Chapter 8

The last week had gone by rapidly for me-I was busy with details about school and getting all my clothes together for the big move into the dormitory. But the most startling of all that had happened to me was Wendy's new attitude. After she had returned from the beach with Clara she was practically a new person, friendly and happy, even coming often to my room to offer advice about school and registering for classes. I was delighted with the 'new' Wendy, and played it very safe with her. Neither of us mentioned sex in any way at all, but this was fine with me. After Audrey, I wasn't at all ready for anything else. Not now. My sexual drive had diminished, except for a few stray pangs at night in my bed. But those I could handle. I learned that I was truly my own best friend.

Fortunately for Wendy and I, Cranston and auntie were still in New York. This gave us lots of time to become friends, in a real sense of the word. Occasionally I caught Wendy giving me a strange look, or maybe her eyes wandered down my body, but mostly we just became friends. Just last night Clara had come over and Wendy had prepared a really super meal for us. It had been the perfect evening-reminiscent of the days in the girls' school I had attended. I still wished I knew what had happened that made them change their minds about me, but I was content to just let things be. I wanted their friendship too much to risk it.

Tonight I had a leisurely bath, with lots of sweet smelling salts, that I soaked in for hours, or at least I thought it was hours. When I came out of the bathroom, I wrapped a soft towel around my still damp body and dried my hair. It had really grown during the summer, almost reaching my ass. I didn't hear any sounds in the house, so I thought Wendy must be out somewhere. I decided to celebrate my new happiness by turning myself on. I was a little horny, and ready for some action." I almost wished that I had someone with me, but then I pushed that thought out of my mind. I had promised myself that I would be good-at least until I was living at the dorm and out of this house. Maybe I would meet some nice guy and have a normal relationship, like other girls did.

I went over to my bed and stretched out-letting the towel drop around my naked body. God, I felt good! My body smelled so good, and I was deliciously clean all Over! I even felt that I had purged my mind from all the past encounters. Audrey was the past now; never would I see her again. Of this I was sure. I ran my hands down my flat, taut stomach and twirled the little curly dark hairs of my mound between my fingers, tugging on them gently. I brought one of my hands up to my breasts, running across them lightly until I saw my pink nipples stiffen and stand out from my breasts. Ummmmm ... I loved the way my creamy skin felt as I danced with my fingers across the twin peaks. I wished that I had someone with me, someone who would be tender and loving, someone who would cherish my lovely, svelte sexuality. Damn! Why did I have to put up with these thoughts? Why me? But I couldn't help it. I saw Wendy and Clara before me, the same fantasy I had many times before. I needed them. But I couldn't allow myself to think about them, I just couldn't!

I bit down on my hp as if somehow this would control my thoughts. I brought out the spongy, rubbery dildo and brought it over to the bed with me. I threw the towel on the floor and spread out, exasperated with myself, but determined that this dildo would do the trick! I had to erase all thoughts of Clara and Wendy.

I wet my forefinger really good and slid it down my belly to bury it in the fat cunt lips. Shit! Just the thought of Clara and Wendy had made me all wet and slippery. I easily found my pleasure button and slid my finger across the hard little top. I wriggled enthusiastically; my body was more than just a little ready. It had been almost a week since I had truly given sex any concentrated effort. Oh, a couple of nights I had sort of played with myself in bed, but this was going to be complete!

I reached for the dildo and put it in my mouth, wetting it. Then, with no hesitation or any more foreplay, I thrust it hard into my crevice. Ohhh ... it felt good ... really good, almost as good as Wendy's tongue would be, licking me and sucking me ... shit, stop thinking about Wendy ... concentrate on fucking, on fucking this wonderful dildo, fucking it only....

"Camille, could you zip me..

I jumped up and stared at the door! Wendy was there, her mouth hanging open and her eyes on my exposed, widened pussy, the dildo hanging out! I jerked my legs together and began to explain, but she merely turned and ran down the hah!

I slammed the dildo down on the floor and grabbed my robe, running after her-I had to explain, I didn't want her to be upset with me!

