1 comments/ 6091 views/ 1 favorites Best.Ever By: gothwannabe78 I had told Master I was excited to get a new bed. I'd been sleeping on a futon for a few weeks, and it was killing my back. Not to mention the lack of any quality sleep. He'd spent the night once, but it was a long and sleepless night on a less-than-adequate futon. He told me he was excited to break in the bed with me, and he asked if it had a headboard to tie me to. It did (I picked it out specifically with that in mind, as a good sub would do). He built up the anticipation of our next meet by giving me hints of what he wanted to do. I already felt like a cat in heat before he arrived. He greeted me with a deep wet kiss as was his custom when he arrived. Just that one kiss melted me and I swear my pussy dripped onto the carpet. First he kicked my legs apart for his inspection, reaching between my legs to feel my wetness. He smirked as he ran his fingers along my slit, and then led me to the bedroom. He immediately turned and kissed me again, running his hands over my body and then holding my face tightly in his hands. He lifted my shirt hem up and over my breasts, pausing to notice my newly pierced nipples. I lifted the shirt the rest of the way as he lightly ran his thumbs over my nipples, mesmerized by the silver bars running thru each of them. "Do they hurt much?" he asked. "A little," I replied, "but you can touch them lightly." "What about this?" he questioned as he raised a breast up to meet his tongue. He lightly licked over the tip, so gently if felt like a whisper. I moaned and clutched at him, my knees buckling slightly. He let go of my breast and finished undressing me. I was now in my standard uniform for Master's visits: half cup bra, no panties, and a pair of thigh-high fishnets, as well as my thin black leather collar. He stepped back to admire me, and I saw the brief flash of hunger in his eyes before he ordered me to lie on the bed face-up. I lay down in the center of the bed, waiting patiently as he undressed, and then tied my arms to the headboard and spread my legs with rope at the foot of the bed. "Now you are mine, my little sub," he said, kneeling over me, smiling. "You can't get away, and I'm going to do whatever I want to you." I moaned and squirmed against my restraints, delighted at the thought of being his toy to use as he desired. I trusted my Master, and knew that whatever he had planned, we would both enjoy it. He leaned over me and licked my nipple again. "What is rule number one?" he asked, his voice changing to be more strict, more serious. I'm pretty sure the sound of his voice like that could make me come all by itself. "Remember my safe word?" I guessed, not sure what he was asking or what he planned to do. "No. What is rule number one? he repeated, this time stroking my pubic mound. "Always stay clean shaved for you." I answered. "Good. What is rule number two?" "I can never wear panties in your presence." "Good. What is rule number three?" "Um," I faltered. There was another rule? What had I forgotten?! "I don't remember." I whispered. "You don't remember!" he exclaimed, slapping my pussy with his bare hand. "You must always ask......" "For permission to cum, Master," I finished for him quickly. "Good Girl," he murmured as he moved down between my thighs and began to lick. And suck. With such wonderful skill! I relaxed against the ropes and let the sensations of his tongue wash over me. He really was the best oral lover I'd ever had. He would lick for a minute, then probe me with his tongue, then switch it up again. But I loved it when he pulled me close and sucked on my clit hard, running his tongue over the hard little nub. I was fast reaching my peak under his oral ministrations. "Please," I moaned. He paused and looked at me. "Please what?" "Please let me cum Master!," I begged. "Your tongue feels so good..." "Not a chance," he stated, then dipped back down to my pussy. Ugh! These games were such sweet torture. I knew that he would keep pleasuring me, bringing me to the very edge of orgasm, but not allow me release. And If I came, there would be hell to pay! If I came close to the edge, I would need to beg him to stop. Which was fucked up. Ask him to stop touching me so I wouldn't reach orgasm!? Are you crazy!? I kept begging for mercy or release, both of which he denied, laughing at my predicament, continuing to tease me with his lips and tongue and hands. I kept squirming, trying to close my legs against the assault. He stopped and moved off the bed. He walked over to the toy box and removed our ring gag. He proceeded to fit it into my mouth and around my neck. "Can you speak?" he asked. "Na weellie," I attempted, and saw him stifle another grin. Abruptly I realized my problem. If I couldn't speak I couldn't beg for him to let me cum, or even for him to stop! My brows furrowed, trying to think my way out of the situation. He headed back down to the juncture of my thighs. I moaned and writhed against his tongue, so close to the edge. Finally, I screamed my gagged plea at him to stop, trying to close my thighs to