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Catrina asked, grinning. "Definitely. Very. I'm sure you know you are, but I know you're not available, and that's OK."
Eileen said, "Still, it's nice to hear you think we look good, even from a man." I grinned. "I work in an adult bookstore, full of magazines showing all kinds of beautiful women, You might say I'm kind of an expert." Eileen giggled. Catrina smiled, and said, "I like that. You're cute." Eileen added, "For a man." It was a fun conversation. I felt we were becoming friends, not just housemates.
"Care for a beer?" Both said "Sure!" I went to the kitchen a got 3 of my 6, opened them, and handed one to each. I sat back down and took a sip of mine. "So, just so you know," Catrina began, "Eileen and I have been lesbians since puberty, and we've been together since our teen years. We're in love, and very satisfied." From the way they sat together on the couch, relaxed and touching, holding hands, I believed them. Briefly I imagined them naked, sensuously caressing one another. "That's great to hear," I said.
Eileen began to speak. "We have been talking about trying something a little different, though, just for a change. It would involve a man, one we could trust, sliding between us." I was already hard, but that brought a sudden twitch inside my jeans. "An interesting idea," I said. "Tell me about it."
Catrina explained, "One thing we like to do, besides oral, is to rub our clits together until we climax. It's called scissoring, and it's lots of fun. But we thought maybe if were laying pussy-to-pussy and a man slid his cock between us, slipping between our wet lips and our clits, it would be a different, and intense, pleasure for both of us." Eileen added, "And for you, too." Yes, she said that. This was no longer just hypothetical. "I...think you're right." I said.
Catrina asked, "Would you like to try that with us?" I nodded affirmatively. Eileen said, "We've never tried this before, and we just want to ease into it, just doing what Catrina said, at least to begin with. Can we trust you not to get carried away?" "Your idea will be plenty of pleasure for me, and I don't do anything I know isn't wanted-- that would spoil it. Yes, you can trust me."
"Lets go to our room," said Catrina. I followed them there. She asked,"Shall we get undressed?" No reply was needed. The women shed their loose shorts and T-shirts as I unfastened my jeans and dropped them, followed by my T-shirt. None of us, I noticed, were in the habit of wearing underwear. The loose clothing they usually wore hadn't revealed how nicely shaped their bodies were, or much of their lovely skin. Catrina, blonde, was creamy and pale; Eileen had dark brown hair and light tan skin all over, not, evidently, from the sun. I gazed at one, then the other, then both. "Pardon me for pointing," I said, grinning. "Let's call it a compliment," Catrina said, giggling. Eileen said, "We thought we'd play a little first, while you watch, and then we'll be ready for you." That sounded good to me.
They reclined on the bed, facing, caressing each other's soft breasts. Then their hands roamed to bellies, thighs, and butts. Catrina kissed Eileen's nipples, then licked her way to her navel. Eileen quivered at that and raised up, grabbing Catrina's ass with one hand, twisting around to plant a kiss on her crotch. The two of them play-wrestled, tickling and gently poking, fingers probing between spread thighs, finding wetness.
I watched closely as I could without getting in the way. It was delightful to see. They flipped to a 69 position, Catrina on the bottom, and began vigorously licking, their bodies writhing in obvious pleasure. They probably could have continued that for much longer, but they suddenly rolled apart and sat upright in the middle of the bed. Their legs were spread; I gazed upon two beautiful pink pussies, glistening with moisture. "We're ready," said Eileen softly. Catrina spoke, "Just one little detail. We're not on birth control, so please don't come inside us." If I followed the plan, I wouldn't, of course, but I'd have to be extra careful.
I said, "OK". The women scooted to the edge of the bed, Eileen laying on her back with her legs wide apart. Catrina climbed onto her and spread her legs as well. I was faced with a rare and wondrous sight: two rosy wet pussies pressed together, dripping with their natural lubrication. My cock was as hard as it had ever been, aching with anticipation.
With careful aim I approached and slid it between the lubricated labia, feeling heat but little resistance. Further in, my cock could feel a clit above, and a clit below. Each stroke in and out would rub them both. I heard gasps and moans, and I could feel the two women pressing more tightly together. The alignment seemed perfect; I pulled back a little, then forward, and began a gentle rhythm, inward and back. It wasn't as tight as being inside a pussy, so I was sure I could continue a while before coming. The erotic excitement was intense, and it felt heavenly.
Eileen moaned loudly, and Catrina said, "It's wonderful! I love it!" I agreed with her. The sliding friction on my cock felt great, but even better was my awareness that I was pleasuring two women at once with each stroke. I kept thrusting, and the moans, squeals, and whimpers got louder and faster. My rhythm had sped up. Both pussies had gotten even wetter. I could feel their bodies tensing, then begining to shake. Each thrust brought moans and squeals. I kept going, but slowed down when I could feel them begin to relax.
Eileen said, "Holy shit!" Better than I thought it would be!" "Fucking intense!" Catrina said. "Your turn, Owen." I knew it wouldn't take long. I resumed my rhythm, taking shorter strokes so I wouldn't accidentally slide into a pussy. I didn't need to, anyway. My hard shaft was surrounded, caressed by hot slippery pussylips. After a few minutes of this I exploded, spurting between their pressing bodies. They rolled apart, revealing puddles of cum just below their navels. They both leaned over to kiss me at the same time, each claiming half my mouth. I grinned broadly and said. "You two have great ideas! If you have any more, I'm voting YES." "You were excellent," Eileen said. "If and when we do, we'll surely pick you."
I remembered, of course, that they were lesbians, so I couldn't count on another event like that one, but I sure hoped there would be.
My title is the truth: I sincerely love lesbians, not just these two who had given me such a unique pleasure, but all of them. We share the same desire. In that, I understand them. I am not in competition with lesbians; I'm willing to share if it pleases them, and to respect them when it wouldn't.
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