I stood there wide-eyed as Jillian slipped past me with our order. Gretchen was barking and doing her happy dance as Jillian greeted her. Watching where she stepped, Jillian made her way to the dining room. Jillian's luggage sat outside the door, so I rolled it in, closing the door behind me.

She set the food down on the dining room table, bent down to scratch Gretchen's belly, talking to her in a baby voice. When they finished, Jillian stood, turned to me, and asked, "Where's my lovely wife, Kathleen? Did you wear her out?"

I blushed crimson, “She said you were alright with this, Jillian. No, quite the opposite.”

Cassidy walked into the room wondering who I was talking to, “Jill! You're home early.”

She ran to Jillian's arms, wrapping herself around her in a big hug as Jillian smiled at me over her wife's shoulder.

Jillian looked back at Cassidy, "Yes, baby. Is that okay? My portion of the conference was complete, so I didn't see a reason to stay. I cleared it with Michael; in case you were wondering, Kathleen and he's still there. So, you're free to stay longer if you like."

I thought for a second, "I don't know. I feel guilty as it is."

Cassidy slipped next to me, whispering, "We have so much more to explore, lover. Stay."

She then kissed my neck, causing me to melt.

I blushed as I shivered, “Alright, I'll stay. Please be gentle with me.”

They both laughed as we sat down to eat.

Our talk during lunch focused on Jillian and the conference. I barely knew what was going on in the firm, so I sat and listened. I learned more from Jillian during lunch than I had from Michael this past year. It was pretty interesting. Maybe it would give Michael and me something to talk about again. I'd have to be more interested in his work in the future.

I didn't talk to Jillian much at the auction since Cassidy sat between us. I could see why she was a junior partner right away. Jill was articulate, humorous, and a charming woman. Plus, she was drop-dead gorgeous.

Luckily, Cassidy had ordered more food than she and I could eat. It was delicious, and I noted the name of the restaurant for future dining. I helped clean up when we'd finished, even though they both told me I didn't need to. Jill and Cas, as they called each other, talked a bit more. It was slightly awkward being there while they discussed personal things. I heard my name whispered a couple of times, thinking that probably Cas was telling Jill how naive I was.

Since I was still only in my robe and Cas in her panties, Jill excused herself so she could change and unpack.

While we were waiting for her return, Cas and I retired to the sofa to talk. I was still a little nervous. I wasn't expecting Jill to be home during our little weekend. Now that Jill was back, I assumed she'd join in on whatever Cas and I did, or maybe it would include me in what THEY did.

Cas reassured me that nothing would happen that I didn't want to happen. No still meant no, and I was free to participate or watch. She also explained that usually, when they had someone join them, they'd had more time to get to know them. Since Jill came home early and didn't know much about me, we'd go slow to be sure things were fine between the three of us.

Even with Cas's encouragement, this was still strange. It was bad enough I was cheating on Michael with Cassidy. Adding Jillian to the mix compounded my anxiety. When Jill walked back into the room, my pussy started to tingle. All thoughts of guilt vanished once again. She was nude; she wore a black lacey sarong tied around her waist, which left little to the imagination. Her long blonde hair was tied in a ponytail, slowly swishing back and forth as she walked toward us.

She smiled at me as I sat and stared at her full round breasts with the most diminutive nipples I'd ever seen. They were smaller than Cassidy's and looked so suckable. I glanced over at Cassidy, who was smiling, knowing I liked what I saw. I think I shivered as Jill sat next to me, placing a soft long-fingered hand on my cheek turning my face to hers effortlessly.

"As you can tell, Kathleen, we aren't too formal around her. I hope that's alright," she smiled, knowing I wasn't going to complain.

I stammered a bit, alternating my gaze between the two of them, and shrugged, "When in Rome."

They both giggled.

Then Jill leaned in to kiss me. It was a teasing kiss, her lips barely touching mine as her tongue traced them. I tried leaning in to kiss her back, but she backed off just enough so that my lips were chasing hers to feel them against me.

Her lips avoided mine. Instead, the tip of her tongue continued licking my yearning lips and mouth. I needed to kiss her, and she knew it.

