I popped into the store, instantly recognizing Kay from the numerous snapshots we had exchanged over the years. I stepped into her embrace like an old friend, giving her ear an air-kiss. We were old friends, in a sense, between the e-mails and chatroom meetings that we had entered over the years, even though this was the first face-to-face. It was a quarter to six, the store set to close, so I sat in a chair watching the last customer get checked out and head out the door. “You ready?”

“Let me grab my coat.” you replied. Locking the door, we headed down the street to an eatery you frequented. “How was your flight?” she said, as we ducked into the darkened interior.

“Uneventful.”

Grabbing both ends of my scarf, she pulled me close. “I’m sorry about your wife.” I was still coming to terms with the sudden departure of my soulmate of 25 years. Uterine cancer.

I leaned in and lightly kissed her on the lips. “Thanks!”

We grabbed a quiet little table in the corner, ordering drinks before scanning the menu. Her phone beeped, indicating a new text. “Oh, dear!”

“Problem?” I said.

“An old friend of mine is in town and she wants to get together.”

“Is it Maura? If so… get together,”

She nodded. “She’s on her way to a conference and she’s only got tonight.”

“How far away is she? Close enough to invite her here for dinner?”

“Yes, but…”

“No but! I have no problem escorting two beautiful ladies around town.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course I’m sure. I’ve always wanted to meet her, anyway.”

“But, what about us?”

“We can play after she leaves.”

Kay picked up her phone and keyed in, “we're at o’malleys pub. come join us.”

Instantly she shot back “we???”

Kay typed, “harrys here. He wants to meet you.”

“does he know?”

“of course, he knows. he promises not to give you any hetero cooties.”

Kay showed me her last text, alluding to her friend’s lesbian tendencies. I laughed. Moments later Maura walked up to the table. Average height, nice shape accentuated by some well-tailored clothes, she sported a short somewhat masculine hairdo. I stood, extending my hand, “Hi! I’m Harry. And you must be Maura.”

She returned my firm grip, turned to Kay and gave her a hug, exchanging pleasantries. We ordered. We ate and drank. They left for the ladies room together, looking a bit disheveled when they returned. We chatted. I insisted on paying the tab and we drove back to Kay’s place. I took everyone’s coats and went to hang them in the closet, leaving the two girls alone for a minute. While I was struggling with the hangers, I overheard Maura express some disappointment at having to share Kay on the only night she had to spare.

The two of them had been friends since high school, but had entered into a relationship, albeit a long-distance one, only recently. Kay and I had talked about it numerous times, via e-mail, with me encouraging her. “Explore it!” I had said, “She’s your friend. Has been for a long time. If it’s not for you, she will understand.” Apparently, things had worked out for the two of them.

Kay came to me, concerned about the situation. “Are you sure about this? I know you want to spend some alone time with me.”

I interrupted, letting her know that I was not only willing to let them share a bed, but that I encouraged it. Maura expressed some doubts until Kay explained that I had talked her into trying it with her best friend. Maura turned to Kay and said, “Well, if that’s the case…”and kissed Kay full on the mouth. Kay reciprocated and soon their tongues were fully engaged. I watched as Maura’s hand slid down to the hem of Kay’s skirt, between her legs and began creeping upward. As more and more leg was exposed my excitement level increased, tenting my slacks, but I just kept watching.

Kay’s hands clutched at her friends breasts while more and more of her legs showed. Maura’s fingers, clearly visible against the lacy white fabric of Kay’s panties, knew what they were doing, dancing and rubbing, eliciting soft moans from her friend. She moved behind her friend, nibbling on Kay’s ear, giving me a full frontal view as her hands slipped inside the waistband. “Ohhh God!” Kay moaned as she unbuttoned her blouse, inviting Maura to maul her ample breasts.

I decided to take a seat, watching Kay’s minimal defenses crumble. Maura’s nimble fingers were well inside her friend, working their magic, with Kay’s hips swaying to deepen their penetration. She turned her head to the side and they kissed again; deep, sloppy, hungry kisses.

I could see that Kay was getting a little weak in the knees, but thought better of saying anything that would break the spell. I just watched Kay’s panties stretch each time Maura’s fingers exited her friend’s lust swollen cunt. God, was this hot! Maura whispered in Kay’s ear, “I can’t wait to suck you ‘til you cum.” Then she turned to me and said, “Wanna watch?”

