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Author: Virgil Black
Title: A Goodbye Present
Universe: Part of the 'Losing My Shirt' universe
Summary: A young man goes on a dinner date with two of his sister's
sixteen year old friends
Keywords: Mf, Mff, pett, oral, anal

This story picks up with characters and events from "Losing My Shirt,"
"Booty Call," and "Getting Wet," so maybe you should read those first:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/virgil_black/txt/losing_my_shirt.txt
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/virgil_black/txt/booty_call.txt
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/virgil_black/txt/getting_wet.txt

If you enjoyed this story, please let the author know:
virgilblack@gmail.com





A GOODBYE PRESENT

My cellphone rang during my lunch break Friday. I recognized the
number.

"Hi Christine," I answered.

"Hey."

"So what's up?" It had been two weeks since we had gotten together,
and I hoped that she was going to be home alone again tomorrow night.
I was only going to be around this weekend and the next before I went
back to school, and I wanted for us to hook up.

"So, I know it's short notice, and you can say no if you have other
plans, but do you wanna go out with me and Amy for dinner and other
stuff tomorrow night? Sort of a goodbye present, since you're leaving
soon," she asked.

Hell yes I did! "Sure, that sounds fun. What are the plans?"

"Um, we don't have plans for anything fancy. Could you come around my
house about 8?"

"No problem," I replied.

"Oh yeah, do you like sushi?" she asked.

"I love it," I told her.

"Amy wants to go for sushi. I've never had it before, but she says
I'll like it."

"Yeah, you will. It's better than it sounds."

"Okay, so... we'll see you then?"

"Absolutely!"

"Great! Well, bye."

"Bye-bye."

- - - - -

It was an understatement to say I was looking forward to my date with
Amy and Christine. I spent the rest of the day Friday and all day
Saturday thinking about it.

Megan came to my room while I was getting dressed before leaving to
meet the girls. "Going out with Christine, huh?"

"What'd she tell you?" I asked.

"That she was going to take you out for dinner and try to get you to
stay the night," she answered, smiling. "And I'll keep your secret,
but you have to promise to tell me everything that happens."

"You should just get Christine to tell you," I replied.

"Maybe I'll do that, too."

"I'm not telling you anything, Megan. I'm too much of a gentleman," I
said.

She laughed. "No you aren't!"

"Well, I'm still not going to tell you. And you're not going to say
anything, either."

"No, I won't," she admitted. She frowned. "But I have to admit I'm
kind of jealous! Have fun, Bro," she said as she left my room. "See
you tomorrow." She stopped and turned back to me. "And I WILL find out
what happened, so you better make it good."

It seemed that Christine hadn't told her anything about Amy coming
along. Maybe Megan didn't know I'd been fooling around with her other
friend, too. I knew I was playing it pretty close to the edge. For me
this was just for fun, and I think it was for the girls, too, but they
were only sixteen and I didn't want any hurt feelings or jealousy. It
was all ending soon, anyway.

- - - - -

I arrived at Christine's house right at 8 o'clock. Amy's car was out
front, so I parked in the driveway.

Amy answered the door. It hadn't seen her for weeks. "Hey, baby," she
said, grabbing my arms. She pulled herself up on tiptoes and kissed me
on the mouth. "I've missed you!"

"Hi Amy," I greeted her. "I've missed you, too."

She was wearing a silky black skirt that fell about halfway down her
thighs, and a matching camisole top. I could tell she wasn't wearing a
bra from the way the fabric fell over her breasts.

"Christine is still upstairs getting dressed. She wanted me to tell
you to put your car in the garage. I'll open it and you can drive in."

We took care of that, and by the time I was back in the house,
Christine was downstairs, too. She was beautiful in pretty green and
white sundress that came down to her knees. I kissed her, too, on the
cheek.

"Well, let's go!" said Amy, and we all went outside to her car.

- - - - -

Amy drove us to what she said was her favorite sushi place. It was
downtown, so it took us a while to get there. I was sitting up front
with Amy, but it was Christine who did most of the talking. She wanted
to know what I was studying in school and what living in New York City
was like. When we got to the restaurant, we carried on pretty much the
same conversation after we sat down at the sushi bar. Both the girls
were thinking about college - they would be Juniors this year, and
would take the SAT and wanted to start figuring out what schools they
wanted to go to.

I like sushi, though I'm not an expert, and I thought dinner was good.
Christine started out nervous about the raw fish, but after trying a
few different kinds, she decided she liked it and was willing to eat
almost anything. We were all having a lot of fun.

The only surprising thing happened just before we left. Amy came back
from the restroom and dropped her folded napkin in my lap. "Open it,"
she said. So I did. There was a small scrap of black fabric inside.

"What is it?" I asked, picking it up by the strings that were attached
to it.

"Don't hold them up!" Amy cried.

Oh my goodness. They were Amy's underpants - a tiny black g-string.
The sushi chef was working right in front of me. I caught his eye, and
he smiled, quickly looking down at the fish he was slicing. Amy
noticed him and started to blush. Christine laughed, covering her
mouth.

"Don't laugh, Chrissy," Amy said, "You haven't been wearing any all
evening!" Now Christine turned red, too.

Amy looked back at the sushi chef, who pretended to be concentrating
on his knife work. Except he had a big grin on his face.

"That's right," she said, loudly, drawing the attention of some other
customers. "We're both going to fuck his brains out tonight."

Now my face felt hot. "So, uh, we'll just take the check, please," I
said to the man.

- - - - -

When we got to the car, Christine told me to get in the back with her.
As soon as Amy started the car, Christine leaned over and started
kissing me, her hand on my thigh.

"Hey, no fair!" Amy said when she glanced in the rear view mirror.
That didn't stop us.

Christine didn't waste any time. She had her tongue in my mouth and
her hand on my package before we left the parking lot. I stroked her
silky thighs and back as she squeezed my hardening cock, her breasts
pressed against my chest as we kissed.

