Gla_13Let The Joyous News Be Spread
The Wicked Old Witch At Last Is Dead!!!!
 
(With apologies to Frank L! lol)
 
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This Work Copyright  © Khanundrum 2004
 
 
Chapter 13
 
 
(“And my balls are always bouncing
   And my Ballroom always full
      And everybody comes and comes again!
         If your name is on the Guest List
           No one can take you higher.
              Everybody says I’ve got
                 Great Balls Of Fire! ”)
 
Without question, life had changed. I had only known my Aphrodite for three days 
and nothing was the same. Perhaps the most astonishing change was my 
relationship with Crys.
 
Looking back on it, I can see it would need more than a week for me to fully 
integrate these changes into my day-to-day thought patterns.
 
As for my thought pattern that Saturday morning...
 
With two hands belonging to two ladies on my cock, a feeling of deja vu 
overwhelmed me. Only this time I was not at all confused.
 
“My darlings,” I said, “please explain last night to me.”
 
Both of them ignored me. Crys simply smiled and started to lick my nipple with 
the widest part of her tongue.
 
I am all done when a woman does that; I swear, I must be at least as sensitive 
in my nips as most of the women I’d bedded. The feeling rarely fails to produce 
a hard on.
 
It was doing all of that now!
 
Not that it was needed to accomplish that: Carrie had pulled my shorts aside and 
was licking the head of my favorite toy.
 
I was being double-teamed.
 
“Please?” I whined.
 
Crys giggled, and Carrie said, “You just got lucky, Arthur. Your time has come 
to be gifted and blessed.” She punctuated her words with a lick on my cock. 
“Besides, “ she said, “us girls don’t feel like talking right now. We can do 
that later!” And she put her mouth on my cock and sucked me all the way into her 
throat. 
 
I gasped and clutched at Crys’ head because she was now sucking hard on my 
nipple. With my other hand, I caressed Carrie’s face while she did an excellent 
impersonation of a Hoover on my tool.
 
“Yeah...” I grunted, “Later. Talk. Ohhhhh....!”
 
It was all I could do to not pump hard into Carrie’s mouth. Crys continued 
sucking on my nipple and now had my other nipple held firmly between her thumb 
and first finger. I could feel shocks traveling from my chest to my rod and I 
could tell I would come very soon. Carrie was sucking and playing with my balls. 

 
What sent me over was when Carrie put a finger up against my asshole. 
 
I went.
 
I arrived.
 
I came like a herd of turtles. It started way back in my ass and seemed to take 
a year to get to the end of my dick. I yelled and put my arms around Crys, 
crushing her to me while Carrie kept the pressure on my cock. I don’t really 
know how I could have had so much come left in me; it had been some kind of busy 
morning, to say nothing of the night before. Regardless, I knew it was not good 
to question such blessings. Better to just accept them and give thanks.
 
Which I did! Deep in my mind I thanked God for bringing me to this day and 
providing all that was in it.
 
This attitude of humility would later prove to be invaluable during ‘adjustment 
protocols’ between my loves and me.
 
As for this latest version of Blow Job Of The Century: I was wiped out. I could 
only sit there groaning, holding Crys tight to my chest. Carrie nursed my cock 
back to its deflated state, then with a pop she let it go and got up on the 
couch with Crys and I. She snuggled up on my free side and put her arms around 
Crys and me.
 
 “Is it time to swim, Arthur?” Carrie asked me. I could hear the mischief in her 
voice and suspected she was teasing me.
 
Which was okay with me.
 
“No swim. Too tired. Day off. Extra laps tomorrow,” I said. I could feel my 
Aphrodite quietly giggling into my ribs. 
 
She kissed me on my nipple and said, “Do you need a nap, ‘Chef-Boy’?” She said 
this with a laugh. “Are you too pooped to pop?”
 
Crys giggled at that. “I’ve never seen Chef-Boy too tired to do anything, Sugar. 
Maybe he’s just had the energy sucked out of him.” This set them both off into 
further giggling.
 
I decided I’d better do something to restore my energy. I put one hand on each 
of their heads and said, “A nap sounds like just the thing. I’m all done.”
 
Each of them sat back on the couch, taking my hand in theirs as they moved. Crys 
held my hand in her lap. Carrie put my hand on her heart.
 
“I think we can think of something to do while you get some rest, Arthur” said 
Crys. I turned my eyes to hers when she spoke and I could plainly see the love 
she had for me shining out of them.
 
