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As usual, I was so angry, I told Mike I wasn’t going a few times already, all the while continuing to dry my hair, apply make up, trying to choose an outfit to wear. Each Christmas party, Thanksgiving dinner, Fourth of July barbecue and all the rest of festive days, every birthday, anniversary, baby shower and wedding reception that we have attended together as a married couple had been preceded by an inevitable tension, arguments and shouting matches. One or both of us deciding that we were not going, stomping around the house, throwing clothes and car keys against the wall, angry enough to be able to smack one another, although it never quite got to that point.

This was to be a Valentine’s Day party at Mike’s friend’s place, whom I never even met. One of their buddies from teenage years was flying in from New York and they were to meet for the first time in twenty years and “kick it”. I listened to endless stories of their escapades and how they were like brothers. I was sick of it already.

Besides, I had a sneaking suspicion that the only reason I was invited along was because Jahan was bringing his wife and I was probably to be a distraction for her, so that she wouldn’t be in danger of dying from boredom listening to their stories, undoubtedly minor occurrences blown out of proportion.

Even walking out the door, we argued. He didn’t like what I was wearing, there were comments about make up, he wanted me to put on glasses so that I could drive… By the time we agreed on a cab and were standing in front of his friend’s front door, we’ve been through a huge battle and were not speaking to each other.

The minute we entered the crowded apartment, I was hit by the realization of how Mike had felt when he attended Christmas parties at my job. He was never too eager to go, but did as a married couple does on the occasions like that. Whenever we arrived at the place of festivities I could literally count to ten and before I was through, he would hiss at me: “So, I’m a token nigger again”.

Of course that was not true. None of those parties were exclusively for people of one race, but I just happened to work in predominantly white office and though that did not bother him on other occasions, the insecurities must have set in when faced with a crowd that we were joining. By the time we were leaving however, he was pleasantly drunk and buddy-buddy with most of the people who attended.

As we walked into the apartment, I noticed that I was the only white woman there. I looked around carefully and with a sinking feeling realized I was the only white person. I knew a couple of guys, Mike’s friends, who never went beyond a nod and a grin to me, and I seriously doubted that by the time we left I would be any better of.

I turned around to poke my husband with the same comment he annoyed me with each time he found himself in the situation that I was in now, of course, appropriately calling myself “cracker”, and found him embracing his friends in a most annoying display of male bonding.

After polite introductions, I grabbed a drink and sat in a corner, looking out of the window, admiring the breathtaking view of Chicago skyline and trying to make myself as invisible as I could.

To Mike’s credit, I have to admit he passed by me a few times, lovingly caressing my hair or giving me a hug and asking if I was okay, suggesting I should mingle.

“No, I’m fine here.” I said with a smile as sweet as I could make it. I knew I was going to hear about it later on our way home, not wanting to socialize with his friends. “It’s beautiful here.” I said and wishfully looked out the window again.

“Yeah, it is.” Mike replied. “Brenda and Jahan will be here soon.” He added and was gone.

I didn’t really look forward to meeting even more new people. I have become weary of funny looks directed towards us when we turned up in public together. Our families did not make it any easier on us and despite our marriage having lasted for seven years I always suspected that they were expecting us to break up any day now. Twenty-first century and a big city did nothing for the small-mindedness and we both tried our best to ignore it, but sometimes it was just too insulting.

A couple of hours later, my jaw started hurting from yawning, as I felt I was too tired to concentrate on anything but staying awake. I drank more than usual and satisfyingly noticed that I had managed to empty most of the Bailey’s bottle by myself.

Every few minutes the doorbell rang and more people that I didn’t know came, stuffing the already overcrowded apartment even more. I got a few nods from men and women who walked past me, some pausing in front of the window that I had been standing by, looking out and admiring the view.

A roar of yelling jerked me out of my thoughts in which I had escaped to keep myself amused and I realized that the long awaited friend had finally arrived. I couldn’t be bothered to join in the festivities of his arrival, continuously staring out the window, wishing I were anywhere but here.

I felt Mike’s hand on my shoulder and was turned around against my will, still managing to smile and put on a façade of interest. Jahan was a handsome, tall guy with carefully maintained dreads, reaching to his mid back. He wore designer clothes and if I was to meet him on the street, I would probably do a double take.

This time however, my eyes were only for a woman standing next to him. Her height was the first that I had noticed, having gotten used to the fact that most women were shorter than me. She was an attractive brunette with lively, hazel eyes and nice, sporty body. Dressed in plain jeans and denim shirt, she certainly didn’t match her husband or most of the people in the room, who were all dressed as if going to a Christmas party, including me.

I shook Jahan’s hand but my eyes remained on the woman. She smiled at me and offered her own, carefully manicured hand in greeting. “I’m Brenda.” She said simply and I stuttered my name as if it wasn’t my own.

She had straight, shoulder length hair with a reddish glow. She was not a beauty, but I cannot recall seeing a more interesting person than her in a long time. She looked at our husbands, who were now hugging and tapping each other on their backs, laughing and throwing loving insults at one another, talking about whose dreads looked more genuine and whose belly was bigger.

Brenda rolled her eyes and grabbed me under the arm. “Come, let’s go and find a drink. I’ve had a hard evening already.” She said and I smiled, she must have read my mind.

We sat on the couch, admiring the view and chitchatting, which to my great amazement seemed to come easily, even though this was the first time we have met. I kept looking at her face, finding it more and more fascinating. Her lips were full and her eyes big and round. She had a habit of tucking her hair behind her ears, showing off small ears, bejeweled with delicate, antique looking jade earrings. I liked everything about her, even the way she scratched her head when confronted with a question that needed a careful thought before answering.

We discovered mutual love for books, she works for a New York publishing house, which I did some translations for, and she suggested that we have probably met before, just don’t remember each other.

“No,” I said, shaking my head. “I would have remembered you. You’re not the kind of person one forgets easily.”

She looked at me, her face serious, her eyes smiling. I cursed myself quietly for being so indiscreet. Before I got married, I fooled around with a couple of women, nothing serious, but I still thought about them sometimes. Brenda would certainly be a kind of a woman I would want to mess around with. Providing neither of us was married. I knew Mike wouldn’t stand for it, and although I didn’t know Jahan, I suspected he was the same.

Did I just hit on my husband’s friend’s wife? Of course I did. Did she notice? By the looks of it, she did. And from what I could see, she didn’t mind. I sighed in relief.

“I’ll take that as a compliment, Nikkie.” She said and I nodded. “So, what’s your real name?” she asked and I cringed. I never liked to be called by my given name, which was usually used by my parents when I did something wrong.

“Nicola.” I said. “But, please don’t call me that.”

We giggled as if sharing a secret and she grabbed my hand, squeezing it gently, sending shivers up and down my spine. I liked her more by the minute, and although I couldn’t swear to it, I believed she liked me to. Not just as a conversationalist either.

It has been a long time since I’ve been with anyone but my husband and I feared I had lost my touch. I was going to simply let it be. See what happens, as one might say.

I was disappointed to see Mike approaching, fearing that the night had ended before I had enough time to talk to Brenda more. I loved chatting with her. She was funny and smart, with a sense of humor just as dry as mine, and goofiness much like my own. I had to admit that going home might have been a good idea, though. I had gotten fairly drunk.

“Come on,” said Mike, taking my hand. “We’re all going to Excalibur.” My heart jumped. More time with Brenda.

“Great!” I said and looked at her. She had walked away, talking to her husband. In the confusion of about sixty people leaving the apartment, I had lost the sight of Brenda, which was quite disappointing. Despite the fact that we were in the center of downtown, getting cabs for everybody would take a while and I feared she would have found a different amusement by the time I made it to the club.

We were lucky to be one of the first ones out of the building and managed to flag down the first cab passing by. We were about to enter it when Brenda came running. “Wait, wait!” she yelled and waved her arms. “Mike, go with Jahan. He’s got a cab, too. I’ll go with Nikkie.”

Mike was quite happy to join his old friend. I was certain there were many things they wanted to discuss out of their wives’ earshot. I was exhilarated.

I entered the cab first, Brenda following. I turned around and saw that Mike and Jahan caught the cab behind us. We pulled off and looked at Brenda smiling. I was happy to notice that she was smiling back at me.

“Where to, ladies?” asked the cabbie.

“Excalibur!” said Brenda. “And please, don’t take the shortest way.”

The guy gave us a suspicious look in the mirror.

“Seriously,” nodded Brenda into the mirror. “Lose your way and I’ll tip you good.”

The cab driver shrugged his shoulders and averted his gaze onto the street in front of him. I’m sure he had seen his fair share of weirdoes and odd requests.

We turned the corner and I felt Brenda’s hand on my thigh. “I like those boots.” She said. Those were the same boots that Mike had been giving me grief over earlier in the evening.

“You look like a hooker.” He said, measuring me with his eyes, the boots reaching over the knees and almost touching the hem of the mini dress I was wearing.

“Yeah,” I replied. “But I’m your hooker!” I smiled back and he walked away, disgusted.

I kept looking at Brenda’s hand on my thigh; her fingers caressing me, touching the top of the boots and the bottom of the short dress. I found her staring into my eyes. “If I’m wrong, please tell me now.” she whispered. I swallowed hard and shook my head.

Brenda’s fingers found their way up my thigh and she yelped in surprise. “Oh, you little tart!” she said when she touched the stocking suspenders realizing I was wearing garter belt.

“Always prepared,” I whispered hoarsely, grateful to my persistence in ignoring Mike’s protests. He had called me the same, but with different words and in a harsh tone of voice. The meaning was quite different.

“I want to kiss you,” I continued and closed my eyes. All I wanted was to feel her soft lips on mine.

“Later.” She whispered in reply. “The guys’ cab is behind us. We have to sit still.”

I nodded and gasped when I felt her fingers press against my panties. I opened my eyes and found the cabbie staring in the mirror, obviously aware of what was going on in the back of his vehicle. I hoped he wouldn’t crash and opened my legs, allowing Brenda’s fingers to slip under the edge of my panties, finding their way between my pussy lips and straight onto my clitty. Her touch felt like an electric shock making me shiver with pleasure.

“Scoot down some.” She said and I obeyed. We both slid on the seat, our heads still visible from the vehicle behind us, our hands free to roam.

Brenda pressed her fingers on my clitty and in circling motions made me wet within seconds. She had the Midas touch and within a couple of minutes, I was ready to cum. To my great disappointment her hand left my clitty, only to slide down my pussy and I could feel her shoving her long fingers deep inside of me.

I looked at her and found her grinning. “Not yet, Nik.” She whispered. “Not yet.”

The cab swayed dangerously and we realized that the cabbie was watching us more than the road ahead. Brenda giggled and I closed my eyes in embarrassment. I was certain this was not the first time he had seen anything like that in the back seat of his taxi, but it was the first time I had ever done heavy petting in the presence of a third party. I had to admit that it was a huge turn on, though.

“Fuck, Brenda, I lost it now.” I said out loud when I realized that the moment had passed and I wasn’t going to cum. A second later I felt her fingers slipping out of me and returning to the sensitive bud they had so carefully massaged a little while ago, resuming the teasing, bringing me on the verge of orgasm, only to stop at the last moment and slip inside me again.

A brutal sound of a car horn behind us startled all three of us, and I realized our cab was standing in front of the green light.

“What are you looking at?” I snapped at the cabbie. He snickered and pulled off. I spread my legs even more, chancing a cramp but not caring. Brenda had made me feel really good, if only she would finish what she had started.

To my great disappointment I realized we were just around the corner from the club that we were heading to. “Here we are.” I said and pulled Brenda’s hand out of my panties, pushing it away from me. I was pissed.

I didn’t want to see how much she paid the cabbie. He had a free show, that must have counted for something, but I didn’t say anything. When I stepped out of the car, Mike and Jahan were already waiting for us.

“Why didn’t you tell him where to go?” asked Mike, obviously annoyed. “He took you for a ride.”

“Yeah, yeah.” I said, my anger rising. I felt as if I had cotton wool stuffed in my panties, my pussy was swollen and twitching. I needed a drink.

As soon as we entered the club the guys headed straight for the first bar they saw. I tried to follow, but was stopped by Brenda grabbing onto my arm. “Get some beer for us, too.” She yelled at Jahan, failing to make herself heard. She just waved at him and pulled me after her.

“Come on, Nik.” She half whispered, half yelled in my ear and before I knew, I was dragged up the stairs to the second floor, following her reluctantly. When we reached the top of the stairs, she pointed towards the bathrooms and continued to drag me after her.

As the door of the bathrooms slammed behind us, drowning the impossible noise of music and people shouting somewhat, another noise of giggling and girlie chitchatting hit us. The room was half-full; there were still a couple of stalls empty. If there was a line, I don’t think we could have done what followed.

Without a word Brenda grabbed my hand and led me to the very last stall by the wall. I saw some raised eyebrows and gazes following us, some amused, some disgusted. Again, I could have cared less. I’m sure most of the chicks in the bathrooms have seen the like before.

We squeezed into the stall and I finally turned to her, nervous and expectant. “Brenda, we really shouldn’t…”

Before I managed to utter another word, she hugged me and finally I felt her soft lips on mine. She kissed me gently; sliding her tongue inside my mouth, at the same time I felt my dress being lifted and her fingers slipping inside my panties. She found the spot that had already had plenty of attention inside the cab and started rubbing it, never breaking her kiss.

I moved my pelvis against her hand, vaguely hearing the comments and giggles from the outside. I can never manage to have sex quietly, but this time around I have achieved just that. I’m sure Brenda felt and heard my heavy breath against her ear, but the chicks on the other side of the door wouldn’t.

I was so close to cumming again and if she didn’t realize that by the way my body reacted, she must have felt my strong squeeze on her arm. She kept her fingers on me, at the same time slipping down and to my great surprise kneeling. She pushed the hem of my dress into my hand and pulled down my panties. She bumped my booted feet apart and squeezed in between.

I almost screamed when I felt her tongue replace the fingers. She wasn’t messing around either. Her lips immediately sucked onto my clitty, pulling and massaging it in a steady rhythm, which slowly kept intensifying. I could feel the long awaited orgasm approaching and I gathered all my strength to remain standing up and not let out a yelp of pleasure, but rather just a loud gasp. I was beyond worrying what the women present in the same room were thinking, they certainly knew what was going on by now.

I was still shivering when Brenda got off her knees, stood up and kissed me, thrusting her tongue deep inside my mouth, letting me taste my own juices on her lips. At the same time, she was unzipping her jeans and I noticed that her hands were trembling. What she had done to me had fired her up and she whispered in my ear: “Just touch me, Nik.”

She sat on the toilette as if she was about to pee and this time I knelt in front of her, reaching between her legs. I wanted to rub her clitty just as she had rubbed mine, but her hand pushed my fingers inside of her wet pussy, helping me find the most sensitive spot just a couple of inches from the entrance.

“Push on it, Nik.” She gasped. “I’m almost there.”

I could feel her shivering as she pulled my face towards hers and kissed me hard. At first I thought she had peed on my hand. It had taken me a few seconds to realize that she gushed and I regretted I had not seen it properly. I’ve never been a witness to a woman ejaculating and I could never do it, no matter how I tried.

We froze in a moment; Brenda sitting on the toilette with her legs spread and I kneeling in front of her, our lips touching, our noses rubbing against each other.

“We’d better go back.” I whispered and she closed her eyes, nodding.

Brenda stood up, dressed herself and helping me up, too.

“I want to see you again, Nikkie.” She said and my heart jumped. “Jahan is leaving tomorrow and I’m staying for a couple of days. I’m at the Drake Hotel.”

We embraced and I didn’t feel like going back out, but knew we had to. We’ve already spent more than enough time away from the guys.

Just as I turned around to open the door she grabbed my arm. “Yeah?” she asked, caressing my face. “Will you see me again?”

“Of course.” I said, excited and a little worried. I wanted to be with this woman no matter the danger or consequences.

We ignored the mocking looks of the girls that we passed by. I didn’t care what anybody thought. Brenda opened the door of the bathroom and we stepped into the club, instantly bombarded by the rhythm of music and raised voices of the clubbers.

We joined the guys at the small table by the bar and as I sat down next to Mike he put his arm around my shoulders. I noticed Jahan did the same. I also noticed Brenda’s long and meaningful look, holding my gaze steadily.

I have just come closer to the love at first sight than ever before.

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Fall 1989

It was the bleak end of fall, days before the cold would soon wrap its icy fingers around the banks of the missippi, so the misfit street punks I was living with now, would have to huddle closer over bottles of rot gut whiskey. I had left home at in my mid teens, I was a baby with no money and no real ambition, I was heavy set, but with a curvy figure, all torn t-shirts thrift store dresses, often wearing fishnets under my ragged kilts and bondage skirts. with a ring though my baby doll lips.
I first witnessed the spectacle Irene at a coffee shop I loitered at, she was a very butch older lesbian, I had seen her around the gay clubs further down bourbon we snuck into, she was easily three hundred pounds and carried every ounce like she was proud of it, her hair was black and sheared very short like a mans, wore flannel and demmin, and smoke cigars that made every one cough, I think she was somewhere between thirty five and forty.
She was the manager of the coffee joint and would have to chase us kids out when ever she got irrtated with our long stays over single cups of coffee, taking up lots of table space in the trendy french quarter cafe. “Dyke.” one of the gutter punk guys would snicker. And Irene would stare them down and order them out with her booming voice. One time during a awful drunken night during Mardi gras, I saw Irene beat the snot out of a silly redneck from Idaho, I never knew what he did to offend her, but he left with blood pouring from his nose like a faucet, and she wore his U of I hat as a trophy for a week.
Me and some other kids had crashed a local artists gallery opening, I was proud of myself cause I was wearing twenty hole docs I had pilfered from a poseur girl while she was sleeping. I was stuffing my mouth with crackers, when I heard some one snort loudly behind me, I turned quickly, and Irene was right behind me, breathing down my neck, she towered over me, dressed in a mans shirt and tie, each of her breaths were heavy, tainted with whiskey.
Full of cocky punk additude I muttered, “What do you think you are looking at you fat dyke?”
“Nice boots.” Irene slurred, pressing her weight into me, her hand cupped my ass, under my skirt, my heart was racing, no one noticed us in the corner, away from everyone else, over the noise of people drinking and laughing and Bauhaus on the sound system “But,” she wondered aloud “how would they look on me?”
I couldnt say anything, my pussy twitched, soaking wet, I swore I could feel my clit hard through my clothes. Her large arm surrounded me pulling me back into a bear like hug, Her hand grabbed roughly at my breasts as the other found its way between my legs.
“MMM, wet.” she breathed into my ear, she ripped her fingers through my fishnets and under my white cotton grannie panties, when I fet her rough fingers part my pussy lips I struggled against her. She held me tighter.
“I could yell.” I warned her.
“No one cares what happens to a lil quarter rat.” her fingers played with my clit, then paused on my tight hole, she penetrated it with one finger then two, hooking her fingers in deep, pulling and stretching.
“Besides,” she laughed “for some one who acts as tough shit as you and your friends you are still a lil cherry, maybe some one should teach you how not to be such a little snot. All I could do is moan, riding her fingers, wanting more.
“uhhh,” I whimpered, nodding in agreement.
One of my drunken friends, stopped to laugh at me as he passed, then disapeared to the mens room. I scowled at him for not helping me.
“Come.” she snarled, I followed her like a puppy out the door, into the rain, one of my friends shouted my name but i ignored them, stumbling after Irene in a lustful trance.
She lived in a appartment on canal St. just outside of the quarter,at the top of a twisty pair of dark stair cases, it was old and dark and smelt like sweat, in the centre of the cluttered room was a futton piled with pillows.
She said laughing, “I know you ve never been with a boy before, ever made love to a woman?”
I stood by the edge of the futton and shook my head nodumb with lust and fear, she was staring at me like a cat on the prowl, she pushed me down on the futon and landed on top, that knocked the wind out of me, straddling me.
A storm was now raging outside, she smiled as lightening cracked, it was truly winter in louisiana, “Theres no way your going out in that storm lil one, no way, you might as well get comfy.”
She ditched her tie and shirt, she peeled of a black sports bra, her strong arms were decrorated with tattoos, womens faces smiling coyly, japanese writing. Each heavy tit swung heavily, at the end of each nipple was a silver ring. She tugged at each nipple, then guided my hand to do the same.
“You know, ” Irene said “I ve seen alot of kids like you over the years, you last for like maybe a year then you are turning tricks, so it seems like I should take care of you, or, at least teach you something.” she said the last part laughing.
Irene flipped me over so I was ass up, in a sort of doggy style, she tugged of my clothes, my ripped fishnets, yanked of my docs even though they were only half unlaced, those she threw into some dark corner.
Her hands burrowed into my wet snatch, gentler this time but they were going deeper and deeper, When she had worked her way past one finger to all four she started gently pumping, slowly spreading her fingers inside me, taking obvious glee in stretching me out, working in, she could of been smaking her lips at the sight, but I closed my eyes and decided to enjoy the experience that I had no control over. I was chewing on a pillow trying not to cry out. Irene grabbed a handful of my hair, pulled me up on to all fours and smacked my ass with a belt, I yowled, and she laughed.
“Just wanted to make sure you didnt pass out. ” she giggled almost girlishly”I dont want you to miss out, not the next part.”
I tried to turn to look at her but I rene smacked me again, a matching set of welts now decorated my ass, and throbbed burning red. She was fussing with something, putting something on herself.
“stay up like that” she commanded, I pointed my ass up high at her, she squirted some cold lube around my pussy.
I laughed, what did she need that for? I was already wetter then the rain soaked streets outside, slicker then black ice.
She parted my pussy lips, a hard cold rubber dildo, black and thick and long, “I am going to be your first fuck you lil slut.” she growled, and thrust all of the long hard shaft of her strap on inside of me. My insides screamed, she yanked the moster out almost all the way but then returned with another merciless thrust, then another, then another, she began replacing the strokes with a quicker tempo, I fell forward with the strength of her thrusts but she pulled me back up by my hair.
“Be good, or I ll do your ass next.” she growled.
Irene pulled out, I felt the wet dildo slap againts my inner thigh. My pussy begged for more even though it throbbed.
She flipped me over again, even though I was big a girl myself she threw me around like a pillow, she tore of her pants and stood above me. Her belly was large, she squatted over my face, she had three peircings through her clit, and was very hairy. Despite my protests she lowered her fat pussy on top of my mouth. smoothering my face, I sarted licking at her, pulling at the rings with my teeth, I must of finally pleased her, as I ran my tounge around her hole, she grunted and groaned grinding her crotch in my face.
“Oh Yes!” she screamed, and rode me till she orgasmed and I was out of breath.
Hours later, Irene laid snoring beside me, I slowly crept out of bed, my walk was a little challenged. The sun was coming up through the clouds, I had a bruised ass and blood stained thighs. I found my clothes amongst the clutter, my bag of stuff. I stuffed the dildo in the sack. I didnt dare pinch her wallet, she taught me she was more then capable of dispensing horrible punishment, thinking agian I grabbed her wallet and put it in my pocket.