Finally, she let me catch her. Our lips parted so our tongues could dance together. I could feel her fingertips brush my robe aside, exposing my breasts. Then as we sat, my breath suddenly left me as she pinched and twisted one nipple. It hurt for just a moment then a warm, delicious feeling spread through my body.

Jillian continued twisting and toying with each nipple evoking soft moans from me. I felt saliva dribble down my chin as our kissing became more heated. Then out of nowhere, I felt lips against my neck. It was Cassidy contributing to my arousal. A hand parted my robe then slipped between my legs, toying with my moist petals.

My senses were beginning to go into overload. My pulse quickened, followed by my breathing. I thought one woman paying attention to me was delightful. Two, and I was on cloud nine.

Jillian's kissing suddenly stopped; my eyes opened to see her sitting back, smiling. Cassidy's soft busses ceased also. I felt like I was going through some withdrawal. Then Jillian suggested we adjourn to the bedroom.

It was probably a good thing that I was wearing that robe, and the sofa was leather. I probably would have left a mark. Jill took my hand as we all got up to head to a more spacious place to play. Even little Gretchen rose to follow us.

Once in the bedroom, Cassidy pulled the covers off the bed after removing her panties. She then climbed in, waiting for me. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do or what position to be in, so I looked at Jill for direction.

Jill had her back to me as she was removing her sarong. When she turned around, I looked her over from head to toe. I focused down at her bare mound, which made my mouth water. I'd seen bare pussies in the porn I'd watched, but seeing hers did something to me I can't explain. Cassidy's was trimmed so neatly and felt so lovely when I touched it. Now, I was going to touch and taste Jillian's. I woke from my brief daydream when Jillian softly told me to join Cas.

Cassidy was patting the spot next to her, beckoning me with a smile. I lost my robe, then joined her.

She whispered, "We'll go slow. You're going to love the attention, Kath."

We sat together watching Jill. Cassidy's fingers brushed my skin ever so lightly. My nipples stiffened, my body tingled with anticipation at being the center of attention to two beautiful women.

Jill smiled, “Lay back on the bed, Kath.”

I shuffled a bit, laying down, my head on the pillows, arms to my sides, legs closed. Cassidy moved, so her face was on my chest, her lips gently closing around one nipple as her free hand moved to cup the other.

I could see Jill over the top of Cassidy's head at the end of the bed. Climbing up, her hands grasping my ankles.

Jill smiled as she gently opened my legs to view me. I felt as if I were a present about to be opened.

She grinned, "Full bush, yummy. Before you leave here, we may change that."

Jill's hands slid up my ankles to my thighs, teasing them with her fingertips. She smiled the entire time, inspecting each leg.

Cassidy was happily nursing away on my breasts as Jillian slowly descended on my vagina. The sensations running through my body were unlike anything I'd ever felt before. I thought Cassidy was good, but Jillian did things with her tongue and fingers that pushed me quickly into a state of euphoria.

Of course, the sensations and sounds of Cassidy moaning as she suckled and teased my nipples helped fuel the fire within me.

I closed my eyes, enjoying their attention, listening to them intermittently mentioning how good I tasted and how beautiful I was. Those compliments, combined with what they were doing to me, sealed my fate.

Thinking back, that must have been the moment I probably quit worrying about Michael. My mind focused on the pleasurable feeling over my entire body.

Jillian cupped my ass with both hands, raising me so her nimble tongue could explore as far as possible. With my legs splayed as wide as they could, I could feel my muscles stretching to their limit. My feet were resting on the bed at times and in the air at others. Jillian's moaning combined with my purring and Cassidy's sucking made the room sound so erotic. The aroma in the room was unique, something I'd never experienced before. Three women aroused made for a divine perfume.

Cassidy was sucking, biting, and devouring my breasts with equal enthusiasm as Jillian explored my pussy. I didn't know how long my body could take such heavenly sensations. I assumed Jillian would be controlling that aspect of my initiation.

One of my arms was pinned under Cassidy, and the other managed to stroke her hair as I whispered sweet things to her. I think I thanked her multiple times as I neared my first three-way climax.

