I didn’t want to choose, of course. Not that I had any experience with threesomes except for the previous few minutes, but I could already tell they could be tricky. The two girls lay back on the bed, legs slightly parted, looking up at me. My cock was rock hard, and would be happy inside either of them, but I wanted both of them to feel good.

“I’m going down on you first, Vixie,” I said, because I was eager to taste the wetness that was so visible on her. “But then I’m going to fuck you, Laurel.” I crawled up on the bed, and they scooted up to make room for me. Vixie spread her legs wider, inviting my head between her thighs.

“Hear that, lover?” she said, turning her head toward Laurel. “You’re going to have that big hard cock in your pussy soon. Just like we’ve talked about.”

Vixie tasted delicious, tangy and metallic. I slid my hand up Laurel’s thigh until I found her wet folds, then along her folds until I found her clit.

I was rewarded by that cute high-pitched whine as Laurel writhed. Vixie kissed her, then let her go and started playing with her tits. Laurel returned the favor.

“He’s pretty good for a man,” Vixie said.

“Mhmm,” Laurel said.

Okay, point. I probably could not compete with a couple of lesbians using my fingers and my mouth. They had each other for that.

“Really,” Vixie said to me. “You’re good. But that’s not what we want from you.”

I briefly thought of saying that I was more than just a cock. Then I decided I wasn’t that stupid.

Laurel spread her legs open, and I moved from Vixie to in between them. I rubbed the head of my cock, oozing pre cum, against her clit. Even if I was just there for my cock, it seemed wrong just to plunge in.

Vixie rolled over and slid her hand down Laurel’s flat belly. She pushed my cock downward until it was positioned at Laurel’s entrance, but with her other hand gestured for me to wait. Then she started playing with Laurel’s clit.

“You ready for it, honey? You ready to have his big, thick cock in your pussy?”

Laurel nodded vigorously. I got the feeling that once she was turned on, she wasn’t much for words.

“Slide in, Jerry,” Vixie told her. “Move into her nice and slow. Stretch her. You’re a lot bigger than the dildo we use, so be gentle.”

I couldn’t see any reason not to go with the program. I fed her just the tip, at first. She was tight, but very wet.

“Does it feel good, baby?” Vixie asked, drawing lazy circles around Laurel’s clit.

Laurel whined and nodded, making little frantic come-here gestures with her hand.

I slid in a bit further. Her pussy gripped me like a vise, and I stopped. She panted, and then made the gesture again.

“Fuck her, Jerry,” Vixie said. “Fuck her like a bitch in heat.”

Part of me wanted to protest Laurel being called a bitch, but I figured after two years Vixie knew what buttons she was pushing. I pushed forward until I was buried to the hilt. Then I stopped, to let her get used to me. I didn’t encounter a hymen, which given what Vixie said about the dildo didn’t surprise me at all.

Idle hands are the devil's workshop, and Vixie’s breasts were right there. I groped one of them. Vixie grinned at me, but chided, “This is about her.”

“This is about both of us,” Laurel said. “Vixie likes it rough, Jerry.”

“Good to know.” I squeezed Vixie’s boob a little harder. “And do you like being fucked, Laurel?”

Laurel nodded. “Do it.”

I was, technically, already. But I knew what she meant. I started moving inside her, watching her eyes. But she closed them and started that high-pitched keening again.

“That’s a good sound,” Vixie told me. “I think she just found out whether she was bi or not.”

“She wasn’t sure?” I asked.

“Nope. She is now, aren’t you, honey?”

Laurel nodded like ten times.

I started fucking her a little faster.

“I’m loving seeing this look on your face, honey,” Vixie said.

“I love you, Vixie,” Laurel said, turning to look at Vixie.

It was a little weird, fucking a woman while she gazed into the eyes of her lover, and while I played with said lover’s tits. But the weirdness was more than worth it to be able to look at the two of them kissing while I fucked Laurel. My own private live porn, and both of them so beautiful. The contrast between Laurel’s fair skin and Vixie’s darkness was pretty damn sexy, too.

When I was twenty, I wouldn’t have lasted more than seconds. But I could hold on now, although it was an effort.

I didn’t know whether it was my cock, or Vixie’s fingers, or both, but a moment after I thought that, Laurel came. Her voice got even higher. It sounded like someone was being murdered, but knowing the cause it wasn’t a bad sound. I’d just never heard a woman sound like that. Of course, fox girls were beyond rare back where I came from. I didn’t have to worry about what the neighbors thought, because we were nine floors up.

Instead, I enjoyed the way her pussy fluttered around me, clenching my cock and then releasing it. Still, I held back.

“Did he?” Laurel managed to get out.

Vixie shook her head. “No. He wants your pleasure more. We found ourselves a good one.”

“I’m right here,” I said.

Laurel turned from Vixie to look at me. “You are. I like it. Fuck me more. Please.”

I didn’t have to be asked twice.

Vixie moved away from Laurel so she could get closer to me. She wrapped her arms around me. “Fuck her hard, Jerry. Do you want to cum in her?”

“Laurel?” I asked. “I’m very close.”

“Fill me,” Laurel practically screamed at me. It was so unlike her to raise her voice, and I don’t think she even realized she was doing it.

“Do it,” Vixie said.

I pulled Vixie forward and kissed her.

First kisses are special, especially if you’re balls deep inside someone’s girlfriend when you kiss them. I held on just a little longer, playing with Vixie’s breasts. I guess I didn’t like being told what to do, although the very enthusiastic consent was damned hot.

