They stumbled into the apartment at half past two, three giddy teenagers hopelessly wandering through a life too fast paced for them to stand up straight. Sasha flopped down onto the couch, glad to be off her feet. Jon sat beside her, and Skye took the chair next to them. The guys were still discussing the pros and cons of acting opposite your significant other. Sasha had long since bowed out of the conversation, preferring to stare at the handsome specimens of maleness seated before her.

Her gaze traveled along the bodies of the two chatting boys. They both looked so comfortable sitting there. Jon had even slipped off those stupid unlaced hightops he always insisted on wearing. She squirmed in her tight dress until she couldn't bear it any longer.

"I'll be right back," she whispered to Jon, and slipped away to the bedroom to change.

"Alright. I'll make some coffee," he called after her.

She closed the door and stripped the dress off over her head, tossing it to the floor. She inhaled deeply, stretching her arms over her head. It felt wonderful to get out of that constricting outfit. She opened the closet door and searched for something else to wear.

A knock sounded quietly on the door.

"Come in," she muttered absently, still sifting through the hangers.

"Sasha, I was wondering if ---" the voice cut off abruptly as the door swung open. Sasha turned to see Skye standing there, eyes wide.

"I... umm..." he mumbled.

"I... I thought you were Jon. I'm sorry..." she crossed her arms across her chest, trying in vain to cover herself. Realizing the futility of it, she dropped her arms to her sides, letting him stare at her slender form, clad only in a pair of white panties.

Her dark brown eyes stared deeply into his crystal blue ones, the intent clearly displayed on her face. She took a few steps forward, slipping her arms around his neck and pressing her lips to his. A million thoughts whirled through her mind as she felt him respond, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her body tight against his. He felt different than Jon. Jon was warm and safe and comfortable. Skye felt... well, daring and hot and mysterious. She didn't know what they were doing or why, only that she wanted him so badly that her legs quivered.

Their mouths sucked hungrily at each other, his tongue slipping into her mouth. She darted her tongue around his in response, pressing herself closer to him.

"Hey, guys, the coffee's...done..." Jon's cheerful voice trailed off as he stood in the doorway, watching his friend passionately kissing his girl. They broke the kiss, and Sasha stared sheepishly at the ground. Skye continued to hold her close, protectively.

Jon walked towards them, wrapping his fingers around her arm and pulling her to him. Skye let her go, his eyes locked with Jon's. Sasha pressed herself to Jon and tilted her head upward, desperately searching for his lips. She caught them, sucking tenderly on the lower one. Always a boy above everything, the feel of her bare breasts against his body and the warmth of her mouth melted him, and his mouth responded.

They lost themselves in the kiss, two passionate lovers alone in the world...until she felt Skye's fingers glide gently through her hair. He brushed the curls aside, softly kissing the smooth flesh of her shoulders. His hands ran up along her sides, making her shiver. She broke her kiss with Jon, turning her head towards him. He leaned down and met her lips again, his hands sliding around her waist from behind. Jon, not to be outdone, slid his hands up the front her body, cupping her small breasts. He kissed up her neck to her cheek, trying to steal her lips away from the handsome blonde. His nose brushed Skye's as he pushed his way in, his hands pressing against Sasha's breasts harder. She gasped, pulling away from Skye's mouth. Jon moved swiftly, but Skye was faster, his lips connecting firmly with Jon's.

Jon's eyes went wide as Skye sucked on his lips. This was a turn of events he hadn't expected. Then again, the whole evening was like nothing he'd ever imagined. He tried pulling back from the other boy, but Skye was insistent, and held his mouth firm. Sasha began kissing his neck, pushing up his shirt and kissing his chest. She slid down his body, flicking her tongue across his nipples, kissing down his stomach and sides, finally resting in a kneeling position on the floor.

Jon took a step back, pulling away from both of them.

"What are we ---"

"Shh," Sasha whispered, standing quickly and laying a finger across his lips. "No words."

She began kissing him again before he could protest. He slowly relaxed, his eyes closing. She moved him gently to the bed, sitting him on the edge. She continued kissing him, laying him back and resting across his chest. She pulled his shirt off his body, her fingertips running across his nipples playfully.

The sound of a zipper echoed through the bedroom as Jon felt the cool air blow across his body. Fingers wrapped around his growing erection, freeing it from his pants. He involuntarily moaned as Skye's tongue ran up his length.

Sasha lifted herself up on her arms, her breasts dangling above Jon's face. Her nipples brushed his lips, taunting him. He flicked his tongue across one, eliciting a cry of pleasure from the pretty redhead. He began sucking her breast in earnest, as Skye's mouth engulfed him. He slipped his hand up, fondling Sasha's other breast and provoking her hard, pink nipple. She moaned quietly, her arms trembling as she sought to support her weight. Jon switched sides, suckling at her other breast and biting her nipple gently.

