"Hey girlfriend!" Stacy greeted Carrie, opening the door to our room for her. She'd guided her into the parking lot and then to our room by phone. "Carrie, this is my cousin Ricky," she said, turning back into the room and extending a hand. That Carrie didn't have a face mask didn't surprise me, Stacy had told me beforehand that either we considered Carrie to be safe, or she wasn't going to come over. For the first time in months there were three of us in the room at the same time without masks and social distancing seemed strange.
Carrie and Stacy were like long lost sisters; despite that they'd talked several times, for several hours, over the last two weeks, they still had to get each other up to speed on their lives. We'd previously stopped and gotten some wine coolers and Corona's; Stacy got Carrie a wine cooler to go with the one she had while I continued with my beer. They settled into talking, about everything else in the world, but I couldn't help but notice Carrie was eyeing me, checking me out as much as I was checking her out. Although I joined into the conversation when addressed, it was their gig.
Carrie was, just as Stacy had advertised, the girl with the 'famous boobs.' Easily as busty as Victoria had been, her body was slimmer and narrower, so in comparison she looked top heavy. When I greeted her and told her that Stacy had told me all about her, she said "She told you all about my brains? I'm famous for my brains," which cracked Stacy up. Unlike Victoria, who had worn an underwire support bra and whose boobs had seemed heavy and saggy in comparison, Carrie's seemed firm and upright - later confirmed when I found they were nearly as firm and upright without a bra as they were with.
"Yeah, only if your brains are on your chest." Carrie grinned and they both laughed. I checked out Carrie, but also exchanged glances with Stacy. The subtle sexual tension was there, although I couldn't decipher whether it was between Stacy and me, Stacy and Carrie, or that Stacy was thinking of me with Carrie. Maybe all of the above?
I had finished my beer, Stacy and Carrie had about finished a wine cooler, so without asking I got us all a refill, which was a lot of alcohol for Stacy. When she suggested I go get the pizza, ordering for take-out and then going to fetch, I readily agreed, leaving the two of them at the apartment.
By the time I got to the pizza joint and back, having had to wait a few minutes for my turn at the pizza shop, my 15-minute round trip had turned into 45. When I walked back into the one bedroom and living room "apartment" that was a Residence Inn hotel room, I found the living room empty and didn't hear the girls at all. Putting the pizza on the table, I figured perhaps they'd gone out to the swimming pool as I knew Stacy had told Carrie to bring her bikini, and we'd briefly talked about it a few minutes before I left, but still I just called out, "Stacy?"
"In the bedroom," she replied. Although the door was open, I couldn't see them, so stepped over to the bedroom door and stopped, stunned.
Carrie and Stacy were both lying on the bed, neither one dressed as they had been when I left. Stacy had on her baby doll negligee, the same one she'd worn for me the night she came home, her nearly naked body totally visible through the sheer material. Both of them were lying on the bed, beside each other but not touching, a fairly large gap between them. "We saved you a spot," Stacy said, patting the space between them.
Carrie was also dressed in lingerie. Although not as sheer as the gossamer baby doll coverup of Stacy, it was lacy and see-thru. A red thong teddy with a vee that started just below her belly button and wrapped up across both breasts, joining again behind her neck. The red-lace material allowed me to see the dark patch of her pubic hair and pussy lips pushed against it, as well as the round dark patches of her areolas. Later, when she moved, I found her backside totally nude, the thong back becoming just strings that kept the front in place but for the moment, facing me, I couldn't see her bottom or back. Later I found her bottom to be just as firm and athletic as her boobs, if it wasn't that I was already attached to Stacy, I could easily see myself making a play for this woman.
"Oh, my goodness," I said, stepping up to the bed and reaching down with two hands to touch a leg on both of them. I looked down at Stacy, an enigmatic smile on her face, and then over to Carrie. "I take it we're not eating first?"
"It depends on what you want to eat..." Stacy giggled, teasing. I looked at Stacy when I came in, a brief glance at Carrie and accepting her display with my peripheral vision, but now I shifted my eyes right, running up and down Carrie's body. Her nipples, visible bumps protruding through the red material, were more accented than truly visible. The red vee of material went well below her belly button, leaving a small diamond which accented her belly button, visible. It seemed to be virtually identical to Stacy's; later Stace confirmed that along with Josette, all three had all gotten their bellies pierced together just before they graduated, so they really were the same. The red vee ended just above her pussy, a darker patch of pubic hair perceptible, ending in a slightly dark spot where the hair ended at her pussy. It was just a slight leakage, but enough that I could tell she was wet. Nipples visible, pussy wet, I instantly knew that Carrie was already aroused. I already knew Stacy enough to know that she was also. Stace and Carrie were separated now, and although I had not seen anything as I'd come in, I suspected perhaps they'd both been playing a bit while waiting for me.
"Pizza for dessert?" I said, rubbing my hand onto Carrie's calf.
"We thought you would probably say that. I hope you don't mind that we dressed for dinner..." Carrie said, "but you're still a bit overdressed.
I looked back at Stacy, and she almost immediately sat up and rolled onto her knees. I put my arm around her shoulder as she started pulling on my shirt, pulling it out of my pants to help me undress. "Are you sure about this?" I whispered into her ear.
Her mouth came up to my own ear, nibbling as Carrie rose up and approached me just as Stacy had, her hands reaching for my belt. "Very," she whispered back into my ear, her hand sliding down my belly and behind the belt and button that Carrie had just undone. Sliding her hand into my pants she found and arranged my cock, which had grown quite hard in just seconds, so that it rose out of the top of my pants. I caught the back of my shoe with the toe of the other foot, just stepping out without unlacing, but had to reach down with a hand to get the other one. As I did, Stacy pushed my pants further, and my erection sprang free.
"Stacy's been telling me you had a really nice one," Carrie said, leaning down and gripping my cock before slipping me into her mouth.
"Oh my god," I said, straightening up once again, now totally naked, putting my arm again around Stacy with Carrie sucking on my cock. Carrie pulled away and pushed my cock towards Stacy who smiled and leaned in to also take me in her mouth.
And so began my first threesome. My girlfriend and cousin sharing me, in every way, with her girlfriend and lover. I had been a bit unsure about the whole thing to begin with. Sure, I'd imagined a threesome before, I think probably every guy has, but would Stacy
really
not be jealous? Would she
really
not mind Carrie and me having sex? Would it
really
be the three of us? It was all of those things and more, while I allowed Stacy to set the rules, just as she had when we got together. The rules, from the very beginning, seemed to be that Stacy wanted me to fuck Carrie.
