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Nicole And Mary Play With John

Nicole and Mary Play with John

The phone on your desk rings, and as you pick it up and move it to your ear, you can hear faint female giggling.
"John!" you answer quickly like always.
"Hi hon. Can you hurry home from work tonight? There is someone here I'd like you to meet, and we have something special to share with you! Don't be late love!"
You smile as you replace the phone on your desk, anticipating the nature of my surprise. You glance at the clock 2 more hours. A thought quickly passes through your mind as you recall the sound of my voice as I breathlessly said, "we have something special to share with you." You indulge for a moment in a vision of a fantasy you recall telling me about long ago how you'd like to watch me make love to another woman, for your pleasure, and then share her with you. Could that be what I had meant on the phone? "No, she couldn't ... or would she?" you muse. Sigh! You turn back to your work, willing the clock to move quickly through the next two hours.
* * *
As you enter the house, you can hear voices coming from the den, and you walk towards the room, hoping any evidence of anticipation of YOUR version of my surprise isn't apparent. You are stunned as you walk into the room and see me and my guest we are both wearing dresses, very elegant and very sexy. "Something is going on here," you say to yourself as you wonder if you were right earlier in the day. You look at me with a question in your eyes.
Our eyes meet, and you can see many things there as I gaze at you excitement, love, mischief, and happiness. I walk over to give you a warm hug and a kiss. My hug seems more compelling than usual, and my lips linger a little longer than would seem appropriate in view of the fact that we have company. It's as if I'm trying to tell you something with the touch of my body against yours.
"Oh John, I didn't hear you come in. I want you to meet my friend, Mary Christine. She and I were best friends all through grade school and high school. You remember me mentioning her, don't you?"
As I speak, Mary walks over to where we are still standing in each other's arms. I break away from you a bit and turn towards her, taking her hand in mine and pulling her close, until she's standing right in front of you. She takes both of your hands in hers and you feel a strange shiver pass through your body. She speaks to you in a soft, suggestive voice: "John, I've heard SO much about you. Nicole has been sharing some interesting secrets with me."
You clear your throat in nervousness. "WHAT is going on?" you wonder, and look at me again.
"John, wouldn't you like to take your two gorgeous dolls out to dinner and show us off?" I'm wearing a pink silk dress the blouse of the dress is pink lace and it's worn over an ivory white camisole. It's obvious I'm not wearing a bra, and you notice how it clings to the curves of my body you are so familiar with, and how the length of the skirt shows off my beautiful legs. Mary's shapely legs are likewise exposed ... she's wearing a straight black skirt that buttons down the front and several buttons are undone. Her matching blouse is dropped off the shoulders and is tailored to follow the curves of her breasts, where an ample display of d├ęcolletage is evident. Her black outfit creates a stunning contrast to her nearly platinum blonde hair, and her skin is deeply tanned and glowing in the light of the room.
My use of the phrase "your two gorgeous dolls" has not gone unnoticed by you, but you still are not sure exactly what I'm up to. "Sure, honey, I'd love to take you two beauties out to dinner. I'll shower first and change."
* * *
Dinner is very pleasant and the time passes quickly as you become acquainted with my friend and we share conversation. You can't help but notice the admiring glances and envy of all the males in the restaurant. Mary seems very friendly, almost too much so, but you shrug it off to her delightful personality and the atmosphere of the restaurant and the evening. I seem especially animated and the closeness of my body to yours as I sit beside you conveys to you a heightened aura of sensuality which you find very stimulating. Your thoughts drift to a vision of your two dinner partners in various stages of undress, taking pleasure from each other's bodies. My voice breaking through your reverie is like a caress, "John, why don't you take us home now?"
I slide close to you as you slip behind the driver's seat. You can see Mary in the rear view mirror in the back seat. I snuggle next to you, run my fingernails up the seam of your trousers, and whisper in your ear, "Honey, what would be a perfect ending to this evening? Hmmmmmm?" You catch your breath ever so slightly as my fingertips brush over your cock and I rest my hand there and press gently, searching for your response.
Your eyes meet Mary's in the rear view mirror, and her gaze is compelling and strangely provocative. She has heard my question.
