sated but wanting more (with merelan and friendly dragon)

The shower, well, it was incredible. Her mouth once again, well, twice again bringing me to greater heights then I had ever imagined. But a tear slid down my cheek as we dried each other off. Without speaking we both knew. This might be it, the end of this incredible idyll. I watched her as she went to dress, then turned and looked in the mirror. There was a glow about me, a shine in my eyes. I wondered if anyone else would ever make me feel such passion and need.
I dressed in the short dress she had made me buy, as it was comfortable. I left my legs and feet bare, a common thing with me. Simply pulling my wet hair back in a clip I was off to the kitchen. I heard his car pull in as I was stirring the sauce. Suddenly I was nervous.
I had betrayed my brother, for a fuck. No matter how wonderful, and needed, it was wrong.
 
Mickie

I slide up behind her in kitchen giving her a light kiss on her neck, "It was worth it, and I could never choose between the two of you now. I'll try to talk to Paul before dinner." I kiss her soft neck again and head to door greeting Paul with a smile and a lusty look.

"You're incredible sister is making spaghetti," I move towards him removing his coat, I was glad it was Friday finally and he didn't have to work tommorow.

"Do you want to talk now or later?" I whisper my body feeling his as I held him tightly, almost afraid to let him go.
 
I trembled at her words. Choose? Why choose. I would be leaving and Paul was wonderful. The most incredible man I had ever known. It struck me then, like a lightening bolt. It was Paul I looked for in my men, and never found. It was him I loved. I turned back to the sauce, slowly stirring and thinking.
"Dinner won't be ready for an hour guys. Sorry. But I really need to let it cook a bit to taste better. It's based on Grandma's recipe Paul. Why don't you grab a shower and nap? I will watch this." I hoped I sounded as sure and confidant as I was trying to.
 
Paul

Today in work had been...strange. I hadn't been able to concentrate on anything all day. My mind kept returning again and again to the image of Felicity and Mickie in the shower, my sister on her knees, her face buried between my lover's thighs. The look of pleasure on Mickie's face, imagining what they were doing...I just couldn't stop thinking about it.

As I pulled up outside the house, I realised that I still wasn't close to making any sort of decision. The only thing I knew for sure was that I didn't want Felicity to get hurt any further - she'd been through enough already.

Mickie greeted me at the door, a familiar playful look in her eyes. "We'll talk later," I answered her quietly, still not sure what I was going to say. Felicity appeared at the door of the kitchen, and I went to greet her. "Smells great, sis," I said with a smile, kissing her lightly on the forehead. "Grandma would be proud."

Her shower suggestion sounded pretty good right now, even if I'd almost frozen for a second when she'd mentioned it. At least it would give me a chance to think a little longer. Heading to the bathroom, I quickly stripped out of my work clothes and stepped in under the hot water, leaning wearily against the back wall of the shower, alone with my thoughts.
 
Mickie

"You look worried," I softly ask Felicity as I sit in kitchen watching her watching the sauce as Paul heads for the shower. Inside I was debating telling her that Paul had seen us, but decided her mind was in enough turmoil.

"I'm sorry if I made you feel anything other than safe," I bit my lower lip, "things will turn out all right," I lift her chin slightly looking into those melting eyes, a mirror image of her brother's, "I promise."
 
"I just don't want him angry at you. I shouldn't have let you. He is so kind and wonderful. I love him so. He has always been there for me. All my life I needed him. The only times I get into trouble is when he isn't around to protect me, and guide me. I can't bear him throwing me out. Yet, after what I have done, it's all I deserve." I held her hand to my cheek, looking into her eyes. "Yet, inside me, in my heart. I don't regret you. Not a minute. You, you are so perfect. You make me feel alive and desirable. Thank you. But..." I dropped her hand and stood again. "Tomorrow I will leave. I cannot stay here and come between you, or let him find out how much..." My voice trailed off, I had almost spoken my feelings for him.
 
Mickie

"Hush now, let's just take things one day at a time, no need to be drastic. Sweetheart, your brother would never want you to leave until you're ready. You're his little sister and he wants the best for you."

