On Thursday, I was so anxious that I could barely concentrate on my work. I kept thinking about Lance, and of what he and Dawn might have in store for me tomorrow night. For all I knew, she had no interest whatsoever in meeting me. This was Lance's idea, after all. But he seemed confident she'd be eager to include me in their lovemaking, so I allowed myself to imagine kissing her, and then doing even more. The fantasy made my face so flushed that my boss asked if I was feverish.
When my father and I ate dinner that evening, I tried to keep a conversation between us going, but my mind wandered. "You're a million miles away, Violet!" he said. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you'd met someone."
The blush returned to my cheeks. Of course, I had met someone, and then I'd fucked him, but I couldn't tell my father that. So I simply said, "Don't be silly. I'm just a little tired."
Once I was alone in my bedroom, I sat in the chair by the open window. Lance's house was dark, and his car wasn't in the drive. It was going on nine, so I didn't think he was working this late. Maybe he was having a drink with friends. Or maybe he was on a date with yet another woman.
When he arrived home a little before ten, I scurried away from the window. The last thing I wanted was for him to see me gazing out like a forlorn puppy waiting for her owner to return. Not bothering to close the blinds, I turned on the lamp and then began unbuttoning my blouse. All the while, I avoided looking out the window, but my ears strained to hear any sound coming from the house next door.
A little later, I was in bed and trying to read The Age of Innocence when I heard Lance call my name. Tossing the book aside, I hurried to the window. Lance stood at his own bedroom window, completely naked. A hungry moan escaped me at the sight of him. He didn't say another word. Instead, he only smiled before taking his cock in hand.
I watched, utterly transfixed, as he masturbated. It took only moments for me to grow wet, just as he quickly became fully erect. I ached to feel his entire length in my pussy, and it was all I could do not to lift my gown and rub my clit.
Lance let his head fall back; his lips parted while he continued stroking. I swore I could hear his low moans. Then he looked at me again, wearing that devilish grin. "Have you been thinking about me?" His voice was soft, drifting over to me in the quiet night.
I braced my palms against the windowsill so I could lean out even farther. "You know I have. And have you been thinking of me?"
"Nonstop," he confessed. "I can't wait to be inside you again!"
I was about to strip naked as well, for the warmth of fierce arousal had spread over my skin. But before I could take off my gown, Lance released his cock. My mouth dropped open when he disappeared from the window. Though I hissed his name, he offered no reply as his room went dark.
"You goddamn tease!" I said, far louder than I should have.
I heard his soft laughter. "You'll learn patience before I'm through with you, sweet girl. Now, off to bed you go."
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*****
I was a nervous wreck on Friday. When the evening finally arrived, I kept my window closed, along with the blinds, for I feared that looking out and seeing Dawn at Lance's house would make me even more anxious. Once I was sure my father had gone to bed, I hurried to finish getting ready. I'd already trimmed and filed my nails, as Lance had requested. Now, I changed into a royal blue sundress and a pair of sandals. The night outside was balmy, so I didn't need to worry about getting cold.
For the second time that week, I crept out of the house and made my way to Lance's. My heart was pounding so hard, it drowned out the sound of a light breeze drifting through the trees. Lance's door was unlocked, just as I knew it would be. I let myself inside, listening closely. When I heard his voice, I felt a mixture of trepidation and longing.
And then I heard hers. My eyes widened at the realization that she'd stayed to meet me, after all! Part of me had refused to believe she would. Swallowing hard, I strode down the hall toward Lance's bedroom doorway.
I stopped short when I saw them. In the lamplight, Lance sat on the edge of the bed, while Dawn lay stretched out beside him. He wore only his boxers, and she'd stripped down to her bra and panties, which were a lovely peach shade. I suddenly wished I had on something sexier beneath my dress than a plain white bra and underwear.
As soon as Lance saw me, his face broke into a smile. He quickly stood and made his way to me. "Sweetheart, I didn't hear you come in!" Cupping my face in his hands, he gave me one of those lingering kisses I loved. All the while, I could sense Dawn's gaze on us.