"I want her, John, and she wants me. Can I take her, love, while you watch? Look at her John, she wants me, and she wants you. We planned this evening for you. I want to make love to her John, while you watch us, and when you can bear it no longer, she is yours, to take in any way you desire." You groan out loud now, as my hand becomes more insistent, and my words penetrate your consciousness. Have you heard me correctly? "Let's go home honey, we can't wait much longer."
* * *
By unspoken and mutual consent, we go into the bedroom when we arrive home. I ask Mary to sit on the side of the bed and I ask you to sit in the chair in the corner of the room. I walk over and sit sideways in your lap and press my upper body against your chest. I take one of your hands in mine and move it to my breasts and place it there, willing you to touch me, as my lips close over yours and I kiss you with passion, allowing my tongue to meet yours. I know that Mary is watching us from her place on the bed. I break the kiss and slide to the floor between your legs. I know that you are hard with anticipation of the show you are soon to witness, and I loosen your belt and slide your zipper down, releasing your cock and taking it first in my hand, and then guiding it into my mouth. I suck you gently a few moments, feeling you harden further against my tongue. I turn from my position on the floor to face Mary, and I ask her, "Do you want him Mary?"
She moves slightly on the bed as she becomes excited, and answers softly, "Yes Nicole."
"Tell him what you want Mary."
She looks directly at you, licks her lips slowly, and then says, "I want you John, and I want you to fuck me, with your hard cock."
I stand beside you and gently stroke your hair with my hand. I tell Mary, "I am John's baby slut, and I do everything I can to please him. I know he wants to see me make love to you. If you want John, Mary, I am to have you first. John always allows me what I want too, because I am good to him. Do you want him enough, Mary, that I can have you first?"
Your hand has moved up my dress, and is stroking my inner thigh as I speak to Mary. You can feel the heat between my legs, and already you can feel the wetness of my panties. You are watching Mary as her excitement is becoming increasingly evident. She wants you, and she'll let your baby slut make love to her first to have you!!
Mary moves seductively on the bed, parting her legs slightly, as she looks at both of us, and says, "I want you both, and I'll do anything for that." Then she looks directly at you and says, "John, tonight you have two baby sluts."
I bend down and give you another deep kiss, and whisper in your ear, "John, your baby slut is so excited. I want her, and I want you to watch...then love, you can have her. She's all yours and she wants you. She's a baby whore too." With a final, fleeting kiss to your now throbbing cock, I cross the room to sit beside Mary on the edge of the bed.
I first touch her hair, brushing it back from her shoulders, and then move my fingernails gently across the tops of her full breasts which are exposed above her blouse. I place my hand over one of her breasts and press lightly, feeling it fill my hand, then move my hand down her side, allowing it to come to rest on her hip. I brush my lips across her cheek, seeking her lips. The tips of our tongues meet, and we slowly taste each other. We drop back against the bed, still kissing, and the lengths of our bodies come together. We kiss like this for a few minutes, allowing our hands to roam over each other, exploring each other's bodies through our clothing.
Finally, I break the kiss and sit up, looking down at Mary and her body. I look to you for approval, and you gently nod your head yes. I part Mary's legs slightly, and kneel between them on the floor, and begin unbuttoning the remainder of her skirt. As each button falls open, I push the fabric aside, exposing her legs, and running my tongue up her inner thighs. When I reach the top button, she lifts her lower body and I pull the skirt away from her. Her black lace panties are now revealed, and as I press her legs open, a dark wet stain is apparent between her legs, evidence of her excitement. I continue working my way up her thighs, pausing when my face comes in contact with the lace of her panties, to experience her fragrance. I pull her panties aside, and place my tongue against her clit, stroking and teasing it, feeling her tremble and quiver, and listening to the beginnings of her sighs.
I again lay beside her on the bed and I move my hand over her hips and stomach above the elastic of her panties. I kiss her lower stomach, and then trace my tongue back and forth across the skin just above the lace of her panties. She trembles and sighs, and her back arches slightly. I work my way up to her blouse and unbutton it quickly, until he breasts are free of the clothing, covered now only by a sheer lace bra which clasps in front. I place my hand on her throat and caress her skin gently, back and forth, feeling the fullness of her breasts brush against my skin. She is breathing heavily now, and shivers involuntarily as my exploration of her body continues. I move my hand over the lace of her bra, feeling her nipples straining through the cloth. I bend over her body and gently bite each nipple through her bra, until I can feel them grow erect and hard. I release the clasp and the lace falls away as her breasts are now free. They are a bit larger than my breasts, and they stand firm and high on her chest. Her nipples are dark red, and are hard. I allow my fingers to brush over them, enjoying the feel of their hardness against the palm of my hand. I move my tongue to each nipple, and lick and suck gently, teasing and flicking.
