17 comments/ 26102 views/ 0 favorites Angela's Adventure By: BadBombshellBabe Josh had known Angela for over a year before he invited her to watch him play with his pretty slut at the hotel. Their relationship began quite innocently. They were colleagues. Although Josh was a lot younger, Angela, an attractive 38 year old, was drawn to his confident demeanor and classic all-American blue-eyed, dark blonde hair, good looks immediately. Angela was married, so she never really considered pursuing anything more than a risqué or provocative flirt every once and awhile. Often, their conversations drifted towards sexual topics and their discussions became quite explicit. She confided in Josh about submissive interests she had since adolescence and that she craved to be used. Josh knew that she found her sex life disappointing and that she wanted an adventure. He had told her many stories and details about his sexual relationships. Angela learned that Josh was sexually dominant...and that his tastes and appetite paralleled her own in countless ways. Yes, indeed...they shared many interests. And Josh DID want her...to play with and more. But Angela was to remain true to her husband. She was so intrigued by Josh, and very aware that he was capable of giving her everything she desired. He tempted her...physically and mentally. Yes, she wanted him too. Bad. One day, Josh had approached her with an idea. "I've been thinking, Angela. I have a close friend, her name is Susan. I think that we could have a little fun together." Angela was immediately curious, and rather aroused. "Really...hmmm...and what exactly do you have in mind?" she asked as she studied him. "Well, Susan and I get together from time to time, usually whenever she comes to town to visit her folks. She's submissive and pretty and I think you'd find her fascinating. I want you to meet her and maybe more." Angela and Josh were able to communicate directly and to the point without mincing words...but she was most definitely modest and conservative. She blushed furiously at Josh's suggestion, as he predicted she would be. Yet she was terribly curious. "How you participate and what you do is your choice, but at least watch...and learn..and maybe even pretend it's you I'm playing with" he continued softly. Speechless, Angela agreed to think about Josh's proposal. She became more excited and enticed with each passing day. Finally she approached Josh. "Okay. Yes...I want to come along. But there aren't any expectations, right?" "No Angela, no expectations. Just watch and have fun" he whispered. "You could make believe it's us…and touch yourself ...or whatever...just go with what you feel. We'll take it from there." She watched his expressions carefully. She trusted him and believed him. God he turned her on...he was barely 25 in years...but his confidence, intellect, maturity, and low key demeanor made him so fucking irresistible. "Do you really think that your friend will go for the idea?" she inquired. "She'll do whatever I tell her to do," he whispered confidently. "Okay," he grinned. "I'll call Susan tonight to find out exactly when she'll be here. And I'll let her know that you'll be coming along." The next day Josh quietly walked up behind Angela and whispered in her ear "Next Friday afternoon, 4 PM. We'll meet and you can ride with me. Susan will meet us there. Sound good?" he asked. Angela's heart seemed to skip a few beats..."Okay" she managed. A week later... Josh and Angela pulled into a parking spot in front of the hotel room. "We're a little early, Susan should be here in about 20 minutes or so, but let's go in" Josh said. Angela looked at Josh..."Do you promise...NO expectations?? "Promise" said Josh as he lightly kissed her cheek. Josh unlocked the door to their room and turned on a small lamp. Then he pulled the heavy drapes shut. The room wasn't fancy, just incredibly cozy. Angela took off her jacket and sat down on a large comfortable chair beside the queen sized bed. "Wait a sec, get up" Josh said. He pulled the chair towards the bed until it stood a couple of feet from the foot of the bed. Angela blushed. "Well you came here to watch, right??" Josh asked. He smiled..."relax. This'll be fun. You'll see". There were two taps on the door before it opened and a brunette peeked in. "Hey baby!!" Josh said enthusiastically. "You look great, Sue!!" He hugged her and kissed her briefly on the lips and then turned to Angela. "This is my friend Anglela". They lightly shook hands; Angela studied the vivacious young lady apprehensively. "N-Nice