sans
glasses, moved to Denise's other side and began on that side of her neck, lightly stroking the right breast and her back while softly kissing her. Now it was Elaine's turn to get undressed.
The three ladies now slumped on top of the bed, and Denise, for the first time, began to take an active part herself, turning to Susan and kissing her, opening her mouth and drawing a moan of response from the darker haired girl. Elaine slipped down and began covering her breasts in butterfly-light kisses, stroking, softly licking, everything light, sensuous, patient.
Smoothly, Susan moved, leaving Denise on her back, exchanging kisses, caresses, both now smouldering with passion. Denise reached up to cup Susan's ripe breasts, capped with dark areolae, stiff nipples the size of her fingertips standing out, just
asking
to be touched. Denise did not refuse the request; she spread her fingers out and then drew them in towards the centre of Susan's breasts, lightly dragging the fingertips over the sensitive nubs.
In the meantime Elaine was moving down Denise's body, using her tongue over the sensitive belly, moving towards the junction of her thighs. But despite the upward jerk of Denise's hips Elaine bypassed her sensitive slit and instead began to kiss, lick, nip and caress her inner thighs, lifting up one leg, moving behind and playing with the inside and under her knee, then back up. She changed to the other leg and repeated the entire slow, sensuous process, never touching Denise where she now
ached
to be touched.
Denise felt her own passion building up as she kissed Susan, who was, herself, showing signs of her arousal. The darker girl had reached down with one hand, beginning to tease her own cleft. Denise noticed, pulled back from kissing her and nudged her hip. She said in a voice now deep with passion, "Straddle me, Susan, I want to taste you."
Susan knelt beside Denise's shoulder, then swung a leg over and lowered herself, placing her now glistening pussy over the redhead's mouth. Denise began to play, using hands, lips, tongue and nose, teasing, licking in patterns up and down the crease between Susan's inner lips, then finally, finally dipping into Susan's cunt, tasting her directly from the source. Susan gasped, arched her back and involuntarily pushed back into Denise. All the while she played with her breasts, pulling on her nipples, twisting them slightly. Her breath grew shorter, higher in her chest.
Elaine meanwhile had decided to stop teasing Denise and moved in, gently pushing the older girl's thighs apart. She left her for a moment, reaching for a pillow to place under Denise's ass to raise it slightly, and nudged her again, cooing "Lift up, sweetheart!" to indicate that she needed some room. Once back in position Elaine began to lick and play with Denise's pussy, kissing all around it, licking, playfully biting just the way she remembered Denise liked and making her gasp and moan. Denise couldn't see what her former lover was doing, but she could certainly feel it. She felt the tongue, the lips, the hands, even Elaine's hair moving softly over her thighs and belly.
Denise was enthusiastically playing with Susan, whose pussy was now engorged, pink and thick, well lubricated with her own juices as well as from Denise's mouth. Denise wanted to send Susan over first, but found herself increasingly distracted by the devoted ministrations of her ex-lover. Soon she realized that it was a contest she possibly couldn't win, as she felt herself approaching her climax. Then, belly rippling and chest heaving, she cried out in pleasure. Her head fell back from Susan's ass where she'd been licking only a moment before.
Elaine rode Denise's orgasm, being gentle, just licking and caressing, and then as she calmed slightly, began again, now adding her thumb over Denise's clit hood, gently circling at first.
Susan reached down with her right hand to play with her own pussy. She rubbed and circled, then moved up slightly to manipulate her clit, her left hand now alternating between each of her breasts.
Denise recovered herself slightly and reached up again for Susan, who she knew was not far away from her own climax. Only minutes later it was the brunette's turn. Denise found that Susan was very vocal when she came, her cries were loud and piercing. Susan's pussy became still slicker as she came, and Denise kept right on, using her left hand to support the younger woman's back while the right reached around to play with her clit, and meantime sending her tongue swirling, licking, sometimes as the chance permitted plunging into the bucking girl's opening.
Finally Susan could stand no more and abruptly dismounted from her, rolling aside and almost off the bed, bringing her knees up towards her chin. Denise breathed deeply, reached down and pulled Elaine up. For the first time since they had broken up many months before, they kissed each other. Kissing her passionately, deeply, she tasted her own juices, mingling with Susan's. Denise felt wonder that the two girls had given so much of themselves to her, and in return her heart felt wide open to them.. They broke apart for a moment, and Denise huskily whispered to Elaine, "Your turn now!" She rolled her over, placing Elaine between the still quaking form of Susan and herself.
