Girls’ Weekend [FFF] [Fdom] Ch. 20-Epilogue

#~Chapter Twenty~
##The End?

I let the two of them lie there for a while, as much to allow myself to recover as anything else. My back and thighs hurt a little from the thrusting, as it’s not something I’m used to. The smell of sex is hot on their breath, and in their hair, and I breathe it in deeply, smiling. For the first time, both of them are speechless, drifting in and out of sleep. For the first time, they seem vulnerable. For the first time, I am in control. I take the time to look around. I see the dildo it lying between my legs. Both girls are topless, and I admire their breasts. Tammy’s underwear is by her ankles in a little wad, and she’s turned on her side towards me with her knees together. Amanda’s flat on her back, legs spread slightly, still wearing her underwear. I actually had forgotten to tell her to remove them, and like the good girl she was, she kept them on the whole time. Since she had come, and had Tammy’s tongue work, I was sure they’d be good and wet, just like mine were.

Tammy is the first to stir. She opens her eyes and her hand reaches out and across my chest, grazing lightly over my breasts. I smile at her, and kiss her lips, which she returns, slowly awakening. I taste the sex on her lips, and it awakens my carnal instincts. “Did you like that baby?” I whisper. For the first time… I’m the one asking the questions. She just smiles and nods slowly. “Let’s wake Mandy up,” I say, ready to execute my plan. I tell Tammy to get up, and she does. “Get some panties of yours for me. We’re going to need them for, what’s the word?” I pause, in mock thought. “Restraint. And get me some scissors, too. It’s time for some payback.” I watch Tammy get out of bed, bending over to pull her underwear up. I admire her silhouette walking away from me, still not quite believing that I’m having these desires.

Tammy comes back with a few pairs of panties, and gives them to me. I kneel on the floor beside Amanda. I ask Tammy to straddle her friend, in case she wakes up. But she’s a deep sleeper and we don’t need to worry. I tie Amanda’s feet together using the underwear. “Get in a 69 position, Tammy… but no licking below the waistband of her panties. Let’s wake her up.” With that, Tammy starts licking Amanda around the navel, and between her navel and hip bone. I stand and watch her tongue move sensuously over the flesh, and notice how Amanda’s belly moves up and down, her breathing pattern changes. I also notice her waking up. With her friends bum in her face.

“Did you have a good nap?” I ask. “Uh huh,” she mumbles, and I see her look over at me. I bend over and kiss her forehead. “Baby, are you ready? It’s your turn now. Just relax and enjoy. No touching or licking Tammy yet. Now give me your hands.” Using another pair of Tammy’s underwear, I tie her hands above her head. For a while, I just watch. Staring at Tammy, then at Amanda in a way that lets them know they’re being watched. I slide a hand into my panties, and start to rub myself as I watch. “Tammy, you can lick her thighs now, but not her triangle yet.” Tammy smiles at me and gently guides Amanda’s legs apart, and slithers down her inner thighs. I hear the soft noise of lips on flesh, remembering what those lips felt like on my skin. I shudder. “That’s it, Tammy. Get her nice and wet.” I lie down beside Amanda on the bed, and start to kiss my way down her bound arm, from her wrist to her armpit. I sense the goose bumps rise, and she moans softly, as I lean and start kissing her cheeks, forehead, and neck. It’s her turn to feel submissive now, and I enjoy this. Her back arches and her moans become more urgent. I focus my attention on her neck, kissing it all over, and kissing her hard enough to leave multiple hickeys. I slide a finger inside me, and run it around her lips and over them. “Today, Amanda, you are mine”, I say, and then we kiss aggressively.

I tell Tammy to kneel between Amanda’s legs now, and command her to start eating her friend out through her panties. I want to make sure she comes in them, and I want her to come quickly. “Make her come fast.” And she does, finding Amanda’s hot spot quickly, and within minutes, she comes. I watch Amanda come. I see her legs tense, hear her breathing get quicker, and her face contort in pleasure. She screams when she comes, and it’s beautiful. But I want more. We reposition so that I can get to Tammy from behind. “Let’s see if I’ve been a good student.” With that, I slide my hand into Tammy’s panties, and start to rub her wet sex. “Have you girls ever had simultaneous G-Spot orgasms?” I say, doubting it’s even possible. “Tammy, find Mandy’s G-spot. But don’t let her come until you are.” I pour some lube on my hand, so that my fingers slide inside her easily, and I start looking for her spot, trying to move my fingers as pleasurably as I can—I know I’m going to need her help. “Tell me when I’m there, baby.” I find her spot, massage it, and feel her shudder. In moments, both girls are moaning, and the only other sound in the room is that of fingers in our innermost places. I’m in Heaven, just hearing them.