Carrie stood up, holding my hand. “C’mon, Chef-Boy!” she said, pulling on me. 
“Crys, do you mind if I adopt your name for him? I just love it, it is so 
apropos!” Carrie laughed when she said this, and Crys answered her, “Sure Sugar, 
you go right ahead.” Crys mimicked Carrie by standing, only now she pulled in 
earnest to get me to stand.
 
Crys turned to Carrie and said, “We sure have shared him, Sugar, we can 
certainly share that!” She and Carrie cracked up at that, but they now pulled 
harder, each of them placing a foot against the couch while they pulled. I was 
impressed at just how strong my lovers were. They actually did pull me to my 
feet.
 
Once I was up, they both put arms around me and led me toward Carries room. We 
went straight to the bed, where I promptly fell onto the bed and the last thing 
I remember is two sets of lips kissing me all around my face and neck...
 
(“Come to me for service 
Every hundred miles. 
     Baby, let me check your points,
    Fix your overdrive. 
        Talkin' 'bout love. 
          Talkin' 'bout love.
            Talkin' 'bout...”)
 
 
Gosh, the dreams a fella has after his world gets turned on its head. I mean, 
doesn’t every guy wind up one day with two gorgeous women wantin’ his body and 
lovin’ him up? 
 
Please forgive my rhetoric, as my cousin Dave likes to say.
 
I think I slept for just less than two hours that morning. I don’t usually have 
dreams during such a short cycle, but I sure did that time. Most of what I 
remember is just chaotic jumbles of activity involving me, my loves, and Chris. 
Some of it was about work. Some of it was about stuff that happened to me as a 
kid.
 
I well remember the part where both of my loves were holding me and kissing me.
 
Amazing how I dreamed that and it came true! I awoke to exactly that: Crys and 
Carrie were gently kissing me on my face, murmuring softly, “Arthur, Arthur” and 
lightly rubbing my chest and arms. I came awake quickly, and turned first to 
Carrie and then Crys with a smile and a kiss.
 
“If this is all a dream can it go on for another ten years before I really hafta 
wake up?” I asked. “I promise, I’ll wake up real good then!” I said, chuckling. 
I placed an arm around each of them and pulled them to me.
 
They came willingly to my side and snuggled without speaking for several 
minutes.
 
Carrie spoke first. “Arthur, its almost one o’clock. I know you need to work 
tonight and I know you’ll want some time to relax before you get ready and go.” 
She lightly rubbed my arm as she spoke. “Crys and I are going to just hang 
around here for the rest of the day. We want to keep you company until you go.”
 
Crys said, “Yep. And, we owe you some talk, if I remember rightly.” 
 
I guess I wasn’t entirely awake. Talk? What talk? I applied that there 
suuu-perior intelligence my High School Principal had stated I was the proud 
possessor of and came up with a clever response.
 
“Uh.. Talk?” I asked.
 
Both ladies giggled. Carrie said, “Talk, Chef-Boy. You wanted us to tell you 
about last night, right?” She looked up at me from where her head was resting on 
my chest. Her eyes were so beautifully brown...”Arthur, last night was my second 
house warming party!”  She patted my tummy and said, “And we had a great party!”
 
With that, she and Crys were giggling.
 
“Uh huh”, I said. “And both of you ladies... didn’t you just meet for the first 
time yesterday?” I asked her. Well, actually, that question was meant for each 
of them.
 
Crys answered, “Yes Sugar, yesterday was the first time. But it wasn’t our first 
time with love at first sight!” She was looking at me with soft eyes. “We found 
out last night that both of us have had that happen to us before.” Crys was 
looking up at me from one side, Carrie from the other. They were resting their 
chins on their hands on my chest. This was a very unusual situation for me: I’d 
never before had this arrangement of lovers.
 
Hell.
 
I’d never before had LOVERS in bed with me!
 
You know: like, plural.
 
Very odd.
 
Very NICE.
 
Very.... uh, what?
 
Love at first sight?
 
“Uhhh... Love at first sight?”  I offered my brilliant request.
 
There is something so special about the way a woman who loves you looks at you 
when she is laughing at you. And here it was two of them were doing it at the 
same time.
 
Makes me all tingly inside! lol!
 
“Oh, Sugar!” Crys said between her chuckles, “Don’t be so surprised! It happens 
all the time, you know.”
 
I looked at Carrie. She looked at me and put her hand up to my cheek. “It 
happened to me two days ago, Arthur. You watched it happen.”
 
