Hell no

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SCOTT

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I took a deep breath and knocked. Mandy and I waited, anxiously, for what seemed like minutes but was most certainly less than thirty seconds then-

My heart stopped as the door opened and there she was. Tina. Her blonde hair damp and hanging over her shoulders as if she'd just gotten out of the shower. She was wearing a white, satin robe that was tied loosely at the waist. It was open enough to see the frilly outline of a white, lacey bra. The robe was short enough to show off most of her toned, tan legs.

She smiled at me then her smile grew wider as Mandy stepped into her view.

"Don't be shy," Tina said, moving aside so we could enter the room. "Can I get you anything? Maybe some champaign?"

"I'd like that," Mandy said as we entered her room. It looked spotless, almost untouched. If it weren't for the unopened suitcase and the drying champaign glass next to the sink, I'd have thought nobody was living in the room at all. There were only two Champaign glasses in each room so she grabbed a plastic cup and handed it to me.

"You'll have to make do," she said. She motioned for Mandy and I to sit on the couch then she took a seat at the foot of the bed. Her legs crossed elegantly at the knee, causing her robe to inch up further on her thigh. She sat up straight, a confident, projected posture that stretched the satin across her chest, causing the robe to loosen a bit. The frilly cups of her bra came into view and a generous amount of her mouthwatering cleavage along with it. The shapes of her fake breasts were such that the bra was not doing much to support or shape them. It was mostly there for aesthetics, to compliment them and add a layer of decor and mystique. It was certainly doing its job.

"What made you want to come here tonight?" Tina asked, staring daggers into Mandy. Mandy returned her intense gaze. The sexual tension was almost unbearable.

"You," Mandy replied with a lot more confidence than I expected.

Tina seemed to like that answer as she tried to hide her smile behind her Champaign glass. "Me?" she asked. "Why me?"

"Because we can't stop thinking about you."

"We?" Tina asked. Mandy nodded. I'm not sure how the two of them kept eye contact. My sights, on the other hand, were wandering sporadically between both scantily, clad women, my mind desperately trying to keep up with the amount of sexy, exposed skin I was taking in.

"So, you're not just here to watch?" Mandy shook her head.

"You're ready, then?" Mandy nodded.

"And you want to do this with me?" Mandy smiled. "OK, then. What are we waiting for?"

The simple question seemed to throw Mandy off. Her shoulders slumped a bit and she took a noticeably deep breath.

"It's OK," Tina said. She rose to her feet. "I can take the lead, if you like. Would you like that?"

Mandy nodded, suddenly seeming star-struck at Tina's presence. "I'm not sure even where to start," she said with a self-conscious giggle.

"Well..." Tina said. "I've found that the best way to get the most out of the situation for all of us..." She took Mandy's hand and led her to her feet. "...Is to start by taking care of the man."

Hell yes

"So, why don't you show me how you do that?" My entire body felt completely useless as I stared up at the two women. I felt like I was a concrete statue set on the couch, my arms and legs betraying me until Mandy climbed on my lap, straddling me and kissing me. Her lips connecting with mine set off fireworks in my brain and sprung the rest of my body to life. My hands wrapped around her, pulling her tight, crushing her chest to me. Her hands immediately began unbuttoning my shirt. When the last button came undone I pulled her back into me. Cleavage spilled from her dress, the feeling of her squishy skin pressing into mine got my blood boiling. I could feel her nipples poking through the thin fabric and pressing into my pecs.

"Mmmm..." Mandy cooed as I nibbled at her ear then trailed soft kisses down her neck. Tina sat down next to us, almost uncomfortably close. She gazed at us like someone would observe a painting in a museum, trying to find different shadings and angles and perspectives.

Mandy pried my lips from her neck and kissed me hard. Just as I gave into the warm sensation of her lips on mine, she tore them away. I started to follow but she pushed me back, a devious grin spreading across her face. She slid off my lap onto her knees then leaned forward and planted soft kisses on my chest, down to my stomach. As she did so, she worked open my shorts and, by the time she reached my belt line, my button and fly were open completely.

"Ahhhh..." I groaned as she continued further south kissing my cock which bulged up through the open fly, creating an increasingly uncomfortable tent in my boxers. Then she leaned forward and dropped the weight of her heavy breasts on my lap. I gasped feeling the soft, warm squishiness envelop me. She rocked her chest a few times, dragging her tits across my lap. I thought my dick might burst right through my boxers. When she finally pulled away, there was a large damp spot where the cotton was saturated with precum.

