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Cynthia Ch. 2

By: Mark Singer



The drive to my house in the suburbs was one of the most erotically charged drives I'd ever had the pleasure of experiencing. Cynthia was in a wonderfully lustful mood. Obviously our little sexual encounter at the party was only the tip of this girl's iceberg.

As we pulled onto the interstate, Cynthia's hand traveled up my thigh, teasingly touching the bulge that wouldn't go away. I glanced over to see her smiling sexily back at me, her eyes a mixture of lust and wondering. She grinned as her fingers undid the buttons of her blouse, then she sat back in her seat.

"You like being teased, don't you, Jack?" she whispered, her finger just barely touching my growing cock.

"I can see it in your eyes...You like it when a woman teases you...and makes your cock hard... I can tell..." She moved her finger higher, grazing against my cock, which was now almost fully hard and tenting my pants. I smiled over at her and raised my hips off the seat, urging her to continue. She grinned and chuckled as she pulled her finger back.

"Uh-uh..." she laughed, "Not yet, lover... I think I'll just tease you a little bit more..." She returned her hand to my thigh, lifting a single finger to lightly caress my cock. "I like to watch a man get hard, Jack. I like to tease him until his cock is all hard and ready... Until his balls are so full he thinks they're gonna explode..." She smiled and ran the tip of her finger from my balls to the head of my cock, pausing there to trace the outline of my crown. I released a low sigh and she moved her finger lower, until her palm was once again resting on my thigh and just her fingertip was caressing my shaft.

"The mind is a wonderful thing, don't you think?", She sighed, almost dreamily. "I can use just one little finger...barely touching you...but I know that your mind is working overtime, isn't it, Jack? You're thinking about my tongue on your hard cock...licking your balls...licking up your thick shaft...Mmmm...licking up to your head..."

I couldn't suppress the groan that escaped my lips, or the involuntary raising of my hips, and Cynthia smiled to herself, obviously pleased at the reaction she was getting.

"Ooohhh....you want that baby? Do you want me to take your thick cock in my mouth again...? Mmmm...I loved sucking you off, Jack... You have a wonderful cock... It bends in all the right places..." She curled her fingers around me, trying to bend my cock, then grinning as she felt how rigid it was. "Oh, wow, baby...you are hard! I don't even think I could get you into my throat again! You're not going to come, are you?" She was voicing a real concern, but her words were still dripping with lust. I gritted my teeth and shook my head, trying to smile down at her and keep the car on the road at the same time.

"Okay then..." she breathed, sounding relieved and excited, "I didn't think so, but one can never be too careful... Now, that's a good boy...I sure as hell don't want you to come inside your pants..." She looked up at me with an impish grin, then rested her head on my shoulder. I sighed, glad to be able to take a break in my fight not to do just that. "I used to do that a lot, you know..." Cynthia said dreamily, staring in front of her.

"What's that?" I asked, hoping for a little break. She smiled, as if hoping I was going to ask her, and returned her finger to my straining cock.

"You know...make guys shoot off in their pants." she replied. "In high school I had a reputation of being a major cockteaser. Which, of course, I was..." She laughed like an angel as she seemed to pull the memories back. "I used to love making out with guys... feeling their cocks get thick and hard... I went to a Catholic school and most of the guys I went out with hadn't even kissed a girl, say nothing about really making out with one. God, I loved flirting with them! Sometimes, I could make them hard just flirting with them in the hallways. I loved that! I didn't really have anymore experience than they did, but they didn't know that..."

Again her sexy laugh filled the car, and I couldn't help laughing with her. Her finger was still teasing my cock, but almost absentmindedly now as she shared a bit of her past with me. I was thankful for the break as I maneuvered in and out of traffic, desperately trying to get us to my house as quickly as possible.

"I loved it when the braver ones got up the nerve to ask me out", Cynthia continued. "And even in a Catholic school, I was usually booked on weekend nights..."

"And I'll bet you still are!" I laughed, trying to keep her recollections coming. Cynthia laughed and squeezed my cock as she turned to me.

"You might be surprised..." she replied. "I'm a lot more discriminating these days..." She winked at me and I grinned back.

"In that case, I'm honored!" I chuckled. "And I'm very glad you're not just going to make me shoot off in my pants!" Cynthia laughed again and moved her fingers to my cockhead, sensuously squeezing it.

"I never promised I wouldn't..." she teased, squeezing my head rhythmically, "It would remind me of the old days..." She grinned as her fingers expertly danced over my cockhead, squeezing it just enough to make it slide between her thumb and forefinger. She kept this up until I began to breathe heavily, my hips beginning to move around in my seat.

"That's how I used to do it... I'd wait until the end of the night, when we were making out. I'd let the guy feel me up... just my tits, mostly...until I could tell that his cock was really hard... just like yours is...

Then I'd 'accidentally' drop my hand into his lap. I usually only did the guys who had the nerve to 'force' me, and I usually made them work for it, but most times, I'd end up with my hand squeezing his cock like this..."

Her eyes were glassy with remembered lust, and I put my arm around her shoulder, drawing her closer as I lowered a hand to her breast. Cynthia sighed and squeezed my cock again as I turned off the interstate and onto the road that led to my section of town.

"Yeah..." she continued, "It was just like this... I'd let them feel me up and I'd rub their cocks through their pants. It was always such a turn-on to feel them swell and throb...and it got me so hot when I felt them shooting off...Mmmmm... I'd drop the act then and really jerk them off... like this..."

Cynthia gripped my cock through the thin fabric of my pants and began to stroke the full length. Even through my pants, her hands were magic, squeezing and stroking with the perfect amount of pressure... Just enough so my extremely sensitive cockhead wasn't being chaffed by the cloth around it, and just enough to make me groan out loud. I sighed and had to grip her hand firmly to stop her before she made me shoot all over myself. She giggled and sighed as she released her grip on me, leaning back into the seat as I slipped my hand under her blouse to cup her naked breast. Her nipple was hard against my palm and I grinned again at my incredible fortune.

"Sorry..." Cynthia chuckled, "I guess you make me think of my high school days..." She grinned up at me and covered my hand on her tit with her own, pressing my palm harder against her nipple as she sighed.

"Well, you're definitely still a major cockteaser..." I laughed, turning into my subdivision. I drove slowly, not wanting to stop listening to Cynthia's remembered escapades. The sound of her smoky voice, combined with her erotic recollections, was making my cock throb intensely, even without her hand teasing me, and I didn't want it to stop just yet. Even though I knew that a wonderfully erotic night was waiting for us right around the corner.

"Yes, but now I put out..." Cynthia replied with a laugh. "although those days were way hot for what they were."

"So...is that all you did in high school, then?" I pressed, actually passing my turn-off and slowly circling the section again. "I mean, just jerking the boys off in their pants?" Cynthia looked up at me with a gleam in her eyes, as if she knew I was prodding her for more. She smiled and returned the tips of two fingers to the bulge in my pants, lightly running them up and down the length of my cock as she returned her eyes to the windshield.

"Uh-huh...that was pretty much it in high school. It wasn't until after graduation that I got up the nerve to actually take a guys cock out of his pants. That was a huge turn-on. God...I still remember the first guy I really jerked off. He was really kind of goofy, but I remember thinking that his cock was huge! I just stared at it as I jerked him off...watching his head slide in and out of my fingers. We were in his mother's car and he came like a horse!" Cynthia began to giggle as she remembered the time.

"I mean, I couldn't believe how much he was shooting! I kept stroking him really fast and he came all over his shirt and all over the seats. He was freaking out afterwards, because the car had cloth seats and he knew his mother would be able to smell his cum." She laughed again as I slowly drove past my neighbor's homes.

"That was a huge turning point for me, though. I'd never seen anything so hot in my life as that kid shooting off in my hand. I dreamed about it for weeks! He turned out to be a little weird later, so we never did it again, but I'll bet I jerked off twenty guys that summer. I couldn't get enough!" She grinned and turned towards me, running her hand over my nearly exploding cock.

"I still can't... I still love to watch a hard cock shoot cum all over everything. I guess it's a fetish of mine..." She smiled sexily up at me, starting to tease my cock again. "Of course, I'm a little older now. And I love to feel a man come in other places too..." She giggled again when I groaned out loud, knowing her words were driving me crazy. Her hand moved up to my belt, slowly undoing the buckle...

"I've already shown you that I love to feel a man come in my mouth..." Cynthia breathed into my ear as she undid the button of my pants. "Especially when he comes as much as you do..." She grasped the tab of my zipper and slowly pulled it down... I groaned as Cynthia gently released my hard-on from its prison. The cool air from the A/C felt wonderful as she began to stroke me very slowly.

"And I loved feeling you come in my ass, Jack...God...it's been forever since I let a guy fuck my ass like that..." She sighed and looked down at my cock as she spread my flowing pre-come over my cockhead. I saw her grin as her hand made wet, smacking sounds as it traveled up and down my shaft. Finally, she raised her head and leaned it back onto my shoulder.

"I'm definitely going to jerk you off tonight, Jack... Just give you a hand job and make you come on my tits...Mmmm...come on my face... Would that be okay, Jack?" Her tongue was in my ear as she breathed her words out, her hand moving up and down my cock. "I want to watch you thick cock shoot, Jack...I'll make it really good...I know you'll love it...'cause I know you like to watch... I can see it in your eyes..."

Cynthia was right on all counts. I was dying to watch her jerk me off over her wonderful tits. I couldn't believe that this woman was voicing my own fantasies as she stroked my cock in the car. And her words were driving me crazy!

"Then you can fuck me wherever you want, Jack...You can put this thing in my pussy...my ass... you can fuck my tits..." She grinned as she felt my cock buck in her hand. "Mmmm...yeah...you like my tits, don't you, Jack...? I loved showing them to you at the party. I can't wait to feel you big, hard cock sliding between my tits...Mmmm...fucking my tits and coming all over me..." Cynthia ran her tongue over my neck, then onto my chest. She giggled as I released a pent up moan, then pulled my jacket apart as she lowered her face to my belly, kissing it through my shirt.

"Just a little taste to hold me over..." she whispered as she pulled my cock out into the dim light of the dashboard. I groaned as she leaned forward. Her warm tongue began to swirl wetly around my cockhead, teasing me and making my pole buck in her grip. I heard her chuckle at the obvious effect her tongue was having on me. I groaned again and lifted my hips off the car seat as she opened her mouth and engulfed my cock. As I tried desperately not to drive over someone's lawn jockey, Cynthia got up on her knees on the seat, leaning over my hard-on and bobbing her head up and down with a frenzy. Twice I felt my cockhead pass her tonsils and slide deep into her throat as she sucked me. I passed my turn one more time, once again slowly circling my section, and slid the seat back until I could just reach the pedals. I leaned back, fucking her mouth as she licked my shaft.

I was glad I'd decided on getting the full sized Lincoln with a full bench seat as opposed to my other choice with buckets. Cynthia's legs made oddly erotic squeaking noises as she moved against the leather. That, combined with the soft mewling sounds she was making, and the wet noises of her sucking was making my head spin. I felt like coming right then and there, filling her mouth with the hot, thick semen she was trying to draw from my balls, but, on the other hand, I wanted this sensation to last forever. The girl was a very talented cocksucker, and, right now, she was pulling out all the stops.

I drove on carefully, slowly fucking my cock in and out of her warm mouth. I groaned my appreciation each time I felt my pole slide into her throat, amazed that she could take my entire length so easily.

When I was just a single suck away from shooting into this angel's mouth, Cynthia slid her mouth from my cock and sat back on the seat. A thick rivulet of pre-come dangled from her chin and she grinned as she scooped it up with her finger and sucked it into her mouth.

"You know..." she said with a chuckle, "I kind of like the idea of your neighbors seeing me suck your cock, but this is the third time around this section. Why don't you take me to your house and fuck me?"

I looked at her with a surprised grin on my face. She'd been aware of my hesitant, roundabout driving all along! Cynthia returned my grin and leaned back in the seat, pulling her blouse open and cupping her naked tits as she stared out the window..

"Tomorrow, you can drive us around in the daylight and I'll suck your cock. That would really turn me on..." she chuckled, looking around for someone to flash. "But right now, I want to go to your house and play... Okay?"

I grinned again and nodded my head, slightly embarrassed at being caught. I sped the car up and finally saw my house come into sight. Cynthia grinned as I pulled into the drive, hitting the garage door opener and pulling inside.

"Good job driving, fella...." she laughed as I dropped back into my seat with a sigh of relief. I was most thankful we'd made it in one piece!

"And you've done a pretty good job yourself, young lady..." I grinned, holding my hard-on straight up in the air. I groaned once again as Cynthia smiled and leaned forward, engulfing my cock and sliding it smoothly into her throat. Her nose was pushed into my pubic hair as she held me in her throat, teasing me with her throat muscles as she swallowed against me. I let out a long sigh as she slowly pulled her face away, noisily slurping my juices back into her mouth. She sucked a few times on my cockhead, then pulled away, leaning back against the seat, a huge grin on her face.

"God, I love doing that!" she panted, licking her lips slowly. She looked up at me with a wild look. "I think I like sucking your cock more than anything in the world. It's so fucking big and hard!"

I shook my head in disbelief of my luck in meeting this angel and grinned back at her.

"But there's so many things we haven't tried yet, my dear. Perhaps we'll discover something you like even more. Not that I'm complaining, mind you!"

Cynthia laughed. "Well, I'm certainly willing to explore the possibilities..." She cocked her eyebrows like Groucho Marx and we both laughed then.

"Buy you a drink, Oh Angel-of-my-dreams...?" I chuckled. Cynthia nodded and laughed as I opened my door. By the time I reached the passenger side, she was already out, standing by the side of the car. Her eyes were blazing as I took her hand and led her inside.

I turned the lights on low and turned on the gas fireplace, bathing the lower level room in a warm glow.

We made our way down the stairs and I made us both a drink at the bar and turned to Cynthia. While I poured, she'd taken the opportunity to remove her skirt. She stood facing me, naked, except for her open blouse. She walked over to me and took the glass I offered.

"Gin and tonic okay?" I asked. She grinned and nodded, clinking my glass in a toast and bringing the glass to her lips. Our eyes locked with each other's, and I watched in amazement as she downed the entire drink, tipping her head back. I watched her throat muscles move up and down, grinning and following her lead, welcoming the warm glow of the gin as I swallowed over and over.

Cynthia took my glass and set it with hers on the table. She turned back to me and reached for my belt, quickly undoing my pants and letting them drop to the floor. My hard cock stood out proudly as she unbuttoned my shirt and slid it off my shoulders.

When I was as naked as her, she stepped back two paces and dropped her gaze to my cock. I smiled as she slowly sank to her knees in front of me, her hands reaching up to cup her wonderfully firm breasts. I began to take a step closer to her, but she motioned for me to stop. She looked into my eyes with the same fire.

"I know we've just met", she whispered with a gleam in her eyes, "But I've got a feeling that you already know how much of a slut I can be if I want to be... I think you know that..." She was staring at my hard-on, and her tongue moved sensuously over her full lips. "I want to get a little nasty...I want to watch you...stroke it..." she whispered, her eyes on my cock. "I want to watch you stroke your cock...please...."

I was in no position to argue. I stood in front of her and dropped a hand to my cock. I used my thumb to spread my leaking pre-come over the head, then began to stroke it in long, slow movements. Cynthia's eyes closed to slits and she slid one hand away from her breast , moving it down...over her belly and between her legs. She spread her knees and cupped her mound, moaning softly.

"You have a wonderful cock..." she panted, staring at my shaft as it slid in and out of my fist. "It's so big and thick...so hard..." Her hand was busy between her legs, caressing and stroking her pussy

"I love watching a man jerk off..." she was panting, "I love watching it get bigger and bigger...then shoot all that thick, hot cum... I told you how I loved jerking boys off. In Arizona, when I was in college, I used to jerk guys off all the time. Pretty much anytime and anywhere... I got a little bit of a reputation as the 'hand job girl', and a lot of guys just hung with me so I'd do them, but I really didn't mind. All the guys knew it, so that just gave me more guys to play with..." Her smoldering eyes slowly closed as she slipped a single finger between her pussy lips. I smiled as she groaned, then opened her eyes to stare up at me again. "Except a lot of them thought I was weird when I asked them to jerk off for me... They pretty much wanted me to do it..."

Cynthia was leaning back on her haunches, her eyes fixed on my now throbbing cock. Her fingers continued to tease her pussy as she rambled on...

"I'd pretty much do them anywhere, you know? I had a real fixation..." She looked up at me and smiled. "Okay...I guess I still do... You don't mind...do you, Jack?" Her smile grew into a grin as I slowly shook my head, stroking my cock a few feet away from her. "Do you like hearing me talk about it, Jack? You do, I can tell... Thinking of me jerking all those guys off...making them come all over my hands..." Cynthia sighed. Again I nodded and she smiled up at me. 


Cynthia Ch. 2



"I'm glad you like to hear about it... It turns me on to tell you what a slut I've been... Mmmm...your cock is so hard in your hand..."

I had to admit that it was a fairly odd situation, but I was enjoying it nonetheless. I'd never met a woman who was so singularly focused on sex. I resigned myself to watching her hands move over her body as she began to moan softly...

"Come for me..." she whispered. "Stroke your big, hard cock....come for me...I want to see you shoot...I want to feel you come on me...God, I'm so fucking hot...Jerk off on me...then we can play...then you can fuck me..." I watched in awe as she slid two glistening fingers inside her pussy. She began to move them in and out, fucking herself as she chanted to me. My hand was moving faster and faster up and down my shaft, and she was close to driving me over the edge. I couldn't believe this gorgeous vision was kneeling naked in front of me...begging me to jerk off on her! I began to sway as the effects of the alcohol and the situation entered my head.

"Come for me..." she chanted. "Come on my tits...do it now...just like you wanted to in the car...Oohhhh, god...I loved sucking your cock in the car...so anyone could see me...that made me so hot...Come for me..."

I groaned low in my throat, my hand steadily moving up and down my cock now. I stepped closer to Cynthia as I felt my balls about to burst. She looked up at me with a grin, then looked down at my cock as I felt my cum begin to race up my shaft. I pinched my cock just below the head, letting the pressure build until I couldn't take it anymore. Then I aimed my bursting cockhead down to her face and released my grip.

Cynthia sensed it coming and leaned forward just as a huge volley of sperm shot from the tip of my dick. The initial, built up blast splashed against her lips, just under her nose, covering her lower face with semen and trickling wetly over her chin. "Aahhh....YES..." she moaned as I continued to pump, her mouth opening and her tongue extending out to me. She was half chuckling and half moaning as her body began to quiver in the throes of orgasm. My second and third shots hit her squarely in the face and her huge smile was covered with my sperm. It hung from her chin in thick ropy strands before dripping onto her naked tits. I groaned again at the sight of the girl bathing in my cum as I continued to shoot.

Cynthia began to chant "Yes...yes...yes...." over and over as she swam in my cum. Her fingers in her pussy were a blur as she continued to come with me. When my orgasm began to dwindle, she leaned forward even more, engulfing my cockhead with her lips and sucking madly as her own come overcame her. I groaned at the feel of her mouth and pushed forward, sliding my cock into the deep recesses of her mouth. I began to fuck her mouth with long strokes as the last of my cum was sucked from my balls.

When it was finally over, my knees suddenly turned to jelly and I collapsed onto the carpet in front of her. I opened my eyes when I heard her chuckle to see her using her fingers to scoop the pools of my semen from her breasts, then bringing her hand to her mouth.

She winked at me with a huge grin as she sucked my cum from her fingers. I shook my head with a grin and collapsed back to the carpet, making her laugh.

"Damn, that was hot, Jack! You are absolutely the best! Normally, I don't act like such a slut on the first date..." she said with a twinkle in her eyes. "I just can't resist that cock of yours for some reason.

I chuckled. "No explanations necessary, Cynthia. Truth is, you're stealing my heart." I kissed her lightly, tasting my cum on her lips. "And I enjoy being a slut too, you know..."

She laughed her wonderfully throaty laugh. "Oh! Let's do that again! God! That was awesome. I love that cock of yours!!" I leaned forward, kissing her again and sliding my tongue inside her mouth, tasting my cum, then leaned back to look in her eyes.

"I think I'll need a minute or two, if you don't mind." I said, grinning at her. "Besides, you're not the only one with a need for tasting..." I kissed her neck, then made my way down her chest, running my tongue over her taught, extended nipples. I smeared my cum around her tits with my tongue as I sucked her nipple into my mouth. She sighed as I nibbled it gently, then I turned my attention to its mate, gently nibbling and biting as I cupped the first with my hand. Her breasts were tight and firm, with nipples that extended out about a half an inch, hard enough to push into my palm. I massaged my semen into her skin, loving the slick feel of it.

I felt Cynthia reach for my cock again, squeezing the semi-hard shaft, then reaching lower to fondle my balls. It felt wonderful, but I pulled away with a grin, my tongue continuing it's downward travel. When I reached her belly, Cynthia took a sharp intake of breath and I felt her stomach muscles contract. I smiled to myself, knowing that I was having the desired effect on her. I felt her pubic hair tickling my chin as I moved lower and sighed, sensing the nearness of my target.

Cynthia moaned softly and leaned back, giving me full access. I looked down at her neatly trimmed hair, and smiled at the sight of her lips, glistening in the light of the fireplace. I extended my tongue as my head dropped into her lap, flicking it lightly against her pussy lips. Cynthia moaned again and allowed her thighs to part. I didn't hesitate.

I ran my tongue the length of her pussy, using my hands to grasp her thighs and spread them further. The sweet aroma of her sex greeted me as I pushed my face closer. I slid my tongue deep inside her pussy, teasing her clit with my nose at the same time. Cynthia sighed loudly as I moved up slightly, capturing her clit between my lips and sucking gently on it. Her hips began to move in a delightfully obscene fucking motion as I alternated sucking her clit and running my tongue up and down her slit. She groaned and spread her thighs wide, her knees almost touching the carpet...

I reached a hand up to cup a breast as I turned my head. I extended my tongue as far as I could and slid it deep inside her, waving it back and forth like an oar in the water. I began to suck as I felt her juices begin to flow. Her head was thrown back against the carpet as she moaned over and over.

"Aaaahhhhh...aaahhhhhh....aaahhhh! Oh, my...! Uunghhh...oh, yeah...just like that! Aaahhhh eat me...fuck me with your tongue.....oh...that's so fucking good! Oh...FUCK! Oh..I'm gonna come...come on your tongue...come on your face....aahhh...suckit suckit...."

Her sexy litany drove me on. I could feel her pussy contracting against my tongue and her whole body began to shake. I buried my tongue inside her and began to shake my head from side to side as fast as I could, rubbing my nose against her clitoris as I tongue fucked her. Her hips began to rise in the air, until they were six inches off the floor. She moved them in that wild fucking motion as I continued to suck and swallow.

Her juices were pouring over my chin now as I lowered my head to push my tongue even deeper. I knew she was close to orgasm and I doubled my efforts, desperate to give her the same orgasm she'd just given me. Cynthia began to slide her pussy against my face, moving in the opposite direction of my tongue swipes. Her groaning was getting louder and I began to swallow as her juices filled my mouth.

I had one more trick up my sleeve for her, though. I dipped my head lower, slipping my tongue out of her pussy and along the folds of her ass. I found her tight asshole and began to flick it with my tongue. At the same time I slid two fingers of my right hand between her lips and pushed them deep inside her pussy. I began to lick her asshole, pushing my tongue inside her tight rosebud as I started to fuck her with my fingers.

That was all it took. Cynthia screamed out and her hips began to thrash above me. I could feel her cum gushing against my fingers as I fucked her faster. Simultaneously, I pushed my tongue deeper into her ass. Her hands began to pound against the carpet as her orgasm washed over her. I grinned and reversed my centers.

I quickly moved my face up to her gushing pussy, withdrawing my fingers and replacing them with my mouth. As my tongue thrust forward, sliding wetly inside her cunt, I felt my mouth filling with her cum. I smiled and swallowed again and again as she poured her thick love juice out. It ran in rivulets over my chin and between her legs. I used my fingers to spread it around, then slid my hand further down her crack. I found her asshole and pushed gently against it with my middle finger. I grinned as I felt my digit slide smoothly into her ass and continued pushing until my entire finger was buried in her asshole. 

I began to fuck her asshole, making her scream again and pour another thick river of cum over my tongue. I sucked and swallowed as much as I could capture, feeling wonderful that I could make her come this hard and long. I was in heaven as I drank her thick flow.

As her orgasm slowed and the flow of her cum ebbed, I used my tongue to lick around her opening, cleaning up the last remainders of her juice. My face and hand were covered and slick. I kept my finger in her asshole as I looked up into her beaming face.


Cynthia wore an expression of pure satisfaction that made my heart sing. I love making a woman come, and I had never experienced a woman coming this hard. I smiled at her with true happiness as I slowly withdrew my finger from her ass.

Her eyes widened and she yelled out. "NO! Leave it....Don't take it out...!" I grinned and slid my finger back inside, then began to fuck it in and out slowly. She leaned back and sighed.

"I like it...I like your finger in my ass....Oh, Jack...that was heavenly! Oh, my...I haven't come like that in ages!" I smiled my gratitude and dipped my head lower, running my tongue the length of her pussy before looking back into her eyes.

"Yeah...I enjoyed too." I said sincerely. "I think this is the beginning of a wonderful relationship!"

Cynthia just smiled and nodded, her head dropping back against the carpet as I worked my finger in and out of her ass. Her voice was soft as I drank in the sight of her body.

"I've never felt anything like that..." she whispered. "Your tongue in my pussy and your finger in my ass....god, that was so exciting!" Her voice took on a dreamlike sound and I smiled as she continued.

"I never thought I'd like it, you know?" I slid my finger almost all the way out, then pushed it deep again. Cynthia groaned and pushed against my hand.

"But it's so exciting... so fucking hot...so hot...so nasty....oh, yeah...just like that...ooohhhh....."

She brought her head up, looking into my eyes. "I like being nasty, Jack....I loved feeling your cock in my ass...outside...where anyone could have seen us..." I felt my cock begin to stir, blood rushing into it at the sound of her words. I smiled and continued to work my finger in and out of her tight hole. as she lay back, her legs spread wide.

I moved around until I could get onto my knees. I kept my finger in her ass as I leaned over her and kissed her pouty lips. Her tongue parted my lips and pushed into my mouth, swirling around before she pulled away.

"Later I want to do that again....right now, I just want you to hold me..." I smiled and kissed her again, then moved up beside her. I slowly withdrew my finger from her ass and she sighed as I left her.

"That was too hot, big guy...Too fucking hot...." Her eyes closed slowly and her breathing slowed to a sleeplike pace. I felt my heart was going to burst with affection as I cradled her in my arms, watching the flickering fire as I let her doze off.

Soon the pace of my own breathing matched hers and I drifted off along with her. When I came to my senses, it was almost four in the morning and my back was screaming out to me from sleeping on the floor. I gently woke Cynthia and we stumbled off to the bedroom where we slept like logs until morning.

When I awoke again to see her naked body next to mine, I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Well, not actually pinch myself. What I did was curl my hands around her magnificent breasts that rose and fell with each slow breath she took. I felt my cock hardening as I began to caress her. By the time I saw her eyes flicker, then open, I was the owner of a raging hard-on. I smiled down at her as she regained consciousness.

"G'morning, angel..." I whispered. Cynthia smiled and cuddled closer to me. As she moved close she contacted my cock, making her grin.

"Boy, you just don't take a break do you...?" she teased, reaching her hand down to grasp my cock. She smiled when I groaned and began to stroke me slowly. She continued her ministrations, laying her head on my shoulder and pumping me gently as we allowed ourselves to wake up slowly.

We drifted in and out of sleep for the next hour or so, my hands on her firm tits and her hand wrapped around my cock. My dreams all centered around the two of us, in various locations and in various sexual situations and I don't think my cock went down once.

Finally, around ten o'clock, I finally felt awake. I looked out of the open drapes at a wonderfully clear and warm Colorado morning. I took a deep breath, filling my lungs with fresh summer air, and looked down at Cynthia's sleeping form. Her hair was tossed and frazzled, her make-up a mess, her face wore a sheen of dried semen, and I couldn't help thinking she was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen.

And, even in her sleep, she kept a firm grip on my still hard cock. I smiled, thinking we had two whole days yet ahead of us. If only she didn't have plans....

A slight frown creased my forehead as that thought entered my mind. I rubbed her shoulder gently until she opened her smiling eyes. She blinked a few times, getting her bearings, then grinned at me. Her hand began it's gentle stroking of my cock as she awakened.

"I must look like a mess...." she pouted. "Am I pretty frightening looking?"

I grinned back. "Yeah..." I teased. "Scary as hell...." She laughed and squeezed my cock hard as she punched me lightly.

"Well, it's all your fault" she said, propping herself up on one elbow.

"MY fault? Why is it MY fault?" I answered with mock shock.

Cynthia smiled, a fire kindling in her eyes. "You came all over my face last night...." Her hand on my cock became more insistent, squeezing and stroking as she leaned forward to run her tongue over my lips. "If I recall correctly, you covered my face with your thick, hot cum."

She leaned forward and ran her tongue over my lips. I tried to kiss her back, but she pulled away with a pout. "I was a little drunk, but I seem to remember you jerking off in my face...or did you forget?"

I took a deep breath, remembering the sight of her receiving my cum...begging for it. My cock expanded even more in her grip. "Yeah...I remember..." I sighed.

"So you admit your guilt!" Cynthia teased.

"Guilty as charged..." I sighed. "I throw myself on the mercy of the court. Do what you will with me..."

Cynthia laughed that throaty laugh I was beginning to love, and kissed me passionately. Her tongue slid past my lips and deep into my mouth. When I pushed back with my own tongue, she sucked it greedily into her mouth and sucked on it like it was a small cock. Our breathing increased as we kissed and her hand began to move up and down on my cock all over again. Breathlessly, she pulled away with a huge smile.

"Well, two things, young man..." she breathed. "One, I loved it when you came on my face..." She grinned as my cock lurched in her hand. "So I accept partial responsibility for my make-up being a mess."

"Well, thank you, your honor..." I said, playing her game.

"And two..." she said, throwing back the covers, " I love a contrite criminal..." She looked down at my cock in her hand. "And a hardened criminal at that..." She laughed and kissed me again.

"I'll determine your sentence at a later date." she said in a serious voice. "Right now, I think I'll review the evidence..." Cynthia winked at me and turned her face. I was grinning wildly as she moved lower, until her face was only inches from my cock. She continued to stroke me and I felt a release of pre-come wash over her fingers. She used her thumb to spread it over my cockhead, then dipped her face lower.

I groaned as I felt her hot breath on my cock, then again as I felt her tongue flick out and lick the head. She protested mildly as I reached down and pushed her head closer to my cock, but opened her mouth wide. I sighed as I felt her lips cover me and I pushed my hips up, sliding my pole deep into her mouth.

She began to suck wetly as I fucked her mouth. I don't think there is a thing in the world better than a blow job in the morning as you're waking up. And Cynthia's obvious talent for cocksucking made this even more pleasurable. She lay her head on my belly, allowing me to fuck her mouth slowly, swirling her tongue around my cockhead each time I pulled out. I fucked her deeply, loving the feel of her throat as I slid into it.

I wrapped my fingers in her hair, holding her face still as I fucked it. I could already feel the cum stirring in my balls, and knew I wouldn't last very long. Cynthia reached her hand down and cupped my balls, rolling them around in her fingers as I sawed in and out of her sucking mouth.

I looked down as I felt her raise her head from my belly and stared directly into her smiling eyes. She stared at me as she continued to suck, a vision so intensely erotic that I nearly came right then and there.

Cynthia had other ideas though. She raised herself up on one elbow, pulling my cock from her mouth. I watched with increasing excitement as she rubbed my cock over her cheek and face, then lifted her torso higher to rub my pole over her tits. My pre-come left a shiny trail over her nipples, which were as hard and protruding as they had been last night.

"Do you want to come..." she teased, squeezing her tits around my cock. I simply groaned and nodded.

"Do you want to come on my tits...?" I nodded again, lost in the lust. She leaned down and swiped her tongue over my cockhead, then looked up at me again. Her hand continued to jerk me off.

"Or in my mouth...?" I nodded weakly. I didn't know how much more of this I could take. "You want me to suck you off...? Suck your hard cock until you fill my mouth with your hot cum....?" This time I couldn't even nod. She was driving me crazy with her teasing talk. She smiled. She was enjoying torturing me.

"Or maybe I'll jerk you off in my face...." she smiled again as my cock bucked. "Mmmmm....I think we both like that one. Jerk you off so you can see your thick hot cum drip over my face....Mmmmm... I did enjoy that last night...didn't you?" She looked up at me again, and this time I managed a weak nod.

"Ah, choices, choices...." she teased. Her hand was now covered with pre-come and it made a slick, slapping sound as she stroked me. "I DO love the feel of it, but I also love the taste of your cum.... So thick in my mouth....Mmmmm.....What to do...." Cynthia was grinning maniacally, loving the obvious discomfort she was creating. She winked at me and turned her face back to my cock. I groaned loudly as she dropped her head and took me into her mouth...then her throat with one smooth motion.

I felt the cum boiling in my balls, getting ready to race up my shaft and into her waiting mouth. I tried to fuck upwards, but she pulled away. Then I almost screamed in frustration as she released my throbbing cock and sat up in the bed. I looked at her incredulously, my eyes pleading for release.

Cynthia looked back at me with an evil grin. "I need to decide later..." she said with a serious tone. I looked back at her with disbelief. I couldn't believe she was going to leave me like this! All I could say was a strained "Wha....??"




Cynthia Ch. 2



Cynthia looked at me with true understanding as she moved to lay down beside me. Her eyes were blazing with as much lust as I was feeling. I'm sure my eyes held one big question and she put her fingers to my lips.

"I'm sorry, lover." she whispered. "There's nothing I'd like better than to feel you come in my mouth right now...." I groaned.

"But what....why...." I stammered. She smiled at me.

"Shhhh..." she said softly. "Let's get in the shower. I'll explain...I promise..."

With that she bounced out of bed and turned for the bathroom. I lay there disbelief on my face and a hard-on the size of a Sequoia jutting up from my hips. I shook my head as I heard the water in the shower. Numbly, I got up from the bed and stumbled to the bath, my hard-on bobbing painfully in front of me. Cynthia was already under the hot spray and the sight of her glistening body only made the pain in my balls that much greater.

"This better be good..." I said, only half kidding as I got under the spray with her.

She turned to me with a sweet, innocent smile on her face. She looked at my hard cock, then back to my face.

"I'll take care of this later...I promise." she said. "First I want to shower. Then I want to go to my place so I can get some things. Then I want to buy you breakfast. " I still wasn't getting what she was talking about and expressed this to her.

"Patience, big guy...." she laughed, moving close and wrapping her hand around my cock. I groaned and began to fuck her hand. Even a hand job would be heaven at this point! Cynthia chuckled and backed under the spray. She looked gorgeous as the water cascaded over her nakedness.

"And the whole time, I want you to be going crazy with lust for me..." she whispered. Her hands came up to cup her breasts, making me groan again. "I want you to be thinking that maybe I'll suck you off at any time...maybe jerk you off under the table in the restaurant...maybe in the car...." She moved close again. She stopped when she felt my cockhead push against her belly, and stayed there, swaying back and forth, teasing me further with her soft skin.

"But I want you to be thinking about coming and coming...'Cause I'm gonna make you do that... Mmmm...I can almost taste it...feel it..." She leaned back into the spray, cupping both of her tits with her hands. "Last night you wanted to fuck my tits...maybe we'll do that later...Mmmm...it would be so hot to feel your big cock fucking my tits...coming all over my tits and face..."

Cynthia was driving me nuts and she knew it very well. Her eyes held an evil glint that made me want to fuck her and strangle her at the same time. Well, maybe not strangle her, but I was more than agreeable to making her choke a little bit...

I stepped closer, holding my hard cock out to her and grinning as I pressed it against her belly. Cynthia smiled and reached down between us, curling her fingers around my cock and bending it down until it slipped between her legs.

"And I want your balls to be so full of your wonderful cum that you drown me. I want it to build inside you until you can't hold any more..." Her hand on my cock was making me crazy as she continued to grin.

"Then I want to either drink it or drown in it...." she whispered erotically. "I want you to fill me up with your cum...." She released me again, and rinsed herself off. She slid the door open and was gone before I could protest, although I don't think my protest would have done me any good.

I was still standing in the same position, when she slid the door open and stuck her head in.

"Then I want you to fuck me again...." She smiled and slid the door closed. I groaned and almost dropped to my knees. This girl was making me crazy!! I dropped a hand to my balls, trying to convince them that relief was on its way.

"You know, they're pretty full right now!!" I yelled to her.

"I want MORE!!" she replied with a laugh. I sighed my resignation as I heard the door shut behind her.

I quickly washed and shampooed my hair, suddenly very anxious to get this day started. The sooner we ran all our "errands", the sooner I could be relieved of the dull ache that had formed in my scrotum.

By the end of my shower, I was actually grinning with anticipation for what lay ahead. Bottom line was that I loved to be teased. And teased some more. Cynthia was definitely very adept at teasing, and she was getting to know all the right buttons to push. My heart began to beat wildly, wondering what might be next in her little game.

I was sure it would be worth the wait!

Copyright 2001 by Mark Singer and Singertales, Inc.



Cynthia Ch. 3



 (To My Faithful and Patient Readers: I apologize for the timing lapse in getting the new chapters out to you. We've just completed a cross-country move and it's taken quite a while to get things un-packed and somewhat organized. But hopefully we're up and running and I hope to be stopping by to say 'hi' more often. I also apologize for not being able to reply to all the e-mail. I hope to begin wading through ASAP. I hope you enjoy Chapter Three of the Cynthia series and, as always, I appreciate your support. -Mark- 

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I got out of the shower and shook my head to clear it as I toweled myself off. My mind was racing and my cock was still as hard as a pipe when I walked out into the bedroom. Cynthia, her hair still damp, was leaning back the edge of the armchair, facing me with her arms resting on the arms of the chair. She had a huge grin on her face, and was wearing one of my silk robes. She'd left it unfastened, her naked body exposed underneath.

"I like your outfit..." she said, sitting forward, her eyes dropping to my hard-on. I laughed and walked over to her. I'd decided that two could play the teasing game. I stood in front of her, my hard cock only an inch from her face. She stared at it, her tongue unconsciously beginning to lick her lips. The girl was a born cocksucker...and a wonderful tease.

"I might say the same about yours..." I laughed. Cynthia smiled and finally removed her eyes from my cock.

"Well, for the first time, I can honestly say that I have absolutely nothing to wear!" Cynthia said, allowing a bit of a whine in her voice. I laughed and she joined me.

