“C’mon Randy,” Kiwi pleaded in a way only she could. Shimmering green eyes stared into his matching oculars. Ever since they were but a few years old, Kiwi had always been able to convince Randy into pretty much anything; this would be no exception. “It’ll be fun!”

The panda girl and her girlfriend, Vylette, also a very attractive panda and common friend from childhood, had been battling over an idea they believed to be brilliant. They would once again try to get their insecure and shy friend to open up a bit more. It was a hard task but someone had to do it. The gray mouse’s home was by a lake; a highly romantic spot. The two pandas now pouted and pleaded with him to allow them to spend the weekend. Randy could be considered a whole lot of things, but he surely was not oblivious to his friends’ efforts to make him feel more at ease.

After hearing his friends’ pleading and explanations of the intention behind this weekend, Randy finally agreed – much to Kiwi and Vylette’s joy. “Alright,” he gave in with a playful, dramatic sigh. “You two may come and spend the weekend with me.” “Great!” Kiwi exclaimed with a wide, playful grin. “We’ll see you Friday night, then!” And with that, she took Vylette’s hand and dragged her along. They had things to prepare if they wanted this weekend to be perfect: and it would be.

Friday night had arrived sooner than any other before it. Randy had been in the kitchen preparing everything for a simple dinner he had conjured up for his friends when the doorbell rang. They were here. After setting the plates down quickly, he moved down the hall to answer the door.

Kiwi and Vylette had been talking quietly among themselves when Randy appeared at the door. He met them with a greeting smile, which was promptly returned. He was clad simply in a pair of cargo shorts and white tennis shoes. The ying-yang locket he always wore on a silver chain around his neck contrasted lovingly against the gray fur of his muscled chest.

The two girls took a moment to admire his wonderful physique. It wasn’t until he arced a brow curiously at them, that they snapped out of their dreamy, trance-like stage. All in due time…Kiwi thought to silently herself.

Vylette smiled sweetly. “Hello there Ran… oh! You cooked? For us!” The scent of dinner had caught her nostrils and she pushed right past him and dashed inside to see what he had prepared for that night. A night that would soon get very, very interesting. Since they had been such close friends there was no need for formal invitations; the girls quickly made themselves at home.

The hours passed quickly, the three friends occupying themselves with cheery talk over the marvelous dinner Randy had prepared.

“That was absolutely delicious, Randy. You continue to impress me,” Vylette complimented with a wide grin on her face. It seemed that the mouse had also acquired some very tempting wine. The panda girl, unaccustomed to drinking too much at one time, had long become extremely joyful and giddy. It took both Kiwi and Randy to take away the bottle and all the wine glasses.

Dessert was next and until that night neither of the three realized just how much fun a can of whipped cream could really be. It had been Kiwi who snatched the brand new can from Randy’s grasp and tore the top open. A devious smile touched her lips as she moved around the circular table towards Vylette. The latter blinked curiously, understanding a moment later just what was coming; or so she thought. Kiwi pulled Vylette’s chair from under the table and casually climbed onto the fellow panda girl’s lap, straddling her rather comfortably. Her already short denim cutoffs rode higher around her thighs, allowing her audience a very pleasant, not to mention tempting view of her upper thighs. The golden stud that pierced through her navel peeked out beneath her light blue T-shirt, teasing against Vylette’s own exposed midriff.

Vylette’s shimmering brown eyes gazed up at her girlfriend intently, the growing passion evident beneath those orbs. Lavender bangs were pushed out of her face by a single snowy white finger she recognized too well as Kiwi’s. Kiwi had always been the dominant one in the relationship; she knew just what to do and how to do it. Vylette, on the other hand, was the perfect submissive: gasping at all the right times, offering her pleasure all too willingly. The two made a perfect pair. The softest of lips touched her throat and the panda exhaled quietly, basking in the sweetness of that kiss. Kiwi used the can of whipped cream to her advantage and sprayed some over the curve of Vylette’s swelling right breast. Her pink T-shirt had been tugged at to allow the action but Kiwi grew restless and annoyed with the unnecessary article of clothing and stripped it off of her. The pink garment hit the floor with a hushed whisper.

Randy, seemingly forgotten off to the side, was forced to sit down and watch. He was aware of the girls’ love for one another and would not want to get in the way of anything if he could so help it. At the same time, he ached to intervene, to take part in their sensual dance.

