Max takes the lead

Introductions aside, Vincent hadn’t said much on the short walk over to Max’s apartment; instead content to listen as the two girls had walked just ahead of him, their arms interlocked, each taking turns to explain the wager and his role in it. His mind had wandered several times though, partly in amazement to what he was hearing, and partly in fear that he was walking into a robbery or worse.

“So you’re a lesbian?” He asked Cindy.

“Oh look, he does talk,” laughed Cindy.

“And you want me to bang you and Max here and you’re gonna, like, bang each other?”

“Your words, not mine,” said Cindy, making a disgusted face.

“Look, I’m still worried I might wake up in a bathtub full of ice, missing a kidney,” said Vincent.

“The night is young,” said Cindy and received an elbow from Max in the ribs.

“Point is, if it means a chance to spend the night with you two beautiful ladies, I’m in,” said Vincent as he flashed his perfect smile. “My question is, it’s a bet, right? So what happens in the event that you both win?”

“It’s a wash, I guess,” Max replied.

“Guess again, Boo,” Cindy interjected, “Original Cindy was promised a servant, and she plans to collect!”

“And what do I win?” Vincent asked optimistically.

“You already have,” Max concluded, closing the distance between them. She planted a short but intense kiss on his lips and grabbed the bulge of his cock in his jeans. “But we’re certainly not ladies.”

“Oh, no,” laughed Cindy, opening the door to Max’s building. “We are the naughtiest bitches you've ever met!”

They climbed the stairs and made their way up to Max’s improvised apartment. She let Vincent keep his arm around her waist, let him feel in charge of things since guys generally enjoyed that sort of thing. When they reached Max’s room, Max began to kiss Vincent again, this time playful and lingering, pulling him towards the bed. Cindy moved behind Max and began to stroke Max’s shapely hips and firm ass in her tight leathers.

Cindy breathed in Max’s scent and pressed her lips to Max’s neck. Max moaned against Vincent’s lips and finally broke the kiss with him. She turned to Cindy, her honey brown eyes glittering with mischief. Cindy tried to lean in and kiss her, but Max stopped her short.

“No,” said Max. “Not yet. You have to kiss him first.”

Cindy closed her eyes as if she could pretend away Vincent’s masculinity. Max chuckled and watched her friend pout her lips and lean tentatively closer to the man. Vincent, sensing his opportunity, swung a muscular arm around Cindy and pulled her into a sudden, passionate kiss. Max knew from her short time kissing him that he was good at it too. She watched Cindy tense and then seem to relax. Their kiss grew more intense and Max caressed her friend’s back with one hand and slid her other hand down into Vincent’s jeans.

“Mmmmmmm,” he murmured against Cindy’s lips as Max grasped the stiffening shaft of his thick cock and began to stroke him inside his underwear. He broke the kiss and Cindy took a step back, opening her eyes to look at the handsome man before her.

“That wasn’t so bad,” said Cindy.

“Neither is this,” declared Max, unbuttoning his jeans and freeing Vincent’s cock. It was a good eight inches and thick, with a fat head that was already dark red with his arousal. Max caught Cindy staring at Vincent’s cock and she added, “I like my grapes peeled and frozen, by the way.”

Max stepped against him and pressed his cock upwards, stroking it against his toned belly as his hands slid from Max’s biceps down to her hips. He gave her incredibly firm ass a squeeze as she kissed him. She pumped her hand on his cock and played her tongue in the hot cove of his mouth, aggressive and dominant, but not undermining his masculinity. He squeezed her ass more roughly and fenced his tongue into her mouth in reply.

Max stepped back, releasing his cock with a final tantalizing trail of her index finger over the ridge of his cockhead, and to the slit in the tip where she felt the slightest oily drop of his precum. “Get the rest of your clothes off and get on the bed,” she said. “Cindy and I will join you in a minute.”

Max and Cindy were both hot and bothered, but as they exchanged a look at each other awkwardness took hold. Cindy had long pursued Max’s affections in a playful way that never seemed destined to go anywhere. Max had never really thought about lesbian sex much at all and yet there they were, eyeing one another and **** to consider what would happen next. And then there was Vincent, pulling off his shirt and stripping off his pants and underwear; a well conditioned man with a nice big cock, waiting for the two beautiful young women to share their affection with him.

Cindy leaned in to kiss Max on the lips, her eyes still partly open.

“This is weird,” laughed Max, jerking away slightly.

“Yeah,” agreed Cindy. “But I’m not passing up this opportunity.”

