A Look into Ladies Minds, Part 2

Becks felt a little kiss on the side of her chest, Tasha's lips warm against her skin. Was it intentional, or something done in her sleep?

She'd let her hand travel a little as they 'slept' in the dark, though she wasn't sure if the blonde was asleep or not. Becks' was familiar with Sabrina's sleep patterns now, how her breathing changed and such. The fact that she knew that Sabrina was asleep was a bit of a weird realisation at first - she'd fucked and slept with another woman so much that she had that inherent knowledge. She could have said the same thing for Gemma or John, too.

Tasha was a different matter.

The blonde snuggled up next to her, her perfect bare breasts wedged against Becks' side in a soft squish, was new. They'd met before, at the party, but within the last week they'd fucked twice, and were falling asleep in the same bed twice. Sure, the first time had two extra bodies involved (and important ones), but before that summer Becks' wouldn't have ever thought she'd get so comfortable so quickly sharing a bed in both senses with a woman she barely knew.

Threesomes were supposed to be a rare gift for a boyfriend who had earned them. That's how she'd always thought of them.

Now she regularly participated in foursomes. And even a fivesome.

And she wanted more.

Not more people. Five had definitely been enough to max out her ability to keep track of what was going on. She could only imagine how John had felt. No, she wanted more of the not-relationship she was in.

She'd admitted it to John the night before, that glorious night one-on-one with him that Gemma and Sabrina had gifted her.

John was a gentleman. Sure, he wasn't her usual type, but that was probably a good thing. Her usual type generally turned out to be bad news for one reason or another, because her pussy liked bad boys. John was definitely not that... except that he was fucking two (no, even more) other women like a player. Somehow sweet, occasionally awkward, John had turned himself into a bad boy pornstar without the drawbacks.

Becks' didn't intend to let this thing die on the vine at the end of summer. She didn't intend to go back to how things had been. John had set a new standard in her dating life - for how a man treated a woman, the ambition he should show, and how sex should be. In the unlikely chance that she found another guy like him, Becks would be hard-pressed to not be vigilant for a mask slipping. With John, she knew there wasn't a mask at all.

She would go visit him and Sabrina. Not just for sex, but just to be around them. She felt like she was a planet in orbit around the sun of their relationship, tied to them by gravity. The sex was fucking amazing, but just hanging out with them, feeling the warmth of being their friend...

So then, the question was, what about this Tasha thing?

John had confirmed it, though she hadn't necessarily needed it. Gemma and Sabrina wanted her to date the blonde.

She'd started testing the waters. Over dinner, at the mall. Sabrina had turned things sexual, and that had helped a little, but the more important stuff wasn't the sex - they'd fucked already and knew they were going to fuck again. The important stuff was personality, and if they could even be friends without Sabrina or Gemma or John.

Becks thought it was possible. Friends, definitely. Dating?

Possible.

She'd been thinking about that when she'd slid her hand down Tasha's side. Thinking about the feel of a woman snuggled up against her rather than her snuggling up against a man. She'd been testing the feel of it.

It wasn't bad at all.

Then that little kiss.

She wondered if she should slide her hand lower, grab a feel of Tasha's butt. Did she want to? Would Tasha be OK with it?

Was that a silly question, considering all they'd already done and the fact that they were naked in bed together?

Sabrina woke up, sometime in the middle of the night, and slipped out of bed and quietly padded around her room and into the washroom before closing the door and turning on the light. She was groggy and took care of her business without much thought, but by the time she was flushing and quickly washing her hands, she'd woken up enough to be a thinking person.

Shutting off the light, she quietly walked back into her room and hesitated, looking at the two sleeping women in her bed.

Yesterday was fun. She'd never been on a date with a woman other than Gemma before, and it had pretty much been a three-woman date. Movie, dinner, some shopping, sex? Pretty much there.

It would have been better if Gemma had been there too, obviously. But then again, there might have been more pairing off, which would have detracted from the groupness of it - though, if there was a chance for a next time, pairing off could mean Tasha and Becks getting more time together as a pair...

Except there wasn't time. Gemma was leaving, and soon.

Sabrina climbed back into bed, making an issue of herself briefly as she decided to wriggle in between the two other women. They allowed it, not really waking up, and she ended up nicely squished between the two, feeling their warmth on either side as she sighed. Becks and Tasha might not have been Gemma and John, the two people she really wanted to be cuddled by, but they were a good substitute.

God, I hope they pick up the signals, Sabrina thought. They would be good together. Not just because they were both hot, either. Tasha had a silly side that would be good for Becks, and Becks had a stability that would be good for Tasha. Their personalities would work together.

And they'd both be open to the other fucking her and John. It would mean they would have their own person without losing the connection.

Sabrina knew it was a little selfish. Wanting to have women like Tasha and Becks as best-friend-fuckbuddies but denying them an actual relationship with John. But for all that John had an immense amount of heart, she and Gemma couldn't risk an overload happening - loss of time, loss of connection. It was going to be hard enough maintaining that with Gemma halfway across the world.

I've got two more weeks to convince them, Sabrina sighed to herself. Then she smirked and bit the inside of her lip as her hands wandered, following the curves of their bodies and letting her fingers start teasing over their pubic mounds. If she were with John and Gemma, she would have slipped under the covers and started blowing John to get him hard. Maybe she could get a late-night masturbation session going with the two hotties she was with.

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