"Can I take it out?" she whispered into my mouth, our lips almost
together. I nodded. Her hands went to my belt, which she unbuckled.
Then she pulled my shirt up and unfastened and unzipped my slacks. She
stuck her hand inside, rubbing my growing erection through my boxers.
"Oh, that's nice," she whispered again, feeling the length of my
shaft. "Help me get it out."

I lifted my butt off the seat and pushed my pants down a little.
Christine used both of her hands to force my boxers down, and then she
pulled my cock free, wrapping one soft hand around the glans.

"Oh, come on!" Amy exclaimed from the front. I could see her eyes in
the mirror. "What are you doing? You have to wait for me!"

But we weren't waiting, it seemed. Christine lifted her dress and
straddled me. She aimed the fat head of my cock right into her already
damp pussy, and ran it back and forth in the wet groove, lubricating
it with her juices while she twirled her tongue in my mouth.

I broke the kiss. "Baby, do you want protection?" I asked her in a
whisper.

"No, I'm on the pill, and I trust you," she said quietly, nuzzling my
ear. "Thanks for asking, though. You're sweet."

She directed my cock to the opening of her vagina and stuck her tongue
in my ear as she sank down on me, her hot sheath enveloping the thick
tip of my cock as I wedged her open.

"Oh, shit!" she groaned as I penetrated into her, splitting her slick
insides open with my rod. She rocked up and down on me slowly, sinking
deeper each time until I was fully embedded into her, her smooth pussy
lips stretched around base of my fat shaft.

"No. Way." Amy exclaimed, apparently watching Christine rise and fall
over my lap. "You guys stop that right now, or I'm pulling over!"

"I love how I can feel you so deep inside," she said, breathing into
my ear. "Just let me fuck you, okay? Let me do all the work." I nodded
and ran my hands up her back, her full tits rubbing lightly against my
chest as she rode me.

"Just get us home quickly, sweetie" I replied to Amy, leaning around
Christine so I could see Amy's eyes in the mirror. "But be careful -
and keep your eyes on the road."

"It's not fair!" she said again. "Dammit Chris, just don't use him up,
okay?"

"Mmmhmm," Christine moaned.

She rode my cock gently, sliding slowly on the rigid organ, her slick
canal squeezing my flesh as she rose up and sank down. Her fluids
dripped, cooling, over my balls. I slipped my hands under her dress
and cupped her smooth bottom.

"You feel so good around me, baby," I breathed into her ear. "Your
pussy is so tight and hot around my cock." She moaned and ground her
clit against me when she pressed down. "Your little pussy is drooling
all over me, baby. Are you always this wet?"

"I am for you," she whispered, and when she kissed me I slid my tongue
deep into her mouth.

She rode me slowly all the long drive back to her house, sliding up
and down my prick, teasing me until I was throbbing with excitement.
My cock had never been harder. She had been teasing herself, too, and
she was perspiring and flushed when Amy finally pulled the car into
the driveway at Christine's house. But still, she didn't stop fucking
me.

Amy got out and opened the back door. "All right, get off him and
let's get him inside," she told Christine, but Christine still
wouldn't stop.

"All right, baby, let's go inside," I told her, lifting her off my
rod. Her juicy pussy sucked at my cock as I pulled her off.

"Ooohhh," she pouted, "Okay." She turned and slid over to the door as
I pulled up my pants. I followed her out of the car and we both
stumbled to the front door, feeling a little lightheaded.

"You need your keys, Chris," Amy said, irritated, trying the locked
door. Chris dug into her purse, but couldn't find them. "Give it to
me, I'll do it," said Amy, snatching the purse. She quickly found the
house key and let us in.

Christine flopped down on the couch in her living room, fanning
herself. I was starting to feel better as more blood finally came back
to my head.

"God, Chris, you're such a slut!" laughed Amy.

"Hey, be nice, Amy," I warned her.

"Yeah, Ame, you would have done the same thing if you'd had the
chance," Christine replied.

"So, I'm a slut, too," answered Amy. "Is there anything to drink
here?" she asked.

"There's an open bottle of wine in the fridge. It's almost full."
Christine said. "I'll just tell my mom I spilled it or something."

"Cool."

Amy left for the kitchen and came back with three glasses of wine. She
sat down next to Christine on the sofa and I sat on a chair across
from them. We sipped from our glasses quietly.

"So, what now?" Amy asked, finally breaking the silence.

"I have an idea," I said. "Do you girls want to play a game?" They
looked at me dubiously.

"What? Like strip poker? Didn't we do that already?" Amy replied,
smiling.

"No, this is a different kind of game," I said.

"Oh?"

"It's a game where you both get to come."

"That sounds more interesting," Amy smiled.

"What do we have to do?" asked Christine, a little suspiciously.

"Not much, I'll do most of it."

"If it's a game, how do I win?" Amy wanted to know.

"The winner is whoever comes first," I answered.

"And what do I win?" she asked. She stuck her tongue out at Christine.

"You get to decide what we do next."

"Then I'm in," said Amy.

"Um, I guess so," said Christine.

"Good," I said.

I dragged the coffee table away from the sofa and put my glass down on
it. "So, first, turn around and kneel on the sofa. Copy Christine,
Amy. Now, lean over a little and put your hands on the back, or you
can rest on your elbows, whatever is comfortable." They both did as I
asked, and now the two girls were facing away from me, their bottoms
in almost the correct position. "Christine, could you come just a
little closer to Amy." She slid over. "That's good."

Christine was on my left hand and Amy was on my right. "I start like
this," I said, as I slid a hand up the inner thigh of each girl,
stopping before I reached their pussies. They both turned and looked
back at me. "Is that okay?" I asked.

"Yeah," said Amy. Christine nodded. Amy spread her legs a little more
and leaned forward, resting on her elbows. She wiggled her bottom.
Christine just arched her back a little.