Right.
 
Two days ago.
 
I met her two days ago.
 
Oh! Right!
 
“It happened to me, too”, I said to Carrie. 
 
Her face got all scrunched up like and she pushed herself up to me to kiss me 
lightly on my lips, which I returned.
 
“Oh, Arthur, you say the nicest things”, she said, as she slid back to her 
previous position. “You watched it happen again, Arthur. Just yesterday”, she 
said. She looked over at Crys and said to her, “I would not have known what it 
was if it hadn’t been for what happened between me and Arthur the day before.” 
 
Crys pushed herself up and over me to kiss Carrie. Their lips met and they 
kissed softly and passionately for several seconds. Then their lips parted and 
they went back to their previous positions.
 
Crys said to Carrie, “I knew it as soon as we said goodbye to the boys.” She 
looked up at me. “Yesterday was the second time I fell in love at first sight, 
Sugar. The first time was a few years ago. I even remember the day and date. 
It’s easy to remember because I met Chris on the same day.”  With that, she just 
laid there quietly, smiling at me.
 
It’s obvious to me now (not then!): she was not going to just spell it out for 
me. I would have to think it through. So I did.
 
I remembered the day she met Chris; he and I had started working at that place 
on the same day, and Crys met us her first day back to work, which was a Tuesday 
night. But I couldn’t think of who else she met for the first time that day.....
 
Yikes.
 
“I don’t... uh, you were...” I could not string more than two words together.
 
Crys was sparkling at me. She turned to Carrie, who looked at her and they 
sparkled at each other.
 
They both turned to sparkle at me.
 
“But – we were the only new guys that day...!” I said.
 
I got it.
 
Fully.
 
Even though she had declared her love for me the night before and this morning, 
somehow I had not put two and two together.
 
Oh yeah, I can prove I is a Jeeen-E-us! lol
 
I imagine I looked like I’d been pole-axed.
 
The ladies were just giggling and sparkling at me.
 
The enormity of what I had missed for all these years hit me very hard. I could 
feel my eyes sparkling, too. There were even some sparkles running out of them 
and down the sides of my face.
 
“Oh Arthur, no, Sweetheart, no, it’s only good, Darling” Crys said as she 
crawled up to me and punctuated her words with kisses on my face and lips. “I 
never let on because I was mixed up with that creep, and then I learned that you 
were with that gal from Boca.” She kissed me again. “Our time just never 
happened, Sugar.” 
 
She looked at Carrie, who had come up to kiss me as well. “Until we both got 
blessed by the same Angel”, she said, and she and Carrie kissed again.
 
My hands found their way to two marvelous asses. Both of my lovers sighed as 
they deepened their kiss. Their hands were entwined on my chest as they pressed 
their faces to one another. I held both cheeks as they slowly let their kiss go.
 
They turned to look at me. The love in their eyes was palpable.
 
With a very tight throat, I said, “This is the very best moment of my life.” 
They looked at one another, then they both kissed me on the lips, all three of 
us sharing the same kiss. It was strange for a moment, and then it just seemed 
like the natural thing to do.
 
Of course, I still held onto those remarkable cheeks! lol
 
Carrie pulled away first. She gently caressed the back of Crys’ head and waited 
for her to pull away. She asked me, “Arthur, what do you need to do to get ready 
for work?”
 
I hadn’t given any thought to work. I didn’t even know what time it was. I 
looked over at the clock on her nightstand and saw that it was after 1:30pm. I 
knew I’d better get a move on to be early for what should be our biggest night 
this month. Because so many snowbirds would be departing next week, we were sure 
to get slammed. We could even go over 220!
 
“I guess it would be best for me to get a move on, Carrie,” I replied. “I need 
to be early tonight because Chef is still on Vacation.”
 
Only then did I realize I still had their butts in my hand because Crys started 
wiggling hers. “Sugar,” she said, “I am looking forward to seeing you right back 
here when you are through! Don’t even worry about bringing anything from the 
grocery, that will only waste time!” 
 
Carrie giggled at that. “Yep,” she said, “Just come on over as soon as you can, 
Chef-Boy. We’ll be ready for you!”
 
I was very reluctant to let them go, but duty called!
 
They gave me another scorching three-way kiss and lifted themselves up and off 
the bed. I slowly rolled over and off, looking for my shirt and shoes.
 
My loves helped me get together and we walked out to the front door. We embraced 
again, not having said a word since I sat up, and kissed three-way goodbye.
 
