Sophie and Kate were always just... my friends. I had known them since my early teenage days and so I had never really had a lustful drive towards them. While with so many other girls, sex had been on the agenda pretty early and I was open about my life to them, Sophie and Kate seemed to never invoke those conversations. Sure, we'd brought it up jokingly once or twice for a second, and as a male I'd had my fantasies, but it was nothing compared to what I thought about most girls.
Maybe that's why, when Sophie gave me a call inviting me to stay the night at Kate's place with her, I thought nothing of it. I didn't really see anything sexual coming from it, it would just be a fun night of gossip and girly talk (Which I was surprisingly good at considering I'm a bloke -- Granted I would listen more than talk).
I arrived in the afternoon that Sunday. Seeing the two girls and giving them a greeting hug, I took in the sight of them. Sophie was a short brunette; a very petite girl in most aspects however had the bust of a very well-developed woman. Her shirt, or in this case jacket, protruded more than you would expect from a girl her height, and on a girl who wasn't as gorgeous as her she may even look fat from shoulder to below the chest. She was wearing tight-fitting jeans which accentuated her small slim figure and the proportional anomaly of her breasts.
Kate was a completely different kettle of fish. A well-built blonde bombshell, she was slightly taller than me. She was an athlete and it showed in her long, strong legs and the firmest ass I had ever seen on a girl. Any other man would spill blood to see it in the flesh. Somehow I had never really had that urge. She wore pyjamas already, and the only suggestion of any sexuality about any part of this situation was the fact that under her pink singlet top, she didn't seem to be wearing a bra. But hey, it was her house, and she was already in her PJ's. There was no need, really.
The day itself progressed pretty much as anyone would expect -- We acted like little kids again. We messed around on the Xbox a little, jumped about on the trampoline, chatted and had a lovely meal. When it got late we decided to head for bed.
I arrived in the bedroom and stripped off to my boxers and singlet. There was a mattress on the floor and I assumed I'd be lying on that tonight. I looked at the girls.
"Well, it's been fun but time for sleep!" I said in an upbeat tone. Kate, who was side-on, suddenly changed expression. A happy smile turned into a sudden evil smirk.
"Sleep?" she asked so slyly that my heart skipped a beat. "We never said anything about sleep, did we?"
"Well, this IS a sleepover, Kate." I hadn't responded so surely, and Sophie must have noticed, turning towards me and chuckling, that same smirk on her face.
"No, I just said to stay the night. There'll be no sleep, darling."
As those words came out of her mouth, I felt the contents of my boxers churn. I was a slow riser at the best of times. It wasn't a bad thing, and I would eventually reach my peak without a problem. However those words suddenly sent a surge through my cock and within a few seconds I was as hard as I had ever been. It was almost instant and I felt that the tent it was making would be seen by them very soon -- But I also felt as if they had expected to see exactly that.
Sophie approached me with that sexy smile keeping me mesmerised, unable to avert my eyes. I backed away from her, staring at her and heading towards the bed. I didn't make it that far however, as I ran into another body which immediately grabbed me and pulled me onto it. Kate's arms wrapped around me and trapped me in place.
Now Kate was strong I'll admit, but I knew that I could break the grapple without hurting her if I tried. While my brain told me to, my body wouldn't resist. My heart was drowning out my brain and in my heart I really didn't want to fight this.
"Come on, Sophie" Kate grinned and rubbed my side. Sophie crawled towards me like a seductive kitten and as she approached, I squirmed but my body wouldn't allow the strength to break free. When Sophie was over me, close enough for me to feel the warmth of her breath, Kate whispered again.
"He's all yours," she whispered, but it was into my ear and the brunt of the emotion was directed at me.
As soon as Sophie's tongue entered my mouth, I froze. My brain and heart went crazy with emotion -- Years of repressed lust suddenly flushed out. I didn't quite know what to think or do, but after a few seconds of letting her explore with her tongue I reciprocated, making out with her. The next minute went so slowly but I felt the ecstasy of kissing this girl I had known for so long. Occasionally I would feel Kate's tongue licking and nibbling around my ear, just adding to the feeling. My hands had moved to Sophie's ass and I began groping it with all my power, not letting free until she pulled away. I turned around at their touch and was on top of Kate, my lips going straight to hers as I continued the passionate kissing with her, all the while Sophie now on my back giving me a shoulder massage.
That didn't last as long however, the tease of Kate's tongue and lips giving me only seconds of joy before Sophie pulled me away.
"So, is it time for your show, Katie baby?" Sophie asked.
"Yeah, I like putting on shows. I'm quite the dancer, don't you know?"
I did know, both Kate and Sophie had been part of the dance group at school, and in her final year Kate had actually led the group. With hips and an ass like hers, it was no surprise she knew how to move. She stood up over me, while Sophie began to rub against me, exploring with her hands and body.
I knew Kate's dance was personalised for me when she began to gyrate those tight, perfect hips of hers. She swayed and her long blonde hair would rush around. When she bent forward I saw perfect cleavage and knew for sure that she hadn't been wearing anything underneath that singlet top. That being said, the majority of focus was on her ass, as she spun around and slowly began to drop those pink pyjama pants, rotating her hips erotically. I began to breathe deeply when I saw what was underneath. Kate was wearing a pair of green bike shorts that were so tight they may as well have been painted on. When she spun around I read what was written on the crotch of the shorts: 'Nymph Princess'. I read it and all that came out of my mouth was a stuttered "I'm starting to think that's about right."
"You've seen nothing, Nic," Kate smiled as she stepped out of her shorts and gave both me and Sophie a peck on the cheek each.
"Oh Kate, why do you always seem to end up losing clothes every time you dance?" asked Sophie, however my gaze had not moved from Kate's firm, tight, perfect ass.