I smile gently brushing a stray hair from her face, "He's out of shower now, I think I'll go see how he's doing." I softly kiss her before heading to bedroom seeing his body, the wet tousled hair, towel slung lously over his hips. I found myself licking my lips with desire even as I wondered if my world was going to come crashing down. I had been faithful to Paul, something no man had ever been able to inspire me to do. I loved his sister like I would love my sister, but I was an only child and never knew that kind of relationship. I envied how they cared about each other and stood up for each other.
 
Paul

I'd hoped the shower would help me relax and think for a while, but unfortunately it did the opposite. Every time I closed my eyes my imagination went into overdrive, picturing them together, kissing...caressing...hot water splashing off their naked bodies...Felicity on her knees before me...

My eyes shot open at that final image - where did that come from!?

I shut off the water and stepped out of the shower, reaching for a towel and wrapping it around my waist. I flushed with embarrassment as I realised how much my thoughts had aroused me. Looking at myself in the mirror, I shook my head, trying to clear my head.

Grabbing another towel, I headed for the bedroom. Standing lost in thought, staring out of the window, I barely heard Mickie enter the room behind me. I turned, greeting her with a slight smile. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I started drying my hair with the other towel. Looking up at her, I saw the obvious question in her eyes.

"Okay Mickie, I'll be honest," I said finally. "I still don't know what to think about all this, but...well, you've seen her - seen how happy she looks. I haven't seen her like that in a long time."

I sighed resignedly and dropped the wet towel on the bed. "If that's down to you and her...being together, then how could I take that happiness from her?"
 
Mickie

I shift so I'm kneeling in front of him, "I can't do this if you're not happy." My fingers intending to be comforting touch his knee. "Are you angry with me?" I ask not seeing how sexual my position and touch is to you. "I know seeing us in shower, aroused you. I know weve only sort of talked about me being with another woman. I should have thought first, she just looked so hurt and sweet. I wanted to erase that pain." My fingers idly drum along your thigh.

"If anyone should be sorry or leave, it should be me." I stand ever so slowly, knowing he enjoyed watching me and his sister. I whisper ever so softly, "I'd never ask either of you to do something you don't want, and if you just want to watch I can understand that." I turn back to him biting my lip. "I didn't tell Felicity you saw us this morning, and I think it would be better if she heard it from you."

"I'll let you get dressed," I slowly leave and close bedroom door behind me, my heart pounding as I headed back to kitchen.
 
Paul

As the door shut behind her, I fell back onto the bed and buried my face in my hands. I was shocked by what Mickie had said...if I just wanted to watch? The implication there was obvious, and was too much for me to handle right now. But yet - whether it was how Mickie had knelt in front of me, running her hand over my bare thigh; or the images that I couldn't banish from my mind - no matter how much I hated to admit it, part of me was turned on by the thought of watching them together.

I got dressed quietly for dinner, thinking over what else Mickie had said. As I returned to the living room, trying to hide the troubled look from my face as best I could, Felicity greeted me with that wonderful smile of hers. She was so loving, so fragile. How could I possibly tell her what I knew...what I'd seen?
 
Felicity:

The spaghetti wasn't my best, but I was distracted. Her scent was in my hair Every move I made reminded me of her. And my newly discovered feeling for Paul. I was confused and frightened. I must be sick, like Keneth and Daddy had said all those years. I was sick and perverted, and twisted those around me and made them do nasty things. It was my fault.
I plastered on a smile and served them, hoping they wouldn't notice I was just playing with mine.
But as I watched him, I couldn't help being aroused again. My thoughts flitting to his hands, his touch, his gentleness. I wanted to scream, cry. Break down and tell him about us. But it would only disgust and turn him away.
 
Mickie

Paul was sitting facing his sister and I was in between, when Paul's hand slide up my leg I was surprised usually only I was so bold. Perhaps he was trying to tell me something, it was encouraging at least and I set my hand on Felicity's leg smiling at her slurping up the spaghetti. the air was tense and I just hoped that if things exploded it was in pleasure and not in pain
 
Paul

The spaghetti was great, but the conversation was strained and a little tense. I glanced over at Mickie - she seemed troubled, and I remembered what she'd said about how if anyone was going to leave, it should be her. As confused as I was about the situation, I knew I didn't want that to happen. She was the best thing that had ever happened to me.

