I was a little surprised. She'd lifted one leg onto the arm of the sofa. Her towel, though still on, had fallen open. Her hand was buried between her legs, and while she watched us, she was caressing herself quietly with her fingertip.

I woke when a thin strip of sunlight, filtered through hastily closed curtains, touched the side of my face.

For a moment or two, I had no idea where I was. Then I felt them, and it all came back to me.

---

The party was loud. I wasn't opposed to that idea, but after a few beers I really needed to get away from the noise for a little while. Alcohol enables you to find the strangest things. In this case it was a little old sofa in a small room. It didn't seem to be there for any specific reason, but I didn't care. I dropped in the middle of it, and watched the wall in the dim light. Busy old wallpaper patterns seemed to move with the combination of the music and the booze.

I must have dozed off, the bottle still in my hand, and then woke suddenly as two people sat either side of me on the sofa. Beer makes for quick friends, and besides they were both very pretty. I turned to my left and clicked my bottle against hers, and the dark girl grinned and took a swig, raising her eyebrows in confirmation without saying anything.

Turning to my right I discovered another smile. This one from a redhead, with a strip of freckles across the bridge of her nose. She'd tried to tie her wild hair back, but it was escaping, and the ginger mess was haloed in the light from the doorway. Bottle-clinking was repeated again, and just before I spoke, the voice on my left started.

"I'm Belinda."

"Hi."

"Or Billie. You can call me Billie if you like."

"I do like. Billie it is. Is your skin really that colour, or is it the light in here?"

"What light? You've been sitting here too long. It's fuckin' near black in here."

"I fell asleep, I think."

"Yeah." She smiled again. "I guess we shouldn't have woken you."

"Oh, I don't mind."

"No? That's Jude."

I swung my head back to my right. Jude sat, staring at the wall. "Hey Jude."

The response came from Billie. "She's heard that before. Anyway she's a little drunk."

"Yeah, looks a bit that way."

"When Jude drinks, she gets quiet."

"Oh."

"Yeah." Billie looked me in the eyes, and continued. "Horny."

It was my turn to raise my eyebrows. "Beg your pardon?"

"Horny. She gets quiet. And horny."

"Oh." I looked at Jude again. "She seems to be more one than the other."

"Yeah, I guess. You got a name?"

"Oh, sorry. Vic." I stuck my hand out.

Billy extracted her own hand from her lap, and shook mine. "Vic?"

"Yeah. Short for Victor."

"'Kay. Listen, so how do you fit in here, Victor? Friend of the birthday boy?"

"Sort of. His sister is friends with mine. Someone said 'free beer' so I showed up."

She nodded. "Similar thing." She laughed a little before continuing, and waved her beer bottle towards the light. "I live next door. They invited me so I wouldn't call the cops about the noise."

"Self preservation. Danny's nothing if not thorough." I glanced back at the other girl for a moment, realised she was taking no notice of us; just staring at the wall, sipping her beer. "And Jude?"

"She was staying at my place. It's my parents' place really, but they are away, trying to relive their early years. In Europe, somewhere."

"Okay. You two are friends, then?"

"Girlfriends."

"Yeah."

"No, you know. I mean girlfriends."

I'd obviously had too many beers. "Huh?"

"She's my girlfriend."

"Oh."

"Yeah. Disappointed?"

I looked at her. All olive skin and grin. She was wearing a thin dark blue dress, and it didn't extend too far down her legs. Her eyes sparkled in the light from the door. Of course I was. "Um... Yeah, actually."

She leaned over, lifted herself, and kissed me on the cheek. "We'll just have to be friends then, won't we."

"Sure."

"And you know what the first thing friends do is, right?"

"Ah, no?"

"Swim."

Jude jumped, and I looked over. She was smiling at me. "Who said swim?"

"Billie did."

Jude peered around me. "Oh, hey. Who is this?"

Billie smiled at the redhead. "Vic. Short for Vicky."

"Hey!"

"He's my new friend."

Jude looked up a little at me then. "Friend, huh?"

I shrugged my shoulders, and smiled.