to meet you" Angela stuttered. "You too, Angela..." Susan chimed. She didn't seem to have a single care in the world. The slim, yet busty, very attractive lady of about 23 years had a delightful, carefree manner. She dropped her bag on the bed and shed her coat. She turned to Josh and said "It's really great to see you! I missed you sooo much" as she kissed him again. Josh smiled broadly as he looked at Susan. "Me too" he said. After a few minutes of small talk, Josh looked at Sue carefully. "Baby, we're gonna show Angela what a delightfully nasty little slut you are...aren't we." It was a statement not a question. "Of course, Josh" she replied. "Your wish is my command" she giggled. "Have a seat and make yourself comfortable, Angela" he said. He turned to face Susan, "Strip, babe" he stated softly with a slight smile. Angela was floored by how matter of fact Josh was. Without hesitation, and in one fluid motion, Susan pulled her dress over her head. There she stood, pantiless and quite beautiful. Her lightly tanned, smooth skin was exquisite, Angela thought. Her long, straight, shiny hair swayed across her back, shorter strands framed her face. Her dark eyes were wide in anticipation as she looked at Josh. "Excellent" said Josh. He tenderly brushed her hair from her face and lightly stroked her face and neck. His fingertips traced her clavicle and shoulder, and then circled her large, full breasts. Silently, he continued to touch her...first softly...then slowly increasing pressure...and making his way to her perky pink nipples. Angela's thoughts bolted from "what the fuck am I doing here" to "this is intense" in a matter of a second. Angela felt as though she was watching an award-winning drama. It was silent, except for Susan's breathing...and as Josh pinched her nipples, she inhaled sharply. Josh twisted and pulled on her nipples until they were hard and long. For nearly a minute Susan intently stared into his eyes. While continuing to pinch her nipples with one hand, he used the other to brush the inside of her thighs. "Feet apart" he whispered. Immediately, she obeyed. He traced her moist labia with his fingertips, slowly pushing them further into to her. Susan seemed to be thrusting herself towards his hand. "You know better than that. Patience, Sue" Josh said, ever so quietly. He continued to part her inner lips with two fingers, while teasing her with a third. She stood motionless. Josh glanced at Angela, who looked stunned and was barely breathing. He provided a reassuring half smile, which Angela found strangely comforting. "Spread yourself open for me, Sue". She did at once, and he slid his middle finger half way into her very wet pussy. "Our little slut is already dripping wet, Angela. I think Susan likes having an audience, don't you, Susan?" "Yesss, Josh. I dooo" she sighed. "Spread your lips more, show me everything…show me your clit" he whispered. As she complied, Josh teased her little protruding button with a wet fingertip, being careful not to go too far..."Not yet…don't you dare" he quietly ordered. Angela leaned forward a little, fascinated by what was occurring right there, before her eyes. She too was beginning to feel the excruciating throb from Josh's fingertips, and she hadn't even been touched. His quiet, measured, commanding attitude made her burn with lust. "Show Angela how wet you are. Hold yourself open so she can see..." Angela looked terribly reluctant, almost frightened. "It's okay, sweetie" Josh said. "Susan likes it, and that's why you're here...c'mon...let go a little." Susan did as she was told, standing before her with her pussy spread and glistening wet. Angela could only stare. Josh stepped closer to Angie and Susan and lightly rubbed Susan's swollen clitoris. Looking at Angela, he pushed his finger deep into her cunt, and Susan moaned. "Give me your hand" he said to Angela, as he lowered himself to his knees. Reluctantly, she met his hand with hers, and he guided her fingers to Susan. He stroked her open pussy with Angela's fingers, until finally Angela moved them on her own. "Easy...we don't want her to come just yet" he gently warned. Angie marveled the sensation of Susan's wet, tight cunt wrapped around her finger as she stirred her deeply. "Mmmm" Susan moaned again. "Now, why don't we show Angela your oral talents" said Josh as he stood up again. He proceeded to unzip and remove his jeans...slowly and leisurely. Again, Angela could barely breathe. She never would have guessed that he possessed such an enormous and incredibly hard package. Even from 3 feet away she could clearly see how excited he was. "On your knees, babe. You know exactly what to do", he said to Susan as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Unhurried, she crawled to him. Kneeling, she looked directly at him as she snaked her tongue up his inner thigh and then under and around his balls. Josh glanced over at Angela in time to see her lick her lips. He smiled at her tenderly and watched her...as she watched him get an amazing blow job. 