Sandy
by ktingram18

Sandy has her first experience with cunnilingus.

SANDY CH. 01

Now you see 'em

When meeting new people Sandy would say, "Hi. My name is Sandy. She used to say, 'I'm Sandy,' but too many people joked that she should rinse off after going to the beach."

Sandy was at her best friend, Julie's, apartment one Friday morning. The two women were both 20 years old. Julie lives with her older brother, John. Sandy still lives with her parents while taking classes at a local university where she majors in math and computer sciences. Sandy goes over to Julie's apartment nearly every day to escape her parents. She tells her parents that she has a study group meeting.

As usual, Julie and Sandy were sitting on the sofa in Julie's living room chatting and drinking coffee. Julie's phone rang and she looked down at it.

"Argh," she muttered. "I need to take this call. It might be a while."

Julie picked up her phone and answered as she walked into her bedroom and shut the door.

No sooner had Julie left than John walked in the front door of the apartment. He worked the night shift at a nearby candy factory, so Sandy rarely saw him. He was usually asleep when the two women got together. So, although Sandy had known John for years, they had rarely talked. He sat on the chair opposite me and grinned.

"I get the 'don't' but when do I get to 'see 'em'?"

Sandy looked quizzical. "Your T-shirt," he added.

Sandy looked down are realized that she was wearing her T-shirt that read 'Now you see 'em. Now you don't.' A couple of years earlier Sandy had had a thing for magic tricks. She learned a lot about sleight of hand and became pretty good at making a deck of cards seem to disappear. She would fan out the cards and say, "Now you see 'em". Then she would collapse the fan with her hands around the cards. When she opened her hands, the cards were gone. "Now you don't." When Sandy saw the T-shirt with a fanned-out deck of cards and her famous magician's phrase, she had to have one.

"Do you want me to do some magic tricks for you?" Sandy asked.

He grinned even more, "I thought your shirt referred to what you might be hiding behind it."

Sandy looked back at him and said, "There is really nothing to see."

"Come on, Sandy. Why don't you let me be the judge of that?"

Although Sandy was well through puberty - axillary and pubic hair started to grow at 8 and menarche at 11 - her chest was absolutely flat. Her nipples had developed nicely, with dark areolas about three inches in diameter, but her breasts were nearly non-existent. Her mother assured her that if she got pregnant her breasts would grow to produce milk, but until then she should enjoy her flat chest.

It wasn't easy for Sandy to 'enjoy' her flat chest when all the other girls' breasts were developing. Both girls and boys alike teased her for her lack of titties. They all called her pancakes.

Julie was the exception. She always told Sandy that she was just fine as she was. Julie's catch phrase was, 'Ignore the ignorant.' While Sandy appreciated Julie's support, she thought sardonically that it was easy for Julie to say, with her c-cup boobs. Sandy and Julie had been fast friends since the first grade, and they remained steadfast despite their developmental differences.

"John!" Sandy exclaimed with her best schoolmarm voice, "are you telling me that you want to see my flat chest?"

John's grin broadened into a smile. "Yes, I am. How about it?"

Sandy had never been overly modest, but John's request was unexpected. He was a handsome young man who was very successful with the ladies by all reports. That, plus the fact that they had rarely talked, left Sandy baffled.

Perhaps because Sandy felt that she had nothing to be modest about. she grinned and lifted the bottom of her T-shirt up to her chin and immediately pulled it back down. Sandy almost never wore underwear, so she didn't have to worry about a bra. After all, why would a young woman with pancake breasts need a bra?

"Thank you," he said. "But I was hoping for a better view." As he spoke, he stood and pushed the coffee table out of the way. He knelt in front of Sandy as she sat on the sofa. He gently took the bottom of Sandy's T-shirt and asked, "May I?"

Sandy was stunned. She had never really had a man interested in her in a sensual or sexual way. She wasn't sure how to respond. She just nodded, "Yes," and he lifted her shirt to expose her flat chest. But he didn't stop with the lift, he pulled Sandy's shirt up and over her head and tossed it to one side on the sofa.

He looked at Sandy's nipples for a moment and then into her eyes. "Wow," he said. "You are gorgeous."

After looking at Sandy's chest for a bit he looked up into her eyes. "May I touch them?" he asked softly.

Sandy didn't know what to say. She had had several guy friends that tried to feel her up, but none of them ever asked for permission. She had always pushed those guys away because she was ashamed of her flat chest. But here was John, looking at her chest and asking nicely if he could touch her. "Ok," Sandy whispered.

