It was Amanda I ran into on the way to the lecture theatre.
“Are you ok Mr Durwood?”
“I’m fine. How’s Alice?”
“She’s great, happy. She had fun last night but apparently she doesn’t remember much of it. Just that it was one of the greatest nights of her life,”
“It’s a pity she can’t remember it then,” I said accusingly.
“It could come back to her. Are you ok Marc? You look stressed,” she reached up and brushed the back of my neck and I knocked her hand away.
“Didn’t sleep long last night did you?”
I said nothing.
“We all had a great time last night didn’t we? You seemed to be enjoying yourself,”
“I was drunk,”
“Whose fault is that?”
“… I’m not sure,”
“Well Rachelle, Iris and I are getting together at my place this weekend. My parents are going on a long journey. Please come over and bring your speedos,” Amanda winked and sauntered away, “Don’t worry Marc, it’ll be awesome!”
I believed her.
Lecture was interesting. Alice sat up the back as usual looking confused but the Terrible 3 didn’t sit together. Instead they all sat in the front row, wearing 3 different types of short dresses or skirts and three different coloured panties. Where ever I turned there was an open enough pair of legs, a grinning woman and an angry, stoic me who pushed his way through the lecture whilst enjoying Amanda’s, Rachelle’s and Iris’s panties for 2 hours. They’d rub their legs, lick their lips, stare at me with the beautiful eyes and let me know who was in charge. Alice seemed fine and I seemed defeated and worst, I was enjoying it. Amanda was the one front and centre in her pink top, white skirt and pale blue and white striped panties that matched her luminous, carnivorous eyes. I hated her and loved her. She was a glowing, voluptuous goddess.
Saturday came. I got the message of where and when to come and like a fool I was there. I never pictured Amanda as being rich but that’s what she was. The suburb was in a posh area and when I got to her house I thought I’d made a mistake except that I could hear the Terrible 3 playing in the pool around the back. It was a tasteful 2 story brick house with expansive gardens and presumably a pool that I could hear that filled me with both a sense of dread and excitement. I rang the doorbell and swallowed. There was a camera above the gateway and I listening to the laughter of girls playing until the intercom buzzed into life.
“Who is it?” said Amanda.
“It’s me. I came as instructed,” I said resignedly.
“Just wait there. We’ll pick you up,”
Click, the intercom was off. I swallowed again and waited for what seemed like ages. The gate swung open and there was Rachelle. She wore a towel over her shoulders, a blue bikini and the most toned, tanned and ample form that I had ever seen. Her hair was slicked back with water and which dripped off her divine form as she moved.
“Hi Marc,”
“Good to see you Rachelle,” Rachelle smiled easily as she admired me admiring her form. Actually, I’m not sure how long we stood like that.
“Come on in. We’ve been waiting a *long* time for you,”
“Sorry to keep you waiting,”
“It’s ok,”
She led me and I watched her firm, round butt swing away under her wet bikini. We rounded a corner to a walled off pool. Rachelle held the gate open and said, “Enter please,” and I did.
First thing I saw Iris jumping and diving in the water after a beach ball. She wore a floral bikini and I noticed that she wasn’t too lean. Her marble body beaded water and her white flesh looked trim and taut. Her breasts were firm but jiggled a bit as she splashed about. She saw me and waved.
“Hello,” I said. Then I noticed Amanda. She was sunning herself on a deck chair by the pool. Her bikini was red and barely concealed her large, glowing and gently heaving breasts. She wore sunglasses that somehow made her eyes ever sexier and one perfect white leg propped up with just the right amount of water trickling off. She took her glasses off and I saw blue eyes under wet, slicked blonde hair. She smiled warmly.
“Hello,”
“Hello,” I stood above her looking down at this glowing goddess with her smiling up at me. Behind me I could hear Rachelle diving into the water and her chatting with Iris.
“Are you going to stand there looking at me all day?” Amanda asked.
“There are worse ways to spend a day,”
“Have a seat,” she pointed to the deck chair beside herself.
“Don’t mind if I do,” I sat next to her and let myself relax a bit. Rachelle and Iris were diving under and surfacing, getting out of the water and diving back in and I was admiring it all.
“Lovely isn’t it?” Amanda smiled, “You know you’d see better with your sunglasses off,”
I hesitated, “And then I could see your sexy eyes,” Amanda continued.