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It was a Thursday night when my lover Morgana was staring out the window when I opened the door behind her. She didn’t turn around. She felt my hands rest on her shoulders. She still didn’t turn.

My hands moved quickly behind her. Holding one arm around her waist, I pulled her back against me, with my other hand hoisting up the back of her skirt. Her wonderful creamy thighs and magnificent ass cheeks were naked above her stockings. I cupped my hand over her pubis. “You’re dripping wet,” I said huskily.

She still didn’t move. “I’m always wet,” she replied.

She heard the zipper of my fly snap open, then with one hand in the centre of her back, I bent her over the windowsill. A moment later she felt me large and hard inside her. She gasped, her concentrated gaze out the window broken, her hands resting against the windowsill for support. She gasped again. A mew like groan came from her throat.

My hands grasped like vices against her hips as I rammed myself like a trip hammer behind her, shoving back and forth inside her. My voice was strong with triumph. “You love it.”

‘Yes, yes!’ she was almost screaming with a mixture of pain and pleasure. “I love it.”

“Good, no more sex until Saturday night with your bi-sexual, lipstick lesbian lover while I watch,” I told her. All week long I had been looking forward to watching Raeline, one of her bi-sexual girlfriends seduce her. Though probably not nearly as much as Morgana had been looking forward to being seduced by Raeline.

Saturday night has long been a favourite time for sex for Morgana and me. Roger. We are are both gender fluid and we both enjoy a sexual challenge. We have had countless variations of sexual relations on Saturday nights. So many variations that we seldom bother with or are offered missionary sex Three-ways with men, women, teenage girls and boys, Four-ways even. And we do enjoy others watching us having sex – performing, fucking for an audience.

Morgana and me both have a high sex drive and thrive on sexual excitement. We are both in our late thirties, attractive business professionals, sexually sophisticated, and gender fluid, bi-sexual.

Morgana has a wonderful body, good legs and hips, wonderful creamy thighs and magnificent ass cheeks, flat stomach, modest tits with long hard nipples when aroused. I am comfortable with her when she attracts attention from both sexes. Her best feature, to paraphrase people of both sexes who have licked and kissed it, is her beautiful pussy. I love to tell her the way she has it waxed for me is so sexy, a beautiful, neat, black triangle for me.

Morgana loves the excitement of flaunting her naked body for both sexes, and the reaction of men and women licking and kissing it as foreplay. Even more exciting if their partner is watching or tongue kissing her.

She is to please and be pleased sexually. The size of a man’s cock is important for her and she loves being licked, teased and edged by both sexes. We both enjoy having sex with an extra person or persons watching. And we really do enjoy some racy commentary during sex, an extra dimension.

Just after ten on the Saturday morning Morgana had her phone on speaker so I could listen in to the conversation. It was Raeline asking if she could bring a friend along that night.

“Who is your friend? Anyone we know? How old? Male or female?,” Morgana asked, obviously intrigued at the thought of having an extra person watching Raeline seduce her. Just as I was.

“I know what you like Morgana, your kinky sexual tastes and fetishes. I would love to bring my friend along for you. I don’t think either.you will be disappointed.”

The way Raeline said, ‘I don’t think either.you will be disappointed,’ had me intrigued as well as Morgana. By the end of the night we weren’t at all disappointed with Raeline’s friend.

Raeline arrived predictably late, increasing the tension. I had met her a number of times and we were most comfortable in each other’s company, both of us aware she wanted to seduce my lady Morgana. She was around the same age as us and a closet, bi-sexual woman. A gorgeous size-12 blond with a wonderful body.

When she arrived that night she was holding hands with a very attractive young man around twenty-five, James, she told us. A pretty, slim, blond boy with a small diamond earring on his left ear.

Morgana had wanted to impress Raeline when she arrived, making it obvious she wanted to be seduced by her. Killer heels, and a short skirt halfway up her wonderful thighs. She had told me, “I want you to masturbate your big thick, cock for me while Raeline seduces me. And I want you to impress her with the size of your cock. She was impressed when I told her how big you were. Bigger than her man she told me.”

“Hello my gorgeous baby,” Raeline told Morgana as they kissed with their tongues. “And who is your spunky, toy boy?”

Almost immediately I could sense there was going to be a change of plans as Morgana and me looked closely at the boy, telling him, “We are all friends and lovers here James. What happens here stays here. Feel free to indulge and participate.”

An electric moment when Morgana leant back against a table and slowly lifted her skirt, alternating her gaze between Raeline and the boy. Her power over the three of us at that moment was incredible, sexually arousing three people as she opened her legs to show us her beautiful pussy, no knickers, so sexy, a beautiful, neat, black triangle for us.

The boy and me watching Raeline kneeling to lick her triangle, her hands on her hips, the boy’s eyes like dinner plates while he watched. “My gorgeous, sexy baby, such a beautiful pussy for me to lick and suck. This is just a teaser for you and our men.”

I already had a hard on, a tent, from watching as I glanced at the boy to see if he had a hard on. He did, a huge tent in his slacks.

He had obviously taken Morgana’s words at face value. “We are all friends and lovers here. What happens here stays here. Feel free to indulge and participate,” as he slid his erect cock and balls out of his skin tight slacks.

I had intended to show Raeline my erection while she was fucking Morgana with her tongue, while Morgana and me were tongue kissing, to create a three-way. Instead we were on the verge of a four-way.

For me nothing much beats a new unexpected sexual encounter. I had been expecting and wanting to masturbate for my sexual relief that day, something I knew I would find exciting while watching Raeline seducing Morgana. Two wonderful naked, female bodies to admire while I bought myself off.

Instead I hadn’t realised the two women had decided they wanted to watch James give me a head job. Something I was comfortable with and flattered by, a much younger man giving me fellatio, wanting it, looking forward to, while two women my age watched a fifteen-years younger boy giving me a head job.

I was naked while they watched Morgana smear my body with oil, with special attention to my large, thick cock. The three of them watching my cock harden. The look of temptation on the boy’s face was priceless as he watched me slide on a cock ring and fasten it under my balls.

My non-too subtle way of telling James I wanted him to drain my balls while I was rock hard for him with the two women watching. Raeline teasing me as she licked my nipples, pinching them before James ran his hand along my erection.

“Enjoy him honey, enjoy your head job while Raelene and me watch,” Morgana told me as we kissed with our tongues. We were still kissing with our tongues when the women watched James slide my erection between his tightly pursed lips. The three of us moaning, “Oh wow,” in unison.

The first time ever a man had given me a blow job while I watched a woman seducing my lady Morgana. An incredible turn on while Morgana glanced at me and James. Asking, teasing, “Is he good honey?”

Morgana invited Raelene and her toy boy James around again for the following Sunday afternoon. Beforehand Morgana had told me, warned me, “I want to have James. Before I fuck him, I want him to worship my big ass. I want him to give me cunnilingus, tongue fuck me. Would you mind? As a quid pro quo Raeline would like you to fuck her.”

Raeline took the initiative when she arrived with her toy boy James. . “Hello my gorgeous baby,” she told Morgana as they kissed with their tongues, really kissed, using all of their tongues. “Are you going to fuck my spunky toy boy, while I fuck your hunky man? Yes?”

The two women were sitting on the couch opposite me and James, naked, legs spread, teasing each other’s already wet pussy’s with a fingertip. Wonderful eye candy for me and James while they watched us undressing for them. James concentrating on his gaze on Morgana, ignoring Raeline, while I concentrated my gaze on Raeline, ignoring Morgana.

The women watching our cocks harden into erections for them as we smeared our nipples with oil, before we clipped our cock rings under our balls.

Raeline and me were watching when Morgana followed through on her warning to me. “Before I fuck you James, I want you to worship my big ass. I want you to give me cunnilingus, tongue fuck me.”

Wow, watching James worshiping Morgana’s big ass before he tongue fucked her was incredible foreplay while Raeline stroked my raging erection. Any jealousy or envy I had with James fucking my lady was quickly dispelled when I slid my erection into Raeline.

A strange, though exciting feeling fucking my lady’s bisexual lover, her lipstick lesbian while my lady was fucking her toy boy. So pleased James was spent while Raeline and me fucked for another ten-minutes. Previously Morgana had watched me fuck another woman, though never with a toy boy standing alongside her with a hand on her ass. Wonderful extra stimulation for Raeline and me.

Raelene and James were due to visit for a third time the next Saturday night. This time the two women wanted to give the two men a head job. Raelene for me and James for my lady Morgana.

On the Friday night before Raeline and James invited us to be their guests at a club we didn’t even know existed. It was a nonde*********** building without any signage on a secondary road with a car park at the rear, though we made a point of using a Uber.

The interiors were befitting of a five star hotel, with drink prices five or six times we were used to paying. Apparently, d espite the huge membership fees there was a waiting list to join. All of the people in attendance were smarty dressed, some of the women looked incredible in alluring, revealing outfits. Some of the women were accompanied by much older men. Some of the older women with young men in tow.

When the show commenced right on nine, we quickly overlooked the drink prices. The first entertainment proved to be just a warm up to what was to follow.

Drop dead gorgeous men and women performing all matter of erotic sex acts. Men with huge erections. Women with magnificent tits and asses.

Morgana and me were especially turned on by an incredibly well hung teenage boy fucking a woman old enough to be his mother. And the teenage girl fucking a man old enough to be her father.

Though the show stoppers had to be the man with the biggest erection we had ever seen being fucked by a woman with an ass to die for. Worshiping her ass as foreplay. Riding him, using him, clenching her ass cheeks, talking dirty to each other.

And two men sixty-nineing. Both with huge erections, they must have each been ten or eleven inches. The sexual tension all night had been immense but these two men had raised the sexual tension to new levels. A number of the men watching had obvious erections, while some of the women had a glazed look on their faces as they wiped a hand over their man’s crotch.

What a build up to our night the very next day, our third Saturday night with Raelene and James. This time the two women wanted to give the two men a head job. Raelene for me and James for my lady Morgana.

Just after ten on the Saturday morning Morgana had her phone on speaker so I could listen in to the conversation. It was Raeline asking if she could bring a friend along that night.

“Who is your friend? Anyone we know? How old? Male or female?,” Morgana asked, obviously intrigued at the thought of having an extra person watching the two women giving the two men a head job. Raelene for me and James for my lady Morgana.

“I know what you like Morgana, your kinky sexual tastes and fetishes. I would love to bring my friend along for you. I don’t think either.you will be disappointed.”

The way Raeline said, ‘I don’t think either.you will be disappointed,’ had me intrigued as well as Morgana. By the end of the night we weren’t at all disappointed with Raeline’s friend.

What an entrance the three of them made for us. Raeline’s new friend was a drop dead gorgeous brunette woman. She was stunning in heels and a short, tight black dress, with immaculate make up, her dress highlighting her curvy body. Licking her collagen lips as she held my gaze. Are we going to have another change of plans tonight, I wondered?

“My name is Rosanna,” she told Morgana and me as we both kissed her by way of greeting. She had all of us hanging to her every word while she explained, “I was born in Asia, with a Thai mother and an Australian father. I had an exciting and erotic life while growing up.”

“You certainly did honey, you are an incredibly erotic and erotic woman. We are all friends and lovers here Rosanna. What happens here stays here. Feel free to indulge and participate,” Raeline told her as they kissed with their tongues.

They were kissing even more passionately when Raeline whispered, “Do you really need that dress honey? It would look much better around your ankles.”

Rosanna had been stunning in her heels and her short, tight black dress, with immaculate make up, her dress highlighting her curvy body. Without her dress her curvy body in exciting, skimpy black lingerie was tempting for all of us.

Raeline was still kissing Rosanna when James stood behind her, kissing and licking her neck, then her back as he undid the clip on her bra, exposing her beautiful firm tits for us as she posed hands on hips. James was still standing behind Rosanna, kissing and licking her back as he undid the clips on the sides of her black thong.

It was Morgana who gasped as she spoke for all of us, “Oh wow, you have a beautiful cock Rosanna.” She was correct, Rosanna did have a beautiful cock, so tempting for Morgana and me as Raeline and James stood back.

“Do it for me baby, give Rosanna a head job, one of your unfilled fantasies, while I suck her tits,” Morgana told me. Changing places after a few minutes, Morgana taking over my head job on Rosanna while I licked and sucked her tits with her hand on my erection.

Huge sexual tension as Morgana had Rosanna close to orgasm, talking to each other in the build up. Rosanna breathing heavily, just as I was, wanting to orgasm in sync with her. Wonderful eye candy for us while Raelene gave her toy boy James a head job while they watched us. For the first time in my life orgasming in sync with a tranny. Wow!

“I think we still have some unfinished business, does next Saturday work for you,” Raeline asked she departed with James and Rosanna.

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“This a pic of a lady visiting from England with her secretary / minder,” my agent Ada emailed me. “You might not recognise her from the back view in that pic, but you will recognize her immediately when you meet her. She is not a famous as she once was, but still very well known.

“Forty-years old, wonderful slim body. Look at the way she is posing with her hands over her her head with all that gorgeous bare flesh of her back on display. She knows how to pose, those two thin, low leather straps, around her naked back are intriguing. And that gorgeous tight ass in those obviously expensive, skin tight leather slacks, with a zipper along her ass crack is to die for.

“Not quite the usual size 12-14 women closer to fifty you service, but very appealing. I would be very happy to have her, and she me.

“Her secretary was most forthright, she told me she hadn’t had a fuck since she arrived in Australia almost three weeks ago. She also asked if you were really ten-inches. Of course I told her, the information on our our website has been verified. Does three this Friday work for you in their hotel?”

I am Michael, in my late twenties, 72 inches tall, 168 pounds, a toned, fit body and genetically lucky to possess a large, thick cock, ten-inches when erect. I live in Sydney, Australia and used to moonlight as a gigolo or male escort.

That was before Ada asked me to work for her ‘exclusive agency’. “We have a wide ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some very kinky people, even famous people, with lots of sexual fetishes.”

When I arrived at the hotel her secretary / minder met me in the foyer. Her name was Jenni she told me. “Penelope is gender fluid, so am I, we are the same age and casual lovers in case you were wondering. She is hanging out for a good fucking from a really well hung man.

“Do you mind if I watch? Penelope is a very exciting lover,” she asked as the elevator reached level-fifty. Their suite was huge and luxurious with views for miles. “Penelope is not quite ready for you. Can I watch you shower,” Jenni smiled as she handed me a hotel gown.

My strong exhibitionist streak enjoyed undressing for Jenni as she sat on a bathroom stool watching closely. “Wow, even flaccid you are huge.”

I did enjoy teasing my cock with a fingertip for her as I held her gaze.

“Your agent Ada told me you can get it up twice in a session. I would love to give you a blow job after you have fucked Penelope,” she told me as she crossed her legs for me while she watched me tease my cock to a thick, ten-inch erection.

“Penelope will be ready now,” she told me red faced and obviously aroused as she helped me back on with the gown. “Don’t worry about the belt, I want you to make a strong first impression on Penelope.”

There was Penelope posing in front of a wall length mirror, exactly the same pose as the pic Ada had emailed me. Hands over her her head with the gorgeous bare flesh of her back on display. Two thin leather straps, low around her naked back were intriguing. Her gorgeous tight ass in obviously expensive, skin tight leather slacks, with a zipper along her ass crack is to die for. I want it, I must have it.

“Hello Penelope, you are just gorgeous,” I whispered as I kissed and licked her back with a hand on her ass.

“And you are huge, you really are ten-inches and thick,” she told me with a hand on my erection poking out of my gown.

“I told Jenni to tell you I am hanging out for a good fucking from a really well hung man. My public persona is a classy lady. In the bedroom I am a whore. I want to be your whore. Do you mind if Jenni watches? Better still would you like to Jenni watch,” she asked as I slowly slid down the zipper between her ass crack.

“Would you like me to help?,” Jenni asked before she helped Penelope’s skin tight slacks down to her ankles, then off before she helped her put her heels back on.

“Your tight, firm ass is just gorgeous, a huge turn on,” I whispered truthfully as she parted her legs and I licked and kissed both her ass cheeks as she clenched them for me.

The two thin leather straps, low around her naked back were part of an elaborate cup-less bra I learnt with another strap around her neck as I removed it. “C-cup,” she told me as I feasted on her nipples, I do like large tits on a small woman.

“Now my cunt, lick my cunt while Jenni watches.” She had me on my back as she slowly lowered her very wet, almost bald cunt lips onto my eager tongue. “Fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt with your tongue. I love it, just fucking love it.”

“I need a fucking, a really good one,” Penelope told me again, still on my back as she slowly lowered her very wet cunt lips onto my very hard and thick ten-inch erection. “I want all of that in me, right up to your balls. I love it, I am fucking a thick, ten inch cock for the first time in my life. I am a whore, a fucking whore in the bedroom. I love it, I love it all.”

“Is that what you wanted Penelope,” Jenni asked her as they passionately tongue kissed while she was using me.

“You know it is, keep kissing me until I orgasm”

“A reminder Michael, your agent Ada told me you can get it up twice in a session. I told you earlier I would love to give you a blow job after I have watched you fuck Penelope,” Jenni told me in the afterglow after the three of us showered together.

“Is there anything I can do to help you achieve another thick, ten-inch erection for my lesbian lover? You know she wants to give you a blow job while I watch,” Penelope teased as she looked at my flaccid cock, while she sat naked, with her legs spread on the toilet seat. “I learnt long ago some men, and some women, find watching me pee a huge turn on.

“A huge turn on, look at you,” she smiled, pleased with herself as she slowly commenced peeing. “So pleased you like watching, ever so pleased,” she told me as Jenni stood behind me, naked and slid a hand along my cock.

“Michael is the biggest man we have ever had Jenni,” Penelope whispered as she watched Jenni expertly sucking my cock to a rock hard erection. “Anything else I can do for your sexual pleasure while I watch my lover giving you a blow job Michael?”

“Lick and suck my nipples while I feel your gorgeous tight ass cheeks.”

“Happy to oblige. Anything else?,” she asked as she tongue kissed me with the tip of her tongue.

“Sit on my face, I want to lick your cunt lips while you watch Jenni sucking my cock.”

Absolutely exquisite sex with her ass in my hands, licking her to orgasm while her girlfriend did the same to me.

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Both young ladies continue to spend quality time with their moms.

POV: Maria

Both Rose and I kissed each other’s moms for about twenty minutes straight. I couldn’t help, but to look at Rose and my mom from time to time. It all created the perfect storm of sexuality where the taboo aspect of it still made it quite hot.

‘Even as I’m not actually related to Kate, it still feels like incest. Maybe it solely because she is my godmother or that my mom is making out with Rose right now. Who the hell knows? Kate has always been like a second mom to me, and she never had an issue with me calling her ‘Mom’ from time to time. So, essentially, she is my second mom, but she is technically my godmother. I guess that’s why it still feels like incest and my pussy is acting like a cum faucet. And damn, Kate must really love me, she is also caressing my butt cheeks like I really am her daughter.’

Although, after those twenty minutes, Kate gently pushed my lips off hers. We just looked at each other for a moment as Rose, and my mom kept going at it. It wasn’t clear what Kate was thinking, but as I tried to talk, she shook her head no. I slathered my lips for a few seconds, but then her hands made the trip over onto my boobs.

She stayed back, maintained eye contact with me and squeezed my melons somewhat too. That alone made me twitch slightly, but then she calmly leaned up towards me and kissed me once again. Her head dropped to my tits and instantly began licking my right nipple. 

“For fuck sake, Kate,” I moaned, placing my hands on her head. “That’s is a superb feeling, so I can only imagine that you, my mom and your daughter could pull off.”

Kate’s mouth came off my nipple. “Maria, you can call me ‘Mom’ if you want. You have before, so I don’t mind.”

“Although, my biological mom is right there, so it feels weird.”

I peeked over at my mom and Rose, and their lips parted too. “Don’t worry, sweetie. You may call Kate ‘Mom’ all you want. Or, just call her ‘godmother’ if you want, Maria. We’re all family here, even though you aren’t genetically related to Kate and Rose. Neither of your moms will get upset with you for calling either of us ‘Mom,’ or anything else like that,” she explained before she leaned towards me.

She kissed me for a moment as I was sure both Rose and Kate were watching closely. I had to shed a few tears and enjoy the mother/daughter incest to highest possible pleasure. That came from both physical and emotional spikes, but of course, my emotions were most important.

She lightly took her lips off mine. “Maria, you are the single most important person to me in the world. I know I’ve said that before, but I want it tattooed in your head. I’m also positive that Rose and Kate are the most important people to each other too. Don’t worry about a fucking thing, dear daughter,” she advised me before leaning back. “Well, except this: make your godmother feel good.”

“Okay, Mom,” I said before I looked back at Kate.

I kept my eyes on her for a moment, but I had to shed more tears. “You aren’t taking back your proposal, are you, Mom?” I questioned, peeking back at my mom.

“No, of course not, angel. I love you, and want you in my bed forever; nothing will change that. Now, why don’t you show your second mom how well you’ve perfected the art of pussy eating? Let her know how much you love her, fair enough?”

 “Yes, Mom,” I said before I kissed Kate one more time.

Rose wasted no time in prepping herself for the same action. I grinned at her for a few seconds, but I found myself speechless again. She just blew me a kiss and calmly brought her mouth to my mom’s pussy.

“Oh, shit, Rose, you are even better than I remember,” my mom moaned, placing her hands on her head. “Fuck, Maria, get busy already. Don’t let your godsister show you up, and make Kate feel good.”

I couldn’t resist the urge to glance at Rose again and see her devour my mom’s cherry as if she was at all an all-you-eat buffet.

“No fair, she already had experience, she was in that video.”

Kate rose up to me, placed her palms on my cheeks and kissed me. “Neither of your moms will ever stop loving you, just like she said. Now, taking her other words under advisement, make your second mom feel good,” she suggested before she slanted herself back.

My eyes examined her body again, and fo curse I loved what I saw. I heard my mom moaning yet again, so I knew Rose had gotten back to business.

“Okay, here I come, godmother,” I warned her before I nonchalantly lowered myself to her pussy.

I let my tongue out and immediately began licking it for her.

“That wasn’t so hard, Maria,” Kate mentioned, positioning her hands on the back of my head. “I’ve heard your mom brag about you, so bring out your ‘A’ game. Rose is certainly doing that, so don’t let her show up as you pointed out.”

From one moment to the next, there were two horny MILFs moaning on the couch as we two younger women were eating them out. I tried my best not to pay much attention to Rose and my mom, but it came as no easy task.

When Rose ate me out, I just tried to take all the pleasure and deal with it the best I could as my mom held me. This time, I was doling out the pleasuring to Kate, so I felt more on display as the one trying to show off so to speak.

“Son of a bitch, your daughter, is phenomenal, Lil,” Kate moaned, caressing my head.

“And your daughter is great too, Kate. I don’t know what is going on with Chase, but she seems good enough to leave him for I must say. She is a great fuck, and a perfect daughter too. So, you better hang onto her.”

Kate didn’t respond to that, but that was her boat. I was just busy showing off my pussy eating skills as my mom put it. I had no idea just how far we’d go considering Kate’s infidelity, but I didn’t care at the moment.

