"Yeah but I kind of didn't think you were being totally honest" Katy iterated.
"Just relax and if something makes you uncomfortable, just tell me and we'll stop, ok?" I said while looking her in the eye and leaning in for a kiss.
"Yeah, cool. I was really hoping for this" Katy stated.
I reached her lips and made sure that she was, indeed, kissed properly. During our kiss I made sure that I probed her mouth while running my hands lightly over her face and neck. Moving slowly to her neck, I began to explore her torso and then to her breasts. Kate then lowered herself to recline while I maintained contact with the hollow of her neck. You know the area, the one that makes women give entertaining little murmurs of pleasure. Her breathing began to get quicker and deeper. Leslie hadn't been idle in all of this, either. She was lightly massaging Kate's belly through her shirt. I began to unbutton her shirt to allow us both unfettered access to Katy. When I had it totally unbuttoned I asked her to sit up for a minute so that we could slip her shirt off. She sat up and Leslie moved it off her shoulders and down off of her arms. I reached around her back and deftly undid the catch to her bra. Leslie also did the honors and removed the garment from he body. I was enthralled with her little boobs and I made sure that she saw the look of appreciation on my face.
"They're kind of small" Katy bashfully stated.
"No, they're perfect" I said while I smiled. "I prefer small boobs to the larger variety. Itty bitty titties turn me on far more that big tits. You've never heard that anything more than a mouthful is wasted?"
"God, you're nothing like any guy I've ever been with!"
When I looked down again, Leslie was pinching and massaging Kate's nipples. I leaned in and kissed her right nipple, which allowed Leslie to have access to the left nipple. I guided Katy to lie down again while keeping contact with her nipple. I lightly flicked my tongue across her nipple and sucked on it. I did this in turn because it was turning her on immensely. Then I wondered whether it was me or Leslie or the combination that was getting her so hot this fast. Then I mused that it didn't matter, because it was the effect that was important.
Katy's titties were different than Leslie's. Leslie's areola was tiny brown spots and her nipple was proportionally small to the surrounding areola. Katy's areola were just as small but her nipple was slightly larger when erect. That didn't detract from either of our enjoyment, though. They also seemed to be more sensitive than Leslie's when they were excited. I have to be honest, here...I liked Katy and I loved bringing her to the heights of passion. I loved the thought that I was enjoying her body as much as she was enjoying me bringing her to those heights. It just seemed that the more inflamed her lust became, the more I floated along with that lust. In other words, my lust fed on hers and hers on mine. Ah yes, the classic quid pro quid of physical pleasure.
Realizing that Katy was heating up faster than I had anticipated, I began to move downwards. While I saw that Leslie continued to play with Katy, I lifted away from her and watched for a short while. I noticed that Leslie wasn't immune to what was happening, either. She was flushed with lust, too, so I reached out and lightly guided her head towards Katy's faultless breast. I knew that these two beauties had only touched each other through their clothing, so I wasn't sure if this was too much for them. Leslie didn't hesitate, though. She just leaned in and replaced her fingers with her tongue. I knew that if she performed her typical oral magic on Katy's tit like she did to my cock, Katy was in for a real treat.
Leslie whimpered her pleasure from suckling on Katy's flesh. I soon began to plant butterfly kisses on her stomach and reached her navel where I lingered and rimmed her belly button. When I reached the top of her jeans, I moved to unbutton and unzip her pants. Katy then began to run her fingers through my hair in anticipation of things to come. When the pants were open, I began to slide both her jeans and panties down her freshly shaven legs. When she was nude, I ran my hands along those soft, pretty and sensuous sticks. I moved back to her navel while massaging the sensitive skin of her upper thighs. This elicited soft moans from Katy so I slowly moved my kisses south towards the juncture of her legs and her torso.
I noticed that Leslie continued to tease Kate's titties. I had by now reached her pubes and I began to massage her mound. I just played with her mound, though. I wanted to prolong the sweet torture. I hadn't touched the lips of her pussy because I had an idea. I wanted Leslie to touch the treasure before I did. To that end, I reached for Leslie's hand and whispered, "Keep kissing her tits, Les." She glanced at me as I brought her hand to Katy's pussy. As before, she let me lead her. Reaching her aromatic treasure, I stroked Katy's pubic hair with Leslie's fingers. Not long after that, I began to feed those fingertips into Katy's gash. Katy responded with little flutters through her belly. I didn't say anything right away. I moved my hands to her thighs and spread her legs so that her outer lips began to open. On my word, I saw the moisture gathering at the inner lips of that charming little grotto. I saw Leslie's fingers sliding effortlessly though the collecting moisture. I inhaled the stimulating perfume of that little thing and it exponentially elevated my own desire.