I took them off and looked at her and wow her eyes seemed more burning blue than ever!
“Is this what you were after?” I said trying not to look down at her heaving breasts.
“Yes,” she cooed, “Did it take you *long* to get here Marc?”
“Not long, though I must say I didn’t expect all this,”
“What did you expect?”
“I expected you to live … simpler,”
Amanda smiled, “Most do,”
“So big house, swimming pool, interesting friends, including me. I guess you always get what you want,”
“Not always. It’s taken a long, long, *long* time to get to this point,”
“Really?”
“Yes,” she cooed and started stroking her leg, “and a lot of people are confused about my lifestyle but that’s ok,” she licked her lips, “Most people are weak. Life isn’t for everyone,”
“That’s a bit harsh isn’t it?” I was getting hard.
“But look at you Marc,” Amanda rolled towards me and kept rubbing her leg, “You’re here with 3 beautiful women in the most romantic setting …”
“Not sure I’d describe this as romantic,”
Amanda looked down at me, “Well it won’t take *long* to find out,” she smiled and I gazed into her eyes, “Would you like to get changed?”
“Where do I do that?”
“Here,” she smiled, “Where else?”
“… I’m not wearing anything underneath this,”
“So use my towel. I won’t look,” she passed me a towel and my fingers slid off hers.
“He’s getting changed! He’s getting changed!” Rachelle called.
“Don’t look,” I called back. Iris wolf whistled.
I do have a great body even if I do say so myself. At my age it’s important to stay in shape. I’m 35 by the way. I work out and don’t do much else in my spare time. I love my job but I’m a waste away from studying and particle physics. I’m not married and not planning to be and my hobbies are reading but obviously I don’t read enough. And the Terrible 3 are watching me get changed behind the towel that Amanda is holding and I’m assuming she’s looking over top and I really don’t care.
I climbed into my red speedos, “I’m done,”
“And how!” Amanda said with eyes like saucers. She took the towel away and Rachelle and Iris stood watching me from the pool with unconcealed lust as I stood watching them, watching me and feeling both daft and good at the same time. Amanda was in front of me and she offered her hand as she led me over to the pool. She winked and dove into the pool. I watched her perfect form disappear beneath.
“Come on in Marc!” called Rachelle.
“The water is lovely and warm,” Iris called, tipped water over her own head and dived beneath.
I looked at the water and the 3 in there swimming to their heart’s content. A flood of emotions came into my head, emotions other than lust. Doubt, fear, joy, adventure, the hope of joy. A dull life behind me and a wet and wild one in front of me. How long I stood watching the 3 play I’m not sure. Amanda looked over at me and smiled with her deep blue eyes. I closed my eyes and dived in. I was dry and then I was wet.
I opened my eyes and the first thing I thought was, ‘Iris wasn’t lying. The water is lovely and warm, perfect on a hot, sunny day like this,’ I looked around me and there were three lovely girls swimming around me in various levels of submersion. I surfaced and looked around.
The 3 were off playing in different parts of the pool. Rachelle hit the beach ball at me and I hit it back.
“Come over here Marc!” called Iris and she splashed Amanda who splashed back, “What are you waiting for?!”
What indeed? I dived under the water and swam toward the 3 goddesses. I surfaced at the edge of their circles and Iris grabbed my arm, “Help me he’s heavy,” Rachelle grabbed my other arm and soon two lovely women were pushing against my body as they tried to throw me into the middle of their circle. I let them succeed. Iris’ hand brushed over my speedos and down my leg as I threw myself into the middle.
I was underwater looking up at Amanda’s legs and as I stood I was looking at her sodden breasts, slick hair and gentle blue eyes.
“He’s in! He’s in!” Rachelle called as she and Iris splashed me.
“Happy, happy Marc,” smiled Amanda and the beach ball hit the back of my head, thrown by Iris. I turned around and lobbed it back at Iris who hit it to Amanda, who threw it at the back of my head. I turned around, lifted up Amanda and dunked her in the pool.
“Oh, you can’t do that Marc,” Rachelle laughed and threw the ball at me, “You’re a teacher,”
“Teach this!” I splashed Rachelle and she squealed with delight. Amanda wrapped her arms around me from behind and held me in place with her breasts on my back and her hot breath on my neck.
Rachelle splashed me and threw the ball at my head.
