She likes it

Isolde's left hand glides down Nathalie's flat stomach and into her white panties. Nathalie lets out a brief, surprised moan as Isolde's fingers alight on her pussy. Her own hands, hesitantly at first, start fondling Isolde's small breasts, kneading them slowly. Isolde leans forward, rolling onto the same chair as Nathalie. The front of Nathalie's panties bulge with Isolde's rhythmically stroking fingers.

Alex watches the two girls as they press their flesh against each other, slack jawed and feeling slightly redundant.

Isolde pulls Nathalie's panties down to her knees, exposing her bare pussy. Her hand rubs it tenderly, and Nathalie slides down in her chair slightly to allow better access, eyes shut. Isolde leans down and kissed her stomach, then kisses her lower still, and finally slides to her knees in front of the rich girl and buries her face in her pussy.

"Ooooooo!" Nathalie moans, writhing, her eyes suddenly wide open and her hand resting on Isolde's uncombed hair. Alex hears a wet noise like a cat lapping at a bowl of milk as Isolde's tongue determinedly sets to work, her head bobbing slightly. Nathalie's fallen panties are tossed into the corner.

Alex hovers. Nathalie twists and dances on Isolde's tongue. She's clearly sensitive down there, he thinks. So hot.

The two girls collapse onto the floor, kissing again, Nathalie's hand now rubbing insistently at Isolde's pussy. Isolde licks her lips and beckons Alex over. She takes his cock in her hand and strokes it while he stands over them. Then she places a hand on Nathalie's dark, curly hair and gently pushes her down. Nathalie slides down Isolde's small torso onto her hands and knees. She looks up once, face reddening, and Isolde gently opens her legs. She stokes Nathalie's hair encouragingly. Slowly the rich girl leans forward, still on her hands and knees, tongue extended, and starts to lick.

Isolde's grip on Alex's cock tightens as her body tenses with pleasure. Alex hears Nathalie slurp submissively and nearly bursts with excitement.

He's glad he doesn't. Isolde reaches down and grabs Nathalie's ass cheek firmly, kneading it, and looks at him meaningfully.

He moves behind Nathalie, who is still on her hands and knees. From here he has a great view as she licks Isolde out, the Irish girl now lying back with her eyes closed and holding Nathalie's face in place. Nathalie's ass is lifted temptingly in front of him. He reaches down and grabs it, a hand placed on each cheek. Then he leans forward nervously and pushes his cock firmly against her pussy.

She's so wet! He slides straight into Nathalie's warm, tight hole. Her body tenses and she moans, still licking at Isolde's pussy. Gently he begins to fuck her, sliding his erect cock slowly in and out of her, hands resting gently on her ass.

He can barely believe it. For all his bravado, he didn't really believe he would end up banging Nathalie this weekend. And yet here he was, fucking her from behind... whilst she gives Isolde oral!

He starts to fuck her harder, with short, strong thrusts that push her entire body forward. His hands kneading her ass pull her cheeks apart and for a moment he looks down at her exposed asshole, a beautiful, brown starfish. Her most secret hole. How tight would she be there, he thinks.

He wets his thumb with his tongue and teases her asshole with it, pushing it against her sphincter and making her tense but never actually penetrating her.

He fucks her harder. Isolde is moaning and writhing. He slaps Nathalie's ass to a muffled indignant squawk. He slaps it again, harder. Isolde's hand is tightly gripping Nathslie's curly hair now, her head thrown back, nipples as hard as bullets. Nathalie's own moans are increasing in urgency.

The three of them are one writhing mass of flesh.

Isolde cums first, letting out an explosive cry and shuddering all over. Alex grips Nathalie's ass cheeks tightly and starts ramming her with all his might, quickly and powerfully. He grabs her hair and pulls her head back. She is making small, **** noises - "Nee! Nee! Neeah!" - alongside the rapid wet slapping noise as his cock pounds into her. Nathalie cums minutes after Isolde, letting out a low wail. Alex immediately pulls out and pushes her onto her back. Kneeling over her, looking into her blue eyes, he finishes himself off one-handedly and shoots his jizz all over her face, his sticky load dripping all over Nathalie's nose and mouth.

He sits back, exhausted. He can hear Isolde's deep, tired breathing. Nathalie lies on her back, breasts rising and falling.

Nathalie sits up first, slowly wiping the mess from her face with the back of her hand and then going in search of a tissue.

No-one speaks for a while.

They get dressed slowly, tiredly. Nathalie, now clean, looks a little sheepish, and Isolde looks happy.

"See you in the morning," Nathalie says finally, pulling her t-shirt over her head. Then she pauses. "Look, that was really nice. You guys are great. But I'm not... you know..." She looks at Isolde and blushes. "Well, just don't tell anyone about this. Not even Emma.... she wouldn't understand." Nathalie gives Isolde another shy glance and then slips out of the room towards her bedroom.

Isolde grins happily. "She's such a sexy bitch! And we totally fucked her."

"You like girls?" Alex whispers at Isolde. "Why didn't you say?"

Isolde pulls her blue smock over her head. "Not all girls. Some of them. Her, definitely. I just thought I'd never get the chance to try it." She flushes. "It's not my first time though. With a girl, I mean."

She takes his hand and leads him through to their own bedroom. "I was going to ask you to sleep on the floor, but it seems a bit pointless now," she says. "You can get in the bed. But keep your boxers on, and no touching!"

"Deal!" says Alex immediately.

What a day!

Tomorrow can't get better than this, he thinks.