'Susan obviously has phenomenal oral talents' Angela thought....as she swirled and twirled her tongue around and around his shaft. Lubing her lips with saliva, she fucked him with her mouth, caressing his cock with her tongue on the down stroke, sucking on the upstroke. She took all of him into her mouth and into her throat...she moaned, creating a vibration in her mouth that sent him over the edge... He held her head, slamming his cock further into her throat...bucking his hips, he shot his hot sticky load down her throat. She never missed a beat or a stroke, her lips continued to suck until he was motionless. "Mmmm, baby. That was really good" Josh sighed. Angela squirmed in her chair. "Now...let's see what kind of fun we can have with you. Up on the bed, on your back". Of course, Susan was in the ordered position in a flash. "You know, Angela, you can play too. No pressure, no expectations...but maybe you'd like a little relief too??...even if it's by your own hand. Go ahead honey, it's okay" he reassured her. Angela just couldn't, she just wasn't ready for that. Not yet. Angela squirmed again as Josh focused on Susan. "Lift your butt" he said and slid a pillow under Susan's hips. "Legs apart, really wide. Knees to your shoulders. That's a good girl. Where's your bag? Did you bring everything you were supposed to?" he asked. "Yes. I think it fell on the floor. Angie would you..." Susan asked. Angela handed Josh the heavy bag, trying to imagine what it contained. He opened it and removed its contents one piece at a time. There were a couple of huge dildos, and a couple of vibrators, and a few things that Angela couldn't even identify. Josh placed the toys next to him and once again focused on Susan's splayed open crotch. He pushed on her inner thighs, opening her up even more. "You like to have your pussy looked and played with, don't you Susan? Tell us." Josh was sliding his finger around and through the folds of her engorged pussy. Occasionally he stopped at her clit, causing her to involuntarily jerk her hips towards him. He slid a finger into her, then two, his fingers sloshing in her wetness. "Ooooh, yes, Josh...Please...please...I want to cum..." Sue sighed. "Come over here, Angela. You could help... Look at her pink, wet, swollen pussy and tell me you don't want to play with it. Hmm?" as he pulled the hood off her clit making her even more desperate to come. "Touch her, Angela. Rub her clit for me while I lube this up" as he picked up a dildo. "Stretch your pussy open, Susan." She pulled the skin around her clit taut, causing it to jut out at Angela. She wet her finger with Susan's juice and slid it over and around her clit. Then Angela saw the black monster dildo in his hands. He squirted a glob of KY on it and slid his fingers around to coat it. Josh adjusted the pillow under Susan, lifting her ass a little higher. Angela quickly looked at him...surely he didn't plan to put that huge thing in her ass... He knew exactly what Angela was thinking. "You don't think I'd do anything that Susan doesn't like, do you? Susan loves to be assfucked, with anything, the bigger the better. Don't you, babe? Tell Angela how much you like things shoved into your ass". "Oh yes, Angela...I do. I want Josh to fuck my ass...please Josh" she panted as Angela continued to tease her clit, "please fuck my ass with that big toy...please put it in my ass" she begged. Josh coated his fingers with KY and began poke her tight little butt hole, not entering it, just teasing. Susan moaned, and tried to impale herself on his fingers. "I don't like when you get so impatient, my little slut". He swiftly and loudly slapped her ass hard enough to leave a distinct hand print on her ass cheek. Susan squealed loudly. "I'm sorry, Josh...I know...but please...I need to cummmmm" she mumbled. Josh continued to tease her butt with his fingertips as he slipped a smaller pink dildo into her pussy. "Here, Angela. Fuck her with this, nice and slow. Keep rubbing her clit...that's it...very nice". Angela slowly pushed the 7 inch dildo in and out of Susan's gushing