Friday Night Shenanigans

Nekane cooked paella for dinner, a proper one and a more muted one for those girls who aren’t keen on seafood. One of the problems with a large household is accommodating the variety of tastes. Menus are agreed two weeks beforehand and proposed even earlier so there can be negotiations. You try and manage it so that several dishes are cooked when there are major objections, which adds to the amount of cooking the girl on meal duty must do.

It’s part of Lucy’s job to organise the on-line shopping. She puts the order in at the end of the week, for a delivery on the Monday. Originally, she had to chase girls to get their requirements in, but by now it’s a well-oiled machine.

After dinner you watch another episode of the streaming series. This time you let Niemira and Lucy sit next to you. Anna, Melody, Sybil and Sarka take places in the armchairs and the other sofa. Sybil and Melody disappear as soon as the programme is over, while you and the other girls pick a comedy show to watch next.

The reason those two disappeared early is clear as soon as you reach your bedroom. They’re sitting cross-legged on the bed in their nighties. Sybil’s is a short, sleeveless red outfit, trimmed with black lace, plunging to reveal her cleavage. Melody’s is pink, tied by a ribbon at the front, revealing her cleavage, her belly button and matching knickers. She’s set her blond hair in a bob.

“If it’s not my sex bomb and my baby mama.”

Melody blushes. Sybil glances to her, then looks at you and winks. “After tomorrow she’ll probably not be your only baby mama.”

Melody looks over. “What are you saying? Are you?”

“I’m not saying anything, because if I did Lucy would kill me. We’re not allowed to give you any clues.” She then turns to you. “But if you fuck me hard enough, I might let it slip.”

Most of the girls would confess their deepest secrets if you fucked them hard enough. Sybil’s not one of those. She never appears to lose control, no matter how hard you fuck her. Probably because she’s the most experienced with sex. Comes from spending years as a pornstar.

“That a challenge?” you ask. Sybil’s response is to raise her eyebrows.

She then turns to Melody and asks, “do you think he’s overdressed?”

Melody giggles. “I do.”

“Then we should do something about it.”

They quickly rise from the bed and move to your sides. Sybil takes the lead, her hands on your head, directing it towards her face, directing your lips to hers. Meanwhile Melody is running her hands over your chest, tugging your t-shirt away from your trousers. At Sybil’s direction she moves her attention to your trousers, unbuttoning them, then pushing them down your legs. Sybil’s hands slip beneath your t-shirt, runs over your chest, gathering the cloth beneath your armpits. All the time her mouth dances around your mouth, her lips sucking on your lips, her tongue darting around your tongue. She’s clearly been eating mints because you can taste mint on her lips, on her tongue, on her teeth.

Sybil breaks connection so that she can lift your t-shirt over your head. Melody meanwhile is removing your shoes and socks, so that she can tackle your trousers next. Once removed she folds them and places them to one side. Sybil tosses your t-shirt on top of them. You’re left standing in your underwear.

Sybil looks down at your bulge. “Something looks tasty.” She squats and pulls your underwear down. Your cock bounces free. Sybil licks her lips.

You take the opportunity to pull Melody towards you. You bring your lips to her lips. She returns your kiss with passion. Her hands roam your chest. You use your free hand to pull the ribbon on her top. The bow comes undone and the top opens, allowing your hand to reach in and grasp one of her breasts. You squeeze and play with it, while your tongues clash.

Meanwhile Sybil is running her tongue along your shaft, licking its head. She turns to kissing, first your glans, then down your shaft, until she reaches your balls, where she turns to kissing each one. The mint on her lips adds an erotic chill with each caress, making your skin prickle with each adoration.

Your hand leaves Melody’s breast and you lower it down to her knickers. You push them aside and slide one finger around her groin. You tickle her folds. You push them aside and find her clit. You rotate your index finger around her nub. She gasps into your mouth.

Sybil, meanwhile, has finished her adoration of your balls and returns to your dick. She engulfs it. You feel your dick sliding further and further into her mouth, until you feel it slide into her throat. You can hear her gagging as she takes it deeper and deeper. She doesn’t stop until her nose touches your belly, and her chin touches your balls. There she pauses. When she pulls back saliva gushes out, down her chin, down your shaft, over your balls. Her face is red with her effort.