1 comments/ 30090 views/ 5 favorites My Girls-Kate and Pam By: NickyFaulkes Mu This work is not available for copy or distribution without permission from the author. * Introduction My name is...well name's not important. Call me Ishmael-nah, just kidding. You can call me Nick. But I'm not writing this to tell you about me. I'm writing this to tell you about my girls. These are the girls I've known, the girls I've loved. I'm a lucky man. I have a good life. I'm a musician. I've worked tours, studios, jingles, composing, songwriting, engineering and producing. My job is incredibly fun and I've made pretty good money at it. No, I'm not famous. Don't even ask. You wouldn't recognize my name if I told you. I've had the chance to see some amazing places and meet some amazing women along the way. I'm going to tell you about some of them-not all, but some. Over the years I've slept with about three hundred women. I'm not bragging or anything, I'm just trying to make a point. My point is that the stories here are based on those girls. Some of the stories are combinations of more than one girls' tale, but that's only to keep me from writing hundreds of stories. What you're about to read is based on true events. Whether you believe them or not doesn't make any difference to me. I got to live them so that's all I need. Now I'm an old married guy, middle age is slipping by and I'm just reminiscing about the girls I've known in my life. Don't get me wrong. I may not be chasing after girls anymore but I'm still a lucky man. I've spent over twenty years now with the same girl and I love it. I've never been happier and I've never been unfaithful. But every now and then I stop to remember.... * "Here are the ground rules for tonight. You're going to do exactly what I tell you to do, when I tell you to do it-no questions, no hesitation, no bullshit. Understood?" "Yes, sir" "Good, girl. If you want to back out this is your chance. After we go inside there's no turning back. I'm going to tell you to do things you've never done and you're going to do them, you're only going to speak when I ask a question or give you permission, and you will absolutely not take off your blindfold unless I say you can. How about it? I'm going in now...with or without you. Do you want to go in or go home?" I could just barely hear her as she dropped her head and said, "In." "What? I can't hear you." She raised her head and turned toward me. If she hadn't been blindfolded, we'd have been eye to eye. There she was, 22, with long, blonde hair tied back into a ponytail, firm double D cup breasts, 5'11" tall, curvaceous with legs wrapped in coal black stockings, in a little black dress, black heels, a garter belt and a lacy black thong. I knew what she was wearing because it was what I told her to wear and she wouldn't dare disobey. She also had a vibrator set on low inside her pussy. "I want to go in, sir." "That's good. Come on." I opened the door and led her into the apartment as someone down the hall stepped into view. I wasn't sure if he'd seen her blindfold and handcuffs or not, but it didn't matter to me-it wasn't my building. Giving the neighbor a quick grin and a nod, I closed the door and stood Pam in the middle of the living room. I stood back and looked her up and down for just a moment. I pulled the vibrator out and turned it off. As I unlocked her handcuffs I leaned in and flicked my tongue on her ear and said, "Stay." In the bedroom Kate lay on the bed just as I'd left her. She was dressed exactly like Pam little black dress, handcuffs and all. Except her hands weren't cuffed in front of her-they were wrapped around the headboard of her bed. As I walked up to the bed I could hear the vibrator inside her humming. I knew she hadn't come yet because I hadn't given her permission. It wasn't on high enough to make her come, just enough to keep her on edge. Just to remind her that she wasn't allowed to make a sound until I gave her permission I asked her, "How's my girl?" (That was her cue to answer the next question) "Are you having fun?" She nodded. "Good, cause you're going to love the surprise I have for you." Slowly I removed her vibrator. After one small shudder and she was perfectly still. I knew she'd be unsteady, so as I removed her cuffs I helped her to her feet. "Come with me." I said, taking her hand. I led her to the living room, spacing her far enough from Pam to keep them from accidentally touching. Then I turned and plopped down in a chair with a good view of both of them. The stage was set the way I wanted and I was ready for a show. Mellow jazz playing in the background was loud enough to cover any sound that might give their situation away. "Now, I want you to strip for me. You can dance if you like...in fact I'd like that. But be careful and don't move too much, because you don't want to bump into anything. Take your time and show me how hot you are. Show me how much you want to make me happy. Show me how fuckable you are. I want to