I turned from Vixie and looked at Laurel, who was already staring up at me, panting and working her tongue back and forth just past her lips. I remembered that Laurel liked for other people to take the lead, and unless I completely misread the signals, she was ready to cum again.

I guided Vixie’s hand down to Laurel’s clit, figuring she could do a better job than I could, and told Laurel, “Cum again for me, and I will, too.”

I don’t know that anyone was fooled by my implication that Laurel had to earn my load with an orgasm. But it didn’t matter. The words seemed to set her off, and she screamed again like she was dying. The moment I heard her, and felt her pussy spasm around my cock, I let go.

I hadn’t even masturbated in days. I’d been too busy. So my orgasm was explosive, and I felt like I was pumping pints of semen into the recently maiden fox girl. She had two years of experience with sex, but I was still her first man. I won’t deny that it was a great feeling.

Her pussy kept grabbing onto me like it was trying to milk every last bit of seed into her womb.

I let go of Vixie and stayed like that for a moment. Vixie went and held her.

Lauren murmured, “You need to experience his cock, Vixie.”

“Might be a hot minute,” Vixie replied. “Guys can’t just go and go.”

Sometimes being older was an advantage, sometimes it wasn’t. I was already softening. Reluctantly, I pulled out of Laurel and held her from the other side. I wasn’t sure whether my embrace was needed. Laurel was kissing Vixie while I held her.

Then she turned to me, and kissed me with equal passion, or at least, something somewhere in the vicinity.

“You’ll do that again sometime, won’t you? This isn’t a once and done thing for you, is it? I mean, it’s fine if it is, we didn’t ask, but…”

I saw the vulnerability in her bright green eyes. “I sort of figured that it was just a once thing for you two.”

“We weren’t sure,” Vixie said. “We were going to wait and see.”

“I’ve seen,” Laurel said. “What do we need to do, Jerry, to help you make Vixie see, too.”

“Hey,” Vixie said. “If you’re sold, angel, I am too.”

“No,” Laurel said. “You’ve got people to compare him to. You need to experience and make a decision.” She looked down. “How do we get you hard again?”

I hesitated to ask. I mean, it wasn’t going to take forever for it to come back to life with the prospect of fucking Vixie. But on the other hand, I thought Vixie would be down for what I had in mind, and Laurel apparently liked being told what to do. It was almost certainly the fastest way to get me ready again. “Two girl blowjob?”

Laurel grinned. “I want to have it in my mouth again. Vixie?”

“I was wondering when I’d get to suck your cock,” Vixie said. “Lie down between us.”

I moved over Laurel, letting my body slide against hers until I was between the two girls. They moved down the bed. Vixie took my cock in her hand. “Watch me,” she told Laurel, and then took me into her mouth. She did a fluttering thing with her tongue that had me responding immediately.

“Yum,” she said to Laurel. “I love tasting you on his cock.”

“Let me,” Laurel said, and replaced Vixie, trying to do the same thing with her tongue. Vixie was better at it, of course. But Laurel was enthusiastic.

They swapped my cock back and forth, and it got harder. Then they started making out around it, kissing each other with my cock in the middle.

“I think he’s ready,” Laurel said, drawing back.

“I think so, too. Just lie back and enjoy, Jerry.” Vixie repositioned herself, throwing her leg over me and guiding my cock so that the head was up against her opening.

Laurel put her hand around Vixie’s waist, and watched as her lover lowered herself down on my shaft.

I watched, too. Two beautiful naked women. And when Vixie lowered herself and slid my cock inside her, her big breasts bounced in a way that was practically hypnotizing.

Laurel reached for Vixie’s clit, and Vixie gently moved her hand away. “It’s going to take him a while. I’ll get there. I want to savor this – I haven’t had a cock for years.”

“Sorry,” Laurel said.

“No, honey. Don’t be. It’s just that it’s … different, right?”

“It is,” Laurel said, blushing.

“And he’s so big.”

“You said size didn’t matter.”

“I said it doesn’t matter as much as guys think.”

I was torn. I wanted Laurel to straddle my face, kind of. I also wanted to be able to keep watching Vixie’s tits. So I compromised and reached out to caress Laurel, marvelling at the way her boobs were perfectly sized for my hands.

“She’s got great tits, doesn’t she?” Vixie asked.

“You both do,” I said, and grabbed one of Vixie’s with one hand while keeping one hand on Laurel.

They both leaned into my touch. Laurel leaned in so far that her lips were close to mine, and I couldn’t see the bouncing boob show so well.

It wasn’t the worst problem to have. I kissed her.

Did I mention that girl could kiss?

Vixie kept riding me, and it felt great. I wasn’t close to needing a release, since I’d just cum inside Laurel.

“Laurel?” Vixie said. “Kiss me, too.”

Laurel’s eyes looked at me almost like she was asking permission. Oh, right, she liked to follow. But Vixie had told her what to do already. Whatever. “Make out with her,” I told Laurel. “And I don’t care what she says, play with her clit, too. I want her to cum for me. Show me exactly what she likes.” I grinned. “For next time.”

I thought Vixie was going to argue with me for a moment, but she didn’t. Laurel moved over and did exactly what I’d told her to, with the addition of groping one of Vixie’s tits.

Together, we pushed Vixie over the edge.

“My turn again?” Laurel asked.

I shrugged. “Sure.” I wasn’t sure I could keep up with the two girls, but there were worse epitaphs.