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Love in an Elevator Ch. 03

By: TNP_



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Love in an Elevator – Part 3
By TNP


MFF - cons, oral, anal

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I still wasn't the religious type, in spite of the direct evidence being displayed before me that miracles do indeed happen, but I was starting to feel like I had died and gone to heaven.  Or at least what passes for heaven to a confirmed pervert such as myself.  It did explain a lot of things.  Or maybe, just maybe mind you, I was having the best day of my life.  Best I ever had had.  Best I ever would have.  To some people that might be a depressing thought, thinking that every day from that point onward would somehow be less.  But not to me.  The day had been perfect.  Nothing was ever going to surpass it.  And I was okay with that.  How many people could claim to know which day, of all the days they had lived, was the best day of their lives?  Not many I'll bet.  At least I knew the day for what it was.

Love's tongue didn't stay limited to my balls for long.  In a very short time she was jockeying for position with Sarah, the two hotties playfully fighting with each other for control of my cock before one or the other would yield to her friend only to be right back in the thick of it moments later.  My head was still propped up on the pillow as I watched them share my erection, one of them engulfing me with her mouth while the other cupped my nuts, or both of them taking a side and licking their way up and down my shaft.  Whenever they met, at the top or the bottom, there was much kissing and giggling, from both of them, not just Love.  That was the first time that day that I saw Sarah get giggly.  It made her appear softer, more accessible.  I decided right there to do everything I could to make her giggly more often.

The ladies continued to work over my dick with their mouths, each trying to outdo the other in their efforts to please me, first Sarah gaining the upper hand only to be passed by Love moments later, and then back to Sarah, on and on until finally it came down to a simple deep throat contest.  I thought Love would have a distinct advantage here, seeing as how she had already successfully pressed her nose against my abdomen earlier in the day, but Sarah surprised me with the ease with which she swallowed my entire length, not needing to work her way down at all.  When her tongue came out and began to make its way to my balls I had my answer to the question I had silently posed earlier.  I knew then that it was Sarah who had taught Love how to give head.  Man would I have loved to have been their practice dummy.  I wonder if the position is still available?

"Yeah, see, I still can't do that.  I can't get the entire thing in my mouth in one swallow."

"It takes practice Love.  Don't worry you'll get it.  And all kidding aside, he is pretty big, so you shouldn't be surprised you can't get it all down in one gulp.  And if it takes more than one shot I don't think you'll be getting any complaints about it.  Right?"

That last was directed to me but I was too busy watching the girls, especially Love's shapely ass, in the mirror over the dresser as they sucked me off.  I did however hear Sarah admitting that I was pretty big.  I lifted my hips off the bed a little so I could get a better look at myself in the mirror.  Not bad.  Not bad at all.

"Caution, objects in mirror may appear larger than they really are."

I quickly turned to see Sarah watching me watching myself in the mirror, a smirk on her face.  Retorting, as usual without really thinking, I answered with the first thing that sprang to mind.

"Oh yeah, that's original.  Do you have any idea how many times I've heard something like that?"

Love's hands flew to her mouth as they had several times before that day, but this time she didn't even try to suppress her giggles and Sarah's smirk grew bigger, one eyebrow cocked as she continued to stare at me.  What the...  Oh hell.

"Wait, what I meant to say was that I've heard other women use that line before..."  Love's chuckles continued to grow and she fell forward onto the bed, her face buried in the covers, "... wait.  That's not right either."

Love was shaking on the bed in laughter with Sarah was close behind.  This simply would not do.  I lay there watching them for a few seconds, my mouth twisted to one side and my erection now unattended.  They think that's funny, do they?  I'll give them something to laugh about.

Springing up from my recumbent position I attacked the two defenseless bundles of laughing flesh, gathering up first Sarah and then Love and tossing them bodily to the middle of the bed and causing a new wave of laughter to come cascading out of the giggling twosome.  I then waded on my knees into the middle with them and using both hands began to tickle any piece of exposed flesh I could reach.  Seeing as how they were both completely naked that meant there was a lot of flesh currently exposed.  Soft, silky, creamy white, desired by millions, flawless, nubile flesh.

Since Love was the more ticklish of the pair, big surprise there, I concentrated on Sarah, spending just enough time on the doe eyed sexpot to keep her a squealing, squirming mass while focusing on the blonde, doing my best to keep the older girl equally incapacitated, my hands evading their ineffective attempts to slap me away.  The noise level was considerable, especially when I hit a particularly sensitive spot on Love, like her feet, or tummy, or, strangely enough, just under her left butt cheek, on the back of her thigh.

"MWAHHH!!  NOOOOOOO!  NOOOOOO!  STOP!  WAHHHHHH!!  I GI... MAAAAHHH!"

Eventually, despite all my labors to prevent them, the pair wriggled apart and I was forced to move from side to side on the bed to keep them going.  This meant longer periods away from Sarah and soon she had recovered enough to be able to slap my hands away and scuttle to the head of the bed where she could cover up her most ticklish areas.  I was required to choose between chasing after Sarah and fighting past her defenses, and thereby losing the advantage over Love, or staying with the brown haired lovely and continuing to torment her mercilessly.  I chose, literally, the path of least resistance.

It didn't take much to keep Love a helpless mess, she was almost on automatic by now, where just a faint with my hand was enough to cause her to squeal and to get her arms flailing and her legs kicking in her efforts to stop me from reaching her skin.  Sarah watched from the top of the bed, keeping a vigilant eye on me to ensure that I did not abandon my ticklish torture of her best friend to begin another assault on her still recovering form.  And if she had only been a little closer to me I would have, so little of my attention being needed for Love.  Still, I did have to make contact with the busty brunette from time to time, just to keep the laughter at acceptable levels you understand, and I would occasionally catch her behind the knee, or on her side, or, in one instance, my fingers touched down in a rather intimate spot, the index finger of my right hand sliding along Love's butt and poking her in the anus.  The look of surprise on her face was almost cartoonish and her yelp was nearly high enough to shatter glass, and in her haste to get away from the invading digit she threw herself right off the bed, over the side and onto the rug.  Giggling madly all the while.

I lurched after the younger girl, trying to prevent her from falling to the floor, still on my knees on the bed but now with one hand near the edge where she had gone over and the other reaching out to grasp her, dangerously overbalanced and needing just the tiniest push to join Love's laughing form on the floor.  A push which Sarah was more than happy to provide.  The ex-slayer launched herself at me from the top of the bed, catching me around the middle and intending to send me to the carpet as well.  But she had overestimated the force necessary to push me off the bed and ended up spilling over the side and landing on top of me next to Love, the three of us now in one giant tangle of limbs, and the laugh riot starting all over again.

From there it turned into a tickle free-for-all with any piece of bare skin fair game for any set of hands.  We were all laughing uncontrollably by now, interspersed with occasional howls to stop from the girls, and it was becoming increasingly difficult for any of us to fend off an assailant from one direction while initiating our own assault in the other and soon after we had all separated and the laughter started to wind down as we caught our collective breaths.

Many minutes later we were all lying on the floor in various positions as we recovered slowly from the battle, sporadic chuckles still wafting upwards to the ceiling.  Sarah was the first to get up from her prone position and after a quick look at me to make sure that I was not preparing to start the battle all over again and an even quicker faint in Love's direction just to get a squeal out of the younger girl, she began to get off the floor and back up on the bed.

Nudging Love with a toe I tossed my head towards Sarah and waggled my eyebrows at the dark haired beauty.  She understood immediately what I was suggesting and with a wicked grin on her face nodded her head in agreement.  Without  another word we swiftly got up from the floor and before Sarah even realized what was happening we were on the bed beside her, the two of us attacking her undefended sides from either direction and rapidly reducing the green eyed girl to a howling and writhing mess.

If it had just been Love on the attack I'm pretty sure Sarah would have been able to turn the tables in short order, and if it had just been me, well I don't think she could have turned things around on me, my arms are simply too long for her to get inside my reach without opening herself up to my dancing digits, but I think in time she would have been able to get herself on her back where she could use both hands and legs to keep me at bay.  Assuming I didn't just cheat and grab her by the leg so I could focus all my attention on the bottom of her foot.  Faced with the two of us however, Sarah had absolutely no chance, especially when I did exactly what I just described, grabbing her by the right leg and running my fingers lightly up and down along the sole of her foot.

Yeah, yeah.  I cheated.  It's a tickle fight.  A certain amount of cheating is to be expected.  And it was too good an idea to pass on.

With her leg immobilized against my side and her foot under constant attack it was only a matter of seconds before Sarah found herself on her back, pinned to the mattress by her best friend and lover, screaming her surrender, "I give!  I gi... ACK!  I GIVE!  Stop!!  Please YEOW!  STOP!!"

I stopped my torment of the blonde's foot but didn't release her leg just yet.  Love stayed in place straddling her girlfriend's waist, her hands still pressing against Sarah's shoulders while she made sure the older girl really was conceding the fight.

"You give up?"

"Yes, I give, I give.  Just please stop tickling me!"

"So you're saying I win?"

"Yes.  You win.  Okay?  You win!"

She wins?  How did this become Love's victory?  I was just about to release Sarah's foot and give Love a little lesson about sharing credit when she started talking about the 'prize' she should receive for her victory.  Thinking this could get interesting, I held off on my tutorial.

"If I win I should get something for it, don't you agree?"

Sarah was now laying on her back as comfortably as she was able, considering that I was still holding on to her leg.  She had her arms crossed behind her head and she was looking up at her younger friend with a soft smile, charmed by her lover's playfulness and willing to put up with the teasing if it made Love happy.  I was struck once more by the impression that Sarah would do almost anything if it made Love happy.

"Okay.  What do you want?"

Love's gaze turned inward for a moment as she appeared to think about what reward she should claim for having bested Sarah in the tickle fight and then a big smile came to her lips and her eyes twinkled as she bounced in place a little while announcing her choice of prize, "I want your car!"

The blonde girl's eyes went round at that but she didn't deny her friend, instead she appealed to Love's logical side, "Love sweetie, I drive a red Range Rover, you drive a Mercedes CLK cabriolet.  Your car is nicer than mine, why would you want it?"

Something in Love's response told me that she really had not wanted Sarah's car, she was just using that as a way to tweak the older girl, especially since she gave up on it so quickly and made a demand for something much smaller and more personal, "Oh, right.  Okay.  Then I'll... take a kiss instead!"

"Now that I will be happy to give."

Leaning down to meet the green eyed girl's lips Love moved her hands off Sarah's shoulders as the older girl lifted her arms to clasp the brunette behind the neck.  They fell into a quiet kiss that lasted much longer than was strictly necessary for the collection of a prize but I sincerely doubt Sarah minded very much, especially since when the kiss finally broke and they parted just far enough to stare into each other's eyes the blonde whispered "Red Rover, Red Rover, send my Love on over."

I don't know if Love was familiar with the child's game or not but she giggled in response anyway.  That Sarah knew of it did not surprise me, given that she had grown up in New York where it has been a popular game among children for generations.  In fact it is rumored that she bought a red Range Rover precisely so she could say 'Red Rover, Red Rover.'  Either way it didn't seem to matter to Sarah as she brought her right hand down to caress Love's cheek as her left hand started to slide over the younger girl's back.  I had let go of Sarah's leg almost as soon as Love had told the light haired girl she wanted the Slayer's car and she moaned a bit when the older girl brought it up to rub against her left thigh, maximizing the contact of their flesh in as many spots as possible.

They stayed looking at each other for a few seconds longer, Sarah's hand still on Love's cheek, the thumb lightly stroking the brunette's skin.  Love leaned into Sarah's palm, closing her eyes and bringing her own hand up to cover the other girl's, a sweet smile on her face as she soaked in the sensations.

"I love you."

It was almost as quiet as her previous statement but Love had absolutely no problem hearing Sarah's declaration.  Her eyes flew open and she inhaled sharply, the surprise at hearing her lover state her feelings so plainly evident in the look of shock on her face.  She turned to her left to look at me over her shoulder as if to confirm that there was someone else in the room with them and then just as quickly she turned back to Sarah to see the blonde smiling up at her.  They fell into another kiss as Love's legs slid backwards along the bed and she molded her body to her friend's.  Unlike the gentle kisses from before this kiss had heat, the fierceness of it catching even Sarah by surprise at first, her eyes going round as Love pressed their lips together hard, then closing as she felt the brown eyed girl's tongue work it's way into her mouth, their world reduced for the moment to just the two of them.  I watched them kiss each other for a while, the intensity of the snogging giving way to their usual tenderness, and when it became clear that I wasn't going to be needed for a time I got up and went to the mini-bar to get us all some drinks.  Tickle fights and kissing are thirsty work.

By the time I got back to the pair they had shifted position on the bed, Love now on her back and Sarah half lying on top of her, still joined at the lips but with the blonde's left hand roaming about the dark haired girl's body from her chest to her groin.  I put the water bottles I had brought back for the girls on the night stand to the side of the bed and climbed onto the king-sized mattress, taking up a position on my knees near the foot of the bed.

I watched as the sexy couple continued to kiss, Sarah's hand now down between her lover's thighs, her fingers just starting to rub Love's wide open pussy, preparing the brown haired girl for her entry.  When Sarah's fingertips pushed into her channel Love hissed in pleasure but left her eyes closed as the older girl probed her twat.  The two continued to make out as Sarah's digits started to move in and out of the hazel eyed girl's snatch and Love's hands wandered freely along the silky smooth skin of her friend's back.  Sarah shifted to her left a smidge allowing Love's left thigh to come up in between her legs and press up against her own overheated vagina, causing yet another hiss to break through the lip-lock, this time from the woman on top of the pile of flesh.

The scene unfolding before me was starting to have an impact, on me as well as the two women involved.  Watching Sarah's fingers plunge in and out of Love's cunt started the blood flowing back to my dick, helped along by the hand I was using to gently stroke my shaft with.  I was certainly not alone in the arousal department as both women were making a significant amount of noise in spite of their continuing make-out session.  Love in particular was growing more vocal as she pleaded with her friend to make love to her, begging the blonde to fill her vagina with yet another finger, or to send them deeper into her tunnel.

"Please Sarah, please.  Make love to me.  I need to feel you in me.  Please Sarah."

For her part the older girl was trying her best to meet Love's requests, but short of fisting the dark haired vixen, she just did not have the necessary equipment to meet the brown eyed girl's needs.  I watched as she slipped a fourth finger into Love's twat in the hope that that would be enough to make her younger lover happy but the adorable sexpot was still not completely satisfied.

"Deeper Sarah, please.  Please, I need to feel you deeper."

Sarah was getting frustrated by her inability to give Love what she wanted.  I could sense it in her movements and hear it in the discouragement in her voice when she had to tell her friend that she was doing everything that she could but that she had reached her limit.

"Oh honey, I'm trying, but that's it.  That's as deep as I can go."

While watching the display from the lust-filled pair before me my cock had continued to stiffen.  I could understand how her inability to please her lover would distress Sarah, but from a purely voyeuristic point of view that had not made the show any less hot, in fact the blonde's unrelenting attempts to satisfy Love actually added to the heat.  I was fully erect now and couldn't wait for the pair to finish what they were doing so that I could join in on the action.


Love in an Elevator Ch. 03



Hold that thought.

An idea began to form in my mind.  A way that I could join in and maybe, in the doing, give Love and Sarah what they needed.  Not in reality of course but more as a sort of proxy.  A long, thick, turgid proxy.  I would have to reposition the two of them just a bit, but if I could do it without being too distracting the illusion that it was Sarah who was filling Love's snatch should hold, as long as they both were willing to play along.  I had to move quickly though, before Sarah got too upset and started to move away from her girlfriend.

I shifted position on the bed, coming in behind the still coupled pair.  Taking Sarah's right leg in my hand I lifted it up while gently pushing down on Love's left leg.  The brunette moved easily with my hand, not even seeming to notice that I was the one repositioning her.  When her leg was almost flat on the bed I moved Sarah's right leg to the inside of it so that both Love's legs were now outside of the blonde, something the younger girl immediately took advantage of as she lifted her legs to wrap them around her lover's back.  At least now I wouldn't have to worry about Sarah rolling away from her paramour anytime soon.  I do love it when a plan comes together.

With the girls now situated properly I moved up in between Sarah's legs, pushing them wider apart as I went until I was positioned on my knees just below their coupled groins.  Sarah moaned a short complaint as I jostled up against her but I leaned forward and whispered quietly in her ear, just two words that I hoped would be enough for her to understand what I intended to do.

"Trust me."

We would find out if she did soon enough.

Sarah's fingers were still moving in Love's muff as I took my prick in my hand and spread my knees, lowering myself so that my penis was lined up with the sexy brunette's vagina.  When I was suitably placed I pushed forward, bring the tip of my dick into contact with the back of Sarah's hand and getting no immediate reaction.

I tried again, this time sliding my dick back and forth in tandem with Sarah's fingers as they glided in and out of Love's box.  After the third or fourth pass Sarah mumbled something again, something that might have been the realization dawning on her as to what it was I was doing, or maybe it was just her giving me the okay to proceed with my plan.  Whichever it was on the next backstroke of her hand she pulled all the way out of Love's twat, clearing the way for me to replace her hand with my dick.  The younger girl groaned loudly as my shaft slid into her pussy for the umpteenth miraculous time that day.  I will never, ever, ever get tired of that particular sensation.

