SSS 2 - Reassure

Just like you went easy on Lindsay, you choose to go easy on Sal.

The bed squeaks as you gently push her onto it, and Lindsay is right beside you, so you have her attention as well. You aren’t shy about stretching your nude body on top of Sal’s. You’d like to tease her by reminding her where your mouth was, but you know that’s not what she’s thinking about at a time like this.

Making out naked in bed is something that you and Sal have done before. You’ve never done it right beside Sal’s best friend, although Sal can get worked up so easily that by now she’s probably forgotten that detail. Her hands are all over you and you get to feel her nails. There might have been some mixed emotions about what you did with Lindsay, but it’s clear that it really lit Sal’s fire. She spreads her legs as though she’s forgotten that you’re not a guy. Or maybe she wants you to take care of her. You’re nice, but not that nice.

You’re having mercy on Sal, but that doesn’t mean you can’t help her gain a little culture. You break the kiss, finding her looking red-faced and so nakedly lusty that you almost give in. You’ve never seen her look so ****.

She responds to your prompting as you reposition and she sits up.

“Oh,” she gasps as you entwine your legs with her and get cozy. Very cozy. You’ve learned that trying to scissor like you’ve seen in hentai doesn’t feel very good. But a softer grind in this position, up close and personal is another story. You’ve never done this with Sal before, and you can feel her hesitance as you pull her close and nip at her neck.

She impatiently pulls you into a hungry kiss, which you return enthusiastically. The way that her arms grip you is almost uncomfortable, but the steady pressure where your most sensitive parts are pressed together more than makes up for it. You don’t have to grind or thrust; a gentle rocking is enough to press on the right places. It feels like your lower half is filling with warm lightning, and Sal shudders against you. She’s feeling it too. She’s so turned on that her sensitivity is at an eleven. You can get her off like this.

Your breathing’s getting a little heavy too. It’s not like Sal’s the only one enjoying this.

“You’re so sexy,” you whisper in her ear, then you push your tongue into her mouth and let her back have a taste of your nails. She makes a noise like a growl and moves her hips desperately.

Beside you both, Lindsay has turned on her side. Her legs are spread wide and her eyes are locked on the scene in front of her. Her right hand works vigorously, two fingers rubbing a swift circle around the hood of her clit.

She sees that you’ve noticed her and twitches, rolling onto her belly and craning her neck to watch. She’s trying to use her body to hide what she’s doing, but frankly, this is an even sexier view.

Sal finishes with a pitiful whimper. For several moments she jerkily tries to hold onto you before falling back on the bed and feverishly masturbating to carry her body through the orgasm. She finally groans and relaxes.

“Shit,” Lindsay says, her rear end moving from side to side slightly as she keeps going. “Don’t mind me,” she says shrilly to Sal, who turns to look at her.

Of course, you and Sal both watch. Lindsay just turns redder, then puts her head down and bites the covers. Her body trembles. You wonder if Sal enjoys that view as much as you do.

Sal and Linsday both came hard. You do the nice thing and take the middle slot, snuggling between them so they don’t have to touch each other. They go along with your frat boy approach of putting your arms around them both like you’re a rapper and they’re a pair of hookers that you paid to get in a hot tub with you. Sal gets close and personal readily enough; Lindsay is a little more hesitant, but willing.

You haven’t gotten off yet, and it takes a little cajoling from you and a little of Sal calling her a pussy to convince Lindsay to touch you. She’s nervous at first, but her fingers you. You hold eye contact with her as she strokes your pussy, giving her plenty of compliments and encouragement.

“Right there,” you tell her as she touches you deep inside with two fingers. “Right there. Faster.” There are easier ways to get you off than a fingerbang, but this will give Lindsay a nice memory. Sal too. You spread your legs wide and make no effort to hide your ragged panting.

“Kiss me,” you order Lindsay. She hesitates, then comes in to do it.

Tasting her lips, you cum around her fingers. As your body tenses, you feel Sal’s do the same. She’s still a little jealous. Good. You switch over and kiss her.

Finally getting off lets all of the tension out of your body. It also lets your exhaustion catch up. It’s late and it’s been a full day. You are so ready to sink into a deep sleep with these two. Tomorrow the storm will be over. Maybe rested, you’ll be able to make sense of whatever happened tonight. You haven’t forgotten that the real culprit is still out there: whoever was pulling Lindsay’s strings.

Go check on your girls in the other room?

Or go to sleep?