"Wendy listen to me! I was just playing around, you know, you told me about it, remember? Open the door, Wendy, I'm all dressed."

I deliberately kept my voice in an even tone, trying to convince her that what I was doing was casual, nothing for her to get upset about.

"Co away, you're disgusting! Using one of those awful things! You ought to be ashamed!"

I couldn't say any more to her-she wouldn't listen. I couldn't help but cry, cry for losing the friendship I had only recently gained. Why was I so stupid? I could have at least locked the door. Without even thinking, I went down the hall to the telephone. I knew that Clara would help me. This time she would understand. I knew she would.

Clara came onto the phone and was businesslike about the entire matter. She listened to my story and then said without any hesitation that she would be over in five minutes. She told me to get dressed and to stop crying.

I hung up the phone and like a robot, I did as she said. I put on my long, tight blue T-shirt dress, with no underwear. It clung sexily to my body and I brushed my hair to one side, letting it hang down my shoulder and over one breast. Then I washed my face, sprayed some perfume, and went downstairs to await Clara. I knew that Clara had something up her sleeve; her voice had clearly indicated as much.

I had just stepped off the bottom step of the stairs when the doorbell rang. I went to let in Clara. She looked magnificent, her well-cherished head of pale blonde hair hung full around her face, and she had on just the right amount of silvery eye shadow. I gave her my best smile and we went in to the living room. I followed behind her, observing her full, round fanny twitching as she walked. Clara was wearing the tightest jeans I had ever seen on anyone, but she somehow managed to make them look comfortable. She sat down opposite me, her blouse straining across her upturned breasts. Like me, she wore no bra to hide her pulsating breasts.

"Well, what happened, sweetie?" She demanded, crossing her long legs in front of her.

"Like I told you on the phone ... I was sort of, uh, playing around with this dildo I have and uh, uh, she came in and then went to her room, running and then she said that I was disgusting, but I'm not, Clara, I'm really not."

"Of course you're not. Wendy's just funny about some things. She doesn't mean to be, but well, as I'm sure you've noticed by now, her family's kind of weird. Poor kid, she's seen her father doing it with me, and then you, and her mother, well that's a whole story! It doesn't matter now, the thing's that important is for us to help her to understand her own feelings. She's afraid of a lot of things, things that are normal, like eating cake, even. Aren't you afraid of some things?"

"Sure-lots of things. Like, like sometimes I'm afraid I'll be an old maid and turn into an ugly old lesbian, like Audrey."

Clara snorted at the mention of Audrey. I could tell by her expression that she knew exactly what I had been through, only this time she didn't scold me. "Well, that's a foolish idea-just look at yourself, kid, you're a knock-out! Just you wait until school starts, you'll be the star of the freshman class! Listen, Camille honey, I'm gonna level with you, okay? I'm a bisexual, you know what that means?"

"Yeah, I think so. It means you like men and women, right?"

"Right, on the nose. That doesn't make me a lesbian. It just means that I'm normal. I have a healthy desire for both sexes, you get it?"

"Yeah, I think so."

"So, if you feel the same way, and I have reason to believe that you do, it's nothing to be ashamed of, believe me. The only problem is yourself. If you feel bad about it, then you've got problems. That's the trouble with Wendy. She won't accept the fact that she's bi."

"Wendy's bi?" I stammered, unable to believe what I was hearing. Maybe, just maybe, there was some chance that she and I....

"Of course, that's why she gets so upset with the things you do. She probably wanted to make love with you when she saw you there in your room. It's normal you know."

"Wow... I never realized that before."

"Yeah, why one time she even let me get a little daring with her, but these guilt feelings she has stopped her. She wouldn't admit to herself that she wanted me."

"But why not? If I wanted you, I'd let you do anything with me."

"But you're different, baby ... you know, I'll tell you something else, too. I've been wanting to make it with you ever since I met you, but Wendy made me promise that I wouldn't. You see what I mean?"

