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Love opened the door and on the other side there stood her blonde friend from the elevator. In her hand she held Love's electric blue thong, holding it out in front of her and twirling it on a finger, a sly grin on her face. With an unintelligible, but obviously happy, squeal Love threw her naked body at the new arrival as she entered the room. A not unexpected move apparently as the blonde seemed more than prepared for it, she seemed to look forward to it.

"Subtle Love, very subtle. Next time why don't you just hook up a red light and leave it on outside the door?"

Love giggled before responding "I had to leave something on the handle so you'd know what room I was in, and I wasn't wearing any socks, so..." ending with more giggles.

As soon as I heard the voice I knew who the blonde was, even before she lowered her wrap-around sunglasses to peer at me.

Sarah Michelle Gellar.

There were now two stars of many a midnight fantasy standing in my hotel room, and they seemed to be familiar with each other. Quite familiar. Familiar enough that Love's nudity didn't even rate a raised eyebrow from her famous friend. Interesting. Oh yeah, I almost forgot. OH MY FUCKING LORD!!! SARAH MICHELLE GELLAR WAS IN MY HOTEL ROOM!!! If there is any truth to the theory that every heart has only a certain number of beats to it, and when you use them up you die, then I should be gone in under a month, 'cause I used up about half of mine right then and there. S'okay, you'll hear no complaints from me. I'll be too busy laughing hysterically.

By now the girls had moved into the room and were standing near the dresser while I remained by the bed, too shocked by this new development to make any attempt to cover my own nakedness. Or to even be concerned about the reawakening of my cock.

Love and Sarah stood in a loose hug, each with her arms wrapped around the other, Love on my left, her head turned to look at me over her right shoulder. Sarah looked at me over her glasses, "So this is the guy? Has he been any good?"

Love nodded excitedly, "He's been the best! Can we keep him?"

Sarah laughed at the brunette's enthusiasm but wasn't quite ready to accept Love's endorsement just yet, "I don't know Love, he looks kind of small. Maybe we'd better throw him back and see if he grows any bigger."

My eyebrows went up at the implied insult but I didn't say anything, waiting to see just how serious the blonde TV star was and not wanting to alienate what was obviously a very important person in Love's life. Just how important I would find out later.

Still staring at my erection Sarah continued speaking to Love, "Have you had a good time?"

Love lifted her head from its resting place on Sarah's shoulder and whispered in the older girl's ear, getting another laugh in response, "Four times huh. Sure sounds like you've had fun."

Love whispered something else into Sarah's ear, bringing her hand up with her thumb and forefinger held a short distance apart, indicating something small, getting another laugh from her friend, "Plus a small one, I got it."

So Love had climaxed a fifth time. How had I missed that?

Love continued whispering into Sarah's ear, gesturing frequently with her hands, stopping only to listen to her friend's equally low responses before quickly starting back up again. After a couple of minutes like this I could see that Sarah was getting a little excited, her nipples poking through her blouse and her hand starting to roam on Love's back.

She was also replying to Love's murmured sentences with apparent approval and her gaze when it landed on me was far friendlier. At one point in Love's narration Sarah looked up at me with a sly smile and said with some surprise in her voice "Really!", drawing the word out somewhat, as if she were unable to believe what she had just heard unless she could prove it for herself. Given what Love and I had been doing for the last two plus hours I could only hope that she would try.

Sarah listened to Love for a few seconds more then apparently in answer to a question from the bubbly brunette she said "Okay honey, I'll give it a shot."

Love squealed in excitement and bounced in place while clapping her hands rapidly for a few seconds before throwing her arms back around Sarah's neck and placing little butterfly kisses on the light haired girls cheek. Many thoughts went through my mind as I watched Love, or more precisely Love's tits, bounce up and down, but mostly all I could think about was how could I get her to do that again. Soon.

Sarah accepted the kisses without objection then as Love quieted down some she looked at her friend and said "But is he as good as me?"

With that Sarah lowered her head to Love's right breast and sucked the brunette's nipple into her mouth. She got an immediate moan from the younger girl and Love's eyes closed as her head fell back. Sarah kept it up for a few minutes, varying between sucking Love's tit and letting her tongue circle her friend's areola, finally letting the nipple slip from her mouth with a smack of her lips.

Love's eyes opened as Sarah backed away from her chest and with a glare in my direction she said decisively, "No! In fact, he never even licked them!"

Sarah looked at me as well, disapproval written on her face, "Big mistake fella. My Love adores having her nipples sucked. Don't you baby? I've even been able to make her cum once or twice just from sucking on her boobs."

If I had needed any more proof that the two were lovers that would have been it, but I had reached that conclusion almost as soon as Sarah walked in the room, and the events of the last few minutes had done nothing to dispel my belief. This had the potential to turn into something amazing. As if the last few hours had not been amazing enough.

When I returned my attention to the two women I saw that they were kissing with increasing passion. My cock, which had deflated some while Sarah and Love were talking, then re-awakened when Love had done her impromptu bunny-hop, was suddenly at full mast again. Watching two women kiss has always been a turn-on for me. Watching two women kiss right in front of me, and not on some cheesy porno, was proving to be a huge turn-on. Make those two women Love and Sarah and I was about ready to bust a gasket.

I stood by the bed watching the pair make out while my dick throbbed, demanding that someone pay some attention to it. I briefly considered taking matters into my own hands... hand... but immediately rejected that as perhaps the stupidest idea of the millennium. Quite the accomplishment really, given we're only a few years into the new one. I was standing nude in a hotel room with Sarah Michelle Gellar and Jennifer Love Hewitt, who also happened to be nude, after having spent more than two hours having naked sweaty fun with the latter and I was considering relieving a sudden bout of horniness by beating off? What am I, stupid?

Being the genius that I am, I was quickly able to devise another plan, one that I am sure would have eluded many a lesser man. I would join them. I moved over to the pair and came up behind Love, placing my hands on her shoulders and running them down her sides and over her back, avoiding Sarah's wandering hands in the process. I quickly arrived at Love's butt and I gave her cheeks a squeeze, hopefully providing her some indication of what I had planned. I don't know whether she noticed, but she didn't stop making out with Sarah in either case. I stepped closer to Love and brushed my prick against her ass, crouching a bit and letting the head slip into her crack and go down between her legs. Love moaned loudly at the contact with her vulva.

Dragging my shaft back and forth along her slit I gave Love what I assumed was ample time to get prepared. I could feel the heat and moisture from her twat on my penis, coating it, getting it ready for entry. I crouched down a bit more and took my cock in my hand, pressing the head up so that it parted Love's labia as I continued to drag it back and forth. Love moaned again into Sarah's mouth and this time the blonde gave an answering moan of her own. After a few strokes I pressed up harder as I pulled my member backwards along Love's slit arriving at her opening and sliding right in. I stood up a little straighter and I slipped in all the way, coming to a stop with my shaft fully embedded in Love's snatch for the third time that day, my body shuddering a little from an overpowering feeling of pleasure.

Dear fucking GAWD did her pussy feel good.

You might think that because this was the third time I was in Love that I would be getting used to it by now. Or at least that I wouldn't find the experience so intense, that it wouldn't feel so fucking wonderful. But you'd be wrong. Actually, it might have felt even better than the first time, if that's possible. For one thing she felt even hotter than the first time. I'd like to think that this had something to do with me, and the prospect of another mind-blowing orgasm courtesy of my dick, but I suspect the tonsil hockey Love was playing with Sarah had more to do with it than I did. Love was really happy to see her lover again.

