ALL CHARACTERS ARE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER.
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Tom, Jenna and Trish lay together in bed; naked, sweaty and satisfied.
Suddenly Trish gasped. "Oh, wow."
"What?" Jenna and Tom asked together.
"I'm...dripping. That's an interesting sensation."
"Let me get something to clean you up," Tom offered.
"No, that's okay, I gotta go pee anyway." Trish eased herself out of bed carefully, trying not to make a mess. Still, she could feel Tommy's sperm dripping down her leg as she dashed to the bathroom.
Jenna watched her friend run off with a giggle. "That's what she gets for letting you go bareback."
Tom smiled. "Hey, if it's not messy it's not fun, right?"
Jenna laughed. "True. Speaking of messy..." She held her still sticky fingers up to his nose with a wicked grin. "Thought you might enjoy a sniff."
Tom inhaled deeply. "Oh, that's nice." Despite having just had an orgasm, he felt his deflated cock twitching.
Jenna noticed it. "Ready to go again already?"
Tom sighed. "Probably not. I'm sorry, darlin', I really wish I was a younger man right now, so I could easily take care of both of you. But I think I'm gonna need a little recovery time."
Jenna kissed his cheek. "Don't be sorry, my love. I don't expect you to be a porn star. Besides, we've got all night. And tomorrow. And the day after that, and..."
"And you'll be back in school in a few more weeks," Tom jumped in. "But in the meantime we'll just have to take advantage of the time we have."
Tom rolled into Jenna and found her lips, kissing her deeply. Jenna responded in kind, parting her soft lips to accept his tongue.
Tom could feel her urgency and desire, and he wanted her badly. The trust she had shown in letting him make love to her best friend, in welcoming Trish into their relationship, made him love her even more.
He loved Trish too, he realized, but now more than ever he wanted to reconnect with Jenna.
"Like I said, I may still need some down time," he grinned, breaking their kiss, "but I'd love to take care of you in other ways, if you'd like."
Jenna beamed. "I was hoping you might."
Laying back, she pulled him over her. Tom could feel her stiff nipples against his chest as they continued kissing.
Moving from her lips, he worked his way down her body slowly. When he got to her breasts he lapped at them softly at first, building the intensity as she responded until she was squirming beneath him, her hands grasping at his head and pushing his mouth down over her swollen buds as he sucked them.
Jenna's hips began to grind against him and, taking the hint, he moved still lower, kissing his way down her belly until he could feel her soft red pubes tickling his nose and smell her feminine scent.
"Damn, and I just finished cleaning myself up." Trish was standing in the doorway, grinning ear to ear. She was still gloriously naked.
Jenna laughed. "Come, sit beside me. Your turn to watch."
Trish joined Jenna on the bed, laying beside her as Tom returned his attention to the task at hand.
His face mere inches from Jenna's pussy, Tom took a moment to once again admire its beauty.
The vulva surrounding her vaginal entrance was enticingly curvy, so creamy and smooth, with little goosebumps scattered across the surface of her fair skin.
Her labia were tiny, delicate, the soft shade of pink rose petals, coated in a light sheen of glistening cream. He couldn't wait to taste her.
His tongue danced delicately along her cleft, starting at the bottom and gliding up to her clitoral hood, where it ended with a light flick.
Jenna's hips jumped at the contact. "Fffuck!"
Grabbing his hair, she pushed his face into her. Again her hips began to move, thrusting upwards to meet his tongue as it fluttered continuously at her engorged button, it's nerve endings sending warm ripples up through her belly and along her spine, and now her back was arching and it was all he could to to grab her hips and hold on as she bucked under him.
"Right there, right there, fuck yes, right there, just lick it, just like that," she panted.
Tom followed her guidance, focusing his efforts on her clit, lapping at it until his tongue ached with the effort, determined to make his young lover explode with pleasure.
Jenna's moans became muffled. Looking up from between her legs, he was greeted by the sight of Trish and Jenna kissing passionately, Trish's hand exploring Jenna's breasts. Tom watched with glee as Trish helped stoke Jenna's flames, her hips shaking and legs trembling as her pleasure intensified.
Jenna was in sensory overload. Trish was now sucking at her nipples, alternating between them, sending vibrations like rippling waves flowing through her midsection and down between her legs, where Tommy's tongue caught them and flicked them back through her clit to travel upwards again, making her entire body tremor uncontrollably.
