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Wild Ride Ch. 01

By: Kapricorn71



Chapter 1: The Beginning

I was out for a ride to celebrate. In three days I would have the new bike I saved for two years to get - a Katana 650. I had bought it a few days ago, but it wasn't the color I wanted. I got a hook-up on a paint job though - my salesman knocked $200 off the price, and I flirted with a shop owner for another $100 discount. A girl's got to do what a girl's got to do, right?

I signed up to work overtime at the post office for the next two days - in part for the money to make my first couple of payments, and in part to have all of Saturday free to ride with my girls. So this was my last day on the bike I bought from Janique's brother - an Interceptor 600.

My fascination with bikes started my senior year of high school. I dated a boy who had just learned to ride, and he took me out a few times. Jonathan loved to talk about going to Black Bike Week, and even talked about taking me with him - until we broke up. In part out of spite, and in part out of curiosity, I talked my girls into going with me. We drove down, and had a ball! Three cute, young girls at a biker weekend - we had constant offers for rides. I loved the way the bikers treated us, especially the older ones. At the bars, we were princesses. We laughed, drank, danced, ate, drank – on other people's tab. Going for rides with Jonathan got me interested in bikes, being in Daytona got me interested in the biker lifestyle.

When we got back I started dating bikers. Gus was 26, and rode a Ninja 10. He would love to take me out as far as a tank of gas would get us, and threaten to leave me out there unless I did what he wanted. Most times he would ask me to let him do me doggie-style on the side of the road - I loved that. One time I had to ride topless all the way back to the city so he could feel my bare nipples in his back. It was early spring night, with not too many bugs out. I was scared to death a cop would stop us, but I leaned back to give drivers a peak every now and then. When Gus bent me over his bike at a park that night, I think it scared him how much I was urging him on. After he came, he said he never heard my mouth be so dirty. I told him he shouldn't have brought it out of me, and masturbated on his bike until he was ready to give me more.

Gus and I fell off after a while, because he said I was too bossy; but by then Janique and I had learned our way around the biker bars – and knew the right people to get in. About twice or three times a month we would pick one of our favorites to hang out at, and have all the drinks we wanted – the older riders were all to happy to supply two college girls. The younger riders would get us on the floor to dance. A few nights ended with body shots, deep kissing, and one of them giving us a ride home. On occasion those rides included stops at places for public nudity, or their visit to our dorm rooms. Most times guys wanted a blowjob from me because of my full lips, but I would tell them they had to eat my pussy first. If his tongue was good, I'd give him some. But most times, by the time I was finished moaning and cumming, they had forgotten all about the blowjob and just wanted in. If he fumbled around, I'd just give him a handjob and send him on his way.

My next boyfriend was San Fran when I was 25; he was 53, and rode a Goldwing GL1500. On the weekends we would ride to a nearby state - Indiana, Kentucky, Pennsylvania. We'd spend time at cookouts with friends of his, checking out tourist sites, and going shopping for me. San Fran didn't demand anything sexual; but for the things he did for me, I would do extra-special things for him. I always packed a different set of lingerie for the hotel, and would give him the best blowjobs I knew how. I loved coming out of the shower and sitting naked on his lap while he was still dressed, and talking about the places we'd been and the people I met that day. His favorite thing was watching me masturbate, and at times I'd let him take pictures of my vibrator disappearing inside me for his personal collection.

Big Gun, my most recent biker boyfriend, had a Kawasaki 1000, and wouldn't ride me unless I wore tight shorts. After a few months of me begging, he taught me to ride. I bought Janique's brother's old bike. It took a minute to get the hang of it, but I loved the freedom and control. He and I broke up soon after he finished teaching me, because he said I thought I was a man now. Janique saw how much fun I was having while riding, and bought a bike herself. We met and started riding with a girl a little younger than us over this past spring. Her name was Kelly, and she had moved here from North Carolina to go to school. She said she had been up here for three years, and hadn't found any cool females to ride regularly with until she met us. Last Friday night after a late night at our biker bar of choice, she told us she was bisexual and had a crush on Janique. I excused myself and went home, but Janique called me the next day and said she was a wonderful kisser.

I was on my way back home that night, and stopped at a light on Hamilton Road. I happened to look over, and recognized the younger brother of one of my non-biker high school boyfriends. I circled around, and went to speak to him. David was on his way home from playing basketball. He was a little cutie the last time I saw him nine years ago, and was looking really good now. I asked him if he wanted a ride, and his face lit up. Before we were two blocks into the ride, I felt his dick hard in my lower back - which sent a message to my pussy. Gus, Big Gun and other guys had said there is something about feeling titties in their back, and that was why they liked to give girls rides. San Fran told me that as well, but also that girls are willing to do almost anything for a good ride.

I had passing questions if guys were the same way, but it was rare to find a guy who wanted a girl to give him a ride to test my theory. Since David jumped at the chance, I wondered what else he might jump at. I stopped for gas, and sure enough he was hard; his mesh shorts did a poor job of concealing him. He tried to stand so that I couldn't see it, which I thought was cute. I asked if he had to get right home, and he said he didn't, so rode him out to Bicentennial Park. We walked to a bench.

"Where's your brother now?"

"He is working for a law firm in Chicago."

"And what are you doing now?"

I just graduated college and got hired on as a trainer at the Y. In a few years I'm going to get my master's in Sports Medicine."

I couldn't believe how this little boy had grown up. "You know I never found out how my kissing tips worked for you," I winked.

He literally blushed, "They worked pretty good. Dawn and I went together for about three weeks, and spent a lot of time kissing."

"Good, glad I could help."

"In fact, girls I date now even comment on how good I kiss."

"Is that right," I turn his face to mine and kiss him. After his shock wears off, he kisses back. His lips were even softer than they looked. As the kiss was ending, he sucks my bottom lip. "I didn't teach you that," I smiled.

"Well, I started improvising."

"You ready to head home?"

The disappointment was clear on his face. "If you are."

Riding home, I felt his dick again. Then I felt his hands creep up to my girlfriends. His touch was so timid, I liked it and let his hands stay there. We got to his apartment, and I asked him for a drink. His face lit up again. This kid was seriously taken with me. "You know, you could have made us have a bad accident, distracting me like that."

"Huh?"

"You can't distract a rider like that."

"I'm sorry, I just . . . just, uh – I um-just wanted to touch them."

"I didn't ask you to explain, did I?"

"No," he unlocks the door and we go inside.

Besides, I wasn't talking about your hands," I sat down. "I was talking about that," I pointed to his crotch. He blushed, and tried to make an excuse to leave the room. "Hold on, now. Let me see it."

"Huh?"

"It poked me in the back all day, let me see it."

"Shaunice, I don't . . ."

"Would you like me to come give you a ride on my new bike next week?"

"Yeah!"

I leaned forward, "Would you like another kiss before I leave?"

He swallowed, "Yes."

