Hamn Magasinet

Triple Take
***From The Chronicles of Darius Flesher
Author’s notes:
4:30am: Debbie (Pudgy) continues her slurping assault on Darius’ cock. Though she downed him twice, the ravenous fill of his cum juices works her belly into another crave.
Teasingly, she comes up for air but only to query of his past, sexual experiences.
An aphrodisiacal exchange of words, foreplay & herbal indulgence ensues.
And, on this early Tuesday morning, she will not let him go; at least, until she’s proven herself to be… the best damn blowjob he’s ever had.
*
“Okay, so why do you want to know about my sex life?”
Darius rambled, half-coherent.
She spat the swollenness out of her mouth, ignoring his question altogether.
“Why did you leave early that night?”
“What…that night? Darius winced at the coolness of air.
“Yeah, you fucked. I want to know about it. Tell me, that is, if you want me to start sucking you again.”
She beamed up, poised between his legs and watched him clutch his cock frustratingly.
A brevity of pity inspired, so she deep-throated him again.
“Mmm, oh, it feels so good to have this again…ohh, you’re so deep!”
He quivered favorably.
She pulled up, abruptly. Renegade saliva streaks leaked from the corners of her mouth, down past her chin. “You fucked.” She wiped the stickiness off with her top wrist.
“How do you know I fucked?” His brows joined, wrinkled.
“Just a freaky intuition.” She smiled.
Her eyes shared his qualitative ease. They stared at one another for a few moments in silence before the maniacal roll of laughter started.
“Ohhh wow,” she coughed, dryly.
“You a’ight?”
“Yeah, I just…neddd..drk…drk…” She downed her drink, tossed translucent cubes in her mouth before crunching them down to water, mechanically.
“What’s her name?” She regained her breath.
“Jamaican lady.” He relented.
“Okay, did she suck your cock this good?”
“NO!” He guided her cool mouth onto his cock.
“MMMFFFFF…” She muffled. Still.
“Please don’t stop! I know you want to hear some more… Jamaican lady…okay, uhhhmmm…it was good…she can fuck.” He rattled off like a gamed contestant.
“It was sweaty, very physical like a black on black edition of Tarzan and Jane. She got this husband that’s all into it and wants to do a 3-way that I’m so not feeling…”
“Is that so? Well, maybe I’m not feeling this anymore.” Defiance squeaked through her slit eyes. He positioned against such foolishness and eased himself back into her mouth.
“Okay! I know you want me to…”
She mouthed briefly and then spat his dick out again.
“Of course I want you to! This makes me very fucking horny. Do you not understand how horny this makes me, Darius?”
Her thickness fell in dim light. He could make out the silhouette of her pudgy belly as she wafted to him. The scent of her filled the entire living room.
“Do it…can you do it for me?” She jerked him gently.
“I dunno.” He circled his hips.
She licked his shaft vertically. “C’mon! All you have to do is fuck that Jamaican mama while she’s sucking her husband’s dick. What’s so hard about that? But, here’s the catch…”
“What’s that?”
“She doesn’t swallow for you!”
“Why don’t I—
“Because your drink belongs to me!”
“Yeah…” Darius caressed her shoulder.
“And because you should be reaming her Jamaican pussy from the back while she sucks her hubby off. Make sure she chokes on his cum. I want you to pull her hair back and make sure it slides down her throat. Can you do that Darius?”
“That’s mildly sadistic, but, yes!”
“Remember. Only I get to have your cum.”
Deb moved, flickered her tongue down to his testicles. She lapped a mix of warm saliva. Licked his scrotum gently. Suckled each ball, skillfully. She manipulated her pudgy fingers and played with his sensitivity. She stroked the pace up, sounding flesh.
“Anyone ever swallowed for you like this?” She then engulfed him whole.
“Couple of times…but it was never like this…”
She resurfaced and spat out. “What?”
“Said…NEVER LIKE THIS!!!”
“Better believe it!”
“Ever have a three way before?”
“NO!”
“You sound frustrated what’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I’m saying. I’m just adjusting to the idea.” He laughed. “You just think you got it like that?”
“Yeah, of course I do!” She eyed him with feel-good intent. She worked her digits into some deep pussy plunges.
“And after your done fucking her you can come right back here and I will suck you off while Peyton fucks my pussy hard from behind. How’s that?”
“That sounds too good!”
“Hear me finger fucking this pussy? Huh, Darius. It’s so good…it’s AAHHHHHH!!!!!”
Her orgasmic walls ushered a rampant dam to disperse. She trickled. He felt her essence splash droplets that landed on a few of his toes.
Though her body loosened, his cock remained still immersed down her throat.
“Alright, whatever you want!” He conceded to her mouth. “Whatever you want!”
She pulled up slowly, breathing heavily and sensing his spasms, rhythmically. She placed the head of his cock up against her fat tongue. She tasted his pre-cum.
She jerked lightly and then switched to churning her wrists, grinding his dick like a black pepper shaker. She intermittently sucked and flickered until she saw telltale signs in beaded spurts.
She marveled at the sight of his elevated jizz, bubbling and pooling from atop.
“FUCK!!!!!” Darius bucked.
“Shhhh….” She curled, wrinkled her lips into an “O.” Slurped up his pearly offerings. Consumed this third fill of him. Though small in dosage she kept smacking her tongue in her mouth like she had just downed drops of lemon head cream.
“Alright, I’m good. I need to get my jeans on.” Darius blurted out.
“Damn, your going so fast. She collapsed with her back flush against the rug. The candles flickered a show of her pubic-brown tuft. Her breasts flopped back towards her armpits. She lied there pudgy, proud of her body and sex. Proud of the pleasure she brought to Darius.
The ceiling fan re-circulated warm air as Darius hobbled into his pair of Levis. He scooped the cell phone, keys and whatever left of his integrity. He was out the door. Stoned and seeded.
Forgot how he got back to his crib. Forgot he left his belt, bottled water, and a few pipe-full of herbals behind. Forgot he left his jeans bungled to the knees when he passed out on his bed.
Forgot how he made it to the apartment, but he did not forget the sucking Pudgy gave him or how it left him in the state of satiated bliss.
He woke up at seven that night. Cottony mouth. He grabbed a drink of water and checked the alarm clock, blinking, cutting into the dark. He checked his phone mail.
*
Message One: 12:30 p.m.
“What up, Darius? Check this…no word of a lie, I just fucked Lacey. I know its some crazy shit but we was just hanging out during lunch break, smoking a blunt in her car, and, how about your girl just turned around and tongued me.
Yo, we were going at it and I just pulled her to my lap, slid up her black skirt and stuck her. Ohh yeah, the next thing you know, we got freaky and took it outside. She just popped that coochie out and let me hit it from the back. Yo, I tore that caramel pussy up!
Even got to dump my nut in her. No jacket!
Yo, I gotsta go. Hit me up when you get in. By the way, homie, Debbie told me all about what happened last night. My man, Cappuccino… I’m outtie…peace…
probably gonna get fired though…”
Beep!
*
Message Two: 3:30…
“Hi Darius, it’s Deb. I hope you don’t mind me calling you. I got your number from Peyton, and, speaking of Peyton, we had a good talk today. I guess it made him horny because I just found out he and Lacey got fired for having sex in the parking lot. Not too bright. I mean, what were they thinking…in broad daylight?
Anyways, now I want to fuck him bad for two reasons. Number one: I hate Lacey. She has a big fucking mouth. Number two: If he has the balls to fuck out in the open like that, can you imagine what he would do in the bedroom? I can, that’s why I planned it so that we can all get together Friday night after work. It’s two days away and I’m feeling tortured. I just thought I’d share that with you. See you tomorrow at work. Bye!”
Beep!
*
Message Three: 7:24pm
“Hey there stranger, it’s me, Trinity, just wanted to say hello. I also want to let you know that you left a little souvenir back at the apartment. Your check card fell out and was found by Max. If you’d like to stop by tomorrow afternoon, I’ll have it for you.”
“So have a good evening, sweetie!”
Beep!
*
After listening to his voice mail, Darius sunk into momentary numbness. He had yet to sort out the overwhelming stimulus his mind, body and cock endured, let alone the three messages calling for his involvement.
He opted for leftover Chow Mein, the crook and comforts of his lazy-boy chair and the insatiable fill of ESPN highlights. The remote wedged somewhere beneath the leather confines; however, he hadn’t the required energy to dig.
He tried Peyton’s crib several times. No answer. He fell asleep shortly before midnight.
*
As he pulled into the employees’ lot on that Wednesday afternoon, it felt as though Darius crossed into a military zone. Security swam through the perimeters abundantly, as the electricians worked on installing coded locks for the gate’s entryway.
Every vehicle was suspect. While parking, Darius felt a pair of large eyes molesting his Lincoln Caddy. As he exited his car, Debbie pulled up beside him and lowered the passenger’s window.
“Hey!” She leaned over, eyeing him from beneath her black-bug shades.
“Hey, what’s up?”
“Nothing much. The fuck is going on in here?” He came closer.
“Heat! Word got back to the corporate offices about last night. Management came in this morning and fired last night’s security crew.”
“What all four of them?”
“Yeah.” She laughs. “Well c’mon, Lacey came strolling in here yelling at everyone. She walked past, like, three security guys and chewed out three supervisors, including Merita.
Not once did anyone from security approach or escort her out. They missed the whole thing, including responding to the call on time.”
“I can see why, but, yeah, that’s Lacey. Bona fide Ghetto!”
“Too much…and, now we have new guys hired by Rent-A-Cops “R” Us”
Darius laughs. “Okay? I got one of them staring a hole right through us.”
“Anyways, let me get moving ‘for they say something. They got me busy up in there.
I’m multi-tasking up to my ass and lucky enough to get a break.
They got me training new-hires and doing sales at the same time. Good thing I’m up to quota. I’m heading over to Subways. Want anything?”
“No, I’m straight. New hires? These folks waist no time.”
