Paper People Pooling Assets

When our lips separated and our eyes opened, we smiled at each other. Rachel was standing right there and so I tilted over and kissed her deeply too. Then Rachel and Jane kissed again. I watched them eagerly and ventured to put my hand on Rachel's body, still not knowing the boundaries with Jane. Although a minute more of these exchanges, and I found myself groping Jane's tits with whole hands. Rachel was first to grab at my cock, and I returned by lowering my hand into her soaking panties, but before I'd passed the waistband, she stopped me and took a step back. Then Rachel peeled her underwear off and she stood fully nude against the granite. She drew Jane in with a finger and Jane pressed against her and they made out some more. I grabbed myself in autonomy at last and watched Jane put a hand over Rachel's pussy and slowly begin to rub. Rachel exhaled and moaned slightly. Then she caught my eye over Jane's shoulder, took the string-tie of Jane's bottoms between her fingers, and gestured that I should pull it.

If we hadn't passed it yet, this was the undeniable point of no return. But there was Jane, stroking proficiently at Rachel's clit, and kissing her all over. The opportunity was unmissable. I stepped to Jane's back and ran my fingers down her side, carving around her toned ass and resting a moment at her hip bone. I kissed her neck. My hand met Rachel's and she fed the strings into my grip. Slowly I began to tug, gradually loosening the front and back pieces until the knot had broken and the bottoms had slunk off Jane's hips. I dropped them to the tiles and put my hands on her naked waist. The dimples at her lower back arced above her bare ass and after only a moment of looking, Jane turned herself around and faced me, pulled me in for a passionate kiss and hungrily yanked down my trunks. When my throbbing cock, finally free, fell forward and made contact against her pelvis, she took it in her hand and lowered to her knees. Gingerly but with enthusiasm, Jane then took me into her mouth.

She maintained a hold and pumped me slowly as she went deeper. Her lips formed around my shaft and her tongue made sweeping rotations as she demonstrated the capacity of her throat. The surreality was overt: Jane was sucking my dick. Right away, it was all I could do not to burst. I wanted to be fully in this moment, fully in Jane. But I knew I had to doubly occupy myself lest this all end too quickly, and I wouldn't have thought fondling the other naked girl present would have tempered my drive, but it did somehow. I reached to bring Rachel to my side and I kissed her. Then I began working at what Jane started, pawing at her clit and eventually sliding my fingers into her pussy. It was my middle finger first, and when I added in my index finger too, she pulled back her kiss and I watched submission wash over her face. I continued fingering with an internal come hither motion, and looked down at Jane, who was now using both hands to aid her as she deep-throated me. I breathed heavily to communicate how good she was. I had never been with two women at once. Even when I fucked Annie, Rachel only watched and played with herself on the sidelines. This was a whole other ball game, so to speak, and I knew I'd have to summon my best efforts.

After a few stunning minutes of this, I felt the reach of my limits and I pulsed my rod so that Jane would feel it against her lips. She read me loud and clear, retracted and rose back to eye level. We kissed again, and then she kissed Rachel. Amid doing so, Jane spun off the faucet and the water ceased. Then she took Rachel and I each by hand and guided us out of the chamber toward a series of hooks where fresh towels hung. We each took one, patted the water off and rubbed our hair dry. Now I could take a look at Jane from a step back. Her figure was not for an inch anywhere even a trace shy of perfect. Nor was her skin; flawless and tanned. It was my chance to peek at her pussy, which was pristinely hairless and matched her skin tone. And Rachel was gorgeous as always, free and fairy-like, her nude little frame and round ass below dyed lavender locks. Jane took us to the adjoining primary bedroom, where a king-sized bed awaited, with all white sheets and adornments. She climbed aboard, flashing us her underneath with the bend of her body, and then flipped to lay on her back, with her tits perkily upward. She crooked her neck and caught Rachel and I ogling her, and she smiled at the effects of her charms.

Lamely, the thought of cameras re-entered my brain. This was clearly Jane's boss's bedroom, and given the esteem of his home, I had to assume his security was top notch. Jane had implied she could access the footage, and I had assumed that meant to erase it. On the other hand, I hadn't forgotten about her apparent pornographic proclivity. If she could access the footage, she could theoretically download it, meaning anything we did here could be hers to save forever. With this realisation, it suddenly dawned on me that this seemingly organic exploit might have been more planned than I thought. After all, what was Rachel really doing here? Why had they decided to reunite in this way? And what exactly went on at that camp those years ago? Was Jane's uncharacteristic behaviour in fact predisposed by the magic touch of our mutual guardian sex angel? It didn't matter now. I was naked in the glamorous bedroom, and so were these women. And something had to be done about it.

