What A Lift?

 

      I was walking home one night from the bakery with some sweet wheat rolls to eat tomorrow with some eggs for breakfast, along with some other goodies. I took a short cut that would help me avoid Jeffrey, who seems to have moved into a house a block from mine. At this point I was six blocks from home. I had gotten off the subway a stop early so I could buy the bread. This weekend is what I have been looking forward too since Tuesday. And I wanted it to be great. I may also add that Jeffrey is not seen in this weekend's picture. My feet for some reason did not feel up to walking, but I reminded them of the soft bed that was waiting for them and so we trudged on.

      I crossed a street then stopped to adjust my bags, when I heard someone calling my name. I turned and saw a very familiar blue truck pulling up along side me. It was Andrew and Lauren.

      "Hi, guys." I told them.

      "Hello. Would you like a lift home?" Andrew asked me.

      "Yes. I would." I told him.

      Lauren reached her hand back to open the back door for me. I loaded my stuff in then myself. I lived on a one-way street so he had to take a longer way to get there than if I had walked it, but I am not complaining.

      "What are you guys doing in my neck of the woods?" I asked them.

      "We were coming to see you." Andrew said as he turned down my street.

      "Oh. How nice." I said. I did not expect anyone to come over. I was the one that normaly goes to see them. It is a good thing that I bought all this extra stuff, for I have almost nothing in my house that could be called snack food.

      He parked outside my apartment building and they helped me carry my bags inside. As always I was grateful that I lived on the first floor. I walked over to my door that was marked 1-B. With my keys still in my hands from opening the front door, I unlocked three bolts. I pushed open the door and let them pass in infront of me.

      "Where should we put them?" Andrew asked me from the living room as Lauren placed her bags on the kitchen table.

      "The kitchen table would be fine." I told him. I put my keys in my handbag, bolted one lock then hung up my bag on a peg in the hall. I was taking off my coat to hang it up when Andrew was beside me hanging up two other coats.

      "So how was your day?" he asked

      "I've had better, but it wasn't so bad." I told him. As he helped me out of my coat. I turned around and took my coat from him. I held it by the collar as I turned to the wall to hang it up. When I turned around He was standing right behind of me. I started to fall back wards, when I tried to keep from bumping into him. At the same time my hands went out to hold onto him to keep me from falling. I caught his arm and his hand had caught my back. He pulled me up for us to be inches apart.

      "I'm sorry." He said. Then I realized that he was coming closer. His hand on my back was firm and held me in place as he kissed me. I felt his other hand as it gripped my ass and pulled me into him. I had my hands on his chest and was trying to push him away. I wanted him to kiss me. But not now, not here, with Lauren in the next room. I finally pushed him away from me.

      "Are you crazy? Kissing me with Lauren here." I asked him as I settled my nerves. I turned my back to him and waked down the hall to where Lauren was.

      "Lauren, if you guys want something to eat help your self, but don't touch the sweet wheat rolls. They're part of my breakfast." I told her when I saw that she was still in the kitchen. She had been looking through my cupboards, and had turned around to smile at me when I had started to talk to her.

      "I'll be right back. I'm going to change my clothes." I said as I walked down the hall. Before I entered my room I looked back to see Andrew taking a piece of rye bread from Lauren and adding some sunflower butter to it. Lauren was next to him munching on a rice cake. She was leaned up against the counter top and was looking at me. She then turned to Andrew and was telling him something when I turned and walked into my room. I automatically striped down to nothing, like I always did upon reaching home. Now I debated whether or not to wear any under wear. I wanted my bra off along with my panties. My body had become accustom to not wearing any while in the house, but with Lauren and Andrew here I will have to suffer through it.

      I loved my closet. I had it custom made. It use to be a bedroom that was next to mine. But since I had two beds in the living room because it was so big, I did not need another bedroom. I walked in and looked around for something decent to wear. I was looking at some jeans then tights, but I decided against it. I did not want anything that close to my leg. I was looking over some of the dresses that I could wear when I felt someone's hands slide around my sides to cup my breast. I was about to tell Andrew to leave when I heard the owner of the hands speak.

      "You have nice breasts Katherine." Lauren said just before she started to nibble on my neck. I don't believe this. This is not happening. First Andrew, now Lauren. I wet my lips then said.

      "Lauren."

      "Humm . . .?" I heard her say.

      "Would you mine letting go of me?" I asked.

      She let go of my breast and her hands dropped to my waist. She then grabbed me and spun me around to face her. Because she was three inches taller than me, I had to slightly look up at her.

      "I am not letting go of you just yet." she said. "I've been waiting a while to get my hands on you, and this is the best time that has presented itself. And I'm taking it." She told me. Her hands went back up to my breast and started to squeeze them. Now what am I going to do? I asked myself.

      I started to back up. I stopped when I hit the wall. A blue material partly covered my face. At my back I felt silk separating me from the wall. She had walked with me and now looked down into my face. Her hands reached up to the rod and pushed the clothes out of the way. The silk left my backside to meet a cold wall. Her hands then went to the bottom of her blouse and pulled it over her head. She was a lovely Asian woman. Looking at her skin you can understand why they are called yellow skinned. Her skin looked quite fine as it shone like it was part of the sun. Her hands bent back to unhook her brown bra. She reviled a couple of C-cup breast before she started to unbutton her skirt. It fell to her feet and she kicked it aside. Her hands reached out to place themselves on either side of my shoulders. Her head started to tip towards me once again. I had no way to go.

