Diva
Eleven
WITH THE LATE FLIGHT TIMES, I’d persuaded my folks to wait until breakfast to meet Lissa and Melody. Mom was disappointed, but we would have Friday and Saturday together and then we’d each have to go our separate ways on Sunday. Melody’s parents were slated to arrive tomorrow around noon. I just wanted a little time to get reacquainted with my lovers.
There was a man standing in front of our door with a bouquet of flowers. As soon as he saw us approaching he rushed straight up to Lissa.
“Diva!” he exclaimed. “When I heard your singing I could not tear myself away from your door without hearing the last strain. Puccini! So wonderful!”
“I’m sorry,” Lissa said. “That wasn’t me.” Before she could explain, the guy turned to Melody.
“Bella Dona!” he shouted, nearly kneeling before her. “A thousand pardons. I heard only the voice but did not see the beautiful woman who possessed it.” I cleared my throat.
“Sir, the singer checked out this afternoon. We are her friends,” I said by way of explanation.
“Oh! I am crushed. That voice should be on the stage! I am so sad that I missed her.”
“I can give her that message,” I said. “We heard you applauding outside the door.” The guy blushed a little. He was short—not much if any taller than Melody—with a round physique and balding head. You could see the color in his scalp.
“Thank you,” he said. He handed me a card and then offered the flowers to Lissa and Melody. “Ladies, may I leave these in your care. It may not have been your voice, but it was surely your beauty.” With that, he hurried away down the hall.
We intended to use every second of the night together. Lissa had bought a bottle of bubbly in the hotel gift shop and we ordered a pizza and ate in our room.
Our room. Not in all the time I’d been in Chicago had I considered it Allie’s and my room. This was always intended to be our room in which Allison was a welcome guest. And, of course, that was the major topic of discussion as we gorged ourselves on pizza. Racquetball be damned; Lissa and Melody wanted a play-by-play commentary on what had happened with Allison. I told them and held absolutely nothing back.
“I can’t believe that you had your cock touching her pussy and didn’t fuck her!” Melody finally burst out. “I’d have killed you if you did that to me.”
“She nearly did,” I said, “but it just wasn’t right. As soon as she slowed down, she realized it, too. It would have been the last time we’d have seen her.”
“You know it was all right with us if you made love to her,” Lissa said. “We all wished we could.”
“But Allie is really hung up on the girl-girl thing,” I said.
“Allie?” Melody said. “That’s cute.”
“She’d probably join us in bed, but she’d only have sex with me. She just isn’t able to cross the physical barrier with a girl,” I continued.
“She sure did a good job with that kiss at the airport,” Melody said as she sighed dreamily. “I thought maybe she’d made the shift.”
“I think she just got caught up in the emotion,” I said. “She really loves you both, and she knows how much kissing a girl gets her turned on, but she doesn’t want to go any further than that. We have to respect that. You wouldn’t push me into having sex with a guy, would you?”
“But we don’t want any other guys, Tony,” Melody said.
“No. But the thing is, if you did, I’d force myself to do it just because I love you. Afterward, though, I might… no I’d definitely resent it. We shouldn’t push Allison to do things she’s not comfortable with.”
“You’re right, Tony,” Lissa smiled. “We’ll be seeing a lot of Allison over the next year, I’ll bet. I wouldn’t be surprised if we meet at more than one competition.”
“She started giving me a list, but I told her she’d have to email it to me,” I said. “But it’s more than that. She’s talking about moving out near us next year.”
“She’s serious?” Melody asked.
“I think so. She wanted to make sure she’d be welcome to live near us.”
“Things could get complicated,” Lissa said. “But I do like the way she kisses.”
“That’s because she kisses like you do,” Melody giggled. “It must be like kissing your own reflection.”
“Don’t be silly,” Lissa said. I could tell, though, that she was thinking about it.
“We might need a bigger bed,” I ventured. That got me gang-tickled. Not that I minded.
