Lush Life

Los Angeles, California.

The morning after my exhausting night with Elle and Dakota, Ana was gone. She, of course, had a wrap party of her own. Which left me in my usual position on the weekends. Sitting around on my phone with something on in the background. Waiting for something. Anything that'd alleviate the boredom. Then my phone pinged with a text message. Just a link.

From Rachel.

I opened it, for some reason trusting a link from her in the text messages more than a link from her email. It was a website for a Private spa resort. A high-end place a few miles away. Before I could respond, Rachel beat me to it.

Rachel: Trust me. You'll sweat out a bunch of stress. It's therapeutic.

And just like that, I had something to do.

*

Traffic was surprisingly light and when I crossed the county line I coasted from there. Upon reaching the resort and parking out front, I noticed a car I hadn't seen in a long time. A baby blue Mercedes Coupe. Top down and pristinely clean.

I killed the engine and sat there in silence for a few seconds. Maybe it was just another identical Mercedes with A-D on the license plate. Hopefully. But when I got out of the car and stepped inside the lobby, I saw them. But they hadn't seen me yet.

Rachel stood at the front desk, handing over a sleek black membership card all cool and casual. She wore a tight yellow T-shirt, dark jeans, and sneakers. Her raven dark hair was tied into a low ponytail. As always, Rachel was a pleasure to look at. But next to her.

Alexandra. She looked untouched by the heat outside, save for a small brush of red along her exposed shoulders. She wore a loose white dress with thin straps and a generous neckline that made me drool. She topped the outfit off with simple sandals, a handbag, and giant sunglasses. Her hair had grown longer. She'd tied it into a long braid that drooped over her shoulder.

The second I decided to stop standing in the doorway like an idiot, they noticed me.

"He's our third." Rachel told the lady at the desk. Alex turned and pushed her sunglasses down ever so slightly, those massive blues immediately finding my gaze.

*

We were rushed to the lockers due to time. It was quiet. I changed slowly, partly out of nerves, but also because I didn't want to seem like I was rushing it. I wrapped the towel around my waist and over my compression underwear.

The private steamroom Rachel booked was down a long hallway lined with fogged glass and pale blue lighting. My bare feet made soft slaps against the tile as I moved. When I turned the corner I bumped right into her. Alex draped in a towel, those familiar, dearly missed curves of hers hardly hidden by the thread.

"So--"

"It's--"

"I'll--"

We kept talking over each other, stopped, then spoke again. Alex started to laugh.

"This is like a cheesy romcom," she said, smiling bright. Then her voice dropped. "I'm sorry. I switched numbers then I decided I'd pick up three different projects and then... poof. Two years."

"Hey," I outstretched my arms. She hugged me tight. "It happens."

I wrapped my arms around her, relishing her body pressed against mine. I ran my fingers over her upper back, feeling her soft skin and kissing the top of her head.

"Not so easy being in the production room, is it?" I whispered in her ear with a grin.

"Shut up," Alex rolled her eyes and broke the hug. "Let's go before Rachel gets mad."

With that, Alex started walking down the hallway. I gave her a three second head start before following her, mainly just to watch those curves of hers work their magic beneath that towel. Her hair was still tied into the braid, but the hair atop her head had puffed up a bit from the already present heat.

When we opened the door to the steam room, the first thing that hit us was the heat. It was thick, heavy, and felt like Nevada in July. Rachel sat on the bench in a yoga pose, her perfect shapely body was barely covered by a thin white bikini top and matching bottoms. The spandex clung to her tits and hips tight as sweat leaked down her cleavage and her thighs. Her long hair draped over her shoulders as she smirked at us.

"Welcome," she whispered. "It's cleaning time."

"What the hell is going on here? What's with the music?" Alex laughed, noticing a radio that probably wasn't allowed in here blaring spiritual jazz. Next to the radio sat a large, untouched bottle of massage oil, which also probably wasn't allowed.

"No questions. Towels off." Rachel said, her voice still preachy and giving off serious cult leader vibes. Alex slipped her towel off her body, revealing her perfect hourglass physique. Her tits, those phenomenal plump and creamy tits, strained the straps of her white bikini top. The faint glow of the sweat on her skin made her wide flaring hips and round ass look like she was being illuminated by a higher power.

I froze, but Rachel snapped her fingers.

"Jason, towel off."

