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PAISLEY PILLOWS Part L


PAISLEY PILLOWS
by Jeremy Edwards

(c) 1995	"Daniel dear," Alicia asked, "Do you think you can 
comfortably 
support the weight of both of us at once?"
	"I'm certainly game to try!" I said.
	I lay down on the bed, face up.
	"Here, let's try this," Alicia said to Julia, taking her hand.  
"I'll straddle and mount wonderful Daniel here, while you 
straddle one of his legs right behind me.  I'll get to fuck his 
cock, but your pussy can ride further down his leg and squirm 
juicily over him.  Then we can switch."
	"Sounds nice to me," said Julia.
	"Me too," said I.
	"And Julia, please feel free to hold me tight around the 
middle and press your cuddly little mound against my soft bottom 
cheeks," Alicia added with a twinkle in her eye.
	The ladies got into position.  It is difficult for me to 
describe the warm,  weighty  bliss of  feeling my darling 
Alicia's pussy 
settle down on my cock and Julia's tender nude loins embrace my 
thigh as she knelt intimately upon me right behind her friend.  
She hugged Alicia, Alicia clasped me with her strong thighs, and 
the heavenly ride began.  Being the passive participant in this 
round, I just lay back and gave excited little thrusts of my hips 
while the two nymphs rode me in delicious unison.  Alicia's cunt 
squeezed and lubricated me as she gurgled throaty sexual noises, 
and from behind her came high-pitched little squeaks of arousal 
from Julia.  Then Julia reached her hands up from Alicia's tummy 
to squeeze her breasts, and Alicia's ecstatic writhing was 
intensified.  The combination of all these factors threw my loins 
into overdrive, and I felt my spunk rushing into my charged 
member.  As my mind went into an orgasmic delirium, I stared at 
the lascivious flesh of Alicia's navel.  Alicia was wriggling 
lewdly on top of me.  I grabbed feverishly at her tummy and pubic 
forest just as I shot off my load and we all shouted orgasmically 
with glee.  Alicia and Julia nearly fell off of me as I bucked 
about, but they managed to hold on tight and wipe their pussies 
sensuously along my throbbing body as they spent copiously all 
over me.
	"Oh, wow!  Now it's my turn," whispered Julia intensely.  "If 
you're up to it, Daniel."
	"I sure think I'm up to it," I said.  Luckily, one of my 
personal attributes is a nearly-inexhaustible supply of sexual 
energy, which has allowed me and these equally-horny partners to 
really get the most out of our sex life together.  "But how about 
a slight variation?" I continued.  "I would love to have Alicia 
sit on my face while I fuck you, Julia.  I'm nearly ready to pop 
my cork again just looking at your four randy eyes and your nude, 
perspiring cunts, and the idea of nuzzling my mouth up against 
your fragrant crotch, Alicia, is making we wild."
	"Mmm . . . I'm almost spending just thinking about it, too," 
said Alicia.  Julia was also supportive of this idea, and held up 
an imaginary megaphone to her mouth.  "All right -- places, 
everybody!"
	Julia eased herself liquidly onto me with a gratified "Ahh," 
which I echoed.  An instant later, Alicia squatted lewdly above 
me and lowered her luscious bottom onto my face so that her juicy 
pussy sat upon my lips.  I grasped her legs and began to kiss and 
tongue her vulva while Julia slithered sensuously up and down my 
pole.  I was in paradise, and my beloved bed-mates were having no 
mediocre time themselves.  Their moans of intense feminine 
pleasure were the sweetest music I know, and I wondered how long 
I could contain myself before another climax erupted.  But I was 
able to pace my rhythm, and I gave Julia a proper, involved 
fucking for quite some time while simultaneously tonguing Alicia 
into multiple spendings.  Julia worked herself up and down my 
shaft with an urgent, hard-squeezing motion, giving more and more 
intense shouts of "Ohh!" each time.  Finally, she began to 
tremble, and gasped "Oh, Daniel!  I'm co-o-oming!  Oh, wow!!"  
She danced and shrieked into uncontrolled ecstasy and finally 
screamed with delight.
	"Oh! Oh!  Me too, Daniel!" Alicia was writhing deliciously 
upon my face and spending a flood into my mouth.  I pressed her 
thighs so as to push her bottom as tightly as possible against 
me.
	Well, I was certainly not going to hold the party up at this 
point, so I too let go and allowed my orgasm to have its moment.  
My climax was unbelievably vivid -- the proverbial technicolor 
fireworks and ringing bells exploded in my head -- and it had 
definitely been a good move on behalf of all of us for me to have 
paced myself, so as to allow my lovers to arrive at their orgasms 
with me in synch.
	We collected ourselves and decided to think about dinner.
	"You don't realize it, Daniel, but you're in for a treat," 
said Alicia.
	"What, another one?"

