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Everybody Needs a Hobby

By: GeorgeDaBuilder



Every guy needs a hobby. Ever since high school, my favorite way to spend my spare time and spare money was photography. I was a shy kid, so I never asked anyone I knew to pose for me. For that matter, I never took any classes either, so the opportunities to shoot people were few and far between.

From the beginning, I had aspirations of making a living shooting pictures. In pursuit of that dream, after high school, I found a couple of amateur events where beginning photographers met with amateur models. The girls would pose, with the agreement that the photographer would send her copies of the pics to use in her portfolio. It worked well, as it gave both sides the opportunity to learn from one another. That's how I got my start, but the odds of making a living at it weren't good, so into construction I went.

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I make a habit of having a camera with me. You never know when a great shot will present itself. A few years back I was shooting exteriors of a house we'd had just completed in a beach area. It was late spring and the crush of tourists had yet to arrive. I was standing on the boardwalk, back to the ocean, trying to get an artsy shot of the sun glinting off the myriad windows.

Even without tourists, there were more than enough locals walking by, so I had to work to keep them out of the shot. Finding just the right angle, I held the Nikon to my eye and just as I pressed the shutter release, a cute young thing stepped into my shot and struck a pose. 

She giggled as I brought the camera down, "So how did it come out?" scooting over to my side to look at the camera back. She pressed her barely-covered breast against my arm, leaning in to get a better look at herself on my camera.

"Pooh, "she said, "I'm out of focus," wrinkling her little nose.

"Well, "I said, "you did just step into frame as I was taking the shot." Why, I wondered, was I defending myself and my picture-taking to this bikini-clad intruder?

"Can we try again?" she asked, moving to assume her previous position on the other side of the boardwalk.

As she turned away, I had the opportunity to check out my 'model'. Her backside was entrancing, a perfect little bubble-butt that bounced with each step. The majority of it was there for the world to see, in a bikini bottom that was not much more than a collection of strings and fabric scraps. Her legs were shapely, not skinny like so many models today. They were firm and well toned. She could very well have been a runner.

For someone I guessed to be 19 or 20, she had a very womanly shape, with defined hips and a narrow waist. Two dimples defined the small of her back and her shoulders broadened to about the width of her hips. From behind, she was perfection as far as I was concerned.

Back across the boardwalk, she turned and struck a pose, one foot in front of the other, knees slightly bent. 

She cocked her hip toward the house and raised her arms, pointing toward it. I couldn't help but stare. 

Her legs, as nice from the front as the rear, lead my eyes upward. Her treasure was barely hidden by one of those small fabric scraps, leaving her legs to merge with her hips and blend into her flat, sculpted tummy. A small jewel adorned her navel, glistening in the sun. 

Her breasts were perfect for her body, somewhere around a 34 in the mid to full 'C' category. These, too, were precariously contained by two scraps of a bright blue fabric connected by strings. 

She was obviously just getting started on her tan, as her upper chest and face were still adorned with freckles. She was cute, with a little button nose. and strawberry blonde hair that hung loosely to just beyond her shoulders. But, the key to her true beauty, her deep blue eyes, were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses.

The sound of this young beauty clearing her throat brought me back to the moment. A smile let me know that she had caught me checking her out and she re-cocked her hip, telling me that it was time to get to work.

"Sorry," I said, trying to regain my footing, "Just envisioning the shot." She smiled knowingly and posed once more as I brought the camera up to my eye.

I fired off shot after shot as she shifted from pose to pose, pausing between them to let me get the shot. In a matter of minutes, we'd taken a couple dozen shots. A small crowd had stopped to watch us; well her really. They quickly moved along when it became apparent that we were done for the moment.

She skipped across the walkway, slid beside me on the seawall and scooted up close. As she pressed against me, I wanted to say something, but realized that I didn't know her name. "I'm George, by the way," I said, twisting to offer my hand.

Taking it with a giggle, she said, "Oh yeah, I'm Brittney. My friends call me Britt."

Holding her hand a bit longer than needed, I said "Then Britt it is," looking at my reflection in her glasses.

Pausing for a moment, Britney took her glasses off with her free hand. As our eyes met, I felt her grasp tighten as she said under her breath, "For sure."

Realizing I needed both hands to play back our pictures, I released her hand, but not her gaze. Taking a deep breath, Britt said, "Well, let's see what we've got."

Scrolling through the photos, I was pleased with the way they'd turned out. It didn't hurt that the subject matter was spectacular, and I'm not talking about the house. In fact, the depth of field was such that the house was way out of focus in most all the shots, while the true subject was sharp as can be. "Maybe she won't notice."I said to myself as we continued. I had forgotten that the latter shots were strictly of her as I had zoomed in, completely taking the house out of the picture.

Britt glanced over at me when she realized that the photo shoot had turned into one of her and not the house. "I guess you'll have to shoot the house again when you're less distracted, "She giggled.

"Yeah, I suppose, "blushing a bit. "So how long have you been modeling?" I asked.

Managing to blush and giggle at the same time, Britt slapped me on the leg. "I've never modeled; but I have to admit you made me look pretty good here," she said, pointing to the camera.

"Well, I'm far from being a pro, but you have a natural beauty that makes it easy to take a good photo, "I said, hoping I didn't come across as too gushy.

Caught in the moment, I hadn't noticed, her hand was still resting on my thigh. She squeezed it slightly in response to my compliment. Feeling brave, I put my hand on hers and said, "I'm getting a bit hungry; can I buy you lunch in exchange for your services?"

"Services? "She asked, looking at me with one raised eyebrow.

Red cheeked, I responded quickly, "You know, modeling."

Laughing, she gave me a peck on my blush, stood and said, "I'd love to." Taking my hand, she pulled me up off the wall. "This way," she said, "I have to get my bag and towel."

Keeping her little finger locked around mine, I strolled with her down the boardwalk, conscious of the looks we were getting, ego climbing with each stride. When we reached her spot, she let go, bounced over the wall and jogged to her stuff. Stuffing her towel into the bag, she jogged back toward me. I couldn't help but flash to the movie '10', Bo Derek's breasts bouncing in cadence with her jogging. Stopping in front of me, she caught me in 'Dream Mode' again and had to punch my arm to re-boot me.

Snapped back to reality, I said, "What are we waiting for, I'm hungry!"

Britt laughed at my pathetic attempt at a recovery. "Okay, let me get decent and then we'll go."

By decent, she meant digging into her bag and pulling out a pair of denim cut-offs that, thankfully, didn't cover the bottom of her ass and a cropped t-shirt that managed to cover her shoulders, but that was about it. Brushing sand off her feet, she slipped into some flip-flops, she said, "All dressed, we can go now."

It was my turn to laugh and take her hand. I said, "Then let's hit it." I felt her grip tighten as we made our way to the nearest eatery.

Through lunch, we got further acquainted with each other. Brittney was 19 and had completed her first year at State. After learning her age, I expected her to ask me mine. "Don't you want to know how old I am? "I asked.

"Doesn't really matter, "she said, continuing to munch on her salad. "I know you asked me to make sure I was legal."

I choked on my sandwich. She just smiled and continued eating as I struggled to regain my composure. After the coughing subsided, I managed a sip of water as she asked, "Are you okay?"

Answering would have been easier if she hadn't been working her bare foot up my leg and into the bottom of the shorts. Panicked, I grabbed her ankle, halting her advance and asked, "Are you trying to kill me?"

Smiling, she wiggled her toes and said, "Not yet."

Blood headed south and my dick stiffened until it pushed back on Britt's toes. Her eyes lit up when she felt my response and she pushed harder until I loosened the grip on her ankle. Thank God for table cloths, I thought, as we both slid down in our seats. Britt looked me in the eye as she slid her foot up the length of my cock, the sole of her foot massaging me. Meanwhile, I inconspicuously ran my hand up and down her calf, trying to not make it look like I was jacking off under the table.

It was pretty obvious to me and, I assume, to her, that we weren't going to be able to keep doing this much longer. Mercifully, she stopped rubbing and let her foot rest on my cock, toes strumming against my lower belly. "So, do we need to go back to the house and let you finish taking your pictures? "she asked, smiling the whole time, knowing the strain I was under.

Trying to go one up on her, I said, "Yeah.In fact, since they haven't moved in yet, I should get some interior shots. I have the house to myself for the rest of the day." My not–so-subtle hint wasn't missed. A smile broke over her face and the foot job resumed for a couple of strokes.

As we stood to leave, I let her remove her foot and discretely stepped behind her to rearrange myself. Turning her head, she caught me in the act. Giggling, she stepped back and ground her butt into my crotch. Putting my hands on her hips, I pushed her toward the door and said, sarcastically, "Thanks; that helped."

"Glad to be of service, "she replied, giving one last wiggle.

Away from the restaurant, Britt laughed and skipped ahead of me like a little kid. "Hey, "I shouted, "this way. I need to get the rest of my gear if we're going to shoot inside." 

With my back to her, I started for my truck and didn't hear her approach. Next thing I knew, she was on my back, piggyback style with her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. Hooking an arm under each of her knees, I ran my hands up and down the undersides of her calves. Britt cooed in my ear as we made it to my truck.

Letting her down, I unlocked the truck and took my camera bag from behind the seat. "Let me take that, "Britt said, "after all, I am your assistant." Hefting the full weight of the bag she said, "Holy crap, this thing weighs a ton. What do you have in here?"

"Just a couple of lenses, a couple different flashes, some batteries; that kind of thing. Just like a Boy Scout, always prepared. "I replied.

Handing the bag back, she said, "If it's all the same to you, I think I'll stick to just being your model."

"Sounds like a plan, "I said, slipping the strap over my shoulder. 

As we started back to the house, Britt took my free arm, wrapped it around her waist and slipped hers around mine, hand tucked under the waist band of my shorts. We walked along like we'd been together forever. 

I couldn't think of a more pleasant situation; but couldn't help but wonder why this gorgeous little vixen had latched onto me so quickly. I didn't know anything about her and she certainly didn't know anything about me...except that my dick still gets hard. I mean, I'm not all that old, but at nineteen, she could have any of the young studs that hung around at the beach.

Nearing to the house, I said "Britt, I don't know about you, but this kind of thing never happens to me. I mean, a gorgeous young thing like you could have your pick of anyone." I paused, then stuttered on, "Don't get me wrong, this is great. In fact, I'm afraid I'll wake up any minute and find this was all a dream. Do you get where I'm coming from?"

"George, "she said, pausing to put her thoughts in order, "Actually, you're not really a stranger to me." Britt caught my questioning look and continued; "I've kind of been stalking you for the last few months."

"What? "

"Well not stalk, really. I mean I've only seen you here at the beach. I'd come down here to study and the house you were building caught my attention. My Dad's a builder back east, so I've been around construction all my life so, I'd walk by, just checking progress. Then, one day, I saw you talking to some of the guys. It didn't take long to figure out you were the boss. I mean, at first I hoped that it was your house, but... Anyway, something about you just hit me; I can't put my finger on it."

Walking a little slower, she continued; "It's kind of embarrassing to talk about. I really wanted to meet you, but I didn't know where to start."

"Well today's introduction was definitely unique, "I laughed.

"Yeah, well today just kind of happened; you know. Opportunity presented itself and I just went with it. For the last couple weeks, I've been coming around, hoping to see you. A couple times, I managed to walk down the sidewalk and hear you talking. Once I heard your voice, I knew I had to meet you somehow."

I shook my head in disbelief. This kind of thing only happened to other guys, and I'm sure most of them lie about it happening to them. "If you hung around as much as you say, I can't imagine I didn't notice you, "my hand caressing her bare waist.

"I don't usually dress like this, "she said, turning a bit red. "This was really just for you. I kept these clothes in my bag, you know, just in case.

We finally reached the house and released our hold on each other so that I could unlock the front door. "Well I'm honored, that you went to such lengths, "I said. "I hope I don't disappoint."

Turning back from the door after getting my bag, Britt was right there, in my face, her mouth on mine. In no hurry to get inside, the kiss lingered, our tongues finding each other. My cock stiffened in response, making its presence known as she ground against me. Breaking the kiss, she looked into my eyes and said, "So far, so good," giving my bulge a little pat as she walked through the door.

Still afraid that I would wake from a dream, I followed her into the house. Locking the door behind me, I found her in the lower guest room, checking out the craftsmanship. She obviously knew what she was looking at. As we continued our tour, she would comment on what she would have done different if it had been her house and constantly commented on how well built the house was.

"Well, "I said, breaking out the camera, "I guess I better get started. This place will look good in my portfolio."

As I wandered the first floor, taking shots from different angles, Britt would occasionally end up in one of the shots. "Too bad I didn't know this was going to happen today. I would have brought a nice outfit and I could have been that housewife in the old ads. You know, showing off the appliances and stuff."

I laughed as she struck another pose to showcase the shower in the bathroom. "Yeah, that would have been fun. I could have built a whole brochure around that kind of theme."

Turning to take a shot of the bedroom, I heard the shower door open and close. Turning toward the shower, I was presented with a pleasant sight. Two bare breasts were pressed tight to the door, contrasting nipples glaring at me. Her faced was turned, with her cheek against the glass, eyes closed. Britt moaned lightly and I drifted into fantasy. I was in the shower with her, taking her from behind, driving my stiff cock into her tight pussy.

I think I could have come without touching myself if she hadn't bounded out of the shower, groping me as she ran up the stairs to the next floor.

Gathering my gear, I joined her upstairs. Sadly, she had slipped her bikini top back on, but the kitchen in this modern home never looked any better. Her sweet little ass was perched on the island, legs crossed as her foot wagged back and forth, like she was waiting impatiently for something. Like a moth drawn to a flame, I set my bag down and walked up to her. Stopping a couple feet away, Britt reached out with her bare right foot, trying to reach my crotch. I grabbed her foot with both hands; "Behave, "I said, "I need to get these pictures shot while I still have light."

Pouting, she said, "yes sir," in a squeaky little voice. I stepped up and gave her a gentle kiss. I couldn't read the look in her eyes, but it felt right.

Jumping from the island, Britt looked around and asked endless questions about this and that as I took my shots. A half a dozen times, I asked her to pose so that we could have a size perspective. "Yeah right, "she said "You can't really use the pictures with me in them to show prospective clients, can you?"

"You're probably right. I guess they'll just have to be for my private portfolio, "winking at her as I took another shot.

"Well if it's going to be a private portfolio, then maybe we should throw in a couple of these. " Turning her back, Britt slipped her bottoms to the floor and mooned me. I nearly forgot to take the shot as I looked at my idea of heaven on earth.

Bent at the waist, her perfect ass presented two supple hemispheres, longing to be caressed. 

That spot where the ass crack starts at the lower back has always held a fascination for me. With previous lovers, I'd been known to linger there for interminable amounts of time, just toying with that spot. 

Further down, her little puckered star shone brightly, winking at me. Her perineum, the borderline between ass and pussy, also fascinated me. 

And then, of course, there was her pussy; or at least a portion of it. Only her puffy outer lips were visible, glistening with juices that betrayed her arousal. Even with her legs together, a vacancy existed at the top of her thighs that beckoned one to enter.

I assumed that dropping her bikini bottom was an invitation to take things to the next level, so I snapped a couple of shots, set my camera down and went to my knees. Still bent over, with hands grasping her ankles, she watched with anticipation as I crawled to her like a leopard stalking its prey. I could see her shivering , though it was nearly 80 degrees outside.

Reaching her, I began my slow assault on her body. Starting at her ankles, I licked my way up one leg as my fingers mimicked my tongue on the other. Her shivers turned to a small quake when I reached the back of her knees. She emitted a constant little whimper as I moved up the back of her thighs. 

I lingered at her ass cheeks, licking ever-enlarging circles until I reached the crevasse separating the two, globes. Continuing further upward, I reached that point where the split between those two luscious mounds stops and blends with her back. I licked and kissed that magical intersection for a while before traveling down the other leg.

Her womanly scent was trying to lure me off course and a slight movement between her legs caught my eye. I watched, entranced, as a drop of her sexual nectar gathered on her now-pouting inner lips and dripped to her leg. Gathering all the restraint I could muster, I continued down her thighs, her whimpers turning to moans.

Reaching her knees, I couldn't resist a little detour northward to sample her dripping sex. I felt her looking at me as I had my first taste. A small tremor rolled through her pussy, depositing more of her lubrication for the taking.


Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 02



I wake up most mornings with a little 'morning wood', but I don't generally have my hand wrapped around it absent-mindedly stroking it. That was a hell of dream I had about a gorgeous blonde in a micro-bikini. Blurred scenes of her lips wrapped around my cock and my face buried in the sweetest pussy imaginable played in my head.

With a start, I sat up, still hanging onto my dick, "Shit," I said out loud. That hadn't been a dream and the gorgeous blonde was coming to my place for breakfast this morning. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and looked at the clock. It was just before 5 a.m. and I sighed with relief that I still had about three hours to get my act together before Brittany came over.

We had met the day before while I was shooting some pictures of a house I had just finished building down on the beach. Britt 'introduced' herself by jumping into one of my shots from the boardwalk. She was barely wearing this little-bitty blue bikini and before I knew what was happening, I had become a fashion photographer and Britt was a famous swimsuit model.

The rest of the day was like some sort of fantasy. I'm not old by any stretch, late twenties, and building has kept me in pretty good shape. Britt though is this beautiful 20 year old sex kitten with a body that guys of any age dream of. Somewhere around 5' 7", her body is my idea of perfection. Long, toned legs hold up the perfect butt. Britt's butt is my ideal, what I call 'bubble butt'; two glorious handfuls that that just stick out there enough to draw your eyes, or if you're lucky, your hands.

Her tummy is flat, but not muscled and her belly button is adorned with a small piercing. Around the other side is one of my favorite areas of the female form. There is this magical area where the ass crack ends, merging with the small of the back; and for true perfection, there are two distinct dimples just above those taut globes. I could spend hours just admiring, kissing, running my fingers around Britt's lower back.

Not to be outdone however, are her beautiful breasts. I'm guessing that they are around 34 C's. They are firm and sit high and proud. Her nipples are the perfect proportion to her tits and are instant indicators of her sexual state. 

Some of Britt's facial features remind me of the actress Kaley Cuoco, but with more of button nose and these mesmerizing deep-blue eyes. Her hair is this thick lustrous strawberry-blonde that hangs beyond her shoulders.

We spent yesterday afternoon and evening getting better acquainted. I'm still a little mystified as to why she is attracted to me, but who am I to screw things up by getting all analytical. A little lunch and teasing led to more photography interspersed with some mind-blowing oral sex. After a little dinner we agreed that she would come to my place today to have breakfast and then she could help me out with some other photo projects I was working on.

Inspired by Britt's upcoming visit and the possibility of getting to know her better (wink, wink), I headed to the shower, hard-on leading the way. After a good scrubbing down and somehow fighting the urge to 'rub-one-out' as they say, I scurried around getting ready.

Now my house isn't your typical abode. Britt gave me a cautious look when she punched my address into her GPS and saw that my place was downtown in a predominately warehouse district. A few years back I purchased this large, old monument to brick in an area that I hoped would someday be revitalized and the buildings re-purposed for residences and the like. For now, all my neighbors were empty buildings. This made for a quiet neighborhood which was just to my liking.

Now I'm not camping out in a big old barn. My building covers about three quarters of an acre under one roof and that roof is about thirty feet off the floor. It's a stout old building with large wooden bow-string trusses that allow for one huge open floor area. My first idea was redevelopment when I bought it, but my dream would be to have a grand photo studio. This place is big enough to shoot a good size airliner in if you could figure out how to get it through the doors.

Unbeknownst to the city, I have built a nice two-story (sort of) home in one corner of the building. It has two bedrooms and two baths and a big kitchen and living/dining area. It won't be in Better Homes and Gardens anytime soon, but it works for me. I do have a love of good food and cooking, so I have tapped into some of my connections and have all the cool toys you need in a kitchen. The master bath, particularly the shower is also a bit over the top. That's one of the downfalls to working on high-end homes; you learn about all the neat bells and whistles that are available.

Since I don't need a real roof on my home-within-a-warehouse, I elected to make this second floor my first studio area along with a little office space. The bulk of the outside walls are only 42" tall, the exception being the full height walls that are the backdrops for the working bath and bedroom sets. The rest of the floor space can be setup for other sets and shoots. Natural light floods the area through large skylights that run down the ridge of the warehouse roof.

After my shower, I throw on a pair of shorts, T-shirt and flip-flops. A quick survey of the kitchen tells me that I have enough to throw together a nice breakfast spread. I spend a little time straightening up the living area, fluffing the couch cushions and straightening up the stack of magazines on the table. Since I fancy myself an advanced amateur photographer, I have a varied collection of magazines I look through. There are architecture mags, fashion and of course Playboy, Maxim, and the like.

Before I know it, it's almost 8 o'clock and Britt should be here any time. I ran out through my 'front yard' and opened the big rolling door. My timing was perfect as Britt was slowly making her way down the street looking for the faded address numbers painted high on the old brick wall. Waving her in off the street, my heart thumped a little faster as Britt pulled to a stop and rolled down her window as she turned across the sidewalk.

Stepping toward the car, I said, bowing slightly, "Welcome to my humble abode."

I walked along side her car as she slowly pulled into my building, pulling the door shut behind her. I could see that she wasn't sure about what she was looking at. She parked near the front door of the house and got out and didn't say a word, just did a couple 360's, trying to make sense of it all.

Stepping up to her, I put my hands on her shoulders to bring her spinning to a halt. Her beautiful blue eyes focused on mine and a smile broke out, lighting the entire area. I leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips and even that soft touch sent shivers through me. She evidently felt the spark too as her eyes brightened even more and uttered a whispered "wow."

Our lips met again and our tongues danced with each other. Our hands roamed over each other and I soon found myself fondling her taut butt cheeks. Somehow I hadn't noticed that she was wearing a pair of very short shorts.

Britt's hands had their own agenda and had slipped between us, running her hands down my belly and southward. When one hand found what she was in search of, she squeezed tightly and my stiff cock throbbed causing her to moan through our kiss.

Meanwhile, my hands continued to explore her lovely ass, sneaking up from the bottom until my fingers merged in that delectable crevice. Kneading and probing, a middle finger found her little rosebud and just sat there, rubbing lightly. Britt's moaning became a growl as she pushed down on my digit while running her hand up and down my dick.

Finally breaking our kiss, she said in a husky breathless moan, "Hi."

With a smile and pushing a bit harder on her backdoor, I whispered, "Hi" back. She groaned again and squeezed me harder. "Stinker!" she giggled.

Begrudgingly relinquishing our hold on each other, she led me through one more 360. "You really live here?" she asked.

"It's a little different, but I call it home," I answered. "Are you hungry or do you want the nickel tour?"

"This is so weird," she answered, continuing to look over the cavernous surroundings. "Show me the rest."

Taking her hand, I led her through the front door. "This is the living area and obviously the kitchen and dining areas."

Britt roamed the area and checked everything out, short of opening drawers and cupboards. "Nice and open," she said. "It's very comfortable and warm, I like it," she smiled.

Britt snagged an apple off the island as I led her down the hall to the bedrooms. We stuck our heads in the guest room, "I've never had anyone use it, but it's here if I need it."

"It's nice," she replied as she headed toward my room.

"Now this is more like it," as she sat on the edge of my bed and bounced up and down, her feet not quite hitting the floor. Her eyes took it all in, the big screen on the wall, the sound system. "What, no mirrored ceiling?" she giggled, laying back, spread eagle.

It was all I could do to stop myself from jumping on top of her.

Before giving me a chance at a second thought, Britt rolled off the bed and bounced into the bathroom. As I adjusted myself she yelled, "George, what is with this shower?"

I stepped into the room to find her standing barefoot in the middle of the shower checking out all the controls. Kicking of my flip-flops, I stepped in behind her and reached around to show her what all the different controls did. Whispering the benefits of an anti-scald device in her ear, Britt rubbed her butt in my crotch, trying to get more of a rise out of my already stiff little buddy. I moaned a bit as I dipped the tip of my tongue in her ear and nibbled on her lobe. Writhing at the touch, she reached back and grabbed my shorts, pulling me tighter while she gyrated. That left me no option but to slip my hands under her little camisole and play with her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers.

Being a bit of a brat, I gave her one last tweak and then slipped out of the shower and said over my shoulder as I walked out of the room, "C'mon, two cents left on the tour."

"Wait," she whined as she slipped her sandals back on. "I'm gonna get you for that!" as she rounded the corner from the bedroom.

"Gonna have to catch me first," I said as I headed out the front door.

Britt burst out the front door in hot pursuit and saw me round the corner. Coming around the bend she saw my backside as I took the stairs up to the deck two at a time.

When she reached the top, she skidded to a stop and did another of her patented 360's taking it all in. "What the hell?" she gasped, out of breath from the pursuit.

"Welcome to my studio and office," I said as I leaned against one of the short outside wall.

"Wow!" she said as she did another room inspection. Britt wandered around the main area and office area checking out the lights and reflectors, cautiously looking over the railing walls and out into the cavernous space beyond. She looked up at the truss roof and then wandered into the bathroom and bedroom sets. She reached in and giggled with a start when she found that the shower actually worked. Taking a couple skips like a little girl she bounded onto the bed and laid back propped up on her elbows. Staring at me she asked, "So is this where you bring all the young girls, promising to make them famous models?"

Britt's blue eyes grew darker now and she broke into a sly grin when she looked down and saw the tent she'd helped erect in my shorts. I walked slowly to the end of the bed and then crawled on all four until I straddled her. Leaning down, I tried to tease her by inching up to kiss her forehead. She was having none of it and grabbed my head and launched an oral assault. We kissed and moaned and groped and rolled around a few minutes until we ran out of breath. Laying side by side with our legs intertwined, basically dry-humping each other, we stopped and looked into each others eyes.

Britt's eyes were now nearly black and you could read the passion and desire. Somehow I held it together and returned the stare and said, "So are you ready for breakfast now?"

My smile, oddly enough was not returned. If fire could have flown from her eyes, it surely would have. In a move I never saw coming, she had me on my back and was sitting on my chest, her crotch inches from my face. Catching my breath, I inhaled the tell tale aroma of arousal.

"Fuck breakfast," she growled as she reached back and slid her hand under the waistband of my shorts and grabbed my cock, pulling roughly. I winced a bit and in frustration, Britt spun around on my chest and savagely attacked my shorts to try and free my stiff cock.

Trying to be as cooperative as possible, I was nonetheless distracted by her ass in my face. Her little shorts were pulled up tighter than the best executed middle-school wedgie. Grabbing her by the hips, I pulled her down on my face and tried to gnaw through the fabric to get to her pussy. Britt squirmed as I tried to pry her shorts off. I lost my grip and she gained ground and I felt her mouth take my cock deep. I moaned and bucked as I tried to reach under her and unbutton her shorts. Britt nipped at the tip of my cock as a warning and I knew I had lost this round. Throwing my arms back, I said, "You win." She chortled as well as one can with a dick down your throat and continued to slide her warm mouth up and down my length.

The battle now decided; we both relaxed. Britt pushed my shorts down past my knees and I helped out by kicking them off the rest of the way. Britt ran one hand up and down the inside of my thighs, scraping lightly with her nails that sent a shiver up my cock. I could feel her smile as she continued to run her mouth up to the tip and down to the root. I could feel her saliva run down my balls and she used her other hand to massage them, running her hand up the bottom of my shaft to gather more wetness. Pushing my legs further apart, she would occasionally run her hand over my slickened balls and I could feel her fingers searching for my asshole; a little payback for our good morning kiss.

Distracted as she was while she played with my dick, I returned to the task of removing her shorts. Relenting, Britt straightened her legs enough to let me pull her shorts and panties over her bubble butt and down her soft, silky thighs.

With her knees bent I was looking up at her feet as I pushed her panties and shorts upward. Now I'll admit that I also have a thing about feet. There are pretty-feet, okay-feet and 'please-keep-your-shoes-on-feet'. Britt's are as pretty as they come. Petite and perfect for her size, soft and recently pedicured, (is that a verb?) Finally having those pesky things out of the way, I took the opportunity to massage her feet, running my fingers through her toes. I could feel her response on my cock, sucking a little harder.

Playfully, I thought I would see how ticklish she was and lightly scraped a couple fingers along the sole of each foot. I quickly realized my error as I felt her teeth clamp down on the base of my dick and one of her middle fingers slip knuckle-deep into my ass. This last move made my dick jump and Britt had to quickly back off to keep my dick from bouncing off her tonsils.

Twisting her body slightly, Britt gave me this vengeful look as she took my cock in one hand and worked it up and down; twisting slightly as she also worked her finger in and out of my ass. I tried to get the upper hand again by sliding my hands down the inside of her thighs toward her pussy, but she was task oriented. Without missing a stroke, she slid off, now perpendicular to me.

I marveled at her profile as she was on her knees, her tits hanging down and her mouth and both hands hard at work, intent on bringing me off. Her long blonde hair brushed my belly and partially blocked my view.

After another minute or so of this triple-teaming assault, Britt felt my balls tighten and my cock thicken. Pulling her mouth off my tip with an audible 'pop', Britt whipped her head to one side to get her hair out of the way.

"Are you ready baby?" both hands still in motion. "Are you gonna give me my first breakfast course, baby?" as she sucked on the tip of my cock again, never losing eye contact.

I shivered in response, unable to verbalize an answer. Back to the task at hand, Britt swallowed my cock again and began working her middle finger deeper and deeper into my backside. Completely out of control, my body stiffened as though electrocuted. Britt stroked my prostate and took my cock into her throat and tried to swallow me whole.

My cock gave her something to swallow as I literally exploded, jetting stream after stream of cum down Britt's throat. Unrelenting and with the breath control of a seasoned diver, she continued to swallow until there was nothing left to get. Slowly she wrung my cock dry with her lips and gently slid her finger out of my ass.

I was still seeing stars and breathing heavy as she rested her head on my belly and gazed at me. Still unable to completely focus, I lifted my head just enough to make eye contact and mustered enough strength to throw her a little air kiss and then I think I said, "Love you," before I dropped my head back down and drifted off.

For the second time that day, I woke up with a hard-on. This time there was no doubt that it wasn't a dream. Britt was gently licking my dick and then blowing warm air over my balls. "Nice and clean," she said, giving the tip a little kiss and then blowing on it gently. "Blow dryer," she giggled.

I reached down to her and pulled her up until our lips met and we kissed. Not the throat jamming, French version, but nice long leisurely kissing. After a bit, Britt pulled back and ran her hand across my forehead, brushing my hair back and said, "So you love me, huh?"

Quickly, I said "Well after a gift like that, that's all I could think to say. I mean, I didn't even really think, it was just what came out." Pausing and waiting for a reaction I stammered on, "I'm sorry if that was a little abrupt, but I think that ranked a little higher than just a Thank You."

Pausing for effect, and trust me, it worked, Britt replied with a smile, "Well I LOVED doing it for you and I LOVE that you LOVED it.

Locked in an embrace, we showered each other with kisses as our hands roamed over each other. My hands gravitated south until I had a firm grasp on her butt cheeks which I lovingly kneaded and massaged. I ran numerous fingers up and down the crack, always stopping at the top and lingering in that special place. Her dimples are so pronounced that I had no problem locating them and nesting there for a bit. Throughout, Britt purred like a kitten.... I got stiff.

Revitalized and ready to reciprocate, I rolled Britt onto her back and knelt beside her. Starting at the top of her head, I laid kisses followed by gentle caresses. I didn't want to miss one square inch and I was in no hurry. Britt sensed what I was up to and remained perfectly still and submissive. I spent a great deal of time on her face, leaving no area untouched. Her ears and the sides of her neck were worshiped. An occasional sigh escaped her lips. Those talented lips received a hundred pecks and I gently outlined them with my index finger. The tip of her tongue involuntarily peeked through her lips and I kissed it, gently drawing it between my lips.

I kept this up from top to bottom, not ignoring one square inch. I hit every bit of her arms, her fingers; I slowly circled her breasts and watched her nipples harden in anticipation. Her breathing had quickened noticeably and her body tensed as I neared the summit. With the slightest pause, my lips hovered above her nipple and then I ever so gently placed my lips around it, puckered lightly and then swiped my tongue slowly over the top. I smiled, which tightened my grip as a small orgasm rolled through her and she gasped, "Ohhh!"




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I didn't linger but worked my way across the chasm to the next breast and began the arduous journey around and around until the top was nearly within reach. Again I could see and feel her tension and I glanced up to see her biting her upper lip, her eyes scrunched tightly. This was not the time to tease, and the minute my lips pursed her nipple, another orgasm rolled up her body. Like a cresting wave, a ripple rolled from her pelvis and up her strained abs. A deep, guttural groan leaked past her clinched lips.

I continued on my southbound journey, pausing briefly to play with the jewel in her navel. My lips and fingertips roamed across her stomach and played around her hips. I now had to plan my route for this leg of the trip (pun intended). I opted to travel down her left leg, trailing kisses and caresses down the outside of her thigh and calf. I spent a bit of time on her ankle and foot, taking time to pay homage to each toe.

Soft moans escaped her lips as a pushed her legs apart enough to allow me to explore the inside of her calf and thigh. Again I felt her tense as I got closer to her pussy and the scent of her sex assaulted my senses, my cock now fully aware and erect.

Determined to complete my journey, I jumped to her right leg, blowing softly across her moist pussy lips as I passed. Britt's hips jumped up in an attempt to intercept my lips, only to groan in frustration as I moved down the outside of her right leg.

I'm not sure how long my journey had taken to this point, but I could see that as far as Britt was concerned, it had better end soon. As I ran my tongue between her toes, sucking each in succession, I was watching her juices flow freely from her pussy, her inner lips fully exposed.

Leaving her foot, I entered the home stretch. Britt spread her legs obscenely wide, her hips rocking to and fro. About the time I hit mid-thigh I felt her body tighten and she took in a deep breath. Anticipation can be cruel, and as much as I had enjoyed the trip, for Britt's sake it was time to come home.

I slid both hands under her butt and stared down at her perfect pussy. Smooth and wonderfully bare, her inner lips now awash in her juices and her clit standing proud and visibly throbbing in rhythm with her heart. I sensed I was being watched and lifted my head enough to see her staring at me, her eyes pleading.

Holding her stare, I winked at her as the tip of my tongue caressed her clit. Britt let out a scream that quite frankly scared the hell out of me and I could hear it echo throughout the warehouse. Instinctively, I grabbed on for dear life. With a butt cheek in each hand, I lowered my head and began to fuck her furiously with my tongue. I wrapped my lips entirely around her sex and sucked, drinking greedily, my tongue probing deep within. Britt had lost all control of her body and answered only to me. One orgasm rolled into another, her body thrashing with only the death grip she had on the mattress keeping her on the bed.

My head was starting to throb from the crushing embrace of her thighs. When her body was completely spent, she released her hold and ran her hand through my hair, gently pushing me away. Reluctantly, I withdrew, taking one swipe at her abused clit. A little jump and "Fucker" was whispered with an extended sigh.

Happy with the outcome, I eased out of between her legs, dragging my stiff cock over her knee, leaving a wet trail like a garden snail. I planted wet kisses up her side as I lay down beside her. Propped up on one elbow I took a minute to look over the area I had just explored. There is no more beautiful landscape than the one I now adored.

Aware that those beautiful blue eyes were once again staring at me, I slowly brought my gaze back to her face. A tired and satisfied smile drew my lips to her and we kissed; a gentle and loving kiss. Britt licked her lips, then mine, tasting herself.

"You're a mess," she said, as she licked her juices off my face, like a mother cat cleaning her young.

With a sigh of contentment, we kissed once more and then Britt rolled onto her side and I snuggled against her back, my dick easing into the crack of her ass. Fumbling around until I was comfortable, I reached back and managed to find the covers and pulled them over us. Hugging her tight, my face nestled against her neck; I whispered "Wake me when breakfast is ready."

Her only response was her butt clinching, giving my cock a little 'good-night' hug. 



Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 03



I usually wake up with a case of morning wood, but it's not often that that it's caused by a young blonde vixen sucking on my dick.

Britt and I had napped a couple hours after a marathon session of oral delight. She had originally come over for breakfast, but we ended up on my second-floor studio and things just, well, happened. A glance at the clock on the nightstand told me it would be closer to lunch and my stomach growled to let me know it was more than ready.

Britt giggled at my abdominal grumbling and slid up to give me a kiss. Continuing to stroke my cock she said, "Looks like we have a little battle of the organs going on here. Your tummy here says that breakfast is long overdue and my friend here says that he wants to play some more," rubbing her thumb over the tip of my cock.

"Well," I said, reaching over to play with a nipple; "You seem to have everything well in hand, and you are my guest, so, you decide."

"Eee," she squeaked as I pinched her nipple; "A nice breakfast for my tummy or this big ol' sausage for my pussy," she giggled as she slid her hand down to my balls and gave a little squeeze.

I pulled Britt on top of me and kissed her hard, reaching down and grabbing her butt cheeks. I pulled her up until my cock sprang up between her legs, nestled against that bit of heaven. Britt moaned into my mouth as she rubbed her moistening lips along the top of my dick, getting us both primed. As we ground against each other, I pulled her cheeks apart and ran my fingers up and down from her pussy to her asshole; teasing them both.

Food was no longer a consideration and I flipped Britt onto her back and looked her in the eyes. She slowly closed her eyes and bit her upper lip, waiting. Taking my cock in hand, I rubbed the tip up and down her slit and slowly eased my way through heaven's gate.

We moaned in unison and Britt opened her eyes, now that familiar dark shade of blue that affirmed her desire. She nodded her head in approval as I slowly buried myself deeper, feeling her pulsating embrace, so warm, so wet. When we were completely joined, I paused a second and then kissed her softly. With my hands underneath her, grasping his butt, I dropped my head to the side of hers and whispered, "Ready?" and I gave a little flex, sort of a male kegel.

Britt moaned and squeezed back and answered softly, "Fuck Me."

Ever the tease, I pushed myself up and stared down at her with a questioning look; "Pardon me?"

Her eyes got darker and her voice louder; "I said Fuck ME!"

I shrugged a little and gave it a little short stroke and stopped.

Britt's eyes were now nearly black as coal and she scowled at me as she tried to crush my dick with her pussy. "I SAID FUCK ME NOW!!" in a voice so loud that that it echoed off the surrounding brick walls.

As she heard herself, she looked back in shock and clasped her hands over her mouth. "Oh god, I hope nobody heard that," she said quietly.

I looked down on her and drove myself deep, withdrew slowly and then drove deep once more. As I set a steady pace I said loudly, "NO....ONE...CAN...HEAR...AND...IT....FUCKING....TURNS....ME...ON!!!"

A devilish smile appeared as she thrust back at me. "WELL....THEN....FUCKING....GET.... WITH.....IT!!!!

Well she asked for it! I backed off the bed and grabbed her ankles and drug her to the edge of the bed. Grabbing both legs right at the knee, I rocked her back until my cock rested on her swollen lips. I stroked back and forth, spreading her juices from her ass to her clit.

Britt glared at me as I played, "Stick it in!" she growled as she tried to reach up and push me in.

I pulled back till the tip of my cock rested on her cute puckered asshole. I let go of one leg and pushed the head down slightly. "Don't you even fucking think about it!" she said through gritted teeth. I had about half the crown in when she took the leg I had relinquished and planted her foot on my chest and 'tried' to push me away.

Forgoing the feigned anal assault, I grabbed her free leg and pulled it around my waist and without warning; I slid myself in to the hilt. The initial angle was just right so that the end of my cock slid across her g-spot. "FFFUUUCCCKKK," she stammered as her orgasm exploded deep within. Her body tensed and she shook like she was having a seizure. I had never seen such a dramatic climax; it was almost frightening.

While she was incapacitated, I slid us both back up onto the bed and while my cock rode out her climax, I laid down on her and held her tight, my face buried in her hair as I kissed the nape of her neck. As she slowly came down and caught her breath, I continued a slow rhythm. Pushing back up, I brushed the hair out of eyes and kissed her softly.

"I've never done that before," she said in an apologetic tone.

"That was a hell of an orgasm. I was worried there for a second." continuing a gentle rocking.

"Yeah, I don't think I've ever felt anything like that, but I was talking about the yelling and the....well....dirty talk." Britt almost seemed embarrassed by it and it showed on her face.

"Well, I liked it," I replied, smiling, as I rotated my hips, stirring the juices.

"I could tell," as her pussy hugged me tighter.

"Ah, Fuck!" I groaned and I just stopped. I must have had a look of awe on my face as we both remained still while her pussy muscles rolled up and down my cock, drawing me in, milking me.

"You like that, baby? You like having my sweet little pussy suck on your big hard cock?"

Now it was my turn for a new sensation. I'd never felt anything like it. I couldn't move; I didn't dare move. Britt just gave me this sinister grin. She relished being in control.

I wasn't going to last much longer at this rate. I settled back down on her and kissed her deep, rolling us on our sides. Between the kiss and the roll, it was enough distraction to allow me to quickly back out.

Britt's eyes got big when she felt the emptiness. "Hey, gimme that back, I wasn't done with it," she pouted. Her lower lip quivered and it really looked like she was about to cry.

Now what do I ......?

What an actress! Before I could complete the thought, I was on my back and Britt was straddling my chest. Déjà Vu. This was fast becoming my favorite view and this time there were no shorts in the way.

"Sucker," she said over her shoulder. Britt quickly leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth and picked up where her pussy left off.

I grabbed her waist and started to pull her to my mouth, but she resisted, grabbing hold of my legs. I reached up and swatted her on the ass;"Bad girl."

Sucking harder, she tried to ignore me, so I swatted her again and she moaned this time. "Well hell!" I muttered and I heard her snicker as she played with my balls, still sliding her mouth up and down.

She clearly wasn't going to give me the satisfaction of lapping at her wet pussy, so I elected to let my fingers do the walking. I massaged her ass, running my hands down her thighs then back up across her pussy and her little puckered star. Every third or fourth pass, I would slip a couple fingers inside her and borrow some of her juices, spreading them up her crack and teasing her asshole. Her pussy lips and ass were soon slathered and I could feel her moan on my dick. I soon had her squirming and pushing against my hands.

I backed off and just rested my hands on her butt. Britt gyrated, doing a little air-lap-dance. Her inner lips were dark and her juices dripped onto my chest. Realizing I wasn't taking the bait, Britt backed off my cock and looked back over her shoulder. 

"Say it," she said.

"Say what?"

"Tell me what you want," her eyes drilled into my brain, flipping a switch. She spit on my cock and stroked me, slowly.

"I WANT TO FUCK YOU TILL YOU CAN'T WALK STRAIGHT!" I said loudly, this time bouncing my desires though the cavernous building. My eyes locked onto hers, her breathing deepened as her nostrils flared.

With a huff, she let go of my dick, climbed over me and grabbed onto the headboard. Head down and ass up, she waited. Her milky juices ran down her thighs.

I crawled up behind her and ran my hands over her ass and onto her back. I drug my nails down her rib cage sending shivers through her. Back to her ass, I played along her crack.

"I love your ass, "I said softly as I rubbed both cheeks and slid both thumbs across her pussy and over her anus. I lingered at the top, massaging her juices into her skin. Britt's body was in constant motion now, squirming and writhing.

"I love this spot," as I licked the top of her crack, where it blended into her back.

"And I love these dimples," and I kissed each one.

Britt was now mumbling under her breath, head down, staring at the pillow;"fuck, fuck, fuck....." Her ass was twisting and thrusting, looking for something to fuck.

Backing up a little, I pushed her knees a little further apart and ran my hands up the insides of her thighs, slick with her nectar.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck......."

With both hands, I spread her ass, and took in the sights. My cock throbbed as I spread her lips and gazed inside her. Dropping my head, I carefully aimed and licked inside, gathering her essence. My chin rubbed her clit, Britt clenched, a little shriek interrupted her chant.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." My tongue, laden with her juices slid up over her little pink star. I ran my tongue around, probing it, testing. As I backed off, it winked at me. My cock swelled.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck......"

Sliding back up to her, cock in hand, I slapped each cheek with my cock. "I'm going to fuck you now."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck...."

Spreading her open with one hand, I drug my stiffness up and down. "I'm going to fuck you with this hard cock right..........NOW!"

"FUCK," she screamed, as I drove it home, my balls banging on her clit.

The headboard slammed the wall as I plugged her tight pussy with long, even strokes. I rotated my hips as I fucked her, smearing her juices all over her pussy walls.

I brought the head of my cock out almost all the way and I could feel the sucking of her inner lips, drawing me back in. My hands and fingers ran up and down her legs and I tickled the soles of her feet.

"Fucker!" she said as she tried to spear herself back on my teasing member.

My hands were back on her ass where my thumbs played with her puckered back door. I watched in fascination as it winked at me with every stroke as I resumed my assault. My cock was visibly throbbing now and Britt was breathing hard.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck...."

I could feel Britt's fingers rubbing her clit, searching for the final crescendo. Her fingers ran over my balls on the down stroke. I wasn't going to last much longer and I wanted to give Britt one more crushing orgasm.

I pulled back and stopped, catching my breath. Britt twisted and looked back at me, her face covered in sweat. "Are you ever going to fucking cum? My stomach muscles hurt, I've cum so many times."

"Almost there babe," I replied as I slowly slid back in. "All I need is a little encouragement," drawing slowly back out.

"A little encouragement?" she asked as she pushed back. "How does this feel?" as her pussy gripped me tight once more and she rocked back and forth, jacking me off with her pussy.

"Shit babe, your cun.... Er, pussy has me so tight," I stammered.

Britt glared at me as I mumbled. "Say it!" she shouted. "Say it! It makes me so FUCKING hot!" as she tried to strangle my cock.

I was getting light headed, I had to find a way to let loose. Somewhat crazed I grabbed her ass and began pounding, driving hard. "Your cunt is so fucking tight. I can't wait to fuck you in the ass!" as I kept pounding. I applied pressure to her ass with my thumb.

"You stay away from my ass, you fucker!" as she pushed back.

Spreading her ass cheeks apart, I slowly pushed my thumb up her butt, minutely stroking in and out. "Fuck, I wish I had my camera; my cock fucking your wet cunt, my thumb fucking your tight ass. Oh I am so fucking going to cum!"

Britt picked up the pace, driving her ass back. "Unnhh, FUCK MY CUNT, FUCK MY ASS!!" she yelled. "CUM DAMMIT .... CUMMING.....!!"

Britt started to quake as her climax struck like lightning and her pussy and ass tried to rip my appendages off my body. As I felt my balls ready to let loose, another synapse fired in my brain, telling me to pull out.

Like trying to pull a watermelon through a knothole, I managed to pull free just as I jetted stream after stream of jizz all over Britt's butt and my hands, my one thumb still firmly planted in her pulsating ass. I fucked her furiously with my thumb, as I rubbed my seed over her butt cheeks. The sucking sound of my cum-lubed thumb in her asshole was obscene.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck...." She moaned.

Slowly, her climax subsided. I slid an arm under her belly and eased her face down onto the bed, my thumb still tightly clamped in her ass, suckled by the remnants of her orgasm.

I slowly withdrew my thumb, despite her protesting whimper. I snuggled up, spooned to her backside. Hugging her tight and lightly kissing her sweat covered shoulders, I thought I heard a whispered, "I love you." With a smile, I nestled in for a nap. *********************************

The sun blazed down through the warehouse skylights, warming my open-deck, second story studio. My arms were still holding Britt tight and my right hand had found its way to her breast. Absentmindedly, I ran my thumb around her nipple. Britt moaned and then with feline grace, she stretched. Arms and legs reached; fingers and toes straight. There was a slight tugging where her butt was glued to my crotch, our collective juices cementing us together.

Britt grabbed my pestering hand off her tit and drew it to her face. She sniffed at my fingers and then took a cautious lick.

"Interesting combination," she said with a satisfied sigh.

Drawing her tongue up and down my digits, she licked and sucked until her stomach announced its displeasure of being ignored.

She wiggled her ass until we were disjoined and rolled to face me. Her eyes were back to their bright blue hue, sparkling in the bright sunlight.

With a soft kiss, she whispered, "Thank you." "For what?" I queried. "I think we both enjoyed that," returning her kiss.

"For remembering I wasn't protected" she blushed.

Yesterday when we were shooting pictures at the house my status as a Boy Scout was questioned because I didn't come prepared with a condom. Today, the passion was so intense that most of our reasoning powers went out the window. Only that last second warning bell caused me to take a snap reality check and pull out, unloading my seed onto her undulating ass.

"I didn't say anything," she continued, "because part of me wanted to feel you cum inside me. I could have gone to State's health center and gotten a 'morning-after' pill."

Kissing me again, she continued, "But I loved that you were thinking of me enough to not take the chance," another kiss.

"There is that sneaky old 'L' word again," I smiled.

Her eyes glistened, "Well I'd LOVE it if you would finally feed me that breakfast you promised."

I slid off the bed, pulling her to me, "shower first, and then brunch," I said.

I turned to the shower that is in the bathroom portion of my permanent studio set. Britt had other ideas and turned and skipped, bare-ass, to the stairs. "I want to try out that 'Wonder Shower' downstairs," she said as I watched her perky bubble-butt follow her down the steps. I was quickly in hot pursuit.

Hand-in-hand she pulled me into the shower in the master bath. Giggling, naked, standing at attention, she saluted me and said,"Okay captain; show me how to fly this thing."

As I had said before, one of the downfalls of building custom homes is that you are exposed to all the fancy, high-end toys that are available. The bath and shower in particular is one area of the home that has the biggest selection of options available. A large array of solar panels on the warehouse roof, along with a 2" water main helps to allow me this extravagance.

The shower is about six feet square and is tiled on three walls, the floor and the ceiling. The clear glass door is set in a wall of glass. There is a built-in bench seat on the back wall and there is a built-in steam generator. In the center of the ceiling is a large head that simulates rainfall that pretty-much covers the entire area. On one wall is your standard shower head with a hand-held hose. I had the hose custom made so that you could reach all four corners of the shower. On the same wall is an array of heads that run floor to ceiling that are adjustable in both their position and also spray pattern.

On the opposite wall is a set of heads in a track system that allows you to set a massaging pattern that will move up and down the wall vertically. The electronic controls and pump system allow you to set the spray pattern, water pressure and duration of spray in any position along the track. The idea was the ultimate water-massage system.

Lastly, on the same wall is a large protruding shelf that creates a waterfall. The volume is so great, that I built in a recirculation system in this area. After you are done, the system automatically flushes itself.

I nearly forgot to mention that there is an array of lighting effects built in also, from starlight to daylight.

"I want to play with all of the areas, but I'm starving, so let's just get cleaned up."

Nodding in agreement, I stepped over to the controls and started the rain. Britt squealed like a little girl and stood in the middle, with her arms wide-spread and spun around a few times. The 'rain' soaked her hair and it hung straight, rivulets of water streamed down from her shoulders, small streams running off her erect nipples. I turned the lights to the starlight setting. Britt glowed in the night light. She was somehow more gorgeous than ever.

Britt felt my stare and returned it. Even under the stars, her eyes outshined them. She smiled as she looked down and saw my erection.

For some reason, I got flustered and turned back to the controls and brought an end to the summer showers. I turned on the regular shower as I felt her hug me from behind, her stiff nipples poked my back and hands reached around and ran up and down my front, avoiding my cock.

"Where's the soap and shampoo?" she whispered in my ear.

With a shiver, I pointed over to the bench.

Smiling, she stepped over and made her selections and returned to the shower area and placed the bottles on the recessed shelf. Grabbing a bottle of body wash, she pulled us both just out of the path of the shower head and poured some of the liquid into one of my hands and then some into hers. We proceeded to slowly wash one another. Neither of us missed a single square inch. Careful not to stray from our intended goal of finally eating, we gently washed each others 'private' areas. The temptations were great, but this morning's activities, coupled with our physical hunger, kept us at bay.

Stepping back into the water stream, we lovingly rinsed each other, embracing and kissing.

Turning my back to her and to the shelf, I grabbed the shampoo she selected and turned back to face her. "Turn," I said, indicating with my finger. She smile and complied, with a shiver of excitement. I stepped up behind her and began to shampoo her hair. I ran my fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp and neck as I went. Britt leaned her head, back and forth, side to side, directing my fingers. Her soft moaning could be heard over the sound of the spraying. Nearing the end of the wash cycle, Britt reached back, in search of my cock. I gave her a little slap on the butt, "Rinse," I said as I turned her back to face me.

Grabbing the hand-held shower, I gave her a little peck on the lips and then put my index finger under her chin and tilted her head back as she closed her eyes. Taking the opportunity to nibble on her neck a little, I brought the shower head to her brow and began to rinse her hair. Britt's breathing was heavy, and her tits and nipples pointed toward the stars as she bent back slightly to help keep the soap out of her eyes. I had no option but to take a nipple between my lips and nurse for a second.




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"Oh fuck," she groaned as a small tremor ran through her.

I held her by the waist with one arm as I turned her back to me and finished rinsing her hair. My cock, stiff once again, nestled in her crack.

Finished rinsing, Britt turned and kissed me hard and deep, her hands on my ass for a change.

"I'll do my own conditioner while you do your hair or we'll never eat," she smiled.

I turned the rain back on for the final rinse and we stood under the stars, fondling and kissing. Giving in to our hunger, we turned off the rain and I grabbed a couple big towels off the table just outside the shower door. We softly dried each other and then stepped out of the shower.

With the towels wrapped around us, I directed Britt over to the sink area and stood her facing the mirror. I reached into a drawer and pulled out a brush and a hair dryer. Britt reached out to retrieve the brush, only to be told, "No."

I stepped back behind her and began to brush out her hair, working out the little tangles. Concentrating on my task, I heard a little sniffle. I glanced up at the mirror. Britt was staring at me through misty eyes; I kissed her bare shoulder and winked at her. Finishing with brushing, I stepped over to plug in the hair dryer. With my back turned, Britt took the opportunity to swat my butt through the towel wrapped around my waist. I turned with dryer in hand to defend myself; Britt smiled and laughed and turned her back to me to let me finish my job.

I ran my hands though her hair, drying as I went. Occasionally I would drop the dryer down and direct it under her towel, warm air blowing up between her legs. She'd squeal and jump, but not before spreading her legs further apart.

Finally we were all dry. My short hair dried on its own. Taking her hand, I took her into the bedroom and started rummaging around in my dresser. "Let me find something for you to slip on for now, so that we can get something to eat." Britt waited patiently as I dug around. I almost pulled out an old Charger jersey, but decided that was way too long. It was plenty warm inside the house. I finally found an old Rolling Stones tour T-shirt and turned to hand it to her. She stood there naked as a jay, hip cocked and one hand on the other hip. "Nice pose," I said.

She took the shirt and shook it out. She gave me a suspicious smirk and pulled it over her head. Tugging at the bottom, it didn't quite cover her ass cheeks. "This the longest thing you've got?" she asked as she turned to look at herself in the full length mirror on the opposite wall.

"Looks good to me" I replied, staring at her long legs and butt cheeks. She caught my stare in the mirror as she watched me try to pull a pair of boxers over my hardening dick. She winked at me in the mirror this time.

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Food was now the priority, but it didn't keep us from playing and teasing.

"Does breakfast still sound good?"I asked. "I have everything gathered up for that."

"Breakfast is good anytime."She replied. "It's my favorite meal."

"A girl after my own heart, "I answered.

"I hope," she whispered softly to herself.

I heard her reply and my heart fluttered.

Clearing my throat and my mind, I turned to the fridge and started taking out the makings of an omelet. Britt leaned over my back, peering into the fridge, her tits rubbing my bare back. "Anything I can do to help?"

I tried to straighten, but she stayed glued to me, her arms around my waist, laying little kisses on my shoulders. "Well, I can't cook very well in this configuration, so why don't you cut up some fruit. There are a couple Tupperware containers down on the lower shelf."

Not before pinching my butt, Britt detached herself and I stepped over to the island to prep. Turning back, I stood in rapture at the sight in front of my Subzero. Bent at the waist, knees together, the shirt rode up to the small of her back. It was like a vertical smile and all I could do was smile back. I let out a little contented moan, followed by a gasp as she spread her legs apart to reach further into the fridge. Her sweet pussy and little star shone brightly. A giggle echoed from the fridge as she shook her ass at me. I adjusted myself and turned back to my ingredients.

Britt sidled up next to me and I directed her to the location of the cutting board, knives and the like. "So what do you like in your omelet? I've got ham, sausage, bacon, cheddar, provolone, Swiss, bell peppers, onions, mushrooms and I think that is it," I asked, out of breath.

"Anything but the peppers and onions," she said. "I don't want anything to get in the way of a good kiss."

"Deal," I answered.

"Mmm, I love fruit," she said as she began opening the containers.

"Mmm, cantaloupe, watermelon, oh I love pineapple!" she exclaimed as she popped a piece in her mouth.

"Yeah, I think it's my favorite. I eat it all the time," I agreed.

"No wonder your spunk taste so good, "she tittered as she popped a piece in my mouth.

"Spunk?" I asked, questioning.

"Yeah, you know, cum, ball batter, cock snot, cream, jizz, jism, guy goo, man butter, splooge."

I stood there with my mouth agape, so she stuffed another piece of pineapple in. "Where the hell did you come up will all those?" I asked.

"Well, I am an educated and proper young lady," she answered aristocratically, then couldn't keep from laughing. "Yeah, well.......I better get these eggs on then," having no idea how to follow that. I grabbed an omelet pan and set to it. I glanced over at Britt and she stood there all barefoot and sexy in my old t-shirt, cutting up fruit and whistling an unrecognizable tune. I just shook my head in wonder.

We ate at the island, playing footsy and feeding each other fruit. The conversation was light, primarily about family and the like. Britt was from the East coast and she had one older sister, Cynthia. Her dad was a builder, hence her interest in construction and architecture and her mom was a homemaker or whatever the politically correct term was for that position.

Britt was here at State and had just completed her first year. She lived off campus with a life-long girlfriend and another girl. They were all taking the summer off and looking for work for the summer to pay the rent. The girls shared a two-bedroom house. The master bedroom was big enough to get two singles in, so Britt and Gina shared that room and had their own bath. Kate got the other room and used the hall bath.

Britt had known Gina since elementary school and Kate was the daughter of a friend of Gina's mom. All three were getting their general education courses out of the way. Britt was leaning toward some sort of art degree while Gina and Kate were both leaning toward business degrees.

With brunch out of the way, we cleared the dishes and threw the pans in the sink. "I'll worry about those later," I told her.

"So what was this photo shoot you needed help with George?"

I poured us a couple glasses of ice water and steered Britt toward the couch.

"One of the neighbors, John, who lives next to the house we were at yesterday, has just opened a little clothing store on the boulevard near there. He wants to try to do a couple ads for the local paper. With summer here, he hopes the ads will bring people to the store and not just find him by accident as they look for a place to park."

Britt pulled the latest Maxim magazine off the coffee table and started flipping through it. "So what kind of clothes does he sell?"

"I've never been to the store, but I assume that since it is near the beach, it would be that kind of thing; swimsuits, casual clothing. I doubt that he sells much in the way of formal evening wear," I kidded.

Britt spun and tried to tickle me with her foot. She only got me once in the ribs before I had her by the ankle. She had a look of panic on her face and she knew she was in for it. Before she could begin to try and wiggle her way out of my grasp, I began to massage her foot with my other hand, showing I meant no harm.

With a contented sigh, she blew me a kiss and laid back on the couch and began leafing through the magazine again. Neither of us spoke as I massaged her insole and gently worked my fingers around her toes. The t-shirt was bunched up at her waist, so she just laid there, her pussy on display. It was the first time I could just sit there and admire the view.

Breaking me from my studies, but not looking away from the magazine, she asked, "So I take it you need someone to model for the ads?" flipping through the pages.

I switched feet and she threw the finished leg over the back of the couch, spread-eagle, not a care in the world. Her outer lips spread a little and her inner lips peeked out. My dick started to get hard, wanting a peek too.

"Yeah, I think that would work the best. There's nothing better to get one's attention than a sexy blonde in a skimpy bikini, "I said, dragging a fingernail up the sole of her foot.

Britt laughed as she half-heartedly tried to extricate herself. Her inner lips spread a little, glistening.

Continuing, I said, "I'm doing it as a favor for the guy, but I imagine I could wrangle some compensation for the right model; like maybe some free clothes or something like that."

Britt was silent and seemed to be concentrating and then suddenly she laughed out loud.

"Have you read the jokes in here?" she asked.

I kidded, "No, I only buy it for the pictures."

She stuck her tongue out at me and said, "Listen to this one, it's funny."

A young housewife got a midday phone call from her husband. "Honey, I don't want you to get upset or worry, but I had an accident at work." "Oh sweetie, are you okay; what happened?" "Well, I accidently cut of a finger at work," he answered "Oh baby,....the whole finger?"She asked. "Nah," he said. "The one next to it"

I had to laugh; Britt's laugh is contagious.

I also had to smile as I thought of how happy I was that she seemed so comfortable here and with me. We'd only known each other for two days, although she had been checking me out for awhile. This still amazed me, but I wasn't about to question it.

Britt looked up and caught me in dreamland. She rubbed her foot on the back of my head and asked, "Whatcha thinkin about?"

"Oh, just how this weekend has gone. If someone had asked me what would make for a perfect weekend, I don't think I could have come close to this."

Britt squirmed, trying to rub my crotch with her other foot. "You mean you don't have horny coeds accost you every weekend?"

"Well yeah," puffing up my chest, making a joke. After a brief pause, still massaging her foot, "but this one seems special somehow," concentrating on her little toe.

I finally dared to look up and that misty look was in her eyes again; and probably in mine too.

Britt spun and ended up with her head in my lap, looking up. We just stared into each other's eyes for the longest time, as though telepathically sending little notes to each other. I just sat there and ran my hand through her hair, content.

We drew one to another until our lips met. Unhurried and unspoken, we strengthened our bond and confirmed our desire to see where this beginning may take us. Beyond the physical, there was a subliminal emotional connection that neither of us was really ready to speak of yet. Hints had been made, but it was too early, too risky.

Outstretched on the couch, legs intertwined, we again starting talking interspersed with brief kisses, about just generalities. Favorite foods, books, movies, all the little bits of knowledge that really aren't deal breakers, but help chink up the little holes that make a person complete.

Soon the topic turned to my interest in photography and the advertising photos I needed to shoot. "I'll need to get some of the clothes that he wants to feature, but first I have to convince him that using a model is the way to show off the merchandise."

"I brought a few changes of clothes with me, not knowing what you were getting me into," she smiled.

"That'll work. It doesn't really matter what the clothes are at this point, it's just to show off the use of a model and what I can do with a camera."

"So, where will we shoot?" she asked. "Bedroom and bathroom shots don't sound like they would be a good fit."

"I want to shoot here I think, rather than on the beach or somewhere outside. It's all about the clothes and I have better control of the lighting. I have some different backgrounds, or I could do a green-screen kinda thing and drop some scenery in on the computer."

Jumping up, she said, "Well let's do this. I'll grab my clothes and brush my hair and fix my face."

"I don't think you need make-up, "I said, brushing some hair out of her eyes.

"You're sweet, "she said with a peck on the lips, "But yeah, I do."

Britt skipped out to her car, while I headed upstairs to set up to shoot. Britt had a gym bag and a couple dresses on hangers. I was impressed and told her so, "You should have been the Boy Scout, it looks like you really came prepared."

She gave me a grin and turned her back to me to open her bag. Thank god for short shirts. "What do you want to start with," she asked. "I have a couple bikinis, some shorts, shirts, and a couple little dresses. I even brought my heels."

"No lingerie?" I joked while I fooled with the backdrop.

"Never saw the need," she answered frankly. "I decided when I came to school that that would be my priority. I haven't dated anyone or been interested in a guy since I've been here.....well until yesterday," her voice trailing off.

A moment of silence to reflect and then I said, "let's start with swimwear first and then we'll see about the rest. I think a couple shots of each type of clothing should give him a good idea of what he needs."

"Okey dokey," she answered from behind me and across the studio.

I smiled to myself and set up some lights and reflectors. I grabbed a camera and snapped on a lens. "We need to take some test shots to check exposure. Are you about read..........Holy Shit!"

I thought the suit she had on yesterday was small, but I had to squint and refocus to see any semblance of a swimsuit. Britt strutted toward me on 4" stiletto sandals. An accentuated stride swung her hips from side to side. Her hair flowed over her shoulders, swiping at her bouncing breasts.

I could now see what passed for a swimsuit. One continuous piece of string, the same shade as her skin tone was threaded through three pieces of strategically placed patches of material. Two pieces of a shimmering blue material that seemed custom matched to her eyes, barely covered her areolas. Her hard nipples threatened to expose them, pushing the little oval-shaped patches of fabric off her breasts. The strings continued over her toned belly and entered the top of a small inverted pyramid shaped piece of the same iridescent fabric. A shaved pussy was an obvious prerequisite as these two square inches of textile molded themselves to her pouting outer lips. The strings were swallowed by her butt crack, bridging her puckered star. Heading north, the strings intercepted the little nipple tents once again and then retreated around to her back, where they were somehow miraculously tied.

If there is anything better than naked, this is it. Britt stopped and turned, holding for a second and then re-setting her pose. Problem was, I was just standing there, mouth open and my hard-on sneaking through the slit in my boxers. Britt stopped posing and smiled, looking down at my crotch, asked, "So which one of you is going to shoot?"

I slipped out of my stupor and mumbled enough to get her in front of the background. I took a couple shots and then checked the exposure. I have a built-in Wi-Fi transmitter in my camera that sends the photos to my computer. The 24" monitor is a far-cry better than the little screen on the back of the camera body. Standing in front of the monitor, Britt came up behind me to take a peak. The four inch spikes allowed her to place her chin on my shoulder.

"Looks good," she whispered as she reached down and gave me a little tug. "Let's put this back until we are done working," tucking me back in.

"Yes mam," I answered, but not before I reached around and tweaked an ass cheek. Britt stepped back in front of the background and I took my position. We bantered as we shot.

"I don't think I'll be showing these shots to John. These would probably give the old boy a heart attack."

"Well, I guess they will just have to go into your private portfolio," she said as she bent at the waist, somehow touching the floor. The tiny strings looked like crosshairs on a sight as they marked her tight little star. My dick tried to jump out of my BVD's again.

"Okay, as much as I like this little collection of scrap that you call a swimsuit, I think we better try something else, maybe in the 'R-rated' category."

"Fine!" she said in a little pouty-girl fashion. I watched her butt cheeks wrestle with that bit of floss as she sashayed back to her bag on the bed. "I have another bikini you haven't seen yet. I think I could wear this one in public," she giggled, as she rocked her hips a couple times. The bit of thread and fabric fluttered to the floor.

"Where did you get that suit?" I asked, making conversation, enjoying the view.

"I ordered it on line. Gina and Kate got ones too; different colors though. I think we were a little drunk when we ordered them. We can't wear them to the beach, so once, we wore them sunbathing in the backyard, but they just made us horny."

I try to suppress a little groan and my little buddy throbbed. "You should see the three of us in them. We could cause riots." My dick was now trying to sneak a peek over my waist band.

"Hey," she said as she turned and adjusted the slightly larger top over her tits; "do you think it would help to have three models in the ad?"

Now my head was spinning. I obviously haven't met the other girls, but if Britt said they had anarchy potential, well, you know. "When I show John these shots, I'll ask him what he thinks."

Well, we made it through the Wicked Weasel red hipster bottoms with the little tri-top. Next came a pair of insanely short, shorts with a midriff-baring wife beater. We ended with a very nice; albeit short, black skirt with a satiny black blouse that buttoned` down the front, but not enough to hide a creamy cleavage.

Britt sat next to me as I scrolled through the shots, doing a bit of quick editing; sidelining the shots I liked the best. Britt leaned into me to get a better look. The satin blouse against my bare torso caused a stir. Britt leaned in closer and kissed my ear and whispered, "You make me look pretty sexy," running her tongue in my ear.

Turning to her, I kissed her deep, my hand around her the back of her head. "You don't need me to look sexy. I could have dressed you in a black trash bag and you'd look amazing."

The kissing resumed until our oxygen was nearly depleted. Forehead to forehead we gazed at each other through misty eyes. Kissing her lightly on the nose, I softly inquired, "Can I take you downstairs and make love to you?"

With a little catch in her throat, she answered, "I thought you'd never ask."



Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 04



Five a.m. Monday morning; damn I hate Mondays!

The only good thing about this Monday is that I awoke wrapped in the arms and legs of a very beautiful young blonde. I swear that I heard her purring as I gazed at her angelic face. Britt was the consummate snuggler and grumbled sleepily as I reached over to swat at the alarm clock.

"Jeez Louise, can that thing be any fuckin' louder?" she groaned.

I had to laugh, which only made her grumpier, fluffing her pillow into submission.

We'd met just two days ago and had quickly fallen into a highly sexual and comfortably familiar relationship. I hesitate to use the 'relationship' word, but that seemed to be where it was headed.

Britt, her first year of college under her belt, was a 'prim and proper' lady. That's her description anyway. The Britt I knew so far is a gorgeous, gregarious woman with a hell of a potty-mouth. I should clarify that by saying that the expletives seem to flow mainly when she is in the throes of an orgasmic nature; and evidently when she is woken too early.

After finally getting around to doing some test shots for a potential newspaper ad, Britt and I retreated to my bedroom for the remainder of the evening and night. The day had been a sexual marathon and I for one, was feeling it, but neither of us was willing to let the day end.

We managed to scrounge enough finger food to get us through the last meal of the day. Naked and huddled together under the down comforter, we fed each other and watched some movie on the big- screen hung on my bedroom wall. Neither of us could tell you what the movie was, or even if we saw the end of it.

Our physical appetite sated, we pacified our sexual longing with what I would define as 'making love'. Not the bone bruising, lustful pursuit of sexual liberation, but a slow, deliberate, almost spiritual event. For seemingly hours, we explored one another, caressing, kissing, scrutinizing. Reaching the peak was of no concern; this was about the journey.

"C'mon my little kitten, one of us has to get up and go to work," I said as I extricated myself. She groaned again in protest and rolled over. I gave her a little swat on the butt and then kissed it 'all better'; the purring resumed.

Halfway through my shower, she joined me, her bright blue eyes, a little foggy still. She hugged me from behind, holding herself upright until the warm water rousted her completely. Now fully awake, she inched around to face me and buried her face in my chest, "Purrrr." I hugged her tighter, gave her butt a little squeeze.

"So what are you up to today," I asked as I massaged mango-scented body-wash up and down her delectable backside.

"Well, I guess I need to look around for a job until my modeling career takes hold," she teased.

"Well, I'll see what I can do to help make that happen. I'll take those test shots to John today and see what he thinks."

"Be sure to tell him that you have two other equally gorgeous girls that would be more than willing to model too," she said as she soaped up her C-cups, pinching her nipples and winking.

"I can't really make that claim, because I haven't seen them yet. I'm just taking your word for it," I replied.

Britt stepped up to me with soapy hands, "Well," she said, fondling my dick; "Gina is a little taller than me and has bigger tits than me and her butt sticks out a little further." My dick swelled as she continued. "She has long black hair that hangs past her butt and is very pretty. She has darker skin, cuz her mom's family is Italian." Britt continued a slow caress. "Oh yeah, and her pussy is shaved smooth as a babies butt and is sweet as candy."

My cock jerked and I asked myself, "sweet as in demeanor or sweet as in taste?"

Britt smiled and continued. "And then there's Kate. She's as cute as can be. She is about five feet tall and can't weigh 100 lbs. Her mom is from the Philippines; her hair is jet black and hangs to about the middle of her back."

My mind was drawing a picture and my cock appreciated my and Britt's efforts.

"She has the cutest little tits, no more than a mouthful, and her sweet little pussy is shaved too."

There was that word 'sweet 'again.

Britt leaned in and kissed me, never relinquishing her hold, "So trust me, I would never disappoint you."

A few more strokes and her tongue roving my mouth and I shot my load onto her belly. Britt stepped back, still squeezing the life out of me, and watched my seed roll down to her slit.

"That reminds me," as she rubbed my cum into her mound, "I need to go by the health center and get back on birth control."

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Thank God it was a slow work day because my mind was everywhere but work. The last two days were like a fantasy come true and this morning in the shower was, well, you know. Britt's physical description of her two comely roommates was an incredible tease and I have to admit that I can't give myself that good a hand-job.

I dropped by John's new store and showed him the pictures of Britt and told him my ideas on his advertising piece. He had a copy of the requirements from the paper and it all seemed to make sense. The paper obviously had censorship rights, so we had to be somewhat careful, but all the clothes John had on the rack were pretty mainstream. Certainly nothing like that small collection of string and fabric that Britt first wore. Those pics would have to remain in my private collection. John liked the idea of using multiple models. "I know you said you would shoot the pictures to build your portfolio, but I can't afford to pay the girls much," John said.

"I'm sure we can work out something. I think the girls might work for trade and if it's any help, I know that all three are looking for summer jobs."

"I just have one part-timer now," he said, "and I really shouldn't be on the floor. A lecherous old man selling skimpy swimwear probably isn't the best marketing tactic."

I laughed and had to agree. "When I think about it, most of the salespeople for women's wear are women, except for shoes for some reason. If it works for you, I'll bring the girls by and we can pick the clothes that will be in the ad."

"That'd be great. Thanks for all your help with this George. Hopefully you'll get something out of it too."

"I'm sure we'll all be rewarded in the long-run," I said as my imagination kicked into a higher gear.

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I swung into a little seafood deli on the bay for some lunch when my phone rang. I didn't recognize the number and answered, "Uh..this is George."

I heard a little snort and then in a low, falsetto, "Uh..this is Brittany," with giggling in the background.

Shaking my head, with a smile I asked, "Hey Britt, how are you?"

"Still a little sore; the girls asked if I went horseback riding this weekend;"more giggling in the background.

"So what are you girls up to?"

"Oh the girls, yeah, well we were out job-hunting and I mentioned the photo shoot and the ad to Gina and Kate."

"So you told them about coming to my place, huh?"

"Well, yeah, they were a little worried that I didn't let them know where I was last night." Then in a whisper, "but I didn't tell them everything." A burst of laughter, then, "Gina, shut the fuck up," followed by more laughter.

"I'm sorry George; Gina's got a case of the terminal giggles. Anyway...the girls thought that it might be fun and if we can swing the clothes deal that would be cool too."

"That's great. John was impressed by the pictures and he liked the idea of multiple models. Oh yeah, and I don't know how your job-hunting is going, but there is the possibility that John may be looking for someone to work in the store."

"Oh, that would be great. Hooter's is hiring, so we went over there to apply. I think Gina and I could get spots right away, but I think Kate's tits are too small." Slap. Giggle. "Ouch, hey; it's not my fault they want fully developed women."

"Hey," I heard as her cell phone bounced to the ground. More laughing ensued and I imagined a little dark-haired, small-breasted girl climbing all over Britt, a tickle-attack in full force. "Okay, Okay." I heard Britt, out of breath, in the background; "you know I like your little titties."

A little more laughter and then Britt picked the phone up, "Hello, George? Are you still there?"

"Yeah, I'm still here"

"Oh; good. Anyway, I don't think any of us will be a Hooter's girl. The place seems a little smarmy, and the nylons and tight shorts and shirts; I don't know, it's just not us."

"Yeah," I answered, "tight shorts, tight shirts, big cleavage; sounds terrible."

"Oh hush, but if you're nice, I might get an outfit just for you," she whispered intimately. "Little, tight orange shorts that crawl up my butt; and a tight little muscle-t with my nipples poking out...mmm."

"Okay, hang on while I put down the phone; I need to adjust my shorts now," I said.

"Oh jeez; Okay, what's the plan. Do we need to go to the shop and pick up the clothes for the shoot?" Britt asked.

"Yeah, probably after I get off work. It can't happen today because I have a late appointment with an interior designer for a job. I'm not sure what time that'll be over."

"Well, can we go over to John's store and pick out the clothes for the shoot?"

"I suppose that would work. I was hoping to put my two-cents in on what you wear, but I suppose John knows what he needs to push. And, maybe one of you can land a job. I don't know what he's paying, but I know he's a straight-shooter."

"Alright honey," she said, "call me when you get done with work. I'd like to see you again," then whispered," soon...purrr."

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The remainder of the afternoon drug on. Thoughts of the weekend past; and a purring sound rattling around in my brain. I finally finished up with the interior designer around 7 p.m. I'd never worked with the guy before and by the end of the meeting, I got the distinct feeling he was hitting on me. It didn't really bother me that much, except I wondered why he thought I swung that way. Maybe I need to start wearing looser jeans.

On my way home, I gave Britt a call. "Hi Britt; I finally got finished up and my brain is just mush. This designer is a real piece of work."

"Oh poor baby," she replied. "Maybe what you need is a massage and a little time in the steam bath," she hinted. "Have you had dinner yet?"

"No, I haven't even given it a thought."

"Well, we pretty well cleaned out your cupboard last night. How about if I swing in somewhere and get something to-go and bring it over?"

"Thanks, that's nice of you. Do you like Chinese?"

"Love it," she answered, "but nothing too spicy."

"Okay, if you don't mind then, I'll call in an order to Golden Pagoda over on 5th and Elm. It's on the way to my place and they know me well. I'll buy if you'll fly."

Britt giggled," How can I refuse? I invite myself over and you pay."

"Well, you did mention something about a massage."

"Ah, "she said in her version of an oriental accent. "Ah, you want happy ending with that?"

"Yes p-p-please," I stuttered.

"Good," she purred. "I'll see you soon."

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I left the big rolling door of my warehouse/home open. One day I need to get that motorized.

I had called the Golden Pagoda on my way home and I heard Britt pull up to my front door about 30 minutes after I got in.

I went out to give her a hand with dinner. "It's in the backseat," she said, but not before giving me a toe-curling kiss. "I missed you today," she whispered as we hugged, my hands firmly planted on her butt.

"I missed you too," I answered, as I watched her open the back door of her SUV and bend over to reach in for the food. Her butt cheeks peeked out the bottom of her cut-offs, and her taut thighs and calves were well...just perfect. I wanted to just run my hands up and down them.

"Do you think you ordered enough food?" she asked as she pulled out two large bags.

"I like the variety," I answered as I grabbed one of the bags. "And it's good leftovers."

I led her into the house; "Let me go close the big door," I said, running out to close up the warehouse. I didn't want one of the local regulars wandering in, looking for a place to camp out and I like the idea of living somewhat covertly here in a business district.

When I got back in the house, Britt had the food on the island and plates and silverware out. "Do you have any tea?" she asked. "The only time I have hot tea is with Chinese; it's just part of the meal."

"It's in the pantry, upper left. I'll get the water on," as I slipped by her, grabbing a little butt on the way.

Britt squealed and jumped and took a half-hearted swat at me.

Water on; I stepped up behind her as she searched the pantry. I wrapped my arms around her and she ground her butt into my crotch. "So, how did you girl's make out at John's shop this afternoon?" as I kissed her neck.

Britt discontinued her searching; her hands drawing my embrace up until my hands rested on her breasts. I thumbed her nipples through the material as she purred and writhed against me.

We were rudely interrupted by the whistling of the kettle. I begrudgingly relinquished my hold on her and turned to shut off the stove. Britt had to lean into the pantry, stretching out on her tip-toes to reach the tea. From now on, all her favorites go to the top shelf.

With the tea steeping, we sat at the island and began digging into the various wire-handled take-out boxes. Golden Pagoda never fails. The eggrolls are always fresh and the hot and sour soup isn't too spicy. Britt had never had Beggar's Chicken, which is a stuffed chicken that is wrapped in dough and baked. We also had a Lo Mein, a Sweet and Sour Shrimp and some Twice Cooked Pork. I think one of my favorite things about GP is that they give you the customary fortune cookies; but on top of that, they give you these incredible almond cookies.

While we ate, Britt answered my question about the girl's outing to John's store.

"It was fun and John's a nice guy. I don't know who picked out his inventory, but he has some pretty nice stuff. It is primarily swimwear and cover-ups, but he also has some nice casual wear and even some cute little dresses.

"Any little orange shorts?" I asked.

"No," she laughed, stabbing at a shrimp. "John picked out a few bikinis, some shorts and shirts and he has some really cute sandals. I think we have about eight different outfits each."

"Wow, that should be plenty to work with. When do you girls want to get together and shoot?"

"Well, you tell us. As of now, none of us have jobs, but I think John may want to give Kate a try. They seemed to hit it off. I think Kate really misses her father, who I think is a bit older, like John."

That's good to hear," I replied. "I haven't known John that long, but I think he's a pretty good guy. He was widowed a few years back and I know he has grown kids, but I've never met them. He lives alone there at the beach and likes to think he's a player, but he knows better." I smiled.

"Yeah, we sensed a little of that when we first came into the store, but when we introduced ourselves, he shifted gears and tried to be all business. It didn't keep him from flirting a little, offering to help us try on the bikinis," smiling while she sipped her tea. "I think we got him back a little when we crowded into one dressing room and fooled around while we got changed. I imagine what he heard coming from the dressing area got his heart and maybe other parts pumping." She giggled and reached under the bar to give me a little squeeze.

Shifting in my seat, "Well, the sooner the better on the shoot. I think I'll do them all with just white or gray backgrounds since I'm sure everything you have is pretty colorful. How about tomorrow after I get off work? I'll even spring for dinner."

"Perfect," she said, "but how about if we bring something over to make. We don't need to spend a lot of money, and I noticed you have a grill so we could do some steaks, or maybe some fish?"

"Anything you girls want is fine. Do Gina and Kate drink wine or anything?"

"You know what I like," as she squeezed me again. "Wine would be fine. Both girls, but mostly Kate, get pretty wound up on anything harder than that."

"Sounds like a plan then. Remind me to give you the combination of the lock on the big door, just in case you girls beat me here tomorrow."

We took our cookies and tea to the couch; "You should save the almond cookie for last," I advised her. "I've been trying to get them to tell me where they get them, but so far, no luck," laughing.

"Do you do the fortune cookie thing?" she asked as she snuggled up to me.

"What's that," I asked.

"You know, where you read the fortune and then add 'in bed' to the end, as she ran her hand up and down my thigh.

"Okay, you first," I said. I returned the leg rub, but had the better deal because of her cut-offs. I was still wearing my 501's.

Britt smiled as she cracked open the cookie and read it. "Some Pursue Happiness; You Create It...In Bed."

I turned to her and kissed her; "Best fortune ever."

"Okay, now read yours."

"Alright, let's see; "Love Takes Practice...In Bed."

"Now THAT is the best fortune ever," she said, kissing me hard while her hand had a hold of me through my jeans. "Let's go practice!"

"Whoa," I said as she tried to drag me up off the couch. "I haven't had my other cookie yet."

Britt looked down at me with a bit of indignation. Her miffed look then became mischievous. She let go of my hand, reached down and slid her shorts to the floor. A hot pink, tiny g-string covered the pussy I had come to worship.

Britt stepped up onto the couch, straddling me, my face dead-even with the hot pink triangle. She looked down at me as I watched her pull the fabric swatch sideways. "Here's your other cookie mister," she said, as she fed me her pussy.

"Eat me," she growled as she held the back of my head, humping my face.

I grabbed her by the ass and rocked her up and down, my tongue probing inside her slit while my nose rubbed her clit. "Ah, fuck yeah, eat my pussy," she moaned as I tongue fucked her and her juices ran down my chin. I spread her ass cheeks wide and drove my tongue so deep; I thought I would dislocate my jaw.

After a couple minutes, my jaw was starting to hurt, but I wasn't going to stop until she got her 'fortune'. I moved up and concentrated on licking her clit and slowly slid one finger, and then another inside her dripping pussy.

"Oh baby, that feels so good! Finger-fuck me baby! C'mon, lick my clit, fuck me!"

Britt gyrated on my face as I plunged my fingers in and out. My other hand ran up and down her back and over her ass, slipping into the crack to graze over her puckered star.

After a couple small spasms, it was time to go for broke. I captured her clit gently between my teeth and ran my tongue over the tip as I curled my fingers back and made contact with her g-spot and pressed firmly.

"FFFUUUCCKKK.....!" she screamed as she pushed my face hard against her quaking sex. She convulsed and I was drenched, juices running down to my elbow and down my chin, onto my chest. I slowed my assault and released the prisoner from between my lips. Britt freed my head from her grip and leaned onto the wall behind the couch, catching her breath.

"Fuck me.....I have never...," as she slid down to sit in my lap, facing me.

"Oh baby, are you okay?" seeing my soaked and reddened face.

She tentatively licked some of herself off my face. "Is that me? Did I....?" a questioning worried look on her face.

I placed my hand on the back of her head and laid a wet one, and I do mean wet one, on her. "Yeah, I think that's called squirting, or in your case, drenching," I said as I continued to share my reward with her.

She licked around her lips and then gathered more of herself from my chin and neck. Looking at the mess, she said," I have never had that happen before. I would have remembered this," amazed at how wet my shirt was. I lifted my hand up to show her further flood damage and she took my fingers in her mouth and sucked them clean, grinding her ass into my crotch.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 04



"Well, I don't know about you, but I need a shower now," I said. I stood her up on shaky legs and then picked her up and threw her over my shoulder, caveman style. Britt squealed in false anger and 'pounded' on my back. I gave her a sharp slap on the butt and carried her into the shower.

I peeled her g-string off and let it fall to the floor around her bare feet. Giving her a kiss, I drew her shirt over her head and threw it toward the door. Britt stood there naked, shivering lightly as I stepped out the door and grabbed a large towel from outside. I then led her to the large built in bench and laid the towel down and then her on top of it. I reached up to the controls and fired up the steam generator and then walked out to take off my clothes.

The shower was a fog when I stepped back in, the silhouette of a prone female figure glowed in the background. Britt was purring again, fast asleep. I sat at the end of the bench, taking her feet into my lap. I traced little patterns in the moisture that gathered on her calves while my dick was nestled against the soft soles of her delicate feet. Content, I closed my eyes until I was stirred from my reverie by the beeping alarm that announced that the steam generator had run its cycle.

Britt seemed unaware of the alarm, still sleeping, her breasts rising and falling, moisture beading and rolling down a beautiful landscape. I leaned sideways, running my finger up the inside of Britt's leg, trying to get a rise out of her. As I approached the intersection, her legs magically spread, inviting further exploration. My cock stiffened, nuzzled against her feet. My index finger ducked downward and then slid back up, splitting her inner lips. Forgoing the temptation to slip inside, I continued my advance toward the pulsating trigger that now peeked out at me. With a gentle touch, Britt shivered, followed by more purring as I gently ran my finger up and down.

"C'mon kitten, it's time to rinse off and crawl under the covers."

Unspeaking, she reluctantly stood and followed me to the center of the shower and waited until I summoned the rain. We silently washed each other; the normally chatty woman residing somewhere else. The Britt standing before me seemed to be in some euphoric state; still half asleep.

I was getting a little concerned that the shower had not fully revitalized her. She hadn't spoken a complete sentence since I woke her, but responded to everything I said and looked me in the eye when I spoke to her, acknowledging minimally. I dried her off, and wrapped her damp hair in a towel, and then quickly dried myself.

Guiding her to the bed, I pulled back the covers and she obediently crawled to the middle, lying on her side, facing me. I turned off the light and got in beside her, nose to nose. In the darkness, I could sense her staring hard into my eyes. Her lips searched for mine, her tongue prying mine apart. Her kissing was gentle, but consuming, wanting.

Our kissing tapered off, softer with each touch. Britt ran her hand down my right arm until she found my hand. Taking it, she drew it across her hip and placed it on her left butt-cheek, planting it firmly. She then proceeded to plant her left hand on my butt and pulled us tight together. One last kiss, a sigh and the purring resumed; fast asleep, nose to nose.

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I woke sometime in the middle of the night to gentle kisses, like a light rain on my face. I stirred; my hand still tightly adhered to my favorite butt.

"Sorry," she said. "I didn't want to wake you but I really have to pee."

A parting squeeze and I released her. Rather than roll over to her side and get out of bed, she did a half-roll over me, giving my sleeping buddy a little tug, giggling all the way to the bathroom.

I rolled onto my back and admired her silhouette as she came back into the bedroom. She ran her hands through her hair, fluffing it up. She threw back the cover and lay on top of me; her hair covering my face. She nibbled at my ear and then asked, "What the fuck did you do to me?"

"What?"

"I've never squirted before and I remember the shower and coming to bed, but it's like I was watching myself from a distance. It was kind of out-of–body or something."

"I think you were really exhausted or exhilarated or something like that. You almost seemed like you were stoned. I was a concerned there for a bit." I continued to run my hands up and down her torso, petting my kitten.

"Well, the orgasm was amazing, obviously, but I'm not sure I liked what happened after. I mean, I was really out of it, "she said as she ran her hands through my hair.

"Yeah, and you made a hell of a mess too. I may have to have the couch steam-cleaned." I kidded, squeezing her butt."I suspect that the sauna just let you relax completely."

She giggled and ran her tongue around in my ear. "Yeah, well it's your fault; you and that tongue and those fingers."

"Alright," I said as I rolled us onto our sides, never losing hold. "I still need some beauty sleep," giving her a long kiss.

"Okay," she said as she rolled over so I could snuggle up to her butt. But not before she grabbed me and gave a couple strokes. "I owe you one," and tucked me in between her cheeks. I fell asleep with a smile, and a hard-on.

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I woke with one too. Lifting my head, I watched in the dim light. Straddling me with her back to me, I watched as Britt rubbed the head of my stiff cock up and down her slit. Slowly, she steadied herself and gradually took me completely up inside her. Carefully, as though she was trying not to wake me, she began a steady rocking, my cock sliding halfway out before taking me all the way back in. It felt wonderful, but somehow different. She continued for another minute, moaning lightly, when it dawned on me. I reached down for confirmation. I was wearing a condom.

Britt felt my fingers between us on the down-stroke and stopped to look back over her shoulder. "See, us Girl Scouts know how to be prepared," as she lifted herself all the way off and then dropped, grinding her ass into me.

At this point, I didn't care who was prepared. I grabbed her by the hips, trying to take control. Britt had other ideas.

She jumped up and spun around, grabbing hold of my sheathed member. "No," she said, like she was chastising a child. "My turn; I'm going to fuck you now," she growled as she straddled me again, facing me this time.

Britt held my cock between her index and middle finger, the head of my latex-encased appendage wedged in a fork. She stared at me intently as she used the tip like a vibrator against her clit, rubbing it back and forth. She brushed my hands aside as I tried to grab her by the hips, wanting to impale her on my spear.

Britt's eyes rolled back as she brought herself off. She smiled as she sat back on my thighs, her hand massaging my length. Looking down, she said," I think I found a replacement for my pocket rocket."

I smiled back, and flexed in her hand. "Glad you like it, but what about that 'I'm going to fuck you now?"

"I'm sorry," she replied in a little girl voice. "I got distracted. Your big stiff cock just felt so good against my little clitty." The childlike pouty voice just made my dick that much harder, throbbing in her grip.

Without another word, she was back up on her knees, cock in hand. I watched as the gap narrowed. The tip of the condom grazed her protruding lips; a web-like strand of her juices connected us. Slowly, deliberately, she took me in, her pulsating pussy trying to strip off the protective sheath.

Her descent complete, pubic bone to pubic bone, she rested, her pussy walls molding to my cock. The look in her eyes told me that the little girl was gone. The foul-mouthed, bawdy woman was back.

"Fuck George, your cock feels so good. It's so fucking tight; I can feel it filling me." She did a couple kegels; I could feel the walls of her pussy rolling up the length of my cock.

Brit leaned forward putting her hands on my shoulders. Her blonde hair hung down brushing against my face as she rocked her hips, sliding her slick sex up and down. She leaned down for a kiss, never losing cadence. Her breasts compressed on my chest, her stiff nipples poking me.

She lifted herself slightly and stared so intently, I felt as though she was looking through me. It almost felt telepathic, our minds melded. "Feel my cunt? Feel it sucking on your cock?"

My cock twitched at her utterance. "Oh baby, I felt that. Your big cock likes my pussy, doesn't it? C'mon, you like my juicy cunt fucking your big, hot cock, don't you baby?"

Britt licked around my lips, nibbled at my nose before kissing me with a ferocity that triggered a tremor deep inside her. I grabbed her hips and bucked up hard, trying to reach an untested depth. She moaned in my mouth which only drove me to push deeper. 

Recovering, Britt pushed back, brushing the hair out of her face. Slower, she pulled up, miraculously squeezed tighter and slowly dropped back down my length, testing the elasticity of the rubber. It was almost painful; so tight. "I wonder if my ass is this tight?" as she slowly stroked me a second time. My cock lurched at the thought.

"Oh, you like that idea, do you?" as she picked up the pace. I watched the concentration on her face as she clinched her muscles. She picked up the tempo even more, loosening some, but still the sensation was intense, even with the condom.

"Maybe one day, I'll let you fuck my virgin ass," driving harder. "Imagine how hot and tight my asshole will be."

I was almost at the end of my rope. I met her every thrust, slamming my hips up as she drove down.

"Oh, baby, I can feel your cock swelling in my hot snatch!..... Fuck me baby; gimme your cum, you fucker!" she grunted, pounding furiously.

My cock swelled to the point that my head hurt; I wasn't sure which would explore first. I reached up and grabbed a tit in each hand, and ran my thumbs over her rock-hard nipples.

I broke my silence and gave her a bit of her own verbal medicine. "You want my cum babe? You wanna feel me pump my seed into that hot snatch of yours?"

Britt's eyes were now that familiar shade of black that signaled there was no turning back. I pulled her to me, driving my tongue in her mouth as we rutted until my cock swelled and spewed load after load. Britt screamed in my mouth, her body shaking.

We lay locked together for a quite awhile. I could feel her juices, my juices, our juices; running down my balls and surely pooling on the mattress. I tried to find the edge of the sheets to cover us, but gave up. Running my hands up and down her shivering body would have to suffice.

Holding her tight, she sniffled and I sensed she was crying. Moving my head to look at her, I saw tears running down her cheeks. Immediately concerned I asked," Are you okay, baby? What's the matter?" My mind was spinning; did I hurt her? Was it something I said?

Britt read my face and snuffed and wiped her eyes on the pillow case. "No you big doufus. Nothing's wrong. Everything's right...... I'm scared, everything is so right," as she teared up again.

I hugged her tight and managed to find a corner of the sheet and pull it over us. My little kitten drifted back to sleep, her comforting purring resumed.

I however didn't get anymore sleep. My mind played out the last three days. From my perspective, it had been a blur and I did find myself developing feelings for her, but who wouldn't. I don't think I could define exactly what those feelings meant, but there was something there other than just lust. In the end, I decided that I would just have to tread lightly and let Britt take the lead. God knows the girl is a self starter. According to our first meeting, she had been watching me for quite awhile before we met. If our roles were reversed, and it had been me that was stalking her, I'm not sure we'd be lying in bed, my cock still lovingly captured in her sweet pussy.



Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 05



Ah, another glorious morning! Awakened by a magnificently naked and beautiful blonde gently washing your privates with a warm cloth; a guy could get used to this.

Britt smiled at me as I stretched and yawned. "Good morning lover," she said, holding my cock as she ran the warm washcloth over my balls. "We fell asleep this morning and I woke up and we were glued together. Mr. Trojan was still where he was supposed to be, but we were a pretty gooey mess."

I must have had a slightly stricken look of panic on my face. "Don't worry, I started back on birth control and I picked up a 'morning-after' pill too. I'll take that just in case."

Britt dried me with a towel and then crawled up for a kiss. Snuggling up, she threw her leg across me, rubbing against my awakening member, "But I'll tell you what Buster, after what I felt when you came inside me with the condom on, there is no f-ing way I can wait to feel you blast the inside of my pussy." My dick jumped against her leg, eliciting a giggle.

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Yesterday afternoon and evening was another special day for me and evidently Britt also. We got to know each other better over some excellent Chinese food and we talked briefly about the photo shoot we were going to do for my friend John's store down by the beach. Britt and her roommates Gina and Kate met with John and picked up the clothes he wanted to feature in the ad. We planned to do the shoot this afternoon and evening here at my home/studio. Britt also offered to pick up something to grill for dinner.

Early this morning Britt took it upon herself to thank me for what was evidently the tongue-riding of her life. After last night's dinner we sat on the couch and drank our tea and had our fortune cookies. My teasing led to her force feeding me her succulent pussy. I was innocently sitting on the couch when she dropped her tight little cut-off shorts and stood up on the couch, straddling me. I was confronted with a scantily clad pussy, smooth, ripe and ready for the taking. What option did I have? Between my tongue, lips and fingers, Britt's dam gave way. Her sweet juices cascaded down my arm and over my chin and onto my chest, soaking my shirt.

I'd heard of women squirting and seen clips on the internet of women shooting fire-hose volumes across the room, but I suspected that most of those were contrived. Now I still haven't seen the real thing, as I was planted face-first, directly in the line of fire. I can however confirm the velocity and quantity of this particular event, and it was spectacular.

Britt was completely spent afterwards, but I managed to get us cleaned up and between the sheets. In the wee hours of the morning, my nubile playmate, now fully recovered, somehow managed to slip a condom on me and stirred me from my slumber by gliding up and down my cock, reverse cowgirl style. Proclaiming that she was going to 'fuck me good'; Britt rode me hard until I let loose a load that tested the capacity of the rubber.

In the afterglow, still joined, Britt's emotions bubbled to the surface, proclaiming a feeling of such well-being that it worried her. I have to admit that I felt pretty damn good about how the last few days had turned out. But Britt was confused about her emotions and the only thing I could think to do was to just shut-up, be supportive and let whatever happens, happen.

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I would have been content to just lay there the remainder of the day, running my hand up and down her bare back, but a quick glance at the clock changed my mind. "Crap, is that really the time? I'm supposed to meet a painter on a job at seven!"

I bounded out of bed and sprinted to the bathroom.

"What, no quickie?" she yelled as I jumped into the shower.

I half expected Britt to join me, but I was allowed to get in and get out, then dress real quick, ready to head out the door. I could smell coffee as I was getting dressed and as I turned the corner, following the aroma, I was met with a sight that would carry me through the day. Perched on the edge of the island, legs crossed and naked as a jay; Britt had my travel mug in one hand and a paper bag in the other.

"I thought you might need a little help getting out the door, so I made your coffee and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich to get you started," she said, holding them out for me.

I took her offering and just as quickly set it aside. "You don't know how tempting it is to just lay you back, spread your legs and screw you silly right here," giving her a kiss and a little butt squeeze.

"Good, I'll put that on the list. Now get your ass out of here and get to work. I'll get cleaned up and lock up for you."

I grabbed my breakfast and ran for the truck. I looked back at the front door to see her standing there like a nudist June Cleaver, waving good-bye to her man. "I'll call you later and maybe we can get together for lunch," I yelled out the driver-side window. Britt blew me a kiss before stepping back inside.

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I made it to the job at the same time as the painter. I showed him what I needed done, and he pointed out the jelly drip on my shirt. I sat in my truck, trying to get the stain out with an old rag when my Blackberry chimed that I had a text message.

'Left and locked. I'll get deli for lunch. Call when and where. XXXXX'

A picture of her sitting naked on my kitchen island this morning flashed through my brain. "I'm a lucky man," I muttered to myself, "Damn grape jelly."

The rest of the morning went smoothly and I texted Britt to meet me at the bayside park at the end of Grand Ave. for lunch. I was sitting on one of the benches facing the parking lot so I could keep an eye out for her when I saw her SUV enter the lot and pull into a parking spot. I couldn't see her until she came around the front of the car, and when she did, I sat there staring, with the dopiest grin imaginable. Britt was wearing the shortest, tightest and brightest orange shorts known to man. On top, barely, was a cropped, low-cut wife-beater that was at least three sizes too small. I swear I watched her nipples harden with each step she took toward me. To complete the look, she somehow managed to walk across the grass wearing a pair of black platform high-heel sandals that must have had 5" spikes.

To say she drew a few looks was an understatement. Only the fact that she would be considered overdressed for the beach, and that it was a weekday, did we avoid any testosterone driven riots. Stopping in front of me she did a slow turn, "Well, whatta ya think?"

"I think you're damn lucky we're out in public, or you might never get lunch."

"Good, I'm glad you like it," sitting in my lap for a kiss and a little grind.Britt stayed seated as she unpacked our lunch. We fed each other as we talked.

"I'm sorry I kind of lost it this morning, crying and all," she said. Continuing, "It's hard to explain how I felt at that moment without getting all gushy and just blurting out 'I love you' or something like that."

Continuing, "When I first saw you a month ago, I knew that we would have something special. I don't know how, and I really don't know what, but I just knew. And I also knew that if I didn't act on it, I would regret it forever."

She stopped and paused to look for my reaction. I mulled it around in my head a bit; wanting to make sure that I said the right thing as she patiently awaited a response.

"I know that there is something special between us too. I don't think I have ever been this comfortable with someone so soon after meeting them. I think all things happen for a reason, and timing is everything. I don't have anyone special in my life right now and I'm doing what I like to do for a living and get to pursue a dream in my spare time. Then you fall into my lap, like heaven sent, and it feels like it was preordained. That being said, my instincts tell me to just enjoy the ride and see where it leads us."

Britt broke into a smile and kissed me hard. "Thank you, "she said, kissing me again.

"For...? "I asked.

"For being you and for being exactly who I thought you would be, "another kiss. We had a couple more bites to eat, quietly watching the seagulls circling, hoping for a handout. "Other than when I first saw you, I haven't had any other visions or revelations in my life. We are on the same wavelength I think when it comes to just taking life a day at a time and see where it carries us."

Britt paused long enough to take a sip of water; "When Gina and I came here to go to school, I wasn't nervous because I came with a friend. I had one boyfriend in high school and we both went our separate ways after graduation, so I came here to concentrate on school. Gina had a boyfriend too, but their breakup wasn't quite as clean. He was real possessive and didn't want her to leave. He got abusive at the end and it really messed her up. So, being her best friend and her roommate, I've kind of been her crutch."

Britt paused again and just sort of stared out at the bay. She was fidgeting, like she was uncomfortable, and if she kept squirming around on my lap, she wasn't going to be the only one feeling a little discomfort.

"So.....when we were kids, Gina and I did that whole exploring thing together, ya know?"

I raised an eyebrow and tilted my head like a spaniel trying to figure out what my master had just said.

Britt poked me in the ribs, laughing; "you know, when we wondered what it would be like to really be kissed, we practiced on each other and when we got older and started to get those feelings...well, you know."

Britt's blush was profound on her fair skin and I couldn't help but prod a little; "so you two played doctor?"

"Yeah, well we did the regular physical exam thing when we were younger, but when we were in high school we graduated to massage therapy and gynecology." Britt's blush now deepened a couple shades and my discomfort poked her in the butt, breaking the tension that hung in the air.

Britt giggled as she kissed me again, while teasing her little buddy with her orange, silk clad ass. She pulled back and gave me that questioning look that asked; 'so do you want me to go on?' Our little buddy said 'Yes!'

Taking another sip of water and a deep breath, "so....that kinda explains why I haven't bothered with birth control up until now."

The extended pause told me that if I wanted to know anything else, I was going to have to ask the question. A big gulp of water, the pause....."So...you two are, uh, lovers? "I asked in as innocent a way as I could muster.

Smiling, relieved that it was out there, Britt replied, "I do love her, as a friend, but we aren't like a lesbian couple or anything. We just enjoy getting each other off." More discomfort, more giggling and wiggling.

"See, "she continued, "Gina isn't very trusting of guys right now, but I think time and staying busy with classes has helped a lot. When we aren't in class, then we're with each other; just Gina and I, and, well, Kate sometimes."

More discomfort, "so Kate sometimes.....?"

More smiling and wiggling; she was enjoying my discomfort. "Yeah, Kate's a different story. She led a very, and I mean very sheltered childhood. Her mom is from the Philippines and her dad, although she loved him, never played much of a role as a father, more a provider. It was a big deal to let her come to school here and it's only because they knew Gina and her mom that it happened at all. So Gina feels some responsibility for Kate; and the fact that Kate has never had a boyfriend,.....well, it just sorta happened."

We had somehow gotten through the sandwiches and threw a couple pieces of bread crust to the persistent gulls. We walked with our arms around each others waist. Britt was now as tall as me with the 5" assist and I was quite impressed that she never faltered and the shoes made her legs look just that much better.

"So anyway, "she continued, "then you came along and the girls have been tolerating my romantic ramblings for the last month or two. They even had a wager that I would never have the nerve to talk to you."

I hugged her tighter, "Well, I guess you won that bet this weekend. Can I ask what the wager was?"

Britt turned her head and nibbled at my ear, whispering, "You can ask, but I won't tell."

Speaking in a horrible German accent, I said, "We have ways of making you talk!" as I slid my hand over her butt, between her legs and lifted her a couple inches, straight up.

Britt squealed and looked around to make sure no one was watching us. She spun and kissed me, driving her tongue into my mouth; her legs wrapped around me as she tried to spur me with her stilettos.

Conscious of where we were, I set her back on her feet. Eye to eye, hers now a few shades darker, she kissed me softly and whispered, "I do love you."

Unafraid to answer, I kissed her back and said, "I love you too."

We slowly strolled back to the car and talked about this evenings shoot. I had her in stitches as I tried to slip my hand under the waistband of her counterfeit Hooters shorts; the things were just too damn tight.

Somewhat hidden by the other cars, I leaned her against hers and we made out like a couple high-schoolers. I put her in her car and kissed her once more through the open window. "Thanks for lunch, and the shorts, and the history lesson, "I said.

"Thank you, "she answered; "We'll see you later. I think it'll be fish and maybe some asparagus. I'll also pick up some pineapple for dessert, "she said with a wink. "Love you, "as she pulled out of the lot.

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Well that lunch interlude gave me a lot to think about for the rest of the afternoon. I was going to meet and shoot pictures of two girls I have never met, in skimpy, surely sexist, swimwear. Britt, my fabulous sex-kitten was bringing her two roommates,, both of whom had questionable feelings for the opposite sex. I could only imagine what Britt had told them of our adventures over the last few days, and I wasn't sure whether I would be viewed as friend or foe.

I snuck out of work a little early and raced home to clean up. My heart fluttered a bit when I found that Britt had made the bed, straightened up the living room and cleaned the kitchen. Shaking my head, wondering how I had been this lucky, I stripped out of my work clothes and took a quick shower. It was plenty warm out in the warehouse, so I just slipped on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. My plans of cleaning house thwarted, I grabbed a beer and went upstairs to the studio. I checked my batteries and then pulled out the couple of backgrounds I thought I would use and put them up. All set with that, I sat at the computer and deleted most of my email.

The girls had still not arrived so I took the time to edit and file some of the shots I had taken over the weekend of Britt. She had surprised me with this little collection of strings and fabric scraps that someone had the nerve to sell as a bikini. All I can say is 'God Bless them'. Leaving a little to the imagination has always been sexier to me than just full-on naked, and this little outfit proved the point. Now, granted, it didn't take much imagination, but it was one of the sexiest things I have ever seen.

As I sat there cropping, enlarging, etc., I remembered Britt mentioning that her roommates had matching swimsuits. Even having never seen the girls, Britt's earlier description of them was enough to conjure an image in my head, both heads.

As I stared at Britt's luscious butt on my 24" monitor, considering taking matters into my own hand, Britt's SUV rolled in, followed by a little Japanese car of some kind. I haven't been able to tell most cars apart since I was in high school. I minimized Photoshop and stood and waved at them as they got out of the cars.

Britt had changed out of her Hooters outfit, but still had on a pair of very short, shorts and a cropped t-shirt. The 5" spikes had been chucked for a pair of sandals. The first one out of the other car I assumed was Gina. A tall, willowy raven haired beauty; she also had on a pair of shorts and a #88 Dale Earnhardt Jr. t-shirt. To top it off, so to speak, she had on a sexy pair of heels that made her look seven feet tall. She gave me a smile and a little wave. Not to be outdone, Kate exited the passenger side wearing a little floral sundress that just covered her butt and her lustrous black hair hung loose, longer than the dress. A nice amount of cleavage showed, even though her breasts were previously advertised as quite petite. She was dressed for comfort and wore a pair of flip flops on her tiny feet.

Britt yelled up at me and I looked down to see her smiling back. "I'll put the food inside. Do you want to come down and give the girls a hand with the clothes?"

"Yes dear, "I answered. That got a laugh out of all three as I headed down the stairs. Gina, Kate and I introduced ourselves to each other and I was surprised that I got a hug from both of them. I guess I shouldn't have been as they are friends of Britt's, but given their past experience with guys, or lack there-of, I wasn't sure what to expect. About this time, Britt flew out the door and wrapped herself around me, kissing furiously.

"Get a room! "The girls yelled. Their voices bounced throughout the warehouse and they both stood in awe when they heard it, taking in their surroundings.

Britt stood beside me, her right hand in my back pocket, "Pretty cool huh? It's just like I described it; "as she swept her free hand in an arc.

Both Gina and Kate nodded in agreement and then Kate said, "Yeah, but you didn't tell us that George was this cute."

I looked at Britt and asked, "Well, what all did she say about me?"

All three broke into giggles and Britt blushed for the second time today. "C'mon girls, lets grab the clothes, the studio is upstairs."

"Yes dear, "the girls mimicked, followed by more giggling and attempted tickling. I elected to just steer clear.

"Does anyone want anything to drink?" I asked. "I'll bring it up to you."

"I think water will be fine for now," Britt answered. "We'll have something stronger with dinner."

The girls grabbed bags and hangers and headed upstairs while I went in for the water. The girls had the clothes piled on the bed and were checking things out when I topped the stairs. My first sight was all three of them bent over the short wall, looking down into the warehouse. Britt's now familiar butt cheeks showed nicely, along with her taut thighs and shapely calves. Next to her Gina stood with her seemingly endless long legs. Her profile showed off her generous breasts. On the other side of Britt, Kate stood on her tip-toes, straining to look down over the wall. Half of her caramel colored butt cheeks peeked out of under her dress, not a bit of panty in sight. Britt heard my approach and looked over her shoulder. She caught me taking in the sights and just smiled, sending a little air-kiss.

I cleared my throat as I got to the top of the stairs. "Okay girls, it's time to get to work. Let see what we've got to work with." They all giggled and whispered as they went over to the bed where they had dumped the clothes. The girls laid out the shorts and tops in one area, the swimwear and cover-ups in another and there were a few little dresses, emphasis on little.

"Let's start with the dresses first, then the casual wear and then the swimwear," I said.

Britt took the lead with the girls. "Okay ladies; let's show my man how sexy we can look for a night on the town." More giggling and whispering ensued as they took their dresses behind a modesty screen I had set up in one corner of the bedroom area.

I messed with the camera and lights as laughter and clothes came flying out of behind the screen. My back was to them when I heard Britt clear her throat. I turned and was momentarily stunned. There before me stood three stunning examples of feminine perfection. They all wore some version of 'The Little Black Dress' and high heels. The dresses were all short, about mid thigh and they were tight in all the right places. A synchronized pirouette showcased a mouth watering variety of feminine profiles. Britt was perfection, as far as I was concerned and I'll freely admit to being biased. That said, as a true connoisseur of the female form, I can and did admire the amplitude, both top and bottom of Gina's fine form and the more svelte stature of Kate's body.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 05



I put them in various poses, as a trio and individually. Somewhat surprisingly, they all behaved very professionally and responded to my positioning without question. I lingered a bit more with Britt as I placed a hand on her hip or waist to get her pointed in the right direction. Gina and Kate responded just like I would expect a professional model to.

"I think that's probably enough of the dresses, "I said. "Let's switch to some shorts and whatever tops you girls think would make the best combinations."

"Yes sir," they answered in unison, while turning and flipping the bottom of their skirts up. Three perfect asses and legs and a whole lot of giggling.

I turned back to the computer to run through the shots we had just taken. There were some really nice shots of the girls in a group and singly. It was going to be tough to figure out what to use in the ad, but that would be John's problem. Concentrating on the screen, I didn't notice the stealthy approach. Britt pressed up against my butt, grabbed my hips and pulled me tight, grinding against me. She leaned in to look over my shoulder at the photos.

"We look pretty good," she said, playfully humping. "The girls approve in my choice of studs," whispering as her hands traversed the front of my shorts.

"I like them too," moaning as she found what she was feeling for. "Your description of them was dead-on."

"Yeah, Kate has a cute ass doesn't she? "as she tried to get her hand around my growing member. My lame attempt at eluding her only made her grind into me that much harder.

"Geez, get a room already! "came from across the studio.

Britt let me go and we turned toward the girls. Gina and Kate were clearly staring at my crotch just as blatantly as I was staring at them. All three were wearing nice shorts and crop tops. The shorts weren't obscenely short, but they did take full advantage of the legs they were perched over. They looked gorgeous and I told them so. "Girls, you look good enough to eat!"

"Promises, promises, "Britt said as she sashayed over to join her roommates. All three whispered and tittered as they stood side-by-side, arms around each other. I took a couple impromptu shots as they stood there hip-to-hip. Through the viewfinder, I saw all three licking their lips and staring down at my crotch, causing an involuntary little lurch. More tittering ensued.

"C'mon girls, I'm getting hungry; let's get these shots and we'll finish up after dinner."

The casual wear portion of the shoot went smoothly, but not without a lot of teasing and taunting. The girls were clearly very close and it seemed that they were comfortable with me."I think that is plenty of the shorts and tops. Let's have some dinner and then we will do the swimsuits, "I said. "Oh, and be sure to change into something loose fitting. I don't want to see impressions of elastic bands around your waists or anywhere else." This only caused more teasing and giggling.

"I'll go downstairs and get dinner started, "I said as I headed down the stairs.

It sounded like there was a rugby tournament going on upstairs as I started getting dinner together. I envisioned the girls chasing each other around, playing grab-ass. Now there is a game I could get into. I just hoped they didn't knock any lights down. After a couple minutes, it quieted down and I heard them come through the front door. Once again, my breathing came up a little short as I took in the sight.

"We found some of your old t-shirts upstairs in the dresser, "Britt said as all three walked in barefoot and barely covered. I had seen Britt in one of my T's before and it was quick becoming one of my favorite outfits for her to wear. Gina's long legs were prominent and the v-neck did little to hide her bouncing boobs. Little Kate found a wife-beater that I had evidently washed in extremely hot water. It was form fitting and just made it past her butt. She did a little turn and asked, "Do you think this will leave any marks?" She asked in her little pixie voice.

I really didn't give a shit at this point, but answered, "No sweetie, I think that will be fine," which drew a big smile.

The girls gathered around and 'helped' get dinner together. They were impressed by the kitchen and my culinary skills. Britt whirled around and set things up like she lived here; it made me happy. I opened a bottle of something white and we settled down to a delicious dinner of grilled swordfish, asparagus and some rice. They had also brought along some fresh fruit and ice cream for dessert later on.

We kibitzed during dinner and there was a lot of footsie being played under the table. I wasn't sure who was connected to what leg, but I'm pretty sure I had more than one girl's in my lap. I started clearing the table and Britt asked if it was okay to show the girls the rest of the house. "Of course, 'I said as the tour began.

I could hear laughter coming from my bedroom and then I heard water running. I knew that Britt was showing off my mega-shower. I just hoped they wouldn't get their hair wet, further delaying our shoot, but the thought of my own private wet t-shirt contest played well in my mind.

The water went off and the girls came back into the kitchen area. "That is the coolest shower ever," gushed Gina as she came around the counter beside me, brushing against me to retrieve her glass.

"Yeah, "said Kate. "That looks like good clean fun!" The girls laughed at her joke, "You have no idea," responded Britt. "Oh, I think we do, "The other two answered in unison, laughing and tickling Britt.

"Okay girls," I shouted over the din, "no bruises." Let's go finish the shoot and then we can have some dessert.

"Yes sir, "they saluted and marched out the door and up the stairs. Ever the smart one, I brought up the rear and was amply rewarded. Britt reached the top first and glanced down at me, giving me a wink. There was something in the wink that gave me pause. Something was up and I wasn't sure what.

I adjusted myself before I got to the top of the stairs and found the girls huddled around the bed sorting out the clothes. They were talking quietly as I approached and Britt caught my eye and winked once again. Now I was sure something was going on and I was excited and nervous at the same time. Gina turned just as I got to them, holding a little string top to her ample chest. "I think we'll start with this style first, what do you think George?"

"Looks like as good a place to start to me, "I said in a questioning tone.

"Here" said Britt, handing me a small bag. "The girls thought it only fair that if we have to wear skimpy bathing suits, that you should do the same."

"Oh, they did, did they?

"Yeah, and I kinda agreed. I think you will look good in it," she smiled while the others tried to contain themselves.

I reached into a bag about the size that liquor stores put single beers in for the guys on the boardwalk. I pulled out a bright red bit of cloth that looked more like a bag that a kid would keep his marbles in than a swimsuit. I held it up, trying to figure out what went where and the girls lost it, laughing and poking each other.

"It's what all the hotties wear in Europe, "Britt said.

I was shaking my head as I finally figured out how this poor substitute for a slingshot was supposed to go on. Britt sidled up to me and whispered, "C'mon babe, you'll look good in it and I really want to tease the girls; show them what I have and they don't. I promise it will be worth your while."

Well, I'm no prude, and I'm in pretty good shape, so I figured, what the hell. "I'm not wearing this in public though; and where the hell did you get it? I'm pretty sure John doesn't carry anything like this."

"No babe, this is between you and us, "she said, motioning to Gina and Kate, who both had huge smiles on their faces. "And no, we didn't get it at John's. We picked it up at that adult store over on Broadway, "she said with a knowing smile.

"Okay, you get changed out here and we'll go behind the screen. Let us know when you're ready."

"Okay," I said sheepishly as the girls turned and nearly sprinted to get changed.

More laughter and whispering went on behind the screen as I dropped my shorts and boxers and wrestled this European nightmare on. Like some women's suits, it had a string that went up my ass and my junk just barely fit in the little bag. I got myself all situated and then nervously stepped in front of the mirror. 'Not bad,' I said to myself. 'Might as well lose the shirt too,' as I pulled it over my head. I turned and looked over my shoulder to see how the back forty looked. I might as well have been naked as the floss was buried, and buried deep. As I tried to walk around a bit, I understood how they came to think of floss. As my package moved around the string sawed back and forth in my crack; strange feeling indeed.

"Are you ready yet? "sang the chorus from behind the screen.

"Yeah, I guess, "with an exasperated sigh.

Three heads peeked around the screen followed by squeals of delight. The girls stepped out and any thought of embarrassment or self-consciousness went out the window. All three were stunning; all a different build and complexion, all were gorgeous.

They did a slow synchronous turn and I could feel my cock testing the boundaries of its silk enclosure and found that I didn't care. I figured these young visions deserved to know what they were doing to me. As they turned to face me again, they looked down and broke into bigger smiles, Britt's the biggest of all.

Britt took each girl by the hand and walked up to me and looked me in the eye. Her blue eyes had darkened a shade and I caught a heavenly aroma as Gina and Kate joined hands behind me and I got a hug I won't soon forget. Britt probed my mouth with her tongue as Gina kissed one cheek and little Kate stretched up and managed to kiss the bottom of my jaw. My cock grew even more as Britt ground against me and I felt two unfamiliar hands slide down and each grab a butt cheek. My hands had a firm grasp of Britt's butt and I ran my fingers up and down her crack as she moaned into my mouth.

Begrudgingly, we broke the group hug and the girls stepped back, still holding hands. Three sets of eyes fought for the attention of mine and I managed to connect with them all. I was beginning to be able to read Britt's mood based on the darkness of her eyes. They went from a brilliant blue to almost black. When she was deeply aroused; they shown like black pearls. Right now, there was just a hint of blue.

The girl's gaze then shifted southward to see my cock clearly outlined in red silk. As they were checking me out, I was doing likewise and saw them tighten their grips on each others hands and fiendish smiles appeared.

A little freaked out, I said, "Okay, let's get this show on the road." Unspeaking, the girls turned and sashayed to the set, six cheeks bouncing in cadence. My dick somehow got harder still.

The shooting proceeded along the same lines as the dresses and casual wear and the only direction I really had to give was to keep a little order. The first sets of suits were your typical string bikinis, all in different colors. As the girls posed together, there would be the occasional grope or fondle.

There were a couple shots that the girls came up with on their own that clearly would not go in the ad. In one pose, Gina and Britt faced me, with Kate between them, back to the camera. Her long hair hung below her butt, giving the illusion of her being naked. Her hands rested on the girls bellies, fingers splayed; it was a sexy shot. Kate then changed it up by dropping her hands and cupping the girl's pussies. I snapped away and could tell that Britt and Gina were having a time keeping a straight face. I stepped a bit to the side to get a different angle; the girl's facial expressions changed and I looked down to see that Kate had managed to sneak a finger under the girl's suits and was obviously fingering them. Kate got in a half dozen strokes before she stopped. Like a well choreographed dance move, Kate turned, still between the girls, now facing me and lifted both hands up in front of the girl's faces. Britt and Gina then proceeded to take hold of Kate's wrists and the suck the middle finger that had been in their respective pussies. Through the entire procedure, all three girls stared at me intently; Britt's eyes were now black as coal.

"Fuck," was the only thing I could utter as I reached down and tried to adjust myself. I didn't give it a second thought that these three lovelies were watching intently. Pleased with themselves, they turned and headed to the changing area. "Next suit," the chorus chimed.

I attempted to regain a bit of composure as the giggling and whispering continued behind the screen. After a minute or two I was struck by a multicolored wad of fabric that had been launched from the dressing area. I knew I was being watched as I bent over to pick up the projectile, which turned out to be three string-bikini bottoms. Playing the game and not wanting to disappoint, I brought them to my nose and inhaled deeply as I stood up. I just caught a glimpse of them ducking back behind the screen; the giggling grew louder.

The girls then stepped out of behind the screen in some sexy French-cut numbers. The bottoms rode high on their hips making their legs look longer. Gina was now in the Amazon class and little Kate looked taller. Britt of course looked, well, fucking stunning. The tops were revealing, but classy.

The girls glance down again to see if their latest look had gotten a rise out of me, so to speak and they busted up laughing. I had taken their discarded bottoms and tucked them under the strings that made up the sides of the ridiculous outfit I was wearing. Like singles on a stripper's g-string, I wore them proudly and gave them a little pelvic thrust. Kate and Gina hugged each other in laughter as Britt came up and hugged me tight, planting a big kiss on me. "I love you even more now, "she whispered.

Britt groped me openly as the girls whistled and cat-called in response. Rejoining the girls, she led them through what was now a standard set of poses. The groping and fondling continued, mixed in with some kissing that almost sent me over the top.

We made it through one more set of suits and the sexual tension between the three was palpable. Gina at one point made like she was adjusting Kate's top only to slip it aside and take nearly her entire breast into her mouth. Not to be outdone, Britt latched onto the other. Kate stared at me intently, licking her lips. We finally finished and I wasn't sure who was more worked up, them or me.

I thought we were done, but I was informed that there was one more set of suits to do. I wasn't sure I could take much more. I stepped over to the desk to get another memory card for the camera, and when I turned, I damn near dropped it. The girls now all wore the little string outfits like Britt had worn the other day when we did the test shots. Those pics were now safely archived in my private collection.

If you recall, the suits were really just three little scraps of fabric that were strategically laced onto a single piece of string that was wrapped around their bodies in such a way that the fabric patches landed on the nipples and pussy and then was tied off behind their backs. All three stood there with their hips cocked, one leg out and slightly bent at the knee. I somehow managed to bring the camera up to my eye and fire off a couple shots. They did one of their now patented synchronized pirouettes and the sight of their bare backs was breathtaking. They paused long enough to pull their hair over their shoulders to give me an unobstructed view of their backsides. Three beautifully distinctive butts; all adorned with dimples on the lower back. My cock throbbed as the camera shutter clicked away.

Turning back to face me, I continued to shoot, needing the distraction. Here was my girl Britt, nearly naked, standing with her two beautiful roommates, equally exposed. If we had been alone, I'd have thrown Britt to the bed and fucked her senseless. I wasn't sure where this was headed.

It was at this pointed that I noticed the silence. I looked at the girls and they stood silent, shoulder to shoulder, looking down at me again. I glance down to see that my cock had now snuck about halfway out of its little sleeping bag, pre-cum glistening at the tip.

I glanced up at Britt, her eyes saying 'I dare you.'

So I did. Never loosing eye contact, I pushed the European torture device down to the floor. My cock pointed skyward, visibly throbbing. Kate inhaled deeply, her eyes wider than seemed possible. 'Could this be the first real cock she has ever seen?' I asked myself. I flexed and made my stiffness jump. Kate gasped, trying to cover her mouth. Gina was making better use of her hand and had it between her legs, clearly running her finger up and sown her slit. Meanwhile Britt stood there with the biggest smile, one hand between her legs and a hand on Kate's butt.

Britt then gathered up her two lovers and they stood there, kissing, hands everywhere, strings and fabric fluttered to the floor. Breasts and asses were caressed, pussies were probed, and I managed to shoot one-handed, the other slowly stroking my cock. The girls fell onto the bed, a tangle of arms and legs, long black and blond hair and the smell of excited females filled the air.

Gina and Britt pushed Kate back on the bed and held her down. Kate and I locked eyes as the girls each grabbed a leg and obscenely spread her wide. Her smooth pussy glistened and I saw it pulse as Gina took one of Kate's nipples between her lips and sucked hard. Little Kate moaned and her hips rocked as my Britt reached down and spread Kate's pussy lips, revealing her pink core. Kate groaned louder as she watched me slowly draw my hand up and down my length as Britt spread little Kate's juices over her inner lips. Kate rocked and moaned as Gina's lips and tongue and Britt's fingers pleasured her.

Britt watched me intently as I stood there, dick in hand, hers buried in Kate's little snatch. "Keep shooting, "Britt whispered, barely audible over Kate's groaning.

I nodded in affirmation. Keeping both hands busy with the camera seemed like a good idea at the time, though my dick would surely have disagreed. I brought the viewfinder up to my eye, only to see Britt wink at me as dropped her head down and started lapping away at Kate's creaming pussy. "Aw, fuck...eat me Britt....Suck my titties 'G'.....Make me cum! " little Kate screamed. Gina and Britt paused to hear the command echo off the walls of the warehouse and then picked up where they left off. Gina switched from tit to tit then kissed her, their tongues dueling mightily. Britt devoured her pussy, sucking on her clit while one finger slipped in and out. Britt's other hand had moved up and found its way to Gina's shaved pussy. Relenting, Gina spread her legs and let Britt's fingers have her way with her. I continued to shoot one pornographic image after another. A close-up of Britt's fingers buried between Gina's bubble-butt cheeks had me drooling. I moved from one side of the bed to the other, shot after shot. Gina suckling on Kate's distended nipples as Kate tweaked Gina's. My blonde lover, her face buried between Kate's legs, her right hand assaulting Gina's pussy. The air was filled with moaning and slurping, the aroma heavy and intoxicating.

I was concentrating on focusing on a shot of the top of Britt's head, deep between Kate's legs, lapping away when I felt a hand grab my cock. I looked down to see little Kate, eyes wide and staring at me, her grip tight on my cock. Her eyes began to roll back in her head and her body began to shake. I looked over at Britt; her eyes glistened as she stared hard at me, her lips wrapped around the little girl's clit, two fingers now plundering the flooded portal. Her other hand still busily sawed at Gina's slick snatch, three fingers deep while her thumb played over her clit.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 05



Kate screamed her rapture, a death grip on my cock. I glanced down as Gina released her lip-lock on Kate's nipple. She bit her lower lip as she succumbed to Britt's dexterous manipulation. Gina shivered as Kate drew her tight, sharing the ride. Britt lifted her head and smiled; her face slick with Kate. I leaned in and kissed her as Kate squeezed my cock in her unrelenting grip. I stood back up straight and Kate released me with a sigh.

We all just paused for a minute, rewinding the last few minutes. Britt had crawled up and rested her head on Kate's belly. Gina was nestled against Kate, her head resting just above her breast, the nipple red and swollen. Kate lovingly ran her hands through their hair. I carefully stood up on the bed and shot down, capturing the love of the trio.

With their strength regained, Kate whispered into Gina's ear. A consenting nod and then, "Let's get her!" I bounded off the bed as the two dark-haired girls descended on my blonde beauty. After a half-hearted defense, Britt found herself flat on her back, little Kate straddling her belly, facing her and pushing her shoulders into the mattress. Kate's black mane surrounded Britt, blocking her view. Gina had her legs, one in each hand. Giving in to her fate, Britt relaxed and her breathing slowed. Kate sat upright and my girl began to purr. I moved up to see Kate's small hands massaging Britt's breasts, a thumb occasionally strumming a nipple.

"Um, "she purred, "play with my titties, baby." Kate leaned in and kissed Britt softly, their tongues licking the other's lips. I continued to snap photos as they made out. Meanwhile Gina had one of Britt's legs in the air, running her fingers and lips up and down the length. I knew first hand that Britt would enjoy this. A couple close-ups of Gina's pretty face with her tongue licking my girl's calf elicited a little moan out of me. Gina looked down at my cock and took the opportunity to cop a covert feel, rubbing a little dribble into the crown. She smiled and the returned to her previous task. Gina pushed Britt's legs apart and back toward Kate. "Kate, take these, "she said. Kate looked over her shoulder and nodded and proceeded to tuck Britt's legs under her arms, effectively bending my lover in half. Britt tried to put the squeeze on Kate, but she was having none of that, grabbing Britt's ankles and leaning even further forward.

Now here was a picture. Britt lay flat on her back with little Kate now sitting on her chest. Britt now stared up at Kate and her tits. Gina had Britt's legs spread and straddling Kate, while Kate pushed her legs forward until Britt's toes nearly hit the mattress on either side of her own head. Talk about limber. Gina had the best view however. Kate's petite back, dimples, and the top of her butt crack, led to Britt's impossibly smooth pussy. Her outer lips were swollen with anticipation, her clit peeking out from under its hood. Her inner lips were spread wide and her juices seemed to want to bubble over. Below that was her perfect, pink, little pucker, begging for attention.

Gina held her place long enough for me to snap a couple shots of my girl in the most compromised position imaginable. With both hands, Gina proceeded to spread Britt wider still and dove right in. Starting at the bottom, she drug her flattened tongue across her asshole, across the bridge of her perineum. Her tongue dipped between the inner lips, carrying liquid Britt up to coat a distended clit. Not stopping there, Gina continued over Britt's mound, up her lower belly and danced across her belly-button. Gina's obviously talented tongue continued its trek, dipping lightly into Kate's ass crack and then all the way up her spine to the base of her neck. Kate shivered at the sensation as Britt continued to moan at the little girl's ministrations to her nipples. 

Gina backtracked to the starting line and gently probed Britt's puckered star with the tip of her tongue. My cock throbbed painfully as I took this all in through my viewfinder, rapidly filling another memory card.

Britt' hips rocked, pelvis thrusting, as Gina slowly inserted a middle finger into Britt's tight ass. Two knuckles deep, she began stroking slowly, in and out.

"Fuck my ass baby, c'mon, finger my ass you bitch! " Britt screamed.

Not missing a beat, Gina looked up at me, "You know, she never talked like that until she met you."

All I could do was shrug my shoulders. Gina smiled and then drove two fingers into Britt's creaming snatch. "Take that Bitch, "was Gina's retort. "I've got one finger up your ass and two in your cunt and your boyfriend's stiff dick is drippin' all over the bed.

Kate turned to look at my cock as Britt writhed beneath her. "Awww...fuck me Gina, make me cum all over you fingers baby....fuuuccckkk mmmeeeee!!!"

I stood there in awe as I watched Britt convulse in orgasm; a nipple-twisting, ass-probing, finger-fucking conflagration.

When the quaking subsided, Gina and Kate gently unfolded their roommate and sandwiched her between them, kissing and running their hands up and down, massaging her strained torso. I stood at the end of the bed snapping pics of the loving scene, my turgid dick now so close to exploding that a stiff breeze would set me off.

The cuddling trio looked up at me, standing at the foot of the bed, camera in one hand, and throbbing cock in the other. My face evidently said, "Okay, now what do I do?"

"Poor baby, "Britt cooed; "do you need to cum baby?"

I dumbly nodded in the affirmative.

"C'mon girls, do you want to help me make George cum?"

They sat up against the headboard; Britt turned to Kate with a questioning look. Kate nodded apprehensively; yes, and glanced at me, blushing. Britt turned to Gina for her vote; Gina licked her lips and nodded yes; staring and licking her lips once again. 

The girls slid on their butts till they were sitting on the end of the bed, side-by-side. I stood there, my cock bobbing in the air. Gently taking hold of my dick, Britt asked, "Would you like us to suck your cock until you cum all over us?"

I shivered and nearly lost it then and there. Britt squeezed hard, holding me back. After the urge had passed, still in Britt's grasp, she turned my dick to Kate. "Here sweetie, taste the real thing." Meanwhile, Gina had taken my camera from me and focused as Kate opened her mouth and slowly took me between her lips." She looked up with her big brown eyes, and then closed them as she sucked gently. The camera shutter clicked away. I closed my eyes and concentrated, holding back.

I opened my eyes as my dick caught a breeze. Britt pulled me from Kate's warm mouth with an audible 'pop'. Kate giggled at the sound and smiled up at me as she ran her hand up and down my thigh and ass. Britt now guided my wet rod to the other side, toward Gina. She passed my camera to Kate behind Britt as she stared up at me. Her eyes glistened, almost sad, and then she turned to Britt, Kissed her softly and whispered, "thank you." Looking back into my eyes, she took me in her mouth and sighed deeply, closing her eyes. Britt released me as Gina took me into her throat, her lips kissing my root. I glanced at Britt who had a tear in her eye and whispered, "I love you." The camera shutter clattered.

Gina sensed the end was near and relinquished control, one final lick of the tip and a kiss. Back in Britt's firm grasp, she looked up and asked, "Are you ready baby?" Are you ready to cum all over your girls?" My dick throbbed when I heard the question. All three smiled as I groaned "Yes."

With that, Britt swallowed my cock, her nose mashed against my belly and her tongue tickling my balls. Slowly, she drew her lips down my cock leaving a heavy coating of saliva behind. Nicely lubed, Britt caressed my balls while Gina took me in her right hand and Kate eagerly latched on with her left. Britt stared deep into my soul massaging my scrotum as Gina and Kate stared intently at my pulsating cock. Their hands, slid and squeezed, rotated and pumped as Gina offered hints to little Kate. My hands settled onto one of Gina's and Kate's breasts. It was the first time I had touched either of them and it elicited a smile from all three.

Feeling it in my balls and seeing it in my eyes, Britt warned, "Okay girls, he's about to blow. Are we ready?" Like a little girl opening a birthday gift, Kate squealed, "Ready!" Gina just moaned and I noticed her left hand was busy between her own legs. Britt looked up with a smile and slid her hand back and pushed her middle finger on my asshole.

That was it! "Fuckkkk! "I roared as my cock exploded. Spurt after spurt, my cum splashed on six gorgeous tits, the girls directing my aim. Kate squealed as Gina pointed my weapon up and a volley hit her in the chin. Gina leaned her head against my hip as her orgasm washed over her.

Finally out of ammunition, barely able to stand, the girls slowed their pace. My seed covered their chests, with one round dripping from Kate's chin. Britt leaned over and licked her face clean, then kissed her, sharing me. Kate smiled at the taste and asked, "May I?" Britt answered by offering my spent cock to her. "Gently," she said.

Kate lightly licked the crown of my penis, her tongue tip teasing the opening. Satisfied, she slowly drew me in entirely and sucked like a baby on a tit. It felt marvelous. Gina meanwhile had recovered and was gently peppering my hip with kisses as she massaged my ass. Britt leaned back on her elbows and took it all in with a smile.

"I love you, "I said softly.

"I love you too, "she replied.



Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 06



My knees against the bed were the only thing keeping me upright. Three stunning women cuddling; spent and sticky with my cum, gazed up at me.

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The afternoon and evening had been spent shooting pictures of Britt, my beautiful blonde lover, and her two equally gorgeous roommates. We were shooting for an advertisement that would run in a local paper touting the deals to be had at my friend John's little shop down near the beach. We shot hundred of photos of the girls in everything from short dresses, casual wear and then swimwear.

For the last set of swimwear, the girls wore something that would never be found in John's store. Except for a nude beach, I'm not even sure where one would wear these tiny collaborations of fabric scraps and string. The girls even made sure that I was included by buying me what amounted to a small bag and more string. On the girl's suits, the three pieces of cloth intertwined in the web of fibers strategically covered those bits that society prefers that we not share with the general public.

They say that the primary sex organ in a human is really the brain, which then controls the secondary organ. Seeing these vixens in these outfits just about blew out both of my organs.

They also say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder and another says something about you being your own worst critic. I suppose both of these applied when it came to me stuffing my junk into this red silk bag and cinching everything in place with twine. I thought it looked pretty fucking silly, but the girls seemed impressed. Who knew?

Anyway, the culmination of the shoot was a three-way, Sapphic orgy, digitally documented; followed by my unloading a copious amount of sperm across a mountain range of breasts. I knew that the girls fooled around as roomies and that Gina had acquired a dislike for the male species and little Kate had yet to experience the other side. Britt was evidently trying to make up for both of them as she tried to wear me out over the last few days.

I was careful not to get involved in the tryst, but I knew that Britt had some reason for her and the girls getting me all wound up. My mantra lately has been, 'Timing is everything and everything in good time.' I was happy and I was having the best sex of my life. Work was good, the hobby was definitely getting better and to top it off, I was making someone else happy too. So it seemed that the best path is to just stay the path and go along for the ride.

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The girls laid there all cuddled together, kissing and cooing and licking my contribution off each other. Since the bed was pretty well occupied and I wasn't immediately asked to join in, I shuffled over to my desk, pulled my boxers back on and sat at the PC to start going over the pics. I really only wanted to send John a couple dozen to choose from, so I started culling through them; placing the exceptional ones in their own file.

Thirty minutes or so had passed when I heard bare feet advancing from the rear. Britt wrapped her arms around me from the behind and nibbled on my ear. "You are the best and I love you, "she whispered. "Is it okay if I take the girls down and let them use your shower?" she asked.

I turned my head to say something and she preempted me with, "and no, you're not invited....this time." I pulled her naked butt into my lap and kissed her, tweaking her nipples in reprisal. Britt squealed as I let her go. "C'mon girls, lets hit the showers!" she yelled. Her voice resonated through the building.

I turned to watch the naked parade start down the stairs. Britt, the gorgeous blonde who has pretty well knocked me off my axis in the last week took the lead. Next was Gina, the tall, statuesque brunette. Her 'D' cups were beautifully balanced by an ass you could rest a teacup on.  Close behind was Kate, a petite doll of Philippine descent that may have topped out at five feet tall. Her hair was every bit of three feet long, hanging well below her pert bubble-butt. Her 'B' cups fit her perfectly and jiggled as both she and Gina turned and blew me little air kisses as they started down the stairs.

I returned to the task at hand and kept sorting photos. I made sure that the photos that were not for public consumption were safely placed in a secure file. I reflected that if this dream ever came to an end, I had enough material in the old spank bank to last quite awhile.

I listened to the shower running and continuous laughter and tittering. When the cleansing had ended, I minimized the super-secret file and went back to the more mundane, but still arousing bikini shots. In just a few minutes, I heard the sexy triad headed back up the stairs.

Wrapped in none-too-large towels and damp hair, the girls gathered around me to look at the photos. They teased as they leaned in to look closer, long, damp locks of hair brushed across my bare shoulders and chest. Their scrubbed-clean aroma was intoxicating and the inadvertent touching re-awakened portions of my anatomy.

Gina looked at my desk clock; "Wow, it's late. We better get going Kate."

Pouting, Kate replied, "Okay," as she turned and her hair slithered over my shoulder. I grabbed a small handful and it tugged lightly. Kate turned and blushed as she retrieved her trailing tresses. I smiled back with a wink. Caught in the act, Britt leaned in and kissed me hard, reminding me where my priorities lie.

They all returned behind the screen to change into the clothes they came in. I was amused that their shyness had returned. By the amount of whispering that was going on, I concluded that vocal privacy was the real issue.

When I heard them gathering up the clothes, I spun in my chair to face them. They had them boxed and bagged and were heading toward the stairs. I stood to say goodbye and help them load the car when I got yet another wink form Britt. 'What now?' I wondered.

The answer came as Gina and Kate stepped toward me. The each took one of my hands and Gina said, "We just wanted to thank you for everything."

"Well, I...."

"Yeah," said Kate, "we wanted to thank you for being so good to Britt and to us today."

I guess I stood there, not knowing what to say long enough for the girls to decide that the conversation was over. I glanced at Britt as Gina stepped in and kissed me, her tongue tracing my lips and her hands on my ass. I could feel her heart race and she smiled into our kiss as she felt my arousal.

Gina stepped back, her eyes moist as she drug her hands down my bare chest. Little Kate stepped up and stretched on tip-toe for her kiss. With an exasperated sigh, she placed her hands on my chest and pushed me back down into my chair. The other two laughed as Kate straddled me, ground herself into position and then gave me a kiss that I'm sure she had practiced for some time. Her tongue battled with mine and my hands instinctively latched onto her butt and pulled her tighter. I hesitated for a second when I realized where my hands were. Glancing up, I see Gina and Britt locked in a passionate embrace.

Kate gave a pretty good lap dance for a beginner and breathlessly stood up, brushing her hair back and straightening her short sundress. I was afraid to stand as I'm sure my cock, fully awakened by the good-byes would jump out the minute I stood. Knowing it was the gentlemanly thing to do and figuring that it shouldn't come as a big surprise anyway, I did stand to see them off.

"God George," Britt said, staring at the tent in my shorts. "I can't take you anywhere," she said, laughing along with the others. I shrugged, grabbed a couple bags and followed them down the stairs. We got the girls loaded into the little rice-burner and another round of less passionate kisses went around. Britt stood slightly in front of me, her hand down the front of my boxers, as we waved good-bye to the girls as they pulled out of my warehouse/yard.

As soon as the girls were out of sight, I grabbed for Britt, tickling and teasing. She screamed, her delight echoing through the building. We played a game of grab-ass until we both gave up. I walked toward the big rolling door to close it and looked over my shoulder and asked, "Are you staying?"

My answer came as she flashed me her bountiful breasts and then turned and mooned me before skipping toward the house. I could only laugh and count my blessings as I slid the big door shut.

Back inside, Britt was cutting up a fresh pineapple. "We forgot all about dessert, "she said, wielding the big chef's knife like a pro.
I sat at the island, well out of harm's way and watched her handiwork. "I pulled out the photos that I think will work best for John, so later on, I'll run back up and email those to him."

Still slicing and dicing, my lovely sous chef said, "The girls mentioned that they might like to send some of them to their parents too."

I gave her a mock look of surprise.

"Not those," she laughed as she launched a piece of pineapple my direction. "But I do want to see those later. I can't tell you how fucking hot I was getting watching Kate suck a real cock for the first time. And when Gina deep-throated you right off the bat, I thought you would drown her right there."

"Well, now is probably as good a time to talk about it as any, but what the hell did happen here tonight?"

Britt came around the island with a bowl of the pineapple and crowded up next to me. "Well, since I first saw you and more-so, since last weekend, I guess all I have talked about is you. I told you about Gina's dickwad ex and Kate's protective family, and the more I gushed about you and how you made me feel; I guess I felt like I was kind of bragging and leaving them behind." Continuing as she fed us both bits of pineapple, "I know that Gina doesn't hate men, and I think that was pretty obvious today and Kate is shy and she saw what Gina went through, so with all of us living together, it has just been easier to fuck each other than to screw around with guys. I think it has helped with our grades too because when any of us get horny, we have someone to help us get off. We don't have to go through all the drama of dating."


Slowing down to take a sip of water; "Anyway, I thought you would be the perfect guy to sort of break the pattern if you will. I told the girls that I wanted to tease you and get you all worked up and they were more than willing to help. We really didn't plan to go all the way, but by the time we got through the bikini's we were all so fucking horny. That's why it took so long for us to get changed, because we were playing with each other behind the screen. Anyway, I slipped those nasty little string numbers into the bag and when Gina and Kate saw me take them out, they just smiled and I knew we were on."

Britt fed me another piece of fruit and slid into my lap. "When we came out wearing next to nothing and saw your cock sticking out, I thought Gina was going to pounce on you. Kate was sort of hypnotized. Then when you just took it off I knew that all bets were off. I just wanted to eat someone or have someone fuck me, I didn't really care."

Britt smiled and fed me another piece of fruit with her tongue and we battled for it.

I won the fight for the last piece of pineapple and thanked her with another kiss. "Well, "I said, "It would have been nice if you had let me in on the plan. Other than the occasional wink from you, I wasn't sure what was going on or what to do."

Britt spun around and sat up on the island in front of me. "I'm sorry babe, that was kind of cruel, but I really didn't know where we were headed and I knew that you would do the right thing; you always do."

"I do huh?" I asked. "So guess what I'm going to do now, "as I stood between her legs.

Pulling her shirt over her head, leaving her ample breasts there for the taking, she answered, "I don't know, but I'm sure it will be the right thing," as she wrapped her legs around my waist.

I kissed her hard as I took a tit in each hand and pinched her nipples. Britt moaned in our kiss, her tongue dancing with mine. Pulling back, I leaned down and took her right nipple between my lips and sucked like a ravenous newborn.

"Oh baby," she groaned, "Gina likes her big tits sucked just like that. I'll bet she'd love to have you suck on her big titties, baby!" I groaned at the thought as I switched to her left breast. "Oh baby, suck on Gina's big titty, fuck baby, you're making my little pussy all wet again," she moaned as she pulled me tight.

I switched breasts and worked my hands down the back of her shorts, grabbing her ass. Britt had a leg between mine and was rubbing my cock. "Oh your big cock is so stiff baby. Was it this stiff when Kate grabbed your big, hard cock while I ate her sweet pussy?"

My cock was throbbing as I pushed her to her back on the cold granite. I pulled her sandals off and massaged her feet, kissing them, running my tongue between her toes. Britt's hands were busy, one squeezing her nipples while the other played in her shorts. Britt continued to tease through the moaning; "Kate loves to lick my toes after I've fucked her pussy with them.....mmm...baby, suck the pussy juice off my toes!"

Britt had me wound up as I imagined her running her toes up and down little Kate's slick, tight slit; spreading her juices all over her little mound. I imagined her big toe slipping into her pussy then sliding down, looking to invade her tight ass. I took my cock in my other hand, stroking slowly.

"Lick my pussy baby; lick it like you'd lick Gina's sweet cunt.  Oh baby, Gina has the sweetest tasting pussy baby, and her clit sticks way out, just begging to be sucked, just like a little cock baby. Eat me baby!"

Always one to do as I'm told, I pulled her shorts off, none too gently, and spread her legs wide, like making a wish. Britt is beyond excited. Her lips are distended and red, her clit is an even angrier red from her digital abuse. Britt stared up at me with black eyes as she tugged hard on her nipples. Like a starving man, I took her whole pussy in my mouth, sucking her juices and fucking her pussy with my tongue. She screamed her release as my upper teeth rubbed against her tender trigger. Her juices flowed and I lapped mightily, running my tongue down her ass crack, over her puckered anus, lubricating everything with her essence.

I slowed to let her catch her breath. My hands ran up and down her legs, out across her belly that had rippled like the desert floor during an earthquake when she came. I lingered around her pussy, licking up our mess. Her legs were relaxed now and I used both hands to spread her cheeks and probed at the little pink star. Her asshole winked at me as I probed it with the tip of my tongue. "Oh fuck, "she moaned under her breath as I tried to probe deeper.

Ready for the final act, I dropped my drawers to the floor and drug her ass to the edge of the counter. "Baby," she mewed, "I have to go pee. Why don't you go upstairs and email those pictures to John, and I'll come upstairs."

Frustrated, with a hard-on you could drive through a concrete wall, I headed out the front door, Britt still spread all over the kitchen island.

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I heard the water running downstairs as I sat with my hard dick and emailed the photos to John. I hadn't heard her come up the stairs, but when I turned away from the computer; there was Britt, back in the skimpy suit that the girls wore only briefly before the orgy ensued. She struck a pose and did a quick turn. Something caught my eye, but I wasn't sure what.

Britt walked up to me, still seated with an even harder dick. Grabbing my hair, she pushed my head back and attacked me with her mouth. Our tongues were as busy as were our hands. I had a breast in each hand, squeezing and pinching. She had a hand on my cock, running it up and down the underside, tickling at my balls.

Kissing finished, Britt dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth. Her hands ran up and down my chest as I just leaned back and enjoyed the view. Her head bobbed up and down as I looked down the slope of her back, her ass cheeks split by a strand of string. She took me into her throat, nearly gagging, her saliva running down my balls.

After a couple minutes, Britt stood and took my hand, helping me stand. Heading toward the bed, she said, "Now it's our turn and since it is a night of awakenings and new beginnings, I think I want to try something new."

Crawling up on the bed on all fours, she spread her knees apart lightly and I saw what had caught my eye earlier. Britt had a butt plug in her ass, a bright blue plug right above the blue patch of fabric that no longer hid her sweet sex. I stood mesmerized as I watched her run her fingers over her pussy, spreading her juices. She reached behind her back and with the pull on one string, she was naked.

Britt lowered her shoulder to the bed, raising her ass higher. She looked back at me with her blue eyes, now black as night and with a hand on each ass cheek she spread them until her pussy gaped with her juices running down the inside of her thighs. "Fuck me, "she growled. "I want to feel your hard cock pound my cunt. I want to feel both holes filled while you fuck me."

Not speaking, or maybe just speechless, I grabbed her hips, pulled her to the edge of the bed and slammed my cock into her pussy. She screamed in ecstasy as my lower stomach pushed the plug into her ass as I bottomed out in her cunt. Holding her hips, I ground myself into her, stirring her juices and pushing the plug hard.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, "she babbled as she grabbed the bed and pushed back. I couldn't tell if she had multiple orgasms or just one long one, but after a bit, the quaking subsided and turned to the occasional spasm. I loosened my grip and slowly, leisurely rocked back and forth.

Slowly, Britt flattened out, sliding forward and off my cock. Still face down, she mumbled something like, "how the fuck? "And then something else I couldn't make out. I stood there with a hard wet cock and I grabbed her feet and began rubbing myself on the soles of her feet.

She moaned and turned onto her back. Her face was red from being pushed into the bed and she brushed her disheveled hair out of her face. "You deserve better than jacking off with my feet. "She whispered. "Be a babe and get me my purse, would you? "She said, gesturing toward the dresser.

Me and my stiff dick bounced over and retrieved her purse and handed it to her. She opened it and pulled out a bottle of lube and tossed it to me with a knowing smile on her face. Then she reached in and grabbed her cell phone. Seeing my look of confusion, she said, "You're going to be the first to fuck me in the ass and I want pictures, "she said matter-of-factly.

Digging her heels into the bed, she wiggled her ass back down to the edge and sat up. "Gimme that, "she said, grabbing the bottle of lube. She opened it up and grabbed my cock and squirted a generous portion up and down the length. She closed the bottle and set it on the bed and then grabbed me with both hands and ran them over my cock and balls, slathering me up.

Leaning back, Britt rubbed the excess lube onto her tits. "Here," She said, handing me the Blackberry. Britt pulled her legs up and rolled back until her knees were on either side of her head. My blonde vixen had gone from girlfriend to porn star. She looked at me through the valley of her slick breasts, over her wanton pussy and the flange of the blue plug, lodged tightly in her ass.

"Take a picture and then slowly pull the plug out of my ass, "She instructed.

I held the phone up and snapped a shot, sorely tempted to run over and grab a real camera. I reached down and unable to resist, I swiped my tongue up her pussy. "Fucker! "She shivered, "Just take out the fucking plug."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 06



I smiled as I took a shot of her angry face. She stuck out her tongue as I slid two fingers under the plug flange and her expression quickly changed. She bit her lower lip and looked down to watch me gently lift upwards. She moaned as the first segment popped out. The plug was a series of connected spheres, one larger than the next. The largest one now extracted, I took another pic.

Britt looked up at me with want in her eyes. "Please, "she said under her breath. Obliging, I gently pulled until the next sphere popped free. Her eyes were closed as she moaned and gnawed on her lower lip.

I took another picture, leaning over to take one from her perspective. Britt looked at the captured image as I grabbed the plug and worked it ever so slightly in and out. Here eyes closed again, anticipating the next extraction, I pushed the plug all the way back in and then back out; three balls in the clear.

"Oh you fucker, "she yelled as her whole body shook and juices bubbled out of her pussy.

My cock was throbbing, pre-cum dripping onto the bedspread.

Britt stared up and commanded, "Take that fucking plug out of my ass now!"

It was clearly time to quit teasing and get down to business. I snapped another shot and then pulled the remaining three spheres out of her ass. What was once a cute little pink star was now an angry-red gaping hole. I stepped back to take a wider shot; Britt on her back, legs back at the side of her head, ass and pussy yawning wide. So fucking nasty and vulnerable, I stood there and stared.

"George, "she mewed; "will you please fuck my virgin ass? Please lover?"

I stepped back to the bed and sat the phone beside her. I grabbed the bottle of lube and before I used it, I couldn't hesitate to run my tongue over her again, slipping my tongue easily into her butt.She shivered through another small orgasm. She only groaned and glared up at me.

I drizzled the liquid into and around her chaste hole and some more on my rigid shaft. Standing upright, I grabbed her hips and placed the tip at her vestal entrance. As I slowly leaned in, she whispered, through clenched teeth, "Picture."

'Unbelievable, 'I said to myself as I pick up the phone. Reconnected, I slipped in slightly and took a shot. Britt groaned with her eyes closed as I popped the head in, grabbed by her sphincter. "Ohhh...... "She moaned as I held steady.

"Slowly, "she whispered, as she released the hold on her legs.

I eased in a bit, and then eased back out. Slowly, two steps forward, one step back until I was in her to the hilt. It was so tight; I was surprised that I hadn't already lost it. Britt wiggled around, getting used to the sensation.

"You are so fucking big in my ass. I wasn't sure I could take it all."

I ran my hands over her thighs and stomach, massaging her and trying to get her to relax.

I had been remiss in my photographic duties and shot a close-up of us, fully connected. I turned the phone to show her the picture. "My pussy looks so lonely, "she said.

I solved that as she looked at the back of the phone. I slid my thumb into her wet snatch. Britt's eyes grew big and then rolled back in her head as her belly rippled in orgasm.

Pulling out my thumb, I slowly eased my cock out of her clenching ass, a bit at a time, and then back in, adding lube as I went. I continued slowly until my entire shaft, except the head was out, and then slid back in.

I kept up a steady, slow rhythm and was generous with the lube. Ten, twenty, long, slow strokes; Britt stared at me intently, never blinking. It was kind of spooky, almost like she was having a seizure and couldn't talk or move. I placed my hand on her lower belly, just above her pubic bone and could feel contractions. I think she was having a continuous orgasm, but would have to find out when she could talk. Truly concerned, I slowed and then gently pulled out. Her ass looked raw, it was so red and I felt guilty.

I slid up on the bed and took her into my arms and hugged her tight, kissing her cheek and nuzzling her ear. After what seemed like a good fifteen minutes, Britt inhaled deeply then exhaled. Tilting her head to look at me, she asked," did you cum?"

I was conflicted, not sure how to answer. If I lied and told her 'Yes', then I wouldn't have to subject her to whatever it was she just went through. If I was truthful, I knew she would insist that we keep at it until I got off. 
I softly kissed her lips to distract her a bit and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Are you fucking kidding me? I have never had an orgasm like that. It was like real deep inside and it wouldn't stop, like a muscle spasm." Britt kissed me again, now aware of my concern. "It was different, like when you made me squirt the other day. It was incredible and you are some kind of orgasm wizard. I love you so much!" Locked in a French tongue-duel, Britt reached down and grabbed my sticky cock and then ran her had down to my balls.

"You didn't cum, did you? "Giving me a scolding stare.

"No dear, "I answered like a small child caught cheating on their homework.

"Well then, "she said as she rolled over on all fours; "get to it. I want to feel you cum inside me. We still have a couple days before the birth control kicks in, so until I can feel you coat the inside of my pussy, I want to feel it in my ass."

"Yes dear, "I answered as she tossed me the lube and her Blackberry. "You are something," I muttered under my breath as this incredible woman dropped her shoulder onto the bed and reached back and spread her cheeks with both hands. Her ass was still sufficiently stretched to open enough to squeeze some more lube into it. Her inner lips asked to be kissed, so I obliged, running my tongue around her pussy. Britt moaned in anticipation and dug her fingers in deeper, spreading her cheeks to the limit.

I stood up on the bed behind her and lube up my cock, preparing for the final assault. I remembered the camera, just as I was ready for my descent. I tried an artsy shot, capturing my stiff dick hovering above her ass and pussy, begging the question, 'Where is he going with that thing?'

Wishing for a pocket, I held the camera in my left hand, and with Britt obligingly opening the door, I slid in slowly until I was basically sitting on her butt, my cock buried to the hilt.

"God George, that feels so fucking good. Fuck me with your big cock!"

Perched above her, all Britt could do was kneel there and let me have my way with her. I started doing squats, drawing my cock out of her ass, and then slipping it back into the warm depths. After a couple minutes, Britt let go of her cheeks and searched for the bottle of lube. Finding it, she handed it back to me, and muttered, "Phone," wiggling her fingers for the exchange. I handed her the phone and lubed us up some more. "Fuck that feels good," she moaned as the lube found its way. Now free of the phone, I grabbed her by the waist and stroked in and out, a well oiled machine.

I could feel Britt clenching and contorting, trying to extract my seed. I also heard the false shutter sound from her phone. I nearly laughed out loud as I realized this little kitten, turned sex-fiend had her hand between her legs and was shooting pictures of our coupling from below. I didn't hold a lot of hope for much quality, but I admired the effort, or was it the depravity?

"Oh FUCK! "She cried as her sphincter clenched, giving me no option but to release my load. I could feel it beyond my balls, the pressure building for the final push. "Fuck babe, here it comes!" It was fortunate that I didn't have to pull out, because she wasn't going to let me. I wrapped my arms around her belly and pulled her tight as my cock exploded, round after round of my cum, my essence, jetting deep inside her.

I leaned on her for a couple of minutes, my knees shaking. 'Click,' that damn camera again! I did laugh out loud this time and Britt joined in.

"Can you get off now sweetie?" she asked. "I don't think I can stay up much longer."

I pulled back a bit, my cock still held in a loving embrace. "You'll have to tell your butt to let go first."

Giggling, she negotiated the prisoner release and I rolled to her side, flat on my back and exhausted. Britt collapsed, face down on the bedspread which was now in need of a good washing. Turning her head to face me, she smiled through a tangle of blonde hair. "Was it good for you?' she asked.

Before my snappy comeback she exclaimed, "Shit, I can feel it running out of my ass. I was going to get another picture." She tried to push herself up, but then collapsed, "Aw fuck it, next time."

I looked her with a bit of dismay," You know, you're a dirty little girl."

She grinned and leaned in, summoning a kiss; "Only since I met you, "she answered.

I wasn't sure whether that was something to be proud of or not.

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We managed to make it down the stairs, shower and climb into bed. We woke in the same position we fell asleep in. I was snuggled up to her, one hand latched onto a breast and my lucky cock nestled into her sweet butt crack. I glanced over her at the clock and saw I still had a couple hours before I needed to get up. I begrudgingly extracted myself and headed to the bathroom. "Pee for me too." she said as I cleared the door. I was rinsing my face and using some mouthwash as she padded, naked, into the bathroom and sat down to pee.

"Aww, the honeymoon's over, "I teased over her tinkling sound.

She looked up at me, half asleep and flipped me the bird. I laughed out loud as I dried my face and headed back to bed. Minutes later, Britt climbed back in and snuggled up to my back, making sure I could feel how cold her feet were. I played a weak game of keep-away, kicking my feet while pulling her arm tighter to my chest; drawing her nearer. Britt nuzzled my neck and ran her hand down until she had me in her grasp once again. Caressing, she whispered, "This honeymoon has just begun."

We slept until that damn alarm went off.

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It was another typical day at work. Problems to solve, customers to placate; you know the drill. John called around ten o'clock, excited about the photos of the girls for his ad. He would get in touch with the paper and would see what the next step was. No sooner did I hang up with John, and then Britt called. I had left her sleeping soundly in my bed this morning.

"Hi babe, you finally waking up? "I teased.

"I've been up a while, but I was disappointed that you were gone. I was going to suck your cock this morning before you left."

I shifted in my seat as my dick responded. "My cock is disappointed now, "I implied.

"Oh well, I'll just go use the shower and get myself off on one of those spray heads, "she said in a sultry lilt.

My cock twitched imagining the sexy nymph writhing to the pulsating water jets massaging her sex.

Britt broke me from my fantasy, "I need to get back on the job hunting, but do you suppose maybe we can get together later, after you get off work?"

"I would love nothing better. How about if I take you out for dinner and then we can go back to my place and pull out some photos for the girls to send to their folks."

That sounds like a plan; and I can look at the other photos too. Oh, and you can help me download the photos from my phone, "she whispered like it was a secret, which it really should be.

"Okay, "I answered. "How about Italian? We could meet at Pacino's or I could come get you, whatever you want."

"I'll meet you there. That way I have my car, so if I don't want to spend the night........"

She laughed at my silence. "I may have to stay in my own bed once in awhile or Gina will rent out my side of the bed. And I also don't want to lose my touch on eating pussy, "she giggled.

Again I was silent. "Okay, get your hand off your dick, that's for me to play with. So Pacino's at around five?"

"Ye,ye,sss," I answered in a mock stutter.

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I had us a table and a bottle of Chianti when Britt came through the door. She wore the little black dress that she modeled the night before. The five-inch spiked heels didn't hurt the look either. The place fell silent as both men and women watched her walk to my table. I stood to get her chair, but not before receiving a very nice kiss. Getting her seated, I leaned from behind and whispered, "You look gorgeous. Every woman in the room now hates you or wants you." Britt shivered like she had just caught a draft.

I sat opposite her and her eyes glistened. "Thank you," she whispered with a slight blush.

We sipped on Chianti, nibbled on antipasto and played footsie under the table. I opted for the eggplant parmigiana while Britt braved the spaghetti with meatballs. She made eating pasta an erotic experience, and she knew it, locking eyes as she drew a single strand between her pursed lips.

We shared a tiramisu for desert. Sipping our coffee, I said, "I talked to John earlier and her really liked the photos."

"Oh, that's right, I forgot to tell you; John offered both Kate and Gina jobs. He said that they made the clothes look so good that he wants them to wear clothes that are for sale in the store while they work. He'll make it part of their pay. The girls are really excited and wanted me to thank you."

"Well, I'm not sure who should be thanking who, but I'm glad it worked out." I continued, "So that leaves you as the only un-employed member of the dynamic-trio."

Britt winked as her foot made its way into my lap; "So, don't you need a personal assistant or something like that?"

The waiter came to the rescue, presenting the bill. I pulled out the plastic and we were soon out the door, arm in arm. I took Britt to her car and got her behind the wheel. "See you at home?" I asked innocently. "See you at home, "she answered with a glint in her eyes.

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Safely within the warehouse walls of my commercial district estate, Britt kicked off her heels and we went upstairs to the studio/office to look over the photos we shot yesterday of Britt and the girls. Britt settled into my lap, seemingly her favorite seat in the house. My intent was to choose some pictures appropriate for Gina, Kate or Britt for that matter, to send to their folks. The dress and casual wear photos fit that bill. Most of the swimsuit photos were innocent enough, but why give the folks anything to worry about.

"Well, do you think those will do, my sexy assistant? " I asked as I ran my fingers up and down her exposed thighs.

Britt squirmed in my lap, "those are fine for the old folk, but where are the good ones? "She asked, running her tongue in my ear.

I shifted in the chair trying to get my dick straightened out. "Here, let me help with that," she said. She stood up and managed to push my dick around until it lay on my thigh, down one pant leg. Not much help, but at least symmetrical. She turned to sit back in my lap, but not before pulling the little black dress up over her butt, giving me a flash of her beautiful ass and the strand of her panties, tucked in there I longed to be.

Hardly more comfortable, but definitely more aroused, I opened my 'secret' file and began a slide show of the Sapphic doings of my lover and her roommates. Britt squirmed in my lap and my cock throbbed as she narrated each picture, some larger than life on the 24" monitor.

"Mmm, look at my tongue on Kate's pussy. Oh, she was so wet and tastes so sweet." Britt reached down and rubbed my cock through my pants while playing with herself with her other hand.

We scrolled through the shots, Britt's hands busy down below, mine, sadly busy with the mouse and the keyboard. A shot of Britt's long fingers buried in Gina's shaved pussy came on the screen. "Oh fuck, that's sexy. Can you blow that up?" she asked, her hands hard at work.

I clicked and scrolled until the screen was filled with wet snatch and fingers. My dick began to hurt, bent and throbbing. "Britt babe, I need to reposition or something, my dick is about to break."

Britt's concentration finally broke as she stared at the monitor. "Oh sorry babe, "she said as she stood up, her dress still up around her hips. "Here, "she said as she reached down with wet fingers and undid my belt and pants and had them around my ankles before I could blink. On her knees, she pulled off my shoes, and took off my pants and shorts. "Poor baby, "she said as she took me in her mouth and ran her tongue up and down my cock.

Turning back to the computer, she said, "Okay, back to the show." Sitting back, she guided my cock into her wet pussy until she was firmly ensconced. "Looking over her shoulder, she asked, "Is that better?" I flexed my cock in response and she groaned.

Back to narrating; "God, look how wet and smooth Gina's pussy is. I love to eat her pussy and suck on her clit. If she's really horny I can fist her too."

It was my turn to moan as my dick pulsed and I pulled Britt deeper into my lap. "You like that? "She asked as I felt her playing with her clit. "I'll bet her pussy would feel good on your cock baby. Your could fuck her cunt while I sat on her face and she ate my pussy."

"Fuck me, " I groaned as I tried to push her dress up over her head so I could get at her tits.

"Fuck baby, I'm so hot. These pictures make me so fuckin' wet."

I scrolled through a couple more, alternating from tits to mouse. I could feel Britt's pussy getting hotter and tighter, her juices were running down my balls and onto my chair. Upholstery cleaning and laundry bills were going to go up with this girl around.

We came to the shots where Gina and Kate took turns sucking my cock and jacking me off. "Oh fuck babe, Look at Kate suck your hard cock. That's the first cock she ever touched; fuck she looks turned on, look at her eyes.....oh she so wants to fuck you!"

My cock swelled at the thought of being the first to plunder this little girl's treasure. Britt twisted to look at me; "would you like to fuck Kate's tight, virgin, pussy? Fuck, think how tight she'd be as you drove your big, hard cock into her little cunt!"

About to blow, Britt jumped off my lap and grabbed my cock and squeezed hard, holding it until the feeling had passed. Britt faced me and straddled me in the chair, just as Kate had done the night before.

In a passable imitation of Kate's voice, Britt squeaked, "Britt said it would be okay if you were my first, "she said. Batting her eyes, "Would you make love to me George?"

I pulled her to me and kissed her hard as my cock found its way between her tender lips. Slowly we were joined as we moaned into each other's mouths. Slowly, 'Kate' rode my cock, her pussy lips kissing it up and down. We hugged each other tight, my hands on her ass, fucking my cock with her body. Her pussy tightened, my cock swelled as she whispered, "cum inside me sweetie, let me feel your cum inside me."

I stopped and looked her in the eyes. Britt was back, her eyes dark, sweat beaded on her upper lip. "Fuck me baby, give it to me."

Our lips met as her pussy sucked the life out of my cock, taking it all. My cock blew load after load deep within her and I could feel Britt cry with joy as she felt the warmth within.

Drained physically and emotionally, we held each other until we found the strength to put each other to bed.



Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 07



Tangled in cotton sheets, long blonde hair and a statuesque blonde's limbs, I slowly extricated myself, needing to pee really badly. Britt mumbled softly, still soundly sleeping. Good sex will do that to you; relax you like nothing else can.

I tiptoed back into the bedroom to find her on her back, the covers bunched up and on the floor. I could only stand in awe, counting my blessings that so beautiful a creature had found her way into my life. My dick now stood in awe too, but that was to be expected.

I eased onto the bed, careful not to wake her. Starting at her toes, I perused my lover. There was not a square inch I could find fault with as I traversed upward. Even her knees, like fine sculpted marble, were perfect. Her thighs are toned and muscular enough to hold her lover prisoner, but soft and velvety too.

Cradled at the top of those thighs is a bit of heaven on earth. Smoother than a Georgia peach, but without the fuzz; and not near as innocent looking as it appears; is her sweet, sweet pussy. An alluring crease in the landscape, it beckons one to explore, to delve into its depths. Once inside, you never want to leave.

Further north are hips made to hold onto and a belly button that loves to be tickled. Her stomach is flat without being visibly muscled and those breasts, my god, those breasts. Their statistics are still not officially recorded but I believe they are in the 'C' range, a very good place to be. Her nipples stand erect and proud, even when not aroused. And when they are, they are the key to opening the rest of the playground.