"Yes ma'am." I choked as the towel slipped down my legs with ease. I was hard, noticeably so. Of course I was. Alex lit up at the sight, stifling a giggle due to Rachel's watchful gaze.

"Very good, now sit." Rachel said, leaning forward with sweat dripping down the tip of her nose.

"Rach," Alex started as we both sat. "This is a lot of work to have sex."

"Shh. You think this is about sex, but it's more. It's tantric, spiritual healing." Rachel slid closer towards us and placed her hands on our feet as though we were grounding points. She kept her back straight and her chest high, even as sweat dripped down the curve of her tits. She breathed deep through her nostrils as the steam grew.

"We'll start with questions." Rachel said.

I shot a look at Alex. She smiled back. We were like the two bad kids in the back of the classroom that couldn't stop exchanging glances. Rachel noticed, squeezing our feet harder.

"How did it feel being away from each other so long?"

Alex's smirk faltered.

"How does the music feel? In your soul?" Rachel asked before either of us could answer her first question and she still wasn't done.

"How does the repetitive grind of our lives weigh on you? How does it feel not having a moment of silence? Not owning anything technically, but still being taxed a ridiculous amount? It all belongs to the Earth when you really think about it. How does it never end?"

"Rachel," Alex laughed.. "You literally went to Cabo last week."

"Yes, well that was last week. It's this week now. You know what?"

Rachel removed her hands from our feet, leaned back a bit, then reached behind herself. She hurriedly untied her bikini top, letting it slide down slowly and revealing her firm, slightly flushed breasts with a delicious bounce.

"It's time to remove our physical barriers." She cooed as she awkwardly adjusted to remove her bikini bottoms. Alex followed, removing her top with a quick flick of her thumb and freeing her tits.

"Don't ask what I think you're gonna ask, Mr. Hard-on." Alex laughed, quickly sliding her bottoms off her curvy legs.

I definitely wasn't going to ask if they'd gotten bigger. I already knew they did. When I removed my only 'physical barrier', both girls' gasped slightly at the sight of my cock.

"Ahem," Rachel cleared her throat in an attempt to calm herself and Alex down. "The most important part of chakra clearing is remembering the shared history. Making up for lost time."

Rachel turned to Alex as another heavy layer of sweat built up around my back.

"You'll start with his throat chakra. And you," Rachel turned to me. "You'll work on her sacral chakra. A reminder of what used to be."

"... You really gotta delete Facebook." I grinned.

"Shut up." Rachel spat, grabbing my jaw and literally moving my head to force me to face Alex.

She gave me a little shy smile like we didn't have any history. Like this was all new. I leaned in and gently gripped her sweaty waist, kissing her full lips. Alex moaned against my lips as her hands found my shoulders and her soft tits pancaked against my chest.

I heard Rachel try and fail to hold back a moan. Alex's tongue and lips flooded my senses, coming back to me in the best way. As usual she tried to fight me back, kissing aggressively and running her fingers down my sticky abdomen. But my hold on her soft waist was too much for her.

I gently guided her to her back, broke the kiss, and slid my hands up to her tits. She smiled hard, biting her bottom lip as I caressed her pale globes like precious gold. My mouth watered as I massaged her tits with all the care in the world, pursing my lips and spitting between the dip in her cleavage.

"We're already fucking sweaty dude," she huffed with a laugh. I ignored her, leaned down, and moved my hands to the sides of her tits. I pressed them together, forcing her pretty pink nipples to touch like a crown. I then latched my mouth on both, greedily suckling and licking at the pebbled skin.

"Eep!" Alex yelped, arching her back off the floor. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Rachel biting the corner of her lip with that ever present half-smirk on her face. Alex let out another high pitched yelp and dug her fingers into my scalp to keep me exactly where I was.

But my hands were still free. I snaked my left hand down her body, playfully circling her bellybutton with my fingers before moving them down to her tuft of dark pubic hair. I gave another tease just above her sweet spot, then slipped my middle and index finger into her folds.

She was soaked. So soaked it was like a knife through hot butter. Despite her literally leaking between her thighs and onto the floor, her pussy still gripped my digits like a Chinese finger trap. With the combination of my swirling tongue over her nipples and the curve of my fingers deep inside of her, Alex couldn't help but gyrate underneath me.

"Fuuuck, dude you're gonna make me fucking cuuuum..." Alex moaned, sounding more like a pained grunt. That's when Rachel crawled over like an erratic dog, pressing her palm flat against Alex's stomach to plant a kiss along Alex's jaw.