Jude looked back at Billie. She was smiling too. "Tramp."

"Am not!"

Jude waved her finger at me. "You can swim, right?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I can swim."

She pushed against me to lift her drunken body from the sofa, and started pulling at Billie's hands. "Come on, then." She stood there in a short denim skirt and a black t-shirt, shaky on her feet.

Billie laughed again and allowed Jude to haul her to her feet. "Get up and come with us, Vic. Don't tell anyone though. Last thing I want is a pool party."

I stood between the two of them, realising they were both about the same height, just a little shorter than me. Just about the right height. They each put an arm around my waist. It looked like friendship. It felt more like a purchase.

Just as we were leaving the room, Billie stopped us one more time. "That wall. It's moving. It is, isn't it?"

---

We had to walk through Billie's house to get to the pool. She and Jude knew exactly what they were doing, and obviously saw no need to turn the lights on. I walked between them again, and they steered me around any obstacles, both giggling as I tried to walk into walls and windows.

A sliding door led to a wooden deck that surrounded the pool. I still couldn't really see a whole lot until Billie left us for moment, and turned on some blue lights under the water.

I could see clearly now, but the colours were all wrong. It didn't matter though. I was mesmerised. As soon as the lights were on, Jude had let go of my hand, stepped out of her shoes, and was lifting her shirt over her head. She didn't hesitate to unclip her bra either, and released two sizeable breasts. They couldn't possibly be as pale as they looked in this weird light.

This sure was a change from the quiet girl that had been sitting on the sofa with me. She grinned, knowing I was staring, and unzipped her skirt, allowing it to fall to the wooden floor. Two thumbs wriggled her white panties down off her hips. She bent over, pulled them off her legs, crumpled them in her hand, pulled my arm towards her, and placed them in my palm, laughing all the while.

Totally unconcerned, she turned and ran for the edge of the pool, dived expertly, and swam underwater to the other side.

I was distracted finally by Billie. She was standing across the pool, laughing. "You really should see the look on your face, Vic."

"What the hell just happened?"

"Jude happened. She's got a thing for water."

"My God!"

"Yeah. You might get used to it if you hang about long enough. So... Coming for a swim?"

"Uh huh."

"Good." She kicked her shoes off in the direction of the fence, and gracefully lifted her blue dress up and over her head. What can I say? The colour of her skin wasn't due to sunbathing, unless she never wore anything. Speaking of that, she had nothing at all on under that dress. Her breasts were small, and though it was hard to tell in this light, it looked as though the thatch of hair between her legs matched the dark hair on her head. Billie turned towards me, as shameless as Jude. "Well?"

I finally moved. Sitting on a nearby seat for a moment, I pushed my shoes off with my feet while unbuttoning my shirt as fast as possible. Jeans fell to the deck, and I pushed my boxers down to meet them, then looked up to find both girls staring at me.

Jude had surfaced and looked a little different with her hair wet. Billie was still standing on the edge of the pool.

Billie spoke first. "Hmmm... Not bad."

"For a party pick-up, anyway."

"Seems to have a hint of... What, Jude?"

"Mediterranean, somehow."

"Italian?"

"What the hell is this?" I answered. "I didn't realise it was an audition."

"We're just being appreciative."

"Yeah. Friends should do that."

That was enough for me. I jumped into the water, and swam over to where Jude was. That seemed to trigger Billie, and she dove in beside Jude. We proceeded to behave just like little kids for a while, splashing and ducking each other.

I noticed though that neither of them hesitated to touch me anywhere, so I did the same. If I was grabbing hold of Jude, and her breasts were in the wrong spot, well I grabbed them anyway.

At some point it seemed we crossed a line, and these accidental caresses became intentional. I slid my hands down Billie's back and across her buttocks. She shivered. Jude discovered that I had something of an erection. Who wouldn't? But instead of ignoring it she slid her hand along the length of it, and then reported in to Billie, who decided she needed to have a stroke as well. I squeezed her nipples in return.