"Oh, Clara, I want you, too ... I think I always have," I went on, pushing her, wanting her to strip her clothes off and melt into my arms. But she shook her head at me, and uncrossed her legs.

"Listen, I have a plan that might work out good for all of us. You willing to try it?"

I nodded silently, my widened eyes on her face, the beauty of her high cheekbones and luscious mouth putting me in a trance. God, how I wanted her!

"Well, here's the idea. I think Wendy has been weakening and I'll tell ya why. Last weekend at the beach she let me kiss her, once, and then she deliberately let me see her naked, more than a couple of times. Man, we were really happy, you know. But then she got scared. So, I think all it'll take is a little planning on our part-for her own good, you understand."

I nodded again and let her words overpower me. I would do anything to help. Anything.

"I happen to know that Wendy loves dancing, especially erotic kind of dancing. That's how we almost made it the first time, I was dancing for her and she got so hot, but then she backed out So, I'll go up and get her to come downstairs. You put on some erotic, sexy music and start dancing around the room to it. I'll bet you're really good at that. Then, well just see what happens from there. But I'll betcha she weakens. You know, she really wants us both, I can tell...."

Clara got up from the chair and came over to me, pulling me up into her arms, where she gently put her arms around me and then kissed me fully on the lips. It was ecstasy! Her lips were so soft and so full, melting into mine. I pulled her even closer so that my breasts crushed against hers.

"Hold it baby, well get to that, I just wanted to feel your body and it's everything I knew it would be. If this crazy plan of mine backfires, we can still make it together ... that's a promise, kid."

Clara gave me a little kiss on my cheek and left, her tall, curvaceous body making my pussy get all wet. I tore my eyes away from her and went to look for a record I could dance to. I hoped this worked! It all seemed so crazy that it would probably work. I also thought Wendy had wanted me for a long time, too. I remembered the first night in my bedroom. Wow . . . Wendy and Clara together-it would be my fantasy come true! I was so excited that my hands were shaking as I selected a record. I knew the songs, knew that they had a firm, steady, pulsating beat that I could dance well to. I put it on and turned the stereo on, not too loud, but loud enough to be clearly heard.

The heavy beat was all I needed to practically set me on fire. Already my heart was pounding in my ears and my whole body was trembling with anticipation for them. I would succeed! I would titillate them until they rushed for me, and covered me with their hot, wiry bodies. Ummm ... I closed my eyes and began to move around the dimly lit living room. I held my arms above my head and began to shift the weight of my body from one foot to the other, swaying to the music, moving my hips from side to side and letting my hair fly around my head.

I heard movement and opened my eyes to see Clara and Wendy coming into the room. Wendy looked beautiful! Her hair was all shiny and dark, framing her glowing face. She almost looked like a Madonna. Wendy was wearing a sleek dress, with night-sheer stockings that covered her creamy legs. She sat down in a chair near the door and Clara sauntered over to the couch, stretching her long body out with one leg raised across the top. She looked like she had fire inside of her body-I knew she was ready. But we had to be patient, we have to give Wendy all the time she needed. She had to be the one to make the first move.

The music was building up and my body was beginning to lose me. I was slowly going into bumps and grinds, like some stripper. I had never done a real strip before, I didn't count Cranston that time in his studio, but my body was a natural. It flowed to the music, with no effort at all. I watched as Clara lit a cigarette and saw that her fingers were shaking. I knew she was hot and waiting for me, and for Wendy. I began to rum around, moving closer to Wendy, my eyes opened enough to watch her. She was responding-her lips were wet and she was panting, I could hear her the closer I got. Her two hands were clenching the chair arms. She was nervous and tense, but I thought maybe that was a good sign. She, too, lit a cigarette-her hands shaking more than Clara's. I stared down at her breasts, they were heaving up and down under her dress. I knew she was getting hot, but maybe she was trying to restrain herself. If she was anything like me, she wouldn't be able to.