"In that case, I guess we'd better stop at your place first. You can't go to breakfast in that!" Cynthia laughed again as her eyes returned to my hard-on bobbing in front of her face. I stepped closer, turning my hips from side to side and brushing her lips with my cockhead. Automatically, her tongue slid out and washed over the velvety surface. I sighed, but this time I was prepared for the game. As she began to lick me, I moved closer, pushing past her lips and into her mouth. She held me there and looked up at me with a reproachful look.

"Not to worry, darlin'..." I said with a smile. "I'm beginning to like this game. I promise I won't come in your mouth..." Cynthia smiled around my cockhead and leaned forward, taking me deeper. I couldn't stop a low moan from escaping my lips as her tongue began to move along the underside of my shaft.

"Yet..." I said hoarsely. I saw her smile around my cock again, and I began to fuck her mouth. She willingly accommodated my thrusts, taking me into the back of her mouth and continuing to use her tongue to tease me. I grasped her head gently and pushed forward. I groaned as I slipped past her tonsils and deep into her throat. I fucked my cock in and out of her throat five or six times until I felt that familiar stirring again. I sighed deeply and slipped out of her mouth. A long strand of come and saliva bridged the gap between my cockhead and her lips, and she leaned forward to slurp it into her mouth. I grinned and pulled my cock away, smiling down at her 'amazed' look. My smile grew as I slapped her lips with the head of my cock as she tried to capture me again between her lips. I continued to tease her until her lips were coated with my pre-come, then I willed myself to walk away... I grinned to myself as I heard her whimper following me... I shook my head and turned to get dressed. I heard her sigh as I walked away and I smiled to myself. It's just as hard on her, I thought. I began to whistle as I hurriedly got dressed.

When I was ready, we walked downstairs. I smiled as I watched Cynthia slowly remove her robe and slip her wrinkled blouse over her shoulders, then step into her short skirt. I waited for her to button the front, but she stood there with her hands on her hips, grinning at me. "Ready?" she said with a chuckle.

"Aren't you going to button up?" I asked, already sensing her answer. She shook her head. "It's more comfortable this way, I think..." she teased. She grinned then leaned over to pick up the phone. As her fingers flew over the keypad, she looked over at me, posing seductively, then tying the tails of her shirt into a knot above her waist.

"I'm just going to call Sara and warn her that we're on our way.", she explained. I nodded as I listened to her leave a message on the machine, then hang up the phone. "She's either not at home, or is in the middle of something..." she said, setting the phone down and turning to me. "She's such a slut. We're perfect roommates..." She smiled and thrust her tits out, then walked over to me. I returned her smile and took her hand as we walked out to the garage and got into the car. I waited until the car doors were shut before opening the garage. No sense in advertising my girlfriend's near-nakedness to the neighborhood, I thought.

As it turned out though, it was a hopeless attempt at modesty. Being Saturday, the neighborhood was already teaming with the weekend landscapers. As I pulled from the garage, Jim, my next door neighbor waved at me and began to walk towards the car. 

"Careful..." I said, turning to Cynthia, but she just grinned. Jim wanted to borrow my hedge clippers and I told him to help himself, since the garage was open. When he leaned down and peered over in Cynthia's direction, I sighed and introduced them to each other.

Jim's eyes opened wide when he realized that Cynthia's blouse was unbuttoned to her waist and I shook my head again, not wanting Cynthia to be embarrassed. To my surprise she grinned and leaned forward, extending her hand to Jim. When I looked at her, I saw her movement had allowed her blouse to open slightly. As she leaned back in her seat, her right breast was clearly exposed. The two of them exchanged innocent greetings, but Jim's eyes were riveted on that breast.

I had a feeling Cynthia was aware of her exposure, but even so, she made no attempt to cover up. I said goodbye to Jim and pulled out of the drive. Cynthia turned to me with new fire in her eyes.

"He has a hard-on....look..." she whispered as we backed out. Sure enough, Jim's shorts were tenting out in the front like he had a couple socks in there. He seemed to realize his situation as we pulled away and hurried into my garage. To get the hedge clippers, sure, but I'm sure also to adjust his erection. We both laughed as we pulled away.

"This public exposure thing can be addictive!" Cynthia laughed as we drove through the subdivision. "I can't believe he got a hard-on, just looking at half a tit!" I looked over at her and grinned, dropping my eyes to her still exposed breast.

"Well, I can believe it!" I laughed. "You have some pretty exciting tits there!"

"Oh, these old things?" Cynthia replied. "Their not all that nice are they?" She grinned her evil grin again and opened her blouse wide, exposing both breasts. I shook my head and drove on, occasionally waving to someone I recognized, or who recognized me. All the while, Cynthia sat with her blouse fully open, naked on the seat next to me. The windows were tinted, so it wasn't like we were doing a Lady Godiva thing, but if someone were to look at just the right time, at just the right angle, it was obvious that there was a lady with my who was not entirely dressed. I grinned at Cynthia's newfound penchant for exhibitionism and drove more slowly than usual through the subdivision. A few guys, with the where-with-all to recognize what they were seeing stood in open mouthed disbelief in my rearview mirror as I looked back. I grinned and pulled onto the highway.

"If you roll down the windows, I'll suck your cock..." Cynthia teased. "I remember promising you that last night." I grinned over at her and slowly shook my head, trying to maintain some semblance of control over the situation.

"There's nobody here to watch you, Cynthia. And I know you want someone to see you sucking my cock...don't you?" She smiled sexily and nodded her head, enjoying the 'game' as much as I was. At the same time though, she pulled her blouse to her sides, tucking the tails behind her and stretching her arms behind her head...just in case...

Cynthia rode the entire twelve miles to her house with the blouse completely open. Halfway into our short trip, she turned to face me, leaning back against the passenger door. She drew one foot up to the seat under her and extended her other leg across the seat, resting her foot in my lap. She teased my grown again hard on with her toes and the sole of her foot as she leaned back grinning at me. Her hands moved slowly over her body as she teased me, cupping her breasts or sliding suggestively between her legs. In an instant, i was as hot for her as I had been with her mouth on my cock. That familiar ache returned to my balls. I followed the directions to her house and as we got closer, she sat up and drew her blouse closed. As I pulled into the driveway, she kind of scrunched down in the seat.

"Sara should be home..." Cynthia said in a quiet voice. "But if she isn't, there's a key under the milk box. Be a dear and go in and open the garage." She looked at me pleadingly. "My neighbors aren't as young as yours...I don't think they'd understand..."

I grinned, winked at her and got out of the car. I stood in the open door and turned back to her. My hard-on was still very evident, pushing out the front of my pants.

"Don't you think they'll notice this...?" I teased. I cupped my cock with my hand and squeezed it, and Cynthia squealed.

"Just open the damn garage!" she laughed. I grinned and walked to the front door. I rang the bell and waited, but no one answered, so I got the key and let myself in. The curtains were drawn and the place did seem empty, except for some soft music drifting down from the second floor. I didn't think anything of it and began to look for the door to the garage.

I passed through the kitchen and into the dining room and saw two doors on the east side of the house. One was certainly the garage, and I figured the other to be a spare room. The door to that room was ajar and I walked over and peeked in. The sight that greeted me took my breath away!

One of the most stunning blonds I'd ever seen was on her knees in front of a naked, college-age young man. The only article of clothing she had on was a red garter belt and stockings that encased a pair of the longest legs I'd ever seen. I stood rooted to the spot. All thoughts of my search for the garage ended as I watched her long blond hair moving gently back and forth as she slid her lips up and down the boys cock.

They both seemed oblivious to my presence until I saw the girl remove one of the boys hands from her head. She continued to suck him and turned her head slightly, moving her eyes to the door. I knew she saw me. After all, I was standing in the doorway... But I still couldn't move. I was transfixed with the sight of her. My cock was almost bursting as I watched her suck her boyfriends cock.

To my surprise, she didn't react at all at the sight of me! She continued to move her mouth up and down as her eyes met mine. I saw her smile around the boys cock and then she amazed me even more. She winked at me! I grinned and raised my open palms to her, as if to say I didn't mean to intrude and she smiled again. Obviously, she had heard the sound of my car in the driveway, and the sounds of the front door opening. And, after our eye contact, it was very obvious that she didn't mind the intrusion in the least! She brought both hands to cup the boy's asscheeks and I almost groaned out loud as I watched her pull him closer, sliding his entire cock into her mouth!

The boy groaned for me then, and began to pump his hips forward. Unaware of my presence, he began to fuck the mouth of this blond goddess as she stared into my eyes. Her breathing was ragged as she worked to suck him off. The boy began to moan over and over...I knew he was getting close to filling this girl's mouth with what my balls were bursting with, when I was knocked from my erotic peeping by the blast of a car horn. MY car horn! Cynthia!!

God! I'd completely blocked out the fact that she was waiting for me to open the garage door. I stepped back and turned silently away, but not without taking one last look into the room.

I returned my gaze to the blond just in time to see her cheeks balloon out as the boy began to come, then I silently pulled the door closed and quickly turned to the second door. It was indeed the garage, and I quickly found the opener button and pushed it. I walked to the door as it opened, ducking underneath and climbing in to the car.

"I got lost..." I mumbled, pulling the car into the garage. Cynthia smiled and shook her head.

"Yeah, it is quite a big mansion..." she teased. "Did you meet Sara?" The tone in her voice told me to be truthful...to a point.

"Well, not exactly..." I said with a sly grin. "I kind of saw her, but haven't really MET her yet...." I walked around to her side and held her door as she got out. Her skirt rose high on her thighs and her blouse remained open showing off Cynthia's wonderfully upturned breasts. I reminded myself that Sara had nothing on this girl. "Oh...but you saw her, huh...?" Cynthia teased.

"KIND of saw her..." I repeated. "And she ain't got nuthin' on you, lady!" I leaned forward, kissing Cynthia passionately. She leaned back against the car and wrapped her hands around my head, sucking my tongue with that wonderful mouth of hers. I brought both hands to her breasts, kneading them softly as I pressed my hips against hers.

Cynthia groaned into my mouth and pushed her hips back against mine. My cock was still perpetually hard and I moaned as I felt Cynthia drop her hand to encircle it. She squeezed and stroked it through my pants until I felt I was going to come in my underwear. I reached down and pulled her hand away.

"Careful..." I whispered. "Let's not waste any okay?"

She leaned back, panting and grinned at me. "Well, let's hurry up then." she wheezed. "Or I'm going to have my breakfast right here..." She smiled and grasped my cock again. Turning, she led me into the house, her hand still grasping my pole like a leash.

When we passed the room where Sara had just sucked off her boyfriend, I noticed the door was shut tight. I could hear mumbled conversation behind it though, then gentle laughter. If the boy had found out about my "spying", he wasn't upset. I breathed easier.

"Hi, Sara...I'm home!" Cynthia called out. When she got no response, she turned to me and shrugged.

"How about you make us a couple Bloody Mary's while I round up some clothes." she suggested. The stuffs in the cabinet over the sink, other stuff's in the fridge. I'll be down in a flash!"

With that she turned and bounded up the stairs. I watched her go with a grin and turned to find the makings for the drinks. I looked at my watch and saw it was almost 10:30. Perfect time for a Bloody Mary I thought. I found the ice, vodka, tomato juice and the other stuff easily, and was rummaging around the refrigerator looking for celery, when I heard a light cough behind me. I looked up and leaning over the open door was Sara. "It's in the basket on the bottom..." she purred sexily. Her smile was dazzling, entrancing me once more. I just stared as she smiled down at me.

"Celery?" she said. I just nodded, then her previous words sank in.

"Oh! Celery! Right...basket on the bottom! Got it!" I took the stalks from the sliding basket and stood up, swinging the door closed. As I drank in the sight of Cynthia's roommate, I became tongue-tied once more. I couldn't deny it. The girl was a knockout!!

She wore a man's white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and just three or four buttons buttoned from the bottom. She stood with a big smile, leaning against the fridge, seeming to enjoy the dance my eyes were doing over her body. The swells of her breasts were plainly visible and the tops of her red stockings showed temptingly below the hem of the shirt. And she was still wearing those incredibly sexy five inch stiletto heels.

"A great way to begin the day, huh..." she purred. Her eyes were gleaming. I had to consciously tear my eyes away as I turned to cut the celery.

"With a Bloody Mary? Yeah, it sure is..." Sara walked over to stand beside me, helping to cut the celery. She began to nibble a piece as I finished the drinks.

"Well, actually, I meant the other...." I looked up and stopped when I saw her nibbling the celery. I stared at her smiling lips as her tongue poked out and began to lick the end of the vegetable. "It's my favorite way to start the day..." Her tongue wrapped around the end of the celery stalk and she drew it into her mouth. "I saw you watching me..." she whispered, sliding the celery sensuously between her lips.

I stared open mouthed as I watched her tongue the celery. She smiled as she ran her tongue around the end, and I thought my poor cock would burst as she slid the end into her mouth. She winked at me and closed her teeth, biting slowly through it and chewing. I never thought I'd think chewing food was sexy, but this girl made it an erotic experience. My hard-on began to throb in my pants until the sound of Cynthia's voice brought me back to reality.

"Sara, you are such a slut!!" Cynthia walked into the kitchen and slapped Sara's bare butt. Sara grinned at me and turned smilingly to her roommate. 

"Just entertaining our guest, Cyn....You wouldn't want me to be rude, would you?" Cynthia chuckled and walked over to me, kissing me firmly on the lips.

"Have you been entertained, darling?" she asked with a lilt in her voice. Then she stepped back and dropped her eyes to my bulging crotch. "I see that you HAVE been entertained. My, my, my..." In direct view of her roommate, she reached her hand out and slid it over the full length of my hard-on. I couldn't help letting out a low sigh as she began to stroke and fondle me. I nervously looked over at Sara to see he watching Cynthia stroke me. A big smile covered her face.

"Thanks for entertaining our guest, Sara..." Cynthia's voice had a bit of an edge to it, but she smiled as she spoke. Sara raised her eyes, first to Cynthia, then to me. "My pleasure..." she purred again. Turning to Cynthia, she grinned. "But I guess you can handle it from here...right?" Cynthia nodded and grinned back.. "And then some..." she answered. "Maybe we'll see you later....Hmmmm?"

Sara smiled and turned to go. "That would be nice, I think..." she turned back to face us from the dining room. "Nice meeting you...uh..." 

"Jack" I filled in for her. 

"Nice meeting you, Jack. I hope we do see you later..." She smiled that dazzling smile of hers again, and as was speaking her hand moved from her neck, traveling inside her shirt to lightly brush her breast. She sighed and turned back to the bedroom. I watched her as she moved, the naked cheeks of her tight ass flicking into view under the shirt as her spike pumps clicked on the hardwood.

Cynthia's hand had remained on my cock, stroking and squeezing it as I watched Sara walk away.

"Nice girl..." I deadpanned. She squeezed me hard and laughed. 

"You can look, but don't touch..." she slid her hand lower, cupping my cum laden balls. "Yet..." she finished with a curious look in her eyes. As she moved to get our drinks, I took note of her outfit for the first time. It did nothing to help my cock go down.

Cynthia was wearing a tight black skirt made of something like spandex, only softer. It accented her long legs and stopped eight inches or so above her knees. She was also wearing a black denim western shirt with pearl snaps rather than buttons. The entire shirt was unbuttoned except for the bottom three. As she moved, I caught tantalizing glimpses of her braless tits. Her legs were encased in black stockings and on her feet she wore black, high-heeled western boots. The spiked heels were at least four inches long and made her ass stand out as she walked.




Cynthia Ch. 3



"You look absolutely edible..." I sighed, moving my eyes up and down her lithe form. She toasted us, clinking glasses, and looked sexily over the top of her glass as she drank.

"You ain't seen nothin' yet, boy..." she teased. She took another sip of her drink. "I hope you don't mind if I bring over a few things..." she said, glancing at a medium sized suitcase in the hall. "Sometimes I like to...uh...dress up." She smiled at me and licked her lips. 

"I think I'd like that." I replied.

We finished our drinks standing in the kitchen. As we sipped them, we couldn't keep our hands off one another. I felt her hard nipples as I moved my hand inside her shirt, and knew she was as excited as I was. My cock had been hard for nearly three hours now, and my balls throbbed with pleasure-pain.

When we'd finished our Bloody Mary's, Cynthia put the glasses in the sink and turned to me. Her face wore a wicked smile as she reached for my belt and undid the front of my pants. I sighed as I watched her sink to her knees in front of me, expecting more oral "torture", but looked at her with surprise as she began to unlace my shoes. I stepped out of them as she slid my pants down, then lifted my feet as she slipped my pants off. She looked up at me with a grin and hooked her fingers in the elastic of my underwear. My cock sprang free as she tugged them down, lying in her hair as she slipped my jockeys off.

"I want you without underwear today." she explained. "I may need quick access..." She winked at me and worked my feet through my pants legs again. I grasped them and pulled them up as she put my shoes on and tied them. When she'd finished, she leaned back on her haunches and looked up at me. I was standing with my pants in my hands and my cock bobbing in front of her and she stared at it, licking her lips sensuously.

From her kneeling/sitting position, I could see the tops of her stockings and the small pearl buttons of a garter. My cock flexed and bobbed as I thought of how hot she would look in just a garter belt and stockings.

Cynthia smiled. "I'm not wearing any either..." she whispered. She leaned forward and licked the end of my cock, making me release my now familiar groan. She giggled and licked her lips.

"Fuck my mouth, Jack..." her voice husky and low. "Just a little....please..." Her lips parted and she engulfed my cockhead with her mouth. I moaned and slid my cock deep, pushing past her tongue to the entrance to her throat. I grasped her head and began to slowly saw my cock in and out of her mouth. Cynthia sucked wildly, teasing me further with her tongue. She countered my thrusts with her face and leaned forward, taking me deep into her throat. Holding me there, she began to bob her head in short staccato jabs, swallowing against me and milking my cock with her throat.

We stayed there until I was screaming to come. "STOP!" I yelled, pulling my cock from her throat. It was just in time. One more thrust and she would have been swallowing my semen. As it was, a small amount of milky white semen poured from the tip of my pole as I fought down my orgasm. Cynthia saw it and covered my cockhead with her mouth, licking lightly so as not to bring me over the edge, but just enough to capture her reward.

"Oh, god, you're ready aren't you?" she moaned. She swallowed my semen sample, inhaling the aroma as she worked it around with her tongue. "It's going to be a lot, isn't it..." she whispered, standing in front of me. She tucked my cock into my pants and zipped me up. Kissing me deeply she whispered: "I can't wait to make you come... I promise it'll be worth the wait, Jack....trust me..." She patted my hard-on and turned to grab the suitcase.

"Let's go eat something quick..." she said with a new smile. "I've a feeling we're going to need a LOT of energy. I followed her out, shaking my head like a back-dash dog. Her ass was magnificent as she walked, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor.


Cynthia paused and turned to me, putting her finger to her lips. Setting the suitcase down on the floor, she motioned me closer. She pointed to the room by the garage door. The door to it was open almost all the way, and my heart lurched. Cynthia motioned again for me to be quiet, then tiptoed over to the door. She leaned close and whispered in my ear. 

"I said you could look...." she grinned and we peeked around the corner. Sara was on her back on a long coffee table. Her lover was on his knees between her legs which were splayed wide. We could plainly see his long thick cock as it slid in and out of her spread pussy. I controlled my groaning, but my increased breathing caught the ear of Cynthia. She grinned back at me and fell back into my arms. We didn't try very hard to hide ourselves from their view. The door had been left wide open, making it obvious that they enjoyed the possibility of being seen.

And, as if to underscore that thought, Sara opened her eyes and turned her head towards the door. She grinned when she saw us standing there and spread her legs wider. Her firm breasts bobbled each time her lover slammed his cock into her and she began to groan out loud, spurring him on...

Oh...yeah...fuck me, Mark... uhnngghh...you cock is so fucking hard...0oh...fuck..."

As his strokes increased in speed, Cynthia and I watched as she pulled his head closer to hers, whispering something in his ear. He groaned again and slowed his strokes. At the same time, Cynthia, leaned back into me, pressing her ass against my raging hard-on. I pushed forward, loving the feel of her ass against me. I reached around her front, sliding my hands inside her shirt. Her nipples were like hard pebbles as I tweaked and teased them. I let out a long whoosh of air as Cynthia reached behind her and began to caress my cock.

I saw Sara staring at us and smiled at her. Using both hands, I pulled Cynthia's shirt open wide exposing her tits. I heard Sara moan as I cupped Cynthia's breasts, squeezing and gently pinching her nipples. I smiled again as I saw Sara cup her own tits, following my movements. My smile grew into a grin as I wondered to myself just how much these two girls had shared...

Cynthia's hands were busy also, deftly unzipping my pants and pulling my cock out. I kissed the back of her neck as she began to stroke me.

Sara's boyfriend began to follow her requests. Slowly he withdrew his long cock from her pussy and I sighed at the sight of her open, pink hole. He got to his feet and straddled the table, duck-walking forward until his cock was dangling over Sara's heaving breasts. She looked at his pole, wet and shiny from their fucking, then cupped his asscheeks, pulling him higher.

"Fuck my mouth first....then my tits....I want to taste you...." Sara said this aloud, no whispering this time. Cynthia must have felt my cock buck in her hands and she pressed back against me. I removed my hands from Cynthia's tits, then cupped them from underneath, pushing them out in Sara's direction. Sara grinned and stuck her tongue out as if to lick the offering I was giving her. I grinned back, thinking that a party with these two might just be a very interesting evening.

As I watched, Sara's tongue was touched by her boyfriend's cock. She turned her gaze upwards and smiled. Keeping her tongue extended, she opened her mouth wide, as her boyfriend slid his cock between her lips. She groaned low in her throat and pulled on his asscheeks, urging him to fuck her. He needed very little encouragement. His hips began to move in the same rhythm he'd used earlier, except now his cock was buried in Sara's mouth. They both began to moan and groan. 

I watched in erotic amazement as I saw more and more of his cock disappear into her mouth. Her eyes returned to mine as her boyfriend's cock passed her tonsils and slid deep into her throat. She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment then opened them wide as he began to fuck her mouth. He'd withdraw until his cockhead rested on her outer lips, then slowly push forward until his pubic hair was pushing against her nose.

I was going crazy as I watched them fuck and it seemed as if Cynthia was getting just as excited. I ran my hands over her tight belly and down to her thighs, until I felt the hem of her skirt. She sighed as I drew it up wards. I didn't stop until I felt her naked ass pressing against my almost bursting cock.

I felt Cynthia bend forward and slide my hard cock between her legs. I tried to remain quiet but I felt like screaming. I bent at the knee, trying to get into a better position. Cynthia let out a small moan as I pressed my cockhead against her pussy lips. Then she bent forward, spreading her legs wider. I sighed as I felt my cockhead pass between her pussy lips and then sighed again as I felt my entire cock being sucked inside her cunt. I began to fuck her with the same rhythm that Sara's boyfriend was using in her mouth. I smiled as Cynthia pushed her hips against me, urging me to fuck her deeply. I obliged as best I could until I felt my balls begin to expand.

There was no way I was going to allow myself to shoot off with out seeing Cynthia's pouty lips wrapped around my pole. I'd waited too long. I wasn't going to blow it now. No matter how badly my balls were crying for relief. I pulled back, sliding my cock all the way out of Cynthia's pussy and then sliding it between her asscheeks.

I held it there...barely fucking as the urge to come subsided. Cynthia looked back at me and grinned, then turned her attention back to her roommate.

Sara's boyfriend was moving erratically now. Her lips were covered with frothy pre-come as she swirled her tongue around his cockhead. Everyone knew he was about to shoot. Sara looked up at him, talking around the cock in her mouth.

"Come on my tits....Now! Fuck my tits and cover me....Let me feel it...see it...taste it....come..."

Her boyfriend pulled his cock from her lips and moved it lower. Sara cupped her tits and pulled them apart until she felt his cock between them. Then she pushed them together, forming a tight fuck tunnel. He groaned and slid his cock forward, pushing against her chin as he did so. His hips began to move faster and faster and Sara began to chant..."Yeah...yeah...yeah....come on my tits....fuck 'em ooohhhh...."

The boyfriend stopped his fucking motion. His cock was trapped between Sara's tightly squeezed tits. They looked deeply into each other eyes for a moment, then a huge grin split Sara's features.

The boy groaned loudly and his cock erupted, spraying Sara's chest and chin with a huge load of semen. His hips began to fuck her tits again and on each forward thrust he shot an enormous load of cum over her chest and face. Sara was laughing with glee as he covered her upper body with thick cum. Her hands massaged it into her tits and she turned her head downwards as another blast erupted. This one splashed wetly over her mouth and chin and her tongue shot out to lap it up.

Cynthia turned to me and grinned wildly, wrapping her hand around my hard cock and jerking me off with frantic strokes. "Ohmy...will you look at that...", she hissed, "God...look at all that...All that hot cum...Mmmm...." She suddenly dropped to her knees and took my cock deep into her throat. I almost came again, grasping her head and fucking deep into her throat, but she sensed my need and pulled her mouth from my cock just in time. Quickly getting to her feet, she waved to Sara and tugged my shoulder.

"Time to go" she whispered, pulling me back. I looked at her like she was crazy, until I realized where I was. I followed her numbly, watching her stoop to get her suitcase, then walk out into the garage.

We scrambled into the car and I quickly pulled out of the driveway, the bright morning sun almost blinding me. Cynthia was panting and laughing at the same time, her face flushed with excitement.

"That was too hot!" she cried out. "I've never watched her before...god, Jack, that was so fucking hot!" I grinned at her excitement. It was as if Cynthia was discovering a whole new side to her sexuality.

I drove out of her neighborhood quickly, my cock still hard in my pants. I got on the highway and headed south, towards my house. There was a small restaurant that I had in mind that was on the way. As I drove, I listened to Cynthia gush about our recent encounter.

"Sara and I have talked about our boyfriends before, even about doing a group thing sometime, but I'd never watched her....god, she's so hot! You enjoyed that didn't you, Jack....you enjoyed watching her suck his cock...."

I nodded and smiled. "Yeah, I enjoyed all right...and enjoyed fucking you in front of her too. And I think you enjoyed that also...?"

Cynthia grinned lustfully. "Yeah..." she said dreamily, " I liked feeling your cock inside me while she watched us...I guess I'm a bit of an exhibitionist, huh?" I nodded and smiled.

"I like that about you...it makes me hot..." Cynthia smiled and paused in her talking as I pulled the car into the parking lot of the restaurant. I'd been here a number of times before, liking the place because of it's quiet intimacy, and it's private tables. They were just opening up when we walked in.

I greeted the hostess, asking for my favorite table. It was towards the back and in a corner. It was the most private of the offered seating arrangements. The young hostess smiled and led the way to the back. In my present state of arousal, I couldn't help watching her young ass sway as she walked.

Cynthia pinched my ass when she saw me looking and smiled. "Cute, huh?" she whispered as the hostess walked away and we slid into the booth. I just nodded and grinned. Cynthia leaned close and whispered into my ear.

"But I'll bet a dollar she can't suck your cock like I can..." As she spoke, her hand traveled up my thigh. She cupped my balls before moving up to encircle my hard-on. I groaned appreciatively. We noticed our waiter walking towards us, but Cynthia kept her hand over my cock, teasing me even as the young man stood in front of us. We ordered a pitcher of Bloody Mary's and about a ton of food. As he walked away, Cynthia watched him with a grin.

"But I'll bet he can't fuck you like I can..." I whispered, sliding my hand over to her leg and up her thigh. My heart began to pound as I moved over her stockinged thigh, then over the bare flesh above. Cynthia allowed her legs to part as I slid higher. She moaned and leaned back as I rubbed my hand over her bare pussy, it's moist heat exciting me even more. In response to my teasing, Cynthia moved her hand to my zipper, deftly drawing it down and quickly reaching inside to withdraw my rock-hard cock. The cool, air-conditioned air of the restaurant felt oddly exciting as Cynthia drew my cock out of my pants and wrapped her hand around it... We both stared straight ahead as our hands teased each other.

We were both unaware of the waiter re-appearing until he set a large red pitcher of Bloody Mary's onto our table with a thud. I looked up to see his eyes riveted on Cynthia's chest as he set our glasses in front of us. I glanced at Cynthia, and saw that her denim blouse was open enough to reveal a delectable expanse of tit flesh. I also saw her grinning up at the young man as her hand continued to stroke my hard-on under the table. It must have been very obvious to him what was going on in his station.
 Not that he minded, methinks... He asked if there was anything else that we desired, and I couldn't help but grin as Cynthia let her eyes drop to the obvious bulge in his pants, then shrug her shoulders.

"No...that will be fine, thanks...", I replied to the waiter, squeezing Cynthia's thigh as he turned and left. I shook my head reproachfully at her, then continued to play with her pussy lips....just enough to tease...

Cynthia grinned at me as I toyed with her lips, slowly pushing a finger between them and into her wet pussy. She moaned softly and scooted lower in her seat, pushing her hips against my finger. I grinned as she set both of her feet on the opposite bench and let her legs fall apart. I slid my finger inside her and began a slow fucking motion. She began to jerk me off slowly, in time to my probing finger. At the same time she used her other hand to calmly pour our drinks. She slid mine to me and raised her glass with a toast. 

"To sex..." she whispered, clinking my glass with hers. I smiled broadly and downed half of my drink. I was really close to the edge. I didn't know how much more of this I could take. Her hand felt wonderful as it glided up and down my shaft. And the exciting feeling of being jerked off in a restaurant made it even better.

The waiter returned with our food, and Cynthia didn't miss a stroke. The gleam in the waiter's eyes told me that we were not able to totally hide what we were doing. I had tried to make my movements inconspicuous, but Cynthia didn't seem to care. Her arm lay across my chest, pointing the way to where her hand was. And instead of using just her hand when she teased me, she was moving her entire forearm. She grinned at the waiter as he set our plates down, and was even more obvious with her stroking. The young waiter coughed and his face turned pink. He now knew without a doubt what Cynthia was doing under the table cloth.

But, of course, she had to take it one step further. When the young man asked if he could get us anything else, Cynthia purred "Yes...I'd like some more water please...." As she whispered her request, she slid her hand from my cock and brought it up to grasp her water glass.

Her long fingers gleamed and shone with the coating of pre-come that covered them, reflecting the bright lights of the restaurant as she handed the waiter her glass. He didn't miss her show, and stammered something as he turned to re-fill her glass.

"Thanks..." Cynthia grinned as he handed her glass back to her. She set it on the table and slipped her hand back under the tablecloth. She stared at him as she found my cock again, and began to stroke me with exaggerated movements.

"That will be all...for now..." she smiled at him. The boy stammered and backed away, holding his tray in front of his crotch. Cynthia grinned again and squeezed my cock. 

"I'll bet I know what he's hiding..." she whispered with a laugh.

We ate our entire meal with our hands in each others laps. On a couple occasions, I had to force Cynthia to stop her stroking, for fear I would come in her hand. My balls were bursting with semen and the sexual tension was building to a fever pitch.

Also, on a couple occasions, Cynthia set her fork down and pushed her hips against my fingers. Her eyes would close and I could feel her pussy contracting against my digits as she enjoyed a series of mini-orgasms. I grinned each time, then returned to my meal. The quicker we got out of here, the quicker I'd be fucking this professor/slut. Cynthia realized this too, and ate ravenously.

We finished our meal, drinking the last of the Bloody Mary's and feeling a perceptible buzz. I noticed the waiter saying something to the hostess. The young girl blushed as she looked over at us, and I grinned back at her.

We got up to pay our check at the hostess stand. There was nothing I could do about the bulge in my pants and I felt my cock twitch as the young girls eyes dropped to my crotch.

"Was everything okay?" she stammered, getting me my change. I nodded and put the bills in my wallet.

"And now for desert..." Cynthia laughed. The girl blushed again as we turned for the door.

I drove like a maniac back to my house. Cynthia sat with one foot drawn up to her crotch on the ride home, showing me her gartered thighs and naked pussy. She didn't touch my cock, for which I was thankful. I'd never been so close to coming in all my life.

When the garage door slid closed, we almost ran into the house. I pawed her like an animal, pulling her shirt off and tonguing her breasts as she worked my pants down. In a matter of moments, we were standing in the living room, naked except for Cynthia's lingerie.




Cynthia Ch. 3



She looked so fucking erotic, in her black garter belt and stockings. She'd kept her high heeled boots on, making her firm ass stand out proudly. I almost could have come just looking at her. My cock bobbed and weaved as it stood throbbing, pointing at her. She dropped her eyes to it and began to lick her lips.

"I think you're ready..." she whispered, stepping forward and taking my cock in her hand. She kissed me lightly, running her tongue over my lips, then slowly sinking to her knees in front of me.

She looked up at me with a look of sluttish innocence. Her breathing was coming in ragged gasps as her tongue continued to make lazy circles around her lips. Her hands moved up to caress her tits as she looked up at me.

"You know what I want, don't you, Jack.... I want to feel that big cock inside me... I want you to fuck me hard..." She leaned forward, rolling her hot tongue over my cockhead, then grinning sexily, she leaned back, dropping one hand to her pussy...spreading her lips wide as her other hand fondled her own breast. "I want you to throw me onto this carpet and fuck me hard, Jack...fuck me like you're raping me... I want to feel you heavy balls slamming into my ass...do you think you can handle that...Jack...?"

I groaned and stepped forward, pushing Cynthia onto her back Her teasing had driven me past the point of reason and now I was going to do just what she was asking for. There was going to be nothing gentle about this fuck... She'd teased me to where I was past the point of rational thought. I took her hands into mine and slammed them onto the carpet behind her head, forcing her to lean back until her knees were hurting. Because of her position, her thighs spread wide as her feet caught under her ass, making her grimace. I thought about raising her up and giving her thighs some relief, but quickly changed my mind as I watched her pussy lips spread open in front of me.

"Is this what you want, slut?" I growled through my teeth. Cynthia's eyes were wide as she sensed my desperate need. She stared back at me defiantly, fighting to free her hands as I leaned over her. Her chest was heaving as I pressed my cockhead against her upthrust pussy lips. I slammed her hands against the carpet again, letting her know that I meant business.

"Stop fighting, you cockteasing slut..." I whispered into her ear. "I'm gonna fuck you... I'm gonna fuck you until you scream..." I pushed her back even further, making her cry out as her legs were bent backwards and her trimmed pussy rode further into the air in front of me. I looked down at it, seeing her hot juices leaking from her slit, then I pushed my hips forward....sliding the head of my cock between her lips. Cynthia moaned as her hips began to involuntarily move against me. I squeezed her hands tighter, making her wince as I pushed my cock deeper inside her hot pussy. I raised up, staring into her eyes as I thrust the whole length of my cock inside her. Her eyes were burning, but she was still fighting to escape my firm grasp and I held on tightly.

"You feel that? You...cockteaser...slut..." With each word I slammed the full length of my cock into her, making her groan with pleasure. I looked into her frightened eyes and grinned. "This is the cock you teased all day, slut..." I growled, "You feel my balls? You got them good and full, you cockteaser... I'm gonna fuck...you...hard..." Again, I accentuated every word by slamming my cock into her wide-stretched pussy.

"Then... then, I'm going to empty these full, cockteased balls all over your teasing face... Is that what you want, slut?" I shut up then, concentrating on keeping the cum inside my balls as I slammed my cock in and out of Cynthia's wet pussy. It was a bit of a stretch, doing the 'master' thing with her, but she was eating up every word, quivering as I fucked her hard. She raised up her hips to meet each of my hard thrusts, releasing a "uhhngghh" groan each time my balls slapped against her ass. I looked down to see her staring back at me with hot fire in her eyes as I continued to thrust deep inside her.

"Is that the hardest you fuck, Jack?" she spat at me, raising her hips higher. "Is that as hard as you can fuck me? I said HARD, you fuck! "

I growled again, my eyes blazing back into hers. I raised her hips up, letting her legs spring free, then grasped them both and put them over my shoulders as I moved closer to her. A huge grin split her face as I began to slam my hips against hers with enough force to give her rug burns on her shoulders.

"Oh...yeah...oh fuck! Yesss...fuck me, Jack...fuck my cunt! Yeaaaasss...." Cynthia's eyes rolled back in her head as I pummeled my cock into her. I grinned to myself as I felt her pussy contacting against my cock over and over... her hot, thick cum coating my cock until a loud, wet slapping noise filled the room.

"Oh...fuck yess...I'm coming Jack! Fuck! Coming...hard fucking thick cock...uhhngghh....uhhngghh... of fuck..."

Cynthia was nearly delirious as I continued to fuck her with every bit of energy I could muster. I grinned down at her at I felt her come on my cock and watched her firm tits bouncing back and forth in answer to my thrusts. Her lust-filled eyes locked on mine and she squeezed my cock with her pussy, never unable to give up her teasing. She grinned back as she tried to milk my cock into coming, but I was determined to hold back.

I thrust my cock deep inside of her and leaned over, pushing my grinning face up to hers. "Not this time, cockteaser..." I snarled at her as I continued to fuck her hard. "This time I'm gonna come on my terms..." Cynthia's eyes grew wide and gleamed with excitement.

"What do you want, Jack..." she panted, working her hips against my cock. "You want to fuck my tits? You want to come on my tits, Jack...? Whatever you want, Jack... God, you're a great fuck...you want me to suck you off, Jack? Do you want to come in my mouth...my throat?" She looked up at me with an almost maniacal look in her eyes, pulling her legs from my shoulders and raising herself up on her hands as she sat up and grinned at me.

"Whatever you want, Jack...." She sat up, working her hips against my cock as she hugged me to her and began to lick my face. "I'm your slut tonight...whatever you want... I know you're ready to come...and I've been a bad cockteasing slut all day... Your balls are really full, aren't they, Jack....I'll do whatever you want now, though... I'll let you jerk off in my face... in my mouth...let you fuck my tits..."

I looked down at her, an involuntary groan escaping from my lips, and she grinned back, continuing to fuck her hips up at me. I couldn't hold back any longer and I stopped sliding my cock into her, holding it deep and concentrating with all my might. I slowly slid my cock out of Cynthia's sloppy wet pussy, desperately trying not to trigger the inevitable, and I sighed as my cock sprang free, dripping and bobbing over her pussy. Cynthia looked down at it and grinned...

"God, Jack...it's huge..." she hissed, licking her lips sensuously, "C'mere...let me see it..."

I tried to smile as I straddled her writhing body, the mere movement of my bobbing cock nearly making me come. I'd never felt to ready and full in my life as I stopped with my hard-on poised over Cynthia's tits. I looked down at her and she grinned back, cupping her tits in anticipation.

