leave, for now

"I'm really sorry Gina for interrupting." I say to her regretfully. "I feel like joining in but I have not made any arrangements with my girlfriend since this might drag way into the night. I also am not yet sure whether I'd prefer being a sub or a dom. And I really do not know much about this setup. I need to learn more. So, for the moment, I guess I'll have to leave."

"Bye, John, and thanks." Sandy says.

"I'm happy you understand," Gina says. "You can always come to me if you want to learn more."

Before heading for the exit, I ask Gina, "I'd like to know whether I have been accepted for the job or not?"

"Haven't you heard what Sandy said? You passed with flying colors."

"So I'm now your employee. When do I start work?"

"Anytime. You're paid on a per order basis."

"Okay... Can I now get a kiss from you, since I'm already your employee?"

"Oh, so that's what you're waiting for?" She laughs as she gives me a kiss on the lips. I attempt to prolong it but she disengages immediately, frowning at me.

I wave at them before finally heading down the staircase. Realizing that I needed a ride home, I rush back up the stairs. "Excuse me, Gina," I say as I hear the sound of a wooden paddle hitting against flesh. I can hear the voice of Sandy counting after each strike.

"What is it John?" Gina asks, her face showing slight irritation.

"Can I bring one of the bikes home? I realize that it's too far to walk."

"We'll need some paperwork for that, John. Maybe tomorrow, you can have it."

"Take mine," I hear Sandy say. "The key's in my mini."

Gina hands me Sandy's mini. I search the pockets for the key and hand it back after retrieving a bunch of keys from the front left pocket. "Thanks Sandy and Gina!" I say before heading down the staircase again.

I finally arrive at Doe's apartment and park beside her car.

As I enter the door, I feel a pillow hit my face. "You bastard! Linda told me everything. After fucking your supervisor, you dare to show your face here!"

"Please let me explain Doe. I didn't know how to react to the situation. I'm really sorry it happened that way. I was new to the ..."

"Stop justifying your actions," Doe says, as she shoves my trolley bag in my direction. I didn't know that she had already packed my stuff. "Out of my apartment! Find yourself your own place!"

I realize the futility of staying, so I pick up my bag and head outside. After securely fastening my bag onto Sandy's bike, I start the motorbike and head out.

The door of the apartment bursts open as Doe emerges. "Where are you going, John? Please come back!"

I realize that she once told me she fantasized about driving a bike and that probably caught her attention. I wave at her, ignoring what she was saying, as I proceed in the direction of the pizza shop. I stop about two blocks away and inhale deeply. Was our six-month-old relationship with Doe finally ending? Where should I go now?

I decide to text Greta. "Thrown out of apartment. Do you have a bed to spare?" Immediately I get an affirmative reply with her address.

I head for Greta's apartment. After parking the bike and unhitching my bag, I finally knock on the door of Apartment 4. Greta opens it and gives me a kiss on the lips. She is dressed in a light green baby doll nighty. "This is all my doing," she says regretfully. "But that was fast. How did you get here?"

"I was accepted by Sandy's boss. Since she was busy with some work, she allowed me to use her bike."

"So why didn't you stay and help her with the work?"

"The boss said that I should start tomorrow. Does Sandy always come home late at night?"

"Occasionally, but not always."

"Here's where you'll be sleeping," she says, pointing to one of the corners of the room. "It's good we have a spare mattress."

"I could sleep on the floor if there was nothing else," I say as I collapse onto the bed.

My phone starts ringing and I note that it is Doe. I answer it. "Yes," I say in a controlled voice.

"Where are you John? Please come back."

"I'm with a friend. I don't wish to argue with you. Let's give it a night. If tomorrow you feel you should dump me, then I'll accept your decision. Bye, honey."

"That was your girlfriend?" Greta asks.

I nod. "She wants me back."

"So why don't you go back?"

"I told her to give it a night. Maybe by tomorrow, our minds will be clear."

"And if she breaks up with you?"

"I'll accept whatever she decides."

"You've such a mature attitude for your age. What's your type of girl, John? Maybe I could volunteer to be your girlfriend while you look for one."

"Greta, please don't take all the responsibility. It was also my fault. I just couldn't resist you. Who could say 'no' to such an offer from someone like you. It was like my saying 'yes' meant the world to you... that's how I perceived it from the way you looked."

"Really John? I didn't know I was that persuasive.... And it made me wonder, since you had a girlfriend, how often do you have sex? You seemed like needing a lot of release."

