I try to write descriptions of what happened in my life. Sometimes the action comes early, sometimes it takes a while. Your feedback is always appreciated. The characters are real, the situations really happened, and I try to stay true to the moment if not the exact words.
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There are two previous stories that help make sense of the plot but again, we open with two young naked women waking me. Perhaps that is enough back story to get started.
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Waking I feel a soft hand across my eyes and a warm mouth sucking my erect cock. I groan my pleasure at the sensations and try to see who to thank. The hand stops me from rising as the mouth stops sucking at me. I groan in disappointment as the girls giggle.
"No, Michael," Kathy says.
"Yeah, no, Michael," Jane repeats. "You have another test to pass since you cheated on the last one."
"Yes, you cheated, didn't you Michael," Kathy teases.
"You didn't mind me cheating," I reply. "I remember you saying I won."
"Well, that was then and this is now," Kathy continues.
"Yes," Jane chimes in, "this is now." They giggle again before continuing.
"We're going to blindfold you and you get to guess who is sucking your cock," Kathy explains. "You can't use your hands to feel us either."
"Yeah," Jane continues. "No cheating this time, Michael. We won't use our hands, either."
A piece of fabric is tied across my eyes and Kathy asks,
"Are you ready to try guessing, Michael?"
"Do I have a choice?" I ask.
"Of course you do," Kathy answers. "If you don't want to play we'll stop. We'd go home then but you won't have to play our silly games."
"I'll play, I'll play," I say quickly as Jane laughs at me.
"We thought you might," Kathy continues. "Don't cheat this time. You wouldn't like the consequences."
I feel the bed move as they rearrange themselves.
"Here is mouth number one," Jane says. My cock is suddenly engulfed by a warm sucking mouth that runs up and down my shaft. She changes from sucking to licking me from base to head and then sucks at the tip. I fight the urge to touch and simply moan in appreciation of the caresses.
Which one is this? Is this Kathy or is it Jane. This mouth seems to have experience.
The mouth suddenly stops and I groan at the interruption. "Here is mouth number two," Jane says, speaking for them both.
This mouth doesn't go as far down my cock and concentrates on mostly sucking at my tip. It still feels good but the rest of my cock feels a bit neglected. I moan some more to be fair and think about my choice. Kathy told me she'd only had two boyfriends before. She'd complained neither one had been very experienced, too. I bet this is Kathy since she hasn't had the experience to develop a good technique.
But I don't know much about Jane. She has been very confident so far and she talks a good game but I've met virgins who talked about sex almost as much. The mouth leaves me cold in the breeze.
"Okay, Michael," Jane says. "Which mouth was mine?"
Here's my moment of truth. "They both felt great," I start.
"Stop waffling, Michael," Kathy says. "Which mouth was Jane's? The first mouth or the second? We can get to relative ability later, if there is a later."
"Jane was the first mouth," I answer. I feel fingers lifting my blindfold and blink to see Jane delicately wiping her mouth. A single strand of saliva connects my cock with her bottom lip as she looks up at me.
"Well, this is awkward," Jane says. Kathy is beside her holding my blindfold and nodding.
"Yeah, awkward," Kathy agrees sadly.
"Why is it awkward?" I ask.
The girls sit back and pull the robes closer around their bodies in the dim light as Kathy answers.
"I just lost my bet with Jane, Mike," Kathy says. "Now she gets to choose what I wear home."