Here, again, I couldn't help but compare the differences between these two women. Although endowed with the same equipment, they were vastly different, as well. The first thing that I noticed was that Katy's slit was smaller. Her inner lips, appropriately had less mass, were thinner and didn't protrude as far from her pussy as did Leslie's. Where Leslie's natural lubricant was gooey, for lack of a better term, Katy's seemed thinner. Katy's fragrance was different, too. Leslie had a slight tang to her aroma but Katy seemed more musky. Now, understand that neither trait was more desirable than the other. It was just the difference between the two. And I thank the gods for that difference; I revel in that difference; I adore that difference.
These thoughts race through my brain at the speed of light. It's like all those thoughts and observances are one coalesced pinpoint of an idea and shoot through the gray matter with the fury and speed of atoms colliding. My lust soared accordingly. I muttered to Leslie so that Katy could hear me, "Push your fingers into her, Les."
Katy apparently thought that I was probing at the entrance to her little cunt. Her head bolts up and sees that I'm holding her legs spread and Leslie is pleasuring her pussy. She makes no mention, though. She goes with the flow. I see Leslie push two fingers into that little mouse and begin to saw them into and back out, all the while fluttering her fingers. Katy and Leslie both heaved a sigh. I let Leslie continue to fuck her for a while before I grasped Leslie's wrist and removed her fingers from Katy. I moved her scented digits to my mouth while I held Leslie's gaze and inhaled the aroma deep into my nasal cavity. Then I slipped the fingers into my mouth and sucked on her fingers. All this time I held Leslie's gaze. I saw Leslie become more agitated. I licked her fingers clean and restored her fingertips to Katy's clit. I moved my tongue to Kate's pussy and began to feast on her arousal. I held Leslie's gaze as I ate Katy. Both of us could feel Katy tense up. We both knew that her orgasm was imminent. I licked and Leslie teased and Katy huffed until her body went rigid and her legs almost crushed my head while her hips lifted off of the sofa until the orgasmic spring burst. Katy flopped down in a heap with both of us in contact with her pussy and clit. Katy reached down and covered Leslie's fingers and my head in separate hands. When she became too sensitive, she gently pushed us away from her treasure. I saw Leslie's fingers had another coat of moisture.
I wanted to push the boundaries, so I pushed her hand towards her mouth. Leslie looked first at her hand, then at me. Looking deeply into my eyes, I heard her sniff at the offered digits. I held her hand just at the brink of her lips and looked at Katy to make sure that she was also seeing the action. When I looked back to Leslie, I saw the look of fear, but also the look of lust beginning to awaken in those pools of desire. She was realizing that what she was about to do was something that we hadn't talked about. It was something that I think she and Katy both wanted but were afraid to explore.
The moment seemed to last a lifetime. It also seemed that nobody took a breath until she slowly parted her lips and without me nudging her, slid the two fingers into her mouth and took a taste of her friend. Still looking me in the eyes she made a low moan. I don't think that Katy was able to hear her, but as she sucked and licked her fingers clean she turned to Katy and continued to lick her fingers clean. Katy and Leslie exchanged a look that told me volumes. I knew that from this moment on we would all enjoy each other in a very intimate way.
With Katy naked, Leslie fully clothed and me half dressed, I spoke to no one in particular. "It seems that somebody else needs to get her cookies crumbled." Katy glanced my way, as did Leslie. I moved closer to Leslie and leaned over Katy to kiss her. While we dueled tongues that gave both girls the needed information about what I meant, I was able to taste Katy in the kiss. Breaking the kiss I wanted to reinforce the forbidden act so I said "Kate, I love the way you taste" while looking Leslie in the eyes. "Doesn't she taste like musky honey, Les?"
Leslie only nodded her head. But while she started to turn shades of embarrassment Katy said, "God, that was hot. Was it ok, Les?"
Leslie turned to her and mumbled, "It was kind of nasty but it wasn't as bad as I thought. I mean, I never even thought about tasting your coochie but when I did it, it made me as hot as I've ever been."