I slide my wet pinkie finger into Tammy’s bum, and leave it there. She gasps. I continue to rub her sex rhythmically, and wait for her tell me she’s ready. After a few blissful minutes, I feel her legs begin to shake. “S-slow… d-down, baby. Not yet,” she breathes. I back off, and touch myself a little more. My panties are wet now, so my hand glides over them easily. It becomes harder to keep the pressure up on Tammy, but it works to her advantage, since Amanda needs a bit more time. I rub myself until I’m close to orgasm, hoping to ride their wave of pleasure to my own climax. Our passion builds together, and soon Tammy pleads with me to let her come. And with her command, I do. She grasps Amanda’s hand. The anticipation is intoxicating… their movements change. They grow silent… gasping… like they’re on the verge of something terrifying or satisfying.

When the moment arrives, it’s better than I’d imagined. But like it did for me, the orgasm is sudden, and different than anything I’ve seen them do before. Just like it was for me. Both girls shake, involuntarily, and intensely. And then, the shaking stops, and seconds later, both girls cry out in pleasure as they come. I feel a flood of wetness on my fingers and hand, and on my knees, and belly. Everything is warm. Everything is wet. I take my hand away from Tammy’s spot and watch in rapture as they both ride our their orgasms. Because of my position, I can’t get a good look at their faces. Shortly, I join them with my own juicy one. But the power of their orgasms is incredible.

I look down at the soaked sheets, in awe of what I’ve just brought out of these women. Their juices run down my tummy, into my slit, and down my thighs. Tammy’s passed out in Amanda’s embrace. I need a break too. I lie down for a few minutes, then slide off the bed, and set up for my final act. I can’t believe I’m going to do it, but if ever I had the chance to try this, it would have to be tonight. “Steph… that… that… was—“ I cut off Amanda as she tries to speak. I know what it was, bitch. “Tammy, lie on top of Amanda and make love to her”.

Tammy mounts Amanda, and starts to kiss her. I take off my panties, and use them to tie Tammy’s hands behind her back. I grab the scissors and kneel beside Amanda. In two cuts, I split the side waistband of her bikini, and slide them out from under her. They are utterly drenched. I hold them in front of her, then rub them across my breasts. “Amanda, at the club, I believe you cut off my panties. Now, it’s my turn. Payback’s a bitch.” But I have a different sort of payback in mind. “Now you stay on top of your friend, baby.” I say, as kneel behind her. I grab the back of her head, pull her towards me, and use the wet panties to gag Tammy. “Now you two can still kiss, and in fact, you two are expected to kiss, but you’ll do it through these”.

Tammy leans in and continues to kiss Mandy. “How does she taste, Tammy?” I ask. She mumbles a reply. Then, I cut Tammy’s dripping wet panties and peel them off her. Stripping her in this way is more arousing than I’d anticipated, and I hesitate for a second, seeing them stuck to her skin, before peeling them off. I place a second pillow under Amanda’s head to make sure she doesn’t choke, then gag Amanda with them. I step back to admire my handiwork. Juices trickle from Tammy’s mouth, down her chin and onto Amanda’s chest. The liquid from Amanda’s mouth drips down the sides of her cheek. I smile, and realize what a dirty new woman I have now become.

This sight is so incredibly erotic that I’m tempted just to bring myself to orgasm watching them make out. But I know what will really live with me forever, so I grab the dildo and harness, and put it on. I want to do both of them together. Kneeling behind Tammy, I slide my dildo into Amanda. She gasps, and I keep thrusting away, grabbing Tammy’s hips for support. Amanda moans with each thrust, and Tammy continues to kiss and soothe her as I start to do her harder. I find an angle that gets her clitoris, and do her until she’s close to coming. But just as she’s about to, I pull out. I spread Tammy wide, and enter her. Reaching around, I start to rub her button, and she moans. This time, Amanda leans up to kiss her. She wants to hold her friend, but she can’t and I can tell it’s driving her crazy.

