1 comments/ 40159 views/ 13 favorites Downward Dog and Other Positions By: the_gripping_hand Part One – Christy I pulled into the driveway shortly after 1, having come straight over after leaving the office. When I called earlier, I told Jenny that her son had left his jacket at my house the other day, and I wanted to drop it off before it got lost in the laundry chaos created by my two monsters. Jenny said that she was working from home today, and that I should stop by after I left work and we could catch up. She'd been working out of town for the last several weeks, and we hadn't had much time to chat. Since I was taking a half-day at work, we would have most of the afternoon before Jason got home. Marc had gone with our boys and Jenny's son on a Scout camp-out, so they wouldn't be home for two more days. Jason and Jenny have been good friends to Marc and I for more than 10 years, but after our last vacation, I was confused and a little scared. True, Jason and I had only gotten together that one time ["gotten together"- what a bloodless euphemism! Admit it to yourself, Christy - you had SEX! You fucked him, you screwed around, you made the Beast with Two Backs, and you LOVED IT! My inner voice can be such a bitch.] True, Jason and I had only had sex [great sex! mind-blowing sex! - Yeah, alright, I got it! Now pipe down!] the one time, but I wanted more, but I didn't want to ruin the relationship I had with Jenny. So we had stayed away from them, for the most part, but I missed them, and the jacket was a good excuse to see how things would go. I parked the car in the driveway and walked in the front door. Jason and Jenny were that kind of people, warm and welcoming, a place where the door was always open - most times, literally. I didn't see Jenny in the great room or the kitchen, so I called out to let her know I was in the house. "In the bedroom - come on back!" she said, and I made my way across the great room to the bedroom hallway. As I walked into the bedroom, Jenny walked out of the closet, wearing a short red satin robe, and apparently, nothing else. Her legs and feet were bare, and her hair was tied back in a ponytail. "Sorry about that. I was working and lost track of time. I was just getting ready to go downstairs to do a yoga workout and had forgotten when you said you'd be here." "You do yoga in a robe?" I asked, more than a little amused. "No, when I'm home by myself, I do yoga naked. I find it more relaxing, there are no workout clothes to launder, and I find those stretchy yoga pants a little silly," Jenny explained. "I see. So, when I came in..." "Yup - bare-ass naked!" Jenny confirmed. "This was the first thing I found to throw on, since I wasn't sure who it was." "Well, that makes sense. I'll get out of your way and you can get on with the naked yoga." "Oh, no, don't leave! We haven't talked in an age, and I was looking forward to the afternoon. I even bought extra wine! I'll just go get changed." Jenny turned to go back to the closet, and then stopped and turned back. "Or, you could join me. It's a lot more fun to bitch about the instructor with someone else." "I don't have any workout clothes with me," I demurred. I had done yoga before, and it could be a great workout, but I wasn't sure I was ready for naked yoga with someone else. "Don't worry about it. You can join the naked yoga!" She waited, letting me mull it over. And there it was. I was torn, because after the cruise, I couldn't the image of Jenny sunbathing nude out of my mind. It kept coming back to me, and I kept fantasizing what it would be like to do more than see her naked again. Now, I had the chance, but I didn't know if I could go through it. True, it might be a bit embarrassing, but after all, I didn't know when I would get another chance. What the hell! I took a deep breath and said, "OK, I'll join you." "Great! Let me get you a robe. Even I don't like wandering around the house naked ... too often." She disappeared into the closet, returning with a robe identical to hers, but in a light rose color. "While you get ready, I'll go make sure the doors are locked. I'd hate to have one of the neighbor kids wander in, or the UPS man... well ,the UPS man might be OK - he's kind of cute." She disappeared down the hall, and I heard her checking the doors to make sure they were locked. I quickly got out of the business suit I has worn that day, leaving it on the cedar chest with my underwear underneath it. It's not that I was embarrassed, precisely, but I hadn't worn the good stuff that day, and a girl likes to keep up appearances. I was belting the robe when Jenny returned. "All ready," she announced. "Shall we?" I nodded and we turned to leave the bedroom. On the way, I caught sight of myself in the mirror on the closet door. Jenny's robe fell to mid-thigh on her, alluring, concealing and yet suggestive of a bubbling sexuality ready to burst forth. I'm about seven inches taller than Jenny, and more curvy than Jenny's willowy petite frame, so on me, the robe nothing less than scandalous. It barely covered the cheeks of my ass, and when I walked, the front split open and