I frowned. "Not yet? You were so eager a minute ago."

Belle's hand slid between us, into my shorts, and she wrapped her little fingers around my cock, squeezing and caressing.

“Not yet," she confirmed. "There's something I wanna do first."

The bell rang, and when I opened the door, I actually stopped and popped my eyebrows, muttering, “Holy shit!"

I was expecting her. It was a Saturday morning, after all. But I wasn't expecting her like THIS. I mean yeah, Alice had been updating her wardrobe week after week, usually going for edgy/sporty/punk outfits that brought out her sex appeal and yet remained quintessentially tomboy "Alice". But today she was a hundred percent "girly".

Scratch that, she was a hundred percent WOMAN.

It started with stiletto high-heeled pumps. I'm going to say that again: Alice. Stilettos. My mind was blown right then and there. Then came the black thigh-high stockings I'd seen before, but they weren't paired with basketball shoes anymore. Otherwise, her lower body was only covered by black satin panties. No shorts. Just the panties. And she topped all that off with an honest-to-god black satin corset that lifted and squished her big D-cup breasts. Finally, she wore a black choker and had her hair up in some kind of fancy updo as if she were going to the prom. If you had told me a year ago that I would EVER see

Alice dressed the way she was this morning, I would have asked what kind of drugs you were on. Only the fact that she wore a red peacoat over the top explained how she'd made it from my driveway to my front door, although she obviously held that coat wide open now so she could watch my jaw drop to the floor.

I blinked several times and staggered back, clutching my chest. "I think I'm gonna have a heart attack," I muttered.

“Not allowed," Alice drawled. "You gotta make me cum first. Then you're allowed to die."

“Duly noted." I took a step back and gestured for her to come in.

Belle had stayed with me this morning, although we'd only had sex once upon waking because I didn't want to wear myself out before Alice's expected Saturday morning arrival. My little Annabelle wasn't totally sure what kind of reception she'd get since she was technically crashing Alice's time with me, and had told me she was prepared to head back home at the first sign she wasn't welcome. But the instant Alice saw her, she walked up to the diminutive strawberry-blonde and held out a fist. "'Sup, B. Can you stick around today?"

Belle looked surprised by the question. "Uh... yeah. I mean, I know this is usually your time with Matty so I can totally go home instead of rain on your parade if you'd prefer."

Alice's smile was all teeth.

“Do you know how many times I've said to

Matty after he's just cum deep inside me, ‘Too bad Belle's not here to slurp out the creampie’? Well, now you're here!"

“Um, okay! But you sure you don't mind?"

Alice shrugged.

“I've got about four months until the two of you head up to Berkeley and leave me, and I intend to make the most of it. Ooh, here's an idea. Matty, you go sit on the armchair and watch Belle take my panties off with her teeth. Then after she eats me to a nice orgasm, she can sit on my face so I can return the favor while you skewer me with that big dick, hmm?"

I blinked. "So I'm gonna assume we're NOT playing video games?"

Alice rolled her eyes. "Seriously, dude. I roll up dressed Like this and you think we're playing video games first?”

I keyed in on the word ‘first’ and replied, “Ah. Give Alice some amazing orgasms and Belle slurps out the creampie. THEN we play Mario

Kart or something together for fun before starting Round 2."

Alice held out her fist, and when I bumped it, she grinned and said agreeably, “Boom.”

Round 1 started exactly as Alice had suggested. I sat in the armchair and watched Belle take off Alice's panties with her teeth. The high heels got in the way a bit at the end so Belle had to remove them, but then Alice had Belle put them back on. Afterwards, the flexible Korean girl parked the stiletto tips on the edge of the couch cushions to either side of her, splaying her semi-clad body out wide in open invitation for the strawberry-blonde pixie to come eat a late breakfast.