Millie (Six months later, Part 3)

“Morning sexy.” a raspy voice whispered in my ear. I glanced over at the alarm clock beside my bed. “Milz, it’s three am!” I groaned, shoving a pillow over my head. “I am aware of that Xandilique.” Millie replied, wrenching the pillow off my face and kissing me hard on the mouth. I spluttered and pulled away slightly. “Don’t get me wrong, ”I whispered, “That was an awesome way to wake up, but are you hauling me out of bed at three am for a reason?” I asked, running her short red hair through my fingers. “Yup!” she said playfully, “We have a visitor!” I snapped awake, looking around the room rapidly, for any sign of an extra person in the room who had not been there when I went to sleep. Millie laughed, “She is downstairs dumbass! She said, kissing me again. I hastily jumped out of bed and reached over to pull on my nightgown. I always slept naked so I figured it was necessary before I went downstairs to entertain our mystery guest. Millie had other ideas. “Oh no” she said to me when she saw me reaching for the night gown, “I am sure that won’t be necessary,” I stared at Millie, unsure of what to say. Reluctantly, I replaced my nightgown on the brass hook that was fastened to the wall. Completely nude and slightly self-conscious I followed Millie down the stairs and into the lounge room. There, laying on that couch in the most fabulous lingerie I had ever seen, was Amy. She grinned at me, and I turned to Millie. “What the fuck were you thinking?” I whispered harshly in her ear, “You invited my ex girlfriend here and then lured me down the stairs, Naked!” Millie laughed. "Actually, you are wrong!" She said. I looked at Millie inquisitivly. "She called you!" Millie finished with a grin. I looked at her in horror. "Please tell me i didn't consent to this in my sleep!" I groaned. "Nope" said Millie, "I consented to this in your sleep!" she finished, grabbing me by the waist and leaning over my shoulder to kiss me lightly. "Isn't it a great idea! I just figured I should wake you up first or it might be counted as cheating." Millie said with a smirk. I thought for a minuite, while Amy shifted uncomfortably on the couch. "No strings attatched?" I asked the both of them, having forgotton that I was standing naked in the middle of our loungeroom and making another crude attempt at covering myself. They both nodded exitedly. "In that case," I said, "It is good to see you Amy." Amy grinned and got up off the couch, walking over to me and kissing me, hard. I brushed her black hair out of the way and gasped slightly as I felt Millie's hands running down my sides and then up the insides of my legs. I pulled away from the both of them, before they could move too fast, and walked over to sit on the couch, positioning myself so as I could see my two friends clearly. Amy looked at me questioningly, and I shrugged my shoulders at her as if the next move was all too obvious. "Well," I said, "Entertain me." Millie grinned, and wrapped her arms around Amy, kissing her on the neck and working her way down Amy's body, until she was on her knees, tracing Amy's belly button with her tounge and taking her silver navel ring into her mouth. Amy ran her hands through her long black hair and I did the same, savouring the sight. I grimaced in pleasure as i watched Millie go down on Amy, fondling her with her tongue and causing Amy to gasp loudly. "Fuck this." I said to myself and both girls looked as me. "Whats up baby?" asked Millie, looking concerned. "My turn bitches" I said playfully, re-arranging myself on the couch and beckoning them to me. They both obliged willingly. Amy walked seductively over to me, straddling my hips and grinding herself against me. Millie crawled over, not having stood up after her last charade, and leaned over me, kissing me softly and running her hands across my breasts. Amy squirmed town my body and lay along my legs, taking me into her mouth. I lay there, surrounded my pleasure and breathing heavily. I dug my nails in to the arm of the couch, and screamed. Both girls jumped slightly, and looked at me, scared. I smiled,and they smiled back. "Fuck that was good." I whispered, before hastily falling asleep. 1