displayed the goods to everyone in the room, and my boobs were spilling out above the belt no matter how I tried to keep the robe together. "Oh, my, God! I look like a harlot in a frontier bordello!" I exclaimed, shocked and excited by my brazen appearance at the same time. "Yep, that's the look I was going for! Don't worry, it's just us girls. And between you and me, I kinda like it!" She giggled and turned, heading down the hall toward the stairs and workout room in the basement. I followed, moving cautiously to avoid having the wind blow through my hair, if you know what I mean. We headed downstairs and into the workout room. Over the years, the room had changed from mostly free weights to a treadmill and elliptical to now a yoga studio. There were soft fabrics over the walls, candles, incense, and an LCD tv and DVD player with an array of workout discs. Jenny perused the discs until she found the one she wanted and put it in. After a few moments, it was ready to go and she selected a workout and started it. Then, without any further notice, she slipped off her robe and tossed it onto a nearby bench. She turned and looked at me. I was startled for moment, but looked her in the eye as I undid my own robe. I slipped it off and added it to the bench. As I did, I ran my eyes down her body, taking in her smooth skin, firm breasts and well-toned legs. I took a deep breath and looked up to find Jenny looking at me with a small, impish smile on her face, obviously having just completed the same review of me. "Excellent!" she chirped. "Are we ready?" I nodded and we took positions on the padded floor, following the lead of the instructor. Jenny was in front of me, and slightly to my left, so that when we looked toward the screen, I had to look past Jenny to see the screen, which meant that I was staring at her ass most of the time, with occasional glimpses of her small perky tits. I tried to concentrate on the poses, but I kept thinking about the sight of Jenny in front of me, completely nude and unself-conscious about it. As we worked out, I kept watching Jenny as she stretched, bent and twisted with the instructor. Some of the poses, when done naked, are downright erotic. At one point, we moved into the Downward Dog position, where you put your hands on the ground, bending at the waist while keeping your legs spread apart and knees straight. As I looked up, I could Jenny's entire crotch, from the tight pucker of her ass to her glistening slit and the pink flesh within it. I forgot about the yoga and just watched when Jenny flexed her muscles, causing her ass to flex and the muscles there to ripple slightly. As I watched, I began to get, well,... excited. I'm not gay, and I thoroughly enjoy sex with men, and I've never tried the bisexual thing, but seeing Jenny like that made me wonder if I wasn't missing out on something. I knew Jenny worked hard to keep in shape, and with her small frame and petite figure, I knew it must be difficult. But she was simply stunning, especially given that she was over 40 and a wife and mother, as well as a busy executive. Her breasts were small, but proud and firm, with dark, prominent nipples, and her waist and hips were perfectly proportioned to her frame. As we went through the poses, I would spend more time watching her than the instructor, envying her shapely butt and toned thighs. I only wished I looked that good! But what amazed me the most was the fact that she was shaved, you know, down there. I kept myself trimmed, so that I wouldn't embarrass myself during swimsuit season, but I had never gone completely hairless. As we moved through the poses, from downward dog to table to caterpillar, cobra, and others, I watched Jenny, occasionally seeing her lips peeking out from her hairless slit, and I just couldn't concentrate on the poses. I kept imagining that hairless slit being split open by Jason's big cock, Jenny moaning and writhing with pleasure as I had, or his face buried between her thighs, licking and nuzzling the smooth skin. The more I tried to get that image out of my mind, the more I focused on the fantasy images, and I kept getting more and more breathless, for reasons that had nothing to do with the exercise. Finally, the instructor concluded the session, and we arose from the mat and grabbed some towels from the bench, along with our robes. "Feel like a shower?" Jenny asked. I readily agreed, and we headed upstairs, not bothering with the robes anymore. I watched the sweat glistening on her skin as I followed her up the stairs, her ass moving back and forth, my mind racing. When we got back to the bedroom, I started to put on my robe so that Jenny could have first crack at the shower when she said, "Don't worry about it - the shower has two separate shower heads, so no one has to wait. Come on." We passed into the bathroom, and Jenny turned on the taps then began assembling towels and washcloths for us, as well as soap, shampoo, conditioner, and the rest of the various bottles we would need for the shower. We stepped into the shower and began to rinse off the sweat from our exercises. We scrubbed, shampooed, loofahed