Lifting their dresses as I moved my hands, I kept stroking them from
their bare hips, down the outside of their thighs, and back up the
inside, tracing a path over their firm bottoms with my fingers but
avoiding contact with their vulvas. I tried to mirror the motions of
my hands on each girl. Before long both of them were pushing back
against my hands, trying to get more contact. Christine was now facing
forward, but Amy still had her head turned, watching me. She mouthed
the word "Hurry," so I slid each hand up between the girls' legs and
cupped their bare pussies. They were both steaming hot. Amy moaned and
ground her ass back against my palm. I sunk my fingers into the clefts
between their labium. Now Christine groaned and arched her back,
pushing herself hard against my hand as I rubbed her wet slot. My
thumbs rested over their buttholes, making small circles around the
cute little puckers, and Amy was really getting into it, rolling her
hips around and humping up against my hand. After a few minutes of
that, I reached under to give their clits some attention, too, and
both girls whimpered a little, Amy now shutting her eyes. I rubbed
them slowly, pressing the little button with my index and middle
fingers and rolling it softly with my fingertips. Both girls were
breathing heavily.

After a while, I slid the middle finger of each hand up inside each
girl. Christine gasped. A moment later I followed those fingers with
my index fingers, and began drawing them both in and out slowly,
rubbing my fingertips along the rear walls of their vaginas. Both
girls were squirming now, but Amy seemed closer to coming, her body
trembling slightly and her breathing rapid, and I decided to try to
push her over. I slicked my thumb in the juices lathered around her
pussy and pushed it slowly but steadily against her asshole. Amy let
out a growl when my thumb popped inside her ass as the tight pucker
gave way, sliding smoothly up inside her. I could feel her from both
sides as she started coming.

"Oh, yeah, oh, God!" she cried, her asshole and pussy clamping around
my digits, her legs shaking and tummy heaving as her back arched.

My thumb was still teasing her butthole as I wiggled my fingers inside
Christine's pussy. She hadn't come yet. Amy was just recovering from
her orgasm, but straightened her back and turned to face her friend,
my fingers and thumb still inside her.

"So I win," she said, breathing hard, "But now we have to make Chrissy
come." Amy grabbed her arm and spun Christine to face her before
reaching around her back and quickly unzipping her dress. Christine
looked dazed, my fingers still working her insides. Amy then pulled
Christine's dress off over her head. "And then we'll let these puppies
out," she said, reaching around Christine's back again to unclasp her
bra, which she pulled off, the cups dropping away from her gorgeous
breasts. "I've wanted to try this for a while," Amy said, looking me
right in the eyes before cupping Christine's tits in her small hands.
Christine moaned.

Amy ran her soft hands all around Christine's breasts and dragged her
palms over her engorged nipples, causing small shocks to run through
Christine's stomach. I watched, rapt, while slowly fingering
Christine's moist pussy, my thumb, slippery with her honey, teasing
the pucker of her anus. "I've also wanted to try this," Amy said as
she leaned in to kiss her friend, her red, wet lips softly touching
Christine's. Her tongue darted out and licked Christine's lips as she
pulled away. Christine sighed, her breath heavy. She was trembling,
her hands clasped around Amy's upper arms.

"And there's also this," Amy said, her right hand dropping from
Christine's breast and slipping down her stomach and between her legs.
I felt her fingers brush mine as she slid them through Christine's wet
folds.

"Oh, God," Christine gasped. Her thighs were beginning to quiver. I
fucked her harder with my fingers, the pad of my thumb pressed against
her butthole.

"Will you come for us, Chrissy?" Amy whispered, gently rubbing
Christine's excited clitoris.

"Uh huh," she gasped. Amy leaned in for another kiss. I saw Christine
part her lips as Amy's tongue slid into her mouth. Then Christine
came, her whole body shaking as she was wracked by spasms. She held on
to her friend Amy to keep from falling over as the two kissed. Just
when she started to come down from her climax, I pressed my slick
thumb hard against her butt, and it slipped into her tight pucker past
the first knuckle. The shock set Christine off, and she came again,
groaning into Amy's mouth. I could feel her muscles squeezing my
fingers and thumb over and over.

"Oh, wow," Amy breathed, breaking the kiss as Christine finally
started to relax. "Let's let her lay down, okay?" she said to me.

I pulled my digits out from inside from each of them, receiving little
sighs in turn. We lowered Christine to the sofa, one leg draped off
the edge. Amy kneeled over her. "You okay, Chrissy?"

Christine smiled and nodded. "Yeah, Ame, I'm okay." She put her arms
around Amy and pulled her down into a hug. "That was really nice."

Amy snuggled against her friend, nuzzling her neck. I thought maybe I
should leave them alone for a little while, so I stepped back from the
couch and grabbed my wine glass.

"Hey, where are you going?" Christine asked.

"Um, just getting a refill." I held up the glass.

"Okay, but hurry back. Amy gets to choose next."

- - - - -

I washed up in the kitchen, and poured the last of the wine into my
glass. I could hear them talking in the living room, but I couldn't
make out what they said. I waited a long time, sipping from the wine,
until Amy got impatient. My cock had barely deflated at all, but at
least it was no longer painfully erect.

"Are you coming back, or what?" she yelled.

That was my cue, and I went back to join them. Amy was still laying on
top of Christine, who was naked except for her shoes.

"I get to pick now, and I want you to fuck me," Amy said. "So you
better get undressed."

"Right here?" I asked.

"Yep."

"Are you sure we wouldn't be more comfortable in a bed?"

She shrugged her shoulders.

I started to take off my shirt as the two girls, cuddling on the
couch, watched me. I sat down to take off my shoes and socks, and then
removed my pants. Last of all, I pushed my underwear down my legs and
stepped out of them. My hard cock bobbed in front of me.

Amy sat up next to Christine, who also sat up, folding her legs on the
sofa. Amy pulled off her top, exposing her bare breasts. "You should
start by eating me, though," she said, spreading her legs as she
pulled her skirt up her thighs, exposing her moist pussy. I dropped to
my knees and crawled over to her on the floor, my long, hard dick
swinging from side to side. Christine giggled.