      "Katherine? Lauren? Are you in here?" I heard Andrew ask from the direction of my room. Thank you God. I ducked out of her hands and walked a little way before I said.

      "Where in here Andrew. We'll be right out." I turned to Lauren. She had her fingers hooked into the string sides of her panties. "We can't do this. Andrew's out there wanting for us." While I was telling her this she slowly pulled her panties down. Over her hips, butt, clean shaved cunt and down her legs. "I mean it Lauren. We can't." I started to back up once again when she moved towards me. I walked into my room while trying to think up a good way to stop her. I was about to tell her that she could not do this to Andrew. He was her boyfriend.

      "Lauren, your time I up." I spun around to see Andrew as he slipped his gray shirt off his shoulders. What a chest!

      "What do you mean? Your time is up." I asked as my attention returned to what he had just said. "Both of you planed this?" I was looking back and forth between an advancing Lauren and a disrobing Andrew, who both looked as if they had something far more important on their minds than answering my seeming uninteresting question.

      "I told Lauren that you liked me and how you hinted at getting into my paints." He was no longer wearing his pair. "She then told me that she liked you. I told her that I wanted to sleep with you." There went his briefs. "She then told me that the only way that I could sleep with you, was if she also got to sleep with you." He started to walk towards me. "When I decided that today was the day, I told Lauren. That was when we came up with the idea of having you together." His hands reached out and grabbed my waist. He then pulled me into him and kissed me soundly.

      My hands reached out. First to stop him, then to hold on to him. I soon felt Lauren's hands on me then her mouth as she kissed the back of my neck. What did I do to deserve such attention? I asked myself. I was vaguely aware that I was being led to the bed. Andrew laid me down and his head went to my chest where he started to suck on my breast. I looked up to see Lauren kneeling next to my head. She bent down to kiss me. She ran her tongue over my lips when she stopped kissing me.

      "You are so pretty." She told me.

      "Why did you pick me?" I asked her. "I'm not that pretty."

      "Because we love you Katherine, and that makes you very pretty to us." I heard this from a male voice that was out of sight. It must have belonged to the one who was causing ripples throughout my midsection with little bites. At this point I was feeling too good to care why they choose me.

      "Pull her up further unto the bed Lauren." Andrew said. Lauren then took a hold of my arms and pulled me across the length of my bed until my ankles were the only part of me that still dangled off the end of the bed. I felt Andrew as he rubbed his hands up and down my legs. He occasionally stopped to squeeze parts of my thigh and calve. Lauren rubbed her hands over my breast and pinched my nipples.

      "Open up love. I promise that I won't bite. Unless you ask me to." I heard Andrew say. I then realized that I was holding my legs tightly together. I relaxed my legs and I felt his hand as it slid between them and went straight for my opening. Ahh! I love big hands.

      "You're already wet." He said as I felt his fingers in me. I've been wet since I had laid eyes on him, and having Lauren's hands squeezing my breasts did not help. "Let's see about turning this stream into a river." He said, as Lauren lowered her head and was now biting and sucking at my nipples. Her breast hung just above my head and I had to reach up and suck them. Her scent was so strong and her flesh was so close.

      For the next hour my body went through things that I did not know were done. And for thirty more minutes I sat back and watched as Andrew and Lauren found out that they could also have each other. Once in a while one of them would reach for me. I started to get sleepy, and laid my head down on the pillow that had been placed in the middle of the bed. It had held up my back, when Lauren had pushed into me as Andrew slammed into her again and again. I pushed aside the veined double dong that Lauren and I had used so I could stretch out on this side of the bed. I then watched as Andrew sucked on Lauren's breast and slowly rocked his hips into hers. My eyes slowly fell down as Lauren started to moan louder.

      I woke up to find a thin blanket covering me and that I was also in the middle of a flesh sandwich. Lauren had her hands around my waist and Andrew was asleep with his mouth a bare inch away from my nipple. He could not have fallen asleep too long ago for there was still a wet circle that covered my puckered nipple. So that means that what I had thought was a dream, had really happened, and I was thinking that they might have let me sleep in peace. I then shifted a little.

      "Ah!" I cried out in surprise. I had received a sharp pain from in my ass, and I realized that his hand was in my pussy. As I moved again I realized that it was not just pain that was in my ass, but also what was causing it. I reached my hand back and felt it sticking out of me. I grabbed it and pulled it out. It was the veined double dong.

      I lifted my head to see what time it was. 9:32 pm. My show was on. I eased her hand off of me. I then nudged Andrew a little so he could roll over. He just grunted and came a little closer and his hand went in a little deeper. I nudged him again. He mumbled something and rolled the other way. I sat up very carefully and slowly slipped off the bed. I went to my dresser and pulled out a short night shirt and went into the kitchen. I grabbed a bag of nacho chips and went back out into the living room to turn on the tv set. I sat down and reached for the remote that was on the table in front of me. I clicked it on and placed it on channel 62. Tv ads. I threw the remote down on the couch beside me so I could open the bag and took some out to eat. I watched as a non-persuasive lady tried to connive me to call a physic.

      Not even a physic could figure out what went on here today. Images of me and Andrew as we clung to each other and Lauren as she watched us while playing with her pussy, stood in front of my eyes and was playing itself out when it was soon shattered by a gun shot. I snapped out of it to see the heroine of the show lying on the floor, looking very dead. "What happened? What did I miss?" I asked myself. I settled down to watch what would happen next.

      Even as I became involved in the picture there was a question that nagged at me. Where did that veined double dong come from?

 

                                                                                                      The End

                                                                                                      Jhoy E. Meade