“Yeah, wait til you meet this new girl I’m sitting with. I spent about two hours with her so far and I can tell you she is definitely freaky, but mind yourself. Speaking of which, how are you holding up today?” She smiles.
“I’m okay.”
“Did you get in touch with Peyton?”
“No, but I’ll talk to you later. I got some leads that I have to work on. I’m trying to get out of the building myself.”
“Ohh yeah, where you going?”
“Don’t worry about it. I just left something over at a friend’s place, let’s say.”
“Jamaican?”
“Yes.”
“Darius, you know what you promised.”
“I don’t remember making that kind of a promise. Don’t look now. Here comes deputy dawg.”
“Darius, how are you gonna be like that?”
“I’ll talk to you later.”
“You better!” She then drove off.
Seconds after departure, security slim approaches Darius. He stood roughly six feet tall and in militant posture.
“Hey man,” he intoned in a rich southern accent, “Just to let you know, folks and bosses around this here way are not big on parking lot interactions. I’m just doing my job. It’s my first day, but you look like you’s a bright guy. Just work with me here, ohh-kay?”
“A’ight, you look like you got a family to feed. I can hear that. Let me get in the building. Keep up the good work, though.” Darius smiled at him facetiously.
Immediately, as he crossed through the double work doors, it was as though he trekked into a foreign region. The call center was near hush, save for phone conversations. The queue was reduced to meet the volume of employees. He noted many empty desks.
He settled into his cube and worked the leads. Never looked up to what was going on around him. He missed Lacey’s presence, as she use to sit right beside him. Often, he reflected on the requisite drama that enabled his day to course nicely.
However, the workplace circulated limited gossip on this Wednesday afternoon.
He worked his four leads into sales and departed through the break doors.
It was time to visit Trinity again.
*
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Darius tossed about an appetite for a power fuck.
He’d only twenty some odd minutes to burn. Five minutes of which he used to speed his ass over to Trinity’s crib. When he arrived, he wrapped at the door lightly. Twice.
The way it flew open startled him. Darius expected Trinity to answer. Instead, a tall blonde gentleman, donned in a three piece, black-satin suit, greeted him.
“Come in, Darius. Glad we could finally meet.” The Nordic giant extended, smiled.
“Max?” He shook, expressing awkwardness.
“That’s right. Good to finally meet you Darius.”
“Same here. I just stopped by to pick up something I left behind.”
“Yes, yes, come in. I left it for you on top of the counter.”
“Thanks.” He walked over to grab the card.
“By the way, how was it the last time?”
“Ummm, last time?”
“Yeah, you know, the last time you got to fuck my wife.”
“Ummm…yeah,” Darius nervously spilt, “it, it was good.”
“Good? I do happen to know that my wife’s pussy is exceptional. It’s wet, pungent and delectable. Good? That’s how you would describe a visit in a sex booth with a box of tissues and lotion.”
He laughs, “Okay…it’s the bomb-ass chocolate soufflé!”
“Hey there,” Trinity boomed from the top of the staircase, “are you giving our host a hard time?”
“Not at all. We were just having a fine discussion on matters of taste. Right Darius?”
“Ummm, yeah,” he intoned.
“Matters of taste. Sounds good to me.” She descended the staircase adorned in a lilac see-through negligee.
“Ready for some fucking, Darius?” He smiled.
“Ummm…yeah! I think I am!” He returned.
“Well, let’s get the festivities underway. Trin baby, you ready to hurt ‘em?” Said Max.
“Sure am!” She dropped her negligee upon queue, somewhere in the vicinity of Darius’ tongue. The light of a nearby chandelier accentuated her brown body sheen, fully regaled.
Max unzipped his slacks, pulled himself forward and jerked his cock gingerly.
He eyed Trinity, now seated at the bottom of the stairs with her legs spread open.
She began circling her clitoris.
“Do you want to be a sweetheart Darius?” Trinity smiled.
“Yes.”
“Could you please close the front door? I don’t think the neighbors are quite ready to see this…Max, I need you to come taste me.”
“Sure!” Darius took several steps back, diagonally. He watched Max obligingly taking his presence between her legs. He kept his eyes on Trinity’s bucking hips, while her husband’s face centered at her sex.
Darius closed the door behind him and began to scribe the pages of his very first threesome.
*
Getting back to work was difficult, especially when the shift supervisor, Merita awaited his passage through the double-glass doors. She rubbed her temple and walked with the evidence of stress working her body like a hot iron press. She fingered her gray hairs, anxiously.
“I’ve been waiting for you to get back. Could I please see you in my office, sir?”
“Yes, Ms. Merita,” Darius followed her inside and took the chair closest to her desk.
“Mr. Flesher. Do you know, as a business the sort of embarrassment I’ve gone through? Yes, today we made good on sales, but that’s mainly attributed to the collective amount of fear the corporate offices inspired.
Try to imagine what I’m feeling, just have some semblance of consideration. I had to let two of my top salespeople go for a lewd conduct that occurred on my shift. Are you with me so far?
“Yeah…well, sort of.”
“Sort of doesn’t measure right. I love you like a son, but if you come back here late and smelling like catfish again, you’re fired. Say nothing at all and I’ll respect you the more for it.”
“Gotcha. I’m gonna head back right about now!” Darius rose from his seat and nipped the edge of Merita’s desk with his upper thigh.
“Good idea! Bye!” She returned to rubbing the veins on her forehead.
He back-peddled out the office, smiling deep to himself. He arrived at his seat and read the pop-up on his screen:
4:45 pm-
I’m so happy yr back…please tell me
DOS6
4:46 pm-
I can’t dwell on it too much—I think we’re being watched—sides I just got chewed I’ll talk to you later
DMFX
6:58 pm
Got two more sales…I can talk now. It was okaya lil’ weird. He kept his suit on the entire time. I watched him eat her pussy out on the stairs like homeboy was drilling for liquid gold with his tongue. He had a bigger cock least eight inches long. I watched her suck his dick but she couldn’t take it deep he has a big dick and she has a small mouth…sorry I’m a bit nervous cuz Merita’s walking around again all I need is for her to read this shit.
DMFX
7:00pm
The fuck you care about what some fifty something supervisor thinks…she can use a good fucking herself…I got like nine sales today…she needs to relax…tell me more…
She just walked into the conference room for a call…go ahead
DOS6
I pounded her from the back while she choked on Max’s dick. I heard him calling to her like he wanted to cum. I did like you wanted me to. I pulled her hair back and demanded she swallowed him but she just spit it all out.
DMFX
She didn’t swallow… right?
DOS6
Nope, I shot up inside her pussy…missionary on the stairs.
DMFX
How long did you fuck?
DOS6
I don’t know…fifteen, maybe twenty minutes the most…
DMFX
See, was that so bad? Guess what… I just submitted my final sales lead. You know hit ten and go home for the shift. I had like two hours to go anyways. Talk to you tomorrow. You know you made me so horny and don’t forget about Friday nithg
DOS6
*
It was Friday night. Two days later. No word from Pudgy just yet. For the past two days she missed her shifts. Peyton remained a mystery. Darius started making preparations for the usual Friday night at Bahama Breeze.
Around 11:30pm:
“Thanks for calling Serenity cruise lines, Darius…”
“Darius, we’re waiting for you.”
“Is this—”
“Yes, it’s me, Deb.” Her bedroom voice was on low. “Guess who I’m feeling right now?”
“Yo…this shit’s nuts. We could be monitored. They just installed a new system tonight. I could get fired!”
“Fuck Merita. She should come on over and watch us too!” Deb spoke.
“Don’t tell me Peyton’s there already.”
“He sure is…all nine inches of him and we’ve been fucking for such a long time…
so are you coming or what?”
“Yeah, I didn’t think…I just need to submit the last of the leads and I’m there.”
“Me too…OOOOOHHHHH…” She moaned out.
*
The door was already open when he found them buck naked and stuck to one another. The dim lit room hid their bodies well but did nothing to compromise the stench of fuck, stronger than cat stench and cigarette smoke. He was inside her, all the way. Darius circled and took the sofa chair closest to their right.
He watched as Peyton pressed her thickness from behind. Her pussy felt all the brunt of his drilling motion, as she was poised slightly arched, standing. Her hands slapped flush against the walls.

Neil and I had driven twenty-two hours straight on summer-hot highways all the way from Phoenix, Arizona, and we pulled into Tacoma at just after midnight. We were red-eyed and stiff but happy to have reached our final destination for the day, and we immediately called Neil’s brother Earl. Neil called six times, but Earl wasn’t home, or his phone was out, or maybe Earl was fucking his girlfriend and didn’t want to be bothered.
Neil and I had about twelve bucks left between us, which wasn’t so bad because Neil was pretty sure we’d get in touch with Earl sooner or later and we didn’t need to spend any money on a motel. So, just as the warm summer Tacoma rains began to patter our windshield, we pumped four bucks into the gas tank of Neil’s old Ford and took the rest of our cash into Mindy’s Pancake House to try to comfort our grumbling bellies.
Neil vibrated with enthusiasm for Mindy’s. “Me and Claudia, we used to come here every Friday night.” Neil gesticulated widely, his arms sweeping out grand arcs as his voice rose in pitch. “We’d smoke cigarettes and make out in the booths until the night manager got mad and tossed us out on our asses.”
“Hey there, you!” Neil yelled to the waitress smacking gum and guarding the register. He read her nametag. “Maxine! Do you remember me, Maxine?”
But Maxine looked ten years too young to remember Neil from his teenage carousing days. “Two for dinner?” she said slack-jawed, her young shoulders bowed like she’d spent her shift lugging boulders on her back.
Maxine deposited Neil and me in a booth and dropped menus in front of us. I pored over the breakfast entrees looking for meals that cost less than four bucks; Neil was too excited and left his menu lying in front of him. There were two women in the booth behind ours who were whispering and drinking coffee. Neil, of course, noticed them immediately. “Sam, this was always the place to pick up chicks,” Neil said. “Any time you wanted to get laid, all you had to do was strut into Mindy’s and you’d find yourself some tail! Ha! The stories I could tell you!
