Three Steps To Heaven

“Well, well… you’ve blossomed into a real beauty, Mandy!” Julie Bradshaw, my former PE teacher who I’d not seen for nearly twenty years, stood and kissed me softly on the cheek.

Sonya, who was sitting at the table in the Fitness Centre coffee shop, grinned up at us, like the cat who’d got the cream. She had asked me to join her and Julie for a drink and a chat when she finished work on Saturday afternoon, and I was delighted to accept.

“And you, Miss Bradshaw, you look as trim and fit as you ever did. You’ve hardly changed at all!” I smiled at her.

“Please, call me Julie. And I hope you can forgive me for my awful, bitchy behaviour all those years ago?”

I laughed, my hand over my mouth. “The look on your face when you caught us… caught us, umm…” I wasn’t quite sure how to describe what we were doing.

“Fuckin’ each other?” Sonya suggested helpfully.

“Oh, I was so jealous!” Julie sat down next to Sonya, reached over and held her hand on the table top. “I suppose you know I’d been spying on Sonya… watching her in the changing rooms?”

I smiled at her. “Yeah, I heard about that.”

“Well, it’s an open secret now the school have given me the boot,” she said. “I had a thing for watching all you girls, but it was Sonya who stole my heart. Watching her working her muscular little body into a sweat… still gives me goose bumps now. So when I saw you two together that day, I completely lost it. I am truly sorry for marching you both off to the headmistress. I’ve regretted it ever since.”

“No ’arm done,” said Sonya. “Mandy saved me from bein’ expelled and it brought us together, din’t it, Mandy?”

“Yes. We should thank you, Julie. Sonya and I have been very close ever since.”

“But… you never thought about living together?” Julie seemed puzzled.

“Ah,” I said, “I should explain… I don’t do monogamy. I have lots of friends – both sexes – and I love them all equally.”

She stared at me open mouthed for a second. “You… you’re polyamorous?” she whispered. “How wonderful! I’ve heard of it, but never met one.”

“I would’ve lived with ’er,” growled Sonya. “loved ’er fuckin’ tits off… still do!”

“Sonya!” I said, afraid she was putting her new friendship with Julie at risk. “I don’t think Julie wants to hear that.”

Julie smiled at me. “Oh it’s alright, Mandy. Sonya’s already told me how she’s held a candle for you all these years. I will always be second best, I know that.”

“Please don’t say that!” I reached across and squeezed both their hands. “Sonya has just had a major heartbreak. I wouldn’t want to come between you two.”

Sonya gave me a sly grin. “We was hopin’ you would, Mandy.”

“What do you mean?” It was my turn to be puzzled.

“What Sonya means, Mandy,” Julie placed her other hand on top of mine, “is we were both hoping you might like to ‘cum’ between us.” She winked to make her point clear.

I was shocked. “But you’ve only just got together. I thought it was love at first sight and all that? I kept well away from Sonya when she was with Lorraine.”

“Yeah, an’ that was part of the problem,” said Sonya. “I got frustrated ’cos I couldn’t see yer. I’ve told Julie I need to get together with you sometimes… only way I can stay sane, I think.”

“And I’m fine with that, Mandy.” Julie squeezed my hand. “Provided we can share a bed together, so we have no secrets between us. What do you say? Could you bear to be naked with your old school PE teacher?”

A huge grin broke out across my face. It seemed to be infectious as they both grinned right back. “I would love it! If you’re both sure that’s what you want?”

Julie glanced down at my chest. “Sonya tells me your tits are to die for. I can’t wait to get my hands on them!”

I glanced at my watch. Greg wouldn’t be expecting me back home for a couple of hours. They both saw the thought going through my head.

“My place!” said Sonya jumping to her feet. “Only two minutes away.”

Julie stood up with a smile on her face. “It’s nearly twenty years late, Mandy, but high time I made up for past mistakes…” She put her tongue out and wiggled it at me. It was a gesture that sent a shiver down my spine and straight into my pussy.