Just as I was starting to twist and turn my body even faster, I saw Clara get up and leave the room. Why was she doing that? It didn't make any sense. But I couldn't stop dancing, I couldn't I moved closer still to Wendy and began to lower my body, spreading my legs wide and moving in giant circles with my hips, my arms above my head like a combination ballet dancer-stripper. Wendy was licking her lips now, the passion clear in her eyes. But she was also afraid, I could smell it.

Clara came back in the living room with a bottle of wine. She poured us each a glass and put mine on the table near the sofa. I watched Wendy gulp down half of hers and I knew it was time to go further.

Very slowly I began to peel my dress from my shoulders, slipping the wide neck down to my elbows, but covering my bare breasts. Then as the music picked up, I let the top of my dress fall to my waist, my breasts swinging as I moved around the room. Clara applauded, her mouth in a seductive smile. I looked at Wendy, but she was frozen, her eyes a blank stare on my breasts. I turned my back to them and took the glass of wine, sipping it some and then putting it back. I bent over and tugged my dress down my hips, my bare fanny exposed now to their eyes and moving in little grinds. Then, I couldn't waste anymore time-I jerked the dress down completely and stepped out of it. I turned to face them-my body covered with a sheen of perspiration and hot, very hot for them. I moved wildly now, dancing with great leaps around the room, holding my breasts in my hands at times and squeezing them. , Clara's eyes followed my every move.

The music was dying down and I began to slow down, carefully moving around them both. I knew my pussy was dripping wet and hotter than it had ever been-I was almost living my fantasy! Without any hesitation, I moved to Clara and began to unbutton her blouse, my fingers shaking with anticipation. I saw Wendy sit forward in her chair, her eyes on Clara's face. But Clara had gone into a dream, her head was held back and her eyes were closed as I fumbled with her buttons. At last they were undone! Her breasts loomed magnificent before me! They were large pears, perfectly shaped, and the dark nipples led me to reach down with my mouth and implant two little wet kisses upon each nipple. She moaned with a loud grant and moved her body under me. I went down to her jeans and undid them. She lifted her body off the sofa so that I could pull them down and off-she wasn't wearing any underwear! Her pubic hair was just as I had dreamed it would be-all fluffy and pale blonde, curly and sensuous to the touch. I let my fingers dig into her mound gently, feeling the wetness that told me she was ready. I pulled her up to me and holding her only by her hands, we danced around the room together. Clara was laughing softly and moving her body in perfect time to mine!

The two of us were made to dance together. We brought our bodies together at just the right times, our breasts just grazing each other as we met for brief moments. I was so hot for her I couldn't bear it, but her eyes told me to be patient, to let Wendy join us. I saw that Wendy was really nervous now; she was chain smoking, but watching us, watching our every move.

Then, just as one song ended, Clara brought me into her arms, her lips meeting mine in perfect unison. We held each other, not tightly, and kissed-one long, delicious kiss as our tongues explored the other's mouth, digging in and probing with our tongues. Clara's mouth was so sweet, so juicy and sensual as she ran her long tongue around the roof of my mouth, sucking occasionally on my tongue.

I felt Clara's hands running down my back, reaching the part of my body where my fanny separates into distinct mounds of flesh. She pulled my fanny up with her hands, straining me to reach up. Clara was taller than me, but this was good for me, I could reach her breasts easily with my mouth. I pulled away from her mouth so that I could discover her breasts, but she slipped away from me, laughing, running across the room.

"Catch me if you can, catch me!" Clara called to me, her tongue running around her full, reddened lips.

I began to chase her around the room, both of us lost in our little game-until I stopped dead in my tracks! Wendy had suddenly gotten out of her chair and caught Clara in her arms! I fell back to the sofa, watching the two of them-Wendy was sobbing hard into Clara's breasts, her short arms clasped around Clara's body and her round little ass moving frantically against Clara! Clara, very cool and calm, despite the passionate look in her eyes, gently laid Wendy down on the sofa. I watched as Clara pulled the dress open, tearing it, but being careful not to be too rough. Wendy was wearing a bra, but I could see the fullness of her breasts overflowing from the black lacy cups of her bra. The dress came off easily, and next Clara's expert hands pulled the slip down, smiling as she saw Wendy's red panties. Next came the panties, Wendy's dark hair standing out proud from her white skin. I had to be closer, so I moved over to the sofa, still on the floor, but close enough now to touch Wendy if I wanted to. Clara left on Wendy's very sexy black garter belt, just like the one Cranston had given me, and her stockings, running her hands along Wendy's legs until Wendy cooed and moaned with pleasure. Then Wendy sat up.