I'm not sure if what they say about sex in cold water is true or not. The situation was a little strange. It was late. We'd all had a few beers. Billie and Jude, if I hadn't misunderstood, were lovers. I was confused. In any case, it never went further than a little random groping. Very nice groping, you understand.

Eventually the ladies claimed that they were getting a little chilly in the water. I suggested that the state of their nipples had nothing to do with the temperature, and Billie pressed hers against my chest for a while to check. In the end she agreed that I might be right, but nonetheless they wanted to get out.

Jude offered to get towels so we didn't all have to run around and get cold, and Billie and I both whistled as she climbed the ladder to get out of the pool and we got more than a glimpse of her ass. She wiggled her buttocks and ran off, laughing.

Billie turned to me.

"Listen, Vic, is this all too weird for you?"

"Me? Hell, no. I'm always going for drunk swims with gorgeous women."

She kissed me then, and not on the cheek. Her mouth was still against mine when Jude reappeared, still naked, but with an armload of fluffy towels. She dropped the stack on a chair before speaking.

"See, Vic? I told you she was a tramp."

"It was my fault."

Billie grinned. "Was not! Jude, he called us gorgeous."

"Did he? Right." She picked up one of the towels. "You first then, Vic. Hurry up. The towel is hot."

Billie objected as I climbed out. "Typical. Doesn't our relationship mean anything to you, Jude?"

"Not now, dear. I have a man here, in a towel."

"Yeah, yeah. Ready?"

Jude grabbed the next towel. "Come on then. Move that ass, instead of just shaking it at the boy."

"It was my tits I was shaking."

"Whatever."

Eventually we were all on the deck, each wrapped in a large white fluffy towel. The evening sure wasn't going the way I had expected. We started to walk back to the house. I stopped. "Hey, what about our clothes?"

"Later, boy." Billie slapped my ass through the towel.

Inside it felt a lot warmer. Both of the girls had their towels wrapped over their breasts and under their arms. I've always felt that required some sort of magic, but it looked very attractive. My towel was wound around my waist.

Jude was still playing the part of the hostess. "Beer?"

Billie held up two fingers.

"Don't be greedy. I'll get you another one later."

"Sure you will."

"Promise."

"Go, go. Vic, grab a seat."

A big leather sofa was the closest thing to me, so without even thinking I threw myself down in the middle of it. Nice furniture is one of the signs of real civilisation, and I was really impressed with the way the sofa took me in and made me comfortable.

Things improved even more when Billie sat down to my left, and I realised we were seated just the way we had been when we met. Billie's grin confirmed that she hadn't done that by mistake.

Jude reappeared with beer, along with potato chips, and took her seat just where she should have, on my other side. The bowl of chips was placed on my lap, completely ignoring the bulge that held it on an angle, and we started to drink.

It must have been three beers later before things got out of hand.

Jude had gone a little quiet again, then she turned to me, and took the bowl away. This time, instead of ignoring the bulge, she stroked a fingertip along the length of it, watching it press harder against the towel for a while before finally freeing it from imprisonment and wrapping her hand around it. We kept talking casually, as though this wasn't happening, while Jude stroked and Billie watched. Billie wanted to know about my relationship status.

"Steady girlfriend, right?"

"Nope. Not for a while, now."

"A convenient drop-in lover?"

"Uh uh."

"Your right hand?"

"Left-handed, but close."

"So you're not betraying anyone by being here?"

"Not that I know of, nope."

"Good."

"Yeah."

I was a little surprised when Jude kissed my earlobe. I had almost managed to put aside all the weirdness and continue the conversation, but that was it for me. I couldn't think straight any more. I turned my head to look at her, and she spoke.

"Well, you alright with this?"

"Jude, I don't even quite know what this is."

"No, fair enough. But you're comfortable?"

"Very."

"Good."

She swung around then, wriggling me across just a little in the process, and finished up crouched over my legs, facing me. Her hands pulled my shoulders forward just a bit, and her mouth locked on mine.

