Author: Pescador del Valle
Title: Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl
Part: Chapter 16 of 25
Universe: PdV's Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl
Summary: A romantic view of the unusual erotic encounters
         of three older teenagers
Keywords: mfF, oral, anal, mast, rom
Language: English
Copyright: 2003

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Cilla, Sonia and I had forged an unlikely three-way 
relationship.  It was the holidays and we were heading 
off camping with my brother and his girlfriend.

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I heard a soft farting noise as I opened my bedroom door.  
Girls weren't supposed to do that!

It was 4 am and they were lying together on my bedroom 
floor with my doona as a mattress and with a sheet 
ineffectively covering their lovely limbs.  Cilla was 
spooned into Sonia's back, her hand being held against 
the younger girl's firm stomach.

Sonia's skimpy nightie had ridden up to reveal her black 
haired minge.  I lay down next to her and delicately 
kissed her mouth.  She took a little while to respond and 
then reached for me and pulled me into a more passionate 
embrace.

I had gone through the shower first and freshened up and 
put up with her morning breath as a necessary evil.  The 
peppermint taste in my own mouth masked it to some degree 
and that wasn't nearly as important as the kiss.

Cilla stirred behind her and I reluctantly broke off my 
kiss with Sonia to lift myself up and lean across to tilt 
her head slightly for her own good morning kiss.

I lay back down and wrapped my arms around them both.  
Sonia wriggled onto her back and turned to face Cilla who 
greeted her in the same manner.

"Oh.  Sorry, Love.  I think I seriously need to brush my 
teeth."

"That's alright.  My tongue feels pretty furry too."

I rested my head on Sonia's near-level chest and rubbed 
my fingertips through the fine hair I could see across 
her stomach.

"Okay sleepy heads - If you need more sleep you can have 
a snooze in the car once we get going."

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After weeks of pleading, negotiations and planning we 
were finally going camping.

Renate had had to bring her parents around to meet my 
parents and I (they had already had to make the 
adjustment to their daughter's interest in my brother 
Rick) before finally getting their consent to go.

Cilla, at 18, hadn't had any problem and had helped 
convince Sonia's mother that her 16 year old daughter 
should be allowed to go too.

Knowing that their daughter's friend Sonia was going had 
helped ease Renate's parents' minds a little, she seemed 
SUCH a sensible girl and Sonia had taken the trouble to 
introduce her older friend, who would also be going.

Rick and I had been given permission to take Dad's twin 
cab 4WD utility; Rick only being permitted to drive it in 
a bona fide emergency though.  It had a solid cabin 
installed over the back so our gear was safe from casual 
access if we were parked anywhere.

In order to get off to an early start (we had quite a 
drive ahead of us) we planned to depart by 5 am.  Renata 
lives only around the block so we could pick her up on 
the way but Cilla and Sonia lived about 5 km in the wrong 
direction so we arranged for them to stay the night.  I 
graciously gave up my room and slept on top of my 
sleeping bag on my brother Rick's floor.

Rick went around simply to pick up Renate's gear about 
7:30 pm and got back after 10 - so much for an early 
night.  I have to confess to being no better however, and 
I had to drive for about 6 hours the next day.  It wasn't 
that far in a straight line but the roads didn't work out 
that way and with speed restrictions through the 
mountains we knew from experience it would take longer 
than a map would suggest.

With a couple of extra people in the house the bathroom 
was in demand.  (Mum and Dad have their own ensuite.)  
The youngest went through first and then my guests.  I 
got out just as Rick got home and took the opportunity of 
the quiet house to say goodnight to the delicious damsels 
inhabiting my room.

As they were going to get to spend the night together 
they indicated I should lay down between them.  I wasn't 
going to object.

Sonia was wearing a sheer baby doll nightie which barely 
covered the patch of black fur which could be seen 
through the material.  Cilla had on a pair of light 
cotton shortie pyjamas with the buttons of her top 
undone.  I don't normally wear anything to bed but in 
deference to my parents sensibilities had left my boxer 
shorts (a clean pair!) on.

I cuddled them both to me and they laid their heads on my 
chest, holding hands over my bare stomach.  We seldom had 
an opportunity to just lie like this and, relaxing in the 
darkened room, I drifted off.

I didn't feel the hands slip under the waist band, one 
holding it up for the other then sliding in next to it.  
I didn't feel the brief tussle to hold my limp (not for 
long) cock.  I didn't feel the "loser" cup my balls.  But 
when they began to massage them gently and when two 
tongues began to lick in unison across my nipples, 
something started my brain again and I woke from my dazed 
state to some incredible feelings of pleasure.

I didn't want to have to find a replacement sheet for 
them, nor to try to explain what the other was doing in 
the laundry so I reluctantly forced them to stop.  It was 
much too nice and I told them so.

