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Preparations for breakfast brought back a sense of normality to the threesome. The ladies were wearing jeans and blouses while Mark had donned his heavier clothes. He planned to shovel out the doorways and bring in more wood for the fireplace as soon as breakfast ended. The wind had lessened and the snowfall decreased as temperatures began to plummet.The telephone buzzed for the first time in days. Helen answered, “Oh hi, Steve, thanks, but I am fine. Not to worry, all’s good here, lots of food, heat and water. I’m good until tomorrow, no need to rush out to open my road.”She continued, “Oh, and if the manager calls looking for his wife, Dorothy is trapped here with me so let him know. He’s out of town but was aware that she was coming out to visit me. We have my Ski-Doo so if we need to get out we can. Okay, later today or tomorrow some time. Bye.” The call had been from the mine Surface Superintendent who was responsible for road and yard maintenance.Smiles all around, their adventure could continue uninterrupted, no rush to complete their odyssey of sexual experiments. They settled down for breakfast, laughing and joking as if all was normal and that they had not spent the past twelve hours screwing each other.The ladies competed to serve Mark coffee or toast or jam or whatever, touching his neck seductively with soft fingers or brushing against his shoulder with a hip or a breast. The object of this attention smiled contentedly like a master in a mediaeval household, while occasionally sliding a hand up between the legs of whoever was serving him or nuzzling a breast as one bent over him.But he had work to do and arose from the table, kissed each lady on the forehead and donned his parka, fur hat and mitts. The ladies giggled at the sight of their paramour bundled up like a Russian peasant. They cleaned the table and washed the dishes as they listened to him clumping around shoveling and retrieving wood. They stood side by side over the kitchen sink as he made his way down to the lake on snowshoes.”Where the hell is he going?” Dorothy queried.”It looks like he is going to open his fishing holes and set some lines through the ice. I’m sure that he could fish twenty-four hours a day; he loves it. He claims that the fish bite best in winter following a storm and the return of high-pressure systems.”Dorothy giggled, “You mean that there are times he would rather fish Ankara escort than fuck?”Helen said, “Well, I do wonder sometime, but he gives me all that I can handle in bed.” They both laughed in unspoken agreement.They cleaned up and poured themselves another cup of coffee and settled in on the sofa beside the fireplace.Dorothy said, “So, what do you think, Helen? Are you okay about bringing me out here? Or are you uncomfortable seeing Mark and I naked and with him in me? I could understand if jealousy entered your mind. This has been wild, I have never imagined doing anything like this. And by the way, you and he really know how to get it on. It looks like a choreographed ballet! I almost come with you.””I was uneasy watching the two of you at first,” Helen responded. “But as you well know after months of me going through that period of ‘where was this all going’, ‘how could there be a happy ending’, this seems to be an answer of sorts, puts things in a different perspective. The hot sex continues and the final outcome of my relationship with him no longer seems to be a major issue. So any jealousy I might have – and there are a few little twinges of course when he kisses you – are submerged in the erotic aspects of the two of us sharing one man. I’m fine, Dorothy, never been so content in fact.”Dorothy put her coffee down, leaned in over Helen and kissed her softly. “Good, and what about what you and I have done together? Any regrets? I can tell you that I have none.”Helen said, “None here either. It has been a total surprise at how much I have enjoyed being intimate with you. It is quite different from making love to a man.”They kissed passionately while struggling to join their bodies on the confines of the sofa.Dorothy’s breath was heavy as she whispered, “I’m so horny, Helen. Let’s go to bed while our stallion rests up ice fishing. We have not really had a good go at each other alone, much as I loved the threesome. Let me take you to bed, let me fuck you. And I mean that, let me fuck you.” The last two words were said with emphasis.Helen became submissive to Dorothy’s demands and lay back as she crawled up over top of her. Dorothy somehow managed to rub her mound on Helen’s hip and cheek.They left a trail of clothes on the floor as they headed for the bedroom ending up in panties only at the side of the bed. They kissed passionately Ankara escort bayan with breasts, bellies and mounds grinding together.”On your back, Helen, just lay there