I let my tongue fling around her pussy walls nonstop as I moved my face back forth ever so quickly from time to time. Seeing Kate twitch around and hearing her praise me felt quite enticing, so the thrills followed inside me.

I didn’t even picture her as my real mom, just my alluring godmother that seemed to love me as if I was her own. I didn’t hear any actual words, just pleasurable moaning coming from both of my mom’s mouths.

For the time being, I kept my hands down on the floor and solely used my mouth. I didn’t see what Rose was doing, but I had to envision she had her own thing. I had no idea just how much sex Rose and Kate had, but they definitely demonstrated a sexual connection that wasn’t just from love.

“My juice is bubbling now, dear goddaughter,” Kate moaned, rubbing my head again. “Fuck,  you’re dynamite. I love you.”

“I love you too, godmother.”

“Then use those fingers too, Maria. I know how soft they are, and they’ll make my lips down there feel so much sexier. Don’t tease me, be my sexy goddaughter, okay?”

“Okay,” I responded, bringing those fingers to her lips down there.

I kept my hands on each side of them and did indeed fondle her pussy lips ever so softly from time to time. My tongue never vacated her slit, but I fulfilled her order. I kept my eyes on her the entire time, but could fight the temptation to ogle her.

‘Its not just your boobs, or that pretty face, Kate, but its you that I love. I guess it is the same way you feel about Rose. I don’t think I ever thought I’d be eating out a woman, even after watching endless hours of lesbian porn. I guess it is the incest, that is the only thing that makes sense. And your juice tastes just as good as my mom’s, but maybe even a little bit better.’

I continued to brush her lips down there as softly as I could in that position. I really had no idea how long I could go on or even just how much pleasure Kate could take. Although, I’d be proud to call her my girlfriend as well, which made me want to make her cum that much more.

“The lesbian force is quite strong with these two, Lil. Yes, yes, yes, Maria, tongue that clit as the hot chick you are: the one that can please any woman at any time. Lick it hard, lick it so damn hard that I have to splatter your face, sweetie.”

I kept at it and made her feel good. No one said a word for some time after that, but both Rose and I made the two MILFs moan, breathe heavily and jiggle a bit too. My fingers stayed on her pussy lips and caressed them for some time.

I desired to pleasure her well, but not too well so to speak. I had no idea at the time if I’d ever have sex with Kate again, but right then I just wanted to make the sex last for as long as I could. We looked directly into each other’s eyes and into one another’s souls too.

With each passing hit from my tongue on her pussy walls, I felt just a little bit more love for her. Nothing and no one could take it away, and it couldn’t have been more evident that we all loved each other more in a family like way.

After another couple more minutes, I felt a finger on my shoulder. I let my tongue out just enough so I could peek over towards Rose. I noticed that her hand was out, and then I nonchalantly grabbed onto it.

We held hands as we ate out one another’s moms. It seemed as if we needed to be closer, but we didn’t, so it was just more incing on the cake. It seemed just to be the intense love and intimacy that made us love each other even more.

I did notice that our moms scooted slightly closer to each other so we could move closer to one another too. That made us apply pressure to one another’s hands and put even more effort into pleasing each other’s moms also. I sucked on Kate’s lips and got direct access to her juice once again.  

“Oh, fuck yes!” Kate howled, leaning forward and pulling my hair somewhat. “I love that, you sexy bitch, suck on those lips. Suck on them like they are two squishy pieces of the sweetest candy you could ever imagine,” she moaned, lying back down. “Give me a fucking kiss, Lil.”

I watched them exchange a kiss once again, but their lips stayed together for more than a minute. Rose and I held hands the whole time, and we transferred the love like two lovebirds.

‘Wow, I kissed her once, and now I feel the love flowing out everywhere. If we could literally see it, I’d like to think the floor would flood beyond belief. Kate had drenched my face with her juice, so I guess that might be good enough.’

“Holy shit, Kate, you may bring your dazzling daughter over here for fun whenever the hell you want. Come naked for all we give a shit, it is not like you’ll be keeping your clothes on for very long anyway,” Lil let out, mopping Rose’s head.

“Well, make sure you two are naked too then, Lil,” my mom pointed out, prior to parting her lips from hers. “Got it?”

“Yes, Maria and I will just stay naked all the damn time, just in case we get you two to visit. We’ll keep each other horny for you two as well, so we’re always ready to fuck. We’ll fuck you two as the turned on chicks we are. You just better be ready for us.”

“We will, lascivious woman,” my mom said before they kissed again.

They made out like the lesbo lovers they were, all the while, we just kept gratifying them in ways we shouldn’t have, but did anyway. Fucking each other’s moms was hot as hell, but of course, we knew it was wrong.

Although, the thrill had to come to an end at some point. Both of us just managed to make our moms be pushed over the edge just a little too much at the same time. Not that we planned it, but the hotness levels rose.

“We’re making these moms cum now, Maria,” Rose mentioned, failing to look at me. “They are both quaking the couch.”

We both peeked at them and saw their hands together as well. Needless to say, they seemed to need each other just as Rose and I. From one second to the next, I noticed that my mom let out her cum directly onto Rose’s face.

I only saw it out of the corner of my eye, because I found myself glaring at Kate’s pussy. She failed to make me wait much longer, so I endured the mighty force of a MILF’s load as well. I could never compare them, but Kate had the gift as well.

I allowed the hot female liquid bolt out and land on her intended target as well: my pretty face. I didn’t even want to make her shoot so soon, but I wasn’t disappointed with the results that I got. She submerged my face wholly, and my mom did the same for Rose. My eyes were closed, and I could only gather that Rose did the same.

The sexual nirvana from all four of us was perfect, and nothing could ruin it. Both of the MILFs just went on for as long as they could and let us cherish every single second of it too. After their pussies couldn’t dole out anymore, I noticed both of us stayed on the floor and let the cum dry. The whole time, Rose and I never stopped holding hands.  

“I love you, Maria,” Rose uttered.

“I love you too, Rose.”

We heard our moms kiss again, but soon after that, I felt Kate gradually get off the couch, wrap her arms around me. I peeked at Rose and saw my mom encase her arms around Rose as well. We both returned the favor to our godmothers and held them tight.

Rose and I exchanged eye contact from time to time as we just hugged those two lovely MILFs. No one said a word, but only because nothing needed to be said. The love and the actions spoke everything and put it perfectly.

Although, just before the cum dried up, Kate let go of me, but kept her hands on my butt. She smiled at me for a few seconds, but then her tongue dropped out, and she immediately began licking my face. I didn’t even fight the urge to look at my mom again.

“Our moms are cleaning our faces now; they must love us, Rose.”

“Just a little bit,” Kate pointed out, bringing her head back. “Are you two up for more?”

“Yes,” we both replied.

I saw Rose and my mom get down onto their butts and lazily position themselves in front of each other. They both separated their legs and moved towards one another, so their wet pussies came together.

Then they both lied down on the floor and began rubbing your cherries together. Neither of them looked at us and indeed seemed to be in their own sexual trance. I knew what it was, but yet, I found myself nearly dumbfounded as I saw it.

“Come on, babe,” Kate said, wrapping her arms around me from behind. “Your mom and my daughter are having their fun, don’t you think we should have some sexy fun too?”

“Yes,” I answered, turning around.

She kissed me once, but then she lazily lied down on her back. She signaled me to come to her, but as I leaned down, she shook her head no. She waved her hands as she glared at my snatch. I had to grin as the light bulb lit up.

I wasted no time getting into the position she desired she wanted me in the right above her face. I got onto my knees and let a small gap between my pussy and her face. Her hands instantly came onto it and rubbed both of my lips.

“Lick my slit, second mommy,” I strongly suggested, glancing right at her.

“Then touch mine, second daughter,” Kate recommended, caressing my lips even more. “Sex is now and has been a two-way street when two people are involved. It is the best sex you’ll probably ever have, so please your godmother just as I’m thrilling you as well. Don’t be afraid to touch any part of my figure, Maria. I encourage you to feel me to all of your heart’s desires.”

“Okay, second mom,” I muttered, prior to peeking back towards her snatch and reaching for it.

I touched it after a couple of seconds and immediately felt the juice drizzling out. Needless to say, my godmother had me vibrating a bit and craving for more. Feeling her tongue flinging all around inside my twat was a gift all on its own, but knowing it was her made it so much better.

“Play with my snatch, Maria. It is a wet toy, so have fun with it,” she proposed, reaching up to my boobs. “I love these, sexy lady. They are quite a sexy advantage to having a hot daughter. Well, you are my best friend’s daughter, and I’m like a second mom to you, but I love you as my own now.”

“Okay, godmother, quit praising me and eat that cherry for me.”

“Call me ‘bitch,’ woman.”

“Fine, eat my cunt, bitch,” I groaned through my teeth.

“I love you, Maria,” she giggled before bringing her fingers from both hands to it.

She spread out my beaver lips as far as they could go and then her tongue lazily made it’s way up in there.

“Oh,” I moaned, slanting my head up and closing my eyes. “I love you too, godmother. I can’t call you a bitch, or anything else bad, because are a queen. A queen I’d love to fuck over and over again.”

“Although, she is cheating on my dad though, so she is a harlot though, Maria,” Rose pointed out.

Kate failed to reply to that, she just grabbed onto my boobs even harder and let that slick tongue attack my pussy walls frequently. Sliding around going in just about every direction I could picture. Naturally, I couldn’t see it, but it still felt like she had more than one in there.

I tried to pleasure her the best I could by playing with those lips down there, but she made it next to impossible. I nearly felt to be paralyzed by the pleasure, but I tried with every fiber of my being to make her feel good too.

I received her juice faster than I ever had before as if it was just a squirt gun with an endless supply of juice locked inside just waiting to be drained to only never be enough. I knew she loved it, so I seemed to be enough for her. 

  

I knew that certainly because she had my juice draining as well. I couldn’t stop her, nor would I want to, but the pleasure seemed to be building up rather quickly. After a few minutes, I stopped my attempts to please Kate, I just leaned back and held myself up so I wouldn’t fall.

“Oh, fuck yes, second mom, that feels so good,” I cried, shaking around. “Only you and my first mom can eat me out like this; you are perfect.”

“Let me do it again sometime then, Maria,” Rose pointed out. “I can fuck a woman with my eyes closed. If you’d give me five minutes alone, I guarantee you I’d make you feel better than a whole new woman. You’d have an orgasm so powerful; you’d think you were invincible.”

“I’m sure you’ll get another chance, Rose,” I let out, failing to glance at her. “Maybe our moms will let us have some time alone after today.”

“Hell yes, you two should fuck the shit out of each other. With your mouths, fingers, eyes and maybe even a big purple dick. I can tell you from experience, my biological daughter here has a couple of nice holes to stick a dildo into, Maria. I’m certainly up for sharing my daughter if you share your mom with me. Although, you’d have to let us watch you some time too,” Kate explained, caressing my slit lips.

“Okay, second mom, I’m fine with that.”

No one said anything for some time after that, but we all stayed active. I forced myself to rub Kate’s pussy lips again as she allowed her tongue back onto mine. She licked them in full strokes going from bottom to top numerous times.

She got right back to making me want to scream and just flat out want to move around like I was on a maniacal bull. I managed to keep my position, but of course, it was no easy task for Kate to keep fucking me flawlessly.

With my pussy moving back and forth, she had to follow it, but she managed to keep her tongue inside it the whole time. I had to commend her for that, but I knew my mom was slightly better. I wasn’t about to say that though.

Kate’s hands also stayed on my tits the whole time too, almost as if they became glued together. As I became more and more uncontrollable, she even seemed to apply more and more pressure to them as well.

It felt somewhat uncomfortable, but of course, the gratification her tongue kept depositing directly to my twat was well worth it. I couldn’t see my mom or Rose, but I suddenly heard nothing else from them.

It seemed weird, but I had that gratification to deal with at the moment. The incredibly hot thrill was indescribable. As always, the emotional high from the whole situation stayed at the to too, like winning the emotional lottery.

‘I can’t shake it from my mind, because I just have those pre-existing relationships with all three of these beautiful women. Whether I ever thought I’d be with any of them is just irrelevant at this point. I’m fucking all of them it seems, and all four of us seem to have one another under our sexual spells. I’m quite sure there are no antidotes for anyone, not that anyone would take it if they got the chance.’

I abruptly felt Kate’s hands drop off from my hooters, so I had to open my eyes. “Oh, hi, Rose,” I greeted her, peeking at her. “And you, sexy mommy,” I said, glancing at her too.

“Hi, ravishing daughter,” my mom addressed me before placing her palm on my boob.

She rubbed it for me as I felt another set of hands on my other breast. I had to glance at my other side to see Rose there, smiling at me. She couldn’t resist the urge to kiss me, so right after that, she smirked at me too.

No one said a word for over two minutes as I just felt the emotional pleasure soar even more. Added with the pleasure from Kate’s tongue, my mouth suddenly opened wide. I had to slather my lips entirely as my eyes took turns peeking at all three of them.

“I think Maria likes this, Rose.”

“Yes, but let’s go in for an even better kill,” Rose agreed before taking my nipple into her mouth.

“I like that,” my mom said before doing the same with my other nipple.

“Me too, you dazzling floozies,” I moaned, placing my palms on both of their heads. “There is nothing wrong giving a woman a triple dose of lesbian incest luxury. Even though two of aren’t genetically related to me, it is still incest for all three of you. I’ve known all three of you pretty much all of my life, so incest by default, I guess. Whatever you want to call it, but I love all three of you very much,” I let out, caressing both of their heads. “Although, fuck it, I love you so incredibly much more now, Rose,” I said before I smooched her forehead and turned my head back to my mom. “Only my biological mom can take that top spot. You know me literally inside and out, and no one can dethrone you.”

Our eyes stayed on one another for a moment, and we said nothing for a moment.

“Are you crying, Mom?”

Her mouth came off my nipple, and she kissed me. “Just promise me that no matter what happens, you’ll always be my loving and sexy daughter.”

“I promise, Mom.”

“So, am I a better nipple sucker than Rose?”

“I don’t know,” I replied, placing my hand back on her head. “Why don’t you find out for me?” I questioned before pushing it back to my nipple.

Suddenly, I slanted my head back and endured all the pleasure all three of them were giving me. My nipples were the right size for my boobs, so they could easily suck them into their mouths. They weren’t shy at about sucking the life of them, they went to town and thrilled me beyond belief.

Their soft lips were already massaging my skin there, but I also felt their slick tongues making my nipples fling nonstop too. Once again, I felt frozen, but still with the ability to breathe and touching on those three places on my body.

Added with Kate’s tongue still slithering around inside my slit, they had me in my own personal heaven. Filled with sex, lust, and love to the max. I had no idea just how long it would all last, but I was more than ready to find out.

My next move was to solely fight at that point. I tensed my entire body up, so I nearly felt like my blood stopped flowing. I could still feel the pleasure quite well, but it simmered down just a tad.

Even as it made me slightly uncomfortable, I stayed like that as I tried to breath slowly, but consistently. Even as I knew we could fuck again, I just desired to have that sex session go on forever. I just pushed myself as hard as I could and threw caution to the wind.

‘They are defying my expectations entirely, not that I’m surprised, but son of a bitch. I’m not sure I could even form the right words to praise them at this point. It is amazing, and they are all making seem like a blur. I know this all happening, but now I’m not sure I could list every detail here. For some odd reason, that might just be a good thing.’

Then I felt one of my nipples was vacated.

I glanced to my left and then Rose kissed me. “Do you really love me more than a godsister?”

“Yes, Rose. I wanted to bring up your video to you, but I certainly had no idea of how to do that. If my mom and I hadn’t met you outside when I kissed you, I might have tried something else.”

“Like what?”

I stayed quiet for a moment and took in a deep breath. All the while, she smiled at me lustfully and smooched my cheek a few times too.

“I might have brought my hands to the bottom of your shirt, and asked permission to take it off. If that went well, I’m sure I would have asked to see your naked body after kissing you for a few more minutes,” I explained before a pause. “Then I…” I said before she placed her pointer finger on my lips.

“Save it for our first date, sis. I promise I’ll let you do whatever the fuck you want to do to me, “Rose mentioned, rubbing my lips.

“I can’t wait.”

“Me either,” she added before her lips came onto mine again. “I only have sex on the first date with people I love.”

“During our downtime, do you mind if we watch your video, godsis?”

“Not at all, but I’m more than two pairs of lips, tits, and a butt.”

“Don’t worry,” I muttered, placing my palms right over her nipples. “I’ll discover you inside and out.”

“Kiss me again, Maria.”

I grinned and slowly made my way right back to her. I pressed my lips onto hers and let my hands slip off her bosoms, which made them clash together. My mom just backed away somewhat and watched us.

We kissed each other as lovers, continually letting our lips move and even letting our noses rub together as well. After a moment, we lazily let our mouths come off one another. We looked at each other and just slathered our lips.

I couldn’t resist the urge to scrub her melons with mine. I grabbed onto the sides of mine and let them stay right on hers, just going back and forth endlessly. I got her to giggle then her hands made the trip onto my back.

The intimacy showed again as I felt her caress my back while smiling at me lustfully. She couldn’t even attempt to fail to amaze me at that point. I could only assume that it was due to the whole situation, so I added to it by lowering my head to her nipple and taking it into my mouth.  

I sucked on those round, soft and pink nipples and I immediately felt her vibrate a bit and place her hands atop of my head. We looked right at each other as if we were just looking into one another’s hearts, souls and lives.

I had no idea just what she was thinking, but of course, it might have only been nothing considering I was pleasuring her nonstop. She caressed my head rather swiftly, and she seemed to have issues keeping her position.

I grinned as much as I could as I just watched the results. Although, I had trouble dealing with the same effects as Kate’s tongue literally didn’t stop moving for even a second. As I allowed my tongue to fling on her daughter’s nipple, her tongue embraced my pussy walls indefinitely.

I could only imagine just how much juice I let out into Kate’s mouth, but I knew it was a whole lot. Even as I sucked on Rose’s nipple with my eyes open, I still pictured the waterfall I unleashed for Kate. 

The sexual aroma it gave off was a great thing by itself, but as I knew I gave to Kate and my salvia to Rose’s nipple, I just found myself shaking even more and struggling to keep going. I didn’t want to stop, but the pleasure did take a toll on me.

‘They are another perfect mother/daughter combo. They can both please me beyond belief without skipping a beat. Oh, I had no idea mother/daughter incest could be so wonderful, but I couldn’t be more grateful that I could my mom masturbating to Rose’s video. I guess I have to be forever indebted to her. She fucked some hot MILF, and that started a chain reaction where we’re all naked in here having some sexy fun.’

“Maria, I have another nipple, and it is getting jealous.”

“Me too,” my mom stated, coming towards us.

I slowly let my mouth off her nipple and switched to the other one. My mom wasted no time and let her mouth on the one I was just sucking on. So essentially, both of us young women had two different females pleasuring us.

“I love this,” Rose moaned, placing palms on the back of our heads. “I knew it before, but it has always been a dream to have a mother and daughter suck on my nipples at the same time,” she let out, glancing at both of us going back and forth and brushing our heads. “You dirty lesbos, oh, how much I love you both for pleasing me the way you are right now. Fuck, I had no idea that a mother and daughter could have such intimacy together, but now I have it with my mom too. She might be cheating on my dad, but she is doing it with me. She is pleasuring me every single time my dad is out of the house. She goes down on me or fucks me with a strap-on. Sometimes we hold each other naked and feel each other’s bodies. So, it isn’t even always about the sex, just the mother/daughter taboo. Seeing my mom walking around naked can be just as rewarding as seeing her down at my slit munching on it. I certainly hope it works out for you two because I know from intense experience just how great it can be. Being with the woman you love most in the world, even if it didn’t start out with that kind of love. It is unreal isn’t, Maria?” she pondered, stopping on me. “I’ve felt that tongue that is inside your pussy well over a thousand times by now, so I know how you are feeling right now. Don’t worry, let those tears out, I know you are trying to prevent them coming out, so allow them to shed.”

As if it was possible, the emotional rise went up even more. I had to close my eyes to deal with it because I felt my defenses just shattered beyond belief. After only a moment, I couldn’t even suck on Rose’s nipple.

Between her words, the physical feelings and everything else, they had successfully deadened me. I couldn’t believe it, but yet, it happened at least to some extent. I just breathed as heavily as I could and just waited for that clock to run out.

“Don’t worry, sis,” Rose mentioned, bringing my head up. “I still love you,” she made clear before kissing me and leaving her palms on the back of my head.

My lips couldn’t move, but her lips did all the work for us. I still felt the intense pleasure overloading me, which made me shed tears, shake, but just love Rose even more. It was unreal, but I knew my feelings were valid, even though we all seemed to be in a sexual trance.

“Tell me you love me, Maria,” Rose moaned.

“I love you, Rose.”

“Are you going to cum all over my mom’s face?”

“Yes,” I groaned, taking my lips off hers. “I’m going to do it now,” I sobbed, covering my face with both hands.

I felt hot as hell physically and just on top of the world mentally. I couldn’t see anyone, but I found myself damn sure that everyone was glaring at my pussy. I still felt Kate’s tongue on my slit, and just a few seconds later, I unleashed my pussy juice right to her face like a fire hydrant.

“Shit!” I screeched.

It felt so painful that it was pleasurable, and never before had I such a powerful orgasm. Feeling my cum squirting out wasn’t just coming from a physical place, but an emotional one too where I only desired it more than anything.

“Yes, douse my mom’s face, Maria. Do it as the sexy daughter you are,” Rose commended me, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me.

Her lips stayed on mine over the rest of the duration of my orgasm, so we both shook nonstop.

‘She is good.’

I knew it lasted for at least a minute, during which I shook as if I was in an earthquake and my heart just suddenly stopped pumping my blood. I knew it was a good thing in the end, but it still felt agonizing to a small detail.

After I finished, I backed my head away and let out a deep breath too. “Holy shit,” I muttered before a small breathtaking gap. “You three are intoxicating.”

“We know,” my mom pointed out, standing up and coming towards me. “Come on,” she offered, putting her hand out.

I took it and came up with her. We kissed once, but then her hand came onto my left cheek.

“Are you playing with my hair now, Mom?”

“Are you sure?” she pondered, slanting her head down.

“About what?”

“That you want to be with me? I know we have come a long way in a short time, so I just want you to be sure, that’s all.”

“Well, here is something: don’t you want a grandchild?”

She nonchalantly grabbed my hands and escorted me to the couch. I wasn’t sure what to think, but I went with it. She sat down first and invited me to cuddle with her. I didn’t make her wait, I just sat down, and she immediately encased her arms around me which made me rest my head on the tops of my breasts.

I noticed that it didn’t take long for Rose and Kate to do the same thing. No one said a word for over ten minutes, but of course, I just dropped that odd bombshell that needed addressing. I didn’t want to push the issue, so I just waited.

She also caressed my legs, arms, butt and back from time to time. It felt good, but I still felt the intense feelings in my stomach. I wasn’t sure what answer would even make me feel better, but I still needed her to utter one of two simple words.