“Did I ever tell you about Claudia, Sam? Oh, man! Claudia! She was something else!”
And then Neil’s attention faltered. He looked past my head like he was trying to peer around a slow-moving truck. “Don’t look now, old buddy, but I do believe there are a couple of honeys over here who are giving us the eye!”
There were angry whispers and giggling from the next table and then, from one of the girls, an audible alto voice: “You know the problem with this place? You never meet anyone new!”
Neil beamed. “Ladies, then maybe you should focus your attention on this pair of weary travelers!”
“And who might you be?” the alto replied.
“I am Neil, and my friend here is Sam.” I craned around to look at the girls. There was a blonde and a brunette, but only the blonde was looking our way. “We are visitors in your fair city,” Neil continued, “and we are in dire need of some local companionship.”
The blonde alto was doing all the talking. “You don’t get much more local than us,” she said. “This is Anne,” she motioned to her friend. “And my name is Bea.”
Neil stood to shake hands and took an immediate interest in blue-eyed Bea. We were invited to join them in their booth, and we soon paired off: Neil with Bea, and me with Anne.
This is the way things usually worked out with Neil and me. Neil would find a couple girls, peel off one for himself, and cast aside the second one for me to pick up. Girls were always drawn to Neil’s enormous energy and charm. When Neil turned it on, when he really ignited, there was no one in the world more attractive to the fairer sex.
Bea’s friend was shy, which was not unusual, but Anne was even shier than most. She nibbled the nail on her little finger and followed the conversation between Neil and Bea with eyes half curtained by her dark bangs.
It didn’t take long before Neil and Bea were footsying under the table and staring moon-eyed at one another. I had seen Neil operate often enough; it was a matter of minutes before he would propose that we find more intimate surroundings. Unfortunately, we had no money. But you can always count on Neil to dream up a plan for any occasion, especially when fucking was on the agenda.
When my Anne excused herself to use the restroom, Neil took the opportunity to swap seats and settled in next to his conquest for the night. When Anne returned, she sat down beside me, as quiet as a stone.
Neil put an arm around Bea and pressed up close. “Do you ladies have any suggestions on where we could spend the evening?” he boomed. “Someplace a little more, um, private?”
The women exchanged glances. “There’s always the Evergreen Motel,” Bea said.
“Ah, yes!” Neil exclaimed. “A fine establishment! Did I tell you girls that I once lived right in this very neighborhood, and I have experienced a handful of exceptional liaisons at that very establishment? You could say it is my good luck charm!”
“And I’m sure it hasn’t changed a bit,” murmured Anne, the first words to leave her mouth since we joined them.
“A unanimous choice, then!” Neil laughed. He leaped to his feet, and we all followed along, afraid that Neil might leave us behind. We gathered our things and left the diner.
Anne lagged, and I had to slow my pace to stay with her. This often happened with the shy girl, who would be disappointed that her friend got Neil. A quickie affair with a big, bombastic fellow like Neil was one thing; settling for his quiet sidekick was something else entirely.
The four of us piled into the Ford with the girls in back, and Neil navigated the short distance to an old, two-story motel with a bright neon sign in front. Neil killed the engine and twisted around to face the girls.
“Um, ladies, I must ask a slight favor of you,” he said. “Our travels have left us temporarily low on cash. If you could lend us enough to pay the innkeeper, I can guarantee you a speedy reimbursement.”
Anne clucked her tongue and shook her head. Bea just laughed. “We are modern women,” said Bea, pulling a credit card from her purse. “Why don’t you two stay in the car while Anne and I get the rooms.”
Neil gave one of his prize smiles, his teeth bright as chrome. “We thank you, ladies. You will not regret it!”
Neil and I sat in the car while the girls walked across the parking lot towards the lobby. “She is something, is she not?” Neil enthused as soon as they were out of earshot. “What did I tell you about Mindy’s, Sam? The girls are fast, hot, and easy! And Sam, your girl is nothing to shake your stick at, either. I wouldn’t mind getting myself a piece of that myself! Man, Sam, would you look at the asses on those chicks!”
I had to agree, both possessed wonderfully peachy bottoms displayed magnificently in their tight dungarees.
“Isn’t it funny, Sam? I spent my teenage years right here in Tacoma, but I didn’t appreciate the girls here then. I had to leave, scrutinize every inch of this big country – I had to live – before I could finally see the prize pussy I had right in my own backyard! Ha! Who says you can’t come home again!
“But I suppose it’s all for the best, Sam. If I knew how hot the girls were, I would have never drifted to New Orleans, I would have never hooked up with you, and we would have never had the adventures we’ve had. Remember those chicks in Denver, Sam? Do you remember Gwen? Man, Sam! The times we’ve had!
“I love the road, old friend. The all-night drives. And the all-night tumbles in the hay! If it wasn’t for you, Sam, where would I be right now? I could never make it out on the road by myself, you know. On these long, quiet highways alone, it would drive me fucking nuts! All this, Sam, all the places and all the chicks, I owe it all to you.
“We’ve had ourselves some fantastic ass, haven’t we, Sam? And I feel in my gut that we’re in for something great tonight, too.
“I’ll tell you, Sam, there’s a trick to scoring with chicks like these. You know what it is, don’t you? You got to let them know how much you really want them. They love it when you can’t get enough of them, and they love to put out for an appreciative gentleman like myself! Like my grandma always said, ‘There’s nothing more satisfying than feeding a hungry man!’”
Bea stepped outside the motel office and made her way back towards our car. Anne scurried the opposite direction and disappeared up the motel staircase. Bea tapped on the glass, and Neil rolled down the window.
“Rooms 231 and 233,” Bea grinned, swinging a shiny key. “Park the car and meet us there.”
Neil looked as excited as a dog getting ready to bury a bone. “You’d better hurry, honey, or I’ll beat you there!”
Neil slammed on the gas, and we peeled out around the parking lot. We shuddered to a stop more-or-less between two white lines, and Neil bounded out of the car after the retreating Bea. I hurried after them.
When I reached the rooms, Neil and Bea were already reveling boisterously inside, while Anne waited for me outside the door. “Your name is Sam, right?” Anne said.
I nodded and Anne pushed open the door to our room.
As far as motel rooms go, I’d slept in plenty worse. Well lit, unstained carpets. The art on the wall was atrocious, but at least it was nicely framed.
Anne threw her purse on the bed and shook her damp hair back. For the first time, I got a clear look at her face. Her eyes were dark and crisp, and there was a strong cut to her jaw that I had not noticed at the diner.
“So, Sam, how long are you two in town for?” she asked. She folded her raincoat over the back of a chair.
“Not long. We’ll probably head up to Seattle soon and look for work.”
“You know anybody there?”
“Neil has some connections.”
“There are jobs there, but Seattle’s expensive. I hope you have a place to stay.”
“What about you? Where do you work?”
“I’m a cashier in Albertson’s. Been there six years.” She tried to sound like it was something she was proud of, working as a cashier for six years, but there was a sadness deep down in her belly, a sadness that shadowed her words.
“Do you do OK there? Is this all right, us bumming money off you?”
She scrunched up her nose. “You don’t need to worry about me.”
“It’s just that Neil can be a little pushy sometimes.”
“I know guys like Neil,” she said. “You have to watch out for his kind. I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into, following him around like this.”
“Neil is all right. You don’t know him like I do.” It was a common litany of mine, sticking up for Neil. People were always telling me that Neil was irresponsible, that he was nothing but trouble.
We had an awkward moment. Anne looked around the room and sighed. “So what are we going to do here?” she said.
“Look, you don’t have to do anything with me if you don’t want to,” I said. This was another conversation I often had, letting the second-place girl know that I didn’t expect her to fuck me just because Neil was banging her best friend in the next room.
“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that!” Anne said.
“It’s just that this kind of thing happens sometimes. All the girls seem to like Neil. I mean, no one even asked if you wanted to spend the night with me. And here we are.”
Anne sighed again. “And here we are.”
We had another awkward moment. It didn’t look like I’d be popping my cork this particular night. It was time to hunker down, make a little small talk to pass the time. If nothing else, these girls always like to hear more about my traveling companion.
“So, I wonder if your friend will be able to keep up with Neil.”
Anne laughed. She had a sparkling laugh, one that took me by surprise. “Oh, I wouldn’t worry too much about that. Darlene’s looking for an excuse to cut loose. She just separated from her husband.”
“Darlene?” I questioned.
“Oops. I meant Bea. Darlene is another friend of mine. She just got separated too.”
“You had two friends get separated at the same time?”
“I don’t want to talk about it. It’s kind of complicated.”
She was hiding something, but who was I to make a scene? The last thing she needed was to have some guy she’d never met before probe into her personal affairs. It would be smarter to keep the conversation easy.
“So what was the plan for tonight? Were you just spending time with a good friend who needed a little companionship?”
“Yeah, something like that. Actually, I just recently broke up with someone too. Bea and I were consoling each other.”
I was about to ask her if everyone she knew was splitting up, but I decided to let it pass. “What about you? You’re not looking to cut loose tonight?”
She looked at me out of the corner of her eye. A tiny smile touched the corners of her mouth. “Me and Bea, we cut loose in different ways.”
“How so?”
“For one thing, Bea was married for seven years. She’s been out of circulation for a long time. And when I was younger, I lived the wild life. I already know what it’s like. I don’t need to experience it again.
“Life is a lot different for a single woman, Sam. When you’re not married, you live a little closer to loneliness all the time. And so you fall for your lovers more quickly. And most of the time, it doesn’t turn out well. So what can I do? I can’t beat myself up over every stupid one-night stand. At least those relationships ended before they turned into something long-term and disastrous. And I’m still out there trying. I’m an expert at picking myself up and dusting myself off.
“Not that I’m complaining. It makes life fun. I get the excitement I need in life with all the stops and gos. I don’t need to experience something crazy to keep my life entertaining.”
This was a conversation I could enjoy. I enthusiastically chimed in. “That’s what I like about traveling around the country with Neil,” I said. “I like starting something new. We’re in a different city every week. It’s like every time I stand up and look around, the scenery is new and wonderful. It makes starting over again an exciting adventure.”