Kiwi’s tongue mysteriously found its way to Vylette’s right breast, slowly licking off the sweet cream as her fingers slid upwards, exploring the swell of her left breast as well as a quickly hardening nipple, causing her willing victim to gasp with delight. Her eyes drifted shut, tiny shivers tickling her body. She did not intend to let Kiwi do all the work, however, and her hands traveled up the panda’s own sides. The slim red T-shirt she wore was gradually tugged up and over her head. It also fell to the floor not far away. Their bodies were pressed together, naked in satisfaction. It was hard to tell whether they had actually forgotten their friend or were simply giving him a show before dragging him into their escapades. Little did he know that the latter was true.

The mouse watched them with growing passion of his own, thinking that, busy with their activities, the two pandas were oblivious of his desire. He was wrong. As he watched, Vylette let out a small cry; Kiwi had slid her fingers dangerously low, beyond the elastic waistband of her red gym shorts and against the growing damp warmness between her legs. Kiwi did not prolong her passionate administrations, however: she leaned down, pressing a lustful kiss to her girlfriend’s lips and whispered almost inaudibly to her. Something that obviously was not for Randy’s ears.

Just when he started to wonder what that whisper had been about, he was surprised as both panda girls rose from their position and slowly approached him. He shuddered softly as Kiwi sank to her knees before him, unbuckling his cargo shorts in such a seductive manner that would make any man a willing slave. Vylette had slid behind him, her hands falling to his front, fingers tracing the outlines of the muscles of his chest sensually. Her lips tickled the side of his neck and he gasped softly as the cool air assaulted his newly exposed flesh: Kiwi had completed her task of ridding him of the cargo shorts.

Completely nude before them, he felt his old insecurity creep back over him but it was stifled by the touch of Vylette’s fingers sliding lower and lower to brush teasingly over a very aroused member. Kiwi too had all intentions on pleasuring him and parted his legs slightly to fall between them. Soft, taunting kisses touched the inside of his thighs, nearing up toward her objective, but not yet. Not yet. First he needed to be lured in and only then did the pleasuring start.

The two panda girls had planned this night out perfectly and even though Vylette was under the slight influence of the alcohol, she performed just as nicely as if she weren’t. Before they moved onto what seemed to be a very long and promising night, the girls pulled Randy to his feet, touching him with gentle caresses and kissing him with the softest of teasing kisses.

The mouse went willingly, silently as ever. Within minutes, the girls led him towards the large master bedroom. The two doors that led out onto the deck had been left ajar, allowing both the soft glow of moonlight and a cool breeze to stream into the room. The breeze felt wonderful against their rapidly warming bodies. It wrapped them like a lover, caressing their every exposed curve, teasing and taunting, whispering lustful thoughts into their ears.

It had been Kiwi who pulled Randy into the room by the hands; Vylette had slid around her when they came to a halt at the foot of the bed. Her hands brushed her exposed sides lovingly, fingers caressing her slender waist. As Randy watched, entranced by their Goddess-like appearance in the moonlight, Vylette slowly slid her fingers over the bridge of her girlfriend’s cutoff shorts and undid the buttons slowly and deliberately. She meant to tease both Kiwi and Randy with her actions and it seemed to be working marvelously. A soft gasp touched Kiwi’s lips as the shorts finally fell to the floor around her ankles; the cool air ravished her flesh but she didn’t so much mind that she stood there naked before the two of them, as much as the fact that Vylette had slid her fingers lower still and brushed ever so slowly against her warm clit.

Vylette had always been shy but also very playful: a thing she utterly loved. There were nights in where they would just be lying there and Vylette would purr into her ear and drive her to such desperate state of euphoria that always ended with a hearty scream of pleasure bouncing of the walls of their apartment. This time was different, however. They had agreed to show Randy just what it was they shared, to pull him into their sweet, pleasurable love and they would. Her green visage met Randy’s own in silence, a sly smirk touching her lips and making her seem even more seductive than she already was.

Randy regarded her with calm fascination, his shyness and insecurity seemingly forgotten as the two girls led him forward. He noticed much to his joy that Vylette had taken upon the task of slowly pleasuring Kiwi, pushing her to a point where soon they would all be ready to join one another in the sweet, erotic dance they had all been looking forward to. Nothing would spoil this evening, or rather this weekend. Perhaps now starting to understand why the two girls had convinced him into letting them come over for the weekend, Randy took the initiative himself and stepped forward, pulling Kiwi into a soft, passionate kiss.