Moving on, I admire her long talented fingers and strong, feminine arms, capable of spine tingling embraces. I brushed aside her hair to expose her neck, which I love to nibble and kiss, eliciting a purring sound.

Her lips were pursed, as though longing for a kiss. I looked up to find her staring at me through misty blue eyes. Embarrassed at being caught I did the only thing I could; I kissed her. First softly, then her tongue sought out mine and we kissed until we were breathless.

"Do you want me to turn over now? "She asked with a sly grin. She had been watching me the entire time.

"Please, "I answered.

Britt rolled onto her stomach and I began the second tour, only this time touching was allowed. I kissed and petted my way from the soles of her feet, up her calves and paused at the back of her knees. My tongue danced there until I got a giggled go-ahead to continue. Up her thighs and then to the top of the hill, showering both cheeks with kisses. My tongue did a quick reconnaissance of the valley below and then proceeded to tickle the dimples in the small of her back.

I ran my tongue up her spine as I ran my fingertips up her sides. She shivered and purred out loud. Brushing her hair aside once more; I leaned in to nibble at her neck and ear. The tour now complete, I snuggled up beside her and pulled up the sheets.

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Britt called me later that morning as I was headed to a jobsite. "Hey lover, "she said. "I wanted to tell you again how much I loved this morning. That was one of the sexiest things anyone has ever done to me. I felt so vulnerable, but so loved at the same time. You are incredible - you do know that don't you?"

She couldn't see me blush but she could hear it in my voice as I managed a response.

"Anyway, "she continued, "the girls and I have tickets for this concert tonight and I forgot all about them till Gina reminded me a couple minutes ago. It'll be after midnight when it's over, so maybe I'll just go back home with the girls?"

She told me like she was asking permission to spend the night in her own bed. It tugged at my heart a bit and I answered in a disappointed manner, "Well, I guess that's okay."

Britt purred as she responded, "Silly boy, you know I'll make it up to you. I might even let you have my ass again if you ask real nice."

"Oh shit, "I barked into the Bluetooth as I swerved to get back on my side of the road. "You have to quit talking like that when I'm driving."

"I'm sorry baby, maybe I shouldn't tell you how I'm sitting here fingering my pussy while I think about this morning."

"Ah Fuck.......Okay babe, I gotta go," as I pulled up to the job with my dick bent double in my jeans.

She could hear my strained voice as she moaned as we hung up, "Love you babe."

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I was leaving the job when John, my buddy with the clothing store called, "Hey George, the newspaper just delivered the proofs for the ad. They look good to me, but I'd like you to take a look. Do you think you could swing by and take a peek?"

"Yeah, no problem, I was headed that way anyway. I'll be there in about thirty."

"Thanks; see ya in a bit."

I found a place to park down the block and walked back to John's shop. I was greeted by Gina and Kate who were both working for John now. They were both dressed in little white shorts and had bikini tops on. They also wore high heels which helped them stand out from the customers. The both raced up to me as I came in the door and gave me a kiss and a hug. Little Kate, looked around after her kiss and copped a quick feel, and then quickly retreated behind the counter.

John caught it all from the backroom doorway. "I hope they don't greet all the customers that way, "he laughed. I thought Kate would melt into the floor. "Come on back George, I've got the proofs in my office." I followed John, swatting Kate lightly on the butt as I passed by.

John handed me the proofs and I'll have to admit that the photos worked well in the ad. "This looks good, John, and I don't think it's too risqué. It ought to bring in the customers." I handed them back to John and added, "And I don't think your sales staff will hurt business either."

John was about to comment when Kate walked in. "Excuse me John; I need to get some more bags for out front." Rather than do the chivalrous thing and get them off the shelf for her, we both stood back and watched the raven-haired pixie stretch to reach for the bags. Her long hair was in a pony tail, so we were offered an unobstructed view of her ass cheeks as they peeked out of the bottom of her shorts. Her legs were stretched tight as she strained the extra inch she needed.

"Thanks guys, "she said as she pranced out of the office.

"No, thank you, "John replied, adjusting himself as she went out the door. "You know, "he said, "I have to spend a lot more time back here now that I've hired those two. I don't think my heart can take a constant boner."

I laughed and patted the old boy on the back, "Yeah, life's tough, but I think you'll get used to it."

"Don't bet on it, "he replied. "Anyway, back to the ad, the outfit that put the layout together asked who the photographer was and if he had a website. All I had was your number, so I gave him that. I hope that was alright."

"Thanks John. I don't have a website, but I've been thinking of putting one together if I want to turn this hobby into a business."

"Yeah," John said. "I should probably look at one too. If not just for advertising, but I may want to take a stab at selling online too. I have a line on a couple other manufacturers that are looking to expand. I think I can put together something with them so that I don't have to carry a lot of inventory."

"Well, I'll look into it, "I told him. "I'll let you know what I find out. I'll probably have to hire someone to put mine together though because I just don't have the time if I want to get it going anytime soon."

"Well, you let me know what you do. I'm too damn old to learn how to do it and to be honest, I'd just as soon use my spare time to watch over my business, "he said as he looked out into the store. Kate and Gina were busy with customers and looked sexy as hell in their 'uniforms'. "Alright John, "I laughed as I headed toward the front door. "I'll talk to you later."

Gina intercepted me as I was about to step outside. "George, I'm sorry, but I couldn't help but overhear you and John talking about building websites. I don't know if she's told you, but Britt has done a couple. She even did one back in high school for cheer and a couple other clubs."

"Thanks sweetie, "I said. "So Britt was a cheerleader?"

"Me too, "she giggled, "I was team captain senior year."

"Good to know, "I said, giving her a knowing look; not really implying anything, just putting it out there.

Gina smiled as she kissed me on the cheek and whispered, "Go Team." She gave me a wink as I stepped out into the sunshine.

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The rest of the afternoon flew by. Friday afternoons are usually pretty uneventful as everyone is winding down for the week, looking forward to the weekend. I know I was and I didn't have any plans, but with Britt now in my life, I don't think boredom will ever be an issue.

Turns out, I was sort of wrong on the boredom issue. I stopped on my way home and did some grocery shopping and picked up a few other odds and ends. I pulled up to my building and rolled open the big door and drove in, closing it behind me. I suddenly felt so all alone, knowing that I wouldn't see my blonde bombshell until tomorrow sometime.

'Get over it, 'I told myself as I was putting things away. Taking advantage of the free time, I stripped the bed and started some laundry and did a little housecleaning. I had the stereo cranked up and before I knew it, it was 7 o'clock and I was getting hungry. Laundry done and the bed made, I threw some leftovers into the microwave and then headed upstairs to work on the website idea.

Sitting there jumping from site to site, nibbling at my dinner, my cell went off; I had a text message.

I was glad to see if was from Britt, but a little disappointed that she didn't just call. I love the sound of her voice. 'Hi lover, 'it read, 'we are on our way to the concert. We're dressed to kill, but I promise we'll behave. I miss you so much and I wish I was there. Here is a photo to get you thru the night XOXOXO'.

Attached was a photo I hadn't seen before and it took me minute to figure out what I was looking at. Then it dawned on me; when Britt and I had anal sex for the first time, she insisted on taking pictures with her Blackberry. I had kinda forgotten about it; not the sex, but the pictures. Here was a shot of my cock, buried in her tight ass with her pussy above, begging for attention. I was now hard as a rock, really wishing she were here to take care of it.

My cell chimed with another message. 'Hope you like the pic. We all got off earlier looking at them. Love you, B.'.

'We got off on them?' Holy shit, Britt showed the girls the shots of me fucking her ass? Now I really had a hard on.

That did it. I reached over to the keyboard and found the file of photos I had of the girl's orgy that took place just a few steps away on my studio/set bed. Shorts around my ankles and the 24" monitor displaying a Sapphic slideshow; I soon shot a milky load onto the floor - 'Clean-up on aisle 3'.

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I woke the next morning alone in bed – fuck, I hate this. I was really spoiled and couldn't wait to see my girl. After cleaning up my mess last night, I spent some time running some numbers and playing with the idea of having Britt do my website and maybe John's and pay her to do them. As far as I knew, she didn't have any job prospects yet, so this could be a win-win for both of us.

I was anxious to see her, but didn't want to come across as a pest, so I texted her, asking if she knew when she would be coming over. I didn't get an immediate response so I figured they were all still sacked out after the concert. My mind painted a picture of all three, naked, snuggled up in bed.

My phone rang and thankfully I checked the I.D. before I made a fool of myself, thinking it was Britt calling. "This is George, "I answered.

"Hi, this is Mike over at Design Graphics and I got your name and number as the photographer for a newspaper ad that we just put together."

"Yeah, Hi Mike. My buddy John who I shot the photos for said that he gave my number to someone. What can I do for you?"

"Well, I was really impressed by your work and I'm always looking for new people to work with, so I thought I would give you a call and see if you could help me with a project we just contracted for."

"Okay, "I answered, trying to sound like I did this all the time; "What have you got in mind?"

"I have a client who has a custom body shop here in town and he wants to do a 13-month wall calendar for next year. He does a lot of muscle cars and classics and he wants to do a calendar featuring some of his past work and have a model pose with each car; you know, one of those calendars that hang in all the shops and guy's garages. My first concern is finding a studio space big enough to shoot a car in."

"Well, you've come to the right place. I have a big warehouse that I bought specifically for this kind of thing. I can take one car at a time or all of them at once."

"Wow, "he exclaimed, "You've got that big a space?"

"Yeah, I'm kind of an over-achiever that way," I replied.

"Well that would be great. I've obviously seen the three girls you used in the ad; would they be available for this shoot?"

"I think that can be arranged."

"Perfect, "he said, "tell you what, why don't you send me your rate sheet and we'll see what we can put together."

"Great, "I said as I copied down his info, all the while thinking, 'Rate sheet, I don't have any stinking rate sheet'. "Okay, I'm a little busy today, "I lied, "But I'll get this to you as soon as I can. Thanks for calling."

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I was wandering around the net, trying to figure out how to put together this rate sheet I had just promised. I was getting nowhere fast when I heard my big rolling door start to open. Britt was about the only person who had the combination other than me, and I was a bit surprised that she didn't call first, but there she was, leaning into the big door. She jumped back in her car and pulled in, jumped back out and closed the door. Back in the car, she rolled up to my front door and got out and walked around to the back end to get something out. She was wearing her signature short-shorts and her sweet ass cheeks peeked out when she bent over to reach in. I let out a wolf whistle from the upper level and she let out a little yelp.

"Shit, you scared me, "she glared up at me.

I was laughing and she wasn't particularly happy about it. "I brought you lunch, but now I think I'll just take it back home, " as she feigned loading it back in the car.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, "I said as I ran down the stairs.

"Keep the food, "I said as I grabbed her and lifted her off her feet in a big bear hug and spun her around. "Keep the food, but please don't leave, "I said and I put my lips to hers.

"Okay, Okay, "She answered, kissed breathless. "It was just the one night; settle down."

I realized that I did seem a bit panicked, which was really unlike me, but this thing with the price list had really gotten to me. I helped Britt unload lunch and we went inside and I filled her in on the earlier phone call.

"That is so cool," she said. "This is what you wanted; right - to be a photographer full time and all that?"

"Yeah, but I may have bitten off more than I can chew on this one. I have no idea what to charge for something like this."

"Let me get on-line and look around and I'll bet I find something. If nothing else, I'll call around as a prospective client and see if other studios in town can give me some prices."

"You're a god-send, "I said, kissing her lightly.

"I know," she answered, "but first things first." She took me by the hand, and led me to the bedroom.

We stood in the middle of the room and began undressing each other, kissing the parts revealed.

"I can't believe you showed the girls those pictures of us." I said as I kissed her neck and shoulders. "

"Mmmm, "she moaned, "you should know by now that we share everything." It was my turn to moan as she lifted off my shirt and kissed my nipples.

"Well, there's a clean spot on the floor in front of the desk because of you, "I said as I drew a nipple into my mouth. She let me suckle for a minute and then pulled me loose and gave me a quizzical look. Then came a flash of understanding and a smile.

Britt dropped to her knees and pulled my shorts down as she went. Cock in hand, she looked it in the eye and asked, "Did you like the picture I sent you? "She gave it a little kiss on the head and I wanted to laugh, but laughing while having your dick sucked just doesn't work.

Giving her a few minutes to play, I pulled her to her feet and backed her over to the bed and pushed her back when her legs bumped into the mattress. She watched as I removed her sandals and kissed her sweet toes. Spreading her legs, I stepped between them and unsnapped her shorts and pulled down the zipper. Little pink panties peaked out at me. Legs back together and pointing to the sky, I pulled off her shorts, leaving her in only pink satin.

Her nipples were erect as she pulled on them, never breaking eye contact with me. She watched as I spread her legs once more and descended to the bottom of the 'V'. I licked my lips and she groaned as I took her, panties and all, into my mouth. I could taste her juices, strained by the pink material as she squirmed. One of her hands had abandoned its post as she tried to slip her panties sideways, "Lick my pussy baby."

I obliged, helping slip the satin barrier out of the way. Licking the length of her lips, my tongue danced with her clit. Her squirming became a bouncing as she tried to fuck my face. My tongue reached in to scoop her ambrosial nectar out and I plastered her lips with my tongue, careful to not miss one square inch. Pushing her legs back, I let my tongue dance around her sweet pucker, coincidentally color coordinated with her panties.

Her hips gyrated as I returned to suck on her stiff clit. Her eyes were closed and she was mumbling some unwritten language. Sensing the time was right, I nibbled at her clit and slid one finger into her sopping snatch and found the spot. Pressing upward, I set off an explosion within her. She stiffened and lifted her butt off the bed, driving her sex tighter onto my face, trying to smother me. The mumbling became a recognizable "FFFUUUUCCCKKKK!"

I suckled on her spent pussy as she gathered her senses. Reaching down, she ran her fingers through my hair. "God - and I thought Gina knew how to eat pussy, "she said under her breath. If my dick had been asleep, that would have been a good wake-up call. 

Britt pulled at my hair, drawing me up her body. I kissed my way up, stopping momentarily to visit each nipple, paying my respects. She brought my lips to hers and tasted herself, cleaning up the residuals. Reaching down, she held my stiff member, rubbing it against her wanting lips. 

"Fuck me," she said. "Make love to me." She led me to her entrance and I let myself in, slowly making my way. She was tight, warm and inviting as her pussy pulled me inward. We developed a slow rhythm, neither of us in a hurry to reach the end.

"Uhmm, "she moaned, "You feel so good inside me, so big and warm, so hard, but still soft; much better than the other George."

She was looking at me as I stopped at mid stroke, knowing I had a question; "the other George?"

She smiled as she grabbed my hips and pulled me back to the bottom, groaning. "I guess I forgot to tell you, "As she pushed me up, and then back in deep. "We have a strap-on at home and the girls changed his name to George." Another push and pull, but I helped a little this time. "After our little three-way here the other night, when I got home the next day, I heard Kate screaming 'Fuck me George!' from the bedroom.

I think my cock doubled in girth when I heard this and Britt moaned in approval and continued, fucking and talking. "I took a peek around the door and there was Kate, on her hands and knees with Gina behind her, fucking her with 'George'. It was so fucking hot, listening to Kate scream for 'George' to fuck her tight cunt."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 07



"Oh god, "was all I could come up with as I drove my cock hard, again and again. Then Britt reached up and put her hand on my chest, stopping my advance. Her blues eyes, now that familiar shade of near-black stared through me.

"Turn me over and fuck me like Gina fucked Kate. I want to feel you fuck me and cum inside me. Fuck me George."

Faster than a rodeo bull-dogger, I was out, had her flipped over and impaled her as she hung onto the headboard. Long and hard, I let her have it; "Is this what you want babe; my big cock, my real cock, fucking your sweet cunt, huh?"

"Oh fuck baby, "she groaned, "Nothing beats the real thing. Oh, fuck me baby, give me your cum. I want to feel you cum baby!"

I drove and I drove, leaving finger imprints on her hips. "Here it comes, "I bellowed as I went rigid, buried to the hilt and spurting load after load inside her convulsing pussy.

"Aw shit," we moaned in unison as we slowly came down from our climaxes. Regaining a bit of strength, I grabbed Britt by the hips, and still lodged deeply inside her, I backed us up until she could lay down flat and I collapsed on top of her, still coupled.

We laid there like there for a couple minutes and Britt said softly, "so fucking good."

I responded with a little flex of the dick, pushing out the last little bit, "yes you are."

She squeezed me back, and I slid out. "Aww, "she groaned as I sat up on my knees, my dick leaving a trail up one thigh.

I looked down and watched as our mixture began to perk out between her reddened inner lips. "Man, "I kidded in a whiney voice, "you're leaking all over my clean sheets."

"Well, lick it up, "she said jokingly. She clearly wasn't about to move.

So I did, which surprised the hell out of both of us. I'd licked a bit of my own cum off my fingers in the past and it wasn't so bad, and she didn't hesitate swallowing my load, so without much forethought, I dove in. Britt screamed in surprise and orgasm as I swiped my tongue from slit to ass and sucked our collective juices into my mouth.

Turning over and sitting up, she looked at me with awe and want. I leaned in and kissed her, sharing our love. Britt shivered through another small climax as our tongues chased each other, tasting our sexual cocktail, and we kissed with a passion and fever that had us both sweating. We were clearly going to have to wash the sheets after all.

Now completely spent and holding each other tightly, I watched as a little tear rolled down her cheek and I kissed it before it got away. "I love you so much, "she said softly, kissing my lips. "And you call me the nasty one!"

We kissed once more and drifted into a little afternoon nap.

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We woke a bit later, still entwined but feeling a bit of a chill as the sweat evaporated off our skin. We ran our hands up and down the others backs, trying to strike up a little warmth.

"I can't believe you did that, "she said, kissing me softly.

"Well I figured, 'why not', you do it and I had just washed the sheets."

Britt laughed as she tried to tickle me. I retaliated with a counter-tickle and Britt bounded off the bed in retreat and headed into the bathroom. I was in hot pursuit and caught her in the shower. We hugged and kissed as I walked us toward the controls of my 'you've-got-to-be-kidding-me' shower. I turned on the waterfall feature, which Britt hadn't experienced yet and I scooted us, still kissing, under the cascading waters.

This brought the embrace to a halt momentarily as she marveled at the experience. She turned a slow 360, arms out and looking up, luxuriating in the feeling. Gallons and gallons of water tumbled over us from the ledge above. Smiling and wiping the water from her eyes, she took me in her arms again and we stood there and made out until our finger tips began to wrinkle.

I led us out of the waterfall, turned it off and the switched to the regular shower. We washed each other and then I washed her hair, something I take great delight in and she seems to enjoy it. We stepped out and dried one another and then I dried her long hair, running my fingers through it, massaging her scalp. Britt found herself having to grab the counter as it almost put her back to sleep.

Britt slipped one of my t-shirts over her head and I slipped on a pair of boxers and we went out to the kitchen. "Do you want some fruit? "She asked as she opened the fridge. She bent over to get at the bottom drawer and the shirt slid up over her butt. I stood beside her to reach for some water and ran my hand over her cheeks. She giggled and squirmed as she tried to corral an apple in the corner of the bin.

Straightening up, she said, "Well, we better get upstairs and see what we can do about that rate sheet you promised." I dutifully followed her up the stairs, my eyes glued to her undulating butt. Britt quickly took control, taking 'My' chair and before long had found numerous price sheets from around the country.

I was impressed and told her so; "I looked all over and couldn't find anything. I guess this internet thing is good for something other than porn."

Britt gave me a knowing glance and then said, "Like most things, it's all about how you manipulate it."

I stood behind her, watching her work and kissed her on top of the head, "Well, you can manipulate me anytime you feel like it."

Britt switched over to 'Word' and began roughing out a rate sheet, firing questions about studio vs. on-site rates, modeling fees, and things I had never even considered. I quickly realized how lucky I really was to have her in my life.

I pulled up another chair and a scratch pad and starting playing with numbers, trying to get some idea of how much I could conceivably make shooting this calendar. I realized that if I could stay fairly busy, even part-time, I could bring in some decent coin. Without hesitation, I blurted out, "Hey, if we get this job, how about working with me on the photography business?"

Britt stopped typing and slowly turned to look at me. I began to question what I had said and tried to rewind my brain. Thankfully, she broke into a huge smile, and launched herself, landing in my lap, peppering me with kisses. "I would love to work on the business. My mind has been in overdrive since Gina mentioned that you might want me to do a website for you."

She carried on at mach speed, talking about the website, the studio, advertising, and fashion, portraits, on and on and on. I finally had to take her head in my hands and kiss her to get her to slow down. I told her I didn't know how much I could pay her, but she revved up again saying that she just needed enough for her part of the rent and a little for other things. Then there was the fact that she ate over here about half the time and she didn't need to buy special work clothes.

She finally stopped to catch a breath and then her eyes widened. "Oooo...and the fringe benefits!"

I smiled as I ran my hand up her thigh under the borrowed t-shirt. She squirmed and then stopped dead and looked at me and said with all seriousness, "Hey, do we have a business name?"

Sigh ...."Crap, you're right, I guess it's back to work partner."

Britt squealed with delight, kissed me and bounced back in front of the computer, pounding away at the keyboard.

***********

Well, by about 8 p.m., Red Brick Photography was born. Named for the red brick that my building was clad with, we had a fancy letterhead, a rate sheet and an organizational chart, me at the top as owner and chief photographer and Britt as the one who gets everything else done. I could see that if this thing was going to fly, she was clearly indispensable. She had new e-mail account set up and sent out our first quote for our first paying job. On Monday, she planned on getting our business license in order and we would be up and running.

Britt leaned back and put her bare feet up on the desk after she hit the send button. Leaning back with her arms crossed under her breasts, nipples standing proud and the bottom of the t-shirt half-way up her hips, she smiled and said "Well, here we go!"

I reached behind me and grabbed my camera and snapped off a couple of shots. This would be a moment to be remembered. I set the camera back down and pulled her to her feet. I kissed her lightly and said, "C'mon partner, let's get something to eat, I'm starved."

"Okay boss, "she giggled as we started down the stairs. "I can't wait to tell the girls about this."

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Even though I had just been to the store, we ended up with frozen pizza, a fresh salad and a bottle of wine. We sat on the couch and talked over the business some more. I realized that I needed a good seamless corner to shoot all these cars if we got this job. This is kind of old school, what with Photoshop and all, but I think it will still save a lot of time in the long run and it looks pretty impressive to those that don't know any better. I decided on a couple 40 ft. long walls with radius transitions to each other and the floor. Construction being my primary business, this would be a piece of cake.

Britt talked about sprucing up the place and making it look more like a place of business. Maybe a gallery of photos somewhere and a real office space or lobby. My mind was spinning as this girl fired out ideas at machine gun rate.

"Slow down there partner, "I said as I ran my hand up and down her bare thigh. "Let's get this first job signed up first and then we'll see what happens." I refilled her wine and fed her another bite of pizza. We finished eating and just sat on the couch, side by side, sipping our wine; feet up on the coffee table, playing footsie.

Britt rested her head on my shoulder and after a bit I heard what I call her purring. It's not snoring, I'm not sure what causes it, but it sounds for all the world like a cat purring and she has this contented look on her face. It's the cutest thing to me, but she denies that she does it. I need to remember to ask the girls if they have noticed it. I gently take the wineglass from her grasp and picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

She didn't appear to wake up as I carried her in, so I figured that I would just slip her between the sheets. I stumbled around trying to hold her, move the bedding and not wake my sexy assistant.

Setting her on the bed, she mumbled "Shirt," and half-heartedly held up her arms. I chuckled as I lifted the shirt over her head, blonde hair everywhere. As I guided her head to the pillow, she whispered "Kiss." I leaned in and gave her a soft peck on the lips. "Again," she whispered as she pushed my head down to her breasts. I gave each nipple a little love and she pushed me further south. We scooted by her belly button, but I managed a quick kiss. I reached our final destination; her legs together revealing only the top of her lovely slit. I glanced up to see what she had in mind. Her eyes were shut and she purred softly. I smiled to myself and placed one little kiss.

*************

We woke early, legs and arms entangled and nose to nose. We also sensed our own Italian halitosis, Pizza and red wine. Comically, with pursed lips, we did a synchronous roll off our respective sides of the bed and went in search of mouthwash. Ever the gentleman, I followed her to the bathroom admiring the view; the perfect butt with dimples to boot. Mouths refreshed and the 'sleepies' as she called them washed from out of the corners of our eyes, we were now safe for the morning kiss.

"Morning lover," she said, arms around my neck.

"Morning to you too," I replied, both hands firmly on an ass cheek.

Still in a full embrace, she said, "I need to take a shower. Do you suppose I could get you to wash my hair for me?"

She knew that this was almost some kind of fetish for me and I can't explain it, but washing a women's hair is somewhat erotic. It's doubly so if you both happen to be starkers. The little guy downstairs answered in the affirmative and she giggled as she felt the knocking on the door. She reached down and gave me a little tug and said, "Hang on buddy, I've got a change of clothes in the car."

I followed her out to the living area to make some coffee while she went out to her car. I was about to suggest that I didn't see a real reason for her to bother with clothes, but it is awful fun to take them off. I had the coffee ready to roll as she came through the front door with a gym bag and proceeded back into the bedroom. She unceremoniously dumped the contents onto the bed and began to sort. I couldn't help but notice there was more here than just a single change of clothing. She neatly folded a half-dozen pair of panties, of various design and color, followed by some of her signature shorts, and some rather skimpy tops. Glancing at me and without muttering a word, I found myself walking to my dresser, opening a drawer, pulling out its contents and stepping back to present it to her. She smiled as she neatly arranged the new contents and closed the drawer. Turning to me, she kissed me chastely on the cheek and said, "Bath time."

Before hitting the shower, she went back to the bed and picked through the remaining items and retrieved a razor and some shave gel. Still smiling silently, she took me by the hand and led me to the shower. I turned on the shower with the hand-held head and we went about our now, standard wash routine. With bath gel in hand; we judiciously bathed one another, nary a place untouched. Our private regions were undoubtedly the cleanest in the city. Washing her hair became a favorite and frenzied part of the routine. Once I had the shampoo thoroughly distributed in her hair, we embraced face to face, slick with soap and I ran my hands through her hair and we kissed and rutted against each other. Rinsing and the conditioning cycle were equally bawdy as my stiff cock sought out any orifice it could find. Shower time was quickly becoming my favorite foreplay, although my next water bill might force me to rethink that.

Thinking we were done, my stiff dick and I moved to turn off the shower, only to be corrected, "I need to shave, "she stated, holding up her razor and gel.

"Do you think you could give me a hand? "She asked as he turned and headed toward the built-in bench. I have a custom-made hose on the hand-held that is about 16 feet long and you can take it anywhere into the shower. I grabbed it and awaited by orders.

Britt took a seat and handed me the can of gel and then lifted one leg straight out. This was a first and I was turned on and nervous at the same time. I handed her the shower head and knelt in front of her. I put some gel in my hands and began running them up and down her leg. I really couldn't feel anything but the slickness of the soap and she I sensed her watching me. "I shave almost everyday, so I stay nice and smooth. Once or twice a week, we shave each other to make sure we got everywhere." She smiled when she saw my cock's reaction and nuzzled it with her free foot.

"Careful there, "I warned, "I don't want to knick anything.

She stopped me just as I came to the top of her thigh. Putting her hand over her pussy, she winked, "We'll save that for last."

Pouting, I moved to her other leg and repeated the process. Britt sat silently with her eyes closed, luxuriating in the pampering. When I had reached the promise land once again, I paused, awaiting her blessing to continue. Silent still, I softly began to massage the lubricant onto her lower belly and downward. With a gentle nudge, she responded, spreading her legs wider. The gel mixed with her self-made lubricant and I took a deep breath before proceeding. Each swipe of the razor caused a little quiver which I waited to subside before the next stroke; I would gladly take my time.

When I thought I had completed my task, and quite splendidly I thought, Britt corrected me. Grabbing both legs behind the knees, she rolled herself back and exposed her sweet ass, her slick pussy lips spread wide. Actually blushing in the warm shower, she said, "Sometimes a stray hair shows up down there. We don't want any distractions when you are licking my butt, getting it ready to shove your big cock in, do we?"

Nodding dumbly, I squirted the cool blue gel directly on her pink pucker and she squealed at the sensation. I lovingly massaged in the lubricant, working up a foam. My middle finger 'accidentally' slipped in the backdoor and I watched in fascination as her pussy lips fluttered, looking for something to grab on to. Reluctantly, I withdrew the invading digit and delicately finished the job.

I took the hand-held shower and rinsed off the residual foam. Britt seemed content to hold her position, so I adjusted the head and played, watching her facial expression for direction. She squirmed and squealed as the pulsing water rebounded off her pink pucker and her exposed clit. I didn't see any reason to stop and the look in her eyes told me I better not.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the can of shave gel. Quickly setting the shower head down, I took her clit between my lips and suckled lightly. She moaned louder and the gasped as she felt the cool gel on her asshole again. Without hesitation, I dropped the can and reinserted that wandering middle finger; Britt's eyes widened and her moan became a groan as I fingered her ass while I sucked on her tender clit.

Britt pulled her legs up tighter, muttering, "Oh fuck baby, finger my ass, suck on my clitty ---Oh fuck me!" We kept it up until I felt her ass tighten on my plunging digit and her lower belly began to quiver just as she seized up, shaking uncontrollably. "Fuck, fuck, fuck....." she muttered through clenched lips.

I slowly backed off and took her legs and gently unfolded her, massaging her calves and thighs. I got off my aching knees, straightened my back and sat next to her, taking her under my arm. I kissed her forehead as she snuggled and purred. 

After a bit; I felt her hand take my half-hard cock to revitalize it. When she had me good and hard she whispered into my ear, "Can I do you now?"

Naturally, I thought she was talking about a blow-job, so I say, "Sure."

Britt smiled as she dropped to her knees between my legs and kissed my tip. Then the situation changed. She heard me suck in a deep breath as she picked up the can of gel and the razor. I keep myself trimmed up down there, but I shaving never entered my mind. Kind of selfish I guess, because there is nothing like lapping away at a soft, slick pussy.

Britt worked up a lather in her hands and began running them over my cock and balls; my mind was still questioning the prudence of what was about to happen. My beautiful vixen knew how to seal a deal however; "I think Gina and Kate will love sucking on your slick balls while you fuck my ass."

Knowing she had won me over, again, she held the head of my cock and shaved around the base onto my belly and onto my crotch. With the concentration of a surgeon, she pulled and stretched at my ball sack, scraping me smooth. Then with a big smile on her face, she set the razor down and grabbed both my legs and pushed up, trying to get me into the erotic fold that she had achieved earlier. I'm not near as limber, but I evidently did well enough as I pulled up on my legs and felt her shave around my asshole. I can't imagine that it is near as pretty a sight as I had earlier, but she did seem to linger.

My cock lurched as I felt a finger intrude and Britt smiled as she worked it slowly in and out. Her eyes glistened as she took my pulsating member in her mouth and sucked as her finger continued to make inroads. The cramping in my legs was soon forgotten as I felt Britt coaxing the cum out of balls as she sucked my cock into her throat and buried her finger in my ass, tickling my prostate.

"Ah shit," was all I could manage as I spurted rope after rope of cum down her throat. She gently milked me dry and I tried to straighten my legs. She joined me on the bench and we snuggled and kissed once more until I had the strength to stand up. We lightly washed and rinsed once more and then had just enough strength to wrap each other in towels and fall onto the bed.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 07



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We spent the rest of that Sunday laying in bed, watching T.V. and discussing the busy week ahead. The kisses and 'I love you's' were continuously exchanged.



Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 08



It's been a busy week for Britt and I and Red Brick Photography. RBP was born after I received a call from a graphics firm who was going to be doing a calendar for a local auto body shop. They were going to gather up 13 different hot rods and muscle cars and I was going to provide a comely model or two to pose with each car and take the pictures.

I agreed to write up a proposal for the work, so that meant I had to make it look like I had a real company. The easiest way to achieve this, evidently, was to go ahead and create the company. Britt was my savior, computer whiz that she is. By the end of the weekend, we had letterhead, a rate sheet, an email address and the beginnings of a website. This week's tasks were securing the business license and crossing our fingers that our proposal was accepted for the calendar job.

In the midst of this tumultuous weekend, I offered Britt a job to work with me getting the photography business up and running. She was ecstatic in her acceptance and jumped in with both feet. My biggest problem it seems may be keeping her reined in and moving at my pace, not hers.

Britt finagled the business license on Monday morning and that afternoon I got a call from Mike at Design Graphics saying that we had the job and wanted to know how soon we could start. I wanted to build a backdrop in the warehouse to shoot in and figured I could have that done by the end of the week, so I committed to being able to start that upcoming weekend.

I called Britt with the good news after I hung up with Mike. "Hey sweetie, "I started, "I guess we have to go to work now, cuz they just called and accepted our proposal to shoot the calendar."

"Oh my god, that's great, "she said. "I want to thank you again for letting me help with the company. I told the girls all about it and they are a little worried that there might be some conflict between, you know, work and play. I just want you to know that I understand that you are the boss when it concerns the business and that whatever you say, goes."

"Alright, "I answered, "So who's in charge of play?"

Britt giggled on the other end, "I think we can share those duties."

I looked at my watch and it was about 2 p.m. "So, I think we need to celebrate our starting the company and getting our first job. What do you think?"

"Sounds like a great idea; what do you have in mind?"

"Let's do this; I'll buy you and the girl's dinner and we can talk over the calendar shoot. I'll, or should I say we'll need to work around their work schedules. I hope to have the wall ready by this weekend. I don't know how the cars will be delivered yet or when, so we might have one or we might have a bunch to work with. We also need to see if we have enough lighting to pull this off. I may have to rent a couple more."

"This is so cool, "she exclaimed; "And don't hesitate to ask me to do whatever running around that needs to be done. Oh, hey, I just thought of something; do we need a phone number for the business?"

"Yeah, to look legit, I suppose we need one we can answer 'Red Brick Photography, may I help you?'"

Britt giggled, "I like the sound of that. I love you for letting me help with this."

"Well to be completely honest, I couldn't have pulled this off by myself, particularly this quick; so thank you for helping me," the sincerity quite apparent.



"Okay, "she replied with a little sniffle, "when and where for dinner?"

"Well, you check with the girls and you can set the time. How about Red's downtown? I haven't had a good steak in a long time and they have fish, chicken, salads and the rest of it. It's just kind of nice and cozy and we can talk easily there."

"Ooo...dark and cozy, I like the sound of that!"

"Okay, "I laughed, "just give me a call back, or come to think of it, you could go ahead and make the reservation. Then call me and we'll meet there or whatever."

"If it's okay with you, I may go back to the studio and work on the website." And then she giggled, "That sounds so cool, 'going back to the studio.'"

"Of course it's okay; you're part of the company. And about the phone, I think a cell phone makes the most sense. If you want, there is a cell phone bill on the desk. You could go ahead and get another number and a phone. You can figure out what features we need."

"Consider it done; and I'll call you when I have dinner set up. Love you!"

"Love you too; I'll hear from you soon."

**Later that afternoon **



Britt called and dinner was set for 7:30 since Gina and Kate had to lock up the store at 6:00 and then get home and get ready. I didn't bother saying anything about not having to get all dressed up or anything, because it would have fallen on deaf ears. These girls were going to do what they wanted, and to be honest, I wouldn't mind seeing them all dolled up again.

I got home and the studio about 4 o'clock. Now that I had a real business going, I thought I should start calling it the office or the studio and I just happen to live there. Anyway, I rolled in and there was Britt's SUV. I could see the top of her head behind the monitor upstairs and thought it was a little odd that she didn't stand up and wave or something. Anyway, I parked next to her and made my way upstairs. It was no wonder she hadn't heard me come in because she had her iPod on and she was typing away while the rest of her body was moving with the music. I abstained from sneaking up on her and made enough of a racket that she finally noticed me.

"Oh, hi baby, "she said as she pulled out her ear buds and jumped up to give me a kiss.

"Hi to you too, "I answered as I pulled her tight and squeezed my favorite butt cheeks.

"Mmmm..."she moaned into our kiss as she ground her pussy against my stiffening cock.

Breaking the kiss, she said, brushing the hair out of her eyes, "Whew, okay, umm, here, let me show you what I have on the website so far."

I thought it was cute that she got all flustered and that she was trying to stick to business. The more I thought about it as she showed me her progress, the more I admired that she was really serious about separating work and play.

"This is pretty impressive, "I told her as I massaged her shoulders, standing behind her and looking at the monitor. "I'll go through my files and pull up some shots for you to begin building some galleries."

Britt moaned and tilted her head back to look up at me, "Thanks, I'm glad you like it."

"I love it, "I said as I kissed her forehead and looked down at the valley below. Britt gave me an upside-down smile and then leaned back more for an awkward inverted kiss.

We laughed as I stood up and spun her chair and pulled her to her feet. "I think that's enough work for one day. How about a beer before I get ready for dinner."

It was then that I really looked at what she was wearing, cut-offs and a t-shirt. "Are you going to go home and change?" I asked.

Britt gave me a half-pissed off, annoyed look and then laughed. "Don't worry silly, I won't embarrass you by wearing this to a swanky steakhouse."

Back pedaling, I stuttered, "No, I mean you'd never, I mean, I just thought, you know, well ......fuck it!"

Britt laughed out loud now and hugged me tight; "You're so cute. No, I stopped by the house and picked up a dress and some shoes and then came here to work. I figured I could change here and ride with you." She paused and batted her eyes comically, "If that's okay?"

I pulled her to me and kissed her hard, our tongues dancing and our hands grabbing. We made out as I sat her on the desk and she wrapped her legs around me.

We finally came up for air and I asked, "Are you ready for that beer now?"

"Fuck the beer, "She moaned as she grabbed my crotch. "I've got a better idea. C'mon, we need to get cleaned up for dinner."

Britt hopped off the desk and pulled me down the stairs. She was shedding what little she wore as soon as we hit the bedroom, and I was close behind. I followed her into the shower where she turned on the waterfall. She stepped under the falls and tuned to face me and said, "I've always wanted to make love under a waterfall." I joined her under the cascading waters where we kissed and groped each other. Her hand held me tightly, running up and down my length while I stroked her smooth pussy, my fingers slipping between the folds. The re-circulating forces of the falls pummeled our upper bodies as our hands vigorously explored the lower regions. Two fingers had found their way into her hot, slippery canal while both her hands worked over my cock and balls.

Britt's dark eyes flamed with determination. I had other ideas however and quickly spun her around, facing the wall. I leaned her forward, bending her slightly at the waist and placed her hands on the walls. With the water coursing down her curved back, I dropped to my knees behind her and spread her legs wide. Britt glanced over her shoulder only to see me bury my face between her cheeks, lapping at her sex as the bridge of my nose poked at her little pink star. The falling water drowned out the groans of her pleasure but couldn't disguise the undulations of her cunt as my tongue probed deep within. Holding her hips, I pulled her tight and worked my tongue inside her as my chin rubbed against her clit.

My appetite now sated, it was time for the main course. Standing up, I moved behind her and ran the tip of my stiffened member up and down, gathering her juices, generously spreading them about. Britt stared back at me with eyes as dark as the depths and bit her lower lip. I watched her carefully as I slowly slid into her narrow channel, feeling the welcoming hug. The water continued to massage us as I developed a rhythm, slow and long. I could feel her pussy walls rolling like the tide, grasping at my cock. We rocked our hips, making sure that every bit of her slick snatch had been explored.

Feeling the end coming soon, I re-established my hold on her hips and pushed deep, my balls teasing her clit. A tremor began deep within her and I could feel the vibrations all the way to my spine. Above the splashing sounds of the water, I heard her guttural "OH FUUUUCCKKK......" as her own fountain erupted. I could feel the warmth as the tip of my cock touched down on her cervix and I let loose a load that made my toes hurt. Britt screamed out as she felt my deposit fill her and she shook in orgasm again as I hung on to keep us both upright.

Her pussy continued to spasm occasionally as she came down from multiple orgasms and I was content to just stay put. When she finally released me from her velvety grip, I slowly made my way out and then helped her stand upright again, turning her to face me. Britt leaned into me with her face against my chest. I held her tight and ran my fingers through her hair, working out the tangles.

"Every time, "I heard her softly say; "Every time."

"Every time what, babe?"

"It just gets better every time we make love."

I hugged her tighter and kissed the top of her head. "I think it's time to get dried off and your hair dry, "I said, leading us out of the shower.

'

**Later that evening**

Britt was still glowing when we met Gina and Kate at Red's and they both gave her knowing looks and then the whispering and giggling ensued. Approving glances thrown my way helped bolster my ego. We were shown to our table and I know I was the envy of every male in the place. Wrapped up by three gorgeous women in short dresses and heels, we sequestered ourselves in our high-back, red leather banquette. Britt snuggled up tight to my left with Kate to her left and the statuesque Gina to my right. There was enough cleavage on display that the waiter didn't have a chance to think about carding 'my' girls. We were soon sipping on a nice Merlot as we scanned the menu and made small talk. The girls all opted for something from the sea, while mine had been grass-fed. Ordering out of the way, we snuggled up even closer so that we could hear one another. It's not like the place was especially noisy, but I found that we all chose to speak just above a whisper, so closeness was required......and desired.

Work schedules were discussed and I was bombarded with questions on what color and type of bathing suits would be worn, etc, etc. My answers were all kind of non-answers because I didn't even know what cars were coming, much less what bathing suit best suited that car. I said I would see if I could work a deal and get John some credit on the calendar if he donated some swimwear. If not, then we would just roll those costs into the shoot. I wasn't really sure what would make the most sense to John. The more I thought about it, the more I figured that his selling 15 or 20 suits made more sense than his name in tiny letters on the back of a calendar. Kate said she would talk to 'Johnny' and see what he thought.

"Johnny? "I asked.

Kate turned two shades of red as Gina explained, "Our innocent little miss here loves to tease John and although he tries to make you believe otherwise, I think he enjoys it. He even seems to have a bit more spring in his step lately."

Kate said nothing in her own defense and tried to change the subject. Luckily for her, dinner was served and she received a pardon, although only temporary.



The food was fantastic and the girls, as with all aspects of their lives it seems, shared their meals with each other. There was an aerobatic show of forks and spoons played out before me as they leaned back and forth to each other with samples from their plates. Gina was nearly in my lap as she leaned over me and Britt to feed a piece of swordfish to Kate. I leaned back out of the way and looked down to see her large breasts just clear my twice-baked potato. Gina turned to me and we were eye to eye, well I was eye to cleavage briefly. I caught a quick wink as she sat back up, now even closer, thigh to thigh.

Dinner complete and coffee and desert on the way, the girls picked back up on the conversation where we left off before dinner. Kate quickly defended her renaming of her boss.

"Johnny, err, John and I just get along really well. Not that he and Gina don't get along, but I'm really comfortable with him, almost like he is family or something. I can't really explain it, but he is just a really nice guy."

Gina decided to chime in. "Kate has the hots for him, "she teased. "I think he could be her sugar daddy."

I leaned out to look at Kate around Britt and she was blushing and squirming a bit in her seat. I leaned back, curious about the lack of response from the fiery little one, when I noticed that Britt's left hand was under the table, her arm moving ever so slightly. I glanced at Britt only to get a little smile and a wink. I knew when to move on and turned to ask Gina a question when I felt her left hand trailing up my right thigh......then the desert arrived.

We had all chosen the same desert, a little Crème Brule, so the aerial antics were sidelined. After finishing desert, we sat and talked more about the upcoming shoot. The girls talked excitedly about posing with the classic cars and what they would wear. Gina and Kate described the different swimsuits that were in their store, while I just leaned back and enjoyed their enthusiasm.

Soon, I felt Gina's hand return to my thigh and she caressed as she carried on her conversation. I think I jumped a little when Britt's hand slid up on my left thigh. I glanced at her briefly but she never looked at me, just kept yapping and giggling with her girls.

Meanwhile, both hands move closer and closer to my now awakened member. My mind raced as I tried to visually keep my composure. What would they do if their hands found each other? Would a thumb wrestling match break out in my lap? Was my little buddy in danger of being caught in the middle of a slap fight?

My worries were soon deemed unwarranted as I felt Britt's hand slide across my crotch, aiming at intercepting her opponent, now lurking quite close to my wary member. I felt Britt take Gina's hand and draw them both back to my center. All three continued to chat, as the two began running their hands along my length, their hands working in chorus. I simply closed my eyes and enjoyed the attention. They both ran their fingers to and fro, tracing an outline on my slacks. Gina, I think it was Gina, toyed with the tip through multiple layers of fabric when I felt Britt searching for the little pull tab at the top of the zipper. My eyes widened and I glanced at her only to catch another quick wink. Powerless to do much and thankful that Red opted for the big table cloths; I put my arms behind the two assailants, atop the banquette and slouched a bit, giving them better access.

The conversation continued without my participation; I was somewhat distracted, as they managed to get my zipper open and with seemingly choreographed teamwork, they managed to fish my stiff cock out into the open. With eyes closed and lips sealed tight, I marveled at the sensations of a phantom hand job. From the table top up, no one would ever guess the feelings that these two were sending through my body. I was somewhere else, my mind drifting. At one point I could barely hear Britt tell our waiter that we had everything we needed and that he could bring us the check. Thinking back, he must have thought I was some kind of fool, to be able to take a nap while surrounded by all this femininity.

Absentmindedly, as I was told later, I started playing with Kate's long hair and the back of her neck. It was then that she realized what the other two were up to and took my hand at her shoulder and caressed my fingers, digit to digit stimulation.

After the check was delivered, the girls figured it was time for me to do the same. One high and one low, they started a vigorous combination of stroking, squeezing and caressing. Someone's thumb rolled over the tip, coaxing me to completion. Everyone at the table sensed that the time had come. Kate squeezed my hand tighter as Britt and Gina worked their magic. I came with a barely audible 'Umph' and for the second time within a few hours, I was drained of my seed, this time by my blonde lover and her two dark-haired accomplices.

Two hands stroked me dry and then tenderly tucked me back in and zipped me back up. I opened my eyes for the first time during this entire episode to watch Gina, Britt and Kate each take a little lick off of a dinner napkin; feigning the wiping of their lips. Somehow, Gina had captured my load in her napkin and the girls then shared the spoils. I could only shake my head in amazement and throw down my credit card.

We left Red's with the three girls arm in arm and me bringing up the rear and thoroughly enjoying the view. Out in the parking lot, the girls had a little private confab.

"I think I'll just go on home with the girls tonight if that's okay with you," Britt said.

I pulled her tight and kissed her, "You don't have to ask, and you know that; anyway, after tonight and this afternoon, I don't know that I'm much good to anybody, "I smiled.

"Oh, I don't know. You still have that marvelous tongue and those magic fingers. But Gina and I kind of feel like Kate got left out on the fun tonight so we're going to take her home and fuck her brains out," she laughed.

Britt gave me another kiss and headed toward the girls. I turned to unlock the car, when someone tapped on my shoulder. I turned to find myself nose to nose with Gina once more. I saw Britt give me a little wave as Gina smiled and said, "Thanks for dinner; I hope you had a good time. I know I did," followed by a steamy kiss. She gave me one more peck on the lips and a wink and turned, only to be replaced by Kate. I bent to give her a kiss only to have her wrap her arms around my neck and hoist herself up off the ground. I turned to wedge her between me and the car. Now face to face, she whispered, "It's my turn next time," and gave me a kiss that had me stirring below once again.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 08



I kissed her again this time, my hands firmly gripping her tight little butt. Turning to set her down, I whispered, "I'm looking forward to it," and glance downward. Kate dropped her head and then giggled when she saw the effect of her kiss. She turned and skipped back to the car as Britt and Gina blew me kisses across the lot.

**The next morning**

I woke up alone and horny, all by my lonesome. 'You are one spoiled S.O.B.' I told myself as I headed to the bathroom. I'd dreamed last night of an orgy of Roman proportions. The only male, surrounded by dozens of wanton and willing women, all of whom bore striking resemblances to my favorite trio. I fondled and I fucked in this fantasy until I woke up in an actual sweat and out of breath. I considered whacking off a quick one when I looked at the clock and realized I had a crew that would be banging on my door in about ten minutes. They were coming over to get started on my backdrop in the warehouse. I took a quick leak, threw on some clothes and headed for the door.

The material rolled in right after the guys did and I quickly laid out what I wanted and went back into the house to get ready to hit the road. About the time I hit the front door, Gina at the wheel of her little rice-burner barreled through the warehouse door and came to a screeching halt next to Britt's car; the one that spent the night here.

Cat calls and wolf whistles erupted as the blonde and brunette, both dressed in shorts and little shirts, stepped out of the car and headed my way. I gave a sharp look in the guy's direction, and they comically whistled and chattered and went back to work as though nothing had happened.

Oblivious to the attention they drew, Britt and Gina stepped up and each gave me a blistering kiss. "I forgot that I had left my car here, "Britt said, "So Gina was kind enough to give me a lift before she headed to the gym."

"A blonde moment, huh? "I inquired.

I was just quick enough to miss the half-hearted roundhouse that came my way. Gina laughed at her roommate and after a couple goodbye kisses, she hopped in her little car and peeled out onto the street.

"So what's on the agenda today, "I asked.

"I figured I'd work on the website some more and anything else you need me to do. Oh, and I can go pick up the company phone this morning. Do you want me to bring it to you?"

"If you don't mind, why don't you hang onto it? Hopefully Mike at Design Graphics will be calling and we'll start working on car deliveries and scheduling. It sounds like they will pay to have the cars transported here and then picked up when we're done with them. I don't think any of them are some guy's everyday ride, so time is not a big issue.

"Well that's good, "she answered, "Because between Gina and Kate's and your schedules, I think we are looking at nights and weekends. I of course, being the dedicated employee that I am, am available at all hours."

With that, Britt turned and headed up the stairs and I noticed that the work area became suddenly quiet as all eyes followed her bouncing ass cheeks as she made her way to the top. Turning to look out over the space, the guys quickly went back to work. I immediately grabbed my cell and ordered a portable toilet to be delivered for the guys. I didn't want them in the house and I certainly didn't need them upstairs; this thing would never get done.

Finally ready to get to my real job, I ran up the stairs to check with Britt and get one more kiss and a squeeze, which only got us more whistling and jeering. Then I went back down, checked with the guys and then headed to my first stop of the day.

**Later that morning**



It was about mid-morning when a number I didn't recognize came up. "This is George, "I answered.

A sweet voice came back, "This is the offices of Red Brick Photography........giggle, giggle."

"Hey babe, I take it this is the new cell phone number?"

"Yep, I think we're legit now. Phone, license, e-mail, fax; Just need to finish this website and we'll be good to go, "Britt gushed.

"What we really need is to get this calendar shoot underway. I'll give Mike a call and give him your name and the new number and you two can work out the logistics of the car deliveries. I told him we could take all the cars at once, but I would really rather stretch it out a bit. Ya know I just had another thought; see if his customer has pictures of the cars so that we'll know what to expect. He must know what cars are going to be used; you don't want all red cars or something like that; anyway, the more info the better."

"Sounds like a plan boss, "she tittered, "I'm on my way back to the studio and I should be there the rest of the day."

"All right; I may swing by around noon to see how the guys are doing. Do you want me to grab us some lunch?"

"That'd be great. The handful of grapes I grabbed as Gina drug me out the door has worn off."

"You know, "I replied, "We do have a full kitchen downstairs. There must be something in there you can eat."

"I know; I just got busy and sort of forgot about it. My tummy didn't start grumbling till I was at the phone store."

"Okay then, I'll see you around noon. I don't know what lunch will be, so I guess you'll just have to be surprised."

"Whatever you get will be fine, but no onions, unless of course you don't want a kiss for desert."

"Guaranteed, no onions! "I laughed.

**Around Noon**

The guys had the walls up and braced, ready to drywall after lunch. They were sitting on their tailgates solving the world's problems. Everything was going smoothly and they figured they'd have the bulk of the rock on the wall by the end of the day. Another couple days to tape and coat and a day to paint, and we'd be ready to rock and roll. I thanked them for their hard work and went in search of my girl.

I found her in the kitchen, getting ready for whatever feast I had brought.

"Hey Babe, lunch is served, "as I pulled a roasted chicken and a couple salads out of the bag.

"Looks good, "she answered with a kiss and a hug. "What do you want to drink? "She asked.

"There should be some iced tea in there, next to water; thanks babe."

So we sat down to eat and I brought up the extracurricular activities that occurred at dinner last night. "So, what was that all about last night," I asked.

"What's the matter, didn't you like it?" she teased, taking a bite of her salad.

"Oh no, last night pretty well ranks as the best dinner out ever. I guess I'm just still a little unsure of where I stand with the girls." I stumbled a little and then continued, "I mean, you are the one I love, and I'm not about to risk what we have, but when the girls are around, I guess I don't really know where I stand, or what my role is, if I have a role. Did any of that make sense to you?"

Britt set down her fork and turned to me, a tear running down her cheeks. I quickly stood up and took her into my arms. She sniffled and wiped her tears on my shoulder, hugging me tight.

"I'm the luckiest girl in the world, "she said as another tear found its way down her cheek. "I have two great friends who love me and watch out for me and we would all do anything for each other. And then I find you. This is so clichéd; even movies aren't this corny, but I think I have found my best friend, my best lover, my soul mate; whatever that is."

Britt sniffled a little and continued, "I'm so sorry if you're worried about anything and I guess I should have put more thought into it. I know that you like things black and white, everything in its place, and I like that too, I guess. At the same time, I want to experience life, but I won't do it in a reckless manner. I would never do anything that would jeopardize what we have or what the girls and I share with each other."

"I'm glad to hear that, "I replied, "and I've never had any real fears or doubts about our relationship, but as we get further into it, and we now have this business component in the mix, I guess I would just feel better if there were some defined boundaries or expectations." Pausing; "God, am I over-thinking this?"

"Not at all, "Britt smiled, "maybe we need to break it into two areas. The least complicated is the business. It is just that, and I think since we're just starting, we can mold it however we want. It's your dream and you should dictate how it goes. I'm just happy to be able to help and spend just that much more time with you."

Taking a sip of her tea, she continued, "Our relationship I suppose is a little more complicated and I take complete responsibility for that. I have two girl friends that I love and have a great relationship with and I think we all have a good understanding of each other. For the past year, we have been exclusive to one another, and it has been great, even a blessing I think, because it has sort of set the tone that will get us through college. None of us see ourselves as lifelong partners or anything like that, but we know we will be lifelong friends and whatever happens later on, we will be there for each other."

Taking a deep breath, "Then there's you. I've had two other boyfriends, only one of which you could call serious. Like I told you when we first met, when I first saw you, I didn't even talk to you; but when I saw you, somehow I knew that you were something special; something special to me. I don't know how, and I'm certainly not going to question it, because I couldn't be happier than I am today. I know that we haven't really known each other that long, but as of now, I'd be happy if I never met another guy."

Britt looked up at me, awaiting a response. I stalled a little, taking another bite of chicken and a drink. As I started to say something, and I'm still not sure what that would have been, she said, "Okay, here are the rules. Number one – I am your girl and I will not fool around with another guy, period. Number two – You are my guy and you will not fool around with another girl....unless I'm there and get to fool around with her too."

I sat there with a stupid look on my face, still not knowing how to respond. "Look, "she said, "we both know I love sex; with you and with Gina and Kate. I don't think you are jealous of the girls as long as you know that I love you, and I'm not jealous of them being with you either, because I know you love me. They know what you and I have and they wouldn't get in the middle of that, but right now, I think you would be real good for both of them, so as far as I'm concerned, we all benefit."

Britt stared at me, waiting for some words of wisdom, but the best I could come up with was, "Well, I guess I am one lucky fucker."

Ice tea spewed from her nose, as she choked and laughed at the same time. "Shit, "she said, as she grabbed a napkin. "That was profound. I think we should have that engraved on a plaque and hang it over the front door."

I smiled as I helped wipe her face of the tears and tea. "Yeah, "I said in a braggers' manner, "I'm a pretty philosophical guy."

"Yeah you are, "she said, mockingly. "Just one more thing I love about you."

**Late Afternoon**

I really didn't want to leave the house, but work called, so I answered. Time passed quickly, and before I knew it, it was nearly 5 p.m., well past my usual quitting time. On a lark, I called the new cell number.

"Good afternoon, Red Brick Photography, Brittany speaking, may I help you?"

It sounded so good, I forgot to respond.

"Hello?" she repeated.

"Oh hi babe, I was sort of lost there for a minute. So where are you?"

"I'm still at the studio, just finishing up. The guys left a couple hours ago and the backdrop looks fantastic, in fact, it's huge."

"Yeah, it should work well for the calendar shoot and really didn't take up much of the warehouse at all."

"Oh, speaking of the calendar, "She said, "Mike called and said that the first car will be a 1959 Chevy El Camino. It looks really cool; he emailed a picture of it."

"Sounds nice; what color is it?"

"It's black with chrome trim and what looks like a white stripe down the side. It has kinda like fins, but they run sideways, you know, on the back end."

"I think I know what you mean. Well good; now we can figure out the background and swimsuit colors. Did Mike say when we would expect the car?"

"Yeah, he said he'll have the flatbed drop it off here Friday afternoon. I have it on the calendar so that one of us will be here."

"Great, then that means we can shoot on Saturday. Refresh my memory, but who besides your lovely self is available on Saturday."

Britt giggled, "Kate has to work at the store on Saturday, but Gina has the day off, so it looks like you will just have to make do with us."

"I think I can make that work. So, are you going home or will you be there for a bit?"

"Well if it's okay, "she purred, "I figured on staying the night. As much fun as we girls had last night, I really missed waking up in your arms."

"I can't think of anything better. I really hated waking up alone this morning, "I replied.

"Poor baby, "Britt cooed. "I woke up this morning with Kate fingering my pussy while she sucked on my titties."

"Fuck Britt, you need to quit talking like that while I'm driving, "I exclaimed.

"Well hurry home stud, I've been going over photos for the website and I found a file that has all these pictures of Gina, Kate and I fucking each other. I added the photos we took of you fucking my ass. I don't think we can use any of these on the website, but they sure are making me horny."

"Ah fuck, "I said as my cock tried to bust out of my jeans. "I'll be there in about 15 minutes if I don't get a ticket."

Britt laughed, "Bye lover, I'll be waiting."

**Ten Minutes Later**

"Damn it, "I said as I saw that the big rolling door to the warehouse was closed. I screeched to a halt in front of the door, jumped out and threw it open. Back in the truck, I pulled in, half sitting in the cab, and then stopped again to close the door. One day, I told myself, I have to get an opener for that thing. Back in the truck, I took a little detour to see how the walls were looking and then pulled in front of the 'house' and parked next to Britt.

I found her in the kitchen scrounging around for something for dinner. "Hey babe, I'm sorry; I didn't even think about stopping and picking something up."

"That's okay baby, there's plenty of food here, you just have to figure out what to do with it," smiling as she ran her hand up and down the cucumber in her hand. Laughing at her own joke, she bent down to get the rest of the makings for a salad from the vegetable bin.

"You tease, "I said as I stepped behind her and ran my hand over her thighs and butt cheeks that had snuck out of her cut-offs.

I helped her get the rest of the ingredients from the fridge and set to work cutting everything up. Britt snuggled up behind me, her hands around me and hugging me tight. "So how was the rest of your afternoon?"

"It was work, "I replied, trying not to cut off a finger as her hands wandered south.

Britt continued to tease me through the denim, "I did find some photos that I think we can use on the website. You really are a pretty good photographer, you know."

I could only nod as I concentrated on my knife skills and she continued, "But those other photos we were talking about, you know the ones I mean? "As she squeezed my cock, "well those are better than any porn I've seen on the internet. Maybe we should think about a side business."

"So you look at a lot of porn, huh?" I asked, trying to distract her.

"Well yeah; sometimes we'll sit at the desk and diddle ourselves while we look at pictures or videos on the computer."

My vivid imagination conjured up a room lit only by a computer monitor with three beautiful young women, naked and sitting side by side on office chairs, legs up on the desk and spread wide. Their hands are a blur as they race each other to climax to the erotic images on the screen, their groans of release filling the air, along with their heavenly aroma.

Pleased that she had stunned me to silence, she continued, "So you think only guys like looking at porn?"

"Well, I guess I always thought that men were more visually oriented while women are more cerebral. You know, men like Playboy and women like romance novels."

"Well, I think since the internet came along, more women are looking at porn because it's easy to access, "she answered. "We don't have a stash of magazines under our mattress or a box of DVD's hidden in the closet or anything like that. Hey," she lit up, "I bet you have a box of porn hidden in a closet somewhere, don't you?"

"Well, "I said, acting nonchalant as I started to assemble the salads, "I might have a video or two somewhere."

Britt released her hold and went after some utensils and some salad dressing; "So do you suppose we can watch some tonight? I've always had a fantasy about watching porn and imitating what they do on the screen."

"Damn girl, "I laughed, "You are something else."

"Well, "she said as she got out a couple glasses, "I think you should try everything once, or else you'll just never know, will you?"

"I don't know about that. There are some things that I'm just not interested in trying." And I knew I would regret saying it the minute it came out of my mouth.

"Oh really, "she replied. "And what would that be?"

Eager to change the subject, I sat down and started eating. Britt gave me a suspicious/questioning look and then thankfully let it pass. I knew however that I had not heard the end of it.

"So, a black El Camino huh?"

"Yeah," she snickered at my change of subject. "I have a picture of it in an email."

"Well, my first thought was to have you in a black bikini, with your blonde hair and Gina in a white bikini, what with her dark hair. I think the contrasts might work nicely."

"That sounds good, "she agreed. "I'll see if we can get a couple different styles of swim suits. It would be neat if we could get some retro look, considering the age of the car. I'll check with John. That is who you want to work with, isn't it?"

"I haven't talked to him yet about it, but I'd like to start that way. Can you see in the picture what color the upholstery is?"

"I don't know, "she said as she speared a tomato." I didn't look at it that close."

"We'll take a look later. If the interior is real showy, we might take a shot with the door open and one of you girls inside at the wheel. Something other than black or white might look nice."

Finishing up our meal, I asked, "Do you want to show me how you're doing on the website?"

"Actually, I'm going a little cross-eyed looking at that monitor for so long. There isn't anything that can't wait until tomorrow. Besides, didn't you promise me that we could watch a 'movie' after dinner? "She said, throwing little air-quotes out there.

"Yeah, I guess so, but I have a pretty limited selection, "I warned.

"Oh, this should be very telling. Let me guess; you have girl on girl movies, anal virgin movies, uh, oh, and boy-girl-girl movies. Oh yeah, and I bet you have some MILF movies too. For some reason, I think you might like to take on a real hot older woman." Britt smiled as she glanced down and saw the outline in my jeans.

"Okay, if I did, and I'm not saying I do have any of those types of movies, which would you want to watch tonight?"

"Let me think, "She said as she ran her fingers around her hardening nipples, biting her lower lip. "Well, I've done the girl-girl thing and a little of the anal thing, "winking and pulling on her nipples. "The boy-girl-girl thing sorta already happened; so do you have any Boy-girl-MILF flicks. You know... where a guy and his girl take a really hot MILF home and they fuck each other till there's just cum and pussy juice everywhere?"

"Fuck, I hope so, "I said as I scooped her off the stool and carried her into the bedroom, nipping at her titties through her shirt. I dropped her on the bed and started shedding my clothes, "I need to take a quick shower."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 08



Britt sat up on the bed and pulled her shirt over her head, her 34C's proudly on display, "I'll go make popcorn."

I turned to face her with my cock at full mast, pointing at her, "You don't eat popcorn while you watch porn!"I stated like it was some kind of universal law.

"Okay, "She pouted as she dropped her shorts and panties, "I guess I could use a quick shower too, "skipping toward the bathroom.

I was in close pursuit as she opened the shower door, "How about some Milk Duds; got any Milk Duds," she giggled as she stopped in front of me.

I grabbed her by both butt cheeks and half-carried her into the shower, "Get in there, I've got your Milk Duds for ya."

**After the shower**

For the first time, I think, we shared a shower without so much as a single orgasm. Not that it wasn't touch and go; with the emphasis on touch; but somehow we made it out un-fulfilled and hornier than a couple two-peckered billy goats. 

Dried, naked and back in the bedroom, Britt asked, "So, can I pick out the video?"

"You do realize that I am breaking the Man-Code by letting you know where I keep my porn? "I asked.

Britt stepped up next to me and fondled my hard-on, "Baby, it just shows me how much of a man you really are and anyway, I'd just snoop around until I found it, "she answered with a squeeze.

I reached over and down and found her pussy sopping wet. I tickled her clit and then led the way to my stash. Poorly hidden in my bottom dresser drawer was my limited collection of erotic cinematic tomes. Britt yipped with delight when she saw the selection. I stepped to the side to let her make her choice.

Bent at the waist, she perused the titles, making jokes as she read some of them out loud. I laughed along with her, but I was really sort of embarrassed too. So to distract myself and her, I ran my hand over her ass, my fingers slipping into the fold. Undeterred, my little blonde sex-fiend ooh'd and ah'd the library while moving her feet further apart. My fingers slid along her wet outer lips, poking and probing. Even a small detour to her puckered pink treasure didn't deter her.

Finally, just as I was ready to step up behind her and bury my cock in her sweet snatch she proclaimed, "Here we go, 'Fuck My Mom and Me'; this one looks good," she moaned, riding my fingers.

Begrudgingly, I let her straighten up and she handed me her selection. "Here, "I said, "I'll need two hands and this one got a little sticky." Holding it up to her, she held my wrist and sampled her juices, like a little girl licking an ice cream cone. Her eyes were locked on mine as she gave each digit a final rinsing slurp.

I gave her a little wet slap in her firm cheeks as she bounded for the bed and I loaded the DVD. I crawled into bed beside her and started the show. Like 99% of most adult videos, the goal was to bring a fantasy to the screen and make the viewer believe that this indeed could happen to them too. Yeah right, what it really is about is getting your dick hard, or your pussy wet and getting yourself off in the privacy of your own home.

Regardless, Britt was all eyes and fingers as the show got underway. The first scene involved a 'Mom' who was going to make sure that her 'Daughter' had a proper first sexual encounter. Mom was going to bring her own boyfriend over and surprise both him and her daughter with a little adult fun. There's your plot.

It didn't take long for Mom to have all of them naked on the couch in the living room. "Look at Mom's tits, "Britt exclaimed. "They're bigger than mine and she's got to be twenty years older, but they don't sag at all. Those can't be real! "As she thrust out her own to give me a visual comparison. I leaned over and took a nipple between my lips and gave a little tug.

"I don't know if I like someone that tanned, "she continued. "She looks kind of leathery, but her pussy looks nice. Look how her lips hang down there. It'd be fun to play with her lips, sucking them into your mouth; ewww... I wonder if they are all tough and leathery from all the sun bathing." Britt's fingers were plying her own lips, as though imagining the difference.

Britt glanced over and caught me absentmindedly stroking my cock. "Would you fuck her, "She asked?

"I think I would rather fuck you while you ate her out, "I said, nodding toward the big screen. In a flash, the scene had shifted to Mom's boyfriend banging away at the virgin as 'Baby Girl' feasted on Mom's leathery cooch.

"Fuck, that's hot, "Britt moaned as her fingers danced between her legs. "I'll bet Mom can eat pussy. You could fuck her while she ate me out."



"I could do that, "I agreed as I stroked myself slowly and watched Britt's eyes darken with passion. Soon, Mom's boyfriend had both women on their knees and he was blowing an enormous load all over their heavily made-up faces.

"What a waste, "she said; her own playing slowing. She looked down in my lap and dropped her head down and sucked me deep a couple times.

Distracted by the beginning of the next scene, Britt sat up in my lap as I leaned against the head board. My cock was surrounded by two thighs and a very wet cunt. Britt reached down and fingered the little hole in my tip, playing.

The next equally believable scene took place out by the family pool where Mother and Daughter sunbathed in micro bikinis. "Nice suits," I noted, reaching around and playing with my favorite breasts. Britt squirmed in my lap as, son of a gun, the pool guy shows up to clean the pool. Hmm, I wonder what will happen next.

Britt is running her fingers up and down the bottom of my cock, pressing it against her sex as Mom and Daughter conspire to seduce the pool boy. Within seconds, Mom and Sissy, yeah, that's her name, have removed each other's marginal coverings in the guise of spraying cocoa butter on one another without soiling their bikinis. "Oh Mom's got a rockin' body, "Britt proclaimed as she inched herself down enough to get constant cock contact on her hungry lips.

Naturally, between the two of them, neither woman could figure out how to apply the oil to one another's backsides, so I guess we'll just have to have the conveniently well-hung pool boy do it. Britt slid further down on my lap until my cock laid flat, the tip spreading her inner lips. She scooted minutely, bumping her clit into the tip of my frustrated boner. She watched intently as pool boy sprayed the coca concoction on the alabaster skin of red-headed Sissy. He work the oil into her ass, both hands spreading her cheeks as he slid two long fingers into her 'virgin' snatch. Sissy moaned, as did Britt when my clever cock found its way through the velvety lips.

I slouched down a bit and grabbed my little girl by the hips, trying to facilitate my entry. Meanwhile, pool boy had moved over to Mom and had decided that his cock was a better applicator of sun screen than his hands and was enthusiastically applying it to the inside of Mom's asshole while Sissy had somehow coaxed Mom into licking her freckled puss to orgasm. "Fuck me, "Britt shivered as she ground her crotch into mine, my cock firmly ensconced inside. "Fuck, that's hot. I'd let you fuck my ass while I ate Kate. Oh Fuck." Yeah, oh fuck, my cock lurched at just the thought.

Once again, a complete waste of perfectly good spunk as pool boy douses mother and daughter, ruining two recently quaffed hairdos. Britt, slowly dismounted as the next scene was set. Turning, we took each other in our arms and kissed; lips and tongues working in unison. By the time we had turned back to the screen, we had missed the all important setup, but between the two of us we quickly figured it out.

"I think, "I said as I nuzzled a nipple, "there has been a shipwreck and the only survivors are a smokin' hot mother and her equally gorgeous, yet virginal daughter and a lowly cabin boy."

"Yes, and oddly enough," Britt picked up on the plot, "the only clothes they have are the lace bra and panties that the stacked mother has on and the daughter's only clothes are the tennis dress, without the panties and a tube top."

Britt laid down in front of me, face down, facing the TV. Like a little kid on the floor watching Saturday morning cartoons, she was engrossed in the building plot. The well endowed mother had assumed her role as the leader of the group of survivors and was barking orders at the young, but obviously well-built cabin boy. Having gathered all the flotsam on the beach that when stacked under the coconut palms resembled a one bedroom apartment, it was time for the cabin boy and the virginal young princess to locate the spring which everyone knows exists on any desert island. The young girl flirted unceasingly with the seemingly oblivious young man.

The story line progressed in a none-too-surprising fashion. The cabin boy was about to be promoted to sex slave. Britt's hand slipped beneath her and resumed playing with her pussy. My view of the goings-on were much better than anything on screen, so I hunkered down between her legs for a closer look. Meanwhile, Mom had taken her unwilling boy-toy into the jungle and soon had him naked with his monster cock waving in the tropical breezes.

Britt's digital manipulations continued as Mom soon had the young lad on his back, smothering him with her middle-aged cunt while she gobbled up his young, virile cock. Loosely following the plot, I took the prone position between my lovely's legs and feasted on her succulent snatch. "Eat me, "Britt commanded, mimicking the leading lady.

Meanwhile, unseen by Mom or her reluctant lover, the daughter, now oddly enough naked, hid in the bushes, furiously fingering herself as she watched her mother accost the young man that she had previously decided would take her virginity. I meanwhile feasted on my lover's sweet sex and probed at her winking pucker with my thumb. Britt groaned and rocked in approval.

Back to the action, the young virgin had seen enough and with a fury, burst from the underbrush and tackled her mother, saving the young man from asphyxiation. A wrestling match ensued as the buxom women rolled around on the lush undergrowth until the victorious young lady soon found herself perched atop her mother's face. Unable to cry 'Uncle' in defeat, Mom launched an oral attack on her baby girl's smooth snatch and her daughter was soon writhing in her first orgasm. This coincided with Britt's first orgasm as I probed her pussy walls with my tongue and forced my thumb into her tight ass. "Oh, fuck yes baby, fuck my ass baby, "She cried.

Meanwhile, a now grateful daughter returned the favor to her mother by expertly probing and licking at her mother's seemingly ageless cunt, both now happily pleasing the other. Seemingly forgotten, the young cabin boy had seen enough and decided that it was time to become the man of the island. Knee walking over to the ass end of the younger woman, much to the surprise of both women, the self-proclaimed king of the island claimed this land by driving his staff to the hilt into her unsullied pussy.

It seemed like a good idea to me too, so I sat upright and grabbed my young paramour's hips and brought her to her knees. Britt pulled her attention away from the drama long enough to glare at me over her shoulder. With dark eyes she growled, "Take me; make me your whore!"

Obligingly, I too ploughed my way into her tight, wet furrow. "Fuck me hard, "She bellowed as the young sailor on the screen enjoyed his plunder as his young concubine's mother sucked on his dangling balls. The young girl screamed in seemingly impossible ecstasy as the young conqueror unleashed his seed in the mouth of the dethroned queen.

I too was ready to bring the story to an end as well as Britt froze, rigid, and then began to quake. "OH FUCK ME!" she groaned loudly as her orgasm overtook her. Unlike our young hero, I opted to stay the course and pounded and pounded my lover's undulating cunt until, "Oh Fuck Baby, Here It Comes!"

I came so hard and so long, Britt looked back at me with concern and lust as my entire body shook and I became light headed. I must have passed out momentarily as I found myself flat on Britt's back, herself flat on the mattress, my half-stiff cock still pulsing involuntarily with the cadence of my rapidly beating heart. I glanced up briefly, only to see the credits rolling by as I reluctantly rolled onto my back and closed my eyes.

I awoke a bit later with my lover and partner nestled up close, her leg draped over mine, purring softly. I kissed her forehead lightly and as she opened her sleepy eyes, she whispered, "From now on, we have a movie night once a week."



Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 09



**The Next Morning – Wednesday**

It's a good thing that I set my alarm clock, or my crew would have sat around outside my warehouse/studio/home drinking coffee and shooting the shit on my time. I had to get up and open the big warehouse door to let them in to continue working on the big background wall I was having built for my photo work. 

What started as a hobby and a dream looked like it may turn into a real business. With the help of Britt, my girlfriend/lover/ employee, and over all wet dream; we were a real company with our first job on the books and scheduled to begin this weekend. 

Anyway, when the alarm started its incessant beeping, I couldn't reach over to swat it because my little want-to-be porn star was draped across me with one hand cradling my balls and her head nestled next to mine, softly purring in my ear. With the family jewels in such a precarious position, I gently tried to lift her hand up, only to have her latch on to the old morning wood. She squeezed me gently and whispered in my ear, "Can you please turn that mother-fucking thing off."

I turned my head to look into her sleepy blue eyes, "Well, if you would let go of my dick, I might be able to get to it."

"Party poop, "she said, but not before giving me a couple strokes before releasing her grip.

I drug myself to the edge of the bed and sat up to turn off the alarm. Focusing on the time, I saw that I had just enough time to take a leak, slip on some clothes and go open up. I reached over and gave her a little pat on the butt and headed to the head 

.

Britt was still invitingly spread out on the bed and the temptation to burrow between her legs was tempting, but at about $200 an hour for the crew, it seemed more prudent to go open the door.

The guys rolled in just as I opened the door. We went over the tasks for the day and after I got them lined out, I went back into the house. I heard the shower running before I made it to the bedroom and snuck around the corner to peek inside the bathroom.

The lights were on low in the shower and combined with the mist and the steam, my naked vixen looked like a Greek goddess, virtually radiating beauty. I wanted nothing more than to strip myself naked and join her, but I knew that it would only turn a 15 minute shower into a 45 minute bacchanal. I slipped back from the door and retreated to the kitchen to make some coffee and a light breakfast.

The shower ended in a few minutes and soon thereafter, dressed in one of my t-shirts and nothing else discernible, Britt came out into the kitchen, hair dryer in hand.

"Do you have time to dry my hair for me? "She asked with a little pout. "You didn't come in to help me wash it, so the least you could do is help me dry it."

For some reason that I can't begin to explain, I absolutely love to wash and dry her long blonde hair. Washing it in the shower is really some incredible foreplay while drying it is like some intimate Zen-like moment for us both. See, I can't really describe it, only to say that it is closely followed by my shaving her legs and privates for her. That one is pretty self-explanatory.

"Of course I have time to dry your hair, "I answered, as I followed her back into the bathroom, watching her butt undulate beneath my tight cotton tee.

"So the guys are here to finish up the drywall hanging and they'll get starting taping and mudding today, "I told her as I worked a brush and my fingers through the tangles. I watched her in the mirror as she stood with eyes closed and a smile as she enjoyed my pampering.

"So what is on your agenda today, "I asked in a louder voice, competing with the hair dryer.

Britt's eyes made contact with mine in the mirror, "Well, I hope to get the website on line today and I also told Gina that I would come by the store and we would pick out and try on some suits for the shoot on Saturday. Are we still set on black for me and white for her, "asking this as she played with her nipples through the thin cotton.

Pushing my crotch into her butt to let her know her effect on me, which of course was a given, she grinned at the contact as I answered in the affirmative, "Yeah, I think that will work. I probably should talk to John and see what kind of arrangements he wants to make as far as a mention on the calendar or just a sale."

Britt ground her ass on my cock, "I can talk to John if he's there or I could get Kate to ask 'Johnny' how he wants to handle it, "giggling.

I shook my head and laughed, "Yeah, I think that would probably be unfair to John to have Kate negotiate with him. If Gina is right and Kate has any interest in John, well let's just say, Kate is entering the negotiations with a real advantage."

Smiling back, "I think it's cute that Kate is attracted to him. I know she has missed her family a lot, so John is probably a safe haven for her."

"I don't know, "I kidded as I finished up with the dryer, "John has a pretty lecherous look on his face when he is checking out the action on the boardwalk. I think that may be the only reason he started the store, was to have a private parade of scantily clad women around."

"You men are all alike,"as she turned to face me, her hand on my bulge.

I sat the dryer down on the counter behind her and pulled her close, my hands on her bare butt and kissed her lightly, "Yes we are." Kissing again, our lips caressed the others as our hands did the same.

Playtime over; we broke and retreated back to the kitchen. "I don't have much time; will cereal and toast do you? "I asked.

"After the fucking you gave me last night, I could eat a horse, but I'll abstain from a big breakfast. Maybe I'll have lunch with the girls or something. How about you; what's on your plate for today?"

"Pretty much just more of the same, but I'll tell you, the chance of us really doing something with RBP is really distracting. My mind wanders all day just think about the opportunities."

Britt sashayed up and hugged me while running her hand up and down my crotch, "I hope the business isn't the only thing you think of during the day, "She whispered.

My hands naturally gravitated to her bare ass once again and pulled her tight and kissed her deeply. She moaned into the kiss as she ground her pussy against my denim-covered crotch. I looked her in the eye and said, "Feel that? I'm pretty much like that all day because of you."

Britt smiled and then tried to swallow my tongue as moaned louder yet. Sorely tempted, and at this point I truly mean sore, I was tempted to throw her up on the kitchen island and take care of that business, but a knock on the door squelched the deal.

It was one of my guys with a question about the wall. I looked at my watch and shrugged my shoulders; "Sorry babe, but I really need to hit the road. I'll talk to you later."

"Your loss, "I heard as I closed the door behind me.

**Later that morning**

Britt walked into John's shop and found Kate busy with a customer while Gina and John stood behind the counter looking at a catalog. It was all Britt could do not to walk up behind her little roommate and give her perky butt a pinch through her white short shorts while she expounded on the virtues of the support mechanism hidden in the bikini top she was holding.

"Hi Gina, good morning John, "she said as she approached the counter. 

"Hi babe, "Gina, roommate number 2 responded. John just sort of stood there; slack jawed as he watched Britt's hips and long legs approaching.

"Oh, good morning young lady, "he said, shaken from his trance by an elbow from Gina. 

"How is George, "he asked. "I haven't spoken to him in a while."

"Oh, George is just fine, "She said with a wink to her roomy.

"Well, I hear you have a calendar to shoot and you need some swimsuits for it."

"Yeah, I don't know how much the girls have told you, but it is a thirteen month car calendar for a local body shop. There will be a different custom car for each month and a girl, maybe two, posing with the car. We don't know what cars we will be shooting yet and George wants to color coordinate the suits with the cars. We do know that our first car is a black El Camino so he wants to go black and white on the suits."

"Well, Gina can tell you that we won't have any trouble with those. We carry quite a few styles in black and white. Gina and I were just looking over a suppliers catalog, and if we have a little heads-up on other colors and styles, we might even finagle some samples to use. I can't tell you the number of manufacturers that approach me to carry their line."

"Oh, and that reminds me, "He continued, "When you get a little time, I would like to talk to you about helping me out with a website. I've been looking over some others and I have some idea what I want, but I have no idea how to get there."

Britt smiled at John's comment. John is old enough to be one of the girl's fathers, maybe even grandfather, but being a born and bred Californian, he still had that laid-back demeanor. "It's not that big a deal John. If you want, I can work with Kate or Gina, or both, and they can easily do any updates you want as you go along."

"I'd really appreciate that, "he said, "So should we see what we have in black and white?"

About that time, Kate walked up to the counter with her customer's purchases and her credit card. "Hey B, "She said, standing on tiptoe to give Britt a kiss on the cheek. "How's George and the new business going, "handing the items and credit card to John to process.

Britt returned the kiss, "George is doing great, in fact, he is so excited about doing this first big job that he is almost beside himself, but I'm doing my best to keep him grounded."

John handed Kate the bagged merchandise and the credit receipt, "Here you go sugar, "he said.

"Thanks babe, "she replied, turning to return to the customer. 

Britt and Gina winked at each other as John's gaze followed the little girl's sexy gait, her butt-length black pony tail swatting at her bouncing cheeks.

"C'mon Britt, let's see what we can find for this weekend, "Gina directed.

"Oh John, "Britt said.

"Uh, oh, a, what?" breaking him from his spell.

"I was supposed to ask you how you wanted to handle the payment for the suits. George didn't know if you wanted a mention on the calendar or just an out-and-out sale of them."

"Geez, I don't know. Let me think about it. I really feel like I owe him something for his help on the ad and also introducing me to you girls; so let me think about it. Just take what you want and write down what it is, at least for inventory sake."

Britt leaned over and gave John a long kiss on the cheek, "Thanks babe," she winked.

The three girls chattered and giggled as they picked through the various bikinis. John was happy to stand behind the counter, concealing his hard-on as he fantasized about the three roommates. 

Opening the store was probably about the wisest thing John had ever done since he retired. He didn't need the money and he thought he would be happy spending his time sitting out on his front deck and watching the bevy of scantily clad females prancing up and down the boardwalk. He soon found himself getting antsy and grumpy, particularly during the brief winter months when the scenery was not as abundant. John would be the first to admit that he didn't know squat about retail sales, but he certainly thought he knew all about women's beachwear, so when the little shop came up for sale, he didn't hesitate to buy it. 

Not long after the grand opening, he soon realized that he might know what he liked, and he could figure out the money end, but knowing what appealed to rest of the population, and women in particular; well he was pretty much lost. 

He thanked his lucky stars that he became acquainted with George, who then introduced him to Kate and Gina. These two girls and Kate in particular, were a blessing. They helped steer him in the right direction when it came to choosing what to stock and they brought a youth and vitality to the store that he just couldn't pull off. He even found himself eating better and walking to work for exercise and he hadn't felt this good in years. Also, the fact that Kate was constantly flirting with him didn't hurt. In fact, it would almost fall under the category of sexual harassment, with the employee doing the harassing. John's blood flow had definitely benefited from the relationship.

Pretty soon, Gina and Britt disappeared into the changing area with an arm full of clothes. Giggling and yelping echoed from the back as the girls tried on the first suits. In a few minutes, the two stepped out into the store to get John and Kate's opinion. John leaned a little closer to the counter as Kate tugged and pulled the two-piece suits around on the statuesque females. 

"What do you think Johnny, "Kate asked as the girls did a slow pirouette?

Gina in a white string bikini, tied at the back and the hips looked stunning; her breasts peeking out the sides of the undersized cups. Britt, barely wearing a matching black version of the bikini looked equally amazing as she turned, stopping momentarily to show the little bottom trying to crawl up between her butt cheeks.

"I love my job, "he answered as the girls struck a little bookend type pose; facing each other, bent slightly at the waist, butts out and giving each other a little kiss on the lips.

The kisses turned to smiles as they heard a groan of appreciation emanating from behind the sales counter.

This went on for three more changes until the girls were satisfied that they had what they needed. Britt brought all the suits to the front of the counter, "Here we go John. I think these should work out fine, "she said.

"Well, they certainly looked good from where I was standing, "he teased as he gently folded them and put them in a bag. Britt smiled at the reverent way he handled the apparel.

As she took the bag from him, she said, "Hey, it's about lunch time. Does anyone want to go grab a bite or can I go pick you up something?"

Kate chimed in, "Thanks B, but Johnny always orders in something for us. It should be here any minute. You're welcome to stay though; he always orders way too much."

"That's okay; I probably should get back to the studio anyway. I really want to get the website on line today. Thanks anyway." Britt left the store, bag in hand, but not before giving out three hugs and kisses.

**10 minutes later**

Back at her car, she thought that she should probably check in with George and let him know she had the suits for Saturday. 

"Hey babe, "he answered, recognizing the new phone number for the studio.

"Hi lover, "she answered in a sultry tone. "I'm just leaving John's store with the bikinis for the El Camino shoot." 

"Great, thanks for doing that. Did you talk to John about buying them or whatever?"

"He said he would think it over. He really appreciates the help you gave him on the ad and he thinks the world of Kate and Gina, so don't be surprised if we have to pry a bill out of him, at least for this round."

George moaned, "Well damn him, he can't just be giving stuff away. I appreciate it and all, but we need to treat this like a real business. Maybe we can work out something in trade."

"Yeah, that might work. John brought up his website and asked if I could help him with it. Since I work for you now; maybe we can bring web design and that kind of thing into the company; you know, really diversify."

"I like the way you're always thinking, "he said.

Britt smiled to herself and asked, "Do you know what I'm thinking right now?"

"I can only imagine. What's on that nasty little mind of yours?"

"Well, I haven't had anything since that bowl of cereal this morning, so I think that big ol' dick of yours would be real tasty about now, "she growled seductively.

"Tell you what, "he replied, trying to keep pace with his oversexed partner, "I'll swing into Subway and get you a 'Foot-long' and I'll meet you down at the bayside park in about twenty minutes."

Trying to subdue her laugh, she said, "I don't need any more than your 9 or 10 inches, but I wouldn't object to a little more salami on the side."

"Okay, "he laughed, "You win. I'll see you in a bit. I hope you're hungry."

"Did you say hungry or horny," she asked, now laughing out loud.

"Okay, okay, I said you win. I'll see you in a bit," and he hung up before she could one-up him again.

**20 minutes later in the park**

George pulled his truck up beside Britt's car in the back corner of the parking lot. She bailed out of her car and jumped on the running board to get into the passenger seat. "Hi babe "was all he got out before she was in his lap and kissing him like he'd been at sea for a year.

Never one to turn down an amorous assault, George quickly had his hand under her shirt and was kneading her c-cups and tweaking her nipple, which had her squirming in his lap. Thankful for a raised suspension and bench seats, George leaned back against the door as Britt attacked his jeans. "God damned button-downs, "She groaned as she tried to pull the jeans over his hips. Lifting his butt, trying to be helpful, she quickly had him in her mouth, slobbering all over his rigid cock.

"I'm so fucking horny after trying on bikinis with Gina." She took him in her mouth again, sucking him deep until she had to come up for breath. Looking him in the eye as she ran hand up and down his length, "I was bent over taking off my shorts when Gina licked my pussy from behind. I almost fell out of the dressing room and John was just around the corner."

She swallowed me again, gathering more saliva from the back of her throat. "So then, "she continued, "it was game on, "her stroking intensifying. "By the time we made it through all four suits, we had licked each other's cunts, fingered each other and teased each other to a frenzy. John and Kate didn't know what we were doing."

"Ah, fuck I love your cock, "She said as she ran her tongue up and over the top, stabbing at the pee hole with her tongue. "Oh," she moaned as she continued to slather me up, her other hand in her shorts, furiously fingering her pussy.

"Here, "I said as I pulled her lips off my cock. I pushed her back until she was leaning against the passenger door. Britt quickly caught on to my plan and began to shove her shorts and panties down her long, supple legs. I pulled her feet up to help and ran my tongue between her toes. 

"Hey, "she squirmed in protest, "Quit sucking my toes and gimme that cock!"

Always wanting to oblige, I pulled the shorts and panties over her feet and threw them on the dash. Her pussy was dripping onto the upholstery. I leaned back and swung my legs up, my right leg over her head and on top of the seat back. "Help me get my boots of, "I said.

Britt looked at the boots and then glared at me, "What's with all the fucking laces, "she said in frustration and began unlacing.

I tried to contort myself to help with the other boot, but to no avail, so I just pushed my pants and boxers down further and stroked myself, watching her struggle. This just pissed her off more, "I'm buying you some slip on boots tomorrow." 

"I've got a pair at home already, "I said. That didn't help. 

Finally, the second boot was off and she grabbed my pant legs and pulled. My wallet, pocket knife and change were soon all over the cab as she finally got them off and threw them on the floor board.

It took us a second to figure out which leg went where till we could get into kind of a scissor position, but once we figured it out, we paused, looked out the window for the first time to make sure we weren't putting on a show and then we stared at each other for a second and then looked down. 

Cock and pussy poised for coupling; we slid toward each other until the tip of my cock rested between her lips. I placed my hands on Britt's legs and she grabbed onto mine. I caught a brief glance of her licking her lips as we both pulled on one another, drawing us together.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 09



We were both entranced; I watched her lips suck me inward as she watched my cock make its way deeper and deeper. Completely coupled, we paused to enjoy the sensation. My cock had completely disappeared, only the top of her pussy showed, her clit retreated. Britt stared intently as I licked my finger and reached for her trigger; I watched her belly tighten in anticipation. She stared silently at my finger, as it got closer and closer. Her climax started before I even made contact and just a brief touch set off a series of convulsions that rippled up my cock, pulling me deeper yet.

"AH FFUUUCCCKKK, "she moaned, her face turning red as the orgasm took possession of her body. I marveled at how every inch of her body participated in her ecstasy. I took a second to look around again outside the truck. The only soul I saw was somebody's grandmother walking her little dog through the park. 

The temperature had risen greatly in the cab and I reached down and grabbed the cold drink from Subway that miraculously survived our acrobatic disrobing. Britt sipped on it gratefully, and I, always the brat, flexed my cock, which was still buried deep within. Caught off guard, she nearly dropped the drink, "Oh you little shit," she glared and then squeezed me tight with her talented pussy.

"Gimme that, "I said as I took the drink away from her, taking a sip and putting it back in the holder.

We stared at each other for a moment. Britt with her back to the passenger door, her left leg tucked between the seat back and me. Her right leg hung off the seat, her foot under the steering wheel. Her shirt was bunched up under her breasts, her flat stomach in tension. I had my shirt in a similar state and my right leg was under her left and also tucked in between her and the seat back. My right leg was over her left and I could almost touch the passenger door with my foot. Awkward, but a sexy fucking sight, and I told her so.

"You look so fucking hot, so nasty. I think I'll just fuck you now until you scream." And then I slid my ass forward, bottoming out.

"Oh yeah, "she answered with a moan, assuming a challenge, "well your cock feels so good in my cunt that I'm going to fuck you until you blow your load into my womb." And she pushed back, so deep her clit rolled out of under its protective cover.

Challenge made, challenge accepted, Britt planted her right foot on the side of the steering column forcing me to plant my left foot on the hand hold that was part of the front dash. The battle for supremacy began as we fucked each other, pushing off the steering column and the dash board. 

"Oh fuck, "She groaned as I planted my foot and then grabbed her leg, pulling her tight to my groin. Britt pushed off the steering column and then pushed back on the passenger door, driving her pussy down my length. We kept this up at a slow pace, pausing between each stroke to grind and rotate; our butts rising and falling off the seat. Sweat burned my eyes as I watched my cock piston in and out of her sweet snatch.

Knowing it had to come to an end soon, we developed a rhythm; push, pull, push, and pull. Britt's eyes, black with passion stared intently at our connection. I alternated from her face, then downward. I saw it first in her face as her eyes narrowed in concentration and then looked down to see her stomach muscles begin to contract. Then I felt it, her pussy grasping at my cock, begging me to send her over the edge. Without hesitation I flexed, willing my cock to thicken as I drove hard, one last time. Fearing I had blown the end right off my cock, I came and I came and I came until my stomach muscles hurt.

Meanwhile, feeling my final lunge, Britt's eyes bugged out and her mouth opened wide, as though to scream, but no sounds were emitted. There were no sounds, but there was certainly a flood. For the second time since we had been together, Britt ejaculated with a force that sent fluids squirting out all around my cock. And as she came, I came; in a rhythm like the one that got us here. There was nothing to do but let it stop in its own time, kind of like riding out an earthquake.

Finally, soaked from sweat, semen and my lover's version of cum, we let out a collective sigh and collapsed, spent. 

"Fuck, "she groaned, "I have never...."

"Me neither, "was my only response.

Somehow we managed to disengage and I spun Britt around and pulled her to me so she was leaning back into me, both sets of legs pointing in the general direction of the passenger door. Somehow the Subway drink had survived our antics and we slowly cooled down. Next thing I knew, I was waking up, my girl snuggled up and sleeping soundly in my arms. I twisted enough to see it was nearly two hours since I had pulled into the parking lot. Glancing out, another old lady was now on duty, walking her little dog down the path. The foot-long was still on the dash, untouched.

**Early that evening**

"Red Brick Photography, Brittany speaking."

"Hi, you sexy thing, "I responded.

"Hi yourself, you nasty boy. Are you finished for the day?" 

"Yeah, I think I got caught up. Sure glad I didn't have any fixed appointments this afternoon."

"Well, "she said, "I didn't get everything done that I wanted to either and I blame it all on you."

"My fault? All I did was bring you a sandwich."

"Yeah right; well that wasn't sandwich that was running down my leg all the way back to the studio, "She laughed.

"Okay, I'll admit that was probably the best lunch break of all time. So back to business; anything I need to know about?"

"Well, we did get a delivery time for the El Camino. They figure it will be here mid-afternoon, between 1 and 3. The wall looks great. I think I heard the guys say that it was ready for paint."

"Perfect timing, "I said. "So what are your plans for tonight, "I asked hopefully.

"I should go home, "she said. "I have laundry to do and with the delivery tomorrow, and trying to get the website up, and then the shoot on Saturday, it may be my only chance to get some things done there."

"Okay, "I said, trying not to sound disappointed. "I have some computer work I need to get done and I need to make sure I have enough lights for the shoot. I meant to check that earlier, but I've been somewhat distracted."

"Oh no, "she laughed, "Don't even try to blame me. This is a two way street and you are just as guilty as I am."

"Alright, well, if I don't get there before you leave, I'll see you tomorrow. I love you and thanks for all your help and, well, you know, the rest."

"What, oh you mean the mind-blowing sex? Well, I should be thanking you too; for the job and of course, the mind-blowing sex. I love you so much!"

**Very early the next morning**

I was dreaming that I was stranded on a desert island, one of two survivors of a shipwreck. The other lucky soul was a beautiful French woman. As you'd expect, she spoke no English and I spoke no French. Tall and well built, she was naturally distraught and clung to me, afraid of being alone. In my dream, we were on the beach, watching for passing ships. Bored with nothing else to do, Colette; her name would have to be Colette, was giving me a blow job as I kept a constant vigil on the horizon. Just as I was about to reward my French compatriot for a job well done, something changes; something not in the script, a finger probing my ass. Out of focus, I see a blonde head bobbing up and down. How do you say 'Oh baby, do that again' in French? All my muddled brain can come up with is "Bon Jour." 

Britt looks up with and says with a questioning look, "Bon Jour to you too, "and then returns to the task at hand. 

Wet dream or reality, I really don't care at this point. Gripping the sheets with both my hands, my paramour, real or imagined took me deep in her throat as I came hard. 

Satisfied that I had no more to give, Britt slid up for a good morning kiss. "Good morning lover, I hope that was okay."

"Anytime you want to wake me, I think that would be the preferred method," returning the kiss.

"What, "she asked, "was the French all about?"

I explained my dream as I ran my hand through her hair. "It must have been the movie we watched the other night, but I don't recall any French women in it, "she said as she tweaked one of my nipples.

I glanced at the clock and saw that it was not yet 6 a.m. "Not that I'm complaining, but what are you doing here this early?"

"I just woke up early and Kate and Gina were asleep in the other bed, so I just thought I might as well get up. I knew you would be getting up soon, so I just came on over. I'm really getting excited about the shoot and after not getting much done yesterday'" poking me in the ribs, "I figured I would get an early start."

"Well as an employer, "I kidded as I hugged her tight, "I certainly appreciate a self-starter. Now, if you'll excuse me, I really need to pee."

"If you must; "she said in mock exasperation, "you go do your thing and I'll make us some breakfast."

I took a quick, but lonely shower and was greeted by the smell of bacon as I stepped out to dry off. I quickly finished up and got dressed and headed to the kitchen. Britt had it ready and waiting, coffee, fruit, eggs with bacon, and even sourdough toast. 

I stepped up behind her and hugged her tight, nuzzling her neck and nibbling at her ear. "You know, you're setting a dangerous precedent here. I could really get used to this kind of treatment."

"So you think you should get a wake-up BJ and breakfast every morning?"

"Well, if I started to get fat, I could just eat pussy in the morning. That should be pretty low-cal, "I teased as I tweaked her nipples through her t-shirt.

Britt twisted in my arms and we kissed. "I think a pussy-rich diet may be very good for you. I know I got a good protein supplement this morning. Now sit down and eat before it gets cold."

"Yes dear, "I answered. "So the El Camino comes in this afternoon. Are you going to be here then?"

"Yeah, I think I have a full day here. I want to get the website up and then I'm sure there will be a lot of tweaking to do once it is published. Oh, and I had another thought last night. Should we have some liability insurance for the company? After all, we are going to have some expensive cars in here."

"Damn, you are good, "I answered. "I hadn't even thought about that, but you're right. I also have to look into payroll, worker's comp and all that now that I have an employee," I said as I reached over and ran my hand up her thigh.

Britt put her hand on mine, "watch it there Buster; that could be considered sexual harassment."

I smiled back as she moved my hand closer to the promise land. "Let's not sweat the employer/employee thing too much yet. My rent is covered for the summer and you never know; if this thing really picks up, I may want a piece of the action, "letting out a little moan as my hand rested on her crotch.

"We'll see, "I said as I my fingers tapped a rhythm on her satin running shorts. "I'd hate to screw up the piece of the action that I'm getting now."

"Oh, don't you worry, "She said as she pushed on my fingers, "the action is only going to get better, I promise," and she shuddered slightly.

Timing being everything, there was a loud banging coming from outside. "Crap, "I said as I looked at my watch, "the guys are here to finish up the wall and paint it. I meant to open the door before they got here, but I got distracted," giving her crotch a squeeze.

Britt gave my butt a swat as I made for the front door. "Hang on, "I yelled as I jogged to the main door. 

I let the crew in and lined them out on what needed to be done and then headed back into the house. Britt stood at the sink, barefoot and wearing a pair of satin running shorts and a tank top. Her long blonde hair hung in a pony tail to the middle of her back. I have yet to see her when she didn't look sexy.

For the second time that morning, I stepped behind her and hugged her tight. I slipped my hands under her shirt and caressed her flat belly as I nibbled at her ear. "I hate to go, but I really need to get on the road. I'll call my insurance guy and see about the liability insurance. The guys know what they are doing and make sure when the El Camino is delivered that they park it in the far corner, as far from those guys as you can get it."

"Yes sir, "she giggled as I played with her belly button.

I leaned around and kissed her as I ran a hand over her back and then dipped under the waistband to fondle her bare butt. She squirmed against my hand as our tongues groped one another. With another quick embrace, I was out the door.

**Later that morning**

"Red Brick Photography, this is Brittany, how can I help you?"

"I don't think I'll ever get tired of hearing that, "I said; "And you sound so damn sexy too."

"Aww, thanks lover; so how is your day going?"

"Okay, I guess. I was hoping to get done early, but it doesn't look like that's going to happen. I just wanted you to know to look for an email from my insurance guy. He is going to send a quote. It gets a little messy because I also live there, so my homeowners may cover some things and not others, but we'll get it worked out; anything new at your end?"

"Yeah actually; first, the wall looks really good. They have one coat on and are working on the second. It's really cool how the floor blends with the wall."

"Yeah, that's kind of old school, but it still works well. The only thing you have to be careful with is walking too close to the wall. The radius isn't that strong, so if you put a lot of weight on it, it will fracture. Gina in stilettos would go right through it." A short pause and then, "Aw crap."

"What's the matter babe? "She asked.

"Stilettos...I wanted you two in matching high heels for the shoot tomorrow and I forgot all about it."

"Well, you know we both have sets of heels, but they don't match. We can go out tonight and get some I suppose."

"Well, they're on me, "I said, "or I should say, on the studio. I'll just keep them as part of our wardrobe department. I think we'll just get some real simple but sexy white ones and then I can change the colors in Photoshop if I need to; hell, I suppose I could spray paint them for that matter."

Britt was laughing, "Yeah, those would good after about the third or fourth coat. I think you better figure on using your Photoshop skills."

"Yeah, you're probably right. So how about we grab dinner and then, I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'll take you girls shoe shopping. See if you can arrange that with both girls because Kate is going to need a pair too at some point."

"All right," she said, "but no dinner at Red's again? That was kind of fun, "she said, slow and sexy.

"Yeah, and kind of expensive too; No, tonight is about the shoes. Can we get what we need at the mall? I don't buy too many women's shoes."

"Let me talk it over with the girls. I would think we could find something since all you want is a simple white shoe. You don't want stripper shoes or something....or do you? How tall a heel are you thinking about?"

"Geez, I don't know. What height starts to make a woman's legs and butt look really good?"

"Well, I suppose it depends on the legs and butt that you start with, "She laughed.

"You know what I mean. I don't want something that looks ridiculous, but at the same time, I'm not asking anyone to walk all over town in them; so what, 4, 5 inches?"

Still laughing, "Yeah, I think that's about right. Sorry, I just had a vision of Kate in some of those wild boots like Lady GaGa wears. They'd make her twice as tall as she is now."

"Yeah, I can visualize that. That could be a hot shoot; little Kate the dominatrix."

"Oh god, that would be hot...do you suppose? "She paused.

"No babe, I don't think that'll work for this job, but later, you never know, "I teased. "Anyway, why don't you see what you can set up with the girls and I'll spring for dinner; there's a Hot Dog on a Stick at the mall isn't there?"

"Oh, big spender; but now that I think about it...big ol' long thing on a stick, mmmm."

"Get your mind out of the gutter and let me know what you work out, "I laughed, "Oh and let me know when the car shows up; I gotta go."

"All right boss, I'll get right on it, "again in that soft and sultry voice.

**Around 3:30 that afternoon**

I was just leaving the last jobsite for the day when my phone rang. I now recognized the number as the studio and answered in my best Hank Williams, "Hey good-lookin', watcha' got cookin'..." All I heard was laughter at the other end.

"I'm sorry, "she said, barely containing her laughter; "You just caught me off guard, and by the way, don't give up your day job or your evening one for that matter."

"Well thank you very much, "trying to sound indignant; "See if I ever take you out for Karaoke."

"That's okay, "still laughing, "I sound like someone strangling a cat when I sing. So what's up?"

"I don't know; you called me."

"Oh yeah, they just delivered the El Camino and the guys are done with the wall."

"Fantastic, "I replied, "So how does the car look?"

"It is really, really nice. I've never seen a car that shined so much. The truck driver said he thought it had a lacquer paint job which makes it look real deep. It's like looking at the ocean at night."

"Sounds nice; what color is the upholstery?

"It's black and it looks like leather. I didn't dare get in it."

"That's good then; the black and white suits will work if we do any interior shots. So what's the skinny on the shoes? Are we going to the mall or do we have to go to 'Strippers R Us'?"

That got her laughing again; "No, I think we can just go to the mall, but I would like to check out 'Strippers R Us' sometime."

"Yeah, okay; so what time and where?"

"The girls close up at 6 so by the time they go home, get cleaned up, they can meet us at the mall at 7:30. The girls were fine with grabbing something at the food court, particularly since you were going to take them shoe shopping."

"Now they do understand that we're buying shoes that are for the studio, right?"

"Well, yeah, but shopping and trying on shoes is fun whether you buy anything or not."

"Oookay, "I replied. "I have one more stop to make at a supplier's place and then I'll be home or the studio, or whatever I happen to call it. I guess if I'm not going there to work, I'll call it home, otherwise, it's the studio."

"Sounds good, I've about had it with this computer, so I think I'll go grab a little nap. You can wake me when you get here. I love you.

"I love you too; see you soon."

** A little after 5 p.m. **

Well the wall looked good and the car looked even better. I felt a little better now that I had some insurance in case the unthinkable happened to the car. I parked next to Britt's SUV and quietly entered the house, not wanting to wake her if she was still napping. 

Britt was sacked out on top of the covers, wearing only a black g-string and a cropped t-shirt. It looked like she was comfortable, but I couldn't help thinking that she was dressed this way for me, as opposed to her own comfort; and trust me, I appreciated it. 

I carefully sat on the edge of the bed and took in the sights. The strong toned legs, the cute feet, the incredible butt and a delectable lower back, dimples included. 

Britt groaned and stretched, turning over on her back, sweeping her hair out of her eyes; "Hi lover, when did you get here?"

I leaned over and kissed her lips; "Just got here; I didn't mean to wake you."

"That's okay; I was hoping that you would come home, find me this way and have your way with me, "yawning and stretching once more.

I ran my hand up her leg as she stretched, feeling the muscles, her toes pointed. "Trust me; it's the first thing I thought of when I came into the room."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 09



"So what stopped you," she asked as she ran one hand under the little patch of fabric that made up the front of the g-string.

"Actually, I kind of worked up a sweat today and really need a shower before I do any ravishing, "as my hand switched legs.

Glancing over at the clock, she bounded off the bed; "Oh goody, we've got time to wash my hair, shave my legs, and other things and then you can ravish me in the waterfall again."

Who am I to argue; so it was off to the shower. Britt was already soaking wet under the regular shower when I made it inside. Shampoo in hand, I stepped up behind her and began to lather. The washing routine begins with a generous wash and thorough scalp massage. My lover arches her back like a cat being scratched, her butt dancing against my crotch as my cock is nestled between her legs, teasing her pussy. Slippery hands stray from her long, blonde hair to her back and belly, then to her tits, her nipples hard enough to cut glass.

The rinse cycle is equally entertaining. Now facing one another, Britt arches her back again, head back and crotch to crotch. We rock back and forth, the top of my rigid dick sliding between slick pussy lips. With the hand-held shower, I can direct the rinsing, careful not to irritate her intoxicating blue eyes.

"Okay, "I say, "we haven't got all night, what's next?"

She smiles her devilish smile, with twinkling eyes she hands me the shave gel and razor from the shelf and turns to the built-in seat. Dutifully, I drop a towel on the floor to kneel on and place one lovely leg on my shoulder and massage in the gel. From ankle to the top of her thigh, I run my hands firmly up and down her length. I watch in fascination as her arousal is revealed as her inner lips begin to peak out, a flower in bloom.

Razor in hand, I carefully glide over every square inch, ankle in one hand, moving her leg to the optimal position. I can feel her stare as she watches the concentration on my face. I glance up to see her biting on her lower lip, as her fingers play with her nipples.

The process is repeated on the other leg, and the flower is now nearly at full bloom. I scoot closer, her legs now wide spread and I take a minute to admire my work area. Working up a lather in my hands, I hear Britt inhale deeply as I begin to apply the lather, careful not to make contact with her fully erect clit. Gently, I navigate the folds and petals until I am satisfied with my handiwork. 

"Next, "I say, as I take hold of her left leg at the knee and twist her in her seat, spreading her further until her pink pucker is exposed, her pussy now fully in bloom, lips spread wide. I had to summon all my inner strength not to just drive my throbbing member into the heart of the flower and the look on her face told me that it was fine with her, either way. 

Never one to leave a job uncompleted, I applied some more gel around her inviting rear, probing ever-so-slightly. A few swipes with the razor and we were done; other than the final check. Still spread obscenely wide, I gave a final rinse and then let my tongue perform the final test. 

"Umm...fuck..." she groaned as a small orgasm rolled through. 

Happy with my work, I set her foot back on the floor and massaged both bent legs, getting the circulation back to normal. I stood up, trying to get my legs un-cramped; "Next? "

Britt grabbed my stiff cock and stood, kissing me in gratitude. "I think we need to do a little touch up down here, "she said, softly stroking me as she spun me to sit.

Britt took my place on the towel on the floor and placed a kiss on the tip as she lathered up my balls and the surrounding area. The first time we did this, I was a bit apprehensive, but it only made sense when I thought about how much more I enjoyed a hair-free pussy over one buried deep in the undergrowth.

With the concentration of a surgeon, my lover gently covered all the bases, ignoring my bat as she positioned my balls for the optimum shave. Satisfied that she was done, she applied the same final check procedure I had used; her tongue and lips checking for strays. With a final kiss to the tip, she stood, announcing "All done."

I stood and hugged her tight, newly shorn and slick with anticipation, we moaned in one another's ears. "Next," we said in unison and crab-walked to the waterfall area, giggling as my cock tried to find its way in.

Under the gentle cascade, we embraced, fondling and kissing with fervor. Britt's soft hands caressed me while my hands and fingers ran down the crack of her ass, while also dipping lightly between her moist inner lips. 

Sufficiently primed, my drenched heartthrob assumed the position; bent at the waist, hands against the stone clad wall. Whipping her wet hair across her back, she peered at me though dark wanton eyes and declared, "Ravish me now!"

I teased as I ran the end of my inflexible cock up and down her sweet sex, her juices mingling with the spray of the falling waters. Her hips danced, trying to make the connection, fighting my firm grip. Finally with a guttural groan, we mated, my cock making its way deep within. My smooth balls slapped against her tender clit as we fucked each other, each with the same agenda. 

Britt moaned and turned her head to look back at me as I leaned in and played with her breasts. "Fuck me, "she moaned. "Fuck my pussy baby; fuck me till I cum all over your big cock. Fill me with your cum baby!"

The blood surged at hearing her demands, my cock thickening with each stroke, my grip at her waist tighter. "Ah fuck baby, here it comes. Give it to me, cum on me babe, ah, fuck yea, oh god yea, FFUUCCKK!" I bellowed as I unleashed a torrent of love deep inside her.

"Oh God, Oh Fuck," she groaned and convulsed as I triggered an eruption deep within her. "Unh....Unh...Unh..." she moaned as each aftershock pulsed within her.

Both weak and spent, we folded to the floor, the warm mist washing over us as we rolled into a conjoined fetal position, hugging each other tight. If the floor had been softer, we would have drifted off into dreamland, but luckily, our discomfort forced us to get up and get dried off and ready to leave.

We exchanged 'I love you so much' countless times as we dried each other, keeping each other upright. I went into the kitchen to get us some orange juice and then dried my lover's hair. Too tired to tease, we got that done in record time. We made the mistake of sitting on the bed to finish our juice.

"Do we really have to go? " I whined like a 6 year old having to go to school.

Britt leaned her head on my shoulder as we looked at each other sitting naked in the reflection of the wardrobe doors. "There is nothing I would rather do than crawl under the sheets and make love with you all night, but I guess we really need to get these shoes if we want to shoot in the morning." 

I pulled her closer and kissed her on top of the head, "Yeah, I guess you're right. You just don't make it easy to leave a perfectly good, soft bed, when you're sitting there all naked and sexy looking like that," I said, nodding toward our reflection. 

"Yeah well, "she said as she took my hand and pulled me up; "multiple orgasms make a girl hungry, so let's just get on with it so we can come back for round two."

"Well if you put it that way; let's get it." I gave her a little swat on the butt and headed to the closet with Britt in close pursuit.

**At the Mall**

Britt's phone rang as we rode the escalator to the second level. Strategically behind and below her, I was sorely tempted to reach up and knead her prominent ass. It was a little brisk out, so she was wearing a pair of these stretch pants that looked like denim jeans that had been sprayed on. With it, she wore a stretch knit top that almost made it to the top of the jeans and a little short jacket. She opted for a pair of heels, for my benefit I think, that made her ass and legs look better, it that was at all possible.

"Hey sweetie, "she answered, "yeah, we're here. We'll be there in a minute if I can keep George from groping me here on the escalator, "she said, turning to look down at me.

"Curses, foiled again, "I said, which earned me the laugh that I have fallen hard for.

"Okay, be right there, "she said as she stepped off the escalator onto the second floor.

My little minx did step off the moving stairs, but she didn't bother to keep walking; just stopped and looked over her shoulder at me, smiling like the Cheshire cat. With no one directly behind me, I smiled back as I stepped off the last step and wrapped my arms around her waist, my crotch firmly planted against her tightly-clad ass and picked her up, carrying her until we were out of everyone else's way. Britt giggled and squirmed like a little girl trying to break free, but we both knew different. We drew a few looks as I scooted her along toward the food court using her as a shield to hide my obvious arousal. 

Kate and Gina looked up from the table they had staked out as they heard their friend's laughter and shook their heads in amusement at our peculiar entrance.

"Hi guy's, "she said as she finally disengaged herself and gave each girl a big hug and a kiss. I then got my turn as both girls planted big, wet kisses on me, followed by one from my lover, just keeping things even, I suppose. Gina wore a short skirt that showed off her long legs and a simple button-down blouse. She too wore a pair of high heel sandals. Kate was wearing a pair of super-tight leggings I think they're called that stopped about mid calf. She also opted for a pair of heels and had a loose fitting camisole that teased the viewing public. Her long hair hung loose and shined like the night.

We sat at the table and I said, "Thanks for doing this tonight girls. I apologize for messing up your Friday night, but I forgot all about shoes for tomorrow's shoot."

Gina chimed in first, "Don't give it a second thought. Offering to take a girl shoe shopping, much less three girls makes you some kind of super hero. Throw in a gourmet meal, and well, that makes you every girl's wet dream." 

Gina instantly blushed as it came out of her mouth and Kate reached over and slapped her arm, "Gina, you promised not to say anything!" Then it was little Kate's turn to blush while Britt burst out laughing. I figured the best option I had was to just sit there and keep my mouth shut.

After a minute or two of nervous silence, I finally spoke up, "Okay then, what's for dinner?"

Britt broke out in laughter again, "Figures; a guy hears he's the subject of a woman's sleep fantasy and all he's interested in is what's for dinner."

Kate turned a deeper red while Gina and Britt broke out in snorts and snickers. Feeling for Kate, I stood and offered her my hand. With a big smile, she stood and we put our arms around each other's waist and strolled off to see what kind of epicurean delights awaited us. Behind us, we heard "okay, okay, wait up."

We smiled at each other and Kate hugged me tighter, her head leaning against my side."Thank you, "she whispered softly.

"No, thank you, "I replied.

With a curious look she asked, "For what?"

"For adding to my 'sleep fantasy' catalog." 

Kate's eyes glistened as she hugged me tighter and buried her face in my chest. I leaned over and kissed the top of her head as we stopped in front 'Stir-fry Heaven.'

Britt and Gina caught up with us and Britt stepped up beside me and glanced at Kate on the other side, still holding tight. I glanced at Britt as she gave me a wink and a kiss on the cheek.

"So what is everyone having, "I asked.

Everyone got their order in and Kate had to relinquish her hold in order to carry her tray back to the table. I walked behind her and marveled at how she seemed to float across the floor and the smile she had couldn't be pried off. All three girls smiled and giggled throughout the quick meal with Kate and Britt, who sat on either side of me, occasionally running a hand up and down my thigh. I smiled through dinner too.

It was finally time to bite the bullet and go off in search of the perfect shoe. "I did some calling around earlier today, "said Gina, "and I think I found a store that has what you want and in all our sizes."

I moved over to Gina's side and gave her a hug and a kiss, "Okay, now you're a dream girl for making me only go to one store."

All three laughed as Britt was saying, "Okay buster; don't count your chickens yet. We may find the shoes 'You' want, but that won't stop us from trying on some other ones."

I threw my hands up in defeat and dutifully followed them into the store. Gina had indeed found the perfect shoe and they actually had the correct sizes for all three. They all stood before me and modeled the shoes as I looked at them and their reflection in the full length mirror behind them. Three more perfect sets of legs and asses didn't exist and I think the pimply-faced teenager that helped us would be in the back room rubbing one out before the girls walked out of the store.

True to their word, they did try on numerous pairs of shoes and boots and sandals. Gina tried on a pair of black boots that had 6" spike heels and went well past her knees. Looking at herself in the mirror, Britt stepped in behind her and rolled up the waist band on Gina's skirt until it just covered her butt. Gina gave us a short little strut across the store and a couple turns. She looked seven feet tall when she stopped in front of where I was seated and faced me, standing about three feet away. Leaning forward slightly, she gave me a good look down inside her blouse, her un-tethered breasts stood proud. I chanced to glance back at the mirror and was rewarded with the site of her gorgeous ass, a little bit of black floss barely visible between her cheeks. I was ready to whip it out and rub one out then and there. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a flash and turned to see Britt with her trusty Blackberry snapping away. "That's my girl, "I said as all three giggled in agreement.

As sorely tempted as I was to leave with a pair of boots in addition to the three pair of heels, we finally left the store leaving only a large dent in my credit card. We window shopped as we headed back toward the exit. Thankfully it was too close to closing time to venture into Victoria's Secret. Only a promise to come back later got us moving again and the girls gathered up in front of me and whispered back and forth as we went in search of Gina's import.

The goodbye ritual was much like the hello ritual, only this time we were in the darkened and more private parking lot as opposed to the well-lit public-packed food court. The girls hugged and kissed goodbye, the kissing notably taking a bit longer. Then it was my turn to say good night to the two roommates. Gina approached me first and stood silent for a moment, her eyes fixed and boring into my own. Then with a small smile, she stepped into me, one of her long legs between mine, her strong thigh tight in my crotch. Still staring hard, we tilted our heads and our lips met; hers soft and moist. Her tongue searched for mine as her thigh moved slightly awakening my cock which was instantly hard. I could sense a smile as she took a deep breath through her nose and kissed me with an intensity that had me throbbing. My hands were firmly ensconced on her ass, kneading her cheeks through the fabric of her skirt. 

I was hearing catcalls and whistles as we broke our embrace. Gina kissed me once more, lightly and whispered in my ear, "Till tomorrow."

Kate and Britt had indeed been cheering on their roommate and continued as she strutted back to her car. Britt's eyes glistened and she openly ran her fingers over her crotch as she watched Kate walked toward me. The look in her eyes told me that I should prepare for the worst, or really, shouldn't that be the best? Gina had thrown down the gauntlet and Kate was determined to come out the victor.

Kate stepped in front of me and grabbed me by the hips. Turning me, she guided us until her butt was up against the fender of the car next to us; not our car, just someone's car. Like a small child she lifted her arms and I quickly caught on that I was to lift her onto the hood of the car. Hoping that we didn't set of an alarm; I easily picked her up, my hands on her bare skin under the camisole top. Still a little taller than she was, I bent lightly to kiss her as she pulled me in tighter, her feet hooked behind my thighs. Her lips were soft and sweet as she kissed all around mine, her tongue tracing my lips and ducking back and forth inside. I felt a hand sliding down my front and she kissed me hard, causing me to inhale. This gave her just enough room to slip her hand down and I felt her hand around my cock, gently stroking it in her small hand. Our kissing became frantic as I slid a hand up and took one of her small tits in my hand and strummed her nipple.

Only the whistling and applause brought us back to reality. We ceased kissing, but held our ground, her hand squeezing my stiff cock and my hand squeezing her breast. I read desire and a bit of apprehension in her eyes. I kissed her forehead and whispered, "In another minute, I'd have laid you down and made love to you right here."

Kate's eyes rolled back and she shuttered as she climaxed, her grip on my cock tight to the point of being painful. In a few seconds we see aware of the silence as we turned to look at Britt and Gina, both staring, mouths agape. Britt then elbowed her companion, "I think Kate won that one Gina."

The girls broke out in laughter as they came up to us and hugged us both as Kate tried to pull her hand out of my pants. I felt another hand on top of mine, squeezing the little one's breast with mine. I turned to see Britt smiling at me as she got her kiss, her other hand squeezing my butt.

**The Ride Home**

We waited in my truck until we were sure that the girls were safely underway. Buckled up in the center seat, Britt was leaning in and nibbling on my ear, running her tongue inside it and generally trying to make us a hazard on the roadway.

"C'mon babe, "I said as I swerved to miss the knucklehead riding his bike with no lights.

"Okay, "she relented only to place her left hand in my lap and massaging my bulge through my pants. "This was fun tonight. I bet you never knew that shoe shopping could be such a rewarding experience."

"I'll have to admit that it was unlike any visit I ever had to Boot World. I thought that poor sales kid was going to cum in his pants with you girls teasing him the way you were."

"Yeah, that wasn't very nice, but I bet he can jack off for a month if he got a look at Gina's butt when she bent over in front of you wearing those boots. God she looked hot. I was thinking about taking her in the back and fucking her myself." I let out a little moan as she teased the head of my dick with her fingertips.

"And I thought it was really sweet that you came to Kate's rescue when Gina was picking on her. It's pretty obvious that she has a crush on you. You guys were going at it pretty hot and heavy on the hood of that car."

"Yeah, "I said with a little trepidation. "When she slipped her hand down my pants, I sort of got carried away."

Britt squeezed me a little more; "Well she told me that you told her that if you'd had the chance you would have fucked her right there on the hood of that car in the middle of the parking lot."

"Well, "I stumbled, feeling backed into a corner; "Those weren't my exact words but if I didn't have you, well yeah, I might have done that."

Britt squeezed again and kissed me on the neck; "Have I told you in the last few hours how much I love you?"

Turning to return the kiss, "Well, I don't keep track, but I never get tired of hearing it. I love you too."

About then we were a couple blocks from home, so we both behaved. I pulled up to the warehouse door and before I could undo my seatbelt to get out, Britt was out of the truck and punching in the code on the lock. I blew her a kiss as I drove inside and stopped to wait for her to close up and get back in. Instead, she slid the door shut, set the lock and then came to the driver side. Stepping up on the running board, she leaned in for a kiss and then slapped the roof a couple times and hanging on to the mirror said, "Home James."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 09



I had to laugh as I drove the 150 feet to the front door.

Britt had the front door open by the time I got out of the truck. The minute I stepped over the threshold, it hit me; I was dead tired and ready to call it a day. I stretched and yawned as Britt stepped up and hugged me tight. "I agree, "She said, "let's go to bed. We have a big day tomorrow."

I took her in my arms and carried her into the bedroom as she nuzzled my neck. We talked about the evening and tomorrows shoot as we got ready for bed.

"I should probably warn you about Gina for tomorrow," she said as she peeled the tight jeans down her luscious legs.

"Warn me about what? "As I just stood there and watched. 

"Well, it's pretty obvious that Gina is warming up to the opposite sex again, at least to you anyway, and tomorrow will be the first time that it isn't the whole group together."

"So what makes that any different? It's just one less person, and it's not like they've been exactly shy around me. I admit they are getting a little bolder, but you are always there, so what could happen?"

Britt stood naked in front of me and helped me undress. "Well you know how I feel about the girls and you, and I would do anything to make them happy and feel good about themselves, so if that means sharing you with them, then I'm willing to do that; that is if you are."

The stiff dick in her hand was all the answer she needed and she smiled as she leaned in to kiss me. "So this really may happen? "I asked. "I know we have kind of talked about this in a round-about way and there has been some fooling around already, but again, I love you and I don't want to screw that up."

Britt led me into the bathroom, using my dick as a leash and talked matter-of-factly. "Okay, here it is as plain and simple as I can put it. I love you and I know you love me. Neither of us would do anything to hurt the other. I also love Gina and Kate and would never do anything to hurt them either and I think they feel the same way. So if it would help Gina get over her fear or whatever you call it of guys by letting her make love to you, then great."

She paused long enough to pull her toothbrush out of the drawer; "The girls and I have been talking about this since I met you. It may have started out as kind of a joke, you know, but now we all know it's the real thing. Kate and Gina may still be a little unsure because they haven't heard you just come out and say anything, but after tonight, especially with what you said to Kate, I think it's all out in the open."

"Okay, "I said, "If you're okay with it."

"Hell, it was my idea and I intend to be in the middle of it too," as she handed me my toothbrush. 

We stood side-by-side, naked, brushing our teeth and looking at each other in the mirror. Britt, the multi-tasker, brushed with her right hand while she slowly stroked my cock with her left. Not to be out done, I brushed with my left as my right strayed down her butt crack until I found her tight little pucker. We played until we nearly choked and finally gave up and rinsed. 

Now my face washing regimen is much less complicated then hers, so after I was done I had time to stand behind her and distract her. My dick probed around between her legs as she squirmed in avoidance, while my hands each took possession of a firm breast. With the giggling and wiggling, her face washing routine took even longer than usual.

Exasperated with my interference in her evening ritual, she turned and grabbed both sides of my face and kissed me long and hard. Wrapping one leg around my backside, she managed to pull herself up enough to find the end of my cock with her pussy. Impressed by her accuracy, I grabbed her by the butt and lifted her until she was properly aligned. We locked eyes as we coupled; her eyes grew visibly darker as I bounced her on my cock. After a couple minutes, I had to re-establish my grip, only to find my middle finger slipping into her tight ass. Her eyes widened and her pussy tightened as I established a cadence with my cock and middle digit. 

My traitorous legs and back forced me to retreat to the bedroom where I deposited my love on the bed. I stood at the end of the bed, my cock stiff and dripping with our juices. Britt kept eye contact as she crawled backwards on the bed. Tucking one pillow under her head and another under that sweet ass, she spread her legs wide and beckoned me with a crooked finger. Never breaking eye contact, I advanced on my knees until my cock was poised above her swollen pussy. A drop of pre-cum fell to her clit and she shivered at just that light touch.

Without a word, I rocked my hips and slid effortlessly to the hilt. My tip rested on her cervix as my balls kissed her puckered star. 

"I love you, "she whispered as I leaned over her and slid my hands under her arms and held her shoulders from below.

"I love you too," I said as I pulled her deeper onto my cock. I rocked in and out, rolling my hips, an obscene slurping sound coming from below. Still optically connected, we read each other's emotions. I watched as her eyes grew wider, heard her breathing quicken until she took one deep breath....... 

Her eyes rolled back as her pussy contracted, pulling me deeper, her cunt contracting, milking me for all I was worth as I came hard. I had to close my eyes to concentrate on not passing out. One, two, three, four times my cock pulsed, pumping my seed deep into my lover.

Cognizant of my full weight on her, I rolled us to our sides. Britt wrapped her legs under my ass, unwilling to become disconnected. Catching our breath, we nibbled on one another, our hands massaging whatever skin we could reach. 

Realizing we couldn't stay like this all night, Britt rolled me over onto my back, my spent cock reluctantly slipping out. Britt straddled my belly and rose up on her knees. Looking down, we both watched as our cum cocktail ran out of her pussy, pooling in and then running out my navel. Reaching down, she scooped up a bit on her finger and licked it, smiling at the taste. Reaching down, she scooped up another helping and fed it to me. I sucked on her finger, running my tongue all around it.

Backing up and leaning down, she licked and sucked the rest into her mouth. Sliding up my torso, we kissed and she shared our love, our tongues spreading it around. With one last kiss, she snuggled up to my side and whispered, "I love you and can't wait to share you with my friends."

My cock, worn out as it was; jerked a little at the thought. Britt sensed the movement, smiled and then drifted off to sleep.



Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 10



**Saturday Morning**

I knew when I went to bed last night that I wouldn't be able to sleep in. Today was the first day of our first photo shoot for my new company, Red Brick Photography or RBP for short. I should clarify that in ownership, it is my company; but without the help of Britt, my luscious blonde girlfriend, who was currently sprawled, bare-ass naked across me, it would still be just a hobby. I therefore usually refer to it as our company. 

Neither of us had moved during the night, physically drained after some incredible sex. In the short time we have been together, it has all been incredible. And it's not like we're consciously trying to out-do the last round, but between Britt's voracious sexual appetite and spontaneity and my goal to just try and keep up with her, well it just seems to get better and better; and today promised to follow that pattern. 

One of Britt's roommates, Gina, would be joining us today to help with the photo shoot. The subject matter is a classic black Chevy El Camino that will be part of a wall calendar for a local body shop. Britt and Gina will be posing with the car, scantily clad in matching black and white bikinis and high-heel shoes. 

I was informed last night that I was to expect, and had permission to help bring Gina's trepidation of the opposite sex to an end, or at least start in that direction. Gina's traumatic experience with an ex had driven her to play for the other team as it were, albeit a small team. She, Britt and the third musketeer, Kate, have lived a Sapphic lifestyle for the past year. That is until Britt and I happened. Since then I've had a tag-team hand job from Gina and Britt in a fancy steak house, and little Kate had her small hand stuffed down my pants while I fondled her little tits in the middle of a mall parking lot. I have also had my cock between the lips of both girls briefly as they were all involved in a ménage à trois which I was fortunate enough to photograph. Britt and I have basically fucked our brains out since we met. 

So here I lay, counting my lucky stars with a piss hard-on. I gently lifted arms and legs trying to slide out of underneath my lover. Britt grumbled and fought the sheets as I slipped off to the bathroom. Relieved and refreshed, I gargled a little mouthwash and returned to the bedroom, intending to grab a couple more Z's. The sight before me quickly changed my mind. 

Britt and I had previously discussed how a little pussy each morning instead of bacon and eggs might bring about some health benefits. So her being spread out, basically offering herself for the taking, I figured I'd go ahead and partake. I proceeded to carefully belly-crawl between her legs until I could reach her smooth shaved flower with my tongue. I licked around the perimeter of her outer lips, her aroma was intoxicating. Britt moaned and shifted a bit, her legs now conveniently spread a little wider. I ran my tongue up her slit, coaxing her inner lips out of hiding. Now a little bolder, I stiffened my tongue and went in search of her clit, slipping in under the little pink hood. This got the reaction I was looking for as she moaned again, her inner lips now peeking out. My tongue went back to work, delving within her center petals, gathering a bit of nectar which I spread over the rest of this lovely blossom. My lover moaned louder and bent one leg at the knee, spreading further yet and exposing her little puckered asshole. Unable to resist, I ran my tongue across it before stabbing at it with the tip of my tongue. 

Her hips bucked and she groaned as I felt her hand on the top of my head; I had been discovered. No longer concerned about disturbing her, I dove in for the main course. My tongue slid in and I lapped up her juices as my nose played with her clit. Her hand full of my hair, she pulled me into her, trying to fuck herself with my face. I was only too happy to oblige as I licked and sucked while she squirmed. 

I managed to get one hand up under my chin and my index finger slid inside, exploring and gently massaging. Britt's pussy flowed as her juices ran down her ass crack providing the lubrication I needed to slowly introduce my middle finger to her ass. I slowly fucked her pussy and ass with my right hand as my left crawled up in search of a stiff nipple. I found it and squeezed it as I took her equally stiff clit between my lips and suckled, tickling the tip with my tongue. This magical combination of synchronized licking, sucking, tweaking and fucking soon had her writhing on the mattress. 

I was in a headlock between her thighs that would make an Olympic wrestling coach proud. Britt cursed through her climax, "Oh you fucker! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck..." as one orgasm led to the next. Slowly, her grip on my head lessened as her pussy relinquished control of the rest of her body. I lapped up the leftovers before I moved up beside her and took her in my arms. We kissed and she licked my face like a mother cat. Satisfied that I was clean, she looked at me through heavy eyes; "So was that breakfast?"

I smiled back, "I'm not sure that 'The Pussy Diet' is going to work because I'm hungrier than when I started, but I love it as a first course." I pulled a sheet over us and we snuggled, swapping kisses and running our hands over each other, gently massaging.

"So how did you sleep," I inquired as I let my fingers play at the top of her butt crack. Britt purred as relished the attention.

"I slept like a rock. I don't think I woke up once until you got up."

"Well, I can attest that neither of us moved much. You were lying on top of me this morning just as you were last night. It's a great way to wake up in the morning, but I had to pee, so I'm sorry I woke you."

"Oh you didn't really wake me until you decided to have breakfast; now that is the way to wake up in the morning, "she smiled.

Glancing at the clock, I asked, "What time is Gina coming over?"

"I don't think we set a specific time. Let me text her and find out." Britt rolled over to reach the bedside table, displaying her beautiful backside. I rolled over too, hugging her from behind, nuzzling her neck with my cock nuzzling her ass. I played with her breasts as he giggled and squirmed trying to text while I played.

"I'm not sure what I finally sent. Between your dick and hands and auto-correct, God knows what it says." Britt managed to roll back over until we were face to face again. We kissed and fondled one another until we heard her Blackberry chime. 

"Shit, "she said when she realized she had put the phone back on the night stand. "Behave, "she admonished me as she rolled back over to retrieve the cell. Never a good listener, I grabbed an ass cheek with each hand as she tried to read the message. 

Britt laughed as she 'fought' to get away from my butt assault. "Gina knew it was me, but the message didn't make any sense. She wants me to just call her."

"Okay, so call, "I said as I had an arm around her waist, my fingers running around her belly button; "I'll behave."

"Yeah, right, "she replied as she hit 'G' for Gina. 

"Hi babe, "she said as Gina answered the phone. "Yeah, sorry about that; George was poking me in the ass with his dick and tweaking my nipples while I was trying to text."

"No, we're still in bed. We didn't know what time you were coming over this morning...... Oh, okay, that'll be fine....... What?......Oh, sure....."

Britt reached down and grabbed my cock and gave it a couple strokes; "Gina say's Hi."

I answered by sliding my hand down her belly to running my fingers over her pussy. Britt moaned into the phone as I said, "Tell her hello for me," as I nibbled on her ear.

"Unnnh...George says Hi too. What?.....No, he.....We'll talk when you get here.... Okay, see you then....Love you too."

My blonde vixen put her phone back on the table and rolled back into my arms and we made out like a couple high-schoolers. Taking my cock back in her hand, she said, "We have time to take care of this before Gina gets here."

I placed my hand on hers, "You know I'd like nothing better, but I really need to get set up and I think I'll save my strength for later," kissing her again.

Britt laughed as she rolled out of bed and walked, bare ass bouncing, toward the bathroom; "Pretty sure of yourself, aren't you?"

I sat up, watching her go through the door, my hard-on pointing at her, "Well last night you said....Ah hell," as I heard her continue to giggle.

**Mid Morning**

I'd grabbed a cup of coffee and a bagel and went to work setting up the lights and gathering up whatever I thought I needed from my upstairs studio. I'd opened the big door earlier, just enough for Gina to get her car through. This time she would at least have to brake before she came blasting into the warehouse; the girl has a bit of a lead foot. 

I was wet mopping an area in front of the painted floor which was part of the background I had built for the shoot. I heard a screech and a gnashing of gears as Gina rolled into the warehouse. Seriously, the girl drove like Charlise Theron in her Mini Cooper in the movie 'The Italian Job'. Britt met her at her car as she got out and they hugged and shared a long kiss. Britt had on her satin running shorts and a cropped wife-beater while Gina had on the shortest pair of daisy-dukes I've ever seen. She also had a little shirt with spaghetti straps that was at least two sizes too small. Walking over to where I was mopping, they tittered and giggled the whole way. I stopped long enough to get a long hug and kiss from Gina.

"So do you do windows too?" Britt kidded.

"No, I leave that for the hired help, "I answered as I swung the mop her way.

"Hey, "she yelped as she jumped out of the way. "No really, what are you doing?"

"What I'm doing, "I explained "is getting up all the dirt and dust off the floor, so that when we roll the car up onto the set, it won't leave any tracks. We'll have to wipe down the tires as we roll it onto this clean spot."

"Well aren't you the smart one, "Gina said. "And the walls here are pretty impressive too. Oh, "she said as she glanced to far corner of the building, "There's the car! Oh it's so pretty." 

"So, "said my partner in crime, "What can we do to help?"

"Well, the manual labor is about all done. If you want, go grab the keys to this hot rod and we'll get it in place."

As the girls ran off to the office to get the keys, I yelled after them, "And Gina is not allowed to drive it!"

The brunette stopped long enough to turn and stick her tongue out at me. After a few minutes they came back out with the keys and a couple bags, which I assumed contained the bikinis and the shoes. Britt handed me the keys, "Do you want to drive it or do you want me to?"

"I'll get it, "I said. "Would you grab that bucket of water and a couple of those old t-shirts and we'll wipe the treads down. We'll have to be careful too not to get any footprints on the floor either. I can Photoshop them out, but we might as well be try to do it right the first time."

I slid into the leather seat of the truck and fired it up. It sounded incredible with a throaty rumble as I idled it into position. I started to get out and help with the cleaning when Britt said, "Just stay there, we'll each get a side and you can roll it forward as we go."

"Sounds like a plan, "I said, proud that she was thinking about the most expedient way to get it done. I also enjoyed the view as both girls bent over, their butts pointed my way. They both straightened up and smiled knowingly at me as they had me move forward. It didn't take but a couple minutes to get all four wheels on the clean floor area. I shut it down and started to step out when I heard, "Get those dirty shoes off before you step on our nice clean floor."

I could do nothing but laugh and say, "Yes Mam." I dutifully removed my shoes and walked around the car, looking for flaws and trying to figure out the best angles to shoot it. "I think we'll just move it in at an angle across the corner with the driver's side facing out. That way we can shoot the nose and side and if we need to shoot the rear end, we'll have to turn it around."

"Okay, "the girls chimed. I got back in and moved it into place, careful not to twist the wheels when it wasn't moving. I got back out and looked it over again. "Looks good ladies; I just need to get the lights set and we're ready to rock and roll."

"So, I guess we'll get ready, "said my lovely assistant. "Do you care which suits we wear first?"

"I guess it doesn't matter because I haven't seen any of them anyway. Did you happen to get any that looked a little retro by chance?"

"Yeah, "said Gina, "we carry a line that has like boy shorts and the tops have more coverage, almost like a sports bra."

"Well, "I said, "the more skin the better as far as I'm concerned, but you never know. Tell you what; let's move from most revealing to least, figuring that if there are any marks left by straps or waist bands, odds are the next suit will cover them." 

"Boy, you do think of everything, don't you, "Gina smiled.

"Well, not everything, "I said as I smacked my forehead with the palm of my hand." I should have brought the modesty screen downstairs for you to change behind."

Both the girls nearly doubled over in laughter, "It's a bit late to worry about modesty with us don't you think, "Britt asked. She glanced at Gina who nodded and they both proceeded to strip down then and there. 

'Only in my wildest dreams' I said to myself as they turned to get the bags that held their bikinis and shoes. Two beautiful women, one blonde, one brunette, both with incredible bodies; maybe I should have gotten off this morning; because it looked like I'd have a hard-on all morning. 

I got a little reprieve while I set up the lights and got my camera ready. The girls were ready when I was and I don't think I've seen a lovelier sight. Britt, with her long blonde hair wore a black string bikini that tied at the hips and at her back on top. A very small triangular piece served the purpose on the bottom, while two equally small pieces revealed more than less of her ample C-cups. Gina's suit was of the same design but in white to contrast her darker skin tone and dark hair. The little isosceles triangles nearly lost the battle when it came to Gina's D-cups. They had brushed out each other's hair until it shined and did each other's makeup. The makeup was minimal, but it gave them a bit of a glow. 

As before, once I got them started on poses and they had an idea of what I wanted, they quickly took the lead and about all I had to do was focus and shoot. I took over 200 shots of the girls in this first round. They interacted with each other, teasing each other and me. There were a lot of shots that we all knew couldn't be used, but we took them anyway. On one shot, they were both bent over the hood, their butts out and their legs spread. Their gorgeous legs were tight and the little string that ran up their crack stretched taut over their little pink stars. If I wasn't trying to be a professional, I would have stepped up and rimmed them both, just because. The bulge in my shorts was obvious and the girls didn't pretend not to notice. 

"Alright, "I said, adjusting myself, "I think that is enough with that style. Are you ready for the next one?"

Britt walked up and kissed me while she grabbed my package through my shorts. "We're ready if you are, "she said.

Gina was bent over the bags and I instinctively snapped off a couple shots. Britt still had a hold of me and squeezed a little harder as I showed her the shot in the back of the camera. "Nice ass, "she yelled across the set.

Gina twisted to look at us and then gave herself a slap on the ass; "Glad you like it. Do you guys want some water "she asked as she held up a couple bottles?

"Sure, "we replied as we met her half way. "Show her the picture, "Britt told me. 

Gina moved to my side as I tilted the camera toward her. "Very nice if I do say so myself; so you're an ass man, are you?" as I felt her hand reaching for the front of my shorts.

Pausing to formulate a witty comeback, I found myself sandwiched between Britt's hand on my ass; evidently to block my retreat, and Gina's now on my crotch, palming my stiffness. Gina's stare was intense and her nostrils flared as she awaited my answer. 

Hell, I'd forgotten the question....focus, focus...oh yeah, ass man. Throwing witty to the wind, I answered; "Ass, legs, tits....I love the whole package,"

Squeezing my package, she licked her lips and responded, "Good answer, here's your water." 

Gina felt my cock throb as I took the water bottle from her. Giving me a parting tug, she stepped back as Britt gave my butt a pinch and turned to follow her girl back to where the clothes were. I dumbly stared after them, trying to twist the top off the water bottle.

I turned away to tweak the light placement a bit and listened as the girls talked and giggled as they changed into the next bikinis. These suits covered a little more territory and could be called one-piece in that they were sort of connected together with a couple crisscrossed strings across their firm midsections. 

"God, you girls are sexy, "I said as we went through the poses. The girls played off each other, pulling on strings and just teasing each other. I got a couple comical shots of them pulling each other's bottoms out and checking to see what lay within, a look of surprise on their faces. The girls were having a great time and we were getting some great shots. It was going to be difficult to cull though them and just pick out a few. If there is a problem with digital photography, that is it. Before I knew it, we had a couple hundred shots of them in these suits.

I glanced at my watch and saw it was nearly noon. "Do you girls want to stop for lunch? I'm sure we can scrounge up something."

"I could eat anytime, "Gina said as she took a drink of water. She then let out a yelp and splashed water down her front as Britt slapped her on the ass as she walked by. I watched in amusement as they chased each other around in a small circle. I also noticed the way Gina's skin glistened where she had spilled; then I glanced at the car and notice how the lacquer paint job also shimmered under the lights.

"Girls, girls, "I yelled, "I have an idea." Winded and with no clear winner, they gratefully stopped and looked my way.

"Do me a favor and go stand by the car." They dutifully went over and stood by the car. I walked up to them and took each by the hip and turned them to what I thought would be the optimum position. Then to their surprise, I cupped my hand on each of their stomachs and poured some of my water on them, spreading it around, careful not to get any on the floor. Still looking a bit bewildered, they stood there as I sprinted back to my shooting position and fired off a dozen shots.

I stood there and scrolled back through the shots to see if I got the look I thought I would. The girls quietly walked over and leaned in to see what I was looking at. "Oh, I get it," said Britt. "Look Gina, we shine just like the car does. That could look good babe, but we'll never stay wet long under these lights."

They both stared at me, trying to read my mind, when in unison we all proclaimed, "Oil!" They girls giggled and clapped. "Ooo, I've always wanted to oil wrestle, "said Gina.

Britt's eyes shined and with a devilish smile, she replied, "I was thinking more along the line of those Japanese massages where they use their bodies to massage with." Britt glanced down, proud to see that my dick thought that was a hell of an idea.

"If you girls wouldn't mind, how about changing back into the first suits. I have some baby oil that should work. We could do those shots real quick and then we can take a break?"

"And can we ask why you happen to have baby oil, "Britt inquired as Gina laughed along.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 10



"Never you mind," I answered. "You girls get changed and I'll go find the oil." I slipped on my shoes and went in search of the Johnson & Johnson's. I couldn't remember where I saw it last, so I tried in the bathroom first; no luck there. 'Must be up in the studio' I told myself, so up the stairs I went. 

Because of the odd acoustics of the warehouse, I could clearly hear the girl's conversation clear across the warehouse. 

Gina -- "So anyway, Kate was so fuckin' horny after George made her cum just by playing with her nipple and talking dirty to her." Britt- "So she really did cum when we thought she did?" Gina -- "Oh yeah, she said she had her hand around his cock and was thinking about how it would feel to fuck him. Then he told her he would have fucked her right there, it was just too much and she came from just having her titties played with." Britt- "Well George can have that effect on a girl. He got me off once by just running his fingers all over me. I was so fucking hot, I just exploded." Gina- "Fuck that is so hot. So are you still okay with this, you know, fooling around with George and all?" Britt- "You're as bad as he is; geez! I love both of you and I'm not worried about you taking him away from me. I think you need a real cock really bad and I know he would love that tight little cunt of yours. Besides, I'd love a three-way with you two. I really want you to eat my pussy while he fucks the shit out of you. It'll be fucking hot. Look, see, my pussy is already dripping!"

I glanced over the wall only to see Gina on her knees, her face buried in Britt's snatch. My favorite sex fiend was soon writhing on her best friend's face, her face red from holding back the scream of release. I stepped back and gave them a couple minutes to get their act together and then yelled out, "I found it!"

I walked back; acting like nothing had happened and I hadn't heard a thing. The girls were in the little string numbers once again, acting all nonchalant. Britt gave me a strange, knowing kind of grin and bent over to put on her heels. I love the way she openly teases. I stepped around her, giving her a little love swat and handed the baby oil to Gina. "Here you go. Let's just try a little on you first and see if it works."

"Thank you, "she said, plucking the bottle from my hand and giving me a quick kiss on the lips. There was no mistaking the taste of Britt on her lips. I played along and gave her that questioning puppy-dog head tilt. Gina smiled big and then turned toward Britt to apply the oil. 

Following my suggestion, they rubbed a little oil on each other's belly and assumed the same positions as before. I snapped off a couple shots and looked them over. The girls joined me again and I could smell the arousal. "That might be worth doing, "I said. "Let's go ahead and do it with these suits and then after lunch, we'll throw them on the big monitor and see how they really look."

"Okey, dokey," Britt replied, handing me the bottle. "You pour and we'll rub."

"Aww..." I pouted to their amusement. In retrospect, I don't think I could have gotten any harder applying the oil than I did watching them do each other.

Britt was on her knees, running her hands up and down Gina's long, muscular legs. "Damn girl, when was the last time you drug a razor over these things?"

Gina retorted, "Well if you spent any time at home, you'd be there to do it for me. You know I like your technique."

"Well this may be your lucky day. My boyfriend happens to be the best leg and pussy shaver ever, even better than you, so if you play your cards right, I may lend him to you."

Both girls were staring at me; I swear they could see my cock pulsing in my shorts. Clearing my head and my throat, I barked, "Okay ladies, are we ready?"

"Yes sir," came the reply as they took their position once more. Their bodies glistened under the lights, their muscles defined and the shadows enhanced. 

"Fuck, you girls are gorgeous." They moved through their routine; somehow their breasts looked even larger and I know my dick couldn't get any harder. For their final pose, they repeated the bent-over-the-hood stance, with legs wide spread. I moved in for a tighter shot and watched through the viewfinder as they each ran a hand over the other's glossy ass. Thankful for 16 GB memory cards, I captured slender, slick middle fingers sliding into tight, pink puckered assholes. I felt the pre-cum drip from my cock.

"Fuck me," I muttered as I finally acknowledged that they had stood up and turned toward me, waiting for direction. "I think that will do it, "I stuttered.

They smiled and walked away, their hands still on each other ass, fingers playing in the crack. After a couple minutes I heard Britt say, "We got a little oil on these suits. We should wash them right away."

"Okay, I guess, "Was all I could thing to say as they stripped off the suits, kicked off the high heels and then walked naked, hand-in-hand toward the house. Thankfully I had the wherewithal to reset the camera and get off a couple shots of the bare-assed beauties strolling through the expanse of the open building. It would later turn out to be one of my favorite shots.

**Back in the house**

I shut down the lights and grabbed my camera and headed to the house for something to eat. Stepping through the door, I heard water running, assuming it was the washing machine. What do I know? You don't throw delicate things like string bikinis in the washer? I followed the sound of running water and found them at the bathroom sinks, bare-ass and beautiful, their reflections in the mirror. Camera at the ready, I took a shot, the flash bouncing off the mirror. Both girls jumped at the explosion of light.

"Shit, you scared me, "Britt said, glaring at me in the mirror. Gina too looked like her heart had skipped a beat.

"Sorry, you just look so nice standing there, being all, you know, sexy domestic, washing clothes in the sink. I'd like to do a series of a sexy naked woman doing her domestic duties." I knew I'd put my foot in my mouth as Britt spun around.

"So are you one of those guys that thinks women should just be barefoot and pregnant, taking care of the house and kids and her husband?" 

Britt had me in a quandary once again. I couldn't tell whether she was serious or if she was play-acting. I glanced at Gina and I don't think she knew for sure either as she had a worried look on her face. Taking Gina's hand, they walked across the bathroom toward me, devilish determination in her eyes. Britt reached for my camera as she said, "Gina and I need to get this oil off us and she needs her legs shaved; Gina, take his clothes off please."

Trying to suppress her enthusiasm, Gina stepped up and grabbed the bottom of my shirt, pulling it upward. I heard the shutter release as my assistant decided to chronicle the event. Once my shirt was off, I looked over at Britt. Holding the big Nikon like a pro, I wished I had another camera. A luscious naked blonde, legs spread for stability with her identity hidden behind the camera; it made my cock throb, much to Gina's delight as she pushed my shorts and boxers to the floor. The camera sounded again and I locked eyes with the dark-eyed beauty running her hands down my side as she knelt in front of me. I placed my hand on her shoulder for balance as I lifted a foot to help her move the clothing aside. The silken hair atop her head brushed the underside of my cock as she moved from one side to the other. The undressing complete, Gina looked at the photographer as she grasped my hard-on and brought it to her lips. With pursed lips, she kissed the tip, sucking lightly. She giggled as my cock lurched in her hand. Looking up, she opened her mouth and took me in, her eyes finally closing as she took me into her throat. My trimmed pubes tickled her nose and my balls rested against her chin as her hands on my ass held me tight. I glanced over at Britt as she zoomed in; her nipples visibly pulsed and a fine line of her juices ran down the inside of her thigh.

Before it was too late, I coaxed Gina to her feet and kissed her, my cock sliding along her wet slit, my hands firmly planted on her ass. She shuddered though a small orgasm as our tongues mated. I reached out to Britt and she sat the camera down and we joined in a vertical three-way, kissing and caressing one another. My blonde love then broke from the group and led us to the shower. I was happy to let Britt take the lead as she turned on the regular shower and reached for the shampoo. 

Britt handed me the bottle and said to Gina, "Prepare to have your hair washed like never before." Gina quivered with anticipation as she ducked her head under the spray, soaking her hair. Britt held her hand out flat; "You get the front, I'll get the back."

"Hmm, tag-team hair washing; I like it," as I squeezed a generous amount of shampoo into her hand. I took my share in mine and stepped in front of Gina. Her nipples brushed my chest as I ran my hands through her hair, working up a lather. Britt snuggled up behind her and our hands mingled in the long brunette strands. We alternated, one minute I was massaging her scalp as Brit was running her fingers through her hair, grazing along her back, then we switched. Occasionally I would feel slick hands stray to Gina's breasts, playing with her erect nipples. When my hands were behind her back, I would occasionally wander, teasing Britt's nipples. Gina's moans were constant as she grew anxious, her hands moving constantly from lover to lover.

The wash cycle complete, Britt grabbed the hand-held shower and tilted our young amazons' head back to keep the soap out of her eyes. Her large breasts stood proud on her chest and I suckled on her as her blonde girlfriend massaged the soap from her long locks. Gina, with her eyes shut tight and biting her lower lip, groaned as she tried to ride the top of my cock.

Rinse complete, I kissed Gina before I turned her to face Britt. They kissed long and hard as I was worked in the conditioner by myself. The sound of fingers and pussies coming together could be heard over the sound of the shower. Ready to rinse again, I took the hand-held and leaned back, my dick slipping between her legs as I rinsed down her back. Fingers below surrounded my stiffness and my tip was introduced briefly to Gina's inner lips. Her body quaked at the contact and we both held her tight.

Gina actually glowed as we parted. Tears of bliss would have been evident if we hadn't been in the shower and Gina kissed us both; "I love you both," she said.

"We love you too," we replied. Britt leaned in to kiss me, whispering, "I love you so much."

Before I could respond, Gina asked, "Can we do her now?"

Britt jumped up and down as though we had just given her a pony. Handing me the bottle, she turned to face Gina, the she spun to me, then again to Gina. I took matters into my own hands and spun her back to face me. "Now behave, we still have a long pair of legs to do." I looked over her shoulders to see Gina smile at the thought. I reached for her hand and squeezed some shampoo into it. She sighed as she began to lather Britt's long locks. I worked from the front, falling into our routine although occasionally Gina would grasp my hand and we would work in unison. 

Anxious to move on to shaving her roommate's long gams, Britt hurried the wash and conditioning cycles. She led Gina to the bench while I stepped out to get a fresh razor. "Get two," Britt said over her shoulder. I'm sure that Gina's mind reeled at the thought; my dick did.

I returned to see Britt's lovely backside, kneeling at Gina's feet. I kicked on the steam generator for a minute to warm the shower back up. I put a couple towels on the floor and took up my post next to Britt. We smiled at each other and kissed as Gina looked on. Following her lead, I ran my hands up and down the dark-haired temptress's legs, stopping short at the top. Grasping an ankle each, Britt looked up at Gina and said, "Make a wish," at which point we each took our respective legs and spread them outward till they rested on our outside shoulders. Gina whooped, trying to steady herself as she found herself spread-eagle, her butt perched on the edge of the tile seat. 

Steadied, She chewed on her lower lip as she watched her best friend and lover and her soon-to-be-lover each running their hands up and around her legs, along the inside of her thighs, the blue shave gel now frothy white. Gina could feel her juices escape her perturbed pussy, running down to her puckered star. The feeling of the twin razors and the concentration evident on the faces of her lovers drew her to the edge. Her mind snapped back to the word 'Lovers,'... plural; her body stiffened in climax as they addressed her inner thighs at that same moment. 

We stopped and held her legs as we watched Gina come down from the peak, her juices now verily flowing from within. We kissed each other, as in victory, and then my sexy accomplice asked Gina, "Are you done now? We'd like to finish, my fucking knees are killing me."

Gina squinted at her and then she stuck out her tongue and said with a raspy voice, "Fuck you."

"Oh, that comes later," was Britt's quick reply. "C'mon Lover, let's finish up, these legs aren't going to get any shorter."

Gina giggled and squirmed as we finished up inside her thighs. Britt would tease her, rubbing a knuckle along her labia as she swiped the razor where the leg intersects the crotch. I stood up and stretched; my half-aroused member parallel to the floor. Britt playfully leaned over and took me into her mouth, biting down gently and then let go. I reprimanded her, shaking my finger at her, like she was a playful puppy. I retrieved the hand-held and I rinsed our customer as Britt held her legs wide. I teased Gina with the pulsing spray, but stopped when we were well rinsed. 

Gina, thinking we were done began to get up when Britt placed her hand on her belly and sat her back down, "We're not done yet, "she smiled an evil smile. Gina's eyes grew large as she looked down at her own pussy and then back up. Britt smiled and nodded in the affirmative; Gina shuddered once more.

Still standing, I reached down and handed Britt the can of gel. She unceremoniously squirted a bit straight onto her roomies distended lips and Gina squealed at the sensation. Matter-of-factly, Britt then rubbed the gel around until it foamed. Gina squirmed and clinched continuously under Britt's hand. There was a short reprieve as Britt stood and stretched, twisting at the waist. I took the opportunity to snag a nipple between my lips when it came my way. My love held my head to her breast for a moment and then released it, her lips now on a bee-line course to mine. 

I honestly thought, as I'm sure Gina did, that as soon as our blonde aggressor worked out the kinks, she would settle in and complete the job. Instead, with great flourish, she handed me the razor and said, "Sir, the mission is yours to complete."

With a smile like I had never seen on her face, Gina, slid further forward on the bench, grabbed both legs behind the knees and spread herself wide. It was about the sexiest and most obscene sight I had seen since, well the first time I shaved Britt's succulent snatch. I dropped back to my knees as Britt sat beside her and latched onto her left leg, always willing to lend a hand. They made out briefly until I cleared my throat, announcing I was ready to proceed. Both stared down intently as I used my left hand to stretch and smooth an area, deftly manipulating the razor around her outer lips and upward onto her lower belly. Running my fingers through her lips, I searched for stray hairs. Her pink clit peaked out, curious as to the goings on and I ran my index finger over it, sending a shiver up her spine. 

Satisfied that the pussy region was now completely deforested, I nodded to my blonde accomplice who proceeded to lift and push Gina's leg away until she rested on one butt cheek, leaving her inviting asshole open for inspection. Gina gasped; "Oh fuck!" as her mind reeled anticipating the next move. Not one to prolong the agony of anticipation, I showed her the squirt can of gel and her little star winked at me. I smiled as I shook the can and then took aim. At point-blank range, I couldn't miss and the cool gel hit the mark, making her jump. Sitting the can on the floor, I ran my index finger around and around. Her pussy and anus both tightened and relaxed; inviting a visitor. Spying a few stray curlies, I made a couple passes making quick work of the job.  

"That should do it," I announced. "Just a final rinse and we're done." I picked up the shower head and let the pulsing waters rinse away the foam. I turned off the water and started to stand when Britt chimed in.

"Aren't you forgetting something," she asked? I cocked my head in reply and she answered, "The final inspection, silly."

"Oh yeah," I nodded. I looked up over Gina's D-cups and she was again biting on her lower lip. I smiled at her as I ducked down and drew my tongue up across her asshole, over the taint and all the way up her sweet pussy, finishing with a long sucking kiss of her clit. Her body stiffened and she inhaled as her pussy convulsed. I moved back down, sliding my tongue between her inner lips, probing as deep as my tongue was long. Her pussy walls grasped at it, drawing it inward. 

"Oh Fuck Me," she cried as my tongue danced inside her. I looked up to see that Britt had leaned over and had one of Gina's nipples in her mouth, trying to give her a tit hickey. Gina's entire body undulated in orgasm. My face in her pussy and Britt's hold on her leg is the only thing that kept Gina off the shower floor. Her climax slowly subsiding, I backed off, cleaning up my mess as I went along, but I couldn't leave without a proper good-bye to her tight little pucker. My tongue found its way and stabbed at her ass, prying my way in. Gina reached down and pushed my head in, making sure I didn't leave before she was ready. 

Finally spent and sore from being bent double for the last half hour or so, we all relaxed. I massaged her long legs, rubbing her feet and sucking on each of her toes. She was too tired to try and get away, no matter how much it tickled.

I managed to get back on my feet and pulled Britt to hers, "Upsy-daisy." We kissed for a few moments and then turned our attention to Gina, who looked like she had just run a marathon, but she had a big grin on her face. We each took a hand and hoisted her up. She wrapped her arms around our shoulders and gave us both long, but tired kisses. "God, I love you guys," and a little tear rolled down her cheek. 

I pulled them both toward the door and into the bathroom. We slowly dried one another, too tired to do anything but that. I combed the knots out of both of their hair as they hugged one another, whispering and sharing soft kisses. I handed them both towels and said, "Do that thing you do when you wrap up your hair when it is still wet." They laughed at me, and then wrapped their long hair; I was too tired to dry one, much less two heads of hair.

I took their hands and said, "follow me," and led them into the bedroom. Without prompting or explanation, we all three crawled up onto the bed and collapsed, me in the middle with a gorgeous woman in each arm. I don't think you could have counted to three before we were all sawing logs. 

**A couple hours later**

I woke a couple hours later. I was cold and all alone. 'What the fuck?' I asked myself. I know I came to bed wrapped in soft voluptuous women. My stomach growled in hunger as my two bedmates came through the door, "Geez babe, we could hear that down the hall." Still gloriously naked, but having lost the towels on their heads, they carried with them plates of fruit and cheese and a bottle of wine. I pushed myself up against the headboard, admiring my servers. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 10



Gina sat her plates on the bedside table. Her profile is absolute perfection with firm breasts that seem to defy gravity with perky nipples. Her stomach is table flat and she has the perfect little belly button. Her butt fits her perfectly and then there are the legs. Just thinking about them wrapped around me woke up my little buddy. I heard Britt snicker as she caught me checking out her roommate. She sat her plates on the other table, "See anything you like," she kidded. After she safely had the wine bottle sat down, I reached over and grabbed her, pulling her onto the bed. We wrestled a bit, tickling and groping. Britt took a shot at grabbing my dick, an illegal move if there was one, so I rolled away from her. Gina stood at the edge of the bed, laughing and clapping, cheering on her friend. 

Before she knew it, I had her on top of us, my hands tickling her ribs; "and what do you think is so funny," I asked as she laughed, trying to get away. It didn't take but about a minute before they had joined forces and I knew I was out-gunned. "Uncle, Uncle," I proclaimed as twenty fingers tickled me into submission. I leaned back against the headboard and they both snuggled up to me, catching our breath.

"I woke up first and wanted to serve you guy's lunch in bed, "Gina said as she ran her hand across my belly, playing with my navel; but I guess I woke up Wonder Woman here," pointing at Britt who had her arm draped across my chest, her face buried in my neck, nibbling away.

"Wonder Woman," I asked as I received a little nip on the neck.

"Yeah, "Gina continued, "that's what Kate calls her since she hooked up with you."

My quizzical look led Gina to continue further. "Well your girlfriend here is the ringleader of our little band. She brought us together here for school and has kept us on the straight and narrow. I was pretty withdrawn and pissed off at guys after high school and Kate was raised like in a nunnery or something. Anyway, Miss Brittany has been our rock and we've all become great friends and would do anything for her and each other."

"Okay," I said, "I get all that and as far as I'm concerned, she is Wonder Woman in more ways than one, but how did our innocent little minx come to call blondie here Wonder Woman?"

"I think Kate is just a bit in awe of how Britt is with us and can also be with you and the business; I don't know, it's just like whatever Britt decides to do, she does it and she does it well. I don't know how else to put it; she has done so much for us and we love her and would do absolutely anything for her."

I heard a little sniffle and saw a little tear roll done my girl's cheek. I hugged them both tighter; "I know how you feel Gina. She has changed my life and I would do anything for her," kissing the top of her head, "and her friends," as I kissed Gina's.  

Now I had beautiful naked women on both sides of me, sniffling back tears. I gave it another minute and said, "So, what's to eat?" That got me a couple finger jabs followed by a three-way French kiss; a little sloppy but a lot of fun.

We sat up a little straighter and the girls served up the cheese and fruit and poured the wine. There was a little silence as we nibbled and sipped. Gina looked around the room and commented on the big screen on the opposite wall; "That has to be the biggest T.V. I've ever seen in a bedroom."

"Yeah," said Britt, popping grape in her mouth, "You should see porn on that thing, it's like being there."

"Oh, that's right, the shipwreck scene you told us about; I've gotten off a couple times just thinking about that one," Gina said as she played with one of her nipples. "Maybe we can pretend we're stranded on a desert island?" 

My dick was now pointing toward the heavens as my two angels took my wine glass from me and sat it and the food back on the tables. The girls then turned back to face one another, me in the middle. They took turns giving me a kiss and then leaned over and kissed each other ravenously. I ran my hands over their bare backs as I felt two hands stroking my cock and balls. 

We gradually slid down the bed until we were again lying flat. I was now the one that was spread-eagle and the girls each straddled a leg, Britt on my right and Gina on the left. The kissing was a random swapping of tongues and lips as pussies rubbed against my legs and two soft hands stroked me. Both my legs were slick with their juices as I felt them both spasm, their kissing intensifying. Slowing, they paused to catch their breath and with both heads on my chest, facing each other, Britt asked her best friend, "Are you ready?"

Gina nodded in the affirmative and then kissed my chest and looked up to meet my gaze. Britt tilted her head toward me and asked the question again. I answered by squeezing the ass cheeks that my hands seem to naturally gravitate to. Britt scooted up and kissed me, "I love you." and then sat up. Gina followed suit, sliding up my torso until we were face to face; "I love you too," kissing me softly. Sitting up she leaned over and pulled Britt to her, blonde and brunette hair blending and dangling on my chest; "II love you most of all."

Britt moved off to my side and drug Gina up until she was straddling my belly. I ran my hands up her sides and ended up holding two firm breasts, molding them, stroking her nipples. Gina stared at me intently as I felt two lips take my cock between them, slathering me up. Satisfied that I was ready, Britt hugged her best friend, her hand on her taut belly and said, "Back up baby."

Ever obedient, the buxom brunette rose slightly on her knees and slid back as her best friend held my cock, guiding us into position. Gina closed her eyes and shivered as Britt ran the tip of my cock through her roomie's wet inner lips, pausing to tease the erect clit. There was a pause as Britt positioned Gina and I. The head of my rigid member nestled at her entrance; Gina opened her eyes and reached her hands out to me. I reached up and our fingers meshed, hands palm to palm. With our eyes locked together, Gina slowly enveloped my cock. "Oh my god," she moaned as her anxious pussy consumed me. Britt coddled my balls as Gina successfully bottomed out; my short pubes tickled her clit as she rocked gently, making sure she was fully seated. Her pussy was tight and almost uncomfortably hot; I could feel her rapid heartbeat along my entire length. 

Gina stared right through me and her fingers locked tighter as she cautiously pushed up, exposing an inch or two of juice-coated cock. Exhaling she dropped down, our connection complete once more. Judiciously, she developed a cadence with each lift slightly higher than the last until only the crown of my cock rested at her entrance. We both twitched as Britt traced her tongue up my shaft, slipping it in alongside, Gina being licked and fucked at the same time. Britt rode out the descent as long as she could as Gina captured me entirely once more. 

Gina pushed my arms back as she leaned down, her tits compressed on my chest. Nose to nose, she rocked her hips, my cock stirring her juices. Her eyes spoke her feelings, her lips busy on mine. I could feel Britt's tongue licking whatever bit of my cock that Gina was willing to expose for her. Gina was about to say something when she squealed, "She's licking my asshole...aww Fuck me!"

I managed to free my hands from her grasp and worked my way down to her butt cheeks. Grabbing hold, I spread her wide giving our blonde lover better access. Gina grabbed my shoulders for leverage and began fucking me as I fucked her, my hips bucking. "Oh...your...cock...feels...so...good,' she panted. Britt held on for the ride, her face buried between her childhood friend's ass cheeks, tongue fucking her puckered hole. Gina panted and mumbled to no-one in particular; "Fuck your cock...Fuck my cunt...Fuck my ass...unh,unh,unh,unh.....Ohhhh FFFUUCCCKKK!!!" She screamed as her body convulsed, her pussy rippling over my cock. I held her tight as we all caught our collective breaths. I relinquished my hold as I felt Britt kiss my hands before sliding up beside us. 

Gina's breath was hot on my neck, her body molded to mine, my cock still nesting inside her. I ran my hand up and down the brunette's long torso, sending shivers down her spine. She kissed my neck, "I love your cock," she whispered, her pussy hugging me tight.

In my other ear I heard, "I knew she would, and I love you for making her happy."

"My pleasure," I replied as I petted them both. 

Gina lifted up slightly and asked sheepishly, "You didn't cum, did you."

"I was concentrating on other things," I replied, sneaking a kiss.

"I didn't cum either," said our blonde partner.

Gina giggled and then pulled Britt across me, kissing her deeply. "Eww.... ass kiss," I joked as they frenched each other. Hearing my comment, they broke free of one another and then attacked me, another three-way french-fest; tongues and lips everywhere.  

Kissed out, I reluctantly let Gina roll off me; my cock now at half staff, glistening with her cum. Britt immediately swung around and took me in her mouth, energetically cleaning me up. Gina joined her, kissing and licking my dick and each other. I ran my hands up and down their thighs, my fingers brushing their dripping cunts with each pass. I soon had two fingers buried in each of them, fingering them slowly as they brought me to my maximum length. 

Without warning, Gina sat upright and pulled my lover off my cock. "Here, lay down on your back here," she directed. Britt did as she was told; her eye's now as dark as can be. Gina spread my girlfriend's legs wide and slid a pillow under her butt, her intent quite clear. Taking her spot between Britt's wide-spread limbs, Gina presented her ass to me. Reaching back, she spread her pussy lips apart, her pink insides shiny with her excitement. 