"Uuuunnnnnnhhhhhhhhhh!!  Oh Sarah!  Yes!"

Once again Sarah got the credit while I did all the work.  If I hadn't been almost drowning in pleasure I would have smiled at hearing Love call out the blonde's name.  That had been the goal after all.  I started to withdraw my cock, getting yet another cry of delight from the adorable girl on her back on the bed.

"Ohhhhhh!  Sarah!  Yes!"

When I had spread my knees positioning myself this had forced Sarah to move her legs farther apart as well.  While it had not been my primary intention this had the benefit of pressing my thighs into Sarah's and causing her to move with me as I plunged in and out of Love's beaver.  As a result Sarah was mimicking perfectly each of my pelvic thrusts, further reinforcing the illusion that she was the one making love to the brunette below us.

Love was already more aroused when I planted my rod in her than at any prior point that day.  As I have already mentioned both girls had been on something like a roller coaster of stimulation, climbing up to a peak and then barreling down as a climax took them only to ascend again to an even further height, repeating the process over and over throughout the afternoon.  But when Sarah had uttered those three little words that had sent Love through the roof, placing her on a hair trigger for orgasm, needing only the tiniest contact for release.  It took less than five strokes before Love was screaming in gratification.

"Ohhh!  Ohhh!!  Ohhhhhh!!  OHHHHHH!!!   OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!  SARAH YES!!!!!"

As she came Love tightened her hold on the body of the blonde woman above her, using both legs and arms to pull Sarah even tighter against her, the two of them rocking together as the younger girl climaxed.  I was also gripped by Love during her orgasm, but in an even more intimate way, my cock trapped by the pulsating walls of her vagina, my thrusting reduced as she shuddered beneath us.

In time Love's orgasm waned and she released her death-grip on Sarah, allowing the older girl some freedom of movement, if only enough so that they could bring their lips together and start kissing again.  The kissing started off frenzied, just as it had when Sarah had first expressed her feelings for her lover and best friend, Love holding Sarah's face in both hands and placing rapid smacks all around the green eyed girl's mouth and cheeks and nose.  Sarah accepted the labial assault amiably, doing her best to give as good as she got, but she was lucky to get in one kiss for every three of Love's.

With Love's legs no longer wrapped so firmly around her middle Sarah could move about some and she started to slide her body back and forth against her lover's.  This got me to move again, pulling my dick partially out of Love and getting another moan of appreciation from the foxy brunette.  I matched Sarah's pace and we moved together as my cock moved smoothly in and out of Love's twat, my intent merely to prolong the brown eyed girl's afterglow before moving on to my next target.  Oh yes, I had a next target.  Love however had other plans.

"Mmmmmfffff.  Oh Sarah!  I can feel you in me!  Unnnnhhhhhh!!  So deep, Sarah, you're so deep in me!  Don't stop baby.  Don't stop!  Nnnnnnhhhh!  Nnnnnnhhhh!"

Putting my plans on standby I started to move faster in Love, Sarah moving right along with me, and in just a few short instants I was amazed to hear Love announce she was about to cum yet again, "Oh God Sarah!  I'm gonna cum!  Make me cum Sarah!  Make me cum!  Sarah I love you!  I love YouUUUUUuuunnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

I didn't have much to go on, but judging only by the volume of Love's screams and the clench of her pussy muscles around my rod, I'd have to say that this latest climax was just a hair less intense than the one mere moments earlier, and that when she recovered this time, the sweet-natured hottie was going to be one very happy, and very satisfied, young woman.  And more than a little bit tired.  Of all the things that had happened that day, all the pleasure I had given and taken, all the pure joyfulness the three of us had shared, it would be this moment that I would look back upon with the most satisfaction.  To have been a part of this, to be there to give them this, words cannot express what that meant to me.

This time when Love's orgasm passed there was no bout of frantic kissing, only an extended passionate lip-lock, after which the brunette dropped both arms and legs to the bed with a very satisfied sigh, lying there completely flat while Sarah gently stroked her hair, the two women pressed together at the breast, stomach and groin.  I had withdrawn completely from Love while the pair was kissing, the removal of my penis causing only the smallest whimper of protest from the young woman.  I waited until the girls broke for air before I moved back into position, my dick in my hand once more as I prepared to sink it yet again into a hot, moist, tight channel.  Only this time that channel would belong to Sarah.

Back in place I angled my cock upward and without saying a word I pushed the head between Sarah's overheated lips, catching her off-guard and causing her to moan loudly, "Unnnnnnhhhhhhhhh!!"

The movement of my prick inside her and the subsequent smack of my pelvis against the back of her thighs pushed Sarah forward slightly, dragging her clit along Love's skin and getting the sultry brunette to move her own hips, pressing them upwards as the older girl slid along her body.  Once again we all reaped the benefits of this unintended response as now Sarah could pretend that it was Love's shaft moving inside of her, completing the fantasy that the sapphic twosome were taking turns making love to each other.

We continued like that for a time, Sarah, while every bit as excited as her younger friend by the recent events, apparently not on as short a fuse and needing more than a handful of strokes to start her climax.  But cum she did, her breathing picking up and her moans increasing just as I was starting to feel for the first time in a long while that my next orgasm was not terribly far off.

"Oh Love.  Oh.  Ohh!  Ohh!  Ohh!  Ohhhh!  Ohhhh!  Ohhhh!  Ohhhhhh!  Ohhhhhh!  OHHHHH!!!"

Her climax was far shorter than her girlfriend's and for a time I was concerned that with the reduced duration also came a reduction in intensity and satisfaction.  That is until Sarah collapsed on top of Love, lifting her head almost immediately as she pushed her hair away from her face and laughed.

"Oh Fuck that was good!  For a while there I really was able to pretend that it was you fucking me!  It just felt so real!"

Love giggled at Sarah's enthusiastic endorsement and I had to chuckle a bit myself, but the dark haired girl's giggles did not last long as the pair started kissing once more.  Of course that left me with a few seconds to wonder how long it was going to last this time and if I was going to be left out in the cold again, but almost as soon as they started they were pulling apart and both women were whispering soft Thank you's to one another.  Another few moments spent looking into each other's eyes and then as if by some silent agreement they quickly turned and practically threw themselves at me, taking me to the surface of the bed where they both started to plant kiss upon kiss all over my face and neck and chest.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!!!!!"

You're wel...  Oh that tickles...  You're...  mmmmffff...  You're...  Damn.  I tried to get it out.  Really I did.  I tried several times in fact but the best I could ever spit out was "You're" and then one of the duo would be kissing me on the lips or the nose or doing something that would force me to shut my mouth only to try again seconds later.  After a while I stopped even trying.  The girls knew how happy I was to have been there for them, I'm sure of it.  And if they gave me half a chance I would be delighted to show them.  Again.  Hey, Sarah and Love had gotten theirs, no reason why I shouldn't be able to have one more.  But which one should I choose?  Do I finish off with Love, end the day where I started so to speak?  Or should my last throw be with Sarah, take the opportunity to balance the scales some more, evenly splitting my time more or less with both women.  Oh decisions, decisions.  What's a guy supposed to do?

As it turned out the choice would be made for me.

In time Love and Sarah started to run out of steam and their kisses started to ease off, eventually slowing down and coming to a complete stop.  When they stopped kissing me they spent a few seconds with each other then broke apart to smile down at me before falling to the bed on either side of me, Love with a giggle and Sarah with a very content sigh.  I thought that maybe this was a signal it was now quiet time, but no sooner had they hit the bed than they began talking, sometimes to me and sometimes over me.  When they were chatting to each other it's not like I was forgotten, at least by Sarah.  While she talked she was using her right hand to stroke my cock, keeping me in a state of semi-readiness, not too close to the edge but not so far that I would have to start from scratch.  I actually found the entire thing quite pleasant, especially when I factored in who it was that was giving me the handjob.

It was only a short time before the conversation drifted to the topic of Sarah's avowal and I was treated to yet another first for the day – Sarah turned bashful.  I'm certain it wasn't due to any embarrassment about being in love with the adorable bundle of cuteness that is Love, but more over having said it in front of someone she had only known, however intimately, for less than a day.  I gathered that expressing her feelings in such an open way did not come easily to the blonde.  Sarah was well known for wanting to keep her private life private.  Sometimes to the detriment of her relationships with co-workers.

"Was this the first time she told you she loved you?"

"Oh no, she tells me that all the time!  Just like I tell her I love her all the time.  But usually she doesn't do it when other people are around.  Unless it's Jen or one of the others.  But never in front of Rose.  That would lead to too much teasing."

Love wasn't looking at Sarah while she spoke but I was and when the bubbly brunette mentioned her friends Jen and Rose the blonde's eyes went round and I could see her start to reach over to her lover.  I don't know why the mere mention of the other women alarmed Sarah, but she clearly didn't want Love discussing them in front of me.  I pretended not to have noticed the exchange and tried to steer the conversation back to Sarah.  I was in the rare position of having something I could use to tweak Sarah with and I wasn't ready yet to let her off the hook.  As for the women Love mentioned, well that really wasn't any of my concern.

"So which one of you is the guy in the relationship?"

Predictably, Love giggled and she looked over to Sarah to see how the older girl would answer.  I should have chosen my next words more carefully or kept my big mouth shut because in a flash I was no longer the one doing the tweaking, but became the one being tweaked.  Hard.

"Isn't it obvious?  Of course it's..."

"Well yeah, it's clearly you..."

"... Love.  I'm just... wait, what did you say?"

"... you're not... huh?  Did you say Love?"

"I'm not what?  What exactly am I not?  Are you saying I'm not feminine enough?  Not submissive enough?  That I'm too domineering for your fragile male ego?"

Uh oh.  Danger Will Robinson, danger!  Oh shit, had I ever stepped in it.  I looked up at Sarah's face and as expected she was glaring at me with a mixture of hostility and just a touch of hurt.  Oh crap.  I had not only angered her but hurt her feelings all at the same time.  Oh crap.  Crap crap crap!  Turning to Love I found that she was also looking at me with just about the same mixture of displeasure and distress.  Double crap!  I searched frantically for something that I could say or do to apologize for this unintended slight, but nothing came to me and I was running out of time.  A fact brought to my attention when I felt Sarah's hand squeezing my shaft as it ran up and down the length.  OH CRAP!

I looked quickly from face to face, hoping to see some glimmer of forgiveness, just a scintilla of a flicker that they would take pity on me, chalk up my careless statement as the typically insensitive remark only a guy would make but remember that in spite of that fact they loved me still.  Yeah right.  If anything the expressions on the pair grew even stonier the longer I went without saying anything.  I was just about to throw myself on the mercy of the court when Sarah broke into raucous laughter, immediately followed by her best friend.

"Why you little..."

"Uh uh uh.  Careful.  You wouldn't want to make me mad."  Sarah took the time out from laughing uproariously to caution me not to say anything else that could get me in trouble, real or imaginary, giving my prick another gentle squeeze to illustrate the point.

Hearing her friend warn me made Love attempt to smother her laughter and put her stern face back on, but she was unable to suppress the giggles as well as she had the first time.  I was actually quite impressed with her ability to keep a straight face as long as she had.  I mean she hadn't had any success in that area at any other time that day so why should this time be any different?  But it had been different and she had played her part to perfection.  My admiration for her acting skills went up a notch.  Sarah, on the other hand, I knew had the chops.  She had demonstrated on a number of occasions that she had enormous potential as an actress.  Lucky me she had found an opportunity to display those skills first hand.

The girls complimented each other on their award winning performances and the laughter quickly faded leaving the two of them back where they started, on either side of me, Love on her stomach with her chin resting on my chest and Sarah on her side to my right, her hand still gently jerking my penis, trying to recapture the ground I had lost when I thought I had really hurt the light haired girl's feelings.  I was still considering making some sort of apology when I saw Love get a little mischievous grin on her lips and she lifted her head from its position on my torso.

"So I'm the man in this relationship?"

The blonde met her lover's gaze and she put on her most solemn face, broken only by a tiny upturn of the lips at the corner of her mouth, nodding her head decisively as she said with playful seriousness "Oh yes.  Most definitely."

"Yay!"  And with that Love popped off the bed, her hands making little clapping motions as she half ran half hopped towards the bathroom.

"Love!  Come back here!"  Sarah was laughing again and when Love disappeared around the corner and into the bathroom she let her head drop onto my shoulder with a happy sigh, but not before we had both watched the sexpot's incredible ass as she ran off.

"Where... No, what, is she doing?"

Sarah lifted her head and gave me a frank look, but one filled with affection for her sometimes loopy best friend, "She's gonna see if she can pee standing up."

What the?  How could she know that?

My expression must have said it all because I didn't even have to ask the question when Sarah was already answering it, "You just... hafta know Love.  It's just the kind of thing she'd try to do."

Apparently so.  And as I thought about it, yeah, it did strike me as the kind of thing the irrepressibly cute brunette would try to do.  Oh damn!  I hope she has good aim!  I did not want to find myself having to explain this to housekeeping.

I had no chance to worry about that further because Sarah was moving away from her position at my side, lifting her right leg over me and coming to rest straddling my waist with her knees flat on the bed and her hands on either side of my head.  When she was comfortable she immediately leaned down and gave me a long, deep, slow, wet kiss.  It might not have lasted for three days but it sure felt like it.  Crash Davis would have approved, I'm sure.

When the kiss finally ended Sarah pulled back a bit and I looked up at her smiling face, "What was that for?"  She didn't really need a reason to kiss me, but I was feeling caught up in the playful atmosphere that had taken over the room.

"That..."  another kiss "... was to thank you for what you did for us."

"You already thanked me for that."

"I did huh?"

"Yep."

"Well.  Did I thank you for everything else you've done this afternoon?"

As she was talking Sarah started to slide back along my abdomen, her pelvis shifting backwards until her vulva bumped up against the tip of my cock.  Continuing the reverse motion she used her body to push my shaft upright, stopping when it was pointing almost straight up and nestled tightly against her slit.  I started to answer her but the sensations coming from my groin were very distracting, as were the peals of laughter coming from the bathroom.

"Adorable isn't she?"  Sarah wasn't looking at me when she spoke, her gaze focused in the direction of the bathroom, that same loving look as before on her face. 




Love in an Elevator Ch. 03



"Absolutely.  And sexy as all get out."

"Oh yeah!  And she barely even realizes it."  This time she did look down at me and we exchanged warm smiles as we found ourselves in total agreement over the sweet lust bunny in the next room.

"But seriously."  Kiss.  "Thank you."

Sarah started to swivel her hips up and down, dragging her lips and clit slowly over the surface of my dick.  Up and down.  Up and down.  Just rubbing the top of my shaft leisurely with her wide open pussy.  It felt incredible.

"I want to thank you for being so good to Love and making this day so special, so memorable, for her.  For both of us actually."

There wasn't much I could say in response.  I could tell how utterly serious the green eyed girl was being, so some kind of flippant remark was out of the question, even if I had been inclined to make one.  It was actually kind of surreal.  I get to spend an afternoon making love to the two of them and then, for the second time that day, I get thanked for it?  Very weird.  But there was still only one thing I could say in answer.

"You're welcome."  And although I tried hard not to, I just could not help but add "Anytime."

That earned me a short laugh from the blonde who was still rubbing her cunt against my pole, but instead of brushing me off with a 'Yeah right' or an 'In your dreams' or anything designed to make me understand this was a once in a lifetime occurrence, she shocked the shit out of me by saying instead, "We just might take you up on that."

Fortunately, before I could say anything that might ruin the moment Sarah lifted her hips and with consummate skill, and no hands, slipped her sodden twat down onto my manhood and started to ride me very slowly.  Both of us closed our eyes and groaned softly in pleasure.  A shout of "Wahoo!" from the bathroom made them fly back open as we burst into laughter.

"Well she certainly is unique."

"That's my Love.  Accept no substitutes."

I took the opportunity to grasp Sarah by the shoulders and with gentle pressure I rolled her over until she was on her back and we were in the missionary position, my penis still firmly planted in her vagina, "Oh, I don't know.  I can think of one woman who will do in a pinch."

My words brought a tender smile to Sarah's face and this time it was me who leaned down to claim a kiss.  While we kissed I was moving at the same slow pace that Sarah had established when she was on top, in no particular hurry to get anywhere, just trying my best to make this last and to be as pleasurable as possible.  For her part Sarah also seemed to be content with taking things slowly.  Understandable considering the quantity and intensity of the orgasms she'd already had that afternoon.  We continued that way, leisurely screwing for a time amid soft kisses, until I remembered that there was still something on my sexual check list I had yet to do.

"So is that offer still open?"

Her brow furrowed as she tried to figure out what the hell I was talking about but she got there quickly and her expression cleared, a twinkle coming to her eyes as she replied "Offer?  I think that's the first time I've heard someone refer to my butt as an offer, but what the hey, I'm flexible."

"So I've noticed."

A smack to my arm.

"Well it's true.  And by the way, Ouch."

"Ya big baby.  And yes, my offer is still good.  You looking to take me up on it?"

I answered with another kiss and when we parted I slipped my prick out of her box.  Getting up on my knees I gave Sarah some room to get into doggie position, automatically assuming that she would prefer to be entered from behind, but she surprised me when she remained on her back, the only change coming when she pulled her legs up until her knees were almost touching the bed on either side of her shoulders.  See?  Flexible.