“Get his feet,” called Iris and Rachelle and Iris dove under the water. Amanda bit and sucked on my ear and I wanted to put my arms behind me. My feet, calves and thighs were grabbed in a firm warm grip and soon the 3 were pushing me back to the wall against Amanda. I broke out of Amanda’s grip and pushed her silky thighs off me (which were wrapped around my waist) and launched myself at Rachelle. One of my hands wrapped around her thigh and accidentally brushed over her bikini. The other pulled on her long, flowing hair and she squealed as she fell back in the water. Iris was on me and wrapped me from the side, “He’s getting away, stop him,” she cooed and breathed into my ear. Her hand came up and stroked my cheek whilst her slender thigh wrapped me. I grabbed her thigh lifted her up and she fell back in the water with a laugh. I was laughing too.
Suddenly Amanda was behind me too. She reached around me and took my penis in her hand through my speedos. It was a move so surprising I stopped at once. Her breasts squeezed against my back and her hand rubbed up and down my dick. Her lips lingered on my ear, “Marc dear, come on that’s enough,”
“I think we’ve waited *long* enough,” said Rachelle
“Definitely,” said Iris behind hungry eyes.
“I can’t wait any *longer*,” Amanda breathed into my ear. She pulled me backwards until she was against the wall and let me go. Rachelle got out of the pool and stood above me like a gleaming, beading, tanned and toned goddess. She sat on the edge, her thighs close to my face.
Amanda came up to me and wrapped herself around my side. She put one hand on my cheek and she stuck her finger in my mouth which I bit down on. Her thigh rubbed my engorged crotch, “We’ve seen you looking at Rachelle’s thighs for a long, long, *long* time,”
Iris appeared in front on me, “We know you’ve been *longing* for them,”. She bobbed down into the water in front of me. Iris’s hands were rubbing my waist.
“And now they can be yours,” Amanda deftly pulled down my speedos and held my member. Suddenly I felt Iris’s mouth at my tip and then slowly she slid onto me and her tongue caressed my member. My head lolled back into Amanda’s mouth, “Yes Marc. They can be yours,”
“Rest your head in my lap Marc,” Rachelle invited, “I’ll make you 100 times more comfortable than you are now,”
“A million,” breathed Amanda as she stroked my chest. All I could think about was the excruciatingly good blow job I was receiving from Iris. Slowly I walked forward and the others went with me. I looked up at Rachelle’s intelligent green eyes, “Head on my lap Marc,” she pointed. Iris’ head job was collapsing my mind, Amanda was whispering into my ear. In a moment that seemed to last forever I rested my hands first and then my head on Rachelle’s exquisite thighs. They were every bit as firm and smooth as I hoped they would be. Iris emerged form under the water.
“Rub Marc,” cooed Rachelle. I rubbed and found heaven. I heard Amanda dive under the water and suddenly my head arched back with joy.
“No Marc keep your head here,” Rachelle pushed it back down and Amanda was sucking me off to the point where I thought I’d die and go to heaven. Iris pressed herself against me and rubbed my back.
“For a long time Marc,” Rachele continued, “for a long, long, *long* time. You can kiss them if you want to,” Rachelle ran her fingers through the top of my hair and then gently turned my head so I started kissing and caressing her thighs.
“That’s it Marc, let it all go,” Iris whispered into my ear.
“Marc let our hands and bodies and sensitive touch take you away from your cares,” Rachelle breathed, “Deeper and deeper into a world of pleasure.
“Let us relax you,” Iris breathed into my ear, “You can’t resist us,”
“And there’s no need to,” continued Rachelle as she played with my hair, “You’d never want to anyway. Just continue down a path of pleasure. Deeper into us, deeper into joy,”
I felt Amanda come off my member and Iris immediately grabbed it and stroked it.
“Amanda will go first,” Rachelle said, “You will obey her as you will obey all of us,”
“And it makes you happy,” Iris breathed into my ear and rubbed my member.
Amanda pushed to the front and I was gazing at her deep blue eyes and soft heaving breasts. Iris pushed me into her and my hands wrapped around her, finally sliding over her curvaceous form. Amanda smiled and slowly kissed me becoming more and more passionate as her loins ground against me. I lifted her up by her butt and before I knew it, I was sliding into her.
