When I woke up the next morning I noticed it was five to twelve noon. Then I remembered Amy Lee. I looked beside me and sure enough, there she was, right beside me. Sound asleep. Then with a sudden sinking feeling, I remembered another detail of yesterday that I'd forgotten. Gillian, she was coming over at twelve. There was a knock at my door and Amy awoke with a start.
I jumped out of bed and told Amy to stay put. I quickly threw on a dressing gown to cover my naked body and clambered down the stairs. Unlocking the door, I prepared for the worst.
"Gillian!" I exclaimed happily as I opened the door, embracing and kissing her lightly as she stepped over the threshold of my house. She looked at my appearance with an amused look,
"Drag you out of bed, did I? How was the concert?" I locked the door behind her and replied that the concert had been great and that I had been awake anyway. At that moment a voice called from upstairs,
"Matt dear," it was Amy, shit, now I was in trouble, "who is it?" I turned to Gillian, whose pretty face was contorting and turning purple with rage. I began to babble, trying to prevent myself receiving a slap.
"Now Gillian, let me explain, that's Amy Lee up there, I'm not kidding, what would you have..." Gillian cut me short, her face livid,
"Amy Lee, HA!!! That's the worst excuse ever, its not Amy Lee, its just some cheap whore you picked up after the concert, Amy Lee would never sleep with you, your just a cheating, lying..." she ran out of insults and broke down into tears.
I reached out to hug her but she pushed me away and ran through to the living room. Amy had descended the stairs (having found herself a pair of my shorts and a sweater) and was looking at me anxiously, though I couldn't bring myself to look her in the eye.
We followed Gillian into the living room, where she was seated, head in hands, crying. Amy sat down next to her and threw me a look that clearly said get out and don't say a word. I left the room, not daring to look, but content to listen. Amy began to comfort Gillian,
"Gillian?" She began, "its ok. I really am Amy Lee. Look at me." There was a pause and I presume Gillian looked up. Amy continued "Now, I'm not saying that what Matt did was right," Gillian had recognized her, good, "but he's a man, and I came onto him, not the other way around." She stopped talking and there was another pause.
This one seemed to go on for ever, but still I dared not look. The silence continued and I was getting cramp in my leg, so I turned to peek round the door and my jaw fell open in surprise.
Gillian was lying on top of Amy, and they were kissing, hands roaming over each others body. Well, that certainly shocked me. The lesbian action was stirring the dormant member hidden behind my dressing gown. I stepped into the room and cleared my throat. The kiss broke and they girls turned to face me. Amy flashed me a satisfied grin and turned Gillian around to start kissing again.
Amy's hands were fondling Gillian's breasts, and Gillian's nipples were showing through the tight top she was wearing. I moved towards the lovers, dropping my gown to the floor, freeing my now throbbing cock. I stood beside them as Gillian began to remove Amy's sweater, revealing Amy's soft tits, nipples hard and pointing. Amy's hand moved aside and gripped my shaft, she began to stroke it as Gillian kissed her tits. I watched as Gillian got lower and lower on Amy's slim stomach, my cock responding to the gentle touch of Amy, and the magnificent site before me.
Amy's shorts were coming off, slowly revealing her glistening, bald pussy. Gillian breathed in her scent and began teasing her, licking around her pussy. Amy's hand was fervently pumping around my rock hard cock, causing waves of pleasure to spread through my body. Gillian had now buried her head in Amy's pussy, licking deep inside, her fingers rubbing the clit.
Amy was moaning now as Gillian ate her out, her hand pumping my shaft more erratically, and my breathing getting heavier. Amy gasped as Gillian bit down gently on her clit, and then screamed as she began to orgasm, flooding Gillian's mouth with her juices. I moaned aloud as I watched Gillian lick up all Amy had to offer, it was so erotic. I felt balls contract and my cum gushed out onto Amy's stomach as I groaned in pleasure. Gillian moved to Amy's stomach and began to lick up my cum from there.
"Well, Amy," I said, "you certainly know how to comfort people." Gillian grinned sheepishly and I leaned down to kiss her, tasting my cum mixed with Amy's. We began to passionately kiss, tongues dancing, but Amy cleared her throat,
"Sorry to break up this lovely reunion, but can we go back to bed?" We moved back upstairs to my bedroom and before I had a chance to do anything, Amy had leapt on me, pinning me to the bed. Using my sweater and the rope from my dressing gown she tightly tied my hands to the head of the bed, and Gillian had tied my feet to the bottom.