"Yes... you feel that release coming? All in your gut and now..." Rachel paused. I lifted my head up briefly, still flicking the tip of my tongue now over one of Alex's nipples. I had to see what Rachel's idea was. And when I saw it, I began to really pump my fingers deep into Alex.

Rachel placed three fingers atop Alex's little clit, rubbing at the sensitive nub to make her whole body tremble. Then Rachel wrapped a lip around Alex's free tit while I just barely kept mine on Alex's right.

"Ohhhh... ohhhhmy FUCKING LORD!" Alex screeched at the top of her lungs. Her ruined body buzzed with little pulses as her face scrunched up. She knit her eyebrows, gritted her teeth, looking like she was trying to force herself to stay composed underneath our onslaught.

After several seconds of holding Alex in that bliss zone, I pulled my now sticky fingers free of her pussy. A trail of glistening fluids clung to them like glue. Rachel immediately removed herself from Alex and rose to her knees.

"Gimme that fuckin' juice." She hissed, grabbing my forearm and forcing my drenched fingers into her mouth.

"Mmmh..." Rachel moaned hungrily, those half-lidded blues that smiled for her turning me on like crazy. I reached up to cup the edge of her jaw, taking control to pump my fingers into her mouth. She giggled as best she could, removing her hands from my forearm like she was the one in charge.

"Yeah... you eat that chakra..." I laughed lightly. Rachel rolled her eyes, which somehow made her even sexier, as she began to bob her head as though she was sucking a cock. When my fingers were thoroughly soaked with Rachel's spit, I pulled them free from her mouth and moved in to hungrily kiss her.

Rachel placed her fingers on my jaw as our tongues slid back and forth messily. We groaned into each other's mouths as we greedily swapped spit, the heat of the room having no effect on our slobbering lips. Eventually my hands found her tits, and while they didn't spill out of my fingers like Alex's, they were still perfect handfuls.

Rachel broke the sliding of our tongues with a moan due to my firm hands. I barely gave her a chance to breathe, moving my lips to the nape of her neck and kissing her sweaty-soft skin ravenously. As I played with her tits and suckled against her neck, I heard Alex shuffling around.

I raised my eyes as best I could to see Alex's sweaty, pristine body crawling across the floor and towards the radio. She tapped it, leaving the room completely silent save for the gentle breeze of the steam.

"Why'd you... we were..." Rachel gasped.

"The lava lamp music was getting on my nerves, Rach." Alex smiled.

"It's... you don't like Alice Coltrane--Eek!" Rachel yelped as Alex latched her mouth on the left side of her neck. From there Alex and I flanked Rachel, licking and sucking her pale collarbone. As Rachel's moans grew louder, I adjusted my grip on her tits. I pinched her nipples like radio dials, making her whole body quiver.

"Mmmmh yessss..." Rachel moaned, pressing herself against my fingers. I removed my lips from her neck, letting Alex playfully lick long strips across the nape of her neck. I leaned in, kissing Rachel firmly while continuing to pinch her nipples.

"I think we're really good at this whole chakra draining thing." I heard Alex giggle. As much as I wanted to agree with her, Rachel was taking control now, smothering me with her lips and tongue. I slid my hands off her tits, but not before giving them one more appreciative squeeze.

I then broke the kiss, noticing just how much I was throbbing. I was so hard, so pent up that I could probably explode just from a kiss. Especially if Rachel and Alex kept their big blue eyes on me the way they were.

"I think I need some uh... chakra draining down here." I said with a smirk as I stood up straight. My cock bounced right in front of Rachel's face like it knew what was going on. Both girls giggled and adjusted, with Rachel kneeling to the left and Alex to the right.

"Yeah," Rachel moaned, leaning in to steal a swab of precum that'd bubbled up on the slit. "You're *really* pent up."

"Hold on," Alex said, raising her hand to her mouth and spitting hard into her palm. "Gotta get it wet first."

"What happened to us already being sweaty, ooh..." I was immediately cut off by Alex's firm, silky hand wrapping around the base of my cock. She stroked me with slow, heavy twists, slathering me in a thick blanket of warm spit. Rachel stared up at me with *that* smile while Alex studied her own strokes like gospel.

Rachel pursed her lips tight, angling her head so her chin was just above Alex's hand. She then let out a thin line of spit from the small gap, drenching both my cock and Alex's busy hand in saliva. After several seconds, the build up of spit grew to the point where both my cock and Alex's arm was dripping in it.

