Alyson and Lauren are about as close as two gals can be without being sisters. Alyson, who happens to be my girlfriend, met Lauren in college. I like Lauren a lot. She’s a true Southern belle, who’s sweet and flirtatious. She is Alyson’s complete opposite. My girl’s got a brassy New York City attitude. Recently, I was surprised when she asked me if I would mind having Lauren join us in bed. She said they’d been talking about it for a while, and they both thought it would be an incredibly hot experience.

After I got over my shock, I was seriously excited. The idea of getting sexy with both Lauren and Alyson seemed like a dream come true. If Alyson wanted this, I was definitely up for it and told her as much.

The three of us had dinner together that Friday night. We’d planned on catching some live music at our favorite bar, but I think our minds were a little preoccupied. Mine certainly was. Watching the girls giggle and tease each other had me deliriously aroused. So despite my notorious sweet tooth, I was the one to push for skipping dessert — and the bar, too. Fortunately, the ladies agreed with me.

Though they’re about the same height and build, the two girls presented a delicious visual contrast. Alyson is black-haired with dark, expressive eyes and a lovely olive complexion. Lauren has a platinum blonde bob and green eyes that give her the look of an inquisitive yet slightly naughty kitten.

Once we got back to my place, I excused myself. I told them I had to respond to a work email, but in truth I wanted to give them a chance to have some time alone as they got ready for our fun. But Alyson soon texted me, asking me when I was going to come in and start “loving us up.” After that, it wasn’t long before I hightailed it to the bedroom.

I found Lauren and Alyson on the bed, gazing invitingly at me. My girlfriend was wearing a black negligee, but Lauren, on the other hand, was as naked as the day she was born. She was smiling — a little bashfully — but from the way she was slowly caressing one of her erect nipples, I could tell she was seriously turned on. I certainly was. My cock was fully erect, and the girls hungrily eyed the bulge in my jeans. Realizing I was clearly overdressed, I quickly shed my clothing and then turned my attention back to the bed with my exposed dick standing straight and tall.

“Is that big ol’ thing for us?” Lauren asked with a wink.

“One way to find out,” Alyson said, grabbing my arm and pulling me onto the bed with them.

For the first few minutes, it was a blissful free-for-all of groping, kissing and caressing. Then I felt soft fingers slipping round my hard rod and squeezing it. But was it Alyson or Lauren? Ultimately, it didn’t matter. However, I couldn’t help but be a little curious if our guest was helping herself to the ultimate in hospitality. It was hard to see exactly what was going on amid our tangle of flesh. The bed seemed to be covered in arms, legs and boobs, all competing to sex me up.

“How does it feel, having two girlfriends?” Alyson panted before sinking her teeth into my earlobe. The little burst of pain startled me into laughter.

I was delighted but also frustrated. I wanted to see who was playing with my dick. But each time I was on the verge of discovering who was manhandling my meat, a slender hand would push me down or caress a particularly vulnerable spot on my anatomy, rendering me powerless. The girls seemed to sense my exasperation. I felt myself being jerked to the point where pre-come was oozing from my dick. The fluid worked to lubricate my shaft, making the hand’s ministrations deliciously slick and smooth. It could have been Alyson; she’d always liked giving me handjobs. Then again, there was no reason it couldn’t have been Lauren.

Finally, I decided to just ask. Lauren laughed, nuzzling my chest and lapping at one of my nipples with her tongue.

“Oh, he wants to know who’s touching him. You gonna call the sexy police, huh?” she teased.

“Oh my God,” Alyson gushed. “You know what would be so cool? If we blindfolded you and, like, did stuff to you, and you had to guess who it was. Like, we can do three different things.”

Lauren added, “And if you correctly guess who’s doing it all three times, we’d have to take turns sucking your cock till you explode!”

The Southern sweetie’s frank language surprised me a little. I guessed she was one of those girls who reveal a slightly different side when she’s aroused.

Alyson eyed me mischievously as she said, “But if you don’t get them all right, we’ll tie you down and tease that big delicious dick of yours till you go nuts!”

I can’t say the game they were proposing was unappealing — quite the contrary. At that point, I was dying of horniness. I would have preferred to take turns slowly fucking each of them, but I always try to be a good host.

“Let’s do it,” I said. The girls, predictably enough, were delighted. A moment later, Alyson had stripped off her negligee and was tying a scarf round my head. The impromptu blindfold made it impossible to see anything at all. I lay back and tried to relax, but it wasn’t easy. Fingers roamed teasingly up and down my body, exploring every crevice.