"Come for me now, Jack..." Cynthia panted, her voice once again smoky and hot, "Let me jerk you off with my tits...please..." I grunted and lowered my cock to her chest, sliding it between her perfect mounds. Cynthia sighed and pushed her tits together, making me moan as the soft flesh enveloped me. I held my hips still as she began to knead the flesh of her tits against my cock, creating the most wonderful sensation I could imagine as she grinned up at me.

"Do you like my tits on your cock, Jack?" she teased, "I'm gonna make you come with my tits...make you shoot your hot, thick cum all over me...is that what you want? Or do you want to come in my mouth...watch me swallow all of your cum...Mmmm...I'll bet you have enough cum in your balls to do both, don't you Jack...?"

Her teasing stopped when I began to slide my cock in and out of her firm tits. Sweat was pouring off my face and dripping onto her chest, adding to the slickness. I knew that she wanted to watch me shoot off and I, also, had a desire to watch her bathe in my cum... but I also wanted to watch her try to swallow the huge load she'd tortured me into creating. I grinned down at her and lifted my hips, leaning forward and rubbing my cockhead over her face. Cynthia's tongue shot out immediately as her mouth opened wide, licking my cockhead each time it passed over her lips...

I groaned and aimed my cock at her open mouth and pushed deep inside. Immediately her lips closed around me and she began to bob her head back and forth. I tilted my head back and almost screamed. I grasped her head between my hands and began to fuck her mouth. If Cynthia wanted a rough fucking, I wasn't going to argue with her and she moaned her response to my forcefulness. Her tongue danced madly, coaxing the cum from my balls.

"Suck it, you little tease..." I murmured gutturally. "My balls are so full, I'm going to drown you with cum... Suck my cock, cockteaser..."

Cynthia whimpered and mewled like a kitten as she held her head steady, letting me fuck her mouth hard. I felt every frustrating moment of the last four hours focus it's energy to my shaft, making it expand inside her mouth.

And suddenly, I could hold back no longer. My cock expanded, stretching her lips until they were white, and I pulled back out of her throat, fucking her mouth with my cockhead on her tongue.

I screamed out loud as the cum raced up my shaft and shot mightily into her sucking mouth. Cynthia groaned and opened her lips as her mouth was suddenly full of semen. Four solid hours of teasing had filled my balls with the largest load of cum I'd ever shot and she made a valiant attempt to swallow it.

She coughed once as my semen overflowed her mouth, dripping thickly over her chin, then she closed her lips around me and tried to swallow more. Her cheeks were ballooned out with the sheer amount of my flow, and despite the fact that she was swallowing as fast as she could, the dam of her lips gave way, allowing my semen to pour over her chin and onto her tits.

She pulled her mouth from me, laughing and gasping for air, but she continued to stroke me, staring at my spraying cock as she jerked me off. I blasted two more thick loads onto her face, groaning as it skidded over her cheek and into her eye. But Cynthia didn't even blink! She was grinning wildly looking up at me with her mouth open wide. I could plainly see the pools of thick cum that coated her tongue and the inside of her cheeks. I grunted and fired one last heavy shot, laughing as it splashed wetly over her other cheek. 

Cynthia was a vision of absolute loveliness, her beautiful face covered with come as more of it dripped from her mouth. She moaned and leaned forward, taking my cock into the deepest recesses of her mouth, sucking me into her throat as she washed me with her tongue. I grasped her hair, fucking her mouth roughly again, feeling my balls slap against her chin. She moaned and whimpered, acting as if she was protesting, but her hands gripped my asscheeks, pulling my deeper into her mouth and throat...

Finally though, I felt all the energy sap from my body as if someone had pulled a plug and drained it into Cynthia's mouth, along with my cum. I sank to my knees and rolled onto my back, my spent cock slapping against my belly. Cynthia followed me. When I opened my eyes I saw her cum covered face looming over mine, a huge grin splitting her beautiful face.

"How come, every time we fuck, I end up my face covered with your cum...?" she teased, rubbing my semen into her grinning face. "You must like me this way, huh?" I grinned up at her and nodded my head.

"Well, lover...you do look very hot right now..." I said, meaning every word, "And I've got a feeling that you like it as much as I do. Don't you?" Cynthia grinned and nodded her reply as she covered a finger with cum and slid it erotically into her mouth.

"Almost as much as swallowing it..." she teased, sliding her finger over her lips and poking her tongue out. I sighed as I saw the cum still coating her tongue, and pulled her down to me, kissing her wetly as we shared my cum. I could feel her heart beating wildly as I cupped her breast with my hand. Our kiss ended and she sat back, laughing as she looked at me.

"Now THAT'S what I call coming!" she smiled. "God, you almost drowned me!" She closed her eyes and began to massage my semen into her skin, then looked down at me with a look of love in her eyes. She stood up and walked over to the stereo, picking out some slow, sexy jazz. I grinned as I watched her move. She was so absolutely erotic in her outfit that, amazingly, I felt a new stirring in my balls. Not in my cock, since I figured it would be about a week before that thing would be in working order again... but the tingling in my balls felt warm and wonderful.

This girl was going to kill me, I thought as I watched her sensuous dance. I'd never come so much or so often in my life. I felt as if I was seventeen again with my first girlfriend who liked to play. Her hands played over her breasts, squeezing them as she spread my cum around, and she turned her face from side to side, showing off the wet sheen of semen that covered it. "You can come on my face whenever you want, Jack..." she said, watching my eyes follow her every movement. She was still wearing her heels and her stocking covered legs rippled as her muscles moved.

Cynthia turned to me with a smile. She saw the look in my eyes and stood over me, her hands on her hips as my eyes danced over her.

"That was wonderful Jack..." she whispered. "I love the taste of your cum..." Her tongue began to lick her lips as her hands returned to her tits, squeezing them roughly as she stood over me. I couldn't help it. I felt the blood rushing into my flaccid cock once again. She smiled as she looked down at my almost growing shaft.

"So how about a dip in the pool, studly?" she grinned. "I feel a little...uh...sticky..."

I sighed exhaustedly and stood up. I kissed her passionately, our hands running over each other's backs, then we picked up our clothes and her suitcase and dropped them in the bedroom. I couldn't wait to see what she'd brought with her.

I slipped a bathing suit on and told her I'd meet her by the pool as she opened her suitcase. On the way to the back yard, I stopped in the kitchen to make us a pitcher of gin and tonics, filling it to the top with ice. I knew we needed food to maintain this energy level, but alcohol was a quick substitute for now.

I made my way to poolside and collapsed into a comfortable chaise lounge. I closed my eyes as the rays of the sun warmed me, and I began to fantasize about what the rest of the day...and the night was going to bring.

Whatever it was, I was ready. I found myself falling head over heels for this odd mixture of studious professor and ravenous slut. I smiled as I felt my cock begin to slowly harden again...

Copyright 2000 by Mark Singer and SingerTales, Inc.



Cynthia Ch. 4



A brief recap...

The early afternoon sun was warming me, basking and basting my body as I lay by the pool, waiting for Cynthia. My cock was semi-hard within my suit, despite the fact that it had very recently been expertly abused by the very girl I was waiting for.

Even though I'd just met Cynthia at a party the night before, for some strange and wonderful reason we clicked in every sense of the word. But especially sexually...

Cynthia was a new Professor of English at the university that I taught at, but this weekend she was proving herself to be the very opposite of the stereotypical professor. At thirty-four (she'd confessed), she was an absolute knockout. Long thick, luxurious hair that cascaded over her shoulders, dark eyes that radiated sex, and a pair of the longest legs I'd ever seen. Her firm, upturned breasts accented a tight, lovely body that was made for the kinds of sex we were both discovering suited us both to a "T".

Cynthia was showing me her "other" side. The side that she never allowed to show while in school. The side that was pure, sex loving slut! I found myself falling madly for this combination of brains and body. Of studious professor and wanton slut. I felt myself getting hard again as I lay in the sun, waiting for her to come down from upstairs and join me at the pool....

The sound of the sliding glass door made me open my eyes. I turned my head towards the sound and stifled a low moan. The suit Cynthia was wearing was straight out of a fantasy. She walked towards me slowly, bearing a tray holding the pitcher of ice cold gin and tonics I'd made, a bucket of ice, and two glasses.

As I watched, she approached my chair and bent to set the tray on the table beside me. My cock was growing more steadily now, and she glanced at it approvingly, standing in front of me with her hands on her hips. She grinned as my eyes danced over her.


The suit she wore was white. The top did very little to hide her wonderful breasts, especially since she'd neglected to tie the strings in the back. It hung loosely around her neck,. little more than two tiny triangles covering her hard nipples. The tops and sides of her tits were completely exposed. And the bottom of her bikini was a single triangle of cloth that barely covered her pubic mound.

"Nice suit..." I sighed, my cock beginning to throb all over again.

"You too..." she grinned, her eyes cast downwards. I knew my hard on was plainly visible, pushing out against the loose blue spandex of my suit. I grinned and winked at her. "I didn't want to tie the top...because my tits are still covered with your cum..." She leaned over and turned from side to side, showing me her shining breasts. "But I wasn't sure how exposed you were out here..." She stood up and looked around, seeming pleased at the seven foot high hedge that surround the pool area.

"So...is the water warm...?" Cynthia asked. She turned towards the pool, and for the first time I saw the back of her suit. Or, I should say, the lack of her suit. The string that held her suit together was a thin white strand that traveled between her cheeks, exposing her entire backside. I found myself sighing again.

"You don't wear that on the beach, do you...?" I asked with a catch in my voice. Cynthia turned to me with a huge grin.

"Only if I'm there with a special person..." she laughed. I watched with heated lust as her hands moved up to caress her breasts, pushing them together. "Swim with me..." she asked / commanded, then dove into the water as I moved to get up from my chair.

She surfaced just as I reached the edge of the pool. As I looked down at her I felt my heart begin to beat harder. After getting wet, her suit became almost transparent. Her nipples were plainly visible through the thin cloth as she stood up in waist high water. Her hands moved over her breasts, lifting the top up as she splashed water over them. "I almost hate to wash your cum off my tits..." she teased, smiling up at me. "But I'm guessing you'll give me some more later..." She grinned and tied the suit behind her, thrusting her tits at me as her nipples stood out behind the white cotton. Her eyes danced over the bulge in my suit, then she pushed away on her back, showing off the small triangle of her neatly trimmed bush through her suit.

I groaned and turned away. I needed another sip of courage before I joined this wench in the water. I picked up my cocktail and downed nearly half of it before turning to return to the pool. Not recommended by most lifeguards, but definitely necessary at this point...

As I turned, I could see some movement out of the corner of my eye, over by the hedge that separated my yard from that of Jim, my neighbor. I hesitated, pretending to get another drink, then looked again, secretively.

This time, there was no mistake. Sure enough, Jim was standing by the utility shed in the back corner of his yard, peering through the bushes as Cynthia swam an erotic backstroke in the pool. He'd seen her, and met her, this morning as we left for breakfast, and was obviously struck by her. Shit...who wouldn't be?! I grinned and turned to Cynthia.

I wasn't upset that he was watching. In fact, I'd spent a bit of time peeping myself, watching his beautiful wife swim and sunbathe in their own backyard. From the guest room upstairs, I had a clear view of their yard, and on more than one occasion, I'd watched Anne sunbathe in the nude, sighing to myself as I watched her run her hands over her naked body, as if lost in some sun drenched fantasy.

And one time, I'd even watched Anne give Jim a sloppy, wet blowjob as she stood in their poll and his feet dangled over the edge. I often wondered if they knew I watched them, but, at least to this point, we'd never mentioned anything to each other, although we often shared barbecues and evening cocktails.

So I had no reason to be upset at Jim's voyeurism. I grinned and set my drink down as I saw Cynthia climb out of the pool. She was a vision of beauty as she let the water drip from her body. She grinned as she brought her hands up to her hair, wringing it out behind her and arching her back. Her firm tits pushed out against the thin fabric of her suit.

I walked over to her and cupped her breasts with both my hands. She moaned lightly as I fondled her, keeping her hands behind her head.

"Don't look now..." I whispered to her, "but we have an audience..." I grinned as her eyes widened, then again as a smile came over her face. She leaned close, pushing her hips against mine and leaning her head into my chest.

"Where...?" she asked, a note of excitement in her voice. I laughed as I saw the fire kindling itself in her eyes.

"Remember Jim? My neighbor you met this morning...?"

Cynthia nodded, her eyes focused on mine. "Yeah...he was kinda cute..." I smiled.

"You must have gotten him excited this morning...with your little glimpse of tit. He's by the hedges, just behind me....don't look!" I turned her head as I saw her eyes move in that direction. I leaned down and kissed her as I turned her away. I felt her smile against my lips and, after a moment, she stopped fighting my hands. "Does it turn you on?" I asked, running my hands over her ass.

I felt Cynthia's tongue push past my lips and her hips once again pushed against mine. I kissed her passionately, then broke away, looking into her fiery eyes. I smiled as I felt her fingers push past the elastic band of my suit. She looked at me with a sly expression.

"Yeah...I guess it does turn me on..." she whispered, her hand snaking down the front of my suit. The tips of her fingers grazed my cockhead and made me growl low in my throat. "Kind of like sucking your cock in your car...you promised me we'd do that today..." She grinned and squeezed my cockhead between her thumb and three fingers and looked into my eyes with a devilish stare. 

"So, let's moon him..." She giggled. Before I could react, Cynthia used both hands to pull my suit down around my knees. Her hand and her tongue had left me in a state of semi-hardness, and my cock bobbed up and down in the hot sun.

Cynthia giggled, wrapping her hand around my cock, then just as quickly, released me and turned to dive into the pool. Rather than stand there with my suit around my knees, I laughed and quickly pulled it up, diving in after her.

I surfaced to see her at the far end of the pool. She laughed and splashed me as I began to swim towards her. I breast-stroked, my eyes just above the surface, pretending to be attacking, and she squealed with delight. When her splashing blocked my vision, I dove...swimming underwater until I grabbed her by the legs, pulling her under with a loud roar of bubbles.

Cynthia continued to squeal and giggle as we wrestled in the clear water, and her hands fought to pull my suit off me. For my part, I pretended to fight her but eventually "let" her pull my trunks off, swimming away from me and waving them in the air like a victory flag.

I laughed and followed her, once again swimming with just my eyes above the surface. Cynthia made like she was trying to get away, but eventually allowed me to catch her. I growled low in my throat and dove under the surface, coming up right behind her.

Before she could fight me off, I'd pulled the two bows that held her top together. I pushed away, holding the top of her bikini high in the air as I swam away to the deep end and turned...

Cynthia was still in the shallow end, wearing an angry expression. I grinned, knowing she was faking it for our "audience". As I watched, she stood up in the shallow water, looking like an angel as the water dripped from her erect nipples. She stood there, legs spread wide, and her hands on her hips. I felt my cock growing in the warm water.

From his position in the hedges, Jim had a clear view of Cynthia's lithe form as she stood only five feet away from him. Cynthia knew he was there, also, and posed as best she could for him. Her naked tits heaved from the recent exertion. She must have appeared to be totally naked from Jim's perspective....a little to the right and five feet behind.

I treaded water at the deep end, a huge smile on my face as I watched her strut her stuff. I knew from her statements previously in the day, that she was enjoying her newfound exhibitionist side. And as she looked at me, a big grin split her face. Her hands moved over her breasts, cupping them and pushing them towards me.

I decided to allow her to exhibit her wares. I began to swim slowly towards her, ending up with her in the shallow end. I allowed myself a quick peek at where Jim had been standing. Sure enough, he was still in position. In fact I saw the glint of sunlight against glass, realizing that he was holding binoculars to his eyes. 

And another thing made my heart lurch. My quick look showed me that he'd been joined in his voyeuristic activity. Anne, his wife that I had often admired, was beside him in the bushes! I grinned and turned to Cynthia as I stood up in the pool. I reached for her as I moved close, pulling her to me and kissing her passionately.

Cynthia moaned low in her throat and pressed herself against me, sucking on my probing tongue with her talented mouth. I felt her hand slide between us and cradle my balls before sliding up to encircle my rising cock.

To be honest, I was a little nervous about "performing" in front of my neighbors. It was a first for me. But knowing that Cynthia was enjoying it so much diluted my nervousness. My cock hardened in her hand as I reached for the last string on her bikini...the one that held her bottom on. I looked into her eyes and pulled the bow. When it came undone I slowly pulled the material through her legs drawing it through her ass crack like butt-floss. Cynthia sighed noisily, obviously performing for our friends.

I tossed the thin fabric away as Cynthia used her hand to tug and pull on my cock, moving it in wide circles against her belly. I shook my head as she turned us slightly, then raised herself up onto her toes. I let her lead, knowing she was getting off on being watched. I groaned as she raised one foot like a Flamingo, spreading her legs and sliding my hard cock between them.

We both breathed deep as her warm pussy lips enveloped me, and I pushed forward, feeling my cock slide smoothly into her wet pussy. Cynthia groaned and lowered her leg as I began to slide my cock deeper into her.

I felt an odd sensation of excitement run through me, knowing that we were being watched from not five feet away, as I began to slowly fuck my professor. As I leaned over to kiss her again, I saw her staring back at me with a lusty grin on her face.

"Fuck me, Jack..." she moaned erotically, working her hips against my cock. I smiled and bent my knees, pushing my cock as deep as it would go into her. She threw her head back theatrically and sighed as I began to saw in and out of her. I craned my neck out, laving her tits with my tongue, pausing every now and then to suck one of her hard, extended nipples into my mouth. Her tits bobbed under my face as I fucked her harder, driving my cock to the hilt on each up thrust.

Cynthia's body began to tremble in my arms as a new orgasm coursed through her. I held her tight as I sensed her knees getting weak, holding her up as I continued to fuck her. Her groans began to echo off the tile in the pool area as her orgasm grew and her whole body began to shake. I knew she wasn't faking this. Her eyes almost rolled back into her head, and I could feel her pussy walls contracting against my thrusting cock. I grinned and began to carry her to the edge of the pool.

Cynthia's eyes opened as I moved to lay her down on a pool mat. I was afraid of dropping her, and withdrew my cock from her as I set her down. My hard, dripping cock sprang up from it's velvety confinement, bobbing in front of me like a purple headed snake, and I grinned to myself when I heard a low feminine groan escape from the hedges. I grinned again as I heard Jim's muffled response to his wife's slip. I couldn't make out any words, but assumed he was telling her to be quiet. After all, we were only two or three feet away from them now, lying in front of them beside the pool.

I was getting extremely excited. Both from the sight of Cynthia's naked body laid out before me, and from the knowledge that my neighbor's wife was obviously admiring my hard cock. I was beginning to enjoy this exhibitionism thing more and more!

I stood over Cynthia's naked body, stroking my cock as she smiled up at me. Her hands were cupping her breasts once again fondling them, playing with them. The sight was totally erotic. In my mind I enjoyed the fact that I was entertaining two women with my cock, and I slowly stroked it up and down, turning slightly to allow Anne a clear view of the whole length. From her hiding place in the bushes, I heard another low groan from Anne and this time Cynthia heard it too. She looked up at me with a huge grin. Her hand reached up to join mine around my cock and she drew me closer until my feet were straddling her torso.

"Kneel down..." she panted, loud enough for our spies to hear. "I want to watch you do that..."

I grinned and obliged, placing a knee on either side of Cynthia's chest as I continued to stroke my pole.

"I love to watch you jerk off...." Cynthia continued. "I loved it when you came all over my face and tits last night...." She smiled as, this time, two low groans escaped from the bushes, spurring her on.

"You're close, aren't you, Jack...? You're almost ready to come again...god, I've never seen a man come so much...Let me jerk you off on my tits...I want to watch it again...I want to see your thick cum shoot out of your cock....Let me...please...come for me...." I took my hand away, letting my cock bob over Cytnhia's chest before she reached out and curled her fingers around it, staring up at me as she began to stroke it.

Her words were driving me crazy. I could feel the cum boiling once again inside my balls, begging for release. Cynthia could sense it and continued her lusty litany, for my benefit, and also for our spying neighbors. She kept one hand on her tits, kneading them and squeezing them together. Her eyes lit up when she saw my eyes drop....

"Do you want to fuck my tits, Jack....you haven't done that yet... Do you want to come between my tits...?" She grinned at my strained reaction, and brought a hand to her lips. She covered her fingers with saliva, then brought her hand back to the valley between her heaving breasts, spreading her spit around until her tits gleamed in the bright sun. Then her hand moved up to encircle my cock, drawing me closer until it rested between her mounds.

She sighed and returned her hands to her tits, squeezing them around my cock and forming a hot, wet tunnel. I groaned and pushed forward. The feeling was exquisite. I placed a hand on either side of Cynthia's head and leaned forward, fucking my hard-on in and out of her tits. I made sure not to block the view of our spying friends as the cum began to boil once more. Cynthia groaned like a porno actress as I slid up and down her chest.

"Oh, yeah..." she moaned, "Come for me, Jack...come on my tits...cover my fucking tits...do it...!"

I couldn't take any more. I lost all control, fucking like a rabbit into Cynthia's tits. When she looked up at me and smiled, I went over the edge...

I pushed my cock through her tit tunnel until it was almost against her chin. "Now..." she sighed.

A huge charge of semen erupted from my cockhead and splashed wetly against Cynthia's neck. It dripped thickly over both sides of her neck as I pulled back and began to fuck her tits. Again and again, I sprayed against her body. I groaned as the valley between her breasts and the hollow of her neck filled with thick, hot semen and I pushed my cock through it as I continued to shoot.

Cynthia was groaning and thrashing underneath me, using both hands to spread my thick cum around and all over her tits, and using her fingers to coax more cum from my balls. As I lifted my body up, she reached over and grasped me with one hand. With the other, she cupped my ass, coaxing me upwards towards her open, panting mouth.

I grinned and leaned forward, sighing as I felt her tongue wash over my cockhead, then groaning as I passed her lips, into the hot cavern of her mouth. She began to suck as I pushed on, coaxing the last of my semen from my balls. I grunted and spat a final volley of cum over her tongue.

She moaned her thanks as she swallowed my cum, then pulled against my ass once again, urging me deeper. I grinned and pushed forward, feeling my cock push against her tonsils then slide smoothly into her throat. I didn't stop until her nose was buried in my pubic hair. Then I withdrew, beginning to fuck her mouth slowly. On each thrust, I buried my cock inside her throat, then withdrew until only my cockhead lay on her lips. I continued to fuck Cynthia's mouth this way until I felt my hard-on beginning to slip away. One reason was that it felt indescribably wonderful, and two, I wanted to show our neighbors what a talented cocksucker my Cynthia really was.

I didn't dare another look in their direction, afraid of giving away our knowledge of their presence. Instead, I withdrew my semi-hard cock from Cynthia's throat, sliding slowly over her tongue and lips until it dangled in front of her face. I grinned excitedly at her and she returned the expression.

"That was wonderful, Jack..." she whispered. This time her words were for me alone and I smiled.

Suddenly, she began to giggle and laugh, and her glee infected me. I collapsed on top of her, hugging her close as we chuckled. Finally, Cynthia pushed me away and stood up. She turned to face me, her body glistening wetly. She grinned and began to massage my cum into her tits and belly as she backed towards the pool. She winked and turned, then did a flawless shallow dive into the pool, not surfacing until she'd reached the other end. I dove after her, hitting the water just as her head broke the surface.




Cynthia Ch. 4



I knifed through the water, gliding up next to her and pulling her into my arms.

"I'll bet he's fucking her brains out right now..." Cynthia whispered to me with a grin.

"Want to find out?" I replied. Her eyes widened and she slowly nodded. "Follow me..." I whispered, pulling myself out of the pool. I reached down to help Cynthia out. I tossed her a towel as I dried myself off, then took her hand, turning to the house.

We scrambled through the kitchen and up the stairs, stifling our giggles like school kids spying on their teacher. I opened the door to the guest room quietly, although there was no way we could be heard, and we tiptoed into the room.

I brought Cynthia over to the window that over looked Jim and Anne's back yard and slowly parted the blinds. The sight that greeted us made us turn to each other and grin.

Jim and Anne were both as naked as Cynthia and I. Jim was lying on his back, and Anne was straddling his head, facing his cock that stood in the air like a telephone pole. One of her hands was caressing her small, firm breasts, and the other was wrapped around his hard-on.

"God, he's huge...!" Cynthia sighed, her eyes focused on Jim's massive boner. I had to admit that the man WAS big. In fact I'd been amazed the first time I saw Anne going down on him. He was ten inches long if he was an inch, and big enough around to prevent Anne's fingers from touching as she stroked him up and down.

"Not that you're not..." she smiled, her hand snaking out to tease my exhausted prick.

"It's okay...." I sighed pitifully, making her giggle. "Some of us have to make do with what the good Lord gave us..."

"And you make do fine, studly..." Cynthia laughed, turning back to the window.

We watched as Anne ground her pussy down against Jim's tongue. Occasionally, she rise up, and we could see Jim lapping and slurping her pussy as she moved against his face. The look on her face was pure ecstasy.

That look changed to a lustfully distorted grimace though as she lifted off Jim's face. We watched his tongue flick back and forth, teasing her clit, then swiping along the length of her cunt. As he licked, his tongue and face took on a glisteningly wet glow as Anne began to cover him with her juice.

I'd never seen a woman pour out cum like this. Jims face was soaked with her juices as he continued to lick and suck. Small rivers of cum flowed over his cheeks as Anne threw her head back in climactic rapture.

"Looks yummy, doesn't it..." Cynthia sighed dreamily. I looked at her curiously, wondering just how much we hadn't yet explored together.

"Might be fun to share that sometime..." I hinted, feeling another twitch in my balls. Cynthia turned to me with an evil smile.

"I'd like that..." she whispered, cocking her eyebrows like Groucho. I grinned and shook my head. This lady was continually amazing me! I followed her gaze back to the window.

Anne was leaning over Jim's massive boner, using one hand to steady herself as she held Jim's cock upright with the other. As we watched, she slowly dismounted from Jim's face, kneeling beside him and bringing both hands to his cock. The sunlight on his face showed that he was drenched with her cum. He dropped his head back to the ground and closed his eyes as Anne began to stroke him faster.

She was still using two hands to pump him, but now, she dipped her head, and we watched as her tongue flicked out to wet his cockhead. When her long hair flipped over her head, she'd flip her head, tossing her hair back and grinning. When Jim's cock was thoroughly wet, she leaned back again and continued her stroking. Then she did something that surprised Cynthia and I at the same time...

Still jerking her husband off, Anne slowly turned her head... first to the side, then steadily looking upwards...until she was looking directly into the window we were standing in front of!! I jumped and almost stepped back, then smiled. So she knew...!

I turned to Cynthia to see her smiling back at me. "Looks as if you have more in common with your neighbors than you realized!" she laughed. 

"Well, whadya know..." I laughed, turning back to the window. Anne had leaned forward again, and was taking Jim's huge cockhead between her lips. She bobbed her head up and down slowly and we watched in amazement as more and more of his thick pole disappeared into Anne's mouth.

She'd taken more than half of his cock into her mouth when she pulled off. Her hands continued to stroke his now slippery shaft as she turned her gaze back to us. Leaning forward, she drew Jim's cock between her breasts and grinned up at us as she jerked him off.

Anne continued to stare up at us as Jim's hips began to buck and her face lit up as a huge column of semen sprayed from his cockhead. It splashed against her chest as she continued her stroking.

I looked down at Cynthia as I heard her breathing increase. She was staring open mouthed, her tongue making lazy circles around her lips. I grinned.

"And I'll bet you'd like to share that too, huh?" I teased. She didn't move her eyes from Jim's spurting cock.

"There's so much of it...." she sighed. "He comes as much as you do..." Her hand snaked out again, gripping my semi-hard shaft. "Look...."

I turned back to my neighbors in time to see Anne dip her head down and take Jim's cock into her mouth. His hips continued to buck as she sucked him inside. We were too far away to tell if she was swallowing, but I was sure Jim was continuing to pour his cum into her mouth.

As if she could read my mind, Anne pulled her mouth away until it hovered an inch above Jim's cock. Cynthia groaned as we watched another thick spray of semen erupt from Jim's cock and splash against Anne's lips.

Once again, she turned her face up to us, as Jim's thick cum dripped off her chin to join the thick blanket on her chest.. Still grinning up at us, she used one hand to continue stroking her husband, and the other to scoop thick handfuls of semen from her chest. She smiled and brought her hand to her lips, her tongue poking out to lick the thick juice from her fingers.

My cock was like an iron pipe in Cynthia's hand. She wasn't stroking it, rather she was clutching it like a railing to hold herself up as she stared out the window.

"Jeez...", she intoned, turning to me. Her eyes were lustful, and her hand began to move on my prick. I felt as hot as her but, to be perfectly honest, my cock was SORE. Too much too quick was tiring this poor guy out. And the quick alcohol buzz was fading fast. I desperately needed to lie down and rest. I expressed this to Cynthia, and she smiled at me.

"Good idea..." she grinned. "You're going to need your energy....trust me!" She smiled and kissed me before dropping to her knees. She rubbed her tits against my cock as she lowered herself, then looked up at me and opened her mouth, extending her tongue. I groaned from pain and pleasure as she took my cock into the back of her mouth. My balls were aching from watching Anne suck off her husband, but I literally couldn't take any more. I was almost thankful when Cynthia released her oral grip on me and stood up.

"Just needed a little more..." she teased, hooking her arm through mine.

I laughed wearily, and together we walked down the hall and collapsed on my bed. To my surprise, I caught her yawning, making me join her. I chuckled as she cuddled close. I put my arm around her and hugged her tight, cupping one breast in my hand. 

I began to drift off with the comforting feel of Cynthia's hand gently caressing my semi-hard cock, lightly massaging it with just the tips of her fingers. Her movements slowed and her breathing got deeper. Soon we were both locked in the embrace of a deep sleep.

It was only three o'clock in the afternoon, but I was certain we'd be up pretty late tonight, and I wasn't planning on missing a moment! 

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Copyright 2001 by Mark Singer and SingerTales, Inc.



Cynthia Ch. 5



The first thing I noticed, when I awoke was a gorgeous, red and orange sunset streaming in from the terrace doors. The second thing was the sound of the shower. Cynthia had gotten up before me and obviously was rinsing off. A blurred look at my watch told me it was past seven and my stomach was growling with hunger.

I lay there, letting myself wake up slowly, enjoying the sunset and listening to her musical humming coming from the bath. After a couple of minutes, I got up feeling refreshed and excited, although ravenously hungry. The memories of the happenings of the day...and the night before flooded into my brain and I grinned. I felt lucky and blessed to have a woman like Cynthia sharing my weekend, and as I walked to the bathroom, I began to wonder what the night might have in store for us. I opened the door, and was greeted with the steamy silhouette of Cynthia's naked form on the other side of the glass.

"Hey, sugar..." I said cheerfully. I grinned as I saw her clear the steam from the clear glass and peer through it. A huge smile split her face. "Hey, sleepyhead..." she replied. "Wanna join me?"

"I was hoping you'd ask...." I smiled, sliding the door open and stepping into the thick steam.

Cynthia had been naked, or near naked for the whole previous night and most of the day, but the sight of her body still took my breath away. She was smiling sexily, standing under the spray. The sight of the water cascading over her shoulders and pouring off her breasts in little waterfalls, made the blood surge towards my prick. I stepped closer, pulling her into my arms and kissing her passionately. A small sigh passed her lips as her mouth opened to accept my tongue. Her hips pushed forward against me, and she ground her body against my hardening cock.

"You know I'm falling in love with you, don't you?" I said with a grin, looking deep into her eyes. She moved her soapy belly against my hard-on and grinned back at me.

"I'd be willing to bet more on lust than love at the moment..." she laughed, running her hands over my ass. "Love comes after those deep conversations we're going to have..." I was prepared to argue the point, but the feeling of her hands on me dissuaded me.

"And why haven't we had any of those 'deep conversations' yet?" I chuckled, "'Cause I think I'm ready to profess my love..." Cynthia grinned, pulling harder on my ass and grinding her pussy against me.

"Wellll...", she replied thoughtfully, "I think it has something to do with you repeatedly sliding your big cock into my mouth..." She smiled up at me and winked. "It's kind of hard for a girl to talk about love when your cock is in her mouth... Not that I'm complaining, mind you..." She continued to stare into my eyes as she slowly moved her belly against my hard-on. I leaned lower and kissed her, feeling her lips sucking my tongue as I slid it deep inside her mouth.

"Hmmmm..." she intoned as I bent low and slipped between her legs. She squeezed her thighs tighter, trapping me there and continued to duel my tongue with her own. We stayed under the hot spray as our kiss ended. Cynthia smiled up at me as she reached for the soap. She began to wash my back, massaging my shoulders and traveling down to my ass. As she soaped me, she cupped my asscheeks, pulling me tighter against her. She smiled as I groaned.

"Oh, you like that, huh...?" she teased. "You mean you didn't get enough...?" I hugged her tight, pushing my hard-on through her legs. "I don't think I'll ever get enough of you, sweetheart." I said sincerely.

Cynthia grinned. She pulled back, sliding my cock from between her legs, but immediately covering it with her soapy hands. I groaned again and began to push in and out of her fists. She chuckled and began to soap my cock and balls gently.

"Does this mean you're not sore anymore...?" she asked hopefully. 

"I think it's a complete recovery." I laughed, taking the soap from her. I began to soap her up, first running my hands over her firm tits and belly, then turning her around to wash her back. I began at her shoulders, massaging them as she'd done to mine, then moving lower and lower until I reached her wonderful ass. I felt her begin to tremble as I worked my soapy hand between her cheeks. She moaned as I ran my hand the full length of her crack, sliding against her pussy lips and pushing my finger inside.

Cynthia pushed back against me as I continued to tease her. I set the soap in the tray and used one hand to "wash" her breasts, keeping the other between her legs. We had moved out of the direct spray so the slipperiness of the soap didn't wash away. She continued to moan softly as I slipped two, then three fingers into her slick pussy.

"Got to be thorough..." I whispered, sliding my fingers in and out of her. She looked over her shoulder and smiled at me. "I'm hoping you're going to be VERY thorough..." she panted. She winked and bent forwards, leaning her hands on the tiled bench that was built into the shower wall. She raised her ass high in the air, and pushed against my fingers.

I slid them in and out of her, loving the soft, mewling noises she was making, then curled my little finger up. It joined the other three as I pushed in again, making her groan. I was sliding most of my hand in and out of her, and Cynthia continued to moan and push back against me. I smiled at the wantonness of her actions. My cock had returned to it's rock hard status, and it bobbed up and down as we played in the shower. A grin stole over my face as I moved my thumb up to caress her asshole. I kept my fingers inside her, feeling her cunt contract against my hand, urging me on. I pressed lightly against her tight rosebud of an asshole and she sighed.

"Yesssss.....do it..." she whispered. Never one to argue with a lady, I arched my thumb and pushed against her soapy asshole. She cried out as I pushed inside, and I continued on until my thumb was buried in her ass. Cynthia dropped her head and began to tremble as I worked all my fingers into her two holes. Her slick pussy juice, mixing with the soap was causing my hand to make a wet smacking sound each time I pushed deep, and Cynthia widened her stance as she pushed back to meet me.

Once again, she looked at me over her shoulder. Her face was contorted with lust. "I'd like you to be VERY thorough..." she smiled. "Deeply thorough...." she smiled and reached back to run her fingers over my hard-on. I groaned at her touch and slowly withdrew my fingers from her. As I moved my hips closer, she wrapped her hand around me....guiding me...

The heat of her pussy was intense, and the slickness was very exciting. As soon as I felt her warmth, I pushed forward, burying my entire cock inside her with a single movement.

"Uuunnnnggggghhhh...." she groaned, pushing back to meet me. Her ass was raised high as I began to fuck her hard. For all the sex we'd shared, this was actually only the second time I'd been inside her pussy and the sensation was absolutely wonderful. I could feel her pussy muscles rippling against me as I thrust in and out. This was one very talented lady! I felt my cock expanding already as I continued to fuck her fast and hard.

"Don't come...." Cynthia's voice cut through my selfish reverie. I looked down to see her looking back at me. "I want something....else..." she whispered. For a moment, I thought she wanted to suck me again. Cynthia had shown that she really loved to suck cock, and, as I said before, I'm never one to argue with a lady. But a new sound had entered her voice.

As I pulled back slowly, Cynthia reached back and wrapped her hand around my throbbing cock. For a minute, she just held me, and I continued to fuck through her fist and into her pussy. Then she moved...

I groaned when I realized what she wanted. She pulled my cock out of her pussy and moved it up till the head was pressing lightly against her asshole. I moaned as she turned her smiling face back to me.

"Go slow...." she whispered, then dropped her head again and raised her ass high. 

I replaced her hand with my own and began to wiggle my cockhead against her tight hole. She was trying to relax, and I was amazed as I saw my head disappear into her.

"Oh, god...yesss...." she sighed. "Deeper...push it deeper..."

I smiled and leaned forward, sliding another inch or two inside her. I began to fuck her slowly with just that much and she grunted low in her throat.

"Do it..." she said, determination in her voice, "Fuck my ass, Jack....Push it in....I want to feel it all...." She pushed back against me as I slid forward, and I watched as three more inches of cock disappeared inside her. The slipperiness of the soap made the passage easier, and I groaned at the tightness of her ass as I began to fuck her. I slid in and out four or five times, letting her get used to my size, then pushed...

We both groaned loudly as I pushed my cock in to the hilt. I reached around with one hand to fondle her heaving breasts, as my other hand slipped down to her mound, teasing and toying with her clit as I kissed her neck and ears.

"You're in my ass....god!....it feels so good...your fingers feel so good...oohhh...god, I'm gonna come....Oh, god, Jack...fuck me now...I'm gonna come!!" 

I felt her whole body begin to convulse as I withdrew my cock then slid it home again, fucking the entire length of my cock in and out of her tight asshole. She was moaning continuously, her head hanging low between her shoulders and her long black hair dripping from the shower spray. Her animal-like groans sounded almost unearthly in the enclosed space, echoing off the tile and reverberating in my ears as her tight ass muscles gripped and milked my cock with the spasms of her orgasm. Each time she came, it pushed me nearer and nearer to the edge...

I began to thrust harder, slamming in and out of her as I felt my own orgasm approaching. Cynthia's screams of ecstasy echoed off the shower walls as her orgasm overwhelmed her, causing the cum in my balls to boil over. I pushed deep as I felt the cum racing up my shaft to explode and slash wetly inside her tunnel. I knew that Cynthia could feel my cock pulsing and she began to moan again.

"Oh, yeah...YEAH!" she cried out. "Come in my ass....shoot your hot cum in my ass....I can feel it! Oh, GOD!Yessss....FUCK ME! FUCK MY ASS!"

