Blended Ch 18

Ines snores. Kylie doesn’t because she isn’t sleeping. Piper has good instincts for people, and sometimes that comes with downsides. Reluctantly, she gives up her comfortable, not to mention ego-stroking, position nestled between the two naked women, rolling onto her side to leave Ines behind and whisper to Kylie.

“You OK?”

“Yeah.”

She’s not. There’s some existential panic going on. Did she notice that she wasn’t the center of attention? Probably. First threesome? Definitely. It’s Piper’s first too, but she’s always been levelheaded. Mostly. The light is poor, but Kylie’s gaze is searching. For what? Comfort? Connection? Reassurance? Of what?

Piper moves her face closer, and Kylie’s body language is unmistakable. She returns the gentle kiss, and it stays tender and quiet. Maybe for the first time tonight, Piper and Kylie are in sync. Mindful of noise and sudden movements, Kylie welcomes Piper on top, and she shivers when Piper enters her. Ten minutes ago, Piper was wrung out, feeling as though there wasn’t a drop of fluid left in her body. Ten minutes later, she has to bite Kylie’s shoulder to keep from advertising that she’s exploding, pumping what feels like gallons into the blonde. It’s all flesh and soft warmth.

BLENDED

It isn’t Kylie that’s smothering Piper.

Piper wakes with a twitch, and the morning sunlight, the ceiling of Bella’s room, and the situation all hit at once.

She remembers Bella getting closer in the night, and resigned herself to being a body pillow. But this is not how one treats a body pillow; it’s not the memory of that night with Kylie and Ines that’s crushing the breath from her, it’s Bella. Two-thirds of her is on top of Piper. Piper’s face is mashed into Bella’s vast bosom, but that’s not the problem.

Piper’s understandable nighttime woody escaped her underwear, and Bella put her leg over her down there. Now, Piper’s hard cock protrudes from the sleeve created by Bella soft calf and even softer thigh. Fresh cum gleams on Bella’s skin.

“Mmm,” Bella mumbles, squeezing Piper tighter.

Piper has no free hands. She uses her face to push against Bella’s breast. “Bella. Sweetie. Wake up.”

“Mmmm.” Bella somehow moves up, and her leg squeezes Piper’s cock. Piper doesn’t thrash, exactly. She just shakes her body enough to get through; Bella’s eyes open and she finds herself in kissing distance. “Hmm? Oh. Oh, shit,” Bella mutters, blinking and shaking her head as she pulls back. “Hi.”

Piper forces a smile. “Morning.”

“Shoot. Sorry.” Bella climbs off, freezing as she notices the dick and the wetness.

“You’re an affectionate sleeper,” Piper says casually, tucking her cock away safely and climbing out of bed.

“Guess so,” Bella replies, blushing. She winces. “Oh, jeez.”

“Headache?”

“It’s not that bad. I didn’t have that much.”

“I’ll make some breakfast. Eat first, then water and aspirin.”

“Thanks, Piper.”

“Don’t mention it,” Piper says as Bella grabs a tissue to wipe off her leg.