A triangle at morning

You wake with the first light of day filtering through the curtains. Your first sensation is that of warmth, then of silken flesh surrounding you. Lisa is cuddled against your chest, her soft sleepy breathing warming you. Laurel is pressed against your back, one arm thrown over your hips. You lay quietly, enjoying the sensation of being pressed between the two lovely sleeping women.

You look at Lisa's sleeping face, peaceful and happy in repose. You had carried her to bed last night after the dungeon session, although you almost had to pry her arms off you when you put her on the bed. She had given little whimpers of protest at losing touch with you, and it was only when Laurel assured her that the three of you were sharing the king sized bed that she fully relaxed. She had called you her Master several times before she fell into a deep sleep.

As you watch her you see her eyelids flicker, then slowly open. Puzzled for a moment, she smiles as she looks into your face.

"My Master," she murmurs with drowsy happiness, kissing your chest with soft lips and wriggling closer to you, pressing her ripe body to yours. Her hands stroke you, and she makes little purrs of satisfaction. Your body starts to respond to her attention, and she immediately notices your hardening cock, stroking it with one languid hand.

"Let me please you Master," she whispers softly, and starts to kiss her way down your chest, sliding herself down the bed. She softly nibbles your belly as she gently strokes your cock, her lips teasing your skin, her tongue tracing a hot wet line of delight towards your cock.

Finally reaching her goal, she laps at the head of your cock like a kitten, then nibbles down the shaft with soft lips, then licks up the shaft with one long slow stroke. She feels you shudder and she looks up at you with gleeful eyes and repeats the process, then again and again until you're ready to scream. At last, with a happy gurgle of satisfaction, she swallows you, taking your stiff length deep in her warm sucking mouth. You rock your hips gently, thrusting yourself into her.

"Somebody started without me," Laurel's sleepy voice says in your ear. "Two somebodies." Her hand strokes your chest and she sits up, kissing your shoulder. "She's a beautiful little bitch when she has a mouthful of cock isn't she? Mmmmmmm, God that looks good. Can I have her, Master? Can I devour the sweet bitch?"

You nod at her and she slides across your body, pulling the younger woman's hips towards her. She kisses the ripe thighs which eagerly open for her, then laps hungrily at the shaven pussy lips. Lisa moans around your cock as your wife ravishes her cunt, both of them slurping and sucking greedily. Laurel raises her own thigh, offering her pussy to you, the musky aroma of her arousal tantalizing you.

You push your mouth into her, sucking her clit into your mouth and flickering your tongue across it. Laurel moans into Lisa's cunt and pushes herself hard against your face, smearing your cheeks with her moisture. The brunette holds your ass with one hand, digging her nails in, and sucks you deeper, taking you into her throat as her other hand caresses your balls. The three of you are making muffled groans as you ravish each other, sucking and devouring.

Lisa slides a hand behind your balls and presses against your asshole, slowly invading you with one finger. You grunt in lustful pleasure, your balls tightening, and you redouble your **** on Laurel's flowering pussy. You feel the brunette's finger penetrate deeper, and with a long groan you come, filling her mouth with scalding spunk while you mouth fuck your wife's delicious cunt. Lisa keeps your spasming cock in her throat as she pushes her own sex against Laurel's frenzied tongue, only pulling off it as her own orgasms start. The last spurt of your come splashes across her face.

"Ohhhhhhhh Yes! Yes! Yes! Yesssssss!" Lisa wails as her orgasm takes her, pumping your cock with one and thrusting her hips madly against Laurel's mouth. "Fuck me with your tongue, fuck this sweet cunt, use me, fuckin' use MEEEEEEE!"

Her ecstatic wails and your eager mouth trigger your wife, and she shudders and moans as her own climax begins. She starts to pull away from Lisa but the younger woman holds her head against her still shivering pussy, refusing to let her go. "Don't fuckin' stop, Don't stop, Don't! I'm still coming, still coming, Oh fuck I'm still coming, don't stop, I'll die, I'll fuckin' die if you stop!"

Laurel writhes in orgasmic bliss, trapped between your mouth and Lisa's cunt, taking and giving pleasure, groaning with joy. Finally, the two women's shudders subside, and they collapse panting, the three of you tangled together.

Laurel is the first to revive, stroking Lisa and kissing her, licking a dab of your come off her face, then both of them looking at you with faces shiny with sweat and sex.

"Did we please you, Master?" Laurel asks with a shy smile. "Did your bitches please you?"