Start the Threesome with Phoebe and Rachel

Rachel’s hand grabs mine and pulls me into the room. She says, “I don’t care if he’s ready. I’m tired of waiting.”

I’m led by the toned beauty, her pale freckled skin contrasting sharply with her black lingerie. I can’t believe this is happening. A night with Rachel and her long smooth legs wrapped around me would be enough. I can’t take my eyes off her perfect body as I shuffle my feet behind her. I graze my palm against the lace of her underwear, then give her ass a light smack.

In response, Rachel turns quickly to face me, and grabs my shoulders. Before I realize what’s she’s doing, she pushes me and I fall back onto bed. I don’t mind this view: looking up at Rachel as she reaches her arms above her head to tie her reddish blonde hair up. Her big milky tits practically spill out of her bra, her nipples hidden by the layers of lace.

Phoebe says, “Damn Rachel! You look so good in that set.”

“Thanks. It’s a new one,” Rachel says smiling. “I feel like my boobs are about to fall out though.” She reaches up and cups her tits, which squeezes them together. Holy fuck that’s so sexy. She sees my eyes widen, and smiles. She knows exactly what she’s doing. She drops her breasts, and runs her hands down her ribs over her toned abdomen. She asks, “Do you think I look good, Chandler?”

“You look incredible,” I say. The sight of her already has my dick growing down my pant leg. I want to adjust it, but I keep my hands to my side.

Phoebe gets out from under the covers. She makes it obvious that she is checking out Rachel as well. She asks, “Are you sure you don’t want me to touch you? I think you’d like all the naughty things my tongue would do to you.”

Rachel’s cheeks flush with embarrassment from the attention. “That is flattering. But I don’t know.” She bites her lip, trying to decide if she wants to feel Phoebe’s tongue on her body.