Jillian took me to the edge and back several times. Her hands would change their positions on my ass cheeks. For a bit, one hand would caress my thigh or brush my bud. Then switch to two hands on my thighs or fingers inserted in my pussy. It was hard to remember what was going on due to the lack of blood in my brain.

Then Cassidy slowed on her nursing. I heard and felt a loud plop as she sucked in one breast and then released it. She left my side to straddle my face, her hands firmly on the headboard. I opened my eyes to see her lower herself over me. Her glistening perineum descended on me as she lined herself up over my face. Soon her swollen lips touched my extended tongue, and that sweet taste of girlie goo flowed over my taste buds.

Instinctively, if that's the right word, I grabbed her on both hips, managing to hold her in place so I could please her as Jillian satisfied me. Cassidy began rocking back and forth over me as my extended tongue lapped away. Cas and I got into a rhythm, which was intermittently interrupted depending on what Jill was doing to me.

Jill must have seen Cassidy move, which proved difficult for me to focus on her because Jill's licking and sucking intensified, distracting me. Cassidy realized it wasn't working so well, leaving my face just as Jillian sent me into a very yummy orgasm.

Cassidy smiled as I squirmed. She rejoined me on the bed, returning to my breasts and then my lips.

My legs clamped around Jillian's head while my stomach muscles tightened. My climax intensified within my body until I shuddered violently. My toes curled, nearly cramping as Cas continued occupying my mouth with her tongue. Her fingers pinched and twisted my nipples. My body erupted in one colossal spasm. I almost screamed; it was so intense.

The sensations slowly faded as Jillian eased up and then stopped. She tried withdrawing her head from between my legs, but my grip was too tight until I realized what was happening and released her.

Cassidy's kisses slipped back to my breasts as I opened my eyes to see Jillian's smile rising between my legs. Her cheeks coated in my girlie goo as she licked it off around her lips. Cassidy, feeling the bed move rose to kiss her as I slowly wound down. I was spent and in a good way.

Both ladies joined me one on either side, kissing each other over me and then kissing me. We kept that up for quite some time until they both snuggled next to me.

No words were spoken as we lay thinking about what had just occurred and me wondering about what was yet to come.

Jillian broke the silence first. In a whisper, she looked into my eyes, cupping my face in her palms, "You're delicious, Kathleen. You are staying the night."

Cassidy added, "I told you she would be, Jill. I knew it the first time I saw her. Yes, she's staying the night, right, Kath?"

I blushed, "Yes, of course. I'm just catching my breath and trying to make sense of this. I was straight a few months ago and now look at me."

Jillian purred, "I like what I see, don't you, Cas?"

Cassidy grinned, “You know I do love. We have so much to explore and introduce you to, Kathleen. We'll help you make up for being celibate.”

I laughed, “I wasn't exactly celibate, but I get what you mean. Which brings up the subject of Michael again.”

Jillian turned my face to her, “Hush. Don't worry about Michael the rest of this weekend, understand.?”

I sighed, "I know. I'm trying hard not to think of him and what I will do about my situation. Cas and I talked about it some but."

She looked at me sternly, “I said hush.”

That's when Jill kissed me with a very passionate, saliva dripping, tongue wrestling kiss. My mind went blank as my body tingled. When she released me, I was on fire again.

I looked at them both, "I'm not sure how this works. How do we determine who does what to whom?"

They both laughed.

Jill answered, “Do what you feel like. We're beyond jealousy, Kath. I can lead if you like.”

Cas agreed, "Exactly, Kath. You and I have had some time together. Play with Jill all you want, baby. Jill enjoys leading, and I do at times also."

I shivered, “Oh, I plan on playing with you both. Lead on, ladies.”

They both smiled as I decided to slip lower against Jill's body. Cassidy moved to give me more room. I heard her giggle then mention to Jill that they may have created a monster.

Jill laughed, “I like this kind of monster, babydoll.”

I kissed and licked my way down her exquisite body, listening as she told us both how good I felt against her skin. After a few more licks and kisses, I could hear the sound of them kissing and moaning. I briefly looked up to see them going at it Cas's hand on Jill's breast as their mouths blended as one.