I remember work that night, but only because of how eager I was to get 
everything done and keep moving. In the kitchen, it is possible to just forget 
about what time it is and come to the end of a shift not really paying much 
attention to the significance of the hour. We do watch time carefully, but it is 
in the service of making sure our work is our best.
 
It seemed as though I had just walked into the place when I was closing up and 
saying goodnight to the stewards. We had gotten slammed and finished with 235 
covers, which is just rocking for a kitchen like ours. I had bought a round of 
beer/soda for the crew because they had absolutely kicked ass. We would enjoy a 
great deal of return business next winter because of the excellent stuff we set 
in front of all those snowbirds.
 
(“Here comes old Rose.
She’s lookin’ mighty fine.
  Here comes hot Nancy,
    She’ steppin’ right on time!
      Here go the streetlights,
        Bringin’ on the night.
          Here come the Mayor,
            Face is hidden from the light.”)
 
Pickup truck.
 
Sunrise Boulevard.
 
Shower.
 
Run ALL the way to Carries door! lol
 
 I knocked on her door and heard shrieks and squeals from the other side, along 
with thudding footsteps toward the door. 
 
The door opened and I immediately knew just what the Pearly Gates must have on 
the other side.
 
Both of my loves were standing there completely nude.
 
No clothes.
 
My heart skipped several beats. They looked like they had just sprung into 
being, fresh as daisies. Their hair was down around their shoulders and they 
were standing there holding hands, smiling a mile wide at me.
 
At ME! 
 
Praise God! 
 
Hallelu YAH!
 
What a vision.
 
“Well, Chef-Boy! You gonna just stand there a gawkin’ or are you gonna get in 
here and give us a kiss?” Crys asked. “We can’t stand like this all night, 
Sugar; some of the neighbors might think we are advertisin’!” With this, she and 
Carrie both cracked up. 
 
They each reached out to grab a hand.
 
I had simply gone into freeze-frame at the sight of them.
 
I responded by allowing myself to be pulled inside. Carrie pushed the door 
closed as Crys wrapped me in her arms. Carrie joined her and they planted one on 
me.
 
It is a strange phenomenon, what happens to a man when he is immersed in a 
lover. Time seems to go into stasis; if there was anything of import pending, it 
just goes away. Private, inner thoughts and dialogue-they all just recede to the 
gray, dim areas of the mind, and all that is left is the knowing of the moment 
and the remarkable pleasure therein. Being with both of my loves seemed to 
compound the effect well beyond the point that two would seem accountable for.
 
Yikes!
 
I sure do hope I ain’t gettin’ too wordy here or something! lol! 
 
I just wanna share how completely lost I was in the arms of these extraordinary 
creatures who called themselves my lovers.
 
Carrie pulled away first. “Okay, Chef-Boy. Lets get with the program and get our 
matching outfits on,” she said. She pulled upwards on my shirt as Crys seconded 
the motion. “Yeah, Sugar,” Crys, said, “lets all be bookends!” Both of them 
cackled at this. Carrie had my shirt up and over my head while Crys was pulling 
my shorts down to my ankles. I stepped out of my shorts, reaching out to steady 
myself on Carrie’s shoulder.
 
“These shoes gotta go, Sugar!” Crys said as she pulled off one and then the 
other. “There,” she said, standing back up and embracing me again, “now we’re a 
matching set!”
 
I smirked at both of them. “There is no way,” I said, “that I am even a little 
bit as good lookin’ as you two. Matching set my ass!” I chuckled as I drew them 
both into a tight hug. “I’m just amazed that we are even here, together,” I 
said.
 
 
They looked at each other, then looked up at me.
 
Their smiles were a mile wide.
 
“Me and Angel are agreed, Sugar. You look better than a month ‘o Sundays to us,” 
Crys said, “and we have seen a thing or two, you know.”
 
I was blushing, I could tell. My face was hot and I could feel my blood rushing 
in my ears.
 
I felt a hand on my cock and realized my blood had been rushing there as well.
 
Crys looked down and saw Carrie’s hand on my cock. My hard cock. Very hard.
 
“Ahem! Shouldn’t we offer our guest a beverage before we get down to business, 
Angel?” Crys asked Carrie. “Lets remember to show proper hospitality, Dear. 
After all,” she said, letting a sly smile overtake her countenance, “he’ll do 
much better work if we keep him well fed and watered!” Both of them giggled at 
this and Carrie moved her hand to my cheek.
 
