Sarah led the way up the stairs, followed by Amy and Laura. I went last, hardly believing that I was here, now, with these three beautiful women with whom I'd become so close. I felt a thrill of anticipation for what was about to happen, and resolved that for my part, I would do my very best to ensure that each one felt loved and appreciated.
We went into the master bedroom and Sarah knelt on the bed. "Amy, Laura, come to me," she said. The girls complied, Amy kneeling on her right, Laura on her left.
"Tim, you're clearly outnumbered," Amy said with a grin, "and I vote that Sarah gets to enjoy herself first, then Laura, me, and you come last. We promise you won't miss out."
I returned her grin. "No arguments from me. I do have one thing to confess, though."
She looked at me quizzically.
"I did give Sarah a little appetiser this afternoon while we were sunbathing," I explained.
Amy smiled. "That's fine by us. After all, we started it by tempting you with the sun lotion."
"Anyway, we're here now, so no need to hold off the marshmallows," added Laura.
"Good job I know some psychology," said Sarah, "or I would really wonder what you were on about."
"Tim," she continued, "do you want to undress us?"
"I think that all of us should help," I said. "Let's start with you, as it's your turn first."
I moved over to her and started to undo the buttons of her blouse. Amy and Laura quickly caught on, Laura undoing the fastening of Sarah's wraparound skirt and removing it, while Amy moved behind Sarah to help me slip her blouse off. Then Amy unfastened Sarah's bra and discarded it, leaving me to bend my mouth to Sarah's now-bare breasts and begin to kiss and tongue them passionately.
Still behind Sarah, Amy slipped her hand down the back of Sarah's panties and obviously began to touch her opening from behind, while Laura did the same from the front, sliding her hand over Sarah's mound and beginning to touch her sensitive nub.
"Ohhh," gasped Sarah. "I don't think that orgasm this afternoon has slowed me down at all. Quite the opposite."
I drew her forward so that she was on hands and knees, and Amy helped me remove Sarah's panties. Sarah returned to her kneeling position, and Amy continued to use her fingers on Sarah's entrance from behind while Laura and I changed over, Laura now using her mouth on Sarah's breasts while I touched Sarah with my fingers and thumb.
"Amy," I said, "you remember Ralph, don't you?"
For a split second Amy looked puzzled, then her face showed comprehension. She carefully moved her fingers back to touch Sarah's rear opening, then slid one finger in just a little way. Laura began to touch both Sarah's breasts more urgently with her hands and mouth, and I slid a finger a little deeper inside Sarah to search for the other sensitive spot I knew I would find.