Sex Show Stories

The week had gone from bad to worse. My boss was being a real pain, demanding the sales figures with a vindictive snarl. I knew why he was being like this. It was all because of Kelly. Kelly is the hottest girl anywhere in the company, whereas I, am an average non-descript guy, who girls normally wouldn’t take a second look at. But Kelly is mine!

Somehow I’d made it to the end of the week, well allmost, Friday lunch time anyway. I was sitting on my own in the canteen, when Kelly walked over to me. She’d just come back into the office from a shopping spree judging by all the bags she was carrying. She leaned forward and I could see right down her blouse to those gorgious perfect tits unrestrained by underwear. Kelly rarely wore anything under her clothes, she didn’t need to support her breasts as she works out regularly and has the firmest pair imaginable. She knew what she was doing and my cock gave a litlle jerk in response to her teasing

“Don’t be late finishing tonight, I’ve bought you a present to cheer you up”, she whispered glancing at her shopping.
“What is it” I asked with a grin, half suspecting that I knew the answer.
“Wait and see, but I know you’ll love them”
And with that she turned and walked away leaving me alone, except that three guys at the next table were watching me with mouths open wide.

“How come she’s with you?” one asked.
“Yeh, what have you got that we havn’t”?

I just smiled a left thinking to myself what losers they all are.

It drives all the guys mad to think that I’m the one she goes home with and fucks. They all want to know the secret of how I keep her and stop her from looking at other guys. Kelly is renowned for telling guys to leave her alone when they make their move and try and spilt us up. I think, deep down she enjoys winding them up only to break all their hopes of ever getting her into bed.

Well, what secret? Secrets really. Kelly and I grew up together in a small village in a rural area of England. It was to start a new life together that we moved to London about three years ago. Kelly had just turned 20 years old, and I was 22 years old. We’d got some money behind us from inheritances and so we were able to set up a flat quite quickly. After a couple of months just bumming around London, Kelly landed a job at an Insurance company and three months later I applied and got a job at the same place. Kelly would come home each day and tell me stories of all the guys and how they were all desperate to date her and as soon as I started there, I saw what she meant! It always made us laugh on our journey home discussing the latest tactics to seduce her but we soon decided to let them all know that she only wanted to shag me and that there was no way any of them would ever manage to fuck her.

I mentioned secrets. Well, here they are. I am the proud owner of a 10 inch dick, something I have inheritated fro my father, as we shall see! And they second secret, Kelly is my sister!

On that Friday, when we got home, Kelly told me to waiting the lounge until she called and she went into the bedroom with all her bags. After 5 minutes she told me she was ready and that I could go in. Kelly was naked on the bed, but that was usual, as we both always stripped off when we got home, but spread across the bed was a selection of the finest lingerie I had seen in a long time. Suspenders, stockings, thongs, basques and bras, either black or cream, my favourite colours.

“Wow” I said, “Are these for me?”
“Of course, you know I don’t really wear them. I just thought you’d not had anything new for a while and you needed cheering up. Why don’t you try them on whilst I get the meal ready, but let me see you in each one, okay”
“Sure Kel, and thanks”.

I have been into cross-dressing for about two years and this is something Kelly really enjoys. We have been out a few times to pubs with me all dressed up and when we got home the sex has been amazing (but lets save that for another story).

Let me tell you now about how I came to be screwing my little sister. As I said we grew up in a small village and this all started when I as 11 and Kelly was 9. One evening in late June, our grandparents had called round to see Mum and Dad about something. The weather was hot and so they all sat in the garden sharing a bottle of wine discussing whatever it was they needed to discuss. Kelly and I were running about the garden playing chase in only our bathing suites as it was too hot to wear much else. By 11 pm Mum finally persuaded us to go to bed. Reluctantly we said good night to our grandparents and off we went. After a few minutes everyone downstairs must have moved indoors as my bedroom overlooks the garden and the noise sudden went. I must have been really tired from all the running about because I fell asleep really quickly.

Suddenly, I was aware of voices outside, and so climbing out of bed I peeked through the curtains but couldn’t see anyone. They must be in the longe with the door to the garden open. The night was very still and the noises travelled well and I distinctly heard a moan. I checked the clock, quarter to two. A little concerned, and a little excited I crept out onto the land to find Kelly standing there in her flimsy nightdress. She’d heard noises too and like me was a little intrigued.

Slowly, we crept down the stairs, careful not to make a sound. The door to the lounge was open slightly, and we could see Dad sitting on the edge of his chair stark naked with the hugest cock sticking straight up against his belly. It was massive, going at least four inches past his navel! In the soft light we could see it glistening, he head thrown back in pleasure. At that sight my cock sprang to life and jerked wildly. I was standing so close to Kelly she must have felt it as she turned and smiled.

Excited we moved to the right to see into the room more and the we saw the full picture. Kneeling between Dads legs and sucking hungrily on his hanging balls was Grandma her hands up under his arse toying with his asshole. In turn, lying on the floor, with her face buried deep Grandma’s cunt was Mum, sucking for all she was worth whilst Granddad rammed his cock deep into Mum’s open shaved cunt.

Again, my cock leapt and I noticed that Kelly had slipped her hand up under her nightdress and was playing with herself. At that point, Dad let out a deep moan and his head came forward. His cock twitched and a long stream of cum shot from the end and landed on his chest. What he did next was amazing. He leant forward and took the end of his cock deep into his mouth and sucked and sucked, draining himself of cum. Grandma then grabbed his cock and took it into he mouth licking off the last of his juice. Just then Grandad pulled out of Mum and came pumping his cum all over her hairless cunt and stomach.

It was too much, my cock was about to explode, when I felt Kelly’s hand wrap around its length and move up and down. We must have made a noise because suddenly, Mum looked at the door and spoke,

“It’s okay kids, you can come in, and join us if you wish”.

Kelly was a little more forward than I and she psuhed the door open not having let go of my cock. Everyone smiled when they saw us standing there. Grandma was the first to speak

“Look you two (meaning Dad and Grandad) he’s got your cock, thats huge for his age and Kelly seems to know what to do with it”.

Dad came over to us his massive cock, still half erect, sticking out in front of him, and shining with cum, and put his arms around us and led us to the sofa. I sat there with my young cock standing erect and almost at the point of shooting a wad of cum. Kelly sat next to me and for the first time I noticed her hairless cunt was wet and ready for attention. What happened next surprised us a little. Dad and Grandad set to work on my cock whilst Mum and Grandma started to service Kelly’s cunt. As Dad was sucking my cock, Grandad explained

“This was something my father did for me and I did for your father when he was your age. The taste of spunk is fantastic and if you ever want a girl to suck you and swallow your cum then it’s good to know how it tastes”

It didn’t take long to find out! Soon I was shooting my load out onto my belly and with encouragement I eagerly scooped it up and swallowed every last drop. They were right, it was fantastic and from that day forward I have loved the taste of cum. Granddad then took his turn running his toungue along the under side of my cock until he reached the tip. Within no time I has rock hard again, which was just as well! Mum and Grandma had been doing a great job on Kelly but both Dad’s and Grandad’s cocks were too huge for her tiny pussy and so with four sets of helping hands my cock was guided into Kelly’s waiting cunt. Pretty soon I felt the tingling sensation in my balls and before I could stop (not that I wanted to) I was shooting a second load deep into my sisters cunt.

I remember that Grandad sucked off Dad one more time before we all made our way up to bed and some well earned sleep. The next morning Kelly and I came down for breakfast to find our parents and grandparents on the patio enjoying some early morning sunshine all naked. Dad had another hard -on as he sat there sunbathing. From then on we spend most of our time at home naked and enjoying a very varied range of sexual encounters, but these will have to wait for another time.

The first time I layed eyes on Barbara she was wearing a dress that looked as if it had been sliced down the front with razor blades, looking like she was wearing venetian blinds. When she moved, the slices of material would fall away and reveal that she was wearing no underwear.
The bar was crowded and I was half amused and half turned on watching the group of men literally salivating over her.
She was a stunning, dark skinned, dark haired woman of 32. Occassionally a man would attempt to slip his hand beneath the material of her dress and she would laugh and remove his hand. One by one the rejected men left. She saw me laughing at the scene before me and asked me
“You think it’s funny?”
“I do,” I replied.
She smiled back.
“But you don’t try.”
“No, I don’t want to get shot down.”
With that she turned her body toward me and her legs opened as the material slipped away. She saw my gaze, as welll as the gaze of several other men at the bar, fall between her legs where her neatly trimmed pubic hair framed her glistening pussy lips.
I attempted to act nonchalent.
“Want a drink?” I asked.

“Sure,” she said, continuing to allow her legs to remain open.
The bulge in my pants gave me away and she smiled when she saw it.
We had a drink together, then another. We had moved our bar stools together and her leg rubbed up against mine. I could see the twinkle in her eye that she was enjoying teasing me. I finally decided, with the help of my fifth drink, to go for it. I “accidently” moved my hand between her legs as I swiveled around on my stool. My fingers brushed her moist pussy lips and I pulled away but she did not flinch. I moved my hand there again but this time let my hand drop on her upper thigh. When I saw she was not going to remove my hand I moved my hand higher until the knuckle of my thumb was pressed against the very wet opening of her pussy lips. I looked down and saw that the material had slipped aside and everyone around could see that my thumb was slipping into her pussy. I looked at her face and she had closed her eyes. I ignored the men surrounding us and began pushing my thumb in and out of her vagina. One man reached over and started rubbing her right breast as she began breathing harder.
“I think we should leave,” she said as she pulled away.
I could hear the disappointed sigh come from the group of men as my thumb made an audible popping sound when I removed it.
We left the club and drove in silence in my car. The only sounds she made were instructions on how to get to her house.

When we entered the front door to her house we were immediately on the floor kissing and groping. I removed my straining erection and placed it at the entrance to her vagina.
“My ass,” she said.
With that she took her hand and moved my hard cock to her tight nether hold. With her other hand she pressed down on the small of my back as she slowly moved her ass toward me. The juices from her wet pussy had trickled down between the cheeks of her ass so that she was well lubricated. I slipped in with litle difficulty as she pulled her knees up to her chest.
I fucked her hard as I used my thumb to finger her clitoris. When she started screaming that she was cumming it was more than I could handle and I came deep inside her bowels.
“Eat me,” she said as she pushed my shoulders, pushiing me lower.
Since cunnilingus is something I enjoy, I didn’t have to be told twice.
Her pussy was sopping wet and I licked her and fingered her for ten minutes. Finally she rolled over onto her stomach.
“Eat m ass,” she said, panting.
I had never done this before but I was so turned on that I didn’t hesitate. As she got onto her knees and pulled her ass cheeks apart, stuck my tongue into her warm hole that was wet with my cum. The idea of eating my own spunk turned me on even more and I fucked her with my tongue even harder. I felt her move her hand between her legs as she masturbated herself. I heard her cry as her body shook and she collapsed onto the floor.
Without a word I inserted my cock into her ass that was wet with my saliva and I started pumping into her. I lasted only a few minutes before having the most intense orgasm of my life. I fell on top of her.
We laid there panting for five minutes.
“You have to go,” she said finally.
I didn’t want to sound disappointed or beg to stay, so I got up.
“Can I have your phone number?” I asked.
“I’d rather not give it to you,” she said.
As elated as I had been five minutes earlier, I was that dejected at that moment.
I left and drove away.
I went back to that bar every night for a month but did not see her. Finally I resorted to driving by her house to see if her car was there. Next I resorted to sitting outside her house in the evening to see where she went. But she seldom went anywhere but the store.
One Friday night she came out to her car dressed in as revealing an outfit as she had worn that first night I had seen her. She got in her car and I followed her. She drove for a half hour and finally turned into the parking lot of a small bar. I waited for five minutes then entered the establishment.
The bar was a very dark and somewhat dirty place. Barbara was overdressed to say the least and the men in the bar all stared at her. There were ten or twelve men and no women.
I went to a booth in the corner and waited to watch the show. I was jealous even though I had only been with this woman once. Deep inside I wondered if I had not satisfied her that night and that is why she had not given me her number.
The first man that went over to talk to her was dressed in jeans and wore a baseball cap. He was tall and had a beer gut. I thought for sure that she would reject him but he kept talking and she started laughing. Before long he had his arm around her and was leaning into her.
I had been sitting in the booth for over fifteen minutes without getting served so I decided to go to the bar to get a beer. I stood right next to Barbara but didn’t look at her.
“Why, hello,” I heard her say.
“Hi,” I said, looking at her and trying to not show the jealousy in my eyes.
I could tell that the tall man next to her did not like my intrustion. He was giving me the look that could kill.
“I wanted to thank you for the other night,” she said as she reached over and held my hand.
The tall man’s face turned red and I was suddenly worried if I would get out of there alive.
“I had a wonderful time,” she said.