Her head went back with a gasp and I didn’t realise how wonderful it would feel inside my goddess.
“Deeper Marc, deeper!” called Amanda. Iris and Rachelle watched from a distance. Sometimes I would look up and see those two rubbing each other with their eyes on us. It made me hotter but what I really loved was looking into Amanda’s eyes as I pushed deeper into her flesh.
“Deeper Marc, deeper! So deep into me!”
It was a joy so infinite and so pure. I gazed into those blue spheres as I came.
Later the Terrible 3 were sunning themselves and I was rubbing sun lotion onto every part of them.
“This is heaven, absolute heaven,” Iris signed as I rubbed lotion onto her thighs. I loved how she felt, how they all felt but most of all I loved that feeling of being anywhere near Amanda.
“Rub me next,” sighed Rachelle, “Is that Ok Amanda?”
“Borrow him anytime,” she replied and I smiled. Rubbing Rachelle’s body really is one of life’s pleasures.
“And you Ma’am?” I asked Amanda chaffing at the bit.
“Of course. Come here and worship me,” my hands caressed her feet and thighs, back and breasts and I gazed into her eyes. Pure bliss.
It was Iris who saw me to the gate.
“We’ll be in touch soon. Look after yourself Marc,” and gently she wrapped her hands around me and kissed me smoothly and then her tongue entered my mouth. She held my penis through my pants and then she moved her bikini bottoms slightly to reveal herself. She rubbed my tip against her mound, “Remember us all, remember this and enjoy yourself,” she breathed, “See you before long,” she smiled and walked back inside.
I turned to the world and walked slowly away.
The next time the phone buzzed it was Iris instructing me to come to a public indoor pool and bring the speedos. The 3 left me alone for a week but they’d smile at me in lectures and play their usual tricks. I waited and waited and finally Saturday came around again and I was at the public pool. A week is a *long* time to be on your own but our lectures are also two hours *long* so they had plenty of time to remind me of their existence. I entered the indoor pool got changed into red speedos and waited, not for long.
“Marc,” called Amanda and I turned to see her running towards me in her lovely red bikini. She threw her arms around me and came up just short of kissing me, which caught me by surprise.
“Look at them. They’re wearing the same colour,” called Iris as she and Rachelle approached wearing the same glorious bikinis as last time.
“Practically identical,” Rachelle laughed.
“Alright, alright give it a rest,” I said, “So we’re here. Now what?”
“We swim!” said Rachelle.
“And you watch us,” added Iris.
“And we watch you,” cooed Amanda and they laughed.
“Sounds like innocent fun,” I said, “I’ll go first,”
“Oh no Marc,” admonished Iris, “You will follow us,” So I did, over to the big pool and watched those Terrible 3 slip under the water.
“Dive in Marc!” called Amanda and what could I do?
“Here we go,” I murmured and dived under.
I’ve got to say I had a wonderful time swimming with those 3. They kept their distance, no touching but the sheer visual splendour of those 3 swimming around me was near bliss. I’m sure they felt the same way as they swam around my body looking me over with hungry eyes, taking the time to laugh at me and them sometimes. Overall it was very relaxing. So 30 minutes later I was quite tired, excused myself and retired to the privacy of the steam room.
I was alone in there with one other fat man (I know that sentence makes no sense) who’d smile at me from time to time. I had a towel across my lap to hide my enormous member. It didn’t do a good job.
“You’re a lucky man brother,” he’d looked over at me swimming with those 3 for a while, “I don’t know what to say,”
“I guess I am quite lucky,”
“Quite!”
“It’s not quite as rosy as it seems,”
“Looks rosy enough,”
“I’m not complaining. Anyway …” I smiled.
The door opened and Iris entered, “Sorry Marc were you waiting *long*?”
“Not at all Iris. Pull up a seat,”
Iris sat next to me. The fat man excused himself and left with a sideways smile to me. I half smiled back.
“Just relaxing in the steam?” asked Iris
“I’m tired Iris,” I said, “I’m an old man. It’s not easy keeping up with you three,”
“Impossible I’d say, but you’d give us a *run* for our money,”
“Might just do that,”
Iris was looking down at my engorged member. “Shall I get rid of the towel for you?” I asked.
“Would you?”
The door opened and it was Rachelle, “Am I interrupting anything?”