‘What if she does want a baby with me? Which one of us would even carry it, and how would she want it to happen? A sperm bank maybe, but still, how would she feel comfortable? If she doesn’t want one, then are we just having fun until we either decide to stop seeing each other, or she can’t stay in the relationship. What if either of us meets someone else and then shit hits the fan? If I did give birth to one, she’d be the mother and the grandmother, would she be okay with that?’

I didn’t get those answers just by snuggling with her, I knew the whole act could be evident towards one solution, but I definitely needed something from her.

“So, Mom?” I asked, turning my head towards her. “Do you want a baby with me? Your flesh and blood daughter?”

She bit bottom lip, peeked away and even blocked her face with one hand. I still couldn’t get an honest answer.

I took a deep breath and got up. “So, Mom, I need you to tell me,” I said, shedding a couple of tears. “Do you want a baby with me?”

“Maria, can we not do this now, not in front of them?” she asked, leaning up towards me.

“Mom, what the fuck?!” I roared, stomping my feet. “We just had sex with them, and even you told me that they were family to us. They have every single right to be here right now, they may have their conversation to have considering Chase, but right now, I can only see you dodging the question.”

“Is this an ultimatum?” she questioned, getting up with me.

“No, of course not, but I need some answer. We need something to know about our future.”

“So?” she pondered, taking my hands in hers. “Are you confirming that you want a baby with me then?”

“I don’t know, Mom, but your lack of an answer is making me think that you might not be serious about me. We love each other to no end, but we know we’re committing to each other. Although, if you can’t give me an answer, maybe we’re making a mistake then. You aren’t married, and I have no one else, so maybe it isn’t right for us to be together. We both need to know what the other wants in the long term,” I explained before a pause. “I’m sorry I might be a drama queen, but you have to admit I have a point.”

“You do, Maria,” she divulged before she kissed me. “And you’re my drama queen too. I might be reluctant to have another baby because even though we have this relationship now, you are still my sweet daughter. Nothing can change that, but if you don’t even know, then how am I supposed to answer?”

I stayed quiet, but we kept our teary eyes on each other. Suddenly, the roles became reversed, and I found myself confused.

“Maria, will whether or not we want to do that make your decision if we break up?” she cried. “I don’t want to lose you. You are everything to me.”

She slowly wrapped her arms around me, and I did the same. We held each other not as lovers, but as mother and daughter. I couldn’t see Rose and Kate, but I could only imagine that they were eyeballing us and probably with tears flowing down their cheeks too.

We caressed one another’s backs for a few minutes, and nothing dropped from anyone’s mouths either. Even as we both knew Rose and Kate were family to us, maybe I knew having them there would change things a little for her.

After those four minutes, we let go of each other, but kept our hands together. Our lips stayed zip, but we didn’t make contact a few times. I wasn’t sure what to say at the moment, but after that, I just went right back to her and kissed her.

After a ten second kiss, my lips parted from hers. “I want you, Mom. You are my everything too, but I would like to know what it is like to hold a baby in my arms. I’m not saying it has to happen soon, or even in the next few years, but I’d like that to happen with us. Would you at least agree to that?”

“Yes, because it is an incredible feeling, but did you want to adopt or what?”

“I don’t know, let’s cross that bridge when we get to it. Right now, we should just focus that you want one with me.”

“Okay,” she said before she brought me back down to the couch.

We all stayed silent again and just enjoyed the intimacy. At least at that time, I had new information.

After another half hour, Rose and Kate calmly rose off the couch. “I guess we’re gonna head out and give you some time alone,” Kate mentioned, glancing at us.

I lazily got up too and went right to Rose. “I’m dead serious: I’d love some time alone with you some time, Rose. I know our moms and us do have an understanding,” I stated, taking her hands in mine.

 “Okay, Maria. If you get inseminated, your boobs will get bigger.”

“I hope so,” I replied before I kissed her.

Then they both grabbed their clothes and got dressed. No one said anything else, but my mom did come up behind me and envelope her arms around me.

They waved to us and then she turned me around. “Are you up for another round?”

“Yes, but could we just hold each other for a little while longer? Not as lovers this time, but as mother and daughter. I want to be with you as your lover, but I think we should keep our mother/daughter relationship alive.”

“We should probably put our clothes back on then, sweetheart.”

“Okay, could we kiss each other one more time before we go back?”

She just immediately leaned to me and pressed her lips to mine. We made out again, but as lovers of course for a few minutes as our boobs became clutched together and our relationship probably got into a slightly more complicated place.

After a five minutes make out session, her lips came off mine quickly. “Tonight when we’re sleeping together naked, we’re back to being lovers, right?”

“Yes, Mom. How about to the outside world other than Rose and Kate, we’re mother and daughter, but here until one of says differently, we’re lovers. When you help me with problems with friends or balancing my money, you are my mom. When one of us decides we want to be intimate, then we can cross that line into being lovers again. Sound good?”

“What about when we’re cuddling, and things get frisky?”

“Then we cross that line, but I think it is important for us to keep our mother/daughter relationship viable. I’m still going to need you to be my mom, that’s all I’m saying.”

“Fair enough, honey, but can you promise me never to stop loving me as your mom or lover?”

“Deal,” I said, bringing up my right hand with my pinky out.

She instantly did the same and brought them together. We held them together for a moment as we smiled at each other.

After that moment, our arms dropped and then she wrapped her around me again. “Would you prefer a boy or girl?”

“A girl, Mom, then you can be a mother’s mother.”

“Sounds good to me.”

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Jenny finally meets perverted Uncle Jerry, then makes love to him and a young woman.

–

Mom parked in front of a huge three-story house. Her car was almost new, but paled in comparison to the Ferrari, Bentley, and other very fancy and expensive vehicles in the driveway. A blonde girl close to my age met us near the front door. Her hair was only a little shorter than mine and touched her waist. I saw she was wearing a lot of makeup but it was quite pretty. She said, “Hi, I’m Jill. Jerry will be back in a little while. Please come in.” She had diamond bracelets on each wrist and a string of diamonds around her neck as well. I thought the style of her pretty pink dress suited her very nicely.

I was astounded at the huge rooms. Just the kitchen was larger than our trailer! It looked a bit like an art museum, but fancier and with lots of expensive furniture. I looked around a while nearly stunned, but Mom didn’t seem impressed. She had obviously been there before. I saw a tear at the corner of her eye as she said, “I’ll see you soon. Everything will be fine.”

“What? You’re leaving, Mom?”

“Uncle Jerry is really nice. Just do what he says.”

As Mom left, Jill reassured me with, “Jerry is the best! He gets me nearly anything I want and always makes me feel great! Don’t worry.”

“I … I’m kind of nervous. Can I go out for a cigarette?”

“You don’t have to. We can smoke in here. Jerry says you haven’t used a holder yet?” She took two long golden cigarette holders from her purse, then a pack of cigarettes. They were the same size I smoked, the long thin 120’s, but smelled and tasted much better. I watched her put one in each holder and she handed me one. “He likes when I light them from a candle. That’s why there are candles in most of the rooms. Have a seat.” She sat on a plush sofa and patted the cushion next to her. We lit up from the flame of a candle on the coffee table. I thought she was very pretty, and she smiled and stared at me while we smoked. During some small talk I learned she was almost twenty, about a year older than I was.

She asked, “Jerry says you haven’t had sex yet?”

I felt a desire to kiss her and blushed. “Um, no.”

“I haven’t either. Jerry wants tonight to be our first time. Well, I … broke my hymen … but never with another person.”

“Uh…”

“It’s okay. He’s gentle and patient. I’ve done nearly everything else with him, and it’s been great.”

I asked, “He said he would get me and my Mom a nice house and give me a car?”

“Well, he’s going to let our mothers live at the guest house. He wants us to live with him. I’ll let him tell you the details. Would you like some wine? It’ll help you relax.”

“Sure.” We each had a glass of white wine and another cig before Jerry walked in.

He was tall and handsome but much older than we were, I thought around 40. There was a small bit of gray in his moustache and dark hair, which made him look mature and distinguished. He wore a nice suit and carried a bouquet of roses in each hand. “I got some pretty flowers for my beautiful ladies.” As he handed me half the roses, I saw a gem-encrusted Rolex on his wrist. The smile on his face and look in his eyes nearly melted my heart. I felt a tickle in my nipples and a dampness began between my legs.

“It’s only been an hour, but too long, Jill.” He kissed her lips, making me desire the same treatment. It was obvious they loved each other deeply. Only a moment later he looked into my eyes with his pretty blue ones and said, “As you’ve no doubt guessed, I’m Jerry. Welcome to my home, Jenny. I hope that soon it will be your home as well. May I kiss you?”

I felt like ripping his shirt off and jumping on him. “Please?” I stood on tiptoe and kissed him, licked his lips, then sucked the lower one into my mouth. I moved my hand between his legs and began to squeeze gently.

He moved back slightly and smiled. “Would you like to kiss Jill as well?”

Until only minutes before, I’d never been attracted to a female, but I wanted her nearly as much as I longed for Jerry. “Mmmm! Please?”

Our lips touched as we joyfully looked into each other’s eyes, then Jerry approached us slowly and made it a three-way kiss. I wrapped an arm around each of them and moved my pelvis toward Jerry’s thigh, as our three tongues touched. I started rocking my hips, pressing my vulva against his muscular leg through our clothing. I noticed Jill was doing the same as her hand moved down to my butt.

After a few minutes, but far too soon, Jerry broke the kiss. He said, “I’m glad you feel the same way I do, but dinner will be ready shortly. Let’s get the roses in some water.” He picked up the flowers and led us to another room.

Jill held my hand and shocked me by whispering in my ear, “I can’t wait to lick you again! Your pussy’s delicious!”

–

After a nice meal in a large and elegant dining room, Jerry led us to the back patio. He sat in a large and sturdy chair which resembled a throne. For a second I imagined him as a medieval King leading his army in a suit of plate armor. A throne seemed appropriate for him. He patted his thighs and said, “Take your seats, ladies.”

I sat on his left knee with Jill to my right. He told us, “Go ahead and have another cigarette before dessert. Feel free to smoke anywhere outside, in the bathrooms with the fan on, or while we make love. I didn’t mind just Jill smoking in the larger spaces of the house, but with four smokers living here soon it could get overpowering.”

Jill lit up and took a big puff, then handed it to me. I asked, “Four?”

He smiled enigmatically and replied, “After we take a short trip, tonight will just be the three of us.”

I took a large drag from the holder and tasted her cherry-flavored lipstick. She held her mouth close to mine and opened her lips. I kissed her and exhaled. She opened the back of her throat and the smoke left through her nostrils. She took a big puff, blew the smoke in my mouth, and I did the same.

He said, “VERY sexy, ladies!” His hands moved to our breasts and his gentle squeezing felt quite nice.

After several more puffs, Jill asked, “What’s for dessert?”

Uncle Jerry held up a small yellow sucker and asked, “I’ve given you many, many of these over the years, but this is new. I hope you like pineapple?”

“Yes.” “I love pineapple.”

“Please share it, then we’ll go on a brief journey.”

He watched us kiss and lick the sucker until it was gone. I enjoyed the strong pineapple flavor a lot. It was extremely sweet, even sweeter than pure sugar or the other lollipops and suckers he’d given us.

He led us to a limousine and we each sat on a knee with his powerful arms wrapped around us on the short drive. As we stepped out he said, “It’s very important that you don’t say anything while we’re inside. I’m sure you’ll understand why in a moment.”

He knocked on the door of a small and very run-down looking house. A lady answered the door, “Jerry! It’s great to see you again! She’s over here. Please come in. Thanks for sending all the gifts when she turned eighteen last month.”

“You’re very welcome. Such a beauty is more than worth it.”, he replied.

I had flashbacks of all the terrifying times I’d been leaned over the sofa arm or on my back as a man I didn’t know licked me. We watched Jerry smell and lick the young woman’s privates as she leaned over an ottoman in the small living room, mostly covered by a blanket. He moaned with pleasure and said, “Oooh! Such a scrumptious aroma for a delightfully pretty girl! So nice, Jessie!”

He moved away and held Jill’s hand, guiding her toward the girl’s butt! Jill licked her a few times, then smiled as she got up. She motioned for me to do the same. Jerry smiled and waved toward her.

I had a lot of sympathy, knowing how frightening it was, but leaned down behind her and sniffed her vulva. The appealing scent encouraged me to taste her. I licked her labia and vagina about a dozen times, then moved my tongue around in her anus for at least half a minute. She was DELICIOUS! I wanted to keep going, but Jerry gently pulled me away. He motioned for us to leave, saying, “You’re such a pleasing beauty. Thank you, Jessie.” I saw him put cash on the coffee table next to her as we left.

In the huge car, he explained, “Jessie doesn’t smoke yet, but when she turns nineteen and moves in with us next spring, she will. My wife won’t be back until tomorrow, so there will only be a pair of lovely ladies in my bed tonight.” Strangely, I didn’t feel any jealousy and wasn’t bothered that he had a wife. Instead, I was highly aroused. The thought of having sex with Jerry, Jill, and Jessie at the same time nearly made me cream my panties!

Back at Jerry’s place, he held our hands and led us up the grand staircase to the third floor. As he walked in the bedroom and removed his tie, he asked, “Care for some wine before we get started, ladies?”

“Please.” “Sure.”

He handed us each a glass of white wine, then Jill and I sipped slowly as we watched him undress. He was a beautiful man, in a masculine way. He was nearly six and a half feet tall and quite muscular. “Let’s have another glass, then I’d like to watch you make love to each other first.”

As we finished the wine, Jill and I looked in each other’s eyes with burning lust. We removed each other’s dresses as quickly as we could. She kneeled on the carpet as she moved my panties to the side, then started licking me. The feeling was wonderful, excellent! Her warm wet tongue on my labia got me excited, then drove me nearly to climax as it thrusted into me over and over. I barely noticed Jerry removing my bra or his boxers.

He picked me up and carried me to the huge bed as he instructed, “Get each other nice and excited, then I’ll make love to you.”

Jill and I laid side by side in a 69, licking each other’s vaginas and clits for what felt like hours, giving each other several small orgasms. Her scent and flavor were extremely intoxicating. I loved it! She tasted better than any wine or candy. I kept wanting more.

Finally, Jerry rubbed the head of his large and semi-erect penis on my lips. I licked and sucked, savoring the wonderful flavor as he grew to full size and rigidity. I licked Jill’s clit as he entered her. Soon after, her hips rocked and she screamed as a powerful climax hit her. “YAAAAAH!” She thrashed around in euphoria as Jerry jackhammered away, thrusting into her over and over. He pulled out after his climax and I licked him clean, savoring the wonderful taste of their combined fluids.

He moved toward my feet, as I licked his delicious semen out of her. I felt Jill start licking me again, then move to my clit as something hot, huge, and wonderful filled my pussy. It only took a few dozen strokes for my wanton womanhood to erupted like a volcano. I blacked out from an overdose of pleasure, then woke near climax again with Jerry still thrusting into me.

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Miranda is reluctant to make a confession, but her girlfriend brings it out of her.

My hands slithered down onto her lower back just above her butt. “Oh, you like making love to your girlfriend, don’t you, psycho bitch,” I moaned, kissing her.

She brought her lips right off mine. “I told you not to call me that, Hannah,” she reminded me, halting her thrusts.

“Come on, you are my psycho bitch, Miranda, don’t forget that,” I made clear, sliding my hands over to her face. “I love you.”

“I love you too, but I told you not to call me that. I was a psycho bitch up until our the first day of our weird relationship, but I just don’t like it.”

“Okay, Miranda,” I bitched, breaking eye contact. “I’ll stop calling you that.”

“So I get that look if I just tell you not to call me that?”

I took a deep breath and glanced back at her. “Let’s not fight, we have finals coming up, so let’s just enjoy each other’s company. Just make sweet love to me with that strap-on, sound good?”

She smooched my forehead. “Yes,” she answered before she began thrusting the dildo again.

We kept eye contact, but we both kissed each other a number of times during our lovemaking session. I thought to myself, ‘I swear, I look right into her blue eyes, and I still see the psycho bitch in her. I might have made her suppress it somewhat, but it is still there. She can’t get rid of it, no matter how much she may want to.’

“Do you believe that I love you, Hannah?”

“Yes.”

“Good, because I do,” she let me know, straightening up the top half of her body.

She let the dildo slip out a bit. “I love you a lot,” she mentioned before she stuffed the dildo right back into my slit.

“I believe you, Miranda,” I laughed slightly.

I grinned as I watched her sweat up a big storm and fuck the hell out of me. “I love it when your titties shake, babe. I’ve loved those tits ever since I saw them squished on my window.”

“Oh, I know, you are a boobs woman, that much is certain,” she groaned, grabbing onto my thighs. “Now I’m making your knockers jiggle, Hannah. They are making cum drizzle out of the strap on now. I love you, Hannah.”

“Yes, I know, so just keep fucking me until my pussy just can’t take it anymore.”

She began grinding her teeth a bit and tightened her grip on my thighs too. “I’ll fuck you so hard that you’ll want to retire your cherry. It just won’t be able to take it all, it’ll just shrivel up a bit and just be for show. It is quite an enchanting pussy right now, but you’ll rue the day that you came out of your car. You should have known that I’d destroy your cherry.”

“If you say so.”

As time went on, I began biting my bottom lip as her goals were becoming meant. I clenched my fists and fought the urge to shed even a single tear. My feet also started wagging around like an excited dog.

“Oh, shit,” I moaned, slanting my head back and jerking my body around somewhat. “Damn, sexy bitch, you are making my twat raw now,” I groaned through my teeth.

She peeked back at my face and halted movement. “Shit, am I hurting you, sweetie? You are crying.”

I took a deep breath and looked back at her. “Miranda, that huge dildo has been sliding in and out of my snatch nonstop for ten minutes straight now. After a while, it is gonna hurt my pussy and make me shed a tear or two. Did you think destroying it wouldn’t make me cry?”

“I just didn’t mean to hurt you,” she answered, breaking eye contact. “I never would want to, Hannah.”

I sighed. “Is there something you want to tell me, Miranda?” I inquired, raising my eyebrows.

She failed to answer, but she suddenly yanked out the dildo, stood up over me and took off the strap-on. She dropped it, got off the bed and walked away without making eye contact.

“Now you are just going to the bathroom?”

I didn’t hear anything back from her and I leaned up on the bed. I heard the toilet flush, but she didn’t come back out.

After a minute, I scratched my head. “You know love goes both ways, which means you can tell me things.”

“I know,” she responded, coming out of the bathroom. 

I kept my eyes on her. “What’s going on?”

“What, I’m just strolling around naked,” she mentioned, getting back on the bed with me. “You asked me to do that from time to time on that first day, remember? We were outside with Barb.”

“Yes, I do remember that, now do you remember what is bothering you?” I wondered, placing my palm on her leg.

She stayed silent and failed to look at me.

“You already made me fall in love with you, so just tell me, please, Miranda. You are freaking me out now.”

She took a deep breath. “I did something bad,” she confessed, shooting me a guilty look.

I sighed and took my hand away. “What are you talking about?”

“I saw Barb a couple days ago.”

“I know, we agreed it wasn’t cheating if we just told each other about it. You told me you were with her a month ago and then a couple weeks ago too. You saw her a couple days ago too, Miranda?”

She sparked a few tears and nodded. “Do you still love me?” she questioned, peeking at me.

“Of course I do,” I replied, prior to hugging her.

We hugged each other for a moment rather tightly before I let go of her. “Miranda, I know you don’t want to hear this, but you are still a psycho bitch. It was just Barb, that’s all. You have nothing to be ashamed of.”

She wiped away her tears. “Although, there is one more detail.”

I nodded and clenched my fists. “And that detail is?”

“Barb has been seeing someone else.”

“Are you saying you had sex with her girlfriend?”

“No.”

I grabbed her hands and yanked her to me.

I glued our lips together for about a full minute before our lips parted again with my hands lingering by her neck. “Miranda, just tell me what’s going on.”

“I had sex with her boyfriend.”

My hands immediately fell off her. “What?”

“Barb has been seeing a guy for a couple months now and I had a threesome with them.”

I backed away slightly and looked away from her. “You had sex with a guy?”

“Yes,” she wept, slanting her head down. “Please don’t hate me.”

I covered my face with both hands and kept them there for a moment. ‘Well, she is crying.’ I thought.

I uncovered my face and got up. “Damn it, Miranda! You really are still a psycho bitch!” I branded her, glancing back at her with my arms out.

“I know I am, Hannah, but it doesn’t change the way I feel about you,” she told me, getting up onto her feet.

I put my hands on my hips. “So, you still like guys then?”

“Yes, I can’t just turn that off. You opened the door to pussy, but I still like cock too. What do you want me to say?”

“How about, I’m sorry Miranda?”

“I’m sorry,” she sobbed, coming right to me.

She wrapped her arms around me. “Please don’t break up with me,” she pleaded. “I’d hate myself if I lost you.”

I returned the favor to her, but let go of her after a few seconds. “Well, you are forcing me to ask. What the fuck, Miranda?”

“What do you mean?” she pondered, backing away a couple feet.

“You are pleading to me not to break up with you as I’ve never had a girlfriend tell me she loves me even half as many times as you. Meanwhile, you don’t want to meet my parents, and you don’t want me to meet yours either. You consider me to be your serious girlfriend, but I don’t have the slightest clue that your parents even know that I exist. I certainly wouldn’t expect you to tell them how we got together, but at least tell that we’re together, Miranda. Do they know about me?”

She put her hands up onto her head for a second. “No,” she replied, shaking her head.

I closed the gap between us. “We sleep together and hold each other every night. You made damn sure that we had every single class together and you even switched your major, just so you could have an extra hour with me every week. We’re are cheering together again in college and shower together every day too. We’ve eaten each other’s pussies, finger fucked, licked each other’s nipples and fucked each other with that strap on hundreds of times now too. When we’re together, you’ve always made it very intimate. You give me intimacy that I never got from any of my past girlfriends,” I listed before I took a breath.

“I’ve also kissed you more times than all of them combined. We’re physically and emotionally inseparable, but you can’t tell your parents about us? We’ve come so far from what we were only a year ago, but it seems that you’ve set a road block for us. So, really why should I forgive you? You went back to cock, I thought you were happy with my pussy.” I stated.

“I am, but it was just an adventure, babe. I still love you and want your pussy. I don’t want Barb’s or that guy’s dick.”

I took a deep breath and got right in her face. “The fact is that you cheated, Miranda. It would be one thing if it was just Barb, but you also fucked that guy. It is her business if she wants to be with a guy, but you are with me, Miranda!” I yelled, stomping my feet. “If you love me so much, then why did you cheat?”

“I don’t know, Hannah, but I don’t want to lose you,” she fretted, taking my hands. “He was wearing a condom.”

I tugged my hands back. “Good, but maybe we should have some time apart. I’m gonna go crash at Barb’s place for a few nights,” I stated before I grabbed my underwear.

“No, don’t put your panties on, Hannah. Can’t we just talk about this?”

I snatched my bra. “You cheated, so there is nothing to talk about,” I made clear, hooking it.