and generally clowned around in the shower for a few minutes, relaxing after the workout. At one point, she turned her back, looked over her shoulder and asked if I would do her back. I grabbed a washcloth, put some body wash on it, and moved it over her back in slow circles. I started at her shoulders before moving down her back and carefully scrubbing the small of her back. I worked the muscles beneath the skin as I went, adding a gentle massage to the washing. She "ummm-ed" deep in her throat, writhing slightly in enjoyment of the touch. When she didn't seem to want me to stop, I continued down to run the washcloth over the cheeks of her ass, cupping each with my hand as I scrubbed, still massaging gently as I went. I ran the cloth gently between her cheeks, and she shuddered and moaned a bit louder as I did. When I finished, she straightened, turned to me and indicated that I should turn around. When I did, she began to wash me. It was an incredibly sensual experience. She moved slowly, running the soft cloth around my neck before working her way down my back, reaching around to brush the sides of my tits before continuing down my back, over my thighs and then back up to my butt. She caressed each cheek carefully, taking her time and covering every square millimeter from hip to hip. As she began to run the soapy cloth between my asscheeks, I bent forward a bit, leaning against the wall of the shower and spreading my legs. She carefully cleaned me, running her hand gently over my butthole and reaching forward to brush ever so gently over my pussy. I sighed and closed my eyes, enjoying the sensations of the soft cloth, Jenny's hands on my skin and the warm water running over me. We eventually separated, and be both acted as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. We rinsed off the soapy residue, made sure the shampoo was out of our hair, finishing up as the water began to lose its heat. When we were ready to get out, Jenny attended to one last task, shaving the stubble she found between her legs. I watched, fascinated, while she quickly trimmed her pubic hair. She saw me watching her as she turned off the water, and quirked her eyebrow at me. "How long have you shaved?" I asked. "A couple of years now," she replied, putting the razor down. We grabbed towels and stepped out of the warm shower. "I let it grow back for the cruise, but I discovered I missed it, so I kept shaving." "Doesn't it itch?" "No, not if you shave regularly. I generally do it every day, or every other day at the least. Any longer than that, and it can get itchy, which can be embarrassing in public," she explained. "Also, I use lotion on it after I shave, which keeps the skin nice and soft." "I'll bet! Does Jason like it?" I asked, with a bit of a leer. "Oh my God, yes! The first time he saw me shaved, he was like a kid in a candy store! He must have eaten me five times that night. I remember waking up around 3 am to find him between my legs, licking away. I was worn out!" she explained, blushing slightly. She noticed that I was breathing a little heavy by this point, thinking about the night she had described. "Have you ever shaved?" "No, I never have. I've always been scared I would cut myself. I've always wondered what it would be like, though," I mused, half to myself. "I did it because I lost a bet, but I decided I liked it. You should try it!" She said this as she was applying lotion to her pubic mound, rubbing it in the skin above her pussy. Were her lips a little swollen? It almost looked like she was getting excited talking about it. "I know - I'll help you! I'll show you how to do it so you don't cut yourself, and you can see how Marc likes it." She smiled brightly and began gathering supplies. "I don't know - I don't think..." She stopped me there, taking me by the hand and leading me into the bedroom, turning me so that I sat on the edge of the bed. She spread a towel and had me move to sit on it. She moved so that she was standing between my legs, holding them open. "No excuses! You'll love it, trust me!" She knelt down, and taking up a small scissors, began snipping the longer hairs. Once she had completed that, she reached for some shaving cream. She was busy concentrating on her task, her head close to my thighs. I could feel her hot breath on my legs, her hands spreading my thighs open so she could finish her task, her fingers manipulating the skin to make sure she hadn't missed anything. She applied the shaving cream to the stubble, then picked up the razor. She talked to me the whole time, explaining what she was doing, and how she was doing it, so that I would be able to repeat the process myself in the future. I watched, fascinated, while she shaved me, and getting more and more turned on as she did. I could only hope she couldn't tell I was as excited as I was. She finished with the razor, then took a small towel and cleaned up the remaining shaving cream on my now bald pussy. I looked down to see what the result was. "Oh, my God! I look like I'm twelve again." "Pretty nice tits for twelve year old," Jenny commented as she grabbed the lotion. "Here, this