hold back the orgasm. I bucked and tensed, squeezing every muscle in my body against the sensations. Again, very fucked up. The will to please winning over my body's chemistry. He pulled back and looked at me again with that ultra serious look in his face. "Are you cumming?" he demanded. I shook my head madly back and forth, even as I still fought the release. He waiting until I relaxed again, and then straddled my face, "Lick it," he said. I started to lick his shaved balls thru my ring gag, trying to do a good job despite being tied and gagged. My tongue was drying up, but I tried to wet it again and again as he moved over my mouth. I licked his balls, his shaft, and even his asshole as I tried desperately to please my Master. Master got up again and walked over to our box of toys. He grabbed a blindfold and tied it around my eyes. Now I couldn't even beg with my eyes. I heard him take something else out of the box and felt him touch my bare clit with it. A very small strip of leather. Must be the riding crop. Honestly, probably my favorite toy. I picked it up for us, mostly as a joke. But Master has showed me its versatility, delivering both a light slap and a very hard stinging pain, similar to caning. He pressed my legs wide open. "No, my little sub, you must learn a little self control. You must keep your legs open for your Master." Again, his voice took on that edge of warning. "You will keep your legs open for me," he demanded as he delivered a blow right to my pussy. I gasped and flinched at the sudden pain. "If you move your legs again, you get this. Understand?" He swung the crop down once over each inner thigh. Hard. I even heard the whizzing thru the air as he swung the crop. I squeezed my eyes hard to fight the pain. Trying to bring myself into that headspace where I can take the pain to please my Master. He pulled off the blindfold, I assumed to see the passion in my eyes. He bent over me again, licking my already soaked slit. I very quickly reached my peak again, but I couldn't say to stop, couldn't beg for release, couldn't do anything but writhe on the bed in near ecstasy. I cried out in fury, even before I realized my legs had moved again. SLAP! Down came the crop, several times on my soft inner thighs, instantly bringing tears to my eyes. This was the first time I had ever cried in one of our sessions. But the combination of such intense sexual frustration and longing combined with the very hard slap of the crop was overwhelming. I thought I would die from such intense feelings and emotions. Master noticed my tears and looked into my eyes. "Are you alright?" he asked gently, wiping away a tear. I nodded. I was fine, I just couldn't contain all the emotions in me. And I'd be damned if I would call RED just because I was crying. "Do you want me to stop?" I shook my head vigorously. Hell no I didn't want it to stop! Master took my face in his hands and kissed me gently. He wiped away my tears and looked deep in my eyes. He pulled down the gag. "I'm okay," I said. "Its just so much, but they are good tears. I'm good" "Good", he responded, reaching down to run his fingers over my wetness again. I immediately started writhing again, this time very careful to keep my legs open. "Oh Master, please!" I began to beg. "I'm so close to cumming, please fuck me! I want your cock inside me so much! Oh, please, Master. I'll do anything, just please fuck me!" Now, I did realize that I had just offered to do anything. Not a great choice, considering my Master's clever dirty mind. But at that point, I didn't care. I was a moaning, wet, pile of need. I needed to be fucked so badly. More than I've ever wanted in my life. My body was undulating of its own accord, seeking something more to rub against, something to give it release. "Do you want this cock?" he said, straddling my face. "Mmm-hmm," was my only reply as I tried my best to lick his shaft. He began to pump himself as I licked the tip of him, sucking hard. Now, I love to worship my Master's cock. But at that moment, I wanted it inside my wet pussy, not in my mouth. I pouted with my eyes, looking up at him, even as I ran my tongue over his cock head. "Get ready," he said, his voice straining. I immediately felt his cock spurt his load into my mouth and I worked hard to swallow it all, knowing it would disappoint him if I spilled his precious load. I finished it all and kept sucking and licking until he removed his cock from my lips. And he went immediately back to teasing me, dammit! Using his lips, his tongue, his whole mouth to suck on my inner lips, my clit, everywhere. I approached orgasm so many times I lost count, and each time he would back off for a minute, only to start again. I was begging and begging, aware that I sounded like the worst slut in the world. "Don't you want me?" I asked. "I want you to feel my pussy clenching around you as I cum. Please Master, fuck me. Eddie, I need you! Please fuck me. Oh god, please!" I was bucking all over on the bed, so close to cumming, but not quite there. Finally, he opened a condom and slipped it over his massive