“Not yet,” I said, “Come on in. The more the merrier,”
Rachelle giggled and sat at my feet. I was looking down at Rachelle’s full breast and water beading off her thighs.
Iris closed her eyes and gasped, “This is sooo relaxing,”
“Isn’t it?” Rachelle cooed.
Amanda opened the door. “Amanda!” I said with feigned surprise.
“Marc, were you waiting *long*?” Amanda asked.
“Not long but I’d wait a long time for you,”
Amanda sat next to me, “You won’t have to wait *long* anymore,”
The three giggled and Rachelle started brushing water off her thighs.
“Well here we are,” I said.
“Yep,” said Iris and more giggling ensued, “Are you comfortable Marc?”
“I’ve been in worse situations,” I hadn’t.
Iris waited for a reply, “Quite comfortable,” I replied.
“I love how the steam makes me feel,” Amanda sighed, “Water beading off my body. Look Marc,” I watched her stroke water droplets off her thighs.
“You’re all wet too,” Iris cooed and stroked water droplets off my own thighs.
“Oh God this is relaxing,” sighed Rachelle as she curled a hand around my calf and kept brushing her leg with the other.
“Marc,” said Amanda and I gazed into those deep, blue eyes, “Would you mind brushing the water off my legs?”
“Not at all,” I said and started to slowly massage the water off her heavenly thighs. Amanda tipped her head back and gasped.
“Good man,” cooed Iris, “Amanda can he spare a hand?”
“Why not?” she sighed.
Rachelle was drawing circles on my calf. Iris took one of my hands and got me started rubbing her thigh. Iris squeezed in next to me, “I love your technique Marc,”
“Feels so good Marc!” continued Amanda.
Rachelle turned around and leant on my thighs, drawing circles. I looked down and I was looking into Rachelle’s carnivorous green eyes, “Feels good Marc? Just let yourself *relax* into it,”
“My stress is just fading away,” sighed Iris as she took my arm.
“Let go Marc!” said Amanda as she rubbed my back.
“Let go,” whispered Iris.
“Let go,” Rachelle giggled.
“It won’t take long,” Amanda said into my ear.
“Not long at all,” Iris said into the other, “Slipping into relaxation is so easy,”
“You’re tired Marc,” cooed Rachelle, “You’ve waited too long to relax,”
“But now he is relaxed,” cooed Amanda, her fingers tracing lines on my body and Rachelle and Iris did the same, “His whole body is relaxed except for one *long* part,”
“One *long* part,” repeated Iris.
“One long, *long* part,” smiled Rachelle, “I want it. I want to have it!”
“Just wait Rachele,” Amanda said, “Marc dear,” she breathed into my ear, “Can she have it?” her fingers traced my member, “Please,”
“Yes,” I whispered and Rachelle slowly peeled back my speedos and lowered her mouth on.
“Oh my god,” I cried.
“Goddess you mean,” signed Iris.
“Goddesses,” I sighed.
“Don’t fight it Marc,” Amanda stared into my eyes, “Let Rachelle take you deeper, deeper and deeper,”
“So deep and relaxed now Marc,” Iris sighed.
The three stroking my body, me stroking theirs and Rachelle on my member. My mind was caving fast.
“So deep Marc, so deep,” Amanda breathed into my ear.
“So much a happy part of us,” Iris traced my arm and breathed into my ear.
“Don’t stop,” I cried.
“I want more!” Rachelle said, “Can I have more miss Amanda? I want Marc inside me,”
“Is that ok Marc?” Amanda brushed me, “She wants you deep inside her,”
“Deep, deep inside her,” cooed Iris.
“She can love you a long, long, *long* time,” Amanda breathed.
“Yes!” I cried.
Rachelle slowly got up and I sat there agog as this Goddess disrobed and climbed onto me. Then I fell deep into heaven. I was vaguely aware of Amanda and Iris holding onto me whispering into my ear but what I really felt was myself deep inside Rachelle’s heavenly body, her eyes locking me and her body fucking me to a higher plane of ecstasy.
“When will it be my turn?” Iris breathed into my ear and I came deep into that Goddess.
We sat in that steam room stroking and resting on each other for what seemed like hours. Finally I thought it was weird that no-one came in. I was relaxed and happy in a world of flesh.
“I’m going to go and get changed,” I finally said.
“That’s ok,” said Iris.