And Love wasn't the only one whose excitement level was being raised by the make out session unfolding before me. Watching the two starlets kiss, knowing that they were, in fact, lovers, and not just in my fevered, mildly perverted, imaginings, was really heightening my arousal. I was already excited because I was with Love Hewitt and we were both naked and I was about to fuck her. Again. Then I got more excited because I was watching Love and another of Hollywood's hottest females kissing, and that made me imagine the other things that they did together, and that got me really hot. And then Love would move a little, rubbing her body against Sarah's or tightening the muscles of her vagina, squeezing my prick tightly, or do something else that would draw my attention back to my penis, to its position nestled in Love's muff, interrupting my reverie, and reminding me about what had gotten me aroused in the first place. Only to have it start all over again. It was this never-ending spiral up the scale of arousal and there was no end in sight.

My eyes had closed as I slid into Love's sheath, and I kept them that way as I played out my little daydream. Only a few seconds passed as I absorbed all the sensations bombarding me, each one pushing me that much closer to the edge, closer to cumming, and I hadn't even taken a stroke yet. I realized that this was becoming a common theme with me, this constant fear that I was going to cum before I was ready, before I had seen to Love's pleasure. Only this time it really was different. This time Love was preoccupied with something, someone, else and was not fully involved in what I was doing. Of course she was involved, she was the one I was screwing after all, but she was much more of a passive participant than any of the previous times. The thought bothered me some.

It was right about then that Sarah pulled away from Love, interrupting their kissing and getting a disapproving moan from the brunette, to say to me "If you're going to do it then do it! Or I'll take Love to bed and you can go have a nice cold shower!"

That was more than enough to chase away any reservations I might have had about using Love just so I could get off. I was unsure what Love was going to get out of this, and doubly unsure what Sarah would get out of it, but if they weren't concerned about it then there was no reason for me to be. I started to pull my dick out of Love's pussy.

Three things happened as I did that. I gave out a long, low moan. Love moaned as well, a shorter, stuttering kind of thing, and Sarah dropped to her knees and assaulted her lover's clit.

And I thought I was excited before.

When Sarah moved down towards the floor Love was deprived of something to hold onto and as she had several times before she leaned back against my body and lifted her left hand to grab on to the back of my head. Her eyes were closed and she was already moaning loudly and continuously as Sarah licked and sucked her clitoris.

Any chance at all that I had to make this last more than a few strokes went out the window when Sarah's tongue first touched Love's clit. I couldn't actually see anything from my current position, but I've seen more than enough adult films in my lifetime to know exactly what Sarah was doing. I slammed my cock back into Love's vagina again and again and again. On only my fifth stroke I came. I didn't even have time to shout.

I came for the third time in three hours. Each time I came I thought that I would never experience such pleasure ever again in my life, that I had reached the high point, the climax of my climaxes, so to speak, and so far, each time I had been wrong. This third time had certainly been the quickest in terms of time spent reaching orgasm, and I didn't have much of a load to shoot, but in terms of intensity this time took a back seat to nothing, thanks to one of the most exciting women on the planet and the top of a blonde head that was doing all sorts of naughty things that I could only imagine. People say that the brain is the biggest erogenous zone, but I think what they really mean is that the imagination is the most powerful implement in the sexual toolbox. Except for a black strap-on dildo about yay big.

My orgasm complete I pulled out of Love, causing her to moan in protest, and I stepped back towards the bed. Love's arm dropped from around my neck and she bent over just a smidge, placing both her hands on top of Sarah's head for support. I moved to sit on the foot of the bed but misjudged the distance and barely clipped the edge, sliding to the ground and landing with a grunt. Love and Sarah also changed position as the blonde maneuvered her lover closer to the dresser. Love leaned over and placed her hands on the surface of the dresser and then lifted her right leg up, resting her knee alongside her hands. Sarah scooted under the brunette and tilted her head up and immediately began to lick and suck Love's pussy, vacuuming my cum right out of the younger girl's twat. This was new to me. I'd never seen this before, not even in a porn film. Hell, I'd never even imagined this before. This was fucking hot. Unbelievably, my dick started to get hard again.

I sat there on the floor and watched what will always remain one of the most erotic sights I have ever observed. I watched Sarah's tongue as it passed between Love's labia, sometimes lazily, long dreamy licks intended to drive Love wild with desire, sometimes vigorously, the light haired girl hitting every one of her lover's most sensitive spots with deadly accuracy in rapid fire succession. Sarah obviously took the dining part of 'Dining at the Y' very seriously as she feasted on the cocktail of my cum and Love's pussy juice as it dripped, or was coaxed, down onto her tongue. Every so often I would look down at my cock and watch as it twitched its way to full hardness without any assistance at all from me. In short order I was once again standing at attention and ready for my marching orders.

After another minute or two Sarah apparently reached the end of her meal having collected as much of my load as she was able. She moved out from under Love and stood up as she started to unbutton her blouse and kick off her shoes. Love turned to look at her lover and lowered her leg to the floor then glanced over at me and giggled. Sarah looked to Love then followed her friend's pointing finger, directing her gaze to my crotch and my by now almost painfully hard erection.

Sarah chuckled as she continued to remove her blouse, "Someone appreciated the show. Hope you don't think that's for me 'cause I am off limits to you buddy. Look, but don't touch. Got me?"

Evidently not. If I got her she wouldn't be telling me I couldn't have her. But I didn't say that out loud. Sarah held all the cards at the moment and I didn't want to do anything to make her angry. That could lead to a rapid exit by the sexy pair and I'd be left holding... my dick. All by myself. Hardly the way I wanted to end the day. I nodded my agreement as I stood up to join them.

Sarah's blouse hit the floor and she started to remove her jeans, pushing them down her legs and off, kicking them over to join her blouse. She stood there in a simple gray bra and matching panties, nothing anywhere near as provocative as Love had been wearing. Again, interesting. I used up a couple hundred more beats.

Sarah turned to Love and said "Okay missy, let's get you on the bed so I can finish what I started." before giving her a little pop on the ass and thereby causing the sexy brunette to squeal adorably.

Scampering over to the bed Love got up on the surface on all fours, crawling to the head and coming to a stop, her knees wide apart and her ass pointing back towards Sarah and me. She looked back at us over her left shoulder, her brown hair falling over her lust-filled face and partially obscuring it. Taking her left hand she reached back and slid her hand down over the top of her butt, slowly pulling her left cheek to the side, one finger pressing on her labia and trapping it, so it too was being pulled to the left, and completely opening her vagina to our view. A display so lewd I could never have imagined it coming from Love if I had not seen it firsthand. It was also another one of the many erotically charged mental pictures I had of the day that will stay with me for the rest of my life.

"I'm ready."

Dear God, so was I. I have never seen any woman go from sex kitten to slut as quickly as Love just had. My cock began to throb.

Sarah started to push passed me, "Wait your turn." then she paused and looked straight at me, "Remember, off limits."

Sarah got on the bed and lay down on her back as she took up a position under Love's snatch. She grabbed a pillow to support her head and help reduce the distance between her tongue and the cream filled treat she was about to devour. Love spread her knees just a bit more as Sarah extended her tongue and made contact with the dark haired girl's clit. Love gave out a long moan. My cock throbbed some more.