I couldn't stay too long so I promised we would be 
together all night the following night and gave them 
another hug.  They weren't prepared to take that lying 
down which was rather appropriate at the time.  However 
when I managed to sit up they weren't prepared to take it 
that way either.

Together they dragged me to my bed (okay there was very 
little resistance) and Sonia pushed Cilla towards me.

"After you", she said, "but sit on him while his legs are 
over the side."

Cilla knew Sonia had had more opportunity to review 
various positions even if we hadn't had any opportunity 
to try them out and was always game to try something new.

I made them pass me a condom from my drawer and Sonia 
unwrapped it while Cilla waited at my side.  They may 
both be on the Pill but it would help keep me from coming 
too soon and would leave her pussy fresher for any later 
attentions.

Sonia rolled it over my cock head and then used her lips 
and teeth to gently unfurl it almost to the base, 
finishing with her fingers.  It was a very pleasant 
sensation and almost undid the good work that having it 
on was supposed to achieve.

Cilla swung her leg over my torso when Sonia had moved 
out of the way and sat across my belly with a tit 
dangling in my face.  I caught it in my hand and held the 
nipple to my mouth while I gently kneaded, sucked and 
licked her memorable mammary.

Sonia was teasing me, tickling my balls, as she sat 
between my thighs.  It's not really a glamorous view, and 
at the time I wasn't thinking about it, but there was 
just enough light so when Sonia sat back and started 
scratching my balls lightly with her nails, she had a 
good view of my puckered asshole.

Cilla had shifted her other breast to my mouth, equal 
time for each tit, and I resumed my oral ministrations to 
the crinkled berry between my lips.  I still had the 
other in my hand and passed my thumb back and forth over 
the still moist nipple as it dodged out of the way.

Sonia slipped the hand that wasn't busy tattooing my 
scrotum along my belly and under Cilla's furry pussy.  
Cilla responded by sitting more firmly on it, trapping 
the delicate fingers between our bodies.  Turning her 
hand to bring the palm upwards Sonia crooked her finger 
and managed to work it into Cilla's hot hole.

While Sonia wanted her friend and lover to get her rocks 
off, she was also eager for her own turn and tried to 
hurry us along.  With her finger in the wet cunt, Sonia 
pulled Cilla slightly backwards.  Cilla responded to her 
directions and was soon poised over my rigid cock.  Sonia 
removed her hand and silently positioned me at her 
entrance.

Cilla sat down suddenly and I was engulfed by her hot 
body.  She moved herself up and then down again to get 
her pussy lips untangled and to force herself a little 
further around me.

I am by no means large but it felt to Cilla that I was 
filling her cavity.  She was satisfied and that was all 
that was important.  I personally don't see the point in 
worrying about size; we are given what we've got and have 
to make do as best as we can.  If my prick's not good 
enough then I will learn other techniques.  Regardless 
how I manage it, if I can give pleasure then I have 
achieved something worthwhile.

If it could be better, well, I'm afraid I'll never know 
and if I do a good enough job of keeping my two lovers 
satisfied they may never want to either.

I let Cilla control things.  She moved her hips back and 
forth with an occasional sideways motion.  At this stage 
she wasn't bouncing up and down and I didn't feel a need 
to thrust into her.  My pubic bone was pressing against 
hers and as she moved forwards it provided friction over 
her clit.  The relatively large size of Cilla's sensitive 
organ meant she got plenty of stimulations from the 
contact.

Sonia meanwhile kept insinuating her fingers along my 
prick and into the juices seeping out around it.  She 
brushed those wet fingers between my thighs 
"accidentally" causing a slimy accumulation between my 
ass cheeks.

I was busy elsewhere for some reason and didn't notice 
this.  Cilla had one palm flat against my chest 
supporting herself as she used the other to tweak one of 
my nipples.  What's good for the goose, in this case, is 
definitely good for the gander.

I have found that there is little physiological 
difference between men and women; it is only the result 
of some variations in hormonal levels that stops men 
secreting milk and the nerve endings in this region are 
essentially the same.  The differences may be slight but 
I for one say "vive la difference".

For instance, at the moment I was being subjected to a 
variety of pleasurable sensations at nipple, cock and 
balls.  If there weren't any differences I wouldn't have 
Cilla's warm cunt muscles milking me.  (How DOES she do 
that?)  It would probably fell rather strange having 
another cock rubbing against mine, and what would be the 
point?

Now if we were all like women I wouldn't mind so much but 
then most men could see themselves in a lesbian 
relationship because they are already interested in 
women.

I can fantasize about one wet pussy grinding against 
another (and enjoy watching Cilla and Sonia "perform" 
together) but I think as a woman I would also like to 
experience my lover's prick inside me.

All this speculation is a sidetrack however from the 
impending climax my loves were bringing me closer to.

