Jan

long and hard. With Jan cupping Kelly's breasts, the nipples were exposed for me to play with – pinching them gently, rubbing my thumbs across them, and softly stroking them with my fingers.

As I did that, Kelly finally reached a hand around behind her, and soon found where Jan and I were joined; keeping her palm on Jan's mons, Kelly slid a finger between her labia, and began softly rubbing and caressing her clitoris – which soon had Jan started on another powerful climax. I could feel the tip of Kelly's finger on my penis, and could tell that she was adding to Jan's climax by pressing on her clitoris in time with the spasms that Jan was having, making Jan's climax all the more powerful. Powerful enough, in fact, that when it finally ended, it was apparently all Jan could do to free herself of my penis before collapsing on her back, next to us.

With the object of her desire now available, Jan pulled herself free of my tongue. After having me scoot up the bed a bit, so that I was leaning against the headboard, she turned around so that she was facing my feet, and knee-walked her way down, until she was poised over my glistening, Jan-wetted erection. Taking hold of it, she raised herself a bit, and quickly lowered herself down onto it, taking all of my hardness in a single stroke. Satisfied that I was securely in her, she leaned back against my chest, and pulled my arms around to her breasts. As I played with them, I started pumping myself into her, leaving her free to simply enjoy the sensations I was creating. When I heard her start moaning and gasping with the approach of another orgasm, I tilted my head forward, and began kissing her neck and shoulders, and even biting her softly.

That seemed to be all that she needed, and she was soon in the midst of a powerful climax, judging from the way her vaginal muscles clamped down on me as I continued to piston in and out of her wetness.

As Kelly's climax tapered off, I could feel stirring on the bed next to us; looking down, I could see that Jan had finally recovered enough to take an interest in what we were doing. She moved down a bit, so that she could see where I was thrusting into Kelly, and see the wetness of our union. Watching it for a little bit, she finally looked up, and saw that Kelly was watching her. Without hesitation, Jan moved over my legs, so that she could put her face between Kelly's legs, and start licking both of us where we were joined – not only licking the bottom of my penis as it slid in and out of Kelly, but Kelly's labia and clitoris, as well. With that kind of added attention, it didn't take Kelly or I either one much longer to find our release. After only a couple of minutes, I could feel Kelly tense up as her orgasm started – and when it did, the sensation of her internal muscles clutching at me, trying to milk my semen from me, and Jan's fluttering tongue action were enough to push me over the edge, as well – a couple of hard, solid thrusts into Kelly, and I was hosing her insides with what seemed like gallons of my cum. For her part, Kelly took up the action, moving herself over me, and forcing some of my hot seed to escape her opening as a frothy blend of her juices, and mine – a mixture that Jan seemed more than happy to lap up as it became available, keeping Kelly and I at the peak longer than usual.

Finally, though, we were spent, and collapsed back on the bed, my penis still held by Kelly's internal grip. Even as we laid there, Jan continued to lick at us, cleaning us of each other's juices; when my penis finally softened and shrank enough to pop free of Kelly, Jan was right there to lick it off briefly before licking and sucking my semen from Kelly's wet opening. Only when she was satisfied that she hadn't missed a drop did she move back up to lay next to us, leaning against me and an arm draped across Kelly.

When we'd finally gotten our breath, and senses, back, Kelly and I reached out to Jan, and held her close, so the each of us was in direct physical contact with the other two. We stayed like that for quite a while, simply enjoying the afterglow of the experience, and the love and closeness we all felt for each other.

Things went along like that – if at a slower pace – for the rest of the time that Paul was out of town. Sometimes, it would be the two girls that would make love; other times, it would be me and one or the other of them. On a few occasions, it was all three of us.

However it worked out, it didn't seem to matter to any of us. A few times, I'd enter a room to find the two of them making out, or actually making love. When it happened, I'd either sit down to watch (which seemed to turn them on), or just turn around, and find something else to do until they were done. If one of them came in to where the other and I were involved, they would do the same thing. Those times that all three of us got together, it was usually after the other two had had a nice time together, and the third party happened on them at the right time.

Otherwise, there wasn't any muss or fuss – no jealousy, no envy (well, I did envy their youth and energy, but nothing more), no regrets. We all loved each other, and were willing to give a little to get a little (pun intended!). I don't think that anybody kept 'score' (at least, I didn't) of who was doing what, or how often, or for how long. I suspect that they made love more often than I was aware of, but since I was satisfied and happy, I didn't worry about it.

Things did taper off somewhat toward the end – I think it was a combination of the newness of it wearing off, and simple satiety. With more time available to them, they were able to get things planned, and set up, for the sleepover; they were both careful to make sure that their plans fit in with the rules I'd laid down, and that I was agreeable to the whole thing.

The day that Paul got back, we had a lively wakeup session with all three of us; between the lovemaking and extended shower play, we barely made it to the airport in time: we were all still a little out of breath from rushing through the airport when Paul finally got clear of Customs.

He gave us a funny look, and all three of us laughed at the expression on his face – as well as our inside joke at what had prompted it, further convincing him that we were all crazy.

When I got home from work one afternoon, I found Kelly and Jan sharing the couch in the family room. When I went in, Jan got up to give me a kiss before asking me if I was thirsty. Telling her that a beer sounded good, I sat down next to Kelly while Jan headed into the kitchen. She came back with two beers and a glass – one bottle for me, and one for her and Kelly to share. Pouring half of it into a glass, Jan gave the bottle to Kelly, and at their invitation, we clinked glass as Kelly toasted 'To the party!'

After we'd taken a swallow, Kelly told me 'You'll never guess what happened at school today!' – and getting herself a look of anticipation from Jan.

'Okay, I give up.' just as I'd done with Jan once before. It had a similar effect on Kelly.

'Huh?'

'I give up.' I repeated.

Here, Jan jumped in, saying, 'You said he'd never guess, so he gives up.

He did the same thing to me, too. You've just got to go ahead and tell him.'

Kelly gave me the Goober look, before saying 'Robyn has been different with me and Jan since, you know, she was here that time.' – 'Yeah, she really has', Jan offered – 'And today, she told me that she was really, really sorry about all of it, and wanted to be friends again.'

Here, Jan joined in, telling me 'When Kelly told me about it, I was really surprised. I mean, she'd been nice to us and everything, and she's been real polite about not asking us, you know, stuff, but I never thought she would just come out an apologize like that.'

Kelly went on, saying 'I told her that*I* accepted her apology, but that I wasn't the only one she needed to talk to.'

'And a little while later, she came up to me and apologized, too!' Jan exclaimed, before Kelly went on, saying 'And she asked me if I thought you would be upset with her if she wanted to come over here and apologize to you, too.'

'What did you tell her?' I asked.

'I told her that you weren't happy with her, but that if she apologized to you, you would accept it and probably not be upset with her any more.' Kelly replied.

'And what did she say?'

'She said that she hoped you would give her a second chance, but that even if you didn't, she still wanted to say she was sorry, and try to make it right. Then she asked me if she could come over here, and I told her I thought it would be okay.' she answered, a bit hesitantly during the last part.

'That's fine. If she wants to say she's sorry, then I'm willing to hear it. Whether or not I give her another chance is something else.' I said.

Jan spoke up again, saying, 'Well, we, uh, kinda told her that she could come by this evening. She wanted us to be here, too, so that she could apologize to all of us, together, again.'

'So when is she going to be here, then?'

'She said she'd be here about six thirty – after dinner.' Kelly answered.

I asked Jan 'Did you want to stay here for dinner with us, or does your dad expect you?'