"I'm not very good at making decisions," he grinned.
The two young girls stared at one another and laughed. "Well, so far as I'm concerned," the blonde started.
"You don't have to choose," the brunette finished. "We're...."
"A couple," the other girl finished.
"I see," he practically drooled.
"I'm Gwen," the brunette offered, grinning devilishly. "This is Kerri."
"Gwen and Kerri," he nodded.
"Right," the blonde girl, Kerri, beamed. "Don't forget it!"
He chuckled lightly at this.
"So rockstar," Gwen grinned.
She had the most beautiful lavender eyes, he thought, realizing that they were clearly not natural. She was the taller of the two girls, clearly a few years the senior of Kerri. She was lean and firm, her breasts jutting proudly from her miniscule tank top. Her jeans were so low on her hips, he could easily see hints of her panties- a thong, by the look of it. Her hair was a soft chestnut blended with the occassional pink streak.
Nice touch, he grinned to himself.
Her friend, Kerri, was smaller, more petite. Her tiny waist was sinched in by a tight black corset, her blue leather pants almost too flashy for their present atmosphere. He appreciated her effort to look good, though. Her blonde hair was untamed, wild and reaching almost fully to her bottom. Her makeup was liberally applied; a stark contradiction to Gwen, who wore no makeup at all.
Natural and overdone.
Casual and wild.
The perfect pair, he thought. And lovers?
He could die a happy, happy man.
"Hey, snap out of it!" Gwen quipped, slapping his cheek lightly. "Come back to earth, Benjo-boy."
Benji snorted. She was certainly a spirited gal.
"Alright, my playthings," Gwen giggled. "I have a hotelroom key, anyone care to join me?"
Kerri grabbed her girlfriend's outstretched hand, and they waited expectantly for Benji to follow.
"You won't hurt me, will you?" Benji smirked.
Kerri grinned. "Only if you beg."
"And you will!" Gwen teased. "Oh, you definitely will!"
*~*~*~*
"You're beautiful," Kerri gasped as he tossed his last item of clothing across the tiny hotelroom. "I was always a Billy girl, but hot damn, boy."
Benji grinned, she was doing wonders for his ego.
"Are you the bigger twin?" the blonde grinned as she slid her hands up his exposed chest.
Benji's voice came out raspy as he whispered, "Yes."
Gwen walked over to the bed, and sat down beside Benji. "And I'll bet you say that to all the ladies."
Kerri and Benji laughed.
Benji tried to collect his thoughts, tried to say something effective. "So, you're into lil Billy?" he asked Kerri.
"She is," Gwen nodded. "Unfortunately, I think we scared the hell out of him."
"Oh?" Benji's eyebrows raised.
"We made him the same offer and he ran off giggling like a schoolgirl," Gwen laughed.
Benji's heart sank. "I'm your second choice?"
"Honey, you're laying naked on a bed and two girls are about to pleasure you, you complaining?" Kerri winked.
Benji shook his head feverishly.
"Didn't think so," Kerri winked and ran her hand through his jet black hair. "I love this."
"I love this," Gwen cooed as she leaned over Benji's reclined body and licked softly over his flaccid shaft.
Benji let out a low grunt as her tongue ran slowly over his body.
"He likes that, Gwen," Kerri cooed, reaching a hand out and pushing the brunette's hair off her face.
"I'd like for you two to get naked," Benji moaned slowly, each word painstakingly difficult to speak.
Kerri stood away from the bed and winked at him. "You want this, baby?" she asked as she began to unzip her corset.
He nodded.
She managed to remove the article of clothing and toss it to the floor, quickly moving onto her leather pants. Benji watched in awe as he felt Gwen draw him into her mouth, felt himself grow harder against her moist tongue, watched Kerri shake her body suggestively to remove her pants.
He could barely take it and they had only just begun.
He glanced down at the mass of dark hair in his lap, then to the blonde girl stripping before his eyes. She was topless now, her large breasts exposed to his hungry eyes. They were fake, he deduced immediately, but that was okay: he loved blondes with fake tits. It was a guilty pleasure that he would never admit to, publically.
She tossed her panties to the floor and he watched as she turned in a slow circle, allowing him to take her in. He watched in awe as the light seemed to glint off her nipples, and he realized that she had two tiny hoops pierced through her body, delicate blue beads resting against her chest just below the silver. Her belly-button was equally adorned, this with a tiny dangling cherry.
"You like?" she giggled.
"Very much," he purred. "Come here."
Kerri walked back to the bed slowly, seductively, and crawled over him. Gwen stood and Kerri took her place, never missing a beat as she drew his now fully-erect manhood into her delicate mouth.
Gwen offered no strip-show; she simply tossed her tank top and jeans across the room. He noted that she wore no bra, and her thong was nearly more than three pieces of string laced together.
Bold, he thought.
He liked her.
"Done!" she grinned and stalked back towards the bed. "No you have to share him, Kerri!"
Kerri tried to nod, but she was focused on the cock in her mouth.
"Back off bitch," Gwen grinned, wrapping her hand around the base of his shaft and nudging Kerri away.
The blonde pulled off his length, licked her lips, and kissed her girlfriend passionationely. Benji watched in awe as the girl's swapped copious amounts of spit, strings of his pre-cum dangling between their tongues.
"Fuck, that's hot," he grinned, taking himself into his own hand and working slowly up and down.
The girls never paused, their hands beginning to travel over each other's bodies sensually. Gwen's hands were massaging Kerri's full breasts, Kerri's hands kneading the firm flesh of Gwen's ass. They cooed into one another's lips, their tongues working at one another in a beautiful dance of passion.
Benji sat up and crawled toward the girls. "Care if I join in?" he smirked naughtily.
Gwen shook her head, and both girls moved to allow him entrance.
He felt two tongues, his own tongue battling the girls'. He never knew which mouth he was inside, who was massaging who, who's taste was coating his lips. There was the soft trace of himself on both their tongues, and he felt his body grow increasingly tense. At this rate, he was not going to last long enough to please both girls.
Their threeway kiss continued, ending only when Gwen broke free and ducked her head back to his aching member.
"Fuck me," Kerri pleaded, whispering into his moist lips. "Fuck me, now."
He nodded and Gwen backed off his length, holding him in place as Kerri lowered herself slowly onto him. He felt her sink lower and lower, fully enveloping his pulsating hardness. He moaned as he felt her hips lock into place against his thighs, felt her lean forward and kiss lightly on his stubbled chin.
"So fuckin big," she cooed. "So hard, mmm."
"He's beautiful, isn't he?" Gwen remarked, lifting his head into her lap and stroking his hair softly.
"Mmmhmm," Kerri nodded, rising off him slowly then sinking back down just as patiently.
He watched Kerri as she worked, noticing his erection glistening with her juices, her breasts shaking as she moved upward, her face contorted into a tight mix of lust and excitement. Gwen's hands massaging his scalp seemed to add to the moment, his spine tingling with the sensation of her gentle touch.
"Oh fuck," Kerri purred as she began to twirl a finger over her engorged clitoris. "So close, so close."
Within seconds of her declaration, she'd leaned forward, bucking back onto him and licking at his nipple as she screamed. He watched her body shake, her throaty moans becoming softer, til she finally collapsed atop his sweaty chest.
