Make them want to sit on your lap.

Putting the idea in their heads that they needed a place to rest, I watch as they stop midstep and look at each other.

"Tess," Brandy breathes, hand on her chest, "I'm just a bit winded... do ya think we could stop to rest somewhere really quick?"

Tess seems to more than agree, her self visibly growing tired as well. With a nod, she says, "You and me both. Let's see..." The two girls look around, but all they see is plenty of sidewalk and two lawn chairs that a nearby neighbor left out in front of their house for some reason. Nothing they could actually put their soft, cute butts on.

"Dang, there's nowhere comfortable to sit at," snaps Brandy as she placed her chin between two fingers cutely.

"Yeah," Tessa agrees somberly. Their eyes continue scanning the premises when suddenly their lines of sight veer towards me.

That's when they both spot me just a couple feet away and their eyes widen. They look at each other, then back at me, then each other. They book it towards my direction and once they make it, a duel of butts unfold right before my face as they push their hips against each other, aiming for, well, for my lap.

"He's mine!"

"No, I got 'im first!"

"What? It was me who did the 'gasp' first, when I saw him!"

"Not true, Tess!"

"Brandy!"

Their butts bump into my nose, then slide down my chest and stomach until finally, they make it to my groin with a plop. I catch my breath as they wriggle their bottoms against me, trying to fit themselves and only their selves against my person. My dick grows hard instantly at the sensation, and the sight of these two cute girls before me, fighting for a space on top of my thighs, and I quickly make it so they could only sit on top of my groin as their butts once again slide up to my rigid genital.

"Teeess," whines Brandy. Finally the girl uses her hands to push the other one off, and finally succeeds when Tess lands onto the pavement. The black-haired girl winces, rubbing her butt.

"Hey, Brandy, not fair!" she cries up at her friend. Meanwhile, Brandy is happily hopping on my pants-covered dick without a care in the world, humming melodically as she moves her body side to side, obviously her clear way of gloating in front of her fine friend. If she knew just exactly what kind of an effect this was having on my pleasure centers, though, she was hiding it well. Meanwhile, I quietly gyrate against her from below.

"What do you mean, Tess? I got his lap first, so it's mine!"

"Come on Brandy," Tess stands up, looking around in partial frustration. "My legs are killing me!"

Brandy pouts, and I would chuckle if her butt didn't feel so good on me and made such a distraction. With a thought she presses down harder against my penis, while still bopping innocently on top of it. My hard fishing rod is already snaking through her butt crack. "Finders keepers, Tess. You know the rules!"

Tess rolls her eyes. With folded arms, she says, "Brandy, you can act like such a child sometimes."

"Hey we're both the same age," Brandy protests, "in fact, I think I'm about a month older than you!"

As they argue, none of them even having introduced themselves to me yet, Brandy continues to carelessly wiggle herself on my lap, and I grunt in assent, loving how they didn't seem to be able to grasp the thought of sitting anywhere they wanted besides on top of me, and not even caring that that meant intruding on my space and essentially theirs as well. It's a feeling both comical and arousing.