I thought I was meeting Mary Rose and Sandy at Mary Rose's house to watch a movie. I wasn't aware that the two of them had ulterior motives until they said, "We're not going to watch a movie because we have ulterior motives."
I'd known the two of them since elementary school and we'd never been more than good friends, despite the fact that they'd both grown into attractive young ladies. Mary Rose had been born in the Philippines and consequently had darker skin, jet black hair and smallish boobs. Sandy was more voluptuous, with big breasts and light brown hair. When they explained their ulterior motives and I realized that they were sexual in nature, I had no complaints. The two of them had two problems in common: they were both unsure of their talent level for certain sexual techniques and it had been a long time since either had a non-self-induced orgasm. They had decided to enlist my help in remedying both situations.
We decided to start with the basics: the handjob. I had them sit on either side of me as they would if we were involved in a make-out and heavy petting session. I had them work together to open my jeans, work them and my underwear down and release my rigid cock. I had each of them show me their technique, neither of which were all that bad, then gave them a few pointers on improving. I reminded them that they were stroking, not picking carrots, and that gentle massaging of the balls was also pleasurable. Once I felt they had it down, I was able to just sit there and enjoy as they alternated stroking my cock and fondling my balls. I watched as they took turns, their soft hands sliding up and down my tool just the way I liked it, feeling my first orgasm quickly rising. I tried to relax and not raise my hips up as I got closer to cumming, just letting them do all of the work. It was Sandy's hand wrapped around my tool when I started spurting, coating her fist with cum. She continued pumping until I was spent, then let my shrinking cock fall against my stomach. She played with the cum on her hand as Mary Rose got up and fetched something to clean me up. I was slightly disappointed that neither of them had licked up my goo.
I went ahead and took my jeans and underwear the rest of the way off, then took off my socks and shirt as well. Indicating that it was my turn to fulfill my part of the bargain, I had each of them sit on either side of me again, though still fully dressed. Sandy was wearing a long sweater with leggings under it and Mary Rose was wearing track pants with a long-sleeved shirt. I encouraged them to relax, pay no attention to the naked man sitting between them and enjoy the feelings they experienced. They both spread their legs as my fingers slid up and down over their pussies. I could feel heat and moisture emanating from both of them. After a few minutes, I slid my hands under their elastic waistbands where I encountered their panties. I could feel the coarse texture of their bushes and the soft flesh of their pussies through their panties as I ran my fingers over the damp material. Their sighing and quiet moaning let me know that I was having the positive effect that I was seeking.
Finally, I slipped my hands into their panties and over their trim bushes until I encountered two slick, slippery slits. I ran my fingers up and down between their lips, gently probing them with a finger each, before focusing on their clits. I gently and lightly massaged their clits while they began to moan louder and move their hips rhythmically. I really didn't have anything to look at since they were both still dressed, so I just focused on bringing them to their sought after orgasms. The longer I massaged their clits, the louder they got and the more they wiggled. I wondered who would cum first and how far behind the other would be. As it turned out, it was a close call. It felt as though Mary Rose came first, but Sandy was just seconds behind her. I continued to finger them as they trembled through their orgasms, not wanting to remove my hands from their panties even when they both sighed, indicating that they were done cumming.
Sandy asked if we'd need to take a break before we did anything else, noticing that my cock was still mostly limp. As I reluctantly slipped my hands from their pants, I explained that just because a guy doesn't look ready doesn't mean he isn't ready; he just needs some encouragement. I suggested visual stimulation as the first option and had them stand in front of me and begin undressing. Because I didn't want to miss anything, I had them take turns while I licked my fingers, noticing a definite difference in their respective flavors.
Sandy pulled her long sweater over her head, revealing her full globes encased in a sexy, lacy bra. I could feel the blood start returning to my cock. Mary Rose pulled her shirt over her head to reveal her hard, pointy nipples pressing out against her white bra. I requested Sandy's leggings go next rather then her bra, so I could enjoy her in bra and panties, like a Victoria's Secret model who'd stepped right off the page. She pushed her leggings over her hips and down her legs, revealing a pair of panties that matched her sexy bra and nearly making my eyes bug out when she leaned forward to push her leggings to her ankles. Her large tits practically spilled out of her bra. She smiled as I gawked at her before turning my attention to Mary Rose, who pushed her track pants over her hips and let them fall to her ankles. She wore white bikini panties which, along with her white bra, stood out against her darker skin.
I had them pause and spin for me, admiring them for a minute or two before giving Sandy the okay to go on. My eyes were glued to her chest as she reached back to unfasten her bra, pushing her tits out even further. Her bra went slack and she let it slide down her arms, the smooth flesh of her globes slowly revealed. My eyes got wider as I saw her large, pink areolas and her thick, hard nipples. She massaged her tits a bit before I turned to look at Mary Rose.
Mary Rose popped open the front clasp of her bra and let it slide off behind her, revealing her smaller, darker areolas and thin, pointy nipples. I turned back to Sandy as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and started to push them down. Her tits jiggled enticingly as she worked her panties over her hips and swayed hypnotically as she leaned forward to push them the rest of the way down. As she straightened up, my eyes were drawn from her tits to her trim brown bush. She looked incredibly hot standing before me fully naked.