box. Josh stuck one finger, and then another into her butt, sliding them in and out with no resistance. A moment later he began to work her with the slippery dildo. He pressed the tip into her ass, twisting and rotating it...it went in a fraction of an inch at a time. Susan's moans became a little louder. "Keep it down, Susan, or I'll have to gag you". "No no no...I'll be quiet, I promise" she whispered in quiet desperation He watched her sphincter stretch to accommodate the black monster as he inserted it agonizingly slow. He lightly massaged the rim of her stuffed asshole as he eased it in a little more. "I want to let her cum when this thing is totally buried in her ass, okay?" he said to Angela who didn't quite believe her eyes or ears at the moment. "Umm, yeah...okay" she managed. The dildo was almost totally implanted when Josh casually instructed Angela "just keep rubbing her. Don't stop, and try to keep your grip." No sooner did he finish his sentence when Susan's abdomen began to undulate. Her pelvis started to rock, and her legs quaked and trembled. She threw her head back and writhed on the bed as her orgasm ripped through every cell in her body. She mumbled and moaned something that no one understood...until at last she was totally spent. Josh slowly and gently removed the toys and stroked her hair and face, saying nothing. He looked at Angela as if to say "would you like a turn?"...and she shook her head in response to his silent question. Angela's attention was drawn to Josh's huge bulging erection. Josh acknowledged her discovery with a slight grin as he returned his focus to Susan. "You are awesome baby" he whispered into her ear. He softly began to stroke her pussy with his cock. "I know you're hot Angie" he stated softly. "Fix it, rub it...make yourself cum. Just relax and let go. Just do it." "Fuck me Josh" Susan pleaded. "Fuck me hard". Josh eased his hardness into her soaked pussy as they moaned softly to one another. Angela was nearly forgotten, and miraculously felt comfortable enough to loosen her jeans in order to allow her access to her own throbbing pussy. The friction of her jeans had almost been enough to cause an orgasm. Now the stimulation of her own fingers immediately created the sensation of heat...that incredible tingle that always signals imminent orgasm. Her eyes met Josh's for just a split second...just as the fireworks exploded in her mind and between her legs...just before she could only see the magnificent colors of release. After a long while, the trio began to regain conscious thought. What an afternoon it had been. Angela dreaded returning home. The afternoon had been liberating and adventurous. She wasn't sure how well she'd be able to pretend that nothing unusual had occurred. 'What would happen when she and Josh returned to work Monday morning?' she wondered. "Everything will be fine" Josh said, as if he were reading her mind. He smiled warmly and she believed him. "See you Monday" she said as she quietly slipped out of the hotel room. Angela's Adventures This story was written with the co-operation and input of Playboy & Adult model Angela Sommers. The author wishes to thank her for all her efforts on his behalf. ~~BrettJ * Angela could hear the driving beat of the music before she even entered the club. It was sexy and upbeat, just the kind of thing to lift her spirits. Her friend Salome had told her that the new club, "Mixx" would be just her type of club. Different types of music, reasonably-priced, everyone dressed up and most of the clientele were sexy. As Salome herself was lithe, sensual and dark, Angela trusted her evaluation of the word "sexy". Salome lived up to her name and had provided Angela with several hours of "entertainment" just 2 nights prior. It was nice to have a night to herself. She wasn't doing any shoots for Playboy or for the Randalls or for her own site this week -- so she could just be decadent, have a few drinks, shake a tail-feather and see just what she might get up to tonight. Angela was between regular lovers at the moment and Salome's attentions had only served to increase her libido. Angela removed a blonde curl from her eyes and surveyed the floor, anxious to see how much trouble she could get into and with what gender -- male or female? One of the things that Angela enjoyed most about her bi-sexuality is it gave her a nice range of options to choose from. Women of all shapes and sizes, with curves and soft skin and the subtle perfumes, the way they gasped and panted in bed and the sweet taste of pussy under a