Rachel joined Jane on the bed first, and the two quickly enmeshed themselves, kissing lips and necks and nibbling ears. They squealed at ticklish spots and met with their tongues, swirling all around, wide-mouthed and ravenous. I watched Rachel drag her mouth from Jane's face down to her nipples, where she evenly treated each to a bath before continuing her lick lower and arriving at her slit. She positioned herself in a bend, so her own pussy was presented in my direction, and then she leant deep and began devouring Jane's sweet beneath.

Jane relaxed against the sheets, throwing her head back and creating a halo of wild brown hair. She closed her eyes and released a wobbly breath that slowly grew into an elated pant. As I stepped to the bed, I saw Jane's hand grasp at the sheet to stabilise herself amidst whatever Rachel was doing to make her feel like she was free falling in the atmosphere. I climbed onto the bed and took Rachel's hips in my hands. My cock fell against her ass and I began teasing the tip at her pussy lips. Jane must have felt me shift the mattress because she opened her eyes and gazed up at me. She was flush now and visibly still involved in Rachel eating her out, but she collected enough breath to whisper, "Fuck her so good, okay? I want to watch you fuck her before you fuck me."

I'd been inside Rachel many times, but perhaps for the view and the words of encouragement, she had never felt better. When I sunk my full length inside her and gave my first pump, it nudged Rachel to tongue at Jane even harder, and Jane devolved from talking about me fucking them to moaning incoherently, and pretty soon she was reduced back to a puddle of satisfaction.

Thrusting into Rachel was rocking her enough to shake Jane's tits. She often grabbed at one or both of them and massaged herself, and it felt a bit like she was putting on a show for my benefit. As if I needed anything else to make this the most dream-like experience.

Eventually, Rachel pulled away from Jane's pussy and let out a yelp. I ensured to continue at pace and she leaned into me, unable to pleasure two at once. This gave Jane a chance to perch upward and watch us, employing her deadly lip-bite.

"Yes! Yeeeee-ess!" wailed Rachel. "Right there, right there, yeah yeah yeah, ye--"

She came hard. Maybe harder than I'd ever made her come, which seemed to please Jane enormously. Rachel paused frozen for a beat, letting the shiver travel through her, but before I knew it, she was back in action. She flipped over to face me, widened her legs and invited me back inside. I remained on my knees, and I slid in fast this time. Rachel laid her back down, and Jane rose, lifting a leg over Rachel's face and carefully lowering, placing her pussy down on Rachel's hungry tongue. She writhed there, fucking Rachel's face, exhaling and moaning, bracing herself against the nearby headboard, and using her free hand to caress her own hair. And after finding her balance and settling into the motions, she leaned in to kiss me, and we made out while each fucking different parts of Rachel.

Jane put a hand against my body and used me as a ladder as she reduced the angle between her and the bed. Keeping her bottom half on top of Rachel's face, she brought her own mouth to Rachel's pussy, where I was still thrusting in and out. At the back thrust, Jane grabbed my cock and withdrew it from its wet cavern. It was like she was pulling the sword from the stone; and it was like she was a sword swallower. She fed me into our mouth once again and sucked while at the same time petting at Rachel's pussy. This felt incredible, as did watching Jane proceed to swap actions between us, taking time to jerk me while tonguing Rachel's clit. They both whined in the sixty-nine position. I recalled earlier at the pool when Jane referred to herself as a prude and was delighted by that notion considering the look of her now. If such a thing exists, this was no half-hearted, drunken threesome. It was a raunchy, committed celebration of human physicality, during which we all gave in to each other's most sacred gifts. Still on my knees, I maintained a surveillance of all that was happening, and I noticed when Rachel flopped her head back, breathless from all the oral digging. Then she got back to it, also incorporating fingering Jane. Her tongue was in one hole, her pinky another, but I couldn't say which.

"Yeeeeeeaa," Jane cried in a high pitch.

And before she could visibly come, Rachel cut her off, tapping her thigh and saying, "Switch with me."

Jane dismounted and the two girls grinned back at me, both gloriously dishevelled and pink in the cheeks and under-regions. Rachel made a nodding motion at Jane and it seemed to say, "Fuck her so hard." Jane practised a shy expression, but her body didn't concur. She sat with her arms bracing behind her and she created a clear path between her legs. Her posture read, "Please do it to me, I want it so bad." I came to a crawling state and neared her, kissing her first, and lining up my cock with her opening. The world changed forever as Jane's warm, wet pussy formed snugly around my cock. I plunged deep and slow and began gently pumping against the comforting walls of her insides.

