John met Kit first at a summer music festival the year prior. Rose was there too, on a work assignment, and flirted and danced with Kit until the early light.
After the festival, John and Kit started texting and a friendship developed. She was smart and funny, a little nerdy and very passionate about learning new things. She looked young and sweet and innocent with a round youthful face, but she had a confidence about her that made her carry herself older. She had been on her own since 16, and that was just a short 6 years ago.
John asked Rose if they three could meet up at the museum one afternoon. He had been talking about Kit and Rose wanted to know more. Aside from festival dancefloor flirtations, Rose really didn’t know much about her.
“She’s super cute too” Rose said and he winked.
“Oh, also, she’s into women” John confided.
“Oh, I maybe got a little spark of that when we danced at the festival.” Rose smiled and remembered how hot it was to see Kit and her friend Emily exploring each other as they danced and playfully kissed each other’s beautiful petite bodies. Rose had been there to see Kit and Emily finger each other in the corner. Emily even went down on Kit before they were interrupted by another group entering the installation. G*od I can’t believe I witnessed that. I feel like such a dirty voyeur.* Rose thought.
*But I liked it.*
Rose and John had experienced some threesomes before but it had been a while since they talked about it. Rose seemed too into her career to risk any rumors of group sex that could seriously damage her public persona.
“How do you know she’s into women? Did you talk to her about our arrangement?” Rose asked.
“No, I have not specifically talked about our history, I just know that Kit used to date another woman from the hula hooping circus community for about a year.”
“Was it Emily?” Rose asked.
“No, I think that Emily chick got super jealous or something.” John said.
*Interesting… I’ll just file that away,* thought Rose.
They meet up at the museum and start with friendly conversation as they walked around.
“Your hair isn’t blue anymore!” Rose remarked.
Kit touched her short locks, “Yeah, it’s blonde now.” Kit was wearing a short black skirt, purple tights and black boots. She looked cute and sophisticated.
They continued to wander around the museum.
“What is your favorite painting in this room?” John asked.
“What makes this one so special?” Kit asked John. John, as the art school grad, always had a wealth of knowledge to share about the historical paintings.
And then as the afternoon progresses, the friends get a little more cheeky, playing a game “Find the hidden dick” in the paintings.
This is a proper museum, although small, but there are three adults, trying to stifle loud laughter. The museum curators walked around to see what was the commotion and they had to pretend like nothing happened.
“You guys are fun” Kit said as she covered her mouth turning away from a painting that very clearly had a dick in the clouds.
John said, “This is just because painters all have dirty minds.”
“I like being around dirty minds.” Kit flirts back.
“Do you also like being watched by dirty minds?” John winked.
“Oh you guys, you know this!” Kit laughed. “I know you remember the art installation room!”
“I think about it ” Rose said
“All the time” John finished her sentence.
Rose playfully grabbed John. “Oh now you’re just going to tell all my inner secrets to Kit, huh?” she teased.
“You can trust me.” Kit squeezed Rose’s hand. “I’m good at keeping secrets.” Rose felt warm when Kit held her hand. Kit and Rose walked into the smaller museum room.
“What secrets do you think are in this painting?” Rose said.
John studied it for a while, intently. It was a simple modernist portrait of a blue-collar working class man.
“Boobs.” John said.
The two women burst out laughing.
“What do you mean?” asked Rose.
“Well, he’s either thinking about boobs, or hamburgers. I think it’s boobs.” John said dryly. He held composure for a while before silently laughing under his breath.
The three friends finished up the tour at the museum and Kit thanked them.
“I’m happy to have more ‘fancy friends’” she said as she embraced Rose.
“Would you like to come over for a drink at our place?” John asked.
“Sure” she smiled.
Back at Rose and John’s house, John poured a red wine. They talked more about Kit’s current circumstances. At 22 she was still figuring out career and life goals. But to Rose she seemed mature and smart with a fun and freaky side.