He gently stroked Sandy's nipples, gently stroked circles across her areolas, then gently pinched her nipples, which became fully erect.

"Wow," he said. "You are gorgeous."

"You've already said that."

He chuckled softly, then looked Sandy in the eyes and asked, "May I kiss them?"

Again, he asked permission. Sandy was stunned. She didn't know what to say other than, "Yes."

John started kissing her left nipple. He licked in circles around her areola. Then he sucked on the nipple. All the while, his fingers danced over her right nipple.

At first it felt weird. No one had ever touched Sandy's nipples, except herself. She sometimes rubbed and pinched them when she masturbated. But that was it.

As John kissed, licked, sucked, and stroked her nipples Sandy started to feel tingles going up and down her body. That was new. That was unexpected.

When he opened his mouth wide and sucked hard on her breast Sandy felt her flesh being drawn into his mouth. She felt almost as if she had real breasts. Wow!

Then he switched to her right breast. He followed a similar pattern of licking, kissing, and sucking while stroking and pinching her left nipple with his hand. When he started to nibble gently the tingles intensified.

He played with her nipples for at least 5 minutes. Sandy expected him to stop. Instead, he switched back to her left nipple. As he kept going, the tingling started to make Sandy feel like she might even have an orgasm. She started to moan. She was in heaven.

Sandy had never expected that stimulating her breasts could give her so much pleasure. John kept licking, sucking, kissing, and nibbling breasts as Sandy collapsed back into the sofa. After 10 minutes or so, he stopped. When she opened her eyes, he was looking straight into them.

"Do you like oral?" he asked.

"What?"

"Do you like oral?" he repeated. "Cunnilingus."

"I don't know. I've never had it."

"I love doing cunnilingus," he said. "If you haven't ever had it, you should try it. I'm sure that you would like it. May I?"

Sandy was at a loss for words. Not only had she never experienced cunnilingus, she had never really thought about someone eating her pussy. She had seen porn stars having oral sex but hadn't really thought about participating herself.

John stood, took Sandy's hands, and lifted her to her feet. He looked into her eyes and said, "If you want to stop at any time, just say so and I will stop."

"Ok," was her eloquent response.

John put his thumbs in the waistband of Sandy's shorts and slowly pulled them down as he dropped back to his knees. Sandy sat back down on the sofa as he lifted her feet one by one and took off her shorts, which he tossed onto her T-shirt. As usual, Sandy was not wearing panties. He pulled Sandy's hips forward to the edge of the sofa, which made her lie back further. Then he separated her legs and exclaimed once again, "Wow! You are beautiful."

Sandy couldn't say a word. Between the feelings of fear and excitement of having a man look between her legs for the first time, she was mute.

John used his thumbs to part Sandy's pubic hair, then licked from the bottom to the top of her vagina. The tingling that started when he played with her flat tits rose a quantum level. Bells rang and reverberated through her body.

John was very slow. He licked up and down both sides of Sandy's vaginal opening, sucking and nibbling her labia. She moaned as her pussy ached with pleasure Then he flicked the tip of his tongue up her clitoris. A yelp jumped unbidden out of Sandy's mouth.

Sandy had started masturbating when she was ten. While she loved the sensations, masturbation was a pale comparison to what John was doing for her. As he continued to flick his tongue across her clitoris, up and down, side to side, circles, and then down to her vaginal opening, her moans began to crescendo. Louder and louder. John's tongue moved faster and faster, but still with a very light touch.

When John lightly touched Sandy's anus with one finger she went over the top. Her body convulsed with a full spasm. He kept licking her clitoris until Sandy was quivering and shaking uncontrollably.

Then he backed off from her clitoris but continued licking her labia and stroking her anus.

Sandy thought that she had masturbated to orgasm, but it was never anything like the whole-body cataclysm that she had just experienced.

John sat back on his heels and said, "Thank you. That was fantastic. Let's do it again sometime."

He stood and went to his room, shutting the door behind him. After he had already closed the door, Sandy mustered a weak, "Let's."

Sand was limp. She was splayed out on my best friend's sofa, nude and immobile.

A few moments later Julie said, "Well, it looks like you have been having fun."

Sandy's only movement was to open her eyes and look at Julie. "Wow!" was all she could say.

"Well, if you liked that, just wait until he fucks you." Julie sat on the sofa next to Sandy and picked up her hand. "I want to hear all about it," she said.


