't think straight. I needed to cum so bad it was blotting out all else. "Mmm, Aria honey, you look like such a hot slut right now. So fucking sexy." Aria moaned deeply at Laney's words, bobbing her head even faster, stroking with her hand and increasing the suction of her mouth. The hand holding my thigh gripped me tighter. Laney noticed the difference too. "Ohhh, you like that don't you? You like being called a slut? Well, that's what you are right now, sucking the cock that was just in me. You know what, baby? You should let Jared cum in your mouth. Drink it all down like a good little slut." Aria's moans continued and the movements of her head and hand became frantic. I could feel her nails digging into my thigh. "Ohhhhh! OHHH!" I bellowed, feeling my cock tense up. Still my sexy friend continued to fuck me with her mouth, not seeming to notice my cries of pleasure as lost as she was in what she was doing. The long-awaited orgasm hit me full force, blocking out all thought as waves of ecstasy rolled over me. Tensing up even more, my cock spasmed within Aria's pretty mouth, blasting her with the massive load that had built up over a day's worth of teasing. I bucked against her, feeling her movements stop and her suction increase more as she swallowed all that I was giving her. She continued sucking as my cock stopped erupting, making sure she'd gotten all of it. When she released me from her mouth, my shaft was clean, save for her saliva which coated every inch of it. "That. Was. Fucking hot," Laney said with enthusiasm. "You are a master at that." "Really?" Aria asked, her voice back to being shy while she looked at Laney with uncertainty. "Look at you," Laney said, chuckling. "Just sucked Jared off even better than I could have and you're still shy? You're adorable." Laney reached under the pillow and pulled out the keys to the handcuffs. She must have slipped the keys under there when she first shackled me. While she undid the cuffs, she continued talking to Aria. "You liked when I called you a slut, didn't you baby? Don't try to pretend you didn't. I could tell it turned you on." Aria nodded, but didn't say anything. She squirmed a little from her kneeling position. "Oh yeah, you did. And you're liking it even more now. You want to touch yourself, don't you? You need to get yourself off again already because sucking Jared off got you so hot. Go ahead, you can touch yourself." Not taking her eyes off Laney, Aria's hand crept between her legs and she started fingering herself. "Mmm, not so shy now, huh? So tell me—are you a slut, Aria?" Aria, her hand moving even faster, quietly said, "Oh yes. For you two I am." "Are you a nasty whore?" Laney prodded, using the authoritative tone she'd discovered our friend responded well to. "Tell me you're a nasty whore." "I'm a nasty whore!" Aria said, louder. She sounded out of breath. "And something else I noticed- you liked having Jared's finger up your ass earlier." "Yes," Aria gasped, looking over at me and groaning. "I liked it. A lot." "Liked what?" Laney prodded, licking her lips. She was enjoying this as much as Aria was. "Tell me what you liked, Aria." "I liked having Jared's finger up my ass," Aria admitted, working her hand even faster. "I wanna feel it again." "Such a sexy little slut. You just can't get enough. I bet you'd like both of us to take you at the same time, wouldn't you?" Laney asked, playing with Aria's tits. At the same time she reached around and started stroking my semi-hard cock, bringing me back up to full attention. "Oh yeah, you want that, don't you? For both me and Jared to fuck you? I can tell you're curious." Aria made a sound of agreement in between her moans. "Then ask us for it. Ask us nicely or we won't do it." After saying that, Laney bowed her head and nibbled the nearest nipple, drawing a surprised yelp from the younger girl. "Please Laney," Aria begged, shoving a finger into her snatch as she talked. "And Jared. I want you both to fuck me. I want that so bad." "You got it, baby," Laney said, letting go of both of us and crawling towards the foot of the bed. "Climb on top of Jared. You two get started first and I'll join in." Doing as instructed, Aria mounted me eagerly and mere seconds later I was again buried in her wetness. Her hand and Laney's words had really gotten her juices flowing. Wanting to keep urging her on, I said, "Wow Aria. You got yourself so wet for me. How many times have you cum tonight? I've lost count. And you still need more. You really are a slut." I could see the effect of my words on Aria's face and in her actions. She started moving more quickly, desperately. Her hair hung in her face, but I could see rapture imprinted there. Her huge tits swung as she rocked on me, making me penetrate her deeply. She looked so sexy in the candlelight, moving atop me. I looked over to the side and saw Laney