will help keep the skin soft." She picked up the lotion and applied some to her hand, then began rubbing it on my smooth skin. I leaned back on my elbows, my legs spread wide, enjoying the feel of her hand on my skin and the warmth of her touch. I must have closed my eyes, because I didn't see her move up to sit on the bed next to me, her hand never leaving my pussy. She continued to rub, but now her fingers were running inside my slit, collecting the moisture there and spreading it around my sex, her fingers flicking my clit with every pass. I must have moaned, because Jenny leaned close to me, saying in a breathless sigh, "I thought you would like this." "I...I...oh...I...we...but...uhhh, oh god," I stammered, trying to tell her that we shouldn't doing this, that I wasn't like that. I think she could tell from the reactions of my body that, in fact, I was like that, and I wanted her to continue. Oh, God, did I want her to continue! I looked up at her and moaned as her fingers focussed on my clit and her lips descended to meet mine. We kissed, and I put my arms around her, pulling her close to me as we fell back onto the bed. Our tongues met, probing each other with an increasing passion as her fingers drove me on. I moved my hands over her back, reaching down to cup the cheeks of her ass with one hand while the other sought out her breasts and hard nipples. Meanwhile, my orgasm was building when Jenny suddenly withdrew her hand, resting it on my thigh. "Ohhh, don't stop...Why did you stop?" I moaned in despair, aching to have her fingers finish me. "Did I do something wrong?" She smiled, and kissing me on the tip of my chin, said, "Don't worry, I'm not done. Scoot around on the bed." I moved as she indicated, laying on the bed with a small pillow under my head. She reached over and tossed the towel I had been sitting on onto the floor, then moved on top of me, laying between my legs so that we could kiss again. I took her head in my hands and drew her face down to mine, kissing her face all over before once again meeting her questing lips and tongue. We kissed for a few minutes, then she began sliding down my body, kissing my neck and shoulders as she did, before moving on to my breasts. She took each breast into her mouth in turn, sucking and nipping at the nipples, drawing small cries and moans from me as she did. I used my hands to caress her as I could, glorying in the sensations she was drawing out of my shuddering body. She lifted her head, looked up at me and smiled. "I've wanted to do that for a long time. You have beautiful boobs, and I have wanted to see and taste these for ... well, a while now." As she said that, she reached up and took a breast in each hand, giving them a squeeze as she kissed between them, then continuing her way down my torso. She kissed my stomach, lightly nipping and licking at the skin as she worked her way down. After a maddeningly long time, she finally began to kiss my hairless mound, licking the sides of my pussy before dipping her tongue into my slit and feasting on my tender flesh. I've always enjoyed oral sex, and I've been blessed by having partners who knew their way around a clitoris, so I've never had reason to complain about the service I received. But this... this was...different. I don't know whether it was the fact that I was now shaved, or that I had been wanting this for longer than I wanted to admit to myself, or that it was another woman who was giving it to me, but the pleasure Jenny gave me was simply exquisite. The sensations felt more intense, the highs higher, the contractions stronger that with any other orgasm I have ever had, before or since. Jenny drove me over the top, my orgasm crashing down on me. I cried out, incoherent noises and moans mounting to a scream as I came. I must have clenched my legs around Jenny's head while I came, because as I came down from the orgasmic high, she gently pried my legs apart then moved to lie next to me, one arm under my head and one hand resting on my still-quivering stomach. I cuddled instinctively against her, sharing our warmth and enjoying the physical closeness with another person. I've heard people say that for women, the physical closeness was the most important factor of sex, but I've never felt that way, especially not after an orgasm like that! Still, I did enjoy the closeness and the contact, and this was very nice. "Wow," I purred. "That was .... wow." "It looked like you enjoyed it," Jenny said brightly. "I've wanted to do that for a long time, too." Downward Dog and Other Positions "Well, thank you for taking the lead. I've never been with another girl before, and there's no way I would have had the courage to suggest it. I'm not sure what it means, but I certainly enjoyed it." "It doesn't mean anything, unless let you want to mean something. I think society spends too much time trying to classify things and people - gay, straight, bi-sexual, whatever. If you like sex with men, have sex with men. If you like sex with women, have sex with women. If you like sex with both men and women, you can do that, too. The label is unimportant." I