When I got to her, I slid my hands up her toned thighs and grabbed the
waistband of Amy's skirt. She lifted her legs in the air and I pulled
it down over her hips and off, past the sexy platform sandals she was
still wearing. She spread her legs around me and I leaned into her,
wrapping my arms underneath her thighs, my hands over her hips, and
pulled her ass to the edge of the cushion. She draped her legs over my
shoulders. I applied my tongue to her wet lips, gently licking the
salty, sweet dew from her smooth labia. Amy moaned, her fingers
stroking through my hair.

I ate her slowly, teasing her, and never touching her clitoris. Her
pussy dripped nectar which I eagerly lapped up, slowly drilling my
tongue inside her and licking down between her cheeks to get the drops
that had flowed there, licking softly at the pucker of her anus. She
pressed her hands against my head, encouraging me to be more forceful,
but I resisted.

As I ate her, I watched Christine snuggle up to her side, and begin
stroking her stomach and breasts. Amy turned her head and the two
kissed again, softly, which made Christine smile. She experimented by
flicking her tongue out, licking Amy's red lips, while her fingers
found Amy's nipples, tracing circles around one and pinching it
lightly before switching to the other.

Soon, Amy had had enough teasing from both of us. "Oh, just fuck me
now since you won't let me come," she said.

Still on my knees, I straightened up, lifting Amy's legs up on my
shoulders. I hooked my left hand around her thigh and with my right I
lined my cock up with her pussy. I pushed the head up and down between
her puffy lips, picking up her slick juices. I pressed the head of my
cock into her clit, mashing the little button and making her gasp,
before sliding my dick down through the slippery folds of her vulva
and pushing the glans against her tight hole, stretching her open just
a little bit before pulling away. She squirmed and tried to press
toward me, aching to get my rod inside her, but I wouldn't let her.

While I repeated this move over and over, Christine had crawled up to
her knees, and was leaning over Amy, nuzzling and kissing her neck.
Amy had one hand on Christine's head, running her fingers through her
hair, and the other on her back, stroking her softly. I noticed
Christine's hand creeping slowly down Amy's belly toward her mons.
Amy's eyes were half closed and her mouth was open, panting quietly.

I timed it so that the tip of my cock was nestled against the entrance
to Amy's vagina when Christine finally reached her pussy. As
Christine's fingers slipped around the hood surrounding her friend's
pearl, I pressed into Amy's canal, stretching the orifice and
splitting her tender, slick tunnel open as the fat head rammed into
her body. Amy arched her back and groaned as I slowly drilled deeper
into her while Christine felt her way lower, her now wet fingers
sliding around the shaft of my cock where it entered Amy. She stopped
kissing Amy and turned her head to watch as I began fucking her
friend.

I dropped Amy's legs from my shoulders and caught them in my hands,
pushing her knees back a little and spreading them wide. I drove in
and out of her slowly at first, but using the whole length of my cock
each time. She was slick and wet, but her sweet, tight pussy clung to
my shaft on each long stroke. Christine, meanwhile, was slowly and
gently rubbing Amy's button, forcing small tremors through her tummy.
With the slow and steady stimulation we provided, Amy was getting very
close to orgasm - I could see it in her eyes and in the tension in her
legs, her taut thighs flexing as I held them apart. I started fucking
her faster and harder, setting her firm breasts jiggling as I slammed
deep into her warm body again and again.

She started grunting with each thrust, and Christine sped up her
movements, trapping Amy's clit between her fingertips and wanking it
quickly. "Oh, fuck! Fuck!" Amy shouted, grabbing a handful of
Christine's hair as she started to come, her lean body writhing under
our assault as strong spasms raced up and down her torso. Her pussy
muscles clamped tight around my thrusting member, squeezing me hard,
but I continued to fuck her, ramming into her quivering flesh as she
thrashed. Amy cried out repeatedly while climaxing, until Christine
covered her mouth with her own.

When Amy couldn't take anymore, she pulled Christine's hand away from
her pussy, but she couldn't stop me from fucking her as I raced for my
own orgasm. Amy sobbed as my groin slapped against hers, my shaft
reaching deep inside her body. I pounded her again and again, her legs
spread wide apart, breasts and thighs jiggling, while Christine kissed
her face and neck. I was nearly ready to come myself - my own organ
had been thrumming hard since the car ride home. Finally, I felt a
wave of tremendous release pass through my body as the muscles in my
groin tightened and my balls emptied, pulse after pulse of semen
streaming out of them and up my turgid cock into Amy's warm, wet
tunnel. I roared and I felt like I was going to faint - the light
dimmed and I saw stars.

"Oh, yes! Do it, babe!" Amy cried when she felt the first of many
blasts of come splash against the walls of her vagina. I kept
thrusting into her, electric shocks from my supersensitive organ
jolting my nerves, coating my shaft with slippery ejaculate that soon
smeared her bare labia, drawn out of her by my pistoning cock.

"Oh, baby, baby," Amy said, reaching for me. I leaned down over her as
Christine backed out of the way and kissed her hard, our tongues
wrestling inside her mouth. She grabbed my hair with her free hand and
roughly pulled me closer, sucking the breath from my lungs as I slowly
pumped in and out of her overheated pussy. Just as roughly she pulled
me away and turned to kiss Christine. I watched their red lips meet,
pink tongues slipping back and forth, as I straightened up again.

I pulled my cock out of Amy, still half hard and dripping with our
combined juices, and slapped it wetly against her mons, splattering my
come in the small patch of pubic hair she allowed to grow there. Amy's
reached down and grabbed my wilting member, squeezing the last few
drops of runny jizz out onto her belly and spreading it around with my
softening glans.

"Oh, wow. I've never done that before," she said, when Christine
finally pulled away from their sloppy kiss, wiping the drool from her
chin and lips. "I can still feel the aftershocks!"

Christine smiled. "That was pretty fun!" she said.

I was still catching my breath, kneeling between Amy's spread legs.
Both of us were messy with come, and Christine noticed.

"Oh, no! I hope you didn't get that all over the couch," she said.
"You two go clean up, quick, before you make an even bigger mess down
here!"

