Their actions left her stunned for only the briefest of moments before the thought she'd had of her tasting them flooded into her mind, triggering the beginnings of an orgasm such as she'd never had before. Even as she was trying to draw a breath after the first spasm of her release faded, Dawn registered the sounds of each of them climaxing, too. That realization only served to intensify the second wave of her orgasm, leaving her stunned and somewhat breathless in its aftermath.
When her orgasm had ended, and Dawn had gotten herself more-or-less together again, she opened her eyes to look over at where Bethany and Brittany were seated. Having only witnessed them having one climax before, she wasn't entirely sure, but thought that both of them had experienced something stronger than they were used to, as well. Nearly a full minute went by before first Brittany, then Bethany, opened their eyes and saw her looking at them. Dawn was a trifle surprised that neither one of them gave any indication of embarrassment at having her see them the way they were. If anything, in fact, they looked as though they were more pleased by what had happened than anything else.
That was confirmed a few seconds later when Brittany quietly told her "That was really something, Dawn, the way you orgasmed! Just watching you was enough to make me have one, too – and it was a big one!"
A moment later, Bethany told her "Yeah, it was, for me, too. But what made that one so much more than the one you had with us last time, Dawn?"
Dawn couldn't help flushing a little as she answered "I said I wasn't going to lie to you, and I won't. I hope this doesn't upset you, but when I saw both of you touching the other one and then licking off her juices… well, I really liked seeing that."
The twins shared a brief look at each other before turning back to Dawn, and Brittany asking her "You liked just seeing us do that? Why?"
Dawn's embarrassment increased a couple of notches before she could answer "After I was here the last time, I was in my room doing my homework when I realized I could smell one of you on my finger. It made me feel kind of excited, and I understood why Jeremy says that he likes to taste my juice. I mean, I've tasted myself before, and like it; so when I could smell one of you, and it smelled so good… I kinda started thinking about what you would taste like. So when I saw you tasting each other, it was all I needed. "
Both girls sat there in silence until Bethany asked "Would… would you like to taste? Us, I mean? Or at least me? I, uh, I'd kinda like to taste you… if I could…", quickly followed by Brittany saying "Me, too – you tasting me, I mean, and me tasting you."
Dawn almost couldn't believe that she was hearing both of her sisters not only saying that it was okay if she wanted to find out what they tasted like, but that they wanted to do the same with her. It took several moments before she finally understood just how close they really were to each other – and, perhaps, how much of an impact what she'd said about about how there wasn't anything wrong with what they were doing with each other had on them. Only when she noticed that they were getting a bit apprehensive at her silence that she broke it by answering them: "Yeah, I would like to find out what you really taste like – both of you. And if you want to do taste me, that's okay, too."
Almost before the words were out of her mouth, both girls had rocketed over to where Dawn was sitting and taking station on either side of her. Neither girl was the slightest bit reluctant to pull her knees up and spread her legs, openly inviting her to collect samples of their nectar for herself.
Since Bethany had been the one to offer first, she was the one that Dawn started with: through an exercise in sheer willpower, Dawn was able to keep her hand steady as she slowly reached between Beth's legs. After she had her younger sister's mons cupped in her hand, Dawn carefully curled her finger to let the tip of it slip between the soft petals of the girls sex, and felt it being wetted by the warm oils that the younger girl had produced. Dawn slid her finger back and forth several times, trying to collect as much of Beth's essence as she could before carefully extracting it. Well before she could get her hand near her face, she could detect the aroma that was uniquely her sisters – and felt her mouth begin to water in anticipation.
When her hand got close enough, Dawn could see that the end of it was shiny with the juices she'd gathered; a few moments later, she was finally able to get the full taste of it: vaguely sweet and earthy at the same time, but also light and thin – and, oh, so delicious!
Even as the first taste of her sister was fading on Dawn's tongue, she was moving to gather another sample; the second taste only encouraged her to take a third. It was only when she felt Brittany's thigh slightly nudge her that Dawn found the wherewithal to no continue with Beth. But that didn't prevent her from telling her sister "You're delicious, Beth" before moving her head to give the younger (and visibly pleased) girl a kiss.
Turning to the other of the twins, Dawn looked into Brittany's eyes for a few moments, and saw eager anticipation and acceptance. Using her other hand – she most definitely didn't want to get their 'flavors' mixed together! – Dawn repeated what she'd done with Beth. Still looking into the face of her sister, Dawn could see that Brittany not only accepted, but enjoyed what she was doing. After she'd extracted her hand from between Brit's thighs, Dawn deliberately took a few moments to savor the scent before wrapping her lips around her well-wetted digit. Once again, the taste nearly overwhelmed her taste buds; though Brittany's flavor was very similar to her Twain's, it was also still uniquely hers – and just as delightful. Managing to keep her wits about her, Dawn repeated her actions a couple more times, so that she'd sampled each girls essence the same number of times before telling Brittany "You're delicious, too, Brit" before giving the youngster a smile, and then a kiss.
After looking at each of them in turn, she told them "Both of you taste so good. Different from each other, but still good. Thank you, both of you, for letting me do that."
Both twins looked pleased at what she said, and Dawn couldn't help putting her arms around them and hugging them before giving each of them a quick kiss on top of their heads. When she finally released them, both girls looked up at her with love – and, she knew, anticipation that it was their turn to get a sample of her flavor.
Smiling, she told them "If having you touching me makes me feel as good as touching YOU did, I think I'd better lay down!", and drawing a smile from them before each nodded her agreement. Putting word to deed, it wasn't but a few seconds before Dawn was laying on her back with her legs parted. Soon after, the twins were again positioned on each side of her, laying on their sides and a bit 'lower' than she'd expected. Moments later, it became clear why when they moved so that each could take one of Dawn's nipples in her mouth and begin licking and sucking on it.
As it had before, the sensation of having both of her breasts being stimulated at the same time excited Dawn tremendously. Without thinking about it, she raised her hands so that she could touch both twins; purely by accident, her hands came in contact with a breast first. It took Dawn only a moment to realize that at the same time her sisters were sucking on her breasts, she had her hands on one of theirs; the mental image of what they must look like only stimulated her even more as she began playing with the warm, firm mammary she had in each hand. She heard the soft noises of pleasure that both girls made, and knew that they liked what she was doing. 'That's only fair', she thought to herself, 'since I sure as hell like what they're doing to me!'
It didn't take long before Dawn simply gave herself over to the different sensations she was experiencing: the smooth breasts she held in her hands; the lips and tongues and mouths that were doing such wonderful things to her breasts – and the soft hands that were caressing the insides of her thighs, and the fingers that kept brushing across the entrance to her womanhood.