cock. My eyes burned with desire as I eyed it, knowing I would finally get what I wanted. He kneeled between my thighs and quickly slid his cock into my pussy, spreading my legs farther apart. I cried out in ecstasy, asking him if I could come. "Yes," he replied, and immediately I felt the world shatter. I started to cum, clenching at his cock and screaming as he picked up the pace of his thrusts. I clenched my eyes shut and gritted my teeth, my head thrown back in my release. But the orgasm didn't stop. It just kept going on and on. And he kept thrusting on and on. I was in heaven. Finally, the orgasm did die down, and I was able to concentrate again on the feel of his cock in me, filling me up, a perfect fit. Soon, though, I was heading to the brink again, and before he finished I had two more orgasms. He finally collapsed on top of me, both of us panting and sweating. After the biggest orgasm of my life, I couldn't feel my toes, my nose, my anything. I was just a shivering mass of goo. "Best. Ever." I was able to murmur before collapsing. Master snuggled with me and held me until the shaking stopped, and I was happy, knowing I had pleased him. Best Ever I suck his cock some more, then we fuck and he eats my pussy. - As always I hope you enjoy. ~lucky * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (39 min/mp3) * * * * * Best Ever, Can We Keep Doing It? This is a work of fiction, I think... It begins with a swirling dark mist. I slowly gain some focus, the fog from last night's booze and weed clouding my mind. I feel heavy, no strength, what could have sapped all my energy. I feel warmth beneath me, feel the sweet swell of warm female breasts against my chest. It 's dark - here in this room, obviously my bedroom, because I sense my presence, I sniff last nights musky sex smells. I am lying on top of my girl, still slightly aroused and embedded in her moist, warm cunt. I move slightly taking advantage of my position and begin to slowly slip deeper into her as I grow in size and length. I faintly recall last night's fun and games. Last night, OHH... yes - my sister Cheryl and her boy friend Darrin, a bottle of good Tequila, me, the younger brother David, and my current squeeze Pamela. Cheryl had some heavy-duty weed - good smokin stuff. And- good - old "Jose Cuervo". My sister is a fox; Darrin is a "DICKHEAD". His father is president of a local bank, big shot at the country club and thinks he is the moral fiber of the community. Our family is also well off. Dad is manager of an international shipping company and we are spoiled rich kids, both attending a local university, but choosing to live at home because dorm life sucks. Cheryl has been with "Dickhead" for several months, a kind of arranged thing between our folks. I am sure she is bored to death with his ass. He is a pompous ass, on the U tennis team, not because he can hit the ball, but because his old man is a money source for the U. I 'm a pussy hound; love em for a while and then off to find something better - tighter - what ever... Have not yet found that best ever piece of ass. Pamela does give good head, I recall last night that she was blowing me on the couch, her short skirt up high and no panties, we took them off because she was soaked. Cheryl was stroking herself and occasionally toyed with Pamela's tits, what little there was of them. I think Pamela passed out on floor before I got to shoot my load. Somehow we must have made it to my bed and had sex, seeing as I'm still inside of her. I do recall Darrin stumbling out the front door about midnight. Hope the shit head tried to drive and got picked up for DUI. I'm sure, no such luck. I remember my sister, Cheryl, we danced slowly and she was warm; and she matched me on Tequila shooters. We both played with passed out Pamela. I lapped at Pamela's cunt and Cheryl fingered herself while she watched me. I think Cheryl even fingered Pamela while my tongue was chasing her clit. I remember how exotic it felt when her fingers and my tongue bumped together. We giggled like idiots. Now I am fully erect and stroking in full depth, the warm channel is both moist and crusty from last nights fucking. I feel the body stirring beneath me, murmuring sweet coos of .. Ohhh Yes... Feels so good.. Warm breath on my neck, lips that nibble and lick near my ear. I didn't realize Pamela was so tight, she feels .. Unbelievable ... I slightly raise and peer at her writhing beneath me. It is dark in the room, but something begins to register with me; these tits are definitely bigger. Even the body is more full, the hair longer -- and that super tight cunt . THIS IS NOT Pamela --- then who the fuck am I fucking? With extreme concentration and a slowing down of the sex rhythm I peer down into the face of -- my sister -- Cheryl!! Cheryl pulls me into her harder and mumbles ... Faster .. Harder... Fuck me good ... Feels so good. I nearly explode from the thought of fucking my own sister; and she wants fucked! I resume with new vigor and pound hard into her fantastic tight vagina. We both come at the same time and gasp out loud at