The bedsprings next door began screeching. Anne smiled and shook her head. We stood and listened for a moment. Bea’s muffled moans floated above the dissonant, shrieking chords.
“I take it Neil gets a lot of girls,” Anne said.
“Yes, probably more than his fair share.”
“Doesn’t he ever get tired of it? Doesn’t he ever want to settle down?”
“No, not that I know of. Oh, sure, there are a few girls he still talks about. Mostly the wild nights. And sometimes he talks about the mistakes.”
“Have there been a lot of mistakes?”
“Not according to Neil. If he can get his rocks off, he doesn’t complain much.”
The conversation paused for a moment, the bedsprings still singing next door, and then Anne smiled. “So what do you think, Sam? About you and me. If we got together tonight, would we be a mistake? Do you think I’ll be dusting myself off in the morning?”
I shrugged. “Probably,” I admitted.
She grinned. “Yes, I think you’re probably right. But you know what, Sam? There’s one thing I’ve learned how to do over the years: I can look at a man and size him up. Looking at you, I can tell you’re an OK guy. I’ve definitely fucked worse.”
This is not the way these conversations usually go. Oh sure, as often as not I get to sleep with the other girl. I usually make vague references to Neil, get the other girl to think she might still have a shot. And they sometimes jump at the chance that fucking me might help them get to Neil. But I always felt a little dirty afterwards, like I’d cheated my way into her panties. This time, with Anne, it was not like that. When I said, “Probably,” I’d never played a note of such honesty before.
Anne kicked off her shoes. “So now I’m curious, Sam. What’s it going to be? Wham bam thank-you ma’am? Or you the type who wants to ‘make love?’”
I replied immediately. One thing about driving around the country with Neil, you have a lot of time behind the wheel to discuss things like ‘love.’
“I don’t like to call it making love. What does ‘love’ mean, after all? Are you and I in love?”
She grinned. “I suppose not.”
“If it were up to me,” I added, “we’d just get together and make each other feel good for a little while.”
“Such a noble cause.”
I almost got angry, but it is hard to be angry with a beautiful woman who is about to fuck you. “Don’t make fun of me,” I said. “There is already far too much cynicism in the world. I can do without the complexity and negativity.”
Anne stared at me with eyes that wanted to open me up to look inside. “So what are you trying to tell me, Sam? That life is simple? That all I have to do is sit back and enjoy it?”
“Yes,” I said emphatically, meaning as far as I was concerned, the conversation was over. I stepped up close to her. I put my thumb under her strong chin and tipped her head back until those dark eyes stared at me like a moonbeam.
And we kissed.
It was like her entire body exhaled, and all Anne’s pent-up resistance suddenly vanished, dispersing into the atmosphere where it would never bother anyone again. The change in her was thrilling, and I knew at once that I was in for something special tonight.
We helped each other undress. When her bra was off, I ran the back of my hands down the slope of her breasts. When my boxers hit the floor, she briefly petted my stiff penis. When her panties were gone, I cupped her hairy mound.
She sat back against the bed’s headboard with her knees apart. Black crinkly hair covered her sex. She breathed deeply.
I crawled up on the bed and stared at her most female center. The aroma of her tickled my nose. The soft, smooth skin of her inner thighs seemed to beg for the soft, smooth touch of my lips.
I watched her face as I kissed one knee then the other. Her eyes sparkled, and she bit her lower lip with her small white teeth.
I rubbed my cheek against her inner thigh. Her skin was warm and smooth. From this closer viewpoint, I could see her sexy slit through the dark, dense pubes.
My lips brushed through her hair. The musk of her was thick there. I tugged on her hair with my teeth. I pushed my face inwards and nestled against her crotch. I buried my nose in Anne’s soft, fragrant flesh.
My nose worked between her folds and I opened my mouth and gobbled her outer lips. With my tongue, I parted her. I tasted her. I licked her.
I grabbed her thighs with both hands and sucked her clitoris. She ground back against my face, and I licked her clit.
Her hips rumbled as I settled on her clit, and with firm, slow strokes, I wiped her swollen bulb over and over.
She spoke. First, with simple exclamations: “Oh God!” “There!” And digressing into vowel sounds: “Aaaa!” “Oooo!” And finally the long, drawn out “Uuuuugh!” as she gasped and arched. I pulled back as her body throbbed like a heartbeat. As she came, her dark nipples pulled up in tight knots.
As she recovered, I lay down beside her, and Anne wiped the sweat off her cheek. “Thank you,” she whispered. “You are a very sweet man, Sam.”
Just then there was a loud pounding on the motel door. “Sam!” Neil yelled. “You in there, Sam? Come on, I got hold of Earl! He’s got a party going on. I’ll bet he didn’t know it was a Welcome Home Party for his long lost brother Neil!”
Anne and I looked at each other. “Whatever you want to do,” she said.
“We’d better go, then,” I said.
Anne dressed efficiently and silently. I was not sure if she were angry or not. I felt like the energy had been drained out of me, but I wasn’t about to let Neil leave me in an out-of-the-way motel while he gallivanted the night away. We shuffled out to the car, where Neil and Bea had already taken their places in front and were bouncing in their seats to the song on the radio turned up so loud the tiny speakers buzzed with distortion.

This story is dedicated to that person that sent me feedback saying that I have a bad view of people with weight problems.
When I said in a previous story that I’d always wondered how obese people have sex, I meant straight obese people. Or gay obese men. I can’t see how somebody’s cock would be long enough to get past all the fat. I don’t wonder about how obese lesbians have sex, since I already know.
I have your standard office job, 9-5, you know. Whenever I hear a phone ring, no matter where I am, I have this almost uncontrollable urge to answer it. That’s what office jobs do to you. I work for a very large company, with lots of employees. On the first day I worked there, I struck up a friendship with this other girl from human resources. She’s a little taller than me, maybe around 5′6. She has medium length brown hair, brown eyes, and a round belly. She’s not morbidly obese, but she’s past chubby. Her face is so pretty though. If she lost like 25 pounds, she’d be gorgeous.
So we’d eat lunch together and talk and get to know each other, all that. I suspected from the beginning that she was at least bisexual because of the way that she reacted to me when we first met, and as I talked to her more my suspicion was confirmed. Somehow we got on the topic of lesbianism.
I said, “Yeah, my girlfriend and I just broke up. It’s ok though, it was a really short relationship. More like a fling, really.”
She looked at me with wide eyes. “You’re a lesbian? Or bi?”
I looked at her over my sandwich. “I’m a lesbian. Is that ok?”
She said, “That’s fine. I’m a lesbian too, actually.”
We dropped it and our conversation continued as normal. Later on that day though, I opened the door to the only bathroom in our division and found her sitting on the toilet, masturbating furiously. She was leaning back, her legs spread wide and she was rubbing two fingers in circles over her clit so quickly her hand was a blur. Whenever I read that before, I thought they were exaggerating but it actually happens. She looked like she was just on the verge of coming. Her eyes were closed but her mouth was open.
When she heard the door open, she stopped what she was doing and closed her legs, hiding her pussy from me. I just stood there, unable to move. When I walked into the bathroom, I was expecting to see a toilet, not my friend masturbating. She was panting and covered with just a little bit of sweat, and her face was turning bright, bright red.
Neither of us said anything. I closed the door, making sure it was locked so nobody else could walk in. She looked at me in fearful anticipation, wondering what the hell I was doing. I got on my knees in front of her, then pushed her legs apart. They offered no resistance, exposing her very wet, plump pussy. I could see her clit peeking out from under its hood. I looked up at her, and kept up the eye contact as I stuck out my tongue and slowly moved my face forward towards her pussy. Her eyes grew bright again and her mouth opened as she let out a small gasp before I even touched her with my tongue.
I rested my tongue against her clit but didn’t move it. She started moving her hips against me, rubbing her hard clit against my tongue, but I restrained her. I said, “I can feel your clit throbbing,” then spread her lips with my fingers. This caused her pussy to visibly clench and I ran my tongue from her entrance all the way up to her clit, flicking my tongue when it passed by her clit. Her hips jerked up and she let out a low moan. I could tell that if I focused on her clit, she would start coming in no time so instead I sucked each of her outer lips into my mouth, running my tongue over them. I moved on to her inner lips, then opened my mouth as wide as it would go and took her entire pussy into my mouth. I pressed my tongue against it, then slipped it inside her pussy. Her hips would not stay still. I started fucking her with my tongue, my head moving back and forth and my tongue making a soft squishing sound in her pussy. To my surprise, I felt her muscles start to pulsate around my tongue and her moans turned into “Oh, oh, oh”, her hips grinding against my face. I kept up what I was doing and eventually she settled down, her pussy still twitching occasionally.
I slipped my tongue out and gave her pussy a kiss before standing up and kissing her mouth. My tongue found its way inside her mouth and she eagerly sucked my tongue. Without breaking the kiss, I straddled her lap and started grinding my pussy into her. Her hips rose up to meet mine and soon I had to stop kissing her because I was gasping too much.
She had been roughly massaging my breasts, but soon she slid her hands down my stomach and reached under my skirt, cupping my pussy with one hand. I moaned and tried to grind my pussy into her hand. She squeezed, which made me cry out, then pulled my panties to the side and slid a finger inside me. I immediately started riding her finger, my clit bumping against her thumb. I unbuttoned my shirt halfway and pulled my bra down, leaning so that my right breast was hanging in her face. She leaned forward and took my nipple in her mouth, flicking it with her tongue. The smell of pussy permeated the small bathroom, my soft cries echoing slightly. My hips started moving more violently until I came, my hips slamming down onto her fingers. My thighs clamped around her body and I rhythmically rolled my hips until my body relaxed.
We sat there for a while, with her finger still inside me and her head resting against my chest. When my breathing returned to normal, I gave her a long, slow kiss and got up, her finger sliding out of me. I took her hand and looked her in the eyes as I sucked her finger into my mouth, my tongue running along the length of it. I gave her finger back and fixed myself up. I walked out of the bathroom without saying another word, leaving her still on the toilet with her legs spread open.