"Then, let me see your dick, David." He stood there for a minute, then pulled down the front of his shorts. The hem of his shirt poked out, and he slowly lifted it. I contained most of my surprise at his size. He was only 5'10", but was about as big as some 6'2" guys I had been with. Not only was I pleased by that, but also by his willingness to do what I said. "Nice," I said not letting him know I was impressed. He dropped his shirt back down. "No, take it off." He looked at me, then lifted the shirt over his head. "Shorts too," I treid to look in his eyes, but he wouldn't look at me. David was certainly not a little boy anymore. He wasn't ripped, but his chest and arms were nicely toned. "Can you get me some more water?" He came and got my glass, then I watched his ass as he walked to the kitchen. I had to bite my finger; it looked so good. He came back around the corner, still pointing straight out - but he was dripping now. "Did you stroke yourself in there?"

"No."

"Don't lie to me, if you want to see me again."

"Just a couple of times."

I took the glass from him, and set it on the floor beside me, "Turn around." When he did, I swatted his ass twice - hard. His grunts were sexy. "You gonna lie to me again?"

"No."

I felt my pussy getting wet. "No, what?"

"No, ma'am."

"Good boy! Now, you said something about wanting to touch my girlfriends?" I said opening my shirt.

"Yes."

"Turn around."

His eyes bugged and mouth dropped open.

"You can't touch them yet, but you can see," I pulled down my bra. His dick jerked, and dripped more precum. I put my bra back up, "Well, its getting late. I need to go," I got up.

"Uh . . . are you hungry or anything? I can fix you something to eat."

"No, I'm not hungry. But I think I do want you to taste something," I stopped at his door.

"Okay."

I took off my pants and wet panties, and I sat with my legs open to rub my clit. "Have you eaten pussy before, Davie?"

His eyes were bulging, "With a couple of my girlfriends."

"I want you to eat mine."

He was on his knees before the sentence was fully out of my mouth. His face was between my legs before I could get my hand out of the way. I had showered that morning, but had spent all day riding. My scent had a little tang to it, but he didn't seem to mind at all. A few times I had to urge him to slow down the way he was going at my clit. He would go nice and slow for a while, which would start me on an orgasm, then he would get too hard, which pushed it back. Eventually I held his face and moved my pussy to get his tongue to hit the right spots. I pulled his head to get his tongue deep into me, and his nose rubbed my clit. The dual stimulation sent me over the edge.

When my orgasm was done, and he sat back, I saw my creamy cum all over his face - from his eyebrows to his chin. I wish I had brought a camera.

His dick was visibly throbbing. "Stroke it."

"Yes ma'am."

After just two pumps, he shot streams of cum. "You better get that under control if you ever hope to get in here," I said spreading my pussy. I need more than just two good thrusts, you hear me?

"Yes, ma'am," he lowered his head.

"Now stay right there until I get back."

I went to his bathroom, cleaned myself off for the ride home, and then came back in the room. He was still where I left him, and my cum was drying on his face. "Give me your phone number, cell phone, and email address. I'll call you if I want to see you again."

He got up to get a business card, and then wrote on the back.

I watched his ass jiggle and his still hard dick bounce. I knew I was going to see him again.

Wild Ride Ch. 02



Kelly, Janiqué, and I rode through Columbus for a while to christen my new bike. It's hot pink paint job got a lot of attention. Usually it doesn't matter which one of is up front at any given time when we ride together, but this time they insisted I stay in the lead. After a while, we stopped for some food.

Kelly and Janiqué sat across from me in the booth. As we talked I noticed Janiqué's hand made its way under the table, and Kelly start squirming. After the waiter took our drink orders, I said, "I left it alone, but you have got to tell me what's going on with you two."

Kelly laughed as she got up, "I need to wash my hands."

"Well?" I looked at Janiqué.

"She's cool people."

"I know that; but how cool?"

"Real cool," she smiled.

"Did you two hook up that night at the bar?"

"We just talked after you left. It was similar to how it goes when a guy is trying to kick game to me, but it was different."

"Because Janiqué ain't a guy."

"It was interesting, funny, and weird all at the same time."

"I bet. What happened when you left?"

Kelly waited until the waiter set our drinks down, took our order for appetizers, and left the table, "Nothing, we both went home; I went to bed. I couldn't sleep though, and ended up calling her," she laughed. "Said she was just thinking about me. We talked for a minute, then she came over, and we had a great night."

"We're you ready for that?"

"That's what I was asking myself before I called her. She even asked me that a few times. But we really didn't do anything then either – well, I take that back," she smiled.

"I was about to remind you that you told me that you kissed."

She nodded, "I mean we didn't get all down and dirty that night. We kissed each other; touched a little. I was scared as shit - but you know what, I just decided to give it a try. I mean, why not? I'm not seeing anybody right now. I'm not swearing off men by seeing her. She's a nice person, and is kinda sexy. There was nothing wrong with trying it, was there?"

"You have to square that with you," I laughed.

"You and I had joked about if we were lesbians, and I can honestly say I never thought about another woman like that. But Kelly is just-"

"The finest woman you ever laid eyes on?" Kelly came back to the table.

"Just gonna put words in my mouth, huh?"

Kelly sat down, "That's not all I've been putting in your mouth lately."

"Okay," I threw my hands up. "That's more than I need to know."

"Oh girl, don't act like that."

"Ain't nothing wrong with letting your freak go now and then."

"So you two were just getting your freak on?"

Kelly looked at Janiqué. "I guess that remains to be seen," Janiqué looked back.

"Yes it does," Kelly licked her lips.

"Y'all about to make the ice in my drink melt."

The waiter brought our sampler to the table. We picked at it as we went on talking.

"What's going on with you and your young sub?" Kelly raised her eyebrow.

"It's been a week; have you called him yet?"

"No, I haven't," I smiled.

"You know he's waiting by the phone."

"Naked," Kelly gave a hi-five to Janiqué.

"Is this wrong? I mean he's 6 years younger than me, and he's an ex boyfriend's little brother."

"How you gonna tell me that I have to square being with Kelly for myself, but ask for advice about you and David?"

"Okay, okay – you got me."

Kelly slid her arm around Janiqué, "You liked the power you had over him, didn't you?

"Very much."

"And he seemed to enjoy himself, right?"

I laughed, remembering David cum in my hand, "I'm pretty sure he did."

"And he is of legal age, right?" Janiqué added.

"Yeah."

"Then call that boy!"

I did want to see him again. "Y'all hungry for more than this?" I asked getting my cell phone. He answered on the first ring. "Are you busy? Got any food in the house? My girls and I are hungry. Spaghetti, huh? How long will that take? Three of us," I got up from the table to make a special request. When I came back, Kelly and Janiqué were laughing about something. "Y'all ready to go?"

"Is he cooking for us? Because I can get Chef Boyardee at home."

"It'll be ready in about 2 hours; he's got to run to Kroger. We can ride for a little bit more before heading over."

"Let's go to my place and get your car, Niqué," Kelly got up. "I feel like drinking a little."

"Awww, that's cute," I teased. "You gave her a nickname."

We took the long way to Kelly's, getting occassional honks and waves from some of the drivers we passed. People love to see women on bikes. Janiqué left her bike at Kelly's, then they followed me to my house. We stopped by a drive-thru on our way to David's. He opened the door in just an apron, as I had requested. Janiqué and Kelly looked him up and down as I introduced them, noticing David rise. I sent him to the kitchen to pour the wine, and their mouths dropped when they saw his bare ass. The string of the apron hung down between his full cheeks, as if he wore a thong.