"That's nice; harder please"

Cilla fucked me harder; her hips increased their forward 
and backwards oscillations as I moved mine in the limited 
room I had available to piston my cock into one very wet 
twat.

Sonia had made sure that her thumb was coated with slimy 
juices and, without me being aware of her intentions, had 
also made sure her body was forcing my legs as far apart 
as possible to give her clear access to my arms.

Paying attention to the increased tempo, she rested her 
thumb against the sphincter and pushed firmly.  After a 
slight resistance, the well lubricated digit forced its 
way into my virgin aperture.

The sensation on top of Cilla's efforts - she was now 
pinching both my nipples as she ground her pussy against 
my pelvic region - overcame any attempts I may have had 
at restraint.  Still holding her tits I thrust heavily 
lifting her off the bed while Sonia quickly moved her arm 
with me to avoid having her thumb pop out of my shit-
hole.

As my hips dropped back Sonia kept her arm outstretched, 
letting me do the work of impaling myself further on her 
thumb.  Remembering her own anal adventures she wriggled 
her thumb and, finding adequate lubrication still 
present, made a fist and began fucking me with her hand.

Normally the first and second spurts of gism are the most 
forceful but I think Sonia's actions caused the 
subsequent pulsations to be equally strong before they 
finally ebbed.  Cilla certainly noticed the extra efforts 
I was making.

I couldn't reach past Cilla and couldn't clamp my thighs 
togethers
with Sonia's body between them.  Sonia kept on digitally 
fucking my ass as I wriggled my hips to try and get her 
to stop.  It wasn't that I didn't like it; I just NEEDED 
her to stop.

A thumb isn't all that big but having it there, feeling 
the distension where there was normally none, was 
remarkable and, although it was something I had not 
contemplated previously, I was now prepared to consider 
further investigations of the concept.

It may not be anything like the "real thing" but at least 
now I had an appreciation of what gay men might get out 
of being together.

As Cilla's own orgasmic rush swept over her my ass 
contracted and finally forced Sonia's thumb out.  I was 
grateful that I had washed very carefully before I came 
in.  The feeling of emptiness that her absence left was 
now something detectable rather than a normal state of 
awareness.

Cilla slumped against me, her big breasts squashed 
against my chest and her face resting beside mine.  I 
kissed the side of her cheek and she turned her head for 
a liplock.  I put my arms around her while at the same 
time using my legs to trap Sonia and give her the closest 
I could to a cuddle in  the circumstances.

Cilla suddenly jumped up.  "Oh!  Cramp in my leg."  She 
stood beside the bed and straightened her leg, stretching 
the offending muscle.

Sonia took advantage of the distraction to bend down and 
kiss my thigh close to my groin where it was damply 
coated with Cilla's overflow.  I didn't realise what was 
happening until it was too late; she opened her mouth 
wider and applied increasing suction, breaking the small 
blood vessels under the skin and leaving a large purple-
red bruise.

"I've marked you as mine now", she said with a grin which 
I couldn't see but certainly heard in the tone of her 
voice.

I removed the condom and found a handkerchief to dry 
myself.

"How long before it's my turn?" asked the imp.

I looked across at the clock.  It was getting late.

"I shouldn't but I certainly owe you for your little 
trick.  Come over here."

I sat on the side of the bed and took Sonia in my arms 
seating her on my lap.  My now limp dick wasn't going 
anywhere for a while so I just cuddled Sonia and petted 
her for a little while as I recovered.

Cilla sat behind me and leaned me back against the soft 
cushions on her chest.  She nuzzled my neck from behind 
which certainly helped stir things up.

So there I was, just 17 with an attractive naked 18 year 
old red head behind me (love makes any woman attractive; 
look in the bridal photos of your local paper to see the 
proof - beauty is a different aspect altogether and a 
woman can be beautiful without being the least 
attractive) and a pert black-haired 16 year old on my 
lap, dressed only in a white nightie that was shorter 
than most mini-skirts.

I had one hand under Sonia's nightwear against the bare 
skin of her back and the other slipped between her legs 
where I used my thumb to diddle her pussy while I 
caressed her thigh with my fingers.

Sonia leaned in turn against me, kissing my cheek as the 
nice feelings grew in her groin.  She lay her own hand 
against my chest, just resting with a wriggle of her bum 
against my leg whenever I made some particularly 
rewarding movement.  She felt Cilla move her arm around 
to hold my hand; she was now encircled by our loving 
embrace and Cilla kissed the top of her head before 
blowing gently into my ear.

The sense of togetherness was wonderful.

As Sonia spread her legs so I could increase the movement 
of my thumb in her no-longer-virgin pussy (and I thank 
you again for that unique gift my sweet one), I felt 
things stirring again as my hardening erection was 
trapped under her leg.

