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Date: Fri, 04 May 2007 19:10:02 -0400
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Size Is Not The Issue (FFM)

(c) 2007 Victor Echo

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents
are either the product of the author's disturbed imagination, or are
used fictitiously and any resemblance to actual persons, living, dead,
undead or mostly harmless, business establishments, events, or locales
is entirely coincidental.

------

"You're staring"

"I'm sorry, was I?  It wasn't intentional."

Lindsay's mouth turned up in a smirk and her eye's twinkled slightly.
Patrisha was lying on my shoulder and looked first at me and then at
her friend, who was resting against the opposite armrest of the couch.

"He was staring at my breasts," Lindsay said.

I shrugged my shoulders.  I had been.  "OK, I admit it, I was.  Purely
scientific however.  Patrisha told me your breasts were smaller than
hers, but from where I am sitting, I cannot really see much of a
difference."  I could not.  I had been told that Lindsay was a 36 B and
I know Patrisha is a 38 C, but either Lindsay had grown or the natural
shape of her breasts were such that the complicated formula that was
cup measurement just did not quite work and she was not big enough to
truly be a C but close enough that on visual examination, there really
was no difference.

"I am a B-cup," Lindsay said matter-of-factly.

"And I am a C," Patrisha put in, the movie we were watching temporarily
forgotten.

"Yes, darling, I know," I said, kissing the top of her head.  "But,
frankly, from where I am sitting, Lindsay's breasts look like they are
the same size as yours are, but as we both know," I said to forestall
her response, "there are a hundred ways to enhance the visual appearance
of them.  But at the moment, she is wearing a sweatshirt, which is
reducing any enhancements her bra might be giving her."

Patrisha looked at me, then at Lindsay.  Lindsay smiled quickly and as
one the two of them stood up.  Patrisha was wearing a simple t-shirt
and white bra.  I knew this because I watched her get dressed this
morning, but I was reminded of it again as she peeled her shirt off
and reached behind her and unhooked her bra, sliding it off her
shoulders and tossing it at me.  Lindsay was wearing a basic grey
sweatshirt and she quickly pulled it over her head and tossed it on
top of Patrisha's shirt and undid her own white bra, tossing it also
on top of Patrisha's bra on the couch.  I had not moved.  Standing in
front of me were two women, naked from the waist up, both proud of
their breasts and almost taunting me to say something.  Lindsay was
smaller than Patrisha, but it was such a small difference that my
earlier comment could stand.  Lindsay's nipples were larger than
Patrisha's but both sets were hard and erect.  I looked into the face
of each lady and saw lust there.

"Hmm, an interesting issue," I said, standing and looking at both
ladies.  I walked around behind them, taking my own shirt of in the
process, just to make them feel at ease.  "If you don't mind," I said
standing behind them and sliding my hand up their sides until I was
cupping the outside breast in each hand.  Patrisha leaned back against
me while Lindsay continued to stand, almost as if she was not sure of
what was happening.  I held each breast in my hand, slowly squeezing
them, measuring them, feeling their different weights.  Patrisha's
were larger and heavier.  Lindsay's seemed to be almost air, there was
that much of a difference.  I continued to gently massage Lindsay's
breast but I started moving my thumb back and forth over Patrisha's
hard nipple, causing her to shudder slightly and moan.  Lindsay brought
her hand up to mine and indicated that I should do the same to her,
which I wasted no time in doing, slowly rolling and flicking her larger
nipples.  I let them sigh and enjoy the feelings for a couple of
moments before I started to gently pinch them, rolling each nipple
between my finger and thumb.  I knew what Patrisha's reaction would be,
she loved this treatment, and I was pinching her nipples harder than I
was Lindsay's.

"Well.  I cannot really tell," I said, smiling behind the pair of them.
"Maybe I need to look more closely."

