Two Sexy Stalkers

Brent saw what Marie was looking at.
Kate...
She'd almost gone bankrupt to buy a house down the street from him once. Five years later, he'd moved. He still felt kind-of sorry about that. Now she was standing on top of his fence.
"Who's there?" she called.
Apparently she could see them. She jumped off the fence and into the yard. She ran over to Brent and Marie. Brent knew it would be pointless to cover himself.
"OH MY GOSH!!!" Kate shrieked upon seeing him.
Brent and Marie sat up. Brent guessed Kate wanted to join them. He wouldn't mind - they were two very attractive (and very young) women - but if news that "Brent Spiner had Threesome with Stalkers" got out, he'd never live it down.
"What is it, Kate?" he asked.
"I didn't think you were home. Well, you're home... yeah... wow... "
"So you climbed over my fence?"
Brent stood.
"Um... yeah," she looked him up and down, "I did. Wow. Impressive. Oh my gosh. You look good. Really... good. Wow. That's - "
"Get to the point, Kate!" said Marie.
"What do you expect me to do? This is the first time I've met you somewhere besides the internet, and you're naked on Brent Spiner's front lawn with Brent Spiner... that's a weird sentence... Anyway, can I join?" asked Kate.
Brent knew she would ask that.
"Fine with me," said Marie, looking at him.
"You know what? Fine. You've already seen all of me there is to see," said Brent, guesturing to himself like Vanna White.
Kate jumped up in the air and started to take her top off. Brent stopped her.
"Let's go in the house before anyone else climbs over my fence. Some of my stalkers aren't as good looking as ya'll."
Damn Texas accent. Sometimes he'd slip into it when he was distracted.
And the fangirls seemed to have noticed.
"That's so adorable," said Kate.
Brent smirked as he held open the door for them.
"Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh your house is huge and oh my gosh you know what else is huge?" asked Kate.
Brent looked down, and then at Kate.
"Why don't you breathe for a second, and then I'll show you," he said.
Kate squealed, and Marie just smiled. Brent knew how familiar she was with what he was talking about. He took the hem of Kate's shirt in his hands and looked at her as if to ask, "May I?"
"Hell yes!" said Kate.
Brent pulled the shirt over her head. He couldn't tell if she was nervous or excited or both... probably the latter. He noticed that Kate didn't have anything on under the shirt and looked up at her.
"Just in case... finally, something good came out of my being prepared," she said.
"Correct. Just don't expect me to give you such special treatment every time," said Brent.
He unzipped her jeans. She had nothing on under them, either. He backed up and looked at Kate, then at Marie. Kate was medium height and athletically-built, with bouncy auburn curls and tan skin. Marie was taller and had the figure of an anorexic-looking pin up girl, with short dark hair and pale clean-shaven skin. They looked very different, but both were very lovely.
"You look good - wow. I never thought I'd see this... Only in my dreams! Oh my gosh you look amazing! I've never seen you shirtless, much less completely naked - just in my dreams! Well, and in those pictures I drew. But - "
"Kate," said Marie, nudging her.
"Shutting up now," said Kate.
"Come here," said Brent, giving her his sexiest 'come hither' look.
"Ohhhhhhh..." Kate gasped.
She swooned, and Brent caught her. He guessed she did that intentionally.
"I'm going to be your naughty Jewboy," he said.
Kate moaned once more as Brent kissed her. She ran her fingers down his spine, and he instantly hardened.
"OH MY GOSH!!!!" squealed Kate.
Brent laid down on the couch with her and proceeded to screw her as Marie sat on the floor and watched. Marie was much more creative in bed. She was an actress, and Kate was a psychiatrist, if he remembered correctly. That might have something to do with it.
"Kate, quit hogging my Jew!" said Marie.
Brent and Kate sat up. Marie got on the couch between them.
"Let me show you what to do with him. I'm about to make him very happy. Brent, stand up," said Marie.
He stood. Marie got on her knees in front of him. He could feel Kate's eyes on them as Marie's dainty fingers moved up and down his hard penis, teasing and caressing it from the base to the tip. She kissed the head, licking away the moisture, and took it into her mouth. It was like she knew exactly how far to go, exactly when to stop, exactly when to begin stroking the flesh again. It was a beatuiful torture. Brent couldn't help but cry out. Then she stopped.
"Your turn," she told him.
Brent picked her up and kissed her, holding her as tightly as he could. She wrapped one leg around his waist and left the other one on the floor for leverage. Brent drove himself deep inside her, gripping her slim hips and guiding her movements. He couldn't take his eyes off her. The way she responded to him was beautiful. The complete and total way she got lost in the sensations. The way she let herself be overtaken by pleasure. As an actor, it fascinated him. He watched as her body moved, the way her full breasts rose and fell with each thrust, the long ivory column of her throat when she exposed it to him. Brent felt his own body responding as well. He thrust up into her, harder, wanting to prolong her pleasure, but now, seeking his own. His hands held her hips, allowing his to grind against hers. His breath caught as his body released the delicious pressure that had build up. He was having all these thoughts running through his head. Thoughts that he shouldn't be having about such a young, fragile lady. He wanted to do things to Marie. Nothing that would hurt her or upset her, but he wanted to see how she would look in a certain position. He wanted to know how she would react if he touched her in a certain way. They could do that later, when Kate wasn't around.
"Now you're hogging the Jew," said Kate to Marie.
"Why don't you two share the Jew?" suggested Brent.
He put down Marie, and Kate stood up.
"Good idea," they said in unison.