Feeling the warmth of his body against hers, Kiwi pulled him closer still and returned his gesture fully. Her own hands gradually slid down his chest, fingers tracing the well-defined muscles there as they inched southward. A soft gasp touched his lips as the panda’s fingers slid over his twitching arousal. He shuddered softly against her, his hands falling around her slender waist. Behind her, Vylette still stood, placing tender kisses along her shoulders and side of her neck as she continued pleasuring her slowly. However, after a moment, Kiwi surprisingly broke from them. Her fingers teased Randy as she brushed past; the slyest of grins touching her lips. She was in control once again how it should be.

She slowly backed away from them and neared the bed, silently beckoning them to follow. Vylette exchanged a glance with her and knew what the panda was thinking right away. She neared Randy and leaned up to brush her lips along his jaw line with a whisper, “Come now…” Her voice a low and seductive purr. Fingers traveled downward and brushed his. She took his hand in hers and brought it up to her mouth, singling out his index finger, she slowly brushed her tongue along his fingertip before taking it past her lips, all the while meeting his gaze. No man could ever resist such teasing and Randy was no different. His burning passion for the both of them did not help either as he bit his lip, watching her lustfully.

Vylette led him past Kiwi toward the bed and pushed him down. He sat quietly on the edge of the mattress, looking up at both girls. As he watched, Vylette slowly sank to her knees before him: a very favorable position. Her fingers touched his knees, parting his legs so that she could fall between them. Without the slightest of delays, she gave his manhood a torturous brush of her tongue. He would not have to suffer long however, as she promptly took him past her lips, bathing him in the velvety wetness of her mouth. Randy gasped sharply and tilted his head back in delight. He leaned back on his arms to support himself as his body slightly trembled from the pleasuring administrations. He had not noticed until Vylette’s administrations became slightly rougher and Kiwi had sunk to the floor as well.

The panda turned over and laid on her back before scooting beneath her girlfriend’s parted legs, much to Vylette’s surprise; this had not been planned. Kiwi planted her hands firmly on the back of her legs and yanked off the red gym shorts she still wore before leaning up slightly to brush her tongue along her slit and taste the bitter-sweetness of her arousal. She enveloped her clit within her lips and softly suckled on her. This caused shivers to race down Vylette’s spine and deepen her administrations. Her tongue worked roughly, passionately against his trembling member; she could already taste the sweetness of his approaching climax but that would not be allowed to happen just yet. They would make sure that he would be satiated one hundred percent.

When Vylette felt his climax too near to control, she drew back and shuddered: Kiwi had not ceased her own administrations for a few seconds after that. Randy, not understanding why she had stopped let out a whimpered cry in dismay. He had no time to be upset however, because Kiwi winked playfully at Vylette as she teasingly licked her lips and slid from underneath her. The panda crawled onto the bed and straddled Randy who immediately looked up at her with desperate want. She kissed him softly; the taste of Vylette still very much present on her lips caused him to want them even more.

Kiwi slid off him and onto her back. The mouse did not need to be told what to do then: he pushed himself up and crawled over her slender figure. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs loosely around him and exhaled, eyes driving shut. She loosed a soft cry as he entered her velvety sex; her strong arousal making it all the easier. He placed his hands to her waist, holding onto her as he began to slowly thrust in and out of her. There was no need to rush and besides this was all the more pleasing for the both of them. His trembling became steady now, causing his muscles to ripple and twitch beneath his short gray fur. During the short moment that he had closed his eyes in euphoric delight, Vylette had also crawled onto the bed and easily straddled Kiwi’s face. The latter had no complaints and immediately set to pleasure her like before, only now fueled by Randy’s passion deep within her.

Among the stifled cries and deepening breaths, the soft breeze still blew into the room, the moonlight still streamed through the glass doors. Surely even the Gods were jealous of the love the three friends shared that moment.

Vylette arced her back slightly, a soft cry escaping her lips. Kiwi was indeed an expert with her tongue, brushing and probing all the right places. Hands touched her chest, cupping a full, aroused breast tightly. At the same time, Randy had moved one hand from Kiwi’s waist and set it lightly against her navel. One finger then explored southward, brushing slowly against her trembling clit and heightening her pleasure. Kiwi was forced to pause her administrations as she cried out softly and instinctively dug her nails onto the back of Vylette’s thighs. However, thinking of Randy, she removed one hand from her girlfriend’s thighs and placed it to his abdomen. Her fingers slid downward to wrap at the base of him; it was her turn to heighten his pleasure. His thrusts still came slowly but deeply, more desperate and lustful as he sensed climax so very near.