the intensity of our climaxes. I have never had such a powerful sexual release. It felt like I must have unloaded a gallon of come deep inside her. Cheryl whispered "That was the best sex ever, how did you get me so hot? I don't know, Darrin, there may be more to you than I ever imagined." WHAT?? ... Cheryl was not aware of who had just humped the shit out of her. Man, What to do? ... What to do? ... The thought flashed through my mind to crawl away in the darkness and pretend this didn't happen. Nope... this was the most satisfying sex ever, not going to forget it happened. I croaked "Cheryl, that you? My God, what happened, how did you get here in my bed? What happened last night? Jesus, I'm still hard and I've been fucking with you... Horse shit." What now...Silence .. We both lay there entwine and engaged -- Meaning I was still bottomed out, deep inside her cunt. I moved ever so slow, pushing into her, testing to see her reaction. It must have felt good as she slowly responded and pushed up into my thrust. Cheryl slipped her arms around me and hugged me, kissed me on the neck and then took both her hands and held my face as she softly kissed my lips. Her lips parted and her tongue slid into my parted lips. She found and flicked my tongue, we then mashed together and experienced the most erotic kiss. I went into full ravish mode and slammed our bodies together. In a very short time we experienced another joint mind blowing orgasm. "Cheryl, you are the most beautiful girl in the world. I have never had such sex, never... This can't be the last time we fuck .. Can't be the only time" "Davie, it sure wasn't the only time! My snatch is throbbing; we must have fucked a half dozen times last night and twice in the last few minutes. Nobody has ever made me feel this good. NO .. We will do this more and more. I can't believe I thought Darrin could be any good in bed. That loser's out of my life." "You mean DICKHEAD'S now past history; cool --- It's about time you came to your senses." " Yeah, Dickhead Darrin has been replaced by a super hard dick – that would be you brother. Seeing how you're still in there and hard, think you can bring me around again?" Best Ever Erotic Halloween Party Best Ever Erotic Halloween Party I almost laughed aloud as Danielle came over to the bed and shook Mel’s hand. “Hi, nice to finally meet you. You’re much cuter than your picture – and you really are a pixie.” Pixie pulled Danielle to us, and planted a significant kiss on her lips. She also took Dani’s right hand that she’d just shaken and brought it to her left breasts. I heard Dani’s sharp intake of breath. As they separated, Mel said, “Why don’t you lose some of that clothing and join us here in bed. I don’t bite … much.” She laughed. A smile came over Dani’s face, and a second naked woman soon joined me in bed. Our little love making tryst interrupted, I felt content to lay back and watch what would happen between the pair. I felt that Dani was about to get a real education in the joys of Sapphic sex. Danielle said in a low voice to Mel, “I’ve never been with a pixie before … and I’ve never been with a woman before either.” Mel snorted in delight. “Oh, goody. Let me show you all the pleasures you’ve been missing. You may never go back to guys by the time I’m through with you.” With that, she pushed Dani back into my arms, and latched onto one of her gorgeous breasts, sucking on the nipple until it was erect, and then holding on with her lips as she pulled the tit away from Dani’s body until it snapped back. I could feel Dani’s entire body respond with an erotic shudder. As if that wasn’t enough, Mel also teased two fingers into Dani’s nicely trimmed pussy. After Dani moaned for a minute at the attention, Mel added a third finger. After more moaning, a fourth fingers got added, and after still more moaning I watched Mel’s pixiesque hand disappear into Danielle’s cunt. Dani said, “Oh, fuck, I’ve never been fisted before.” Mel turned and twisted her hand, and brought her other hand over and started to drum on Dani’s little pearl of a clit. Dani went wild for a minute, and then suddenly the entire bed flooded with her ejaculation of girl juice, some of it even arching in the air from Dani’s cunt onto Mel’s boobs. Dani screamed in pleasure as I watched Mel slowly rotate her wrist and hand, obviously running fingers or knuckles across Dani’s G-spot. After the earth-moving orgasm had passed, Mel extracted from Danielle’s body, kissed her hard, and ran a tongue down past her breasts and into her pussy, lapping up every drop of girl juice she could find that Dani had released. Less than two minutes later, Dani writhed wildly in my arms as another climax ripped through her body. Mel knew exactly how to make another woman hum in ecstasy. In between Dani’s breasts and pussy, I watched her abs and stomach writhe in pleasure. She had a cute little jeweled navel piercing that hung down about two inches. As she turned and twisted under Mel’s efforts, the little dangle kept swinging around from side to side in a tantalizing way. The dangle would only stop