David was having quite a dream. He was the object of loving that men dreamed about often but rarely received. He actually was doing very little and the woman with him continued to moan and call his name. He was a Dream Stud! Slowly he began to wake. As reality set in, David remembered what had caused his dream. He had just spent hours in Everyman's fantasy, with two beautiful, sensual women. He slowly returned to wakefulness, only to hear the moaning continue. He opened his eyes. Beside him, lit by the golden firelight, were Rebecca and Kat, wrapped tightly together. Somehow, he had moved to the far left of the bed, leaving them with the huge area to play in. David settled into his pillow to watch the ladies at play. He could already feel the heat gathering in his groin and fought the urge to touch himself.
The women were kissing, softly playing with each other. Tongues were washing over lips, probing and licking. They were looking into each other's eyes and smiling, their long, dainty fingers moving slowly over golden skin.
Rebecca had tasted Kat on David's mouth and it reminded her of Kat's delicious pussy and awakened the desire to taste her again. She pushed Kat back on the pillows and began to make love to her slender body. As she kissed her succulent mouth, Rebecca slid her hand over her shoulder and down her arm, ending with her small hand snuggled into Kat's larger one. She lay nearly atop Kat, kissing her face and chin, sliding her tongue along Kat's cheek to her ear. She circled her ear, gently sucking the earlobe into her hungry mouth. Kat moaned and closed her eyes. reveling in the pleasurable feelings. Rebecca's mouth continued down Kat's elegant neck, nuzzling her chest, never actually touching her breasts. She knew from experience that Kat liked the sensations to build and to hold out the best for last. Rebecca buried her face between Kat's small, firm breasts and made love to the tender skin there, licking and nipping at the soft slopes. She traced along under each breast with her tongue, circling the breasts and wetting them slowly. In concentric circles, she made her way to the pretty pink nipples standing so tall.
They were bumply and hard. One flick of the tongue caused Kat to cry out. She had been waiting, barely breathing, for Rebecca to reach her aching nipples. Now Becca enclosed the nipple in her mouth, sucking it in deeply. Most men didn't know how much better it felt for the entire nipple to be sucked, they just went for the obvious. But Becca knew how much and how powerfully to nurse on this nipple and was rewarded by Kat's cries and arched back. Kat's long fingers were enlaced in Becca's hair, pulling her even closer. Becca closed her eyes and lost herself in the nursing of this magnificent nipple, feeling the ache in her own pussy. Finally, Kat encouraged Becca to take the other nipple, to repeat the sensual laving. Becca reluctantly let the right nipple pop from her mouth and moved to the left, immediately suckling it with all her desire. Their bodies were pressed together, legs between the other, thighs tightly against pussy lips, but the ache only became stronger.
