Chapter 540

Gemma and Beca came back to the bedroom still with some beads of water on their gorgeous, mostly nude bodies. Gemma had a towel wrapped around her hips and was carrying her shirt, leaving her breasts wonderfully bare. She’d pinned her hair up on her head to keep it from getting wet in the shower. Becca, meanwhile, had a towel hung over her shoulders and was finishing drying herself off.

You’d spent the ten or so minutes while they were gone stripping down to your boxers and then slowly starting to organise Gemma’s stuff. Her room wasn’t exactly a disaster zone, but knowing she would be packing everything up in the next two days gave you a reason to keep your mind off of how fucking horny you were. Gemma had told you on the way over that, as long as Becca was interested, she fully intended for you to fuck the older girl’s ass and then you’d be DPing her. Prep for that sort of thing was important, and since the encounter had been a surprise for Becca it was important to get that prep in.

“We’re dropping the Mistress stuff,” Gemma told you as she shut the door.

“It’s fun, but not what we want for this,” Becca said. “Not that I’m opposed to doing it.”

“That’s OK with me,” you said, sitting back on the edge of the bed. “I feel like I already got the full treatment of being your ‘Master’ anyways, Becca.”

She smirked and bit her lower lip cutely. “Well, you did treat me like a naughty little toy, I guess. Nice fingerwork, by the way - you’d make a pretty good lesbian if you had tits and weren’t packing that heat between your legs.”

Gemma snorted, coming over to you and feeling your stiffy through your boxers as she leaned in to kiss you. “He’s good with all his tools,” she said with a grin. Then she stood up and turned to Becca, gesturing her forward. “Now come here, bitch. Suck his dick with me.”

“Mmm, I think I can do that,” Becca grinned, letting her towel drop to the floor as she went to her knees.

It didn’t take very long at all for your cock to be out, and the two of them to be sharing it. Your mind felt like it got a little fuzzy as your vision filled with lips and tongues teasing your cock, and eyes glancing up at you sexily, or at each other. Kisses traded around your shaft, or across the crown of your cock. Little suckles on the end. Long licks of slithering tongues. Laughter, and giggles, and soft moans.

Neither of them tried to take you deep into their mouths, and you weren’t sure if this had been a plan formed while they were in the shower or if it was just something they mutually agreed on in the act. What it did do was tease you hard in the best possible way.

“Fuuuck,” you groaned as Gemma ran the tip of her tongue around the ridge of your cock head.

She grinned, her eyes alight with playful energy, and then she looked at Becks. “Use your tits,” she prompted. “You teased him enough with them, you little whore. Giving him topless pictures and flashing them around.”