I didn’t know what to say, so I said nothing.
I got my beer and started to go back to my booth.
“Oh, don’t go,” Barbara said to me as I turned to leave.
I saw the tall man look down the end of the bar to where two other men were watching the action. He nodded his head and the two grabbed their beers and walked toward our end of the bar. I knew I was in trouble.
“Uh, maybe I should leave you two alone,” I said.
This made the tall man smile and he nodded his head.
Barbara frowned but then looked over her shoulder and saw the other two men standing there staring at me.
“Now you aren’t going to go and get all possessive on me, are you?” she asked the tall man.
He just looked at her.
“I wouldn’t like that,” she said seriously.
He kept staring at her.
She turned and looked at the two other men.
“Don’t you believe in sharing with your friends?” she said.
The three men looked each other then at her. At first there was a look of shock on their face then a broad grin appeared.
“Why, sure honey,” the tall man said, “I sure do.”
With that the tall one looked at me with a big grin on his face which relieved me to no end.
“What say we move this party to my house,” the tall one said.
“Is that okay wth you?” Barbara asked, looking at me.
“Sure, sure,” I said.
“Sure,” the tall one said, “you follow us in your car.”
The bill was paid in a flash and the four of them were out the door. I fumbled with my wallet and finally threw a ten dollar bill on the bar, not waiting for the change. By the time I got out the door I could see the dust of the pick up truck as it roared down the road.
I jumped in my car and quickly followed them. They were raciing down the two lane road at 80 mph but I managed to catch up with them. When they saw me behind them they slowed to a speed approaching the legal limit and after another ten minutes of dirt roads we pulled up in front of a mobile home.
They were laughing and grabbing at Barbara as we entered the house.
Once inside, Barbara sat on the couch with two of the men on either side of her.
The third man sat in front of her on the floor after he brought four beers, purposely leaving me out.
Since there were no other chairs, I sat in the corner and watched as the four of them talked and laughed. As Barbara would laugh, her legs would open and it was obvious that she was not wearing any underwear.
The man sitting in front of her on the floor was aware of this also.
“Man, oh man,” he said as he pulled her legs apart, “looky here, she ain’t wearing no underwear.”
Barbara did not say a word and made no gesture to stop the man from holding her legs open, but I could see that her breathing was labored.
“You come out tonight to want to get fucked, huh?” he asked her, looking her in the eyes.
The other two men looked at her for her reaction. Her breathing was bard but she said nothing.
“You can tell us,” the man said as he moved his hand up her short skirt.
Barbara closed her eyes and allowed the man to slip his hand up her thighs. It looked as if she pushed her legs even further apart. There was not a sound except for the sound of heavy breathing and the squishy sound of the man moving his fingers in and out of Barbar’a’s pussy.
The tall man undid his pants and released his large erection. He put it to Barbara’s lips but she shook her head. This annoyed the tall man and he started to push it between her lips, but she shook her head again. The other man on the couch shook his head as if to tell him to stop and the tall one stopped. Barbara closed her eyes again and allowed the man on the floor to continue fingering her wet pussy.

The other two men started removing her blouse and Barbara did not stop them. The man on the floor used his free hand to undo the buttons of her black skirt and started pulling it down. I watched as Barbara lifted her hips to help him in his maneuveurs.
When she was totally naked on the couch the man removed his finger from her and unzipped his pants. As he positioned himself at the opening of her vagina, she shook her head again. This enraged the man.
“Fuck you,” he said, “you ain’t gonna prick tease us”
“No,” she said, “my ass. Do my ass.”
The man’s eyes grew large and he smiled.
“Yes, ma’am,” he said.
He lifted her legs up and put them on his shoulders as he slowly entered her. I could see her grimace as the large cock slowly entered her ass. When he was toally in her he began to move slowly in and out and then pick up the pace. Within two minutes I heard him grunt as he emptied hmself into her.
“Fuck,” the man said as he stood up, “what a tight ass.”
The tall man quickly scurried to be next.
“Wait,” Barbara said through labored breath.
The tall man looked angered until Barbara rolled over onto all fours.
“I like this position better,” she said.
He smiled and with little hesitation drove his cock, which looked to be about nine inches, into her. She yelped but he wasted no time in fucking her hard. I could hear the slapping sounds as he pounded into her. Barbara had her hand between her legs as she fingered herself but there was no sounds coming from her lips. Finally in less than two minutes the tall man pushed into her and I heard him grunt as he emptied himself into her bowels.
The third man got in position to enter her ass.
“Wait,” Barbara said.
The man stopped, thinking perhaps that she wanted to shift positions.
“I want him to eat my ass,” she said looking in my direction.
I was apalled.
“No,” I said.
“Get over here, boy,” the tall one said grinning.
“You enjoy doing that,” she said.
“No,” I lied.
The tall one came over and picked me up by the shirt. I knew there was no arguing to be done.
“Take off your pants,” Barbara said.
I was embarrassed, but wanted to get this over with quickly. I dropped my pants and since I wore no underwear, was standing there with my six inch erection poking out.
Barbara slid off the couch and got on all fours on the floor. She spread her ass cheeks apart as she had the night a month before. I saw the globs of cum leaking from her hole but knew there was little I could do.

“Do it,” she said, panting.
I stuck my tongue into the hole reluctantly at first, but then I became extremelly excidted and started eating at her hungrily. I could hear her panting as I felt her fingers working at her pussy. I heard her scream and her body shuttered but I continued to slurp away.
“Man,” I heard one man say.
“Fuck my ass,” I heard her say.
Before anyone could object, I slipped my erection into her loose hole and started pumping into her.
“Fuck him,” I heard her yell.
It did not register what she had said but suddenly I felt someone spread the cheeks of my ass apart and a slippery finger entered my ass. I wanted to protest but the sensation was overwhelming. A second later I felt a larger object start to enter me and I knew that I was being fucked by one of the men. I could not stop although I wanted to try.
The man started pounding into me as I pounded into Barbara’s ass. Suddenly I felt the man start cumming in me and I could hold out no longer. I started to cum in Barbara’s ass and it was the most intense feeling I had ever experienced. I liteally saw stars. When the man behind me was through I was continuing to cum. By the tremendous amount of cum that I felt leaking from my ass I knew that it must have been the third man that had fucked me.
Suddenly I felt another cock probing at my ass. I knew better than to protest as I felt it slide into me. There was silence as I felt him pumping into me, then suddenly I felt myself ready to cum again. I was still buried in Barbara’s ass and I started pumping into her.
Barbara pushed back against me and the sensation was incredible. The man stiffened and I knew that he had cum. I felt him slip out and I waited, knowing that the third one would want to know what he was missing. Sure enough another cock slipped into me and I resumed my fucking of Barbara’s ass. Before the third man had finished, I had cum again. I stayed hard and buried in Barbara’s ass as the man in my ass continued to pound into me and finally came.
As exciting as it had been, when the four of them had slipped into sleep on the floor, I gathered my clothes and quietly slipped out the door.

Chapter Ten

The evening ended shortly after. No one had paid much attention to the video tape that Jean had brought by once the action started. It had served it’s purpose though and Jean placed it back in it’s place on the shelf in her video store. She scanned the other pornographic videos on the shelves and picked up one after the other and examined the pictures on the covers.

Mental images of the previous night came to her. Hard throbbing cocks pounding into Cheryl’s mouth and pussy. Sharon fingering Steve’s asshole as he came. She even imagined what it must have looked like to the others as she fingered herself with her legs spread wide, exposing her cunt for the group to see. The thoughts of the orgy sent a hot burn through her groin. She had to arrange a party. She had to have it happen again. The lust and the excitement that they all felt couldn’t be denied by any of them. She would arrange it when Kevin came to work. Somehow they would work together to arrange another party, but this time they would invite Judy. The bitch would be shown the video of her and Sharon and then the blackmail she had threatened would be reversed.

Kevin arrived at his usual time and met Jean in her office. “Good morning Jean”, he said as he entered her office and sat down. Jean was anxious to see him and as she closed the blinds she turned to him, “Did you enjoy yourself last night Kevin?” It was a stupid question and she knew it. It was obvious that he had enjoyed himself. Kevin smiled at her, “That party was a blast Jean. Cheryl told me on the way home that she didn’t think she was capable of doing the things that she did, but she enjoyed everything. I think she’s found a drug that she can’t get enough of. How about you Jean? Do you have any regrets?”

Jean laughed out loud at the question. “I’m wet just thinking about the party last night. I’ve never been so excited in my entire life. You do remember Judy and her role in this entire affair? Well, just before you arrived this morning, I decided that I’m going to throw a party myself. You and Cheryl, Sharon and Steve and I will be there and I’ll invite Judy. I’ll show the entire group the video we have of her and Sharon and see how she reacts. If she reacts as I think she will, we can introduce her to our exclusive club. What do you think?”

Kevin loved the idea but was troubled. “What if she tells Steve about you and me to get even for the video?” Jean sat next to Kevin, “I told Steve about you and I on the way home last night after the party. You introduced me to something I’d never experienced before. I shared those experiences with Steve. We were living together like brother and sister. The sex was gone from our marriage and you changed all that. You might even say that Steve is grateful. If Judy tells Steve anything, it won’t work. I can’t wait to see the look on her face when she’s confronted.”

Kevin was relieved that the pressure was off and asked when she planned on throwing the party. “Ask Cheryl if she’s game and if so, I’ll set things up for this coming friday night, if that meets with everyone’s plans.” Kevin nodded in agreement.

Jean rose and turned toward Kevin and looked down at him. Her hands pulled at the fabric of her skirt and it inched it’s way up revealing her shapely, nylon covered legs. Kevin’s eyes were riveted on them as more and more was exposed. His cock was starting to harden in his pants and he felt his heart throbbing deep within his chest. Jean’s skirt was now hiked up as far as her stocking tops and her garter belt, then her panty covered pussy came into view.

Her mound was full and protruded obscenely. He could see the outline of her large outer cunt lips and the parting of her slit beneath the black silk panties that covered them. He reached out and slowly pulled her panties down. Jean kicked them away and opened her legs slightly. Her cunt was beautiful. It was covered in a heavy growth of black cunt hair. The lips were swollen with excitement and had parted invitingly.

