I woke before Pri and Liv and I was glad I did. A thin rain tattooed the windows, the bedroom gloomy and still. I laid on my back, blanket up to my waist, with the girls curled under each arm. Liv's tanned forearm rested in the center of my chest while Pri had her hand down my shorts, gripping my cock as she slept. Her hair was wild, spread out in directions.
An ember had settled in my chest. It was a sensation that took me back to some core memory of my childhood, wrapped in a blanket on a snowy day, no responsibilities or thoughts beyond the next five minutes. It was a moment of uncomplication and contentment that felt like it might stretch on forever.
Pri's breast had slipped out of her tank top. Even barely awake, I couldn't help but stare. It was simply perfect. The vivid tan line separating shades of brown, larger than a handful with a wide areola and a small, soft nipple. I wanted to think sweet things but instead imagined her tits covered in oil, my throbbing cock sliding between them... I bit my lip as I thickened in her hand.
"Oh boy," she said groggily. "What's going on here?" She squinted, and when she realized that I was looking at her body, she squeezed my cock appreciatively. I cupped her breast and lightly pinched her. She made a low noise in her throat. For a sensuous minute we fondled each other, a muted conversation of touch. I was clearly still dreaming.
She propped herself up. I expected something like 'Good morning, Jack.' Instead she licked my nipple. I gasped.
No, not a dream. One arm trapped beneath Liv, it was all I could do to play with Pri's breast while she stroked and nibbled me. I leaned into my pillow and sighed. I hadn't considered my nipples to be erogenous, until now. She worked my cock until I started to leak, rubbing her fingertip along my slit. She brought it to her mouth.
"It's kinda weird," she whispered. She licked her lips, making an odd face. "Kind of salty. Do you want to try it?"
I held my breath for a moment and nodded. She lifted her sticky finger to my mouth and I tasted myself. It was odd, not bad exactly, but knowing that I wasn't supposed to taste it made it all the more arousing. I'm sure my cock reacted because she blew a tiny laugh out of her nose. Pri bit her lip in a way that I was beginning to recognize.
"I want to..." she said softly. "I want to make you cum. Just me." She put her finger to her lips and slid off the bed, holding out her hand. Her tank top reached just below the waist, revealing most of her substantial thighs, and I knew that she wore nothing beneath it.
Removing myself from Liv was simple but it wasn't easy. As I carefully slid my arm from under her, she rolled away, mumbling, "Not yet. Ten minutes." She was still asleep, or close enough.
Pri led me down the hall by the hand. Yesterday, Liv had drawn all the curtains against the heat and now the living room was dark, almost too dark to see. Pri led me to a shallow upholstered chair near the couch.
She turned on the floor lamp with a faint
click
. It must have been for reading because it pointed down onto the chair like a spotlight. Pri kneeled, running her fingers down my stomach and upper thighs before grabbing my almost-erection through the fabric of my boxer briefs. Holding me around the base, she squeezed before gently biting the head.
"Fuck..." I stole a breath, my shaft swelling. Her face only inches away, she slowly pulled down my shorts until my heavy cock sprang free of the waistband and nearly hit her. Pri rubbed her face across my skin.
The lamp bathed her in soft orange, casting ribbons of reflection in her glossy hair. It reduced the entire world to a single circle of light containing the two of us. Rain tapped endlessly on windows and doors.
"It's so big," she said, holding me against her face. "I didn't think it would be... big like this. When I imagined it."
"Imagined it?" I asked dumbly.
Pri put her lips on the side of my shaft like she was kissing it. She looked up hazily and started to suck along the length of my cock. My knees almost buckled. I leaned in, gently threading my fingers in her curly hair until I was guiding her by the back of her head.
Faster, she glided her pouted lips along my shaft, trying to spread her saliva. After a moment, she swirled her tongue over the head of my cock and ran her thumb up my shaft, milking me for precum.
"Oh, what the fuck...?" I whispered. Where the hell did she learn to do that?
Every few strokes she would take her mouth away and slide my wet cock along a cheek, smearing her face with saliva and cum. I could barely contain myself. My heavy breathing turned into quiet moans.
That caused her to slow. She leaned back on her calves, stroking me with one hand, looking too pleased with herself. The area around her mouth was shiny as she smiled. I imagined that my face looked like that after Liv had finished cumming on it last night.
"I've been watching videos. Like practice porn." She made a breathy chuckle. "Nobody in the videos had a dick like this though." She grabbed me by the base of my cock and pointed it up, examining the shape and size, before returning to her steady stroking. "Am I doing good?"
I had forgotten how to speak. She bit her lip and smiled wider. After a moment, I found my voice. "Oh my god. Yes. You're incredible."
"Good. Sit down." She put her hand on the fuzzy hairs of my stomach and pushed me into the chair. When my bare ass touched the fabric, I realized it was corduroy. It was an odd sensation. "We're gonna go until you cum, okay? No more stopping, no more distractions."
I nodded slowly. Pri leaned forward, planting her elbows on my thighs, and did her best to shove my cock in her mouth. I was too thick for her to get past the head but the effort, her raw desire, made my glans flare and fill her mouth even more. She looked up, dark eyes glimmering, like she thought she knew exactly how to push my buttons.
She stroked me with both hands and licked up and down the slit like I'd told her, occasionally spreading my cum around the head, bobbing up and down. I recognized what she was trying to do, to join everything together into one long stroke, but I was way too big for her to make a seal between her hand and mouth.
Without Liv in the room, I wasn't as nervous. Being exposed to them both, trying to be sexual and please them both, was so much more difficult than being alone with Pri. When we were fucking altogether I felt subservient to them. I was along for the ride, whatever that might be, like being caught in a wild river. Now, the world was small and calm, and I was in control.
"Pri," I whispered. She looked up at me, not slowing. "Good girl," I said, and she moaned on my cock. "That's good. You're making me feel really good." She sucked faster and I melted back into the chair, sliding towards her. She was desperate for my cum.
"That's my girl," I said. "Oh
fuck
, that's my good girl. I'm going to cum, baby. You're going to make me."
She didn't slow down or seem to tire at all, my thick cock stuffed into her little hands. My moans of pleasure mixed with slurping noises and I felt my orgasm building, dark and hot in my stomach. I was so close.
She dropped a hand and pulled one brown breast from her tank top, pinching the nipple between two knuckles and shaking it.