listened, fascinated. I had never really given it much thought. In my world, men like women, and women liked men, and that was it. I knew Jenny had a lot of friends from theatre groups, and maybe she developed a more cosmopolitan attitude that way. Either way, it seemed a healthy outlook. "You seem to be very understanding. Does Jason agree?" "He's a little less experimental than I am. I mean, he likes to try new things, but he's only into girls. He knows that I like a little broader range of partners, and he doesn't mind. We have a kind of understanding." "What kind of understanding?" I asked slowly. Could she be saying what I think she was? "It's pretty simple. We can have other partners, as long as it isn't a secret and as long as it doesn't hurt our relationship. We tell each other when we've had another partner, and occasionally we share." "Wow. That's really...unusual. How..." I broke off, reacting in shock as what she told me sunk in. Did that me that Jason had told her about me? I looked at her, and the answering smile was the response and reassurance I needed. "Yes, he told me what happened on the cruise. I was happy for him. You're a special lady, and I'm glad he had the opportunity to make you happy. I can assure you that he was very happy, and that made me happy, too. Especially that night...I was very happy!" Jenny purred and writhed like a cat as she related that experience. "So you don't have to be worried, or scared, or avoid us. There's no problem, especially now that I've had the opportunity, too." I suppose I shocked her then, because I burst into tears and buried my head in her shoulder. She didn't ask any questions, but just held me and stroked me until I had cried myself out. When I had, I settled back onto the bed, next to her. I was sniffling when I said,"I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that. I mean, I've been worried about what I did and how it might affect us, and whether you would hate me if you found out. I guess...I guess I'm relieved that you're ok with it, and that I haven't messed things up." "Well, you didn't mess anything up, at least with us. And you shouldn't try to take all of the responsibility and burden on yourself. It takes two to tango, and Jason should have told you the situation so you wouldn't worry so much. We'll have to have a chat about that in the very near future. In the meantime..." she pulled back a little and looked at me. Without saying anything else, she bent toward me and kissed away the tears still on my cheeks, and kissed me, very tenderly, on the lips. It was warm, loving, and comforting, and I felt myself relaxing in a way I hadn't done in a long time, maybe ever. I began to respond to her kisses, the emotions changing from comfort and compassion to desire and need. The kiss deepened, and I felt myself becoming aroused again. This time, I took control, pushing Jenny onto her back and leaning over her, straddling her hips and kissing her face, nipping lightly at her nose and ears, and licking lustily at her neck and collarbone. As I did, I kept my tits in contact with hers, moving our nipples against each other's, adding to the rising heat. Her hands moved over my back and in my hair, encouraging and stimulating me. I moved to her tits, sucking each entirely into my mouth, dragging my teeth lightly along them as tender flesh was released. I sucked each erect nipple, tonguing it briskly and stretching it with my lips before moving to the other to repeat the process. I spent a few minutes adoring her tits before her hands began to put gentle pressure on my head, directing me downward. I left her boobs, kissing my way down her torso while my hands slid up her thighs, circling around her pussy but never quite dipping into her heated center. She was moaning almost constantly, writhing beneath my touch and continuing to try to move my head down toward her wetness. I trailed my tongue over her pelvis, around her slit and down her inner thigh before moving to the other one and moving back toward her center again. I continued to nibble on the soft flesh of her mound, kissing and licking but never quite satisfying her. Jenny was trying to get her legs around my shoulders to bring me closer to her, but I easily blocked her efforts and continued to tease her. Finally, her control broke, and she cried out, her voice husky. "Eat me, dammit! Stop teasing me and eat me! I need you to eat me now!" I immediately stopped licking her mound and moved down to her knees, nibbling on the skin of her inner thigh and moving upward, then repeating the process on her other leg, never getting near her quivering lips. She moaned and mewled, shifting her hips to try and get closer to my mouth, but I pressed her back to the bed. "You didn't ask nicely," I murmured. "You should say 'please.'" She almost screamed. "Please! pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!" I decided to stop torturing her and placed a kiss directly on her clit, extending my tongue to circle it, then running my tongue down her slit and pushing my tongue into her as far as I could, before moving back up to take her sensitive