I could tell, somehow, that Jared had stopped nibbling on her boob, and had looked up. I couldn’t really see him, so I could only imagine the shock. But I didn’t stop and look, or say anything to him, because I didn’t want to stop kissing Allie. I just didn’t. Then I felt her tense up again, and heard the little sucking sounds, so I knew he was back at her boob. And, then, I felt his hand-running gently, lovingly, up and down my thigh and butt.
I can’t tell you how much I loved him at that moment.
I felt him moving, and I could tell he had left her boob and was kissing down her stomach. And he positioned himself between her legs and zeroed in on her with his tongue. I could tell when he hit paydirt, because she gasped and almost swallowed my tongue.
I moved a little so that I was lying next to her, stretched out. We kept kissing, and I moved my hand, and settled it on her boob. I’d touched myself, but this was different. Her nipples were rock-hard, and I felt them get harder under my hand. And then her hand was on my boob. And that was really different, too. It was gentle and fluttering and quite wonderful. I couldn’t believe it. And her other hand was stroking my hair. This was a full-blown make-out. I was actually making out with another girl-and we were feeling one another up-and, all the while, my boyfriend was eating her out.
Then, she broke the kiss. "Jared, now," she hissed. "I’m running like a river. I’m never going to get any readier than this." Then she looked up at me, her eyes shining. "You, I want on top of me."
I grinned back, and moved to straddle her. I put my knees around her head, and she put her hands on my hips, and gently pulled me down to her. I looked up-at Jared. I grinned at him. He smiled back, big and wide. I could tell he was OK-really OK-with what I had just done. He was also turned on beyond belief, big surprise. He was rubbing his dick up and down her pussy. I leaned forward a little, resting on my hands, so my head was just about above Allie’s bellybutton. Which gave me an unbelievable view. I watched as my boyfriend’s dick disappeared, inch by inch, into Allie’s pussy. It was fantastic. Allie must have thought so, too, because she was screaming. Into my pussy. And not in pain, either. She took him all without a problem. When he started thrusting in and out of her, she grabbed my hips and slammed my pussy into her face.
As a complete feeling of peace and building ecstasy started to build over me, I shifted a bit. I lowered my head so that it was resting gently on her stomach, near the bottom, right above her pussy. I swear I could feel, under my cheek, Jared’s dick moving in and out of her body. There we were-her tongue on my pussy, my head on her stomach, my boyfriend’s dick in her-and then I felt Jared’s hand gently stroking my forehead. It was unbelievable- that’s when I came. Jared stroking my forehead, that’s what sent me over.
I was completely floating on air-and completely stunned. Meanwhile, Allie went, I could feel her stomach muscles clenching under my face. Jared was still going strong, Allie was still nibbling away at my pussy-as I hovered on the brink of another one-and I was just stunned… My head was swimming at this point.
My head wasn’t the only thing swimming, because Allie’s wonderful tongue on my pussy was sending me to heaven again. Jared’s dick in her pussy was sending her the same place. We went damn near simultaneously.
It wasn’t long before we started to build again. I was just floating. Unfortunately, Jared had reached his limit. I didn’t blame him. He’d been going for some time. He screamed and poured himself into her. I swear I felt that, too.
As Jared slipped out of her, she kept up on my pussy, but it was weak. I had been close to another one, but so had she, and now she wasn’t getting any attention.
Did I? Yes, I did. I lowered my face into her pussy, and started working at it with my tongue. She jumped in surprise, and then started moaning and going to town again.
I couldn’t believe it-I was actually having a raucous 69 with another girl-and, don’t forget, I happened to be sucking my boyfriend’s cum out of her pussy-and I was on cloud nine. Then Jared clinched it. He had lay down next to us. Then I felt his hands. One slipped between our writhing bodies, and I felt his knuckles brush my stomach as he clenched Allie’s boob. And his other hand-he started running gently, softly, lovingly up and down my side.
That was it. That was the absolute ultimate. Here I was, doing things that I’d never even imagined doing, and every time my brain started screaming "what are you doing?!?!?" Jared had touched me. Stroking my forehead, my ass, now rubbing up against my side. Just little gentle touches. He hadn’t touched me in lust yet during this. No, they were little touches that said, "I love you. It’s OK."
I almost cried. I think a little part of me inside did cry. The rest of me came. It was glorious. Then I watched Allie go over herself-little bits of Jared’s cum squirted out with every pussy clench, now that was interesting-and we all collapsed in a heap.
I couldn’t speak. I had no idea what to say. I don’t think any of us could speak for a while. Then, Allie did.
"I’m flabbergasted."
Jared grinned and said, "Me, I’m thunderstruck."
I grinned at both of them and said, "OK, so can I be incoherent?"
That broke the ice. We all started laughing and cuddling-and talking. We talked about it. It was good.
At one point, Allie said, "When you ever kissed me, I thought I was going to die! I never expected that!" Then, a little more shyly, "That was the first time I ever kissed a girl."
"Me, too," I laughed. Then I looked at Jared. "What did you think about that?"
"Well, I was stunned," he said. "Then I was turned on."
"Of course you were, you’re a guy," Allie laughed.
"Thanks. But, in the end, I have to admit-I thought it was beautiful," Jared said. I beamed at him. I just glowed. How in hell did I get this lucky?
Then Allie spoke up, kind of hesitantly. "It’s weird-after all that just happened, I just realized. There’s one thing I didn’t do. It’s kind of strange and silly, and you might think it’s too much." We looked at her. Then, she practically whispered. "I haven’t kissed Jared."
Of course he did. And, no, I didn’t mind, and made sure they knew that. And, you know what? Watching my boyfriend kiss another girl-not any other girl, but one we had just shared a most incredible experience with-well, that was pretty beautiful, too.
I learned something that night, and it was the kiss that did it. Kissing is in a lot of ways more intimate than sex. And the fact that I could watch my boyfriend kiss Allie and feel nothing but love and affection and beauty taught me something. I have an immense capacity for sharing that I didn’t realize that I had. So, in fact, does Jared, and I think he had figured that out that night as well. I mean, there we were, the three of us-Allie was happy. Jared was happy. I was happy. Isn’t that all that counts?
I didn’t know if I’d ever do anything like this again. I didn’t know if I wanted to-though, if it were with Allie and Allie only, I might. I didn’t know if it mattered. What mattered was that I could and I did do it. And that we did it, and that we all enjoyed it, and that it didn’t affect how Jared and I felt about each other. Except, if anything, make the feelings stronger.
My reverie was broken by an announcement over the room’s loudspeaker. "Gangbang in room six."
" Gangbang?!?!?" Allie sputtered in amusement. I laughed, and explained. Some girls came to these orgies wanting to get gangbanged. So, they commandeered a room-usually one of the ones with a table instead of a bed, made for easier access-and made an announcement.