Oh, well.
 
At least she was still touching me! lol
 
“Arthur,” Carrie asked, “Can I get you anything? We went out this afternoon and 
got some supplies. I have Perrier if you like?” Their arms were still around me, 
so I looked at both of them and said, “I’d love some.” As I said it, I grabbed a 
cheek in each hand, leering at them as I gently squeezed their fine flesh.
 
Crys moaned as she returned the favor. Carrie grabbed my other cheek and they 
both pressed their faces into my chest, wrapping their other arms around one 
another. I had to reach to get Carrie’s derriere because she was shorter than 
Crys. Even so, it was a very comfortable configuration.
 
Carrie sighed. “Okay, let me go lover,” she said, “and I’ll get you a cold one.”
 
Crys kissed my nipple and said, “I’ll help her, Sugar. You should go sit down 
and relax. I’m sure your night was long and it’s sure to get longer!” They both 
giggled at this and went to the kitchen. I took Crys’ advice and went to sit on 
the couch.
 
Of course, I sat in the center of the couch.
 
Why assume less than the best? 
 
As they came toward me from the kitchen, I wondered at how beautiful they were. 
They seemed to stroll into the room, taking their time and keeping pace with 
each other. Somewhere in my mind I knew that they had only met the day before, 
yet it seemed that they had been friends forever. It was in the way that they 
shared their space, not seeming to keep themselves apart but instead I perceived 
them to be almost twins.
 
Very weird.
 
But nice!
 
VERY nice! lol
 
Carrie handed me my water and sat on my right. Crys had two glasses in her hand. 
It appeared to be wine that half-filled each of them. She handed one to Carrie 
and sat on my left. I waited until they were both settled and raised my bottle 
up in front of me.
 
They both saw this and smiled. Crys said, “Yes, Sugar?”
 
I looked at her, then turned to look at Carrie. I said, “There comes a time in a 
man’s life when he is so overwhelmed by events and circumstance that he comes to 
himself in abrupt realization.” I paused here for dramatic effect. (lol) “The 
two of you have me completely bothered, bewildered, and bewitched. I do believe 
I am thoroughly out of my depth!” I delivered these words carefully, while I 
gently turned to each and softly touched my bottle to their glasses.
 
“Furthermore,” I said, “I think I don’t care if I ever come to understand the 
events of these past few days. For now, I just thank God that I am here with 
you.”
 
“Oh Sugar, “Crys said, “I’ll sure drink to that!”
 
“Same here, Chef-Boy!” Carrie offered.
 
We each took a drink from our beverages and set them down. I sat back on the 
couch, and once again I found myself with two goddesses snuggled against me.
 
“I need to tell you,” I said, as I held them tight. “I love you both.”
 
They looked up at me and suddenly we were kissing. 
 
They sure do move fast! lol
 
Pulling away from me, Crys said, “Oh, Sugar. You are a dream come true.” She 
looked at Carrie. “Angel, you are another.” She leaned over and they brushed 
lips. 
 
Carrie pulled back from her and said, “This is just as much my dream, Darling.” 
She looked up at me. “And the same goes for you, Arthur.” Carrie looked back at 
Crys, and then locked eyes with me. She said, “I would be content to live the 
rest of my life just like we are, here, right now.”     
 
Crys murmured, “Oh, Angel” and pulled Carrie into a kiss. It was a very hot 
kiss. I joined it and we continued like that for long enough that I found it 
hard to breathe.
 
(“It’s been a long, long time,
Since I’ve got you on my mind.
  And now you are here.
    I say, it’s so clear.”)
 
We stayed like that for several minutes. Each of us would pull away just long 
enough to take a deep breath and then join back in the kiss.
 
Crys pulled away, took a deep breath, and then said, “Angel, lets take our man 
to bed!” 
 
Carrie pulled back from me and stood up. “Yes, Darling,” she replied to Crys, 
“Lets do just that.”
 
Crys stood up and each of them grabbed a hand. 
 
They were practiced at this now! lol
 
I came off the couch and they led me by the hands to Carries room. We walked 
through the door in single file, Crys leading the way. I could not get my eyes 
off her ass; giggling behind me told me that Carrie new exactly what I was 
paying attention to. I turned to her as we arrived bedside and said, “I am a 
confirmed ass-a-holic.”
 
Crys put her arms around me, and so did Carrie.
 