The first thing I noticed was the hot sun shining in my eyes, still kinda groggy I rolled over to the other side of my bed. I was alone, Steve must have gotten up already, I was pretty horny regular morning glory. I ran my hands down my body, across my slightly hairy chest following my snail trail down to my tented boxers. I had just pushed my fingers under the waist-band when Steve returned from showering, his body wrapped in a small white towel with beads of hot water still glistening on his tanned chest and six pack. As he entered he said “You wouldn’t start without me would you?” in a low sexy voice. He walked over to the bed and climbed up on top of me, straddling my face with his firm muscular thighs, I could see Steve’s stiffening cock dangling above me and his big balls nestled in his crotch. I could smell the soap mixed in with his own masculine intoxicating scent, I could feel the heat radiating from his freshly showered body. I placed my hands gently on his calves and slowly ran them up his smooth legs, up under his towel, I grabbed his tight ass and squeezed, Steve let out a coarse moan. “Awww Matt I love it when you play with my ass man!”, I grabbed one corner of his towel in my mouth and yanked it off tossing it aside. His meaty pole was now completely hard and gently swaying, I leaned upwards and guided his hips down onto my face, I traced a line from his crack to the head of his shaft. He braced himself against the wall, “Oh yeah, suck my hairy sack!!” I took one of his big balls into my hot mouth and tickled it with my tounge. Steve started to squirm and laugh, he reached down between his legs and forced his entire sack into my mouth, I was doing my best not to choke and then he slide them out and started playing with them, slapping me in the face “Matt your so bad, you need a good slap in the face, don’t ya”.
As Steve continued to beat my face with his seaty scrotum, I was lovingly kneeding his bum, Steve loves it when I finger him, I slowly parted his ass cheeks and lightly rubbed his hot chocolate love hole. As I did so Steve arched his back and sighed “mmmm you know how daddy likes it don’t you bitch……rape my shit-hole!”. Steve slowly started to ride my probing fingers, moving up and down to meet my thrusts. I reached up and pinched his nipple as he groaned, I looked up into his dark lusty eyes “Do you want me to rip that tight hole wide open?” I asked, Steve moved forward sliding off my finger “Hell yeah, make it bleed!”. I placed my palm firmly across Steve’s hard stomach to help support him as he pulled his crack wide open and I jammed three fingers through his aching anus ring. Steve grunts as I begin pumping his ass.
Just then I heard our door open, “oh sorry guys, um maybe I’ll just come back later” said Dean, a friend of mine, from the door. Dean, who was now a dark shade of red, has been my friend since high school, him and Steve have known each other only a couple of years. Dean is tall and lean he has very muscular legs and a tight toned body, his body is hair free except for his legs and pecs, he really is pretty hot. I had stoped fingering Steve, who had turned around sitting his ass right over my mouth, he looked over at Dean “Or you could join us, Matt needs a service?”. Dean hesitated for a second, seeing that I hadn’t objected he agreed “I’d love to, I’ve wanted it for so long”.
Dean kicked off his shoes and quickly removed his muscle top and boardies, he came over to us and knelt on the bed, straddling my hips with his arms. Steve rubbed my cock through my silk boxers, I was already really hard and the slightest touch made my meat pulse. Steve has never been forceful or violent, so I was kinda surprised when he literally tore my boxers off like some wild animal. My 7 inch fudge packer stood tall, waiting to be pleasured and I wasn’t left hangin’. Dean opened his mouth and locked his lips just below my purple mushroom head, he played with the little slit and the sensitive skin causing me to writhe under Steve, whose ass-hole was only centimetres from my face. I flicked my tongue all around Steve’s little puckered anus, as Deans sucking started to intensify I got more excited and pushed my tongue all the way in. Steve who had been watching Dean blow my boner layed down on me and started licking my dic. Dean and Steve worked like pros on my huge throbbing meat, Steve played with Dean’s nipples getting him really turned on. Dean was beating his own tool in time with his cock sucking. The taste of Steve’s ass and all the sucking I was getting was pushing me to my limit, Steve sensed it “You ready to blow?” “Yeah” I panted in reply. Dean pulled off “Wait Steve, Let me take him” he said. Steve rolled off me and Dean pulled me to the end of the bed he knelt in between my thighs and looked into my eyes “I’ve wanted to swallow your sweet cum since I was 17 Matt” with that he plunged down on my thick engorged member, I couldn’t believe how good he was, he took it all and I could feel my cock head rubbing against the back of his throat. Dean gently rubbed my balls as I neared the edge, I was beginning to jerk a little, thrusting up I held his head “You are my cum chugger aren’t you, yeah oh man!”. Steve reached around and tweaked my nipples sending me over the edge, I shoot into Dean’s mouth filling his hot hole, some dribbled down his chin as he fought to swallow it all.
After I finished cumming I pulled his mouth off my pole and brought his face level with mine, and licked the stream of cum off his mouth and kissed him slowly and passionately. I broke our kiss “that was amazing Dean, I think you are our new best friend!”.
Dean looked behind me at Steve jackin’ his stiff cock “Steve you need a hand?” Steve replied “yeah thanks I do”, Dean went around and got behind Steve and slowly took over masturbating him, Steve was close to his orgasm so I positioned myself under his mighty tool. Dean started wanking his own dic and rubbing it against Steve’s thigh, this only lasted about 20 seconds, they both exploded together. Dean’s hot streams of rope poured across Steve’s back and ass, while Stevo proceeded to cover my chest with a large pool of jism. They collapsed on top of me, we layed there for ages as the cum, sweat and saliva mixed and ran over our bodies.
Who knows where this could lead….

After months of corresponding on the internet they finally agreed to meet in person. Choosing a little coffee house in California that she was familiar with. She told him she would be wearing a white blouse with pale turquoise shorts. H told her he would be in black jeans and a black tank top. “Don’t worry darlin’,” he said. “I would know you anywhere.”
She was nervous and hoped he wouldn’t be disappointed with her when he saw her. He did say he adored a big beautiful woman. It was 10 minutes to 11, she was sitting there at the small table waiting for him to show up. She kept thinking he wouldn’t show, that it was just a cruel joke on her. She was so busy being nervous that she didn’t notice him as he sat down across from her.
He reached out and lightly touched her hand…she jumped. He laughed softly and said “hi darlin’, have you been waiting long?”
She smiled and said “oh!, you’re really here.”
“Of course I am, did you think I wouldn’t come?” he said.
“Well I was having doubts” she told him shyly.
They formally introduced themselves and soon were chatting like lifelong friends. Their hands touching, smiling at each other, not wanting the time to end. “Would you care to go with me to get some lunch?”, he asked.
” I would love to,” she said smiling.
“You can ride with me in my car, and we can come back for yours after lunch.” he said. As they both got into his car he asked her “Where do you want to go eat?’ She told him of a place just a 30 minute drive away. He just had to kiss her. He leaned over and gently kissed her lips…”mmmmm, you have such soft, sweet lips Hun.”
She smiled and told him, “mmmm, u do too, and I liked it very much.”
They talked about everything in the short drive…and soon the conversation turned naughty…both telling each other their fantasies.
When they arrived at the restaurant and parked the car he again leaned over and kissed her. Softly at first , then letting it build in passion. She softly moaned as he whispered in her ear “I want you so bad.”
She smiled and said “suddenly I’m not hungry for food and there’s a motel right next door to here”
He moved the car and went into the office and got them a room. Helping her out of the car he pressed her against it and kissed her again. His hand lightly brushing the side of her breast. She shivered as she felt his touch electrify her entire body and pressed herself closer to him. “You keep that up and we will get into trouble right here in the parking lot” he growled at her.
Pulling her to his, side they walked to their room. As he unlocked the door she caressed his back. “Hurry baby, I can hardly wait to touch you all over” she whispered.
No sooner were they in the room before they kissed again. Touching her, moaning. He turned and locked the door, looked her in the eyes and smiled. “I want to feed on your beautiful big breasts baby, please show them to me.” She took her top of and he noticed her nipples were already hard and erect. He leaned down and licked one nipple and then sucked it into his mouth. Her legs were weak and she was trembling in anticipation. He slowly lowered her to the bed and lay on top of her while still sucking on her nipples…going from one to the other. She could feel him grow hard as she pulled his mouth harder onto her breast, writhing under him.
He massaged her breasts and kneeled between her legs. Sitting up, he helped her remove her shorts. He sucked in his breath when he realized she wasn’t wearing any panties and her smooth pussy just glistened in moistness. He touched her body all over. Seeing her lust, he got up and undressed for her.
“Oh my god!, You are so sexy baby” she purred.
He wanted her more and more with each passing moment. “I have to have you NOW,” he moaned.
She spread her legs wide as he slowly entered her velvet tunnel, savoring the wondrous feeling of tightness. He started moving in and out, building each thrust harder and harder, as he could feel her tighten around his cock, milking it. He kept going in deeper, building the passion, meeting each other’s thrusts. She could feel his cock swell. “God,” she thought, “I don’t want this to ever end.” As they reached their sexual crescendo, cumming together, both screaming passionately, simultaneously “oh God, I’m cumming”!!!!!
They kissed passionately as they came down from their “high”. snuggling together, smiling , he kissed her softly and said “There’s plenty more where that came from baby.”.
“I could do this all night, if you can” she giggled and kissed him.
He caressed her breasts and pulled her close. “I’m so glad you agreed to meet me baby, I’ve wanted you since I first saw your picture,” he confessed. She smiled at him, and was more content than she’d ever been in her life.
She whispered “me too” as she reached for his manhood. Gently wrapping her hand around it she asked him quietly, “may I?”
He wrapped his hand around hers, guiding it up and down his shaft and said, “darlin’, you can have anything you want”.
She scooted down on the bed and licked him all over his shaft and balls till he was hard again. She then wrapped her lips around the tip and sucked him into her mouth. “I love the feeling of your hard cock in my mouth,” she moaned.