enjoy it. So strip, now. If I'd thought of it, I'd have filmed it. I should have. A show as hot as that doesn't come along very often. There I was in a comfortable chair, 38 floors above the city, good music, low lights with two beautiful blondes showing off for me and for the skyline through the windows behind them. For just a moment I wondered if anyone else was watching the show I'd put together, then I realized...I didn't care. I wanted to see it for myself. It was amazing to see two women, totally oblivious of the other compete for my attention. Just as one caught my eye, there was the other. My head went back and forth like I was watching a tennis match. As Pam bent down to slip her dress off her feet, I watched her breasts swinging under her. As Kate arched her back and pulled her dress over her head, her breasts stood out and pointed upward. Four big, full, firm tits jiggled a few feet away from me and I loved it. Then as Kate bent forward to lower her panties from her damp clean-shaven pussy, Pam turned to let her bare wet lips peek between her thighs as she drug her thong down over her heart-shaped ass. Just as the little slips of lace reached their knees I said, "Stop. Stay right there for a moment." I stood and walked over to them, enjoying the view of these nearly identical bodies from all different angles. "I like you in this position." I said with a chuckle. Then I ran one hand over each girl's body. I walked past them to the window and letting them hear it, I pulled the drapes closed in one long motion. For a second I thought Kate reacted to Pam's tiny gasp, but she might not have heard it or not recognized it. I didn't know and I didn't care. They'd know about each other soon enough. Knowing it would be harder to walk (or run away) with their panties around their knees, I saw my chance to spring my surprise. "Stand up straight and turn this way. Wet your lips and get ready to show me what a good kisser you are." With my hand on Pam's left arm and Kate's right I moved them into position-facing each other. "Arms out for a hug." I moved my hands to the small of their backs and pushed them together. Both girls stiffened when their bodies made contact, but I kept them together with gentle pressure on their backs. Pam pulled her head away for a second and I thought she might bolt, but she knew I was in charge. As her tongue slipped into Kate's mouth I thought back on how we met. Pam Pam was walking away through a crowd of people when I first saw her. Any one feature would have made her stand out. But the total effect of her long legs, firm butt, blonde hair and her height was devastating. Someone with her must have told her I was checking her out because she caught me. After seeing her from behind I wanted to meet her. After she turned to expose the profile of her full firm breasts I began to lust for her. Then her face turned to me and I saw the gentle smile and curious eyes and she had me. She was beautiful. With her long almost platinum blonde hair and unbelievable body she was Playboy material. Then there was the one thing that makes every lecherous fool like me go crazy. She was sweet and innocent. That's where she got me. Hot looking plus sweet and innocent will do it every time. "Hot plus easy" could be fun but "hot plus sweet and innocent" was a challenge. That meant I was going to have to seduce her and that would make having her even more rewarding. We never really dated. We never went out in the traditional sense. Just like the night we met, our times together were always casual and were always just a prelude to sex. I didn't realize it until we'd been getting together for about six months. Then one night I called her and told her to dress up for me and I was going to pick her up. It was the first time I'd ever picked her up at home to take her somewhere. Of course it still wasn't a regular date. That night I told her to wear something that made her feel pretty, but I'd prefer it to be a short, light, summery dress with spaghetti straps to hold it up. My old car had a great bench seat. I had her curl up close to me and I put my arm around her shoulders. I played with her nipples through the dress as we drove off into the darkness. Her breathing got heavy when I slipped the straps over her shoulders and exposed her tits to the night. After teasing her exposed nipples long enough, I let her lay down on the seat and put her head in my lap, but only if she pulled her skirt up and played with her pussy while I drove. She was always eager to please me and she was always followed my directions to the letter. Being submissive gave her the freedom to do things she'd never do on her own. After all, it wasn't her fault...she was just doing what I told her to do. She even loved being told what a fine piece of ass she was. The dirtier I talked to her, the more she liked it. As one street light after another lit up her body, I asked her, "You like it, don't you?" "Yes. Yes I do like it." "You like giving up