Chapter 33

John wore his custom tuxedo to Cindy’s birthday party. The women drooling over how it fit him. John doing his own salivating over the outfits the women had picked. They each wore a transparent black body suit with short white skirts and half heels. The heels just high enough to give an extra little sexy lift to their cute bottoms.

John brought out some items of jewelry he had purchased on his last trip to town. One, ostensibly from Theresa, who kissed him in thanks.

Cindy went nuts over the necklace John gave her. And the matching bracelet that ‘Theresa’ gave her. John brought out one more package.

Cindy stared at it a little bewildered when she opened the package.

“I’ll give you a hint. You need help to use it.” John chuckled.

Suddenly Cindy’s eyes got real big and she blushed. Theresa looked into the package and instantly blushed.

“Just a little something to keep you two occupied while I’m away.” John smirked.

“Should prove interesting.” Cindy said, a little hoarsely.

“You’ll find a different one deeper in the package ... based upon me on both ends, but I figured that one based upon you two’s actual dimensions would be more satisfying.” John said.

“That’s why it took me so long to figure out what it was.” Cindy said, “How can you tell which side is which?”

“I figured half the fun would be in finding out.” John answered.

Cindy and Theresa both blushed, but glanced at each other. John could tell by their eye’s that both were eager to try it.

“What’s this wire?” Cindy asked, lifting it out of the box.

“Follow it.” John said.

She did and at the end of some eight feet of flexible cable a control box pulled out. She flipped the switch marked on/off and suddenly the two foam blobs at the other end of the wire began to writhe and snake around.

“Oh my...” said Theresa, hoarsely. Looking at Cindy and absently licking her lips.

“And the other switch?” Cindy asked flipping it.

A buzzing sound was heard from the base of the two blobs. Upon further inspection Cindy found the base to be a combination of two pieces which were mirror images of her and Theresa’s nether regions. With her fingertips she located the positions of the strongest vibrations. “Oh my... “ She said.

“And the knob?” Theresa asked, gulping.

Cindy turned it and found it varied the speed of the writhing and buzzing. She turned it off and examined the other side of the box. A jack on one end. She raised her eyebrow in question to John.

“Rechargeable batteries.” John answered, “I may be gone a whole week”.

“And this?” she asked, pointing out a strange connector on the side.

“Oh ... I imagine you two will figure that out while I’m gone.” John chuckled.

“Do you really expect us to use this?” Cindy asked.

Theresa nodded agreement to the question.

John kind of rolled his eyes.

“Excuse me ... I’m John. Have we met?” he said.

“Huh?” Cindy and Theresa said in stereo.

“I’m sorry, I thought I was talking to my women. You two must be strangers around here.” John said.

Theresa got it first and busted out laughing. Cindy quickly followed suit, John lastly. Their laughter built upon itself and soon all had tears rolling down their cheeks and were holding their sides.

It almost wound down when Theresa managed to gasp out: “So you didn’t answer the question.”

Then they were all off again. One or the other of them would glance over at the writhing foam projections and they would be off again. This happened most of the night from then on.

Cindy finally moved into John’s lap and said: “Thank you darling. It’s certainly the most unusual birthday gift I have ever received.”

“You’re welcome. I think you’ll like it. If you get stumped, I’ve hidden some instructions somewhere in the lab.” he said.

“Instructions? Why hidden?” Cindy asked.

“Oh ... I think you’ll find your little toy more versatile than you could imagine. Hidden because it’s fun. Like I said, in the lab somewhere.” he said cryptically.

Actually he said it because he didn’t want the two of them digging around the maintenance tunnels in their search. Finding the tapes was the last thing he wanted them to do. He kept the access hatches locked, but that wouldn’t deter his little lovelies once they had their mind set on something. He had banks of VCR’s that would record their every movement while he was gone, also securely locked up in a maintenance closet where the cables passed through. A big steel door, like only the government would think of, securing it.

“I’ll miss you when you’re gone.” Cindy said, snuggling to him.

“I’ll miss you too, kitten. Both of you.” John said, honestly.

“Do you realize we haven’t been apart for a day for almost a whole year?” Theresa said.

John nodded: “Yeah, I know. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“Maybe it will be good practice for me. For when I go off to school.” Theresa said.

Cindy stayed quiet and snuggled to John’s shoulder.

“How about that Cake?” Theresa said, jumping to her feet.

“And the champagne in the fridge.” John said, unable to get up with Cindy on his lap.

“I know dear ... and the good glasses.” Theresa called back over her shoulder.

Cindy turned her head up to him and he kissed her deeply.

“Happy birthday.” he said, when she pulled back.

Her eyes began to tear up as she said: “Thanks. It’s the best one I’ve had for a long, long time.”