"Should I have brought my strap-on?" Kelly asked.

"You have a strap-on?" I looked at her.

"And she knows how to use it," Janiqué added.

I sat down, " I may have to get some details after all."

Kelly sat down, and Janiqué bent over in front of his CD collection. "Nice taste in music. You can tell a lot about a person by what they listen to. He's open-minded."

"You needed to look at his CDs to tell that?"

"He's got some Rap, R&B, Rock-N-Roll, Jazz."

David brought three glasses of wine back. "Did you stroke while you were in there?"

"No ma'am."

"Let me see." He hesitated a second, then lifted the apron. He was hard, but dry. "Good boy. How much longer before its ready?"

"Just waiting on the garlic bread."

"Okay, go set the table."

"Yes ma'am."

"Damn, I wanna be like you," Janiqué said when he left the room. "Showing up at his house, giving him orders."

"And he's doing what she says!"

"And that dick? Damn! You were reluctant to call him, why?

I shook my head, "I don't know anymore." He called us in for dinner. After we sat, he served each of us, then sat down. "Excuse me, but are aprons for eating or cooking?"

"Cooking," he said, standing up to remove the apron.

He had lost some stiffness, but Janiqué and Kelly still took good looks. "Why don't you keep standing," I said when he started to sit down. "My friends like the view."

"Yes ma'am," he scooted his chair out.

As we ate, I struck up a casual conversation about movies that were out, which led to other general topics. David tried to jump in a couple of times, but I ignored him. Janiqué and Kelly picked up on what I was doing, and ignored him as well – except when we wanted more wine or food. It was turning me on to see him exposed in front of my girls, and to see them enjoying it. Whenever he walked away, the three of us nearly drooled.

After dinner he took our plates, and I told him to wash the dishes before joining us in the living room. Janiqué went into the bathroom. "What do you think?" I asked as Kelly and I settled in his living room.

"I think that you could have some real fun," Janiqué laid back on his couch.

"I bet he's in love with you."

"Probably has been since I gave him his first french kiss when he was in middle school."

"What?" she leaned forward.

"I told you I used to date his older brother."

"Yeah, but you left that kissing part out."

I laughed, "He had a crush on a girl at his school, so I told him how to talk to her. It turns out she liked him too, and they started going together. But he didn't know what to do next – so I taught him how to french."

"You are a true mess!"

Janiqué came into the living room, "Girls, I'm wet. His ass is so sexy, his dick is bigger than I thought it would be, and he's so . . . submissive. So far he hasn't refused to do anything."

"What are his limits?"

"We haven't talked about that yet. Why?"

Kelly kicked off her shoes, "My feet hurt."

I smiled. "Boy, aren't you done yet?"

"Almost ma'am."

"Finish later, you are taking too long."

"Sorry ma'am," he came into the room, and his dick was limp.

"C'mere." He stood in front of me, and I turned him around. "Be faster next time!" I smacked his ass with each syllable."

"Yes ma'am!"

"Now, Kelly's feet hurt."

He looked back at me, then at Kelly – who wiggled her toes at him. "I think you should wash them first."

David went back to the kitchen, and came back with a dishpan of water - and swelling dick. He went upstairs, then came back downstairs with soap, a towel, and baby oil. He got down on both knees, and washed one foot then the other. His ass shifted back and forth as he worked. We kept a casual conversation going, but we paid close attention to the sight before us. David then coated his hands in baby oil, and massaged each of Kelly's feet - bringing a smile to her face. I got so turned on seeing him be subservient. Kelly even moaned a couple of times as he paid attention to each toe.

When Janiqué heard her moan a third time, she went over to kiss Kelly on the lips. That was unexpected, and very arousing. It wasn't a hungry kiss. It was soft, and grew deeper. Kelly put her arm around Janiqué, and returned the kiss. I think seeing their passion for each other is what got me. To see my girl since 10th grade, just go over and willingly kiss another girl like that? I slid my pants and damp panties off.

When David was done with Kelly's feet, I called him over to give my pussy some tongue attention. By the time he got to me, Janiqué had straddled Kelly's lap and opened her shirt. She was grabbing Kelly's titties through her bra as they continued to kiss. I merely opened my legs for David, and he knew exactly what to do. He was better this time. He didn't attack my pussy like before; he started off kissing it – which drove me crazy. "Lick it," I moaned to him, and he did so on cue. I opened my shirt and lifted my bra cups to play with my nipples.

I looked over, and Janiqué had taken her top and bra off, but was still massaging Kelly's titties through her bra. "Take that shit off," I laughed.

Janiqué looked over her shoulder at me, "You want to see her nipples?"

"I want to see you suck them," I said as David hit a spot without my guidance. "You've been practicing," I patted his head.

He leaned up, "Just committed the last time to memory, in case you came back."

"Shut up and eat," I pushed his face back down.

By now Kelly's titties were out, and Janiqué was bent over licking them. That sight, and David's tongue, pushed me right to the edge. I had seen Janiqué naked before. She looked good, but Kelly was really sexy – 5'4" / 150lbs, a curly fade, and complexion medium-brown like mine. She reminded me of a slimmer version of the actress who played Andell on The Parkers.

Janiqué straightened up to kiss her. Seeing their nipples, lips, then tongues touch brought on my orgasm. I clamped my legs around David's head, and he was at my trembling mercy. I grabbed his head, and grinded my pussy all over his face until the last rumbles left me. When I let go, his face was once again a canvas for my creamy artwork.

Kelly shifted to put Janiqué on the couch, then she knelt on the floor. She pulled Janiqué's pants and visibly wet panties off, then called David over. He looked at me, and I nodded – wondering what she was going to do.

"If you can make my girl cum like you just did Shaunice, I'll give her a present to give to you next time?"

"Next time?" I asked.

"Your girl?" Janiqué asked.

"Deal?"

David wiped his face off on the towel, then moved between Janiqué's legs.

Kelly sat beside Janiqué and opened her lips.

"If she don't cum, I'm gonna whoop that ass for real," I informed.

"Shut up, he might like that too much," Kelly laughed.

David began to kiss her pussy like he did mine, but it didn't look to move her like it did me. Then I heard him sucking, and she started to respond. Kelly let go of Janiqué's lips, and leaned to whisper in her ear. Whatever Kelly said got a big moan out of Janiqué. Kelly started pinching her nipples, as David kept eating. Janiqué's responses got louder and louder.

"Yeah, I like my girl nasty like this," I began to hear Kelly saying. "I don't like when you hold back and try to be all quiet. Ain't nothing wrong with letting your freak out, so let it go – you hear me? Let your freak go!"

Janiqué's body began to move like she had something inside her trying to get out.

"Yeah, you like that, right?"

"Uh huh."

"I can't hear you," Kelly pinched her nipple hard.

Janiqué grabbed David's head, "Yes!"

"That's right, say that shit like you mean it."

"I like it!"

"I know you do. Say it again!"

"I like it!" she got louder.

"What's that little bitch doing to you?"

"Eating my pussy," she moaned.

Kelly pinched both her nipples, "What?"