"I'm going to eat our girl's pussy and finger her ass until she begs me to stop." Turning, she ran her tongue inside Britt's wet snatch, slurping loudly. "And," turning back to me as she strummed the blonde's clit with her thumb, "You're going to take your big dick and fuck me till we both cum and I feel your cum fill my pussy until it overflows; think you can do that?"

I nodded dumbly and stroked my cock as I watched Gina's tongue slide back between the smooth wet lips I have come to love and feast on. Britt's eyes were intense as she stared at me, as though attempting to tell me something telepathically. I winked at her as I turned my attention back to the beautiful butt that was so proudly pointed my way. Grabbing a hemisphere in each hand, I spread her cheeks wide, like splitting a freshly peeled orange in two. Her inner lips were swelled and her little pink star puckered as she worked her magic on Britt, who was moaning, her hands mauling her own breasts. 

I reached down and spread Gina's pussy wide, her entry gaping lewdly. Gina paused from her feasting, sensing her pornographic pose. She looked at me with want and disdain at the same time. Without hesitation, I took her in my mouth, my tongue reaching, my chin rubbing her clit. "Ah Fuck," she groaned, returning to her Sapphic task. 

Figuring that Britt had a pretty good head start, I ran the head of my restless cock between Gina's lips, generously spreading her essence. I played with her ass, playfully poking as she squirmed to elude the mock attempt at entry. Done teasing, I settled my cock at her vaginal portal, head resting on her pulsing lips. I slid in slowly, just until the tip disappeared, then withdrew. I did this a few times until Gina became anxious, arching her long, muscular back to push backward. I swatted her butt, eliciting a gurgling moan, and then slid in a few more inches, playing the same game some more. 

It was clear that she had had enough play time when she pulled herself from Britt's writhing crotch once more. Her face was wet from Britt's juices and I watched as she was plunging two fingers in and out of her ass while her thumb abused her pussy. Looking back at Gina, I grabbed her ample hips and drove my cock home. An orgasm rolled through her as I picked up the pace and rode her hard. 

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck," she groaned, her head back down between Britt's thighs. With each thrust, I drove the brunette forward, forcing her deeper into Britt, who was now in a state of constant orgasm. 

"Eat me," she screamed. "Eat my cunt baby.....Oh God, Oh Fuck!" Her body shook as she pushed back at the headboard, her mouth open, taking in gasping breaths. Gina's cunt began to tense, signaling a final crescendo. Sweat dripped from my nose and I watched it land on that inviting asshole. 

They say timing is everything and I don't think ours could have been any better. I ran my thumb around her rim, her ass puckering in and out with each stroke of my cock. Satisfied that we had enough lubrication, I slowly worked my thumb in, in perfect step with my swelling cock. Her pussy grew tighter with each stroke, slower and closer to climax. With my thumb now buried deep inside her steamy ass, I could feel my cock through the thin wall that separated them. I managed a couple more driving thrusts when, like a California earthquake, there was a brief silence and then all hell broke loose. 

My cock erupted, sending volumes of hot seed deep inside her. My body stiffened, her orgasm pulled me in, threatening to dislocate my thumb, stretching my cock taut. "Oh God, Oh God, Oh God," she cried, her body in spasm as she collapsed, sliding on Britt's sweat covered belly until her head rested on her breasts. I could only follow, captured as I was, until we both lay flat, Britt bearing the load, still coming down from her own climax. 

Conscious of Britt's position, I wrapped an arm around Gina's belly and rolled us onto our side, leaving Gina still firmly pressed against her. My dick was unwilling to leave and I pulled my new lover's leg up over mine. Her pussy clinched as I thrust in slightly, making sure I was still firmly mated. 

I must have drifted off because the next sensation I had was that of someone gently sucking my spent cock. Willing my eyes open, I lifted my head to see Gina on all fours, cleaning me with her tongue while Britt was on her back, Gina's pussy planted on her face and Britt happily lapping and sucking our combined juices from Gina's marvelous cunt. Satisfied that she had retrieved it all, she crawled over with her mouth full, pushed Gina on her back, her head on my belly and I watched with fascination as they shared a special cocktail. 

Finished with their dessert, they snuggled back up beside me as I wrapped an arm around each and drew them in tight. Britt leaned in and kissed me,"Sorry babe, I guess we didn't want to share. You and her taste pretty good together though," she giggled. 

I turned my head to face Gina, who was visibly blushing. I kissed her; "Thank you," I said. "I don't know what else to say that won't get me in trouble with you-know-who." That got me a poke in the ribs from my blonde beauty. 

"C'mon stud, just tell her she's the best fuck you've had all day, "Britt laughed.

Gina smiled and then whispered to me under the cover of Britt's laughter, "You are the best I have had, ever. Thank you," as her eyes teared up. I hugged her tighter and kissed away her tears. My heart ached a little thinking about what this beautiful woman must have gone through with her ex. I hoped that what Britt had set up between us would help Gina get over her past.

Gina reached out across my chest and stroked Britt's face, brushing her hair from her eyes. "Thank you baby; for this and all the time we have been friends. I love you and......I love George. You really have something special here in him," she said as she drew circles on my chest with her finger, "and I hope someday I can find someone like him."

"Oh baby," Britt replied, also running her finger around on my chest before holding Gina's hand. "Someone will come along and you'll know it when he does, just like I knew it when I first found my man here." Kissing my side, she continued, "but until then, you will always have me, and Kate and if he behaves himself, George here," poking me in the ribs once more.

"Oh God, I love you both so much, "Gina cried as she climbed on top of both of us, kissing and hugging. We kissed and hugged her back and my one free hand found its way to Gina's butt, caressing and running my finger along her crack when I encountered another hand doing the same on the other side. Gina shivered and fell silent as we listened to our blonde lover purr.

**Some time later that afternoon**

I woke from a little snooze, Britt snuggled up to my left and Gina sprawled across us both, sound asleep. Britt sensed I was awake and whispered, "That was pretty awesome. I could really get used to this threesome routine. Watching you fuck her pussy just made me hotter. And watching your face when you came as she ate me... it just made me cum that much harder."

"Yeah," I kidded, "I could probably do that again."

"Yeah, I'll bet and I don't want to get your hopes up, but I can see the possibility of a foursome sometime soon," she snickered.

My cock stiffened and lurched at the thought. "That tickles," came a voice from under a cover of brunette hair. Gina turned to Britt as she brushed the hair out of her way, "George's cock tickled me when you mentioned him getting to fuck Kate too."

Gina slid off me and took her place on my other side again. I found myself in both their hands again, ramrod straight as they fondled me. "So," Britt asked, "do you think Kate would like to fuck our boy here?"

"Are you fuckin' kidding me?" as her hand played with my balls. "After she had her hand wrapped around his dick and he made her cum on the hood of that car, we went home and she had me put on the strap-on and bend her over the dining table and pretend I was George. I fucked her so hard that we slid the table all the way into the living room."

The girls laughed as I imagined the petite Kate, bent over a table, her toes not quite touching the floor as I fucked her from behind, a handful of her black hair in each of my hands. I glanced over at the clock on the table, "Holy shit, it's almost 4 o'clock. Come on girls," I said as I broke free and slid off the end of the bed, "unless you want to come back tomorrow, we have two more suits to shoot and I still haven't looked at the baby-oil version we did."

I turned to see if they were getting up, only to find them making out again, their legs intertwined, bare pussy to bare pussy, grinding against each other. I was about to turn back toward the bathroom when I spotted the camera setting where Britt had left it earlier. Being a photographer, I really had no option but to take a few shots of the girls. Anxious to get back to work, I set the camera on the dresser and said, "Okay, let's get back to work. I'm going to take a quick shower."

I half expected the pair to follow close behind, but no such luck. Probably just as well as it would only have prolonged the shower session and my water bill was going to be through the roof as it was. I toweled off and went back into the bedroom. There they were, still a tangle of arms, legs and long hair, soundly sleeping. Any other time I would have left them alone or more likely, joined them, but we really need to get this photo shoot done. While I was in the shower, I remembered that Gina had to work tomorrow, Sunday, so it really needed to get done today so that we could send the car back on Monday.

Standing on Gina's side of the bed, I ran my hand up and down the length of her incredible body, trying to wake her slowly. She stirred as I passed over the inside of her knees so I paused there a minute, running my fingers over the area. Then I moved on up the back of her thigh and then up over her butt cheek, kneading it lightly. She squirmed a bit more, stretching out her legs, pointing her toes. My fingers explored the top of her butt crack, a favorite spot, and then detoured to the dimples on her lower back. As I ran my hand up her spine, she stretched again, this time her arms up over her head. The side of her breast and a bit of nipple shown and I ran my fingers up and pinched it lightly. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 10



That got her full attention and she rolled onto her back, raising both arms up to me. I leaned in and she hugged me and we kissed; warm, wet passionate kisses. "You need to get up now," I said. "We need to finish shooting because you have to work at the store tomorrow, right?"

Gina put on a pouty face, "I don't wanna." I tried to straighten back up but she kept her arms around my neck, determined to change my mind.

"C'mon," I said, struggling against her hold, "Take a quick shower and then we can get the last suits done. I'll make you girls' dinner when we're through." It didn't seem like the offer of a home cooked meal was going to persuade her, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. Without warning I leaned in, put one arm under her back and the other under her knees and before she knew it, I had her up and over my shoulder. She squealed, kicking her legs and slapping my back, trying to get away. I gave her a quick swat on the butt, which took her completely by surprise and she was silent. Worried that I had overstepped my bounds, I stalled until I heard Britt laughing and saying, "No sense fighting him baby, he has you where he wants you now."

I was running my hand over the cheek I had spanked, slipping my finger tips inside her ass crack. Trying to disguise her moan of pleasure, she said, "Okay caveman, I'm yours. Take me to the shower."

Still laughing at her friends' predicament, Britt jumped off the bed, taunting Gina as she followed us into the bathroom. I set Gina back on her feet at the entrance of the shower, turned her to face it and with another little slap on the butt, I said, "Make it quick and don't get your hair wet." She turned her head and stuck her tongue out at me. I gave her another little pop on the ass and she jumped and giggled as she stepped through the door. Britt was beside me, laughing at her friend when I gave her a little love-slap on the butt, "You too blondie." She scowled at me, and then laughed and jumped in my arms, her legs wrapped around my waist, kissing me. I walked her to the shower door and tried to pry her loose, "I've already had my shower. You two get rinsed off and your hair straightened out and I'll meet you upstairs. I'm going to look over what we have so far."

Relenting, she unwrapped her legs and I set her down, but not before a good butt massage. She turned to walk in the shower and I reminded them, "Make it quick and no fooling around." Britt's response was to take Gina in her arms and they kissed, hands everywhere, writhing against each other. I looked on for a minute and then shook my head, turned and headed out of the bathroom. Laughing and giggling was all I heard till I made it out the front door.

Surprisingly, in about twenty minutes, the girls came prancing upstairs looking beautiful dressed in only a couple of my t-shirts. Women's bare legs and butts always seem to look better protruding from the bottom of a man's shirt. One of those strange anomalies I guess. I was going through the pictures on the big monitor as Gina pulled up the other office chair and Britt planted herself in my lap. 

"So, how do they look, "she asked, squirming to make herself comfortable and me uncomfortable? I scrolled through them pretty quick, stopping when one caught my eye. The girls commented on them as we went along, particularly interested in those that we wouldn't be able to publish. "Oh Gina, you look so hot there!" "God, look how big my butt looks!" "Your tits are gorgeous in that one!" "Look how long your legs look!" "I think we should put that one in the calendar!"

On and on they went until we came to the shot of them bent over the hood of the car and all you saw was legs, butts, a little bit of swimsuit and most importantly, two puckered stars trying to hide behind a narrow thread. Britt squeezed my arm, causing me to stop on that shot. The girls stared at it in silence until Gina said, "That is so fucking sexy. You wouldn't know that it's us."

"Yeah, I think I would," I interjected

Gina slapped my arm, "Well yeah you would, you ass-man you, but fuck, that is hot. The lighting is perfect and the colors and look at my girl's legs. I could just lick my way from the bottom to the top and then lick that ass all day."

Britt giggled as I involuntarily responded to Gina's remark. "George's dick agrees," wiggling in my lap. "Your legs look incredible too. And your ass; you can't imagine how much I love burying my face in your butt.... Oooo George, behave!"

As I was about to move to the next shot, Gina asked, "Babe, do you think I could get a big print of that? I want to hang it up somewhere where I can see it all the time. Looking at it is making me wet."

We both looked over at our brunette partner and Britt asked, "Which 'Babe' are you asking?"

Gina blushed a bit, "God, you can be such a pill. Well let's see, you work for Red Brick Photography, so if I'm nice to you, you could probably get me a print."

"Now, wait a minute, "I said, "As the owner of RBP, I have the final word of what happens with my photos. I think that if you want a print, you better be nice to me, "I said with a big grin.

Gina smiled deviously and stood up beside me. Bending down, she took my head in hands and gave me a toe-curling, cock-stiffening kiss. Gina moaned into the kiss, which I later found out was because Britt was palming hers tits while she kissed me.

Breaking from the kiss, she looked at me inquisitively. "Yeah, "I said, being kind of cocky, "That'll get you and 8x10."

Britt laughed out loud and Gina said,"Oh, so that's how it goes; so a blow job will get me what?"

"I don't know," playing along, "11x14?"

Britt was still laughing, and slowed down enough to say, "Babe, if you want a print as big as I think you want, you might as well offer him your ass right now."

Gina's eyes grew big as did my cock. Britt smiled at me as she wiggled against it. "So, you think I should let you put your big cock in that little hole there," She asked, touching hers on the picture.

"Well, I've already had in that hole," touching Britt's sweet pucker on the screen, "so yeah, I think I would like to put my big dick in that hole," touching her tight hole on the screen.

Gina's body quaked a little as I touched the screen, "Ah fuck... deal!" And then she laid another kiss on me that had my cock knocking at Britt's back door. Britt nibbled on my ear as Gina tried to suck the breath out of me. 

Catching our breath, Britt asked Gina, whose face was still right in ours,"Did you cum when he fingered your ass on the monitor?"

"Oh, shut up, "she answered, embarrassed and then kissed Britt hard. I sat there taking it all in, feeling pretty proud of myself; and pretty fucking lucky to boot.

Finally, all the fooling around was done, and we got serious and got the last pairs of bikini's shot. They were all sexy in their own way, and the girls were much better behaved because it was getting late and we were all beginning to feel it. It was almost 7:00 when Gina's cell rang; it was Kate.

"Hi Katie, are you home? No, we just finished up. Yeah, it went really well. Yeah, I'll tell you all about it when I get home. No, we both have to work tomorrow and I'm beat; George is a real slave driver, and his assistant is a pain in the ass." She winked at us, laughing as she listened to Kate and I held Britt back from launching a tickle-attack on her best friend. 

"Okay," she continued, "Should I grab something to eat on the way home? Okay, that'll work. Okay, I love you." 

"We love you too," Britt shouted from across the set.

"Okay," laughing, "Okay, I'll do it. I'll see you in a bit. Alright, love you," finally hitting 'end'.

Gina walked back to us, sipping on a bottle of water. "Sounds like Kate had a good day at work, she sure sounded wound up."

"Well I'm glad it worked out for you guys to work at John's store. I know he thinks the world of you two. So, I can't make you dinner?"

"Thanks, but no," Gina answered. "I should get home and rest up for tomorrow. If I stay here, no telling what kind of trouble I might get into, "she smiled. 

We started wrapping it up. I took care of the lights and the gear as the girls got dressed back in their shorts and shirts and gathered up the clothes and shoes. Back at the house, we walked Gina out to her car to say goodnight.

"Are you coming home tonight," Gina asked Britt. Britt glanced at me for a second, not having given it a thought.

"If it's okay with the boss, I think I'll stay here tonight. We have a lot of photos to go through tomorrow and I have some other things I've been putting off doing." She looked back at me for approval and I just smiled, squeezing her hand.

"Okay then, well Kate asked me to give you a good night kiss in case you weren't coming home," and proceeded to give Britt a none-too-chaste kiss goodnight.

Gina then turned to me and stared at me for a moment and then said, "She asked me to give you something too."

I was prepared for one more dick-straightening kiss when Gina dropped to her knees, pulled my shorts with her and took my cock in her mouth. I sucked in a deep breath, completely taken by surprise and it must have shown in my face as Britt smiled at me, kissing me before dropping down next to her best friend. They took turns sucking my cock, the other taking my balls in her mouth. Thankfully I was able to lean against Gina's car as I got a little dizzy as I held both of the backs of their heads and came with a jerk that drove my cock into the throat of whichever one got in that final stroke. I couldn't open my eyes to see who was sucking the life out of me. Finally, I glanced down and focused on them kissing and sharing my load and then cleaning up after themselves, each licking up and down my cock. 

Drained, I coaxed them both up to hug them and kiss them both. Kissing Gina, I said, "Thank Kate for the kiss and tell her I look forward to kissing her goodnight soon," and kissed her once more.

A little teary eyed, the girls kissed goodnight once more and I closed the big door as we watched Gina's tail lights disappear down the street.



Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 11



**Sunday Morning**

Ah, now this is how a guy is supposed to wake up in the morning; snuggled up against a beautiful blonde, your morning wood wedged in her butt crack, one arm under her pillow and the other around her waist with a c-cup firmly planted in your hand. I nuzzled at her neck through the tangle of hair and she shimmied on my dick and squeezed the hand holding her breast; "Good morning stud," she mumbled.

"Good morning lover," pulling her tighter and nibbling on her neck. We laid there and hugged, silent, listening to the others breathing. After a few more minutes, I began to get fidgety; I needed to get up and pee, but I was just way to comfortable. 

I heard Britt snicker as she clinched her butt cheeks. "Whatza' matter, does my big boy need to get up and tinkle?"

She wasn't snickering anymore as I pinched her nipple and rolled away from her as she rolled to get free of my grasp. I hit the floor and ran to the bathroom with her close behind. "C'mere you!" she shouted.

I thought I was safe when I made it to the toilet and threw up the seat; wrong! Just as I was about to find relief, Britt slid into me from behind causing me to throw my hands up against the wall to brace myself. In the blink of an eye, I was poised like I was being patted down by the cops, but my captor had already found what she was looking for. One arm was around my waist, hugging me tight while her other hand was gripping my morning wood which was straining to let loose, but couldn't. We both stood there silently for a moment, waiting for the next move the other was going to make.

Britt poked her head around my side, looking at my cock in her hand and shook it, "C'mon, pee already."

I was starting to feel a bit of a strain as she was basically stroking my cock, "Uh sweetie, you do the shaking after the peeing, not before."

"Well then," loosening her grip a little, "go ahead then, pee for me."

Figuring there wasn't a way out of this one, I tried to relax and think about work, or baseball or anything other than a naked nymph, her voluptuous body pressed into mine, holding my erect penis. Okay, this wasn't going to be easy, so I concentrated harder, trying to clear my mind only to be snapped back to reality by her squeal of delight as I started to pee. "Wheee! This is fun." 

I managed to keep it up in spite of her playing, aiming me like a garden hose. When I was down to a dribble she asked, "Finished?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess."

"Okey-dokey," she giggled and gave it a couple shakes. "Now move it or lose it," she said trying to pivot me out of the way. Taking the hint, I stepped to the side as she backed over the john and without sitting down, let loose a stream that was impressive and I found disconcertingly, a bit of a turn on. She smiled at me when she saw my dick begin to respond. Done, she grabbed a little tissue and wiped;"I've tried shaking, but it doesn't seem to work," as she demonstrated. 

I had to laugh and wonder how I got lucky enough to hook up with this beautiful, loving, goofball who was also the most sexually dynamic person I had ever known. "C'mon you," I said, "I need a shower to wake up."

"Oh goody, "she said as she leaped at me, wrapping her arms and legs around me. Holding her tight, my hands latched to her firm ass, I walked us into my massive shower; "So my love, what will it be; regular, rain or waterfall?"

"Hmm," she pondered as she worked her hips, rubbing her pussy along the top of my cock; "I think I want to make love in the rain," kissing me as I walked us to the controls.

"So be it," I answered as I adjusted the lights and the water. Rain fell from the ceiling as we stood and washed each other, our hands and bodies scrubbing, slick with body wash. We played a game as we washed each other. Standing behind her, washing her hair, I would suddenly, without warning, grab her around the waist and slide my cock into her from behind. She would acquiesce in defeat for a couple strokes before 'breaking away'. Then it was her turn to catch me unaware, capturing me. Eventually, we were too worked up to try to 'escape' and I held her up against the cold tile wall and with her right leg straight up, pinned against my shoulder, we fucked each other until the awkward position began to take it's toll.. Not willing to admit defeat, I dropped to my knees and lifted her feet of the ground, my face between her legs. She squealed, grabbing the top of my head for balance as I ate her sweet pussy, my hands on her butt, pulling her to me. In mere seconds she was grinding on my face, her warm juices flooding my mouth as she came hard; "Oh god, oh god, oh god...oh fuck baby, I'm coming baby..uunnhh!" she moaned as her body shook uncontrollably. Making sure she was safely leaning against the wall, I slumped down until her feet hit the floor. I backed away and she slid down the wall until she was sitting, legs spread and eyes closed, breathing hard.

I sat next to her, running my hand along her thigh, "Jesus George, I almost passed out there. That was incredible baby," and she turned to kiss me. As we kissed, she took me in her hand and began to stroke me. "Is that okay baby," she asked? I nodded in the affirmative as she kept it up, occasionally taking me in her mouth. We kissed again as she continued to run her hand up and down my length. Britt felt my cock expand, getting ready to explode, "I want to watch you cum baby; I want to watch your hot cum shoot out of your big cock; cum for me baby, cum for me." 

We both watched her pump her fist until I blew my load, the first spurt well above our heads and Britt squealed like a little girl as she continued to stroke me, coaxing out every bit I could offer. Lapping up what the light rain didn't wash away, Britt cleaned me up, "I love the taste of your cum and it really tasted good yesterday mixed with Gina's." My cock twitched at the memory of yesterday's little orgy with Gina, Britt's best friend and roommate. It was a fantasy-come-true that would be forever etched in my mind.

"My butt has gone to sleep," she said, sitting beside me on the tile shower floor. Putting one hand on my shoulder, she pushed herself up, her back against the wall. I sat there until she was upright and then made to stand up myself, only to find her pussy in my face once more. Straddling me, she asked, "One more kiss?" which I gladly gave her, a proper French kiss, tongue and all. 

Britt stepped back and offered her hands to help me up. I shimmed my ass up the wall and then pulled her to me, kissing her and letting her taste herself on my lips. We stood there for a minute, just staring into each other's eyes. Britt's bright blue eyes changed with her with her mood and I was beginning to be able read them. I already had plenty of proof that when she was sexually excited; they darkened, almost black. The bright, sparkling, nearly transparent blue seemed to indicate happiness. Nothing could make me happier than seeing these bright blue eyes. We kissed once more and I turned off the rain and the stars and led her out of the shower. 

We toweled each other off and I went through the hair drying ritual which includes full body contact. More than once we have found ourselves rushing to get out the door after spending too much time 'drying' her hair. That task completed, I led the way to the bedroom to get dressed, only to have Britt grab my hand and lead me into the hall toward the living room and kitchen. "Where are we going," I asked, my hand in hers, my eyes on her perky butt.

"You're going to make me breakfast," she said, matter-of-factly.

"Okay, but shouldn't we get dressed?

"Nope," she stated. "We're here all day working on yesterday's shoot, right?"

"Yeah, I suppose; I didn't plan on going anywhere."

"Okay then," she continued, "I declare it a 'Naked Day'. We will spend the entire day naked, unless we have to leave for some emergency or something."

My dick cast its vote in favor of 'Naked Day' and I figured I might as well go along with the majority. "Okay, as long as I can wear an apron if I'm cooking something on the stove or grilling."

"Deal," she said, shaking hands with my cock, giggling as it grew in her hand. I pressed her against the cold stainless steel of the SubZero fridge and she squealed and squirmed as I kissed her. She bolted when I released her, as though I would give chase. Instead, I opened a drawer and slipped an apron over my head that had 'Kiss the Cook" printed on it. I tied it around my waist and Britt broke up, pointing at the tent toward the bottom of the apron. "So, what do you want for breakfast," I asked.

Britt snuggled up behind me as I perused the contents of the fridge, her hand around my dick; "Got any sausage in there?" laughing at her own humor. I could tell it was going to be an interesting day. Unable to come back with a snappy line, I reached back and gave her a little slap on the butt which made her purr in my ear and hold me that much tighter. I was starting to get a bit cold, so I backed us both up, a bowl of cut-up fruit in one hand and a carton of eggs in the other. 

"Let's do an omelet," I said as I turned to the counter, my lover still hanging on. "Do you think you can let go long enough to see what else is in the fridge that we can use?"

"Party-pooper," she said, giving me a couple strokes and a slap on the butt before she turned to the open icebox. I glanced over to see her nipples instantly harden as she stood naked over the vegetable bin. Two can play this game, as I reached over and tweaked an erect nipple. I wasn't sure if the shiver was from the tweak or the cold, but she didn't linger very long. Throwing a bell pepper, an onion and some ham on the counter, she retook her hugging stance, her frigid nips seeking the warmth of my backside.

I let her hang on a couple more minutes as I starting chopping. Needing a bowl to crack the eggs into, I turned, grabbed Britt by the waist and sat her butt on the cold granite top. "Whoa," she yelped as she jumped back down. "That wasn't nice," she pouted, doing her best little girl imitation, which was pretty hard to fall for, considering her sublime figure. 

"Okay, here," and I put a dish towel down and set her back on the counter. "There, is that better?" I teased, running my hands up and down her thighs, leaning in for a kiss. Britt hooked her legs around me, holding me captive until she'd had enough kissing. Pushing my head down, she directed my mouth to her tits, which I suckled for a couple minutes until she was squirming on the towel; I could smell her excitement. 

Grabbing her legs, I pried myself loose, "We'll never eat at this rate." 

"Okay, okay; you work on the omelets and I'll get the rest. Do you want coffee?"

"Am I in love with your pussy? Of course I want coffee."

Britt smiled and then said, "I hope that's not all you love about me," jokingly, I think, and then turned to get some water for the coffee.

I couldn't leave it go at that, so I stepped up behind her, lifted up the apron and hugged her, grabbing a tit in each hand and nibbled at her neck. I ground into her, my cock sliding around; "I love these too," pinching her nipples.

She giggled and twisted, loving the attention. "Okay, I know you love all of me, but you're right, we need to get breakfast done because we have a lot of photos to sort through."

Now it was my turn to play like I was pouting, and I went back to my eggs. 

**Mid Morning**

We made it through breakfast without assaulting each other, but there was no lack of teasing. Britt dribbled a little fruit juice on her left breast and she made a production out of licking it off her nipple; something I offered to do, but was told that she could handle it herself. Every move we made cleaning up after eating was intended to goad on the other. It was all I could do to not fuck her where she stood when she leaned over to put the dishes in the dishwasher, her pussy lips glistening. It got me thinking about the possibility of this photography thing becoming my full-time job. I would love nothing better but if Britt became a permanent part of it, we would really have to work on the self-discipline aspect.

Cleaned up in the kitchen, we went into the bathroom to brush our teeth and we just stared at each other in the mirror. Stopping before my gums began to bleed; I rinsed and said, "So 'Naked Day' lasts all day?"

"You betcha; Gina and Kate think that 'Naked Day' is the best day ever. We do it at least every couple of weeks if we can." I wish I had heard of 'Naked Day' well before today.

"Okay, well let's get our naked selves to work. I'll top off our coffee if you'll grab a couple waters."

Britt turned and saluted, "Yes Sir!" and then grabbed me and gave a squeeze before turning that sweet tail and running to the kitchen. I did run after her this time.

After a couple laps around the kitchen island, we stopped and got serious. I got the coffee and she grabbed a couple bottles of water and we headed upstairs, me a couple steps behind as usual. Setting down the drinks, I fired up the computer and pulled the memory card out of the camera while it booted up. Somewhat disappointing, Britt grabbed the other chair and pulled it up next to mine. She was the grownup one now, knowing we wouldn't get much done if she was sitting in my lap like she did yesterday.

The first thing we did was create a couple folders; one for those that we were considering, and another for those shots that we didn't want the client to see. Britt suggested we label that one 'Naughty'. Starting with the string bikini shots, we started sorting, picking out the ones that immediately got our attention in a thumbnail size. I was impressed at how my beautiful, naked, assistant had a real eye for well balanced shots and those that could be easily formatted for the calendar. With so many shots taken, we fell into a rhythm, Britt calling out "Good, Good, Bad, Good, Naughty, Bad, Ooo...Naughty, Good...." I would generally drag and drop without any discussion or comment.

After about an hour of this, my hand started to cramp and the coffee had turned cold. "Let's take a break," I suggested; "I'm beginning to go cross-eyed."

"I agree," she said as she stood up and stretched toward the roof; light shined through the industrial skylights, casting a heavenly light on her statuesque body. I quickly slipped another card into the camera and took a quick candid. Hearing the shutter release, Britt turned and smiled, stretching and holding the pose. I snapped off a couple more shots and sat the camera back on the desk. Britt walked over to the low rail that made up the outside walls of the studio and gazed out into the cavernous warehouse. The sun pouring through the skylights formed 40 foot tall columns of light that angled to the floor. Dark, ominous corners gave the building an eerie feeling; Britt shivered when I approached her from behind and ran my hands down her sides, resting at her hips. She leaned back into me and purred, throwing her head back to give me access to her neck which I nibbled and kissed repeatedly.

"I don't know what it is," she said, pulling my arms around her, "but I have so many different feelings about this place."

I hugged her tight, and nibbled her ear lobe; "What do you mean?"

"It's just odd, I guess; when you're in the house, it's like a house is supposed to feel, you know, warm and comfortable. And the fact that there are no windows, at least windows to the outdoors; I mean, who has a warehouse for a yard? But it feels completely normal, and then you step out the front door and you're still indoors, and I feel safe, I guess because I know I'm still in a building. But then, particularly at night, when it is pitch black, especially in the far corners, it's kind of scary. No stars, no street lights or lights from the neighbors houses; it's kinda creepy." 

I hugged her tighter, never wanting her to be frightened, especially here. "Well, I have thought about installing some nightlights for security reasons since we're going to start doing more shoots in the main building." I've never fixed the old original warehouse lights because they were out of date and I could always bring in temporary lights for whatever work needed to be done, and I used studio lights when I shot.

"No, no," she said, bending to lean on the wall, still looking into the shadows. "I like all the different ways the building feels, it's exciting and oddly intimate." Britt straightened her arms out in front of her, like she was flying. I nestled up to her butt and bent over her, running my hands up and down her sides and back. "Mmm," she moaned, "you can keep that up all day, but here," reaching back for my dick, "I want you inside me while you do it."

Happy to oblige, I slid easily into her wet pussy, my belly hard against her ass. Careful not to move my hips, I went back to massaging her toned back. I could feel her pussy hugging my stiffness; there was no urgency in what we were doing. It was dead quiet; there is no traffic on the weekends in this area. The only other sounds were the occasional plane on approach to the airport or a bird scampering across one of the glass skylights. 

I lost track of how long we stood there connected, lost in our own thoughts, but we both sensed when we were done and it was time to go back to work. I backed out, my wet cock felt cold and in retrospect, I didn't think it at all odd that we didn't finish what I thought we had started. Any other time, once my stiff dick met her wet, warm pussy, we were destined for a wild ride. This time, we just needed to feel closer to one another. Britt turned and I took her in my arms. She had to let out a little giggle when she felt my sticky prick captured against her tummy. Her blue eyes were transparent and I could see her happiness, all the way into her soul; I hoped she could see it in me. 

"I love you so much," she said, kissing me lightly. 

I held her head in my hands and looked as deeply inside her as I could, "I know it, and I can see it and if it's even possible, I love you more and more each day." An energy passed through our kiss that sent a shiver through us both. Forehead-to-forehead, we gazed at each other and knew it was time to get back to work. In concert we said "Those photos aren't going to sort themselves."

We laughed, holding hands as we sat back down and quickly sorted through the bulk of the shots. There was the occasional teasing grab and poke, particularly when the more, how shall we say it, provocative shots, came along. I was surprised that Britt didn't make any comments on some of the 'Naughty' photos, but she would make little grunting sounds or squirm in her seat when a particularly 'Naughty' one came along. The only one she did verbalize on was the shot of them bent over the hood, each with the other's middle finger in her ass. I had zoomed in, so that the screen was ass crack to ass crack from left to right. She inhaled deeply and slapped my knee, "George!" paused and then, "Fuck that's hot!" 

I heard a little 'squishy' sound and glanced down to see her right hand at work between her legs. She caught me looking, shrugged and then offered me a sample. I gladly sucked the one finger she offered and then she enjoyed the second one. My dick was straining, but I knew that good things come to those who wait, so I grabbed the mouse instead and got through the rest of the photos. 

My stomach growled about the time we were done sorting and I looked at the clock on the monitor and it was nearly three in the afternoon. We had been at it for almost five hours and I was done. Britt laughed and put her hand on my stomach to feel it growl; "I guess it's time to feed the beast, huh?"

"Probably a good idea; I get kinda grumpy when I'm hungry."

"Well I don't think I've ever seen you grumpy and we don't allow grumpy on 'Naked Day' anyway, so let's get something in there," poking my belly. I tried to tickle her back, but she eluded me and giggled all the way down the stairs and into the house. I caught her from behind and gnawed on her neck making loud sloppy sounds; that only made her laugh harder. "Quit it, quit it," as she tried to get away. "Quit it or you're gonna make me pee right here on the floor." I let go of her like a hot rock and she sprinted to the bathroom; a loud 'aww' could be heard all the way into the kitchen. I was digging through the fridge when she came back in, "Whew, that was close and," as she popped me on the butt, "not nice."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 11



All she got out of me was a big grin and I went back to the fridge. We sat on the couch and fed each other cheese and bread and fruit and talked about the photos and setting up for the next shoot. "I already have the truck set up to pick up the El Camino tomorrow and I'm just waiting to hear about what is coming next," she informed me.

She would have kept talking had I not been trying to balance a piece of swiss on her nipple. She watched intently as I got it balanced and then leaned over, taking nipple and cheese into my mouth, sucking for a moment. "You goofball," she said, pulling me to her for a kiss, her tongue seemingly wanting the cheese back.

We finished eating, teasing and playing. Kicking back, we played footsie with our legs crossed over each other's, feet up on the coffee table. Our hands roamed absentmindedly as we talked about the business. "I'll have some more time to work on the website this week. I need to start thinking about key words and search engine optimization." Her fingers traced little patterns on my thigh as she is talking, distracting me, and it's just as well that I didn't have a clue as to what she was talking about. 

Britt asked me a question as I was trying to duplicate the pattern on her thigh. "George, did you hear anything I just said?" 

Concentrating on my fingers running up and around her thigh, I answered, "Yeah, well I heard words, but in all honesty, the website stuff is all lost on me." I stopped as she placed her hand on mine.

"What I'm working on, is trying to make sure that when people do internet searches for what we do, then we will come up on the first page of the search. There are a lot of little tricks used to make that happen and it can be a bit of trial and error. So I'm thinking that we want to emphasize studio work, the size of the studio. We'll highlight product photography. Do we want to emphasize portrait work and that kind of thing?"

I turned to face her and gave her a kiss, thumbing a nipple for good measure. "You sitting here beautiful and naked makes it hard to talk about work," I said, "but okay, uh, yeah, I think our strong point is the studio and cars and things like that are great to shoot because they don't fidget around on you." I ran my hand down her side, tickling her. "But," I continued, "shooting people, particularly if they are as pretty as the ones I've been shooting lately, well I could get used to that too."

"Yeah, I'll bet you could," she laughed as she tried to grab my dick. I dodged her grasp and pulled her face down over my lap, her beautiful ass squirming as I ran my hand up and down the divide. Giving in, she relaxed and I was free to use both hands, lovingly massaging the backside of my paramour as she cooed, relishing the attention. Her legs now instinctively separated as my fingers descended downward, grazing her puckered rosebud on my way to her hungry pussy. Her inner lips swelled, wet with her excretions as I slipped a finger in, gathering nectar to anoint her anxious clit. Her breathing faltered as I circled the little bud, grazing it ever so slightly.

"Mmmm," she moaned as I tenderly provoked her, the occasional finger slipping between her nether lips while another probed at her back door, contemplating entry. Her back arched, pushing her ass upward, begging for more. I held steady as she impaled herself on two wet fingers, my pinky sliding alongside her tender trigger. "Ah Fuck," she groaned as she ground herself on my hand. I held my ground, entranced by her effort to pleasure herself. My hand began to cramp, so on a down stroke, I positioned my index finger alongside the other two and an orgasmic wave rolled though her as three fingers now filled her. 

"Oh God," she growled, reaching back to grab my wrist, pulling and pushing us deeper. Mesmerized watching her try to bury my hand in her ravenous cunt, I nearly missed her grunting demand; "...my ass." I ran my other hand down her spine to that breathtaking divide. She shivered as she felt my middle finger slip downward in search of her crinkled asshole. It pulsated as she continued to pound her pussy with my other hand. 

"Oh fuck....finger my ass....c'mon...stick it in me...make me cum on your fingers god damn it, "she howled as she drove my fingers as deep as possible. I slid past her back door and collected some of her juices. My engorged member was trapped between her hip and my belly, peeking out at the goings on. Britt was staring back at me, her black eyes narrowed in concentration, willing me to take her over the edge. 

"Here it comes baby," as I pressed my slickened finger against her puckered star. She opened her mouth, anticipating, ready to inhale. I teased, dipping slightly inside, priming her hole. Britt arched higher, driving my fingers deeper into her sopping cunt, grasping for the extra digit that would send her over the top. Britt's entire body was quivering, prone across my lap, bucking against my hand.

"Unnhh," she whimpered, "please, please, please," gasping, begging for release. 

Hearing her pleading brought a sense of urgency and I felt guilty for having teased her. Focused on her asshole, I slowly and deliberately inserted my finger, wiggling it slightly as I was drawn deeper. Both her pussy and her ass contracted, sucking my digits inward, holding them captive as her climax consumed her. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck....." came her muffled enraptured expletive, her face buried in the cushions.

I slowly withdrew my fingers as she collapsed on my lap and small aftershocks pulsed through her. I ran my hands over her, caressing her and listened to her breathing slow until she drifted off. I brushed the hair from her face revealing a little smile.

She slept for about fifteen minutes and I was happy to just sit there, coddling my love, happy to have her in my life. She stirred, stretching like a wakening cat. She rolled onto her back, me holding on making sure she didn't end up on the floor. Stretching again, her toes straight and her arms reaching for the kitchen, I massaged her, my hands running down her thighs and up her torso. Totally relaxed, she opened her eyes and started to speak, pulling up short, a troubled look on her face.

"What's the matter babe," I asked.

Brit shook her head and smiled, "Oh, nothing's wrong. I was just going to say 'I love you', but it didn't seem like enough, so I was trying to figure out what else to say; silly, huh?"

"Not silly at all, "I said as my finger traced a figure '8' around her breasts. "Sometimes words just don't seem like enough or appropriate; but I can see it in your eyes. You're pretty easy to read that way, you know."

She giggled and squirmed as my finger made its way to a nipple and skirted around her areola. Reaching down between us, she held my semi-hard cock and kneaded it; "You're pretty easy to read too," she smiled, feeling me harden to her touch.

We sat there for a couple more minutes just playing with each other until she had me hard enough to cut diamonds. I was about to just pull her upright into my lap and fuck her as I sat there when she spoke; "You know, I was thinking about something as we were going over the shots for the calendar. I didn't say anything before because I didn't know what you would think, but now seems like a pretty good time." She continued as she slowly stroked my rod. "Since this is our first real job, I thought it would be fun to make a calendar for us, just you and me. It sounds a little corny, but it would be fun to look back at after we have been in business for a few years."

My heart melted a bit hearing her talk about the future, but it was the questioning look that spurred her to explain further. "What I was thinking was, since we'll have the cars here, let's do a more erotic version of the calendar, but it's just for us; no one else."

"Okay," I replied, somewhat distracted by here continuing caress. "So what could be more erotic than some of the shots of you and Gina fooling around?" She purred lightly as I strummed her erect nipple.

"I want a picture of us making love on the car. I want you to be fucking me on the same car that will be in a calendar that will hang in hundreds of garages and shops." A droplet of pre-cum emerged and she rubbed it on to the tip of my rigid cock. Smiling, she looked me in the eye and said, "I want a picture of you fucking me in the ass, bent over the hood of a classic El Camino."

I grabbed her hand, afraid I would lose it then and there if she stroked me one more time. "You are one nasty little girl," I said, squeezing her hand tight.

"Yeah, and I'm your nasty little girl," her dark eyes glistening. "So, are you going to take your nasty little girl, dressed in her little string bikini and high heels, bend her over the hood of a classic car and fuck her until you blow your load deep inside her tight ass?" 

Her eyes were now black as night as she stared through me, awaiting my answer. I replied by standing straight up, throwing her over my shoulder and heading for the front door, my stiff cock leading the way. "Wait, wait," she said, swatting me on the butt. "Put me down; I need to go put on my bikini and shoes and brush my hair. You go get the camera and lights set up. Do you have a remote for your camera?"

"Yeah," I said, still in caveman-mode, my hands holding her thighs, now slick with her excitement. I gently set her on her feet and kissed her, bolting out the door and up to the studio; "Fuck, I love you," I said over my shoulder.

Britt was coming out the front door as I stumbled down the stairs with the camera and a tripod. She looked absolutely edible in her black string bikini and tall high-heels; "So much for 'Naked Day', huh?" I said. 

She looked down at my cock, now only about half inflated and giggled, wiggling her beautiful butt; "I think we can bend the rules this once, just don't tell anybody." I followed the bouncing butt over to the set and snapped on the lights and set up the tripod and camera. Britt posed by the car as I framed the shot; "The remote only triggers the shutter babe. Do you want a wide shot, showing the whole car or do you want something tighter?"

"We're not shooting porn; it's just erotic and a bit dirty, so let's get the whole car," as she bent over the hood, looking for the right position. "And hurry up will you, I need fucked, bad," flashing a nipple at me. 

I was stiff as a board as I approached her, my cock bouncing out ahead. I stood with my back to the car and with the remote in my hand at my side; I fired off a test shot, trying to be discreet with the remote. I jumped a little as the lights flashed, not because of the lights, but because my over-sexed 'little girl' had bent down and sucked my cock to the back of her throat. "Ah fuck," I moaned as I placed my hand on the back of her head, trying to maintain a little control. I was impressed that the remote worked even when buried in a head of thick blonde hair. 

Enjoying the sensation of her lips sliding up and down my cock, her tongue tickling my balls, I thought of revisiting that tight ass I had the pleasure of plundering just once before. I drew her back upright and kissed her hard; she squealed, feeling the remote parting her ass cheeks. The little device impressed me again as the lights flashed; capturing us molded together, my hands where they ought to be. Britt groaned into our kiss, grinding against me.

I spun us around, her back now to the hood of the black classic Chevy. I gently lifted her up and placed her on the hood. Her eyes, black as coal shined with arousal. Winking, I kissed her and then unceremoniously, I grabbed her behind the knees, laid her back, spread her legs in a victory 'V' and buried my face in her crotch. She let out a little scream as the lights flashed yet again capturing her long legs pointing toward the heavens while I feasted on a bit of heaven myself, battling the little patch of fabric that did little to protect her. 

I somehow managed to remember to trigger the camera as my tongue made love to her. Britt's hands were busy, kneading her tits and pinching her nipples. I straightened up, still holding her legs wide, my cock now dripping on the chrome bumper. "I think I need a little warm-up before I fuck that tight ass of yours," I said. She groaned and turned to face the camera as I aligned my cock with her pouting pussy lips and slowly made my way to the bottom. Britt's body shook, her belly undulating as her first orgasm overtook her.

"Aaa, Fuck me baby! Fuck my sweet pussy!!" 

I obliged, thrusting deep, nudging her cervix as the warehouse was illuminated by repeated flashes. "Oh my god," she cried as another climax ripped through her, triggered by the little remote gliding across her exposed clit. I held myself deep inside her, my thighs against the grill, balls against her ass. I licked the inside of her calves and knees as I held her legs erect and her orgasm subsided. Her chest heaved as she caught her breath, her blonde hair splayed across the black hood. She slowly opened her eyes, licking the perspiration off her lips, staring at me and her high heels high above my head. She flexed her pussy, a Cheshire cat smile on her face; I replied, a small thrust and flex brought a little moan.

Britt reached up for me, so I lowered her legs and took her in my arms, hugging and kissing as she remained perched on the hood; the flashes continued. "I need to stretch," she said as I helped her dismount. Taking a step back, I watched her reach for the roof, her breasts struggling to escape, her string bottom still askew, pussy lips pouting. With one hand, I slowly kept myself hard, the other triggering the remote as she turned. We kissed again, hands exploring each other as she slowly worked her way down, taking me in her warm mouth once more, tasting herself; the camera kept clicking.

Satisfied I was clean and primed; my little vixen leaned over the fender and reached toward the front tire. In her hand she had a small bottle of lube that she had somehow hidden away. Turning back toward the car, she pulled the little strings tied at her hips letting the bit of fabric flutter to the floor. She tossed me the lube, took off what remained of the tiny suit and then bent over the hood, her tits flattened on the lacquered sheet metal. Reaching back with both hands, she spread her cheeks wide, exposing her wet lips and tight pink pucker. My cock swelled at the sight as Britt turned to look at the camera and said, "I want you to fuck my ass and you won't stop until I feel you fill me with your hot cum." 

I watched as she ran her right index finger through her pussy lips, gathering her natural lube, and then slowly slip one, then two fingers in her ass, slowly twisting and probing. Lost in her self-satisfaction, she didn't know where I was until she felt my cock slip back into her wet cunt, my lower belly now pushing her fingers deeper into her ass. "Oh fuck baby," she groaned, trying to push me back. Relenting, I pulled back until she could grab my cock, placing it at her wincing back door. 

"Fuck my ass baby," pulling me inward. Remembering the lube, I dribbled a little in the crack above my cock, the coolness coating the head. I slid forward until I felt the little 'pop'. I dribble more lube on my length and set the bottle by her side. Grabbing her hips I gently rocked mine; in a little, out a little, in a little. A continuous mumbling of non-words escaped her lips, her left cheek on the hood, her hands still spreading herself wide. I nearly forgot about the remote, letting go with one hand to recover it, snapping another shot. I figured out that I could still grab her hips and thumb the remote resting on her butt. 

Finally fully ensconced deep in her tight ass, I paused pulling her as close to me as I could; her inner walls rippled up my length. Pulling back slowly, I exited, the tip popping out. She groaned at the emptiness as I dribbled another healthy amount of lube on my cock before squirting a little in the slightly open portal. Slipping the crown back in, I paused, asking, "Are you ready to get fucked, lover?"

Britt managed to lift her head and look back at me, her hair plastered on her face, her pupils dark with desire; "Fuck me, fuck me hard, make me cum. Cum in my ass for me baby!"

Remote in hand, I grabbed her hips and drove myself to the hilt. Britt screamed with ecstasy as my balls bounced off her pussy. Flash! The light nearly blinding, bounced off the highly polished hood. "Fuck me," she moaned, now pushing back; "Fuck my ass, fuck it hard!"

And fuck I did, driving and driving, her tits polishing the car, the sucking sound of my cock plunging in and out of her tight ass, sweat dripping off my nose onto her firm ass cheeks. I felt the urge just as I felt a cramping in my calf. I tightened my grip on her hips, increasing my pace; "Fuck baby, your ass is so fuckin' tight. Take it baby, here it comes, of fuck...fuck...FUCK!!!" 

"Oh shit," she cried as her body grabbed mine, sucking the life out of me. My whole body went rigid, standing on my tip-toes, my cock spewing deep inside her; I came over and over until I physically hurt.

Her asshole refused to release me, so I fought to find a comfortable position, half lying on her, my knees leaning on the chrome bumper. We just stayed that way for a minute, catching our breath, trying to get the blood flowing again. "Fuckin' A," she mumbled, trying to push me off her back; her ass finally getting the message that we were done. I slid out, slumping to my knees behind her, holding myself upright against her taut, quivering leg. I watched in depraved fascination as my cum trickled out of her gaping asshole, red from abuse. I rested my head on her thigh and massaged the other one; "Oh that feels good. Help me down, will you?"

She leaned my way and I held her, sliding her down until she was half-sitting in my lap, one leg under the car, her arm around my neck. We kissed whatever was close, whispering 'I love you' to each other over and over. After a couple more minutes, I tried to get into a more comfortable position; "sorry babe, my butt's asleep."

"Your butt?" she giggled; "I'm not sure I'll be able to sit for a week.....but I loved it. Thehood wasn't all that comfy, but I definitely want to make love with you on every car we shoot." We kissed as I managed to lie down, pulling her on top of me. We both stretched and worked out the kinks but I couldn't take it for long; that concrete floor is cold. 

We pulled ourselves upright, arms around each other. I looked at the car, making sure we hadn't done it any harm. The shine was a bit smudged where Britt was splayed across it; "good thing your nipples aren't pierced," I said, "we'd have scratched the hell out of that hood."

Britt giggled and pointed, "We'll see how good that chrome is," pointing at the lube and cum that had puddled on the bumper. I bent over and retrieved the bikini bottom and did a little cleanup. "We'll buff up the car in the morning," I said, taking her hand and leading her to the house.

**Monday Morning**

We had managed to take a quick shower, grabbed a bagel and glass of juice and fell asleep in each other's arms watching T.V. in bed. We awoke spooning again, my ever-reliable morning wood parked once again against her ass crack. "Go away," she said playfully trying to push me away; "None of that for you for awhile."

I teased, trying to pull her closer; "C'mon, let me just stick it in a little."

"No," she said, laughing and squirming, managing to roll around until we were face to face. We kissed warily, conscious of morning-breath. I hugged her, nuzzling her neck and nibbling her ear, eliciting the giggle I loved so much. "You know, I really love 'Naked Day'. And in case you didn't notice, I love your idea of a special photo of each car just for us."

"I thought you might like 'Naked Day', but the girls are going to be pissed when they find out they missed it."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 11



"Holy shit," I said as my dick woke up, "I don't think I could survive 'Naked Day' with all three of you. Even if we didn't have sex, I'd pass out from loss of blood to the brain from my dick being hard all day."

"Yeah," Britt laughed, her hand wrapped around my dick; "maybe a whole day isn't a good idea. Maybe just an afternoon or we could have them over for movie night."

My cock swelled and she grinned at me, happy with my reaction; "Jeez, porn and three naked women in my bed; I don't know if that's such a good idea."

Britt threw the covers back, cock in hand and gave it a good morning kiss; "Well it sounds like a great idea to me, now go take a leak. We need to go clean up our mess before the tow truck gets here."

Britt was already at the car with Windex and rags by the time I made it out there. Wearing only one of my old 'T's, I didn't do much more than watch her legs and ass and take down the camera and lights. The El Camino looked as good as when it was delivered and the floor only received a little damage that could easily be touched up. FYI, jizz, lube and sweat will loosen up latex paint. We rolled the car off the set area and pointed it toward the exit. That done, we headed back inside for a quick breakfast and it was soon time to head off to work.

**Around 10 a.m.** As far as Mondays go, this one was going rather smoothly and it was a good thing, because all I could think about was my love, Britt, bent over the hood of a classic car, demanding that I fuck her ass till hell wouldn't have it. It had been a fantastic weekend and the future only looked brighter. I was sitting at a red light, my mind elsewhere when the phone rang. Bluetooth in place, I answered; "This is George."

"Hi baby," Britt replied, "are you on speaker? Your voice sounds funny."

"No, it's this damn Bluetooth. One day it sounds good and the next day it sounds like a soup can on the end of a string."

"Well, I can still hear you fine. I just thought I would update you on what's going on this morning. About a half hour after you left, the flatbed showed up and loaded up the El Camino. I called Mike over at Design Graphics and let him know it was on the road. He asked how the shoot went and when he could expect to see some proofs. I told him that we would probably finalize our picks this afternoon and then forward them to him. I let him know that they wouldn't be touched up or anything, just the raw shots."

"That sounds great baby; I may even finish a little early today, so we can easily get something to him. Did Mike happen to say what the next car would be and when we would get it?"

"As a matter of fact, I asked him just that. He said that he has two lined up. The first one is something called a rat rod or something like that and the other some kind of sports car; I don't remember what he said it was. He did say that he will email us some snapshots of them so we can coordinate the swimsuits. Oh, and just to add a wrinkle to the plan, the rat rod will only be available for a day, maybe two and then it is being shipped out of state."

"Well, I guess we'll make it work," I said. "A rat rod is like a hot rod only it's usually a car that is meant to be driven and not just a show piece and it also is usually made up of different parts and pieces of different cars, sort of a one-of-a-kind deal. Most of them that I've seen are two-seaters and not that big. Since we have the time constraint, you may just have to be the model in that shot. Two girls may be too much for a smaller car anyway."

"Okey-dokey," she said. "I'll let you know when I get the pics from Mike and then we'll figure out what you want me to wear." Pausing, she continued in a sultry tone, "By the way, after the El Camino left, I took a peak at the shots we did last night. Fuck, they are really hot. I couldn't help but pull my shorts off, sit here in your chair with my legs up on your desk, spread wide and finger myself till I came all over your chair. You look so fucking hot, all sweaty, grabbing my hips and fucking my ass. Shit, I'm getting horny again just thinking about it." 

The blue hair in the Caddy behind me, leaning on her horn brought me back to the present. "God Britt, you have to quit doing this to me while I'm driving. I've got a hard-on that won't let me lift my leg to get to the clutch." I managed to make it through the light before it turned red again, pissing off the line of cars behind me. 

Britt was laughing out loud, listening to the honking and the gnashing of gears. "I'm sorry baby. You just get me all hot and bothered and just the sound of your voice makes me wet." 

I heard a little chime in the on her end through my half-ass hands-free device; "Oh hey, I just got an email from Mike; let's see what a rat-rod is. Hang on a minute and no playing with yourself," she giggled. I heard her lay the phone down and put the mouse through its paces. "Okay, here it is. Oh hey, that's cool; it's bright red and black and it looks like an old car body that has had the roof cut off and the whole thing is real low to the ground. And you're right, it doesn't look very long, so yeah, if Gina and I stood in front of this thing, you wouldn't see much of it at all."

I had to laugh; "Trust me, with you two, dressed in skimpy bikinis; I'm not sure guys would notice a flaming school bus behind you. So what is the other car?"

"Oh, aren't you sweet; there are some girls out there who probably wouldn't notice the bus either," she snickered. "So let's see here, hmm; I still don't know what kind of car it is but it looks foreign and it's a convertible and it's white with, what are they called; wire wheels?"

"Alright," I said, my erection beginning to subside; "sounds like we're getting a pretty good selection of cars. So the hot rod is red; how about putting you in blue; you look amazing in blue, with the blonde hair and blue eyes."

"Aww George, you know just what to say to a girl," she said in a pseudo-Southern accent. "I can already visualize our photos on this one. You sitting bare-ass on the hood and me fucking myself on your big ol' cock, fucking you like your cock is the hood ornament. Fuck, that's gonna be nasty." She paused and I heard a little whimper; probably has her finger in her pussy again, I thought as I tried to rearrange my reawakened appendage. "And," she continued, " it looks like we have to shoot this tomorrow, so you'll just have to settle for fucking my pussy because my ass will still be too sore after the pounding you gave me last night, uhh..." and another whimper.

"You know," I said, "if I wasn't an hour away from there, I'd come home and fuck you until your pussy was sore too. You are fuckin' cruel; you know that don't you?"

"I'm sorry baby," she said in halting breaths, "why don't you pull over, take your big dick out and jack off for me baby. I'll tell you how I'm gonna ride your stiff cock while you're sitting on the hood of that hot rod. Mmmm....my ass is gonna slide up and your sweaty belly while your hands grab my tits and you bounce me up and down on your cock. Oh shit George....you're gonna jack yourself off with me like I'm some kinda sex toy, just fucking jack my pussy up and down on your stiff cock until you come inside me. Umm baby, I love the feel of your big dick filling my pussy, filling me up with your stiff cock. Oh baby, can you feel my cunt sucking on your cock? Ooh shit, I can feel it getting bigger baby, give me your cum baby, gimme ... aww Fuck George, I'm cumming, I'm cumming....cumming......ahhh FUCK ME!!!!" 

I sat there, parked at the curb in a residential area; hands on the wheel, white-knuckled, as I listened to Britt get herself off describing how she was going to do me tomorrow night after we took the legitimate photos for a clients calendar. I realized I was shaking a little and felt spent. Looking down I saw a wet spot on my jeans and realized I came just listening to my girl fingering herself and I hadn't even touched myself. "George...George....?" I heard in my ear; "are you there baby?"

"Fuck Britt, you are unbelievable. I think I came by just listening."

"Oh poor baby, I wish I was there to clean you up, lick your cum off your big stiff dick," she purred.

"Okay, Okay, enough already," I said as her voice continued to stir me. "I figure I can probably get everything done that I need to do and be home by around four, so why don't you give John a call and see about a couple sexy blue numbers for you and when I get there, we can pick out the shots for Mike; sound like a plan?"

"Yeah, that'll work; I have some work to do on the website and I'll get in touch with Mike and set up the deliveries of the next two cars."

"Alright baby," I replied. "Give me call if anything comes up and you behave yourself, okay?"

"Yeah, okay; I've gotten off twice already this morning, so I think I'm good to go for awhile. If I get horny again, I'll give you a call lover," as she hung up after a long kissing sound came through my earpiece.

I could only smile and sigh, pulling back onto the street, wondering where I could find a bathroom where I could discreetly get cleaned up.

**Sometime in the afternoon**

Britt kept busy working on the website and playing phone tag with Mike setting up the delivery of the next two cars for the calendar shoot. The hot rod was going to show up sometime tomorrow afternoon and they needed to pick it up the next afternoon so that they could get it to a car show for that weekend. Britt also asked again what the little sports car was and found out it was an MG Midget that Mike thought was probably built in 1974. The MG spent all it's time in the owner's garage, so there was no real time limit on shooting it. He also mentioned that he was working on lining up the rest of the cars and would get back to her when he had firmed things up.

Happy with her progress, Britt dialed up John's shop to see about a couple swimsuits. The caller I.D. gave her away as Kate answered the phone; "Hi sweetie, I was going to call you today. I would have called yesterday, but it took me all day to drag the details out of Gina." Shifting to a whisper, "I am so jealous, but I'm also happy for her. She was floating six inches above the floor all day long, she was so happy. She was even whistling while she was in the stock room working. I've never heard her whistle, have you?"

Britt smiled to herself, answering, "No, I don't think I've ever heard her whistle, but I heard her make some other sounds I'd never heard before either," now laughing out loud.

The raven-haired pixie on the other end laughed too saying, "Well if half of what Gina tells me is true, that boyfriend of yours really did a number on her. It also sounds like you had some fun too."

"Hell yeah I had fun, but it was all really about Gina. We had a great time doing the photos and the sex was incredible and I think George really helped Gina get over that asshole ex of hers. Anyway," she continued, not wanting to steal Gina's thunder; "What I called about is that our next car is red and we only have it for one day, so I'll end up being the model and George wants me in blue. So what do you think, do you have anything for me?"

"Oh, sure, that's easy. Blue is really popular this year, so we have a lot to choose from. Did you want to come in and pick out some or if you want, I could bring some home and you could try them there; I know your sizes," she giggled.

Britt pondered the choices for a minute and then answered, "If you wouldn't mind taking them home, let's do that. I'll probably stay with you guys tonight and I need to pick up some other clothes and things."

"Oh goodie," she squealed through the phone, "it seems like forever since I saw you and I want to get the whole story about you guys and Gina. I'm really jealous now and," switching to a whisper, "after he made me cum on a car hood the other night, I just can't get his cock out of my mind."

Britt couldn't help but laugh, "Well if car hoods are your thing, wait till I tell you about yesterday."

"Ooh, tell me, tell me," Kate chirped on the other end.

"Nah, it'll have to wait until tonight. I'll call before I head your way. George and I have to get some preliminary photos sent out from Saturday's shoot and he doesn't know I won't be spending the night, so I'll probably have to give him a BJ or something to make up for it," she laughed.

"Well," said the little one, "If you need some help with that, just let me know."

Laughing again, Britt replied, "Calm down girl, your time is coming. In fact what is your work schedule this weekend? We're getting this little white sports car in and I think you would be perfect for this one; at least that's what I'm going to suggest to my stud. We teased him a little bit about you this weekend, so I'm sure he'd be happy to get you into a sexy little bikini again and," pausing a bit, "maybe out of it."

"Oh god, shit," she said under her breath, "I think I just came a little just thinking about it. Umm, let me...I have Saturday off; will that work?" Kate sounded like she was panting over the phone.

"God, we do need to get you fucked. Yeah, Saturday should work fine. I'll show George a picture of the car and he'll figure out what color of suit you should wear....or not wear," laughing at her own joke. "Okay babe, I'll see you tonight. I'll call before I leave, so if I need to pick up anything for dinner or anything, let me know; okay?"

"Sounds good," Kate replied, whispering even softer; "I think we have dinner covered, but I'd love some of your sweet pussy for desert."

Britt cooed back, "Deal, if I can have some of yours."

"Okay, but we'll probably have to share with Gina. She'll just pout if we leave her out," giggling out loud.

"Okay baby, well I better let you get back to work. Thank John for the suits and bug him about how we are going to work payment or whatever, okay?"

"Alright, see you tonight; can't wait!"

**Almost 4 p.m.**

Britt was staring intently at the monitor when the sudden noise made her jump. Looking over the office wall on second floor, she watched as I slid the big warehouse door open and got back in the truck to drive in. Back out of the truck, I closed the door and then drove over to the front of the house. Stepping out, I heard a whistle and looked up to see Britt standing at the rail, her shirt pulled up, flashing her tits at me. She looked down at me with a sexy grin, "Welcome home baby!"

I chuckled as I took two stairs at a time up to the office/studio. Wrapping my arms around her, we hugged, kissing like long-lost lovers. Britt was wearing her satin running shorts and a cropped shirt that showed off her toned abs and cute belly button. Barefoot, she stretched on tip-toe to kiss me until, as expected, my hands on her bare ass cheeks lifted her to a more comfortable elevation. Wrapping her long legs around me, we made out until we were both short of breath. Plunking her down on the desk, I ran his hand up and down the tops of her thighs, slipping under the leg of her shorts. 

"So, did you get anything done after you tormented me on the phone this morning?" my fingers crept toward her crotch as I awaited her reply.

Intent on maintaining control, Britt picked up a steno pad off the desk and went over her notes. "Well let's see. The other car is a white MG Midget and we don't have any time constraints with that one." Britt fidgeted a little as his fingers traced the crease at the top of her thighs that led to her crotch. Continuing, "I thought that Kate would be perfect for the MG because of her height and her long black hair. I checked with her on her schedule and she doesn't work on Saturday, so I tentatively set that up with her, if that's okay."

"Uh huh," I said, concentrating on rattling the scantily clad blonde's cage.

"You'll have to pick out the color of swimsuit you want to go with the MG," squeaking at the end as my fingers slid further south. Britt squirmed, trying to press her legs tighter together. "I can't tell what color the upholstery is," moaning as I found the top of her slit, searching for her hidden clit.

"Uh huh," I replied once more, staring down at her navel, her tummy straining. Reaching just a little further, I found my prize, causing Britt to jump, lifting her butt off the desk. That was all the extra I needed to slip my middle finger inside, her pussy soaked and warm. With practiced precision, I hooked his finger and stroked her g-spot, triggering an orgasm that jolted her like an electric shock.

"Oh you sneaky fucker you," she moaned, her head on my shoulder and her legs holding me tight and hopefully preventing any further advances. 

I held my own, my finger planted where I hoped my cock would soon reside. Britt stared at me, so close I couldn't focus. I couldn't read her eyes this time and before I had time to think, Britt somehow spun herself off the desk and had me sitting in front of the monitor. Open on the screen was the file containing the photos they shot of the El Camino that we thought were worthy of consideration for the calendar.

"I promised Mike that we would send him a couple proofs this afternoon, so get with it mister."

A little miffed and more than a little uncomfortable with a hard-on wadded up in his jeans, I licked my finger, grabbed the mouse and began scrolling through the thumbnails. Pulling up the occasional shot into Photoshop, I was soon engrossed enough to not notice my lovely assistant slipping under the table. It was my turn to jump when I felt a hand run up the inside of my thigh, sizing up my cock through my Levi's. Willing to play along, I continued to scroll through the shots, sidelining my favorites as Britt struggled to pull my jeans and boxers down; her mumbling discontent muffled by the table top. 

Finally victorious, Britt admired my cock, sliding her hand up and down my length, her other hand caressing my balls. I tried to remain cool, the sound of the mouse clicking away as I felt her tongue sampling me. Evidently I passed the taste test as I felt her take me between her lips, her tongue probing my pee hole as she sucked on the head of my cock. I felt myself stiffen as she handled my jewels, rolling them in her fingers. Trying to delay the inevitable, I went back to the pictures; but staring at two beautiful women in skimpy bikinis while one of them was under your desk, trying to take your cock into her throat; well it just wasn't helping.

Britt had found her rhythm, taking her lover's thick cock deep into her throat, nearly gagging her. Britt slathered my balls with the thick mucus as she fucked me with her mouth, her tongue teasing my sensitive underside. Britt moaned on my cock, both hands and her mouth driving me to the brink, unrelenting. Desperate to hold back as long as possible, I managed to grab the mouse and pull the cursor to the lower corner to expose the desktop wallpaper, a picture of one of the houses I'd built a few years ago. 

Click....Blam! Instead of a stately Mediterranean style house, there I was in all my sweaty, naked glory, driving my cock up the ass of a voluptuous blonde, bent over the hood of a black El Camino, her black eyes staring at me from the monitor.

"Ah Fuck Britt!!" I bellowed as my cock erupted, all his senses focused on the hands and lips, unseen below the desktop, sucking the essence out of me and my brain replaying our carnal debauchery on the hood of a classic car.

Britt meanwhile was caught off-guard, my cock blasting volley after volley of hot cum against the roof of her mouth, my jolting hips bouncing her head against the bottom of the table. She was seeing stars as she struggled to swallow, her hand involuntarily squeezing my balls, milking me for all he was worth.

I stared at the picture, remembering the feeling of total release when I unloaded a long day's frustration and teasing into Britt's ravenous ass. My cock pulsed involuntarily, depositing all I had to offer. Completely spent, I pushed back from the table, reaching for this incredible woman, helping her into my lap. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 12



Everybody Needs a Hobby – Part 12

**Tuesday afternoon**

It had been a relatively uneventful day. Work was going fine; no big fires to put out and Britt; my oversexed, beautiful blonde girlfriend and sort-of business partner hadn't called all day. If I'm being honest, I missed her calls, her voice and the fact that she enjoyed getting me all worked up was frustrating, but I did enjoy it. 

She spent the night at home with her roommates, Gina and Kate. Kate was going to bring Britt a few bikinis that we were going to use for our photo shoot today. Before Britt and I found each other, or should I say, Britt found me, the three girls were inseparable, and their sex lives was kept in-house; no men to get in the way of their pursuit for a proper education. My introduction into the mix had sort of stirred things up, but so far, it seemed for the better. 

Oh sure, you'd say, of course it's better for you; your girlfriend is a knock-out blonde who's willing to do anything with you and for you, sexually and otherwise. And then to make things even better, she is so confident and open-minded, she is willing, even wants, to share you with her best friends. Of course, the sharing goes both ways; not only are you the luckiest guy on earth, but it seems that the girls benefit too, at least in the short run. God only know where this is leading, how long the fantasy will last, but what the hell, bring it on.

Anyway, about the time I think I'd better check in with Britt, my cell rings. I tap the side of the Bluetooth in my ear hoping the damn thing works this time; "This is George."

"Hi lover," comes the sweet voice I love to hear. "I thought I better check in with you. So how's your day been?"

"Well, it started good," referring to the 'Three-pussy' photo she'd emailed me this morning, "the middle's been okay, kind of boring; but just now it got a whole lot better."

"Aww, well I'm glad I can make your day a little better. I can't wait to show you what I can do for your night," she purred suggestively.

"Yeah," I answered, "well I'll be ready. I abstained from jacking off to the photo you sent this morning."

"Oh goody, "she giggled in her little girl voice. "The hot rod got here about an hour ago and it is really cool. I think you should get one; it would be a blast to drive around on the weekends, you know, down by the beach."

"Yeah, well we'll see how this photography business goes. Maybe we could write it off as a company car, you know, put a sign on it and use it as a prop. The more I talk about it, it might make some sense. You keep thinking and we'll make this business work yet."

"Oh, I don't have any doubts that the business is going to go," she answered. "That is one of the things I was going to talk to you about. Other than the car being delivered, we got an email from a woman who wants to do some portrait work, I think. I said, 'I think' because the message is a little vague. She wants someone to give her a call to discuss what she wants, so I thought I should call you first and see what you wanted to do." 

I almost missed my turn, pondering about the email; "Yeah sure, go ahead and give her a call and see what she has in mind. You don't have to commit to anything; you can just tell her that you need to talk to me afterwards to make sure we can give her what she wants. How does that sound?"

"Okay, that'll work. I'll call her and see what she has in mind. I won't promise anything until we talk."

"Sounds good, so I take it you have the swimsuits for our shoot today?"

"Oh, yeah," Britt said with a little too much enthusiasm. "Kate came through for us. She even gave me one to keep because she said they could never sell it in the store. It is a sample that a company sent them. I guess companies do that all the time."

My mind reeled at the possibilities. "Is it anything like those suits that you girls have that you wore for me when I first met Kate and Gina?" I was referring to these little string numbers that were like some kind of macramé gone bad; or good, as far as I was concerned.

Britt laughed, "Not really, but I will tell you that the photo session that produced the shot I sent you started right after I tried on this suit."

"Okay, now I'm really anxious to get back to the studio. Well, I better get back to work. I'll see you in a couple hours."

"Can't wait baby; Suck you soon, "she giggled, hanging up the phone.

"What a goof ball," I said out loud. 'Yeah you lucky bastard, and she's your goofball,' I told myself.

**Late Afternoon**

I rolled up to the warehouse about 4:30 and cussed the big rolling door. I had a line on a big operator for the door; I really need to get back on that. In and out of the truck, door opened and closed, I pulled up next to Britt's car, half expecting her to greet me from the office again, like she did the other day, flashing her tits at me like a girl begging for beads at Mardi Gras. Nothing; and I glanced at the candy-apple red hot rod sitting in front of the set as I went upstairs to the office/studio. No one home; I went back downstairs into the house. Heading into the kitchen to get a drink, I heard the shower in the master bath running. I peeked around the corner and had to wait a couple minutes for my eyes to adjust. The lights in the shower were in the starlight mode, a random twinkling of fiber optic specks. Britt stood in the rain, her long blonde hair lathered, her body slick and shining as the excess suds loitered on her various bumps and curves. 

I threw my clothes off as quickly as I could, hindered by a hard-on, and snuck back to the shower. With her back to me, I quietly opened the door, but a little cool breeze must have given me away. "I wondered if I'd get away with washing my own hair," she said, turning her voluptuous body toward me. I took her slippery form in my arms and kissed her, my hands roaming around her backside. She moaned her approval in our kiss, her hands on my butt, grinding against my stiffness.

I walked her backwards and turned on the regular shower. Tilting her head back to keep the soap out of her eyes, I took the opportunity to nibble at her throat as I ran my fingers through her hair, her fingers busy playing with my erection. I escaped her grasp and turned her around and worked in the conditioner, massaging her scalp, evoking sighs of contentment. Strictly following the instructions on the bottle to let the hair product do its magic for a couple minutes, I used the time to draw her backside tight to me and let me hands wander, scrutinizing the terrain. Britt leaned her head back and sideways, offering her neck and ear to snack on while my hands skirted the hills and valleys that made up her sumptuous front side. My stiffness found its way home, nestled between her legs, her pussy lips hugging me.

Any other time, we would have let nature take its course and been fucking like bunnies, but we had work to do and Britt's promise to fuck me senseless on the hood of the hot rod was enough to strengthen my resolve. I rinsed us off and escorted her out of the shower and we dried each other off with the oversized bath sheets. Britt continued to incite me, grabbing me whenever the opportunity arose; "C'mon, just a little," she pleaded mockingly. 

I finally had to play the 'Boss' card; "Okay, let's get serious now. We need to get this shot tonight and I'd like to be in bed before midnight. Turn around and let me get your hair dried."

Obediently, Britt handed me the brush while she held onto the hair dryer, patiently waiting for me to work out the tangles. "You're right," she said; "work comes first and I want to make sure we have plenty of time to do the second shoot. I've been wet all day just thinking about it." She reached back; just to make sure she still had my attention.

I tried to distract her as she vainly tried to grope me; "So, did you get back to the lady who wanted to do the portrait work?"

"Oh yeah, I'm sorry. I've been thinking so much about riding your dick I kinda forgot about it," she giggled, glancing back to take a peek at my state of arousal. "I did talk to her and I'm still a little unclear about what she really wants and she sounded kind of nervous and shy on the phone. Basically, she has a boyfriend stationed overseas and she wants to send him some photos of her. They do the Skype thing and she started to get real flustered when she talked about that. I got the feeling that she doesn't trust computers and email and that kind of thing, so that's why she wants to do some photographs."

"Okay, so how old do you guess she is?" I asked as I reached around to take the hair dryer from her. Britt took the opportunity to grab my semi-erect cock and give it a couple slow tugs while leaning in for a quick kiss. Shaking my head in wonder, I got back behind her and flipped on the dryer; "SO?" I said loudly over the roar of 1500 watts and a screaming fan.

"WHAT?" she yelled back.

"I ASKED HOW OLD YOU THOUGHT THE WOMAN MIGHT BE."

"OH, I DON'T KNOW; SHE SOUNDED LIKE SHE COULD HAVE BEEN MY AGE, MAYBE A LITTLE OLDER; WHY?"

"WELL," I said, running my fingers through her hair, the dryer seemingly getting louder by the second; "IF SHE WAS AN OLDER WOMAN, I'D GUESS THAT SHE WANTS A MORE TRADITIONAL PORTRAIT WHERE SOMEONE YOUNGER MIGHT WANT SOMETHING MORE CASUAL, OR EVEN TAKEN DOWN AT THE BEACH OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT."

Britt reached back and ran her fingers though her hair, helping with the drying operation. I caught her eye in the mirror as I admired her resplendent body in the reflection. She even looked sexy yelling, "I'M SORRY, I GUESS I SHOULD HAVE TRIED TO GET MORE OUT OF HER, BUT SHE SEEMED SO NERVOUS THAT I DIDN'T WANT TO PUSH IT. IF I DON'T HEAR BACK TOMORROW, I'LL CALL HER." She smiled and then placed her hands under her breasts, forcing them up, showing them off, and then threw me an air-kiss.

I leaned forward and kissed the back of her head and then dropped the hair dryer lower, 'goosing' her with the warm air. "Hey!" she yelped, jumping away as I turned off the dryer.

"All done," I laughed as I set the dryer on the counter. "Hand me the brush please."

With a pouty look, she handed me the brush and I somewhat reverently brushed out her luxurious mane. I felt her staring at me in the mirror, probably curious as to my infatuation with her hair. I've asked myself the same question and my only answer is that I somehow equate femininity with long hair and have a natural attraction to women with long hair. There are some beautiful women who can pull off a short cut and it even adds to the beauty of their face, maybe frames it just right; but given the choice of say a Demi Moore with a shaved head and one with long hair; I'll take the latter without a second thought. 

I heard her talking, but my mind was elsewhere; "Pardon, what was that?"

"I said," with a huge smile on her face, "If you keep that up, I won't have any hair left."

"Oh!" I answered, uncharacteristically flustered, "I'm sorry, I was just thinking about something else and lost track."

Britt turned to me and took the brush from me and with a half dozen strokes had mine in place; "What were you thinking about?" 

Back on track, I took the brush back and fussed with her part and then kissed her lightly on the lips. "I was just thinking," as I put the brush back on the counter and took her in my arms; "how beautiful you are and how lucky I am," kissing her once more. 

It took all the fortitude we could muster to not run into the bedroom and attempt to wear out the mattress. "Okay gorgeous," I said as I gave her another kiss; "You do whatever you do to get ready and I'll go setup to shoot."

"Okay lover," she said, leaning down and giving my prick a little peck. Turning away and purposely shaking her butt, she looked over her shoulder and said, "Don't forget the little remote thingy," referring to the remote that lets me trigger the camera from a distance. 

"Yeah, like I'd forget that," I laughed. "I even made sure I had a spare battery for it, just in case." 

Britt disappeared into the walk-in closet and I grabbed a pair of shorts and my flip-flops and headed toward the front door. 

**Twenty minutes later**

I had all the lights set and plugged in and the hot rod was light enough that I could push it into place by myself. This ride was nice with the deep red paint, and all the chrome. The upholstery was black leather that had a nice tuck and roll job. Someone had put a lot of love and sweat into this one. Just for grins, I walked to the front end and pushed on the hood, assessing its stability. Satisfied, I gently sat on it and bounced a little, checking out the suspension. This would be a sweet ride...wink, wink.

I heard the slight clicking sound of high heels on concrete and twisted to watch my favorite model strut toward me; her long legs glistened, showing the definition in her calves and thighs. Even the retro Rolling Stones t-shirt she had on looked sexy; just long enough to hit the top of her legs. My construction upbringing compelled me to let out a long wolf-whistle, causing her to smile widely.

Britt set down the little paper bag that I hadn't noticed she was carrying, deducing that it contained the wardrobe changes. With these suits, it didn't take a very big bag. Grabbing my camera and checking the settings, I said, "Okay, I guess we're ready."

I looked up and watched as Britt grabbed the shirt and lifted it over her head. I nearly forgot to breathe as the unveiling took place. The bottoms, well the piece that goes at the bottom, consisted of string that was about the thickness of the yarn my mom used to knit sweaters out of; and where the little triangular piece that covers the promise land usually is; well that appeared to be, well, invisible. I swear that I could see her pussy lips framed by a triangle of string. The top was equally revealing consisting of what I equate to a little knitted yarn washer, the outside diameter not quite big enough to cover her areola and the center hole snuggly hugged her erect nipple which protruded proudly. A couple more strings held the thing in place. 

I stood there, mouth agape as she tossed the shirt aside, fluffed her hair and struck a pose; "Ta-da."

Instinctively, I snapped off a couple shots, not really caring whether the lights were positioned correctly or not and then stepped up for a closer inspection. "So, what do you think?" she asked, doing a slow 360.

"I think I want to eat you up, right where you stand. I take it this is the suit that you said they couldn't sell in the store?"

"Yeah," she giggled, twisting and turning so I got the full effect of the suit. "Believe it or not, the maker gave them a suggested retail price of $60.00 for this. Can you believe that?" She turned again, and bent forward slightly showing the yarn smartly spanning her tight ass pucker. My cock lurched at the sight.

"Well I can see why John figured he couldn't sell many of these and I'm not sure it'll make it in the calendar, but I sure as hell want it for ours." I stepped up to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek, not wanting to muss her lipstick and at the same time ran a finger between her pussy lips, sending a tremor through her. I licked her essence off my finger; "now let's get this started before I fuck you right here on the floor."

Britt didn't utter a word and was obviously hot and bothered, her chest flushed red and her eyes darkened. We managed to find a couple positions that looked good and suggestive, but maybe a bit too suggestive and as she moved from pose to pose, she just got more and more turned on. After about ten minutes of shooting she turned and said in a throaty voice, "I'm so fuckin' turned on, how about a couple naughty shots and then we move on?"

I could only nod in agreement, thankful again for multi-gigabyte cards and loose shorts. I kept my eye to the viewfinder, the lights flashing all around us as Britt leaned over the side of the driver's door, one hand on the wheel, peering down like she was looking for something on the seat. Meanwhile her other hand was snaked up between her legs, two fingers spreading her lips, her pink core shimmering with heat. She glanced back at me, her eyes black, and licked her lips as she slid one finger, then two, then a third into her pussy, slowly fucking herself, bringing herself to the edge until her body erupted in climax, her juices coating her hand. The muscles in her legs and butt clinched, more defined under the lights, as they fought to keep her upright. I had zoomed in for a closer look, my finger on the shutter release, automatically capturing the lustful event. I pulled back and took a couple more shots as she recovered, her chest heaving, breasts straddling the tuck and roll seat back.

I sat the Nikon down and walked over to her, helping her straighten up. I ran my hands over her slick torso, a calming massage. She turned her head, "Sorry, I just had to do get off. Between the shower, the hair drying and this suit, it was either this or just rape you."

"Don't ever apologize for something like that," I assured her. "That was one of the sexiest things I have ever seen. If I hadn't needed both hands to shoot with, I'd have been jacking off right along with you."

Britt shuddered at the thought, "Ah fuck, we need to do that. The girls and I sometimes sit opposite each other and finger ourselves until we cum; it's kind of like a race to see who can cream first. Most times we don't make it and just start eating each other....Fuck; I'm getting horny again," her hand moving slightly at her crotch.

I stepped back and put my arm around her waist, leading her to where she dropped the little bag of clothes. "You think you're horny?" nodding my head downward. Britt smiled with pride as she saw the bulge; my cock trying to rip through my shorts. "Let's get you into a real suit and get this shoot done."

I couldn't recall ever hurriedly helping a woman get clothes on before; it's generally the other way around; and this is a helluva lot more frustrating. I was nearly beside myself as I helped her into the royal blue string number and then reapplied some body lotion where she had sweated it off while writhing on the little red two-seater. I had to keep reminding myself that soon enough I'd have my cock parked in her tight snatch and we'd be fucking each other until we couldn't stand.

"Okay gorgeous," I said, repositioning my hard-on in my shorts, causing her to laugh at my discomfort. "Hey, it's all your fault, now let's get this done."

We somehow reverted to a more professional mode and got some awesome shots. Again, we had to be cognizant of the fact that we were shooting a car calendar, not a girly calendar, but honestly; who was going to take a second look at the car?

"You're amazing," I told her as she managed on her own to put on the next bikini while I scrolled through the shots. 

"Well thank you sir," she replied as she pulled on an impossibly tight little set of boy shorts with an equally tight, tiny top. The material was so thin it only had one side and it reflected every detail of the skin it barely covered. Her nipples threatened to burst through and her camel-toe and butt crack were so profound, you'd have placed a week's wages on the bottoms actually being paint instead of some miracle fabric.

"Wow," was all I could say as we started shooting. It took a little more positioning to keep it 'R' rated, and the few shots that weren't were really art at a different level. Again I had to tell her how absolutely breathtaking she looked; she radiated sex. 

When it was all said and done, we had a couple hundred shots, so there would be no problem coming up with the perfect one that showed off the car as well as the voluptuous blonde. I had the foresight to bring out a couple bottles of water that we drank as we scrolled through the shots; Britt tucked in close to get a good look at the little screen on the camera body. I could feel the heat from her body, her breathing slightly more rapid as we looked at more photos.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 12



"Okay, that's enough on the little screen," I announced, setting the camera on the table. I slipped my hand to her ass and pulled her in tight, my tongue searching for hers as my hands tried to find where the boy shorts ended and her skin began. There was no seam; the material was so thin and the shorts so tight, my fingers were soon frustrated. Britt had no such problem as her hand quickly found my stiff cock, caressing it gently. 

"Okay," I said, trying not to appear panicky; "Here, let me get the camera on the tripod and in place and you try to get that damn suit off."

Britt giggled at my frustration, inwardly proud that she had me so clearly worked up; she was kind of enjoying this dominate position, and she was soon going to enjoy another. I quickly had the camera mounted, located the remote and turned to see Britt just standing there, staring at me.

"What are you waiting for?" my voice squeaked, causing her to break out into a bigger grin.

"I can't seem to get my bottoms off," she said in her little girl voice. "Could you help me please?" twisting her hips back and forth.

'God I love this girl,' I said to myself as I stepped up to her side, kissing her shoulder. I placed my left hand on the small of her back, my right one on her tummy and whispered, "Inhale." Quick to catch on, she complied, giving me just enough room to slip both hands downward. My left slid over familiar ground, a couple fingers following the crevasse, skirting over her puckered star as the miracle fabric stretch tighter. The right followed a mirrored path over similar terrain, but this area was more slippery and pliant, and a trembling occurred as I passed over the small mound near the top of the course. 

"Oh fuck me," she mumbled as my fingers met at the bottom, one having lost its way, sucked into the steamy confines of her pussy.

"Gladly" I answered, wiggling my middle digit. "Let's see if we can get these off now." It took four hands, but we finally got them down onto her thighs, but I wasn't compelled to release my hold just yet. I pulled upright slightly, nearly lifting her off her feet, her arm around my shoulder, hanging on. "You know, I kind of like hugging this way," as I wiggled that one finger again. 

She cooed, squirming in my hands, "I like it too, but it might be a bit awkward in public." Gyrating a bit more, "Before you make me cum again, maybe we should get on with the shoot?"

With a deep sigh, I relented; "If you insist," but not before I hooked my finger and pressed firmly on 'The Spot.'

Britt nearly jumped off my finger, "Oh you little fucker," she groaned as her pussy tried to strangle my digit.

Proud of myself, I slowly released her and then helped her skin the bottoms the rest of the way off, kissing her legs as I went. She held my shoulder, lifting her high-heel clad feet as I battled the form-fitting fabric over them. I stared; somewhat amazed at what I held once we had the bottoms off. The shorts looked more like they were sized for a child's doll than a real person; amazing. The tiny top was a bit easier to get off and I nibbled at her nipples as they were revealed. Finally free of the constricting swimwear, she asked, "So which suit do you want for these last pictures?" holding up the two choices.

"Do you really need to ask," I said, pointing at the small collection of yarn that she wore first.

"My choice too," she said as she sorted through the strings. "I can fuck you without even taking it off." Slipping her legs through what passed as leg holes, she said, "Okay, drop the shorts and assume the position on the hood." 

Throwing a goofy salute, "Yes Mam," and dropped them to the floor, my cock also saluting.

With a serious note, she slipped her nipples though the little holes in what passed as the top, "I am so going to fuck you; now sit down."

Remote in hand, I sat perched on the bright red hood of the hot rod, the metal cold on my balls, and snapped pictures as she sauntered to me; six inch heels...long toned legs... slick, shaved pussy... taut belly... firm, proud c-cups...long blonde hair...beautiful face...my cock throbbed...I was about to be fucked!

She stopped in front of me, legs spread slightly, and her black eyes glistened as she stared at my swelling cock. The camera fired once more before she turned, presenting her backside. I stared at the small of her back, the two dimples just above the horizontal string. A vertical string disappeared in between her ass cheeks as I spread them, following its descent. 

I caught my breath as I felt her grasp my cock, ready to guide it home. With my hands on her hips, I thought I was in control as I felt the crown of my anxious cock split her inner lips, peeking inside. I was wrong... I forgot... she was going to fuck me. Without hesitation, she buried my cock deep inside her hungry cunt and squeezed, her pussy walls undulating. 

"Oh Fuck Baby," I cried as I hugged her tight, my arms around her belly, my face against her back, as my cock exploded. Britt shivered and groaned, her pussy maintaining a strangle hold as she held her pose, letting me collect myself. 

I'd loosened my hold on my lover and she began a slow jacking motion, her pussy walls rippling up and down my length; she wasn't going to let me go soft. I slowly regained my senses, remembering the camera remote still somehow in my hand. I triggered a blinding light that caught Britt off guard; her pussy contracted in response.

Britt peered at the camera through slit eyes, "Mmm, that'll look hot Baby." She kept moving, slowly increasing the length of her stroke. "Mmm...I'm not through with you yet Baby," she uttered seductively. She continued her slow cadence, our combined juices adding to her warm caress. A slobbery, sucking sound came with each stroke, "Ohh," she groaned as her pussy clinched my cock briefly, a small orgasm ran through her pussy. "Fuck, listen to my pussy sucking on you big hard cock Baby; your cum is so warm inside me...Mmm....so good, soo good...I want more cum Baby," as her strokes got longer and faster.

I nearly forgot the camera again, but it's not like the scene had changed much. I was still sitting on the hood of a hot rod; my miraculously-still-stiff cock was being abused by a ravenous blonde doing the ultimate lap-dance. I fired off another shot just as I felt her stiffen, "AH FUCK BABY, I'M CUMMING, CUMMING.........AHHHH!" Her body convulsed as though electrocuted, rigid and her skin was hot to the touch. 

I held her tight as she slumped forward, completely drained, her pussy still in constant convulsions. I held her in place with one arm, running my hand over her back, comforting her. She slowly came back to reality and sat up with my help, my cock still stiff in her spent pussy. Britt pulled my arms tight around herself, placing my hands on her breasts, the little nipple-strangling top long displaced. She squeezed my cock with her pussy; "You didn't cum?"

"No, I'm okay.

"But I want to feel you cum again; my pussy wants to feel you cum again."

"If you're sure," I said. "Can you kick your heels off?"

Unquestioning, she flicked her heels across the set and I slowly pushed her up and off my cock, a slurping, sucking sound ensued, along with a sad groan from the satiated blonde. 

"Here," I said, turning her around by the hips; "I want to look at you." She turned and I saw those transparent blue eyes again, her tell of contentment. "Okay, now; sit in my lap; put your legs around my waist." She complied as I helped her, my hands on her butt cheeks, my butt once again on the hood. "Now," I said nodding down between us, my stiff cock pointing at her pussy; "May I?"

Britt looked back up, kissed me softly and said, "Please....fuck me." We kissed as my cock was drawn to her, slipping inside, welcomed back for the final round. We held each other tight, kissing, nibbling, as my cock and her pussy did the same, loving on each other. Unhurried, the eventual finally approached; "I feel it," she said, her pussy coaxing me along. Forehead to forehead, we looked in each other's eyes, willing the other to cum first. Suddenly we both gasped, eyes wide and BOOM! My cock delivered load after load as her pussy milked me dry, taking all I had to offer until she was satisfied there was no more. 

Tears formed in both our eyes as we felt the finale and we held still and tight, staring, loving. After who knows how long, hugging, heads on the other's shoulder, I whispered in her ear, "My butts asleep."

Britt snorted a laugh in my ear and clinched her pussy around my half-hard, but very happy cock. "I think my legs are too," still wrapped around my waist. "We'll just have to stay here until someone comes to rescue us.

**2 a.m. Wednesday morning**

I woke needing to take a leak and looked over at the clock on the bedside table; 'Hmm, two o'clock...hopefully in the morning.' I was in bed, on top of the covers, Britt next to me, snoring her cute little snore. I slipped off the bed and padded toward the toilet, trying to remember what happened after we'd made love on the hood of the hot rod. After successfully answering nature's call and remembering to put the seat down, I wandered over to the dresser and found my cell phone knowing it had the good sense to differentiate between a.m. and p.m. 'Oh good, it's still night; back to bed,' I told myself. I managed to get my naked, sleeping beauty under the covers and then crawled in beside her, assuming the position, spooning, my sleepy dick comfortably resting against my lovers warm butt.

The obnoxious alarm jolted me awake as Britt buried her head under the covers muttering something like; "loud..fucking...stupid..turn it...fuckin'...grumble,grumble,grumble..." Britt is obviously not a morning person and I managed to swat at the clock until it was silenced. I rolled back over and pulled the covers off her head and kissed her tangled blonde tresses. 

"Good morning lover," I said softly

"Morning," came the less than inspired reply.

I ran my hand up and down her spine, petting and coaxing her to wake up, after all, she had the same amount of sleep as I did; at least I think she did. "Say, do you remember what happened last night?"

Britt grumbled some more, rolled over on her back and stretched and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and then gave me a look that said, 'Well that's a stupid question.' She yawned and then rolled over on her side to face me, her head propped up on hand.

"Well let's see," she began. "We shot some photos, I fucked you and you came, then I fucked you some more and I came, then...." And her eyes brightened; "we made love and we both came and then you woke me up." She smiled; all proud of herself.....wise ass.

I launched a tickle attack and she squirmed to get away, tangled in the bedding until she finally surrendered. I held her captive, one hand full of breast and the other between her legs, my forearm pressed against her pussy. "I meant, smarty-pants, after we made love. Do you remember coming to bed?"

"No," she answered as she slowly rubbed up and down my arm like a cat; "the last I remember is your butt being asleep and us waiting to be rescued," giggling and rubbing a little harder. 

"Well you're no help. I better get up and see what kind of mess we left. What time did you say they were picking up the car today?"

Britt didn't answer as she was busy rubbing her wet pussy on my arm, a look of concentration on her face, biting her lower lip. I watched for a couple seconds; it seemed that she didn't even know I was there... and it was my arm she was getting off on!

In retrospect, I probably should have just waited it out and seen how long it took her to either climax or realize I was laying there watching and die of embarrassment. Yeah, like that was going to happen; so to move things along I turned and had her flat on her back, my head between her legs looking up at her shocked expression.

"Hey," she barked, "what are you doing?" Man, she almost seemed pissed, so before she could make another move, I pushed her legs back and ran my tongue across her ass and up her pussy, stopping to suck gently on her clit. I glanced back up between her tits, and she still seemed to be scowling so I figured I better give it my best. I lowered my head back down and let my tongue wander, running around her outer lips, then dipping inside, tracing her inner lips and then slipping in to lap at her inner walls. Her butt began to rock, trying to direct my tongue. I continued to explore, my tongue darting in and out of her pussy, and then down to play with her asshole, slipping in a bit at a time. Her rocking became a writhing and I had to put one hand on her belly to keep her in place. I moved back up to take her clit between my lips and sucked on it as she thrust her hips up to rub her pussy and ass on my scratchy chin; I hadn't shaved since yesterday. 

"Oh fuck," she moaned as she grabbed my hair; "Oh yeah, right there Baby, do that....ummm, yeah suck it Baby, suck my clit, suck it, suck it...... Unh, unh, unh, unh....Oh Fuck Baby...I'm cumming....Don't stop, don't you fuckin' stop....ohhhhh!!!" And cum she did, all over my face, the sheets, everywhere. 

I stayed put, nuzzling and licking, occasionally hitting a spot that caused her to jump and pull the hair she still had wrapped around her fingers. I left well-enough alone for a couple more minutes until I felt her grip loosen and her gentle snoring resume. I carefully slid off the bed and headed to the shower.

**Just after 10 a.m.**

While I was in the shower, I recalled that the hot rod was scheduled to be picked up in the afternoon, so making sure it was clean and ready to go, I decided to let Britt sleep in a bit more. I re-set the alarm for 10 o'clock, gave her a kiss on the forehead and headed off to work.

I glanced at the clock in my truck and saw it was just after 10 when my phone went off; I guessed it was probably my sleepy-headed sex-fiend. Coaxing the Bluetooth to answer; "This is George."

"Thank you," came the groggy sounding reply.

"You're welcome?" I responded, thinking this must be Britt I was talking to, but I wasn't one hundred percent positive. There was a long silence and I thought for a moment that the worthless hands-free device had failed me again. Just as I was about to curse the thing, I heard a rustling sound; "Is that you babe?" I asked the caller.

Speaking while she stretched and yawned, "If 'Babe' is the one whose pussy you ate this morning, then yes, it's me." I could visualize her smile over the phone and wished I was there with her. "Thank you for setting that obnoxious alarm," she groaned through another yawn; "You really wiped me out this morning."

"My pleasure," I said with a smile she couldn't see. "I think I got everything cleaned up and the car ready to go, but you should probably go and double check; make sure there's no butt smears on the hood."

Britt laughed through another yawn, "Yeah that was quite the ride you gave me last night lover. Did you get a chance to look at any of the pictures?"

I pulled up to the supply house I was heading to and parked; "No, like we talked about this morning, I don't remember anything after we made love. This morning, I went out to check on things and all the lights were unplugged and the cords wound up and the camera was sitting on the kitchen island, so we sorta cleaned-up afterwards."

"Maybe it was our rescuers," she said as I heard her voice now echoing in the bathroom.

"Who knows?" I laughed as I visualized her shuffling around naked, her long blonde hair disheveled and her eyes fighting to focus. "So, I have the car pointed in the right direction so they can just back in and load it up." I heard her set the phone down and she must have switched it to speaker phone because all I heard now was water running; she must have sat it next to the sink. "So," I said loudly, surmising I would have to compete with the faucet; "what else do you have on the agenda for today?"

"Hang on," and splashing was all I heard until the water was turned off and a muffled, "what was that?" through a cotton towel.

Giving her a couple more seconds; "I was just being chatty and asked what else you were up to today."

"I'm sorry," she said, "I could have waited to call you but I was dreaming about last night when the alarm went off and I just wanted to thank you and tell you how much I love you, then my eyes started to burn, so I had to get up and rinse my face. So, thank you again for this morning and I do love you so, so much. Last night was incredible and I can't imagine how it could get any better, but I'm betting that it will."

"I don't know if I can handle ' better' since I can't even remember shutting down last night and going to bed. And as far as thank you's go, I should thank you because I've never been so thoroughly fucked and then fucked again. Cumming twice like that was pretty intense."

"Yeah," she said, "I expect you to do that all the time now. Your cum makes a pretty good lube. Next time you fuck my ass, we'll have to try for the double," she giggled.

At least I was stopped and parked this time, my dick responding to her teasing. Back to business; "So, they pick up the hot rod this afternoon. Is the MG supposed to be delivered tomorrow?"

"That's the plan," she said and I could hear that she was walking and I wondered, 'how many days are Naked Days when I'm not around?' I heard the distinct sound of the pressure releasing when she opened the fridge and then the sound of a cupboard door and a glass being set on the counter. She continued; "I'll also probably call that woman back about the portraits she wants to do for her boyfriend and see if I can drag any more info out of her. If she wants any prices, what should I tell her?"

"Well," as I listened to her take a drink, "we have the prices we came up with for studio time, and if she wants prints, we'll just charge her whatever they cost us plus a little for handling. You know, I was also thinking that we need to build the portfolio so maybe we can make her a deal on the prints if we can use some of her shots in the portfolio; what do you think?"

"Makes sense to me," she said, the sipping sound coming over the phone. "I take it we want to do a printed portfolio along with the one on the website?"

"Yeah, I think so. Even with everyone being on-line, seeing an actual print means more to a lot of people. That's something we can do in our spare time, or I should say, that you can do in your spare time. You can go through my files and pick out photos that you think would work in a portfolio. I'm a little biased, so I think you'd make a better judge of what looks good."

"Okey dokey, well my little butt's getting cold so I think I'll hop in the shower, think about you and your big cock and then get to work," she giggled.

"Okay," I answered, "and you know what I'll be thinking about all day."

"Well, I should hope so. So; dinner; maybe go over some of yesterday's shots for the real calendar and then maybe Movie Night? I think I'll be in the mood for a little porn-fest tonight; whatta ya think?"

"I think I can't wait to get home. I'll call you when I'm on my way and see if I need to pick up anything for dinner, okay?"

"Good deal; okay, let me get in the shower and make sure you didn't dribble on the car last night. I love you and I'll see you when you get home."

"Love you too," I laughed, mashing on the Bluetooth.

** Sometime after 4 p.m.**

Well, it turned out to be a pretty productive day after all. My mind did occasionally stray to last night's photo session and I was still mildly concerned that I couldn't recall what happened afterwards. There were no drugs or alcohol involved, so I just put it off to loss of blood in the cranial region. All work related matters went smoothly and I ran into the guy that I was talking with about putting an electric operator on my oversized, rolling warehouse door. We struck a deal and he figured he could get it installed next week. I'd called Britt and she said that dinner was set, to just 'get my ass home,' so here I was, cussing the big door, glad that next week would be the end of this particular ordeal.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 12



I pulled up to the house and honked and Britt popped up from behind the office railing upstairs and gave me what would turn into the traditional 'Welcome Home Titty Flash.' "Hi Sweetie," she called out, now juggling her tits and laughing. Every guy should get this greeting when he gets home from a hard day's work; beats the hell out of a dog slobbering all over you. 

With more energy than I thought I had, I bounced up the stairs and there was my girl, sitting in my chair at the computer, her long blonde hair hanging loose over her bare shoulders. Because of the arms on the chair, I couldn't see if she was wearing shorts and her shapely bare legs and feet were tucked under the table. "So, did I miss the Naked Day memo?"

"No silly, I'm dressed," she said, spinning the chair to face me. Yeah, silly me; dressed for her was about the skimpiest pair of panties known to man. She stood and did a slow pirouette; I glanced around; 'damn it, where is that camera?' She smiled at me seductively as she approached, walking on the balls of her feet. We embraced, kissing like we hadn't seen each other in months, my hands, naturally, firmly grasping her bare butt cheeks. Breaking to breath, we whispered in harmony,"Hi lover." 

"So," I asked as I massaged her ass, "were you a good girl today?"

"I'm always good," she replied, her right thigh now waking my cock.

"Yes you are," kissing her again, letting my fingers trace the little string that ran through her ass crack. "What I meant was, did you get any real work done? I see the hot rod's gone; what else have you been up to, my love?"

"Well here, sit down and I'll go over what I've gotten done." 

She sat me in the chair and then sat in my lap, squirming to get comfortable as she grabbed the mouse and starting clicking away. After a couple seconds she stood back up and tuned to look at me; "This isn't going to work," and then paused. "You know what to do," pointing at my crotch. 

"Yes dear," I said and pulled my jeans and boxers to the floor. I sat there, half stiff and waited.

"Well?" she asked, pointing at my cock as she sat up on the desk opposite me. Evidently I'm a little dense as she huffed and then spread her legs, pulling what little there was of the panties aside and began running her middle finger in and out of her slick cunt, all the time staring down at my cock. My dick was bright enough to understand what she wanted, willing my hand over to stroke myself to stiffness.

"Bout time," she said as she got off the desk, turned her back to me and unceremoniously sat on my cock, taking it all in a single plunge. She shivered as she nestled in, my cock firmly buried within her. "There, that's more comfortable, now here are the shots from yesterday......" And she scrolled through all the shots that she wanted to consider for the calendar while my cock was massaged by her pussy. I tried to maintain a bit of professional decorum, as much as is possible with your bone up the snatch of your assistant and your hands annoying her as you try to play with her tits. 

"Next," she said as she leaned forward for her notes, releasing about half my length before setting back down and giggling at herself. "Oh yeah," grabbing the mouse again, "I talked to the woman again about the portraits; her name is Melissa by the way, and here is her Facebook page," which flashed up on the screen. I could just see the little picture of her on the corner of the page before Britt clicked over and pulled up a bigger picture of her from an album. 

"Wow," I said,"she's pretty, and a redhead to boot." That earned me a reminder squeeze of where my priorities lie. "I was just sayin'; she is pretty isn't she?"

"Yeah, I guess," as she rocked back and forth a couple times. "Anyway, I got a little more information out of her. She is really shy; you can even see it in her pictures; but what I finally got out of her is she wants to send her beau some more 'intimate' photos," as she made with the air quotes, again giving me a couple pleasurable wiggles.

I grabbed Britt's hips and held her still so I could ask her some questions before I threw her on the desk and fucked her silly. "So if she just wants some pictures to tease her boyfriend with; why not just shoot them herself with one hand like everyone does now, or in a mirror or have a friend do it?"

Britt moaned a little as it was my turn to tease, flexing myself inside her; " Unnh...yeah, well I asked her the same thing and she said she wants really good photos and she also wants him to wonder who took them. I think she has a little 'tease' in her that she is trying to get out."

"Oh," I said as I held her hips and twisted her slightly, left and right which got a pretty healthy groan out her; "so it's photography and psychology now, is it?" And I leaned in and nibbled at her neck; "so what's next?"

Britt fought a little against my grip, working her pussy to try and break my resolve. I bucked my hips up slightly, burying myself a bit deeper in her pulsating pussy. "Well...." she stuttered, "the MG is being delivered around ten tomorrow morning and she asked if she could come by around then and talk it over further. I told her that it would just be me, your lowly assistant, but she said that was fine, probably better in fact as she thought she could relate to me what she wanted, being a woman and all."

I had mixed feelings about bringing a client here this early in the game. The studio wasn't really all that showy in my mind. It's served its purpose up to now and I had a lot of ideas on improvements I want to make, but it is what it is, so we'll see how it goes. Melissa may take one look at the set-up and turn tail and run.

I re-established my grip on Britt's hips and raised and lowered her a couple times, sending a shiver through her that I felt all the way to the root. Planting myself deep once more and holding her tight I advised, "Well be gentle with the poor girl. Your idea of an 'intimate' picture is your legs spread, spreading your pussy open and a look that says; Come fuck me, big boy." 

Britt moaned and clinched her pussy tight, trying to strangle my cock in retaliation for my remark. It was my turn to groan as I lifted her up an inch or two and slammed her back down; we both shivered as a small orgasm rolled through her.

"Oh you fucker," she said in a nasty, loving way as she reached down to caress my balls. "I can be more subtle and seductive if I want to. Hey, I have an idea. I have some negligee you haven't seen yet. I'll go put it on, you get the camera and lights set up and we'll do some shots that I can show Melissa tomorrow." And before I could comment, she was bounding down the stairs, my stiff, wet cock left waving in the wind.

By the time I had the lights in position around the bed that made up part of the set here on the second floor; I heard the front door of the house slam and turned to watch my paramour ascend the stairs. My heart stumbled a bit as she came into view. On her feet was a pair of black high-heel strappy sandals that had heels that were all of six inches tall. They made her spectacular legs look just that much better and I was tempted to drop to my knees and just lick my way up and down the pair. She turned to show a silhouette of her butt cheeks, teasing through the diaphanous, black, I think they call it a chemise. Turning to face me, I could just make out the bit of satin that made up the panties that left little to the imagination. Moving upward, the sheer fabric gave hints of the curve of her waist, the shadow of her navel and then hung loosely on her un-tethered breasts, her nipples stiff in anticipation. She cleared her throat, breaking my trance. 

Her expression was one of serious seduction, determined to have her way. Her long blonde hair draped over her shoulders and the little spaghetti straps that held the skimpy outfit in place. Her eyes were nearly a color match to the sheer fabric. "Well?" she asked.

"I think I like it," was my nonsensical reply as I turned to pick up the big Nikon.

Britt glided over to the bed, an admirable feat considering the height of those heels. Striking a pose leaning against the bedpost, she glanced down at my crotch, "Take your dick out; I want to see how seductive you really think I am."

I already knew how seductive she looked; my cock was bent double and I was more than happy to bring it some relief. I shucked my shoes and socks, dropped the pants and drawers and stood there with my erection poking out through the tails of my button-down shirt. That brought a little smirk of satisfaction to my model as I began capturing her irresistible allure. 

My Britt is just naturally sexy. It doesn't matter if it's first thing in the morning, disheveled and sleepy-eyed, or all dolled-up, ready for a night on the town, she just has that thing; that thing that I can't explain. I've found myself lost in reverie as I sat and looked at her shoulder, or her ankle; anywhere I can focus, I find beauty. And when she tries to look even sexier than I see her all the time, well I'm just fucked, I have no defense. 

That's where I found myself now as she shifted from pose to pose, natural and fluid. Standing next to the bedposts, stretching and emphasizing her slender length, or on bent knee on the bed, hands on her hips in a defiant pose, you had no option but to want her, to make love to her. When she struck what was to be the final pose for the shoot; that is where I was; my only option was clear.

She crawled onto the bed on all four at a slight angle so that her firm breasts hung, shadowed by the gossamer fabric. Her long, lean back was defined by the black satin outline and her captivating derriere, framed by thin strands, beckoned. Her long bare legs, bent and tautly defined, her feet clad in 'fuck-me heels' delineated the starting point of my journey.

Her eyes read mine and she shivered as I set the camera on the floor and approached the bed, shedding the last of my clothes. I dropped to my knees at the foot of the bed, running my hands over her calves as my tongue played with the exposed portions of her feet. Moving on, I nuzzled and kissed my way along her calves and up those amazing thighs, ducking my head back and forth between then to nibble on them. Heat radiated from that heavenly intersection, her erotic aroma drew my nose over that miniscule patch of fabric, along the bridge of thread that spanned her winking, pink star. My tongue closely followed, sampling what I could through the satin strainer and slipping under the thread, poking at her back door. My lover moaned loudly as I gently pulled the panties aside and spread her cheeks to lap at her sweet sex. With reverence, I dined on her offerings, juices free flowing as I let my tongue explore, probing the depths of both portals. Britt moaned false protests as she lost control, her climax building; "Oh god, oh god, oh god...," she muttered until her orgasm crashed over her, her pussy grasping at my tongue.

Britt recovered, catching her breath, her head on a pillow, her ass still invitingly poised above the bed with my head on one cheek, running my hands up and down her back, eliciting a pleasured purr. Straightening back up, on my knees between hers, I rubbed her excess secretions into her inner thighs, my cock throbbing and in the way. Britt glanced back between her legs, spying my anxious erection and reached back, taking it in her hand and stroked it gently. Satisfied that I was indeed ready, she moved both hands up to her buttocks and spread them invitingly. Never one to turn down such an invite, I ran the head of my cock up and down, between her moist lips, sliding up on each stroke to anoint her tempting ass. 

With a coaxing thrust of her hips, I slipped the tip of my cock in between her welcoming lips. "Hmm, that's nice," she murmured, her head still resting comfortably on the pillow. 

Agreeing, I made short, slow thrusts, slowly making my way inward. Britt hummed lightly, her hips in constant motion as though trying to screw herself onto my cock. My hands roamed her back and butt, poking fun occasionally with her puckered star, which pulsed whenever she sensed I was near. Soon they were long deliberate thrusts, my cock glistened in her excretions; "Fuck baby," I moaned, " my cock is so hard, fucking your tight cunt...fuck I love fucking you...god you're so fucking good baby!"

Soon, we both were near the end as small orgasms rolled though her. I liken them to the fore-shocks that occur just before a major earthquake; and now they were coming one after another, I could feel them running up and down my swelling cock as I drove to completion. I felt her fingers on her clit, trying to hasten the cataclysmic event. "Oh fuck," she moaned, "God I love your cock...come on baby, fuck me....give me your cum baby....unh...unh...unh...unh." Britt pushed herself back up, back on all four, driving her cunt onto my cock, my hands on her hips, meeting her stroke for stroke.

"FUCK ME....FUCK ME..." she cried out, her pleas echoing off the walls.

That was the trigger I needed as we locked eyes, willing each other to go first. Finally, I relented as I felt my own ass pucker; "Ah shit, here it comes baby, Ahhhhh!!" and with a final thrust, I planted my seed deep in her furrow, load after load. Our eyes still locked, Britt's climax came just after my initial sowing, her mouth open, gasping and her beautiful eyes now rolled back, only the whites showing. Her body convulsed and her pussy contracted, pulling me deeper with each contraction. Her arms gave out as she passed out, her body still quaking with aftershocks, each breath I took caused her to convulse again. 

Finally I found my way out and collapsed beside her, exhausted and too warm to snuggle. I rubbed her back, a little concerned but content just the same. I am a lucky guy and she is indeed, very, very seductive. 

**5 a.m. Thursday Morning**

I awoke in my favorite position and hugged her tighter, nuzzling her neck. Unlike yesterday, I was not brain dead and did remember the evening before. Another round of mind-blowing sex with the one I love, followed by a long shower with the requisite hair washing, leg and pussy shaving and a light dinner. We had earlier intended to do a movie night, a porn movie that is, but the earlier romp on the upstairs studio bed had pretty well satisfied that hunger. It didn't stop us however from getting pretty involved while we ignored whatever was on the big screen in the bedroom. My little minx managed to get me aroused enough to park my cock in her nice warm pussy and then fall fast asleep, safe and secure; and that's how we were when we woke.

"Good morning," we mumbled in concert, stretching and griping.

"Can't we just stay in bed all day," she asked as she reached back, trying to capture my morning wood.

"Nothing I would like better," as I kneaded her ass and pushed myself up to a sitting position on the edge of the bed. "But, I have a less understanding boss than you do, so I'm afraid that's out of the question," as I headed to the bathroom.

Britt was close behind, and thankfully let me handle peeing by myself this time. "Yeah,' she said as she rinsed her face, "I've got my boss right where I want him. He lets me use his house, eat his food; basically do whatever I want to do and all I have to do is fuck him senseless and he's under my spell," she giggled.

"Yeah well, so far you've earned your keep. So you have a ten o'clock with the shy redhead, was it Melissa? And then the MG is also due about that time?

"Yep," she said as she tried to grab me as we passed; me on my way to the sink and her to the potty.

I rinsed while she tinkled; girls don't piss, they tinkle, and then we played a little grab-ass while we got dressed for the day. Well I got dressed anyway; her, panties and a crop top. 

"So you do get dressed a little more when they deliver a car, don't you?" as I fired up the coffee maker.

"Sometimes," she kidded. "I get pretty good service though when I dress this way. I guess I'll dress a little more business-like when Melissa comes over. That reminds me, I need to download those photos we did last night into a separate folder. I don't want to accidently show her any of our 'special' photos," she emphasized.

"Yeah," I laughed, "photos of me buried in your beautiful ass on the hood of a car might be a bit much for her."

"Hmm, I wish we could have gotten a couple last night. That was a hell of a pussy pounding you gave me; I don't usually pass out like that. Oh, and that lingerie seemed to do the trick, didn't it?"

"Well," as I took her in my arms, "I hate to burst your bubble, and yes, that was a pretty sexy get-up, but really, you could wear an old burlap bag and get my dick hard; you are just that fucking sexy and I love you. Now, give me a kiss, I need to hit the road."

**4 p.m. Thursday**

It had been a busy day which helped it fly by. I didn't even stop for lunch and realized it as I pointed the truck toward home. I also hadn't spoken to my favorite girl all day, so I willed my Bluetooth to work just one more time today and gave the studio a call.

"Red Brick Photography, Britt speaking," came through the tinny sounding earpiece.

"Hi babe," I said.

"Oh, hi lover; sorry, I didn't look at the caller ID."

"No worries; you sounded very professional; I liked it. So, I'm on my way home and realized I didn't have any lunch. How about I take you out somewhere?"

"Hmm, sounds good. I had a thing of yogurt after Melissa left and I've been busy on the computer all afternoon."

"Good; then you think about what you want and I'll be there in about 25 minutes," I said as I dodged the idiot in the Smart Car in front of me; almost had another hood ornament.

"Well," she cooed over the phone, "I know what I want, but it would just have to be an appetizer."

"Well I'm starved, so you may just have to wait until desert. Maybe you can have it with that movie we didn't watch last night," I implied.

"Naughty boy," she giggled. "Well hurry up and get here and I'll go down and put on some clothes."

"Wait," I said, "you aren't still wearing what you had on when I left this morning, are you?"

"No silly, I put on some shorts before the car was delivered and Melissa showed up just as they were leaving, so don't worry I didn't embarrass the company."

I knew better than to question Britt's judgment or actions. She was a smart girl with good business sense and took this all seriously. That's what I loved about her; she could handle herself in pretty much any situation and could switch personalities like you and I turn on a light. 

"All right baby, I'll see you in a few. Love you."

"Suck you soon," she giggled, hanging up the phone.

**Dinner at Luigi's**

I got home to find Britt dressed and ready to go. She looked good enough to eat in a short floral sundress with spaghetti straps and another pair of high-heel sandals. Her hair was pulled back in a loose French braid that left her long neck vulnerable. I quickly changed into a decent pair of slacks and polo shirt and we hopped in her car and were off.

Luigi's is a small, family owned place with seating for maybe thirty people and for a Thursday night we were still lucky to get a secluded booth. The food was good, the company better. Our hands were busy under the cover of the linen table cloth as we ate and shared our day.

"So, after they dropped off the car, Melissa drove in in a cute little Porsche. I recognized her from Facebook and waved her on in; she wasn't sure she had found the right place. She's really cute and her hair is a beautiful red or maybe more strawberry blonde. Anyway, she was wearing some really tight jeans and a nice blouse; she has a nice figure. So I briefly showed her the warehouse and the set with the car and then I took her upstairs to the studio." Britt paused to take another sip of Chianti and grabbed an olive from the antipasto plate. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 13



** Around 10 a.m. Friday morning**

I was sitting in a parking lot, early for an appointment and devilishly re-setting the presets on Britt's car stereo when she called. I had her car because the girl's house flooded yesterday and we moved them into my place last night. Today Britt, the blonde love of my life, and Gina were going to move more salvageable stuff and needed my truck to do it. 

"Hi lover," I said as I set her number one button to a bluegrass station. 

"Well 'Hi' to you too lover," came Gina's sultry voice through the tiny speaker. I could hear Britt laughing in the background. "Your other lover is driving, so she asked me to call. You're on speaker, so be careful what you say stud," she giggled as Britt broke out in more laughter.

"Hi baby," Britt said from the driver's seat of my truck, "We're on our way to the house and thought we'd check in and thank you for the snuggle session this morning; that was really special." 

"Yeah," agreed Gina and I could hear the break in both of their voices; I was truly touched. 

"You girls know I would do anything for you, so don't think anything about it; it's my pleasure, trust me."

"Well, you can bet it will be before we're done...Lover," Britt said emphatically. "Anyway, we called the insurance company this morning and got that ball rolling and then we called that prick of a landlord and gave him the good news. We may need you to explain to him what happened; I'm sure he thinks it was our fault."

"Yeah, sadly that's not that uncommon in houses built back then; not the greatest design in the world. So give me a call later and let me know what you think about the stuff that is too damaged. We'll have to get a dumpster or I'll borrow a truck from work and we can make a dump run if need be."

"George, you're the best," Gina said, "I don't know what we would do if it wasn't for you. So is it really okay if we put stuff in your building until we figure out what we're going to do?"

I laughed, "I don't think you'll take up too much room; I think we can handle it."

"Well, I had to ask; I don't want to take advantage of you...at least that way," she giggled.

"Gina, you naughty girl," laughed her cohort.

I could already sense that these new living arrangements were going to make life interesting. "Okay; well I need to get to this appointment, so I'll talk to you girls later; okay?"

"Okay, Suck You Soon," they laughed in chorus and hit end.

To say I was distracted the remainder of the day would be an understatement. Laying in bed, smothered in soft, warm, feminine nakedness; gorgeous nakedness at that, pretty well burns an indelible image on your brain.

**End of a long day -- Friday**

Britt came up on the smart phone screen again and I answered a little more cautiously this time. "Hey, how's my girls?"

"Our cute little asses are draggin'" came my favorite blonde's response. "We've made two trips to your place and I think we can get the rest in one more load on your truck and my car; so if you wouldn't mind, would you go by and pick up Kate at the store and then come here to the house?"

I was a little confused, but before I could ask, she gave me the answer; "We forgot to tell you, but Kate's car wouldn't start this morning and Gina won't let her drive hers so we dropped her off on our way here. We already talked and John said she could take off whenever you got there."

"Sounds like a plan," I said, "so do you want me to pick up something to eat there or do you want to wait until we get back to our place?" Interesting, I thought to myself; I just called it 'our place'.

Without missing a beat she answered, "let's just wait till we get back to our place; I've seen about all of this mess that I can stand."

"Alright babe, I'd guess that we'll see you in about an hour."

"Can't be soon enough babe; see you soon."

"What, no suck?" I asked, trying to sound disappointed.

"Maybe not tonight babe," she laughed, "I'm so tired, I'd probably fall asleep and choke to death. But I do love you so much!"

"Love you too, Lick you soon....sorry, that didn't work. See you in a bit." I heard her laughing loud as I hung up, happy to hear her laughter.

Twenty minutes later, I found a spot a couple doors down from John's beachwear shop and walked back to the store. It was late afternoon and the place was empty except for Kate high on a ladder, stretching to put a box on an upper shelf. She was wearing a little pair of shorts and a cropped top with sandals on her tiny feet. Her long black hair was in a single braid that hung to the back of her knees, graciously not blocking the view of her pert little ass cheeks poking out of the bottom of the cotton shorts. I couldn't help but let out a raucous wolf whistle that startled her. She turned with a venomous look and nearly stepped out into mid-air. Luckily, I was right there and reached up to steady her, both hands on those protruding butt cheeks. She looked down at me with a smile and wiggled in my grasp, bearing down a little more; "Hi George," she giggled.

"Hi Kate," I said as I took the rest of her weight and lifted her off the ladder by the derriere. At less than five feet tall and nowhere near a hundred pounds, it wasn't a great show of strength on my part. She squealed and squirmed trying to grab onto something as I lowered her to her feet. She wasn't on them a second before she jumped back into my arms, her legs around me and kissed me hard, her tongue going to town. I tried to look around to make sure we weren't making a spectacle of ourselves.

"Don't worry," she said, as she continued to kiss me, "there's no one else here. I was just doing a little more stocking until you got here," and then gave me another long kiss. Suddenly aware of how long we had been going at it, she blushed and let me set her back on her feet; "Sorry, I got carried away. I just love kissing you. In fact, you're only the second guy I've ever really kissed, other than my dad that is and that doesn't really count."

I bent down and gave her another kiss; "Well, I like kissing you too and as long as it's okay with that blonde roommate of yours, you can have all the kisses you want."

"Well," she blushed even more, pressing herself tight to me, her hand on my crotch, "I'm hoping Britt may let me have something more than just a kiss," fondling my growing stiffness.

Drawing on all the self-control I could muster, I picked the little pixie up by the waist and sat her on the front counter, my back to the entrance. Kate looked at me with big brown eyes, a slightly uneasy look as I put my lips to hers and gave her a kiss that any Frenchman would be proud of. At the same time, both my hands found their way under the crop top and I fondled her firm tits, pinching her nipples while she squirmed and moaned. As the time before on the hood of a stranger's car in a darkened parking lot, Kate's little body soon convulsed in orgasm, only this time we didn't have an audience and I persisted until she couldn't take anymore, breaking our kiss with a breathless, "Ah Fuck!" 

I held her until she was back to normal and with an embarrassed look, she stared at me and then looked down at her crotch, "Oh god, I think I pee'd." 

I ran my finger up the seam of the shorts and tasted the residue, a look of shock on her eyes. "I don't think that's pee," I said as I took another swipe and she shuddered once more. 

"God George, how do you do that? I've never cum just by someone kissing me and playing with my titties."

"Just talented, I guess," shrugging my shoulders modestly and laughing too.

"Well now I've got to change my shorts before we leave," as she shimmied herself off the counter. Still a little embarrassed, she hurried into the back room to change, "I'll just be a sec."

"Okay," I answered as I looked over some of the merchandise. Then it dawned on me; "Hey Kate, do you have the swimsuits for tomorrow?" I yelled toward the back room.

"That's right," she yelled back, "I was going to ask you about those last night, but the flood kind of changed things. So no, I don't have them. What colors do you think we need?" as she came into the store pulling up an even smaller pair of shorts.

"Well," I answered, a little distracted. Kate is a perfect miniature; from top to bottom. Sculpted legs on pretty little feet, a nice bubble-butt, a tight little belly and I would guess somewhere close to b-cups with pencil eraser size nipples. She has an innocent little-girl face with the biggest brown eyes and proportionally, some of the longest jet-black hair I have ever seen. 

"Well?" she replied.

"Oh, yeah, well the car is white and I think the upholstery is black, so I'm thinking maybe just some real bright primary colors; what do you think?"

"Hmm, let's see," she said as she walked to one of the racks. She picked a bright red little number off the rack and held it up for my approval.

"Yeah, I think that goes nice with your skin tone," I said.

"Ya think?" as she pulled her top up, flashing me and anyone else who happened to look in the window, and held the top over her breasts.

How can you not smile at something like that? "Yes," I said as she smiled back at me brightly. "Do you have maybe a bright yellow or blue?"

"You bet," she said, not bothering to straighten out her shirt. She held up the other two and looked for my approval. 

"I think those will be great. What are the bottoms like?

"Oh, I think you'll like them; they're really tiny." She giggled. "It's too bad we don't have another one like I gave Britt the other day; you know; the string one?"

"Oh yeah, I know it well," feeling a little blush come on. The suit she was referring to was the one my vixen wore when she tried to fuck me to death on the hood of a candy-apple red hot-rod. "So, if that's it, let's get you locked up here and we'll go help the girls."

"Alright, let me just make a note for John on which suits I took and we'll go." 

So without anymore fooling around, Kate locked up, set the alarm and we headed for the car. Always the gentleman, I opened the passenger door for her and helped her in. I went around to the driver's side and found Kate sitting in the middle of the bench seat, seat belt on and ready to go. She gave me a grin and with a questioning look asked, "Is this okay?"

I slid in next to her and closed the door and buckled up. Starting the engine, I pulled out into traffic and then rested my hand on her bare thigh, squeezing it lightly, "Yeah this is okay."

Kate let out an audible sigh, rested her hand on mine and snuggled up tight. She stayed that way the entire trip, never saying a word. We finally pulled up in front of their house just as Britt and Gina were carrying a couple boxes out to the truck. Britt couldn't help but see the little one sitting next to me with the remaining half of the front seat empty. She smiled and just shook her head and said something to Gina. Gina looked back over her shoulder at us and laughed, saying something to Britt. 

As I was getting my seatbelt off, Kate turned to me and pulled my head to her, kissing me on the cheek and whispered, "Thanks again for everything, especially...well you know...the kiss," and then she turned and bailed out the passenger door, running to her roomies.

They disappeared into the house before I could get out of the car and when I came through the front door, there was loud whispering and laughter coming from the kitchen; " Again?" I heard from one of the girls, "and just from a kiss?" and then more giggling. 

I cleared my throat as a warning and made my way into the kitchen; "Well, what can I do?" I asked.

"Well," said my blue-eyed lover, "you can start by giving me a kiss." 

After a not-so-standard, Hi, how-are- you kiss, Britt finally broke suction and then looked at the other two and said, nodding her head, "Nothin'"

"Well, let me try," said Gina as she stepped up and tried to check my tonsils with her tongue. Another toe-curling, pecker-straightening kiss and then, to the others, "Nope, nothin'" 

"Oh well, I guess it's back to work then," the blonde ring-leader said. "George, we've got some heavier boxes we saved just for you by the front door if you wouldn't mind."

"Oui, Mon General," I said in my best, but admittedly terrible French accent, through her a salute and headed to the front door. The girls laughed as I heard Britt, laughing and saying, "Goofball."

It took a couple more hours to get everything worth taking packed into the two vehicles. Meanwhile, 'Ol' Peckerhead' as Gina called their landlord, came by to survey the damage. Just as Britt predicted, he started out trying to blame it all on the girls, but it didn't take me long to straighten him out and give him some advice on how to get it fixed so he wouldn't inconvenience his next tenants. Dejected, he left grumbling, and a little lighter in the wallet as I suggested that he should go ahead and refund the girls the remainder of the month's rent they had already paid, as well as the cleaning deposit. He started to grouse about all the money he would have to spend to clean out the place, pull the carpets, etc. before he could even start to do the repairs. I took him aside and enlightened him on the damages the girls had suffered and how I was doing my best to keep them, particularly that hot-headed blonde one, from coming back after him with a claim. He did some quick math and then even offered to haul away anything the girls didn't want, since he would have hauling to do anyway; then it would be a done deal. After he left, I went back inside and filled the girls in on the deal, handing them the check. They all looked at me with disbelief and then squealed with delight, earning me another round of kisses. 

So, it was goodbye little house, as the girls took one more pass through, making sure we didn't miss anything. "Hey babe, why don't you take Gina with you in your truck and I'll take Kate; I'm not sure I can trust you with her," she laughed, poking Kate in the ribs. Kate pretended to pout as she slid back into Britt's car; I noticed she claimed that center position again. I let Gina into the passenger side of my truck and as I headed to the driver's side I thought of something.

"Hey Britt, how about dinner; do you want me to pick up something on the way home?"

"Sounds like a plan; just surprise us; Gina knows what we like."

"Okay, we'll see you back home. Drive careful."

Britt gave me a little wink as she looked past me toward Gina; "You too babe."

I climbed into the truck only to find Gina seemed to have a preference for the center seat too and smiled as I got in. "So what do you have in mind for dinner?"

Gina just smiled and then turned my head to give me a kiss, her eyes misty. "I just wanted to thank you again for everything. You really can't imagine what it means to us and me in particular."

"Well, you're welcome and you know I would do whatever I can for you girls, so don't think twice about it, okay?" I patted her on the knee as a way of reassurance, and like Kate, she placed hers on mine except that Gina coaxed mine further up her bare thigh until I reached the hem of her denim cut-offs. I could feel the heat of her sex as she clasped my hand between her inner thighs. 

"So how does Thai sound to you," she asked, nonchalantly, me driving with one hand and her scrolling through her phone directory.

"Sounds good to me"; as she pushed my hand tighter to her crotch.

"Anything you don't like?" she asked, in a more sultry tone.

"Damn little," I answered as I gave her thigh a slight squeeze.

"Good," she replied and dialed the phone, placing an order I didn't hear.

Gina gave me directions and we pulled into a small parking lot on the side of the restaurant. Gina looked at the clock on her phone and said, "It won't be ready for about fifteen minutes," she said, unbuckling her seat belt. "I think that gives me time for one more thank you and an appetizer"; as she unbuckled my seatbelt and leaned in to give me a kiss that quickly left me uncomfortable. My hand found its way under the back of her shirt and ran up and down her bare back and then slid down, determined to make it under the waist band of her shorts. Her hands were busy with my belt and jeans, moaning with anticipation in our kiss. 

The progress with either denim item was too slow for Gina as she sat upright on her knees: "Lift," she commanded as she pulled my pants and boxers down my legs. My hand was still half tucked into the back of her shorts as she popped the snap on the front and lowered the zipper; my hand now free to wander. "Oh, god," she moaned quietly as my fingers slid down her ass, sliding over her puckered star and then dipping into her hot, wet pussy. 

My cock soon felt her lips and warm mouth as I ran my other hand through her thick hair, brushing it aside so I could massage her neck and tickle at her ear. Her sucking was energetic as she tried to deep-throat me, causing her to gag. The thick mucus lubed my cock as she switched to jacking me and playing with my balls while sucking on the head and taking short quick strokes with her mouth. I wasn't really of a mind to hurry through this; you can always nuke Thai food if it gets cold; so I concentrating on her, running my fingers in and out of her pussy slightly, gathering her juices and spreading them up and down her outer lips and then up to her asshole, making sure it was nice and slick. The plan seemed to work as she slowed, distracted by my thumb now making inroads in her ass. Halfway in, she relinquished my cock, concentrating on the thick digit in her ass. "Mmm George," she moaned, still running her hand up and down my cock, "Fuck my ass baby, stick your thumb up my butt....ohhh... fuck that feels good!" 

She went back to sucking as I stroked in and out of her ass until my thumb was buried, the palm of my hand on her ass. I moved it in and out slowly, stirring it around in her ass. Her ass now good and slick, I worked one, then two fingers into her pussy, which was wet to overflowing. My remaining ring finger and little finger were now positioned to slide down and aggravate her clit, nudging it as I rocked my hand, in and out of her ass, in and out of her cunt, sliding over her inflamed clit.

"Oh my god," she moaned, her body rocking into my hand, and then sucking and jacking some more. 

We could both sense the other nearing the edge; my cock seemed to swell to double its thickness, causing her to abandon the deep throat attempts, sucking and licking the head and both hands now around my cock and balls. "Ohhh.... cum for me baby, feed me your cum," she pleaded, her hand now a blur on my cock, her lips sucking hard on the head.

I doubled my efforts, reaching over to spread her ass and fucking her ass and pussy with a fury; "You first baby, cum for me baby and I'll give you all you can eat....come on baby...cum for me.... come on!" 

We raced to the finish line as I felt her ass and pussy tighten, and her body clinched and then convulsed in orgasm. She tried to cry out, only to be defeated by the load of jizz I fed her. I could heard her breathing deep through her nose as she swallowed and swallowed; so I cried out for both of us..."Ah Fuck Me...Fuck....Fuck...unnhh!" My dick hurt, I came so hard. I held her, my one hand still buried in her backside, my other over her back, pulling her shoulder into my belly. Gina fought to catch her breath, her hand cupping my empty ball sack, excess cum pooling on her hand. 

It took a moment before I could focus and I glanced up to see if we had drawn any looky-loo's. If they had noticed anything, it was just that the windows of the truck were completely fogged up; so they would have to use their imagination. Gina gave me a final cleanup and then sat back up on her knees with my fingers still holding station. She moaned and wiggled her ass, my hand sandwiched between her butt and her legs. She leaned over and kissed me once more, giving me enough room to extricate my invading digits. Setting back, she took my hand and sucked each finger clean. My cock took note, but only half-heartedly. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 13



Gina leaned down, gave my pecker a parting kiss and then helped me get my shorts and jeans back in place. "I think the foods probably ready," as she leaned back against the passenger door and ran her fingers over her soaked pussy, licking the excess off her fingers. I would have been more than willing to help, but her bare foot pushed me out the door.

**20 minutes later**

We made it safely back to the warehouse and Kate and Britt were busy pulling boxes out of the back of her car. Gina gave me a quick kiss and bailed out the passenger door, food in hand, skipping to the front door. "Took you long enough," Britt quipped at her as she passed by. Gina stopped, gave her a big smile and a kiss and then headed on inside. Britt turned to me and ran her tongue over her lips, raising an eyebrow. I feigned not noticing and turned to the truck to grab something; anything; not wanting to go in empty handed. 

All three girls were at the island when I made it inside, unpacking the little cardboard boxes and getting out plates and silverware. I made my way to the kitchen sink to wash up, only to be intercepted by my girl. Taking my hand, she said, "Thanks for picking up dinner," and proceeded to take each finger, those that had previously brought delight to her roommate, into her mouth. Glancing over her shoulder, Gina and Kate's eyes grew big at the display; unseen, so did my dick. Finished with her sampling, Britt looked up at me and winked and then turned back to the girls, leaving me to finish cleaning up.

We talked as we ate, the girls excited about the way things ended with their old landlord and then, expectedly, wondering what their next move would be. I had mixed emotions and for the most part, kept them to myself. I really wanted to have Britt here full time, for more reasons than one and I had no problem with the other two being here, at least short term. If all things went as planned, they all had at least three more years of school here and they had to rent somewhere. 

I finished eating and told them, "Well if you girls don't mind putting the food away and cleaning up, I'm going to empty my truck so I don't have to think about it over the weekend. We have the MG shoot tomorrow and then you have the rest of the weekend to sort through everything you brought over."

Gina frowned, "Well some of us do. I have to go to work tomorrow."

Britt wrapped her arm around the busty brunette's shoulder, saying with all the overdramatic flair she could muster; "Oh, poor baby. Well, while you're in an air conditioned store, dealing with happy tourists, we'll be working under the hot lights of a demanding photographer; slaving to satisfy his artistic aspirations."

Their laughter flowed out the front door as I went about the dangerous Jenga-like job of unpacking my truck. Nearly done, building an impressive pile against one wall of the warehouse, I recognized the box that the girls had quickly closed up when I entered the bedroom yesterday. Curious, I carried it over to the stack, and then did a quick recon, looking to see if I was being watched. Partially hidden behind the truck bed, I sat the box down and slowly lifted the lid. None too surprised, it contained what I assumed was their combined collection of sex toys. I didn't dig around or take any kind of inventory, just let it be said that it was a fairly impressive collection in both volume and variety. I put the lid back on and thought about my next move. The devil in me wanted to walk into the house with it and see what kind of reaction I got. The angel in me was too scared to even think about it; I went into the house empty-handed.

Britt was alone in the kitchen when I walked in, "Kate and Gina are taking their showers and want to just lounge around a watch a movie before going to bed; how does that sound?"

You know where my mind went, and evidently it showed on my face; "You dirty old man," she said, throwing a dishtowel at me. "Gina gives you a blowjob in a restaurant parking lot and now you want an orgy while we watch porn in your bedroom? What kind of girls do you think we are?"

The deer-in-the --headlights-look brought tears to her eyes, she laughed so hard. "No babe," hugging me, "we just want to sit around the living room and watch a chick flick or something; we're all to beat to do a proper orgy."

Somewhat relieved but inwardly disappointed, I went in and took a quick shower and pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Soon were all gathered in the living room, the girls universally dressed in oversized t-shirts and more than likely, nothing else. They found a movie that I could tolerate, made a bowl of popcorn and we pretty much sat quietly, thoroughly engrossed in the high drama of a woman wronged in 1920's Europe.....Snore......

And that's evidently what I did; well at least I fell asleep not long after the movie started. The room was dark when I awoke and I was wedged against one arm of the couch with someone leaning against me, breathing softly. Enough stray light came from the kitchen hood light that someone had left on for me to finally focus and find it was little Kate, feet curled beneath her and snuggled up tight under my arm. The other girls were not in sight. 

I managed to stand up without waking her and considered just covering her there on the couch, but particularly since she didn't weigh anything, I figured I'd just deposit her in her own bed beside Gina. I gently picked her up, one arm under her knees, the other under her back with her head on my shoulder. 'This girl is one sound sleeper' I told myself as I stepped through the guest bedroom door. Enough light showed from the night-light in the bathroom that not one, but two women already occupied the king-sized guest bed. If they hadn't been sprawled diagonally across the mattress, I might have shoe-horned the little one under the covers with them, but alas, there was no room at the inn. Too tired to think very hard about it, I retreated to the master bedroom to find the covers pulled back on both sides of the bed. I wasn't so out of it that I didn't figure out Britt and Gina's intentions, so I laid Kate down on her side of the bed and pulled the covers up to her chin and placed a good-night kiss on her forehead. A quick trip to the head and I was soon under the sheets on the other side and out for the count.

**Saturday morning around 5 a.m.**

Standard morning routine -- wake way too early, morning wood planted firmly between warm ass cheeks, right hand firmly grasping supple breast, and face buried in soft blonde mane. Hmm? Hair smells slightly different and it's awfully dark in here...odd; titty seems a little smaller...hmmm...curious....Oh shit!

"Mmmm, Good morning George," Kate says as she squeezed her hand on mine and clinched her butt cheeks; "I've dreamed of waking up like this ever since Britt told us that you always woke up this way," giving my cock another butt-hug. I gave her little tit another squeeze, kissed her behind the ear and said, "Well, you're going to have to excuse me for a minute, cuz I really gotta take a leak."

She gave me another little squeeze and a giggle and then let me loose. I rolled off my side and headed toward the john, my hard-on leading the way. I heard her enter the bathroom just as I let loose, the splashing echoing off the bathroom walls. 'God,' I said to myself, 'I hope Britt didn't tell them about her standing behind me and playing fireman with my dick as I tried to pee.' Thankfully she wandered over to the sink to run some water over her face. I glanced over and took in her perfect profile and my dick got harder.

"We talked about it last night," she started talking as she dried off her face, her perfect backside facing me; "you know, after you fell asleep on the couch."

"Talked about what?" I asked as we turned to face one another, both naked and one clearly excited about it. We both stood and stared. We had seen each other naked once before, oddly enough on the day we met, when I photographed a three-way Sapphic celebration of the girls in my upstairs studio bed. Kate's sexual experience up to that point had been strictly female oriented, but she let it be known that she was definitely interested in the opposite sex; her upbringing and family being her primary obstacle.  

After making my acquaintance, Britt had taken it upon herself to help her roommates over their little personal hurdles in regards to the male sex. Gina's previous distrust for the opposite sex, induced by a bad relationship, was well on its way to being alleviated. Kate's virginal state, at least where men were concerned seemed to soon be remedied also. 

The clicking sound of a door latching interrupted the moment and we glanced in the direction of the sound. I took her hand in mine and we walked into the bedroom, investigating the source. The bedroom door was closed and I realized that in all the time I've lived here, I'd never closed the door before. We looked at each other, both knowing who closed the door and the meaning behind it. The combination smile and look of trepidation on her face was priceless. I suspect that I probably had the same look on my face. Neither of us really knew what to say, nor did we need to. I led her to the side of the bed and kissed her lightly on the lips; "On to the bed, face down please."

Obediently, but with a quizzical look, she crawled onto the mattress, prone, facedown with her head on a pillow. I knelt beside her, and sweeping her long obsidian locks to her side, I began kissing and running my fingers along every square inch. Starting at the top of her head, I caressed and kissed, unhurried and inquisitive. The ears and neck of every female I have ever had the privilege of being intimate with have always been a favorite area to visit. Kate was no different as she softly moaned her approval. I continued south, caressing and kissing down her smooth back, along her curvaceous torso. Her dimples above her butt were less defined than Britt's or even Gina's, but they were still there and I was rewarded with a little giggle as I ran my tongue over each one on the way to one of favorite locales on the female form; the top of the butt crack. 

There is nothing sexier than that little crease peeking out the top of a bikini bottom or a tight pair of jeans. I straddled the little ones legs and bent down to kiss this magical intersection; letting my tongue explore as my hands kneaded her ass cheeks. Kate moaned in desperation, trying to part her legs, hindered by mine. "Patience," I whispered as I scooted down, still holding her legs together but working my way down, alternating left and right. I lingered at the back of her knees, kissing and nibbling as I held her ankles tight. Down her calves, past her ankles and then to her delicate feet; I took each one and loved it, tonguing and rubbing, delighted at the moaning as I sucked on each little toe.

Holding her hips and rolling her onto her back, I spied her sex, glistening with excitement. I willed myself to start again at the top and worked my way down this equally lovely landscape. Her long black hair was fanned out beneath her like a cape, her brown eyes hooded in euphoria, a sexual high. I kissed her face, peppering it with small pecks. Her chest rose and fell, her breathing rapidly increasing as I grew closer to her erect nipples which visibly pulsed. I glanced up as I was about to take one in my mouth; caught her staring, biting her lower lip in anticipation. Teasing, I hovered over her right breast, blowing lightly, flicking my tongue, just missing the tip. Want shown in her eyes and as I was about to take that ripe bud between my lips...I pinched the left nipple, unobserved; complete surprise. 

Little Kate's eyes grew large as her body reacted to the stealthy attack; "Unnhhh Gooodddd," she cried out as her body rocked in orgasm. Her hands grabbed for whatever was close by, which happened to be my head and drove my face to her chest, completing my lip lock on the right nipple. I suckled there, riding out the storm that swept over her. "Unnhh...Unnhh...Unnhh..." she groaned in cadence to waves of pleasure.

The storm slowly subsided and I was allowed to continue my journey as she gathered herself back up. I kissed and petted my way over her belly, now in tension following the upheaval and dallied at her belly button, probing with my tongue. I felt her stiffen and then relax in relief as I headed down one leg, not venturing to the apex; not yet anyway. I made my way down, revisiting her toes and managing to elicit a small snort of a giggle. I then backtracked, crossing over to the other leg, again taking no shortcuts and avoiding my final destination. Her breathing was now more relaxed as I made my way to the other foot, working harder to get a matching chortle on this one. Finally achieved, I sat up straight on my knees and twisted my back, stretching, and rocked my head to and fro, loosening my neck muscles. Kate was staring up with an almost worried look on her face. Smiling down at her, I reached down, placed my hands inside her knees and spread her legs wide. Her eyes grew even wider as I arched my back, dropping my head and took her entire pussy in my mouth; like a French kiss, my tongue searching inside her tight tunnel of love.

Another eruption occurred as I lapped at her juices, her body rocking as she wrapped her legs around my head, holding on for dear life. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," she repeated as the waves slowly subsided. I cleaned up my mess, earning a couple more "Oh gods." 

Released from her hold, I inched my way up beside her and took her in my arms, hugging as she kissed and licked my face clean. We held each other tight, my hands on her butt cheeks, my stiff cock captured between her thighs. Her eyes told me what she couldn't seem to get her mouth to say and I kissed her in acknowledgement. We laid there for a bit, squeezing and petting, our eyes locked on one another until she pushed herself up, me on my back, shrouded in her flowing tresses; "My turn," she said.

Backing down, she situated herself between my legs and bent down, addressing my erection. She examined it with medical precision and smiled at me as she wrapped one hand around me, unable to complete the circumference. Watching for my reaction, she wrapped her lips around the head, her tongue dancing about. I smiled at the sensation and she managed to smile back, albeit with her mouth full. Even with her limited exposure to the real thing, she'd clearly put a lot of thought into what she was going to do; one of the benefits to porn I suppose. Her hands, tongue and mouth soon were working in perfect harmony, my flute growing closer to a final crescendo. 

I hated to, but I reached for her," Sweetie, us guys don't come equipped with that multiple orgasm option like you girls do."

"Not what I heard," she said, taking one more draw on my pipe. "But you're right , what I really want is to feel this big thing inside my tight little pussy and I want to feel you cum inside me and I want to cum all over your cock, " she shivered as my cock throbbed in her hand.

"Uh, baby," I asked as she worked her way up to straddle me; "do we need some protection?" nodding toward the bedside table where I hoped to hell some condoms resided. 

"Nope," she answered matter-of-factly as she lifted herself up over my stiffness, taking aim at her sweet snatch; "the day after I met you and sucked on your cock for what?; three seconds; I knew that somehow I was going to get to fuck this cock and I was on the pill the next day. Hell, I think Gina and I went there the same day and didn't even know it. So no," as she rubbed the head of my cock along her wet slit, lubing me up, "I don't want anything between me and the sweet cum that I keep hearing about." 

With that, I propped myself up on my elbows and let her take control. Her eyes were on mine, wide and intense; mine were on the action below. Her little hand grasped me from behind her back, moving my stiffness back and forth between her wet inner lips, slick with excitement. The head of my cock was so wet; it began to run down on her hand. Satisfied that we were both ready, Kate pulled me back, aligning my bulging member with the tiny hole hidden between the wet petals of her pussy. I was entranced, watching as she slowly descended, the petals parting as she took in the head of my anxious cock. "Ooo," she muttered, pausing ;"So big, so warm." Catching my eye, she stared at me in contemplation, caught up in the feelings of flesh on flesh; I could read the sensations in her eyes and then feel them transfer to my cock. Her pussy seemed to get tighter, as though tapered, the further we traversed. Halfway home, she paused again, taking a couple deep breaths; "So fucking big," uttered softly, her pussy fluttering, trying to adjust to the intrusion. 

I didn't help matters as I inadvertently flexed, my cock seemingly swelled causing her to gasp and clinch her pussy tighter. "Fuck," I groaned, reflexively grabbing her hips.

"Tight, huh?" she smiled, her hands on mine, steadying herself. "Think how tight my ass will be," giving my cock a little hug.

"Jesus!" I groaned, trying to push her up to relieve the pressure. I had to gain a little control here or I was going to either seriously hurt myself, or at the very least, blow my wad before I had the chance to bury myself completely in her tight pussy.

"Slowly baby," I said as I began guiding her up and down; slow, small incremental gains. Her hands on mine pushed and pulled with me. Her inner lips sucked me tight, a perfect seal; so perfect we had to rock a bit to break the suction. The little one giggled at the farting sound we made.

We were soon about three quarters of the way home, developing a decent, slippery rhythm. Her concentration on fucking me only allowed one word per stroke, one up, one down; "Knew...I'd...love...your...cock..." We gained a little more; "Oh...god...so...fucking...good..." A little more; "So...fucking...deep...fuck...me... Just a bit more to go; "Oh...oh...oh.........FUCK!"

Her pussy grabbed me tight as we mated completely, my cock completely imbedded in the tightest pussy imaginable. Her orgasm threatened to pull my cock out by the root and I held still, letting her ride out the storm. Drained, she laid down on me, my cock still firmly planted in her. I rubbed her back, sweeping her hair to the side to help her cool off. Regaining reality, she kissed my chest a few times and looked up at me through tired eyes. Sheepishly she whispered, "I love you....thank you."

I bushed a few stray hairs away from her eyes, caressing her face, "I love you too; and you don't need to thank me. I should thank you and maybe Britt."

Kate giggled her little-girl laugh; "Yeah, I owe her a lot. I couldn't have a better friend or lover; at least I didn't think so until now. I'm about the luckiest girl in the world. So," pushing herself up on her hands and thrusting her hips down, taking the rest of my cock back inside her, wiggling her hips; "are you going to fuck me and give me your cum or are we just going to lay here and talk?" she smiled.

Grabbing her hips, I had her on her back before she knew what hit her. I was between her outspread legs, my back hunched so I could kiss her as I rocked my hips, long, slow strokes. 

"Oh my god," she moaned in my ear as she hugged me tight, thrusting her little body in rhythm with mine. 

I had my hands on her ass, holding her in place as I rode her hard, driving my cock into her tight cunt. I concentrated on her, searching for a last climax for her that would surely carry me over the top.

"Oh god," she cried, "Fuck me, fuck me hard George...c'mon give it to me.....of fuck...I'm going to cum again.....oh god, oh god, oh god....Unnnnhhhhhh Fuuuuucccckkkk mmeeeeeee!!!"

I couldn't hold back, her pussy convulsed, tightening, pulling me inward. "Oh Shit," I bellowed as I came, round after round, coating her insides, mixing with her juices; we writhed in each other's arms, sweating, a sharp burning on my back where she dug her fingernails into me as she felt my cock explode deep inside her.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 13



I rolled us to our sides, still clutching one another, breathing hard, her face buried in my chest, my chin resting on top of her head. "Holy shit," I said under my breath.

"What?" she asked, turning her head to look up at me.

I craned my neck to kiss her forehead, "I said, Holy Shit," smiling down at her.

Kate smile back and giggled, "So, it was okay for you too?"

I laughed out loud; causing my still deeply buried cock to let loose it's last little bit of joy. I hugged her, running my hands down to her delectable ass, massaging each cheek. "I love you," she whispered into my chest and drifted off to sleep.

**Saturday around 8 a.m.**

Someone was nibbling at my ear and running their hand over my ass, trying to slip between my legs. I felt breasts firmly pressed against my back and I still had Kate firmly pressed against my front, breathing softly in her sleep. I reached back and grabbed a familiar butt cheek; "Good morning lover," Britt cooed in my ear. "So how was she?" she inquired, nibbling on my ear lobe.

I squeezed her cheek and answered, "I don't kiss and tell," only to be rewarded by a little nip on the ear. "So where's Gina?" hoping for another four-way snuggle.

"She had to leave for work. She asked me to give you a Good-morning kiss though," and leaned around to make good on her promise. Looking me in the eye she asked again, "So?"

"I said I don't kiss and tell."

"Well I do," chimed in the little one, still safely sequestered in my arms; "and he was incredible. I'm so glad that he was my first, but I don't think I'll find anyone else who can do what he did to me this morning." Kate pulled herself up and crawled over me enough to give Britt a kiss, " I hate to admit it, but I thought you were b.s.ing us when you kept going on and on what he did to you; and then I figured it was because you loved him and that helped, but after this morning, well I'm a believer."

Britt surprised us both, reaching over and grabbing her roommate, pulling her over me and then pinning her on her back. The blonde Amazon straddled the dark-haired beauty and kissed her hard, pinning her shoulders to the mattress. Breaking the lip-lock, Britt looked down at the startled Kate and said stearnly; "Well, I'm glad you're a believer and yes I do love him, but remember, you're mine and you'll do as you're told and if you're a good girl and make me happy, I may let you play with him again; okay?"

Kate had a bit of worry in her eyes and then as if on cue they both busted up laughing, tickling each other. "Yes Mistress," screeched Kate as Britt tickled her under her arms. I scooted back, watching the show and relieved that their play acting was just that; and damn good acting it was, they had me going for a minute. 

Britt clearly had the upper hand and was soon sitting on Kate's chest again, her back to the little one and proceeded to make a meal out of our combined juices. Kate thrashed around as Britt's mouth and tongue worked over the tender pussy. Not to be completely dominated, Kate reached up and swatted Britt's ass cheeks, turning them a bright pink. Britt just moaned her pleasure into Kate's snatch as she kept eating away at her. Kate finally called "Uncle," slapping the mattress in defeat. Britt rolled off and sat up, a smile of victory, along with a lot of cum, all over her face. Wiping her face with her hand, she said, "Alright, enough play time, we have a photo shoot to do. But first, it's to the showers and baby, your pussy is getting kinda stubbly so I think it's time we introduce you to George's patented pussy and leg shaving treatment, followed by the best hair wash and dry you have ever experienced; how about it, Lover?"

I grimaced a bit looking at all that long black hair and Britt laughed; "Okay, I'll give you a hand with the hair."

"Deal," I said, getting up off the bed; "let's get this show on the road."

Kate was giddy as she'd already been told by both roommates about this personalized treatment. I gave her a quick rundown on the shower and she wandered around in awe as I demonstrated the different features, from the rain and twinkling star lights, the waterfall and the regular handheld shower. After a quick rinse in the shower, I turned on the steam to keep the room warm and sat Kate on the built-in bench seat. My lovely assistant gathered up the towels and the shaving gear and then sat next to Kate and observed. I started with her legs, working the gel to a foam and then carefully ran the blade from top to bottom as Britt held onto her, keeping her seated on the bench. I was careful not to touch her delicate flower during the leg-shaving portion; saving the best for last. The anticipation was obvious however as her pink inner lips swelled, peeking out.

Legs done, I grabbed the hand-held and rinsed her legs, running my hands up and down, massaging them. Kate sat with her eyes closed, humming an unknown tune; Britt looked at me and smiled, throwing me an air-kiss. Ready for phase two, I spread her legs a little more, bringing an end to the humming. I dipped down and ran my tongue over her pussy, sending a shiver through both girls. "You're right," I said, "I don't know why I didn't notice earlier," smiling up at them.

"Yeah, right," said Britt; "I think all the blood ran to your dick and deadened the senses in your tongue." Kate giggled as she tried to run her foot along my crotch, just out of reach.

"Whatever," I said in a slightly gay tone. "Okay, here we go." I squirted some gel into my hands and worked up a lather and Kate inhaled audibly as I started to apply the foam to her pussy. She grabbed onto Britt's thigh as I worked it in around her lips, massaging it in and up onto her lower belly. I picked up the razor and Kate tightened her grip, causing Britt to grimace.

"It's okay babe," prying the little one's vise-like grip loose from her thigh, "My man has a nice touch with the razor, here, feel mine."

I don't know who she was trying to distract, Kate or me, but we all three focused on Kate's fingers slipping and sliding around Britt's satin smooth pussy. Britt cleared her throat, drawing my attention and she smiled and nodded her head back toward the little one; a subliminal 'get your ass back to work.'

I returned to the task at hand, gently drawing the finely honed steel across Kate's soft skin. I sensed the occasional contraction as I stretched and smoothed areas to receive the blade. Kate's excitement flowed from within as I judiciously performed my task. Satisfied, I gently rinsed her baby-smooth pussy, running the back of my fingers along her lips. "Mmmm," she moaned softly, another satisfied customer. 

"One more step," I announced, drawing a questioning look as Britt stood her up and turned her to face the wall.

"Bend over baby, "Britt directed; Kate's eyes wide in apprehension. She licked her lips as she looked over her shoulder at me, bending at the waist in front of me. "Wider," her roomy commanded, placing her hands inside her thighs, pushing outward. Kate shivered, aware of her exposure, only to be again surprised as Britt reached over and pulled her ass cheeks apart offering me an obscene view. A small climax rippled through the little one as I leaned in for a closer inspection, softly blowing on her puckered anus. 

Whether it was needed or not, I wasn't about to pass up the opportunity before me; "Gel," I demanded, like a surgeon at the operating table. Britt let loose of one cheek long enough to reach for the can and slapped it into my hand, resuming her hold on our lovely patient. Rather than squirting the gel in my hand, I held the can strategically, taking aim and shooting a stream of cold green gel dead center. Kate yelped at the sensation as Britt smiled at my accuracy, her eyes shifting from mine to Kate's inviting bud. I sat the can down and with my index finger; I spread the gel liberally around her winking ass, pressing ever so gently with each pass. She squirmed as Britt held her tighter, splitting her cheeks wide. 

"Okay, hold still," I admonished her as I picked up the razor and deftly swiped at the mostly imaginary hairs.

"Oh god," she groaned, wanting to move, but firmly held in place by my blonde 'Ass'istant.

I grabbed the hand held shower and did a final rinse, concentrating on the just-finished area. Kate reveled in the feel of the water playing on her ass and pussy. Finished with the job and my teasing, my cock hard enough to drive nails, I stood up and announced, "All done!"

Britt, her hands still tightly planted on Kate's widespread ass, shook her head in disbelief. "Geez George, you always forget the last step....the final inspection"; and with that, dropped to her knees and buried her face in Kate's ass, her tongue vigorously implementing the final check. 

Kate bucked as Britt's talented tongue slithered into her rosy bud; "Ah fuck, Britt," she moaned. Satisfied that I had done a superb job as usual, my blonde lover backed out and stood beside me, admiring the backside of the young pixie. "C'mon girl," Britt said, her hand out to help Kate stand back straight; "now let's tackle that gorgeous head of hair, shall we?"

Standing in the rain in the middle of the shower under twinkling lights, Britt and I began the arduous task of washing that thick black mane. "Oh god," Kate moaned, "I'll never be able to take a shower by myself again." I stood in front, working my hands through her hair, massaging her scalp as Britt stood behind her, chasing shampoo through the wall of hair that hung heavy to the back of Kate's knees. The occasional twitch told me that the shampoo-girl's hands sometimes strayed from their work area. Kate's hands found my erection, which she just held onto, lost in her own dream state, eyes closed and a smile on her face. 

After many inches of rainfall, we finally got through the marathon hair-washing session and after a teasing body wash of all concerned we made it out of the shower. I was reaching for the hair dryer when Britt interjected, "Hey, let's just wrap her hair in a towel for now and let's get some breakfast; I'm starved." Britt magically got all that long black hair wrapped into a towel, fluffed her own up with another towel and then marched us all, bare-ass, into the kitchen.

Britt and Kate took over kitchen duties and I elected to just take a seat at the island and stay the hell out of the way. They were like a couple little girls playing house, scurrying around deciding what to make for breakfast. I had never seen Kate smile so big as she pranced around naked, following her roommates instructions. They tickled and giggled as they worked, pretty much ignoring me; "Ya know," said the little one as she wielded a big knife, attacking a pineapple; "this is kinda like 'Naked Day' only better," as she looked up at me and threw me an air-kiss. 

"Yeah," Britt answered, mixing up some pancake batter; "I introduced lover-boy there to 'Naked Day' the other day and I'll have to admit, it was pretty fucking awesome. I can't wait till we all get a day off at the same time; now that will be 'Naked Day' to remember," winking at me. My dick swelled at the thought.

"So baby," Britt asked Kate as she licked some stray pineapple juice of the little one's tummy," do you want to do the pancakes while I heat up some of the Canadian bacon?"

"Sure," she answered. "Do you have an apron? I don't want to burn these," pinching and pulling on her excited nipples.

"We can't have that," leaning in and taking a nipple into her mouth, suckling while Kate played with hers. Moving to the other for a quick slurp, she let loose and said," the aprons are in the second drawer down to the left of the dishwasher. George baby, will you give her a hand tying it, my hands are dirty," holding up her flour covered hands. 

"Sure," I said, coming around the counter, stiff dick leading the way. Kate giggled as she slipped the apron over her head and glanced down at me.

"Hey Britt," Kate said over her shoulder, "is he always like this?" nodding at my erection. 

Britt glanced over and smiled; "Yeah, pretty much; he has this Boy Scout thing, you know, always be prepared," she laughed.

Kate smiled at me as she turned around to let me tie the apron. I fought the towel-wrapped hair to get the sash tied, not missing the opportunity to caress her ass. "I had a crush on a Boy Scout when I was a little girl," she said as she pushed her butt back, trying to capture my cock. I let her play for a moment then said," here, let's take the towel off. I don't think it's doing much now and it's about to fall off anyway." I un-wrapped the towel as she continued to dance with my dick. I hung the towel over a stool and ran my hands through her hair, making sure that we were relatively tangle-free. She shivered as I drug my finger tips down her back, over her ass and down her thighs. Satisfied that we'd be able to get a brush trough her hair later, I gave her a little pop on the ass and said," Okay, now how about those pancakes?"

She gave a startled little yelp and a dirty, but horny look as Britt laughed at us. She looked at my throbbing cock and just shook her head; "Okay stud, go have a seat and breakfast will be served in a minute."

We made it through the delicious breakfast without anyone being accosted, too much anyway, and then cleared the dishes. "Let's leave the clean-up for later, I really want to get this shoot taken care of. Britt, can you get Kate ready while I get set up in the studio?"

"Yes sir," she said, throwing me a naked salute and turning her sweet backside to me. I turned to head out to the studio when she said from behind me, "Uh sir, are you going to put any clothes on, sir?" both of them laughing as they walked into the bedroom.

I turned to follow as I wondered whether all the blood running to my lower extremities was indeed having some effect on my mind. After a quick teeth brushing, I donned a pair of shorts and a shirt and slipped on some flip-flops and headed out to the studio area and the MG. 

**30 minutes later**

I had the shiny white MG rolled into place and had the lights all set to go. I double checked the camera and took a couple test shots to check the exposure; everything looked good-to-go. I heard the front door close and watched as a couple beauties strolled across the warehouse floor. Britt was dressed to work, and as the employer, I was very lenient with the dress code. Her pretty feet were in a pair of sandals, easy to slip off to walk on the painted set floor. She had on a pair of her silk running shorts that showed of her toned legs and on top she wore a cropped muscle-T, nice and loose for working under the hot lights. Her long hair was pulled back in a pony tail; she was gorgeous and my heart did little flip. 

Our model du jour was wearing the high heels we bought for all the girls. Her perfect legs ran up and disappeared under a short kimono. Her lustrous, long black hair hung loose, fanned out beyond her hips as she sauntered toward the set. Her face was aglow with an anxious smile.

I stepped over to the girls as they set their things on a chair I had drug over to the set. "You look beautiful," I told Kate, giving her a little peck on the cheek. I heard a little throat-clearing behind me, coming from my assistant who wasn't about to be ignored. I turned to her and pulled her to me, which kind of surprised her I think. I kissed her hard, my tongue probing for hers, as my right hand slipped up the leg of her loose shorts, grabbing her ass cheek and giving it a loving squeeze. I broke our hold, "You're always beautiful;" it took her a minute to get composed as Kate giggled and I relished one of the few moments I actually took her by surprise. "Okay; let's do this."

I stepped over to the work table to grab my big Nikon and watched as Britt led Kate over to the car. She wore a bright red string bikini that looked miniscule, even on her tiny frame. Her jet-black hair contrasted beautifully with the stark-white paint job on the British sports car. Britt set her in her first pose and then coached her from the sideline as I snapped away, throwing out encouraging comments. Kate still seemed a little ill-at-ease so I stopped after a couple minutes and kicked my sandals off and walked over to her.

"You're doing great sweetie," I said. "Here, take a look," holding the back of the camera up to her and scrolling through the shots we'd taken. Britt joined us, looking over Kate's shoulder; "You look sexy, doll," giving her a little butt a squeeze and a peck on the cheek. "Just enjoy yourself. Dance and show off for George. Make him want you. Imagine all the guys who'll look at you that month and want to bend you over the hood of this car and have their way with you."

Kate looked at her with big eyes, "Okay," was all she could manage as she shook her head in agreement.

"Okay sexy," I said, turning to take up my position, "let's get a few more in this suit and then we'll try another." I glanced at Britt who gave me a wink, that sexy wink that always leads to something unexpected. 

"Okay lover," she started, "stand there, spread your legs a bit more.... okay left hand on the wind- shield....turn toward me....." and on and on as I took shot after shot. This was too easy, I told myself. Britt knew what looked good and Kate was getting into it.

"Okay baby, let's see if we can get the photographer turned on, shall we? Put your left knee up on the fender and bend over the windshield....that's good....okay, spread 'em a little more... yeah that's good; make him want to fuck you where you stand....oh yeah, that's the look...fuck baby, I want to fuck you....there you go, that's sexy you little slut."

I took shot after shot, and I did want to walk over there and plow her furrow. That long black hair cascading over the white bodywork of the car looked spectacular. Just as I was about to call it a wrap on this set of shots, I had an idea. "Ladies, I just had an idea; take five; I've got to go grab a ladder"; and I set the camera on the table and took off into the deep recesses of the warehouse, hoping that I did have a tall ladder.

The girls were standing by the table, drinking water and giggling little-girl giggles. They watched with amusement as I drug the 12-foot ladder over to the set; bigger than I wanted, but it would do. Setting it up and positioning it roughly where I thought I wanted it, I explained my idea to the girls. "On those last shots, which by the way did have me a bit hot and bothered, I loved the way her hair laid on the car, so I thought I would like to try a shot with her laying back on the hood with her hair splayed out and I'll shoot it from above. It probably won't make it on the calendar, but I think it'll be a sexy portrait shot; what do you think?"

"I think it sounds great," answered Britt. "It'll be like she's lying in bed but on a car hood instead. I think it could look sexy as hell." 

I glanced at Kate who stared back at me with eyes glistening. 

"Alright, let's do these and we'll move onto the next suit. Britt baby, I'll go up and let you know how her hair looks, okay?"

I climbed the ladder, cussing my choice of footwear. I got to the top and glanced down; I was clearly in the wrong spot. Britt didn't have her hair situated, but I knew it was going to be a nice shot. I cussed under my breath as I carefully made my way back down. I moved the ladder till it almost straddled the car and realized the lights were now wrong because the ladder was going to throw shadows across the shot. 'Shit,' I said to myself, 'how do I do this?' Then it dawned on me; I had a large ring light upstairs that I didn't use very often; maybe that will work. I glanced over at the girls, Kate now looking beautiful, but a bit uncomfortable, laying on the hood. "Hold that pose; I'll be right back," and then sprinted across the warehouse and up the stairs in search of the light. The girls looked at each other, wondering what the hell I was up to.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 13



I finally found the light and scurried back to find the girls feigning sleep, Kate snoring loudly on her back, Britt in the passenger seat. "Ha ha, funny; trust me; this shot will be worth it." The girls giggled as I got the light set up on the camera. I checked the ladder position one more time and made the precarious ascent once more. I leaned over the top and saw the shot I envisioned. "Okay baby, spread out her hair a bit more on the right there and I want to see a little more of the hood through her hair down a little lower edge there...okay that looks perfect. Let's see what we've got." I took a shot and looked at it on the camera, excited by the shot. 

"Okay, lover, er Kate, look right into the camera and I want to see some different expressions; okay?"

The expression on her face was nearly enough to drag me off my perch and make love to her on the uncomfortable British import. I gathered myself up and began snapping shots, bracketing the first one and then concentrating on her eyes as she shifted from lovely to lustful. Her deep brown eyes expressed her desires and it was taking its toll on me, my dick trying to push me backwards off the ladder. I stopped for a second to reposition myself and had another epiphany; dare I ask? I'd made love to this beautiful creature just hours ago, but somehow, in this setting, I was a little apprehensive to make this request.

"Uh, Kate...uh...do you think I could ask you to take your top off?"

Her eyes grew big and her smile even bigger. Without a word, she lifted her head and said something to Britt who came over and reached behind her to untie the tiny top. Kate laid her head back down and Britt repositioned her hair. Looking up at me, she smiled and winked and then morphed into the wanton sex goddess I saw earlier. Her nipples stood erect on her ample breasts. She was beautiful, but it's was her eyes that said it all; it made me shiver; here was a Kate I hadn't been introduced to until now. I squeezed off a couple dozen more shots and then had to get off the ladder, my calves quivering from being perched like a bird, barefoot on the ladder and my cock throbbing.

Britt reached up for my camera as I made my way to the bottom. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and a hug as we made our way to the work table. "So how did they turn out?" she asked as I took the ring light off.

I wrapped an arm around Kate and pulled her to my side to look at the shots; "they'll look better on the big screen, but I think you'll get the idea." They both gasped at the first shot and were dead-silent, only gasping again as the first topless shot came up. Neither spoke until I had scrolled through them all; "My god Kate, you're fucking gorgeous," said her roommate. I glanced down at the little one, nestled under my arm, her head against my chest. Big tears ran down her cheeks as she bit her lip. 

"Oh baby," I said, wrapping my other arm around her; "what's wrong, don't you like the pictures?"

She looked up at me and then over at a concerned Britt..."didn't know," she sniffled.

"Didn't know what?" I queried.

"Didn't know you were this beautiful?" Britt asked, holding the last image up to her again.

Kate nodded in the affirmative against my chest, hugging me tighter. I kissed the top of her head, returning the embrace. "Oh sweetie," said Britt, "we've always known how beautiful you are and Gina and I have told you that over and over. I guess maybe it took George to bring it out of you and make you look at the real you. He does seem to have that way with women." She smiled and kissed my cheek as I blushed and teared up a little.

She held on a little longer and then said, "I'm sorry I lost it there. I've just never felt like that, like when I was laying there and looking up a beautiful man who was looking down at me with a look that I'd never seen before. I thought making love this morning was the most incredible thing that had ever happened to me, but just now, I felt....I don't know, I can't explain it, I just felt so different, so complete. I don't know what else to say except I love you both so much; more than I can ever express." 