The remains of the pizza were left on the desk as we took fresh glasses of champagne to the bed. I directed them to the one on the right—my bed. Our clothes didn’t make it into the bed with us. When we nested together, you couldn’t have told who was on the bottom and who was on top, we were so intertwined—each trying to get every square inch of our bodies in contact with both of our lovers. It felt so good to be next to the two people who meant more to me than anything in the world.
“You know,” Melody said—she’d found my cock with her hand and was gently stroking me, “as much as I’m okay with you making love to Allie, there is something special about knowing that ours are the only pussies this has ever been in. It makes me all warm inside. And it’s the only cock that’s ever been in me.”
I wasn’t sure who I was kissing at the time, Lissa and Melody so completely shared with each other and with me. That’s not to say that I can’t tell the difference between the two of them, but while we were wound together just floating in our ethereal bliss kissing any one was kissing the other as well. I could tell the difference between Lissa’s breast in my left hand and Melody’s in my right, but both hands were on my lovers. That was what was important. We were together. The champagne must have been affecting all of us. We’d kiss, stroke, and giggle.
“Are you disappointed that I wasn’t a virgin when you met me?” Lissa asked.
“No!” We laughed again. Melody and I had shouted out our answer at the same instant.
“We wouldn’t have the boys!” I said. That earned me a kiss from both my lovers. They thought it was sweet, but I was serious. I couldn’t wait to get back home to see them.
“And… if you’d been a virgin, we would have had to go out and recruit a different teacher. Who would have taught us all that stuff?” Melody asked.
“Hmm…” I said. “Do you remember when Lissa taught me about cunnilingus, Melody?”
“Oh, darling! The day I forget that, pull the plug. That is the last memory that will be in my mind when I go to the grave. Ohh.”
“Speaking of which,” Lissa said properly. “It seems that I’ve been negligent in my duties as instructor, Miss Anderson. Poor Tony has been cooped up in a hotel room with nothing but a stunning brunette with a tightly trimmed pussy and delightfully puffy labia, brimming with feminine essence, for the past three days. He’s surely suffered. It is our duty as his loving companions to help him through this difficult time.”
I couldn’t believe she got that whole speech out. We were cackling at her school-teacher voice so hard we almost missed what came next. Well, actually there was no way for me to miss it. Lissa and Melody squirmed their way down my body and pried my legs apart—not that it took much effort—so they could both lie between them. Melody blew on my already stiffened cock and the cool air caused me to jerk.
“Remind you of anyone?” Melody asked. The rest of my body stiffened, but her little laugh caused me to relax again.
“Now here we have the external genitalia of the male homo sapiens,” Lissa lectured. She sounded like a pinch-lipped old English biddy. Everything down there was shaking with my laughter. “Let us start at the bottom, so to speak, and work our way up.” She ran her finger along my crack until it came to rest on my asshole. “Anus,” Lissa said. There’s a difference between shaking with laughter and quaking with excitement, I found. Melody repeated after her.
“Anus. You don’t… like… lick it, do you?”
“You can. Our Tony is nice and clean and there are almost as many nerves there as in your tongue. But there are other ways to lubricate the anus outside and it is absolutely necessary to have lubricant for internal stimulation.”
“Do you have lubricant handy?” Melody asked breathlessly.
“You have plenty between your legs, darling.”
I lifted my head enough to see Lissa’s hand dip into Melody’s pussy. Melody imitated her and returned the favor enthusiastically. They kissed long and hard. Together they pressed their now well-lubricated fingers against my asshole. I gasped. Nobody had really played there before.
“Just inside, right up here, is the prostate,” Lissa said. I moaned as her finger slid into my ass and pressed up against the front of my rectum. My cock jumped. Her finger was immediately replaced by Melody who felt around until she saw my cock jump again. I was already on edge. I wasn’t going to last long enough for a blowjob at this rate.
I felt a tongue flick the skin between my ass and my cock.
“Perineum,” Lissa whispered. “It’s just like ours and you know how you like that licked.” A second flick and I heard the echoed “perineum.”