With a quick shrug I took my cock in my hand, grasping it just below the head and moved into place at Sarah's cute little derriere.  I wasn't worried about lubrication because she had been so turned on for such a large part of the afternoon that her entire groin was pretty well juiced, her fluids, those that hadn't been sucked down by either Love or me, having dripped out of her cunt and over her asshole.  Plus my unit was pretty well greased from its recent stay in Sarah's vagina, so, for a pleasant change of pace, I didn't have to be concerned about pressing my way into an area that wasn't ready to receive me.

However I did want to get a feel for how tight my new lover was, so I took the index finger of my left hand and started to drive it into Sarah's sphincter.  Tight, but not painfully so.  If she could get into this, instead of merely tolerating it like so many women, this had the potential to be amazing for both of us.  I removed my finger and replaced it with my dick, pushing steadily as the head worked its way into her butt, the hard part almost over already.

Sarah started to laugh.  Loudly.  And both hands went flying up to her mouth.

Okay, I may not have the experience of a Charlie Sheen, but I have been around the block a few times.  And never, ever, ever in my experience has any woman started laughing when I stuck something in their ass.  Screamed in mild pain a few times.  Winced more often then not.  Screwed their eyes tightly shut until the discomfort passed and they got used to the intrusion.  A couple even threatened me with bodily harm if I didn't take what they usually described as being bigger than a baseball bat out of their butts post haste.  But never before had a woman found the act downright funny.  Until now.

"What the..."  One hand moved away from Sarah's face and pointed behind me towards the bathroom, pointing to the young woman that had just re-entered the bedroom and was now standing there flexing her arm muscles repeatedly.

"You da man.  That's right, I said You da man.  Grrrrrrrrrrrr!!"

As Love flexed her biceps she was pivoting on her feet, flexing first one arm then turning to face the other way while she flexed the other.  Except she was doing it wrong, flexing her arm with the fist pointed away instead of in towards her body and she ended up looking like something out of a Bangles video.  I couldn't tell if she knew this and was doing it for the effect, or if she really did think this was the proper posture.  It didn't matter.  I found the whole thing predictably adorable.  And pretty damn funny.  Was it any wonder Sarah loved this woman?

"Ow.  Ow."  Oops.  While watching Love's display I had briefly forgotten that I was in a rather delicate position with Sarah.

"Sorry!  Sorry."

Her right hand, which had until recently been used to point out Love's frisky behavior, was now down by her crotch, the fingers splayed, poised to stop me, but, for the moment, not interfering with me in any way.  I backed out a bit and waited for Sarah to relax.  When she was ready she signaled me to continue, while she used her hand to rub at her clit, massaging the hyper-sensitive nub and allowing the pleasure this created to mask the small twinge my entry into her ass was causing.

Meanwhile Love had stopped her posing and moved back to the bed to see what had caused her buddy the brief moment of distress.  When she saw what we were up to her eyes went round and she looked to her lover's face, getting a quick smile of reassurance from Sarah before the blonde returned to the furrowed brow concentration of moments earlier.  Gradually, Love reached out with her right hand and joined Sarah's by her clitoris, the brunette offering to take up the massage duties so the green eyed girl could focus on the ass-fucking.  The act was at once so intimate, yet so casually friendly, the younger girl literally reaching out with a helping hand, that it was incredibly erotic, yet simple, and all Love.  Yes Love was unique all right.  Unique and very, very precious.

Aided and abetted by Love's nimble fingers I slid the rest of my member rather easily into Sarah's butthole without another flinch from the fair haired girl.  As I had thought, she was tight, but not unpleasantly so.  Since Sarah had only protested once during my entry, and that at the beginning and mostly due to my own inattentiveness, I had no reason to stop when I was fully seated in her, um, seat, so I immediately reversed direction and began backing up until I was about two-thirds of the way out, then drove my dick right back in.

This time Sarah responded more favorably, her head falling to the mattress and her eyes briefly closing as she half moaned, "Unnnhhhh yeah.  Like that."

As responses go it was somewhat ambiguous, I couldn't really tell if she meant she liked what I was doing, or the way I was doing it.  In the end, no pun intended, it probably didn't matter which one she meant, if I kept doing what I was doing then Sarah was going to be happy.  Unless of course she was really responding to Love's attentions to her clit, in which case it didn't matter what I did.  Fortunately, I knew of a real easy way to answer that particular question.  I withdrew my cock again and plunged right back into Sarah's rump.

"Unnnhhhh, mmmm.  Don't stop."

So it was me.  Way to go me.  That called for a celebration.  And I knew exactly how to do it, by continuing to fuck Sarah in the ass, maintaining the same pace with which I had started and keeping my strokes slow and steady.  Somehow wearing pointy hats and blowing out birthday candles pails by comparison.

"Ohhh fuck I like that!"

Sarah agreed.

When Love took over clit rubbing duties Sarah first moved her hands onto her legs, grabbing them behind the knees, but she quickly abandoned that and moved her shoulders so that they were now in front of her calves.  I pitched in by reaching up to grab her ankles.  This helped spread her legs further and in the doing gave me something to hold on to.  It also made it easier for Love to reach Sarah's clit and after a quick adjustment she moved so that she was coming in from my left, under my arm, her torso between my body and the back of the older girl's right thigh.  She was doing double duty with her hands, the right down at Sarah's crotch while the left crept up the center of her lover's body to play with the blonde's tits.

I continued to pump away at the same rate for a number of minutes, knowing that my climax wasn't too far off, but not in any rush to get there.  It's one thing to find a girl who's open to anal sex, it's something entirely different to find one who actually likes it.  Having found one I was going to take my time and enjoy it.  Of course when you're fucking someone who adores sex as much as Sarah, and who takes every opportunity to let you know she adores it, it's really easy to enjoy yourself.  It also helps if it's Sarah Michelle Gellar's ass you're fucking.

"Fuck!  Me!  Unnnhhhh...  Unnnhhhh...  Good!  Yeah!"  "Oh fuck yeah!"

That last cry was from me.  In case you couldn't already tell, I was having fun burying my cock in Sarah's rear.  I would try to compare it to something else I think is as fun, but everything I can think of that I enjoy that much is sexual in nature, and comparing one sex act to another to demonstrate how much you like the first sex act seems kind of redundant.  So I'll just settle for being repetitive.  I was really, really having a lot of fun screwing Sarah in the bum.

It felt good too.  Hey, if I'm going to be repetitive I might as well be obvious while I'm at it.

We stayed like this for a while, me thrusting in and out of Sarah while Love rubbed softly at her clit, and the blonde alternated between lifting her head and scrunching her face as she absorbed the flashes of pleasure coming from her groin and throwing her head back to the bed's surface with cries of delight, "Oh God!...  Oh God!...  Oh God!...  Ah FUCK!  Gnnnhhhhhh, yes!  Hunh... hunh...  hunh...  hunh..."

After more than ten minutes of steady humping I was starting to feel like it was time to step things up a bit and I don't think I was the only one either.  Sarah was starting to give off signals that she was ready for more, that she was ready to cum and that she was looking for me to provide the additional stimulation she needed to climax.  And then of course, there was Love.  Somehow we each forgot about her.

So when Love replaced her fingers on Sarah's clit with her tongue, and thereby supplying that looked for stimulation, it came as a surprise to both Sarah and I, "OH MY GOD LOVE!!!"

Okay, so Sarah was more surprised than I was.

Still, the bubbly sexpot did catch me unprepared when she applied her tongue to Sarah's pleasure center, and the resultant tightening of the muscles in the blonde's vagina as her hips lifted off the bed and her hands jumped onto the back of Love's head had a definite impact on my own gratification.  The journey to my orgasm took a giant leap forward.

Initially I would have believed that Love didn't realize what she was doing to me, indeed that she wasn't even really thinking about me when she leaned down and replaced her hand with her tongue in Sarah's vagina, except, as she leaned down she turned her head to the right and pushed her hair back over her ear, making sure that there was nothing getting in the way and preventing me from watching as the sexy brunette feasted on her lover's pussy.  I never realized what a long tongue Love has until I saw her stick it out and work it through Sarah's bald lips, managing to hit every centimeter of the green eyed girl's slit before stopping to slurp and suck on the clit she had just been polishing with her fingertips.

Sarah had been enjoying every second of the sex to this point almost as much as I had, the near continuous moans and grunts and expletives issuing from her as she lay there on her back with her legs in the air had made that quite clear.  But when Love followed her hand with her tongue Sarah went from lagging behind just a bit in the pleasure race to roaring past me, windows open and stereo blaring, announcing to the whole room, and anyone else who might care to listen, that the blonde was going to cum.

"Hunh... hunh... hunh... hunh... ohhh... ohhh... ohhh... OHHH!!  FUCK!!  Unnnnnhhhhhhh!!  OH GOD!  OH Fuck Love!!  Just like that!!  OH GOD!!  Keep that up baby!  I'm gonna cum!!"

After that pronouncement Sarah fell back to moaning and cursing, though at a higher volume than before.  Her moans were timed with her breathing, not surprisingly, but what was notable is that they were also timed with the thrusts of my prick into her butt, making me feel that I was, in some small way at least, still partly responsible for them and that it wasn't all a result of Love and her very capable tongue.  For me the proof came when my strokes started to pick up speed, as I moved quicker so went Sarah's moans.

But, admittedly, I wasn't doing it all by myself.  Love was keeping up her end, her tongue making repeated trips through Sarah's folds, with frequent pauses as she tried to drill the point of the pink muscle deeply into the older girl's twat, starting at the bottom of the waxed gash and curling the tip upwards as she went, her head frozen in place, only the tongue moving, repeating the motion over and over rapidly and driving her lover wild with desire.  It was while she was doing this specific thing that Sarah came, making up in spades for the lack of intensity of her last climax.

"OH SHIT!!  I'M CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM...  MINGHHHHHHH!!"

My cock fell out of Sarah's butt when her orgasm started and that probably would have bothered me if it weren't for the fact that my own climax arrived at the same time, so I was too busy enjoying the results of all that hard work to do much complaining.  And even though this promised to be an extremely satisfying culmination, I blamed Love for its arriving sooner than I would have liked.  I said I was too busy to do much complaining, not too busy to do any.  It was Love's industrious use of her tongue in Sarah's snatch that sent me speeding over the edge and I looked around for an appropriate way to show my gratitude.  Unfortunately the only thing I had available at that moment was jet after jet of thick, ropy, hot cum, so I angled my dick towards Love's open mouth and blasted her face.

The first salvo hit Love on the roof of the mouth and ricocheted right back out to land on Sarah's spread labia where it was joined by my next two shots.  The fourth shot also came down in Love's mouth, landing on her tongue and disappearing down the back of her throat.  My fifth and last squirt was the weakest of the set and this came just as Love was starting to chase after the three shots that had escaped her and hit the lovable brunette right across the tip of her nose, staying there unnoticed while the giggly girl lapped up the commingled juices from my and Sarah's orgasms.

With my climax mostly over I fell back to a sitting position on the bed, my legs still half underneath me, the efforts of the day finally catching up with me as exhaustion started to set in.  Sarah's orgasm lasted longer, or at least Love was doing her level best to try and make it last longer, but eventually the brown eyed girl removed her tongue from her friend's pussy and sat up on the bed with a satisfied sigh.  Followed quickly by a giggle when she saw the dollop of my cum still sitting on the tip of her nose.  Her eyes crossed and she tilted her head to the left as she tried to focus on the foreign object on her muzzle and I started to laugh when she tried to reach the little glob with her tongue, sticking the pink appendage out and wiggling it back and forth in an attempt to gather up the trickle before it dribbled away.  Sarah heard me laughing and she opened her eyes for the first time in minutes and lifted her head from the bed, her green orbs automatically tracking to her best friend.

When she saw what Love was trying to do she let out a short laugh and popped up from her position flat on her back to sit in front of her best friend and lover, "What are you doing?"

Caught in the act Love stopped and her eyes uncrossed and she pulled her tongue back in her mouth.  Instead of pretending that she hadn't really been trying to suck down that last drop of my cum that sat on her nose Love just smiled sweetly at her girlfriend and pointed to the blob of white cream.

"Oh.  I see.  That's some problem you have there."

"Yes."

"Would you like some assistance?"

"Yes please."

Sarah leaned forward and with gentle precision removed the spunk from Love's nose, holding it at the edge of her tongue and offering it to her lover.  Love accepted the gift, moving in toward Sarah and turning the blonde's donation into a lengthy kiss, both girl's up on their knees on the bed with arms wrapped around each other as they shared my cum back and forth.

Breaking apart after a time Love smacked her lips together and said "Tasty."

Her blonde friend quickly agreed, "Very.  Know where we might find some more?"

The two women turned as one to face me and with a squeal and a giggle fell upon me, pushing me to my back on the bed as they reached for my cock, Love getting to the rod first and hungrily swallowing it whole.  Sarah was right behind her and once again I was treated to the feeling of two horny little mouths working over every inch of my shaft and my balls.  Love was in more of a sharing mood this time and after pushing her nose up against my pubic bone she backed all the way off and let her lover take a turn at swallowing me to the root.

"Tastes like butt."

That got Sarah to stop what she was doing and she lifted her head to look at her friend, "Are you complaining wench?  'Cause I sure didn't hear any complaints last week when you spent the better part of a night rimming me."

Under her breath Love mumbled something I couldn't completely hear but it was something about Sarah not being able to hear because of "all the noise coming from the alley."  At least that's what I think she said.  Actually it seemed more like "all the noise coming from alley" but that didn't make any sense.  And it kind of makes you wonder where these girls live that they would be so close to an alley that the noise would drown out their conversations.  Whatever it was Sarah heard enough of it for her to narrow her eyes and stare at the younger girl for long moments.  Love just sat there trying to look the picture of innocence, but Sarah wasn't buying it and after a few more seconds she hurdled across the bed at the dark haired girl.




Love in an Elevator Ch. 03



Love bounded off the bed with another squeal and Sarah took off right after her, chasing the sexy brunette around the room, both of them giggling like mad as they played a game of naked tag, the younger girl not really trying to avoid the blonde who in turn wasn't really trying to catch her.  They were just enjoying every second of their time together and displaying way too much energy considering what they'd been doing all afternoon.  I was getting tired just turning my head to look at them.

"Sanctuary!  Sanctuary!"

Jumping on the bed with those words Love immediately crawled over to my left side and fell down with her head on my shoulder.  I hope she wasn't looking to me to protect her from her friend, because at that moment I couldn't have protected her from a newborn kitten, let alone a frisky Sarah.  But the light haired girl had amiably accepted Love's declaration of the bed as sanctuary and she also got up on the mattress and crawled over to lie down on my left side, with Love in the middle.  The pair both turned onto their right sides so that Love was facing me and Sarah was spooned up behind her.  She lifted her head to give Love a peck on the shoulder and then smiled down at the younger woman, before leaning in for a more proper kiss.

"Wench."

Giggle.

Silence for a few seconds then the distinct sound of lips smacking and I could hear Love muttering only to be cut off by Sarah, "Don't even go there!"

More giggles and then silence and that was the last I heard for a long while.


***


And the first thing I heard when I woke up.

I was disoriented at first.  The room was dark, all the lights had been turned off except for one in the bathroom, and I was lying on the bed on my back with my head at the foot.  Somehow a pillow had ended up under my head, and since I couldn't remember grabbing one before dozing off one of the girl's must have placed it there for me.  That was sweet.  Neither girl was where I had left them and I lifted my head to try to find them.  I didn't have to look far.

They were both still on the bed but had retreated to the top.  Sarah was on her stomach and Love was on her knees with her face pressed into the blonde's backside.

"You know Love, you really don't have to do this.  I have had bigger things in there."

She has?  Damn.  I don't think I want to hear any more.

"I know." Love lifted her head long enough to answer her friend before returning to her task.

"It was just a couple of weeks ago when Rose oiled up Mr. Snappy.  Remember?  You were there.  And I know you were only teasing before, so you don't have to prove anything by drilling your tongue into my butt."

No really.  I don't want to hear about Mr. Snappy and his big dick and how he was in Sarah's ass before me.  Hey, isn't that the name of the character from that godawful TV show?  No wait, that was Mr. Big.

"I know.  And when she was done you put on Mr. Snappy and used it on her."

Put on Mr. Snappy?  Put him on?  Why would she...?  Oh.  I get it now.  Suddenly I was feeling a lot less jealous of Mr. Snappy.  But I wouldn't mind seeing pictures of 'him' in action.

"So you're just doing this because you want to then?"

"Yep."  But she stopped there anyway and sat up on her haunches while Sarah rolled over onto her back.  "But I guess we have to stop huh?  It's getting kind of late."

"Yeah, it is, and yeah we do.  Rose will be waiting for us.  You don't want to be late do you?"

"No.  I want to see Rose just as much as you do.  It's just..."

"I know sweetie.  I feel the same way.  But fun time is almost over.  And c'mon, it's not like we're going back to a salt mine.  We're going home to see our friends.  Almost everyone should be at the mansion for the next few days.  That'll be fun, right?  And it's not like we can't do this again sometime."

"You promise?"

"I promise.  But not too often.  We want to keep it special.  Now why don't you go get ready while I wake up Sleeping Beauty here.  We have just enough time for this one last thing then we have to leave."