I got dressed as she cried and stood there.

I packed a bag and came to her. “Obviously, you need to do some thinking, Miranda. Do you want me, the idea of me, or would you rather go back to a guy? Maybe a small break for us is an order, just for the weekend. I’ll come back Sunday night so you can have this apartment to yourself and think. If you want to invite someone to be with, then do it.”

“But I don’t want anyone else! I want you!”

I placed my hands on her cheeks and kissed her. “If you still know that forty-eight hours from now, then maybe we’ll be back on board. Now I’m gonna go,” I told her before I turned around.

“So you can just have sex with Barb?”

“No, you psycho bitch, haven’t you been listening?” I asked, glancing back at her. “I want to save this relationship, Miranda. The only thing to do now is to take a step back from this,” I explained before I headed to the door.

She followed me and I opened the door. “No, I’m not gonna let you leave,” she made clear, grabbing my arm.

“What are you gonna do, follow me back outside naked?” I inquired, stealing back my arm.

I walked out the door and headed out towards the parking lot.

I got to my car and snatched the door handle, but I didn’t open it yet. “Miranda, you are a sexy but stupid bitch,” I muttered.

“Yes!” I heard her yell a few seconds later.

I bit my bottom lip for a few seconds as I wasn’t looking towards our door. “No, she can’t be walking towards me naked outside again,” I grumbled, clenching my fists.

“You are gonna have to talk to me.”

I calmly put my bag in the car and turned to her. “I can’t believe you are out here naked again, what if someone sees you?”

“Then let them,” she answered before she placed her hands on my butt and her lips onto mine.

She got in a twenty-second make out session before I pushed her off me. “So, you are seriously telling me that you cheated and now you pulling this shit again in an attempt to win me back?”

“Only because I love you, Hannah. You got into your car, but you didn’t speed away that day. You looked back at me squishing my boobs onto your window. You took the leap of faith because you really liked the idea of being with me, despite my bitchy actions,” she explained, prior to placing her palms onto my face.

“I’m just asking you to take another leap,” she pleaded before she kissed me.

“So, you’ll meet my parents and allow me to meet yours? I want them to see us kiss, hold hands and cuddle. Will you let all that happen?”

She took an extra deep breath. “Yes, if it lands me one happy girlfriend.”

I smiled and kissed her for another thirty seconds.

Then her lips parted from mine. “Thank you.”

“What the hell was so hard about just agreeing to that a few minutes ago?”

“Well, when I was faced with the concept of losing you, I couldn’t say no. Now could you please do something for me first, in front the strangers we’re attracting?”

“Does it involve me taking off my clothes? I see the chick from 2C gawking at us with her hand in her pants.”

“Yes,” she replied, pulling me closer to her. “Although, I only want you to do it, if you truly love me, Hannah,” she made her point clear before she took my right hand.

She brought it up to her face and smooched it for a moment.

“And if I deny you this request?” I giggled.

She placed my hands on her breasts. “You can’t, at the end of the day, you love me too much to say no,” she explained, positioning her palms onto mine.

“You suck, Miranda. The psycho bitch in you can’t just stay buried, it is gonna come out over and over again.”

“I know, but you can see past that part of me. You must have, why else would you have gotten out of your car that day, or let me fuck you in front of all those people?” she pondered, caressing my hands.

“Maybe I did, but your naked body played a role too.”

“The most important question is: are you happy with me?”

“Yes, but you cheated, psycho bitch. That doesn’t make me happy, it just makes me sad and angry. I thought I was enough for you for the most part.”

Without saying a word, she kept her eyes on me and brought her hands down to my shorts. She just undid them, and I let it happen.

She inserted her right hand into my panties. “He wasn’t that big if it makes you feel better,” she informed me, rubbing my pussy. “Obviously, you didn’t start a relationship with me just because I could get you off, but because you liked me after you saw past my bitchiness. That’s why we cuddle every time we watch every movie, whether it is Die Hard or The Notebook. I swear, every time I wrap my arms around you, I just thank whatever force got me you,” she cried before she had to console herself for a few seconds with her head down.

“Whether it was luck or some higher power, I couldn’t be more thankful. I can’t think of anything else of why you’d still be with me. What I did with Barb was just spontaneous, like confessing a crush butt naked in front of at least twenty other college students. It was just something I had to do once. I’ve never even asked you if you’ve been with a guy before, have you?”

I kicked off my sandals. “No, I haven’t, I’m all about the ladies. In answer to the other question you implied, I do love you that much,” I let her know before I took off my shirt.

I let my shorts fall off me and then my hands went to my back.

“Wait.”

“What?” I questioned, raising my eyebrows.

“Hannah, we’ve gotten undressed and had sex over three-hundred times before, but you have only let me undo your bra two times. Try letting me undress you.”

“Yes, undress this hot piece of tail,” the 2C chick moaned, strolling towards us with her cell phone aimed at us.

We both stayed silent for a few seconds. “Aren’t you gonna tell everyone to go away?”

“Not this time,” she answered, undoing my bra.

She lowered herself and slid down my panties too. As I was naked, she reached under the car.

“What are you doing?”

“Why don’t you make sweet love to me for a change?” she wondered, holding the strap on.  “On your car, and in front of strangers?”

“I love you,” I told her, snatching it. “Although, I also hate you,” I mentioned, putting it on.

“Oh, shut the fuck up and fuck your sexy blonde girlfriend already,” the 2C bitch let out.

Miranda got right up onto the hood of my car and placed her head on the windshield. “We should give the skank what she wants.”

I peeked at the voyeur. “Have fun masturbating to us.”

“Your psycho bitch girlfriend is waiting,” Miranda said.

“And so am I,” the voyeur moaned, coming towards us.

I climbed up onto the car with her and kissed her. “If you ever get pissy at me for calling you a psycho bitch again, I will slap you,” I made clear, prior to grabbing onto the dildo.

I slid it right into her slit and placed my hands on her shoulders. “And you definitely can’t say I’m not adventurous.”

“No, she can’t,” the chick said, lying next to us on the car.

“You stupid hussy, I’m having a very physical and emotional heart to heart with my girlfriend,” Miranda whined.

“I know, but I hear you two having sex all the time. For a lesbian couple, you are noisy when it comes to this department. So, tough shit if you don’t like me masturbating to you two. I’ve played with myself just thinking about you two hundreds of times, so I have to take advantage of this.”

I gave her a rather dirty look, but Miranda’s hands angled my face to hers. “Make sweet love to me.”

I smiled as did as they both wished: I fucked her outside on my car in front of people. Her hands came up onto my mid back as we stared at each other the whole time, even though we had an audience. Once again, I felt her supple breasts rubbing onto mine.

We kissed each other a handful of times, but we failed to utter a word for about twenty minutes after that. Of course with me making love to her, I had the car moving somewhat, but the harlot next to us was also shaking a bit.

“Both of you are just drop dead gorgeous. I’m somewhat sorry I’m crashing your party, but this doesn’t happen every day.”

“Shut up and enjoy the show, lady,” I warned her.

I leaned up a bit and began fucking her a little harder. So all four of our melons started to jolt around and I peeked around. There were many other ladies with their hands down in their shorts, but only one actually lay down next to us. With the summer sun out there in the somewhat late afternoon, it beat down on us and made our bodies get as slick as ice with sweat dripping down all over. I failed to let that to slow me down at all, in fact, as time went on, I began thrusting harder.

I heard her begin to whine in a pain a little bit, so I looked right at her. ‘She is shedding a couple tears, but I’m not gonna let up. She is still my girlfriend and I need to satisfy her.’ I thought.

After that, I peeked over at the chick.

“I wasn’t lying, you two are both quite elegant,” she stated, getting off the car.

Both of us glanced at the woman.

She came around the left side and stood about a foot from the car. “I’m Mia by the way,” she informed us, prior to taking off her red tank top.

We both had to watch her as her shorts went down as well. She took off her bra and slid down her matching pink silk panties as well.

“I’m seeing you two,” she mentioned, getting back on the car. “So you should be able to see me too,” she moaned before she began masturbating again.

Then I suddenly switched positions with Miranda and put my hands on her butt.

She immediately rose up and began riding me. “Oh, you are a kinky woman, Hannah. That’s why I fell in love with you. Even though I got us expelled, you still ate my pussy right in the locker room. As soon as you did, I knew I loved you. It took me a while to say the words, but I eventually did. After all that shit, I have you out here again, with another fully naked young woman that loves what she sees.”

She rode me and smiled lustfully too. “Maybe I had sex with Barb and her boyfriend, but I only want you. We are both truly sexy and I really did love it when you were checking me out in the shower too. If I’m a psycho bitch, then so are you, because you are the one that loves me. That should be more than enough for you to forgive me.”

“I do forgive you, Miranda,” I let her know, slanting my back up with her. “For both times you pulled this shit and for cheating.”

“Oh, that’s so sweet of you, Hannah,” Mia let out, leaning up with us.

She met eyes with Miranda and nonchalantly leaned towards her.

Miranda peeked at me. “May I kiss her, Hannah?”

“Only if I get to kiss her too.”

“Deal,” Miranda replied before pressed her lips onto Mia’s.

I kept my hands on her butt and watched them make out for about a minute.

After that minute, Miranda’s lips slowly came off Mia’s. “You have soft lips, Mia.”

“Thank you, it is nice to kiss another blonde with sexy bosoms,” she praised Miranda, bringing her hands to them.

She firmly squeezed Miranda’s knockers for a moment and her mouth opened up widely too.

“Well, obviously you know how to attract women too, Miranda. You have this one shaking and drooling.”

“Well, your girlfriend is a hot and sexy psycho bitch, Hannah,” Miranda added, placing her hands right over Mia’s.

I peeked at Mia’s melons. ‘Well, I know it now: I’m in love with Miranda. Mia is sexy, but she is just nothing compared to Miranda.’ I considered.

All three of us vibrated a little bit and we did attract more attention. Before I knew it, we had about twenty-five different people around us, but the sun did begin to go down slightly.

“Come on, Mia, feel Hannah’s boobs too. I don’t want her to get jealous.”

Mia immediately turned to me and transported her palms to my tits. “Holy shit, you have incredibly soft ones, Hannah,” she commended them, caressing them softly.

“Now who is liking this?” Miranda wondered, leaning towards Mia. “Kiss my girlfriend.”

Mia calmly came towards me and laid a big kiss right on my lips as she kept her hands on my melons.

After ten seconds, her lips parted from mine. “Did you like that?”

“Yes.”

Suddenly, Miranda got up off me, stood up and put her hand out to Mia. “Would you like to ride my girlfriend? She needs to fuck someone else so we can be even.”

“No, I don’t need to have sex with someone else, Miranda, I love you.”

She got off the car and leaned back towards me. “I don’t want to be a cunt, I just want to be your psycho bitch.”

“You are not a cunt, Miranda,” I informed her, getting off the car. “I know you are my psycho bitch,” I let her know, taking her hands in mine. “I just see the woman I fell in love with, not the witch that treated me like shit. I don’t want another woman, even though Mia is pretty damn sexy.”

She grinned somewhat and her hands slithered to my butt. “Do you really feel that way about me?”

“Well, you only decided to run after me naked again, you dumb, but sweet tart,” I answered before I dropped to my knees.

I stuck my tongue right in between her pussy lips and began fucking the woman I loved.

She placed her hands on the hood of the car. “I guess I bring out the ‘psycho bitch’ in lovely ladies,” she moaned, vibrating a bit.

“Holy shit, this is hot,” I heard a male voice moan.

“Fuck off, asshole!! These two ladies are working something out!” Mia wailed.

I didn’t hear anything else from a male voice.

“Oh, shit, Hannah. I fucking love you too,” she let out, placing her hands on my head. “I’m so sorry I cheated. I’ll never do it again.”

I grinned a bit and let my tongue out. “Although, I think you can have fun with our new friend here,” I put on the record, inserting my fingers into her snatch.

“Really?”

I nodded. “You better make a good impression with my parents, though,” I warned her before I stuck my tongue back into her slit.

“Oh, I will, hussy. I will make them love me if you want,” she told me, prior to falling down onto her back.

‘I can’t see her, but I hear those kissing sounds now. She must like our new friend.’

“Oh, you are a good kisser, now put that tongue on my nipple, Mia. I want you to titillate me there as Hannah eats my pussy,” she ordered before a small pause. “Yes, yes, yes, pretty chick, just like that. Keep licking it quickly and don’t let up for a second. I’ll tell you now, though, she owns my heart, so overstep your bounds.”

“Shut the fuck up and take the pleasure, 2D harlot. I’ll make you feel so damn good, you’ll have to drench your girlfriend’s face numerous times. Sound good?”

“Yes, now get back to pleasuring me, bitch.”

I giggled somewhat as I imagined what was happening exactly. ‘That sounds like her.’

I let my tongue do the equivalent of what Mia seemed to be doing, but in her pussy. I had her flinging around frequently and with every passing second, she did it just a little bit more.

‘As usual, she is not shy at all about letting out her juice. She has a very powerful cum hydrant in her cherry,’ I thought, prior to reaching my hands up towards her bosoms.

I grabbed onto both of them but left her nipples open for Mia.

‘Wow, Barb couldn’t make her wiggle this much. Maybe there is something special with this particular tart. Who the fuck knows, but she is mine. She will have to realize that, so maybe my tongue will make that crystal clear. I only wonder if she will have a thing for my mom. Miranda is stunning and seems to be able to sway a lot of different ladies.’

“Yes, yes, yes, I have two beyond beautiful women pleasuring me to death outside again. Oh, shit, Hannah, I’m gonna shoot now!” she screamed, prior to letting her juice come bolting out.

Once again, I took every single drop of her lady juice I could get from her. Miranda kept the cum blasting out for about thirty seconds or so.

‘She has my heart pumping into overdrive again,’ I thought, a few seconds after she finished.

Even after she was done, I stayed down on my knees for a moment and enjoyed the sweet juice as it dried on my face.

“Oh, shit, I’m so glad I didn’t move into that other place,” the guy moaned.

“Dude, fuck off, there are no cocks invited to this party!” Mia yelped, getting off the car. “Just go back to your apartment and jack off there, not out here!”

“Gladly.”

I grinned, as my eyes still were closed and I stood up.

I kept my eyes shut the time being, but after a few seconds, I felt two tongues cleaning my face off. “Thank you for helping Miranda out.”

“Your welcome.”

“What is the meaning of this?” an older female questioned.

We all peeked over at her.

“Oh, hello, Ms. Skank,” I greeted her.

“You know damn well it is pronounced ‘Slank’, Hannah. Why the fuck are you three naked out here?” she questioned, with her fists clenched.

“I’m sorry, my girlfriend is a psycho bitch and she wanted to have sex out here. I just couldn’t turn her down, I mean look at her. She admitted she cheated, but she followed me out here naked. Then Mia here definitely liked what she saw, so she got naked and joined in. That’s all.”

“Oh, that’s all?” she chuckled, waving her arms. “Well, guess what, if you think this is no big deal, then feast your ears on this: you’re evicted! Doing this isn’t forbidden in the lease, but it is just common sense, you floozies!” she wailed, bringing her arms down. “You have until the end of the month to get out,” she warned us, prior to walking away.

Everyone, including the other voyeurs, just stood there for a moment in silence.

Eventually, I pulled Miranda to me and kissed her. “So, now you’ve gotten us kicked out of college and our apartment,” I chuckled.

“I only did this time to win you back, so did I?”

“Yes.”

“Then it was worth it, but we also got a new friend out of the deal.”

“Does that mean we can hang out again?” Mia pondered, getting close to us. “With or without our clothes on?”

“Yes, but only when you see both of us. This one can’t be trusted alone with another sensuous woman,” I answered before I kissed Miranda again.

“That’s right, I can’t.”

“You know, Miranda,” I said, taking her hand in mine. “I love you, despite that you are in fact… “

“A psycho bitch?” Mia wondered.

“Yes, Mia, thank you,” I responded, peeking back at her.

I looked back at Miranda. “Although, you aren’t that cunt anymore. I found out you can be sweet and very considerate too, which makes you an angel wrapped in a tart, Miranda. So if you absolutely feel the need to do this a third time, then do it for me, psycho bitch,” I explained before I smooched her again.

“Do you mean that?” she sobbed.

I nodded and closed the gap between us completely. “Clothes are not allowed to be worn around our new place.”

“I’m starting to think you just love me for my body.”

“Well, I didn’t fall in love with because of your abilities to give out insults and yell at people.”

“So you love my naked body that much?”

“I certainly do. Now let’s go inside, we have packing to do and we gotta find a new place,” I said, grabbing my clothes.

“Well, my ex-girlfriend has been hinting about getting back together and I know there is at least one empty apartment in her building. Just let me know if you are interested,” Mia mentioned before she walked away.

“We will,” Miranda answered before she took my hand and we went back to our unit.

Then as we made it back inside, I took charge and brought her back to our bedroom.

I took the strap on off and sat down with her on the bed. “Miranda, you may have sex with anyone you want, but you have to tell me about it first. I want you to be happy with me, and if you need to get out there every so often, that’s fine. I love you so much, that I’ll make the sacrifice. You can even have sex with my mom if you really want to.”

“Seriously?” she chuckled.

“Yes, but you can’t tell my dad about it, though.”

“Or vice versa?”

“I guess, yes.”

“Well, thank you,” she responded before she kissed me and placed her hand on my leg. “I don’t want anyone else, though. Maybe I wouldn’t mind having fun every couple months or so, but you are the only one I want to wake up next to every morning,” she let me know, caressing my leg.

“Are you sure?”

She broke eye contact for a few seconds. “Well, how hot is your mom?”

“Shut up,” I laughed, prior to taking her down and getting on top of her.

We cuddled for a few minutes in silence as the sun went down completely.

Then she got up and went down towards my cherry. “I can at least return the favor to my sane bitch girlfriend,” she mentioned before she began eating me out.

“Hell yes, you can,” I moaned, positioning my hands onto her head.

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It was just two weeks after the female-fronted metal band Butcher Babies ended their nationwide tour opening for Marilyn Manson. The tour had been a huge success—on the surface, at least. True, most of the venues had had either sold out or come very close to the mark, but partway into the tour it became obvious that most of the concert-goers were there to see the famed Manson moreso than the Butcher Babies. Though they had gained notoriety and a loyal following of fans due in part to their music and in part to their near-naked live performances when they were first starting out, their popularity had begun to wane over the past few months when they signed on to a record label and stopped performing in just fishnet stockings, studded leather panties, and electrical tape over their nipples. The change hadn’t been a voluntary decision by the band, but rather “persuaded” to it by the record label. Though they had accepted to change their performance delivery, they weren’t happy about it, and clearly their fans weren’t either.

This was how Carla Harvey and Heidi Shepherd, the two lead vocalists for the band, found themselves sitting in their manager Dave Aguilera’s office in a long discussion on trying to figure out how to get their audience back, and even increase it tenfold. The rest of the band was in a practice session, held elsewhere so the din of the instruments wouldn’t disturb them. The guys knew that what and how the band chose to promote themselves relied solely on the ladies and so left them to it, waiting to hear from them when a plan was made.

“This fucking sucks,” Carla was saying, taking a drag from her cigarette and blowing the smoke through her nose. “We finally get a record deal, go on tour with Marilyn fucking Manson, and now everybody’s jumping ship because we won’t show our tits onstage? I mean, what the fuck?”

“Well, okay, not everybody’s leaving,” Heidi amended. “But still, we definitely aren’t getting as many people as we used to, or could be. The last few shows people were coming in the door just as we were finishing our set, so they definitely weren’t into us.”

“At least that’s better than half the people who WERE there and saw us from the top,” Carla countered. “Some of them were booing us so loudly I could hear them over Hank’s guitar and Chris’s drums. And did you see the arguments they were getting into with the people that were cheering for us? I thought a riot was going to break out a couple of times.”

“I thought once we got a record label and went on tour as an opener we’d get more of a draw,” Heidi said to Dave, who had been listening patiently to their grievances about their situation.

“Trust me, it’s not anything you’re doing that’s keeping that from happening,” Dave said supportively. “You girls and the guys have been great up there. Honestly, though, I think it’s something you’re not doing.” At the girls’ bemused expressions, he pulled up a webpage on his iPad and read the following: “’When girls are perceived as sexual or outspoken, they get labeled sluts, but we embrace those qualities and bring them to our music as well. Butcher Babies is true slut metal: We’re doing what we want, how we want.’ Those were your words, Heidi.”

“I know that,” Heidi said, rolling her eyes. “But I said that a long while ago, when we were just starting. And the record label told us they didn’t want us doing that kind of performance anymore, remember?”

“Of course I do,” Dave said, nodding. “But think about it. When you guys first came out, you were over-the-top and balls-to-the-wall with how you expressed yourselves. You made a name for yourselves as being ‘slut metal,’ and you stuck by it. Really, you two set the bar high for yourselves—and now you’re not meeting that expectation anymore. People want to see you bare it and tear it, and even though you’ve got the tearing part of it down, you’re not giving them everything they’re paying for.”

“Well, hell, it’s not like we asked to change our style,” Carla groused. “We were perfectly happy doing what we were doing. It was working for us…and we really were sticking up for ourselves and who we wanted to be.” Heidi nodded in agreement.

“And that’s the other part of it,” Dave said. “You guys aren’t happy with how the label is jerking you around with this, either. You aren’t doing what you want or how you want it.”

“So what, you think we should just quit with the label?” Heidi asked skeptically.

“Not at all.” Dave shook his head. “You guys only signed on in the last year, bailing out like this so soon would definitely put a stain on your reputation to other labels if you wanted to sign with them. No, I think you guys should stick with the label…BUT, also go back to how you want to perform and promote yourselves.”

“No way, they’d give us the boot as soon as they heard about it!” Carla protested.

“Not if you can prove that your way works out for them, both financially and in branding,” Dave said. “Look, you guys used to turn it up to eleven with your shows, with the nipple tape and the blood and all of that. You loved it, the fans loved it, it was win-win. I’m saying, what you need to do is go back out there and crank it up past eleven. Really show the people what it means to be ‘slut metal.’ And I’ve got a few suggestions on how to do it, if you’re interested.”

Both girls were silent, thinking about their manager’s words for a long two minutes. They looked at each other, sharing a silent communication. Carla raised her eyebrows, and Heidi seemed to consider further for a moment before giving a slight nod, the corners of her mouth turning up in a small smile.

They turned back to Dave. “What did you have in mind?” Carla asked.

* * *

A few months later, the Butcher Babies announced a live show at a venue in their hometown of Los Angeles, marked with the news that they would be performing all-new songs as their setlist. It was a medium-sized venue, bigger than what they started out with years ago, but not as big as what they had been playing at while on tour. It seemed like a good place to reveal their new (in a manner of speaking) direction, and hopefully not only regain and increase their former level of recognition from the fans, but also show the record label how profitable they could be to them while sticking to their own attitudes performance-wise. Dave’s initial suggestions had spawned many more ideas from all of the band members, with the present result being a combination of everyone’s. Of course they hadn’t told the label what exactly they had planned; hell, they had even fudged the tiny matter of what the content of their new songs would be about. Still, artistic pride and license had pushed them forward in spite of the significant risk, and they were ready to lay it all on the line. And if all else failed, at least they would go out in epic fashion with what they had lined up.

