Tipsy

We drifted off to sleep, there, in our satiated state, and when I woke up, we were still naked in the bed, clinging to one another. I shifted my position, my arm was asleep, and Mary stirred. Her eyes opened slightly, and she smiled at me over Cindy’s sleeping form. I winked at her, and reached across to run my hand up and down her bare skin. She sat up, and leaned across Cindy, beckoning me to do the same. I sat up and drew close, and she gently drew me into a warm, wet kiss.



“What was that for?” I whispered, in her ear, when she moved her lips to my own earlobe. She was nibbling there now.



“For fun,” she whispered back. “Want to wake up Cindy?” she asked, glancing down at my fiancée’s sleeping form, stirring a little.



“Up for some more fun?” I asked, eagerness, desire, and mischief in my voice.



“Ooo baby, ooo baby,” she said, smiling at me in the darkness. Together, we turned out attention to Cindy. I placed featherlight kisses on her shoulder blade, while Mary, did the same, except on Cindy’s thigh. Cindy began to wake.



“Mmmmm,” she murmured, shifting, and turning slightly. “Ed,” she purred.



“Don’t forget me,” Mary said, giggling, and to emphasize the point, she nipped Cindy’s thigh sharply, leaving a love bite. Cindy gave a little shriek and came to full wakefulness.



“I never forget you,” Cindy said, rolling onto her back. Mary slithered up Cindy’s body, their naked breasts pressed together, and Mary kissed her hard.



“You better not,” Mary said, beginning to trail kisses down Cindy’s breasts. I took the other, and together we lavished attention on Cindy’s brown, erect nipples. So absorbed I was in Cindy’s moans of ecstasy that I didn’t realized Mary had moved until Cindy gave a shriek. I looked down, and Mary was between Cindy’s legs, kissing up her thighs, and coming perilously close to Cindy’s dark curls. Mary already had a finger trailing down the slit, but she looked up at us both, gave us a look that was part mischief, and part uncertainty, and said. “I’ve always wanted to try this…” and then buried her face in Cindy’s pussy, eyes closed, tongue working.



Cindy’s shrieked again, but not in any disapproval, in sheer bliss. I wasn’t terribly fond of going down on her, but I did so, every so often on a special occasion. It was something she understood, much like I understood her reluctance to swallow on the occasions she gave me head.



But it was obvious that Mary, despite her obvious inexperience, was making up for it with enthusiasm, and Cindy was very shortly fairly screaming. “Oh Fuck yes! Oh, God fuck! Mary!”



Mary’s eyes, opened briefly, and meeting mine, she waved her ass, stuck far up in the air near the edge of the bed, in invitation.



I moved around behind her, and first began to finger her deeply, although it was hardly necessary, as her pussy was fairly dripping with desire. I moved away, looking around for the box of condoms, when I heard Mary’s voice. “Hell with the condom, I’m clean and on the pill, fuck me.”



With no more encouragement, and Cindy back to shrieking “Oh, oh oh!” at Mary’s ministrations, I slid my hard cock into Mary’s waiting pussy, and felt, more than heard, her shuddering gasp as I did so. She was wet, and in this position, I buried my shaft in her all the way up to my balls. “Oh, girl,” I said, “you’re so fucking wet.”



“Fuck me hard,” she moaned. “I want it.”



I started to slide in and out, both women now gasping. Mary’s ass was shaking. “Have you been a bad girl?” I asked, breathless, as I pounded into her.



“Such a bad girl,” Mary moaned. “Punish me.” I slapped Mary’s giggling ass, leaving a red mark, but eliciting a pleasurable groan. “You like that, you horny thing you.” I did it again. “You’re such a slut.”



“Mmmm,” she groaned. “You know it.”



While this was going on, I could see Mary’s asshole, all tightly puckered, just calling to me, right there in front of me. Cindy didn’t go in for it, but in my aroused state, I figured it was worth a try with Mary. I reached a finger between us, wet it with Mary’s juices and began rubbing it around Mary’s back door. She shook her ass, and moaned, which I took as encouragement, and slipped the finger inside her.



“Don’t tease me,” her voice came from between Cindy’s thighs. “Just do it!”



“I don’t know, should I?” I teased.



“Shit, just fucking do it!”



“Do what?” I asked, slowing down the pace of my thrusts into her dripping pussy.



“Fuck me in the ass! Fuck me now! I want it!” she demanded.



I pulled my shaft, wet with her pussy juices, and repositioned. Slowly, aided by the natural lube, I pressed it against her asshole. She moaned, and it yielded slowly. God help me, she was tight! Very slowly, I buried my length in her backdoor, again, all the way to the balls.



“Fuck,” she moaned. “So good.”



I slapped her ass again. “You’re such a depraved girl. You’ll take it anyway you can get it.”



And then I began to move. Slowly, at first, but picking up a rhythm as it stretched. Mary screamed into Cindy’s pussy, biting down on Cindy’s clit, and eliciting a similar pleasured sound from Cindy. I couldn’t last long, I knew, in this tight spot, one that I’d longed to try, but I held back as long as I could. All three of us were crying out in pleasure, and with a last cry, I blew my load into Mary’s ass.



The cries slowed after this, as I pulled out and fairly fell onto the bed. Both Cindy and Mary came up to me and kissed me at the same time, a three way kiss. “Enjoying your visit?” I asked Mary.



“Oh, fuck yeah. And I’m here for another three days.” She sighed contentedly, and laid down on the bed. “I’m looking forward to it.”



“I think we all are,” Cindy said, settling down on the other side of me.