- - - - -

Amy dragged me upstairs to Christine's mom's bathroom, which was
bigger than the one Christine and her brothers shared. As we climbed
the stairs, she held one hand between her legs, trying not to let my
spunk drip out from inside her and onto the carpet. Christine was
wiping some of it off the floor in the living room already, although
the sofa had been spared.

The shower was large and glass-walled, with multiple shower heads. Amy
kicked off her shoes, turned on the water, and waited for it to get
hot. "Get in, dirty boy," she said. I stepped into the shower and she
followed me, immediately soaking herself from top to toe in the spray,
her dark hair plastered against her neck and shoulders. It was a
pleasure to wash her down, soaping up her slippery skin and feeling
her firm body all over. The only other time we had showered together
had been after the final booty call she'd given me earlier in the
summer, and I'd taken her from behind then, up against the tile wall
as the water poured over us. The thought of that caused my dick to
thicken, which Amy quickly took advantage of, masturbating me slowly
with her sudsy hands until I was almost fully hard. Then she rinsed me
off and sank down to her knees in front of me, ready to take my cock
into her mouth.

"Uh, you guys shouldn't be in here," said Christine as she came into
the bathroom. "Hey!" she cried, when she saw Amy about to suck me.
"It's supposed to be my turn now!"

"Oh, well, I was just getting him ready for you, Chrissy," explained
Amy, chuckling.

"Why don't you come in, too, babe?" I asked her.

"You're already naked," added Amy.

"Okay, I guess I have to clean up in here later anyway."

She stepped into the shower with us, holding her hair up to keep it
from getting wet, and stood under one of the spray nozzles. I poured
some body wash into my hands. "This is my favorite part," I explained.

"I'll help, too," said Amy, and she lathered her hands as well.

We both washed Christine's lush body until she was tingling. Amy spent
extra time soaping up Christine's large tits, squeezing them one at a
time with both her small hands. Christine cooed from all the
attention, her skin flush from the heat of the water and arousal. My
cock was throbbing hard, waving around like a divining rod, the head
purplish and shiny.

"Looks like you're both ready for the next part," Amy said. "What'll
we do?"

Christine shut off the water. "Let's dry off and go to my room."

- - - - -

Christine climbed on to her bed, on her hands and knees. "I want it
like this," she said, wiggling her bottom. I got behind her, kneeling,
and put my hands on her hips. She still had the sexy pale triangle
from her small bikini in the middle of her bottom.

"Sexy tan, Chrissy," I said, recalling our last afternoon together.
She giggled in response.

"What'll I do?" asked Amy.

"Get up here," I told her. "You'll think of something." Amy got on the
bed and kneeled next to me, one of her breasts pressing into my arm.
She put one hand over mine on Christine's hip, and the other around my
hip. Christine was looking back at us.

"So this is what doggy-style looks like. No wonder guys like it. Maybe
I'll just watch for a while," Amy said.

"You ready, Chrissy?" I asked.

"I've been ready since we left the restaurant!"

I grabbed my cock with my right hand and aimed the swollen glans at
Christine's moist pussy. I slid it back and forth through her slit,
but she was too impatient for those preliminaries.

"Just hurry up and fuck me," she demanded. I placed my cockhead at the
steamy canal opening, and sunk into her. She was stretched wide around
the thick shaft, the mushroom tip lodged inside her tight sheath.

"Ooooh!" she moaned.

"That was neat!" Amy said. "I've never seen it up close like that! Not
for real. Can you do it again?"

I nodded and pulled out. Her narrow opening clasped around my cock as
I broke free. Christine moaned again.

I look at Amy. "Ready?" I said, and pushed back into Christine,
wedging her open again, her pussyhole snapping shut around the now
slick shaft of my cock.

"Wow," Amy said.

"Oooooh, damn, that's nice. But quit fooling around and just fuck me,
okay?" she pleaded.

"Okay, baby, I'm sorry."

I looked over at Amy, kneeling next to me.

"Since I'm not slippery yet, I have to go in just a little at a time
until my cock gets coated," I told her, working my rod in and out of
her friend's quim in short thrusts.

"I know that," she replied. Christine was moaning again as I got
deeper inside her.

"Pretty soon I'll be able to go in all the way, and then we can really
give it to her." I explained. Amy nodded, her hand slipping from my
hip to my ass.

It didn't take long. Christine was very slippery inside, and her honey
soon covered my cock. I was sliding the full length in and out of her,
the fat tip pressing against her cervix each time I thrust in. She was
down on her elbows now, her full breasts hanging below her slender
chest, swinging back and forth as I fucked her slowly, pulling her
hips back to me as I pushed into to her. Her head was down between her
arms. I started to speed up, slapping against her a little more
rapidly. Christine made a small grunt with each thrust and her tits
swung more�� wildly, her nipples almost dragging on the soft cotton
sheets.

Amy's hand had dropped from mine on Christine's hip. She began
stroking her own pussy lightly as she watched us fuck, her other hand
squeezing my butt cheek.

"Stop for a minute, guys," she asked.

I did. "Hey," complained Christine, "I think it's still my turn!"

"I just want to try something, Chrissy. You'll like it," Amy
explained. "Get up on your hands again," she said. Christine complied,
and Amy let go of my waist and lay down on the bed next to her. "Now,
kind of get over me, Chrissy." We both scooted over, my cock still
buried deep in Christine's tight box. It was awkward, but Amy was
below us now, her legs together as we both straddled her. Her face was
right below Christine's. "Get it?" she asked.

Christine nodded, and I began fucking her again, very slowly at first.
Amy put her hands on Christine's back and, stroking her, the two girls
kissed, Christine's hanging breasts pressed to Amy's own.

"Do it hard, now, babe," Christine said, and I obliged her, slamming
into her forcefully on each stroke. Her bottom slapped against my
stomach.