He was surprised at how hot and wet her mouth felt. Moaning with pleasure he ran his hands through her soft blond hair. “Keep that up. and I will be cumming in your mouth darlin.”
She moaned on his cock and felt it throbbing. Sucking him in harder and deeper. Feeling the head hit the back of her throat. She could feel it expand even more, as he started pumping his rock hard shaft deeper and deeper. He couldn’t hold back anymore and shot hot cum down her throat. He was in ecstasy, as she swallowed every drop and licked him clean.
“Wow!, no woman has ever had me cum that quick or that hard.” He pulled her up and kissed her deeply, tongues entwining.
“I want you forever darlin” he said. “But right now I need food so that I can keep my energy up for you.”
She looked him in the eye and smiled sweetly, “Promise?”
“Oh hell yes ” he replied. “Now lets go get cleaned up and go eat”.
They walked to the restaurant and in hand, and were seated in a booth. They both placed their order and touched and kissed while waiting for their food, snuggling each other close, careful not to get too carried away. Everyone could see how perfect they were for each other. After enjoying their meal they decided to get a few things from the little store nearby. Each picking something up for the other.
He got his key out and was trying to unlock the door when she hugged him from behind and caressed him thru his jeans. Opening the door he quickly turned and wrapped her in his arms. “I can’t wait to have you again and again” he growled in her ear.
“Then take me baby, I’m all yours!”

The sky was cloudy and the air was cool, but that’s okay. That’s my favorite type of weather. Clouds were looming, and it looked like it might rain later in the day. I didn’t mind; I love stuff like that. I laughed quietly as I noticed my dog trying to chase a butterfly. I tugged on the leash and smiled up at the darkening sky.
I abruptly stopped and moved my gaze down as I heard someone quickly approaching. A short, stubby redhead with a scowl on her ugly face charged at me, swinging her arms wildly. I dropped the leash and fought back as my dog barked loudly and jumped at my leg.
A tall middle-aged man with dark hair approached us and tried to push us apart. He managed to grab her arms and pull her against him.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I exclaimed.
“You bitch,” she spit at me in an annoying nasal voice, “You’re sleeping with my man!”
I rolled my eyes and said shortly, “I haven’t slept with anyone in quite a while.”
At this, she began squirming and kicking. “You’re a liar!” she screamed.
Shaking my head, I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and called the police.
After I hung up, I turned to the man and said “Thanks, could you just hold her until the police get here? I don’t feel like messing my hair up anymore.”
He chuckled and nodded.
The police arrived and asked if I wanted to press charges. I, of course, said yes. What nerve did she have attacking me while I was trying to enjoy my afternoon off? Dumb bitch.
An older cop, Officer Hawkins, discussed the details with me. He told me that the man who restrained her had seen the whole thing and agreed to be a witness. He then told me that I had to go down to the station to file a report.
I sighed and thought, “Great, more time taken out of my day by some psycho that I don’t even know.”
After picking up my dog, I followed Officer Hawkins to his car where he opened the door for me. I thanked him and climbed in. We arrived and went through the whole annoying ordeal, and then he told me I would need to talk to someone at the District Attorney’s office the next day. He gave me the address and we shook hands. Finally, 2 hours after my encounter with the annoying redhead, I was able to go home.
Later that night, I was sighing happily in a nice, warm bubble bath as I listened to the rain falling outside. After drying off, I slipped into bed and slept deeply.
Promptly at 9 the next morning, I was walking into the address that Officer Hawkins had given me. The office was small and dingy, but what could be expected for a lowly public servant, right? The secretary invited me in and directed me to a ragged chair in front of a desk that was probably made before her mother was born.
After the secretary left, I pulled out a magazine, popped my bubblegum, and looked incredibly bored. Five minutes later, a really cute guy in a suit strolled in the door. At that moment, I stopped looking bored and almost dropped my magazine. I’m such a dork.
He laughed and extended his hand. I stood up and shook his hand as we introduced ourselves. He moved behind his desk and began organizing papers.
“I’ve reviewed your case,” he began, “and I think that we can charge her with a number of things. We need at least two, so that if one gets thrown out, she could still get charged with the other. Now, we also need to decide how she knew anything about you before that meeting. This way, besides charging her with assault and battery, we could use harassment, invasion of privacy, stalking, and intentional infliction of emotional distress.”
I smiled and stood up. “Those fancy lawyer terms have an effect on people, you know… especially me.”
He straightened his tie and cleared his throat as I seated myself on the corner of his desk, letting my short black skirt ride higher on my thigh. “Well…” he started.
I leaned over and kissed him deeply, stopping his words. His hands came up to tangle themselves in my hair as he slowly stood up. His hand made its way under my shirt, rubbing my nipple in slow circles. As it hardened under his soft touch, I moaned quietly. I struggled with his belt in a breathless frenzy and finally got it undone.
He pushed my sweater up farther and began sucking on my nipple. His warm tongue felt so deliciously wonderful. I ran my fingers through his soft hair and then moved my hands back down to work on his pants.
After I pulled his hard cock out, I rubbed it slowly and he pushed me back onto his desk. He grabbed the sides of my pink satin g-string and pushed it down to my ankles. He got on top of me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist tightly.
We kissed again, letting our tongues twirl around one another as he guided his hard cock into my wet pussy. I arched my back and moaned loudly; it felt so marvelous. I sucked lightly on his earlobe and teased his neck with my teeth as he used both of his excellent hands to massage my tits.
As he pumped in and out of me, I thrust my hips to meet his every move. Our mouths came back together in their own erotic mating ritual, and I began moaning through our kiss. My hands gripped his shoulders tightly as I closed my eyes and tossed my head back, cumming all over his cock. He groaned and laid his head on my shoulder, pressing his warm lips against the curve of my neck, as he shot his hot load deep inside me.
He lifted his head up, and I looked into his eyes, laughing a little. He backed off of his desk and straightened himself as I sat up slowly.
“Best damn business meeting I’ve ever had,” he commented with a chuckle.
As I tidied up my own clothes, I winked at him. “So, when is our next meeting?”
He tossed back his head and laughed. “How about tomorrow? Same time.”
“Sounds great,” I said as she picked up my purse and walked towards the door. “See you tomorrow, stud.”

He figured it was the same old gig. A guy comes into his office and wants a private eye to follow his wife/mistress/ girl friend. Get proof that she is cheating on him. He’d been in the PI business for 10 years, and most of all his cases were like this. There were worse ways to make a living.
He has set himself up in an abandoned building across the alley from her apartment. The building is due to be demolished in a few weeks when all the permits are cleared, but that should give him enough time for what he needs to do. There are 3 windows that face her apartment, he has a digital video camera in each one all trained on her apartment.
God he loves surveillance on these newer buildings! They have such large windows you can see most of the apartment without ever having to move. A voyeurs’ paradise. A small smile plays on his lips. Doesn’t hurt a PI either.
Out of the corner of his eye he sees movement on and turns to watch as she moves across the room. Watching her walk makes a man think about sex. The sway of her hips and the swing of those long legs. It made him think about a predatory jungle cat. There is some serious pussy he thinks to himself.
Her windows are open slightly to catch the slight breeze. He can hear the throbbing beat of the music she turns on. Turning towards the doorway, she begins a slow and sexy strip tease. Maybe he’ll have something for his client sooner than expected.
The cameras record automatically as he sits there entranced by the view before him. She is naked from the waste up and her dance evolves. She begins to fondle her breasts, to stoke her neck and stomach. A quick turn and he sees the pale expanse of her back. She slides her fingers under the elastic of her panties. Her hips and legs gyrate slowly from side to side as she guides the panties down those legs. When she is down to the floor, she straightens her legs so that she is bent over from the waist. Glancing quickly at the camera, he notices that it caught the glistening liquid between her pouty nether lips.
She straightens up the rest of the way, kicking the panties into the corner. She twirls around and stands with her legs spread open. Once again she starts to sway and move to the music. Reaching down, she strokes the insides of both thighs dragging her fingers up until the touch her mound. With one hand she spreads the lips and with the other she strokes herself. She begins to twist and writhe from the stroking.
Pulling her hands away she turns to the bed. She pulls some pillows down to the end and kneels on the bed with her ass facing the window he is recording from. She spreads her legs wide using the pillows to support her head and torso. Both hands reach between her legs from underneath and begin to manipulate her genitals. With the excellent quality of his equipment he can zoom in and see how her hands begin to glisten with her fluids. She shoves one finger, then two into her pussy while the other hand rubs at her clit.
Taking one wet hand she reaches behind her back and inserts a finger, then two, into her butt hole. He can just hear her cries of pleasure. The tempo of her movements increases until he sees her body go rigid. Zooming in a little further he can see the cum leak out of her as she removes her fingers.
He zooms back out so that he can catch more of the room. She rests for a moment before turning to look towards the door. She smiles and moves off the bed to a side table. There she opens a drawer and pulls something out. She has her back to the window for a few minutes – he can only hope that one of the other cameras is getting a better view of what she is doing.
He watches as she stands and walks across the room to the oversize chair in the corner. She sits in the chair and puts both feet up near the edge. Her legs open so that her knees are way out over the arms of the chair. It is then that the object in her hand becomes clear. It is a dildo, but not an ordinary dildo. Not only in this one veined to look and feel more like the real thing, it has 2 prongs. As he watches she guides the bigger cock to her pussy and the smaller one to her ass.
She keeps her eyes trained on the doorway as she pushes the monstrous dildo inside herself. She doesn’t keep a regular pace in the beginning, wanting to drag it out as long as possible. It doesn’t take long however, and he can see how the double penetration works her into a frenzy. She is rocking her hips and she plunges the dildo in, again, and again, and again. This time her release comes with a scream.
He is rock hard. How could anyone witness that and not be? He wonders about the person there with her – the person who must be in the doorway where she directs all her exhibitions. He was baffled how anyone could witness that and not rush to ravage her.