It was a good turnout; most of the space was filled with a mixture of fans and newcomers, all ready and eager to see what the Butcher Babies had in store for them. As they would soon find out, they were not to be disappointed in the least.

The lights dimmed and the raised stage lit up, illuminating the male members of the band as they started to play. The crowd cheered as Carla and Heidi strode up to center stage from the back, dressed in black leather tops and skirts, with knee-high boots on and holding microphones.

“What’s up, L.A.!” Carla shouted into the mic. “You guys ready to turn it up tonight?!” She flashed horns at the audience, who whooped and returned the sign.

“You know, we were just on tour with Marilyn a few months back,” Heidi said loudly so everyone could hear her over the music and cheering. “How many of you guys came to see us play at one of the stops?” There was even more cheering in response, with people starting to stomp their feet

“That’s awesome!” she continued. “But you know, we really missed L.A., we really missed you guys—” She had to pause while people from the crowd shouted out things like “I love you!” and “We missed you too!” before continuing. “And, fuck, we missed doing what we do best…” She looked at Carla, who nodded “Bringing slut metal to the masses!”

With that she and Carla took hold of their tops and ripped them off, exposing their completely bare chests—no electrical tape or cover of any kind over their skin. The two female rockers then tore away their skirts, revealing that they wore absolutely nothing underneath. Carla and Heidi stood there, showing off their new look to the audience, who were going absolutely nuts at the sight of them.

In addition to their bellybutton piercings, which they had had from the beginning, both of them had pierced both nipples, with Carla putting silver barbells through hers and Heidi sporting a pair of small golden rings. They had also pierced their twats, both of them now with studded clithoods, with Heidi having an additional third ring through her clit itself. They also had tattoos written in fancy script letting on their lower abdomens, with Carla’s saying “SLUT” and Heidi’s “WHORE.”

Both female rockers tossed their now-useless outfits into the audience, where they were grabbed and practically shredded into pieces as people tried to claim a part of it as their own. “We are Butcher Babies!” Heidi shouted out to the crowd as the two girls threw up horns and stuck out their tongues, showing off brand-new tongue piercings. “And make no mistake: we put the SLUT in slut metal!”

With that, the band started playing their first new song, “Fuck Meat”:

“Fuck meat, fuck meat, on the prowl,
Pump my cunt and make me howl.
Satisfying both our needs,
Fuck my ass until it bleeds!”

The girls were grabbing their tits and squeezing them, screeching the words as they headbanged, their hair flying. Heidi pulled hard on one of her nipple rings, growling loudly into the mic. Carla stood with her legs spread apart and her hips thrust out, slapping her cunt again and again with the rhythm.

“Treat me like a little bitch,
Use your cock to scratch my itch.
Fucking me just never ends
When you’re through I’ll fuck your friends!”

Heidi got on her knees at the edge of the stage, reaching out to high-five everyone who wanted one. Many people reached up to grope at her body, hands pawing her tits and feeling her cunt. One guy was even bold enough to stick a finger inside, and Heidi grabbed his wrist and pulled it up towards her lips, sucking his sticky finger in her mouth for a couple of moments before letting him go. Meanwhile Carla was sticking the end of her mic into her cunt, the wet sounds of it clearly audible.

“I’m fuck meat born and fuck meat bred,
I’m fuck meat ‘til I’m fucking dead!
Don’t need to pay to make you rock,
I’ll pay to suck your fucking cock!”

The song changed into the two girls screaming the title repeatedly at the top of their lungs, with the crowd joining in before the song ended. Immediately the band launched into their second song, “Bitches Scream While Bastards Cream”:

“Come in through my window, climb into my bed,
Wake me up and whip it out, and I’ll be giving head.
‘Your cunt tastes good,
your cum is sweet,
you’re giving me a tasty treat.
And when it’s done,
we’ll have more fun.’
And this is what my daddy said!”

Carla punctuated the words to the song by straddling one of the amps and humping against it. “Ahhh, yeah,” she hissed, feeling the rough surface of the amp slide against her sensitive twat. “This feels so good. I can feel the roughness on my goddamn cunt, and the music makes it pulse!” On the other side of the stage Heidi had grabbed their bassist Jason’s face and started a hot open-mouth kiss with him while he continued to play, the two of them sticking out their tongues to slide against the other obscenely.

“I don’t need no rubbers, I’m not taking pills,
‘Cause riding on you bareback is giving me a thrill!
Cum in me,
I’ll squat it out.
Just wanna hear you scream and shout
When you nut
Inside my butt.
‘Cause this is how I pay my bills!”

Carla stood at the edge of the stage, bent over so that her ass was sticking out towards the audience. Many hands were slapping her asscheeks, quickly turning it red. “Yeah, smack that slutty ass!” Carla shouted. “Make it fucking crimson before the night’s over!” Beside her Heidi was doing the same.

“Stick me good in every hole, I only aim to please,
You can put me on my back, or on my hands and knees.
Bitches scream
while bastards cream,
that’s my motherfucking dream.
So all you whores
Get on the floor
And spread your legs, don’t be a tease!”

The girls screeched out the last line of their song again, headbanging as the song ended. As the music stopped the crowd roared and screamed their approval, stamping their feet and clapping their hands. The air in the venue was hot and electric and the concert had only just begun.

Carla and Heidi had a glow of sweat on their bodies, which showed clearly from the lights on them. Though both were breathing heavy, they were far from tired; on the contrary, they were amped up and ready to keep going. Carla reached behind an amp and pulled out two bottles of water, passing one to Heidi before the two of them drank deeply. Heidi finished about three-quarters of hers and spilled the remainder of it down her front before tossing the empty bottle into the crowd. Carla did the same, only her bottle was still filled by about a third, and there was laughter as it splashed all over.

“You guys enjoying the show?” Heidi shouted. “You like our new songs?” The crowd roared its answer in the affirmative. “You want more?” Again with a very enthusiastic response.

“One thing, though, before we keep going,” Carla said. “I’m looking at all of you right now, and then looking at Heidi and myself, and I’m thinking, you guys are seriously overdressed for this shit.” There was laughter from the crowd. “Seriously, it’s hot as the Devil’s ballsack in here, and I know it’s not just from the room by itself.”

“So what we wanna see, before we close out tonight, is all you fuckers getting buck naked with us,” Carla continued. “Our show is only getting started, and we’ve got some hot and kinky shit planned, and part of that involves everybody going full birthday suit. The guys are gonna get naked later, we’re probably gonna take these fucking boots off—hang on.” She passed her mic to Heidi before bending down to loosen and kick off her boots, now standing barefoot onstage. Heidi passes the mics over to her to do the same as Carla continues. “Now we’re fucking naked as jaybirds, and we wanna see all you guys doing it also. Doesn’t have to be now, but before our final song is over, we wanna see that skin.”

“Don’t worry about how you’re gonna look,” Heidi said, taking her mic back. “We don’t give a fuck if you’re short, fat, hairy, or a chick with a dick—you’re all fucking hot to us already just by being here, and if other people laugh or complain, tell them to go fuck themselves!” That got a loud cheer and claps from the audience, and people were already starting to pull off outer layers of clothing.

“Our next song is for all the ladies in the audience,” Carla said. “Whether you’re a mother, a daughter, a sister, or a girlfriend, however many names you call yourself, you all share this one label in common…” She paused, then both girls shouted the title: “DILDO RIDER!”

The band started playing fast and heavy as Heidi reached behind another amp and pulled out two very thick black dildos about 10 inches long. She passed one to Carla, and they both started whipping the plastic shafts across their chests and stomachs with loud slaps in time to the music.

“I don’t want your kisses.
I don’t want your hugs.
I don’t want to see your face, you got an ugly mug.
Don’t show up at my doorstep.
Don’t call me on the phone.
Don’t send me pictures of your dick, I got my own at home.

Don’t have a dog to piss the floor.
Don’t have a cat that bites.
All I got’s a Rabbit, and it keeps me hot at night.
Don’t send me cards or flowers.
Don’t give me sweets and stuff.
I just need AA batteries to help fill up my muff.”

Carla grabbed Heidi and practically threw her to the stage floor on her hands and knees, facing the audience. The dark-haired rocker stood behind her, brandishing her dildo like a weapon before bending down and placing the tip of it against Heidi’s cunt. Heidi continued the song, holding the mic and her own dildo in one hand while glaring fiercely at the audience.

“I’m a fucking dildo rider, it’s what I’m all about.
When boys and men get wilting dicks, this dong never runs out.
So hear me when I say that it’s always without fail,
When I get plastic shoved in me, I lose my mind and wail.”

At this the music suddenly cut and Carla shoved the dildo into Heidi’s cunt, the blonde’s loud scream ringing from the speakers. Carla hammered it in and out for a good ten to fifteen seconds, managing to get over 2/3rds of it inside as Heidi squealed from each thrust, before the band jumped back in with the music. She flipped the blonde over onto her back and spun her so that everyone could see the large black sex toy jutting obscenely from her cunt. Heidi started sawing it in and out of her twat as Carla grabbed the other dildo from Heidi’s hands and continued the song.

“I’ll take it in my pussy and I’ll take it in my ass.
I’ll do it in my bedroom or outside on the grass.
And when I’ve made my asshole sore, my cunt lips start to sag,
I’ll stick it in my mouth and throat just to hear me gag.”

Carla opened her mouth wide and took the dildo in her mouth, pushing more and more of it inside as it slides down her throat. She started gagging almost immediately and pumped the dildo in and out of her gullet, holding the mic close to her mouth so everyone could hear her choking and gagging herself on the plastic shaft. Spit drooled freely down her lips and chin, and her eye makeup started running down her cheeks from the tears.

The song continued, but there were no more words, just gagging and squealing noises from the girls as they continued to fuck themselves with the oversized fake dongs. The music sped up, the girls matching the pace until Heidi screamed again, this time in orgasm as she came onstage, her body shaking while she pumped the dildo furiously. Carla jerked the dildo from her mouth, long strings of drool and throat slime attached to it, and slapped herself across her cheeks with it, making them red.

The song ended as Heidi pulled the dildo from her cunt and threw the cum-soaked toy into the crowd before Carla helped her up. There were calls for her to throw the other dildo. “Not just yet, pervs!” Carla shouted, leaving on the side of the stage for now. “We still need this for one more song later. Trust me, it’s worth the wait.”

“This next song is kind of a love song,” Heidi said. “About what happens when two people with a shared interest get together.”

The band started playing, a slower, softer melody at first as Heidi and Carla, standing a bit apart, started sidling up next to each other, not making eye contact, but reaching out to brush their hands lightly over the other’s skin. The music started grinding up as they got closer and closer together, their hands now running over each other before Carla grabbed Heidi’s face and kissed her, with Heidi responding instantly. The two shared an open-mouth kiss, their pierced tongues dueling almost in mid-air as the band kicked into high gear with “Scissor Sister”:

“Sugar and spice and all things nice, that’s what girls are made of.
Big fat tits and a soaking gash, that’s the kind of girl that I love.
I need a chick that gets me off, who makes me squeal and grunt.
Don’t matter if she don’t like dick as long as she eats cunt!

Scissor sister, scissor sister.
Lover from another mister.
Scissor sister, scissor sister.
She’s so hot she makes me blister.
Scissor sister, scissor sister.
I can’t wait to fucking kiss her.
Scissor sister, scissor sister.
I can’t wait to fucking fist her.”

Heidi pushed Carla onto her knees, standing in front of the dark-haired with her legs spread apart. She forced Carla’s face into her crotch, aggressively grinding against her mouth and groaning her pleasure at the feeling of her tongue.

“I’ll suck her goddamn milk jugs dry, I’ll swallow up her bush,
And when I’ve feasted on her twat, I’ll start in on her tush.
I know that it sounds sappy, it’s enough to make you spit,
But it’s fucking romantic when I’m taste-testing her shit!

Scissor sister, scissor sister.
We don’t need no fucking dick!
Scissor sister, scissor sister.
Just rubbing cunts until we’re sick!
Scissor sister, scissor sister.
Suck on clits just how we like!
Scissor sister, scissor sister.
We’re just two fucking lezzie dykes!”

Carla and Heidi got down on the stage floor, facing each other and drawing close so that their pussies were rubbing against each other, their legs intertwining. Hank started a hard, fast guitar solo as the two frontwomen started scissoring in time to the music. Carla grabbed Heidi by her nipple rings and held onto them for balance, with the blonde doing the same with handfuls of Carla’s hair. The two girls were screaming in both pleasure and pain as they ground their steaming twats against each other, almost banging them together at some points. They came almost at the same time, their hips shaking and pressing together so hard it hurt as they shrieked and cursed through their orgasms, cunt cream staining their inner thighs and legs.

The two girls collapsed as the song ended, drenched in sweat and gasping as the crowd roared its praise. All of the audience members had at least stripped down to their underwear at least, with around half of fully naked. The concert venue was becoming more and more like a free-for-all swinger’s club, as every man was sporting a hard-on and every women had tits and pussies swollen with arousal. Quite a few people were already giving into their lust as couples and threesomes were going at it with wild abandon. Even the staff had gotten sucked into it, ditching all professionalism along with their clothes as they joined in. The pretty bartender was bent over the counter, getting nailed in the ass by a male concertgoer while his girlfriend was on her knees blowing two burly security guys. Another male fan reached over the counter and grabbed a beer tap as the guy sodomizing the bartender pulled her body up into a half-standing position. Her tits and stomach were hosed down with foaming beer as she shrieked at how cold it felt against her hot skin.

Heidi and Carla got to their feet, grabbing more bottles of water and drinking them down before pouring more over their heads. “Who’s ready for more?!” Heidi shouted, and the crowd roared as they launched into their next song, “Blown-Out Asshole”:

“I got a problem and I really need a fix.
My asshole’s gaping open from too many dicks.
The damage is heavy, and I really have no doubt.
I have to use a plug to keep my ass from falling out.”

Carla got on her knees at the edge of the stage, bending forward and facing away from the audience so they can see her asshole. Heidi took the remaining black dildo from the side of the stage and brought it over, kneeling beside Carla and holding it at the entrance to her ass. She started pushing the dildo inside as Carla sings, her words punctuated by animalistic grunts:

“When I first got sodomized it made me feel alive.
I was barely legal and the guy was sixty-five.
He fucked it hard and made it bleed, I sucked him clean, and then
I kissed my grandpa on the cheek and said I’d come again.”

Heidi had half the dildo in Carla’s butt at this point, pumping it back and forth as she worked more of it in. Carla squealed like a stuck pig with each thrust, the noises she was making mixed in with the lyrics:

“I’ve taken boys and girls up there, I’m the perfect mate.
Any age or race or size, I don’t discriminate.
They use their cocks and use their fists, they really stretch me wide.
They film it all and play it back to show me my insides.”

Most of the dildo sawed easily in and out of Carla’s bowels, with only about an inch and a half left over. Heidi stopped trying to push more in, instead just pounding and jerking the toy as hard as she could. Carla’s anal ring puckered and flared with each movement and she screamed gutturally as her asshole was abused.

“So if you see me on the street, be sure to say ‘Hello.’
I’ll turn around and spread my cheeks to give you a free show.
“Cause I’m a girl you won’t forget, I’m making it my goal,
To meet someone who loves to rock and my blown-out asshole.”

Heidi yanked the dildo out in one motion, revealing Carla’s battered asshole stretched wide to almost 4 inches. Carla reached back and spread it further with her hands, showing off the inside of her ass. As Heidi threw the sodden dildo into the crowd, where a trio of girls grabbed at it and fell to the floor as they fought for a taste, Carla stuck her closed hand inside her ass, fisting herself for half a minute before pulling her hand out. Her asshole prolapsed and the audience cheered as they saw the raw, wet, reddish-pink flesh of her rectum exposed to them. Heidi leaned it and put her mouth over the rosebud of Carla’s asshole, sucking on it as Carla smeared her anal juices all over her own face as the song ended.

Carla’s asshole started closing back up, with Heidi helping by pushing her rectum back inside before the two got to their feet. The smell of sweat and cum was thick in the room as more people were stripping off the last of their clothes and public sex was becoming more rampant. “I can see plenty of you horny fuckers getting dirty and nasty with each other!” Heidi called out. “It makes us so fucking happy to see that, I love it!”

“And to everybody else who’s not screwing or getting screwed, we got a song for you too,” Carla said. “It’s called, ‘Jerk Off!’”

The band started to play, a thumping drum section accentuating the music:

“Jerk off!
Just to start the day.
Jerk off!
When you want to play.
Jerk off!
When you’re all alone.
Jerk off!
Or with friends at home.
Jerk off!
Give in to demand.
Jerk off!
Beat it using both your hands.
Jerk off!
Splooge onto the floor.
Jerk off!
Lick it up, don’t waste it, whores!”

Hank stopped playing and pulled off his guitar, moving towards the edge of the stage. The band had been wearing only boxers for the concert, and Hank ripped them off, his hard cock bobbing as he threw them into the audience. He started masturbating, pointing his cock towards the crowd in front of him as he worked his hand up and down the shaft in time to the beat. Carla and Heidi stood on either side, their legs apart and sticking fingers in their twats.

“Jerk off!
Squirting’s so much fun.
Jerk off!
Like a fucking water gun.
Jerk off!
Ain’t against the law.
Jerk off!
Go on, rub it raw!
Jerk off!
Work it twenty-four, seven.
Jerk off!
Feels like fucking heaven.
Jerk off!
‘Til you’re fucking blind.
Jerk off!
‘Til you lose your mind!

The girls and Hank let out primal screams as they started cumming hard, their hips cocked forward to drench the audience. Hot, sticky cunt cream sprayed from both pussies, showering over everybody in range, while Hank let loose with jets of semen spurting onto as many girls’ faces as possible.

As soon as Hank finished his climax, he quickly moved back and grabbed his guitar, putting it back on to resume playing. A final few drops of cum were hanging in a oozing string from the end of his cock, but he left it as is. Hank started playing a hard and fast riff, cuing the others to speed up also as Heidi and Carla jumped down from the stage to storm the audience with the crowd making room for them to pass, though many people reach out to grope their tits and asses.

“Let me see you jerk off,
let me see you pop.
Bust a nut or squirt your cunt,
the party never stops.
And if your arm gets tired,
your fingers get all numb,
just call a friend to help you out,
play with your junk to cum!”

Heidi stopped in front of a group of guys, all of them jacking their dicks as they stare at her body. “You wanna know what the best part of jerking off is?” she barked at them. “Having a target!” With that she dropped to her knees in front of them, sticking out her chest and spreading her arms wide. “Paste me, fuckers!” She flipped them off with both fingers while opening her mouth wide and sticking out her tongue, her piercing glinting in the light. The guys started cumming, grunting and cursing as they shoot their loads over Heidi’s face and chest. Thick wads of jism splattered across her cheeks and nose while ropes of it slopped onto her tits, dripping off her nipple rings and sliding down her stomach. Across the room Carla was getting the same treatment, with a few more guys grabbing handfuls of her hair to cum into before rubbing their sperm into her scalp like shampoo.

Onstage Chris and Jason abandoned their instruments and rushed to kneel at the edge of the stage, furiously jerking off to Hank’s hard and fast guitar solo. Chris came right in the face of a girl with a shaved head, temporarily blinding her as she took a shot to her eyes, while James sprayed his load into the mouths of two girls who looked like identical twins and who immediately started kissing hotly, swapping the precious semen back and forth.

Hank finished his guitar solo, ending the song, and Carla and Heidi stood up and took mock bows at the cheering throngs around them. Both girls had heavy amounts of cum on their bodies and they rubbed it into their skin as their male bandmates took a few quick moments to prepare for their next song.

“Hey Heidi?”

“Yeah, babe?”

“You look like such a skank right now!”

“Oh, thanks! I was going for that look!” Heidi responded in a valley-girl tone, and the crowd laughed.

“All right, enough of that bullshit!” Carla said, turning back to the audience. “Right now we’re looking for love…and to us, there isn’t anything we LOVE more than being made airtight!”

“Fuck yeah, there isn’t!” Heidi chimed in, and the band queued up their next song, “Three-Hole Romance”:

“I’m not a one-man woman, not a two-man witch,
I need three male fuckers to satisfy this bitch.
One to pierce my cunt, one shoved up my ass,
and one sticking down my throat just so I don’t sass!”

Heidi and Carla stalked through the audience, choosing male members at random and leading them by their cocks to the center of the room. Each of them took three, choosing one to get down on the floor on their backs. The two men laid on their backs, their cocks pointing straight up at the girls’ pussies as Carla and Heidi stood over them, dropping onto their knees and impaling their cunts simultaneously. The girls started riding them to the rhythm of the music.

“I’m a girl with needs that can’t be satisfied
Until my boyfriend brings over two more guys.
So don’t be fucking shocked if I won’t go out with you
‘Cause I’ll never say yes ‘til you bring the other two!”

Two other men got behind Heidi and Carla, with the girls leaning forward and spreading their asscheeks open. The men easily slid their cocks inside their asses and started pounding away, with the girls fucking back at them just as hard.

“Cupid didn’t strike my heart, he struck my wet pussy,
And then he struck my butt and mouth and always made me crave three.
So you can call me slut, or you can call me whore,
But I only take three ‘cause I can’t fit the other four!”

The remaining two men moved in front of their faces and started fucking their mouths, with their girls relaxing their throat muscles for easier penetration. The song continued as the mics picked up choked, muffled squeals of pleasure from the girls and the sounds of balls slapping against chins. It didn’t take long for the guys to cum, and they spurted their loads inside their respective holes, ending the song.

As Carla and Heidi got off the men they’d been riding, fresh cum running from their twats and assholes down their legs, Heidi shouted, “We got a couple more songs for you, and this next song’s gonna get nasty! You thought we were fucked up before, wait ‘til you see this!” With that she and Carla dropped their mics to the ground as they headed straight for the men’s room, pushing their way inside while others followed them. Those that couldn’t get through watched as two large TV screens, one on either side of the room, lit up, showing that the men’s room had had cameras and microphones placed all over the walls and were recording everything in high definition quality.

Inside the men’s room the orgiastic sex was continuing, with couples bent over sinks or pressed up against the graffiti-marked walls. A few were even on the filthy floor, rutting with abandon like animals. Carla and Heidi stepped over them as they headed for the stalls. As they stood in front of two closed stalls, they turned to one of the cameras mounted on the walls. “You wanna see how Carla and I unwind after a hard day?” Heidi asked. She and Carla slammed the stalls’ doors open, revealing incredibly filthy-looking toilets.

Puddles of old piss, used condoms, and crumpled toilet paper littered the floor, while lewd graffiti and crude images of obscenity covered the sides of the stalls. The toilets looked like they hadn’t been cleaned in weeks, with unknown stains covering the seats and inside of the bowls. Both toilets were nearly filled to the brim with piss, as though they were clogged and no one had bothered to fix them. With a devilish smile, Carla shouted into the camera. “Start the music, boys!”