"Okay."  Love leaned down for a brief kiss then hopped off the bed and padded into the bathroom.  I quickly closed my eyes and pretended I was still asleep, not because I was embarrassed to be caught listening to their conversation, but because I wanted to see how Sarah was going to try to wake me.  I was not disappointed when she positioned herself by my waist and took my dick in her mouth and started sucking.  And licking.  And jerking.

Not that it was doing her any good.

I let Sarah suck me off for a couple of minutes before stirring and pretending to wake up.  She wasn't having any success getting me hard again, but it always feels good to have a warm, wet tongue on your rod and I didn't really want her to stop.  But as soon as she saw me looking at her she let my member drop from her mouth.

"Oh good.  I thought you were going to lie there and pretend to be asleep until you got another hardon, and I don't have all night."

So I'm not as good an actor as the girl's are.  Sue me.

"Is he awake?" Love's voice drifted around the corner from the bathroom.

Sarah looked up and raised her voice as she answered her friend, "Parts of him are."

"Parts of him?"

"Let's just say he's having some performance issues."

"Hey!"  Being tired after an all afternoon romp, one where I performed admirably I might add, and then not being able to achieve an erection in a few minutes does NOT qualify as a 'performance issue' to me.  I just needed a little TLC.  Something I was obviously not going to get from Sarah.

"Well it's the truth isn't it?  I was sucking your dick for what?  Three minutes?  Does it look hard to you?"

The funny thing is, hearing Sarah say the words 'sucking your dick' got more of a reaction from my penis than the actual sucking did.  Still, except for that faintest of twinges I remained dormant.  I would need a few more hours rest before I'd next be ready to blow.  Pun intended.

Before I could respond with a scathing retort Love came bouncing back into the bedroom, capturing both my and Sarah's attention, "Want me to give it a try?  Good morning sleepyhead."  This last to me as she sprang onto the bed on her knees and leaned forward, her weight resting on her hands.

In the space of two minutes I had seen Sarah with my cock in her mouth, Love's tits jiggling as she dashed back to the bed and the sweetest smile known to man.  If my collection of mental images from the day got any bigger I was going to have to start deleting stuff from my brain to make room.  Like my age.  And my address.  Maybe my name.

"Hello Tigger."

"Huh?"  Sarah may have understood, or she may just have found Love's reaction funny, because when the brunette turned to look at her the blonde could only shrug in answer.

"Tigger.  You know, from Winnie the Pooh?  Pooh's friend Tigger?"

"I know who Tigger is, I just don't get why you called me that."

"She's bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy
fun fun fun fun fun
But the most wonderful thing about Tigger is
That she's the only one!"

"Ohh.  I get it now.  I think."  She turned to look at her friend once more "But my top isn't made out of rubber..." turning back to glare at me "... which you would know if you'd spent more than two minutes paying attention to them instead of just diving right down to my butt!"

Sometimes you can't win.  Of course I'd hardly call what I'd done with the mildly irritated vixen losing.  Still, she wanted me to pay some attention to her boobs, then I'd pay attention to her boobs!  I scrambled up from the beds surface and grabbed Love around her waist and tossed her on her back near the top of the bed.  While she lay there giggling I rolled onto my left side and took Love's right breast in my hand, lifting it up as I ducked my head down and started to lick and suck at her nipple.  With the first touch of my lips Love's giggles started to diminish, eventually petering out completely until she was lying there quietly, her breathing even but getting shallow as she grew more excited over time.  Sarah just watched us for a while and then without a word she crawled into place on Love's left and started to work on the brunette's unoccupied boob.

We continued this way for a time and then I felt a touch on my hand and I lifted my eyes to Sarah's.  Without stopping what she was doing to her best friends tit she motioned with her head to the top of the bed.  I also did not stop what I was doing when I looked up to see Love's head thrown back to the pillows and her eyes tightly closed.  I could see her left hand raised above and behind Sarah's head and her fist was opening and closing repeatedly.  I did not know but could assume that she was doing the same thing with the other hand behind my head.  Damn, if I had realized she enjoyed having her tits sucked this much I would have spent more time doing it.

Having seen what she wanted me to see Sarah again touched my hand to bring my attention back to her.  This time she grasped one of my fingers and gently tugged, moving my hand away from Love's tit and taking it with her down the younger girl's body towards her groin.  Once down there she lifted her index finger and made a sawing motion in and out.  I caught on instantly and mimicked her gesture and then together we started to rub Love's labia, getting her ready for what was to come next.

Following Sarah's lead I continued to rub my finger along Love's vulva until I felt the light haired girl's hand slide on top of mine.  On the next downstroke she pressed my index finger inward and together we slipped our digits into Love's vagina.  She hissed in pleasure at the sensation but her eyes remained shut and the two of us maintained our steady offensive on her tits.

While we pumped our hands in and out of Love in tandem, Sarah was using her thumb to circle the brown haired girl's clit, lightly brushing all around it but never getting too close and risking over stimulation.  Between the two sets of lips on her nipples and the pair of fingers in her twat and the thumb fanning the flames at her clit Love was receiving quite enough in the way of stimulation.  For the moment anyway.  I didn't know it just yet but Sarah had some specific plans for Love's, and my, very near future.

After a couple more minutes of the triple-teaming Love's head was thrashing back and forth on the bed at a pretty good clip and she was moaning, starting off low and constant and just recently having moved on to loud and in rhythm with the fingers in her pussy.  For the first time since she had joined me at Love's chest Sarah lifted her mouth away from her girlfriend's tit and stuck her tongue out, just a bit, and flickered it briefly then motioned with her head down to Love's snatch.  Again I caught on to her intent immediately, mostly because I had been thinking along those very same lines.

I waited for Sarah to return to her duties at Love's breast before starting to move down to the brunette's crotch.  I didn't try to reposition myself so that I could rest comfortably in between Love's legs, instead I took a page straight out of her playbook and came at the lust-inducing beauty's pleasure center from above.  As it turned out, I doubt it would have mattered, because the second my tongue touched her inflamed clit Love took off like a rocket.

"Unhunhunhunh...  Oh God!...  Oh God!...  Ohmigod...  Ohmigod!...  OH GOD!...  Sarah!...  Sarah!...  SARAhhhhhhhhh."

Throughout her climax I kept nibbling and flicking at Love's clit with my tongue and when it was over both Sarah and I removed our finger's from the spent girl's muff.  Chuckling because we were continuing to act in sync, we both took our cum soaked digits and proceeded to suck the glaze into our mouths.

"Perfect!"

I could not have agreed more.  In fact it was so perfect, I wanted to go in for more.

"No wait!  Don't do that!"

Don't?  Wait?  Mommy, why is the mean woman keeping me from my treat?

Adding to my confusion Sarah jumped off the bed and reached over to the dresser, picking something up and climbing back onto the bed.  It wasn't until she was back in position between her lover's legs that I finally understood what she was doing and why she had wanted me to wait.

Love's electric blue thong was once again dangling from her finger, just like it had been when Sarah had first entered the room, those many hours ago.

I liked it.  There was a... symmetry to what Sarah had in mind that appealed to me.

Love was still lying on her back with her eyes closed and her legs spread wide.  Not the most ladylike pose perhaps, but absolutely perfect for what Sarah was about to do.  When she felt the blonde's hand run up her thigh she gave a small moan of approval, becoming louder when Sarah's fingers brushed against her labia.  Then the moan gave way to a giggle as the green eyed girl started to push the fabric of the thong into Love's still sopping twat and she raised her upper body on her elbows to watch the blue material disappear inside her vagina, smiling up at Sarah and me when the whole undergarment, what there was of it, was buried inside her canal.

"Come and get it."

No chuck wagon was ever approached by any cowboy in the old west with as much glee as I moved in on Love.  What an absolutely wonderful way to end the day.


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It didn't take me very long to remove Love's thong from her pussy, and it probably would have taken even less time if I had just gone in for it without taking any detours.  But I was really getting in to the balance this was bringing to the days events, each woman offering me her cum saturated panties straight from the source and the fact that I was literally going to finish the day where I started, with my face pressed up against this amazing woman's slit, so I had Love roll over onto her stomach so I could approach her from behind.  Just like I had when we first entered the room.  And just like that first time I drifted away from her gash every now and again to spend some time rimming her asshole and even more time teasing her clit and adding to the cream that was pooling in her snatch, but eventually I focused on the reason I was down there and gently grasping the underwear in my teeth I pulled it out from Love's beaver, her fresh juices dampening the fabric and giving me the perfect match to the pair of gray panties that were still on the nightstand.

Unfortunately after that it really was time for the girl's to leave and we said our goodbyes there on the bed, exchanging long kisses amid much petting and intimate stroking of bare flesh.  In time even that had to come to an end and reluctantly the ladies stood up and began to get dressed, each girl needing just a fraction less time than usual due to the one less article of clothing that they had to put on.  In Sarah's case it was not such a big deal since she had been wearing jeans when she entered the room.  However in Love's case, and given how short the skirt she had worn was, this could potentially be a very big deal.  One stray gust of wind and this would be a paparazzi event unlike anything the celebrity world had ever seen.

"Umm.  Are you guys sure you want to go outside, in public, dressed like... that?"  I motioned towards Love's skirt with my hand as I continued "You know, given the lack of certain protection?"

Sarah laughed as she answered "Hell no we don't want to go outside with Love's cooch on display for anyone to see.  But that's okay, we don't have to.  We have a room here on the 31st floor.  We're just going to go down there to shower and change before we go meet our friend."

Shower?  Change?  I was going to shower.  Maybe I could convince them to shower up here.  With me.

"You know, I was going to jump in the shower.  Maybe you guys would like to stay here and join me?"

Another laugh from the blonde, "Yeah right.  I'm sure that would work out real well.  Sorry, maybe next time, okay?"

Well it was worth a shot.  And on the plus side, Sarah was still talking about there being a next time.  As consolations go, that was a pretty damn nice one.  I was just about to concede defeat when I noticed the look on Love's face.  She was looking down with a thoughtful expression on her face which I mistook for indecision.  Thinking that maybe she at least would be willing to stay a while longer I tried again.

"You know Love if you wanted to stay and join me while Sarah goes down to your room for her shower, that would be okay.  I bet you guys would even be ready to meet your friend that much sooner if we did that."

Love looked up at me with her eyes gone wide, that deer trapped in headlights kind of expression on her face.  Oops.  That didn't look like someone who was undecided about what she wanted to do.  Poor Love.  I'd just put her in the position of having to choose between staying with me and disappointing Sarah, or having to turn me down and leaving with her lover.  I don't think Love ever had an easy time letting someone down, and this time was no different.  She quickly glanced over to Sarah, silently appealing to the older girl to help her out of this jam.

Sarah saved the brunette from having to make any choice.  She reached out and placed a hand on Love's arm, not even needing to pull her away from me as the lovable brunette stepped back willingly into her open arms.  Sarah stood there with her arms wrapped around her lover's waist, Love's own arms resting lightly on top of them, and looked at me from over the younger girl's right shoulder.

"Mine."

That's all she said, just the one word, but it was more than enough to make her point and get the brown eyed girl smiling like a beacon.  Love preened like a peacock at Sarah's casual display of possessiveness and if she had not been wrapped up in her lover's arms I swear she would have been strutting about the room.  As it was she managed to give off an air of supreme satisfaction until some stray thought must have crossed her mind and her brow furrowed and her look grew first pensive, then concerned.  She turned her head so that she could whisper in her friend's ear and I watched as Sarah listened to Love's quandary.

Whatever the problem was it must not have been that serious because Sarah chuckled as Love talked and then responded lightly, "Yes Love, you can still be Rose's slut whenever you want.  Would I take that away from you?  Could I is more like it.  And do you really think Rose would put up with me trying for even one second?  Hmm?"

Whether Love thought Rose, whoever Rose was, would let Sarah do what she suggested didn't seem to matter to the dark haired girl, she just placed a kiss on her lover's cheek and turned back to look at me, her big bright smile once again firmly in place.  Sarah looked back up at me from over Love's shoulder, an expression of appraisal on her own countenance.

"So.  You're not going to ask?"

Ask what, right?  You would expect me to play it coy and pretend not to know what Sarah was talking about.  But that would be the worst thing I could possibly do.  The one thing, the absolute only thing, that I understood with complete certainty from that day is that I had been part of something very special.  I don't know how or why I was chosen to spend the afternoon with these incredible women, and I don't know how they determined that it would be a safe thing to do, but I was chosen and they were safe.  I wasn't going to disparage that now by pretending I didn't know what they had risked.  I answered as honestly as I was able.

"None of my business really.  Outside of this room..." I lifted a hand in gesture to the outside world "... what you do in private is just that.  Private.  Same with who you do it with.  Just like I expect that what we did here today is private.  Not that I'd object if you wanted to go public with it.  Be good for my reputation don'tcha know."




Love in an Elevator Ch. 03



Both girls rolled their eyes at that but soon were looking at me with happy smiles on their faces, Love in particular.  It must have come as something of a relief to them, knowing that I had no inclination to pry any further into their private affairs, again pun intended, even though I was now a pretty big part of those private affairs.  Many guys would have assumed that in my position they would now be entitled to know anything they wanted about the private lives of the two Hollywood stars.  Many guys would have been wrong.  So I couldn't exactly blame Sarah when she still felt the need to drive home the point that, to paraphrase a popular commercial, what happens in the hotel room, stays in the hotel room.

"Well I for one am glad that you understand the nature of the situation.  I wouldn't want there to be any misunderstanding and have you thinking we wanted this all over the Hollywood press.  That would be bad for all of us.  No, if that happened I would just have to rip your dick off and give it to Love as a souvenir."

I looked over to the giggling brunette and she batted her eyes at me demurely, "I like to have them bronzed and placed on my mantle."

Unlike the last time when Love and Sarah played me to perfection, this time I was fully aware I was being teased and could therefore respond accordingly, "Must make for some interesting conversations when your Mom drops by."

Two sets of eyes gone enormously round and for the first time that day it was me that was able to burst into laughter at the expressions on their faces, Love's mortified at the idea of explaining such a collection to her mother and Sarah, well Sarah was looking at me in some disbelief.  I think she couldn't decide whether she should be outraged at my impudence, brushing aside her threat of bodily harm as if it were nothing, or impressed that not only had I brushed it aside, I had actually turned it back on her.  Of course it would have helped if she hadn't gone for such an absurd threat.  I mean c'mon, she's strong for her size, but really now.  In the end she settled on joining in my laughter.  When it ended she released her hold on Love and stepped out from behind the dark haired girl to give me another kiss and a hug goodbye.

"We'll be in touch, okay?"

"Believe me when I tell you, I'll be looking forward to it."

Sarah stepped back and now it was Love's turn.  She practically leaped into my arms and hugged me as tight as she could, her head buried in my shoulder.  After a minute or so she lifted her head and gave me a peck on the cheek before moving her lips to my ear so she could whisper in it.

"Thank you.  You were wonderful.  And next time... maybe I'll let you do to me what you did to Sarah."

And then she was moving away from me, back to join Sarah over by the dresser, leaving me to stare at her in shock.  Anal sex with Love?  There went another thousand or two beats of my heart.  That was even enough to get my somnolent cock to stir briefly.

"These your business cards?"

The question interrupted my musing and my dick went back to sleep, "Huh?  Oh, yeah, those are my cards."

Taking the card she had been holding up Sarah turned back to the dresser and grabbed a pen as she started to write something on the back, leaving both card and pen on the bureau near the small pile when she was finished.  She took another card from the pile and stuck it in the front pocket of her jeans, adding a second card after holding it out for Love's inspection and getting a short nod.

They started to move towards the door and I reluctantly followed.  I was still naked, I really was heading in for a shower as soon as the girls were gone, and we exchanged another set of kisses and hugs, keeping both short and then the pair had opened the door and stepped through.  In spite of my nudity I leaned out into the hall and watched the pair as they walked to the elevator.

A few feet down the corridor Love turned back to face me, waving goodbye as she went, "'Bye Dilbert.  We'll call soon, okay?"

Anything else she might have said was cut off as Sarah took advantage of Love's state of dress and flipped up the front of the younger girl's skirt, giving me a final flash of the dark pubes before the squealing brunette threw both hands down to push her skirt back in place as she whirled to face forward again.  I could only chuckle to myself.  I couldn't begin to tell you how many times that day Love had ridden my tongue, humping my face as I ate her pussy, yet there she was in the hall, shrieking in embarrassment because Sarah had lifted her skirt.  Unfortunately for Love it didn't end there.  With both hands clasped in front of her crotch her rear was unguarded and Sarah took advantage once more, lifting the back of Love's skirt and exposing her shapely rump.  The blonde even took the indignity a step further, pinching her lover's cheek and getting another howl of protest in answer.  Love started to run down the hall to escape her tormentor, her giggles filling the corridor with sound, while Sarah followed close behind, laughing almost as loudly.

One more image for my collection.  Sigh.  There goes my mother's birthday.  I closed the door and went back into my room.

Before heading in for my shower I took a long look around the area that had become so much more than a hotel room to me now.  It was here in the hallway where Love and I shared our first real intimacies.  It was there by the dresser where I watched Sarah demonstrate in explicit detail just how much more than friends she and the ebullient brunette really were.  And it was over there on the bed where the three of us brought to life just about every fantasy I had ever had that didn't involve Heidi Klum and Cool Whip.  And after the day I'd just had I could easily go through life without that particular daydream ever coming true and not feel a second's regret.