“Come on Kevin! Suck my pussy for me baby.” She grasped his head and guided his face to her cunt. His mouth made contact with her pussy and his tongue snaked out and into the hair covered mound in front of him. He found her clitoris and licked at it, covering it with wetness. His tongue then dipped deeper and found her tunnel. It was already wet with her juices as he plunged his tongue deeply into her hole. Her perfume was exquisite and in his excitement he grasped her buttocks and kneaded them as he pushed his face deeper and deeper between her legs.

Jean unbuttoned her blouse to the waist and exposed her breasts to the cool air of the office. Her nipples were hard and she pinched them and moaned in pleasure as she gyrated her hips in an effort to rub her pussy into Kevins sucking mouth. Kevin paused for a moment and stripped. “Bend over the desk Jean and show me your beautiful ass.”

Jean pulled her skirt all the way up, exposing her heart shaped buttocks and leaned over her desk with her ass raised for Kevin’s enjoyment. She parted her legs and Kevin could see her hairy cunt lips, parted and waiting and nestled deeply between her buttocks. Kevin knelt down behind her and spread her cheeks. His tongue lashed at her cunt lips. He slipped a finger deeply into her pussy and placed his tongue over her asshole.

Jean jumped at the intrusion. It shocked her but felt delicious as he licked her, his finger fucking furiously into her pussy. She reached her hands back and grasped the cheeks of her ass and spread them widely for him. It was as if she were giving him permission to invade her back there. She had never done this before and again Kevin had opened her lust to new adventures. She moaned loudly and swayed back and forth and Kevin continued to lick her and plunge his finger in and out of her.

His cock was rock hard by this time and he rose and placed the head of it against her asshole. He rubbed it up and down, titillating her ass while she writhed beneath him waiting for the inevitable. “Shall I go ahead Jean? Do you want me to do it?” Jean’s desire needed nothing more at the moment and she cried out “Yes! Fuck me in the ass Kevin. Shove your cock up my ass baby. Do it now, I want it.”

Kevin slowly shoved his cock into her ass. Her ass contracted around the head of his cock as it slowly slid up inside her. She moaned and relaxed as more of his magnificent cock inched it’s way into her. She felt tinges of pain at this new invasion but the pleasure was exquisite. Finally, he had her impaled on his cock. She was impaled all the way to his balls. Her body was convulsing in pleasure that she had never felt before. Her fingers found their way to her dripping cunt and she inserted two fingers and started finger fucking herself.

Kevin could feel her fingers on his cock as they moved around inside her cunt. He pulled his cock slowly from her ass and then again slowly pushed it back into her ass. Each time he withdrew it from her he pushed back into her a little faster. Her ass had completely relaxed now and he fucked in and out of her furiously. Her body was shaking, she was moaning and yelling obscenities at him in her pleasure.

Kevin could feel his cum starting to swell up inside him. He leaned over her back and whispered “Do you like it baby? Are you cumming for me?” Jean cried out “Yes Kevin I’m cumming again. Fuck me Kevin. Cream inside my asshole baby. I want to feel your cock pump it’s cream inside my asshole.” The words spurred Kevin on and he pumped his cock back and forth into her now wet asshole. His balls started boiling and he felt the first squirt of his cream rise and splash inside her. Her asshole grasped his cock and contracted onto it. His balls continued to explode as jet after jet of his thick cream errupted from his balls, filling her ass with his juices.

He removed his cock from her and fell into a chair. He was exhausted, drained and fully satisfied. She was quivering all over. Her body still experiencing pleasure as her asshole and cunt continued to contract in a long orgasm. She dropped to her knees. Her head lay on the desk and she gasped for air as the excitement dwindled and then faded away. She rose to her feet, pulled down her skirt, turned to Kevin and said “Kevin, you’re unbelievable. You’re a sex machine for me baby.” She left to clean herself up while Kevin got dressed.

Kevin called Cheryl at work and told her about Jean’s invitation. Cheryl was thrilled and agreed that they should go. Judy came in the store for work at her usual time. She looked pretty good to Kevin since he’d seen her in the video with her face pushed up between Sharon’s legs licking her pussy. She’d had a really nice pair of tits on her also, but it was that hairless pussy that had Kevin’s rapt attention. Clean shaven, completely hairless and spread wide open for Sharon’s tongue to lick and finger fuck. Kevin wondered what she tasted like. What it would be like to rub his mouth and tongue around between her spread legs and suck her swollen clitoris while she writhed around beneath him. He wanted to fuck her too. He wanted to hear her screaming obscenities while his cock rammed into her pussy. He wanted to look into her eyes while his dick creamed in her cunt, filling it. He wanted to hear her beg him not to stop fucking her, while she came and her juices mixed with his flowed down her inner thighs down to the crack of her sweet little ass.

Kevin snapped back to reality and realized that his cock had hardened again in his pants. His eyes met Judy’s. She looked down at his crotch and saw the bulge protruding obscenely. She smiled as she walked past him, pursed her lips and made a kissing sound. Kevin smiled inwardly. He knew she was begging for it and he was going to give it to her. He and a few other people as well.

The rest of the day went pretty fast for Kevin. He got home and showered. Cheryl arrived shortly after. He was wearing a white pair of shorts and a gym shirt. When she saw him she smiled and said “Hi! Is everything all set for this friday night? Are all the others going to be able to make it there? Kevin said “I’m not sure yet. So far it’s you and me, Steve and Jean and probably Sharon. I don’t know if Jean has asked Judy yet”.

Cheryl sat next to Kevin. She could smell the clean soapy smell a man has when he’s just had a shower. She placed her hand in his lap and gave his cock a light squeeze. It immediately hardened under her touch. “Do you want me to do you Kevin?”, she asked. He groaned and nodded his head in response.

Cheryl pulled at his shorts and they gave way and wound up on the floor around his ankles. He wasn’t wearing underwear and Cheryl saw his penis sticking obscenely, straight up. She wrapped her hand around its base and gave it a few strokes. Her head lowered into his lap and she licked the head of his cock while stroking the shaft. Kevin moaned and held her head still while he lunged his cock into her open mouth. She pursed her lips and sucked his magnificent cock. Her tongue teased the head as he plunged it in and out of her wet mouth. He paused for a moment and said “Get undressed Cheryl. I want you to fuck me here on the couch.”

Cheryl stood and stripped quickly. Soon, she was lowering her beautiful cunt down onto his dick. She had straddled his legs and once she had engulfed his entire cock with her wet cunt, she pushed her breasts into his face. Her nipples were erect and needed sucking. He opened his mouth and sucked in as much or tit as he could. He bit down gently on her nipple causing her to moan with desire and pleasure. His tongue flicked at it and teased it in his mouth.

Cheryl was now humping up and down on his cock. He simply sat there while she fucked him. The pleasure he was feeling was incredible. His cock was bottoming out inside of her cunt. Each time she pushed her cunt down onto his cock, she completely enveloped it with her sucking pussy. She was impaled on the entire shaft and it felt delicious. Her lust began to rise even higher now. Each time his cock rammed into the back of her cunt she let out moans and sighs of pleasure.

“Kevin I love your cock baby. It’s so big and hard in my pussy. I want it to fill my cunt with your cream. Fuck me hard. Fuck me. Fuck my hairy pussy. Suck my tits and fuck me.” Kevin began pumping his cock into her. He held her hips in a strong grip and humped up into her cunt, plunging deeply into her wet, hot pussy. Pumping and pumping faster and faster. His cock stroked into her hard then pulled out slowly while her cunt lips gripped his cock, milking it for his cream.

His cock exploded inside her and she felt it. She screamed “Yes! Kevin squirt it all inside me. Fill my pussy baby.” Kevin continued to errupt in liquid jets of cream. The cream splashed inside her and ran out of her sucking, dripping cunt. The pleasure was indescribable. She felt like screaming one moment and crying tears of pleasure the next. Her vaginal walls were now contracting around his cock in an orgasm. Her womb was sucking the cream from him and the contractions were sending her to paradise. She flailed around as he continued to jab into her cunt, his mouth was still locked on her nipple and he bit down at his moment of release. This sent shocking waves of pain and pleasure through her entire body and she screamed in both torment and ecstasy.

Her climax reached it’s peak and then subsided. She wrapped her arms around his head and hugged him to her breasts while she ground her pussy down hard into his lap. Both of them had enjoyed each other and it was good. The surf continued it’s relentless lashing of the shore and sandy beaches at Surfside. The evening air started to cool down and cool winds started blowing through the windows at Cheryl’s house. They lay in each others arms and let the cool air gently lull them both to sleep. They slept fully satiated.

My wife and I had some friends over on a Saturday night. Ewan and Rick were a gay couple; Rick and my wife Marina had worked together for some time, though no longer, and we all got along famously. Ewan was tall and reasonably handsome, but slightly ditzy. Rick was short, balding but hilarious, slender and very quick-witted. They were dear friends and we always had a great time, making fruity girl drinks and cooking delectable gourmet meals together.

I also invited an old high school friend, Samara. Samara was a large black woman, with an extremely sexy voice and a very sexual personality. We had fooled around in back in our past, and had stayed good friends throughout the years. She was smart, funny and always had a sexy twinkle in her eye that I always found infectious.

Samara arrived first; she brought a bottle of wine and a dessert. I made her a cocktail and Marina, Samara and I chitchatted while we waited for our other guests to arrive. Less than an hour later, Rick and Ewan knocked at the door, bearing all manner of delicious food items and, of course, hauling most of their bar stock with them. Ewan and I whipped up Blue Hawaiians and Vodka Gimlets while Rick and Marina unpacked their foodstuffs and got to work prepping for the cookfest.

We all chatted and laughed in the kitchen while we each did our parts to make the meal: pork tenderloin with a peppercorn crust, asparagus, a nutty salad and a host of other goodies. Cocktails and laughter flowed and the kitchen filled with wonderful smells. Food preparations complete, we all retreated to the living room. Samara was always a bit of a fag hag”, so needless to say she enjoyed our friends, and everyone seemed to get along quite well. Finally, the food was ready and we all settled down to an amazing feast and a fantastic bottle of robust red wine.

When we’d all eaten our fill, a highly motivated cleanup effort was made, and we were relaxing with yet more cocktails in our basement rec room minutes later. We popped in a scary movie with some forgettable title, and collectively enjoyed poking fun at the gaping plot holes and predictable plot devices. The alcohol continued to flow readily, and everyone was quite well lubricated by 10pm. My wife sat sandwiched between the boys on one leg of the black leather sectional, while I shared the other leg with my dear friend Samara. We put in some other movie, a comedy I think, and the laughter and drinking continued, even with frequent smoke breaks. Samara sat with her legs across my lap, and I massaged her feet and toes, while Marina and Rick cuddled on their end of the sofa. Ewan had moved to the floor to stretch out and had promptly lost his spot as my wife and Rick spread out on the spacious sectional.

Around midnight, Ewan rose and announced that, reluctantly, he had to leave to get up early for work in the morning. Rick had apparently driven separately, and was able to stay. We bid Ewan farewell, and after another smoke break, settled in for a third movie and another round of drinks. The lights had dimmed as well. My wife Marina struggled to stay awake, while Rick sat in alert attention to the TV. Samara had started to rub her legs across my crotch, and my cock was beginning to take notice. Marina was oblivious as she stared bleary-eyed at the glowing screen. I slid a hand under Samara’s large thigh and stroked her bare skin. She shifted and continued her slow, visibly imperceptible attempts to arouse me, with great success. I was quite erect at that point.

While we all stared at the TV, it was clear that no one was truly watching the film that was being shown. I was quite surprised to hear Rick say, Let’s was some porno! in his usual chipper tone. We all laughed, and I informed him that, regrettably we only had straight porn in the house. He leapt from his spot on the couch and bolted upstairs. He came down seconds later with a VHS cassette in his hand. He tossed it casually to me.