I stood and put my bag on my shoulder. “This coffee and chat is turning out waaay better than I expected. Lead on, ladies!”

*

“Shower first, or bed first?” asked Sonya as she led us into her studio flat, dropping her keys into a bowl and hanging her jacket on a hook by the door.

“I don’t know,” said Julie, “but I want to do both. Mandy… any preferences?”

“I’ll have to shower before I go,” I said. “Otherwise every cat in the district will follow me home.”

Julie giggled but Sonya said, “Mandy smells gorgeous after sex, but I think she’s right. Bed first… over there.” She pointed to her queen sized bed. She may live in a studio apartment, but Sonya had her priorities right – a huge bed and a wet room instead of a bathroom.

I hung my coat and bag on the hooks and walked over to the bed, where Sonya slipped her arm around my waist and waited with her arm out for Julie to join us. “Group hug,” said Sonya, and when we all had our breasts squashed together, Julie added, “Group kiss!”

It’s never easy for three people to kiss at once. Lips were designed for monogamy, it seems. But we did our best and ended up slathering our wet tongues over each other, moaning and giggling in turn.

“I know me and Julie have got all day, but ’ow long can you stay, Mandy?” asked Sonya.

“Couple of hours. I promised Greg I’d make supper for six-ish, so I’ll have to go by five.”

“Right,” said Julie, taking charge like the school teacher she was. “Kit off, girls!”

As our clothes rapidly formed a pile on the floor, she glanced at me and added, “I want to see these breasts I’ve heard so much about.”

I deliberately stepped out of my panties before straightening up and grasping the front-fastening bra clasp between my boobs. “You might be disappointed.” I offered, waiting until they were both naked and I had their full attention. Then I unclipped it and slowly peeled the cups away.

“Holy fuck!” gasped Julie. “They are gorgeous!” She stepped closer, reaching out to slip her hands underneath them reverentially, then brushing her thumbs softly over my nipples.

“See… I told yer!” said Sonya, wrapping her arms around both our waists and pulling all three of us closer together.

Julie licked her lips and lowered her mouth towards my right breast. “May I?”

“Please do. They love being sucked.”

As Julie licked and sucked on my right, Sonya latched on to my left breast, and gave it the kind of treatment she knew I liked. Gentle nibbling followed by serious suction. I slipped my hands behind their necks and held both their heads against my bosom, closing my eyes and revelling in the overpowering sensations spreading out from my chest, into my brain and down to my pussy.

It was so delectable that I was happy to let them feast on my mammaries for several minutes. Until my pussy demanded some of the action too.

“Girls, girls…” I groaned, easing them away from my chest. “that feels amazing, but my pussy is screaming for attention. Can we move to the bed, please?”

There was a brief pause while we took turns to snog each other, then collapsed giggling onto Sonya’s spacious bed.

Julie might have been forty-eight, but she had the body of a woman at least ten years younger. Her life of sports had gifted her a supple athleticism, which she used to advantage as soon as we hit the sheets. With a gentle push she had me on my back with my legs held high and wide.

“I claim first dibs,” she said, staring down at my wide-open pussy, “on Mandy’s luscious puss!”

“Go for it, you’re in for a treat there an’ all!” said Sonya, shuffling up the bed. She turned and straddled my head so her tight holes and stupendous clitoris were positioned over my face. I reached up with my tongue and licked the length of her gash, wiggling my tongue in her anus, before pulling her back so I could suck her penis-like clit into my mouth.

“Aahhh fuck!” she moaned, as I worked her with my tongue and lips, sucking and pulling on it with my teeth the way she likes it. At the same time I could feel Julie’s warm breath on my pussy, and her thumbs gently holding my lips wide apart, but was surprised she hadn’t dived straight in and started eating me.

Sonya had noticed too. “Yer gonna lick ’er then, or what?”

Their voices were somewhat muffled by Sonya’s thighs either side of my face, but I heard Julie say, “I will in a minute. I’m just inspecting this delicate flower and inhaling the most delicious fragrance.”

“Smells good, don’t she?”