When Lance broke the kiss, he allowed his stare to roam over my body. "You look beautiful."
I beamed at his compliment, but before I could reply, he took my hand and drew me toward the bed. As Dawn sat up, I noticed the way her bra perfectly accentuated her voluptuous breasts. Her hair fell past her shoulders, and when she offered me a smile, her blue eyes brightened.
Lance was quick to make introductions. "Violet, this is Dawn. Dawn, Violet."
Dawn extended her hand, but when I tried to shake it, she merely laughed. "I think we're well past the need for that kind of formality, don't you?"
My face burned as I realized Lance had revealed to her that I'd watched them fuck. "I'm sorry," I stammered.
"No apologies. Not tonight." She looked me up and down, her expression betraying nothing of her thoughts. "Lance told me you're quite shy at first, but you're quick to open up."
Of course, I understood the double meaning her words held, and I had to avert my eyes. It was impossible to know if she was angry that I'd spied on her and Lance, or if she was merely toying with me.
When Dawn spoke again, her voice was softer. "There's no need to be so timid, Violet. Lance is right; you're beautiful."
I looked up at her, unable to hide my surprise. "So are you," I finally managed to say.
Her smile returned then. Perched on the bed's edge, she slowly opened her legs, and I sucked in a breath when I saw the damp spot at the crotch of her panties.
Lance stood behind me, his lips nuzzling my neck. "Doing okay, baby?" he whispered, and I quickly nodded. Dawn's smile widened to a grin while Lance cupped my breasts. Leaning back against him, I met Dawn's hot stare. A moan emerged from low in my throat when she slipped a hand between her thighs.
Lance's touch, and his lips on my skin, grew more demanding. Though I allowed him to take off my dress, I stiffened when he tugged at my panties. "I want you naked," he told me, his tone gentle but firm. Eventually, I yielded to him, as I always did.
Dawn must have noticed my discomfort, for she said, "I'll get naked, too." Her eyes held a playful gleam as she added, "Of course, it's nothing you haven't seen before."
I kept my stare fixed on her while Lance finished undressing me. She was right; I'd seen her tits numerous times before, but only from the safety of my room. Despite my nervousness, I started getting wet as soon as she removed her bra to reveal those gorgeous breasts, with their large pink areolas and hard nipples.
Once I stood completely nude, Lance caressed my bare skin. I tried to fold my arms over my breasts, but he grasped my wrists, preventing me from doing so. Dawn's eyes widened at the sight of the hickey Lance had left on my tit. Almost immediately, she was on her feet and approaching us.
"Lance, look what you did!" Her voice was full of feigned outrage.
He made a halfhearted attempt to appear regretful. "I got a little carried away."
"More than a little!" Dawn grazed her fingertips over my bruised flesh, merely brushing the side of my nipple. Even as I gasped, I ached for her touch. "He has to restrain himself when sucking my tits," she went on. "I can't have him marking me."
I found myself surprised that Dawn was already alluding to her marriage. She proved to be as perceptive as Lance in discerning my thoughts, for her smile was knowing while she regarded me.
"Lance says I can trust you with my secrets," she murmured. "That means you can trust me, too." When she leaned closer, I eagerly offered her my mouth for a kiss. Her lips were full and soft, sensually working to part my own so she could slide her tongue between them.
I heard Lance's lust-filled groan as he watched us. "It's wonderful to see my girls getting along so well!"
His words sent a delicious shiver through me, for I so wanted to be his girl.
And I wanted to be Dawn's.
Slowly, she withdrew from me, and I noticed her cheeks were flushed from arousal. She wove her fingers through Lance's hair, and then through mine. He and I readily allowed her to guide us to her mouth.
That first kiss the three of us shared was full of hunger, with our tongues moving together in a fervent caress. I still couldn't fully believe I was here in this room with them; it was all as surreal as a dream. But my body's response let me know I was very much awake, for I was now sopping wet and throbbing between my thighs.