control and just being my little toy to play with, huh?" "Yes." "You like to be a little fucktoy for me don't you?" She shuddered with a small orgasm and whispered, "Yes I do. I really do." After that night she was mine. No matter whether I filled her head with fantasies of all the men (and women) I was letting use her body while I fucked her-blindfolded and tied to her bed. Or whether I had her go into a sex shop, buy her first dildo, and suck me off while she shoved it up her wet cunt as we drove, she was my toy-my little fucktoy. Now she was crossing a new boundary. She didn't ask me for this. She never asked for anything without begging for it. It took her a minute to relax and start to enjoy it. But it didn't take long. Those big sensitive nipples were hard before she and Kate began to kiss. Just a few brushes of her big tits against Kate's and a taste of Kate's tongue and she was breathless and dripping wet. Kate Kate had a talented mouth. She was an incredible kisser, but that wasn't all she was good at. The first time I saw her she was singing. I bought a few tickets to a benefit performance of the local opera company and took some friends. Going to the opera was not my favorite way to spend an evening, but I went. It was a worthy charity and I could afford to help out. I'd been fortunate to make good money writing music and I'd been asked to help out. I was asked to help by a little brunette french-horn player who spent most of the evening playing with me. She loved the opera and she loved teasing me to see how long she could keep my cock hard before I took her into a bathroom stall and fed her my come or ripped her panties off and fucked her. When the whole cast came out on stage I saw Kate. She was one of the chorus, not a star, no one special but she stood out. She was a head taller than every other woman in the chorus and her peaches and cream complexion and curly blonde hair made her impossible to miss. She sang and I watched her. I didn't meet her that night, but I remembered her. When I saw her waiting in line for coffee about a week later I recognized her. Tapping on her shoulder I said, "Excuse me, you're in the opera company aren't you? I saw you at the benefit. You were good." "What? There were too many people up there for you to know if I was good." "No, you were good. The redhead on your right was singing flat enough to distract the other sopranos, but you ignored her and sang well." With that she turned completely around to face me and gave me a quick once over. "You've got a good ear if you heard that. Plus a good eye if you figured all that out." I told her when I conducted, I had to be able to pick out problems. It wasn't that unusual, everybody does it. All it takes is practice. She stuck out her had and introduced herself. When she recognized my name she made such a fuss I blushed. She wanted to buy me coffee, but I insisted since she'd entertained me the least I could do was pay. We sat and chatted for almost an hour when she jumped up and said, "Oh my God, I'm going to be late for class. I've got to get to the Conservatory in fifteen minutes. I'll never make it in time." "Let me drive you. We'll make it easy." I offered. It was over a twenty-minute walk that I'd made lots of times as a student, but it would be about a five-minute drive if traffic wasn't too bad. "If your professor gives you a hard time, tell him you had a meeting with me and I made you late." Laughing she said, "I don't think that'll work. None of my students will care what I was doing. They're all too self-absorbed to care if their teacher's on time or not. They'll just leave if I'm late." It was my turn to be shocked. Her attitude and demeanor didn't fit with the image of a music professor so I'd assumed she was a grad student. She didn't seem old enough. A teaching position at the conservatory is hard to get, it just didn't add up. "Oh, are you teaching while you're working on your graduate degree?" I asked. "No," she said with a cute giggle. "I have a double doctorate in piano an vocal performance. I finished a couple of years ago." "Wow. What did you do start college right after kindergarten?" "Not quite. They made me wait until after high school, but they did let me reschedule my auditions for grad school when it conflicted with a performance with the London Symphony." Then I realized who she was. Her name sounded familiar, but I hadn't made the connection. I'd heard her before, when she was a little kid. At twelve she'd played a Beethoven piano concerto with the London Philharmonic and I'd seen her sing a Mozart aria in New York when she was nine. She was a child prodigy. Prodigies always bothered me. I never knew if the kids were there for themselves or their parents. But I remembered her from those nights. She was good-very good. "Well, since I've made you late, let me drive you. You aren't parked close by are you?" Sheepishly, she answered, "I don't drive. Never learned when I was a kid, and now...." I grabbed her