had produced another strap on from her cabinet of tricks. This one was smaller and ridged. She'd already put the harness on and was reaching in to get some lube for it. She saw me looking and smirked evilly, waggling the fake cock at me. I got the distinct impression this was the one she'd suggested using on me before I'd refused. Well, as far as I was concerned, it was about to be put to much better use—taking our sweet, oversexed young friend's anal virginity. "You're so sexy. You're fucking me so good Aria. You like fucking, don't you? You like being a nasty whore for us?" I asked, spurring her on. I grabbed her hips and thrust up to meet her movements. As she fucked me even faster, Aria muttered down at me lustfully. "Yeah, oh yeah. I love fucking. I love your cock. I looooo—OH! OHHHH!" She shook on top of me, her inner walls clenching as she exploded. She didn't notice Laney had returned to the bed and was behind her. I spread my legs a little and could feel Laney kneeling between them. All of a sudden Aria's dark eyes flew open, her mouth an "o" of surprise. "OH! What're you doing?" she asked, looking over her shoulder. "It's fine, keep fucking him. I'll go slow," Laney promised. "But you'll have to tell me if you want me to stop." "No, I- " Aria started, cutting off with a gasp. "Ohhhhh," Her moan was long and throaty. There wasn't any movement for a few seconds and then I could feel Laney's slow thrusts through Aria's stiffened body. "Oh yeah, there you go," Laney said gently. "Uh huh. There's a good girl. Loosen up for me, let me alllll the way in. There." With a note of triumph, she said, "I'm all the way in your ass, Aria. How's that feel?" "Weird, but ... good," Aria said, wiggling a little, trying to get used to the new sensation. "I used the small one. Maybe next time you can try something—or someONE—bigger," Laney told her, pinching my leg to punctuate the "someone" part. "Oh!" Aria said, shocked. She looked down at me, uncertainly. "I dunno if I can get Jared's- OH!" Again her words were interrupted by pleasure—I felt Laney thrusting again, just once, this one short and fast. "Oh shit, that felt real good," Aria groaned, starting to move on top of me again. It took us a little while to get a good rhythm going, but once we found it, we stuck with it. Aria ended up staying relatively still while I gripped her waist and thrust up into her tight pussy. Timing her thrusts with mine, Laney took her ass, speeding up once Aria got used to being penetrated there. After a few minutes we were both slamming into her in an almost flawless rhythm. At some point during our attack, Aria cried out, cumming even harder than before, and still we fucked her, harder and faster through her contractions, driving her to new heights of pleasure. She came twice more before I gave my last thrust and pulled out. Laney pulled out too and Aria collapsed on top of me, trapping my spurting cock between our sweaty bodies, just like Laney and I had done our first night together. Laney was removing the strap on when Aria flopped off of me. I scooted over to give her room. She looked exhausted, but content. I leaned over and gave her a kiss, following an impulse. I just needed to feel her lips. She kissed back, but the kiss was short. She was still trying to get her breath back. She smiled sweetly up at me. "That was ... soooo good," she whispered. I felt the bed move as Laney came back. I hoped she didn't want more—I was exhausted too. My cock was softening. I smiled to myself, thinking, 'If we're going to keep fucking like this, I'll need to spend more hours at the gym. Start eating right.' She wasn't after me though, not right away. She wanted my cum. Aria and I watched as she carefully licked up all my sticky sperm that was plastered on Aria's belly. She didn't seem to mind that it was mixed with sweat. As she tongue-bathed our friend, her hand went between her legs. I felt bad for poor Laney—we'd been focusing so much on Aria tonight that she'd been left out. She needed to cum again. Laney moved on to the sperm on my belly, so preoccupied that she didn't see what I saw. Aria, giving me a bright-eyed smile sat up and then crawled down the bed. Laney moved on to cleaning my tired cock, and then stopped, her blue eyes opening wide in shock. "Oh! Didn't expect that," she murmured. I sat up a bit so I could see better and just as I'd thought, Aria was behind Laney, licking her slit from behind. All I could see from my position was the top of Aria's head moving suggestively, most of it obscured by Laney's ass. "Oh yeah," Laney urged. "Just like that, right there. Now stick a finger in my pussy. No, two. Unhhhh." Then Laney wasn't able to give any more instructions because she'd taken me into her mouth. The smacking sounds coming from what Aria was doing and Laney's skillful mouth had my cock hard and ready again in