“I’ll tell you why when you get over here,” she said, giggling. “Now put the camera on the tripod and come.”
I did as I was told. I didn’t know what else to do.
Jules patted the space on the bed beside her. She smiled slowly. She wiped the sweat from my forehead with both her hands and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. She felt up my tits and tweaked the nipples, which were bulging. But I didn’t stop her. I felt so weak and scared and shy, as if I had gone too far, done something very wrong and deserved to be punished. Jay looked on, also smiling, stroking his thick cock like before.
“Were we turning you on, Rox?”
“Jules, I…”
“Hey, no need to apologize,” she said, unbuttoning my blouse. “That’s okay. Do you think we invited you into our bedroom just to take pictures of us fucking? If you do, girl, you most definitely have another thing coming. I know you’ve thought about what Jay would be like between your legs. Oh, don’t bother to deny it. You haven’t been able to take your eyes off his cock since you stepped in here—not that I blame you. It must be a thrill for you to see it after all the stories I’ve told you about what it can do. And, as you said, we have shared practically everything—even the odd hot shower and sweet caress when we were roomies.”
I reddened when she said this. It was supposed to be our secret; I had asked her not to tell even Jay. I should have known better. I was just curious about being with a woman, and Rox offered to show me.
“And Jay and I have thought a lot about you of late,” she continued. “About these big boobs of yours.” She unhooked my bra, and they came spilling out. “Forty-two-D if I remember correctly. About the same as mine. Do you still shave your pussy?” She kissed me again before I could answer. This time, I tried to pull back but not hard enough. She held me tight, and I gave in.
“Let’s see. Come on. We’ve shown you ours. It’s time you showed us yours.”
She stood up and pulled me to my feet, her hands caressing my tits. As she lowered her lips to my swollen right nipple, she began to unbutton my jeans.
“Jules,” I pleaded and protested in the same breath. “I…I…I don’t know…about this….”
She gripped as much of my tits as she could until the nipples were bursting. She gave each just one lick, and I moaned for mercy and for more.
“Of course, you don’t,” she said, finally answering me. “But you will.”
Just then, Jay came up behind me and wrapped his hands around my neck. He kissed me there in a spot only Jules could have told him about. I shuddered. His cock pressed against the full length of my bare ass. Jules had dropped my pants around my ankles, and she already had my panties halfway down my legs.
“Just as I thought—bald as Brynner!”
Instinctively, I backed up, feeling Jay’s hot hardness ease between my cheeks, lathering my crack with his generous pre-cum.
Jay held up my head with the tips of his fingers. Jules rose and whispered against my cheek. “Jay and I have wanted you for so long. It was only a question of time. You’ve always been so dear to us. We love you, Rox.” She moved to lick the same spot on my neck Jay had been nibbling.
My knees buckled. Jules held me steady. She guided me back to the bed. I kicked off my pants and panties, along with the last of my inhibitions, as she lay me down. Jay was now behind the camera.
“All set, baby?” Jules purred, glancing up in his direction.
Jay growled in response. He left the camera on the tripod.
Jules lay beside me, stroking my cheek. Then she held up one of her floppy tits and shoved it into my mouth.
“Oh, my,” she breathed. I had practically inhaled her. I was hungry for her, greedy.
After repositioning the camera, Jay knelt before me, one hand on my left ankle, the other hand on his cock. I spread my legs, sucked in more of Jules’ flesh. I could hear her fingers sloshing in and out of her pussy as she rubbed herself to a climax. Jay buried his cock inside me as Jules fell away, thrashing about the way she did when she was riding the waves of multiple orgasms.
“Fuck me,” I said, bucking hard against him. “More—gimme more of that cock!”
Jay pushed into me slowly, pulled out halfway, pushed in a little deeper. He had me clawing the bed, gnawing at the sheets. I shoved my body so high against him I was nearly riding him in mid-air. But I could tell he was about to break. He throbbed inside me, and his balls slapped hot and heavy against my ass.
I was so mad with lust for Jay, at finally having him, I forgot about Jules. She had rushed to their walk-in closet, only to saunter out harnessed with what looked like a ten-inch dong.
“Did someone say, ‘more cock’?”
Jules lay down facing me, the dildo resting across the length of her left thigh. She held it up, and Jay spread my legs again, this time for her. Jules rubbed the huge head of the tool against my ready-to-pop clit. The tip was already slick. Instinctively, I remembered the feel of her juices mixed with mine.
I whimpered. “Where did you get that monster? It looks like the real thing.”
She pressed a little bit between my lips, easily splitting me open.