I watched Sarah eat her lover for a time from my spot at the foot of the bed, my dick chastising me for refusing to replace Sarah's tongue all the while. Meanwhile her tongue was moving through Love's folds at the same dreamy pace as it had been earlier, but without the sudden bursts she had employed when she was gathering up the remnants of my load. Love was moaning most of the time now, the only pauses coming when she inhaled sharply as Sarah teased her clit or slurped on one of her lips. The more I watched, the more I became convinced that Sarah didn't just like eating pussy, she loved it. Or to be accurate she loved eating Love's pussy. I can't really say why I reached this conclusion, but there was just something about the way Sarah was licking Love out, something... loving. That's it. Sarah's touch wasn't just that of a lover, at least not the sport-humping kind, she was caressing Love with her tongue in the way a person in love would. Sarah was in love with Love. Okay that sounds like a silly conclusion to reach based just on observing one woman lick another's snatch, but I'm telling you, if you had seen it for yourself, you would feel the same. Assuming of course that you could have resisted the impulse to drive your cock into Love's pussy long enough to watch Sarah in action.
Something I was just barely able to do.

The demands coming from my prick were becoming impossible to ignore, I could not remain on the sidelines and do nothing, and I could not push Sarah out of the way. In fact I wasn't even supposed to touch her. Was I? The woman had indirectly taken a small load of my cum, by eating it out of another woman's pussy no less, and I was supposed to sit quietly by and watch her as she continued to munch her lover's muff. I don't think so.

I put my right hand on Sarah's left ankle and slid it up her calf a bit. I kept my touch light, but not so light as to be ticklish. I wanted to see how serious she was about not letting me touch her, not get kicked in the face.

No reaction from Sarah.

Hmmm.

I moved my hand further up her calf, coming to a stop below her knee, then retreating to her ankle.

Still nothing. It looked like I wasn't as forbidden to touch as she wanted me to think.

Now for me, Sarah's legs and ass were always her best features. Especially her legs. They're damn near perfect, and if she'd been somewhat taller she could easily have made a living as a model. She's undoubtedly pretty enough and her boobs, while not as big as early pictures of her would have us believe, were large enough. But it was her legs that had captured my attention at the moment.

I positioned my left hand on Sarah's leg to see if that prompted any response from the fair haired girl but she ignored that advance as easily as she had my previous one. Feeling emboldened by the lack of any protest I leaned over and placed a kiss on Sarah's left calf.

Still nothing.

I followed up with a series of kisses up the side of her calf to her knee, stopping once again to gauge her reaction. Nothing from Sarah but oddly enough Love let out a scream at that moment and I quickly looked up to the head of the bed to see the blonde happily sucking her lover's clit enthusiastically into her mouth. It was only then that I noticed that Sarah was no longer making any of the noises she had been when she first began eating Love out. I mentally reviewed the last few minutes and realized that Sarah had stopped her verbalizations about the same time I first laid my hand on her ankle. Maybe I was being watched more closely than I thought.

For the next five minutes or so I continued my tentative advance up Sarah's legs, caressing and kissing her flesh, moving up her leg then retreating to evaluate any reaction, or lack thereof, and then forging on all the way to the top of her thigh. She had told me that she was off limits to me and that I could look, but not touch. And then I had spent the last few minutes running my hands up and down her legs, and she had done nothing to stop me. So it didn't seem implausible to me that she hadn't really meant it when she said I couldn't touch her, and if that was true, and I could freely touch her legs, then maybe I could touch her elsewhere. Maybe even an intimate elsewhere. It was decided. I was going in.

I paused for a few seconds without doing anything more, not even stroking the velvety soft skin that surrounded me. I was taking a pretty big chance here, risking Sarah's anger which would almost certainly displease Love and quite likely lead to the two women leaving my room. Or Sarah might just rip my balls off. It was a tossup really.

I might have gotten a little further if I had continued to take it slow, but I didn't. So I didn't. My next move was to place my entire hand on Sarah's crotch, on top of the panties of course. I was impatient, not suicidal.

I was struck by two things, well three if you count Sarah's hand. The first thing that struck me was that Sarah did not appear to have any bush whatsoever above her vagina. My hand had only been in place for a few moments before I was shooed away, but it was enough to register a complete lack of pubic hair where Sarah's bush should be. Not the most earth-shattering news perhaps, but I found it interesting. The second thing I noticed was the almost nonchalant way Sarah had responded to my invasion. For someone who had so adamantly stated that she was off limits and I could only look, but not touch, her reaction to my impudence was surprisingly tame. I paused to mull over the meaning of her response and to reflect on my next move.

As I contemplated my options, I turned my full attention to the lesbian muff diving taking place at the top of the bed. While I was thinking, and for the entire time I had been advancing up Sarah's lower half before that, the blonde actress had been busy shoving her tongue as deeply into Love's twat as she could and collecting every drop of the busty brunette's milky white cream. The fact that she was still doing so, so many minutes later, caught me a little by surprise. I would have thought that Love would have climaxed by now, especially given how aroused she was after I had finished fucking her. But then, if Love had reached orgasm while I was otherwise occupied with Sarah I probably would have noticed.

That is not to say that I had become indifferent to what Sarah and Love were doing, paying them no mind while I focused on the older girl's dazzling legs. No, even while I was carrying out my inspection of Sarah's lower limbs part of my attention was always directed to the two women who were so thoroughly enjoying themselves on my bed. I mean, come on, could you tear your eyes away from the sight of Sarah Michelle Gellar eating Jennifer Love Hewitt's pussy if it was happening a mere two feet away? I think not. No, I was just surprised Love could hold off her orgasm for as long as she had.

As it turned out, I need not have been surprised. Love had nothing to do with the delay in her climax, in fact, she was doing her darnedest to reach it. This became obvious as I watched Sarah working over her younger lover. The blonde was expert at bringing Love to the verge of orgasm, to her own personal event horizon, and holding her there, needing just the tiniest nudge to go spinning into ecstasy, only to deny her need, pulling her back from the edge at the last moment then sending her reeling back to the brink. How many times this cycle had been repeated while I was focused on Sarah I did not know. Judging from Love's frustration level it had happened at least once too often.

"Oh God Sarah yes! That's it baby, right there right there! Oh God Oh God Oh God Oh Sarah I'm gonna cummmmm! I'm gonna... NO! NOT AGAIN! SAARAAH! Don't stop, please don't stop! I'm so close baby. So close... Ooh, yeah baby. That's it, right there!"

Even when she was whining in frustration I could not help but find Love adorable.

I waited until Sarah appeared once again to be fully engaged with Love's twat before I moved my hand back onto her thigh. I slowly slid my hand back to its spot on top of Sarah's panties, right above her slit. Pausing just long enough to give her a chance to chase me away again I moved my hand down, brushing her clit with my fingertips. Sarah groaned at the contact and reached down to push my hand away, but not really trying too hard. She waved at my hand with hers twice then immediately brought it back up to its original resting place on Love's ass, leaving me almost exactly where she found me.

That settled it. She didn't really mean what she said about me not touching her. I'd given her two chances to demonstrate how serious she was and she had not taken either one. I was no more forbidden to touch Sarah's flesh than I was Love's. Now I just had to get those damn panties off.