I noticed a desperation in Mandy I'm not sure I'd ever seen before. It was a combination of focus, uncertainty, and shear desire that guided her movements. She tugged at the waistband of my shorts and, with my help, pulled them down my legs along with my boxers. My cock sprang free, nearly smacking her in the face. She watched it bob and twitch then she leaned forward, once again pressing her breasts into my lap, this time trapping my naked erection between them. The soft fabric of her dress brushed lightly across my shaft as she slid her chest up and down. My cock pulsed uncontrollably, leaking precum across the inner curves of her tits, some smearing onto the thin straps of her dress. I was suddenly worried I'd cum right then and there. If it were just me and Mandy, I'd probably just let it rip, enjoying the warm release that was inevitable. But with Tina watching so intently, I felt like I had to hold out. I wanted to keep this going as long as possible. I wanted to enjoy it and to-

Every sensation heightened as Mandy suddenly, without warning, took me into her mouth. My hands shot out, wrapping around her back, grabbing her dress as if to steady myself. She moaned around my cock as I squeezed her tight. Her pace was slow and deliberate. She could tell I was already struggling. I gulped and gasped, my head dropping back against the couch as I tried my best to relax and take in the moment but also hold on to make the moment last as long as possible.

"You have such a nice cock," Tina said. She brushed Mandy's hair over her shoulder so she could get a better view of the action. "Do you like how she sucks your cock?"

"Ffffuck yes," I grunted, biting my lip.

"Did you like when I sucked your cock last night?"

Mandy's eyes shot open at the mention of Tina and my previous night together.

"On the couch... In the shower..."

Jesus fucking Christ

"I liked it too... Do you mind if I have a turn?" Mandy paused, then slowly pulled her mouth off of my cock. She looked at me, her green eyes burning with intensity and... was it... pride? Then she looked at Tina and nodded. Tina smiled and pulled my face toward her, kissing me deeply. My entire body shuddered. Mandy's mouth was incredible but Tina's lips and tongue and the way she so confidently took what she wanted from me was intoxicating. She pulled away and brushed her hair back over her shoulder then leaned down, taking me into her mouth. My hips bucked up off the couch, unintentionally pushing deeper into her throat. Tina's tongue was magic, swirling and dancing around my tip and shaft. Mandy watched, her expression a mix of curiosity and awe.

Tina pulled her mouth off of me then nodded to Mandy who took the hint and took up where Tina had left off. For a few minutes, they passed my cock back and forth while I struggled to maintain some semblance of composure.

"You wanted to cum in my mouth last night, didn't you?" Tina whispered into my ear as Mandy took me into her mouth.

"Y-yes," I stammered.

"I have to be honest, it was really hot how you held off, though. How you were able to have such control, how you insisted on not cumming so you could go down on me and then fuck me wild."

Mandy flinched at the mention of me fucking Tina, and well at that.

"This time, though... I want you to let go." The words slowly seeped through my brain like whipped cream melting into a hot chocolate as Tina's lips descended down my shaft once again. She sucked hard, her cheeks caving in, her tongue swirling over my swollen head. The flickers of pleasure drove me wild. My toes stiffened, my feet pressing slightly into the floor.

"Oh, Fuck," I grunted through gritted teeth. My body twitched as I held on for dear life, trying desperately to make the moment last just a few seconds longer. Tina cupped my balls gently in her right hand and that was it.

"Tina, I'm cumming. Fuck, I'm cumming." Tina moaned as the first rope of cum splashed against the back of her throat. She squeezed gently at my sack as spurt after spurt flooded her mouth. She grabbed Mandy's face and pulled it to hers then let my cock slip slightly from her mouth. Mandy's lips pressed to one side of my head and Tina's pressed to the other as cum bubbled out onto their lips and tongues. They shared the rest of my release, their lips and tongues meeting around my cock, my cum mingling with their saliva. I watched, my body writhing in pleasure as they licked me clean.

"Oh, fuck," I gasped as my body started to relax. Mandy grabbed my cock and stuffed it into her mouth, eliciting two more powerful spurts. "Ahhhh," I groaned as her tongue dragged over the sensitive underside of the tip before she finally let me go. I was panting, my chest heaving as I collapsed back against the couch.

The women turned toward each other. Tina wiped a dribble of cum from Mandy's chin with her thumb and fed it into her own mouth.

"Now that he's had his fun," Tina said. "While he recovers, we can have our fun."