I awoke the next morning to a strange sensation. My cock was rock hard and wedged between someone's thighs from behind. What made it strange was that it almost felt stuck there like it had been glued down. I slid the pillow that had been shielding my eyes from the sunlight off of my face to investigate. Sure enough, I was pressed firmly against Melissa - my subconscious desire for the unknown must have urged me toward her. Or, I reconsidered, it could have been my wife Kelly who was leaning tightly against my back with an arm draped over me. Between the two of them, I really didn't have anywhere else to go. I decided it was their fault and smiled to myself.
However, I still had to deal with the current situation, which was that I needed to go to the bathroom, and I seemed to be trapped. After a little shifting and rustling, I managed to release the grip Melissa had on me with her legs. But in fact, I really was a little stuck to her inner thigh. Her copious juices must have kept leaking out last night after I'd gone down on her, and when they dried they connected us. With a grimace, I pulled myself away. On the whole, it was slightly less unpleasant than removing a Band-Aid, but the same idea. She rolled over, towards me, as I disengaged, and I had a chance once again to admire her amazing body.
Melissa's long, pale blonde hair was splayed across the pillows wildly, covering part of her face but revealing her sexy full lips. I let my eyes wander down across her firm breasts with their small gold nipple rings, remembering the sight of my wife sucking them the night before. I continued looking downward across her flat stomach to the cleanly shaven pussy that was accentuated by another golden piercing.
Not just sexy, but intelligent and sweet as well; I wondered how her asshole boyfriend ever let her slip away. But then again I reminded myself, this was the same idiot that didn't even like to eat pussy. Well, his loss, I thought.
Much as I would have liked to stay and enjoy the view, my bladder was growing rapidly more irate by the second. Since I was free of the clenching legs of Melissa, I turned my attention to Kelly's arm that lay across me like an x-ray blanket at the dentist's office. By the deep breathing I heard behind me, she was still sleeping hard. I gently lifted her arm and slid downwards towards the foot of the bed. I set her arm back down in the space where I had been and as quietly as possible, I made a beeline for the bathroom.
Without belaboring the point, it took me a good couple of minutes to do my business, but afterwards I felt like a new man. It struck me that after the night that the ladies had enjoyed, and from the condition they were in when they got home, they would probably appreciate some TLC when they awoke. I set a pot of coffee to brewing and poured two glasses of Gatorade, figuring they would be a bit dehydrated from the alcohol they'd consumed. On the way back I also nabbed a bottle of Tylenol for the inevitable headaches.
Still, I almost dropped the glasses when I got to the door. With me out of the middle, the women had slid closer towards the center until they were now pressed against each other. Kelly was more or less face down with her sexy ass pointing towards the ceiling. One of her large breasts was pressed against and overlapping one of Melissa's smaller tits, and Kelly's arm was over Melissa's chest and her other tit. Kelly's face was nuzzled into Melissa's hair and neck. It was so peaceful, yet so sensual that my cock stiffened instantly. I thought they were both asleep, so I quietly set the glasses down and watched them lie there.
Gradually, though, I became aware of a slow, subtle motion under the sheet covering Melissa's waist. I realized with an inward moan that she was quietly fingering herself. I decided she was definitely one of the hottest sexed ladies I'd ever known, because she seemed almost insatiable. I figured that she probably knew I was watching, because she started to carefully shift the sheet aside with every other stroke until I could clearly see her fingers probing through the folds of her labia, tugging gently at her clit ring. She opened her eyes to look at me, and then looked down at my dick pointing straight out. I had forgotten that I was naked, but after our playing last night, I guess there wasn't a lot to hide.
Melissa winked at me and slowly started turning her face towards Kelly. I was pretty sure my wife was out, but by morning she's not a heavy sleeper usually, so I wondered where this would lead. Melissa positioned her face directly in front of Kelly's so that their lips were just an inch or so apart. She remained that way for a couple of minutes, not really moving except for the hand that was gently touching her. By this time I was slowly stroking myself as well, enjoying the leisurely entertainment. After a bit, I saw Kelly's ass move slightly as her hips rocked subtly in a familiar motion. I moved towards her side of the bed to see what was going on. I had to look closely but finally noticed a fingertip just barely visible between Kelly's spread legs. Another movement of her hips opened up the rear view of her pussy more and I was finally able to make out the fingers caressing her swelling clit.
Melissa caught my eye and smiled wickedly. I realized I couldn't see her right arm as my wife covered it and her grin grew broader when the recognition crossed my face. Kelly's hips were moving more steadily now as her body subconsciously responded to her friend's touch. She started moaning very softly. I watched, fascinated, as one of Melissa's fingers started traveling up Kelly's cunt until it was past the second knuckle. Melissa wasn't ignoring herself, either. She was busily rubbing her own clit and trying hard not to moan out loud. Suddenly Kelly shifted forward a bit, and I worried that she might have woken and not want to continue. But it seemed that the proximity of their lips and the soft, warm breath on each other's faces had registered in Kelly's sleepy mind. She parted her lips slightly and leaned in. Melissa responded eagerly and they began kissing softly, at first without tongue, then with.
At the rate things were heating up, I didn't expect Kelly to sleep much longer, if in fact she was still out. She hadn't opened her eyes yet, so it was even money either way. But their kissing was growing wet and passionate, and there was no longer a teasing pretext in the way Melissa was touching her. Melissa was alternating between firmly rubbing Kelly's clit and plunging two fingers fully into her. I saw Kelly's hand and arm slide back until she was grasping Melissa's breast. She began gently squeezing her nipple and tugging at the ring. Aha, I thought! Now I know she's awake, and knows what she's doing. Sure enough, moments later Kelly's eyes opened and she looked directly into Melissa's eyes as they kissed.
Melissa took her left hand, which she had been masturbating with, and pulled Kelly's hand down into her sex. I could see Kelly's eyes widen; she had never touched another woman this way before. But she kept kissing her and tentatively began rubbing at Melissa's clit. Now Melissa was free to moan, and she did, touching Kelly's face with her hand. Kelly was growing more comfortable by the second, having realized that touching her friend was little different than touching herself, and she was beginning to press her fingers inside Melissa as she rubbed. She kept kissing Melissa fiercely, then turned her head to taste the pussy drenched fingers Melissa had placed so conveniently.
"Mmm... You taste good," Kelly whispered, kissing the flavor back into Melissa's mouth. Suddenly she turned her head to look back over at me for the first time. "Come fuck me," she ordered.
I didn't need to be told twice. I slid onto the bed behind Kelly and turned her onto her side a little more so that we were in a spooning position. Between the wetness of her cunt and the firmness of my cock, it took only a moment to slide into her. Meanwhile, Melissa was rubbing Kelly's clit furiously and they were kissing.