"That should be enough." Rachel smirked as spittle leaked down Alex's pumping fist and forearm. Alex wordlessly agreed, but still stroked me a few more times just to make my legs shake.

"Me first," Alex said firmly, whipping her braid over one shoulder. I couldn't help but smile as the memories flooded in from how good her mouth was. Alex opened wide, took me halfway, and sealed her lips tight around my throbbing skin.

Alex stared up at me as her lips stretched around the girth of my cock. She buried me into her throat inch by inch, taking it slow and swirling her tongue ever so slightly. For the brief moment I took my eyes off Alex, I saw Rachel blush slightly, assuming it wasn't from the heat.

I wanted to make another joke about chakra, but Alex began to bob her head back and forth. Thick, throaty gags filled the steam room. The corners of her lips began to leak spit, followed by a small but growing line falling from her bottom lip and onto her swinging tits. Rachel watched intensely, inching her head closer every now and then like she wanted to join.

Alex continued to dutifully suck my cock, placing her hands on her knees and rocking her body back and forth. Less head movement and more seesawing. Her swaying, sweat-slicked curves moved like water under the steam. Rachel, clearly tired of waiting, moved in with her mouth open and her tongue out. Rachel's lips wrapped around my sack, suckling gently while staring up at me and moaning against my skin.

My hands twitched at my sides as both gorgeous girls slobbered all over me. I tried to fight the urge to not grab their long, dark hair. Of course I failed. I reached out, gripping Alex's scalp and firmly digging my fingers in. Alex's eyes widened, a wordless plea to go ahead. I did exactly that, bucking my hips and cramming her mouth full of cock. Deep, heavy thrusts that dug into her throat and built up even more bubbly spit.

Rachel pulled off with a wet pop, but before she could get a chance to admire the mess I was making of Alex, I grabbed her hair as well. I wrapped it up in my hand like a leash and pulled Alex off my cock. Alex sucked in air and beamed up at me, heavy lines of spit leaking down her chin like icicles. I smiled back before firmly pressing Rachel's lips onto the left side of my cock and Alex's onto my right.

They both pursed their lips as best they could, drenching me in spit. I groaned, loud and unashamed as I thrust my cock between their mouths. Warmth, heat, and eager tongues enveloped me, all the while they kept their eyes open. I gritted my teeth, focusing only on my thrusts and not those hypnotizing blues. After a few more pumps, I pulled Alex away and moved Rachel towards the tip.

She opened wide, smiling with her drooling tongue flat against her chin. I stared into her eyes as I pushed myself into her mouth. Inch by inch slinked into her warm gullet until she gagged and squeezed her eyes shut. Alex planted sweet kisses along Rachel's messy jaw, moaning into her skin while gently cupping the back of her head.

"You can take him all the way... for the uh... for the energy." Alex cooed. I could feel the vibrations of Rachel's choked laugh around me, but the barrier wasn't breaking. Despite Rachel's inability to take me all the way, her tongue was working overtime, slipping and sliding along the underside like she was making music on a tune only she could hear.

"Open her up, big guy." Alex smiled up at me, teasingly cupping my sack with her free hand.

I didn't say a word. I placed both hands flat on the top of Rachel's head and began to buck my hips just a bit. In and out, nice and slow. Rachel tried to loosen her jaw to take me all the way, breathing deep through her flared nostrils as her skin grew red. Alex returned to kissing the side of Rachel's face until she moved down to Rachel's neck just like before.

That seemed to be Rachel's weak spot. She shuddered around me, her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and her jaw loosened. The last few inches of my cock still slowly, sloppily plodded into her throat until my bloated balls met her chin.

"Fuck..." I groaned, my legs shaking at the sight. Rachel's eyes fluttered open just as Alex pulled away.

"Yes... God that's so fucking hot... so... tantric." Alex purred, brushing her fingers along Rachel's sweaty face like she was handling a priceless artifact. Rachel kept herself as still as possible as syrupy lines of spit leaked out of the corners of her mouth. I kept my hands flat on the top of Rachel's head, just to have something to hold onto so I didn't lose my mind.

"Take it out... slowly." Alex nodded up at me. I did as I was told, sliding backwards little by little like a snake exiting its home. I was completely bathed in spit, white ropes clinging to the underside like glue until just the tip remained.

"Goddamn..." Rachel huffed with a shaky smile.

"I know, right?" Alex grinned.