Laughing, I turned off the DVD and slid the cassette into the VCR and tapped Play. We were instantly greeted by the sounds of grunting men and the sight of an all-male threeway. We all shared an amused look of curiosity and returned our sights to the TV. I think we were all aroused rather quickly. My wife expressed her arousal verbally, and Rick’s was quite visually evident. Samara was biting her lower lip and her foot sat squarely on my cock, which pressed back angrily.

I had never harbored a deep interest in gay sex, and though I had questioned my own sexuality as an adolescent, I certainly knew where my area of primary sexual interest lay: in the domain of the female. But I was getting awfully turned on by this display. I popped up and offered to refill drinks. Rick and Samara accepted, and I crawled over the sectional to get to the bar. Alone near the bar, I rubbed at my shorts-constrained erection before finally getting about the business of bartending.

I returned with the three drinks and passed them out accordingly. This time, however, I sat down between Samara and Rick. It wasn’t a cozy fit, but Rick clearly noticed my sudden presence. Samara pulled a blanket up over her bare legs, and quickly dropped her hand onto my crotch. I twitched in surprise, and Rick’s eyes shifted at the sudden movement. I noticed him glancing down at my now blanket-covered groin and he smiled. He knew what was happening.

The porn, meanwhile, switched to a young blond man giving rather tender blowjob to a hairy-chested man. The sight was rather alien but undeniably erotic. Samara absentmindedly fondled my junk. For my part, I threw my arm around her neck and grabbed a handful of her monster left tit. Marina, thankfully, was on the other side of Rick and was completely engrossed in the videotape. Rick now turned his head and watched me fondle Samara’s large breast, then down at her groping hand in my groin. He then looked back at the screen. I then felt his hand go under the blanket and he surprised Samara by finding her errant hand. Then he found my cock pressing against my shorts and rubbed at it gently. I nearly moaned aloud at this double stimulation, but I kept my silence. I then extended the blanket to include Rick’s lap, then slipped my right hand underneath and found his stiff erection. Surprised, he lurched forward, then pretending he was shifting his posture, returned to his slouching recline against the sectional.

I pulled my hand off Samara’s hardened left nipple and slid it under the blanket. I dove my left hand between her legs and found the very warm, slightly damp crotch of her shorts. She moaned ever so softly, and Rick did the same as I worked my hand against his prick. I felt so horny rubbing at these two crotches, a wet pussy behind one and a hard cock behind the other.

Marina finally seemed to take notice of the hand play that was going on, and instead of becoming indignant and hurt, her eyes seemed to widen and she licked her lips absentmindedly. She stared at the masked movements of what had to be my right hand in Rick’s lap and then up at me and at him.

“That’s fuckin hot! she exclaimed quite unexpectedly. I’m sorry, guys, but that’s super fucking hot.”

At that, Rick, pulled back the blanket to expose my hand working at his khakis, his cock bulging almost grotesquely against his zipper. Marina gasped slightly and reached out to touch Rick’s cock through his pants as well. Then she noticed that my other hand was likely buried between Samara’s thighs. She looked hurt or angry for a moment, but then the look of absentminded lust returned and she smiled faintly in the bluish light of the TV.

Rick had always expressed his fascination with my wife’s very large breasts (she’s a big girl, too), and tonight he took it a step further.

“Jesus, Marina, let me see those tits! I’ve been envying those for years. Take em out, girl.”

Marina responded as if she’d only been awaiting the word. She whipped her top off in one move, revealing her bra-encased chest, 36DD. Rick stared in disbelief and cooed his appreciation.

“Damn, honey, I wish I had a pair like that. Shit, take those fuckers out!”

Marina laughed and pulled her bra off, releasing her sizeable tits. They dropped like bricks from gravity, and her nipples hardened visibly as we other three stared in disbelief at her brazen actions.

“Oh, go ahead, Rick. I know you want to. Touch em!”

Rick let go of my cock and sent both hands onto her bosom, staring in fascination.

“Must be a gay thing, I guess. I’m completely fascinated by these things. They’re so feminine! he said, almost addressing her breasts directly.

“It better not be just a gay thing, my friend. I’m obsessed with tits, I chimed in. The situation was so unreal. I took a huge gulp of my whiskey coke to settle down. Samara was leaning forward to see around us guys, and looked admiringly at my wife’s breasts.

“Okay, now it’s a guy’s turn, Samara challenged. You’ve seen one of us.”

Rick hesitated. He must have felt like the odd duck, being the only homosexual in the room. Finishing my drink, I stood up suddenly. I put the empty glass down, pulled off my shirt and dropped my shorts and underwear. I stood completely naked, facing the TV with its sordid scene of gay sex; my erection pulsing straight out ahead, while my wife and two friends stared in disbelief. Feeling suddenly conspicuous, I sat back down. The staring continued.

“Let’s see some more then, ladies. I think I answered the challenge sufficiently, I said with machismo.

Marina looked at Samara pleadingly. Samara smiled back and pulled off her t-shirt. She’s a big girl, and her chocolate brown breasts sat in a humongous bra, something in the neighborhood of 42EE. Rick gasped and practically leapt over me. He sat next to Samara on her left side, and without asking, put his hands onto her enormous breasts. Samara laughed devilishly and gave him permission after the fact.

I stared in disbelief at the situation while my cock throbbed soberly in the dim light. While Rick continued to explore Samara’s chest, I felt my wife’s hand on my cock. She had slid over into Rick’s spot. Her eyes were glued to the scene happening with Sam’s tits, but her hand cascaded gingerly across the surfaces of my erection. I shuddered with subtle pleasure. Samara, meanwhile, reached behind her back and released her tits from her bra, casting the black satin monster behind the sofa. Rick cooed again and fondled even more assertively. He found her large, rubbery nipples, jet black in the TV light. Samara moaned softly, and Marina’s touch became more direct.

“Wow! Rick giggled as he released them and stood. Thanks, Sam. I’m enthralled.”

Samara pressed her foot against his crotch. You’re engorged too. Your turn!”

Rick looked at the rest of us, at least partly nude each. Yeah, I suppose you’re right. Like me, he pulled of his polo and unbuckled his pants. Samara yanked them down with her toes. He stood there in his bikini underwear, his slender but lengthy cock clearly visible even with his back to the TV. Marina let go of my cock and jumped up to pull down his drawers. Rick yelped lamely and his cock sprung wildly from his tight underwear. His crotch was completely shaved hairless, and his cock looked enormous. It pointed right at me, and I suddenly craved to touch it.

Marina and Samara apparently had the same craving, and their hands met on the tip of his cock. He laughed incredulously, a gay man with two women groping his exposed pecker. They stroked it lightly.

“Alright, ladies. Time to catch up. We’re completely nude and you’re still hiding the goods! I chided. It was already starting to smell like naked flesh in the room.

They each stood and unbuttoned their shorts, letting them drop to the carpet. I sat alone now, surrounded by two ladies only in panties and a completely naked man whose large erection stared me in the face. I reached toward both of their crotches, and while it was a stretch to touch them both at once, I found their dampened panties and immediately demanded their prompt removal. Samara and Marina laughed at my drunken ravings and more sheepishly, the tucked their thumbs into their panties at the hips and slid them down their sturdy thick legs. Now all four of us were naked. I stared at Marina’s neatly trimmed pubis, then at Samara’s more bushy mound. Then at Marina’s face.

Unbelievably, Marina nodded almost imperceptibly, and then smiled slyly. Then quite suddenly, she grasped Rick’s face and pulled it her to chest. He buried his face in her bosom and she groped for his cock as they stood, pawing at each other. I took the opportunity to pull Samara back down onto the sofa. Almost forcibly I pulled her legs up and apart and threw my head into her crotch. Her pussy gave off a very strong musky odor that filled my nostrils long before I found it with my face. Once I made contact, I plowed my tongue between her thick folds in pursuit of her clit. The suddenness of my assault caught Samara quite by surprise, but she quickly let herself go to my ministrations. Having had the pleasure of bringing her to orgasm orally in our past (she had told me recently that I’ve been the only one so far to succeed at that), I knew what pleased her, and it didn’t take long to shake of the rust and get about the business her driving her to orgasm. Samara is quite orgasmic, and within moments her grunts filled the room as she thrust her pussy against my mouth, leaking fluids into it. I had forgotten that she was an ejaculator, and I quickly milked the bitter liquids from her quivering pussy.

I pulled my face away to find Marina sitting down on the sofa with Rick’s cock in her mouth. Rick was watching me eat out Samara. The pleasure of his position was clearly registered on his face. Marina fondled his balls and nearly deep-throated him. I sat up and watched them in fascination, their lust driving my own. I felt Samara’s hand on my cock, and I turned to see her wipe up my pre-come and press it to her tongue. She shot me a sly look and grabbed my cock with determination. I lunged for her massive tits, and took one of her rubbery black nipples into my mouth, sucking hard. She gasped again and pulled my head against her flabby tits. Her hand jacked me off aggressively. We slid around in our positions, and I soon found myself lying on my back across her lap with her tit in my mouth, while her hand pulled on my cock. I felt another hand on my balls, and broke from Sam’s tits to see Rick kneeling and fondling my scrotum. Marina was caressing Rick’s back and staring in fascination. I sat up to stare and Rick’s slender but clearly masculine hands on my genitals. Samara let go of my prick and it slapped noisily against my stomach. She shifted over away from me on the couch. Marina walked around Rick and approached Samara. I couldn’t see well as it was behind me, but I figured out that Marina was straddling Samara and they were kissing passionately, their large breasts smashed against each other, skin against skin.

I turned back to Rick, who had taken over where Samara left off, and was slowly sliding his fist up and down my cock. I slid my left leg off the couch and my toes found his cock in midair. He looked up at me. He let go. I slid further down the sofa. He stood and lay on top of me. Our cocks jammed together as his mouth found me. I was slightly uncomfortable, but lust far outweighed any second thoughts. I let his kiss land, and when his tongue emerged, it found its way into my mouth with little difficulty. It was so strange to feel stubble against my face as we kissed tentatively. It lasted a few minutes, but I began to give myself to the moment. We broke away and both of us looked above us to see what the girls were up to.

Samara had bent Marina over facing away from her, and Sam sat comfortably while she lapped away at Marina’s pussy. Marina’s tits hung pendulous and she grasped her knees to keep balance. She was fighting to not fall over from the odd position and blinding stimulation to her clit. Sam was also playing with her own nipples while she licked and sucked, her massive sagging black breasts sitting on her own knees.

Rick and I shared a humorous look over the spectacle of lesbian lust happening a foot away. He climbed off me and stood at my head. I slid down further to the end of the sectional. He knelt on the sofa and his cock dangled above my face. His hairless crotch looked so smooth in the blue TV light. I reach up and wrapped my fingers around his dick. I pulled it towards my mouth, albeit with some apprehension. He moved with me, and soon his balls were against my forehead, then my nose. Finally they landed against my lips. This nearly hairless sack hung heavy against my face. I opened my mouth and they fell in. I immediately started to suck gently, while my hand stroked his cock. His thighs surrounded my head, muffling my hearing, but I think I heard him groan loudly. He leaned forward to play with my cock and balls, balancing himself with another hand on the sofa back.