"Eating my pussy!"

"Yeah."

What David was really doing was holding his head still with his tongue out, as Janiqué attacked his face with her pussy. I really enjoyed sitting back watching, but decided to go over and join the fun. I grabbed his neck, and pushed his face in deeper. Janiqué's scream echoed off the walls.

"Cum on this slut," I told her. I said it again, then Kelly joined me the third time I said it. By the fourth time we had a chant going.

Janiqué's mouth kept moving from the scream, but the sound stopped. Her body was trembling for a minute, then all of a sudden she bucked and David was knocked back.

Kelly quickly put three fingers in Janiqué's pussy, and cupped her palm over her clit as she convulsed through her orgasm. "I got you, just let it all out!" she worked her hand fast.

I couldn't take my eyes off them. Janiqué clamped her legs on Kelly's hand, and I could actually see the waves of her orgasms roll through her body. The waves spaced out, and eventually subsided.

When she was done, I looked over at David who was sitting up with his hands cupped over his nose. "Are you okay?" He moved his hands and his nose was bleeding a little. "Damn! Is it broke?"

"I don't tink so."

I suppressed a laugh at how he sounded, and got the towel to hold it to his nose as I tilted his head back. "Can't take y'all nowhere!" I looked at Janiqué and Kelly.

"It was your fault. Nobody asked you to push his face in there like that," Kelly laughed. "You know that's a sensitive area."

"Sensitive, yes; volatile, no! We need to put a caution sign down there! Beware of eruptions!" I laughed.

"Fuck you," Janiqué said through heavy breaths.

"Is he okay?" Kelly asked after she stopped laughing.

I moved the towel, and the bleeding had stopped. "I think so."

"Good, we wouldn't want to break your boy-toy before you finish breaking him in."

While laughing at Kelly's comment, I noticed he was still rock hard. "Well damn, a little pain didn't turn you off at all."

Kelly looked, "That just means pain ain't no threat to him, he would like it too much."

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine."

I grabbed his dick, for the first time, and stroked it. "Here, let me reward you for being such a trooper." I leaned over to suck him, and Kelly stopped me.

"Let me get this for you, it was my girl who knocked the shit out of him."

"Your girl?" Janiqué asked from the couch, rubbing her pussy.

Kelly had him lay flat on the floor as she started by rubbing his nuts. When she leaned over and took his dick in her mouth, I saw her moving two fingers to his ass. He must have felt it too, because his legs spread wider and wider apart. Kelly pointed to the baby oil, and then to his ass. I got the hint, and poured some oil between his cheeks. Kelly lifted her head to say, "Bend your knees, bitch," and as soon as he did, her two fingers disappeared in his hole. She started sucking again, and he started moaning. Kelly began sucking and pumping her fingers in rhythm, and David's eyes rolled up in his head. 

"He really likes that!"

Kelly stopped pumping her hand, and twisted her hand at the base of his dick. David started squirming beneath her grasp. She started pumping her hand again, and David cried out as he came. 

Kelly moved her head, and he shot streams of cum all over his chest. She slid her fingers out when he was spent, "I like pussy more than dick, so don't expect that to happen again anytime soon."

David shook his head, and said "thank you, ma'am."

Janiqué pulled herself off the couch and went to clean up. Kelly wiped her hand on the towel, then put her bra back on. I sat there looking at David, trying to get my mind fully around what just happened – and what could possibly happen. "You did real good tonight."

"Thank you, ma'am," he smiled.

I got up, wiped my pussy on a dry spot of the towel, and put my clothes back on, "Do you want to do this again?"

"If you let me."

I shook my head, "Be sure about what you are saying." Janiqué came out of the bathroom, and put her clothes on. "I'm gonna call you in a day or two, so you think about it until then."

"Yes ma'am."

We left David sitting in his living room – naked, cummy, and a little bloody.

"That boy is putty in your hands," Kelly said as she drove off.

"I know."



Wild Ride Ch. 03



I saw Camille at a downtown, street festival; and it took some time before I gathered my nerve to talk to her. She had fair skin, and thick black hair. She had on a t-shirt under short overalls, so it was hard to tell what size her chest was. She was with some friends of her, which presented another obstacle. I walked to the festival with some co-workers. When she broke from her crew to get some napkins, I struck up a conversation with her.

From there we spent a couple of nights on the phone. In reality I wanted to call Shaunice, but I was really scared to. I liked giving control to her, for periods of time. I didn't know that I could give control of my life to her. Honestly, talking to Camille was kind of an escape. She was smart, she was funny, and she was sexy.

I picked her up for our first date, and we went to what laughingly passes as a seafood restaurant in the Midwest. I had told Camille the no one has better seafood than the Chesapeake area, and she swore to me Joe's Crab Shack came close. Needless to say, she was so wrong. But I enjoyed being across from her. She had on a white mini-skirt, and a black halter-top. We laughed because I had on white shorts, and a black short-sleeve shirt.

After dinner, we went to take a walk along the riverfront. About a half hour into the walk, we were holding hands. We stopped by a fountain. The sound of the water, the warmth of the night, and the lights of the city provided a great circumstance for me to pull Camille into my arms and kiss her. It was a lip kiss at first, then she put her arms around me and we opened our mouths to let our tongues play. I didn't think Shaunice would ever let me kiss her like that.

We sat on the side of the fountain, and she put her legs across my lap. I noticed she had some hair on her legs, but that didn't bother me - it was less than was on mine at least. I ran my hand along her legs as we talked and kissed some more. My hand would go down to her ankle, and then up a little higher each time. She stopped kissing me when I got to her upper thigh and commented that I'm must be freaky.

"I like going with the flow," I smiled.

She looked around. "What if the flow goes like this," she slipped the top under her nipple.

I was struck for a second, then leaned over and gave it a suck. Her areola was dark brown, and broad, and her nipple sat perfectly on her double-b cup titty. She sighed, and pulled her top back up. We kissed, and talked some more - except now there was a lot of sexual innuendo. I think we sat there as long as we did because we were both waiting for the other to initiate our leaving. Once that dawned on me that I needed to take the lead, I slid her legs off and got up.

"Wow, is that for me?" she said looking at the bulge in my pants.

I reached into my pocket, "Yeah it's my keys," I held them up.

She laughed, "It better not be!"

"Need to frisk me?"

She let her hand graze my dick as she stood up. When got to the car, and I pulled off, Camille asked what I would think of her if she took off her top. "Would you think I'm a ho? A slut?"

"I wouldn't know what to think," I laughed. "I wouldn't guess that you're a ho or a slut from having spent this little time with you."

"I let you suck my nipple in public, now I'm talking about riding to your place topless, and you don't think I'm a ho?"

I cleared my throat and adjusted my pants to buy some time. "I mean, men have big sexual appetites, why can't women? If I had let you suck my nipple in public, would you think I'm a ho?"

She laughed.

"For real, you need to do what makes you happy - around the right people, of course."

"You would respect me, still?"

I looked at her, "Trust me, seeing you topless would not erase my respect for what I've gotten to know of you so far."

She slid over and started unbuttoning my shirt, "You sure about that?"

"Uh huh."