The sight of them kissing coupled with their moans aroused me further. I got a bit aggressive, spreading Jill's legs maybe a bit too far because of my enthusiasm. I heard Jill mumble something as I planted my face between her legs. My cheeks were immediately drenched as my tongue swirled inside her bare pussy for a few moments, then backing off. Moving back, I lapped at her, tracing her lips from bottom to top.

I enjoyed the absence of hair which felt very different in my limited pussy licking experience. Both Jill and Cas moaned as I dove back in, teasing Jill's clit with my tongue. My arousal, coupled with the limited amount of experience I had with Cas, encouraged me. I moved a hand to finger Jill's vagina while I continued licking and sucking her. I could feel her becoming more excited as well as hearing her.

I felt the bed move but didn't lookup. I was so involved with Jill. My finger became fingers as I worked them back and forth in her. Then suddenly, I felt hands on my ass massaging and adjusting my position. Then a tongue between my legs. I tried to maintain my focus, but Cassidy's attention made it very difficult.

I'd briefly lost my concentration until Jill cupped my head with her hands, pressing my face into her making me focus. She gently told me how good I was doing, which helped. Cassidy also noticed, slowing down her attention to my ass and vagina. She still toyed with me as I slurped up Jill, but it was slower, so I wouldn't ignore Jill.

As Jill neared her orgasm, I heard her mention how delicious Cassidy and I both looked between her legs. I must have blushed because another tingle shot through me. With Jill's guidance, my motions intensified, my thumb rubbing her bud, fingers fucking her in addition to my tongue.

The moans, gasps, encouragement, and praise felt so good and different from having sex with Michael. I loved every second of it.

When Jill climaxed, I continued soaking her sweet honey up until she practically begged me to stop. Thanks to Cas, I soon followed her in orgasmic bliss. Tired and happy, we all met back up on the bed, me in the middle, sated and enjoying my first ménage à trois.

The three of us cuddled, cooed, talked, and giggled for a bit before Jill suggested we shower. It was mid-afternoon, and I was close to being spent. The shower sounded good, and knowing these two; it would probably lead to more sex. They were going to wear me out, which I didn't mind.

We moved to the shower, and Jill asked how I liked her bare pussy. I blushed, telling her it was very different. I felt a bit perverted, enjoying it. Cas and Jill both laughed at my prudish comment. Then Jill offered to trim or shave mine. Cassidy chimed in that Jill trims hers, and it can be a very erotic experience.

I had to think about it for a while. Michael might notice and wonder why I had done it. It did feel tempting, and I was being a bad wife being here with both Jill and Cas anyway. It didn't help that both of them were cuddling up to me, fondling my breasts, pinching my nipples while whispering in my ears as they licked and kissed me.

I caved, just a trim, I told them nothing more. They both giggled as Cas got the little clipper, gel, razor, and a hand towel. Jill instructed me to sit upon the counter as she placed a towel on it for me, figuring the granite countertop would be cold.

Cas acted like an OR surgeon's assistant as Jill delicately trimmed and fussed over my pubic area. I have to admit it was fun and very erotic. Of course, this whole weekend with Jill and Cas was erotic in itself. But, the trimming was incredibly intimate.

When Jill finished, she and Cas stood back to admire her work. I was handed a mirror to approve or freak out. I liked it. It was neat, I'd never thought about it being a piece of artwork, but it was, in a way. I hopped down and hugged them both, thanking them for talking me into it. They both laughed; Jill said it was just the beginning and that I'd have to return for maintenance. That made me cringe a bit, but it also sent a tingle through me. The shower was just that, a shower to get our girlie juices off each other and to clean up our nether regions. It helped re-energize me after such a workout.

Jill suggested we rest for the afternoon, take Gretchen for a long walk, and talk. I liked that idea mainly because there's more to life than sex, right? Plus, they were wearing me out, much to my delight.

Our walk was excellent. The area Jill and Cas live in is a bit hilly and offers some great views of Puget Sound. We took an easy route; Gretchen slowed us down, sniffing multiple times on each street. We talked about various subjects, and naturally, I was asked about Michael again. I tried putting him and my situation out of my mind. This weekend seemed perfect, but my mind couldn't block him out.