Rose motioned John and Kit to sit on the sofa together in their all white living room. “Please, make yourself comfortable.” Rose returned to the kitchen with a marble tray of three waters. She set the tray on the coffee table and lit two candles.
“So tell me what happened with your last relationship?” Rose asked.
“Well, I think I told John most of this over text, but yeah Emily and I did have this thing going for a while, but it was always very chaotic. We were on again-off again, and at the festival you met me at, we were supposed to be having a break, but I don’t know, the music took over and we ended up hooking up again and getting back together.”
“Nope, would never have guessed you guys were broken up that night.” John smiled.
Kit sighed. “Emily, she’s a good person.” She exhaled. “It’s just that I didn’t feel like I could be myself completely around her. She was always super jealous.”
Rose chimed in, “Agreed, you want a partner that accepts you for who you are, completely.”
Kit continued, “I think when I met Emily I was so young, I didn’t really know what I wanted from a relationship. Emily and I always had problems with jealousy, and I think it’s because I’m more of an open person. I’m a really sexual person, I have a high sex drive and that was always a problem for us. Emily, she was fine when we were at parties, but on normal days her libido just wasn’t there. I need someone to match my sex drive or I need more of an open relationship.”
“Open in what way?” John inquired.
“Like just the freedom to explore and experience new things and new people.” Kit blushed.
“Actually last summer, I really wanted to kiss you that night, Rose.” she admitted.
“I’m crazy for admitting this.” Kit said shyly.
Rose smiled warmly, “Go on, it’s ok Kit.”
“Emily and I got in a huge fight because she saw us dancing earlier that night. I mean, it’s OK now because we’re broken up but she was really mean to me.”
Rose touched Kit’s shoulder lovingly. Rose felt the same spark of energy they felt at the festival.
“You should wait for that relationship that can accept you for who you are completely” Rose said.
John got up and plugged his phone into the stereo.
“And until then, date a lot of people. All the people you want.” John said.
“All the people. Both boys and girls” Kit laughed.
“Best of both worlds” John quipped.
“But really, what is better than having both the masculine and the feminine?” Kit asked.
“Having it at the same time.” Rose said boldy.
Kit put down her glass of wine and sipped her water. “Is that something you two have done before?” Kit asked wide eyed.
“Yes, but it’s been a while.” John said.
Rose knew that as the woman in the couple she was the one who had to breach the barrier. Rose had to move the conversation from flirtatious hope to real possibility.
*It’s been a while since I’ve done this.* Rose thought nervously.
Rose moved closer to Kit so their bodies were touching. Rose began touching Kit’s thigh, lightly, and then stroking her shoulder. They sat there in silence, listening to the music and sipping their waters.
“That feels nice.” Kit said.
“Can I kiss you?” Rose asked.
Kit nodded. Rose leaned into her, meeting her neck with her lips. Rose kissed Kit’s black dress and exposed her shoulder. Kit relaxed back into the white sofa. The winter sun was setting low and bathed the living room in a blue hued light.
John refilled the waters and let Rose and Kit discover each other. Rose wanted to go slowly to draw out the experience.
Rose explored Kit’s body with her kisses, teasing her mouth but never making contact. Rose kissed her porcelain skin on her shoulder, neck, down her arm. Rose gently picked up Kit’s hand and began tracing her fingers with her mouth. Rose paid special attention to each of the fingers and Kit began rocking back and forth in arousal.
“You’re a goddamn tease” Kit whispered.
John was sipping his water and watching Rose tease Kit with her kisses. He asked Kit, “Does that feel nice, Kit? Do you like how Rose is kissing you?”
“Mh hmmm.” Kit moaned and closed her eyes.
Rose finished kissing her fingers and moved further up her arm, light as a feather kisses, and then locked eye contact with Kit. They stared at each other for seconds and then embraced in a passionate kiss.
It had been years since Rose had actually kissed a woman and the anticipation was bursting inside her body. She wanted it hard and now and urgently. With purpose, she slowed down.
“Can I help you undress?” Rose asked.
Kit nodded and Rose slipped her black tank over her head and the short black skirt down.