She slid her hand inside my shirt, and palmed my peck, "What about the fact that I'm letting you take me back to your place, on the first date?"

"Nope."

She leaned over more to nibble on my ear as her hand moved to my other peck, "What about if I end up in your bed?"

"Hell no!"

She laughed as she sat back in her seat. "I like you."

"I'm glad," I made the final few turns to my place. "Let me ask you; how will you feel about yourself if you end up in my bed? You don't think that will decrease the chances of us building a long relationship if that happens on the first date?"

"I've accepted that there are times when I need to give in to what my body needs, within reason."

"Oh, there are unreasonable things your body wants?"

She laughed, "Now is too soon for you to know that."

I parked the car, and we went inside. I brought a glass of wine to her, and had a flash memory of when I brought drinks to Shaunice. I hid my smile from Camille, so she wouldn't ask me what it was about. We sat on the couch, and made out - kissing touching, exploring - for about 20 minutes, before I stood up and led her to my bedroom.

Camille's clothes were off first, and she laid back on my bed. As I undressed, I was so glad I thought to clean up before I left for the date. I didn't want to assume that she would have come home with me, but she certainly wouldn't be stretched out like she was if she knew the normal condition of my room.

She smiled when I stood up from taking off my boxer-briefs. I worked out fairly often; but I didn't have a six-pack, and a chiseled chest, or any of the other elements of Tyson Beckford, or Tyrese. As much as I would like to exaggerate, I can't even say I was swinging 10 inches - I was more like 8 or 8½, to be truthful. Whatever she was smiling at, I was glad she liked what she saw. Then again, Shaunice found me appealing, so I really shouldn't have been worried.

I got on the bed with Camille, and our mouths were all over each other. She rolled up to her side, and reached down to squeeze my dick. I leaned over to suck her nipples; I opened my mouth to put my lips around the circumference of her areola, then used my tongue to flick her nipple. She moaned and used my precum as lube to pump my dick. I rolled her back, and made my way down between her legs.

"You won't think I'm a ho for going down on you on the first date, will you?"

"Hell no," she moaned.

"You'll still respect me in the morning?"

"Who said I respect you now," she said, grabbing my head and pulling it into her drenched pussy.

My guess was that she was making a joke, but that disregard for me reminded me of when I went down on Shaunice - and turned me on more. I licked and kissed Camille's pussy like Shaunice showed me, and her moans told me just how much she liked it. I was on my knees, and could feel that my asshole was exposed - wondering what Shanuice would do. Just then, I felt Camille's toes on my dick. I ate her more intensely as she gathered my precum on her feet, and used them to stroke my dick. I didn't want to cum first, so I worked hard to make her cum.

She squealed through her orgasm, and took her feet away from my dick. I sat back to let her catch her breath, and then started wiping her cum from my face.

"Leave your face alone, and come here," she panted. She let her legs fall open wider, and I got over top of her. She pulled my face to her nose and took a deep breath. "I love my scent on a man's face," she kissed my lips, then sniffed around my mouth. "It's just so damn erotic," she smelled some more.

It was a little strange to have a woman smelling my face, but the fact that she was so enamored with her own scent was erotic. As she inhaled, I pressed my dick against her clit, and stroked it like a bow across violin strings.

"Oh damn, baby! Yes!"

"You like that, huh?"

"Hell yes! But I want it inside!"

"You want it now? Or right now?" I kept strumming.

"Right now!"

"Right this minute? Or immediately?"

"David!" she laughed, "if you don't fuck me right this minute, I'm gonna bite your dick off!"

"Oh damn! It's like that?" I pushed into her.

"Yes! Its like that!"

"You violent mutha fucker, you!"

"You don't want to mess with me when my body is raging like this!"

I pumped hard into her, "No ma'am!"

It felt good to take a dominant role for a minute; but I noticed that as soon as Camille exerted some force, I was right back to being obedient to what she said. The difference was that with Camille, I wanted to do what she said - after all, I was going to get pleasure out of feeling her pussy around my dick. But with Shaunice, it didn't matter if I was going to get that kind of pleasure or not - I felt compelled to do whatever she said. Quite frankly, I couldn't refuse Shaunice, whereas I could refuse Camille. With Shaunice, my pleasure came from being obedient to her.

My dick seemed to get harder in thinking about Shaunice, and Camille's moans got louder. If I accepted Shaunice's offer, I would probably never have her under me like Camille was now, so I started thrusting into Camille like wouldn't get to thrust into Shaunice. I pulled her leg up to my shoulder, and sat back to take her toes in my mouth.

"DAVID!!!!" Camille came.

I stopped thrusting, "I found something else you like, huh?"

"What the fuck are you doing to me?"

I sucked on her big toe as I started thrusting again, "Trying to earn your respect."

"You got it, baby!" She grabbed her other leg and pulled it back, "You got all of it!" This position allowed me to go an inch or two deeper, and Camille started screaming. She had another orgasm, and then moved so that I slid out of her. I sat back, and she laid on her stomach to put her face at my dick. It was covered with her cream, and she took a deep breath. Then she licked it, and smiled at me. "You think I'm nasty, don't you?"

"Vanity 6 was singing about you, baby."

"That is one of my favorite songs, next to Darlin' Nikki," she smiled, then sucked my dick.

I shifted so that my legs were out from under me, and Camille was laying between them as she sucked. Her body looked so sexy; the way her shoulders angled down to her waist, and her ass sat on top of her thighs. I was lost in my thoughts when I felt the first twinge of my impending cum. Camille felt my body jerk, and shifted to get on the floor. I managed to scoot to the edge, as she got to her knees.

The movement brought me back from the edge a little, but it didn't take long for me to feel the warning signs again. Camille was looking up at me from time to time as she licked, kissed and sucked my dick with a passion. Soon my muscles locked, and my head fell back.

"Give it to me, baby!" she took my dick from her mouth and jerked it.

I looked down just in time to see my cum shoot out onto her chest and chin. She kept pumping, and directing my cum to her titties and chest.

"Looks like I found something you like too," she smiled.

I laid back as she kept stroking my dick, "Yes you did."

"Oh, and going back to that comment you made about this growing into something long-term; you're not worried about that now, are you?"

I leaned up on my elbows, "No, but I didn't know what your expectations were."

"I just want to keep things casual, for now - if that's all right."

"That's fine."

¢JANIQUÉ & KELLY "Hi, baby," Kelly smiled at me when she came into the kitchen. We had gone out to the movies, and came back to her place. Then after a few drinks, we spent a couple of hours in her bed. I woke up, slid from her arms and slipped on the silk robe I kept there to go get something to drink.

"You know, I'm still not used to being called that."

She pressed her body behind mine and kissed my neck, "No one's called you 'baby' before?"

"No other woman, and definitely no woman I've been intimate with."

"I'm the first on a lot of things with you," she went to her stereo. "But will I be your last?"

When I turned from the refrigerator, I saw her walking away in a nightie. I sat on her couch, "Depends on how good you treat me."

Angie Stone flowed from her speakers, and she sat on the couch with me. "I'm serious, Nique."

"About what?"

"I'm not saying I'm in love with you, and want us to run off to Massachusetts to get married, but I do like you - a lot. I also know that for you, this is pretty much exploration of something new."

