Monica gasped sharply at the sensation of two sets of lips on her breasts. She looked down at her friend and her friend's lover kissing, nibbling and caressing her breasts. Her arms were pinned to the mattress by their bodies. She wasn't sure if she was more excited by the idea of Mulder or Scully making love to her. She'd been with many men, and even a couple of women, but she'd never felt quite like this before.
Scully, on the other hand, had never been with a woman before. This was completely new territory. I can't believe I'm kissing my friend's boobs. She took Monica's nipple into her mouth and sucked, her tongue playing on the tip. And I can't believe how wonderful this is.
Several minutes passed. Mulder and Scully's hands played with each other as they danced across Monica's breasts and torso. Scully felt a hand gently clamp around her wrist and drag it down Monica's body. She gasped slightly when Mulder set her hand on top of her friend's underwear. Mulder took her hand and guided it down between Monica's legs. He set his hand on top of Scully's and encouraged her to stroke.
Oh, my god, what am I doing? What are these two doing to me? Scully swallowed a wave of uncertainty and moved her hand even farther down, feeling dampness and heat through Monica's underwear. Mulder watched his lover's hand exploring the other woman and felt his heart thump in his chest. Monica moaned deeply. Mulder pulled away from her breasts, sat up to take off his T-shirt and edged his way to the top of the bed. He laid his head on Monica's pillow and kissed her cheek. She turned her head and they started kissing, both of them moaning into each other's mouths.
Scully looked at them for a moment. She turned her attention back to Monica, trailing kisses down to her bellybutton and along the waistband of her underwear. Scully rose to her knees and hooked her fingers into the sides of Monica's underwear, slowly peeling them down. Monica lifted her bottom slightly and Scully pulled pink panties down her legs and over her pink socks. Her friend lay bare on the bed in front of her. Scully looked along the length of Monica's slender body. She really is beautiful.
Mulder and Monica's kissing had become more impassioned. She had extended a hand and found the bulging front of his jeans. Monica rubbed in small circles and Mulder's hips wriggled. Scully laid her palm flat on Monica's belly and gazed at the trimmed but fuzzy hair between Monica's legs. It was strangely alluring. Taking a deep breath for bravery, she slid her hand down and let it rest on the fine, silky hair. Monica's pussy felt hot. It felt hotter still when Scully let her thumb travel down her crease. There was so much moaning and groaning coming from above, Scully wasn't sure if any of it was a result of what she was doing. Monica's hips lifted toward her hand, as Scully explored her friend's slick folds with her thumb and fingers.
The clinking of a belt clasp and the sound of a zipper pulled Scully's attention away just as she was about to plunge her fingers inside. Monica reached into Mulder's jeans and released his hard, throbbing cock. When she took it into her hand and started stroking, Mulder's mouth left hers and he threw his head back.
"Christ!" Mulder was panting. "What are you women doing to me?"
Scully made eye contact with Monica and they both burst out laughing. "I thought you said this was every guy's fantasy," Scully teased.
Monica stroked him harder and Mulder groaned. "Uh huh. But it's a fantasy that just might kill me." Mulder turned to Monica and smiled gently. "There's something I have to tell you, Monica. Scully and I…we don't use condoms. I don't have any in the house."
Monica giggled and gave his cock a squeeze. "That's okay. This is for Scully and Scully only," she said, squeezing again. "I just get to play with it."
Mulder chuckled. "Well, in that case, amuse yourself fully." As Monica stroked him, Mulder looked up at Scully. "I love you," he mouthed. Scully smiled. She turned her attention back to Monica and finally let her fingers slide inside. Monica gave a prolonged groan and thrust her hips toward Scully's hand.
"Scully?" She looked over at Mulder and saw wonder in his eyes. "Scully, you haven't lived until you've tasted a woman."
Scully immediately felt heat surge through her chest. I don't know if I can. Mulder reached over and stroked her forearm. He lifted his eyebrows and nodded. Oh, god, he wants me to. And I think I want to. She looked at Monica. Her expression was a conflicted jumble of apprehension and bliss. She wants me to.
Scully moved down the bed and stretched out on her stomach between Monica's legs. She looked up and noticed Mulder's jeans and underwear were gone. He was thrusting his cock slowly but rhythmically into Monica's hand. They were wide-eyed and watching her. Scully stroked Monica's labia with her thumbs and moved her face close enough to Monica's pussy to smell her womanly scent. Scully found the scent both appealing and arousing. Heat surged between her own legs. She shimmied out of her underwear and ground her pussy into the mattress.
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