“Sugar, you can look all you want,” said Crys, “but I like it more when you 
touch!” She and Carrie giggled at that. In response, I reached down and grabbed 
both of them.
 
Right move! lol
 
We went right back into a three way kiss. Each of them had one of my cheeks and 
each other’s, all round.
 
We were having a happy, horny little ass fest! I was so amazed at our behavior, 
but even more amazed at how hard my dick was. Especially seeing as how it was 
sticking out between the two of them, and they were pressed up against it. 
Carries tummy was massaging one side of my cock, while the other side was 
rubbing delightfully against Crys’ hip.
 
Crys broke away. She moved onto the center of the bed and put her arms out to 
us. Carrie and I stopped kissing to watch this, and we moved to join her. Carrie 
crawled into her arms, and I walked over to them on my knees. I put my arms 
around them as they kissed. Carrie looked up at me and said, “Arthur, can I get 
on top?” I just smiled in reply, and lay down on my back. Carrie smiled back and 
promptly mounted me while Crys held her in a kiss.
 
Carrie slid down on me. She was hot, wet, and smooth. Her hips moved in circles. 
I felt her clit grinding against my pubic bone. She was moaning into Crys’ mouth 
while her hands played with Crys’ breasts. 
 
It was so hot to watch them going at one another. When Crys’ hand went to 
Carries pussy, I remembered one of my most favorite flesh magazine pictures: one 
guy, two women, one on his dick and one on his face.
 
I wanted some of that! lol
 
I put my hand on Crys’ calf and gently pulled at it, trying to give her a 
message without speaking. Crys caught on immediately, bless her heart! She 
carefully maneuvered herself over my chest, and then slowly backed her bottom 
toward me until her pussy was nestled against my lips.
 
As soon as I could I had my tongue on her lips. I could taste her sweet tang and 
it intoxicated me. I ran my tongue from one end of her slit to the other and 
back again, over and over. Carrie was still doing circles on me, but I have no 
idea what they may have been doing to each other. 
 
I was kinda busy with other things.
 
Crys was moving with me, trying to keep up with where my tongue would go next. I 
could tell she wanted me to put it on her clit and leave it there, but where’s 
the fun in that? lol
 
I wanted to get her to come like a Thunderstorm!
 
After I felt like she was worked up enough, I kept my tongue on her clit and 
stiffened it as much as possible. She continued to saw against it, making her 
clit bounce over it again and again.
 
I knew when she came because she flooded my face. I loved it! I didn’t exactly 
have to drink to survive... but I drank anyway! Crys slowed down to just barely 
moving left to right across my tongue. I tested her clit to see if it would take 
anymore, but as soon as I pushed hard against it she moved away. 
 
All this time Carrie was slowly fucking me. Her pussy was getting tighter and 
tighter. As Crys slowed down, Carrie sped up. I could tell she was about to come 
because her pussy got wetter and impossibly tighter. She was now just moving in 
a circle with no up and down at all.
 
I kissed Crys on her lips and patted the back of her thigh. She read me right 
and moved toward Carrie a bit, sitting on my chest. Now I could tell that the 
two of them were joined at the mouth and playing with each others nipples.
 
Carrie started yelling into Crys’ mouth, and ground down on me like a mortar on 
a pestle.
 
I was loving it!
 
I was coming!
 
My load came out of the chute like a prize bull: hot, mean, and lookin’ for the 
door. I yelled right along with Carrie as my orgasm ripped through me. When I 
bothered to notice anything at all, I could look straight ahead and see a most 
marvelously gorgeous ass. As I came down from the stars, I leaned up and kissed 
that ass as lovingly as I knew how.
 
By that time, Carrie and Crys were just holding onto each other and breathing 
hard. Crys was getting tired, I could tell because she had all of her weight on 
my chest. I am in great shape, but that is a load to carry for that long. I 
tapped her again on both of her thighs, and she carefully lifted off of me, 
spinning on the bed to lie next to me. I put my arm around her and Carrie laid 
out flat on top of me before she rolled off to my other arm.
 
(“Fill my heart with song
  And let me sing forever more.
   You are all I long for,
     All I worship, and adore.”)
 
I was in a zone. I was only aware of them and our closeness; I had nothing in my 
mind but the feel of them, the smell of them, the warmth of them. Each of them 
had an arm over my chest, grasping each other’s arms.
 
Carrie was nuzzling my chest. Crys was holding us tight.
 
I drifted off....
 
 
 
 
 
 
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