hand and pulled her up saying, "Come on. I've got to hear more about you. You got about five minutes between here and the conservatory. You gotta tell me more." When we got to the Conservatory Kate had a surprise guest for her students that day. Between classes I got on the phone and cancelled my plans so I could spend the day with her and her students. Though she was oblivious to it, her good looks and open mind drew her students in like moths to a flame. I felt out of place at first but she made me talk to her classes about my work and got me to answer questions all day. That afternoon, a kid in the back asked how she got me there. Kate replied, "I tried to buy him off with coffee when we met at Starbucks this morning, but that didn't work. I think it's gonna take some pasta and a nice red wine tonight instead." she said glancing at me for approval. Then a girl's voice from the back said, "Oh, man...I gotta get off campus more. One trip for coffee and you got him for the day and a date! Damn!" With a laugh Kate dismissed class. As they left I heard another girl say, "I don't blame her. I'd want to get rid of us and get the date started too." As she cooked we talked. After dinner we talked. We talked about our work, our friends, our families, about everything. We talked for hours and hours. She got quiet and leaned back on the couch as I kissed her. I kissed down her neck to the valley between her breasts. Then I pulled her clothes away, licking and kissing my way down to her sweet, wet pussy, tasting and teasing every inch of skin I could along the way. Going down on her was different than any woman I'd ever known before. Her tight, almost hairless pussy was topped with a tiny wisp of blonde hair. Her lips were smooth and tight and she was delicious. I made her come over and over again, eating her out gently then ravenously. I couldn't get enough. I was hard as a rock, but it wasn't about me-it was about her. I was going to leave her with a night she'd never forget. When I was done and she begged me to stop, I stood over her with my cock tenting out my pants. She wasn't quick enough to get my zipper as I stepped back, teasing her. "Please give it to me. I want it so bad now." "No. Not tonight. I've got what I wanted tonight," I said. "You'll have to wait 'til next time." Then I turned to the door. I'll never forget how she looked as she lay there on the couch. She didn't have the strength to stop me. She was like an addict who almost overdosed and was too high to function. Her bra was gone, her shirt hung from one arm and the little pink panties she'd had on were tangled around one ankle. That's how she was dressed as I said goodnight standing in her open door. "Don't leave. Stay. Please stay. You can have me any way you want. Just don't leave now." I knew I had her now. "Tomorrow night I'll be back...you can wait 'til then, can't you?" "I don't know. I want you so bad right now." "Then you should think about what you want between now and tomorrow night." I said as I blew her a kiss, and left. The next night I went back and used her body all night long. She took my cock as far as she could down her throat. She bent over the couch while I fucked her from behind, and spun around so she could swallow my come as I came. A week later I took her ass, riding her long lean body until her cunt and ass were both sore. Because of her physical stature, talent and notoriety no one had ever been so direct or demanding of her. Men had always let her set the pace and be in charge. But I didn't. From that first night together she knew I was in charge and she liked it. Kate began to tighten her grip on Pam and move as they kissed. Just like Pam, with me she could indulge her fantasies and not feel responsible. After all she hadn't made the choice to seduce Pam, I ordered her to do it. The 3 Of Us Soft moans became to come from the two of them. It wasn't long before their hands started to wander, testing, feeling the soft yet firm flesh, reveling in the sensations they shared. I let them build their desire for each other before I stepped right next to them and laying my hands on their faces, I pulled their lips just a fraction of an inch apart. "Would you like to hear about our little playmate?" Without waiting for a response I went on saying, "Let me describe her for you." "The little fucktoy we're going to share tonight-and I mean share in every sense of the word-is absolutely delicious. As you can already tell, she's hot and easily stimulated. You should also know that she takes direction well, and even gets off on it. I would say it's one of the things that made me interested, but there are so many, I won't even try to list them all. My Girls-Kate and Pam "She has a very light complexion, long-almost white blonde hair, pale blue eyes, and a tight and toned body. But I guess you can tell a bit about her body already, can't you? Well, to fill in the details, she's tall, has long lean legs, a virtually hairless sweet wet tight little