Her lips were wonderful. Soft and just a little dry, they seemed to be in more than one place at a time, and I just went with it. She tasted just a little of beer, and a hint of salt from the chips. Her tongue was insistently probing at my mouth, and I wasn't about to object. Soon our tongues were twining together and I forgot about the taste of beer. She tasted like girl now. All lust and tenderness.

The position we were in was nice, but Jude had more complex ideas, and she broke her lips away from mine to reposition. I took the opportunity to look over at Billie. I wasn't sure what might be happening there, but she was just staring at the two of us. She smiled without hesitation when she was me looking, so I relaxed, and paid more attention to the girl on my lap.

Jude had managed to unwrap my towel and expose the rest of my skin. I was beyond caring. She pulled herself in closer, and lifted her own towel from around her hips.

I could plainly see the ginger thatch between her thighs, and the glistening sheen of excitement on her skin down there. Pressing even closer, she manoeuvred herself so the damp opening beneath the ginger was directly above the tip of my pulsing cock. Without stopping to think further she lowered herself slowly and gently over me, pressing her lips to my neck, and sighing as she slid down.

We sat then for a moment, still and quiet. I could hear the beat of the music from next door, and feel the wet warmth of Jude. I was conscious too of Billie beside me, but I couldn't see her now, as Jude's face was in the way.

I wasn't given much time to consider any of that though. Jude lifted herself, just as slowly, and slid back up my cock. The movement was enough to complete the job of unhooking her loosely wrapped towel, and it fell to the floor. I took her breasts in my hands, and caressed their freckled surface.

No one was speaking now, and our bodies managed all the necessary communication. Jude's face was a little further away now, and I was able to look over at Billie.

I was a little surprised. She'd lifted one leg onto the arm of the sofa. Her towel, though still on, had fallen open. Her hand was buried between her legs, and while she watched us, she was caressing herself quietly with her fingertip.

My cock gave an extra twitch at the sight of what Billie was doing, and then I was distracted again by Jude. She had begun to move herself move vigorously, sliding up and down on my cock, and I was unable to think of much else.

Jude smiled again, wriggled just a little, and upped the pace. Her breasts slid up and down my chest as she moved on my cock, and in very little time I was doing all I could to delay the inevitable. I tried to let her know.

"Jude... Listen, I'm going..."

"Oh, Jesus Fucking Christ, I'm coming!" That was Billie, and we all lost it then.

Jude pressed herself against me, and whimpered as an orgasm slid slowly over her. I could feel her body quiver with the release, and her breath was short and sharp. As she found her release I was unable to do anything but join in, and my hands grabbed her ass as I came, hard, pumping deep into her, clawing my fingertips across her buttocks, and producing more groans as a result.

Billie was muttering "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..."

Jude was shuddering and gasping.

My whole body seemed to be concentrated in the rigid part that was inside Jude, and my muscles pumped over and over again with every small movement.

Jude leaned over and kissed Billie thoroughly before repeating the kiss with me. I turned and suddenly Billie was completing the triangle. It's interesting kissing two girls in such a short time, especially when they taste of each other.

Jude eventually complained that she needed to get off me, as her knees weren't able to handle the position much longer, so we all climbed up off the sofa, wiped off any messes with the towels, hugged each other.

Billie had to run to the bathroom, and while she was gone Jude asked me if I'd like to stay the rest of the night. There was no way I was going to say no to that, so before too long we had all made use of the bathroom, and piled into Billie's large bed, naked, tired, and more than a little inebriated.

You'd have thought we'd all just go to sleep, but I for one had too much to think about...

We had finished up all spooning in the bed facing the same way, with Billie in front, me next, and Jude behind. We were all tucked up close together, and I had Billie's ass pressed against my groin, with her back warm against my chest. Jude's breasts were pressing against my back, and she was tucked around my ass.

Small movements reverberated between us, and it was apparent no one was going to sleep. It was Jude who suggested a solution, in the end.

"Okay, I've had enough. I'm so aroused I could lie here all night. I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm doing something about it."

