Ellie & Kelly arrive together

You told the girls they should turn up in the afternoon. You half expect them to turn up at 12:01. So it’s a surprise that its 5 before the doorbell rings. By that time, you’re starting to worry they’re not going to turn up at all. You’ve switched on all the statuettes, leaving the large one in the office, while moving the small ones to your bedroom and the lounge.

They’ve turned up together, both carrying two bags, a small rucksack and a fancy bag from a clothing store from the next town over, a store known for its risqué lingerie.

As soon as you’ve shut the door, Kelly is on you. Her lips are on your lips. Her body’s pressed against yours. Her arms are round your shoulder, pulling you into her. You complement this by wrapping your own arms around her. From the corner of your eyes, you can see Ellie standing there, trapped between her desire to join in and her fear of disturbing Kelly. You can’t allow that. One arm disengages from Kelly to reach out and snare Ellie. She drops her bags in surprise. Then you pull her in. And your lips roam from blond to brunette. Lips just as soft and just as passionate as those you left behind. Body just as soft and squeezable.

For a while you’re lost in the joint embrace, lost in their kisses, swapping from one set of lips to the other, to one eager teenager to the other. Although both are shorter than you, neither requires you to stretch too much. Your hands roam their bodies, squeezing their plump asses, rubbing their backs. Time has no meaning, until you break free. All three of you are panting with your passion, eyes blazing, cheeks flushed, hair ruffled.

“I thought you’d be here sooner.”

“I had to take Ellie shopping. She didn’t have anything suitable for tonight.”

“Tonight, I’m not expecting you to wear much tonight.”

“But before that, we have to wear something appropriate.” There’s a gleam in Kelly’s green eyes as she says this.

“What’s appropriate?”

“You’ll have to wait and see. It’s a surprise for later. So, what’s the plan?”

“My plan is to take you two upstairs and fuck you as long and as often as I can, until we all can’t walk straight.”

“Sounds perfect. Doesn’t it, Ellie?” Ellie’s response is a vigorous, enthusiastic nod.

You disengage from the girls, a tough task, but you’ve got all night to explore their bodies.

“Let me show you around. You’re both already familiar with the dining room and the master bedroom.” The girls giggle at that last. “This is the kitchen.” You lead them in. “Here’s the kettle. Here’s the fridge. There’s beer and white wine as well as fruit juices and soda. There’s red wine in the cupboard over here, with some spirits. Here are glasses and mugs. There’s teabags and coffee. Here’s plates and cutlery in this drawer. I’ve got chicken pieces and chips for tea, if that’s ok?” They nod. “I want you to treat this kitchen as your own home. If this night goes well, and I’m hoping it’ll go very well, then I’m expecting you two to be round here regularly. You want a beer now?”

Kelly nods. Ellie hesitates before nodding.

“You don’t have to have one if you don’t want, Ellie?”

“It’s fine. I will. I’ve just…”

“You’ve never had a beer, have you TC?” Kelly asks. Ellie dithers for a moment, then nods.

You knew Ellie was innocent, but you hadn’t realised how innocent. You feel guilty bringing her into a world of depravity. Then you remember the feel of her pussy round your cock, and all guilt vanishes. Something else about Kelly’s question tickles your mind.

“TC?”

“She’s TC, and I’m TLS,” Kelly answers. “Well, I can’t call her Teacher’s Cocksleeve in public can I, sir?” She has a point there.

“You don’t have to have a beer, if you don’t want one, Ellie.”

“It’s OK, sir. I’ll have one.”

You pass out the beers. Ellie takes a sip. “It doesn’t taste of much.”

“Yes, these are lagers, they don’t taste of much. I have some ales but they’re more an acquired taste.”

Kelly screws her face up. “I’ve tried an ale once. Didn’t like it.”

“Thought as much, that’s why I have lagers in the fridge.”

“You’re so innocent, TC. I love it,” Kelly effuses. She hugs Ellie, and Ellie blushes. “You’re so innocent and yet, I’ve seen how you react to sir’s cock, not so innocent then.”

You continue the tour. You show the girls the lounge, with the conservatory round the back. You don’t take them into the garden, just show it from the conservatory. You show them the downstairs bathroom. You show them your office. Then you take them upstairs.

You show them the main bathroom; in case the other bathrooms are busy when they need the toilet. You wave in the general direction of the other bedrooms, with the statement that they probably will never need to go in them. Then you lead them back in the master bedroom. When you went upstairs the girls had picked up their bags. They place them down.

“Now, sir,” Kelly tells you. “You go back downstairs, and Ellie and I will slip into your surprise. And then we can start the fun.”

You raise an eyebrow. Kelly’s response is to kiss you on the lips. Which means you must kiss Ellie. Two kisses and it’s hard to leave them. The only reason you can is the knowledge that you’ll be having both soon.