By Louisa May
“Ohhh, my GOD…” came Mary’s muffled little voice. “Woooow…”
“Man, Mary, you really exPLODed!” Julie’s eyes were huge. I leaned in and kissed her mouth. She turned her head to me and opened that pretty mouth, and my tongue slid in and along her sweet gums.
“Hey, me TOO!!” We stopped and turned to see little Mary, her short black hair a fluff mess about her red face.
I laughed, and brushed some of that soft hair off her face. “Alright, sunshine, I want to kiss you, don’t you worry. But let’s all get naked first, okay?” I turned to Julie. “Is that a good idea?”
My little blossom blushed, of course, and nodded, grinning.
“Yaaayy, let’s get naked!” Mary immediately began shucking her skimpy t-shirt. “I want to see NORA naked, yes, yes, yes!”
I smiled. “You do, do you?” She nodded fiercely. “Well, alright then.” And I stood. “You, too, Miss Julie.”
Mary knelt on the bed watching intently, first at me, then at Julie, then back at me. “Oooh,” she shuddered, “I’m so excited!”
I undid my robe and let it fall to the floor.
“Ohhh my GOD!!” and Mary fell backwards on the bed, flashing her shiny little slit. She bounced back, her face aglow. “Nora! You are so so so beautiful!!!” She turned to Julie, who had removed her blouse and was now taking down her skirt. “Isn’t she beautiful, Julie?” And Mary’s eyes stayed on her friend, who was now Quite a-blush.
Julie nodded, murmured, “yes, she is, I know.”
“Oooh, Jool, you have hair!!” Mary pointed at her friend’s lightly whiskered crotch.
“Jool—”
“And your titties… well, they ARE kinda big–”
“Mary…” I lifted my brow at her and reached to hold both pretty Julie- cones. “They are big and beautiful.” I leaned to lick one of her nipples.
“Yum.”
Mary giggled madly. “Ohhh man, this is GREAT!” She crawled over the sheets to sit on the edge of the bed. “NOW will you kiss me?”
I smiled and sat next to her. I held both her small cheeks and touched her nose to mine. “Yes, I will kiss you now, little beast. Stand here between my legs.”
And she stood and snuggled her slim thighs between mine. Her arms hung obediently at her sides.
“‘Kay.”
“Okay.” And I brought her body in closer to me so that I felt her flat, hot chest touch my nipples. Our heads were on a level.(The bed sat high up.) Her mouth still held the impish ghost of a smile as my lips touched it. Her mouth opened slightly and I dutifully brushed my tongue against the insides of her lip. She giggled, and her own elfin tongue touched mine, and danced against it. Little imp! My head tilted a bit, and I opened my mouth further and slid my tongue deeper inside her. My hands slid around her thin waist, and I felt her press herself against my breasts, as her own mouth opened wider and drew my tongue in. She sighed, a high-pitched content little moan, and I felt her tongue swirl around mine; I felt her sucking my tongue! Her firm little belly now ground itself into my moist, fuzzy puss. Oh, my heavens, I could live here a looong while.
“Hey, what about ME?” I felt a tapping, and broke our kiss to find Julie at my shoulder.
“It’s MY turn,” said Mary, who started in at my lips again.
I held back. “Whoa, wait now, wait a bit.” I smiled at Voracia. “You are a hot little one, aren’t you?”
Big grin and a big nod.
“I know.” I turned to Julie. “Yes, we have to figure out things here, don’t we? Hmmm…”
“It IS my turn,” murmured Mary to her friend.
“We DID just make your butt explode,” Julie murmured back.
“How about,” and I spread my legs apart, moved Mary to one side and pulled Julie in to stand beside her, “how about each of you take one of my nipples into your mouth. And suck them. How about that?”
The girls grinned at each other and immediately leaned in to engulf a nipple with their mouths. Ohhhh, good idea! Very very Very gooooood ideaaa… mmmm… I stroked their heads, their soft, slightly moving heads; Mary’s almost babysoft black hair, Julie’s lush blond mane… felt my nipples swell, my blood coursing down through my core, into my middle, my pussy just glowing…
And as I watched, a wonderful thing happened. Besides me coming, deeply, gently, I mean… for after a few minutes, I watched Mary begin to lick, and kiss, then suck again, then kiss, moving… then she started nuzzling Julie’s lips against my nipple! And as I watched, my hands, almost of their own accord, began gently pressing the little heads together; and they did come together. I watched Julie’s lips hesitate, brave a brief touch to Mary’s, return to my nipple, then, as Mary’s lips more insistently nuzzled her own, turn, and actually brush, then fasten on her friend’s…
And my hands slid downwards, smoothing the kissing girls’ backs, then cupping their bottoms. I felt Mary’s immediately respond, as her hands came up and went around Julie’s waist. My hand at Julie’s bottom travelled further, my fingers questing, and I felt her thighs part, and she sighed. And Mary sighed, and both girls almost sank into each other. Julie’s arms went around her friend’s arms, and both were now in a passionate embrace, and kissing deeply. And of course all I had to do with little Mary was touch a finger to that humid, sensitive little asshole, and her sighing instantly rose a level, became a high-pitched moan, a mumbled grunt and gurgle. I now had a finger in Miss Julie’s slit, and she too was moaning. Both, between my warm, yearning thighs.
I turned to the mirror at the foot of the bed, and what a lovely sight: Mary’s small hands roaming, grasping, at Julie’s back, her arms, neck… my own hand working quietly between Julie’s lewdly spread thighs, her bottom moving, squirming… and the sound of them both moaning, kissing, wet, sticky, sighing, grunting, crying…
It was MY turn.
I had like twenty orgasms reading this. Love it so much. I wish it was me experiencing these two girls.
I’m glad it touched you, dear. It was SUCH a pleasure writing this. I look forward to finding my next adventure. Please do let me know if you’ve any ideas you’d like to see made manifest. .
I very much like how you use the theatrical stage as a motif. I had a long career as an actor and director for theater. There is something about backstage romance that touches my soul (I had one, though only one), and even among seasoned veterans, there is still something magical about going onto a Broadway stage and looking out over the world.