She just smiled at me and said, “It’s about time for you two. Gay or straight, you’re made for each other.” Then her gaze lost focus and her head whipped back and she screamed out another climax. I started moving again inside Mary Beth and she raised her head off of Dawn and put her hands on the sofa and pushed back against me and I hammered into her and she started a slow, keening wail and then came hard, her pussy clamping down on my cock. She yelled my name over and over and moaned as her juices coated my cock.
“Going to cum,” I panted as I slammed her fast and hard.
“In me,” she moaned.
“Fuck, fuck, oh FUCK!” I yelled and pulled her tightly against me and spurted my cum deep inside my lesbian girlfriend. Or maybe bisexual girlfriend. Just girlfriend, I decided as the waves of pleasure took me and weakened my knees, and I collapsed on top of Mary Beth and she in turn fell onto Dawn.
I held Mary Beth against me and gently rubbed her breasts and kissed her back. “Thank you,” I said. “You are a fucking awesome lover. I love you, Mary Beth.”
She shuddered in my embrace and it took me a few moments to realize that she was crying. Oh no, I thought. What had I done? And what in the world could I possibly do to make it right?
But then she turned around and wrapped her arms around me and kissed me, her tongue darting into my mouth and wrestling with mine.
“Johnny, I’ve wanted this for so long,” she said. “I fought against it and would have never initiated it, and I’d started to think that you never would either.”
I looked down at her and wiped the tears from her cheeks. She held me tight.
“I’m still a lesbian,” she said. “Or at least I think I am. I’m not attracted to men. But I am attracted to you.” She kissed me. “I want to be yours but I’m still going to want women. Is that going to be okay?”
“I think I have a solution,” Dawn said. Mary Beth squealed in my arms as Dawn moved between her legs and began to lick and suck my cum from her pussy. My overworked cock instantly became rigid again.
“Fuck me, that’s a pretty good solution,” I said. “We should take this solution to the bedroom.”
We walked upstairs and into my bedroom and laid down on my king sized bed, Dawn on one side of me and Mary Beth on the other. I suddenly realized that this was the first time the three of us were going to intentionally initiate sex as a threesome and I had no real idea how to start. I loved them both and didn’t want to hurt either of them. If I started with Mary Beth, how would Dawn feel? And vice-versa.
I was just about to voice my concerns when the girls solved it, at least for this time. Dawn rolled onto her side and kissed me, and Mary Beth moved down my body and engulfed my hard cock into her warm, wet mouth. I put one hand lightly on the back of Mary Beth’s head and my other hand found Dawn’s breasts and played with her nipples as our tongues did battle.
I had recently cum and so I figured Mary Beth would be down there for some time but it didn’t work out that way. Her mouth felt so good on my cock that after only a few minutes my body betrayed me and I felt the first tingles of an orgasm. I started bucking my hips up off the bed, face fucking her, and she must have realized that meant I was close because she increased her suction level to ‘Incredible’ and matched my thrusts.
I’ve watched some porn in my life and know that some of the guys groan when they cum, and some can actually talk through their orgasms. Me? I yell. It’s involuntary. So when I exploded onto Mary Beth’s tongue I yelled right into Dawn’s mouth. She pulled away and looked down at me as my back arched and my head whipped back and forth and I rode the rushing wave of pleasure that a great orgasm is.
“It’s fun to watch you cum, Johnny,” she said, and kissed me passionately again.
Mary Beth finished sucking me dry and let my cock pop out of her mouth. She moved back up my body and put her hand on the back of Dawn’s head. When Dawn looked up, Mary Beth drew her into a kiss. Watching them it became clear to me that Mary Beth had saved my cum in her mouth and that they were now busily swapping it back and forth between them. Improbably, my cock began to show signs of life. How many times had I already cum today? I felt like I was 18 again.
They both swallowed and finished their kiss.
“Thanks Babe, that was delish,” said Dawn.
“Yeah, it was,” Mary Beth said. “You know, I’ve sucked on fake cocks and been fucked with strap-ons, but it turns out that nothing feels like a real live cock that’s attached to a man you love. And none of my toys can do what Johnny’s cock just did.”
“It’s going to do it again pretty soon,” I said. Both girls looked down and back up at me and laughed.
“You’re insatiable,” Dawn said. “I like that in a man.
We laughed with each other and played with each other and loved each other until at last, exhausted, we fell asleep.
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I quickly came wide awake and sat up in bed. I listened hard and heard the distant tinkling of glass that indicated someone was clearing sharp remnants before reaching through a shattered window pane. On the kitchen door, I assumed.
I roused my women and told them what was happening. I reached over Dawn and opened the nightstand drawer and grabbed the Glock and thumbed the safety and handed it to her.
“I’m going downstairs. Shoot anyone that tries to come up. Got it?” She gave me a wide eyed nod.
I handed the phone to Mary Beth. “Call 911,” I said. “Tell them the address and my name and that an LAPD Pacific Division officer needs assistance. ‘Officer needs assistance.’ Those words exactly, okay?” Mary Beth nodded and dialed.
I moved to jump out of the bed but Dawn grabbed me.
“No Johnny, wait here, let’s fight them here!”
I pulled my arm away and held her face and forced her to look at me and growled, “I’m not going to let them get here. They’re not getting anywhere near you two.” I pulled out of her grasp and ran for the stairs. My bare feet made no noise as I descended. I heard muttered cursing from the direction of the kitchen and I smiled. Whoever the perp was, he’d just discovered that the kitchen door was locked by a deadbolt that required a key on the inside, and there was no key there.
I thought about grabbing a knife from the kitchen but I didn’t want to make myself a target or even let them know that I was awake and downstairs. I looked around the darkened living room for something, anything that I could use as a weapon. I settled on a copy of The Economist magazine. I rolled it as tightly as I could and held the middle of it in my right hand. A rolled up magazine can actually be a pretty formidable weapon, especially in the hands of someone who knows how to fight, but it wouldn’t be much use if my attackers had guns. I vowed that if I survived this night I would buy the shotgun I’d been considering.
I figured the guys outside were scratching their heads and trying to decide their next move. If they battered down the kitchen door or broke the sliding glass patio door they’d make enough noise to wake everyone inside and lose the element of surprise they thought they had. Same with the living room door which was also dead bolted but, unlike the kitchen door, had no small window panes to knock out. I decided that they’d either come in through the kitchen window over the sink or through one of the living room windows, and thought about where I should position myself to be ready for either approach.
As my enemies and I considered what to do next I heard the faint wail of a police siren, quickly joined by a second. I smiled as they rapidly got louder. The cavalry, right on time. If my attackers had any functioning brain cells they would have bugged out at the first hint of a siren. As the police cars pulled up outside I tossed the magazine on the coffee table and turned on the living room lights. I unlocked and opened the kitchen door, yelled for Dawn and Mary Beth to come down without the gun, and opened the front door.