"Cilla, dear, would you please lay on your back with your 
head down this end?"

I motioned for Sonia to stand and then stood with her 
while my recently fucked girlfriend lay down to 
participate in whatever I had in mind next.

I took Sonia by the hand and led her into position.  
"Kneel up here Sweetheart."

She was facing Cilla as she knelt on the edge of the bed.  
I stood behind her and lifted her nightie under her 
armpits before slowly pushing her forward until Cilla's 
breast was in front of her face and her own small mounds 
hovered over Cilla's.

"Enjoy yourselves for a minute ladies", I instructed.

Cilla eagerly complied, putting her arms around the other 
girl's back and pulling her tits into range of her mouth.  
This had the effect of forcing Sonia's mouth down on the 
flattened mound of her female lover; she sucked a 
mouthful of mammary in and began searching for a nipple 
with her tongue.

As I got a fresh condom I watched Sonia's left hand reach 
between Cilla's legs as she supported herself with the 
right.  I "dressed" myself and returned behind Sonia 
where I resumed my earlier thrusting with my thumb.  I 
spat on the fingers of my other hand and transferred the 
wetness to Sonia's puckered ring which I began rubbing 
gently while the thumb of my other hand continued its 
vaginal massage.  Sonia must have liked it; she pushed 
back against my fingers to increase the pressure as I 
tickled the opening, rubbing the apparently sensitive 
area without attempting to penetrate her.

When I pulled my thumb out it was coated with her juices.  
Her pussy was ready and I positioned myself behind her 
and rubbed my prick along her slit to lubricate it.  The 
head connected with the entrance to her glory hole and, 
gripping her hips carefully to avoid wiping my thumb, I 
gave a pelvic thrust which impaled her on my rigid shaft.  
We were fucking for the second time.

Sonia has a much slighter build than Cilla and her pussy 
feels so much tighter.  Having tried both now I have 
trouble saying which I prefer.  When their moist tunnels 
are wrapped around me and we are fucking away I'm happy 
no matter which lover it is; it's only afterwards that I 
can think back and make comparisons.

But the tightness of their cunts is but one aspect of 
their lovemaking.  Cilla moves herself differently to 
Sonia; I suspect the size of her clit dramatically 
affects the degree of stimulation she gets so she tends 
to rub herself against me a lot.

Sonia on the other hand likes a lot of up and down (or in 
and out - it's merely a question of angle); I think her 
tighter pussy means she gets more pleasure from her cunt 
than her clit when I'm in her.

Cilla has a muscular control that Sonia hasn't achieved 
yet (please teach her, Cilla love); her tits sway and her 
nipples stand out like small berries unlike Sonia's 
nearly boyish mounds; Sonia appears to get much wetter 
and her lubricating flow has a musky flavour that sets it 
apart from Cilla's own sweet cunt juices.

I love to suck Sonia's labia, her long inner lips seem to 
reach half way down my mouth; and Cilla's clit has to be 
seen to be believed, almost a mini (very mini) penis in 
appearance that is fun to play with when I'm eating her.

Above all this though has been the lack of jealousy when 
we are together as pairs or as our trio.  Any one of us 
will step aside to let the others have pleasure first, 
contributing in any way we can with the understanding we 
are all loved and we all want the others to be happy.

It's not an entirely selfish situation - we all want to 
get our jollies too - but there is no rush, everyone gets 
their needs attended to.

And that is just the sex!

We have found we can sit together and talk and cuddle and 
kiss each other without any pressure to have sex 
(although we certainly haven't been letting many 
opportunities pass us by); we have similar interests with 
enough differences to stop things getting boring.

The excessive emphasis on sex that we had during our 
first week has mellowed.  We are all still as randy as 
all hell but now we have had a chance to get to know each 
other as more complete people and it makes everything so 
much richer.  It might be better to find out about each 
other BEFORE the sex but at least we have survived the 
sex to find out about each other.

Having gotten where Sonia wanted me I then began to 
implement phase two of my "revenge".  Is it revenge if 
you get someone back in a good way?  I hoped Sonia 
wouldn't over-react; I didn't want everyone woken by 
Cilla's screams as Sonia bit her nipple off.  I decided 
to take things a bit slower than she had.

Gently thrusting in and out as I fucked the young woman 
doggy style, I spat on my fingers again and wiped the 
moisture over her upturned tail.  I used one of the wet 
fingers to tease her asshole.

Just the tip, not even the nail; I gradually introduced 
the saliva to the inside of that tight ring.  It was a 
little tricky keeping up a slow tempo without falling out 
and at the same time trying to prepare Sonia's ass.

Sonia was experiencing the feeling of fullness which she 
found enjoyable plus an exciting tickle as I played with 
her bum.  She longed for the slim vibrator she had tried 
there; she desired the combined effects of the vibrations 
and the movement of my cock inside her.