I grinned as she screamed out, continuing to fuck her hard as my balls emptied themselves into her ass. She ground it against me, urging me deeper as I continued to shoot. As my orgasm passed, she could feel the difference and began to laugh. It began as a soft chuckle, but evolved into a body shaking snorting laughter. I couldn't help but join her. Finally I had to withdraw my cock from her ass, dropping slowly to my knees, leaning back to keep the cascading water off my face as I panted to catch my breath. Cynthia slid from her perch on the bench and joined me, still laughing as she leaned against me.

"Wow!" she whispered. "that was pretty intense, fella..." She leaned forward and kissed me, sliding her tongue wetly between my lips. We were both panting heavily.

"Yeah...pretty intense comes close....God, Cynthia...that was incredible! You are something else, girl!"

She smiled and hugged me, then looked at me with mild alarm. Neither of us had noticed that the water was quite a bit cooler than it had been. The shower was running all during our play time and we were almost out of hot water!

We both screamed comically and stood up. We began to wash ourselves as fast as we could, laughing and giggling, and yelling as the spray continued to get colder. It was as cold as ice by the time we'd finished, and we turned it off quickly, laughing and running out to grab towels.

I was freezing as I toweled myself off, and I could see Cynthia was faring no better. Goosebumps covered her tanned skin and her nipples stood out like little gravity-defying lighthouses on the side of twin mountains. After she'd wrapped a towel around herself, I drew her to me, running my hands over her back, hoping the friction would help to warm her. After a few minutes of this, we'd calmed down a bit, and began to chuckle together. She looked up at me with a sexy smile.

"That was wonderful, Jack...Damn! Your cock felt so fucking big!!" I looked at her with mock shock.

"Hey! I AM big!" I said with a hurt look in my voice. Cynthia smiled and looked down as she backed up.

"Well, not right now, studly..." she teased. I looked down and laughed. I couldn't argue with her. The freezing water had caused my cock to shrink to a little nub, and my balls to withdraw into the warm safety of my body. "Yeah...well...." I pouted.

"Oh...it's okay, little guy...." Cynthia continued to tease, "I'll make it better in a minute..." She reached down to place her hand over my cock and balls and I jumped. Her hand was freezing!! I pulled away and Cynthia laughed that throaty laugh of hers, turning towards the bedroom. I followed after I'd put my robe on.

The sun had turned the bedroom quite warm. A welcome relief from our Arctic adventure. The sunset was still glowing on the horizon, and Cynthia looked like a goddess as she walked towards the terrace doors. She looked positively radiant as she was bathed in the orange glow. She walked onto the deck and leaned against the railing, then I saw her smile and wave.

I followed her out and looked down to see Jim and Anne sitting on their patio watching the sunset. They both turned and waved back and I returned the greeting.

"Quite a sunset, eh?" Jim yelled. 

"Just gorgeous..." I replied, my eyes on Anne. It was still almost eighty degrees and they were both in their bathing suits. Anne was wearing a short, pool robe but it was open at her sides.

"And not a bad afternoon, either..." Cynthia said sexily.

"It was a wonderful afternoon...." Anne replied with a smile. Jim laughed and raised his glass.

"So, join us for a cocktail, neighbor..." he said with a grin. "Looks like your dressed for it..."

I laughed and agreed to meet them in a few minutes. "Just give us few to get dressed..." I shouted over the railing..

"If you feel you have to...." Anne said with a smile. 

The warm sun, combined with the innuendo's that were flying, was making the blood rush back to my cock. I could feel it growing under my robe, and waved and turned inside before it poked it's head out to see what was going on. Cynthia waved at Jim and Anne and followed me inside. She looked down as I pulled my robe off. My cock was back to it's usual size...and then some.

"Now that's more like it..." she whispered, walking up to me and running her fingers over my shaft.

"All it takes is a little heat..." I laughed. I turned to my closet, thinking a cocktail was exactly what I needed right now. The thought of food popped into my head every once in a while, but my time with Cynthia was making this weekend feel like a non-stop party. I could see why drunks always looked so damn skinny! And if I didn't get some food soon, I was probably going to die from alcohol poisoning! I shook most of the thoughts from my head and stepped into the closet... Cynthia followed me inside, and began to poke through the things she'd hung up earlier.

"I think I could get used to this..." I said, turning to look at her. She grinned and dropped her towel, but remained silent. She continued leafing through her things, then picked out a long cream colored dress.

"How about this?" she asked. I smiled and shrugged my shoulders.

"Girl, you could wear a trash bag and still look ravishing." I replied honestly. "But with that, I'll have a hard time keeping my hands off you!"

She giggled and threw the dress onto her shoulder. "Then, I guess this is the right one..." she laughed.

I was pulling my underwear on when she stopped me. "Forget those..." she whispered sexily. "I told you before, I prefer easy access. She pulled them down to my knees, tilting her head and teasing me with her damp hair before settling back, her eyes focusing on my cock. "Just in case I need to get to this quickly..." she said softly. I flexed my muscles, making my cock dance in front of her and she laughed, raising her hand to caress me. My cock began to expand in her hand and she smiled. "I think Anne might want a closer look, too...." I was fully hard now as Cynthia began to stroke me. She leaned closer, rubbing my cockhead against her cheek, then covering my shaft with her hair. I sighed and watched a grin break out on her face as she teased me with her hair. She loved the reaction she was getting.

"Maybe we'll both blow you..." she teased. " From the look on her face, I think she might be agreeable..." I sighed and let her play with my hard-on. I knew her game now, and was beginning to enjoy it.

"She looks like she knows how to have fun..." I played along as Cynthia's hand traveled up and down my shaft. "Maybe she'll let you and I suck HER off....would you like that...?" I smiled as Cynthia began to breath harder. "Maybe I'll watch you lick her pussy as Jim slides his big cock into her...", I teased, "Sliding his cock between your lips as he fucks his wife..." Cynthia moaned low in her throat, standing up in front of me and keeping her fingers on my cock as her fiery eyes stared into mine.

"I really got off on watching them... She looked so hot with Jim's cum all over her face..." she whispered to me. "Do I look like that...do you like me with cum all over my face...?" The question was pure rhetorical, but I answered anyway. It was part of the game.

"Yeah..." I said. "I think you look wonderful with your face covered with cum...." Cynthia grinned at me, her stroking becoming more forceful. "And what about you, Cynthia..." I panted, "Do you like it when I come on your face? Do you like my cum all over your lips..." She smiled and nodded her head, her eyes blazing once again. I slid a hand down her front and between her legs. She parted her thighs and groaned as I pushed a finger between her lips I began to tease her clitoris as I continued.

"Maybe you want Jim and I to both come on your face tonight....would you like that...?" Cynthia's hips began to buck and move as a mini-orgasm overtook her. I grinned and continued to masturbate her. Her eyes closed tight, then opened again, glazed over with lust.

"Yeah...I'd like that, Jack...I want to suck you both off tonight..." she panted. "Feel both of your hard cocks in my mouth...feel you come in my mouth...on my face....cover me...Aaahhhhh....." She leaned back and I thrust my finger in and out of her as her orgasm washed over her. I fucked her hard with my fingers as she came on my hand. When her orgasm waned, she looked at me with unadulterated love.

"Oh, my...you are good..." she panted. "You know just how to talk to a girl..." She withdrew my hand from her pussy and brought my fingers up to her mouth. She smiled as she licked her juices from them, then stepped back, gazing down at my throbbing hard-on. "But hold that thought for now..." she giggled, turning back to the bedroom. I groaned and smiled after her. I shook my head and continued to dress...leaving the underwear on the floor. The loose cotton slacks I wore were tented obscenely in the front, but I figured I'd have to will that away later.

"Of course, you realize that we'll probably just have cocktails and leave..." I called out to her.

She peeked her smiling face around the corner. "Uh-huh...you're probably right, but it's fun fantasizing, isn't it?"

"It was fun for you, maybe...what about this?" I reached down and wrapped my hand around my cock through my pants and pointing the tent at her. Cynthia laughed and licked her lips.

"Trust me, darling...I'll take care of that as soon as I can...." She turned away and I laughed. I finished dressing in the closet dressing room. I wore a pair of loose black pants, and a thin, charcoal denim shirt. I started to put my boots on, but opted for sandals instead...just in case. I walked out to the bedroom and stopped dead in my tracks.




Cynthia Ch. 5



Cynthia was standing in front of the full length mirror, fixing her hair. She looked back at me through the reflection and grinned at my expression. Flipping her hair sensually, she turned and posed for me, her hands on her hips.

The dress looked wonderfully sexy. Although loose, it clung to her in all the right places, but especially around her waist and chest. Her hard nipples pushed against the thin, almost translucent fabric, making me painfully aware she decided to leave her bra at home. And if that wasn't enough, she left the top four buttons undone, exposing the top swells of her breasts.

The hem of the skirt reached past her knees, but she'd also left a lot of the bottom buttons undone. When she moved, a goodly expanse of leg and thigh greeted my eyes. Her legs were encased in matching stockings and she wore a pair of tall heels that I loved.

"I see you approve..." she said, her eyes dropping to the tent in my pants. I swallowed hard and nodded, not trusting my voice. She was gorgeous.

"You look pretty good yourself..." she whispered, walking up to me. I sighed as her perfume wafted through my nostrils. 

"We really should eat something, you know..." I mumbled, trying to be sensible. Cynthia smiled, taking a totally different meaning to my words, and brushed her fingers over my hard-on. 

"I told you...I'll do that later..." she said with a chuckle. I shook my head and grinned back at her.

"Honey...you know what I mean. We can't survive on a diet of gin and cum..." Her eyes twinkled as she thought for a moment...

"I wonder... Do you think anyone has ever tried?" Her lips wore an evil grin as she continued to play with my hard-on. "Maybe I'll use that for my doctoral thesis... 'Survival on Gin and Semen'...Hmmm...maybe I should be taking notes..." I grinned stupidly at her, still trying to believe that this was real, then I sighed in resignation and shrugged my shoulders.

"So let's get that cocktail...shall we?" She said walking out the door. I watched her ass sway as she moved. The dress molded her curves and I wondered if she had panties on. Probably not, I said to myself with a grin.

I was sure I'd be finding out soon enough...

******** The door opened almost immediately when I rang the bell. Jim swung it wide and greeted us. He whistled low as his eyes danced over Cynthia's body. She grinned teasingly at him and drifted past. He shook my hand and we both turned to watch Cynthia walk.

"Gorgeous..." he whispered, turning to me with a grin.

"Uh-huh..." I replied, shutting the door behind me. I couldn't be upset at his obvious lust for my date. Especially after the show we'd put on for them earlier in the day. He'd seen her naked and sucking my cock, but some women looked even better than naked with the right outfit. Cynthia was definitely one of those women.

Jim led us out to the patio and introduced Cynthia to Anne. She stood up and took Cynthia's hand in her own. "I've...uh...seen you..." Anne said with a wink. "It's very nice to finally meet you..." Cynthia smiled and squeezed Anne's hand. There were two long patio couches set facing each other with a large glass-topped table between, and Jim motioned us to sit.

"Gin and tonic?" he asked. Cynthia and I exchanged smiles as we all agreed with his choice and moved over to the couches. My eyes drifted between Anne and Cynthia as we sat down. Anne had changed into a knee length white skirt and matching blouse. The color accented her blond hair and the skirt accented her long legs. I swallowed hard as I watched her skirt hike high onto her thighs as she sat down. Turning my attention to Cynthia, I sighed. She'd allowed her dress to open over her knees as she crossed them, showing off as much leg as Anne. I moaned inwardly, hoping I'd be able to maintain my composure.

Jim was actually a welcome sight as he walked over with a tray of drinks and a pitcher of Gin and Tonics. I was glad he'd made a pitcher, because after we toasted our friendship, I downed almost my entire glass. Jim smiled and refilled it. "Must be party night..." he laughed toasting me again. He settled into his seat, allowing his eyes to drift over Cynthia's legs.

We exchanged small talk for an hour or so as we continued to drink. Jim had gotten up twice to refill the pitcher and I was feeling a bit of a buzz to say the least. It had been more than six hours since breakfast and, even though we'd chowed down like a couple of pigs, I knew we needed some food in us. We'd planned on staying for just a couple of cocktails, but Cynthia and I both were having such a good time that the 'cocktail hour' soon turned into two...

By now everyone was half lit. Our laughter bounced off the walls, echoing down the canyon. Jim and Anne had put out a wonderful spread of meats and cheeses, along with some fresh baked bread, and they both chuckled as Cynthia and I dove into the tray with a frenzy. The result was a greatly needed energy boost as we all sat back to let things digest.

Cynthia's hand had been resting on my thigh as we talked, and as she and Anne leaned forward to share a thought, I felt it slip higher. As she leaned back, she began to move her hand up and down, lightly rubbing my thigh and moving higher on each pass. I sighed and looked over at her as her fingers brushed against my balls. She looked back to me out of the corner of her eyes and winked, but continued to converse with Jim and Anne. I smiled and joined them, letting her play. It was full dark now and the patio was lit softly from the lawn lanterns.

I looked over at Anne and saw she was playing a similar game with Jim, although she was being a bit more obvious about it. Her hand was high on his thigh, and her fingers were resting against his cock. I felt my own cock expanding as I watched her and felt Cynthia's fingers move higher. I sighed and put my arm around her, pulling her closer. She smiled and cuddled up, at the same time moving her hand higher on my leg. I tried to hide her movements by placing my drink on my leg, but it was very obvious what she was up to.

I saw Anne drop her eyes to Cynthia's hand in my lap and smiling, she moved her hand up higher, covering Jim's prominent hard-on. I watched as she wrapped her fingers around it and began moving her hand up and down. She looked back at Cynthia and smiled again...as if challenging her. I also saw Jim look over in Cynthia's direction.

She grinned as I looked over at her and, then, looking back into Cynthia's eyes, followed her lead, running her hand over my now hard cock and beginning to stroke me slowly. In my loose pants, my hard-on was sticking out like a tree in the desert. But I felt my embarrassment dissipate as I saw Anne's eyes drop to my lap and her tongue poke out slightly. She drew her legs up onto the couch beside her and cuddled into Jim's arms.

I looked up to see him grinning at me as he wrapped his arm around his wife. I grinned back when he shrugged his shoulders, as if to say: "Hey...I don't mind if you don't...let's play their game..." 

The conversation continued as if nothing was going on, but even though we talked about movies and world situations, I don't think anyone was listening to what they were saying or to any replies. Anne was doing nothing to hide her motions now, running her hand the full length of Jim's cock, cupping his balls, then moving back to fondle and stroke him. As I watched her, I noticed her skirt had ridden even higher. If the light had been a little brighter, or from another angle, I would have had a clear view of her pussy.

I felt my cock buck a bit in Cynthia's grasp as Anne's eyes moved over to meet mine. She smiled and, still keeping up the conversation, allowed her thighs to part more. I groaned as I saw a flash of flesh, then again as I realized what had just moved into view. Sometime this afternoon, Anne had completely shaved her pussy! I stared as she spread her legs wider, making her skirt slide up to her waist and exposing her naked shaved cunt. I heard Cynthia moan lightly and looked over to see her eyes focused on Anne's pussy also. Her hand became more insistent on my cock.

"I'm really glad you two decided to join us, Jack..." Anne purred, a radiant smile on her face. "Jim and I were just talking about you last night..."

"Only the good stuff, I hope..." I laughed, trying to remain cool. Anne laughed and winked at me.

"Oh it was all good, trust me..." Her laugh was infectious and was really breaking the tension that was floating between us. "Actually..." she continued, "I merely suggested to Jim that we invite you over sometime. I've been curious as to whether you like to...uh...play..."

I looked at her with a politely puzzled expression, then heard Jim's warm chuckle.

"And we have a confession to make to you two..." he said, sipping his drink, "Anne and I were spying on you this afternoon... Watching you play by the pool..."

"It was very hot..." Anne said in a husky voice, "We got really turned on watching you..." Jim smiled at his wife, then turned back to me.

"I hope you're not shocked, Jack. It's not like we're in the habit of spying on our neighbors..." Anne's stifled laugh made him turn to her once more.

"Like hell we're not!", she chuckled, "Jim has a telescope in every window of the house, just about!" Jim laughed at that and shrugged his shoulders, admitting his culpability. He turned his guilty smile to Cynthia, who was beaming. She grinned up at me and squeezed my cock a little harder.

"We don't mind at all, guys..." Cynthia said softly, "Do we, Jack...?" To emphasize her point, she squeezed my cock again, pulling it up and tenting my pants as she turned her gaze to Anne. "In fact, we were doing a bit of spying ourselves later...but you knew that, didn't you?" Anne grinned and nodded her head.

"Jim and I have a little exhibitionist streak in us, I guess..." Anne purred, winking at me as she opened and closed her legs slightly. "And we really like watching other people...uh...enjoy themselves..." Her eyes dropped to Cynthia's hand in my lap as her own hand began to toy with her husband's zipper. "We're not swingers, per se... At least not yet...I guess we're what you'd call 'soft swingers'...just watching and showing...know what I mean?" Her hand continued to toy with Jim's zipper, moving it up and down slightly. I heard Cynthia sigh as she stared at the other couple. I looked over to see Anne staring back at me, her eyes blazing.

"Well, actually," I croaked, "Cynthia and I were discussing that very thing this morning... I think we're bringing it out in each other... We were kind of playing around in the car last night..."

"I was sucking his cock..." Cynthia said in her hot, smoky voice. I turned to her to see that her eyes were blazing as brightly as Anne's. Quite obviously she was enjoying the heated turn of events. "Jack was driving around the neighborhood. He didn't think I knew that he was going round and around the section, but I did....and it was really turning me on that he wanted someone to see us...see me....sucking him off..."

"So, did anyone see you?" asked Jack as he leaned back and let his wife play with him. Cynthia replied by shaking her head, a wicked grin on her face.

"Uh-uh...but it still turned me on..." she sighed, "And this afternoon really turned me on too...knowing you were watching Jack fuck me..." She smiled as Jim and Anne looked at each other and began to laugh.

"I told you!" Jim chuckled at Anne. "It was all that moaning and groaning you were doing!" But Anne simply shrugged and grinned back, her fingers toying with the buttons of her blouse as she turned to Cynthia.

"It's too bad no one got to see you sucking Jack's cock last night, Cynthia..." Anne almost whispered, "You're really very talented..."

There was no longer any doubt or pretense as to what was going on. Our little cocktail party had evolved into a lusty show and tell. Kind of a sexual "get to know your neighbors" party. I grinned as I saw Jim's hand drift over his wife's chest and cup her breast, and I followed his lead, running my hand over Cynthia's firm tits. I encountered a button and worked it loose, sliding my hand into the opening and over her breast. Her nipple was rock hard and I tweaked it lovingly. She moaned and adjusted her position, raising up to give me access to the rest. I smiled and moved to the next button, undoing it, and moving on to the next.

Jim was doing the same thing across from me, undoing his wife's buttons until her small firm tits came into view. We looked over at one another, and on cue, pulled the cloth away. I felt Cynthia's grip increase on my cock as the cool air hit her breasts. I could feel her beginning to pant from excitement as she exposed herself to Jim and Anne. I reached lower and found the last of her buttons.

She moaned as I undid it, allowing her dress to open completely. It was my turn to groan as I looked down at her. She was wearing a garter belt that matched her stockings...and nothing else. Cynthia had indeed neglected to wear panties, and as I looked, she uncrossed her legs, showing us all her neatly trimmed pussy!

"Good lord..." I heard myself say as she parted her thighs. She looked up at me and smiled. "You like?" she whispered. Once again I could only nod. She continued to stroke my cock through my pants, as she turned to look at Jim and Anne. The sound of a zipper made me follow her gaze. I looked over in time to see Anne snake her hand inside Jim's pants. He groaned as she squeezed him, and she looked back at Cynthia, that same challenging look in her eyes. I sighed in anticipation of what I knew was next.

I felt Cynthia reach for my zipper and draw it down. She reached up to undo my belt and button, then slid her hand inside, wrapping her fingers around me. The girls shared a look and exchanged whatever cue Jim and I had exchanged, then as one, they drew our cocks out into the air.

I looked at Anne to see her staring at my cock, her tongue moving in light circles around her lips. Cynthia smiled and slid her hand to the base of my pole, standing it up straight, showing off her man.

As Anne did the same thing, I heard Cynthia sigh. Anne slowly pulled Jim's massive boner into the night air, stroking it up and down as she grinned at us. "Now, this is much better, don't you think...?" she said, to no one in particular. 

"Much better..." I replied, moving my eyes over her breasts. Anne smiled and let her thighs part even further, letting her skirt slide up to her waist as her pussy was bathed in the soft light. Her one hand continued to move up and down the length of Jim's cock, and her other hand moved between her legs, moving sexily over her shaved mound. Cynthia's stroking increased on my own cock as she watched Anne pump her husband. I felt her adjust her position, then felt her warm breath on my cock.

I watched, as if looking into a mirror, as Anne turned her face to her husband's cock and opened her mouth. She and Cynthia had their eyes locked on each other, and as I saw Anne take Jim's big cockhead into her mouth, I felt Cynthia's velvety lips encircle mine. I leaned back and pushed my hips up, pushing my cock deeper into Cynthia's mouth. She obliged by opening her mouth wider, taking me deep into her warm cavern.

I groaned as I watched Anne do the same thing, holding her mouth wide as Jim pushed half of his cock inside. She then pulled off, raising her eyes to mine as she ran her tongue around his cockhead. She grinned, her eyes full of fire, and cocked one leg onto the couch, bringing her foot almost to her waist. As she continued to tease her husband with her tongue, she spread her legs wider and slowly moved a finger between her pussy lips. I watched as she ran a finger up and down her slit, then slowly push it inside her pussy. As she pushed her finger deep, she mimicked the movement with her mouth, once again taking Jim's cock between her lips.

Jim groaned and began to slide his cock in and out of his wife's mouth as he watched Cynthia suck mine. She also had her hand between her legs and was toying with her pussy as she sucked me.

The total sexuality of the situation was driving me crazy, as Anne took things one step further.

"Want to share...?" she panted around Jim's cock. I sighed as I felt Cynthia raise her head slightly and look back at Jim's wife. She looked up at me, but I decided to let her make her own decision. 

"I thought you didn't share..." Cynthia purred, gently licking the head of my cock. Anne smiled back and shrugged her shoulders.

"Usually we don't... and I don't think we're ready for actual fucking...but it suddenly occurred to me that I'd love to watch you suck my husband's cock... And blow jobs are still fairly neutral..." Anne winked, then looked up at me. "Besides, I've had this running fantasy about your boyfriend... So, you wanna? No pressure. I'm really getting off on watching you, too..."

I held my breath as we sat in silence, then I felt Cynthia's head nod against my belly. It was interesting to see the ladies take control of the happenings here. I looked over at Jim and he simply shrugged, a big lusty grin on his face

Anne released his cock and sat up. Her skirt was around her waist, and her legs were spread, exposing her pussy to me and making my mouth water. She smiled at me as she slid her blouse off over her shoulders and set it beside her. She continued to look at us as she brought her hands to her tits, kneading and caressing them. Then she stood in front of Cynthia and I. She quickly dropped her skirt and kicked it away, posing for us completely nude. She shook her blond hair and laughed as all three of us groaned at the sight, then reached out her hands to Jim and I.

"I have an idea..." she smiled, pulling us both out of our seats. I stood up, my hard-on bobbing in front of me, as Cynthia followed Anne's lead and slipped out of her dress. I was glad to see her keep her heels on as she stood beside us and watched.

"So...take your shirts off, fellas..." she chuckled. "I'll help you with these things...." She slowly sank to her knees between Jim and I. Both our cocks were at face level for her, but she held herself back from touching us. Instead, she used both hands to draw our pants down to our ankles....first Jim's, then mine. I watched as she pulled my pants down, her eyes focused on my bobbing hard-on.

As she helped me remove my shoes, I saw Cynthia move closer, then squat down facing Anne. She reached out and helped Jim with his shoes, then pulled his pants off, one leg at a time. I grinned as I saw her staring at Jim's huge cock. I had a feeling it was Cynthia's first experience with a REALLY big cock. I'm no slouch, but Jim's was at least ten inches!

Cynthia seemed to be enthralled with it. I had also never seen a cock that big except for the movies, and I had to admit, I was excited to see Cynthia's reaction. I was also looking forward to seeing her take it inside her mouth. As it was, I didn't have to wait long.

As she finally got Jim's pants off, she looked over at Anne, then up at me. As I watched her, she smiled and leaned forward, sliding a hand up the back of my leg, then cupping my ass. She did the same to Jim with her other hand, then leaned sideways. Her eyes were locked on mine as her hair made contact with Jim's hard-on, and continuing to look into my eyes, she raised her face, turning her head at the same time. 

My breathing increased as Jim's cock slid over her forehead...over her cheek...then, finally over her lips.

I smiled back at Cynthia as she watched my reactions. Taking that as a measure of approval, she pushed her tongue between her lips and began to slowly lave Jim's cockhead. Jim and I both groaned and Cynthia smiled again. I watched as she turned her head to Jim and opened her mouth.

Her lips stretched tight as she took his cockhead into her mouth, her tongue working the head like a whirlwind. Jim groaned as she took three inches of his meat into her mouth and began to suck on it.




Cynthia Ch. 5



I turned to Anne to see her smiling up at me. "My turn...." she whispered and stuck her tongue out to swipe the end of my cock. I moaned and turned my hips towards her. She parted her lips and took me inside. Her mouth was as velvety smooth as Cynthia's and as hot as an oven. I groaned and pushed deeper, feeling her tongue working against the underside of my shaft as I slid further inside.

Anne grinned around my shaft and brought her hand to my ass, urging me deeper. I watched in amazement as more and more of my cock disappeared into her mouth. Smoothly and effortlessly, Anne allowed my cock to pass her tonsils and glide into her throat. I didn't stop pushing forward until i felt her nose buried in my pubic hair. She winked up at me as she held me there, using her tongue to tease me.

Jim's groan distracted me for a moment and I turned my gaze to Cynthia. She had fully three quarters of Jim's pole in her mouth and was moving her head back and forth. Her lips were almost white as they stretched around him, and a fine line of liquid had escaped her lips, hanging from her chin erotically.

She was sighing and mewling sexily as she sucked him, trying to force more of him into her throat. As I turned back to Anne, I saw she was watching Cynthia intently. I grinned and began to slide my cock in and out of her mouth. The overall mood was driving me closer to the edge, and from the expression on his face, I knew Jim wasn't far behind me. His hips began to move, and he reached down to gently cradle Cynthia's head between his hands as he began to saw his cock in and out of her mouth.

Cynthia groaned and held her head still, allowing Jim to slowly fuck her mouth. I realized that, in actuality, Jim was ahead of me. Small beads of sweat were forming on his forehead as he fucked my girlfriends mouth. Suddenly, I felt the cool evening air envelop my cock and looked down to see Anne's smiling face. She'd pulled her mouth from my cock, but continued to stroke me slowly.

"Watch...." she panted, leaning towards Cynthia. She reached a hand out to cradle Jim's balls, then leaned closer, running her tongue over Jim's cock as it slid in and out of Cynthia's mouth. Cynthia turned to her and smiled, pulling her mouth off her toy. Her lips glistened with pre-come and Anne kissed her wetly, sliding her tongue in and around Cynthia's lips until Jim slid his cock between them.

I watched with growing excitement as the two ladies formed their lips around Jim's cock, kissing each other and tonguing him as he slid in and out of their wet tunnel. He groaned and turned, pushing his cock between Anne's lips, fucking her mouth twice, then turning his cock to Cynthia, who greedily sucked him inside. The moans of the three of them filled the air as Jim's climax built.

His hips were moving faster, fucking the mouths of the two girls in turn, then running his pole between their lips. He began to cry out and Anne, brought her hand up to encircle his shaft. She turned him towards Cynthia and began to stroke him wildly. Cynthia groaned and opened her mouth, placing her lips around Jim just as he bucked and stood on his toes.

I saw Cynthia's cheeks balloon out from the force of Jim's ejaculation, then grinned as a thick river of white semen escaped her lips, running over her chin. Anne leaned forward and her tongue shot out, licking up the excess, then tonguing Jim's pole. Cynthia had to pull away in order to swallow the huge amount of cum in her mouth, and as she did, Jim erupted again, spraying another massive load over the faces of Cynthia and Anne. Both girls cried out as Anne continued to jerk him off.

He continued to unload, his third shot hitting Anne's cheek and dripping wetly over her face. The girls began to laugh, licking each other's faces as Jim shot volley after volley of cum over them.

The sight was too much for me. I could feel the cum boiling in my balls as Anne's hand continued to work it's magic on my cock. I turned towards their two cum covered faces, causing them to look up. When Anne realized what was about to happen, she grinned and began to stroke me faster and faster.

"In my fantasy, you come off in my mouth..." Anne said with a smile.

As they continued to lick Jim's cock, I finally erupted. Anne aimed my first blast directly into Cynthia's smiling face. My cum splattered her face, hitting just under her nose and dripping into her mouth. She laughed and began to lick up the excess as Anne pulled my cock to her open mouth. She looked up at me with fiery eyes as her lips closed around me. I groaned and fired another thick load of semen into her mouth, watching her eyes light up and her throat move as she swallowed it. As I felt another blast racing up my shaft, I pulled from her mouth, and aimed at her face.

Anne smiled and watched my cockhead expand, then erupt. She squealed excitedly as my cum splashed against her cheek, then ran in a thick river over her extended tongue. I plunged back into her mouth, feeling her greedily suck the last remainders of semen from my balls. I looked over to see Cynthia doing the same thing to Jim's still massive cock. Her eyes were looking at me, though, knowing that her actions were making me hot.

And she was absolutely right! I smiled at her as I pushed my cock in and out of Anne's wonderful mouth. The whole scene was doing a number on me. I watched Cynthia as she tried to get more and more of Jim's cock inside her mouth.

He'd deflated a bit, with his orgasm, and wasn't nearly as hard. As I watched her, she pushed her face further forward, then rocked back on her haunches. I was amazed at how much of him she was taking. She winked at me, then turned her attention back to Jim. She bobbed her head up and down a few times, then pushed forward. I groaned as I watched Jim's cock disappear into her mouth.

Anne watched also as Cynthia tilted her head. I felt her sucking increase on my own cock as we watched Cynthia work. I saw her take deep breath, then push forward once more, taking Jim's huge cock into her throat. I heard her groan as he slipped past her tonsils, and watched as every inch of his cock slid into her throat. She held him there, her nose pressed into his pubic hair, then looked up at me once again. It was my turn to groan as I watched Jim's cock pulling out of her throat and mouth. It was almost as erotic to watch him pull out of her mouth as it had been to watch him slide in.

Jim moaned and pushed forward again. This time he slid effortlessly into Cynthia's throat. He pulled back to give her air, then began to fuck her mouth, sliding all the way in, then pulling out until his cockhead rested on her tongue. It was like watching a magic act, wondering where all that meat was disappearing to! I felt my cock hardening inside Anne's mouth, and she responded with a squeal of delight. I turned to her and watched as she mimicked Cynthia's act, smiling up at me as she allowed my cock to pass her throat, pushing forward until I was buried inside her mouth.

I felt the blood rushing back to my cock, making it expand inside her throat as she worked to bring me off a second time. Gripping my ass, she pulled me to her, sucking hard and deep. I took her hint and began to fuck her face, holding her head in my hands and driving my cock in and out of her throat like it was a pussy. She mewled her agreement, her smiling eyes locked on mine.

I heard a grunt from my left and turned to watch my girlfriend sucking off Jim. He was no longer in her throat, but his cock was pistoning in and out of her mouth as he held her head much like I was holding Anne's. His cock was in Cynthia's mouth, but his eyes were locked on his wife's mouth as my shaft slid in and out of her lips.

Anne moaned and began to suck harder. She pulled me from her throat, using her warm, saliva filled mouth to coax another ejaculation out of me. And she was doing a fine job! My cock wasn't as hard as it had been, but I could feel she was going to make me come.

Both ladies were making sloppy, wet sucking noises as our cocks fucked in and out, and both were moaning loudly as they sucked. I saw Jim tense up...and the expression of pleasure on Cynthia's face drove me over the top. She didn't move her head this time, keeping her lips locked around Jim's cock as his strokes slowed. He began to slide just the first two or three inches into Cynthia's mouth, then he grunted again.

And once again, I saw Cynthia's cheeks balloon out as he filled her mouth with his seed. I noticed a little bit of semen push out from the sides as Jim pulled out, then pushed back inside, but this time she kept it all.

I felt my own orgasm break the dam...racing up my shaft to pour thickly into Anne's talented mouth. I saw her eyes were locked on Cynthia as I came again and again over her swirling tongue. I could feel her mouth filling up with my cum as I jerked and spasmed in front of her. 

When I'd finished shooting, Anne pulled her hot mouth from my cock. She looked up at me, holding her mouth open...grinning as she showed me the thick pools of semen on her tongue, then closed her lips and swallowed noisily, working her tongue around to capture any semen that remained in her mouth, then smiling a huge smile up at me.

"I love that stuff..." she panted. "So thick...so hot....Mmmmm....." I moaned as she swallowed again, then turned as I saw a motion to my left.

Cynthia was moving over to Anne...an evil grin on her closed lips. As Jim and I watched, she cupped one of Anne's breasts, urging her to lie back. Anne smiled and obliged as Cynthia crawled over her. She slid one hand between Cynthia's legs, and moved it upwards until she was cupping her mound.

Cynthia kissed Anne gently on the lips, then pulled away about three inches. Instinctively, Anne knew what Cynthia was up to. She grinned and opened her mouth wide as Cynthia let her lips part slowly.

Cynthia had not swallowed Jim's cum, you see... As he and I watched in erotic wonderment, Cynthia opened wider. Jim's cum poured over her lips, and into Anne's open mouth in a thick, white river. Anne moaned out loud and extended her tongue to catch it.

As the ample flow trickle down, Cynthia smiled and leaned forward, kissing Anne passionately and pushing her tongue between her lips. Jim and I watched dumbfounded as they shared his semen.

Cynthia looked so damn erotic, kneeling over Anne with her naked ass high in the air. I desperately wanted to move over to her and slide my cock inside her, but nature wouldn't allow it this time.

As hot and horny as I was feeling, my cock was wasted...hanging limply as I watched the girls play. I collapsed backwards onto the couch, giving Jim a tired smile as he did the same across from me.

The girls, though, were far from finished...riding high on a energy filled wave of pure lust. I watched as Anne pushed her hand higher between Cynthia's thighs, then slid her middle finger between the lips. Cynthia moaned as Anne pushed deeper, then began to finger fuck her as they kissed. They stayed in that position until Cynthia began to move her tongue lower, wetly licking each of Anne's firm tits, then moving in a beeline over her belly.

Anne ran her fingers through Cynthia's hair as she felt her lips nearing their goal. Spreading her thighs wide, she pulled her knees up to her chest as Cynthia began to lick her. Both of them were moaning wildly as Cynthia buried her entire face in Anne's widespread pussy. I could hear plainly as she licked and sucked...the wet noise of their lovemaking filling the air.

Anne began to pant and sigh, working her hips in the opposite direction of Cynthia's tongue. Then her sighs took on a different meaning, becoming louder and more insistent. I watched with a grin as the signs of her orgasm etched themselves on her face. The other tell tale sign of her coming was the noises Cynthia was making. She slurped and swallowed as she panted into Anne's pussy, moving her face up and down between her new friend's thighs, licking up her juices as Anne poured them into her sucking mouth.

When Anne's spasms finally slowed, then stopped, the two girls collapsed into each others arms, grinning wildly and breathing harshly from their exertion. I sighed and let my head drop back against the cushions as the four of us took a rest. The only sound that could be heard was the crickets, the gentle wind and the exhausted panting of four fucked out humans.

Not a bad sound, if you ask me....

continued in PART 6...(Oh....my....)

Copyright 2001 by Mark Singer and SingerTales, Inc.



Cynthia Ch. 6



The sounds of the night...this night anyway...were soothing me. My head was still laid back against the cushions, and I was just drifting off to catch a few winks, when I felt a movement on the couch next to me. I opened my eyes and turned my head to see Cynthia's smiling face looking up at me.

"Not going to sleep, are we, studly...?" she teased. She reached down to gently caress my flaccid cock.

The sight of her made my waking much easier. Cynthia's grinning face, as innocent as it was, was shining in the low patio lights. Her hair was matted with a combination of semen and Anne's cum, and as she grinned at me, her tongue moved around her lips sensually. I glanced over at Jim and Anne, who both appeared to be fast asleep in each others arms. Anne's hand was in Jim's crotch and both of them were smiling in their sleep.

I flashed back on the sight of Cynthia's face being covered with semen from our two cocks, and on the look of pure pleasure in her eyes when Jim came inside her mouth. I felt a light, although exhausted, stirring in my cock. Cynthia felt it too, and smiled. "Want a blow-job...?" she teased, running her hand up and down my flaccid staff. I smiled and groaned, dropping my head back to the cushions. Possibly for the first time in my life, I was thinking more about food than a blow-job!! I heard Cynthia chuckle, but she continued to fondle me.

"I swear..." she said, mock irritation in her voice, "your turning into an old man! Or is it me? Should I shower, maybe...?" She kept that teasing edge to her voice. I cracked an eye open and smiled at her.

"Darling...you know I love you with cum on your face..." I grinned. Cynthia smiled and ran one hand over her face, massaging the drying wetness into her skin. Her eyes flared excitedly as she recalled the last half hour. She cuddled closer, laying her head on my shoulder, but keeping her hand cupped over my cock.

"That was so fucking exciting..." she whispered to me. "It was the fantasy we were talking about. I couldn't get it out of my head that I was actually living a fantasy...god...!" Her giggling voice showed the excitement she was feeling and I smiled to myself as she continued to fondle me and whisper.

"I loved it when both of you came on my face..." she continued, squeezing my flaccid cock gently. "It was right out of a dream...god, there was so much of it! And I think you enjoyed watching Jim come in my mouth...didn't you..." I opened my eyes again, and looked down at her. I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, you were pretty hot, all right... How about you? You looked as if you might have been enjoying yourself, too..." Cynthia grinned and nodded "But I have to say..." She looked over to make sure that Jim and Anne were still fast asleep. "Jim comes a lot...but you are so much sweeter..." She winked at me, continuing to fondle my cock and balls as she leaned close to my ear. "I did enjoy the sex part. That was way hot! But if I had to suck cock the rest of my life...If that was all I had... I'd rather have your hard cock, Jack..." Cynthia smiled, almost shyly, and looked down at my cock. "I don't know what it is, Jack... I've never felt this way before. But your cock fits so...right...in my mouth... And when you come...Mmmm...fuck...I probably should shut up..." She looked up at me and shook her head, as if resigning herself to the fact that she had to finish. "When you come...Damn, I don't even know... but it's so...right..." She looked up again, as if to see if I was laughing at her. But laughing was the absolute last thing on my mind as I listened with at least three ears... Cynthia saw the look of love in my eyes and smiled. I knew that she was seeing deep inside my soul at that moment. And she knew that she was making me hot...