With that, everyone was crying. I finally got it together and said, "well, let's take a little break, get a little something to eat and then we'll take a look at the other suit and see if we think we can improve on what we've already shot."

They both nodded in agreement and we walked with our arms around each other, me in the middle. Kate was still topless and pulled my hand to cover her right breast and held it tight. The girls decided that they would make some salads and it dawned on me that I'd left the memory card in the camera, so I hustled back out and told the girls that I was going to look at the shots on the computer and to shout when they had the salads put together. 

I was engrossed in the shots when I heard the girls coming up the stairs with lunch. "We wanted to see the shots, so we brought lunch to you. Hope you wanted iced tea," said my blonde love. 

"Thanks, that's great; pull up a seat." Kate had pulled a t-shirt on and gave me a little kiss before she sat down on one side, with Britt on the other side. I started at the beginning and the girls critiqued the shots, while I just sat back and listened. It was interesting to hear their comments and you could see the progression of Kate's comfort level as we went along. We had about finished our salads when we came to the ladder shots. Again, the silence was deafening as I slowly scrolled through the shots, taking my cues on when to move along by the hands that gripped my thighs. Finally reaching the last shot, I left that shot on the screen; Kate staring into our eyes, lust, love, passion, compassion; all in one look. I wrapped my arms around both their shoulders and kissed the tops of their heads; "Well, we gave the publisher a couple different choices on swimsuits on the other cars, so maybe we better go ahead and at least do the blue one, okay?"

Both girls nodded in acknowledgement and gathered up the dishes and headed downstairs. I was still a bit confused and maybe a little concerned at the lack of comment on the ladder shots as I sat there, mesmerized by her hypnotic gaze. Figuring the girls would soon be waiting on me; I grabbed another SD card and headed downstairs. Instead of heading straight back to the set, I detoured to the front door and cautiously opened it enough to peek in. The girls were locked in a passionate embrace, laying on the couch, grinding and kissing, mumblings of 'love you', 'so sexy', 'fuckin' hot' and so on. I quietly closed the door, readjusted my cock and then softly crept halfway back up the stairs, turned and then stomped my way back down, making as much noise as I could and then yelled over my shoulder as I turned toward the set, "C'mon ladies, we don't have all day," smiling a stupid grin.

** 20 minutes later**

My girls came hustling out the front door, Britt in the lead, still dressed in her shorts and crop top. Kate followed up a close second, handicapped by the extreme high-heels and dressed only in the tiny blue bikini, long black hair flowing close behind. I had moved the ladder out of the way and this shoot went much quicker as our model knew the routine and was much more comfortable. She even slipped in a couple R-rated poses, exposing a nipple, or a little too much butt crack. Her smile was infectious and I pretty much gave up on getting much in the way of serious or sultry shots. 

When I decided that we had enough good material to choose from, I called it. Kate stood up and stretched, reaching for the roof. I couldn't help but take one last candid shot. She smiled and stuck her tongue out at me, only to be captured digitally once again. "Are we going to do the ladder thing again?" she asked.

Cringing at the thought of hanging onto the ladder again I answered, "I seriously doubt that we'll get any shots that compare to the first round, so no, I think we're done."

"I beg to differ"; came the retort from behind me. I turned in time to see Britt pull the crop top off over her head, exposing the royal blue bikini top that was a favorite of hers; and mine for that matter as it barely contained her shapely c-cups. It dawned on me as she shimmied out of her running shorts to reveal the tiny bikini bottoms that disappeared between my favorite ass cheeks; she intended to do our 'private' shoot for this car.

We'd previously done this alone, with a remote to trigger the camera, although Gina and Kate knew about the shoots and for all I knew, had seen the pictures. "Well," I mumbled and stumbled, "I don't have the tripod set up and I'm not sure where I left the remote," trying to make excuses.

"No problem," said my confident sex-driven love; "Kate and I already talked it over and she'll be the photographer, okay?"

Like I had a choice, I nodded dumbly and handed the camera to Kate who was stripping out of what little she wore. Catching my questioning look, she answered, "If you remember, you were naked when you first shot the three of us upstairs, so I thought it only appropriate that I return the favor," smiling big, her nipples stiff with excitement.

Britt took my hand and pulled me over to the MG and we followed Kate's instructions. "Okay George, lose the clothes. Let's see that gorgeous cock." Oddly apprehensive, I shucked the shorts and shirt, my erection beyond obvious. Kate giggled with delight as she fired off a shot.

"Okay, now Britt, bend over a little and put your hands on top of the windshield and George, baby, you snuggle up behind her and hug her tight." I did as I was told, my dick comfortably settled in between her warm thighs. Britt giggled and wiggled as Kate snapped off a couple shots. "Okay, now George, slip your hands under her top and grab those titties." I gladly complied, pinching her nipples, getting a little moan in reply. A couple more exposures were taken; "Okay Britt, honey, stay where you are and George, get on your knees and start pulling down her bottom." I caught the two winking at each other as I dropped to my knees and placed a kiss on each cheek, a flash telling me I got caught. 

I slowly drew the little bit of blue over her firm pumpkin-ass as the camera continued to fire. I had the little collection of string and fabric on the floor and Britt lifted one foot to get them out of the way. She spread her feet further apart and I looked over at our photographer for direction, only to find her with one hand buried in her own pussy. "Oh," she said, startled that she got caught; "You know what to do," she said, motioning with wet fingers. I smiled and then buried my face in heaven. Britt moaned in appreciation as my tongue had its way with her. 

I heard the shutter clack; Kate was right next to me. I felt damp fingers on my cheek as Kate pried Britt's ass cheek out, sneaking a peek at my feasting, snapping obscene close-ups. Britt groaned deeper, writhing against my face and my cock grew harder at the thought of the upcoming slide show.

"Okay, you can come up for air now baby," Kate said to me, her hand on my shoulder, and her head next to mine. I turned to look at her only to be kissed hard, her tongue gathering all of Britt's juices she could find. Breathing hard she broke the kiss, her eyes on fire. She quickly stood, trying to regain her stature as the photographer. Problem was, this put her bare pussy right at my tongue level and I really had no option but to take a quick swipe with my tongue. 

Little Kate squealed and jumped back and Britt laughed, having caught the entire scene. "Okay," said the flustered photog. "Okay, umm Britt, how about your sit on the rear fender, just behind the driver's seat...okay, can you lean back a little and put your hand on the passenger seat back...no, that's too far back, try the driver's seat." Britt twisted around, her bare ass squeaking on the polished fender. "Crap, that won't work; the car's to short to get you at the right level."

"The right level?" Britt asked, knowing full well what her friend had in mind, but wanting to hear Kate say it. 

Kate realized that Britt was trying to embarrass her, so she just went ahead and said it, like it was no big deal; "I want a shot of George fucking you, but I don't want to break his back. I may have to have him just bend you over like before and fuck you doggie; I don't know," she said in frustration.

Britt smiled at her and said, "I have an idea," and then went around to the other side of the car and sat on the back fender and laid back, her long lean body across the car, behind the seat backs. She reached back and pulled off the tiny top, freeing her beautiful breasts and then scooted back a bit more till her head hung just over the opposite fender.

Looking up at me, upside down, she said, "Okay baby, come fuck my face and you can lean down and finger my pussy."

That sounded like a hell of an idea as a drop of pre-cum threatened to drip on the painted floor. Kate snapped of a couple quick shots of the blonde Amazon sprawled across the car. I stepped up and straddled her head, my cock bobbing above her. The sound of the shutter told me that Kate was right behind me, and I looked back to see her on her knees shooting between my legs. I was impressed as I felt Britt reach up and pull my cock to her, her tongue reaching to lick the droplet off the tip. The camera fired again and my cock throbbed as I envisioned the shot. 

I felt Kate's hand on my back, encouraging me to lean down and forward. Wanting to be the cooperative model, I leaned in, running my hands down Britt's sides as she took my cock into her mouth, trying to swallow my length. I held myself up with my left hand on the back of the passenger seat, leaving my right hand to pleasure my girl. Her legs were spread invitingly as I ran my hand flat over her slick wetness. She moaned on my cock as I spread her pussy lips with my fingers, exposing her steamy core, her clit protruding proudly. I heard the shutter release again and looked up to see Kate focused in close, bracketing my hand and her open snatch. 

In my mind, we had just stepped from erotic art to, well, just full-on porn, and it somewhat amazed me that Kate; the one of the three that I considered the most reserved, would turn out to be a closet pornographer. Kate caught me looking and I could see the lust in her eyes. She looked back at my hand spreading her girlfriend's pussy wide and then back at me; "finger her pussy baby...Britt loves to be finger-fucked."

I felt Britt respond to Kate's command, sucking me harder and her own fingers trying to find my ass hole. I obliged, my eyes on Kate as I put two, then three fingers deep inside my lover's hot pussy. I pumped in and out and let my thumb gently play with her stiff clit. Britt groaned at the sensation, both her hands now spreading my ass, driving my cock down her throat. Kate managed to take a few more shots one-handed while she other tormented her own wet sex.

My back began to feel the strain and I really wanted to slip my stiff cock into Britt's welcoming cunt, when Kate called for a change. "Okay, that's enough of that," as she pulled my hand out of Britt's pussy and then proceeded to clean it off, sucking my fingers, running her tongue all around, not missing a single drop. Britt moaned in frustration as she was left empty. She pushed up on my hips, her lips like a squeegee, until I popped free. I straightened up and bent down to give her an inverted kiss and then helped her spin and dismount. Britt stretched, trying to get herself re-aligned as I did the same, rubbing against each other like a couple cats rubbing up against the couch. Kate joined us, hugging us both, her hands busy on both our sex.

Britt and I leaned over the top of Kate, kissing one another and capturing her between us. Hands and legs and tits rubbed against one another; Kate alternated, kissing my chest and turning to suck on Britt's tits. The end was near as all our breathing came faster; "Wait," said the little pornographer, "I've got an idea;" and she took both our hands and led us back around to the passenger side. She opened the door and sat down, her legs still outside of the car. "Okay baby," she said, taking Britt by the hips and turning her back to her, her butt just above Kate's head. Guiding her back she said, "Here, put your left foot up here," guiding it until she had her foot on the running board and her right foot was still on the floor. Kate spread her girl's legs as wide as the door would allow and Britt leaned back a bit, her right hand on the passenger seat back , her left on the top of the wind screen. Kate's hands ran up and down the inside of Britt's legs before slipping a couple fingers in the blonde's anxious pussy. 

I didn't need any blueprints to tell me where I was supposed to be and I stepped in between Britt's legs and ran my hands over her, teasing her breasts, massaging her shoulders. I leaned in to kiss her when I felt two small hands wrap around my cock, stroking me, playing with my balls. I released her from my kiss and looked into her eyes, now that wanton shade of blue-black. I pulled my hips back, only to feel a set of warm lips wrapped around my cock, her tongue probing at the little pee hole. Britt's eyes squinted as she heard the soft slurping coming from below. 

I held Britt by the butt as she reached back with her right hand and grabbed a handful of black hair; "Katie, quit fucking around and give me his cock!" she commanded. 

The little one giggled as she gave one last draw on my cock. With my cock in one hand she began rubbing it up and down Britt's soaked slit, spreading her juices, poking her clit with me. I felt Kate's other hand brush against mine, her destination clearly being Britt's tight ass. Britt's eyes grew big as she felt me reposition my hands and spread her ass cheeks wide, helping the little one on her quest. Kate meanwhile continued to rub my cock between her roommate's swollen inner lips and now anointed the pulsating pucker of Britt's ass hole with her excretions. 

Britt glared at me in frustration, willing me to do something; knowing we were both under little Kate's control. "God damn it Kate, give me his cock now! Fuck me with his big cock like I fuck you with that big black dildo of yours."

I felt the tip of my cock being guided cautiously between her pussy lips. We stared at each other and could sense the satisfaction Kate was feeling, being in control. "How about you George?" she queried, slipping me a little deeper into through Heaven's gate; "Do you want me to stick your big, beautiful cock into your girlfriend's hot, wet pussy?" Britt shivered at the words and my cock throbbed and Kate squeezed it tighter. I had almost had enough of the playing and I was going to lose it soon. 

I looked deep into Britt's eyes, "I want you to stick my cock in her cunt and then you finger her ass and we are going to fuck her until she cums and I fill her with my seed." Both women gasped as I felt my cock slip deeper, hugged by her tight pussy. "Then," I continued, "you're going to eat our cum out of her pussy while I fuck you until you can't take it anymore!"

"FUCK," we all exclaimed as Kate drove my cock into Britt's cunt, closely followed by two fingers in her ass that I could feel through the thin wall separating us. 

"Ah shit...fuck me...fuck me you little bitch," Britt cried as we both abused our favorite blonde. I managed to keep up a respectable pace, even with the feeling of Kate's fingers next door in Britt's ass and her other hand now palming my balls. Britt's arms soon gave out and were wrapped around my neck as I held her up by the ass, with a little assist from Kate. I was going to have a hell of a hickey on my neck as Britt was latched on. 

Just as I thought my legs would give out, I felt my balls tighten and Britt pulled off my shoulder and looked at me through wild black eyes. We were both right there on the precipice, ready to fall off the edge of the earth, when it hit us; and like a seasoned porn star, Kate was ready for us. As I jettisoned my load, the little one squeezed my nuts and pushed me upwards, driving my cock as deep as humanly possible. At the same time; her fingers, deeply ensconced in Britt's ass wiggled, her finger tips fluttering deep inside her best friend. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 13



"Jesus," Britt screamed, her cries careening off the warehouse walls. Her pussy walls rippled up and down my cock, milking me for all I had, my cock throbbed and pumped my scrotum dry. Britt's whole body vibrated, her pussy convulsing involuntarily. I managed to remain upright, while Kate held station, one hand under my groin and the other planted in Britt's butt. 

After a couple minutes, my head had quit spinning and my equilibrium was back to normal. Sweat pooled between Britt and I as we were still hugging, holding each other upright. We traded a soft kiss and moved to separate when we heard Kate ask; "Ready?"

We stared at each other in disbelief, remembering the promise/threat I made to get us to this point. I had serious doubts that I would be able to hold up my end of the deal after the way I had just unloaded deep inside my love. Kate began to make her move, slowly allowing my cock to retreat and I could feel her fingers in Britt's ass following a parallel path. Her timing was perfect as her hand was free to slide up and cup Britt's sex as soon as my spent cock audibly popped out. 

Kate began to lie back, scooting her ass out, her back on the seat, feet on the warehouse floor. "C'mere baby," she coaxed, drawing Britt back into the car, lining her up to crouch over the little one's face. Again, I figured out my role, and the sight of Britt suspending her full pussy over Kate's open mouth was enough to keep my cock interested. I dropped to my knees and rubbed my cock on her freshly shaved snatch and like sprinters out of the blocks, Kate uncovered Britt's pussy, releasing the flood into her mouth as I filled her pussy in one fell swoop. Brit inhaled deep as she watched my robust cock disappear in the tiny orifice. Kate couldn't cry out and swallow at the same time and I swear my cock got bigger watching my and Britt's cum cocktail now drizzling out of her reddened pussy lips, falling into the open mouth of this sex-crazed baby bird. 

I held Kate's girlish hips and drove like a man possessed as she pulled Britt down to sit on her face, sucking every last drop out of Britt's reawakened pussy which she now ground on Kate's face, smothering the young woman. Unbelievably, I felt a second round loading in the breeches, ready for a final assault.

"Oh fuck Kate... here it comes baby!" I choked out, breathing hard.

I couldn't make eye contact, her face buried under sweet pussy and ass; I moved my eyes up over a taut, rippling belly, firm breasts with stiff nipples and a beautiful scrunched up face, racked in orgasm, mouthing; "I love you." 

I couldn't even whisper a return as Kate's strangling sex drew me in and we detonated one another, imploding, racked by orgasmic explosions. Kate struggled to catch her breath, trying to push Britt back as I slid my hands under Britt's thighs and lifted her enough to give Kate some relief. 

Britt recouped enough to slide on back and lean against the driver's door, accidently leaning on the horn button and scaring us all until we were laughing out loud. My knees were protesting mightily so I regrettably retreated, but not before running my tongue up into her satisfied snatch, collecting some of our custom mix and sharing it with her. I kissed her, her eyes bugged out in disbelief of what I had just done, moaning and savoring the taste of our love. 

I broke our kiss, having to stand as there was nowhere to lie, except on top of her. I looked down and took a picture with my mind, knowing that I would never get away with taking a real photograph. Before me lay two beautiful women, wasted and worn out, their legs splayed obscenely, pussies red from over-use and contented smiles on their faces. 

I managed to shuffle back over to the work table and gathered up some bottled water and took them back to the car. The girls were where I left them, but showing signs of life. Britt's long legs were now comfortably stretched out over Kate's shoulders and she lovingly petted what she could reach. I handed them each an open bottle which they drained without taking a breath, sighing with relief. Kate looked up at me, her hands still running up and down Britt's smooth gams and started to say something, only pulling up short, pursing her lips.

I raised an eyebrow and asked, "You were going to say something?"

"I guess not;" her fingers now resting on the intruding appendages. "Like before, I guess I'm just speechless, which baby doll here," caressing the legs again, "will tell you is not normal."

"That's for sure," the blonde responded, bending a knee and trying to play with a nipple with her toes; "but I understand. Sometimes things happen that are just are so far beyond any expectations that we can't begin to verbalize them."

'Pretty profound' I thought to myself for a blonde sex-kitten; not your typical stereotype. I reached out to help Kate stand up, but not without a little protest. We hugged and kissed again before we reached in to help our lover out of the cramped car. We all hugged and kissed, but were too worn out to get to enthusiastic about it. We wandered about the set, picking up scattered clothes and the camera and shut down the lights and strolled arm-in-arm-in-arm back to the house, another successful photo shoot in the books.



Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 14



Part 14

**Late Saturday afternoon**

Gina stood in the doorway of the master bedroom, not particularly surprised at the sight, but very envious. Her two best friends, Britt, the blonde bombshell and Kate, the petite pixie with the jet-black hair, were sprawled across my king-size bed. I was naked, on my back, in the middle of the bed. Face down on either side of me, with their heads resting on my chest, were the two women, equally naked; with one hand each resting on my flaccid cock. All three of us snored lightly and if you can smile while you sleep, then that is what I was doing.

While she toiled all day in John's beachwear shop helping persnickety tourists shop for swimsuits that they really shouldn't be wearing in public, Kate was posing for a calendar that Britt and I were shooting for a local auto body shop. 

Oh yeah, and while she and Britt slept last night in the guest bedroom after having spent the day moving out of their water-soaked rental house, little Kate got her first real cock. During the past year, Gina and Britt had taken her virginity with all forms of fake penile implements, fingers, and the like; but I was her first real deal. 

The three roommates had decided early on to keep their sexual adventures in-house, assuring them of a drama-free first year of college. Gina had had one boyfriend who had left her an emotional wreck and she had sworn off the male species until just a couple days ago. Kate came from a family atmosphere that virtually assured her virginity until she found a way to get out of Dodge. Her family promised her that she had a first class ticket to purgatory if she even thought of sex until she was properly courted and married. Britt took both girls under her wing and even though she had no fears of the opposite sex, she could take them or leave them and was more than willing to wait until the right man came along.

And he did; 'twas I, George.

So here we all were, under one roof, at least for the time being. It was fairly obvious to Gina and Kate that this was the real deal for Britt, and me for that matter. I would do anything this woman asked me to do, short of murder. Britt is the same way and has a loyalty to those she loves that is boundless. Britt is also quite secure in her own sexuality and in her heart she somehow knew that I would never do anything to hurt her, so it only made perfect sense to her that she and I should do whatever needed to be done to help her friends over whatever hurdles life had thrown in their way. And if that meant me fucking them until they were walking funny, then well, that's what would happen. 

It was no secret to all the girls that I was about as nervous about this arrangement as they were; at least Gina and Kate. Britt seemed to have all the confidence in the world that this was the best path and as we progressed, everyone became more at ease. The question now was where was this leading?

The aforementioned flood at the house they had rented had put us all under the same roof. No one had spoken about a long term solution, but it was an even bet that we were all thinking along the same lines. The question was; who was going to bring it up. Odds are it would be Britt.

Anyway, Gina stood there for a few more moments, taking in the erotic view, wishing she was part of the landscape. She decided that maybe she would just surprise everyone and go ahead and get dinner started. But before she did anything else, Gina pulled her cell phone from her purse and took a couple pictures.

**30 minutes later**

Gina took a quick shower in the guest bath and pulled an old baseball jersey on and went out to get started on dinner. She remembered seeing the makings of a spaghetti dinner and with a good salad and a bottle of wine, they'd be set. Barefoot, the little one with the long black hair didn't hear Gina enter the kitchen as she scrounged in the refrigerator for something to drink. She shrieked and nearly jumped into the icebox when Gina goosed her from behind, grabbing a handful of butt cheek.

"Jesus Gina," the naked nymph squealed; "you scared the shit out of me. I didn't know you were here."

"I'm sorry," she told a Kate as she hugged her and gave her an apologetic kiss. "So...tell me everything. Was it everything you thought it would be?"

Kate took Gina by the hand and led her to the living room couch and they snuggled up as Kate gave a blow-by-blow account of her first time with a man. They were both getting turned on as Kate talked and Gina asked for more detail. Both were absentmindedly strumming their clits and when the little one switched to the tale of the photo shoot and the three-way that followed. Gina had heard enough and quickly had Kate in a 69 on the couch. Kate found herself on the bottom with her head on a pillow, Gina's wet pussy planted firmly on her mouth as Gina hunkered down to feast on the little one's well-used snatch. Spreading Kate's legs wide, she stabbed at her pussy and ass with her tongue as Kate reciprocated, her tongue dancing over Gina's clit as her little fingers delved at her tight ass. 

Meanwhile, woken by the loud moaning coming from another part of the house, Britt and I snuck out of the bedroom and peeked around the corner, watching the two dark-haired women pleasure one another. Britt stood in front of me, her hand reaching back to stroke my re-awakened cock as I had a firm grasp on both her tits, pinching her nipples as I nibbled on the nape of her neck. We had a view that favored Gina's backside; "Gina's got a great ass, doesn't she?" Britt whispered as she coaxed me to my full potential. 

I dropped my hands from her breasts and took hold of my lover's firm cheeks and gave them a squeeze; "I really prefer this one," spreading the two halves. 

"Hmm...good answer," she purred as I continued to nuzzle her neck. Pushing back slightly, she guided me between her moistened lips, my cock parting the way. We joined silently, careful not to ruin our friend's fun. The girls continued to put on a show as I worked my way in slowly. We didn't feel the need to fuck; we just wanted to be as close to each other as possible. I don't know how we could have been much closer.

The girls turned up the volume, Gina grinding on the little one's face as Kate fought back, two fingers now up the statuesque brunette's back door. Gina was evidently doing a pretty good job too as Kate was nearly bucking the bigger girl off and onto the floor. I pulled Britt closer, burying myself deeper as she wiggled her hips and twisted her own nipples. 

"Oh god, oh god, oh god," Gina cried, her hand now taking up where her mouth had been. Kate picked up the pace, slamming three fingers in and out of her roommates ass. Kate stiffened as she climaxed, nearly driving her entire hand home. Gina wailed in orgasm, her feet pushing against the armrest of the couch as she flooded Kate's mouth.

I watched, enraptured as I felt a small climax rumble through Britt, rolling up and down my length. I hugged her tighter, flexing in reply. 

As the girls caught their breath, still layered on the couch, Britt and I parted and stepped from our hiding place; applauding the performance we had just been afforded. The two stars of the show turned their heads to the audience and smiled, both eyeballing the wet stiffness before me. Britt bounced over to the couch and got a pussy-enhanced kiss from Gina as the little one beckoned me over and promptly licked Britt's juices off my dick, giving me the opportunity to check Gina's moisture content, slipping a couple fingers in her drenched pussy. 

Gina finally called off the fun, announcing that she had intended to have dinner ready for us before we woke from our nap. I went back to the master bath to take a leak and put on a pair of boxers and came out to find the girls, now all 'dressed' in t-shirts, skipping around the kitchen, getting dinner put together. There were plenty of cooks already in the kitchen, so I sat at the island and listened to the girls banter back and forth. They didn't come right out and talk about the fun and games the girls and I had on the MG after the photo shoot, but there were plenty of innuendos and raised eyebrows. 

Dinner finally made it to the table and it was some of the best spaghetti I've ever had, but I honestly think my dinner company had a lot to do with it. About half-way through the meal, Britt as I had predicted, brought up the future living arrangements.

"So lover," she said as she ran a hand up and down my thigh under the bar; "I guess we're going to have to find another place to rent. Do you know of any place where three innocent girls from out of town can find a reasonable place to move into?"

Between the utterance of the word 'innocent' and the fact that she now had my half-hard cock in her hand, I nearly spewed red wine out of my nose. The girls laughed at my response as I tried to recover.

"Well, "I said, nearly recouped and winding some more pasta onto my fork; "I know the rental market is pretty tight right now, even with school out for the summer and all." I took a bite and chewed, pondering their dilemma. 

"I do have this guest room, but I was really hoping a couple buddies of mine would come to town this summer and they'd have a place to stay." I paused as I took another sip of my Merlot. 

"And," I continued, "I've been a bachelor so long, you know, being able to bring a girl home and not having to worry about some roommate getting in the way; I just....."

Next thing I know, I am off the stool, on the floor; a fiery-eyed blonde is straddling my chest as the other two pinned my arms to the floor...I clearly said something wrong. I smiled up at Britt, backpedaling a bit; "Well you do know I was referring to you as the girl I'd bring home; right?"

Britt smiled a devilish grin as I felt two hands straying down my stomach, creeping under the waistband of my Fruit-of-the-Looms. Gina and Kate had the same demonic smirk as their leader and I felt their hands converge, firmly taking hold of my prized possession. Britt ran her hands through my hair as I stared up into her beautiful, dark blue eyes. 

"So baby," she winked as her cohorts ran their finger tips up and down my length; "don't you think we would make the perfect tenants? I mean really; we would help with all the household duties, you know, like cleaning and shopping and cooking." 

I felt little Kate's hand slip down and begin to palm my balls, rolling them between her delicate fingers. Gina meanwhile had me in a full grip, tightening and loosening her fingers sequentially; it was nothing like I had ever felt before; a digital undulation.

Britt continued, her hands now pushing her shirt up, her beautiful taut belly exposed as she played with her nipples just under the shirt; "think of the other perks too. No more having to jack off when you get a little horny. I'm sure one of us would be more than happy to give you a handy or a BJ if you just needed a quickie to get you by. And you'd never have to sleep in a cold bed or wash your own back. I think you'd really benefit by having us as your roommates."

I couldn't suppress the moan as Kate and Gina continued to manipulate my main vein and just to make sure they had my attention, Britt lifted up a bit off my chest, revealing her wet pussy, her inner lips puffy and red. As the landlord, I thought I better get my two cents in; "You know, there are going to have to be a few house rules that you three will have to agree to." I felt Gina tighten her grip in anticipation of my demands.

"First off, there'll have to be some kind of dress code." Gina's grip got tighter yet; "Except when I have visitors or clients here, you three will wear as little clothing as is possible, depending on the temperature, etc." That got me a little stroke and Britt settled back on my chest and rocked her hips back and forth a couple time. 

"Second; if I am available, I will be given first rights to all leg and pussy shaving and also hair washing and drying." Britt moaned as she rocked a couple more times, leaving a snail trail of pussy juice on my chest. Gina gave me a couple more welcome tugs as the little one draped her long hair over my face and gave me a quick buss on the lips.

"Next," I said, straining at Gina and Kate's ministrations; "we will have weekly movie nights and, oh yeah, we will also have scheduled 'Naked Days.' 

"Um, fuck yes," Gina grunted as I noticed a hand between her legs moving frantically. Britt leaned to her side and kissed Kate, their tongues stabbing at one another. "So," Britt said as soon as Kate would let her; "are there any more house rules you can think of?" as she rose up on her knees and inched forward; her pussy nearly within striking distance of my tongue.

"Well," I said as my arms were released by my captors and I grabbed Britt's sweet ass firmly in both hands; "if I ever need a little snack, I would like to think that there would be at least one pussy available for me to partake in;" at which point I pulled my blonde lover's slick snatch to my lips and proceeded to devour her. Meanwhile, the other two co-conspirators had pulled my boxers down my legs and I saw them fly across the room out of the corner of my eye. I felt my legs being spread to the limit and I believe it was my petite one who crawled between my legs and began sucking my balls into her mouth, her fingers busy playing with my asshole. That left Gina to inhale my cock, the feeling familiar as I felt her nose nestle my groin, my cock reaching for the back of her throat. 

The two dark-haired beauties took turns sucking my length and I listened as Gina gave encouragement to Kate as she tried to take all of me in her mouth; "Come on baby, you can get that big thing in there. Fuck that's sexy baby...suck it...c'mon, swallow his cock Katie!" The little one gurgled and moaned on my cock while her cheerleader ran one hand up and down my belly and chest, the other tickling my balls.

Britt meanwhile was riding my face, her hands on both sides of my head and rocking her drenched cunt up and down my face, grinding her clit on my nose as my tongue ventured deep inside her steamy cavern. "Ohh fuck, eat me god damn it... Fuck my pussy with your fucking tongue... Shit, you can eat my pussy anytime..." Britt's appreciative acknowledgements continued as she lap-danced on my lips. My hands migrated north and soon were full of firm titty, her nipples as stiff as my dick. 

"Oh Jezzus baby....I'm cumming baby...gonna fuckin' drown you...ahhhh....fuuuucccckkkkk!!!!" Britt bucked and writhed on my face, her pussy sliding around like a kid on a slip-n-slide. I held her upright as I sucked her cream from between her swollen lips. She visibly vibrated as orgasm after orgasm rocked her until her body gave in and she collapsed on my face, a delectable smothering. 

Delectable at any other time except when your cock is about to explode and you want to cry out in ecstasy. Britt found the strength to drag herself up my face enough to give fair warning of the impending eruption..." Fuck, fuck, fuck..." I spewed both verbally and orgasmicly. Gina and Kate both squealed with delight as they fought over the fountain of cum. I came hard a half dozen times, so hard my butt cheeks hurt from clenching. 

"Mmmm," they uttered as their tongues licked and slurped at the creamy mess. Britt found the strength to turn around and join them, all three tongues now lapping at my tender tool, causing me to flex which brought more giggles of glee from the trio. 

Content with their cleanup efforts, they joined me there on the floor, my butt now numb against the cold limestone tile. We hugged and petted, hands drifting from body to body, Britt purring with contentment. 

About the time I decided that I'd better get up while I still could, Britt crawled up my torso until we were eye to eye. Gina and Kate pulled up alongside as Britt asked; "so, when can we move in?"

I actually teared up a little and hugged them all tight to hide it and managed to squeak out; "Welcome home girls."

I could feel the dampness as they peppered me and each other with kisses, whispering 'thank you's' softly and personally into my ears. I couldn't have been much happier than I was at that moment and realized what a lucky guy I was; screw the lottery, this was the big prize.

We helped each other off the cold floor, complaining about aching backs and knees. "Next time we do that," said Gina, "we'll aim for the carpet," pointing to the living room about five feet away. We all laughed and went back to cold spaghetti, but it mattered not as the warmth and happiness we all shared was all the comfort we needed.

** Too early, Sunday morning **

Britt and I were soundly sleeping in our patent-pending spoon position; my morning wood firmly ensconced between her butt cheeks, peeking at her pussy just around the bend, my right hand full of warm c-cup and my face pillowed in a nest of soft blonde hair, breathing warm air on her long neck.

Britt was sleeping soundly, her heart beating through the soft flesh of her breast. I was content as I'd ever been and daydreamed about the future. The fantasy was interrupted as I felt movement on the bed. The sheets rustled at the foot of the bed and soon, two naked subterranean trespassers slithered up on both sides of us. I felt hands, lips, breasts, and legs follow my backside and could see a form below the sheets tracing along the front of my bedmate. Simultaneously, two dark-haired interlopers poked their heads out from under the sheets.

"Good morning," they whispered as Gina kissed my shoulder and played with my butt. I reached back and gave her an awkward hug, my hand on her butt cheek. 

"We got up to snuggle before we went into the shop this morning, but John sent Gina a text and said he had a family emergency and that we should go ahead and stay home today," Kate whispered. "He said he's leaving a sign on the door and Sunday's can be slow anyway, so I guess you have to put up with all of us today," throwing me an air-kiss and a wink.

"I hope everything is okay," I replied.

"I don't think it's a big deal," Gina said as she nibbled at my neck. "He said he'd call later and let us know what was going on."

Britt grumbled in her sleep as Kate kissed her softly on the nose. I sighed as Gina wrapped her leg over my hip and I could feel her warm wetness. I pulled her in tighter, my hand at the bottom of her ass cheek and she now sighed into my ear. I closed my eyes and drifted back to where I left off in my dream.

** Probably around an hour later that morning **

I was awoken by Britt squirming around, trying to roll onto her other side so that she was facing me. Her blue eyes, still heavy with sleep stared into mine and then asked; "who the fuck are all these people in my bed"; smiling slightly.

"I don't know," I answered; "I thought they were friends of yours," smiling back.

The sleepy one dropped her hand between us and encountered another hand; but not mine. She stared back at me and said, "Must be friends of yours, since she has her hand on your dick."

I was sleepier than I thought and I hadn't realized that somehow Gina had managed to coax me out of the confines of Britt's comfortable ass crack and had assumed a healthy hold. We heard a snicker from the buxom brunette as she caressed my cock. 

"Would you guys be quiet," the little one muttered, now hugging Britt's backside; "I'm trying to sleep here."

"You are, huh?" as the blonde reached back and petted the dark-haired pixie. "I thought one of you had to go to work today."

"John had some sort of family emergency," I said, bringing Britt up to date. "He said he'd call the girls later on, so it looks like we're stuck with them for the day." That comment just got me a couple pokes and another tug. 

"Anyway, we," I said giving my girl a kiss, "have to go through yesterday's shoot and pick out the shots of the MG and Kate for the calendar. You girls may as well get settled in and you can sort through all the stuff you brought. There'll be some things you brought that you don't need like kitchen things since I already have all that. We also need to do some grocery shopping today, so maybe I can talk you two," making eye contact with Gina and Kate, "into doing that chore."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 14



Gina gave me another loving squeeze; "Yeah, that'll work. We can swing by the farmer's market first. Kate loves the farmer's market, don't cha' sweetie?" she said with a smile.

"Eww god, really?" griped the little one, still comfortably nestled into Britt's backside; "I hate the farmer's market. All that walking around and the crowds and you never know what they have; why can't we just get it all at the store?"

Britt and Gina laughed at their friend, enjoying irritating her. "They have much fresher fruits and vegetables," said Britt, "and they have someone there that always has fresh pineapples and we have to make sure that lover boy here always has his pineapple."

Both Gina and Kate looked at me and Britt quizzically and I felt myself start to blush a little. "So, our new landlord has a thing for pineapples?" asked Gina.

"No," laughed Britt as she stared deep into my eyes; "I do because it makes his cum taste good!"

"Well shit," declared Kate as she jumped off the bed and headed toward their room; "let's get to the fuckin' farmer's market Gina!"

The rest of us busted up laughing as the little one's perky butt and long black hair disappeared around the corner. "Well, I guess it's time to get up," Gina said, giving me one last caress and a kiss.

"I suppose," I said, glancing at the clock; "but the market doesn't open for another couple hours. Let's go scrounge up some breakfast and we'll put together a shopping list." I gave both the girl's a squeeze and we forced ourselves out of the comfortable bed.

** Mid-morning, Sunday **

We managed to put together a good breakfast and thankfully there was some pineapple which Kate hand fed me throughout the meal. After a playful meal, we put the list together and got the girls on their way. Britt and I cleaned up and then headed upstairs to the studio/office to download yesterday's shots. It was nice and warm upstairs, the sun streaming through the big glass skylights. I had on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt while Britt wore a bikini bottom and a little crop tee. Her long bare legs were tucked under her as she sat next to me at the desk, intently staring at the pics of Kate and the MG.

"These came out really nice lover," Britt commented as we scrolled through them. "For a pretty unexciting car, you and Kate made it look pretty special," as she reached over and placed her hand on my thigh.

"Yeah well, I think we have to give a lot of credit to you. Your coaching really brought the best out of her. She just really came to life after you put her at ease," I said. I continued to run through the shots, "One thing I notice is that she can easily go from innocent little girl to seductress; it's a great quality for a model." 

"She's done that a lot in real life lately. When she moved in with us at the beginning of the school year, she was a little prude. Now she can get down-right dirty," Britt exclaimed.

Timing being everything, just as Britt finished that last statement, we came up to the 'private calendar' shots that Kate took of Britt and I. We sat silent as we scrolled though the shots, perfectly framed and sharp. We both gasped as a close-up of my hard cock slipping into her mouth took over the entire screen. Britt's hand strayed up my thigh until she had a firm hand on my cock. The next few shots of us sprawled naked across the back of the car were erotic as hell and then another porn shot; my fingers spreading her slick snatch wide, ready to probe her depths. The wet redness, clearly focused, was rude, but made my dick throb; Britt felt my response and squeezed her reply. 

Too quickly we came to the end of the pics as this was where Kate joined in on the fun and I somehow managed to blow a load into both of these beautiful women and watched in awe as the innocent one consumed the cum-cocktail from Britt's freshly fucked pussy. It was a threesome that I won't forget anytime soon.

We sat quietly for a minute staring at a blank screen, my blonde lover's hand softly caressing me, our breathing audible. I finally broke the silence; "well, Kate really has a pretty good eye. A couple of those shots were calendar worthy."

"Yeah," answered Britt as she reached under the waistband of my shorts and got a good grip on the situation; "but some of them looked like they came right off a porn site. Pictures like the one of you spreading my pussy open usually don't do much for me, but because I knew it was me I guess, well fuck, I'm so wet, I could float a boat. And the one of me taking your cock in my mouth and that was all you saw; shit; I just want to blow that one up and look at it all day....Fuck I'm horny!" 

We were instantly all over each other as I sat her on the desktop and attacked her mouth with mine while my hands strayed all over her sublime form. She struggled to push my shorts down over my ass as she squirmed on the lacquered wood top. My hands settled on her ass, tucked in between her and the desktop and I pulled her tight to my burgeoning cock, now free to wander. "Bed," she moaned through our kiss.

'Good fuckin' idea,' my dick told me, so I carried her to the bed and not so gently bounced her on the mattress. Britt squealed with delight as she pulled the skimpy shirt over her head; "Get your camera," she said, her eyes dark with desire. Ever obedient, my dick and I grabbed the camera off the side table next to the desk and turned to see my love lying back on the bed with her legs spread and her little bikini bottoms being eaten by her pussy. Her outer lips hugged the tiny blue triangle, dark from her juices.

"Close-ups," she murmured as she drug her index finger up the great divide. I dropped to my knees and zoomed in, focusing on glistening puffy lips and scant, saturated fabric. I followed her finger, shot after shot as she played with the cloth, tucking it deeper till her pussy nearly swallowed the itty-bitty bottoms. Finally, the troublesome piece came off, leaving her pussy bare and vulnerable. I glanced up from the camera as her gaze bore down on me, her eyes black with want and her tongue licking her lips in anticipation.

"Open it," I whispered in a commanding tone. A shiver ran through her as she spread her pussy lips apart, exposing her pink core. I stared at her open sex, the soft, wet interior my cock so loved. "Fuck," I said under my breath as I remembered to take the shot. Britt shivered again as she repositioned her hands, rocking back a bit to show her perfect pink star, shining bright with the run-off from her stimulated snatch. Her pussy now gaped exposing a deep tunnel of love and it took all the willpower I could muster not to drop the camera on the floor and fill that gap with my cock that was throbbing with desire.

I managed a couple more shots, standing over her, looking down at her obscene pose, legs spread wide and tucked back, her pussy gaping wide and an asshole asking to be plundered. I stepped back and took one wide shot, capturing her in her pornographic entirety. To say she looked ready to be fucked was an understatement and my cock wasn't willing to wait much longer.

I stepped back up to the foot of the bed and looked down at my babe's x-rated display. I sat the camera to the side on the bed and placed my hands on the insides of her spread, tense thighs, looking up to see her lustful look. "Eat me," she said breathlessly, her chest heaving with each breath. Obediently, I dropped my head down to her crotch and inhaled deeply, her erotic aroma stiffening my dick and resolve just that much more. 

Ever the tease, I raked my tongue over her winking pucker and skipped over the deep cave before latching onto her distended clit, sucking it between my lips. Britt stiffened as her first orgasm overtook her, "FFFFUUUUUCCCKKKKK......" she bellowed as her cunt convulsed. I continued to bathe her sex with my tongue and lips, tickling her asshole with my tongue as it pulsed, trying to coax me in. Lost in the joy of giving her pleasure, I heard the shutter release of my Nikon, and I glanced up to see her holding it, shooting wide with the camera above her head, hoping for the best from the auto-focus. I went back to what I was doing, drawing another climax from deep within her. "Jeez....ahh...Shit..." she moaned through another orgasm. 

Britt was clearly in need of a respite, so I backed off and let her legs back down onto the bed and slid up beside her, not snuggling as she was warm enough as it was. She laid there on her back, her eyes closed with the occasional shiver running up her body. I traced patterns up her arm, across her chest and contemplated playing with her nipples. She anticipated my move and took my hand and held it down on her belly, still trying to catch her breath. She turned her head to look at me, her eyes now a deep blue; "You're incredible," she said softly, squeezing my hand in hers.

'Thank you' didn't seem appropriate, so I simply scooched closer and kissed her shoulder and whispered, "I love you." A tear began to form in her eyes as she turned away; I kissed her shoulder once more. Turns out, she turned to locate the camera which she handed me and slid over till we were shoulder to shoulder. Her hand released mine to allow me to operate the camera. Her hand now found my cock as we reviewed the pornographic images on the little two inch screen. Even at that size, the images were startlingly graphic. I could hear Britt's breathing quicken as we perused explicit shots of my tongue probing her ass or lapping the inside of her gaping pussy. "Fuck," she repeatedly murmured as she stroked my stiffening member.

Rested and ready, she let go of my cock and sat up, giving me a quick kiss. "Scoot back to the head board," she said as she stood up next to the bed and shook her bountiful head of blonde hair, bending over and running her fingers through it, a cursory brushing. I sat against the upholstered headboard and admired her, wondering how I got this lucky. Britt caught me staring and leaned over to give me a deep kiss before reaching back to the bedside table and retrieving something she quickly tucked under the pillow.

Slipping up onto the bed, she gave me another kiss as she straddled my belly, nestling my cock in her ass crack. "So lover, are you ready for me to fuck the shit out of you?" as she reached back, tucking my cock into her crack, rocking back and forth. I simply smiled and nodded in the affirmative as my hands ran up her sides, settling on her firm tits, thumbing her stiff nipples.

"Okay then, get that camera ready," as she backed over my dick, spreading her juices along the length until it sprang up, free and slapping me on the belly. Britt straightened up and ran her hands up and down her torso, squeezing her breasts, twisting her nipples. Snapping pictures, I watched her raise up on her knees and bend back slightly, reaching down and showing off her pussy, spreading her lips, dipping the occasional finger in for a sample. Tasting herself, she gave a smile of approval and reached down for my cock. I watched through the viewfinder as she ran the tip of my cock through her wet lips, gathering her essence. Slowly, she let me in as I captured my advance, slowly watching my cock disappear. Unhurried, she slid up and down, occasionally reaching down to spread herself, exposing her stiff clit riding along the top of my shimmering member. 

I was more than content to let her ride me until I gave her my gift, but my lovely assistant had other poses in mind. She slowly dismounted; my slimy cock slapped my belly in retaliation. Britt smiled as she gave me a quick slurp before turning her back to me and reassuming the position. She leaned forward, reaching back and spreading her ass for me. I took a couple shots of her tight ass and open pussy which was dripping onto my balls. Satisfied that I had enough shots of that particular pose, she reached between her legs and took my cock in hand again, aiming it at her sweet snatch. "I'll bet that looks nice," she said as I zoomed in to capture the moment as she captured me once more. Her ass winked at us as my cock slipped further inward until we were safely home. Britt rode me for a minute before straightening up and reached back to retrieve whatever it was that she hid beneath the pillow. 

I didn't catch what it was, but I had my suspicions. Britt leaned forward again to deal with whatever she had gathered, so I took the opportunity to run my hands over her ass, my thumbs playing with her asshole. Britt moaned as I played and then swatted my hands away. Picking the camera back up, I watched as she probed her ass with lubed fingers, one, then two; slipping and sliding beside my cock still enjoying her tight pussy. Next, a bright pink vibrator showed up, shining with lube and quickly replacing her fingers. Like watching a private porno, I captured images of Britt pleasuring herself with my cock buried deep in her cunt while she plundered her ass with the vibrator.

"Oh my god that feels fucking incredible," she groaned as she filled her ass with the vibe and I filled her pussy with my cock. Her pace quickened and I figured we were close to the crescendo when she suddenly stopped and let a small orgasm roll through, trying to push me and the anal intruder out. Giving herself a second, she inhaled and then slowly retracted the pink invader. Her asshole gaped as I took another shot, my cock still firmly parked in her pussy below her open back door.

Britt sat back upright, back straight and she flexed to realign her muscular back. She turned to look at me and asked;" Are you ready baby?"

'Ready for what,' I wondered. The answer came as she handed me the bottle of lube and raised herself up, freeing her favorite toy. You didn't need to give me detailed instructions as she leaned forward slightly and spread her ass wide. I quickly squeezed a healthy amount of the cool lube on the head of my cock, like syrup on a sundae. Picking up the camera and shooting with one hand, I pointed my greased pole at her open rear portal and chronicled the advancement of my cock as it was consumed by her greedy ass. 

Once I was completely covered, my cock gone from sight, I made a management decision and called the photo shoot finished and a smashing success. Now it was time to get down to real business and fuck my lovers ass until we both passed out. Setting the camera aside, I grabbed her by the hips and set a rhythm, slowly with full strokes, letting her ass get used to my full girth, which was getting bigger by the minute. 

"Oh fuck me," she moaned, grabbing my ankles and ratcheting herself up and down my cock. I stared intently as my cock advanced and retreated, the tight skin of her ass drawing outward with each thrust. After what seemed like an eternity, my cock began to numb and Britt was clearly tuckered out. We slowed until we stopped, seemingly defeated; but there was no way I wasn't going to give this girl a load up the ass she would soon forget.

I pushed her off my dick, much to her surprise and it showed in her face as I stood beside the bed and grabbed her legs and flipped her onto her back. She got that devilish look back when I drug her to the edge of the bed and she watched as I squirted a healthy amount of the lube onto the length of my throbbing, angry member. I pushed her legs back, lifting her butt and slipped a pillow underneath and then anointed her still open ass with a healthy dollop of the sex grease. Handing her the pink vibrator, I winked as I slid my dick home, fighting the compression afforded by the tight fit. Obscene sucking and farting sounds followed the pistoning of my cock in her ass as I drove for home. Sweat dripped off my nose and I heard the vibrator hum and then felt the vibrations as she ran the vibe around the outside of her pussy, teasing her own clit, waiting for the pivotal moment. 

The extra lube and change of position was just what the doctor ordered. Along with that, the looks on each other faces carried us to the end. Britt's eyes grew big; as I'm sure mine did as we felt each other reach the peak. We reached the top simultaneously; my cock exploding, seemingly endless amounts of molten cum jetting into her pulsating ass. Britt convulsed, as if having a seizure, her ass milking my cock, pushing and pulling, unsure of whether to expel me or take me in further.

Britt lost control of the vibrator and it rolled off her, settling on the bed, humming to no one. I only had the strength to wrap my arms around her legs, pulling them together and then lean on them, the bed and her, the only thing keeping me upright. Little aftershocks rolled through her, coaxing out what little cum I had left. Eventually, I found my way to the bed and we lay side by side, breathing hot air into each other's faces as we drifted off to sleep. 

** A little bit later **

I woke to whispers and soft giggling. I opened my eyes just enough to see Gina and Kate standing beside the bed where Britt and I lay naked and spent. Kate held my 35mm Nikon and was scrolling through the pics, both of their eyes wide; "God, look how big his cock looks in her ass," Kate whispered to Gina as she glanced down at my now, less than expansive dick. "I thought I wanted him to fuck my ass, but now I'm not sure," the little one continued. 

Gina's right hand was in her shorts, obviously getting off to the digital display; "Oh, I definitely want that cock in my butt. I want to watch his face as I fuck him till he cums in my ass," she said in a stutter.

Kate let out a little squeak and looked at me as my cock gave away the fact that I was awake and listening to their conversation. She gave me a little covert wink and said, "You know what would be fun?"

"What's that?" Gina responded, her fingers still diddling her pussy as she stared at the tiny images.

"While George is fucking that sweet ass of yours, I could put on the strap-on and I'd fuck your pussy at the same time. Or, we could have Britt fuck your pussy while I took pictures." Kate paused and looked down at me, still pretending to asleep, and my cock jumped once more. Kate couldn't contain her giggle, giving us away. Gina stared into my now open eyes, still playing with her pussy as Kate took a shot of Britt and I naked on the bed, a fitting closing shot. 

Gina managed a small orgasm, her eyes never leaving mine. Kate took a couple more shots, even a wide one that captured Gina standing over us, her hand rapidly working her pussy inside her shorts. Putting the camera back on the table as Gina got herself put back together, the little one said, "Gina and I'll put away the groceries. See you downstairs in a couple; we have some BBQ from the market for lunch." 

I managed a smile as I hugged Britt closer, tempted to close my eyes and drift back to sleep. I could hear the girls downstairs, busily dealing with the shopping, so guilt finally got me to my feet. Getting Britt up was another thing all together. She moaned and grumbled as I gently tried to wake her. Soft caresses got me nowhere, and it wasn't until I resorted to nipple pinching that I got a response.

"Mmm," she groaned as she stretched her arms up; "I was dreaming that that we were lying in a field of clover, making love and you... Ohh!" she winced as she stretched her legs. "I guess it wasn't all a dream. I dreamed that you were overcome with lust and you ravished me, violating my pussy and my ass with your big cock, telling me how much you loved me as you fucked me like an animal. It was the most erotic dream I've ever had." She paused as she looked up at me with those deep blue eyes; "You don't suppose we can find a field like that any time soon, do you?"

I leaned down to kiss her and help her sit up; "I'll do my damndest to find that field, even if I have to plant it myself," I said, kissing her softly. Britt wrapped her arms around my neck, trying to pull me down and start round two; "We better get up lover," I said with the proper disappointing tone; "Gina and Kate are back and they brought lunch; they're getting it ready now."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 14



A twinkle of concern showed in her eyes; "Did they see us....?"

"We were asleep when they came upstairs to let us know they were back."

"The camera," she asked, looking for it on the bed.

"They were standing here by the bed and looking at the pictures when I woke up."

"Did they.....?"

"Did they like them? I'd say yes; Kate was drooling and Gina was fingering herself while they looked at them."

Britt smiled as she got up and scurried over to the toilet and unabashedly sat and relieved herself. "The least you could do is turn around," she sighed as the splashing sound echoed throughout the studio. I turned and gathered up my clothes, trying to ignore what was happening behind me. "Uhmm," she groaned, "Nothing like a jizz enema...fuck George, it feels like you came a gallon," as the noises continued.

'Good lord,' I told myself as I pulled on my shorts, 'this girl is really something.' Then came snickering and giggling from the bottom of the stairs, followed by Gina yelling; "Lunch is ready, you pervs!" and the laughter of the two could be heard all the way back into the house. 

I looked over and gave Britt an annoying look which she answered with a shrug of her shoulders as she reeled off a couple yards of toilet paper; "What can I say, they're your roommates," she said matter-of-factly.

'What have I done?' I asked myself as I turned to walk downstairs. As I was about to walk through the front door, Britt hit the bottom of the stairs, holding what little she had been wearing, still naked as a jaybird. Reading my questioning look, she said, "I need a shower, okay?"

I couldn't help but smile as she skipped past me through the open door, giving me a glancing kiss. I managed to give her a little swat on the ass as she skipped toward the bedroom. "Hi girls," she said as she passed them on the way. The two didn't reply; their eyes following her bouncing butt as she disappeared into the master bedroom. They went back to making lunch, giggling to one another; "a gallon? Can you imagine?" followed by more snickering.

I chose not to enter into this particular trap and opened the fridge to get something to drink; "Smells good ladies, and thanks for doing the shopping. Britt and I got a lot done while you were gone." I instantly regretted that last line and prepared for the comeback.

"Not a problem," said Kate, "but I still hate going to the Farmer's Market;" and then catching my eye; "I think we're going to have to alternate who has to go shopping and who gets to stay home," giving me a wink and getting a poke in the ribs from Gina.

Before Kate could retaliate, Britt emerged from the bedroom, her hair wet from the shower, wearing the skimpiest pair of panties known to man and nothing else, which drew catcalls and wolf whistles from the other two. She glanced at me with my deer-in-the-headlights look and said nonchalantly, "you said one of the rules is that we were to wear as little as possible and it is getting warm, so...." And she did a pirouette showing off her beautiful form and a butt I'd lay my life down for.

The other two laughed hysterically and before you could blink, shirts and shorts flew until all three wore nothing but the briefest knickers. I laughed and shook my head in disbelief, heading toward the bedroom; "I'm going to take a quick shower; don't wait lunch for me."

I managed a quick, refreshing shower and as I toweled off, I listened to the none-too-private conversation between the three about what transpired while Gina and Kate were shopping.

"Kate, when we came to the shots you took of George and me, I was instantly horny, like you'd flipped a switch, "said Britt. "And the close-ups of him in my mouth or the one where he was spreading my pussy open; fuck, those are so nasty, but I fucking love them. I know guy's get off on that, but I never had that reaction; maybe because it was me or something."

"It wasn't just because it was you," Gina chimed in; "I was creaming my panties looking at them too; I think because I knew it was you and, well, you know, been there, done that. I just really got into it. I stood there and fingered myself while your boyfriend watched me!"

"Well you know how turned on I got watching you two go at it," Kate giggled, "but I've always liked porn and all those close-ups of girls spreading themselves and stuff. You guys know I like porn, you've seen me get off on it on the computer more than once, but you didn't know that I tried to shoot my own pictures of myself with my phone. They didn't come out very well, but when no one's around, I look at those and finger myself silly."

"God Kate," exclaimed Britt, laughing, "and you called me a perv." More laughter ensued as I stood and listened, out of sight.

"Britt, do you" Gina began, hemming and hawing as she played with her food; "do you think that Geor... well, would you be okay.... I mean..."

"Jeez Gina, just spit it out," Britt teased.

"Okay," she said, taking a deep breath; "Well I got so turned on by those pictures this morning that I wondered if ...... well fuck it! I'd like to have some photos like that for me so that when I get horny and no one's around, I can get off on them! There I said it; I want some nasty photos of me and George and even you guys that will be private, just for me...and well, I guess you could have copies too, if you want them." She paused; "God, is that weird? I feel like a fuckin' teenage boy collecting porn to jack off to, but fuck, those shots of you and George just really turned me on."

"Aww," I heard Britt say, as I peeked around the corner. She and Kate stood next to Gina and wrapped their arms around her. "That's not weird at all sweetie. I have a collection going of George and I from some of the other car shoots, and when he's not around and I get horny, I do a whole slideshow on the computer and bang myself till I cream all over his chair. Fuck, I've done it three or four times in a day when he's at work." 

My dick responded, imagining Britt fidgeting on leather upholstery as she got off re-living our love making sessions. Britt continued as she and Kate played with Gina's aroused nipples, nibbling at her neck; "Fuck, if I had photos of you guys with George or even just us girls; god, I might never get anything done. Damn it Gina, you've got me all worked up again." She turned Gina's face to hers and kissed her hard; I could see their tongues battling for position as Kate, on the far side of the couple, began suckling on the busty brunette's D-cup while her hands roamed from Gina to Britt. 

By now, I had a hard-on that wouldn't quit. I thought about just walking out there naked, with my cock leading the way, but then that might be a little crude, and someone here had to be the grown-up. I stepped over to the dresser and dug around in the drawer, taking inventory. There at the bottom, in the back, was this, well I guess it's like a jock strap that the girls had bought me when I first met Gina and Kate and we had our first photo shoot together. They insisted that because they had to wear these skimpy outfits that the photographer ought to do the same. It consisted of a silk sack; I compared it to a sack that a kid would keep his marbles in, and a few strings that held it up. 'Perfect,' I told myself as I somehow managed to stuff myself into the bag and arrange the butt floss. I glanced over at the mirror and I didn't think I could have looked any fucking sillier, but figured, 'what the hell?'

The noise had subsided until I turned the corner; "What's for lunch ladies?" Little Kate shrieked with delight and Gina's eyes grew as big as saucers while my favorite blonde spewed iced tea out her nose trying to contain herself. I stopped and gave them a 360, like a model on a catwalk, drawing a round of applause.

"God babe," Britt said as she wiped up her mess on the counter;"I figured you threw that away," eyeballing the tightly packed bag between my legs.

"Are you kidding?" I kidded as I retrieved the ice tea from the fridge. "I wear it all the time when no one else is around." The girls whistled as I stretched to get a glass from the top shelf, giving them a good view of my backside. 

"What a butt," I heard one of them whisper to the others

"Yeah," said another; "If I had a dick, I'd definitely take that for a ride."

'Oh shit,' I thought to myself, 'let's not go there.' I'm all for the occasional finger up the ass, but I think I draw the line at a cock, real or fake up my tight virgin hole.

I turned back to face my roommates; "I just figured that if you got to wear next to nothing, why shouldn't I?"

Britt walked around the island and stood in front of me, eye to eye, tit to chest; "Oh I don't think you'll get any argument out of any of us," she said as she grabbed a handful and gently caressed the material, smiling as she felt my cock strain. 

She turned and got me a plate and served me up some of the barbecue that they had picked up at the market. The remaining empty stool was between Gina and Kate, so I took my seat and started eating. The girls went back to their lunch, yammering back and forth as though sitting around half-naked was just as normal as could be. The occasional hand did find its way onto my leg, eventually working its way to my bag of marbles. Pretty soon, the snake had found its way out of the bag, relieved to not be bent double and being charmed by two soft and attentive hands. 

The girls talked about spending the rest of the afternoon sorting through all the belongings they had stacked in the warehouse and deciding what to do with it all. Lunch finished, Britt gathered the dirty dishes and continued the conversation, leaving the other two to torment my cock. Finished cleaning up and ready to get to sorting, the girls stood and headed toward the door, looking back at me, wondering why I hadn't jumped up to follow. All three looked down with devilish grins as I spun the stool and stood, my cock stiff and pointing to the ceiling. 

I looked down, weighing my options as the girls giggled in delight with their accomplishment. After a brief confab with myself, I slid the little apparatus down my legs and kicked it toward the living room; "Screw it; I declare the rest of the day 'Naked Day!"

All three beauties yelped and whooped with joy, bouncing up and down as they stripped off what little they wore and added it to the small pile of apparel I had started. All three then grabbed me and we hugged and kissed; hands everywhere, groping and playing. "We love you," Britt said as she kissed me, her hand, I think it was hers, wrapped firmly around my cock.

"I love you too," kissing her back and swatting two, maybe three butts; "Okay, let's get to work."

The threesome giggled and jiggled their way out to the warehouse, me in tow admiring the view. I watched for a couple minutes as three gorgeous, naked women picked through the enormous pile of belongings, commenting and cavorting, but really making zero progress. I finally had to step in and try to get them somewhat organized. "Ladies," I said from the sidelines, my hands on my hips in a authoritarian stance that only brought more giggling and no respect. "I think what you need to do is make three categories; one is items that you need and would like to have in the house. Two would be items you want to keep, but don't need everyday. If we need to, I can build some store rooms or closets out here to keep everything clean. The third category would be things that you don't need, would never use and can pitch or donate. Does that make sense?"

Britt, the organized one of the trio quickly agreed and took control. She soon had three areas designated and the girls went at it with me helping shuttle things to the appropriate spot. A lot of groping and griping went on. Kate was the worst at making up her mind and numerous tug-of-wars ensued, Britt being the one who was the best at snap decisions was usually her opponent. Poor Gina found herself trying to be the diplomatic one; I knew better than to get involved. While one of the debates was in full swing over whether or not to keep a questionable looking crock pot, I spotted the box I had unloaded earlier that I knew contained a veritable plethora of sex toys. I grabbed the box and turned toward the argument and all went silent. Their eyes all grew big as they recognized the box I held and I gave Britt a knowing glance. Britt laughed and said, "Hell girls, we've all fucked him, we're standing her naked in a big warehouse arguing about worn out appliances; I really don't think we need to be embarrassed about our toy collection; do you?"

They nodded 'No' in agreement and I tried to look innocent and ignorant, asking "What kind of toys: dolls and stuffed animals?" Britt gave me a look and tried to contain herself as I sat the box down and began to lift the lid off. Quicker than the Flash himself, Gina and Kate flew over and had their hands on the box lid, holding it down. Britt couldn't hold it any longer, laughing and sidling up behind me, her arms around me; both hands on my awakening cock. 

"Give it up ladies, he already knows what's in the box; I could tell by the look in his eyes. He was trying to get a rise out of you, but look; the jokes on him," she said, moving her hands up and down my dick; "we got a rise out of him,"" laughing at her own humor. I reached back and grabbed her butt, pulling her tighter to my backside. 

Kate stared at my hard-on and then flipped the lid onto the floor and rummaged around until she came out with a flesh colored dildo, anatomically correct. Walking over she dropped to her knees in front of me and as Britt held my stiffness parallel to the floor, Kate held the synthetic schlong beside mine and beamed, "See; I told you it was about the same length." Then wrapping her little hand nearly all the way around mine, she smiled even larger; "You're right Britt, his is much bigger around. Now I really don't know if I want him in my butt or not."

We heard a soft moan and glanced up to see Gina still standing near the toy box, staring at my cock, biting her lower lip and furiously rubbing her pussy with her fingers. Britt smiled and whispered in my ear as she pumped my cock with Kate's still firmly attached; "I think Gina still wants to give you her virgin ass, baby."

It was my turn to moan as the little one ran her tongue over the crown of my cock, cleaning up a drop of pre-cum dangling on the tip. I was in danger of losing it if this kept up and the thought of my cock deep in the tight ass of the buxom brunette was all I needed to bring me to my senses and re-assert my command. "Okay ladies," I said, slipping from the grasps of the blonde and the pixie; "back to work; we can play later." With that, I walked over to the box of bawdy playthings and placed it in the stack of items that they girls would want in the house. "I assume this is the correct pile," I asked. Britt and Kate nodded in the affirmative while Gina still had her hand between her legs, staring at my dick. I snapped my fingers and waved my arms to break her reverie. She looked up at me and blushed as the other two laughed and turned back to do some more sorting. 

Back into the routine, the girls were making pretty good headway as the one large pile soon became three more manageable piles. Another argument was taking place over a very ugly lamp that Kate thought was wonderful; I had to side with Britt on this one; it was butt ugly. Gina meanwhile was digging around on the other side of the pile, bent at the waist, her incredible legs and ass on display. With the others still bickering about the lamp, I took the opportunity to step over next to Gina and bend over as though consulting with her on whatever had caught her interest. Situated between her and the others, I clandestinely placed my hand on the small of her back and let it wander over her butt, fingers sliding through the ravine. She shivered, never speaking or looking over at me and consciously spread her feet apart more. 

I moved items around with one hand, playing the part of inquisitive helper as my other hand helped itself to her hungry pussy. She wiggled her ass, grasping at my fingers with her swollen pussy lips. Britt and Kate were still in a heated mediation as I plunged two fingers in and out of the Gina's luscious snatch. It wasn't going to take much to bring her to the brink and she found a box to lean on, ready for the finale. Switching up fingers, I let my middle and ring fingers massage her interior as my wet index finger poised itself over her asshole. As I felt her pussy contracting, her orgasm ready to peak, I leaned closer to her and whispered as my pointer probed her pink pucker; "Next time, it'll be my cock sliding into your ass," as I buried my finger to the second knuckle. She let out a growl and cursed softly as she fought to stay upright and quiet, her body trembling as she came on my fingers. 

I remained bent over next to her, pretending to pick through the pots and pans until Gina was somewhat composed. Kate had won the battle of the ugly lamp and was proudly walking it to the appropriate area while I approached from the opposite direction, pots and pans in hand and rigid dick proudly leading the way. Kate looked at it suspiciously, probably wondering why it had grown interested again. I caught her staring and simply shrugged my shoulders; "Three gorgeous women running around naked; what do you expect?" turning back to get another load. I could feel Kate's stare burning a hole on my butt, and I gave it a little shake, earning me a snicker.

Quicker than I thought possible, even with the occasional grope and feel, we had our three piles. Britt went into the house and grabbed us some beers and we retrieved some chairs from the 'keep' pile and sat back and took in our accomplishment. "I'm proud of you girls," I said, taking a pull on the long-neck. "I think I'll just build a storage closet against the outside wall here and you can get to it whenever you want." Glancing at the pile that was destined to move into the house, I said, "I was a little concerned that that pile," tilting my head in that direction, "was going to be much bigger, but I think we can manage all of that," taking another sip.

"Well, none of us are real clothes horses," said Britt as she played with the cold bottle against her stiff nipples, "and it looks like the only time we'll even need clothes is when we're not here," glancing back and forth over all of us. We all clinked bottles, seconding that motion, "Here, here!" we said in unison, laughing loudly.

Before we got too comfortable, we gathered up the belongings that were moving in with the girls. I quickly grabbed the sex toys and marched them into the house with the girls close behind, commenting on my butt, trying to draw my attention away from the box. Once in their room, I'm sure the girls thought I would just set the box down and leave it to them to put things away; only Britt suspected I couldn't leave well enough alone and she hung at door, ready for the show. I carried the box straight to their bed and unceremoniously dumped it onto the comforter. Gasps and yelps, followed by a furious floundering of both Kate and Gina; trying to keep the objects of sexual gratification out of my view. Like brave soldiers hurling their bodies on a live grenade to protect their fellow combatants from harm, the two went face down, butts in the air, legs akimbo, pussies and asses on glorious display. 

Britt and I both laughed out loud as the girls scurried to hide the embarrassing items underneath them; reminding me of a mother hen trying to keep her inquisitive chick safely tucked away under her protective feathers. Satisfied they had their bases covered as it were, a game of keep-away ensued as both Britt and I reached under and around the squirming naked forms, grabbing toys and body parts. Eventually we were all too tired to resist one another and we collapsed onto the bed, breathing hard with big smiles all around. I wiggled my way toward the center of the bed, lying back with something poking me in the shoulder. I managed to twist around enough to grab the amazingly heavy object. On my back again, I held the object up for inspection; "Wow!"




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 14



Britt lay beside me and looked up at my hands, "Pretty, huh?"

And it was pretty, but it also looked imposing. I held an 18" long glass, double-ended dildo. Swirls of color and spiral textures gave it an art-like appearance. Except for the obvious phallic notes, it could easily be called a piece of art, and maybe on some levels, regardless of its intended use, it really was art. I didn't see it going on my fireplace mantle anytime soon though, even if I had a fireplace. 

The girls relented to my curiosity and even turned the tides as they proudly showed off each toy and explained its use, wanting to demonstrate on me, even if they were all pretty much gender specific. I made sure to keep my butt down and my legs together. I made a mental catalogue of the items; you never know when you might need to borrow a tool...or a toy. Finally inventoried and repacked, I realized I was pooped and ready for a nap. 

I sat up and announced my intentions; "Well I'm tired from working all day," which drew jeers and tickling; "So," scooting toward the end of the bed, "I'm gonna take a shower and take a little nap." I was the last one in the shower.

The mention of 'shower' was the trigger that emptied the bedroom like the bed was ablaze. By the time I gathered up towels and stepped through the glass door, the rain was falling, the stars were shining and three angel's bodies glistened as they began to wash each other's hair, a daisy chain of follicle cleansing. I managed to slip into the middle and worked on various and sundry body parts, the excess shampoo, my hands and their undulating bodies worked to clean one another. My persistent hard-on kept getting hung up as I tried to rotate as the spindle of this feminine flesh roller. Various slick hands helped me on my way as I caressed and cleaned every square inch of supple shapeliness I could find. 

Many gallons of water later, we emerged from the simulated spring rain and toweled each other off, raining soft kisses on one another. The girls had previously perfected the synchronized hair drying and brushing routine; the unlucky one facing Kate's backside, the shortest, with the longest hair. I elected to help Gina tackle this chore. I stood alongside her, working my half and felt her eyes on me. Her brown eyes sparkled with a happiness that radiated outward. Pursing her lips, she leaned over for a kiss, which I was happy to render. Long and tender, the brushing never ceased and a soft hand caressed my butt; Britt's loving caress. 

The hair drying was a bit haphazard as we were anxious to crawl under the covers. Without word or question, we all converged on my bed, snuggling up, hands searching for something to hold, legs intertwined; soon there was nothing but contentment and occasionally, Britt's cute little snore.

I slept like the proverbial log, swaddled in soft, warm female flesh. Waking and turning my head to the left, I spied a small, dark nipple, begging for attention. With a little effort, I had my lips around it, nursing softly, eliciting a pleasurable humming from Kate as she tried to get me to take in more of her delicate breast. Soft hands and lips played with my cock as my hands search for something to keep them occupied. A mystery hand guided one of mine to a pair of protruding pussy lips, wet with anticipation. Spreading, probing slightly and extracting sweet nectar, I explored the area, searching for clues as to the owner of this particular pussy. A guttural groan gave it away as Britt's pussy tried to suck my fingers inside.

My uncanny power of deduction told me that it was Gina whose lovely lips were wrapped around my cock. I managed to reach down and run may fingers through her hair, her head bobbing for cock. 

Even the covering of silk sheets became too much as our combined body heat rose. The sheets finally found their way to the floor, leaving me still ensconced in the middle of the bed, face up where I started. The little one was to my left, her right tit lost in my mouth as she rubbed her crotch on my hip. Britt was to my right, staring at the back of my head, groaning as she held my right hand to her pussy, riding my fingers as she nibbled on my shoulder. The long, tall Gina must have had most of her legs off the end of the bed as she lay between my legs, sucking and stroking happily. 

Lost in the moment, a shooting pain radiated from my shoulder. Kate yelped as I responded by nipping at the nipple, pulling herself out of harm's way. I turned to Britt as she rode out her orgasm, trying to shove my hand inside herself and I tried to pry her jaw loose from my shoulder. Succeeding, she stared at me through hooded eyes, smiling as her orgasm continued.

The cock-sucking had stopped as Gina watched her blonde lover writhe on my digits. She ran her hands lovingly up and down Britt's long legs, sharing the vibrations that still ran up and down her body. Kate meanwhile got up on her knees beside me, leaning over me to give her blonde roomie a kiss. I nuzzled her belly as she passed over me. The little one giggled as I tickled her with my lips and tongue until she was too distracted to continue making out with my girlfriend. Kate slowly moved back, allowing my tongue to trail up her body until she stopped long enough to kiss me, her long black hair hiding us from the others. 

I turned back to Britt who had found the strength to roll up and kiss me, my hand still firmly held in her greedy cunt. "Fuck, you've got good fingers," she said, nibbling at my lips. I wiggled my talented tips causing another tremor. "Fucker," she groaned, rocking her hips on my hand, biting on my chin. 

Exhausted, Britt rolled back onto her back, releasing my captive hand which was quickly captured again, this time by Gina. I watched as she sucked on my fingers, relishing the taste of her girlfriend. My dick responded as though it was the recipient of her loving lips. 

Suddenly my view was blocked as a familiar, girlish slash hovered above my face. Little Kate's pussy was that of a young girl, just a smooth slit on a soft mound of flesh, shiny with anticipation, her inner lips waiting within. Gina had finished cleaning my fingers just in time as my natural instinct is to grab the nearest ass cheeks whenever possible, and here were two of the smallest and firmest in the land, just waiting to be held. 

I heard Gina utter something about "good idea," as I pulled the intoxicating young pussy to my lips. I sensed Gina knee-walking up the bed, her right leg rubbing against my side as she, I assumed, matched the riding stance of her little friend, straddling Britt's face. I heard Gina moan as I imagined Britt's talented tongue dancing inside the buxom brunette's sweet snatch. 

"Pay attention," Kate demanded as she put her hands under my head and held it against her as she rode my face, slipping and sliding as I kneaded her butt cheeks. My tongue parted her outer lips, slithering inside, teasing her inner lips and tickling her shy clit. Pulling her forward by the butt, I forced my tongue into her depths, licking inside her as my nose nuzzled her stiffening love button. Kate moaned as she rocked her hips as my tongue slurped her free-flowing juices. 

The sounds to my right left little to the imagination as Britt growled and made sucking sounds as she devoured Gina's tasty twat. "Oh god, eat me Britt! Fuck, your tongue feels so fucking good... oh yeah, suck my clitty baby... eat that pussy...I'm gonna cum all over your face baby...fuck...oh yeah, right there!"

Kate was close, so I decided to switch it up a little, you know, prolong the pleasure. I reached up and grabbed her by her tiny waist and slid her down onto my chest. She stared down at my pussy-soaked face and gave me that 'how-dare-you' look. Before she could utter a verbal complaint, I grabbed her hips and spun her around until that enticing ass was facing me. She glanced over her shoulder at me as she threw her long tresses over her shoulder, giving me a clear view and unencumbered access. 

"Lean forward baby," I said as I pulled her a bit closer and tucked a pillow under my head. I massaged her taut butt cheeks, pulling them apart, exposing her pink pucker. I ran my hands down to the inside of her thighs, spreading her legs. "You have the sweetest pussy baby," as I ran a finger up one side of her lips and down the other, sending a shiver through her. "Do you want to cum baby? Do you want me to eat your sweet pussy until you cum all over my face?"

"Uh huh," she moaned, her face resting on my belly, shrouded by a blanket of long black hair.

"Spread your ass for me baby. I want to play with your ass while I eat your little pussy. Would you like that baby, would you like me to finger your ass while I fuck your pussy with my tongue?"

"Oh fuck me," I heard in two-part harmony as Kate reached back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks, giving me an obscene view of her playground. I glanced up at the source of the other voice to see Gina's eyes wide, both I presume from the view of her petite roommates pornographic pose and her other partners talented tongue dancing around her pussy. "Eat her," she mouthed, sucking in air as Britt found a sensitive spot.

"Fuck me Britt, I'm cumming baby," Gina cried as she held the blondes head and ground her sex on her best friend's face while staring at mine. "Oh my god," she moaned as her body rocked back and forth, her orgasm having its way with her. 

Meanwhile Kate had managed to inch her way closer, undulating her way up my torso as she kept her hands in place, displaying herself to me. I spread her legs further, her pussy now gaping; her bright pink pussy interior beckoned me. Kate groaned, envisioning my view and she pulled her ass cheeks even further apart, her asshole staring me in the eye. "You are so fucking nasty," I proclaimed as I sucked her entire pussy into my mouth, exploring her insides with my tongue as my nose poked at her asshole. 

"Jeezus," she moaned as her tongue mimicked mine, licking at my stomach. I sucked and probed, licked and nuzzled, trying to cover all the bases. Fingers ran through my hair as I realized Britt and Gina now lay beside me and watched as I feasted on their friend. Britt ran her hands over Kate's back and butt as I brought her closer and closer to the end. Gina had evidently tired of the show at this end of the bed and I soon felt her soft lips once again on my neglected cock. 

I also felt a hand on my forehead, seemingly pushing me downward. I opened my eyes and managed to focus on Britt hovering over us, her hand on the little one's ass between Kate's who still spread herself open to the world. "I'll take her ass baby," Britt whispered as her middle finger slipped into Kate's wet snatch, gathering some lube. "You concentrate on her pussy and I'll finger her ass."

Kate moaned her agreement to the deal as Britt slowly inserted the tip of her middle finger; short, wet, tight strokes. I couldn't focus this close to the action, so I went back to my assignment. It didn't take but another minute until Kate was in the throes of a body-racking orgasm. "Uh..uh..uh..uh....Ohhhhhhh....." was all she could utter. Her pussy juices flowed, filling my mouth as I tried to swallow all I could.

Conveniently already face down; Kate collapsed the rest of the way, exhausted and breathing hard, her hot breath blowing on my belly. Britt and Gina abandoned their posts to care for their friend, moving her long hair to the side, and blowing on her back, trying to cool her down. I did my part by massaging her now outstretched legs which straddled my head, moving from her feet to her butt, working the tension out.

Finally back amongst the living, Kate spun on top of me, the girls ducking out of the way. She crawled the rest of the way up, until we were face to face. Her eyes glistened and the emotion showed. Knowing she didn't need to speak, she kissed me softly at first; then tasting herself, she kissed and licked my face until she was satisfied that I was clean. One last kiss, and she hugged me, dropping her head beside mine, whispering softly; "I love you too."

I felt a couple kisses on the side of my cock and then drifted off to never-never land.

** Who knows how much later **

I woke up alone in bed, the tittering of female voices coming from the kitchen. I struggled out of bed, stretched and wandered into the bathroom to take a leak. Un-interrupted, I rinsed my face and brushed the now-not-so-sweet pussy taste out of my mouth. I went back onto the bedroom to find my three comely roommates perched side-by-side on the end of the bed, legs crossed and looking beautiful. "Why don't I have a camera with me at times like this," I said as I approached them.

Kate smiled and reached behind them and came up with my Nikon, happily handing it to me. I took it and gave each one a quick kiss before stepping back and taking a couple shots. All three are absolutely gorgeous in their own way and with their long hair brushed out and just a hint of make-up, they are all perfection and my cock told them so as I looked at them through the viewfinder. They all carried coy smiles as I sat the camera on the dresser. "So?" I inquired, knowing something was up.

"Oh," said Britt as she stood up and turned to the bed, bending to get something, showing off her beautiful backside, her pussy sneaking a peek out at me. "We just figured that Kate's pussy wasn't all that filling, so we made you a little snack. Here, sit back on the bed," directing me back to the head of the king-size bed. 

I sat back, leaning back on pillows and the headboard, Kate on one side and Britt on the other. Gina stayed at the foot of the bed, standing with her legs slightly spread, her hands on her hips. The other two fed me bits of fruit and bread, interspersed with kisses and caresses. Distracted, I felt movement on the bed and looked out to see Gina, her long brunette hair hanging over each shoulder, inching her way up the bed toward my feet. She stopped there, on her knees and began to massage my feet and calves; it felt wonderful and I told her so. She smiled as the she continued, spreading my legs apart to work her way closer, the others trying to keep my attention with food and their lips on mine. 

Gina soon reached what I assumed was her final destination, and laid face down between my legs and inspected my stiffening cock. My view was breathtaking; her long lean body prone between my legs, her bubble-butt standing proud with her long legs stretching forever. Her tongue traced little paths up and down my length as her fingers wandered around my balls. Kate was busy running her tiny hands over my chest, weaving her fingers through my hair, tweaking my nipples. Britt meanwhile continued to kiss me, nibbling at my neck, her tongue exploring my ear. She tugged at my earlobe with her teeth, causing my cock to twitch, bopping Gina in the nose, causing her to giggle and grab it to gain control.

Britt stayed at my ear as I watched Gina, who was watching me, take the tip of my cock between her lips and suck lightly, her tongue playing with the pee hole. Britt whispered softly, but loud enough for the others to hear; "George lover, I thinks it's time to give that big cock of yours a little relief, and we were all talking and, if it's alright with you, we think it's time to let Gina feel how good it is to have a real cock in her ass. What do you think baby, after the teasing you gave her this morning, don't you think it's only fair that you give her the real thing?" 

My cock was now bottoming out in Gina's throat, her big brown eyes looking for an answer. Kate had a firm grip on one of my nipples and Britt's tongue was driving me to the brink playing with my ear. Gina worked her way back up my cock, her teeth dragging up the length until they hit the bottom of the crown where she stopped and looked me in the eye once more, biting down just a bit, teasing. We both knew what my answer would be, but I evidently had to verbalize it for them all to hear; "I would like nothing better than to feel Gina's tight ass on my cock, feeling her cum as I fill her with mine."

Gina visibly shivered at the thought and released my cock, kissing the head before she moved up to give me a real kiss, her warm tongue dancing with mine. Britt and Kate left the bed as Gina and I rolled onto our sides, making out like high-schoolers. My hands roamed her backside, grasping at her butt, massaging her back. Her hands also wandered, pulling us tight, her pussy grinding on my rigid member. Nearly out of breath, we broke and now noticed that Kate had my camera in hand, a small flash attached and Britt had her back to us at the dresser, fooling with something. 

Not really caring about what the others were up to, I pushed Gina to her back and kissed my way up her long legs. I wasn't going for the marathon foreplay session this time; we were both clearly worked up enough; I just couldn't resist paying homage to those long beautiful limbs. Kate was snapping shots as I made my trek. Her pussy was soaked and I didn't even try to compete with the pussy-licking she had just received from Britt, but I had to have a small sample, running my tongue deep inside her. She clinched her pussy on my tongue, letting me know who was boss. I withdrew and gave her a little nip on the inside of her thigh. 

Kate continued to click away, and I could only imagine how the shots would turn out. I turned to her and asked, "Babe, could you hand me a pillow please?" She quickly filled my request and took her position beside us once more. Gina was staring at me as I folded the pillow and pushing her legs together and then back, I lifted her butt off the bed and tucked the pillow underneath. Satisfied, I scooted back and grabbing her ankles, I made my wish, spreading her legs lewdly, all her treasures revealed. She sucked in her breath, aware of how exposed she was. If she hadn't been, she would be in a second as Kate chimed in, looking through the lens; "Fuck that's hot, hold that for a second," as she started firing off shots, testing the limits of the flash.

Gina's eyes bored through mine as she chewed on her bottom lip. Our connection was broken as the pornographer, naked as her model, bounded up onto the bed and straddled Gina, standing over her with her back to her, staring straight down at Gina's open sex. "Play with her pussy," Kate directed. I had other ideas and leaned down, running my tongue over her tight pucker and up over her pussy, settling at the top, sucking her clit between my lips. Gina quivered, reaching between Kate's legs and pushing my face deeper into her pussy.

I know it wasn't much of a shot, the back of my head between two outstretched gams; but I wasn't in it for the art at the moment, I was there to pleasure Gina. The brunette let me catch my breath as I lapped at her pussy, working my tongue in and around her lips. I felt a tap on my shoulder and looked to the left; "Here, try this," said Britt, handing me a small tapered butt plug, pre-lubed.

"Thanks," I said, giving her a wink. Turning back to my work, we made eye contact again, bracketed by Kate's spread legs. Gina watched intently, as did the others as I slowly worked the bright blue plug into her backside. Gina hummed softly as I slowly stroked it in and out until it was bottomed out. I pushed against it lightly, rocking it back and forth as I leaned in again and teased her pussy with my tongue and ran my hands up and down the inside of her thighs. I backed off and teased the butt plug a bit more, rocking it inside her, her pussy contracting, searching. 

I felt the taping on my shoulder once more. My lovely assistant had a bigger plug in her hand now, nearly twice the diameter and longer too. I worked my fingers under the flange of the small plug and slowly drew it upward, but not without some resistance. Her asshole gaped open momentarily and Kate and I raced for it, her to take a picture and me to probe her opening with my tongue. I'm not sure who won the race, but Gina moaned her satisfaction as I rimmed her ass. Feeling a little bad for probably ruining Kate's shot, I spread Gina's ass wide, her secrets now all bared. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 14



"Fuck, that's nasty," Kate groaned as she zoomed in, snapping multiple shots of the obscene display. I turned back to Britt and took the bigger plug from her but not before pulling her down to me and giving her a big kiss. Back to work, I caught Gina's gaze once more and winked at her as I set the tip of the bigger plug on her nether hole, now snuggly closed. I pushed gently, bouncing it against the resistance, slowly making progress. Holding steady, I looked back to her as she was locked on to the plug trying to make entry when something caught both our eyes. It took but a second when it happened again and we were more focused now and Gina felt it on her belly. 

We watched with fascination as a droplet formed on Kate's distended pussy lips and then hung momentarily until Newton's law took effect and a droplet of Kate's excitement dripped onto Gina's belly once more. My dick jerked at the sight, but more amazingly, the butt plug that just moments ago fought for position suddenly free-fell into place. Gina shivered at the sensation, a small climax rushing through her.

Britt too had been taking in this whole scene; "Come here Katie," she said, reaching for her and helping her off the bed on her wobbly legs; "You're just getting in the way." She sat the little one down and dropped to her own knees and attacked the little pussy with her tongue, sending waves of pleasure though the young one's body. Meanwhile, I took another stab at Gina's pussy, working the plug with one finger while I licked her soaked snatch. 

Gina was now just about beside herself and as I enjoyed myself, I pondered my next move, wondering if Britt had anymore toys at the ready. I lifted my head and saw Britt and Kate embracing one another, caught up in their own scenario. I looked up at Gina, one hand working her tits, twisting her nipples as the other worked its way toward her pussy. I grabbed the approaching poacher, intent on keeping this pussy to myself. Her eyes had a look of desperation as I denied her. With a guttural groan she croaked, "Fuck me; fuck me please."

'Hell of an idea,' I thought. I pulled the pillow out from under her and assumed the position, resting the tip of my pulsing cock at her entry. Gina reached for me, grasping my shoulders, trying to draw me inward. On my knees, I watched my rock-hard cock spread her pussy lips, sneaking a peek inside. My cock pushed down slightly on the flange of the plug, still planted firmly in her ass. I leaned forward, my arms holding me up above her, and face to face we watched one another as my cock made its way into the steamy depths. Her pussy was tight as the intruder in her ass pushed against my cock, separated by a thin wall of flesh and nerve endings. 

Gina's lips formed an 'O' as I filled her completely. Crotch to crotch, I did a little hula move, stirring her insides, my cock tip kissing her cervix, my balls slapping the end of the butt plug. "Oh my god, "she moaned as I fucked her to and fro, in and out, my cock re-stretching her with each cycle. Gina's eyes grew large and she reached up around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss as her pussy grabbed my cock and hugged it tight. Her hips rocked as her orgasm overtook her, nearly suffocating me as she tried to inhale through our kiss.

The distraction of Kate's camera flash probably helped me from just giving in and unloading inside the amazons' cunt, but the thought of replacing that foreign object inside her tight ass with my own kept me in line. I pushed myself back up on my knees, giving our photog a better view, which she took advantage of. Britt was at the head of the bed, kissing and comforting Gina as I slowly backed out, Kate chronicling each inch of progress. My cock exited with an audible 'pop', leaving her pussy empty and open. Kate nearly pushed me off the bed to grab the shot; Gina's well fucked pussy, gaping and dripping onto the plastic probe below.

Britt ran her hand over Gina's brow, brushing the few stray hairs from her face. "Are you ready baby?" she asked her best friend. Gina looked up at me with a wanting look like I had never seen on a woman's face before and if we had held the stare much longer, I might of cum then and there, just thinking of plundering her virgin ass. 

Gina nodded in the affirmative, never losing eye contact with me; "How do you want to do it?" Britt inquired.

This caught her off-guard and she turned to her friend, seeking her advice; "You're the authority," she smiled. Pausing, both sets of wheels clearly spinning, Gina looked at me again and said, "As long as I can see his face while we make love; that's all I want."

Britt smiled and kissed her softly, whispering to her as they teased each other's breasts. Kate continued shooting like it was a documentary. Decision made, Britt instructed; "Lover, you lay on your back and Gina's gonna' play a little cowgirl; how's that sound?"

"Sounds good to me; nothing I like better than bein' rode hard and put away wet," I said in my best John Wayne.

Britt laughed out loud at my attempt to impersonate the Duke, which was probably made just that much more ridiculous as I did it standing with my hands on my hips, legs slightly apart and Gina's essence threatening to drip off my cock and onto the floor. Kate quickly sized up the situation, but not before snapping a quick close-up of my slickened stiffness and then proceeding to lick me clean.

I took my spot on the bed, a pillow under my head. Kate, the art director jumped in the middle of it; "Here Gina, get up on all fours next to lover-boy with your butt facing him." Gina complied, her eyes riveted to mine as I ran my hand over her firm butt. 

"Okay guys, turn a little to the right so I can sort of shoot over George's shoulder, okay?" My dick jumped a little as I envisioned the Point-of-view shots that Kate was looking to take; 'I like how this girl thinks,' I thought as I scooched over a little.

"Okay, Britt, can you get beside her and spread her ass for me?" 

"Oh God," Gina moaned as Britt sidled up next to her and pulled her ass cheeks wide; Britt winked at me and threw me a little kiss.

"Perfect, okay stud, slowly pull the plug on my girl's ass there," she giggled, her eye never leaving the viewfinder. Gina's never left mine as I slipped two fingers under the 'tee' of the plug and she moaned a bit as I pushed against the 'taint'; that fun spot between the asshole and pussy. A little pressure here, on a girl, or me for that matter is always welcome. Enough anatomy; through squinched eyes, Gina watched me slowly extract the toy, its ever-widening diameter sending little jolts of joy through her. The camera shutter clattered in my ear as we reached the largest diameter, near the center of the 6" long toy. Gina moaned as I held the plug steady, keeping her retracting bunghole from shooting the plug across the room.

"Okay, pull it out," I was directed, "I want to see her open ass," Kate whispered in my ear. Gina groaned, imagining the sight of her open ass and still-dripping cunt, framed by her best friend's hands spreading her ass lewdly. I pulled the toy out the remaining three inches leaving a gaping hole that just didn't look right. What I mean is, I'm a visual kinda guy, and I don't think anything is much sexier than a woman's ass, but this wide open was almost too much. 

And to Kate, this was evidently a wondrous sight; "Ah, fuck Gina, that's hot," she moaned as she continued to burn up the megabytes. Britt leaned around; her hands still secure on Gina's ass, and lightly blew into her open hole. Gina giggled at the sensation, her pussy lips contracting too.

"Okay," Britt said, letting the brunette's ass cheeks take a break and letting them go; "Let's do this. First, let's get our dick good and hard, shall we?"

With that, all three bent down, descending on a cock that I thought was already pretty fucking hard, but what do I know, right? I took the camera from Kate and held it up above my head, shooting down at the three lovelies taking turns slathering my cock, licking and sucking until I had to call them off. 

"Okay baby," Britt said to Gina, "let's get you lubed up." Kate took possession of the camera again and snapped away as Britt had Gina kneel between my legs. Handing Gina a bottle of oil; "Here, you get that cock all slicked up and I'll work back here," giving Gina a little slap on the ass; "stick it up here girl," she ordered. Gina quivered as she drizzled the lube on my cock, already plenty wet, as Britt ran oil down her girl's ass crack, following it with her fingers. 

"Umm..." Gina moaned as Britt worked a couple of oil saturated digits into the tight orifice. Gina's grip tightened as Britt worked more oil deep inside her. My cock visibly throbbed, the head beginning to turn purple....if this didn't happen soon, I couldn't be held responsible. My low groan caught Britt's attention and she quickly shifted gears. Pulling her fingers free, she pushed Gina up onto her knees and worked one long limb after the other over my legs until the leggy brunette was straddling me, hovering my shimmering shaft.

Britt laid down between my legs, looking between Gina's thighs and latched onto my cock. Kate stood at the foot of the bed and captured the moment. "Okay babe, settle down at your own pace." 

Gina reached her hands out, and I reached up with mine, giving her support, our fingers interlocked, as were our eyes. Slowly she descended until we both felt the initial mating. My crown was nestled against her backdoor, anxious to come in. She smiled a grimaced grin as she let herself fall further, stopping abruptly as the head of my cock made entrance, snapping tight around my shaft. "Ohh..." she gasped as she felt the intruder pass. 

Her hands squeezed mine as Britt coached from behind; "relax babe," as I sensed Britt's grip tighten also. Gina took a couple deep breaths, and then concentrating, she closed her eyes and slowly lowered herself, taking another inch or so. Despite Britt's grasp, I couldn't help flexing a little, causing Gina to groan and her eyes flew open, "Oh fuck, that's good..," her eyes closing tight once more as she rocked up and down slightly, getting used to the feeling. 

Kate was busy beside me, trying to find the next innovative shot. She bent over beside me, trying to find an angle to shoot up at our joining. Glancing over, I was afforded a perfect view of the little one's pussy lips, still dripping wet, and as she spread her legs slightly to get her torso down a bit lower, her tight pink pucker came into view. I tried to imagine how tight that little hole would be which only cause my cock to respond again.

"Oh my god....,"Gina groaned as she suddenly captured another four inches of my cock. She nearly broke my wrists as she pushed back, giving up the six inches she'd already claimed. Opening her eyes, she stared into mine and slowly reclaimed the six, determined to get it all.

"Just a bit more babe," Britt coached, her hand now resting on my balls, her head resting on my thigh, watching Gina's virgin ass consume me. Gina slowly settled down until her pussy lips kissed my pubes and she rocked slightly, seating my cock firmly inside her. Britt caressed my balls as she ran her other hand over Gina's taut cheeks. "Feel good baby?" she asked.

"Fuck yeah," we both responded in unison. 

Britt and Kate giggled at our synchronized reply. Britt sat up and came around to our side; bending back over to give me a soft kiss before leaning in and giving Gina a kiss so deep I could feel it all the way to my cock. Britt ran her hand down over Gina's belly, sliding south. Gina's ass clinched my cock harder, anticipating Britt's hand arriving at her anxious pussy. She pulled up short, holding her hand flat against her lower tummy and then ran her other hand down the backside until it had a firm grasp of the tall one's ass. Britt burrowed through a tangle of hair until she found Gina's ear. Running her tongue inside, Gina tightened her anal grip once more, quivering at Britt's fondling.

Gina's hips continued to move ever-so-slightly, the most delicate and minute fucking I've ever had. Her weight on my groin and her hands in mine kept me from grabbing her by the hips and getting on with the show. Finally, after she had had enough play-time, I heard Britt whisper in Gina's ear; "Shall we fuck him now?" 

Gina moaned, her eyes on fire, burning a hole to my soul; "I'm going to fuck you now," she exclaimed as she slowly slid up my pole. I could feel the cool air on my shaft and a finger, Britt's, grazing up the backside of my cock until we'd reached the top, Gina's tight pucker unwilling to release me entirely. 

With Britt at the ready, her hands in position fore and aft, Gina mouthed 'I love you,' and then said matter-of –factly; "Fuck my ass lover...Let's fuck!" She started a nice slow cadence, up and down, gaining and losing, up and down again. At one upstroke, she stopped, paused, closed her eyes and then she dropped until we were married completely once more, Britt's hand captured between my belly and her pussy; the combination triggering the first orgasm. "Ohhh fuuucckkkk meee,...., " she wailed as she ground her pussy on Britt's hand, her ass contracting up and down my length.

A few minutes passed as Gina came back down to earth; Britt unable to reclaim her hand, caressed Gina's backside with the other. "Oh, sorry," Gina said, as she felt Britt's captured hand between us and lifted up enough to let her escape. Still hand in hand, Gina leaned forward, pushing my arms back until we were face to face, her breasts nearly in the way. "Thank you," she said softly as she brought her lips to mine. Gina lost track of my hands, releasing them to run her hands through my hair as we kissed. Lost in the moment, I startled her, nearly sacrificing my tongue when I pushed down on the small of her back as I arched mine, planting my still-excited dick a little deeper into her butt. 

Gina lifted her head a bit and glared at me through a tangle of hair, clearly upset that I had interrupted a make-out session that she was thoroughly enjoying. "My turn," I said and with one swift move, I had her on her back, my dick still in place. I hugged her tight, my head beside hers, nuzzling at her neck as I did a little dance, rolling my hips, working my cock back into the depths of her tight ass. Pausing when I'd gotten as deep as I could at this angle, I kissed her ear, running my tongue around the inside, causing her to squirm beneath me; "Now I'm going to fuck your ass until you beg me to stop making you cum," flexing my cock, sending shockwaves through her. She dug her nails into my back as she arched hers, only forcing my cock deeper. 

"Ffffuuuuccccckkkk...." She stuttered. 

"See baby," I said, pushing up and kissing her trembling lips. "You're mine now baby," I said as I started off slow. Up on my knees, I held her long legs upright, running my hands and tongue up and down as I rocked my hips to and fro, plundering her beautiful butt. The camera continued to flash, close-ups taken of my veined shaft hiding, then re-appearing, only to duck for cover again as the camera sought it out. 

Britt moved up beside us, kissing me as she ran her hand up and down Gina's body, pinching her erect nipples, fingering her navel and teasing her blossoming pussy. Her clit stood erect, looking for some attention as Britt drizzled some more lube on my cock. A little of the cool liquid dripped on her trigger setting off a small explosion. Gina reached up and pulled Britt down, savagely kissing her, pulling her tight, breast to breast as Gina thrust her hips at me, looking for more.

As the two friends ravaged one another, I took the opportunity to slow it done a bit, taking long deliberate strokes. The moaning continued as Britt and Gina's hands assailed the other's tits as they continued to deep throat each other's tongues. Watching my cock moving deliberately, a small hand came into view, sneaking toward Gina's neglected pussy. As I looked up, Kate was in my face, her lips on mine, her hand on my butt, trying to plant me deeper into Gina's ass. 

Gina managed an "Oh my god!" as Britt continued to ravish her. I felt the cause as Kate's hand slithered over Gina's pussy and her fingers straddled my cock. The little one, proving to be the nastiest of the trio, rested the palm of her hand on Gina's pussy, teasing her clit as her fingers rode my cock, pressing against her taint at the same time. Gina was soon nearly delirious as nearly every erogenous zone she possessed was under attack. 

Britt gave up on kissing Gina as the moans and writhing made it nearly impossible. "Oh god, oh god, oh god...." Gina groaned as her long, lean body seized momentarily and then, like a burning fuse coming to the powder keg, she literally exploded. "Ahhhhhh....." she cried as her hips thrust upward, burying my cock and Kate's hand deeper and tighter. We held our ground as the convulsions continued, a flood of pussy juice coating my cock and Kate's fingers. Kate hugged me tight, hanging on for the ride, her hand still on my butt, making sure I stayed put, buried in an ass that rippled up and down my length, begging me to give up my load. 

I managed to hold my own, like a second wind, I wasn't ready to make my deposit just yet. Slowly, the aftershocks subsided and her two roommates backed off, letting Gina catch her breath and cool down. I remained in place, firmly ensconced, lovingly caressing her long limbs which I still held upright. Peeking out at her between her shapely calves, she rocked her head back and forth on the pillow muttering "I never, ever, ever, ever...." 

Britt and Kate laid down beside her and ran their hands through her long, dark hair, sprinkling little kisses on her face and shoulders until she finally lie still and gave a big sigh, like it was finally over. Britt glanced up at me and gave a wink and then turned back to Gina and said, "Uh sweetie, George hasn't cum yet."

Gina's expression was hard to read, but she didn't give me time to give it much thought. "C'mon lover," she said with a gravely growl, "I'm not beggin' yet. Let's see if you can make me cum again before you blow your load up my tight ass." Gina clinched her ass on my well-used cock, egging me on. "Come on George, let me feel your cock fill my ass with your hot cum baby. Come on stud, lube me up and fuck the shit out of me like you promised!" There was an unmistakable fire in her eyes; she wasn't acting; she was calling me out. 

"Alright then; Kate, grab that bottle of lube, and Britt, get me that pillow, would you?" The girls quickly turned to, ready to follow my orders. Still holding Gina's svelte limbs, "Babe, fold the pillow in two and tuck it under her," I said, as I pushed Gina back, my cock barely parked in her back end. 

"Okay Sweetie," I said to Kate; "lube us up," as I spread those long legs once more. I gazed down at Gina as we felt the cool liquid dribbling onto us. Gina jumped, startled, and I looked down to see Kate running her hand over Gina's pussy, her fingers dipping inside momentarily. Gina stuck out her tongue;"Bitch," she smiled as Kate took one more little probe before working her hand around the bit of my cock that now showed. I pulled out completely, letting her have her fun and causing Gina to gasp at the emptiness. Kate giggled as she gave me a couple sloppy strokes and then guided me back.

"Okay ladies; grab a leg," I ordered. They both lit up as they faced each other on either side of us and ceremoniously spread this long-limbed, brunette vixen wide. My target was still a bit low, so I reached down, tucking it further up her back, her butt now cantilevered above the mattress. Inching back up, I placed the tip of my cock at her back door, and teased, bouncing lightly until I popped in. Inching forward and leaning back, ready for the final assault, I ran my hands up and down her inner thighs and asked as she shivered; "Are you ready, baby?"




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 15



** Sunday Evening **

I woke up dazed and confused; nothing really new there, but man did my dick hurt. My brain slowly re-booted as the soft, curvaceous creature lying naked against me began to stir. Gina, now one of my roommates and the best friend of my girlfriend, Britt, and I had just had a marathon butt-fucking session that threatened to cripple us both. I doubt that Gina had any clue of the number of times her body was subjected to some of the most violent, body-racking orgasms I had ever witnessed. It was also her first try at anal sex and if I was a betting man, I would wager that it will not be the last time. 

I have no clue of how long we'd been at it, and it was the first time I'd ever had help doing the deed. Britt and Kate, our other roomy helped out; holding legs, applying lubricant and inserting the odd finger here and there. Little Kate, the petite, long-haired beauty was now the only one of the three friends who had not taken a ride on my cock planted deeply in her backside. In fact, I was Kate's first just a couple days ago, and as tight as her sweet little pussy was, I could only imagine that her ass would put a real strangle hold on any intruder.

I rolled over onto my side, careful not to wedge my tender member against her. Gina lay on her side, facing away from me, and my natural inclination would be to hug her tight, slipping my little buddy between her butt pillows, but I would have to be satisfied with draping my arm over her and taking a generous d-cup in hand and hug that. She giggled as I strummed her nipple, reaching back in search of my cock.

"No, no," I admonished her, backing my ass back to evade her; "I think you sprained my dick," I said as I tweaked her tit.

"Oh, poor baby," she replied, squeezing my hand that squeezed her breast. Seeking to console me, the long, buxom brunette began to roll onto her back, stopping suddenly, emitting a pained moan. "Shit," she groaned, "I think you broke my butt," finally flat on her back, adjusting to the new position.

"How the hell do you break a butt?" I laughed softly, running my hand over the other available breast. I leaned up and kissed her softly, taking her mind off the discomfort. I brushed her hair back away from her face and we stared at each other momentarily before kissing again, deeply, lovingly. 

My hand strayed to her shaven sex, her inner lips tucked safely inside as my fingers explored the various creases. Meanwhile, her hand resumed its search for the one responsible for her sore heinie. Gently her fingers tickled at my overworked dingus, respectful of the ecstasy that this unlikely appendage had earlier bestowed upon her. 

"I never would have thought that I could cum so hard," she whispered as our lips caressed each other. Her hand gently cradled me, as mine tenderly fondled her. 

"Promise you won't tell anyone something?" I asked as I kissed her on the nose, causing her to giggle and sneeze.

"Sorry," she said, "that tickled; promise what?"

"If I tell you something, you have to promise not to tell anyone; it'll just be between you and me."

Her eyes grew big and I saw some doubt in her eyes as she thought it over. "I can't tell anyone...even .."

I stopped her short, placing my pussy anointed finger on her lips, "Especially not them," I said.

It took her a moment to decide whether or not I could possibly have anything to tell her that she couldn't share with her two best friends, but finally curiosity got the better of her. "Okay, I swear, I won't tell anyone."

I leaned down and kissed her once more and then, looking her in the eyes, I confessed; "If I was only allowed one ass for the rest of my life, it would have to be yours."

The minute I said it, I began to question what I had just said and it was only made worse by the strange, questioning look on her face. Fearing the worst, I clinched a little, knowing she still held my most sensitive member in her hand. After what seemed like minutes, she smiled and gently squeezed my shrinking cock; "I'll take that," she said, "because, if I had to make the same decision. This would be my choice," squeezing softly again.

We kissed again, sealing our pact; "Let's see if we can sneak in and take a shower without rousting the rest of the crew, shall we?" You'd think I'd offered her a million dollars; she smiled so big and gave me a kiss that had me gasping for breath. Quietly, we tiptoed toward the bathroom after I gently closed the bedroom door. Like children sneaking around behind our parent's backs, we relished in the fact that we were getting away with it. We gently washed one another, our hands chasing suds to all the nooks and crannies. I held her tight as I gently worked my fingers in between her taut ass cheeks and softly massaged her tender pucker as she countered, softly jacking my cock to a slightly uncomfortable hardness. Figuring that we had pushed our luck as far as we dare, we had one more slippery, groping kiss and turned off the shower.

We faced each other and took in all the sights as we dried each other off. I dropped to my knees and reverently dried each long leg and delicate foot, placing three parting kisses, one on each ass cheek and one on her pussy. Gina reciprocated, kissing the head of my cock softly, but giving both of my butt cheeks a little nip, causing me to flinch, which entertained her greatly. I was actually kind of sad that I had done all the drying I could effectively do. We dropped the towels to the floor and embraced once more, my hands on her butt, pulling her tight as she moaned in my mouth. 

Parting, Gina asked, "which drawer is Britt's?" nodding toward the bathroom sink.

I laughed, one hand still on her butt, "It's easier to tell you which one is mine; the rest are hers."

Gina smiled and walked over to the cabinet as I admired her from behind, her tantalizing ass bouncing with each step. After the third drawer, she evidently found what she was looking for, beckoning me over with the sexy crook of a finger. "Here," she said, handing me a tube of something; "Britt has this aloe vera stuff that works really well on burns and that kind of thing, so would you....?" as she bent over granite counter, spreading her ass cheeks.

"Poor baby," I said as I bent down and planted a little kiss on her bright red starfish. 

Gasping at the touch, she reached back and grabbed me by the hair; "Behave now," she admonished, "just rub some on my sore little asshole...pretty please." Her eyes caught mine in the mirror and she chewed on her lower lip as I ran my healing finger around her winking pucker. I made sure I got good coverage, working it in all around until I stopped, my finger perched dead-center. Her eyes grew big, questioning my next move. I returned the glance, wanting her to make the decision. 

"Just a little," she whispered, tense with anticipation. I smiled as I made a show of squirting some more of the healing gel on my finger. She inhaled as I slowly made my way in, one knuckle deep.

Her eyes were closed as her butt cheeks quivered in response. I kissed one as I paused, waiting for further instructions. "Feels good," she muttered, her eyes half open; "don't move."

I didn't move an inch as I watched her move back and forth, almost imperceptibly, riding my aloe vera anointed digit. "Mmmm..." she moaned, slowly slipping back and forth until she stopped and winked at me in the mirror; "much better," and then stood up, capturing my hand between her cheeks. She turned slightly, giving me a lingering kiss; "You can have your finger back now," flexing her butt and forcing me to evacuate the area.

"Aww," I protested as I grabbed onto both cheeks and kissed her once more, her stiff nipples playing in my chest hair.

"Your turn," she said, gathering up the tube and dropping to her knees in front of me. She looked up and caught my apprehensive look; "Trust me, this will make it all better," as she lifted my half hard cock and planted a soft kiss on the tip. Squirting a dollop in her hand, she cradled my dick, the cool gel bringing instant relief and she smiled at my sigh of contentment. "I told you it'd feel good," she said as she gently massaged the magical ointment onto my awakening cock with both of her soft hands. 

With extreme concentration, she worked her magic until I was pain-free and stiff as a poker. Happy with a job well-done, she stood back up and retrieved a kiss in payment; "I'd love to make you cum, but I think a little more rest is in order; maybe later?" she inquired.

"Bet on it," I said as I kissed her hard, my stiffness rubbing against her pussy, taunting her. 

We parted, both flushed and ready to attack the other. "We better go see what the others are up to," she said, flustered and looking around for something to wear. 

I smiled and led her over to the dresser and pulled out a t-shirt of mine that came about halfway down her butt. She looked over her shoulder at reflection in the mirror and back at me as I pulled on a pair of boxers. I hunched my shoulders, "What..? It looks good to me," smiling as I opened the bedroom door to head toward the living room. 

She was on my ass, both hands literally on my ass, grabbing and pushing me along; "Looks good, my ass!" and then busted up over her unintentional joke. We were both laughing as we rounded the corner and found Britt and Kate snuggled up together on the couch, snoozing comfortably. We hated to wake them, but both our stomachs were growling, so we figured that these other two angels were probably hungry as well. I picked Britt and Gina took the little one, and we gently kissed them awake. They both moaned and stretched, having fallen asleep in a less than ideal position.

"So, the love birds have finally left the nest," Britt smiled as she reached over for a kiss from Gina. We pulled the girls to their feet and we had a group hug, hands roaming everywhere.

"I know this is a stupid question, since I was there, but, how was it?" Kate asked her statuesque roommate.

Gina blushed and with a shy grin, she glanced at both Britt and I and said, "It was the best sex I have ever had." And then she began to back-pedal; "I mean I love you guys," indicating the girls, "and we have some great sex, but with both of you and then George too, I mean, it can't get any better than that." And then she paused, "but when you helped me take this big cock in my ass," her hand now on my crotch, "and helped me cum harder than I could ever imagine....I mean... fuck," she shivered, "I can't imagine it getting any better." And then the tears came; all three welling up, hugging and kissing and it was all I could do not to join in; on the tears I mean.

"Okay," I said, breaking from the group grope and looking toward the kitchen; "Geez, look what time it is and tomorrow's Monday. Damn, these weekends are too short." I wandered into the kitchen as the girls got themselves back together and followed me to the island.

"It's late, but I need a little something before I go to bed; maybe a bowl of cereal or something. Do you girls want anything?"

"Kate and I had some pasta earlier while you and Gina recovered from your anal antics," Britt quipped.

"Yeah, and I had a little bit of Britt for desert," Kate giggled, snuggling up behind my blonde and tweaking her nipples through her t-shirt.

Britt reached back and tried to pinch the little one's butt, sending Kate skittering down the hall. "I think Kate and I'll take a shower and get ready for bed. You two go ahead and get something to eat, I'm sure you need refueled after what you did to each other," she said as she reached for us both. We all kissed, exchanging 'I love you's,' before Britt gave one last deep, tongue wrenching kiss to Gina and then one to me before whispering in my ear, "Sweet dreams," and turning to join Kate in the shower. 

I pondered the 'sweet dreams' comment while Gina and I sat quietly at the island, eating our Frosted Flakes and toying with each other's toes. Still a bit wound up, we sat thigh to thigh on the couch and watched the news, not really paying as much attention to the tube as we did running our fingers up and down each other's thighs. Finally, we both managed big yawns and stretching, decided it was time to call an end to an incredible weekend. Stopping at the guest bedroom door, we held each other, our eyes once again doing the talking for us. 

"Good night," she said, her eyes glistening, almost sad.

I held her head in my hands and kissed her softly, "Good night lover," watching a little tear well up in her eyes. I kissed each closed eye, gathering the tear, and opened the bedroom door. We both glanced into the darkened room and could just make out the large lump in the middle of the King-size bed; too large for just our pixie roommate. Gina let go of my hand and tiptoed into the room and leaned over the bed. She turned back to me and smiled before leaning back down and placing two kisses on the tops of her best friend's heads. 

Gina tiptoed back with the biggest grin, softly closing the door behind her. Throwing her arms around my neck, she wrapped her long legs around me and kissed me before resting her head on my shoulder. "Take me to bed," she whispered in my ear, hugging me closer; "and remind me to thank Britt tomorrow and tell her how much I love her."

** 4 a.m. Monday morning **

The alarm clock sounded briefly and then mysteriously went silent. I found myself in my standard waking position; snuggled up to the backside of a soft female form, my morning wood sandwiched between two firm butt cheeks and my right hand firmly holding a female breast. I inhaled the sweet aroma of long, clean hair and soft skin when I began to question the proportions of the breast I held. I felt the nipple harden against my palm and I squeezed, causing the owner to giggle softly. A quick mental rewind of last night ran through my foggy brain and I then recalled Gina and I crawling into bed after finding Britt had decided to bed down with Kate last night. 

After a bit of rather enthusiastic making out, we finally gave in to needing sleep, but not before the sly brunette reset my alarm for this ungodly hour. Gina rolled over to face me, ignoring my morning breath and kissed me; "I hope its okay that I changed the alarm," she mewed, her hand wrapped around my cock. "I hoped that we could make love again before we had to get up," massaging my member gently. "Is that okay," she whispered, running her tongue around in my ear, breathing hard as she felt my cock pulse.

I surprised her, rolling on top of her, my legs between hers and my cock resting on her mound. Her eyes were wide with surprise as I leaned down and captured a nipple, rubbing myself against her. She moaned, clearly awake enough to make this happen and as I felt her hands approach my ass, intending to point me in the right direction, I bounded off the bed and headed to the bathroom; "Sorry, I gotta pee."

The splashing sound, reverberating off the hard surfaces in the bathroom masked the sound of her sneak attack. Both sets of claws dug into my ass, throwing my aim off completely. Startled, I latched on and tried to re-acquire the target as Gina laughed in my ear, "that'll teach you to lead a girl on. Now hurry up, I gotta pee too."

"Okay," I said, giving it a little shake; "but don't blame me if the seat's wet," and I gave her a little swat on the butt as I went to retrieve the mouthwash and rinse my face. She joined me at the sink and we checked each other out in the reflection. Even with her hair a bit disheveled and a freshly scrubbed face, she was a real stunner. She smiled, knowing I approved of her image in the mirror. I turned to her and took her in my arms once more, passion discharging between us wherever we made contact. My cock sought out its mate, soon wet with her excitement. Unwilling to wait, I picked her up effortlessly by the waist and sat her on the counter, burying my face in her pussy, hungrily lapping like a starved kitten.

Gina groaned, her feet up on the edge of the granite top, her sweet ass barely perched on the edge as I consumed her, diving my tongue deep inside, moving up occasionally to suckle on her stiff clit. "Oh Fuck, "she babbled, her head rocking to back and forth, "God yes, eat me, eat my pussy .....oh fuck yeah, that's it...right there baby.....un-huh, un-huh, un-huh...yeah, yeah, yeah...fuck yeah baby, make me cum....unh,unh,unh...ohhhh... fffuuuuuccckkkkk...." she cried as her body gave in and she wrapped herself around me, her hands pushing my head down until I thought I might drown and her legs wrapped around my back spurring me like a wild bronc, determined to break me. 

Slowly, the storm calmed and I was able to stand upright and hold her, her heart beating fast against my chest, her breathing slowly coming under control. She pushed me back until she could see my face and focus on me. She smiled at the mess she had made, and proceeded to clean up, kissing and licking, in spite of my need for a shave. She held my head between her hands and kissed me, locking eyes once more; "you know, all I really wanted was a quick fuck this morning. You really know how to spoil a girl."  

Another deep kiss and then her eyes grew big and she inhaled deep, drawing her breath from me. Without warning, and with an accuracy any marksman would be proud of, I eased forward and speared her where she sat, my anxious cock finding the bull's-eye without assistance. I had her firmly in my grasp, my hands biting into her ass cheeks and I lifted her off the counter and turned toward the bedroom. 

Gina let out a 'whoop' and wrapped her long legs around me again as she bounced up and down on my swollen member, her pussy convulsing with each step. She bit down on my shoulder to keep from crying out, finally letting go as I dropped her down on the foot of the bed. She was breathing hard again as she stared up at me, wondering what was coming next. "So all you really wanted was a quick fuck huh?" I said. "Well on your knees then."

Before you could have said it again, she had her ass in the air, her face down on the comforter, ready and willing for whatever was coming her way. Her offering was just too tempting, so I spread her cheeks wide and ran my tongue over her sweet pucker, back to its nice pink color. "Oh God, "she moaned, undoubtedly sure that I was going to pick up where we left off last night. Unbeknownst to her, I wasn't sure that my dick could take the flaying it took last night either, so I put her at ease; "Don't worry baby, I want more of your sweet pussy, if that's okay," running my tongue over her pouting puss.

"Oh yeah," came her muffled reply; "Fuck my cunt baby. Fuck me till you can't fuck me anymore baby...gimme your sweet cum baby." 

Happy to oblige, I slid in to the hilt, bouncing my balls against her precious clit. "Jeeezzuuusss...." She moaned as I felt her pussy respond to my intrusion. Grabbing her hips, I pounded away, concerned only with myself, digging deep for the orgasm that I would think about all day. 

"Oh, oh, oh, oh..." she grunted with each thrust. The bed squalled in protest and I was glad that there wasn't a common wall between the two bedrooms, as the bed rebounding off the wall would surely have brought her roommates running.

Well, it certainly didn't qualify as a quick fuck as I delayed it as long as I could, greedily striving for a real nut-buster. Finally, I couldn't hold out any longer and issued the storm warning, "Shit Gina, here it comes babe... Ah fuck; your pussy is so fuckin' good baby....unh, unh, unh......!!!! 

Gina cried out as I unleashed a torrent inside her, bathing her insides with my seed. My release triggered one more seismic event within her and I could feel her pussy walls rippling up and down my length, milking me for all I had. Finally spent, my legs no longer willing to hold me upright, I collapsed on top of her, pushing her down until we met the mattress, and then I rolled off to her side, breathing hard. I turned my head and Gina was staring at me through a tangle of hair, her hard breathing causing it to flutter. Finally able to speak, she cocked her head, realigning some neck muscles, and said, "So that's your idea of a quick fuck?" smiling weakly. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 15



I moved the hair out of her face and worked my way in for a kiss; "Yeah, sorry, but I need to get to work," I said with a smirk. I wasn't quick enough though, and somewhere, she found the strength to give me a little jab to the ribs. Dodging a secondary assault, I headed for the shower.

Uninterrupted, I got cleaned up, dried off and headed back to gather my work attire; a pair of clean shorts, a fairly nice button-down shirt and a pair of Redwings. I pulled up short on the way to the closet, noticing that the bed seem much lumpier than before. Quietly approaching, I heard the distinctive but cute snore of my girl Britt. Upon closer inspection, I found all three of 'my girls' sleeping soundly, Gina in the envious middle position. I quietly got dressed, cautiously gave each a peck on the forehead and headed out to work.

** 9 a.m. Monday **

My cell went off and I scrambled around trying to find the Bluetooth device I had come to loathe. The damn thing didn't work but about half the time and when it did, people thought I had joined the Navy and was talking from the inside of a submarine. I finally found the thing hidden under this morning's Egg McMuffin wrapper and fumbled with it until I figured the call would have gone to voice mail. 

"This is George," I blurted, half out of breath.

"Hi lover," said Britt on the other end; "are you okay?"

"Hi babe; yeah, I just didn't have this damn thing stuck in my ear and I don't need a ticket for answering the phone while I'm driving."

Britt huffed in the phone and chastised me; "Well you know that's what voice mail is for, and it was just me calling. You could have called back anytime, ya' know."

"I know, I know," I replied; "and the way things have gone so far this morning, you're about the only person I care to talk to anyway."

"Oh baby," she said sympathetically with a sexy lilt; "is there anything I can do for my big, sexy lover?"

Already feeling a bit more upbeat, "Aw, I'm okay and anyway you called me, so how is my favorite blue-eyed blonde?"

"Oh I'm fine; maybe a little jealous," she replied.

Uh-oh, I thought; "Jealous?" I asked.

"Well first off, I didn't get a good-morning kiss this morning."

"Well," I answered in my defense; "you three were all sleeping so soundly and looked so comfy, I didn't want to disturb you."

"Yeah well, we were disappointed when we found you were already out of bed, but we did end up going right back to sleep, so I guess you're forgiven on that count."

"Okay," I said apprehensively and not really wanting to ask;"so was there something else?"

"Well," she said haltingly, "It sounds like you gave Gina one hell of a 'quickie' this morning. She wouldn't shut up about it and Kate and I just kind of felt, well you know, jealous." 

I thought I could hear a little 'hurt' in her voice and I'm thinking, 'Oh god, what have I gotten myself into?' "Well," I finally retorted, "I kinda thought that you wanted Gina to spend the night with me since you were already sacked out with Kate when we went to bed."

Britt was taking great delight in my discomfort but decided to cut me loose. Giggling, she replied, "You big doofus, of course that's what I had in mind and if I do say so myself, it was a brilliant move. Gina was on cloud nine this morning, happy and cheerful. She seemed like the girl I knew in high school."

"Well I'm happy to hear it, I just hope that she still knows that you're my girl, first and foremost," digging for all the brownie points I could muster.

"Oh yeah," she laughed, "Gina must have thanked me a dozen times for lending you and your cock to her last night."

Now it was my turn to play the game; "So," I said, trying to sound a little hurt and indignant; "So I'm just a toy to be passed around; another piece of plastic in your box of dildos and vibrators?"

It didn't work and I think she may have fallen off the chair, laughing so hard; "Yeah right, big boy. You tell me that you aren't the luckiest guy in town with three smokin' babes that run around naked in your house and screw you until you can't take anymore."

"Well," I said, taking up the weak defensive position one more time; "Well....my dick sure was sore last night when we woke up; I mean it really hurt."

"Oh poor baby, I heard about that. I also heard that a little aloe vera massage will do wonders for a guy. Anyway, I'll quit teasing and I'm very happy with how everything turned out with Gina; I think it did her a world of good." Pausing, she took a deep breath and said; "so on to business; I have the MG being picked up today and I'm still waiting to hear about the next car. I'm hoping to get an email this morning after I sent a couple prelim shots of the MG shoot."

"Aw crap, that's right," I said, slapping myself on the forehead as I made a right turn; "I was going to look those over yesterday afternoon, but things kept popping up," I said jokingly.

"Yeah," Britt laughed, "like Gina's ass and your dick!" She laughed on and on, being her own best audience.

"Well thank you for doing that, and I'm sure you were careful as to which shots you sent"; implying that she better not have sent any of the x-rated versions that were shot later.

With a little huff of disgust, like I didn't trust her to do a good job, she replied, "Yes dear, I separated all the shots into their appropriate folders and then chose a couple of the best representative PG-rated shots on to the agency." Pausing, she continued," later this morning when I'm all caught with the mail and all, I'll probably go downstairs, pick a big ol' dildo out of our toy box and come back upstairs, strip down naked in your chair and fuck myself silly looking at pictures of your big, beautiful cock buried in my pussy and ass." She finished the sentence almost breathless and my cock was straining against my shorts. 

"Fuck baby," I groaned through the airwaves, "that just isn't fair. I can't just pull over whenever I want and jack off."

"Oh, I'm sorry baby," sounding honestly sympathetic; "but I really don't want you wasting any of that tasty cum when you have three sex-crazed women at home who would love nothing better than to suck your cock and drink all the jizz you can give us."

My cock jumps at the thought of the three beauties lined up shoulder to shoulder on all fours as I stand before then and alternately feed them my cock until I blow my load and they fight over my spewing member.

"Hello, hello...George, are you still there?"

"Oh, sorry babe, I just got lost in a little fantasy there for a moment."

"Mmmm, well you'll have to share that with me later, but I better let you get back to work. I'll talk to you later lover, and promise me you won't play with yourself till you get home, okay?"

"Yes dear," I answered in my best whipped-boyfriend fashion. I heard her giggling as the phone went dead.

** 4 p.m. Monday **

Well I'd made it through another Monday and it would have been a much longer day if I hadn't had visions of my three roommates' side-by-side letting me fuck whichever orifice I cared to, as long as I shared equally. Visions of three bubble-butts with winking stars and slippery slits exposed, pretty much kept me half-hard all day long. 

I pulled into the warehouse and up to the house. I heard a whistle and looked up to see my lovely assistant standing at the parapet wall of the office, pulling her top up and shaking her tits at me. "Hi baby," she smiled as she played with her nipples, teasing me; "I was just about to come down. Open a couple beers and I'll be right there," and she disappeared.

I dropped the mail on the island and opened the fridge and grabbed a couple bottles of Sam Adams. A whirlwind of blonde blew through the door and wrapped me in her arms. Careful not to spill anything, I sat them on the counter and returned the embrace, slipping my hands under the elastic waistband of her running shorts and grabbing a couple handfuls of my favorite butt. We kissed hungrily, moaning and grunting and grinding. Out of breath, we pulled back and Britt, with her arms still around my neck said, "Well that makes up for the morning kiss I missed."

"Well then," I said, pulling her up tighter, squeezing her cheeks, "how about a welcome-home kiss?" and we went at it some more. Britt had worked one hand down to my shorts and was checking my status and I could feel her smile as we kissed. Breaking off, I held her up with one hand and reached for a beer and handed it to her before grabbing the other and started walking. Britt squealed as she wrapped her legs tighter around me and hung on with the one arm. "I need a shower," I said as I took a sip and headed down the hall, my one hand now buried deep in her ass crack, grazing her tight pucker. Britt gnawed on my ear as I got us into the bedroom.

I bounced her on the bed and to her credit, she didn't spill a drop. I sat mine on the dresser and then sat on the bed to unlace my boots. "Here," said my love, handing me my beer and dropping to her knees in front of me, "let me get those." Happy to oblige, I leaned back and watched her struggle with the long laces until she finally had them off. She wrinkled her nose as she pulled my socks off and then smiled as she pushed me back so that she could start on my shorts. I helped all I could as she shimmied my shorts and boxers off at the same time. Wrinkling her nose once more, she dropped her head down and took my cock in her mouth and gave it a couple tugs before she stood up and wrestled my shirt up over my head.

Undressing Britt was a much less labor intensive affair. I had her shorts on the ground before I stood up and the string-T came off in one smooth motion. I held her at arm's length, admiring her form and she blushed a bit, which I thought was cute, as often as I had seen her naked. Beers in hand, hand in hand, we headed to the shower. 

We washed one another, running our hands everywhere, loving each other. She had me stiff as a board from the beginning and kept me that way throughout. I slipped the odd finger into whatever hole I happened to be closest to, eliciting moans and squeals, but never lingered long. 

Finally, Britt had had enough. Walking over to the controls, she shut down the regular shower and switched on the waterfall; a cascading sheet of water that flooded one wall of the shower. She walked up to the falls, stepping under them, the water enveloping her hard body. Turning to me, she ran her hands over her torso, squeezing her tits and running her fingers over her pussy. Then turning her back to me, she leaned though the falls, the water now rebounding off her muscular backside. Her inviting ass rocked as she rolled her hips, her legs spread enough to grant me access. 

Stepping up, I leaned into her, my cock sliding underneath, teasing her clit as I ran my hands up her sides, kissing her back as I continued to bend until I held her tits in my hands, playing with her hard nipples, nuzzling her neck through her wet locks. My hands wandered up her arms which held her away from the stone wall, moaning as the top of my cock played with her sex. 

Frustrated, Britt rocked and swiveled, trying to push me back enough to capture my cock in her hungry snatch. The moans of frustration tuned to verbal commands; "Fuck my pussy goddamnit...give me your fucking cock...fuck me...!!!"

I too had had enough of this fooling around and gladly pulled back enough to find my way in. "Unh...." I groaned, marveling at how tight her pussy was. Grabbing her shoulders, I pulled myself forward, plunging as deep as our position allowed.

"Ahhhh....fuck meee..." she moaned as her pussy convulsed, drawing me tight to her ass, her orgasm threatening to dismember me. I reached back around and grabbed her breasts, holding on as her climax subsided, hugging her to me. 

My cock was soon released and I stood back upright, slipping from her tight confines. Britt moaned at the feeling of emptiness. Leaning against the wall with one hand, she turned her head, peering out through the veil of wet blonde hair. Her blue eyes were now dark with desire, relaying her wants. My eyes returned to her pouting pussy lips, beckoning me to return. Holding my cock, I ran my cock over her lips, parting them as trickles of water from the falls ran over her asshole. 

"Please..." came her whispered plea as I made a slow descent. "Oh god I love you," she moaned as I bottomed out once more, my cock tickling at her cervix. "Fuck my pussy," she continued as I held her hips and worked my way in and out of her constricting cunt. "Gimme that cock!" she growled, now pushing back off the wall; "Harder, harder...fuck me harder damn it!!!

I felt the pressure build, my cock armed and ready to fire as I pummeled her pussy with long hard strokes, driving my cock through her pulsating passage. Britt felt it too, compelling her to choke my cock harder yet. "Shit George," she cried as another climax washed over her, "I'm cumming babe...ah fuck,fuck, fuck..."as she began to lose control. "Cum baby," she cried, her body writhing, "give me your cum...Ahhh pleeeezzzee baby...gimmmeee....gimmmeee.....ahhhhh.....fffuuuuuucccc!!!"

And then the explosion, simultaneous combustion, even under the cascading falls. Britt's body stiffened, then fluttered in my grasp as I pumped copious volumes deep inside her greedy pussy. Lightheaded, I held tight as her pussy walls continued to undulate up and down my length, wringing out all I had to offer.

We eventually needed, however unwilling, to disengage and make our way out of the shower. Mustering enough strength on wobbly legs, we wrapped ourselves in towels and collapsed on the bed, spent and content. Sleep quickly overtook us, our lips still engaged in a kiss. 

** 6:30 p.m. ** 

Britt and I awoke to the sounds of female chattering coming from the front of the house. We were still nose to nose on the bed, loosely wrapped in bath towels. Britt smiled as she eased in for a lingering kiss; "Thanks for the quickie," she giggled. 

I pulled her to me, holding her tight as I ran my fingers through her tangled, damp hair, kissing her nose. "Thank you; but next time, we'll just take our time," I kidded. "But really, I want to have you to myself for an entire day and see how many times I can make you cum."

Britt shivered at the thought, "I'd have to think about that for awhile; I mean, I'd have to train for it, build up my strength. I'd probably have to abstain from sex for awhile, just so I could build up some reserves, ya know?"

"Well fuck that then," I said as I started to try to tickle her. "I'm not sure I could last more than a couple days without making love to you."

She returned the attack, trying mightily to get at my junk; "Yeah, with Gina and Kate around, I don't think you'll find yourself short of a play mate any time soon." 

I finally got her back in my arms, bringing the battle to an end; "Yes, but you're the one I'm in love with and while I'll freely admit that having the girls here with us is beyond any man's wildest dream; as long as I have you, I have all that I need." 

"Well, it's a good think you feel that way, cuz I don't see you gettin' rid of me anytime soon," she laughed as she rolled off the bed, shedding the towel as she went. I just lay there, stupefied at the view as she disappeared back into the bathroom. 

We finally got all the tangles out of her hair and behaving fairly well, we joined Kate and Gina in the kitchen. "Hi guy's, "Britt said as she rounded the corner.

"It's about time you sleepy heads got up," smiled Gina as she futzed around at the stove dressed in a short pair of loose shorts and a t-shirt. 

"Yeah," chimed in the little one, standing at the sink and rinsing lettuce; "We thought we might catch you in the act when we came home, but it's looked like we were too late." Kate also opted for a pair of shorts; I mean really short, and a t-shirt that looked painted on.

"Too bad for you," Britt laughed as she stepped over next to Gina; "Whatcha' cookin' good-lookin'?" she giggled as she ran her hand over Gina's sculpted butt. 

Gina squirmed into her hand as she worked the sauté pan; "I'm just doin' up some shrimp for a Caesar salad if that's okay with you guys?"

"Sounds good to me," I said as I stepped in behind Kate and kissed her on top of the head. "Anything I can do?" as she worked her ass against my thigh. 

"Just stay right there," she moaned as she worked my leg. 

Britt and Gina laughed at her carrying on; "Just like a dog we used to own," laughed Gina as Britt continued to play with her backside.

"Grrr..." Kate growled as she stepped back to straddle my leg, really working my knee.

I glanced over at Britt and Gina with a 'what do I do now?' look.

All I got in response was a shrug saying, 'Hell if I know,' as she turned her attention back to Gina and dinner.

Left to my own devices and starting to get hungry, I figured I might as well take things in hand... both of them! I slipped my hands under her shirt and latched onto her little titties while I worked my way through a forest of black hair until I found her delicate ear, which I proceeded to suckle on. 

"Mmmm..." she moaned, writhing on my knee and twisting her upper body as my fingers played with her hard nipples and my tongue bathed the inside of her ear. "Mmmmm....." she continued until a sudden jolt hit her and she squealed as she pushed against the counter, working her frenzied pussy into my knee cap. I could feel her warmth through her shorts and panties, if she was wearing any. I was sure a dark spot would be evident momentarily.

I held her upright between me and the counter as she enjoyed the afterglow. "Thank you," she said as she turned to give me a kiss. I still had her breast in my hands as we kissed and I pinched her nipples, causing her to lurch once more, nearly biting my tongue; not a smooth move on my part.

"How's that lettuce coming girl?" Gina inquired in a breathy tone. 

Britt was playing with fire; literally, as she had had her hand down the front of the amazons' shorts while the shrimp still sizzled in oil and garlic. Britt smiled at me and blew me a kiss as she was obviously fingers deep inside her best friend's pussy. 

I relinquished my hold on the little one, whispering, "I better go save the shrimp," giving her tight butt cheek a caress. I managed to work my hand in between Gina and the stove and turned off the burner.

"Thank you," Gina mumbled, obviously lost to her friend's magic fingers. Her eyes were half open as she concentrated on the digital ministrations in her shorts, searching for the final touch that would send her over the edge. Glancing at Britt; her face was one of determination, staring at me, letting me know that she was about to bring her best friend to a crashing climax. Britt pursed her lips and then nodded lightly toward her victim. I raised my eyebrows in question and got the 'go-ahead' nod. 

I nodded back before putting my hand under Gina's quivering chin and turning her head to face me. The questioning look in her eyes was there for only a second as I held her face with both hands and kissed her hard. Our tongues danced as she moaned, wanting to cry out as Britt's talented fingers brought her to the final crescendo, topping the pinnacle, followed by crashing climax. I released her from our lip-lock as she draped her head on my shoulder and panted, trying to regain her breath. 

I heard another low moan behind me, over Gina's heavy inhaling. Twisting, I could see out of the corner of my eye, Kate, sitting on the island, her shorts dangling off one bare foot, the other on the counter. Her legs were spread wide and her hand was furiously working over her pussy. Her eyes were closed tight as she managed to get herself off once more.

'This is one horny bunch of women,' I chuckled to myself as I stepped away from Gina, now back to normal. She grabbed my arm and pulled me in for another kiss, and then turned and planted an equally wet kiss on Britt, thanking her for 'helping with dinner.'




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 15



We did finally manage to get the salads put together and spent the rest of the evening quietly sequestered on the couch, all leaning against one-another, not really caring what was on the big screen.

**Friday morning, around 10:00 ** 

It had been a productive work week. Everything that was supposed to happen did, and nothing jumped up and bit me on the ass; at work anyway. Things were humming along nicely for Red Brick Photography, Britt and my photo business. She worked away steadily on our current project, the custom car/swimsuit calendar for a local body shop. She was also hard at work on marketing the business and had even had another phone call from the allusive redhead that was interested in shooting some provocative photos for her boyfriend who was overseas. 

John, my old friend who tired of retirement and opened a beach clothing store gave me a call. "Hey John," I answered, "long time no speak. I meant to call about the family emergency you had last weekend, but I never know how to bring these things up, so...now that I guess I did, I hope everything is okay."

"Yeah, "John kind of chuckled and I could visualize his contagious smile. "I wouldn't have called it an emergency, but it seems that I'm the only one in what's left of my family that has a lick of sense. I had to go play mediator for my sister and some of her family. It's a long story and sometime when we have plenty of time to get good and shit-faced, I'll tell you about it. Bottom line, I was glad to get the hell away from them and back to the store and the girls, which is what I'm really calling about. Have you got a minute?"

"For you buddy, anytime; what's up?"

"Well the store is doing great and both Gina and Kate are incredible and I couldn't imagine how it would have gone if I hadn't had them from the beginning; particularly Kate. That girl has a real business sense and is an absolute delight to be around. Hell, if I was thirty years younger, I'd be chasing her around the back room of the store. As it is, well hell, I'd adopt her in a heartbeat." Pausing, he continued; "So anyway, earlier I talked about putting a website together and look into selling over the internet. Well, it looks like it would work and I have a lot of good suppliers and such, but the real reason I guess I'm thinking of doing it is that once summer is over, the store will probably see a lot less traffic and I really want to keep the girls employed when they go back to school; that is if they want to."

"I'm sure they'd love to keep working for you after school starts again," I said, "so if I'm hearing you right, you want to get a mail-order business going and maybe limit the store hours?"

"Great minds think alike," chuckled John. "So early on, your girl Britt talked about helping with the website and of course, I'd like you to do all the pictures for it. I think both Kate and Gina could help out too, what with the pricing and descriptions and whatever else we need to stick in that thing."

I had to laugh at John's comments; he is not a big one for keeping up with technology. "Yeah, when the girls get together, they are of definitely of one mind," I said, tongue-in-cheek, "so yeah, you have a pretty good crew there to make the website happen, and as far as photography goes, that little Kate has got a good eye and she's shot some pretty spectacular things here," thinking about some of the more, how shall we put it, erotic shots that she has taken of the girls and I. 

"Well hell, that's great, I'll have to ask her about that and see if she would be interested in being the in-house photographer, I mean if that's okay with you," he said.

"Yeah," I said, "that'd be fine. Between my real job and getting the studio going, I'm plenty busy. And since all the girls live at my place with the studio, you can use it whenever you need to, but I think you'll want to do some location shots too."

"I'll leave that up to the girls and speaking of them and you all living together, I was going to ask how that's going; but seeing how happy the two of them are when they come to work now, I'd have to guess that it's working out okay."

John paused, waiting for an answer and I said, "Well, if you believe in fate and those kinds of things, I guess that it was just supposed to be. Britt was here more times than not and when the great flood forced them out of their house, I just happened to have plenty of room, so what the hell. I went from living by myself in a house hidden inside a huge warehouse, to living in a house, surrounded by a growing photography studio with three resident models. I'd have never dreamed it, much less planned it, so I guess I believe in fate."

"Well that's good then. I'll talk to the girls and get started. I want to pay you for Britt's time that she works on the website though, so make sure that she keeps track of that."

"Yeah, we'll see John; just like you've billed me for the swimsuits we've used for the calendar shoot so far," I laughed. "We'll talk to you later partner."

"Okay George, thanks again for everything. Stop by someday and I'll buy you lunch."

"Now that's a plan; take care," and I hit end.

** Ten minutes later **

My Bluetooth chimed in my ear, another incoming call; "This is George," I answered.

"Hi babe, it's me," came a less than exuberant squeak from my baby.

"What's the matter baby," I asked Britt, "You don't sound like yourself."

"Ya know how I said that I thought we would get one or maybe two cars today for the calendar?"

"Sure, I remember and they weren't positive what cars they would be; so what's the matter?" my mind reeling, thinking of all the bad things that could happen. Had a car fallen off the flatbed? Had she moved one and driven it into a wall? I shuddered to think.

"Well one of them is a big blue and red car with the number 43 on it and the poor truck driver had to climb through the window to get it off the truck."

"Holy shit! Does it say Dodge or STP on it?"

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"That's a Richard Petty Dodge Charger. Someone's a big Petty fan; that's really cool"

"Whatever," she answered; "but the other car isn't cool at all; it gives me willies!"

Trying to keep from laughing, not completely succeeding, I asked; "So what is it?"

It's a hearse George! It's a car that carried around dead people. I don't want to go near it George."

"Calm down baby. So is it a, well is it a plain ol' Cadillac Hearse, ya know, with a mortuary name on it?"

"I don't know if it's a fucking Cadillac or not George," she said, clearly still upset"; I'm not gonna get close enough to it to read it. I don't see a name on it, but I think I see flames or some kind of detailing behind the front wheels

I had to hold it in to keep from laughing, "Babe, it sounds like a hot rod someone made out of an old hearse. Give the agency a call and make sure that we got the right car. We should let them know they got there safely anyway."

"Alright, I'm sorry lover that I got so shook, it's just that things like this just creep me out."

"Well remind me to never bring home any scary movies to watch."

"Yeah, that'd be a household rule unless you want me peeing on the couch. I can't watch horror movies and while we're at it, I don't like movies where animals or children are hurt or in danger."

"All right babe; so no Bambi or Ol' Yeller or anything like that; gotcha."

"Thank you babe," she answered, sounding much happier. "I'll call about the cars and if they are the right ones, what do you want to do about swimsuits to go with them?

"I'm betting the hearse is black?" I asked.

"Yes....?" She answered cautiously.

Unable to resist, I said, "Well with your blonde hair and either a black or white suit, I think......"

"George...." she whined, "I can't pose with that thing...please George?" now sounding really upset.

Now I felt like shit, "No baby, I was just kidding, I wouldn't ask you to pose with the car," trying to sound as sincere as I could. "When you call, find out how long we have with the cars and we can always get the suits tomorrow. Do we know when the girls are working this weekend?"

"I'll call one of them after I talk to the agency and if they need them back quick, I'll give you a call; okay?"

"Sounds good babe, and if I haven't already told you today; I love you."

"Oh baby, I love you too and I'm sorry I got upset and if you want me to pose with it, I will but..." and the old Britt was back..."it'll cost you," she said with a sexy lilt and then hung up the phone.

** Just before lunch **

"This is George," I answered.

"Hi baby, it's the scaredy cat again."

"Hi lover," I laughed, "so what's up?"

"Well, the damn Hearse is the right car as is the Dodge and they aren't in a big hurry for either of them."

"Okay, good. Not that it matters then, but what's the girls work schedule at the store for this weekend?"

"Uh, Kate works tomorrow and they both may have to work Sunday, but only part of the day; they're not sure yet. I guess they're interviewing another girl. I didn't get to talk to Kate long, but she was sounded real excited and said something about a website and something else and then she had to hang up."

"Oh that's right; I didn't tell you when you called earlier. I talked to John and he wants to talk to you and the girls about getting started on his website and some other things. I'll explain it all later, but I just had a brilliant idea. My day is pretty much taken care of; what are you doing the rest of the afternoon?"

"Ummm, I don't know," she replied in her best Mae West voice; "what have you got in mind big boy?" giggling as she covered the mouthpiece.

"Goofball," I said, "how about some shopping?"

"Ooo, shopping, count me in. Where are we going?"

"I'm not entirely sure yet, I need to do some research. I'll know by the time I pick you up; say in about an hour?"

"Okay; ya gonna buy me lunch too?" she asked, still in the seductress mode.

"Yes," I laughed, "I'll buy you lunch too. I'll see you in about an hour."

** Around noon, Friday **

I pulled into the open warehouse door to find Britt patiently waiting at the front door of the house. She was dressed in a short sundress with sandals on her feet and her long blonde hair pulled back in a pony-tail; she couldn't have looked any cuter.

"Hi beautiful," I said as I pulled up to the house.

Britt leapt into my arms and kissed like we'd been apart for ages. "I'm glad you got the afternoon off," she said, hugging me tight.

"Me too," I said as I spied the two new cars over in the corner. Giving her butt a squeeze, I let her back down on her feet; "Give me a minute to get a peek at the cars and then we'll go, okay?"

"Yeah, okay. I'll just wait here."

I smiled and gave her another peck and then went to check out the cars. The hearse was definitely a souped-up old Cadillac; but the one I was really interested in was the Petty Dodge. Someone had done a nice job of making a street legal show car out of the old Dodge and I knew that my idea of how I wanted to shoot it would be great. I walked back to my truck as Britt climbed in, taking her spot in the center of the bench seat.

"Oh yeah," I was reminded as I jumped out to close the big rolling warehouse door; "my buddy will be here next week to put an operator on this beast."

"Oh, that'll be great," Britt said as she placed her hand on my thigh as we drove off down the street. "It has been kind of entertaining to watch Kate open and close it though," she giggled. "So, where are we off to," she asked, running her hand up and down my thigh.

"Well," I replied as I reciprocated, placing my hand on her bare leg, squeezing it lightly; "We can either do lunch first or shopping. Guess it depends on if you're hungry or not."

"I can always eat," she said sexy-like as she caressed my crotch; "How long will shopping take?"

"I haven't a clue, so let's eat first," my hand making headway under her dress hem. "Have any preferences?"

"You know what I'd like, but it's not all that nutritious," she giggled as she felt me respond to her touch. "I don't need anything fancy. We could do a deli or even drive-thru if you want. I'd be happy to eat here in the truck," squeezing me again and spreading her legs a little to give me better access.

"Okay," I said, shifting in my seat; "Before I wreck the truck, I know there's a drive-thru Subway on the way, so how does that sound?"

"Sounds perfect to me," as she leaned over and nuzzled my neck. "Where are we going shopping anyway?" she whispered with her tongue in my ear.

I nearly over-shot the entrance as she played with my stiffness through my khaki shorts. "Hang on," I warned as I bounced her side of the truck over the curb. Hang on evidently meant 'squeeze my dick harder' and I was lucky she didn't bite my ear off. Britt squealed as we rebounded into the parking lot and fell into line at the drive thru.

"So where are we going?" she asked again as we looked over the menu board.

"We're going to a western wear shop, "I replied as the garbled request for our order came over the speaker. I managed to get across what we wanted and pulled forward, resigned to the fact that we'd be lucky to really get what we ordered, but who cared when your girl was trying to jack you off through your pants; and your hand was firmly planted against her wet, panty-clad pussy.

We got our food and circled around to the back of the shopping center and parked in a secluded area under a large tree. Giving in that it was going to take two hands each to eat, we enjoyed a tongue-strangling kiss and then settled in to lunch. 

"So," as she started pulling the onions off the sandwich, that we specifically asked to be left off; "what are we looking for, denim bikinis or something?"

"No," I said, shaking my head as I too had to deconstruct my sub. "Richard Petty, the driver of the 43 wears kind of a signature cowboy hat, so I thought it would be slick to incorporate that into the shot. I want to put you in a pair of boots, the hat and maybe a pair of daisy dukes with a bikini top. I think that would look sexy as hell."

Her hand had found its way back to my crotch again; "I think maybe you're right, that could look really hot. I don't have a pair of cut-offs, but I have an old pair of jeans I'd be more than willing to donate to the cause." Britt looked at me and smiled as she felt my reaction to her caress.

It took all the self control I could muster not to pitch my sandwich out the window and lay her down and have her for lunch, but previous events had already proven how less-than-comfortable it was fucking in the front seat of the truck. "Behave," I said, "Let's eat and get going, I'm not sure how easy it's going to be to get the hat that I want. We may have to go to more than one store."

"Okay," she pouted, unconvincingly, and went back to eating. Lunch out of the way, we hit the road and soon pulled into the western shop. 

It doesn't seem to matter what kind of store it is, or what they are selling, Britt acts like a little kid in a toy store at Christmas. "Oh look," she said gleefully, looking at all the different western boots. They were all colors and styles. Some had taller shafts that covered more of the calf and there was any number of heel configurations and the prices varied greatly too. It was no surprise that Britt's favorites wandered to the more expensive side of the pasture. 

She tried on numerous pair and I had to admit that she looked cute as hell in the tall boots and the short dress. A salesgirl came over to ask if we needed any help. I put the young redhead at about 22 or 23 years old. She had on a pair of skin-tight jeans with the legs tucked into the tops of her boots. Her top was a western-style, long-sleeve with pearl snaps, the top two or three never to be used due to her profound breasts. Her freckled cleavage enhanced the view greatly and Britt caught me taking it in, smiling and shaking her head in surrender.

"What do you think of these?" Britt answered as she stood and twirled causing her dress to billow out, exposing her legs all the way to the bottom of her sweet ass. 

The cowgirl never missed a beat as she took in the sites; "They look really good with that set of legs you have there. That's a good shaft length for your height and the turquoise color looks good with your skin and hair color. Are you going to wear them with dresses or will you wear them with jeans too?"

"Uh, I'm not sure, maybe both; why?" answered my sexy blonde. 

"Well," said the red-headed wrangler, stepping up to my girl; "See how tight the shaft is to your leg," demonstrating by bending down and sliding the palm of her hand down the back of her calf until her fingers slid in between the boot and her leg. Britt shivered at the girl's touch, while I shivered at the view down the front of her shirt. 

"You'll have a tough time getting your pants down inside the boot if they're this snug," she said as she worked her hand up and down her calf a couple times. "That is if you do tuck in the leg. Some women wear them over the boot, but with a boot this pretty, I think it's a shame to hide it. With this dress, they're perfect, just enough room not to chafe;" still moving her hand; "but not so loose they look too big;" and then finally removing her hand and standing back upright.

"What do you think?" the sales pro asked me, suspiciously spying the shadows on the front of my shorts. Britt fought back a giggle as she saw I'd been caught. 

"Uh..." I stammered, "I think they look great," trying to hold my ground. "Do you think the color works with denim?" I asked, grasping for a line.

The girl gave me a 'weren't you listening to me' look and I continued. "Actually, these are for a photo shot and I think Britt will be wearing a pair of cut-off denims in the shot."

"Oh, so you're a photographer and she's your model?" she asked, giving Britt another once over, head to toe. Britt smiled and executed another pirouette.

"Yeah," I said, "and we're also looking for a hat. We're doing a shot with a replica stock car."

"Oh cool," she said excitedly, "whose car?"

"Uh, Richard Petty," I said, figuring this young thing would have no idea who I was talking about anymore than Britt had.

"Oh, The King...number 43!" she said nearly jumping up and down. "Follow me, I have the perfect hat!" 

Britt and I had to pick up our pace to keep up with the enthusiastic race fan. Britt grabbed my ass as I focused on the Wrangler-clad one leading us to the hat section. I wrapped my arm around Britt as she clomped along beside me in her turquoise Dan Post boots and kissed her on the side of her noggin. We turned the corner at the end of the aisle and found our red-headed wrangler half-way up a ladder reaching for a 'Charlie 1 Horse Hat' brand box. She stopped and looked down at Britt," Black or Bone?"

Britt looked up at her and shrugged her shoulders and then looked at me. Before I could answer, the girl answered her own question; "Black, definitely black. You don't know your hat size do you sugar?" 

Britt giggled and smiled at the young woman, obviously liking the 'sugar' moniker. "I'm sorry hon, I don't have a clue." Her response earned her a smile and a wink; "We'll start with my size. Here, can I get you to take this?" as she twisted to hand down the large hat box. I reached up and took the box from her as she made her way back down the ladder. With me still holding the box, she took off the lid and extracted a beautiful felt hat with a large feather hat band that nearly covered the front of the crown of the hat.

"Wow, that's gorgeous," Britt exclaimed as she let the smiling young cowgirl place it on her head like she had just won a beauty pageant. "Yes you are," blushed the red-headed stranger as she tilted the hat slightly on the contrasting blonde hair of my girl. Britt blushed too as she turned and looked at herself in the mirror. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 16



** Saturday Morning **

I woke up hot and cold at the same time. I was shivering as I felt her soft touch on my forehead. "Poor baby," she whispered, "You have a fever," and lightly kissed me on the lips. I moaned and rolled over on my side, opening my eyes enough to watch Britt's beautiful, bare backside as she stepped quietly into the bathroom. She came back with a cool washcloth and put it on my forehead as she ran her fingers through my hair. "Other than the fever, how do you feel?"

"I ache all over, like I worked too hard and strained some muscles."

"Well," she smiled as she ran her cool fingers over my cheeks, "You worked pretty hard last night and I can think of one muscle you might have strained, but I kind of doubt it. That particular muscle is in pretty good shape." She ran the cool cloth over my forehead with one hand as the other strayed under the sheet in search of the aforementioned 'muscle.' Even in my weakened state, I began to rise to the occasion and Britt just as quickly retreated; "You need to just relax and let me take care of you, okay?"

There was a soft knocking on the door and little Kate stuck her head in the door. She was immediately concerned when she saw 'Naked Nurse Britt' sitting on the side of the bed with the cooling washcloth in her hand. She gingerly walked in, still wearing the muscle-t that she had on last night. "Is he okay," she asked as she looked down over Britt's bare shoulder. 

"He has a fever and is achy, so I think he just caught a bug. I'm here all day, so I'll take care of our man."

"I have to go to work," Kate replied. "I wish I could stay; I don't like to see him feeling bad." She was clearly concerned; I could hear it in her voice. I could also feel her running her hand up and down my leg through the sheet, a comforting caress.

"I'll be fine," I mumbled sleepily, my eyes closed. "I just need some rest; you girls are just wearing me out," managing a slight grin.

"Okay; you rest up because I can't wait to pose with Britt's 'Demon Car'. If you trust me, I'll pick up a couple outfits that I think will look good with the car, okay?"

"That's fine," I slurred, ready to nod off.

"How about the other car; any ideas on that one?" Kate asked referring to the red and blue Petty Dodge.

"Ask Brii..." and I drifted into dreamland.

The girls got up and Britt adjusted the sheets while Kate leaned in and gave me a soft peck on the cheek. Grabbing a t-shirt, Britt pulled it on and led Kate from the bedroom into the kitchen. "Poor baby," she said; "I've never seen him like this, but I'm sure it's just a 24-hour thing." Pouring some juice for the two of them, she continued. "The race car is some kind of special car that was driven by a guy named Petty and he evidently was famous for these cowboy hats that he wore, so George thought we should incorporate that into the shoot. We went shopping yesterday and he bought me a pair of really cute turquoise cowboy boots and a hat like the guy wore. The rest of the outfit will be some Daisy Dukes that I'll make out of that old pair of jeans you've been after me to pitch and probably a string top."

"Mmm..." that sounds really hot," as she dug around for the English muffins. "Why didn't we get to see the boots last night?"

"I guess we just ran out of time, what with you getting all wound up about that car out there," referring to the Cadillac hearse; "and all the excitement about the website." Taking a sip of juice, she added with a smile, "I did get to test drive the boots and hat last night though."

"Oh you nasty girl," Kate replied as she buttered her muffin. "So I take it you rode him cowgirl," taking a bite.

"Shit," Britt replied with a smack to her own forehead; "why the hell didn't I think of that. No, I put on the boots and hat with that little blue panties' and bra set Gina dared me to buy last year. I was standing at the foot of the bed with my hand on my hips and my feet spread, you know, all defiant looking. Well, I got the reaction I was looking for. He was hard in a flash and I walked up to him, kissed him, put my hat on him and then got on my knees and sucked on him till he was ready to cum." Kate's eyes were wide and her muffin was getting cold; Britt took another sip and continued. "I was too horny to just let him go, so I took my hat back and crawled up onto the bed on all fours, pulled my panties out of the way and told him to just fuck me."

"Oh god," Kate moaned as she held the muffin with one hand, nibbling at it and played with a nipple with the other. 

"Well he fucked me until I came I don't know how many times. Finally, I couldn't stay up, so I flopped down on the bed and he lay down beside me and when I got my strength back, I sucked that big cock until he came. By the time I'd licked him clean, he was fast asleep. When I woke up this morning he was burning up."

"God that was hot," the little one said, finishing her muffin and taking a sip of juice. "Sorry, bad pun but I hope he's feeling better soon. I had a dream last night that he took me in the back of the hearse and made love to me and I asked him to fuck me in the ass," she giggled. "I think I even came a little when I had the dream, cuz I woke up in a wet spot this morning."

"Geez girl," laughed Britt, "well it's a good thing it's laundry day then. Do you have everything in the hamper that you need washed?"

"Oh that's right; thanks babe. Yeah, I don't have much. Seems like since we moved in here, we don't go through as many clothes," she laughed.

"Yeah" said Britt, "It is nice not having to worry about what to wear or whether anyone will see you. It's also kind of fun to watch George's dick react to us. Poor guy, I thought he might get used to it by now, but maybe not. Last night when were all sitting around, Gina got up to get something, I don't remember what, but I looked over at him when she bent over and flashed her butt at him. I swear, he got so hard so fast."

Kate laughed at her; "Yeah, well you ought to see the way he checks you out when you're not looking. I bet he'd fuck you all day long if it was physically possible."

Britt smiled and blushed a little at the compliment; "Funny, just the other day, he said he wanted to have just one day alone with me and see how many times he could make me cum. Fuck, I nearly creamed myself just thinking about it when he said it."

"Shit, I'm dripping now just thinking about it," Kate replied. She dipped her finger under the hem of her shirt and brought it out wet; "See?" 

Britt had Kate's finger in her mouth before the little one knew what hit her and her pussy twitched watching her blonde roommate suck her juices off her slim digit. "Oh God Britt," she moaned as she twisted around to look at the clock on the oven. "We've got time," and she pulled her finger free and pulled Britt by the arm to the couch in the living room. 

"Lay down," Kate commanded, pushing her onto the leather. Britt's blue eyes darkened as she pulled her shirt up over her head and lay back on the couch. Kate stared down on the obedient blonde, her eyes surveying the landscape; from her delicate toes, up her sculpted legs. Her pussy lips revealed her excitement; distended and wet; her tummy was tight, and her proud breasts rose and fell with her breathing. Unable to resist, Kate leaned down and took one nipple in her mouth while her fingers taunted the other. Britt's hands ran thru the luxurious, long black hair as her pussy throbbed, directly connected to her nipples. Hungry for the main course, Kate abandoned the breasts and kissed Britt deeply, her tongue giving the blonde a preview of coming attractions. "I love you," she said as she spun and straddled Britt, her own pussy now in harm's way.

Leaning down, Kate ran her tongue over her friends' pussy lips, sucking up the nectar that had bubbled to the surface. Britt's clit peeked out from the fold and Kate pounced on it, wrapping her lips around it and nursing on it energetically. Britt squirmed as she tried to return the favor. Her fingers danced around Kate's pussy, spreading her juices until she shined. Britt pushed her legs apart until one foot was on the floor and the other pushed against the wall behind the couch. She strained to get her lips on the young girl's nether region, but their height difference made it a challenge. Frustrated, she reached around behind her, searching for a pillow or two. Meanwhile Kate was entrenched with both her arms wrapped around Britt's legs, spreading them the required amount to allow her easy access to her lover's creamy center. Her mouth and tongue ravaged the blonde's pussy, probing her as deep as her tongue was long. 

Finally after a lot of wrangling, tugging and twisting, Kate's pussy was within Britt's reach and making up for lost time, she spread her pussy lips wide and dove in, driving her tongue deep within while her chin worked over her clit. Britt went after her like she was starved and Kate moaned her pleasure into Britt's pussy. Unable to breath, Britt backed out and let her tongue wander, parting her lips, working then up and down, side to side. Moving up, she stabbed at the little one's puckered ass, slipping in ever-so-slightly. Kate had to take a break and concentrated on the feelings washing over her as Britt had captured her clit and was mauling it between her lips. "Oh God Britt, ah fuck, eat my pussy baby...fuck,fuck,fuck...eat me!" as she ground her snatch onto her face. Juices gushed; nearly drowning the blonde as she hungrily swallowed the sweet nectar.

Her first climax out of the way, Kate was determined to take Britt over the edge. Britt wasn't about to let go now, so Kate put her fingers to work. She straddled Britt's swollen sex with her index and middle fingers, riding her pussy, squeezing, pushing and pulling her clit which was captured beneath the folds; Britt rocked as though trying to shake the little one off. Securely poised, her own pussy still distracting her blonde friend, Kate's unoccupied hand slid down and slowly parted her inner lips, exposing her core. Softly, deliberately, she worked her way in, one, then two, then three fingers, working against her constricting pussy. 

Britt felt her pussy being stretched wide; "Fuck me Katie" she growled, twisting and thrusting, "Fuck my pussy, oh fuck yeah, so good baby." Britt's pussy made a sucking sound as Kate worked her fingers in deeper, now four fingers, and her thumb strumming her clit. 

Britt now resorted to Kate's game, slipping two fingers into her tight cunt. Kate looked back at Britt and scowled at her, rocking her ass on Britt's fingers. They stared at each other, daring the other to make them cum first. Kate upped the ante once again, now getting all five of her fingers between her pussy lips. Britt inhaled deep, shocked at the sensation of Kate's hand working its way inside her. Kate broke their visual connection to look down and watch her own hand disappear inside her friends pulsing pussy. 

"Ah fuck, you feel it baby?" Kate asked huskily. "My whole hands in your pussy; my whole fucking hand is fucking you. Can you cum on my hand baby? Let me feel you cum on me baby... Fuck I wish I had a camera so you could see your pussy."

Britt's body was soon out of control. Her pussy was full and Kate's fingers tickled her insides, sending shockwaves through her. She felt her climax building and it was going to be big, so big she knew she had one last chance to pleasure Kate. Fighting the desire to let go and ride the wave, she focused on Kate's dripping sex. With two fingers still working her pussy, Britt reached up with her other hand and probed Kate's ass. She heard her shocked inhale as she slipped her index finger in, up to the second knuckle. Stroking both hands in unison, she fucked her friends holes, steadily, and then introduce another into her ass and yet a third into her tight pussy. "Goddddd...." Kate moaned as she felt all the fingers inside her, rubbing against each other through the thin wall that separated her ass from her pussy. 

Kate looked back again; perspiration ran down Britt's forehead as she concentrated on fucking her friend. "Fuck me Britt," she wailed, "Fuck me, I'm almost there baby."

"Fuck Kate, come on... fuck, fuck , fuck.......oh shit baby, I'm cumming, I'm cumming....ahhhhhh shittttt!"

And as she did, Kate's body convulsed, nearly sending her off the couch if not for her hand buried in Britt's pussy and all of Britt's fingers shoved up her pussy and ass. "Britttt...." She cried out; "Ahhh fffuuuuccckkkkk...." was all she could say as her body trembled.

Gradually, the girls breathing returned to normal and their heart rates leveled out. Britt ran her hands and sticky fingers over Kate's butt cheeks, massaging her tight ass. Kate purred as she ran her hands up and down Britt's sculpted legs. With a little slap on the butt, Britt said, "You better get going missy or you're gonna be late."

Kate whined as she slid off of Britt, standing on shaky legs. She leaned in and gave the blonde another kiss, tasting herself, and shuffled off naked to get ready for work. 

Britt lay there for a minute, thinking about George and the girls and how all their lives had changed over the last couple months. And thinking of the past only made her think of the future and what that may bring. Britt had always taken each day as it came, but subconsciously, she was always plotting and planning for the future. She was fairly sure that the next three years were fairly well laid out. 

Three years would get the three girls their college degrees and it seemed likely, as well as they all got along, that the living arrangements would probably stay the same. The only possible wrinkle in the living arrangements is that none of the girl's families knew anything about George. It was unlikely that any family members would make an unexpected visit, so the unwritten rule was that 'whatever they didn't know wouldn't hurt them.'

Britt was snapped back to reality as Kate rushed in; "Gotta go baby. Take care of lover boy and I'll call you later. Bye."

Britt jumped up and grabbed her t-shirt and followed her out the door; "I'll get the big door for ya' babe," she shouted as she sprinted across the warehouse, trying to beat Kate to the door.

With Hollywood movie precision, Britt had the big rolling door open just enough for Kate to squirt the little car out onto the street. With a honk and a wave and a gnashing of gears, she was on her way. Britt shook her head in amazement, awaiting the day that a pile of broken gears and transmission fluid poured out of the underside of Kate's abused ride. She cussed the door, glad that manually opening and closing it would soon come to an end, and started back to the house. She warily took a wider path, avoiding the demon car and was glad to close the front door behind her. 

Back in the kitchen, Britt rinsed out the glasses and heard the toilet flushing in the master bath. Glad that George wasn't so out of it that he couldn't find his way to the bathroom; Britt put the glasses in the dishwasher and poured her boyfriend a glass of juice and another of water. Walking barefoot into the bedroom, she was surprised to find Gina on top of the covers on her side of the bed, clad in a g-string and a cropped t-shirt. Her arm rested over George where Britt left him, under the sheet, out like a light. 

Gina opened her eyes when she heard Britt set the glasses on the bedside table. "Hi babe," she whispered, "I came in and you weren't here. I gave George a kiss on the forehead and it nearly burned my lips, the poor guy. I didn't want to leave him alone, so I pee'd and came back." 

Gina started to get up, but Britt put her hand on her shoulder and pushed her back down; "No you stay there. I need to take a shower and you look pretty comfy. If he wakes up, you can offer him something to drink." She gave Gina a quick kiss and scampered into the bathroom.

After a quick and uneventful shower, Britt toweled off and wrapped a towel around her head. Stepping softly into the room, she was happy to see me sitting up and Gina standing beside me, wiping my forehead with the damp cloth as I sipped on the glass of water. Her eyes widened as she realized the only thing she wore was the towel atop her head. Maybe the nursing staff is supposed to be clothed; I'm really not sure why she was concerned now. "Sorry," she giggled as she stepped over to the dresser to get something to wear.

"Don't get dressed on my account," I said with a smile. 

"Yeah, mine either," Gina chimed in.

"Okay then," Britt replied, hip-checking the drawer shut. She walked over and stood beside Gina, running her hand over her barely-clad ass as she ran her other over my sweaty chest.

"Babe, you're so warm. We need to get you cooled down a little," she cooed.

"Well, maybe this isn't helping," as I ran his hand up the inside of Britt's thigh. 

She squeezed her legs together, capturing my hand and chastised me, wagging her finger; "No, no, now behave and let's see about cooling you down."

"Yes Mam," I answered dejectedly.

"Gina babe, why don't you go into the kitchen and get a couple bowls of cool water and I'll go get another wash cloth and a couple towels; its wash day anyway, so we'll just give our stud a sponge bath and cool him off a little."

Gina's eyes widened with excitement, "Oh goody," she squeaked as she sprinted out the door, butt cheeks bouncing, and into the kitchen.

Britt laughed and leaned down to give me a kiss and I pulled her down into my lap. She squirmed for a second and then gave in and I kissed her neck and ran my hands over backside. 

Finally finding a way to wiggle free, she jumped up, "God George, calm down. You really should take it easy and now I'm covered in sweat." 

Britt went into the bath to retrieve the towels and washcloths as Gina walked in carefully balancing two bowls of water. Setting them on the table, she said, "Okay big boy, let's get you ready."

More than willing to cooperate, I scooted around as she pulled off the blanket and top sheet. I laid back down with my head on a pillow as she grabbed the waistband of my shorts and started to tug them down my legs. "Lift your butt," she grunted as I stared down at her tits hanging inside her cropped shirt. My cock, at about half-mast, popped free, causing Gina to giggle. Looking over her shoulder, Britt was nowhere in sight, so she took the opportunity to take me into her mouth, sucking and tonguing me for just a couple seconds.

"Ahem," came from the bathroom door.

I looked up at Britt, who had an annoyed, but smirky grin on her face. "Busted," I whispered to Gina, my fingers laced in her dark hair. 

Gina stood back upright and continued to pull my boxers down as though nothing had happened, her eyes locked on mine. Britt walked up to the bed, gave Gina a little pop on the butt and sat the towels on the dresser. 

So there I lay, buck naked, my half-stiff cock dancing in the wind, and two beautiful women staring down at me, pondering their next move. "Okay lover," Britt directed, "roll over on your side and we'll lay a couple towels down." Ever obedient, I rolled over on my right side and felt the girls lay out a couple towels, tucking them under me as they went. After a few stray gropes of my butt, they had me roll back over onto my back and they adjusted the towels until they were satisfied with the arrangement. 

Britt grabbed the two bowls of water after tossing Gina the washcloths. She sat the bowls on the floor and then settled onto her knees beside the bed and got one of the washcloths damp. Gina settled in next to her, taking my lower half, running her hands up and down my leg before grabbing her washcloth. Wringing out her cloth, the buxom brunette dribbled some water onto her cropped 'T'. As big a fan as I am of wet t-shirts, I said, "Maybe you should just go ahead and take the shirt off before you get it all wet," I kidded. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 16



Britt pinched my arm as she ran the cooling cloth over my chest; Gina giggled and replied, "Good idea," and promptly lifted the little garment over her head, revealing her magnificent d-cups. I got pinched again as my dick involuntarily applauded the tittie release. I looked up at Britt who was smiling, I know, happy to see that the fever hadn't taken over completely.

I closed my eyes as the girls silently ran the comforting fabric over every square inch of me. No spot of leg or arm or anything in-between escaped their attention. I was lost in a happy place, humming some unknown tune when Britt whispered in my ear, "Roll over baby."

Still lost elsewhere, four soft hands helped me assume my new position, one helpful hand even making sure that my persistent stiffness was tucked safely into position. Again, gentle hands and cooling cloths caressed me and my mind drifted. One last time, I heard the whispered command to roll over and I honestly don't remember making any effort to comply, but I felt the fever leave my body as my lovers passed the cooling cotton over me one last time. 

Britt felt my forehead and whispered to Gina, "I think that helped; he feels much cooler."

Gina ran her soft hands over my thighs, concurring that the treatment had indeed helped, "Yeah, " she whispered back, "He seems back to normal," giggling as she pointed at my cock which was now evidently at full mast, laying stiff on my belly.

Britt looked down at my face, assuming that I was fast asleep; "Hmm," she whispered again, "I wonder what he's dreaming about?" A soft slurping sound caught her attention. "Gina," she exclaimed, still at a whisper," What are you doing? You'll wake him."

