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In the car we took our usual positions. Wendy placed her head on my shoulder and dozed while Michelle took a nap in front. The scenery rolled by noiselessly.

Once at the motel, I waited anxiously for Kelly to dig the room key out of her purse.

“Hurry!” I said.

“Guess you’re a girl after all” laughed Kelly.

“Ha ha.”

She finally located the key and unlocked the door. While the three of them set down their things, I went to the bathroom.

By the time I returned, Wendy and Michelle were kissing.

Before I could react, I felt a hand reach underneath my dress. It settled on the front of my panties, where it began to knead what was underneath.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation.

Kelly spoke. “Like to slip into something more comfortable?”

I laughed.

“Turn around” she said.

She unbuttoned my dress, and managed to get it off without disturbing the wig. Next she lowered the ruffled panties and had me step out of them.

She circled me and tugged at my stockings and adjusted the lingerie. She applied a fresh coat of lip stick.

“That’s better” she said. “Come here.”

She put her arms around me and began kissing me. She ran her hands over me. She plucked the bands of the garter belt. I was quickly becoming aroused.

She undid the top of her bathing suit and pulled me to the bed.

I began to kiss her breasts. She guided my hand inside the bottom of her suit where I began to play with her. She squirmed and pushed against my hand as Michelle had. She tilted her head back and began to moan.

“Take off your panties” she said.

I pulled away, undid the clasps Kurtköy Grup Escort of the garter belt, and removed them.

“Fuck me” she said.

I began to move my stiffening cock across Kelly’s pussy. She rolled me on my back and mounted me as Wendy had. As she moved up and down, I began feel another orgasm building.

Kelly slowed her grinding, and leaned forward to rub me through my bra. She reached underneath it and tweaked my nipples.

“I’ve been waiting a long time for this” she whispered. “I don’t want it to be over too soon.”

She moved her mouth over my chest, alternately licking, sucking and nibbling. I ran my hands across her back and shoulders, using the nails she had given me to stimulate her.

“I like that. Don’t stop.”

We kissed. She used her mouth on my face and neck as she had on my chest. She squirmed and mashed her pussy against my dick. I moaned.

“Like that Missy?” She giggled at the irony.

I heard Michelle groan. I turned towards the other bed, where Wendy was on all fours, crawling next to Michelle. She had obviously succeeded in bringing her to orgasm. They turned to watch Kelly and I.

Kelly began her rhythmic undulations. Soon I could feel the rising tide of an orgasm. I wanted to give in. Kelly’s breathing quickened. Tiny gasps came from her. She too was near a climax.

I raised my hips to meet her downward strokes. On the second I could no longer hold back and let go. Kelly moaned loudly. She caught her breath and lay her head down on my chest.

“I loved that” she whispered.

Wendy and Michelle applauded. “For the best performance in a low-budget porn Kurtköy Manken Escort flick, the nominees are…”

We laughed. I lay on the bed. I was exhausted, but very much alive.

“Move over Missy.” It was Wendy. She climbed into the bed.

Michelle climbed in as well. The four of us were a happy tangle of limbs, and eventually managed a few hours sleep.

I was the last to wake-up. It was Sunday morning. I was still wearing the remnants of my costume. Kelly was lying on her side, and regarded me with a mixture of affection and amusement.

“Morning Missy. How are you?”

I rolled over. I was painfully aware the weekend was over.

I looked at her. “I really enjoyed last night.”

“Me, too.”

Wendy and Michelle ran in, still wet from their shower. They approached the bed and pretended to grope me, dripping water all over Kelly and I in the process.

Kelly protested. “You guys!”

They found a towel and began drying off. Kelly and I volunteered to help them with their hair. With her head half-covered by a towel, Michelle began to chuckle.

“What?” I said.

“Can you imagine someone’s reaction if they were to walk in here and found three naked chicks and a guy in a bra and garter belt? I mean, what would they think?”

“We’re probably better off not knowing” said Wendy, uncharacteristically glum.

Wendy’s hair was more or less dry.

“Okay” she said. “Your turn. We left some hot water for you.”

“Missy, you ready?” asked Kelly.

“Yeah” I said.

In the bathroom, Kelly unhooked my bra and garter belt, and steadied me as I removed the stockings. Kurtköy Masöz Escort She started the water.

“Ladies first” she said, holding back the shower curtain. I stuck my tongue out, but went first anyway.

The warm water was rejuvenating. Kelly joined me.

“Want some help with that?”

I looked down and smiled. I had a hard-on. Kelly lathered her hands, and gave me a remarkable hand job. I needed to brace myself when I came.

I kissed her, and my mouth began to wander down her neck.

Kelly stopped me. “We can’t. Check-out time is eleven, and it’s almost ten-thirty. Maybe another time.”

The way her voice dropped off spoke volumes about the uncertainty ahead of us. Would there even be another time? What was going to happen after this weekend? Was everything going to change?

Back in the room, the colorful disarray had disappeared and been replaced by neatly ordered suitcases and overnight bags standing side by side. All that remained was the drive back.

In Champaign, the Pontiac settled in the driveway. Pops came from underneath the hood as the engine cooled. We silently began sorting the luggage; Kelly’s into her house, Michelle’s into her car and Wendy’s into my car.

When it was stowed away, Wendy waited by the car while I said goodbye to Kelly and Michelle. They stood next to each other in front of the porch.

I approached them. I opened my mouth but didn’t know what to say. Kelly put out her arms and we hugged. I kissed her.

Then I went to Michelle. I looked at her before we, too, shared a warm hug and a kiss.

So much to say, and nothing.

I turned to go.

Halfway to the car, I heard Kelly.

“Missy!” She was pointing to her nails. “Don’t forget the nail polish remover!”

Wendy waved goodbye from the car as we backed out of the driveway. She put her hand on my leg and sighed.

Leaves were falling as we pulled away. The seasons were changing.

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