Turned over from the position we had used when we had 
fucked for the first time at my birthday party only a few 
days earlier, she found the sensations pleasurable but 
different.  In addition her face was now being ploughed 
across Cilla's tit while her own nipple was being pulled 
back and forth as Cilla refused to lose her hold.

Sonia was getting no clitoral stimulation from my 
fucking; my cock rubbing against the thin wall between 
cunt and bowel and my pubic bone bumping her ass cheeks 
(when not buffered by my hand) instead of grinding 
against hers.  Without being able to say exactly what was 
different she knew something was and stopped playing with 
Cilla's pussy to play with her own and occasionally to 
tickle my dangling balls.

My moistened finger was able to enter her shit-hole 
enough to cover the nail but the circle of muscle was 
tight and the saliva didn't provide enough lubrication to 
get past the resistance.

I gently extracted my digit, the skin around the hole 
adhering slightly as it came out and I had to roll it 
sideways to avoid pulling the delicate tissues.

I freshened the juices on my thumb before positioning it 
at the entrance to Sonia's back passage.  With my fingers 
of both hands splayed across her ass cheeks I firmly 
pushed it against the bullseye that was not clearly 
visible in the dimly lit shadows.

It slid a little way into the target and stopped; the 
ring of muscle gripped me tightly and I couldn't move my 
thumb either in or out.  I rotated my hand bringing 
lubricant to those patches which were dry.  This eased 
things a little.

I left it there as I thrust with my hips, my balls 
colliding with Sonia's fingers as she continued to frig 
herself.  I looked over Sonia's back and saw a hand 
between Cilla's thighs as well.  Now I knew Sonia was 
supporting herself with one hand and I could feel the 
other; mine were both busy so, unless there was someone 
else with us, Cilla had decided if Sonia could play with 
herself so could she.

I didn't mind in the least.  It was nice to watch, 
limited though the view was from my angle and in the 
semi-darkness, and nicer still to imagine.

Sonia had relaxed, at least enough for my thumb to go to 
the first knuckle.  She lurched a little as it slid in 
but then pushed back against my hand.  I continued 
fucking her but now my hand acted to stabilise her body 
somewhat.  Every movement of her hips took the embedded 
thumb with it; any attempt not to meant Sonia felt a 
little burst of pleasure/pain as it was withdrawn or 
moved deeper.

She relaxed again and I pushed it as far as it would go.  
A thumb was actually easier to insert to its full length 
than a narrower finger simply because of the limited room 
available in the area of operation.  A thumb would fit 
nicely with the rest of the hand cupping the butt cheek 
but as soon as you used a finger you had to find room for 
the thumb while maintaining a comfortable angle with your 
elbow - just try it.  Now if you tucked the thumb into 
the pussy ... Hmm something for later.

I now held Sonia like a bowling ball.  A poor analogy 
possibly since only one hole was being used but it 
certainly felt to be controlling her ass in much the same 
way - thumb for support and fingers splayed for balance 
and control.

However now I was able to relax my pelvic movements and 
instead pull and push her back and forth along my prick.  
This was useful as I had had to lean back slightly to 
make room for my hand and now I could balance myself more 
easily.

Sonia had subjected me to an intense anal thrust at the 
time of my orgasm; I was maintaining an ongoing 
stimulation instead.

Previously each fucking motion had caused Sonia to jerk 
forward and then ease back only to be jerked forward 
again.  She now found this was replaced by a continuous 
and relatively even rocking motion.  Both she and Cilla 
found the repeated short tugs and licks they applied to 
each other's tits replaced by a much longer and smoother 
action.

As I directed her hip movements I curled and straightened 
my thumb in synchronisation with the changes in 
direction.

"Something must be working", I thought as I felt the tips 
of her fingers banging more rapidly against my scrotal 
pendulum.  Sonia moaned in satisfaction as I moved my 
thumb around and Cilla helped with her own oral 
attentions while jilling herself.

None of us considered Cilla greedy; if she managed to 
come a second time that was just a bonus for the evening.  
The orgasm she gave herself certainly wouldn't be 
begrudged.  I, of course, was only doing my duty; I 
didn't want to be there; it was a terrible imposition.

Who am I trying to kid?

I was relishing the feelings passing along my cock.  My 
balls were almost ready and my earlier session with Cilla 
was way in the past as far as they were concerned.

I took my free hand and placed it on Sonia's shoulder, 
pulling her whole body back against me as I buried myself 
as my second orgasm for the night swept over me.  I 
continued thrusting for a time but Sonia was still 
striving for completion when I started drooping and I had 
to withdraw before I left the condom inside her.