licking tongue. Men, all solid and hard, giving her a solid fucking, making sure that they had a firm grip on Angela and taking her from behind. Angela loved everything sexual and why shouldn't she? If there was anything better than hot sex, she had yet to discover it. Angela went to the bar and ordered a Dirty Martini. Immediately, the bartender told her that someone had offered to buy it for her. Looking around and expecting to see an admiring male, she turned to see that her admirer was a rather good-looking female. The girl had dark, wavy hair and was petite but all of her was va-va-voom curvy. She wore clothes well and it looked like she enjoyed wearing nice clothes. Not a hair was out of place, her shoes matched the outfit and her eyes seemed to dance with merriment. Angela raised her drink to the woman who came over to join her at the bar. Even the woman's movements seemed to invite sexual curiosity and Angela certainly had more than her share of that. The woman sidled up to Angela beside the bar and Angela could see that she was drinking a Cosmo. She made a little play out of that as well, letting her mouth tease the rim of the glass and revealing soft, red lips. The woman had piqued Angela's curiosity and now it was time to see if she could hold it. Angela turned around on her barstool and flashed the woman the kind of smile she usually reserved for photographers. The woman held out her hand and Angela saw she was wearing some serious bling. "Hi, my name's Susan," She smiled, her voice low and melodious. "I'm Angela ..." "Oh, I know who you are," Susan smiled as she showed off teeth that were as white as an arctic snow drift. "I've been thinking of calling your agent and having you here for a promotional deal." Angela had a confused look on her face until Susan told her that she was part owner of "Mixx". Angela complimented her on the high quality and décor, plus the quality of her staff and DJ. "The DJ is my brother, he's one of the 3 investors," Susan explained as she placed her hand on top of Angela's. "He turned down a more lucrative offer from another club to work here, he does private shows on the nights he's not working here and he has his following. The 3rd investor is the guy who made your drink, that's my brother's best friend, Tony." Angela turned around and this time, she noticed Tony. He was strong and attractive looking, solidly-built, looking more like a construction worker than a bartender. Angela could see there was something intriguing about Tony, but she decided to deal with one thing at a time. "So Angela, I'm wondering if you're interested in women - sexually?" Susan smiled as she placed her hand on top of Angela's. "Very," Angela replied. "I'm interested in sexy women and sexy men, why limit myself? But fair warning, it's not as easy as just buying me a drink." "I didn't think that it would be," Susan responded with a warm smile. "Why don't you let me buy you another drink and then I'll take you out for a late meal?" "I think I'd enjoy that," Angela told Susan. Susan excused herself and as she left, Tony came over to Angela. "Damn, she always does that," He said to Angela. "Does what?" Angela asked, curious. Tony laughed. "She goes after the same women I'm interested in. We must have similar tastes; I was going to ask you to dinner tomorrow." "So ask me," Angela chuckled. "There's no ring on my finger, Susan doesn't have exclusivity." Tony laughed. "Wow, you're a pretty ballsy chick, making two dates in one night." Angela stared at him, he seemed to be a little rough around the edges, but he also seemed to be a man's man and she would have bet he'd treat her with respect. She wrote down an address and smiled back "Pick me up at 8 tomorrow and I'd love to go to a nice Italian restaurant, if you know one." Tony nodded and she smiled again just as Susan returned. She had changed outfits and was now wearing a skirt that Angela would have described as a strip of leather -- tight leather. She was wearing patterned stockings and stiletto heels and was obviously trying to attract Angela's attention. It was working. "I wanted you to think I was a sexy woman and tell you that my intentions towards you are strictly dishonorable," Susan grinned as she linked her arm through Angela's. "I want to get you into my bed as soon as I can accomplish it." Angela frowned a bit. "I might be an adult model but I don't ..." Susan saw her concern and addressed it. "Oh baby, I didn't mean it that way. I meant that I wanted you to know I'm interested in you sexually but of course I want to know