Oct 23, 2011: Sunday with Sheryl and Molly

I grabbed a few things and left here shortly after 11:00.

After some soft hugging with Sheryl and Molly, we gravitated to the kitchen where Sheryl mixed a pitcher of mimosas. For the first few minutes we drank and talked but I could feel this atmosphere of energy floating around. Sheryl seemed to be in a very relaxed mood. Molly got a call (Stephanie) and became engaged in that. (I told her to say “hi” from me.) Sheryl quipped that she's talking to the slut and we poured our third drink, Sheryl hinted to me that she thought I had too many clothes on. I shot back at her did she want some more of what she had Wednesday night.

We started kissing and slowly found our way to her bedroom where we kept kissing and fumbling at each others clothes until we were nude and lying on the bed. That led to me sucking her tits then sliding down between her legs and teasing her pussy with my hands and mouth then seriously going after her. I ate her and fingered her for a long time until she exploded. She wanted to taste me. I about freaked, wasn’t sure I heard her correctly but we wiggled around to a 69 position with me on the bottom, her eating me, and me sucking her again and slipping a finger into her ass. She went ballistic and pressed a finger on my rose. I figured if this is what she wants, I’m going to give it to her. I came; she followed soon after and we lay there panting. When I turned my head toward the door, I saw Molly, still on the phone, standing in the partially open bedroom door (was shut when we started) watching us. Then she slipped away. I started to say something to Sheryl who was positioned with her face away from the door but decided not to.

Sheryl and I kissed some more; she asked if I liked it. I responded that I loved it and rarely did someone bring me off orally. We’d separated but were still on the bed when Molly politely knocked on the door and asked if she could come in. Without waiting for an answer she entered, acting totally innocent of what she’d seen, and said she wanted me too. Sheryl said nothing but there didn’t seem to be any objection. Molly undressed and slid beside me. I began kissing her but she said her cunt is where my lips go. She straddled my face and pressed slit over my mouth. I sucked her, tongued her rose until she came. I thought this is heaven; having both of them and getting a good cunt licking and cumm at the same time.

After a period of calm and me thanking both of them for what I’d experienced, Molly wanted to be outside by the pool. The day was simply gorgeous; around 70. I hadn’t brought anything over for the pool so Sheryl gave me one of her bikinis. She put on one of hers; Molly went to her room and did the same.

We got some wine, fixed some snacks and took everything poolside. The water was too cold for swimming, though Molly dipped herself in and out quickly a couple of times, but we sat in the sun, lolled around munching and feeling mellow from the wine and just enjoyed the day absorbing all the sun we could.

There wasn’t a lot of serious conversation, until Molly asked her mom if she knew how she used to treat me when I came over during the summer. Sheryl said no; Molly said let me show you. Molly told me to get my towel and come over to her lounge chair; that I knew what to do. Somewhat embarrassed, though I don’t know why unless it was a flashback, I knelt on my towel by Molly's lounge, reenacting what we’d done all summer. Molly made me tell her that I loved being her slut, had me remove my top, play with my tits and then she played with them. She told me to take my bottoms off and I wiggled out until I was kneeling naked by her chair. Sheryl was drinking this whole thing in as much as her wine, softly giggling the whole time. Molly told me to play with myself. She had me admit to her mom that I’d done this every time I’d been over this summer, including doing it in front of some of her girl friends. Molly said I really didn’t need a suit and to play with cunt. I could see Sheryl totally mesmerized and her hand directly over her pussy rubbing herself. Molly caught it, too, and told her mom its okay and she really should frig off because this is so hot. Sheryl said we were outrageous, but kept palming her cunt and muttering that she wished we’d gotten to this point earlier during the summer. I kept fingering myself. Molly told me to use my other hand to rub her off. My mind was like suspended in space. I focused on Sheryl being easily led into what Molly orchestrated, taking care of her own cunt, me doing mine and Molly’s at the same time. Sheryl came quietly. Molly obviously knew it and told me to do her faster. She came then I finished frigging myself. I felt like the family whore but, Gawd, did I feel good.

I slipped my suit back on, kissed Molly then Sheryl. Molly quickly jumped in and out of the pool. Sheryl still had this look of awe on her face. Sheryl said she’d remember that trick, having me do that.

We stayed outside for a long while until we were giddy from the sun and wine. We eventually went back inside, changed into regular clothes except me in one of Sheryl’s see through nighties. We plopped on the sofa and watched the last half of the game. I fell asleep on the sofa. When I woke, Molly was sound asleep with her hand on my right tit and cuddled up against me. Sheryl was asleep also.

Around 5:00, we freshening ourselves then started dinner. Sheryl prepared and grilled steaks outside; I made the salad and nuked potatoes. Molly took advantage of the opportunity to get back on the phone with Stephanie and give her every detail of the day. I left that conversation, went outside to chat with Sheryl while she finished the steaks. We ate inside, drank more wine and had a fabulous meal. I cleaned the kitchen then around dark got ready to leave. Sheryl told me she had conversations with her friend Suzan about me and at some point we were going to get together. I told her I’d go along with whatever she wanted but from my point of view, the day had been absolutely fabulous. She agreed but said she thought some time with Suzan would add a touch of wickedness which she wanted to perfect.

I thanked and kissed them and left.