nibbin between my lips. As I started flicking my tongue against her clit, her body went rigid and she began a nearly silent scream, her head thrown back and tossing from side to side in her pre-orgasmic thrashing. I knew she was getting close, so I quickly moved one hand from her hip, where I had been holding her, to a position where I could press my thumb into her vaginal opening, gathering some of the juices there before pressing it against her butt, making small circles around her puckered hole. I continued stimulating her clit, drawing it into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue. Then she did scream, a wail of continuous nonsense that ended when her body, which had arched up to press her pussy into my mouth, collapsed bonelessly back onto the bed, eyes closed, mouth open and breathing heavily. I shifted back over her leg and crawled up next to her, pulling her to me so that she lay on her side, one arm over my torso, her head pillowed on my shoulder. "Thank you," she muttered. "That was...incredible." She snuggled sleepily against my side. I reached down, grabbed the sheet and pulled it over us, saying, "Turnabout is fair play, you know. I think we're even - for now." I kissed her gently on the top of her head, closing my eyes briefly in the post-orgasmic glow. I didn't even notice when we both fell asleep. Part Two – Jason Not unusually, the driveway had more cars in it that I was expecting. I pulled in behind Jenny's car and sat there a moment before I recognized the strange vehicle as Christy's car. It had been a while since I had seen her, and I was pleased to see that she had stopped by. It was time to talk about what happened on the cruise and to let her know that there wouldn't be any problems. I went into the house, looking for Jenny and Christy in the kitchen and library before going into the bedroom to change. I figured they were downstairs, so I began to pull off my clothes as I stopped in the bathroom. I dropped my shirt and slacks into the dirty clothes and hung the sport coat over the back of the dressing chair before adding my socks to the laundry. I headed into the bedroom to grab my shorts and tee-shirt before heading downstairs. I thought about heading downstairs naked, just to see what they would do, but I wasn't sure they were alone. Clothes seemed the better choice. I walked from the bathroom to bedroom and stopped dead in the doorway. Christy and Jenny were asleep in the bed, covered with a sheet to their waists, their chests gloriously naked in the soft light of the curtain-covered windows. Christy was on her back, her right arm under Jenny and her left thrown over her head on the pillow. Her hair was disheveled, spreading over the pillow and her shoulders. Jenny lay on her side, facing Christy, one arm laying possessively across her torso, her head pillowed on Christy's arm. The musky scent of satisfied woman filled the air, and both girls looked content and satiated. A million scenarios went racing through my mind, and I had an instant hard-on, imagining the possibilities. Most of those possibilities led to a truly epic three-way, so I quickly ditched my shorts and gently got into bed behind Jenny. I moved next to her, spooning her so that my head was poised over hers with my dick pressing between her thighs, a hand on her boob. I felt the wetness there as I licked and nibbled at her ear, waking her gently with my kisses and touch. She didn't move, but her eyes opened and she looked toward me, smiling and turning slightly to kiss me. "Look who followed me home. Can we keep her?" "Yes, but you'll have to clean up after her," I teased. As I was speaking, she eased her leg up, allowing me greater access to her pussy. She reached down, under the sheet, and rubbed my erection a few times before guiding me into her. I moved gently, thrusting slowly into her while running my hand over her boobs, pinching and squeezing her nipples while we kissed, using our mouths to keep our moaning to a minimum so as not to wake Sleeping Beauty next to us. We continued at a languid pace, letting the warmth grow. Evidently, we weren't being as quiet as we thought, because Christy's eyes flew open. She seemed confused and unfocused while she tried to figure out where she was. When she looked over and saw me, she let out a little squeak and grabbed for the covers as she remembered she was naked. Jenny turned her head to Christy and reached over and gently took her hands. "Hey, calm down. It's ok. There's no problem, you're ok." Jenny spoke gently, repeating it like a mantra, her tone calm and soothing. Christy looked over at us, then got her breathing under control, relaxing her hold on the sheet, even while she kept it drawn up over her chest. "I'm sorry - I was just a little disoriented when I woke up. I ... don't wake up well." She settled back, watching us closely. We hadn't separated during all of this, and I continued to move gently in Jenny, while her eyelids fluttered with the sensations, our breathing ragged. "Ummm...are you guys...oh!...umm...do you want me to leave?" "Leave? Why would we want you to leave?" I asked. As