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Three to Play 3/4
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THREE TO PLAY
All of a sudden, the knob was turning and the door was opening. I
was too shocked to move. Not that I could have gone very far without
knocking poor Jessica down to the floor. There was just no two ways
about it. My sister and I had been well and truly caught! Dianne's
eyes went as round as Jessica's had during her orgasm.
"I, uh, I came back," she said, rather stupidly. (Well, we could
all see that, couldn't we) "I mean, your friend said all she did was
give you head and I figured that wasn't any real competition with
me." She took another look at Jessica and me. "Damn it, Mark. Is
that your sister? Have you been fucking your sister, too?"
Jessica finally regained enough of her senses to roll off my body
and stand up. Of course, when she did that, she also revealed the
throbbing, quivering hard-on that I'd recently developed. Dianne
gasped and took a step backward.
"It's all right, Dianne," Jessica smiled. "I'm not competing with
you, either. I'll never be a serious girlfriend to my brother. We
both just needed a good fuck because we were frustrated and lonely.
After what happened between you, Mark didn't think you wanted him
any more."
Dianne kept opening and closing her mouth like a kissing fish. It
might have been easier for her to concentrate on what Jessica was
saying if my sister had bothered to put her robe back on. Instead,
Jessica suddenly knelt at Dianne's feet and gently pressed her face
into my girlfriend's crotch!
"I can make it up to you, Dianne," Jessica whispered. "I can make
you feel real good about my relationship with my brother."
Dianne shot me a wild look that I couldn't interpret over my
sister's bobbing head. If she expected me to put a stop to Jessica's
antics, she was out of luck. I'd heard the rumors about my sister's
bisexual nature during her wild woman days, but I'd never expected
to see a sample for myself. If Dianne didn't watch out, I was going
to help Jessica pull her out of her clothes.
As it turned out, Jessica didn't need my help. Dianne began to
squirm rather helplessly as Jessica rubbed her lips at just the
right spot on the front of Dianne's jeans. Trust another woman to
locate a girl's clitoris through two layers of clothing. I relaxed
and stroked my cock, keeping it nice and hard for whatever might
develop.
Dianne suddenly reached down and pulled off her jeans and
impatiently ripped her pants down so that Jessica could get at her
naked pussy.
"Have you ever seen a live lesbian sex show, Mark?" Jessica asked
me.
"I can't say that I have."
"Well, consider it part of your liberal arts education!" With
those words, she finished stripping Dianne down to bare skin. When
the two of them cuddled side by side, I could see that my previous
speculation had been entirely right. Jessica's boobs were just the
same size as Dianne's. I probably hadn't allowed myself to notice
before today only because Jessica was, after all; my own sister.
The girls kissed and hugged, their tender hands caressing each
other's curves in a truly loving manner. Dianne had never been quite
that sensitive toward me. Had she been rougher than necessary
because she thought that's what I wanted? I was fascinated by this
glimpse into the other side of my girlfriend. Her mouth seemed to
tremble in genuine pleasure when Jessica showed her how to curl up
on the carpet in a side-by-side lesbian sixty-nine.
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