I slipped my hand onto her leg, giving her a light squeeze. She shifted her position slightly, pushing against my palm, and I couldn't resist sliding my hand further up her thigh.

The silence between the three of us was getting a little uncomfortable, and without thinking I decided to say something.

"So what have you two been up to today?"
 
Mickie

"we did a little shopping," I almost admitted to taking another shower but bit my lip in time. "I bought Felicity some lovely things," I was tempted to tell her to show him but as his fingers steadily moved up my leg my words faltered even as my own fingers massaged Felicity's soft warm leg.
 
Felicity:

"So what have you two been up to today?" so casually asked. I jumped, almost spilling my wine. Did he know? I saw the look in his eyes as he turned to me. He did, I could tell. How? Or didn't he. I trembled, a little girl again, caught in his gaze.

I barely heard her respond.

"Yes, we went shopping. She spent money. I told her not too. I will pay you back, as soon as I get to my bank accounts. I promise." I stood, spinning like a silly girl.

"Like it?" Letting the short skirt flare out from my legs.
 
Paul

"Don't worry about it sis; I like it, it suits you." I couldn't help smiling at how free Felicity seemed. It had been a long time since I'd seen her like that.

Her short skirt flared up as she spun around, revealing her slender thighs and maybe even a flash of her panties. My hand crept further up Mickie's leg, caressing her soft skin, when I suddenly realised I was staring at Felicity, and quickly turned away. I caught Mickie's gaze, and her eyes seem to flash with a hint of...something...

I looked away uncomfortably again, and tried to concentrate on the meal.
 
When I had stood and spun, I had seen his hand on her thigh. I sat quickly, grabbing another glass of wine. I felt suddenly flushed and hot, my pussy damp.
 
Mickie

I didn't want to rush things, but I had seen the way his eyes had looked when she had twirled flashing her lovely legs. I couldn't wait for dessert, biting my lip fighting the thought of feasting on Felicity while Paul looked on.

Dinner was fairly quiet after that I told Felicity she needn't pay me back, that she needed new clothes after all, I didn't mention I felt she had more than paid for them.

Paul and I cuddled on coach a while then he went to bathroom and I softly murmured to Felicity that I'd like her for dessert later, leaving her with a soft smile on her face her eyes filled with a hazy desire.

I entered bathroom as soon as I knew Paul was finished, murmuring that I had something special planned for him tonight. He tried to get away mumbling about needing to think, I cornered him, my hand massaging his obvious erection. He finally caved in and we entered our bedroom.

I slowly laid him out on bed kissing and slowly undressing him, taking his hands and almost without him noticing slid the cuffs around his wrists and hook them to bed. He struggles and finally resigned settles back. I sit on my heels.

"Now we can either watch that hot little video we never make it to the end of and you can tell me what you're thinking as we watch, or you can tell me what you were thinking when you were looking at Felicity tonight." I slowly remove my clothing leaving my bra and panties on waiting for his answer. "I love her like the sister I never had, I know we've never talked about forever but I feel like...." my voice drifts off feeling very shy suddenly.
 
I cleaned up slowly, not tired. Every nerve and fiber of my being awake and aware. I knew what they would be doing in there soon. And I wept silently at my bodies reaction. My nipples hard, my pussy moistening. The thought of my new lover and him, making love. The pictures coming to my mind. The three of us, entwined and loving. I stood at the sink, washing the same bowl over and over, unaware of all else.
 
Paul

"Feel like...what?" I asked quietly.

She didn't answer, instead leaning forward and running her hand teasingly up over my bare legs. Grinning mischievously, she massaged my inner thighs, seeing the effect it was having on me, my cock hard and aching for her touch. "Well? Which is it to be?" she asked playfully.

Part of me wanted to tell her the thoughts I'd had while looking at Felicity earlier, confess the things I'd imagined...touching her, caressing her smooth legs, sliding her panties slowly down...

"Put the video on..." I answered, finally.
 
Mickie

"As you wish," I murmur. For a split second I thought he was going to tell me what he'd been thinking but he choose the video, I reached across him letting my body brush his as I reach for the remote control, sliding away to close our bedroom door fully, and flicking the tv on and hitting play.