"Yes, that's how it started. But, quite honestly, I like being with you. You make me feel special. I never really thought about having this feeling from a woman, but maybe it doesn't matter who it comes from - or maybe it does. I don't know - I just like it."

"I'm glad," she said putting her hand on my knee.

"I didn't mean to wake you up when I got out of bed."

She got up and pulled me up to dance with her, "Well, it's your fault I can notice when you are gone, even in my sleep." The song changed to one by Maxwell and Sweetback, as Kelly pushed my robe off my shoulders. She spun me around to the pace of the song, then held me to her.

I slid my hands up her thighs, and under her top. She stepped back and let me lift it over her head. I kissed both of her nipples, then she pulled me close to dance again. "So tell me, how did this start for you? Did you know you had feelings for me, or my booty just turned you on."

She laughed and patted my ass, "A little of both."

"Really?"

"Is that surprising?"

"A little."

"Lesbians can't be complex? We can't experience physical and emotional attraction at the same time?"

"I don't know; you're the first one I've been with like this. You tell me."

"What do you know about me so far?"

"Actually, I know that you are one of the coolest, sweetest, most caring women I've met. In some ways, being with you is no different from being with anyone else I care about. But then in others," I laid a kiss on her, "It's a lot different."

"Thank you," Kelly smiled.

"Do you think we are through with the freaky portion of our relationship?"

"What do you mean?"

"At times, as the emotions for a person gets stronger, the freakiness of a relationship trails off."

"Well, hopefully that won't happen - I enjoy the emotional side of you," she kissed me, "and the freaky side of you," she kissed me again.

"Is that right?" I went to kitchen and got a bottle of honey as the music changed to a song by India.Arie. "You like my freaky side?" I poured some on her left nipple, and sucked it off. "I like my freaky side too," I poured some on her right nipple, and sucked it off. I guided her to lay back on the couch, and poured a trail of honey up her left leg. I took my time spreading it out with my tongue, then licking it off.

"You make me feel good too," she moaned.

I poured a trail up her right leg, and gave it the same treatment. When it was gone, I pulled her hips closer to the edge of the couch. I dripped some honey over her pussy, and took my time licking it off. I moved the tip of my tongue up one of her lips, and down the other - tasting her and the honey. I dripped some honey on my tongue and pushed my tongue inside her, moving it around to mix it with her juice. She moved her hips and grabbed my head as she moaned my name.

I lifted my head, "Pretty good for a beginner, huh?"

"You aint' no damn beginner no more," she laughed.

I poured a little more honey on her clit, then licked it off. Her whole body started moving and she called my name again. I poured a little more on, and sucked it off. Kelly pressed her legs to my head as she came. I held her clit between my lips until she calmed down.

"Not a beginner at all," she ran her fingers through my hair.

"I'm just doin' what I can," I smiled.

She got up, took my hand, and led me back to the bedroom. I sat on the bed, while she went into her toy box. "I bought something for you the other day," she stood up with a strapon.

"That's for me?"

"Uh huh; I figured if David was going to get one, you should have one too," she fastened it on.

"My favorite color even," I said at it being purple.

"I know what you like."

I opened my legs, "Prove it."

She bent over to plant a kiss on my clit, before leaning up to slide inside me. The strapon didn't feel like a real dick, but having Kelly close to me was all I needed. After the whirlwind of lust to this point, it was nice to feel her make love to me. I slid my hands along her back and her ass, as she moved inside me. She turned my face to hers and kissed me deeply.

"You make me feel so damn good," I said when she moved her lips from mine to my neck.

"I like making you feel good." She worked her hips, and put her lips to my ear, "I like hearing you moan." She leaned back, "I like seeing the faces you make as your body gives into me." She grabbed both my breasts and squeezed, "And I like the making you cum."

I exploded, almost on cue.

Kelly pulled out, and took off the strapon. She watched my body, then got on the bed to cross her legs with mine. She touched her pussy to mine, and drew it away a few times, then she pressed it to mine and left it there. I rolled to my side, so that she was on her back, and began moving my pussy on hers.

"Mmmmmm, baby, that feels good," she moaned.

"I'm return your favor, sweetheart. I like to hear you moan too, y'know?" I had grinded on dick before; and truth be told, there were only a few differences. There wasn't a dick, obviously, which brought about a different set of sensations. My hip movements were the same; but on those times that our clits rubbed, it was like a spark of electricity. Part of me wanted to stay on her clit, but part of me wanted to make love back to her - and that's what I did. Kelly had been the aggressor on everything we've done to this point, now I was letting her lay back while I took the lead.

"Oh yes, grind this pussy," she hissed as I adjusted my rhythm to her breathing patterns.

I felt a rush of aggression, and got to my knees so that she was bent at her waist. At that new angle, I had perfect control of how I grinded on her. She looked up at me with surprise and lust on her face - but before she could say anything, I leaned over and drove my tongue into her mouth. As she sucked my tongue and lips, she grabbed my ass and came. I could feel her pussy lips grabbing at mine. I leaned up, and used her bent leg as leverage to intensify her orgasm. My intention was to tease her like men had teased me; but when my orgasm caught me off guard, I had to pull my pussy from hers to hold it off.

When I felt in control again, I resumed my grinding. Kelly looked at me, then smiled and put her foot in my face. I didn't pay it any mind, and moved my face to keep grinding. A few moments later, she put her foot in my face again. This time I kissed it, and she bit her lip as her eyes rolled in her head. I kept grinding, and she playfully put her toes on my lips. She moved them around my mouth, before I opened up for her to put them in. I ran my tongue around and between her toes. Kelly began saying my name and grabbed my hands. I grinded and sucked for a minute, but when my orgasm got too intense, my back arched and her foot came out.

"I hope you like that," I cuddled in her arms.

"I loved it," she kissed my forehead. "But I don't want you to think you have to become more aggressive from now on."

I looked at her, "Did you like it or not?"

"I did - but I want you to let me lead you through your journey, okay? I want to take care of you."

I've never felt so safe with anyone on my life; I pulled Kelly to me as close as I could get her.

SHAUNICE & DAVID

"Hello?"

It's me." 



Wild Ride Ch. 04



I hear Shaunice's 650 pull up in front of my apartment. I'm in my second set of pull-ups when she comes in. If my blood hadn't been flowing to other areas of my body, I'm sure I would have gotten erect as she came to the door. No matter what she wears, this woman turns me on. Today she has on a zipper-front, short sleeve shirt, with her jeans. As she comes through the door, she pulls the zipper down to reveal her cleavage. Not finished with the set, I drop down and grab my towel to greet her. She likes when I stand with my head slightly bowed, "Hello, ma'am."

She tilts her head and just looks at me from head to toe. I have on quarter socks, workout gloves, and athletic shorts.

After a few moments I look pass without her saying anything, "Something wrong?"

"No, not at all." As I give her a kiss, she fondles my dick, "You know I don't like him limp."

"Blame the workout."

She keeps up the fondling, and pinches my nipple. I'm hard in 3 seconds flat. "That's better," she backs me away. "Are you finished your workout?"

"I'm on that last set."

"Well, finish so we can go."