My hand was still lying quietly on Sarah's crotch and I rubbed my thumb over her clit once more. Another groan, a little longer this time. An idea popped into my head and with a devious grin on my face I moved my right hand up to Sarah's waistband and gathered the material up in my hand, pulling her panties up into her vulva, and giving her a first-class cameltoe in the process. Keeping my eyes on the activities at the top of the bed I could see Sarah's hand lift away from Love's butt, getting ready to swoop down and stop me if needed, but waiting to see how far I pushed the envelope. My grin growing wider I moved my hand back and forth and rubbed the material of Sarah's panties over her clit. Another groan and her hand closed in a fist. I stopped. Sarah's hand unclenched.

But I wasn't finished testing the limits yet, not by a long shot. I still had the material of Sarah's panties gathered in my fist and the fabric had continued to slip up into the blonde's twat, more and more of her outer labia being exposed and confirming my earlier supposition. Sarah waxed her beaver.

I was sorely tempted to run my finger along the smooth skin of her lips but the fear of being chased away by Sarah's hand stopped me. This didn't mean I wasn't going to do anything, it just meant that if I was going to be smacked down it was going to be for something worthy. But first, one last test of the boundaries.

Bringing my face to within a fraction of an inch of Sarah's flesh I extended my tongue and licked the skin where the blonde's leg met her crotch, licking up and away toward her hipbone. Sarah's hand remained in place cupping Love's butt cheek. Another lick along the same line but closer to the fair haired girl's labia. Not even a finger moved. It was now or never. I licked Sarah's puffy outer lips, up the left side and quickly down the right, my tongue tingling with excitement as it traversed this most intimate of places on Sarah's body. When I got back down to where I had started I pulled back and waited, wondering what Sarah would do in response.

Absolutely nothing. Her tongue continued to move placidly in Love's snatch as if she was unaware of my transgression.

I was right, she was bluffing when she told me I couldn't touch her. Not only had I touched her, but I had kissed, licked and fondled my way up to her vagina and she had barely even noticed. Even when I had licked her exposed lips she had done nothing to stop me. Not allowed to touch her. Piffle.

Cackling to myself like some mad scientist in a bad movie I grabbed Sarah's panties in my hand and proceeded to pull them off to one side, preparing to slip my tongue fully between her lips for the first time and getting a good look at her bare pussy while I was at it.

I never even saw her hand move when she punched me in the side of the head. All those years on Buffy had certainly paid off – the girl can pack a wallop. I quickly reconsidered my decision to go down on Sarah at that point in time. Maybe later. Yes, later would be better. After the ringing in my ears went away.

Right about then I heard Love begin yet another climb toward orgasm, her voice a touch raspy from all the moaning and screaming she had done so far that day, especially in the last twenty or so minutes, "Oh Sarah yes! Oh Sarah Oh Sarah!... Oh God Oh God Oh God Oh Sarah I'm gonna cummmmm! I'm gonna... SARAH!!!"

Love threw her head back as her orgasm struck, any further cries of ecstasy cut off as every muscle in her body constricted and she flooded Sarah's waiting mouth with her pussy juice, the blonde's tongue happily jumping from spot to spot in an effort to capture every drop as it exited Love's twat. When it was finally over Love sank to the bed, lying on her stomach, her face buried in the pillows as she slowly recovered from her climax.

For her part Sarah needed no time to recover, she just popped out from underneath Love, smacking her lips and exclaiming, "Damn that was good!"

I looked from the prone brunette to the happy blonde and back again and I was forced to agree. That was good. Even I had enjoyed it and all I had done was watch.

Her focus no longer on pleasuring Love, Sarah turned her attention to me, giving me an appraising look. Just when I thought she would comment on my wandering hands, and tongue, she surprised me, electing not to say anything about them, at least for the moment.

"Could I have something to drink please? Love honey? You want something to drink?"

"Mmfff nt vng! Lv mm own!"

Well that's what it sounded like to me. Love's face was still hidden by the pillows.

"What was that sweetie? I couldn't hear you."

"Ized eeev mm own!"

Sarah bent down and placed a kiss on Love's perfect ass, "Nope, sorry, still couldn't understand. Would you repeat that?" Her tongue moving between Love's cheeks after she finished her statement and getting a giggle from her younger lover.

Love lifted her head high enough from the pillows when she answered this time, "I said, Take your tongue out of my butt and leave me be woman! I need a nap!"

Sarah took another little lick at Love's asshole before replying, "That's what I thought you said. But I asked if you wanted something to drink."

Love popped her head back up from the bed, turning to look my way as she said "Ooh, yes please! I'd like an Evian with a twist."

Sarah turned from her friend and repeated the order to me, "She'll have an Evian with a twist and I'd like a bottle of Poland Springs, or if you don't have that I'll take a diet soda with lime please."

I looked down at my still throbbing erection then back up to the half-naked blonde, but she had moved up to the head of the bed and was laying on her side whispering into Love's ear, the bed shaking slightly as the dark haired girl giggled in response. I guess I was going to go get the girls something to drink.

The minibar was outside the bathroom proper, in a small area, tucked under the vanity sink and mirror. I went over to it and opened the door, rummaging through the contents as I looked for the girls' beverage of choice. Finding both Evian and Poland Springs in the well-stocked unit, but neither lemon nor lime slices, I stood up and regarded myself in the mirror. The image that looked back at me with slightly mussed hair was wearing an amused look, one corner of the mouth turned up in the beginnings of a grin. I tried to straighten my mouth out, to wipe the grin away, but I simply couldn't. I shrugged and the grin got wider. Considering the day I was having I think I can be forgiven for feeling a little pleased with myself.

More giggles were coming from the bedroom and I heard Sarah say, somewhat intriguingly, "No, the other way! Hurry up! He'll be back soon!" That got my attention.

Gathering up the water for the ladies, and a Coke for myself, I headed back into the bedroom, getting no more than three or four feet before coming to a full stop. Sarah and Love were where I had left them, on the bed, but not exactly how I had left them. Not by a long shot.

Sarah was now as naked as Love, and she was lying across the bed with her right foot on the edge nearest me, her leg bent at the knee. Her left leg was flat on the bed, her calf and ankle extending out over the side. I took a long look at the nude blonde, soaking in the sight of her breasts - the nipples a little larger and a little browner than Love's, but no less erect – then moving down to her vagina, quickly noting that I was correct, Sarah was waxed completely bald, at least so far as I could see, my view being partially obscured by Love's head.

That's actually what had brought me to a crashing halt as I reentered the bedroom, not Sarah's nudity, although that probably would have been enough to do the trick anyway. No, I don't mean Love's head either. It was what she was doing with it, or rather her tongue, and her fingers, that stopped me.

Thinking back on it I realize how silly it was, but at the time the sight of Love lying on her stomach on the bed with most of her legs hanging off the foot, two fingers from her left hand buried in Sarah's pussy as she worked over the older girl's clit with her tongue really took me by surprise. I mean, I knew they were lovers, I knew they were sexually intimate with each other, hell I'd watched Sarah spend the better part of a half-hour with her tongue shoved in Love's twat, but somehow I had never really thought about what happened after Sarah removed her tongue from Love's box. It had just never occurred to me that then it would be Love's turn to pleasure Sarah. Until I witnessed it for myself. I felt a by now very familiar throb from my dick.

I watched as Love worked Sarah's clit with enthusiasm, her zeal for licking carpet evidently as strong as her love of sword swallowing. A thought popped into my mind, sidetracking me momentarily, can it still be considered licking carpet, or rug munching, when the girl is bald, as Sarah was? Or would it more accurately be likened to licking linoleum or tile, or anything that can be waxed? As quickly as they came to me I dismissed the thoughts as the irrelevant distraction they were. It was right about then that Sarah lifted her head from its resting place on her right arm and noticed that I was standing there.

