“Lady? Ha! Go fuck yourself,” Rose exclaimed.
“For once, I agree with Rose,” said Priscilla. “Go fuck yourself.”
“Let’s let Max decide which of us he wants,” Mary Lou responded. All three looked at me and I suddenly felt like I was completely naked. I knew I had to say something.
“I like all three of you,” I said.
“Well, that was diplomatic,” said Priscilla, “but it doesn’t solve anything, honey.” I guessed she was right. I wasn’t being helpful.
“Can’t I do all three of you?” All three of the ladies gasped. I guessed I said the wrong thing again.
“Max IS a teenager,” said Rose.
“That’s true,” said Mary Lou.
“That means he can probably get it up more than once a day,” said Priscilla.
“I can get it up ten times a day,” I declared, “and cum each time besides.” I wasn’t just making that up. I’ve kept count. Still, I was embarrassed by my outburst. I was going to have to learn to keep my mouth shut. Rose grabbed me by the hand and started pulling me toward a door.
“Where are you going with him,” Priscilla asked. She sounded annoyed. “He hasn’t decided.”
“I’ve decided for him.”
“That’s cheating!”
“So I’m a cheater. Sue me.”
“I hope you like saggy tits, Max.”
“I’m next,” Mary Lou called.
“What? I asked first and suddenly I’m last?” Priscilla complained. “Let’s play rock paper scissors for the number two spot.”
“You know I can’t play rock paper scissors with my arthritis. Besides, you always cheat and have since you were a little girl.”
“We can draw straws.”
“Forget it!” They continued bickering, but I was already out of earshot of the two sisters so I couldn’t hear what they were saying.
“All three of us have saggy tits, Max,” said Rose as she led me into a bedroom and closed the door.
“I don’t care,” I responded. “I’m glad you’re the first.” Rose hugged me.
“It’s sweet of you to say that, darling. I am too.”
“I just hope Mary Lou and Priscilla don’t stay mad at you.”
“The only thing they’re mad about is that neither of them thought of grabbing you before I did. We’ve always been fiercely competitive with each other so don’t worry.”
“I suppose I should clean up first. I’ve been sweating.”
“No, don’t do that. You smell wonderful just as you are, very masculine.” Rose sat me down on the edge of the bed and knelt in front of me. The next thing I knew she was pulling down my zipper and hauling out my prick. It got all stiff right away. “It’s very pretty,” she said. I never thought of my prick as being pretty but I wasn’t going to tell Rose she was wrong. I was going let her take the lead because she knew what she was doing and I sure didn’t. She sat there admiring my prick for a while and I got to thinking that was all we were going to do. I just about jumped out of my skin when she licked the head.
“You like that?”
“I love it.” She had to have known I just pissed out of that thing but that didn’t seem to bother the woman. Rose continued licking and sucking my dick and I was going crazy in no time at all. Jacking off was wonderful, but having a woman sucking on it was fabulous. I warned Rose off when I knew I was about to shoot, but she just shook her head and kept sucking. I expected her to pull away when I started spurting, but she just swallowed and swallowed until there was nothing left to swallow. Rose smiled wickedly as she licked my prick head. Oh my! I never knew it could get that sensitive. I leaned down to kiss Rose to show just to show my appreciation, but she pulled away.
“I don’t mind having sex with a young stud like you, Max, but I would feel kind of weird kissing you with me being so old,” Rose said. “I hope you’re not offended.”
“I’m not offended,” I said. “And you’re the boss so whatever you say is okay with me.” I was the newbie around here so I was going to do whatever Rose and the others wanted. I was just glad she didn’t change her mind about the sex.
“Fine,” Rose responded with a smile. “The boss says get the rest of your clothes off and lie down on the bed.” I did exactly that. I felt kind of shy undressing in front of a woman for the first time ever, but that didn’t stop my prick from getting hard again. When I was butt naked I lay down on the bed on top of the covers.
“Like this?”
“Exactly like that,” Rose said. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.” I didn’t budge as much as an inch while Rose was gone. She came in a few minutes later wearing a robe and carrying a tube of lotion or oil. She put some of it on my prick and then climbed on top of me.
“Let me do all the work, Max. My bones are fairly brittle at my age and if you get too enthusiastic with your thrusting something could break, okay?”
“I’ll remember that, Rose,” I responded. “I’ll be sure to remember that for Priscilla and Mary Lou, too.”
“They’ll appreciate it.” The woman propped up my prick and lowered herself down on it. She called it the cowgirl position. I felt my prick being enveloped by moist, warm flesh and I realized I was no longer a virgin. Hallelujah! I was prepared to just relax and enjoy my first fuck, but Rose gasped and I was afraid she had hurt herself.
“Are you all right?”
Rose grinned and said, “I’m better than all right. I’m fantastic. My pussy is happy, too. It’s been ever so long since she’s had a man’s prick inside her, she’s given me a celebratory cum already.” That made me laugh.
“You need a boyfriend,” I said.
“I’ve had plenty of men wanting to be my boyfriend or my husband even,” Rose responded. “All three of us have. But the men showing interest in us these days seem to have one thing in common; a desire to get a hold of our money.” I guessed Rose and her sisters had to be rich living in a big old house in a fancy older neighborhood, but they just seemed to be regular folks to me. That was sad. I was never going to chase a woman just for her money no matter how desperate I got.
“I can’t believe they were not attracted to you just for your beauty,” I said.
“Ho ho! That’s a line of bull I’ve not heard in a long while. I used to be beautiful, but not any more. Time has taken its toll.”
“Well, I don’t know how you looked when you were younger, but you look beautiful to me right now. All three of you for that matter.”
“We were quite beautiful in our day. We inherited our looks from our mother who was a Broadway chorus girl. Our father was a successful financier who taught us how to make and invest money. With looks and money, we were in the sights of every eligible bachelor we met. Quite a few men who were not eligible also sought our favors. Fortunately, I married for love. So did Mary Lou. Priscilla went through three husbands. Also for love, of course,” she said and giggled.
Rose continued rocking back and forth on my dick and gasping every minute or so. I finally figured out she was having little cums each time she gasped. I got kind of daring reaching up and caressing Rose’s breasts. The nipples perked up and stiffened under her robe.
“I like your gentle touch,” the older woman said.
“Can I see them?”
“I’m not sure,” Rose responded. “I’m afraid you might lose your boner if you get a look at them.”
“I won’t,” I assured her. She pulled her robe open and shrugged it off her shoulders. I did like the looks of my friend’s breasts and my dick showed its appreciation by stiffening a little bit more inside her pussy. Rose must have felt it because she gave me a big grin.