Theresa came back carrying a tray. On it was a flaming cake, a bottle of Champagne and three crystal glasses. She set it on the table.

“Come on birthday girl. Time to blow out your candles.” She said.

“First a toast!” John said, goading Cindy to her feet with his hands on her bum.

“Better hurry, before this cake melts!” Theresa mused.

She grabbed the Champagne bottle and threw the towel over the top as she had seen John do. Then she untwisted the wire and slowly worked the cork back and forth through the towel until a quiet “phfft” was heard. She pulled off the towel with the cork and poured three glasses.

“Why do you open it that way, why not let the cork fly?” Cindy asked.

John opened his mouth but Theresa held up her hand to stop him.

“Two reasons. One; You loose champagne from the overflow and Two; the sudden change of pressure will change the taste. It actually tastes better if you let the pressure out slow. “ Theresa said, “How did I do, teach?”

“A-level.” John nodded.

“I know, not as much fun.” she said to Cindy, but beaming over John’s grade.

She handed them their glasses.

“Your toast?” she asked John.

He raised his glass to Cindy and said: “To our dear friend and lover. Whom I never want to lose.”

“Hear hear!” Toasted Theresa, “To our dear friend and lover. Whom we never want to lose.”

They carefully clinked glasses. The crystal ringing like three bells.

Tears welled up in Cindy’s eyes.

John and Theresa joined together in singing happy birthday. The tears started to flow freely from Cindy’s eyes.

“Come on, blow them out before it broils the cake!” Theresa demanded.

Cindy choked back her tears and then blew out all the candles in one breath. Her tears dripping on the cake.

As she stood once more, Theresa pulled her into her arms and kissed her warmly. Afterwards it was John’s turn.

Theresa started to cut the cake while Cindy and John were preoccupied.

“Spiced rum cake and champagne ... Should be interesting.” Theresa mused.

“Nothing but the best ... for the best.” John said, looking Cindy in the eyes.

They ate their cake and finished the bottle off before retiring to the bedroom.

“It’s your birthday. You can have him all to yourself. I’ll sleep in the guest room.” Theresa said.

“No!” Cindy said, “If it’s my choice ... then I choose both of you. I want both of my lovers with me tonight.”

“Your wish is my command.” Theresa said, smiling.

“Mine as well.” John said, “What would you like?”

“Well, for starters ... I want you two to undress me ... but keep your own clothes on...” Cindy instructed.

John rebuttoned his tuxedo. Theresa refastened her shorts. They each moved to one side of Theresa.

“Kiss Theresa first. I want to watch.” Cindy said.

John pulled Theresa into his arms and his lips slowly descended to touch hers softly. He continued to kiss her ever so softly, sliding his lips over hers, mouth slightly parted. Then he began to deepen the kiss, sliding his tongue between her lips and sucking her lower lip between his.

Theresa’s breath caught in her lungs as John’s tongue played tag with her own. Now kissing her hard and deep. Then soft and light. Finishing off by letting his lips barely touch hers, sliding slowly sideways. Nibbling at the corners of her mouth. Lastly he let his top lip slide gently over hers. The fine hairs on her upper lip merging with his mustache and tickling her.

His hands had slid slowly downwards to cup her ass during the kiss. Now he lifted his head in inquiry to Cindy as Theresa trembled in his arms, supported greatly by his hands cupping her ass cheeks.

Cindy sat back looking at the couple before her.

“You two are gorgeous!” She said, “I’ve changed my mind. John, undress Theresa first. Then Theresa undress John. But keep kissing and caressing as you do it.”

John turned back to the trembling Theresa. He kissed her again, deeply, as his hands moved to find the closure on her skirt.

“Lift it up first. With her back to me.” Cindy said.

The couple turned to comply. John slowly lifting the back of her skirt revealing the moon image on one shapely cheek. Realizing what Cindy had in mind, John gently traced the edges of the cheeks with his finger tips. The effect was not lost on either woman. Theresa fairly quivered in his arms.

John turned Theresa around to face Cindy. He ground his hips into her from behind as he played under the front edge of the skirt. Lifting it slowly to reveal the V star burst on the front of the outfit. One hand continued to lift the skirt while the fingers of the other hand softly traced the edges of the outfit. Then holding the skirt up with his wrists, both hands traced the edges and began to play under them. He kissed Theresa softly on her neck.

Theresa’s eyes were closed in passion as she leaned back against her man, feeling his fingers explore around the edges of her womanhood. When she opened her eyes they locked on to Cindy’s. Who was sitting back against the headboard. Her own fingers tracing the edges of her own outfit under her skirt.