"I'm sorry," the brunette answered, my stiff saliva coated cock held upright in her hand. "Look at it," she smiled as she slowly ran her hand up and down. "It's so pretty and it was just asking to be sucked, so...." She looked at Britt for forgiveness, or understanding; anything that would let her get back to what she was doing. "Here," she said, pointing my stiffness at Britt, "I'll share."

Britt had to stifle a laugh and then glanced back down at me, looking for signs that I was playing possum, actually awake and just enjoying the attention. Satisfied that I was really in never-never land, she turned back and whispered, "Okay you little slut, but let's be quiet, I don't want to wake him."

Gina responded with a curious look, "Can we make him cum without waking him?"

"Yes," Britt replied as she ran her fingertips over my cock head, spreading a droplet of pre-cum around. "I've done it a couple times when I've woken up horny in the middle of the night. I'll lie beside him and jack him off while I finger my clit. I tried once to climb up on him and fuck him while he was asleep, but he woke up, so I fucked him anyway; he didn't complain," she giggled. 

"Unhh," Gina grunted as Britt noticed Gina's left hand tucked underneath her little g-string, diddling her clit as her right hand continued to ride up and down my cock.

"Shh..." Britt chastised her as she settled her moist lips over my cock and sucked her way down to Gina's hand. Her hand followed Britt's lips as the traversed up and down my swollen cock. It was Gina's turn to warn Britt about making too much noise as she began to moan, taking more of my cock with each down-stroke.

Close to gagging, Britt backed off, taking on the hand duties while Gina gratefully resumed what she had started, sucking the cock that she had come to love so much, grateful that her best friend was willing to share. Britt stroked my cock as she watched my face, running her fingers over my forehead. She told me later that she felt my body stiffen and watched my eyelids flutter as Gina took me deep and let my cum jet down her throat as she swallowed my load, milking me till I was dry. I never woke and my eyes settled down as the last drops of cum were drawn out by Gina's sweet lips. 

Gina looked up at Britt, smiling proudly. Britt put her lips to hers and they kissed, sharing whatever remnants of my essence remained. With one more pass of the damp towels, they quietly stood and slipped out of the room, leaving me to my dreams.

Stepping into the kitchen, Gina took Britt into her arms once more and kissed her hard, her hands all over my girl's ass, fondling and probing. She straddled Britt's hip and began working her pussy against her, kissing her neck and ear;" I love you baby," she moaned as she pulled Britt tighter to her wet cunt, her juices running down both their legs. Breathing hard, Gina pulled back and stared hard at Britt, her eyes on fire; "I need a cock baby. I need a cock so fucking bad. Will you fuck me with 'George' baby?" 'George' being the dildo the girls bought awhile back that Britt told them best resembled the real thing. Before we all got together, Kate and Gina, and I assume, sometimes Britt, would fuck each other with the strap-on crying out my name as they were pleasured by the silicone version of me.

Britt grinned an evil grin and took Gina by the hand and led her into the other bedroom. They pulled out their toy box from the closet then dumped in on the floor, gathering up the harness and 'George.' Gina jumped onto the bed, ripped off her panties and obscenely spread her legs, running her fingers in and out of her drenched pussy as she watched her best friend transform herself into a cock-wielding concubine. 

Britt approached the bed, stroking her false cock, her eyes dark and devilish. Gina shivered with desire, eager to be impaled on the fallacious phallus. Britt crawled up onto the bed and pushed Gina's legs wide, her pussy now gaping, her juices running down to gather at her asshole. Britt's pussy gushed at the sight, never seeing her friend so wanton. Pausing, Britt held her cock and playfully slapped at Gina's hungry snatch, splattering her secretions about. 

"Fuck me baby," Gina moaned, "Give me your big cock George, fuck me please....."

Britt's pussy throbbed as she looked down, 'feeling' her cock play at Gina's portal, her pussy lips visibly sucking at the tip of her cock. "Fuck me now," Gina pleaded as she pulled at her nipples, thrusting her hips at her cock. 

Ready to plunge her ever-hard tool into her lovers twat, Britt fantasized what it must feel like to have such a beautiful woman suck on your cock, feel her tongue trace the bulging veins, her sweet lips nursing on the head of your dick. Britt's clit responded to her thoughts, stiffening. 

'Fuck this,' she thought, knee walking over the statuesque woman, her cock sliding between her tits. "Suck my dick," she commanded, presenting the pussy anointed cock to her ruby lips. Wide-eyed, Gina opened her mouth and wrapped both hands around Britt's tool and sucked mightily, drawing half the length deep into her mouth. A small orgasm rolled through Britt as she watched her cock disappear into her lover's mouth, Gina's nostrils flaring as she held her own, willing the cock to respond to her ministrations. Gina's stiff nipples rolled against Britt's rocking thighs, triggering her pussy's desire for the cock sliding luxuriously between her full lips. Gina could feel her desire trickling down over her ass, pooling on the sheets below. 

Britt was finally ready to fuck her girl, give her the cock she craved. Backing back down, she stopped long enough to kiss her love, their tongues sharing the taste of her cock. Back between her outspread legs, Britt held her cock and slowly introduced it, imagining the warmth, feeling the tightness as she thrust to gain ground.

"Oh God George," Gina cried as she hooked her heels into Britt's back, her long legs pushing the cock deeper inside her. Gina flinched when the cold chrome rings on the harness rested against her inner thighs and 'George's' tip touched her cervix, deep inside her. Her pussy clinched, as she pulled her lover tighter, gathering every fraction of length she could. 

Britt imagined the feeling of Gina's pussy walls undulating along her cock, drawing her skin up and down, working to drain her of her semen. Britt opened her eyes to find Gina staring at her, her mouth forming an 'o' as her pussy contracted around Britt's extension. The pleasure passing, Gina reached down and caught both of her legs behind her knees and drew them up, opening herself more, striving to feel even more of her lover. "Fuck me baby; fuck me till I come all over your big cock!"

Britt placed her hands on the backs of Gina's thighs, now splayed out alongside her belly, her tits nestled against her knees; Gina was bent nearly in two, ready to be ridden hard. Britt could 'feel' Gina's pussy hugging her cock as she withdrew, leaving her half empty before driving her cock back home, bouncing her hips off Gina's ass. Gina closed her eyes and grunted as 'George' bottomed out. "Fuck me hard," she said over the sucking sound as her lips wrapped snuggly around the exiting cock. "Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck me harder," came with every stroke. 

Britt felt every sensation, imagined and real, running through the synthetic prick, her clit slapped each time she bottomed out. She was envious of George; the sensations must be intense; so many nerve endings scattered up and down the length of his mighty cock. She shivered to think how it must feel to have a cock held so tightly in a willing ass. No wonder guys loved it so much. Britt's vivid imagination spoke directly to her pussy. Along with the clitoral stimulation of the strap-on, Britt had mind-fucked herself to the point of orgasm.

"Oh Fuck Gina," she cried out, "I'm cumming!"

"Oh God, Oh God, Oh God...unhhhhhh FFFFFUCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!" Gina bellowed as her pussy erupted, forcing 'George' out like a hydraulic piston, her ejaculation bathing Britt, causing her climax to multiply at the sight. 

They collapsed in each other's arms, kissing and consoling, hugging and squirming in Gina's juices. "What the fuck was that?" Gina asked while she panted, trying to catch her breath. 

"That my love was squirting. I've only done it a couple times with George, the real George, but I don't think I produced quite the volume you did. Christ, it was like getting hit with a water hose!"

Gina ran her hands over Britt's soaked belly, gathering some of her own 'ejaculate' and tentatively brought it to her lips. She sampled it with the tip of her tongue and un-offended, took a long lick and savored the taste. "Not bad," she said, taking another sample and offering it to Britt. 

"Yeah, kinda sweet, just like you," Britt replied after she sucked her best friend's middle digit like it was a miniature cock, running her lips up and down the slender digit. Gina giggled and then rolled onto her back to cool off. 

"Thank you baby, I needed a good fuck, but I sure wasn't expecting that. I was so fuckin' horny after sucking George's cock; I'm glad you were here...I love you so much baby," her hand reaching out to caress Britt's gorgeous form.

Britt took Gina's hand and placed it on 'George' and then wrapped her own hand around the imitation dick. She began running her hand up and down, like she was jacking off. Gina giggled and rolled onto her side to get a better grip, following Britt's lead. Britt began to moan, lowering her voice as deeply as she could; now furiously jacking-off her life-like appendage."Oh Gina," she groaned in a deep bass; "stroke my big cock baby, make me cum Gina." It was all Britt could do to keep from laughing out loud.

Gina was laughing and continued in a high, squeaky voice, "Oh my big stud, I love your big fucking cock," stroking it so fast that if it were wood, it would have burst into flame. "Come one baby," she kept on," give me that cock snot....shoot your baby juice all over my face!"

Britt tried to make some sort of grunting or rutting noise, her version of a guy busting a nut, but she couldn't contain herself and laughed harder than she had in a long time, nearly falling off the bed and losing their grip on 'George'. "Cock snot?" she exclaimed as she wiped the tears from her eyes; "Where the fuck did you come up with cock snot?"

Gina couldn't answer as she was laughing harder than Britt; at Britt and herself. "I don't remember. It was probably one of those corny porn movies that we bought at the bookstore right after we moved here."

"Oh that's right, I forgot all about those. Did you see them when we packed to move in with George?"

"No, but I just remembered one of the titles; it was called 'Free My Willy'; remember that one?"

Britt laughed at her best friends giggling; "No I can't say that I do; must have been a real big hit."

The girls continued to laugh and roll about the bed, unaware that I had caught most of their antics from behind the doorway. Even the dead couldn't sleep through Gina's vocal lovemaking. I felt much better than earlier, now at least a couple degrees cooler, and seeing how happy my girls were; well that was probably the best medicine I could have been given and I quietly snuck back to bed.

** Early Afternoon **

I felt the bed move and I pulled the sheet off of my head and managed to open my eyes a little, struggling to focus. Problem was that the butt cheek I was trying to focus on was too close ...so I licked it.

"Shit," she screamed as she jumped of the bed, turning in mid air. "God George," Britt said as she gave me a playful swat;"You scared the shit out of me."

I laughed as I threw back the sheet," Well, you nearly sat on my head, so...." I held my arm out to her, gesturing her to the bed.

"So are you feeling better,"" she asked as she sat her bare butt back on the bed, running her fingers over my forehead.

"Much better, thank you, "I said returning the touch, running my hand up her supple back. "So did I miss 'Naked Day?", Naked Day being an un-official house holiday that could be called on a moment's notice. 

"No, it's not an official 'Naked Day' if we aren't all here and participating. But it is laundry day, so if you have the strength to get up, I'd like to strip the bed and put on fresh sheets."

I was silent as I watched my hand explore, lost in thought, always amazed at how lucky I am. "Baby," she said softly, "are you okay?"

"Better than you know baby, better than you know," and I sat up beside her and hugged her tight, kissing her cheek. "Thanks for taking care of me this morning. I think I'll take a shower and then see if I can eat something."

"Alright lover," she responded as she caressed my butt before I walked toward the bathroom. "Need any help?" she asked as I made it to the door.

I stopped and turned my head, "Thanks, but I'm not sure I have strength for that right now," giving her a wink. 

Britt responded with a pout and a turned down lip, and then broke into a smile, blowing me a kiss as I walked on into the bath. 

I made it through my shower and was feeling a lot better although my stomach was talking to me. I wanted to think that I was just hungry, not having eaten since dinner last night; but I was l little wary and figured I'd take it easy and just sort of ease back into food, maybe a banana or something. That monumental decision made, I stepped out and dried off, wrapping a towel around my waist and stood in front of the sink. As I contemplated growing a beard as I do every time before I shave, Britt and Gina waltzed into the bathroom. 

I checked them out in the mirror as they approached. Both wore leggings, I think they're called. You know, those skin tight, stretchy pant kind-of things that leave nothing to the imagination. They both wore black and they went from the waist, over their distinctly pronounced butts and down their shapely legs, stopping just above the ankle. The both wore black, closed-toed high-heels on their feet and on top they barely wore little tube-tops. Britt's was bright blue which made her eyes look even bluer. Her hair hung long and straight, her nipples played peek-a-boo between the strands and her muscled midriff demanded your attention. Gina's scant top was tasked to contain her bountiful D's and nearly failed. Ample amounts of this joyous playground rose majestically above the strained fabric, barely hiding her darker areola. Below, gentle slopes of firm breast melded with her taut belly and her long brunette tresses hung loosely down her back.

Catching my admiring perusal in the mirror, they executed synchronous pirouettes, pausing briefly to let me admire their proud butts. "So what do you think?" as the straddled me at the counter. 

I gave each butt an approving squeeze and smiled at their reflection; "You know exactly how hot you both look; what's up?" 

They both reached down to the front of my towel and smiled back into the mirror after confirmation; "besides you; well, we've got the laundry started and we need to go grocery shopping. Is there anything else we can do for you while we're out?" Britt inquired.

"No, nothing I can think of, but I would have liked to tag along and see how many accidents you cause in these outfits." I moved my hands up around their bare waists and pulled them tighter too me, turning to give them each a kiss. "Thanks again for the nursing session this morning. I think that really did the trick. I haven't slept that soundly for awhile."

Gina giggled as they turned to leave, "Yeah, you were dead to the world when we were done with you." And as they were just about out of the door, I heard her say to Britt, "mostly dead anyway," followed by them laughing all the way out the door. 

I'd clearly missed the punch line, so I went ahead and abandoned the beard idea, shaved, and retreated to the kitchen to find something to eat. 

I'd found the last banana and had that with a glass of milk and thought briefly about going upstairs to the studio and getting some work done, but quickly thought better of it. I yawned so hard, my jaw nearly dislocated itself, so I figured this was my hint to just give up and go back to bed. I gratefully slipped in between the clean sheets and was immediately in dreamland.

** 4:00 p.m. Saturday **

Dreamland had become a much more interesting place since the girls entered my life. The gentle hand on my forehead slowly tore me away from an orgy in the back of a long black hearse. We were racing along on a half-mile oval dirt track, the fans screaming as I drove my way to the finish line atop a red-head in short shorts and turquoise boots while a long haired blonde road the face of the willing red-head. A black haired pixie, legs to short to reach the pedals, wheeled the big car sideways through the corners and a long-legged, busty brunette in tight pants and a little tube-top wielded the checked flag just as I was about to give the red-head her prize.

I opened my eyes slowly and focused on Britt,"Hi sleepyhead, "she said, bending down to give me a kiss. "Must have been quite the dream," nodding toward the tent in the sheet. I could only smile and nod; "Care to share?" she asked.

"Maybe later," I said as I pulled her into bed and we made out for a couple minutes, my hand desperately trying to dislodge the waistband of the tight leggings.

"Well, you're definitely feeling better," she said as we lay there running our fingers through each other's hair, kissing after every other word. 

"Yeah, I think I just needed the rest. I did manage to eat a little after you left."

"Well, Gina and I bought enough food for the next two weeks I think; we kind of got carried away, but it'll all keep; the freezer's full now." She gave me another kiss, "So is there anything else I can do for you?"

I'd given up trying to access her bare butt, content to play along the crease through the fabric; "No, I'm good. I'll probably try to eat something else and just take it easy the rest of the evening. Hopefully I'll have kicked this by tomorrow."

"I'm sure you will," she said as she played with my hair, "You're doing a lot better than you were this morning, so I'm sure you just had some 24 hour bug. So anyway, I can make you anything you want if you're hungry now."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 16



"Naw, I want to wait a bit, maybe a couple hours before I go to sleep for the night; that way I won't wake up hungry in the middle of the night."

"Okey-dokey; well if it's okay with you, Kate called to check up on you and then asked if maybe us girls could get together and go over some things; I'm sure it has to do with the website. I thought we'd go grab dinner and then we won't disturb you. It's been awhile since just us girls hung out and I promise we'll behave," she said with a smile.

"You don't have to worry about bothering me, but yeah, a night out with the girls would probably do you good, but you do have to promise to be good. I don't want to have to drag my dead ass out of here and go bail you girls out."

Britt laughed and her hand searched for her favorite toy, giving it a squeeze; "You don't have to worry about us when we know we have you and you," she said, squeezing once more, "to come home to."

** 6:00 p.m. – some Greek restaurant **

Britt and Gina grabbed a booth along the back wall and sprang for a nice bottle of Retsina, a Greek wine. After about twenty minutes of fending off various suitor wannabe's, Kate came in, kind of shuffling along, deep in thought.

"Hi girls," Kate said a she slid into the booth next to Gina and gave her a kiss and then basically crawled across her and the table to get to Britt, even slipping her a little tongue with the much longer kiss. "That was another little thank you for this morning," she said, as she wiggled back into her seat.

"You're welcome and thank you," Britt blushed while Gina sat between them, completely in the dark. She'd been deep asleep as Britt and Kate defiled one another on the living room couch that morning and Britt hadn't mentioned it to her. 

Britt gave Gina a quick synopsis of their Sapphic encounter before Kate went to work. "You've had a busy day haven't you?" Gina said to Britt. Britt smiled and took a sip of wine and picked up the menu, trying to be coy.

The others did the same, trying to decide what sounded appetizing as Kate asked, "So how is lover boy feeling?"

Just as Gina was about to go into the excellent home care the two of them had provided, the waiter came to take their order. They started with some hummus and pita bread to start and Kate ordered the mixed Giro while Britt opted for a Horiatiki salad (hold the onions). Gina hemmed and hawed until she finally gave up and order the fresh snapper.

That out of the way, Gina went on, describing in detail the cooling sponge bath they gave George including the 'Happy Ending,' the blow job that he got while he was dead asleep.

"You mean he didn't wake up at all, even when he came?" asked a wide-eyed Kate.

"Nope," Gina answered, taking a sip of her wine. "Not even when I swallowed his cum and sucked him dry; not a peep."

"Wow," Kate exclaimed, looking at Britt for confirmation. Britt nodded her pretty blonde head and smirked. "Poor baby must have really been out of it," Kate finished.

"Yeah," said Britt, picking up the story; "Problem was now that Gina was so horny, I had to take her to your room and screw the living daylights out of her with 'George' and she was so worked up, when she came, she squirted all over me and the bed; made a hell of a mess!"

Kate laughed at Britt's narrative;" Well now I don't feel so bad about leaving that wet spot on the bed this morning." 

All three were laughing as the waiter showed up with their meals. All situated and enjoying their selections, Britt asked; "So Kate, I take it you wanted us together to talk over the website some more?"

"Well yeah, that's part of it, but something else came up today that I wanted to talk to you about," she said as she took another bite and reflected silently.

"Well?" Britt asked inquisitively.

"Well, let me start at the beginning. It was slow at the store today, what with that radio station beach party going on down at the jetty. Anyway, it was just Johnny and me, (John being the owner of the store) and since it was slow, we naturally talked about the website and the mail-order business. Johnny's been talking to a lot of companies about selling their suits on-line and it's amazing how many little companies there are that don't want to do the on-line thing themselves or just do special order work; that kind of thing."

"Yeah," said Gina, "I saw some pictures of some of those suits and they were pretty risqué. We wouldn't have much of a market for those here."

"Well that's the great thing about the website and the internet, we would be worldwide and I know a lot of Americans would feel better buying from an American company, even if they couldn't wear it here. There are a lot of beaches in Mexico and Europe where they wouldn't look twice at a suit that would get you thrown in jail here."

"Yeah," added Britt as she was finishing off her salad, "I think there is also a market for women who would get suits just to wear in private, ya know, at their own home at the pool; that kind of thing."

"Yeah, ya know, that's the only thing I miss about the house, the nice private backyard we could sunbathe in. Anyway," Kate continued, "we started talking about what the website would look like, and well, Johnny isn't to computer savvy, so I grabbed his laptop from the office and brought it out to the front counter to see what other websites looked like." 

About this time, the waiter showed up to clear their plates and the girls opted for a little of the sweet Greek coffee to finish out the meal.

"So," Kate continued," I did a Google search and pulled up a site that was called something like South Beach or something like that. They have a pretty nice site with a pretty good selection. Anyway, about this time, two little girls, I mean, you know about 16, came in and started looking around. You could tell they were little cock-teases and they had on these skimpy suits, little g-strings with their tight little butts sticking out. I caught Johnny checking them out a couple times and if he hadn't been there, I might have hit on them. Anyway, they looked around for a bit and then left and when I came back around the counter, Johnny was fumbling with the computer, kinda frantic like." Kate gave the girls that knowing look, you know, the one with the raised eyebrow and the girls nodded in agreement.

"So what was he looking at?" Gina asked.

"Yeah," Kate laughed, "he was so busted, but I didn't let on. Anyway, I just stood there next to him and hit a couple keys and up popped the Wicked Weasel site. It was so cute to see Johnny squirm and sweat, trying to explain. I told him that this was one of the sites I was going to show him anyway, and that's when I looked down and saw his boner."

Britt nearly spewed hot coffee across the table and Gina giggled, saying "I knew he still had it in him."

"Oh yeah," Kate continued, "So I started going through the site and they have some pretty sexy models and a lot of amateurs who send in photos, some of them topless. Anyway, Johnny starts fidgeting and I can tell he's trying to get himself rearranged, and so, well...I decided to give him a hand," she said, turning crimson red.

Thankfully, she had finished her coffee as Britt's eyes grew wide, "You what?"

"I knew it would happen eventually," Gina said. "Go on..."

"Well, I just looked at him as I reached down and grabbed his cock through his pants. I thought for a minute that he might have a heart attack, but I just played it cool and kept my hand there while I scrolled through the site. Johnny never said a word, but after a bit, he did work up the nerve to put his hand on my butt."

"Jesus," Britt said, hanging on every word.

"Oh it gets better," the little one continued. "Well he was really hard and I'll admit, I was pretty fuckin' hot by now, so I decided to get a little braver. I hit the search tab again and spotted the Bikini Riot site, which I'd been on before. I don't even know if they sell swimsuits, but I knew they had a lot of nasty pictures, so I opened that up. I thought he would cum right there when the site opened and this hot brunette, who actually looked a lot like you Gina, was right there, pulling her bottom into her pussy and her big tits were just barely covered."

"Well Johnny squeezed my butt real hard and I knew I had him. I felt around and found his zipper and finally managed to pull his cock out. I'll bet I still have his finger prints on my butt, he was squeezing so hard."

"Oh fuck," Britt whispered," so what was his dick like?"

"Geez Britt," Gina exclaimed.

"What?" she responded, "like you don't want to know what his cock looked like."

"Well, yeah, okay Katie, what was his cock like?"

Kate smiled at her best friends; "Well the only other one I've ever seen is George's and well...okay, George is a whole lot bigger around and longer, but Johnny's is still nice," she defended. "I mean I can get my hand around it and it got real hard, so...it's nice. Anyway, let me finish."

"Okay, go on you little slut," Britt giggled.

"Bitch," Kate smiled, laughing; "Anyway, I started pumping his cock, like it was no big thing as I went through some pictures. Some of them had two or three girls, sometimes four and they all wore these little string numbers that didn't cover anything. There were bare pussies and tits everywhere and Johnny was really getting worked up and I could feel his dick getting hotter and my pussy was soaked by now. I wanted a little more attention so I took his hand off my ass and moved it to the front so he could feel how hot I was. He finally said my name and I looked at him and he looked scared. I was scared for a minute, but then I just told him it was okay and I slid his hand into my shorts until I felt his fingers were on my pussy. I was so fuckin' horny and he looked at me with those big brown eyes and I think he said something like, 'So smooth,' and then he tickled my clit and I just came all over his hand; I mean I came hard and he just held his hand against my pussy."

"Ah shit," Gina whispered as her right hand was obviously busy under the table.

"Fuck that's hot, what happened next; "Britt asked as her own hand wandered.

"Well I'm still shaking and holding onto the counter and Johnny's dick when an older woman walks in the front door. I ducked down, or maybe I just fell down, but anyway, I was hiding behind the counter while this woman walks up to poor Johnny and starts talking to him about joining the fuckin' Better Business Bureau. Johnny's leaning against the counter, trying to hide his dick and I'm stuck in that knee space, you know where all the wires and stuff is and Johnny's dick is right there in my face."

"You didn't," Britt exclaimed.

"I'll bet she did," chimed in a glassy-eyed Gina.

"Well, it was only the second one I'd ever seen or touched, so I figured it might as well be the second one I've sucked."

"Was the lady still there?" Britt asked.

"Yeah, that was kind of the mean part. I licked the precum off the end of his dick and he really jumped and he made some lame excuse to the lady, something about a cramp from an old war injury. I nearly laughed out loud. Anyway, she is still talking a mile a minute and I can just imagine Johnny's face, trying to look like he's really listening. He's too nice a guy to just tell her he's not interested, so I just started licking and sucking his cock; he even tried to swat at me to get me to stop, but he couldn't reach me. So, anyway, I just kept sucking and jacking him off and I was playing with his balls and I don't know how long it took, but all of a sudden he got real stiff and the next thing I knew I had a mouth full of cum."

"Didn't you swallow," Britt asked; her hand now busy under the table.

"No, I was afraid I might gag, and then it didn't taste that good, so I spit it out in some of the tissue that we wrap clothes in. I think I need to get Johnny on a pineapple-rich diet," she laughed.

"Wow," Gina said, her hand still busy, but at a slower pace; "So what happened next?"

"Well, the lady finally left, and I think we belong to the BBB now," she laughed, " and Johnny helped me up from under the counter and zipped himself back up. He held me at arm's length for a minute, just kind of staring at me, and then he hugged me and said,' you can go home now; I'll lock up,' and then he walked into the back and into the bathroom." 

She looked at both her friends and tears began to well up in her eyes and she leaned into Gina, who had abandoned any hope of getting off and hugged her friend tight. Britt slipped out of the booth and came around, so they had their little friend surrounded and the all hugged one another.

"I really fucked up, didn't I?" she sniffled.

"Oh sweetie," Britt whispered, combing her fingers through Kate's long black hair. 

"Did he seem mad or upset," Gina asked carefully.

"I don't know," she answered, wiping her eyes with a dinner napkin. "I walked around for awhile before I called you guys, thinking about it." Sniffling again, "I think...I hope that it just kind of caught him off guard and he didn't know what to think. It was a stupid thing to do and I hope he's okay, ya' know. I mean I really like the guy and he has done so much for us and I wouldn't ever do anything to hurt him or make him mad or anything. I even had myself convinced that if I told you about it, that in the end, it would all make sense and everything would be okay."

"Well baby," Britt said in a comforting, motherly tone," It's done and you can't take it back, so we'll just have to wait and see. I don't know him as well as you and Gina do, but I'm sure he's a very understanding and mature man. I'll bet you're right that you just took him by surprise. There aren't any young guys that wouldn't be surprised if a sexy young thing like you just started giving him a b.j. out of the blue and you did kind of work up to it, looking at porn and all that together."

"Yeah, you're right. What's done is done, so hopefully I won't be looking for another job tomorrow. Oh god; tomorrow; I might have to call in sick tomorrow."

"Oh no you don't," Gina said with a big grin; "he probably thinks he's such a big stud now that I'll want to blow him next. You've probably created some kind of monster and we'll be afraid to bend over to pick up anything off the floor."

Kate couldn't help but smile at Gina as she tried to take a swat at her for making fun. "Well, before you turn it down," Kate grinned, "it was a pretty nice dick," and then she busted up, laughing.

Britt caught the waiter's eye and shouted, "Hey buddy, a round of ouzo before we go!"

** 10:00 p.m. **

I felt the bed move and felt the warm body snuggle up to my back. I didn't have to guess who it was; I just instinctively knew it was Britt. She wiggled around until she was molded as closely to me as possible and began laying soft kisses on my shoulder. "Hi baby," she whispered, not wanting to wake me.

"Hi babe," I mumbled, "how was dinner?"

"It was okay; we ended up having Greek."

"Mmm..just as well I didn't go; not a big Greek fan," reaching back to run my hand over her hip.

"So, did you get anything to eat," she asked as her hand ran over my chest.

"Yeah, I grazed in the fridge a little; don't really remember what I had, then came back to bed."

Britt's gentle touch was soothing and my eyes began to get heavy once again; "Oh yeah, I almost forgot, John called."

'Oh shit,' Britt thought to herself. "So what was John calling about?" she asked, dreading the answer.

"I was half asleep, but it was a strange call. He almost didn't sound like John; said he needed some advice."

'Aw crap,' she thought. She imagined him half in the bag and calling George and blabbing about Kate licking his dick in the store. Apprehensively she asked, "So what did he need advice on?"

"Well," I said, barely staying awake as my lover continued to run her soft hand over me; "I guess it wasn't really advice so much as he wanted me to talk to Kate...." and I began to drift off.

"Shit," she said under her breath, waiting for me to continue. She heard a soft snort and realized she had rocked me to sleep, so to get my attention, her hand strayed further south until she found something to grab onto. 

I woke with a start and realized I had drifted off in mid sentence. Britt's hand around my sleeping cock brought me back to life. "Uh yeah, Kate; like I said, John sounded different, kinda like he was really happy, I don't know...maybe giddy?"

"Was he drunk?" she asked.

"No, no...Johns a teetotaler. Probably never had a drink in his life; no he sounded like a little kid, excited and happy sounding. Anyway, doesn't matter, what he called about is he asked me to talk to Kate and figure out what camera gear she needs for the website. I told him she could use anything I had, but he really wants her to have her own, so that she can be ready to shoot at a moment's notice or something like that. I don't know, I guess he figures it will be easier that way. He also said to tell you that if there is any other software, or whatever, that you need to do the site, then to go ahead and get it and he'll pay for it."

Britt let out an audile sigh of relief and pulled herself tighter to my back, grinding against my butt with her crotch. Her hand was busy and I was about three quarters stiff, but really heavy lidded and ready to get back to sleep. I reached down and place my hand on hers and said softly before entering dreamland once more; "Careful, you don't want to get cock snot on you," and then drifted off again.

Britt's eyes widened in surprise and she smiled as she kissed my back and gave me a good night squeeze, "Stinker," and then a kiss on the back of my neck and a whispered, "I love you George," and then she drifted into her own dreamland.

** Sunday Morning around 6:00 **

We hadn't move all night and our sleeping positions were 180 degrees off the norm. I usually awoke nestled against Britt's backside, morning wood tucked in between her warm butt cheeks and my right hand firmly attached to her breast, my buried in her long blonde hair. This morning, she was spooning me with her right hand where she had left it, holding my now rigid cock, her warm breath on my neck. I managed to pry her fingers off my cock and slipped into the bathroom to take a leak. I rinsed my face and gargled, realizing I felt 100% better than I had this time yesterday. I carefully slipped back into bed, reassuming our pose and placed her hand back where it belonged. She squeezed me lightly, whispering "Good morning" and then drifted back to sleep.

Sometime later, I felt the sheets moving and knew that we were about to have company. Like a couple kids crawling into bed with mom and dad, this had become somewhat of a tradition, that in the morning, everyone ended up in the same bed. It's a great way to wake up but it sure makes it difficult to get out of bed. Kate and I were soon nose to nose and Gina was snug against Britt's backside. I gave Kate a kiss on the nose; "Good morning sweetie." Kate looked for a moment as though she was going to cry and then hugged me tight and gave me a deep kiss, one that seemed like it might never end. My cock responded and Britt gave me a loving caress. 

Kate finally relinquished my lips and our eyes met and a little bit of blood trickled back into my brain. "John called me last night," I said and her eyes once more seemed ready to overflow with tears. Still in a bit of a fog along with Britt now stroking my cock purposefully, I continued," You and I are supposed to get together and figure out what camera gear you need to put together the website. John wants you to have your own equipment rather than borrow mine." 

Tears rolled down her cheeks and she delivered another kiss, much more frenzied and with plenty of tongue. Britt's hand was hard at work, and another hand, Gina's, reached across and caressed her tiny friend and me.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 17



Chapter 17

** Sunday afternoon **

After re-discovering the deck I've had all along on the roof of my warehouse/studio/house; and also discovering that screwing your best girl from behind while she waves at passing passenger jets is kind of a turn on; it was turning out to be a pretty good day.

Despite a bout with a 24 hour bug, I was just about 100% and I was ready to get back to the business of photography. We had two cars set up to shoot. My favorite was a Dodge Charger, decked out in the Richard Petty race trim. I was going to shoot my girl Britt with the Dodge, dressing her in a pair of Daisy Dukes, some turquoise cowboy boots and a little bikini top and to top it all off, a western hat like the King wears. 

The other car is a rather demonic looking Cadillac Hearse that was tricked out with some obscure flames and the like. There was no mistaking the original purpose for the vehicle, but it was now more of a hot rod than a utilitarian conveyance. Britt was really freaked out by the car and refused to even go near it, so it's a good thing the warehouse is so big. Kate however nearly creamed her panties just looking at it. The girl clearly showed her darker side and was ready to model with it, and more importantly, be fucked in it. 

Anyway, Britt and I were at the kitchen island butchering an old pair of jeans she had, fashioning the hillbilly apparel. "Well, what do you think?" as she pulled them on for the first fitting. 

'What do I think?' I asked myself, watching this bit of blonde perfection wearing nothing but a scrap of denim, doing slow turns in front of me. "I think I'm about the luckiest guy around," I said as I stopped her turn so her beautiful butt was facing me. I slipped my fingers into a couple belt loops and gave a little upward tug until just the right amount of ass cheeks were peeking out. A wedgie clearly has a different effect on a woman than it has on a man and she let out an excited little squeak. 

"Unnhh.." she moaned, disappointed, as I pulled the shorts back down onto her hips and then rolled the hem up; "I think we need to take a couple more inches off, at least here in the back," I said as I ran my fingers where her butt rose gracefully from the back of her thighs. She purred appreciatively, as I pulled the shorts down and gave each cheek a big kiss.

She attacked the shorts with scissors once more; "Ya know, if I trim off much more, I won't be wearing anything but the waist band," she laughed. With a last couple of snips, she had it done and held them up for me to see.

"Yeah, you're right, there's not much left. How about we try on the whole outfit?" I suggested.

'Okey dokey," she answered. "Let me go get a string top. What color do you think?"

"You have a dark or a royal blue, right?"

"Yep; be back in a flash," as she skipped naked into the bedroom. 

I hadn't heard the warehouse door open, so I was surprised when Gina and Kate came through the front door. "Hi lover," they exclaimed as they dropped their purses and came over to give me a hug and a kiss. Kate's was once again extra generous while Gina's hand strayed to my crotch, reminding me of her 'threat' to get even with me. 

"So, doing a little sewing," Gina inquired, nodding toward the scrap pant legs on the counter.

About then, Britt entered the room, and we were all struck stupid. My blonde bombshell stopped and turned, showing off her outfit. Finally Kate managed to utter, "Holy shit babe, you are fuckin' hot!"

"Oh yeah..." Gina agreed, running her eyes up and down her best friend's body. Her hand was back in my lap, her fingers wrapped around my awakened appendage; "George likes it too," she giggled, drawing the other's attention to my captured cock.

Britt smiled and did an exaggerated strut toward us, her hips swaying and her breasts bouncing in the tiny top. The boot's hid her shapely calves, but they accentuated her taut thighs and the hat brim led you right into her hypnotic gaze. She stopped a couple feet in front of us, me on a barstool with Kate and Gina on either side. Turning once more, Britt placed her hands on her hips and bent forward slightly. Her ass cheeks peeking out a bit more and her girlfriends each gave her an appreciative caress. 

With a couple hip gyrations, she stood back straight and turned again, cocking her hip and pulling down the brim of the hat to hide her eyes, she asked, "So you think this will work?" 

"I think that should be your official office apparel," I answered.

"Yeah," said Gina, her hand still wrapped around my cock; "and just imagine what casual Friday's would look like." 

Britt took the two additional steps it took to put her between my knees. She pushed her hat back and we shared an awkward kiss. "I think it's the perfect outfit for the car, and I'll wear this for you anytime you want, but right now, I'm starved, so how 'bout some dinner?"

"That sounds like a plan," I answered, stiff dick and all; "and I'm looking forward to a real meal."

"Well, we're glad you're feeling better baby," Britt replied, "So, Gina, let go of his cock and you girls go get changed and cleaned up, I'll change out of this outfit, and baby, you go get creative in the kitchen."

"Yes mam," we responded in kind, and went about our assigned tasks, laughing as Britt chased the girls into the bedroom.

I threw together some spaghetti with Italian sausage and a green salad. The girls changed into what had become their standard 'lounging about the house' outfits which consisted of some sort of pull-over shirt, usually one of mine and a pair of panties, or not. We gathered around the island and the topic that was at the top of everyone's mind, but no one was sure how to bring it up, was where things stood with Kate and John, the owner of the swimsuit shop that Kate and Gina worked at. 

After Kate gave John an unexpected b.j. at the front counter of the store while John conversed with a woman about the benefits of joining the Better Business Bureau, they were both at a loss for words. A phone call to me from John later that evening about getting the little one set up with some camera gear and nothing else; put Kate a little more at ease. Finally, Britt, always the shoot --from- the-hip kinda girl asked," So, what's up with 'Johnny'? Did he ask you to marry him?"

"Britt!" Kate came back, reaching across me to swat at her. "God..." she huffed, "No he didn't propose marriage; in fact we didn't say much to each other. Gina and I opened and Johnny came in a couple hours later. He acted like nothing had happened, but I think that was for Gina's sake cuz he didn't know if I'd told anyone or not." Then it dawned on her and she looked at me, questioning.

I put my hand on her knee and gave a reassuring squeeze; "I know; Britt told me. I was a little confused this morning when I told you about my conversation with John last night. He didn't hint at anything."

"Good...I guess," she continued. "Anyway, later on I went into the back to get some more bags for up front. Johnny was there and we just sort of stared at each other, then we both smiled and he reached out and hugged me. He asked me if I was okay and I told him I was fine, but I said I was worried that I had done something I shouldn't have. Well, he just laughed that goofy laugh of his and said that it certainly caught him off-guard, and he was scared to death that that woman would figure out what was going on. Then he said that he ought to take the cost of joining the BBB out of my paycheck, and then he just laughed and walked back into his office." 

We all sat there, waiting for what happened next, but Kate just went back to eating. "So that was it?" Britt asked.

"Yep," Kate replied. "I'm still not sure where we stand, but at least he's not mad or anything. He did ask if we had had the chance to figure out the camera stuff, and I said we hadn't had time yet, but I'd get to it." She took another bite of salad," I guess we'll just see how it goes. I really like the job and I'm excited to do the website and photography and all that, so I don't want to screw that up."

Gina finally chimed in, "Well I didn't get any weird vibes from him, and I know that he knows that you would have told me what happened, so I think that he is just playing it cool. He's probably thinking that he's just lucky that he got his cock sucked..."

"Knob polished," Britt interjected, not looking up from her plate.

"What?" Gina asked, glaring at Britt for interrupting.

"Never mind, go on," Britt answered, twirling spaghetti on her fork.

"Anyway, where was I; Oh yeah, he probably figures that it just happened; the stars aligned or whatever, and you decided that you'd give him a blow job. If that is it and it never happens again, then well, he got a little fantasy fulfilled and he can jack off to that memory for the rest of his life. I don't think he'll force the issue, but if you decide that you want to pursue it, I don't think you'll get much argument from him. I think it's pretty clear that that man will do anything he can for you."

The last line had Kate blushing, and she silently agreed with Gina's take on the whole thing, nodding in agreement as she played with the pasta. We sat, uncommonly quiet and finished our meal. I got up and started clearing the dishes and said," Kate, do you want to go upstairs and we'll put together that list of gear for John?"

Before Kate could answer, Britt jumped up like her seat was on fire; "Upstairs...shit, how could I forget. Girls, come see what George has been hiding from us all this time."

Boy, did I get a couple suspicious looks and I could hear the gears turning. All three vaulted toward the door and I yelled out; "Shoes!"

"Shit, that's right, shoes. Just grab some sneakers!" and they rushed into their room and were out the front door, glancing back with questions. I laughed to myself as I finished with the dishes, hearing them grunting to move the bed. I grabbed my shoes and a flashlight and headed upstairs to join the girls. They were already up on the deck and I could hear their excited chatter.

"Oh my god, look at the view!"

"Look, you can see the airport and the harbor."

"This is perfect for sunbathing and I'll bet no one could see us."

"Yeah, no one but those people on that plane," Britt said, pointing to the airliner passing by.

"Look, you can see people though the windows. Maybe they can see us."

"Oh shit," I heard Britt exclaim. "You can't see in those windows during the day."

"So?"

"Well, I was waving at a plane this afternoon, but I didn't figure they could see me."

Gina, quick to figure there was more to the story, "And?"

"Well, I was kind of flashing them while I waved," she said, stalling.

Kate started laughing and Gina, once again asked, "And?"

"And George was fucking me from behind as I leaned against the rail...right here."

Well that triggered laughter that could probably be heard downtown and I decided it was time for me to make my appearance. I stuck my head up through the hatch opening, "So what do you girls think?"

"Shit," they screamed and jumped as I evidently didn't make enough noise coming up the ladder. "George, you scared the crap out of us," Britt exclaimed, "and why didn't you tell me that the people on that jet could probably see us up here doing it this afternoon?" 

She gave me a slap on the shoulder once I had joined them at the rail; "I didn't know babe. Like I said earlier, this was only the second time I've been up here, but boy were you were right; look at this view at night." I hugged her tight to my side and kissed her cheek, whispering, "But I know they won't see us at night," running my hand up underneath her shirt, caressing her ass.

Gina borrowed the flashlight and looked around; "So George, do you think we could get some lounge chairs up here?"

"Yeah, I don't see a problem. The roof hatch is plenty big; you girls just have to be careful that you don't fall through it. In fact I think the rule should be that the door is kept closed, even if you are up here." 

They all nodded in agreement, anxious to get it set up for some serious sunbathing.

I carefully got them off the roof and we sat around the office and put the list of camera gear together for John. I was impressed at how careful Kate was to get the right equipment, not just the most expensive. After a bit, I began to run out of steam and announced that it was about time for me to get my beauty sleep. After a bit of kidding that there weren't enough hours in the day to make me beautiful, they all gave me a kiss and I ambled off to bed.

** Monday morning -- 5 a.m. **

Even though I'd slept through the biggest part of the weekend fighting a bug of some kind, I still managed to sleep like a rock through the night. I awoke, snuggled up to a warm butt with my hand cradling a soft breast. Being tactile oriented, I immediately identified my bed partner as Kate, her smaller tits being just a perfect handful. 

Kate, of all the girls was the one who had changed so dramatically in my eyes. Once shy and a little withdrawn, she had begun to unwind and revealed a more open, even wild woman. She had shown a natural talent for photography and with that, a passion for pornography. Some of her shots of the rest of us in various sexual entanglements were very erotic, if not downright dirty.

She stirred as I lightly strummed her nipple. "Mmm... good morning," she whispered as she pulled my hand closer to her. 

"Good morning," I whispered in return, nibbling on her neck. "I didn't expect to find you here this morning." It's usually my girlfriend Britt who shares my bed at night, unless there is a special occasion.

Kate turned to face me, her big brown eyes glistening; "I hope it's alright. Britt thought after the deal with Johnny and all, that I'd...well I don't really know what she was thinking. I think she's just worried about me and all and you seem to make everything seem right with all of us, so...I don't know, I'm just rambling now."

I smiled and gave her a kiss. "You're right baby, our Britt is kind of like a mother hen and she wants to make sure that everyone and everything is just right. I think that is one of the things that I love the most about her; she is so loving and giving and she seems to have an insight into what people need to make it all work. I'm very lucky to have found her and through her, I have you and Gina and I know that I will have you all in my life, in some form or fashion, for the rest of my life; and for me, that is very reassuring and I hope it is that way for you too."

Tears began to well up in her eyes and she nodded 'yes' as her lower lip began to quiver. I took her in my arms and kissed her, our tongues dueling as our hands wandered. I had her tight little ass in both hands as she ground her upper thigh against my rigid cock. 

Completely awake now, I broke free from her entanglement and worked my way down her tight, tiny frame. She ran her fingers through my hair as I took her taut nipples between my lips and nursed on each one as she worked her slick slit against my hip bone. I moved down further and played briefly with her belly button, working the tip of my tongue in the little crater. Anxious, she was now pushing on the top of my head, whispering "Lick me baby...please lick my pussy baby."

I slid between her widespread legs, running my hands up and down the inside of her thighs. I gazed down at her sweet little puss, so tight, so virginal looking; a mere slit. I worked my tongue around the perimeter, bathing her baby-smooth skin. I kissed her lips, her outer lips and then french-kissed her pussy, my tongue exploring her minora. "Oh fuck, I love you ...eat my pussy... oh god, I can feel your tongue in my pussy...fuck my pussy baby..." 

Little Kate's hips were in constant motion, trying to make as much contact with my face as she could. I let my tongue slide upward, in search of her hidden clit, that orgasmic trigger. She bucked when I found it, "fuck, fuck..." she moaned as I burrowed in and wrapped my lips around it, sucking lightly. After a few more seconds of clitoral nursing, I retreated, returning to her wanting pussy, now secreting her own nectar. I lapped at her offering, my tongue straying down to her tight pucker, now bathed in her juices. I stabbed at her nether hole with my tongue; "Jeeezuuss..." she groaned as she grabbed my hair and pulled upward, desperately trying to fuck my face. 

Ready to bring her to the end, I slathered her pussy with my flat tongue, spreading her essence about. Settling on a final assault plan, I returned to her clit; no longer hidden, but out and searching for attention. I flicked at it lightly, getting the reaction I wanted as Kate grabbed my head in both hands in an attempt to keep me stationed where I was. "Oh yeah...right there baby, right there...unh,unh,unh..." And then at T-minus one second, I slipped a finger into her pussy, hoping to find the elusive spot. "Ahhh ffffuuucccckkk......" she cried out as her body convulsed with rapture, her pussy walls fluttered on my finger and her juices flowed like water. "Oh...oh...oh..." she cried with each wave of pleasure that ran through her. 

I extracted my finger and laid my head on her quivering thigh, teasingly blowing air across her pussy lips, causing her to jump. She gently pulled at my hair, "C'mere," she whispered breathlessly, panting to catch her breath. I moved up, revisiting her navel and nipples briefly. Pulling my face to hers, she kissed me hungrily, lapping up her own juices, "Fuck you do that good."

"I enjoy my work," I kidded as I ran my hand over her young body. 

"Well, I'm going to enjoy sucking your cock," she replied as she pushed back on my shoulders until I was flat on my back. I pushed back until I was leaning against the headboard, watching her play my game, working her way with her tongue down my chest and belly until she came to the object of her affection. Smiling up at me, she took me in her hand and ran her tongue around the tip. She looked like a little girl licking an ice cream cone. Her tiny tongue probed at the hole at the tip, trying to slip just a bit inside, causing me to shiver. She smiled at me, happy to get a reaction. 

"I need this in my pussy now," she stated, taking one last slobbery plunge down the pole. Moving up, she straddled my hips and hovered above my cock, holding it in place while she ran my cock along her lips. Her eyes widened as she slipped me inside, slowly capturing my length until she was completely settled, "Fuck baby," she whimpered, "I can feel your cock all the way to here," as she placed her finger on her belly button.

I couldn't respond as I was concentrating on not cumming. Her pussy clung to my cock and I could feel her pulse, rhythmically hugging me. I slipped my hands under her thighs and lifted, ready to fuck her tight pussy. Kate put her hands on my wrists and pushed and we worked together, fucking one another. "So fuckin' big, so fuckin' big..." she mumbled, eyes closed as she concentrated on taking it all, over and over. 

Then she stopped and moaned as she lifted herself off completely. Back on her knees, she took me into her mouth once more, cleaning herself off me, lubing me up with her saliva. Now with her back to me, she straddled me again, and bending over my legs, I watched as she guided me back inside, spreading those tiny lips. Her asshole winked at me with every cycle she made. Within easy reach, I ran a slick fingertip over her rosebud, threatening to intrude. She looked at me over her shoulder, daring me to probe further. 

Smiling, I grabbed her by the hips and easily rolled her on her side with me right behind her. Snuggled up like in bed, I lifted her leg and cock in hand; I teased her, parking the slick head of my dick against her virgin asshole, pushing slightly. She gasped, not objecting, but not helping either. There was no way I was going there without an invitation, so I slid up and plunged balls deep into her pussy once more. She gasped again as a small orgasm rippled through her. "Fuck this is good..." she panted as she worked her pussy on my cock. "Fuck me baby....fuck me ...fuck me hard!"




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 17



I wasn't ready to finish up yet; I had one more thing I wanted to try. I pushed her off and got up off the bed. She glared at me, clearly pissed that I had her so close and then abandoned her. I moved up to the edge of the bed and waved my cock at her; "C'mere and suck your pussy juice off my cock," I commanded. Her eyes squinted and her nostrils flared, but she relented, moving to the edge of the mattress and taking my cock in her mouth. I put my hand on the back of head and forced her down on my cock. Kate worked until she had me in her throat, my balls resting on her chin and she looked up and smiled at me, as much as one can smile with a mouth full of cock. I flexed my cock and she gagged a bit as she released me. Thick mucus trailed from her mouth to my cock and she played with it, wrapping it around my stiffness. 

I reached around her and drug her to the edge of the bed. On her knees, I leaned down and spread her ass cheeks, kissing her pussy and her asshole. "C'mon," she moaned, face down on the mattress, "Fuck me, damn it! Make me cum on your cock!" I stood back up, stroking my cock as she stared at it, licking her lips. "Here," she pleaded as she reached back with both hands and spreading her cheeks wide. "Please fuck my pussy," reaching further back and spreading her pussy open. "Please baby, stick your cock in my cunt and fuck me till I cum all over your beautiful dick. Fuck me and fill me with your cum baby...please..." she pleaded.

I took the two steps it took to connect my raging hard-on with her gaping snatch. Our eyes locked as our sex married, her pussy literally sucking me into her steamy depths. We both groaned when were mated completely. My hands were on her hips as her hands still spread her taut cheeks. "Fuck me...fuck me hard," she demanded. My hands ran over her ass cheeks as I rammed my hardness into her tight cunt. 

"Fuck...fuck...fuck..." she chanted, face down on the bed. My hands explored her backside until my thumbs found her puckered star. I pressed down slightly, feeling her ass sucking at my thumb. "Yes...yes...yes....stick it in," she moaned, pushing upward. "Put it in my ass...finger my ass...fuck my cunt...finger my ass...ahh fuck...do it..."

I could feel her stare, wondering what was taking me so long. I felt her pussy ripple on my cock as she watched the long string of saliva stretch from my lips to her waiting ass; she shivered feeling my perfect aim. Knowing that the end was near, she buried her face in the mattress once more as my thumb made its way into her constricting ass. All I could hear was her muffled swearing, the sucking/slurping sounds of my thumb and cock plundering her holes. Sweat dripped from my forehead onto her ass as I fucked her mercilessly, her pussy now in a constant state of climax. 

Not one for a bunch of mindless chatter, I managed a choked groan as we both felt my cock swell. Our eyes locked once more as my final thrust took us both over the top. My cock delivered an enviable amount of jizz deep inside her and Kate's look of bewilderment drove me to continue fucking her, even though my poor cock couldn't take much more. Finally, her tiny frame was rocked by one final, thunderous shockwave, her eyes rolled back until only the whites shown. Still planted deep inside her convulsing pussy, I wrapped my arms around her narrow waist and held her tight until the rumblings subsided. Gently, I pushed her flat onto the covers, my cock and thumb reluctant to leave the warm confines.

I snuggled up beside her and held her as her body continued to jerk with small aftershocks. Running my fingers through her long black mane, I could feel her body begin to relax and her breathing returning to normal. She rolled onto her side to face me and I brushed the hair out of her eyes. I could tell she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to start. I kissed her softly, running my hand over her cheek; "So, was it good for you?" I asked.

Immediately laughing, she pulled me to her and kissed me hard, her tongue wrestling with mine; "You asshole," she said, still laughing, "of course it was good, it's always good and it always gets better." She ran her fingers over my chest, looking for her next words, but again, they wouldn't come.

"So what's up sweetie? Something's on your mind."

"I don't know," she said; "I mean it's really weird. Here I am, living with my two best friends, well three now," she smiled. "And I owe so much to them and to you, I mean, oh my god, you have done so much for me and I, well..."

She stalled and her eyes began to well up with tears; "Now, now," I said, trying to comfort her. "There's no reason to get all teary eyed; just go ahead and get it out, you'll feel better."

Sniffling, she managed to continue, "Okay, well here goes. I love you George."

Her tone caught me off guard, so I answered cautiously; "Well, I love you too baby," running my hand through her hair. One tear found its way down her cheek, and I wiped it away.

"I mean," she sniffled once more, "I love you, like I never want to hurt you or disappoint you. I know that you probably love Gina, like you say you love me, and that's good; I can live with that. I also know, we all know, that you and Britt are really in love, I mean the 'marry and have babies' kind of love and I am so happy for her...and for you."

"Hey," I interjected, happy she took a breath. "It's true that Britt and I have something special, at least I think we do; it's not like we've really talked about it or made any plans. Britt is one-of-a-kind, and she is super intelligent and caring and I can tell you that every day, I thank whoever or whatever got us together. Then the real bonus is you and Gina, and I hope I fit into that same category. For whatever reason, I truly believe that what we all have, and what is happening, and will happen, was meant to be." 

"I have no idea," I continued, "what may happen when you girls go back to school, or when you graduate, and there's not much I can do about it. I can have my dreams, or fantasies and I can hope they come true, but in reality, I don't have much say in the matter, so I guess I have to be okay with it. I guess that way, I can't be too hurt if it doesn't work the way I want it to. Does that make any sense?"

Kate stared down at her finger, doing little circles on my chest, digesting what I had just rambled on about. "Yeah, I guess it does," she said. "I have strayed so far from the way I was brought up since I came out here, but every so often, I guess a little guilt leaks in and I start to second guess myself."

A little more at ease now, she pulled herself up to me and gave me another lingering kiss as her hand strayed down to my sticky joint. "I hope you know what you mean to me, and that when I say that I love you, I really mean it and I don't ever want to do anything that will jeopardize that, so the thing with John..."

"Oh baby," I said, somewhat surprised, "is that what all this is about? About you and John and...well the lady with the BBB?"

"George," she exclaimed, squeezing the little guy, who I forgot she had a hold on; "don't make fun, but yeah, I guess so. I'm not sure why I did it, but I really like Johnny and I worry about him, living alone and all; and when it happened, well, it just happened. And then afterwards, I starting feeling all guilty about it, I mean guilty from every direction possible. Although I'm sure Johnny liked it, I don't want to lead him on, or anything. I think we're okay now, but at the time, I was really worried. But more so, I was really feeling like maybe I had wronged you. God knows I know that we aren't exclusive or anything like that, but you were my first and I live with you and you do so much for me; I don't know, I just felt like a bit of a shit I guess."

"Okay," I said, relieved that I finally had a handle on what this was all about; "here it is; let's see if I can put this into words and not get myself into trouble. I love you, I love Gina and I love Britt and I would do anything within my power for any of you. If I wanted kids and a family and we all agreed to it, I'd gladly knock-up all of you and we'd live as one big family." Kate smiled and I continued, "That being said, I'm also a realist and I would bet that at some point along the way, you and Gina...hopefully not Britt...will meet somebody and fall madly in love and want to start your own life together. I'll be extremely sad and probably fall into a deep depression, but through years of therapy, I'll probably get over it."

Kate looked at me with bug eyes and disbelief, "I'm kidding, I'm kidding, I'll be sad, but I'll get over it; in fact, I'll be happy for you. But until then I kind of like the way things are going and I want you girls to enjoy this time in your life and learn from it. I think we all love each other and respect each other enough to not have to worry so much about the others feelings; that'll just come naturally. But young lady..." and I said it in such a way that it gave her a start; "If I find out that you're giving free blowjobs to just anyone on a street corner somewhere, I will be very disappointed and will probably have to turn you over my knee and spank you."

Her eyes bulged and then she broke out laughing, trying to tickle me. We wrestled on the bed until Britt and Gina burst into the room to see what all the commotion was about. It was now a free-for all, with groping and grabbing, kissing and licking. Kate let out a scream that brought everything to a halt; Gina had found Kate's previously well-used pussy and was energetically sucking up our collective juices. "Ah shit," Kate squealed as Gina's obviously talented tongue had found its mark. 

"Let me help," Britt shouted as she dove in between Kate's spread legs, the little one screaming in delight. I took the opportunity to sneak off and take a shower and get ready for work. 

It was all quiet when I stepped out of the shower. I dried off and did the usual routine before stepping back into the bedroom. It was quiet because they were all bundled up and fast asleep, all with little smiles on their faces. I quietly got dressed, tempted fate by leaning over them and placing kisses on all their foreheads and slipped quietly out of the room.

** Around 10:00 a.m. Monday morning **

For a Monday, everything was going along swimmingly, if you can call all-fucked-up, swimmingly. Actually, most Mondays were predictably unpredictable, so...what the hell, you just go with it. I'd had the foresight to plug the Bluetooth in my ear when I left this morning and uncharacteristically, it was actually working pretty well; it rang in my ear.

"Good morning, this is George."

"Well good morning stud, "my blonde paramour replied.

"Good morning lover, "I said, happy to hear her voice. "Sorry you only got a good morning kiss on the forehead this morning, but you all looked pretty comfy, so I didn't want to disturb you."

"That's okay, "she replied, her tone changing ever so slightly; "So I hear the plan is to knock us all up, keep us barefoot and pregnant and have us wait on you hand and foot for the rest of our lives, is that it?"

Thankfully, I'd finally caught onto the sarcastic tone she used at times like this; "Yeah, I got to thinkin' about it and it just kinda makes sense. I mean three women to keep me happy, and if ya'll get too horny and a pain in the ass, you can just take care of each other; so what could be more perfect?"

"Yeah buster," she laughed, "You hold onto that little fantasy of yours. Anyway, why I'm calling is to thank you again for being who you are. Kate kind of gave us a Cliff's Notes version of what you said to her, and Gina and I both started blubbering. So thank you again for everything. I love you so much; we all love you," she sniffled. "Okay, shit, I'm crying again; hang on."

I could hear her blowing her nose and now she had me tearing up. "Okay, there, I'm back. Anyway, back to business; I got a call from the redhead.."

"Oh, Becky called?" I asked, remembering the cute cowgirl with from the western wear store.

"Settle down there pardner," she replied in a pretty good Texas accent; "The shy redhead, Melissa; you remember, the one with the boyfriend overseas."

"Oh yeah, the one who wants to do the boudoir shots to remind him of what's waiting for him at home."

"Yeah," she laughed, "I guess you could put it that way. Anyway, she called again and said that she tried again to do the shots herself in the mirror and with the self-timer, but she still wasn't happy with the results. She admitted that she saw some pics that a friend had done for her boyfriend and they were obviously professionally done and that's the look that she wants. Anyway, she still wants to do them, but she admits that she is really shy and asked if we had a woman photographer. I told her that that might be a possibility and that I could give her a call back. So what do you think about letting Kate shoot them? I know Kate would love the chance and would do it just for the experience, so if by chance they don't come out, all we've lost is a little time."

"Yeah," I answered, "That would be fine, as long as you told, was Melissa her name? As long as Melissa understands that this is Kate's first shoot and if she doesn't like them, that's just the way it is and she can't start griping about the time it took and that kind of crap."

"Gotcha, if she wants a female photographer, Kate is who we have and if she's willing to take the time, as Kate is, then it's a deal. I'll quote the standard print prices."

"Sounds good," I said. "I'll let you work out the schedule and I'll try to be somewhere else while it's going on."

Britt laughed, "I don't think you have to vacate the premises, you just can't hang around leering at the model."

"Yeah okay," I chuckled, "I have you three to leer at all I want, so what the hell. Alright lover, well you go ahead and set it up. Oh yeah, and I forgot to tell you, but my buddy Chuck may be able to sneak by this afternoon and put in the operator for the big door. Are you going to be around?"

"Shit yes," she said. "If it means we don't have to cuss that door any more, I'll definitely be here."

"Okay," laughing, "I'll double check with Chuck and if he can't make it, I'll call you back. If you don't hear from me, then expect him after lunch, okay?"

"Sounds like a plan. Okay baby, I love you so much and if I don't talk to you later, I'll see you tonight."

"Okay baby, love you too."

** Around 4:00 p.m. **

I pulled the truck up to the warehouse door and got out to open it. I spun the key in the lock, grabbed the handle and pulled. "Hoy shit," I exclaimed as my feet went out of under me and I think I dislocated my shoulder...the god damn door didn't budge! Then it dawned on me; Chuck was going to put the new operator on it today and that would effectively lock the door in place. Then another revelation; 'Crap; what if the power goes out? Now I've got to put a pedestrian door in, so that I can at least get in the building to disengage the operator and manually open the door.' I'm mumbling to myself about having my head up my ass lately as I call Britt to let me in.

"Red Brick Photography, Britt speaking."

"Hi babe, hey could you let me in. I forgot about Chuck installing the operator and I think I dislocated my shoulder trying to get the fucking thing open."

"Oh baby, I'm sorry, I should have called to tell you to honk when you got home. Hang on, I've got to run downstairs and get the remote," and then she hung up.

I gingerly hoisted myself back up into the truck and soon heard the whirring of the operator and watched as the behemoth door seemed to magically open. I pulled inside and was met by my girl as I pulled up. I grimaced as I slid out of the truck. "Oh you poor baby, you really did do a number on your shoulder. Here, let's get you inside and we'll check it out."

Britt opened the front door and sat me down on a bar stool. "Here, let's get your shirt off and we'll see if you really did dislocate it." 

"It's actually feeling better than right after I did it," I said as she gently worked the shirt off; I was glad I wore a button-down shirt today. Britt ran her soft hands around my shoulder and slowly moved my arm. "You've done this before?" I asked.

"Yeah, along with being a cheerleader in high school, I also helped out with some of the training and I saw more than a couple dislocated shoulders. Yours feels fine, everything's where it is suppose to be; I think you just strained it, maybe pulled a muscle. Some ice and some Advil and you'll be good to go."

"Thanks babe, I don't know what I'd do without you," offering her a kiss for services rendered. About then, we heard the grinding of gears and the screeching of brakes and we both braced for the impending crash; thankfully we were spared that.

"Kate's home," we said in unison, cracking up.

"Good thing I left the door open," Britt said, sneaking another kiss, "or I'd have had another patient."

Kate flew through the door and spotted me sitting bare-chested. "Hi lover," she said, approaching at mach speed. I braced for impact and turned to protect my shoulder.

"Watch out Katie," Britt warned from the other side of the kitchen; "George hurt his shoulder."

Like a jet fighter catching the cable on an aircraft carrier, she came to a screeching halt, barely bumping into my good shoulder. Her eyes grew big as she waited to hear me cry out in pain. "No harm babe," I said, 'it's the other shoulder,' nodding to my right.

"Oh good," she said, letting out a deep breath. "No I mean not good; just good that I didn't make it worse; what happened?"

Britt laughed at her friend as she placed a bag of ice on my shoulder; "well it's kind of my fault. George had the operator put on the door today and forgot about it, so when he tried to open it, he pulled a muscle."

Kate's eyes lit up; "You put an operator on the big door? We don't have to open and close it by hand anymore? Oh god, thank you baby," she said and went to give me a big hug, pulling up short once again. "Sorry," she said, blushing. "I'm just so glad not to have to fight that door anymore."

"I don't know," said Britt, well out of Kate's short reach, "I'm gonna miss watching you dig in to get that thing moving. It was kind of inspirational somehow," she laughed.

"Ha ha," Kate mocked, taking a futile swing at her friend. "But thank you lover," she said as she sat on my lap, putting her arm over my good shoulder; "it's just like Christmas," giving me a big kiss. "Oh speaking of Christmas, Johnny ordered my camera gear today and it'll be here day after tomorrow."

"So everything's okay with you two," I asked as I snuck a hand under her blouse and ran it over her soft belly. 

"Yeah, we're fine," she cooed as she wiggled in my lap. "I think Gina probably has it right, that he figures it was just a spur of the moment event and doesn't really expect anything to come of it. We've always kind of teased him anyway, kind of made a game out of it and he seems fine with it. Actually, I kind of get off thinking about him jerking off in the bathroom there after we've flashed our butts at him, or something like that."

"Oh," I said, tickling at her," so you're just a little tease, huh? 

The little one squealed and giggled, but didn't make much of an effort to get away. After a couple painful rebounds off my bum shoulder, I retreated and she made her escape. About the same time, Gina came through the door.

"Hi guys," she smiled as she threw her purse on the counter. "Nice door operator baby," she said to me, giving me a quick kiss; "But what are we gonna do if the power goes out and we're not here; how do we get in?" She gave me a wise-ass kinda smile as she turned to go to fridge, "Get you a beer or anything?"

"A beer thanks, smarty-pants. Yeah, I thought of that just as I tried to pull my arm out its socket a few minutes ago. I guess I'll be putting in a pedestrian door."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 17



"Oh I'm sorry lover," she said, handing me my beer. "You've really had a run of bad luck lately. First the flu, now this," and she took her place on my lap and gave me a tongue-enhanced kiss. "Maybe we should just get you safely tucked into bed and I'll make sure nothing else hurts you." Gina laid another kiss on me, while pulling my hand up underneath her shirt to her D-cups. She writhed in my lap as we kissed and I tweaked her nipple. 

She finally let me up for air and Britt said from the kitchen, "Jeez girl, give the guy a break. Here," she continued, "Here are remotes for everyone's car and I sweet talked Chuck into a couple more, one for here in the house and one for the office. There is also a button inside the door. He said if we want one, he can order us a keypad for outside." 

The girls grabbed their remotes and I asked them to go ahead and throw mine in my truck. "Thanks again George," they said in harmony as they headed back out to their cars. Britt grabbed a remote and pushed the button and smiled as we heard the big door rolling shut. 

The girls came back in and laid another couple kisses on me; "Do you need another beer?"Kate inquired.

"No thanks," I said, standing up and gingerly moving my arm and shoulder, testing it. "I think what I need is a long hot shower."

"That sounds like a good idea," Britt said, as she took my hand and led me toward the bedroom. Looking over her shoulder, she added, "Well what are you waiting for? I think we could all use a relaxing shower."

A giggling parade, shedding clothing and shoes in its wake made it to the huge walk-in shower. Soon the stars shined and the rain fell from the custom shower ceiling. Sharing the shower has become a favorite event here and I can tell you that being outnumbered 3 to 1 is my idea of a wet dream, asleep or not. As all three girls were lovers, and had been long before I met them, there was the occasional odd moment when I found myself alone. The moaning and cooing and the odd squeal of surprise bounced off the tile walls as the three played in the center of the storm. Various hands and heads between various pairs of legs made for pleasurable viewing and I was content to lean against one wall and stroke myself slowly and enjoy the show. 

Britt caught my eye as she stood captured by Gina, who stood behind her, raining kisses on her exposed neck and ear, her hands mauling the blonde's firm breasts. Meanwhile, Kate was kneeling on the floor, her face buried in Britt's sex, held captive by her lover's hands pulling her inward. Britt's stare grew wide as the girls combined efforts triggered her release. A nonsensical muttering emanated from deep within her as her body quaked. Britt's stare was replaced by Gina's as she glanced down at the stiff cock in my hand and licked her lips, holding our lover upright as her orgasm slowly receded. 

Britt's gaze returned as the inner rumblings slowed. She too stared at my cock hungrily as she pulled Kate to her feet and thanked her with a deep kiss, tasting herself on her lover's tongue. Turning Kate to face me, all three now zeroed in on my anxious dick. They surrounded me, pinning me to the wall as they took turns kissing each other and me, their hands pushing mine aside, six hands caressing me as the made a choreographed descent down my chest, over my belly, until all three knelt at my feet. Three beautiful pairs of eyes looked up at me as their shared tongues and hands had me at my limit; any stiffer and something would surely break. From one mouth to another, one on my cock, one or two suckling my balls, they worked me until we all sensed the impending eruption. A sly grin broke out on them all as they each wrapped a hand around my cock and began stroking, coaxing my cum to the surface.

"Give it up lover," Britt smiled up at me as she set the pace.

"Yeah baby," panted little Kate as she stared intently at the head of my cock. "I want to feel your cum all over my face;" an obvious nod to her penchant for porn movies.

Not to be left out, Gina stared at me and then glanced over at Britt and back at me and whispered throatily; "Yeah stud, shoot that cock snot on us so we can all share."

"Ah shit," I bellowed, wanting to laugh, but my cock had its own agenda and the girls shrieked in delight as they tussled with my spewing member, like kids playing with a garden hose. My cock was more than generous, liberally coating all three beautiful faces, cum dripping off their noses and running down their cheeks. More moaning and kissing and licking ensued as they cleaned me and each other, taking turns taking one last draw on my spent cock, making sure I had given up the entire load. I was thankful to be leaning against the wall. 

Satisfied with a job well done, they all crawled back upright and we shared kisses until we were all kissed out. They led me out of the shower and we dried each other just enough and then fell exhausted onto the bed, wrapped in each other's arms.

** Around 6 p.m. **

I woke up looking up at the ceiling through a dark haze. I quickly realized that my vision was impaired by the damp brunette tresses of our resident Amazon. Gina's head rested on my shoulder, her luscious body laying half across me, our legs entwined. I could hear hair dryers and female tittering coming from the adjacent bathroom. I tried to stretch and I instinctively reached down and grabbed the conveniently placed ass cheek and gave it a loving squeeze. I was rewarded with a little groan and kiss on the shoulder. 

The room suddenly grew silent as the hair dryers were switched off and I could hear Gina's soft breathing. I gave her butt another little caress and whispered, "Should we get up now?"

"Shh.." she whispered as she heard the girls heading our way; "pretend you're still asleep."

Quite comfortable in my current position, I played along, my hand still on her butt, my eyes closed.

"They're still asleep," I heard Kate whisper; "Should we wake them?"

"Naw," Britt whispered back: "let them sleep a little longer. You and I can scratch up something for dinner. I'm sure they'll wake up soon."

I heard a dresser drawer open and knew they were raiding my t-shirt drawer again. My cock twitched when I envisioned them drawing my shirts over their supple frames. Gina gave me a little nip in response to mine and I somehow managed to maintain the illusion.

Their voices faded as they headed to the kitchen. I swept Gina's hair off my face and turned my head toward her. She smiled and then we kissed, long and hard. Her hand found my rested cock and held it softly. "Thanks for staying," she said, her eyes sparkling. "I wasn't ready to get up yet and I just wanted a little alone time with you; is that okay?"

"Of course it is," I said, drawing her closer, my grip on her ass re-asserted. We kissed some more; long, soft kisses. "I wasn't ready to get up either," I said between kisses; "I'm way to comfortable here."

"I'm glad," she said, kissing me some more, her hand caressing my now-nearly --stiff cock. 

Unspeaking, we continued to make out, nothing frantic, just passionate; and we soon found ourselves coupled, me on top, her long legs wrapped around me. Gina drew her long nails up my sides, spurring me along as I set a deep, slow pace. 

"Umm..." she moaned as she nibbled on my ear lobe; "I love to feel your cock in my pussy...It's perfect and hits all the right places...Grab my ass baby...Fuck my sweet pussy till I cum on your big cock..."

Having pretty well exhausted my reserves in the shower, I was nowhere near ready to make another deposit, so I concentrated on giving Gina what she wanted. I reached down and under her and grabbed a firm cheek in each hand and reset the pace. It was my turn to nibble on her ear as I fucked her slick snatch. 

"Fuck..." I groaned into her ear," Your fuckin' pussy is so tight babe," squeezing her ass cheeks harder, her pussy squeezing back. "Aww fuck Gina..." as she tried to strangle my cock. Determined to make her cum, I stepped up the pace, lifting my ass up and driving my cock as deep as I could reach.

"Oh Jesus," she stuttered, digging her nails into my ribs, her legs hooked under my ass, pulling me in as deep as was bodily possible. "I'm cumming George...oh fuck, I'm gonna cum all over your big, beautiful fucking cock...Ahh fuck...don't stop, don't stop...ahhhhh!" and then biting my shoulder to muffle her scream.

Her pussy convulsed, her inner walls rippling up and down my length and I just kept a nice even pace, triggering orgasm after orgasm. After what seemed like a five minute climax, she breathlessly begged me to stop. I relented, pushing myself up and slowly let her spent pussy push me out into the cold. I eased over to her side and lay beside her as she panted, her breasts rising and falling, as she struggled to get her breath back. I lay on my side and ran a curious finger up and down her torso, stalling at the top of her heaving breast to poke at her distended nipple. That one little poke caused her to quake once more and she grabbed my hand; "Behave," she chastised me and slid my hand down to rest on her taut belly.

Her strength regained, Gina rolled over on her side to face me, nose to nose. She kissed me lightly and her big brown eyes latched onto mine. "Thank you seems like a silly thing to say, but thank you," quickly followed by a longer kiss.

I brushed the hair from her eyes, "You're welcome...anytime."

She smiled and gave me another kiss and then rolled onto her other side. Reaching back, she pulled me to her and we snuggled, dropping off to sleep once more.

** Heaven knows how much later **

"Wake up you sleepy-heads," the busty blonde angel in my dreams sang. Soft hands ran up and down my backside, gently rousing me from my slumber.

"Go away," I heard Gina grumble as she pulled my hand tighter to her breast and wiggled her ass on my sticky cock, trying to draw me nearer.

"C'mon guys," I heard the little one's voice in my ear behind me. It was Kate who was running her small soft hand over my backside, lingering on my ass. "You need to get up before it's time to go back to bed. We made dinner..." she said with a promising lilt.

"Come on girl," I said, giving Gina one last hug and a squeeze. "They're not going to leave us alone until we get up."

"Oh, all right," she groused as she let go of my hand and thrust her butt back, like she was trying to buck me off.

I laughed as I backed off as far as Kate's proximity would allow and gave Gina a little swat on the butt.

"Hey," she cried out and rolled onto her back as she took a half-hearted swing at me, making contact with my half-hard cock.

"Ow," I responded in mock pain and surprise, my hand covering my 'wounded' cock, protecting it from further assault.

"Oh baby," the concerned chorus rang out as they huddled around me, concerned that their favorite toy may have come to harm.

"I'm okay, I'm okay," I assured them, now a little embarrassed by all the worried faces. "She barely winged me," I smiled; "I didn't think she could move that quickly," laughing, trying to get them to forget about it.

I was now sitting upright and Gina was behind me, her d-cups, stiff nipples and all, pressed into my back. "I'm sorry baby," she whispered into my ear as she ran the tip of her tongue around it. "I just reacted and I certainly wouldn't try to hit you there," her hands sliding down my belly. She was intercepted by two other hands; Britt's and Kate's stood guard. Britt's hand snaked its way under mine and she gave me a look as she felt the sticky coating covering my coveted cock. I quickly turned to Kate and said, "So what this about dinner?"

Britt gave me a loving squeeze and a kiss on the cheek and we stumbled off the bed. Gina and I grabbed something to wear; another t-shirt was absconded from my drawer and I opted for a pair of Scooby-Do boxers that had mysteriously appeared in my drawer. All three giggled as they took note of my apparel.

Kate and Britt had put together a big Cobb salad and we all pretty well behaved as we ate, just talking about this and that. Kate was obviously excited about the new camera gear and Britt brought up the possible shooting schedule for the two cars sitting in the warehouse.

"So baby," she asked me, running her bare foot up and down my calf under the bar, "When do you want to shoot me and my 'Dukes' with the Dodge?" 

I tried to be all nonchalant, picking away at my salad as her foot strayed higher. "Well," I answered as I brought my knees together, capturing her wandering foot; "it looks like I have a pretty busy work week, so we'll probably have to shoot it one evening after I get home."

"Oh...Oh!" Kate chimed in as Britt tried to wiggle her foot free, "Can you wait until I get my camera and I can shoot 'the other' calendar shots and make sure my camera works okay?" Kate was referring to the X-rated pics we started taking when we began the calendar project. They were originally intended just for Britt and my viewing, but that plan was in the wind before it even started. We did a couple with the help of a remote trigger for the camera, but on the last shoot, Kate was more than willing and able to take on the photographer role. 

"Hey," Gina interjected, "when do I get a turn at playing pornographer? I think I did a pretty good job when I took those shots in the bedroom a while back."

That triggered a debate amongst the three that I really didn't want a part of, so I managed to slide off my stool and gathered up the dishes and did the clean-up while they bantered back and forth. The discussion quickly faded from the upcoming shoot to the store website they would all be involved in and I gladly eased into the living room and turned on the TV and searched aimlessly for something to watch.

Finally settling on a re-run of Firefly, I was in typical 'guy mode', engrossed in the tube and nothing else around me. I had a crush on Inara, the courtesan that resided on the ship, and was thoroughly into the show when the trio burst into the room, bringing me back to earth with a crash.

"Whatcha' watchin'" Britt queried as she sidled up on my left, tucking her legs under her.

"Oh, she's cute," quipped Gina as she took her seat on my right, tucking her long legs under her sweet butt.

"So what's the show about," asked Kate as she sat on the floor and spread my legs apart enough to sit between them with her back against the couch. She threw her long hair back onto my lap; I could have used it as a blanket. 

I tried to explain the show to them as the three of us on the couch absentmindedly portioned up the little one's long black tresses and combed it through our fingers. Britt and Gina had their heads on my shoulder as Kate playfully tickled at my bare feet, but not enough to be real annoying. The show ended and another episode was about to start; evidently it was a Firefly marathon, but I felt like I had already run my marathon, so I begged off and extracted myself from the couch, giving each of them a long good-night kiss. 

I wandered into the bathroom, brushed my teeth, ran a quick washcloth over my privates and then crawled under the rumpled sheets which smelled delightfully of all three of my girls. Not a single sheep made it over the fence before I was lost in dreamland. 

** Early Tuesday Morning **

Lately, my standard waking position has been spooning a soft female form, my morning wood situated comfortably between her ass cheeks and one hand cupping a firm breast. This morning, my front side was cold except for a gentle hand holding my junk and long hair draped across my face. A muffled snore told me that Britt had taken back her place in my bed. She moaned and groused as I pried her fingers off my piss-hard-on and slipped out of bed and into the bedroom. A glance at the clock said 4:00 a.m. and it was my turn to grumble, knowing that I wouldn't get back to sleep before it was time to get up at five. 

Back in bed, Britt had thrashed around and managed to kick off the blanket and sheet and had claimed the entire bed, flat on her back in the middle, snoring lightly. There isn't a man alive, and not a woman in this house, who would not appreciate the sight that lay before me. Long toned legs and the perfect torso with a flat tummy; and perfect c-cup breasts. Her long blonde hair fanned out over the pillows and her beautiful face smiled as though she was enjoying a dream. 

I had gone to sleep last night with a little guilt actually, having screwed the daylights out of Kate in the morning, came home to a mind-blowing cock sucking by all three of the girls and to top it off, a covert dalliance with Gina. Britt was generous to the extreme and nothing made her happier than seeing her friends happy; she would always put her friend's needs before hers. I worried that I hadn't given my number one girl the attention she deserved, so staring down at her perfect pussy, I decided that what my lover needed was to have her pussy eaten, here and now.

Carefully, I crawled up beside her on the bed, pushing her legs apart gently until I had room to work. I leaned over and gently kissed around her slit, anointing her mons with little pecks. She squirmed slightly, conveniently stretching one leg outward, affording me an easier approach. My lips moved to her sex, lightly kissing her outer lips, beckoning her inner lips out to play. Another squirm accompanied a light moan as I slipped my tongue beneath the surface, teasing her slit. I continued to probe with my stiffened tongue while one hand gently ran over the inside of her thighs.

Still asleep, living an erotic dream, Britt's hips rocked as I was now in full pussy-eating mode. I'd managed to slip under one leg and was comfortably planted between her toned thighs, face to face with my favorite pussy. I lapped hungrily at her wet snatch, my tongue retrieving juices from deep within. Her clit peeked out, curious as to the goings on, and I gently took it between my lips and sucked gently. 

As hard a sleeper as she is, even my blonde lover could not sleep through my oral assault and she soon had her long fingers wrapped in the hair on my head and was pulling me tight to her pussy. "Mmm..." she moaned as she threw her other leg on my shoulder, effectively placing me in a head lock, my face firmly planted in her pussy. I probed deep with my tongue as my nose slid around her slick clit. I managed to work one hand underneath me and tickled her ass as my other hand made its way up her side in search of a stiff nipple to play with.

Always priding myself as a multi-tasker, I ate hungrily at her writhing pussy as I held on tightly to her left breast, my fingers tweaking her excited nipple. She groaned deeply as my right index finger found its way to her wet puckered asshole. "Unnhh..." she grunted as I slipped my finger in to the first knuckle while I drew her clit in with a kiss. "Aww fuck I love you, goddamnit," she growled. Pulling my hair harder she commanded; "Ahhh baby, eat my pussy baby.....Ohhh god..." she cried as her body rocked back and forth. "Fuck, fuck, fuck...fuck my ass...finger my ass baby..." 

I was now french-kissing her pussy, my tongue playing deep inside her cunt, my lips wrapped around her pussy, sucking mightily. "Ffffuuuuukkkkk...." She stuttered as my finger was now fully inside her ass and playing footsie with my tongue in her pussy, separated by a thin wall. "FUCK...OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK..." she wailed as her body clinched and then exploded. Her pussy spasmed around my tongue and her ass sucked at my finger as my mouth was flooded with her juices. I had no option but to stay put as her thighs threatened to crack my head like a walnut and I rode out her climax. 

Slowly, she regained control of her own body and relaxed. Her legs slid off my shoulders, releasing me from her clinch and I cleaned up my mess, licking about her pussy as she purred and ran her fingers through my hair. I slowly backed my finger out of her tight ass, making a little popping sound that made her giggle and groan at the same time.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 18



** Tuesday Evening **

Britt and I had just fooled around a bit upstairs in the office/studio and I was ready for round two, but we were interrupted by Gina and Kate roaring into the warehouse, ready to put the day behind them and wondering what we had planned for dinner. Up to now, meals and such were sort of hit and miss. Whoever got to it first or felt inclined to cook went ahead and just did it. Not to brag or anything, but I'm probably the best cook in the house and the girls always gush over about the meals I make. I'm pretty sure they're sincere, but sometimes I think they just like being waited on. The one rule we do have that sort of balances this all out is that those who didn't cook get to clean up afterwards. 

Britt and I ambled downstairs and found the girls sprawled out on the couch in the living room, each sipping on a glass of wine. They both looked as though they'd put in a proper days work and I leaned in to each of them and gave them each a welcome-home kiss. "Looks like you guys got a work-out today."

"I'll say," little Kate moaned as she rotated her neck, trying to work out the kinks. "Johnny screwed up a bit and we have a butt-load of inventory showing up."

"Yeah," chimed in Gina, the brunette Amazon; "he's a little ahead of the game. Most of this stuff is for internet sales and I didn't think we were going to stock most of it anyway; you know, just order it as needed, but somehow things got a little screwed up. Poor John is pulling out what hair he has left trying to get it straightened out."

"Yeah, the poor baby," Kate added, "he's a sweet guy, but I think the business end of it sort of eludes him. Along with getting the website up and running, I get the feeling that more and more of the business end, you know, ordering and such, is going to land on our shoulders."

"Well," I said as I moved over to the fridge to get a glass of Britt's ice tea, "I guess that's something you guys need to think about because the next semester isn't that far off and you'll have less time to devote to the store." I poured a tall glass and continued, "Didn't you guys mention that John was thinking that the internet sales may be the way to go and that the physical store might not even make sense in the long run."

"Yeah," answered Kate, "I think the store is physically draining on Johnny, even with our help, so the idea of just taking orders and sending them out is a little more appealing. And the mortgage payments and insurance and all that down by the beach is insane. We have to sell a ttruck-¬load of merchandise to just break even."

"John's a bright guy and with you girls to help out, I'm sure it'll all work out in the end. So, should I see what I can rustle up for dinner?" I asked.

"We thought you'd never take the hint," Gina responded with a laugh.

"Yeah," I smiled, "you just better hope that I'm not inclined to make a helluva mess for you to clean up."

"Oh well, if that's the case," Gina said as she got up from the couch, stretching her long lean frame, "maybe I'll just have a bowl of cereal; how 'bout you Katie?" she laughed.

"You know, I'm so beat, that may be all I have the strength to chew. Serve me up a bowl sister," as the little one drug herself out of the confines of the couch.

I glanced over at Britt to ascertain whether or not I had dodged kitchen duties for the night or not. 

"No way baby," she said, "that was a nice appetizer you gave me upstairs, but I'm still hungry, so get your sweet ass into the kitchen and see what you can whip up. It won't be the first mess of yours that I've cleaned up today," she winked and then busted up laughing at herself. Kate and Gina just looked on and shook their heads in mild disbelief and went back to pouring out a couple bowls of corn flakes.

I managed to keep the mess under control and made a meal that satisfied my princess. Kate and Gina barely made it through their cereal without ending up face first in their bowls. A hard day's work and a glass of wine pretty well did them in. They managed to put their dishes in the sink, gather a couple of good night kisses and they were done for the day. Britt and I finished our dinner in relative silence, washed the dishes and then settled onto the couch to watch a couple re-runs. Before long, we were both nodding and gave up and headed toward the bedroom. 

I needed a shower and Britt had decided early on that I was incapable of giving myself a bath, so she joined me and we lovingly washed each other, paying particularly close attention to certain body parts. Washing and rinsing her hair has become one of my favorite things to do; running my fingers through her long slick hair; massaging her scalp is both relaxing and erotic. I turned her away from me and she put her hands against the wall as I stood behind her and rinsed her hair, massaging her back. As natural as can be, we were soon slowly making love, my cock sliding into her wet slit as I held her hair like the reins of a horse. Unhurried, we rode until we were both spent. 

** Early Wednesday morning **

Neither of us remembers leaving the shower, toweling off, or crawling into bed. I awoke nestled to her backside, but my face was cushioned by a damp towel instead of her lustrous blonde hair. 

"Mmm...morning lover," she cooed as she wiggled her butt against my morning wood. 

"Morning baby," I replied, squeezing a firm breast and nuzzling under the towel until I found a neck to nibble on. She giggled and squirmed as I played. "So what's on for today?" I asked, running my hand over her firm belly and back to her tits.

"Well," she replied as she reached back and grabbed my hip to pull me tighter to her butt, "I assume I'll hear from Melissa about whether or not she wants to go ahead with the shoot with Kate, and we really should try and get the Dodge shot so we can at least get that car out of here. I'm still going to leave it to you and Kate to figure out what to do with the hearse. It just gives me the willies."

I rolled Britt over until we were face to face and gave her a soft kiss. "I'm sorry the car upsets you baby, but you know the real shame?"

Her brow furrowed as she tried to come up with the answer; "What's that?"

I ducked down for a minute to suckle on a nipple and then replied, "Well we won't have a complete personal calendar if we don't have a shot of you and I making love where the casket usually rides."

"Oh Jesus," she groaned, taking a swat at my shoulder. "There is no way I'm getting in that thing unless I'm already dead. Maybe I'll Photoshop us in the back, or better yet, you can fuck Kate in that thing and I'll just Photoshop my head onto her body." Britt laughed out loud at the notion and then added, "Oh, and Gina will have to shoot it, so that will make her happy, and I can just stay in here and get myself off on a dirty movie or something." She laughed again; the biggest fan of her own jokes.

I laughed along with her and took her in my arms and we made out until it was time for me to get up and head off to work. 

** About mid-morning **

The Bluetooth rang in my ear as I pulled away from the jobsite, "This is George," I answered.

"Hi lover," came Britt's sing-songie reply. "So how's your day looking?"

"So far, so good;" I answered, "how about yours?"

"Well, I haven't been off the phone much so far. I got a call first thing this morning about the Dodge and it turns out they need to get it back in the next couple days, so we need to get that shot."

"Okay," I said, "it looks like I might even be able to sneak out a little early today, so why don't we shoot it this evening."

"Perfect," Britt answered, "I'll give Becky a call and see if she can make it. If not, then some other time. Also, Melissa, the shy red-head called and agreed to let Kate shoot her and we'll do it in the upstairs studio. I'll just have to work out a time with Kate, but it'll be probably be Friday. I think Kate gets her camera gear today or tomorrow, so that works out well."

"Well it sounds like you've got it all figured out, so unless something else comes up, I'll figure on seeing you about four."

"Alright stud," she giggled. "I'll give Becky a call right now; I hope she can make it. Talk to you soon baby," she signed off in a throaty voice, giggling as she hung up.

** Late Afternoon **

I was just a couple blocks from home, setting at a stoplight when a red Mustang convertible pulled up next to me and honked. I glance over and there was a familiar stunning redhead behind the wheel. Her big sunglasses disguised her for a brief moment as she smiled and waved. Becky was just as cute as I remembered her at the store and as I was about to roll down my window, the light changed so I gave her a wave to follow me and she tailed me to the warehouse. I could see the wary look on her face in my mirror as we sat and waited for the big door to roll open. I gave a little honk to let Britt know I was home and pulled up to the house within a warehouse with Becky close behind.

Whether she was on auto-pilot, didn't see Becky's car, or was just being Britt, my favorite blonde stood up behind the short walls that made up the second floor studio/office and lifted her shirt, flashing us with her bountiful c-cups, her trademark 'welcome home' gesture to me.

Wolf-whistles and cat-calls came from the car behind me, egging Britt on for another flash. Becky was beside me as I stepped out of the truck; "Hi Britt," she waved and yelled up to our flasher. Turning to me, she batted her big green eyes; "Hi George, it's good to see you again," as she stood on her tip-toes and planted a kiss on my cheek. 

Caught a little off guard, I put an arm around her shoulder and gave her a hug, "It's great to see you too; glad you could make it."

Becky gave me a tighter hug and then was gone, racing to the foot of the stairs as Britt scrambled down to greet us. "Hi Becky," Britt smiled as she hugged the redhead like they were long lost friends. Becky's back was to me, but a slight tilt of her head told me there might have been a little kissing going on and I felt a stirring down below. 

After an extended embrace, they broke and Becky took the opportunity to take in her surroundings. She did the patented 360, her mouth slightly agape and said, "I never would have suspected this was all here." She took another turn and spotted the number 43 Dodge in the shadows and then turned back to the house. "So you live here and the studio is here...wow, this is really cool. Not much of a view though," she kidded noticing the absence of windows in the warehouse.

Britt took her by the hand and said, "Oh we have a view, you just have to work a little to get it, but it's worth it. C'mon, I'll give you the nickel tour." 

Britt glanced at me for approval I guess and I said, "Go ahead and show her around, but leave the house for last; I want to take a quick shower and change."

I caught a quick disappointed frown from them both before Britt turned them around and they headed upstairs. I stalled to watch them climb the stairs. Britt had on another pair of her favorite running shorts that billowed enough to give me a tease of butt cheek. Becky wore a very short skirt that conveniently billowed as she followed Britt, giving me a little peek at a flash of red panties and the bottoms of a nice rounded butt. She turned to glance down at me just as I turned to go inside; unaware of whether I had taken advantage of the free look or not.

I stripped off my clothes and was stepping into the shower when I heard the bed in the upstairs studio being drug across the floor; Becky was going to see the view we had from our rooftop deck. I stepped under the water and contemplated a quick wank, Becky's perky ass embedded in my brain. "Better not," I told myself out loud and quickly washed up and stepped out to grab a towel. Dried off with the towel around my waist and standing at the sink, dragging a razor over my 5 o'clock shadow, I caught movement in the mirror.

"Damn," I heard Britt giggle, "We weren't quick enough." I caught Becky checking me out in the mirror and our eyes met in the reflection. She quickly turned as red as her hair as she tried to look away, but I kept my eyes locked on her. Britt glanced at the mirror and smiled and then continued with the tour as though I wasn't there.

Britt's explanation of the mega-shower finally distracted the blushing red-head. "Oh my god," she exclaimed as she took it all in, her mind no-doubt spinning, reading into Britt's description of the many features. "It sounds incredible; I'm not sure I'd ever leave the shower."

Britt laughed as Becky leaned in through the door to look it over. With her hand nonchalantly placed on our new friend's ass, she added, "We've had a lot of fun in there and you should see George cringe when he opens the water bill. But I think we make it up to him in the end."

Becky peeked over her shoulder, catching me looking at Britt's strategically placed hand and gave her ass a little accepting wiggle; Britt's fingers tightened in reply.

"Okay, tour's over," I said. "Babe, why don't you see if Becky needs something to drink, I'll get dressed and we'll go set up the shoot, okay?"

"Okay," she pretend-pouted and took Becky's hand and led her out to the kitchen. Becky gave me one more glance and followed Britt's bouncing butt out of the room. I managed to stuff my erection into a pair of shorts, threw on a t-shirt and joined them in the kitchen.

I glanced at the clock as I poured myself some water; "Kate and Gina should be home soon, shouldn't they?"

"Oh, Gina called just before you got here and said they were on a roll and would probably put in a couple extra hours working on another shipment that came in."

"Okay then," I replied, "Well, help me get the beast in place and I'll check the lights and you can get ready."

"Okey dokey, "Britt smiled; "C'mon Becks, you can give us a hand."

Britt led the way and I admired the view as I followed behind. Flipping on some overhead lights; the studio set-up with the curved wall and all the lights came into view. "How cool is this?" Becky exclaimed as she checked out the red and blue Dodge. "My daddy was a big Richard Petty fan back in the day," as she bent over to stick her head in the driver's window. It was obvious, even to me, that she was giving us a little show and it certainly didn't go unappreciated. Britt was transfixed on her creamy white ass with the red thong splitting her taut cheeks. Britt was licking her lips as she looked over at me. Reaching down, she checked to see if I had been paying attention, wrapping her fingers around my arousal through my shorts. She gave a little squeeze and then sauntered over to the car. Placing a hand on one of those firm cheeks, Becky jumped, nearly banging her head on the roll bar; "Nice ass babe," Britt said as she palmed the red-head's butt.

Backing out, she turned and blushed an even deeper red than before, but her eyes gave away her true feelings. She and Britt stared at each other till I broke the moment, "Well, did you at least take it out of gear so we can roll it onto the set?"

"I'll get it," said my love as she searched in vain for the door handle. "How the hell do you get in this thing?" she asked.

"Pretty much the way Becky was doing it," I answered. "The driver climbs through the window; it's a safety thing."

"Well that's inconvenient," she muttered as she went in head first. Becky stood beside her like she was going to steady her. Britt seemed to need some extra time to find neutral as Becky's hand had slid up under her shorts and took her turn at a little ass fondling. It took me clearing my throat to get us back in gear, as it were.

"Alright Britt, see if you can steer from out here; Becky, you want to come back here and help me push?"

It took us a couple attempts, but we finally got it into position in front of the curved background. "Okay baby," I said, "I'll get everything set up if you want to go get changed and whatever else it is that you do."

Britt stuck her tongue out at me in jest as Becky leaned in and whispered into her ear. Britt's eyes lit up and she giggled. "Okay," she said, "Becky's going to help me get ready," and they turned back toward the house. I had my back to them and didn't see Becky duck over to her car and grab a bag from the back seat of the convertible.

It seemed to take forever for Britt to get changed. Lord knows it wasn't much of an outfit; just a pair of boots, a barely-there pair of daisy dukes we'd made the day before, a string bikini top and a replica Richard Petty signature cowboy hat. As I checked the equipment for the third time, Britt yelled from the house, "Hey baby, do you need some water?"

I turned to reply, but my brain wouldn't engage my mouth. Only my dick seemed to respond to the sight before me. In perfect catwalk stride, not one, but two cock-straightening wonders of nature approached and I was probably drooling out of one corner of my mouth as I took them in. 

Starting with boots, Britt wore the turquoise pair we bought with Becky's help earlier, while Becky had on a pair red boots that came up past mid-calf. Continuing on, both displayed incredibly toned thighs; Becky's, that creamy white that only a redhead possesses, and of course, Britt's wonderfully familiar tanned head crushers. 

I was intimately familiar with Britt's altered denims which resembled bikini panties with pockets, as I had earlier had a hand in fashioning them. Seeing Becky's pair, I wished I'd had the opportunity to fine tune the fit on that pair also, but they were almost a perfect match. 

Britt's tanned, toned belly led to a blue string top that threatened to burst under the heavy load. Her nipples were just covered as the rest of her beautiful breasts snuck out around the edges. Becky wore a reddish top that was facing the same structural challenges as was Britt's. Without closer inspection, I'd guess that the two girls could easily share bras, but it would be a shame to cover any more of these wonders than was necessary. 

A sprinkling of freckles covered the redhead's chest, and she wore a smile that melted my heart. She also wore one of the signature Petty hats atop her flaming red hair. Britt too wore a big smile and as always, my heart fluttered as I fell in love with her again, a daily occurrence. She wore her hat proudly, cocked to one side. Her blue eyes were darkened, not by the shadow of the hat bill, but by her sexual state. Her look confirmed that I recognized the signs and she winked; it was going to be an interesting shoot.

"So what do you think lover," Britt asked as she and Becky stopped about six feet away. They both cocked their hips and then did a slow turn, giving me and my burgeoning hard-on a chance to take it all in. 

I stammered to come up with something witty to say, but that part of my brain had been pushed into a corner. The portion of the brain that evidently kicks in when prolonging the species is desired was in full control. "Uhhh..." I finally said, "I think we need to get a model release signed."

They both kind of stared at me in disbelief and then Britt broke out laughing. Taking Becky by the hand, they walked up to me; "You'll have to forgive him Becks; he gets a little tongue tied and his brain disengages when he's caught off guard. I think it's funny as hell, but I'll hear about it later." She cocked her head and gave me a big wet kiss, surreptitiously copping a feel. 

"Becky brought her own wardrobe just in case we needed an extra model, or at least so you could see how she would do on a later shoot." Turning the redhead by the shoulders until her back was to me, Britt asked as she grabbed a couple handfuls of cowgirl ass; "How is that for a butt? I think it's the perfect butt," she purred.

Becky proved she could imitate a cat too as a satisfied sound from deep within her emerged and she bent forward ever so slightly as Britt continued to grope the girl's butt, her fingers dangerously close to the crease. Britt reluctantly released her toys and stood Becky upright, turning her to face me once more. Without hesitation, she continued to sell me on the virtues of our new model. Britt's hand ran over Becky's flat belly, and it's only as I followed her hand that I noticed the small diamond that adorned her belly button. Britt played with it for a second, and I felt eyes on me. I glanced up to see Becky staring intently at me, biting her bottom lip, her green eyes aglow. Then with a start, her eyes grew big and we both looked down; "Look at these gorgeous tits," Britt proclaimed as she had one in each hand, her fingers under the small swatch of fabric. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 18



"Unnhhh," Becky inhaled deeply. "She's got really suckable nipples too," as Britt evidently had them pinched between a couple of fingers. Becky stared hard at Britt, squirming as the blonde continued to pinch and squeeze her breasts. 

Just before Becky either climaxed or cold-cocked her; Britt retracted her hold, giving me a brief glimpse of a long, stiff nipple on a small areola. Britt placed one hand on Becky's cheek and gave her a quick kiss on the lips, followed by another and that seemed to stem a quickly rising tide. 

Britt stepped to Becky's side and put an arm around her waist; "See," she said to me, "She's perfect," to which Becky managed to blush once more..."And, oh yeah, she's a natural redhead!"

Becky's eyes grew big once more and for the first time, found her voice, "Britt!"

"Well you are! Baby, she has the cutest little shaved arrow that points down to the prettiest pussy."

Now it was my turn to change colors as I felt my cheeks grow warm. "Becky, I'm sorry but this isn't the way I would generally go about recruiting a model. Evidently my PARTNER in this BUSINESS," I emphasized, "is quite taken with you and is POSITIVE that you are what we are looking for and that you would like to work for us."

Becky took a minute and seemed to mull around what I had just said when she turned to Britt and smiled, "You're right, he is cute when he gets all flustered, but" and then turning to me, "I do understand that this is a business and that under 'normal' circumstances, this would be highly inappropriate, but since you came into my store, Britt and I have talked a lot and gotten to know each other pretty well I think. So if you'll have me, I'd love to model for you and more importantly, hope that we can become good friends or whatever."

I must have let out an audible sigh of relief as the girls giggled and hugged each other. "So where's that model's release you want me to sign?" Becky asked with a big smile. 

I stumbled a bit once more and Britt stepped in, "We have them upstairs, but we can wait till after the shoot. Okay boss, let's get this thing shot. What do you want to do first?"

Glad to be back in control, which deep down I knew was a lie, I directed Britt and started to shoot. It was a pretty set routine by now as far as the poses and the angles that we shot the car, but there were variances that dictated a little creativity. I pulled the big ladder onto the set and at one point had Britt laid out on the hood so that the number was still discernible, but she looked gorgeous in her little cut-offs, her long legs splayed out. I was serious earlier when I told her I thought they should be the new office uniform. 

After a bit, we got Becky involved, and they complemented each other well. I had them pose side by side and bent over the hood, looking back over their shoulders, their butt cheeks front and center. It was a great shot, but it could be a real test for those with questionable tickers. Most of the poses were 'standard' kind of shots, but as always, the girls got creative and we end up with some shots that while great, just aren't suitable for the calendar; the stray hand here and there, or an overly ambitious kiss. On one shot, Becky once again stuck her head in the driver's window with just her lower half visible with Britt to her side. It was a good shot, but my lovely assistant thought she could improve on it. Britt grabbed Becky by the legs and lifted her up until she was teetering on the door. 

"Let go Britt," Becky hollered as Britt stood between her legs, holding her parallel to the floor, smiling back at the camera. Becky squirmed but didn't have much say-so in the situation and I snapped off a shot or two. Then Britt caught us both by surprise. Evidently the sight of the scant bit of denim fabric nestled tightly between the two alabaster thighs was more than Britt could resist and Becky was squealing in surprise and rapture as Britt buried her face in that holy intersection.

"Oh my goodness," she cried out as she must have had a spontaneous orgasm. Just as quickly, Britt backed out and gently put the red pair of boots back on the floor. It took a minute before Becky backed out and stood up straight, looking a now nervous Britt in the eye. After enough time to let Britt stew in her own juices for a bit, Becky stepped up and planted a kiss on my girl that took my breath away.

The sound of the door operator engaging to open the warehouse door distracted us all. Gina and Kate rolled in and parked in front of the house. Britt and Becky quickly got themselves together, straightening up their outfits and checking each other's makeup. I made like I was telling Becky how I wanted her to pose as I turned my back to the two newcomers and repositioned my stiff cock, drawing stares and giggles from my two models.

"Hey girls, come over and meet Becky," Britt yelled out.

Introductions were made all around and the Gina and Kate complimented them on how sexy they looked. "Well," I interjected, "I'd like to get a few more shots of just Becky and then I think we have enough."

"Well we're beat," said Kate. "We shared a sandwich at the store for dinner, so I think we'll hit the shower and off to bed. It was good to meet you Becky; hope to see you again soon."

"Yeah, good night," Gina added.

"Good to finally meet you," Becky said. "Britt has told me a lot about you guys going to school and living together. It's good to have good friends like that; I'm envious of you all."

"Ah, well thanks Becky," Gina said, turning back to give the redhead a hug. "Don't be a stranger, but also don't believe everything that seductive blonde over there tells you either; she can be a troublemaker. Good night." 

"Thanks a lot guys," Britt yelled after them. "Okay, back to it. Where do you want her baby?" 

I had a clever comeback for that one, but I let it slide. In just a few minutes we had plenty of shots to choose from and I pronounced the shoot finished.

"Oh," said Becky, "can I ask one small favor?"

"Uh, yeah," I said, "sure," waiting for the hammer to fall.

"Can I change back into my other clothes and get you to take a picture of me with the car? My Dad's birthday is coming up and he'd get a kick out of a picture of me with the King's car."

"Yeah," I smiled, delighted at her request. "If you were my daughter, I don't suppose I'd want to see my little girl in that outfit either."

"Oh," she said as she headed to the house, "Daddy wouldn't mind but Momma would have a fit. I'll just be a minute."

I was enjoying the view of Becky's sweet ass bouncing into the house when my girl stepped up behind me and slid her hands into my shorts and wrapped me in her hands, bringing me to my full potential. "She's sexy as hell isn't she?" she whispered in my ear as she ground against my ass and played with my cock. "She was kind of shy when we were getting changed, and it took all I had to not throw her on the bed and eat that sweet snatch of hers. She really does have a little shaved arrow that points down to her pussy." Britt continued to fondle me; "I asked her if guys really needed directions to find her pussy, but she just blushed and turned around. That wasn't much better, cuz I just stared at her ass as she bent down to put on her shorts. She has the tiniest little pink asshole that I'd love to stick my tongue in." 

If Britt kept at it much longer, there's no telling where we'd have ended up, but the sound of the front door closing broke the moment and Britt quickly pulled her hands free of my shorts and we both turned to the table to make it look like we were hard at work; I was just hard.

"Okay, I'm ready," she said as she stepped up beside me. Her smell and her smiling face did nothing to temper my bulge, but what's a guy to do. 

"Alright," I said, "what do you have in mind?" of course talking about the pictures. 

"Well," she answered slowly, glancing down at the tent in my shorts, "for now, let's just get a wide shot of the whole car with me standing by the door number and then maybe a couple closer shots of me from the front, or something like that. I'll trust you to make me beautiful," she smiled.

"You certainly don't need my help for that," as I positioned her next to the car. I'm still not sure that momma was going to be happy with her little girl posing for photos in the little dress and boots, but I'm pretty sure her daddy would be proud. "I think that will do it; here, have a look."

Becky stood close as I scrolled through the shots on the camera. I could feel her rapid pulse against my arm as she leaned into me for a closer look. Britt crowded to my other side to take a look. I scrolled back and we glanced at some of the previous pictures and they made teasing little comments to each other as we went. We ended our review with both having wrapped an arm around my waist, as close to a three-way hug as you could get and then Becky sheepishly broke the embrace.

There was a tension in the air until I finally said, "Well I'm sure the customer will be happy with this shoot. It's going to be tough to choose a shot though, they're all good. If we do use one with you Becky, we will need a signed release from you and we'll discuss compensation then." I felt a little awkward bringing it up at all; after all, this shoot just sort of happened.

"Oh no," Becky exclaimed, "I didn't even know if this was going to work out tonight or not. I hoped it would obviously, or I wouldn't have come prepared; but being paid never entered my mind. I'll gladly sign the release and I'd be thrilled if I ended up in the calendar, but I really just did this to see how comfortable I'd be with it all." Becky sheepishly moved up until we were toe to toe and she continued, "Thank you for making me feel sexy and look sexy. You have a real talent," and then she leaned in and gave me a delicate kiss on the lips. I was tempted to grab on for more, but before I could think, she stepped away and over to Britt.

"Thanks Britt, for everything. I'll give you a call tomorrow." Becky hesitated and Britt shot me a worried glance, like she wasn't sure what was going to happen next. Instantly, Becky made the decision and put my girl in a lip lock that again left me breathless. Their hands groped one another as they tongue wrestled. Britt's right leg parted Becky's and they ground one against the other until Becky once again broke the embrace as though embarrassed by her actions. 

In a blur, a flustered and red-faced Becky gave us a both a quick parting kiss and was in her car and headed toward the exit. She had to stop for a minute while a perplexed Britt found a remote and opened the big door. We both watched as the red convertible laid an impressive scratch, squealing away from warehouse. Punching the button once more, Britt turned to me and said, "What the fuck?"

I just shook my head and started shutting down, "I think she's just a little out of her element. She doesn't really know me and although you've talked some and obviously flirted with each other, I think she just a little confused...conflicted. Give her time; it's pretty obvious that she likes you; that was one hell of a kiss she laid on you."

"Yeah," said my blonde hillbilly, "She had my pussy wet before I knew what hit me. I haven't had that kind of kiss from a girl in a long time. I mean Kate and Gina are great kissers, but that one had a lot of passion connected to it; that's what confused me."

"Well," I said as I gathered up my camera and put my arm around her waist; "I'll bet you that you'll hear from her tomorrow. Just let her work at her own pace. Overall, I'm pretty happy with the way the shoot went. I think we got some great shots."

"Yeah" she agreed as we opened the front door, "but it's too bad Kate is already in bed; we could have finished the shoot tonight," referring to our private x-rated calendar we were composing.

I stopped her inside the door; "I've got the remote trigger we've used before if you want," I said, hinting hopefully.

"Naw," she said as she led me to the bedroom; "I'm not in the mood after she left that way; besides, you haven't made me dinner yet. We'll get it shot, maybe tomorrow evening; right now, I just want to grab a little something to eat and crawl under the covers." We each grabbed a handful of mixed nuts and some fruit and headed to the bedroom.

Meanwhile in the other bedroom, Kate, the little one, lay in bed, her long black hair fanned out on her pillow; she listened to us walk past the door and into our room. Sleep eluded her and as much as she tried, even snuggling with her naked bedmate, rolling from one side to the other, she couldn't nod off. 

'Maybe if I masturbate,' she told herself, 'I always fall right asleep after I cum.' Putting her little fingers to work, she tried to find the right fantasy to get her worked up and over the edge. Still, try as she might, she just couldn't get it done by herself. Frustrated she lay there and it came to her; "Gina...Gina...are you awake?" she whispered in her roommates ear.

The brunette groaned and tried to roll away from the annoyance. Kate wasn't that easily ignored. Snuggling up to her backside, Kate nearly crawled up on Gina's side and whispered again, only this time she inched a hand down and found a firm breast and rolled a nipple between her fingers; "Gina baby, are you awake?"

Between her nipple, now erect, and aroused and the annoying, mosquito-like whispering in her ear, Gina finally responded groggily. "Whadayawant?"

"I can't sleep," Kate answered as she let her little tongue play with Gina's ear, knowing it always got the Amazon's attention.

"Well go get some warm milk or something," as he rolled back toward Kate, trying to get away from her pesky tongue. 

Kate smiled inwardly as Gina's move made it just that much easier for Kate to continue on her quest. Slipping downward, she took the previously annoyed nipple between her lips and began to suckle. Rewarded with a satisfied moan from her bedmate, Kate let her hand drift down Gina's firm belly and felt her legs spread automatically. Her fingers danced over Gina's familiar pussy; "I'm horny," she whispered as her fingers felt Gina's pussy slicken.

"Well shit, now I am too," Gina replied as she bodily drug the little one up and kissed her forcefully. Gina found the little one's soaked snatch and slid a long finger along her wet lips.

Kate fought back, breaking the kiss; "Not here," she told a confused and perturbed lover. "I want to make love in the hearse;" and before Gina could possibly nix the idea, Kate resumed the voracious kiss, her leg now working her statuesque lover's pussy.  

Gina moaned, her fingers trying to reacquire her target, only to be alluded by Kate's squirming, which only drove Gina closer to the brink. Kate sprang to her feet and dragged a protesting Gina from the comfort of their bed. It was amazing how strong the little one was when she was good and horny. "Shh..." she whispered as she led them naked to the front door and out into the warehouse. 

A full moon glowing through the skylights above was all the light they needed to find the back end of the Cadillac hearse and quietly open the big back door. The brisk air and the covert actions now had Gina as stirred up as Kate and she literally threw the little one inside the cavernous car and buried her face in Kate's sweet pussy.

"Oh sweet Jesus," Kate moaned as Gina's practiced tongue worked its way into Kate's dewy depths, gathering her sweet nectar. Little Kate squirmed on the plush carpet as Gina lapped at her dripping pussy, teasing her stiff clit on each pass. Kate arched her back as Gina grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them, her tongue darting down to the little one's virgin ass. 

It was virgin in that she had never allowed the real thing to take her final cherry. The occasional dildo or finger had worked its way past the tight entrance and she was trying to convince herself that the real thing would feel incredible; particularly after seeing the way both of her roommates responded to George's hefty tool and expert touch. Just the thought of George bending her over and fucking her tight ass made it just that much easier for Gina to slip a middle finger inside, triggering her first climax.

"Oh fuck," the little one squealed as she arched her back, her toes and shoulders digging into the carpet as she quaked. Gina followed her upward arch, her unrelenting tongue stabbing at her wet cunt, never letting Kate relax. Another orgasm ripped through her as Gina's index finger slipped into her pussy and Gina fingered her petite roommate, one in each pulsating hole as she continued to nurse on Kate's tender clit.

"Holy shit," she cried as she rocked, trying to get away from her relentless lover. "Fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," Kate mumbled as finally she lost any control she thought she may have had over her own body. Gina had reduced her to a writhing puddle, her body shaking uncontrollably as the orgasms crashed inside her. 

Gina smiled a wet smile, proud that she had laid her insatiable lover to waste, spent and depleted. She snuggled up beside her and ran her fingers through the long black hair, watching her pert little tits rise and fall as she caught her breath. One last shiver ran through Kate as Gina's slender fingers followed imaginary paths up and down the little one's body. Kate turned and reached for Gina, pulling her mouth to hers and shared a slippery kiss. "Thank you baby," Kate whispered as Gina's tongue played over her lips. "I suppose you expect repayment now?"

Gina smiled as she kissed her once more while guiding Kate's small hand downward. Gina moaned into the kiss as Kate's nimble digits found the Amazon's pussy literally flooded with desire. 

Kate straddled Gina's stomach, never breaking their lip-lock. Reaching back, she stretched until her fingers found the top of her tall friend's snatch. She managed to scissor Gina's pussy between her index and middle fingers, squeezing her outer lips against her burgeoning clit. Gina inhaled deep as Kate tormented her trigger; she couldn't breathe through the kiss and gently pushed her petite lover's head downward.

Kate loved the feel of a lovers fingers working through her exotic tresses. Gina hummed lightly as Kate traveled south, her lips exploring as her fingers continued to play with her lover's pussy lips. Kate saw no need to hurry as she lingered at each breast, sampling her roommate's essence.

*** Meanwhile, Britt thrashed about in bed, her mind replaying Becky's visit; trying to read signs that weren't there. I couldn't sleep either, and it's not because my mind wouldn't let me. It was because my bedmate wouldn't let me. "Can't sleep babe?" I asked, the 'stupid question' winner of the day. 

"I'm sorry babe," she said, "I just can't figure Becky out. First she kisses me till I can't breathe and then before I can catch my breath, she's out the door." She pounded the pillow and rolled to her side away from me, trying to get comfortable. 

I ran my hand up and down her back, squeezing my favorite butt cheeks with each pass; "Some people just aren't as free and easy with their feelings as other people," I said as an errant finger slipped into her lovely crack. She squirmed, not trying to get me to leave her alone, just wanting to let me know that she knew, or something along those lines. "Like I said before," my hand now slipping between her thighs, "Give her time. In fact, I'll bet you that she calls tomorrow, like nothing happened." 

Britt lifted her leg slightly, inviting my hand to continue. Her pussy was hot and wet; begging for attention and my cock was now completely awake. I allowed one finger to part the way and Britt shivered at the touch. "You know," I said as I intruded deeper, "the only way either of us is going to get to sleep is if I take this hard cock," which I rocked into her leg, leaving a little snail trail of pre-cum on her skin, "and fuck your sweet pussy until you cum all over it," my finger sliding further inward. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 18



"Ah fuck," she groaned at my words, along with a thick index finger. "Better yet," she moaned as she grabbed my wrist, "How 'bout I slip into my little outfit real quick and we finish this month's photo. I feel like getting fucked over the hood of a car. We don't have to take a lot of shots; I just want to imagine what it would be like if Becky was there watching us."

"Well fuck," I groaned, my cock pulsating. I was going to just roll my girl on her back and take her downtown, but now her fantasy was planted in both my heads and I had no choice in the matter, I was out-voted. I rolled out of the bed and grabbed my shorts that were conveniently left on the floor. "Well c'mon, let's go."

Britt damn near killed herself pulling on her little cut-offs and boots as we headed to the front door. I noticed, but didn't think much about the girl's bedroom door being open. Britt was close behind and almost dressed when I threw on the lights in the warehouse.

*** "Ouch," Kate said in a pussy muffled moan as Gina pulled on the handful of hair.

"Shush," whispered a frustrated Gina, "the lights just came on." Still in the shadows, enough light leaked through the windshield of the old Caddy to break Gina's fantasy. Gina nearly laughed out as Kate's little face poked up from between her legs, shiny with pussy juice.

"Quiet," Gina whispered a she swung her leg over Kate's head and crawled on her belly to the back of the front seat and looked out into the warehouse. Kate followed blindly, close behind, burying her face in Gina's ass. Gina yelped, and then covered her mouth, swatting at Kate behind her.

*** I thought I heard something and turned toward where I thought the noise came from; from the shadows of the darkened warehouse and the Cadillac hearse. Probably just some of the old roof framing complaining about old age; I turned back to setting up the remote trigger on the camera and put it on the tripod.

*** "What are they doing?" Kate whispered, her chin resting on Gina's butt as she looked out through the windshield at the racing Dodge, now all lit up. Gina's arms rested on the seat back of the front seat of the car, pretty sure that she couldn't be seen.

"I think they're going to do their private calendar shoot. Since you're supposed to be in bed, they're going to use that remote thingy that lover boy has for the camera.

"Shit," Kate whispered in frustration.

"What?" Gina asked, still looking out the window.

"The remote shutter release; I forgot to order one of those," whined the budding photographer.

*** "Okay babe, I'm ready," I said as I looked once more into the shadows. "Hmm," I pondered, as I saw a glint that could only be the back window of the hearse and the door would have to be open to see that. Slow as I am sometimes, particularly when most of my blood has drained down to my cock, I connected the open bedroom door of the girls and the open rear door of the hearse.

*** "Shit," Kate whispered, "did he see us?"

"Quiet," Gina hissed as she took another swat at her co-spy. "I don't think so; it's too dark back here. Just be quiet and let's see what happens." 

*** I stepped up to Britt, wearing just my shorts and shoes and took her in my arms and kissed her hard, my hands on her ass cheeks, holding the remote trigger. I squeezed both the cheeks and the trigger and the strobes obeyed, flooding the area with light. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a shadow in the shape of a head in the Caddy as the flash arced light off the reflector and bounced it off the back wall of the warehouse; just enough to barely backlight the hearse. 

"Be quiet, but we have an audience," I whispered as I turned Britt toward the other car and leaned down to take a nipple in my mouth, firing the camera. 

Britt inhaled in shock; not sure whether it was from the titty suck or spotting the same silhouette I saw. "Well the little shits," she moaned as I suckled on her breast and she reached down to slip her hand into my shorts. I fired off another shot.

*** "Fuck, this is hot," Kate whispered from behind Gina. 

"Un-huh," was Gina's response followed by a slippery slurping sound. Gina had a couple fingers buried in her cunt as she played peeping-tom; after all, she had been interrupted earlier.

Kate smiled to herself when she heard the unmistakable sound of fingers on pussy. She backed up a little and grabbed her best girl's butt cheeks and picked up where she left off. Gina quickly bit down on her other hand to keep from crying out at the sudden rear assault.

*** I picked Britt up by the waist and set her on the edge of the hood and pulled the little string top up and out of the way. Britt whispered as she held my face between her breasts and tried to suffocate me; "I suppose we may as well give them a show."

"Sounds like a plan," I answered as I laid her up on her back. She squealed as I pulled the little denims up her legs and buried my face in her delectable puss; her legs, boots and shorts pointing to the sky. I fired the camera once more as Britt pulled my head into her pussy, once again trying to suffocate me.

"Suck my pussy," she said out loud, certainly loud enough to be heard across the warehouse. "Fuck me with your tongue baby," she cried. 

Britt has about the sweetest pussy on the planet and I really didn't need the encouragement. I slid my tongue all around, inside and out until her juices began to flow. I slid my flat tongue over her pussy and blazed a trail to her belly button and played there for a minute. Growing impatient, Britt pushed herself up on her elbows and glared at me with a subliminal, 'What the fuck are you doing?'

I stood up straight and pulled the little shorts the rest of the way off, over her boots, and threw them aside, toward the girl's hiding spot. Grabbing her at the back of the knees, I looked down at her, her bikini top no longer hiding anything, her hat up on the windshield and her eyes as black as coal. "I think I might like a little ass tonight, whadaya think?"

Before she had a chance to think even once, I forced her legs as wide as they'd go and pushed them back until she was obscenely exposed. I looked down, taking in the sights as she growled, "Eat me you motherfucker!" and she slapped the hood, hard, the sound echoing through the building.

*** The explosive sound startled Kate with her face buried in Gina's backside, tongue fucking her best friend. Gina too was taken by surprise and thrust back on her lover's face. "What the fuck?" Kate asked as she snuck a peek over Gina's magnificent butt.

"Hush," was the reply as Gina pushed back again, hinting none too subtly.

"Ah fuck," Kate moaned low, "That's so fucking hot. Fuck, he can eat a pussy."

Growing frustrated, Gina whispered back, "Well so can you baby, so how 'bout it?" gesturing back at her own anxious pussy. 

"But I want to watch too," she whined and then slid three of her slim fingers into her friend's snatch. All she heard was a contented grown as she slowly finger-fucked Gina while she laid her head on her soft butt and watched the show.

*** "Fuck yeah," Britt moaned as she rocked her head back and forth on the number 43; "Lick it, yeah, lick my ass...ah fuck...stick that tongue up my butt baby...oh you nasty fucker you..."

Her talking had my cock throbbing and I released a leg long enough to push my shorts to the floor. My cock sprung up, slapping the fender and I grabbed her legs once more and pulled her closer and returned to my feast. 

*** "Jesus," Kate moaned as she absentmindedly drove her fingers deeper, "His cock looks huge!" as she continued to work Gina's pussy. Gina was speechless, reveling in the erotic sight unfolding before her and the sensation of the multiple fingers inside her. 

"More," she finally uttered. No change; "More fingers," she groaned louder, bucking to get Kate's attention.

"Oh," Kate finally catching on. Aware of her duties, the little one sat back up and concentrated on working the fourth finger in, rewarded by the 'Mmmmm' from up front.

*** "I'm cumming...cuuummmiiinnggg!..." Britt cried out as I wallowed in her sex, awash in her juices as she rocked in climax. 

I stood up straight, pulling her legs upright and rested them on my shoulders, running my hands up and down her thighs. She managed to open her eyes and let out a deep, contented sigh. "I am thrashed after that. You just keep getting better and better baby." She reached her hands up and I helped her sit up on the edge of the hood and we kissed, but my cock, still hard in anticipation, kept fighting with the fender.

Britt caught on to my dilemma and giggled as she pushed me back and slid off the car. "Poor baby," she said as she took me in her hand. She leaned up and kissed me again as she used my cock like the rudder on a boat and turned me until my butt was against the fender. Even with my cock pulsing in her grasp, I remembered the camera and found the remote and fired off another shot. Britt smiled at the flash and turned to get her bearings on the camera.

"Hand me my hat," she said as she took the string top off the rest of the way, leaving her clad in nothing but a pair of boots and the wide brimmed hat. In perfect profile, she squatted down in front of me, the brim of her hat touching my belly and her tongued extended, licking the tip of my cock. I leaned my head back, closed my eyes and took the shot. I could only imagine what it looked like and I was even more turned on by my lover's brilliance. 

I felt her try to take more of me in her warm mouth, but even I couldn't compare with the size of the brim of the hat. I reached down and lifted the hat, exposing her dark eyes staring up at me, the crown of my cock nestled between her smiling lips. I sat the hat on the hood and ran my fingers through her hair as she held me in position. I caught on and took another shot as she slowly consumed me, taking me into her throat, her nose on my lower belly, by balls against her chin. "Ah fuck," I groaned as I took another shot. "Fuck, I love you," I said, as she slowly backed off my dick. 

A long string of mucus bridged the gap between my cock and her smile as she ran her hand over my slick boner. "I love you too," and she took me deep once more.

*** "Fuck she's good," Kate moaned as she continued to run her fingers up inside Gina's hot pussy, her thumb teasing her clit. Kate's other hand was occupied, playing with her own pussy as Gina was now moaning non-stop, rotating her hips in rhythm to Kate's ministrations.

They were both riveted on the scene through the windshield, watching their best friend suck a cock that they had all enjoyed. "Taste," Gina whispered, reaching back for Kate. Kate's pussy gushed as she interpreted her friend's request. She slowly drew her fingers from Gina's cunt, twisting her hand to gather as much of the sweet nectar as she could. Kate crawled the couple of feet and fed the Amazon her own essence, shivering as she felt Gina's tongue sucking on her fingers as she stared out at Britt sucking that magnificent cock.

*** I wasn't going to last much longer at this rate and I had two more stops to make. "Come here baby," I said as I reached for her arms and pulled her to her feet, my wet cock leaving a trail up her torso. We wrapped each other in our arms and made out like high-schoolers. My hands on her ass pulled her tight as she ground her pussy on the top of my cock.

The time had come and I took her by the hips and spun her around, facing the car once more. I spread her boots apart with my foot and pushed her shoulders forward. She stalled for a minute as she gathered the hat and handed it back to me; "Ride me cowboy," she smiled as she assumed the position, hands on the hood, her magnificent body ready to ride. I sat the too-small hat on my head and leaned down and raked my nails up her sides, spurring my ride. Standing tall, I was about to take another shot with the tip of my cock ready to settle in and saddle up when I noticed my sneakers. 'Shit, that won't look right' I told myself. With practiced ease I kicked one well off to the right and then the other off to the left, well out of the shot, but amazingly, perfectly placed as it landed square in the middle of the hood of the black Caddy.

*** "Holy Shit!" Kate squeaked as she saw the shoe flying their way just as she had worked her four clean fingers back inside Gina's impatient pussy. Gina too cringed and she closed her eyes and instinctively backed up and her body exploded. Biting the top of the leather seat back was the only thing that kept her from screaming out in ecstasy as she unintentionally took Kate's entire hand inside her. Kate looked down in wonder as Gina's cunt swallowed her hand whole, to the wrist. This was enough to send her own body into an un-assisted orgasmic convulsion. They both remained dead still; quietly waiting for their bodies to settle down and for Gina's stretched pussy to get used to Kate's small, but fulfilling hand. They both closed their eyes, afraid that watching the carnal play under studio lights might be more than they could stand.

*** "Nice shot," Britt whispered as she looked over to see what all the racket was about. "Ahhh Fuuuccckkk..." she moaned, "Better shot," she cried as I took her pussy in one thrust that planted that baby to the hilt. Forgoing the camera, I grabbed her by the hips and rode her hard. "Fuck me, fuck me!" she yelled out loud. 

If we hadn't already known that our roommates were hiding out in the hearse watching the show, we'd have expected them to come running out of the house to see what was going on; Britt wasn't holding back. I threw the hat on the hood beside her and took her for a ride. "Fuck me, fuck my pussy goddamn it," she bellowed as her tits tried to rub the painted numbers off the hood of the classic car. 

*** Both girls were now wide-eyed as they watched the near violent lovemaking before them. Gina's initial climax had passed, but her pussy craved more. "Fuck me," she commanded, "fist my fuckin' pussy baby. Fuck me hard!"

Kate was tentative at first, not wanting to hurt her lover. Slowly she worked her hand nearly out, just the finger tips still spreading her lips and then she slowly twisted her way back in, marveling at the sight. "Oh god," Gina moaned as she Kate worked up to a rhythm, keeping one eye on Britt and her bronc rider. "Faster...Deeper," Gina moaned as she too watch the x-rated exhibition through the tinted glass. "Fuck me...fuck me baby," she begged.

*** Sweat dripped off my nose as I watched my cock pound my lover's pussy. I reached down and spread her cheeks and her ass winked at me as a drop of sweat made a perfect entry, swallowed up. I ran my thumb over the top of my cock and gathered her juices, painting her puckered star. "Oh yes," she cried as she felt the pad of my thumb pressing on her back door. 

Britt twisted her head, trying to make eye contact. Her eyes were now as black as night and her nostrils flared with each breath. "Are you gonna fuck me in the ass cowboy?" she said through gritted teeth as we continued to ravage each other. "Do you think I can't buck you off if you stick your big fucking cock in my tight ass? Huh? Think you can hang on fucker?" she yelled out as she drove her cunt onto my cock, trying to break me.

I surprised us both when I reared back and slapped her ass. "Oh fuck," she screamed as that slap triggered something inside her. I slapped the other side and she screamed out again and I could feel her pussy convulsing, trying to expel the intruder. In rapid succession, I slapped one side, then the other, my handprint clearly visible in a red that matched the color on the car. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..." she cried as her orgasm seemed to carry on with each swat. 

*** Kate and Gina stalled slightly as they watched Britt being fucked into submission on the hood of the car. They flinched each time the hand made contact with the butt. Gina so wanted Kate to spank her, but she knew that would surely give them away. Kate continued to fuck her friend, playing with spreading her fingers slightly, or trying to make a fist inside her. Muted muttering told her how well the experiments were received. 

*** I felt a bit of guilt as I held my cock in her, but attempted to massage my handprints off the ass I love. A purring sound was a reassuring give-away that I hadn't inflicted any real pain. I spread her cheeks and her pucker winked at me once more. I gathered a bit of saliva and watched as it descended, landing perfectly, only to be swallowed up by the pulsing aperture. I watched in amazement as her sweet asshole opened and closed, breathing, beckoning me.

'Really?' I asked myself, 'after the pounding she just took, she's inviting me in for more?' 

Britt was reading my mind, turning her head, saying, "Cum in my ass baby. I want to feel you shoot your load in my ass." Her expression was almost one of begging. It was then that it dawned on this hard-headed cowboy that I indeed had yet to cum. I'm certainly not a selfish lover; I always want my partner to be satisfied before I am, but still, I would normally have cum long before now. And now, the one I love was begging me to plant my seed deep inside her ass.

*** Gina was breathing hard, waiting for that moment, that touch, which would catapult her over the top. She knew that the impending orgasm would be sensational and keeping quiet was almost certainly out of the question. Her heart would probably explode if she wasn't allowed to cry out her release, and at this point, she didn't care. Being voyeurs is what brought them to this point, but being discovered might be just as sweet. Again, she didn't really care, and didn't have much choice; when she reached the top, she was going over with a bang.

"Jesus..." Kate muttered as she slowed her pace. Gina looked up into the warehouse as Kate narrated. "Holy shit," watching the large, angry cock backing out of Britt's brutalized pussy. He leaned back and eased forward. "Fuck," Kate moaned as her fist seemed to bottom out in Gina's clinching cunt; "He's gonna fuck her ass now."

Gina's mind triggered another quake as she thought about how that cock felt in her ass, a sensation that would have to be repeated sooner than later. "C'mon baby, keep fucking me; I'm gonna fuckin' cum when he does...feel his cum splashing inside my pussy...oh fuck me, fuck me," as she watched his cock disappear between her red cheeks.

*** I slowly backed out of her incredible pussy, still unbelievably snug. My cock visibly throbbed and I'd swear was bigger than ever. I pulled her cheeks a bit further apart and her rear portal awaited my arrival. Slick with my saliva and her juices, my tip popped in effortlessly. Britt's body shook and she muttered, "Fuck that feels good...I love your cock in my ass...fuck my ass baby."

Once more, I grabbed her hips and was ready to ride. We worked in unison, pushing to close the gap and Britt's body responded again, rocked as my balls slapped her tired pussy. "Oh my god!" she screamed. Her arms flailed as she tried to find something to grab onto. She pushed me back until her hands were on the edge of the fender, her breasts no longer mashed against sheet metal. "Fuck my ass," she cried out as her body continued to vibrate and she rocked her hips, coaxing me to deliver my load. 

I reasserted my grip, tempted to spank her some more, but thought better of it. I was getting light-headed, a sign that I'd better get with the program. "Your...ass...is...so...fuckin'...tight..." I growled, one word per thrust. Good thing I'm a man of few words as Britt's body seized, and sucked my cock deep in her ass. "Ahhh.." I cried out as my own ass puckered and I came as hard as I ever have before. My cock pulsed, firing load after load deep inside her.

I thought that Britt may have passed out, and I managed to push her back against the fender so that when I did pass out, I could just collapse on her back. I didn't lose consciousness, but I did end up face down on her back, my cock still being strangled. I managed to kiss her sweaty skin and whisper repeated "I love you's". Britt responded in affirming little grunts; too spent to form words.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 19



** Late Thursday afternoon **

I was just thinking about calling it a day and heading for the barn when the Bluetooth jingled in my ear. "This is George," I answered.

"Hi lover," Britt, my blonde bombshell lover, business partner and all-around heart-throb responded. "Sooo...I thought I'd fill you in on what happened since we last spoke. The delivery I got when I had to hang up on you earlier was the lounge chairs for the deck. They're already up there and they look great and they work great too," she giggled. I thought I also heard a little snicker in the background.

"Well that's good, but how did you get them up there by yourself?"

"Oh, I had a little help. Becky came by to look over yesterday's shoot and she helped me. It was easy with a rope and two people."

"Becky huh?" I questioned, not implying, but kind of implying.

"Yesss...," Britt hissed, "and then of course, we had to try them out so we got a little sun and waved at the planes as they went by," and more giggling ensued.

"Oh great," I kidded, "I hope we don't get a visit from the FAA about you girls being some sort of flight hazard."

Britt snorted out a laugh, "That's funny, but I'm sure they didn't even see us. So anyway, why I called is that Becky and I have had such a good time this afternoon, we don't want it to end, so if it's alright with you, I think we're going to go do some shopping, have some dinner and then maybe even catch a late movie. Is that okay?"

"Well I guess so," I answered, trying to sound forlorn. I could tell she wasn't buying it; "So can I ask what kind of fun you and Becky had?"

"You can ask," she whispered, "but I'll have to tell you later." Raising her voice she continued, "Anyway, since I won't be around, tonight would be a great night for you to shoot that demonic hearse and then we can get it to hell out of here."

"Yeah, okay," I muttered as my dick was listening in and thought of the possibility of taking little Kate's anal virginity in the back of the big Cadillac. "Have you spoken to either of our peeping-toms today?"

"No I haven't," she laughed. "They managed to sneak out without me seeing them."

"Well, I'll give Kate a call and we'll see if she wants to shoot tonight and make sure she has the right swimsuit. I'm thinking that just plain black, with her black hair, black car and her light skin; it'll be a nice contrast. With the hearse, it'll obviously be the October shot, with Halloween and all."

"Oh yeah, that'll be perfect. I don't know how to do it, but just a splash of red somewhere would look good too."

"Good idea babe; well you and Becky have a good time, give her a kiss for me and I'll give the girls a call. You be careful, okay?"

"Yes sir," she replied in her little girl voice. "Don't wait up, but we shouldn't be too late. I love you and have fun with the shoot tonight," she said, this time with her deep throaty, seductive voice.

"I love you too," I answered, with a little kiss over the air-waves.

** At the office **

Becky was standing next to Britt as she finished the phone call; "Okay, we're good to go, so let's go change and...oh yeah," and Britt grabbed the redhead and kissed her hard.

"Whew, what was that for?" Becky asked, out of breath.

"George told be to give you a kiss, and being the good girlfriend I am, I did," she laughed as she took Becky's hand and led her down the stairs. "Come on, I need to change and if you want, you can dig around in my clothes; we're about same size."

In what was probably record time, two women were dressed and out the door.

** Back in the truck **

I pulled over to the curb to scroll through the ever-growing list of contacts in my phone. I couldn't find a number for the store, so I opted for Kate's cell.

"Oh oh, it's George," Kate told her peeping-tom partner, Gina, as they stood behind the counter folding merchandise. Gina was doing a lot of standing today after being fisted last night while she and her horny roommate watched me have my way with Britt.

"Well go ahead and answer; we'll have to face the music sometime," Gina replied.

"Uh...hi George...uh, how are you?" Kate asked.

I decided to just play dumb and let them stew a little bit; "Just fine, and you?"

"Uh...well good, I guess...uh...what can I do for you?" She wore a worried expression as she looked at Gina and chewed on her lower lip.

"I was wondering if you girls were going to be burning the midnight oil again tonight or not."

Gina now had her head against Kate's trying to listen in. "Uh...I don't know," she said, her eyes asking Gina for a little help; Gina could only shrug her shoulders. "I don't think so...why?" she asked.

"Well, I just got off the phone with Britt and she and Becky, you know, the redhead you met yesterday; well they're going shopping and to dinner tonight and Britt thought this might be a good time to get the hearse shot; that is if you're not working late."

Kate's heart nearly jumped out of her chest. "Oh, you want me to pose with the hearse?"

"I'm sorry babe; didn't we already discuss this? I thought it was a given, particularly since Britt won't get anywhere near the car."

"Oh no," she said excitedly, "We knew Britt wasn't going to do it, but we didn't know if it would be Gina or me, or maybe both."

"Hmm...I hadn't really thought of using you both, but it is a big car. My initial thought was you because of the car being black, your black hair and then I thought of maybe just a pure black bikini. So with all the black and that sexy skin tone of yours; it'd be a great contrast."

"That makes sense," both girls nodded to themselves. 

"Tell you what though, let's be prepared and have something for Gina to wear too. Britt brought up the idea of maybe getting some red in the shot, which I think might look good. So do you have something skimpy in black for you, cuz I want as much contrast as I can get I think, and maybe something matching in a pure red for Gina? I think this will probably be the October picture, so it'll kind of have that devil/Halloween theme going."

Kate's pussy was instantly wet as I asked her to make sure she was wearing something real skimpy. Even though I had seen them all naked and made love to them to boot, it still turned her on to think that they could get a rise out of me when they dressed sexy. 

"Uh yeah," Kate stuttered, "I'm sure we have the perfect suits here. We'll bring a couple different ones, just to be sure."

"Oh, is Gina there today too? Britt told me that she didn't see either of you leave for work this morning, so that's good, Gina can help with the clothes. So, what time do you think you'll get home?"

"Uh...I think we may even sneak out a little early after all the overtime from the last two nights; so maybe by four?" she replied.

"I don't know that I'll make it there that early, but I'll try. I'll see you later then...love you."

"Love you too," Kate replied before ending the call. Kate was nearly jumping up and down with excitement. "I can't wait to pose with the hearse,"" she squealed, "and after what we did last night in it...oh fuck, my pussy's so wet right now!"

There was a pregnant pause and then they stared wide-eyed at each other. "What about 'the other calendar' shots?" Kate gasped hoarsely, referring to the x-rated photos Britt and I started taking from the beginning of the calendar shoot. It was going to be a private thing between her and me, but the secret didn't hold for long

"Well we know Britt won't star in that shot," Gina said. "Maybe..." and Kate could hear the gears turning; "maybe you can be Britt for this one and..." she said even more excitedly..."maybe I can shoot it!"

"Oh god," Kate moaned, "I think I'm ready to try anal, but after watching them last night, I don't know if I can do it; I mean, his cock looked fucking huge and Britt has had lots of practice taking it up the butt."

"Aw, don't worry about it baby. You know our lover boy would never hurt you, and I'll be there too, so if you really want to do it, we'll just make sure you're ready. We have all those butt plugs you know, so we can ease you into it, if you know what I mean. And," she said as she ran her hand over Kate's firm butt, "if he's running late, we can get a little head start," giving her pert ass a squeeze.

Kate shivered at the thought. Gina and Britt were her only lover's before I entered the picture, and they were very protective of each other. Kate had also developed a passion for porn and she was determined to experience it all, at least everything that turned her on. The little one had also taken a real interest in photography after being around the studio and she showed some real talent. Gina had also taken a few shots here and there and whether she was feeling left out, or taking a genuine interest, the idea of shooting Kate's first anal adventure had her pussy creaming as well.

"Well let's hurry up and get these suits taken care of and get out of here," Kate said. After taking care of the remainder of their work, they quickly grabbed a couple of extremely skimpy bikinis each and were out the door.

** Nearly 4 p.m. **

"Well we beat George here," Gina said as they pulled into the warehouse/studio/home. They pulled into their spot near the front door and carried in the little bag of clothes from the store. 

"Since we're early, I'm going to go ahead and take a shower and wash my hair," said Kate as she was taking off her clothes before she even got to their bedroom. Standing naked, she ran her hand over her little slit, "I think I need a little clean-up down here too, just in case we shoot for the other calendar," she giggled as she slipped one finger into her tight little pussy. She looked up at Gina, who was licking her lips as she watched the little one's antics. "I don't suppose I could get you to give me a hand?" she asked as she licked her wet finger.

Gina's clothes were on the floor and she had the kicking and squealing Kate over her shoulder before the little one had a chance. "Let's go use George's shower; he won't mind," as she gave the squirming Kate a love slap on the butt. 

They washed each other thoroughly, slippery hands and bodies covered with body wash. Gina's wandering fingers explored Kate's exotic petite frame, paying particular attention to the nether regions. Kate groaned out loud as her roommate bent her over and worked a soapy digit into her tight ass. "I don't know if this little ass of yours can take that big cock or not," as Gina worked her middle finger in and out.

"Ohhh...that does feel good," Kate moaned as Gina twisted her finger about, trying to stretch the little one's asshole. Kate cried out as Gina's thumb slipped into the pouting pussy conveniently placed just below, working both of them steadily. "Ahh fuck..." she moaned again, rocking hard into Gina's hand. 

They needed to finish up and get ready for the shoot and Gina was tempted to leave the girl wanting, but after the fisting Kate had given her last night, she couldn't bring herself to do it. "Okay you little slut, cum for me baby," Gina implored as she slipped her other hand between the little girls legs and ran her fingers over her exposed clit, rubbing and tweaking just enough to trigger a quick, bone jarring climax.

"Ahh shiiittt..."Kate cried out as her body clinched and her pussy and ass sucked on Gina's fingers. Gina held her tight to keep her from collapsing on the hard tile floor, running her hands over her lover's supple skin, rinsing off the remaining suds. After taking a couple moments to get her act back together and thoroughly enjoying the attention, she turned in Gina's embrace and nuzzled the Amazon's ample breasts. "Thank you," she whispered as her tiny tongue traced little circles around the erect nipples. 

It was Gina's turn to moan as her pussy responded to Kate's tender suckling; "Okay, c'mon baby," she said with little conviction, "we need to finish up before George gets here, so have a seat and I'll touch up your pussy and then you can do mine, okay?"

Kate relented, but it wasn't much of a sacrifice. Shaving each other's pussies had become a long standing tradition with the three roommates and about the only thing better was when I did the honors and I didn't stop at the pussy. I take great pride in my talents at shaving legs also and the girls seem to enjoy it if all the squirming and moaning is any indication.

Kate sat her sweet butt on the bench and spread her legs as Gina knelt on a towel and applied a generous amount of shave gel. Secondary tremors erupted as Gina's fingers worked the gel into her delicate skin. Her eyes were riveted on Gina's hands as she deftly worked the razor over her mons, stretching her outer lips, careful to cover every inch. She grabbed the hand held sprayer and rinsed Kate's pussy, rosy and glistening. 

"Looks good," Gina smiled as she turned off the sprayer. "Final check," she said softly as she leaned down and ran her tongue over her completed work. It was all Kate could do to not grab the back of Gina's head and keep her there until she was satisfied once more. A final little quake shook her as Gina french kissed her sex, her tongue slipping through her inner lips.

"I love you," Kate whispered as she pulled Gina up to her and kissed her, tasting her pussy on her roomies lips. "Okay, you next," she giggled.

"Oh no," Gina corrected her; "I still have one area to check, you know, for your debut tonight." Gina smiled at Kate's quizzical look; "Turn, bend over, and spread 'em," she commanded. 

"Oh," Kate replied surprised, blushing. Obeying, she turned toward the wall, bent over at the waist and spread her feet apart. 

"Spread 'em," Gina repeated, placing a kiss on each cheek as she shook the can of gel. Kate reached back with both hands and lewdly spread her ass cheeks apart. "More," Gina demanded a she helped, placing her hands over Kate's and widened the divide. Kate shivered as she imagined Gina's unobstructed view. 

She could hear Gina's heavy breathing and the can sputtering out the green gel. Kate jumped a little as the coolness covered her pucker. She closed her eyes envisioning long fingers dancing around her pink star, her nearby pussy pulsing, looking for attention. Kate figured that Gina couldn't resist probing her ass a little as she worked up a lather and she wasn't disappointed. The slick foam made entry easier and as much as they both wanted to linger, Gina pulled back and went to work with the razor once more.

Kate relaxed a bit sensing that the blade work was complete. "Spread 'em," came the now familiar command, along with a little swat to the left cheek. Once again complying, she cooed as she felt the pulsating spray rinse her pampered ass. What she wasn't prepared for was the final inspection as Gina ducked down and ran her long tongue up from her pussy to her little puckered star and then lingered, the tip of her tongue teasing her back door. 

"Perfect," Gina proclaimed as she gave each cheek another kiss. They shared a long kiss as Kate directed Gina to a sitting position. "Your turn," she smiled, gathering her long wet hair and twirling it into a long strand that hung down her back. Gina smiled and closed her eyes, relaxed as Kate ran her hands up Gina's long muscular thighs and pushed them further apart, giving her access to one of her favorite playgrounds. 

Kate hummed softly as she worked the gel in her hands and then slathered the foam over Gina's puss. "I love your pussy," Kate sang as her fingers worked the foam in and around her lips, massaging her inner thighs and crotch; Gina was in heaven. With a surgeon's skill, Kate gracefully completed her rounds and retrieved the hand held shower. Gina luxuriated in the softly pulsating douche as Kate spread her lips, making sure to rinse off all the excess lather.

Lost in a blissful fugue, Gina wasn't prepared for the final inspection and gasped as Kate's practiced tongue darted around her smooth pussy. Gina was on the edge and Kate smiled, her mouth full of pussy, as Gina ran her fingers through her long black hair and held her in place. Kate worked her magic, her tongue reaching familiar areas and with practiced precision, Gina was soon writhing on the tile bench.

"Kate, Kate, Kate..."she chanted as her pussy convulsed, anointing the little one with her essence as she continued to lap at her friend's pussy. Gina finally had to push the amorous little one away from her tender sex and then physically drug her up and hugged and kissed her to distract her. Kate squirmed in Gina's embrace, working her slick snatch up and down Gina's thigh. Gina had to laugh, breaking the moment.

"What," asked a somewhat incredulous Kate? 

"I'm sorry," Gina continued to titter as she held Kate to her chest; "It's just that when you were humping my leg, I flashed back to when I was little and our dog used to do that to me all the time. I thought it was really gross when a neighbor boy told me what the dog was doing." She saw a little hurt on Kate's face. "Oh baby, don't get me wrong, I love it when you do it, even more so when we do it pussy to pussy; what did Britt call it, tribbing? I'm sorry, the memory just popped into my brain and I couldn't help but laugh."

"Well, the mood's gone now," Kate said, seemingly a bit pissed off. "Just as well; George will be here anytime, so let's get finished up."

"Alright," Gina replied softly, sorry that she had upset her Kate. She stood up next to her and gave her a big hug and a kiss on top of the head. Just as she was about to step away, Kate had her by the arm.

"Whoa, whoa...where do you think you're going? We aren't done yet."

A devilish smile took over Kate's face as she grabbed Gina's hips and spun her around; "Bend and spread em' babe...bend and spread 'em."

Gina laughed and gladly obeyed, bending at the waist and reaching back and spreading her ass wide. Kate stood behind her and admired the view, running her hands over Gina's taut thighs and ass. "God," Kate groaned as her hands lingered, "I wish I had a water-proof camera; or better yet, a big cock. You look so fucking hot bent over like that!"

"Well since you have neither and my hands are getting tired, would you get on with it please?"

Kate bent down for a closer look; "Not bad, but we do have a couple strays, so this'll just take a minute," running her fingers up the divide, eliciting a soft moan from Gina. As promised, a little gel and a couple swipes of the disposable razor, and that was that, except for the all-important final inspection. Kate's little tongue darted about between Gina's slick snatch and her pucker, ducking inside each briefly. 

"Okay, okay," Gina said as she stood up straight, interrupting Kate; "We need to finish up and get our hair dried. George will be here anytime." Kate groaned her disappointment at having been cut off at the pass, but she nodded in agreement and they shared another lingering kiss before stepping out of the shower.

They toweled off and then took turns running a comb through each other's hair before firing up the hair dryer. Gina's brunette locks were long, reaching almost the middle of her back, but Kate's lustrous black hair hung to the back of her knees. Kate made fairly quick work of Gina's, running her fingers through the strands as she blew the hot air over it. She looked at the statuesque woman in the mirror, her eyes closed with a contented look on her face. Her large d-cups stood proud on her chest, her nipples erect and her hands wandered on her flat belly. Kate smiled, thinking to herself 'I'll bet she's wanting to play with her titties or maybe her pussy, but she can't make up her mind.'

Kate was spot-on as Gina enjoyed the relaxing feeling of Kate working her hands through her hair. She could very easily get lost in the moment and bring herself pleasure this time. The clicking off of the dryer cleared the fog. "My turn," Kate said softly as she caressed her friend's butt cheeks and handed her the dryer.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 19



They switched positions and Gina began the arduous job of drying the mass of dark hair. Kate too was soon lost in a dream and stood facing the mirror, eyes closed.

Meanwhile, I pulled into the warehouse and saw that the girls had beat me home. I was going to announce myself when I opened the front door, but the sound of the industrial hair dryer made that futile. I followed the sound to my bathroom and peeked around the door jamb. Gina's beautiful backside faced me as she worked on Kate's long tresses. Kate's reflection in the mirror revealed her beautiful brown eyes closed tight and her hands had found her nipples, strumming them. 

I stood just outside the doorway and watched until I felt someone's eyes upon me. Gina was smiling at me in the mirror as she carried on with her duties. I gave a little sheepish wave and received an air-kiss in return. Her reflected gaze followed my advance as I stepped up behind her. I moved her hair aside and nibbled at her neck while my hands massaged her magnificent derriere. She leaned her head back to give me better access and her soft moan was all it took to give us away. 

Kate opened her eyes and watched as I continued to explore the brunette's long neck, the hair drying now evidently complete. "Hi baby," Kate said as she turned and took the hairdryer from Gina, switching it off. Gina's throaty moan was now more pronounced, not competing with the roar of the dryer. Kate took one of her roommate's nipples between her lips and stroked the other, triggering a shockwave I could feel in my busy hands. Gina squeaked and shuddered again as Kate and I retreated.

Gina leaned down and kissed Kate gently before turning and planting one on me that had my cock searching for a way out. A roaming hand held me at bay; "About time you got here," said a smiling Gina. "You get cleaned up and Kate and I will get ready for the big shoot." She gave me another loving squeeze and turned her cute ass to me and strutted out of the room. 

I turned back to Kate who threw her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and launched a tonsorial attack. I held her by the butt as her tongue ravaged mine. "Wow, what was that for?" I asked, getting back my breath.

Her dark eyes bored into mine; "That's for letting me model with the hearse," as she wiggled in my grasp. 

I could read a question in her eyes as it formed in her devilish little brain; "What?" I asked.

"Well," she asked as she squirmed in my hands, my fingers slipping into the narrow divide; "Have you thought about what you're going to do for the...well you know... the other calendar?"

It was cute to see her blush and then her eyes grow big as one of my fingers found its way to her tight little pucker. "Well," I said as I bounced her a little, reacquiring my hold with one middle finger parked at her rear portal; "I thought, and that's only if you want to... I thought maybe you would do me the honor of posing with me for our private edition of the calendar. Britt agrees that with your unexplainable interest in this particular car, you would be the perfect candidate."

My proposal went unanswered for a couple seconds. Kate's eyes were heavy and she chewed on her lower lip as she tried unsuccessfully to push her tight asshole over my finger. Finally, in frustration, she answered with an evil stare; "I'd love to pose with you for the calendar. I so want a picture of you fucking me on that long black hood; your big cock buried in my tight little pussy."

It was my turn to groan as my cock stiffened at the thought and her tongue once again ran wild in my mouth. I clinched her ass tight and slipped just a bit of my finger through the constricting ring of her ass. The kiss intensified as she rocked in my hands. We broke the kiss, breathless, and I took a couple steps and sat her tiny ass on the cold counter. She moaned in disappointment but then smiled big as she saw the tent she had raised in my shorts. 

Reaching out with her right foot, she tried to further harass my frustrated dick. I grabbed her ankle and held her, letting her toes trace the outline through the khaki's. "You know," she smiled as she watched her toes play, "if you're lucky, I may let you have my ass tonight." She smiled bigger as my cock lurched at her words. "I've been fantasizing about you fucking me in the ass, and when we watched you give Britt this big cock last night..." and then she stopped, covering her mouth to keep anymore of the poorly kept secret from spilling out.

I nearly broke out laughing as I pushed her leg to the side and stepped up to her at the counter. I lifted her chin with my finger and kissed her lightly; "You know, you two would make lousy spies. We knew you were there from the beginning and it made it just that much better that we had an unseen audience. As far as making love to this sweet ass of yours," as I reached around her and gave her a caress, "I've been fantasizing about it too and if you want, I would be honored and I promise I'll do everything I can to make sure it's as pleasurable for you as I'm sure it will be for me." She gave me a concerned nod and I tilted her face upwards once more; "You know I love you and I'd never do anything to hurt you." A small tear formed at the corner of her eye as she nodded again. I kissed the tear away and then kissed her tender lips once more. Then, ever the devil, I picked her up by the waist, stood her up and turned her toward the door. "Okay," I said as I gave her a little swat on that sweet butt, "Get your tempting little ass out of here and go get ready for the shoot. I'll get cleaned up and be with you in a couple."

Kate giggled and stuck her tongue out at me before she stuck that perky butt out at me one more time and skipped out the door. I stripped out of my clothes and let my excitement lead me to the shower. A quick clean and a cold rinse and I was calmed down and ready to act like a professional once more. Thankfully, I didn't have to dress like a professional, so a pair of loose fitting shorts, a t-shirt and a pair of flip-flops, and I was good to go.

The girls were already in the studio and had the lights on and were busy dusting off the car. Even in a couple of long t-shirts purloined from my dresser, they both looked sexy as hell stretching out over the big Cadillac. The further the reach, the more of a hint I got of what they had chosen to wear and happily, all I saw so far was long legs and butt cheeks.

"I think I have the camera and the lights set. It should all be sync'd and slaved, but you may want to check it for me." Kate was telling me this as she stretched to reach the center of the car's roof; a hint of black string shown between her cheeks. Gina caught me looking and when I looked her way, she flipped up the front of her shirt, showing of a tiny red triangle peaking out between her long legs. My cock was awake once more.

"Okay ladies," I said after checking out Kate's handiwork with the camera and lights; "time to get this behemoth on the set. I hope she starts, because I don't think there are enough of us here to push this thing." Kate dropped her duster and headed toward the driver's door, "I'll drive," she squealed as she grabbed for the door handle.

"Whoa there Parnelli," I said. "First off, I've seen you drive and secondly, I don't think you can reach the pedals. Gina love, would you be so kind, " as I opened the door for her. Kate scowled as Gina smiled and slid comfortably into the big car. Thankfully the big V-8 rumbled to life and I directed the lumbering beast onto the set. 

"Well I guess we're ready to shoot. Ladies..." and then I was struck dumb. The girls had their backs to me and from a distance; well they may as well have been naked once the shirts came off. Little hints of color shown across the top of their beautiful butts and a parallel line ran across their backs. They turned and six little triangles of cloth were all they wore; three pitch black and three bright red. They also wore two of the biggest smiles, brought on by the effect they were having on my lower extremities. 

"Jesus," I finally said, "do you really sell those at the store?"

"No," giggled Kate as she bent over to slip on her stiletto heels; "These are for the catalog and on-line sales. Pretty sweet, huh?"

"Sweet isn't the word that I'd probably use to describe them," I stuttered as Gina, now similarly shod and looking eight feet tall, stepped up beside her. "Sexy, boner-inducing, possibly illegal...those are the words that come to mind.

"Well if you think they're too much, or should I say, too little, we have others we can use," Gina said as she made a slow turn. The high heels made her legs and butt look just that much better, if that was possible.

"No, No, let's start with these and if need be, we can try something else." The girls smiled and tittered to each other as I saw them looking down at my crotch. I thought I'd felt a breeze as I looked down to see the tip of my cock sneaking a peek out of the leg of my shorts. I tried to reposition myself, but short of joining the present generation and wearing my shorts halfway down my ass, there was just no way. "Well fuck it, it's your fault," I said to the girls who were now laughing out-loud at my predicament, "You'll just have to deal with it."

"Oh, we'll gladly deal with it," Gina retorted throatily. "As far as that goes, if it gets uncomfortable, you can just take them off...we won't mind."

"Alright, alright," I said as I shooed them back toward the car, "let's get going or we'll never get done."

The shoot went swimmingly as I started with just Kate in her barely-there black bikini. We did all the standard poses, constantly repositioning the suit so that nipples or pussy lips or assholes didn't steal the show. Then we introduced Gina in her red and Britt had been right, the splash of color, as little as it was, added a lot to the overall shot. My dick never did soften, even as I concentrated on the overall shots. 

We must have shot over two hundred frames and I was satisfied and was ready to call it, when Gina chimed in. "George, I just had a thought; can we take a little break? I want to run in and get some things and see what you think...Oh and I can get us some water, I'm thirsty."

"Uh, yeah, fine," not having a clue what she had in mind. Kate stood at my side as we both watched Gina's ass bounce as she scampered to the house in the tall heels.

"Nice ass, huh?" Kate whispered as she reached over and tickled the head of my cock, still poking out.

"Yeah," I replied as I palmed her butt, giving it a loving squeeze.

Gina came back out carrying a gym bag as Kate leaned in and looked over the shots we'd taken on the back of the camera. "Come here babe," Gina beckoned as she sat the bag on the worktable. Gina pulled something from the bag and was working on Kate's makeup I surmised as I took in Kate's backside.

"Ta-da," Gina trumpeted as she turned the little one to face me.

"Holy shit," I spouted. Gina had transformed Kate into the consummate Goth girl. Dark eyes encircled with black eyeliner and then black lipstick. Her fair complexion and black hair worked to complete the look, and the little black bikini made her about the sexiest Goth going. Posing with the hearse made the look just that much more sensible. I could tell as I was snapping away that choosing just one shot for the calendar was going to be nearly impossible. Then to make matters worse, Gina stepped into the shot from the side, also wearing the black eye makeup, but she wore red lipstick that matched her suit. 

"Fuck girls, this is brilliant," I said as I felt my cock pulse. They never broke form, serious expressions throughout and when I had more than I could ever need, I called it for good this time. "Okay girls, that's it and let me tell you up front that you are both brilliant and beautiful and sexy and other things I just can't think of right now. That was an absolutely incredible shoot; now I've got to sit down and catch my breath, and you did all the work."

They both smiled and gave me a kiss on each cheek, one black set of lips and one red. Kate quickly snatched the camera and took a shot of me, adorned in lipstick kisses. They giggled as they looked at the shot and then Kate asked, "Can I take this damned makeup off now? This stuff bugs the hell out of me; I don't know how they wear it all the time."

I knew what she was getting at; she wondered if I wanted this look for the 'private' calendar, and I appreciated her asking. "No babe, as sexy as you both look, I prefer the more natural beauty."

"Good, c'mon Gina, let's get this crap off;" and I got to enjoy a second showing of bouncing butts as they made their way back to the house.

It took them a little longer than I expected and my dick and I were looking forward to next phase. I turned when I heard the girls and they came out with their shoes in one hand and a bottle of wine, some glasses and a plate of something. "I was getting a little hungry," Gina said as she sat down the plate of fruit and cheese. Kate pulled the cork the rest of the way out and poured three glasses. We saluted a successful shoot and sipped and nibbled until we started fidgeting, anxious to start the next shoot.

"Well, are we ready?" Kate asked anxiously.

"Silly question," Gina responded, pointing down to my crotch once more. My cock insisted on sticking its head out where it didn't belong, but before I knew it, Gina was on her knees, my shorts were on the floor and her lips were strangling my cock.

"What the..." was all I could say before Kate interjected.

"See," she said, "you and I are the talent for this shoot and Gina is the photographer and the fluffer." She ran her hand through Gina's long hair as the she worked on swallowing me whole.

"Fluffer?" I stammered as my cock hit the back of Gina's throat.

"Yeah, you know," Kate answered as she ran one hand over my ass and her other on the back of Gina's head; "the person on set who gets the male talent hard for the next scene." 

"I don't think she'll be needed much," as I stopped her bobbing on the upstroke, afraid that the scene would be over before it started. Gina slurped loudly as a long strand of mucus stretched from her lips to my cock head. Kate swooped down and lapped it up before it dripped to the floor and then kissed the fluffer hard, searching for more. 'Fuck,' I told myself as the girls groped one another, 'this is going to be wild.'

"Okay," standing there with my cock waving in the wind; wet, willing and able; "Let's get to it while I still can. Gina, grab your camera."

The barefoot and bikini-clad pornographer grabbed the camera and followed us onto the set. I picked Kate up and plunked her little butt onto the hood and slipped her high-heels back on. The shutter clacked as I ran my hands up and down her legs, forcing them upward as she lay back on the hood. I peppered the insides of her legs with kisses as I approached her nearly-naked pussy. Kate, wide-eyed propped herself up on her elbows, anticipating. I quickly bypassed her sex, catching her excited aroma as I kissed and licked my way up her firm belly. She giggled as I harassed her belly button, tongue-fucking it. The camera shutter was being worked hard as was Gina as she scampered for position; she was really getting into it. I worked my way up to her firm tits, like half an orange perched on her chest; the perfect mouthful. I nosed the scrap of fabric aside, nudging her stiff nipple with the end of my nose. 

"Hold that," Gina directed as she sprawled across the hood, shooting a landscape of the nipple peaked hill. "Okay, take her nipple between your lips."

I glanced up at Kate to see how she was taking to Gina's direction, but her eyes were just glassy as she stared downward. I kissed her nipple and flicked it with my tongue; her hips were beginning to rock. Next I took the nipple between my teeth and gently bit and pulled up, grinning so that you could clearly see her stretched nipple between my teeth. "Fuck that's hot," our photog whispered to herself as Kate's hips bucked, crying out with her first orgasm of the night. I crawled the rest of the way up and kissed Kate, our tongues dueling between us, the camera close at hand capturing it all. 

I backed off the hood and flexed and straightened my back, reaching out to help Kate up. Gina caught our profile, my cock pointing at Kate as she slid off the fender, her hand reaching. We hugged as she turned me, my ass against the fender. Kate kissed her way down my torso until she found my cock. "God I love this cock," she moaned as she took me in her mouth. The angle of attack didn't allow for much depth, but she made up for it with her hands, stroking my saliva anointed shaft and playing with my balls. I felt the car move and looked up to see Gina standing on the hood, looking over me and shooting down at Kate taking me between her lips. "Katie, look up," Gina whispered. Kate paused to twist her head and look up at me, her mouth full and she gurgled as she worked to take me deeper; it was almost enough to make me blow my load then and there.

"Okay, let's take a minute," I said as I coaxed Kate off my cock. "I almost lost it there," as I turned to help Gina off the hood. I wrapped my arms around the back of her legs and she slid down me. I inhaled deep as her pussy passed my nose and I let my tongue slide up her belly and between her tits until her feet hit the floor. 

"What next?" Kate asked as she fanned her glistening body and took a big gulp of water. She passed me the bottle as I thought it through. 

"I need to taste that sweet pussy of yours...kick your shoes off."

Quick to obey, the shoes were off and across the floor. I took her hand and led her to the driver's door. Conveniently the window was open and I picked her up by the waist and effortlessly sat her on the roof of the car. "Now, can you stand up with your feet on the window sill?"

"I think so," as she felt for the sill and stood up, her hand on top of my head. The door was raked back enough that she could stand straight, the top of the window opening just above her knees. Kate looked down at me and realized where my face was and smiled. I smiled back as I leaned forward, slid the little triangle to the side and swiped my tongue up her drenched pussy. "Ah fuck..." she shuddered as my tongue lapped at her clit. She held herself steady by driving my face into her puss. The studio lights flashed as Gina took a wide shot, both of us standing with my face buried in Kate's pussy and my stiff cock smearing pre-cum over the driver's door. I held her by the ass as I sucked another climax out of her little body. I nearly smothered myself as I pulled her writhing body to my face. We were in a rather precarious position and I had to hold her tight to keep her from falling. I was finally able to set her back onto the roof where she collapsed on her back. She was breathing hard, her tits rising and falling as Gina clambered back onto the hood and shot another landscape before bouncing onto the roof and shooting down on her, black hair splayed on the black roof. I lapped at the juices that threatened to pool on the classic car.

I was afraid of Gina denting the roof, so I coaxed her to sit down next to Kate, who was still recovering, and let me help her down. She obediently handed me the camera which I sat on the driver's seat and as I stood up to help her down, her strong legs hooked me to her and I found my face planted in yet another wet snatch. I snacked there until she pushed me away and slid down me to the ground once more. Her lips found mine as her hand found my cock and we kissed and fondled until Kate sat upright, now back amongst the living. 

"Help me down baby," Kate whimpered as Gina begrudgingly let go of my dick and reached in to the car to retrieve the camera. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 19



Gina's string covered ass sticking out of the car window just couldn't be ignored, so I stepped behind her and let my cock tease her as I leaned in to help the little one off the roof of the Caddy. Gina's hips gyrated as her pussy searched for the end of my cock and she let out a frustrated groan as I stepped away with Kate in my arms. Gina backed out of the driver's window and gave me a look that left little to the imagination; my cock was in peril.

I smiled at her in reply, doing a little kegel that caused my cock to wave at her, teasing. I sat Kate back on the hood like a hood ornament and gave her a kiss, whispering, "I can't wait any longer; it's time to fuck this sweet pussy," as I slid one finger between her wet lips.

"Ah yeah...fuck me," she moaned as she clinched her thighs on my hand, her pussy lips sucking on my middle finger.

"Gina," I said as I turned toward her, only to see her watching us with her little red bikini bottom around one ankle and her fingers of her free hand playing with her own pussy. She looked up at me with glazed recognition; "I think we're ready to move on. Why don't you see if you can get a wide shot of the entire car and us up front." Gina nodded in the affirmative as she licked her fingers clean and backed up for the shot; my cock was at full attention once more.

I turned my attention back to Kate and she replied with a moan as I pulled my finger out of her well-lubricated pussy. She quickly grabbed my wrist and sucked her juices off my digit as her big brown eyes bore into mine; my cock throbbed; more pre-cum, this time on the grill. Satisfied that my finger was clean, Kate released her grip and sat up on the polished black hood. Never releasing me from her stare, she leaned down slightly and in one motion grabbed her legs behind her knees, laid back and spread herself lewdly; her leg's forming a 'V'. She was easily the sexiest hood ornament I had ever seen. The lights flashed as Kate glared up at me between her legs; "Fuck me baby," she intoned as she bit her lower lip.

Happy to oblige, I stepped up and pushed my cock down level with her sweet snatch. "Hold it," Gina ordered as she snapped the wide shot and then walked closer for a tighter shot. Satisfied, she stood to my right, maybe three feet away and focused on our impending joining. "Fuck that's hot," she said under her breath as she zoomed in; "Okay, stick it in slowly baby," as she fired off another shot.

Holding her tense thighs, I inched into Kate's tight pussy, pausing momentarily with each progression. Her pussy quivered with each step and her breathing quickened, breasts heaving and her nipples now so hard they could cut glass. Halfway home, I paused again as Gina leaned in for an obscene close-up of my cock splitting the little one's tight lips, Kate's swollen clit begging for attention. I kissed the top of her head as she leaned in between us. Turning, she kissed me hard, her tongue fucking my mouth. Her free hand roamed over my ass and pushed me deeper into our lover.

Kate's pussy grabbed at my cock; "Jesus, just fuck me!" she groaned as she twisted her stiff nipples. Gina released me and tuned to get a great shot of Kate's face squinched in pleasure, eyes closed, as she abused her excited nips. Free to proceed, I grabbed her hips and buried my cock in her, my balls nestled in her ass crack. "God yes," she cried, her eyes now wide; "Fuck me, fuck me hard!"

Sliding my hands up her legs, I spread them wider and drew back and drove for the bottom, bouncing off her cervix. "Oh you fucker," she yelled as she squirmed on the hood, unable to gain any control. I smiled down at her as she glared up at me, moaning as I ground my cock as deep as I could inside her fiery cunt. 

"Come on baby," she whimpered, thrusting her hips as much as she could; "Please just fuck me baby. Fuck my pussy till I cum all over your big beautiful cock baby." My heart did a little flip-flop and my cock twitched at her impassioned plea. Then the capper; a set of firm tits against my back and a throaty whisper in my ear; "Make her cum lover. Fuck that little slut and make her cum all over your cock, but don't you dare cum," as she reached around and split two fingers over my cock. 

Perplexed but anxious to comply, I fucked her slowly; short strokes. "Yes, yes...there, there," Kate moaned, her fingers again tweaking her nipples. 

Gina stayed behind me, thrusting with me, her fingers still riding the top of my cock, the palm of her hand against my belly. "That's it lover; fuck our girl, make her cum all over our cock." 'Our cock' twitched and Gina felt it and squeezed me between her fingers; "No, no, no," she admonished, squeezing tighter. The moment passed and she whispered once more; "Good boy. Now let's make her cum, cuz we want to save all your sweat cream for her ass, don't we?"