I don’t need to be asked twice. I nodded and stood as Maura steered her friend toward the bedroom, her fingers still embedded in Kay’s lust soaked snatch. Literally throwing Kay onto the bed, Maura knelt between her legs practically tearing off her friend’s obviously expensive panties. “Cum for me, sweetie,” she said just as she pressed her face into the neat patch of orange curls.

Kay looked at me, standing in the doorway. She seemed a bit concerned. I just smiled, mouthing “Go with it.” She curled her fingers into Maura’s hair, pulling her tight and locked her thighs around her friend’s head. With her hips jerking and mashing into Maura’s nose, her moans turned to semi-coherent babbling, “Yes… right there… Oh fuck… good… cumming… don’t… stop!”

Lifting her girl-cum soaked face, Maura smiled at me mouthing a silent, “Thank you.” Then she said aloud, “Can you grab my bag in the living room?”

I turned, tented pants and all, and retrieved Maura’s oversized hand bag. When I returned to the bedroom, Kay, a little disheveled, was sitting up finishing removing her blouse, skirt, and bra. She looked good enough to eat!

Out of the bag, Maura removed a contraption that I took for a strap-on. She began to strip, removing her blouse and bra, exposing smallish breasts with prominent nipples. She caught me staring and said, “Don’t get any ideas, stud. These are for women only!” She shucked her skirt and boy shorts revealing a waxed pussy which she quickly covered with her toy, adjusting the straps so her molded plastic dong stood out straight.

Poising herself to ravage Kay’s helplessly exposed pussy; Maura stepped forward, pressing the tip of the dildo against her friend’s mound. Kay opened her legs wide, ready to accept it. She gave her friend a quizzical look, to which Maura snapped, “What! Do you want him to leave?”

“No. I want him to stay,” she panted, reaching for my belt and ovalling her mouth.

“Ohhh! You want to suck his cock while we fuck. Is that it?”

Kay smiled and nodded in the affirmative. Maura turned to me and said, “You heard what the lady said. Get naked and feed her your man meat.”

I quickly slipped out of my clothes and straddled Kay’s head, my cock dangling just above her nose. I pressed it to her lips and she opened up, letting it slip inside.

My hands gravitated to her breasts as I rotated my hips, feeding her more of my length. Kay moaned as my cock slid down her throat and Maura’s toy filled her cunt, surrendering herself to ravishment at both ends.

It wasn’t long before Kay’s moans became more urgent, signaling an impending orgasm. Her breasts flushed, her lips clamped down on my cock, her hands clutched at the duvee as she came. I pulled out, letting her breathe and backed away letting Maura continue. Playing the silent voyeur, I smiled as Kay writhed and Maura pumped her hips and strummed Kay’s clit to another orgasm. There is a certain beauty in the rictus of the female orgasm, and Kay looked as beautiful as ever at that moment. Maura pulled out, her strap-on glistening with Kay’s juices. Turning to me she said, “I suppose you want to suck my cock.”

Laughing, I replied, “Since you put it that way… why not?” I knelt down and approached the dangling dick. I could smell Kay on it as my lips wrapped around the head. I moaned as it slipped into my mouth, my lips stretching to accommodate it. I made short work of licking Kay’s essence from it, popping it out of my mouth with a smack. “Delicious!”

Maura smiled, removed the contraption from her hips and replied, “She is a tasty little tart, no?”

Again, I just smiled and took a seat across from the end of the bed.

Far from satisfied, Maura turned to Kay and said, “Let’s put on a show for this gentleman, shall we?” She stretched out on the bed, spreading her legs and exposing her meaty, bare pussy. “Show him what a talented cunt lapper you are.”

She curled her finger in a ‘come hither’ gesture. Kay crawled onto the bed, ass in the air pushing Maura’s knees apart. Her recently ravished cunt lips glistened in the subdued light, giving me a twitch as she kissed her way up her friend’s thighs.

Maura, propped up on pillows closed her eyes as Kay reached her outer lips, slipping her tongue just inside, getting a taste of her friend. She sighed as Kay wrapped her lips around Maura’s clit. As much as I wanted to slip up behind Kay and take her from the rear, I resisted, contented to watch, as these two lovelies reveled in their Sapphic moment.

From my vantage point I could see Kay feathering her tongue on Maura’s clit, while insinuating two fingers into her friend’s wetness. Between moans, I could hear the squishes caused by her fingers as they entered and left Maura’s cunt. Maura’s hands grabbed fists full of Kay’s strawberry locks, pulling her tight to her sex. She rolled her hips, smearing her essence from Kay’s nose to her chin, all the while mumbling how good it felt to have her friend eating her out.

