Cheryl begs you to EAT Marcy and herself and have Marcy eat your ass.

"I saw you licking your lips, Mary," Cheryl says. "Did you want to put them somewhere?" She wipes the moisture from her brow with the back of her hand.

"I cannot tell a lie," you say. "In this little room with you and Marcy, I wasn't sure I could wait any longer. Hot girl juice makes my mouth water. I know we have plans, but I could have just bent down and kissed Marcy right on her wet lady lips. If she hadn't gone off to tinkle, I might have listened to that devil on my shoulder and done just that."

Cheryl raises her fingers to your lips. "Taste Marcy," she says.

You can't help yourself. You part your lips for Cheryl's fingertips. Marcy's juice is salty, slippery, but very mild. You feel a bloom of warmth in your cheeks and ears. Cheryl's round face breaks into a broad smile as she watches you.

"How does it taste?" she asks.

"Like Heaven," you say. "Girl juice tastes like Heaven."

"I'd love to see you get it from the source," Cheryl says. "From Marcy. And from me." Her blue-gray eyes glitter under her mop of silver curls.

"That seems a bit forward, Cheryl," you say. "Marcy just said she was fine with me watching you give her a massage. Well, a special massage, yes."

You hear Marcy's laugh behind you. "Well, Mary, I was right," she says. "If you like how I taste, be my guest."

Cheryl's pool exercise student, Mrs. Marcy Rashid, the ex-Marine who had married her translator and was going to have his baby, had soft-footed it up and had seen Cheryl putting her wet fingers in your mouth.

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed," you say. "Please forgive me, Marcy."

Marcy grins. "Nothing to forgive. Or rather, if you're hungry, I'm serving." She winks. "They used to call me Pie Slice."

You put a hand to your mouth. "No. In the service?"

"Yes," Marcy says. "Pie Slice. Eat my pie, I'll send you along happy. But the fellows would just keep me hanging, so I had to finish myself off. The gals were much better. Real skittish though, I couldn't hold onto one. So I took what I could get. Till one night I was horny on patrol. And there he was. My translator. Tongued me like an angel. Ate my ass too. Oh my god, fireworks. First man who could really make me come. Every time. Even just with his dick. Married him so I could hang onto him."

"Oh, Marcy, that's so sweet," you say. "My husband likes that too. You know? Licking a girl's back hole? But I thought it was terrible and dirty and always said no. Until I found out how much one of my best girlfriends likes it. So much. I took her straight to Heaven. It was a revelation." Annabelle, her broad brown face beatified by the ebb tide of climax, after you had licked her dirt hole. "My honeybear can't wait to try it on me when he gets back home. I hope I like it at least a little."

"Oh, you haven't yet?" Marcy says. "I'd love to be your first."

You hear Cheryl's breath, drawn in quick and deep. Now it's Cheryl blushing. "Let her," Cheryl says. "Let her lick you there."

Marcy chuckles. "Well, Cheryl," she says. "All right by me. How about you, Mary?"

"I-I'd like that," you say. "If we get a chance."

You have 2 XP, +0 Hard, +3 Hot, +0 Cool, -1 Control, and the Character Moves Truth, Mistress, Mind Control, and Touch Yourself.

Roll +HOT(+3) to EAT MARCY.
Roll +HOT(+3) to EAT CHERYL.
Roll +HARD(+0) using GET FUCKED to have Marcy eat your ass.