"There you are. For a second I thought you'd found something more entertaining in the bathroom..."

We both smiled at the thought. My smile got wider as my eyes drifted back down to Love's tongue, and, not so coincidentally, Sarah's naked pussy.

"... Since you were such a good boy, and you mostly obeyed all the rules..." I did? Where was I when this was going on? She must be thinking of someone else because the only rule I remember was being told I couldn't so much as touch Sarah and that I most certainly did not obey. "... I figure you deserve a reward..." Oh, those rules. Uh huh, yep, obeyed them all I did. Every single last one of 'em. "... so because you were good, you get to have me. Anyway you want, any hole you want. But first..."

"Hey I saw that movie. It was pretty good too. You were great by the way."

Sarah smiled at the compliment but otherwise ignored my interruption, "... but first I want to see how good you are at eating pussy. See if you're as good as Love says. After that you get your reward."

My mind was cluttered with too many thoughts for a moment, excitement about being able to go down on Sarah, pride about Love complimenting my muff diving skills, brief flashbacks from the movie Cruel Intentions, even more excitement as I thought about Sarah's promise to let me have her in any hole, quick thoughts that Bittersweet Symphony was one of the best things Jagger and Richards ever wrote, and, just completely out of left field the thought that I had forgotten to put the milk back in the refrigerator before I left home. Separating the wheat from the chaff I quickly zeroed in on the most important item from the list. No, not the milk.

"So you're saying if I want to I can do you in the ass?"

Sarah looked over at Love who had stopped what she was doing shortly after the blonde started to talk to me and in a somewhat exasperated tone complained, "Why is it every time I tell a guy he can have me in any hole he wants he immediately chooses my ass?"

Love shrugged, but to me the look on her face said the answer was obvious, if you're going to give them the choice, don't be surprised when they choose the one place they're normally not allowed to go.

Thinking that Sarah might not be serious I decided it would be best to respond as if she were joking, "I saw that movie too. Not so good. Hey, you weren't in that!"

For a second I thought I might have miscalculated but then Sarah looked up at me and with a wry smile said "Yes, you can do me in the ass. Hell, if you're as good as Love says I might even get to enjoy it this time."

With the essentials covered I moved over to the side of the bed and knelt on the floor by Sarah. She brought her left foot onto the bed to join the right, both legs now bent at the knee and spread wide. Love joined me on the floor as I raised my hand to caress Sarah's calf. I was looking intently at the fair-haired girl's bald slit, my mouth gone dry as I thought about what I would be doing in just a few short seconds. It occurred to me that when those few short seconds had passed, and I was in the act of eating Sarah's pussy, that I would have been privileged to have had a sexual encounter with both Love and Sarah. On the same day no less! How does one man get to be so lucky? I quickly chased the thought out of my mind for fear that the powers that be would notice the same thing and decide one man should not get to be that lucky.
When Sarah cleared her throat it successfully interrupted my reverie and I glanced up to see her looking back at me with one eyebrow raised. Her meaning was clear, get busy or get out of the way. Well, there was zero chance I was getting out of the way, so, I got busy.

The first thing I did was to slide both my hands up the length of Sarah's legs, starting at the ankles and moving up to the bent knees then down the expanse of her thighs, bringing them together just below the older girl's groin. I looked again at Sarah's bald vulva, already puffy with desire and starting to spread of their own accord, her inner lips and mostly hooded clit peeking out from between them. With my thumb I traced Sarah's outer labia, taking the same path I had taken earlier with my tongue and this time getting a low moan of pleasure in response. I took a quick look up to Sarah but she had raised her upper body to rest on her elbows and was watching my hands intently, her brow furrowed as she concentrated on the sensations coming from her crotch. I added my other thumb, placing one on each side of Sarah's slit, and gently coaxed her lips further apart, allowing her inner labia to appear and start to spread themselves, traces of moisture already in evidence as the blonde's arousal level continued to increase, the dark gray flesh of her channel... Dark gray? Well that's just wrong.

I peered closely into Sarah's pussy, trying to determine what the hell I was looking at. Glancing up at the light haired girl once again I was met with a look of gentle inquiry, nothing that would indicate Sarah was aware of anything unexpected going on between her legs. Not seeing what I was looking for in Sarah's expression I peeked over at Love who was making a valiant attempt at mirroring her blonde lover's questioning look but who could not prevent a few giggles from ruining the effort. That cinched it. Those two were up to something.

Returning to my examination of the erstwhile Slayer's vagina I took another look at the gray mass seemingly wedged in her canal when it hit me. I had it. I knew what I was looking at now. With a smile on my face I temporarily ignored the gray blob and took my first real taste of Sarah Michelle Gellar's pussy.

Bringing my mouth down I placed a small, but lengthy, kiss directly on Sarah's clit, the sheer intimacy of the act sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. After that single kiss I extended my tongue and began to lick around the sensitive nub, hoping that by going immediately for the pleasure center I could rapidly make Sarah's snatch into a big sopping gooey mess. A mess which I would then get to clean up. Seemed fair to me.

From Sarah's clit I moved downward, licking down her lips and slurping up whatever cream of hers I encountered. I was careful not to probe too far into the blonde's vagina with my tongue, not yet anyway, keeping my explorations close to the surface for the time being. When I'd had enough of licking the length of Sarah's vulva I started to suck on her inner lips, first singly and then both at the same time, gathering them into my mouth and tugging lightly, nipping them gently with my teeth before releasing them only to start all over again. As I did this Sarah's head had fallen back between her shoulders and she was moaning loudly, the increase in fluids coming from her twat echoing the pleasure she was feeling.

Love was not idle while I was working my tongue through Sarah's folds. She had scooted onto the bed next to her lover and had started to fondle the older girl's smaller breasts, paying close attention to the nipples while she whispered into Sarah's ears. I have no idea what she was saying to the light haired woman but every now and then Sarah would force an answer out through gritted teeth, repeating over and over "Yes!" Of course my return to her clit may have had something to do with her exclamations.

We continued like this for a while, I was moving constantly back and forth between Sarah's labia and her clit, never really sticking my tongue too deeply into her vagina. In spite of the absence of that stimulation, or maybe even because of it - anytime I got close to plunging my tongue up her channel Sarah would almost scream with desire, begging me to continue in vain – I was having no problem edging the blonde woman closer and closer to an orgasm, her moans almost non-stop by now. I had started to increase the force of my suction on Sarah's lips, pulling them further away from her body and holding them while I suckled, then releasing them to spend some time doing something similar to her clit. I toyed with the idea of teasing the older girl as she had teased Love, bringing her to the brink of climax only to refuse to provide the last bit of stimulation she would need to cross over, but decided not to. This was my first time going down on Sarah, I didn't want it to be my last time also.

Instead I started to focus once again on Sarah's clit, using my tongue and lips and occasionally even my teeth to rouse her, eventually settling on the old standby, drawing out the letters of the alphabet with the tip of my tongue directly on her clit. Yeah it wasn't the most original sexual act ever devised but sometimes you just can't beat the classics. And it was getting the job done.