After taking a moment to recover from her last orgasm, she walks back towards the door. She tosses the dildo on the bed, next to the bottle of lube she left there. That must have been what she was doing before, he thinks to himself.
He knows he shouldn’t, but he can’t help himself. The cameras are turned on the apartment and they will catch everything that happens. He has to relieve the pressure in his groin. Moving some steps away so that he doesn’t upset any of the sensitive equipment, he releases his cock from it’s prison and shoves his pants down to his knees.
The shaft is completely engorged and the head is almost purple. The eye of his penis is leaking a steady stream of pre-cum and he is sure he has a stain on his pants. Spitting into his hands, one hand grabs the shaft while the other reaches below to the balls. As soon as he takes hold, the shaft begins to throb. This isn’t going to take long. He rubs the palm across the tip and his hand is streaked with his body’s oil. He uses his own lubricant to aide his cause.
Up and down, gripping it hard. He releasing it in order to circle around the head, over the oh-so-sensitive tip. The hand on his balls can feel them lift as they ready to expel their load so he moves his hand back to the shaft and begins to pump in earnest. Within a couple of strokes he explodes with a yell. Ropes of semen spurt out landing some feet away.
He tucks himself away and goes back to the equipment to make sure that the data has been downloaded onto the laptop. As he glances out the window he sees her in her window across the alley. She smiles at him, blowing him a kiss. Looking over his shoulder he realizes that he had been standing in front of a window – she had a perfect view of him while he jacked off.
Face flushed he looked back to her window, but she was gone. He grinned to himself – well it was only fair after all.

Every year I go to Las Vegas for a convention and it is always a good time. I eat like a king, drink like a fish and spend like Rockefeller. I usually meet up with friend while I am there and play a few rounds of golf and go to a few strip clubs too but this year none of my buddies could make it. I was kind of bummed about flying solo but it ended up being the craziest and most memorable trip ever.
The craziness started the first night after dinner at Paris with one of my sales reps. He had to leave soon after dinner to meet up with another client so I was on my own. I spent an hour at the craps table at New York, NY. The table was consistently cold so I bet against it and cleaned up. When it started to turn I cashed out up $5000 and headed up to Coyote Ugly for more drinks and to watch the hot girls dance on the bar.
I had been there an hour or so when I noticed a few girls in their late 20s looking my way. I made eye contact with the cute short blonde with wire rimmed glasses. We held it for a while and then smiled. I was inspired by her reaction and walked over to them. The blonde was the cuter of the two with really pretty blue eyes, an infectious smile and a full curvy 5′3” body and great tits. Her friend was taller, about 5′9” with a more angular but thin body and smaller tits. They were both wearing skirts and they both had nice legs.
I bought them both a drink and we started to chat and flirt. The blonde, whose name was Jessica, was very forward and she made several very suggestive comments as her friend Terri quietly looked on.
Jessica rubbed my chest and touched my face. She grazed her fingernails across my neck and finally pressed her body against mine as we dirty danced to the music filling the room. I kept hoping her friend would take the hint and leave us alone but she didn’t. Finally the blonde put her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply. She ground her sexy body against me and her pelvis rubbed against my hard cock. When the kiss ended her brunette friend, who was suddenly emboldened grabbed me and pulled me to her. She pressed her soft lips to mine and kissed me aggressively. She plunged her tongue into my mouth as her surprisingly strong arms held me tightly.
Terri continued to kiss me as Jessica whispered in my ear. “Let’s get out of here and go up to your room.” She put her arm around my waist, Terri did the same and I walked out the door and up to my room with my hands on the firm tight asses of two women ten years my junior.
We stumbled through the door to my room as we all kissed in a sea of tongues and lips. Terri pulled my shirt over my head and kissed her way down my body as Jessica stripped naked revealing a tightly packaged curvaceous body. Her hips were wide and full, her tits were big and firm with big hard nipples and her pussy was shaved bare. Terri pulled my pants down and freed my cock from my boxer briefs. She took my throbbing rod into her mouth as Jessica pressed her full lips to my mouth and kissed me deeply.
Jessica took my hand and led me to the bed where she lay down and pulled me on top of her. She guided my cock to her wet pussy as Terri, who was still dressed, kissed her and pinched her hard nipples. I started fucking the curvy blonde with long slow strokes as she and her angular brunette friend kissed passionately.
Jessica rolled over on top of me and rode my cock as her friend pressed her lips to the blonde’s smooth shaved pussy. Jessica rode slowly so her friend could lick her hard swollen clit. Jessica’s body started to quiver and Terri stopped licking and lay down on the bed beside her friend. Jessica climbed off my hard cock and straddled her friend’s cute face. She moaned loudly as Terri began licking her clit again. Jessica looked back at me and begged me to fuck her from behind. I didn’t have to be asked twice and I settled behind her delicious ass and eased my cock into her soaking wet pussy. Terri’s tongue was everywhere as she licked my shaft and balls between slurping her friend’s swollen clit. Jessica’s body responded as I fucked her hard and her friend licked her clit until she exploded in a powerful climax. She rolled weakly off her friend and turned around to take my dripping wet cock into her mouth. Jessica licked her delicious juices from my cock as Terri began taking her clothes off. She knelt beside her pretty blonde friend in just a bra and panties and I looked on as they both licked and sucked my cock. The sight of two sexy and contrasting women sucking my dick excited me unlike ever before and I felt my cum begin to boil. Jessica took my dick down her throat as her friend stood up and pulled her panties down to reveal her 6” cock. Jessica stopped sucking my hard rod and looked up at me with her sexy blue eyes.
”I want to see you suck that cock,” she said in a sultry lust filled voice. “Do it and you will cum like never before.” Her lips touched the purple head of my cock as Terri put her hard throbbing dick to my lips.
I had never entertained a homosexual thought in my life but at that moment I was so lust crazed that didn’t matter. I looked at the stiff rod inches from my mouth and I wondered what it would feel like in my mouth. I reached my hand out and touched her hard prick as Jessica moaned around mine. Her head began to bob faster as her hand squeezed and stroked the shaft.
My lips parted of their own accord and my tongue flicked out and licked a drop of pre-cum from the thick bulbous head of Terri’s dick. Terri and Jessica moaned in unison as I tentatively traced the outline of the head with my tongue before I flattened my tongue out and licked her warm throbbing cock like a Popsicle. Jessica took my dick from her mouth and blew cool air on it as she groaned ‘’so fucking hot.” She took my aching cock into her mouth as I did the same with her friend’s pulsating member. Terri’s dick felt oddly comfortable in my mouth as I held my head still and enjoyed the spongy feeling of the thick head throbbing between my lips. I held the hard shaft in my hand and sucked on the head as my mouth began to slide over the turgid rod. It felt strangely empowering as my hand pumped her cock while it slid in and out of my lips. I opened my throat and took the big cock down my throat until my nose pressed against the neatly trimmed patch of fur. I looked up at her as tears rolled down my cheeks. I fought my gag reflex and her eyes rolled back as she moaned loudly.
Jessica continued to slowly work my cock with her mouth providing just enough stimulation to keep me hard and excited without letting me cum.
I began to lose myself in the experience. The smooth pulsating flesh in my mouth and the primal musky scent each time I buried my face against her pelvis coupled with the intense emotional thrill of the experience only served to intensify my efforts. I found myself wondering what her cum would feel and taste like. My hand was a blur as I sucked and slobbered on her hard throbbing rod. Terri’s breathing came in short gasps as her climax approached. I cupped her smooth hairless balls and felt them tighten as her cock spasmed in my mouth and spit ribbons of warm thick cum into my mouth. I swallowed the gobs of creamy cum as they shot into my mouth and I was surprised that I enjoyed both the taste and the texture. Terri’s cock stopped shooting and I held it in my mouth like a pacifier as Jessica worked hard to make me cum.
Jessica pumped and slurped my hard dick until she sensed I was ready to cum then she rammed two fingers up my ass and expertly massaged my prostate. The sensation was amazing and I came so hard I thought my dick was exploding. I fell back on the bed exhausted and watched as Jessica held my cum in her mouth and brought her lips to Terri’s so they could share my seed in a deep passionate kiss.
They kissed wet an passionately as Jessica unfastened Terri’s bra. I expected them to be stuffed but I was shocked when a perfect pair of surgically enhanced 36b breasts spilled from the cups.
”Jake, thank you so much,” she said, ”Terri and I have never shared a man before. ” She went on to explain how they were actually husband and wife but a year earlier Terri had confessed that he wanted to be a woman. They both quit their jobs and moved from their home in rural Missouri to California. Terri began living full time as a woman but they remained monogamous. Terry wanted to experience being with a man, but he was not attracted to gay men. They decided to go to Vegas, Sin City, to try and help him live out his, and surprisingly Jessica’s fantasy as well.
Terry, being young, had already recovered from his climax and his cock was nearing full mast. I watched with excitement as Terri mounted her wife missionary position and fucked her with slow leisurely strokes. The sight was intensely erotic as two sets of perfect tits mashed together and they kissed passionately while Terri’s cock pistoned in and out of Jessica’s wet pussy. My cock stiffened at the sight and Jessica motioned me over. ”I want your cock in my ass,” Jessica said breathlessly. ”There is lube in my purse.”
I grabbed the lube and slathered it over my hard cock as Terri continued to fuck her wife missionary style. Jessica rolled on top of her shemale husband with Terri’s cock still deep inside her. She reached back and slid a finger up her ass then pulled it out and pushed it into my mouth.
”You like that don’t you.” she said as I sucked on her finger like a miniature cock.
”Yes ma’am,” I replied, betraying my submissive nature.
”Terri baby, I think we have a submissive toy to play with. I bet we can get him to do anything if we play our cards right,” Jessica said and she was right. I had always been submissive and turned on by aggressive women. The D/s lifestyle and humiliation were frequent players in my fantasy life and it seemed I had stumbled on the right couple to fulfill my fantasies; even the ones I didn’t know existed.