Amy soon wiggled down, her face between Christine's heavy breasts, and
captured one in each hand. She sucked a nipple into her mouth. "You
can bite them a little, if you want, Amy," Christine said breathily. I
kept fucking her, slamming against her body, sending ripples through
her buttocks and hips while Amy played with her tits. Much too soon, I
could feel the come starting to rise in my nuts as the sensitive head
of my cock began tingling and tension built in my groin, but I didn't
want to peak until Christine did. Luckily, Amy was helping me. While I
pounded into Christine, Amy's slipped her hand down between
Christine's thighs and began frigging her clit, her fingers bumping
against the shaft of my cock.

The effect was immediate, and Christine started climaxing, a big
orgasm gripping her as her body shook and muscles spasmed around the
rigid member I had sunk deep inside her. She didn't make any sound at
first; she just slumped onto her elbows and dropped her head down. But
as I continued to thrust and Amy continued to play her clit, she began
to wail, crying out as she came for us. I was just about ready to come
myself, and I started pounding Christine even harder and faster,
digging my fingers into the flesh of her hips. My cock was throbbing
inside her, skin taut from the engorging blood, when I felt Amy's soft
hand close around my tight nuts. I felt my organ swell yet again and I
pressed as hard as I could against Christine, the fat glans mashed
into her cervix, when the flood gates opened. My balls emptied their
load in huge spurts and I poured my come into Christine, filling her
with white, hot juice as my cock splattered out globs of jism.

I froze, holding Christine hips tightly, as Amy gingerly squeezed my
balls, coaxing out the last drops of ejaculate and sending shivers
through my body. Christine collapsed, her body falling limply as she
slid off my cock, trapping her friend beneath her. Amy struggled for a
moment, then let go of my scrotum and quickly pushed her off to the
side, wiggling out from underneath her friend as my still pulsing cock
drooled thick jizz onto the bed sheets.

"Jeez, Chrissy, you almost suffocated me with your boobs!" she said,
laughing.

I fell back onto my ass, trying to catch my breath.

- - - - -

We lay together on the bed for a while, my cock oozing clear, runny
semen onto my belly as it shrank. Amy curled against me, stroking my
hairy chest and kissing my neck. Christine cuddled quietly next to me
on the other side, her hand on my leg. It was a cozy fit for the three
of us on her bed.

Eventually, Amy dragged Christine off the bed to get cleaned up. I
heard the shower running again, and they came back, hair and bodies
wrapped in fluffy bath towels. Amy was wearing her glasses and carried
a wet wash cloth.

"I just thought I'd clean you up a bit, too," she said. Kneeling on
the bed next to me, she wiped down my stomach and penis, soaking up
the drying fluids from my pubic hair and balls.

"Do you want to spend the night here?" asked Christine, while Amy
washed me. "There's room for all of us in my mom's bed."

"Sure," I said. "I'd love to."

"Great!"

"All done," Amy announced, and she placed a light kiss on my limp, and
now wet, cock.

We all left Christine's room for the master bedroom, and I pulled down
the blankets of her mom's bed while the two girls put their towels
away. I climbed under the sheets just as they came back from the
bathroom.

"I hate to ask, Chrissy, but what about your mom?" I wondered.

"She won't be back until noon, at least," Christine said. "You can
stay all morning, practically."

I smiled and patted the bed. "Great. You two get in here and lets get
some sleep."

Amy turned off the lights and they got into bed with me. We did sleep,
but not right away. Christine and I were both sated and very relaxed,
but Amy was still feeling frisky. She played with my cock, lightly
dragging her fingers up and down the shaft and circling the head,
until she had coaxed it into a semi-erection. Christine was snuggled
up against me, too, but trying to ignore her friend.

"I tell you what, Amy," I said quietly, "Let's go to sleep now, and
you can have dibs in the morning, if you still want to."

She kissed my cheek. "That's what I was hoping you'd say," she
whispered. "You still owe me one!"

I said goodnight and kissed her back.

- - - - -

I awoke to the feel of a wet, warm mouth closing around my soft penis,
a soft, raspy tongue dragging up the shaft. Amy was still at my side,
her warm bottom pressed against my hip, so I figured that Christine
must have woken up early and decided to get things started. She had
crawled between my legs, her big, soft boobs squished against my
thighs. There's almost nothing better than a blowjob first thing in
the morning, so I just lay back and enjoyed it, my eyes closed,
pretending I was still asleep as my cock grew harder and harder in her
mouth.

She slurped at my growing hardon, sucking me vigorously, drool pooling
around the base of my cock where she held me with the fingers of her
right hand. Her lips slid sensuously along the length of my rod, her
tongue teasing the sensitive corona when she held only the tip inside
her. As my erection got longer, I felt the glans bump into the back of
her throat, but she didn't back off. She kept forcing me deep each
time she sucked me in, pressing the mushroom tip against the back of
her mouth. I could feel her gagging a tiny bit each time, and she
drooled even more saliva, but she seemed determined. I continued to
lay very still, breathing deeply as if I was asleep.

Then Amy rolled over and Christine froze, her lips halfway down my
cock.

"It's okay, keep going," whispered Amy very quietly, "I just wanted to
watch." I had slept with my arm up, my hand behind my head, and Amy
snuggled in beside me, resting her head on my shoulder.

Christine continued to suck me, and though my cock was now fully
engorged, she continued to take me deeply inside her each time,
gagging a little as I hit the back of her throat. Then, just when I
had gotten used to the pattern, it changed. The next time I was deep
in her mouth, instead of gagging she swallowed, and the tip of my cock
slipped easily into the opening of her throat. I gasped and opened my
eyes. Without pausing, she smoothly pressed forward, her mouth open
wide, the swollen head of my cock stretching her throat, swallowing me
deeper until her nose brushed against my pubic hair and her lips met
the fingers she used to grasp the base of my member.

"Woah!" Amy exclaimed. "That is so cool!"

Christine held me inside her for a moment and then pulled off, spit
spilling down my veiny shaft. She licked the head of my cock before
releasing me from her mouth, a strand of saliva connecting the tip
with her lower lip.

"Good morning, baby," she said, smiling up at me, drool on her chin.

