Chapter 4 Take her shirt off

Fran said, 'Good idea. You decide, but I won't need a babydoll dress because I don't plan to wear much after we walk into Steve's room. walking distance from my apartment, the three of us. I asked, "Why don't you two share the same apartment?" Fran took my hand: “At the time I was looking, Sheila had a stable boyfriend who spent a lot of time with her. As you can see, neither of us had much room, so I decided not to intrude on their situation. Of course, right after I moved in, she broke up with the guy.” I understood the situation. I have a partially furnished one-bedroom apartment facing one of the city's parks. I added some furniture, but otherwise I think most of the furniture is IKEA. At least everything was neat and the place had a modern feel.

Once inside, I offered them both drinks. In the end, I made three hot tea. Both of them sat down on the sofa. As I walked through the kitchen, I could hear quick whispers between the two of them. I felt like a paralyzed rat between two hungry cats. Fear welled up in my gut like it had been since I realized you were sisters, and now I have the additional bite that something bigger than I could have imagined was about to happen.

When I went to serve, the girls parted and motioned for me to sit among them. I did so with some caution about what to follow.

After an awkward pause, Sheila said, "Tomorrow is Sunday, and you and I will go up to the beach for a bit and look for some antiques and stay together." What are you suggesting now that this new situation is happening to us?

I feel put in place. "Well, I asked Fran to join us, and we learned how to have a fun date like this together." After a three-way date, we should critique each other's feelings when we get home at the end of the day. "

Fran laughed and said, 'Ooooh, I like your idea of criticizing our date. More than that, I like the larger idea of open communication before and after we meet. Something like this will keep all of our expectations in check.

Sheila nodded, taking a sip of tea from the cup I had given her. After putting down her cup, she asked, "What if I want to kiss you or hang out with you while we're on a three-way date like now?" If this behavior is ok with your sister's third person, then I guess that would be fine, but the opposite is also possible. "

" What do you mean? maybe soon after.

Fran asks, “What if you and I actually go in there like it's a Wednesday when we're naked, you're nursing my breasts, stroking me, giving me your head, and they I untied each other? By the way, I had a lot of fun.

I looked at Sheila to see how she had heard about her sister and my behavior three nights earlier. She didn't look upset, maybe because we were in the same situation the day before when I did what I did to Fran.

I said, "Well, the same rules apply. There's some reciprocity, or maybe we'll negotiate something if that kind of behavior makes any of you not participating feel. shame discussion.

Sheila said, "What if someone else comes with us?

I said cautiously, "Similar rules could be, but certainly an initial negotiation or agreement on behavior. Same if either of you wants to somehow get a guy into our mix.”

Sheila and Fran nodded. I could see that I was anticipating their next question. I had just set my cup down on the coffee table when Sheila pulled me in for a kiss, and I turned to her to kiss her better. The kiss turned into a meaningful French kiss, where our tongues collided in the open space between our faces when we weren't biting our lips. The kiss was so hot that I checked to see if there were flames around us when we parted.

I think I let out a near-silent 'Wow' as I readjusted my stance.

Before I could bow my head to this kiss, Fran turned around and repeated the kiss to me with the same result. This time I thought maybe the nails in my shoes had melted from the heat of the kiss.

I sat down and Sheila hired me again, this time taking one of my hands and resting it on one of her covered breasts. She whispered to me, “Take off your shirt. Make love to my breasts like you did a few nights ago.

I'm not sure where things are, but after glancing at Fran, I do Sheila's command, tossing her colorful outerwear aside, then her bra as I draw a line. her chest. Then I moved out and sucked on her plump breasts one by one, bringing both nipples to ready height. Sheila groaned in happiness as she held my head close to her chest.

I kept checking beside me to see if Fran was going to kill me. At this point, I'm not sure if I should turn my back on either of them. Maybe they colluded to shoot me down. Fran just nodded encouragingly at me, as if I had to keep doing what I did to her sister. I did, until Sheila started gasping for sexual stimulation. Finally, Sheila pulled me into another kiss, then whispered, "Do Fran. Take her shirt off. Make love to her breasts." I became to Fran, understanding she had watched the sexual sports I had simply accomplished together along with her sister. She held her hands out and we embraced. I tentatively pawed at her breasts and felt her nod affirmatively withinside the ongoing kiss. Thus, I pulled her pinnacle off accompanied with the aid of using the elimination of her lacy bra.

I without delay attempted to carry Fran the identical sort of pleasure I`d been handing over to her sister handiest moments in advance. I ought to were doing some thing right, due to the fact she began out to writhe and moan subsequent to me at the sofa.

As I ministered to Fran, I felt arms from at the back of me begin to unbutton the get dressed blouse I'd worn to our dinner. Sheila helped me shrug off the blouse so that each one 3 folks have been topless. Sheila rubbed her rock tough nipples in opposition to my naked again, and I should sense myself harden extra in my slacks.

When I became again to Sheila I found out she had shed her skirt and wore handiest a small attractive white thong. I knew that underneath the thong she'd had a Brazilian wax process and became extremely smooth. I'd explored that territory only some days in advance and determined the panorama tantalizing and tough to resist.

I pulled Sheila to me and kissed her, jogging my arms throughout her naked belly and chest, pausing once more at her nipples. In the midst of 1 mainly passionate kiss, I allowed my hand to go with the flow southward alongside her frame till my palms touched to pinnacle side at the the front of her thong.

Sheila thrust her hips up at me in apparent invitation to discover further, and so I did. I ran my palms below the brink of the fabric everywhere in the small loincloth of fabric that did little to cover her nether region. Sheila saved sighing and transferring her hips in the direction of me.