All three of us looked at each other, our tense and waiting bodies debating the intensity of this moment as we began to slowly gravitate to each other. Our respective masks were shed as we began to stroke our bodies, tenderly and with a softness of touch that I have a feeling only women can have. My hands ran down the velvety softness of Wendy's neck, the fingers pressing into her skin just enough so that she would know of my burning desire. I finally reached her firm, round, blooming breasts, my hands unable to stand it any longer as I fell onto her chest with my mouth open and hungry for her nipples. Just as I clasped my mouth onto her bud of a nipple, I felt Clara's hands on my neck, pushing me deeper into Wendy, so that my head was nestled between her breasts!

"Ohh, baby, I've waited so long, so very long for this moment, you can't begin to know ..." I heard Clara's throaty, sexy voice purring into Wendy and me. I moved my head over to make room for Clara. Together, we both began to chew on Wendy's hard nipples, our heads together and the most wildly frenetic sounds emanating from our throats. Wendy was crying and thrashing about under us, her body so hot under me and her nipples truly the most delicious things!

"I love you both, I do, I do!" Wendy cried out, and embraced us as best she could with her arms, one of her hands on my breasts and her other hand on Clara's. We were wild together-the three of us so lost and so involved with each other. I moved my hand down to her pillow of pubic hairs and began to search for her button, her blown-up clit!

Wendy was wet-wetter than I had thought possible. I groped wildly into her dripping cunt, my fingers spreading her cunt lips apart and digging into her soft and pliant flesh. And then, somehow, we all three went onto the floor, our bodies slippery and wet, but hot, very hot. I found myself entangled between Clara's magnificent long legs, my head thrust into her blonde cunt. I looked up long enough to see that we had managed to form a triangle. My head in Clara's pussy, and Clara's head in Wendy's pussy and Wendy, bless her, her head in mine. I felt her hot lips sucking the juice from my pussy, her tongue plunging into my vagina. I began to move faster and faster, my hips gyrating as she bit me, pulled me, and gave me the most wonderful tongue fucking my pussy had ever experienced! I took out my feelings on Clara's wonderfully succulent pussy, taking the flesh from her cunt lips into my mouth and sucking, licking her hairs down and then tickling her clit with my tongue.

We were going wild, the sounds were beautiful, and I was in love! I finally took my hands and gingerly put my fingers into Clara's vagina! She yelled loudly and I came! Quickly and violently! For at that moment Wendy had sucked deeply into my burning and throbbing crevice, giving way to my bursting insides!

I immediately sensed that my exploding orgasm had been simultaneous with Clara and Wendy--our wet, slippery bodies were moving all over the floor, squirming to reach and suck everything we could-I was mad, insanely so, with desire for the both of them. I could feel my nipples hard and surging with passion, and I turned over on my back, leaving the juicy, delicious pussy of Clara, and letting my rounded breasts be seen, ready to be sucked. In no time at all, Wendy had slid up from my pussy, her face all wet and shiny-beautiful! She clutched at my fleshy breasts with her hands, and then her mouth came down on me, her lips surrounding my nipples and pulling on them with her teeth. I was in heaven! I must be! I grasped Wendy's body, loving the feel of her soft, pliant body on mine, and looking backward for Clara. But Clara was not to be left out for a moment-she squatted over my face, her swollen cunt lowering down on my open mouth and searching tongue. I lifted my head just enough to reach her and probed her membranous skin with my tongue, loving the taste of her!

