Hello, Rose

I'm sitting here... waiting... couldn't be bothered to put any music on, there's rubbish on TV... restless. Full of energy. Leg jiggling up and down to an invisible drum beat...

Tonight's supposed to be the night. I'm calm... I'm patient... I'm above it all... where the fuck are they? C'mon c'mon c'mon....

I hear a car door slam, followed by another. Sounds like a Honda car door to me. It's them... has to be. A knock at the door, a giggle... it's dinner time. I open the door and see Marissa and Rose standing on my door step, leaning on each other and laughing. I smile and have to laugh with them, at something that's hilarious, although I have no idea what. Marissa is high on life, I know that... but this... smells alcohol fuelled.

"What have you naughty girls been up to?", I ask, looking at Rose. She looks... tasty. Marissa knows that look on my face all too well, so she quickly cuts in: "Rose and I had a few drinks at her place when I picked her up. We got to know each other a bit better, didn't we sweetie?". Rose giggled and flashed her eyes at Marissa.

"Come inside", I said, wondering if the neighbours were perving at these two swaying beauties in my doorway through their windows. I closed the door behind them as they poured themselves into my front room. Marissa dropped a bag on the low table and turned to me as she held Rose's hand in hers. "And poor old Simon didn't have anything...", she pouted before she pressed her mouth to mine, sliding her hand onto the back of my head and pulling me to her. I could feel her tongue licking hungrily against my lips, so I opened my mouth and let her push her tongue into my mouth while Rose watched. I tightened my lips around her tongue and sucked it hard before she slipped it out of my mouth, letting it brush wetly across my lips before she spoke.

"And I like Rose, do you know that? I do... but now I want to feel a man... and a man's cock that wants to fuck me... do you know where I can find one, Simon?", said Marissa, and grabbed the front of my jeans and squeezed me hard. I shrunk back a little to protect my balls, but let her hand close around my cock, which was already lengthening as I surveyed my prey. "Ahhhh... like this", purred Marissa as she worked my cock into a stiff piece of meat inside my jeans with her stroking and squeezing hand. "Feel this, Rose...", said Marissa and took Rose's hand and clamped it against my groin. Rose eagerly wrapped her hand around my bulge, running her hand up and down my thickness, feeling my long rod rolling back and forth against my thigh...

"It feels to me... like Simon isn't wearing anything under those jeans. He's not, is he Rose?", asked Marissa, stepping behind Rose. "Mmmmm... you know, I don't think he is", murmured Rose as she traced the outline of my cock with her fingertips, running them over the ridge of my cockhead that she could feel through the denim.

Marissa pressed up close behind Rose's back and slipped her hands onto Rose's hips and whispered alongside her ear: "Can you feel how long his cock is? How thick it is?".
Rose murmured a "Mmmmmm" and ran her hand up and down my cock, stroking me to a straining hardness. Marissa slid both of her hands down onto the front of Rose's black jeans, sliding them down between Rose's legs as she whispered in a low voice "His cock is huge... I've had it in my pussy", Marissa continued, as she started to rub her hand up and down over Rose's crotch. "I've let him fuck my pussy with his huge cock until I cried and I begged for his cum..." I said nothing, letting Marissa weave her spell, feeling Rose's hand pressing my long cock against my thigh inside my jeans, squeezing me rhythmically in time with my slowly swaying hips. I was starting to leave a wet spot on my jeans.
Rose opened her mouth and moaned as Marissa worked her fingers up against her pussy. "Do you think he'll let you cum on his cock, Rosie Rose? Stretched around him?", purred Marissa as she pressed her lips to the side of Rose's neck. I groaned and leaned forward to kiss Rose's open mouth, sucking her bottom lip between mine and pulling at it. Rose muttered a "mmmm-ahhhhh" against my mouth and slowly gyrated between us, feeling Marissa's hot hands pressing up at her dampening crotch, and my hard cock grinding against her hand...

I wondered what Rose was thinking at this point...

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