seconds. Laney hummed as she came, her hands gripping at my legs and her teeth grazing my shaft for a moment. Then she set back to work, giving me a practiced expert blowjob. She wasn't interested in drawing it out, she just wanted more cum. And to get it, she'd gone right to the source. Aria kept pleasuring Laney even after she'd cum, and it was a good thing. Even with all Laney's skill, I could tell it was going to take a long time for my third orgasm of the night. Then, just as abruptly as she'd begun, Laney stopped. My hard, saliva-wet cock slipped from her mouth and she whispered something over her shoulder to Aria. Aria quickly lay down next to me and Laney let me in on her plan. "Fuck her tits, Jared. I wanna see you titty fuck her." I couldn't lie, I'd had the urge to do that since the first time Aria had been in my cubicle with her generous cleavage on display. Not wasting any time, I got up and straddled her torso. Aria gripped her huge breasts together, holding them up and together for me. I hadn't noticed how wet Laney had made my cock until that moment—she must have been planning this. Bracing myself on her shoulders, I slid between Aria's incredible, soft globes and started thrusting. It felt amazing, and even better was Aria's face as she looked up at me, eyes wide and eager, pretty lips curved in a smile. "Yeah, that's hot," Laney said, back in a kneeling position beside us where she could see what we were doing and play with herself. "I wanna see your hot cum all over her pretty face. Would you like that, Aria?" Aria turned her smile to Laney and said, "Yeah. I want Jared to cum on my face." She bit her lip and added, "And then I want you to lick it all off." Sweet and Sour Ch. 03 The surprised look on Laney's face was priceless, even though it only lasted a couple of seconds. Then she just looked pleased. "Mmmm. I can do that," she told her, sliding a finger into her shaved cleft while she rubbed her clit with her thumb. "Because I'm a slut too." Saying that seemed to bring her over the edge, and Laney gave out a long groan, burying her finger as far in as she could get it. The feel of Aria's unbelievably soft and firm tits wrapped around my cock and the expectant look on her sweet face drove me over the edge much faster than I'd expected. Giving a couple of last hard thrusts between her tits, I came, shooting a long white stream of jizz which flew forward and landed right on her cheek. She shut her eyes, and just in time, too, as the second blast hit her left eyelid. The rest of it was a weak dribble onto her upper chest—I was way past spent at that point. I stayed where I was and watched Laney lick Aria clean, finishing with the glob on her chest and giving the slit of my wilting cock a couple of licks to clear out the remaining drops. Then she turned her head, kissing Aria deeply and passionately, sharing the taste of my sperm with her. Tired out, the three of us lay back in Laney's bed, recovering and smiling at each other. We again took turns with the bathroom and afterwards, Laney asked us if we'd like to stay. I hadn't stayed over either time before, but then again, she hadn't asked. She looked like she didn't care one way or the other, but I got the feeling she was playing it cool. Her voice betrayed that she would prefer we spend the night with her. "Yeah, I'll stay. Aria?" She nodded and so the three of us lay down together. We fell asleep in the three-way cuddle we'd shared the previous Friday. *** I awoke as the morning light was coming through the shades. But it wasn't the light that woke me. It was the gentle touches along the length of my penis. I looked down to see the covers peeled back and Aria's small hand idly playing with me. I raised my face to see her lying on her side gazing at me. There was something in her olive-brown eyes, something I couldn't quite place. But it was something I liked. I leaned forward and kissed her soft lips, a sweet, slow kiss that quickly heated up. As we kissed, I caressed her breasts, ran my hand down her side, and then around to grip her bottom. She murmured in my mouth, wrapping her fingers around my growing cock, stroking it gently. My hand continued to travel until it found its way between her legs. She was wet already. Had it been the kiss? "Jared," she whispered, her forehead against mine. "I need you in me. Please." Moving carefully so as to not disturb Laney, I rolled Aria over and climbed on top of her. Within moments I was sinking into her, with exquisite slowness, feeling every inch as I penetrated her perfect pussy. Once I was all the way in, we kissed again. I kept my movements steady and deliberate. Both of us moaned, almost in unison, taking our time, enjoying the sensations of our slow morning sex. It felt way different than before—there was none of the prior night's frantic animal fucking. This was us expressing our