"I love it when you come in my mouth, Jack..." she whispered, "It's so thick and hot... And when I swallow you it's like...I don't know...it's like an aphrodisiac, you know? When I'm swallowing your cum I'm thinking like, how can I suck more out of this cock... Oh, fuck...I should shut up right here!! I've never been this driven towards having a cock in my mouth... I mean, you know I love to fuck... But with you it's different...I really crave your cock in my mouth. And, even when you're coming, I'm wondering how long it's going to be before I can make you come again... God! That's so fucked up, isn't it? I sound like such a slut!"

My cock was now fluctuating between a somewhat painful hardness and semi-flaccid-ness in Cynthia's hand and I smiled as I met her upturned gaze. I grinned and nodded my head, hoping that she could see the love in my eyes. She chuckled and shook her head with disbelief.

"But you are a slut, Cyn..." I said, as calmly as I could. I stared into her eyes, hoping with all of my heart that she accepted my words in the spirit in which I was saying them. Her quizzical smile urged me to continue. "And I am too, darlin'... But I don't see the problem with that, and I think you know what I mean..."

She looked at me, her smile slowly spreading into a grin, her eyes on fire as my words settled in. She sighed and rested her head on my shoulder once more. I think she understood that my words came from my heart... I wasn't judging her anymore than I was I was 'judging' myself. I fully understood her position within both the academic community and within the social community. And, I think she understood mine. For whatever reason we'd found each other and both of us were very excited to show off the 'slut' sides of our personalities. Did we have an understanding? I was beginning to think so...

We stayed cuddled close together for quite a while, just enjoying the evening, and I almost drifted off again. I raised my head when I felt Cynthia gently shaking my shoulder.

"Looks as if we've lost our hosts..." she whispered in my ear. I squinted over in the direction of Jim and Anne to see them deeply asleep in each other's arms. I admired Anne's breasts as her chest rose and fell evenly. She had a very peaceful smile on her face. I looked down at Cynthia and smiled.

"I guess we wore 'em out..." I chuckled quietly. Cynthia smiled and nodded, putting her finger to her lips and leaning forward to reach for her dress.

"Let's go take a swim and let them sleep. We can invite them over for breakfast in the morning..." She winked and stood up. Standing in front of me, she stretched her arms over her head, her legs spread wide, her hands coming to rest behind her neck.

The sight of her in her white garter and stockings, her tits thrust out towards me, made the blood begin to flow hesitantly into my cock once more. Cynthia noticed and grinned.

"So...there's life in the old boy yet, huh?" she teased, slowly putting her dress on. She left it unbuttoned, and reached out her hand to draw me into a standing position. I smiled, surprised at her strength, and put my arms around her.

"Can't help it..." I whispered to her, "You're the sexiest woman I've ever met in my life...." I kissed her warmly, pulling her close. "Hell...you're the sexiest woman I've ever met in my dreams!" I meant every word of it. This girl was indeed a dream come true for me.

"Then let's get out of here." she whispered, handing my clothes to me. "The night is still young..." She smiled sexily as I put my pants on, holding the buckle of my belt to keep it quiet. I found a pad and a pen, and left Jim and Anne a note, suggesting brunch tomorrow, then we tiptoed away, letting them sleep.

We crossed the back yard, not wanting to go out by the street, and used the gate in the fence separating our yards. It was almost a relief to be back in my own yard, despite the fact that I'd just experienced one of the most sexually exciting evenings of my life.

I watched as Cynthia made her way directly to the pool. I grinned as she kicked off her heels and stepped into the shallow end. She smiled sexily as she walked into the water, still clothed in her dress and stockings. The dress billowed out behind her as she reached the deeper water, then she sank beneath the surface, letting her dress slip away and float to the top. The sight of her in the pool, naked except for her garter and stockings made my cock expand even more. I slipped my pants off and stepped in after her, fearing the noise of a dive might wake Jim and Anne even though we were at least fifty yards away from them. The cool water was amazingly refreshing as I walked to the deep end.

I swam up to Cynthia and embraced her, kissing her passionately as I felt her hands move over my ass to pull me closer. My cock rose, sliding between her legs as we kissed, while her hand caressed my ass. We broke our kiss and leaned against the side of the pool, staring into each other's eyes.

"I think I love you..." I said with a smile. Cynthia grinned and moved a hand around to my front, curling her fingers around my almost reborn hard-on.

"Don't start up with that stuff, Jack..." she countered. "We've known each other for what...a DAY?!? You think you're in love because I like to suck your cock...?" She smiled and began to stroke my hard-on. "Because I like it when you fuck my tits...?" I groaned and Cynthia smiled, seeing that her torture was working. She began to squeeze the head of my cock between her thumb and forefinger, pulling my foreskin over the top. "You think you love me...just because I like it when you shoot your hot, thick cum all over my face? Just because I like your big, hard cock in my ass...my pussy...my mouth...? Mmmmm...I'll tell you, Jack, I know a lot of girls who would love to suck this big cock..." Cynthia grinned when I cocked my eyebrows and looked down at her with a grin on my face...

"And no...I won't introduce you! See what I mean? God...you're such a slut, Jack!" I began to protest, but she put her finger to my lips. "Save it for later..." she whispered with a hot grin, then pushed away, backstroking to the other side of the pool.

"Let's get something to eat." she laughed. "I'm famished!" I smiled and followed my angel as she pulled herself out of the pool and walked over to the chairs. She was toweling herself off when I caught up with her. My cock bobbed as I walked and she watched it as I approached, her tongue toying with her top lip.

"And I can see you have my desert all ready for me..." She leaned close, wrapping her hand around me and kissing me lightly, before stepping back. I frowned comically as she began to slide her stockings down, even though she was doing it in a very sensual way...unhooking the garters and smiling as she slowly slid them down her legs... She grinned at me and tossed them in a wet heap. "I have more upstairs, baby... I can see you like the stocking and heels thing..." She looked down at my cock and grinned. "And I do too... Especially if they keep your cock all nice and hard for me..."

Cynthia took my hand and led me towards the sliding door. We both shivered as the cool A/C hit our naked bodies, but it was a very welcome relief from the heat outside. In the kitchen, we heated up the leftovers from our lunch and stood at the breakfast bar wolfing it down. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until I took the first bite. It was almost midnight and, even though the food at Jim and Anne's had been delicious, we both still needed more fuel. I had to consciously work on chewing before swallowing. Cynthia grinned at my ravenous appetite, but was matching me bite for bite. We laughed at ourselves as we ate. When we'd finished our late night meal, we sat on the stools, eyeing each other.

"I really needed that!" Cynthia said, wiping her mouth with a napkin. "A girl can't live on cum alone, you know...." she smiled at me and winked. "Although it makes for a wonderful snack..." She ran her hand up my thigh until she found my semi-hard cock. She began to tease it with her fingers, looking into my eyes.

"I can't wait to tell Sara about our party..." she said, a lusty and thoughtful look on her face. "She'll love all the details..." I saw a look of fire glaze her eyes and smiled.

"Just how much 'detail' do you two share?", I asked, my own eyes narrowing. Cynthia leaned back and let her eyes move over my face, as if deciding just how much to tell me, then she smiled.

"Sara and I are very close, Jack... We tend to share a LOT of...uh...detail... Yesterday morning, she was quite graphic about her new young stud. Told me all about his big cock... She was very excited about how she'd made him come three times..." Cynthia looked up at me and grinned. "I can't wait to tell her about you..." I tried to hide my grin but my pride wouldn't let me. I'd honestly lost count by now, but I knew that I'd beaten Sara's 'new young stud'... Cynthia saw my grin and shook her finger at me, although she was grinning when she did so.

"Don't get cocky, Jack... You come more than any man I've ever met, but I'm gonna do my best to wear you out..." She got up and stepped closer, letting her legs straddle mine as I leaned against the stool. She glanced down, letting her pussy just barely graze my cock. "Actually..." she continued, "I'm not sure I'll tell Sara about you...just yet..." She looked at me with puppy-dog eyes as she continued to tease me with her pussy. "I mean...Sara is so...blond...you know?" I was silent, doing my absolute best to remain stone-faced, but Cynthia saw through me like glass. "There! That's exactly what I mean! She's fucking gorgeous! Her hair...her tits are to die for, for christ's sake...and those legs! Where in the fuck did she get those legs?!?" Cynthia stepped back, sitting back on her stool and leaning her head onto her hand as she glared at me. I've been around enough women to know when to shut up and listen, but her words were making me a little bit angry. I felt my cock begin to shrink a bit as I leaned over and put my arm around her shoulder. I knew that I had to be very careful at this point... On the other hand, my experience told me quite clearly what pond Cynthia was fishing in.... I found it hard to believe that this fantasy vision was looking to me for reassurance, but then, the whole time with her had been mostly surrealistic to this point anyway. I decided to give a try...

"Cynthia..." I said. "Baby..." I said. The disbelief was making me stutter... "Do you have any idea at all how incredibly happy you are making me? Do you have any idea in the world how unbelievably excited I am that you've chosen to spend some time with me? Cyn....You are the most.... You are the...my fantasy! You are what I've dreamed about since I was old enough to dream about you... I have to pinch myself just to be sure that you are really here with me! LOOK!"

I reached down, pretending to pinch my leg, then ran my hand up to Cynthia's firm breast. I took her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and pinched it gently, rolling it back and forth as I stared into her eyes.

"Pinching this is much better... just to make me know that you are here with me..." I saw her smile and looked deeper into her eyes. "I mean it, Cyn....You are the most perfect woman I've ever been with... You are a dream come true. And not just because you're a great cocksucker..." I grinned and she finally grinned back. "I said I was falling in love with you..." I whispered, ignoring the red lights that were flashing in my brain, "And I meant it. It's not just lust, Cyn... It's your smile...your attitude...your brain... I'm totally blown away that you're even here with me now!!"

Cynthia looked up at me with the beginnings of tears in her doe eyes. "And, you're telling me that Sara doesn't turn you on at all?" I stared back at her as a grin spread over my face.

"Hmmm....well..." I stammered as my brain whirled, then I looked at her with a grin. "Cyn... Sara is hot. I'm not going to deny you that. Watching her blow her boyfriend was a major turn-on.... I mean she was really getting into showing off, you know?" I smiled, my eyes fixed on Cynthia's...

"But, what was even more of a turn-on for me was sharing that whole thing with you, Cyn... I was watching Sara suck his cock...watching him fuck her tits... And yes, she does have wonderful tits... Seeing how much she enjoyed making him shoot off all over her... Damn! But, what turned me on the most was being there with you, Cyn... Sharing that whole thing with you... And knowing that you were into watching them just as much as I was... You, baby...are my innermost fantasy come to life..."

Cynthia looked up at me, and this time her tears were real...filling her eyes and spilling over onto her cheeks. I grinned and leaned forward, licking them off her cheeks, then moving my tongue to her lips. She mewled like a kitten and pressed herself into me, kissing me back with all the passion that I was feeling for her right then. I had more to say... I had so many words to share with her, but I decided not to, just yet... I shut up and let the mood flow between us as we kissed and hugged. Finally, I reached down, tilting her face up to look at me as I smiled into her eyes. I'd never been so at peace in my entire life. Cynthia looked up at me with her doe-eyes again, and smiled.

"I'm not going to fall in love with you, Jack..." she breathed. I felt her whole body shiver...

"No problem, baby..." I replied. We stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity, mentally quizzing and subsequently answering each other in silence as the clock on the mantle clicked off the minutes. Finally a sexy grin spread over Cynthia's face.

"You know.... She enjoys the whole...uh...'watching' thing as much as I do. I know she's gonna want to play with you..." She continued to stare into my eyes, waiting for a response. But I wasn't going to lie to her. The thought turned me on immensely.

"And, would you be okay with that, Cynthia?" I asked, staring back at her. Her eyes were on fire again and I knew the answer before a single word had passed her lips. I felt the blood rush back into my cock, making it flip up against Cynthia's thigh. She grinned and wrapped her fingers around me once again as she nodded her head.

"Yeah...I'd like to watch her play with you, Jack..." Cynthia hissed. Her smile grew as she saw my eyes begin to burn. "Mostly because I know it would turn you on... but by now you know that I like to watch, don't you..." She smiled when I nodded my head. "In high school I was always trying to look over my boyfriend's shoulder to see what was going on in the back seat..." Her grin widened and her eyes glowed mischievously. "And Sara really gets into it, you know? I think I'd maybe like to do you with her... That would be very hot... Did I tell you that it was Sara who taught me how to deepthroat...?" My heart was pounding as I tried to recall anything, and to tell the truth, I couldn't. My entire mind was suddenly filled with the image of Cynthia and Sara loving and sharing my cock... I smiled at Cynthia, not bothering to answer her question.

"So..." I said, trying to remain calm, ""It sounds like you two share more than...uh...details...?" Cynthia looked back with a "Whatever do you mean?" look in her eyes and I smiled. "Does Sara share her boyfriend with you, too?" I was amazed at myself when I felt another pang of jealousy begin to form. Here my new girlfriend was talking about sharing me with her roommate, I'd just watched her perform amazingly erotic oral sex on my neighbor and his wife, and I was feeling idiotic jealousy thinking about her with Sara's boyfriend! The absurdity of it made me grin to myself as I turned the emotion away. Cynthia seemed to sense my feelings, as if she was privy to my thoughts and smiled along with me.

"Not this one..." she said, surveying my eyes for any return of the 'monster', "Not yet, anyway. And we've never done any three-way stuff, if that's what you mean. But you saw that Sara likes to show off...and usually it's just that. She likes it when I'm sitting in the living room with her and her boyfriend, watching movies or whatever... then she'll start making out with him or playing with him to get him hard. She likes showing off their hard-on's to me." She looked into my eyes and grinned. "Like I said, I haven't been dating in quite a while. I think she likes to show me what I was missing..." 




Cynthia Ch. 6



Cynthia's smoky laugh broke some of the growing tension. My cock was rigid as I listened to her and she looked down at it lovingly. "So...tell me more!" I croaked to her, but she shook her head.

"In a minute...let's go sit somewhere more comfortable. I'm feeling the lateness all of a sudden..." She took my hand and we moved into the living room. I sat on the couch and smiled as I watched Cynthia move around the room. She paused at the stereo, looking through my CD's until she found something she liked and put it in the tray. I grinned as Buddy Guy's throbbing 'hurt me' blues filled the room. She smiled over at me, then began to run a finger over my DVD collection. She shook her head as her finger moved over the various titles and I sat up when she was reaching the end of the shelf.

"I think what you're looking for is inside the cabinet..." I hinted, wondering if I was correct. And Cynthia's long sigh told me that I was. Inside the cabinet were all of my x-rated movies. Mostly tapes, but a fair number of DVD's also. My eyes moved over her naked form as I wondered what she would think of my collection, and it didn't take long for her to react.

"Jeez, Jack..."Crème de la Face", volumes one through what...fifty? "Fantastic Facials"... "Anal Adventures"... I guess you're not interested in plain ol' fucking, are you?" She looked back and me, shaking her head in 'disgust', before turning back to the cabinet. "And did you know that she was fifteen when she made these??" Cynthia was smiling as she held up a DVD of Traci Lords' 'Breakin' It". A friend of mine had picked up DVD copies of every Traci Lords movie made when he was on an extended trip through Europe. He'd smuggled the disks into the country in the bottom of his suitcase. I looked back at Cynthia with a shocked expression on my face.

"You're kidding!" I replied with a grin, "I had no idea!!" Cynthia shook her finger at me and turned again, picking a DVD and squatting down to insert it into the machine. She hit 'Play' and turned back to me, sauntering over to the couch as her hips swayed to the music.

"I'm guessing, since you're a guy...that you have the remote control handy..." I grinned and reached without looking, grabbing the remote from the side table and holding it up. She shook her head once more, then spun around and dropped beside me on the couch.

"How did I know..." she said sarcastically. "Well, let's see what 'Crème de la Face' Volume whatever is all about, shall we?" She grinned and leaned against my chest, letting her hand trail lightly along my thigh. "But hit the 'mute'..." she said as the tube flickered to life.

"Are you going to finish your story about Sara?" I asked, trying not to sound too anxious. Cynthia smiled and looked up at me. "Is that what you want to hear, Jack? Was I turning you on a little...?" 

I grinned, staring ahead at the image on the screen and trying not to show my enthusiasm. "Yeah... a little..." I said nonchalantly. Cynthia smiled and followed my gaze...just in time to see a cute, smiling brunette stroking a huge, porn-sized cock over her face. Her fingers trailed over my rock hard cock as we watched the television.

"Just a little, huh...?", she chuckled. "So...you tell me something Jack... Do you jerk off when you watch these?" Her fingers curled around my cock, slowly stroking it as the brunette's face was suddenly drenched with cum. "Mmmm....that looks good... Do you shoot off all over your chest when you jerk off, Jack?" I grinned down at her and shrugged my shoulders. Cynthia smiled back, then lay her head onto my chest, her hand continuing to move up and down my cock. She looked up at me and winked. "But now you have my number, don't you...? Next time you can have a face to jerk off on..."

I groaned, almost shooting off at that very instant, and once again Cynthia laughed. She sat up and leaned against the opposite arm of the couch. Mindlessly, my hand moved down to grasp my now untended cock as I stared at her. She winked and gave me another evil grin...

"Okay...so anyway..." she whispered, "Sara used to get me into these situations where I'd end up watching her play with her boyfriends... Not that I minded. I mean Sara's pretty young and she likes young guys...." I gave her a 'hurt' look and she grinned before continuing. "I mean, we'd be watching fucking 'Star Wars' or something, and I'd look over to see she had his cock out of his pants, jerking it off in front of me!" She laughed again, and I couldn't help joining her. "A lot of the guy's were nervous, but Sara and I have certain signals, you know? She'd let me know if the guy she was with was into showing off or not. I'd usually play along with those ones...just sitting like nothing was happening, pretending to watch the television and stealing looks once in a while. But I'd play more with the one's that were into it... You know...like if they were looking at me, I'd smile back at them...that kind of thing..."

Cynthia smiled over at me, knowing that she was turning me on. Her eyes dropped to my hand around my cock as she continued. "Some of them were really into showing off their cocks and made it pretty obvious. Those were the times I got into it more. A couple of times, I ended up masturbating in front of them. That always turned Sara on..."

"Did you ever join them?" I rasped, my throat completely dry. Cynthia grinned at me and nodded.

"Well, sort of... a couple of times..." she said, moving a hand up to cup her breast. She knew she was driving my crazy and was enjoying every minute. "Wanna hear about it?" I gave her a look that shouted "DUH..." and she chuckled.

"The first time, I walked in and sat down when Sara and her boyfriend were watching porn tapes. The lights were really low and I sat in the LazyBoy. I could see that the guy was nervous and maybe a little upset that I was intruding, but Sara made sure he knew that it was okay, if you know what I mean... She had been feeling this guy up inside his pants. I could tell his cock was big and hard and he was really nervous. Sara had her head on his shoulder, but she was looking right at me when she winked and moved her finger up to his zipper. I pretended to be watching the movie, but I was really watching them as she pulled his cock out and held it up to show it to me. She was grinning and began to jerk him off. His eyes were closed, so I turned in my seat and just watched her do him... Not slow or anything, but really pumping him. He came in about two minutes and I still remember him shooting off all over his shirt! It was so hot!"

She chuckled again as she recalled the incident. "He got all red-faced and began mumbling all sorts of excuses, then ended up leaving right after he shot off... and Sara and I laughed all night about it. She usually did that to the guys that she wasn't into spending the night with. You know...just give them a quick handjob..." I looked at Cynthia and saw that her face was flushed and hot. And I'm sure mine was too! I nodded, urging her to continue...

"But there was this one guy who was more of a show-off. And I was more prepared also... Sara had been dating him for about a month and had told me all about him. His name was Andy and Sara called him Oral Andy because he refused to fuck her. He had a girlfriend back home and had promised to be faithful to her, but didn't feel that oral sex was cheating..." I grinned at her and shrugged my shoulders, which elicited a look of comic disgust and rolling eyes from her. "Men..." she said.

"Anyway, Sara had told me she was bringing him over to watch a movie, and I was feeling pretty horny that day. It was almost midnight when they drove up, and I was wearing a t-shirt and a short skirt, getting even more horny. When they walked in I was sitting on the couch, watching 'Body of Evidence' and pretended to be surprised to see them. And, what they didn't know was that I'd paused the movie just before the part where Madonna is giving the lawyer a hand job in the elevator..." 

I grinned as I recalled that part of the movie. I also knew the scene in the garage that followed... Cynthia smiled at my grin and nodded.

"Exactly..." she laughed, "I'd hit the play button as they came in, and they sat down just as Madonna gets up on the hood of the car and pulls her dress up to show off her stockings and garter belt... Yeah...I figured you'd remember that part... Anyway they're sitting down just as Madonna is hanging off the pipes and letting the lawyer eat her pussy... and I see Sara grinning at me. I smiled back and stood up, stopping the movie and pretending to yawn. I told them I'd figured they weren't going to get in until later and that they should watch whatever they'd rented and I'd just toddle off to bed...

I saw the guy looking at me and gave him a good stretch while Sara protested, saying I might enjoy their movies. The guy looked at her like she was crazy as she handed the two boxes to me. I saw that they were both x-raters and tried to act surprised as Sara suggested again that I might enjoy them. Of course, it was all an act for Andy, but we were both getting into it. I agreed to stay up a little while longer as Andy put the first movie into the VCR. Sara and I exchanged some pretty wicked looks as his back was turned and did our best not to burst out laughing. Both of the movies were just like the one that's on now...blow jobs and hand jobs and a lot of cum... And just what Oral Andy preferred...

"I was sitting in the Lazyboy again, pretending to watch the movie, but my attention was really on Sara and Andy. It was like two minutes into the film and I heard Sara undo his belt and pull his zipper down. I pretended to be looking at the screen for half a minute, then I turned to look at them. Sara had his pants open and she was grinning at me while she stroked his cock. I'll tell you, Jack...it was fucking huge! He was leaning back as Sara jerked him. He must have known I was watching but he only sat back with a huge grin on his face, watching the movie.

"So....what happened then..." I asked Cynthia, feeling my cock throb as she finally got to the good stuff... She grinned, knowing that I was ready.

"Well..." she continued, "Sara smiled at me and started jerking him off...he was really wet, you know...like you get... and it was really loud, you know? I was really hot then and when he looked over at me I grinned and kind of scrunched down into the chair, showing off my legs. His eyes dropped to my legs and I smiled back at him. Sara kept jerking him off and I stood up in front of them, staring at his cock as she smeared his pre-come all over it...."

I grinned, urging her to continue, and Cynthia grinned back, knowing how much she was turning me on. "So then I did a little strip tease for him, feeling myself up and flashing my tits... I was really getting hot and both of them were staring at me which was really turning me on. The guy was panting really hard and Sara was just stroking him real slow... I grinned down at the guy and first pulled my t-shirt over my tits, then unhooked my skirt and let it drop. The guy began moaning when he saw my thigh-highs and I could tell he was fighting hard not to shoot off...an I kept dancing slowly in front of the two of them. It was way hot... I was just a couple of feet away from him, totally naked except for my thigh-highs, and I knew he was thinking that he was going to have a fantasy come true. And, to tell you the truth, he probably would have if Sara hadn't been giving him such a good handjob... I was sinking down on my knees in front of them, staring into his eyes when he groaned and shot off all over Sara's arm! He just couldn't take it anymore! Sara squealed as she felt him start to shoot off and I remember her leaning over his chest, letting him come on her tits as I knelt in front of him, grinning at him and squeezing my tits together.... He and I just locked our eyes together as he came all over her tits and face, and I kind of frowned at him as I leaned back and let him look at me Sara was still stroking his cock...you know...smearing his cum over her tits and stuff and I leaned forward to her. I told her that I'd been hoping she was going to jerk him off into my mouth...onto my face...stuff like that, so the guy could hear me, and we grinned at each other when he groaned. 

Then I stood up and told them I had to get to bed. The guy protested quite a bit, but I turned around anyway and went upstairs. I guess that's the closest I've ever come to sharing one of Sara's boyfriends...but it a great night..." She looked up at me and grinned. "Are you disappointed?", she asked, staring at my bobbing hard-on and answering her own question. I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders noncommittally. Cynthia shook her head and smiled.

"You were hoping for the 'two girls on a guy' story, weren't you...?" she teased. "Both of us sucking his big hard cock...until he shot into one of our mouths...." She leaned forward, running her finger up and down my throbbing cock. "One of us taking his cum in our mouth...then snowballing it into the other's mouth....mmmm....then kissing and smearing it over our faces....Mmmm....god...that would have been hot...." Cynthia looked up at me and winked.

"I think we've been saving that scene for you, Jack...Would that be okay...?" She grinned as she curled her fingers around my cock, stroking it slowly up and down as she stared into my eyes...

I cleared my throat, trying to remain calm although my heart was beating a mile a minute in my chest. "And that's it, huh?" I croaked. "You two don't sleep together? You know...play together...?" Again her eyes lit up as she recognized my fishing techniques and she leaned back against the arm of the couch, her hands moving up to cup her tits as she let her thighs part slightly.

"We do kiss a lot..." Cynthia said thoughtfully, "And we do a lot of feeling and touching... but we've never gone down on each other...not yet anyway... I'm looking forward to telling her about Anne, though...." Her eyes glazed over a bit, then returned to their normal clarity as she looked back at me. "I think I'd like to go down on her while you fucked her. That would be really hot..." She leaned forward, smearing my dripping pre-come over my cockhead as she grinned into my eyes.

"But first I want her to help me suck you off...That should help to break the ice... We'll see what happens..." Cynthia smiled as she leaned back once more...one hand remaining on her tit as the other moved between her legs. She grinned as she let her thighs part, staring at me as she played with her pussy.

"So call her...." I hinted. "Maybe she'd like to join us for brunch tomorrow." I grinned as I saw Cynthia's eyes light up. I still wasn't exactly sure what her relationship with Sara included, but I knew that, after her experience with Anne this evening, her desire for her roommate was going to increase. The desire on her face as we watched Sara fuck her boyfriend earlier in the day was obvious. And to tell you the truth, the thought of the two of them making love wouldn't leave my mind. My cock expanded...bobbing up and down as the thought returned and she smiled up at me.

"Maybe I'll invite her over tonight..." she said huskily. "Would you like that...?" She knew what my answer was, but I smiled and nodded anyway. Her hand began to stroke my rock hard pole, moving up and down it's length slowly.

"I'll tell her to wear something hot..." she teased, reaching for the phone with her free hand. I leaned back letting her play with my cock as she dialed the number. I began to get a little disappointed as she held the phone to her ear waiting for an answer, then excited as Cynthia said hello.

She continued to play with my cock as she talked to Sara. Without getting into any details, she explained why she was calling, and invited Sara to join us. I waited anxiously as Cynthia held the phone to her ear, listening to her friend talk. I was wishing I had a speaker phone so I could hear what she was saying. The anxiety was building inside me.

"Uh-huh..." Cynthia said into the receiver. "Wait till I tell you...you won't believe....uh-huh, VERY good..." she looked up at me and winked. "No...no...it's just right, actually..." I saw her eyes drop to my cock. I imagined that Sara was asking for anatomical details, and my cock pulsed in Cynthia's hand.

"Yeah..it's big..." she continued, still looking at my cock. "Uh-uh...bigger.........God, no! Not THAT big!!" she laughed as I gave her a puzzled look. She smiled at me as she listened. "Tell you what..." she said finally. "If you promise to be good, I'll let you watch and find out for yourself...deal?" She laughed again and nodded. "Yeah...in fact I was just telling Jack about the time I stripped for you while you gave Andy a hand job... uh-huh...yeah...he enjoyed it a lot! He's hard as a rock right now..." Cynthia looked over at me and grinned.

"No..." she laughed, "Not yet... maybe I'll save it for you... Maybe...we'll see how things go... Okay, baby... I'll let you ask him.." She grinned again and handed the phone to me.

"She needs directions..." she panted, her eyes sparkling like diamonds. I sighed deeply, a grin spilling over my face as I brought the phone to my ear.

"Hi Sara..." I croaked. I cleared my throat as Cynthia chuckled at my discomfort. "Hi, Jack..." Sara's voice purred at the other end. "I hear you two are having a party..." Just the sound of her voice made my cock expand even more, but I fought to regain my composure.

"And we'd love for you to come..." I joked. Cynthia laughed and shook her head. Sara laughed also.

"I think I'll like that..." she purred sexily. "Do you mind if I bring my date. You kind of met this morning...And we were...uh...kind of in the middle of something... I'd hate to let him down..."

Her voice was driving me crazy, but I said that it would be more than fine and began to give her directions. In the middle of my directions, Cynthia smiled and slid slowly to her knees. She pulled my cock down until it was level with her mouth and began to lick my cockhead lightly as she stroked me up and down. I unconsciously groaned into the phone. Sara chuckled lightly, then let out a sigh.

"Is that girl sucking your cock, Jack...?" she breathed into the phone. I groaned again. "Yeah...she is..." I grunted through my teeth. I heard Sara sigh. "I want to watch her do that..." she whispered, "I want to watch her suck your hard cock..." Her breathing was getting raspy on the phone. "You know, Jack...Cyn and I have a lot in common...we both like to do that a lot." Another groan escaped my lips and Sara chuckled sexily. "Make sure she tells you about the first time she sucked a guy off, if she hasn't already. It's a pretty hot story..." She giggled into the phone, then paused. I could hear her labored breathing in my ear as I patiently waited for her to continue.

"Did you like watching me this morning...?", she whispered. She was teasing me now, and I, too sighed deeply. 

"Yeah....I did..." was all I could get out. I heard her chuckle. "Cyn has probably told you that I like to suck...hasn't she...?" Again I grunted my affirmation and heard her laugh. "Listen..." she breathed. I strained my ears as I heard wet, slobbery sucking noises pouring through the receiver. "I'm sucking Andy's cock right now... can you tell...?" I could very well imagine her stretched red lips. I felt like I'd dialed into a 900 number sex line and couldn't resist egging her on.

"Are you going to let him come in your mouth, Sara?" I panted into the phone. "Are you going to suck him off? Swallow his cum...?" I heard her groan and that made me smile. Two can play at the teasing game...

"Mmmmm....Jack...we're going to get along very well...I can tell already..." She was almost purring into the phone. "But no...I'm going to make him wait... I'm gonna wait until we get there... I want his balls really full...then I'll let you watch me suck him off...maybe make him jerk off on my face...Would you like to watch that, Jack?" I could only groan as Cynthia continued her oral torture of my own cock.




Cynthia Ch. 6



"I thought so...I liked watching Cyn jerk you off too....I guess we all like to show off, huh?" Her voice was driving me crazy, as was Cynthia's mouth on my cock. She was taking me deeper, sucking wetly up and down. "I liked the fact you were watching when he came in my mouth..." she breathed. "It made it more exciting to see I was turning you on...making your cock hard....Mmmmm...."

I couldn't take much more of this and my increased panting was obvious to Sara on the other end of the line. "Don't you dare come yet..." Sara continued sexily, "Wait until I get there...I think I want to watch you come..."

"Well, you'd better hurry..." I tried to sound like I was joking, but my voice cracked as I spoke. Sara's light laugh made me shiver.

"Okay" she said, "We'll be there in an hour...I need to find something to wear... Now, put Cynthia back on...if she can stop sucking your cock...I want to ask her what she's going to be wearing..." I groaned and pushed my cock deep into Cynthia's mouth. "Maybe we'll dance for you guys and watch you stroke your hard cocks for us..." I groaned again and Sara chuckled. "Then, maybe I'll ask Cynthia if I can help her do what she'd doing right now... I see you'd like that..." Sara giggled. "I know I would...licking your balls and your ass while Cyn sucks you off...Maybe she'll let me jerk you off on her tits. Then you could watch me lick your cum off of her... Mmmmmm....Put her on, Jack, and I'll ask her..."

I stumbled through a good-bye and held the phone down to Cynthia. She saw the receiver, but continued to suck me, making wet, sloppy noises as she did. I held the phone close to my cock, letting Sara listen to the wet, sloppy noises Cynthia was making. Then she pulled off me and reached for the phone. A thin streamer of pre-come stretched from her lip to the head of my cock, and she slurped it into her mouth before she spoke. "Uh-huh...?" she panted into the receiver.

"Yeah...I was....could you hear it?" she said, looking up at me. "He's got one of those cocks a girl can't resist..." She listened as Sara spoke to her, her eyes squinting up as they stared into mine.

"You've got a deal..." she smiled, her eyes still on mine. "Yeah...I have a feeling he'll like that..." She laughed at something Sara said. "Or on your face... He likes that, too..." she laughed. I could only imagine what Sara was saying but it excited me immensely as I listened in...

"Uh-huh....maybe...Do you want to watch Brad fucking me?" Cynthia looked up at me with smoldering eyes. "But I thought you were just sucking him off. Does this mean you two are getting serious?" Cynthia listened for a minute, then laughed. 

"Okay...I promise..." Cynthia said, standing up beside me. She cradled my head in her hand and smiled at me. "I'll make sure he doesn't come before you get here..." She grinned as I put a disappointed look on my face. Cynthia quickly said her goodbyes, hanging up the phone and turning to me.

"Looks like I have to share you, studly..." she said with a wink. She moved closer, putting her arms around me and pulling my face to her breasts. "I hope you don't mind..." I heard her say. I laughed as I captured a nipple between my teeth and chewed it gently. I shook my head, then pulled back, smiling.

"Anything for you, darling..." I said with a lecherous smile.

We decided to shower before Sara and Andy arrived. Although it wasn't a repeat of our afternoon shower, it was highly erotic. Cynthia used her soapy hands to stroke my cock until I was just this side of shooting, then she stepped back, releasing me and turning up the cold water. I yelled out, but she only chuckled, moving in and wrapping her hand around me again, repeating the process until I thought my balls would burst!

When she tried it a third time, I grabbed her and pulled her to me. I kissed her roughly, and turned her around. Forcefully, I bent her forward, pushing her ass towards me. She pretended to fight, but I held her fast with one hand and, with the other, guided my cock to her pussy. She groaned as I pushed past her lips and deep inside her with a single lunge.

"Let's try my way..." I said with a sinister growl. I began to fuck her rough and fast, driving my cock all the way into her, then pulling out...over and over...making her tits shake as they hung from her heaving chest. I felt the cum in my balls building again, and was sorely tempted to come inside her tight box, but I held out. As I felt my cum begin to rise, I pulled out of Cynthia and reached for the cold faucet.

I turned it up full blast, making Cynthia jump up and scream. She rushed over and turned it down, but it had served the purpose. My orgasm subsided, leaving my balls as full of semen as they'd ever been.

Cynthia smiled and smacked me on the shoulder, then regulated the temperature back to normal. I wasn't quite finished though... I turned her until her back was against the far wall and forced her to sit on the granite bench as I knelt in front of her. I grinned up at her as my hands spread her thighs as far apart as they would go. At the same time, I lowered my head, deeply breathing in the sweet aroma of her pussy, mingled with the soap. Cynthia groaned and spread her legs even farther apart, grasping the back of my head as I thrust my tongue deep inside her pussy. She made low animal noises as I began to suck and tongue fuck her, the spray from the shower cascading over my head as I tried to push her over the brink. It turned out that she was closer than I thought and as I sucked and tongued her pussy, I felt the convulsions begin to course through her body.

"Aaaaahhhhhghhhh...." She moaned as I began to suck and swallow the hot, thick cum that poured from her pussy as she suddenly began to come in my mouth. Ooohhh...Jack...oooohhh...fuck...ooohhh...FUCK...." She moaned as I ate her wildly. The noise of my swallowing transcended even the noise of the shower as she poured her love juice into my mouth and that only spurred her on to give me more. It was the thickest, sweetest cum I'd ever tasted and I knew then and there that I could live on this juice for the rest of my life! Fuck water and food! I could live the rest of my life strapped to a bed and drinking her cum morning noon and night!

But, once again, the water heater interrupted my thoughts and we both looked at each other with panicked expressions in our eyes! I grinned at her, quickly standing up and helping her to her quivering legs. It was one thing to turn the cold on ourselves. It was quite another to not have the warmth afterwards! We finished washing each other, and shut it down, stepping out of the shower onto the carpet. I heard the doorbell just as I'd finished drying myself off. Cynthia looked up and grinned.

"Party time!" she chuckled. "Are you ready for this??"

I smiled back. "Not at all, but I'll do my best..." I joked as I threw on a pair of sweat pants and ran to get the door. I opened it to see Sara's beautiful face smiling back at me. She wore a blue denim skirt and matching jacket over a wonderfully thin ribbed cotton t-shirt, and I had to fight with my eyes so as not to be rude. I welcomed them into the house, kissing Sara politely and shaking Andy's hand. I motioned them into the living room, intent on getting them comfortable before returning upstairs to finish dressing, but Sara stepped between us, letting Andy continue on into the living room while she detained me in the foyer. She smiled and kissed me, sliding her tongue deep into my mouth. Her eyes were wide open, staring into mine as she thrust her tongue deep inside. Her grin started as she kissed me, then spread over her face as she stepped back. Her long blond hair framed her face, giving her an extremely erotic look. 

"I like that taste that's in your mouth, Jack..." she purred, "I'm assuming it's not mouthwash..." I grinned at her and shrugged my shoulders.

"It's my favorite brand of mouthwash, Sara..." I teased, "And it's the best in the world..." Sara's eyes squinted sexily as she gave me a half grin.

"The world has a lot of flavors, Jack. You need to sample them all before you make up your mind about a favorite..." Her teasing was infectious and I found myself being drawn in to the game.

"I've been sampling different flavors since I was fifteen, Sara... You might say that I'm an aficionado of ...uh...flavors..." Sara grinned back at me as we saw Andy settle himself onto the couch. Obviously he had no problem with Sara's private conversation. She was obviously enjoying the flirting as much as I was and the burning in her eyes showed it. As soon as Andy had moved into the living room, she stepped closer to me, her arms wrapping around my waist and her breasts pressing against my chest as she grinned up at me.