I get my mind off her enough to go back to my workout. On my third chin-up rep, Shaunice unzips her shirt farther and comes over to position herself so that my erection glides up and down her cleavage as I continue.

"You better not lose it, or let go," she says after I let out a groan. Around my 8th rep she puts her hands against my thighs so they slide under my shorts when I lower myself. Her fingertips graze my nuts and dick on each rep, "That's right, hold it back." When I get to 10, she tells me to give her two more as she moves behind me. I do two more reps, and feel my shorts being pulled down and off, as she says, "Stay up there."

The doorway I was doing the pull-ups in is directly across from the front door, which is open. Not only am I exposed to Shaunice, but Janiqué and Kelly could see from where they are sitting on their bikes – and I guess to anyone else who happens to look in as they go by.

She reaches around and runs her hands down from my shoulders, across my chest, past my hard dick, around my thighs, then up the back of my thighs, and stops at my ass. "Did you work this out as well," she asks right before smacking it once.

"No ma'am. I left it alone, as you instructed."

"Up," she smacks it again. I pull up, then she smacks it again, "Down," and I lower myself. "Up," she smacks, then spreads my legs so that my feet were touching the sides of the doorway and tells me to hold them there. She opens my cheeks, "Mmmm, sweaty balls," she moans as she runs her tongue from my nuts to my asshole.

"Oh shit!" I gasp, drawing Kelly and Janiqué's attention.

"You better not shoot!" Shaunice smacks my ass again, before pushing her finger into my asshole.

I saw Kelly and Janiqué give each other a pound, then laugh. Kelly blows her horn for Shaunice to hurry up. Shaunice stands up and removes her finger, "Down," she smacks. "Get dressed, it's time to go," she rinses her hands off in the kitchen sink.

"I'll be right down," I said grabbing on my shorts.

"Wait, come here first." She grabs my erection, "I want you to put on your spandex shorts, without anything overtop of them or underneath them – let everyone see what a fine piece of ass I got."

"Yes ma'am."

She notices that I'm leaking precum, "First we gotta dry this up though." She takes my shorts from me, and dabs my tip. But with her having me on the edge, and rubbing me as she wipes, the precum just kept flowing. "Damn boy, don't you ever run out of this juice?"

"It's on auto pilot now," I fight to hold back the real load.

"Ok, well damn, we gotta go," she lets go.

I hurry upstairs; quickly wash my armpits and ass. I dab on some deodorant, pull on a muscle shirt and the running shorts she requested, and rush back downstairs. I get my shoes on, and follow her outside, locking my door. A few steps from the porch, she turns and tucks the front of my shirt into my shorts. She guides me in front of her, and Janique and Kelly clap. "All that y'all were doing in there, and he's still hard? You found you a good one," Kelly starts her bike.

"He has friends, right?" Janique starts hers.

"He's one of a kind, ladies," Shaunice starts up, then waits for me to get on behind her.

We rode on main streets and the highway, with Shaunice up front as usual when I ride. Shaunice likes for me to hold her low, so my ass sticks up higher. This time she allows me to put my hands under her shirt so I can feel her bare skin, and this keeps my erection alive. At stoplights, I playfully bounce my ass for Janique and Kelly – to which they rev their engines. At times they pull next to us to tell me how much attention my ass was getting from women, and some men. I learn not to pay attention to people as we ride. Most guys only made comments about me being a bitch – which I am for Shaunice, but that's none of their business. She now let's me wear her helmet when we ride, to minimize the nonsense. It's a trip how much I enjoy being with these women – being their friend, being their freak. It's not only fun, it's natural. I can only hope they enjoy me as much.

After about an hour, we pull up to Kelly's house. We go inside, and I go to the kitchen for drinks as they lounge on her furniture. I bring them all a different flavor of wine cooler – something easy to handle, given we still have to ride home. As I have been instructed, I take off my clothes and wait for their direction.

"So, how'd he do, ladies," Shaunice pulls me to her and fondles me.

"Dude was on point today," Janique claps.

"Enough to deserve your treat?" she unzips her shirt, and pushes my head to her cleavage.

"Yeah, I think so."

I inhale her scent, and lick the trail of sweat between her breasts, making her moan. I hear Kelly and Janiqué moving, then the room is quiet, except my sucking sounds and Shaunice's soft moans. I shift so that I'm laying back in her lap, and she reaches down to stroke my dick, reminding me not to cum.

Eventually she guides me to sit up, and I see Janiqué and Kelly at the end of the couch with matching strapons hanging from their waists. My mouth drops open. Shaunice gets up and has me stand with her as Janiqué and Kelly sit on the couch. I still cannot believe how incredible they look.

"Don't just stand there," Kelly strokes her dick.

I get to my knees in front of both of them, and start jerking their rubber dyks. Shaunice takes off her jeans and panties, and sits on the chair just off the arm of the couch. Janiqué starts moving her hips up, and reaches over to play with Kelly's nipples. I lick my lips, and lean over to suck her dyk while still stroking Kelly's. A minute or so later, I switch to suck Kelly's while stroking Janiqué's. Janiqué moves her hips more, and they both start moaning. I take a quick look up to see them kissing and caressing each other. I alternate between sucking and stroking their dyks, getting them wet with my spit as my head bounces over them.

"Damn, that's a good bitch," Kelly says in between kissing Janiqué.

"He's just getting warmed up," Shaunice says.

Kelly gets up, and goes behind me. I feel her rubbing my ass, "Spread them cheeks, slut."

"Don't you break my toy," Shaunice laughs. "Janiqué's told me about how carried away you get."

"You got him broken in already, right?" she ends her question with a smack.

"That still don't mean for you to go in and wreck shop, y' hear?"

"Just pass the lube, and enjoy the show."

I keep my attention on sucking Janiqué's dyk as best I can; despite getting worried what Kelly was about to do. I was glad Kelly asked for the lube; I started expecting her to go in just off the little of my spit still left on her dyk. I hear moist noises like she is stroking her dick, and breathe a sigh of relief. Janiqué in the meantime is getting a little louder as she raises her dyk into my mouth, "This is so nasty." I look up while sucking to see her tweaking her nipples.

Kelly rans a couple of oily fingers between my cheeks to my asshole, then reached under my legs and grabs my dick, "Tell me what you want it."

I take my mouth off Janiqué's dick, but keep stroking it, "I want your dyk in my ass."

"This ain't an ass when I'm fucking it, bitch," she gives a hard slap to my ass. "I only fuck pussies!"

"Don't embarrass me, boy!"

"I want your dyk in my pussi!"

"That's better," she strokes my dick. "Say it again."

I moan, then say, "I want your dyk in pussi!"

"Beg for it!"

I say it over and over, getting louder each time – and not forgetting to stroke Janiqué's dyk in the process. I look over, and Shaunice has a smile on her face as she rubs her wet clit. Seeing that she is pleased so far causes me to put a little extra emphasis into what I'm saying.

"Yeah, I like that," Kelly lets go of my dick and puts the head of her dyk at my hole. She circles the tip around the rim of my asshole. I squeeze my eyes shut preparing for the initial pain, and try to keep from squirming. Soon she starts pushing her dyk forward into me.

