I awoke before Cassandra and Chelsea the next morning. In the middle of the bed, they were spooning. Cassandra was the big spoon, and Chelsea was snuggled close to her. I quietly slipped out of bed and crossed to the other side; I slipped under the sheets and spooned Cassandra.
"Good morning, Sir," she whispered.
"I'm sorry I woke you," I whispered back. And so began our whispered conversation.
"You didn't. I was just lying here enjoying the feeling of her body against me."
"Now you know what my mornings are like. I cherish the feel of her, how she smells, the way her voice crackles the first time she speaks each morning."
"Last night was incredible. I hope Kitten gets called out to play again," Cassandra said with a bit of joy in her tone.
"Watching you two together was amazing. That was my first threesome with two women."
"I get the feeling that there were a lot of firsts last night. We had a long talk that day she came to my house. She's been sheltered, and she's been hurt ever since she was a child. I sense that she's trying to explore life and herself now that she feels free of that. You rescued her that night, but you also liberated her."
"Having her around has been like watching a flower blossom. I meant what I said at the banquet last night."
"We should introduce her to the group."
"Do you think that might be a bit premature?" I asked.
"She seems so open to learning experiences, particularly sexual experiences. Why not give her the option?"
"I suppose we can offer, but she can always say no."
We lay there quietly for a while longer just enjoying the intimate connection. Eventually, I slipped out of bed and headed to the kitchen to make coffee, leaving both women to snuggle. After several more minutes, Chelsea finally stirred.
"Good morning, Kitten," Chelsea said.
There was the crackle that I'd mentioned, and Cassandra smiled at the sound.
"Good morning Bellissima. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, very well. Where's Jason?"
"He's making coffee. Should we join him?"
"Not yet. Lying here with you feels so peaceful. You feel different from Jason."
"It seemed last night that you enjoyed that difference very much."
"I did. You are the first woman I've had sex with. You are amazing Cass."
"I've not been with many women, Chels. There has to be something special about the woman and the situation. Last night everything was just right."
"I agree. I've been attracted to you since we first met, here in this room. Last night just felt like the right time for doing something about it."
"I hope Kitten and Bellissima can play together again someday."
"I hope so too, Cass... someday. I don't want to give you the impression that I'm generally interested in women. I'm not a budding lesbian, or even bi-curious; I wanted you, you are the only woman I've ever desired that way."
"I understand, I'm neither of those things. I wanted you too," Cassandra whispered to Chelsea.
"Last night was a lot of firsts for me; my first woman, my first time ejaculating thanks to you, my first threesome. I've fantasized about a threesome before, but always me and two guys. I had no that it could be so hot to be sandwiched between a man and a woman."
"Mmm, I love a good threesome," Cassandra purred. "Imagine yourself held between two men, their hands roaming over your body, their tongues exploring every crevice. Their cocks yearning to fill you."
"Stop it, Cass, you're about to make me want to touch myself," Chelsea softly giggled.
"Have you ever imagined more than two men?"
"What? No! Holy fuck, Cass, have you done that? Like, a gang bang?"
"Gang bang sounds violent. It was the opposite. It was multiple men, and women, all giving me pleasure."
"Was this the fuck group that you and Jason are in? Geez, how many?"
"Yes, it was the group. There were two women, my firsts, and at least ten men, I lost count. It was incredible and exhausting. I was sore for days."
"Is that what the group does, get together and have orgies?"
Cassandra laughed. "No, dear. It's just a group of people who are safe sex partners because they're all tested. The group thing is just an initiation. They want to find out if you're worth opening up to. Assessing whether you're a hot fuck or not. Once you are in, you can call another member and ask them to scratch your itch, so to speak. Of course, if you truly have an itching sensation, you should go to the doctor.
"Sounds kinky to me," Chelsea said, rolling her eyes.
"You should think about joining us. The initiation is worth it. Besides, how many men have you been with?"
"I've been with five, but the first two were clumsy and didn't know what they were doing. You know how the first times are. I've only cum with three, Brady, Jason, and Antwon."
"Shit, Chels, you need to do it. Imagine five, ten, maybe twenty guys giving you orgasms. Singles, doubles, triples. Cocks in every hole at the same time. Add a cock in each hand and you could have five guys at once!"
"Fuck, Cass, did you?"
"I nearly passed out from cumming."
"Well, as deliciously slutty as that sounds, I think I'd rather start with a simple threesome, and I don't know if I want to add more women to my body count."
"Suit yourself. The coffee is calling my name, let's join Jason."
They joined me in the kitchen; I was scrambling eggs.
"Good morning, Handsome!" Chelsea said with a huge smile on her face.
"Good morning my naughty Morsel."
She crossed the kitchen and wrapped her arms around me.
"You're a dangerous man, Jason Brown. You give me these frequent attacks of smiling, and you make me desire things I never knew were even possible. That desire is intoxicating, making me want to find out what's next. It draws me closer to you. You, and now Cassandra, have changed my life. What you said last night at the banquet was sweet."
"I meant it, Chelsea, having you around has changed my life too."
We sat outside, having eggs and toast, and enjoying our coffee. Just chatting about random topics. We spent the rest of the day together, the three of us. Chelsea and Cassandra sunbathed in the nude, applying sunscreen to each other and then lying back, their bodies glistening in the sun. I swam laps in the pool and then joined them for a short while before we all sought the shade and sipped on some beers.
When the ladies decided to take in more sun I stepped inside and prepped some items for dinner and then made us all a quick salad. We had a late lunch on the patio. The topic of conversation became Chelsea's work, and how things were going. Eventually, she asked Cassandra where she worked.
"Well," Cassandra responded, "I know I told you I was in charge of a team of people, but that's not the whole truth. I own my own financial services business. I'm a competitor to the business you work for."
"Reaaalllllyyy," Chelsea replied, in awe. "So, should I be talking to you?"
Cassandra laughed. "As long as you're not spilling company secrets, we'll be fine. It's all Jason's fault anyway."
"Hey," I protested.
"It's because of Jason that I have the CRISS Electronics account, the largest account in the city. When he was in charge he had an internal finance team."
"But then I decided that running my financial team was a distraction from the electronics work, so I contracted it out to Cassandra," I said, finishing Cassandra's thought.