She followed Max’s lips and caught them in a kiss. Max’s lips were pinched tight against the sensual attack. In Max’s mind it felt oddly like kissing a family member or maybe a nun. No, she had never really known those two things. It was like walking up to and kissing a cop.

But this wasn’t Cindy’s first kiss with a girl who was 'one-hundred-and-ten-percent certain' she was straight. Cindy pressed her pert curves against Max, and reached around her to squeeze her ass. Not groping like Vincent, but in a pinching, slightly painful way that caused Max to cry out in surprise. Cindy took full advantage of Max’s parted lips and deepened the kiss. The pinch became a caress and her tongue met Max’s.

Max, caught by surprise, was unable to deny the sudden, sweet, slippery heat of Cindy’s tongue. Cindy’s lips were so much softer than Vincent’s and her tongue was agile and eager, teasing rather than trying to win a wrestling match. Max moaned with pleasure, savoring the kiss as it grew increasingly heated.

Without breaking the point of sensual contact, Cindy began to undress Max by peeling down her leathers and freeing her cheeks threaded with the thong of her underwear. They were round and firm and creamy golden. Vincent groaned from the bed, stroking his cock in a holding pattern as he admired the girls kissing and slowly revealing their bodies.

Max retaliated by unbuttoning Cindy’s top and exposing her small, pert breasts and chocolate brown nipples. Max’s breasts were the slightest bit fuller than Cindy’s and just as pert, as Cindy freed them from Max’s top. Soon, both women were down to their panties, their breasts meshed softly together and their moans of lust growing louder. Cindy stripped off Max’s thong, revealing the mound of her slick, hairless pussy. Max slid off Cindy’s panties and revealed Cindy’s slightly bigger, softer ass and the trimmed triangle of dark pubic hair above her pussy.

It was Max who finally broke the kiss so prolonged and intense that her lips had begun to feel a little chapped. She looked her friend in the eyes and murmured, “I think it’s time for Vincent to get some attention.”

“I had forgotten he even existed,” said Cindy, truthfully. Cindy had a crush on Max from the moment they met, but that kiss had her falling harder than ever for the beautiful courier.

“You can watch and learn how to handle a man,” said Max, turning her attention to Vincent who was waiting patiently on the bed.

Vincent grinned as Max crawled towards him, catlike, revealing her incredible physique. Her beauty was obvious, but the way she moved, the way she prowled, was almost otherworldly. She locked eyes with him, crawling over his legs and between them, stroking his muscular thighs and gathering the weight of his heavy balls in one hand as her other hand wrapped around his shaft.

Cindy watched the way Max moved as well, she had admired her casual athleticism since meeting her, but seeing her move completely naked was different. Cindy watched Max’s long legs and toned thighs, the way her firm ass parted with each forward movement, revealing the dusky, delicate divot of her anus and the slick flower of her hairless cunt. Cindy felt a powerful need in her pussy; aching and demanding an attention she couldn't deny. As Max began to lick the large crown of Vincent’s cock, Cindy began to rub her fingers against her clit.

Max knew Cindy was watching, she could sense the prickling of her attention on the back of her neck and her pussy throbbed with the thrill of exhibitionism. She knelt with her ass still raised, so Cindy could see everything, and began to lick and stroke Vincent’s thick cock. She looked up at him, blinking through heavy lashes, and took his tip into her mouth.

“Ohhhhhh god,” moaned Vincent as the heat and suction of Max’s mouth closed over his straining crown. Watching the two girl kiss and undress had almost made him unload all by himself. The treatment she was giving his cock with her sucking mouth and swirling tongue was almost too much. It took every fiber of his willpower to resist the urge to cum.

Max was relentless, bobbing and slurping on Vincent’s cock as if she were hungry for his cum. As Max sucked, she rested an arm on his thigh and massaged his balls with one hand, and stroked his spit-slicked shaft with the other. She remained with her back arched, offering the sight of her pussy and ass to Cindy.

That sight was too much for Cindy to resist. She climbed onto the bed behind Max, stroking Max’s ass with one hand as she began to fuck herself with her fingers.

“Mmmmmm,” moaned Max around Vincent’s cock as she felt her friend’s caress. She popped her lips free of Vincent, though remembered to keep stroking him as she looked over her shoulder. “What are you up to back there?”

“Oh, I just thought I should join the fun,” said Cindy.

“That’s right, you should,” said Max. “Get up here and find out what his cock tastes like.”

“Oh god,” murmured Vincent with a disbelieving grin.