"I'm a flavor tester myself, Jack..." Sara purred, "I've found that I pretty much like them all..." I smiled as I felt her hands sneak past the elastic waistband of my sweats and move to fondle my ass. "And I started my taste testing a year before you did..." She grinned as a low moan escaped my lips and her hand moved over my asscheeks, her fingers teasingly toying with the crack. "And if you play your cards right, Jack, I'll tell you all about it..." She pressed her hips forward against my now hard cock and began to rotate lightly.

"Cynthia says you enjoy hearing about her...uh...early experiences... I get off on that too..." She leaned back, pressing her pussy against my raging cock. "Mmmm...that feels good, Jack. I'll tell you what... If you tell me yours, I'll tell you about mine... deal?" She looked into my eyes with a smoldering gaze and I nodded my head, pressing my cock tighter against her belly.

"Kind of like I'll show you mine if you show me yours?" I replied with a smile, enjoying this game immensely. Sara grinned back as one hand moved to the front of my sweatpants. Her fingers teased my balls lightly, the moved higher, running over my throbbing cock before curling tightly around it. She smiled up at me as she began to stroke me slowly.

"Something like that Jack..." she whispered into my ear. "But it's more like: I'll come in your mouth if you'll come in mine... Wouldn't that be more fun?" I could only stare down at her as she continued to jerk me off inside my pants. This girl was incredibly hot and it took every ounce of stamina I possessed to keep from coming in her hand. She grinned as I continued to stare at her with fiery eyes.

"I'll take that as a yes then..." she breathed. She stepped back, looking down between us as she stroked my cock. "Mmmm..." she intoned, "Cynthia was telling the truth when she said you had a great cock, Jack... And you get so wet... I love that..." She used her finger to milk a thick flow of precome from my cock, then spread it over my head and shaft as she looked back into my eyes. Raising herself up onto her toes, she brought her face close to mine, her tongue sliding over my lips as she whispered to me...

"You know, Jack... I love the fact that none of us have to pretend about what's going to happen tonight... It gets me really hot to be able to play this way. To know that it's okay to let the 'slut' come out... To know we're all going to suck each other..." Her hand teased madly up and down my throbbing cock... "Fuck each other... Mmmmm...does that turn you on too, Jack...?" She grinned as I sighed and nodded my head slowly, wallowing in her words like a happy pig in warm mud... Sara was obviously enjoying her teasing as she continued...

"So sometime tonight I'm going to suck your big cock, Jack... And I'm going to make you come in my mouth... Then I'm going to keep your cum in my mouth and treat it like a fine wine...rolling it over my tongue... Just to see if Cyn is telling the truth when she says you've got the sweetest cum she's ever had... Are you ready to be rated, Jack?" Sara's hand moved ever so slowly up and down my cock as she stared into my eyes. Her teasing was seriously getting to me and I could feel the cum boiling inside my aching balls. I tried to smile as I raised my hands, pushing her jacket open and cupping both of her breasts. I could feel her nipples hardening against my palms even through the ribbed t-shirt she was wearing. Sara simply smiled, pressing her hips against me as she leaned back. She pressed her hand further inside my sweats, letting her palm move down to cup my balls and, at the same time sliding her middle finger between my asscheeks. The sensation was incredible! She let me pull the thin cotton fabric of her t-shirt down, exposing both of her tits. She moaned as I gently pinched her nipples and grinned up at me as I fucked my slippery cock against her forearm.

"You could rate me right now, Sara..." I wheezed, moving one hand to her face and running my finger over her full lips. Sara smiled and snaked her tongue out, wetting my finger before letting her lips part to draw my finger inside her mouth. She stared into my eyes as she slowly moved her face back and forth, sucking my finger like it was a cock until I groaned. Sara grinned and began teasing my cockhead with her thumb, spreading the flowing pre-come over my head before resuming her agonizingly teasing stroking. She slowly shook her head as her tongue wet her lips erotically.

"I would love to suck you off right now, Jack... I really would. I'm guessing Cyn has told you about my little cocksucking fetish..." Again, she took my finger deep into her mouth, sucking heartily on it. "But I promised Cyn that I'd let her watch me do Andy first. You can watch me suck my boyfriend off first... That way you'll know what's coming. So to speak..." She giggled at her own joke and squeezed my cock lightly before withdrawing her hand from my sweats. She locked her eyes on mine as she sensuously began to lick my pre-come from her fingers. She was almost panting as I continued to fondle her breasts.

"Do you like my tits, Jack...?" she asked rhetorically. I nodded and pinched her nipples lightly. "I thought you would... I love the feel of your hands on them..." Once again her tongue moved over her full lips. "And I'd love to feel your hard cock sliding between them....fucking them...Mmmm...Would you like that, Jack...do you want to fuck my tits? Slide you hard cock between my tits and come on my face? Oh...fuck..I'm getting really hot, Jack...your hands are so fucking good..." Her grin faltered as she moved forward again, slipping her hand back inside my pants and gripping my hard-on.

Mmm...Jack...I wish I could suck you off right now...right here...Mmmm...Cyn says you come like a horse...I can't wait to feel you come in my mouth..." Sara's eyes were closed as she whisperingly rambled on...Her every word driving me closer and closer to the edge. Then suddenly, she stopped and stepped back, pulling her hand again from my pants. "But I promised Cyn that she could direct things... It wouldn't be fair if I sucked you off first..."

I groaned out loud but tried to resign myself to the situation. I knew that Sara was teasing me on purpose. Expertly working me up to a fever pitch, as if I needed more work in that area... Sara recognized the fruits of her labor and gave me an evil grin.

"It wouldn't be fair, you know?" she said with a smile as she pulled her thin t-shirt up and over her tits. Her nipples pushed against the cotton, creating two delicious looking tents in the fabric.

"And we're being rude leaving Andy in there all by himself..." Sara said, stepping back and running her hands over her own tits. I sighed deeply as I watched her magnificent tits get covered up, then grinned and shrugged my shoulders as I pointed the way to the living room. Sara winked at me as she passed and I hurriedly adjusted the throbbing bulge in my sweatpants as if I thought it would do any good at all...

"Sorry for the way I'm dressed..." I said to no one in particular as we entered the living room. I was trying to sound calm and nonchalant and failed miserably at both. "I just got out of the shower.." Sara and I had been in the foyer for only minutes, but it seemed like an eon. I hoped that Andy wouldn't notice the bulge in my sweats or, if he did, wouldn't be upset. There was no way I wanted anything to sour this night!

"You look fine to me.." Sara teased, her eyes dancing over my muscular chest and then over my crotch. I couldn't control my too-teased cock as it began to throb again under her gaze. I grinned and motioned her into the living room, then I quickly turned towards the bar to make us all drinks before going ot get dressed. Even though, as Sara had said, we all knew what was going to be happening, for whatever reason, it was more erotic to me to be staring the evening off equally dressed. 

Sara was sitting next to Andy on the couch when I returned. Andy was dressed casually, in a pair of loose Dockers and a polo shirt. Sara was also casual, but in an incredibly sexy way. The denim skirt and jacket hid just enough of her body to make her even more enticing. She crossed her legs as I handed her drink to her and I caught a glimpse of the tops of her stockings and a dark blue garter. She grinned when she saw me looking and her foot bobbed sexily.

I handed Andy's drink to him and offered a toast. Sara leaned back and let her jacket open, showing off her still hard nipples. The scoop of the neckline stopped just above her tits, but the stretching I'd given it a few moments ago made it blouse out, revealing nearly half of her breasts. The effect was tantalizingly sexy. The thin cotton hugged her breasts, showing off every curve and slope and allowing her nipples to push clearly through. I had to pull my eyes away from her. I made an excuse to go and check on Cynthia and limped from the room and up the stairs.

Cynthia turned as I walked into the room, and faced me with her legs spread and her hands on her hips. I gasped at the sight of her. She was resplendent in a maroon silk dress that hugged her tits as it hung loosely from the spaghetti straps on her shoulders. The bottom hem reached just past mid thigh. Her legs were covered with dark red stockings held up with a matching garter belt.

"I know you like the garter thing..." she said softly. She smiled and raised her hands over her head, the movement raising the hem of her dress above the tops of her stockings. When I sighed my appreciation, she lowered her hands to the skirt, slowly hiking it higher until I could see that she was naked underneath, her trimmed bush peeking out from under the silk.

"Gorgeous..." I moaned, smiling at her. "Absolutely gorgeous..." Tearing my eyes from her, I spied the pants and shirt she'd laid out on the bed for me. "Thanks..." I said, pulling my sweatpants down and freeing my semi-hard cock. I grinned as I saw Cynthia's eyes drop to my crotch and I flexed that special muscle, making my cock dance for her as I put on my shirt. She smiled and licked her lips as I stepped into my pants. My cock got hard under her sexy gaze and I let it poke through the zippered opening, pausing as I let her stare.

"I love your cock, Jack...." Cynthia breathed. "It's so fucking hard..." I grinned at the compliment and trapped my cock inside the loose cotton pants, winking at her as I zipped up and fastened my belt. 

"So let's have a party, shall we?" she laughed, dropping her arms and taking my hand. We walked through the hall and down to the first landing, before she stopped me. "I was watching you and Sara in the foyer..." she said softly. I turned and looked at her with concern.

"And are you upset?" I asked sincerely. Cynthia grinned sexily and shook her head.

"I'm incredibly turned on..." she whispered. "You made me so fucking hot I could fuck you right here... I really thought she was going to jerk you off...make you come in her hand..."

"She almost did..." I laughed. "But she said she'd promised you something else..." Cynthia's smile grew into a grin as she nodded her head.




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"Yeah..." she said dreamily, "

"I told her I wanted to watch her blow her boyfriend first... Like put on a show for us. I think that will be really hot... I just want us to watch, you know?" She looked up at me and returned my grin as she pressed against me. "Then I want to watch her suck your cock, Jack..." She grinned at me when I moaned. "Then I want you to fuck me until I can't stand up... Is that okay with you?" Her hand moved forward, cupping my balls through my pants and squeezing lightly. "Is it okay if Sara gives you a blow job tonight? For me?" I grinned down at her and nodded my head.

"If you insist. I mean, whatever makes you happy, sugar...I think it's the least I can do..."

Cynthia smiled back and shook her head. "It won't be close to your 'least' Jack. I'm going to wear you out tonight if that's okay..." 

Just at that moment, a sound worked its way up the stairs and Cynthia paused, her head cocked like a spaniel. A grin grew on her face as she recognized the sounds of passion...

"Listen..." Cynthia said. Sure enough, as I focused my attention, I could hear the sounds of hard breathing, occasionally broken by a passionate moan. Cynthia smiled and led me on down the stairs. The sight that greeted us made me glad that we'd taken our nap earlier. The night was young, but it was obviously starting to heat up quickly...

End of Chapter 6... Stay tuned...

Copyright 2001 by Mark Singer and SingerTales, Inc.



Cynthia Ch. 7



Cynthia and I quietly made our way down the stairs to the living room. We paused for a moment to watch Sara and Andy on the couch, then stepped over to the bar, where I poured each of us a drink. Then, smiling knowingly at each other, we toasted to the evening and walked back into the living room, standing a few feet from our guests.

Sara had removed her jacket and was kneeling on the leather couch, leaning over Andy's lap. Her skirt had ridden high on her legs, almost over her wonderful, pear-shaped ass and showing off her dark blue garter belt underneath, as well as her matching stockings. Her ass was raised high in the air, showing us that she was also panty-less as her hips moved in time with her head. The scene was straight out of one of my many mid-sleep fantasies. And, add to that the fact that this vision of ass-in-the-air loveliness was Sara...Sara who a few minutes earlier had had her fingers around my hard cock as she slowly stroked me to the very edge of coming...staring into my eyes as she told me how badly she wanted my cock in her mouth...between her tits... About how it would turn her on if I watched her blow her boyfriend...How much it would excite her for me to watch her make her boyfriend come... Damn! I've never in my life gotten so hard so quickly! It was instant hard!

Andy was laying back into the couch with his head thrown back on the cushions. As Cynthia and I moved into the living room, we maneuvered to a position where we had a clear view of Sara's mouth as she moved her lips up and down Andy's shaft. Her eyes were open as she sucked him, and she turned them to us as we stood in front of them.

"Hi guys..." she breathed, sliding Andy's cock out of her mouth, "Sorry, but Andy just couldn't wait..." She winked and returned her mouth to the cock in front of her. Andy moaned as she slid him deep into her mouth, moving her head up and down again. His balls were already covered with a wet combination of pre-come and saliva. I heard Cynthia sigh as her hand moved behind me and over my ass. We both stood swaying slightly in front of the couch, watching Sara work her magic, then Cynthia moved behind me, sliding both hands over my hips and towards the front. And after a few agonizing seconds, her fingers found my hard-on, squeezing it through my pants... I leaned back slightly, loving the feel of her fingers, then feeling them move higher...

Sara's eyes moved back and forth between Cynthia's and my own as she sensuously teased Andy's cock with her tongue and her lips. "I told Andy about our plan, Cyn..." she said, in between licks, "He was a little nervous at first, but I think he's okay about it now..." She grinned and took Andy's cock deep into her mouth, holding it there as her cheeks indented and her tongue moved in circles. Slowly she pulled her mouth off him, making loud, slurping noises as she raised her head and turned to her boyfriend. "Are you okay about showing off for our friends, Andy...?", Sara teased, stroking his cock against her cheek. Andy cracked his eyes open and managed a weak grin as he nodded. Then his head fell back against the cushions. Sara giggled and ran her tongue around his cockhead as she looked back at Cynthia and I.

"I think he's okay with it..." she mused with a sexy grin, looking into my eyes. "How about you, Jack? Are you doing okay? Do you like watching me suck my boyfriend's cock...?" She winked and closed her lips around Andy's shaft, keeping her eyes locked on mine as she moved her mouth up and down the wet shaft. She already knew the answer to her own question, and her eyes moved down to Cynthia's hands for confirmation.

Cynthia was calmly unzipping my pants and she slipped her hand inside, finding my naked, hard cock with her fingers and wrapping them around the shaft. She began to stroke me as she watched her roommate suck. Sara turned again and smiled around Andy's hard-on as she wiped it over her wet lips. "Andy was a little nervous about playing with you guys..." she panted in between licks of Andy's cockhead. "But after I told him I would suck his cock all night, he was more agreeable..." She turned to Andy and took his impressively thick cock deep into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down until he began to moan. "Weren't you, Andy...?" Sara teased, licking his cockhead once again. Andy didn't answer except for a groan and a nod. His eyes were still closed as his head lay back on the couch. It was obvious he was fighting off his impending orgasm. Sara knew this also, but continued to tease him. And me, for that matter...

"But I think what convinced him to party with us was when I told him that Cynthia might help me suck his cock..." She looked up at Cynthia and grinned, rubbing Andy's throbbing cock over her face until her cheeks shown with a glaze of pre-come. "A few weeks ago, Cynthia was ready to help me suck him off, but I guess I was a little to fast with my hands...I ended up jerking him off onto my tits... Ever since then he's been fantasizing about her sucking his cock...haven't you, Andy...?" Andy grunted and nodded his head, his eyes still closed as he appeared to fight off his urge to come. "Ever since then I've been telling Andy how much you like hard cocks, Cyn... How we'd sit up at night and you'd tell me all about how you like to tease a cock until it's ready to explode...how you love to feel a hard cock come in your mouth..." Andy groaned and Sara grinned, pleased that her words were getting him closer. "And when I'd tell him, his cock would get sooo hard...like it is right now..." She looked up at Andy as she licked his cockhead. "Do you want to come now, Andy...?" she teased as her hand moved up and down his shaft. "Do you want me to make you come in my mouth...?" Andy threw his head back once again and groaned in agony as Sara bowed her head and took his cock deep into her throat, letting him slowly fuck her mouth...

Cynthia sighed and began to stroke my cock. Then, still keeping eye contact with Sara, she released my cock and unbuckled my belt before twisting the top button that held it all together. She let my pants drop to my knees, releasing my cock before returning her fingers to it. I saw Sara's eyes drop to my cock and I groaned as her tongue moved over her lips. By themselves, each of these girls seemed to be absolute masters at teasing a man. Working as a team their abilities were beyond description, and once again I was going nuts! Sara continued to tease and lick her boyfriend's cock as Cynthia stroked my hard-on in front of her...

Cynthia leaned forward, pressing her tits into my back as her tongue licked the inside of my ear. "You like watching Sara suck cock, don't you, Jack..." she panted into my ear. "Mmmm...look at her ass sticking up in the air...She's such a slut... She's such a cocksucking slut...but you like that don't you Jack...You love a woman who enjoys showing off..." I began to pant also as Cynthia's hand worked up and down my cock. The combination of watching Sara smearing her boyfriend's pre-come over her lips and face and Cynthia's slow and expert masturbation of my cock was making me crazy. Adding to that was Cynthia's erotic whispering in my ear...

"I promised Sara that she could suck your cock, Jack..." Cynthia continued, "I told her how big and hard your cock got... I told her what a great fuck you were...how wonderful your hard cock felt in my ass...in my pussy...Mmmm...how much you shoot when I suck you off...Mmmm...you see that she loves it don't you, Jack..."

Sara was listening to Cynthia's ramble as she rubbed Andy's hard-on over her smiling lips. She looked up at me as she took his cock deep into her mouth, staring into my eyes as she sucked his cock, bobbing her head rapidly up and down. Then she stopped, letting Andy's cock slide from her lips and rubbing it over her cheek again.

"Andy said he wasn't sure about watching me with another man, but I really think he'll be okay." Sara breathed, looking up at me. "Cynthia told me all about your little party with the neighbors...How incredible it was to have two cocks in her mouth... Mmmm...to have so much cum in her mouth... It really turned me on, you know?" Andy and I both groaned at the same time and Sara grinned. "Cynthia said she might let me suck your cock...just as an experiment, you know..." I grinned down at her and nodded.

"For Andy's sake..." I said with a chuckle. Sara grinned and nodded, sucking lightly on Andy's cockhead.

"Just to see if he minds watching me..." she purred. "Of course, you'll have to come in my mouth...for the full experiment..." She heard my groan and smiled. "Or at least on my face..." she sighed. "But I'll have to suck you off. I hope you don't mind..." Her hot, sexy grin, as she teased me, was driving me crazy.

I swallowed hard, trying to control myself and maintain some semblance of composure. "I'll do my best..." I croaked. She grinned and took Andy's cock into her mouth, sucking him wetly as she maintained eye contact with me. When she pulled her lips off him again, a long rivulet of thick pre-come dangled from her chin. She looked incredibly sexy. Her short skirt was now around her waist, and she let her thighs part as my eyes moved over them, showing off her closely trimmed pussy.

"Cynthia taught me how to tease a guy until his balls are really full..." Sara panted. She smiled and sucked Andy's cock deep into her mouth bobbing her head up and down until he began to groan and fuck her mouth. She quickly pulled off, squeezing the base of his cock as she grinned up at me. "He really comes a lot when I do this to him..." she teased, finally releasing her hold on his cock. "I was sucking him off when you guys called and I had to promise him all sorts of things to get him to stop fucking my mouth..." I stared, transfixed as she teased her boyfriend.

"Do you like watching me suck Andy's cock?" Sara a asked innocently, covering his cockhead with her lips. "I know Cyn likes it...She told me that she loves to watch them come...sometimes she's a bigger slut than I am..." Sara grinned and opened her legs wide. I groaned as I watched her glistening pussy lips part slightly. "So...do you like watching me sucking a cock so close? Or does it bother you?" I smiled as best I could and shook my head, enjoying the game. "Would it bother you to watch Cyn sucking Andy's cock...?" she purred. "It was kinda one of the promises I made..." I could see where this was going, and decided to play along.

"I'm not sure..." I said, trying to sound cool and collected. "I guess if she wanted to, I could maybe accept it. But how will I ever know for sure...?"

This made Sara laugh and Cynthia joined her. Soon we were all laughing at Sara's little game. With the exception of Andy, that is. He was trying to smile, but was managing just a painful grimace. I looked at Cynthia who had her eyes fixed on Andy's long, thick cock as Sara rolled it over her face. I could tell her mouth was watering. I leaned over and 'whispered' to her.

"It's in the interests of science, sugar. Would you mind helping Sara...?" Cynthia looked up at me and smiled. 

"But what about this guy?" Cynthia breathed, squeezing my hard-on as she stroked it. "Will he be okay by himself?" I chuckled and dropped my hand, covering hers and following her slow stroking.

"I think I can keep him happy...for a little while, anyway... "Better hurry..." I teased, "You experiment is going to come soon."

Cynthia squeezed my cock and withdrew her hand. Stepping over to the couple on the couch, she dropped slowly to her knees. Andy groaned as he watched her approach, knowing what was going to happen. I watched with voyeuristic glee as Cynthia leaned forward and ran her tongue along Andy's shaft as it moved in and out of Sara's mouth. Sara grinned and pulled her lips off him, pushing Andy's cockhead towards Cynthia with a grin.

Cynthia smiled and looked up at Andy. "Are you sure this is okay, Andy...? Is it okay If I suck your thick hard cock...?" Andy stared into her eyes for a few seconds, then let his head drop back onto the back of the couch, unable to reply. Sara grinned and held his cock out to Cynthia's lips, stroking him slowly.

Cynthia grinned her thanks and opened her mouth, leaning forward and taking Andy's cock inside. When Andy looked down to see Cynthia sucking his cock, he groaned and pushed his hips up, burying his cock in her mouth. She held her face still, just using her tongue as Andy pushed in and out.

I looked over to see Sara staring at me, and I stepped out of my pants, then stood in front of her, slowly stroking my hard cock. Her tongue poked out as I began to stroke it in front of her, grinning excitedly. What a pair these two were. Lord, was I a lucky man! Sara lowered a hand between her legs, running her fingers over her pussy as her eyes moved back and forth from my cock to my eyes. She made certain I was watching as she parted her lips and slowly slid her middle finger deep inside her pussy. I groaned again, stroking my cock in front of her as I watched her finger fuck herself.

"Does it bother you to watch Cynthia sucking my boyfriend's hard cock, Jack...?" Sara panted. I grinned and shook my head. "Or is this turning you on?" 

"Does this look like it's bothering me?" I rasped, slowly stroking my hard-on on front of her face. Sara smiled sexily and dropped her eyes to my cock. Her tongue moved along her bottom lip as she shook her head.

"And what if she makes him come in her mouth, Jack...? Will that bother you...? Watching her swallow Andy's cum...?" she teased. Again, I shook my head, wondering how much of this game I was going to be able to handle. "Cynthia's as much of a cum slut as you are, Sara... And I love watching her go for it..." I grinned down at her. "But you know that don't you?"

I stepped closer, stroking my cock just inches away from Sara's smiling face. She stared at my cock, licking her lips, but made no move to touch me. Things were proceeding at a much faster pace than I'd anticipated and I was going crazy with lust! I saw Cynthia reach a hand out and find Sara's stockinged thigh. She continued to suck on Andy's cock as she worked her hand higher. Sara sighed and got up on her knees on the couch, leaning forward to join Cynthia's face at Andy's crotch. Cynthia pulled her mouth off, turning her head to sloppily kiss her roommate before they both turned back to his throbbing pole. I couldn't just watch anymore. 

I moved behind Sara, my cock throbbing at the sight of her firm, naked ass sticking up in the air. I climbed onto the couch behind her and pushed her skirt higher...Her movement had made it drop enough to cover her ass, but I moved it up until it was back around her waist. She moaned and spread her legs further apart. I grinned and leaned forward, running my cockhead up and down her crack, feeling her wetness combine with my flowing pre-come. I stayed that way, watching over Sara's shoulder as she and Cynthia worked on Andy's cock. Both their tongues blazed over his cockhead as Sara stroked him up and down. His pre-come was flowing like a river from the expanding slit in the head and every so often one girl or the other would lean forward and suck it into her mouth, making him groan, then teasingly pulling her lips off him. They delighted in bringing him to the edge, then pulling back, his agonized groans spurring them on. Every so often, the girls would place their wet lips on either side of his throbbing cock, licking his shaft as he fucked his cock between their faces. And, as before, they would let him almost reach the point of no return before pulling away...letting his cock bob in the air as they waited for his need to come subside... 

As I watched them perform, I felt Cynthia's fingers against my balls, tickling and fingering them. I sighed and continued to rub my cock against Sara's crack, from her clitoris to the top of her ass. Cynthia's hand moved higher. She encircled my cock with two fingers and her thumb and began to assist my teasing of Sara. She tipped me downwards on my next pass and I felt my cockhead slip between Sara's pussy lips. Sara groaned and pushed her hips back...inviting me deeper. I willingly obliged, pushing my cock inside of her as I felt Cynthia's fingers move up to tease her clitoris. Sara groaned and took Andy into her mouth, sucking him hard up and down as I began to fuck her with the same rhythm. Her pussy was incredibly tight around my cock as I reached down with both hands to hold her hips, pulling out of her slowly, then sliding the full length inside...again and again.

I felt as if I was in a dream...slowly fucking this gorgeous blond as I watched my girlfriend greedily licking another man's cock and balls. I had always fantasized about this kind of thing but, at the same time, I'd wondered if I would be able to deal with it properly. Even after our encounter with Jim and Anne next door, I held on to some doubts. Now that it was actually happening those doubts vanished as if they'd never existed. I was every bit as turned on by watching Cynthia suck Andy's cock as I had been watching her with Jim. And the realization that I was actually sliding my cock in and out of Sara's tight young pussy made the reality pure heaven. I found myself grinning and almost laughing out loud from happiness!

I could feel my cum beginning to boil, but I held back, knowing it would be worth the wait. I slowly pulled out of Sara's tight pussy, trying to make my own need for orgasm subside as I rested my shaft on the comparatively cool surface of her ass. Immediately, though, I felt Cynthia's hand wrap around me. I looked over to see her smiling up at me as Sara returned her mouth to Andy's cock. She winked and began to slide my cock up and down Sara's crack again. I leaned back and let her play...using my cock like a dildo on her friend. The feeling was magnificent and it allowed me time to come down a little. Cynthia stopped manipulating my cock, and gave me one of her "Groucho Marx" raised eyebrow looks. She ran my cockhead through Sara's wet pussy lips, then back, pausing when I reached her tight bud of an asshole. Cynthia began to rub my cockhead against Sara's tight hole, making me groan. She continued to stare into my eyes as she tried to push me deeper, forcing my head forward. I noticed that Sara had stopped moving her head up and down on Andy's cock. She felt the pressure against her asshole and was concentrating on the sensation. Then, as if she had made a decision, she pushed her ass backwards, against my probing cock. Cynthia smiled and began to work my cock around in tight circles, as if trying to drill me into her roommate's ass. Cynthia leaned forward, licking Sara's ear as she began to tease...

"Do you want Jack's hard cock in your ass, Sara? I know you do... You're such a slut, Sara... Such a cock slut... Do you want my new boyfriend's hard cock in your ass, slut? Do you want him to fuck your ass?" Cynthia continued to rub my cockhead over Sara's ass as she rambled on. I wondered how much more of this I could take... "I'm going to slide Jack's hard cock in your ass, Sara" Cynthia wheezed. "And I'm gonna suck your boyfriend's cock while my boyfriend fucks your ass...Mmmmm... You are such a slut, Sara... If there were ten guys here you'd take every cock wouldn't you?" 

Sara was beginning to groan over and over as Cynthia teased her asshole with my cock. Finally, I decided to help, pushing forward slowly. I felt her relax, and my cockhead slipped past her tight ring and into her ass. Just an inch or two, but the feeling was indescribable! She groaned low in her throat, and paused, then she began to wiggle her ass from side to side as she pushed against me. I grinned and pushed a little deeper, beginning to fuck her slowly and gently as more of my cock disappeared inside her. As we set up a rhythm, she pulled her mouth from Andy's cock and raised her torso up. Cynthia's head went down, taking Sara's place on Andy's cock as Sara turned to her boyfriend and kissed him passionately. She pulled back, but kept her face right in front of his, looking into his eyes. 




Cynthia Ch. 7



"Jack is fucking my ass, Andy...Uunggghhh...oh, god...his cock is so big in my ass...it feels so good..." She was panting into Andy's face as I fucked her with long strokes, and her words were obviously having an effect on him. "I want you to fuck me tonight, Andy..." Sara continued, "I want to feel your hard cock inside me... Mmmm...wherever you want it...in my pussy...my ass...I just want you to fuck me hard..."

Andy's hips began to move up and down and he stared into Sara's eyes as he fucked his cock into Cynthia's greedy mouth. I watched as Cynthia took him deep, letting him pass into her throat, then running her tongue over his cockhead and grinning up at him when he pulled back. I watched with voyeuristic delight as Cynthia rubbed Andy's cockhead over her lips and cheeks, smearing his thick pre-come over her lower face until it gleamed. She looked incredibly sexy as she smiled around his cock in her mouth. Her eyes fixed on mine, as if she knew how much it was turning me on to watch her. 

"Do you want to come in her mouth, Andy...?" Sara whispered into her boyfriend's ear. What an amazingly erotic pair these two girls were! I had to admit that listening to her tease her boyfriend was turning me on at the same time. I began to fuck her ass harder, sinking my entire cock into her tight asshole, feeling my swollen balls slap against her pussy. She groaned each time my cock sank home, but continued with her erotic litany. "Do you like fucking Cynthia's mouth, Andy...? Do you like the way Cynthia is sucking your cock? Do you see how sexy she looks with your cum all over her face...? I know she's a good cocksucker...she told me she loves to suck on a cock until it comes... She loves it as much as I do...I love it when you come in my mouth, Andy..." Sara began to lick Andy's face as she talked, running her tongue over his lips and chin.

"Come in her mouth, Andy...come in her hot mouth...she wants to taste your hot thick cum on her tongue...I've told her how much you shoot...told her how hot and thick it is... And I know I've gotten your balls full, haven't I? Don't hold it back, lover... She wants to drink it...swallow your hot thick cum...Come in her mouth while Jack fucks my asshole...come in her mouth, Andy... I'll let you fuck my ass next...It's not like really fucking, Andy...So you won't be cheating on your little girlfriend... Then you can fuck me like you want to..."

Andy's hips began to move faster, his cock sinking to the hilt into Cynthia's mouth. Her breathing was ragged as she anticipated his orgasm, her cheeks sunk in from her voracious sucking. He began to groan. "Come..." Sara whispered one more time, then leaned forward again, laying her head next to Cynthia's. "I want to watch you come in her mouth..." Her tongue flicked out, licking his shaft as it slid in and out of Cynthia's lips.

Andy groaned and raised his hips high, burying his cock inside Cynthia's mouth. He groaned like a tortured animal and his hips bucked, and I heard Cynthia moan as her mouth filled with his hot, thick seed. Her eyes locked on mine as he began to come in her mouth and I watched her throat move as she noisily swallowed. She was smiling as he came, her eyes locked on mine because she knew I loved to watch her swallow. She opened her lips, showing me the thick pool of semen on her tongue, letting me watch as Andy came again in her mouth, his next blast nearly filling her it to overflowing. She smiled at me, then closed her lips and moaning as Andy fired another huge load. 

Then, pulling back, Cynthia let Andy come once more, filling her mouth before she pulled him out and turned his cockhead to Sara who wrapped her lips around him just as he bucked again. Sara smiled around his cock as he came, obviously pleased with the success of her teasing, and impressed by the copious flow she was being rewarded with. She looked slyly up at me and let her lips part slightly...letting a thin river of semen pour over her chin before swallowing theatrically..

I watched as if I was in a dream, still fucking in and out of Sara's tight ass as she bobbed her head up and down on Andy's cock. When she felt him tense again, she pulled her mouth from his cock and turned it back to Cynthia just as he erupted. Even I was amazed at the amount of cum still left in his balls! I watched with incredulity as a huge stream of semen sprayed from his cockhead and spilled wetly over Cynthia's cheek. Both girls began to laugh and giggle as their tongues flew over his exposed cockhead. I don't mind saying that I was quite impressed with the sheer amount of cum that this kid was producing! I'd always been quietly proud of my own production abilities, but this guy was beating my best! And the girls made it quite obvious that they too were pleased as Andy fired another big blast of semen into the air between them. I watched as it rained down onto their smiling faces. Realizing that Sara regularly swallowed this kid's loads increased my sense of admiration for her also!

When he finally finished, Andy collapsed back onto the couch, his chest heaving and his eyes tightly closed. The ladies continued to giggle as they licked his cum from his shaft and from each other's faces. Sara sat back against my cock, pushing it deep into her asshole. I had stopped my fucking as I watched them suck Andy's cock and moaned as Sara's tight ass enveloped me once more. Cynthia stood up in front of me, a conspirator's grin on her face. She slid her hand between my belly and Sara's ass, grasping my buried cock with two fingers.

"Did you like that, Jack?" Cynthia teased as she wiped a globule of Andy's semen from her chin and sucked it into her mouth. "Did you like watching me suck Andy off?" I nodded as I tried to grin back at her. The resultant grimace was due to the level of concentration that was required to keep from coming at that very moment. Cynthia recognized my plight and grinned. "I know you did...I could tell... You get off on watching me suck other guys off, don't you Jack...?" She leaned forward and kissed me as she continued to play with my cock. "I like that about you..." she chuckled. "Maybe I'm starting to fall in love with you after all..."

"And I know you liked fucking Sara's tight little ass..." she teased, squeezing my cock with her fingers. Sara began to squeeze her ass muscles against me, milking my cock. As an answer to Cynthia's question, I pulled my cock out, letting her watch as I slid it back in. Her tongue poked out to lick her lips, and she brought her other hand up to cup her breast. "Now watch this..." she said with a grin. When I pulled out again, Cynthia leaned forward, running her tongue over my cock. I stayed out as long as I could, groaning in amazement as I watched Cynthia lick my cock, then I pushed forward, burying my cock in Sara's ass.

"You want to come in her ass...don't you?" Cynthia panted. "Come in her ass like you came in mine... Mmmmm... I know that would feel good, but I promised her something else..." I looked at her with the question in my eyes, and she smiled.

"You know how much I liked it when you came on my face...when I jerked you off all over my face...god, that was so fucking hot..." Her eyes closed as she remembered last night. "I want to watch you do that to Sara..." Cynthia said, almost whispering as she opened her eyes. "Hot, thick cum all over her face... She loves it, but most of the guys she's been out with have a problem with that...Yeah, I know...What-EVER... .Yeah, well... Will you do that for me? Come on her face? on her neck and tits...?" I looked up at her and grinned, not really believing what was happening at the moment... I mean, please! I'm fucking the ass of a drop dead, gorgeous blond while my girlfriend is begging me to come on said blonde's face... I've died and gone to heaven, right?

She grinned as I began to fuck in and out involuntarily. "Yeah..." she continued, "Fuck her ass until you're ready to shoot...then you can come on her face...Right in front of her boyfriend...Mmmm...Oh, I want to see that...yeah... then you both can watch me lick it all off...See what a cum slut I am...Oh, Jack I want to taste your cum in my mouth again..."

Cynthia's hot talk drove me over the edge. I knew that I couldn't take any more as I groaned and pulled my cock from Sara's amazingly tight asshole. Grinning, Sara turned quickly as I stood up, lying on her back and propping her neck and shoulders up against the padded arm of the couch as I knelt over her, straddling her hips. I'm sure my face was contorted with lust as I reached down to stroke my cock. Sara stared up at me, her mouth open and grinning.

"Do it..." she urged, "Let me watch you jerk off... Come on me...come on my face... my tits...shoot your hot fucking cum all over me...drown me with it..." Her eyes were filled with lust as she cupped and fondled her firm tits. Her tongue made sensual circles around her lips as she held her mouth open...

To have this gorgeous young girl beg me to come on her face, while smiling and licking her lips was an incredible experience for both my eyes and my ears. I stroked my cock slowly, wanting to make this moment last while, at the same time, my balls screamed for release. I leaned closer, hovering over Sara's tits. My cockhead was only inches from Sara's beautiful face when I felt Cynthia behind me. She'd gotten on her knees and was licking my asscheeks as she reached between my legs to gently tease my full balls. I groaned and felt the cum racing up my expanding shaft.

Just before I exploded, I felt Cynthia separate my asscheeks with her hands and push her tongue into my crack. She began to lick my asshole, tonguing me and pushing past my ring and I moaned out loud...

My cum erupted like a small explosion, shooting like a missile across the small space between my cockhead and Sara's face. She mewled when it hit her, splashing thickly over her lips as it landed just under her nose.

"Oh...YEAH!" she moaned as her tongue shot out. "It's so fucking hot! Give it to me!!"

Cynthia continued to lick my asshole as I fired again, covering Sara's cheek and shooting into her long, blonde hair. Sara's hand moved up, covering my own and jerking me off as she directed my next blast over her neck and tits, before releasing me and letting me spray her face once more. The sight of her grinning face being covered with my cum was a major turn on, and I pushed my hips forward, sliding my cock between her lips as I let go once more. Sara's eyes closed to sexual slits as I filled her mouth. I slowly fucked her mouth, feeling her tongue teasing me, then pulled back, letting my cockhead rest on her lower lip as I shot again into her open mouth.

I began to laugh with sexual glee as I watched my come flow over Sara's gorgeous face and down her neck. It was so erotic to see the look of pure pleasure as she received my love offering. I continued to stroke my cock, even as my ejaculation slowed and stopped. A thick river of semen covered my hand and I groaned as Sara grasped my hand and brought it to her lips, grinning up at me as she licked my cum from it. She cleaned every drop from my fingers, then moved to my cockhead, covering it with her lips and sucking me deep into her throat.

I sighed and leaned over her face, sawing my cock in and out of her mouth and deep into her throat as her cheeks caved in from sucking me. And, even after cumming like I just had, the hot, erotic feel of my cock sliding in and out of her throat gave me a new strength. I looked down, amazing even myself as I felt my cock continue to throb and harden! After Sara had sucked the last remaining droplet of semen from my cock and balls, she released me and sat back with a huge, satisfied grin on her cum covered face. She didn't say a word as her chest heaved and she panted through her nose... I watched her lower jaw moving and her tongue push her cheeks out as she stared up at me...then she grinned and tilted her head back slightly as she swallowed. The graceful movement of her throat as she savored, then swallowed, my cum was one of the most beautiful sights I'd ever seen...

Cynthia moved up to sit beside Sara, cupping her tits and smearing my thick cum into her skin as she grinned at me. "That was way...way hot..." Cynthia breathed. She then grinned at Sara and leaned over her friend, slowly licking my cum from Sara's neck and tits as Sara smiled up at me. Her tongue moved around her lips, licking the cum off them as her fingers moved over her face, capturing more and drawing it to her mouth.

"Hey...I warned you...Your girlfriend is a major cum-drinker, Jack... But, really... I think that's definitely the way to get to know somebody new..." Sara chuckled.