SANDY CH. 02

Best friends become better friends.

Sandy felt totally spent. The powerful orgasm that she had with John left her limp. She lay naked on the sofa without any concern for her nudity or that Julie knew what she had experienced.

Julie lifted Sandy's hand to her lips and kissed it softly. "Can you talk?" Julie asked.

Sandy had recovered her breath. She opened her eyes and looked at Julie. "I think so."

"So, what happened?"

"I'm still processing. The short version is that John played with my chest. Then he kissed and sucked on my nipples. Then he ate my pussy." Sandy spoke with the flat tone of someone in a daze. "What threw me is that when he was finished, John stood up and said, 'Thank you. Let's do it again.' What do you think he meant?"

"It sounds like he enjoyed himself and wants to do it again. How about you?"

"I would love to do it again, but why did he thank me when he was giving me pleasure?"

"Do you like chocolate even if it doesn't give you an orgasm? Or a nice piece of grilled fish? Or pizza? Maybe you taste that good to him. Even if he doesn't get an orgasm, he gets a deep pleasure. Have you tasted yourself?"

Sandy looked at Julie a bit askance. Julie continued, "Even if you don't like your taste, he might find it rapturous."

Julie reached between Sandy's thighs and dipped a finger into her pussy. Sandy quivered from the touch, but Julie just brought her finger up to her mouth and sucked on the end. "Yum," declared Julie. "I can see why he might like eating your pussy. I might even like it."

"Are you saying that you want to eat my pussy?" Sandy asked with a quizzical look.

"That wasn't what I said," Julie replied. "To be honest, I've never really thought about doing cunnilingus on another woman. We've both seen porn actresses eat pussy, but it just didn't seem something for me. But now that you mention it, if I was to do cunnilingus on another woman, it would be you. How about you? Have you ever thought about licking another woman's pussy?"

"Not really," Sandy replied. "But I admit that I am curious whether I could give you as much pleasure as John gave to me. I'm getting a little worked up just thinking about it."

"Me too," Julie admitted. Julie looked down at Sandy's crotch. "You have super thick and long pubic hair. How did John find your goodies in all that?" Julie reached out to touch Sandy's pubes but stopped in mid reach. "May I touch them?" she asked.

"I suppose," said Sandy noncommittally. She appreciated Julie for asking, but also remembered that Julid did not ask for permission before dipping a finger in her vagina to get a taste of Sandy's pussy juice.

Julie rubbed the hair over Sandy's mons veneris. Then she gently pulled on the hair to see how long it was. Then she reached down to the side of Sandy's pussy to stroke and feel the pubic hair there. Sandy couldn't help but let out a soft moan as Julie stroked the hair over her labia majora.

Julie got down on her knees between Sandy's legs and started pulling the pubic hair on each side of Sandy's pussy. Julie parted Sandy's pubic hair so she could see Sandy's labia minora, clitoris, and slightly open vagina. "Wow!" Julie exclaimed. "You are gorgeous."

It was the second time today that someone had complimented Sandy's pussy. She wallowed in the good feelings of Julie's compliment and touch.

Julie looked up at Sandy and smiled. "Would you mind if I licked you?"

Sandy was pretty sure that neither she nor Julie was a lesbian, but curiosity and sensual pleasure answered for her. "Please."

Julie started licking at the bottom of Sandy's vaginal opening, just as John had done. Sandy took things slowly at first but accelerated tongue strokes. Unlike John, who kept his tongue strokes soft even as he sped up, Julie's tongue increased pressure on Sandy's labia and clitoris as she sped up.

Sandy moaned and twitched. As the speed and pressure increased, her twitches became convulsions that gripped her entire body until she was in the throes of orgasm. Julie kept up the stimulation until Sandy's legs began to quiver and Sandy yelled, "Stop!"

After Sandy caught her breath, Julie asked her how she felt.

"Please peel me off of the ceiling."

Sandy had gone limp again when Julie asked, "How did that compare with John?"

"I don't want to compare," Sandy said. "I had thunderous orgasms with each of you. You used similar, but different techniques. I can't really say which I prefer. Perhaps I need to have another sample."

The two women laughed. I'll look forward to it as I am sure will John," said Julie.

Sandy had barely moved since John had brought her to orgasm earlier. But she sat up and scootched between Julie's legs. Sandy started to reach under Julie's skirt, but stopped, "May I have the pleasure?" she asked.