She squeaked when I made contact, and smiled massively when our rhythm commenced. "Oh my god," she whispered. "You feel amazing."

We both laid parallel, with me on top, her legs arched on either side, and we kissed as we fucked. For the next several minutes, I admit we were making love as much as we were fucking, and that progressed until Jane began coming loudly. She tightened and then released all her tension at once, emitting a feeble cry and dropping her voice an octave as she shouted "Yeeeeeah," and then sunk deeper into the sheets, her eyes hazy and her stare blissed. We stopped thrusting a moment, and I retracted to spot Rachel on the side, waiting to tap in.

Our next position involved Rachel on all fours, with Jane straddling over top of her so their asses were stacked, four cheeks in a square. I fingered Rachel while nose-diving into Jane, running my tongue between the lips and prodding for her lush canal. Then I swapped between the girls. While they remained that way, I fucked each of them some more, kneeling and alternating between pussies over and over. Next, I took my turn to lie down, and Jane climbed onto me, lowered onto my cock and she rode me like an absolute warrior. It was an extraordinary view, her tall body and perfect natural features towering above. Rachel blocked my sight line eventually (although it was quite a fine alternative) when she sat on my face. I licked her two delicious openings and the slippery trench between, and the girls leaned in and kissed and fondled each other as they rode me.

Finally, they fucked each other, which was truly a wondrous thing to behold. I pulled back and awed at them. Stretching out on the bed, they held themselves upright on far ends, and entangled their legs, and scissored each other while I watched and tugged on myself. They watched me right back and all of us groaned, with sweat glazing us all over and blood rushing through our most fixated parts. The juices of their pussies colluded, and were visibly sticky from the persisting horniness. After a minute of this, both girls began coming, and the harmony of their yelps made me realize I was about to come also.

"I'm close," I warned, and both Jane and Rachel sat upright, arranging themselves cheek to cheek and facing me. "Where should I..?"

"Wherever you want," Jane said. "Hopefully on us, but wherever you want."

I didn't have time to consider my options. I unloaded feverishly all over both of their faces. They barely flinched, and in no time were kissing and licking it off each other. I couldn't believe what I saw, but there appeared to be no one in the room not still fully involved in the pleasure and heat of the moment.

Eventually Rachel laughed and said, "I guess I need another shower," and Jane shrugged and said her too. We returned together to the rain chamber, and in no time I was fully recharged and the three of us were fucking in there too. The girls made out while I traded between their pussies, accessing from behind. Their asses were both bouncy and slick from the water. At one point I pulled out to come again, this time decorating Jane's back, but we washed it off and kept at it.

Everyone had the chance to come many times before we stopped for dinner, at which point we were simply exhausted and in need of electrolytes. Jane ordered Thai food to the gate and she and Rachel went together to retrieve it. They both remained completely nude and they giggled the whole way there and back. I watched and thought they looked like pixies, prancing on the driveaway. We ate on the patio, then went for another swim - this time, of course, all of us fully naked and comfortably so. The three of us spent the night in the big bed, and fucked some more before falling asleep in a sprawl of fleshy freedom.

I woke up first and went to the kitchen to make coffee. I noticed a piece of paper held to the fridge with a magnet. It was Jane's resignation letter. Reading between the lines revealed her boss had been acting horribly and she wasn't going to tolerate it any longer. I realized all at once, our escapades were her revenge. She'd take the footage, and her asshole employer would never know what we'd done in his home. I didn't confront Jane about the paper. Instead I let her tell me a few days later that she had a new job clerking at the old boss's top competing firm.

It seems I'm always in the company of a clerk. Two in fact. The long and the short is that Jane and I got together. There was simply too much physical chemistry added to our history of closeness. We knew we had to see it through. But to make things all the more exciting, we still welcome Rachel to join us pretty often. After all, she's done us quite the favour, and we're both happy to continue thanking her forever with deserved orgasms. Sometimes two of us fuck while the third watches. Other times we're just in one great cluster and it's unclear who's who. There was even one special occasion where Jessie's and Craig lent us their little redhead in the lingerie mask; another when Annie was back in town. Four-ways make the combinations of people all the richer. Any two of us can fuck while watching the other two go at it, and then we just keep up a parade of partner swapping.

I realize of course that it all sounds crazy, that I went into a stationary store one day, and the result was all this incredible sex and happiness. But that's a fantasy, right? That's the profound and unbreakable beauty of existing only on paper.