"Yes, we have sex everyday... but she gets to release, I don't."

"How is that possible? It's usually the man who gets to release first!"

"Every morning, I'm awakened to her blowjob... but it's just so I could be hard enough to enter her... then she releases her fluids all over me and leaves since she has an early class. I'm left with that hard-on."

"And you don't masturbate in the shower at all?"

"No. I often get to fuck her hard at night before going to bed, but recently, she has lots of reports to complete."

"No wonder. You're just as sex-starved as I am."

"I thought you and Sandy were a couple?"

Greta laughs. "If that was the case, I wouldn't be trying to get you to fuck me."

"Just then I receive a text message from Sandy. "are u still awake John?"

"need a lift?" I text back.

"yes were finally done."

"Sandy needs a ride back home," I tell Greta.

Greta nods. "Maybe you'll get to fuck the two of us." My cock hardens at the thought of such a possibility.

I exit the apartment, start the bike, and head for the pizza shop. Sandy is waiting outside. She immediately gets behind me and I drive her back to her place. "How do you know this is where I live?" she asks.

"I was thrown out of my girlfriend's apartment and I asked Greta for help, and here I am."

Sandy kisses me on the lips. "I know how your cock thinks.... It just might be a possibility."

As we head towards her apartment, I ask, "Does Greta know you are into BDSM?"

She shakes her head. "Don't tell her about what you saw."

Sandy heads immediately to the bathroom upon entering the apartment. "Maybe the three of us should shower together," Greta whispers in my ear. She disrobes and also enters the shower. "You won't mind if I join you?" she asks Sandy.

"It's okay." Sandy says.

I also undress and enter after Greta. "How about if I join the two of you?" I do not wait for their answer. I enter and kiss Greta on the lips. "I'd like to kiss you, Sandy, if you won't mind." She does not answer but kisses me on the lips. We are soon lathering each other's bodies.

After rinsing in the shower we dry ourselves and exit the shower. Greta then grasps my cock and sucks on my cockhead.

"I think I'd love to see the two of you sharing my cock," I say. "But first, I'd like to see you both kissing each other."

Sandy approaches Greta and they are soon locked in an intense French kiss. I stand beside the both of them and move my hands between each of their thighs, exploring the folds of their vulvas with my fingers. Their slits soon become slippery as I stick a finger into each of their holes. I can feel the heat of their arousal growing.

They break their kiss and move to the bed. I position myself between them and soon they are sharing my cock like two kids sharing a lollipop. They move their butts towards me to provide access to their slits as they continue sharing my rod. They seem to be trying to outdo each other as they alternately try to give me a deep throat.

I resume fingering their pussies, this time giving more attention to their clits. Sensing their wetness, I interrupt them to say, "You're better at giving deep throats, Greta, so maybe you could give Sandy sole access to my cock, so she could practice more... and you could prepare Sandy's pussy while I eat yours."

"I'd love to know how your tongue feels on my clit," Greta says, as she moves her pussy over my face. The muffled moans I hear from Sandy indicates that Greta is giving her slit a good lapping. The tightness around my cock makes me realize that Sandy has finally succeeded in giving me a deep throat. I then hear her cough a bit after releasing my member. "Sandy's pussy is more than ready," Greta says, as she guides my cock into Sandy's hole.

Greta continues to lick Sandy's clit as I slowly enter Sandy's tight hole. "You seem to be tight." I say to Sandy. "Are you a virgin?" I ask in pretense.

"No, John. You're just huge. I was deflowered by my boyfriend on a motorbike." she says with a grin. The thought of what happened earlier between me and Sandy makes my hardness more intense. I suck harder on Greta's clit to divert my attention from cumming too soon. I feel Greta's thighs clamp my head before she squirts her juices onto my chin and neck. Sandy slowly starts to move her body up and down my cock.

Greta then moves her head upward to suck Sandy's boobs and I feel Sandy's muscles convulse around my cock before her wetness starts soaking my balls. Sandy increases her rate and soon, she is squirting on my groin. "My turn," says Greta. Before she could move her pussy away from my face, I give her clit a light bite as I squeeze her boobs. She groans as she hits my face with her second squirt.

Sandy and Greta finally change positions and I start to lick the mixture of my precum and Sandy's juices from the opening of her hole. I twirl my tongue around Sandy's clit a couple of times before I hear her say, "Yes John, I'm cumming again." My face is further drenched in her fluids.