Sarah's upper body was back down flat on the bed now and as I slashed and crossed my way through the alphabet on her clit her back started to arch as her moans became one long indistinguishable howl of pleasure broken only by her gasps for air. Love was torn between sucking on her lover's nipples and watching Sarah's face or sucking the nipples and watching me as I licked and slurped on her best friend's pussy. In the end she decided she'd rather watch Sarah's expression as she climaxed and turned her body so that she was facing toward the blonde's head. Which worked out well for me 'cause now I could suck Sarah's clit while watching Love's ass wiggle as she moved on the bed. Yet another image added to my collection and another item on my sexual to-do list. Stick tongue in Love's asshole again.

Having just finished my second run through the alphabet I was moving on to drawing simple pictures, a house, a cloud, a tree, Picasso's Guernica, when Sarah's hands slammed onto my head and she screamed "Ah ffff... I'm cumming!!" her back arching and her entire body lifting off the bed supported only by her feet and the top of her head.

I moved with Sarah, lifting up as her groin rose from the bed, keeping my mouth in place to capture whatever juices managed to leak out of her cunt. Of course there was another reason to keep my mouth fixed on Sarah's pussy, besides the fact that it was making me very happy to keep my tongue where it was I mean. There was still the small matter of the gray mass wedged up her vagina to be dealt with. The time had come, or cum if you prefer.

As Sarah's climax peaked and started to wind down she fell back to the bed and I once again moved with her. With her ass back where it began I started to drill my tongue into her snatch again, using the tip to work the blob to a point where I could just barely grab it with my teeth, latching on and pulling, back and back and back, moving away from Sarah until, finally, the last bit pulled out of her beaver and I was left with her sodden, cum-soaked gray panties dangling from my teeth.

Love applauded happily as I knelt there with the panties hanging from my mouth like a dog that has just fetched a stick. And like that dog I was feeling pretty pleased with myself at my accomplishment. If I had a tail it probably would have been wagging right about then.

"Sarah look! He got them!"

Sarah lifted her head and regarded me, her skin glowing from her climax, her eyes partly closed and her breathing still a bit labored but returning to normal, looking very much like Love had after the first time I had brought her to orgasm, "I see that honey. Love told me you had a talented tongue, I wanted to see just how talented. By the way the panties are my gift to you."

Ooh a gift! Almost dripping with Sarah's cum no less. I held the panties to my nose and inhaled deeply.

Both women rolled their eyes at that and Love turned to face Sarah saying excitedly, "See! I told you he was good. Do you believe me now?"

"I believe you Love. He was... adequate."

Adequate! I made her scream in pleasure! She practically launched right off the bed! Adequate!

Love gave her lover a playful slap on the thigh, "Sarah! Stop it. Don't mind her she's just teasing you. It's her second favorite pastime. I can tell you, anytime she screams like that you know you're doing a great job! Even I don't make her howl every time!"

Sarah reached up and caressed the brunette's cheek as she said "Yeah you do." Love beamed at her friend "Every touch, every kiss..." she turned her head and kissed the palm stroking her skin, "... makes every nerve ending on my body scream with pleasure."

The two girls smiled at each other, their love for one another more evident in that look than at any other time that day. After a few seconds Love's look changed to a more self-satisfied one as she considered Sarah's words.

"So you're saying that if I do this..." Love circled Sarah's nipple with a finger "... that makes you want to scream in pleasure?"

"Yessss." Sarah drew the word out.

"What about this?" Love leaned over and gently licked and sucked the same nipple, causing Sarah to gasp softly.

"Oh! Yes!"

"And this?" She dragged her finger lightly over Sarah's abdomen, the muscles jumping in response to the tickling sensation.

Not even waiting for a response from her friend Love slid off the bed and took my place between the blonde's legs, "And what about this? Does this bring you pleasure?" With that the brown haired girl closed the remaining distance and drove her tongue into Sarah's still creamy pussy, slurping up all of the blonde's fresh cum and swallowing it with gusto.

Sarah's only response was a throaty, lust-filled, "Love!"

I watched Love's tongue move in her best friend and lover's snatch, gathering up the blonde's milky white juice then sliding it into her mouth and down her throat with an approving sound. My cock was as hard as it had been all day, which, when you considered everything I had witnessed and experienced, was really saying something about how hot the display going on before me actually was. Of course it helped that I had just finished washing Sarah's insides myself, but watching Love as she licked and nibbled and sucked her way around her lover's pussy was definitely having an impact. Sarah was silent this time but her breathing was picking up again and her head was starting to thrash back and forth on the bed and she looked like she was already close to cumming. These two were so responsive to each other it was awe-inspiring. I quickly looked for a safe place to put Sarah's panties. The action was escalating rapidly and I wanted to be ready to move at a moment's notice.

If you have never seen two women making love I strongly suggest you do everything in your power to do so as soon as possible. I'm not talking about renting a porno, or even picking up a couple of strippers and paying them to fool around with each other. I'm talking about two real, live, loving women. Women who are in love and know how to show it to each other. I guarantee you it will be one of the most beautiful sights you have ever seen. And outrageously hot. Just try to make sure the women are as gorgeous as Love and Sarah. That shouldn't be too hard, right?

Love kept at it for some minutes longer, edging Sarah closer and closer to another climax, before she pulled away and with a smack of her lips declared "I think she's just about ready!" I admired the younger girl's willpower, I'd never be able to move away from a pussy like Sarah's when she was mere moments away from orgasm.

I didn't even bother asking what she was ready for. I waited just barely long enough for Love to move out of the way before I took hold of my cock and plunged into Sarah's hot, dripping pussy. Unlike my times with Love I did not pause to savor my first sensations of being inside Sarah's cunt. Oh I was aware, hyper-aware you could even say, of the wet heat of her and of how wonderfully tight she was, but I was so aroused by the show Love had put on as the brunette sucked Sarah's cum from her snatch that I could not stop to soak in the feeling of being inside yet another of my biggest crushes. I had to fuck her. Any soaking in I was going to do would have to be done on the fly, so to speak.

Sarah didn't even have time to miss Love's tongue before I was sliding into her, filling her with my prick and hammering in and out of her twat. Not that she was complaining. Just the opposite in fact. The second the head of my dick slipped between her lips she shouted her approval, throwing her head back and exhorting me in no uncertain terms to fuck her hard, timing her words to coincide with every thrust of my prick.

"OH FUCK YEAH! Fuck. Me. Hard. Yeah. Fuck. Me. So. Fucking. Hard. So. Fuck. Hard!"

I found it remarkably easy to give her what she wanted.

Thwack, thwack, thwack. The sound of our flesh repeatedly smacking together filled the room. I continued to piston in and out of Sarah as fast as I was able to, leaving no energy for anything extraneous, like talking, or making any sound other than involuntary grunts and moans as the pleasure engulfed me. Sarah, too, had stopped talking after her initial urges for me to fuck her hard, instead locking her eyes with mine and using them to press me onward, to keep the pace up, daring me to give her the thoroughly satisfying rutting she desired. And Love was also silent as she slipped back off the bed and took up a position behind us where she could watch every inch of my cock thrusting in and out of her lover's pussy, watch as Sarah's labia molded themselves to my shaft, pulling away from her body and coating me with her cream as I backed out, almost as if they were trying to prevent me from exiting. I could feel Love's hand as it roamed our combined bodies, occasionally resting on my butt, squeezing the flesh briefly before moving down to caress my balls gently and then moving on to stroke Sarah's flesh before returning once again to another part of my anatomy.

