Running my tongue up and down the lengths of her folds, I would stray occasionally to plant a kiss on her squarely but gently. I moved up to tease her button, and she jerked softly. I took it into my mouth and sucked gently for several seconds, flicking lightly with the tip of my tongue, and she started to squirm.
I licked and kissed and sucked for several minutes before reaching into her. I parted her sex with my tongue, and she moaned heavily as I found the beginnings of her moisture releasing upon me, and the flavor was welcome after the pool water. I dove for more, pulling her onto me with my arms wrapped around her legs on my shoulders, my tongue exploring her tunnel eagerly, yet lovingly. I was not aggressive, only persistent. I continued on her like this for several minutes, withdrawing occasionally to lap up the juices she was beginning to spill freely.
She was writhing and moaning and her hands came down to grab my hair, pulling me into her. As my tongue explored her, my nose pressed against her button, and I turned my head slightly from right to left as I dove into her. After a while, she started shaking, pulling my head into her hard and digging her heels into my back as a long, deep wail escaped from far inside her. I pushed into her as far as I could as juices flowed from her copiously. I continued on her without relent until her hands and legs released me. I slowly diminished my movements until I was merely lapping up her juices from between her folds, and still she shook.
Finally she whispered, “Please, no more.” I ran my the tip of my tongue up the length of her seam one more time before a final kiss, then stood up to see her laying motionless before me. She shuddered once, and I was satisfied.
“Damnit, Ash,” I heard Kim yelling from the door. “You said I would be next!” Ashley started giggling.
XVI. The sun was disappearing, racing off to find tomorrow as I washed my face in pool water and Ashley’s giggling faded. When my eyes reopened, I looked at her to find her gazing at me adoringly. Kim had disappeared from the doorway, and I expressed my concern to Ashley that Kim had seemed genuinely agitated. “Oh, she’ll be fine,” Ashley asserted.
Kim and I had gotten more comfortable with each other over the pizza and following hours. She slowly became less abrasive and we’d engaged each other in some meaningful conversation. I hoped she wasn’t too upset.
The automatic pool lights came on as I ascended from the water, my erection still quite prominent. I detected faintly on the air the aroma of the cookies the girls were making. Of course, Ashley had abandoned Kim when she’d joined me in the pool, leaving Kim to finish the job herself. I began to think I should check on Kim to make sure she wasn’t pissed. I recovered a towel and began drying myself before sitting down beside where Ashley was still enjoying her afterglow, my feet dangling next to hers in the water.
I put a hand on her thigh as I said, “So what’s going on with getting me home?”
She didn’t open her eyes. She only spoke softly into the air, “You’re staying here with us, tonight. Kim and I decided.”
It had been a while since I’d shared a bed with two women, and I began remembering the pleasures of the arrangement before realizing a few difficulties with the plan tonight. I began relaying them to her, “Well, there’s a problem with that. I’ve got medication I have to take. And I’m gonna have to get back to my house sometime before work tomorrow because my headphones are there.” One last thing, “Oh, and I’m not too keen on leaving my car in that parking lot overnight.”
Almost a minute passed before Ashley spoke again. “Okay. We’ll take you back to your car and follow you home? You can get whatever you need, and we’ll bring you back here. Okay?” Without the cloud of blackmail looming over us, I was becoming comfortable with her passive dominance.
I considered her plan, and agreed. I still would have preferred to have Ashley at my place, but her plan was acceptable. I started getting up before Ashley grabbed my arm. “Where do you think you’re going?”
I stopped and turned to find her looking at me. I smiled and planted a kiss on her before answering, “I’m going to get some water. Would you like some?”
Her response was immediate, “Yeah.” She released me and I kissed her again before rising and moving into the house.
Kim was wearing only a t-shirt and panties when I entered, and I gasped silently as I took her in, stunned by how good she looked in the thoughtless ensemble. She was lifting cookies from a sheet as I composed myself. “Hey, Kim.”
“Hey, Dean.” Her words were flat. “Want a cookie?” She was clearly not pleased, whether about being abandoned or left out, I wasn’t sure. Whatever it was, it wasn’t focused at me, and she didn’t seem extremely perturbed.
“They smell great,” I said as I approached her from behind. I placed a hand on the small of her back, and reached around her with my free hand for a sample, my semi-erect manhood bumping gently against her leg. She paid it no mind, and I stood next to her as I consumed the treat. “Delicious,” my mouth still half full.
She looked at me hopefully. “You think so?”
“Oh, yeah,” and I meant it. Kim was smiling at me now. I finished the cookie, then looked up into her beautiful blue eyes. I sensed a sadness, and it bothered me. I had begun to learn that she was a sensitive girl, and the idea that something with her was amiss did not sit well with me.
I reached my hand up to her cheek. “You’re very beautiful,” I offered softly. Her smile expanded and began to spread into her eyes. She really was beautiful, and there was depth to her beauty. Her acerbic demeanor belied a tender complexity. I doubted her family could appreciate it, and I knew certainly that her own peers would have used it against her, were they to detect it. Perhaps that was why her manner was so caustic.
Even as I considered these things, I saw her defenses weaken, and she was even more beautiful for it. I reached up as I tenderly pulled her down to me, and I kissed her softly and carefully. I released her and smiled at her, showing her how happy her acceptance had made me, and her own smile now seemed purified.
We continued to gaze into each other for several moments before I broke free, and recovered a bottle of water, heading back out to the pool.
As I approached, Ashley sat up. I cracked the bottle open and handed it to her. She took several large gulps before handing the bottle back to me, and asking, “She okay?”
I smiled to myself and said, “Yeah, I think so,” before taking a drink. “So, am I sleeping on the floor or… How is this going to work?” Though I’d been made to sleep at the foot of a woman’s bed before, I knew Ashley wasn’t that kind of girl. Still, it was fun to stir her brain.
“God, no! Why would I want you to sleep on the floor?” She seemed almost horrified at the idea.
“Well,” I began as seriously as I could, “It wouldn’t be the first time.” I was very interested to see where her mind would take her. Wherever she was going, she was traveling quickly.