Amanda kissed me on the cheek, “We’ll meet you outside,”
I exited the steam room and saw a closed for cleaning sign on it. It’s amazing how much authority we give to signs.
I quietly changed back into my civilian clothes and waited for them obediently outside.
Soon the 3 came out in their tasteful and casual civilian clothes.
“We’ll drop you back home Marc,” said Iris.
“But we have to visit a friend first,” said Amanda smiling into my eyes.
“She’s a *long* way off,” said Rachelle.
“Ok by me,” I said and I got into a car with them and sped away. Amanda rubbing me on the back seat, Rachelle stroking my leg and Iris driving. What they didn’t tell me was *how* far it was but with Amanda gently talking to me and rubbing my dick in the back seat I didn’t really care. We drove for over two hours to the next city.
We pulled up into a tasteful house in a posh suburb and we were met by a well-dressed business woman and a boy (I thought he was a boy – no more than 21). Amanda held my hand as Iris hugged the woman and kissed the boy. The woman invited us in. The woman’s name was Marie and the boy’s name was Joseph.
Joseph’s shoes were by the door and Marie asked me to take mine off and place them there too. Iris, Amanda and Rachelle also took their shoes off but left them in a different area.
Once inside I admired the tastefully decorated and expansive space.
“You’ve travelled far to be here Marc,” Marie smiled at me and pointed so I would take a seat.
“I know,” I replied as I sat in a comfortable leather chair. Amanda sat on the arm next to me. Rachele and Iris went into the kitchen with Joseph, giggling and having a good time.
Marie sat across from us on the couch and crossed her smooth and firm legs. She was no more than 45 and dressed very powerfully. Amanda put her hand on my leg and I put my hand on her hand which was very comforting. I wasn’t really sure why we were here and I wanted to feel something familiar – like home.
“So how do you know Amanda, Rachelle and Iris?” I asked accusingly. Deep down they were still my students and I was still their teacher.
Amanda rubbed my leg and Marie rubbed hers.
“I met Iris a few years ago when I visited China,” she said in her liquid smooth voice. Rachelle and Amanda I’ve got to know recently,”
“You come here often?” I asked Amanda.
“Every month or so,” Amanda smiled at me.
“You must be a good friend,” I said to Marie.
“I am indeed,” she smiled sweetly, “Joseph dear please hurry up with the drinks and stop playing with those two girls in there,”
“Yes Marie!” called Joseph sweetly from the kitchen.
“Oh but he is such a *dear*,” Iris called.
“Can’t we hang on to this *dear* boy a little longer?” Rachelle asked giggling.
“Joseph come here *dear* and serve our guests,” Marie cooed and I thought *I’d* come. Joseph came trotting out with a tray of drinks and offered them to me. I was surprised he wasn’t wearing an apron.
“We have orange juice, chinotto or water,” Marie cooed.
“It’s all good,” said Joseph grinning like an idiot.
“I’ll take orange juice,” I said
“Good choice,” Joseph winked. Marie patted the seat next to herself and Joseph sat next to her. She moved her hand to his thigh and started stroking.
“Just relax *dear*,” Marie said to Joseph and he seemed to tune out. I have to admit watching this woman totally dominate that boy, his happy face and Amanda’s hand on my thigh. I was tuning out too – but not too quickly.
“How long have you known Joseph?” I asked Marie and Amanda scratched exquisite nails down my jeans. I sat back, I was startling to relax and I realised that I should have asked Joseph – if he knew.
Rachelle and Iris came into the large lounge room and perched themselves on the other chair. Iris platted Rachelle’s hair and she looked relaxed and free.
“About a year, isn’t that right dear,”
“If you say so,” Joseph replied happily.
“Joseph *loves* being called dear. Isn’t that right *dear*?” Marie said into his ear and he melted into his seat.
“Your house is a *long* way from ours,” Amanda told Marie.
“Is that right?” Marie’s rubbing of Joseph’s leg was gradually becoming more intense as indeed Amanda’s was on mine. I couldn’t take my eyes off that goddess working that boy over and how relaxed and happy he looked. “It’s a *long* trip to be sure,” Marie starred at me with luminous blue eye, “But worth every step. And the *longer* the trip the greater the reward,”
My head lolled back, “I’ll take your word for that,”
“Good idea,” Amanda said to me.