and let me do everything that I dream of doing to you,” Dorothy almost spat the words out. “I have been fantasizing about removing your panties. It arouses me to watch a man pull mine off. They are always so desperate to kiss and fuck my pussy. That’s what I’m going to do to yours.”Helen obeyed, lifting her butt upwards as Dorothy’s soft fingers slipped into her panties and pulled them off. She was trembling a little and very turned on while wondering what was racing through Dorothy’s mind. She groaned as Dorothy kissed her nipples and gently fingered her pussy.Dorothy pushed her own panties off and began to rain kisses and licks from Helen’s lips to her ankles, tasting every part of her body. She returned to suck on Helen’s long nipples now jutting out like little fingers from her smallish breasts. She kissed her way down Helen’s belly and then lifted her legs over her shoulders and settled in with her face and mouth inches from Helen’s vulva.Helen stared down between her breasts at Dorothy’s eyes boring up into hers, gasping in response to the first tentative lick along the length of her slit. She spread to allow Dorothy access to her entire vulva with her probing tongue. Everything was done gently, affectionately, and purposely to arouse her. And arouse her it did. She almost lost it as Dorothy took the tiny hood of her clit between her lips and teased it with her tongue tip.Dorothy crawled back up Helen’s body, rubbing her breasts on everything she could rub until their mouths engaged once more. Helen could taste her own pussy on Dorothy’s tongue and lips, causing hers to cramp in expectation.Dorothy purred, “I’ve been aching to do that, to taste all of you.””Oh Dorothy,” Helen responded, “it was beautiful, I want my turn on you.””No, let me do it, I’ve been fantasizing about rubbing our pussies but have not figured out the best way to do it,” Dorothy said.They kissed passionately and Helen whispered, “Go for it, we’ll find a way.”Dorothy pushed away and off the bed, pulled the sheets and covers off and tossed them to one side. When she returned to the bed, she positioned to get her legs the reverse of Helen’s, sliding one leg between Helen’s and Escort Ankara moving upwards in an effort to join the two ‘Y’s’. Helen turned to her side a bit, seeking the best way to mesh their pussies. There were no smiles or giggles of embarrassment; they were fully focused on this joining.The need intensified as Helen felt Dorothy’s slippery pussy lips slide up along her inner thigh. Dorothy was propped up on one arm and over Helen as their vulvas first brushed. They struggled to find a position to make full contact, the air filled with little groans and cries as they finally engaged.They paused as their bodies merged in this intense intimacy.Dorothy moaned, “Go first, Helen, rub me, oh damn, that’s it, oh yes. Ah, you caught my clit!”They took turns being the dominant, grasping the other’s body wherever they could, holding on while they pressured their pussies together in slow agonizing grinds. As they approached orgasm, Dorothy lifted up until she was on her knees with one of Helen’s legs over her shoulder, her arm wrapped around the leg to anchor her hip movements. Helen maintained upward pressure to maintain the engagement of the two pussies.Achieving orgasm was like climbing a hill slowly, reaching the crest and gliding down the other side in exhilaration. They held the pose; grinding their pussies together, eyes closed as tensions evaporated, after which Dorothy tumbled down beside Helen.”Now that was fun,” Dorothy panted, “why did I wait so long to try that? I wondered sometime, you know, what it would be like with a woman, but never really came close to doing it. What have we missed?”Helen was not feeling nearly as fulfilled as Dorothy although she had certainly enjoyed the orgasm. She preferred being mounted by young Mark. Strange that she would think about that even as she lay beside Dorothy’s soft warm body. She also knew that Dorothy would be after more in the future. Her only response now, however, was, “That was beautiful, Dorothy; it is more pleasure than I ever thought possible.”They heard their partner at the back door stomping around putting things away.”We better get out of bed before he finds us,” Dorothy giggled, “if he sees us like this he’ll be after us like a Viking.””You go shower, Dorothy,” Helen said, “I would like to greet him alone right now.” She snuggled down, pulling the covers back over her as Dorothy scrambled to the bathroom.Mark removed his heavy clothes and boots before warming himself in front of the fireplace. He glanced over his shoulder to catch Dorothy’s bare bum disappearing into the bathroom. He smiled to himself wondering what his lady friends had been up to during his hour or so setting his lines out in the cold.
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