moving when Dani had an orgasm and froze in position to savor the passing climax.. Dani pushed Mel’s face and hand away from her pussy. “Wow! I can’t … you really know what you’re doing ... I’ve never been fisted – I’d heard about it, but ... OH, MY, GOD! I can’t take any more right now. Stop. I’ve never squirted before. My boyfriend showed me a porn flick where a girl did that, but I thought it was a put on. THAT was wonderful – the best orgasm I’ve ever had. Let me do something for you.” Mel asked in a soft voice, “Do you like cum?” Dani nodded. “Jim left two loads inside me that I’d love to share. Why don’t you go get them and bring what you can find up to my mouth so we can share it between us? Do you know how to snowball? He left a lot so you’ll find plenty to share.” Dani had already discovered that I deposited a prodigious amount of cum in my orgasms. At first, she’d been horrified because of the mess we made in the bed, but she’d come to like the ‘squishy’ feeling after we’d made love. There also was a large wet spot on the bed unless we laid a towel down before we started. Dani and I were using many towels every day. I loved having a large laundry load each day, and so did Dani. Although Danielle was taller, she and Mel fit into a cozy sixty-nine position with ease with Mel on top, their tongues wagging merrily into each other’s nether region. The law of gravity meant that the fluids I’d left in Mel started to flow outward and downward into Dani’s mouth in the positions they adopted. Eventually, I watched her tap Mel on the ass. Mel flipped around and the two women started to swap my load between them, an outrageously dirty and erotic move that brought me back to hardness only Tungsten steel might exceed – what I call a ‘10’ on my ten-point hardness scale. I watched Mel get a mischievous look in her eye, and guessed what would happen next. She was going to try to gross me out by bringing me some of my own spunk. She knee walked up the bed into my arms and made to kiss me. I opened my mouth and welcomed the entire load she carried inside; I swallowed the saliva and cum. Mel and I kissed some more. Mel eventually pulled away, “Oh, you’re no fun. I thought you’d find that obnoxious. I wanted to tease you.” I laughed, “Sorry. An old girlfriend taught me to like the stuff, even from another guy so long as it comes by way of a pussy. Her theory was if I expected to cum in her mouth from a blowjob, I’d have to know what she was experiencing. The whole idea never bothered me, even eating another guy’s cum from a pretty girl’s pussy.” Dani said, “You sucked Brad’s cum from my pussy in our threesomes. I thought that was really hot. You don’t know it, but that was one of the reasons why I wanted you to make love to me all the time when you visited. You turned me on with stuff like that.” Mel encouraged me to make love to Danielle, and Dani thought that would be a good pre-dinner activity as well. I gracefully accepted their offer. Being the only male had its advantages in this situation. Everyone wanted me. Danielle had awoken to the whole idea of girl-on-girl sex, and based on the orgasms the Pixie had given her, I rightly figured she wanted more – a lot more. I took the pair to an authentic Mexican restaurant off Harvard Square. The entire dinner conversation took place between Dani and Mel, the former grilling the latter on the finer points, techniques, and tactics in making love with another woman … or women. I learned quite a few things, and noticed the couple next to us at dinner got very quiet and blushed frequently over Mel’s instructions. After dinner, we walked around the square, and then went back to my apartment and had a highly satisfying three-way. I basked in glorious splendor with two of the sexiest women in America cuddled up beside me naked and full of my jism. Best Ever Erotic Halloween Party Mark, Julie, and I scheduled another meeting three weeks away to go over our initial ideas and sketches. I could see a few possibilities that I thought they’d like, but didn’t want to commit to any design options too early lest I divert their thinking too early to what might turn out to be a bad conclusion. I got back to my apartment about five o’clock. A very naked Dani came out of the bedroom, gave me a passionate Welcome Home kiss, and told me I was forbidden to go into the master bedroom. She promised to get me my costume or anything else that I might need from the room or master bath. I watched her attractive departure, and I flipped on the television to watch some college football while they women got dressed. Best Ever Erotic Halloween Party Megan said, “Dare, and I hope I get that same card again.” Everyone laughed. The Pixie spun the bottle again, and it pointed to Julie. Megan drew a Dare card from the deck and read, “Put a hand in the pants of your partner and masturbate them for one minute.” Julie and Megan hitched themselves into the middle of the circle, and Julie layback against Megan. We watched Megan worm two fingers into Julie’s bare pussy, rapidly vibrate them so her hand rubbed against her