At this point you might be wondering what was going through my mind as I fucked Sarah. Wondering, in those brief moments when I wasn't actually ecstatically thinking about the fact that I was fucking Sarah, whether I was comparing the experience with my times with Love, comparing the sensations and trying to decide which one of the two was better to fuck. I don't mean technically, as in which girl had the better skills, I mean the intangible, completely subjective question of which one it felt better to be inside of. Well I can tell you in all honesty, I wasn't. No, seriously, I was not thinking about that at all, in fact, it never even occurred to me.

You have to remember, I was in the middle of living out not one, but two of my biggest fantasies in one day. To me, Love and Sarah are two of the hottest women on the planet and I had been fantasizing about them, separately and together, since Buffy debuted and IKWYDLS was in the theatres, and that was what? 1997? So here I was and I had already spent a few hours dipping my wick or my tongue in every one of Love's holes, living out just about every one of the fantasies I had about her and now, after having already done all that with Love, now I get to start all over again with Sarah! Can you imagine what that was like for me? How beyond exciting it was? I was like a six-year old at Disneyland at Christmastime. To one side of me was Mickey Mouse and to the other was Santa Claus, only no one was telling me I had to choose one over the other, no, not at all. Instead I was being told I could play all day with both of them and I got to choose the rides we went on. So, no, I was not spending any effort at all on comparing the two lovelies, I was having far too good a time simply experiencing them.

Sarah and I had been pounding away at the same rapid pace for quite a few minutes by now and I was beginning to feel the strain. Sweat had started forming on my forehead and neck some time back and was rolling down my body to mix with the perspiration on Sarah's skin and my breathing was growing increasingly ragged. I had just begun to consider a change of technique when I felt Sarah's hands wrap tighter around my neck and her legs started to squeeze together around my waist and she found her voice for the first time in minutes.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, OH FFFFFUCCCCKKKKKK!!!"

Sarah came for the second time and she came hard. Her arms and legs gripped me tighter, pulling me into her and her face scrunched up, eyes closed and mouth drawn in a straight line, looking like, well, frankly, me when I'm cumming after a particularly rousing session. At least from the way people have described it to me.

From 60 to 0 in 1.5 seconds I came to a dead stop as I felt the muscles in Sarah's pussy rhythmically clenching my cock, massaging my shaft as the waves of her climax worked their way through her body. I remained poised above her body unmoving, waiting for her orgasm to run its course and I could begin to move inside her once again.

When Sarah's muscles at last unlocked and her climax had passed she looked up at me and before I could do anything said "Roll over. I'll drive for a while."

Clinging to each other I did as she requested rolling to my left, closer to the head of the bed, and when I was on my back Sarah settled herself once again on my member, her knees on the bed and her hands resting lightly on my chest. After a couple of small adjustments she began to move slowly on top of me, lifting up and dropping back down, her strokes growing in length as she got more comfortable.

"Ooh, I like this view even better!"

Sarah and I both chuckled at Love's enthusiastic endorsement of her lover's current arrangement bouncing on my rod but that didn't stop the blonde from making further modifications. She brought her feet up flat on the bed so that she was now squatting on my cock and placed her hands on my shoulders, leaning forward so she could reach them more easily. When she was satisfied she began to bounce on me again, but this time she was doing far more than simple up and down motions, this time she added a back and forth sawing of her pelvis that caused her clit to grind against me, mixing in some swivels of her hips clockwise, my dick being pushed to the right then forward then to the left and back down again before she switched back to either sawing or grinding.

We went on like that for a while before Love either grew bored or got too horny to remain a silent observer off to the side of the bed. The brunette climbed up next to me and we started to kiss while Sarah continued to ride me, eyes closed in concentration and mouth open just a bit as soft cries of pleasure worked their way passed her lips. As we kissed I cupped Love's left breast, gently squeezing the flesh, and when we broke the kiss I ducked my head down a little and brought the nipple to my mouth, closing my lips around the erect nub and sucking one of Love's tits for the first time as she threw her head back and let out a long moan of pleasure.

That got Sarah's attention and she opened her eyes to watch as I licked and sucked on her lover's breast. Some time later the blonde lifted her right hand off my shoulder to stroke Love's side and the younger girl pulled away from me and began to place small kisses on her lover's skin, working her way down the older girl's body until she arrived out our coupled groins, her tongue fluttering from my shaft to Sarah's clit and back again, enhancing our pleasure as she took some of her own.
After a while, as Love grew more enthused, Sarah coaxed the brunette back up her body and when the brown haired head was within reach she began whispering to her best friend, words like "face" and "turns" about the only things I could hear. Whatever Sarah was saying Love was responding excitedly, interspersed with more giggles of course, and when it was done the two fell into a long kiss.

This time Sarah slowly came to a stop on top of me as she kissed her lover, one hand again leaving my shoulder so she could cup Love's cheek as they made out, but that didn't mean I had to stop as well. The blonde was still in a crouch above me, my cock firmly planted in her pussy, and by placing my feet flat on the bed I was able to lift my hips up, driving my dick deeper into Sarah then falling back to the bed again, repeating the movement rapidly and causing the pair to break the kiss as the older girl moaned in delight.

Love took that opportunity to put into motion whatever plan she and Sarah had cooked up and she began to shift on the bed, her knees coming even with my shoulders before she lifted one leg up and threw it over my body, straddling me and facing her girlfriend, my face once again inches away from her juicy snatch. I really liked this plan.

Quickly grabbing a pillow from the top of the bed I propped my head up and with my hands on her hips I guided Love until she was where I wanted her, still a couple of inches from my face, her entire nether region within easy reach, enabling me to pick and choose upon which part of that particular area of her anatomy I would focus my tongue. As much as I would have loved it if Love had simply sat her entire pussy right on my mouth I still had some items on my sexual to-do list that had to be completed and this was a wonderful opportunity for me to get my tongue back in the sexy starlet's perfect asshole. Besides, I could always pull her down those last couple of inches when I was done with her butt.

While I was guiding Love onto my tongue Sarah had taken control once again of the action down at our joined pelvises, resuming her bouncing, grinding and swiveling movements while I inserted my tongue back into the place where the entire days adventure had started. At the risk of being redundant I would say that Love was if anything even wetter than the last time I had my tongue in her twat, but that would imply that I was surprised to find her so aroused when really I wasn't. Since the moment Love and Sarah joined me on that elevator my arousal had been spiraling upward, with momentary plateaus each time I reached orgasm before beginning its upward climb again. What had started out as the fulfillment of one of my life's biggest fantasies had turned into the realization of two. I was having sex, outrageously hot sex, with two of the most beautiful women on the planet. Hell I couldn't even remember the last time my dick had been soft. So it should come as no surprise to anyone to find that both Love and Sarah were having similar reactions. Not that I was the fulfillment of one of their fantasies per se, although in a generic kind of way maybe I was. Maybe they had always wanted to share a lover, someone who could give them pleasure in ways they could not provide to each other, but still allow them the freedom to indulge themselves whenever they wanted to focus on one another. Maybe that's why it seemed that both girls were growing more aroused as the day progressed instead of being sated. Or maybe they were just like this all the time.

My tongue was plunging in and out of Love's muff while Sarah was doing a slamdance on my pole and all three of us were grunting and groaning and moaning, and occasionally screaming, out our pleasure at the sensations. I was just about to get lost in Love's folds when I remembered why I had stopped her from smothering my face in the first place. I wanted to place a check mark next to one of the items on my to-do list, but that meant removing my tongue from Love's snatch. Damn! For a moment I was possessed with the irrational desire for two tongues, one each for Love's twat and asshole. But of course that would leave me unable to fill all of Sarah's holes, so really, I would need two dicks as well. Two tongues and two dicks. I bet that would get me a lot of dates.