I moved over to the dresser, almost giddy with the images that were flooding my mind, and sorted through the items on the countertop, settling on the business card that Sarah had written on the back of, picking it up and reading the words she had left there.

'Thanks for everything, We'll be in touch – Sarah'

Oh well.  I had been hoping she'd left a number where I could reach them, but it was understandable why she wouldn't.  Hell even I couldn't guarantee I wouldn't be calling them every other day to see when we could meet to do this all over again if she had left her number.  So if Sarah felt it would be better left to them to make the call, then I would just have to grin and bear it.  I certainly had the grinning part down.  Until I flipped the card over to the front and the memory of Love's last goodbye came back to me.

'Bye Dilbert.  We'll call soon, okay?'

Oh no.  No no no no NO!!!  They'd taken the wrong cards!

My feeling of elation now replaced by one of sudden emptiness I moved backwards to the bed, sitting down with a plop when I felt the backs of my legs make contact with the mattress.  They'd taken the wrong cards.  Instead of taking my real business cards, Sarah had taken from a small pile of gag cards from the trade show I was in town to attend.  Oh fuck!  That meant that I did not have a number where I could reach the girls, and now they didn't have a number where they could reach me.  And that meant...  Oh FUCK!

I sat there stunned, the time passing slowly as I absorbed the full implication of these latest events, gradually coming to terms with what had happened.  The feeling of loss was intense, knowing that any chance I might have had of future encounters with one or both of the Hollywood starlets had just dissipated like smoke from the pipe dream it now was had me on the edge of despair.  And just like that moment on the bed earlier that day when I was reaching for Love all it would take was one good push and I would tumble over that edge.  I lifted my head and took another look around the room, letting the images back in, letting them roll over me, letting them take me back in time to the moment when they occurred.  And I started to... laugh.

Yeah, laugh.  How could I not?  How could I sit there and remember everything I had experienced that day, everything I had shared with Love and Sarah and everything they had shared with me and not laugh in pure joy?  Sure, I had lost out on any chance of a repeat encounter, but that didn't change what had happened in that hotel room.  I still had all that, nothing could take that away from me, and if I could never duplicate the experience, well, perhaps that was the way it was supposed to be.  Maybe this was the powers' that be way of telling me that one man could be just so lucky – but no more.  Maybe.  Or maybe there are no powers that be, no destiny and no fate, just chance encounters and the luck of the draw and we make our own destiny.  And if that's the case then whatever happened next was in my hands.

Sure, I could have called the concierge and tried to convince him that I was a friend of Sarah and Love's and that they really would be okay with him putting my call through to their room, but the odds of that working were... well there were no odds.  Hotels simply did not give out the room numbers of their guests without explicit permission.  Not even to other guests in the hotel.  And that assumes that Sarah or Love had registered under their real names.  Not likely.  So that was out.  Or maybe I could go down to the 31st floor and start pounding on every door until I came across the right one.  Except there were forty, maybe more, rooms on each floor.  What were the odds that I would find theirs before some indignant guest called security and I got tossed to the street on my ass.  And again I was assuming that one or the other girl would even answer the door when I came a-knockin'.  Anyone else, there's a chance, but those two?  No, they may not have wanted to stay to share a shower with me, but I had little doubt that they were in their room right that second having soapy fun and getting wet.  And giggling.

I laughed some more.

Okay, two ideas and two strikes, what else was there?  Oh.  Oh!  Yeah, that could work.

But first I'd have to take that shower.

Then I was off to start riding the elevator.

Hey, it had worked the first time.


The end.  Or is it?


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All right, I won't keep you waiting.  This isn't the end.  When I first had the idea for this story I honestly thought I would finish it in 1 part.  Then I started writing it and realized I would need a 2nd part.  2 parts became 3, and now 3 has become 4.  And it's still not finished.  Oh well, so it goes.  I may be the one doing the writing but I am a big believer in letting a story go where it needs to.  Most of the time.  And this story needs to go into a 5th part.  At least.

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Love in an Elevator Ch. 04



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I was floating on a cloud of the softest cotton surrounded by a brown fabric sky. Normally the fact that the sky was not its usual comforting blue would have alarmed me, or at the very least rated a raised eyebrow, but not this time. This time I was much too intent on the pair of heads that was bent over my crotch and taking turns licking and sucking at my erect dick. My even larger than normal erect dick. A smile came to my face and as if she sensed it the blonde head turned to gaze up at me and met my delighted look with one of her own. 

"Look. We've been watering it." 

"I can see that." 

"It's grown some. Soon it will be nearly a foot long I think!" The last part was said with a great deal of pride and Sarah looked back up at me, a very satisfied expression on her face. 

"A foot long." 

Love removed her mouth from my cock just long enough to dreamily echo her best friend's remark before returning to her efforts to get the entire length of my larger-than-life penis down her throat. With her beatific smile still in place Sarah turned back to rejoin her lover and they resumed bathing my prick with their tongues. When it was the blonde's turn to swallow me again she grasped my shaft near the base and playfully smacked it three times against her cheek, her mouth open in a narrow "O". 

Knock knock knock. 

Heh heh. Funny. It was like that guy who used to be on TV that would smack his palm against his open mouth making a kind of popping noise. He was a one trick pony but somehow he managed to make a career out of it. Bet you'd never see Sarah's version on TV. Still, there was something about it that wasn't quite right. The young blonde waited a few moments before repeating the action a second time. 

Knock knock knock. 

Huh. That was weird. Guess my cock was growing harder as well as larger. Neat. 

Ding Dong. 

What the...? Well that didn't sound good. My heart started to race. Knocking was one thing, but ding dong? This was not the kind of sound a person wants to hear coming from his penis. 

Ding Dong Ding Dong Ding Dong. 

I awoke from my nap with a start. My head lifting off the pillow a short distance and my eyes snapping open. Crap. It was a dream. None of it was real. Well not none of it. I was still surrounded by a brown fabric sky in the form of ubiquitous hotel wallpaper. But I wasn't floating on a cloud and I wasn't getting head from my two gorgeous lovers of the day before. And I didn't have a 12 inch penis. Damn. But what inches I did have were standing proudly just waiting for the pair of horny mouths to restart their attentions. Those non-existent dream-state mouths. Sure, nothing else is real except for some lousy wallpaper and a hardon. Crap. 

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! 

Oh right, the door, "Yeah. Hang on. I'll be right there!" 

Rising from the bed I grabbed a robe and threw it on, closing the front and cinching the cloth belt tightly before heading off to the door to see who could possibly want to talk to me so badly that they were nearly breaking in to my hotel room. I had returned to the room during the mid-morning break of the seminar slash trade show I was in town to attend, convinced yet again that the whole thing was a colossal waste of time and that I would be better off upstairs taking a short nap. I had been completely wiped out from the efforts of the prior afternoon and after spending about an hour riding the elevator up and down between the lobby and the 31st floor, and garnering more than a few suspicious looks along the way, in the vain hope that I would catch Love and Sarah before they left, I had taken a seat at one of the two restaurants in the lobby and had some dinner. I sat where I could watch the elevators in case they had yet to leave the building, but by the time I was done eating they still had not appeared and I was forced to conclude that I had somehow missed them. With a mixture of sadness and elation, sadness that I had lost out on any opportunity for a repeat of that day's events, and elation because the events had occurred in the first place, I returned to my room and lay down on the bed to watch some TV. I was asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow, and there I stayed until my alarm went off the next morning. And I was still a little tired when I woke up. 

I was just reaching the door when the pounding started again this time with the doorbell added for good measure, "All right all right. I'm coming. Give a guy some time, would ya?" 

With my hand on the door handle I paused briefly to take a look through the peephole. I had no reason to think anyone unsavory was at my door, but it never hurts to be careful. Not knowing what to expect I was still taken somewhat aback by the sight that greeted me. Three people were waiting there for me, two women and... a very short man in an ill-fitting suit and a fedora with the brim turned down, hiding the upper half of his face. That's weird. I knew this guy. Well, not knew him, more like I recognized him. I was sure I'd seen him loitering in the hotel lobby pretending to read a newspaper, acting like some bad private eye from a 1930's gangster movie. What was he doing at my door? 

Turning my attention back to the other two in the hallway I came first to an incredibly beautiful woman I did not immediately recognize. She was a few inches taller than either of her companions and she had black hair pulled back into a loose ponytail and pale, almost porcelain white, skin with beautiful limpid brown eyes peeking out from underneath her perfect bangs. It wasn't until I focused on the bright red lipstick she wore on her lips that I had my first inkling as to who this gorgeous creature was. Oh Crap! Could it really be her? 

My eyes shifted next to the last person in the hallway and I didn't have to look any further than the blonde hair and wraparound sunglasses to recognize one of the two people I most wanted to see at my door. 

Sarah! Standing in my hallway! Fuck yeah! Perhaps the universe isn't going entirely to hell after all! 

Not needing any more information about the other two I immediately moved to unlock and open the door to greet my newest lover but before I could even get the first syllable out I was nearly bowled over by the strange little man as he leapt into my arms and started covering my face with kisses. 

Fortunately the fedora fell off before my alarm turned into full blown panic and I realized that it was not a strange little man I was holding, but Love dressed like a strange little man. That didn't make it any less weird, in fact it raised a whole slew of new questions, but it made accepting the steady stream of kisses much much easier. Then with a giggle and one last kiss on the tip of my nose Love released her legs from around my waist and dropped back down to the ground, turning to grab her black-haired friend by the hand before hurrying off into the bathroom and shutting the door without a word and leaving me alone with Sarah. 

"Nature calling?" I pointed over my shoulder with my thumb to the bathroom as I closed the door to my room behind the blonde. 

The green-eyed beauty chuckled lightly at that before replying "More like screaming." 

"Must be if she needs someone to tag along." 

"You know us girls, always going to the bathroom in pairs." 

As she spoke Sarah was moving closer to me and I also began to close the distance between us, one hand coming to a rest on the light-haired girl's waist as she dropped the shopping bag she'd been carrying and placed a hand on my shoulder. 

"Yeah but I thought that was just at restaurants or clubs. Public places. Not in somebody's hotel room. Hey was that...?" I shifted topics suddenly, reminded that I had not had a chance to confirm my guess about the third member of the trio before Love had spirited her off to the bathroom. 

"Rose McGowan? Yep." 

"Wow. She's really beautiful." 

"Yes she is. Very. But for future reference, it's never a good idea to tell the woman you're about to kiss how beautiful some other woman is. Dampens the mood a bit." 

"Did I do that? Silly me. What I meant to say was, My God you're beautiful. I'm so happy to see you." I paused briefly, waiting to see if Sarah would react. When she didn't I continued, "So, were we about to...?" 

"Oh come here you goof!" 

Anything more I had to say was put on hold for the moment as Sarah moved her hand to the back of my neck and pulled me down and we gave each other a greeting suitable to new lovers. When the kiss ended Sarah chuckled again. I thought it was because of some of the noises we heard drifting out of the bathroom, but when she reached down and began to lightly trace my shaft through the material of the robe with one finger I realized what had caused the quiet laugh. 

"I guess you really are happy to see me." 

Before I could answer I was cut off by the sound of Love's wild giggling and a shout of surprise from the bathroom, "Holy shit, wouldya look at that!" 

"Are they okay in there?" 

"They're fine. Love just wanted to show Rose something." 

Sarah's hand moved to the inside of my robe and she began stroking my pole but now without the interference of the thick cotton material. The change did not go unnoticed by me and for a moment I stopped wondering what was going on behind the closed door to the lavatory. 

"Oh fffffuck." 

My eyes had shut when Sarah's hand closed around my prick and they popped open when the blonde girl spoke again, "I hope you don't mind." 

Mind? Mind what? Mind Sarah's hand traveling up and down the length of my swollen dick giving me such incredible feelings of pleasure? What clown would mind that? Or maybe she meant Love and Rose using my bathroom for... more laughter spilled out from behind the closed door... whatever it was that they were doing in there. What exactly were they doing in there? 

"Careful Love. You're going to get my hair wet!" 

More rapid-fire giggling accompanied by the sound of the shower running. Well whatever it was it sounded like they were having fun. My attention was brought back to the petite woman in front of me when Sarah gave my member a little tug. 

"I know you weren't expecting us, but Love and I couldn't stop talking about you at dinner last night and Rose decided that she had to meet you. And when Rose decides she's going to do something it's usually best to just go along. Not that Love or I needed much convincing to come spend more time with you. You don't mind, do you?" 

Ohhhh... Mind that. And what moron would mind that? I don't know, but whoever he was I knew he wasn't in that room. I might be many things, but stupid enough to object to a visit from two, no three, of Hollywood's most desirable young women was not one of them. 

While she was speaking Sarah had been using her left hand to untie the belt on my robe, allowing it to fall open and for my fully erect manhood to make an appearance. 

"Such a nice big cock. How we got that in my tight little ass I'll never know." 

The flattery was completely unnecessary but I soaked it up nonetheless. I'm normally a pretty humble kind of guy. I have an ego, to be sure, but I consider myself to be pretty normal, nothing to be ashamed of and nothing to get overly excited about. But when you have a woman like Sarah holding your erect penis in her hand and using the words "nice" and "big" to describe it, well let me tell you, you feel like you just conquered Everest. Before lunch. 

"No I don't mind. Hell, I thought I was never going to see you guys again. When I realized that you had taken the wrong card I..." 

"Hey that's right! I forgot all about that. Dilbert! Gimme a break! Tell me the truth, you're a nerd aren't you?" 

What could I say? I was a nerd. And perfectly content in my nerdiness. I gave Sarah a sheepish smile. 

Another little tug on my shaft and Sarah leaned in to speak directly into my ear, "That's okay. We like nerds. And who knew they had such nice thick cocks!" 

Again any response I might have made was postponed as Sarah dropped to her knees in front of me and took the aforementioned nice thick cock into her mouth. I had been on the receiving end of oral sex from the pretty blonde woman a number of times the day before but that didn't mean I was growing complacent about it. For one thing, I was still pretty jazzed by the whole I-was-having-sex-with-a-Hollywood-star thing, and for another, Sarah was actually quite good at sucking cock. Some women are just natural born sword-swallowers and Sarah was one of them. 

She had the tip of my dick hitting her tonsils almost from the very first stroke and she was using both hands to spread her saliva up and down my pole. Her pace was already near the top of the scale and she was sucking me so hard I kept going up on my toes as I rocked forward, little grunts of pleasure echoing in the entryway every time my heels left the floor. 

After a few minutes of aggressive cock sucking both Sarah and I came to the conclusion that it was time to move on to something more mutually satisfying. She stood up and, much like Love had moments before, practically leapt into my arms with her legs wrapped around my waist and her right hand grasping the back of my neck. Thinking that she wanted me to carry her into the room and deposit her on the bed or some other conveniently flat surface I started to take a step when she stopped me. The puzzled look on my face was met by a wide smile as my blonde lover reached down with her left hand and once again took hold of my dick. Sarah was wearing a pale yellow sundress and, as I was just about to find out, not much else. She positioned the tip of my penis at the opening to her panty-free twat and with a minimum of effort I slowly started to slide inside her. 

I think, by this point, it should be very easy to imagine just how good that felt. In fact, I had already concluded that I would never have another sexual encounter that could even come close to comparing to my experiences with Love and Sarah. The sex per se might, though I would tend to doubt it, measure up, but how could any other woman ever match up to not just one, but two of Hollywood's hottest babes? The answer was she almost certainly couldn't. It was a steep price to pay for one, now looking to become two, days of incredible pleasure but I defy anyone to tell me they wouldn't pay it in a heartbeat. 

When my dick was in deep enough Sarah brought her left hand up to join the right and slowly started to move up and down on my shaft, proving, at least to my satisfaction, that while a blowjob is always appreciated, having your dick in the tight, hot, and increasingly wet channel of a Hollywood movie star is just so much better. 

Not because my situation needed improving, but rather that I wasn't doing anything else with them, I took my hands and placed them on Sarah's ass, assisting her in her up and down plunges as needed, simply squeezing her firm flesh when not. We were mostly silent during these first few minutes, excepting a few gasps of pleasure, both of us preferring to concentrate on fucking instead of being distracted by speech. Since we were still in the entryway leading into the room we could have turned so that either one of us had their back pressed to the wall with relative ease, but Sarah was obviously enjoying things the way they were and I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't having a damned good time myself, so I continued to hold her in a flying cowgirl arrangement for several minutes more. Eventually however the need for a change in position became desirable and Sarah instructed me to find somewhere flat where we could continue to screw. 

My hotel room was designed for the business traveler and as such there was only the one bed, the second half of the room where the other bed would normally be given over to a small couch and a stuffed chair arranged to face the TV hidden away inside its cabinet. I passed by the bed that had been the site of so much mutual pleasure the day before, instead walking Sarah, my prick still lodged in her pussy, over to the chair and lowering her down onto the seat so that she was mostly horizontal on her back, her ass sticking out over the edge. 

As soon as she removed her hands from my neck I began to move inside her once more, starting off slowly but quickly taking advantage of our relative positions to ramp things up until my thighs were smacking into the back of hers with some real force. Aside from the grunts that were now being forced out of her there wasn't a word of complaint from my green-eyed lover. In fact, Sarah hadn't really needed any time at all to get ready for me, or for the "nice", "big" and "thick" cock she'd been praising just a few minutes earlier. A detail that was just now working its way to the forefront of my brain. 