I heard my wife come loudly in the background and I felt the sofa move as she undoubtedly rocked herself against Samara’s face. My tongue explored Rick’s balls and my hand his cock. I could smell his ass not far away, but it smelled clean with only the faintest trace of the ass smell I so closely associate with my own butthole. He continued to jerk on my pecker, and I fought the desire to come. He sat up slightly to get my dick into his mouth. I used the moment to spit out his nuts and pull his pecker into my mouth. I was fully into this now. He moaned, but with my cock in his mouth it was more of a vibration that I could feel. It felt fantastic. I moaned in return, and my lips made his cock vibrate. This led to continued harmonic feedback as Rick and I sucked each other’s cocks. I clearly had a lot to learn and I’m sure he’s had better, but it must have been good enough. He started to fuck my mouth, and it was all I could do not to gag on his stiff cock as it slid back into my throat. Yes, I clearly wasn’t very good at this.

For my part, I started fucking his mouth. He clearly did know what he was doing, and I’d be hard pressed to say I’ve ever had a better blowjob. As he sucked and licked, he parted my thighs and my butt cheeks and started to toy with my anus. I squealed onto his cock, not from discomfort so much as the shock of a new sensation. It felt very bizarre, but fantastic. Then I felt something yet altogether different and thrilling. A tongue suddenly arrived on my puckered asshole. I felt the nearby presence of another body near my head and I felt Rick groan extra loudly. I realized the girls were tonguing our assholes while we sucked each other’s cocks. Outstanding. I was trapped by his legs and his cock so I couldn’t tell who was licking whose ass, but at this point it really didn’t matter.

I felt myself getting very near to orgasm, which I was not ready to have just yet. I slapped at his sides furious to get him to stop, and finally the attentions to my cock, balls and ass subsided.

“I don’t wanna cum just yet. I gasped.

“Me neither. Can I fuck your wife? Rick asked nonchalantly. I haven’t fucked a girl in years, nor have I wanted to. But I really want to stick you, Marina.”

Marina laughed loudly and grabbed his hand. They went to the other end of the sofa. I watched them as she sat him down, and then straddled him. He slid easily into her wet vagina, and these two dear friends looked at each other lustily as she slide up and down on his glossy pecker.

“Well then you’d better fuck me, Tiger, Samara growled.

“Hmm, I’d better eat you out one more time, just in case I never get to again, I responded.

Samara’s eyebrow leapt upwards at that. I lay back down and commanded her to sit that beautiful big fat black twat onto my mouth. She obliged, and I was soon back licking at her rubbery folds. She also had the most enormous clit I’d ever seen, so once I found it, it wasn’t easy to lose. I was more methodical this time, and I systematically worked my lips and tongue around her pussy. When I’d hit a good spot, she’d involuntarily press herself against me, and I had to put my hands on her huge, smooth, round ass to make sure I could still breathe.

I heard Marina orgasm atop Rick’s pole a few feet away. Inspired by her, I increased the pace and intensity of my work on Samara’s box, and soon I was rewarded by the low, sultry grunts of her familiar orgasmic strains. She rocked her twat along my face, the slash of her cleft riding along my protruding tongue. She treated me to some additional ejaculatory juices as she finally shuddered her way through her orgasm. Finally she lifted her backside from my face and I breathed in deeply. She smiled down at me hungrily.

“Get that fucking cock in me right now! Samara demanded, almost angrily.

“Yeah, man, fuck her already, Rick and Marina chimed in as they grinded together towards another Marina orgasm.

Samara sat down on the sofa and lifted her meaty thighs, exposing her cunt. It glowed pink in the light of the TV, still blaring gay porn in the background. I sat up, knelt in front of her, and slid my cock right into her hot box. She gulped at the sudden and rather unceremonious entry. I pumped hard and fast, answering her earnest demands for penetration. She dug her nails into my shoulders as I pounded into her, slamming my pubis against her clit. She cried softly with pleasure.

“Oh Jesus, yes, just like that. Unnh, yeah, fuck my pussy! she grunted.

Feeling that my angle of entry and capacity for thrusting power were being limited by my position, I stood up slightly, sliding out of her with a noisy plop. I leaned over her, pulling her legs over my bent knees. I bent down to reinsert myself, and recommenced to fuck my friend Samara. I heard my wife groaning nearby. I glanced over to see that she had turned herself around and was riding Rick’s dick with her back to him, while he stared at us in fascination. Finally he started to come, and he grunted noisily before whimpering as his semen filled my wife’s cunt. She felt him come, and slammed down and grinded herself on him to finish him off.

I felt Samara start to come again, so I sped up my thrusts to meet her. She came hard again, harder than before as I pumped my aching cock into her slippery twat. Finally we both erupted into orgasm. She clutched me tightly to her as I released spasm after spasm, load after load, of hot cum into her. For me, it was a long time coming, what with all the stimulation I’d had so far. This was her third of the night, so it was about time I got to come too.

“Fuck! Samara exclaimed as the disorientation of orgasm died away. I’ve never been fucked like that.”

“Neither have I! Rick blurted. Marina had lifted herself from him, and his crotch was a mess of sticky semen overflow. Marina’s box was in fact dripping with semen, all over the leather sofa. She laughed with embarrassment and reached for the drink napkins that covered the coffee table.

“Um, I think I’m gonna need some of those too, honey, Samara cautioned. I finally pulled out of her, and what seemed like a pint of cum began to ooze from her pink flaps.

Rick sat up and stared at the gooey scene.

“Hmm, let me help. No sense letting good cum go to waste, he quipped.

Rick threw himself into Samara’s crotch, lapping up my cum. Thankfully Samara wasn’t ready for another orgasm, or poor Rick would have been stuck finishing that as well. As it was, he sucked up all the exposed cum, pausing to share a sticky wet kiss with Samara before sitting back down on the sofa.

I collapsed as well, my sticky flaccid cock slapping unceremoniously against my thigh. We all rested for a few minutes, taking in the sheer magic and madness of what we had just done. Finally, I was ready for some refreshment.

“Drink refill, anyone?”

As if on cue, Sam, Rick and Marina all found their drinks and slammed their remaining contents before holding them aloft. We all laughed.

“I’ll take that as a yes. I pried myself from my comfy spot and grabbed my empty glass before retrieving their proffered ones. I made my way to the bar and started mixing drinks. I didn’t bother to ask what anyone wanted. We’re all having rum and coke, I decided.

I returned with drinks and we all sat a moment and sipped our cocktails. The gay porn played on, and we sat in silence for some minutes, taking in more of the all-male action. Eventually, my cock began to reawaken. It stirred slowly, and as it grew erect, it went from being between my legs, climbing up my thigh and finally pointing straight up. Samara was still the closest to me, and she took notice.

“Huh, looks like somebody’s ready for some more! she observed dryly. I smiled sheepishly.

Marina proclaimed drunkenly, Okay, honey. Who or what do you want?”

I looked at my friends. Each of them seemed happy to be involved. I settled my gaze on my wife.

“Will you be hurt if I don’t pick you? I asked tentatively.

“Psshh! You can fuck me anytime you want. This might never happen again!”

Samara looked at me hungrily. Man, this girl loves my cock, I mused to myself. I looked right at Samara, and said a very strange thing.

“Rick, fuck me in the ass. I couldn’t believe I had said that. My face went flush. Without looking at him, I turned and found my drink and took a strong swallow.

“Wow, man, are you sure? I mean, I’d love to, if you really want me to.”

The ladies became quiet. Samara was probably disappointed; my wife was probably in shock.

“Well, if it’s my call, here’s how I’d have it. While Rick’s doing me, you ladies can suck my cock.”

A look of curiosity passed both their faces, and Marina whispered, Uh huh, okay.”

Rick stood up and walked over to me. I breathed deeply.

“So, what works best for this? I have no idea.”

“Well, every time I fuck a guy while two chicks blow him Rick joked. We all giggled.

“Okay, okay. Lemme think. How about if I slouch and put my legs up in the air?”

Before I could finish, Rick grabbed my ankles and pulled. My ass slid noisily along the damp leather seat until it was hanging off the edge. He pushed my legs back against my body so that my anus was completely exposed.

“How bout if I pick up where your wife left off earlier?”

He dropped to his knees and moved his face to my ass. His tongue found my asshole and immediately started working in small circles. I groaned and twitched, but settled back in to his ministrations. Rick expertly tongued my ass, teasing it, pressing against it, lubricating it. He next slid a finger in, which surprised me, but it felt fantastic. I bucked against him and moaned again. His finger worked into me, and soon it felt quite comfortable. Then one finger became two. I bucked again, but settled in. He’s loosening me up, I reasoned to myself as I gave myself anew to his expert stimulation.

When Rick had finally worked a third finger in and my ass was starting to feel overstretched and sore, he stopped and returned his tongue to my now stretched butthole. He was more forthcoming with the saliva lube now, and left a great deal of spit around my ass. Then he stood and thrust his pecker at my mouth. I hungrily accepted it and sucked it as best as I could in my position.

“Lube it up good, Rick beckoned gently. I got the idea and left as much saliva as I could on his stiff cock.

When he was extremely hard and well lubed, he pulled his cock from my drooling mouth and knelt back down. I felt the head of his cock at the entrance of my ass. Involuntarily, my asshole contracted.

“Shhh, relax. Pretend your taking a shit, Rick advised.

I took another deep breath and pushed out like I was trying to crap. The outward relaxation of my sphincter against his cock head felt strange, and he wasted no time exploiting the breach. He inched his slippery cock into my ass, and it took all my concentration not to contract again.

“Yep, that’s it. Keep crapping, keep pushing out, Rick whispered.

I did as I was told, and slowly Rick’s long but blessedly slender cock inched its way up my rectum. Finally, after a few minutes of concentration and teamwork, Rick’s entire length was in my ass. I felt so filled up, and I felt like I had to shit!

“Okay, ladies, let’s get this guy off, Rick said. He lowered my legs against his hips so that Marina and Samara could get to my now slightly shrunken pecker. I deduced that the blood supply that kept me hard must have been diverted to the crisis happening in my rear end. I felt slightly embarrassed, and then remembered I was being ass-fucked for the first time.
Samara leaned over and Marina came around to the other side. They cooed lovingly as they fondled my half-hard pecker. Rick was not yet thrusting, which was just fine. I was just trying to adjust the current state of affairs. Finally Marina leaned in and put my dick in her mouth, her tongue prodding me towards a full erection. It didn’t take long, and as my cock stiffened to aching new proportions, I felt the tension on my ass relax a bit. I wasn’t sure of the physiology of the whole thing, but it started to feel really good all over.

Samara leaned in to join, and the two gals traded licking and sucking my cum-encrusted pole. Finally Rick started his movements, and while at first a bit uncomfortable, as I concentrated on my dual blowjob and relaxed my anus, his thrusts started to feel quite nice. Soon he was moving with confidence and while always gentle, the thrusts became increasingly faster and more demanding. The ladies, meanwhile, were working wonders on my cock. I laughed to myself. To think I’m getting blown by two beautiful ladies and it’s mostly to distract me from the cock in my ass, I mused.

Somewhere along the way, Rick and I hit our stride, and his pumping was met with my own bucking. The gals were turned on by this, and really started working my cock over, each vying for the salty spray that would eventually emerge. Rick pumped hard, and it felt truly amazing.

“Jesus, Rick. Oh, man. Yeah, fuck my ass, I managed. I pulled Marina’s head down hard on my cock and she deep-throated, nearly gagging but controlling herself.

Rick was starting to look distracted, and I realized he was going to come soon. I decided to egg him on.

“Yeah, Rick, fuck my ass and come in it. Dump your cum in my ass, I challenged. He didn’t need much.

I watched him start to convulse and as he grunted, I felt the most remarkable sensation deep in my colon. This warm penetrating feeling of his spurting cum flooding my ass was truly bizarre, and Rick began his telltale whimpering as he pumped spurt after spurt into my butt.

