"Definitely." She replied as she started to lift Cara's top over her head, kissing at the exposed skin as it came away. Throwing it onto the floor, she moved her hands down to Cara's waistband, unzipping her jeans, running her lips down her legs as she pulled the jeans away before kissing back up the entire length of Cara's body back to her lips.
Deciding quickly that she shouldn't be alone in just underwear, Cara undid the buttons of Lydia's blouse, never breaking their kiss, sliding it down her shoulders and onto the floor. Pushing her back, she used her hands to explore the fair skin beneath her, gently stroking up and down. Finally pulling away, she whispered something into Lydia's ear before standing and pulling her up, making her skirt fall off. She took hold of Lydia's hand and started to walk her to the stairs, turning back to Dylan when she reached them. "Coming?" she asked with a grin.
Shaken from his amazement, Dylan jumped up and quickly followed them up the stairs, enjoying the view of Cara in a green thong, perfectly framing her curvy little ass, and Lydia in lacy black hipsters, contrasting against her pale skin, begging to be torn asunder. The girls sat on the bed and started whispering again as he entered the room, Cara reached out a hand and when he took it pulled him onto the bed, climbing atop him, kissing him deeply. He felt hands grabbing at his jeans, pulling them off him, stripping his boxer shorts from him, letting his erection spring into the air. New lips swapped with Cara's, a new taste entering his mouth. He felt Cara tugging his t-shirt up, breaking them for a fraction of a second, before Lydia's tongue entered his mouth once more. He could feel their bodies on top of him, moving him around, kissing him, slipping things onto his wrists and ankles.
He realised their trick as the cuffs clicked shut. The girls got off him, laughing, giving each other a high five. Cursing, he tried freeing himself, but they were too tight to slip out of, the bedframe too solid to pull apart.
"You shouldn't use such language in front of ladies," Cara reproached him, "if you are going to be so foul then I think we shall have to give you a little time to think about how you should behave." She took a leather gimp mask out of a drawer, "You're not the only one who can go shopping." With Lydia's help, she manhandled him into it and zipped it shut, blacking out his vision and muting his protests, leaving him unable to do anything but listen.
Knowing this full well, Cara started to add extra moans as Lydia kissed her again, adding to his torment. She felt a hand reach behind her back, undoing her bra, pushing it away as a hungry mouth found its way to her breast. As Lydia played with her nipples, sucking them, kissing them, licking them, the moans became real. She ran her hands through the luscious red head, pressing her breast further into the teasing, making sure the pleasure couldn't escape. A hand snaked its way down her stomach, her breath caught as she felt it sneak into her panties, felt it trace down her velvet, felt it reach her clit and start to play. The touch was electrifying; fingers pinched her swollen nub between them, circling her, making her knees feel weak.
Lydia moved her mouth to the other breast, flicking her tongue over the erect nipple, teasing her, making her mew, pleading until finally she took it fully into her mouth, sucking on it eagerly. Still her fingers kept working, going faster and faster, she sneaked a look up at Cara's face, watched as she bit her lip, her face starting to flush, feeling her body becoming rigid then release as the orgasm swept through her. Smiling she went back up her body into another kiss, leaning into Cara she moved her back and down onto the bed, using Dylan as a pillow. Kissing her way back down she ignored those beautiful breasts, for now, exploring past them down her stomach, reaching the band of her underwear. She pulled them off and as she did so kissed her way around Cara's womanhood, letting her teeth rake along the lips of her pussy, kissing the join of her thighs, getting a little giggle when she momentarily pushed her tongue inside her. She started to concentrate on her clit, sucking it into her mouth, letting her tongue play across it. Slipping a finger inside, she curled it round to reach Cara's g-spot, rubbing it in time with her oral ministrations, using it to help keep her face in place as Cara began to move around, making sure she couldn't escape until the orgasm had been forced from her. As it subsided, she felt fingers in her hair, urging her up, Cara demanding her own turn.