I slide out of Tammy now, and position Amanda so that I can get access to her bum. Slowly, I slide inside. She offers less resistance, and soon, I am building a rhythm. She shudders, and her cries are different; a mix of pleasure with some pain. I ask her if she wants me to stop, but she wants me to keep going. And I go for it. Doing my best to remember what it felt like to have something inside me, I move the dildo around in as many ways I can think, hoping to touch her in every way that she can imagine, and in a few that she can’t. Tammy turns now, and starts to lick and play with Amanda as I do her. It doesn’t take too long of our combined attention before she comes again.

I take a break to clean off the dildo, while commanding the girls to switch around. This time, Tammy is on the bottom, with Amanda’s mouth hovering above her to provide the push to orgasm. I slide my dildo into her bum slowly. When I’ve found the right depth and cadence, she returns my thrusts, and sets the pace. I hear her practically whimpering and possibly crying. I’m tempted to stop. Amanda can sense this, looks up and me, and shakes her head. I continue, slowly, while I see Amanda intensify her licks. I’m glad I took her lead because soon Tammy is screaming in orgasm. I pull the dildo out, and back away, allowing Amanda to rest her head on Tammy’s thigh. She looks up at me, gagged and now exhausted, with a tear in her eye. “Thank you,” she whispers.

I untie their gags, and pull up my panties. I slide each pair of underwear that I cut off them into the waistband of my panties, feeling the warmth and wetness against my skin. These are my fabric trophies—ones that I will never display, but will always know them to be reminders of the best weekend of my life. I lie down on the bed next to them, and snuggle close, feeling, like I always have with them—safe and warm. For an instant, I wonder if I could love these women. But we say nothing more.

#~Epilogue~

I wake up, and of course, Amanda and Tammy are up before me. There’s a change of clothes for me on the dresser. They’re comfy, and modest—not provocative. I walk to the bathroom, pee, and then have a shower and change. I join them at the breakfast table, where we have pancakes and coffee. I look around the room, at the couch where this all started, and the hallway where we walked to the point of no return. We relive the previous night’s activities, and they tell me that they had never before done what we shared together last night. I’m skeptical. I can’t imagine that anything I could do would be a first for them. But they insist, and I see no need to argue.

Of course, I wonder if we’ll see each other again, or if this was a one-weekend visit. But I don’t dare ask, afraid of the answer. I’m mad at myself for feeling awkward now—what could possibly be more awkward than any of my “firsts” this weekend? I survived those, yet defining our relationship is scary. There is much I want to say, but I have no idea how to begin. I am so grateful for what and how they’ve made me feel, and I’m dreading this goodbye, but I know it has to come. When we’re done breakfast, I decide that I need to find an escape route. “Um, listen. I’m not sure how to properly thank you for this… it’s… been totally incredible.” Tammy can sense what I’m feeling and immediately gives me the out I need, “You know, Steph. For us too. We didn’t think you’d last past the movies!” Amanda chimes in, “What we’ve shared is going to be our little secret. We won’t tell any of your friends, and any time you want to come back—you know where to find us.” Does that mean they want to do this again? What’s left?! Tammy continues, “Now, you need to get home, because we have a lot of laundry to do, thanks to you.” She laughs, and hands me a bag. “This is for your, um, acquisitions from the weekend. You need to get these home without suspicion,” she says, winking at me.

And with trophies in hand, I walk to the door. I hug and kiss them both goodbye, and leave, alone, for the first time this weekend. I know that this weekend has forever changed my life.
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I hope you enjoyed this.

If you’ve been reading along, I’d really appreciate it if you could answer some questions for me, to help guide my writing:

1. Are you a man or a woman?
2. What particular sex acts did you enjoy?
3. Were there any specific ways I described things that turned you on or off?
4. What appealed to you about the story– why did you first click?
5. What made you want to keep reading?
6. What should I have written more about?
7. What should I have written less about?
8. If Steph were to have another adventure, what scenarios would you like to see her in?

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