I must admit, I was feeling a little jealous, but, secure in the knowledge that my time would come, I sat there, trying not to stroke myself while enjoying the show.

Suddenly Maura pulled her friend up until they were face to face and pussy to pussy. Grabbing Kay by the hips and pulling her close, they ground their hips together. Pussies rubbing, breasts crushed against each other and locked in a passionate, deep, wet kiss, Maura came, her moans swallowed up by her friend. The room reeked of sex as they lay there slowly returning to reality.

Maura turned to me and asked, “Did you enjoy that?”

“I certainly did!”

Pointing at my raging hard-on she added. “Then why aren’t you jerking it?”

“I’m saving it for later!”

“Well, in that case, can you dig my bullet out of my bag?”

I dug through her bag and found the toy: a long, silver vibe that she squeezed between them, turning it on high and went back to kissing Kay. Soon, the muffled sound of her vibrator was soon drowned out by the moans and screams of the girls as they went from orgasm to orgasm. Finally Kay rolled off, clutching her pussy.

“Enough!” she said as she curled up against the curve of Maura’s backside, “We need to get some sleep.”

I tried to quietly leave the room, but before I could get to the door, Kay asked where the hell did I think I was going? “It’s a king size bed. There’s room for the three of us.”

Smacking herself on the ass, she indicated I should curl up there. I contented myself with pressing my stiff cock into the cleft of her ass cheeks and curling my fingers around her breast, feeling her nipple against my palm. She was all softness and warmth. I was all hardness and need. I could not sleep. To be this close, but not buried balls deep in Kay's cunt kept me on edge.

At one point Kay, turned her head and whispered to me. I nodded and slowly rolled away, standing beside the bed. Kay extricated herself from Maura, who rolled on her back, still asleep. Kay circled the bed, leaned over her sleeping friend, and gently kissed an exposed breast, rolling her tongue over the stiffening nipple. Maura moaned. Kay whispered, “I’m hungry. Are you?”

Maura smiled as Kat threw a leg over and presented her friend with her orange trimmed pussy. Wrapping her arms around Kay’s waist and pulling her close, Maura extended her tongue, tasting the sweet nectar of her friend’s moistening cunt.

Kay, in the meantime had moistened a finger in her friend’s pussy and was drawing circles around Maura’s emerging clit. Kay gave me a signal and I replaced her fingers with my own, alternating plunges and circles. The velvety softness of Maura’s cunt, combined with the soft, muffled moans from her mouth had me very excited. I pushed my fingers in to the palm, curled them inside, searching for her g-spot, pulled them from her tight wet sheath and fed them to Kay. Maura flexed her hips, indicating that she needed more. I obliged, plunging two fingers, stretching her cunt as I ravaged her insides. Her moans became more and more urgent as she closed in on, what I hoped would be a massive orgasm.

Not to be outdone Maura was gently chewing on Kay’s sensitive nub, causing her moans to escalate. Both girls were rolling their hips in search of more intense tactile sensations, lost in the moment, wanting nothing more than to explode in a shower of cum. Kay came first, her lips ovalled, a guttural moan bouncing off the walls as she ground her pussy against her best friend’s mouth. Maura released next, my fingers buried deep in her clutching cunt, her cum weeping copiously out onto my hand and soaking the bed. Her eyes were scrunched shut with the intensity of her orgasm. When the rippling effect began to subside, she opened her eyes to see me leaning over her still quivering body, my hand trapped deep in her cunt.

“What the fuck?” she said as she unclamped her thighs, looking crossly at her friend.

“It wasn’t meant to change your mind Mo, just to expand your horizons. Don’t be mad.” Kay said as she dismounted. I took the opportunity to remove my fingers; bringing them to my lips and sucking them clean with a wide smile.

Maura smiled back at me and her friend, “How could I be mad at you, Kay. You’re my bestie.” Turning to me she said, “So, which of us tastes better?”

“I honestly don’t know. I haven’t tasted Kay yet.”

Pushing a finger in between Kay’s satin thighs, she presented it to me. I slowly, sensuously, sucked Kay’s essence from the finger.

“Well?”

“It’s a tie. You’re both delicious.”

Maura turned to Kay and said, “C’mon girl lets go get in the shower.” Hand in hand the headed for the bathroom. Maura looked over her shoulder and said, “Don’t be slapping that thing while we play. Kay needs her protein,”

Judging from the noises in the shower, it was not all business. Half an hour later they emerged refreshed. Maura dressed for her conference, kissed Kay with a lingering kiss and turned to me. “Next time, I just might let you eat me,” as she patted the crotch of her pantsuit.