Yes, and it's awkward

The three of us: Rachel, in her tuxedo, Talia, flushed, wobbly, and baring her breasts, and me, baring everything including a massive boner, walked to the door.

Rachel opened it wide. At once we three realized that this particular evening, our local pizza establishment had sent one of the very few women working in the pizza delivery field. The slim, slightly greasy delivery girl looked slightly older than us, maybe a member of last year's graduating class. I stood stunned, but my hands instinctively covered my crotch. Talia made no effort to cover herself.

"OK, so the total is $19.67." She looked up and noticed us for the first time. Her faced mixed confusion and exhaustion.

Rachel cheerfully handed the cash over. "Keep the change."

She answered, "This job isn't worth it," handed Rachel the pizza, turned, and left.

Once the door slammed shut I collapsed on the floor in a pathetic heap and covered my face. The girls howled with laughter. Just as suddenly as it had started the laughing stopped. I looked up, and they were making out! I immediately thought back to the drive to the cabin, and how brave they had been while we were there. How often had they gone to the hot tub and put on a show for whoever happened to see? A vision of Talia splayed on her bed, furiously attacking her crotch....

It clicked. They're exhibitionists! I tucked the realization away for further exploitation.

Talia broke the kiss and cooed to her lover, "Has Ian earned his reward?"

The tuxedoed lesbian looked down on me with something like pity in her eyes. "I guess."

Talia squealed. "OK, get seated on the couch. If I'm not mistaken, this will be the first time I've ever sucked your cock."

At her words, my embarrassed penis sprang back to life. I scrambled up onto the couch and laid back in anticipation. Before my no doubt bulging eyes, the two women resumed their passionate kissing, and Talia began stripping Rachel. First, the suit coat, then she removed the suspenders, unbuttoned her pants as Rachel's hips swayed encouragingly. The tie went next, then the vest, and Talia started working her shirt studs. By now, Rachel had managed to unhook Talia's skirt and it fell to the ground. One hand found her lover's breast, the other moved to her sex. I lazily started stroking my cock, not wanting to spoil what my friend had promised.

Talia's work left Rachel exposed in her thin undershirt and panties. She stepped out of her pants, and bent to gather up all the garments from the floor. Talia pulled her own forgotten top over her head, dropped it, and the two girls quickly hung Rachel's outfit back up.

The lesbian then dropped onto the couch next to me, my hairy thigh touching her smooth. "How do you dudes stand to have so much hair? Isn't it itchy?"

I made a show of spreading my legs a little further. She didn't budge.

Talia knelt on the carpet in front of me. Her left hand went to my leg. With her right, she gently took hold of my member. Her cool, soft fingers felt amazing. She looked up at me with those luminous, smokey eyes that had put her forever on a pedestal in my mind. Her lips, moist, pink, full, slightly parted, how often they had been the object of my fantasies.

"Talia, you are the most extraordinary woman I have ever met."

She lowered her lips, and took the head of my cock into her mouth. Slowly, painfully slowly, she explored me with the tip of her tongue. Her hand left my thigh and brushed against my testicles, before retreating back onto Talia's own hip, her thigh, while she started to bob up and down on my shaft. Her eyes flashed up and locked with mine. Her tongue gradually picking up speed, flicking over every inch of me, urging me on. By now, her right hand was working my pole as hard as her lips, and her left had found her swollen pussy.

I heard a moan next to me. Rachel had her eyes locked on Talia, her hands occupied beneath her waistband. Sloppy, sexual sounds filled the room.

Gently, I ran my hair through Talia's thick, black hair, careful not to **** her head. I extended my right arm and tentatively brought it onto Rachel's slender, bare shoulder. The taught muscles testified that she was savaging her pussy. Her lack of resistance emboldened me and a slipped my arm behind her back and took hold of her breast. I expected her to stop me. Instead, she stopped masturbating to lean forward and pull her shirt over her head. Once her firm a-cups were free, I went back to massaging, and she went back to her pussy with both hands. I gave her nipple a hard pinch, bent over and bit her earlobe.

That did it. She seized up as her orgasm washed over her body. Talia momentarily popped my dick out of her mouth to observe her petite lover's finish. When Rachel opened her eyes again, Talia spit on my cock and gave it a few hard strokes. When she took it back into her mouth, and I felt her hot tongue on me again, I knew it was all over.

I doubled over, grabbed her tit, and said, "I'm gonna-- OH!"

The first shot went right down her throat. But then she released, and rubbed my tip on her luscious lips. When I looked up, her chin was coated in cum. She even had a little dollop on her nose.

Rachel spoke first: "How's that spooge taste?" Talia made a show of scooping it into her mouth, leaving a wet streak where the cum had been.

Her mouth full, "why don't you try some?"

"Blech. I'd rather die."

Talia swallowed, rose up, and gave Rachel a wet kiss. Rachel was stunned, but only for a moment.

"Ew! Well, that's one thing I never have to try again. Not as bad as I thought."

We started reaching for our clothes. The scene was perfect. Talia and Rachel, dressing, exchanging quips. They really were a great couple.

"Rachel, I love you."

"I love you too, Talia."