"Do you need to call your husband or anything?" Christy asked.
"Nope."
"So he's --"
"I'm cheating on him. You're fucking another man's wife, to get me pregnant, without his knowledge or permission. He's had years to do the job, and I'm sick of waiting. I'm not going to hide it either. I don't know what I'll tell him tomorrow, but in the next couple of days I'm going to tell him I let another man breed me. Well, maybe when I miss my period, but I like the idea of telling him right after the door to the airplane closes. As soon as the captain makes the announcement, I'll lean over and say 'I got pregnant on this trip, and you don't get to fuck me for nine fucking months.' I might even tell him you live close by and that I'm going to visit every now and then. You aren't from Rhode Island, are you?"
"Sorry darling, Oklahoma" Christy said. Interesting.
"Damn. Extra fucks would have been nice. I hear I might get horny."
"Baby, you'll get banned from the vegetable aisle if you're anything like me" Barbara laughed.
"Well yeah, that's the way of it. I want you to breed me, make me your cheating whore, and send me away with a baby growing in me" she declared. Her words sounded firm and committed, but I caught a hint of uncertainty. I knew the three of us would wash that away in a sea of lusty feminine fluids.
"So, time to get shaved!" Christy said. She got up, stood in front of Emily with her legs spread. I knew she chose that pose to flaunt her own smooth mound. She grabbed Emily's hands and pulled her to her feet.
"Actually, there's something else we should do first. Or start doing" Barbara said. The other two women looked at her curiously. "Tease him before you please him. You want a big load in there, right?" she said. She walked over to Emily, took her hand and led her to me. Barbara got onto her knees and pulled Emily down with her. "Stroke his balls" she said, and took me into her mouth.
I was already hard, both from the conversation and from what Barbara had started while I was sitting down. She took me in her mouth and sucked me a few times. As she guided Emily's hands to my balls, the feel of her mouth changed. The eager, wet sucking became a feathery, hot, breathy touch. How she made her mouth do that I have no idea. But I know it made me catch my breath. This wasn't an 'I need to be fed now' blowjob. This was a 'let's see how long I can keep you hard in my mouth' experience. A 'which comes first, orgasm or crushed kneecaps' kind of experience. Her tongue fluttered along the underside of my erection. Her wet lips skimmed the surface of my rod. I gasped at the unfamiliar sensations. Emily squeezed and tugged at my balls, but Barbara corrected her touch before I could object. They were both teasing my genitals in an amazing way. Amazing until I realized I had hours of this to go. I began to worry about the day's schedule a bit.
"Do those need a shave too?" Barbara asked. Christy reached out, and I had three women in intimate contact.
"Yes they do! Let's start with him!"
"Okay, okay, who's doing the honors?"
Barbara raised her hand. "Again, experience -- and Emily can watch."
"Sounds good!" Emily said.
We all trooped upstairs. Fundamental truths became clear as I contemplated what was about to happen. Alcohol should wait until all the shaving is done, for instance. I took a shower, and there was a hot washcloth waiting. I sat on a chair Christy had brought up. After I was clean and reheated, they applied some shaving cream. All three women lent a hand. I wondered how long I was going to have to sit with my knees pointing in opposite directions.
I felt a moment of trepidation when Barbara picked up a razor. "Here, let me take the first pass. It's good luck" I said, winking at Emily. I drew the razor across the left base of my sack. I handed the razor to Barbara, and she got to work. You'd think all the feminine fingers on me would have been exciting, but the razor-sharp blades tempered the arousal. Eliminated it. The first few passes Barbara made had me completely immobile, but soon I got comfortable with what she was doing. Kid you not, she had some skills. Before I knew it, she was giving the razor the final rinse. Then they warmed the washcloth again for a final wipedown. It felt great.
"Emily, you're up!" Christy said. Emily got on the chair, but Barbara said "no, a bed is better for a woman. Come on." She grabbed a towel and led Emily to the bed. "Tie her up?" Christy asked. Emily's eyes flew open. "Nah, we can't let her have all the fun" Barbara said as she spread out the towel. Emily said down on it, and Christy spread out her legs.
"Hang on, I want and before and after." I knelt and studied her pussy. Her fur was thick enough that I couldn't see much of the shape of her lips yet. It stopped short of her thigh, naturally I would guess. Her mound was pretty thick, but soft. She watched carefully as I licked and tasted her. She was getting aroused. The aroma was beautiful.
When I finished the taste test, Christy pulled my face to hers and gave me a big kiss. Emily watched us and licked her lips. Barbara got the cream and spread it over the hair. Watching the process didn't turn me on as much as I'd have expected, since I'd just been the shavee minutes before. It took a while, since she was starting with full-length bush. The razor got full really fast, but we had time. I was almost starting to get bored when Christy had an idea. She crawled on the bed and swung her leg over Emily's face. You could see the shock written all over her face, and then my sister's pussy was all over Emily's face. Emily couldn't move of course, and Christy took full advantage of that. She was having fun, but I could tell Emily wasn't really working at it.
"Listen, you can knock out two of your requirements at once if you get into it" I pointed out. Emily said something hard to understand. I took a guess. "You've been licked, right? You know what feels good. Do that to her!"
