Jenny turned out the lights, but the bedroom was still dimly lit with some sort of diffused lighting. The two women began their lovemaking. I lay there watching and it was nothing like I could ever have imagined. I never gave much thought about a woman wanting to make love to another woman, but I always wanted to make love to a woman, so what's the difference?
They looked like they were having so much fun I wanted to join them. One time I watched a raccoon uncover a hive of ground bees to get at their honey. The bees drove him off and he sat some distance away watching that honey. He wanted it in the worst way, but he knew it was going to be painful. I was doing the same thing. I wanted to dip into that honey pot, but the women's rejection could be painful.
I wasn't sure just how to approach these two female bodies. It wasn't likely they would offer an invitation, but it would be best not to introduce a discordant note into their lovemaking rhythm. In their present position there was a lovely rear end unattended so I proceeded to make love to it. From this angle I didn't know if it was Jenny's or Amy's and truthfully it didn't make any difference. Parting her cheeks I kissed and licked up and down the seam and paid attention to a cute little rosebud opening with my tongue.
When the rear end disappeared with a shift of bodies, a delicious breast with its inviting nipple made itself available. In this manner I made my way around the two writhing bodies taking advantage of every opportunity. My size was a plus, I could reach an arm and hand into small openings.
When one of the women was fully engaged in addressing the other's vulva, I sometimes was able to equally engage hers. Again my size helped, I was able to not only extend an arm and hand into an area, but occasionally my head as well. In fact my face and bald head seemed to be a favorite with the women. The first recognition that I had joined the party was when one of the women put a hand on my head and pushed my face into her vulva. I did my best to respond with my nose, lips and tongue since my hands were usually engaged elsewhere.
There were times I was totally passive in that my body and body parts went where the women pushed, pulled or forced them. My job was as I saw it was to respond accordingly with mouth, fingers or whatever. I'm almost certain at one time the toes of one foot were inside a vagina. Those digits are not particularly dexterous, but I wiggled them the best I could and was rewarded with a squeal right in my ear. For a moment I was confused because it didn't seem anatomically possible for my foot to be in that particular vagina and still have her mouth in my ear.
My needs weren't overlooked either. I usually found a hand on my penis pushing it here and there. The only problem was sometimes I think they forgot that it was still attached. Sometimes the hand was replaced with a mouth and at least once I knew it was in a vagina. When I exploded in a mouth I figured that was expected, but I also exploded in the vagina. That may not have been expected. My rear end was also in play. Most of the time there was one or two fingers in my anus and even once I thought they were my own, but I couldn't be certain.
Whenever a clit was presented I made the best of the opportunity to lick and suck, but sometimes the time was too short. It was the same with massaging a vagina opening. Sometimes it was long enough time for me to get my hand deep in their vagina passage, sometimes it wasn't. Within a short time, whatever vagina was made available, it was dripping with the owners juices.
That was when I made my great scientific discovery. I could distinguish between vaginas by the taste of the juices coming from it. I didn't know whether it was Jenny's or Amy's, just that they were different. Actually when I had my nose buried in their crotch, the two women also smelled different.
Since I spent a great deal of time in the crotch area of the women, I was covered with their juices from head to toe. Had they actually shoved me up their vaginas, I probably wouldn't have been more covered with their juices. Eventually it seemed the two women seemed to cede their crotch areas to me and were kissing and holding each other. It had been an active night. There were times when it was physically demanding for my small body trapped in some positions, but it had been a grand and glorious time.
The two women fell asleep in each other arms facing each other. I ended up between them with my head near their crotches. I was lying on my back with my arms crossed on my chest and each of the women had their lower leg pressing against the side of my body nearest them. Almost in unison they threw their upper leg across me so that I became a 'body pillow' trapped between their legs. My shoulders were against their vulvas and with my arms crossed I could place two fingers in the area of their clit. With their rubbing against me, it seems we all approved of the arrangement.
In the morning Amy was the first to get up. I rolled over and faced who I thought was Jenny and she used her leg over my body to pull my face into her vulva. I found her clit and it popped out from under her hood as soon as my tongue touched the area. I sucked and licked and she used her hands to force my face against her. I put my fingers into her vagina and began massaging the opening. It wasn't long before Jenny was pushing my hand in deeper. I could feel her contractions coming one after another. I was still using my tongue when I heard Amy's voice behind me, "Jenny, are you going to let him out of your pussy long enough for us to get dressed?"
