"Who said I was on anyone's side?" You say.
"What?" Both girls ask, wondering what you mean.
With that, you go after Ellen and start tickling her. She gets so caught up in the game that you have her sweater half way off by the time she realizes what you're doing.
"HEY!" She screams, and starts to tickle you, trying to get her shirt back on. But Amy gets in on it. However, its not in a way that you were hoping for.
"Get his shirt!" She yells, and pushes you to the ground, wrestling your shirt off. Ellen is more worried about your pants, as she is wrestling with your zipper. Neither of them succed as you manage to push them both off you. Each of you get to your own corner, out of breath, Ellen without her skirt, displaying her sexy, sheer panties and stockings and Amy without a top, showing off her full, ripe tits, their pink nipples hard and erect. You realize that your shirt is half unbuttoned and your pants are unzipped.
"So, is this what you two do every weekend?"
"Well..." Ellen says, blushing. Apparently it is.
"And what else do you two do? That is after you get your clothes off?"
"Well, to know that you need to get our clothes off!" Amy says. |