The sensation was amazing, and that combined with expert cock sucking from Samara and my wife sent me over the edge. I bucked hard against Rick, then thrust myself up and into whoever’s mouth happened to be on it at the time. I opened my eyes and realized it was my wife, and she hungrily sucked at my emerging cum. She moaned loudly, and Samara jealously pulled my pecker from her mouth. A spurt shot high into the air before Sam could get my cock into her mouth to milk out the rest of my load. I closed my eyes again and enjoyed my orgasm and they girls fought over the salty cum that had now slowed to a dribble.

Quite suddenly, Rick pulled himself out of my ass. He grabbed my cock from the quarreling gals and dropped his face right onto it, catching the last dribbles of my gravy. I was now twitching from over-stimulation, and pulled my spent cock from Rick’s mouth. I was done.

Samara apparently was not. She moved Rick aside and knelt down between my knees. She pushed my knees up and began licking at the errant cum that had started to dribble from my well-used asshole. I shuddered again, but it did feel good. I let her finish. Finally she withdrew and collapsed back onto the sofa beside me, smacking her lips noisily. Marina started caressing my shaking thighs tenderly. Rick sat on the floor in front of me, laid his arms across my knees and rested his head on his arms.

The four of us sat in exhaustion and disbelief for some time. The tape had ended, and in fact had automatically rewound itself. The screen was blank blue. I fell asleep shortly thereafter.

I awoke with a start, unaware of where I was. I found myself on the sectional, next to my wife. We were both still nude, with a blanket covering us. I looked around and saw Rick lying atop Samara’s large frame, his head resting on her enormous pillow-like breasts. They had a blanket as well, but were clearly still nude underneath.

The next morning, I awoke with a nasty hangover and a very sore ass. Rick had left shortly before, and Marina had helped him pack all his stuff back up.

“I’m taking a shower, honey, Marina croaked, her lovely naked body standing at the bottom of the stairs.

“Uh huh, I managed. I heard her ascend the staircase, and then the water running moments later.

I lifted my head again and found Samara’s form still lying across the other leg of the sectional. She slumbered on, oblivious to the start of the day. I dragged myself upright, and put a hand to my head in response to the rush of blood and the subsequent hangover headache. I stretched and remembered my tender asshole.

I should have been sexually exhausted, but seeing Sam’s slightly opened mouth and hearing her soft breathing, my cock stirred. What the hell, I muttered, possibly aloud. I stood and walked over to her. I put the tip of my semi-erect cock against her lips. She awakened halfway, but her mouth opened and her tongue emerged against the underside of my peter. She moaned softly. Her hand emerged from the blanket and it landed on my butt cheek. She gently pulled me into her mouth. By the time the water stopped running, I was emptying myself into Samara’s warm, wet mouth.

“Now, do I have time to make you come before she finishes drying her hair? I said dryly, while my hands lifted her heavy leg, and the distinctive smell of her sex rushed at my senses. I heard the hair dryer whir as I buried my face one last time into Samara’s slippery cunt.

Even though this story is titled “Amy’s Ardent Boyfriend” the story is not about Amy. It’s about me, years before I met Amy.
While this is about my “sisters” Sandy, Susan, and me, they’re really not my sisters in the genetic sense. I am a stepbrother; they however, are real sisters. We had been raised together for most of our lives. We are still on good terms and Sandy, even now is writing a story to be published by “Intimate Confessions” sometime in the future; watch for it!
Both girls now reside on the West Coast and although I hope Amy and I can have an “Intimate Encounter” with them sometime in the future, it may be a while as both girls are now married with kids. We still talk on the phone and have had some pretty hair raising phone sex, but travel, is expensive and except for Bob, we are all people of limited means. Amy and I count ourselves lucky to have been able to travel to Park City last summer where we met Bob.
One last word about the story content. Out of every twenty-five or thirty women, there is one or two who discharge a forceful stream of liquid when they climax after extreme arousal. I have been fortunate enough to meet and sleep with several in my lifetime. Susan and Sandra are both such women and so is Amy. As a matter of fact
when I made this happy discovery with Amy, it sort of closed the deal on our relationship. Icing on the cake you might say.
What I am trying to get around to saying that this trait is not involved with “Water sports” or “Golden Showers.” Although I personally have nothing against these and even more perverted practices as you will soon discover once you get past my rambling bullshit and into the heart of the story, the girls in this story aren’t pissing, they’re coming.
Long before I met Amy, I became addicted to watching and being watched.
When I was younger, still living at home with my parents, I slept in a room that was directly next to both of my sisters, a common door connected our rooms, but it remained closed most of the time.
Every once in a while, when I could not sleep, I would knock on the door and talk with them. There was nothing going on, I would simply sit on the floor between their beds and talk about stuff.
Now my sisters were not unattractive, but I never thought about it one way or the other. Susan had shoulder length jet-black hair and a nice little figure. She was petite, maybe 5 foot 2. I still can’t understand bra sizes, so I can’t say what size her breasts were, but they were proportionate to her height and weight.
Sandy, who was a year older, was two or three inches taller, also very pretty with blonde, brown hair that fell to the middle of her back. Again, her figure was about normal. She had (and still has) a great smile.
Well, the whole thing started late one night when I awoke from one of those dreams that you can’t remember exactly, but it left me painfully erect. Usually I would simply have masturbated, but for some reason, I lay there in the dark tingling, letting my erection subside.
Our parents were on a weekend church retreat and they had left the three of us at home alone to shift for ourselves. The house was silent and dark without them. Our parents were notorious night owls and the quiet was almost oppressive.
After tossing and turning for some time, I got up and knocked lightly on their door, I heard Sandy say softly, “Come in.” I opened the door and walked in and sat between their beds.
Sandy was the only one awake, so we talked about this and that for some time. Eventually the conversation turned to our love lives, or lack of same.
I confessed that my last girlfriend had said I was a lousy kisser when she dumped me.
“You a lousy kisser, I don’t believe it!”
Well, that’s what she said,” I replied
“I still don’t believe it,” she said, rolling over so her face was near mine.
“Try me,” she said.
“What?”
“Give me a kiss,” I’ll give you my impartial opinion as a girl.
“This is kind of weird,” I said
“I insist, if you’re a lousy kisser, I’ll tell you.”
I moved closer and said, “OK, but you have to promise to be honest.”
I leaned closer and our lips met, I gave her a brotherly peck and pulled back.
“That’s no good” she fumed, “if you kissed Christine like that, I can see why she dumped you.”
“You’re my sister,” I said, “It’s different.”
“Bullshit,” she replied, “If you want my opinion, then you’re going to have to give me a kiss.”
“OK,” I said, “but this is really weird.”
I leaned toward her and this time when our mouths met we really kissed. I felt her lips part and her tongue slipping into my mouth and I kissed her back with real feeling. The kiss may have lasted thirty seconds or so, but when we broke off, something entirely unexpected had happened to me; I got an erection.
Not only that, but it was the kind of raging boner that boys get when they first kiss a girl, I was grateful for the darkened bedroom as I sat down, eager to hide the embarrassing truth that I had become sexually aroused kissing my sister.
“Well, how did I do?” I asked.
“You could use some work, but you’re definitely in the ball-park, Christine is a retard.”
I sat in the darkness with my hard on thankfully subsiding talking about this and that until we returned again to the subject of our lack of romance.
Sandy lamented being without a boyfriend for so long, then she said, “I guess I’ll just have continue rubbing off and going without.”
I was shocked. Our talks had never gone in that direction before and I wasn’t sure what to say to that.
I mumbled something about being in the same boat, my cheeks flushing.
Sandy leaned over and whispered, “What do you think about?”
“What do you mean what do I think about?” I asked
Lowering her voice even more, she said, “You know, when you’re masturbating.”
“I don’t know, just stuff, you know girls, my old girlfriend, Christine, you know, stuff”
“Do you think about making out with Christine?” she asked.
“Sometimes,” I replied.
Sandy lowered her voice slightly, “Do you imagine doing stuff with her that you guys never really got around to trying?”
“Yeah, how’d you know?”
“Because it’s pretty much the same with me, I think about stuff I wished I’d done or stuff that he wanted to do that I wouldn’t do and wished I had done it.
Then I asked, “What else do you think about?”
She replied, taking her time, “Well sometimes I think about the guys who look at me at the pool.”

“What does that do?” I asked, not really understanding what she meant.
“You’re not a girl, so you might not understand, but when I see some guy looking at me, sometimes it’s very arousing. I’ll think about what that guy would do if he could see me naked and what I’d do if he could watch me.”
The conversation was having a real effect on me as I sat on the floor and I realized that the erection inside my boxers was returning with a vengeance. I was also feeling a curious freedom in this development. I knew that Sandy couldn’t see me.
“I had quite a dream just before I came in here,” I said.
“What was it about?” Sandy asked.
“I can’t really remember,” I said, “but when I woke up I was as hard as a rock.”
I heard a catch in Sandy’s voice as she asked, “Did you jack off?”
“No, I just let it go away.
“I had a dream like that a couple nights ago,” Sandy said
I said nothing and she continued, “I dreamed that I was with my old boyfriend and we were both at his house in his room making out like we used to do, except this time his sister was watching.”
“That sounds like a pretty hot dream, were you dressed or what.”
“It was really nasty. She was just sitting on the couch fully dressed in a skirt and a blouse, watching at first,” Sandy said, “After a while, I looked over and she was squeezing her legs together and rocking back and forth on the couch while I gave her brother a hand job.”
My dick was throbbing as I continued to ask Sandy more and more explicit questions.
“Was he touching your pussy?” I asked.
There was a catch in Sandy’s voice as she replied, “Yes, I felt like such a slut.”
“What happened then?” I asked
I heard Sandy shift on the bed and was unable to resist touching my hard cock which was leaking a little as she replied, “She started to talk to us, she said, “Sandy, you’re such a slut, keep on jacking him off.”
In the darkness, I heard my sister’s uneven breathing as she concluded lamely, “That’s it, then I woke up.”
There were a few moments of silence and then Sandy said, “When I woke up I was so hot, I wanted to finish the dream, I mean, my nipples were tingling and I just felt like I was going to jump out of my skin.”
A few more moments of silence and then she asked, “Does it bother you, I mean talking about my nipples and all?” she asked.
“No,” I said, “I kind of like it.”
“I don’t want you to think I’m weird or anything, but talking about like this is actually making me feel sort of aroused,” she said.
“It is?”
“Yeah, it kind of really is, as a matter of fact my nipples are actually kind of hard right now.”
“They are?”
“Yeah, as a matter of fact, they are.”
I gathered up my courage and said, “I’m kind of glad to hear that, because I’ve gotten kind of hard sitting here myself, I’m glad that I’m not alone.”
In the dark I heard her whisper back, “I can assure you that you aren’t alone.”
I digested that and then I said, “Actually, I’m more than just a little hard, I can’t believe that this is making me so horny.”
I heard her take a breath and then she whispered, To tell the truth, after we finish talking, after you go back to your room, I’m going to have some unfinished business to take care of.”
“I guess I will too.” I replied.
“Rick?”
“Yes”
“How hard is your dick right now?”
I reached down and gingerly felt my cock.
“It’s sticking up and making a tent in my boxers, the tip is leaking and it feels about as hard as it can get, how turned on are you?”
I heard her slide her hand under her covers, there was a moments silence and then she said, “I’m really slippery, my clit is standing up and tingling and my nipples are so hard they hurt.”
“Oh man, that’s really hot, I think my dick just got harder hearing you say that.”
“She said, Wait a second,” I heard her hand slide under the covers again, this time for a longer period and then she said, “My cunt just got wetter too.”
I hesitated for a second and then I said, “If I was alone in my room right now, I’d be jacking off.”
“Me too,” she said and then she asked, “What’s the nastiest thing you’ve ever thought about?”
I hesitated for a moment, and then I said, “Do you remember last summer when you and Susan spent all that time tanning in the backyard?”
I wasn’t sure, but it seemed that Sandy’s voice was a bit uneven when she said, “Yes, we did that almost every day.”
“Well, once you were laying on a towel with the straps to your top off and Susan was rubbing oil on your back, I don’t know why, but I got really excited seeing that.”
“Did you jack off?”
“Um, yes.”
“Did you think about me and Suzy naked?”
“Yes, I imagined that I was rubbing oil on your legs and I slowly worked my way up and you were letting me and Suzy was watching, rubbing oil all over herself and then she came over and started rubbing oil; on my cock.
“Oh, Jeez, that’s hot,” Sandy whispered, “Did you rub lotion on your cock and imagine that we were doing it to you?”
“Yes, I did”
She was silent for a few moments and then she said, “I like it that you were watching us.” I heard her shift in bed again and then she said, “This conversation is really getting to me, I feel like rubbing my clit even though you’re sitting right here”
I said, “Well maybe we should stop talking like this, I mean, we can’t do anything about it.”