With that the band launched into their next song, “Piss Whores”:

“Pump my pussy in the bedroom.
Get my ass slammed in the hall.
But I get really fucking turned on
When I get mounted in a stall.

You can put me on the dirty floor.
Make me crawl in the muck.
‘Cause when I’m covered in toilet scum,
That’s when I really love to fuck!”

Heidi and Carla got down to the floor and started rolling around on the floor, grime and filth sticking to their skin. Heidi scooped up a few used condoms and shoved them into her mouth, chewing on them as old semen oozed into her mouth. Carla dipped her face in a puddle of piss, turning her head side to side to get it all over. She then grabbed a wad of particularly dirty toilet paper nearby and wiped her face with it before sticking it in her mouth and sucking on it.

Heidi spit the chewed condoms from her mouth and continued,

“Bend me over the damn toilet
When it’s gold or when it’s brown.
Stick my head into the fucking bowl
And watch me drink it all down!”

With that she and Carla bent over double in front of their respective toilets, grasping the seats for balance as their asses were raised up. “C’mon, you goddamn bastards!” Carla yelled, the toilet paper falling from her mouth. “Get in here and fuck us like we want it!”

Two men pushed their way in to take their positions, shoving their cocks inside the girls’ assholes to the hilt in one go and starting to fuck them hard. The girls’ screams of pleasure were cut off as the men reached forward and thrust their heads into the toilets, piss sloshing over the rims as they did so. Back in the main room the screens cut to shots of Carla and Heidi’s faces, blurred with bubbles and tinted a heavy yellow—apparently there were cameras INSIDE the toilets as well, capturing the girls’ expressions. Though the picture was somewhat obscured with the tint and bubbling, it was clear that they were enjoying it immensely, as the source of all the bubbling came from the girls themselves, still shrieking in ecstasy into the piss-filled toilet bowls.

Every so often the men would pull their soaked heads from the bowls so they could breathe for a few moments before sticking them back in. Each time they were pulled out the girls had their cheeks swollen full with liquid waste, which they swallowed down before getting dunked again. At one point Heidi opened her mouth to reveal a medium-sized dark brown chunk on her tongue before she swallowed it whole. The men couldn’t hold back over the sheer depravity of the girls, and within minutes they were spurting heavy loads within their asses. They were replaced by two more men, and then two more after that, all of them cumming deep in Carla and Heidi’s bowels. The girls were cumming hard as well, gripping the toilets as their bodies shook from orgasm.

Back in the main room, the other band members were getting their share of the action as several female audience members had come up onstage. Jason was bent over while a girl with a spiked pink Mohawk spread his asscheeks open and drove her tongue into his asshole. Chris was having his cock sucked by two girls with dyed black hair as they traded his cock between their lips. Hank was on his back as a heavily tattooed girl bounced her ass on top of his cock. Surprisingly, the band managed to keep performing, owing to plenty of practice sessions when Heidi and Carla had done the same to them while they were playing.

The song was almost over as Heidi and Carla pulled their heads from the now nearly-empty bowls. Their hair was filthy and sopping, sticking to their scalps, while their eye makeup was almost gone, the last remains of it running down their drenched faces. The girls pushed out of their stalls and dropped to their knees in the center of the floor, arms wrapping around each other.

“The only showers we take are golden!” Carla barked. “Hose us down like we’re goddamn urinals, fuckers!”

A dozen streams of steaming hot piss rained down from all directions onto the two girls, spraying every inch of their bodies. Heidi and Carla rubbed it into their skin, mixing it with the drying sperm already there. Most of the pissers were men, although there were quite a few women there who added their own waste, aiming their hips and spreading their cunt lips as they let loose. One woman turned around and spread her asscheeks open, spraying piss from her bowels to the girls’ surprise. “Four fucking strangers just pissed in my ass!” she called out. “Thought you’d want a taste of it.” The girls did their best to catch as much as they could in their mouths, gulping it down.

Finally the song was over and the girls stood up, completely soaked to the skin and reeking of liquid waste. They made their way out of the men’s room back into the main room, where they were greeted with heavy cheers. “Thank you so much for coming out tonight, Los Angeles!” Carla shouted. “You guys have been a fan-fucking-tastic audience. Everybody have fun tonight?” There were more cheers; most people were all fucked out by this point, but still had the energy to see the concert to its end.

“We got one more song for you tonight!” Heidi said loudly. “And after tonight, do us a favor and tell everyone you know about what went on here tonight. EVERYTHING. Me and Carla and the guys loved putting this show together, and we’d love to do it for you guys again, and for more people also, so just tell people, blog about it, put whatever videos you got online—just spread the word, and Butcher Babies will bring slut metal to everyone!” The audience roared in approval.

“So we’re gonna do our final song for you guys,” Carla continued. “But first we gotta clean up a bit.” The girls made their way to behind the bar, taking two water taps and aiming them at each other. They started hosing each other down, cleaning the piss from their bodies, and even turned a bit of it onto other people nearby.

When their bodies were sufficiently cleaned, the girls left the bar and headed back to the stage, pausing only to pick up their mics from the floor. Reaching the stage, they sat on the edge of it instead of climbing back up, their legs hanging over the side. “Our last song is going to involve you guys…even though the other couple did also,” Heidi said, rolling her eyes good-naturedly at her statement. “But this one’s really special, it can’t work without you.”

With that, the band started their final song, “Knock Me Down, Knock Me Up”:

“Knock me down, knock me up,
I can’t ever get enough.
Stick your cock deep in my twat,
fill me up with creamy shots!

Knock me down, knock me up,
love the way you treat me rough.
Ditch the rubber, fuck the pill,
Spray my womb, just let it spill!

‘Cause I don’t give a fuck if you shoot off in my puss.
A ton of other guys have done it, so don’t be such a wuss.
And even if I got knocked up, I’d still be having fun.
You can find me six months later taking cock in pregnant cunt!”

“All you male fuckers out there, listen up!” Heidi shouted. “Any of you who can still get it up, get over here and fuck us good! Empty your balls in either of our gashes!” Though many of the men had wilted cocks fucked raw and dry, there were still some that managed to get it up once more, and they hurried forward, forming two mini-lines as Carla and Heidi got serviced again and again. The girls laid back on their arms, alternating between shouting encouragement at the men to pump their loads inside them and squealing in pleasure. Even the other band members got into it, taking turns one at a time to blast off inside the girls while the other two played.

The last two guys on the lines finished emptying their balls and staggered away. “Is that it? No one else?” When no one else came forward, the girls finished their song:

“We’re the Butcher Babies, we’re a metal band of sluts!
We take it deep in all our holes, we love every kind of smut!
So tell your friends and neighbors when we’re coming into town,
‘Cause we’re fucking each and every one, we’ll make the people drown
IN CUM!”

With the last lyrics of the song two gallon-sized buckets filled with semen were tipped over from a preset place by the ceiling above the two girls. A thick, white flood of goo fell onto Carla and Heidi, covering them from head to toe in sperm, as well as splattering thickly on the edge of the stage around them. The girls stood up, semen running down their bodies in rivers, and started headbanging, their cum-soaked hair whipping around and flinging strings of it all over. They did this for a full minute, their band playing an hard, fast outro to close the concert until finally, with one jarring beat, the song ended.

The audience cheered uproariously one last time for the concert they’d never forget. “Thank you so much, Los Angeles!” the girls shouted. “GOOD NIGHT!”

* * *

Two days after the concert (the previous day spent in a near-coma to recover from their epic performance), the girls were sitting in Dave’s office once more for another meeting. Dave was running a bit behind, so the two were chatting as they waited.

“We definitely got the attention back,” Carla said, looking through entertainment news headlines on her phones. “’Mass Orgy Breaks Out during Concert, Butcher Babies Responsible’. ‘Butcher Babies Turn Music Performance Into Live Sex Show’. ‘Slut Metal Group Proves More Slut than Metal’. That last one I kinda resent; we may be sluts, but we’re still all metal.”

“I just wish we knew what the record label thinks,” Heidi said, a little anxiously. “I only read bits and pieces of the reviews. A lot of people loved it, but I think just as many people hated it. Said we needed to get out of music and go back to porn where we belong.”

“Ugh, don’t listen to them.” Carla shook her head. “They don’t know shit about who we are and what we do.”

At that point, Dave came into the office and, after a quick apology for being late, sat down at his desk and regarding the girls with a serious expression, saying nothing.

“Well?” Carla demanded after a minute of silence. “What did the label think?”

After a few more tense moments, Dave broke into a smile. “They loved it. The new songs, the performances, all of it. They’re working out a new contract right now, but the short version is: they want a new record from the band, one with all the songs and anything else you girls can come up with.”

The girls relaxed, breathing a sigh of relief. Carla reached over and lightly smacked his arm. “Don’t scare us like that, you ass.”

“Sorry, sorry,” Dave chuckled. “I just enjoyed seeing the looks on your faces.”

“They really did love it, though?” Heidi asked. “All of it, like you said?”

Dave nodded. “They went on and on about the artistic quality and promoting freedom of expression and all that, but the bottom line for them was how much attention it’s getting from everyone—both good and bad. Notoriety gets more people in the stores, which gets them paid, so they’re on board with all of that.”

“Wow.” Heidi shook her head. “I can’t believe they went for it. Especially with all the crazy shit we did: the fisting, Carla’s prolapse, drinking piss out of toilets, the cum bath…”

“Yeah, about that, I have to know: how did you get that much cum, anyway?” Carla asked Dave. “What, did you rob a dozen sperm banks or something?”

“Not…exactly.” Dave fidgeted in his seat for a brief moment. “Let’s just say, I had to get…creative with how I managed to get so much. I mean, it WAS all cum, but…”

“…but?”

Dave hesitated again, then changed the subject. “There’s also one more thing. The label was hoping they could get you back on tour once this new record finished. Not opening, but headlining. You’d be doing what you did all over the country. How does that sound?”

Carla and Heidi looked at each other for a long moment. Then they looked back at Dave. “Where do we sign?”

THE END

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As with previous parts, this story does contain scatology, and if you are totally against it please do not read and then complain. If you are mildly curious, or extremely adventurous, please go ahead and enjoy it.

Kathy opened her eyes but it took a short while before she fully adjusted to the unfamiliar surroundings.
She was naked and lying on the mattress, partially covered by a blanket, her lower half being exposed to the guy sitting with her.
She was aware of the sound of voices and the clinking of glasses and plates coming from the kitchen as her eyes focused on July enjoying coitus with two white guys on the sofa.
She propped herself up, resting on her elbow,
“Good Morning” her mattress mate greeted her.
“Morning?” she questioned.

“Yeah, it’s just after two thirty…………….most people have gone home…………won’t be long before I’m off too…………..as soon as I’ve taken care of this.”

He looked down at the erect penis in his hand.
Kathy sat up; feeling obliged to take an active role in his masturbation, and at first cupped her hand under his balls before sliding her palm onto his shaft and gripping it to wank him.
Her vagina was very sore and she winced as his finger entered her and she wondered if he was going to want to enter her there.

“I have to say babe, you were so damned hot in that sling!”

Kathy leaned towards him, kissing him, and lifted her left buttock so she could probe her arsehole with her finger, trying to decide which hole hurt the least.
She squeezed his cock harder and wanked it more quickly.

“So you enjoyed having me then?”

“Oh fuck yes babe, each and every hole!”

Kathy turned herself around so that she could take his dick between her lips.

“Kathy, will you do something for me?”

“Sure I will, that’s what I’m here for.”

“Will you squat on my face?”

She got up onto her knees, allowing him to lie on his back, and then straddled him.

“Oooooooh fuck baby you taste so good”

His tongue flicked from her arsehole to her clitoris, parting her pissflaps, probing her over-used holes.

“Must be a bit smelly down there”

The thought of him licking her where all those guys had dumped their loads was getting Kathy wetter.
“Baby it smells and tastes just great; push your hole open for me”

Kathy done as he requested and he took charge of his cock and began to furiously fist it.
His surprisingly long tongue wriggled against the walls of her arse as she pushed it open.
Her cunt was dribbling as she pushed still harder, his hand a blur on his cock.
She strained as hard as she could, his mouth open beneath her cunt as she trickled piss. The first blob of spunk erupting from his cock as he devoured her juice and the almost silent puff of gas from her, being drawn in to his eager nostrils as she poised above his penis trying to catch his sperm on her lips.
He clawed at her bum pulling her hard against his face as his hand parted company with his still dribbling cock allowing her to savour his seed.
She sucked him until his licking ceased and he started to wriggle and protest that he couldn’t take anymore.
Kathy rolled off him allowing him to get up and give her a long and deep thank you kiss before he stood up and went over to the far corner of the room to retrieve his clothes and dress.

The guys that had been on the sofa with July joined him moments later and July called over.

“Hey cupcake……………are you ok?”

Kathy went over to sit with her.

“Bet you never had a night like this before, Hey Kathy?”

Kathy had to admit that she hadn’t.

“You must be fuckin’ knackered”

July shouted through to the kitchen.

“Hey Lenny, you got anywhere for a couple of sweet young ladies to get their heads down”

“Upstairs, second on the left after the bathroom”

Kathy watched a tiny rivulet of cum trickle down the inside of July’s fleshy thigh as she followed her upstairs.
The bed was small, but comfortable, and feeling the rise and fall of July’s enormous breast beneath her head and the security of her arm wrapped around her waist, she fell softly asleep……………………..

Kathy was awoken partly by the beam of sunlight shining on her face through a chink in the curtains and partly by July’s soft snoring.
July was lying on her back and her boobs had separated and lay at her armpits.
Kathy stuck out her tongue and gently licked at the aureole of her right tit that was in front of her face. The nipple stiffened as she flicked her tongue over it. She sucked it into her mouth and gave it a gentle bite.

“Fuck…………….oh, mmmmmmmmmm “July ran her fingers through Kathy’s hair.

“Good morning babe, thanks for the alarm call”

Kathy wrapped her arm around July’s fat belly and gave her a squeeze; sucking harder on her nipple; feeling the tension in her gut as she drew her feet up towards her buttocks and pushed out a long rasping fart.

“Kathy laughed,” Hope that’s not a smelly one”

July pulled the quilt up over their heads.

“You tell me babe”

Kathy inhaled deeply as she turned around to get her face closer to the source of the smell.

“Oh fuck baby………….. It is a lovely smelly one”

July drew her feet up, opening her legs wide to enable Kathy to get between her legs and rub her face in her cunt.
Kathy revelled in the stench; her nose pressed hard against July’s clit as she lapped at the secretions caused by early morning excitement and the previous night’s indulgencies.
She pushed her tongue into her sweaty shithole and felt July straining against her.
Kathy devoured the pee that July so generously supplied her with and was still gulping it down when she heard the door open and felt the cover being pulled off them.

She turned around and looked up to see Carter standing at the end of the bed.

“Sorry to bust up the party girls, but if you want a lift back to your car with Lenny, he will be leaving in 15 minutes.”

Kathy panicked.
She slid up July’s body and gave her a short but deep kiss.

“Shit, I’m sorry baby, I need a shower.”

She jumped off the bed, pushing her way past Carter and made her way to the bathroom.

5 minutes later she was downstairs hurriedly dressing into her work clothes.
The rest of the guys came in to say goodbye before Lenny took her out to the car.

“Maybe you can wear your nurse’s outfit at the next party?”

“Your wish is my command sir.” She said in return to Benny’s question.

Although Jeff had had the entire night to do as he wished, both John and Chris had left before midnight so he went to his bed alone and had a really good nights sleep.
He had been up fairly early busying himself with housework, making sure there was no evidence of the previous nights activities for Kathy to discover when she got home.
It was just after 11am when Kathy opened the front door.

“Hello sweetie, did you have a good night?”

“Yeah it was great, but I had a few too many drinks and we were up quite late so I’m feeling a little tired.”

Kathy was also feeling a little sore between her legs and hoped that Jeff didn’t notice the awkward way she was walking.

“Why don’t you go up and have a nice bath and then put your feet up, you look pretty bushed.”

“Good idea Jeff, I think I will; how did your day go?”

“Nothing really exciting for me sweetie, well, apart from I got an offer to help a guy with some accounting.”

Kathy didn’t find accounting at all exciting so she dropped the subject and went up for a bath.

She came back down feeling more refreshed, and a lot cleaner than she had been after her rushed shower at Lenny’s house, and she sprawled herself out on the sofa to watch T.V.
Within just a few minutes she had drifted off to sleep.

Jeff watched her for a while as she slept; her nightie had ridden up and offered him an excellent view of her clean shaven snatch, and he actually got a bit of a hard-on.
It wasn’t just the sight of her pussy, it was also the thought of what it would look like if John, or Chris, could take advantage of it, and fill it with their cocks.
He sighed as he dismissed the thought as sheer fantasy and set about preparing the Sunday Roast.

Kathy looked in to the private room off to the side of the main male ward and saw that Bill Curtis was dressed and ready to leave hospital.

“Thanks for everything Kathy, you made my stay here really enjoyable.”

“Just part of my job Bill” she said with a twinkle in her eye. “I’m pleased that you are feeling better”

Bill walked towards her and gave her a peck on the cheek.

“You be careful on that bike of yours, don’t want you back in here with something more serious.”

“Does that mean that seeing you again is out of the question?”

Kathy thought for a minute.
She really would have liked to see him again right then and there, but it was hopelessly impossible.

“Mister Curtis, I am a married woman, what do you take me for?”

He offered her a piece of paper with his cell phone number on.

“Send me a text if you want me to take you for anything”

He kissed her briefly on the lips and then made his way out of the ward.
Kathy looked at his phone number, then folded the paper and put it in her breast pocket.

It was Wednesday afternoon and nothing exciting had happened to Kathy since the weekend party.
She had noticed that Jeff seemed a little different for some reason.
For one thing, they had had sex on two consecutive nights at his instigation, which was completely out of character for him, and there was that incident in the bathroom……….
Kathy was sitting on the toilet taking a piss, having left the bathroom door open, as per usual, and Jeff had come in and watched her as she peed.
He could have done this on countless occasions in the past, but he was more likely to politely close the door or walk past without so much as a glance;
But this time, he came right in and watched.
Of course, Kathy didn’t mind in the least, but it did seem rather odd.
She had parted her legs to afford him the best possible view, but it was really strange the way he stared at her until she finished.
Kathy wondered if maybe he was going through some sort of mid life change that affected his hormones.
Maybe that was the reason he was in that car park with that guy, and maybe he did like a bit of cock?
Maybe he would be a changed man and start fucking her and giving her what she so desperately needed?
Her thoughts were disturbed by the duty sister when she asked her to attend to the guy that had just thrown up in the end bed.

The lights were on when Kathy arrived home, and as she hung up her coat she could hear Jeff talking with someone in the living room.
Then she remembered.
Jeff had told her that an old friend of his was coming round to go through some figures or something concerning some sort of transport business.
She checked her red hair in the hall mirror, brushed herself down with the palms of her hands, and then made her entrance.

She found it difficult not to gasp or scream when she saw Jeff and John sitting at the dining table.
It was him…………
It was the guy at the car park………..
The guy that was with Jeff………………and……………….oh shit……….
It was the guy that had seen her outside the gents toilets.

“Kathy, this is John, you know, the guy I told you about.”

Kathy tried to compose herself, and held out her hand.

“Pleased to meet you John”

John took her hand and shook it; he was temporarily lost for words as he recollected the toilet girl.

“The pleasures all mine” he said with a wink.

Oh Fuck, Kathy thought to herself, he remembers.

She went into the kitchen, took a bottle of Merlot from the wine rack, opened it, and poured herself a large glass, and then rejoined them.

“Would you like a beer or a glass of wine John?” Jeff asked as he scowled at Kathy for not offering them drinks.

“A beer would be most acceptable thanks John”

“Sorry, I should have asked you, but it’s been a long day.”

Jeff went to fetch the beers leaving John and Kathy alone for a couple of minutes.
Kathy was absolutely gob smacked when John turned to her, ran his hand up and down her leg, and the quietly said,

“I think we have met before.”

“Ummmm…………….. really………………..I don’t remember………..ah……..you’ll have to excuse me……..I really need to shower and change.”

With that Kathy dashed out of the room and went up to the bathroom.
She couldn’t decide what to do,
Should she spill the beans completely and come clean about everything, or should she continue hoping that there was more than accountancy transpiring between Jeff and John and let it ride until something more developed?
As she slipped on her nightgown, she decided to let it ride for the time being.

“Lovely looking girl, Kathy.”

“Yes, I guess I’m lucky.”

“Seems somehow familiar to me Jeff”

“Ha…….you mean you would like to get familiar with her?”

John placed his hand on Jeff’s crotch and squeezed his cock.

“Would be a good threeso…………”

John didn’t have a chance to finish the word as Kathy came in, picked up her glass and went to refill it before sitting on the sofa.
The accountancy seemed to have come to a halt as she noticed that she was now the center of their attention.
She looked down at her crotch. Her nightgown was quite short but she was not showing anything she shouldn’t, but nevertheless she felt quite naked as they looked at her.

“I was just telling Jeff how lucky he was to have such an attractive wife.”

At that point Kathy knew that he wanted her, and started to feel that maybe she might want him too. After all, he was quite an attractive looking guy.
She took a sip from her wine.

“I am flattered that you think so John.”

She raised her legs up onto the sofa, causing her nightgown to ride further up her thighs, but still protect her modesty.

“Pardon me for leaving you, but I need the loo.”

Jeff got up to go to the bathroom leaving Kathy and John alone.
Kathy shuffled on the sofa, totally unsure of herself, and she parted her legs slightly, allowing her nightgown to open just enough to give John a glimpse of her thighs.
His eyes were fixed on the tops of her legs,

“Hmmmmm, that reminds me of the first time I saw you.”

“Does Jeff know?”

“Not at the moment, probably best if we keep it our secret.”

“You must think I am a real slut?”

“I was kind of hoping that you were, I think we could have fun together.”

“But what about Jeff?

“Don’t you go worrying your pretty little head about Jeff.”

“But………what do you mean?”

“I mean, Jeff will be perfectly okay with it.”

“What?”

“Trust me.”

John was sitting on the sofa next to Kathy when Jeff came back down. Her nightgown was now open enough to give a perfect view of her shaved cunt and both the guys couldn’t take their eyes off it.

“Do you think you should sit between us Kathy?”

“Holy shit, are you serious Jeff?

Jeff winked at John and smiled as Kathy sat up allowing him to slide in beside her, and then Jeff undone the buttons of her nightgown, letting it fall open.
John was quick to grab her breasts, tweaking her nipples between his fingers and massaging her ample orbs.

“Um…. Guys……..do you think we ought to go to bed?”

“That’s an excellent idea Kathy.” Jeff said, to Kathy’s complete astonishment.

Kathy lay on her back on the bed totally naked while the boys undressed. She was delighted when she saw the size of Johns dick and his neatly trimmed pubes and shaved bollocks.
They climbed onto the bed either side of her, each taking a nipple into their mouths as both their hands explored her crotch.
Kathy opened her legs wide, enjoying the attention of their fingers in her cunt and arse and started to fondle their rigid cocks.
She never dreamed that she would ever do anything like this with Jeff, but she was also so curious as to exactly what the relationship was between him and John.
Eventually she threw caution to the wind and took hold of Jeff’s hand and moved it onto John’s cock.
She watched as he happily began stroking it.