“Ready?” Alyson whispered. I nodded, and she said, “First try coming up!” A heel positioned itself on my chest. Naked toes brushed against my lips. Whoever it was wanted me to smell her foot. I could hear both girls chuckling softly at my wincing expression, but they were both laughing at the same time. I couldn’t make out whose foot it was based on those sounds.

Hesitating for a moment, I inhaled. Both of the girls had showered before I’d entered the bedroom, so all I got was a whiff of floral-scented lotion. It was Alyson’s favorite, but Lauren might very well have used it, too. I also couldn’t remember Alyson’s feet having any distinctive smell anyway. I might’ve been able to force the foot’s owner to reveal herself by tickling a giggle out of her, but that felt too much like cheating.

My only clue was that Alyson sometimes liked teasing me with her feet, poking me with her toes or pushing them under my nose and claiming they stank. It made sense that she would start off the game with her tiny tootsies.

“Alyson,” I said finally.

“Aww,” Alyson said, sounding pouty. “You guessed right! OK, here comes No. 2.”

Somewhat to my shock, a lusciously rounded pair of buttocks descended onto my face. Whoever it was must have planted her feet on either side of my head and then just squatted down.

“Whose butt is this?” a voice asked. I honestly couldn’t tell if it was Alyson or Lauren speaking. My blood was pounding in my ears, and my excitement — which had waned just a little during the foot episode — now came flooding back. As bizarre as the situation was, it also thrilled me. You can’t get much more intimate with a woman than letting her put her ass in your face, after all. It didn’t hurt that someone was once again stroking my cock. But, God, I wanted to push my dick inside that ass!

Yet Alyson and I had never explored anal sex before. Was that a clue the butt belonged to Lauren? Doing something so brazen seemed out of character for her, but how well did I really know her? I guessed that was part of the game’s point. I tried to savor the moment. The cheeks in my face were soft, almost velvety in texture. Hesitating a moment, I inhaled, but the only scent I discerned was of soap. Both girls had similarly sized derrieres, so basing my guess on that wouldn’t have done much good.

“Come on,” Lauren cooed. “Time’s a wastin’, sugar.” I tried to get a fix on where her voice was coming from. If it was from above, it was a sure bet that Lauren was the girl. But my head was swimming with frustrated horniness. I knew things would get worse for me if I got even one round wrong. I liked the idea of the girls binding and teasing me, but I knew it might also drive me crazy.

The butt gave a saucy wiggle. I made a low, growling noise and mimed biting the tantalizing cheeks in my face. Though it wasn’t my intention, that did it. The giggle that exploded overhead gave me my answer: “Lauren!”

“Oh, poo!” Lauren said as the butt rose from my face. “You got two right. Guess we might be getting up close and personal with your dick!”

“We’re not done yet,” Alyson reminded her. Next, I heard the girls whispering together, but I couldn’t make out their words. Then Alyson cried out, “Here comes big No. 3!”

Suddenly, my world was reduced to a wet slit framed with silky, curling hair. As it touched my lips, the air was filled with the unmistakably arousing scent of pussy.

I thought I’d been turned on before, but that was nothing compared to this new surge of excitement that overwhelmed me. Why, oh why, did whoever-she-was have to plant her puss on my face? Why couldn’t she have just sat on my dick? I was aching to feel either tease impale her snatch on my rod.

Still, I had no choice but to forge ahead. I inhaled deeply. I had eaten out Alyson many times, of course. I tried to recall the scent of her cunt, to help determine if the lovely puss above me belonged to Alyson or Lauren. Did I detect a hint of sweetness? Something almost like the scent of strawberries? More importantly, did Alyson ever use any strawberry products? Somehow, I couldn’t remember. And even if she had that night, who’s to say Lauren didn’t?

The more I focused on the scent and the feeling of the pussy grinding against my face, the more difficult it became to think.

“Lauren,” I mumbled as loudly as I could manage.

Suddenly, slim fingers were undoing the blindfold, and the girl atop me shifted herself downward. I blinked up at the sight of Alyson straddling my chest. Lauren was peering around from behind her as she stroked my rock-hard dick.

“Uh-oh,” I said sheepishly.

“Lucky for you I’m not the jealous type,” Alyson purred.

“And lucky for you I can’t resist a man with a hard dick,” Lauren added. She kissed my shaft, making me groan.

“I have to say, I’m with you on that,” Alyson mused. “How ’bout we call this one a draw, honey?” But she added with a wink, “Don’t think we’re gonna go easy on you!”

They each took turns fucking me to the edge of sanity and forced me to hold off my orgasm for hours. When they finally allowed me to shoot, I blew my load all over their pretty faces, and it was the best climax of my life.