Her arms reach around my body, and she pulls down the zipper at the back of my dress. My dress drops forward, and I pull my arms free from the sleeves, stand a fleeting moment, and allow it to drop to the floor. I'm now wearing only the silk camisole and white silk panties that dip to a V over my lower stomach.
I lay beside Mary, and her hands move over my body. She presses me back against the sheets as she leans over me and lifts my camisole, exposing my breasts, and gives them the attention I had earlier given hers. She alternates licking each of my breasts, until my nipples are taut and hard like hers, and I have begun to moan and writhe on the bed beside her. She moves her body over mine, and rubs her breasts against mine, sliding her soft skin over me as we kiss once again. I then move to sit upright, and lift the hem of my camisole, pulling it over my head, until my upper body is naked. I roll my body close to Mary and pull her into my arms. Our legs entwine, which brings our entire bodies together, and we press our hips close, where we are both still covered by wisps of lace and silk. We slowly move our hips in unison, enjoying the feel of each other's softness, as our lips and tongues touch again in a wet caressing kiss.
We move around on the bed until I am sitting upright between Mary's legs and I slowly slip her panties from her body, pulling them down the length of her legs. I stand at the foot of the bed and remove my own panties, kicking them free from my ankles, before I join Mary again on the bed. I open her legs wide so you and I both have a clear view of her pussy. Her light blonde hair is wet and tangled.
I turn on the bed so that our heads are in opposite directions and lay beside her. I part the hair of her pussy with my fingertips until I can see the pink bud of her clit which is swollen and hard. I touch her there with just the tip of my tongue, and swirl it around and around, feeling it quiver from my fleeting caresses. I've pulled my hair back from my face so that you can clearly watch my exploration of Mary's pussy. My tongue slides from her clit, and works its way down to her pussy, opening her inner lips as I seek to touch every inch of her female place. Her scent surrounds me and I find it strangely pleasing and exciting. When I reach her opening, I lick her juices which are flowing freely from her, and then slowly insert my tongue as far as I can inside her. I then move my tongue back up to her clit and tease it gently but insistently, while I insert two fingers inside her. Her back arches when my fingers enter her as she tries to seek her release.
Mary's response to my actions has caused my own excitement to increase, and I can feel my honey flowing from me. I cover Mary's body with my own, while I continue licking her, and position myself so that she can tongue my pussy. I gasp when her tongue first brushes over my clit, and sigh louder as he pushes a finger inside me.
We are now both lost to these new sensations, and have nearly forgotten your presence, as our bodies cling together and we experience each other. From where you are seated, you have a perfect view of our bodies molded together, and the sounds of our sighs and our wet pussies as fingers slide in and out of each other, and tongues lick and suck, fill the room.
Your hand has moved unconsciously to your cock, and you begin to stroke yourself to release your tension as your own excitement increases. As our frenzy mounts, and you know your own orgasm is nearing, you cross the room and join us on the bed, but do not touch either of us. We each roll onto our sides without moving our heads from each other's pussy. This close-up image of what your two baby sluts are doing to each other intensifies your excitement, and you can hold back no longer. As we both begin to cry out with the beginnings of climax and your hot cum spurts from your cock and over the bodies of your two baby sluts. When your abundance of cum is expended and glistening on the bodies of your two partners, you collapse beside me.
I touch my body with a finger, picking up some of your cum and place the finger into my mouth, tasting you. I turn to Mary's body, and lick every drop of your cum from her. She does the same to me. I then turn to look at you, licking the last drops of your cum from my lips, and whisper, "John, has your baby slut pleased you?" I kiss you lingeringly, and you can smell and taste Mary's fragrance on my face as I kiss you. You reply, "Yes, baby slut, daddy is very pleased with your performance, but daddy's cock is still hard!" I look at you and smile, gesturing to Mary, "She's yours now. She wants you, and will do anything to have you. Fuck her!"




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