“Scro-tum,” Lissa said, hefting my ball sack and drawing the word out in her lowest register. It sounded like a troll saying the word. A cute, sexy little troll. “Just a wrinkly old sack, but inside is a treasure.” My balls had pulled up tight against me, but the feeling of lips on either side of my sac enticed them down a little. Twin tongues lapped at them until they were hanging loose enough and Lissa whispered, “Testicles.”
With that, my two girlfriends inhaled a ball each and brought their mouths close enough to each other that their tongues could touch and dance mercilessly across my nuts. Then Lissa began to nibble her way up the underside of my cock while Melody continued to suck my balls.
“Spongy urethra,” Lissa said. How the hell did she make such bizarre, clinical terms sound so sexy? It might have had to do with Melody repeating the word and following Lissa’s trail up my penis, nibbling on the part in question.
All lips and tongues suddenly left my cock and I opened my eyes to see my two girlfriends kissing each other while Lissa gently stroked me with her hand. She pulled away from Melody slowly, their tongues seeming to be magnetically attracted to each other even while their lips moved farther away.
“Frenulum,” Lissa whispered. With that, both brought their tongues back together and ran them up under the head of my cock. Oh god! It’s so sensitive there. And they just tickled it with their tongues.
I was going crazy. All the attention was being paid to my cock and my hands were just itching to touch my lovers. I petted their hair. It was all I could reach and as they licked at me, they both looked up to my eyes. Their eyes were glazed with lust and I could tell they were as impatient for what came next as I was.
“Glans penis,” Lissa whispered. Melody repeated the word as Lissa engulfed the head of my cock in her mouth, bathed it with her tongue and gave just enough suction to make a pop when she pulled off of it, only to be immediately replaced by Melody.
Melody went seriously to work on me then, moving from sensitive spot to even more sensitive spot and back again—sometimes sucking, kissing, licking—making love to my penis. Lissa answered my pleading eyes by crawling up along my body until her lips were next to mine, just brushing me as I tried to capture them.
“The best part about having two girlfriends,” Lissa said, “is that you can kiss and have a blowjob at the same time.” She lowered her lips to mine and we let our passion use our tongues without words. Well, that might not have been the best part about having two girlfriends, but it was pretty damn good!
I sensed heat against my hand and realized Lissa’s pussy was pressed against me. I turned my hand toward her and began stroking her moist center, teasing her little bud.
“Is this what you were doing to Allie?” Lissa asked, just loud enough for Melody to be able to hear, too. “Were you teasing her little clit while she stroked your cock? Oh, Melody. He’s got his finger in me. Is this how you respond to emergencies? I think it might create another emergency.”
Melody paused in her ministrations to my cock and I felt her finger join mine inside Lissa. Lissa moaned when she felt each of us inside her. Once she was good and wet, Melody withdrew her finger and a moment later Lissa’s moan became a squeal as Melody looked up at me and said softly, “Anus.”
“I can’t wait!” Lissa gasped and tipped over the edge as we loved her with our hands. As she gasped back to reality, Melody returned to laving my cock with her tongue. Lissa mashed her lips against mine and twined her tongue with my tongue. Then, as she continued to breathe heavily, she moved down my body again. I thought she was headed back to join Mel, but she stopped at my chest. I could still reach and fondle her beautiful breast.
“We’re back after that word from our sponsors with the exciting climax of Tony’s blowjob,” she said, sounding entirely like a television sportscaster. Oh god! Laughing did interesting things as my cock vibrated in and out of Melody’s mouth and I felt her humming giggle. “Little does Tony know, but the girls have yet another surprise for him.” I’d already built up near orgasm a few times and each time they seemed to recognize it and back off just enough to keep me on edge, but I could feel the pressure building and knew it wouldn’t be long now one way or another.
And the way had to do with Melody slowly sliding my cock all the way into her mouth and throat and then out again.
“Oh my god!” I screamed. “You can’t have just done that! Oh my god!” I could feel the come welling in my balls and everything start to contract. Melody slid back down on me and just as my orgasm hit, buried deep in her throat, Lissa sucked on my nipple and raked across it with her teeth.
I felt my soul leave my body.
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