passion. I ran my hands over her soft shoulders and down to her breasts, cupping them, enjoying the contrast of her dark skin against my light skin. She moaned up at me, her eyes wide and intense. After a couple of minutes, I looked over to Laney and found her awake and watching us, eyes half-lidded, playing with herself lazily. She smiled at me, giving me a little nod, as if encouraging me. Even more turned on by the fact that we were being watched, I sped up my thrusts a little, kissing Aria's neck and eliciting a sharp gasp from her. She looked up at me and I was lost in her eyes. There was, again, something there that went beyond sex. Some sort of affection I hadn't expected. I wondered if it was reflected in mine, if she could see it too. "I think I'm falling for you," Aria whispered. "I feel the same," I told her, not knowing I was about to talk until the words came from my mouth. The whole time I kept up the same pace and our eyes were locked together. We were broken from our trance by Laney's increasing sounds of pleasure as she got herself off on the show happening right next to her. I felt myself get even harder and it seemed to have the same effect on Aria. She reached around and gripped my ass, spreading her legs even wider, pleading with her eyes for me to go faster. I did, and within a few more strokes she was cumming, making that distinctive moan that I'd grown so fond of. The sound of it and the tremors of her voluptuous body beneath me brought me near the edge. "I'm close, Aria," I whispered to her. "I want you to cum," she told me, breathlessly. Quickly she added, "I want you to cum in me." "You sure?" I asked, uncertainly. "It's safe. Please, Jared. I need to feel you. All of you." My cock gave a lurch within her and my arousal spiked. Before I realized just how close I was, I came—hard. It was a different sensation, climaxing while buried inside her, and my orgasm was the most intense one yet. My cock gave several spasms as I stayed still, as deep as I could go, feeling like I was filling her up with my seed. I could feel it spilling out around the base of my cock—was there really that much or was she just that small? Whichever it was, it continued to flow and Aria moaned louder, clawing at my back, pushing her crotch up against mine as though trying to get me even deeper. Finally it stopped and we lay like that for a bit, coming down together, my face nestled against her neck. Then I carefully pulled out of her and laid back down between my beautiful friends. Only then did I notice that Laney was sitting up. She leaned down and kissed me, her fingers on my cheek. It wasn't a hungry kiss—there was passion in it, but it was sweet, more fitting with that morning's mood than the previous night's wild lustfulness. After she broke off the kiss with me, she gave the same one to Aria. Laney gave us both a smile as she took in the sight of us lying naked, side-by-side, spent and satisfied. Then, her face taking on a more familiar mischievous expression, she kissed her way down Aria's body, working her way quickly down to the girl's freshly-used pussy. After the first lick she tilted her head back, closing her eyes. Then she told us, "Damn, you two taste so good mixed up like this. It's not like anything else I've ever tasted." Her eyes opened and she looked from Aria to me and back, her face hungry. She dropped her face back down and we both watched as she licked our mingled cum from between Aria's legs. Her pretty blue eyes moved between us the whole time. Once she'd cleaned out my spunk that was leaking from Aria, she continued on, wanting to bring her friend to one more climax. As she did this, I leaned over, kissing and suckling Aria's amazing breasts, adding to her mounting pleasure. It wasn't long before Laney's skillful mouth (and mine, to a lesser extent) tipped the girl over the edge and she cried out, bucking against Laney's face. Once she was satisfied, Laney brought her face back up to mine, kissing me again. I was overwhelmed by the sudden musky smell and sweet taste of Aria. After the kiss, Laney took my semi-hard cock in her mouth, cleaning it and bringing me back to full erection. Once I was back to my full length and stiffness, she lay back in her spot on the bed, looking over at me without saying anything, beckoning me with her eyes. I mounted her, positioning myself and sliding in easily. She was very wet and ready for me. As I slid deeper I marveled at how different she felt from Aria. It wasn't just that Aria was tighter and more shallow ... it was the overall tactile sensation that was vastly different. I'd noticed before, but it was more disorienting because I'd been inside both of them within minutes. She felt every bit as amazing, of course. Just ... different. Once I was all the way in to the base, I looked down into her clear blue eyes as she smiled up at me. Just