"Ohhh, Camille, baby, you're terrific-eat me, eat me! Let me come in your face ... I want to wet you, now, baby...."

I took her urgings and beat my tongue against her clit, rubbing the hardened dot faster and faster, her body moving as fast as my tongue-it was too much for me, I could hardly keep my mind on anything as Wendy tormented my nipples and I bore into Clara! I pulled Clara down so that her spread cunt lips would crush my face, and I buried my face in her, my tongue reaching in far to suck her vag, trying to pull every drop of juice from her.

Clara let out a long, sensual moan, and fell to her side, her legs spread over me and Wendy as I watched her face twisting as she came-her parted lips were honey to me and I had to kiss her, I had to!

"Clara, come over her, let me kiss you, now.

Clara fell over me, her full, hot lips down on mine and we merged into one as she gave me a long, pulsating kiss. I was getting dizzy from the heat emanating from my body, and I knew my sore nipples could take little more. Wendy had not let go of them. As Clara moved from my lips to Wendy's pussy, I pulled Wendy into my mouth, giving her the same wonderful tongue I had given to Clara-ramming it into her mouth, and sucking on her full lips. We were all three covered with each other's juices, deliciously wet and still wanting more.

Just as I was ready for Wendy's lovely red nipples to enter my mouth, I saw Clara jump up from our triangle and run out of the room. I knew she would come back, so I eagerly brought Wendy back to me, her lips on my neck, planting tiny, slobbery kisses. I cringed with childlike delight at this new aspect of Wendy and held her tightly to my body. Our breasts were meshed together, so soft and cushiony! This was what I had wanted, wanted for so long now, and now I had it! I had Wendy and Clara, both of them, giving me love and passion!

"Oh, Camille, I'm so happy ... you're so warm and wet, it's just perfect!" Wendy whispered into my ear, her tongue outlining the shape of my ear. I wriggled around her body, squeezing her to me and kneading her round, soft ass. Just then we heard Clara coming back into the room, and before I turned around to look up at her, I bent over Wendy's body and ran my wet tongue down the length of her curvy legs-over the sexy silk of her black stockings. She laughed out loud as I tickled the inner sides of her thighs, and then plowed into her fat little pussy with my mouth.

"Girls, girls, may I have your attention?" Clara was saying in a mock schoohnarm way.

We both reluctantly looked up at her and gasped! What was that thing she was holding in her arms?

"What-what-what is that?" Wendy stammered and I nodded my head.

"This, girls, is what I call a double dildo. Notice, carefully, if you please, that instead of the boring one head, this one has two. Get it, double your fun, and all that shit? Much better than anything else I know of. Who's first?" Clara's voice had now dropped down to her sexy low tone, her eyes sparkling as she surveyed the two of us, her obvious desire raging in her body. I had seen a picture of one of them in a magazine, so I thought I knew what to do with it, so I spoke up, "Me and who?"

"Me, baby. And you, Wendy, dear-watch and learn; you'll dig it, too."

Clara sat down opposite me, her legs spread, and her hands holding the long, thick double dildo. She gave me a terribly provocative wink, and handed one end of the dildo to me. I took it, my hands folding over the head and trying to squeeze the hard rubber. I could squeeze it a little--it was much spongier than I had thought it was and very sexy to my touch. Clara had already began to play with her end, teasing her pussy with it, and then she shoved it in, but only a few inches.

"Put your end in, Camille; come on, baby, I'm all hot for it...."

But before I could even touch myself, Wendy had reached over and opened my cunt lips wide, her fingers massaging my pussy and making it even wetter! She held me open wide and I slid the giant dildo inside, but not too far. Wendy let go of my pussy and began to rub her hands on my breasts, looking at the both of us with her mouth watering for the same thing. And then-the great double dildo began to come alive! Clara and I were squirming toward each other, pushing the dildo into both of us more and more, deeper and deeper! Clara reached for my hands and I gave them to her-we held on tightly and began to move, really move! The dildo was in deep now, the space between our pussies very short as we both worked up a rhythm to each other, riding the dildo for all we were worth! And then-it hit the end of my vag and I felt Clara's wet pubic hairs clash with mine as our mounds met and crushed together!