clit, and then move so she could rub sexy circles on her clit. Julie’s body writhed, until Jane said, “Time.” Megan stopped. Julie said, “Oh, fuck. I was just about there.” Julie came back, and this time made no bones about cuddling up next to me, even dragging one of my arms around her shoulders and putting my hand solidly on her breast. Julie whispered to me, “Pinch my nipples. You have GOT to fuck me when this game ends, even if it’s in front of everyone. I’ve never been so horny in my life.” She pulled my head down and French kissed me again, this time with a renewed sense of passion. I’d decided the Architect’s code did indeed allow intimate fraternization with clients in the interest of solid and supportive long-term working relationships. The game continued with mostly dares that involved demonstrating a sex toy as though you were trying to sell it to a customer, showing your favorite masturbation technique, demonstrating your favorite sex position, giving a nude massage, kissing five sexual body parts while blindfolded, providing a running commentary on a segment of a porn film as though you were a sportscaster, convincing someone they should sleep with you, and giving a lap dance. Mel had to take a picture of her pussy and text it to anyone in the group that wanted a copy. Everyone did. Mel has a very pretty pussy, and from the glistening sheen it had, she was obviously excited. Jane ended the game, and suggested that some of the new friendships that had been created be explored further. Almost immediately, I watched Mel grab ahold of Mark and start making out with him. Rich had returned to her cunt and started to eat her pussy again. I heard Mel say something about being ‘double teamed,’ as she led the two men towards the stairs. I helped Julie stand, and we made out for a minute. I said, “Where?” Julie said, “Outside. Picnic table. It’s a warm night, and I love fucking outdoors.” We walked through some French doors to a patio that had four picnic tables scattered about. Julie hopped up on one and said, “Fuck me. No foreplay. I’m so hot now I’m going to spontaneously combust unless I get your cock in my cunt.” I boosted Julie so she sat on one of the tables. In the dim light in her camouflage costume she almost disappeared. I lost the toga in ten seconds, moved between Julie’s legs, and very slowly sank into her quim – only allowing a fraction of an inch deeper penetration on each subtle thrust into her body. Julie kept writhing and trying to capture all of my cock, until I bottomed out in her pussy. I just stayed there, my cock pulsing inside her body and feeling the spasms of her vaginal muscles. With only a few more thrusts, Julie exploded into an orgasm, her legs jerking my body as deep into hers as I could get. She gave a loud moan of satisfaction, and pulled me down to her for a deep and meaningful kiss. She said softly, “You didn’t cum. I’d love to have your stuff inside me.” I started to pump into her again, and Julie’s eyes got large as new delight started to spread through her body radiating outward from her pussy. This time I reached down and stroked her clitoris with my thumb, lightly titillating her nub. Julie started to writhe and groan, and I rapidly moved to a point where I was ready to drench her insides with my man juice. “Cum inside me, Jim. Do it. I want all you’ve got.” I leaned in and kissed Julie again as I humped her body and the picnic table rocked and squeaked into the night. “I’m … about … there.” I exploded a huge volume of cum into Julie’s warm tunnel, feeling another large orgasm erupt from deep within her as well. As we panted and tried to regain our normal breathing and heart rates, Julie said, “Wow! You are one very satisfying man. Do you know, you paid total attention to me? I knew you didn’t want to be any place but in me, and that made it so special. I hope we get to make love more in the future. I can guess that you worry about messing around with your clients, but please don’t. If it’s not something we want, you’ll hear about it, but right now I want lots of you as often as you can share yourself with me.” I extracted myself from Julie, and helped her stand. “Jeez, you’ve filled me up. I’ll be leaking your stuff all night long. Do you always cum so much?” “Sorry. Yes.” “Oh, don’t be sorry. You felt so good, and your jizz feels so good too, but I am going to go squat in those bushes and get rid of a little of it so it won’t run down my legs all night long.” I waited for Julie for a couple of minutes, and then we walked back into the old house. Two couples were fucking in the living room where we’d been playing games: one on the sofa, and one on the floor. I recognized the four players from our earlier game, and also noticed no one was with their partners. Julie looked interested in staying behind with one of her friends and maybe ‘borrowing’ some cock from the guy she was getting it from. I gave a peck on the cheek and told her I’d see her later. I ran into Cheryl in the hallway; she was just coming downstairs. I raised my eyebrows at her, and she gestured to me with one