"Wow, Chrissy, no one's ever done that before," I told her. "Where'd
you learn to do that?"

"Yeah, how'd you learn that? A few months ago you'd never even done
oral!" Amy was confounded.

Christine grinned. "I've been practicing. I read about it on the
internet, and then tried it with a banana, like in that video." She
wiped the spit from around her mouth with a finger.

"That was great, hon. Really unbelievable," I said.

"Thanks. You're about the same size as the bananas I used, but your a
different shape. I didn't think I was going to be able do it. The hard
part for me is making myself swallow."

Amy shook her head. "I don't think I could ever do that!"

"Yeah, you could, Ame. You just have to try. I'll show you sometime,"
she responded.

"Can you do it again?" Amy asked, grabbing for the eyeglasses she had
left on the nightstand. She put them on.

Christine nodded, and sucked my cock back into her mouth, this time
pressing it for only a brief moment against the back of her mouth
before swallowing it easily. She sank slowly down, my cock filling her
throat, until her lips formed a circle around the wide base of my
prick. Her tongue wiggled against the underside of my cock for several
seconds before she backed off. I groaned as I felt my glans slip out
of her throat. She kept my rod in her mouth and sucked me gently, her
tongue licking up and down the shaft.

"Whew. That's a really different feeling," I said.

"Do you like it?" asked Amy me.

"Yeah, it feels good. Good trick, Chrissy." I patted her head while
she mouthed my hard cock. Her eyes were smiling.

"I know a good trick, too, Chris," Amy said, winking at me. "Wanna see
it?" Christine nodded, still nursing on my organ.

I think I knew what she meant. "We're gonna need something really
slippery," I told Christine. "Have you got any lube or baby oil?"

- - - - -

We all went back to Christine's room. Amy grabbed my saliva covered
cock in her small hand and lead me there.

Christine went to her dresser and pulled out a bottle of lube. It was
the expensive, silicone kind that didn't dry out, which would be
perfect for what Amy had planned.

"We probably need a condom, too." I said.

Amy wrinkled her nose. "Do we?" she asked. "I'd like to see how it
feels when you come inside me."

"We don't have to use one, hon."

Amy nodded. Christine looked confused.

"You want to go up or down, Amy?" I asked her.

"Up," she said, climbing onto the bed and laying on her back. She
spread her legs apart and began stroking her pussy lightly, while I
climbed between her thighs, laying down, and pushed her knees up
toward her chest. Her hips tilted up.

"What are you guys doing?" Christine asked.

"He's gonna fuck me in my bottom," Amy told her friend.

"No way! You do that?" Christine was amazed.

"Yeah, he showed me how earlier this summer."

I started licking her anus, my tongue making small circles around the
pink pucker.

"It doesn't hurt?" asked Christine.

"No, not really. I like it. It just took some getting used to, the
first time." Amy put one hand on my head.

Christine sat next to us on the bed, her feet on the floor. She
watched as I tongued Amy's asshole. "Weird," she commented.

Amy had her eyes closed, and was biting her lip softly while she
played with her pussy. She dipped her middle finger into her pussyhole
right under my nose and dragged out some honey, spreading it around
her clitoris, which she rubbed lightly side-to-side. She relaxed her
sphincter a bit and I slipped my tongue inside, rimming the little
hole and loosening her up.

"Oh, that's nice, baby," she told me. "You should try this sometime,
Chrissy. It feels wild."

Christine sat quietly. I glanced up at her - she was watching me
intently.

We kept at it for several minutes, my tongue probing into Amy's butt
while she played with herself. She was dripping wet from my saliva and
the nectar that spilled out of her pussy.

"Okay, babe, I'm getting close. Should we do the next part?" she asked
me.

"All right. Chrissy, can you put some lube right there, on her bottom?
Just drizzle a bit."

She flipped the cap open and tilted the bottle over Amy's asshole. A
thin stream ran out, pooling around the pucker before dripping down
her to tailbone. Amy gasped.

I leaned up on my elbows, and traced my index finger around in the
slippery liquid, teasing circles around her little asterix before
sliding my finger effortlessly into her ass. Amy exhaled, a small
smile on her face. I started sawing my finger in and out slowly,
curling the tip around in different directions and relaxing her
sphincter from inside. We'd had anal sex only a few times this summer,
but it was getting easier for her every time we did it. She stopped
playing with her pussy and started squeezing the muscles of her inner
thighs with her hands, spreading her legs apart. Her toes curled as I
fingered her butt.

"Put some more lube there, Chrissy, right around my finger." She
reached over, her large breasts rubbing against Amy's leg, and poured
some out. I withdrew my slippery finger and some of the liquid flowed
into her still open hole. Then I pushed as much as I could gather on
my finger down inside her. I slid the finger in and out, spreading the
lube around her rectum.

"You want to try it, Chrissy?" I asked her.

"What, my bottom? You did it with your thumb earlier."

"No, your finger. Do you want to put it inside her?" I said. Amy
moaned.

"Um, no. You go on. I'll just watch."

"Oooh, God, I think we should do it now," Amy said, breathily, as my
knuckles pressed against her perineum. I struggled to my knees, and
then held my cock with my left hand, my finger still wriggling around
inside her rectum. My cock was bone hard.

"Chrissy, pour some lube over my dick and rub it around, all right?"

She nodded and scooted toward me. She grabbed my erection and held it
out, dribbling the lube all over the top side. Then she swirled her
fist around it, coating my skin with slick fluid. Her hand felt lovely
wrapped around my pulsating dick.

Amy hooked her hands under her knees and pulled her legs back,
spreading them wide as I leaned over her. I lined my cock up near her
asshole, withdrew my finger, and, grabbing my erection, drove it right
into the slippery pucker. Her strong sphincter resisted a moment, and
then the mushroom-shaped glans slipped inside her tight anus. Amy drew
a loud, gasping breath.

"Just relax, baby. Remember to push out as I push in."

"Yeah, I know," Amy replied, breathing hard.