“How about a fire?” John said as he got up to address the fireplace. John lay a mattress and blanket on the white floor. The new fireplace and candlelight bounced and reflected off surfaces creating a dance of firelight.
Rose and Kit were embraced in a kiss when they pulled apart and Kit remarked, “Wow, what a scene!”
John smiled warmly and said, “We want to treat our guest of honor right.”
Kit beamed.
“Will you please lay on the blanket, Kit? Rose and I will pleasure you like you’ve never experienced before.”
Kit giggled, “Oh, is that a promise?” She laughed.
John laughed too, and Rose filled the second glasses of wine.
Rose returned from the kitchen to see Kit and John on the blanket tangledin a kiss.
*Damn, that’s hot. I can’t believe that is happening in my own living room,* Rose thought.
Rose presented the drinks to Kit and John and they took a break to sip from the wine goblets.
“You guys are so amazing already.” Kit said and set her wine glass on the marble coffee table.
“We are just getting started” John said and laughed.
“But I’m so wet already!” Kit remarked.
“I’d like to see that” Rose said.
Kit lay back down and Rose positioned herself in front of Kit’s bare mound. Rose began teasing her with light kisses, but this time up and down Kit’s thighs and around her bikini line.
John moved to be next to Rose.
As Rose’s mouth moved down Kit’s body, John traced his fingers to follow the same pattern.
Kit was going wild. Moans became louder.
Rose held out the anticipation. She moved her mouth to trace Kit’s vulva, but not getting anywhere near.
Kit was dripping slick juices; her pussy glistening with anticipation.
“Touch me.” Kit commanded.
“Here?” Rose asked as she traced Kit’s labia.
“Oh. Yes.” Kit exhaled.
As Rose used her finger to trace up and down her slit, John moved his mouth to kiss Kit’s outer lips.
Rose split apart Kit’s pussy lips and Kit moaned.
John moved his mouth to follow Rose’s finger. John was now lightly kissing on Kit’s pretty pink pussy. Rose rubbed over her lips to put pressure on her clit.
“More.” Kit commanded.
John started sucking and immediately Kit’s decibels grew louder.
“More.” Kit commanded, again.
John took her lips in his mouth, sucked hard. Her pussy juices mixed with his mouth.
“Mmm she tastes so good, Rose.” John said. “Your turn.”
Rose took over for John and Kit’s warmth was slick and tasty. Rose pulled and sucked her in and drank up her juices.
John moved closer and he sucked on Kit’s left side while Rose sucked Kit’s right side.
Rose and John, both pleasuring Kit’s pussy locked lips and began kissing each other.
“Fuck, that’s hot.” Kit had positioned herself on her elbows to see exactly what made her writhe with pleasure; she was more turned on by the sight of the couple making out with each other.
As Kit was being pleasured, her body began bucking in desire.
Rose slipped in her two fingers and felt Kit tighten around her. Rose liked feeling her folds of Kit’s canal gripping on her own fingers. Rose moved in, and, out, up, down as Kit moaned louder.
“Fuck.” Kit exhaled loudly.
“She’s good, isn’t she?” John asked.
“Fuck me, now.” Kit begged.
“We can make that happen, John.” Rose said.
“Here, you take over.” Rose swapped her two fingers for John and Rose went to find a condom.
Rose searched for the condom but heard Kit’s moans of pleasure from the living room. Rose came back to the scene to find Kit on the floor, back arched and screaming for more. She grasped her own breasts and her blonde hair was rimmed with sweat. Her nipples protruded as John was vigorously fucking her pussy with his arched fingers.
“I want to taste again.” Rose said, as she presented the condom to John and the couple switched places.
*God she was so wet.* Rose thought.
“I want to taste you.” Kit said and smiled. Rose moved over to Kit’s face as John slipped inside of her.
Kit let out an audible gasp. “Oh God you’re so big, John.” Kit exhaled.
Rose moved over Kit’s face and descended her trembling pussy over her mouth. Kit sucked on Rose’s lips, moving her tongue over Rose’s clit.