Jessica started to take charge of the situation. She parted her ass cheeks and ordered me to lick her asshole as she slowly fucked her shemale husband. I knelt behind her delectable ass and allowed my tongue to slither along the crack of her ass as her hips rose and fell on her husbands cock. I tentatively licked her puckered asshole as my lust continued to rise. My tongue plunged into her tight hole as her husbands cock rubbed wetly against my chin.
”Lick her cock while you are back there you submissive pig,” she ordered.
I licked Terri’s cock and Jessica’s pussy and asshole. My tongue was everywhere as raw lust and passion consumed my body.
”Now fuck my asshole slave,” Jessica ordered.
I didn’t have to be told twice so I straightened up and sank my throbbing well lubricated dick into her asshole. Jessica grunted as two cocks filled her sexy body.
I began slowly thrusting my cock up her ass as her husband fucked her dripping wet cunt. I could feel each stroke as her cock rubbed against mine through the thin membrane that separated Jessica’s two holes. Jessica moaned and groaned as we fucked her harder and harder until her body shook with another powerful climax.
”Enough,” she said as she pushed me off her and climbed off her husband’s wet cock. ”You two can finish each other off while I watch.”
Terri took charge. She pushed me onto the bed and lay on top of me. Her lips found mine and he kissed me deeply, thrusting her long tongue into my mouth. The sensations were incredibly erotic as her hard cock rubbed against mine and her firm tits pressed against my chest. She quickly turned around into a tight 69 position and took my cock into her warm mouth as her dick hovered over my mouth.
I opened my mouth wide and accepted her warm throbbing meat into my mouth. The combination of Jessica’s sweet juices and Terri’s tangy precum was delicious and I moaned my approval around the hard shaft as Terri began to fuck my mouth.
Her big cock thrust in and out of my mouth and she went deeper and deeper with each powerful stroke until her pelvis slapped my nose with each stroke.
Terri’s expert mouth worked my cock with a sloppy wet fervor until I felt my climax begin in my toes and explode from my cock in a powerful series of spasms that filled her mouth with my seed. She gulped down my juice as she continued to violently fuck my mouth. I could feel her orgasm approaching and I was anxiously awaiting another filling of her creamy delicious cum when she suddenly stopped. She pulled her big cock from my mouth leaving me disappointed and empty. I was enjoying being used and fucked by the pretty pre-op transsexual so much that I was about to beg her to let me finish her off. Before I could voice my disappointment she flipped me over onto my stomach and raised my ass in the air. She quickly greased her cock and my asshole and then sank her hard meat into my virgin hole. Jessica had recovered and was no longer content to be a spectator. She settled in front of my mouth and grabbed my hair. She guided my mouth to her succulent pussy as her she-male husband held my hips and fucked my asshole hard and fast. She rammed her iron rod into me ferociously and the sound of slapping flesh echoed through the room. Jessica held my face tightly against her soaking wet pussy and ground her clit on my face.
I was in my glory as they used me like a fuck toy, each demanding pleasure as they raped my willing body. Terri’s cock exploded in my ass sending ribbons of cum inside me as her wife worked herself to a powerful climax on my wet face.
Terri collapsed next to her exhausted yet satisfied wife and kissed her deeply. Terri whispered something to Jessica and she nodded her agreement. Terri stood up, grabbed me by the hair and led me to the bathroom. She pushed me into the tub and ordered my to kneel before her and suck her flaccid cock. Jessica stood behind him and watched as he released a stream of salty yellow pee into my mouth.
”Drink it all slave,” Jessica ordered.
I kept my mouth glued to Terri’s dick and gulped down as much of the salty liquid as I could. I loved the humiliation and degradation of it. Terri finished and Jessica took his place.
”Lick my cunt slave!” She demanded as she grabbed my head roughly and forced it into her shaved pussy.
I started to lick her delicious quim and she too started pee. I stopped licking and tried to drink her yellow treat.
”Did I tell you to stop licking pig!” she yelled. ”Make me cum while I piss on you slave.”
I sank my face back into her hole and strummed her clit as piss cascaded over me. The flow subsided just as her body shook from another climax.
Jessica pushed me back in the tub and turned the cold water on. ”Get cleaned up pig, we are all going out.”
I quickly washed up and got dressed as Jessica and Terri did the same.
Jessica traded her sexy black dress for a short black leather skirt, a black leather corset that laced up the back and accentuated her full hips, tiny waist and big breasts. She also wore thigh high black leather boots and her wire rimmed glassed. She held a riding crop in one hand and a leather studded dog collar and leash in the other.
Terri wore a black leather dress that hugged her tight body and accentuated her perfect tits and spike heals that made her legs look fantastic. She also held a matching leash in her hand.
Jessica fastened her collar and leash around my neck and Terri attached her leash to the collar as well. Jessica unbuttoned my shirt and together the walked me like a dog out of the hotel and into a cab. People around us stared and the humiliation was incredibly exciting. Jessica told the cab driver to take us to The Green Door.
Ten minutes later we pulled into the parking lot of the swingers club and the girls led me inside. We grabbed drinks from the bar and sat at a table where we could see the people on the dance floor. Jessica went to check on the availability of the dungeon and when she left Terri told me she was looking forward to making me suck her cock in front of an audience. I had to admit the idea excited me too, as did her next statement. She told me that as soon as my cock was ready she wanted it up her ass.
”Do you think you can handle being a top,” he chided.
”Yes Mistress Terri,” I replied obediently.
Terri led me by my leash to a stage in the corner of the room. She ordered me to strip as she dropped to her knees and took my rapidly hardening cock into her warm wet mouth. Her head bobbed over my stiff cock as Jessica joined us on the stage. A crowd started to form around us as Jessica pealed her skirt off and squirted a generous dollop of lube into her hand. Terry turned around, raised her muscular ass in the air and flipped her skirt up over her hips. Jessica greased up my cock and then pulled Terri’s panties down and did the same to her asshole as I stepped behind her and positioned the head of my cock at the puckered hole.
”Fuck her good slave,” Jessica ordered as she positioned her sexy naked body in front of Terri.
I pushed my slick cock into Terri’s tight ass as she lowered her mouth to her wife’s pussy.
I fucked her ass with long slow strokes as she got used to my dick inside her. Terri’s mouth devoured Jessica’s pussy as a crowd of 20 people stood beside the stage. My pace quickened and Terri’s body responded to the rhythmic stroking of her prostate. Jessica turned around into a tight 69 and took Terri’s cock into her mouth. Most of our audience was blocked from the view of Terri’s cock and they likely had no idea that the pretty brunette being fucked up the ass on stage was sporting 7” of hard throbbing man meat.
Harder and faster I fucked Terri as people around us watched our show. I could feel my climax building and at Jessica’s command I buried my cock deep inside Terri’s ass and shot my load.
Jessica ordered me onto my knees in front of Terry. She pulled Terri’s dress off revealing the hard throbbing manhood to all of the audience. The sexy couple kissed deeply as I took the flesh rod into my mouth and lost myself in the task of pleasing Terri.
The throbbing hunk of meat slid down my throat and I realized that this was the culmination of a life time of fantasies. Many that I never knew existed. I wrapped my arms around Terri’s strong thighs and slipped two fingers up her gapping cum filled asshole as I deep throated her cock. Terri began fucking my mouth as I fingered her slick asshole until she rewarded me with another delicious mouthful of thick creamy cum. I swallowed her load as several couples joined us on stage.
A tall extremely curvy and well endowed brunette walked up to Jessica and dropped to her knees. The curvy brunette looked up at Jessica with soft bedroom eyes and asked meekly if she could lick Mistress’ pussy. Jessica pushed the cute brunette onto her back and straddled her face. Two strong muscular men grabbed me. One took me by the throat and forced me onto my knees as the other moved behind me. They quickly undressed as they asked Jessica if they could borrow me.
”Of course, he is just a fuck toy we picked up in a bar. He is a good submissive pig and will do anything you command. Oh and he was deflowered earlier this evening by my hubby,” she said as she ground her saturated cunt on the big brunette’s face.
The man in front of me pulled out his semi hard cock and rubbed the head across my lips. Pre-cum leaked from the tip as it grew harder. It was easily 8” when he started and my eyes widened as it reached a full 11” of thick throbbing flesh.
”Open wide sissy,” he said in a deep baritone. I looked up at him, my eyes traveling up his smooth shaved and chiseled body to his cold demanding eyes. ”Do what I say or you will be punished,” he demanded.
I opened my mouth wide and slid my lips over his enormous cock as he groaned approvingly. His precum tasted different than Terri’s loads. It was sweeter and I slurped it up as it leaked steadily from the spongy purple head. He grabbed my head firmly and held it steady as his hips thrust forward forcing the giant rod down my inexperienced throat. I loved the humiliation and degradation of fellating a stranger on stage in a room full of people. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensation as he fucked my mouth with his magnificent tool. A mix of saliva and pre-cum spilled from my mouth as he fucked my face.

After Paula left my office, I tried to regain my composure. The unexpected sexual liaison was enough to occupy my thoughts, but Paula’s last comment kept pushing to the front of my brain. “You know Geneen and I are close, but I don’t think you know HOW close. Tonight you are going to find out!” My fantasies started to take shape.
All day long I kept getting caught up in situations that took a long time to handle. I had to skip lunch, and was facing a late night at the office. Geneen and Paula didn’t come by my office for small talk as they usually did, and when I would see either of them in passing they would just smile and wink and hurry off, instead of engaging in our usual banter. The way they were acting let me know that they had something big planned for tonight, and didn’t want to give it away. My fantasies went into overdrive.
Somehow I made it through the rest of the day and I probably accomplished something – but I was not really paying attention to work. About 6:45 pm I managed to get away from the office, and I headed over to Gators for the Happy Hour. We usually stopped in there for a drink after work, just to blow off some steam and relax a little before heading home. Paula and Geneen had left work without so much as saying goodbye, and I was hoping to find one or both of them there. I didn’t see either of their cars in the parking lot, but that wasn’t too strange – Gators is in a Holiday Inn and sometimes parking is not available right at the entrance.
The Help Desk gang was there in our usual spot, and I waved to Tina, the wait