She whispered in his ear, “Give him a suck.”

Jeff slid down the bed and leaned across Kathy and took John’s dick in between his lips.
Kathy took Johns hand and encouraged him to hook two fingers inside her now overflowing cunt and massage her clit and g-spot.
She was so excited to watch her husband sucking cock that her orgasm was instantaneous, and one of the strongest she had ever experienced.

“Your husband is a superb cocksucker Kathy”

Kathy could understand perfectly well how sucking a fine cock like John’s deserved to be performed with as much effort as possible, and when John’s lips left hers, after giving her a really enjoyable, and extremely sloppy tongue tangling kiss, she asked,

“I’d love to go down and share it with him if it’s okay with you?”

After changing positions John was left lying on his back between them with his cock being massaged by both sets of lips; Kathy’s bald wet cunt on one side of his face, and Jeff’s pre-cum oozing dick on the other.
He turned his attention to Kathy first.
He had, on many occasions, taken Jeff’s cock in his mouth but was keen to enjoy his tongue probing the delights of his slutty wife.

Kathy raised her leg to accommodate him but could only hold the position for a short while before she began to tire.

“I’ll have to move Jeff, I’ll have to get on top of him so he can give me a good tonguing.”

Jeff dutifully got off the bed and watched as his wife enjoyed a sixty nine with his friend.
He was amazed at how horny it made him feel.
His feelings of guilt toward Kathy melted into oblivion as he watched her greedily slurping on his cock.
He did wonder how John had so easily persuaded her to take part in this threesome and how Kathy had seemed familiar to him, but he didn’t dwell on it; he was so excited and happy to watch them enjoying each other.

John reached out for Jeff’s cock and Jeff moved closer so that he could take it in his hand.
Johns face was glistening with the juice from Kathy’s cunt, but he was now focusing his attention on her arsehole.
Jeff was desperately fighting the urge to cum as John continued to wank him.

“Somebody fuck me!”

Kathy cried out in desperation.
Jeff got onto the bed with his balls dangling over John’s eyes and pushed his prick against her cunt.

“In my arse Jeff, give it to me up the bum, PLEASE fuck my arse!”

John was nibbling and sucking on her clit as he watched Jeff’s cock slide into her poop chute.
Kathy cried out with delight as her husbands smallish cock gave her at least some of the satisfaction she demanded, but she still craved more.

She was about to ask John to simultaneously shag her cunt when she felt the all too familiar stiffening of Jeff’s cock in her bum and heard him grunting.
John’s expert tongue brought Kathy to another orgasm and he was amazed and extremely delighted as her juice sprayed over him.
He instantly wondered if she might at sometime do him the honour of pissing on him.

Jeff’s balls were banging against John’s nose as he shot his muck into his wife’s shitter and his mouth was still being filled with the slush from her slit.

Jeff finally finished and pulled away from his wife’s distended bum.
John looked up and stuck out his tongue as the cum trickled and then farted out of her arse.
Kathy felt John’s tongue in her arse;
She let his cock fall from her mouth and sat up, still kneeling, but now with her arse fully over his mouth.
Jeff took John’s cock in his mouth as she pulled her bum cheeks apart and pushed hard to feed him with her arse juice.

Satisfied that she had given as much as he was going to get, she turned around and straddled him, dropping her head down to kiss him.
Her tongue searched his mouth for any remnant of Jeff’s cum.
Kathy’s bum was rubbing against Jeff’s head as he sucked at John and he was finding it difficult to give him the blowjob that he would expect, so he was relieved when Kathy shouted,

“Put his dick in me Jeff, I need his fucking cock.”

Jeff had never enjoyed himself so much.
His love for Kathy was stronger now than he had ever known it, and the pleasure he felt when he took his best friends cock in his hand, and fed it into her beautiful slimy cunt was immeasurable.
He watched as the whole length slid deep inside her and she began to bounce up and down on it.
He thrilled as Kathy told John how good he felt inside her and how she wanted him to fuck her hard and deep.
He wished that his own cock was not in its now flaccid state so that he could join with them.
He knelt beside the bed looking at the joy on their faces as they shagged, and then kissed each one of them.

“Have fun you two, I just need to go and get something.”

He left the bedroom and went downstairs.

“You are even more of a slut than I imagined you to be when I saw you outside those toilets!
What exactly were you doing there?”

“I might ask you the same question.”

“Okay, I’ll come clean if you do too.”

John’s cock was fully inside her and she was grinding her clit against his pubic bone as they talked in whispers.

“Jeff and I have been meeting up, occasionally, for sex for a good while now. I suppose you realize that?”

“I have to admit that I thought it was not the first time when I asked him to suck you. Do you do more than suck?”

“We both enjoy fucking each other too; if that’s what you mean?”

“Oh wow, that is just so fucking great.”

Jeff got his wallet from his jacket pocket and took out the half tablet of Karmagra and went to the kitchen to swallow it with a glass of water.
Although it tasted pretty foul, he chewed it first so that it would get into his system quicker.
He sat for a while in the living room and considered his situation.
He came to the conclusion that he was as happy as a pig in shit.
He had always loved his wife, but he had always loved sex with guys too, but until today he had felt guilty about it.
Even when Kathy asked him to fuck her in the arse, although he loved it so much, he had been reluctant; fearing that somehow she would think his enthusiasm would expose his secret liking for men.
It all seemed so silly now.
Kathy obviously enjoyed seeing him suck John’s cock and she would probably enjoy the other things they did together, and she was at this very moment enjoying having his cock in her.
It couldn’t have been much more than a couple of minutes since he swallowed the pill, but he was beginning to get a reaction in his prick.
Of course, it could be something to do with his realization that he was so turned on by his wife finally getting a good sized cock inside her.

He had always felt more than a little inadequate about the size of his penis, and although Kathy never complained, he felt that she was worthy of more; and now she was getting much more.
He wondered if he would get the opportunity to share her with Chris; his cock was absolutely magnificent and he wanted her to enjoy it as much as he had.
At that moment, he wanted her to have all the cock she needed, whether he were there to share them or not; He had come to the realization that it pleased and excited him for her beautiful body to be taken advantage of by anyone she chose and he was happy to help her in any way he could.

“So what were you doing there in the clothes of a whore?”

“Jesus, oh fuck……….I………uh………was meeting a guy that I first met online;
A big black guy called Lenny.”

“Holy shit!……..I suppose when you say big………you mean big cock?

“When I say big, I actually mean HUGE cock!”

“Wow, that’s incredible, did you spend all night with him?”

“Yeah, him and a few others.”

“Holy shit!………I mean fuck…..oh boy……..how many others?”

“Twenty seven, including the three girls.”

“OH MY GOD”

Jeff had been standing outside the bedroom door and had heard about Lenny and his huge cock and had become aroused.
When he calculated that she could have enjoyed as many as 24 cocks he became absolutely rigid.

He coughed loudly, and then entered the bedroom; his admiration for his whore of a wife now at its acme.
Kathy noticed the proudly erect state of his cock as he stood beside them.

“Can you do my arse again darling?”

She lifted her butt until only the head of John’s cock was inside her while Jeff got behind them.
Her bumhole was still slightly open and lubricated enough for Jeff’s cock to slide into, and when it was in up to the hilt, she lowered herself back down until they had both filled her and their balls were touching.
John remained still as Jeff started to hump her; the feeling of the cock in her arse rubbing against his through the thin flesh between them, was more than enough to satisfy his desire to move in and out of her.
Jeff had never before lasted so long in her arse; His only disappointment was on the few occasions when his overly exuberant pumping found his cock outside her hole, and his fumbling to return it as Kathy screamed for more.
He felt her hole tighten as John stiffened and didn’t really need the conformation from John as he shouted,

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!”

It was like a command to Jeff; He increased his force and was soon once again pumping his load into his wife’s grateful posterior.
They collapsed in a heap; Jeff was surprised how he had not shrunk as quickly as usual and was able to remain inside her as they all panted, trying to regain their breath.

“I wanna taste you, I wanna taste your spunk”

“I can collect it for you sweetie”

“Yes Jeff; Get on the floor and you can collect it in your mouth.”

Kathy was enjoying the newly found subservience of her husband and wanted to take full advantage of it.
She climbed off John and squatted with her cunt above Jeff’s open mouth.

“Don’t you dare swallow any.”

“I won’t sweetie, I will save it all for you my love.”

“You better not, but there’s one more thing that I want you to do for me.”

“Anything sweetie, anything you want.”

“Jeff, for Fucks Sake Stop calling me SWEETIE”

Jeff didn’t get a chance to answer her as she pushed and globules of spunk exploded from her holes.
He had his work cut out trying to collect them as he was sucking at her cunt when his own sperm farted out of her arse and landed uncomfortably on his eyelid.
Kathy cleaned John’s semi hard dick with her tongue as she worked two fingers in her twat scooping out what Jeff had missed, and then, satisfied that she was pretty empty, pushed Jeff off her and lay back on the bed.
Jeff’s mouth was full as he hovered above her lips.
He gobbed into her open mouth as John hooked two fingers in her cunt to exercise her g-spot and hopefully make her squirt.
Jeff closed his mouth and watched as his darling wife devoured the spunk, and then, when she opened her lips to show she had swallowed it all, kissed her to allow her to search out the remaining drops with her tongue.
To his delight, John succeeded to make Kathy squirt, and was able to get down on her to take a huge mouthful of her glorious juice.

It was a night to remember, but also a night that drew all too rapidly to a close, as it was past midnight and John had to get home.
Kathy and Jeff remained naked as John dressed and were happy to spend some time kissing goodbye to him before they returned to the bedroom.

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In my recent story Seduced By Kelly, I recounted how at the end of our tryst Kelly told me, “You and your man should meet two friends of mine, Erika and Dane, they are very good and around fifteen years younger than you. Would you like me to arrange it next time I am in town Sarah? My only request is I want to watch,” Kelly tells me as she shows me some pics of them on her phone. “I have had both of them at the same time. They really are impressive performers.”

A few weeks later at two on a Saturday afternoon my man and I are full of sexual anticipation when we arrive at their expensive and beautifully furnished condo.

Very relaxing and seductive night jazz music is playing as Kelly ushers us into a room with full length mirrors on all the walls and ceiling and introduces us to Erika and Dane. Kelly is wearing a black leather outfit with killer heels. Skin tight slacks, the zipper on the matching jacket is almost completely undone and her cleavage looks fantastic. The when she turns for the first time I notice at the same moment as Roger her slacks have a clip-on panel which she has removed. And her naked ass does look very appealing to four other people. I have a similar pair which I must wear again soon.

Minutes later Erika and Dane are both stark naked and oiling each others impressive and very sexy bodies. He already has a huge erection, he must be bigger than my man’s eight inches though perhaps not as thick I muse, immediately turned on as I ogle his erection.

She has a drop dead gorgeous hour glass figure and barely any pubic hair, a look that mirrors mine – I like it, and very good tits with erect nipples on her slim body, 34C I muse as my man and I ogle them.

“Kelly has told us lots of good things about you two, we are to pleasure and be pleasured. Oral sex only is your preference she told us, that’s fine. And she wants to watch, that’s even better, we love an audience. Kelly told us you like sex with an audience Sarah. Is that true?,” Erika asks.

“Yes it is, I do like being watched and being an exhibitionist while having sex and turning others on while they watch.”

“What would you like first Sarah?”

“I want to watch your man undress me.”

Very exciting for me as a fifteen years younger naked man with a huge erection removes my white silk blouse with two other females and my man watching as he licks my erect nipples.

“Love your tight leather slacks Sarah,” Dane tells me as he undoes the zip with my encouragement and slides them down to my ankles as Erika helps me step out of them and I put my heels back on.

“Oh wow, you have a fabulous ass Sarah, it looks magnificent in that tiny black g-string,” Dane tells me as he licks and kisses both cheeks of it and slides my g-string down to my ankles as I pose with my hands on my hips and revel in the attention my naked body is receiving from four people.

“Do you like three other people watching me kiss your glorious ass Sarah?”

“Yes I love it, don’t stop,” I whisper as I put a hand on his erection, very pleased at the attention I am receiving from a much younger man.

“What would you like now Sarah?”

“I want your lady to lick my nipples while you kiss and lick my ass.”

“That is a huge turn on for me Sarah, licking your nipples while my man is kissing and licking your ass, what do you do to keep it looking like that?” Erika tells me as we tongue kiss. Then the sensation of her nipples on mine as we kiss with her man kissing and licking my ass with Kelly and my man watching is very exciting for me. Wonderful foreplay.

“I want to watch you undress my man Erika while your man uses some of your oil on my ass.”

“Wow he is thick and almost as big as my man,” Erika enthuses as she removes his shirt, trousers and his tiny male g-string.

“And now Sarah?”

“I want to be licked and teased, really teased.”

“Dane or me?”

“Can I have both of you at the same time? Your oily naked bodies have really turned me on and I can’t keep my eyes off of that huge cock. I want Erika to lick me while I suck Dane’s cock.“

“What about your man?”

“I will look after him, while both of us watch you pleasure Sarah, and you can have him later,” Kelly chimes in.

“You really are a very exciting woman Sarah,” Erika whispers as I position myself on a very comfortable chair with arms in front of one of their wall length mirrors. The chair is lower than normal but I quickly realize just the right height for someone sitting in it to suck on an erection.

She is standing being behind me teasing my very erect nipples with a fingertip with Dane, Kelly and my man watching intently. “I want to watch you pleasure my man’s erection before I lick your cunt lips Sarah,” Erika whispers obviously very turned on as I reach out for Dane’s throbbing erection and lick and kiss it as I fondle his balls. Size really matters I muse while I am relishing Erika, Kelly and my man watching as I help Dane slide his huge cock between my pursed lips.

“Wow, awesome, kiss me while Sarah is sucking your cock Dane,” Erika tells him. “Now watch me lick her cunt lips while she is blowing you,” Erika tells him as she kneels between my legs and licks her way up my thighs to my cunt lips.

The sensation of her tongue licking my cunt lips as I pleasure her man’s huge cock with my fingers, tongue and lips is sexual bliss for me as she teases my nipples with her fingertips at the same time. Even better Kelly and my man are watching and enjoying. I can see Kelly teasing the underside of my man’s erection with two fingers.

There is another chair similar to one I am sitting in close by at a forty-five degree angle which Kelly sits in as Roger stands close by. “These chairs are perfect for blow jobs while the man stands. Most men have a better orgasm standing. I am going to lick and kiss your erection just as your lady Sarah did to Dane, then I am going to give you a blow job to remember while you watch Sarah being pleasured by a man and a woman. I have had them pleasure me just as they are doing to Sarah.”

“A few weeks ago I gave you a blow job while Sarah watched after I had her. She told me she was very turned on watching her man having his cock blown by me. She told me I was very adept and she learnt some new techniques. I watched her tease her cunt lips with a fingertip while I was blowing you. She had another huge orgasm in sync with us and squirted again.

“Anything special you would like today Roger?”

“I would really like to fuck you, but Sarah’s rules, oral sex only.”

“You can fuck my pursed lips like it was my cunt lips while you watch Sarah’s double pleasure, put your hands on my shoulders and do it for me.”

“Tell me what Sarah is doing Roger, I can’t see while I am sucking your raging erection,” I can hear Kelly say as I glance at Roger sliding his erection between her tightly pursed lips.

“This is a real turn on, watching side on while my lady is blowing a huge cock while his lady is licking her cunt lips. Even better while another lady is blowing me.

“She is licking and sucking just the tip of his erection with one hand cupping his balls. She has three or four inches of him between her lips now, awesome. And Erika is licking her engorged clit. Sarah has an oversize clit and she loves it being pleasured my men and women.”

“Do you like watching another hung man being pleasured by two women Roger? One of them is your lady. Do you like fucking my pursed lips while you watch?,” I can hear Kelly ask.

I am determined to pleasure two men even more as Erika has me on the brink of my first orgasm. I am very aroused and will be disappointed with myself if I don’t manage six today.

My first orgasm comes quickly watching my man having his cock sucked while another much younger woman is licking my cunt, she is very good, while I am blowing her man. Then my second one, and a third one as Erika does wonderful things to my cunt lips with her tongue. At her age I had never had another woman, silly me I muse as I cum again and slide my pursed lips along Dane’s shaft. A man with a longer cock than my man is an eye candy bonus for me and perhaps for Kelly as well.

“You didn’t answer me Roger. Do you like watching another hung man being pleasured by two women Roger? One of them is your lady. Do you like fucking my pursed lips while you watch?,” Kelly asks again.

“Yes and yes, purse your lips tighter for me around my erection, that is so good while I watch Sarah sucking a longer cock than mine.”

Sexual heaven for me, seven orgasms so far, as Dane commences masturbating for me, I love watching a hung man masturbate, as Erika has me on the brink of my eighth orgasm.

Dane’s masturbation technique is very subtle compared to my man. His erection is twitching and he is obviously very close as he runs a fingertip underneath his full length a few times. Then his lady does exactly the same and he blows a huge load.

I can hear my man describing all this in minute details to Kelly as I watch her pleasuring his erection with her pursed lips. “Watch me baby, watch me, you are a huge turn on,” he groans as he hits the back of Kelly’s throat.

“Would you like to watch my man blow your man while we watch Sarah? You know he wants to, your man would be the biggest he has had, as far as I know anyway. He is almost as big as my man but thicker,” Erika asks as the five of us unwind seated in their huge combined sauna and shower. Dane is seated on my right with Kelly on my left while Roger is seated opposite next to Erika.

“Yes I would, very much,” I reply as I ogle the men’s flaccid though still impressive cocks. Ever since we showered and sat down there has been a frisson between the two men as they eye off each others cocks, made even more tense with three naked women watching them.

“Three naked women want to watch Dane give you a blow job baby. Erika told us you would be the biggest cock he has ever had. Would you like that?,” I tease as I run my finger tips along Dane’s flaccid cock and hold my man’s gaze.

Erika follows suit and runs her finger tips along my man’s flaccid cock while she holds her man’s gaze. “Three naked women want to watch you give Roger a blow job honey. Sarah told me he wants you to blow him while three naked women watch.”

I am pleased to see both men reacting immediately as they achieve partial erections. Like two trainers preparing their athletes for a contest Erika and I tell our men to stand so we can prepare them. Both of us rub oil over their torsos with lots of attention to their nipples and ass cheeks as the stand with their legs apart.

The sexual tension between the two men is electric as they watch each other achieve full erections with the help of each other’s naked partners. “Would you like to use one of these?”, Dane asks my man as he opens a large box containing a wide range of cock rings.

I am pleased to see him pick a black rubber one and very turned on as I watch Erika slide it down his shaft and fasten the clip under his balls. Dane offers several simple chrome rings and gives them to me. “I want one that is a tight fit Sarah, do it for me.”

“Happy to oblige, my pleasure,” I stammer as he approves the third one and I slowly slide along his throbbing erection as the two men stand with their hands on their hips flaunting their erections.

Erika and I are wearing nothing apart from our heels as we hold our men’s hand and lead them back to the chair in front of the mirror, the same chair I was pleasured in by a male and female less than an hour ago. “Make it good for all of us honey, really good, his cock is almost as big as yours,” Erika tells Dane as she seats him, teasing his erection with a fingertip while I stand behind Roger and tease his nipples as Erika teases his raging erection with her fingertips.

“Love your cock ring, make him work for it baby, your cock is thicker than his,” I whisper to my man as I stand behind him and tease his nipples, then his full-on erection, excited by what I am about to watch.

“You have a thicker cock than my man Roger. My man is very good at blow jobs, do you want it while we watch?,” Erika teases. “You can watch me suck his cock at the same time.”

Incredible sexual tension as three naked women watch my man stand with his hands behind his head with his erection twitching before Dane licks my man’s throbbing erection and then takes it between his pursed lips as three women exclaim, “Wow, awesome,” simultaneously.

“How badly do you want it baby?,” I tease without any response.

Always exciting for me watching another man blow my man, this time is made more exciting for me as I watch the man blowing him having his erection sucked by his lady, and he really is longer than my man, an extra turn on for me.

“Look what Erika is doing to her man while he is blowing you. Looks good in all the mirrors baby,” I tell Roger.

“Kiss me baby, use your tongue and tease my nipples. You know what I like when another man is blowing me,” Roger tells me as I oblige with two other women watching.

“Is he good baby? As good as me? Do you like three women watching? Your cock is rock hard and very wet, the veins are bulging,” I tease as we tongue kiss.

“You are breathing very heavily baby, how badly do you want it?

“Tell me, I need to know,” I tease with a smirk as I watch my man bending at the knees thrusting his erection forward with his hands on his head as Dane is sucking just the tip of it. Erika is doing exactly the same to Dane’s erection as she kneels in front of him with her hands on her ankles, the only physical contact is her lips wrapped around his long cock.

“Ask me again in five minutes,” he mutters as he soaks up the sexual pleasure and I continue tongue kissing him.

“Would you like me to lick your nipples for some extra pleasure Roger?,” Kelly asks without waiting for an answer.

“The second time today you have had your cock sucked baby, a new woman and a new man, you are a stud, you are turning on three women, me especially and a hung man fifteen years younger than you.

“You are breathing very heavily baby, how badly do you want it? Tell me, I need to know,” I tease knowing from experience he won’t hold out much longer. “A hung man and two women are working to give you a huge orgasm baby, make it good for us.

“How badly do you want it? Tell me baby, I need to know,” I tease again as Kelly is sucking and nibbling his erect nipples, something I often do to him to get him over the line.

I am watching closely and enjoying my man’s sexual pleasure, his body is trembling and shaking, as Dane alternates licking and sucking just the tip of his erection, then blowing on it, then sucking at least half of it. Roger is making all sorts of groaning noises as Dane takes his erection in two hands, applies a coating of oil and slides his tightly closed hands along the full length of his erection.

“I want it, I want it now Sarah, now, scratch my balls,” he is moaning as I comply and count the number of strokes Dane applies with his hands. I can see Erika doing exactly the same to Dane’s erection as Kelly is nibbling his nipples very hard.

I can hear Erika counting the strokes, “One, two, three, four, five.”

“So good, so fucking good,” Roger groans as his body shakes and trembles uncontrollably and spurts a huge load.

“Now you honey,” Erika tells Dane as we watch in awe. She has just tip of his erection between her lips and slides a finger tip along his full length. I count to five under my breath before we watch her swallow Dane’s load.

Roger and I abstained from sex on the day after all this. And the next. We were both temporarily satiated. On the third day my man was like a raging bull. “You have the most glorious ass, especially in those little black g-strings you wear, it turns on both sexes, I want it now, right now baby,” he growled as he lifted my skirt and kissed and licked my ass cheeks before he bent me over a table and fucked me, hard, really hard without saying a word, though I am sure we were both fantasizing about our recent tryst and fantasizing about our next one. An extra woman, an extra man or perhaps another alternative.

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