"Hmm...what do you think, Kim?"
"Well...that sounds fair to me. What about you, Lynn?"
"I think that would make things even," she replies with a coy smile.
"Okay. It's settled then."
Your hand goes down to the bottom of your shirt and grabs it. You begin to pull it when you are interrupted. Lynn has sprung from the bed and has a hold of your wrist.
"Hold on now, buddy. I don't think you get how this works."
"Yeah," Kim adds, "We didn't get ourselves naked here by choice. If things are going to be fair, then neither should you."
"So what you're saying is..."
"We are going to strip you ourselves," Lynn answers assertively.
You are taken aback by this somewhat, but decide to just go with the flow. Why not?
"Okay, so you take the top half and I get mm the bottom half, Kim."
"Why is that?!?"
"We would not have been in there so long if you hadn't gotten so damn horny," Lynn replies, "If you had behaved, they would not have had time to get away."
"Maybe," Kim answers, "But if you had helped me out like I had asked nicely, we would have still gotten done in time."
"I helped you out!"
"You call 'barely fondling my breasts' help? A drunken teen could have done more."
"I'm not a lesbian like you are," Lynn says angrily, "I'm bi-curious at the most."
"Yeah right. Amy has fucked you just as many times as she has me," Kim retorts.
"Fine. Next time you get horny like that, I'll lick your freaking pussy until you cum. How does that sound?"
"That sounds great! Now get out of the way so I can take his shirt off already."
Lynn nods and steps to your right side as Kim gets up, giving you a long look at her hot body in the buff. With its soft tone and fairly ample bosom, it is a good cross between Amy's busty self and Jess' toned perfection. Lynn, it seems, is built a lot like Amy, albeit a little softer in tone. Either way, this is your lucky day by far!
Kim walks right up to you, getting mere inches from your face. She locks eyes with you and lowers her hands. They only leave yours for a moment as your shirt blocks her view. She tosses the garment beside the bed and slowly turns to walk away.
You are so entranced that you almost fail to notice Lynn. The busty brunette walks back in front of you and mimics Kim's approach. Showing oddly deft hands and skill, she undoes your pants without ever looking down. In a sultry manner, she slowly lowers her body down, all the while looking at your face. She tugs your pants all the way down to you ankles and you step out of them for her.
Her hand goes to your boxers, but a voice interrupts her.
"Hey, what are you doing," Kim asks, "Who said you got to do that?"
"You get the top and I get the bottom- what is so hard about that?"
"Ladies, can't you reach some sort of agreement here? I don't want you wrestling again," you interrupt with as much conviction as you can muster.
"He's right. I have an idea," Lynn says.
She walks over to Kim and whispers in her ear. Kim smiles wide and whispers back to her naked friend. They both agree.
The pair saunter over to you and get right in front of you. They both lower slowly to their knees and look up at you hungrily. Both sets of hands grab a side of your boxers and pull them down slowly. You worry about them doing it with their faces so close to you, considering how erect you are.
Your concerns prove sound as your dick pops free of your underwear, softly hitting Kim's soft cheek.
"I'm sorry," you begin to say, "I didn't mean to..."
"Thanks," Kim says happily, "I'm glad it picked me."
"What do you...?"
"Kim and I agreed that whoever your dick touched when it came out would have it first. That lucky bitch just won," Lynn explains.
This is getting out of hand. You are supposed to save your energy for Ellen, but this is...well, hard to resist. But wait, what about Melissa? Could she show up at any minute? |