Banging Becky

Alyssa gave me a blanket and pillow and I sprawled out on the couch while they
went into her bedroom. Through the closed door I could still hear them gabbing
away. I hoped Jenny enjoyed trying to sleep in the passenger’s seat tomorrow.
I would not feel sorry for her one bit. As I finally dropped off I thought I
heard a lot of excited, suspicious giggling…

It seemed like seconds later that I was being shaken awake. It was Jenny
dressed in her pajama top. It was still dark outside so I mumbled something
about what the hell…?

“Sweetheart, I was just thinking and I felt guilty about making you sleep on
this uncomfortable couch.” she whispered. I was too tired to be uncomfortable
but was wondering what she was talking about. “Why don’t you come sleep with
us in Alyssa’s bed? It’s big enough.”

Now I was fully awake and none too happy. Spending the night next to that
luscious body and unable to do anything about it would not be great fun. But
Jenny finally talked me into. My resistance is very low when I’m pooped.

Jenny took me by the hand and led me into the darkened bedroom. I started to
crawl into bed and she said “You’re not going to sleep in your clothes, are
you?”

True enough, out in the front room I had just kicked off my shoes before
laying down. Gee, thanks, honey. It’s gonna be hard enough sleeping next to
Alyssa as it is. I wondered if Jenny was trying to get me back for something I
did or said during the day with this torture. I turned to where Alyssa was
laying and said, “Does this bother you at all?”

“Oh, no.” she replied “Jenny said you could be trusted.”

Jeez. something very funny was going on here but I decided it might be to my
advantage to play it through. So I stripped down to my shorts and climbed into
bed. Jenny got in after me and there I was with a woman on each side of me. I
guess things weren’t that bad after all. I put an arm around Jenny’s shoulders
and kissed her and told Alyssa goodnight.

Not that it was going to be that easy to sleep. The bed wasn’t *that* big and
both of the girls were pressed pretty tight against me. Jenny was cuddling me
on my left in the nightshirt and Alyssa’s warm body pressed against me on the
right and while I did’t dare find out for sure, I could have sworn she wasn’t
wearing anything. All I could feel was bare flesh pressing against mine. It
wasn’t going to be a very restful night after all, especially since I was
sporting a raging hard-on.

Becky Masturbating Gallery
"Oh, god, it's so wonderful to see you again!" Alyssa told her. "And you, too, Tom." she added as an aside to me. When I lived here in Portland I had visited here a lot with Jenny, and whenever neither of them were watching I often scoped Alyssa out head to toe. At twenty seven years old and 130 pounds she'd never win a beauty contest but that didn't mean she wasn't damned attractive. Almost as much as Jenny. Her extra weight was distributed perfectly both above and below the waist. She was the sort you could cuddle all night long and never get tired of it. It always had been a mystery to me that she didn't get any dates but her priorities were different, I guess. I would have purely loved to get her in the sack and often thought of it but I could never hurt Jenny that way. Didn't mean I couldn't dream, though... They chattered on for the longest time, oblivious to the late hour. I just sat quietly on the couch and tried to keep my eyes open. Finally, Jenny yawned (it looked forced to me) and said it was time to get some sleep. Fine by me. Even Alyssa's body was failing to keep me awake anymore. Tells you how tired I was.