I drop my head to the couch cushion so Shaunice won't see me wince, "Ohhhh!" I feel some more lube dripping on my ass as Kelly inches in.

"Relax, and let her in," Shaunice coaxes me. "Let her in that sweet pussi. You can do it."

I push out, Kelly slides farther in, and the rim of my asshole stretches to accommodate. With each thrust, my moan gets louder.

Janiqué grabs my head, and shifts so that her pussy is at my mouth. The crotch of her strapon harness has a opening that is perfect for my tongue. She moans as my lips find her clit, and close around it for my tongue to flick.

Once Kelly is all the way in my ass, she adds a little more lube and strokes the length of her dyk in and out a few times. Then she grabs my shoulders and humps me like a dog.

Once my ass adjust to the size and pace, it feels really good. Kelly has a great technique: she alternates speeds, depth, and direction. Just when I get used to her hitting one spot, she changes up and finds another one. I haven't been fucked in the ass a whole lot, but this woman has skillz. My ass moves with and against Kelly's dyk.

"Yeah bitch, get into it."

"'Cause it's sho-nuff in you!"

Shaunice laughs, "Girl, you're silly!"

I suck and lick Janiqué's pussy with growing passion as Kelly rides my ass. Janiqué starts moaning and trembling, then her juice gets thicker and tastier in my mouth. As Janiqué gets louder, her grip on my head intensifies and I feel her thighs trembling against my ears.

"Sounds like you are about to make my girl cum, bitch! I like that," Kelly pumps harder. "I like people who treat my girl right. I like to see my baby feeling good. Are you feeling good up there, baby?"

"Oh, hell yes!"

"Good bitch," she smacks my ass. "You must like her pussy, huh?"

I grunt my agreement into her pussy.

"I do too. It's good ain't it?"

I nod my head and grunt again. Janiqué's tangy, clear cum coats her clit, making me lick and suck serve it even better. I put my arms under her thighs, and reach up to join her in pinching her nipples while continuing the assault of her clit.

"Yeah. Make her cum – hard!"

"Just don't knock him out this time!"

Janique starts screaming, and really pulling my face into her pussy.

Kelly's thrusts and slaps drive me into Janiqué's pussy, and I feel her tremble. I suck her clit into my mouth, and make circles on the tip.

The change in stimulation pushes her over the edge, and she grinds her pussy over my face, "Oh fuck yes! Ohhhhhhhh shiiiitttt!"

Janiqué cums three more times in quick succession. While her body is convulsing, I feel Kelly start trembling too. Right after Janiqué's orgasm subsides, Kelly falls forward pressing her titties into my back.

Shaunice asks, "Are you all right?"

"Oh fuck," she says out of breath. "I don't believe it."

"What's wrong?"

"I just came!"

"That's a bad thing?"

"I don't usually cum from fucking like this," she leans up, but keeps her dyk in me. "I mean, it's happened before, but not often. I really didn't expect it to happen now."

Shaunice laughs, "His pussi is that good?"

"Seeing Janiqué get off like that just . . . damn!" She smacks my ass, "And yes, his pussi is good." She slides her dyk out, and I feel empty. I reach back, and rub my open hole.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah."

"Why you rubbing? Does it hurt?

I shake my head, and slide a finger inside.

"Well, what's going on?"

I take a breath, "I want more."

"Oh shit, for real?"

I nod my head.

"I think we can oblige you," Shaunice laughs.

Kelly helps Janiqué get her dyk back in place, then lubes it up for her. "Have a seat, right here."

I turn around, facing away from Janiqué, and I straddle her waist, spreading my ass to help her dyk slide in as I go down. Once I'm at the bottom, I let go of my cheeks and brace myself on the cushion. Kelly smacks my ass a few times, and I moan.

"Ride it," Shaunice commands.

I move up and down on it, finding a rhythm, "This feel so good."

"You're making me real proud," Shaunice says. I look over, and three fingers are in her pussy. "Real proud!"

Kelly reaches around and grabs my dick as I bounce, "Ride it!"

My pace quickens as my dick throbs in her hand.

"Ride it, cowgirl!" Janiqué smacks my ass.

I moan loudly, then grind my ass to the base of her dyk, making the tip of her dyk hit a spot that feels real good. My eyes roll up in my head, as I move my hips to keep her dick on the spot.

"Look at my slut work that dyk!" Shaunice applauds.

Kelly gets in my ear, and asks if I want to cum. All I can do is nod because I'm too full to speak. She asks again.

"Yessssssssss!!!!!!"

She squeezes and twists my dick like she wants to take it off. Janiqué is steadily smack her hand to my ass like she's beating a drum, and I'm loving the hell out of how all of this attention is feeling. I hear a vibrator switch on, and open my eyes to see Shaunice in front of me, inserting a remote-controlled egg into Janiqué.

"You take care of yours, and I'll take care of mine," she trades Kelly the remote for my dick.

"That's perfectly fine by me!" Kelly switches from low to medium. Janiqué moans in pleasure. Kelly switches the remote again, and the vibration starts sounding like a wave – ebbing the flowing continually.

Janiqué starts thrusting her hips up, pushing her dyk back to that spot.

My head drops forward, as that sensation is combined with the feel of Shaunice's hand stroking my dick, "This feels sooooooo good."

"Look at this nasty ass bitch fuckin' my girl! He's working that shit like a pro!"

"These two look lust-drunk, Kelly."

"Lust-drunk?" she laughs. "That's a new one. Are you lust drunk, baby? Huh?" she switches the remote again, and the vibrator makes a whirling sound.

Janiqué moans real loud, and her whole body trembles, "Yes, I'm lust-drunk!"

"What about you," Shaunice asks.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" I grind and bounce on the dyk in me.

"Cum for me!"

My body tenses up, and I try my best to drive the dyk to that magic spot. The pressure in my body builds, until all my muscles lock. My ass clenches on Janiqué's dyk, and stream after stream of cum shoots from my dick. Shaunice pumps my dick, and encourages me to give all to her. For the next few minutes unintelligible, animalistic grunts and groans emanate from me as my body jerks and spasms.

Janiqué screams as my convulsions and the egg drive her to her orgasm. At the height of it, she sinks her nails into my ass.

There's a flash of pain, but it only intensifies the last of the shockwaves ripping though me. I slump forward on my knees, feeling the dyk pop from my ass. Shaunice sits in front of me, and turn me into her arms. I rest my head on her shoulder as she gently strokes my dick. I open my eyes to see Kelly kissing Janiqué through the last of her orgasm. She switched the egg off, and all sit there in silence.

"That was some raunchy, nasty shit!" Kelly speaks first.

"Fantastic, wasn't it?"

"Hell to th' mutha fuckin' yeah!"

When Shaunice's laughter subsided, she says to me, "Your spaghetti would really hit the spot right now."

I sat up, "Do you have all the ingredients, Lady Kelly?"

"No, don't worry about it," Shaunice pulls me back to her. "You worked overtime just now. We'll just order some pizza."

Kelly lays back and pulls Janiqué on top of her; Shaunice keeps me in her arms, caressing my dick and nipples. We might all be hungry; but right now none of them look to have the energy of inclination to pick up the phone.