Ebony and Ivory

I was still a bit flabbergasted by all of this. I'd been tested...proven true, but the fact of the matter was, I still felt like I'd been set up. Which obviously I had. But was it something that warranted my own stupid foolish pride in getting in the way? After all...what had actually happened? Nothing really.

"So...now what?" I said foolishly. "I mean...you both then...?"

They looked at one another grinning, then back towards me.

"Spend most if not all of the time running around the apartment naked yes," Chris said. "And...we enjoy being with one another too, but...we're also willing to make concessions with regards to that if you're not ok with it."

I had to think about that, not sure really quite how to take it. "So if I say I'm ok with knowing you two are fooling around together whenever I'm not with Chris, then you most likely will continue to do so then yes?"

Once again they looked at one another, though each of them gave one another a slightly confused look. Suddenly Michelle laughed as though she understood what had been left out.

"Oh...I see why you're confused," she began. "What we also meant by that, is that we...us...together, and you! Which we're both fine with every once in a while...as long as you are! But always as long as you're not trying to get to me behind Chris's back. That's something else entirely," Michelle clarified. "So...if you're good with that."

I looked over towards Chris, she was again smiling, and then held her hand out. "So...you wanna?"

I was as naked as the two of them were in less than five seconds time.

**

Though all horny stiff, I had followed them into the bedroom, sitting down on the edge of the bed just watching them. After having prompted them both to go ahead and do so of course. It was like watching poetry in motion. That, and the obvious contrast between them, the dark flesh of one, pressing against the much lighter flesh of the other. The two of them kissing, fondling, touching and soon meshing their very wet cunts together was within a very short time more than I could take. Though they both seemed to sense that simultaneously, inviting me to come up and lay between them. When they both then began to mouth me, sucking and licking me together, I knew then I had made the wisest choice possible, almost proud of myself for having done so. Walking away from certainty, facing uncertainty, and now without any doubt whatsoever, about to embark on the most amazing experience of my life. Even as I poured out jettison after hard felt jettison of spunk which they milked out of my very aroused cock, sharing it, and giggling much like they had done the day I had met them. I still couldn't help but sit there and think how close I had come to loosing it all.

I guess the moral of the story here is, a cock in the bush isn't as good as two bushes on the cock. Or something like that anyway.