like with Aria there was something indefinable in them and I felt a similar surge of affection for my friend. It was almost overwhelming—it would have been enough to feel this for one or the other of them—I didn't expect to feel it for both. I hadn't thought it was possible. She must have read some or all of my thoughts in my eyes or my expression, because her smile dropped off, replaced by an intense look. She said, very softly, "Yeah, I know." That seemed to be all that needed to be said. She wrapped her arms around me and rocked her hips up gently, inciting me to start moving in her. I did, and her silky wetness caressed my shaft. Her hands rubbed down my back, to my flexing ass, and back up. My rhythm was irregular—I was just enjoying being inside her, and from the sounds she was making, she was enjoying it just as much. I reached down and touched her breasts, feeling the contrast between my two friends there too. Everything was different—the sounds she made, her smell, her longer, slimmer body beneath me. They were both so different, but both so beautiful ... sweet and sexy in their own ways. As though sensing I was thinking about her, I felt Aria touching my face. I turned towards her and she surprised me with a kiss. After, I found a good rhythm with Laney, staying slow and steady, but now working both of us towards the conclusion. Fucking her like this wasn't like any other time I'd been with her—every time before had been hard and fast—just us trying to get off, get each other off. This time suggested there could be more ... more than I'd suspected. Confused by having similar feelings for both my friends, I focused completely on Laney and her pleasure. I could feel mine building, but my end was still a ways off. Besides, I felt Laney had purposely stepped back in the act of incorporating Aria into our fun. She needed more for herself. As I continued my steady thrusts, Laney watched me with her piercing blue eyes. They widened when our eyes met. I reached down and took her hand, not holding her down, just holding it. Her smaller hand gripped mine tightly and I felt her start to hump back against me, her moans coming more and more as she built towards climax. All of a sudden there was a new sensation. Aria had moved down on the bed and was touching my balls as they swung with my thrusts, then my slick shaft as I continuously buried it in Laney's pussy. She touched everywhere, Laney's lips and our thighs, then back to my cock, dipping her finger inside with me. Then, when it was wet, lower, to Laney's ass where she slowly and carefully worked it inside her other hole. I wasn't sure at first what she was doing, until I heard her soft voice, narrating her actions. "You gave my ass a good fucking last night, Laney. Now it's your turn," Aria said, her voice gentle but louder than usual. The sweetness of her voice conflicted with the dirtiness of her words. "While Jared fucks you with his big, hard cock, I'm going to fuck your ass with my finger." Laney cried out at the sudden invasion, bucking against me harder. I kept the same rhythm, wanting to give her both sensations—my slow deep thrusts against the faster shallow ones Aria was giving her rear. The tactic seemed to work. Laney was muttering, "Oh yeah. Fuck. Just like that. Keep going. Both of you just keep—AHHHH!" She howled and her whole body tightened up as she came. We both continued penetrating her, bringing her right to a second orgasm. She was practically flailing around for that one. Her hand gripped mine tighter, her other hand clawing at my back. Only when her second orgasm faded and she relaxed did I speed up, feeling Aria move back to her spot beside us, her part done. Now it was just me and Laney again. I could feel my inevitable conclusion coming closer and looked my friend in the eyes again, drinking in the pleasure I saw written on her face. "God, you're so beautiful," I told her, and she gasped. "You both are," I added, looking over at sweet Aria, sitting naked and watching us intently. "Give me your cum Jared," Laney panted, her voice and eyes showing me her need. She needed to watch and feel me cum. "No," she said quickly, looking over at our audience. "Give it to Aria. Then she can share with me." Aria's eyes lit up at the suggestion. It wasn't given as one of Laney's dominant commands, but the girl still jumped to attention, getting on her hands and knees, leaning in, giving me easy access to her sexy mouth once the time came. She even licked her lips in anticipation, her pretty brown eyes watching my cock plunging in and out of Laney. Seeing how eager she was sent me over. After a couple more thrusts I was groaning and pulling out, sitting up on my heels, watching as Aria dove forward. Without using her hands she wrapped her lips around my tensing member. She got me in her mouth without a second to spare—I started