you as a friend. With benefits," She teased. "I can't help it if you're fucking hot," She teased the blonde. "I am pretty amazing," Angela laughed. "In that outfit, you sure are, sugar," Susan purred as they reached a very dazzling Jaguar. She opened the door for Angela who slid in, showing a nice deal of thigh in the slit skirt she had opted to wear that evening. Susan's eyes didn't leave Angela's body until she herself was behind the wheel and driving them to dinner. The sensual brunette took her to a lovely French restaurant and was an outrageous flirt throughout the entire meal. She didn't seem to care if people noticed her dinner companion was another woman or if she was being a bit naughty. Susan filled Angela in on her past. She was nearly 30, her family had money but she preferred to earn most of her own. She was divorced and had no children. She was bi-sexual but preferred women, as her experiences with men had not been good. Susan was a woman very comfortable in her own skin and Angela found that quite alluring. "May I see you again?" Susan asked her as she drove Angela to her home. Angela nodded yes; she liked Susan and was very attracted to her physically. Nothing was going to happen -- yet -- but she wasn't ruling it out for the future. Showing that she had manners, Susan insisted on escorting Angela right to her door. "I know some girls don't kiss on the first date, but could I ask for one anyway?" Susan asked sweetly. "I think I can make an exception," Angela smiled. She let Susan's lips brush her own and although the kiss was sweet, it was also electric and sensual. Oh yes, she was very interested in seeing Susan again. Images of the curvy brunette danced in her head as she drifted off to sleep that night. She was looking forward to her date with Tony when she got up the next morning. Checking her messages, she discovered that she had no modeling assignments that week, so she was free to indulge herself a bit. She had a leisurely breakfast, soaked in nice hot tub and spent the afternoon lounging before she changed for her date. Angela rummaged through her wardrobe. She sensed that Tony liked a girl who was "out there" so she put on a low cut top and a push-up bra for extra oomph! She tried to decide between miniskirt or snug leather pants and opted for the pants that were so snug she could hardly breathe in them. She went for heels that were almost like a stripper heel, fairly confident that her slightly-decadent look would attract Tony's attention. Every little curve of her body was on display, there was nothing at all subtle about her attire. Tony's eyes almost bugged out when he saw her, but she was suitably impressed by him as well. Dressed in a nice blue sports jacket and grey slacks, he'd had his hair cut and was also carrying half a dozen red roses which he presented to her. His shoes were neatly polished and he smelled great. What Angela took notice of most was the way Tony filled out his suit -- in the club's lighting, she had been unable to see it, but this man had muscles on top of his muscles. Unlike Susan, he wasn't driving a Jaguar. He was driving a classic 1968 Mustang that he told Angela he had restored himself. He was very chatty and comfortable in his own skin, a bit on the macho side, but hey -- he was a man, Angela thought to herself. He had the foresight to compliment her on how she looked, even if it had been a comment like "Wow, you are the hottest thing on two legs!" She had giggled at that and said thank you. He had been paying attention when she told him Italian, but she hadn't expected anything as nice as La Venezia. Everyone fussed over "Mr. Tony" and the aromas coming from the kitchen smelled heavenly. Tony informed her that every dish was made from scratch, including the pasta and bread. Angela remembered not to fill up on bread which was difficult; it was so thick, warm and tasty with rivulets of hot garlic butter drizzling over it. The salad was fresh and crisp with a wonderful homemade dressing and when the pasta came, the flavor itself almost triggered an orgasm. Zesty, thick, rich, aromatic and piping hot, it was some of the best Bolognese she had ever eaten. She raved over the food and the staff told Tony to bring back "Miss Angela" soon. "Friends of the family," Tony explained as they got back in the Mustang. "What would you like to do next? Dancing, drinks or maybe a comedy club? I know one nearby where Jeff Dunham is playing!" Angela was thrilled at the idea of seeing the talented ventriloquist so that's what they opted for. She hadn't