Gina anticipated my reaction to her plan, and squeezed me tighter yet. "Here, let's see if I can help," she whispered as she reached around with her other hand and brushed over her roommate's harried pussy. Her long fingers passed over my wet cock and gathered enough juices to anoint Kate's clit. "C'mon baby," she said louder now, flicking Kate's little bean with her fingers. "Cum all over George's cock and get it good and wet." She responded with a low moan and her pussy gripped me tighter. "Come on Katie, cum for us baby...The sooner you cum, the sooner you get to feel this big cock fuck that little ass of yours." Kate's pussy fluttered at the words; "George is gonna take you in the back of this hearse and fuck your ass till he blows his load all the way into your belly and you're gonna cum like you've never cum before."

Gina smiled at me as her fingers flew over Kate's swollen clit. I could feel her pussy contracting, pulling me inward. "Ah fuck meee...I'm cumming, I'm cumming...fuck don't stop...fuck, fuck fuck..." And she exploded; her body writhing on the glossy black hood and I had to pull out abruptly to keep from losing my load. Kate's eyes widened when she felt the emptiness; only to convulse again as I took her in my mouth and sucked and licked my way through another orgasm. 

The tremors slowly subsided and Gina ran her fingers through my hair as I played with Kate's tired, pouting pussy. I soon felt lips on my still rigid cock, gently cleaning, and I glanced down to see Gina looking up at me with a look of love, mixed with lust. I reached for her and pulled her up, afraid that she'd be the one to trip my trigger before I was ready. We kissed passionately and my hand wandered to her wet pussy. She moaned into our kiss and spread her legs wantonly, granting me full access. 

Kate was now back amongst the living and sat upright and snuggled up to us and let her hands roam over us both. She somehow managed to wedge her head in between us and suckled on Gina's tit as my fingers worked over her gushing snatch. Her aroma was heady and Kate inhaled deeply as she continued to torment her friend's nipples. I felt Kate's hand follow my arm downward till she reached my wrist and grabbed it gently. "Here," she said as she pulled on my hand; "Lay her on the hood and we can share." Gina's pussy responded to the suggestion, pushing me out as she slid up onto the Caddy bonnet without assistance. Smiling, she laid back as she grabbed her legs and pulled back, her knees now alongside her head, her pussy and ass gloriously on display, glistening with her juices. "Eat me," she commanded.

Shoulder to shoulder, Kate and I dined on the feast laid out before us. Alternating from the sweet, succulent flesh of her pussy to the tart, tightness of her puckered star, we soon had Gina speaking in tongues, bucking and bouncing through one orgasm after the other. "No more, no more," she finally panted, releasing her hold on her legs and trying to force us away from the buffet. Not wanting to appear piggish, the little one and I stood upright and kissed, licking the remains of our treat off each other. Hugging, Kate whispered in my ear as her hand found my half-hard cock; "I think I'm ready for you to take my ass." She shuddered as she spoke and felt me grow in her hand.

We paused for a few minutes to quench our thirst and give Gina some time to recover. We stood at the table and fed each other as we petted and caressed one another. Two soft hands surrounded my cock and brought it back to life. Kate and Gina made out, leaning against my chest. Pausing, they both looked up at me and Kate whispered sheepishly, "I think I'm ready."

I saw both lust and hesitation in her eyes. I leaned down and kissed her forehead; "I know I am," flexing my cock in her hand. They both broke out in big smiles and Gina leaned over and kissed her, reassuring; "I'll make sure he doesn't hurt you with this big cock."

They both gave me another squeeze as I asked Gina; "Okay boss, how do you want to do it?"

"Well," she paused, caught off-guard, wrinkling her brow; "We want to shoot it inside the back, and we don't want to move the lights, so I think we can get by with just the one flash, and if we get shadows, I think it might add to the shot."

I was impressed and I was about to step into mentor mode and expound further on the nuances of on-camera lighting when Kate began walking toward the back of the car, my cock still held firmly in her grasp. "C'mon guys," she said pulling us both along; "I'm gonna get my ass fucked and we're going to take pictures...how fucking complicated can it be?"

Gina laughed at her friend; "Okay, okay...let me at least go get the flash...Jeez!"

Kate and I stood at the back of the hearse making out as we waited for the photographer to return. I held her off the ground as my hands played with her butt. She moaned into our kiss as my fingers slipped into her wet pussy, spreading her juices to her awaiting ass. She moaned deeper, thrusting her tongue as I slipped a finger into her butt, stirring gently. Gina's caress of both our butts broke the moment.

"Okay," Gina started; "Lover," her hand squeezing my cheek, "You crawl in and lay on your back with your head toward the front."

"Okay," and the opportunity wasn't wasted as they grabbed at my swinging cock and balls as I crawled in on all fours. I lay on my back and my half-hard cock flopped to the side.

"Okay Katie, you're going to have to be the fluffer now, so get up there and get that cock hard again."

Without hesitation, Kate crawled up on hands and knees and promptly took me in her mouth. Light bounced around the cavernous cadaver-wagon as Gina took a wide shot. I closed my eyes, enjoying Katie's talented mouth and envisioned the shot; my big size twelve's, toes up, and Kate's scrumptious backside, pussy wet, all framed by the back door of the Cadillac hearse.

The springs of the big car gave just a little, ruining Gina's attempt at sneaking in to join us. Kate moaned on my cock and squeezed my balls in her little hand. "Ah fuck," she narrated as she moved her hand up to stroke my slobber-covered cock; "Gina's licking my ass baby," she moaned. She nibbled at the tip of my rigid member, rocking her hips as her girlfriend ran her tongue alternately from her pussy to her ass. "Oh jeez...fuck baby, yeah...finger my ass baby...un-huh...yeah...fuck me baby, fuck my ass!"

My eyes had adjusted to the light and I could see Gina smiling at me over Kate's backside as she worked her magic at the little one's back door. Kate resumed her sucking duties and groaned as she took me deep. I was thoroughly enjoying myself; my cock was now at full attention and I was ready for the next step in the de-flowering of Kate's sweet, young and undoubtedly tight ass. I glanced back up at our director, only to find Gina with her eyes closed, drawing a large tapered butt-plug in and out between her wet lips in rhythm with her finger fucking Kate's ass.

Gina opened her eyes and caught mine and then winked, holding the plug up for my inspection. The blue glass shined with her saliva as she took aim. I gritted my teeth, ready to have my cock bitten off as Gina replaced her slender middle-finger with the sizable tapered plug. Luckily, Kate was on the up-stoke and verily spit my dick out, but squeezed the hell out of my balls as her roommate swapped finger for plug in one well-synchronized move. 

"Fffuuccckkk..." she groaned as she dropped her head to my belly and her body shook. Gina smiled, quite happy with the response and she planted a couple kisses on Kate's quivering ass cheeks. Kate tilted her head and stared at me though strands of hair, gritting her teeth as her body continued to react to the anal assault. I brushed the hair from her face as Gina ran her hands over her butt and back. We simply stared at one another as I ran my fingers through her long tresses and she moaned as Gina leaned into her, working the plug in her ass. A few minutes passed and now Kate was moaning in obvious pleasure; "I think she's ready," Gina said as she reached down and pushed hard on the end of the plug. Kate's eyes widened as she pushed back, looking for more. Pushing herself back up on all four, she grinned down at me before taking me in her mouth once more and whispered, "I want this in my ass now!" 

Gina snickered as she worked two fingers under the flange on the plug and then slowly pulled it out, leaving Kate to moan on my hard cock once more. "Okay baby," Gina said as she gave Kate's butt a little slap; "Move on up there and let me make sure this cock is lubed up enough." Kate crawled up and we kissed as Gina took me in her mouth and applied another healthy dose of saliva. After a couple attempts at swallowing me whole, she relinquished my slippery cock. "Okay lover," grabbing Kate by the hips and pulling her into position, her virgin ass poised above my slick, throbbing dick; "Are you ready baby?"

"I think so," she squeaked as Gina held my cock upright and guided Kate's descent until her tight pink pucker rested on the tip of my cock. Gina moaned, her head on my thigh, face to face with our eminent coupling; Kate mumbled something about a picture, but that thought was out the window as Gina pulled down on her hips. "Ah fuck," Kate gasped as the head of my cock popped inside. I could only grit my teeth as I said a little prayer, hoping I could get the rest of my cock in this angel's sweet ass.

"Fuck that's hot," Gina said to no one in particular; "Okay baby...just relax and get used to it." Kate straddled me with her eyes closed, chewing on her bottom lip, the crown of my cock being strangled by her tight sphincter. Her expression was one of extreme concentration as she moved her hips in microscopic increments. My view was breathtaking. Kate's long black hair pooled beside us, framing her sculpted body perched on my rigid cock. On the horizon between Kate's quivering thighs, Gina stared as we both watched Kate's slow descent. 

"Oh...oh...oh..." Kate moaned with every inch she took in. It took all the willpower I could muster not to grab her by the hips and pull her down my length. After what seemed an eternity, my view of Gina was blocked as the little one had taken me entirely up her virgin ass. She looked down at me with a smile and pushed, grinding her slick pussy into my groin; "Fuck that feels good," grinding a little more. "I can't believe I got it all in there."

"Believe it," I said and she squealed as I flexed my cock. Gina's smiling face appeared over Kate's shoulder and she caressed my balls as she turned and kissed her roommate; "Well, now that you have it, what are you going to do with it?"

Kate wore a worried look as she glanced back and forth from me, to Gina and then down at our intersection. "I don't know; I'm almost afraid to move, it's so fucking tight and it feels so good, I just want to sit here."

I laughed at Kate's predicament, which evidently had a ripple effect that had her squealing once more and her ass trying to squeeze the life out of me. "Stop that," she screamed as she jumped up a bit and then drove her butt back down. Her eyes grew big as a small orgasm rippled through her..."Holy shit!" she groaned. Resting her hands on my chest, she slowly began moving, searching for another orgasm.

"Slowly baby," Gina whispered as she held Kate, guiding her incrementally up and down my numb cock until she was cycling my full length. Kate's tight little body, glistening with sweat, quaked occasionally as little orgasms erupted within her. Gina held her tight and moved with her, like she was using Kate as a fuck toy. "That's it baby, take lover boy's cock all the way up your ass. Fuck him with your ass till he can't take it anymore."

Gritting her teeth, Kate picked up the pace; "Fuck you feel good in my ass...Do you like fucking my ass baby?" She drove her ass down my cock, trying to push me through the carpeted floor of the Cadillac. "You like my tight ass fucking your big cock, huh? Are you gonna fuck my ass until you cum inside me...fill me with your hot cum baby?"

That was all I needed to hear...challenge accepted. "Fuck yeah baby," I groaned, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her tight and flexing my cock in her ass, grinding into her. Kate threw her head back and Gina held her upright as I plowed her ass mercilessly, lifting her and slamming her back down. So light and petite, I was fucking her like you'd like to imagine it would be like to fuck one of those inflatable dolls from the dirty bookstore downtown. But Kate's ass was hot and tight, strangling my cock, begging me to put out her fire. "Holy fuck baby," I bellowed as I felt my balls try to back up into my gut and my cock swelled. "Here it is babe!!!" as I pulled her tight to my groin and came again and again until I thought I would pass out. 

"Ahh Fuck baby," she cried, "Fuckin' cummin' again...fuck me...fuck my ass...fuck...fuck...fuccckkkk meeee!!!" Kate shook uncontrollably as Gina held her tight. I was worthless to help out; completely spent and just barely conscious except for the feeling of her ass trying to choke my poor dick to death. 

Slowly we both caught our breath and our heartbeats slowed. Inside the hearse was like an oven and all three of us glistened with sweat. I found the strength to reach up and beckoned them both to lay down with me as I wasn't about to get up anytime soon. Kate collapsed flat on me, her ass still clinching my spent cock, her head on my chest. I ran my right hand up and down her back, flipping her hair to the side to help her cool down. Gina lay down beside us, snuggling us both as her hand strayed up and down her roommate's backside and she nibbled at my ear. "You are incredible," she whispered as she leaned up to give me a peck on the lips. All I could do was sigh and pull her tighter to us, not that we needed the extra body heat. 

I think we all drifted off for a couple minutes and I woke to Gina softly purring in my ear and a tugging at my chest as Kate played with my chest hair. I reached up and tickled her ribs; "Don't," she admonished, "I don't want to lose you." I felt a little clinch on my cock, surprised that I was still nestled inside her.

Gina yawned in my ear and stretched, nearly shoving the little one off of me. "Hey, quit it," Kate squeaked as she pushed back. Gina evidently figured it was time to get up anyway, so she gave a little more deliberate shove and I felt my cock being freed from its comfortable confines as Kate rolled off and ended up wedged between me and the wheel well of the Caddy. Gina took advantage and leaned over me and began tickling Kate until she had her pinned down and they kissed and fondled until I finally had to push the leggy brunette off of me. "C'mon girls," I said as I tried to extricate myself from the pile; "This floor isn't built for the living and my back is killing me. You can stay here and fool around, but I'm gonna get cleaned up and climb into bed."

"Alright you party-poop," Gina said as she tried to go after my dick with her toes as I backed out of the hearse.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 20



** Friday afternoon **

I pulled the big Ford pick-up around the last corner on the way to my home/office/studio. Located in one of the older, undeveloped commercial parts of town, it was an unlikely place to live. Years earlier I had stumbled onto the old brick-veneered warehouse and they were nearly giving it away. Unencumbered by a serious mate, I built what turned out to be a pretty slick home in one corner of the cavernous space. No one had a clue, particularly the building department, that this was any more than one of many long forgotten buildings.

My long-time pipe dream was to be a professional photographer and this place seemed to offer endless possibilities. If that didn't pan out, odds are that redevelopment would eventually move in and I'd be sitting on a prime piece of land. What never was part of the dream was that one day I would be sharing my home with the woman of my dreams and her two best friends. Britt is my ultimate fantasy girl and I love her more than I can say. Beyond being a beautiful blonde with a body to die for, she is fun and caring and is more open and free about life and love than most people would have the nerve to even attempt. Britt has changed my life and she has an effect on everyone she meets; almost a superpower. If there was an evil bone in her curvaceous body, the world would be in for a serious ass-whoopin'.

When we met, she was living with her two best friends, Gina and Kate. They are all enrolled at a local university and under Britt's guidance they made it through the first year by avoiding the standard pitfalls of college life...parties and sex; well sex with the opposite sex anyway. They cloistered themselves away in their little rental house when they weren't in class and studied. They buried their noses in textbooks, but when the urges arose, and they arose often, they buried their noses, tongues, fingers and whatever else was handy in each other's pussies. Their earlier individual experiences with the male sex varied from non-existent to un-satisfactory, so the Sapphic situation they found themselves in suited them just fine; that is until I came along, or I should say, until Britt found me. Anyway, leave it said that this summer has been a mind-blowing, dick-breaking fantasy cum true.

Britt and I had planned a little alone-time this afternoon and I had a couple ideas to extend our private time together. Don't get me wrong, being the resident stud for three beautiful women is more than I could ever have dreamed of, but Britt still had a firm grasp on my heart and I selfishly wanted her to myself for awhile. 

A large flatbed tow truck was just nosing out of the warehouse as I made my way down the street. Firmly tethered to the bed was 'The Demon Car', as Britt had dubbed the classic Cadillac hearse that we had just shot for a calendar. Britt had an unexplained fear of the car and I suppose what it represented. For that reason, she had refused to pose with the car, so it fell to Kate and Gina to pose in next-to-nothing swimwear with the big black beast. Britt followed the truck out into the street, none too closely, to make sure it was truly gone. I gave the driver a nod as he passed me by and I glanced up at the ominous Caddy. I wondered what the proud owner of the car would have thought if he'd known of the debauchery that took place on and in his beloved trophy car. 

I pulled into the driveway where Britt awaited; "and good riddance," she yelled as the truck turned the corner. I was laughing out loud when she surprised me by jumping up on the running board and nearly climbing through the driver-side window. She grabbed my head and kissed me like I'd been at sea for a year. The horn blared as she wedged herself between me and the wheel, her tongue assaulting mine. The honking reverberated through the warehouse and back out the big rolling door like it was amplified. I tried to get her off the center of the steering wheel and she finally relented and continued her entrance. I nibbled at her t-shirt clad tits and belly and lovingly spanked her ass as she made her way to the passenger seat. Her long firm legs seem to take forever to pass, not that I was complaining as I kissed and caressed them as they moved by.

"Hi lover," she said, leaning in for another kiss after she had her sweet ass situated.

"Hi yourself," I answered, threading my fingers through her blonde tresses, my turn to control the kiss. Her hand strayed to my lap as we made out, still parked across the sidewalk. The kissing intensified as she found my reaction to her affection.

"Ummm," she moaned into our kiss as her hand tried to wrap around my cock through my pants. 

"Okay," I said, coming up for air; "Let's at least get it off the street," and I pulled up the 150 feet it took to get to the front door of our home. Her hand still held me tight and I was ready to just take her right there in the front seat, but as soon as I stuck it in park and shut it down, she let me go and slipped out the passenger door and into the house. I sat, stiff and horny as I watched her perky, shorts-clad butt bounce through the door. Adjusting my third leg into a more comfortable position, I made my way inside, ready to pounce.

"I just need to get changed," she yelled from the master bedroom. "Take a quick shower if you need to and then we'll be on our way."

I was kind of miffed as I made my way to the bedroom. Britt can be a tease and takes great delight on how quickly she can get me wound up and ready to go, but rarely does she leave me hanging. Bad pun, but as I turned the corner, the view would have had any cock reaching for the skies. Clad in only the smallest pair of panties known to man, I watched her slip on what would be classified as a micro-mini skirt. White and pleated, it just covered her butt cheeks. Her long tanned legs contrasted nicely and I watched her calf muscles strain as she reached up for a blouse that hung from a hook on the wall. Buttoning it up, the burgundy silk just hit the top of the skirt, giving playful glimpses of her taut belly. She glanced in the mirror and un-buttoned the upper button and nodded, satisfied with the window to her cleavage. She spotted me in the mirror and gave me an air-kiss and a wink as I stood there, mesmerized. She giggled at me and skipped over to the closet and looked over her immense shoe collection. My lover bent at the waist and took her time making her selection, giving me ample time to stare at her gorgeous ass. Seemingly bare, but for a small white thread that hid between her cheeks, her butt beckoned me. I resisted though as I watched her grab a pair of 5 inch strappy sandals that I knew from experience would make her legs and ass look just that much better, if that was possible. She looked back at me and smiled as I watched her slip into the stilettos.

"So is this okay," she asked as she straightened up and did a quick spin, the little skirt flaring out to give me a peek of the little bit of material that made up the front of her knickers.

I answered by re-arranging my stiffness once more and she smiled and strutted up to me. With the heels, we were nearly nose-to-nose and she tilted her head back slightly for a kiss. "Glad you approve," she said softly as she once again had her hand on my cock, rubbing it slowly through the fabric. "So, are you going to get changed?" giving me a little squeeze.

"I'd rather throw you down on the bed and take these clothes back off of you," I stated, both hands firmly holding an ass cheek. Britt purred as I nuzzled her neck.

"You promised you'd take me shopping, so playtime will have to wait," giving me a final tickle before slipping from my grasp. "I'll wait for you in the living room." 

** Early Afternoon **

Thank god for the invention of automatic transmissions. My hand never left her silky thigh as we made our way to the surprisingly un-crowded mall parking lot. I helped her out of the truck and we walked hand-in-hand through the main entrance. The smell of some sort of grilled meat assaulted me as I stepped over the threshold and my stomach growled. Britt giggled and reached over and rubbed my tummy. "I guess our first stop is to get some lunch." I wasn't going to argue, figuring that more time eating meant less time shopping. I steered her toward the imitation pub, where I'm sure the aromas were purposely pumped out into the mall, and we found a small booth at the back. After our mock serving wench took our drink orders, we sat hip to hip and just talked and laughed about nothing in particular.

After an okay lunch that surely bore little resemblance to its British counterpart, we made our way to the first of many stops. In the beginning, I was holding up pretty well as she tried to keep me involved, flirting and teasing as she tried on skirts and blouses. I dodged the dangerous, "Do these make my butt look big," type questions and even scored some points on a few of my critiques. Feeling like an overworked pack mule, laden with multiple bags, my girl sensed I was running out of steam. She glanced at her watch and with a little smile she said, "Thanks baby," giving me a quick kiss, "just two more stops and we're out of here."

Glad to hear that there really was an end to this excursion, I sucked up a second wind and dutifully followed, watching her perky butt flouncing her skirt up and down. Distracted, I didn't realize where we were until it was too late. "Oh god," I mumbled to myself as we stepped into a massive shoe store...I was so screwed. I'd made an earlier shoe store run with all three girls a while back. Even though we knew exactly what we were looking for it seemed to take forever. This place however was like the superstore of shoes; I couldn't even see the back wall of the store it was so big. Britt heard my grumble and took my hand to make sure I couldn't retreat. "This is a brand new store and they have everything and really good prices. It's kind of self-serve; they only have people at the register, so you have to find your size and try them on yourself." She said this all with great delight, like a little kid who'd just walked into Disneyland.

I managed to suppress the audible complaining, but she did catch my eye-roll. "Oh this could be fun," she chided, trying to get me to catch her enthusiasm. "Oh, I just had an idea," she said as she stopped and spun to face me in the aisle of fuzzy slippers. "I'll be the teasing, sexy customer and you can be the horny young shoe salesman." 

I tried to maintain my bored demeanor, but inwardly I was thinking this could turn out to be kind of fun, particularly since we seemed to be the only customers in this 'Grand Canyon' of shoes. I followed close behind her as we navigated around piles of boxes of shoes that earlier customers had rejected and left scattered in the aisles. One finger canyon after another we traversed and I feared we'd never find our way back out until we came to the area that she and Becky must have scoped out yesterday. "Just set the bags down there," she said, pointing to one of the empty chairs that made up the circular fitting area. A mirror was standing off to the side and a couple of those little stools with the angled footrest were scattered about. There was even one of those metal sizing tools that you stand on and the salesman pinches the hell out of your foot to determine your foot parameters. Britt made a beeline to about three different pair of sexy heels and slipped into her role of sexy shoe shopper.

"I'd like to try a pair of each of these," she said, handing me her selection.

"Yes Mam," I replied. "Do you happen to know your shoe size?"

"I don't recall,"" she answered in a sultry tone, "You probably ought to check it."

"Okay then, if you'll take a seat," and I directed her to an empty chair. I pulled up one of the little stools and waited for her to put her foot up on the sloped rest. Britt stalled and I glanced up to see her staring at me as though she was perturbed with me for not doing my job. "Oh, sorry," I mumbled as I put my hand under her calf and sat her foot on the rest. I fumbled with the tiny buckle as my eyes ran up her leg, turning at her knee and down her thigh which seemed extremely long because of the extreme shortness of her skirt. Britt let out a little moan as I finally slipped off the high-heel and she wiggled her toes as I continued to hold her calf. 

"Oh it's good to have that off," she said, continuing to wiggle and flex. "Would you mind?" she asked demurely.

'Would I mind what?' I asked myself. She tried to raise her leg which I still cradled in my hand, pointing her painted toes at me. "Oh," I said (mental head-slap). I took her foot in both hands and began to massage it, running my fingers between her toes, working the ball and the arch. She had her eyes closed as she moaned softly. I got a little braver and ran my hands up and down, over her ankles and nearly to her knees; no objections from my sexy customer. Feeling more confident, I made long sweeping passes, from her toes to her knees. I managed to spread her legs a bit more and took a quick glance. I audibly inhaled as I spied a glistening slit barely hidden under her short skirt. 'The little vixen slipped off her panties,' I said to myself as I felt the front of my pants tighten.

"See anything you like?" she asked huskily. I think I was actually blushing as I slowly looked up at her. She gave me a wry smile, letting me know that she had caught me in the act. "Since we both seem to be enjoying ourselves...here," she said as she lifted her other foot. With a sheepish grin, I gently sat her bare foot down and lifted the shod one onto the footrest. Britt stared at me intently as I did a more efficient job extracting her lovely foot from her other shoe. I repeated the massage regimen and her legs involuntarily spread wider and her excitement was more evident. Mine meanwhile was bent double. Her soft moaning would have been worrisome elsewhere, but the canyon walls of cardboard captured all the sound. 

Britt's hips now began to rock and she had a death grip on the arms of the chair. Figuring I may as well go for broke, I brought her foot to my mouth and ran my tongue around her little toes, alternately taking in one after the other and sucking them. Britt threw her other leg up on my shoulder and I massaged both legs as I continued to lick and suck on her toes. "Oh Jesus," she moaned under her breath as her hips rocked and her legs twisted in my grasp. Nearly there, I ran my thumb inside her arch and rubbed fairly hard, still paying attention to her toes. "Uh...Uh...Uh..."she panted until her whole body shook with pleasure. I held her legs tight; putting me in a headlock as she nearly worked herself off the edge of the chair. Slowly she caught her breath and forced her eyes to open. "I need to take you shoe shopping more often," she croaked hoarsely with a smile on her face.

"Man, I never get that kind of service when I shop for shoes." The voice came from directly behind me and I jumped up, nearly flipping my satisfied customer out of her seat. A redhead was bent over double in the chair behind me, laughing as I stumbled around trying to upright Britt and hide my own excitement. Only when she'd recovered enough to look up and I heard Britt start to laugh did I know I had been played. The rhapsodic redhead was none other than Becky, Britt's newest friend and playmate and a one-time model that we had met trying on boots and hats at a store that she worked at. Britt stumbled barefoot and landed in Becky's lap and they laughed and hugged before finding each other's mouths and kissed until my cock was once again standing at the ready.

"That was incredible," Becky said after she had caught her breath and ran her fingers through her tussled mane. "Did he really get you off just by sucking your toes?"

Britt looked up at me; I was still standing there kind of dumb-founded with an obvious hard-on trying to break free from the confines of my pants. "Yeah, I guess he did," she sighed. "I was fantasizing about him being the shy, horny salesman that I seduced into fucking me over the back of this chair with me only wearing a pair of black leather thigh-high boots." Both girls shivered at the notion and then broke out tittering as my cock visibly throbbed. 

"So," I said, standing in front of them, stiff-dicked, looking to change the subject; "I take it you two planned this yesterday. There is no way in hell that you," glancing at Becky, "just happened to be here, much less being able to track us down in this ridiculous store."

They both broke into giggles once more and Britt stood up and gave me a big crotch-grinding hug. "Yeah baby, we thought it would be fun and Becky kind of wanted to get to know you a little better, you know, away from the studio." I glanced down at the pretty redhead and caught her blushing as she chewed on her lower lip, staring up at us. Britt gave me a soft kiss and as she was giving me another hug, she whispered, "Why don't you give her a foot massage while I pick out my shoes?"

I pulled back and looked her in the eye to make sure I was hearing her right. Her eyes glistened as she ran her tongue over her lips. "So you're really here to buy shoes?" I asked as incredulously as I could. Both girls busted up again and Britt gave me a little pat on the junk and turned to begin her search for the perfect shoe. 

Becky was still laughing and was watching Britt's backside walking away, not noticing that I had grabbed my trusty little stool and took my place in front of her. Clearing my throat, she turned her head and gave me that deer-in-the- headlight look. Clearly this wasn't in the previously discussed scenario. She blushed once more as I crooked my finger at her and pointed, indicating that she should put her foot up on the bench. "Oh...ooo-kay," she whispered, glancing around as she lifted her high-heeled foot; I hadn't taken note of what she was wearing until now. She too had on a short skirt that and a button-up blouse. My dick spoke up, asking if she had also decided that panties weren't a necessary option.

Thankfully, she had cut me some slack and didn't have buckles for me to deal with. She shivered as I rested her calf in the palm of one hand as I slid the black spiked shoe off her foot. Her eyes grew big as I lifted her leg and began to massage her delicate foot. Little moans escaped her lips as I worked my fingers between her pedicured piggy's. Her eyes grew bigger yet and she inhaled loudly as I brought her toes to my mouth and let my tongue play, slipping in and out between them. "Oh my gawd..." she moaned as I took her little toe between my lips, sucking gently. I heard Britt giggle quietly at her friend's response. I worked my way up to her big toe and sucked, running my tongue around as my hands wandered up her calf. I flashed back to the teasing pose she'd struck just this morning, playing possum, lying in bed, half covered. Her moans grew louder and I looked up at her green eyes, glowing intensely and her knuckles were white as she strangled the arms of the chair. 

Round one out of the way, I sat her pampered foot on the floor and with just a nod, she obediently set her other foot on the stool. I repeated the process and I could feel her eyes on me as I ran my hands down her calf. It was my turn to moan a little as I felt her slip her other foot up the ramp and her toes searched for my hard-on; I deliberately slid forward to give her a better chance of finding her mark. Thoroughly enjoying each other we had ignored Britt, which is something that one just doesn't do. Taking a seat next to her heavy breathing friend, she whispered in her ear just before she leaned over and kissed her hard; "It's about time to go."

With no other warning than that, Britt played tonsil hockey with Becky while sliding her hand down to lift the redhead's skirt and slip beneath the silk shroud that covered her slick sex. Becky nearly kicked me off the stool as Britt's practiced touch sent Becky over the top. Only the smothering kiss kept the writhing redhead from screaming out loud. Aftershocks rocked her as I had her calves straddling my head and I ran my soothing hands up and down her thighs, nearly able to reach her waist. Her chest heaved as she caught her breath and Britt held her and petted her until she was together enough to speak. "Gawd you guys, I wasn't expecting that." She sniffled, "I mean, that was really...I mean, you two are just so...I don't know...I'm just so glad to have met you..." and the tears began to flow. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 20



There's not much I hate to see more than a woman cry, even if it is tears of happiness, so the natural instinct to comfort kicked in and I sat beside her and we group hugged until we had it all back together. Through all this, my excitement had waned and I didn't really give it a second thought. We gathered up Britt's selections, luckily only two pair, and made our way to the front of the store. "You know, they really should have rest stops, you know with water and bathrooms," I joked, still kind of disgusted on how big the store was. The girls laughed and I got rib-tickled from both sides. Finally the checkout counter was in sight on the horizon and two young women stood at the ready to take our money.

"Did you find everything you were looking for?" the older, more studious-looking one asked. The other, obviously the younger trainee, fussed with the boxes, repacking the shoes and glancing back and forth from the boxes to me. I wondered if I was being considered a potential shop lifter; maybe I slipped a couple more pairs of shoes in the boxes; the manager-type chirped, "Cash, credit, debit?"

"Oh yeah, sorry...credit," and I handed her my Amex card. Britt and Becky had meanwhile wandered off to another rack near the entrance and giggled and talked low as they looked over socks and whatever kinds of shoe-related items hung there. I felt I was being watched and looked at the trainee just as she turned her head back to her work; I detected a little smirk. 

"Here you go sir," sliding the receipt in front of me to sign.

"Uh, thanks," I said, signing the bill and pocketing my copy.

"Hope to see you again soon," said the trainee as she sat the bagged boxes on the counter.

"Uh, yeah," I half answered. Things still seemed a little off, but I figured it was just me until I grabbed my bag. I glanced behind the checkout and in the reflection of the display case I saw what looked like a television screen underneath the counter I stood at. 'Holy shit,' I said to myself, 'video surveillance cameras.' Of course they had video cameras, particularly in a store this frickin' big. And I knew from the little wink that the trainee gave me as I turned to leave the store, that we had probably made a usually boring night shift a little more enjoyable for the shoe peddlers. "Okay ladies," I said as I herded Britt and Becky toward the entrance, "let's get going." A quick glance at the counter got me a little one-finger wave from both clerks as we exited the store. 

The girls chattered away; unaware of how they were un¬witting stars of a little R-rated shoe store drama. I was completely turned around but assumed that we were headed toward the exit...wrong again. "Here we go baby," Britt exclaimed as they had me hemmed in and guided me through yet another set of glass doors. 

"Aw crap," I said out loud, which earned me another round of rib-poking. Now don't get me wrong, I'm a fan of lingerie, particularly when it is wrapped around a beautiful woman. I understand the utilitarian aspect of the bra and panties, and I kind of get what the corset is all about, but after that, I think ol' Vickie's real Secret is that you can make a butt load of money selling very little for a whole lot. On top of that, it's my understanding that most of it is not very comfortable, it won't keep you warm, and it generally isn't worn long enough to really be appreciated; which I guess is really what it is all about. 

"Hi Lisa," Britt said to the girl at the counter. "We're back; we brought our man with us tonight to make sure he likes what we picked out last night."

"Oh that's great," the slender brunette said with a knowing nod, "I'll leave you to it; I'm way behind on my paperwork here, but if you have any questions or need any help, just let me know."

"Great," she replied. "Babe, just leave our bags here and Lisa will keep an eye on them for us." I sat the bags down against the counter and Lisa gave me a little wink as I turned to the girls; 'Boy, the women in this mall sure wink a lot,' I said to myself. The girls each took a hand and pulled me into the bowels of lace and satin. Like kids in a candy store, the bounced from rack to rack, picking out tiny remnants of fabric and teasing me and each other. They had assembled a little pile of items and disappeared into the dressing room. I'm not sure what the rules are when the store has more than just us three patrons in it, but I assume that when you try something on; you don't walk back into the store and parade around in your selection. As I dutifully sat in my chair, waiting for the girls, I looked around this time for the security cameras. 

I caught a little movement out of the corner of my eye and looked up to see Britt and Becky, arm in arm, wearing matching outfits. I think the proper name for them is 'Babydoll;' basically a black see-through mesh top with a bit of a bra built into it and long enough to just cover the tiniest pair of black bikini panties. My cock and I both approved, me with a soft wolf-whistle, my cock just standing up and trying to applaud. They smiled as they did the cat-walk strut and did a slow turn, giving me ample time to admire their bare butts and barely covered backs.

"You like," they asked with one hand on their hips cocked till they touched each other.

"Uhh...yeah," I said like it was about the dumbest question ever asked. "Hold that pose for a second," as I pulled out the Blackberry, wishing I had a better camera with me. I got off a shot and they turned and gave me the backside once again; "camera phone..." I grumbled as I waited for the damn thing to focus and shoot.

"Don't worry baby," Britt said as they headed back to the dressing room, arm in arm; "You can use your big one later;" and the laughter echoed from the dressing area. It took me a minute to catch on; blame it on blood loss to the brain.

With runway model speed, they were back, but this time they wore completely different outfits. Becky came out first wearing a white one-piece that had cut-out sides and fringe hanging from the bra area and at the legs, reminiscent of a fringed leather coat...kind of western looking. My mind quickly conjured the picture and Becky was right with me; "Wish I had my hat and boots," as she strutted out ahead and turned, pausing in front of me. She gave a little hip-check, giving me a peek of her butt cheeks hiding behind the fringe. She moved on back, letting Britt take center stage. My blonde lover was dressed in what I would call a kimono, a very short and very purple robe. Her breasts bounced proudly beneath the silky shroud and her muscular legs carried her to me. She stopped and did a quick turn, the robe parting just enough at the bottom to hint at something special. With her back to me, she looked at me over her shoulder and then opened the garment wide, like a flasher in a back alley. Becky gave a soft wolf-whistle in approval as Britt slowly turned back to face me. I was braced and ready to see the statuesque blonde in a tiny bra and panty set or something along that line. I'm sure my jaw visibly dropped and I know my cock swelled, because it hurt like hell, it happened so quickly. Stark naked but for a pair of heels and a smile, her exquisite form contrasted with the deep purple backdrop. I took it all in from bottom to top, her long legs leading to a pussy that glimmered in excitement. Her taut tummy was shaded by her spectacular c's, nipples hard and proud. Eventually, I made my way to her smiling face; "I love you," she whispered as she slowly drew the kimono closed. Turning, she said softly, "Follow me," as she followed the white-tasseled redhead back into the fitting area. 

Nervously, I stood, straightened myself once again and then tried to look nonchalant as I glanced around to make sure no one saw me enter the dressing room area. Again, blood loss to the brain negated any thoughts about the security cameras and at this point, I really didn't give a flying you-know-what. My little head could only think of what waited for us in the privacy of the dressing room. I spotted the open door at the end of the hall just as Britt stuck her head out, "C'mon."

I stepped through the door and it closed behind me, followed by the sound of the sliding bolt. I turned to see Becky, all smiles and fringe; "I hope this is okay," she said as she grabbed me behind the ears and laid a kiss on me that left me panting and rock hard. We frenched, my hands on her sweet ass, kneading her gently. I soon felt Britt snuggle up behind me and she nibbled at my neck while she reached around and battled with my belt. I begrudgingly pulled away from Becky's grinding to give my girl better access. We all three moaned as we heard my pants hit the floor. Britt stepped to the side and I shuffled back as the ravenous redhead pushed me back against the wall, a cold stainless steel grab bar under my butt; who knew they had handicap dressing rooms? 

Britt managed to pry Becky off my lips and they kissed briefly, my cock now at the ready between them. Parting, Britt looked from Becky, to me and back to Becky; "Are you ready?" she asked. I figured the question was directed at Becky as there was no doubt on my state of readiness. Becky's green eyes sparkled as she, giving an affirmative nod, looked to me and whispered; "And are you ready?"

I didn't even get a chance to nod as they both leaned in and we shared a kiss and I was evidently going to share my cock as two hands surrounded my shaft and two more grabbed at my ass. They both stared up at me as they descended, kneeling on the worn carpet. My fingers wove through red and blonde hair as they ran their tongues up and down my length. Ten fingers played with my balls as they took turns inhaling my throbbing cock. Becky got a close-up view now of Britt's seemingly effortless downing of my entire length, holding it there as her throat massaged the tip of my cock. Backing off, she offered my dripping dick to Becky who made a gallant effort, only to come away gagging, her eyes watering. 

Britt's kimono had opened and I played with a nipple as she played with me. Becky couldn't resist and helped remove the short robe and took her spot on the other teat. Britt moaned on my cock, her hips rocking as Becky's fingers had found Britt's pussy willing and waiting. The wet squelching sound of Becky banging away at Britt's snatch echoed. Britt relinquished me to her friend and immediately had the fringed top down around Becky's slender waist and was working on both of her eager nipples. The redhead's moaning vibrated through my cock as she sucked hungrily and we all sensed the end, at least mine, was near. I placed my hands on both their heads, wondering where the finish line was.

Still running their hands up and down my sloppy dick, they held an impromptu meeting; "I don't want any in my hair or on my face...We can't get it on the teddy...I want to share..." and they kissed and whispered, keeping me right at the edge. Finally Britt broke huddle; "Oh god yes!"

The girls stood and I got a slobbery kiss; their hands never leaving my cock. "Okay lover, this is Becky's idea." With that, the girls released their captive and Becky led my girl to the grab bar on the other side of the spacious room. Placing Britt's hands on the bar, Becky backed her up until she was bent over, her ass in the air. The redhead then took her place back on her knees and spread Britt's legs until her pussy shown wet and anxious. Becky reached over and lewdly spread her cheeks, splitting her lips, her asshole winking at us. Becky glanced at me and then buried her face in Britt's backside. "Ah fuck baby," Britt moaned as Becky's tongue found its mark. 

I stood patiently, absentmindedly stroking my cock until Becky backed out, her face glistening with my girls juices. She crooked her finger, beckoning me and I shuffled over, my pants still around my ankles. Grabbing my cock, she took it to her mouth once more and then satisfied we were both primed, she held me and guided me home. Teasingly, she ran the tip up and down between her lips, poking at the back door and then finally sliding into my favorite place on earth. Her small hand remained at the base of my cock as she fucked my girl's tight snatch with my cock. After a couple strokes, Becky pulled me out and tasted Britt then put me back where I belonged.

This went on for a couple minutes until Britt began to get demanding. "More...more...more..." she groaned through gritted teeth as she drove her ass back at us. Becky let me go and then stood up behind me, grinding her satin covered crotch into my bare ass. She reached around and grabbed Britt's hips in both hands; "You want more? Well here's more!" as she pulled back with her arms and drove her hips forward. I was caught in the middle, my cock buried in Britt's hungry pussy and the frenzied redhead using me like a strap-on.

"Oh you fuckers," Britt moaned as my cock bottomed out. "Ah Jesus fucking... fuck...fuck...fuck..." as Becky continued to drive me deep inside her. 

Becky panted in my ear as she worked us over; "Are you ready to cum George?" Her tongue slipped into my ear. "I want to feel your body shake when you cum...I want you to cum inside her cunt...deep inside her...cum until your beautiful cock can't cum anymore." She gnawed on my ear as we continued to pummel Britt's convulsing sex. I felt like I was about to fall off the edge of the earth, my head getting light; "And then you know what I'm going to do?" I hoped she wasn't waiting for an answer as I couldn't put two words together. "After you fill her sweet slot with your hot fucking cream, I'm going to suck it out of her and then I'm going to feed it to her...we're going to share your cum...so..."

That was the trigger; I clinched my teeth to keep from bellowing as my cock exploded deep inside her, volley after volley, her pussy convulsing and sucking me deeper. "Give it to me," Britt growled as her pussy milked my cock. "Ah shit," she moaned as I pumped another round deep inside her greedy cunt. 

My knees were weak as I slumped over her backside, both of us just quivering blobs. Becky's hands roamed over us as she hugged us both from one side, making sure we stayed upright. "You guys are so fucking hot together," as she continued to run her hands over us. "I'm so horny, my pussy is soaked." 

Dropping to her knees, Becky slowly pried us apart, my cock unwilling to leave the comfort of my lover's warm embrace. "God, that's hot," Becky said, her face at dick level, watching my shiny member sliding out; I could feel the cold air on my cock. Anxious, Becky pushed at my hip until I sprung free, both Britt and I letting out a sad sigh. Not cold for long, my cock was soon in the redhead's mouth once more as she did clean-up duty. Just as I was catching my breath, I was gently pushed to the side; "S'cuse me, coming through." Now directly behind the spent blonde, Becky once again spread those magnificent cheeks wide, her pussy lips swollen and red. We watched in anticipation as Britt internally coaxed my gift back out the way it came. A little dribble of white surfaced from within, a blend of her and I, and it began to find its way down between her distended lips. Like a starving child on the teat, Becky wrapped her lips around Britt's pouting pussy, lapping and sucking our combined jizz, slurping noisily. 

"Oh fuck Beck," Britt groaned as her pussy erupted once more, pushing our cum into the waiting mouth. Becky held her ground until she was sure she had all there was to take. Before she stood, Becky looked up at me and opened her mouth to show me her creamy prize. It was an effort to get Britt upright, leaning against the wall with a glazed look in her eyes; she was truly spent. I think she had forgotten the last step in Becky's plan, if she knew it at all, and her eyes cleared and grew big as Becky grabbed her and kissed her, sharing the love and our load. The kissed evolved into a frenzied tongue-dual with Becky grinding away on Britt's leg, the satin crotch soaked through.

I had managed to find my way to a chair in the corner, my clothes still around my ankles, my cock reawakened by Becky's antics. Breathless, the kissing ceased, hugging and cooing into each other's ears, Becky still slowly grinding on Britt's thigh. "You are one nasty girl, "Britt said as she bushed the hair out of Becky's face.

"I've fantasized about doing things like that, but until you came along," and then glanced over at me, watching me absentmindedly stroking myself, "until then, I was happy with it just being a fantasy, but now, I think you've spoiled me." 

"Yeah," replied my girl as she smiled at me and played with Becky's nipples; "I was kinda the same way until I met Stud over there. He's let me just be me and I think he's been pretty happy with the way things have been going." All I could do was smile and nod, still in a bit of a post-fuck fog.

"Well, I guess we should probably get out of here, Lisa is probably ready to lock up."

"Yeah, I guess," said the redhead in a frustrated voice. "I wish we had a few more minutes, I'm so fucking horny after eating you out and sucking on that big cock...well shit, and look..." pointing at me with my stiff cock still in hand. "He's still fucking hard..." She turned back to Britt and blushing and squirming like a little girl, she whispered her request; "Can I...well, would it be alright...ya' know, I've already sucked...it's just..."

Britt smiled at her friend, thinking how cute it was that she was so worked up and bashful at the same time. She'd enjoyed watching Becky work her way into their lives, exploring her own limits. Now she was asking permission to make the final leap. "Go ahead and just ask baby; tell me what you want," giving her a reassuring little peck on the lips.

Taking a deep breath, Becky looked her in the eye and asked mater-of-factly; "Britt, can I fuck your boyfriend?"

Britt raised one eyebrow, replying; "I guess its okay with me, but you should really ask him," nodding my way. Becky demurely looked my way and then let out a little gasp as I flexed my hard-on, beckoning her.

Both girls giggled and Becky's shyness turned to lust as she turned toward me. "Wait a sec," Britt said from behind her. Becky stalled and Britt came between us and dropped to her knees, grabbing onto the white tasseled outfit; "Let's get this off, we need to change anyway." Britt pulled it over the redhead's hips, the wet crotch clinging to her equally wet lips. It fell to the floor and Britt helped her step out of the lingerie leaving her gloriously naked. "Okay, let's make sure you're ready," and without warning slid a long slender finger into the redhead's slick pussy and sucked on her protruding clit.

"Oh God," she moaned, grinding on Britt's face until my girl backed off.

"I think you're ready," licking her finger. Knee walking, she pushed Becky to me, where I remained seated, my cock waving in the wind. I scooted forward as Britt nudged her until Becky was straddling my cock. I ran a finger over the red-hair arrow that pointed to my destination. Britt now had a hold of me and held me vertical and with her other hand on Becky's hip, guided tab 'A' into slot 'A'.

"Oh Britt, he's so fuckin' big," she moaned as my cock split her inner lips. Her pussy walls hugged me as she slowly consumed my dick. I took a tit in each hand to help steady her and she groaned and gave me an evil look as I tweaked her nipples. Britt stood behind her as she bottomed out, her pussy lips mashed against my pubes. "Fuck that's good," as she gyrated her hips ever so slightly. Resting her head on my shoulder, she mewed as she took me for a ride, little lifts and squats, trying to delay the inevitable. I shifted my hold to her firm butt cheeks and gripped them tight, pulling them apart and tightening her pussy's hold. "God I love your cock," she whispered and then squeaked as my middle finger came to rest on her puckered ass.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 20



"Don't even," she said as she bit on my ear lobe, her pussy clinching my cock tighter.

I felt Britt's hand slide over mine and her finger took my place. "Britt..." she warned, feeling the manicured nail tickle her asshole. I took Becky's ass in hand once more and worked her further up and down my length. Her slick snatch was literally gushing and I could feel her passion trickling down my balls. 

"Fuck my pussy..." Becky moaned as she rode me harder. I could just see the top of Britt's blonde head as she knelt in front of me, getting a close-up view of the action. "Oh shittt..." Becky moaned as we both felt Britt's finger slip into the redhead's tight ass. Becky picked up the pace, the finish line in sight; my cock and Britt's slender digit pushing her to the limit. Becky leaned back enough to put her forehead against mine and we stared at one another. Her determined look made my cock throb and she winced at the sensation. 

"I'm gonna cum hard on your cock...I wanna feel your fucking big cock throb when I cum all over it" Her body shook as we felt Britt work her finger deeper into her newest friend's sweet ass, her other hand working my balls like you'd work to get the last bit of toothpaste out of the tube. I don't know if I had much to give, but I was going to cum, dry well or not. 

My cock grew and my balls tightened and I felt the muscles in my thighs clinch. I pulled her down hard and hugged her tight; "Here it is," as my cock spewed whatever was in reserves. Again, I came so hard it hurt and I tried to straighten my legs and point my toes, nearly knocking Britt on her butt for the second time that evening.

She wouldn't have fallen far however as her finger was buried deep in Becky's spasming ass and she bit my shoulder to keep from screaming out loud as her climax strangled my cock while drowning it at the same time. "Huh...huh...huh..." she panted as one orgasm followed the last until she was completely out of steam and collapsed, limp in my hug. She did manage a small moan as we felt Britt's middle finger slowly make its exit and my spent cock wilted, but had nowhere to go.

I held the rag-doll-limp red-head, running my hands up and down her backside, my fingers playing in her ass crack. Not wanting to let go, she purred and scattered little kisses on my neck and shoulders while her arms and pussy hugged me lovingly. Britt stood and stretched her feline-stretch, her perfect body caused even my limp dick to respond; Becky squeaked and her pussy gave me one last embrace. Britt stood beside us and ran her hands over us, combing Becky's long red tresses down her back. "Okay guys, I think we better get out of here. I'm sure Lisa would like to lock up and go home."

I'd completely zoned on where we were and the girls laughed at the frantic look on my face. "Don't worry baby. We kinda set this up with Lisa yesterday. She locked up after we came in to finish her inventory report for the company, so we kind of had the place to ourselves. I wasn't sure how far it would go, but I had my hopes." She smiled and gave me a kiss that turned into another three-way kiss; kind of awkward, but sexy as hell.

After the kiss, we finally had to get up and get dressed. Becky leaned back and the look in her eyes told me that she really didn't want to let me go. Britt read the look too and smiled at her; "That was too much fun to not do again, but we may have worn out our welcome at the mall," giggling.

"God I love you guys," Becky whispered, trying not to let her emotions take over; "Well, here goes." Putting her forehead on my shoulder, we all looked down as she slowly started to stand. My cock was slowly released, her pouting lips reluctant to let go. We all sighed as my limpness flopped out and we watched our residual love drip onto my lower belly. Britt finger painted me, tracing designs in the milky medium. Becky shivered at the sight, expelling a bit more for Britt to play with; Britt giggled, kissing Becky's bare hip.

Becky finally stood upright and gave Britt a big kiss; "Thank you for this," the tears about to rise again. 

"Hey, you weren't the only one that had fun tonight," Britt replied. "Now let's clean up our mess and get out of here." I sat and looked down as the two licked and sucked until I was clean once again...and a little hard.

"Jesus," Becky said as she toyed with my reviving member, "Is he always this way?"

I stood and pulled them both to me, an ass cheek in each hand; "I think it has to do with the company I keep," and we shared one more awkward kiss. "Alright, let's get dressed and get out of here."

I enjoy watching a woman get dressed almost as much as watching her get un-dressed; so much so that I was still standing there with my pants around my ankles as the girls finished. They both giggled and without talking, pulled my boxers and pants back up, taking extra care in making sure my cock was properly tucked away. Straightening up my shirt and buckling my belt, they each gave me a kiss on the cheek and grabbed their purchases and headed out into the deserted store.

Lisa looked up from her work and gave me a knowing smirk; I know I blushed. "Thanks Lisa," Britt said as she leaned over the counter and gave her a quick kiss.

"So, will those work out for you," Lisa asked, nodding to the robe and little white outfit.

"Oh yeah," Becky chimed in, her hand squeezing my butt; "They worked out just fine."

"Well good," shooting me another look, along with another wink; "Here, let me put them in a bag for you."

As Lisa refolded the clothes, her fingers settled on the damp crotch of Becky's lingerie and it was Becky's turn to blush and her grip on my ass tightened. Luckily, my wallet was parked over the un-attended butt cheek and as I pulled it out, Lisa held up her hand; "No, they're already paid for," handing me the bag. I glanced at Britt who threw me a kiss; the little minx had this all planned out too; I was impressed.

Lisa led us to the entrance and leaned down to unlock the door. "That was definitely designed by a man," Britt noted as she, Becky and I all admired Lisa's long legs and barely-covered butt as she fumbled to get the key in the lock. She looked back up at us and smiled as she turned the key in the cylinder.

Lisa held open the door as we filed out. Britt gave her another kiss, a little longer this time; "Thanks babe, we owe you."

She smiled as she collected a similar kiss from Becky. I was the last out the door and paused, not sure what the proper etiquette was for thanking someone who let you use their establishment to have a mini-orgy in. Lisa gave me that knowing smirk once more and took my hand and brought it to her ample bosom as she gave me a quick peck on the lips. Her brown eyes never left mine as she said, "I'll get back to you later Britt," and with a little pat on the butt, she closed up behind us.

Britt and Becky giggled and whispered as they walked out ahead of me, hand in hand through the deserted mall. Out in the parking lot, we found my truck with Becky conveniently parked next to it. I was putting our purchases into the back seat as the girls said their good-byes.

They hugged and kissed; "I wish you didn't have to open in the morning," Britt pouted as she ran her fingers through Becky's long red hair.

"Yeah, me too," as she played with Britt's; "I'll call you tomorrow," as she kissed her again. 

I was just fishing out the white tasseled outfit out of the bag as Becky stepped up beside me. She put her hand on mine and pushed it back into the bag; "Go ahead and take it to your place; we may want to use it for a future shoot. I'll bring my boots and hat."

"That sounds like a plan," I said, turning to her. I glanced at Britt over her shoulder and she smiled and gave me a little nod. I pulled Becky to me and kissed her hard, hands on her butt, her feet off the ground. I could hear Britt giggling over Becky's moans as she worked over my tongue with hers. Britt joined in on the hugging until it was time to go.

"You guys are the best," Becky said softly as she tried to let us go. "I really hope we can do this again," the blush returning.

Britt took her hand and led her to her car, "Baby, this is just the beginning of a long friendship I think; you know, one of those friendships with lots of benefits."

Becky beamed and she gave Britt another smoldering kiss before she got in her car. She waved as we watched her pull out of the parking lot. 

"Take me home stud," Britt said as I helped her into the truck. Her hand rested in my lap the entire trip home as she recounted her and Becky's elaborate planning the day before. We pulled into the warehouse and up to the front door of the darkened house. "The girls must already be in bed; I know I'm ready." If I hadn't already been worked over, I'd have taken her in and screwed her silly after she teased me all the way home.

I pulled her out of the truck and hugged her before her feet could hit the floor. I've found myself saying it more and more, and after this evening, I couldn't have meant it more..."I love you Britt. I can't put into words what you mean to me, so hopefully 'I love you' over and over will suffice."

Her eyes glistened and she chewed on her lower lip for a second, formulating her response. "You don't need words to tell me that you love me," she whispered. "Our hearts are doing the talking for us and mine has been telling me since we met that we were destined to be together and as long as we are true to ourselves and each other, nothing can keep us apart." 

We each wiped little tears from each other's cheeks and whispered in unison as our lips met..."I love you."

** Early Saturday Morning **

The need to pee woke me way too early. It may have also been the soft lips wrapped around my morning wood that woke me from my slumber. A bare foot rested beside me on my pillow, just within tongue range. A quick lick almost got me a broken nose; "Hey, quit it," she squealed as she jerked her foot away. She moaned as she continued to take me into her mouth and I ran my hand over her bare butt.

"I can still taste a little Becky," she said as she came up for air. I took the opportunity to sit up and take her into my arms and give her a good morning kiss. I thought I could still detect a little redhead on her lips. I stood to head to the bathroom; "Hey," she protested, "I'm not done yet," grabbing at my crotch. 

I managed to dodge her grasp; "I gotta pee...I'll be back."

"Alright," she said in her exasperated tone; "I need something to drink anyway; you want some juice or something?"

"That'd be great," I half yelled as I stood before the porcelain throne. After the couple mandatory shakes, I grabbed a washcloth and rinsed my face and gave the privates a little once over, gargled some mouthwash and returned to the bedroom. Britt was waiting, sitting upright against the headboard, the sheet at her waist and her beautiful breasts just begging for a little attention. I slid in next to her and gave the left one a good morning kiss and then leaned over to the right one; they get jealous if I don't treat them equally; and gave her a kiss. I sat back up and collected a proper kiss from my one and only and then took a sip of orange juice. 

She laughed as I grimaced and evidently made quite the face; "You'll never remember that mouthwash and orange juice don't mix." I shrugged my shoulders like it was no big deal and took a big gulp, the mouth wash now neutralized.

I sat my empty glass on the bedside table and slid down under the sheet some more and rested my head in her lap. I looked up at her face, framed by my favorite tits as she looked down at me with a grin, shaking her head at my juvenile behavior. "So what are you up to today?"

She ran her hand through my hair, "are you asking me or my tits?"

I smiled back as I reached up to torment a nipple, "Well, I assume you're kind of a team, so either of you I guess."

That earned me another giggle as she traced a squiggly path with her finger down my chest to play with my nipples. "Well I need to go through the shots from the last two cars and get them off to the customer and then I really need to get back on the website. Then there is always laundry and shopping and all those wifely duties."

"Wifely duties?" I sputtered.

"Calm down," she laughed; "I didn't drug you last night and drag you to the altar. I don't really care if I ever get married or not, but after our conversation last night, I just feel like we're going to be together for a long time. The wifely thing just sort of slipped out; I'm really too independent to slip into the same role as my mom."

"Whew," I said, whipping my hand across my brow. "That's a relief," I said mockingly, only to receive a flick of the finger across one of my nipples. "No, I'm with ya; I don't see a real need to get married, at least not right away. I think we're both pretty happy with things as they are, but if you want to throw in a couple 'wifely duties' I wouldn't mind," I said with a grin.

Now it was her turn; "Oh really? And what kind of 'wifely duties' do you have in mind?"

"Well," with all the cockiness I could muster; "You could finish that blowjob you started earlier."

** Later that morning **

"How do you want your eggs baby?" I asked while Britt rummaged through the fruit drawer in the fridge. Never one to overdress, she wore a little pair of bright red panties that did little to hide her perfect ass and a cropped 'T' that just snuck past the bottom of her firm breasts. The temperature of the fridge was indicated by her nipples which threatened to rip through the cotton fabric. She turned and caught me staring, as usual, and smiled a knowing smile.

Closing the refrigerator door with a sexy little hip-check, she walked over behind me. "Surprise me," she whispered in my ear, rubbing her tits in my back while her hands slid up under my shirt. She gnawed on my earlobe and ran her hands over my chest while I tried to concentrate on not breaking the yolks.

"Careful there," came the warning from two more scantily clad women as they emerged from their bedroom, yawning and stretching. The eggs were truly in peril now as Gina and Kate both wore tight, cropped wife-beaters and the seemingly standard skimpy panties, both of them in purple this morning. 

"Morning girls," Britt cooed as she gave me a big hug and then joined the other two in a group hug and kiss. Hands and tongues wandered and I nearly ruined my girl's breakfast as I watched what could easily have been the opening scene of any number of a young man's fantasies.

"Crap," I said under my breath as I slid the eggs onto a plate. "Here you go sweetie, hope the yolks aren't over done" sliding the plate across the island; "Can I make you girls something?"

All three giggled as they broke their huddle. Britt grabbed the cup of coffee she'd poured earlier and perched herself on a stool in front of her breakfast. Little Kate and Gina joined me at the stove, one on each side and we swapped good-morning kisses.  

"I could eat a couple eggs," Kate said as she leaned into my side, one hand slipping up the leg hole of my boxers and squeezing my butt.

"Got any sausage?" the tall brunette whispered in my ear as her hand strayed to the front and found my cock responding to their attention. Britt smiled as she watched the goings-on across the island.

I tried to act like nothing was out of the ordinary as I was being fondled front and back. I cracked a couple eggs into the skillet; "So how are your eggs babe?" All I got out of Britt was a smirk and a wink as she took another bite.

"Oh, so how did it go with Becky last night?" Gina asked Britt as she palmed my balls. Kate's hand continued to wander over my tense butt cheek.

"You two knew about last night?" I asked my two fondlers who only squeezed that much harder in response.

Britt took a sip of her coffee and answered for them, "Of course silly, we tell each other everything," giving me another wink. "It went better than I expected it to," she answered Gina's query, which earned my cock another stroke. "We took him completely by surprise and I think everyone was satisfied with the outcome...I know I was." Britt took another sip of her coffee as I tried to tend to Kate's eggs while she tried to work her little fingers between my butt cheeks. 

Kate's determined fingers were relentless; this girl had developed a real anal addiction. "So," she asked as she kneaded my ass, "how was that little red-headed pussy?"

MY cock throbbed at the question and recollection of Becky staring intently at me as we brought each other to climax. "Must have been good;" Gina stroking me slowly and running her tongue around in my ear. 

I fought to gain some semblance of control or I was going to burn the eggs and spew sauce all over the inside of my boxers. "Okay ladies, that's enough for now; I can only handle so much distraction." 

"Awww," they responded as they retreated from my Fruit of the Looms. Laughing and quite pleased with themselves, they raided the fridge for the rest of their breakfast. Denied her sausage, Gina opted for some oatmeal, but not without complaining about not getting what she wanted. They all huddled together at the bar and listened intently and giggled and tittered as Britt recanted the evening. Multiple requests were made for an appointment for my now famous foot treatment and both Gina and Kate hinted at the possibility of Becky maybe joining them for a little Sapphic fun. Once again my traitorous cock liked what it heard, garnering more laughter of delight from my roommates.

"Well, I don't know about you girls, but I have some work to do today, so I'm gonna catch a quick shower and get to it."

"Yeah," Gina sighed, "We have to go to the shop today. Summer season's about over and John is trying to decide what to do with the shop during the off season." 

"Poor Johnny," Kate said with a sad tone, "He really doesn't know what to do. Hopefully we can help him run the numbers and see if it makes any sense to just open the shop on weekends or something like that. And we don't know what our class schedules are yet, so there are a lot of things up in the air. I think the online store will do pretty well, ya' know cuz it's summer somewhere in the world all the time." 

"That it is," I laughed at that bit of wisdom as I reached across for their dishes and rinsed them in the sink. I looked at the clock on the oven; "You guys are cutting it close, it's nearly 9:30. Don't you open at 10?"

"Ah hell, I didn't think it was that late," Gina yelped as she jumped off the stool, grabbing Kate by the hand and dragging her into their room.

Britt laughed and shook her head in disbelief; "Good thing you looked at the clock baby. They'd have sat around and talked until lunch time." Sliding off her stool, she walked over and gave me a hug and a big kiss. "Thanks for breakfast. I'll go see if I can help the girls get out of here and then we'll get some work done." And with that, I turned toward our bedroom, but not before giving her a little butt squeeze and another kiss.

** Minutes later **

I was standing under the warm shower, the pulsating streams of water beating down on my shoulders, when my butt got a chill. The early warning system, triggered by the opening of the shower door and the rush of cold air across my butt had me ready for the impending full body hug from behind. Britt's firm breasts massaged my back as she worked her crotch to warm my chilly ass. I pulled her arms around me to hold her closer as she laid little kisses on my back. Britt screamed a little-girl scream when I bent forward, lifting her off the ground and putting her head directly under the shower's stream. She kicked and squirmed until I straightened up enough for her to get her feet back on the tile floor. Instinctively I turned quickly; still hold her arms to keep her from launching a counter-attack.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 20



"Very funny buster," she said as she tried to whip her wet hair out of her field of vision. Laughing, I pulled her tight and held her with one arm, brushing the wet strands from her face and kissing her before she could protest any further. We moaned into our kiss, my hands now on her butt, pulling her tighter yet as she ground her hips, trying to capture my cock. I lifted her enough to allow my cock to nestle between her lips and she tried to ride the top of my dick, her clit reaching for some contact. Frustrated, Britt pushed away and ran her fingers through her wet blonde hair; "You know you have to go ahead and wash my hair now, don't you?" 

She said it like it was some sort of punishment. My stiffness bounced like a dog excited for a treat and Britt laughed out loud and walked over to get the shampoo and conditioner off the shelf. I moved to the control area of the shower and after turning various knobs, I had the long-hosed hand-held shower fired up. 

We had perfected the hair-washing routine and Britt immediately took her place in front of me. We kissed as I got her good and wet, running my fingers through her long hair, down her back. Her hand, the one not holding the bottle of shampoo held my cock, tugging gently. She begrudgingly released me as I handed her the shower and took the bottle of shampoo. I squirted a generous amount in my hand and handed her back the bottle. With both her hands full, she was at my mercy as I stood just close enough to feel her excited nipples graze my chest. My stiff cock took the occasional stab at her belly button and she hummed, her eyes closed, as I worked her into a lather, both above and below.

"Shower please," I said, interrupting her reverie. She half opened her eyes as she handed me the hand-held shower, closing them as I began to rinse, her hand once again free to hold me; the humming continued. She wore only a smile as I worked the shampoo down until it skirted over her pert butt and I wondered what was going through her mind. 

"Conditioner please," I whispered as I once again interrupted her. Still firmly holding me, Britt bent down to set the shampoo on the floor and retrieved the other bottle. Stopping mid-way, she glanced up at me and took me between her lips, sucking gently on the head as her tongue tickled the bottom of my cock. Ever the tease, she gave it a parting kiss and stood, handing me the conditioner.

"Can we sit?" she asked with a glint in her eyes. "I could use a real good scalp and back massage this morning."

"Of course," I answered as she led me by the cock to the built-in bench seat. I threw down a towel on the stone bench and sat, slouching slightly. Britt smiled at me as she gave my cock a couple loving strokes before turning her back to me. 

With practiced precision she slipped my hard-on into her anxious sex. We both moaned out loud as she descended until she was fully seated; "Oh my god...best seat in the house," she groaned as her inner walls rippled along my length. I flexed my dick in response and she groaned once more, grinding on my crotch. 

We remained fully connected as I worked the mango-sweet conditioner into her long blonde hair, working the tangles free. Her pussy massaged my cock as I massaged her scalp, tilting her head back, arching her back and playing with her own nipples. A constant blissful humming filled the air as I ran my fingers through her hair and onto her neck and shoulders. Working down her back, I pushed her forward slightly to reach her lower back. She shivered as her butt lifted slightly before she settled back down, her pussy sucking at my cock. She squirmed as I raked my fingernails up her sides, moaning deeper as I pulled her back down once more. 

"Ah fuck baby," she grunted as she ground her ass into my belly, her clit actively searching for something to rub against. 

I pulled Britt back against my chest, my hands on her tits, her pencil-stiff nipples captured between two fingers. I burrowed through her hair until my lips found her ear and she stiffened as my tongue darted about. I felt her fingers graze my balls as she continued to squirm in my lap. I pulled on her nipples and she growled as she found her clit. I could feel the circular motion of her finger tip and my cock responded; "Oh god," she stuttered as a small orgasm choked my throbbing member. Her body stiffened and I rocked my hips upward, trying to get deeper yet. 

"Fuck me baby," she hissed as her finger worked her clit. I relinquished my hold on her tits and grabbed onto her hips, pulling down tighter yet, working her hips as my cock stirred around in her palpating pussy. "You fucker!" she cried as my cock probed her cervix and her pussy convulsed once more. "Fuck me... Fuck me... Fuck me hard goddamnit!!!" 

"You asked for it," I replied, picking her up slightly by the hips, driving her back down my cock.

"Yes,yes,yes," she chanted, her finger flying around her trigger. Her pussy rippled up and down my length, trying to push me over the finish line alongside her. My eyes stung from the sweat on my brow and I squeezed my eyes tight, concentrating on her, ignoring the burn.

"Cum for me baby," as her tight cunt squeegeed her juices from my cock, making obscene slurping sounds. "Fuck I love you baby...cum for me, cum on my cock baby!" 

A half a dozen more frenzied strokes and, "Ahhhhh Shiiiiit!!!" she screamed as her body imploded. Her pussy spasmed around me and a warmth washed over my inflated cock. Her entire body shook, a sexual seizure, and I held her tight. Aftershocks rolled through her as her body slowly began to relax and she began to go limp. I kissed what I could reach as I held her upright, still speared on my cock. Her breathing slowed as she regained control and the burning sensation in my eyes returned, having taken a backseat to the sensations of my lovers climax.

"Scuse me," I whispered as I reached over and grabbed the shower head that was thankfully still on the seat beside me. Britt yelped as the cold water from the shower ran down her backside as I rinsed my face. I held her in her place and rinsed us both as the water warmed up. The slick conditioner ran between us and she rotated her sweet butt, teasing my cock as she played with my balls.

"You didn't cum," she said, questioning as she weighed my scrotum; expertly evaluating my status. My cock twitched the answer. "Poor baby;" pushing up until there was an audible popping sound. A chill ran over me as the cooler air met my warm, wet cock. Britt turned and put both hands on my shoulders and leaned in, kissing me hard. "I love you and I love your cock," she whispered as I felt her take me in her hand once more. 

Dropping to her knees she held me with both hands and kissed the tip, her tongue teasing the slit. She looked up at me with a look that said it all. Smiling, she turned her attention to my still-stiff member. With lips, tongue and hands working in concert, I watched a sight I would never tire of as she made love to me. A soft, firm rhythm imitated a talented pussy. Only a shiver from her distracted me enough to see goose bumps on her back and I grabbed the shower once more and rained a gentle rain over us both. Un-distracted, Britt continued until I couldn't handle anymore.

"Baby," was all the warning she received as I unleashed a torrent of cum into her waiting mouth. Britt moaned in pleasure as she took me into her throat and milked me for all I had. Instinctively, I held her head, holding her in place as I planted my seed. She swallowed again and again, gratefully accepting my gift. 

Spent and content, we helped each other to our feet and did a final rinse, running our hands lovingly over each other. Managing to turn off the water, we shuffled out of the shower, holding each other tight as we could and still walk over to the table where the big bath sheets awaited. We wrapped one another and then hugged and dried, turning and touching, rubbing and cooing until we were done. I took another towel and stood behind her and worked over her long hair as we made faces at each other in the mirror. "Here," I said, handing her another towel, "Wrap it up." Britt wound her damp hair in the towel and with a couple more choreographed moves, had her hair bundled up and on top of her head. I took her by the hand, and naked, we crawled back into bed and fell asleep, wrapped in each other's arms.

** A little after noon **

It wasn't much of a nap, but we slept hard, waking in our normal position, spooning with my seemingly ever-stiff cock nestled between her butt cheeks and one hand securely holding one breast and my face buried against her neck. I nibbled as she awoke and stretched, protesting having been woken by my scruffy face; "Stop it; you need to shave, buster."

I ran my hand down her bare belly and pulled her tighter to me and she squealed as I rubbed my chin on her shoulder. "Quit it; you're gonna give me a whisker burn," laughing and squirming to try and get away. I let her go; I had to pee anyway, and I watched her make her escape to the bathroom, her beautiful butt dancing as she bounced through the door. 

She stood at the mirror, blowing hot air and staring intently at me as I coaxed my shy cock to go ahead and pee in front of the lady. She caught my eye, licking her lips as she stared at me, stiff cock in hand, giving it the standard two shakes. 

"Here, give me that," I said as stiffness poked at her ass crack. She relinquished the dryer, content to tease me with her butt. "Hold still" pushing her forward a bit, actually trying to accomplish something. She frowned at our reflection in the mirror like a spoiled little girl who had had her favorite toy taken away from her. I smiled at her, only pissing her off more, and finished drying her hair. I reached forward and sat the dryer on the counter, pinning her against the cold granite. 

She didn't protest as I leaned in to hug her tight until my bristle covered cheeks rasped her soft shoulder;" Eww, get away," she squealed. I laughed and taunted her with my scratchy chin, holding a c-cup in each hand, hindering her escape. Figuring I'd better let her go before she did some damage to my lower extremities, I released her and she broke free, laughing as she sprinted out of the bathroom, making her escape once more. 

"Get dressed babe," I yelled over her laughter in the other room; "I really need to get some work done this afternoon." I didn't get a response, but I figured I was safe from a counter-attack and shaved the stubble off my face in uncommon peace. Rinsed, teeth brushed and a splash of her favorite cologne, I warily stepped into the bedroom, ever ready for a sneak attack. A quick recon showed I was alone. Somewhat disappointed, I slipped into a pair of shorts and a polo shirt headed out the door and up to the office.

"Bout' time" she said, staring at the monitor, not looking back. Britt had the calendar shots of the Hearse up on the big monitor. I stood behind her and bent over to nuzzle her neck. "Much better," she cooed as she skipped through the exposures. I stayed put, glancing at the screen with my chin resting on her shoulder as her fingers flew over the keyboard and mouse, sorting the various shots. I could feel her pulse change; hear her breath catch, as one particular shot or another aroused her. She paused at a shot of little Kate perched on the hood of the long black car, her butt in the air, her black hair down and draped over the glistening lacquered hood. Kate's eyes burned into the camera, daring the viewer.

"Fuck she's hot," Britt shivered as she zoomed in, focusing on the bit of thread that spit her firm cheeks. "She has the nicest ass," she said moaned softly.

"Tight too," I answered as I slipped my tongue into Britt's ear.

"Ahh...Fucker," she groaned as she shivered once more.

I chuckled as I placed a parting kiss on her neck and stepped over to the side and picked up a couple days accumulation of mail and leafed through it. We went about our tasks quietly except for the occasional moan or catch in her breathing as Britt worked her way through the photos. Finally through all the shots, she said, "Boy, it's going to be tough to pick just a few to send to Mike for the calendar. I'll pick a couple of each of the girls by themselves and a few with them together."

I mumbled something in reply as I grumbled at the amount of junk mail I just threw into the recycling; "God, what a waste of paper. I don't know how the hell I end up on some of these mailing lists. Look at this... one from AARP...Shit, I won't even qualify for this for another 30 years...what a waste!"

"Calm down there stud," Britt giggled as she opened up the email account. "I don't think you'll be needing any of these male enhancement products or boner pills either anytime soon. Look, there must be fifty emails in the spam folder."

"Yeah, it's amazing," stepping up behind her to look at the monitor. "I wonder if people really respond to any of these things? Oh look," I kidded, "that one guarantees to double the length of my cock."

"Yeah," she laughed as she started deleting them, "That's all we need, you with a bigger dick! Now if we would find a way to add a dick, you know, make you double-barreled; then maybe we'd have something." 

"Yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you?" I growled as I reached around and tweaked her nipples through the tight t-shirt she wore. Britt squealed and squirmed as I switched to tickling her ribs. 

"Okay, Okay," she panted, "I'm happy with you the way you are; now quit before I pee my pants."

"Good," I said as I backed off, "cuz I'm happy with you the way you are," flopping back into the other chair.

"Yeah," she snickered under her breath, "and Kate and Gina and Becky..." 

"Okay, enough play time...anything of any value there?" nodding at her computer.

She smiled as she rifled through the files; "Oh yeah, here's one from Design Graphics. Hmm, let's see... well he loved me on the stock car and he also loved the two of us, so he'll let us know in a few days which one he wants to use. He also wants to know if we will be using Becky on any other shots." Britt spun her chair to face me, her bare legs tucked under her. "Ya know, early on I wondered if maybe we needed a different girl for each month, but since we started with just the three of us, I didn't bring it up."

"Yeah, I thought about that too, but to be completely honest, once we got started and then we started on our personal calendar...well I didn't want to fuck up a good thing;" pausing for her reaction. Britt gave me a knowing smirk and I continued; "We are early enough in the shoot to add Becky if she wants to do it, but we can't have a different model for each month now, so I really think that with the three or four of you, we can mix it up enough."

Britt stood and turned to get something from the storage cabinet beside the desk. Standing to reach the upper shelf, her t-shirt rose up to show off her perfect bubble-butt with just the hint of a lavender g-string splitting her cheeks. Her legs stretched taut as she balanced on the balls of her delicate bare feet. She looked over her shoulder and caught me in mid-adjustment, my seemingly ever stiffness responding to the view.

"Perv," she giggled as she bounced on her toes, her butt bouncing.

"Tease," I replied. I slid into her vacated seat at the computer and pulled the photo file back up to look over the latest shots. Without pretense, Britt slid into my lap, her long legs over one arm of the chair as she leaned against the other. Wiggling her butt, actually grinding her ass on my crotch, she settled in. 

"Don't mind me," as she leaned up to kiss my smooth cheek and I went on with my work as though this was the most normal working arrangement. We discussed each shot as we went through the ones she'd already deemed as the best. It was completely professional, except for the occasional giggle and groan as my cock critiqued the images on the screen. "Well, that's three votes for that shot," she gasped as two delicious asses filled the screen. Just the hint of little red and black strings stretched over two wrinkled puckers that begged to be explored. "Fuck that's hot," as she toyed with an erect nipple and squirmed in my lap. "I'll lick the one on the right and you can lick the one on the left." My cock throbbed at the thought of us standing side by side eating out our roommates as they hunkered down on the hood of big car.

Lucky for Britt's ass, which I was ready to take right there on the desk, the phone rang, breaking the fantasy. Like a teenager on a...well, phone, Britt answered; "Red Brick Photography, this is Britt, how can I help you?"

I could just hear who was on the other end since Britt was still comfortably situated in my lap; "Hey baby," came a sultry voice; "it's Becky."

"Hey Becks," Britt replied in an equally sexy lilt, giving me a wink. "Yeah, he's right here; in fact I'm sitting in his lap and we're going over calendar shots from the other day." Becky's volume dropped so all I got was a murmur. "Yes, we have more than one chair," Britt laughed as she rocked her butt on my still-stiff cock; "but this seat is more comfy," giving me a big grin.

Britt switched the phone to her other ear and all I got was a one-sided narration. "Yeah, un-huh, yeah that was really fun." Pausing to listen, she chewed on her lip and absentmindedly played with her nipple through her shirt. "Yeah, fuck that was....oh yeah...I don't know, over eight I think." She rocked in my lap and I had clue as to what they were discussing. "Yeah," Britt giggled and gave me that, 'I so want to fuck you right now' look. 

"Anyway, so yeah, here let me put you on speakerphone." Punching the appropriate button on the portable phone; "Okay Becks, George is here."

"Hi George," came a shy little squeak. I could almost see her blushing over the phone and it made me smile and I looked at Britt who was grinning from ear to ear.

"So," I answered, "are you calling to arrange another shopping trip?" I kidded as Britt leaned in and gave me a quick peck on the lips.

"Oh god... I mean yes, no... I mean yes, sort of..." she stammered. I could visualize her getting redder and couldn't help but laugh at her discomfort, only to get pinched for it. 

"Ow...hey Becky, I'm sorry; I didn't mean to put you on the spot. I just wanted you to know that anytime you want to go shopping, give me a call...Ow...quit that, you can go too." I had Britt locked in my arms to keep her from administering any more pain. "So anyway, what's up?"

"Oh yeah, well..." almost composed; "what I was calling about was that I mentioned to my boss about the calendar shoot we did and she said it just so happened that she wanted to put together a brochure and maybe do a couple print ads and asked if it was something you could help with."

"Well sure sweetie, anything you want." I've noticed lately that I call all the girls babe or sweetie and I wasn't sure it was p.c. or not, but in this case, if you've made love in a mall dressing room, terms of endearment are probably okay.

"Anything...?" she giggled, now obviously comfortable. "Well for now I guess, we should probably get together and see what my boss wants...and oh, by the way, she'll want a male model and I told her I know just the hunk for the job," now laughing out loud.

"Oh yeah," Britt chimed in, "you should see him in a tight pair of Wranglers. He's got a butt that you just want to latch onto!"

"Yeah," Becky whispered, "I've seen his butt, remember?"

"Okay, enough about my butt. So Becky, I assume the photos are for western wear primarily?"

"Yeah, we do sell tack and stuff, so that may be included in the shots. Oh hey, that reminds me; have either of you ridden before?"

"Horses, you mean?" Britt cackled before I could respond.

"Jezz Britt, of course I mean horses. God, is sex all you ever think of?" Becky moaned.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 20



"Well no," trying to sound hurt and paused. "Well yes, come to think of it, I've never done it on a horse!"

"Oh god," it was my turn to moan. "Sorry Becky, you'll have to forgive my assistant; she has a hard time staying on track sometimes. But to answer your question, I've spent a little time on a horse, and no Britt, before you ask; I've never had sex on a horse before either."

"Well that's good," the red-head laughed; "I mean it's good that you've ridden a horse before, not that you haven't gotten it on, on horseback. Anyway... the boss has a little ranch out in the east county with a nice barn and some other out-buildings and horses of course, and she'd like to use the ranch as the backdrop for the shots; what do you think?"

"That sounds like a great idea. So how many models are you going to use, do you think?"

"Well other than you, I'm not really sure. I mean, I was thinking, and you let me know your thoughts, but since we're going to all this work, it made sense to me to do some brand-specific shots, you know, for the current ads and then maybe some general shots for basic advertising."

Britt stared at me, and I could read her mind, 'Shit, this girl knows something about the business.' I verbalized it saying, "Well Becky, I think you have a pretty good handle on what's needed, so we'll just let you work it out with your boss and we'll take direction from you. You met Katie the other day, you know the little one with the long black hair; well she's good with the camera, so we'll use her for at least the shots I'm in, or hell, maybe all of them."

"That'll be great," she said enthusiastically, "but I love how petite she is, so I can also see her in some of the shots, and also, the tall drink of water with the big...well, the well endowed one, Gina was it? I think she'd look hot in some of our clothes too." And then taking a pregnant pause; "And of course...my best girl there, well she has to be there and;" dropping to a low whisper, "she may not get fucked on a horse, but I'll throw her in the saddle and have my way with her."

"Oh baby," Britt moaned and then squeaked when my cock had a visual of the naked blonde on her back, her head on the back of the horse's, fingers wrapped in mane as Becky straddled the steed, her face buried in Britt's pussy, her own clit nuzzling the horse's strong back. 

I pulled Britt down hard into my lap and held her there, both in pleasure and self-defense. "Okay Becky," I said with an obvious hitch in my throat, "you get together with your boss and figure out what you need from us and let me or Britt here;" pulling her down hard once more and she glared at me, biting her lip, "let us know what we need to do and we'll make it happen, okay?"

I'm sure she could hear a bit of urgency in my voice and her reply let on that she had her suspicions; "Okay guys, well I'll let you get back to 'work' and Britt, I'll call you later when you can confirm those numbers for me, okay?"

My lover managed to croak out an affirmative as my tongue worked over her ear and both my hands now held a firm tit. "Later," she stuttered as she hit the 'end' button and dropped the phone on the floor. 

Our lips and tongues ravished each other as I picked her up and carried her to the bed, conveniently located twenty feet away as part of the studio set. I flopped her down on her back and she glared at me through black eyes as I pulled my shirt over my head. I dropped to the edge of the bed and grabbed both legs, pulling her to me. Spreading them wide, her anticipation had soaked through the bit of material that would do nothing to protect her from the ravishing she was about to receive. 

"Jesus Chriiiss....." she cried as I took her entire pussy , panties and all in my mouth and my tongue speared her wet slit, the frail cloth no match for my desire. Her first orgasm rolled through her as I tongue-fucked her and my nose rubbed her stiff trigger. Over the first jump, I straightened and stared straight at her as I slid the useless undergarment up her long legs. I played with each foot and toe with my tongue, staring into her dark eyes as her chest heaved. Ready for the next jump, I spurred her on, spreading her like a wishbone and lapping at her from asshole to clit. Over and over, tongue whipping her; occasionally spearing her ass or pussy with my crop-stiff tongue. 

"Oh gooddd baby...lick my ass baby, fuck my ass with your tongue baby...oh,oh, ohhh...fuck it , fuck it, fuck,fuck, fuck itttt!!!!" She screamed as she cleared the second jump, her hips thrusting to bury my tongue deeper, her pussy creaming sweet juices like a spring. I lapped at her offering as her belly rippled with each orgasmic leap. 

"Enough...enough..." she whimpered, pushing me away. I relented, satisfied and soaked. I gently let her legs down and easily slid her further up onto the mattress. I lay beside her and took her in my arms and held her. She slowly managed to open her eyes and gave me a satisfied smile and we kissed. 

"Ew," she purred, licking her lips, "you're all wet."

"All your fault," I smiled as she began to lick me like a mother cat.

"Yeah, right," she replied, alternating between licking and kissing. Her hand strayed to the waistband of my boxers and quickly found my cock. She smeared pre-cum over the sensitive head with her thumb and the grasped me firmly, slowly working her way up and down my length. We continued to kiss and grope until she abruptly stopped. "It's my turn to ride," she said with that wicked look. She crawled down the bed and wrestled my un-mentionables off. She spread my legs and slithered between them; I could just see the top of her head and then jerked as she took my balls in her mouth. Grabbing my cock, she sucked and licked at the family jewels, taking one and then another into her mouth, rolling it around with her tongue. My cock strained in her grasp as she raised her head and ran her flattened tongue up my length. My cock is a little bigger than average I guess, but it seemed to take forever for her to reach the top. Smiling when she reached the precipice, she cocked her head and descended once more, slowly working her way down, lapping and slurping until her nose was tickled by my closely trimmed pubes. I nearly came when she swallowed, effectively stroking the head of my cock and I gripped the sheets tight to keep from grabbing her head and holding her until I drowned her in cum. With equal patience, she slowly ascended my saliva-slickened pole until she released it with and audible 'pop'.

Pleased with herself, Britt sat up straight on her knees and wiped her mouth with her hand and stared at me as she ran the wet hand over her pussy, priming it. "Time for this cowgirl to bust this bronc," she said in her best Texas accent. She straddled me, lifting herself over my cock and then reached behind herself to guide me home. "Saddle up," she groaned as she took me inside her, her tight pussy pulling my skin taut. 

I had to grit my teeth, my cock was so sensitive and her pussy so warm and tight. Britt was leaning slightly forward, her hands on my rib cage as she watched my cock slowly disappear inside her. She shook through a quick orgasm as she touched down. She grunted and quaked again and I reached up and held her waist. Settled in, she opened her eyes and looked down at her belly, running one hand from her slit and up to her naval. "Fuck, you're deep," she said, as though she could feel the head of my cock through her tummy. I flexed my cock and she squealed and her pussy choked me and then she squeezed again, letting me know that the rider was in control, not her stead.

Leaning forward, she put her hands on my chest and set a slow pace, inching her way up"...5...6...7..." then slowly back down, repeating it over and over; her dark eyes never leaving mine. It was a long ride, one neither of us was in any hurry to finish. Her long blonde mane tickled my ribs as she rode to and fro; "God I love your cock," she panted as we could both feel the ride coming to an end. 

"Ride me baby," I grunted as I tried to rein myself in. Britt looked beautiful; chewing on her lower lip, little beads of sweat on her brow and her eyes, intense and black as coal. 

"Ah baby," she moaned as she slowed her rhythm, rocking her hips slowly. "Think...we...could...fuck..." gritting her teeth with each bounce; "like...this...while ...we...rode...?" "Me...in...your...lap...riding...your...big...cock...while...we.......Ah fuck baby!!! I'm cumming baby...Fuck me...Fuck me...cum in me baby...!!!!"

"Ah Jezz...." I groaned as I thrust my hips up and pulled her down, my throbbing cock buried as deep as ever. Her pussy contracted and exploded; she whimpered as I felt the flood of juices which I tried to counter with a flood of my own. Each ejaculation was met with a constrictive squeeze. Britt's eye's bored through mine as her body and mine fought for dominance. In the end, I had no more to give and my lover slowed, reigning us in and collapsed on my chest. 

I wrapped her in my arms and held her in place, not willing to lose the feeling. Her breathing slowed, blowing warmly in my ear. I ran my hands over her back, caressing and keeping her warm. She squeezed my spent cock, still happily resting in her snug pussy and I reached down and gave both ass cheeks a loving pet and she purred contentedly.

*** A bit later ***

Still in a stupor, the phone rang. Flat on the bed, my lover comfortably sprawled on top of me, my balls cold and wet, I whispered; "Britt, time to get up baby." The phone rang a couple more times before the voice mail kicked in and Britt's silky voice explained that we were unable to answer the phone and that if the caller would leave a message, we would call them back as soon as was possible. With the one ear that didn't have the sexy blonde breathing lightly into it, I strained to hear if the caller was indeed leaving a message. 

"Okay," came Gina's sultry voice, "I know you guys are there, probably doing something nasty and I wish I was there doing it with you but we'll be home late. We've been working with John all day on the store and he wants to take us out to dinner. Anyway, we'll give you a call when we leave the restaurant so you have time to get decent," she giggled, "Or maybe not," her voice dropping a couple octaves. "Love you both"; followed by a kissing sound and then a click.

"So I don't have to get up after all, "Britt mumbled, squirming on top of me. 

I put one hand on her back and one on a butt cheek and slowly rolled us to our sides, still face to face. "Ohh..." Britt protested as she squirmed to get comfortable again; our legs intertwined, our sticky bits getting in her way. She grumbled some more as she fidgeted and wiggled, hands and legs all over. Finally, she seemed to find a comfortable spot or she just gave up with an exasperated "Humph."

I snickered, which didn't help matters, but my roaming hand soon had her purring once more. 

"I think we need to do that," Britt whispered sleepily.

I didn't quite catch it all; "What was that baby?" my hand resting on a favorite butt cheek, tracing little circles with a finger.

"I said, I think we need to do that."

"Do what?"

"Make love on the back of a horse. Doesn't that sound like fun?"

"Making love to you is always fun," I replied, tracing bigger and bigger circles. "But," I continued, "It also sounds a little dangerous. What if we fell off, or you screamed when you came and scared the horse and he bucks us off?"

"Yeah," she said as she snuggled up tighter, her face against my chest; "It's probably not the best idea, but it kind of turns me on when there is a little danger involved. You remember when we fucked in your truck in that parking lot down by the bay? I really got off on the possibility of us being seen; did you?"

"Yeah, I guess, but that's a different kind of danger, and I really don't want to spend a night in jail either. As long as I get to make love to you, that's all I really need."

Britt pushed back until she could look up at me. She didn't try to hide the tears that began to form as she pulled herself up till we were eye to eye. Her beautiful blue eyes glimmered beneath the tears and she swallowed hard; "I love you so much," she whispered before putting her lips to mine. We kissed lovingly, lips saying 'I love you too' without speaking. 

Britt hugged me tighter yet, sniffling in my ear. I held on tighter too, one hand on the butt I love so much. After a bit, it was starting to get a little chilly and I was really was ready to get up. I laid there for a second, trying to figure out some way to get Britt to get out of bed; "Hey I've got it."

"Got what?" she mumbled, obviously quite comfortable.

"A way we can make love on a horse and not worry about getting bucked off and breaking our necks." 

That got her attention and she pushed back and looked at me with eager anticipation. I had to work hard to maintain a straight face. "So?" she asked.

"Well," tensing up in readiness to make my escape; "ya' know the bucking bronco ride, the one in front of Walmart?" I was ready to roll backwards off my side of the bed, but I stalled just enough to see her eyes grow big and a smile that went from ear to ear. My mind did a quick rewind; 'Didn't I just suggest that we do nasty things on a coin-operated kiddy ride in the front of a major department store?' 

Before I could answer myself, Britt was on me, putting me on my back and kissed me hard, her tongue searching for cavities. Looking down at what must have been a most confused look on my face, she blurted, "Fuck yeah, that would be awesome! We could do it like at two or three in the morning when no one's around." I'm sure my look changed from confused to one of disbelief, she was really considering this. "Hmm..." she continued, pensive, "I wonder if they have security or anything at night? We'd have to scout it out ahead of time and see."

'Well this didn't go the way you figured' I told myself and I was about to try and work my way out of this one; "Oh hey," she said, her eyes now dancing with excitement. I watched them darken as her hips began to grind, her pussy teasing my sleeping cock..."We could photograph it too!" I felt my cock twitch involuntarily. "Oh god baby," she shivered as she worked her damp slit over my awakening member; "we could do a whole series on amusement rides, you know, carousels, Ferris wheels!" She paused, unconsciously riding my slick dick as the wheels turned. I held her hips, as though I might have some say as to where this was heading and her eyes suddenly widened and she began to quake..."Oh fuck baby...a roller coaster!!!"



Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 21



** Early Saturday Evening**

Britt snored lightly into my shoulder; she looked so cute nestled next to me, bare-ass naked. One long shapely leg was draped over mine and her left hand rested comfortably on my flaccid junk. Brushing the long blonde hair off her face, I kissed her forehead; "Hey sleeping beauty, wake up, we can't spend all day in bed." 

Britt grumbled and wriggled around, giving her favorite toy a little caress; "Um...don't wanna." 

As comfortable as I was, I was getting antsy and I'd had my sex quota for the day. I glanced at the clock on the bedside table, surprised at the time. We had managed to get a little work done today, going over some photos and getting proofs sent to a client. We also had a potential new job; some photos for the western store that Becky, our new friend worked for. Thoughts of last night with Britt and Becky in the Victoria's Secret dressing room had Britt's little friend awakened and she gave him a hug, slender fingers wrapped around my awakened cock.

"Hmm..." she whispered, her hand moving ever so slightly; "Someone else is awake I see."

I put my hand on hers, "C'mon lover, I don't think I have another round in me right now. Anyway, I'm starving, so let's get your sweet ass up and I'll make you some dinner."

"Alright," she moaned as she stretched her perfect form, pointing her toes and letting go of me to stretch her arms toward the headboard. I ran my hand over her firm torso, massaging her taut muscles and she purred in my ear. "My tummy tells me it's time to eat too," giving me a quick kiss before rolling over me and sitting up on the edge of the bed. I ran my hand over her beautiful backside, as she stretched once more, reaching for the ceiling. My fingers trailed down her spine, ducking to the sides briefly to circle the little dimples just above the butt I cherish. My wanderings ended at my favorite intersection, peeking out from the rumpled sheets, the top of her cute little butt crack, right where it blends with the small of her back. I've lingered there for hours, fingers, tongue and lips playing. I moved enough to plant one more kiss on that spot and Britt shivered, reaching back to run her fingers through my hair.

Standing, Britt turned and held out her hands to help me up. Any other time, I'd have pulled her back down on top of me, but my stomach grumbled loudly. Britt laughed and leaned back, pulling hard to get me upright. "Come on stud, I'm up, now get your sexy ass up and feed me," smiling and tugging.

"Alright, alright," I mockingly groaned and stood upright. I pulled her into my arms and held her tight, her naked form against mine. We kissed deeply, we love to kiss, and if we're near each other, there always seems to be some bodily contact. After a couple minutes of tonsil hockey and groping, our stomachs had lost patience and growled in unison. We couldn't kiss through the laughter; "Okay, okay," we said looking down at each others bellies, only bringing on another chorus of laughter. 

I stepped back into my shorts and pulled my shirt over my head as a bare-assed Britt grabbed hers and skipped down the stairs, giggling as she went. I shut down the computer and the lights and made my way downstairs. The living room and kitchen are one big room just inside the front door of my, or should I now say, our two bedroom home that I had built in the far corner of a massive warehouse. Stepping inside, the first thing I see is my lover bent over, digging through the fridge. Her bare butt and long legs are magnetic, drawing me into the kitchen.

"Tease," I said, popping her on the left cheek and then quickly caressing it. 

"Hey," she yelped, "can't a girl get something to eat without being molested," all the time wiggling her butt in the palm of my hand.

"Yeah," I answered as I moved to the right cheek; "You'd be pissed off if you didn't get molested." I gave her a parting squeeze before moving over to take stock of the pantry.

"Yeah, probably," she admitted, still digging around in the ice box. "Hey, here's some ground turkey; How about some of your famous spaghetti and meat sauce?"

"You must have been reading my mind," as I emerged with a jar of sauce and a box of pasta. "I think there is still some French bread in the drawer and with a little salad; I'd say we're set."

"Good, you work on the spaghetti and I'll make the salad and bread. Do you want some wine? I think we have an open bottle of red that we need to kill anyway." She smiled that infectious smile and turned to give me another view of her beautiful backside as she made another trip to the fridge. 

The constant teasing turned what should have been a quick meal into an arduous task. We finally called a truce and Britt slipped into an old t-shirt of mine before we sat at the bar and had dinner. "I wonder what the next car will be," Britt asked as she wound the pasta around on her fork.

"There's not much telling," I replied as I attempted to keep all of mine on the three tines. "It's been a good variety of cars so far, so I'll bet it'll be something unique." I fumbled with spaghetti until I had it situated to where the odds were that most of it would end up in my mouth. I could feel her eyes on me, watching to see if a humorous fail was in the offing. Successful, I turned to her with my cheeks puffed out, mouth full and gave her a 'so there' grin.

"Goofball," she laughed and daintily took her bite, no drama, no excess sauce on the lips, no trailing strands to noisily suck up. She gave me a 'that is how you do it' smile in return and then took a sip of wine. "So, what do you think about the shoot for Beck's store?"

Pausing to swallow; "It sounds like it could be fun. It'll be a nice departure from the swimsuits and it'll be good to do some shooting outside of the studio."

"So," she said as she prepped another bite, "you're getting tired of scantily clad women and fancy cars?"

"Hell no," stabbing a cherry tomato, "I can promise that that is one thing I'll never get tired of, but a little variety for the portfolio will be good."

"Kate will be excited that she gets to shoot some of it. How do you feel about being on the other side of the camera?"

"It's okay, I guess. It'll certainly be something different; I've never thought of myself as the model type."

Britt reached over and ran her index finger up and down my arm; "I think you'll make a real sexy cowboy. You're strong and tall, dark curly hair and have the perfect butt for jeans." She smiled as she played with the pasta. "I can't wait to see you all decked out with the boots and hat, long sleeves rolled up and a couple buttons undone to show off your chest...mmm," she playfully moaned, but I detected a little shiver when she did. She took a bite and looked straight ahead, deep in thought. 

"Oh..." she started, squeezing my forearm tight; "How about a shot of you without your shirt, all hot and sweaty and lifting a hay bale, or maybe feeding hay to a horse!" She shivered once more and fidgeted in her seat. Britt looked at me with darkening eyes; "And then I'd strip my little daisy dukes off, unbutton my checkered shirt and throw you down on a pile of hay and ride you like you've never been ridden before!" She moaned softly and looked away, like she was embarrassed, but if she was, it didn't last long. "Fuck, now I'm horny again"; and a quick glance down at my lap told her she wasn't alone.

I had no option other than to laugh; "When aren't you horny?" All that got me was a swat on the arm, followed by a muted giggle.

"Well, it's mostly your fault," she said mater-of-factly, taking another bite of salad. "If you weren't so fuckin' handsome, I could control myself and every other woman I seem to know." She took another bite and looked away, but it couldn't hide her teasing snicker.

"Yeah," I said, sitting up straighter and throwing my shoulders back; "I guess that's just the cross I'll have to bear, you know, being a sex object and all." I said it with as straight a face as I could muster before Britt came at me, fingers firmly planted in my ribs, tickling away. I grabbed her in self-defense and pulled her out of her seat and into my lap. A deep kiss was the only counter-attack plan I had and it worked well as we were soon moaning and pawing.

Out of breath, we stopped kissing, panting as our eyes did our talking. Hurriedly, we threw the dishes into the sink and had what little we wore on the bedroom floor. Not bothering with the covers, we made slow, deliberate love and then drifted off to sleep.

**Around midnight**

In my dream, I had my long, tall Britt, flat on her back on a bale of hay, her blonde hair fanned out on the straw bed. I held a booted leg in each hand and had my lover writhing in ecstasy. "Fuck my pussy," she moaned as she pulled on her nipples, mauling her firm c-cups as I drove my rigid cock in and out of her tight, dripping snatch. "Your fucking cock is so big!" moaning as I pushed her legs back, lifting her butt off the bale, stabbing for her g-spot. "Fuck yeah...just like that," as I took long slow strokes. "Fuck...fuck...fuck..." she cried with each down stroke. My balls slapped her asshole, wet from the juices from her dripping cunt. "Oh god...oh god...oh..."

And then I woke; "Fuck," I muttered as I heard the shower running in the girl's room. Britt moaned in her sleep, on her side with me spooning her and my cock still buried but stiff from the dream, inside her. Her pussy massaged me, coaxing me until I succumbed. I bucked a couple times, depositing what little I had in reserve. The sound of the shower diminished and knowing everyone was safely home, I blissfully dropped back into dreamland. 

**Must have been around 6 am, Sunday morn**

My nose was nuzzled comfortably against the back of Britt's neck, her soft blonde hair covering my face. I wanted to move, but I was pinned in. My morning wood was nice and warm and I flashed back to the dream. Britt's pussy hugged my cock, as it too remembered earlier. Familiar warmth covered my backside, firm d-cups pressed to my back, a long, lean leg draped over mine. Gina's warm breathing tickled my neck. 

"Shhh..." Britt whispered as her pussy seemed to gently suck on my captured member; "I think he's trying to wake up." 

I felt small fingers playing with my balls," I can feel his dick throb," little Kate whispered back. "You think we can make him cum?"

Britt's body stiffened listening to them plot and I felt her pussy contract, milking my cock without her moving. "I think so," she whispered in reply and I heard them kiss. My cock lurched and Britt squeaked and squeezed back, moaning, "Mmm...he's getting bigger...mmm." More kissing as Kate massaged my balls which were growing tighter by the second. Britt's kagel exercises were paying benefits as her pussy literally sucked on my cock. Kate's continued ball play had turned into trying to stuff me further into Britt. I fought to pretend that I was still asleep, an unwitting participant in this early morning threesome. 

Britt and Kate moaned loudly as they kissed, Britt's talented pussy bringing us to a simultaneous crescendo, my cock throbbing, building pressure and the little one squeezing my balls as though to force every bit of cum I had out, and into our lover. Instinctively I reached over and grabbed whatever body part was handy, pulling myself in deeper yet as I came hard. Kate groaned as I had grabbed her ass cheek, reaching over Britt and pulling them both tight. My cock pulsed, once, twice and then once more. Britt's body shook and her pussy spasmed.

I must have passed out for a second, you know, blood loss to the brain and all. A gentle sucking had resumed on my spent cock. Britt was now facing me, kissing me lightly and I could feel Gina still dead to the world, nestled against my backside. A quick tally told me that it was Kate lovingly cleaning up the aftermath of the covert fucking that Britt and she had just completed.

"Morning lover," she whispered, kissing me on the nose; "Sleep well?" As hard as it was to focus, I could see the big grin on her face. 

"Yeah," I replied, giving her a kiss while reaching down to run my fingers through Kate's long black tresses as she continued to try to coax my cock back to life. "I had a dream that we were in a barn and we made love on a hay bale."

Britt's eyes grew big, "I had the same dream! Was I wearing my boots in yours?"

"Nothing but; and you were on your back and I had a leg in each hand and we went at it."

Her eyes grew bigger yet and I momentarily lost my breath as Kate took me into her throat and I could feel her tongue lapping at my balls. "My dream was exactly the same...oh my god!" and she kissed me hard again, all chances of my breathing now gone. 

Thankfully, I still had my nose to breathe through and survived only to be startled once more as I receive a firm butt squeeze, "Sounds hot," Gina groggily piped in, now awake from her deep sleep; "I call dibs on the next hay ride," and she gently nibbled on my shoulder.

"Me too," Kate gurgled, her mouth still full of cock. Britt and Gina both cracked up as Gina crawled over and we shared a kiss.

We coaxed Kate up to join us and we managed to somehow all lay together with me, oh lucky me, on my back on the bottom, encased in warm, soft sexy women. More hugging, kissing and petting ensued until I could no longer put off the morning pee. With much grumbling protest, I was finally allowed to leave the bed and hurriedly scampered off to the bathroom. Cat calls followed me as I made my way to the john and did my thing. 

Stretching and trying to wake up, I decided I may as well just jump into the shower and get a quick rinse. Foolish me; the sound of the shower to the girls is like the sound of a can opener to a cat. The once spacious shower was now, although still plenty big, full of hot, and I do mean hot, slippery, giggling girls. The old conservation joke used to go, 'Save water, shower with a friend,' so in theory, with the four of us showering together, we should be saving a butt-load of water; yeah, right. 

It had been awhile since all three of the girls had been together and I was happy to just be there and assist where needed. They washed each others hair, laughing and teasing. Body washing was accomplished by pouring soap between the three of them and then writhing against one another, hands everywhere, legs intertwined. I stood to the side and worked on backs and butts when they were available, more than happy to be the fourth wheel.

Bath time was finally over when we noticed the water temperature began to drop and I made a mental note to check on the heater. "Okay ladies, playtime is over," and all three grumbled and shivered as I turned off the overhead spray. We gathered up our big fluffy bath sheets and the fun resumed as a group drying session took up where the wash cycle ended. More giggling and moaning and kissing, errant fingers here and there. I sensed that the girls needed or maybe wanted to be alone; "Well, you three need to get your hair dried, so I'll go and see what I can scare up for breakfast. Is everybody hungry?"

"Yes dear...always...uh-huh," came the replies. 

"Alright then, I'll get to it while you finish up in here, okay?"

"Thanks lover," Britt answered and then turned for a kiss. Her kisses are always long and soulful and her soft tongue had my dick half-hard. She smiled as she pulled away and gave me a little tug. 

Not to be left out, little Kate stretched up on tippy-toe and pulled me down for her kiss; "Thanks baby," her tongue playing with mine. 

Last and certainly not least, the statuesque Gina moved in, our bodies molded but for her hands which held my now stiff dick. She tilted her head and kissed me hard, our tongues dueled and I suppressed a moan as her soft hands held me tight. My hands were full of her bountiful butt and she didn't try to suppress her pleasure. Only the sound of other moans distracted us enough to glance over and see Britt and Kate lip-locked and grinding against each other. Gina turned back to me and with one more kiss and a couple of loving strokes; "So do you think I can get that sausage I asked for yesterday?"

"I think we might be able to come up with something for you," as I slid a middle finger over her tight asshole. She gasped as I tickled her pucker.

"Okay," as I broke her hold and turned to hide my excitement from the other two; "Get dried and I'll have breakfast started." I quickly walked away, more cat-calls following me out into the bedroom. I could only smile at my good fortune as I rummaged around for a pair of shorts and then made my way into the kitchen.

**A little bit later**

I wasn't keeping track of time, but I had just put the finishing touches on a big breakfast as my three lovelies waltzed out of the bedroom. It was a blessing that I wasn't in the middle of chopping anything as the sight before me was a real distraction. Arm-in-arm, three naked angels had appeared. Their bodies glowed, some sort of lotion I later surmised; and they had put on just enough make-up to give them that extra something that I just can't put into words. Their long hair was down and over their shoulders, and their smiles were radiant; I was speechless. Stopping just outside the bedroom door, they stopped, paused and then did a perfectly choreographed turn, pausing just long enough for me to take in all three perfect butts. Another 180 and they paused again before busting up laughing at themselves.

All three made their way into the kitchen and without a word started to help me get breakfast on the table. Britt grabbed some plates from the cupboard as Kate dug around for knives and forks. I was busy at the stove, finishing up, when I felt Gina lean into my back, her chin on my shoulder; "I see you found me some sausage," she whispered in my ear. 

"Uh, yeah," was all I could muster as she ran her tongue around my ear and one hand had re-acquired my turgid member. 

Giving me a parting squeeze, Gina backed off and then said, "Oh and by the way, we took a vote and we hereby declare it 'Naked Day'". Before the proclamation was complete, my shorts were around my ankles and the girls laughed, pointing at my erection trying to turn off the burner on the stove. 

"Alright," I said as I kicked my shorts across the kitchen and expertly landed them on the counter next to the sink. "We haven't all been together with nothing to do for quite awhile. Maybe we can try out the deck upstairs. I haven't had a chance just to kick back in the sun for a long time."

The girls all bounced with excitement at the thought of laying out naked and working on their tans. Even though the weather here is always nice, the summer was still the prime tanning season and this one was quick coming to an end. We scurried around and got the food on the island, family style and then we sat down, naked hip to naked hip and dug in.

The talking had subsided for the most part as complimentary sounds on my cooking came from the trio. "Hmm...ohh...ahh," and then a rather obscene slurping sound. All eyes went to Gina as she slowly worked a piece of kielbasa back and forth between her lips. Her eyes were closed as a low moan accompanied the erotic taste-testing. Suddenly aware that she was being watched, she opened her eyes and gave a little 'oops' grin and then bit clean through the meat. The other two laughed while I cringed.

The rest of the meal was uneventful as the girls talked about nothing in particular. I finished my meal and got up to start clearing the dishes. The talking had stopped and I glanced over my shoulder to see the girls watching me walk away, or more specifically, my butt walk away. I gave them a little wiggle which just made them laugh and then went about my business. There weren't much in the way of leftovers, so the cleanup was pretty quick and I had it done before the girls even noticed.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 21



"Can I interest anyone in some coffee," I asked, interrupting their rather hushed conversation.

They all three looked back at me before Kate replied, "That would be nice, and then can we sit down in the living room? Gina and I need to talk to you about something."

'Oh-oh,' I thought. "Yeah sure; anything I need to worry about?"

"No," she answered as all three stood up from the bar,"although I'd be cautious if I were you after seeing Gina bite through that sausage!"

Britt and Kate laughed as Gina chased Kate into the living room, looking to swat her on the butt. Britt came around the island to help with the coffee; "Everything okay?" I asked.

"Everything's fine;" her hand on my butt as she kissed my shoulder. "They just have a couple business questions they want to ask you."

"That's right; they said they were getting together with John yesterday to go over the store's books or something." I took my turn at squeezing a little butt before I gathered up the carafe and some cups and we made our way into the living room.

We sat the coffee on the table and I poured, thankful that they all took it black. Finished, I took the spot on the couch between the two fledgling entrepreneurs while Britt sat in the big recliner opposite us. 'Not your typical business meeting,' I thought to myself as I put my hands on two bare knees on either side of me; "So what's up?"

"Well," started Gina as they each put a hand on mine; "You know we kind of had a meeting with John yesterday about the store and all, and well, he kind of sprung something on us."

'Oh god,' I thought, reflexively giving each knee a reassuring squeeze. "Yeah," Kate continued, "I don't know if you know it or not, but when John went back home awhile back on family matters, well, he hooked up with an old girlfriend from high school and it looks like it's pretty serious."

"Okay;" my mind trying to leap ahead.

"Anyway," Gina resumed, "John is thinking about moving back up there so they can be together and all he really has here holding him back is the store."

"Un-huh;" still leaping.

"So..." Kate paused...long pause; "John wants to sell us the business."

There was dead silence in the room; I guess it was my turn to wade in with my sage advice. I let go of one knee and took a sip of coffee while I mulled around the situation. "Wow, sell you the business huh?" 'That was fucking profound' I told myself. 

I leaned back and looked over at Britt, my lovely, naked business partner and got nothing, nothing but a smile. I glanced right and then left, again, nothing but beautiful nakedness. A deep breath, "Okay, so bring me up to speed; how did the conversation go? Did he have any ideas? Does this involve both the store and the online business?"

"Well, okay," Kate said, glancing at Gina, who nodded slightly. "Here's what Gina and I think makes the most sense and what we would be comfortable with. First off, you're right in seeing the store and the online store as being two separate businesses. I'm not sure we consciously set it up that way, but I'm glad we did. Anyway," taking a breath, "because the store at the beach is kinda seasonal and the lease runs out this month and because we'd have to hire other people to work there, yada, yada, yada, it just seems to make sense to close it down."

Kate paused, I guess waiting for me to say something; "Okay."

"On the other side, with the online store, Gina and I could easily run that and still go to school. If we need some help with shipping or something like that, well we could hire someone part-time, maybe even some other students." Kate paused and once again glanced at Gina and then over to Britt. Britt gave her the 'go-ahead' nod. "So," she continued, "the main thing to figure out for the online store is where to operate out of. Right now we use the store for inventory and our physical address and we were kind of wondering if you would maybe, you know, if we could work a deal to...you know..."

I don't know why it was so hard for them to ask me, it seemed pretty straight forward and obvious. It was probably because they were new to business and this was a big step. Where they were based seemed to be the least of their problems as my mind was working on second-guessing what type of deal John had offered them. Knowing John as I did and his financial situation and the fact that he really liked the girls; well I was willing to bet that he offered them a very fair deal.

I leaned over and took another sip of coffee and then leaned back between them. Both Gina and Kate's posture had changed; they both sat upright in anticipation. Except for the fact that we were all sitting around naked, this almost had the feel of a real business meeting. I looked over at Britt, who really is my partner in the photography business and asked, "So what do you think Britt? Do you think we can spare a little space for a small business?"

Britt snorted, trying to keep from laughing. It was a pretty silly question as there's no way I could ever utilize the entire warehouse for our business unless I could find a way to get a cruise ship inside to photograph it. Britt sat up straighter and stroked her chin like she was deep in thought. My turn to try to keep from laughing; "Well George, I think we could find a corner for them to work out of, but we'll have to be very careful with the conditions of the lease. I'd hate to see these two take advantage of you."

And then she lost it. Laughing so hard, she nearly fell out of the overstuffed chair. Kate and Gina both stared at their goofy roommate for a second and then glanced at me. I simply shrugged my shoulders and said, "Sure, why not?"

Both of then screamed with delight and before I knew what hit me, I was on my back with both of them tickling and kissing and nibbling on any area they could get to. I finally cried "Uncle" and they backed down only to turn their sights on Britt who was cornered in the big chair, tears of laughter running down her cheeks. More shrieks and false cries for help erupted as all three wrestled, gloriously naked in the Barcolounger. 

They finally tired of the tickling, all three naked wonders wedged into the one chair; one lucky chair. "Okay," I said, "getting back to more serious matters, can I ask what kind of deal John has offered you?"

"Oh yeah, hang on," Kate exclaimed as she pried herself free and bounced toward their bedroom, bounce being the operative word as her cute little butt literally bounced as she pranced away.

Gina interrupted my flashback to the back of the Cadillac hearse, taking the little one's anal cherry. My cock began to stir; "She's going after the paperwork we brought home last night." She smiled as she looked at my lap; "We thought you'd like to see the books on both businesses." 

"Good idea," I said as I tried to covertly reposition myself. Kate skipped back in with a couple of binders and landed beside me, placing one of the binders in my lap. I don't think it was an accident that she rubbed the back of her hand against my hardness as she opened the book. 

"Okay, here is a simple spreadsheet showing the store's expenses, income and profits." Her left hand still held the binder, a buffer between the book and my dick, and she turned the pages with her right hand. Imperceptibly, Kate kept a nearly constant rubbing motion on the underside of my prick as she went on to explain the rest of the numbers. "Here are the numbers on the online business and as you can see, both stores have a pretty good cash flow." 

It took all I had to keep from creating another type of flow, so I tried to concentrate on the numbers. "Yeah, that looks pretty good. So how much inventory do you have right now or on order?" Kate looked at me and her eyes glistened and she pressed a little harder against my now full erection.

"That's in the other binder," she said as she took the one off my lap, leaving me exposed to the world as it were. I looked over at the other two for the first time since Kate sat beside me. The girls still sat side-by-side but they had shifted around and now each had one leg draped over either arm rest. Their eyes were locked on me, or should I say, a part of me. Then I noticed they each had one hand in the others lap, their fingers undoubtedly hard at work. My cock jumped and so did the girls, their eyes widened. Glancing back to my right, there was Kate bent over trying to reach for the other binder that was on the floor. Slightly elevated off the cushion, her tight pink pucker winked at me and her pussy lips spread slightly. Reaching over, I trailed my middle finger down the valley, skimmed over her twinkling star and easily slid into her tight, wet pussy. Kate froze, her hands on the floor. I slowly slid my finger in and out of her slick slot and then glanced back at the pair in the chair. Their eyes bounced from Kate's backside to my front side, both their hands moving perceptibly faster. I didn't intend for this to be anymore than a tease, but just to step it up one more notch, I grabbed hold of my cock and proved that I was a multi-tasker. 

"Ah fuck," Gina moaned as she zeroed in on my slow moving hand. Kate let out a little whimper and I looked over at her to see her head turned as she watched her roommates pleasuring each other. I looked back at Britt and she was staring straight at me with dark eyes. She mouthed 'Don't stop' as both her and Gina's fingers pounded away at each others soaked snatches. Turning my attentions back to Kate, I slid a second finger in, stroking downward, in search of her elusive g-spot. Kate pushed back, grinding on my fingers as she continued to watch her friend's finger-fuck each other. Pushing off the chair arms, they both lewdly spread as wide as they could, now nearly fisting each other, the wet, slurping sounds of happy pussies. 

Through the moaning, they willed each other to cum. I watched Britt and Gina and matched them stroke for stroke. Kate shuddered and began to quake, "Ffuuu...cuuummmmiinn!!!!" Kate's pussy convulsed, sucking at my fingers as I continued to pleasure her. Meanwhile Britt and Gina were locked in a contest to see who could make the other cum harder. They stared at one another as they plundered the others pussy. "Ohh Goddd...right there...there...there..." Kate cried as her whole body shook. She pushed back on the floor, making sure we stay connected. I felt the spongy little spot I'd been searching for and pressed down; "Ahhhh...." and then silence as her body locked up and her pussy held me tight. The little one's eyes were rolled back in her head as the intense sensations overtook her.

Meanwhile on the recliner, Britt and Gina had taken each other to the precipice, their eyes locked as they pushed each other over the edge. ""Huhhh..." they inhaled as they as they came together. They worked each other, prolonging the pleasure until a gentle kiss brought them to the end and they pulled each other tight and hugged, snuggled up in the big chair. 

A little groan and a hand on my wrist brought me back to Kate, who was past her orgasmic stupor and found herself pinned down with my fingers still inside her drenched pussy. "A little help," she squeaked. I wasn't sure if she was trying to pull herself up, pull my hand out, or maybe in a little deeper. I wiggled my fingers inside her; "Oh you little shit, help me up," she yelped. I laughed as I grabbed her wrist with my pussy drenched hand and pulled her up and into my lap, careful to avoid my still stiff dick. Brushing her disheveled hair aside, I gave her a long kiss. 

"That was fucking intense," she said softly. I straightened out her hair some more and my hand came to rest on her small tits. I strummed a nipple as she stared up at me through watery brown eyes. "I love you," she mouthed silently, leaning up for another kiss.

"We love you too," Gina and Britt chimed in, now kneeling in front of us. Kisses and hugs were exchanged until Gina stood up, stretching her long lean frame; "Okay squirt, show him the rest of the books and I'll get us some water."

Kate giggled and Britt helped her sit back up and took a seat on the other side of me. Kate open the second binder and sat it on my lap once more, only this time, Britt had beat her to the punch, her hand holding my stiffness tight. Kate looked at Britt briefly and then went on to explain the remainder of the financial standings of the businesses. 

Gina skipped back in with four bottles of water, her D's bobbing happily. She dropped down on the couch next to her business partner and leaned over her to look at the book as Kate went down the columns. I could feel all eyes on the head of my cock, sticking up through Britt's grasp as Kate's finger tracing down the columns to the bottom of the page. They paused, silent as Britt gave a practiced squeeze and a drop of pre-cum emerged from the tip. They moaned a little in three-part harmony as another drop emerged and Britt's thumb slowly spread it about. 

"Okay," clearing my throat and breaking the hypnotic spell my cock evidently had on the girls. "So it looks like you're doing pretty well and I think I agree with the idea of shutting down the storefront; so can I ask what kind of monetary deal John is proposing?"

I received three aggravated looks before Kate continued. "We haven't settled on firm numbers yet, but basically, all Johnny wants is to be paid for the inventory, plus a little to keep the IRS happy if they come nosing around later. He said he thinks that sales will be good enough that we can just pay him as we sell off the existing stock, plus a little. He's so sweet; he doesn't want us in debt and going to school. In fact he made it a stipulation that we keep going to school and that he would have the right to step in if either of us dropped out."

"That's the John I know," I laughed. He really was one of the last of the good guys and I knew he would make the girls an offer they couldn't refuse. "So," I said, sitting up a little, but well aware that Britt still had me in a firm hold and I was outnumbered; "I guess all that leaves is my compensation," a big grin on my face.

"Oh, I'm sure you'll be well compensated," my blonde lover said as she gave my cock a long stroke.

"Oh yeah, we'll compensate you, all right!" and Gina and Kate leaned in and we all shared a kiss and a handshake. Well they shook hands with my dick while mine roamed my two new business partners.

Highly erotic, but highly cumbersome, I finally broke up the meeting. "I'm starting to overheat here; let's go look and see where you girls are going to set up shop." The coolness of the warehouse felt good on our bare skin as we walked out into the warehouse. The sun provided ambient light through the industrial skylights, beams of light piercing the cavernous building. 

Britt held my hand as we walked to one corner of the building, her head leaning against my shoulder. "Thank you," she whispered. 

We stopped when we had made our way and I kissed the top of her head and whispered back, "No, thank you." We squeezed each other hands, "So," I started, "I think we should build you a storeroom and office in this corner; what do you think?"

Kate and Gina's eyes both grew big and they looked in disbelief at each other, then at me, then back to each other. "I don't, I mean we don't," Gina stuttered, "We don't know what to say. I mean, when we were talking about it last night on the way home, we figured that we could get by with some shelves and a computer and maybe a cell phone, but we never thought about an office, or even a storeroom." She paused to look at her partner and they fired non-verbal questions at each other.

Kate continued," Do you think we really need an office, or a storeroom for that matter. I mean we're just going to ship it in and then ship it back out."

"Well that sounds simple," I said as I walked further into the corner, oddly comfortably unaware that we were all standing around bare-ass as we talked business. "I think to really make this a business and have you feel like it's the real deal, that you need some tangible, physical presence. And I think that you need to have a separate place to take care of business, a place separate from where you live. That way, when you are 'at work' you'll most likely concentrate on work and when you're not a work, you won't be drawn back to the desk and work non-stop. I learned long ago that you need to separate work from the rest of your life."

"Makes sense," they said, nodding their heads, convincing themselves that I knew what I was talking about. "But wait," they said in concert as they turned and looked back at my house.

"Exactly my point," I quickly interjected; "I built my home on the bottom floor and my office is on the top floor. I still have to commute to work."

They snickered at my idea of a commute; out the front door and up the stairs. "Okay, we'll go along with your idea, but how are we going to pay for this fancy new office?"

Britt was back beside me, her hand fondling my butt; "trust me, it's not going to be a fancy office, but it'll be nice. I figured that I would build the office as a capital improvement to the building. I picked this corner because, if at some later date, you guys get all successful and go corporate and leave me, I can punch a door through to the sidewalk and I can rent it to someone else."

"Aw, you're so good to us," the Amazon and the pixie said as they walked up to face me. "So, what do we do about rent?" as they both reached down and grabbed a handful of me. I stiffened at the negotiations.

"Well, I'll have to charge you a little something, just to make it look good on the books, but I'm sure we can come to some understanding."

"Cum being the operative word," Britt laughed as she gave me a spank on the butt. "So enough business talk; didn't someone say something about laying out in the sun?"

"Sounds good to me," Gina replied, "but really George, everything else aside, I, and I know Kate agrees, well, we can never thank you enough for everything you have done for us; thank you." The beautiful brunette followed up with a long, soulful kiss that caused my heart to flutter.

"Yeah, me too," said the little one as she stretched up on tippy-toes; "we can never thank you enough but," and then with as she went in for the kiss, her little hand wrapped itself around my cock; "we can sure try." 

Britt and Gina laughed at their friend's antics and embraced. "Thank you too for everything baby," she whispered in Britt's ear; "Love you."

"Love you too," Britt said through moist eyes and before she lost it, "Okay, Kate, let go of the cock. Lover boy, you go upstairs, move the bed and open the hatch. Girls, let's get some towels, sunscreen, water and whatever else we think we need."

"Yes Mam," I said, my cock and I both throwing her a salute. "Oh and babe, would you grab my sunglasses, they should be on the dresser."

"You goof, yeah I'll get em'. Now get that sweet ass up the stairs, and we'll be right up."

I watched with delight as the three most beautiful and special women in my life skipped hand-in-hand, bare-assed, to the house. I followed, never losing focus until they disappeared through the front door. I made a left and went up the stairs to the studio/office. Behind the bed and a curtain that hung on the wall behind it is a ladder that leads to the roof hatch. In its previous life, my warehouse had a large amount of equipment of some kind on the roof. The equipment was long-gone, but what was left was a large deck with a short wall around it that was originally there to hide the equipment. Britt had already outfitted it with four large reclining lounges with cushions and a couple folding umbrellas.

I made my way to the roof and pulled the covers off the lounges. It was a beautiful day with a light breeze that made it very comfortable; it felt nice to have the cool air flowing over body parts that were usually covered. I was standing at the wall, looking out over the city; "Hey, a little help," came from the deck hatch.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 21



The handle of a small cooler stuck up above the curb and I hurried over to the opening. Glancing down, Gina was looking up, one hand on a ladder rung and palming the cooler, holding it over her head. Further down the ladder was Britt, holding a bag and looking up. I envied her view of Gina's spectacular butt above her. On the floor, with the best view of all was Kate, standing by to hand up the rest of whatever the girls deemed necessary for proper sun-bathing. I grabbed the cooler and set it aside as the bucket brigade continued. 

Once the last load was on the roof, Gina continued her ascent and I reached down to help her up. Halfway out of the hole, she paused long enough to run her tongue over my half-hard dick and smiled the rest of the way up, giving me a quick kiss before stepping aside. Britt was right behind her and managed to nose under my cock and gave my balls a quick slathering. I got her up onto the deck and she went after her kiss with one hand tugging on my now stiff cock.

"Ahem," came the throat-clearing prompt from below. Britt gave me another quick kiss and stroke before stepping aside to help Gina sort through the provisions. I leaned over to reach for little Kate's hand. Perched on the top rung, both her hands in mine, she was at the perfect height and I stopped her there. She looked up with a big grin and then opened her mouth. Moving as close as I could to the curb, I maneuvered us both until I hit the bulls eye. My cock slipped between her lips and I moved my hips and held her upright while she sucked on my cock. 

We carried on for a few strokes, but it was awkward and honestly a little dangerous, so without warning, I backed my dripping dick out of between her warm lips and pulled her straight up out of the hole. "Whoa," she squealed as I had her on the deck beside me like a fish on the line. Kate was the only one that move would work on as she didn't tip the scales much over 90 lbs. Britt and Gina were laughing at her entrance as Kate caught her breath.

"You scared the shit out of me," she said as she took a mock swing at me. I grabbed her arm in mid swing and pulled her to me and off the ground once more. We kissed as she wrapped her legs nearly around me. I walked her over a few steps and then dropped her onto a waiting lounge. 

The other two had everything sorted out and stood at the wall, taking in the view. I joined them, as did Kate, and we silently enjoyed the panorama before us. An airliner made its approach in front of us, moving from left to right. It was just above us and I think with a good arm, you could have hit it with a rock. "Wow, what a view," Gina said as the Airbus headed for the runway.

"Probably not as good as theirs if they happened to be looking this way," I said. I put myself in a window seat, imagining what I would think if I saw one luck guy standing on the roof of a building with three bare-breasted women beside him. I felt Gina's hand on my butt about the same time I felt the tingling of the beginnings of a sunburn on my shoulders. I reciprocated, giving her firm cheek a caress; "Ladies, I can already feel a sunburn coming on."

"Well we can take care of that," Britt happily announced as she turned back to the lounges. They rummaged around until they came up with several bottles of sunscreen. 

"Okay, we'll take turns doing each other, so Britt, since you're the fair-skinned blonde, you go first." Kate laid a beach blanket out on one of the lounges; "Face down sweetie," Gina directed. With an anticipatory smile, Britt took her position on the lounge. I knelt on one side as Kate and Gina took up the other. Gina swept the long blonde hair out of the way and then squirted a long line, from shoulders to butt crack, of the cool lotion. Britt giggled and squirmed at the sensation, turning to a soft moan as six hands lovingly massaged the protective potion over her beautiful backside. Starting at the shoulders, we made our way down, spending extra time on her firm butt cheeks, careful to cover even areas that the sun would have a hard time finding. We squirted more in our hands and did our work on her long legs and even the souls of her feet. She giggled as we even worked the lotion in between her toes.

"Turn over babe," as Gina again grabbed the bottle of sunscreen. Obediently, Britt rolled over and stretched out once more. Gina scooted up and delicately applied the lotion to our lover's face as Kate and I each took up an arm. Ready to move on, Gina slipped Britt's sunglasses back on her face and we proceeded south. More moaning ensued as we paid close attention to the coverage on her bountiful breasts. Her nipples seemed to require Kate's extra attention and Britt's hips rocked gently. We worked our way down, over her flat tummy and to points beyond. We skirted by her slick slit, and got the topside of her long limbs. The task nearly completed, we trailed our fingers back up the insides of her legs and Britt spread them as far as our bodies would allow. She chewed her lower lip, waiting for what she hoped was a 'happy ending' to the impromptu massage. Not ones to disappoint, all three of us ran fingers to and fro, spreading lips, tickling her clit, flicking her nipples, until her body could take no more and shook as her orgasm overtook her. The girls worked to prolong the sensation as I leaned over and kissed her deep. Our tongues fucked each others mouths as she struggled through a long climax. 

"Enough," she panted as she reached down to push the girls aside. We three all sat upright on our knees and stretched back into shape as Britt recovered. We handed her a bottle of water as she sat upright; "Wow," she said as she took another big swallow, "Okay, whose next?"

"Me, me," Kate and Gina shouted, raising their hands like schoolgirls...naked, horny schoolgirls.

They looked to me to make the decision, and if I'd had a coin, or even somewhere to put one, I'd have flipped it. "Okay, pick a number between one and ten." I mentally picked nine.

"Aaa...five," Gina hedged.

"Six," Kate said without hesitation.

"Nine," I announced," Kate, I guess you're next."

"Oh goody," she giggled, standing up and hustling Britt off the lounge. Britt took up her position next to Gina and I stayed on my side. The little one took up a lot less of the towel but had scads more hair to bundle up out of the way. Again, Gina laid out a long line of lotion, from her neck to her cute little butt and Kate squirmed in anticipation. Again, we started at the top and worked our way down. A constant satisfied moan followed our slick hands. We kneaded her rounded cheeks, spreading them slightly to apply the protective barrier thoroughly. My finger hesitated on her puckered star and her rump pressed upward. I held her down as I teased my way back down and out and proceeded to work over my designated leg. 

Backside complete, she quickly obeyed the order to flip. Gina once again took over the facial duties as Britt and I took an arm each. Kate laced her fingers in mine when I came to her hand. I glanced at her and she fairly glowed. Another generous application of lotion and all six hands nearly covered her small frame. Her nipples could cut diamonds and they throbbed as we teased them. Her hips too were in constant motion and she tried to push her crotch to intercept our hands as we worked on her lower tummy and hips. We successfully dodged her anxious sex and worked on her legs and feet. We all three grinned at each other as we made a purposely slow trek back up her inner legs. Her thighs we tight, her toes pointed as we approached her pussy. Her inner lips bloomed and her clit peeked out. Numerous fingertips skipped around her sex, occasionally dipping beneath the surface. I had my right hand on her breast, toying with her nipple when she grabbed my wrist and pulled it up to her face. She noisily sucked on one and then two of my fingers as she thrust her hips in search of her release. Britt took pity on their littlest lover, two long fingers split Kate's wanting pussy as Gina strummed her clit. 

I retrieved my fingers with teeth marks on them after Kate came down from a climax that nearly displaced us all. She was still breathing hard with the occasional aftershock rippling through her tiny body. Gina helped her sit up and Britt held the water bottle to her lips. "Holy shit, that was..." Kate finally said and then she looked at me with a worried look. She knew that she had bitten down and I held up my hand, folding down my index and middle fingers.

Her eyes grew big as I joked, "I'll be okay." Everyone laughed but her and I quickly revealed the two missing digits and then leaned in to give her a big kiss; she lightly bit my tongue in retaliation. I pulled back quickly and she gave me a big smile; then stuck her tongue out at me. This got the other two laughing even louder. They all three hugged and kissed and Gina helped Kate to her feet, "Move it girl, it's my turn."

I gave them a pouty frown which only drew more laughter; "Poor baby, but don't worry, we're saving the best for last," Britt assured me and gave me a quick kiss. Gina quickly assumed the position and moved her own hair out of harm's way. Britt applied the long stream of lotion down the equally long spine of the brunette Amazon. Once again, I took station on one side, while the remaining two girls took over the other side. The difference this time was that as soon as we began, long hidden fingers took hold of my semi-flaccid cock. I glanced down to see a small smirk of pleasure on Gina's face as we worked on her shoulders and neck. 

Gina held fast as we worked our way down her long torso. The other two were unaware of Gina's grasp on the situation and I wasn't about to lodge any complaints as she flexed her fingers on my now stiff 8". We worked our way down to her pronounced butt and once again made sure that we had adequate coverage. My wanderings over her little tight pucker were a little more deliberate as she had me in a compromising position. A lubricated digit slipped past the tight portal and she audibly gasped as the first knuckle pushed on her sphincter. She squeezed a little harder in response and then relaxed, as did her ass. Britt looked from Gina, to me and then to my hand buried between Gina's cheeks. She gave me a knowing wink and went back to work. I lingered a bit longer, moving my finger imperceptibly in and out as Gina continued to massage my member. 

It was time to move to her long legs and we both regrettably released our hold on each other. I worked down her thigh and calf and tried to raise a giggle out of her by grazing my fingers along the sole of her foot. I could almost hear her grit her teeth, trying to refrain from laughing. Finally done with one side, Britt gave her a playful pop on the butt, "Okay, over."

Quick to comply, Gina was on her back. Her D-cups pointed proudly toward the wispy clouds in the blue sky. Britt gave her a quick kiss on the lips before she began the facial. I had to be quick to avoid her searching hand as Kate and I grabbed an arm each and began the rubdown. Arms and face complete, we started back at the top, working over her neck and shoulders. I quickly gave in to the inevitable and was soon being held snugly in her soft hand. As Britt and I worked on opposing tits, I heard her inhale abruptly and her eyes grew wide. I noticed Gina's other arm flex slightly and I knew that her other hand had found its way between Britt's legs. Britt looked at me as she chewed on her lower lip. I looked down at Gina, but could read nothing as she again wore her sunglasses. I then glance over at Kate and she was busy in her own little world, making sure that no area of her roommate was left uncovered. We carried on as the devilish brunette continued to play with us. 

Finally, we once again reached the point of disconnect, where even Gina's long arms had reached their limit. Back to the legs once more, we worked our way down and around. Britt and I purposely worked down her inner thighs, as close to her dripping sex as we dared. Finishing at the feet, we reversed our course until we reached her pouting pussy. Her inner lips begged for attention and her clit protruded proudly. We had to hold Kate back from dropping her head between Gina's legs and consuming her. We all played with her pussy, pulling at her labia as Kate worked two or three fingers in and out of her slurping snatch. Britt and I held down on Gina's thrusting hips as her bed-mate worked her to a frazzle. With nothing really left to do, Britt and I each took up a breast and sucked hard on her sensitive nipples. 

"Oh God...." She cried out as she reached the end of her rope and her body exploded. Kate couldn't help herself and bounded in between her legs, now widespread and took Gina's pussy in her mouth, sucking and probing, holding on to the writhing roomy. Figuring she'd had enough, Britt and I let go of our respective nipples and leaned over and kissed each other, making out with Gina's generous breast as our pillows. We continued to kiss even as Gina began to return to reality and we felt her run her hands over our backs. Kate, her appetite now satiated, crawled up and planted her wet face in between ours and we had an awkward, slippery, three-way kiss before crawling off of Gina. Her eyes were closed and she had a big smile as her breathing slowly returned to normal. 

Britt reached back and found a couple more bottles of water and we all sat back and took a moment. Kate's tongue was fast at work, licking Gina's juices off her upper lip. Always there to help, Britt crawled over and helped with the cleanup. They licked and kissed until they were both in need of another application of sunscreen. Meanwhile, Gina was back amongst the living and was propped up on one elbow, watching the goings on. I leaned in and nibble briefly on her exposed neck until she dropped down back onto her back and hauled me in for a real kiss. 

We frenched until I felt my cock began to respond once more, stiff in the light breeze. "Okay stud, It's your turn," Britt said, through with her cleaning duties. 

Gina sat back up and spun her legs to my side of the lounge and stood up. I had been on my knees for three sunscreen application sessions and I groaned as I began to straighten. Taking pity, Gina reached around me from behind and helped me up. Kate and Britt giggled and I quickly realized that Gina was now pointing my loaded weapon at them. Too turned on to blush, I just wiggled my hips at them and then began the process of laying face down. Kate, because she was closest, offered to help; "Here let me help," as she grabbed my cock and help fold it out of the way, like the kickstand on an old Schwinn bike. 

Kate took the lead this time and the bottle of nearly-spent sunscreen made an obscene sound as she unloaded a goodly amount down my back. The little one actually stood at my head and leaned in to press down hard on my shoulders. This had turned into more of a massage than just putting on sunscreen. Britt and Gina worked my upper back as Kate continued to lean over my head. I could feel her pussy juices soak through my hair and I waited for her to cum on top of my head. Meanwhile Britt and Gina had worked their way down to my butt and I could feel them parting the way as they worked over my ass cheeks. A coldness hit me as I felt them pry my cheeks apart and squirt a generous dollop right on the nether hole. They tittered as I felt fingers slipping and sliding about. Not to be left out, Kate abandoned her post and I felt her perch her wet snatch on my right calf, straddling my leg so she now had an unobstructed view of my most private parts.

I felt another finger join the party and the girls all giggled some more, obviously proud of their new-found position of dominance. I waited, knowing what was on the way, and sure enough, a small fingertip rested on my pucker. She pushed lightly and I clinched hard. She pushed a little harder and I clinched harder still. "Wow, I thought my ass was tight," Kate whispered to the girls.

"Yeah, the only way in is if you sneak up on him," Britt whispered back and then she kissed me on the butt. They continued on down my legs, no doubt disappointed that they didn't make their way in the back door, but they soon forgot. It was Gina's turn to try to get me to laugh as she dragged her nails across the soles of my foot. Again Britt interjected, "May as well give it a rest babe, I don't think he's ticklish at all; god knows I've tried."

"Well you're no fun," Gina informed me, and then she took my big toe between her teeth and bit gently. Having seen my reflexes before, she was quickly up on her feet and out of harm's way. 

"Okay baby, on your back," Britt ordered, giving me a slap on the butt. 

Throughout the torment, I was again only partially inflated, and the girls let their disappointment be known. "Ah, he's gone back to sleep," Kate said in a disapproving little girl tone. 

"Not to worry," Britt said as she shook the bottle, working the last of the lotion to the top. Kate took her position again at the top of the lounge and slipped off my sunglasses. Ever so gently, she worked the sunscreen over my face. Britt and Gina each took an arm and I behaved as they worked their way to my fingers. Tucking my hands to my side, they started on my chest as Kate worked my upper shoulders and neck. The feeling of six hands devotedly caressing you is an almost indescribable sensation. 

Gina and Britt worked over my belly, toying with my navel. Kate too moved southward, leaning over me from above. One rock-hard nipple grazed my nose as she leaned in. She giggled as she managed to avoid my flicking tongue. She continued to tease as the other two worked at my hips. My cock was now at full attention again, laying on my belly. I felt the occasional breeze across my balls and the bottom of my cock; I could hear the girls lightly blowing, my cock jerked and they snickered.

It was time to get to the legs and Kate moved down, choosing to swing one leg over me, her wet pussy hovering over my face momentarily. She moved to the other end of the lounged and concentrated on my feet as her roommates each took a leg. It took all I had not to beg them to hurry up and get to what I assumed was the inevitable and I kept my eyes closed and mentally tried to distract myself. 

A brief, whispered meeting was held at my feet and I sensed movement. Two pairs of hands spread my legs to the point of just staying put on the lounge. Two wet pussies planted themselves on my calves just as a pair of soft lips kissed mine. I knew it was Katie as her little tongue slipped between my lips briefly. Before I could reciprocate, she shifted and I felt her straddle my chest. I had no option but to open my eyes to look at her perfect ass perched on me. Her little legs stretched out, splitting her ass cheeks and her asshole winked at me. I wanted to reach out, but found I was literally pinned down with my arms at my side. My frustration quickly fluttered away as six slick hands managed to find some part of my sexual organs to latch onto. 

"Jesus..." I moaned as my cock, balls and inner thighs received their undivided attention. Kate's arousal wafted to my nose as she worked her pussy on my sternum. I could also feel the slick friction on my legs as Britt and Gina teased themselves on my knees. 

"Does that feel good baby?" Britt whispered hoarsely as my cock and balls were in constant contact with their loving hands.

I closed my eyes once more, trying to conjure up the sight blocked by Kate's undulating form. I could feel three, no, four hands wrapped around my shaft, stroking slowly and loosening and tightening their grip. Two other hands fondled my balls with the occasional finger slithering over my taint, teasing my asshole which was thankfully just out of reach.

"Look how fucking big he's getting," Kate moaned as her gyrations picked up the pace. I took a quick peek and her asshole puckered in and out, like a beached fish gasping for breath. 'Fuck me,' I mumbled to myself, so wanting to slip something into that tight ass. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 22



Chapter 22

** Monday morning, too damn early **

I don't know anyone who's a big fan of Monday mornings, but I have taken a liking to waking up most mornings. Generally, I awaken with my morning wood gently held between the supple butt cheeks of my voluptuous, over-sexed best friend and lover... and as of last night, full-fledged business partner. The girl of my dreams, Britt, stormed into my life just a short time ago and has since turned my world upside-down and inside-out. 

Long employed in the constantly fluctuating construction industry, I had managed to buy and improve a remnant of an industrial period that had thrived downtown. I had lucked into a massive brick edifice that no one wanted and without raising a bunch of red flags, managed to build a respectable bachelor pad in one corner of the cavernous structure. On top of my humble abode, and still well within the confines of the mother building, I built a combination studio/office that I hoped to use one day in what would become my career and full-time job, photographer. A life-long hobby, it was Britt who helped me make the final leap into my long-awaited career...and then some.

Somewhat disappointed that I wasn't allowed my morning nuzzling of her neck or the playful palming of her firm breasts, I crawled out of the lonely bed and shuffled off toward the bathroom, dutifully following my piss hard-on. The happy sound of female bantering and giggling followed me into the room from the kitchen and I stood there, braced against the wall behind the toilet and smiled, happily peeing in privacy. More than once, one female or another has playfully played fireman with my hose as I tried to relieve myself in the early morning hours. Performance anxiety is tough on a guy, especially this early in the day. 

Mission accomplished, I flushed; a dead giveaway to the other occupants of the house that I was up and awake. Stepping over to the sink, I washed the sleep from my eyes. Magically, a hand towel appeared to my left and a steaming cup of black coffee appeared to my right. Then two, no...four hands warmed my chilly butt.

"Good morning partner," Britt whispered as she set the hot coffee on the counter before placing a kiss on my cheek.

"Morning babe," I replied with a wet kiss and noticing she too stood there naked as the day she was born.

"Good morning George," said the towel bearer. Turning left, there was Kate, the resident pixie. She leaned into me on tip-toe for her morning kiss, her firm little titties pressing into my side. I helped her up by reaching under the long black hair that hung to her knees and with a handful of firm pixie-butt; I lifted her up to lip level. We kissed through her delighted giggle before I set her back down.

Two warm hands slid over my hips as the statuesque brunette pressed her firm D's into my back. "Morning lover," Gina whispered as she nipped and kissed my neck. Her long, slender fingers had me in her grasp as she moved to my ear and her serpent-like tongue slithered inside. 

I never know how these little encounters are going to go. It was either going to turn into an early morning orgy or the conniving trio would get me all hot and bothered and then turn and leave me hanging...literally. Sadly, this morning it looked like it was the latter. Turning me to collect her kiss, Gina smiled and with a loving tug, she said "Sorry baby, no time for fun. We business owners have to get to work early; Breakfast is on the counter."

With that, Gina and Kate turned their beautiful butts to me and bounced out of the room. "Poor baby," Britt said sympathetically as she reached for my disappointed dick. "It won't take me long to get to work," dropping to her knees and looking up toward our second-level office. "That is if you have the time" she asked as she batted those big blue eyes and her tongue reached out to take a swipe at the head of my cock.

I stammered "Uh, yeah," as I watched my cock disappear between her wet lips. She looked up at me as she swallowed me whole, her nose now poking my tummy. Britt's oral skills are beyond description and she knows just how good she is. Taking all I have to give, she gives me a wink and then begins what I can only describe as swallowing. My cock is in her throat, her tongue is tickling my balls and with each swallow, she is jacking me off. It takes all my willpower to not grab her by the side of the head and just 'fuck her face' for lack of a better description. But I know that I won't be disappointed and I just stare in marvel as my love consumes me. Alternating between the throat maneuver and wrapping both hands on my mucus covered member and giving me an old fashioned handy, Britt soon has me shaking, my balls tight and my butt clinched. Ever the master of timing, she looks at me through darkened eyes and deep-throats me one last time, daring me to try and not cum. I'd lost that bet before we even started and I leaned back onto the cold granite counter and braced myself. With one last swallow, she smiled as much as one can with eight inches of cock between your lips, and then closed her eyes as I lost it.

"Ah fuck me..." I moaned as I unleashed stream after stream of high-velocity spunk down my lover's throat. Britt massaged my balls as my cock convulsed, my body racked with pleasure. I was light-headed and it always takes me a bit to return to normal after a session with Britt and I think she takes great pride in the effect she has over me. I like to think I do the same for her.

Reaching down, I pulled her up off her knees and hugged her tight. We kissed, sharing what bit of me she hadn't already swallowed. This might bother some guys, tasting their own cum, but no woman I have ever been with objected to her own taste as she licked her pussy juice off my face; so I guess I never gave it a second thought. In fact, I nearly blew Britt's mind the first time we fucked and then I buried my face in her cum filled pussy and licked her to another body-contorting orgasm. 

"I love you, Mr. President," she said under her breath, referring to last night's meeting where I announced my intentions to incorporate our photography business and make her a stock-holding member of the board.

"And I love you, Ms. Vice President," my hands full of her ass cheeks. I gave her another long kiss and then released my hold. She looked up at me with disappointment in her eyes and she could see in mine that I didn't want to stop, but I did need to get to work.

She smiled and gave my butt a slap as she turned me back to the sink. "I know...you still have that other job and you have to go to work," she droned. "But I take it since you brought up the whole incorporating thing and all that that you are thinking we're getting closer to making this a full time thing... I mean the photography thing."

I caught a little blush flash across her cheeks as she backpedaled there at the end. I pretended like I didn't catch on and answered, "Well, yeah. We're booking more work and I can only see us getting busier. If I'm going to do this full time, I need to set up some sort of timeline so I can give my boss notice. I don't want to leave him in a lurch; he's been real good to me and I don't want to burn any bridges." I let that set there for a minute as I put on some deodorant and rinsed my face once more.

"Yeah, this has always been my dream, to shoot pictures for a living and you have been a big part of making that dream come true." I caught the color coming back in her cheeks in the reflection of the mirror and she looked down, pretending to look for something on the counter. "And," I said as I grabbed her unexpectedly by the waist and set her bare butt down on the cold granite counter, "It has also been my dream to meet someone who I could share that dream with, and maybe, the rest of my life with." 

Britt's eyes grew big and now my mind tried to find reverse, 'Shit, did I just propose to her?' I asked myself. We stuttered in tandem..."Did you just..." "No, I...but..." "Well, I thought..." "Yes, no, I mean I ...well shit."

We paused and then both broke out laughing. I hugged her tight as she wrapped her long legs around me. I looked her in the eyes and took a deep breath; "You know I love you; more than I've ever loved anyone, and I can't imagine not having you in my life."

Her eyes glistened as she put an index finger on my lips. "I love you too...everything you just said, and as far as I'm concerned, you're stuck with me until the end, and you'd have to fuck up pretty bad to get me to leave. So let's just leave it at that; we're both young...well at least I am," as she winced, ready for a tickle attack. I just stuck my tongue out at her and let her continue; "I told you when we first met that even before we spoke, I saw you and knew that you were the one. It sounded corny then and it still sounds sorta corny, but I'm positive that we are meant to be together." 

We'd had this conversation before, but this time, it really hit me as the gospel, the real thing, and I was actually speechless, so I did the only thing I knew to do; I kissed her and kissed her until nothing else needed to be said. 

** Late morning **

Well, for a Monday, everything was going swimmingly and while driving to the next job, I pondered what in the hell 'going swimmingly' really meant when my Bluetooth chimed in my ear. "This is George," I answered, hoping the temperamental device actually worked this morning.

"How's my favorite corporate big-wig's morning going?" Britt asked. For once, the connection between my ear piece and the Blackberry in my pocket was perfect. 

"Well, I got a blow job from one of the other board members this morning. That was a pretty good start to the day," I answered happily.

"Yeah, we need to write that up in the minutes I suppose," Britt laughed. "Seriously, I love you for making me a part of the company. Not to rush you, but is there anything I can do to help on the incorporation?"

"Yeah, about the minutes, I think we need to be a little more discreet about what we put down in writing. If you want, you can do some research on the whole incorporation process. I think it is fairly cut and dry and hopefully we don't need to get a lawyer involved."

"Sounds good, I'll see what I can dig up. Oh, and what I really called about was to let you know that I have the next two cars lined up for the calendar and I got a quick call from our favorite redhead reminding us that we need to stop by and go over wardrobe for their shoot."

Snippets of Becky and Britt in a ridiculously large shoe store and the dressing room of a popular lingerie store bounced around in my head. That was an evening I wouldn't forget anytime soon. Only the honking of an impatient senior citizen brought me back to real time. I waved apologetically through the back window and continued on. "So what does Mike have us photographing this time?" I asked.

"Let me look," she said with the sound of papers shuffling in the background; "I know I wrote it down here somewhere. Okay, here it is. The first is a 1956 Ford pickup; I think he called it a step-side?"

"Oh yeah, that's great, my dad had one of those. The step-side is kind of like a running board on the side of the bed. It's great when you need something out of the back."

"Alrighty then," she said like she really didn't care, and she probably didn't; cars and trucks are more of a guy thing. "And the other is something called a Hudson Hornet...is that right? A hornet; like the insect?"

"Hell yes baby, now that is my idea of a car;" the testosterone was kicking in. "I can't wait to see it. I hope it's not some tricked out hot rod."

"Well I guess we'll find out on Wednesday," she said. "So when do we want to go over to Becky's and get fitted?"

This was a new one on me; I was supposed to be behind the camera, not in front of it. "So remind me," I answered, "it's you, me and Becky with Kate shooting?"

"Oh, and Gina too; being the long legged one, she's perfect for a tight pair of jeans." Pausing, Britt said, "I got the feeling on the phone that Becky is looking forward to getting to know Kate and Gina better...if you know what I mean," snickering.

"Yeah, I think I know what you mean and my dick hurts just thinking about it," I kidded. "Anyway," as she giggled on the other end of the line, "I'm obviously free late afternoons and evenings, so I'll let you coordinate it with the girls and I'll just do what I'm told."

"Mmmm, I like the sound of that," she purred, "doing whatever I tell you to do."

"Now, now," I countered, "let's not get carried away; I am the President, remember?"

"Yeah...uh-huh...later Mr. President," she replied in her best Marilyn Monroe impersonation and the line went dead.

** Late Afternoon **

"Red Brick Photography, Brittany speaking, how may I help you?" came the lilting voice that made my dick wake up.

I really wanted to mess with her, but just the sound of her voice caught me off guard; "Hey baby, it's me. I'm ready to head for the barn and thought I better check in to see if I needed to stop for anything on the way home."

"Hi lover," her voice dropping an octave. My cock raised an octave or however you measure that sort of thing. "Kate and Gina just called and they're on their way too. They offered to pick up Chinese, so that takes care of dinner tonight and knowing them, probably lunch tomorrow."

"So did they say how things went at the store today with John?" referring to the impending sale of the business to the girls.

"Not specifically, but Gina sounded happy...and tired. I'm sure we'll get all the details when they get home."

"Alright then, if you don't need anything else, I'll just head for home. It's been a long day and I can't wait to be home with you."

"Aww, that's sweet. Well I've been thinking about you all day while I've been looking into the incorporation thing. We'll go over it when you get here, but it sounds pretty cut and dry; just a lot of forms to fill out and of course, fees to pay."

"Yeah," I shrugged, "everyone wants their piece of the pie I guess."

"Oooo....pie," Britt moaned over the phone; "I don't remember the last time I had pie." I could picture her nearly salivating and licking her lips. "You don't know of a bakery or pie shop that's on your way home do you?"

"Yeah," I laughed, "I know of one, but it'll cost you," I kidded. "What kind do you want?"

"Whatever looks good," she giggled like a little girl. "Berry or cream, I like 'em all. Not a big fan of mincemeat, but I doubt they'll have any. I think that's a holiday thing; I never understood mincemeat anyway." Pausing to take a breath, "Oh, do we have any vanilla ice cream? I really need ice cream if you get a fruit pie."

"I haven't got a clue," as I chuckled at her excitement over pie. Her happiness is truly infectious; hell, she's infectious, period. "I may call you when I get there and I guess in the meantime you can take your sexy little self downstairs and see if we have your ice cream."

"Okey-dokey," she giggled as I heard the office chair roll across the hardwood floor. Throughout this, I'd lost track of where I was and had to double back to get to the bakery I had in mind. I listened to her hum into the microphone of the headset she wore as she skipped down the stairs and went through the front door and into the kitchen. I hadn't intended to stay on the line while she made her recon run, but it was amusing to listen to her hum and carry on with herself. I heard the familiar sound of the freezer door open; "Damn that's cold...shoulda' put a shirt on."

It was my turn to snicker as I imagined her leaning topless into the freezer, digging around for the frozen treat. "So are you running around the office naked again?" I wirelessly whispered into her ear.

"Oh shit, you scared me," she yelped. "I thought I had hung up, and yes, I'm running around naked in the office," she teased; "Jealous?"

"Just makes me want to get home that much quicker; so any ice cream in there?" I listened to her huff and puff as she rearranged the freezer. 

"Yeah, here's a container way in the back, it's...what the hell? Neapolitan? Who buys?...Hey wait a minute, the chocolate and vanilla are all gone and there's nothin' but strawberry! Who does that?"

"Guilty, I guess; although I can't remember ever having bought Neapolitan ice cream in the first place. And secondly, strawberry ice cream should be illegal."

"I agree," Britt answered as I heard the freezer door close. "Mind if I just put this down the drain?"

"Unless one of the girls likes strawberry, feel free. So it's a cream pie or I stop and pick up ice cream?" I asked.

"Yup, your first presidential decision...Cream or fruit." she laughed. 

"Alright goof-ball, I'll get something. I'm here now so I'll be there in about twenty minutes."

"Alright Mr. President," again in the breathless Marilyn Monroe lilt, "We'll be waiting." This time she did manage to disconnect the phone.

** Half an hour later **

I pulled up to the massive rolling door of the brick veneered warehouse and stabbed the remote control button that activated the opener that I was so glad I finally installed; the heavy door is real ball buster. I pulled in and a quick vehicle count told me I was the last one home. I had taken a couple minutes longer to stop and buy my lover some vanilla ice cream and while I was at it, a can of whip cream too. I had a chocolate cream pie and a boysenberry pie; figured I might as well cover my bases.

I didn't get my standard 'welcome home' greeting, so I made my way precariously to the front door, juggling my load. Two trips would have been safer but it's not in my nature. I like to think it is some in-built programming for efficiency; I'm always thinking about the right order to do things. I hate to back-track or take more trips than necessary; or maybe I'm just inherently lazy. It's probably the latter. 

"Lucy, I'm home," I announced in what I thought was a pretty good Cuban accent. Still nothing as I closed the door with my butt. Entering the kitchen I find all three of my comely roommates hunkered over numerous piles of paper on the counter. A high voltage buzz of conversation hovered over them and I could almost smell the brain cells cooking as they shuffled pages, pointing at figures and graphs. I sat dessert on the kitchen counter and opened one of the many bags of Chinese carry-out and took a big sniff; god I was hungry.

"So how are my favorite business people," I asked them as I walked behind them and gave each a kiss on top of the head and a love-squeeze on the butt. 

"Hi baby," Britt answered as she spun on the barstool and gave me a big kiss. "You'll have to pardon the other two; they've been like this since they got home."

I got a second look at the new bikini-magnates and they looked tired. They left for work before I did and they were still at it. This was one of the things I had brought up with them earlier about becoming a slave to your job. I realize this is different because they are just getting started and I'm sure the list of things to do seems endless, but at some point you have to take a break.

"C'mon babe, I know how to get their attention," I said as I turned back to the kitchen.

"What? You're going to get naked and dance on the table in front of them?" Looking back over her shoulder, she shook her head, "I know I'd enjoy it, but I'm not sure they'd even notice." 

I turned and gathered her up in my arms, "I'll bet you would, but no, I don't think I have to be that dramatic. Here, help me serve up dinner."

With a pouty frown, Britt helped me make up four plates of the aromatic cuisine. Taking two plates each, we approached the girls and passed the plates between them and the piles of figures and notes and held it there. The sight and smells of dinner flipped a switch and both girls blinked and looked at us like they had just been released from a magical spell.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 22



"Hungry?" I asked as I sat the plate in front of Gina and Britt did the same with Kate.

"Oh, hi George," Gina blinked and then looked down at the plate again; "When did you get home?"

"Yeah," said the little one, "I didn't hear you come in," as she started pushing papers around in search of some kind of eating utensil.

"Well now I'm hurt and just a little concerned," I said with a worried frown. "I came in, said hello, gave you each a kiss and a loving caress on the butt, and you never said a word." Winking at Britt, "then I sat Britt up on the counter there next to the sink and ate her pussy until she came all over my face." Britt nodded in acknowledgment, running her fingers over her crotch and moaning for effect. 

There was a brief look of shock and disbelief on both their faces and then Britt had to blow the bit by sticking her tongue out at them. They both laughed and then sheepishly apologized for not acknowledging my arrival. I waved it off and added, "Well at least I didn't have to stop to pick up dinner, so thank you for that."

"It's the least we could do and after today, we weren't about to have to make dinner. If it wasn't carry-out, it was going to be PB and J." The only sounds for the next twenty minutes were those of eating, followed by the contented moans brought on by full bellies.

"So how did things go with John today?" I asked as Britt and I cleared the dishes.

"It went well, I think," said Kate as she stood up and stretched the kinks out of her back.

"Yeah," said Gina as she stood too and walked to the fridge to get some more water. "We did a full inventory and went over things with John again." She stopped to peek into the bag I'd left on the counter; "Yum, pie," she sang as she lifted the first from the bag. "Wow, two pies? You trying to get us fat?" she laughed as she pulled the second carton out of the bag.

"I don't think that'll ever be a problem," I laughed as I put the dishes into the dishwasher. "You girls never slow down and I think Katie has the metabolism of a hummingbird. No one that small should be able to eat as much as she does."

"Oh yeah?" came her retort from the other end of the kitchen. Pulling her tank-top over her head, she stood there topless and tried without success to grab a little belly roll. The other two laughed at her as they followed suit. Gina probably hurt herself trying to pinch some non-existent excess and my blonde bombshell wasn't having any better luck.

"See, what did I tell you? I could have bought you each a pie and it would never show up on those perfect bodies." I was laying it on a little heavy, but I figured all three could use a little pick-me-up after the long day they'd put in and all the stresses they were feeling. "So who wants pie?" I asked.

They all groaned and poked their bellies out, rubbing them; "Not right now lover, maybe later;" and then they busted up laughing at themselves and enjoyed a three-way hug that I was envious of. After breaking the huddle, they inspected my pie choices and elected me the in-house pie selection specialist. Putting on the coffee pot for later, Katie asked, "So George, can we go over the figures with you one more time? We've been over them so much, they're just a blur."

"Sure," I replied as I put my arm around her bare waist and led her back to the counter. Gina joined us and we quickly reviewed every aspect of the two businesses. The old guy was being extremely generous with the girls, but I was glad to see the stipulation he'd made about them staying in school was now in writing and signed by all three. Flipping the last page, I closed the folder; "Well it looks like a good deal to me," I said. "Worst thing that could happen is that the world stops buying swimwear and you girls end up with a lifetime supply."

"Thanks baby," they each said and kissed me on the cheek. "Now the real work begins," Katie moaned.

"Yeah, John is anxious to move on, so we hung a 'Closed' sign on the store today. The lease is up like the middle of next week, so he'd like us to be out of there by this weekend," Gina sighed, already tired before the work had even started.

"So," Kate continued, "we'll be boxing up the rest of the week and trying to figure out what to do with the few fixtures we have."

"Yeah," Gina took over; "We also have to change addresses with everyone and on the website. God, we can't thank you enough baby for letting us set up shop here. I can't even imagine what we would do without your help."

"Ah, it's nothin'" I said.

"Yeah, it's no big," chimed in my gorgeous and topless vice-president. It took me by surprise and Kate and Gina just giggled as Britt shot me that big beautiful smile. 

"That's right, I'm sorry," bowing to my partner; "Everything will have to go to a vote now," giving her a wink.

"Well then," she proclaimed, "I call this meeting adjourned and we all hit the showers!"

"I'll second that," I said, standing up.

"I third it," said one; "I fourth it," the other squealed as they sprinted toward the bedroom. 

Britt and I were the last to move and I took the opportunity to take her in my arms. We hugged and made out until we heard the water running. "We better get in there before they use up all the hot water," Britt smiled. 

"Yeah, I suppose," happy with where I was. I gave her another long kiss and then let her go. 

She took a couple steps and then seductively dropped her shorts to the floor, looking over her shoulder the whole time. Her backside is every bit as luscious as the front, and she giggled and gave her bubble butt a little slap and shake and said; "don't forget to put the pie in the fridge," and her sweet ass disappeared around the corner.

By the time I made it into the shower, the girls were just a knot of slick and slippery flesh, vertically writhing and purring under a gentle rain that fell from the ceiling of my overly ambitious shower environment. Starlight cast a sexy glow on the trio as I approached them to see if I could squeeze my way in. No effort was needed on my part as I was sucked into the soft, fleshy center. Hands and lips, soap and caresses, had me quickly clean and hard. Various hands took turns stroking my cock while others slid along my chest and occasionally slipped between the lower cheeks and playfully probed at my asshole. 

Without a word, cleanup time was over and the rain stopped. We made our way out of the shower and began the drying portion of the program. With practiced precision, we draped the soft bath sheets over one another and were soon dry. The marathon hair drying session commenced. One roommate dried the hair of the girl in front of her and so on until I brought up the rear; a virtual conga-line of hair drying. Invariably, I ended up behind Kate, her of the long, thick black hair; so long it hung past the back of her knees. Even though she was shy of five feet tall, it was still a lot of hair.

We all completed our assigned tasks in record time; "Who wants pie?" Britt asked as she turned off her hair dryer and gave Gina a little squeeze on the butt to let her know she was done. 

"I do, I do," little Kate bounced gleefully in front of me, her long hair flaying my semi-stiffness. It tickled and I backed off and started winding up my cord. I walked to the pullman and bent over to place my dryer in the bottom drawer and Kate and Britt dutifully handed theirs over. 

"Thanks lover," they echoed as they took advantage of my unguarded derriere. Heading out of the bathroom, I admired the three pairs of distinctly different cheeks as they jiggled their way into the bedroom. Kate and Gina kept walking until they disappeared into the hall toward their room. 

Britt turned as soon as they'd cleared the doorway and struck a sexy pose, one long leg out just in front of the other and her hip cocked slightly, both hands resting on them. God she looked beautiful with her long blonde hair draped over her shoulders, the ends teasing her erect nipples. A devilish smile caused my heart and my cock to jump. Suppressing a giggle, she winked and beckoned me with one crooked finger. Always obedient to a sexy, naked goddess, my erection led the way and I stopped just short of spearing her belly-button.

With a firm grip on the obvious, she pulled me closer and tilted her head for a kiss. Evidently not responding quickly enough for her liking, she gave me a firm tug and a squeeze. Message received, my lips met hers and our tongues soon wrapped around each other like serpents mating. My cock throbbed as Britt pointed it toward heaven, that heaven between her long limbs. She teased her pussy with the head of my cock, moaning into my mouth as she strummed her clit. I had both hands on her taut ass, spreading her cheeks as I tried in vain to will her to guide me into my favorite place on earth. Ignoring my obvious hints, she held me at bay, kissing voraciously and working my cock until her clit could take no more and her body stiffened. 

"Oh god," she groaned in our kiss as her body quivered and I feared for my tongue, now gripped between her teeth as she continued strumming her trembling nub. When the opportunity presented itself, I extricated myself from impending harm and she dropped her head on my shoulder and I held her tighter, my finger prints permanently imprinted on her butt. Her breathing slowed and she let go of her toy. It was my turn to moan, but in frustration. 

"Thank you," she whispered as her hand was now free to run along my side and offer a tender massage. "My pussy's been wet since you teased the girls about eating me out on the kitchen counter. I couldn't wait any longer, I needed a quickie." I reaffirmed my grip on her ass and one index finger strayed across her puckered anus. Parked there, I felt it kiss my finger tip and she nibbled on my neck and whispered seductively..."Later, but now I want pie."

She laughed and squirmed as I mocked a digital attack on her back door before releasing her. Free, she jumped back and stared hard at my anxious cock. Licking her lips, she looked back at me and whispered, "If you're still hungry after your pie, maybe I'll serve you up a little of my famous 'Britt a la mode'," dragging her finger through her pussy lips and licking it invitingly. "See you in the kitchen," she laughed as she turned, grabbed one of my t-shirts out of the drawer and skipped out of the room as she pulled it over her head. 

Deer in the headlights, I just stood there and stared at her firm pumpkin-shaped butt as it bounced out of the room. Snapping back to real-time, I knew my turn would come, so the sooner we got dessert out of the way, the sooner I'd have my lover on her back, teaching her a lesson on the hazards of teasing. "Yeah, like that lesson would sink in,' I mumbled inwardly. Pulling open another drawer, I found a pair of boxers I'd never seen before. Britt and the girls were always shopping and if they found anything I'd like or even better, would annoy me, they bought it. This time it was a pair of Woodstock boxers; not the legendary concert, but the cartoon character; you know, the little yellow bird. 'Not the worst thing they've ever bought me,' as I pulled them on and looked in the mirror. "Well shit," I said out loud as my still half-hard dick snuck out through the slit in the shorts and it looked like Woodstock was perched on a flesh colored branch. I'm sure this was an unintentional feature of the under garment so I figured it was my turn to tease. Taking matters in hand, it only took a minute to bring the branch to full bloom as it were. One more glance in the mirror and there was the little bird perched proudly on the biggest branch in the forest. 

"I'm ready for my pie," I announced proudly as I rounded the corner into the kitchen. My girls, all dressed in nothing but 'my t-shirts', turned and all three were bug-eyed. Gina spewed chocolate cream as little Kate choked on her berry pie. Britt just stood there with her mouth agape and then broke out laughing. Ignoring all three, I stepped over to the counter and served up a piece of each on my plate as though nothing was out of the norm. 

Gina cursed as she wiped up her mess and the tears of laughter that followed. I was kind of worried as it took a bit of hacking and copious amounts of water before Kate was back to normal. Meanwhile Britt sauntered over and gave me a big kiss while trying to de-bark my branch. "I like your new shorts," she purred in my ear. Grabbing my fork, she helped herself to some of my chocolate cream and held it between us at mouth level; "Share?" she asked before slipping the fork between her lips. Not understanding how literal she was being, she kissed me again and our tongues fought over the chocolate delicacy. 

"Fuck that's hot," I heard Kate croak and then only the sounds of two women engaged in an oral food fight. 

We broke our kiss and watched the tall brunette lift her petite roommate with ease and set her on the counter and they shared more pie. If we hadn't all just gotten out of the shower, this would probably have turned into a full blown food fight/orgy. As Kate and Gina helped each other sample pie and ice cream, Britt helped me finish mine. Standing at the counter, her left hand never left my cock as her right hand forked us bites of the bakeries wares. This left me with both hands free to roam and was soon teasing her still-wet pussy with one set of fingers while the other worked its way between the t-shirt and her silky smooth skin. Her nipple was hard and waiting and she squeaked as I pinched her lightly, her pussy responding in kind.

"That's enough fucking pie," Britt proclaimed as a second finger worked its way between her swollen lips. Dropping the fork on the plate she pulled my branch toward the bedroom; "Put the pie away ladies...thank you," she yelled over her shoulder. We think we got a muffled reply but at that point we really didn't care one way or the other.

"Get those silly things off," Britt growled as she pulled the t-shirt over her head. She turned back to me, her blue eyes now nearly black; I knew I was in for a wild time. I kicked Woodstock toward the dresser as Britt tackled me and we tumbled to the bed. Flat on my back, Britt straddled me and sat on my belly. Her long blonde hair was a wild mess and she swept it out of the way over her shoulder. Her eyes were now as black as I've ever seen them, a sign that her sexual fire has been stoked to the point of spontaneous combustion. "I hope you don't have anywhere you have to be first thing in the morning, cuz I'm gonna fuck you till you have to learn to walk all over again. I'm so fucking horny... now," and flipping her body around and planting herself on my face, "eat my fuckin' pussy!" My heart and cock fluttered at her command.

Before I could find my way, she had me deep in her throat. I moaned into her sweet snatch as she went at my cock like it was her last meal. It's hard to ignore any woman when she has your manhood in her mouth and your balls in both hands, but with my Britt, it was doubly so. It was almost a contest to see which of us was the dominate one and if I was any less of a man, I'd throw every match but it just wasn't in my nature. Turning to the task at hand, I took an ass cheek in each hand and spread her wide. Her pussy dripped on my neck and her outer lips framed her juicy center, welcoming me to feast. I dove in, taking her whole pussy in my mouth and sucked, drinking her juices. Her sucking stalled momentarily as I slid up and speared her cunt with my tongue, lapping at her inner walls. Her fingernails dug into my legs when I pulled her down and her ass cheeks further apart and buried my tongue in her ass.

"Ffffuuucckk..." she groaned before taking me back into her throat. She wiggled her butt on my tongue as I smiled inwardly at her reaction to my anal probing. It had been far too long since I'd made love to her sweet ass and I penciled that in on the agenda for tonight. Britt worked my cock like a woman on a mission.