I released her shoulder and held the rubber as I left her 
sloppy cunt.  I tried to remove my thumb as well but her 
asshole had dried and the process was more than a little 
difficult.

Rolling it from side to side as I drew it out, I managed 
to remove most of it before the last joint was squeezed 
out in a rush.

With the used condom dangling from my increasingly 
flaccid dick I knelt and gently indicated Sonia should 
roll onto her back.  Now both of my loves were on their 
backs , heads together & in opposite directions.  Sonia's 
wet, just fucked pussy was in front of my face and I put 
her legs over my shoulders and moved in.

Ignoring the slight rubber taste I proceeded to give her 
the added stimulation that had been missing.  I caressed 
her clitoral bud, tenderly kissing the fleshy covering 
and running my tongue through her juicy slit to press it 
flattened against the sensitive organ.  Looks like her 
clit was important to her as well.

I tried to tickle her ass again but she moved away and I 
heard a muffled "No".  Oh well - I could understand from 
personal experience; enough could be enough.

I had noticed the bed moving but had been otherwise 
diverted and didn't see Cilla straddle Sonia's head.  
Maybe she WAS greedy; regardless of the merits however, 
Sonia was providing her with the same courteous service 
that I was providing to Sonia.  With a glance at Cilla's 
attractive back and curvy buttocks, I got back to 
carrying out that delicious task.

It didn't take too much longer.  Cilla first, which was 
probably fortunate, and then Sonia.  After the shuddering 
ceased I continued to just rest my mouth over Sonia's 
pubic bone, no longer even touching her clit with my 
tongue, until she pushed my head away.

"Enough.  Please."

I backed off and gave her thigh a kiss.  Another 
opportunity for revenge!  I moved back in and duplicated 
her earlier actions - now she had a hickey as well.  The 
only difference was my bathing trunks would hide mine 
whereas her nice red bikini would show the bruised area 
clearly.

"Now who owns whom?"

I stood to clean up and dry off again; Cilla and Sonia 
moved apart and Cilla lay down next to Sonia; they 
cuddled.  Once tidy I sat by their heads and gently 
rubbed their cheeks and necks, alternating between them.

"Thank you, my loves.  It has been a lovely evening."

"Do you have to go?"

"Yes.  I'm sorry.  If I could guarantee being up before 
the others I would stay & duck out in time to preserve 
your 'reputations' or at least to avoid the lectures, but 
my Mum is just as likely to have set her alarm in case I 
don't get up."

"Well you had better give us a hug and get out of here 
then", Cilla mockingly complained as she stood up.  She 
made me stand and hugged me, her head against my shoulder 
as she waited for Sonia to join us.

I wasn't prepared for her to change the lick along my jaw 
line into a limpet-like attack on my neck.  I squirmed 
but she had her arms around me.  When she let up, the 
love bite on the left side of my neck turned out (as I 
found later but then had no knowledge of) to be of rather 
less consequential than I imagined.

I was mildly annoyed, we still had to get out of the 
house and pick up Renate, yet somewhat amused and hugged 
her.  Sonia came to make it a three-way thing.  I could 
live with another lecture, I supposed.

I puckered and they both came in for a triangular kiss, 
their cheeks tightly pressed against mine to ensure a 
firm oral contact.  I flicked their lips with my tongue 
which brought about a frenzy of lingual activity.  We 
tongue tussled for a while before stopping with a giggle 
and a firmer hug.

I gave Sonia a proper kiss which she passed to Cilla who 
returned it to me.  Serial kissing was fun; I got two 
kisses out of each cycle plus the extra erotic thrill of 
watching two lovely ladies (one still naked, the other 
skimpily dressed) swapping their saliva.

Enough! I had to get some sleep.  It was now almost 
11:30.

I released my loves, "Goodnight, I love you both."

They stood there arm in arm and looked at each other 
before replying in unison, "We love you."

I ducked down the corridor for a quick wash and was 
closing the bathroom door when Sonia followed me in.

"I just came to wash my hands."

"Good thinking", I thought.  If her hand just happened to 
stray to someone's pussy during the night she didn't want 
to bring an infection with it.

We shared the soap and washed each other's hands - a 
remarkably sensuous experience for something so simple.  
I then dropped my boxers to wash off the dried semen.

"Let me."  Sonia wet a cloth under the hot tap and soaped 
it slightly then knelt at my feet.

The warm soapy towel was rubbed over my balls and Sonia 
stretched my limp dick so she could pass the cloth along 
it.  Watching her ministrations and feeling the warmth 
and wetness and pressure was too much.  I actually 
started stiffening again!

Sonia stood and rinsed the cloth in warm water then 
rubbed it over my semi-erection and soapy scrotum.  With 
the area cleaned she took a towel from me and gently 
patted things dry.  Too much; there was no "semi" 
anymore.