“I know,” she said, “but it’s kind of too bad that we can’t help each other out somehow.”
“What could we do?” I asked, “I mean, we’re related.”
Almost as if she hadn’t heard me, she continued, “Talking isn’t doing and this is kind of fun.”
A few more seconds passed and then I asked, “Did you really like being watched?”
“Well, I didn’t know you were watching us at the time, but it’s exciting thinking of you looking at my body.”
Sandy shifted in her bed again and said, “If we keep talking, we’re going to wake Susan up.”
“I guess you’re right” I said, “I’m going to get up and go back to my room, but you’ve got to turn and face the wall when I do.”
“Why?” Sandy asked innocently.
“Because I am so turned on and it’s not fair that you see me like this when I can’t hide it and since you’re covered up I can’t see anything.”
“I’ll make you a deal,” she said, “I’ll pull down the covers so you can see me and we can walk to your room together. You turn on your desk lamp, we both can look at each other as long as we want. I’ll come back here and you can go on to bed and we’ll both know what’s going on in the other room, but we won’t have done anything we’ll really regret.”
I didn’t say anything and she continued, “I mean we aren’t perverts or anything, but there’s no harm in looking and anyway we I’m not naked or anything, but I’ll bet you still like what you see”
“All right,” I said, getting to my feet.
I heard her slide the covers down and she stood up. In the darkness, I could barely make out her shape, but I was close enough to smell the soap in her hair. As we walked toward the door that separated our rooms, she took my hand in hers and that simple act sent waves of excitement coursing through my body.
We passed through the door and she shut it behind her.
“I don’t want the light to wake up Suzy,” she said as she groped toward my desk.
I heard the light click and even though it was a low watt bulb, it seemed very bright. Sandy turned around and faced me.
“Well, what do you think?” she asked.
She was wearing an oversized mans shirt that had been through the wash many, many times. Her cheeks were flushed and I could see her nipples clearly outlined through the material of the shirt. It was unbuttoned far enough for me to be able to see her cleavage. The shirt fell halfway down her legs, which were smooth and slightly tan from the summer.
“Wow” I replied, “You’re really pretty, I can’t understand why your love life is sucking.”
“Doesn’t that hurt?” she giggled, pointing at the tent in my boxers.
“A little,” I admitted.
“Why don’t you get into bed and take your underpants off?” she asked, “I’ll shut off the light when I leave.

I didn’t have to be asked twice. Standing there like that was very exciting, but it was also a little embarrassing in a way and sort of painful. What I didn’t know that as soon as I was in bed and I slid the boxers off, the sheer feeling of freedom would triple my excitement.
My cock sprang free and was standing as rigid as a pole when Sandy knelt by the bed and said, “Do you want to talk some more?”
“If you do”
“Do you want me to turn out the light while we do” she asked.
“OK,” I said, go ahead.
“First, you’ve got to look at me,” she said.
“I am looking at you”
“No,” she said, “I mean like this.
She stood up and unbuttoned her shirt slowly until it was hanging open, exposing part of her soft breasts. She then hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down until they were on the middle of her thighs. With her fingers, she parted her labia and stepped up next to the bed, about a foot away.
As she stood motionless, I could see that she was very wet. Her lips were swollen and red and as I watched a slow drip of clear liquid fell onto the crotch of her panties.
It seemed like forever that she stood there and then she pulled her panties up and re-buttoned her shirt. She turned toward the desk and clicked the lamp off, plunging the room into darkness.
Then she knelt beside the bed again and whispered, “Did you like what you saw.”
I was speechless for a moment and then I said, “Oh yes, you are so beautiful.”
“I’ll bet you’re really feeling nasty now,” She said in an uneven voice, “I know I am.”
“Oh man,” I said I am so horny now I just want to get off.”
“Me too,” she whispered in my ear.
I felt her sweet breath on my cheek as she continued, “Do you know what I’m going to do when I go back in my room?”
“I can guess,” I said.
“I’m going to take off this shirt and my panties and rub my pussy, I’m not even going to pull the covers over me, do you know why?”
“Why,” I gasped
“Because I want Suzy to wake up and see what I’m doing.”
My cock gave a lurch and began to dribble pre come under the covers. Almost with a will of it’s own. My hand gently touched it and slid the head around on the palm of my hand.
Her lips actually touched my ear as she breathed excitedly, “Sometimes we do it in front of each other, Suzy and me.” I heard slippery sounds coming from her and I realized that she was touching herself.
“What are you doing?” I gasped
“Being a slut,” she whispered, I need to stop rubbing my slippery cunt right now and go back in my room and I will in just a second, I just want to talk a little longer.”
I slid my hand up and down my cock slowly, making a discernible wet noise, I didn’t care, I couldn’t help myself.
“You’re doing it too, aren’t you?” she said.
“Just a little,” I said, “we’d better cool it, I’m so horny, I’m liable to do anything.”
“Me too,” she said, removing her hand from her pussy, “See, I’m stopping.”
Releasing my aching member, I asked, “Do you guys really do it in front of each other?”
“We have,” she said, “I woke up one night and she was going at it, you know, rubbing her clit. I went into the bathroom and got myself off. Later we talked about it and agreed that it was really no big deal, so now sometimes we….do what you and I’ve been doing.”
“But you’re both girls,” I said, “doesn’t it seem….weird?”
“Actually, it’s pretty hot, we talk to each other like you and I are…and we show off for each other.”

“How?” I asked
“We play games, model nightclothes, flash each other, sometimes we take a couple of hours before we get around to rubbing off. Sometimes we just lay in bed talking and rubbing. Sometimes we go in the bathroom and watch each other cream.”
“What kind of games do you play,” I asked, my hand returning to my rigid prick. Without consciously being aware of it, I was again gently teasing my cock as we whispered in the night.
“We have this game,” Sandy whispered “called look, but don’t touch where one of us tells the nastiest story we can come up with and the other has to say what she thinks of the story, but we can’t touch ourselves until the one telling the story says” so. For example, I might tell Suzy that she can play with herself while she counts to ten, but when she reaches 10, she has to stop.
In the darkness, the sound of my hand sliding up and down my wet dick could be heard from under the covers, I heard Sandy catch her breath and then she said, “You’re playing with your cock again, aren’t you?”
“I can’t help it, thinking about you and Suzy.”
Sandy whispered, “Why don’t you do it while you count to 10 and then I’ll take a turn.”
“Oh yes,” I whispered back and started counting, my hand moving freely faster and faster. It was beating a rhythm on the blanket that covered me. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to stop at 10, but I felt Sandy’s hand on top of the covers halting my march toward the Promised Land.
“Stop, stop, now it’s my turn” she hissed.
“I’m taking my underpants off, she said. I felt her stand up and her slide them off and then she was kneeling next to me, her face close to mine.
“OK,” she whispered, I’m doing it now” and she started counting as I heard her hand making very slippery sounds.
I could hear her as she gasped out the numbers and when she reached ten she whimpered and said, “I’m so close to creaming all over like a slut.”
She reached under the covers. I felt her soft hand on my rigid cock and I heard her gasp as she resumed masturbating herself.
Across the room, we heard the door open, Sandy’s hand froze on my shaft and then quickly withdrew.
Susan stood framed in the door wearing a pair of boxer shorts and an oversized T-shirt.
“What’re you guys doing?” she asked sleepily.
Sandy was always a quicker thinker than I was, she replied, “Just talking, are you having a hard time sleeping too?”
Susan walked in and sat down next to Sandy and said, “Yeah, what are you guys talking about?”
“Just school and stuff, you know the usual”
“Well, the conversation must have gone downhill since you left the room,” Suzy said quietly.
Sandy stuttered, “I, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Even in the darkened room, I could feel her face flushing.

“Let me spell it out for you,” Suzy said in the same quiet voice, “I woke up just a little while before you came in here, you were talking about looking at each other and how you weren’t perverts. The last thing I heard was you really weren’t going to do anything to each other and you’ve been gone for over a half-hour. What gives?”
“Nothing,” Sandy lied, “I let Rick look at me, I looked at him, then he got into bed and we’ve been talking ever since.”
“Talking about what?” Suzy said in the same deadpan voice.
“You know, stuff.” Sandra said.

“I’ll bet you were talking about sex, Suzy said.
“Well, yes, some,” Sandy replied.
“After so long, I just came over to make sure that talking was all you guys were doing was, I didn’t want things to get out of hand.”
“We were just talking” Sandy said, somewhat sulkily.
“How about you Rick,” Suzy said, “Have you been stricken speechless?”
“No,” I croaked, “It’s like Sandra said, we’ve just been sitting here talking.” My hard on, by now was just a distant memory and I knew that the giant orgasm I had been approaching was going to be a non-event. Despite any games they might play in private, Suzy seemed to mean business.
We sat for a minute or two in the darkness and then Suzy said, “Rick, did you really have fantasies about us sunbathing?”
Sandy cleared her throat and said, “It sounds like you were listening for a little longer that you said.”
“I was,” Suzy said, “It sounded like you guys were both going to be over here screwing like a couple of perverts, I mean the conversation was pretty leading, don’t you think?”
“We weren’t over here screwing,” Sandra said angrily.
“I mean,” Suzy continued, “I can understand talking dirty and even getting turned on. When Rick admitted to masturbating over me, I felt like….well, really aroused.”
“Well, maybe we got a little carried away,” Sandy said, “but we certainly weren’t over here fucking”

“Well, what were you doing?” Suzy said, “The truth this time.”
I cleared my throat and said, “We were masturbating, Sandy let me look at her and we were taking turns masturbating.” Underneath the covers, my long lost boner began to revive itself.
“That’s better,” Suzy said, “Everyone does it once in a while and I guess there’s nothing wrong if you guys want to do it together, but someone should watch to see that things don’t get out of hand.”
Suzy shifted her position slightly and continued, “I mean if Rick is imagining me rubbing oil all over my breasts while I watch him stroke his dick; that’s just hot. It
seems kind of stupid for me to be laying in bed alone rubbing my vagina while I imagine him watching me, don’t you think so?”
Suzy continued, her voice becoming husky, “I think you guys should go on and finish what you started, I’ll just stay to make sure that things don’t get carried away.”
There was an awkward silence, neither Sandy or I knew what to say to her offer, finally Sandy said, “What, you want to supervise us?”
“Sort of,” Suzy replied, “I could tell you each where to sit and how long to do it and make sure that nothing bad happened.”
By now it was becoming apparent that Suzy had entered the room as aroused as we both were, she just wasn’t willing to be honest with herself about her feelings. I was willing to bet that if the lights had been on, I would have seen a flushed and very aroused young woman in front of me pretending to be some kind of sexual lifeguard.
“OK,” Sandy said, “What do you want us to do?”
“First, I want to talk to each of you alone in the bathroom for a minute, so I can make sure you aren’t too aroused to follow instructions and then we can work together to get you both off without Rick sliding his stiff dick anywhere it shouldn’t go.”
Suzy stood up and said, “You first, Sandy.”
They walked into the attached bathroom and shut the door, under the door, I saw the light come on. Under the covers, I gingerly touched my aching boner and wondered if I would ever really get the relief I craved with all my heart. My hand began to move up and down. The light under the door went out. The door opened and Sandra emerged and said, “Go on in, I’ll wait for you two, don’t take too long or I’ll start without you.” As I approached the door Sandra said, “Hey, I really mean that part about starting without you.”
I stepped inside and shut the door. I started to grope for the light when I heard Suzy say, “Leave the light off for just now.
In the darkness, I heard her voice, “Are you naked?”
“I’ve got a T shirt on.”