pussy, and double D tits. Oh, and one more thing, I'm not describing you...I'm talking about your partner." I gave that a second to sink in and added, "You see girls, that describes you both. You look so much alike you could be sisters, or even mistaken for twins. "I've been thinking about tonight for a while and I'm going to enjoy this immensely. Tonight I'm going to find out what it's like to eat your pussy while I fuck you. And I'm going to take those nights when I watched you play with yourself to the next level when I watch you do the same things to each other. I promise you both, it's gonna be fun." All through this the girls had continued to explore each other's body. Gentle caresses had let to groping and coping a feel, but neither had gone to far. A quick slip of the hand between their partner's legs, a pinch on a nipple, the palming of a breast was as far as they'd gone. It was so cool to watch. "Now you both have to answer a question for me and you'll both have to agree. You should know whatever you get to do, she gets to do as well. Just nod or shake your head and tell me...do you want to take your blindfold off?" Both girls shook their heads no. "Good answer. I was hoping we'd keep things the way they are. I'd be broken-hearted if your met somewhere and were uncomfortable. If we do this again, you'll do it face-to-face, but for now this is better. Actually, I think in the long run you'll be good friends, but for now let's take it slow. You can kiss now, if you want to." They both dove for the other's mouth. The heat coming off them could have melted the polar caps. I grabbed their arms and pulled them to me. Their arms wrapped around me, soft, warm breasts and thighs rubbed against mine as I held them close. I savored the sensation. It was like nothing I'd ever known before. Part of my excitement was from the heat of their bodies but part of it was from the power of having both at my command. "I feel overdressed. Do you want to strip me?" Their simultaneous reply of, "Yes, Sir." surprised me. Pam giggled and Kate smiled as they gave each other a quick peck of a kiss and began to run their fingers along my shirtfront to help each other with the buttons. With just a fumble or two, they quickly undid my shirt, belt and pants. Leaning back from me they pushed my shirt off my shoulders. Gentle pressure on their shoulders made them kneel almost in sync. They both knew what I liked and they both realized it was something I'd taught them to do. Off came my shoes, then they pulled my pants off, then before they pulled my boxers off, I said, "Why don't you get out of those panties now?" and they did. I wrapped my fingers in each girl's hair and pushed them against the tented front of my boxers. They'd both felt this before: naked, blindfolded on their knees with my cock rubbing against their face. They'd both been right there to be cock slapped, teased with my cock until they begged to suck it. "Finish now." I said, and they both reached for the waistband of my shorts. As my cock was freed it slapped against Kate, then Pam. I pulled their faces together so I had a cheek on each side of the shaft and slid it in and out for a second. When I relaxed my grip, Kate turned for a quick kiss of the shaft and Pam slid out to wrap her lips around the head. With precarious balance I stepped out of my shorts and kicked them away. Now it was time for some serious fun. I stood over the two formerly sweet innocent girls and let them share my cock and balls. Kate wrapped her arms around one leg and Pam got on both knees while they licked, kissed, nuzzled and sucked me. If I could never take a step away from that spot for as long as I lived, I wouldn't care. It was everything I'd hoped for. These two were mine. They both wanted to please me more than anything else in the world. Eventually I stepped back from them, leaving them panting on the floor side by side. Their arousal was obvious and palatable in the air. But I had something else in mind. A nudge got them wrapped in each other's arms as I stepped away and sat on the leather sofa. "Now I'm going to let you two have some fun." I said. They kissed again and began to run their hands and mouths over each other with an urgent hunger to know the other's flesh. One after the other they would dip down to suck a breast or to lick a neck. They cupped each other's and their own breasts, feeling the similar weight and curve of the firm warm flesh in their palm. Every so often they would trace the curve partner's ass or soft thigh until they found their way to the hot wet cunt that waited for them. It was fun to watch and I told them so. When I thought they'd had enough time to acquaint themselves with the body of their partner, I said, "Now it's time for you to get your first taste of pussy. Get down on the floor and lick your new friend's pussy. Trust me, you'll like it." As they sorted out their position, they gave each other little kisses and licks along their thighs and outer lips. Both