“I want to devour you.” Kit said between breaths and grabbed Rose’s hips harder to dive into Rose’s pussy once more. Rose was transported to another rapture as the feminine touch of another woman sucking on her own clit, but the visual scene of her boyfriend thrusting in and out of Kit’s tight pussy.
Kit’s moans became audibly louder as she concurrently thrusted back into John. Rose moved to the side of Kit and watched the scene. There was something stirring in Rose, something driving her crazy on a primal level. Rose had never seen her partner pleasure another woman in the way that Kit was drinking it up. Kit was lost in John and Rose felt a passion stirring inside of her.
Kit whispered, “I’m gonna cum.”
“What do you need from me, doll?” Rose said?
“Rub my clit, back and forth,” Kit directed.
With John still thrusting into Kit’s hollow, Rose moved her hands over Kit’s hood, moving the glistening juices and swirling her fingers through Kit’s aroused nectar.
Kit’s orgasm began to crescendo as her skin flushed. Suddenly, Kit let out a scream as her pussy contracted tightly around John’s dick.
John pulled out and embraced the two women. Kit was catching her breath. Rose was touching herself.
John looked at Rose, and she said, “I can’t help myself, that was fucking hot!” Rose laughed.
The duality of all the sensations was too much for Rose to handle and she needed to cum now. The energy of seeing her boyfriend fuck another woman wanted Rose to prove herself even more.
“John, let me climb on top.” Rose said. John uncurled the used condom and Rose slid down his already rock hard cock, bare. When you’re partnered, there is a certain trust to not use the condom anymore. Rose felt John’s girth fill her up as she rolled down his cock. John swelled even more inside her tight pussy.
“You feel amazing.” John said, and he turned to look at Kit.
“Are you too tired, doll?” He asked.
“You guys are… overwhelming.” Kit said.
“If you need a rest…” John couldn’t finish his sentence as Rose began to increase her speed bobbing up and down on his cock.
“Slow…. Slower, baby.” He instructed to Rose.
Rose had a thought that would drive John wild.
“Kit, I want you to sit on John’s face.” Rose instructed, as her boyfriend’s cock heightened inside her.
Kit smiled.
*God, she was gorgeous.* Rose thought.
Kit positioned herself over John’s body, one thigh straddling each of his ears. Kit slowly lowered down so her slit just grazed John’s lips. She faced Rose and the two women met eye contact.
Rose thought Kit looked beautiful, flushed, young and pink. Her blonde hair highlighted her blue eyes and milky creamy skin. Her nipples perky and erect as John lightly explored her clit.
Rose continued to bob down John’s shaft and feel him deeper inside her. The dichotomy of the scene was building thirst inside Rose’s pussy. She moved faster and began swirling her own clit. Her orgasm began to amplify as she considered the scene in front of her: the feminine body in front of her own face and the masculine inside of her at this moment.
JOhn groaned, “Fuck, I’m close.”
Rose knew she could time her own orgasm.
“Countdown for me, darling.” Rose instructed.
“Almost.” John sighed.
Rose increased her intensity. Kit was blissful as John continued to tongue her pussy.
“There.” John exhaled and Rose moved back and forth, vigorously. She touched her mound and felt John’s cock press into her hollow above her pubic hair.
John released his orgasm inside Rose and Rose increased pressure on her clit with her own fingers.
“Oh my god, she’s squirting!” Kit exclaimed as she watched Rose release her own fluid.
Rose’s own orgasm was released in waves of heat and light and pleasure. Rose felt euphoric and exhausted at the same time. She lay in between John and Kit and both of them traced her breasts.
After a few moments relishing the silence, Kit spoke.
“Well, now I thought you would be my fancy friends but now I will call you my fucking friends.”
The three of them laughed and embraced.
Rose kissed Kit and then said, “Wow, just wow, Kit. You unleashed something inside of me I haven’t felt, ever.”
Kit smiled and the three of them kissed again.
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