"Speaking of being happy to see someone..." 

A perfectly manicured arched eyebrow was the only response. 

Sarah knew I was going to tease her about something, it was after all one of the main pillars of our admittedly brief relationship, but she wasn't going to give me anything additional to work with if she could help it. Fortunately, I already had all the ammunition I currently needed. 

"But you certainly didn't need much... warming up." 

"Are you kidding? I've been thinking about this since we decided to bring Rose by last night. Ooooh yeah, keep doing that. Mmmmm." 

Any thought of continuing the teasing was driven from my mind at that point as I focused on two things. First, on complying with Sarah's wish to keep pounding her just the way she liked it, and second, replaying her next to last sentence over and over again in my head. Sarah had been thinking about coming back for a second day of sex, with me, and the thought had her practically dripping with excitement. Sarah wanted a second day of sex. With me. And the idea aroused her. A lot. If I had been physically capable of it I think I would have been pretty wet myself right at that moment. But not being a member of the distaff half of the species I had to settle for getting even harder, and hammering her even faster, than I already had been. A detail that took no time at all to work itself to the forefront of Sarah's brain, her pussy sending the message almost instantaneously. 

"Oh FUCK!" 

Things continued this way for some minutes before I had to slow down again to catch my breath. I was still feeling pretty pleased with myself but I didn't want to blow it all, and give Sarah a reason to reassess her feelings about me, by popping my cork too soon. So I eased up a bit and took Sarah's ankles in my hands, pushing them ceilingward and forcing her legs straight. Then I pressed them together, crossing one over the other and brought her calves to rest against my right shoulder. After another few minutes like this the blonde beauty was ready to try something different. 




Love in an Elevator Ch. 04



"Let's change positions." 

"Okay. What's your pleasure?" 

"Here. Why don't you sit." 

I pulled out of Sarah, as reluctantly as I have ever done anything in my life, and straightened up, while giving the chair a skeptical look. There was more than enough room for a normal sized person to sit in it of course, but the stuffed arms didn't really allow for what I assumed Sarah had in mind. 

"Umm. I'm not sure there's enough room here." 

"That's okay. I have an idea. Just sit." 

Throughout the course of my adult life, whenever I, or my girlfriend/one-night-stand of the moment, had an idea to try something sexually adventurous, I can't recall a single time when I didn't enjoy it. Yeah, sometimes it didn't work out exactly as planned, but just the fact that my partner and I were engaged enough by what we were doing that we were actively thinking of ways to try to improve it, to spice things up even a little bit, well that was a huge turn-on for me. I'd rather fall on my ass wearing a tutu while pulling the chandelier down from the ceiling with me than have dull, repetitive sex night after night. I'm not saying there's anything wrong with an old stand-by like missionary position, I just don't want that to be the be-all and end-all of my sex life. So when Sarah said "I have an idea.", even though it was unlikely to be anything revolutionary in the history of intercourse, an even larger smile worked its way onto my face. 

"I like ideas." 

"Of course you do. You're a nerd. Now sit." 

I did as requested, taking my place on the chair somewhat less than fully upright but with my back firmly pressed into the cushion. As I expected there really wasn't room for Sarah to squat over me so we could resume our screwing. Oh there was room for her to put her feet on either side of my thighs, but the over-stuffed arms would prevent her from spreading her legs wide enough so she could get her hips down to where I could get my prick back inside her. Perhaps if I had actually possessed the 12 inch penis of my recent dreams we could have worked it out, but with my somewhat less lengthy pole it was simply not going to happen. 

But this didn't stop Sarah. Except, instead of trying to get her feet up on the seat she maneuvered herself up onto the arms of the chair, with one leg thrown over each side, and lightly placed her hands on my chest before reaching down and once again placing the head of my cock at her opening. Then, with her eyes screwed shut and using only the muscles in her legs, Sarah began to lower herself on my rod and slowly, very slowly, pull herself back up the length of my shaft, stopping when just the head remained inside her. 

"Oh God!" 

Normally I don't invoke a deity when I'm having sex, preferring to keep my religious beliefs far, far away at such a time. But sometimes there just aren't words expressive enough, or perhaps I mean compact enough, to convey my feelings without having to resort to something far more flowery. Like poetry. And I just ain't a poetry kinda guy. At times like that a simple "Oh God.", used as nothing more than an exclamation, is preferable, if only because of its brevity. Why was I brought almost to edge of poetry? Because with her legs thrown over the arms of the chair Sarah was now spread so wide that her pussy was clenching and manipulating my dick as tightly as if she held me in her fist. In a way it almost felt like Sarah was trying to lift me off the chair by my penis using only her vagina. 

"Oh God!" 

It bore repeating. 

Constantly. 

"Oh God!... Oh God!... Oh God!..." 

If it had been me with my legs straddling the arms of the chair and relying on the muscles in my thighs to repeatedly lift most of my weight up and down I doubt I could have lasted for very long. But Sarah was in such good shape that she was able to keep going long after I would have had to stop. And I knew she was relying on only her leg muscles because both her hands were resting lightly on my chest, the pressure never increasing as she moved up, then down, up, then down, the only real signs that she was exerting herself being her tightly closed eyes and the lower lip caught between her teeth. Of course they could also both be taken as signs that the blonde was feeling as much intense pleasure by the in and out motion of my dick in her twat as I was. Oh God! 

The minutes passed slowly as Sarah rode me with her eyes still closed. But after a short time she opened them and her green orbs locked onto mine. It must have been pretty obvious the intensity of emotion that I was feeling right then because Sarah immediately leaned in and we began to kiss softly. It was at this point that we got our first indication that we had an audience. 

"Oh Rose, look, they're kissing. Isn't that sweet?" 

"Oh Love, look, they're fucking. Isn't that hot?" 

Love and I may have only known each other for just under 24 hours by that point but I knew her well enough to know that this was a perfect example of her basic nature. She could see two people screwing yet it would be the kissing that would elicit the biggest response from her. Rose, on the other hand, was, shall we say, more practical. She could see two people fucking and that's what she would respond to. The kissing was just incidental. And, as I would find out through the course of the day, that was a pretty good example of her basic nature. Sarah seemed to fall somewhere in the middle. Absolutely pragmatic in some cases, gushing romantic in others. To my eyes, the three of them complemented each other perfectly. My eyes, which had naturally closed when Sarah and I started to kiss, opened and we pulled apart, each giving the other a wry grin. 

"Um. I think your friends finished whatever they were doing." 

"So I've noticed." 

Even though I had spent as much time, if not more, the day before having sex with Love I still felt a moments discomfort at the very exposed, explicitly so, position we found ourselves in. More for Sarah's sake than my own. I knew she and Love were lovers and obviously had no problem having sex with a third person in front of each other, but I had no idea where Rose fit into this. Just as I was about to lift Sarah off of me and stand up I got a better idea of how self-conscious the blonde was feeling. 

"Let's really give them a show!" 

Okay. Definitely not what I was expecting. 

"Um. A show? What, exactly, are you thinking?" 

"Don't worry about it. You just stay seated." 

I could do that. 

Sarah lifted herself completely off my prick and I fell out with a somewhat sodden plop as my shaft slapped once against my lower abdomen before rebounding to stand up straight and proud. 

"Oooh. I remember that." That was from Love. 

"Hmmpphhh." That was from Rose. 

Sarah maneuvered off the chair arms and stood up, turning around so that her back was now to me. I moved my head so that I could see around her and spied Love and Rose sitting on the floor just a couple of feet away from us, my other lover from the prior day on the left and her friend on the right. Sarah took a moment to toss her hair, fluffing it out and allowing it to resettle while Love beamed up at her and Rose just rolled her eyes. The blonde girl may have smiled back at Love, I couldn't tell, but she definitely didn't respond to Rose. Then she turned back to me to see if I was ready to proceed. 

"Slump down some. You're too far back." 

I did as instructed and then Sarah turned to face forward again. She lifted her right foot so that it was on the seat to the outside of my right thigh and hip. Then, with her left foot still on the floor, she reached down and for the third time in the space of just about 20 minutes she grabbed me by the shaft and slipped the head of my cock into her snatch. Oh God. 

Leaning back against my chest Sarah proceeded to lift her hips up and down in a modified version of the position we had been in just a few minutes earlier, letting her pelvic muscles do the work this time instead of her legs. With Love and Rose seated on the floor they were practically eye level with our combined privates, and with Sarah leaning back there was absolutely nothing to prevent them from seeing every single inch of my penis as it slipped in to, and out of, her completely shaven twat. So that's what she meant by a show. I was almost envious of them, until I remembered that it was my penis that was doing the slipping. Still, I spared a few seconds to mourn the fact that I wouldn't have a video tape of my time with Sarah and Love that I could replay whenever I wanted to relive what I was coming to believe had to be the best days in anyone's life. Or maybe it was for the best that I wouldn't have such a tape. Images of that guy from Brainscan mindlessly thrusting his hips into the air while he played back the tape he had formed into a never-ending loop briefly filled my head. 

Not knowing whether I was supposed to participate or just be a very willing recipient I remained as motionless as possible while Sarah continued to grind on my unit minute after minute. With Sarah leaning back against me I had an unobstructed view of the pair sitting on the floor in front of us and I was struck by the almost palpable look of lust on Love's face. Her basic nature might be that of a goopy romantic but, as I could well attest, the girl had a healthy appetite for sex. 

Looking over to Rose I saw that she too was wearing an expression of yearning, but in her case there was nothing almost about it. Rose was blatantly watching as Sarah and I fucked and she was obviously enjoying every second of it. Perhaps if I had been more familiar with Love and Sarah's older friend I would have realized that the look on her face was a signal that she was about to go from passive observer to active participant. 

Sarah, however, was more than familiar with the tiny signals coming from the raven-haired girl and, although I didn't realize who she was talking to at first, she issued a friendly challenge to the newest member of our playgroup. 

"You've got a tongue. Get over here and show me what you can do with it." 

Tachyons couldn't have moved faster than Rose as she left her position on the floor and smashed her face right into our conjoined groins, her tongue and lips going right to work on Sarah's clit and labia with more than enough contact for whatever parts of my shaft were within her reach. 

"Oh... FFFFUCK!" 

Surprisingly, it was not me who called out at Rose's first touch. Or maybe it's not so surprising after all. I think it's safe to say that if you can feel it when someone is sucking at the clit of the woman you are fucking then they're probably doing it pretty hard. 

But Sarah didn't seem to mind the force that Rose was applying to her most sensitive body part. In fact, given the rapid stream of "Oh Fuck!"'s that were spilling out of her I would say she was almost on the verge of waxing poetic herself. Except Sarah's idea of poetry was bluer than, say, William Blake's. Not that I really still had any doubts, it may have taken some time but I had finally put the Rose of Mr. Snappy fame from yesterday together with the gorgeous female that was periodically licking my shaft, so by this point any uncertainties I might have had that the brown-eyed girl was also a playmate of Love and Sarah's were now completely dismissed. 

As soon as Rose landed on Sarah's clit the blonde stopped the plunging of her hips on my manhood. And while the former TV witch's tongue was spending at least some time licking up and down my shaft it was not nearly the same as slipping in and out of Sarah's very tight cunt. Fortunately for me however, as Rose applied more and more suction Sarah started to lift her hips up a bit and I was able to pick up where the blonde left off, using my pelvis to slide my cock deeply into her twat then letting my ass fall back to the chair. 

After only a minute or so like this I began to feel the familiar tingle in my nether regions that signaled the impending arrival of my climax. In conjunction with the increased frequency of Sarah's exclamations I began to pick up steam, powering my hips up into the green-eyed girl's box as I tried to bring both of us to our first orgasms of the day. Having Rose surgically attached by the lips to Sarah's clitoris was proving to be a big help. 

And for a few seconds there I thought that Sarah was going to cum first, but even though the blonde said she'd been daydreaming about this since the night before, and had to contend with both Rose and me working her over, I was still the one to orgasm first. I could pretend that my wet-dream interruptus played a part, but honestly, it was all Sarah. And a little bit of Rose. I don't think there's any shame in admitting that fucking Sarah, while having my balls washed by Rose McGowan, made my fuse shorter than normal. In fact, under the circumstances, I was pretty pleased with myself. And I got even more pleased when Sarah started to cum less than a minute later. 

While I came I continued to drive my cock into the pretty blonde's pussy, grunting with every thrust. Because of our position gravity was definitely working against me this time and as I squirted my load into Sarah's snatch I could feel some of it start to fall back onto my shaft and slide down my rod, the light-haired girl's labia pushing it along and coating my dick with it. 

This seemed to please Rose immensely and as soon as she felt that Sarah's climax was safely underway she abandoned her friend's clit and started to clean the cum from my prick. "Mmmm, yeah. Give it to me!" 

Willingly or not, Sarah lifted her hips just enough so that my unit slipped completely out of her and she slid down to the floor where Love started to provide the same cleanup service for her that Rose was giving to me. Except that where Sarah was being given the kid glove treatment by her lover, Rose was sucking me so hard it appeared she was trying to remove several layers of skin. But I didn't say one word in complaint. I was hoping to be treated to more of the same later, when I was in a condition to appreciate it more. 

After she had gobbled up every trace of my cum Rose released my dick from her mouth with an audible smack, looking up at me while she licked her lips clean. It seemed to me an appropriate time for introductions. 

"Hi. I'm..." 

"I don't wanna know!" 

"Rose!" 

Love couldn't have seen the look of surprise, and I'll admit some hurt, on my face when she raised her head from Sarah's pussy to scold her friend, but I know Rose did. And she might have apologized even without Love's prodding because she was already holding her hand up to stop any further response. 

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that, like I'm uninterested or anything. I just meant I don't want to know now, okay? Tell me later, okay?" 

Oh. I think I understand. Rose wanted something similar, as similar as it could get, to what Sarah and Love had the day before. Okay, I could handle that. 

"Yeah. No problem. I think I understand." 

It passed quickly, but I'm sure I saw it, a look of gratitude crossing Rose's exquisite features before it was replaced with her more normal, detached, appearance. But, as I would learn shortly from Sarah, Rose had her own way of showing her regret for any perceived offense. I got my first glimpse of it when I commented on her now less than perfect lip gloss. 

"That's because I just gave you the best head you've ever had and left a lipstick ring in that tangled mess you call pubic hair. Seriously, haven't you ever trimmed that? Your girlfriend will thank you for it. Assuming you ever have a girlfriend that is." 

"Rose, be nice." 

Love was up on her knees now, her job cleaning out Sarah's twat completed, and she was busily examining the lipstick ring that Rose had indeed left around the base of my dick. I would have taken a second to be surprised that the raven-haired girl could swallow me so easily, but I was busy trying to come up with some response to the mini-barrage of insults she had sent my way. This while looking to Love, Sarah seemed too intent on recovering from her climax to care about her friend's boast, to see if she was going to object to Rose's claim to have given me the best head of my life. That was a question I most definitely did not want to answer. But, like Sarah, Love just let it pass. 

"Looks like I'm not the hairy one anymore!" 

That got Sarah's attention, as well as Rose's. Mine too. I wasn't hairy. Was I? 

"What do you mean? You still had a bush when we showered this morning!" 

"What do you mean 'When you showered'? I showered with Love today!" Rose turned from Sarah to look at the busty brunette, "I'm glad you shaved though. Your hair kept getting caught in my teeth!" 

"Rose!" This was becoming something of a pattern, but this time Love cried out her friend's name in mild embarrassment, and having some experience watching the blushing girl interact with Sarah the day before I recognized the teasing, and the response, for what it was. Love. In either sense of the word. 

"Love, how many showers did you take this morning?" This from Sarah. 

"Three." 

"Three? Why?" 

"Well..." 

I, as well as the two other occupants of the room that had only taken the normal daily requirement of one shower in a three-hour period, listened in growing amusement as Love described waking up that morning at about the same time as Sarah, with Rose still fast asleep, and the two of them deciding that they would save water by showering together. I gathered that this was a somewhat ordinary occurrence for the trio, and that they cheerfully acknowledged that most of the time their intended savings did not materialize. I think I was also about to get a blow-by-blow description from the dark-haired girl as to what went on in the shower but Sarah eased her friend along. 

"It's okay Love. It's a shower, he can imagine what we did, I'm sure." 

Well, yeah. But that didn't mean I didn't want Love to paint me the mental picture. 

Continuing on, Love told us about Sarah heading to the kitchen for breakfast, oddly, she made it sound like the shower was not located in the bedroom the three of them shared, or even on the same floor. No matter. While Sarah headed off for some breakfast Love headed back to their room - their? Did this mean they lived together or was this just a figure of speech? The more I learned about Sarah and Love the more questions I had. Which I couldn't even ask. - That's when she found Rose in the process of waking up. Again I thought I was going to get some juicy details, apparently Love "helped" Rose wake up, but this time the brown-haired girl censored herself. After "helping" Rose the pair decided it was time for a shower, Love obviously neglecting to tell her friend she'd already had one. This time the shower did not take a detour into sex, why should it?, Love had already had sex with both her partners once that morning. Even someone as insatiable as I knew Love to be needed a break now and then. 

