It had been many years since I had seen my childhood playmate, Lynda. Now, after being out with her for about five minutes, I could see that there were few men who could resist her.

She was gorgeous with astounding legs and a full pair of breasts to go with them. Her hair and eyes were light brown. Lynda had a friend named Iris who was equally attractive. Iris had a tight body and curly blonde hair. One evening after dinner, Lynda, Iris, and I went to a nearby bistro. Normally being with two beautiful girls like this might have made me a little nervous, but I had begun to feel more comfortable around Lynda and expected nothing at all to come of the evening. Iris supposedly had a boyfriend anyway. We talked about our families and our travels, and in between, Lynda and I tried to catch each other up on what we’d been doing over the years.

I could see that she and Iris were both beginning to take a liking to me, and their personalities as well as their stunning looks charmed me in turn. On the way home I expected them to drop me off. Instead, we all wound up at Iris’s place. I was still expecting nothing more than conversation and red wine. As soon as we arrived, Iris went to change into something else while Lynda and I headed for the kitchen and opened a bottle of wine. We agreed that it was great to get together again after so many years. As we sat on the couch, sipping wine, Iris came out wearing a skimpy piece of lingerie that showed off her perfect tits and well-trimmed bush.

I looked over at Lynda for an explanation, but received only a sly look and a kiss blown in my direction. At which point, an explanation was unnecessary. Iris had her tongue in my ear and Lynda was moving her hand up my thigh. Lynda said, “We just wanted to show you what a sweet guy we think you are.” She also mentioned something about the two of us making up for lost time. I wasn’t about to argue. Lynda caressed my cock through my pants while I concentrated on sticking my tongue down Iris’s throat and tearing off what little she was wearing. Pretty soon my pants were down around my ankles and Lynda’s head was in my lap. I ran my fingers through Lynda’s hair with one hand as the fingers of the other penetrated each of Iris’s lower holes.

QUOTE ME BABY!!!!

Soon I was getting really anxious to do some eating of my own. I told Iris we could make out later, and that it would really make me happy if in the meantime she sat on my face. No argument there. My preoccupation with Iris was the only thing that kept me from shooting my load into Lynda’s warm wet mouth. As I always do when I’m getting blown, I asked Lynda to lick and suck on my balls. I took to reaming Iris’s asshole with my middle finger as I attended to her clitoris with my teeth and tongue. What next?

I proposed the obvious: that I should fuck Iris from behind while she had her face between Lynda’s legs. It took me about three and a half seconds to get hard for that. Again I made sure to keep one finger up Iris’s ass as I rubbed her clit with my cock. With the other hand I alternated between massaging her buttocks and her nipples. For her part, Lynda was getting more agitated, and I started to think that I ought to switch pussies, but I needed to finish what I’d started.

As I once more felt myself ready to come, Iris insisted that I do so on her ass, and that sounded fine to me, so I did. I started to rub the spunk around her pretty bottom, but Lynda quickly came over to lick it off, saying it was much too good to waste. Then came the part I had really been looking forward to. I began to kiss Lynda as passionately as I ever had anyone. Strangely, her bra was still on, so I quickly removed it. Licking and rubbing her nipples, I realized that what I really needed was to be deep inside her.

There was no reason not to have her from behind, so that we might easily include Iris. Lynda wanted to eat pussy too. It was fantastic. Every thrust from me pushed Lynda’s head deeper into Iris’s crotch. I fucked Lynda harder and harder. As you can imagine, she was really making a lot of noise, although a good deal of it was muffled by Iris’s pussy.

Soon Lynda was yelling and having herself a massive orgasm and Iris was moaning blissfully on her own. When I was ready to explode, I pulled out and had the pleasure of having both Lynda and Iris share my come as they French-kissed each other. Things continued at a slower pace throughout the night.

All in all, it was a great reunion for Lynda and me, made all the more special because of her friend Iris.