laughed that hard in years, tears were rolling down her face when Dunham and his cast of characters -- Peanut, Walter, Achmed and friends -- were done. Tony's evening had equaled Susan's, maybe even slightly surpassed it. He got a warm kiss as well and now Angela was torn -- who should she date? Both of them were sexy, intelligent people and both of them made her libido race. Angela's next date was with Susan and this time, the two of them rented a movie and just stayed in. Angela did note that her new friend had still dressed impeccably and worn a skirt, dangly earrings and put on evening makeup. The wine she brought to share wasn't cheap and she didn't try to get Angela drunk nor sway her to get her into bed. Susan just provided Angela with a nice, stay-at-home evening. This time, when Angela said good night, she held the kiss a little longer and there were second thoughts about asking Susan to stay. Tony had his work cut out for him on their next date -- he had asked her to come to his place for dinner. She was surprised the next evening, as Tony had not told her he was cooking the entire meal. It was quite elaborate and he even made a cheesecake for dessert. The two of them sat and drank a nice bottle of wine, listened to some wonderful music and danced when the mood struck them. With the music beautiful and the lighting so soft and romantic, Angela had to fight the urge to stay and drag Tony into bed. When she got to her own apartment that evening, she had to get out a toy and have a little self-pleasure. The past few days had been emotionally draining on the attractive blonde model -- until she had a revelation of her own. Why was she putting herself through this? It was flat-out ridiculous. The following morning, Angela called Susan and invited her to dinner Sunday evening. The next call was to Tony, she asked him over for lunch on Tuesday. Susan was treated to a lovely meal when she arrived at 6 PM that Sunday. Angela had some of the food brought in, Susan provided the wine. There was no dessert and as Susan had a sweet tooth, she questioned Angela about it. "I thought we'd have the dessert in the bedroom," Angela smiled as she got off the couch. She wore a warm smile and then nothing else, shrugging and letting her dress drop to the floor. The little black dress was now in a puddle at her feet. Standing before a pleased Susan was a blonde vision in black lingerie, stockings and heels, just a nice dusting of body glitter covering her skin. She held out her hand to Susan. "Get ready to have your fucking mind blown," She grinned at Susan. Susan's body was shaking with anticipation, she hadn't expected them to end up in bed quite this soon, but she wasn't an idiot and decided not to question her good fortune. She entered Angela's bedroom where the sensual blonde was stretched out, almost as if she was posing for another magazine layout -- but this one was all live and very real. She licked her lips and cooked her finger at Susan in invitation. Angela enjoyed the view of watching Susan get out of her own clothing. It was a bit cute to see that Susan was nervous, she was glad that she could have that affect on the successful, attractive brunette. Susan's lingerie was white and lacy, it was very sexy against her body -- or would have been, had it stayed on long. The pent-up passion came tumbling out as lips sought lips. They tangled and mixed as their needs overpowered all else, Susan's hands fondled Angela's tits while trying to remove her bra. Angela nuzzled her new lover's neck while thinking what a fucking sexy bitch she was. She was happy she had waited, the anticipation had added to the desire. They tumbled around on the sheets, getting each other naked as best they could, both women opting to keep their stockings and heels on. "Lick me good, whore!" Angela hissed, hoping her lewd behavior would inspire Susan. "Show me how much you want my fucking pussy!" Susan grinned and said "I'm going to eat you inside-out, bitch!" Angela lived for moments like that, when she was on the verge of a new adventure, when the promise of sexual ferocity was vivid and new. Susan's heated kisses traveled all over her body and down to her pussy. Angela felt as if her entire body was made of jelly and when Susan went down on her, she lost all sense of space and time. The hot brunette ate cunt like it was her last meal, with hunger and desire. Angela's nails dug into her scalp and she hissed out profanity after profanity to egg Susan on. She shrieked so loudly that they probably heard her at the Playboy Mansion