Julie smiled and nodded in the affirmative. Sandy reached under Julie's short skirt and pulled her thong panties down and off her feet. In the process, Sandy had pushed Julie's skirt up under her butt so that her pussy was fully exposed.

And Julie's pussy was truly exposed. Julie had no pubic hair at all. Sandy stared in wonder. The two friends had talked about sex many times. Julie had had plenty of boyfriends, Sandy none to speak of. While Julie openly discussed her boyfriends, she had never mentioned removing her pubic hair.

"Oh my," Sandy said. "You look and smell delicious."

Sandy leaned forward and inhaled deeply. She tentatively licked the upper part of Julie's slit. Her tongue found Julie's clitoris under the clitoral hood. She teased the clitoris briefly before letting her tongue travel up and down her friend's labia minora. Sandy drew circles around Julie's labia minora with the tip of her tongue. Several clockwise. Several counterclockwise. Again, and again until Julie began to pant.

Then Sandy touched her tongue to the bottom of Julie's vaginal opening and thrust her tongue as deep as she could into her friend's love sheath. Julie moaned in earnest as Sandy swirled her tongue inside her friend's vagina. Several clockwise swirls. Several counterclockwise. Again, and again as deep as her tongue could reach.

Sandy kept trying new ways to stimulate Julie's sex. She used her lips to squeeze Julie's labia. She tried to suck Julie's clitoris out from beneath the hood. She nibbled gently on Julie's clitoris. Julie moaned under Sandy's caresses.

The meaning behind Julie's explanation of the pleasure of cunnilingus suddenly crystalized in Sandy's mind. Not only did Sandy love the taste and smell of Julie's pussy, she loved Julie's responses. Julie's moans and twitches told Sandy that she was doing something right for her best friend's pleasure and it gave Sandy a sense of power.

Julie was spasming lightly when Sandy slid her tongue upward to Julie's clitoris. Back and forth. Up and down. Circular motions. As fast and hard as her tongue could move across Julie's clitoris. A series of orgasmic tidal waves washed over Julie until she could take no more. Before Julie could shout stop, Sandy stopped.

"That was the best fun I've had in a long time," Sandy whispered. "Thank you. It was wonderful."

Julie lay spent and limp on the sofa.

Sandy stood, found her T-shirt and shorts. She dressed and bent over to kiss Julie lightly on the cheek and whispered, Let's do it again." Sandy quietly let herself out of the apartment as Julie recovered from her pleasure.

Julie roused a bit as she watched Sandy shut the door behind her. "Let's," she whispered.


SANDY CH. 03

A little help from my friends.

The next day was Saturday. Julie started work as a hair stylist at 10:00 am on Saturdays, so Sandy got to her apartment by 8:30 so they could talk before Julie went to work. Sandy had replayed mentally the events of the previous day multiple times. Surprisingly, she awoke refreshed and clear-headed Saturday morning.

When Julie opened the door and saw Sandy, she opened her arms wide, and the two friends embraced heartily.

"I'm so glad you came over," Julie gushed. I was worried that John and I might have scared you off."

"Scared me off? No way. But you certainly got me off. I felt like I floated home.

"There is, however, one issue that I wanted to discuss with you."

"What's that?"

"You said something to the effect that if I liked getting cunnilingus from John I would really love when he fucked me. Do you remember that?"

"More or less. What's the problem there?"

"Well, it seemed like you were speaking from personal experience. I don't want to pry or judge, but what you said suggested to me that you have experienced both cunnilingus and sex with John. Is that right?"

Julie took Sandy's hand and led her to the sofa. "Let me pour us some coffee so we can sip and chat at ease."

A few minutes later Julie came out of the kitchen with two mugs of coffee. Black for Julie, sweet and blond for Sandy.

Sandy was sitting on the sofa right next to one of the arms. Julie sat down so close to Sandy that Sandy was squeezed between the sofa arm and Julie. Julie took a sip from her coffee cup and set the cup on the table in front of the sofa.

Julie put her hand on Sandy's thigh and started talking easily. "My parents tried to have children for years without success. They finally decided that they might never produce children of their own, so they adopted John when he was a baby. As sometimes happens, the presence of a baby in the house seemed to increase my parents' fertility. My mother conceived me when John was about 18 months old, so we are not biological brother and sister.

"Our parents never hid the fact that John was adopted. They loved us both as equally as they could. And John and I were always very close.