Not to be outdone, I hunkered back down and nibbled at her clit before taking it between my lips and sucking as I strummed the tip with the end of my tongue. Letting out a satisfied groan, she paused before attacking my cock once more. Sucking on just the head, she ran her hands over my mucus coated member, spreading her slick slime over my balls. I felt a curious finger slip southward in search of my generally forbidden hole. Again, two can play this game and my index finger was quickly resting on her wrinkled pink pucker. The knocking on her backdoor gave her pause and I felt her teeth clinched lightly just below my leaking crown. 

'I dare you' was the message, but I was never a good listener. Britt's clinch turned to a moan as my finger slid into the first knuckle. Her ass clinched and her pussy fluttered as I took a deep draw on her clit. Abandoning her search, Britt had one testicle in each hand as she dropped her head down and tried to inhale my dick. Britt worked my cock as I worked my finger, matching cadence...in a little and linger, then slowly back out. When she took me deeper, I did the same until the palm of my hand was flat on her ass. I felt the tip of my cock in her throat and she did that swallowing/gulping thing again. I tried to match her by wiggling my embedded digit while flicking at her sensitive trigger. The combination move did the trick as I felt her entire body stiffen, freeing my cock from her oral depths. 

Britt groaned an unintelligible string of words as her pussy convulsed, feeding me more of her sweet nectar and her sphincter tightened, threatening to cut off the blood flow to my finger. The momentary distraction let me roll her off me and the tide had changed. I now straddled her, my slippery member resting on her belly with my back to her. My finger was still buried deep in her clinching ass and her pussy lips panted with exhaustion. I looked over my shoulder at her. Her eyes were closed tight and she chewed on her lower lip. I slid my finger out and then back in and strummed her reddened clit with my thumb. "Fucker!" she cried out as her body rumbled under my weight. "No more...please," running her hands up my back. I relented and eased my finger out, leaning down to give her pussy a quick kiss. 

I rolled right and flopped down beside her. Face to face, we shared soft kisses and petted each other with loving caresses. Her deep blue eyes were back and she stared deep into mine. It was hypnotic and I was sure she was sending me some telepathic message. I concentrated, positive that I would hear her sweet voice in my head telling me how much she loved me and how I was the greatest lover of all time. Absentmindedly, I strummed her erect nipples, still clearing my mind for her unspoken mandate of love. My fixation on her subliminal dispatch was such that I wasn't aware of her hands subtle reawakening of my love muscle. In retrospect, my lack of mindreading skills were probably tied directly to the amount of blood the blonde vixen had redirected. 

I was about to just give up and in mid "So what are you think...?" I found myself on my back, pinned to the bed, her long legs straddling my belly, my cock still in her control. She smiled down at me though her disheveled locks as she rocked to and fro, my stiffness nestled in the crack of her ass, her hand making sure I stayed put. 

"So," she asked as she continued slide her slick ass up and down my anxious cock; "are ya' ready to get fucked?" She literally growled the query while throwing her hair over her shoulders. Her eyes were darkened once more and her nipples were so stiff they must have ached. I nodded 'yes' with my hands on her hips, ready to help in any way I could. She smiled at my anxiousness as she raised herself up on her knees and held me at bay. Bending slightly, she looked down as she spread her juices with the tip of my cock. Her clit stood proud and at the ready, just like my cock. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 22



"That's so fuckin' hot," she moaned as she tormented the little man in the boat with the slick crown of my cock. "Are you watching?" she asked. Glancing up at me, then quickly back down; "Watch me fuck your big dick!"

And watch I did as she guided me with practiced precision. We both moaned out loud as the tip of my cock split her inner lips. "Are you watching?" she asked once more as we both concentrated on the vanishing act. "Ah fuck me, you're big," she moaned as her pussy walls rippled. I wanted to respond, but the sights and sounds were overwhelming. Her milky juices flowed ahead of her descent, my cock anointed for the blessing to come. "I think I came a little," she whispered, stopping to watch her love flow. 

I did it without thinking, animal instinct I suppose. Momentarily caught off guard, I grabbed her hips and thrust my hips up as I pulled hers down, planting the remaining four or so inches to the hilt. At the same time her clit came in contact with the base of my cock, Britt threw back her head and wailed as her pussy convulsed on my cock. I held her firmly in place, running my hands up her sides as her belly rippled and her incredible cunt continued to try and consume my cock. Being the devil I am, I stealthily approached her throbbing nipples and gave them each a firm pinch. This triggered another eruption below.

"God damn you," she growled as she grabbed my hands, trying to break my hold. Her black pupils looked like smoldering lumps of coal. Breaking my tenuous hold, she grabbed my wrists and leaned down, pinning my hands over my head. Her long blonde hair cascaded over my shoulders as we came face to face. This time the look n her eyes was almost frightening; I knew I was toast. 

"I love your cock," she whispered, grinding her crotch into mine. Giving me no time to reply, her lips locked onto mine. Our tongues parried and thrust in each other's mouths. Britt moaned and kissed me harder each time I willed my cock to stir inside her. Out of breath, she pushed back and arched her long back to stare at our connection. I craned my neck too, watching her wet lips sliding up and down my stiffness. Her tits and firm belly glistened with sweat as she slowly fucked me.

"Can you see okay?" she asked, looking back down at me. "Can you see my pussy fucking you?" I could only manage a nod in the affirmative, hypnotized by the sights and sounds of her tight pussy slurping away at my shaft, milky rivulets running down to my balls. Shifting her hands to bear on my shoulders, my blonde lover rocked her hips taking short rapid strokes. The head of my engorged cock peaked out between her puffy inner lips and then disappeared back into the tight, wet confines of Britt's hungry pussy. 

"God," she moaned as she slowed the cadence, cloaking a couple more inches of cum-slickened dick; "watching us make love makes me so fuckin' hot!" Concentrating, she chewed at her lower lip as she pushed herself down. I flexed just as she touched down; "Fuck meee..." she cried as she ground on me. Her pussy walls rippled once more and her abs tightened as another orgasm rolled through.

I reached up and pulled her to me. She relented, collapsing on my chest. Her pussy continued to hold me tight as I brushed her damp hair from her face. Her eyes were still unfocused as she rode out the pleasure waves. My hands came to rest on her lower back and I massaged her back and my favorite butt cheeks till her heartbeat normalized. 

We kissed and petted and my baby purred in my ear. I thought for a minute that I'd lost her to slumber-land and I could very easily have nodded off myself when her pussy gave me a little 'wake-up' hug. "You didn't think I was done with you yet, do you?" she whispered before running her tongue inside my ear. My still rigid member gave her a push back and she shivered. 

Britt pushed herself back upright, her hands flat on my chest; "Let's change the view, shall we?" Like an Olympic gymnast on a pommel horse, she did a 180, never losing our connection. I nearly lost it though, caught off-guard by the sudden twist of events if you will. I grabbed at her hips to make sure she didn't continue and attempt the perfect 360. She giggled as she felt my internal response; "You like that huh?" she smiled over her shoulder.

"You little shit," I replied, giving her a little slap on the butt.

"Oh yeah baby," lifting up slightly to give me a better target, "spank my ass baby!"

Always the one to oblige, I gave her a sharp slap on the right cheek with a resulting 'crack' that echoed through the room. "Yeah," she yelped, "spank your bad little girl," as she continued to slide up and down my cock. 

Bracing her hands on my knees, she thrust her butt at me, her pussy packed with prick and her asshole winking at me. I alternated from cheek to cheek, spanking my nasty little girl until both cheeks glowed red. Guilt tried to trickle in, but her pleasurable moans and her undulating pussy quickly flushed those thoughts away. Only because my hands started to sting, I stopped and began massage her quivering bum. I lovingly kneaded her warm cheeks as she continued a slow rise and fall on my slick shaft. Britt's asshole winked at me on each upstroke as I spread those delectable hemispheres apart. Calling my name, I couldn't ignore the invite and my thumbs slowly made their way.

"Oh yeah," she shivered as the pad of my thumb rested on her puckered pink. "Play with my ass baby," she moaned as she twisted her hips and danced on my cock. There was no retreating now and I kept pressure on her wrinkled bung-hole. Her gyrating intensified; "Stick it in...put your finger in my ass!"

I gathered some of the more than ample juices that continued to run down my dick and moved my thumb up to her back door. The gyrating ceased momentarily as I made my entrance and she inhaled sharply..."Fuck me baby," she groaned as her ass relented and I buried my thumb as deep as I could. Her body shook with both portals now occupied and I pushed he butt up and then let her fall back, starting a slow double-fuck. 

"Oh my God," she muttered as my thumb and cock worked together to take her over the top once more. My lover sputtered bits of words and expletives as she continued her ride; forgotten was her promise that I would be the one to be fucked till I couldn't walk. Knowing she couldn't last much longer, I spread her sweat-soaked cheeks even further apart and snuck my other thumb into her tight tunnel. "Holy fuck," she cried as I drove both thumbs as deep as my hands and her ass cheeks would allow. Now with a firm grip on the situation, I drove my cock deep and back up, relentlessly driving for the climax I knew waited just around the corner.

"Fuck me...Fuck me...Fuck me," she chanted until I felt her implode as she buried herself in my crotch and nearly tore my knee caps off. Her back was ram-rod straight as her lower body quivered through a body racking orgasm. All I could do was stay put and let her ride it out, concentrating on not letting my restless cock move and trying to ignore the numbness in my thumbs. 

Slowly, Britt returned to the present and sat up straight, still firmly pegged in place. She turned her head and smiled at me through sweat socked blonde strands. Her pussy gave me a hug; "I thought you'd cum for sure that time." My cock returned the favor and she bit her lip and let out a little whimper; "I need to lie down."

We both leaned left so she laid on her side and my cock and thumbs were summarily evicted. We both let out a satisfied groan as we shifted apart and let the cooler air circulate around us. Still too warm to cuddle, I reached out and ran my hand up and down her length as far as I could reach. Britt stretched and audibly purred with contentment. 

Now I would have been just as happy to roll over and go to sleep, being the unselfish one that I am (yeah, right). Eyes closed and fading fast, I felt the bed move as Britt slithered over and started with the little kisses on my face. "Unh unh, no sleeping for you yet," she whispered as her lips found mine and kissed me softly. Working her way down, she peppered me with kisses on my throat, down to my chest, her tongue teasing my nipples. Giggling, pleased with her effect on me, she worked her way further south, probing at my navel with her rolled up tongue. 

Now she laughed as I reached down and pushed at the top of her head. "Somebody's anxious," kissing her way down until she bumped into my awakened dick. "Hmmm...sweet pussy," managing a grin with her mouth full. "No more talk," I said as I grabbed a handful of blonde hair and redirected her attention. 

"Yesshh shirr," she gurgled as she took me into her mouth. I laid back and let her do her thing, listening to her try to make all the obscene noises she could. I was soon as hard and maybe as wet as I'd ever been, my cock literally dripping.

"Perfect," she proclaimed as she flipped up on her hands and knees and thrust her beautiful ass my way. Face down on the bed, Britt reached back with both hands and spread herself wide. I stared at the porn-like scene; my cock was like a divining rod, pulling me toward her. Grabbing her hips, I ran my length over her distended pussy lips, skipping over her inviting puckered asshole. Over and over, I slid along her furrow, my balls slapping at her clit until she growled, "C'mon, Fuck me already!"

"You got it baby," I replied, grabbing my cock and splitting those plump lips. Halfway home I stopped to let her get used to it, only to nearly get knocked on my ass as she plunged backwards. 

"I said Fuck Me!" as she got up on all four and indeed fucked herself as I just tried to stay upright. Holding onto her hips once more, we got a rhythm, long strokes, so long and slow I could feel the coolness on my cock before slipping into the warmth again.

I groaned out loud as I looked down at our coupling. Her pussy lips hugged me tightly, spreading her juices along my length. "You like that baby?" she asked, her black eyes staring at me over her shoulder. "You like to watch your big cock fuck my tight little pussy baby?" thrusting with each word. I only grunted as I got a firmer grip and plunged deeper yet. "Fuck Yeah," she howled as I bottomed out and gave her a couple more for good measure. 

Britt's asshole winked at me each time I withdrew, teasing me. Now I never thought that it was all that sexy to spit on your lover, but at that moment, well it just seemed like the thing to do. With accuracy that would make a middle-schooler proud, I made a direct hit. My love jumped and then looked back over her shoulder once more as my thumb once again made its entry into her backdoor. "Hmmm..." she cooed as she wiggled her ass; "Good idea, but I want to watch too." 

Leaving the next move to her, I let go of my hold and she slithered forward, my cock making an audible 'pop' as it begrudgingly left the warm confines. Britt continued to crawl until she got to the headboard and plumped a bunch of pillows until she was satisfied with her nesting. Turning around, she leaned back into the mountain of bedding. Locking eyes, I watched as she ran her hands down over her perfect tits, over her firm belly and when she reached the promise land, they each took a different path until they reached her knees, mid-way down those long, shapely legs. One hand under each knee, my ex-cheerleader demonstrated her flexibility. In a pose that would make a stripper jealous, Britt's pointed toes now touched the headboard, wide-spread, well near edges of the king-size bed. 

I followed her eyes until we both focused on her sex. It was a cunt now, obscenely spread and anxious to be fucked. Her asshole too gaped; 'Choose me', if assholes could talk that is. "So fuckin' nasty!" she shivered as she looked up at my cock, now quivering, pre-cum seeping. "Fuck me already," she implored.

I was already on the move, knee walking with my stiffness in the lead. I leaned forward and grabbed the top of the headboard. With one hand I held the mahogany backer and with the other, I prepared for the final assault. We both watched intently as I let the head, now dark purple and angry, slip between her spread lips. "Slowly," she moaned, spellbound by the disappearing act we performed. With the same speed, I slowly withdrew my cock, now enrobed in her milky nectar. Her pussy walls rippled as I descended again, a little faster this time. "I love your fucking cock," she mouthed as her dark eyes stayed locked on the action.

After a couple minutes of the modified push-ups, my bowed back began to complain and I tried to reposition myself. Britt sensed my discomfort; "Let's try something else baby." Releasing her legs, she straightened out; "Scoot back babe," my cock once more evicted. Evicted, but not forgotten, Britt sat up and grabbed my slippery dick and stroked it slowly. "Feels to me like someone's about ready to cum, huh?"

I nodded dumbly, closing my eyes and enjoying the personal massage. "Well then," she continued, "I think it's time that you fuck this sweet ass that you can't seem to keep your fingers out of." I opened my eyes to see hers, dark and desiring. Without another word, she was one her back once more, hands at the ready behind her knees, but this time she rocked straight back, folded in two, her knees beside her head. I had no choice but to take in the sights. Another pornographic pose; Britt smiled at my hypnotic trance. "Spit on it...spit on my ass and lick it. Lick my ass and then fuck me till you cum in my ass. I want to feel you fill my ass with your hot cum. I want to watch you fuck my ass until you can't take it anymore!"

I'm not a big on talking dirty. I guess it goes back to my upbringing and being taught that a woman should be treated like a lady; with respect and on some levels, reverence. But I can tell you that it didn't hurt my sensibilities one iota to hear my partner express her sexual desires in any form or fashion. I leaned down and put my hands on the back of her taut thighs. Looking into her lustful eyes, I pursed my lips and a big bead of saliva hung precariously over her waiting anus. She shook as the glob landed dead center, followed closely by my tongue. I stabbed and licked at her asshole as she whimpered. My tongue burrowed at her wrinkled pink and my chin spread her pussy lips flat. Lucky I drug a razor across my stubble earlier.

Deeming her ass more than wet and ready, I straightened up and once more we watched as my more-than-ready member eased slowly inside. Her sphincter did all it could to keep me out, but I persisted until the head of my cock popped inside. Britt inhaled deep as she watched my cock slip inside. "I love you, I love you, I love you," she chanted as my cock was slowly consumed. "Oh my God," she moaned as my hips met her butt cheeks. We kissed as we did a slow grind, getting used to each other.

"I love you and I love your cock," she whispered, nibbling on the end of my nose as she continued to rotate her pelvis; "You feel huge but now I've had enough foreplay, so get with the program and fuck me. Fuck that ass and give me your cum baby!"

Taken aback for a second, I pushed back up and grabbed her calves and pushed her deeper into the mattress. "You got it babe. You want that sweet ass of yours fucked? Well you've come to the right place."

Britt giggled at my attempt at dirty talk, but the levity ended I pulled back and then buried all I had deep inside her tight ass. "Ummpff," she grunted as I bottomed out. Her eyes were big and black and she chewed on her lower lip as she watched my cock withdraw and then hammer home again. "Unh, unh, unh," were the only sounds she could muster as I relentlessly plowed into the abyss. The sight was mesmerizing as we both watched my cock piston in and out. Her pussy seemed to gulp for air with each cycle. 

'Who's gonna have to learn to walk all over again tomorrow?' I asked myself as we felt the end draw near. Britt's eyes grew bigger as my cock also seemed to grow exponentially. Her ass seemed to tighten in a final ditch effort to expel the intruder.

"Sweet Jesus," she groaned. "It's so fucking big baby! I feel it...cum for me ...fill my ass...Fuck Me...Fuck meee!!!" 

This was it; my ass puckering as my balls tightened and I buried myself as deeply as possible. "Ahhh shiiii..." as my cock pumped like a Howitzer, round after round, unrelenting until we ran out of ammo. I collapsed, breathing hard, smacking my head on the African imported hardwood. Arms and legs surrounded me as Britt pulled me in tight. I slumped down, just a puddle of spent flesh coming to rest on a cool spot on the mattress. 

Minutes later, hell it could have been hours later, I was rousted by a cool dampness, gently caressing my spent dick. Soft kisses on my thighs relaxed me as I reached down for her. "Hi baby," my lover said softly as she tossed the wash cloth aside and crawled up beside me, her breasts tickling me as she approached. We kissed as she nestled into the crotch of my arm. I wrapped her up and held her tight. 

"Thank you," I whispered as I brushed the hair off her face so I could see her dazzling blue eyes.

"Anytime," she smiled, running a finger over my lips. "Often, in fact," she giggled, "But the thank you isn't necessary. In case you didn't notice, I kinda liked it too...like half a dozen times liked it." She leaned up and kissed me again. I kissed her back and ran my hand down her back. She winced a little when I reached her bottom and I pulled back with a start and gave her a questioning look. "By the way," she smiled bigger yet, "I may be in late for work tomorrow; I seem to have a little hitch in my get-along."

I couldn't help but snort and laugh at her; "I thought I was the one who was going to have to learn to walk all over again tomorrow. What happened to that plan?"

Smiling, she snuggled up tighter and whispered in my ear, "It went just like I planned it," and then started snoring softly. 

"I love you," I whispered, kissing her softly as I pulled a sheet over us.

"Love you too," came a sleepy muffled reply, and she was out for the count.

** Tuesday, mid-morning **

Third cup of coffee in hand, I was parked in a parking lot down by the beach, looking out at the surf when the obnoxious blue-tooth interrupted my quiet reflection. Slapping at my ear, "This is George." A kissing sound squelched in my ear and I immediately knew who was on the other end. 

"Morning lover," Britt cooed through the air waves. "That was for the kiss I assume you gave me before you snuck out of the house this morning."

"Well I didn't really have to sneak out," I chuckled. "You were dead to the world when I got up, so I just took my shower and grabbed a little breakfast and came to work. I didn't hear a peep out of our two roommates either."

"Yeah," I heard her stretch, envisioning her long lean body still prone in our well-used bed; "Well I didn't hear them leave either, so I was really deep in dream-land then." I heard her groan and stretch once more; "I wish you were here; I could really use a good back rub. I'm as stiff as your dick was last night, taking advantage of my poor little ass."

"Yeah, well I'll have to admit to a little soreness too," I replied.

"Well I would hope so," Britt laughed,"We gave your willy a real workout last night." Pausing she continued, "And remind me to give Willy a special thank-you kiss later; he really knows how to treat a lady;" laughing at her own joke.

"Yeah, I'll do that, but that may be all he can handle for a couple days, you know, a little kissin' and huggin'."

"I know the feeling," she continued to giggle. "Well anyway, I just wanted to call you and thank you again for an incredible night and I'll see you when you get home, okay?"

"Alright babe, I'm glad you called and I loved last night too; So any thoughts on dinner?




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 23



Chapter 23 – 

** 5:00 p.m. – on our way for our fitting? **

I was at the wheel with my girl Britt by my side. Kate and Gina were in the backseat of my crew cab pick-up, jabbering away while Britt listened intently, running her hand up and down the hard-on in my jeans.

"...and it was so fuckin' hot when he came all over our faces," Kate sputtered on at 90 miles-per-hour. "It was just like the movies, but I didn't get to see him cum 'cuz my eyes were closed. I hear that shit burns if you get it in your eyes." She slowed to take a breath, "How can something that tastes so good burn you?"

"Slow down girl," Gina said. "Orange or lemon juice tastes good, but it'll burn you; it's acidic. Maybe if we worked on lover boy's diet, you could take it in the face with your eyes open," she kidded. "It was different," she continued," but I still prefer to receive mine by direct deposit, if you know what I mean?" Gina leaned forward and ran her hands through my hair as Britt squeezed a little harder.

"So you didn't get much done after your facial?"Britt inquired. 

"No, even though we both got off with George, we were still so horny that we just said 'fuck it' and enjoyed each other for the next few hours," Gina replied.

"Yeah, it was fun," Kate giggled as she let her hand wander up Gina's long, bare thigh. She had on a pair of short shorts, but any pair of shorts are just that on those long legs. "We played a game where one of us was the customer and the other was the sales girl and the sales girl had to help the customer try on different suits. It gets really hot in those little dressing rooms and it's hard to '69', the rooms are so tiny!"

Britt felt my cock pulse at the thought of the pair curled up in that little closet, slipping their tongues into each other's slick snatches. "What was this thing you mentioned about trying to find a dildo in the store?" she asked.

"Oh that was funny," Gina chimed in. "I had this one," her hand now on Kate's thigh, with one finger slipped up under the leg opening of her shorts, "eating out one of the mannequins in the front window, you know, her face buried in this imitation pussy, and I was behind her fingering her like crazy. She was squirming all over the place and I was laughing so hard watching her lapping away at this plastic cunt." I glanced over my shoulder and Kate was actually beginning to blush a little.

"So what about the dildo?" Britt wasn't about to let this story end here and she grabbed my right hand and pulled it between her legs; the heat was intense. 

"Well, when I had two fingers in, she moaned something like, 'I wish George hadn't left' or something like that. I mean, at first, I was kinda offended, you know, like I didn't know what I was doing."

"Baby," Kate tried to interject, "I didn't mean it like that, I meant I'd rather be licking your pussy than pretending that 'plastic girl' was the real thing."

"Yeah, whatever," Gina humphed. "So I left her high and dry, her ass in the air and went looking for a substitute for studly here. I found some wall hangers I think they call them. They're these chrome plated rods that stick out from the wall and they have a ball on the end to keep the hangers from slipping off and they also have a kink in them, you know, so they point up at the end."

"Oooo...kind of sounds like a g-spot toy," Britt cooed as her grip got tighter and my hand got hotter.

"Exactly! So Kate was still ass up in the front window, but she'd abandoned her faux girlfriend and had torn a little corner off one of the pieces of paper covering the window and was looking outside."

"Yeah, I got bored, so I thought I'd see what the rest of the world was up to."

"Anyway, I snuck up on her and lubed up my toy with a little spit and then I just slipped it right inside her!" Gina started laughing and Kate got redder still. "You should have seen her jump. She screamed and bumped her head on the window and tore the paper some more. Lucky for her, there was no one right outside or they'd have seen her face mashed against the window. Anyway, once she figured out what was going on, she got into it. Her ass was rolling around and I was working that thing, looking for her g-spot. It took a minute, but when I found it, she completely lost it."

Kate's color had returned to normal as she conceded to the story," Yeah, it felt pretty good, not as good as you George," she quickly added. "I'm spoiled now."

"Yeah, once you've had our George, you'll never go back," Britt giggled as she ground against my hand.

"That's the truth babe," Gina agreed as she ran her hands through my hair once more. "Hey we ought to have t-shirts printed with that on it,' she laughed.

"So how 'bout you baby," Britt asked as she kept up her teasing through my jeans; "how was it for you?"

"What do you mean, how was it? I got blown by two gorgeous women and had pizza. What could be better?" That got me a round of laughter from the backseat and a tighter tug from the front.

"Smart ass," my girl replied. "What I meant was, did you live out any porn fantasies like Katie obviously did, by cumming on their faces?"

"I don't know," squirming uncomfortably, and not from the question. "It was different to watch their faces, but it didn't really look like they enjoyed it. Maybe because they had their eyes closed." My mind flashed to the first time Britt gave me a blow job and we locked eyes as I came in her throat. My cock jumped at the recollection and Britt gave a little squeeze and cast a knowing glance.

"I don't want to do it all the time," Kate defended herself. "I wanted to do it once, like in a porno, and it was fun to lick it off Gina." Kate took the opportunity to lean over and give her bedmate a big kiss.

Timing be everything (thank god), we made it to Becky's store before we had to talk anymore about this afternoon. I love the sex and all and I love the girls, but I don't need to carry on and critique each encounter. If the girls want to talk amongst themselves about it, and I'm sure they do, then that's fine, but I'd just as soon leave it in my head to reload and replay later. I pulled up in front of the store and threw it into park; "Okay ladies, we're here. Let's go try on clothes," I said mockingly. The girls giggled and squealed with enthusiasm as they bounded out of the truck.

They were already inside hugging and kissing and laughing before I made it through the front door. They stayed huddled, whispering and tittering as I stood there for what seems like forever. Becky, the red-headed beauty and store employee, was dressed in a short, sexy, fringed suede skirt with a crocheted sleeveless top that was just short enough to give the occasional flash of tummy. On her feet were the required boots, black. She glanced at me and winked and then whispered in Britt's ear. 

They broke huddle and Becky slowly took the half-dozen steps it took to reach me. I stood dumbly frozen as I took her in; she was a vision I knew I wanted to capture in the studio again some time. "Hi George," she said with a hungry look in her eyes. It was just a whisper, but we were nearly nose to nose. With a quick glance over her shoulder, she turned back to me; "I've missed you," and then tilted her head for a kiss. I figured on a quick, 'Good to see you' kiss, but as always lately, I was wrong. The fiery redhead had her tongue in my mouth and one long leg between mine, a slow grind against a cock that had been constantly teased for most of the evening. As we were potentially in public, my hands stayed resting at the small of her back instead of further south.

"Well, I've missed you too," I was finally allowed to say after the more than just friendly kiss. I looked over her shoulder at Britt who wore a big smile. Behind her, the other two were ignoring us completely, digging through a rack of clothes. Holding my hand, Becky walked us over to Britt, who got another kiss from the redhead. 

"I'm glad you guys could make it, "Becky exclaimed to us all. "We're really excited about the shoot," she continued; "Go ahead and look around and I'll go get Virginia, the owner," and she turned, frills fluttering and headed toward the back of the store. 

Britt grabbed my hand and leaned in for another kiss, "Nice to see Becky again, huh?" She wore a smirky, knowing smile now. Again my mind did an instant replay of Britt, Becky and I in the lingerie dressing room. Once again, Britt read me like a book as I felt her hand between us, massaging the love muscle once more. I had to swat her away as I looked over her shoulder and saw Becky coming back with another woman close behind.

I had just a few seconds to make my appraisal before they joined us. The woman was about 5' 5" with another 6" of hair piled on top of her head. She was blonde, obviously from a bottle, and her tanned face was smiling and confident. She was pretty now and must have been an absolute stunner when she was younger. I'm not brave enough to guess a woman's age, but if I had to, I'd have say she was in her early 40's? She too wore a simple printed skirt that whisked back and forth as she walked. She wore the regulation western boots, only hers were bright blue. On top she wore a long sleeve blouse with pearl snaps that strained to contain breasts that rivaled, if not surpassed Gina's ample set.

"Virginia, this is Britt, Kate and Gina," Becky said, introducing the girls.

"Very nice to meet you," she said as she shook hands all around.

"And of course, this is George. George, Virginia."

I made the one step forward, my hand out; "Virginia, very nice to meet you."

Virginia took my hand and pulled me in closer, tilting her head. I automatically leaned down and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, a little surprised. Still holding my hand, she said, "Ginny, please. Becky has talked a lot about you...all of you, and I feel like we've already met."

I looked at Becky, whose cheeks glowed red. Gina and Kate giggled while Britt, standing beside me, covertly gave my butt a squeeze.

"So," Ginny continued, still holding my hand, "I hear you're quite the photographer."

"Well," I stuttered, trying to figure out whether I should try and retrieve my hand or not.

"You certainly don't lack for beautiful subject matter," she continued, releasing her grip and turning to the girls. They smiled back and blushed a little themselves. "I also saw some of the pictures you took of Becky," she said, looking back at me.

'Oh shit'; I did a quick mental rewind of the shots of Becky and Britt we'd done; 'Short Daisy Dukes, bare midriffs, hats and boots...sexy but not overly so.' There, I convinced myself, "Yes, those turned out very nice. Becky is a natural."

"Yes she is," Ginny said as she stepped next to Becky and put her arm around her waist; "Been that way since she was a little girl. Put her in front of a camera and she comes to life. Damn near bankrupted her Daddy, he spent so much money on film and pictures; you couldn't take a bad picture of her if you tried."

Becky had achieved the fourth level of redness, "Virginia, c'mon now."

"So you've known Becky a long time then, "Kate so astutely deduced.

"Well yes, didn't she tell you, this little girl is my niece," hugging her tighter. "Her momma and I are sisters...I'm the younger one," she said proudly.

There was a brief moment of awkward silence but for the gears turning in our heads. Thankfully before I started asking myself a bunch of questions I couldn't answer, Ginny continued, "So let's look at some clothes and we'll talk about what I have in mind for the pictures. I think Becky and I have it pretty well ironed out."

Happy to avoid any more family/relations talk, I dutifully followed the ladies further into the store. While handing out various pants, shirts, blouses, and the like for the girls to try on, Ginny described her ideas. "What I want right now is some shots for a clearance sale I have coming up next month and while we're at it, I thought we could take some generic shots for an on-line catalog that we are working on."

"That works for me," I said. "Kate and Gina have just taken over a swimwear store that is now just on-line sales and they have been doing pretty well with it. Kate does most of the photo work on that and Britt does some of the website programming type stuff for them. I pretty much stay off the computer except for actual photo work. All three of them make me look pretty foolish when it comes to actual programming and that kind of thing."

Ginny handed Kate another pair of pants to try on; "I've looked at both websites with Becky and they look pretty nice. Thank god for Becky; I'm a dinosaur when it comes to computers and she understands what people want to see and how to, what do they call it, navigate around the site?" She checked the fit on a pair of tight Wranglers that Gina had on. Gina turned so that Ginny could check the length and the fit in the back. "You are a long-legged one, aren't you?" as she tugged up on the waist a bit. "Nice butt too," giving her a little slap on the back pocket. "Here, try these on," handing her another pair. Gina skipped off and stopped and whispered in Britt's ear as they passed in the aisle way. They both smiled as they glanced at Ginny who had her back to them.

Ginny handed Britt a skirt and a couple blouses and sent her on her way back to the fitting area. Becky must be back there, I thought, probably doing the initial check on the fits. God only knows what else they're talking about. "So," turning back to me; "let's get you decked out, shall we?" I followed her to another aisle in the men's section. "So what is your waist size there stud?"

We were alone in the men's section and from the sounds in the distance; the girls were having a grand time playing dress-up. "Well, uh...it depends...uh...well these are a 34 I think."

She turned to look at me and then turned back to the shelves; "looks about right; How about your in-seam?"

Wow, she had me there. It always seems to vary and then when I wash then, well hell only knows. She tired of waiting and in a flash she was coming at me with a cloth tape measure. "Stand still and spread your legs a little," she ordered as she nimbly dropped to her knees in front of me. Holding one end at the floor, she ran the other end of the tape up my leg toward my crotch. I didn't give it much thought as this is what she does for a living and she is a professional and all and to be perfectly honest, I was always a little nervous when a male tailor was making the same moves.

"Here we go," she said as the back of her hand ran up the inside of my leg, searching for the apex of my anatomy. "Hmm," she hummed as she took her sweet time. Evidently not satisfied with the accuracy of the first measurement, she switched legs and when she reached the top this time, she was actually cupping my half-erection while the edge of her hand crowded the boys upward. "Nice," she said approvingly. I wasn't sure if it was nice that the two measurements were the same, you know the old saying, 'Measure twice, cut once', or was she making a comment on something else. She seemed to linger there a bit longer than necessary, but long enough for me to look down at an impressive freckled cleavage. A couple of those pearl snaps had lost the game of tug-of-war and just a wisp of a white lace bra peeked out. 

Ginny held up her hand and I took hold and helped her back to her feet. "Thank you," she said and while we were face to face, she said, "I sense my niece is quite smitten by you and I can tell why," giving me a quick wink, "she also can't stop talking about your Brittany either. I'm pretty open-minded for a broad my age and Becky is pretty sharp, but my sister asked me to keep an eye on her. You know mothers, always protective of their little girls. Anyway, what I'm saying is I sense you're a good guy; a damn lucky guy, but a good guy, and that you won't do anything to hurt my Becky."

To say I was caught off-guard would be an understatement. I didn't see this coming, but then, if I'd known that Becky worked with her aunt, I would maybe have approached this a little differently. Since the girls had moved in, I often wondered what would happen if a mom, or heaven help us, a dad of one of the girls should show up un-announced one day. 

"Ginny," I said, gathering my thoughts, "I am the first to admit I am the luckiest SOB around and the circumstances that I find myself in are not a result of any planning on my part. First off, I consider them all good friends, but I'll admit that Britt and I have a special relationship. Britt, for her part seems to have an effect on everyone she meets. She is just one of those rare individuals that people are attracted to and want to be around. The girls are all in college at State and if they stay at my place for the next three years until they graduate, I'm good with that. If they find a significant other and want to live with them, they'll always have me as a friend."

I paused to breath and continue on with my confessional when Ginny held up her hand. "I'm sorry; I wasn't accusing or implying anything. I don't think you're trying to be the next Hugh Hefner or anything, although I'll admit, I wouldn't have turned down the chance to be one of Hef's girlfriends. I just had to say it, because I told my sister I'd look after her. I actually envy her and the opportunities that lie ahead of her. So anyway, now that I've met you and the girls, if I'm asked, I can honestly say that she has some good friends who will look after her too."

I let out a sigh of relief," Thanks Ginny, I appreciate that and I'm glad we met also. I actually see a lot of Ginny in you and genetics have been good to you both...well...I mean, you know...character and, and, well not...well looks are...well crap!"

It was all that Ginny could do to not fall over laughing, her breasts bouncing, testing the few remaining snaps. "I know what you mean, George sweetie. All of us women on this side of the family are smart and charming and all-around great people, and not to toot my own horn, but we're a good looking bunch too. In fact in my day, with these," putting a hand under each massive breast and giving them a jiggle, "I could have just about any man I wanted and probably still could but they're all such a pain in the ass."

We could hear the girls coming our way and Ginny leaned closer and said, "When we're alone sometime, remind me and I'll show you some photos of me when I was Ginny's age. And, "she said with a wink before turning to the girls, "if you ever want to test-drive an older model, I wouldn't chase you away."

I must have had some tell-tale look on my face as Britt gave me a quizzical stare. I shook it off and joined in on the conversation. "Well, I think we have a pretty good selection of clothes for us girls, "Becky proclaimed. "How 'bout you George, you good to go?"

Ginny stepped in to answer for me, "Well I think I've got him straightened out and we picked out a few things. I've got all the particulars I need so we can put some other clothes together for him." She turned back to me and gave me a wink and then back to the girls; "You are the prettiest bunch of girls. I think the ad will catch a lot of attention and I'm looking forward to getting the website and catalog up and running. George tells me you girls have this web thing figured out, so if it's alright with him, Becky and I may want to pick your brains from time to time."

"Hey, no need to get me involved in all that," I exclaimed, hands in the air in submission; "Gina and Kate have their own business going now and are generous enough to pose for me when needed. Britt is my partner in the photography business and she pretty much runs the show and of course models too. Me I just get the jobs and shoot 'em."

"Yeah, right," the trio chimed in; "Lover boy here," and then Kate quickly covered her mouth and backpedaled; "Sorry...George here is being just a bit modest. Just a few months ago, we were three girls from the east coast, going to school, living in a little two bedroom house that had a landlord from hell. Our girl Britt here spots George one day and without him even knowing it, he casts a spell on her that she brings home and infects us with."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 23



I was getting a little warm and anxious; I wasn't sure at all where this was headed. Continuing, "He was generous enough to give us a place to live, at a very reasonable rate I might add," winking at me. "Gina and I would never be where we are now with a thriving business if it wasn't for George. And then Britt, well we think," wrapping an arm around Gina's waist, "we think that our best friend found her destiny and her future is already written and it's a good one."

Okay, now I was beet red and Britt was the same, now trying to burrow her head under my arm to hide. "Alright, I'm not sure where that all came from or why. This was just supposed to be a fitting for an upcoming shoot. I'm sorry Ginny, this all got a little personal."

"Oh pish posh," Ginny waved me off. "This is just the reason I would hire you. You're all like a family and you care for one another and as Becky immediately recognized when you came here the first time, you're just good, genuine people. I'm so damn tired of everyone puttin'on airs, puffin' themselves up to be someone their not. Being myself has served me well all these years and I don't care to be around people or do business with people that feel they need to pull the wool over my eyes. Hell, that's why I kicked my husband to the curb years ago. He lied to me every chance he had, so when I caught on, it was adios, asshole!" There was what they call a 'pregnant pause', "Okay, I'm done preachin', now you kids get out of here and enjoy the rest of the evening. Becky tells me you're going out for dinner after this, so she can work out all the logistics for shooting out at the ranch."

"Okay...well I...uh...uh, do you want to join us? We're going to a barbecue place around here somewhere that we hear is pretty good."

"Oh, you must mean Bart's. No, I appreciate it but I need to watch my girlish figure," emphasizing it by hoisting those big hooters up again," and it's still a few hours till closing," she said. "Anyway, that horny old goat Bart hits on me every time I go there. It would be fun though to see his face when he sees you walking in with this bevy of beauties on your arm. Do me a favor and really play it up. He thinks he's somethin' special, but you can show him what it's like to be real rooster!" 

The girls laughed out loud along with her; "Thanks Ginny, we'll put on a show for him," Britt said as she walked over and gave her a big hug; "and thanks for everything. The clothes are beautiful and I can't wait to see your ranch. Becky say's you have horses and it's been forever since I've ridden."

"Well hell yeah, anytime. They don't get the exercise they need as it is and they'll be good in the pictures if you can work them in."

"Oh, I'll make sure we get them in there," Britt bubbled; "thanks again for everything; we'll be talking to you later."

The girls and I said our goodbyes and headed for the door. "Thanks Virginia," Becky said as she hugged her aunt, "I told you they were special people and that you'd like them. They'll do a great job for you."

"Sweetie, I never had a doubt. If you liked them and thought so much of them, it was pretty much a guarantee that I would too...and that George, whoo-weee, he's something," giving her niece a kiss on the cheek. "Now get on out of here and let me get back to work, I still have to finish up today's receipts."

"Okay, okay," Becky laughed as she scooted out the front door. We were all waiting at my truck as Becky flew out the door, "Let's get going, I'm starved."

"Do you want to ride with us and we'll bring you back to your car," I asked.

"Works for me," she replied.

I opened the front passenger door and Gina opened the back door; "Here Becky, come sit back here with Katie and I."

Kate squealed with delight and Britt pouted. I just shook my head and helped Britt in the front and went around getting behind the wheel. It took all of ten minutes to get to Bart's Barbecue Palace and Britt spent the full ten minutes twisted around over the back of the seat and the girls carried on like they hadn't seen each other in months. 

"Okay ladies, we're here," as I threw it into park and opened my door. The girls had already begun to put on the show that Ginny wanted for Bart's benefit, just in case he was watching out the front window. I went around to Britt's door and helped her out, taking her hand until her 5 inch heels hit the ground. I hadn't noticed before, which worried me a bit, but Britt had on a pair of jeans that were so tight that if you could get a dime in her back pocket, you'd surely be able to read the date through the material. She noticed my queried look; "Ginny told me to go ahead and wear these home, pretty nice, huh?" With those pants and heels and the button down shirt that was tied just below her breasts, she looked incredible. She gave me a quick 'thank-you' kiss and stepped up onto the sidewalk and waited for the rest of the girls. 

Next I stepped over and opened the rear door. First came the long-legged Gina, short shorts, heels and a tight top with spaghetti straps. She took my hand and I helped her out, receiving another kiss for my efforts. I turned my attention back to the rear seat and did a little double-take. I know for sure that Becky had on a skirt and top when we left the store, but now she had a pair of wickedly short Daisy Dukes and another tummy-exposing blouse. Still in the black boots, she took my hand and I helped her dismount. "Recognize the shorts?" she asked as she collected her kiss. Still trying to figure out how she changed clothes in the back without me knowing about it, I just nodded and turned back to collect my last passenger. Kate still had on her itty-bitty shorts and a pair of heels that tired to make up for her diminutive stature. Her top also showed off her toned midsection. I took her hand, but instead of letting me help her find her footing, her legs and arms wrapped around me and she delivered an impressive kiss. 

"Get a room," the others called out as I closed the truck door with my butt and carried the little one over to the sidewalk. The girls all giggled and hugged once I delivered the last of the quartet and I led them to the front door. Inside we stood in the lobby I guess you call it, waiting to be seated. The girls enshrouded me like a caterpillar in a cocoon. A young woman, mid twenties I'd guess, grabbed a handful of menus and asked us to follow her, but not before giving me 'the eye', raised eyebrow and all. We passed by the pick-up window and an older guy, Bart I assume, stared out at us, his mouth slightly agape as we followed his employee to our table.

We were seated in a back corner; purposely I believe to keep my girls from being the center of attention in the half-full dining room. Addie, that was the name on the pin that balanced precariously above a nice set of tits under a t-shirt, handed us each a menu. She was pretty quick and short with the girls but finished with me lingering at my side as she asked if we wanted anything to drink before ordering. One couldn't help but notice the shapely pair of nylon-clad legs that protruded out from under Addie's sleeve as she had handed out the menus and as we all ended up ordering iced tea, Britt, being Britt had to ask; "Addie, I couldn't help but notice your tattoo. Would it be weird if I asked to see the rest of it?"

Addie broke into a smile, proof that Britt just had a way with people. "Sure," she answered as she promptly rolled up her sleeve to her shoulder. She smiled as she proudly showed off the impressive artwork she wore. It was a Vargas style pin-up girl, clad in panties, a corset and of course the black nylons with the seam running up the back of her legs. Beautifully colored and shaded, it was done incredibly well. The girls all oo'd and ahh'd the ink-work and then last, it was my turn. Addie seemed to want me to get a closer look as I felt her hip press against me. The craftsmanship was admirable and as I inspected the pin-up from toe to head, I paused , looked up at Addie, who was looking at me, and then back at...well back at Addie.

"This is you;" I sort of half exclaimed and inquired; "the tattoo is of you."

"Yes it is, "she gushed proudly, moving closer yet to give me an even better view. "Do you like it?" she asked, a little too enthusiastically for the other girls taste. I could feel their eyes on me as they awaited my appraisal.

"Uh, yeah, it's quite...impressive," was what I came up with, hoping it was a safe response.

"I gave it to myself for my birthday last year; hurt like a mother, but I'm glad I did it. Anyway I better get back to work before Bart has kittens. I'll get you your drinks while you look over the menu," and she rolled her sleeve back down and turned tail.

"Do you like it?" Britt mocked as she scooted her chair closer to mine. The other girls joined in giggling and scooting closer until we were only using about half of the round table. It must have looked a little odd, all scrunched up together, but I did feel a bit like a sultan with his harem surrounding him. The girls were all whispering back and forth as Addie came back with our drinks. I caught her frown as she saw the re-arranged furniture. 

"Well, have you had enough time with the menu," she asked as she sat down our drinks. I just sat back, my arms around the girl's shoulders to either side of me and let them order. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Bart leaning half out the pick-up window, checking us out. I nodded to him and then placed my order. Addie headed to the kitchen with our order with an accentuated hitch in her step, rocking her hips, her ass bouncing in the tight jeans. 

"So," Britt asked again, "what did you think of the tattoo?" The others zeroed in on me, waiting for an answer. You'd have thought I was deciding whether or not to invade a neighboring country or something, they were so attentive; I however was a bit apprehensive. Was I missing something? Was I being tested?

"Well, I thought it was very well done and a good likeness of her, well at least her face; I can't attest to the rest of her," giving a wry smile. Carrying on, "I've always been a fan of pin-up art and I'd love to do some shoots with that style. If it hadn't been for the whole bikini theme on the car calendar, I think pin-up girls would have been a perfect addition to the older cars."

"Oh, I'd love to dress up like a pin-up. I think that was a sexy era, you know, real provocative, "Becky said excitedly.

"Yeah, that would be cool," Gina agreed, "but what about the tattoo?"

"What do you mean? I already said it was a nice tattoo. There's not much more I can say." 'Or dare say', I said to myself. 'Where is this going?'

"Well then," asked Britt, "where do you stand on tattoos in general?" 

None of us at the table had tattoos; I was 100% confident in that, so I figured it was a safe path to travel. "Well, I think they look fine on old sailors and I'm okay with them on guys, cuz I really don't care what they look like. On women though, I honestly have my reservations."

The table grew silent and I knew I was expected to explain my last statement. "Okay, first off, I am a big supporter of the 'Beauty is in the eye of the beholder' concept. Being a builder, I have an appreciation for what I consider a good looking building or good architecture. If someone comes along and tags the building, you know with graffiti, it kind of pisses me off. I know it's not exactly the same, but when I see a good looking girl with a tattoo, I don't necessarily think it adds to her beauty; and if it's a bad tattoo, well that's just a shame." 

"So it's okay for an ugly girl to get a tattoo?" Kate chimed in.

"Oh no! You're not dragging me down that hole!" I said. "Again, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, therefore there are no ugly people. Someone will find everyone attractive; it's just a matter of taste." I grabbed my iced tea, hoping that would bring this little philosophical interlude to a close.

"So you'd be upset if one of us got a tattoo?" Katie asked apprehensively.

'Crap, how do I end up in all these corners lately?' "No, no, I can't say I'd be upset. I might be disappointed, particularly if it turned out really bad. Look, I understand that people get tattoos for all sorts of different reasons; you know commemorating an event or a loved one, but a tattoo is pretty permanent, so you better be sure it's what you want...forever." I took another sip and then it hit me; "Hey, where is this going?"

"Oh, probably nowhere, "Gina stepped in. "We were discussing tattoos the other day because we see so many girls come into the shop with them, and you're right, a lot of them should never have been done. On the other hand, some of them are really cute and when we'd ask about them, it was amazing how many of them were symbolic of something that had happened in their life."

I was undecided as to whether I wanted to pursue this any longer when I was saved by our tatted food server. "Here you go, "said Addie. She had one tray loaded to overflowing and close behind was Bart with the excess. Addie distributed her load and then plucked the remaining items off of Bart's tray. Instead of returning to the kitchen after he'd done his part, he lingered. "Can I get you anything else?" she asked.

"I can't imagine what it would be," I answered, "but some to-go boxes may be in order later."

"I wouldn't count on it, "little Kate said as she tucked a napkin into her cleavage and attached the rack of ribs in front of her. I swear the girl has a hollow leg or tape worm. The other girls laughed as they leaned into the table and got serious. 

Addie laughed along with them, "well if you do need anything, just yell. I'll be back in a sec to top of your drinks... enjoy." Bart was still standing there, kind of lost in space until his employee nudged him and he grunted a quick apology and turned tail to the kitchen. The girls were oblivious as they concentrated on what I had to admit was some of the best barbecue I've ever had. 

We shared and there was plenty to go around, regardless of Kate's appraisal. It was a wood-smoked sampler of ribs, pulled pork, brisket; chicken, hot links and someone even had the gall to sneak a salad in. Top it off with the beans and slaw and French fries and the biscuits and when it was all said and done, we were all full beyond comfortable. Addie saved us by bringing some Styrofoam containers and when we'd digested enough to stand, I paid the bill and we made our way toward the exit. Bart was hanging out of the pick-up window once more as we left and I nodded to him, his mouth slightly agape again as he watched my pleasing posse head for the door. I thanked Addie on the way and slipped her a Red Brick Photography card, "If you want to make the girl on your arm come to life, give us a call."

"Thank you," she said, "I may just do that. Be sure and come back and see me...I mean us," turning to hide the blush.

The girls were loaded in the truck, the leftovers sharing the front seat with Britt and I. "Oh god, I ate too much," Kate moaned. The others joined the chorus.

"So no bar-hopping or dancing tonight," I kidded.

"God no, "Gina groaned, "I just want to get home and crawl into bed. I may have to call in sick tomorrow."

I laughed, "Who are you going to call?"

I got a 'What the hell did you just say' look and then, "Oh yeah, I'll just roll over and tell her I'm not coming in."

"Sounds good," Kate mumbled, "and then I'll do the same," and then gave herself a little laugh.

"So do you have to go to work tomorrow Becky?" I inquired.

"No, I have tomorrow off and since we didn't talk about the shoot much at dinner, I thought maybe I'd come by the studio and go over things. Will that work?"

"Well I have to work tomorrow, but you need to go over it all with Britt anyway, so what about it babe?"

Babe didn't answer. Babe was asleep on my shoulder, out for the count. "Well, my vice-president in charge of scheduling seems to be unavailable at the moment. Looks like you'll have to call her in the morning."

Becky laughed;"but not too early. I'll get ahold of her sometime and get it all set up. Do you have any preferences?" 

"As far as when is concerned, I think it is going to have to be a weekend day since I work weekdays and I'd bet on it taking all day. Since I've never been there, I think we better get an early start because it will all be shot outdoors I assume and we'll use available light for the most part. Are there any barns or stables that you can think of that might lend themselves to what we are trying to do?"

"Oh yeah, she has some beautiful stables and there is the new barn and also the old original barn that was there when they bought the place. There is also the old farm house and some outbuildings. The more I think about it, there are a lot of possible places to shoot; at least from my perspective." She paused as I pulled into the darkened parking lot of the western wear store; "I'm parked around by the side."

I pulled up next to her car and put it in park. Easing Britt off my shoulder, I propped her up and stepped out of the truck. I opened the back door and Becky held her hands in the air in a 'what next' fashion. She was stuck in the middle of Gina and Kate who were both fast asleep, tired from a long day of work, sex and good food. Kate was on my side, so I un-fastened her seat belt and easily took her in my arms and slipped her out of the truck. Becky slid out and I slid Kate back in and buckled her back up and gently closed the door.

"So about the ranch," I said picking back up where we left off, "it sounds like I should really look the place over before we shoot so I can figure out if we need any extra lighting and that kind of thing. How far out of town is this place?"

"It's about an hour from here, not too bad. How about this Saturday? I can pretty much write my own schedule, so I could show you around then." The redhead stepped closer and ran her finger down the side of my face and then leaned in for a kiss. Her kiss was sweet like honey and barbecue sauce. I pulled her tight and slipped my hands under the tattered edges of her daisy dukes and held her butt tight. 

"Oh yes," she moaned as I shifted from lips to ears and neck. The voracious ginger climbed onto my hip and I could feel her heat as she worked her pussy against layers of denim. Becky moaned out loud, grinding as I did my part, my hands kneading her firm ass. "I wanna cum," she groaned in my ear, her gyrating intensified. "Make me cum baby, make me cum...my pussy's so wet..." I pulled her tighter, my fingers delving into her ass crack. Her body shuddered and she whimpered. I held her tight as she recovered. 

"I was hoping something like this would happen tonight," she whispered as her tongue played with my ear. "I've been horny for days just thinking about seeing you again."

"Well, I'm glad I could oblige," I said as I relinquished my hold on her butt and set her back on her feet. She giggled as she rearranged her cut-offs and settled into my arms for another kiss. "I'd offer to reciprocate," her hand on my crotch;" but we are kind of out here in the open and it sounds like you've had plenty of fun today anyway." She broke into a big smile.

"Oh, the girls told you about that, huh?"

"Yeah," she smiled; "you seem to have this thing about two girls and stores and dressing rooms." My cock throbbed as once again my mind replayed the highlights of Becky and Britt and myself in a retail store dressing room, fucking and sucking until we were all spent. Becky snuggled into my chest, her hand still massaging my love muscle. "I had a dream the next night," she continued; "I dreamed that you came here to the store after closing time and we made love right on the front counter." My cock jumped again and she held me tighter yet; "you had me bent over the counter and just as we were about to cum...my aunt walked in." I froze, taking in a deep breath, but my cock betrayed me and pulsed once more in her grip. Becky giggled and squeezed..."and then I woke up."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 23



"You little tease," I said as I grabbed both shoulders and held her at arm's length, trying to seem intimidating. I didn't have her fooled in the least. I really needed to separate her from myself before she had me cumming in my own jeans and she knew it. Becky reached put and grabbed my shirt and pulled us back together for one more smoldering kiss.

"Thanks for dinner and 'dessert'," she winked. "I'll give Britt a call tomorrow and we'll talk about a schedule, okay?"

I gave her one more peck on the lips and a pat on the ass, "Sounds like a plan, now get out of here so I can get these girls home, and drive careful." Becky bounced over to her car and blew me a kiss before jumping behind the wheel and peeling out of the driveway.

I got back in the truck and looked over at Britt who was where I left her, propped up and sleeping softly. I glanced over the seat back and Gina and Kate were both still sawing logs. I quietly buckled up and pulled Britt back to me, snuggled against my chest, my arm around her shoulder. I managed to get out of the parking lot and head it back home without waking anyone; at least I thought I had.

"I'd have fucked her," Britt mumbled into my chest. 

Britt had talked in her sleep in the past, not that she believed it, but this was more than just the random word. A couple seconds later; "Shoulda' fucked her."

Now this was weird; "Must be a helluva dream," I said to my sleeping companions.

"At least a blow job." 

"Oh, c'mon now," and then I glance down to see Britt's eyes half open and a smile on her face.

"You got her off," she said as she sat up and kissed my cheek. "You should have a least gotten a hummer... and you bought her dinner!" she said indignantly. Putting her hand in my lap, she found I was awakened once more. "Here, I'll take care of that. Becky can owe me." With alarming skill, my love had me unbuckled and unzipped; "Lift a little," she ordered. Obeying, I was soon in her hand and then in her warm, wet mouth. 

"Oh god," I moaned as I stared down the road. We weren't on the freeway and thankfully the road was, well, dick straight and nearly empty. Britt had my balls in one hand as she bobbed up and down my prick, the head of which had a close look at her tonsils. The slurping sound seemed to echo through the cab and I figured the girls would wake up any minute. A red stoplight shone up ahead and I slowed, hoping it would change before I got there. Then as I got closer, I really hoped it would turn green before I got there. Stopped in the next lane was a sheriff's patrol car. I slowed and was somewhat relieved that my lifted truck put me above the deputies' field of vision. His partner looked over and up and could just see me calmly sitting behind the wheel, a guy in his truck, all alone on his way home. The darkened rear windows hid the two sleepers in the back and my hand on top of Britt's blonde head kept her from popping into view. 

I nodded to the deputy as the light turned green and pressed on the gas. I hoped that he was ending his shift and was anxious to get back to the station, but no such luck. Slowing, he let me get up ahead and then fell in behind me. "Well shit," I said as I lifted my hand off Britt's noggin and she came up for air; "Sorry babe, there's a sheriff tailing me...probably wants to see if I've been drinking."

"No problem," she gurgled as she swallowed my cock once more. On the upstroke, "We all just had iced tea;" swallowing my dick once more. 

"Ah fuck," I mumbled as I looked to see them still behind me in the rearview mirror. I choked the wheel at 10 and 2, hoping I wouldn't see the flashing lights pop on behind me. "Britt, hold on, they're still behind us." She mumbled something but never slowed down. Shifting from my balls, her hand now stroked my cock as her mouth worked the upper portion, occasionally taking in just the head and sucking and licking just below the crown. Britt knew me all too well and on one memorable occasion licked and rubbed with one finger just the little area on the bottom of my dick, just below the cap. I had watched my cock erupt as she smiled at me, triggering my climax with just one finger.

I could feel the pressure building and I was near panic; I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. Thankfully the donut gods were with me as the patrol car flipped on its blinker and turned into a Dunkin' Donut lot. I made it around the next bend and pulled to the side of the road. Britt sensed my condition and had me in her throat once more and just as I got the truck in park, I let her have it, all of it. "Ah fuck Britt," I moaned as I held her head in place and bucked again and again. Britt's hand on my nuts tugged, letting me know who was really in control and I grabbed the wheel again. Her lips sucked on my cock as she made her way up, not wasting a drop. With one last swallow she let me go with an audible 'pop' and gasped for breath.

"Sorry babe," I said, feeling bad as I'd try to drown her and choke her at the same time.

"About what?" she asked nonchalantly, licking at my spent cock like a mother cat. "I love it when you cum like that," her tongue twirling around the tip; "It tells me that I've done a good job."

"I love it too...come here, sit up." She mumbled in protest as I got her back upright and then turned and kissed her. Our tongues slid over each other as our lips locked together. "Next time though, let's try not to do it while we're being tailed by the cops, okay?"

"You're no fun," she pretend pouted in her little girl voice. 

"Are we there yet?" came a sleepy inquiry from the back seat.

"Not yet sweetie," Britt replied, "Go back to sleep."

I smiled to myself as I put the truck back in gear and flipped on the signal. Britt leaned back onto to my shoulder and sighed happily as her hand slipped into my lap and she reacquired her favorite bedtime toy and held onto it until we pulled up in front of our home.

** The next morning **

I woke early, spooning my favorite blonde. My morning wood was hugged by her supple butt cheeks and my right hand held her breast gently. I burrowed in with my nose, parting her soft long locks until I could kiss the nape of her neck. Britt moaned appreciatively, her hand reaching up and squeezing mine, her butt cheeks flexing to give my cock a 'good morning' hug. That lasted about a half minute and knowing my routine, she released her hold. I gave her another kiss on the neck and then rolled off the bed and made for the bathroom. 

With a force that would make a Clydesdale envious, I stood and evacuated the bladder. It took so long, I damn near fell back to sleep. I evidently have the extended-mileage bladder. We were all too tired last night to bother with showers and as it was laundry day today, we all just tumbled into bed. Britt and I, like loving parents, nearly carried Gina and Kate into their bedroom. Well, I did carry Kate, it was just easier. Gina, the Amazon however was somewhat cooperative and thankfully so. Regardless, we just dumped them on the bed and stumbled off to our own. We managed to help each other undress, swished around a little mouth wash, kissed each other and then collapsed on the bed.

I made my way into the shower and let it beat on me until I was fully awake. Unaccustomed lately to showering alone, I was done in record time. Refreshed, I dried off, shaved and went back into the bedroom to dress for work. Britt, now with the entire bed to herself was sprawled face up across the rumpled sheets. Each appendage reached for a corner of the mattress in a most erotic, 'come-fuck-me' pose. Her long blonde hair fanned out across the navy blue sheets. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath. Her smooth shaven pussy beckoned, her inner lips protruded and slightly parted, begging to be kissed. It was all I could do to convince my cock that I really needed to get dressed and get to work. 

Grumbling to myself like a little kid that 'life isn't fair', I pulled on a fresh pair of jeans and a shirt, grabbed my boots and tiptoed toward the door. I did a quick 180 as my brain, distracted by other things, let me start to leave without loading all the crap I carry in my pockets. Wallet, keys, pocket knife, comb, handkerchief, (yes, handkerchief, I'm old school) cell phone...sheesh! Turning back toward the door, I had to pause once more and look at what I had to leave behind. Not willing to leave it completely behind, I pulled out my phone and took a couple quick shots, once again wishing I had a better camera nearby. Sighing in resignation, I walked over, leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the lips and quickly left the room.

** Mid-morning **

"This is George," smacking the Bluetooth planted in my ear.

"Hi baby," Britt purred through the airwaves.

"Hey baby, you're finally up," I kidded.

"Yeah," she said, yawning. My dick began to get hard as I envisioned her stretching her naked form across the bed. "I guess a good load of your cum is better than a glass of warm milk. I slept like a baby. I didn't even hear you get up or get a good morning kiss," sounding all pouty. 

I laughed a little, "Well you got your good morning kiss and you're lucky that's all you got. You were out like a light."

There was a pause, "What do you mean I'm lucky that's all I got," she asked.

"Here, wait a minute, I'll send you a picture. This is what I had to leave behind when I went to work this morning," as I fumbled with my phone.

I waited a few seconds while she opened up her text window and I could hear her gasp; "Holy Shit...I wouldn't have wanted to leave that behind either...damn, I'm hot!" she said in her best breathless Marilyn Monroe.

"Yeah, hot and nasty; are you sure you weren't awake then?" I asked.

"No," still in sultry, slutty mode; "but I did have a couple wild dreams last night. Fuck, that's...hey, this picture's on your phone?"

"Yeah, I was wishing I had my Nikon. Maybe we'll re-create the moment later," I suggested.

"Oh, we'll re-create the moment, alright; but I'll be awake then. So be careful with that pic; I don't want to see it accidently posted on Facebook or something." She rustled around and I imagined her sitting there, bare-assed and beautiful, leaning against the headboard. I so wanted to be face down between her firm thighs, licking away. "What I really called for," she continued," we got a call and the next two cars are being delivered today and while I was on the phone with them, Becky called but she didn't leave a message."

"Good, I'm glad the cars are coming and Becky is calling to talk to you about the shoot at the ranch. We talked about it briefly while you girls were zoned out in the truck."

"Yeah, I saw your talking. It was more like panting with Beck's humping you like a horny dog."

"Yeah, that kind of caught me off-guard, but we did talk about the shoot and the ranch and it sounds like I should probably make a run out there before the shoot and see what we're up against. I'm guessing that most of the shots will be outdoor and available light, but she said they have some old barns and stables that might be good backgrounds, so we may need some lights."

"Well this weekend is shot, cuz the girls need to be out of the store by Monday. That means you aren't allowed to stop by anymore," she laughed. "I imagine we'll be making the last big push on Saturday to get all packed up and the place sorta cleaned."

"So do you think they'll need my help or my truck this weekend?"

"No, I found a small moving outfit that will load up all the fixtures and racks and stuff we can't haul in our cars and they'll just put them here in the warehouse somewhere, if that's alright with you," she asked, hedging because she'd forgot to mention it earlier.

"You know you don't even have to ask," I replied; "We talked about this earlier, which reminds me, I need to get hot and figure out exactly what we want to build out for them."

"Yeah, I still think it's awful nice what you are doing for them. I don't think it has sunk in yet that they now own a business. So anyway, I'll help them on Saturday to hopefully finish moving so if you want, maybe you can run out to the ranch then and we can shoot the next weekend."

"Well great minds think alike," I chuckled, "Becky and I were thinking the same thing, so I'll let you and her work out the details for the day of the shoot and you can tell her that if she can still get off work this Saturday, she and I can go check out the ranch."

"Now that I'm thinking about it and her behavior last night," she said jokingly, "I don't know if it's such a good idea to have just the two of you out there together."

"I can assure you that this is strictly business;" my fingers crossed, "and I'll also remind you that it was you that said I should have just leaned her over the hood of the truck and fucked her last night there in the middle of the parking lot."

"Yeah, I say a lot of shit, but you did get a helluva blow job out of it."

"Yeah, and I'm lucky I'm not in jail for indecent exposure, or driving under the influence of a horny blonde or something like that!" I joked, trying to sound serious.

"Ha ha ha..."' she roared and I think she almost fell off the bed, It took her a minute to calm down and find the phone again; "Under the influence...I'll have to write that one down, but there probably is some kind of law against it. I'm sure there's been more than one fender-bender caused by some guy getting a little road-head and not paying attention to his driving. At least you were smart enough to pull over."

"Yeah, well I knew what was coming. I've damn near passed out after one of your blow-jobs."

"Aww, thanks baby, that's one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me," she said, laughing out loud at her own joke. "Anyway," she continued, "that's about it for your morning update. I'm going to go jump in the shower and then give Becky a call." Britt let out a long sigh and then channeling Marilyn once more, "and since I'm all alone with nobody to play with, I guess I'll just have to find another way to make my wet little pussy happy."

"Jesus," I groaned. "It's a good thing I'm not closer to home, or I'd come back and nail you to that bed!"

"Promises, promises," she laughed. "Well I've got a couple cars coming and shoots to schedule, so I better get my butt in gear."

"Alright babe, I guess I should get back to work too. I'll see you when I get home; love you."

"Love you more," she giggled and she was gone.

** Back at the studio **

"Red Brick Photography, "Britt answered, out of breath.

"Britt, it's me, Becky; did I make you run?"

"Yeah, I'd just turned off the shower when I heard the phone ring. I'm standing here naked, dripping on the floor."

"Hmmm, I wish I was there with a towel for you," she answered huskily.

"Yeah, I wish you were too," Britt replied as she grabbed one of the big bath towels off the table. "We didn't get much chance to talk last night with Gina and Katie there."

"It was fun though. I really like them and I thought we got along pretty good. I know Virginia was really impressed with you guys, especially George. I think if they had been alone, she might have gone all 'cougar' on him," she laughed.

"Oh god," Britt laughed as she balanced the phone on her shoulder while she gyrated around trying to dry off; "that would have been funny as hell to see. George is really shy at heart and not usually the one to make the first move, unless of course he already knows you." She paused while she wrangled the big towel around her and wandered into the bedroom and flopped back onto the bed. 

"Well my aunt was never the shy one," Becky replied. "I'll bet you a nickel that she hit on him while we weren't around."

"Yeah, well I'd have probably hit on her if you guys hadn't been around," Britt laughed. "I'll bet she's a ball in bed... and those big titties...wow!"

"Britt, that's my mom's sister you're talking about!" trying to sound indignant, but giggling just the same. "And I don't think she'd want to be with another woman anyway. I'm pretty sure she'd only be interested in a stallion, like George."

"Oh I wouldn't be too sure about that. Gina said that Ginny took her time fitting her in a pair of jeans and spent extra time making sure the fit was perfect in the back, if you know what I mean."

"Well Gina does have a nice ass," the redhead replied. "I wouldn't mind lingering there for a while myself."

"Yeah, I think the feeling is mutual and Kate loves your red hair. She even asked me if the rug matched the drapes, or however that saying goes," Britt laughed. "I told her about your little 'arrow' landing strip and she said, and I quote, "I'd like to see where that arrow leads." Kate really likes girls; in fact the only guy she has ever been with is George."

"Lucky her then; and I'd be more than happy to let her follow my arrow," laughing out loud. "And talk about hair; I'd love to roll around on the bed with her and all that hair. You could almost tie her up with her own hair."

"Yeah, her hair is gorgeous, but I don't know how she puts up with it, it's so much work and it truly gets in the way sometimes. And don't even get me started on washing and drying it!"

"Yeah well, I still think it makes her look sexy and just that more exotic."

"Yeah, and the fact that George likes long hair doesn't hurt. I think he'd have a heart attack if any of us did more than trim the tips of our hair," Britt offered as she ran her fingers through her long locks.

"Well all guys have their types I guess. Hey, what was the deal with the tattoo talk last night?"

"Oh god," Britt laughed as she stood up and shucked the towel and walked naked over to the bathroom sink; "I don't know how the hell it came up or who started it; probably Kate, but the girls had noticed how many women had tattoos now and they thought it would be neat, since we were such good friends and all, that maybe we should get matching ink." Britt twisted and turned, checking herself out in the mirror as she talked.

"What, like little flowers or something?" Becky asked, imagining a small flower on Britt's beautiful butt.

"No, and this is where it gets weird; and I know for a fact that this came from Kate. They started talking about all the things we have in common; I pretty much stayed out it. I already knew that I wasn't going to get a tattoo, but then they hit on the fact that the major thing we all have in common is George."

"Holy shit," Becky screamed through the phone, causing Britt to hold it away from her ear. "I can just see it; all three of you with a portrait of George on your butt cheeks. That would be classic," still laughing.

"That would be funny," Britt laughed back as she turned to look at her own ass. "I can see us walking down the beach, arm-in-arm, with George smiling at the guys that were checking out our butts as we went by."

"Yeah," Becky was still laughing, trying to catch her breath; "it would be just like being branded."

"If we were stupid enough to pull that stunt, I think George would kick us all to the curb. He'd be embarrassed, pissed off, all of it. And after last night's discussion, I think it might actually kill him. He seemed pretty set on how he felt about it."

"Yeah," replied Becky, now back under control, "and I really have to say I agree with him. I don't obviously have his love of architecture and buildings, but I do think it would be a sin to put anything on your perfect body."

Britt could almost hear Becky blushing through the phone and her own heart fluttered at the comment; "Oh baby, that's sweet. And I feel the same way, particularly about you. You have perfect, flawless skin that should never be covered; except by sunscreen anyway."

Becky's blush deepened and she felt her pussy moisten as her mind placed her in Britt's embrace, their slick, naked bodies writhing. Only the sound of Britt clearing her throat broke her from her fantasy. "Anyway," she stuttered, "back to business; I guess we need to discuss scheduling and all for the shoot."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 24



** Mid-week, early evening **

I was finally on my way home. I finished the day at the office and my boss and I tossed back a few while we talked about how the jobs were going and such. Mark's a hell of a nice guy and he's taught me a lot, but I could tell he was getting tired of the business for the last couple of years. Between insurance, lawyers and all the regulations, he had just about had it, so our conversations kind of melded. He talked about getting out of the business and opening a combination bait and doughnut shop on some tropical island and I talked about doing the photography bit full time. In the end, we'd decided that we'd finish up the jobs we had underway and then go our separate ways. With a handshake and that half-hug, backslapping thing that guys do, we locked up and headed out. Mark was whistling and stepping lighter than I'd seen him in years; it seemed like a big weight had been lifted off his shoulders as he headed for his Mercedes. Me, I damn near threw up before I got to my truck; "What the hell did I just do?" I asked myself out loud as I climbed behind the wheel.

Reality set in as I mindlessly made my way home. I'd always wanted to make photography my career and in the last few months we had made some great strides in that direction, we being Britt and I. If I was really being honest, it was Britt that really made the whole thing happen. Before she came along, I had the physical elements put together. I had my home/studio/warehouse that I'd been building on for years. In my head, I had the business laid out and had done a couple little things, but with Britt's help, the business was really established and the work was beginning to come in. I'd never had any doubt that I could make the business work, but now that it was really going to happen, well leave it said that my mind was going every which way and I was scared shitless.

I soon found myself idling in front of my warehouse door, just sitting there. My mind had slipped into neutral and I really couldn't recall driving from work to home. I shook it off and mashed the remote control button that opened the massive door and pulled inside and up to the house. Three other cars were parked out front and I could see the pick-up and big classic car that had been delivered earlier sitting in the shadows of the cavernous space. I shut it down and stepped out of the truck and stood there a minute, just looking around. This would soon be my entire world, at least where I would work and live for the foreseeable future. Oh yeah, and play, as the laughter and bantering of the love of my life and her two best friends filtered from inside our home. 

I really am happy with how my life is going and the three gorgeous creatures inside were the frosting on the cake. I ran my fingers through my hair, straightened up my shirt and stepped inside. "George!" came the chorus, kind of like when Norm would walk into that bar on T.V. They were sitting at the island in the kitchen, an open bottle of wine and four glasses in front of them. "We were wondering where you were baby," Britt said as she poured a little of the red in the remaining empty glass and slid off the stool and sauntered over to me. Like a sexy cat on the prowl, she approached with a gleam in her blue eyes and a smile on her face. Her long blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders and the little crop top she wore hung loose, partly on her nipples, which stood proud. Her taut belly showed and a skimpy pair of red panties did little to conceal the remainder of her perfect form. Her smile got bigger, coinciding with the obvious approval of her that now showed in my pants. Handing me my glass, she stretched up on bare tippy-toes and gathered her kiss while her hand gave my bulge a welcoming caress. Our tongues dueled until we were out of breath. 

"Get a room," Kate and Gina giggled as they watched their housemate's 'welcome home' tradition. Britt moaned into my kiss as I let my unoccupied hand stray to her luscious ass and lovingly squeeze one of those firm hemispheres. Reluctantly, we released one another and we made our way into the kitchen.

"Hi babe," Gina said as she stood up from the bar seat. We were eye-to-eye when the leggy brunette approached. I sat my wine glass on the counter behind her and we pulled each other in and I received my second dick-straightening kiss of the evening. Gina's firm 'D's' mashed against my chest as she ground her crotch against mine. My hands automatically zeroed in on her tight pumpkin ass and held on tight. "Oh god," she groaned in our kiss as one middle finger grazed the pink star left unprotected by the g-string she wore.

There was another awaiting her kiss and Gina stole one more before letting me go. I turned to Kate who was on her knees on the bar stool, impatiently fidgeting, her arms outstretched. Her long black hair hung to the bottom rung of the stool. She too wore a little cropped top, but hers was ripped down the front to show off the bit of cleavage her pert little tits provided. She also had on a tiny g-string that virtually disappeared when she had her legs together. I still had to lean down to kiss her and she immediately wrapped her arms around my neck, nearly pulling me over. I reacted by putting my arms around her and straightening back up, pulling her off the stool. I'm sure this is what she had in mind in the first place as her legs came around and wrapped around my waist. Britt and Gina laughed at Kate's antics, but the little one was oblivious as she tried to swallow my tongue. My hands had slipped under her butt to get a better purchase and she gyrated her hips. My back was to the others so I took the opportunity to covertly give her a little extra thrill. Again, the bit of thread that made up the majority of her panties offered little protection from wandering fingers. I grazed a fingertip over her tight pink pucker, just long enough to make her squeak a little as we continued to kiss. Moving on, I encountered the tightest little snatch I had ever known, wet and wanting. Like quicksand, my finger was instantly sucked in as was my tongue. Like a practiced veteran, she worked my tongue like it was my cock, growling in her throat as she simultaneously rocked her pelvis in my hand, my finger stirring her pussy juices. Another chorus of "Get a room" got our attention and Kate groaned her disappointment as I sat her bare butt on the cold granite countertop and fought her to retrieve my finger. She quickly grabbed my hand and drew my wet digit into her mouth and sampled herself. Fingers, tongues, cocks, the girl's oral skills were impressive. "That'll be your dick next time," she whispered as she gave me back my hand which I quickly used to rearrange the contents of my pants.

"So what's for dinner?" I asked nonchalantly. The girls all laughed as I was obviously playing down their welcoming, but to be honest, a simple 'How was your day?' kind of greeting was a rarity here. Any time apart was made up for with some sort of passionate countermeasure. 

"Well we thought since you were late, that you were probably picking up some sort of epicurean treat for us," Britt exclaimed with a questioning look.

"No," I answered. "I ended the day at the office and Mark and I talked about things." My voice and body language evidently changed and Britt picked up on it right away.

"Well, we'll just order a pizza and make salads," Britt decided; "can you girls take care of that?" 

"You got it," Gina answered and nodded 'message received' and turned Kate toward the kitchen and the phone. 

Britt grabbed my wine and handed it to me and then guided me to the living room. She sat us on the couch and turned to me, "So what's up?" trying not to show any worry on her face.

'God I love this girl' I said to myself as I bucked up and took a sip of wine. "Well, I guess I kinda gave notice today," pausing for questions. None came, so I continued; "Like I said, I finished the day at the office and Mark was there so we talked about the jobs and things and had a couple drinks and before you know it, we were both talking about the future and our dreams and that kind of shit, you know, the stuff that guys never talk about with each other. Anyway, I knew that he was getting tired of the business because it's changed so much over the last few years. It's just not as fun as it once was and he spends more time worrying about the business end than the actual building itself. I guess he knows another guy that lives on some island in the Caribbean or somewhere who keeps bugging him to move down there and start a business. He mentioned something about a bait shop or donuts or some combination; didn't make any sense to me, but anyway he thinks he can make enough to live happily selling stuff to the tourists there." I took another sip, giving time for Britt to interject but she just sat there and waited for me to continue. "So after his little confession, I guess I talked to him about you and our little business here and well, when it was all said and done, we'd agreed that we would finish up the work he has going now and then we'd each go off and pursue our dreams."

I shivered a little when I said it and Britt threw her arm over my shoulder and snuggled up to me. "Well that's great," she said with just the right degree of encouragement. "It's what you've always wanted, but it sounds like it may have happened kind of suddenly?" God she was good; she should be studying psychology. 

"Yeah," I replied as I snaked my arm around her and held her tighter. I kissed the top of her head and the aroma and her mere presence calmed me. "It's gonna take a couple months to finish the jobs we have started and it'll sort of taper off slowly, so I'll have to shorten my hours there and build them up here; scheduling is gonna be a bitch."

"Well that's what I'm here for," she said as she put her hand on my thigh and gave it a little squeeze.

"Yeah, but you start back to school in what, a couple weeks?"

"Yeah, we'll probably get our schedules next week and then if need be, I can look at re-arranging some classes," her hand massaging my thigh.

I put my hand on hers and looked her in the eye; "Okay, but like John, I'm going to insist that your classes come first. If things really pick up, we can hire a bookkeeper or someone to help out. If need be, I guess I could learn some of the other office stuff too."

"Oh no!" she said mockingly, "you stick to shooting the pretty pictures and stay away from my books!" She smiled and leaned up to kiss me on the cheek, "Really baby, it's all going to work out fine. I may have to do my part in bits and pieces and at odd times, but that's okay." Britt paused and placed her index finger under her chin and tilted her head in that classic 'thinking' pose; "Only problem I see is it may cut into our sex time." I stared at her, evidently with a look of disbelief and she managed to keep a straight face for a few seconds before busting up laughing. 

I turned on her and started the tickle attack. She squealed and squirmed as my hands went after her ribs and the insides of her thighs, her most vulnerable ticklish regions. Timing being everything, the loud raucous bell in the warehouse went off; "Pizza's here," one of the others shouted. I gave Britt a reprieve and let her up from the couch as Gina sprinted by; trying to slip into a pair of shorts a she made her way out the door. 

"C'mon Mr. Photographer," Britt laughed as she skipped out of the living room, "let's help them get dinner on the table." I followed her in after glancing out the front door to make sure Gina was okay with getting the pizza. We live in a half abandoned commercial district and had the occasional vagrant problem, so I was always cautious and protective. Gina was just waving goodbye to the undoubtedly flustered high school boy who had the good luck of delivering to one of the most beautiful and under-dressed women he'd see on any of his deliveries. The shorts that she'd struggled to put on as she ran to the front of the warehouse proved to be just a tad bigger than the skimpy panties she was covering up. They were cut so that as much leg as possible showed and there was a lot of leg to show on this one. They also hung low on her hips, showing off as much belly as possible and the cropped shirt she wore stopped just below those magnificent D's that we all loved so much. 

I waited at the door as Gina pranced back into the house. She paused just long enough to tease me by opening the box and letting me get a good whiff of the intoxicating aroma and then giving me a quick kiss, she moved on into the kitchen. I followed the bouncing butt; "What do you want to drink lover?" Kate asked, her head in the fridge.

"Who ya' talkin' to?" Gina asked as she put the pie on the counter.

Kate leaned out and giggled, "All of you, I guess." 

We all laughed and placed our orders as Britt retrieved some glasses from the cabinet, stretching for effect. Gina glanced at me and licked her lips before looking back at the long blonde whose tits now resided below the bottom her shirt. "Nice tits girl," Gina said as she grabbed one while reaching around her to get to the silverware drawer. Britt just purred and stood there while she was groped and then finished getting the glassware down when Gina was done. Meanwhile, the little one sat the various drinks on the counter and Gina took the opportunity to tweak one of her erect nipples, evidence of how cold the fridge is. 

"Got a little tit fetish tonight babe?" Britt asked as she heard Kate squeak from the nipple grab. 

"Hey, can you blame a girl?" she replied, looking from Britt to Kate. "If George would take his shirt off, I'd play with his too," giving me a wink.

"Alright, enough playtime girls; let's eat, I'm suddenly very hungry," I said as I pulled up a stool.

I cleverly steered the conversation at dinner to what the girls had done with their day. "Well," started Gina," we have everything boxed up and about half of it here and we'll get the rest of it moved tomorrow. We've gotten some orders that we need to fill by the weekend, so we'll scramble around here on Friday and try to find what we need to ship out."

"It shouldn't be that bad," Kate said with her mouth half full of salad. "We've worn out half a dozen markers labeling boxes, so it should be fairly easy to find what we need." Gina reached over and fingered a bit of errant salad dressing at the corner of Kate's mouth and fed it to her. Kate made an affair of sucking the stray dressing off her roomies finger and my cock responded accordingly and I may have let out a soft groan. Britt hand was in my lap and gave me a little covert caress.

"So," I said, clearing my throat," We ought to be able to look at all these boxes and get some idea of how much shelving you girls will need?"

"Yeah, pretty much," Gina continued as though she hadn't just done something terribly erotic...little minx. "We'll have to do a little head scratching to figure out what we would need for shipping supplies and maybe some extra space if we want to increase the product line."

"Oh, and don't forget a work counter or table and we'll need room for a couch," the little one said as she concentrated on chasing a cherry tomato around her salad bowl.

"A couch?" I asked.

"Yes," she announced triumphantly as she speared the red globe with her fork. "When we take breaks, a hard surface like a table is hell on your back when you're getting your pussy eaten," she said matter-of-factly as she looked me in the eye and sucked the tomato off the end of her fork.

Gina snorted back a laugh and Britt laughed as she gave my burgeoning cock another squeeze.

"Alrighty then," turning to the one who had me firmly in her grasp under the counter; "So babe, what did you get done today?"

"Well," she said as she moved her hand along my length. I could have put mine over hers and held her at bay, but why? "You saw that we got the next two cars in. Or I should say, we got in one truck and one car. The truck is a truck; I guess it's pretty and all, but it's just a truck."

"Yeah, but it's comes with its own bed, "Kate giggled and gave the international sign for intercourse, you know, the finger of one hand slipping through the circle made up of your thumb and forefinger on the other hand.

The rest of us rolled our eyes, but my cock thought it was pretty fucking funny and Britt responded accordingly, giving another hand-hug. Continuing, "And we got the Hornet...what is it? Uh...oh yeah, Hudson Hornet."

"So how does it look?" I asked, still enjoying my massage.

"It's a pretty car if you like red. I mean it's red on the outside and red on the inside. I mean, it's nicely done and boy, does it have a back seat you could have fun in," giving an explanatory erection embrace.

"Well that sounds good," trying to laugh instead of moan. "So anything else exciting happen?"

"Well you know Becky came over," she said offhandedly, pausing, and then said," and then we fucked the shit out of each other with that big double-ended dildo."

There was a slight staining of the ol' denims as my cock lurched at her casual comment. Kate snorted iced tea out of her nose and Gina nearly choked on a bite of pepperoni.

"What was that?" Gina inquired, still hacking.

"Well, Becky came over to talk about the shoot at the ranch and she brought lunch, but it turned out we were more interested in eating each other than the lunch she'd brought."

"Well crap," Gina said as she gave Kate a slap on the arm. "I told you we should have come home for lunch, but nooo... you wanted sushi for lunch when we could have had some fresh redheaded pussy instead."

"Ouch," she said, rubbing her arm. "If I'd have known that that was an option;"now giving Britt the stink-eye, "I'd have had some of that."

"Yeah, well I guess I might have shared," Britt smiled, her hand still abusing my cock; "Maybe next time."

"So," Gina continued the interrogation, "you used the big double flesh colored one?"

"Yeah, I gave her the option of that or George Jr." Britt answered.

I was about to ask about Junior but Kate read my mind, "Yeah, you remember Jr. The one we had made of your cock." I could only nod.

"So the double, huh?" Gina asked once more, rather clinically. 

"Yeah, we were able to take it all and we rubbed our pussies against each other with that big fucker inside us. Holy shit, we both came like crazy...oh that reminds me, the sheets from upstairs need to go in the dryer." Her hand continued to keep me aroused, like it needed help.

"There is no way I could do that," Kate squeaked at the thought. "That thing is too big for me."

"Well you can take all of George here," Britt smiled at me as she stroked me some more and just smiled knowingly. "George is bigger than that."

"Yeah well, maybe because it's him, you know the real deal and maybe I get wetter or something; I don't know, but shit, I'm so wet now, I could probably take a baseball bat," bringing her hand out from under the table and displaying two wet fingers. It was Gina's turn to taste-test the little vixen as she sucked the little ones fingers clean. My cock was in serious danger of letting loose and Britt knew it.

"Anyway, that and some more paperwork and computer stuff and that was about it." Her other hand had mysteriously reappeared above the table top and she put her bowl on her plate; "I didn't realize it was getting so late," she said as she looked over at the clock. It was later than it seemed it should be. "Babe, why don't you go get your shower and we'll clean up in here, okay?"

I'm no fool and I quickly stood up," Yeah, that works for me, I am feeling pretty beat." I gave each girl their good-night kiss without all the gyrations that the welcome-home kiss seemed to come with and headed for the bedroom. Out of my earshot, the girls huddled up and talked while they cleaned. "So what's up?" Gina asked Britt.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 24



"Well I should probably let him tell you, so if you promise not to say anything, I'll tell you," Britt said under her breath.

"I just noticed that he wasn't himself when he came through the door, "Gina continued, "I was just concerned."

"You noticed that too," Britt said.

"I didn't notice anything different," Kate whispered with the others.

"Of course not," Gina snarked, "You were so horny when you saw him you wouldn't have noticed if he'd grown a horn out of his forehead."

"Would too," she said adamantly, "I love unicorns."

"Ah Jeez Katie," Gina sighed and turned back to Britt; "So what is it?"

"You have to promise you won't tell him I told you," she repeated, getting an affirmative nod from each of them. "Well George gave his boss his notice today. He's really going to do the photography business full-time."

"That's great," both girls announced and bounced and hugged Britt. "So what was the long talk about?"

"Well," Britt continued, "It just happened today, like all of a sudden and it sort of took him by surprise I think." The girls said nothing; "Anyway, Mark, his boss was thinking about shutting down anyway and they got to talking and before George knew it, they'd agreed to work together to finish up what work they have going right now and then close it down. George figures he's got a month or two before this is his full time job."

"Well I think it's great, "Gina hugged Britt once more, "and you know we'll do whatever we can to help out." 

"Hell yes," Kate chimed in; "with everything he has done for us, I'd do anything for him," and then pausing to give an exaggerated wink, "and I do mean anything."

"Yeah, yeah, we'd all do that," Gina replied, giving her version of a cheesy wink, "but seriously, anything that we can do to help, you know we're there."

"Thanks guys" Britt said as she initiated a group hug, "I know we're all in this together and deep down, he knows it too, but you know him; it's that macho, be the guy, be the provider kinda thing. Anyway, I know everything will work out just fine. He did bring up the fact that we'll being adding school back into our schedule in a couple weeks, so that'll complicate matters, but hey, if we can't figure it out, then no one can, right?"

"Right!" the others replied and a high-five and another hug and they went about cleaning up the kitchen.

"Hey, I almost forgot," Britt said as she was loading the dishwasher; "You guys remember the woman that called awhile back and wanted to do some boudoir pics for her boyfriend who was deployed overseas somewhere?"

"Yeah, she was the real shy one that wanted to know if we had a female photographer on staff," Kate replied as she wiped down the counter.

"That's the one. Anyway, she called today and still wants to do it, but now she has a friend that wants to do it too, so if you want Katie, I can call her back and we can set it up. I'm thinking that with school coming up, we should probably try for next week sometime."

"Heck yes," Kate said, wringing the washcloth off in the sink. "I take it George is still okay for me to do it?"

"I haven't mentioned to him yet, but I don't see why not. He was okay with it then and if anything, you're more qualified now." 

"Alright then," looking over at Gina for confirmation; "I guess almost anytime next week. We'll be out of the store on Saturday, so....yeah, anytime."

"Okay, I'll call her tomorrow. I'll try to make it during the day cuz' it looks like we'll be shooting at the ranch next Saturday and I have two cars in the studio to shoot, so maybe we'll take a couple evenings next week to shoot those."

"Ooo," Kate cooed, "Do you suppose George will let me shoot the private," throwing up the air quotes," calendar shots on the two cars?" The horny little one was referring to the X-rated calendar shots that Britt and I had starting doing from the beginning of the car calendar shoot. It started as a private deal, but that didn't last long. In fact Kate had to fill in on the shoot of the Hearse because Britt wouldn't get near the car.

"I would suppose," Britt said, "particularly since they aren't private anymore," matching Kate air quote for air quote.

Gina had been quiet throughout this exchange until, "How big did you say the backseat of the Hornet was?"

"Why? What have you got in mind?" Britt asked as she walked up to her tall friend and wrapped her arms around her waist."

"Well," as she wrapped hers around Britt and grabbed a butt cheek with each hand; "a little orgy in the back of a classic car sounds kind of fun." 

"Uh huh," Britt responded as Gina kissed Britt hard. They moaned into their kiss and not to be left out, Kate moved up beside them and soon had one hand on each of their wet pussies; the tiny threads of the g-strings being no obstacle. 

Before things got out of hand as it were, Britt broke away and spun Kate into Gina's grasp and the two of them groped and kissed one another. "Well, I better go check on George," Britt said as she gave each girl a parting butt pat; "and, oh by the way," she said over her shoulder as she walked toward the bedroom, "I put the double dildo back in the toy box," and she walked into the bedroom, closing the door behind her.

I was just dragging my razor over my face when I heard the bedroom door close. Standing there naked in front of the mirror, I waited for a failed sneak attack from behind or a loud wolf-whistle from the doorway. Not to disappoint, I looked in the mirror and saw Britt leaning against the door jamb, taking in the view of my backside before she let out an appreciative whistle. I gave a little hip check as I smiled at her in the mirror; "Shake that money maker!" she half shouted, clapping as she walked up behind me. I couldn't help myself and lost it, busted up laughing.

She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight; "I love your laugh," as she kissed my shoulder blades; "but I love this more," as both her hands found my cock which grew quickly in her grasp. Shifting, Britt looked around from behind me in the mirror and stared at my growing member as she expertly manipulated it. "How about taking me to bed and making love to me," she said to either me or my cock; not sure which and it didn't matter.

I took an arm and pulled her around in front of me, grabbed her by the waist and sat her on the counter in front of me. Her eyes darkened as I leaned in to kiss her. Her legs wrapped around me, like I was going to try and escape; fat chance. I ran my hands up her sides and slipped under the skimpy top and raised it up. Our lips parted just long enough to let the garment pass and then we locked lips again. She moaned into our kiss as I now had a breast in each hand, my fingers strumming her nipples. 

Our lips parted when we ran out of air and our eyes locked, my fingers still playing. Britt's beautiful blue eyes were now nearly black and she chewed on her lower lip. "I love you," I whispered and then I felt myself in her hands once more.

"I know," she said as she slowly stroked my cock, the end kissing her belly button.

I wrapped her in my arms once more and lifted her off the cool granite. She wrapped her legs around me, never losing her grip on my cock which was now wedged uncomfortably between us. I slid my hands under her ass and walked us into the bedroom. "I love you so much," she whispered as she nibbled on my collar bone. I made it to the end of the bed and gently set her down. With little protest, she released her numerous holds on me and sat, conveniently for me, face to face with my cock that now pointed skyward. Britt looked up at me and smiled as she took me in one hand and pointed it at her open lips. Her tongue reached out and flicked at the droplet that hung on the tip before she kissed the crown of my cock and then proceeded to consume me. Never losing eye contact, she inched her way down to the root until my dick had disappeared. Her hands played with my balls as her tongue massaged the bottom of my cock. 

I had to close my eyes and moaned out loud as she tried to swallow me whole before moving back up my length, her soft lips and tongue massaging me. I knew I couldn't take much of this and I put my hand on her shoulder and pushed her back. "I want your cum," she whined, grabbing hold of my wet cock when it was out of reach of her mouth. 

"Oh, you'll get your cum," I said as I kissed her wet lips, tasting myself on her tongue; "But first, I want your pussy." Not seeing any sense in arguing, Britt let me push her back until she lay on the bed, her knees still bent over the edge of the mattress. I leaned over her and kissed her on the lips once more before moving to her chin, down her neck and onto her chest. A couple detours were required as I visited each tit, nuzzling each one before taking her rigid nipple between my lips and suckling for a couple seconds. I could smell her arousal as I ventured to her belly button and played there for a bit before continuing on. Her hips fairly bucked now as I approached my final destination. Her hands were tangled in my hair as she tried to guide me. 

Now on my knees on the carpeted floor, I nibbled my way around her sweet, shaven sex. In self-defense, I had to reach up and hold onto her legs as she tried to pin my head between her strong thighs and force me to her wanton pussy. No force was needed as I was going to eat her sweet snatch whether she wanted me to or not, I just chose to do it on my own schedule; Britt hated to wait. Satisfied that I was now ready to feast, I spread her legs out further and looked at the beautiful sight before me. Her pussy lips parted, her pink interior shined with her juices. Her clit stood proud and beckoned my tongue. I gave it a quick lick and my lover shook with elation. Happy with her response, I backed up and started a bit lower this time. Her tight puckered ass winked at me as I swiped at it with my tongue. Britt groaned and tried to force her butt onto my tongue. I held her legs tight, spreading them a bit more and with a stiffened tongue I stabbed at her asshole, probing it slightly.

"Oh baby," she moaned as she pulled on my hair. I let her guide me and she moaned louder as my tongue slipped into her open pussy. She pulled me tighter and my tongue danced inside her pussy as my upper lip mashed her clit. "Unh...fuuucc..." as she rocked her hips and her pussy danced on my face. Wishing I had Gene Simmons tongue, I nearly dislocated my jaw as my tongue searched out for her g-spot. I regained a bit of control and eased up on the tonguing, switching to licking and sucking. Her clit begged for attention and I drew it between my lips and sucked on it gently, tickling it with the tip of my tongue. Giving up control of one leg, I found my way with one hand and eased a finger into her pussy. "Make me cum baby," she groaned as she felt my intruding digit. I worked the finger around until I found the familiar spongy spot in her pussy, backed smack up to the back of her clit. Britt tensed when she felt me there, knowing what was coming next. "Do it, do it baby, make me cum...." and we had lift-off. 

"Yeeessss!!" she cried quietly as her body gave in to my manipulations. Her pussy contracted, pulling my finger inward and I could feel her pussy juices running down the back of my hand. She was breathing haltingly as she ran her hands through my hair, tugging with each ripple of pleasure that ran through her. I rained little kisses on her sex as she slowly recovered. She purred softly as she massaged my scalp and jumped and giggled at my occasional lap at the juices that continued to seep from deep inside.

"C'mere," she whispered, tugging at my hair. I dutifully crawled up, kissing those areas I'd visited earlier. "You're a mess," she said as she licked her excesses off my face. We kissed and the flames burned higher once more. Britt pulled me tight as we did a bit of horizontal dirty dancing; "I love feeling you on top of me," she moaned as her pussy lips kissed my balls. She wrapped her legs around me and spurred me like a horse; "I need you inside me baby," her pussy sliding over the underside of my cock. 

I worked my way back, her legs giving me just enough rein to slip along her pussy lips until the tip of my cock found her waiting portal. We moaned in unison as the head slipped inside her. I paused and we kissed as I felt her spur me once more, her legs pulling upward, pushing me deeper inside her anxious sex. "Fuck, you feel good," she gasped as she continued until she bottomed me out. Her pussy walls massaged me as I held station, letting her enjoy herself. "Fuck me now," she moaned as she began a rocking motion and we continued to kiss. I was resting on my forearms, supporting the majority of my upper body, but from the hips down, full contact was the name of the game. Britt hands reached down, trying to get a purchase on my ass as she panted into our kiss.

We continued to grind away, moaning and groaning. Britt chewed on my ear as she raked her nails up my side; "Grab my ass baby, pound that pussy...Fuck me hard!" 

"You want this?" I asked, breathing in her ear, my chest against hers, her ass cheeks clinched tight in my hands. "Is this what you want?" as I pulled held her tight and drove my cock deep, over and over; short, rapid strokes.

"Fuck Yeah," she moaned as she gnawed on my shoulder. "Gimme, gimme, gimme," as I squeezed her ass tighter and spread her cheeks; like I could get my cock deeper yet. 

"I'm gonna cum baby," I grunted as I felt my balls tighten.

"Uh huh," she huffed as her nails dug deeper into my sides. "Me, me...unhhh...cum with me...cum...cum..wanna feel...AhhhFuuccckkk!!!"

My cock didn't stand a chance; Britt fucked the life right out of me. My cock was buried as deep as it could go and it felt like it would swell and burst before I unloaded a copious amount of seed inside her. My asshole puckered and my ass cheeks clinched as my cock convulsed over and over until the tank was dry. Once I found the strength, I pushed myself back up on my hands and looked down at her. Her eyes were closed tight and her forehead wrinkled and her face reddened. The exertion of her orgasm showed and my cock felt it. Her pussy walls still undulated along my length, contracting, trying to pull me even deeper. I wanted to help, so I blew lightly on her face. That just annoyed her or tickled and she moved her head back and forth, trying to dodge the unwanted breeze.

That failing, I bent down and kissed her forehead, her nose, her cheeks, until her heart rate slowed and her pussy relaxed. Again; thinking of her comfort, I moved to slowly remove myself. "Don't even," she growled, digging in her nails and constricting her inner walls; "Stay." She smiled up at me; "I love you so much," drawing me down for a kiss.

"I love you too," returning with another kiss. "Aren't I getting a little heavy on you?" I asked with deliberate concern on my face.

"Yeah, but I love it," as she drew her legs back up and wrapped them under my butt and planted me back inside her. "Mmmm...that's where you belong," her pussy rippling once more.

I gave her another soft kiss, only to be rewarded with her soft snoring. 'God I love this girl,' I said to myself. Slowly and as gently as possible, I rolled us to our sides and I pulled her back into my arms. Still connected, I quickly followed her lead and we lay on the bed, fast asleep, arms and legs entangled.

** The next morning **

"Morning lover," Britt whispered. I was on my back, Britt was snuggled against my side, her head on my chest and my cock in her hand...and my ass was freezing!

"Hey baby," as I turned my head to give her a cautious kiss; you know, morning breath and all. I shifted, trying to move my butt to warmer climes and Britt giggled.

"Looks like you got the wet spot this time," giving my cock a loving caress.

"It was worth it," giving her a deeper kiss; to hell with the breath. I lay back and looked up to the ceiling and let out a big, involuntary sigh. Britt picked up her head and looked at me, questioning.

"What was that for?" she asked, kissing my chest and massaging my dick.

"I don't know," I answered. I paused and let my brain catch up; "I expected that I would wake up this morning and start worrying again about the decision I made yesterday, but oddly enough," working my arm under her back and drawing her closer; "I think I'm actually relieved." My hand drifted to her butt and she threw her leg over mine; I could feel her warm pussy on my thigh. "I think I did the right thing," my hand on her ass, a couple fingers wedged in the crack; "And I think what makes it all work is right here," giving her butt another loving squeeze.

"My ass is what makes it work?" she giggled, clinching my cock in warning.

"Yeah," I laughed; "Your ass and everything that comes with it...but mostly your ass." 

"Wise guy," she laughed as she crawled up on me, released her hold and gave me a smothering kiss. I was now afforded full access to both cheeks and I held on tight as we made out. Our tongues wrestled as her hips squirmed, determined to regain some control of my burgeoning dick. 

I happened to glance over at the clock on the bed stand as we pawed at one another. "Sweetie," I mumbled in our kiss; "I need to get up...and I need to pee;" as the sensation just hit me. Britt stopped kissing and twisted around to look at my erection slapping at her thigh.

"You sure that's not for me?" she asked playfully as she nudged my hard-on.

"Oh, it's all yours," I said, as I took the opportunity to roll her off me and swing my legs toward the edge of the bed; "but if you don't let me pee, your dick is going to make mess." I stood up and pointed myself toward the bathroom.

"More than it already has?" Britt inquired and I turned and looked back just long enough to see her holding up the sheets with the rather large dark spot in the middle of it. 

I made it to the commode and almost made it through unmolested. I felt her warm form against my backside and her arm snaked around me to take control. My cock jerked at the change of command and she giggled; "all done?" I grunted yes and she giggled once more as she gave it the customary triple-shake. 

Not letting go, my lover pointed my dick to the right like she was giving directions or moving the rudder on a boat; "To the showers," she commanded and I dutifully proceeded with her literally on my tail. It took all my presidential powers to get through the shower in a timely fashion and I had to promise to make time and give her and the girls the 'full treatment' in the shower sometime soon. The 'full treatment' is a personalized leg and pussy shaving given by yours truly and whatever follow-up procedures the girls want after that. I'll admit that if I had to pick a fetish or two, shaving a woman's legs and private parts and just washing a woman's hair are probably at the top of my list. Many an orgy has started in my custom shower, making it one of my better extravagant investments.

Regardless of the concessions, I had a hard-on throughout the shower and until I finally stuffed myself inside my jeans. "Are you sure you don't have time," the still-naked blonde teased me until we were standing in the kitchen scrounging for breakfast. 

"You know I'd love nothing more than to stay here all day and play, but now that the end is in sight," rolling my eyes," I need to knuckle down at work and also here."

"You're right," Britt pouted as she sat on the kitchen counter, bare-assed and swinging her lovely long legs. "Once you're here under foot all the time, we'll have to set some ground rules so that I can get my work done. I can't just bend over or give you a b.j. anytime you want me to."

I looked over at her, expecting her to break out in laughter at her own humor, but she remained straight faced. All she got out of me was a little head shake and a rolling of the eyes. "Okay babe," as I walked over and gave her a quick kiss, avoiding any of the other enticements before me, "I'll call you later; get lots done today." I turned and headed to the door with a big smile she couldn't see, 'Well I won that one,' I told myself; silly me.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 24



** Late afternoon **

It had been a fairly productive day and I had a nice long lunch with Mark, and we kind of laid out the ground work for closing up shop. We weren't going to advertise that we were going out of business and there were only a couple of other employees and they were young and there was a lot of work in town, so we didn't sweat them being unemployed. Size-wise, we were a relatively small outfit, so even subcontractors probably wouldn't miss us much. 

That was the easy stuff. More difficult was how to handle any warranty work that the state requires us to do for two years after the completion of a job. Mark had also accumulated some equipment that wasn't worth much more than scrap prices because it was old, but it still did the job. I had the feeling that Mark was sort of feeling me out to see if I would be open at all to covering for him on the warranty work if any was needed while he was lollygagging on some tropical beach. He didn't come right out and ask; I think he was just trying to formulate a solution. There would be more meetings like this in the future and so far, we still felt good about what we were doing.

** Late Afternoon **

"Red Brick Photography, Britt speaking." I looked forward to sitting at a desk in the same office and hearing her answer 'our' phone.

"Hey babe, on my way home and just checking in," I said.

"Hey lover, did you have a good day?" she cooed.

"Yeah, pretty good actually. Mark and I met again and talked some more and I feel much better about our decision than I did yesterday. So how about your day; have any orgies or anything?" I asked kidding; well sorta kidding.

"No, I behaved all day long but I'm so horny right now, no one is safe." she said in her Mae West voice.

"Duly noted," I replied; "Anything else of interest?"

"Uh, oh yeah, I forgot to tell you yesterday, but do you remember the woman who called awhile back about some boudoir pics for her deployed boyfriend?"

"Yeah, sure, the real shy one who wanted a female photographer. We decided that Kate could probably handle it back then and she can surely handle it now; why, did she call back?

"Yep," Britt replied; "she still wants to do it, except now she has another woman who wants to do it too."

"I assume that they will be doing it separately?" I asked.

"If you mean will they be in separate photos, or together, then yes, they will be doing separate shoots but at the same time and in the same location. So I told her that since there would be roughly double the shots and time, then it would cost more than we originally quoted. I even found the original quote," she said proudly.

"Well that's great, and I take it Kate's good to go on it?" I inquired.

"Oh yeah, she's pumped. I've got it set for next Tuesday."

"Well that sounds good. So did the girls get the rest of their stuff moved?" I asked.

"Yeah, they came in with the last load a few minutes ago. They have a mountain of boxes stacked up. All that's left to do is go there on Saturday and get the fixtures loaded up and give the place a once over," she said.

"Well I feel kind of bad not helping," I said. "We can put off visiting the ranch, maybe even just do it Sunday and then you could come along."

"Aww baby, that's so nice of you, but we already have the movers lined up and there really won't be much cleaning to do, just vacuuming I think. Anyway," she said, lowering her voice like she was telling me a secret; "I kind of promised Becky a little one-on-one time with you," followed by her naughty little-girl giggle.

My mind slipped into neutral and I had to poke around for reverse; had I just heard that right? Britt is an incredible woman and I love her more than I think I even realize. She is loving and giving and obviously quite comfortable with herself. She doesn't hide who she is, but she doesn't flaunt it either. She's obviously bi-sexual but she is a one-man woman and I happen to be that lucky man. Except for the few times that I have been alone with Kate and Gina, any sexual dealings I've had have generally included Britt. Those times I was one-on-one with either of our two roommates, well Britt instigated the interlude; so in retrospect, I guess hooking up with Becky was really no different. 

I found first gear again; "So what, you're pimping me out now?" I said, sounding unconvincingly indignant.

Britt laughed; "Yeah, like you're gonna complain. No, I love you and I really, really, really like Becky and my parents always told me to share with the ones I love, so... anyway, it'll get you out of our hair for the day," she laughed again.

"Well okay, if you insist, I guess it's the least I can do," I replied stoically.

"Yeah, okay...anyway, how long before you get home?"

"Half hour or so; anything I can pick up on the way, dinner maybe?"

"No, oh, that's right," and I heard a little head-slap, "I forgot, I also found time to make a lasagna, and Caesar salad and garlic bread."

I could hear the pride in her voice and I was impressed but I couldn't leave it alone; "What, no dessert?"

"Wise ass," she scoffed and then came right back, "Yeah, I ran out of heavy cream and didn't have time to milk the cow, so if you want to stop and pick up some gelato on your way, that would be sweet of you."

Challenge accepted; "Gelato it is; see you in a bit. Love you."

"Love you more," she giggled and the line went dead.

"Shit," I said to myself as I pulled over to the side of the road. I Googled 'Gelato' and guess what, not a bloody gelato store within driving distance. I scrolled and scrolled until I found an Italian restaurant listed that bragged about their homemade gelato and thankfully it wasn't too far out of the way. I got there before the dinner rush and was able to sweet-talk the Italian grandmother that owned the place into selling me a couple quarts of her famous Straciatella Gelato, which is like an Italian version of chocolate chip ice cream.

I finally got home and was greeted by the aroma of lasagna and bread. "I'm home," I announced as I made my way, following my nose. 

"Hi lover," came Britt's muted reply. I moved further into the kitchen and found her bent over the open oven door. "Damn it," I said as I took in the view; "I have got to start just carrying a camera with me." A giggle echoed from the oven. Presumably, but not guaranteed, I caught Britt checking on her lasagna. Bent at the waist, her long legs descended into a pair of black stilettos; must have had five inch heels. Retracing my steps back up her toned calves and thighs, her bountiful ass was almost clad in a tiny leopard print thong that rode high on her hips. 

I sat my gelato on the counter and moved in for a closer view. Her long backside, muscular and curvy seemed to run forever. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a pony-tail and hung to one side over her shoulder. It's then that I notice that the only thing she wore on top was a lacey apron that tied at her waist and around her neck. Allowing me a minute to take it all in, Britt slowly straightened and turned to me, proudly holding her finished lasagna. She smiled and posed, one stiletto clad foot slightly forward, long legs going on forever. The apron finished smartly at the top of her panties and sculpted inward, matching her curve for curve. At the top, her boobs peaked out the top and sides of the lace fringe.

Again, I grabbed the only camera I had handy, my damn cell phone and Britt held the pose while I got my shot. Like any good model, she turned and I got a shot of an incredible profile and finally, a shot of her gorgeous backside. "So what's with the outfit?" I asked, quickly adding, "not that I'm complaining or anything."

"I don't know," she answered as she carefully sat the bubbling hot concoction on the counter. "I found this," tugging at the skimpy apron, "in a drawer here while I was looking for a regular apron. I thought it was kinda sexy and figured I'd go ahead and complete the look." She posed again without the lasagna prop and I drank it all in; she looked amazing, as usual. She sauntered up to me and we shared a deep kiss as my hands wandered over her bare back, settling on her minimally covered derriere.

"So where are the girls?" I asked as we continued to hold one another close. 

"They were in the shower when you came in," she said, giving me another soft kiss. "They should be out in a minute. You want to help me set the table?"

"Nah, I just want to stay like this for awhile," stealing another kiss as I ran my hands over her butt, stealing my fingers under the animal print. 

Britt moaned into our kiss with renewed enthusiasm, her fingers entangled in my hair; "Mmmm, smells good!" broke the moment. Gina and Kate followed their noses into the kitchen as Britt and I reluctantly released one another's lips. "Oh good, George is home, we can eat now, "Kate, the diminutive one giggled. She and Gina entered the kitchen wearing t-shirts, my t-shirts mind you, and little else if I had to guess. Barefoot, Gina's long sculpted legs went on forever, my shirt just covering her bubble butt; her generous breasts stretching the fabric. The same size shirt came almost to Kate's knees while the v-neck left her little tits nearly exposed. Their long hair hung straight, still damp from the shower.

Gina headed for the cupboard to retrieve some plates while Kate opened the silverware drawer. Still in Britt's arms I asked indignantly," What, no 'welcome home' kiss?" Britt gave me one more and released me, giggling as she went back to check the lasagna.

"God, so needy," Gina said as she set the plates on the counter next to me. She stood before me with a perturbed look and then took my head in her hands and kissed me hard, her tongue searching for mine. My hands went instinctively, yeah, you've got it, to her butt and I pulled her tight. She wrapped one long leg around mine and we ground against one another, my hands now on bare butt, kneading her tight buns. As quickly as she had initiated the kiss, she stopped and looked me in the eye, my head still in her grasp; "All better now?" Her face held a serious expression until I gave her butt another squeeze and she broke out in a smile.

"Yeah, all better," I replied, giving her a parting buss before I let her go.

"I suppose you want one from me too?" little Kate asked from the other side of the kitchen. She too tried to give the impression that it was some kind of inconvenience or something. 

"Nah," I said dismissively as I turned my back to her; "I'm okay." I grinned at Britt who was facing me and her expression and the sound of little bare feet running the length of the kitchen told me I'd gotten the reaction I was looking for. I turned just in time to catch Kate in mid-air as she launched herself at me.

"Why you..." she snarled as I gathered her up in my arms. Hers surrounded my neck as her legs clamped my torso. My hands were free then to, yeah, yeah, you know, grab her by the butt. Her cheeks were just a bit more than a hand full and firm as can be. Her lips and tongue sought out mine as my fingers met in that sweet divide and Kate moaned in my mouth as a stray finger rested on her rosebud. 

Before either of us got carried away, Britt called out, "Dinner is served." Kate ground her lips on mine one more time; "You can let me down now," she whispered. I pressed the pad of my finger against her asshole once more, eliciting a soft whimper before I sat her back on her feet.

We all sat down and before we started eating Britt tapped the side of her glass with her fork; "I'd like to make a toast," she said. We all grabbed our glasses and waited for what I think was our first formal salutation since we'd all been together. "To George for taking the big step and following his dream and to Gina and Kate for their new-found adventure into the business world."

"Cheers," came the chorus and the clinking of fake crystal. "And if I may," I interjected, "To Britt for bringing us all together and making it all possible." 

More 'Cheers' followed by the lovely blonde blushing and her eyes glistening; "And I should add, I love your outfit," referring to the tiny lace apron she wore; "and I think whoever is in charge of dinner should be required to wear it." Of course I was thinking about the other two roomies wearing stilettos and panties with the apron as they took charge of an evening meal, not thinking of who really did most of the cooking here; moi.

"All in favor say 'Aye'," Britt whooped as the other two joined in, laughing loudly. "The 'ayes' have it. Baby, I think you'll look great in the apron, but we may have to give you a pass on the heels. We don't want you to hurt yourself," she giggled. 

"Okay, okay," I huffed, giving into my faux pas; "Let's eat before it gets cold." The girls giggled and let it pass as we all dug in and moaned our appreciation as we attacked Britt's sumptuous offering. The dinner conversation continued between bites and burps. We talked about the girl's final push to move their online business here to the warehouse and we finalized in our heads what they really needed as far as the building was concerned. Tomorrow they would spread out everything as though it was on shelves and determine how much room they needed. I reassured them that size didn't matter, which got me the laugh I'd hoped for, but when I questioned again the need for a couch, I was quickly over-ruled.

Done with dinner, we all pitched in with the clean-up, all of us at one point or another giving the cook a loving caress of the butt. When it was all squared away, I took orders for coffee and was given the so richly deserved kudos I deserved for coming up with the gelato. We took the coffee and dessert into the living room; "So Katie," I said, "I hear you're finally going to shoot the boudoir job."

"Yeah," Kate bubbled, excited for her first real solo shoot. "It got bigger too. There is another woman that wants to do the same thing for her boyfriend, so that'll be fun."

"I take it you're still doing it on location?" I asked.

"Yes, so if it's okay with you, I might borrow a couple lights and a reflector or two; I'm not really sure what I'm getting into," she replied.

"That'd be fine, and make sure you have a couple different wide angles with you and if you want, take the transmitter and a laptop too."

"Oh god, that would be great. I can't tell you how much it means to be able to do this. In fact, I got my schedule in the mail today for school and I'm kind of thinking about changing to an art major or something that involves photography or maybe even a marketing major; something like that. Between the studio and the swimwear business, I'm starting to re-think a lot of things."

"Well that's cool," I said. "I've always said that even if you don't know what you want to do when you get out of school, you should try to get into a major that you enjoy and then if everything works out, you'll be able to apply that to whatever you do for a living afterwards."

There was an intermission while we concentrated on the gelato before it melted in our bowls. "Mmm, that is really good," Gina licked her lips in approval; "Now don't ever buy it again!"

"Yeah," giggled Britt as she stretched her tongue out to try to lick out the bowl. "This stuff is contagious. If they sold it next door, I'd have a butt so big I couldn't get it through the front door."

"Yeah, we don't want that," Kate said as she ran her finger around in the bowl, wiping up the dregs before making a scene of sucking the chocolaty bit of heaven off her digit; "Your ass is perfect now."

"Aww thanks Katie, I think you have the perfect butt; just enough to get a good grip on," Britt countered as she sat her bowl on the coffee table. 

"Well as the resident authority on the female bum, I think you all have 'perfect' butts," throwing out the air quotes. Then I quickly decided I needed to change the subject before I got in trouble on not picking one particular butt as the perfect one. "So all you have left to do is move clothes racks and that kind of thing;" pondering the best way to clean out my bowl without embarrassing myself.

"Yeah," said Gina who sat her bowl on the table. "We have some of the display racks that we really don't need, but they're too nice to leave behind and a couple of tables and chairs and I guess we'll take the sales counter too. I'm not sure what we'll do with it; maybe we can sell it."

"Did you offer to leave it in case the new tenant can use it?"

"Yeah, but the building owner doesn't want to screw with it if the new people don't want it. He doesn't have it rented yet, so we have no one else to offer it to. If it's okay, since we're moving the rest of the stuff here, we'll just throw that on and maybe you can look at it and see if you think it's even worth trying to sell."

"That'll work," I said, leaning back and adjusting my waistband. "Odd that I can't even visualize what it looks like; I've obviously seen it before."

"Yeah," giggled Kate, pulling up her legs to sit cross-legged on the couch, flashing her little slit at me; "you were leaning on it when Gina and I sucked your cock the other day." Gina and Britt laughed at Kate's matter-of-fact comment.

"I do remember that damn thing digging into my back," I said, joining in with a chuckle.

"And that is just the reason we need a couch," Kate said with authority. Gina and Britt really busted up and I just threw my hands up in defeat.

"So back to the original topic; you're sure you don't need any help on Saturday, you know, disassembling things or whatever?"

"No baby," Britt said as she stood up and started gathering the dirty bowls; "they have everything under control, don't worry about it. Becky has already arranged to take Saturday off to go with you out to the ranch; you'll have a good time." And she gave a knowing wink and turned and we all three watched with admiration as her almost leopard-clad butt bounced out of the room.

** Saturday morning **

Somebody must have slipped me a mickey. I awoke alone and there was nothing but dead silence, a rarity here. I wandered into the bathroom and did my thing and then into the kitchen. "Odd," I said to no one and stuck my head in Gina and Kate's room; also vacant. I went to look out the front door and there hung the note.

'Good morning sleepy-head. Kate and Gina were anxious to get started so they snuck in and woke me up. In case you've forgotten, you're to pick up Becky at her store around nine. 

Love you and have a good time...wink, wink.'

XXXXXX Britt

A quick glance at the clock told me I had plenty of time to get ready so I wandered back into the kitchen, fired up the coffee maker and back into the bathroom for a lonely shower. I threw on a pair of jeans and an old pair of Justin boots and a button down shirt and after a quick breakfast, I headed out the door. Taking a quick mental inventory of the day ahead, I made a quick detour upstairs and grabbed a camera in case I wanted to take some preliminary shots of the area.

I pulled into the western store's parking lot right at 9 o'clock. Figuring that Becky was probably waiting inside, I tried the front door only to find it locked. The sign said they opened at 10 on Saturdays so I knocked on the door. After a couple minutes a cute blonde with a short pixie haircut, tight jeans tucked inside her boots and a pink long-sleeve western shirt with fringe glanced through the glass door. She smiled and fumbled with the door lock.

"Hi, I'm Ge..."

"Becky, your boyfriend's here," the petite cowgirl shouted over her shoulder as she opened the door. "Hi, I'm Kayla," she said as she grabbed my hand and pulled me inside, locking the door behind us.

"Hi Kayla, I'm Geo..." I started to say once again.

"Hi George, I knew who you were just by Becky's description of you," as she gave me a quick head to toe perusal. Her cheeks reddened slightly as I caught her pausing around the belt buckle area. We were both saved from the awkward moment as a familiar voice came up behind me.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 24



"Good morning George, good to see you again." I turned just in time to meet Ginny as she reached out to hug me and pulled my head down for a quick kiss on the cheek. She was adorned much like I last saw her except for the couple extra undone buttons that offered an abundant amount of cleavage. Ginny took me by the hand and led me into the store; "Becky's in back; she'll be out in a minute. Can I get you some coffee or anything?"

"No thanks," I said as I sat in a seat she offered me. Surrounded by boots I flashed back to the shoe store where Becky and Britt ambushed me, leading to an evening I won't forget until I take my last breath. Ginny's voice bumped me off the path before my mind took me to the dressing room of that famous lingerie store.

"So feel free to wander around the ranch. Becky knows the place as well as anyone and if need be, she knows where I hide the spare key to the house." I felt her hand on my thigh before as she continued; "If you decide to go in the old barn or the cabin, just be real careful; I'm not sure what condition they're in and I wouldn't want either of you to get hurt." Her hand had moved dangerously close to being out-of-bounds when Becky thankfully made her appearance. 

I stood to greet her as she walked into my arms and gave me big hug. "Sorry about the boyfriend thing; Kayla has a big mouth," nibbling my ear before we ended the hug. 

"Not a problem," I said as I held her at arm's length by both hands to take her in; "I take all the good press I can get. You look very nice today." Becky released one hand and did a little pirouette. She wore a short jean skirt with a red-checked shirt that was tied under her breasts showing off her firm tummy. On her feet was a pair of short-shaft boots in red that complemented her hair color.

"Thank you kind sir, "she said with a smile and a curtsy.

"So are we ready to go?"

"Yep," she said as she skipped behind the counter and grabbed her purse. "Bye Virginia," she said as she gave her aunt a kiss on the cheek. Ginny pulled her into a hug and I heard a whispered conversation that caused Becky's cheeks to match the color of her shirt. Becky gave me an embarrassed smile as she grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the store entrance. 

I just caught Ginny's parting "Don't do anything I wouldn't do," followed by her and Kayla's laughter as Becky pulled me outside the door. 

"Kids," Becky mumbled and shook her head as she pulled me to my truck. I wasn't sure whether it was safe to laugh or stoically agree, so I just let it pass. I opened the passenger door and helped her in. Her skirt rode high up her leg, nearly to her hip, as she slid into the seat. I got an eye full before I closed the door and walked around the front of the truck. 

"I almost forgot," she said as I slid in behind the wheel; "I packed us a picnic lunch and it's in my car. We can pull around back and get it."

"Okey Dokey," I said, awarded with a giggle as I fired up the V-8. We pulled around behind the building and alongside her car; "I'll get it, "before she could open her door.

"Thanks," heading me her keys. "It's in the trunk and there's a blanket there too," giving me a wink.

I popped open the trunk that was being fully utilized; in other words, it was packed. In the center was a good sized igloo cooler that I pointed to and gave her the quizzical 'Is this it?' look. She grinned and nodded her head. It weighed a ton as I grabbed it and managed to get it into the back seat and then was reminded not to forget the blanket. I found it amongst a collection of books and shoes and various mystery boxes and bags. I closed her trunk and threw the blanket into the backseat, ready to hit the road.

Becky had moved into the 'girlfriend seat', the middle front and was buckled in and ready to go. "Is this okay," she asked sheepishly.

"Sure, why wouldn't it be?" I asked as I buckled up and turned the ignition.

"Well regardless of what Kayla says, Britt is your girlfriend, not me, and I didn't want to presume anything or...well you know," as her voice trailed off.

I gave her bare knee a squeeze before putting it in gear and heading out. Becky got me pointed in the right direction and then fiddled with the radio until she found something to her liking and turning it down to where it was just background music. "I love a full-size truck," she said as she stretched out her arms and legs. "You just can't get comfortable in a little one." 

I answered with a "uh-huh," as I was negotiating traffic. I was looking forward to getting out of town and away from all the knuckleheads I had to share the roads with everyday. Becky continued to squirm around next to me and about the time we cleared the last traffic light I was able to give a little attention to my passenger. The redhead now had her back to me, leaning against my side, her red hair draped on my shoulder. She had somehow managed to shuck her boots and had her bare feet propped up on the dash. She wiggled her delicate toes, enjoying the sun that filtered through the city-smudged windshield. My eyes followed down her long legs as they disappeared under the denim that rode up nearly to her, well you know where it stopped. It was a beautifully distracting sight and I was glad that we were on the road-less-traveled.

"So," she said, breaking the spell of her luscious legs; "Gina and Kate will have their store all moved to your place today?"

"That's the plan. They have some moving outfit that is going to load up the last of the bigger items. I offered to help, but they said that they had it covered. Britt's helping and she insisted that I keep our appointment for today."

Becky shifted in her seat and drew my right arm around behind her neck and slouched down until she was snuggled under my arm. She held my forearm and my hand rested on her bare belly; "There, that's better; are you okay?"

My fingertips played at the waist band of her skirt and she snuggled closer. "Yeah, this is nice," I said; "I always enjoy a nice ride in the country."

Her fingers played with mine as we ran down the road. The trees that lined the road cast shadows that flickered on her legs and feet. "So can I ask you a personal question?" she asked softly.

"Uh yeah, I guess," causing my fingers to halt.

She squeezed my hand, her fingers laced in mine over the top; "So I know that Britt is what you would traditionally call your girlfriend, right?"

"Uh yeah, I consider her my girlfriend."

"And Kate and Gina are...?"

I had to pause and think this through, so I straightened up a little, causing us to have to reposition ourselves. My hand moved up and Becky retained control of its placement, now firmly ensconced on her left breast. I could feel her nipple poking the palm of my hand through the multiple layers of red-checked fabric. "Well I guess if I had to title them, they would be friends...good friends."

"Friends with benefits?" she giggled as she squeezed my hand, thus squeezing her own tit. 

"Yeah," I laughed as I did my own squeezing, capturing her firm nipple between two fingers. Becky squealed and kicked her feet as I teased her.

"So," pressing her hand down firmly on mine in an attempt to make me behave; "am I a friend too?"

"Well you're certainly more than a passing acquaintance; particularly after our time together in a certain dressing room," giving her another squeeze. 

"Yeah," she sighed and relaxed her hold on my hand; "that was the best sex I've ever had. I still can't quite believe what we did in that store. Just thinking about it gets me...well you know." I could feel her blush without seeing her.

There was a long pause as she held my hand to her breast, flexing her fingers laced in between mine; "So I guess I've been wondering about how you felt about the situation you find yourself in?"

"My situation?" I asked.

"Yeah, you know, living with your girlfriend and her two friends, having sex with all three of them and then picking up the occasional stray?" She whispered the last sentence, like she was unsure whether she should say it or not.

"Well first off," pulling her tighter to me; "I don't know the Webster's definition of stray, but if you are referring to yourself, you are a beautiful woman that we happened to run into and everything that has happened after that, well you can call it fate or whatever, but we're all adults and no one is forcing anything on anyone. Trust me, in my wildest dreams; I could never imagine that my life would be like it is at this moment. I try not to think too hard on things that are out of my control."

There was another long pause; "So did that make any sense?" I asked.

"Yes and no," she replied as she slid my hand back down onto her bare belly and held it there. "I'm probably just putting too much thought into it, you know. I guess I imagine myself in Britt's position and I'm not sure I could do it, you know, share you and all. I mean, I admire her for being so confident and free but at the same time I guess I worry about what could happen between her and you, and well all of us." 

She paused again and rubbed the back of my hand with hers. "Okay, I'm definitely over-thinking this, cuz that's what I do, but say another girl comes along, say the girl from the barbecue place, the one with the tattoo."

"Yeah, Addie," I said, maybe a little too quickly.

"Yes, Addie," Becky replied curtly; "so Addie comes in for some pictures and before it's over she and Britt are all wrapped up in each other and Addie falls head over heels for her and tries to keep her for herself. What would you do, do you think?"

"Well," as I shifted in my seat once more, my fingertips nudging at the waistband of her skirt; "first off, I don't think anybody will ever keep Britt. As you may have noticed, the girl is pretty independent. If anything, she'd be the keeper, but I don't think that's in her nature either. Again, I guess I don't dwell on what-ifs and that kind of thing because in the end, I probably don't have much say in the matter. Now if you were to ask me how I would feel if Britt left me, of course, I would be hurt, but I have to assume that I would also understand why we were no longer together and that would have to make it easier to take...I think."

Becky rubbed the back of my hand, silent in thought. "Turn right at the next stop," she said, silent once more.

I made the turn and asked, "So did any of that answer any of your concerns?"

Becky pulled her feet off the dash and sat back next to me, her bare leg against my jeans. She retained control of my hand and once again I had tit in hand. "I don't have real concerns, I guess. I just see what you and Britt have and I hope someday to have someone like you in my life...I mean to have something like Britt has with you. I can't tell you how happy I am to be a part of whatever this is, you know with Britt and you and maybe the others? Like I said, I tend to over-think things or maybe just think too much. Anyway, we're almost there; another mile or so and then we'll start seeing a white fence. That's the start of Virginia's ranch."

"Well," I said as I gave her breast a playful squeeze, "We're pretty happy to have you as part of our lives now too. I know that Britt thinks the world of you and between you and me, Kate and Gina are definitely looking forward to getting to know you better, if you catch my drift." The white three-rail fence came into view and I felt Becky shiver at my mention of the other girls. We were quiet as we passed what seemed like miles and miles of fence until we came to a big double gate with stone pillars.

"Here it is," she said as I turned onto the entry road. A large banner-like sign spanned the gateway, 'Strait Shooter' spelled out in two-foot high letters.

"Strait Shooter?" I inquired as we pulled up to the locked gate.

"Yeah," as she pulled on her boots and dug around in her purse for the key to the gate; "Virginia's a big George Strait fan. I don't think her ex was too happy with her giving the ranch that name," she laughed as she slid over to the passenger door. "I'll lock the gate behind us after you pull in." She gave me a wink and bailed out of the truck and skipped over to the big wooden gates.

I pulled in and waited until she had us locked in. Jumping back in, she slid back beside me, but not before slipping in between me and the steering wheel and collecting a big kiss. "I couldn't wait any longer," she said as she sat back down beside me. "We're another half mile or so from the house," she said, pointing in the only direction we could go. I put the truck back in gear and rested my hand on her bare thigh. Shifting, Becky soon had my hand captured between her legs and I could feel the heat of excitement. She grabbed my wrist and held me there and sighed audibly.

Too soon, the road widened and a big barn came into view. As we pulled into the clearing, I spotted the main house; a big two story with a front porch and a couple hitching rails out front. On the other side of the clearing was a myriad of fences that made up a small arena and corrals. Half a dozen horses made their way to the fence when they saw us arrive. "You can park anywhere," Becky said as I found a shade tree I could tuck the cab of the truck under.

"A couple of local boys take care of the horses for Virginia when she's not here," she said as I got out of the truck and stretched the kinks out. Becky came around the truck and took my hand and led me to the corrals. She told me their names, which I quickly forgot as I watched her lovingly tend to each horse. I stood there, leaning against the fence when I felt a nudge at my crotch. I jumped back like I'd been snake bit and Becky giggled.

"That's Don," she informed me as I now looked down at the gray muzzle of a curious donkey. "He was just saying 'Hi'," she said as she walked over and squatted down to rub Don between his long ears. "Don's my buddy," she said; "Virginia rescued him from a defunct petting zoo. If I'm here for awhile, I'll let him out and he'll follow me around like a dog." She gave him a final scratch; "Okay big boy, we have things to do, but I'll see you before I go." The donkey answered with a loud bray in protest as Becky led the way to the barn.

Just inside the door, she stopped and washed her hands in a big sink and then opened a refrigerator sitting next to it. "Oh good, remind me to give them some apples before we leave, okay?"

I didn't answer as my mind tried to take in the interior of huge structure. Not near as big as my own warehouse, but architecturally, it was more than a barn really should be. Giant timber trusses spanned the building. A large hayloft made up the upper level on the far end of the building with what I assumed were tack rooms and general storage below. Along one side were stalls that connected to the various corrals outside and there was enough space for the horses and Don and at least six more of their friends. "Virginia figured she might board horses when she retires," Becky said, answering my un-asked query. The other side of the barn was evidently the motorized transportation area. There was a fairly new Dodge pick-up, an old flatbed truck, a newer looking John Deere 4-wheel rig called a Gator and a couple of older tractors. Once again keying on my interest, Becky chimed in, "The Gator is my favorite; we'll be taking it out later," as she took me by the hand and led me toward a set of stairs that led up to the hay loft.

A little bell went off in my head; "Wait a sec," as I let go of her hand, "I forgot my camera; I thought I might take some reference shots while we're here." I sprinted back to the truck and grabbed the Nikon from the backseat. Back in the barn, I looked around but Becky was nowhere in sight. "Becky?" I yelled.

"Up here," she yelled back. I followed the sound of her voice upward and spied her standing against the rail at edge of the loft. Light filtered in through small skylights, lighting the golden bales of hay stacked high behind her. I brought the camera to my eye and she instantly began to pose, changing it up every few seconds. A dozen shots later, I lowered the camera; "One more,"" she said. I looked up and watched as she untied and unbuttoned the shirt and dropped it beside her. Carefully, she stepped up on the middle board of the guard rail and leaning on the top rail, she spread her arms wide like she was going to fly. Artistically, it was an okay shot. The subject matter was great, but the denim skirt and the boots were kind of distracting.

I took a couple shots, but she couldn't move around much, balanced on the rail as she was. I lowered the camera once more, ready to move on with the tour; "Hold on, one more," she said as she stepped down from the rail. I took the moment to check the shots on the back of the camera; "Okay," she said and I looked up to see her in all her glory, standing on the top rail, naked as a jay while she held onto a rope connected to an overhead pulley.

"Jesus, be careful," I shouted, torn between taking the shot or running up the stairs to get her off her precarious perch. 

"I'm okay," she said from high above; "If I fall, you can just catch me. So how does this look?"

I now concentrated on the shot and it was hot. The light behind her glowed and enough light fell on her front to cast small shadows under her breasts and her pussy was seductively shrouded but for a glimmer reflecting off the nectar that seeped out her girlish slit. "Can you safely sweep your hair over your shoulders," I asked as I snapped shot after shot. Before I knew it I'd taken another twenty or more shots, but still worried, I shot up the stairs, three steps at a time. Becky awaited my help, still holding the rope but now facing the wall of hay and straw. I couldn't resist a couple more shots before setting the camera down and rescuing her. Her pussy was conveniently situated at tongue level and I had no option but to sample the redheads offering. I lapped the length of her lips, finishing at the tip of the arrow-shaped landing strip she so artfully maintained above her sex while my hands reached around and grabbed an ass cheek each. Becky squealed as the tip of my tongue parted her pussy. Holding tight to the rope, she swung her legs over my shoulders and then leaned in and grabbed the back of my head. Her confidence in my sense of balance strengthened me and I stepped back from the rail and turned, heading toward a pallet of bags of grain I'd spotted as I'd rushed onto the loft. 

Flying blind, I bumped into the pallet with my knees. I leaned in a bit and feeling the top of the stack at about my belt line, I felt confident enough to lean in further and deposit my prize on her back. Lucky for her, the bags were a fairly forgiving fabric as opposed to a scratchy old burlap bag. Her chest heaved as she fairly panted with anticipation. Her upper chest flushed red and her nipples looked painfully stiff. The look on her face was a cross between fear and elation, not knowing what was going to happen next but knowing she would love it, whatever was coming her way. 

I threw her a curve she didn't see coming; "Don't ever do anything like that again, "I barked; a flash of genuine panic shown in her eyes. "I should spank you good; you scared the shit out of me!" 

"I'm sorry," she squeaked, but I caught a glimmer of passion in her eyes this time as she obediently rolled over and assumed the position, on her knees, butt in the air and shoulders on the sacks of feed. My cock throbbed at her offering. I massaged each round globe for a second and without warning gave her right cheek a pop which sounded worse than it really was. Becky yelped and then moaned as I kissed the reddening area. I repeated the process three or four times until each side had a rosy glow. The moaning was continuous now as I caressed and kissed. Her tight pucker winked at me and her inner lips peaked out as I spread her ass cheeks. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 24



I'd waited long enough, spreading her cheeks wide and burying my face in her ass. "Ah jeez..." she moaned as I lapped at her asshole. I slid my tongue down and slurped up her juices. I teased her clit before moving back up and slipping my tongue as deep inside her delicious cunt as I could. I burrowed in, lapping at her inner walls as my nose probed at her sweet pucker. She was doing a lap dance on my face, squirming as I consumed her. Her pussy spasmed on my tongue as her first orgasm struck. "Yes, yes, yes," she groaned as she bucked my face. I backed off before she knocked me over and she thrust back again, trying to reacquire my tongue. 

I gave her another slap on the ass, which only intensified the gyrations. Time for another approach; I grabbed her by the hips and unceremoniously flipped her onto her back. Before she could protest I spread her legs wide and once again buried myself in my work. Driving my tongue inside her pussy, my nose niggling her clit, I slowly introduced a set middle finger to her tight ass. With tongue and finger synced, I worked her until she was babbling, groaning and trying to curse, but the words wouldn't come. In a constant state of climax, I searched for the final trigger that would cause her ultimate collapse. With a mental head-slap, I realized the missing element and let my one unoccupied hand stray up her side and then like a cat pouncing on an unsuspecting bird, I pinched an unsuspecting nipple. 

"Oh you fuck......." She cried before she lost her voice to the orgasm that overtook her. I held my place, fingers and tongue dead-still as slowly came back to earth. I finally stood back up and with my hands still on her knees; I stretched my back and neck back into alignment. Her hands grabbed at mine to help her sit back up, her butt still perched on the bags of grain. "C'mere," she said softly, pulling me to her. She pulled my face to hers and gently kissed me, the tip of her tongue tracing my lips. She worked her way outward, licking up her residual juices. "I thought Britt was about the best pussy-eater I've ever met, but I think you just took the blue ribbon," smiling and then kissing me once more. My hands wandered down her back until they rested at the crease between butt and sack. I wedged my way in until she was sitting on my hands. Becky giggled as she rocked in my palms, "You really are a butt man, aren't you?"

"Guilty," I replied, giving her cheeks a parting squeeze. "Well can we see the rest of the place now?"

"I guess," she said with mock dejection. "You wanna grab my clothes for me?"

I took the couple steps back to the pile of clothes next to the rail and picked up those and my camera. Turning back to her, she looked so cute, almost innocent, sitting there naked on the pallet of white sacks. Her legs hung down and were spread just enough to give a teasing glance at her wet sex. Her taut tummy and firm c-cups led my eyes up to her angelic face, bracketed by her long red locks. I tucked her clothes under my arm and took a couple more shots.

I helped Becky get dressed, slipping her boots back on as she stuck her legs straight out. Jumping off the pallet, she stood there naked but for the boots and I couldn't hesitate taking a couple more shots as she struck numerous poses, some seductive and the remainder just plain silly. "So what are you going to do with those pictures?" she asked as she shimmied back into her skirt and slipped her arms into her shirt.

"Just add them to my private collection I guess. Do you want copies?"

"Sure," she said, tying her shirt under her tits, neglecting the couple of available buttons. "So you suppose I could help you edit them?" as she picked up her panties, contemplating them before stepping forward and tucking them in the front pocket of my jeans. "Here, would you keep these for me; I won't need them for awhile," she smiled and then leaned up and gave me another kiss.

Taking my hand once more, she led the way back down the stairs and walked over to the John Deere rig; "Here, let's take this," sliding into the passenger seat. "Ohh," she squealed, "the seats cold," wiggling her naked ass on the vinyl to warm it up...lucky seat.

I slid into the driver's seat and it fired right up. I pulled it out of the barn and stopped, awaiting directions. "First, let's grab the cooler out of the truck and then we'll continue the tour. There's some bottled water in there too; I need to replace all the liquid you licked out of me," she giggled once more.

I just shook my head as I loaded up the cooler and handed her a water; "So where to next?"

"Well, you've seen the inside of the barn and the corrals, so maybe we should look at the back of the barn; there's some nice trees back there and then we can check out the house. After we've looked over this area, we'll take that road," pointing to the south," and that'll take us to the original barn and farm house. There's also a nice pasture that should still be pretty green and then there's the lake."

"A lake?" I asked as I maneuvered the four-wheeler around the barn.

"Yeah, I call it a lake; maybe it's just a pond. I wonder what the difference is between a lake and a pond?" she asked as I stopped the Gator and took in the landscape. There was a beautiful stand of native oaks that let filtered light through, casting shadows on the leaf litter below. A pair of squirrels played on the ground, chasing one another from tree to tree.

"This will be a nice area if we catch the light just right," I said, as I picked up the camera and snapped a couple shots. Handing Becky the camera, I fired the rig back up and turned toward the main house. It was a nice two story place with the big front porch and a deck out back that reached out toward a stream bed that probably ran pretty wide when it rained. For now, a soft trickle made a pleasant sound. "Go ahead and take a couple shots here, will you?" Becky smiled at me and then held the big camera to her eye and squeezed off a couple of shots.

"How are they?" she asked, handing me the camera.

"Here," I said; "you just push this and then these arrows let you toggle back and forth."

"Cool," she said. "I think that's in focus; the screen is kind of small."

"They're just reference shots, so it's not that critical. See the button with the magnifying glass? You can zoom in and move the picture around with the arrows if you want to check focus. So where next?"

"Oh," she said, interrupting her studies of the back of the camera. "Just down that road; we'll go see the old barn and house," still studying the camera.

"Okay," turning the Gator around and heading toward the old homestead. The 4-wheeler road pretty smoothly and the dirt road was in pretty good shape. I took my time, looking right and left, envisioning shots.

"Oh my," Becky gasped and I looked around to see what I had missed seeing. Not seeing anything except more of the same, I glanced over at her to see her fingers flying over the zoom button and the directional arrows like she'd owned the camera for years. 

"What?" I asked, keeping one eye on the road.

"Oh, well...I was just looking at the pictures you took in the barn and well, uh, well, uh, I look...well..."

"You look what? Hot, sexy, beautiful, cute, innocent... what?" I asked.

"Well all the above, I guess," she said softly as she continued to scroll back and forth. "How do you do it?" she asked. "I mean, I just stood there, or whatever, but you made me look... well, so different."

"Well first off, it's not me, it's all you. I'll take some credit for the composition and the lighting, but the real beauty is all you babe."

"Yeah, well when I looked in the mirror this morning, this isn't who was staring back at me," she said, laying the camera in her lap and then reaching over and squeezing my thigh. "Okay, around this next curve, you'll see the lake."

Sure enough, after the long sweeping turn, we were facing the small lake, or large pond, depending on the definition. Trees dotted the shore line and a large green pasture ran up to one edge of the water. A small dock also ran out into the lake with a rowboat tied up to the side of it. "Beautiful," I said as I stopped and took it all in.

"Yeah, it's one of my favorite spots,"" she sighed, her hand still on my leg. "I've only done it a couple times, but I love skinny-dipping in the lake. It's real private, so you don't have to worry about anyone seeing you," her hand working its way up my leg. She found what she was looking for and gave a little squeeze; "Not much further," she said, so I fired it back up, her hand still hanging on. 

A few hundred yards more of winding and meandering and we found ourselves in a little valley. Tucked tightly in the crease sat an old barn, leaning heavily to the left. It seemed to be held up by a giant oak that refused to let the old structure die completely. Off to the right and more in the clear was the old cabin, not much bigger than a two-car garage. The top couple of feet of the cobblestone chimney had fallen off and the front door hung askew while the windows surprisingly still retained the bulk of their glass. Any paint that had been on the lap siding was long gone and the weathered gray blended nicely with the green backdrop of the tree covered hill that sat behind the old home. 

I killed the engine once more and stepped out onto the blanket of small grasses that had worked their way through the layer of compressed decomposed granite. Without asking, Becky came up beside me and handed me my camera. It was dead quiet except for the rustling of the leaves and the chatter of the squirrels and chirping of the birds. Added to the silence was the artificial sound of the shutter of the camera as I stood in one spot and shot a 360 degree panorama, capturing the stunning redhead in one of the shots. I lowered the camera and just stood there for a moment, studying my surroundings and Becky stood silent, watching me.

I finally felt her stare and I turned to her. She had a hopeful look on her face, as though looking for approval or something. It finally sunk through my thick skull that she had suggested this as a possible shoot location and was probably waiting for my appraisal. I walked the couple of steps over to her and wrapped one arm around her bare waist and pulled her close. I stared straight ahead and she stood silent, staring in the same general direction; probably wondering what the hell I was looking at. "It's perfect; I could live here," I said and I felt her body relax and a small sigh escape her lips. 

I turned and kissed her cheek before she turned and locked her lips on mine. "I'm glad you like it, "she said and then taking my hand; "shall we see if the house is move-in ready?"

I laughed as we walked hand-in-hand toward the little shanty; "Well, it's going to need a little work I think." I cautiously stuck my head in around the front door. Dark and dank, it looked to be completely empty. "I think the bathroom may need a little work," I kidded; also testing her a little, but she was quick.

"The outhouse was over there, I think;" pointing to a pile of boards in an area between the house and the barn and the only patch of flourishing greenery other than the surrounding trees. 

"Yeah," I agreed, "It looks like that area is pretty well fertilized."

"Ewww," she said, wrinkling up her nose. 

We waltzed over to the barn and I decided to heed Ginny's advice and simply admire it from the outside. "I love this, "I said; "there are so many textures and shapes and the muted colors are beautiful. I can see a lot of shoots here other than those for your aunt. Do you suppose she'd let us come back and shoot other jobs here?"

"Oh, I think that can be arranged," Becky said, squeezing my hand. "I think Virginia has taken a shine to you, so I don't think it would take much convincing to let you come back.

"Well I'd definitely want to compensate her somehow," I said.

"Well, you better watch yourself," Becky said as she led us back toward the Gator, "she's a pretty savvy businesswoman and has been known to enjoy bartering occasionally. I saw her checking out your butt the other night. I wouldn't be surprised if she came on to you."

I started coughing; caught off-guard by her comment. "Are you okay," patting my back, like that was supposed to help me get my breath back. I looked up at her and she read my mind; "Unnhh?" she gasped; "she already did, didn't she? Virginia already hit on you. I told Britt that she'd probably go all 'cougar' on you, but I was just kidding. When did she do it? What did she say?"

I was still trying to get my act together and I grabbed the bottle of water from the Gator and took a big pull. Becky waited patiently until I was back to normal; "So, did my aunt really make a move on you?"

"Well, I don't know if you'd really call it a move or not, but there were some verbal cues if you will that might be interpreted that way; but then, maybe it was just all in jest." There, I thought, bullet dodged.

Becky stared long and hard until her eyes suddenly grew big and she inhaled sharply; "She was fitting you for jeans, wasn't she? Did she happen to need to measure your inseam?" I didn't answer right away, but I knew she knew when she stepped up and placed her hand on the growing bulge in my jeans. "I knew it," and then kissed me hard, her tongue dueling with mine as she ran her hand up and down my growing length. 

By the time the kiss was done, Becky was laughing, but still held her hand in place; "I'm gonna have to talk to her and set some ground rules I guess. I love my aunt and all but nooo...not gonna happen," and she gave a little shiver.

Eager to change the subject, I asked, "So are there any other spots that you think would make nice backdrops for us?"

Letting me off the hook, she stepped around the Gator; "Let's go check out the lake. I have a favorite picnic spot there where we can have lunch, okay?"

"No arguments from me," I said, sliding back behind the wheel and turning back toward the water. We ran along the tree line until we came to a pasture-like clearing. At the water's edge was the old wooden dock. Long in need of repair, it had a similar character to the old barn and cabin. "That's nice," I said, pointing in that direction.

"Yeah," she smiled, happy with my approval. "There, that big oak up ahead, that's where we're going."

Big oak indeed; one of the biggest trees I'd seen on the property. It had a massive canopy that provided shade and a home and market for a community of squirrels and birds. I pulled up under the fringe of the mighty tree and was consumed by the peace and tranquility that washed over us once I turned the ignition off. I just sat there for a minute and let it soak in. Becky gave me a minute and then slid out of her seat and grabbed the blanket out of the back. 

As Becky was spreading out the blanket on the leaf cushioned ground, I got out and grabbed the weighty cooler once more. I stared up into the tree as I walked toward the blanket; "I see why this would be one of your favorite places. I think everyone needs a place where they can feel at rest and take a little time to regenerate, ya' know, kind of re-group and get your head straight." I sat the cooler down on one corner of the blanket and turned to her," C'mere," I said, crooking my finger and beckoning her to me. With a sheepish grin, Becky kicked her boots of and walked barefoot across the blanket, into my arms. I hugged her tight; "Thanks again for bringing me here," I whispered in her ear. My hands wandered her bare lower back and pulled her tighter yet.

"You're more than welcome," she whispered back, her hands in my back pockets, holding me in place. We turned our heads and our lips met for an extended kiss; not the voracious, tongue dueling kiss, but a more passionate, loving kind of kiss. Regardless of the type of kiss, my lower regions responded and Becky did to, grinding away. The sound of a couple squirrels chattering overhead broke our concentration. We both glance up and spotted the pair, looking down at us.

"Well," I said, "they are either jealous or they're waiting to see what's for lunch."

Becky laughed as she let go of me; "Maybe we'll give them something to be jealous of later, but right now, I think we should have some lunch." I caught a little sparkle in her eye as she turned back to the cooler. Bending at the waist, her short skirt rose up till the bottom of her butt cheeks peaked out. I gave an appreciative whistle. "You could help, you know," she giggled, holding a Tupperware container out to her side.

"Yes Ma'am," quickly moving up next to her. I gave her bare cheek a quick caress before taking the offered container. She let out a little moan before handing me yet another container, and then another. "Who else are we feeding?" I asked, now balancing four stories of food.

"Just us," she answered; "sit those down and I'll get the rest. Do you want a beer or I have some iced tea?"

I sat the containers down and then sat down myself. From this level, her long shapely legs seemed longer yet and a bit more of her beautiful butt was in view and in the gap, her girlish slit shined. "Uh," I stuttered, "maybe I should stick to the tea. I've got a feeling it's going to be hard enough to pry myself away from this spot. If I have a beer, I'll probably be out like a light."

"You don't think I'm going to let you nap do you?" she said suggestively. She glanced over and I caught the glint again; "you could go ahead and relax a little and take your boots off." I obeyed as she brought out the drinks and some plates and napkins and sat them next to the food. "There," she said, sitting down on her knees and opening the various containers. It was a finger-food feast of sliced meats and cheeses along with some French rolls and strawberries and grapes. 

"Looks good," I said, taking the plate she handed me. "Thank you for doing all this," gesturing to the food and the horizon; "I can't think of where I'd rather be right now."

"Ah, well you're welcome and thank you," leaning over and taking a kiss. Rearranging herself, Becky laid on her side, propped up on one hand and elbow, her long legs pointing toward the water. Her skirt rode high, offering a view that rivaled the still waters beyond. We laid parallel, eating and talking about nothing in particular. A couple of the braver squirrels approached, inching closer as Becky lured them with scraps of bread. Lunch over, I lay on my back and gazed up at the labyrinth of limbs above. Becky gathered up the remains of our meal and put them back in the cooler and then joined me. Side by side, we stared up to watch the squirrels back overhead, scampering from branch to branch. I took her hand and brought it to my lips and kissed it. She snuggled closer until we gave in and I pulled her on top of me and we kissed. 

My hands sought out her ass as we moaned into our kiss. My fingers parted her cheeks as a breeze came off the water, the coolness washing over her hot sex, causing her to jump in my hands. Becky pushed herself up, straddling my belly. I reached up and untied the knotted shirt, exposing her perfect breasts once more. I ran my hands up her sides, over her tits and then under her arms before lifting her up and setting her beside me. Jumping up, I pulled my shirt off as she worked to unbuckle my belt. I watched as the redhead concentrated on getting my jeans and boxers down around my ankles. My cock sprang free, bouncing in the cool breeze.

"Step out," she said softly as she held my jeans and boxers down on the blanket. I obeyed, stepping out of each leg, careful not to fall on my ass. Becky giggled as I stretched my arms out to balance myself. I stood there wearing nothing but my birthday suit, hard-on bobbing up and down as I watched with some impatience as Becky studiously folded my clothes and sat them to the side. Back to the subject at hand, on her knees, she took me in her right hand and held me firm as she studied my manhood closely. Lifting and shifting, left to right and then back again; running a fingertip up and down the length and then tracing a circle around the shaft where the crown started. My cock lurched as she stroked the bottom of my cock at the base of the mushroom-like cap. She smiled and then placed a soft kiss on the tip.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 24



Looking up with big doe eyes, still firmly holding my dick, she said softly and with a tone of reverence, "It IS perfect!" And with that she pressed it to her lips and took me in. Her lips were velvet-smooth and her tongue soft and playful. In minutes, I couldn't have been any harder and she slowly drew me out through tightly pursed lips as she looked up at me. Her green eyes spoke volumes which she affirmed vocally as the head of my cock regrettably slipped between her lips; "Love me, please," she whispered hoarsely.

I leaned over and kissed her as I slowly lowered her onto her back on the leaf litter cushioned blanket. Becky helped with her skirt as I drew it over her hips and up her long legs, her feet resting on my chest. Now properly naked, me upright on my knees, her on her back, legs up and resting on my torso. She playfully tried to catch my erection between her toned thighs, but was soon wrestling to escape as I had her by the ankles with my tongue tickling her feet and toes. The giggling stopped as I slowly spread her legs apart, shoulder wide. I caught her eye and hers followed mine as I took in the sights before me. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath, nipples erect. Her abs were tight and I swear her belly button gave me a teasing wink. She drew in her breath and held it as I gazed at her delicate flower, her inner petals peaking out in anticipation. In one fluid motion I was on my belly, her legs over my shoulders and my mouth firmly attached to her wet sex.

"Ah Jeez..." she moaned to the squirrels peering down at her from the branches high above. For the second time that day I enjoyed her delectable pussy; a sweet peach for dessert. Becky allowed me to linger for a bit before reaching down to me. Her long fingers in my hair, she tugged; "Come here;" she insisted, spreading her lower limbs further to let me pass. I slowly made my way, kissing and nibbling as I went. Between her legs, on my knees and my hands beside her, she reached up around my neck and pulled me in for a deep kiss. Her legs wrapped around me and pulled me down on top of her, grinding her hips in hope of a connection. Frustrated, she pulled my head beside hers and growled in my ear; "Fuck me George...I want to feel your cock inside me again...please," pleading. 

Now I felt kind of bad, I couldn't recall ever having had someone beg me to fuck them. By rights, it should probably have been the other way around, but I intended to make the best of it. I pushed myself back up on my knees and with her legs spread wide, I grabbed my cock and teased her pussy; "Is this what you want baby?" the tip of my cock slipping up and down between her slick inner lips.

"Yes," she hissed and then sucked in her breath as I nudged her slit with my slick sword. "Please baby," she gasped as I let just the tip slip inside her tight portal. I held it there as she tried to plunge her hips downward. I held her at bay, as I stared down at the wondrous sight of her lips sucking on my cock head. A chattering above distracted me and I glanced up to see the pair of furry voyeurs.

"Someone's watching," I said jokingly. She wasn't laughing.

"Fuck 'em," she growled as she thrust her hips at me once more. "Fuck them and fuck me...Give me your cock!"

Her insistence made my cock throb and I slowly I made my entrance, lowering my hips and advancing. "Oh yeah,"' she moaned at about the halfway point and I stalled just long enough to straighten up and prepare for the final push. Taking hold of her wonderful legs once more, I rocked her back until her butt was off the ground and her love tunnel and my cock were in perfect alignment. Looking up at me, she bit her lower lip and then looked down at our connection. I too looked down and watched as I slowly made my way. "Ohhh...so big," she moaned as her pussy walls hugged me tight. Her hands held my hips as she coaxed me deeper inside her. Her tight pussy walls were slick and warm; "So full," she moaned. I stalled briefly to let her acclimate, and myself for that matter. Her nails dug into my hips; "All of it baby," she whispered. "I want to feel you fill me completely." 

I obliged cautiously, inching my way until I was balls deep. "Oh god," she shuddered as I gave it a little thrust to make sure I was parked completely inside her constricting cunt. I lowered myself downward until our lips met and we tongue-fucked each other's mouths as our dirty bits played. Her pussy undulated in response to my cock swelling as I clinched. "Fuck me," she mumbled as we continued our oral lovemaking. I rocked my hips as she did the same, our groins parting just enough to let us slam back together. 

A layer of sweat formed between us and I pushed up and a chill washed over us as a cooling breeze slipped between her and I. I shivered, my cock joining in and she squealed and tried to pull me back to her. "Un unh," I chastised her as I pushed myself up, arms and back straight, ready for some push-ups. Her eyes grew big as I buried my cock to the hilt in one smooth move and just as quickly withdrew. My cock was slick, just the head still hidden within.

"More," she said with a pleading look. 

"Gladly," I answered and set a cadence. Becky moaned and gritted her teeth as she lifted and rocked her hips, testing a new spot with each cycle. After a dozen strokes, she found her spot and held it for just a few more; "There...there...there," she panted until her pussy clinched and her orgasm rolled up through her pussy, ebbing into her tight belly, rippling to her belly button. I paused to let her recover; she smiled, eyes closed and hummed in satisfaction. Slowly she opened her eyes and mouthed 'wow'. 

I leaned down and kissed her once more as I slowly buried myself and reaching under her back, I rolled to mine. Becky squealed as she held on tight and found herself on top, still impaled. "Your turn," I told her, my hands sliding up over her glistening torso until I had two hands full of firm tit.

"Oh yeah," she groaned, eyes closed once more and gyrating. My cock stirred her pussy as I mauled her breasts. "Your cock feels so good in my pussy baby," she said out loud, her eyes still closed; her long red locks draped haphazardly over her shoulders and face. The pair of inquisitive rodents above chattered back and forth.

"I think they're talking about us now babe," as I brought my hands down to her waist, giving her a hint. 

She was quick to catch on as she moved her legs until she was squatting on my cock. I offered my hands to her and she laced her fingers in mine, palm to palm; "I'll give them something to talk about," she smiled as she lowered herself down and then back up. I watched as she made my stiff cock appear and disappear over and over. "Where does it all go?" she asked. I looked up to see her smiling at my raptured concentration.

"You little..." I said as I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her down on top of me. She laughed and then moaned as I slipped out of her. I hugged her tight and kissed her as we rolled around on the blanket. I was glad for the reprieve because I don't think I could take much more before I popped my cork and I was enjoying myself too much to let it end that soon. On my back, I held her tight and ran my hands over her backside. She began to relax and dropped her head beside mine and purred in my ear. 

"The sun feels good," as it found its way through the canopy above and warmed her back. "Here," she said as she rolled off and lay beside me, the sun now warming both our fronts; "Doesn't that feel good?" she asked. Her question coincided with her hand finding my half-stiff and sticky cock, so I wasn't quite sure how to answer.

"Your hand or the sun?" I asked as my own hand crept toward her pussy.

"Either," she answered in a low moan as my middle finger parted her moist slit. We lay there for a couple minutes, just teasing one another; testing to see who would break first. My cock was at full mast and drooling while her pussy lips panted as my fingers played amongst the petals. 

I finally won the battle; "Enough!" she barked as she rolled over onto all fours, facing the water. I just lay there, taking in the sights. Her perfect ass cheeks flanked an anxious pussy, lips wet and wanting. Dropping down to her rest her head on the blanket, she reached back with both hands and spread her cheeks while glaring back at me. Her pussy lips gaped and an inviting entrance magically opened. Perched just above was her puckered star, pulsating as her breathing became more labored. I watched, entranced as two long fingers on one hand slid between her distended pussy lips before plunging into her eager pussy. Becky moaned, still staring at me as she fingered herself slowly. The tone of her moan changed and I glanced up to see a finger from her other hand burrow itself into the sweet pucker that was her ass. Finding a rhythm, she closed her eyes and pleasured herself for me. I could feel my heartbeat in my cock; it was time to join in. 

On my knees, I crawled up behind her and got a closer view. The only sound was a gentle rustling of the leaves above and the obscene slurping sound of her fingers working over her pussy and ass. I slowly leaned in and put a hand on each ass cheek and spread them wide enough to accommodate my face and tongue. The moaning increased as my tongue worked over any place it could get to. Licking fingers as they slipped in and out, tonguing her taint when I could sneak in. 

My cock reminded me why we were there and I agreed; it was time. I straightened up, still on my knees and took hold of the wrist attached to the hand and fingers that were still hard at work in her perfect pussy. She groaned in protest as I snaked her arm out of under her and brought her fingers to my mouth. Her other fingers, two now, continued to rock her ass and I inched closer until my dick was aligned with her open snatch. With intentional precise timing, I took her two pussy soaked fingers in my mouth and sucked mightily at the same time I slipped my cock inside her, slipping effortlessly to the hilt. 

"Fuuuckkk meee!" she cried as her pussy clinched my invading cock and another orgasm rolled up and down my length. Pleased with the outcome, I released her hand and grabbed her hips and slowly withdrew, just leaving the tip in and then buried my cock once more. I could feel both fingers in her ass against my cock, and as she moved like she was going to withdraw them, I hurriedly grabbed her wrist to stall her move. She wiggled her fingers and I thought I'd bust my nut right there and she moaned as I pushed her hand tighter to her ass. 

My cock throbbed as I continued to fuck her tight pussy, staring down at her fingers and my cock buried deep within her. Becky struggled to push herself up on one hand and twisted to look back over her shoulder. Looking through strands of sweat-soaked hair she glared at me; "Bet you'd like to fuck that ass, wouldn't you?" I replied by pushing my cock deeper; she winced as my cock pushed at her cervix. "Britt said I should let you fuck my ass...says it feels fuckin' fantastic!" My cock throbbed again as I continued to abuse her tight sex. 

Becky whipped her head, trying to get the hair off her face, moaning she kept stroking her fingers in and out of her ass, trying to pinch my cock through the thin inner walls. Her pussy rippled over my cock as another orgasm rolled though her. "Oh God..." she moaned as she rocked to stay upright on her one extended arm. On impulse I let go of her wrist and reached out and grabbed the only thing within reach; her hair. Becky did what she had to do and caught herself with her now freed hand, again now on all fours. We both paused a split second to adjust to the new arrangement. I had a hand full of red hair and a lonely cock. I stared down at her gaping asshole and debated on what to fill it with. As I was contemplating my dilemma, I pulled back on her hair and her pussy squeezed my cock and she moaned, pushing back; "Fuck yeah, ride me cowboy!"

Now was not the time to get cute; my cock had taken about all the teasing it could handle and I was ready for the grand finale. I gave her a quick slap on the ass and reined her in, pulling back the handful of ginger hair, my balls slapping her clit. Becky bucked as she whimpered "yes...yes...yes...fuck my pussy...fuck...fuck...fuck!" I held on tight, pulling on her hair with one hand, the other grasping her hip. The cool breeze had stalled and the sweat rolled down my brow, dripping off my nose. My chest hair was soaked and I could feel the sweat running down my back into the crack of my ass. I had to cum soon or pass out. Becky was in a state of constant orgasm and she too was about at the end of the ride.

"Cum for me baby," she stuttered; "Fill my pussy, I wanna feel your cock fill me...ahhh!" as another orgasm took hold. I continued to plunge in and out of her slick snatch, the wet squelching sound echoed around us.

Finally, I felt it deep inside; balls tightened and I pulled back once more. "Oh baby," the redhead pleaded, looking over her shoulder. I happened to glance down just as I was ready to make my final drive and there was her asshole, crying out for attention. Becky's eyes grew large as she looked back and felt my thumb slip deep into her ass as I drove my cock one last time into her convulsing cunt.

"OH FUCK!!!" was the chorus as our climaxes synced. I let go of her hair and wrapped my arm around her waist as my cock spewed time and again, filling her to the brim and I held tight as her pussy strangled my cock, wringing out every bit of cum I had to give. I'm not sure who was holding who up, but we managed to stay upright, catching our breath as the breeze picked back up once more. We shivered as we stayed locked together, the occasional aftershock making us jump and giggle. 

"I don't think I can move," I said as I lay my head on her back and hugged her. I wiggled my thumb in her butt and she moaned, squeezing my cock in return.

"I wish Britt was here," Becky said, willing her pussy to suck at my overworked dick. I managed a questioning 'huh?' "I'd have her suck your cum out of my pussy the way I did to her in the dressing room that night."

"Ah fuck," was my response as my cock lurched and unloaded one last round inside her.

"Oh yeah!" she squealed with laughter as her pussy responded one more time.

I was done, rung out, ridden hard and put away wet...whatever. Releasing my hold and with the grace of a drunken frat boy, I collapsed behind her, thumb and cock wrenched free and without forethought.

"Aww," she moaned, now feeling empty and cold. I mustered enough strength to reach out and coax her to lie down beside me and we wrapped our arms around each other and drifted off to sleep. 

The nap was a short one, interrupted by the cooling breeze and the constant racket of the squirrel family above us. Becky shivered and pulled my arms tighter to her chest, wiggling her butt on my crotch. I threw one leg over hers and drew her in tight and she hummed happily. "It's later than I thought," she said, noting the sun low above the surrounding hills.

"Yeah, we better get a move on," I replied, only hugging her tighter and nuzzling her neck. 

Becky giggled and rocked her hips some more, trying to get a rise out of me, but another cold gust came off the lake and I made the command decision that it was indeed time to leave. "C'mon sweet cheeks," I said as I rolled back and gave her a little slap on that perfect butt; "we need to head for the barn."

"Okay," she moaned as she stood up cautiously. I too took my time to get realigned as I stood, stretching for the limbs above. "Eww," she said and I looked over to see what elicited that remark. My cock jumped as I watched her rake the inside of her thigh with two long fingers, gathering the mixed concoction that seeped out of her pussy. She brought it to her lips and licked her fingers clean as she looked me in the eye. My cock responded and she smiled as she took another swipe of our excesses; "Want some?" she offered, holding out her hand. I don't think she really thought I'd take her up on her offer, but her eyes grew large when I stepped up to her and sucked on her fingers one at a time, my eyes locked on hers.

"Oh god George," she shivered as she stared at her fingers in my mouth, "my pussy's wet again." My hand dipped down for confirmation and sure enough her pussy juices had welled to the surface once more. I slipped on finger in to check the depth and she quickly grabbed my wrist with her available hand. "No more," she whimpered; "I don't think I can take another orgasm right now."

I withdrew her digits from between my lips and pulled her tight to me. My nearly rigid cock poked at her belly as I took her lips to mine and we kissed long and hard, our tongues taking over the lovemaking. Her hand found my cock as my finger lingered in her cunt and we moaned in our kiss. Any longer and we were destined to a repeat performance, but another chilly gust brought us to our senses. 

"Okay, okay," she said, releasing me. "I so want to fuck you again," she said, her forehead against mine, eye to eye, "but it's gonna be dark soon and I need to rinse off." And with that, she broke free and laughed as she sprinted toward the lake. I blindly followed, hard-on leading the way, not giving a thought as to the impending water temperature that awaited. 

"Ah shit," I said as I tried to slow before my junk was submerged in the freezing waters. Becky turned and laughed as she squatted until she was shoulder deep in the frigid lake.

"Don't be a baby," she said, still laughing as I danced to stay above the waterline; "just go ahead and get wet, it's not that cold."

Not to be outdone by a girl, macho fool that I am, I moved deeper until I was standing chest deep. Becky joined me and gave me a hug; "see, it's not that bad," splashing the freezing water onto my chest. Before I could retaliate, she wisely stopped and I felt her groping for my manhood. Latching on, she gave me a sympathetic look; "Oh, maybe it is cold," and then laughing, she turned and made for the shore.



Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 25



** Sunday morning **

I got in late last night after a long day of scouting a ranch for a photo shoot next week and a bunch of sex. Our red-headed friend Becky works at a western wear store that is owned by her aunt, a feisty older woman named Virginia, or Ginny as her friends call her. Ginny just happened to need some photo work done for the store and Becky quickly recommended us for the job. Ginny owns a small ranch outside of town and both she and Becky thought that it would be the ideal place to shoot for her store. Britt, my business partner, lover and best friend insisted that Becky and I visit the ranch to scope it out while she and our other roommates, Kate and Gina, finished closing down their bikini boutique and move all the contents to my warehouse. Since buying out the business from an old friend, John, the girls decided that they would be an on-line company only. Between that and going to school, they will be a busy bunch of girls. All three of them, Britt included, are also students at the local state college and the fall semester starts soon.

As I was saying, I got home late and I was bushed. I'd always heard that redheads could be wild and insatiable and Becky was doing her part to live up to that reputation. Becky and I had been together once before on a wild evening in a couple of stores at the local mall. She and Britt had orchestrated the whole event that culminated in a threeway fuck-fest in a dressing room at a famous lingerie store. Out at her aunt's ranch, other than a few representatives from the equine family, we had the place to ourselves and Becky decided to work out a few fantasies that she had stored up over the years. Before we'd left the ranch, she'd had her pussy eaten in the hayloft and fucked three ways from Sunday under the canopy of a majestic oak. I was pretty well satisfied with the day's accomplishments, but Becky had one more fantasy to fulfill. After a quick bite at the local BBQ joint for dinner, I took Becky back to her car at the store. Evidently the dark parking lot and my big truck were too much to pass up, so we finished off the evening with an awkward fuck in the cab of the truck.

When I finally did get home, all was quiet. I tip-toed around and found Kate and Gina in their bed, fast asleep and spooning under the sheets. I crept into the master bedroom and found my love, Britt, face down on the top of the bed, bare-ass naked. Her long blonde hair was artfully fanned out over her back, reaching nearly to her perfect butt. Her long, sculpted legs were spread just enough to offer a glimpse of her sweet slit. 

More often than not, when I did catch Britt asleep alone in our bed, she was in some kind of provocative pose. It seemed like it must have been wholly intentional, but her cute snore gave proof that she just naturally looked sexy while she slept. Once again, lack of a decent camera frustrated me and I thought of what a great series of photos I could have been amassing of my statuesque lover in slumberous repose. I slipped into the bathroom and took a quick shower, washing away any evidence of Becky and my romp on the ranch.

** The next morning**

I awoke with sweet kisses on my neck and shoulder and a soft hand firmly gripping my morning wood, stroking ever-so --slightly. "Sweet dreams?" Britt asked as she shifted to kiss my lips, half lying on my chest. I could feel her stiff nipple on her perfect c-cup breast poking at mine.

"Mmm," I replied in her kiss. My left arm pulled her to me as my right hand ran over her backside. She moaned in turn as I caressed her firm butt cheek.

"So how was the ranch?" her hand still on my cock, running up and down my length.

"It was fine; nice place," I replied, continuing the bum massage.

"And Becky," she asked, her grip a little tighter.

