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Petra and I head up the stairs, and she says, “I think I’d like to take a really quick shower.”
“Want some company?”
“Um… sure. Okay.”
So I begin peeling off my own clothes as we head up. By the time we make it to our shared bathroom, I’m down to my boxers, and she’s laughing. Petra shucks her own outfit a little more carefully and puts her hair up in a bun while I adjust the shower. I suspect she wants to shave, but I’m surprised when she gets under the spray with me and doesn’t go for a razor immediately. “Not shaving?” I ask. Then, come to think of it, I realize I’ve never seen one sitting in the shower.
“Don’t need to. I splurged a couple of years ago on laser treatments. It’s great because I never have any razor cuts or itchy stubble this way. Also, I don’t have to keep waxing.”
“Doesn’t the laser treatment hurt?”
“It depends on the part of you that’s getting lasered. Some parts are pretty awful, and others are no big deal. I’m sure you can figure out the differences without me spelling them out. But the beauty of it is, it’s permanent. I just keep the landing strip trimmed, and that’s it.”
For the next few minutes, we help each other lather up all those hard-to-reach—wink, wink—areas with some delightful body wash she always has in the shower. It has a coconutty, fruity smell to it that makes me feel like we should be sipping rum drinks on a Caribbean island. I can almost hear the steeldrums, and it makes me smile. I start to fantasize about an island honeymoon, and mentally slap myself.Cut it out!I’ll admit to opening this bottle more than once while showering so I can imagine fucking Petra while I take care of my morning wood. It never fails to start my day out right.
When we’re sufficiently buffed, I take the showerhead off its holder and spray her down, leering at her reaction when I direct the spray between her legs. She hisses and then doubles over slightly, grabbing my arm for balance. “Did I hit a nerve, Petra?” I ask innocently.
Just then, Weston opens the bathroom door and asks, with a laugh “You really have a thing for showers, don’t you Callum? Come on out, both of you. We have somestuffto do.”
“You could come on in too,” Petra says invitingly.
“Not enough room. You should have been in the big shower.”
I laugh and say, “This one was closer.”
As Petra and I step out of the shower, Weston strips down to no clothes, and as he steps past me, he says, “You smell just like Petra now,” and grins. “So, if everyone else is all freshly scrubbed and smells delicious, I don’t want to reek like I’ve been sweating through a ping pong tournament for the last hour.”
“I’ll go grab you a clean towel,” Petra tells him.
“Oh. Yeah. I… ah… forgot. Thanks.”
Within moments, we’ve brushed our teeth, and we’re all refreshed and dry. We pile onto Weston’s big bed.
I’ve grabbed a stack of condoms and a large bottle of lube.
Petra has gone back to blushing and reminds me of a delicious ripe strawberry. I’m anxious to sample her sweet juices.
“So, Petra,” I begin. “I seem to remember Weston making a suggestion to you about both of us fucking you at the same time, and you sounded agreeable to that idea. Any second thoughts? Are you still willing?” I watch as Weston eyes her greedily. Hemust be thinking what I’m thinking. What a beautiful thing this could be for all of us to express ourselves with one another simultaneously. Plus… this whole scenario is sexier than fuck.
“Yes,” she answers with no hesitation. “I want both of you inside me at the same time, and I want you to feel each other inside me, so we can experience our shared desire together.”
“Weston?”
He takes Petra’s hand and says with reverence, “I would love to be in that gorgeous, tight little ass of yours. I’ve been fantasizing about it for weeks, actually.”
Blinking at him, she asks, “You’ve been fantasizing about me?”
“You and Callum. I can’t get either of you out of my mind.”
“Oh my.” It’s a tiny gesture, but she shivers at his words. “How… stimulating.”
I grin at them. “Then let’s get her prepped, shall we? Petra, lie down on your stomach and spread your legs. We need to open you up for Weston’s big cock.”
Petra’s eyes are huge as she stares at us for a second, then she flips over. I undo the top of the lube and squirt some on my fingers. “Hold her cheeks apart,” I tell Weston. “That’s right.” I groan at the sight of her pretty little hole and think what a lucky bastard Weston is by being the first one in there. It’s hard not to feel jealous, but I will be the one inside her sweet pussy, so there is no room for complaint. I begin to massage her rosebud and lean down to kiss the exquisite dimples just above her butt. “So beautiful,” I whisper and then say, “Weston, lube up a couple of your fingers too. She’s going to need plenty of stretching so she’s comfortable.”
I can already see that Weston is rock-hard and leaking precum. It’s such a beautiful thing, I can’t resist leaning over and licking the head of his dick. “Mmm.”
Now Weston is shuddering like our Petra. He leans down and kisses Petra deeply and then tells her, “I’m going to love this. I hope we can make it perfect for you.” He sits back up and joins my hand in massaging her.