“I was going to give you a taste of what it feels like to have my tongue on your clit,” said Cindy, running her hand from Max’s firm ass down to the slick groove of her pussy. Cindy’s fingers traced Max’s folds and teased over her clit.

“Mmmm,” Max resisted the urge to overreact to the pleasure Cindy’s touch stirred inside her. “Maybe later, right now you have a cock to suck.”

Cindy grimaced, but obeyed Max’s command and climbed onto the bed beside her friend. They pressed shoulder to shoulder and Cindy looked up at Vincent and then at his large cock as Max stroked up and down its length. It seemed so much bigger up close.

“You’re the first guy she’s ever done this with,” Max reminded him.

“And the last,” Cindy insisted.

“What, this does nothing for you?” Max asked, stroking his cock admiringly.

“I don’t see the appeal,” Cindy answered, before addressing its owner, “No offence.”

“None taken,” he replied, too amused by the situation to do anything other than grin like an idiot.

“At some point,” said Max, gently directing the head of his cock toward Cindy’s face, “you do have to put your mouth on it.”

At Max’s urging, Cindy reluctantly bent her head down to Vincent’s cock and stuck out her tongue. Max laughed and stroked his cock, rubbing his fat tip against Cindy’s lips and tongue.

“Ew, it tastes salty,” said Cindy.

“Just a little bit,” said Max. “That’s his precum. It means he’s turned on.”

“You have no idea how turned on,” laughed Vincent.

“Oh, we have a pretty good idea,” said Max, stroking up and down his cock again and watching a trickle of precum ooze out. She gently placed a hand on the back of Cindy’s head and guided her to suck him. “That’s it, run your tongue around it and taste it. Suck... like a popsicle. Yeah, that’s it. Now move your head a little bit... up and down, slowly, real slow. Don’t worry, I won’t push you too far down.”

“Mmmmmhmmm,” said Cindy. Maybe it was Max’s steady guidance or just Max’s naked body, but after a few more bobs of her head, Cindy found herself enjoying the intimate act.

Vincent, enraptured but eager for more of Max’s expertise, intervened, “Your turn, Max.”

Max let Cindy’s head up and Cindy gasped for air melodramatically. Max was quick to take her place, slurping wetly and bobbing deep down onto his cock until she could feel him prodding the back of her throat. She moved her lips up and down, sucking and licking him the whole way as Cindy watched and admired her technique.

Vincent was once again on the verge of cumming when Max pulled her lips free and fed his cock back to Cindy. He watched the beautiful African American girl pleasuring him awkwardly. She was hot and she was doing her best, but her technique was no comparison to Max’s and he found himself waiting for Max to take another turn.

Cindy slid her lips off his cock again, even remembering to stroke his shaft a bit as she caught her breath. He smelled different than a woman and he definitely tasted different, but she found herself enjoying it enough to look up at him and seductively lick the head of his dick.

“Now you’re getting it,” said Max. “Are you ready for the hard part?”

“What’s that?” Cindy asked.

“It’s where you put those in your mouth,” said Max, gesturing to his balls. “While I suck his cock.”

“You put those... in your mouth?” Cindy could hardly believe it.

“Sure, very gently, one at a time if you’re nervous about it,” said Max. “Trust me, this guy's clean. You took a shower, right?”

“Yeah, I took a bath before coming out,” said Vincent.

“Oh, look at Mister Moneybags here, taking baths,” laughed Max. “He definitely deserves to get his balls sucked. Go on, give it a try.”

Max guided Cindy’s head lower and she reluctantly ran her tongue around his balls. They shifted in their sack and she almost pulled away.

“Suck,” encouraged Max.

Cindy caught one of Vincent’s balls in her lips and gently sucked it into her mouth. Max stroked his cock, leaned over him and took his tip into hers.

The expert suction of Max’s mouth on his cock and the awkward pleasure of Cindy licking and sucking his balls were quickly driving Vincent to the edge. He gazed down into Max’s honey-brown eyes, his pleasure building, his body tensing.

“Oh fuck,” groaned Vincent. “You’re going to make me cum.”

“MMmmmmm?” Max asked around his cock as she bobbed her mouth.

“I’m gonna cum!” cried Vincent, pulling his cock out of Max’s mouth and stroking his wet shaft. The first burst of his load sailed over Max’s head and splashed on her lower back just above her buttocks. Cindy felt the twitch of his release beneath her tongue but she continued to lick and suck. Max, eager for his cum, capped his spurting cock with her mouth, and sucked hard as he stroked himself into her warm aperture.