Greta is busy impaling herself on my cock and gradually increasing her speed. "I want to cum on your cock just as I came on your face." she says. Noticing that Greta is rapidly fingering herself, Sandy moves her head down and starts licking Greta's pussy. "Yes, Sandy," Greta says, as she grasps Sandy's hair and forces Sandy's head against her throbbing cunt. Greta finally emits a deep groan as I feel her hot fluids immerse my hard rod.

"I'm about to cum," I say.

"Please, Greta," Sandy pleads. "You already felt John cum inside you. I'd like to feel him cum inside me too." They swap positions before I finally feel Sandy's tight pussy enshrouding my cock.

With my cock still inside Sandy, I move my legs apart and slowly position Sandy's back against the bed, so that I am now kneeling in front of her pussy. I place her legs on my shoulders as I start to thrust into her tight cunt. Greta quickly positions herself on top of Sandy so that they form a 69. They start to eat each other's pussy as I pound into Sandy.

Greta suddenly screams as her juices soak Sandy's face. This triggers the contraction of Sandy's already tight pussy and I am squeezed beyond return. I fill Sandy's pussy with my semen and finally collapse backward on the bed. Greta sucks my cock clean then continues licking the mix of my cum and Sandy's juices that have started to seep out of Sandy's pussy. She shares them with Sandy as they exchange a prolonged kiss.

"Thank you ladies," I say as I slowly drift into a deep sleep.

I feel my body move is a rocking motion and I glance to see Doe giving me a blowjob. Beside her is another woman I do not immediately recognize. The other woman smiles at me before licking my cockhead. I realize that it is Linda. The images of Doe and Linda suddenly dissolve as I realize that it is a dream. I open my eyes, slowly adjusting to the dimly lit room. I feel something vacuuming my cock before I notice that I am entwined into Greta's pussy while she is facing me like a cowgirl on a bronco.

She smiles at me as she says, "I wanted you to feel at home." I do not know how long she has been impaled on my cock, as I note a thin layer of sweat covering her naked body, causing it to appear like some lucent silver goddess in the early morning darkness. "This routine is different, honey, because you're going to cum inside me," she adds as she increases her pace. "I'm already late for school, honey, but I want your cum to drip down my legs so my classmates and professors will know that you came inside me!" she says in a feeble attempt to mimic Doe's voice.

Greta's attempts to humor me are having their effect as I reach the edge faster and finally shoot my load into her. She leans forward and kisses me on the lips. "Thank you, Doe." I whisper into her ear. Her face beams as she continues to squeeze my shrinking cock with her muscles. Suddenly, I feel the warmth of her fluids. She finally disengages herself.

I glance to my right and notice Sandy smiling contentedly at me. "I didn't know that having a threesome could be so erotic and so intense-- and there was no jealousy at all," she says in a soft voice. "But in my aroused state last night, my desire to have your cum inside me made me forget that I was not protected."

"Oh my God! Sandy," exclaims Greta. "What will you do with the baby?"

"If indeed this becomes a human being, I'd care for it. I always wanted to have a baby without the complications of a boyfriend or a husband... my parents were divorced when I was five... my older sister is married, but her body is scarred with bruises she claims she got from slipping or from falling which I don't believe... I left my boyfriend when I found out she was fucking my roommate..." Sandy winks lightly at me. "... that's why I preferred a lesbian lifestyle... but my experience last night with you John and Greta showed me that you don't need commitment to be treated gently, and with respect. I'll treasure this child to remember those moments last night."

Tears start to fall down Sandy cheeks. Greta approaches her and soon they are both sobbing and locked in an embrace. They move towards me and I feel their wet kisses on my cheeks and on my lips. I cannot think of what to say at the moment.

Sandy whispers to my ear. "Thanks for being gentle with me despite your size."

I hug her and kiss her on the lips.

Sandy adds, in a more confident voice. "I'm not asking to be your girlfriend, John. I know you're in a situation right now with Doe, and I don't want this child to influence whatever happens between you and her. I may not be your type, so don't you just stick with me out of duty to the child. This is my sole responsibility."

I finally have the courage to say to Sandy, "I may not have much, but that child is mine as well. I'll help in whatever way I can. Whether you decide to raise that child alone or with someone else, I won't mind. Just allow me to visit the child and the mother."

The emotional moment is interrupted by the ringing of my phone. I pick it up and note that it is Doe who is calling.