Lance sank to his knees, and I watched as he tugged down Dawn's panties with the same eagerness he'd shown in removing mine. She had a little bit of hair on her mound, but her outer lips were smooth. Slowly, teasingly, he slid the tip of his tongue between them, then began licking her clit.
"Fuck, yes!" Dawn breathed. Her grip on his hair was rough as she pressed his mouth firmly to her pussy.
By this point, I was far too aroused to simply watch. Moving even closer to Dawn, I lowered my head so I could wrap my lips around her nipple. She was much gentler holding me to her breast than she was in pressing Lance's face between her legs.
"Oh, that feels so good, baby!" Dawn could have been talking to either me or Lance, or even both of us. It didn't really matter, because her words made us long to please her all the more. As I suckled her breast, Lance's fingers parted my pussy lips, seeking out my clit. With a mouthful of Dawn's tit, I moaned at his touch.
When Dawn pulled Lance's head back, I withdrew from her as well. It was strange to see Lance on his knees, his eyes full of yearning. He seemed so submissive at that moment.
"I want you both on the bed," Dawn told us. Then she grabbed my hand, drawing me along with her. Lance hurried to his feet, and as we followed Dawn's lead, it was as if she had the two of us on an invisible leash.
Dawn didn't release my hand. Instead, she turned it over in hers, examining my fingers with a smile. "You weren't lying about her having small hands!" she said to Lance.
I looked at him in confusion, but he only flashed a self-satisfied grin. Neither of them explained what the size of my hands had to do with anything, and I didn't have a chance to ask before Dawn pulled me onto the bed. Lance remained standing, giving us a moment to get comfortable. As Dawn kissed my neck, I met his stare. He wore that wicked grin I'd seen so many times before, and I noticed his erection tenting his boxers.
Dawn's lips moved lower until she reached my breast. Again, she caressed the mark Lance had left on my skin. "I'll be so careful with you," she whispered, and I sensed she meant far more than being gentle in sucking my tit.
But oh, she was so wonderfully gentle! I released a guttural moan as her tongue swirled over my nipple, and her fingers slipped between my thighs. Lance was clearly turned on by what he saw, for he rushed to take off his boxers. He gave his cock a few languid strokes before joining us on the bed.
My moans became cries when Dawn began rubbing my swollen clit. Now sitting next to me, Lance turned my face toward his, giving me a deceptively tender kiss. It was only when Dawn lay down, with her head resting on the pillow, that Lance assumed a more dominant role.
"Spread your legs wide, Dawn," he said in a husky voice. "Let us see that wet pussy."
She readily obeyed him, placing a leg on either side of us so we sat between them. With her body in such a lewd position, her outer lips were also spread apart, revealing her glistening inner folds. I stared at her cunt, eager to drink in every detail, while she played with her nipples.
Lance trailed his fingertips along my spine, then cupped his hand against the back of my neck. "You loved tasting her pussy on my cock, didn't you, Violet?" he asked quietly, but I knew Dawn could hear him. When I lowered my head in an attempt to hide my embarrassment, Lance gently grasped my hair to stop me. "Don't hide, baby." His lips were close to my ear. "Answer my question: did you enjoy tasting her pussy?"
His hold on me was loose enough so that I could nod. My eyes locked with Dawn's, and she offered a sexy smile.
"You want to taste her again, don't you?" Lance whispered.
I involuntarily tensed at his suggestion. "I've never done that before."
"There's only one way to learn, sweetheart." As he began guiding me downward with a firm hand, I didn't resist. "Just like you, she's greedy to have her clit licked and sucked right at the start. She doesn't need any sensual buildup."
Dawn pretended to pout. "You make me sound like a greedy whore!"
"Oh, you certainly can be!" Lance laughed. I allowed him to position me so I was on my knees, with my ass in the air and my face within inches of Dawn's cunt. I could smell her arousal now, and though I trembled with nervousness, I was desperate for a taste.
"Be a good girl and eat her pussy," Lance coaxed.