"Four years ago, or so, John and I were commiserating about our sex lives. We both had concerns that we weren't very good lovers and that our lovers were not satisfying us. John was worried about how well he could do cunnilingus and how to avoid premature ejaculation. I was concerned about how well I could suck and ride dick. We agreed to help each other develop our skills. We practiced with each other. We gave each other lots of honest feedback and studied various techniques using the internet.

"Of course, some people might decry that we were committing incest because we grew up as brother and sister, but the fact that we were not biologically related made that argument irrelevant. I did a bit of study on incest and learned that European aristocrats often married within their families to maintain control over their wealth and power. Incest has only been taboo for a couple hundred years, only after people realized that incest and inbreeding could lead to genetic diseases, like hemophilia. As I thought more about it, I reached the conclusion that having sex with relatives is not necessarily bad. What is bad is having babies with relatives. John and I learned a lot from each other and always practiced safe sex.

"So yes, I was speaking from experience."

Julie stood and said, "I need to get to work. I have a full schedule of clients today. Do you think you could come over around 6:00 pm to have dinner with John and me? It would be good if the three of us could talk together."

Sandy stood and collected their cups to take them to the kitchen. She looked at Julie in a totally new light. Sandy said, "I'd love to come. What can I bring?"

Julie laughed, "That's what I love about you Sandy. You always want to contribute. How about if you bring a vegetable side dish?"

"Sounds good. I'll see you at 6."

* * * * *

Sandy was flummoxed. Julie's revelations left her unsettled. She still loved Julie and accepted her for who she was. Sandy didn't love John in the same way, after all she didn't know him as well. See fretted about what they would say to each other that evening.

Sandy tried to study but didn't have a lot of success. Her thoughts kept going back to John and Julie giving her orgasms yesterday and how much she enjoyed giving Julie an orgasm. She imagined laying back with her legs spread wide as the two of them licked her nipples and pussy. She imagined Julie and John stimulating her g-spot and anus. She wondered how it would feel to have John fuck her. In the end she gave up on studying went to the internet to learn more about incest, sex, and anal stimulation. She went down several internet rabbit holes before she decided to start cooking.

Sandy loved to cook. She spent the later part of the afternoon in her parents' kitchen making two of her favorite vegetable dishes, broccoli salad and roasted fennel with parmesan. She made enough so that she could leave a few servings of each with her parents for their dinner.

She dressed in a hippie style dress with a paisley print. The dress had a scoop back and a deep V in the front with two straps that tied behind her neck. The dress came down to mid-thigh. As usual, Sandy wore nothing under the dress.

She showed her mother the dishes that she had prepared, kissed her parents, and told them that she might spend the night at Julie's apartment. Her parents said, "Have fun. Call us if you need anything."

Sandy strode out the door with a light step. As Sandy walked the 6 blocks to Julie and John's apartment, she enjoyed the sun on her skin and the breeze that blew under her dress.

When Sandy knocked on Julie's door, John answered. He smiled, said "Hello," and embraced her warmly. John took a step back to look at Sandy and said, "Julie told me that you were bringing a vegetable, but it looks like you might have also brought dessert. You look delicious." John inhaled deeply and added, "You smell divine. I wasn't particularly hungry but now I have a raging appetite."

Sandy blushed at the compliment as they took her dishes into the kitchen where Julie was putting the finishing touches on her part of the dinner, namely crispy-skin salmon and garlic bread. Sandy put down her dishes and sniffed deeply, "Ooo. That smells wonderful."

Sandy hugged Julie from the side and realized that like her, Julie wore nothing beneath the red T-shirt that barely covered her buttocks.

John was the only one of the three that was not dressed provocatively. He wore a T-shirt and shorts. Sandy guessed that he, too, wore nothing beneath his outer clothes. After all, it was summer.

The three friends ate dinner with a lively discussion. They talked about recent political events, unrest in the middle east, China, and other topics from the daily news. They brought each other up to date with their jobs and school.

After dinner, all three cleared the table. Sandy washed and John rinsed the dishes while Julie dried them and put them away. Once the kitchen was cleaned up, Julie said, "Let's go have a serious discussion."

They sat in the living room. Sandy and Julie sat on the sofa and John sat on a chair opposite. As she had done that morning, after Sandy sat next to the arm on the right side of the sofa and Julie sat close to Sandy, squeezing her against the arm of the sofa. Sandy looked at Julie and smiled, "Hmm. Up close and personal."

