I lay on my back on Laura's mom's huge comfortable bed, with Elise asleep, curled up in the crook of my left arm, her head on my chest, having not said a word since her brutal butt fucking, but seemingly not blaming me at all either. Michelle lay opposite her, my hand cupping her ass as she kissed me, slowly and sensuously.
Between my legs kneeled Meghan, slowly working my cock in her mouth, making me a perfect 9 for 9 on teenage holes for the afternoon. I couldn't imagine feeling more contented and relaxed, so relaxed in fact that I had completely forgotten the fact that my girlfriend lived here and would be home eventually. It sounds stupid, I know, but that's the truth.
So you can imagine how startled I was to hear the front door slam downstairs. I tried to sit up, but Michelle pushed me back down.
"Laura's home!" I hissed at her.
"So?" she asked, arching that eyebrow. "Do you think for one minute I would fuck you without my sister's permission? What kind of person do you think I am?"
Well. And well. Hmm.
"I see." But did I? Meghan looked up for a moment, saw Michelle unconcerned, shrugged, and went back to work. I tried to relax, but was still very apprehensive as I was damn sure whatever deal Michelle had made didn't include two extra cheerleaders. But at this point, there was no way out but through.
After several long minutes, I heard muffled voices coming up the stairs, and my cock jumped in Meghan's mouth when I recognized Cindy's voice. I braced myself, but still wasn't ready for the sight when the door opened.
In the doorway stood my baby doll, the love of my life, and her best friend, both wearing only thong panties. Elise had awakened, Meghan's head popped up in surprise, and all four us stared in amazement at the sight.
I had spent the afternoon with three adorable girls, cute and sexy as hell, but before us now were two beautiful women, in their physical primes, trim without being skinny, busty without a trace of fat. Like two models from a Victoria's secret catalogue. Absolute perfection.
Cindy seemed shocked by the sight of us, and who could blame her, but Laura put her hands on her hips and demanded
"What's going on here?!?"
Michelle smirked, but Meghan and Elise, not in on the joke, both looked scared to death. When Laura strode quickly over to Meghan, grabbed her by the hair, and said
"Sucking my man's dick? Slut! You owe me." To the amazement of all of us, she forced the petrified cheerleader down on her back on the bed and straddled her face, her pussy settling over the younger girls mouth.
"Get to work, you little bitch!" she demanded.
Meghan, scared witless, complied as best she c could. Elise tried to hide behind me. I was in shock, my girlfriend had never shown the slightest lesbian tendencies, and believe me I had tried. Things had changed, obviously, because Laura was clearly relishing the younger girl's tongue work. She looked straight at me.
"And You!" she said, accusingly. "Fucking my sister? And these little kids? Pervert." But she shared our secret smile when she said it so I knew we were all good. But it never hurt to play along so I came over to her and said
"I'm sorry baby, I've been bad, can I make it up to you?" I asked, kissing her once, then moving to her neck as she grabbed my re hardening cock in her hand. She stroked it idly while she pretended to think it over, actually tapping it on Meghan's forehead like she was drumming her fingers or something.
"I'm sure I'll think of something." She laughed. All of a sudden she seemed to remember Cindy, her friend still standing in front of the bedroom door, goggle eyed, unable to process what she was seeing.