Moving even closer, I extended my tongue and gave Dawn's clit a tentative lick. She let out a needy moan, making it clear she wanted more. And I wanted more as well. When I dared to exert more pressure in stimulating her, she rested an encouraging hand on my head. Growing bolder, I circled my lips around her pearl, gently sucking as my tongue worked at an even more fervent pace.
"That's perfect!" Lance groaned. "You're getting her excited now!"
As if to confirm his words, Dawn rocked her hips. A sweet triumph surged through me when I realized I was succeeding in giving her pleasure. The knowledge served to heighten my own lust while vanquishing my insecurities.
"Ah fuck!" Dawn shrieked. "Are you sure you've never done this before?"
I had to fight back a satisfied grin, for I was determined to continue what I'd begun. I wanted to keep my face between her thighs until I made her come. By the sounds of her cries, and the way she worked her pussy against my mouth, I sensed I'd be able to achieve my goal.
Lance moved to kneel behind me. I felt his palms caress my ass and give my cheeks a squeeze. And then I felt his cock at my entrance. I was so wet and ready for him! Yet he merely teased, prodding my opening with his tip until my greedy moans mingled with Dawn's.
"Such a lovely little slut," he said, his voice full of affection.
The moment he slid into me, my knees buckled, and he had to hold me upright. All the while, my tongue continued lashing Dawn's clit as I reveled in the smell and taste of her.
"Yes, yes, suck my clit!" she pleaded. "You've got me so close!"
Lance began fucking me with deep thrusts. Though I mewled from the bliss his cock gave me, I managed to keep my focus on driving Dawn closer to orgasm. Her quaking thighs let me know I had her right on the edge.
My eyes widened when she arched her back and released a low scream. Her shuddering was so powerful that I struggled to keep my mouth on her pussy, but I refused to stop until she couldn't bear any more. With a helpless whimper, she wriggled beyond my reach, and I looked up to find that her face, neck, and chest held a deep blush.
"Holy shit, you give good head!" she told me, still visibly shaking.
Now I did grin, and she grinned back before sitting up, her movements languid as she took her place at Lance's side. Just an hour ago, I would have been far too shy to allow her to witness our fucking, but at this point, it only served to excite me more.
"Ooh, her pussy's so tight around your dick!" Dawn breathed.
When Lance replied, his voice was thick with lust. "The first time we fucked, her tight little cunt almost made me shoot my load before I could pull out!"
Once again, I felt deliciously filthy, with my pussy on display and full of Lance's cock. "Harder!" I dared to beg.
"Oh, you want it harder?" he teased before telling Dawn, "I think you've been a bad influence on my sweet girl."
As Lance gave me just what I wanted, he grunted with each hard, deliberate thrust. My cries grew continually, and it wasn't long before I started shaking uncontrollably. Even now, I was amazed at the exquisite stimulation his fierce fucking gave me. He pumped his hips faster still, panting and groaning.
"Please!" I wailed.
"Let go, baby! Come for me!" Lance's voice held a clear note of desperation.
The realization that he was close and doing everything he could to hold back sent me spiraling into a full-body orgasm. He swore as my cunt spasmed all around his cock. For a moment, I thought he might erupt inside me.
When he finally pulled out, I collapsed on the bed, trying to recover. Dawn lay at my side, offering a sweet smile. I welcomed the tender kiss she planted on my mouth.
"Did Lance tell you about my fantasy?" she asked softly.
"He didn't tell me what it is, just that I could fulfill it for you."
Still catching his breath, Lance told Dawn, "I didn't want to overwhelm her before you two had even met."
Dawn kept her gaze fixed on my face as she stroked my hair. "That was smart. But Violet seems so eager to please, I think she'll be up for it."
Again, I felt that mixture of nervousness and confusion, but before I could ask what they meant, Dawn flashed a grin at Lance. "Hope you're not worn out," she told him, "because my pussy needs a pounding." Looking at me once more, she added, "And I want you to sit on my face."