Chapter 7: Shannon

I worked the next three nights. Wendy and I got together every chance we could. Shannon often kisses or touches me in passing now. Wendy saw it and didn’t say a thing. I wasn’t going to risk losing Wendy. I watched a football game on Monday night.

Watching the game, I had Wendy leaning on my right side with my arm around her. Sam had her head on my left leg, toying with me through the hole in my boxers. She had one of her fuck-me tops on and her fancy high-cut panties. I slid my left hand into Sam’s top and toyed with her dark nipples.

To keep it even, I pulled Wendy’s robe open and toyed with one of her larger tits. At that point, the football game lost my interest entirely. I enjoyed the different feels I got from each girl’s tit. Sam’s are softer B’s, Wendy’s are bodacious and hit me right in my gonads.

They shifted me around like they were choreographing things. I had heard them talking earlier. I had suspicions that things were about to get interesting.

They didn’t care for football and knew I would go along with anything they wanted. Somehow, I ended up on the floor on my back again.

Wendy mounted my cock in the reverse cowgirl position. That felt very, very different. Sam did something similar. She mounted me facing Wendy. This put my nose nearer to Sam’s butt than I desired. It did give my hands more freedom of movement, so I ran my hands all over Sam’s sleek, tight body.

I rubbed Sam’s front and her back. I struck gold when I discovered she liked me to push my thumbs deep into her ass cheeks as a Swedish masseur might do.

I bit her ass cheeks, and when she complained, giggling. I gently took her pussy lips and lip-chewed on them. I started licking her clit firmly and managed to wiggle a finger up into her cunt, even with the bad angle.