“Divine!”

“You wait ’til yer taste ’er!”

It was like being inspected by the gynaecologist and her assistant and being given marks out of ten. I was flattered by their comments, but eager to feel a hot tongue in my hole. I was about to spit Sonya’s clitoris out and demand some action, when I felt a broad, wet tongue lick me all the way from anus to clit.

“Mmm!” I moaned, deep in my throat, due to my mouth being occupied. The first lick was quickly followed by a second and a third and my head began to spin with delight. I realised I had slackened my sucking on Sonya as I awaited Julie’s tongue, so got back to work. Thinking she might need some extra stimulation, I brought my hand up between Sonya’s muscular thighs and slipped my index finger in her vagina and middle finger in her anus.

“Yeah! Oh, fuck, yeah!” groaned Sonya, which encouraged me to plunge them in and out, in time to my sucking on her lovely long clit.

Meanwhile Julie’s tongue was wriggling up inside my vagina when it wasn’t lapping at my bum or clit. I felt that familiar tingling of nerve endings that signalled an oncoming orgasm. When she slipped a finger inside my hole and sucked on my love button, all the flash bulbs popped inside my head and I tumbled headlong into bliss.

My writhing, humming and moaning set Sonya off and her thighs clamped my ears as her crotch humped my face. There may have been some obscenities, but my hearing was severely impaired, so it was hard to tell.

Eventually Sonya’s thighs released my head and she fell forward on top of me. Her mouth conveniently landed between my legs where she and Julie took turns licking me while I twitched with aftershocks. I was still floating down when two cum-smeared faces appeared grinning at me and struck up a conversation with each other.

“Does she usually cum this much?” asked Julie, licking her lips.

“Yeah. Tastes good though, don’t she?”

“Very good. What do you have to say for yourself, Mandy?”

I smiled back at them dreamily and whispered, “Thank you.”

There followed some shuffling as Sonya suggested it was Julie’s turn to cum, and made her lie between us. We then treated our former PE teacher to the sort of loving she must have craved from her pupils when we were at school. While I kissed her and tongue-fucked her mouth, Sonya was sucking Julie’s breasts or licking her pussy. When Sonya’s mouth pushed mine off Julie’s lips, I made my way south and explored her tits and pussy with tongue and fingers. Within a few minutes Julie was arching her back and moaning as her orgasm crashed over her.

“Good God,” she wheezed hoarsely as our hands and lips coaxed her gently back down from cloud nine. “I thought it was amazing when Sonya got me off, but with two of you, I felt I was falling off a cliff and soaring up to heaven at the same time.”

“So… do you think I’ll be invited back again?” I asked, hopefully.

“If you carry on like that, Mandy, we’re likely to lock you in here and never let you go home. What do you think, Sonya?”

“She knows ’ow I feel. But maybe we could have a session like this every Sat’d’y afternoon, when you’re not away somewhere, Mandy?”

“I’d love that… and perhaps we can meet at my house sometimes too, if you fancy a change of scenery?”

Julie looked concerned. “But won’t your partner, Greg, be there?”

“Maybe.” I smiled at her. “And if he is, he can join in. Variety being the spice of life, and all that.”

“No thanks!” she said, with a look of distaste. “I don’t know what you see in men, Mandy. Can’t see the attraction of some hairy bloke ramming his penis into you.”

“Hey, don’t knock it until you’ve tried it. Right, Sonya?”

Julie’s head whipped around to stare at Sonya in disbelief. “Nooo! Don’t tell me you’ve fucked a man, Sonya?”

Sonya gave a short laugh. “Yeah, couple of ’em actually. Only friends of Mandy’s, but it was okay. More than okay, if I’m honest.”

Julie propped herself up on her elbows and frowned. “But why? You’re a lesbian, Sonya! I don’t understand!”

Sonya looked at me, then back at Julie. “When we was just left school, there was a gang of us used to have sessions at Graham’s place. He was the fitness instructor and manager at the gym, before ’im and his family moved to Norwich, so I’d known ’im for ages. It was Graham that let Mandy and me use his apartment when we ’ad nowhere else to go.”