"Oh isn't that a shame - you're still allergic to me."  
She referred to a little game that had occurred soon 
after we had met.

"I'd better just kiss it better."

She was kneeling again before I could stop her and 
holding my rod in one hand was kissing the knob and 
testing with her tongue to see all the soap was gone.

Apparently I was squeaky clean because she gripped my ass 
cheeks and pulled me hard into her mouth.  She had to let 
up immediately to avoid gagging but the impression had 
been made.  Wow!

She more gently sucked and bobbed her head.  I wasn't 
sure what to do other than rest my hands on her head; no 
compulsion, just contact.  After coming twice it might 
take me some time to come again and I didn't really want 
to be up any later - nice as the reason was.

That wasn't Sonia's intention however as on her next slow 
plunge I once again felt her latch her teeth into me.

"Arrgh!"  I tried to stifle my moan; that hurt!  Still 
she held on, not realising it was a little too much pain.  
"No. Arr. Sonia! Stop - please!"

She released me and stood with a smile, putting one arm 
around my neck to draw me into a kiss.  Her other hand 
found the area she had just bitten.  I could feel her 
finger tracing the indentations.  As she lightly pressed 
her fingers around the area I felt further slight 
twinges.

Each touch was exquisitely painful.  In the same way you 
might worry a sore tooth, or bend an injured elbow or 
knee even though it hurt, the pain wasn't enough to stop 
you doing it again and in this case served as a vivid 
reminder of where Sonia's mouth had just been.

"You couldn't stay with us Lover, so now I'm going to be 
staying with you.  Think of us when you are laying there.  
Bye."

She gave me a peck on the cheek and I just managed to 
catch her a swipe on the tail as she went back to my room 
to spend what remained of the night in the arms of my 
other love.

Two vampyres - one attacking my neck and the other my 
dick and thigh - had left my body a little tender.  I 
certainly hoped I would be able to get to sleep with all 
these little "reminders".

The nice part was that satiation is a good cure for 
insomnia so I actually had no trouble dropping off.

-----

Sonia got up first after I had awoken them the next 
morning and left Cilla and I to have a cuddle as she got 
through the shower.  I kissed Cilla again and she reached 
down to rub me.

"Careful.  I'm a little sore."

"What's up?  Did we work you a little hard?"

"No.  I got bitten during the night."

"I heard about that."

"Don't tell me you too carried on after I left you?"

"No we were both literally too fucked, thanks to you, to 
do more than cuddle and chat until we drifted off."

Chatted, hey?  I suppose we would all be a little 
insecure about having our lovers comparing notes.  I 
certainly was no exception.

"What about?"

"Nothing bad, I assure you.  Sonia told me about leaving 
you with a lasting impression and we talked about that 
and fingering assholes and a few other things; how she 
knew about them, mainly."

She continued, "I don't think we should have secrets, at 
least not the 'two knows, one doesn't' kind, other than 
presents of course.  Sometimes there might be something 
you're not ready to discuss but I think if we are going 
to make it together then if something comes up it should 
be open between the three of us."

"I agree.  Where is this leading?"

"Having said that, I don't think it is my place to tell 
Sonia's story.  I was a bit disturbed when she first told 
me and she agreed when I said she had to let you know 
too; she will, and its not something to be concerned 
about so you shouldn't push her, okay?" 

"Okay.  I trust your judgement; after all, you decided to 
go out with me so that shows how good it must be."

"Let me have a look at what she did to you."

She knelt and made me stand.

Next thing I knew, my shorts were around my ankles and my 
boxers soon followed.  I stood there with my wilted stalk 
and bruised thigh while Cilla gently lifted my penis for 
inspection.

She indicated with a finger and a raised eyebrow.

"Carefully", I pleaded.

She rubbed her finger gently over the skin.  There was 
nothing to feel of the bite mark although there were a 
few marks to indicate the place.

"You poor dead - what a horrible person she must be!"

"I didn't believe her any more than she did.

"Yes.  She's such a cruel bitch we will have to put her 
on short rations."

"If she had bitten any harder the rations would be short 
indeed!"

Har Har - why is it the humour always seems to be at my 
expense.  Still I don't think short rations would work 
anyway - too much of a case of cutting off one's nose to 
spite one's face; it wouldn't only be Sonia that suffered 
such treatment.

Cilla kissed the end of my cock as she held it in front 
of her face.  She made a mock lunge with teeth visible 
and, though I doubt she was at all serious, I made a 
strategic withdrawal anyway.

"I thought you said you trusted me?" she said with a note 
of fake disappointment.

"I said I trusted your judgement, not necessarily your 
sense of humour.  Help me get dressed again."

She pulled up my boxers and shorts again then stood next 
to me.  I unbuttoned her pyjama top one by one, purely in 
the matter of efficiency; she would be that much readier 
when Sonia was out of the bathroom.