And she did. I could feel her fingers curling down between her legs, and the movements became rhythmic in no time. I felt a little self-conscious now, with Jude's knuckles sliding back and forth, brushing my buttocks, but my cock wasn't at all concerned, and after a while it was hard, and resting behind Billie. I wondered for a moment if she was asleep, but then she moved to nestle it more comfortably, and I could feel her moving as well, tucking her hand down between her own legs.

I closed my eyes and remembered what she had looked like doing this on the sofa, and as her movements became more obvious I joined in, stroking my shaft with my hand, and feeling all the movement around me.

Jude surprised me by coming very quickly. She gasped, shook, and kept on rubbing. By this time Billie was moving energetically in front of me, her legs parted for better access. A small movement from both of us and instead of my cock sitting behind her it was jutting between her legs. I started to move back to get things back the way they were.

"No. No, please don't, Vic."

"You're sure?"

"Uh huh. Jude, you listening?"

A grunt of assent from behind me. "I'm busy."

"Yeah. Vic is going to fuck me, honey."

Jude and I answered at the same time:

"I am?"

"About fucking time."

Billie laughed. "She keeps telling me I'm not really gay. Maybe she's right?"

As had happened so many times in the last few hours, I wasn't sure what next. "You want to do this?"

Billie was still moving vigorously in front of me. "Yes. Please."

I needed to manoeuvre myself a little first, but soon I was in position. Billie bent herself forward, and my cock was in the right place. I hesitated, and she pushed back against me, impaling herself in the process, not slowly like Jude had done, but as fast as she could, pressing back and taking me inside her.

I couldn't believe it. She was even wetter than Jude had been, and the position was wonderful. I could feel her fingers still rubbing her clit as she moved, and my face pressed against her shoulder as we moved. Jude moved closer behind me, her knuckles deliberately touching me now, and kept caressing herself.

It all happened rather quickly. Billie stimulated her clit just a little more than it was prepared to put up with, and she came, swearing again, her body jerking as Jude laughed at what she was saying.

I wasn't able to hold back further myself, and I moved to pull out, unsure of what Billie wanted. She reached her hand back and pulled me hard against her, making her wishes plain. I exploded for the second time that night, my own body rigid with orgasm, as I breathed through gritted teeth and pressed myself hard against Billie.

Jude had felt most of this from behind, and she came again just after me, making strange noises and puffing. When she squealed that was enough to push Billie, who was still rubbing frantically in front of me, over the edge again.

The concertina of shudders was unbelievable, and it took us quite a while to calm all three of our bodies down sufficiently to relax. I tried to separate myself from Billie, and again she reached back and held me. We lay exactly as we were, each having private thoughts until Jude spoke.

"Fuck!"

I wasn't thinking clearly enough for a rejoinder, so responded as best I could manage. "Yeah, fuck!"

Billie did a little better. "Holy fuck!"

Then we slept. Soundly.

---

As I said, I woke when a strip of light crossed my face. I moved a little, felt the bodies touching me, and remembered.

Jude spoke then. "He's awake, girlfriend."

Billie answered. "About time."

"We can move now."

"Thank God for that."

We all lay on our backs and looked at each other. This was the first time I'd seen the two of them in anything like normal light. They looked even more gorgeous.

I wasn't sure quite what to do now. "Uh... I guess maybe I should get up."

Jude wasn't having any of that. "Hardly, buddy."

"What?"

"All you're going to do, boyfriend, is to turn over."

"Over where?"

"Over so you are facing me. I want to feel what that was like."

"Oh."

"Yeah," Billie echoed, snuggling in behind me as I turned. "Oh."

"And then," Jude continued, "we are going swimming."

Jul 2013
Charming story, sex the way it should be, fun.

Apr 2013
Incredible. Great story. I'd come across it once before, and it's even better than I remember it.

Aug 2012
Erotic, stimulating, and well written. Many thanks

Mar 2012
I think that you nailed it with tone and sexual openness.

Jan 2012
I'll try to introduce your stories to a few girls that I know, maybe they'll fool themselves into imagining that I share some points with your male protagonists.

Jan 2012
Ditto all of the other positive comments... The only complaint I can come up with is that its about 100 pages too short!

