Interrupted

Cindi and Pam both stripped the rest of the way... doing their best to keep his attention by slow-rolling the strip-tease, caressing each other's tits, and taking breaks to kiss and caress him. Since they'd already lost their tops, there was only so long they could delay full nudity, however.

Then the two girls conferred for a couple of seconds, whispering plans, Matt guessed, before joining him on the bed, their heads toward the foot of the bed and their pussies near his chest.

"We both shaved for you," Cindi said. "But we can grow back landing strips if you'd like that better."

"Smooth is fine," he choked out. Damn, in what universe was he so lucky that girls chose their grooming based on his preferences.

Clearly both girls were sopping wet, their pussies glistening with excitement.

The girls had chosen dildos that were a bit smaller than he, but compared to their petite frames and diminutive pussies, the plastic organs looked huge.

"We're stretching our hymens," Cindi confided. "'Cause we've heard it can hurt like shit when you do it. And let me tell you, it hurts like shit just pressing on them."

"Yeah," Pam agreed. "If all those stories were lying about sex being great like they were about cum tasting so good, I'm going to be pretty pissed because the getting ready is pretty scary."

"I think the human race would have died out if sex wasn't pretty great," Matt said. "Don't know how we could do a biology project on that but it's intriguing."

"You are weird," Cindi said, but she was giggling.

Both girls shut up and went to work, pushing their dildos against their pussies while making sure Matt got a great view.

"What the holy fuck?"

Oh, shit. He'd completely forgotten that the door was open and his mother and Mrs. Phuan were just down the hall. Think fast, Matt.