Now it was Denise's turn to use her knowledge of her former lover to advantage. She knew that Elaine loved breast play, so she began by caressing one firm, round breast while kissing, licking and sometimes sucking the other. Her hand circled the compact breast with feather light touches, gradually spiralling in towards the nipple adorning its peak. At the same time, Denise turned her mouth around the other one, licking and swirling her tongue as she moved her head. Elaine's nipple was firm and erect before she'd gone halfway, and as Denise's tongue reached towards it final goal, her hand now firmly caressing the supple tissue, Elaine arched her back, moaning in response. Denise thought Elaine's breasts were small but beautiful, and she was able to cover almost all of her tit with one hand, kneading, moulding her flesh, fingers indenting the flesh, momentary white showing in engorged pink. Elaine's mouth was open, her breath short, softly mewling. When occasionally Denise would lightly nip at one of her stiff, pink nipples, she gasped sharply. Denise paid a lot of attention to her areolae, the fingernails now teasing, scratching lightly, then again digging in more sharply as Elaine's arousal built to a maximum.
In the meantime Susan had recovered a little, and rolled over. Elaine and her ex-lover were naked, covered in perspiration and sex juice, making love together. She felt a small pang, seeing them like that, but did her best to push it away as she realized that Denise had seen to
her
only minutes before. Now was not the time for selfish jealousy. Susan had committed herself to this course, she should see it through, and trust in her love for her partner, and the increasing feelings she had for Denise. Nervously, she watched them for a moment or two.
Susan shook herself slightly and summoned the energy to move down the bed and lifted Elaine's leg so that she could get at her pussy. Elaine twisted her hip a little to give Susan access, and moaned deeply, pulling Denise up to kiss her passionately. Their tongues twirled with each other.
Susan was actually gaining energy from what was going on, running her tongue up and down the groove of Elaine's pussy, knowingly licking in the crease between inner and outer lips, sometimes flicking up and catching Elaine's clit, causing her to stiffen and gasp into Denise's mouth. Denise didn't let up on Elaine's breasts. They played Elaine like a musical instrument, building her up, and up, and up; taking their time on her.
Red and blonde hair came together and intermingled where Denise and Elaine were kissing, while lower down Susan's darker hair was plastered to her head and to Elaine's thighs. Denise could tell when Susan began to really work around Elaine's clit, as she felt the gasps into her mouth. Elaine arched, twisted and cried into Denise's mouth as Susan helped to drive her towards her climax.
With the kisses, the breast caresses and the pussy play all combined with the delay and anticipation while the other two girls had got off, Elaine went through the
roof
when she came. She moved her head to one side and grabbed another pillow, biting it to try to stifle her cries. She managed to reduce the sound but not to completely kill it, and once again the room was filled with the sound of a woman in climax. Elaine bucked hard, but both Susan and Denise were used to this, and both rode her easily.
Susan crawled around and up to place her head on the remaining pillow on her side, lying next to her love, putting an arm around the still shaking girl. Denise sagged back on the other side, also cuddling Elaine. Finally all three were still, and as they softly cuddled against one another, Denise dozed off.
- - - - - - - - - -
She woke up in the gloomy room. Momentarily disoriented, Denise knew an instant's panic before remembering where she was. She could feel the soft body next to her, breathing gently, and knew there was another further, over in the bed.
Despite her somewhat adventurous tendencies Denise had never tried many of the exciting things she'd liked to have done. She'd never bungy-jumped, never parachuted, never had a threesome... 'Well, that's one kinda crossed off the list, now!' she thought to herself with a lazy smile.
She realized that someone had pulled a duvet over the three of them. She didn't know about Susan, but she felt very thirsty, and would bet that Elaine did too -- she always used to after sex. So Denise slid out of bed, eliciting a moan from Elaine at the loss of contact, though she didn't wake.
Denise padded out of the bedroom in the gloom of the house, lit by the streetlights outside filtered through the curtains. Once in the corridor however it was dark, but she remembered that the spare bedroom was opposite the room she'd just emerged from, and the living room was on the right as she looked back up the corridor towards the front door. So as she turned right, the kitchen must be the room down the corridor on the left, and the bathroom the room behind her.
Sure enough Denise found the kitchen, switched on the light and opened cupboards looking for glasses. She soon emerged from the room holding a tray with three glasses of water, having already drunk one herself. Re-entering the bedroom she found Elaine looking up at her, and Susan just stirring.
"I thought we'd all like something to drink. Water, anyone?" she asked them.
"Ooh, yes please, thank you!" said Susan, "
definitely