“Take it off”
I pulled the shirt over my head and as I did, I felt her approach me.
“Do you really think about me when you’re jacking off.”
“Sometimes,” I admitted.
“Have you ever thought about kissing me?”
Before I had a chance to answer, her arms went around my neck and I felt her soft lips on mine. Our mouths opened and we stood kissing in the pitch-blackness. She was standing on tiptoes to reach my mouth and one hand crept down and grasped my hard member
We kissed for a minute or so while she gently touched my bouncing erection, causing indescribable sensations to course through my body. Without thinking, I attempted to slip my hands inside her boxers.
She pushed me away, we were both breathing hard.
“It’s not that I’m not excited,” she said, gasping for breath, “It’s just that someone needs to keep her head while we take care of this situation, look at me.”
She reached over and flipped on the light.
It took me a second to get used to the brightness. As soon as my eyes adjusted and I was able to quit blinking, I looked at her.
She was flushed and still breathing hard, her black hair was dishevelled and her nipples were outlined clearly against the fabric of the tight T-shirt she was wearing. I could smell her extreme arousal in the small, close room.
She took a step closer and looking up at me, she said, “My pussy is just as wet and swollen as Sandra’s.” I reached toward her and she blocked my hand, “No, you don’t have to check it for yourself, you’ll have to take my word.”
She stepped back, “The main difference between Sandy and me is that I have self discipline.”
Absentmindedly she bounced my aching cock in her hand as she continued, “We’re going to go out there and Sandy is going to come like a slut right in front of both of us. I have no doubt that you will squirt all over her while she’s doing it. You won’t care who’s watching, you’ll just do it.”
Her bouncing was causing tingles to move over my entire body and I reflected that if she didn’t stop pretty soon I would be squirting in her hand right here in the bathroom. I gritted my teeth and willed myself not to squirt as she continued, “The difference between me and you two is that I have self discipline. I would never consider coming like a common slut just because my slippery cunt is throbbing. Let it drip, I’m not a slave to my passion. When you get out there I’m going to show you how a nice girl behaves when her clitoris is throbbing and sticking out of her cunt like mine is right now. You can be sure that I will take my aching pussy back to my own bed and cream in private after you two have done what you have to.”
She stopped bouncing my dick in her hand and turned the light back off. In the darkness, I heard her voice again, “We’d better get out there, If I know Sandy, she’s already acting like a slut.”
She opened the door and we both walked out.
The desk lamp was on and Sandy was lying in the bed covered up. Her knees were raised, her eyes were closed and from beneath the slightly moving covers, came the unmistakable sound of a slippery pussy meeting an urgent hand.
Susan made it to the bed in three strides. She pulled the covers off of Sandy who was pinching one nipple as she rubbed herself. She didn’t even stop, instead she whimpered, “Please, let me finish, I’m so close.”
Susan reached down and pulled Sandy’s hand from her cunt. Looking at me, she said, “See what I mean, she doesn’t care, she just wants to cream, no matter who’s watching.”
“Both of you, sit on the side of the bed” Susan ordered.
Slowly Sandy swung her legs over sat on the side of my bed, I sat down beside her. I realized that she was naked, like me. The only person in the room who was wearing anything was Suzy.
I sat beside Sandy, my hard cock sticking out and dripping clear pre sperm on my leg as we listened to Susan lecture us.

“The reason, Sandy turned on the lamp is because she is incapable of self control. She wanted us to come out here and catch her acting like the little slut she is. She wanted to be sure we knew that she was masturbating while we were in the bathroom talking.
Sandy said nothing, but sat with her legs primly together. I imagined her as I had seen her so many times sitting in a blouse and short skirt with her legs in the same modest position. I was realizing that I would never really be able to look at her the same way in the future, when Susan spoke to her again.
“Did you want us to see you masturbating Sandra?”
“Yes,” she said in a low urgent voice, thick with excitement “I can’t help it, I am so horny now, I want you both to see everything.”
“You wanted Rick to see you naked, didn’t you?”
“Oh yes.”
“Did your cunt feel good while you were playing with it Sandra?”
“Oh yes, it felt so good.”
I’ll bet you’d like to play with it some more, wouldn’t you?”
“Please, yes.”
“How about you Rick, want to jack off with Sandy here?”
I nodded
“Both of you can jack off until I tell you to stop.”
I reached down and grasped my slippery dick that had been leaking fluid for some time and began to stroke it. Beside me, Sandy was making little circles in her wet pussy and whimpering. One hand went to a breast and began to cup it. My tempo picked up a little.
Susan stood watching us for a while. A bright red flush crept up her neck and colored her cheeks and I could hear her breathing becoming ragged and uneven.
Susan spoke to Sandy, “So, what are you doing Sandy?”
Sandy replied in a shaking voice, “Playing.”
Susan said, a little sharply, I know you’re playing, but what are you playing with?”
“I’m playing with my cunt, I’m playing with my wet slut cunt, is that what you wanted to hear?” Sandy said, her hand speeding up quite a bit.
“It excites you to talk to us while you’re acting like a slut doesn’t it?” Susan asked her.
“Oh yes, I want to talk about it while Rick jacks his hard cock off beside me, I want to tell Rick that I’ve rubbed off about him before, I’ve imagined him fucking me, I’ve wanted him to look at me. thought about it.wanted, umm to feel so good in front of him.” Her hand moved faster and faster, she looked over at me breathing raggedly, her eyes half closed, watching my hand move faster and faster as we both moved closer to our orgasms.
Susan spoke sharply, “I think you’ve both gone far enough, time for a break,” when we both kept stroking ourselves, she said in a louder voice, “I really mean it you guys, Stop!”
I unwillingly relinquished my grip on my cock. Beside me Sandy kept masturbating, her hand moving faster and faster, her body began to arch foreword as she approached an unmistakable orgasm. She was sobbing now and muttering, “Just a little more, oh please, just a little, don’t make me stop now….”
Sandy stepped over and heartlessly pulled her hand away from her wet and swollen cunt and speaking sharply said, “I said enough!”
Sandy collapsed into a pile of disappointment as Susan spoke. “This is what I’m talking about, being a slut, being a slave to your lust, I wish you could learn from me.”
Susan continued, “When I’m dripping wet and I feel I can’t take another second without acting like a whore, I discipline my pussy and make it do what I want.”
Pulling down her boxers for the first time, she exposed her cunt. Her pubic hair was jet black, like the hair on her head. Even from where I sat with my aching boner jutting out in front of me, I could see her swollen lips and, as a matter of fact, I could see her clit sticking out. She sort of duck walked over to us, keeping her boxers from falling down her legs until she stood in front of us and said, “See how hot and wet watching you two sluts has made my pussy?”
Sandy sat in wretched silence, squeezing her legs together. I could hear her pussy making liquid sounds as her thighs clenched and unclenched. My own cock was so hard it hurt and it stuck out in front of me as rigid as a board. We said nothing.
Susan continued speaking, “When I’m this aroused, I suppose it would be simple to rub myself until I cream like both of you are doing, I mean I know how to rub off. It’s not like I don’t know how to relieve my throbbing cunt.”
I noticed that her voice had taken on a husky tone and she seemed to be relishing saying the dirty words as she displayed herself before us. One hand crept down and parted the swollen lips and a finger began to tease her clit.
As she played with herself, she continued speaking, “I’m not really masturbating myself like you two, I’m just showing you both that I am capable of playing with my own dripping pussy, just like a common slut.”
Her voice began to become unsteady as she continued doing this in front of us, “I have to prove to you that I do think about hard cocks squirting hot come all over me,” the pace of her hand increased, “I think you should know, Rick, that in the privacy of my own bed, I’ve thought about you over here squirting in the air, I’ve pictured you watching me…. um doing this, squirting all over…um in my mouth….all over my tits….oh….oh, no, I can’t…umm do this…if I don’t stop….it feels so nice….having you both watch….makes me feel like showing off….letting you both see me….no, I can’t let this happen.”
She stopped and then she slapped her pussy, hard.
“I will not allow myself to be a slut in front of you”
She slapped it again,
She whimpered and slapped it again
A sob escaped her mouth as she slapped it again
Then a series of light slaps and another whimper.
A hard slap and then she was desperately rubbing herself again, her hand moving almost in a blur. With a choking sob, she pulled her hand away, turned her back to us and inhaled a shuddering breath.
A moment later, she regained her composure and turned to face us. She pulled her boxers up and in a shaking voice said, “I hope you don’t think for a single second that I was going to let myself cream in front of a couple of perverts like you both.”
We said nothing. Sandy was still flexing and unflexing her thighs and my cock was harder than it had ever been in my life. As I watched a drop of pre come emerged from the top and rolled down the shaft, which was already shiny from my extreme excitement.
Susan spoke again. “Rick, there may be some hope for you. At least you had enough self control to stop stroking your dick when I said to, as for Sandy, she’d do anything just to bury her fingers in her cunt, isn’t that right Sandy?”
Sandy looked up at her diminutive sister and nodded.
“Tell us what you’d do for permission to act like a slut again.”
In a pleading voice, Sandy replied “I’d do anything, please let us do it for a while, I promise I won’t cream without permission.”
Susan seemed to consider her statement and then said, “What kind of things would you do?”
“Anything at all, anything you say, please let me, just for a minute.”
“Would you suck Rick’s cock?”
“Oh yes, I will if you want.”
“Would you let Rick fuck you?”
“Oh, yes, fuck me please.”
“Would you lick my cunt?”
“Anything,” Sandra moaned, “As long as I can rub off while I’m doing it.”
Susan turned to me and said, “You see what I mean, no self control whatsoever.”
Turning to Sandy, Susan said, “Go ahead girlfriend, go for it.” She gestured for me to stand with her. I got up and stood next to Susan, her arm went around my waist as we watched Sandra sitting on the bed masturbating, so intent on her own arousal that we both might as well have not been in the room with her.
I noticed that Susan’s other hand had disappeared into her boxers and was making slow circling motions under the material. Taking the hint, I resumed slowly and very gingerly stroking my engorged member. I twined my other hand around her waist.
Susan spoke sharply, “Sandra, it’s time to make good on your promises.”
Sandy looked up at us, one hand still stroking her lust slick pussy, the other cupping a breast, “What promise?” she gasped.
“Get down on your knees and suck Rick’s dick.”
Without hesitation, she got off the bed and knelt before me, still ru