"Hi, Honey, he's up in his room."
That was my mother's voice, greeting Laura as usual. Laura often came over to my house in the morning. W e were, remember, best friends. And there was no reason for my mother to think there was anything wrong with both of us in my room, alone. There was never a hint of anything but friendship between us. That is, until the last couple of days.
Laura opened my door and walked in, as usual. "Hey, lazy bones. What are you still doing in bed?"
I was just waking up when I had heard Mom's voice, and now I was pretty much wide awake. "I had a big day yesterday," I joked.
"You certainly did," she said, with a twinkle in her eye. "You were really something."
"It was an incredible day," I agreed. But I was a little worried about how it would affect our life-long friendship. "So, are you okay? I mean, did that change anything between us?"
Laura laughed. "Absolutely. It changed a lot!" She noticed my serious expression. "Are you serious? You mean our friendship? Of course not. That could never change. I feel just the same about us. Well," she smiled, "Not quite the same."
"Are you sure?" I stupidly asked.
"Of course. If you haven't changed your feelings."
"I'm a guy. I loved it."
Laura pulled my sheet back and saw my erection. I slept in the nude so I couldn't really hide it. She smiled sweetly, or perhaps greedily, and reached for it. I gasped at the unexpected pleasure of her touch.
She laughed. "I think we can be friends, and add a lot more to it." She pulled on my penis as if to stretch it out, though it was fully engorged. I rolled onto my back to make it easy for her to reach. Her finger felt the smooth head and pushed and played with the pee hole while her other hand held my dick steady. She then started squeezing and pulling on the shaft. She went very slowly. It was if she was trying to prolong my pleasure, but she was actually prolonging hers. She felt the shaft as she went, very carefully, paying attention to each little bump and vein. She discovered the ridge underneath the shaft and paid particular attention to it. Especially when she heard my groans in reaction to her attentions.
After stroking my dick for several minutes, her other hand dropped to my balls. She cupped these and rolled them between her fingers. Again, she was going very slowly, exploring and examining every little centimeter she could feel. She pulled and prodded like she had yesterday, as hard as she dared without causing too much pain. It felt out of this world. I was lost in the feeling as my nerve endings were teased and put on edge all over my groin.
I was nearly out of my mind. I was trying to remember to stay quiet. I was in my room, my mother was downstairs, but I was being driven wild. I couldn't scream or even moan loudly. I couldn't bounce on my bed. I just had to lay there and be tortured. Mind-blowing, exquisite torture.
My balls began churning and Laura's hand was stroking faster. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings. Then I felt something else and my eyes shot open. Laura had leaned over to my penis and had put her lips around the head of it. I couldn't believe it, but the sensations were even stronger. As she sucked on my cock just a little, her tongue slipped over the glans.
I groaned - too loudly - and cum shot out of my cock, straight up into the air. Laura had just gotten her mouth off in time. She had no warning except my groan. Perhaps she had felt the change in my balls or cock as the sperm began rising. She stroked firmly as I was totally useless. I just wanted to pump that cum out. She even put her other spare hand over my mouth. I guess I was being too loud. I wasn't sure. Finally, my cum was done, the last few tremors of my cock were over, and my mind cleared.
"Wow! What was that?" I asked.
"What?" she replied innocently, rubbing her fingers softly over my prick, feeling it as well as rubbing my cum around.
"Your mouth," I managed to say.
"Did you like that?" she asked. She laughed at my facial reaction. "I heard about that, but never tried it. They said it can drive guys wild."
"Well, they were right."
"You can do that to me. too."
Of course I had heard of these things as well. But I really didn't know how to do it to a girl.
Always honest with Laura, I said, "You'll have to teach me."
"Be glad to," she answered. "Can you come over this afternoon about 3?"
"Sure. What about now?" Always eager.
"No," she said, handing me some tissues. "You were so noisy, I'm afraid your mom may wonder what was going on. You'd better clean up." Then she added, "Emily will be there."
I said, "For this? Both of you? Again?"
She laughed. "You didn't seem to mind it yesterday."
"Hell, no," I replied. "But is she okay with it?
"Oh, yeah," Laura smiled. "She is very okay with it. But you're going to do more for us. Or to us."
I swear my cock started to twitch.
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About three o'clock I walked into Laura's house. Emily was already there, and both girls looked as if they were more than ready for me to arrive. We greeted each other, and I noticed that they seemed much more relaxed than I felt. Wasn't the guy supposed to be the one who was 'the hunter', the girl was the one who should be nervous? Then I had a thought - maybe it was because there were two girls. They could support each other, protect each other (as if they needed protection from me), and, well, yes, they were the ones in control. I realized that they were talking to each before our meetings, discussing what happened and what was going to happen, probably. Planning things. Yes, they really were in control.
I also realized that it was better for me to allow them to be in charge. I hated to admit it, but they probably knew more about anatomy and sex than I did, especially when they put their knowledge together. My main experience was locker room talk, magazines, and a couple of porn movies I had seen. I could get used to this.
The girls were sitting in chairs waiting for me, so I sat on the couch. They immediately came over and sat on each side of me, their hands touching my arms and my chest. I thought they must have planned this, and wondered what else they had planned. They couldn't plan everything.
Hands found my belt, and started undoing it and my pants. I'm not sure whose hands were first, but Emily spoke first. "I'm sure you want these pants off."
"Sure," I said, as I lifted my ass off the couch so they could pull my pants off. My boxers didn't come completely off with them, but they got them, too. Emily knelt on the floor to get the clothes off my feet - as well as my shoes,
"It's a nice view from down here," she said. She was looking up at me from between my legs, but most of her attention was directed at my erection pointing skyward. Her hands slid up my legs, from my knees to my - well, just short of my balls. She seemed to hesitate, then her hands brushed my balls and grasped my stiffened rod around the base.
"Oh," I gasped at the sudden touch of her fingers. Emily squeezed and felt my erection, and Laura now started on the tip. Both girls let their hands and fingers feel all over my dick. Oh, geez, I couldn't understand how I came to be so lucky.
Emily looked at Laura and said, "He won't be any good to us until this dick feels better."
I almost said how good it felt now, but I stopped myself. It felt so good, but I knew from experience it could feel even better. Heaven help me.
At least one of the hands on my cock started to pump, slowly, up and down. Another one was playing with my balls, and another hand grabbed my knob, feeling and turning and even twisting it a little. Then I felt a mouth go down over my dick. Not just the knob this time, but it kept going, taking about half of my cock into her mouth. I looked down and saw that it was Emily who had me in her mouth.
