Michael’s Erotic Trifecta- Acts III-V

Act III

When Kenny got home that afternoon, he had no pressing desire to bring himself off, after all in the history storage room he had gotten his needs fulfilled beyond his wildest expectations. Arriving in his room he simply sprawled out on his bed still dressed and let his mind relive all that had gone on earlier that day. After about twenty minutes of quiet reflection the stillness was shattered as two squealing girls descended upon him.

“What happened?” asked a giggling Susie. “Did she meet you?” squealed Abby, “tell us about it, please?” Mike opened his eyes and looked from one to the other.

“You must have done something in school today,” Abby speculated, “’cause you’re not up here jacking off.”

“Did she do you?” asked Abby, “I’ll bet she did.”

“Come on,” said Susie, “tell us what happened. Please. You’ve got to.”

And at that point, the two girls began relieving Mike of all his clothing. And he didn’t try to resist. It felt too damned good having two girls scurrying around, pulling off his jeans and jockeys and removing his t-shirt. When they had finished, both girls looked at each other, and then they hurriedly shed their own clothing. Once they were all naked, they joined Mike on the bed.

Susie took her brother’s partially stiff organ in her hand. “It’s my turn today,” she announced to Abby, who nodded reluctantly, then she turned to Mike. “So tell us what happened today. Did you get together? Did you two do stuff?” Susie could feel Mike’s answer in his rapidly filling stiff cock before he answered her in words.

And so, Mike did recite the tale of his mid-day adventures in the history storage room in the school basement. Susie was both listening through her ears and feeling the story through the fingers wrapped tightly around his veined mushroom topped shaft, fingers which were in constant and rhythmic motion. Abby, her head propped up with both hands, looked Mike in the eyes as he told of their basement rendezvous, of Haley ‘s lack of a bra, and of her calmly removing her blouse for his total enjoyment.

As he told them about her naked breasts, and how he had snuggled his face up against them . . . and feasted his lips on their nipples, the curious girls demanded an interruption in order to experience for themselves that same sensation. Mike paused the story long enough to demonstrate to both girls how it feels to have their nipples sucked and lightly chewed.

For some strange reason, the experience of sucking their titties didn’t compare to his when sucking Haley ‘s. The two girls didn’t have to know that, and he wisely avoided telling them. Once back to the story, Mike didn’t repeat Haley ‘s tales of the teacher who had played such a large part in introducing her to the pleasures of the flesh.

Even though those revelations had been central to the original drama, it seemed kind of irrelevant to Mike in his retelling. The Tale of Haley and Michael should feature just Haley and Michael, he firmly decided. And besides, he had sworn to her he wouldn’t tell anybody of her flirtation with her former teacher.

Mike had reached the part in his story where Haley had left his side and knelt between his legs. She had been working her fist on his rubbery foreskin in much the same way his sister was working hers in the here and now. When Mike told of Haley’s leaning down and taking his cock head into her mouth, Susie looked wide-eyed just for an instant before fearlessly diving down herself and enveloping his cock in her own mouth.

Abby jerked her head . . . looking on disbelievingly as her best friend began bobbing her head up and down on Mike’s long cock. He was drowning in both present feelings and past memories. The sight of his twin sister enthusiastically bobbing her head over his overstuffed shaft began morphing into the recollections of Haley doing likewise.

It did not take many head bobs before Mike’s cock fired its load into his twin sister’s mouth. Susie felt him push into her throat momentarily, before firing away. Reflex’s caused her to back away for an instant, allowing the second spurt to wickedly paint her face with ropes of hot cum, but she quickly recovered the spouting fountain in time to swallow the rest.

Afterwards, Mike and Susie both briefly lost consciousness, Mike lying flat on his back and Susie with her head on his belly, his ever shrinking organ still safely tucked in her mouth. Abby was the first to speak. “Damn that was hot! I never saw anything like that before. Next time it’s my turn to suck your big cock.” Neither Mike nor Susie said anything, but Susie did a slight nod of her head as it lay on Mike’s belly.

Next, the three of them climbed into the shower a short time later. Abby said she should get to bathe the two of them, as she didn’t participate much and wouldn’t need soaping off herself. Both Mike and Susie were too tired to argue, and stood obediently as Abby suds them clean. She completed the project by drying the both of them, then like a true maidservant, she helped each of them dress.

“I can’t wait to suck your cock tomorrow . . . Michael Johnson,” she stated.

Act IV

In history class the following day, Haley and Mike once again sat side by side. Again nothing was spoken during class about the previous day’s history store room activity. At the closing bell, Haley asked Mike if he cared to eat lunch with her, and he said of course, that goes without saying. When they were seated side by side in the lunchroom Haley said, “Too bad there’s no time for the history store room today.”

Mike gave her a stricken look which made her grin. “Don’t look so sad,” she said. “We can go to my house after school. No one’s there.”

“What about your brother?” asked Mike.

“What brother? said Haley.

“You know, George?” he said.

“George’s not my brother,” she said, “he’s my cousin. He’s my dad’s brother’s son. And he lives with his family, not mine.”

“Oh,” said Mike, “I had heard . . .”

Haley grinned, “Well you heard wrong. So, want to come?”

“Are you kidding, wild horses . . . well, you get the idea.”

“Yeah, I guess I do. Listen, meet me by the front entrance at the last bell. And if you can get your homework done in school we won’t have to carry books.”

“Great idea. I’ve got study hall fifth period. I’ll get it done then.”

“Okay, meet you at the bell at 3:30.” And they put away their trays and were off to their next classes. Mike managed to get all his homework done during study hall, and surprise, surprise, he took a shower at the end of his last period gym class. He was the first one at the entrance after the last bell, but Haley was not far behind him.

They walked hand in hand the six blocks to Haley ‘s house, but as they got near her block, she turned loose his hand and said that because of her nosy neighbors it would be better if Mike took the alley behind her house, and she would meet him at the back door. She told him hers was the third house from the corner, and for him to wait in the driveway until he sees her.

Mike had not been standing in the alley for much over a minute before the back door opened and Haley waved him in. Once inside she offered him a Coke, and they drank them in the living room along with idle chatter about school, before retiring to Haley ‘s room to get down to the business at hand.

They did not immediately get close or intimate. They sat apart when they first entered her room, she sitting on the side of her bed, and he in the chair by her desk. They looked at each other for several minutes before Haley spoke up.

“You know what’s been wrong with our little get togethers?” she said, a wistful tone in her voice. Mike shook his head, “No what? To my mind they’ve been letter perfect.”

“Well,” she said after a moment’s pause, “they were very nice as far as they went. But the trouble was they never went quite far enough. We were never able to get all the way . . . NAKED for one thing. I’ve never seen you completely naked, and you’ve never seen me.”

“Yeah, well now that you mention it, that’s very true,” he said, “but what I did see of you .