two tongues, two pussies, two orgasms

Jake gazed into Abbie's eyes. Damn, she could make me come with a look, he thought. He found her blue eyes striking, piercing, and infinitely erotic. She blinked slowly at him, her focus shifting slightly from his face to his boxers and back again. Without a word, she turned back to Michelle, and eased back into her oral play there.

That was all the invitation Jake needed. He had been standing at the base on the bed, between Abbie's legs. His hands were still casually running along Abbie's ankles and feet, and as he knelt down to better position himself, he moved his hands to her ass. Abbie shifted toward him a few inches, and then taking hold of Michelle's hips, pulled Michelle a bit with her.

Jake thrust his face behind Abbie's body. With his tongue outstretched, he tasted her pussy, felt the folds of her labia, darted his tongue into her slit, and then drew his tongue back. Forward and back, he ran the length of his tongue along Abbie's pussy.

She tasted glorious to him, sweet and decadent. Abbie shifted her hips side to side as Jake licked and sucked her. He held her hips, ran his palms along her ass. He didn't know how many times he'd touched her this way before, but it always felt new and exciting -- to both of them.

Meanwhile, Abbie continued her siege on Michelle's pussy. For every thrust of Jake's tongue that Abbie could feel inside her, she channeled the energy forward to Michelle. Abbie's hands roamed upward, freely groping and rubbing Michelle's upper body, her breasts, her stomach. She pulled one hand back and fingered her own pussy, touching Jake's tongue in the process. Abbie was already quite worked up from the whole evening so far, and she knew it wouldn't take much to get herself off.

She was extremely close to an orgasm herself when she felt Michelle's legs quivering on either side of her. Abbie was alert, and the moment she sensed that Michelle might come, Abbie got immensely excited. She pulled her fingers out of her own pussy and held onto Michelle's leg, her tongue relentless on Michelle's pussy.

Abbie loved the taste of Michelle's skin. It was sweet, maybe a little salty from sweat. Mostly, it kept her mind alive with the amazing evening they'd all be sharing. She was so grateful for Jake, grateful for the weekend, if she hadn't been so preoccupied with giving Michelle an orgasm, she might have gotten emotional. Fortunately, Michelle distracted Abbie from her internal monologue.

"Oh fuck, this is amazing," said Michelle. "I'm fucking coming. Don't stop eating me, I'm fucking coming on your fucking face."

Michelle's climax was quick, but intense. Abbie felt Michelle's body tense up and shudder, her leg muscles tightening in Abbie's hand. She didn't stop moving her tongue, back and forth against Michelle's cunt, prodding, poking. When Michelle's body twitched, Abbie felt Michelle coming on her, her pussy getting warmer and wetter with each body spasm.

Jake couldn't feel Michelle directly, but he sensed, from Abbie's movements, what was happening. He doubled down on his efforts licking Abbie, hoping to give her some of the pleasures she was giving Michelle. For a stretch, he shifted from Abbie's pussy to her asshole, and as he did, felt a definite change in Abbie's body language in response. She pushed herself back against him a little hard, and began moving her hips up and down, as opposed to side to side.

Once the orgasm passed through Michelle, Abbie brought her hand back to her own pussy. I need that, too, she thought. She pulsed her body against her hand, sliding two, then three fingers into her own pussy.

Jake felt Abbie's efforts with her fingers getting more vigorous, and figured she was probably on the verge of an orgasm herself. She rubbed her clit in an up and down motion, her fingers drifting into her pussy, then back out again, more quickly than they had gone in. She repeated this again and again, rocking her body against Jake's tongue, her own face still buried in Michelle's pussy, the whole room around her blurring as she worked herself toward a climax.

Abbie thrust her head up as she came, her body shuddering against her fingers, her skin tingling, her legs tightening, her toes clenching. She held still in that position as she felt her orgasm pulse through her. Five seconds ... seven ... ten ... and then she breathed again, the moment passing. Like Michelle's, it was quick -- though Abbie knew that surely there'd be another soon.

Jake felt Abbie relax her body, and as she did, he moved his head back and more delicately touched her legs with his fingers. Abbie, catching her breath, ran her hands up Michelle's body, caressing her breasts. She rose up on her knees a bit taller, looked down at Michelle, then turned over her shoulder to see Jake behind her, smiling. Abbie reached one hand out behind her, beckoning for Jake, who took a few steps closer. She touched his chest and then his stomach, and then her fingers landed on the waistband at the top of his boxers.