Feb 2011
Nice story, Gentle, possible, been in similar situations, believable

Dec 2010
Stylish, interesting,and well written. thoroughly enjoyed reading it, even though the end was predictable.

Dec 2010
WOW some of the best and hottest I have ever read

Oct 2010
Another great one, Gentle. Thanks a lot.

Sep 2010
Awesome! Right up there with Emi Tsuruta!

Aug 2010
All I can say is that I wish I was the male in this 3-some! Another well written story with a great story line and dialogue.

Aug 2010
That was awesome! Really well written, not too much or too little of anything. You have a lot of talent, keep it up (as it were ;))

Jul 2010
very sexy. nicely done

Jul 2010
You are the master

Jul 2010
I love the way you built you characters as you told the story, just enough to fill the required backgrounds as the story progressed. Now I'll have to go out and read your other works

Jul 2010
I like it - beyond all the cliches, and a really turn-on - perhaps I need to...

Jul 2010
Excellent job, and on one of my favorite subjects... Exceptionally hot and well written.

Jun 2010
NOW, that's what I;m talking about... real people with feelings, motivations, conflicts, thoughtful, real time fucking and concerned about their partners, wehat comes later, uncertainity and good old fashioned lust. Yes, Virginia there is always 'afterwa

Jun 2010
Nice story! No experience here of anything like that but it sure sounded like fun.

Jun 2010
also very HOT! u've lifted the bar for me!

Jun 2010
Very hot, and actually believable. A wonderful combination.

Apr 2010
That was one lucky man!

Apr 2010
I didn't know you were publishing again! FMF is the first story of yours that I have read in at least 6 months. It is a VERY creative story and I wish I was Billie! Only you can make up the dialogue that makes a story so exciting. Thanks again for a "

Feb 2010
Ooo! The next time you have a party, can I come?

Feb 2010
I just loved it it made me so envious of each character. I was each one. At the time of sex scenes and wish I could be in the pool also

Jan 2010
I really enjoyed this story. Well written and worth reading. Thank you for making it available.

Jan 2010
I have to say I enjoyed the story very much. I love the scene from the bed the best. When no one could sleep. Keep up the writing.

Jan 2010
I just read this story and wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed it.

Jan 2010
I liked it and wish somewhere in my life I would have had the opportunity to have lived that event

Jan 2010
Your stories are, and always will be, my favorites. I love how you build up the personalities without turning it into a novel. Strong writing, and a fun topic - you can't go wrong! I only wish you were able to write more often..

Jan 2010
Teenage up to 25 yr old fantasy stroke story - OK.

Jan 2010
Very nice sex. Good pace. Left me wondering if the guy moved in with the two babes.

Jan 2010
LOL - nice one - comes under the heading of 'OH! Yes ppllleeeeaaaasssee!!!.

Jan 2010
Gentle, nice little story, thanks.

Jan 2010
I think I liked your story very much. It unfolded nice and easy, just the way I like it. A most rare but possible situation, very well described. Congratulations and keep up the good work.

Jan 2010
Very nice.

Jan 2010
Wide smile. It sure is nice to read you again, Gentle. As before, the stries make me so wet, and so needly..grin.

Jan 2010
late ?? who cares ?? you did fine...

Jan 2010
I need to go to parties. . . man that was fantastic! Nice build up to the climax, and then another climax! Wow!

Jan 2010
What can I say ? As always, superb

Jan 2010
I think it was a very good start.

Jan 2010
I liked the story, especially as it is starting out slowly a... The pace pics up - and a good open ending for fantasy as well.

Jan 2010
Good story, Glad to see you haven't lost the knack for arousing your readers. It's been awhile. Very nice little story. Thank you for sharing.

Jan 2010
A great way to end the Holidays before going back to work. Wish i had gone to a party that ended like that.

Jan 2010
Loved it.

Jan 2010
I always enjoy reading your work and it gets better every time. Thanks much for your efforts.

Jan 2010
yummy! wet dream come alive!

Jan 2010
Thanks for sharing your talents. I really enjoy your stories.