I sit down on bed besides Paul watching the begining, I knew it by heart, there was a women silhoutted in a shower and then another shadow is shown and the shower door pulled back to show two women, massaging and washing each other. It reminds me of both my showers with Felicity and sliding my fingers into my panties I lay back murmuring into Paul's ear. "What do you think?" I shift back to watching as the two women dry each other off one teasing the other's nipples into very hard buds. The scene fades into the next where they are lying on a huge bed in a 69 position using their fingers to fill each other.

I hit the mute button on the video, and begin using my fingers to ease my wetness.

"Do you think I'm better looking then them? Felicity certainly has a better body than either of them." I slip the comment in as I shift not watching video anymore lying between Paul's leg, "Can't you imagine her hot little tongue doing this?" it's half question half desire as my tongue lingers tracing along the inside of his thigh's.
 
I heard her shut the door and knew they would be awhile, if not all night. I glanced around, all done and cleaned. The leftovers put away. I thought about tomorrow. Hmmm. Peeking in the freezer I saw the steaks. I switched them to the refrigerater to thaw. It was suppose to be sunny and nice, we could barb-b-que. Maybe he would even make theat hot sauce I loved so much. I couldn't make it myself as he wouldn't share the recipe.
I wasn't tired yet, and it was too early for bed. The tub. I would sink into a tub full of bubbles and relax. That would ease my muscles and tension. My room didn't have a tub, but theirs did. I knew they would be occupied in the bedroom for awhile so decided to chance it. I would be quiet and they wouldn't know or care. I ran the water and used some of her bath soap. Vanilla spice. Mmm. Lighting a few candles I slowly undressed and assessed my body in the mirror. Not bad, not great, but not bad. I ran my hands down my sides. Thinking back to her. No, I shook my head free of thoughts like that.
I flipped on a tiny light at the head of the tub and slipped in, having grabbed a mystery novel on the way in. Settling back I relaxed, this was perfect.
 
Paul

Even though we'd watched the video it seemed like a hundred times before, it never failed to have the desired effect. Watching two women together...fucking them both...had always been one of my biggest fantasies; one that I'd never had the chance to fulfil.

My attention slowly shifted from the screen to watching Mickie's hand as she slid it into her panties, her fingers continually in motion beneath the thin fabric. The sight of her pleasuring herself combined with the words she whispered and moaned into my ear to set my pulse racing. I was so turned on...watching her, the video, picturing her and Felicity together, my mind flooded with images of them.

I squirmed as she slipped between my legs, teasingly running her tongue up my inner thighs. I pulled futilely at the cuffs that held my hands above my head, desperate for her, but still she teased, looking deep into my eyes as she slowly licked and nibbled higher.

Groaning softly, I leaned back against the headboard and closed my eyes. My mind suddenly filled with the image of Felicity in Mickie's place, her tongue on my flesh, so close to my aching cock...

Opening my eyes again quickly, I looked down at Mickie. "Tell me what it was like," I breathed. "Tell me what you did....how she tasted...everything...please..."
 
Mickie

My wet fingers take the place of my tongue as I whisper, "First we kissed for a long time our naked bodies just brushing together, feeling her nipples harden feeling them press into my soft breasts, my hand wandered between her leg feeling how hot and wet she was, she softly cried out for more and I was helpless to resist as my fingers slide deeper in feeling her intimate desires playing her tender spots with my fingers, spots I knew well from my own body. My lips trailed down her body licking her hard nipples, tasting her warm delicate skin. It tasted like soft rose petals, I worked up to three fingers thrusting inside her over and over as I heard her stifled whimpers and moans, sucking on her tits alternating like a hungry child. She was so soft, so sweet, as her body shuddered in bliss over and over. I actually kept playing with her until her body went limp and her eyes were sleepy. Then with a patience I didn't know I had I licked the wet pool of juice between her legs, different from mine but just as sweet as she finally drifted off to sleep." My fingers had slide around his hard cock. "Is that what you wanted to know? That was just last night, the shower was entirely different. Felicity was far from shy, she seemed to want to repay me yet had a hunger all her own as you saw. Her hot tongue was different from you not better or worse, just damn good." I chuckle as I feel you cock pulsing your face twisted, "Are you okay?" I softly as I notice the almost painful look on your face.
 
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