John traced his thumbs up along the edges of the material and one hand continued up over the hip and around behind to work on the closure of Theresa’s skirt. He opened it and then he used both hands to slowly lower it over her shapely hips. Turning her in his grasp so that Cindy saw the moon rising above the top of the skirt as it was lowered.

Instead of just releasing the skirt after it passed beneath Theresa’s ass cheeks, John bent slowly as he lowered it to the floor. Then his hands traced back up Theresa’s shapely legs and over her ass cheeks. Then he turned her once more to face Cindy as he explored the front of her body through the thin fabric. His hands cupping and squeezing her breasts softly, tracing her erect nipples with his fingertips. Then letting his hands explore, he kissed her on the neck. Once again grinding his hips against her backside.

Theresa was fairly dripping by now. Her body trembled at the slightest touch. When her eyes turned to Cindy she found her tracing her own nipples and pubic area with her fingertips. Just then John’s fingers found their way under the fabric by her Mons Venus. They slid over the soft blonde curls and inched their way down between her legs. With his other hand and his teeth he found the fasteners along the tops of her shoulders and undid them one by one. Then again using his hand and teeth he began to slowly lower the top of the outfit one inch at a time. His fingers beginning to stroke between her legs in search of her dampness. They found it and a finger worked between her labia and into her as he lowered the outfit over her breasts. Kissing her shoulders and neck. She leaned into his kisses and moaned softly. Her body trembling under his touch.

Cindy watched John’s hands tracing over the firm blondes body. Her own fingers tracing her body in unison with his. As such one of her hands was now beneath the fabric between her legs. Stroking herself as the other traced beneath her breasts and over her nipples. Her breath was ragged in her throat. The fingers between her legs, drenched with her desire.

Watching Cindy from the corners of his eyes, John withdrew his fingers from between Theresa’s legs and brought them up and first sniffed and then licked them. Cindy did the same. Quivering as she did so.

John used both hands to lower Theresa’s top slowly past her nipples and down to her abdomen. Then he turned her once more as he continued to lower the outfit. This time the moon distorted and rumpled as it was replaced with smooth, tan skin. John kissed Theresa deeply, her tongue hungry and searching in his mouth. John continued to turn them as he lowered the outfit beneath her ass cheeks and one hand moved over her now bare breasts.

Keeping wherever he was caressing visible to Cindy. He kissed down over Theresa’s neck and over her shoulder then down to her breasts as his hands lowered her outfit. As his lips reached her nipples, they diverted and kissed around the edges of her breasts, circling in until he softly sucked one nipple into his mouth and slid his tongue over the end. Then he circled the other breast and slowly zeroed in on its target.

Theresa was visibly shaking now. Goose bumps followed John’s fingers wherever they touched. She felt him kissing down over her abdomen as he lowered her outfit to the floor. She stepped out of it, her shoes still on. Then John’s fingers released the clasps on them and she stepped out of each one in turn. John’s lips just kissing to each side of her pubic mound, the tongue dipping softly into the natural valleys to either side. Then she felt his fingers caressing back up her legs and he slowly worked his way back up to her lips with his, not missing any attractions on the way.

Now Theresa stood nude before her friend. When her eyes met Cindy’s and saw the hunger there she was suddenly proud of her body. Stretching and touching herself before her friend while John’s hands traced her abdomen and he kissed her neck. She turned to him and her fingers sought for the buttons on his tuxedo.

When she had his coat open Cindy managed to croak: “Leave it on ... but open his trousers.”

Theresa smiled to her friend, guessing what she had in mind. She kissed John deeply and then sank to her knees. Her fingers finding the zipper and lowering it to release the bulge behind it. Her fingers sought inside the opening and worked his manhood out through the trap door in his satin underwear. It sprung out at full attention and Theresa folded the edges of the zipper away.

Like a magnet to steel her lips were drawn to his throbbing member. She sucked it into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. Then she did her best to swallow it. Moving deeper on each slow stroke, she continued to swallow it deeper until her lips met the base and her face was against the fabric of his trousers.

John groaned softly. Theresa’s mouth around him was warm and slick. The tongue sliding over the end almost sent him over the edge. Then she totally engulfed him. He could feel the tip sliding all the way back and into her throat. It was almost too much. He gently pulled her off of him. Turning an eye to Cindy in question of their next action.

Cindy’s body was fairly quaking. She had two fingers deep inside herself. They pushed up hard into her as John caught her eye.

“Lean her over the chair and take her from behind.” She gasped out.

John moved to bend Theresa over a chair. There was a problem with height, but he solved that by moving two short foot stools from the closet area to either side. Theresa put a foot up on each one and bent over the back of the chair. John came up behind her and kissed her on the shoulder as he positioned himself against her vulva, working the tip back and forth to gather her ample natural lubrication. Then once positioned he stood up and began to push forward.