"And that's when I ran into Michelle." 

"And she wanted to shower with you?" 

"No. She offered to shave me." 

"In the shower?" 

"No, the hot-tub in my bedroom." 

Love has a hot-tub in her bedroom? What kind of place do these people live in? 

"And after she was done you two showered together?" 

"No, of course not. Michelle had work to do! After that I went down and had breakfast with you guys." 

"But Love, that's only two showers! When did you take the third?" 

As if it was perfectly obvious, "While I was dressing to come here." 

By this point Rose looked to have grown bored with the entire thing but Sarah was starting to really enjoy the give and take with her clearly loopy lover. 

"While? You mean while you were wearing the suit? Weren't you worried about wrinkles?" 




Love in an Elevator Ch. 04



Love was smiling widely now and she started to move towards her blonde playmate, "No silly, not while I was wearing it, while I was starting to get dressed." 

"But if you were already getting dressed why did you stop?" 

One word, and now both women seemed to understand perfectly, "'Lyssa." 

Okay, I know I'm not supposed to guess who Jen and Michelle are, but with Rose McGowan involved there can be only one person named 'Lyssa. The odds against there being another one in her circle were just too great. 

"Couldn't you have just said so in the beginning?" Rose's tone made it clear that she was not annoyed at all with Love, and the buxom girl just giggled and shrugged her shoulders in response. Of course not. Where would the fun be in that? 

I'm not supposed to ask. I'm not supposed to ask. Private is private and it's none of my business. Shit! 

I got as far as "Who..." when I saw Sarah's eyes narrow, not in anger, more in disappointment. That was all it took and I turned to Love and just repeated the single word several times. 

"Who, who. Who. Whoooooo. There, do I sound like an owl?" 

Love giggled as expected and I turned back to Sarah, trying to convey my regret in that single look. Happily, she accepted my apology, and even though she certainly did not have to, gave me at least a kind of explanation. 

"It's not that we don't trust you, it's just that it's not ours to share. There are other... people involved and it's got to be their decision. Okay?" 

Of course it was. I understood completely. Besides, asking might just make the girls think I was a greedy slut and they weren't enough for me. And that would be the furthest thing from true possible. Sarah, Love, and now Rose? Who would not be satisfied with that? Sam Malone? Wilt Chamberlin? Even if I did have fantasies about becoming a greedy slut, they weren't going to come true. I was still having a lot of trouble believing this was real, let alone any more. 

"Are we done? I'm bored, and horny! And not in that order!" 

"You two go ahead. I'm still a little wiped." A little wiped? I was almost completely zonked. 

"Um, yeah. Me too. I mean, it's only been a few minutes." 

"Lightweights. C'mon Love, looks like it's you and me. Guess I get to be the first to sample the newly waxed boards." 

"Second." 

"Whatever. C'mon, that bed looks like a good place to start."

"Rose, wait a second. I have an idea." 

Have you ever heard someone utter those four little words and known, just flat out known, that they were talking about you and it was not necessarily something you were going to like? Well that was me right then. And when I heard Love's idea my misgivings grew exponentially. 

"Let's shave him!" 

"Huh? Hold on now..." 

Sarah was instantly on board, "Oooh, Love, what a great idea!" 

Shit, no help there. I turned to Rose, wrongly assuming that she would be on my side, if only because she was bored and horny. She'd said so herself! And taking the time to shave my pubic area might do something to ease her boredom, though I sincerely doubted it, but it surely wasn't going to do a thing to make her less horny. 

Unfortunately I forgot to account for the Love factor. 

"Rose?" 

"Ya know, that does sound like a really good idea..." 

Jeez. Can't anyone say no to Love? 

"... And who knows, maybe if we whack away at that bush it'll make his cock look... well, big seems out of the question, but maybe big ger." 

Now wait a minute. Sarah and Love had no complaints. And they'd called it big. 

"Let's do it." 

"Yippee!! Let's find his shaving kit!" 

Love grabbed Rose by the hand and practically bounced into the bathroom, while I stood there with Sarah, my mouth still open but no words coming out. 

"Are you okay with this? You don't need to worry you know, we do this for each other all the time." 

"Any of you have nuts?" 

Sarah laughed and reached for my hand, "No. Not last time I checked. But really, it's perfectly safe. Trust me." 

I did actually. And I didn't find it any easier to say no to Love than anyone else did, so "Yeah, okay. What's the worst that could happen?" 

The blonde patted my hand, "Probably best we don't go there." Ignoring the alarmed look on my face she continued, "Listen, I wanted to talk to you about Rose." 

Interesting change of subject, "What about Rose?" 

"Look, I know Rose can be a ballbuster..." 

"So I've noticed." 

"... but you've got to realize, it's just part of the game, part of what makes things fun for her. She doesn't mean anything by it, she just likes to challenge people. And she's going to try to challenge you." 

"Umm, okay. And how do you recommend I handle it?" 

"That depends on you. If you can, give it right back to her. She respects that. If not, just ignore it and she'll move on to someone else." That got my attention and my head whipped around towards the bathroom. 

"Oh please! Relax, will ya? The last person on Earth Rose would ever be mean to is Love. It would be like kicking a puppy. How could you do that to someone whose love is practically unconditional? She'll tease her, we all do, but she'd never be nasty. Not to Love, and really, not to anyone else either. And that's what I'm trying to tell you, Rose doesn't have a mean bone in her body, but she does like to play. Understand?" 

Yeah, I think I do. 

"Okay, here they come. Are you ready for this?" 

Probably not, but somehow I didn't think that was going to stop them, "I guess." 

Another pat from the green-eyed girl, this time on my arm, "That's okay, all you have to do is lie there and we'll do all the work. Hey! Do your balls ever itch?" 

Talk about your non-sequiturs. Surprisingly, to me at least, my gut reaction to this question was that it was a small invasion of privacy. I mean, itchy balls are not exactly something you discuss at the dinner table. But as I opened my mouth to protest, I had a mental image of my dick sliding in and out of Sarah's ass. I think once you've buttfucked a girl it's kind of silly to get all prissy when she asks you a personal question. So I answered as honestly as I could instead. 

"Sometimes, I guess. Why?" 

"Well there you go. This will take care of that." 

"What, shaving my balls will make them stop itching?" 

"Yep." 

It will? Son of a gun.



*** 



A little less than a half hour later my groin was as free of hair as the top of Patrick Stewart's head. 

It probably shouldn't have taken quite that long but the girls neglected to tell me that it would be easier to shave my shaft if I was erect. Well I don't know about anyone else, but when someone approaches my penis with a razor I don't find it very arousing. So I was having some difficulties in the rigidity department. Which led to my first attempt to fire back at Rose when she made a disparaging comment about my... absence of hardness. 

"Oh yeah? What makes you think it's me? Maybe you're the problem!" 

Okay, as comebacks go that one would rank as... a total failure. Even Love scoffed at the idea, while Sarah suggested Rose prove me wrong. 

"Rose, why don't you show him?" 

At this point Sarah and I were still the only ones in the room not wearing any clothing. Love had removed the jacket and trousers of her suit while in the bathroom, revealing the pale pink stockings and garter belt with matching panties she had on underneath, and Rose still had on the jeans and t-shirt she'd arrived in. So when she shrugged in response to Sarah's idea and her hands started to pull at her top I watched with obvious interest. My third naked celebrity coming up. 

Rose hadn't bothered to wear a bra that morning, so when her shirt cleared her chest and her breasts sprang free I had a clear view unobstructed by any other garments. 

"Whoa! Quadruplets!" 

Even though Love was still wearing a man's dress shirt my head kept swiveling between her and Rose, the obvious similarities in size and shape of their tits apparent even through the brunette's garments. But, though my memory of Love's uncovered boobs was crystal clear, they were, at that moment, not uncovered, and Rose's, well, were, so after a few seconds of the back and forth my gaze settled on the raven-haired girl's chest. 

"Wow! Those are..." 

"Perfect." In three part harmony no less. 

Love and Sarah started to giggle while Rose just sat there looking smug, "Wha'd'ya say now? Still think I'm the reason you can't get it up?" 

I looked down at my crotch, where my traitor of a cock was already starting to stiffen, "Umm. I guess not." 

"You bet your ass not! But I think we can do better." 

Bending over, Rose took the towel from Love's hand and started to wipe off the shaving cream they had been spreading on my limp phallus. When every speck of the white foam was gone she wrapped a hand around my shaft and, with a quick glance in my direction to make sure I was watching, took my dick in her mouth. Suddenly, not being hard was no longer an issue. 

It wasn't a lengthy blowjob, certainly not by my definition, and Rose didn't suck my cock near as hard as during my climax a short time earlier, but it was incredibly arousing. And very, very effective. Just watching Rose's head travel up and down my prick while her cheeks hollowed out was exciting, but I didn't have to settle for watching, I got to feel it. Feel her sucking on my rod while she fluttered her tongue on the bottom of my shaft. Feel her pause with only the head of my penis still in her mouth, only to release me with a soft pop so she could lick her way down my pole. Not surprisingly, it didn't take long before I was fully erect. Or as Rose put it "Good enough." 

And it was "Good enough" for Sarah and Love to finish shaving me, leaving me as hairless as I knew Sarah already was, and now, apparently, Love as well. But what about Rose? Did she wax the floor so to speak or was she now the "hairy one"? Even as I was having that thought I saw Rose lean over to whisper something in Love's ear before getting off the bed and starting to remove her jeans. As with the bra, Rose had chosen to forego panties. Clean as a whistle. The thought of putting my lips to that 'whistle' and blowing caused my dick to get even harder. Then the thought of putting my dick to that 'whistle' got me harder still. 

While Rose was stripping off I hadn't been paying any attention to what Love was doing but luckily for me Sarah was, "No Love, leave the stockings on." 

Oh yes please. Stockings and a garter belt, with a Love in them, are a huge fantasy of mine. Fortunately Sarah's request alerted me to what was going on on the other side of the bed and I turned my head just in time to see Love push her pink panties to the floor, exposing her freshly shaved muff. Love with hair, Love without hair. Give me 10,000 opportunities and I might just be able to tell you which one I preferred. I'm sure my cock would have obliged me by getting still harder at this sight, but honestly, by this point there just wasn't any blood left to spare. 

Which probably explains why I didn't pop a vessel when, without so much as a word, Love climbed back on the bed and proceeded to settle her pussy right on my face. 

"That is so fucking hot!" 

If I wasn't preoccupied with Love's twat I probably would have said something very similar right then. Instead I just pressed my face further into the brunette's cunt and made like a motorboat. 

Love squealed. 

And giggled. "Stop! That..." giggle "tickles!" 

The tongue I felt licking the length of my shaft was all I needed to distract me from further tormenting my bouncy lover. Sarah. A second tongue soon followed. That would have to be Rose. I don't know who I was or what I did in some previous life to have been reincarnated as the guy who got a blow job from Sarah Michelle Gellar and Rose McGowan while Jennifer Love Hewitt sat on my face but I must have done something pretty amazing. I wonder if my last name was Salk? 

What I do know is I had never done a blessed thing in this life to have earned this. But, unlike a tax refund you don't deserve, there's no way for anyone to take this back. I slid my tongue into Love's folds while paying as much attention as possible to the two hungry mouths working my staff. 

Soon after Sarah stopped sharing my rod with Rose, concentrating on my now bare balls instead, while the black-haired girl started to suck me much like she had been when she was trying to prep me to get shaved. Except now Rose was sucking me like she really meant it, and the popping noise when she released the tip of my dick was louder. This also didn't last that long and now Sarah had completely removed herself from the picture, leaving me all for Rose. 

"C'mon sexy, let me show you how a professional does it." 

Love giggled as she lifted herself off my tongue, "Does that mean I hafta pay you?" 

Sarah pulled her lover down to the carpet beside the bed, "Oh believe me, you will pay." 

I'm human. I am. So of course I was a bit upset when Sarah stole my face-sitting playmate away. I got over it, quickly, when I locked eyes with Rose as she continued to suck my cock. 

"Ohh. Ohhhh. O-OHHH!" 

Damn she's good. 

"So is this it?" Rose had released my rod from her mouth, dropping her eyes to my erection then looking back up at me as she spoke. 

Ballbuster. I wonder if the dictionary has Rose's picture next to the definition. 

Not wanting to give Rose the satisfaction of believing she'd scored once again I looked at my erection and replied "Actually, I'm kind of pleased with myself. Ya know, given the circumstances." 

I looked up at Rose as I said the last part and saw one corner of her mouth lift in a small grin as she raised one eyebrow. Ooh. A hit! Not a direct one perhaps, more oblique, but a hit nonetheless. Certainly better than my prior attempt. Or, as Rose might say, good enough. She grasped my shaft and started to work her way into a position straddling my waist. 

It was somewhere around this point, somewhere in between the hand grabbing my pole and the tip sliding between Rose's labia, that I had a small epiphany. An insight into the raven-haired woman just about to mount me. It was all about being on top. All the jokes, all the snarky comments, all the put-downs. They were about putting the other person off-balance and coming out on top. Not necessarily physically, although it was easy to imagine that Rose liked that as well, but mentally. Rose liked to win. And she played by her own set of rules. You could either learn those rules, and maybe have a chance at beating her, or you could be mowed down like a weed. Your choice. 

And like Sarah had said, there was nothing mean-spirited about it, it was just Rose's way of taking control. Well two people can play that game. Except my method of putting Rose off-balance was a little more hands-on than hers. Just as the head of my cock started to penetrate the pale-skinned beauty's opening I lifted my hands and grabbed Rose by the upper arms and tossed her to the bed as I pivoted out from underneath her. 

"HEY!" 

My intention, if you can call something completely unplanned intent, was to put Rose on her back and thereby take at least some of the control away from her, but the raven-haired girl pitched face forward onto the bed. Ooh, I think I like this even better. She bounced in place just a bit and before she could settle, or move into another position, I shifted on top of her, using my weight to pin her in place and my knees to shove her legs apart, getting another, and louder, "HEY!" for my efforts. Reaching down I used my own hand to guide my penis into Rose, a quick thrust sinking almost the entire length in one stroke, a gasp from the body underneath mine cutting off any further protest. Even so I grabbed both of the brown-eyed girl's wrists, one in each hand, and pressed them to the mattress to either side of her head. Then I spread my knees further and drew them up some, forcing my thighs under Rose's and lifting her lower body off of the bed just a smidge. There. I was now free to fuck Rose any way I wanted. Control, for the moment, was mine. 

As was the realization that I had slipped between Rose's lips without much resistance. And it wasn't because she wasn't tight. Rose was every bit as tight as the two nymphets frolicking on the floor alongside the bed. And she was just as juiced as Sarah had been. Well, well. Guess the blonde wasn't the only one imagining what the day was going to be like. Heh. So much for 'good enough'. 

Speaking of the playful pair, the cries from the porcelain-skinned girl had gotten their attention and Love's head popped up at the edge of the mattress first, followed almost instantly by Sarah. I would have laughed at the matching pussy juice lip gloss each was wearing if I wasn't already preoccupied with the third member of their lustful trio. The one trapped beneath me. The one with the very wet snatch that I now started to move my dick inside of. 

Rose hissed in pleasure. Sarah and Love moaned. I, well I got poetic again. 

"Ah Fuck!" 

If it had been just a mere 24 hours earlier that first "Ah Fuck!" would almost certainly have been followed by several more while I fought to keep myself from cumming too quickly, and thereby ruining everything. But having spent a good portion of those 24 hours fucking both Love and Sarah just about every way, not to mention just about every hole, possible, left me a little bit better prepared to deal with the sensations coursing through my body as I slid into Rose. It wasn't that I was becoming jaded, I wasn't, and it certainly wasn't because the raven-haired girl excited me any less than the other two, it was simply a matter of being able to handle it better. The fact that I'd had a supremely satisfying climax with Sarah not that long ago definitely didn't hurt either. That had certainly done its part to take some of the edge off. 

So, whereas the day before I probably would have been hesitant about how I was going to proceed - take it too slow and the pleasure might build up too quickly leading to an early pop shot, take it too fast and, well, same problem unfortunately - this time I had no such dilemma. I was free to fuck Rose any way I pleased. 

And I pleased to fuck Rose hard. As hard as my position lying on top of her would allow. 

Of course in order to do that a slight adjustment was going to be necessary. Some small modifications that would require me to let go of Rose's wrists while also pulling my thighs out from under the brown-eyed girl's legs. There was some risk in doing that, Rose's response would be anything but predictable, but the potential reward seemed well worth the gamble. 

"Are you just going to lie there, or are we going to fuck?" 

I looked down at Rose, who was looking back up at me over her right shoulder, the irritation in her voice belied by the slight twinkle I could see in her eyes. Give it right back to her if I can. Sarah's advice echoed in my head. Hmm. Well, I could try. How successful I would be remained to be seen. But, if I at least tried to take Rose on on her own terms, that should make things more fun for her. Right? That's how I saw it anyway. Oh well, here goes. 

"Who said anything about fucking? I thought you wanted to wrestle?" 

"I knew it. You don't like girls do you?" 

Well that went sorta okay. It wasn't the sharpest comeback I'd ever made in my life, but it seemed to be sufficient for Rose. For starters anyway. Of course now I had to come up with another response to the dark-haired girl's latest insult to my masculinity. What do you say when someone, who obviously knows what they're saying isn't true, attacks your virility?