“And he forced himself on you?” Julie looked disgusted.

“Nah!” Sonya laughed. “Nuffink like that. When there was a gang of us girls meetin’ at his place, several of ’em had sex with Graham too, and said it was brilliant. I could see why they liked him. He was well fit, wasn’t he Mandy? One day I sort of wondered what it would feel like. So I challenged ’im to try to get his cock in, me bein’ a bit tighter than the others.”

“A bit tighter!” Julie said. “It’s like a keyhole, Sonya! I struggle to get two fingers in.”

“Yeah, so, I thought it would be a laugh. Him flat on the bed, me squattin’ over ’im, the other girls eggin’ me on.”

“We did use a lot of lube on you, if I remember correctly,” I said.

“Yeah, a lot of lube. I was bouncin’ up and down on ’is pole and then, ‘pop’, in it went. We was all surprised. Then they all started chantin’ – “Fuck ’im! Fuck ’im!” and I thought, why not? Graham had always been good to us, a proper gentleman, and ’e was enjoying it, so I thought I’d see if I could get ’im off.”

“And?” Julie asked.

“Yeah, I did. Very nice it was, feelin’ his cock spurtin’ inside me. But the big surprise was, I came before ’e did, and it was a good one too!”

“You let him ejaculate inside you?” Julie was horrified. “Didn’t you think you might get pregnant?”

“Didn’t think about it until after. But it was alright. And ’e mostly fucked me up me bum after that.”

“You did it with him again!?”

“Yeah, lots of times. It was great. Pity they ’ad to move away.”

“But you said there were a couple of men. While we’re having this sordid confession, you might as well tell me who the other was.”

“It’s Mandy's fella, Greg,” said Sonya. “Usually when I stay over, but I ’aven’t done that in a while, have I Mandy? Not since Lorraine, so must be nearly a year.”

“It was last December, Sonya,” I said, with a sense of foreboding. “You met Lorraine just before Christmas, didn’t you?”

Julie sat upright, her face like stone. “I had no idea… didn’t think I might be sharing you with a man, Sonya!”

I decided to jump in. “But you had no qualms about sharing Sonya with me?”

“That’s different. You’re a woman!”

“And you had no qualms about having sex with me, knowing I live with Greg. He fucked me last night, but you still enjoyed eating my pussy just now, didn’t you?”

Julie sat still, staring straight ahead, saying nothing, so I ploughed on. “Look Julie. When we met in the gym café earlier you said there should be no secrets between us. That has always been my philosophy – no secrets, no jealousy, so nobody gets hurt.

“You said you fell in love with Sonya when we were at school, and you’ve followed her closely all these years since, hoping one day you might be together. Well now you are, and Sonya is being completely open and honest with you, just the way you want it. She might well discover things about you over the coming days and months that give her a moment of doubt too. But that’s all part of developing a relationship with someone… learning everything about them and loving them anyway.”

She didn’t answer, simply stared ahead like a statue. Our happy threesome – and Sonya’s new love life – seemed to be dissolving before my eyes. I had to say something else.

“Look, nobody is saying you’ve got to have sex with Greg. Nobody in my circle of friends has ever felt obliged to do anything they didn’t want to. But several – like Sonya – have discovered that trying something new can lead to a fuller and richer life, with happy outcomes for everyone.

“So before you rush to judgement, just remember you said you acted out of jealousy when you caught us in the school changing rooms nineteen years ago. That you made a mistake and regretted it ever since. All I’m saying is, don’t make the same mistake now.”

I looked at the clock on Sonya’s bedside table. “And I’m sorry, but I have to go. Do you mind if I take a quick shower, Sonya?”

“No, ’elp yourself, Mandy. Forgive us if we don’t join yer. I think we’ve got some talkin’ to do.”

Next time: Has Sonya's new love life crashed and burned before it even got started? Will Simon's new friend Patricia turn up for Sunday lunch? All will be revealed...