"Ohhh, God, help me, this is too much!" I screamed as the thrusting dildo devoured me, Clara pushing into me and panting loud in my ear. Her luscious blonde hair was falling in my face as I worked harder to push into her, craving this wonderful rubber thing, and the things it was doing to me! It was wildly ecstatic! I held onto Clara's shoulders and together we rode it, bouncing up and down on the floor, taking it all in completely and hungrily.

Wendy was not idle throughout this. Her hands were stretched and groping each of our breasts, pulling and tugging on them, giving me the ultimate in orgasmic thrills! I felt the rushing waves of my orgasm beginning at my feet, tingling and clenching my muscles as it came up my entire body, shaking me and pulsating through my in-sides!

Clara was pulling back from me, taking the dildo with her so that it was now slowly moving in and out my vagina, tormenting me to unknown heights! I fought against her, pushing to get it inside of me, and panting so hard that I thought I might have a heart attack!

"NOW!" Clara yelled out loud and with a gigantic surge of force, she rushed into my body, the dildo tight inside the both of us, so that our breasts crashed together and Wendy held our shoulders and moaned with us. I threw my head back and let the orgasm explode every tissue in my body, the skin tingling and my heart racing!

"Ohhhhh, aughhh ..." I heard coming from my own mouth as I fell back on the floor, my hands limp beside my body. Clara, too, must have come 'with me, for she fell back also, the dildo still hard, but stretched now between us. I felt Wendy's hands tugging on the dildo and she pulled one end from me. I sat up, propped on my elbows and watched her dark head bend over and lick my juices from the dildo. How tender it was! I reached for her and she gave me a kiss, the sweetest ever, but it did not last long enough! She had taken the dildo and put my end in her pussy!

I turned on my side to watch as Wendy began to move it inside of her, her lips in a slight smile. Clara was still lying flat on the floor, but aware of what had happened. She was gyrating her hips to assist Wendy, her eyes closed, but knowing. I moved then to Clara's head, so that I could play with her large, upward-turned breasts as Wendy took the dildo in. Very soon, Clara had recovered from her, last orgasm and she was going at it again with Wendy-their two bodies dancing together over the dildo! Clara's pale blonde hair was mingling with Wendy's wavy dark hair and I could no longer sit still and watch.

I sat on my knees, my hands stroking their hair, spreading it out over their wet shoulders. They were moving slower together, gasping and planting little kisses on each other's breasts as they bent over. The dildo was still not completely inside of them both, and I wanted them to hurry-I wanted to experience their orgasms with them, again. I wet my forefinger and put-it down to my clit-a bull's-eye! T rubbed around it, teasing myself and watching Clara and Wendy! This was my fantasy, all come true!

Wendy's stockings were wrinkled now, her legs bent up in the air as she began to move closer and closer into Clara, her tongue hanging out of her mouth, but not at all ugly. She was beautiful-a dark queen as she squealed and grabbed Clara by the waist, pulling Clara into her! Even Wendy's knees were worth lots of attention as I stared at them both, my new orgasm building inside me, a rocket ready for take-off. Clara was yielding her entire body to Wendy's advantage-holding her head back and letting Wendy take over. It was so gloriously sensual as Wendy slowly pushed in deeper, her fingers spreading and kneading Clara's pussy as she plunged in.

"Wendy, Wendy baby, do it to me! Fuck me!" Clara yelled, but softly, her voice throaty and eyes misty with sensual desire for Wendy. Wendy wasted no time in her movements; she shoved it all the way in and began to bounce! Just like Clara and me, Only it was more beautiful for me, I could see everything! I clenched my fingers on my clit and held it tight between two fingers, holding back my own orgasm until I saw them explode into each other!