"Cyn was right when she said your cum was sweet..." Sara said, licking her fingers. "I think, after you fuck my pussy, I'd like you to come in my mouth so I could drink it all..." She looked down at Cynthia who was finishing up on her tits. "That is, if it's all right with you, hon..." Cynthia smiled and raised her head, laying it on Sara's shoulder and looking up at me.

"I think I'd like to see that, Sara...I think I'd like that a lot..." She winked at me, then dropped her eyes to my cock. I still held it in my hand although it was dwindling rapidly. "But I think we need to take a break..." she giggled. "And let the boys recuperate..."

"I'm afraid it'll have to be just one boy, ladies..." Andy's shaky voice cut in. Sara leaned back and sighed, slowly massaging her cum-slick breasts.

"Aw, gimme a break, sugar... do you have to...?" she whined. Andy nodded and turned to Cynthia and I to explain.

"I had just planned on giving Sara a ride over here and leaving..." he said. "I'm managing the night shift this week.." he looked at his watch..."And I'm already an hour late..." He sighed as Sara shook her head.

"Trust me...I'd love to stay...but I can't afford to lose this job. I told you that, baby... I don't want to, but I really have to. On the other hand...I truly enjoyed..." Andy looked over at Cynthia and reached a hand out, running a finger over her lips. Cynthia smiled and poked her tongue out, drawing his finger into her mouth and sucking lightly on it.

"I'll let you fuck my ass if you stay..." she mouthed around his finger with a smile. Andy groaned, trying to maintain his resolve. He watched as Cynthia began to suck on his finger like it was a cock, all the while looking directly into his eyes. He shook his head, as if trying to break a trance and, slowly extricating his finger, took his hand back.

"I'd like nothing better...but I have to go...Sorry..." He stood up and pulled his pants back up, straining to tuck his new hard-on inside his zipper. Finally accepting the fact that he really did have to leave, we all stood up and said our good-byes.

As Sara walked him to the car, I put my arm around Cynthia and walked her over to the bar. "Let me buy you a drink..." I said, trying to cheer her up. I poured three snifters of cognac and handed one to Cynthia, clinking her glass and smiling at her. We both shivered as the smooth liquor blazed a hot trail to our stomachs. We sat at the bar silently, smiling into each other's eyes and sort of lost in our own thoughts as we sipped our cognac. Sara was gone for quite a while, and we ended up finishing our glasses before we heard the front door open and close. I quickly poured two more as Sara walked around the corner. I handed her a glass and the three of us toasted. Sara's lips were wet and gleaming in the light of the bar. I looked at her knowingly and shook my head. She grinned as she nodded, her tongue running over her lips.

"I hope your neighbors weren't watching..." she said with a lecherous smile. "I couldn't let him leave with a hard-on after you got him all worked up again..." she said, looking at Cynthia. She walked over to me and pressed her tits against my arm.

"So I sucked him off in your driveway... while he sat on the hood of his car...I hope you don't mind..." I swallowed hard, and shook my head, bringing my glass to my lips and taking a big gulp. Cynthia grinned her understanding and leaned in towards her girlfriend.

"Did he come in your mouth?", Cynthia asked. Sara grinned and nodded her head.

"Want some?", Sara asked. I sat back on my stool as I watched the two girls lean towards each other and exchange a hot, sensual kiss. And, even after what I'd been through for the past few hours, I felt the blood rushing back into my cock as I watched them kiss.

"I really don't think the neighbors will mind..." I heard Cynthia say. I turned to her and was happy to see the smile back on her face. She looked at me, then at Sara with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Okay, so we need a new plan, I guess." she laughed. She hooked her arm through Sara's as she stood up. "Let's discuss it in the kitchen while we make some energy food. We have to wait for studly here to gas up that machine of his...!"

"Better gas it up good, big guy..." Sara smiled at me, reaching down to caress my now semi-hard cock. "I have some serious plans for you..." She winked at me and I groaned.

"I need some vitamins..." I whined as I downed my brandy. It was almost one in the morning and my head was starting to swim. Sara looked at me and grinned. 

She hooked her arm through Cynthia's and together they walked into the kitchen. I shook my head and headed for the couch. All this sexual activity was beginning to take it's toll on this old man. I dropped onto the couch and flopped backwards. I could almost feel my hair turning gray. I closed my eyes and listened to the hushed murmuring coming from the kitchen as Cynthia and Sara conspired against me... The murmuring was occasionally broken by giggles and laughs as the two sirens chatted.

I must have dosed off for a few minutes and, when I jolted awake, the house was silent. I sat up, wondering where everyone was and, throwing on a short terry cloth robe, finally headed for the patio to search. Sure enough, I found them lounging by the pool. The sight of them made my heart skip a beat. 

Cynthia was wearing the outfit she'd had on earlier, and Sara was still in her short blue skirt, although it was high enough on her thighs to show me most of her legs. For a top she had on one of my thin athletic t-shirts that hugged her tits deliciously as she lay back in a chaise lounger. My eyes drifted over her as I felt my cock beginning to grow. Her legs were still encased in blue stockings, held up with a thin garter belt. Over this, she wore a pair of tiny, almost transparent matching panties and her cocked knee was moving lightly back and forth to some unheard rhythm. And Sara was following each move I made with the video camera she held to her eye! I'd left it in the kitchen after charging the batteries, and obviously the ladies had discovered it.

"Say 'HI' to the folks at home..." she chuckled as I paused and waved into the lens. "Now how about a little show...?" I grinned, but shook my head.

"Maybe later..." I begged off, walking over to where they sat.

They both smiled as I approached. I grinned back and sat in one of the remaining chairs. My eyes drifted over the two of them, and I could feel life flowing back into my tired cock.

"Sounds as if you have some fun neighbors..." Sara said with a grin. "I wish I could have met them." She kept the camera to her eye as she talked, like she was doing an interview.

"Well, you might meet them sooner than you think..." I grinned. "Did Cynthia tell you about brunch?"

Sara grinned and brought a hand up to her chest, running her fingers lightly over her cotton covered breasts. "Yeah, she did...and I'd love to join you...if you don't mind me spending the night..."

I chuckled and shook my head. "Nah..." I joked. "I'll just fix up the spare room..." I stood up and walked closer to the two girls, standing over them and between them. "Unless you get scared sleeping alone..." I teased, letting my eyes devour Sara's body. "Then, I guess, you could sleep with us..."




Cynthia Ch. 7



Sara grinned and dropped the camera from her eye. She began to pull the hem of her shirt higher. She slipped one hand underneath and cupped her tit. "I'd like that..." she whispered. She looked over at Cynthia and smiled, then looked back at me. She brought the camera back to her eye and turned it on.

"Are you planning on fucking my girlfriend tonight, Jack?" she whispered. Just hearing her say "fuck" made my blood boil, and she knew it. "Yes, he is..." I heard Cynthia say.

"Then let's go to bed..." Sara grinned. "I want to film you two fucking... Kind of like a fuckumentery..." 

Her hand reached out and gripped my thigh, under the robe. I could feel the blood surge into my cock as she moved it higher. She turned the camera up to my face, smiling as her hand moved closer to my cock. I groaned as she made contact, then wrapped her hand around me. The belt on the robe slipped open and I saw Cynthia's eyes drop to watch Sara stroke me. She was also smiling sexily. She dropped one strap from her top and drew a breast out into the open. She toyed with the nipple as she watched her room mate masturbate me. Damn...!

Sara flipped my robe open and turned the camera lens downwards. Releasing her hold on my cock, she let it bob in the air as her hand reached for mine, bringing it around and curling my fingers around my cock. "Yeahhhh..." she hissed, "That's it...stroke your hard cock for me...let me see you jerk off for me..." I grinned and obliged her, milking pre-come from my shaft and slowly spreading it over the entire length as I stroked it in front of the camera. I turned to give her a better view. "Oh, yeah..." she said, "This is good...I can't wait to see you on the big screen...Hot... hard...thick fucking cock..." her whispering was getting all three of us excited. I saw Cynthia swing her legs off her lounger and move closer. I turned to her and smiled...

"Why don't you film me sucking it..." Cynthia whispered. "Want to film me sucking his hard cock, then fucking me...?" Her eyes closed to slits and she dropped a hand into her lap, fingering her pussy as Sara continued to film us.

"Yeah..." Sara panted. "Let me see you suck his cock...get him hard and thick...Mmmm...get his balls full of cum...Show the world what a good cocksucker you are..." All of us were getting off on the game now. Sara sat up and swung her legs to the side of the lounger. She leaned back as she continued to film and Cynthia leaned forward...

I moaned low as I felt Cynthia flick her tongue out against my growing cockhead. She had her face turned away, and I was sure she was looking directly into the lens. And as wonderful as her tongue felt, I couldn't wait to see this on the television!

"I am a good cocksucker..." Cynthia panted into the camera as her tongue made wet circles around my cockhead. "I'm good because I love it... I love a hard, thick cock in my mouth...Mmmm...fucking my mouth..." Her lips closed around my cock and Cynthia began to slowly suck me between her lips, taking me deeper and deeper with each pass until I felt my cockhead pressing against her throat. She paused and her tongue was driving me crazy as she pulled her mouth back...resting my head on her lips. "You know I can take your cock into my throat...you know because I just sucked you off that way... but right now, I just want you to fuck my mouth..." She teased my cockhead with her tongue, laving it until her spit and my pre-come were dripping from it, then she smiled and closed her lips around me again. I gently grasped her head and pushed forward, feeling my cockhead being surrounded by her lips as I slowly fucked her mouth.

"Oh...yeah...that's good..." Sara whispered like a movie director. "Fuck her mouth...slowly...slide your hard cock into her mouth...Cyn...suck him...look at me and suck his cock...wet...oh yeah...nice and wet...open your mouth...let me see his cock in there...oh, yeah...yeah!" 

Sara was like a kid with a new toy as she sat and directed us. When she moved in close, I pushed my cock deeper into Cynthia's mouth, feeling my cockhead press against her tonsils, then push smoothly into her throat. Cynthia groaned and used her tongue on me, wetting me as I began to slide in and out.

Sara chuckled. "Oh...shit...Cyn! He's inside your throat isn't he...god! You're taking that entire cock into your throat...that is so fucking hot!" She moved around, getting an angle from the other side.

"Ohhh...a cum shot!" she laughed, "We need a cum shot! Make him cum with your mouth, Cyn...Jack! come on her face...I'll film it...shit! this is so hot! "

Her excitement ended up breaking up both Cynthia and me. She couldn't get enough of the video camera. It was as funny as it was sexy! Cynthia pulled her mouth off my cock and turned towards the camera. Her lips glowed from pre-come and saliva. "No cum shot yet..." she smiled into the lens.

"First you can film his hard cock sliding in and out of my pussy...film him fucking me hard and fast... Film that first...then we'll get the cum shot...I'll show you how much I love his hot, thick cum in my mouth...Mmmmm...!" I knew she was hamming it up for the camera, but it was still turning me on immensely. She turned and wrapped her lips around me once more, bobbing her head up and down as she sucked. Then she pulled her lips off me, letting my cock bob in front of her face. Standing up, she leaned into me, running her tongue over my lips as she took my hand.

"Take me upstairs and fuck me..." she said loudly. "I want Sara to film your hard cock fucking in and out of my pussy...Please...do it..."

I grinned and hugged her to me, then followed her swinging ass into the house and up the stairs. I didn't look back, but I knew Sara was following silently with the camera. As we walked into the bedroom, Cynthia turned every light up to it's highest level, flooding the room with brightness.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Sara set up her station in a soft chair in the corner. I smiled and dropped my robe, tossing it out of sight. Cynthia grinned and walked closer, pulling her silk top off and tossing it on my robe. She stood there in her garter and stockings and five inch heels, running her hands over her firm tits. She turned to Sara and grinned.

"He likes the garter thing..." she said with a wink. Stepping closer, she wrapped her fingers around my raging hard-on. "Don't you...?" she teased, stroking me against her belly. "You like it when I dress in an outfit that says "fuck me", don't you..." I nodded and grinned.

"So...fuck me..." Cynthia smiled. 

"I grinned at her and shook my head. "Not just yet, lover..." I said, "First I want to taste you...Maybe Sara can get a close up of me sucking your sweet pussy before I fuck you..." I grinned at her and gently pushed her backwards. She fell on her back with her legs spread wide, her pussy pink and wet from the excitement. As I moved closer, she drew her knees to her chest, exposing and spreading her cunt. I knelt on the bed, running my hands up her thighs and spreading them even further apart. I saw Sara move up beside us, the camera moving down Cynthia's nakedness and pausing at her wet pussy. Cynthia smiled and brought both hands to her pussy, first teasing her lips, then sliding her finger inside. I watched her stare at Sara as she began to masturbate for the camera, moaning softly and teasing her clit as she slid two fingers inside herself. I leaned back on my haunches, content for now to watch my beauty pleasure herself for us. I could see that Sara was enjoying the show also, as her breathing increased and she fought to hold the camera steady. Soon the deliscious smell of Cynthia's juices filled the air around us and I could see that she was very close to bringing herself off.

"Let us watch you come, Cynthia..." I whispered. "Make yourself come for Sara and me..." Cynthia groaned and began to fuck herself faster. The wet sounds of her finger-fucking surrounded us and was turning me on immensely. "Make yourself come, baby...fill your hot pussy with cum so I can suck it out of you...Come for us, baby..."

Cynthia began to thrash on the bed as her orgasm began to overwhelm her. I watched in amazement as her entire body began to glow and seemed to vibrate as she spread her legs wider. One hand was flying back and forth over her engorged clit as the other was now thrusting three fingers in and out of her drenched pussy. Her low groan turned into a wail as she came on her fingers, covering them with thick, foaming cum as she began to shake uncontrollably...

My cock was throbbing hard now as I watched my love slowly return to reality. Her eyes flickered, then opened as a huge grin spread over her face as her eyes met mine.

I smiled and ran two fingers between her lips, spreading them for the camera, then slowly sinking inside her hot pussy. Cynthia groaned as I started to slowly and gently finger her. I tried to make a show of my finger-fucking, watching Sara move closer with the camera, then move for a better angle. I smiled to myself and lowered my head, leaning forward until the sweet aroma of Cynthia's dripping pussy filled my senses. I stuck my tongue out as far as it would go, teasing her clit and running lightly between her lips. Cynthia began to writhe under me, moaning as she curled her fingers in my hair and attempted to pull my face closer. I resisted, knowing that the better picture would be of Cynthia's wet pussy and my tongue probing her wetness.

But, as Cynthia's hips began to shake and move in a tight circle, I moved closer, pushing my face between her legs and thrusting my tongue deep into her cunt. I began to fuck her with my tongue as Cynthia moans became louder and louder. I swallowed noisily, sucking her thick cum into my mouth and sighing as the hot liquid soothed my throat. I continued thrusting my tongue in and out of her spread pussy as I sucked her and I could feel her begin to tremble all over again. I could feel her cum building again, then pouring thickly into my mouth as she pulled my face tighter...her second orgasm pouring through her. Sara moved around me until she could get a shot of my face pressed tightly against Cynthia's pussy. Cynthia groaned again as she moved her pussy against my face, rubbing her clit against my nose as she began to come...

I couldn't breathe but right then I didn't care as I began to swallow her thick, hot flow. I noisily slurped and sucked as Cynthia ground her pussy against my face, moaning and thrashing as she came again and again. I tried to suck out every drop of her cum as I felt my face being covered with it, then I turned and grinned into the camera that Sara was holding a foot away, pulling away slightly to expose my juice covered tongue. 

I heard Sara moan and felt her hand on my cock, stroking me as she filmed us. She jerked me slowly and at the same time, urged me to move up and into a kneeling position... Cynthia was still writhing on the bed as I moved into position, Sara aiming my cockhead at her wide-spread pussy.

Sara didn't miss a beat with the camera, moving into position as she teased Cynthia's lips with my cockhead. I grinned at her and covered her hand with mine, taking over for her. "Oh...yeah..." she breathed, "This is gooood...this is real good..." I smiled and moved my hips forward.

Cynthia screamed as my cockhead slid past her lips, then again as I pushed deeper. I pushed four inches of my cock into her before pulling out slowly. I held there and grinned down at her.

"Like that...?" I said with an evil grin. She looked at me and winked. "Oh...yessss... just like that..." she panted, her face contorted with lust.

Accepting the challenge, I raised my hips high, pulling my cock out until only the head was being caressed by her pussy lips, then I moved steadily forward. She groaned as I sank my cock into her to the hilt, slamming my belly against hers. Giving her no time to adjust or recuperate, I withdrew and repeated the move, slamming my cock hard into her over and over. The bed began to rock and shake in time with her grunts.

"Ahhhgghhh...FUCK ME! " she yelled. "Fuck me with your hard, thick cock...Uuunnngggghhhh... Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!...Oh, god, I'm coming...Agghhhh...Again! .fuck fuck...FUCK...! Aaagghhh...!!"

Cynthia's body began to quake and shake as I continued to pummel her cunt, driving the full length of my cock inside her on each thrust. I thought at first that she was faking for the camera, but as her pussy began to contract and expand on my cock, I knew I was wrong. Plus I could feel the wetness of her cum as she covered me. My fucking slowed as she came, and I watched Sara as she moved around us, getting all sorts of angle shots of my cock sliding in and out of her roommate. Cynthia screamed and pushed against me, her entire body shivering and convulsing as she came again and again. I grinned down at her as I continued to fuck her hard, showing off a bit for the camera. I could feel the cum building once more in my balls and debated with myself as to whether I should pull out for Sara's cum-shot. But the debate ended when Cynthia's hands closed around my ass...pulling me deep inside her as she stared into my eyes.

"I want to feel you shoot inside me..." she moaned. "I want to feel your hot cum inside my pussy...feel your cock shoot...Mmmm...fuck me, Jack...come in me..."

Her eyes were glazed with pure lust and it drove me over the edge. I groaned deep in my throat and fucked my cock as deep as I could go inside her as I felt the cum racing up my shaft. "Aaaaauuggghhh..." We both sighed as I felt my cum fill her hot pussy...mingling with her own cum and surrounding my cock with a heat like I'd never felt before. Again and again I came inside her, filling her pussy to overflowing, then feeling our cum pouring out...coating my balls and flowing like a river between her asscheeks. It was one of the most intense orgasms I've had in my entire life and it seemed to go on forever!

Finally though, Cynthia fell back and dropped her legs, panting heavily. I continued a slow fucking motion as we both came down from our orgasms. When her eyes opened, they smiled up at me, then at Sara. "Wow..." she breathed. "I've never come so hard! " Her eyes closed and she began to giggle, then they reopened as she turned back to Sara. "Tell me you got that on film..." she whispered, almost questioningly. As Sara smiled and nodded her head, a huge grin split Cynthia's face.

"C'mere, then..." she said to Sara. "It's my turn on the camera..."

I withdrew my still-hard cock from Cynthia's temporarily satiated pussy, and fucked it back and forth on her belly as Sara moved in for a close-up. I grinned and flexed it for her as she filmed from every angle.

"You have a great cock..." she whispered, finally looking up at me. She paused the camera and handed it to Cynthia. Obviously, they'd worked out the scenario before I got involved. And I truthfully didn't mind a bit! Cynthia smiled and turned the camera on, focusing of Sara as her roommate stood beside the bed.

Sara grinned and slowly pulled her t-shirt off, exposing one of the nicest pairs of breasts I'd ever seen in my entire life. She grinned at my obvious approval as she stood before me, running her fingers over them. I saw that Cynthia had already begun to film from her lying position under me and I grinned.

"Cyn says you like the garter thing..." she breathed. "I hope this is okay..." She continued to fondle her tits as she stood spread legged in front of me...all I could do was nod. My cock was as sore and nearly exhausted, but watching Sara was keeping it as hard as it could be, throbbing and bobbing above Cynthia's belly.

"Stand up.." Sara smiled, taking my hand and pulling me up. She reached down and ran her hand along the length of my shaft, looking down at it, then back into my eyes.

"That was pretty hot, but I still think we need a cum shot..." she whispered, beginning to stroke me. She stepped closer and began to rub my cockhead up and down her closely trimmed pussy, wetting me even more with her juice. She looked up at me with that incredibly sexy 'innocent' look, her face framed by her tousled blond hair.

"And I know you just came really hard... but you're still so hard...Mmmm..." She was smiling slightly, her pouty lips glistening as she wet them with her tongue. "And a lot of guys say I've got a very talented mouth..." I felt a low spark in my balls and sighed as Sara continued to run her fingers up and down my cock. I saw Cynthia grinning behind the camera as she watched her roommate work her magic on me. And right then I believed that I could actually do it... Or, rather, that Sara had the ability to make it happen. She smiled at me as she saw the light in my eyes grow brighter.

"Do you want to come again...?" she asked. I nodded dumbly, not trusting my voice. "Do you want to come in my mouth...?" she asked with a husky tremor in her voice. Again, I nodded and pushed my hips forward, feeling my cockhead pass between her lips. Sara groaned and squatted down a little, allowing my cock to push inside her pussy.

"Oh, my..." she panted, "I would love to feel this in my pussy...Oh, yeah...slide it in...Aahhhh..." I began to fuck her in short shallow strokes, bending my shaking knees and pulling her closer to me. Sara moaned and stood on her toes, trying to give me access. My back was aching, but not nearly as much as my cock was and I pushed higher, feeling my cock slip deeper into Sara's tight pussy. Her eyes stared into mine as we both adjusted our positions to make this work. I raised up slightly as Sara placed one heeled foot onto the bed... And work it did... I smiled at her as I began to work my cock in and out of her, holding her up as we both stood beside the bed. Her pussy was wonderfully tight and the position we were in made for some exquisite friction on my cock as I fucked her. I wanted desperately to feel her tits in my hands, but that would mean releasing my hold on her ass. I knew that I would have the opportunity to feel those beautiful tits later, though and right now nothing was going to stop me from fucking this gorgeous girl. We stared into each other's eyes, simply getting into the rhythm, fucking in a standing position as we both began to breathe harder. Being so soon after my last orgasm, I felt as if I could fuck her for hours and the way she was able to manipulate the muscles inside her pussy, I truly wanted to.

"God, Jack...your cock is so good..." Sara moaned. Her eyes were half closed and her hair moved and swayed over her face with each deep stroke of my cock. The combination of physical and visual stimulation was driving me crazy and already I could feel my balls beginning to restore themselves...

Our fabulous rhythm continued until I felt that familiar stirring in my balls. I knew that the girls wanted to film the cum shot, but Sara's pussy felt sooooo good around my cock. Once again, I debated with myself about what I was going to do, but it was Sara that made the decision for me. She smiled and lowered herself down from her tiptoes, in effect trapping my cock between her thighs. She held me tight, countering my efforts to slide my cock in and out as she grinned up at me.

"I knew I could get you here..." she stated proudly. "You're almost ready to come again, aren't you?" I grinned and nodded, also feeling a bit proud of myself. Sara smiled and squeezed her thighs against my cock. "Hmmm...Cyn told me you were a stud, Jack...but even I'm impressed. I figured I'd have to use my mouth on you a little more...maybe talk to you about how much I love hard cocks...Cyn said you like listening to her tell you about her...uh...learning experiences. I was ready to tell you about some of mine to get you ready..." I grinned over at Cynthia, then back at Sara.

"Ah, but your pussy feels so good, Sara..." I said softly, "You're also very talented in that area..." She smiled at the compliment and let her thigh muscles relax. The movement freed my cock and allowed me to slide up inside her once again. We both groaned as I pushed deep..."But I'd love to hear your stories later..." I bent lower, slowly sliding my cock in and out of her again until she moaned.




Cynthia Ch. 7



"I'd love to feel you come inside me..." she panted, her face flushed and red. "But sometimes we need to sacrifice for the sake of Hollywood... She moved her hips, letting me fuck her deeply for a few strokes, then she sighed and pulled her hips back, making me slide out of her. We both groaned as my cockhead slid roughly over her clit, and my cock slapped loudly against my belly as she stepped back. I saw Cynthia move between us, filming my cock as it bobbed angrily in front of me.

"Besides..." Sara breathed, "I've been waiting all night to feel you come in my mouth..." She moved her body against mine as she slid to her knees in front of me. She pushed back on my legs, making me sit on the bed as she parted my legs wide and knelt between them. "And we do need a good cum-shot...Is it okay if I use my mouth to make you come, Jack?" She looked up at me and winked, then turned to the camera as Cynthia knelt beside her, leaning on the bed and aiming the camera at my cock. Sara began to lick my head, covering it with her saliva as she stared into the lens. Cynthia was grinning as she zoomed in. I felt as if my heart was going to explode right then and there!

"When you're watching this later..." Sara whispered to the camera. "I want you to remember how it felt as I sucked your cock..." She smiled and pulled her long hair out of the way of the camera, giving Cynthia a clear view of her face, then she opened her mouth and took my cock inside. Still looking into the lens, she began to slowly suck me in and out of her wet, warm mouth, covering me with her saliva. She was every bit as talented as Cynthia, and I heard myself begin to groan. She played to the camera, showing off her tongue and rubbing my cock over her face until it gleamed.

"I love sucking your cock..." she continued, rolling her tongue all around me. "I'm going to make you come now..." She sucked me inside, then pulled away again. "I want you to come in my mouth...I want to feel your hot, thick cum on my tongue...I'm going to suck you off and swallow you..." She was staring into the camera as she talked. She bobbed her head up and down once again, taking my cock deeper into her mouth. She looked up at me as she continued to lick the head.

"Cynthia taught me how to do this, too..." she breathed. Then, holding my cock up in front of the camera, she covered the head with her lips. Staring into the lens, she moved her mouth lower and lower, taking more and more of my cock inside until I felt my cockhead pushing against her throat. I groaned out loud as she tilted her head slightly and I felt my cock pass into her throat. She continued to push her face lower until I felt her nose pressing into my pubic hair. I was almost screaming as she began to hum low in her throat, teasing my whole cock with her throat muscles. I groaned and grasped her head holding her steady as I lifted my hips, pushing every possible centimeter of my cock into her throat before releasing her.

Then just as slowly, Sara moved her head up again, letting my tortured cock slide out of her throat, then out of her mouth. I looked down to see her grinning into the camera lens as her tongue laved my cockhead. "Now I'm going to make you come..." she breathed sexily.

"Ready...?" she teased. I groaned and pushed forward, sinking my cock deep in her mouth.

"Suck it...!" I growled. I couldn't take any more teasing. Sara smiled and began to suck me. Her mouth was magnificent, her warm lips covering my entire shaft as she gently sucked the entire length.

I began to fuck her mouth as the cum started to boil in my balls, and she opened her lips, letting my pole slide over her tongue and into her throat as she mewled like a kitten. The passion in her eyes as she stared up at me, drove me past the point of no return.

"Take it..." I grunted. Sara smiled and closed her lips around my cockhead as I released my first barrage. She groaned as her mouth fill with my cum, and she began to suck my cock harder, coaxing more from me. Her fingers curled around the base of my cock, jerking me off as her mouth worked like a vacuum.

She turned towards the camera lens and opened her mouth wide as my cock blasted again and again. She wasn't swallowing. Rather, she let my cum build up inside her mouth until it began to flow in a thick river over her lips and down her chin. All the while she smiled into the camera lens. She stuck her tongue out, exposing the thick layer of cum that coated it, then closed her lips around me

I groaned as I felt her begin to swallow around my cock and I fired another healthy blast into her mouth. This time she swallowed as I ejaculated into her mouth and I pushed deeper, feeling my cockhead pass into her throat, marveling at how smoothly my cock slid into her cum coated throat. I held back, fucking her throat with long, slow movements, then pulled out, resting my cockhead on her tongue as I shot the last of my cum into her mouth. Sara moaned lightly around my cock as she sucked the last of the semen from my balls, her mouth and tongue working marvels. I held my cock in her mouth as she sucked me off, a shudder running through me from the sheer excitement. Then, I pulled my cock from her mouth, rubbing my cockhead over her lips and face. She smiled and sighed as I spread my cum over her face, then pushed my cock between her lips again. Sara sucked on my cock until my hardness began to fade, then she slowly pulled her lips away. Her lips were closed tightly as she smiled up at me. Then, winking mischievously, she leaned back and tilted her head as she turned to the camera. Sara let her lips part slowly, curling her lower lip as she revealed a thick mouthful of my cum. Smiling into the camera, she let her lower lips curl down as she slowly extended her tongue, letting my cum run over her lips and drip erotically over her chin and onto her tits. I groaned as I watched her drool my cum out of her mouth, then use her hands to smear it over her face and tits. She leaned back in front of me and grinned up at me, her face shining with my cum as she squeezed her shimmering tits for me. It was the perfect ending to a perfect blowjob and I collapsed onto the bed with another happy groan. I closed my eyes as I felt the girls climbing up onto the bed beside me.

It took just a minute for me to catch my breath, and when I sat up again, I saw Cynthia leaning over Sara, kissing her passionately and alternately running her tongue over her friend's cum-smeared face. As I moved into a more comfortable position, Cynthia looked up at me and smiled, handing me the camera.

"Your turn..." she said to me with a twinkle in her eyes. Then she turned to Sara and took her hand. "Or should I say, your turn..." Sara grinned as Cynthia leaned forward and ran her tongue over Sara's lips and chin. She slipped her tongue into Sara's mouth, kissing her passionately as I heard both girls begin to breath harder... 

Chapter Eight is coming...Uh...I mean...well you know...:)

Copyright 2000 by Mark Singer and SingerTales, Inc



Cynthia Ch. 8



(It took just a minute for me to catch my breath, and when I sat up again, I saw Cynthia leaning over Sara, kissing her passionately and alternately running her tongue over her friend's cum-smeared face. As I moved into a more comfortable position, Cynthia looked up at me and smiled, handing me the camera.

"Your turn..." she said to me with a twinkle in her eyes. Then she turned to Sara and took her hand. "Or should I say, your turn...." Sara grinned as Cynthia leaned forward and ran her tongue over Sara's lips and chin. She slipped her tongue into Sara's mouth, kissing her passionately as I heard both girls begin to breath harder.....) 

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Looking at their movements through the lens of the camera was interestingly erotic, and I found myself getting into the act. I zoomed closer slowly as Cynthia's hand began to move lower on Sara's back. I followed with the camera as she cupped her friend's ass, then moved to the front, sliding gently between her legs.

Sara groaned and allowed her thighs to part as Cynthia's hand probed deeper. I zoomed closer to catch a shot of Cynthia's fingers parting Sara's moist lips and push inside. Sara groaned and began to move her hips, her cocked knee waving back and forth, forcing Cynthia's fingers deeper inside her.

I pulled the camera image back just in time to see Cynthia lean forward and capture one of Sara's wonderful breasts between her lips, tonguing it wetly as she finger fucked her roommate. Sara's hips began to move, fucking back...urging Cynthia to push more...deeper....further...

I got off the bed, silently suggesting they move over and utilize the whole thing. Cynthia smiled and pulled Sara onto the bed after her. She rolled Sara over onto her back, raising herself up beside her. Her two fingers were still working their magic, fucking in and out as Sara closed her eyes and spread her legs wide. Cynthia smiled brightly as she fucked her friend.

I moved to the foot of the bed for a better angle, and Cynthia turned to me and smiled. "I know you want to fuck her..." she panted, "But it's my turn now...I'm going to fuck her and make her come..." Sara groaned, her head moving back and forth against the pillows as Cynthia worked her fingers in and out of her cunt.

"I'm going to make her come with my hand..." Cynthia continued. She looked right into my camera eye. "Then I'm going to suck her off with my tongue...." Sara groaned again, listening to Cynthia's scenario. "I can't wait to taste her cum....so hot...so thick....Almost as good as yours...." She winked at me and smiled. "Watch me make her come..." she grinned, turning back to Sara.

I zoomed a little closer, focusing on her two fingers as the pushed in and out of Sara's' wide-spread pussy. Cynthia pulled back and brought a third finger into play. Holding them together, she pushed them slowly into Sara's hole, making her moan loudly. Cynthia grinned and began to fuck her again with the same rhythm. Sara continued to thrash and moan under her, spurring Cynthia on.

I watched in growing amazement as Cynthia brought her little finger over to join the others and, turning to grin into the camera, she pushed the group inside Sara. Sara groaned and tried to spread her legs even wider, her hips bucking up against Cynthia's probing hand. I felt my cock beginning to twitch as I watched Cynthia slide the entire top part of her hand inside Sara and begin to fuck her. Her hand was gleaming in the bright lights as Sara began to pour her juices over it. This was obviously exciting her immensely. Cynthia realized this also, and leaned forward to lick Sara's tits, then move up to kiss her. I sighed as I watched their tongues dueling with each other as Cynthia continued with her hand job. She began to whisper into Sara's ear....

"Jack's watching me fuck you, Sara...." She pushed her fingers deeper for emphasis and her fingers disappeared into Sara's pussy. Sara and I both groaned and I felt my cock begin to harden. "In fact, he's filming us while I fuck you with my fingers....do you feel that...Mmmm...you like that don't you, baby....? Fuck...Sara you are so hot...I've got all my fingers inside your cunt...you fucking slut....you love it...don't you...?" Cynthia was fucking four fingers in and out of Sara now as she lay on top of her and tortured her with her words. I continued to film as I felt my cock expanding. In the camera, I saw Cynthia look back at me and wink, as if inviting me into a heretofore private show. Then she turned back to Sara...

"You're coming aren't you, Sara....you're coming on my hand...I can feel it.. God, your pussy is so fucking hot...I'm almost fisting you pussy... Remember when we talked about that...? Fuck, Sara...you're so fucking wet... you're coming all over my fingers....oh, fuck!" Cynthia's breathing increased, as did her stroking. I watched with continuing amazement as she cupped her hand, squeezing her fingers together, then return to her finger-fucking. My cock was bone hard now as I zoomed in to see her silding her slick fingers in and out of Sara's excited cunt. I found it hard to believe that Sara's tight pussy could even begin to accept this much of Cynthia's hand. But I watched in astonishment as Cynthia gently fucked and twisted her fingers, making Sara squirm and groan.

Sara began to scream, but from ecstasy rather than pain, and raised her hips into the air as Cynthia grinned and continued her erotic torture! My cock was totally hard and aching as I watch Cynthia finger-fuck her freind. Her strokes were more forceful, meeting the thrusts of Sara's hips as Sara's orgasm over took her. She began to moan incoherently, thrashing her head around, and pushing her hips up into Cynthia's hand. The sloppy wet sounds of their fucking was driving me crazy as I watched Sara come again and again.

Suddenly, Cynthia pulled her cum-slick fingers out of Sara's pussy and leaned forward, pushing her face between her legs. Sara screamed again as another orgasm overwhelmed her. I could her Cynthia's sucking and moaning as she drank her roommates cum, and Sara poured wave after wave of the slick stuff into Cynthia's mouth. I tried desperately to get close enough to film this scene. I knew Sara was coming in buckets and I wanted to see Cynthia drinking it... Cynthia drank noisily, being very obvious with her swallowing as Sara's orgasm slowly wound down. Finally, Sara's body went limp from exhaustion and Cynthia collapsed also, leaving her face between Sara's thighs as she turned her face to the camera. She smiled into the lens as her tongue continued to lick and suck Sara's pussy. Her face was completely covered with Sara's thick cum and shone beautifully under the bright lights. Both of them lay there panting for long minutes, but I continued to film. I moved to the side of the bed to get a better view of Cynthia's cum covered face. She followed me with her eyes and gave me a weary smile.

"Wow..." was all I could say, and Cynthia smiled again. Then her eyes dropped to my crotch to see my new hard-on bobbing proudly. I saw her eyes light up as she looked at me wonderingly.

"Wow, Jack...can you come again...?" she asked with amazement. I didn't answer, but stepped closer, dangling my cock in front of her face. I flexed it, making it bob, and continuing to film. I turned the camera downwards until just my cock and Cynthia's face were in the frame. I moved my hips from side to side, making my cock dance and Cynthia grinned.

"Sara....look what I found...." she whispered, shaking her friend. Sara raised herself up on her elbows and looked down at my cock. She groaned and fell back onto the bed.

"God, that's a great cock..." she sighed. "Give me a minute...I can't believe you just fucked me like that..." She lay back panting and catching her breath, then sat up with a smile. She turned to Cynthia, making her sit up beside her. 

"Help me with this thing..." Cynthia chuckled. I turned the camera down again until my cock came into view. I smiled as both of their faces came into the frame, then zoomed out slightly as Sara began to stroke my cock.

"I don't think I've ever come that hard before..." Sara breathed, a visible shiver running through her. Cynthia grinned and licked my cockhead as Sara rubbed it over her lips.

"Either can I..." she replied, "It just felt like the thing to do...You liked it though, didn't you...?"

Sara grinned and nodded, looking up at me as she joined Cynthia in licking my cock. "I think Jack liked it to...his cock is hard as a rock..." She leaned forward and closed her lips around my head, sucking wetly for just a moment before leaning back. She continued to stroke me as Cynthia copied her move, taking my head between her lips and sucking lightly before releasing me. I groaned as I tried to hold the camera steady and both girls chuckled.

"You liked watching Cynthia finger-fuck me didn't you, Jack...?" Sara teased, "You liked watching her make me come...then suck me off like she did...drink my cum...mmmm....I came a lot, too, Jack...I think Cynthia is going to make a wonderful pussy eater...Mmmm....she sucked me off sooo gooood...." She smiled as I groaned, then took my cock into her mouth again, sucking me slow and deep as Cynthia played with my balls.

Cytnhia grinned up at me, obviously enjoying the effect that Sara's teasing was having on me. "I can't believe you're hard again..." Cynthia breathed, "But that's good because I'm really thirsty tonight..." She leaned forward, running her tongue over Sara's lips until Sara pulled her mouth from my cock.

I had a hard time (pun intended) holding the camera still as both girls began to tongue the head of my cock as they stared into the camera. The sensation was fantastic as they coated my entire cockhead with their saliva until it reflected brightly and began to drip down my shaft.

Sara looked across at Cynthia and winked. "After we suck him off, I'm going to eat your pussy, Cyn... I want to make you come in my mouth like I just came in yours...Mmmm.... I'll fuck you like you did me...God, that was so fucking hot... I think you might like it... and then I'll make you come in my mouth..." Sara sighed and returned her tongue to my cock, but her eyes were focused on Cynthia's. I saw Cynthia's eyes close to lustful slits as she digested Sara's words. The thought obviously intruiged her and I have to admit the thought made my balls fill even more than they already were. 

"Maybe Jack will get another hard-on when he watches me finger-fuck you...", Sara breathed, "Then we can suck him off again...or maybe he'll fuck you in the ass...while I suck his balls like this...." Her head dipped down between my legs and I groaned as I felt her draw one of my balls into her mouth. It was hot and wet and pure heaven as she gently sucked on it. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer...