The three of us were getting along beautifully, and the sex was spectacular. Deceiving Michael was something I didn't want to do. However, it would probably happen again. I had become addicted. Both Jill and Cas thought being honest with him would result in a divorce. I agreed and thought about ways to gently ease him into the idea of another woman and me. It would take time, and I'd have to be patient. Hopefully, I could make him think it was his idea and there wouldn't be a problem.

I sort of had a plan. It wasn't the greatest, and after this weekend, I would be a good girl and pay more attention to Michael. Even with his problem, we could still cuddle and do things together. I was the one who needed to make the moves or at least try. If he didn't reciprocate, then I'd have a reason to stray.

Back at Jill and Cassidys, we lounged around while little Gretchen curled up and fell asleep, worn out from her walk.

Since I hadn't dated in years, I asked where they met other women. They mentioned a ladies club, and through friends, plus in everyday life. They were both more outgoing than I was. I'd need to network if this were to continue with other women, not just Jill and Cas.

Jill suggested we go out to a club they frequented. I wasn't too thrilled with the idea since I was trying to keep this weekend a secret. Both of the ladies said they'd never met anyone from the firm, and it should be safe. It could be the way to start my networking thing. Since they were semi-frequent visitors, they would know who to avoid and who was safe.

They kept after me, not in a mean way but persistent. I had my opera outfit, but wearing it two nights in a row just wasn't me. I didn't want to go home and get something to wear, plus I hadn't planned on going out at all this weekend. I finally caved when Jill took me to their bedroom and showed me some outfits I could wear. We weren't the same size, but we could make it work with some things Cassidy had added to the mix. The top and skirt were very tasteful, and I had my heels, so I was set.

They began telling me all about the club, what happens there, what to watch out for and whom, plus little things that will probably shock me. They mentioned sometimes there was sex in the bathroom, at the tables, and sometimes on the dance floor. I had mixed feelings about the whole thing, but they both told me they'd protect and watch out for me.

That didn't help. I mean, it's a club to have fun attending. I shouldn't need protection. Then again, it was my first time, and they were afraid I might get overwhelmed by it all.

We continued discussing it until dinner time when they decided to stay in and cook. My hostesses decided to make Lasagna which I thought was an excellent idea. I followed them into the kitchen to watch. I was leaning back against the counter out of the way as I watched them assemble the ingredients, pots, pans and debated what to put in it.

We ended up with a meatless lasagna, garlic bread, salad, and wine. The kitchen talk was mainly about food. I like to eat but not cook. I don't find it enjoyable. However, with Jill and Cas, I wouldn't mind cooking. They were fun, and it was interesting interacting with them as they threw things together, drank, and laughed.

After dinner, we sat outside to watch Gretchen running around barking at birds, squirrels, and chasing a ball. I'd pretty much told them my life story, and they had reciprocated. I didn't have many close friends, but I could see the three of us becoming more than just sex partners.

About seven, Jill suggested it was time to get ready. Gretchen was worn out, had done her business, and was asleep in her bed. We dressed, primped, checked each other out, then headed off to the 'Pink Parasol'.

The club wasn't what I imagined. I'm not a club person and pictured it as sleazy, dark, with sex acts happening in all sorts of places because of the way Jill and Cas had described it. It wasn't huge, but it was big enough to accommodate quite a few people. It wasn't just for ladies, which I had assumed. There was a DJ on a stage playing music, a few people were dancing, and more wandering about checking each other out.

We were greeted at the door by a large woman who smiled and greeted Jill and Cas by name. She also smiled when they told her it was my first time there. She grinned at me, wishing me a pleasant evening. We found a booth overlooking the dance floor. A server greeted us, asking for our order as we took our seats. She was friendly, in a white blouse and black pants, which was the dress code. Jill bought the first round as we settled back to observe and gossip.

I was introduced to the ladies Jill and Cas knew who stopped by to say hello. I could feel their eyes on me, wondering if I was a new play toy. The server returned with our drinks, and after we'd sipped some, Jill and Cas got up to dance, leaving me to watch. That's when I was approached by several people one at a time asking me to dance or if they could sit and talk or buy me a drink. I declined every offer except one.