finger. She still wore her Super Slut costume; however, the blue thong had disappeared. I followed Cheryl up the stairs. As we climbed she said, “Your three friends are up here getting banged; do you want to see?” I nodded. In the first bedroom we came to, Mel was wrapped up in a group sex session with three guys: Julie’s husband Mark, Rich, and another stud I didn’t recognize. Mel lay back against Mark who had his large shaft in her ass; Rich was sawing his cock into her pussy; and the other guy was mouth fucking her from the side. I could hear her little gags as a very wet throat fuck continued. Mel looked happy and in her element. Two bedrooms further down the hall, Dani was atop Tom bouncing up and down on his cock with great abandon. Her eyes were closed, and I guessed she’d transported herself to some hedonistic nirvana. Beside Danielle, Heather lay in the missionary position with David, my other contractor friend, who wildly pumped his cock into her pussy with the clear goal of an orgasm written all over his face. Heather kept imploring David to show no mercy – harder, faster, more intensity, and more of every other idea she could give him. She seemed insatiable, and I’m sure was establishing her reputation as one of the top lays at the party. Cheryl and I went one more room down the hall, found an empty bed, and I lost my toga again with a simple shrug or two: ‘easy in-easy out.’ I did a lot of foreplay with Cheryl, recalling that the more turned on ahead of time she got, the more rewarding I found the experience of making love to her. I spent a long time making out with her, and romancing her large breasts. At one point, I mounted her so that I could massage her back and then her front, our nude bodies simply rubbing together as I kneaded all the right places. I’d been told my cunnilingus skills were top rated, so after fifteen minutes of working on Cheryl’s erogenous zones by hand, I put my mouth over her pussy and started to lick and suck. Cheryl tried to stop me. “Jim, wait. I’ve got a load in there from a little while ago.” I kept right on assaulting her pussy with my tongue, adding some fingers and pulling the juices she carried from deep inside her to the surface. When I’d collect a good sample of her girl juice and cum, I’d coat my fingers and bring it up to her mouth. Cheryl would latch onto my fingers with enthusiasm, proving to me that she was as daring and as turned on as I was. Just as I mounted Cheryl in the missionary position, Jane Whitmore came through the open door to the room with a look of glee on her face that she’d discovered two new sex partners. She had that freshly fucked look and she was still horny, but that didn’t surprise me. She lay down on the bed next to us, and made out with Cheryl for a few minutes, occasionally giving me a hot kiss with lots of tongue. Jane knee-walked around the bed so she straddled Cheryl’s head, and then she lowered her pussy right onto Cheryl’s open mouth. Jane and I faced each other, and we made out as I continued to fuck Cheryl, and she ate out Jane’s pussy. Jane said, “I’ve got two loads of cum in there that she’s cleaning out for me.” Her eyes rolled up in her head and her body stiffened for fifteen seconds. After that, she remarked, “Oh, Cheryl, you’re good. You just brought me off. Very nice. Now, I’ll help Jim.” Jane reached down to where my cock pistoned in and out of Cheryl’s warm wet pussy. She used one hand to massage Cheryl’s clit, rapidly rubbing the area to excite and induce an orgasm. Jane’s other hand latched onto Cheryl’s left breast, turning and twisting the nipple until she got a groan from the woman buried beneath her. Cheryl came. I came, dumping a load of cum into Cheryl’s cunt. I pulled both women to me in Cheryl’s afterglow, and the three of us made out for a few minutes, and then I slowly pulled my dick from Cheryl’s body; it had been acting like a cork, so, immediately about a mug’s worth of my jizz started to ooze out of its warm hiding place. Jane watched in awe. She turned to me, “I forgot you’re a high volume guy. Nice work. I want the next load.” She reached to the bedside table and tossed Cheryl a hand towel that she promptly used to staunch the flow of my cum, and to keep the bed linen reasonably clean of fluids. I briefly wondered what the maid service would think about our party tomorrow morning as they went around and had to clean up after this orgy. After a few minutes, Jane slithered down my body until she could inhale my cock. Besides cleaning Cheryl’s juices from it, she brought me back to nice state of readiness after only a couple of minutes. I gestured for her to mount up, and immediately Jane’s nude body straddled me and her pussy engulfed my swollen member. I wondered what had become of Jane’s loincloth; she still had the headband and feather. Because Jane and I occasionally hooked up, I knew a little about her body. I decided to have some fun, and also give her a peak experience. Jane was worked up, sexually excited, rapidly moving from orgasm to orgasm, so the timing couldn’t be better. I rolled us over, until I had