Dismissing the silly thoughts I reluctantly, you have no idea how reluctantly, extracted my tongue from the dark haired girl's beaver and slid it back over the perineum to slip the tip once again into her asshole. That's when I remembered why I had wanted to do this in the first place. Love's asshole was almost as scrumptious as her cunt. I started to get into it, stiffening my tongue into a point and driving it into Love's sphincter, getting little squeals of muffled pleasure from the bouncy brunette, muffled, I assume, because she and Sarah were busy locking lips again. My displeasure at having to leave Love's creamy box behind was a thing of the past, the thrill of rimming her asshole momentarily taking its place as I mentally marked my to-do list. Stick tongue in Love's asshole. Again. Check.

It was only a couple of minutes later when I heard Sarah mumble to her lover "Switch."

Without any warning they both lifted themselves off me, Love removing her delicious bottom half from my face while Sarah took away her hot, tight pussy from my cock. I looked on in bewilderment as they moved on the bed, Love moving south to my hips while Sarah came up next to my head, finally understanding what was about to happen when the younger girl reached out with one hand and grabbed my shaft, holding me upright as she swung a leg over my body.

I missed the rest of what she did because at the same time Sarah was throwing a leg over my head, but before she completed the motion she stopped and looked down at me and asked "Are you going to give me a rim job also?" My only answer was a wicked smile and she smiled back as she said "Good!" and continued to position herself so that her vagina was easily accessible to my tongue.

I didn't immediately shove my tongue into Sarah's dripping twat, waiting until Love had lowered herself onto me, my penis inside her for the, I don't know how many times it was, I'd lost count by then. When she bottomed out she wiggled delightfully in place for a few seconds, adjusting once more to the presence of my shaft, then she began a slow climb up the length of my rod, coming to a stop with just the tip inside her before beginning an equally slow descent. I could almost picture her face as she rode me, eyes closed in concentration, maybe the tip of her tongue sticking out just the slightest bit, looking adorable as always, but in a lust-filled, sexy kind of way. I would have been upset at not being able to see it for real if I wasn't busy staring up into Sarah's bald slit.

With Love in command of the activities going on down at my crotch I was now free to focus my attention on said bald slit. Not that I was going to spend a lot of time staring at it, I'd already done some of that. No, this attention was going to be spent doing what I couldn't do the first time I went down on Sarah. I was going to shove my tongue so far up her snatch I'd be tickling her cervix.

Figuring I didn't really need to advise Sarah of my intentions, she had to have a pretty good idea of what I was going to do, I stuck my tongue out as far as I could and placed the broad part of it flat against the blonde's clit, drawing it back slowly across her vulva until I was at the opening to her vagina. Then I shoved it up her tunnel as far as I was able, wriggling the tip around as I attempted to lick her inner walls.

Her reaction was better than I expected, "Oh FUCK YEAH eat my pussy! Ah fuck does that tongue feel good!"

Love took time out from her own vocalizations to respond to Sarah with a self-satisfied "Told ya."

Self-satisfied are probably the best words to use to describe my own feelings at that moment also, but I wasted little time feeling smug. Love was still riding my dick and Sarah was trying to fuck my tongue, so my energies were best focused on enhancing their, and my own, pleasure, not on pampering my ego. Well, maybe just a little.

Remembering my implied promise to Sarah I tightened my hold on her hips, stilling her pelvic thrusts. Lifting her away from my face just a smidge I moved my tongue back to her asshole and fluttered the tip around her sphincter. Sarah actually cooed in response. As I had with Love moments earlier I then stiffened my tongue into a point and started to worm it passed her anus. The blonde hissed out her pleasure.

"Ah fuck yeah!"

With my tongue probing her asshole Sarah had gone rock still, the only movement coming from her mouth as she moaned in delight. That's probably why it came as such a shock to me when she suddenly lifted her butt away from me and shifted so that my tongue was once again back at the opening to her vagina.

"Eat my pussy!"

Okay. No one has to tell me twice. Especially when the pussy in question belongs to Sarah Michelle Gellar.

I shoved my tongue back into Sarah's twat.

When my tongue came in contact with the fair haired girl's clitoris she began to saw her hips, dragging the nerve bundle over the pink muscle again and again, before coming to a halt and allowing me to slip back up her channel, massaging her inner walls, before sliding back out and slurping the juices into my mouth. With slight variations we repeated this pattern for a while until

the next time my tongue connected with her clit Sarah stayed where she was, grinding against me in very small circles, pleading with me to make her cum.

"Oh God! Oh God! Yes, right there. Right there. Do it. Do it. Oh God! Oh God! Uuunnhhh! Uuunnhhh! Uuunnhhh! Make me cum! Make me cum!"

My pleasure. In fact, given my current position, it would most certainly be my pleasure to make Sarah cum. Then I could drink my fill of her juices without even having to strain my neck. Puckering my lips, I wrapped them around Sarah's clit and sucked. Again the reaction was better than I had hoped for.

"Oh I'm cumming, I'm cumming! Sarah I'm CUMMMMunnnnnhhhhhhh!"

Wait. Did she say Sarah?

That's when I felt the rhythmic clenching and unclenching of Love's pussy around my dick as she had yet another orgasm. Oh, that explains it. Hey! Why does Sarah get all the credit? I'm the one who did all the work! Okay, not really, but I'm the one who lay there like a lump while Love humped me like a bunny! I should get at least some kind of reward for my effort!

"Oh My God! Oh God! Love! LOVE! UUUUNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! UNH! UNH!"

Sarah came all over my face.

Now that's what I call a reward. I didn't even mind that Love had gotten the credit for it. Let Love have the praise. I had the pussy juice.

The two women clung to each other as their orgasms ran their course. From my place underneath them I couldn't see their faces, but I could hear their breathing and I could feel the sweat on their bodies and I had no trouble at all imagining the huge smiles on each of their faces. I would have been wearing a pretty big one myself but I was still too busy gathering up the last traces of Sarah's cream with my tongue.

Even after they had recovered from their climaxes, Sarah and Love stayed locked together. I was still leisurely passing my tongue through the older girl's labia, more for my own pleasure than for hers, when I must have hit a sensitive spot because Sarah twitched a bit and a tiny bit of leftover cream dripped down onto my tongue. Apparently that caused some kind of response from my cock because the girls finally separated and Love looked down at her groin where my penis was still steadfastly fixed inside her.

Looking back up to Sarah she asked "What are we going to do with this?" as she lifted her hips off me, my shaft falling out with a plop only to slap against my abdomen with a tiny 'whack'.

Sarah's only response was to lean down and swiftly begin to clean every inch of my member, vacuuming Love's cum from the surface as she began to give me a stellar blowjob. Love watched this for a couple of seconds with one hand raised to her lips, trying to stifle, and failing, a few giggles, before giving up and with a "Good answer!" she bent over and applied her tongue to my balls.

Dear Lord could this day get any better?

I couldn't wait to find out.

Continued in part 3.

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Once upon a time the ending to this story read "to be concluded in part 3". That after having promised to conclude the story here in part 2. Oh to be that young and naïve once more.

This story now stands at 4 parts with at least 2 more to go. Which should mean I'll have this wrapped up by 2020.

Oh well, so it goes.

Thanks for reading. Until next time,

TNP