“I won’t keep you 3 long,” Marie began, “I know you want to get home before dark,”
My head was back, my leg was in heaven, Marie’s voice *was* the sexiest thing I’d ever heard but still, still, still somewhere in the back of my mind I was processing every word.
“The sisters are getting together at Gina’s place next month and we’d love you all to come,”
“I don’t know Gina,” I heard Amanda.
“Oh she’s a *dear* girl and her daughter Cassandra is really clever. You’ll like them. The Polanos have really *long* hair like yours,” relaxation flowed through my brain.
“You three are uni students so I’ll pay for your tickets,”
“Is she far?” Iris asked.
“A long, long, *long* way off but worth every step to her place,”
“Where are we going?” Amanda asked.
I was losing, the pleasure was too intense.
Marie hesitated, “Joseph you look tired get some sleep,”
“That’s a good idea,” Amanda squeezed my thigh.
No, no, no! I was fading fast.
“We’re going to Chicago but forget about that for now,”
I heard Iris yawn somewhere. How long I slept for, I don’t know.
“He’s awake!” Amanda smiled with glee.
“Welcome home,” said Rachelle, she was driving and I was between Amanda and Iris on the back seat. It was dusk so I couldn’t have been out of it that long.
“You had a nice long sleep,” Amanda smiled at me with those sexy blue eyes I just wanted to eat up – or be eaten up.
“Relax,” said Rachelle, “It’s a long trip home,” I don’t think even they knew how right they were.
“I’m relaxed plenty,” I sighed and leant on Amanda’s shoulder who lovingly rubbed my hair.
“Shall we play a game Marc to pass the time?” Iris said excitedly.
“You’ve been itching to try this out,” said Rachelle.
“I don’t need games,” I said from somewhere.
“Relax dear,” Amanda cooed softly.
“Now Marc here’s the deal,” Iris put her hands on my thighs and leant in close to me, “I’m going to suck your long, long, *long* dick and if you can take it out of my mouth in under 30 seconds you’re free. If not you have to do as I say. Shall we try it?”
“You’re the boss,” I said, no longer surprised at anything.
Iris went to work on my jeans which wasn’t really that easy for her. I really am quite long. “Are you ready Marc?” Iris breathed into my ear as she rubbed me below.
“No,” I replied.
“But you accept the terms?” Iris squeezed.
“I .. guess,”
“Mmmm,” Amanda and Iris.
“Yes,” I sighed and Iris took me up to heaven. She really was the best and I wished I’d stayed awake to experience Marie. I never even wanted to fight back. I just stayed in that wonderful place. With three powerful women who rubbed every part of me. Iris won, of course, and I spent the next 20 minutes (I think) doing stupid things she said to the giggling three.
And I felt dumb (and great) I was Joseph and he was me. I would be him in a year’s time. … Wait, what was that again?! Say it loud and clear my beautiful sub-conscious mind – IN ONE YEAR’S TIME YOU WILL BE HIM!!
I heard it once but it echoed in my head as my mind bounced around that car.
Rachelle said she was hungry and drove into a roadhouse. We ate and they needed to pee and so did I. I excused myself and went. Standing before the trough I thought about peeing all that excess crap out of myself and then I caught sight of myself in the mirror. I looked into my own eyes and asked, ‘Am I really getting back into that car?’
I was the first out of the bathroom (there is some advantage to being a man). I didn’t think, I walked on autopilot. I walked towards one of the many parked road coaches. I got on. I went straight to the back seat and prayed that no one did a head count. Consumers got back on the bus and I apologised to the guy whose seat I’d stolen. He was amicable, thankfully.
I looked out the back window, Amanda, Iris and Rachelle were running around searching for me. The consumers were back on. The Driver started going through his checks. Come on start the fucking engine! He was in no hurry. Rachelle got in the car. Amanda and Iris were running between buses. The driver closed the door and excruciatingly slowly we took off with Iris staring up at my bus.
I breathed a huge sigh of relief and a breath of fresh air hit my face as that gorgeous air conditioning kicked in.
I relaxed a little and looked behind me. The Terrible 3 (who I already missed – they really were terrific) were behind us. I thought they might overtake but 20 minutes later that car was still right behind me. I looked back at that “comfortable” car with pleading eyes staring up at me, I felt the cold air of the bus on my face and the long, *long* road stretching out in front of me.
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