When she'd gotten her breath back, Sandra quickly rolled over to face me before trying to wrap her arms around me – a difficult thing to do with my laying on my back. I finally had mercy on her, and raised up enough for her to give a ferocious hug before releasing me. I lay down again, and she quickly fastened herself to my side, one leg across mine, her hand on my chest. Robyn eased over, so as not to disturb Sandra, to lay on her side as well, 'spooning' with Sandra.
Then Robyn put her arm around to cup Sandra, and cupped her breast; Sandra turned her head so the two of them could share a kiss before turning back to rest her head on my shoulder.
After a few moments, Sandra told me "That was the most incredible thing I've ever experienced. I mean, when you first started to go into me, it was kinda uncomfortable, but it didn't hurt or anything.
Then when you were all the way inside, it felt great. Then when you made love to me, and I came, I didn't think anything could feel better than that. Then when you were still hard inside me, and started making love to me from behind like that, and playing with my tits, it was wonderful. But when Robyn got under me and started sucking on my tits, and playing with my clit while you were doing me, that was just too much. Even when I thought I was done, you started shooting inside me, and I could*feel* it – it was like you were filling me with liquid fire, or something!"
Robyn giggled, and Sandra told her – via my shoulder – "Robyn, I understand what you meant before; and you were right. What it feels like when I'm with you, and what it feels like with him, they're two different things, completely."
I laughed a bit, and asked her "I'm going to take it that you've made up your mind about whether or not you like boys, too?"
She laughed back, and said "You better believe it. Girls are nice, and fun, but boys – men! – are something else entirely. Yeah, I like them!"
A minute or two later, Sandra said "That was really, really nice, but I'm feeling kind of, uh, squishy – you know, down there."
Robyn chirped up with "I can fix that!", and quickly wormed her way under the sheet, sliding down to where Sandra's ass was. A hand on her hip, and Sandra realized what Robyn wanted to do, and readily rolled onto her back. As she spread her legs to give Robyn room, I rolled onto my side to face her, then give her a kiss. A nudge from Robyn, and Sandra's knees came up, tenting the sheet, as I lowered my head to take her nipple in my mouth. As Robyn did her very best to vacuum my semen from Sandra's womanhood, I continued to lick and suck on Sandra's nipples, breaking away every so often to share a deep, passionate kiss with her. In short order, we had Sandra aroused again; and a few minutes later, going through her third orgasm in a fairly short period of time. When it had passed, I rolled over onto my back; Robyn gave Sandra time to get her breath back by trying to do the same vacuum cleaning thing for me. I wasn't anywhere near able to have another erection so quickly, and Robyn finally had to satisfy herself with getting me squeaky clean – except for the traces of her saliva that she left behind. That done, she slid up to lay on the side of me that Sandra wasn't occupying.
We lay there like that for quite a while, the two of them laying on their sides, pressing against me. I had an arm around each of them, and they were holding hands with their arms on my chest, each with a leg draped across mine. I could feel their firm young breasts pressing into my side, and the silky feel of their downy bushes tickling my thighs. All in all, it was a most pleasant way for us to enjoy a short nap.
I don't know if it was Robyn or Sandra that woke first – only that when*I* woke up, I was on my side with the two of them were kissing and cuddling in front of me. When they saw that I was awake, they had the courtesy to blush, and apologize for waking me. I only smiled, and told them it was okay. They separated, and the three of us shared a round of kisses and little groping before Sandra suggested a group shower – an idea that Robyn and I quickly agreed to. We got up and headed in for a happy, slippery, fun cleanup that lasted almost exactly as long as the hot water. When we'd dried off, we actually decided to dress, a little at least, and headed into the living room.
They guided me to the couch, then headed into the kitchen. A few moments later, as Sandra brought out drinks for us, I heard the microwave come on. I looked at Sandra inquiringly, and she said "pizza leftovers", letting me know that Robyn was heating up the pizza that we'd ordered earlier.
Sandra put the drinks down, then sat next to me. A couple minutes later Robyn appeared with the pizza, and the three of us finished it off. The rest of the evening, we sat around cuddling, and chatting about all manner of things. The subjects centered mostly around sex, though – boys, girls, relationships, and so on. Sandra had most of the questions, but Robyn had more than a few, too. I answered as best I could, giving them things to think about so they could make their own decisions. I also cautioned them that I was not the final authority on anything; that they should take the time to find answers from other sources, as well, so they would have a base of information to decide for themselves.
Eventually, the hour, and efforts of the day, took their toll, and we all headed off to bed – to sleep this time.
Part 7
I woke up the next morning to find my arm wrapped around one firm young female, my morning erection tucked neatly between her ass cheeks, while another similarly unclad female was pressed against my back. I carefully considered the size and feel of the breast in my hand with one of those poking my back and decided that it was Sandra in front of me, with Robyn completing the sandwich. Opening my eyes, I was pleased to see that I was right.
Moving carefully, so as not to disturb them, I eased my way out from between them so that I could relieve some considerable hydraulic pressure. That accomplished, I found my way to the kitchen where I started a pot of coffee. Then it was back to the bedroom to get my robe so that I could open the front door and retrieve my morning paper.
As I was reading the comics in the living room, I heard the noise of the coffee pot burbling as it finished creating it's life-giving nectar. I hadn't any more than stood up to go get a cup than Sandra wandered into the living room, saying, "That smells good – it woke me up. Sit down, and I'll bring you some."
Never one to refuse service from a naked, nubile young female, I readily agreed, taking a seat again. A minute later, Sandra came back in with two cups in her hand – handing one to me. I took a sip, and was pleased to discover that she'd apparently paid enough attention to know that I didn't bother with added ingredients. I looked over, and saw that she'd at least doctored her own with milk – I knew I didn't have any kind of creamer in the apartment. I raised an eyebrow, and she said "I don't drink it very often, but this morning it just smelled SO good."
I finished reading the comics, and when I showed them to her, she smiled and accepted them while I went on to read another section.
We'd each nearly finished our first cup when Robyn turned up – rubbing her eyes to get the sleep out, and yawning. She saw that we'd obviously been up for a while, and collected our cups before heading into the kitchen. A bit later, she brought them back out to us – with our thanks – before disappearing again, only to reappear with a cup of her own. I'd seen her drink coffee only a couple of times, and knew that she would have added plenty of both milk and sugar to it.
She quickly settled herself on the couch between Sandra and I, and picked up the TV remote. Turning the TV on, she soon found the morning news and entertainment program that she liked, careful to make sure she kept the volume down.
Having finished the paper, I handed it to Sandra so that she could read whatever she wanted of the rest of it, and sat back to watch the TV with Robyn. With a little more room next to me, she scooted over to lean against me. I put my hand on her thigh, and she hugged my arm as we watched the anchors discussing some minor event in one of the other staff members' life.