Julie took Sandy's left hand in her own left hand and reached her right arm around Sandy's shoulders. Julie kissed Sandy's cheek and said, "I am so glad that you are here." After a brief pause, Julie asked, "Who wants to start the discussion?"

John said, "I don't mind starting the discussion, but I would suggest that we reconsider our seating arrangement before we start. How about if we move some furniture to create a space so we can all sit on the floor in a circle. I'll get a blanket for us to sit on and we can all hold hands. What do you think?"

"Great idea," Julie agreed. "How about you, Sandy?"

"Sounds good to me."

Julie and Sandy made a good space on the floor while John found a blanket. He spread the blanket out and they all sat down cross legged. Both Julie's T-shirt and Sandy's dress rode up as they sat, reveal their pussies. But neither tried to cover up.

"That is quite a view," John exclaimed. "Perhaps we should just all take off our clothes."

Both John and Julie had already seen Sandy without clothes. She said, "Ok with me."

John stood to take off his shorts and T-shirt, whereas Sandy and Julie just lifted their clothes over their heads and tossed them to the side.

It was the first time that Sandy had seen John naked. Both John and Julie had spectacular bodies. Their pubic areas were smooth. Both were fit. Both seemed totally comfortable in their nudity. Sandy had not seen many penises, so she was very curious about John's. She asked, "May I touch it?"

"Not yet," John responded. "Let's have our conversation first. I said I would start, so here goes."

John looked at Sandy and said, "Sandy, I really enjoyed pleasuring you yesterday. I would love to do it again. And again. While I get great pleasure from tasting and touching you, I would also to share mutual orgasmic pleasure."

He looked at Julie with a smile. "Julie, you and I have shared many experiences. I feel a deep love and respect for you. What we have is special. I would hope that we could also share our love, respect, and pleasures with Sandy. How do you feel?"

Julie looked first and Sandy, then at John before she said, "John, yes, our relationship is special Not many people would understand or appreciate it, but I believe that Sandy can. Sandy and I have been friends for a long time. Yesterday our friendship took a new twist. I too hope that Sandy would join us in sharing all levels of pleasures that we can achieve."

Julie and John both looked and Sandy. Julie asked, "Sandy, how do you feel? We realize that all of this is new for you. We can take things slowly. You can tell us to stop any time and I will still be your best friend if you let me. Are you willing to share amazing pleasures with us?"

"Well . . ." Sandy paused. "Have you two talked about what happened yesterday?"

"Just the broad strokes." Julie said with a smile. "But we know the essentials."

"That's good," Sandy said, returning Julie's smile.

"First, thanks to both of you. I realized on my way over here that for the first time since puberty, I did not feel embarrassed by my flat chest. Julie, you have always assured me that I am fine as I am. And John, when you touched and kissed my tiny titties yesterday, I felt like you really enjoyed playing with them. I am still flat chested, but you two have taught me that even a flat chest can be beautiful and receive pleasure. Thank you.

"For the other big thing from yesterday, I again thank you both. I had always thought that oral sex was one person altruistically giving another person pleasure. You taught me that giving oral sex can be overwhelmingly pleasurable to the giver, even if it doesn't come with an orgasm.

"I was reading a bit about hedonism this afternoon. I'd always thought that hedonists were just after personal pleasure. I learned that there are multiple philosophies of hedonism. One of the things that I liked was the idea that pleasure is not just a result of physical sensations, it is a state of mind, in which the mind and the body merge into a blissful state, if only temporarily. That is what I felt yesterday with you two.

"And I have a few requests. I feel like I am way behind in learning about sex. Would you two be willing to teach me more, both how to give and receive pleasure. I want to learn about it all, to explore your bodies and to let you explore mine.

"What do you think?"

Julie said, "You know that John and I have each had other lovers. Certainly not a secret. But we have never had another person join us in our sexual adventures. I, for one, would love to have you join us.

John and Julie looked at each other with big smiles. Then they turned to face Sandy with their big smiles.

John stood in a fluid motion, still holding Julie and Sandy's hands, he pulled them up. As Julie and Sandy stood, John embraced them both. The three held their group hug for several minutes until they all started laughing. John kissed Sandy for the first time, then he kissed Julie, then Sandy and Julie kissed each other.

They laughed again as John let his hand drop to the butts of the women on either side. He squeezed and slid his fingers along the cracks of their asses.

Sandy coyly asked John, "May I touch you now?"