Cynthia looked up into the camera and leaned forward, opening her mouth wide and letting my cock slide over her tongue. She sucked slowly and noisily, taking about half of my cock into her mouth and sucking on it lightly.

I groaned and began to thrust my hips forward and she looked into the camera again. She pulled my dripping shaft out of her mouth and flicked her tongue against the head. "I love sucking your cock...." she said smiling into the lens. Her smile widened as my cock lurched against her lips. The girl definitely knew how to turn me on. She held my cockhead against her bottom lip and wrapped her hand around my rod. Staring into the lens, she began to stroke me up and down, while flicking her tongue against the head. The speed of her stroking increased slightly as she grinned up at me.

"Is it okay if I jerk you off, Jack...?" Cynthia teased, licking my cockhead.

Her face wore an expression of pure lust. It was obvious that she was trying to make me come as quickly as she could, her hand making slick, wet noises as her hand moved up and down my shaft.

"Come for me..." she panted, looking into the lens again. "Come on my tongue...my face...let me show you how much I love it....." She closed her lips around the head and began to suck lightly, swirling her tongue around it as her hand continued to pump. Sara's tongue on my balls was only adding to the erotic sensations. She would push against the loose sack, rolling my balls around, then gently suck each one into her wet mouth. I groaned as I felt her finger push between my asscheeks and find my asshole. My hips began to thrust as Sara pushed her finger against my ring, inserting the tip of her finger inside. Cynthia kept up her stroking and light sucking, and I felt my balls begin to tighten.

"He's going to come..." I heard Cynthia whisper to Sara, and she was absolutely right! Sara shifted her position, licking her way back up to my cockhead and smiling into the camera as she flicked her tongue over my cockhead, pushing her face close to Cynthia's. Cynthia began to roll her thumb over my cockhead each time her hand moved up to the top, teasing me and spreading my pre-come over the glans. I zoomed in with the camera until only my cockhead and their mouths were in the frame as I felt my cum begin to race up my shaft. I saw Sara's lips curl into a smile as she felt it, then watched as a thick stream of semen shot from my cockhead and over her lips. I immediately pulled back on the zoom , framing their faces in the lens as I felt my cock buck again...

I groaned, my hips shaking wildly as my cum shot into the air between them, grazing their faces, then raining back down onto Cynthia's hand. Both girls continued licking my cockhead as I shot again and again, covering their lips with my cum. Both girls had their mouths open, but I held back from sliding my cock into one of them. I didn't try to fuck their mouths, wanting to save this sight for the camera. And what a sight it was.

Sara's tongue and lips were coated with a thick layer of ropy, tapioca like cum. She smiled for me as I shot again, holding her tongue out to show me the thick layer building inside her mouth. A small pool developed on the right side of her mouth, then overflowed her lips, pouring over her chin. She continued to finger my ass, trying to coax every drop of cum from my balls once more. Cynthia, meanwhile, was licking my cum from her hand and my belly, sucking it loudly into her mouth. I felt my orgasm slowing as Sara's mouth looked as if it could hold no more. Her tongue was covered with thick, creamy liquid as she smiled up at me. I watched Cynthia move closer to Sara and begin to lick my cum from her chin. Sara laughed and turned to her friend. She kept her lips against my cockhead, but turned her mouth to Cynthia. Cynthia looked down, smiled and pushed her tongue into Sara's mouth. I simply stared down at them through the camera lens, still not quite believing how lucky I was right then. My cock still throbbed and my balls were aching from the workout they were putting me through as I worked my cock over their lips as they kissed and moaning each time a tongue slid over to caress my head. Then I slid between them, fucking my cock between their open lips as they kissed and shared my semen. Ropy strands of cum hung from both their chins as Sara poured her mouthful into Cynthia's greedy mouth.

Finally, when they both turned and grinned into the camera, showing off their cum covered lips, I felt my exhaustion moving over me like a wave. I collapsed onto the bed, my sore and exhausted cock dangling useless from my crotch, but I continued to film the ladies. Their mouths worked together, pushing my cum back and forth between them, while both of them looked into the lens.

When they both had an equal amount of semen, they turned to the lens and smiled. To see two such beautiful faces smiling and covered with cum was an experience I'll never forget.

As if on cue, both girls opened their mouths wide, showing the pools of cum on their tongues, then closed their lips and turned their heads upward, showing their throats to the camera as they swallowed noisily. After they'd ingested their treat, they returned their eyes to the camera and smiled as they both licked their lips.

"We love the taste of your cum..." Cynthia whispered with a grin, then turned to Sara, kissing her wetly and passionately as they lay back onto the bed.

I smiled and pushed the fade button, holding the camera steady as it faded to black. Finally, I sighed and put the camera down.

"You ladies are some kind of wonderful, you know..." I sighed.

"Yeah....we know..." Sara said, making them both giggle. I grinned and flopped onto the bed between them. Cynthia bounced up and turned the lights off, then ran giggling back to the bed. I held the covers up and she dove inside, cuddling up to me and laying her head against my shoulder. Her hand moved slowly over my chest and belly before finding my limp tool and curling her hand around it.

"I hope we didn't wear this out..." she giggled. "I'll bet you came ten times today!" I groaned tiredly, but inside felt as proud as a peacock. I hadn't counted, but it felt as if I'd come a hundred! My cock and balls ached as if someone had stomped on them.

"Gives us something to look forward to tomorrow, then..." Sara laughed. I felt her hand join Cynthia's at my crotch. Gently petting me like a prize animal at a cat show. "And I still owe Cynthia a long tongue fucking... among other things..." she breathed, turning to Cynthia and kissing her wet lips. Cynthia moaned her agreement, but lay back on the pillows.

"We'll have to get more videotape...", Cynthia said with a chuckle. "I enjoyed being a porn star...I can't wait to see how it came out..." Her voice trailed off as she squirmed and settled into the mattress.

I held them both tightly, reaching around their shoulders to cup a breast in each hand. I felt like I was the king of the world. The room reeked of sex, the mingled smells of their juices and my cum permeating the air. The three of us drifted off to dreamland, and I wondered what tomorrow might hold for us.

I also wondered if I'd be able to continue at this pace. I'd never come so much in my life. These ladies were either going to kill me or make me stronger, that was for sure. And I was determined not to die just yet!

End of PART Eight.

Copyright 2002 by Mark Singer and SingerTales, Inc.



Cynthia Ch. 9



I awoke on Sunday morning to another wonderfully warm, sunny morning. As I came to my senses, I remembered the scene from the previous night and grinned. I reached a hand down to cup my cock and balls, primarily relieved that they hadn't fallen off from abuse during the night, but also relieved to find that most of the soreness had left them. It was amazing what a good night's rest could do for a man.

The second thing I became aware of, was the fact I was alone. I looked around the room, but didn't see Cynthia or Sara anywhere. I lay back, tuning my ears to the silence, and finally heard muffled whispering coming from somewhere in the house. Most likely downstairs, I thought, sitting up. I stretched some of the soreness out of my tired muscles and slowly got out of bed, grabbing my robe from the back of the chair.

My knees were still wobbly as I stood up and walked to the window. I took a deep breath and stretched, arching my sore back and thrusting my hips towards the new day. The trees were bathed in sunlight and the birds were chirping away madly. I figured it must have been close to ten o'clock. As I awakened further, my sense of smell kicked in.

The wonderfully homey smells of coffee and bacon greeted me and I grinned, realizing I was famished! Yesterday was not a very good food day, having gone most of it without eating at all except for the late snack that the girls and I had wolfed down. My stomach growled it's appreciation as I hastily put a robe on and shakily made my way to the stairs.

I looked into the living room when I reached the first landing. Both girls were sitting on the couch. Sara was wearing one of my dress shirts and seemingly nothing else, and Cynthia had on one of my thin cotton sweatshirts that looked huge on her. And marvelously sexy!!

I stood there, silently watching them...feeling like the luckiest person on the face of the earth. They were sipping coffee and watching the television. The screen wasn't at an angle to me that allowed me to see what they were watching, but I had an idea as I watched them and listened to their whispered comments. I made my way quietly down the stairs and snuck up behind them...

My heart began to beat a little harder as I focused on the screen. At first it seemed a bit odd to see my own hard cock on the 42 inch television screen, but after I acclimated myself to what I was seeing, a big grin spread over my face. The full screen was taken up with the image of my cock as it slid in and out of Cynthia's pussy. I felt my cock slowly expanding under my robe as I watched her pussy lips grasping my pole, gripping my rod as tightly as her mouth had as I pushed in and out. The volume was down, but I could still hear her moans as I fucked her. As well as my own. I could also hear Sara in the background playing director.

As the camera pulled back to allow me a full view of Cynthia's writhing body, I realized all over again how gorgeous this woman was.

The girls must have been watching for a bit, for as I continued to stare at the screen I saw my cock pull slowly from Cynthia's wet pussy. It was covered with a thick layer of her cum and I grinned as I saw a large bead of pre-cum form at the tip and drip over the head. I remembered the feeling of her pussy the night before and how badly I'd wanted to come.

The view pulled back again as the camera began to jitter and move. I remembered how Sara had walked over to us, handing the camcorder to Cynthia as she suggested a "cum shot." My cock bobbed up and down, both on the screen and under my robe as I watched and remembered. As the angle changed and Sara's smiling face moved into the screen, Cynthia turned on the couch and grinned at me.

"Well, good morning, sleepyhead..." she laughed. Sara then turned in my direction, also smiling.

"You're just in time...." she whispered. "I can't wait to see how this came out! This was my favorite part..." Turning to Cynthia she added, "ONE of my favorite parts..." She grinned and placed her hand on Cynthia's thigh, sliding it high. Then she moved over and patted the couch between them. 

I have to admit. I was actually torn between joining them and responding to the smells of coffee and foor emanating from the kitchen. But only for a moment or two...

I grinned and moved around to the front of the couch. As I did, my amost hard-on bobbed and swayed under my robe, catching the attention of both girls. Sara grinned as I sat down and she reached over for the belt, pulling it apart and flipping my robe open. My cock sprang up and slapped against my belly.

"Ah....the star of the show..." Cynthia laughed. I grinned, happy to be the center of attention for these beautiful females. On the screen, Sara was taking her shirt off, posing for the camera with her legs wide spread, her gartered thighs opening and closing as she danced to some erotic tune in her head. Her hands cupped her breasts and she grinned into the camera. I felt a slight moan escape my mouth as I watched her slowly get to her knees in front of me.

"Well, now that you're awake, we can have a little volume..." She reached for the remote and turned the volume up until the sounds of Sara's efforts from last night poured from the stereo speakers. I turned back to the screen, feeling my cock twitch at the images there.

Cynthia had angled the camera directly across from Sara's face, and zoomed in until just her face and my cock filled the screen. I groaned as I saw Sara smilingly begin to lick my cock, her eyes fixed on the camera lens. It was as if she was in two places at once and it was crazily erotic.

The three of us watched silently, our breathing increasing as we watched the video of Sara sucking my cock. The digital clarity was awesome, and I was impressed with Cynthia's abilities behind the camera. Transitions were steady and smooth and her composition was awesome.

"I want you to come in my mouth..." Sara was saying on the screen, teasing my cockhead with her tongue. I sighed as I watched her take my cock into her mouth, sucking wetly and noisily. I watched in amazement as my hard pole slid effortlessly into the deepest recesses of her mouth....again and again.

As I watched I began to relive the moment...how wonderfully lustful it was to know I was about to fill this girls mouth with my cum. My hard-on was standing up straight and proud as I watched, and Cynthia reached her hand over to cover it. I groaned at her touch, and she squeezed me gently, keeping her eyes on the screen. We all moaned a little as we watched Sara take my entire cock into her throat, teasing me and taking me to the edge.

We watched as Sara sucked and licked, then closed her lips around my cockhead. I remembered the feeling of coming in her mouth and relived it as I watched her cheeks billow on the screen as my cum spilled forth. I sighed as she turned to the camera and opened her mouth, showing us the thick pools of cum on her tongue. Her mouth looked full, but I continued to shoot until my semen overflowed her lips, spilling over her chin. All the while, she was smiling erotically into the camera. And out at us...

I heard Sara moan lightly, then felt her hand on my thigh. "That was so hot..." she whispered, sliding her hand higher. It joined Cynthia's, wrapping gently around my hard shaft. They began to stroke me together, each of them wrapping their fingers around half a cock.

On the screen, she was swallowing my cum noisily, sucking my cock deep into her throat. I turned to my left to see her looking at me with a grin.

"I loved sucking you off....god, it's so hot to see it on video..." She looked down at my cock, then back into my eyes. "Kind of makes me want to do it all over again..." She smiled as she felt my cock buck in her hand. I would have liked nothing better than to begin the day with a blow job from Sara, but Cynthia interrupted.

"Hold it, you two..." she laughed. "Sara, I want this boy to have a good breakfast before we begin to play. Growing boy's need their energy, you know..." Her hand was playing up and down my cock, and I didn't think I could grow any more, but Cynthia continued to insist on breakfast first. Sara sat back, her pouty lips turning to an exaggerated frown, but she finally agreed. Then she released her hold on my pole and stood up. Her firm tits pushed out from the fabric of my shirt as she stood before us.

"Well, then let's hurry up and eat! You're the ones who convinced me to let my slut flag fly." She grinned and turned towards the kitchen, pausing behind the couch. She leaned over and whispered into my ear. "And it's flying high, Jack... Last night was just the beginning..." Her tongue snaked out, licking around my ear and teasing inside. "And I'm loving the video thing. Watching you come in my mouth was soooo hot.... I really hope you have a lot of tapes... I want to just suck and fuck all day...let's hurry..."

I grinned as she walked from the room, wondering just how many blank tapes I had. It was only a fleeting thought however, as I knew that I'd gladly tape over any and all vacation videos I'd shot in the past... Cynthia turned to me with a smile. Her hand staying on my cock.

"I told you you'd like Sara...." she said softly. "I think she likes fucking you as much as I do... And she loves sucking your cock..." She leaned forward and kissed me, sliding her tongue into my mouth. She pulled away, grinning. "But I'm better at it....right??"

I smiled and properly nodded. To be honest, they were both the best cocksuckers I'd ever met. I'd never had a woman suck me off with such glee and abandon, but I agreed with Cynthia. After all, she was my date for the weekend. Although I was beginning to imagine a much longer affair...

"You'd better agree..." she laughed, kissing her way down my neck and chest. "Besides...I'm the one who taught her how to do this...." She used her tongue to tease my belly, then flicked it over the head of my cock. Wetting my cockhead completely, she opened her lips and took me inside. I groaned as she pushed her mouth down on me, effortlessly taking the full length of my cock into her throat and holding me there as she rubbed her lips into my pubic hair. She began to bob her head slightly, fucking my cock with her throat and I groaned again.

"Hey! That's cheating!" Sara yelled from the doorway. She held a spatula in her hand, and had replaced my shirt with just an apron tied around her waist. I grinned at her and shrugged my shoulders as Cynthia very slowly pulled her mouth off my rod.

"Cynthia, you are such a cocksucking slut..." Sara laughed, walking over to us. Cynthia laughed and stood up, leaving me alone on the couch, my wetly gleaming hard-on bobbing back and forth.

"Yeah, I am, aren't I..." she said to Sara. "Sorry, Sara...I couldn't resist. I'll be good..." She linked her arm through Sara's and the two of them headed into the kitchen. I groaned and followed, trying to tuck my cock back into my robe. It was a losing battle and my rigid staff preceding me as I walked. I grabbed the remote and turned the video player off. I figured we could watch the rest after breakfast. I especially wanted to see Cynthia's masterful fingering of Sara... I sighed as the screen turned blue and then turned for the door.

In the kitchen, the table was laden with food. A large plate of scrambled eggs was surrounded by about three pounds of bacon, and a separate plate held steaming hash brown potatoes and vegetables. On my plate there was a huge steak, cooked rare and red. Cynthia took my hand and made me sit down, handing me my fork and knife.

"You'll need this for your stamina..." she said grinning. I cut a big chunk of the steak and popped it into my mouth. It was so tender it almost melted against my tongue.

"But what about brunch?" I asked after I swallowed. "Did you forget we invited the neighbors over?"

Cynthia laughed as she sat beside me. "There'll be plenty left for them..." she said. "I want to be sure you eat to maintain your energy. Knowing you, you'll be sliding this into Anne before you have a single bite..." She reached under the table and gripped my cock again. She squeezed it gently, then released it, smiling up at me. She turned to her own plate and began to wolf down her food. I grinned and continued to eat ravenously. The girls also wallowed in the moment, alternating bites of eggs and potatoes and occasionally stealing a bite of steak from my plate. As I ate, my eyes danced from Cynthia to Sara. I was looking forward to eating them as much as I was this breakfast!

When we'd finished, we cleaned up the kitchen and ran upstairs to shower. Cynthia turned the water on, getting under the spray as I helped Sara with the knot on her apron. I untied the back and slipped it over her head, tossing it on the bed as I let my hands cup her tits from behind. She sighed and pushed her ass back against my semi-hard cock. She leaned against me, moving her hips from side to side.

"I loved your hard cock in my ass, Jack... it was so fucking hot..." she whispered, resting her head on my shoulder as I fondled her breasts. "It felt wonderful..." She continued to rub her ass against my cock, then moved forward, turning to face me.

"Did you like fucking my ass, Jack..." she breathed, staring into my eyes. "Not a lot of guys have fucked my ass..." She looked down at my cock, then grinned up at me. "But your cock is soooo nice and hard..." She reached between us, curling her fingers around my now hard cock as she ran her tongue over my lips. "And I loved it when you pulled out and jerked off on my tits....mmmm....and my face....I want you to fuck me that way tonight..." she said softly, her eyes glowing with lust. She slowly stroked my cock as her smile grew. "I want Cyn to film you fucking my ass tonight, Jack... After everyone goes home.... Okay? I want to feel your big cock in my ass while your girlfriend gets a close-up... damn! Just thinking about it is turning me on!"

Sara sighed and looked down between us, watching her hand move up and down my shaft. Then she grinned again and slowly sank to her knees. I groaned as she looked up, then engulfed my cock with her lips, sucking me deeply inside and moving her head up and down on me. I held her head gently, my fingers curling in her long blond hair, as she gently licked and sucked. Her mouth felt as if it were on fire....

Then, just as suddenly, she pulled her mouth from me and stood up. Her lips glistened wetly.

"Deal...?" she asked with a smile. I nodded and grinned. "Deal." I replied.

"Well, let's go get wet..." she said, taking my hand and leading me into the shower. "We've got a full day planned. Tom should be here soon, and I think I'd like to meet your neighbors..." As we walked into the bath, Sara paused and turned to face me with a questioning look.

"Jack...?" she said hesitantly. I stopped in my tracks, my eyes moving over this blond beauty as I replied with my eyes. Sara looked up at me as her mind obviously whirled.

"Last night..." she whispered, "Did you get off watching Cyn and I play?"

The question took me aback a bit, but I grinned back at her as I nodded.

"Sara....that was one of the hottest things I've ever seen in my life." I replied. "Did you forget how hard my cock was afterwards?" I opened my arms and Sara melted into them. I saw her smile as she hugged me close.

"Yeah..." she sighed, "You cock was very hard... And we made you come again, didn't we...?" I sighed as I recalled the image. I hugged her close, pressing my hard-on against her belly.

"Yeah you did, Sara..." I panted, "Watching the two of you was a major turn on for me. I love watching you come like you did... And watching Cynthia tongue your pussy put me over the top... Way hot..."

"Just wondering..." Sara said with a smile. She stepped away, walking to the shower.

She slid the door open and stepped back, allowing me to precede her. She caressed my butt as I moved beside Cynthia under the hot spray. Cynthia looked down at my raging red hard-on and grinned.

"So what have you two been doing...?" she said, lightly running her fingers over my cock.

"Just practicing..." Sara laughed, sliding the door closed. "Warming up, so to speak..."

I was beginning to enjoy showers more and more these days. As I washed the film of the previous evening off my body, I watched the girls as they soaped each other up, their bodies shimmering and wet. My cock didn't go down a centimeter as I enjoyed the sight of them rubbing their soapy bodies against each other. I rinsed myself off and moved behind them, sitting on the small bench at the rear of the shower as they moved under the spray.

Sara kissed Cynthia passionately and their washing became more and more sexual. Their hands moved over each other's bodies, squeezing a breast or an asscheek, as their pussies ground together. Cynthia whispered something to Sara and they both turned towards me, their arms still around one another.

As I watched with sexual glee, each girl slid a soapy hand over the other's belly and down to their pussies. They began to masturbate each other, standing in front of me and looking directly at me as they each placed a foot beside me on the benchseat. Their fingers began to slide in and out of each other's pussies, and I leaned back and began to stroke my cock as I looked on. I watched as their passion increased. Cynthia began to moan low in her throat, squatting down onto Sara's probing fingers. Her head tilted back as Sara finger fucked her and she began to groan as her orgasm overtook her. Both girls kept their knees cocked to the side, making certain that I had a clear view of their mutual masturbation. The sight was amazing as I watched the girls open their pussies for me, teasing outside, then slowly fucking fingers inside. Cynthia began to groan, her hips fucking back against Sara's two fingers and Sara was grinning as she brought her friend off, her eyes on my cock as I worked my hand over it.

"Don't you dare come..." she panted to me. "We've got plans for that stuff...." I nodded with a smile as she crouched lower, fingering Cynthia fast and hard, then she mouthed the word "Watch" to me with an evil grin. Reaching behind her, she grabbed the bar of soap we'd dropped and brought it up to Cynthia's crotch, rubbing it over her hand and Cynthia's pussy. I watched with growing fascination and lust as Sara brought a third finger, then a fourth into play, moving them in and out of Cynthia's writhing cunt. Cynthia could feel the pressure and she groaned loudly. Sara whispered something into her ear and Cynthia grinned, suddenly realizing what was going on. I also grinned as I saw Cynthia move her hips lower, urging Sara to continue and Sara chuckled. She looked over at me and smiled as she leaned forward, sliding her tongue in and out of Cynthia's ear.

"Jack's watching me fuck you, Cyn..." Sara panted, "Look how hard his cock is..." I smiled and shrugged as I saw Cynthia's eyes drop to my cock.

"Mmmm....yeah, baby....you know what I want to do....don't you, baby..." She was twisting her hand as she fingered Cynthia, more and more of her fingers disappearing with each movement. Cynthia was groaning over and over now, her thighs spread as wide as the shower would allow, and moving her hips in an opposite circular motion. Sara was grinning. Her eyes had moved from me to the task in front of her and it was my turn to join in the moaning as I watched the last of her knuckles disappear between Cynthia's lips. Cynthia gasped as Sara pulled out for a moment and curled her thumb inside her palm before sliding back inside. 

Cynthia released a long low scream as Sara's fingers slid deeper.... Almost to the wrist before she pulled out and repeated the movement. Twice....three times... then Cynthia's knees began to shake as her orgasm washed over her.

"Oh....fuck...yeah....fuck....oohhhh...." she chanted as Sara continued to fuck her. Her hand reached up to grasp the top of the glass enclosure and she began to work her hips back and forth. She turned to face me, spreading her legs wider as I looked on in lustful amazement. Her face was contorted with lust and I could hear the sound of her cum around Sara's hand even over the sound of the shower. The sight and the sound was incredibly erotic and bringing me dangerously close to coming myself. I don't know if the girls had planned this little show for me, but it was definitely working. I had to release the hold on my cock before I shot all over the shower! I contented myself just watching the incredible scene in front of me, letting my hard-on bob under the hot spray as Cynthia came again and again on Sara's hand. She wasn't entirely inside Cynthia's pussy, but I knew it must have been enough to make her feel completely full. Slowly, her screams became whimpers as her orgasm waned and Sara turned to me with another evil grin. Then, winking, she slowly withdrew her fingers and leaned forward, pushing her face between Cynthia's wide-spread thighs and noisily slurping the cum into her mouth. This made Cynthia begin to moan again and her hips began to fuck back and forth on Sara's tongue. I knew she was coming again and grinned as I watched Sara fight to swallow every drop of her juices, even though it was obviously a losing battle. I had to grasp my cock again as I watched Cynthia's cum flow over Sara's chin, hanging thickly like a beard until the water from the shower washed it away. And after about three full minutes, Sara finally pulled her face away from Cynthia's pussy....




Cynthia Ch. 9



I quickly stood up and Sara and I both helped Cynthia into a sitting position on the bench I vacated. She sat there, her eyes closed tightly and her chest heaving as Sara moved into my arms. She grinned up at me and leaned forward, kissing me deeply and sharing Cynthia's thick juice with me. I sighed and sucked on her tongue as we pressed our bodies together. The taste of Cynthia was heavenly, as was the feeling of Sara's wet body rubbing against my painfully hard cock as we kissed. Then Sara stepped back slightly and brought her hand to my mouth, smiling lustfully as I licked her fingers, sucking them into my mouth as I tried to capture the last of Cynthia's cum. Sara's hand snaked between us, her fingers curling around my hard-on as she watched me suck her fingers. She stroked me with a firm grip until I had to force her to stop for fear of coming in her hand.

"That was hot..." I panted, trying to get myself under control. Sara grinned and nodded.

"Way hot...." she breathed, returning her hand to my cock. "The only thing missing is your cum in my mouth..." I looked at her with a growing excitement, but she shook her head as she read my mind.

"Uh-uh...I promised Cynthia I wouldn't..." she said, her voice shaking. She continued to stroke my cock, rubbing it against her belly. "Cyn told me that the hottest thing about last night was having my cum in her mouth, then mixing it with yours... She said the taste was indescribable..." As she spoke, Sara raised herself up on her tiptoes. At the same time, she pulled my cock down and between her legs, until I was rubbing against her wet pussy lips. I groaned and pushed forward through her fingers feeling my cockhead part her lips and move higher.

"I'd love to suck you off right now...." Sara continued, "but I promised Cynthia we'd both wait until later..." She was half talking and half teasing me, I knew. "But I have a plan for later that should make everyone happy..." I grinned down at her, moving my hips and sliding my cock between her thighs.

"A good plan, I hope..." I said, trying to sound calm. I bent my knees as I pulled my hips back, then straightened slightly when I felt my cockhead part her pussy lips. We both sighed as my cockhead slid into her pussy. Her eyes opened wide and I grinned as I pulled her to me, teasing more of my cock inside her. Sara closed her eyes and began to move her hips, drawing me deeper as I slowly began to fuck her.

"Mmmmm....that's nice, Jack...." she breathed, keeping her eyes closed, "Yeah....it's a plan you'll like, I think. Mmmmm...your cock is soooo good.... But I can only give you the nutshell version right now..."

I grinned, loving the way she was maintaining her composure. I bent my knees more, thrusting my hips up as I slid the entire length of my cock inside her. Sara groaned and raised one leg, wrapping her foot around my back as I held her to me and fucked in and out of her. "Nutshell's fine..." I grunted, playing the game.

Sara opened her eyes and grinned at me. I felt her squeeze her pussy muscles tight against my cock every time I thrust deep, trying to make me give in. And the way my balls were struggling to hold their load, it took every ounce of energy I had not to give up and pull out. From our earlier conversation, my coming was not to be an option and I was determined to hold out. A wonderful torture, I might add.... "Nutshell..." I prompted, thrusting my cock in to the hilt. Sara groaned and tried to smile.

"Nutshell....yessss.....Tonight, you're going to fuck Cynthia...after we play around a little, of course...Mmmmm......you're going to fuck her hard with this magnificent hard cock you have....mmmmm...and you're going to make her come again....mmmm....and again...." I looked over at Cynthia on the bench and saw her grinning back at me. She let her legs part and brought both hands to her pussy, spreading it wide as Sara continued...

"And I'm going to be licking you full balls...mmmm...licking your ass...while you fuck her...Mmmm....your cock is so big...." I grinned and fucked her deep again, making her moan. I was loving this game! "Then you're going to come inside her pussy...shoot your hot, thick cum inside her pussy while I lick your balls...Mmmmm....I can't wait....maybe I'll make you save some for my mouth...mmmm..." Sara looked up at me with a smile that radiated pure lust.

"And I'll bet you can figure out the rest, can't you big boy..." she purred. 

I could and I fought to control myself as I envisioned her going down on Cynthia's just fucked pussy, sucking and slurping my cum mixed with Cynthia's. I stopped moving my cock as I felt my balls filling to the bursting point. Sara grinned, thinking she'd won our little game. But it was that grin that gave me the strength to continue. I was determined to win this 'contest' and I used every ounce of willpower I had to hold my orgasm back. I focused my entire mind on the 1964 World Series, final game, bases loaded, ninth inning, etc., etc... Okay, not really. I don't even like baseball all that much and I have no idea who played in the '64 series, or even if there was one that year. Maybe it was thinking about my complete lack of knowledge about the sport that traditionally keeps men from coming when they don't want to, and wondering if maybe football would work as well, or maybe sumo wrestling, that confused my body enough to accomplish the desired result... Bottom line was that I could hear the "Rocky" music (maybe boxing?) in the back of my head as my urge to come subsided. I grinned back at Sara and thrust my cock deep inside her.

My grin widened as I turned and placed her back against the shower wall. Holding her up, I reached below and grasped her leg, pulling it higher as I began to slide my cock in and out of her. I stared into her eyes as my hips moved faster and faster, trying desperately to make her come before I did. She began to moan as I fucked her, and when I felt her hips beginning to move against my thrusts, I could hear the orchestra coming around again. (Dah....da-da-daahhh...) Sara's eyes rolled back into her head and her hips fucked against me with hard, lustful . Her breathing was ragged and short and suddenly she began to moan as her orgasm washed over her. I grinned as I continued my series of long, full thrusts, feeling her pussy contract against my cock as she came again and again. It was one of the most surrealistic moments of my life. And one of the best!

I looked over at Cynthia and saw her grinning as Sara slumped into my arms, her chest heaving and her eyes glazed. I released her leg, letting her steady herself on both feet, then slowly slid my hard cock from her. Cynthia stood up, allowing Sara to take her place as she stood beside me. She lowered her hand to my cock and began to stroke me slowly, but I had to stop her. I was so close to coming, she could have talked me into it! 

Besides, the water was now getting a little cold. Good thing I'd let the plumber talk me into that 4000 gallon heater! * But even that was now running low....I quickly rinsed off and opened the door...

"No playing, ladies....or you're going to be taking cold showers!" I stepped outside and grabbed a towel as I heard Sara and Cynthia squeal with laughter. I watched with a grin as they quickly rinsed off and bolted from the shower. I handed them both thick towels and hugged them to me, trying hard to keep my raging hard-on from getting bent. And, I was thankful that neither girl touched my throbbing boner. I needed the time to come down, as a part of me wondered about the true value of this game....

I walked to my closet and picked out a pair of tennis shorts and a polo shirt. I slipped the shorts on without bothering with underwear, and Cynthia smiled her approval. Sara hadn't brought any clothes with her, and together they were rummaging through Cynthia's suitcase for something to wear Cynthia handed her a black bikini, and chose a skimpy green one for herself. As they wiggled into them, I turned and grabbed the phone, dialing Jim's number. As I spoke with him, I watched the girls with growing excitement as they put their suits on.

"Yeah, wear your bathing suits..." I said to Jim as I ogled the ladies. "We'll make it a pool party. Cynthia has a friend over to catch some rays, and her boyfriend will be stopping in later." He said they'd be over in half an hour, and I hung up the phone and turned to the girls again. They stood side by side, posing for me. The sight was awesome!

Cynthia's green suit accented her hair and eyes beautifully. The top barely covered her hard nipples and allowed the tops and sides of her breasts to spill out. The bottom was a tiny "V" of cloth that was cut so low in the front that, if she didn't keep her pussy hair trimmed so close, would have exposed most of it. She grinned and turned, showing me the back, or what there was of a back. A thin string nestled inside her asscheeks, exposing the firm globes completely, then snuck out of the top of her crack to tie in two bows at the sides. I whistled and turned to Sara.

She looked equally as sexy, with the black of the suit standing out against her blonde hair and tanned skin. Her breast were larger than Cynthia's, making the suit appear even smaller on her than Cynthia's did on her. Her nipples were hard and poking out from the thin fabric, casting erotic shadows over the tiny triangles. Her bottom was also very low cut, exposing a fair amount of pubic hair. Although I thought it added a nice touch, she differed with me.

"Looks like I'll have to give myself a trim.." she said, looking down at her suit bottom. "Do you mind if I use your razor...?" she looked up at me with a smile. I grinned and shook my head, leading her into the bathroom and getting her a safety razor and shaving cream. I watched her as she untied her suit and pulled it slowly through her legs.

"I'll meet you guys by the pool." Sara said in a deep husky voice. "This'll just take a minute..." She began to cover her mound with shaving cream. I watched for just a moment, then turned back to the bedroom. Cynthia had put on a pair of excruciating looking, 5 inch green heels and the addition made my cock throb. She grinned at my obvious approval and leaned into the bathroom, putting a similar black pair on top of the vanity. "Always wear shoes around the pool, Sara... for safety..." Then she smiled and turned back to me, posing sexily.

"You look absolutely fuck-able..." I said to Cynthia, taking her arm and walking towards the door.

"Exactly the look I was aiming for..." she teased, walking in front of me. I watched her as she moved gracefully down the stairs, her nearly naked ass swaying sexily. I paused in the kitchen as Cynthia walked onto the patio. She picked up her sunglasses, putting them on as she gracefully lay back onto a chaise lounge. I grinned and got to work making a big pitcher of Gin and tonics. I figured it was a good idea, since it had worked so well at Jim and Anne's last evening. I filled a large bucket with ice and got six glasses before making my way onto the patio.

Cynthia moved her glasses down her nose and looked up at me as I set the tray on the table.

"Trying to get me drunk...?" she asked playfully. 

"Do I need to?" I replied with a smile.

"Uh-uh." she said sitting up. "Drunk or sober, today I'm going to make you come more than you did yesterday..." She slipped her hand up the back of my leg and inside my shorts, cupping my ass and squeezing it. "And, I must say, I was pretty impressed yesterday..." I grinned and handed her her drink.

We toasted to life and I had just sat down as Sara walked onto the patio. Her sexy walk made my cock stir as I watched her walk slowly towards us. Not a hair was now visible above the suit. She walked over to me and took my drink, taking a sip and staring sensuously over the rim of the glass before handing it back to me.

"Mmmm...." she breathed, "Gin makes me crazy... Good choice..." she winked at me and turned to the pool. She slipped out of her heels and, with no hesitation, she walked to the edge and dove right in. Her form was beautiful as she sliced through the water.

I lay back, letting the sun warm me as I closed my eyes and waited for our guests. As if on cue, I heard the gate open and looked up to see Jim and Anne walking across the patio. I smiled and got up to greet them.

Jim wore a tight, dark blue suit that showed off his sizeable bulge. I turned to Cynthia and winked, knowing she'd like that. She smiled back and lowered her sunglasses, peering over the top as she stood up to greet our guests.

Anne was a true vision. Her suit was a one piece white thing that looked as if it had been painted on. The front was cut clear down to her navel. It had high cut sides that accented her long legs, and as she turned to wave to Sara in the pool, I saw the back was as low cut as the front, exposing the top of her ass. It appeared to be made of a thin cotton material, and I was sure that it looked even better when it was wet. I looked forward to that.

She walked up to me and pressed her body against mine as I kissed her, then she turned to Cynthia, doing the same thing with her. Cynthia returned her kiss and I saw her tongue flick out against Anne's lips. I grinned and turned to Jim.

"Welcome to Fantasyland." I said, shaking his hand. "I think you remember Cynthia..." Jim's eyes turned to Cynthia and he walked over to kiss her hello. She smiled and pressed her body to his, pushing her tongue into his mouth as she moved her hips against his. When they pulled apart, I noticed his bulge had grown a bit.

"Geez....relax, you two!" I joked, turning Jim away from Cynthia. "Jim let me introduce you to our guest." I walked him over to the pool, just as Sara was climbing out. She was halfway up the ladder and her eyes slipped lower, fixing on Jim's bulge as we neared, then moved to his face.

"I'm Sara..." she panted, extending her hand to Jim. Jim took her hand, preparing to politely shake it, but Sara stepped forward, her wet body pushing against him. She kissed him, then stepped back. "You must be Jim..." Jim grinned at the warm welcome and replied that he was, indeed, Jim, and was very pleased to meet her. His eyes danced over Sara's almost naked body. She stood there swaying lightly enjoying his eyes on her as she squeezed the water from her hair, her tits straining against the thin fabric of her top. At the same time, her eyes traveled up and down his body, pausing for a moment at his crotch before moving back to his face.

I coughed, breaking the mood, and suggested we have a drink. Sara hooked an arm through Jim's, then mine, as we walked back to the table. Cynthia was leaning over, pouring drinks as we approached. She introduced Sara to Anne, and we all sat back with our cocktails.

As it had been the night before, the conversation flowed easily, but the sexual excitement was building underneath. We all knew what was going to be going on in a short while, but it was exciting to let the feelings build. Inevitably, the conversation turned to sex. Even as Jim and I talked about work, the weather and other mundane things, the girls were huddled together laughing and giggling to themselves. When we realized that we were actually talking about work things, Jim and I both paused and laughed as we shook our heads in shameful realization. We clinked our glasses in a silent, understanding to toast to not let that happen again, then turned to the girls.

"So what are you ladies talking about?" Jim asked with a gleam in his eyes.

Sara turned to him, with a matching gleam in her eyes. Almost imperceptibly, her eyes dropped to his crotch, then back to his face.

"Well, to be honest, Jim...Anne and I were discussing our first boyfriends...." She smiled as Jim perked up. "Specifically," she continued, "the first time we made a boy come..." Her face bore an evil grin and her eyes dropped again to Jim's bulge. "Just girl talk...you know...?" 

Jim nodded thoughtfully. I'm certain he was thinking, as I was, that he and I ( the OTHER idiot) had been wasting time on small talk about our jobs... He swallowed hard and sat up in his chair as he focused his attention. "So...do tell!" he said with a grin.

Sara leaned back into her chair, smiling sexily as Jim's eyes (and mine as well...) moved slowly over her wonderfully displayed body.

"Oh...I'm sure you guys wouldn't be interested in hearing 'girl talk'..." She grinned and cocked her leg onto her chair, waggling it back and forth slowly as she watched Jim and I move our eyes over her body. Her smile grew as she let us look...

"Hmmmm..." she intoned, "Maybe you want to hear after all... I'm not sure I should confess in front of you guys... It was quite a while ago...and I just used my hand...you know? I mean the very first time..."

Sara looked over at Anne and winked. I turned my chair to join the circle and nodded my agreement to Sara. 

"So...do tell..." I said, repeating Jim tense request...