“AAAAAAHHHH holy shit,” he cried, firing thick gushes of cum into Max’s mouth. “Ohhhhh yes. Ohhhhhh fuck, yes!”

He finally relaxed back onto the pillow and his cock popped free of Max’s mouth. Cindy lifted her mouth from Vincent’s balls and looked up at her friend questioningly. Max was holding a cupped hand against her chin and smiling with closed lips.

“Iaaa hiiiiggg oaaa,” said Max, revealing her cum-filled mouth. She beckoned to Cindy.

“Oh, hell no!” Cindy shook her head with revulsion.

Max pouted her lips and pretended to look sad. She beckoned Cindy closer.

Cindy sighed and muttered, “Goddamn, girl, you know I can’t refuse you.”

They kissed and Max caressed the back of Cindy’s head. Cindy was disgusted by the salty taste of Max’s lips, slathered in Vincent’s cum, but that was nothing compared to what followed. Max leaned Cindy’s head back and thrust her tongue into Cindy’s mouth. Along with Max’s tongue came a deluge of thick, salty, slippery cum. It coated Cindy’s tongue and filled her mouth with the revolting flavor of maleness.

“Mmmmmm!” Cindy protested against the kiss.

Max did not relent, and fed the entire load of cum into Cindy’s mouth. Her tongue swirled for several seconds, calming Cindy’s anger, before Max withdrew the kiss. She saw a trickle of cum running down Cindy's chin as she pulled back, and dipped in again to lick the salty strand away.

It was Cindy’s turn to repay the favor. She decided she couldn't abide a mouthful of cum, so she grabbed Max’s head and lunged forward into another kiss. She thrust her tongue into Max’s mouth and pushed the cum with it. Before Cindy could pull away, Max began pushing some of the load back into Cindy’s mouth. They swapped Vincent’s cum back and forth, warring over it and trading it until they were both moaning and kissing enthusiastically.

They finally broke the kiss, the load divided evenly between them. Max looked at Vincent and swallowed her half with relish. Cindy, unwilling to be upstaged, gulped down the thick cum with markedly less enthusiasm. Once her mouth was clear of Vincent’s semen, she made her distaste known; “The things I do for you, Max.”

Such was the spectacle before him that Vincent’s erection had barely waned. In fact, it twitched in his lap, drawing the attention of both women.

“Well, he’s ready for more,” said Max. “Are you?”

“There’s more?” Cindy asked, looking oddly uneasy.

“Right, she’s never done this before,” said Max, glancing at Vincent. “Alright, I’ll go first. You watch, and join in when you're ready.”

Vincent could do little more than spectate as he was straddled in a reverse-cowgirl position by the athletic beauty. His initial disappointment at being denied a head-on view, quickly alleviated by the sensation of her impossibly tight pussy sliding down his cock. It felt incredible, like being gripped in a fist of silk, and as Max rode her exquisite pussy down to his hilt, he bolted upright to express his amazement, “What the fuck?!”

“Ohhhh, that's a nice cock,” she laughed. “Try not to cum before me.”

She began to ride atop him, her body moving with such effortless ease that Vincent briefly experienced the feeling of being prey at the mercy of a predator. She bounced her golden ass atop him, her lips gripping him on each upward stroke and swallowing him in the burning heat of her pussy as she slid back down. Cindy watched intently as she knelt beside them, her fingers drifting to her pussy as she watched the raw, animal athleticism of the way Max rode atop Vincent’s cock.

“Ready to try?” Max gasped, sliding suddenly off of his cock, her pussy so tight that it made a soft wet sound as his dick popped free.

“I don’t know...” said Cindy.

“Come on, we’ll go slow," Max assured her, "I’ll help."

Max positioned Cindy facing him and had her straddle his hips. She gripped the root of Vincent's cock and guided it into Cindy’s virgin pussy. Cindy was soaking wet and had handled her fair share of toys before, but his big cock was still something of a surprise. It filled her in ways she had never imagined.

Max clambered onto Vincent again, straddling his chest so that she could kiss and caress Cindy. Cindy rode atop his cock, moaning with pleasure as the shock receded.

“That’s it,” gasped Max.

“Ohhhhh, it’s so good,” moaned Cindy. Max could not resist kissing her, their mouths melting together as Cindy rode atop Vincent’s cock with increasing enthusiasm.

Vincent, mesmerized by the sight of Max’s ass grinding atop his chest, couldn't resist grabbing and playing with the golden globes. He even dared to wet a thumb and massage it against the delicate clench of her asshole.

“Naughty boy,” laughed Max. “I think I need to be fucked for real.”