My escorts had pointed her out earlier as one of the 'nice' ones. Her name was Amalia, was maybe twenty-five if I had to guess, a sweet-looking redhead with the cutest dimples I'd ever seen. Cas mentioned she was a Ph.D. candidate at the local university. She looked lovely, not flashy like some of the others who dropped by, more reserved, sure of herself. She'd always arrived alone and left the same way. She liked to dance and socialize as far as Jill and Cas knew. I allowed her to sit and talk with me as I watched the dance floor.

Our conversation went back and forth, asking questions about each other, nothing too personal, just the usual banter when meeting someone for the first time. I found Amalia a delightful conversationist. She was finalizing her doctorate in sports medicine. She'd played La Crosse until an injury ended her career, which prompted her to study medicine. She still worked out but not to the degree she did when she was competing.

After about three songs, Jill and Cas rejoined us. Jill and Cas squeezed Amalia in between them and me smiling as Amalia moved closer. We talked for another few songs then Amalia asked me to dance. At first, I declined, then, with encouragement from Jill, I agreed to get on the dance floor. I hadn't danced in public since my wedding, ages ago. Amalia didn't seem to mind as she took my hand, walking me onto the floor.

The music was some song I recognized from the radio. It was upbeat but not too fast. I flailed about, trying to keep the beat as I watched Amalia move with the grace of a gazelle. She seemed to flow with the music, bending and swaying as the tempo changed. When Amalia would turn, her eyes would catch mine as I watched. She'd smile then twist again, showing off how flexible she was.

I couldn't keep my eyes off her as I randomly bumped into people while dancing. I apologized each time I did, feeling like an inept fool. Amalia watched me, smiling when I blushed after apologizing. I'd catch her gaze, blush a bit more as she smiled, and turn away. We danced to a couple of songs until the DJ queued up a slow one. I stopped dancing then started to turn back to our booth when Amalia took my hand.

The look in her eyes as she asked me to stay melted my heart. So, I stayed, and we danced as if we were lovers. We held each other tightly, hands roaming over our backsides. Our breasts pressed together. I could feel our nipples brush against each other, stirring that delectable feeling between my legs. Amalia took the lead, nuzzling my neck as we moved. My knees felt as if they'd give way about halfway through the song. She whispered that she was attracted to me and wanted to know more about me. I surprised myself when I replied that I liked her and would like to meet for coffee or lunch sometime. We continued our dance until the music changed back to upbeat and loud.

I broke our embrace, taking her hand to return to the booth. Jill and Cas were nothing but smiles as we sat back down. I was flush and quickly polished off my drink, then eyeing a fresh one sitting in front of me. It, too, went down way too fast.

When I set the glass back down, I could feel Amalia's hand on my thigh. She had a firm yet soft touch as she gently brushed aside the hem of my skirt to massage my leg. That's all she did. I was expecting her to grope and slip her hand between my legs.

If she had, she would have discovered how aroused I was. She rested her hand on my thigh after a few minutes of massaging me. Maybe it was her way of telling me I was hers or something. I didn't mind at all. Here I was, just over fifty, and an adorable twenty-something wanted me.

The rest of the evening we all talked, danced with each other and had fun. It all seemed to end too soon. We left just after midnight, but I did something else I hadn't planned on before leaving. Amalia and I traded phone numbers.

The talk back to Jill and Cassidy's place was all about Amalia and me. They'd never heard a bad thing about her. She'd never been seen leaving with anyone, and she was always sweet and friendly. It felt like I was in high school again, hearing Jill and Cas gossip and squeal when they mentioned Amalia and me. They encouraged me to at least talk with her. Coffee, lunch, or whatever, I had to start someplace with someone, and they thought she'd be perfect for me. I did question the age gap thing. They laughed, pointing out they weren't that much older than she was. I had to admit I was smitten with her. She was very polite, didn't come on to me, except massaging my thigh, which I enjoyed. She was intelligent, had goals, and was cute.

After about fifteen minutes, I had to stop them from talking about us; it was getting too silly. Yes, I was enjoying my new relationship with Jill and Cas. When we got back to their place, I showed them how much.

Cas took Gretchen out after we got home while Jill and I were undressing. When Cas returned, because of their teasing, I decided to shock them and got out the strapless strappie. While in the walk-in closet, I figured out how to insert it in me then walked out, much to their surprise and delight.

