The Evolution of Genius: Every Night, I Get Smarter!

I breathed deeply.

I then remembered my body. My hands were absently tracing Oliv’s hair.

I regained some sense and returned to caressing her head, as Veronica kept my mouth occupied.

Oliv let out a slight moan as I lowered my hands to her neck. Her skin felt slightly damp as I ran my palms over her shoulders. I felt some movement from Oliv. And then the two thin ribbons of her tank top straps were no longer on her shoulders.

Veronica broke off the kiss absolutely silently.

I opened my eyes and found myself looking into Veronica’s eyes just a couple of inches away. She was smiling sexily at me. She glanced down at Oliv and then put a finger to her lips.

Veronica disappeared behind me. Her arm snaked around my waist. I watched it glide across my thigh in slow motion.

As I worked on Oliv’s shoulders, I felt like I could stay like this forever.

Then, I looked at Veronica, who put her hand on Oliv’s head. The touch almost made Oliv jump. I still had both my hands on her shoulders.

For a moment Oliv seemed to struggle with the meaning of this third hand on her head. But like wine through a sieve, it slipped away.

I drifted my hands back up onto Oliv’s head. My fingers intertwined with Veronica’s, and our three hands now worked as one.

Veronica closed her eyes, smiling. She stopped moving and stopped directing her arm. I took control of her hand and guided it through Oliv’s hair.

And at that moment, Olivia pulled her hands away, opened her eyes, and turned slowly in my direction. She sat there cross-legged in her white bra and jeans shorts.

Oliv was flushed and still breathing hard.

I stared at her for a second. Veronica did too.

"Are you all right?" I asked. I was a little flushed, too. So was Veronica.

Oliv looked at Veronica.

A complicated expression crossed Veronica’s face.

Oliv smiled sincerely at Veronica and then stepped up to me. She kissed me hard. Her tongue slipped into my mouth for a moment, and then she withdrew herself slowly.

On my right, Veronica was watching me with a slight grin, and in front of me, Oliv was looking at me like she was about to collapse on the bed. It was hot in the house, but that hot?

Suddenly, Veronica stood up from the bed and headed for the door.

’Was she leaving me alone with Oliv in her own room?’ I thought.

Veronica stepped into the hallway, pulling the door shut.

"Veronica, wait," Oliv called out as the door was about to shut.

The door stopped closing and then cracked open a little more.

Oliv brushed by me and stood in front of her, "Come back,"

Veronica opened the door and stood in the frame, looking at Oliv, and said, "I’m sorry."

"For what?"

"For kissing Max."

Oliv froze for a moment, and then her face turned quizzical, "Why did you kiss Max, then?" she asked.

"I was desperate," she said quietly.

"There’s no need to be. Come in, Veronica" Oliv answered just as quietly. She backed up and let her in, allowing Veronica to close the door.

"Kiss him," Oliv said. It was a gentle command.

Veronica just looked at me for a moment. Then she slowly moved over to me. With a last glance at Oliv, she gave me a kiss on the lips.

I felt my body tingle at her kiss, even though it was quick.

As Veronica backed off, looking cautiously at Oliv, Oliv moved up to me and kissed me. Her kiss was not chaste.

She pulled on the back of my head. She slipped her tongue into my mouth and then released herself from my body.

Oliv leaned in close to Veronica’s ear, "Kiss him for real."

Veronica took a deep breath and then turned her head up to me. This time she didn’t hold back. She kissed me like she had wanted to for the entire day. Gentle, and yet urgent. I met her tongue with mine in a slow dance that matched the easy movement of the music.

I stood up and put my arms around Veronica, hugging her tightly. She softened in my arms, almost letting herself hang in them. I ran my hands over her back.

I stroked Veronica’s spine through the fabric of her t-shirt. I ran my fingers up and over her shoulders.

Her arms were wrapped around my back, and her head pressed against my shoulder.

Oliv came up slowly behind Veronica, smiling sensuously at me. We looked at each other for a long minute.

She put her hands on Veronicas’s lower back and began to move them slowly between and around me. We swirled and danced our hands around each other’s, covering Veronica’s back with gentle and sensuous touches.

Veronica shuddered in my arms.

Oliv let her hands migrate from Veronica to me, and she pressed herself close against Veronica’s back as she felt my body. I slipped my hands out from between the girls and pulled Veronica tightly into a three-way hug.

Veronica let go of the kiss and Oliv pulled away.

Oliv pulled on Veronica’s hand and she let herself be led to her bed, where she ended up lying on her front along the near edge.

"Time for a massage," Oliv said quietly.

I joined her, kneeling on the floor at Veronica’s bedside. Together, we worked on her, starting with her back.

Her clothes were still on.

But when my hands moved under her shirt and onto the soft skin of her lower back, she couldn’t stop herself. She rolled over and sat up. She fluidly peeled off her t-shirt, tossing it aside and returning to her position on the bed.

Veronica’s bare skin. She was beautiful. Her slim waist and hips were so inviting, her tight pants made her long legs stand out, and the brief look at her partly exposed breasts made my insides ache.

’Did she still want her bra on?’, I felt aroused.

Oliv was now vigorously massaging Veronica’s back with me. I glanced at her. She seems to really be enjoying this. She seemed to be comfortable sharing me with Veronica.

Oliv caught my glance and smiled at me. She leaned over and kissed me.

I found myself distracted from my hands as Oliv kissed me. When I pulled away, I caught Veronica looking up at me. She just closed her eyes and let out a slight murmur.

I decided to press a little further. I took in Veronica’s body lying before me. I wanted to feel more of her.

Her long, toned legs beckoned, and I responded by moving my hands over to them. Her latex pants allowed the muscles to be clearly visible, and they lightly pulled on her tight butt. I started modestly by gently kneading her calf muscles.

I pulled and pushed on her lower legs, gently, and then firmly, working out the tension in them.

Soon I reached the back of her knees, where I spent extra time with gentle caresses.

Oliv stood and then straddled Veronica’s butt, and began to really give her a deep back massage.

I breathed deeply, trying to take in every detail of the scene, which unfolded before me.

As I moved my hands higher up onto Veronica’s thighs. I was pleased when I felt her part her legs slightly.

Then I climbed up behind Oliv. I looked over her shoulder and down at Veronica’s completely bare back.

Oliv had undone Veronica’s bra, and it lay apart to her sides. I moved my hands around Oliv and added my touch to hers.

As I did so, my chin rested on Oliv’s shoulder. As I hoped, Oliv turned and flitted her tongue into my mouth.

I moved my hands steadily up Oliv’s front, over her tummy, and then onto her breasts. My fingers caught against her hardened nipples.

Oliv moved my hands for a moment against her shirt and then let go, still teasing me with her tongue.

She only broke the kiss long enough to let her shirt slip between our lips on its way to the floor.

For a long time, I shifted my focus from kissing Oliv to feeling her skin, to watching her hands on Veronica’s skin, and to imagining more.

...

After what seemed like hours, me and Oliv sank to the bed next to Veronica, who murmured vaguely.

I was spooned behind Oliv, running a finger along the sinuous curve of her waist.

After kissing and feeling Oliv’s body, we let the passion slowly subside before laying down next to Veronica.

She turned her head towards us. As she registered that Oliv was openly topless, her eyes widened slightly before melting into a content smile.

"Wow," was what she said.

"How do you feel?" Oliv asked her.

Veronica shyly squeezed her eyes shut and grinned.

"I want more," she whispered.

"I know, me too," Oliv said.

I stayed silent. I felt like the two girls were testing out their feelings about this relationship.

I guess they assumed I didn’t have a problem with it and I had to admit I didn’t.