Curfew.

My head resting on Grace's lap, my mouth sucking on Mila's nipple and my dick inside Sarah as she rode me in reverse cowgirl. I felt like the most spoiled man in the world, and it was hard to hate it.

Mila moaned and laughed as my tongue flicked over her nipple and around her small areola. Snuggling close, she caressed my chest, giving my pecs a soft squeeze.

Grace looked down at me with the most loving eyes, playing with my hair, curling it around her finger and letting go before doing it again. At times she moved her gaze over to her friends, enjoying the sight.

Sarah shook her hips rhythmically on me. Her butt jiggled slightly, and the sight of her back was as sexy as ever. My dick quickly slid in and out of her and her walls coiled around me in exquisite ways, making me shiver from pleasure.

I came inside Sarah, and my girlfriend climaxed with me. She threw her head back and groaned towards the ceiling, her grip on my thighs and my dick tightening.

How many times did this make? How many times did I come? How many times did I make them come? We'd lost count. Way too many to keep track.

Sarah rolled off of me and tiredly crawled to my side. She moved my face, pulling my lips from Mila's tit to her mouth. She rubbed her body on me like an affectionate cat.

Mila didn't sulk at being deprived of my tongue. Rather, she took her chance and went down to take my half-hard dick and eat it up like a glaze-covered pastry.

"You're just insatiable, aren't you, love?" Grace said, caressing my cheek. "Are you satisfied or do you want to spend the night with me?"

My eyebrows shot up and I had to look up at her. "Can I?"

"My dad's coming back tomorrow evening," she said, grinning mischievously. "Stay the night and we can play even more."

"That's not fair, Grace," Sarah grunted. "I have to open up the shop tomorrow morning."

"And I have to take my brother to school," pouted Mila.

And I… "I can't," I said with a frustrated grimace. "The only time I've stayed at a friend's house was last week at Thomas' party, and I did without telling my mom. I… don't think she'd let me stay at a girl's house, never mind that it's a weekday."

Grace was clearly disappointed. "It was a long shot, but it still sucks. We'll have more freedom when we're in university."

I got chills. She was already thinking of next year?

"Hotels might still be our best bet to do stuff like this," Sarah said. "I know your dad is out a lot, Grace, but at least in a hotel we can be 100% sure we won't be bothered."

"The costs' gonna add up, though," Mila said, and I was thankful for it.

"There's always the old music room, right?" I offered.

"True," Grace nodded. "But we don't have much time there, nor a proper bed."

Sarah shrugged. "Let's see how things go and take the chances we get. No use getting ahead of ourselves."

"Yeah. We only just started going out." Mila giggled. "We're really going out," she repeated, giddy.

"I still can't believe you three are crazy enough to say yes," I told them.

"No backsies, baby." Sarah kissed my cheek. "You're stuck with us."

"I can think of worse situations."

"Oh? Like what?" Grace asked, giggling.

I shrugged. I didn't want to say that the possibility of them getting together with other guys was what pushed me to ask them out. Admittedly, I could be impulsive from time to time, but never like this.

"By the way, what time is it?" I asked.

"Hm? Like 9:30," Grace told me.

What? Was it this late? We'd been here since five, I think. I quickly reached for my phone and saw that I had a few messages from my mom, asking where I was and to message her when I could. That had been an hour ago.

I typed in a panic, explaining that I was talking with some friends and didn't notice the time. I also told her I was on my way back.

"I'm so sorry," I told the girls. "I… I need to go home."

"I'll drive you," Mila offered. I didn't want to decline this time.

We put our clothes back on, though Grace only put on a t-shirt since she was going to take a shower after we were gone. Really, I should too, but what would be more suspicious? Getting home sweaty or getting home having taken a shower? Mom noticed these things…

Whatever. I'd deal with it when I got there.

"Alright, we're leaving," Sarah told Grace.

"Thanks for having us," I told her.

She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deeply. "Thanks for having me," she said sultrily. "I'll see you tomorrow at school, okay? We'll play more."

"Can't wait. I love you."

Grace giggled giddily and kissed me some more. When she was done, she looked at her friends with some surprise. "Oh? You girls are still here?"

Sarah rolled her eyes. "Very funny. See you tomorrow, Grace."

"Sleep well." Mila waved, and the three of us were out the house.

There, Sarah stood in front of me and pecked my chin a couple of times as she hugged me close. "See you tomorrow."

I nodded. "Early in the morning?"

"I'll be there as early as I can."

"I love you."

Sarah kissed me with a loving hand on my cheek, but didn't say anything more. She pulled away, waved casually at Mila and went to her car.

"Shall we?" Mila asked.

We got in her car and she drove off. We were silent the entire way there. Maybe we'd said it all for the moment. We were getting close to my house, but Mila parked one block away from it.

"Stay where you are," she told me and got out of the car. I watched her walk around the car to my side and open the door. She entered, sat on my lap facing me and clicked off the seat belt before she closed the door.

"What's this?" I asked with an amused smile.

"I wanted a moment before I let you go," she said, wrapping her arms around me. "Too selfish?"

"I have no room to speak."

"No you don't." She laughed.

She stared into my eyes and I stared into hers. She pressed her forehead on mine and our noses brushed. We shared some light kisses with open eyes and big smiles.

"I needed to say something again."

"Hm?"

"I don't want you to think it was something I blurted out in the heat of the moment, okay? I meant it when I said I love you."

I felt warmth in my heart that eased me like nothing else would. For that moment, I had no fears, no worries. I smiled at my girlfriend.

"I believe you. I meant it too."

"I know. Feels nice, you know? To know you can't lie to us." She giggled.

Huh? I tilted my head, curious. Did she mean…?

"It's nothing." She pecked my lips. "This'll work out. I promise."

We made out in the co-pilot seat of her car. It wasn't for very long, but it felt like hours. To have her in my arms, to taste her mouth, to feel her warmth and weight on me were pleasures to rival ambrosia itself.

But eventually we had to part. Tomorrow couldn't come fast enough.