Jenny said, "I'm going to pee and I'll fill the tub. Why don't you let Annie give your pussy a morning kiss," and that she did.
I was laying there sort of pooped. Amy slapped my backside and said, "Come on, missy, you may have all day, but Jenny and I are working girls."
When we walked into the bathroom I went to the toilet, but this bowl was also too high. Amy said, "I'll show you how I helped my little brother." She stood in front of the bowl and lifted me up to stand on her instep and that was just high enough. Amy said, "I used to do that for my little brother. He used to call it, 'pee time'. It was dumb, but it was special between just the two of us back then."
Jenny was already in the enclosed tub when Amy and I stepped in. The two women sat facing each other with their knees up and put me between them. Jenny scrubbed my back while Amy did the front. I was thoroughly scrubbed and I mean thoroughly. After she was finished the two women slid their butts closer together and Amy took my penis in her mouth, I could feel first one then two soapy fingers slide in my anus. The two women doubled teamed me and when I exploded in Amy's mouth she drained every bit. They turned me around and repeated with Jenny doing the sucking and Amy the probing.
When they were finished with me Amy sat me on the edge of the tub and the two women proceeded to scrub each other. I enjoyed every minute of the show. Amy handed me soap, turned and placed a foot up on the edge of the tub and put her rear end near my face. I understood, I was the rear end scrubber and scrub Amy's rear end I did. Jenny was kneeling in front of Amy taking care of business there. I had soaped my hands and used both of them to soap every inch of her butt, which included significant time with my fingers in her anus to make sure that was clean as well. Jenny and Amy switched places and eventually someone turned on the shower to rinse the three of us off.
When we were getting dressed Amy said, "Annie, I have to put that mesh sleeve on your dick or your aunt will wonder." She slipped it on and tied it off in the back, but not nearly as tight as Arilla.
"Jenny, what will you tell his Aunt?"
"Oh, that's easy, Amy. I'll tell Mrs. Gomez that her niece was a perfect 'little lady'."
With that Jenny and Amy giggled uncontrollably almost doubled over, I thought, "These women are only in their mid twenties and they have no concept that figuratively they've had sex with someone they think is an underage boy. I suppose they don't consider that our ages are that different and my 'Aunt' and I are already into something 'hinky', so she's not going to complain. They're a couple of sweethearts. I'll have to figure a way to maybe warn them from trying that again, except I'd be sure to accept a repeat. Maybe I should confess all to them, because then they can say they knew I was a thirty five year old man."
The phone rang and Jenny picked it up. Oh, hi Mrs. Gomez, we were just going to feed her......You'll take care of that......It's no bother, believe me.....Oh yes, she was a perfect little lady." Amy was trying to keep from laughing out loud. "We'll have her there in twenty minutes then. Goodbye."
Jenny turned to me. "She's got something she wants from you, doesn't she? You know, I don't think I like your aunt." When I didn't respond, she said, "Annie, listen to me. I'm going to give you our phone number and I want you to hide it someplace safe. If you need help, you have someone call Amy or me. You understand?"
I walked over and climbed up on a kitchen chair and held my arms out. Jenny walked over and I hugged her and kissed her cheek. Jenny hugged and kissed me back. I held my arms out to Amy and she and I hugged and kissed her as well.
Arilla was waiting for us at the store. She said, "Was Annie any trouble?"
"Oh no Mrs. Gomez, just like I told you on the phone, she was a perfect little lady." I almost laughed, but Jenny brought it off with a straight face. She added, "My roommate and I would be glad to take care of Annie anytime. Just give me a call."
As we drove away Arilla said, "Suzanne's back. She called and said I should bring you to her house. Maria's feeling better, but Suzanne said I probably should keep Juan away for a few days." She looked at me and said, "You have a shit eating grin on your face. Is that because Suzanne's back or what happened last night."
I looked at her with a really wide grin.
"Never mind, I still want to find out your secret and you will tell me."