spurting at once, filling her small, warm mouth with my hot load. She didn't swallow, just let it pool in her mouth. After I was completely spent, she released me, tipping her head back and opening her mouth slightly to show us the white cum pooled around her tongue. Then she leaned down to Laney where she still lay, giving her a deep, passionate kiss. Imagining them sharing a mouthful of my cum turned me on so much. I never thought it would be so arousing to see two girls kiss. But then, I'd never seen two girls actually mean it before. They touched each other tenderly as they kissed, not gearing up for more sex, just light touches, exploratory and caring. Seeing this, I could tell something had been building up between the two of them also, and this brought more uncertainty to me. Was it possible that the three of us could ... No. That kind of relationship couldn't actually work, could it? The idea was completely foreign to me, and not something I felt like contemplating in my happy post-sex haze. The kiss had ended. "I can still taste myself on you," Aria told Laney. "You taste good, don't you?" Laney asked with a smile, scooting over to let me lay back in my place between the two of them. "We all taste good," Aria replied, snuggling up to me and putting her hand on my chest. Laney cuddled up on the other side, placing her hand over Aria's. "Yeah, we do. This is ... nice. More than nice. It's ... " She gave a deep sigh. "I don't know what I want to say." "Maybe we don't have to say anything," I suggested, kissing her on the forehead. "Let's just feel," I added, giving Aria a matching kiss. The three of us fell into silence broken only with sighs and murmurs as we lay in our contentment. It felt so nice, so right, that I let my doubts fall away. I didn't want to worry about what came next, I just wanted to enjoy this moment. The three of us, despite all of our differences—or maybe because of them—somehow together made something new, complimenting each other just right. I remembered the after dinner conversation we'd had about our interesting dynamic, that we each had a part to play. At the time I'd eagerly told them I would play whatever part they wanted me to. Why the doubts now? I didn't know for sure things were about to get complicated. I didn't know how or when, but something had shifted. That weekend we'd started to go beyond the "just sex" boundaries into something else. The three of us were on the same wavelength. I could now picture myself with either one of them, long-term. But both? That still seemed strange to me. Of course, two weeks before I wouldn't have been able to picture myself lying between them, or any of the things we'd done together. Things changed. Quickly sometimes. Three weeks before I'd been lonely, reluctant to start anything, hiding away in my cubicle, fooling myself with my sham of spontaneity. And now? I didn't know if it was possible for three people to be in a healthy, workable relationship. It was entirely possible we wouldn't even go that route and would just stay friends, with or without the sex. Sure, there was potential. A lot of it. I could pursue something lasting with Aria or Laney. They could try something with each other. Or the whole thing could self-destruct. There was no way to know. If all this happened in three weeks, who knew where we would be by next Friday. This was uncharted territory for all of us. Maybe we were already in a relationship and I didn't even realize it. If so, it was an undoubtedly weird relationship, and we went into it backwards from the usual way, but somehow it had worked. For now anyway. I mused on what Laney had said about how good Aria and my cum had tasted mingled. I thought about the distinctly different tastes of the two of them. Somehow all our conflicting flavors blended together to make something new and special. Wherever it went next, it was sure to be good. Even if it all ended tomorrow, at least I'd had this unique taste. At least we all had. And no matter where it ended up, I knew that taste would follow all three of us for the rest of our lives. ***** Author's Note: Despite the uncertain tone of the ending, this is the last chapter. (Didn't want any of you thinking I was pulling another cliffhanger on you.) This is where the story ends ... at least for now. It's also the last story I have planned, besides a much longer project that I simply don't have the energy to begin. Still, I can't control where my inspiration goes, so anything could happen. The last two stories came out of nowhere, so just like Jared said, who knows what could happen a week from now. As always, thank you all for reading. I appreciate your comments, feedback and suggestions. And if you're the quiet type, just knowing you're reading is enough for me. You're all great. Thanks again, and if something else comes up, I'll be sure to share it with you.