girls had tight almost hairless slits with large puffy outer lips that I love so much. Also both had very long prominent clits that popped up when they got close to coming. Their cunts were eager for stimulation and knew just how to get it. I had a plan to prevent them from not diving in and eagerly eating the other's pussy. "By the way, I've got a reward for you if you make your new friend come first." I said with a chuckle. "If you're interested, I could describe it for you. Do you want to know?" "Yes, Sir." they both replied. "Okay." I said leaning in to watch them. "You both seem to like the taste of pussy. You're enjoying this aren't you?" "Oh, yes, Sir." Pam answered-just as she'd been taught to. Then Kate made a move to get the upper hand when she locked her lips onto Pam's dripping pussy and said, "Mm-Hmm." The vibrations from that talented mouth almost made Pam loose it on the spot. I saw her tense up before she dove back into Kate's cunt with her long tongue fully extended. I'd felt that extraordinary appendage wrapped around the head of my cock and had my ass tongue-fucked with it. Kate was about to get a real treat. While they both tried to focus on their task and ignore the rising call of their bodies I said, "Well, the girl who makes her new friend come first will get to choose a couple of things. Number 1, they'll choose who gets fucked fist and who gets fucked second. Number 2, they'll choose the position for each fuck. Doesn't that sound like fun?" "Mmmm-Hmmm.", they both responded. It was all I could do to not laugh out loud. Then Pam went a step further by playing with Kate's clit with her fingers as she licked her way back to Kate's tight little rosebud. She then tongue-fucked her ass while she played with her clit and fingered her pussy. Kate moaned into Pam's pussy and sent shock waves up and down her partner's body with the vibrations of her lips. Not to be outdone, Kate dipped a pair of fingers into Pam's cunt to lube them up and shoved them into her ass. Pam's head flew back and she wailed as spasms overtook her and she came. After the first shock of her orgasm hit she locked her lips on Kate's clit and sucked as hard as she could. It was too much for Kate-she flooded Pam's face with her sweet juices just as she was being bathed in Pam's come. Quivers and shudders hit them each like aftershocks of a great quake. It was amazing to see the girls from a different perspective. Normally I would have had my face buried between their long legs. It was different being a spectator and I liked it. "You two are both a mess, you should clean each other up." Having cleaned off my face and cock before, they both knew what to do and set to the task quickly, eager to please. "That seems like a good way to say 'Thank you.'" I said. "Thank you's turned into making out as they licked each other off-tasting themselves on their partner's lips. "When you're done you should come join me." I said. Helping them slide onto the couch on either side of me I went on, "Now you should know that I've always used a couple of pet names for each of you. With them you'll know who I'm talking to. There's one of you I call 'Cutie'." I said as I reached around to cup Kate's tit in my hand. "And one of you I call 'Sweetie'." I added repeating the motion with Pam. "But sometimes I just call you 'Slut' or 'Cunt'", I finished up pinching Pam then Kate's nipples respectively. "So now you'll know if I say 'Sweetie' or 'Slut' you'll know who I'm talking to. Or if I'm talking to 'Cutie' or 'Cunt' you'll both know who I mean, right?" "Yes, Sir." they both responded. "Good girls." I said pulling them into to cuddle. Pam's had one had cupped over her pussy and one was starting to wander up and down my body. I looked over and Kate was also rubbing her cunt at my side as though she could see and mimic Pam. It wasn't long before one or the other would start to fondle my cock. I had to get on with this. "Well, it would seem that Sweetie came first proving to all of us just what an eager little slut she can be. That would mean that my little Cutie would be the winner. But.... I'm not sure. I don't know if a Cunt who doesn't answer a question correctly she be rewarded. Maybe my hot little Slut should win instead...what do you think, Cutie?" You could almost hear the gears and wheels turning as Kate worked out her answer. "Well, Sir, since I was taught not to speak with my mouth full no matter whether it was dinner or cock, I thought my response was acceptable. I have done that before and you never complained when my mouth was too full to speak. But, since you're the judge, I will have to defer to your decision. It's not really my place to say." "Hmmm, you make a good argument. But I don't want a good argument...I want a good fuck. What do you think, Sweetie?" I asked Pam. "I think you always know what's best, Sir." she answered quickly. "It's back to me, then. Very well, we'll save the contest for another night and I'll decide who I'm going to