I came around Lindsay's side, dragging my hand along her back and side
until I was now facing them.  Patrisha pushed her chest out slightly,
and I slid my hand up her side, mirroring my actions with Lindsay.
Both were breathing deeply and a little unevenly, a pink tinge spread
across the upper part of their chests.  While squeezing and flicking
their outside breasts, I knelt before them and slowly ran my tongue
over Lindsay's upturned nipple.  She gasped as I did this and then I
turned my head to repeat the motion on Patrisha who moaned out loud.
I angled the two women so that their breasts were touching and I could
lick and suck on both nipples at the same time.  This seemed to bring
moans of delight from both women which were escalated when I started
pinching their nipples again.  I did this for a couple of minutes
before standing up and kissing Lindsay who enthusiastically kissed me
back.  While I was kissing her, I reached for Patrisha's hand and
pulled it up to play with the wet nipple I had just been sucking.
Lindsay moaned into my mouth and Patrisha moved me a little to the side
as she bend down and started sucking Lindsay's nipple.  Not to be out
done, I bent down and started sucking Lindsay's other nipple.  Lindsay
began to breath irregularly, her legs beginning to shake from the
effort to hold herself up and breath while pleasure swept through her.

An evil thought crossed through my mind and I reached over to pinch
Patrisha's nipple, now a little pebble in the center of her breast.
I let my hands wander between pinching Patrisha and stroking Lindsay's
abdomen, raising little goose bumps on each woman.

I swiveled from where I was sucking to suck on Patrisha.  This got a
moan and a sigh from her and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lindsay
pull Patrisha up to her and kiss her.  I picked my time and began
sucking harder on Patrisha's nipple.  Lindsay broke the kiss and bend
her head to suck Patrisha's free nipple and that was enough to send
her over the edge.  I knew Patrisha had sensitive nipples and once I
had managed to bring her to a small orgasm by just sucking them.  This
was twice.  I caught her as she started to slump and managed to get
her to the couch, her breathing coming fast and shallow. She curled
against me and kissed me hard, then pulled Lindsay down on top of us
and kissed her before laying her head back.

"Wow," she said, somewhat breathlessly.

"I don't think I have ever seen that before," Lindsay said, somewhat
amazed.

I managed to adjust myself a little before Patrisha leaned against me,
her breathing returning to normal, her chest pink.

"I think," I said, as if making a pronouncement, "that size is not an
issue here.  You both have very lovely breasts, if I do say so myself."

Patrisha turned her head and looked at me, smiling and then bent to
suck my nipple in to her mouth.  I tipped my head back and enjoyed the
feeling as my already hard cock received more stimulus.  Lindsay was
standing, watching, and I smiled up at her.  She smiled back and licked
her lips, just as Patrisha managed to find a particularly sensitive spot.
This made me moan and tip my head back again, my cock throbbing more
in the confined space of my jeans.  I moaned even harder when I felt a
second tongue on my other nipple before Lindsay nipped it between her
teeth.  My cock surged again, hard and oozing.  I slid my hands down
each woman's side.  For Patrisha, I slid my hand under the waist of her
jeans and gently squeezed her ass.  For Lindsay, I caught her breast
again and squeezed it as they continued sucking me.  I was thrusting
against Patrisha's hip rhythmically, something I would have to stop or
I would come in my jeans.  I would have to take matters into my own
hands, so to speak.

I reached down and found the button on Lindsay's pants and popped it
open and slid the zipper down enough that I could slide my hands into
the top of her panties which she made easier for me by pushing her
pants and panties down and putting her wet pussy where my hand could
reach it.  She had a small strip of hair leading down to wet, swollen
lips, that parted easily as I slid my finger between them, her clit
was hard and distended and she gasped and trembled when I rolled my
finger over it.

"If we are going to go any farther ladies," I began, "we are going to
have to move to the bedroom because this couch just does not have
enough room for the three of us."

That earned me a giggle and a couple of kisses as they both got up and
headed down the short hallway to the bedroom, with me bringing up the
rear and enjoying the view of the two rears in front of me.