Dylan felt explosive with frustration. He could hear the sounds the girls were making, could feel the brush of their skin as they writhed around on the bed next to him but this just made things worse. He kept still, listening intently, trying to figure out who was doing what to whom but it was no use. His mind kept swapping scenarios as soon as they appeared while his cock kept twitching, despairing at being so close without being part of the action.
Cara pulled the black lacy underwear off and stared at Lydia's womanhood. It was the first time she had seen one, apart from her own, but she had imagined this many times. Her tongue flicked out, tracing the course from taint to hood, feeling hairs brushing against her nose, enjoying the taste of it, the subtle difference from her own. Once more she tentatively followed the curve to the top before her excitement got the best of her and she dived right in; sucking, kissing, licking, nibbling, within seconds her whole face was covered in cum. With two fingers of one hand, she started pumping into Lydia's hot cunt; with one finger of the other, she did the same with her ass, a surprised squeal greeting her efforts.
To Lydia if felt as if there was not one but ten people between her legs; Cara was so enthusiastic that she seemed to be everywhere at once. It didn't take long before she felt her muscles tighten, that urgent feeling within her hips. She started bucking; trying to get that little more, the sensations she needed to send her over the edge. Cara responded, pushing harder, licking faster, forgoing air, as she made sure Lydia reached her need and was rewarded by the shudders running through her friend.
They cuddled together for a few minutes, kissing each other's face clean, licking the juices from their hands, before Cara turned her attention back to her frustrated boyfriend. Straddling his chest, she unzipped his hood enough for him to speak, then lent forward and whispered into his ear, "Do you want to join in?"
"Yes."
"Well tough. You're useless to us now. Lydia prefers a feminine touch and I think I'm starting to agree with her." She started scratching a nail down his chest, "I felt so hot when she was sucking on my chest..." she paused, smiled at his groan, "then when she started fingering me I almost exploded. You should have seen it, she looked so hot, she has such a fit body, breasts to die for, an ass that I could spank all day..." she stroked down his hard shaft, making him shudder, "and the way she tasted..., hmmmm, when I was eating her out, it was like the best meal ever. I just couldn't lick her enough. Can you imagine what it was like? Me between her legs, licking at her clit, playing with myself? You would have loved that, Lydia certainly did."
Lydia took that as her cue to join in the teasing. "Oh god yes, that felt so amazing. The way you ran you tongue along my soaking vagina, and then when you started to finger me, mmmmmmm, it just felt so amazing," she paused for effect, "especially when you started doing it to my bottom as well. No one has ever fingered me there before. I'm definitely going to get you to do that again." She cupped his balls in her hand, rolling them gently between her fingers. "There is no way a penis could ever be that good, no way a man could do me as well as another woman could. I'm glad she isn't going to let you join in."
"Do you hear that Dylan?" Cara asked, "She's glad you aren't part of this. She doesn't want you looking at us when we 69 on the bed, she doesn't want to taste your cock as you shove it down her throat, she doesn't want to feel your cock inside her pussy, her virgin pussy, at least where cocks are concerned." She put her hand to her mouth to stop herself from giggling, taking a couple of deep breaths to get her face straight again. "Maybe I should give you a chance to change her mind, obviously you won't be able to but it will prove to her just how rubbish men are. There is no way you would be able to make her cum with your tongue as I did but maybe I should give you the chance. Would you like that?"
"Please." He begged.
She considered for a second. "No, you'll just be so rubbish that it'll be embarrassing."
"No, I'll be good, I'll make her cum."
"Oh, so you think you're as good as me?"
"Yes... No! Er, I don't know.... Please!"
"What do you think Lydia?"
"Hmmm," Lydia considered, "well I suppose I really should compare. Just for the sake of science you understand."
Cara bit down on her hand, trying not to ruin the effect by laughing; Lydia making it more difficult by pulling faces at her. She silently shook her fist and regained control of herself. "Well if you're sure..."
She helped Lydia onto his face, kissing along her neck and shoulders as he started licking below. She left a trail of kisses down from Lydia's shoulder, along her chest and back up the other side, working her way round to her ear, licking around the edge of it then whispering in, "Are you going to be ok with this?"