I smiled, hands on my hips with the strappie sticking out of me, “Okay, who's first.”

They laughed at first, then Jill smiled, "Cas can go first, then I want to use it on you, Kath."

I smiled, “Sounds yummy. Ready Cas?”

Cas nodded then laid over the end of the bed, ass in the air for me. I lubed it up as Jill rubbed her wife's pussy then I moved to the end of the bed where she lay down. Jill's face was under Cas' so they could make out as I slipped the strappie into Cas.

At first, I was a little awkward getting into the correct position. I moved Cas back and forth on the bed as best I could. Then I'd try again and move myself. We finally got into a position where I could easily slip back and forth in her without too much effort. It was a strange feeling for me to be doing this. I'd never in my wildest dreams thought I'd be fucking another woman from behind with something like this.

But, here I was, my hands on her hips as I moved in and out, giving almost as good as I got. The strappie part in me felt amazing as I pressed into Cas. It rubbed against my clit each time I went into her. I heard Jill tell me to go faster as she lay watching her wife's face. Cas managed to move slightly back into me as I pushed forwards.

Cassidy made suggestions as I kept slipping it back and forth in her. I kept it up for longer than I'd expected. My heart was racing, adrenaline pumping as our mutual orgasms built. I hit Cas' spot after a little more fumbling around with my position. Her cries of 'yes, Kath' helped me concentrate, so I stayed where I was, slamming against her ass with my hips. My intensity grew as we both neared our climaxes. My knees were weakening, but I kept on pumping away because it felt so good.

Jill decided I needed more attention than Cas, so she left the bed to stand behind me. Reaching around, she pinched and twisted my nipples as I fucked her wife. I was surprised at how much I liked them squeezed. Jill had figured it out from the very beginning, whispering in my ear as she pinched and twisted them.

Her voice was barely audible over Cassidy's moans and grunts, "You like this, don't you, Kath. Feels good, doesn't it, baby."

I stammered, partially because I was panting and partly because it took my breath away when she did it, "Yes, Jill, I do."

It wasn't long after she started pinching me that Cassidy reached her climax with me not far behind. I was pretty spent thrusting the strappie into Cassidy. I'd have to hit the gym and build my endurance if I was going to do things like this in the future.

Just as Cassidy orgasmed, Jill licked my neck, pinched my nipples, causing me to erupt. I nearly fell backward as my knees buckled and my eyes rolled back in my head. Jill held onto me as my body shuddered right behind Cassidy. I couldn't believe how intense it felt, the two of us cumming together at the same time.

It took a few moments for me to regain my composure and ease the strappie out from Cas. She was motionless, laying on the bed panting. Jill reached down to ease the toy out of me, making sure I didn't fall. She took it, placed it to her lips, then kissed both ends. She licked it clean as a young child would a lollipop. Her broad smile made me smile. Also, I was still euphoric from my orgasm as Cassidy got up from the bed to help position me to receive. I protested half-heartedly, my body still tingling.

Jill slipped the strappie into herself, moaning as she did. Then as I bent over on the bed, Cassidy dribbled some of her saliva into my ass crack. My eyes widened when I realized where the strappie was going. Cassidy massaged my bud as Jill moved the end of her tool to tease my ass, perineum, and pussy.

Thank goodness I was already wet down there as Jill eased the tip into me. I protested a bit as Jill began moving it past my bud and into my ass. It wasn't pleasant at all, and I told them so. Jill understood and backed off, not wanting to ruin what we had begun together.

She removed it from her pussy, took it to the bathroom, and left it in the sink. She returned to Cassidy and me to be sure things were fine. I reassured her all was well and thanked her for not continuing. She understood entirely, as did Cas.

We lounged around for a bit longer, talking about what we'd just done. When we'd talked enough, we got ready for bed. I'd never slept more than two to a bed, so here I was lying between two lesbians after having fucked one and almost been fucked by the other.

My mind was in overload as Jill turned out the light, and we kissed each other good night. My heartbeat was still rapid but slowing down as I stared at the ceiling in the darkened room. Eventually, I did fall asleep marveling at what I'd done and looking forward to what I might do in the future.