Their orgasm was long and winding as their backs arched like cats and they clenched together! I was in rapturous joy as I let go of my clit and exploded along with them, our cries soft and yet fiery! It was the completeness I had desired-so womanly and so passionate! I fell back to the floor, exhausted, while Clara and Wendy embraced each other, the dildo now on the floor, all wet. This was their moment, and I did not want to intrude. For myself, I picked up the dildo and held it between my breasts, rubbing the wetness on my nipples and sighing contentedly....

It was a few minutes later when I saw Wendy's head bending over me-a serene smile on her face, no doubts now present as she began to kiss and lick me, from my neck down to my swollen and aching pussy. Clara was beside me now and she was watching, silent and with a smile on her luscious lips. I reached for her hand and we clenched together as Wendy began to play with my pussy. I didn't know if I could possibly find the energy to come again, but I probably would. Wendy had taken the dildo from my breasts and was using it to tease my clit-rubbing the wet tip of it in little circles.

I felt the hot tip at the entrance to my hot little hole, still open and ready for more. She was deliberately teasing me, putting it in only enough to let me know it was there. I lifted my legs and bent them, revealing everything to her as she sat between my thighs. Clara was getting hot again, too, her breathing was faster and her eyes were wide open. I arched my back and Wendy took the hint to slide the dildo inside of me-easily and slowly so that I could savor every new touch and every new feeling. The anticipation was keen as she moved it in more and more. I wanted her to get on the other end of the dildo and make it complete, but she still held the dildo in her hand. She was guiding the dildo along inside of me, I could feel every inch of my vagina wall as it-spread me wide and kissed my insides!

"Wendy, get on the other end, please, I want you to come with me, I really do..

Wendy took my words and did as I said. I could feel the tension in the dildo as she inserted it in her pussy. We were so slippery wet that it was hard not to let it go in all the way, but Clara had intervened and she held the dildo-it must have been eighteen inches long-in the center, preventing us from complete insertion. She was running her hands along the smooth wetness and then rubbing each of our clits, bringing on the most insane desire I had ever felt!

Then she jumped up and let Wendy and I race to each other, two hot little cats! The dildo plunged inside of the both of us and we rode it like a horse! I couldn't control the mad feelings that were pounding throughout my body-my orgasm was on the edge, ready to launch.

"Ohhhhhh, get into me, deeper, deeper . . ." Wendy screamed, and rammed herself into me, piercing me deep as the dildo shoved in. I went wild and tossed my body about recklessly as the rocket went off-the orgasm tore me, battered me, and I let it. I let everything come at once and watched Wendy as she, too, was overcome with orgasmic shivers!

I think I must have blacked out from the weight of my orgasm. When I next opened my eyes, the dildo was gone from my pussy and Wendy and Clara were lying beside me, their legs across my body and their breathing slightly irregular on my skin. Wendy's head was on my breasts, and I pulled my arm tight around her, tenderly and with a true love. Clara stirred in my arm, the other arm, and sighed in my ear. We were complete, our orgasms had died for the moment and we had time now to think, to savor and hold the precious feelings in our bodies.

"I love you, both ..." I declared gently, my voice shaking still from exhaustion.

"Ditto, baby, ditto." Clara said, her voice lacking in energy, but the feeling was there.

"Me, too." Wendy said with a quiet dignity that was her own style. Wendy was so soft in my arms, I thought I loved her best, but then pushed that thought from my mind. I loved them both.

"I never realized it could be so good," Wendy went on, almost as if she were talking to herself, but I knew exactly what she meant. I felt the same way. I never knew that love could change the way fucking felt. Fucking became making love-truly, even though it did sound corny and old-fashioned. But there was nothing old-fashioned about us, nothing at all.

"Yeah, and we got all our lives for more .. Clara stated, anticipation obviously there. I reached playfully for her taut nipples and gave them a little twitch. Damn, her breasts were great, so great that I could feel myself coming alive again, ready to begin again.

"You betcha." I said to them both, my hands already beginning to stroke their bodies. This is what I had been waiting for all summer. My pulsating body began to move gently against them, raring to go again.