I let my cock rest, the glans lodged just behind the ring of her anus,
as she adjusted to the size of my rod. She squeezed me so tightly I
could feel my pulse pounding in my cockhead. After a moment or two, I
pushed forward slowly, Amy exhaling, as I sunk another inch into her
backdoor.

"That's good," she said. "It feels okay."

"Good, baby. Hang on now, I'm going to go deeper." I withdrew slightly
and pushed in again, a longer stroke, not stopping until a further two
inches were buried in her butt. I slid back out until just the head
was left inside, and began thrusting in again.

Christine leaned over Amy's leg, watching raptly as my cock slowly
disappeared into her friends' stretched asshole. "I can't believe it
doesn't hurt," she said quietly.

"N-n-n-no, it feels... n-nice," Amy stuttered as I sunk deeper inside
her.

I was deep enough inside her now that I didn't need to guide my cock
with my hand anymore, so I let go and used it to lever my weight above
her. It was almost like fucking in missionary position, except she had
locked her hands around her knees, pulling her legs back and apart in
order to better align her ass with my cock.

I pushed into her again, sliding in the last couple of inches, my
curly hairs brushing her nearly bare vulva. "I'm all the way in,
sweetie. You okay?"

"Uh-huh," she answered.

"Oh, baby, you are so tight. It feels like my cock might burst inside
you." Her sphincter muscle around the base of my prick acted like a
one way valve, my cock filling with blood that had no way out.

"Fuck me," she said, "Come inside me."

Christine lay down beside Amy and placed her hand over her stomach.
She kissed Amy's ear and jaw as I slowly fucked in and out of Amy's
sweet asshole. Amy was out of her head, mumbling to herself with her
eyes closed as my cock slid back and forth.

Christine's hand began wandering down Amy's belly, just like last
night, her fingers tracing scattered paths lower and lower, until she
brushed through the patch of hair on Amy's mons and dipped around the
hood covering her clit. Her hand was still slippery with with lube,
and she went right to work, softly teasing Amy's button with one
fingertip.

"Put your finger inside," I told Christine as I slowly fucked Amy.
"You'll be able to feel me fucking her."

"Oh, yeah," Amy moaned, "do that!"

Christine easily slid a finger into Amy's quim. I could feel it
myself, the ridge of her finger pressing against the tissue between
Amy's vagina and rectum, as I slid my cock deep into her.

Christine gently finger-banged her friend, slipping the lubed digit in
and out of Amy's pussy, dragging her palm back and forth over Amy's
sensitive clit while she kissed and licked Amy's neck. I continued to
slowly screw Amy, easing my shaft in and out of her tight hole -�� a
nice, gentle butt fuck. I felt like I could go on forever.

Amy eyes were glazed. She seemed lost in a sensuous haze as we toyed
with her, driving her slowly to an inevitable peak. At times she would
turn to kiss her friend, their tongues meeting between their soft,
parted lips. It was a while before I felt the first signs of my own
orgasm beginning, my scrotum tightening and a tickling sensation
growing in the head of my cock as it dragged along the slippery walls
of Amy's perfect ass.

"Amy, I'm gonna come soon," I warned her.

"Do it, baby, come in me," she said lustily.

I began to pound into her harder, speeding up my thrusts. I wasn't
going to last long. Christine slipped her finger out of Amy and began
frigging Amy's button, rapidly flicking the little nubbin side-to-
side. She whispered something into Amy's ear, her lips and breath
tickling the skin, but I couldn't hear what she said because of the
rush of blood in my head.

Amy started to tremble, her legs stiffening, and her mouth opened in a
silent "O" framed by her full red lips.

I slammed into her hard, held myself in her guts, withdrew and slammed
again, burying my rod deep inside her, where I stayed.

"Coming!" I growled, and I exploded into her, painting her with jets
of hot, slippery come as I emptied another load of jism inside her
body, large blasts pulsing up my swollen cock, accelerated by the
strong contractions in my groin and the pressure of my blood. For a
moment, I couldn't breathe, my body quaking above her. As I filled
her, Amy moaned sexily. Finally slowing, I felt the hot fluid seep out
of me and around my cock as her insides started to squeeze my member.

"Oh, ooohhh, ooohhh!" she cried, Christine buzzing her clit, causing
her to orgasm. Spasms ripped through her, her abdominal muscles
clenching and her insides gripping me as her sphincter closed
repeatedly around my engorged cock, almost painfully tight. I stayed
above her as she climaxed, and watched as she rode the slope down, her
body finally relaxing. She turned and kissed Christine again, and then
let go of her knees and grabbed my back, pulling me down to her
breasts.

"Oh, I could feel it shooting into me, babe!" she said, hugging me to
her chest. "I can still feel it slipping around you."

I kissed her perspiring chest, between her lovely breasts, tasting the
salt on her skin.

Christine placed her hand on my back. "Wow," she whispered, "that was
really hot. I can't believe you did that, Amy."

I rose a little, leaned over and kissed Christine, too. She slipped
her tongue between my lips.

Amy gasped as I pulled my still hard cock from her bottom. My come and
lube spilled out of her, and more flowed down as she lowered her legs,
staining the sheets.

"I am going to be so sore later," Amy said.

I crawled to her side and lay down next to her. I slipped my arm
behind her head and wrapped it around them both. We all lay quietly
together for some time as I stared at the ceiling, fucked out and
feeling peaceful.

"What do you think of our goodbye present?" Amy turned to me and
asked, twirling her fingers in my chest hair.

"Best present I ever got," I answered.

Christine sighed. "Too bad summer's almost over."

"Yeah," Amy and I both agreed.

Amy rolled onto her back again and we all fell quiet, but only for a
moment.

"I was just thinking..." Amy said.

"What?" I asked.

"Two things," she answered. "First is, are you gonna be back for
Christmas, or maybe even Thanksgiving?"

I nodded. "Christmas? For sure."

"Good," Christine said.

"Yeah," Amy agreed. She stretched her arms into the air above her and
yawned. "Second is, what's for breakfast?"

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