.The Las Vegas Trip

I arranged the pillows to either side of Amanda's hips.   She watched, eyes half-closed.  Amy stood to the side where I'd pointed her, then came to the foot of the bed when I beckoned.

We knelt between Amanda's legs, spreading them wide, the pillows supporting her as we pinned her legs in place with our bodies. 

"What are you…?" she started to protest.

"Hush!" I commanded.  I took the dildo from Amy and rolled it across Amanda's pussy lips.  Then I leaned down to lick a few strokes.   "Mmmm," I said.  "I can taste both of you."

Amy giggled.  Then she stroked a thigh while I pushed the dildo into Amanda.  Amanda purred happily, then looked confused because I didn't pull it out.

I just left it sitting there, about half-way inside.

"Your turn," I said.

Amy smiled and grabbed the toy.  She pulled it out slowly. 

And stopped.

"Over to you," she said.

"Oh, you fuckers," Amanda said.

"Literally," I said absently, concentrating on pushing it in slowly, so slowly.  I gave it a little half-turn as I did.

"Barrel roll," Amy giggled.  Then she walked her fingers over the exposed thigh to reach the dildo and slowly pulled it out.

We did this for a while.  Every time Amanda begged for us to speed up, we'd either slow down, or just stop completely and discuss her request.

At one point, Amy didn't pull it out, she just spun it in place, rolling inside her sister's pussy, while she kept saying, "I think there was something I wanted to do at this point…?"

"Did you forget?"

"I don't know!  I can't remember if I forgot."

"Maybe…  No, that wouldn't work."

"What wouldn't work?"

"I forget."

"You motherfuckers!" Amanda complained. She tried to reach down for the dildo, but we always had three hands free to fend her off.  She ended up whimpering.  Again.

Amy started to tell me about a birthday of hers where Amanda teased her little sister about a gift.   She illustrated the story with the dildo. 

"I waited and waited and waited," she'd say while not moving the toy one millimeter.

"I ran down the stairs," pumping fast, as fast as her little feet must have struck the steps.

"But there was nothing," she finished…  And pulled the toy cock clear with a pop.  Amanda nearly bucked us off.

"Calm down," I said, pushing two fingers inside of her, stroking her lips and thumbing her clit.

"Pleease," she begged.

"Oh, very well," Amy said.  "Give baby her bottle."

I rolled to my knees and climbed up to rest between her thighs.  My cock slid in to the hilt.  She grabbed my shoulders and wrapped her legs around me.

I fucked her, though it was probably better to say it was there as she fucked herself against me.  She went wild, pumping and writhing.

Amy reached between us to tweak Amanda's breasts, cupping them and pushing them together.  Then when Amanda screamed her pleasure, Amy slapped my hip.  I rolled out of the way, watching as she knelt and licked my come out of her big sister's pussy.

"Mmmmmmm," she said, raising her head to lick her lips.  "I can taste both of you."

"Good one," I said.  Amanda just sighed.  I sucked at one boob, stroking the other, while Amy cleaned her out.

We snuggled after that, with me in the middle this time.  I had a blonde in each armpit, hands cupping a breast on each side.  Other hands cupped my cock and balls.

After a while there, I announced that I was sweaty and probably stinky.

"You're not so bad," Amanda assured me.

"I like it," Amy said.  They snuggled closer.

"So, you're saying I don't need a shower?" I asked.

"Oh!"  Amy sat up.   "I heard about the showers here."

"Mine isn't as intense as hers," I apologized.

"Is there room for three?" Amanda asked.

"If they're friendly, I suppose," I replied.

"Mmmmmmmmmm," Amy and Amanda purred.