"George," Justine tells me as I drive into the garage, "Take one of your pills, remove your clothes, and hop into bed. Mira and I will join you shortly." As the car comes to a stop both of them jump out of the car. Mira grabs the bag from the sex shop and together she and Justine off head into the house.
Take a sex pill, remove clothes and hop into bed, I think to myself, I can handle that. Sometimes taking orders can be fun. Whistling Wagner's "The Ride Of the Valkrie," I head off to the kitchen. I take a pill as ordered. Then I dig out a cold bottle of champagne, three champagne glasses and head to the bedroom. Sitting the glasses down on a night stand I head to my bathroom and fight the cork off the champagne. Taking a sip from the bottle, I sit it down on the counter top, and then I start to remove my clothes. As I am undressing I can hear chatter and giggles coming from Justine's bathroom. Girls, I think, and then start to laugh, Girls, ya right. What a day this has been! Then I stop for a moment and think, it is not over yet...
Once I am sans clothes I pick up the champagne bottle and head to the bedroom. Before I get into bed I fill the champagne glasses and then take another quick drink from the bottle, chuckle and hop into bed. Hands behind my head I settle into bed and review the days events. What a strange day, started off like any other Saturday, then it went to hell in a hand basket once Justine dropped her bomb on me, then meeting Amir, then having sex with Amir, then Amir turns into Mira, then sex pills and two headed dildos. What's next, I think as the bathroom door opens.
Justine is the first to emerge from the women's sanctum sanctorum where magic portions and spells are made to confuse and drive men to insane acts. Justine comes out wearing a belly dancer's outfit. The outer garment is translucent revealing the whimsical bra and panties. Her skin is too pale to give the costume the authenticity it truly deserved, but it was either her or the sex pills as I was starting to feel rather randy again.
This "stirring" was not lost on Justine's gaze as she smiles at me. She bends over, I hear the sound of a rustling sack and then she straightens up with a CD jewel case in her hands. Removing the cd I watched as she places the cd in the cd player. Arabic music? Duh, I think, belly dancer's outfit, get a grip old man. Justine comes over to my side of the bed, bends down to kiss me and before I can grab her she is upright, gathering two glasses of champagne she is off once again to her holy of holies. The door closes.
The stirring continue to stir, and I think of Amir's "America I love it," and I start to laugh out loud. America the home of the Nexus two headed dildo and sex pills, my thoughts take my laughter to another level. The door to Justine's bathroom opens and Justine looks out at me, and I wave her back. Slowly I get myself under control and listen to this intoxicating music. I think about the snake charmer with his flute and cobra, and I start to twitch my prick to the time of the music, I loose it and start to laugh again, but quieter this time.
The door opens and Justine comes out moving with the tempo of the music. She moves to the foot of the bed where she stands and continues to gyrate with the music. I watch with a smile on my face. Then sensing movement from outside my field of vision I turn my head and see Mira standing in the doorway, timid but with a little smile on her face, she too is caught up with the music as she can't stand still.
Mira is wearing a belly dancer's outfit but on her it seems natural with her dark skin and black hair. Then she really starts to dance, hands above her head as she becomes the music. The only thing missing are the tympanums, the little cymbals attached to a dancer's fingers and thumb used to accent the music. Mira is good, she dances to the foot of the bed and really makes her belly dance. I mean her belly muscles move to the beat of the music at the same time her hips gyrate and her arms snake through the air.
I remove my eyes from Mira and look at Justine. Justine is caught up in the moment. Her eyes are all over Mira, her lips are parted and her tongue is keeping tempo with the music as it dances across her parted lips. Justine likes what she sees. So do I!
The song ends. Mira bows. Justine claps. I clap and whistle too. Mira looks up first at Justine, and I watch as a smile is born on her face. Then she looks at me and I am still clapping and whistling. Her smile is even bigger. Then she sees what I have between my legs and blushes, but the smile never leaves her face. She then turns to Justine and throwing her arms around Justine she kisses her. Mira breaks the kiss with Justine then she jumps into bed with me, crawls up my body and kisses me too.
I feel the bed shift as Justine climbs onto the bed. I feel a hand around my dick but I don't know who's as Mira is still trying to suck my breath away, and to be honest about it I don't care as the hand feels good. Then Mira breaks the kiss and hides her head between my shoulder and neck. Justine takes her place and I can tell the difference between the kiss as Justine has had more practice with me. Both are exciting.
Justine breaks the kiss and bury's her head between my other shoulder and neck. I almost have to fight to get my breath back. I have my arms around both and pull them tightly against me. This feels really good, both arms are full and my dick is as hard as a rock. Then I notice that there are two hands playing with my sex. Life is good, I think and sigh as fingers play my dick like a lute.
My hands are not idle, I slide both underneath their pants and panties and feel ass. Which one feels better, I ask myself. Both are wonderful and different, and I refuse to answer myself as I play with each. Smiling, I tell myself, A little bit of heaven in each hand.
