A warm bed on a chill night

The room was plunged into dark as the light flicked off, and I felt my way to the foot of the bed, my hands easily grasping the blanket. I quickly shucked my shorts, having already felt an erection starting to grow from the sounds of kisses and slightly wet sounds that I could hear from the bed.

I crawled onto the bed, the two intertwined bodies in the middle of it still moving against each other sinuously. When I finally reached the top, I grasped at a corner of blanket and pulled it up, sliding my now nude form under and was quite happy to feel Helen's back pressed against me. She snuggled back at me, and made a quick squeak of protest.

"Cold feet! Fuck cold feet!" Helen squawked out, yanking her feet away from me.

"Don't warm yoahs on me!" Charlotte laughed, pushing Helen's feet back under the blanket. The friction on it seemed to cause a bit of a static spark, which caused her feet to jump back in the opposite direction, right into my cold feet once again.

At this point my hands had come around Helen, and my hips were now fully pressed against her ass. My cock was fully hard, and I enjoyed the feeling of her warmth on me. The last bits of wet were long gone, and now the chill was being quickly borne away as well.

"Ok, One part isn't cold." Helen murmured against Charlotte's lips, her hands active and rubbing back and forth along both of the bodies surrounding her.

"You like bein' tha centa of attention, don't ya sugah..." Charlotte lazily drawled, causing Helen to groan with pleasure. Holy shit, I realized, that really DOES turn her on. Not just a little either, as I could feel Helen's body grow aroused and her nipple grow hard under my fingers as I kissed at the back of her neck.

"This doesn't change how I feel..." Helen whispered urgently against Charlotte's lips, before kissing her deeply. The kiss seemed almost **** as I allowed my hands to roam down her body, feeling the familiar rippled scar of her side, before delving against the elegant curve that marked her hip. I slid my fingers across her belly, enjoying the thought that I had been inside of her, and the thought that she wanted me again.

"Doesn't have to..." Charlotte nodded back, her hand finding mine and firmly bringing it to her own pussy. She was incredibly soaked, and the feeling of her lubrication on my fingers caused a rush of blood to pulse through my cock. I could feel the soft drip of precum, and I knew that I wanted this woman. No, I wanted both of these women.

Charlotte nipped at her lips, before leaning across her shoulder to kiss me. Her hands pushed Helen's leg up, and apart, causing me to have to push back from behind her. It ended up with Helen on her back, legs held apart, with both Charlotte and my fingers touching her. I of course took the opportunity to latch my lips onto Helen's now nearby breast, and was quite happy to find her ardent response punctuated by her fingers in my hair.

"Oh wow... you two are gonna make me..." Helen groaned, her fingers woven tightly in my hair, pushing my face against her breast.

"Easy on the hair there, babe..." Charlotte warned her lover from right next to me, before again licking and sucking at Helen's other breast. Two of us continued to pleasure Helen, our fingers rubbing against each other on her soaked mound, occasionally one of us taking a moment to penetrate her for more lubrication, before rubbing furiously at the spots that seemed to cause Helen to shake the most.

"I want you inside me..." Helen groaned.

"Well, don't keep a lady waitin'." Charlotte lifted my chin from Helen's lips and before I knew it she had pressed my lips against her wife's while pushing Helen's lips against mine. The feeling of her hand against the back of my head and knowing that she was doing the same to Helen was kind of a turn on, and it felt natural to roll my body between Helen's legs as we kissed.

"There we go..." Charlotte purred, running her hands along our bodies. I felt her hand grasp my cock, and before I knew it she had easily slotted me directly into Helen's pussy, and the lips of her wonderfully tight channel were again beginning to encompass me.

Helen didn't stop kissing me the entire time, her only acknowledgement of the penetration a muffled gasp against my lips, followed by her hands and legs coming up to clutch at me and slow my motion.

"Careful... I'm really still sore from earlier." Helen licked her lips, before her eyes closed again tightly as something seemed to run through her body.

I could feel a soft pull of flesh against the head of my cock, and pulled back slowly, the feeling of pressure lessening, and replaced by a soft gush of moisture. That felt better, and I allowed myself to slide back into her more shallowly.

"Yeah... like that..." Helen nodded, her hands dropping to my hips and adjusting the rhythm a bit more directly. She began to raise and lower herself a little, allowing her clit to drag along the shaft of my cock a bit more directly. "Oh yeah... just like that."

Charlotte brought her lips onto Helen's for another kiss as the two of us moved together. It was delightful seeing the two women's enjoyment, and Helen seemed even more aroused by the kiss, thrusting back at me more fully, and seeming to no longer care as much about how deep I penetrated her.

All I knew was that it was incredible feeling Helen around me again. The tightness of the initial penetration was still there, but now it was easily soothed with copious amounts of liquid heat flowing between the two of us. I wasn't sure how much was my precum and how much was the result of the contractions on my cock that Helen continuously enjoyed, no small credit due on that to Charlotte's expert ministrations and kisses.

The problem was that I couldn't last long like that, and I could feel an orgasm wanting to build in my lower body. I needed to either pull out or change things up, or I'd be soon coming inside of her again. With all the baby making talk, the urge to make absolutely certain that Helen was bred kept running through my head. I wanted to make a baby with her, and my body was practically demanding it.

Helen wasn't helping me holding off much, as her pants and groans accompanied by soft kisses and occasional suggestions of sensation from Charlotte kept my brain fully on the erotic feast before me. My hands were quite busy now, as Charlotte took charge of one of them as I lay atop her lover, guiding me on a tour of her voluptuous body inbetween kisses that seemed to meld one into another until all three of us seemed engaged in one unending kiss while I ground myself inside of Helen.