It was only moments later when he arced his back and shuddered powerfully against her, filling her with warmness from within. A soft cry touched his lips as ecstasy burst through him so sweetly. Every nerve screamed in delight, ever muscle twitched in response, his breath reduced to ragged gasps of air that did not seem to be there anymore. The passion flowed through his veins, sating him but also creating a much deeper hunger within him: the hunger for both of their never ending love.

Aware of Randy’s love for them, Vylette slid off of Kiwi and crawled to him. Her arms encircled his muscled torso and she leaned close, resting against him as he twitched with pleasure. Kiwi was unable to do much seeing that he still straddled her, but after a few seconds passed, he sat back and shuddered once again: this time with unmatched clash of emotion. Now able to move, Kiwi pushed herself up and also crawled to him, embracing him closely. They sat huddled for a few moments as silent tears slowly flowed down Randy’s face, but they were not of sorrow. They were of extreme happiness. Finally he had experienced the love he had always yearned to share and now he knew that he could trust them completely, that they understood and returned his love equally.

“Shh…” whispered Vylette into his ear, softly kissing his cheek and jaw line. "It’s okay…” Kiwi joined her, placing gentle kisses to his shoulder and upper chest as she held him tightly as well. Feeling their love and warmth brought a new wave of silent tears to his eyes. He embraced both girls, leaning into them for comfort, which was returned all too happily. After a few moments, the tears had stopped and he sat snuggled close to them as the raw emotions settled, leaving him worn but utterly complete.

Kiwi drew back then and touched his cheek as she met his gaze. A small smirk was offered and she leaned in to kiss him tenderly. “We both love you very much,” she whispered softly against his lips. Beside him, he could feel Vylette’s approving nod. He sniffed and returned her kiss before sharing another glance with both her and Vylette.

“I love you too…” he whispered faintly, glancing from one to the other. Both girls smiled sweetly and kissed his cheek. As they did so, Kiwi’s hand brushed Vylette’s breast lightly. When they pulled away, they exchanged glances. They still had not received their pleasuring release and Randy knew this. Feeling utterly content he touched both their shoulders and pushed them together lightly. Taking the hint, the girls leaned closer to one another and kissed, softly and passionately.

Vylette dropped back onto the mattress and Kiwi immediately crawled over her, placing gentle kisses along her front as she went along. Her fingers brushed along her inner thighs and the damp warmness between her legs. Seeing Vylette’s wonderful response of a pleading cry, she pushed herself up and surprisingly crawled off her only to crawl around her so that one was facing up while the other was facing down. Vylette knew what this meant and trembled with anticipation. She glanced up as Kiwi appeared above her head, smirking quietly before slowly sliding over her. When in place both would be able to pleasure the other equally so that they would have their pleasure at the same time. Kiwi parted her girlfriend’s legs and fell within them with gentle kisses. After crying out softly, Vylette leaned up and brushed her own lips against her, tongue brushing Kiwi’s clit ever so slowly. The girls pleasured one another slowly, lustfully and deliberately as Randy sat back, watching them in silent adoration.

After the eventful night they had, the two pandas did not last much longer under such delicious pleasure. Vylette was first, shuddering powerfully beneath Kiwi but never ceasing her own administrations. She would make sure her girlfriend received her much deserved pleasure. It had been Kiwi’s idea to organize the whole weekend; it had also been Kiwi who influenced both Vylette and Randy to not be as insecure about their sexuality and obviously succeeded. Moments later, Kiwi also shuddered and cried out as ecstasy burst through her. She climbed off Vylette and laid on her back beside her. Both gasped desperately for air, twitching in satisfaction.

Seeing this brought a small smile to Randy’s lips and he scooted closer to them, kissing each one softly before laying in between them. Both immediately slid closer to rest against him (Kiwi already having turned right side up). They hugged him close, resting against his chest as they forced their excited bodies to gradually calm down.

The morning was still hours away but those hours were not wasted. The covers were tugged over them to keep out the chill. Kiwi shifted, lying on her side comfortably against Randy who held both her and Vylette closely. The latter also clung to him as she gradually drifted off to soundless sleep. He was up a few moments later, just watching the both of them contently. This was the way it would always be from now on.

Nothing could break them apart now.