I don’t know how long we kissed before Maggie made up her mind, but it felt like a long time. And then it happened. I felt a concentrated, warm breeze against my cock one moment before I felt warm, moist lips engulfing it. I moaned into Holly’s mouth and she responded by kissing me harder. It was the sort of kiss a person can get lost inside of and I almost did, except for the second mouth on me.
Maggie was sucking me. I knew it. She knew it. If anyone was in the dark about what was happening, it was Holly, but something told me she knew it, too. Maybe she heard the soft suckling sounds of Maggie working me over. Or maybe one of the hands I felt between my legs belonged to Holly, I don’t know. I felt a hand around my cock and one more on my balls. Did they both belong to Maggie or did one of them belong to Holly? And, if one of them belonged to Holly, which one? Was she holding my cock or fondling my balls?
I didn’t have long to work things out and didn’t bother to try. I was too excited, too much in need to object, complain, or worry about who was doing what. Three things mattered to me at that moment. One, I was finally kissing the girl who I had been staring down since I first saw her. Second, my sister was sucking my cock. And third, I was about to cum.
I moaned again, I guess as a warning that my orgasm was imminent or maybe because it all felt so good. Does it matter? I moaned and I came. My tight balls finally released their pent-up desire and my sister’s mouth never left me. My sister kept her warm, wet lips around my cock, pumping my shaft, and draining my balls of every drop I had to offer for that orgasm.
Somehow, Holly could tell my moment had passed. She broke away from our kiss just in time for me to see my sister sitting back up again. “How was it?” she asked Maggie.
“Yummy,” my sister said before leaning across me and kissing Holly. Lying between them, I stared up and watched their kiss. It wasn’t short and I’m pretty sure tongues met, too. “Thank you,” Maggie said afterwards.
Holly smiled, but wore an odd looking expression on her face. “You okay?” I asked.
“I never kissed a girl before,” she said, finding her smile. “Not like that.”
“Is that bad?” I asked.
“No, it was good,” Holly said, touching her lips as if making sure they were still hers.
I glanced at Maggie to see how she was doing, but as soon as our eyes met, our gaze lingered until she finally asked, “Are we still okay?”
“I think so,” I said, finding it easier to smile now that my aching need had temporarily subsided. She looked down at my dick, still wet from her mouth, and caressed it.
“That made me really horny,” she pouted, squeezing my cock as if to see how hard I was.
“Me too,” Holly moaned, looking at my cock and at Maggie. I watched one of her hands slip between her legs and watched it wiggle for a moment before she caught me watching. “I’m sorry,” she mumbled. “I can’t help it.”
“Go for it,” I said, tentatively reaching up and playing with her tits. Since she seemed to like that, I kept doing it.