Skye's mouth worked at Jon, moving up and down in random patterns, his lips locked firmly. His tongue darted around Jon's length as he bobbed his head, slower now, then faster, making Jon's legs spread slightly and his muscles tighten.

Sasha could feel a warm wetness and gentle throbbing between her legs. She longed to slip her fingers down and relieve her yearning. She cried out as Jon's teeth and fingers tightened on her nipples once more.

Jon could barely contain himself any longer. He could feel himself on the edge of release and tried to hold back. Skye's lips stroked at him mercilessly, one, two --- and then he was gone. He slipped his mouth up Jon's length, running his tongue across the head, and simply stopped, leaving Jon throbbing in pleasant agony. He stopped working at Sasha and looked up Skye, who was now standing at the foot of the bed, unzipping his pants. Sasha moved to face him, and Jon sat up slowly.

Skye smiled warmly at them. "Don't you think it's Sasha's turn now?"

Sasha blushed and slowly pushed her panties off, exposing a fiery shock of red hair. She moved back on the bed, spreading her legs delicately. Skye finished removing his pants and boxers and slipped into a sitting position behind her. She leaned back against him, her fingers reaching back and lazily stroking along his hardness. Jon stared at them for a moment, then kicked his own pants the rest of the way off, and dove between Sasha's legs.

He was greeted with the intense heat he had come to expect from his aroused lover, mixed with the sweet, musky smell that was all her own. She was incredibly wet, quite possibly wetter than he had ever seen her, although they hadn't really been lovers for very long. He ran his tongue teasingly along her clitoris, and listened for her low moan. He smiled to himself as she responded, giving him all the incentive he needed to begin lapping at her in a quick, side-to-side rhythm. Her legs spread further as her hips rose to meet his mouth.

Skye watched Jon happily pleasuring his girlfriend as he wrapped his arms around her, cupping her breasts. She was lost in the ripples of ecstasy Jon sent though her body, and barely noticed as Skye began fondling her, running his index fingers lightly across the tips of her nipples. Her fingers stopped grazing him and tightened, encircling his erection. She moved her hand up and down slowly, rhythmically. Skye kissed her neck and shoulders affectionately.

Jon began sucking on Sasha's clit, making her cry out his name as her heels dug into his sides. He sucked and sucked, then quickly slipped his long tongue into her as far as it would go. She cried out again, her grip tightening on Skye. He moaned, biting into her pale shoulder and pinching her nipples firmly.

Jon slowly pulled his mouth away from her, wiping her juices from his lips. Skye slipped his hands away from her breasts, and she turned to face him. She kissed his mouth tenderly, then his neck, chest, stomach, down to where her hand had been. She laid flat on her stomach, her tongue teasing at his head. Skye moaned again, his eyes closing. He shifted to make her more comfortable as she ran her tongue up and down his length, randomly planting gentle kisses along it. She took him all the way into her mouth, down almost to the base. She moved slowly up and down, her tongue pressing solidly as she went.

As she moved, she felt Jon's weight settle above her. She moaned in surprise as his fingers reached down to spread the tender flesh of her labia, as he positioned himself at her entrance. Slowly, he pushed, filling her body in the now familiar way she loved so much. Her eyes closed and her mouth quickened as he slowly pulled out almost to his tip, then dove back in quickly. He pumped at her, slower at first, then faster as he felt her juices flow around him. She moaned as she worked on Skye, who gripped the sheets under him tightly.

Sasha could feel every inch of Jon as he filled her, rubbing back and forth against the small, sensitive spot inside her. The intensity was shocking; never had he felt this good, his hips slapping against her pale cheeks as he increased his speed. Sasha lost her sense of rhythm and simply sucked at Skye, her body being thrown towards him with every thrust of Jon's. Skye cried out, his body tensing as he released into her mouth. She quickly swallowed it down, gasping for air as Jon continued thrusting into her. She felt Skye relax beneath her, and she moved her mouth from him.

It was barely moments before she felt Jon murmur, "Now!" and plunge as deeply as he could, his body tensing. He cried out as he exploded in her, and she felt him throbbing inside her body. He relaxed, his full weight resting on her. He slowly pulled out, leaving her with a sad, empty feeling. Jon rolled onto his back, breathing heavily. Sasha smiled and curled up against him.

"That was wonderful, darling," she whispered huskily. Jon nodded in response. She smiled blissfully at him, resting her head on his chest. The last thing she remembered before sleep overcame her was the warmth of Skye's body as he draped himself around her.

To Be Continued...

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