when her orgasm hit her. Gasping for air, she waited until Susan emerged from between her legs so that she could kiss the woman with gratitude, tasting a bit of herself on Susan's soft lips. "Fuck, you are one amazing little slut!" Angela smiled, knowing full well that Susan would take that as a compliment. "And I don't even know you that well," Susan teased her. "Think how good it will be after a couple of months." "I may not last that long," Angela sighed. "Okay, let me show you a few tricks I've learned over the years." Angela decided to practice a different style on her newest lover. Instead of going for the kill directly, she massaged Susan's body with her hands in a slow, languid motion. She built it all up, surfing the woman's body with her hands and tongue, making Susan whimper and cry out every so often. Susan's eyes were closed as she luxuriated in the sensation of Angela exploring her body with determination and precision. Angela loved the curves and contours of her lover's body, there were so many differences from her own. She loved the little coos and whimpers that Susan made when she was being touched erotically. Finally, she decided that enough was enough, the teasing was over. She threw Susan's legs over her shoulders and pulled her close. Now Angela feasted on Susan's perfectly-trimmed snatch and she didn't stop until she had wrung two intense orgasms out of the hot brunette. Sunday night turned into Monday morning and if the two women thought of it, they did it. Susan told Angela that she knew about her dating Tony and hoped it wouldn't interfere with their relationship. Angela was completely open about where things stood with Tony, although she kept one little secret to herself -- for now. Susan left around 11 AM on Monday and Angela spent the rest of the day lounging around. She needed the time to rebuild her stamina. When Tony arrived at her apartment the next afternoon, he was expecting a nice lunch. He wasn't expecting to find a sexy blonde in a slinky negligee and bedroom slippers standing in the doorway. She yanked him inside. "I don't want to give the neighbors a show, even if most of them know what I do," Angela giggled as she kissed him hard. Tony had the goofiest grin on his face, it really was adorable. "We can have lunch now or you can do the smart thing and take me into that bedroom and fuck the shit out of me," Angela smiled back. "I hope you'll choose the second option, because I really am a lot more horny than I am hungry!" Tony's mother had taught him that a gentleman never argues with or refuses a lady. Food could wait, if the lady's libido was at this high a level, she was going to get what she wanted. He picked her up in his strong arms and carried her into the bedroom. Angela found that a bit amusing, but it was sweet and romantic in its own way. He placed her on the bed and looked at her like he had just won an Academy Award. "I think you should get out of your clothes or would you like me to undress you?" Angela asked him. "No, no, I can do it," Tony said, a hint of nerves showing in his voice. It was a little fun for Angela that she had pricked through his machismo and she was seeing a different side of him. As he undressed, she took in the full view. He was built rock-solid, like an athlete, with a toned and flat stomach and a broad chest. She resisted the urge to reach out and touch him, knowing her opportunity would present itself soon enough. He joined her in bed and took her in his arms; it seemed to her that his confidence was growing as he kissed her. This was the kind of kiss she liked from a man, strong and demanding, showing the promise of a passionate fucking. Now Angela could explore that body fully, she pushed him on his back and stroked his chest with her fingernails. She could feel the pulsing strength underneath each muscle and began to kiss him wherever her urges took her. Tony's dark eyes were watching her with interest, but he wasn't saying much. Good -- she wanted to run the show for a while and get him off-balance. Her mouth began slithering all over his torso. "Damn!" Was the only word that came out of the young bartender's mouth and then even that was lost as Angela took his cock in her mouth. She decided to put all of her oral skills into play right away and took him from tip to base. Tony groaned and wrapped his fingers in her long, blonde hair, egging her on with moans and groans. Otherwise, it was hard to understand what he was saying, although what he wanted was clear enough. When he was steel-hard, Angela pulled away from him.