The pulsating waves suddenly latched on deep within her loins and she knew she was close. Her orgasm rose in a rush, flowing through her, and she felt herself gush, a hot river running from her that Tommy greedily drank from.
Her cries of pleasure sounded distant in her ears, as if from far away. Her head swam with an intoxicating dizziness, a high no drug could reproduce.
Finally, she begged off. "Enough! Oh, God, it's too much, I can't..." Her body jerked again, a smaller orgasm suddenly shaking her like the aftershock of an earthquake.
Giving her sensitive vulva a few last light kisses, Tommy then pulled himself up to lay beside her still quivering body. Trish snuggled on the other side, meeting his eyes with a huge, satisfied grin that spoke volumes as to how much fun she too was having.
"Holy...shit, you guys," Jenna gasped, "that was...I can't even...oh, wow."
Tom laughed. "It must have been pretty good to leave you this speechless."
"I'm a little jealous," smirked Trish. "Any chance I could get a little of that action?"
Despite the ache in his jaw, Tom was more than willing to oblige her. But before he could respond, Jenna suddenly pounced on Trish, pushing her back on the bed. "Actually, I was hoping for a chance at you myself...that is, if you want."
Trish's surprise lasted only a moment. Then she was pulling Jenna to her. Their kisses were soft, passionate, sensual.
Now it was Tommy's turn to lay back and watch as the two friends turned lovers explored each other. Jenna broke from their kissing only long enough to look over at him, her eyes asking a silent question: "Are you okay with this?"
Tom nodded with a wide smile that Jenna returned before going back to kissing Trish.
While Jenna and Trish had made out before, fooling around, teasing guys online, this was different. Jenna was amazed at how natural it felt, how right. Kissing Trish, touching her body, her hands now exploring her soft skin and feminine curves, so different from Tommy's more muscular, masculine frame.
As she cupped Trish's breasts for the first time, Jenna marveled at how different they felt from her own; fuller, softer. She loved how heavy they felt in her hands, and the contrast between the soft flesh of them and the rougher texture of her large, circular areola, capped off by her swollen nipples.
Trish's hands were on Jenna's breasts as well and, despite having had several orgasms already, Jenna could feel herself getting wetter.
Shifting herself, she straddled Trish's leg, gently lowering her throbbing pussy until it made contact. Her clit was once again pulsing as she ever so slowly rubbed herself along Trish's thigh as they continued their explorations with both hands and tongues.
Jenna could feel Trish's hips moving beneath her and instinctively knew her pussy was craving attention as well. Sitting up slightly, Jenna adjusted her position, moving up still higher on Trish's thigh and moving so that her left leg now rested up against Trish's also soaked slit.
Trish immediately began to grind against it. "Oh fuck," she gasped softly.
Tom lay quietly beside them, watching as the girls now worked their pussies over each other's legs, the two of them breathing heavily and holding hands as they pleasured themselves.
Tom could feel his arousal building, his cock responding to the visual stimulation, but was content for the moment to allow the two young women to have their moment. He stroked his slowly growing erection, savoring the sight of them together.
As exciting as the leg humping was, Jenna wasn't quite getting there, and if she wasn't, she knew Trish wasn't either.
Jenna leaned in to kiss Trish again. "I want to taste you."
Trish could only manage an affirmative nod. Her emotions were a beautiful storm. She'd never considered herself bisexual or pansexual or whatever other label people were using nowadays. All she knew was she'd had feelings for Jenna since the first day they'd met, but had never had much expectations for anything like this. Jenna had always seemed so reserved.
But ever since Tommy had come into their lives, things had changed, and Trish was now ecstatic to have not just had her first true sexual experience with a man she cared about, but to also now experience her first time with another woman, a woman whom she loved and considered her best friend.
Trish shivered with anticipation as Jenna kissed her way down her body. She sighed when she felt Jenna's breath over her aching clit.
Jenna paused only a moment before diving in. As her tongue ran along Trish's hot, slick cleft, Jenna savored the moment; her first real taste of pussy. At least one not her own.
As she feasted on her friend, she began to understand why Tommy loved the smell of pussy so much. The scents wafting through her nose were intoxicating, making her own pussy throb and drip its own juices.
Jenna was about to reach down and rub her own aching clit when she felt a hand gently caress her folds. She knew the touch instantly; Tommy had reached over and was now stroking her slit.