fuck and how. Up, both of you." I said urging them to their feet. I led them into the bedroom and stood them side by side. With my hand on their shoulders I said, "Bend over and put your hands on your knees." Then bent them so their full tits hung from their chests and their asses were on display beautifully. "Spread your legs and hold your head up." In this position I could walk around them and play with their tits, asses, pussies or feed my cock into their open mouths. And that's what I did. Around and around I went, cupping and pinching their tits, caressing and fingering their pussies and asses, wrapping my hand in one girls hair after the other as I fed them my cock. It was incredible. The momentum kept building and building as I got closer and closer to shooting off. Finally I grabbed them one at a time to put them on the bed. Kate first face up with her chest heaving and her legs spread wide. Then I put Pam on top of her face-to-face, tit-to-tit, with her ass up in the air and her pussy wide open. I climbed on the bed behind Pam and grabbing her hips I heard her gasp as I slammed all the way into her in one long, deep stroke saying, "Here you go, Slut. Is this what you want?" "Oh, God. Yes Sir. Please fuck me." After just a few strokes in and out I said, "I think you have me confused with someone else...I'm not God...I'm just in charge here tonight." And then I pulled out of her and lifted Kate's knees up to angle my cock down into her pussy. I drove into Kate just as I had Pam and said, "But I think you should share, don't you, Cunt?" "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir." Kate moaned in response. The impact of my stomach on Pam's ass drove her forward so her tit was in Kate's face. As my cock slid into her, Kate's mouth flew open. When she felt Pam's tit on her, she locked her lips around the nipple and sucked on Pam's tit as we fucked. Back and forth I went between the two girls. They sucked each other's and their own tits, kissed and bit each other's lips and necks, and moaned into each other's ears as they came again and again. Finally I pulled Pam off Kate and laid them side by side. Standing over them as I stroked my cock I asked, "Who's thirsty? Who wants a taste of my come?" Both girls opened their mouth with their heads together. It was too much for me. I'd held back for so long without coming that I not only shot in their mouths, but all over their faces, and their tits. Without prompting they licked and kissed each other to get my come for themselves. I stood over them legs spread wide with one hand on the ceiling to brace myself. It's probably all they kept me from falling over. When they'd finished cleaning each other up, I said, "Give me some room, girls." and they slid apart to let me lie down between them. "I need cleaning up too, you know." I said-making them both move down to lick the cooling come from my hand and cock. Their tongues slid along my shaft and I patted them on the head as I relaxed into the soft bed saying, "Good girls." The rest of the night was spent in one position after another. I laid back while they took turns riding my cock or feeding me their sweet pussies. They ate each other to one orgasm after another while I fucked each like a bitch in heat. They sat on each other's faces while I draped their long legs over my shoulders. That night I got off six times and each neither girl knew how many times she had come. It was a night I'll never forget because we never got to do it again. Tragedy struck before we could repeat that night. Less than a week later, a drunk frat kid hit Kate as she was out for a late night run. In the hospital Pam saw Kate's face for the first time. Even with Kate's injuries hey looked so much alike Pam immediately knew her. The brief moments when Kate would wake gave them time to get to know each other. Though I knew Kate's friends and colleagues, her family was full of strangers. They were confused by the attention Pam and I gave Kate, but must have assumed we were all just close friends. I didn't have the heart to tell them how I'd gotten to know Kate or what our relationship was like. I sat by her bed as she slipped away. The third night Kate was in the hospital it was peaceful and quiet. By this point the doctors and nurses had given up on trying to get Pam and I out after visiting hours were over. Pam got Kate's parents settled back in their hotel, and then curled up at my feet as I held Kate's hand. As Pam slept with her head in my lap, Kate's hand tightened and she turned her head toward us. Her eyes fluttered a tiny bit as though she was trying to open them and a small smile played across her face as she died. After Kate's funeral Pam and I drifted apart. We had been attracted to each other for superficial reasons. We'd become a couple because it was fun, exciting and different than anything we'd ever done before. Now, that was tainted with sadness and loss. Things were never the same between us. I guess it was for the best.