I spoke, Jenny pulled the sheet down so that I could see Christy's naked body and she could see what we were up to. I reached over and settled a hand on Christy's right boob while Jenny rested her hand on Christy thigh. "You guys looked so sexy, I just had to join you." I continued to move against Jenny, my thrusting quickening as we got closer. Jenny closed her eyes, her breathing now quicker and even more ragged, and she moved her hand up Christy's thigh and slipped her middle finger into Christy's pussy, the palm of her hand pressed against against Christy's clit. Christy, getting over her initial shock, looked down and fixed her gaze on my cock as it thrust into Jenny bald pussy, splitting her open and making squishy slapping sounds as my thrusting grew more vigorous. Christy watched, fascinated, and licked her lips as Jenny's finger worked on her. As she watched, she reached over and placed a finger on Jenny's clit, rubbing my cock with her hand as she flicked Jenny's clit with her finger. We all moved together, our sighs and moans overlapping as we worked toward our climaxes. I came first, thrusting into Jenny and holding her impaled on my cock, her pussy vise-like on my dick as I spurted into her. She came next, shuddering as she climaxed, Christy's hand buzzing on her clit, her inner muscles spasming around my pulsing cock. Christy was not far behind, driven on by Jenny's hand between her legs and my hand squeezing her nipple. We lay there for a second, catching our breath and coming off the orgasm buzz. Jenny looked over at me and in an insouciant voice said, "well, dear, how was your day?" "Getting better by the minute. And yours?" "Mostly uneventful, although I did find out you needed to be scolded." "Me? For what?" I couldn't think what I had done that required an apology. "For making Christy upset. You should have told her about our arrangement. She's been on eggshells thinking I was going to go off on her." Oh, now I caught on. "Well, it looks like you've been getting off instead of going off, so she wasn't far wrong." "Stop changing the subject! You need to apologize to Christy." I turned serious, speaking contritely to Christy. "Christy, I'm sorry I didn't explain to you what was going on, and I'm sorry I let you think Jenny would be upset if she found out. Although, you two seemed to have worked things out on your own..." I leered lecherously at her as I finished the apology. "Oh, I think I can say we came to an agreement." Christy smiled at me as she enjoyed the banter. "Several agreements, it looks like." "A lady doesn't kiss and tell," Jenny interjected. "Well, I think I should apologize more fully, except there's this wench in the way." I slapped Jenny lightly on the ass, and she stuck out her tongue at me. Christy giggled, and we re-arranged ourselves on the bed so that I was laying between the two beautiful women. Lucky me... Jenny lay on my right, turned toward me and laying her head on my shoulder so she could nuzzle my neck and fact, her sexy leg thrown across mine so that she could rub her pussy on my thigh. Christy mirrored her on the other side, so I was briefly treated to the fantastic sensation of having two beautiful naked women nuzzling and rubbing up against me. After a moment, Jenny got up and went into the bathroom to clean up a bit, and I used the time to turn my head toward Christy and kiss her properly. She was still a bit hesitant to kiss me with Jenny nearby, but she began to relax into the kiss, especially when Jenny rejoined us, taking time to use a warm washcloth to clean the drying juices off my cock. When she finished her cleaning, she placed a small kiss on the tip of my soft cock, then stretched out next to me again. As she did, Christy broke our kiss and looked up at her. Jenny responded to her unasked question by leaning across me to kiss her. As she did, she reached over and took Christy's hand in hers and brought it down to my lap, placing it on my dick and encouraging her to stroke me. As she did that, she broke the kiss with Christy and kissed me, deeply and with profound emotion, strong and loving. Then she kissed Christy again, encouraging her to kiss me, as well. We continued like that for a few minutes, the girls alternating between kissing me and kissing each other, all while both of them teased and stroked my penis until I was approaching an erection again. By unspoken agreement, they both turned so that they were facing the bottom of the bed, their heads on my thighs. They began to work on my dick, first one then the other taking me into her mouth before letting me slip out so the other could do the same. At times they would kiss each other with my cock in between them, licking each other and me at the same time. For my part, I nudged them so that their legs were spread wide enough that I could reach up and slowly insert two fingers in each tight, dripping snatch, slowing sawing in and out, occasionally brushing a sensitive clit. We were all panting pretty hard when Jenny swung around and sat up, moving so that she was poised over my face, her hands on the headboard, her butt on my collarbone and her beautiful hairless pussy at my lips. Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth (so to speak), I plunged my tongue deep into her as she rubbed her pussy on my face. I ran my tongue up and down her lips, trilling her berry before moving back down. I grabbed her butt in my hands and shifted her closer so I could run my tongue from her pussy to her ass and back. I ran my tongue around her rosebud, causing her to gasp and shudder as I teased her butt, pressing against her sphincter until it parted, then bringing her back down so I could tongue her slit again, focusing on her clit until she cried out in pleasure. Meanwhile, Christy had moved between my legs, taking me fully into her mouth until the tip of my cock bumped into the back of her throat. She held me there a moment, then withdrew her mouth, swirling her tongue around the underside of the head before taking me back into her mouth. She sucked me expertly, grasping the base of my cock to keep me from cumming while she continued to drive me to new heights. As Jenny continued to quiver, she shifted away from me, turning again to face Christy. "I think Jason's been neglecting you, Christy. You haven't gotten any cock today." "I'm doing alright, but I wouldn't pass it up, even if it is a bit, well, you know, small," Christy teased. "That is, if you don't have an objection." "No, I'm good for a while. Go right ahead." "Hey," I interjected. "Don't I get a vote in this?" "No," they both said, at the same time. "Oh, well, in that case, who's up next?" "ME!" Christy chirped, and moved forward, straddling me before raising up and positioning her pussy over my cock. She slowly sank on my manhood, her eyes closed and her head thrown back. Jenny laid her head on my stomach and watched as my cock split Christy's shaved pussy open and disappeared into her warm wetness. Despite having had two kids, she was tight, and her pussy grasped strongly at my cock as she moved up and down on me, my cock stretching her as she moved. She set up a rocking motion, one hand on my chest, and one on Jenny's chest, massaging her small breasts. We moved together, Jenny occasionally reaching up to tweak Christy's nipples. After a time filled with moans, sighs and whispered directions and suggestions, Jenny sat up told Christy to lay on the bed on her back. Christy did so, my dick slipping out of her with wet sound. Christy lay back, and Jenny told me to kneel between Christy's spread legs and to rub my dick across Christy's slit. As I took position, Jenny swung her leg over Christy's head, assuming a 69 position. Although I couldn't see exactly what happened, from the look on Jenny face, Christy had immediately attacked her pussy. Jenny grabbed my dick, licking the tip and Christy's clit at the same time, before taking me in her mouth and cleaning the juices off of it. When she was done, she helped me slide into Christy once more, my cock again splitting her wide open. I watched as my cock penetrated her, marveling at the sight of her hairless pussy. Jenny continued to kiss Christy's mound, kissing whatever flesh she could find while I moved in and out of Christy's grasping snatch. Jenny would let me get about ten strokes in before she had me withdraw. She would lick me clean again, then guide me back, starting the process all over. It was only a few more minutes before Jenny began to cum from the pleasures of Christy's tongue. She lay her head down on Christy's pelvis, grabbed my thighs with both hands, and held on tight as her orgasm shuddered through her. She moaned and whined as she came, finally relaxing and rolling off to the side where she could relax and watch while I drove Christy and me to our climax. I took a moment to rearrange my position so that I was fully atop Christy, her knees up and my weight being held up on my arms. I slammed back into Christy, thrusting rapidly and with some force as she encouraged me on. "Do it. Keep going. Oh, God, yes, yes! Give it to me. I'm gonna...I'm so close...don't stop...ughhhhhhh!" She devolved into an incoherent mess, tensing up as clasped her legs around me and held me close, her mouth seeking mine as she came, moaning into my mouth and holding my head between her hands. Downward Dog and Other Positions As she was coming, Jenny moved so that she was almost behind me. As I began to approach my own orgasm, she reached up to grab my balls and press her thumb against my prostate. I went over the edge, rigid atop Christy as I emptied myself into her still-pulsing pussy, while Jenny massaged my sack, prostate and ass. I held there, locked into a rictus of pleasure before collapsing atop Christy in a boneless blob of utterly satisfied flesh. I maintained enough intellect to keep my full weight from Christy and rolled off to find a place between Christy and Jenny on the bed. We all lay there. panting, sweating, and mostly inarticulate as we enjoyed the post-sex rapture. Some time later, as we all cuddled together on the bed, I said, "I think I need a shower. Anyone want to join me?" I was puzzled when they both burst out laughing. Part Three –Jenny Well, that worked out well! Wow.