Lindsay was helping Patrisha out her pants when I got there, pushing
her panties and jeans down her legs.  I just stood and watched, enjoying
the view.  I love the sight of Patrisha's naked body.  Her legs are
firm from climbing but not thin.  Her ass is a wonderful handful, round
and soft and fun to pinch.  Lindsay was teasing her by kissing the top
of Patrisha's hip bones, two places on her body where she is both
ticklish and if you do it just right, highly excitable and Patrisha was
moaning slightly as Lindsay kissed down towards her pussy.  I decided
to help out and slid behind Patrisha, taking her breasts in my hands
and rolling her nipples between my fingers, my cock nestled between her
ass cheeks.  She slumped against me, allowing Lindsay better access to
her swollen, wet labia, her breath coming in short gasps as the two of
us worked her over.  I could tell Lindsay was working on her clit
because Patrisha started moaning and sighing and bending away from me,
forcing her nipples into my hands where I pulled and pinched even
harder on them until she screamed as her orgasm ran through her,
pushing Lindsay away at the same time she turned to kiss me hard, her
body trembling from the release of energy.  I helped her stumble to
the bed before turning to Lindsay.

"She seemed to enjoy that," I said to her before kissing her gently,
enjoying Patrisha's flavor on her lips.  This seemed to excite Lindsay
who turned up the heat and started sucking on my tongue.  I let my
hands roam over her body before sliding her panties and jeans off.
Her skin was soft, but in a completely different way than Patrisha's.

We made our way over to the bed and Patrisha moved over and let Lindsay
crawl into the bed.  She had just turned and was getting in, her ass
in an open position, when I grabbed her hips and sunk my tongue
between her ass cheeks, flicking at the bud of her ass.  She paused
before the sigh escaped her and she bent forward more at her hips,
opening her ass to my ministrations.  I rolled her clit with my thumb
while I continued rimming her ass, her moans and little whimpers
telling me when she really liked something.  I did this for a couple
of minutes, getting her more excited and wet before I licked her length
and told her to lay down and get comfortable.  She sighed a little
before settling on her back in the middle of the bed.

My cock was hard and leaking fluid, a fact that Patrisha noticed as I
followed Lindsay into the bed.  Patrisha reached across and caught my
swinging member in her hand and slowly ran her thumb over the head of
my cock, making me shiver.  Lindsay reached up and cupped and squeezed
my balls, adding to the enjoyment.  I let the ladies stroke me, taking
turns between running their nails up and down my hard length and
sucking my precum off their fingers like a treat.

I winked at Patrisha and she let me go enough so that I could bend
over Lindsay and start sucking her breast again while Patrisha moved
between Lindsay's legs.  It was a very erotic scene watching Patrisha
slowly lick and suck at Lindsay's clit while I sucked and pulled on
her nipples.  Lindsay was lost in a world of desire and Patrisha was
not hurrying.  I slid a hand down and rolled Lindsay's hard clit
between my fingers while Patrisha was licking her opening before I was
chased away by her mouth as she settled over Lindsay's clit and started
sucking slowly and carefully, building Lindsay up.  Lindsay started
flexing her hips, rolling her shoulders and moaning with desire before
her orgasm rolled over her, flushing her skin pink and pushing her
clit into Patrisha's mouth before flopping limply on the bed,
completely spent.  Patrisha looked quite happy as she looked up from
her nest, gently kissing the inside of Lindsay's thighs.

Patrisha had a look of pure lust on her face now and she was looking
at me, or rather at my hard cock, pulsing in time with the beat of my
heart.  Like a lioness, she crawled up my body, kissing me and moving
her warm, wet pussy over my groin, almost willing my cock to slide
inside her and finally succeeding, a hiss of pleasure escaping her as
she took my whole length into her.  It was a wonderful feeling, warm
and wet and tight. I knew what she wanted and I began thrusting against
her as she tried to suck me inside of her from two directions.  I
managed to get a hand free and capture a nipple squeezing it tight
and bringing her orgasm rocking through her followed by my own
explosion filling her before she collapsed on top of me, breathing
hard and sweating.

"I love you," I whispered into her ear.

"I love you too," she replied, almost too tired to move.

I managed to get Lindsay to move over enough to roll Patrisha and
myself over.

"Next time," Lindsay said, slipping an arm around Patrisha's waist,
"I get to fuck you."  Whether or not she was talking about me or
Patrisha was not clear.

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