Hmm. Then it struck me. Not all retorts had to be verbal, did they? I took advantage of my new found mobility to slam my dick into Rose's pussy, looking for, and getting, a solid grunt of pleasure from the woman still trapped underneath me. I'll show you who doesn't like girls. 




Love in an Elevator Ch. 04



"Urrrfffff." 

Oh fuck, that felt good. Don't like girls? To the contrary, I absolutely love them. Especially when I'm fucking them. I started to move in and out of Rose's cunt, slower than I had originally intended, willing to take some time to work up to speed. That was okay. Fucking someone hard didn't always have to mean rapid-fire strokes. 

"Ohhhhhhhh." 

This time the moan came not from underneath me, or even from me, but from the side of the bed and I was reminded that Rose and I were not alone in the room. I turned my head and saw that my two lovers from the day before were now positioned just a little bit south, but still to the right, of my ass, watching as my cock grinded in and out of Rose's box. 

"Oh fffucck!" "Uunnnhhh." "Ohhhhhhhh." 

I was expressing my pleasure, Rose was moaning, but it was the simultaneous groans of unmitigated lust from Love and Sarah that were the loudest sounds in the room.

"Have you ever...?" Love didn't even bother to glance at her friend as she asked her incomplete question. 

"No. Have you?" Sarah was just as reluctant to tear her eyes away from the display going on in front of her. 

"Uh unh. It's..." 

"You've got that right. Oh God Love! Look at how wet she is!" 

Sarah had noticed the same thing that had captured my attention some minutes earlier. Given my position I obviously couldn't see what she and Love were seeing, but just hearing her describing it was arousing enough. I started to grind my prick against the front wall of Rose's pussy even harder as I continued to slide back and forth. Fuck! That felt so fucking amazing! 

More groans of pleasure from Rose as Sarah finally tore her gaze away from our coupled groins to look at her friend, her eyes momentarily meeting my own before skipping on down to the dark-haired girl's. "Enjoying yourself Rose?" 

"Mmmmffffff. Oh God." For a second I thought that was going to be the only response Rose was going to bother with, but after a few seconds the pale-skinned beauty was able to muster a real reply to the blonde's question, "Why don't... unnnhhh... you try going a couple years without... Oohhhhh... cock and tell me how you feel your first time... time... out?" 

"No thank you. I'm an equal opportunity kinda gal. I see no reason to deprive myself. I like having sex with a guy on at least a semi-regular basis." 

"Does Freddie even count?" 

Coming as it did almost literally from Sarah's blind side I could not help but join Rose in a burst of abrupt laughter. The look on Sarah's face was priceless and she turned to face Love, whose eyes had gone wide as if she had only just realized that she was the one that had spoken. Sarah peered at her lover as if trying to decide just how, playfully, angry she should be for the slight dig against her fiancé. Anyone else and I could see the green-eyed girl feeling really hurt, but since it was Love it seemed pretty obvious even to me that there had been no offense intended in her words. 

"Ooh, you are so going to pay for that!" Apparently Sarah agreed with me. 

Love had only enough time to get out a small "Eep!" before her best friend pounced on her, taking the brunette back to the floor and out of my and Rose's sight once more. There were some brief giggles, followed by some murmured words that I couldn't hear, then silence. Or maybe it wasn't so silent, I couldn't really tell. By this point I was back to concentrating on Rose and the pair on the floor could have been making more noise than a jet plane for all I knew. My attention was focused on the raven-haired goddess that was using me to make up for a couple of penis-free years. What was that about being able to better handle having sex with a celebrity? Without even realizing it I started to pick up speed. 

"Oh yeah, just like that!" 

With both Sarah and Love my first time with each of them had included a small variety of positions. Circumstances just allowed for it. Okay, in some ways the conditions practically demanded it. I know if I hadn't taken a break to change positions with either of them I wouldn't have lasted nearly as long as I did. Not that I had broken any endurance records, but still, it could have been much shorter than it was if we hadn't mixed things up a bit. 

But with Rose it didn't look like that was going to be the case. For one thing, I was in a groove. The pleasure was intense, but not to the point where it seemed like it was going to overwhelm me at any second, and I wasn't really looking to risk changing that one way or the other. For another thing, it didn't appear that Rose wanted to alter anything either. If she did the moans and cries of delight interspersed with demands that I keep doing exactly what I had been doing was not the way to go. Lacking anything to indicate that a change was desired I decided that the best thing I could do, for both of us, was to simply plow, well, Rose. It seemed to me that she appreciated my single-mindedness, even if she wouldn't have loved the pun. 

"Ah ffffffuuucckKKK! Don't stop!!" 

Things continued this way for some time with almost no variation. Unless you count the increase in frequency and volume of Rose's cries that is. But as far as the actual sex went, that didn't really change for long minutes. Rose remained mostly still underneath me as I ground my unit in and out of her increasingly wet and overheated cunt. Her eyes were screwed shut and she had moved her right hand the few inches necessary to press up against her open mouth, stifling them somewhat, but not really silencing her now near constant groans. 

When the steady, but assorted, stream became nothing but the non-stop repetition of the same two words over and over again I knew Rose's climax was on its way. 

"Oh fuck!Oh fuck!Oh fuck! OH FFFUCKK!!" 

Sarah and Love must have realized it as well because it wasn't five seconds after Rose started to repeat herself before their heads popped up again at the side of the bed. The brunette where she could watch Rose's face as she came while Sarah appeared more interested in watching things a little further down. I got a kick out of the idea that these women were all so familiar with each other that they recognized the sounds they all made as they were getting ready to cum. Even though I knew, hell I'd witnessed it first hand, they were all lovers I found the implicit shared intimacy incredibly exciting. A refreshing change from the usual denials and cover-ups so common among Hollywood's hottest. And if Rose could have lasted another few minutes everybody in the room may well have been treated to my own pre-orgasmic mating calls. 

But she couldn't. Or maybe she just didn't want to. And after going nearly two years without dick who could blame her? 

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! Gonna cum! Gonna cum!" 

And cum Rose did. Long and hard. It seemed to me that just about every muscle in the brown-eyed girl's body locked as she came, a fact confirmed a short time later when Sarah joked about how the older girl's toes never curled when they were having sex. 

Even I had no problem thinking of a couple of good comebacks to Sarah's jibe, she really had left herself open there, but Rose never got the chance to respond. As Rose's orgasm began to subside I pulled out of her and backed away a bit, getting up on my knees and giving the prone girl a chance to roll over onto her back and Sarah a chance to tease. But before Rose could even begin to reply the blonde took a different kind of advantage of her friend and drove her head, and tongue, into the raven-haired girl's sodden snatch. 

"Unnnhhhh!" 

Love and I watched as Sarah worked her tongue in Rose's twat with surprising tenderness, licking deeply but softly at the still plentiful juices and then breaking away to kiss her way up the now supine body. Now for Love watching the pair might have been a satisfactory way to pass the time, she seemed to appreciate watching her lover's at play with each other, but for me it wasn't quite cutting it. Rose's toes may have recently curled but mine, like another vital part of my anatomy, were pretty darn straight. I hadn't really given much thought to what would happen after Rose came down from her orgasmic high, I think I just assumed we would pick up where we left off. But Sarah clearly had plans of her own for the older girl that did not immediately include me. Fortunately for my toes there was yet another playmate around to help me curl them. I reached over to Love and grasped her by her left wrist, pulling gently and coaxing her onto the king-sized bed. 

The sexy brunette gave me a smile, one of those big, bright, heart-melting smiles that only she is capable of, as she walked on her knees to join me on the side of the bed closest to the bathroom, leaving the other side for Sarah and Rose. 

"So, are you having fun?" 

"Do you even have to ask?" 

Love looked down at my erection and giggled but didn't say anything more, opting instead to throw her arms around my neck and kiss me. The kiss went on for some time, and probably would have gone on even longer if I hadn't slipped my hands down Love's back to land on her butt, cupping both cheeks and giving them a healthy squeeze while I pulled her in tighter to me. As with any good squeeze toy I was rewarded with a squeal, slightly muffled, as the brown-haired girl took advantage of the situation to once again wrap her legs around my waist. This caused me to go off balance a bit and I pitched forward, one hand releasing Love's rump and breaking the fall as I lowered her the rest of the way to the surface of the bed. Love was now on her back with her legs still loosely clasped around me, perfectly positioned to take up where Rose had left off. Well this works. 

"Oh no you don't." 

This statement was accompanied by Love's hand pushing up on my left shoulder as she lowered her legs from their place around my waist. I rolled to my right and onto my back, getting perilously close to the edge of the bed, taking Love with me and ending up with our positions reversed. 

"I get to be on top. Consider it your penalty for making me wait." 

I suppose I could have taken issue with the idea that I had made Love wait, I mean really, did anyone there think I was calling the shots?, but I knew she was just teasing me so there wasn't really any need. Besides, sex with the bouncy brunette and she's on top, whose idea of punishment was this? Love's obviously. 

She lowered herself until she was lying flat on top of me and we started to kiss again while she grinded into my body, rubbing her clit against my shaft and her nipples along my chest. After only a minute or so she pulled back again, giving me one of the most lust-filled looks I have ever seen from any woman, let alone Love, before reaching down and grabbing my cock and placing the tip at her opening. Slowly, very very slowly, she started to lower herself onto me, the irrepressible grin on her face interrupted only briefly as her eyes closed for just a second then fluttered back open. 

"I want this to last a long time!" 

Uh oh. Define "long". After all, time was relative. To a tortoise five minutes might not seem long, but to the sperm already grouping in my balls just waiting for the go order five minutes might be an eternity. Depending on where they landed of course. But what about Love? Would she find five minutes an acceptable definition, in context of course, of "long"? 

"A really long time!" 

I'm guessing not. 

With that latest announcement the brown-haired girl started to lift her hips, almost, but not quite, raising herself up as slowly as she had lowered herself just moments before. And to make matters worse she was deliberately tightening the muscles in her pussy as she went. 

Jeez! Where the hell had she learned that?!? She hadn't done that the day before, had she? No, I'm sure I would remember if she had. So was this something new, or just something she hadn't tried in any of our previous encounters? Oh Lord have mercy! Fuck! It didn't matter! "Long" was about to be redefined. And not upward. 

Reaching apogee Love reversed direction, again lowering herself gradually down my dick. As she moved I could feel her shifting her hips slowly forward until she hit bottom then backward as she moved back up, the muscles of her vagina once again grasping my pole. It was actually kind of familiar. A bit like Sarah. Suddenly I knew where she had learned this little stunt. I just wish she hadn't chosen that particular moment to demonstrate it. The seconds passed as my unit slid in and out of Love's box. First Sarah, then Rose, and now Love and her new parlor trick. My toes, and my sperm, started to make plans for my looming orgasm. 

I tried to delay it. Really, I did. But the combination of Rose and now Love was just too much for me. I was able to hold off for a bit, seconds really, but by the time things were coming to an end with Rose I was already close, and now with Love moving on top of me it was just more than I could take. Maybe if I'd been the one in control I could have drawn things out some more, but frankly, I tend to doubt it. About the only thing I could do right then was to give Love fair warning. 

"Oh fuhhhh... Fuhhhh... Ah, Love... I think I'm gonna..." 

"What?!? Nooooo..." She hopped off me but remained astride my upper thighs "That's too fast!" 

The disappointment in her voice was evident. But what could I do? I mean, would Love be in any better shape if she'd been screwing say, Brad Pitt only to swap him out for George Clooney? Again, I tend to doubt it. Whereas I had gone from, well, Rose McGowan to her, as close to the female equivalents of Pitt and Clooney as I can think of. While Love only had to deal with something akin to a Baldwin. And a lesser Baldwin at that. Like Stephen or Billy. But not Daniel. I felt justified in thinking myself superior to Daniel. 

Too fast or not my climax was on its way. However, with Love no longer providing any stimulation it was destined to be a rather dismal event, easily the least satisfying orgasm I'd had since this whole adventure had started in the elevator the day before. But even as I contemplated my unattended penis something big and fleshy looking quickly entered my field of vision, much too fast for me to tell what it was. 

Thwack!!! 

"Owww!!" "ROSE!!" 

Thwack!!! 

Rose smacked my shaft a second time and Love looked like she was going to protest again when Sarah stopped her. "No, it's okay Love. The pain will distract him from cumming. Besides, it's more of a shock than any real pain. Right?" 

The question was directed at me, and even though I had cried out at Rose's initial belt Sarah was right, it was more from the shock than from any pain. Good thing too because the raven-haired girl wasn't waiting for my blessing, choosing that moment to give my manhood another sharp rap to the side. 

"Owww." 

"Don't worry Love. Like Sarah said, the pain will make it so he doesn't want to cum. Unless he's weird that way. Are you weird that way?" Rose turned her gaze away from my cock, a small smile coming to her lips as she waited for my answer. 

"No. Now would you please stop hitting my dick?" 

"Still feel like you're gonna cum?" 

"Not with you hitting my dick I don't!" 

"Then it worked. You can thank me now." 

"Gee, thanks." 

Looking over to Sarah, Rose complained "That didn't sound very sincere. You'd think he'd be more appreciative." 

The blonde glanced up at me then back to Rose, "I dunno. He still has that warm champagne look to him. I think he's still too close to cumming. Maybe you should slap him again." 

Warm champagne? How can a person look like warm champagne? The girls were obviously enjoying the banter, and honestly, so was I. But at Sarah's suggestion, however lighthearted, I had to draw the line. 

"No." Stern. Authoritative. In control. 

Thwack! 

"Owwwww!!" 

"Oh ya big baby. I didn't hit you that hard." 

I didn't bother responding. Somehow I didn't think it would help my situation. Besides Sarah had leaned over to Love and whispered something in the brunette's ear and now she was maneuvering so that she was once again straddling my hips. I found this far more interesting than continuing to verbally spar with Rose. Love reached down and took hold of my shaft, placing the tip of my penis back at the opening of her vagina. Oh yes, this was definitely more interesting. 

"Don't put it in Love. Just rub against the shaft." 

Oh Fuhhh... "Unnnhhhh." 

Ten seconds. Not even. Not even ten seconds and I was already set to pop. Feeling Love rubbing against my rod was sooooo much nicer than being smacked by Rose. Unfortunately it was also more than sufficient to bring me back to the edge. Oh! I get it now! Oh shit! 

"Love!" 

This time not even a sharp rap from Rose was going to be enough to stop my orgasm. Love stopped pressing her pussy against me and backed away again, probably hoping, in vain, that I wouldn't cum. 

Sorry Love. Not this time. I felt the cum bubbling in my balls as I started to climax. 

Only to see Rose's hand approach my cock once more, not to hit it, but to grasp it in her right hand. The raven-haired girl pinched the shaft hard at the base with her thumb on the bottom near my balls and her index and middle fingers on top right near the pubic bone, then pressed down on the upper side of my penis with her remaining fingers, maybe half an inch above the other two, and bent my unit down and under, wrapping it around her thumb until it was literally pointing back between my legs, cutting my ejaculation off at the source. 

But not my orgasm. That still happened, but it was unlike any orgasm I'd ever had before. I had the unique, to me, experience of having a climax without the messy goo. Not for the lack of trying though. I tried, believe me I tried. But Rose had done such a good job of shutting me down that nothing escaped. 

Of course it took a fair amount of time before Rose felt it was safe to let go of me. Which was an interesting experience in and of itself since my body was still trying to finish what it started. But once the urge to ejaculate finally passed, ending what had to be the most prolonged climax of my life, Rose released my dick and allowed it to spring back to its normal shape. Its normal still fully erect shape. Holy shit! Now that brought a big smile to both me and Love. 

"So is it safe now? Can we, ya know, finish?" 

I was certainly game. But Rose had other ideas. 

"Hang on Love. Quick Draw here may have just dodged a bullet that time but you don't want to be going through this all over again five minutes from now do ya?" 

Five minutes? Rose seriously underestimated my recovery time. Unless... could a climax without ejaculating be the path to multiple orgasms? Oh my. This could be the start of something... HUGE. 

"No. But Rose! It's my turn! I don't want to wait any more!" 

"You won't have to. I have an idea..." 

Oh crap, not another idea. Last time these gals had an idea I ended up getting my balls shaved. What's it gonna be this time? And how will this keep... 

"Hey Sarah, where's my handbag?" 

Her handbag? Why does Rose want her handbag?



To be continued in Part 5 


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So a few weeks, er months, okay years, back KMB shoots me an e-mail telling me how much he liked what was to be the last chapter of this series, or so I had planned, and asks me if I would consider adding one of his favorite gals to the mix. Would I consider it. That's like asking me if I would consider having sex with SMG and JLH. Why yes, now that you ask, I think I might rather enjoy that. So anyway, KMB asked and I said yes and now after a *ahem* brief delay, and enough broken promises and missed commitments to populate Delaware, here it is, chapter 4 of LiaE. Sorry it took so long buddy. Maybe it won't be a new decade when I finish chapter 5. I said maybe. 




Love in an Elevator Ch. 04



Up next, who knows? If we've learned anything over the last few years it's the fact that I rarely deliver the story I think I'm going to. So it goes. 

Until next time, thanks for reading and if you liked the story then won't you please consider letting me know with a comment or by contacting me directly? Or cast a vote for it. That's easy enough, right?

TNP