I suppose they could have showered together although that 
might have taken three of four times longer than 
individual showers.

It was more fun instead to stand there with her and slip 
my hands up around her back and just admire her gorgeous 
breasts.

Now I like Sonia's tits; they are right for her size and 
I can take a whole one in my mouth.  I like to see them 
and play with them BUT, though I may never let Sonia (or 
Cilla) know, Cilla's tits are my idea of perfection.

They are neither too big nor too small; the skin is still 
taut enough to prevent any sag, her nipples pointing 
slightly skywards; and enough "fill" to give a sensuous 
arc below.

So it was that we were still standing there with me 
admiring Cilla's chest ornamentation when Sonia returned.  
I wasn't facing the door so just in case it was Rick (who 
wasn't overly observant about knocking), I pulled Cilla 
to me.

"Don't you two get enough?" my little love complained.

We opened our arms to include her and she got the 
benefits of Cilla's tits right in her face.

"Now we've' got enough", I told her.  "I don't understand 
how others get by with only a single partner.  I can't 
see having only one of you as ever being enough."

I was surprised and touched that this brought tears to 
her eyes.

Cilla turned on me with false heat, "That's right.  Now 
you have to settle the poor dear down.  don't you dare 
say or do anything else to upset my poor darling you 
brute."

She gave me a mock punch in the arm as she grinned and 
hugged her little lover to her breasts.  "He's right 
though.  I don't want to be parted form either of you - I 
feel emptier when I'm alone.

She noticed her ring and held it up.  I took her hand in 
mine and Sonia added hers, the three identical rings the 
silent symbol of our pledges to each other.

"Having said that I'm off to the shower."

"What would you like for breakfast?"

"Just some coffee and toast - cinnamon if you have any.  
I don't want much if we're travelling."

"Okay.  It will be ready by the time you get out & cold 
if you take too long."

She left with her clothes and I waited for Sonia to get 
organised.  We joined Rick in the kitchen where he was 
making as little noise as possible.

"Good morning."

"Morning Sonia"

He noticed my neck.  "Hey Glyn - I knew you took a little 
while coming to bed but ... have you checked your neck?"

"Yes."  I hoped to play it down.

"So?  Who's to blame?"  He looked at Sonia with raised 
eyebrows and she poked her tongue out at him.

"A gentleman never discusses these things.  Let's just 
say it was too dark to see."

Sonia smiled at my response and wondering how Rick would 
react to the bite she had inflicted or if she dropped her 
shorts to show him the bite mark I had given her.

I put the kettle on while Sonia helped load the toaster.

Rick stood there watching us and wondering how I had the 
balls to make out with one girl while another who was 
interested in me was in the same room.

Sonia and I had cereal with OJ and coffee respectively; I 
needed a pickup after getting less sleep than I expected.  
I looked at the clock - 4:40 am.

That gave Cilla 10 minutes for breakfast and then off to 
get Renate.  Right on time.

Cilla joined us and I passed her the toast and coffee she 
had requested.

Rick wasn't sure what to think.  I'd obviously made some 
contact with one or other (or both? - raised eyebrows 
again as he considered that) girl during the night, my 
neck was an obvious sign of that, but neither girl was 
making any special effort to hug or look at me or 
anything.  They spent as much time looking and talking to 
each other.

Had I had a falling out after getting the hickey maybe?

His puzzlement turned to humour when my father came out 
to say goodbye and to give a final  set of warnings.

I made an effort to keep my bruised neck turned away from 
him.  It wasn't large but it would be one more lecture 
before we got away and may start him on a few other 
topics.  He didn't notice as I was getting things ready 
or packing up the breakfast table but Rick was paying 
amused attention to my actions.

Finally I managed to get out in the car.  With two bucket 
seats and a bench in the back that held three I thought I 
would be a bit of a bastard to Rick to start with and 
asked him to sit in front with me.

"You can keep me awake - you got plenty of sleep."  I 
implied that the rest of us hadn't just to tease.  
"Renate will probably want to talk with the girls 
anyway."

Disappointed, he sat in the front.

I started the car as quietly as possible and, when it had 
warmed up, pulled out the driveway.

The horizon was just beginning to show signs of the 
coming morning as we pulled up outside Renate's house.  I 
didn't want to disturb them by pulling in the driveway 
but both parents came out with her after Rick went up to 
the door.

They seemed pleased that wee had segregated the seating 
arrangements.  "Now be a good girl, Renate", said her 
mother.  "You know what we discussed."

"Yes, Mother.  Goodbye."  Embarrassed at the fairly 
obvious nature of the instruction, she self-consciously 
kissed her parents goodbye and got in.

We returned their waves as we set off for the ranges, our 
campsite and ADVENTURE.