the dominant position over her. I rose up so she could see my body as I hammered into her. Cheryl sat beside us watching our pornographic show. As I sensed Jane rising up the excitement scale, heading for an orgasm, I reached forward and grabbed her neck, squeezing slightly not to choke but to make Jane worry about my intentions. With my other hand, I grabbed one of Jane breasts, almost crushing the flesh with my strength until I broke away and grabbed ahold of the nipple and areola. I pinched hard, dropped my hand to her abs and then ran it beneath her breasts, up her side, and then I reached down and pinched her clitoris, twisting the little nub slightly just above where my cock pounded into her body. Jane moaned loudly and started to cum. I came too, and I know she must have felt the first couple of jet streams of liquid I fired into her body. I don’t think she felt anything further other than an explosion of pleasure and bliss, because Jane’s eyes rolled up in her head, and she blacked out. Jane’s body suddenly went limp beneath me. After my cum spasms finished, I pulled away. Cheryl had looked on in awe, but now said in a worried voice, “Is she all right? Should I do anything?” I smiled at her. “Oh, she’s better than all right. She probably just had the best orgasm of her life. She’ll come to in a minute or two. I just gave her what’s called ‘la petit mort’ – a small death. It’s a mind boggling orgasm of epic proportions.” Cheryl moved to stroke her friend’s face. I checked Jane, and her vitals were all good; she was in dreamland. I gathered Jane’s limp body into my arms so that when she awoke, she’d be in someone’s loving care. Two minutes went by, and then Jane’s eyes fluttered open. She gave me a wan smile. Jane said, “Wow! Did you really just do that to me? Did you make me pass out in … in the best fucking orgasm of my life?” She tried to sit up, but I held her down for another few seconds until her body recovered. “Yes, I did. You’re a fabulous fuck too. Want to go another round?” Jane thought for a moment and then shook her head, “I need a few minutes to recover.” After a pause she added, “I’ve never cum like that in my life. Can you always make a girl do that?” “No, rarely, but there are some places on a woman’s body that tend to put her over the top when they’re used in just the right way. You and I have some history, so I remembered your erogenous zones and magic spots around your body, and how hard to do certain things to you. When I put them all together … you got la petit mort.” Jane, Cheryl, and I kissed and made out for a few minutes, and then I recommended we all get some fluids to replace the electrolytes we’d lost from so much hard work. We flowed downstairs to one of the bars. Cheryl and Jane got gin and tonics; I got a virgin screwdriver, figuring that any alcohol would only impair my performance into the night. Best Ever Erotic Halloween Party Eventually, she looked up at me with such a longing look on her face. She whispered, “You are a gorgeous man, and I’ll never forget this glorious hour. I cried … because what we just did was the most beautiful thing that’s ever happened to me in my entire life. I’m happy it happened, and sad that it might never happen again.” After a long pause, she said, “I hope this was the first time of many – for the rest of our lives.” I said softly, “Of course, but you know it won’t be the same.” I pointed to the stars overhead; “This was the conjunction of all those stars and our two bodies, and all the emotions we arrived with, and all the expectations we had for ourselves and for each other. We just happened to click at the right place and time. I wasn’t even sure you’d be here.” Briana shook her head. “I think there’s something deeper that happened. I still want you again. I know you have special people in your life, and I do too; but we need to still do this - often.” “I won’t do anything in secret. I won’t be ‘the other man,’ having a secret affair separate from someone I love or from someone you love.” “Oh, I won’t either, but hopefully, we can each work on those issues, if they are issues, and still see each other. I’d give up everyone else just to be with you.” I smiled in love at her. “Come with me.” I led Briana to the edge of the pool and we dove into the warmed water, enjoying the freshness of the swim and the stillness of the autumn air in New England as we floated together. Other people were around us making love and doing erotic things. After our swim, we dried off and I led Briana back to our chaise. We lay back, and I cuddled with her. Eventually, I said, “I think you’re the best sister in the whole world.” I heard her chortle, “And you, my love, are the best brother.” Best Ever Erotic Halloween Party After a couple of minutes, the bunny’s eyes flickered open. After she took in her surrounding, I started to get accolades for ‘the best fucking orgasm’ of her life. We lay and petted with each other, talking with nurse and guy about the merits of the Halloween Party versus all the other dull, non-sexual parties we’d wasted our time on over the years.