	"Well, a whole lot of other ones, as far as that goes," she 
said with a wink.  "But what I meant was that Julia is a gifted 
chef."
	"Oh, A . . . ."  Julia waved away her friend's acclaim.
	"I'm not kidding.  Seriously, J, do you feel like showing your 
stuff tonight?"
	Julia looked down at her own glorious nudity, and the two 
women laughed.  "Yeah, and I thought I might like to do a little 
cooking as well."
	"Just let me know how I can help," I volunteered.
	"Well, first, I imagine the chef needs to decide what she's 
making," said Alicia.
	"I'm way ahead of you," responded Julia with mock conceit.  
"We're having my special fettucini alfredo, with marinated 
asparagus tips on the side."
	"Wow!" I exclaimed, for I was getting pretty hungry, and a 
fine meal like this sounded extremely appealing.  "Oh, do either 
of you object to red wine with white sauce, though?"
	"Not at all," said Julia.  "But I thought you weren't going to 
serve us any more white sauce until after dinner!"  
	Alicia and I laughed.  Then Alicia, too, assured me of her 
amenability regarding red wine.  "Personally, I don't plan to 
ever drink any white wine until all the full-bodied, aromatic dry 
red wine in the world has been used up."
	"I knew you were a woman after my own heart.  Well, I'll just 
open up the Bordeaux I purchased earlier and we can get started."
	"Great!" said Julia as I stood up to head for the kitchen.  "I 
cook much better with a glass of vino in my hand."
	"I can just see you now," I reflected, "Stark naked in the 
kitchen with the stemware elegantly poised in your left hand.  
And as I look into my crystal ball, I see a sandy-headed young 
man coming up behind you and fondling your exquisite bottom."
	"That sounds dreamy.  But actually, I was going to get just 
a little bit dressed," said Julia. "Don't worry, though, it will 
be plenty revealing.  And meanwhile, the organ you were kind 
enough to refer to as my 'exquisite bottom' is still, at the 
moment, quite nude, and very receptive to your kind attentions."
	I took Julia up on this offer and ran my horny hands over the 
derriere which she was thrusting toward me.
	"Oh, Alicia, I love being handled by your darling friend 
here," cooed Julia.
	"Well, dear, as they say, any friend of mine . . . ." Alicia 
responded enthusiastically.  I then turned my attention to Alicia 
herself and French-kissed her passionately while caressing her 
wonderful crotch.
	Soon I was scouting ahead into the kitchen, where I opened the 
wine and poured out two glasses, which I presented to the nymphs 
as they entered the room perfectly on cue.
	"Don't forget to pour a big glass for yourself," Alicia told 
me.  "Julia, he gets even cuter if you give him a little wine."
	I blushed.  I poured out my own helping and we all toasted 
each other.  Then I took a moment to study the two beauties 
standing in the kitchen with me.  Julia had indeed gotten "just a 
little bit dressed" -- she was wearing a matched set of cotton 
bra and panties, an enchanting aqua color with vibrant purple 
flowers.  She looked like she was clothed shapily in the border 
of some proto-psychedelic floral print from the turn-of-the-
century Art Nouveau studios.
	"Nice outfit," I said.
	"One thing's missing, though," said Alicia with a pretend 
cloud of artistic dissatisfaction stamped across her playful 
brow.  She reached into a cupboard and pulled out a stiff white 
chef's hat, which she plunked down on Julia's head.  "There, now 
you're all set."  We all laughed, but the hat actually fit Julia 
nicely and she looked delicious in this bohemian chef's ensemble.
	I  noticed that Alicia had put on a pair of simple royal blue 

glass earrings and a matching pendant, which danced gaily between 
her ripe breasts.  "I see you got dressed, too," I said, 
fingering the pendant and squeezing her nipples for good measure.  
I was once again overcome with admiration and arousal as I 
touched, smelled, and looked at Alicia.  "I'm looking forward 
very much to dinner, but even more to after dinner," I said.
	"Hear, hear!" Alicia clinked glasses with me and then with 
Julia.



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