I tried not to smile at her obvious intent of squeezing information out of me, as it were. "Becky was fine; very helpful," I answered.

Her eyes narrowed at my answer, pursing her lips in frustration. "Anything else?" as she ran her thumb over the head of my dick, gathering the drop of pre-cum that had perked out.

Enjoying the tease, I answered, "We had a nice picnic lunch," just able to contain my moan as she played with my slick crown. 

Britt growled a little in my ear before running her tongue around it, nibbling at the lobe. Her grip tightened a bit more, the stroke slower; "Anything else?" It was obvious what she wanted to hear about, but in all honesty, even though she sort of set up the whole thing, I didn't think it was right to talk about the private goings on between Becky and I. Sure, I knew that as soon as Becky and Britt got together there would be a blow-by-blow narration of the entire day and somehow, that was okay with me. 

I turned my head to capture her lips and kissed her hard, my distraction tactic. Our tongues dueled, her hand moved a bit faster as I explored the crack of her ass. I thought I was in the clear when she suddenly stopped, squeezing my cock to the point that it almost hurt. She lifted her head and stared down at me, a bit of a glare. "Nice try Mister...now spill it," easing her grip and moving up and down in incremental amounts. 

I smiled back up at her, which only pissed her off more and then my middle finger found her rosebud and applied pressure. She bit her bottom lip and rocked her hips a bit, trying to contain a pleasurable moan. "You know a gentleman never tells tales," slipping the tip of my finger into her ass.

"Oh you fuck..." she moaned out loud. Momentarily distracted, I physically dragged her by the ass over the top of me until her pussy was planted on my face and I went at her like a dog on a bone. "Holy shit," she cried as I had an ass cheek in each hand and spread her wide and feasted on her wet cunt. Her first orgasm came quick as I buried my tongue in her pussy, my stubble-covered chin grated her clit and my nose poked at her pink pucker. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." she chanted as she ground her crotch on my face. On the downhill side of a face-quenching climax, Britt remembered my cock and I felt it slip inside her warm, wet mouth. Determined to return the favor, she worked my cock, taking it as only she could, deep into her throat. Her nose nudged my balls as she tried to swallow me whole.

"Oh baby," I mumbled as I French-kissed her pussy. Lubrication abounded as I gathered up a couple fingers full and approached her ass once more. Her pussy clinched on my tongue as my middle finger made entry into her tight tush. I felt her groan on my cock as I stroked my finger slowly, my tongue still playing inside. The duel was now in full swing to see who succumbed first. I figured I had a two-to-one advantage along with the fact that the pump was primed after her first climax. Britt was up for it though and was working my balls with one hand while her talented mouth had complete control of my swelling dick. Britt squirmed on my face, either trying to get free or smother me, one or the other. Instinctively, I reached up with my free hand and gave her a swat on the ass before I grabbed a handful and held on tight. I spread her cheeks more, burying my face as deep as I could, growling as my tongue fucked her. 

Cross-eyed, I tried to focus on the sight of my finger probing her constricting ass. Her moaning was constant now, reverberating on my throbbing cock. My balls were soaked with her saliva and she continued to massage them, working my cum upward. Occasionally I felt a stray finger slide over my taint, in search of my ass, but I would clinch my butt and push myself further into the mattress; no way was she going there! After what seemed like hours, we were both ready to fall over the edge. Britt's body seemed to vibrate, building pressure before the final eruption and my balls were in hiding, clinched and ready. Holding on for all I was worth, one final tactic jumped to the front of my brain, directing my middle finger on my other hand. Britt inhaled deep and squirmed even more when she felt the second finger knocking at her back door. 

In a split second, victory was mine. My lover had an off-the-scale orgasm rip through her, her pussy walls undulating on my tongue, trying to draw me in even further as her ass did its best to try and expel the two intruders that were buried as deep as my anatomy would allow. I held my ground, doing my best not to drown in a river of sweet pussy nectar and in defense I did my best to choke her, letting loose a torrent of cum deep into her gullet. Ever the trooper, Britt never flinched, swallowing load after load until I was spent. 

Depleted of all my reserves, I collapsed, releasing my hold on her, eliciting a sad sigh. Britt released her hostage, my spent cock flopping onto my belly. "Come here," I said, grabbing her by the hips and spinning her end-for-end on top of me once more. Our eyes met and hers glistened as she looked down on me. A telepathic spark caused my heart to flutter and my own eyes betrayed my emotions. My lover parted her lips to speak but before she had a chance to utter a word, I took her head in both my hands and brought our lips together.

The kiss was one of those long, lingering kisses; a loving kiss I'll call it; nice and moist but not one of those ravenous, dick straightening kisses. If kisses were kind of like a foreign language or a secret code, this one translated to 'I Love You'. We both uttered audible sighs when our lips parted and I rolled us to our sides, still face-to-face, all body parts touching that could. For a moment we just looked at one another, telepathically urging the other to speak first. "I love you so much," I whispered first as I ran my free hand up her side. The words or maybe the touch brought a shiver that washed over her. I pulled her in tighter and she kissed me softly once more and licked my lips with the tip of her tongue and then whispered back, "I love you more."

We finally drug ourselves out of bed and the rest of the day was spent with Kate and Gina in the warehouse moving stuff around until we finally came up with a layout for the room I was going to build for them in the front corner of the warehouse. There was the occasional question about the ranch and what I thought the shoot on Saturday would be like, but Britt must have given the girls the heads-up on my 'Don't kiss and tell' philosophy. Like all Sundays, it ended too soon, another work week looming.

** Monday **

All my girls were sound asleep when I quietly snuck out of the house to begin another work week. Most of the morning, I was in this kind of mental fog, thinking about the construction work coming to an end and the photography business taking over. There were so many things I had to get done to make a clean break from the building business and at the same time, I wanted to make sure that I really hit the road running when the photo biz was my only job; thank god for Britt!

Right on cue, the Bluetooth jangled in my ear; "This is George."

"Hey baby," came the voice that took me to a better place every time I heard it; "How's your day going?"

"Well it's better now," I answered.

"Aww...well I'm sorry you didn't get your good morning kiss this morning," she said huskily; my cock stirred.

"I didn't want to wake you, but you did get your kiss," I said.

"Oh baby, I'm sorry, I didn't even notice. I must have really been out of it," she said apologetically.

"Hey, no worries. You looked so cute laying there all curled up that I didn't want to wake you. I didn't figure a kiss on the butt would wake you anyway, but let me tell you, it was hard not to give it a little nibble."

"Oh baby," she replied in her innocent little girl voice, "Don't ever worry about waking me to give me a kiss, but you probably wouldn't have gotten to work on time," she giggled.

"Yeah, that's kinda why I didn't wake you; so anyway, you called me; what's up?"

"Oh yeah, well it's been a busy morning so far. I confirmed Kate's shoot for tomorrow so we're good to go there and we got an email from one of the local television stations wanting to talk about shooting some promo shots, you know, head shots of some of the on-air people and that kind of thing."

"Well that would be different," I said. "I'd have thought that they had people in-house for that, but maybe all they do is video, so..."

"Yeah, that's what I'm thinking too. How do you want me to reply?"

"Well did they ask for anything specific like pricing or anything like that?"

"No, now that I read it again, it looks like they are just asking if we are interested in doing the work. I could reply that we are interested and give them our website if they don't already have it and offer to set up a meeting or a phone call to discuss the specifics. How does that sound," she asked.

"That works for me babe, anything else?"

"No I guess not," she replied, this time sounding a bit disappointed. 

I waited for a second and then asked warily, "Is everything okay?"

"Huh?" sounding like she'd just snapped out of a daydream; "Oh yeah, sorry baby. I was thinking about you kissing my butt this morning and hearing your voice and all, I guess I just miss you is all. I know it's silly, but the more I think about you being here all the time, you know, with me, well I'm just anxious I guess."

My heart did a little flutter, a common occurrence here lately; "Yeah, you say that now," I kidded. "After a couple days," I continued," you'll be looking for things for me to do just to get me out of your hair. I've been told more than once that I'm kind of a dick when it comes to being a boss."

"Ha," she cracked, "I don't believe that for a minute, but then they don't have the secret weapon that I have to keep you from turning into a tyrannical slave-driver."

"Oh really; and what secret weapon would that be?"

"Well," she said, her voice low and husky, "If you get a bit testy and somewhat of a dick, well...I'll just suck on yours until you behave."

"Okay," I laughed. "Now you've done it. I'll probably be an asshole two or three times a day now."

"Yeah, and don't you forget that two can play that game, buster" she laughed. "I get real cranky if I don't get off a least three or four times a day!"

"Alright, alright," I said in mock defeat; "The state says I have to give you a lunch and two breaks in an eight hour workday, so a couple of quickies for break, and a good old-fashioned fucking at lunch; how does that sound?"

All I heard was laughing and snorting on the other end. She finally caught her breath; "Oh god baby, you missed your calling as a labor negotiator. I'll sign that contract anytime you want. God I can't wait until you're here every day. Shit, I'm so horny now; my pussy's leaking like someone left the tap on."

"Well I'm sorry babe," trying to get the kink out of my dick, lodged in my pants; "I guess you'll have to take care of that little problem yourself this time."

"Fat chance," she moaned and I visualized her sitting in the office, legs up on the desk with her fingers buried in her slick snatch; "You forget, I have two able and willing girlfriends here now, working away downstairs. In fact, if I move just a little to the right here, yeah, there they are, wearing nothing but little shorts and string tops, sorting through their inventory. I'll bet you I can get a little three-way going here before you can get your dick out of your pants."

"Ah Jesus Britt," I groaned as my cock tried to snap itself in two, captured in my jeans; "You are so going to get it when I get home."

"You promise, big boy?" ...Mae West now in the building. I could hear the slick squelching sounds of her fingers working her pussy.

My destination was in sight and it would take a couple minutes before I dared leave the truck; "Crap, I gotta go babe. I love you. See you tonight."

All I got in reply was a strangled, 'Uh huh...yeah...love you too', a deep inhale and the sound of the handset dropping onto its base...dialtone.

** Tuesday morning, early **

I woke up early and a bit sore. I was snuggled up to Britt's backside, our normal sleeping position. My right hand cupped her right breast and my cock was nestled in her ass crack, a hot dog in a bun. Last night began to replay itself as I pulled her tighter and nuzzled the nape of her neck.

After our teasing phone call that left me with a set of blue balls, a bent dick and visions of her, Kate and Gina in a daisy chain, licking each other into submission; Britt saw fit to send more teasing tidbits to my phone. Throughout the rest of the day I got glimpses of various pussy's and tits, fingers and tongues in various places and then to top it off, Britt discovered the pictures I'd taken on Saturday at the ranch. Of course, the only ones she forwarded were those of Becky, our redheaded cowgirl, in various states of undress and compromising positions. Little comments like, 'lick this' or 'nice view' accompanied many of them. The last photo I got, just as I was on my way home, was a perfectly framed shot of what I immediately recognized as Britt's backside, bent over our desk, her sweet ass just waiting to be used and abused. The attached note said; 'Hurry home, we're waiting'. Needless to say, I did. 

Thankfully, home was close and I was hornier than a two-peckered billy goat as my dad used to say. I cussed the big rolling door until it finally opened and then came to a screeching halt in front of the house. I don't know if I noticed it or not, but Britt's car was the only other one there. I jumped out of my truck and yelled, "Hey Britt baby, I'm home." Since the last picture was taken in our loft/office above the house, I thought she might still be up there and would poke her pretty head out over the railing above. 

No such luck, so I closed the truck door and opened the front door and stepped into the living room. "What's all the shouting about?" came an innocent query from the kitchen. I followed her reply and stopped dead in my tracks when I turned the corner. Well I stopped, but my cock kept going; I was stiff as rebar before I could take her all in. 

Britt stood timidly in front of the island and fidgeted as I stood there, mouth agape, looking her up and down. Her long blonde locks hung down over her shoulders in two pony-tails with little red bows. She was looking down at her feet and was chewing on her bottom lip. She wore a long sleeve white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the tails tied under her proud breasts. The shirt was a couple sizes too small and the top buttons stood no chance of ever hiding an incredible cleavage. Her taut tummy and her womanly hips led to a very short pleated plaid skirt, not much wider than some belts I own. My cock throbbed as I perused the sights and I heard a little whimper. I glanced up as she quickly dropped her eyes back to the floor. I returned to my survey and followed her long shapely legs until they disappeared into little ruffled white ankle socks and black and white saddle shoes. 

Role playing wasn't something that Britt or I had ever really fooled around with before. She was always trying to dress provocatively to get a rise out of me, like the frilly apron she wore last week while making dinner for us. I quickly decided to play along and I stared at her sternly and said, "Look at me young lady." She wrung her hands and continued to stare at the floor; "Brittany...look at me when I'm talking to you." Slowly she raised her head and her facial expression crushed me. Sad or even a little scared, she looked up at me with watery eyes and her mouth turned down. I wanted to rush to her and take her in my arms and console her; make everything okay.

Then the little stink broke out into a big smile and stuck her tongue out at me. "Why you little..." and then she ran, giggling and squealing as I took chase. 

Around the island we went and I slid into the refrigerator trying to make the turn; "Betcha can't catch me Daddy," she laughed as she headed for the front door. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 25



"Oh you're so gettin' a spankin' when I catch you, young lady," I yelled at her, completely caught up in the game now. She bent over and gave herself a little swat on her bare ass cheek, taunting me before she sprinted out the door. I was close behind, or at least I thought I was. Out the front door, I stopped and looked out into the dark shadows of the massive warehouse. Our home was in one back corner with thousands of square feet remaining, open and lit only by any stray star or moonlight that came through the dirty glass skylights high overhead. Standing still, I waited for my eyes to adjust or a stray sound that might give me a clue as to where my playful vixen was hiding. 

A soft, shuffling noise, like someone dragging a tarp across the floor caught my ear. I turned to where I thought the sound came from, but then it came again, this time behind me. "Damn the acoustics in this building," I mumbled out loud to myself. I swear you could hear a mouse fart across the room if it was quiet enough, and tonight it was dead quiet. 

Maybe I stood a better chance of tracking down my allusive prey if I went to a higher vantage point. I cursed to myself as the stairs creaked as I tried to sneak up to the office. Halfway up I heard "psssstt," and it sounded like it was above me. I smiled, knowing I had her cornered, then a clattering sound like a stack of hubcaps falling off a shelf followed by a soft "Damn it!" Crap, that didn't come from the office, so back down the stairs I went. 

Again, nothing but silence; I was getting a little tired of the game now and was about to yell olly-olly-oxen-free like we did when I was a kid playing hide and seek when a loud 'CLICK' resonated though the building; the unmistakable sound of an old car door latch. "Gotcha now," I said to myself softly and I took a circuitous path toward the two vehicles that were to be our next shots for the body shop calendar. Light now filtered in through the skylights as the clouds cleared, allowing the full moon to shine bright, highlighting the classic vehicles. I crept up to the pickup and slowly raised my head up and glanced through the side window; the truck was empty. Turning to the big boat of a car, the Hornet, I crouched down and duck-walked to the side of the car. A quick glance through the driver's window revealed nothing but the classic interior. A little side shuffle to the right and I took a cautious look in the back, half expecting Britt to launch some sort of counter attack.

Through the green-tinted glass of the rear door of the old car was a sight that had my heart racing and choking back laughter at the same time. Framed by the little plaid skirt, Britt's perfect bubble-butt was all I could see. It took me a minute to focus and see that she was on her knees on the back seat, her head down, imitating an ostrich, thinking I couldn't see her. It was cute, hilarious and sexy all at the same time. I stood up straight and quietly walked around the back of the car and approached the rear door on the passenger side. I mashed my face against the window and looked down at her. Like a little girl playing hide and seek, she stayed perfectly still and quiet. I too stayed statue-still and waited a bit until she finally picked her head up and looked back behind her to see if the coast was clear. I detected a little satisfied grin on her face as she turned back and pushed herself up only to see my distorted mug plastered against the fogged rear window.

"Eeekkk!" came the little girl scream. I try not to bust up laughing as I grabbed the door handle and slid into the spacious rear compartment. 

"Gotcha, you bad little girl," I said as we 'struggled' on the cool leather upholstery. I finally got her in my lap, her long bare legs stretched out on the seat. Still squirming I pulled her in tight and kissed her hard. The fidgeting ceased as our tongues groped one another. Her ass rocked in my lap, teasing my obvious arousal, so I countered, easily un-tying her button down shirt and mauling her tits. Her moaning grew louder as I tweaked her hard nipples. 

"Oh Daddy," she whispered as I nibbled the nape of her neck. Hearing this snapped me back into my role and before she had time to squeal in protest, I flipped her over, face down over my knees. I ran my hand over her bare thighs, eliciting more moaning. Britt had momentarily forgotten her role in all this and I quickly reminded her, delivering a sharp swat to her nearly-covered butt. She gasped with surprise; "Ow Daddy, that hurt," she whimpered in her little girl persona. My dick reacted, tickling her tummy and she let out a little snicker. 

"This is no laughing matter," I said sternly as I flipped the tiny skirt up, revealing her perfect ass. I ran my hand over one cheek, seemingly comforting her just before I hauled back and delivered a stinging open-hand slap on the same cheek. 

"Oh shit!" she exclaimed, caught off guard.

"Watch your language young lady," I replied, delivering another swat to her other cheek.

Back in step, she replied; "Oww Daddy, that hurt. Please don't spank me again." Her voice was kind of a disconcerting combination of innocent little girl and wanting woman.

I massaged both cheeks, now a rosy red. My middle finger slipped between and then traced her little flowered panties that had slipped below the surface. Working my way out, I emerged at the top of her butt and slipped my fingers under the waistband. I tugged upward; "Oh Daddy," she moaned lightly, her legs involuntarily spreading slightly. I kept pressure on the light cotton and quickly delivered another pair of stinging swats. "Please Daddy," she cried out in mock pain, unable to hide the desire in her voice. "I'll be good, Daddy," she said, twisting her head to look up at me. My heart stopped when I saw the little tear run across her cheek and then she blew it again, a small smirk and a twinkle in her eye.

"Why you little..." and I delivered a couple more resounding swats to each taut cheek. Her butt now glowed red and I instinctively ran my hand over her ass to comfort her. A whimper was followed by a soft purring as I continued to comfort her. I could feel her heat on my thigh as her left leg fell off the edge of the seat. 

My hand slid down over her round ass cheek, seeking the heat source. "I feel funny down there Daddy," my little girl said, looking up innocently.

"It's okay little girl," I said assuredly; "Daddy will take care of you." My searching fingers found the crotch of her little panties, wet and warm. She jumped as my finger traced her tiny slit through the damp fabric.

"Daddy...don't...don't..." she pleaded as I ran my fingertip lightly up and down the crease.

"Don't what baby?" 

"Daddy's...Daddy's don't touch their little...ohhh," she shivered, "...don't touch their little girls there," squirming and rocking slightly into my touch.

"It's okay baby," I said reassuringly. "Daddy loves his little girl and would never do anything to hurt her," pressing a bit harder, the cotton fabric folding into her tight slit. My cock throbbed as I felt her pussy getting wetter.

"Mmmm," she moaned, pushing her butt up and spreading her leg as far as the front seat would allow; "That does feel good Daddy, but..." pausing to push her butt further up, trying to capture my finger; "But isn't it bad, Daddy...unhh," as her panties disappeared between her swollen pussy lips.

I traced my finger down along the edge of her soaked panties, my finger slipping underneath, her pussy hot and wet; "How can it be bad if it feels so good?" I asked as my finger dipped one knuckle deep inside her.

"Oh Daddy...yes it feels so good," she moaned breathlessly, rocking her hips, searching for more of my probing digit. "Please Daddy," she begged; "Please, can I have more Daddy... please Daddy?"

"Anything for my baby girl," I replied as I slipped my finger in till I couldn't reach any further. 

"Oh ffffff..." my little one stuttered as I stirred her juices. "More Daddy," she moaned, thrusting her hips upward; "More, please Daddy...I need more Daddy...please!" 

Eager to please, I slipped her soaking wet panties up and over one cheek, leaving her glistening pussy in full view. She groaned in displeasure as I slowly drew out the one finger that was giving her such pleasure only to groan even louder when I spread her lips wide and doubled up on the digital probing. "Ahhh...Jeeezzzuuus," she cried as I fingered her clinching little cunt. Swatting her ass for her language, her pussy contracted and an orgasm erupted inside my little girl.

"Fuck...fuck...fuck..." she cried as her pussy continued to convulse and I answered each profanity with a sharp crack on the ass. Her tight little pussy lips, wet and swollen, sucked my fingers as I slowed my assault, the sweet smell of her sex mixing with the vintage leather interior. The windows were steamed over; Britt's supple backside glistened with a layer of sweat. I reached over and pushed open one of the doors, trying to let in a little cool air. The single dome light came on, the yellowed lens casting a soft glow. My little girl laid there, catching her breath as I rolled the tiny skirt up like a belt around her waist and pushed her shirt up, baring as much skin as I could to help her cool down. I started to straighten out her panties, skewed over one butt cheek and she lifted her hips; my cue to just get them out of the way. She moaned in disappointment as I pulled out two wet fingers and worked the soaked panties down her long legs and over her cute saddle shoes. I wondered why she even owned a pair of shoes like that, not even questioning her owning the microscopic pleated skirt. 

Squirming around in my lap, she managed to roll over, reaching out to me. I reached under her back and sat her upright in my lap. She wiggled her bare butt, teasing the cock that been hard for way too long. She looked at me through dark blue eyes, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissed me like no daughter should ever kiss her father. She smiled into our kiss as she felt my cock knocking at her back door. My hands caressed her front and back as our tongues dueled. Breaking suction, we focused on one another, foreheads together, whispering 'I love you' simultaneously. 

"Daddy?" still squirming in my lap.

"Yes baby doll," I replied, conscious of the impropriety of playing with her nipple as we spoke.

"Can I...uhm..well since you...I mean," still rocking in my lap and looking downward; "well since you saw my, well...well since you saw mine, can I ... you know...can I see yours?" 

God she was good, I told myself, my cock throbbing in agreement. "Well sweetie, I don't know. I'm the adult here and I don't know if that's something you should..."

"But Daddy," she protested, "you saw mine and even played...well you know...I think it's only fair that I get to see yours." She paused and you could see her thinking hard and I'm thinking that she had missed her calling and should have pursued acting. Little Britt continued; "I mean, I already know what they look like," she said confidently.

"Oh, really?"

"Well yes," she said, backpedaling a bit. "I mean, you know, I've seen pictures on the internet," she said with confidence.

"The internet, huh? Where exactly on the internet?"

"Well you know," now kind of coy; "Well I wanted to know how babies were made and well...well, there were a lot of different pictures and things." Her cheeks now flushed red; how this girl could act!

"Pictures, huh?" I replied, unconsciously tracing little circles around her erect nipple.

"Yes," she said proudly, happy that I accepted her answer. She jumped slightly as my finger slipped off the circuit and strummed her nipple. Her eyes brightened and straightened her back, emboldened; "And when I looked at some of the pictures...well I got the same funny feeling down...well you know, down there," again nodding downward.

"Down here?" I played along, running my finger down her tummy, over her belly button and then into the tight gap where her legs, pressed tightly together, joined her torso. My finger didn't quite make it to its destination, but the wiggling was well received, giggling and squirming on my anxious cock.

"So, can I see it?" she asked again with that pleading, little girl look that no father can fight.

"Well, I guess it's only fair, but you have to promise that all of this is between you and me; you can't tell anyone else about what we did here...okay?"

There was brief apprehension and questioning in her eyes followed quickly by; "I guess so Daddy. If that's what you want, it'll just be our secret." She turned and gave me a quick peck on the lips; "I love you so much Daddy," before slipping of my lap and on to her knees beside me, staring down at the bulge in my pants.

"Okay, here goes," unbuckling my belt and popping the top button. I grabbed the zipper and glanced over at her. Her eyes were focused and wide. I wanted to laugh and tell her she reminded me of a dog staring at the strip of bacon being held just out of her reach, but just as quickly rejected the idea. "Are you sure?" I asked, lifting my butt, zipper tab between my fingers. She nodded in the affirmative, never looking up. This time I did laugh just a little. Like an old school stripper, I slowly went through the motions. The zipper came down and I paused...nothing. Next I slowly pulled my pants downward, stopping when I got to the top of my thighs. Thankfully I was wearing a pair of plain, pale blue boxers and not any of the silly cartoon numbers the girls were always slipping into my dresser drawer. Scooby-Do might have spoiled the moment. 

Again I paused, waiting for some reaction but getting nothing. A well trained bird-dog had nothing on this girl when it came to concentration. With a sigh, I slipped my fingers under the waist band of my Fruit-of-the-Looms and slowly began to bare some skin. I watched her face as I progressed. When I got to my crotch, the top of my cock just coming into view, the little girl licked her lips and her hips began to sway. By now my cock wanted out so bad, I just pushed the underwear down until my cock sprang free. Britt gasped, inching closer until I could feel her hot breath on my balls.

She looked at it warily; like she was afraid it might jump up and bite her. I flexed, causing my cock to jump and she jumped back, giggling. "It's so big," she said, glancing up at me and then back down at my stiffness. 

"Go ahead and touch it," I said, "It won't bite."

She smiled and gingerly reached out and ran her finger over the underside, just below the head. I shivered and my cock jumped again. The little girl giggled at her new toy and slowly reached out and wrapped her small hand around it. I moaned out loud as the inquisitive young girl tightened her grip and moved it ever so slowly up and down; "It's so hard and I can feel your heartbeat," she said, looking up at me with her big blue eyes. Her look alone makes my heart skip a beat and my cock pulses in her hand; "Does it feel good when I do this Daddy?"

"Oh god baby, yes, it almost feels too good," completely caught up in our little fantasy. 

"Too good, Daddy?" she asked, still slowly moving her soft hand along my shaft.

"Yes baby," I said, grabbing her wrist, holding her still. "You know how you felt, well how your body sort of lost control when I was...well when I was playing with your... well you know...how you felt good at the end?"

"Oh,"' she smiled up at me and then turned her attention back to my cock, spreading the bead of pre-cum that sat at the tip; "you mean when I had an orgasm?"

My cock lurched and I grabbed her other wrist; "How did you know...?"

"The internet, remember?" she smiled. Turning her attention back to my stiffness she asked innocently," So if I keep doing this," squeezing my cock tighter and moving up and down once more, "you'll have an orgasm?"

"Yeah baby," I moaned and surrendered," If you keep that up, Daddy will have an orgasm and we'll have a mess to clean up." I closed my eyes and tried to think of something to distract myself but the little blonde with the big blue eyes and her hand wrapped around my cock was having none of that.

"I wanna see you orgasm Daddy," she said enthusiastically, her hand in constant motion. I closed my eyes and groaned, still trying to think of anything to postpone the inevitable. Just when I thought I'd found a safe place to park my brain, sensations down there changed and I had to look. My 'little girl' leaned in and tested the end of my cock with the tip of her tongue. The sight and the feeling had me at the precipice and I moaned loudly. Britt cocked her head and looked at me with and grinned as she took another swipe at my cock head before taking it between her lips and sucked lightly. 

"Ah fuck," I gasped as her tongue danced around the crown of my straining member. 

"No swearing daddy,"" she mumbled, her lips still wrapped around my cock and I jumped when she slapped my thigh with her other hand. My jump caused her to lose her grip and my cock slipped deeper into her warm, wet mouth. 

"Oh god Britt," I grimaced as I felt the pressure building; "Daddy's about to cum baby!"

She lifted her head; wrapping both hands around my saliva-covered cock and began pumping in earnest. Looking back and forth from my face to my cock, she said in that damnably sexy little-girl squeak, "Cum for me Daddy! Make your big cock squirt for me!"

Ah shit, that did it and I felt my balls tighten and my cock erupted. She squealed in delight as she watched the first volley launch upward, nearly rebounding off the upholstered roof lining of the classic car. We both immediately thought of the consequences and future cleanup involved and her mouth was on my cock just as I had my hand on the back of her head. Taking me deep into her throat, I completed my mission, firing three or four additional rounds into her gullet as she swallowed greedily. My baby continued to nurse on my dick as I recovered, the little vixen keeping me semi-erect. I ran my hand through her hair and onto her back, encountering that first round, which had fallen back to earth just above her perfect ass. I massaged my jizz into her skin as I played with the top of her butt crack; she moaned her appreciation on my cock.

"C'mere baby girl," I whispered. She relented, still firmly holding onto my cock as she sat back up on her knees beside me. 

Licking her lips, she looked back down at her hand wrapped around my dick; "That was fun Daddy," She smiled, "and your stuff tasted good too!" running her sweet tongue over her lips once more. I pulled her to me and kissed her hard, my tongue searching for a sample of myself. Britt moaned, my cock still firm in her grasp as she tried to crawl into my lap. I was more than ready to give my little girl the ride of her life, but I had one more treat in mind for her. She looked at me with disappointment in her eyes as I grabbed her by the hips and swung her back beside me.

"Daddy wants to taste you first," I growled menacingly. 

She giggled at me and leaned back in mock fright, her arm outstretched to keep me at bay; "Please, please don't eat me, Mr. Wolf!" She couldn't quite carry it off this time and was smiling and nearly laughing as she delivered her line. I couldn't think of the proper fairy-tale retort, so I just grabbed her by the waist and spun her until she was bent over the back of the front seat in front of me.

"Oh my god Daddy," she groaned as I spread her legs wide and reached up and spread her ass cheeks, her puckered pink star and glistening young pussy on full display. I spread her pussy lips wide and leaned in to probe her with my stiff tongue. "Yes Daddy," she hissed as I tongue fucked her slick slot; "Eat my pussy Daddy...eat your little girl's little cunt!" I growled and she giggled as I orally attacked her pussy, lapping at the juices that flowed from within. Slathering her with my tongue, I moved up and lapped at her asshole. "Daddy..." she squeaked as I worked the tip of my tongue into her ass; "No Daddy," she moaned in mock protest.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 25



"It's okay baby," I reassured her, the pad of my thumb resting on her lubricated anus. She moaned and rocked her hips as my thumb slipped into her tight, young ass. My cock throbbed at the sight of my biggest digit buried into my sweet little girl's bum.

"Oh fuck me Daddy," she moaned, rocking hard back on my hand; "Fuck my ass with your finger Daddy; Fuck your little girl!" Her hips pumped as I worked my thumb around in her hot, tight ass and her pussy panted for attention. Her inner lips swelled and her juices threatened to drip on the classic car's carpeted floor. "Daaadddyyy," she cried as I ran my tongue over her sweet pussy, lapping up her nectar. I kissed her throbbing clit, sucking it between my lips and her body shook as another climax overtook my little girl.

My cock throbbed as I frenched her tight slit and she mumbled unintelligible gibberish. The time had come for me to take my little girl's flower; play time was over. I gave her pussy on last long lick and pulled my thumb out of her ass with an audible 'pop'. Before she had time to react, I grabbed her womanly hips and brought her straight down into my lap, impaling her on my waiting cock.

"Fuck Daddy!" she squealed as the tip of my cock met her cervix. I ran my hands up her sides and took a tit in each hand and pulled her in tight. Her legs straddled mine, spread wide, my cock buried deep in her constricting cunt.

"Your pussy's so tight, baby" I mumbled into her back as I flexed my cock. I held her tight as we both got used to the new sensations. Her breathing slowly returned to normal and I could feel her pussy walls rippling up and down my length, revealing my lover's true talents before returning to character.

"Oh Daddy, your penis feels so big inside me," she moaned and I flexed my cock once more in reply. " Sweet Jesus Chri..." she gasped, grinding her ass, taking all I had inside her. I flexed once more and she whipped her head around, blonde pony tails swinging wildly. She glared at me with pitch-black eyes, daring me. I conjured up an innocent look, releasing my hold on her womanly tits and sat back in the plush bench seat, hands up in surrender. Britt smiled that evil smile and turned back to face the front and began to fuck her Daddy slowly.

'Fuck me little girl,' I said to myself as I watched her exquisite ass cycle slowly, up until my cock head peaked out between her pussy lips and then back down, completely consuming my entire cock. My hands gripped the car seat tight, nearly puncturing the upholstery as my sweet, innocent baby girl fucked me, her pure, pristine pussy painting my prick with her essence. My hard-on glistened and our coupling made rude, slurping sounds as she continued to pleasure us both.

Looking back at me, she wore a worried but hopeful look; "I know this is wrong Daddy," never losing cadence; "Daddies and their little girls shouldn't be...well shouldn't be fucking," she said, somewhat prideful using such a grownup word. She paused, closing her eyes and biting her lower lip as she rocked her hips, exploring her pussy with my cock head. "I know it's wrong," she continued, her body quaking, eyes shut tight, "but it feels so good, doesn't it Daddy?" looking for approval.

"Yeah baby," I replied, so wanting to grab her hips and fuck her until we both came apart at the seams; "It feels real good baby," I stuttered as her pussy sucked on my length, "and we shouldn't be doing this, but I love you baby and if we keep it a secret, it'll all be okay." My response evidently was the right one as her pussy walls convulsed and she ground her pussy against the root of my cock, triggering a wash of her juices that flooded over my cock. 

"I'm coming Daddy," she cried, her back straight and her hands gripping the back of the front seat tight. She whipped her head back and forth, her pony-tails thrashing the air. I was quickly climbing to the crest and instinctively grabbed her hips and drove for home. "Fuck me Daddy," she screamed as one climax after another rolled through her young body. "Cum inside me Daddy, cum inside my pussy and give me a baby!" 

Her timing was perfect. Caught off-guard by the baby comment, my cock stuttered and then exploded deep inside my little girl. "Britt baby," came out strangled as my cock puked load after load inside her convulsing cunt. I pulled her to me, hugging her tight as my cock was finally wrung out by her greedy pussy. "You are fucking amazing," I whispered as I scattered kisses across her back. 

"You too Daddy," she giggled, her pussy giving me one final hug.

"So what brought on the little school-girl act," I asked, then jumped as she slid her hand down and cupped my balls, covered with our combined love.

"Well," back to being my Britt and squirming to keep us coupled; "I was so horny after teasing you all day that I wanted to do something special and I remembered this outfit that I bought for Halloween last year. I take it that you liked it?"

My first question should have been whether or not she had worn the costume last year, and if so, where? Instead I said, "The whole thing was a turn-on, "as my hands strolled up and cupped her breasts. She purred and squirmed some more as I tweaked her sensitive nipples. "I've never done any role playing to that extent before," continuing to kiss her back and play with her tits; "But I wouldn't be opposed to doing it again."

"Yeah," she replied, squeezing my nuts in response to my nipple play; "I felt really naughty being your little girl and all. I was hoping that you might fuck your little girl in the ass," she said, back in her little girl mode. Her pussy gave me one last embrace and we carefully disconnected, careful not to spoil the upholstery anymore than we probably already had.

We slid out of the car and I slipped off my shirt and we wiped up what little bit had puddled on the seat and closed the door. Walking back to the house, hip to hip, arms around each other's waist, we walked silently until she shivered; "You cold?" I asked, pulling her in tighter.

"No, your cum is running down the inside of my thigh and it's making me horny again," she said with a sultry growl.

"God save me," I whispered and got pinched for it. 

**Still Tuesday morning**

After my mental replay of last night's fun in the back seat of the Hudson, my cock was harder than diamonds and I was tempted to roust my love but she looked so comfortable and serene that I couldn't bring myself to wake her. I carefully extracted myself and pointed my hard-on toward the bathroom, finally managing to drain the main vein after the mental and visual stimulation had worn off. I stepped into the massive shower and stood under the pulsing spray, my mind on the work that lay ahead for the day. I was up to about mid-day when an unfamiliar rapping sound derailed my train of thought.

Kate stood just outside the shower and poked her head though the door. Dressed in yet another of my t-shirts, her long black hair hung well below the hemline. "Sorry to bother you," she said, just loud enough to be heard over the hissing of the shower; "I wanted to talk to you before you left about my shoot today." The little one was referring to the on-site job she had today for the two women who wanted to shoot some boudoir shots for their boyfriends who were currently deployed abroad. Kate's eye-lock on my private parts was obvious as she spoke and I responded accordingly.

"Well come on in," I said jokingly as her eyes widened proportionately to the growing stiffness of my cock. 

Kate slipped the t-shirt over her head, only momentarily loosing site of my dick. Naked in all her petite glory, she walked into the shower and into my arms, unfazed by the cascading water. I kissed her hard, pulling her up off the floor, cradling her firm ass in my hands. She moaned as our tongues found one another and she wrapped her legs around me, her warm pussy resting on the top of my cock. I helped her work her slick sex to and fro along my length. Tilting my head back, I asked, "So what did you want to talk about?"

She chewed on her lower lip, thinking while still working her slick slit on top of my stiff cock; "Well first thing," she stuttered as the tip of my cock tickled the entrance of her pussy, "What do you think about black and white?"

I smiled at her trying to overcome the distraction of my cock niggling at her pussy; "What do I think of black and white? Well," reasserting my grip on her scrumptious ass, my cock slapping her pussy lips; "I think black and white accentuates the shadows and textures better than color does." My fingers slipped deeper into the crack separating those firm globes and my middle finger rested on her asshole. Her eyes widened and she gasped slightly at the sensation. I could feel her pussy lips flutter on my cock.

"So," she asked, eyes closed in concentration either on her response or trying to align her anxious sex with the tip of my hardness; "Should I shoot those shots in black and white or can I," pausing as the tip of my dick once again rested at her entry; "or can I just shoot everything in color and convert them in Photosh..." interrupted by my finger tip popping slightly into her ass. Her eyes grew bigger yet as she gave me a wanton look; she couldn't have said 'Fuck me' any plainer if she said it out loud.  

I gave her a devilish grin as I pumped my buried finger tip ever-so-slightly in her constricting pucker; "I think you get better contrasts if you shoot it in black and white," pausing to slip up to the second knuckle, causing her eyes to roll back into her head; "and then stop it down for more depth of field." Kate groaned, hugging me tighter, her stiff little nipples digging into my chest.

"How...about...lighting..." she moaned, biting at my shoulder, grinding her clit against the root of my cock. I slowly pumped my digit from first to second knuckle and back into her ass, my cock throbbing, sluicing between her wet pussy lips. 

"I would take a Soffbox for overall light," I now groaned, rocking her back enough to let my cock nudge her pussy opening. "That and a couple reflectors for highlights," slipping in a couple inches and then back out, "that should be about all you need." I dropped her back down, reclaiming that couple of inches and paused, dead still. Left hanging long enough, I tilted my head back and caught her eye; once again, that same shameless look of lust. "Anything else?"

"Just fuck me, please!" she begged.

I took her mouth with mine, thrusting my tongue against hers and then gave her the rest of my cock. Little Kate screamed in our kiss as I filled her, her cunt trying to strangle my cock in retaliation. I planted the remainder of my finger deep in her ass and began a sincere fucking, working our petite roommate up and down the length of my rigid cock. Breaking our kiss, Kate hooked her chin over my shoulder, looking for any leverage she could find; "Fuck, fuck, fuck," she huffed as she joined in. "So fuckin' big...finger my ass baby...Fuck both my holes, goddamit!"

I fucked her fast and hard, working her like a fuck-toy, I knew she was close; good thing as my knees began to bark at me. "C'mon Katie," I grunted, driving my cock to the hilt repeatedly; "Cum for me baby, I want to feel you cum on my cock and then I'm gonna fill that sweet cunt of yours...cum for me baby, come for Daddy!" 

Flashes of last night triggered me and Kate could feel the impending eruption; "OH GOD," she cried as her pussy flooded, trying to extinguish the fire inside her. My cock belched repeatedly, filling her already packed pussy; I felt our combined warmth run over my empty scrotum. Kate hugged me tighter, moaning into my ear; "I cum so fucking hard with you I almost can't stand it," she panted. I held her another minute or so until my cock was ready to retreat and slowly set her back on her feet. She held me a minute longer to get her land legs back under her, peppering my chest with little kisses.

"So," stepping back under the shower to rinse off once again, "any more questions?"

"I'm not sure I could take anymore," she giggled as she took my flaccid cock in her hand and helped me clean up. "I'm really looking forward to the shoot today and I hope it turns out good."

"I'm sure you'll do fine," feeling that familiar rise in temperature down below. I could just make out a wall clock in the bathroom through the steamy glass wall of the shower; "Am I seeing that right? Is it nearly 6:30?"

Her hand still wrapped around my cock, she turned and squinted; "Yep, looks like it," and then turned and frowned as she looked at my nearly awakened cock. "Guess that means that playtime is over?"

"Afraid so," turning the water off and running my hands through my hair; "But you still have Britt and Gina here, so I'm sure you can find someone to play with. What time is your shoot?"

"It's this afternoon, so I have plenty of time," she said as she grabbed her long mane of hair and tried to wring out as much water as she could. I made my way out of the shower, Kate close behind, grabbing my ass and giggling. Handing her a towel, I grabbed mine and dried myself quickly.

"Sorry I don't have time to stay and help you dry your hair, but I really need to hit the road."

"No problem," she said as she worked a wicked looking comb through the mass of jet black hair. "I think I may have Gina braid it for me while it's still damp, that way I won't have to deal with it at the shoot."

"Makes sense," I said, imagining the long, arduous task that lie ahead for our resident Amazon. "Well, I need to get dressed," I said, leaning over to give her a goodbye kiss. She wasted no time latching on to my package once more as we kissed.

"Are you sure?" she asked demurely, her small hand cradling me, working me back to half-mast.

"Sadly, yes I'm sure," giving one of her nipples a quick little tug to distract her and make my get-away.

Kate jumped and squealed as I made my escape to the bedroom. Britt was still laid out, dead to the world, naked and inviting. Kate walked in as I was pulling on my jeans and I caught her licking her lips as looked over the appealing sight before her. "You could take a couple practice shots right now," I said, nodding to the sprawled-out blonde, face down and her legs spread invitingly.

"Yeah," she winked, "I could do that or I might just..."

**Lunchtime**

It was a beautiful day and the waves crashed on the rip rap that protected the shoreline from the constant pummeling Mother Nature delivered. This was one of the perks that came with my job as a construction superintendant; every couple days I would find myself parked along the beach and enjoy my lunch in the most scenic environment I could think of. Ever changing, whether it was as flat as a mill pond, frustrating the local surfers, or violent and unrelenting during a winter storm, it was always an awe-inspiring sight. Oh yeah, and then there were the summers and the girls, many of them strutting and teasing in their itty-bitty bikinis, waltzing up and down the water's edge. Summer's gone, the tourists have left and school is about to start, so the beach is nearly deserted, parking is plentiful.

The damnable Bluetooth jarred me from my peace and quiet; "This is George."

"Hi Daddy," came the bubbly reply. My dick responded with frightening speed; God, this girl has me on the hook and there's no way I'm shaking it loose.

"Hi baby girl," I countered; "How's the nastiest little girl I know today?"

"Only with you Daddy, only with you," she said in a sexy lilt. 

"Yeah, right," I snorted; "So how's your day?"

"Well," back to being grown-up Britt, "I missed my morning kiss...again." She paused, waiting for some sort of excuse from me, but I kept my trap shut. "But," last night's little girl returning, "I did get my pussy eaten this morning. Katie snuck into bed, crawled right up between my legs and just helped herself!" I suppose she was trying to sound indignant or something, but I knew that it was her preferred method of being woken from her slumber.

"Sounds just terrible," I mocked.

"I know and it gets worse," she exclaimed. "After Katie licked my pussy for a couple minutes, she stopped and looked up at me and then licked her lips. She had the funniest look in her eyes. I didn't know what was going on. I didn't want her to stop, it felt so good, but she looked real upset. Anyway, she licked her lips some more and then kind of smiled, but a scary kind of smile, and said; 'I know what you did last night.' It really, really scared me," the little girl whimpered.

"Poor baby," I said in mock empathy.

"And then...and then she crawled over me and sat on my face and made me...well she told me to eat her pussy and then she starting licking mine again. Well, I didn't have much choice and when I did, you know, taste her pussy, you know what else I tasted?"

'Here we go,' I chuckled to myself; "No baby, what else did you taste?"

There was that 'pregnant pause' and then trying to sound mad, but doing a terrible job because it's evidently hard to be mad when you probably have a big smile on your face and a couple fingers strumming your own clit; "You know good and well what I tasted Daddy...I tasted you...your cum, just like last night when you made me swallow your cum in that car last night!" It was all I could do not to bust up laughing at how far Britt was taking this, but I was now unsure of how I should play my part this time, so I just shut up.

"Well," she said, "what do you have to say for yourself?"

Well shit, now I was the one in trouble in this little game; "Well I...well, Kate came into the shower when Daddy was taking his shower and well..."

"And you fucked her!" she yelled, well kind of. "You fucked my best friend in the shower..." and then Britt was back and her breathing was deep and her voice, that throaty growl; "Why didn't you wake me? I'd have loved a little three-way action this morning. All I dreamed about last night was about what we did in the backseat of that car. We're definitely going to have to do some more role-playing; that was really intense. After Kate and I got each other off, I told her all about last night and we got so worked up, we went into the other bedroom and attacked Gina, we were so fucking horny." 

"Well it sounds like you've had a good morning and now I have blue-balls, so thank you very much."

"I'm sorry baby," she giggled. "I'll make it up to you. Maybe you can fuck your little girl in the ass, but we'll use the front seat this time."

"God, you're killing me here, and no, we're not doing it in the car again; we got lucky last night."

"Awe, it has leather upholstery; a little cum isn't going to hurt it. It might even help it, you know like those creams they use to 'feed' leather coats and things?"

"Yeah, okay. Anyway, is Kate ready to go on her shoot?"

"She's already left, boss. She wanted to make sure she found the place and was there on time. She was sure excited to go and she told me about some of your advice on lighting and shooting black and whites."

"She did, huh?"

"Oh yeah, every little detail." I could hear her smile.

"Well, I'm sure she'll do a great job. So how is the rest of the week shaping up?"

"Well let's see; it's Tuesday, and we never did talk about how we want to shoot the pick-up and the Hornet. Since our supplier of swimwear is now conveniently located here in our warehouse, that part will be easy, so we could do that tonight. If we could get those cars shot before the shoot at the ranch this weekend; that would be sweet."

"Man, you are the slave driver, aren't you?" I said.

"Oh you poor baby," she mocked. "All you have to do is stand there and look pretty and snap pictures of us while we overworked models have to pose and strut around under those hot lights!" 

"Yeah well...I have to..." shit, I do have it pretty good; "Well I have to pose too, you know, for our private calendar!" Boy did that sound lame, I said to myself.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 26



**Wednesday Morning**

I was a little disoriented waking up in the guest bedroom by myself but quickly remembered last night. My dick was hard; a combination of needing to take a leak and the memory of the blow job my three roommates gave me before I tucked them into my bed for the night. I stumbled into the bathroom Kate and Gina shared, flipped up the toilet seat and let loose. I glanced around while I drained the main vein and shook my head in wonder at all the different products and implements of beauty that cluttered the counter. Giving it the traditional three shakes, I flushed and put the seat down; yeah, I remembered, and tried to find something that resembled soap at the sink and washed my hands. I finally found a towel that wasn't piled on the floor and made my way out of no-man's land.

I swung through the kitchen on the way to my bedroom and took a couple swallows of orange juice right out of the carton (shhh...don't tell). No big surprise, the girls were still sacked out, spooned together, front to back with legs and arms intricately intertwined. The sheet was also wound in and around and I'd like to have hung around to see if they could release themselves from their bonds. I quietly got dressed, managed to find all three foreheads and gave them each a parting kiss.

**Mid-morning**

I'd swung through Mickey D's early and had a questionably nutritious breakfast and was doing my best to resist temptation as I drove by Susie's Donuts; I always get a craving for something sweet after a meal. The irritating jangle of the Bluetooth in my ear kept me on the straight and narrow.

"This is George," I answered.

"Good morning George," in three part harmony. Just like Charlie, my three angels were on speaker phone; my morning just got better.

"Good morning angels," I laughingly replied.

"Hi baby," Britt, my number one angel replied, the other two giggling in the background after they had done their part. "We thought we'd call you and thank you for last night."

"Well if I recall, I should be thanking you," I said, re-running the incredible sight of three beautiful women ravishing one-another and then giving me a three-on-one hummer I won't soon forget.

"Yeah, that was fun; you have a very popular cock, Mister," she laughed.

"Yeah, well what can I say; so what are you guys up to today?"

"Well, let's see," she hummed. "Kate will work on the photos she shot yesterday; weren't those great?"

"Yeah," I replied. "I think we could have a nice niche there if we present it right. I still can't get over how that one close-up looked like some kind of landscape. You could hang that anywhere, and if you didn't tell anyone what the subject matter was, they'd never guess."

"Yeah, I'm so proud of Kate; she was already talking this morning of definitely changing her major to art or graphic arts; something along those lines."

"That's right, don't classes start next week?" I asked.

"Yeah, we're all set. She'll just have to crash some classes. Professors are supposed to be on campus this week, so maybe I'll suggest that she check in with some of them and see what the odds are of her crashing some of them."

"That makes sense to me," I replied. "So are you and Gina gonna figure out the wardrobe for the truck and the Hudson?"

"I've been thinking about that already," she said with a little excitement in her voice. "You know how we talked about you and Gina doing the special calendar shots?" I could visualize her throwing the air quotes down on 'special'. "Well how about some really, really, really small cut-offs; you know; some that will show off her fabulous butt and we'll pair it with a string top. We can play around with the hard hat and maybe even a pair of work boots. Do you think that would be too much of a departure from just the bikini's and cars?"

"I see what you're saying, but girls wear shorts with bikini tops all the time. I don't think anyone would notice the bottoms being shorts, especially if I'm imagining what you described," I said.

"Okay, so we'll work with that," she said; "any ideas on the big car?"

"Well, I really did like the school girl outfit you wore."

"Yeah," she laughed, "I noticed. Since we've really done straight bathing suits up to know, I'm kind of thinking that the skirt is a real big change from the rest of what we've shot. I mean, there are some retro styles out there that kind of have a skirt on the bottoms, but I don't know..."

"Yeah, you're probably right," I admitted with a sigh; "but I sure like that little skirt."

"You dirty old man," she laughed. "Well I'm sure we could use it in our shoot. Oooo...too bad we don't have a chauffer's uniform for you. You could be the lecherous chauffer that takes advantage of his employer's little girl as he's taking her to her private school!"

"You are something," I laughed as I adjusted myself. "Between you and Kate, I think you guys have the makings for an adult movie company. You could be the writer and Kate could be the director."

"That could be fun," Britt replied in her Mae West persona. "What would Gina do?"

"Well," flashing on last night's events, "She could be your fluffer."

"What the hell is a fluffer?" she asked.

"Well, she'd be the one who gets the male talent ready for the next scene, if you catch my drift."

"Oh," she snickered; "I get it. I take it Gina's blow jobs are getting better."

"Oh, they've always been good, but hanging around with the master," implying Britt of course, "her skills have improved greatly." 

"Yeah, well practice does make perfect and we all love practicing on you, lover. Anyway, we'll think about the Hornet some more and Gina will be more than happy to get in some more practice. I think she even has a pair of shorts we can use, but we may want to modify them a bit, if you know what I mean."

"Alrighty then, I'll leave that up to you experts. I have plenty to do getting worked wrapped up here," referring to the construction work that has been my livelihood for many years. "I have a meeting with Mark this afternoon, so I may be running a little late. I'll try to let you know, okay."

"Sounds good babe; you have a good rest of the day and we'll try to behave here," she giggled.

"Alright," I laughed; "I love you babe."

"Love you more," she replied in that husky voice once more and the line went dead.

**Early Wednesday evening**

Well it had been an interesting afternoon indeed. I hit the couple jobs we still had going and went to the office to meet with Mark. He sounded anxious on the phone earlier, which made me nervous as a long-tailed cat in a rocking chair factory. I hate surprises, so my mind makes up all the possible scenarios I could possibly be facing, and none of them were good. I had myself convinced that Mark had changed his mind and wasn't retiring to a tropical paradise and I'd have to postpone my plans to be a full-time photographer; Britt would be crushed. 

Instead, I'm whistling a happy tune, albeit out of key. I pulled up in front of the warehouse door and realized I didn't have my remote control with me. I called Britt's cell; "I told you not to call me on this phone," she said in a whisper; "I don't want my boyfriend catching us."

I paused, looking at the screen to see if I had misdialed and put the phone back to my ear; nothing but silence. I waited and heard her breathing; I wasn't sure what to do; what to say. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and started to laugh, "Baby... George baby, are you still there?"

"Uhhh," was my intelligent reply.

"Lover, I'm sorry, I was just goofing with you. Are you okay?"

"Uh, yeah, I'm sorry. I was in Never-Never land when I called and you caught me off-guard. That would have been kinda funny if I'd been awake."

"I'm so sorry," she said once more and I could hear the concern in her voice. "Is everything okay? Where are you?"

"Oh yeah, I'm just outside. Could you open the big door, I don't have my remote."

"Oh shit, yeah, I'm sorry...just a minute."

I could hear her scurrying around and then the big door began to slide open. We were still on the phone as the big door opened wide. "What the ...? George, is that you?" she asked, standing in the warehouse wearing next to nothing, brightly illuminated by the halogen headlights of the beast I was driving.

"Well you better hope it is, or you're making a perfect stranger's day dressed like that." I laughed, ended the call and then hit the air horns. 

"Holy shit," I think she said, her voice drowned out by the thunderous echo that reverberated through the cavernous building. I pulled up to the front of the house I'd built inside the giant warehouse and shut it down just as Kate and Gina, dressed as scantily as Britt in what I could now see as lacy negligees', came bounding out the front door. 

"What the...George!" they screamed and then jumped up and down and clapped as I waved at them through the massive windshield. I pointed to the right, trying to direct them to come around to the passenger side and then pushed the button that opened the door and lowered the steps of the big motor home. I flipped a couple switches and the interior came to life as the girls cautiously ascended. 

Except for the soft background music playing, there was silence. The girls stepped in, big eyed and open mouths, slow pirouettes, trying to take it all in. They were surrounded by exotic hardwoods, leather and stainless steel. Plush carpet and expensive window coverings; it was a lot to take in and they hadn't moved from where they entered. There was much more to see further toward the back; but first Britt turned to me, still in awe; "Wow...who's...?"

I walked around them and they turned and followed me with their eyes. I opened the fridge in the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of champagne, smiled at them and said, "Ours."

"What?" came the chorus and I watched happily as the jumping and laughing began again. The skimpy bras and panties contained little as they hugged each other and then turned toward me. I smiled, popped the cork on the bottle and then made a hasty retreat to the back of the coach. All three were on my tail as I ran out of real estate. I managed to set the bottle on a side table and jumped onto the bed that took up the majority of the back of the bus; the girls piled on, hugging and kissing and tickling until we were all out of breath. I managed to move back and lean against the headboard and Britt snuggled up on one side, Gina on the other and Kate, well Kate was pretty well sprawled across all of us. It was a big bed, but not that big.

"So what's the story, lover," Britt asked, slipping her hand between the buttons of my shirt, her soft hand playing with the hair on my chest. 

"First, Kate sweetie, would you mind getting up and getting the champagne flutes out of the cupboard. I think they're to the right of the sink. You'll see a button on the handle; that unlatches the cabinet."

"Ooo," she said as she inched off the bed and gave us all a great view of her perfect ass; "champagne flutes...how hoity toity we're getting," giggling and bouncing down the hall. Britt impeded my viewing by crawling over my chest and gave me a big, deep kiss; Gina turned my head and gave me a second one as Kate walked in with the crystal.

"Save some for me," she said as she set the glasses down and filled them each about half way with the bubbly. Britt and Gina got situated beside me again as Kate handed them their glasses. Holding hers and mine, she nimbly crawled up on the bed and straddling my legs and knee-walked over me until she was situated right over my crotch. Settling down, she squirmed until she felt my response, smiled and leaned in for her kiss, her hands still holding our drinks. I held her waist, holding her steady lest she spill on the bed or the girls. Having had her fill of my tongue, she sat back up straight and handed me my glass. 

It was evident that she was comfortable where she sat, so I took a sip and the girls followed suit. "Well," I began; "first off, what's with the silk and satin?" looking lustily at each scantily clad beauty. 

"Well," Britt answered, "we were inspired by Katie's photo shoot yesterday, so we thought we'd surprise you. Looks like you outdid us again, so quit stalling, what's with the rolling mansion?" 

"Well, you know I had that meeting with Mark today, and he sounded a little off, so I was concerned that things had gone sideways with his plans. Anyway, when I got there, her poured me some of his thirty year-old scotch and said he had some things he needed to talk to me about. So shit, now I was nervous and I just shot that first drink and flopped onto his couch." I took another sip and the girls stared at me, waiting for me to continue. "Anyway, Mark them proceeds to laugh, slapped me on the shoulder and refilled my glass. Turns out that he'd met with his accountants the other day, you know, to go over all the books and getting ready for the big move. Anyway, it turns out that he was in much better shape financially than he thought and that he was going to have to pay a butt-load of taxes. They started really dissecting everything he has and they came upon this motor home. I didn't know he even owned it and I guess Mark even forgot he had it. Seems he took it in lieu of getting paid for a job and it's been in storage for a year or two. Anyway, they found some way of writing the thing off or down or something like that and since he can't sail it to his new island home, Mark decided he didn't need it, so here it is, part of my severance package."

"You mean he just gave it to you?" Kate gasped, not entirely from my story; she hadn't stop rubbing on my cock through my pants since she's sat down. 

"Yeah, pretty much I guess," as I toyed with the lace that framed Gina's D-cups. "There has to be a bill of sale for the title transfer, so I'll pay him some nominal amount so that we can truthfully say he sold it to me. After that, it's mine, or ours," looking at Britt and giving her a kiss, "depending on whether I take ownership or the business does. I guess we need to talk to someone and see what makes the most sense."

"Well they say timing is everything," Britt replied, moving up more onto my chest and giving me another kiss. "I was putting together a list for Saturday like you mentioned earlier and it became obvious pretty quickly that we were going to have to caravan out to the ranch, what with the five of us and all the clothes and equipment. Now...?" 

"Well, that's one vote for the company owning this rig," I nodded; "mobile studio, dressing room, office,"

"Movie set," Kate interjected, rocking back and forth some more.

"Love nest," Gina piped in, slipping one firm tit out of her tiny bra and moving it to my lips. I happily suckled while Britt sat up to kiss Kate as they played with each other's breasts.

After working each other up, we leaned back to catch our breath; "So how many will it sleep?" Britt inquired, pulling Kate off my lap and into hers.

"Well depending on," then catching a breath as Gina took the opportunity to slip her hand under my waistband and grab a handful of hard-on, "depending on how many decide to sleep in here and how cozy you want to be in the other beds, I'd say there is room for six or seven very comfortably."

Britt had both hands full of the little ones tits and was really working her nipples. Kate's head hung back on Britt's shoulder, moaning in her ear while her own hand had snuck down into her micro-panties and slowly strummed her pussy. Leaning over, I kissed Britt; our tongues dueled for control as Kate squirmed in her lap. Not one to be ignored, Gina leaned over me and tried to get in on the kissing. After a frustrating bout, Gina asked, "Is it too early to christen the new ship?" 

"Sounds like a plan," Britt panted just as Kate slid around until she had one of Britt's tits in her mouth and her hand buried between the blondes toned thighs. 

"Where to, Captain?" Gina's eyes wide with lust.

"How 'bout the Captain's seat?" I suggested.

"Aye Aye sir," she said with a sexy grin as she moved off the bed and held her hand out to help me up. No sooner were off the bed, then Kate and Britt were sprawled over it, pulling off what little they wore. The sounds of their lovemaking followed us down the hall to the front of the coach. Standing in what I guess would be considered the living room; Gina stood before me and began to undress me. Her eyes never left mine as she worked her way down, cursing my boots under her breath until they were finally off. Her eyes still locked on mine, she took me in her mouth. Just her beautiful brown eyes locked on mine were enough to make me hard; her soft lips and tongue made me light-headed. 

My turn, she stood stone-still as I reciprocated. Not having as much to do, I lingered as I went, kissing each nipple, lapping at her belly-button. On my knees, I pulled the transparent panties down and kissed the top of her sexy slit, eliciting a soft moan. Not done yet, I ran my hands up and down one leg and kissed her hip, spinning her until I faced her perfect ass. I placed a kiss on each cheek as I explored her other leg. She shivered as I slid my tongue in and licked my way up between those firm hemispheres. Unable to resist, I spread her cheeks and she instinctively bent forward, grabbing the arm of a couch as I probed her ass with my rolled-up tongue. Her arousal had me ready to set sail and I stood and led her to the helm. I took my seat, folding the armrests out of the way and she stood in front of me with room to spare. Looking down, she acquired her target and plotted her course, straddling the Captain's seat of power. 

Slowly, with my hands on her hips to help her guide her way, we made contact. Her pussy lips sucked the drop of pre-cum that sat on my blunt tip. Gina shuddered as my cock split her wet lips, her inner heat burning me. A cry of ecstasy echoed from the far reaches, followed immediately by an equally loud howl of elation that only Kate could emit. Deaf to all others, my Amazon slowly made her descent; "God I love your fucking cock in my pussy...sooo fucking big...ohhh sooo fucking good," as she finally bottomed out. Her pussy rippled along my length as she just sat there with her eyes closed and chewed on her lower lip. I just sat there too and watched her facial expressions change as the sensations I felt on my cock changed as well. Her pussy worked my cock, her inner walls undulating, trying to swallow me, take me deeper. 

Sensing she had all I had to give, she opened her big brown eyes and took a deep breath and then smiled; "Permission to fuck you, Captain?"

What was with all the role playing I asked myself, not stupid enough to ask it out loud and ruin a good thing; "Carry on," I replied. 

Putting her hands on my shoulders, she pushed up and I felt the cool air on my pussy-soaked dick. Almost to the top, she dropped back down, her pussy hugging me tight. Leaning, she bowed her back enough to give us both an unobstructed view of her cunt swallowing my cock, over and over again. Mesmerized by the view, we were unaware of the goings on around us. A soft tickle on my shoulder and a whisper of breath gave her away; "Enjoying yourself there, Captain?" my first mate whispered in my ear as she looked over my shoulder. Gina kept up a steady rhythm; a long slurping sound accompanied each upstroke. "So fucking hot," Britt whispered in my ear, running her tongue around it. 

A tiny squeak got my attention and I glanced to the right. Little Kate, bare-ass as the day she was born was perched on the massive dashboard that was big enough for her to sleep on comfortably. Leaning against the window post in the corner, she had one leg on the dash and the other spread wide, dangling provocatively. She was watching the show, one hand pulling on an erect nipple while the other sluiced two or three fingers in her soaked snatch and then rubbed her clit almost viscously. My cock didn't stand a chance, visual stimulation to my right, physical stimulation in front of me on my cock and Britt's bare breast on my shoulder, her tongue slithering around in my ear; "Your cock looks it's ready to blow there, Captain." 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 26



Gina whole body shuddered as I felt her cum, waves of her juices washing over my cock; that was all I could take. "Ready for the Captain to let loose the cannon?" Britt asked the quaking brunette as another orgasm swept through her. 

"Pleeeaassee..."she cried out as she dropped her head on my other shoulder. I held her tight and rocked into her pussy once, twice, and then...

"Hunh...hunh...hunh...I grunted with each volley I fired deep inside her. Gina and I held each other tight as my cock spasmed in recoil, her pussy hugging me tight. We breathed hard in each other's ear, regaining enough strength to dare try and stand back upright. Britt kissed us each on the cheek and then went into the bathroom in search of a towel or washcloth. Meanwhile, Kate peeled herself off the dash and walked over and gave us a hug; "That was about the sexiest thing I've watched in a while...thank you." I could just see the top of her head out the windshield as she made her way back into the house.

"Here," Britt stood beside us; "let me help you up." Taking Gina's hand, she held her while Gina found her land-legs once more and stood beside me while I stayed seated. "Stand still," Britt commanded her girlfriend as she dropped to her knees in front of her to help her get cleaned up. I'd foolishly assumed that Britt would use the washcloth she'd found; Gina gasped and dug her finger nails into my shoulder trying to stay upright as our blonde lover took Gina's pussy into her mouth and hoovered our collective juices out of her. Another small tsunami washed over her, flushing the last of our love into Britt's greedy mouth. 

"You little shit," Gina cursed, with a smile on her face as she held Britt's head to her crotch until she was once again able to stand on her own. Pulling Britt back to her feet, Gina, her hand still full of blonde hair, pulled Britt into a deep kiss, sharing what Britt had collected. Satisfied that she had received her share of the bounty, Gina leaned over and gave me an equally deep kiss and then a hug, whispering softly, "I love you," and then as she straightened up; "and I love your cock." With that, she gave Britt another kiss and turned and exited the coach.

We both watched as the naked brunette made her way into the house and then Britt slid into my lap. "So, that was fun," as she looked back over my shoulder at the motor home interior. "I can see where this thing could come in real handy, both for the business and personally. I've always wanted to take a road trip somewhere and do some camping."

"Yeah, "I agreed, "I'd like to think that we could sneak a vacation in now and then. I'm not too sure how useful it will be for the business, but you never know. We'll talk to the accountant and see how it all pencils out." I hugged her tight as we sat there silently for a bit. "Well, I don't know about you, but my ass is getting cold and I'm hungry."

"Bitch, bitch, bitch," she giggled, squirming in my lap, trying to get a rise out of me. "Alright, one more kiss," which she took and then whispered in my ear; "we all love you;" and with a wink, she slipped out of my lap and walked out naked, leaving me to gather all the clothes.

**Thursday morning**

"Babe," I whispered in her ear. 

"Mmafugasleea..." was the protesting reply. Even her sleepy gibberish sounded sexy and my cock, nestled against her butt responded.

"Baby...wakey, wakey," kissing her ear and cupping her breast.

"G'way...sleep," she mumbled as she pushed back against my dick. 

"I'm sorry sweetie," I said a little louder, her nipple now between my thumb and forefinger. I hooked my leg over hers and wedged my hardness in between my favorite buns. Slowly she started to come around and rocked her hips incrementally. I kissed her shoulder and combed my fingers through her long blonde hair; "I didn't want to wake you baby, but I just realized that I need a ride to work. I left my truck at the shop when I brought home the motor home."

"Oh, that's too bad," she murmured, lifting her leg and pushing mine off of her; subtle hint.

"Aw, c'mon lover," I pleaded softly as I pushed myself up on my elbow and gazed down her sexy form. Now on her back, she unintentionally (?) left herself open for further pestering on my part. I ran on finger down from the tip of her nipple and skipped over one rib and then the next. She shivered slightly and I looked up to see her biting her lower lip in anticipation, her eyes scrunched closed. I worked my way down, circling her navel before making my way to my final destination. I stopped short and detoured, tracing a line to her hips and then back to the center of her firm lower belly. Her legs spread slightly as my finger fell into the crevasse between her mound and her leg. Spreading wider still, inviting, I retraced my path and moved to the other side. Falling into the opposing cleft, she inhaled deep; her hand teasing her own stiffened nipple. Leaning over, I took the other between my lips and let my wandering finger find her waiting sex. Her pussy lips were wet and distended, anxious for my touch. Still nursing on her breast I watched as my finger slipped beneath the folds. Her other hand captured my head, holding me in place as I suckled happily. I worked my finger, then a second inside her, gathering her juices. Slipping upward, I captured her excited clit between the folds and my fingers and worked it slowly.

Britt moaned softly as she rocked her hips in concert with my fingers as we worked together to get her off. "Baby," she moaned as she captured my hand under hers and guided me, working my slick fingers over and around her clit. I laid my head on her chest and flicked her nipple with my tongue, fascinated with the way she used my hand to bring herself to climax. Suddenly, and with little warning, she inhaled deep and bucked her hips, pushing my hand hard on her mons; "Yes baby, yes...yes..." she moaned as she broke loose. I could feel the heat rise from within and she held her butt high off the mattress, pushing downward with her hand on mine. After a few deep breaths, she relaxed; her butt back on the bed and she released her hold on me. I let my fingers slip back between the folds and tease her pussy ever-so -lightly. She ran her hand down my back and raked her nails back up my spine. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tight, nibbling on her neck; "Now will you give me a ride to work?"

"I suppose," she sighed, rolling to her side and giving me a soft kiss; "but I want breakfast too," she smiled.

**Later yet that morning**

After a quick shower and a quick hand-job as we soaped each other up, we finally made our way to my stranded truck. It was a slow work morning, so a late breakfast worked out just perfectly. We sat and talked about the business, our photography business, and daydreamed out-loud. Not surprisingly, we wandered down parallel paths, both having the same visions of the future for our new venture. The more we talked, the further out we planned, our personal relationship trickled into the conversation.

We'd walked into the restaurant holding hands and we held hands throughout breakfast; it just seemed natural and then it turned into a game. My right hand crossed the small table and held Britt's left. Both being righties, she got the better end of that deal; ambidextrous I'm not. Starting the minute we sat down across from each other and sipping our coffee, we never lost contact. Britt was wiser when it came to ordering; she opted for the French toast and a side of bacon. Knuckleheaded me, I had to have the steak and eggs and some sourdough toast. Our waitress, an older woman, was amused by the whole thing and I'll swear she even took sides with Britt. Whenever she came over to top off our coffee, she'd pick up the cups and fill them and set them back on the table. I caught her once give Britt a wink when for the third time, she set my cup far to the right, on the other side of our clasped hands, just so I'd have to do this body contorting twist to retrieve it; Britt giggled each time.

I realized I was in for more when our server sat our meals in front of us and gave me a big smirk as she sat mine in front of me. A large steak knife straddled the plate and the generous hunk of beef. Not your usual wimpy 'breakfast steak', this was a serious piece of sirloin. I heard Britt snicker as she looked down at her meal and easily poured syrup over her French toast. She picked up a slice of bacon with her fingers, looked up at me and smiled as she bit off a piece. If we hadn't been out in public, I'd have done the same, just grabbed the side of beef and gone at it like a starving caveman. Stalling, I pried the foil top off the single-serving jelly packet and didn't even try to scoop it out with a knife; I just squeezed the raspberry goodness out onto the bread. Earning yet another suppressed giggle, Britt watched with amusement as I chased two eggs, over medium, around the plate with the dull fork. Unencumbered, Britt enjoyed her meal and the sideshow. When it was time to face the steak, I made one sad attempt at cleaving off a piece with the aforementioned dull fork. Beaten, I looked up at her with a sad look on my face and squeezed her hand.

"Poor baby," she said in a motherly voice; "do you need help cutting up your meat, honey?" I stuck my tongue out at her and she lost it, laughing out loud. Equally loud was the laugh that came from across the dining area, our waitress was in stitches. Game over, I tried to break our hold on each other, but Britt wasn't having it. "Here, give me the knife. You hold it with the fork and I'll cut it."

"This is silly," I protested, looking around to see how much of a spectacle we had made of ourselves; thankfully we'd caught the place between the breakfast and lunch rushes.

"I think it's fun" she corrected me as she picked up the knife with one hand and squeezed my other; "Let's finish what we started." She gave me that look that just goes straight to my heart; the one that said she was mine and she was all in. 

I smiled and then sighed in defeat. I stabbed the dead cow and Britt reached over and sawed off a bite-size piece. Next problem was retrieving the fork and once more I gave her that forlorn look and nearly whimpered. "I love you," she laughed and reached back across the table and proceeded to whack away at the steak until it was pared into a pile of pieces. 

"Thanks," I said as I sampled the beef. Thankfully, it was a good cut; would have been a pity after all this work. We continued though our meal, our hands still holding each other's, fingers massaging and teasing. 

Our waitress came over and grabbed our coffee cups once more and gave me a big smile as she sat mine conveniently within reach; "You two are about the cutest couple I've ever seen," she said. She looked over at our clasped hands; "Pardon me for asking but are you two married? He hasn't let go of your hand long enough for me to see if you had a ring or not."

Britt blushed and looked at me as she answered, "Well, not yet," and the blush got deeper. I gulped hard and gave her hand another squeeze.

"Oh, I'm so sorry if I embarrassed you! I'm just a nosy old broad and watching you two this morning has just made my day. I remember what it was like to be so in love that you couldn't stand to be apart, but that was a long time ago. It just warms my heart to see you two together like this." She turned to me," I hope its okay that I teased you a bit with the coffee."

"That was great, Rose," Britt answered, pausing to look at the woman's name tag. "I appreciate the assist. I'm glad he ordered the steak too; that was fun."

I looked up at Rose; "And that wasn't the cut of meat that usually comes with breakfast, now was it?"

Rose's cheeks managed to blush through all the make-up she wore and let out a girlish giggle and winked at Britt; "No extra charge," she said and turned on her heels and walked back toward the kitchen. "Can I get you kid's anything else?" she asked over her shoulder.

"I don't think so, Rose, just the bill please," I replied.

"Comin' up, Darlin'" she said happily as she went through the swinging doors.

After paying and leaving a generous tip and the promise that we'd be back soon, we walked out...hand-in-hand. We walked through the parking lot until we got to her car. Leaning against the fender, I pulled her into an embrace and she leaned in, expecting a kiss. I placed my index finger on her lips and she opened her eyes, questioning my interruption; "Not yet, huh?" I asked.

Britt squinted her eyes as she leaned back and looked at me, unsure of the question; "What? Not yet?...Oh," she suddenly realized; "That 'not yet', well..."

I interrupted her, giving her the kiss she was expecting and then some. Our tongues played as our hands had earlier, but there was moaning involved now. Britt ground her pelvis into mine and I latched onto her butt with both hands and pulled her in tighter yet. I half hoped that Rose was looking out the window as we carried on like a couple of teenagers in the middle of the parking lot. 

We stopped just before I started working out a plan in my head to carry her back to my truck and work off a little breakfast in the back seat. "So," I whispered in her ear as we continued to hold each other tight, "we're getting married, huh?"

"Of course we are," she whispered back as she nibbled on my ear. Her hand drifted down between us until she had her hand wrapped around the ever-present bulge she was responsible for; "You don't think I'd take the chance of this ever getting away from me, do you?" giving me a hand-hug.

I ran my tongue around the inside of her ear and she hugged me harder as I gripped her ass even tighter, surely leaving a semi-permanent imprint. "So you'll let me know when this is supposed to happen; you know, give me a little notice," I asked.

"I'm in no hurry," she purred; "I'm pretty happy with the way things are now," and she gave me another breath-stealing kiss.

**Late Thursday afternoon**

After muddling through the rest of an uneventful day, I pulled into the warehouse to a pleasant surprise. Busy as little bees, my three favorite girls were wiping down the black step-side pickup that was the next subject for the calendar shoot. It was warmish in the chasmal building and my salacious workers were dressed accordingly. Glistening under the overhead lights, all three had given up on their string tops which now hung on the back struts of a four foot step ladder next to the truck. 

"Hi lover," Britt called out as I put my truck in park and stepped out. It was a dick stiffening panorama and I reached into the cab and grabbed my work camera and snapped off a couple of shots. Britt was at the front of the truck, standing on a small stool. Bent at the waist, she leaned across the hood, wiping off any dust that had settled on the glossy finish. Her profile was stunning with her long blonde hair swept to one side, a silken backdrop for her perfect breasts, nipples lightly grazing the reflective surface. Barefoot and wearing her favorite satin running shorts, and I do mean short, her legs looked shapely and powerful. 

Gina, with the long legs and torso stood on the second rung of another ladder and reached across the roof of the old Chevy and worked the soft cotton towel across the fine finish. Her generous d-cups left their print on the enamel, adding to her work load. Her leg muscles were taut as she stood barefoot and stretched; her ass cheeks were tight, clamped down on the bit of white floss that made up the bikini bottom she nearly wore. I so wanted to stand behind her and bury my face there. 

Katie, the little one was similarly appareled with only the tiniest of a royal blue string bottom covering very little. She stood at the back of the truck, vigorously working over the tail gate, giving me a teasing view of her tail. Her long black hair was pulled into a full pony tail that swept the floor beside her as she bent at the waist. For such a tiny thing, she was perfectly proportioned except for those big brown eyes that could melt me to the core.

"Looks good, ladies," I said as I approached the truck. Already positioned in front of the seamless backdrop, I looked around, impressed that they had all the lights set up and in the correct locations and the nearby table held the cameras and the laptop; we were ready to shoot.

"So, does everything look okay?" Kate asked as she looked over her shoulder at me, still bent over and wiggling her butt at me. 

Britt giggled as she walked over to me," I think she means the lights, stud." Grabbing my hand, she pulled me down to her level for a kiss. I pulled her in tight and had two hands full of the most perfect ass and we ground against one another until we had to come up for air.

"Get a room," Gina laughed, still perched on the ladder and bent over the truck's roof. I gave Britt an extra squeeze and then kicked off my shoes and made my way toward the truck. I shuffled around in sock feet, not wanting to mar the painted floor and looked over the truck. Making a show of leaning inside through the driver's window, I ran a hand up Gina's long leg for support and caressed her muscular thigh. I felt a slight shiver as she anticipated my hands path. I stood back up straight beside her and planted a kiss on her ass cheek, so conveniently positioned at the perfect elevation; "Looks good," nibbling on the other side. She threw me an air kiss and a wanton look; obviously ready for the days shoot. 

Britt appeared suddenly beside me and gave her roommate another buss on the butt; "Okay babe, let's get you changed for the shoot." Gina sighed and took the two steps down to the floor and gave me another look that made my dick jump. Her breasts shined with the thin layer of sweat and I was tempted, but Britt interjected; "Okay, let's get this show on the road. Kate, I'll get Gina ready and you can help lover boy here get set to shoot, okay?"

"Shoot pictures or...?" she giggled, her tiny tits bouncing as she laughed at her own joke.

"You just do your photography thing," Gina threatened mockingly and with a knowing smile and a quick glance down at my crotch. My dick fluttered again as I turned to the table to check out the gear. Kate joined me at the table and stood as close as she could without crawling up on my shoulders. She watched quietly as I looked all the lenses over for dust, checked the batteries and cards. Anticipating my next move, she leaned over and turned on the lap top. I picked up the camera and turned back to the truck and fired off a couple shots to see if the lights synced. 

"Looks good," Kate said. I turned back to look at the laptop and indeed, everything did look good. Bent over the work table, her fingers danced over the keyboard, playing with the image. The concentration on her face mixed with the technology on the table and her near-naked profile was too good to pass up and I fired off a couple more shots. The little one giggled when her own image popped up on the screen. I leaned in and it wasn't a half bad shot, considering the lighting was all directed the other way. The glare of the computer screen lit her face while her body was a mix of shadows and bright reflections on her glowing bare skin. 

"Cool effect," she said as she straightened up and turned toward me. With a camera in my hand, I automatically fired off a couple more shots as she struck a silly pose. She wrinkled her nose when she looked at the shots as they came up on the screen; "Not as good; you want to meter a couple shots on the truck before we shoot?"

"They look good on the screen, but yeah, that's a good idea." I handed her the meter off the table and double-checked my camera settings; "Okay, I'm ready..." Kate had taken her position beside the truck and somewhere between where we were standing and the truck, she had somehow lost the scant bottoms she wore earlier. I shook my head in mild disbelief which garnered another girlish giggle from my pixie. "Okay," I reminded her, "we'll take readings from bright spots and from shadowed areas and work for a balance to begin with."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 26



"Gotcha," she said as she stood beside the bed of the truck and set one foot on the running board and held the light meter out to her right by the driver's door. I looked over the shot, not missing the gleam of light that reflected off her moist pussy lips. I winked at her when I looked up and found her staring at me. I popped the lights, not bothering to look at the viewfinder, but looking for glares and dark spots. It's kind of an old school method, back when we used film, but it's how I learned, so I still like to do it today. Kate shouted out the meter reading with each shot, asking questions as we went. I was proud of her attention to detail and her wanting to learn and understand the process. 

We took some more readings at the front and rear of the truck. She leaned over the hood of the Chevy and spread her legs, flashing me her now saturated snatch and a winking anus. She moved the meter high and low, yelling out the readings. Skipping to the back, she bounced up onto the open tailgate and spread her legs obscenely wide. She smiled big as she focused on the arousal she had caused in my pants. Somewhat professionally, she moved the meter about as I paid a little more attention to my bracketing as I fired off more test shots and she called out the results.

"Jesus, Katie," Gina hollered from the other side of the warehouse, "We can't leave you alone for a second, can we?" The little one broke out in laughter as she slid off the cool metal tailgate. I turned and stared dumbly at the apparition approaching. She was every construction workers wet dream. Starting at the bottom in a pair of Red Wings with the grey wool socks rolled down to the tops of the boots. Her long legs continued up until they ran into a pair of micro-cutoff denim shorts. The 'cuffs' were rolled up tightly against the top of her muscled thighs and the waist band was just a couple inches above that. If there were pockets, you couldn't fit anything but a bit of loose change in them, and then you couldn't get it out cuz the shorts fit so tightly. Moving further north, it takes a while before you encounter her belly-button and there is a hint of a six-pack as you make your way on up. Topside, her superb breasts are snugly sequestered in a string top that is also masterfully sculpted out of denim. Atop it all, perched on her head was one of my hardhats, blue and a bit dinged up, but on her, it was a tiara. Her hair hung down her back in one long ponytail that swished to and fro in time to her undulating hips. Hips swaying left and right, tits bouncing up and down and a confident smile on a beautiful face...she was perfection.

"Whatcha' think? " Britt asked, skipping just a couple steps behind her roommate. At first, I assumed that she was referring to Gina's outfit, but then I saw that my girl had traded in her running shorts for another outfit I'd never seen before. Still barefoot and bare-legged, she wore a pair of highly modified denim bib overalls. Back in the day, and I mean way back in the day, overalls were common work-wear for carpenters and other tradesmen. Plenty of pockets and a comfortable loose fit made them popular and in the colder climes, they were loose enough to be worn over your other clothes for an extra layer of insulation. Britt's had seen fit to completely jettison the legs of the countrified clothing and the sides were cut high, like a pair of French panties. The bib-portion was worn correctly, but cinched up loosely and with no shirt underneath. She gave me a little pirouette as she grew nearer and the open sides offered a spectacular view of her torso and the majority of my favorite set of titties.

"Well," I answered, "all you need is a straw hat and a wheat stem to chew on and you're set. Kinda' wish we had a tractor to shoot." 

Gina had made her way to the set and sidled up beside me and rubbed up against my side like a cat and purred, "So do I fit the part?"

I put my arm around her waist and let my hand drift down until my fingers flirted with her cuffed work-shorts; "Babe, if you showed up to work on one of my jobs dressed like this, I'd have to just let everyone else go home for the day, cuz' you'd cause nothin' but accidents all day long." She giggled and turned to give me a soft kiss on the cheek. I dodged the bill of her hardhat and gave her a little swat on the butt; "Okay, move to the front of the truck...naked assistant, my camera, please," holding out my hand and assuming the role of the big-time artist. 

"What a way to run a business," Britt mumbled mockingly as she walked up behind Gina and fluffed up her hair and put her in her first pose. 

The shoot went great with Gina really getting into her part. Her facial expressions added a lot to the shots and we took great delight in watching our naked nymph running back and forth across the warehouse, retrieving tools from my tool box to use as props for various shots. After a couple hours we had shot every conceivable combination of poses we could come up with and called it a wrap. Kate made one more trip across the great expanse and brought us all bottles of water. We pulled up some folding chairs and they huddled around me, Britt and Gina on either side, Kate behind me, as I scrolled through the frames. Once again, it was going to be difficult to narrow it down to just one picture for the calendar.

"Ohhh...look at her ass in this one," Kate said in a throaty whisper. On the screen, Gina had one long leg up on the tailgate and her other on the ground; the only one of us who could pull off this move. Her one leg was stretched tight and her butt cheek protruded, casting a slight shadow where they intersected, accentuating the shape of her ass.

"Looks good enough to eat," I said under my breath, but not softly enough that she didn't hear me.

Britt sighed and Gina leaned over and whispered;" I'll take you up on that," and ran her tongue inside my ear. 

I continued to shuffle through the shots with Kate trying to massage my neck with her bare breasts as Britt and Gina's hands teased my cock which they had easily managed to make rock hard. The comments continued, most of them good except for the occasional critique from our model about one shot making her ass look enormous while the next had her twisted around until she looked like she was writhing in pain, but with a smile. Mercifully, the slideshow came to an end with Gina's hand in the fly of my pants, cock in hand, Britt with her hand in my shirt, tweaking my nipples and the little one still trying to wrap her B's with her stiff nipples, around my neck.

"Okay," Britt said, standing and taking over the show; "It's time for the next shoot. Kate, we need a hardhat for George," and our tiny, naked sprite skipped back across the expanse for yet another prop. While the remaining three of us turned and watched with adoration as her long hair and bouncy butt skittered away; "Gina, you're the apprentice and you're doing what you do best to make yourself a valued employee. Lover boy here is obviously your boss and the one you need to impress." 

Gina gave me a look that made my dick jump to attention as she licked her lips; "Yes, Ma'am!"

"And babe," she said, turning to me and straightening my shirt; "You just...well, you just be a guy."

"Yes, Ma'am," I replied as I grabbed her by her bib and kissed her till she couldn't breathe.

"Okay," said the flustered art director, "Kate, give the boss his hardhat and grab your camera. Gina, first shot will be beside the truck, next to the step-side thingy. George, you'll be beside her and look like you're telling her to do something and point at the bed of the truck."

Gina and I took our spots and the naked photographer bounced around under Britt's direction. Gina and I played off each other for each pose; I would try to look stern while she looked frightened. The next one, I would smile and she would be openly laughing, like I'd just told her the funniest joke she'd ever heard. The last one that Britt wanted was tougher and should really have been the one that took the least amount of acting skill; I was supposed to look, well I guess lustful or maybe just plain old horny. Gina was then supposed to appear to be...well, maybe the same; not lovelorn, just hot and bothered. 

"Okay," satisfied with that pose; "Gina, babe, you stand on the step and then lean all the way over and George, you stand to the side and just stare at that ass."

Gina giggled and took her spot and bent over the side of the bed. Britt moved up behind her and tugged the crotch of the shorts deeper into the crack of that bountiful butt. "Looks good lover," she said, giving the brunette's butt a buss on the left cheek. I took my place and went through facial expressions ranging from out-and-out lechery to comical, bug-eyed wonder. 

It all seemed a little foolish to begin with, posing and shooting like we were making some kind of story-board for a movie or something. Regardless of what I thought, the girls were having fun and I knew how the story ended, so...yeah, I just shut up and did what I was told.

"Okay, next shot, Gina, move up like you're reaching way into the truck and your feet come off the ground, you know, so you're teetering on the edge of the bed." Gina did as she was told and had found equilibrium, her long legs cantilevered outward. "Okay babe, now you grab her feet, like you're trying to steady her...okay, now spread her legs further apart...okay good, now...hang on." Again, the director stepped in for a wardrobe adjustment and pulled my apprentice's crotch up tighter yet and then yanked it sideways. One of Gina's pussy lips peaked out as well as a hint of her puckered ass-hole. Satisfied, Britt stepped back and took in the tableau; "Okay babe, step in a little more and spread those stems a little more and just take in the view."

I didn't need much direction in that regard and whispered to my co-model as Britt was giving direction to her photographer; "Hang in there babe; If she doesn't get these shots pretty quick, I'm going to have to just have you right now. You're so fuckin' hot; I can't keep it in my pants much longer."

"Oh god," she murmured in reply and I swear I saw her pussy lip pulse; "Hurry up Britt, I can't stay like this much longer!"

"Alright, alright...sheesh, talent can be so bitchy. Okay, we only need a couple shots." Kate stood off to the side and got a profile of us and then I heard them move a ladder behind me. Kate stepped up and rested the lens on my shoulder for a POV or point-of-view shot. The camera clacked in ear a half dozen times and before she stepped back down, Kate leaned in, her stiff nipples poking me in the back, and whispered, "Looks nice...I'd fuck that," kissing my ear before she dismounted.

"Okay lover, pull your employee out of the truck, but Gina baby, your top is going to 'accidently' hook on the sides of the truck and 'Ta-dah', you're going to give your boss a close and personal look at those big ol' titties of yours!"

"Good lord, Britt," Gina huffed as we worked together to extricate her from the back of the truck.

"Come on, go with me here; it'll be fun," the director said, trying to encourage her actor. "Kate, keep shooting as he helps her out of the truck."

We got Gina back upright, standing back on the step on the side of the truck and with my hands on her waist; she slowly turned as the lights continued to flash. I looked up and her tits were indeed, there and bare and standing proud. Looking up further I was captured by the look in her eyes, hooded and smoldering. I continued to make eye contact as I leaned forward and kissed her belly button; the lights continued to flash. Holding her firmly by the waist, I lifted her slightly off the truck and began to slowly lower her, my lips making contact with the warm skin that passed. Her boots hit the floor at about the same time her breasts reached lip level and without direction I took the right one in my hand and drew her erect nipple into a kiss. Gina moaned and threw her head back as I suckled on her breast while my left hand explored her butt. My fingers played along the hem and I could feel the heat of her sex; my cock pulsed and she felt it, grinding her crotch into mine.

The crew remained quiet, willing to let the talent improvise for now. I traded breasts and butt cheeks while my underling snaked her hand between, running it up and down my length through layers of clothing; an annoyance she would quickly remedy. I shifted a little when I felt her searching for the top of my zipper. With practiced skill, she soon had my hard-on free but captured in her left hand. With her right, she lifted my chin, detaching me from her breast and swapped it for her hungry mouth. Our tongues lashed at one another, moaning into our kiss. Both her hands now possessed my cock as mine returned to her tits. I rolled her nipples between my fingers and she kissed me harder until she had to break free from my grasp. Our lips parted and she slowly made her way to her knees until she was eye to, well eye, with my rigid member. She stared it in the eye and then her tongue flicked out like a reptile and picked off the droplet of pre-cum that hung there. Licking her lips, she held me with one hand and looked up and I watched her slowly consume me. With excruciating patience, she nibbled her way down my length, her tongue tickling the underside, until she had taken me whole, her nose tickled by my trimmed pubic hair. Her eyes never left mine until she had bottomed out and then she slowly closed her eyes and swallowed. Britt always used this trick when she so effortlessly took me down into her throat. The swallowing action massages the head of my cock and it's all I can do to not jettison my load. This was a first with Gina; obviously the girls had been talking. I glanced up at Britt who was looking at me intently and gave me a knowing wink.

Not one to want to have the story end too soon, I wrapped my fingers through her long hair and drew her back off my cock. She looked back up at me through watery eyes and she smiled with the tip of my cock between her lips; proud of her deep-throating skills. I gave her an acknowledging wink and for the benefit of the others, I slipped back into my role as the job boss and said gruffly; "Not bad girl...now suck my dick!" Both Kate and Britt gasped audibly and Gina bit down lightly before allowing me, as they so crudely put it in the porn vernacular, to 'fuck her face'. Her eyes were big as I drove my cock in and out of her sweet mouth. Kate circled, snapping shot after shot before pausing just to stare. I looked over at her and she was glued to the scene with her free hand between her legs. I could hear her wet pussy squelching, even over Gina's slurping on my cock. 

"Okay, cut...cut," Britt yelled out like a movie director. I stopped at the bottom of the stroke and untangled my fingers. Gina was slow to let me go, her hand taking over where her lips had been. Still holding on, she stood up before me, squeezing my cock ever so lightly. Leaning in for a kiss, she stopped just short and whispered before she took my mouth with hers; "I'm gonna wear your dick out," and she took my tongue in her mouth and worked it like my cock while her hand slid slowly back on forth, keeping me on the edge. 

"Okay people," our cover-all clad director said with authority. Gina rolled her eyes, still holding on and stroking lightly. "Let's move to the back of the truck; Kate, drop the tailgate." Licking her fingers as she made her way to the back of the truck, Kate carefully sat the camera on the floor and tried to open the tailgate. Struggling, she looked over with a pouty look on her face. I looked at Gina, then down at her hold on me, and then back up. 

"Alright, go help her," she sighed and released me. I smiled and walked over to Kate, my cock bouncing along in front of me, sticking out of my pants. I grabbed on to the gate and gave it a manly tug and down it came. 

"There you go sweetie," I said to Kate.

"Thanks," she answered and turned to pick the camera back up off the floor. Bent at the waist in front of me, she stalled to mess with the camera. Her wet pussy offered a tempting target that I could simply have walked right into and might have except for the verbal warnings.

"Don't even," warned my co-star/apprentice, standing with her arms crossed under her sizable breasts.

"No teasing the talent, Katie," the director admonished, "C'mon, let's get this next shot," as she put her hand on Gina's ass and pointed her toward us. Kate took a step back before she stood up and then turned, disappointed that she didn't 'accidently' make contact with me. She gave me a wink and turned again, managing to swing close enough that my hard-on grazed her back, leaving a short snail-trail on her soft skin. She let out a soft sigh as she moved into position for the next shot.

"Okay girl," giving Gina a soft swat on the butt; "set your sweet ass on the tailgate." Following direction, she perched herself on the cold metal and gave out a little squeak before settling down. Her legs hung nearly to the floor and she looked so inviting; my cock bobbed in agreement. 

"Okay lover, I guess you know what to do next," she smiled.

"I think I've got a pretty good idea," I said and turned to my apprentice. I pushed her knees apart and stood between them, against the top edge of the tailgate. I leaned down and kissed her once more. She wasted no time in latching onto my cock again. We kissed as I played with her tits and she soon had me at my peak and I had to change things up. I took a step back and began a slow striptease. I'm not much of a dancer and I didn't really think I could pull off any moves that would be particularly provocative or teasing, so I just went slow and never lost eye contact with her. Gina stared at me hard-on, licking her lips. I pulled off my shirt and managed to kick of my boots with some grace. I turned my back to her and unbuckled my belt and did that slow teasing thing that women do, showing just a bit of butt crack, pulling it back up and then lowering it again slowly. Now I can't understand how a guy's hairy ass can be anywhere near as appealing as the smooth sculpted butt of a young woman, but I did garner a couple wolf whistles when I bent down to pull my pants the rest of the way off. I stood up straight, my back still to Gina, toed off my socks and made my slow turn, naked as the day I was born. 

Gina had a big smile on her face and held out her arms, beckoning me to her. I stepped up and took her hands and pulled her back to her feet and embraced her. My dick laid flat against her belly as we hugged and kissed. Her hands went to my ass this time and held me tight. I didn't meet much resistance as snaked my fingers under the tight waistband of her tiny work-shorts and tired to work them downward. She giggled in our kiss as she let go of my butt and reached between us to pop the snap on her denim shorts. I eased the bit of fabric down, running the palms of my hands over her ass once more and she shook her butt until they drifted down to her boots. I surprised her by picking her up, like a bride being carried over the threshold and walked us the couple steps back to the truck. She was kicking her legs, trying to lose the shorts and I struggled to keep her in my arms.

"Would you settle down," I asked her as I prepared for her landing. I paused and turned to Britt, "Hey babe, I need a drop cloth or something here. The back of this truck isn't made for what I have in mind." Well that comment stopped her squirming and she looked at me with questions; I just grinned. 

"Hey, I know," Kate chimed in. "We have some moving blankets from when we moved out of the store; I'll go get one." Handing Britt the camera, we were once again treated to her naked, animated trek across the building. Returning, she placed it on the tailgate and retrieved her gear.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 27



** Saturday morning early **

I didn't sleep for shit last night. I bounced from dream to dream, some of them innocuous and innocent, some of them frightening, and the one I was having now, downright dick-straightening. I think that most of them could be blamed on the prank I'd pulled yesterday on Britt, my blonde bombshell lover and business partner. 

Yesterday, I had called the company phone number, catching her sleepy-headed, and fed her a line about me, an older southern gentleman, wanting to get some sexy photos of my much younger girlfriend. I "accidently" let on that the girl was none other than Becky, our comely, redheaded friend and part-time plaything. I know that Britt, Gina and Kate would all come unwound thinking that Becky had an older gentleman on the line on the side. I was also sure that my brilliant Britt would figure out it was a prank and that would give her free rein to get me back. 

Anyway, if you had to finish the night with a dream, this last was the kind you wanted. I was camping alone, out in the wilderness. I was so far removed from civilization; I hadn't seen or heard anyone for weeks. Lost in the serenity, my mind was clear and all my senses acute. The air was fresh and brisk, the smell of pines, and in the distance, the sound of running water. My internal GPS led the way, the volume ever increasing, and the air became far more fragrant, like flowers. 

As I was about to emerge from the forested tree-line, the sound of the water streaming over the smooth river rocks changed; interrupted by splashing and sweet laughter. I peeked my head out from behind a large sugar pine and audibly gasped, sucking in that sweet air; she turned, having somehow heard me over the rattling of the rocks and water surrounding her. I ducked back behind the tree, wondering if isolation had led me to hallucinations. I could swear I had just seen a vision, an apparition if you will. I took a minute to compose myself before I slowly moved to take another look. She was still there, her back to me now. I blinked purposefully, making sure my eyes weren't deceiving me, but no, she was still there. 

I watched in awe; not twenty yards distant; a young girl, a wood nymph, a forest fairy, whatever, but a beautiful vision none-the-less. Slender and petite from behind, her long golden hair hung nearly to the water and as she played, it fanned and moved revealing her shapely form, a form devoid of clothing; I managed to hold back the gasp this time. She slowly turned my way and I retreated enough that I was still hidden, or so I thought. 

I did have to catch my breath now as I saw her true beauty. Sans clothing indeed, her lithe form was perfection, soft and shapely, her skin golden and radiant; but it was her face, her eyes, that captivated me. Even at this distance, they shone brightly, a shade of violet that occurs rarely in nature. The brightness of her eyes was matched only by the brightness of her smile as she playfully kicked at the water, splashing the cool water on her flawless legs. 

I was lost, admiring her playfulness and beauty when she suddenly stopped and stared right at me. I froze; surely she couldn't see me here in the deep shadows, but still her eyes bore into mine and then she smiled, crooking a delicate finger, gesturing me to reveal myself.

Entranced, I stepped out of hiding and walked slowly to the water's edge. Her eyes never left mine and her smile never wavered. I stopped where the stream washed at the bottom of my boot soles and my wood nymph seemed to float the remaining distance between us. I was statue still as she stood before me, bare-toe to boot-toe. 

Her eyes, now confirmed to be the most vibrant violet imaginable were laced with golden streaks that made them even more hypnotic. The only sounds were still those of the water babbling behind her and the occasionally chirping of a bird or barking of a tree squirrel. Seemingly satisfied that she had finished reading my mind, she slowly let her gaze drop, surveying the rest of me. 

I took the opportunity to do the same and cautiously dipped my head down and took in the true beauty before me. Like sculpted marble, her body was artistic purity. Her neck was long and slender, leading to a torso of womanly perfection, curvaceous and supple. Her breasts stood proud, nipples prouder yet, a couple shades darker than her golden skin. Her belly was toned and her hips pronounced and of course, those legs and her delicate feet; perfection personified.

Being a guy, my gaze returned to the intersection of her long legs. Standing so near, my sight-line was limited, but I could make out the subtle roundness, covered by a soft sprinkling of golden hair. Lost in my own mind, drawing a mental picture, I suddenly sensed once again that I was being watched. Sheepishly, I raised my head back up to see her eyes again locked on mine. Her lips tightened, changing her smile to a smirk. My cheeks flushed red; busted!

Silent still, I held my ground as she raised her hand and ran it softly over my cheek. She ran her index finger slowly over my lips and then down my chin. Pausing, I felt myself shiver, waiting for her next move; a kiss maybe? Her hands moved to my shoulders and slipped under my jacket. I let myself relax as my outer layer slipped from my shoulders to the ground. Next her hands went to the buttons on my shirt. Her fingers grazed my chest as she went from button to button. Once again, her hands went to my shoulders and I relaxed again as my shirt sloughed off, piled on my jacket. Her eyes met mine once more and I visibly shuddered as she ran her hands down my chest, pausing to run her fingers around my nipples and again pausing to playfully poke inside my belly button. I thought I heard a light snicker, but her eyes never changed, never left mine. 

I inhaled deep, gasping as one hand rested flat on my belly at the top of my pants, her other hand on my belt buckle. Again, her eyes never left mine, but one eyebrow arched slightly in reply. I swallowed hard as I felt her expertly manage my buckle, her stare unwavering. I didn't dare break ranks with her, even as I felt the button on my khakis pop free and the sound of the zipper joined that of the babbling stream. 

Following the trend, my pants unceremoniously dropped to the ground around my ankles. Her hands returned to my hips, balanced on the elastic band of my boxers. I closed my eyes briefly, waiting for her next move, and this time, I'm sure I heard her titter quietly. I opened my eyes and caught her in the act this time, gazing down at my boxers. Now I'm not sure if she was taking delight in the fact that my BVD's were adorned with little yellow Woodstocks, the Peanuts character, or the tent I had involuntarily pitched in my shorts. 

Her eyes moved back up slowly until we were once again optically connected and then she smiled devilishly; I had no option but to smile back. I wanted to say something, get the conversation started, but was pulled up short when she suddenly kissed me softly. Her warm, moist lips paused briefly on mine and then she began her downward trek. First my chin, then my neck, and onto my chest, deviating slightly to visit each nipple. Slowly she made her way; kisses stacked one below the other. I felt her tongue dart out and probe my belly button when she kissed it. 

When she came to the top of my boxers she paused and I finally thought to look down; I'd been looking straight ahead all this time, holding my breath. Her eyes still on mine, her lips on my lower belly, I felt her hook her fingers between the elastic and my skin and felt the cool air as she slowly worked my bird adorned briefs southward. 

She glanced down briefly when progress was somehow impeded and then looked up at me, again, that devilish stare, as she drew the elastic band outward and my stiffness sprang free. This time she did giggle as my cock, released from its confines bounced off the bottom of her chin. I felt my underwear flutter down to join my khakis and then damn near exploded as I felt her delicate hand wrap around my throbbing cock.

Forced to look down now, she was looking back up at me, her smile bigger than ever and her violet eyes were on fire. I sucked in my breath once more and held it as she opened those perfect lips and her delicate tongue reached out, tickling the tip of my cock, flicking the bead of pre-cum onto her tongue. She winked before she diverted her eyes, and opened her mouth and slowly took me between her sweet lips.

"HOLY SHIT!" I cried out, the sensation was so intense. I felt my cock being consumed until her delicate nose pressed against my belly and a familiar feeling on the head of my cock jarred me awake. I struggled to focus as I lifted my head slightly. 

The sound of the rushing waters was replaced with the ravenous slurping sound of wet lips and saliva on hard cock. Blonde hair cascaded over my lower region, partially blocking my view, but there was no doubt that my beautiful Britt, my own sexy nymph was the one pleasuring me.

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and as she continued to minister my hard-on; mouth, tongue, lips and hands working in harmony, I blinked furiously trying to focus. As my depth of field returned, I was treated to a landscape that always makes my blood flow southward. 

Britt was kneeling beside me, placing her unequaled ass within easy reach. Legs slightly parted, her pussy beckoned and her puckered pink star perched above, winked teasingly. I ran my hand up her firm thigh and her pussy lips visibly quivered. I palmed her ass cheek, massaging it gently before starting at the crease on top and slowly letting my middle finger slip down her lovely crack. I let my fingertip linger, resting on her precious pucker which kissed my fingertip, inviting it in. I turned down the invitation and continued downward. Her pussy glistened, her excitement shimmering on her inner lips that peeked out from within. 

Concentrating on the task at hand wasn't easy as my lover consumed me, determined to drain me. I gathered a bit of her essence on the tip of my finger and traveled the perimeter of her impatient pussy. Her clit snuck out and Britt moaned on my cock as I rubbed it gently. Momentarily distracted, she gave my balls a cautionary squeeze as her throat massaged the tip of my cock. 

I wasn't long for this world and my male ego wouldn't let her just have her way. I gently spread her lips with two fingers, marveling at the sweet nectar that began to trickle toward her clit. My girl was truly tuned on and I couldn't let that alone. Slowly I slipped on finger between those wanting lips and her pussy immediately sucked me in. 

Britt growled, the vibrations on the tip of my cock nearly sending me over the edge as she drew her lips up my length, her teeth gently scraping the underside. I answered with another digit planted deep inside her hot snatch and then let my thumb spread her slippery goodness over her distended clit.

That got her attention as her pussy hugged my fingers and she let my cock come up for air; "Fuck yeah," she panted, rocking her ass back on my hand. Britt whipped her head around, flinging her hair over her shoulder and her blue eyes, three shades darker than normal, bore into mine. She gritted her teeth as she fucked herself on my fingers until she had her first orgasm out of the way. "You gorgeous fucker, you," she laughed and then turned back to my cock and took me deep. 

"Fuck me," I moaned as she worked my cock like the world depended on it. Her talented mouth and tongue deposited lubrication enough to keep her pumping hand in nearly constant motion. My cock jumped when I felt her cup my wet balls with her other hand and then slowly slip the tip of her middle finger in my ass. 

My reaction caused her pussy to flutter, awakening my fingers still comfortably resting inside her snug snatch. Determined now to get her off once more before abandoning all hope, I petted her pussy from the inside, crooking my fingers and teasing her G-spot, that spongy trigger I could now find with ease. 

Aware of my counter-attack, Britt doubled her efforts and was fucking my ass with her thankfully slender digit while stroking and sucking my cock till hell wouldn't have it. 

I concentrated on my simultaneous probing and petting, frustrated that I couldn't contort myself enough to reach up and give her asshole the attention that would launch her clean out of the bed. 

Equal to the task, Britt had me on the brink as we raced to see who would throw who over the finish line first. I could feel it all the way to my toes while Britt felt my balls begin their retreat and it felt like my cock doubled its girth. 

Making the final turn, my dream girl held just the head of my swelling member between her lips and stroked firmly, willing my cum out of me as her finger tickled at my prostate, a sensation I'm still unsure of. I was afraid I'd pass out from blood loss to the brain, it felt so fucking good and I was ready to throw in the towel.

"Fuck Britt," I groaned. Digging in my heels, I arched my back suddenly, completely taking her by surprise. 

Hanging on, Britt lost her hold on my cock as my change in elevation forced my ready-to explode cock back into her mouth. Meanwhile, I had a death grip on the sheets with one hand, and my other, still working overtime on her impending climax, somehow hit on the perfect combination of pressure and motion. "Britt, Britt, Britt..." I cried through gritted teeth as I felt my cock unload in her mouth as she was trying to scream out when her orgasm took control. 

Unable to move or push off my fountain of cum, she swallowed time and again, only prolonging my pleasure. Meanwhile, in our climactic contortions, I'd unknowingly connected the circuit between her g-spot and clit and her entire body quaked a spontaneous seizure of sexual release. 

After what seemed like an eternity, both our bodies relaxed. I collapsed back onto the bed, Britt, her head in my lap with my spent cock resting on her cheek. 

When my head cleared, the blood returning to my brain, I grabbed another pillow and tucked it under my head. Looking down my torso, I found Britt, her head resting on my right thigh and, looking up at me through half-closed eyes. My flaccid cock wiggled as I felt her tickle it with her tongue. 

I reciprocated, running my hand over her ass and sneaking a little poke at her pink pucker. She moaned and giggled at the same time before stretching and then slithering across me until we were eye to eye. Her moist lips sought mine and our tongues danced as we held each other tight. 

"Good morning," she whispered in our kiss.

"Yes it is," I replied, running my hands up and down her sides.

"That was incredible," she said as she propped herself up on one elbow, her piercing blue eyes zeroed in on mine. "I've never cum that hard from being fingered," smiling and running a finger over my lips.

"Yeah," I said as I kneaded her ass cheek with one hand while the other grazed around her exposed breast. She shivered as I barely made contact with her nipple; "That was like the perfect storm. I was cumming so hard, what with your finger up my ass and my cock in your throat; I'm not sure where my fingers ended up." 

She leaned down for a soft kiss; "Yeah, well it was perfect and we're going to have to practice and see if we can do that again," smiling wide before stealing another kiss. 

We lay there, kissing and petting and I would have been content to spend the day right where we were, but the big shoot ahead soon interrupted our reverie. "Well," she said, stretching like a pet feline, "I suppose we better get up and get this show on the road."

"I hate it when you're right," I groaned, stretching beneath her before giving her a swat on the butt. 

"Ow, Daddy," she squealed in her little girl voice as she jumped out of bed and made for the bathroom. I was close behind, loving the bouncing view ahead of me. 

Beating me to the massive shower, she flung opened the door and stood at the controls where I caught up with her. The shower I'd built was a bit over the top, to say the least. Big enough for a dozen of your closest friends, it offered everything from a gentle rain, complete with sparkling stars above, to a cascading waterfall. There was even a massage wall with adjustable oscillating jets that could do just about anything your twisted mind could conjure up. "So what will it be today, Daddy?" she asked, still in character.

I stood behind her and nestled up to her soft behind. She wiggled and giggled as I rested my soft cock in her butt crack and my chin on her shoulder; "Well, since we don't have much time before we hit the road, we should probably just take a regular shower." 

She mumbled her disappointment as I reached around her and made the appropriate valve combination until the shower head above in the ceiling rained down on us. "Here," I said, reaching around her again for the shampoo," I take it we need to wash your hair for the shoot today."

"Oh goody," she laughed and bounced up and down, working her slick ass over my awakening cock. I spun her around and told her to stand still as I began the process. 

Washing a woman's long hair has always been a turn on of mine and all three of my roomies love nothing better than the personal attention of someone massaging their scalp and running their fingers through their hair, not to mention the teasing and tormenting that goes along with it. 

I have also gotten quite skilled at shaving legs and pussies and the first time I perform this little service for them, they swear that they'd almost forgo sex in trade for that pampering. We'll probably never know though, as everyone is so worked up when I'm finished that a good fucking is the only option at that point. 

I was standing in front of Britt and running my hands through her soapy locks while she had both hands on my cock, determined to get another rise out of me. A cool draft of air washed over us and we shivered as two sexy, naked visions joined us.

Gina and Kate stepped in on either side of us and wrapped us in a group hug as the water rained down on us. "We heard the shower running, so we figured we'd join you and save a little water," Kate, our long, dark haired pixie giggled as she ran a hand over both my and Britt's butt cheeks.

"Yeah," Gina chimed in as she did the same. "We figured a good group hair washing session would be a neat way to get the day started." The statuesque Amazon kissed both our shoulders and gave another big hug and a squeeze before giving us both a little love swat on the butt; "Come here sweet cheeks," she said to her bed mate," let's get started on all that long damn hair of yours."

Kate giggled as she slipped around us and joined Gina beside us under the falling waters. Gina grabbed the shampoo and started the Herculean task of washing the nearly four feet of thick black hair. "Damn, I think your hair must grow a couple inches every day," Gina grumbled with a smile.

"Yeah," Kate rebutted, reaching up to tweak one of Gina's perfect D-cups; "but I didn't hear you bitchin' about it when I was whippin' your sweet pussy with it last night!"

Both Britt and I cast a questioning glance at them and Gina replied as she continued to work the suds through her little lover's hair; "Yeah, that was hot. Britt babe, you'll have to try it. Kate had me all worked up, licking me and fingering my pussy when she suddenly jumped up, sat on my tummy and whipped my pussy with her hair, like one of those S&M types would do with a riding crop or something. It felt fantastic, kinda feathery and light, but still hard enough to get your clit hummin'.

Britt laughed as she both visualized the sight and felt my response to the story, my cock trying to worm its way into her ass crack. She turned and grabbed hold; "Sounds hot, huh babe?" Kate and Gina looked down at my hard-on wrapped in Britt's hand and licked their lips simultaneously. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 27



She slowly stroked it, showing it off; "Maybe we'll try having you fuck my ass while Katie whips my pussy and Gina sits on my face; how does that sound, Daddy?" again with the little girl voice.

"Ah, fuck me," I groaned, running my hands over my face and through my hair, backing out of Britt's teasing grasp. "I can't take much more of this and we need to hit the road soon. You girls finish up and I'll go whip something up for breakfast," not recognizing my pun.

They were laughing and high-fiving as they watched me walk out of the shower, my hard-on bobbing up and down as I left. To their credit, it wasn't long before I heard the jet-like whine of three hair dryers. 

I'd slipped on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and some running shoes before putting together a quick breakfast. Soon, Gina and Kate pranced by, naked and happy, to their room to get dressed for the day. 

The western store Becky worked at was supplying the bulk of the clothes that we would be shooting, so other than the skimpy bikinis they mentioned earlier to wear for a quick dip in the lake, we should be set. 

In record time, all three emerged, dressed in shorts and crop tops and sandals on their feet. Each also had a gym bag with god knows what in them, and I wasn't about to ask. Throwing their bags on the floor near the front door, they joined me in the kitchen and quickly decimated everything I'd put out for breakfast. 

There wasn't much conversation as everyone was anxious to take the motor home out on its maiden voyage, so it was eat, quickly clean up, and out the door. I glanced at my watch as Britt shut the coach door and I had to compliment the girls; "Believe it or not, we're actually about thirty minutes ahead of schedule; I'm impressed."

"Hey," Katie replied, "if we have to, we can get our act together, but given the amount of distractions we live with," giving me a wink and Gina a goose on the butt, "it's not always easy." Gina laughed as she spun to take her turn at pinching the little one on the ass, but Kate was already halfway to the bedroom. 

I just shook my head in mock disbelief and took my seat in the captain's chair. Britt was giggling at her girlfriend's antics and took her spot in the seat beside me. We glanced at each other and we both broke out in big smiles. Stretching, we reached out and took each others hand and gave it a loving squeeze.

"Pilot to co-pilot," I said in my best imitation of a voice over a radio. Britt giggled and squeezed my hand once more before letting go, her smile as big as the motor home.

"Co-pilot, go," she replied, trying not to laugh as she did it.

I couldn't keep this up, so I just said normally; "You know, we should probably make up a pre-flight kinda list for this boat. You know, make sure we have all the hoses and cords detached and all the cabinet doors closed and that kind of thing."

"Yeah, that makes a lot of sense," she said as she looked on as I turned on the ignition and the big rear-engine diesel came to life. Squeals came from the back of the coach as the engine probably simulated those 'Magic Fingers' things we used to see in a cheap motel, vibrations running through the floor and the bed. 

Britt didn't miss a move as I fussed with the lights and checked all the gauges. All looked good, so I threw it into reverse and then remembered we even had a rear-facing camera which I finally figured out how to turn on. "So cool," Britt said, as she sat on the edge of her seat to look at the small monitor. 

Keeping quiet, she sat and watched as I swung the forty feet of steel and fiberglass in as tight a radius as I could, easily turning the coach and pointing it toward the big rolling door. Britt had snatched the remote for the door from the office and pointed it out the windshield and the door obeyed her command and we made the sharp left and were on our way. 

The behemoth was actually a snap to drive as long as you remembered how big it was and paid attention to the mirrors. Britt sat back in her co-pilots seat and kicked off her sandals and put her feet up on the upholstered dash. 

I will never tire of looking at her, dressed, undressed, doesn't matter. Now, her long sexy legs and pretty feet were on display and I forced myself to keep my eye on the road, taking the quick glance as I checked out the mirror on her side. 

She caught me looking and stretched and shifted in her seat, giving me a look at her legs with her muscles taut and defined and her crop top sneaking up the slope of her breasts, giving a little under-boob tease. She smiled big as I had to do my own shifting and stretching to take the kink out of my cock.

"So, do you think you can teach me to drive it?" she asked as she put her legs back down and swiveled the big chair.

"I have no doubts about your driving skills, but I'm not sure I want either of them," nodding to the back of the coach as the giggling and squealing continued," driving it. Riding with Gina is like being on Mr. Toad's Wild Ride at Disneyland and I'm not sure Kate could reach all the controls," laughing. 

"That's the truth," Britt agreed as she got out of her seat and stood back behind me. She did her magic on my shoulders and I think I maybe purred a little. "So can I get you anything to drink? I'm going to get me a water."

"That'd be great, but be careful when you open the fridge in case anything shifted." 

"Gotcha," she said as she made her way to the kitchen. Returning with our drinks, she opened mine and sat it in the holder beside me and then took her seat, feet again on the dash. "Suppose I ought to call Becky and give the heads up that we are on the road?"

"Good idea, and also, ask her if she knows whether or not that station near them has diesel? I probably have plenty, but I'd rather be safe than sorry."

"Yes sir, Cap'n," she giggled as she pulled her cell phone out of her tight shorts and dialed up our redheaded friend. They spoke and laughed for a couple minutes, making little kissy good-bye's; "Yeah, they have diesel and it's a big place, so she said you shouldn't have any trouble navigating this boat around, her words," she laughed.

About then, Gina and Kate emerged from the rear and flopped down beside each other on the couch; "Are we there yet?" they whined in harmony, followed by more giggling and laughter.

I looked at Britt and shook my head; "Can you go back and swat them dear, I can't reach them from here."

"No Daddy," they squealed, hugging each other and cowering in the corner of the big couch; "We'll be good Daddy, please don't spank us Daddy," followed by uncontrolled laughing. 

I could only shake my head, thinking how long a ride this could be and how lucky I was to have these three in my life. I glanced over at Britt and her blue eyes shined with a look of love as she sighed deeply. I mouthed 'I love you,' which she answered with a silent 'I love you more.'

It took another fifteen or twenty minutes before I pulled the home-on-wheels into the parking lot of the store and took up a half-dozen parking spots right at the front. We were there well before opening, so I was pretty sure Ginny, the owner of the store and Becky's aunt, wouldn't come out brandishing a shot gun to chase me out of town. There was knocking on the door before I had time to set the brake and put it into park.

Britt bailed out of her seat and skipped to the side entry, looking over her shoulder at me before she opened the door. I nodded that it was okay and she swung the door open; "watch the step," she warned as the automatic front porch slowly extended itself from under the carriage.

"Fancy," Becky tittered as she stepped up and poked her head thru the door; "Permission to come aboard Captain," she said to me with a big smile on that beautiful face framed in gorgeous long red hair. 

"Get your sweet ass in here," I said, standing up and extending my arms out to her. 

Her smile got even bigger as she bee-lined her way to my arms and wrapped me in her arms and long legs and gave me a breath-stealing kiss. 

I had my hands on her daisy-duke clad ass, enjoying my reception when I chanced a glance over her shoulder and there stood Virginia, or Ginny as she preferred to be called, watching her niece lip-locked with another woman's boyfriend. Ginny pretty much knew the score, I think, but it still made me a little uneasy, so I pried the voracious ginger off me.

"Ginny," I said as I spun Becky around to face her aunt. Unfettered by her aunt's presence, she squealed and launched herself at Gina and Kate who she'd sprinted by to get to me. I looked back up at Ginny who was giving me one of those steely looks that makes you wonder which way to run when she broke out into a smile and said, "Well, do I get one of those, stud?"

Britt laughed and stepped aside, waving her arms to direct Ginny my way and we hugged and shared a more chaste kiss, but one that got my attention none the less. She gave me another lingering hug; "Good to see you again George, "winking before she turned," and you three lovelies too," giving them each a hug and kiss. 

"Ya'll are about the sexiest bunch I've seen in a long time. I can't wait to see how these pictures turn out. We've got everything gathered up and by the front entrance, so let's get these sweet butts in gear and get them loaded up!"

The girls all laughed and saluted Ginny as the made their way out of the door. I dutifully followed and before you could blink, Ginny had us running back and forth, loading the various clothes and boots and hats into the coach. 

As Becky was carrying the last load up the steps, handing them off to the others who were shuttling them to the back and stowing them for the trip, Ginny took my hand and led me to the back of the coach. Out of earshot of the others, she turned to me; "George, I really appreciate you doing this for me, well us, and I expect to be billed appropriately. I don't want any special deals or any such just because Becky's my niece. We both have businesses to run and we need to treat it that way." 

She paused, making sure that I understood her stance; I nodded my head in agreement. "That being said," She continued, "I want you all to have a good time and stay as long as you want, you can even stay over in the house if you want to, though it looks like you brought your own with you," pausing to look down the length of the coach. 

"Anyway, I know Becky has been looking forward to today and well, I know she can get to be a handful, so do me a favor and try to keep a tight rein on her. I don't want her falling off any haylofts or anything and breaking that pretty little neck of hers; her mother would have my scalp if anything happens to that girl." 

She paused once more as I digested what she had said and something wasn't sitting right. "Anyway," she continued, stepping closer and nearly whispering, "if I was twenty years younger, I'd go with you and show you young'ns how to have a good time, but," turning me and giving my butt a friendly pat," someone has to mind the store."

Becky stuck her pretty little red head out the door just as Ginny had finished giving me my marching orders, "Well, we're all loaded up; time to get this show on the road."

"Alright young lady," her aunt replied as she followed her back into the motor home; "you have the list of shots we talked about earlier?"

"Yes ma'am," she replied, pulling the folded piece of paper out of back pocket of her tight shorts.

"Okay," she said and then turning back to me; "We came up with some suggestions that we thought would work well, particularly for this upcoming ad, but while we're at it, we should go ahead and just take a lot of, what do you call them, stock shots? That way we'll have plenty for the website and such. Anyway, I'll trust your judgment;" pausing to give me a look that made me cringe a little, "and Becky's too, to make it a successful day or two." 

I just stood there and nodded my head as Ginny went in and gave all the girls a quick good-bye kiss on the cheek and I got mine as she stepped down the steps, turning before she stepped down and closed the door; "You girls don't do anything I wouldn't do," giving me a surreptitious wink.

My mind worked overtime as I fueled up the beast and then headed for the ranch. The girls all sat around on the couches behind me and yakked away, grey noise as I tried to decipher Ginny's random comments that somehow tickled my spidey-senses. 

The long white three-rail fence reminded me that we were close and I whoa'd up enough to make the turn into the drive and pulled up to the gate. "Strait Shooter?" Kate asked as she looked out the windshield at the big arching sign over the locked gates.

"Yeah, my aunt is a big George Strait fan, much to my uncle's displeasure, but...well you've met her. I'll get the gate George, and then lock it up behind us, okay?"

"Sounds like a plan," I answered as Britt opened the door for her. Meanwhile, Kate had taken over the co-pilots seat and we both watched the shapely redhead in her daisy-dukes and tied-up shirt and boots make her way to the gate.

"Nice butt," Kate said, followed by a loud wolf whistle. We were both surprised when Becky turned and smiled at us before returning to unlock the gate. Kate looked at me, giggling; "Good hearing too!"

We watched as Becky swung the big gates to the side, and then waved us in, but not before turning her back to us and giving her butt a shake and a quick slap and a smile. "I really like this girl," Gina said over my shoulder, having taken in the show.

"Yeah, there's not much there not to like," Britt said, over my other shoulder. I threw the beast in gear and Becky gave us all a knowing little finger wave as we drove past her and through the gate. In a flash, she had the gate locked shut and bounded into the coach. "Onward, McDuff," she laughed as she closed the door.

Kate looked at me quizzically, "Macbeth, sort of," I replied as I put it in gear and headed for the barn, literally.

The girls ooh's and aah'd as I pulled into the barnyard area between the house, corrals and the massive barn. My three were out the door before I had it in park, Becky lingered until I had it out of gear and the engine shut down. 

I stepped out of the captain's chair and Becky met me halfway to the door. "Hey cowboy," she said, as she wrapped her arms around my neck and her lips met mine. Our tongues danced for a bit as my hands found her back pockets and pulled her tight. "Welcome back," she said, smiling as she rubbed against the hardness in my pants.

"Good to be back," I said as I took another wet kiss. I lead her out of the motor home and happened to glance up at the peak of the barn. Tucked under the overhang was a shiny black dome like they use for a video camera. All the gears meshed and I moaned out loud.

"What?" Becky turned to me and asked.

"Oh, nothing; hey I just noticed," pointing to the barn; "your aunt has video cameras here?"

"Oh yeah," she replied, turning back to join the girls at the corral, "She's had them here for years. These are hooked up so that she can keep an eye on the place over the internet. She has them out here, and over there, overlooking the corrals," pointing to the edge of the roof where the corrals butted up to the barn. I was following behind; "She also has them around the house and inside the barn too," joining the others at the fence.

"The barn," I muttered to myself. That's what the reference to keeping Becky from falling out of the hayloft was all about. 

On our last trip here, when Becky and I came out to look the place over as a location to shoot for her aunt's store, Becky and I, well let's just say that Becky scared the hell out of me, perched on a railing, naked as a jay, high above the barn floor. I ran up the stairs to her 'rescue' her and eventually enjoyed my first course of her sweet snatch as she was sprawled naked on a bale of hay. 

It now seemed rather obvious that Ginny's warning was warranted by a little firsthand knowledge and I doubt that Becky gave her a blow-by-blow of our fun on the farm that day. 

I joined the girls at the rail where a couple of horses and Don, the donkey had come over to them. The girls were fawning all over the equines and little Kate was instantly drawn to the equally diminutive Don. Right down at his level, Don was loving all the attention Kate was giving him, scratching around his ears and talking to him like he understood every word she said. 

The others were petting the other horses and talking amongst themselves when Gina called out; "Hey Katie, better watch yourself, I think Don may have a thing for you," laughing and the other girls looked over and joined in, busting up. 

Kate looked at them, trying to figure out was so funny and then looked over at me. I just gave her a little half-smile and then nodded toward Don's hind-quarter. Still clueless, Kate bent down and looked under her new little friend and came up nearly screaming. 

It seems that Don was enjoying the attention to the extreme and was now sporting a woody that would send any porn star screaming with fear off the set. "Holy Fuck," she yelled as she backed away from the fence, "He's really packin', "she said, well away from the proud pack animal, her eyes still glued to his prominent member.

Becky was laughing loud as she walked over to Don and gave him some more loving between the ears; "Poor baby," she said to Don, "did Kate get you all excited there big boy?"

Kate sheepishly walked back over to the corral and Don reached his head through the fence and tired to nuzzle her crotch. "Down boy," she screamed as she jumped back, scaring the donkey and he skittered back to the other side of his pen. 

Approaching Becky at the fence again, she asked, "Did I really do that to him, I mean, did I really kinda turn him on or something?" Becky and the others laughed again and Kate began to get flustered. Becky sensed her real concern and put her arm around the little one's shoulders and hugged her to her.

"Yeah, in a way, you kinda did," Becky answered as she ran her hand up and down over Kate's arm. "He'd probably preferred that you were a girl donkey, but yeah, sometimes any affection will have an effect on them. Also, they have a keen sense of smell, and not that you smell like a donkey or anything," she smiled and gave her a kiss on top of the head, "they do sense arousal in their mates and for some animals, it triggers their time to mate and procreate."

"Now I feel kind of bad," Katie said, looking across the way at her new little four-legged friend.

"Why's that?" Beck asked, her hand having found its way down to Kate's perky little ass.

"Well, I don't know, I guess it's kind of like being a cock-tease, you know, getting a guy all worked up and then not, well you know," now turning crimson. Gina and Kate had been eavesdropping and couldn't help but get a couple digs in.

"I don't think you'd know how to be a cock-tease," Britt laughed. "You see a hard-on and you're all over it."

"Yeah, well, I've only been with...well almost two, so yeah, maybe I'm not that mean, ya know," defending her ground. Kate's hand had found Becky's backside and she squeezed her new allies butt cheek.

"Well, I guess you could always give him a handy," Gina giggled and Kate turned redder yet at her bedmate's comment.

"Don't worry about it sweetie," Becky said, turning Kate to face her, distracting her from the others; "if Don feels the need, he can get himself off."

Well that comment shut everyone up and they all stared at Becky. Britt naturally was the one to ask; "You mean he," nodding toward Don, whose excitement was now at bay, "you mean he can...well...masturbate?"

Now it was Becky's turn to laugh, "Well yeah, most all animals masturbate, one way or another. Horses and Don will use a fence or a fence post. We've all seen dogs do it, hell that's what they're doing when they grab onto your leg. We even had a goat here once who could give himself a blow-job; now that was a weird one to watch," she said as the girls hung on to every word.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 27



"That could come in handy," I said from the background. 

"Ewww," they all said, turning to look at me like I'd just farted in church.

"Yeah, baby," Britt said, "don't let us catching you trying to do that. With all of us around, that's one skill you don't need to perfect," and they all broke out in boisterous laughter.

"C'mon, enough horse-play," Becky giggled as she took Kate's hand, "let me show you the barn."

Kate skipped alongside Becky and Gina and Britt looked at them and then at each other and shook their heads and took each other's hands and skipped along behind them. "Hey," I stopped behind them and threw my hands in the air. Britt and Gina looked back and I said, without saying anything, 'and what about me?' 

They just giggled, stuck their tongues out and then turned back to skip toward the barn while I brought up the rear. Usually it has worked to my advantage to be the lone stud, but now...not so much. 

I helped Becky swing open the big barn door and more ooo'ing and aah'ing ensued. "Hey, I recognize that railing up there," Gina called out. 

Becky smiled and did a little pirouette; "Yes, that's where I was saved from falling to my death by the big, handsome stranger," she said as dramatically as she could. 

The girls looked at me to see if I would blush a little; all they got was a shoulder shrug of indifference.

"Yeah, and while naked if I remember the picture," Kate giggled.

I ignored them, but looked up at the balcony fondly and then spotted another camera high in the rafters. Looking around, I spotted four others and they were all nice and shiny; I'm sure I'd have seen them last time. 

Becky caught my eye and I glanced up. She nodded and walked over to me while the others looked around the barn; "Yeah I saw them when I walked in," she said, her arm around my waist. "She either had them cleaned, or I'm betting that she had them upgraded. Her old ones were monochrome; I'll bet these are color and high-def, the sweet old perv," she smiled as she turned to me and collected another kiss.

"You knew?" I asked, bewildered.

"Oh yeah, I knew they were here. Since no one lives here full time now, it's any easy way to keep an eye on things. I think it's also recorded too, but I'm not sure," she said matter-of-factly.

"But...But..." I stuttered.

"Lover, don't sweat it. If you recall, I'm the one that was starkers up there; you just ate me out until I screamed so loud, dust came off the rafters. Anyway, she couldn't see much, the covers were so gunked-up."

I was still looking at her bug-eyed and she teased as she hugged me and kissed my ear; "Yeah, there's microphones too."

Breathing a sigh of relief that the lenses were at least impaired and she was making all the obscene noises, I relaxed. 

Becky smiled as she ran her fingers through my hair, "Yeah my aunt is a horny old broad, god love her, and I know all about the cameras, so I thought it would be nice to give her a little thrill; I guess I should have asked you," curling her lips into a cute little pout, asking for forgiveness.

"Yeah, well, she gave me a round-about warning to watch out for you and make sure that you didn't do a swan-dive off the balcony and now she's gone all high-tech, so...?"

"Well," kissing my nose, her arms still around my neck, "she's done so much for me over the years, I'd like to give her a little something to diddle to in the privacy of her own home," smiling.

"Did you say 'diddle'?" I asked.

"Yeah," she smiled big, "you know, 'tease the kitty', 'baste the tuna', 'hit the slit'," she smiled.

"You are something," I laughed and was about to lay a big one on her when Kate squealed from across the barn. 

Becky glanced her way; "Oh god, I forgot about that," she said, shaking her head.

"What?" I asked.

"Come with me," she said with a sigh, holding my hand as we all converged on Kate.

"Is that what I think it is?" Kate stuttered as Britt and Gina busted a gut. 

Becky sighed once more as I stared at the wall, unable to come up with the words. 

"Yeah it is baby," Britt blustered. "George has one just like it buried in the bottom of one of his dresser drawers, but I don't think his is quite that big." 

Once again, Britt and Gina lost it and Becky tried hard not to join in, squeezing my hand tightly.

"Yeah, sweetie, I guess we do sort of give hand-jobs to the horses. Years ago, Ginny had a stallion that was good stock and she used to sell his semen. We'd use that to get the horse to ejaculate and then we'd collect the semen and sell it."

The other two were quiet now, wondering I'm sure what it was like to try and handle the giant sex toy. It was like a male masturbator, not unlike a Fleshlight, only it had a big handle on one the side and must have been a couple of feet long and six inches across at the open end. 

"How in the hell did you...?" Gina asked, unable to put together the rest of the sentence.

School was back in session; "Well, we had a buck or a kind of stand, or imitation mare if you will that the stallion learned to recognize. In the beginning we had to put the urine of a mare who was in heat on the buck, and once he smelled that, well nature took over. He'd jump up there like he was mounting a mare and then when he got a hard-on, we'd reach underneath, slip Gertie over his cock and, slam, bam, thank you ma'am, we had a load of hot sperm."

The reactions were across the board, but I had to ask, "Gertie?"

"Yeah, I don't know where the hell we came up with Gertie, but that's what we called her, or it. She really knew how to get her man's rocks off," she laughed.

We all joined in on that one as Britt asked, "How in the hell did you hang on to that thing, I mean, I'd bet that a horse getting it on is pretty powerful."

"Yeah," she said wistfully, "he was a big boy in more ways than one, but he wouldn't be much of a woman pleaser. When I say wham, bam, I mean wham bam; short and to the point."

"Bummer," Kate said to no-one in particular.

"Pardon?" Becky asked.

"Well, it seems a big old waste to have a cock that big and not be able to give the girl a little pleasure." She paused, lost in thought and then turned to Becky and asked; "How do girl horses masturbate?"

The look on Becky's face was priceless and I was waiting for the answer too, but Becky just shook her head once more and started walking toward the exit; "Don't we have some pictures to shoot?"

** Around noon **

I was really pleased with the way the shoot was progressing this morning. Thanks to the pre-planning that Becky and her aunt had done for the upcoming ad, we made good time. 

The motor home turned out to be a bit crowded as far as a changing room for the five of us was concerned, although it was fun in the close quarters with butts and tits and legs everywhere, getting in each other's way. There was also a lot of 'un-necessary' assistance given to helping one another change outfits. 

I only changed into four different pair of jeans during that morning shift and all four of my companion models had their hands on my junk at one point, teasing me mercilessly. I admit that I got in my share of slaps and tickles, but overall, we were pretty professional about the whole thing and come noon, we had burned through a couple of memory cards. 

Kate had set up the lap top on the dining table and we all gathered around it and took a first look at the mornings work. I was quite happy with the way most all of them turned out and even those where I was in front of the camera instead of behind it, where I thought I belonged, well, they all looked pretty good and the compliments bounced from person to person. 

The girls naturally all looked hot and the ranch definitely lent itself to the subject of the shoot. Even the horses behaved as we included them in a lot of the shots and Don, the horny donkey even starred in a couple shots, thankfully keeping his amorous side at bay.

"Well, I don't know about y'all, but I'm gettin' hungry; how 'bout some lunch?" Becky asked in as twangy and accent as she could muster. 

The other girls giggled and agreed that I was a bit of a slave-driver and they were all 'starved'. 

"Alright, alright," I replied, throwing up my hands in defeat; "I guess we gotta feed the hired hands sometime." All that little comment got me was dog-piled; four sexy cowgirls pouncing on me, tickling and grabbin' for all they were worth. 

I finally cried 'uncle' and they begrudgingly let me off the bottom of the pile. The girls were still laughing and tickling one another as they started to clear off the table.

"Hey, it's too nice out to eat in here," Becky chimed in; "there's a nice lawn area and some chairs and a picnic table out behind the house. I think the stream is running pretty high right now too, so it'll be much nicer out there." 

"Sounds perfect," Britt said with a big smile, giving Becky a quick kiss and then a playful slap on the butt. "I'm gonna change out of these clothes; I'm not sure I can sit in these jeans, they're so damn tight."

"Yeah, but they sure make this ass look hot," Becky said with a smoldering look, running her hand over Britt's denim clad derriere. 

Gina and Kate had already taken their cue from Britt and were down to their panties as they made their way to the bedroom at the back of the coach. "No fooling around back there," Britt yelled after them as we all watched their undulating butt cheeks walk away. 

"Damn," Becky muttered under her breath, reaching over and giving Britt's butt another loving caress.

"Yeah," Britt sighed as she reciprocated. "Well, c'mon then," she said, turning to me and glancing down at my crotch before looking back up with a smirk; "Let's get this show on the road, Momma's hungry." I managed a smile before they had both now turned on me and began to help me undress; well I guess we were all changing into something more comfortable. 

"We don't want to get grass stains on these," Becky smiled as she began to unbuckle my belt. I felt obligated to help, so we all worked at helping the others disrobe, hands and arms crossed and intertwined. It wasn't the most efficient way to get undressed, but it was fun and that's what these girls are all about. 

About the time we were all down to the bare essentials, the other two walked in and whistled and cat-called from the kitchen area. We gathered up our clothes and had a little group hug and grope before parading back through the kitchen to get dressed once again. Kate and Gina took liberties as we made our way through their mini-gauntlet; tits tweaked and asses slapped.

Gina took our drink orders and dug around in the fridge and Kate tried to remember where she had squirreled away a couple of our moving blankets which would work out nicely on the lawn. I quickly slipped on my shorts and a t-shirt and a pair of flip-flops, evidently the company attire for noon-time breaks. 

All my girls looked comfortable and incredibly sexy in their little shorts and cropped tees. Becky was the only one wearing a shirt that I didn't recognize as once having resided in my dresser and I didn't figure it would be long before she joined the ranks. I had to admit though that they all looked much better in them than I ever did. 

About ready to go, I turned when I heard a grunting sound, Becky dragging her big cooler, which I have no clue where she had hidden. "Thanks lover," she cooed as I stepped up and grabbed on end and we tailed the line as we exited the motor home. 

"Oh, this is so cool," Britt gushed as we turned the corner at the back of the ranch house. A lush lawn with trees shading portions of it ran down to a babbling brook. The sounds and the smells triggered my memory of this morning's dream as Britt walked over to me and wrapped her arm around my waist, resting her head on my shoulder and sighed, "I could get used to this," she said.

"Yeah," I said, as I took in the view which included three sets of perky butt cheeks and shapely legs as the others bent down to spread the blankets on the ground. Britt's eyes followed mine and she sighed once more, "where to start, where to start?"

I lowered my hand down to her butt and palmed her cheek where it intersects her long legs; "I'd start tight here," and squeezed lovingly. She turned in my embrace, throwing her arms around my neck and we kissed a lover's kiss.

Becky had packed a great lunch, filling but light. After eating, we all lay back on the blankets and just took in nature's sounds. The running brook provided a constant background that was soothing to the ear. 

Mixed in were the sounds of the occasional bird and the ever-present tree squirrels that played in the branches above us. In the distance a woodpecker labored away, pecking a hole in a tree in which to plant an acorn. Other than Becky, none of the other girls had ever heard the staccato rapping of a woodpecker and their faces lit up when Becky told them what they were hearing. 

I was a happy camper too, just lying there in the shade of the old growth trees; not a care in the world. Thankfully though, Britt and Becky got us back on the straight and narrow and we packed up and shuffled back to the motor home.

"So what's next boss?" Britt asked as she got the last of the blankets stowed away and the others found room in the fridge for the leftovers. 

"Well," looking at Becky, "we've pretty much gotten everything we need for the ad, so the rest is just stock shots?"

"Yep," she replied, closing the refrigerator door. "We have a lot of shots already that we can use later on too, not so product line specific, so yeah, we're pretty much free just to do whatever. Where do you think we should shoot next?"

"Well,this may be asking an awful lot, but I remember the light being great out at the old barn and the lake in the afternoon."

"Yeah, that was nice," she said, giving me a wink as she was undoubtedly thinking about our time on a blanket on the edge of the lake, basically fucking each other silly as a pair of squirrels overhead made rude commentary from the branches above us. "We can't get the motor home down that road, but we've got the 4-wheeler and I'm sure the pick-up will start up for us."

"Actually," I said, sidling up beside her and putting an arm around her shoulder; "I was thinking about using a couple horses in those shots too. I think the mix of the decrepit buildings, the powerful looking horses and sexy cowgirls would make for some nice shots. We can play with some black and whites too." 

I glanced at Becky to see her reaction and she was all smiles and she wasn't alone; the other three were bouncing up and down, giddy with the thought of riding the majestic animals.

"C'mon girls, let's saddle up," the redhead whooped, spinning to give me a kiss before running out the door. Three more quick kisses and I was all alone...for a minute. 

"We need boots," Becky laughed as she lead the parade back into the coach; "flip-flops and horse hoofs aren't a good combination!" Two shakes of a lambs tale and they were back out the door, short-shorts, boots and crop T's and bouncing butts; now I know how Don felt. 

I grabbed a camera and brought up the rear and got some great shots of the girls wrestling with the heavy saddles and Becky was a great teacher and overseer when it came to working around the big animals. When it was all said and done, they decided that Becky, Britt and Gina would ride out to the old homestead site and little Kate and I would follow in the four-by with the clothes and the rest of the gear. 

Kate tried to show her disappointment, but in reality, I think she was relieved that she didn't have to ride. Because of her diminutive stature, Don was more her size, but they didn't have a saddle for him and Becky said that Don was more of a wanderer and they didn't have all day to get there. I decided that I'd make sure that we at least got her up on a horse for a couple of the shots.

Saddled up and loaded, we headed down the trail. Becky of course rode like she was born in the saddle and she looked sexy and confident as she followed the other two and kept an eye on them. 

Britt had some riding experience and was bouncing right along, happy as a clam. The smile she had on her face made me wonder if the rhythm of the horse's gait and the shape of the saddle up near the horn didn't make for a very pleasurable ride. 

Gina was a little more pensive and stiff, but her long legs let her nearly wrap herself under the horse's belly, so she felt pretty secure, but she was gonna be sore, not moving with the horse. 

Becky kept trying to get her to loosen up and by the time they made the last turn and the lake came into view; she was finally riding like a pro. 

Kate was more than happy to be riding beside me on the bumpy road and we held back a bit so as not to spook the horses. Not a minute out, I felt her delicate hand on my bare thigh and she tried to work her way up the leg of my shorts. The cut was too tight and she huffed, "Well?"

"Well what?" I answered, keeping my eyes on the path.

"C'mon baby, you know you want it; I want it!" reaching over with both hands to try and unsnap my shorts. I stopped for a second to plant both feet and lift my ass off the seat. "Goody," she said, smiling as she worked the zipper down and slid my shorts down my thighs enough to give her full access. 

I put it back in gear and we headed back down the road. I think only Kate could pull this off, being as short as she is, she had no problem leaning over and taking my cock into her warm mouth. 

I was hard in an instant and it was perilous driving. Road-head is something I try to avoid receiving as I would rather concentrate on my driving. This wasn't bad as I doubt we topped 10 miles an hour, but the occasional dip in the road or bouncing over a rock made it a challenge for her. 

To make matters worse, I felt I had to keep one hand on her head to keep her from smacking the bottom of the steering wheel, so there were more than a couple unplanned deep-throats that soon had her teary-eyed. 

"Holy shit," she said, finally giving up on the blow job; "you're gonna have to settle for a hand-job!"

"Hey, that's fine, I really wasn't expecting this," I told her. She smiled and stretched out and gave me a sloppy kiss and then like the porn star she wanted to be, she spit on her hand and went to town. As far as I could recall, we still had a little time before we came to the end of the road, so I just settled back and enjoyed the ride. 

Not having a mouth full of cock, Kate could now narrate; "Baby, I love your big fucking cock. It's so big and hard in my hand; fuck, I don't know how I get this big fuckin' thing into my tight little cunt." She leaned over and spit on the head of my cock," Does that feel good, lover? My little hand wrapped around your big throbbing dick?" 

She kept up a steady stroking, twisting her hand as she ran it up and down my length, pausing to play with the bulbous tip that now dibbled pre-cum. 

Kate moaned loud as she concentrated on jacking me off while her spare hand was buried inside her own shorts, working her clit. "I'm so fuckin' wet baby," she continued, shifting to work her fingers inside her tight snatch. "My pussy's so hot baby...I should be ridin' your fuckin'dick, not jackin' it off. I so want your cock in my pussy right now...FUUCCKKK!" she cried as she climaxed on her rutting fingers. 

Despite her own orgasm, her attention to me never wavered and I was creeping up on my own climax. I quickly decided that I'd give her a dose of her own medicine and although I'm not one to verbalize much when in the moment, I figured, 'What the hell?' 

Grabbing her hand that held me tight, I squeezed tighter yet; "Fuck that pussy baby," I growled and she looked up, her eyes big with excitement; "I'm gonna fuck that sweet cunt of yours just to get my cock wet and then I'm gonna fuck that tight ass of yours until you fuckin' scream; fuck you till I fill your ass with my cum!" I squeezed her hand tighter yet, simulating how much tighter her sweet asshole would be.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 28



I awoke in my usual position, nestled firmly in the backside of my blonde lover and business partner, Britt. Her long blonde hair tickled my nose and I brushed it away before reclaiming her right breast. I nibbled at her neck while teasing her butt crack with my morning wood. She mumbled something undecipherable and put her hand over mine and we both gave her tit a loving squeeze. Her butt cheeks did the same as she clinched my cock with her talented ass. As much as I would have loved to just lie here, I did need to take a piss, and badly. I rolled to my back to disengage, or at least I tried to, but my backside was pressing against something much more unforgiving that another warm body, and it was a bit scratchy to boot. I raised my head and forced my eyes to open. 

It took a couple seconds to do a bit of reconnoitering; hells, bells, I was in the new company motor home, and to make it even more confusing, as President and CFO of said company, Britt and I were in one of the spare beds in the front of the coach. We surely ranked the use of the queen size bed located in a private room at the rear of the house-on-wheels. I groused and grumbled and made my way, very un-gracefully over the top of my sleepy bed-mate. It only took me two tries to remember where the bathroom door was and I made it just in time. After the mandatory three shakes, I washed my hands in the mini-sink and then, like a grumpy old bear, made my way to the bedroom to see who was sleeping in my bed. I already knew, but as foggy as my memory was of all that went on last night, I needed to be sure. 

There, snugly intertwined were Gina, Becky and Kate, in that order from left to right. With enough body heat to keep them warm, the blankets and sheet had been cast off onto the floor. My cock and I stood there for a minute and just admired the view. Gina, the brunette of Amazonian proportions was spooning Becky, the red-headed cowgirl whose Aunt's ranch we were currently camping at. She was nose to nose with Kate, our long, black-haired pixie; and, oh yeah, they were all dressed in their birthday suits. They softly snored in three-part harmony.

As much as I wanted to roust them and reclaim the much more comfortable bed, I remembered my very comfortable blonde was waiting up front. I quietly made my way to the kitchen and found a carton of orange juice and took a big swig right from the carton; no witnesses in sight. Britt had rolled around until she was in my spot, her back against the less-than-soft couch back. I lay down beside her on my back and she automatically rolled over beside me, resting her head on my chest in the crook of my arm. Her right hand stretched across my lower belly and her right leg wrapped over mine. She hugged me tight and lightly kissed the side of my chest before drifting back into a blissful sleep and I quickly followed suit. 

I woke sometime later to soft whispering and squelched giggling. I kept my eyes closed; hoping to hear what was so entertaining this early in the morning. My bat-like hearing placed them at the dining area across from the couch/bed where Britt and I spent the night. I reflected briefly that I didn't wake up with a backache, so the sleeping areas I'd earlier been apprehensive of turned out to be acceptable after all. 

"So he wakes up like this every morning?" one of them said softly. It didn't take Sherlock Holmes to deduce that the question came from Becky as she was the only one of the four lovelies in our little family who hadn't shared my bed overnight, at least not yet. As soon as I made this deduction, I probed my foggy brain to verify my conclusion, but I clearly wasn't awake enough yet.

"Yeah, cool huh?" I heard little Kate respond with a giggle. "It also means he needs to take a leak, so he'll probably wake up in a minute.'

"Nah," Gina replied, discounting that prognosis; "He was up earlier; it sounded like he was emptying a five gallon bucket in there." The other two snickered at Gina's vivid description.

"Well I sure didn't hear it, I was out like a light," Becky whispered.

"Yeah, I know, you and Katie were doing duel-snoring when he came in to check up on us. I just pretended to be asleep; I was too comfortable snuggled up to your sweet butt." I assume she tickled Becky as I heard a muffled yelp. 

"Quit it," Becky hissed, "We'll wake them."

"Aaah, they need to get up anyway, I'm starving," Gina replied. "I assume that that beautiful, horny Aunt of yours has the makings for breakfast in the house?"

"Yeah," Becky giggled; "and I want to thank you guys again for putting on that little show for Virginia last night. I didn't tell you last night, but when we were up in the loft, I'm pretty sure she was watching us live, cuz when it was quiet, I could hear the camera in the dome rotating."

"So that's why you drug us over to the middle of the floor for the money shot," Kate said excitedly. "I heard some kind of funny noise earlier, but figured it was some kind of bug or something."

"Yeah, I wondered what the hell that was all about," Gina jumped in. "That was really fun and if you'd have asked me a couple months to do that, I'd have told you where to put it." Kate stifled a laugh and I could imagine Gina scowling at her. "So you think your Aunt really liked it?"

"I have absolutely no doubts that she got off about the same time George did. It's kind of twisted, but I really love him for doing that for her, err, well for us...anyway, I doubt she's seen a dick like that in a long time." Becky's comment got to me a little and my cock did a little lurch. "Oh my gosh," Becky half screamed in surprise, muffling herself with one hand and the other probably pointing my way; "He heard, his cock moved, he heard us."

"Don't be silly," Kate said, with a straight face, I know; "Dicks don't have ears!"

Gina laughed out loud, unable to contain herself. That was my cue to stretch and yawn. I went through all the motions of trying to get my eyes open and focused and I turned my head to see the three lovelies, still naked, sitting at the table and looking my way. Britt was still snuggled up, breathing softly; she could sleep through a nuclear blast; "Morning ladies," I said quietly. 

"Morning, George," Gina and Kate said in harmony. 

Becky was somewhere else, her attention locked on my cock, still hard and proud. "Becky...Becky," I whispered a little louder. Still focused elsewhere, Gina looked at me and shrugged her shoulders, in a 'Got me,' manner. I winked and then flexed my cock, nearly bouncing it off my lower belly. Becky jumped and the others giggled at her. "Good morning, Becky."

"Uh, yeah," said the flustered redhead, "Good morning George...are you hungry? I think I'll go get breakfast started," she said hurriedly, standing up quickly and turning toward the bedroom.

"What, no good morning kiss?" I asked, bringing her to a halt. "As a family, we always give each other good morning and good night kisses, though I don't remember last night to well," giving a disapproving glance at my make-shift bed. 

Becky turned with a big smile on her face and stepped over to me, leaning down and planting a big kiss on my lips. Turning her head, she gave Britt a kiss on the forehead and then turned and skipped back to the bedroom. Katie giggled and then jumped up and planted a kiss on me, her tongue working its way inside my mouth. She too gave Britt a kiss on the forehead and bounded after Becky. Gina now stood, but then dropped to her knees beside me and looked into my eyes. "Thank you," she whispered, before giving me a deep, passionate kiss. Her eyes glistened as she moved to kiss her friends forehead.

I wrapped my arm around her waist to keep her from getting up on her feet; "Thank you for what?" I asked. 

"Oh," she said, puddling up, "you know, just everything."

"Well," I said, running my hand up and down her strong back," I guess I don't know, but you're welcome, "and I drew her down for another kiss. She smiled and sniffled as she stood. Turning to make her way to the bedroom, she stopped, leaned at the waist and gave my cock a kiss on the head, "Thanks for that too," she winked before sashaying to the rear, her own rear undulating as she walked. 

"That was sweet," Britt murmured, startling me.

"Uh, yeah," I responded, wondering how long Britt had been playing possum. 

"Yeah, I'm gonna have to watch that one, I think she has a crush on you," she said softly, her hand now on my cock, only making matters worse. 

I tried to turn the tables, Rolling to my side and taking her mouth with mine. Our tongues danced, but her hand never retreated. We made out like teenagers, writhing around on each other. Given a couple more minutes, I would have pinned my voracious lover to the bed and made love to her till we both screamed out each others name. Timing though really is everything and our three fellow camper mates emerged, somewhat dressed and ready to start the day.

"Hey you two," Becky giggled as she gave my butt a swat before resting her hand there and rubbing it lightly; "We're going to go get breakfast started, so get it together and we'll see you inside." She gave me another playful pat and they all paraded out the door. 

"Well I guess we better get up," Britt said as she pushed up on my chest. 

"Do you feel this?" I asked, rotating my hips, my cock wedged between her muscular thighs.

"Yeah," she said, smiling as she tried to capture my hard-on; "What about it?" 

I stared into those deep blue eyes and just waited, waited until she busted up laughing, and it didn't take long. She laughed and screamed as I held her tight and nibbled at her neck and ears. She tried mightily to kick me off of her, but I had her confined to the small couch-like bed and she had nowhere to go. Recognizing my advantage, a thought raced through my mind and I suddenly stopped my attack, pushing myself up on my arms.

"What?" Britt asked, looking at me with concern.

"It just dawned on me that the motor home hasn't been properly christened yet; it's our coach and we haven't even been able to use the bedroom yet."

The revelation caused her to gasp and this time she easily pushed me aside and stood upright. "C'mon," she said, reaching her hand out, "We need to go make that bed ours." I was on my feet and right on her ass, literally as she raced to the bed. We threw ourselves on the un-made mattress and quickly began marking our territory. 

Grabbing her by the waist, I flopped down on my back, dragging her on top of me. With little resistance, I had her legs on either side of my head and her ass cheeks in my hands and was enjoying my first course; sweet, warm pussy with a side of pink, puckered ass. Britt opted for the full serving of sausage with a side of testicles. We were both enjoying our meal, no talking, just eating. My tongue began to tire and I had a crick in my neck, so I let my fingers do the walking. With practiced precision, I soon had her on the ropes and she released her hold on me and bailed off, landing beside me on her knees. Her eyes were like coal and without a word, she straddled me, never losing her ocular grip. She licked her lips, staring, daring me, and without hesitation and with laser-guided precision, she took me deep. 

"Oh my god!" I moaned as her pussy wrapped itself around my hardness and hugged me tight. I grabbed her hips, holding her in place so that I could regain a little control. Her pussy rippled on my cock and it wouldn't have taken much to surrender to her.

"I was getting a little jealous last night of Kate getting to ride this mighty bronco," her pussy hugging my cock. "Now it's my turn to ride and I'm not stopping until I've broken him," she said with a smile. I didn't smile back; the word 'broken' made me cringe. "Oh shit, I'm sorry babe; I could have worded that better." I winked at her with a knowing smirk and gave her a little buck. "Oh you little shit," she exclaimed as she willed her pussy to pull up on the reins and get my attention; "Now I am going to ride you hard, buster!" and she began to bounce in the saddle. 

The feeling was exquisite and the view was even better. Her perfect C-cups bounced as she rode. She chewed on her lower lips as her eyes bore down on me. I broke eye contact and looked down, watching my cock disappear and then reappear, growing wetter and harder with each bounce. Her gaze followed mine and she slowed, hypnotized by the sight of her hungry pussy consuming my cock. She kept up the slow pace for a bit and then reacquired my attention; "I could watch your cock fucking my pussy all day long, but I need to cum baby; I need to cum hard... grab my tits!"

I happily obeyed, taking a firm breast in each hand, her nipples stiff and poking into my palms. I squeezed them as she grabbed my wrists; "Uh, Uh, Uh," she grunted as she rode me, gyrating, looking for just the right spot, the right motion. "Fuck...right there baby...don't move...Uh, Uh...Yes, fuck, right there...so fuckin' good baby!" I chanced a glance downward again and her milky white nectar dribbled down my length, her pussy lips sucking my cock tight with each stroke. The visual was more than I could take and my cock swelled. "Yeah baby," she moaned, picking up the base. Her fingernails dug into my wrists, a sweet pain, tempered by the feeling of the rippling walls of her pussy as her climax began. "Shii...I'm cummm...baby, please... cum...meee," she moaned and then gasped, her eyes big. She looked at me, unable to speak as her pussy convulsed, her stomach muscles rippling; she could only nod, giving me permission...no...begging me to cum, cum now. 

My lover lost her grip as her body gave in to her orgasm. I released my hold on her tits and pulled her to me as I bucked one last time, my ass off the bed, driving myself home and cumming hard. Britt groaned her pleasure in my ear as I held her tight and let her pussy claim all my cock could give. The heat of her sex was intense, our juices seemingly boiling inside her, mixing and marinating my cock. Her breathing evened out and she sighed and nibbled on my ear before pushing herself up enough to lay her head on my chest. I kissed the top of her head and ran my hands over her back and shoulders; "I think we properly christened our ship here," kissing her head again and playing with her long, blonde hair. 

She purred, her fingers playing with my chest hair as I petted her; "Yeah," she said softly, "this has been an incredible couple of days. I've never felt so comfortable and so loved as I do right now." She paused to kiss my nipple and nibbled playfully. "I just want it to be like this always, you and me, making love every chance we get, no matter where we are; and the girls...I love them all, and I love that you love me and them and that we..." She paused again and then twisted and looked up at me; "Do you suppose," running her hand through my hair and then down the side of my face; "Do you think it could still be like this, I mean you and me, all of us still together when we get to be Becky's aunt's age?"

My mind tried to conjure up a visual but it refused. Thinking about it, I replied, "Well, that would be an interesting scenario, wouldn't it. I hope I can keep up with you in thirty or forty years, let alone two or three more of you." I pulled her up for a kiss and continued, "As long as I have you, I'll be happy. I've thought a little about what may happen when you girls graduate, but that's a ways off and a lot can happen between now and then, so I'm content to just live in the moment and see what tomorrow brings."

"Yeah," she sighed, stealing another kiss; "I'd like to think that we can go on like this forever, but I know things will probably change and that it will be for the better, whatever it is." She shifted around until she was completely on top of me and she wiggled around like a cat settling in for a nap; "the one thing I do know," kissing me lightly on the lips, "is that you are stuck with me for the long haul; I don't have any intentions of being anywhere but with you." 

There was a hopeful, questioning look in her eyes after that statement that begged for a response. I ran my hands down her sides until I was cupping her butt and I pulled her tight; "I feel the same and I'll never give you a reason to think otherwise...I love you so much Brittany!"

Her eyes began to tear, "Oh god, I love you more! "And we kissed until our bellies rumbled in two-part harmony. Laughing, we kissed once more; "Well, I guess we better get up and join the others for breakfast. I'll bet we have to do the dishes cuz we're so late," she giggled. 

"It was worth it," I said as I goosed her sweet butt; "Now where the hell are our clothes?"

Britt found her favorite satin running shorts and it didn't go un-noticed as she slipped them on over those long legs that she had neglected to put any panties on underneath. She pulled out another of my purloined t-shirts and knotted it under her tits and slipped into her flip-flops. She was about to throw me a clean pair of boxers, and then stopped; "You want to go commando, babe?" pulling the leg of her shorts to the side and flashing me a little slit, giggling.

"Gimme those," I said, holding out my hand; "the seams and zipper in my shorts are a little rough for your favorite toy."

"Oh yeah," she said, throwing me a pair of Yosemite Sam boxers," we don't want George Jr. getting chafed," she giggled again. I shook head in wonder and finished up with about the only shirt I still had that the girls hadn't stolen; "I guess I'm going to have to go shirt shopping soon, I seem to be running out of them," raising an eyebrow.

"Good idea," she replied without missing a beat; "I'll go with you; you need some that have a little deeper 'V' ", lifting her tits up to show off some more cleavage.

"Heaven help me," I said as I slipped into my flip-flops. "Let's go eat," and we walked to the house hand-in-hand, enjoying the sun and the sounds.

"Good timing," Gina said as we made our way into the kitchen. She walked up and gave us both a kiss and I felt her damp hair in my hand. "We knew we had time," she winked, "so we took a shower before we made breakfast."

"Yeah," said Kate as she set out the silverware, "the shower here is a little snug for three, but we made it work," she giggled. 

Becky blushed a little as she was standing at the stove, tending the scrambled eggs. I stepped up next to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek and my hand lingered on her butt; "Did you check for cameras in the bathroom?" 

She gasped and then turned to me, her blush even deeper; "You don't suppose?" and then she caught my smile. "You ass," she said before wrapping her hand behind my neck and kissing me hard.

"Hey sis, don't burn my breakfast," Britt said from behind her. Becky dropped me like a hot potato, handed me the spatula and grabbed Britt's head with both hands and kissed her until they both had to come up for air. I perved for a couple seconds; two women making out is a sight I'll never tire of. I heard a deep sigh behind me and looked over my shoulder at Gina and Kate, arms around each others bare waists, love in their eyes, as they watched their adopted siblings kiss.

"Okay, let's eat," I said, breaking up the moment...for the moment. I turned off the stove and pulled off the pan of eggs. Britt and Becky remained nose to nose, sniffling and wiping each others tears off their cheeks. "Are we serving up here or are we taking it all to the table?"

"Oh, oh," a flustered redhead answered before giving Britt another quick peck on the lips. "Here," she said, turning and hip checking me out of in front of the stove; "everything else is staying warm in the oven. We'll just serve everyone up here. Katie, would you grab the plates and Gina, would you see what everyone wants to drink?"

"Yes, sister dear," they said, laughing and high-fiving. Becky looked at me and another tear ran down her cheek. I kissed it away and whispered, "Welcome to the family." 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 28



We had a pleasant breakfast with more than enough to eat. The girls bantered back and forth about the yesterday's shoot and all the sexual antics that went along with it. Becky's formal adoption into what we like to call our family sparked more sniffles and hugs. 

Britt and my relationship is strong and unwavering, but Britt brings with her a love of life and life experiences that has consumed us all. Before I entered the picture, the three girls, Britt, Gina and Kate shared a house while they attended the local university. They all had varied upbringings and life experiences and it was those that brought the three to love and therefore make love with each other freely. I entered the picture and sort of muddied the waters. Britt was positive from day one that I was the one, some sort of pre-ordained soul-mate. So sure of herself and us as a couple, Britt introduced me into the group and for lack of a better way to put it, used me to help her friends deal with some of their past demons. Britt possesses abilities that evil cult leaders would love to have. She has the ability to read people better than they can themselves and inherently know what will make their lives happier and more fulfilled. She constantly amazes me.

Anyway, breakfast was over and as she predicted, Britt and I ended up on clean-up detail while the other three went out and tended to the livestock. We quickly got the kitchen in order and Britt was grumbling about getting all sweaty doing the dishes as we hung up the final dishtowel. Without warning, I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder and made my way upstairs to the aforementioned shower. Being it was only the two of us, it was plenty big and even though we'd fooled around earlier, it didn't keep us from playing some more. I nearly drowned, but I managed to get my lover off; on my knees with her straddling my face. 

"I love your tongue baby," she gurgled under the unrelenting shower head. My tongue and mouth lapped at her creamy center while my soapy fingers invaded her tight puckered ass. "God yes, finger my ass, god that feels so good baby." Multi-orgasmic and always ready, Britt climaxed quickly with the two-front assault. 

Determined to reciprocate, she switched places and with her talented mouth and tongue had me hard but questionably able. "C'mon baby," she said, looking up at me with those deep blue eyes, water raining down as she pumped my cock with both hands, "You've got some more for me, don't you Daddy? Your little girl wants some more of your cum. I want to feel your cock swell up and cum..." and her eyes got big; "I know," she said in a confusing, sultry, little girl tone. On her feet, she gave me a quick tongue-tangling kiss before turning her back to me and bending over. She reached back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks. Looking over her shoulder; "I want you to fuck your little girl in the ass Daddy, I want to feel your big Daddy cock cum deep inside my ass." My cock bobbed in acceptance of the plan and she smiled; "You can fuck my pussy for a minute to get your cock wet, but I really want you to fuck my tight little butt Daddy. Please, oh please, won't you cum in my ass Daddy?"

My only response was a guttural groan and a growl as I grabbed Britt's un-girlish hips and slid my hard-on headlong into her slick, hot pussy. She moaned as I slid my cock deep inside her, two, three times. There was more than enough of her sweet nectar to soon be dripping off the bottom of my cock. With my back to the shower head, I pulled my cock from her pussy; "Okay baby, spread those ass cheeks of mine and show me where you want Daddy to put his cock." 

Ever obedient, Britt spread her ass cheeks wide and slipped a finger from each hand into her waiting ass and spread the hole slightly. "There Daddy," she grunted as she contorted herself for me; "Can you see it Daddy, see where I want you to put your big cock?"

"Yeah baby, I see it. I see your pretty pink asshole. Here," I said, moving in and placing the tip of my cock between her intruding fingers; "do you feel it, baby? Do you feel Daddy's cock?"

"Oh yes Daddy, that's right. Here, let me help you." One little hand reached up and took my cock and with the other finger still in place, she slowly parked my cock head at her rear door. "There Daddy, now push a little, not too much, just a little." She was pushing back as I was pushing forward and my cock head audibly popped inside her ass. "Ooo," she squealed, her hand strangling my cock. Taking a second to relax she said softly," Okay Daddy, just a little at a time. My little ass isn't used to your big dick."

I played along as she let go of my cock and I watched it slowly disappear inside her. "Your ass is so fuckin' tight Britt. Fuck, I'm not sure I can even get it back out."

My Britt came back to life, the little girl gone; "Maybe the little girl thing wasn't such a good idea; this must be how tight my ass was when I was a little girl." I felt her working her inner muscles, trying to loosen up. Slowly I managed to back nearly out of her ass when she clinched back down. "It feels too good to stop now," she said; "Spit on it, spit on your cock, we just need some more lubrication." We'd learned earlier that saliva was actually a pretty good substitute for a store-bought lube. I managed to work up a goodly amount and I felt her reach from down below and contribute, her slick hand wrapped around my cock. "That ought to do it lover," she said, looking over her shoulder at me. I slid in easily and I ground against her when I reached bottom. "Oh yeah, that's it." Dropping her head down, she braced herself with both hands on the tile wall; "Okay baby, fuck my ass now. Fuck me like you mean it!"

My baby's ass was so tight and warm. I held her hips and watched my cock appear and then disappear, time and again. Having cum earlier, I wasn't in any hurry and I made it my mission to make sure that the one I love climaxed once again. "Britt baby," I said haltingly, "your ass looks so good with my cock in it." She moaned in reply as I continued to work my hard shaft; "Everything about you makes me love you; makes my cock hard." I stalled at the bottom and rotated my hips, stirring her insides. Her moaning got louder and I felt her fingers brush my balls as she began playing with her pussy. I resumed my fucking, adding some lubrication with an expertly spit load. More moaning; "Yeah baby, play with my favorite pussy. We're gonna cum again baby, aren't we?" More moaning and I could feel her fingers in her pussy through the thin wall separating us. "I'm gonna fuck your tight little ass until you cum for me again; what is that three times this morning?" Britt grunted some kind of acknowledgement as she leaned down further, giving her better access to her own pussy. I could feel the beginnings of another ripping orgasm, her ass gripping me tighter and her hand pummeling her pussy. Somehow I felt my own orgasm building and I fucked her ass with abandon.

"Uhhh,fuck babe...oh shit, I can feel your cock getting bigger...fuck I love your cock in my ass...c'mon babe, fuck me, fuck me...I'm almost there...AHHHH!" Her entire backend went into overdrive; her asshole constricted and squeezed what little cum I had left to give as my orgasm took over. I could feel her pussy walls rippling beneath, the sloppy sounds of her fingering was even audible over the sound of the shower. I held her hips tight, her ass cheeks firmly planted against me; "Jesus H.," she moaned as her body began to return to normal.

I laughed softly as I pulled her upright, my cock still being held hostage. I hugged her from behind and slowly spun to direct the cooling spray onto my hot lover. "So are you good for awhile?" I asked teasing as I nibbled on her ear and worked my hands up to her tits. My fingers brushed over her rigid nipples and she shivered and my cock made a slow withdrawal.

"Ahh," she moaned in disappointment, suddenly empty. She turned in my embrace and gave me a thorough kiss; "Have I told you 'I love you' yet this morning?"

"I think so, but I never tire of hearing it," I replied, running my fingers through her long, wet hair. We kissed again and like iron to a magnet, my hands went to her perfect butt and I squeezed her cheeks.

"Easy there, lover," she sighed with her head against my chest; "Between your cock and yesterday's horse ride, well, I'm a little sore back there."

"Oh baby," letting go of her butt and hugging her tighter, "I'm sorry, I wasn't..."

"No, it was my idea, I mean having you stick your beautiful cock in my butt. I loved that, I'll always love that, but," pausing to look up at me with those deep blue eyes; "I guess I can kind of blame you for the horse ride."

She smiled as I tilted my head to kiss her, "Yeah, but it was your idea to emulate Lady Godiva." 

"Yeah, that wasn't too bright, but it only rubbed my pussy the wrong way; but admit it, you liked the Godiva look, didn't you?" she smiled.

"You look sexy, no matter what you're doing or wearing, you know that," I said before kissing her once more.

"And that Mister is just one more reason that I love you." She had just leaned in for another smoldering kiss when she squealed, "Shit, we're out of hot water!" I laughed as I reached behind her and quickly shut off the shower.

"I guess that means we're done," I said, finishing our kiss before stepping out and gathering a couple of towels. We toweled dry and Britt opted to let the sun finish drying her hair. She doesn't do it often, but when left to dry on its own, her hair seems fuller, probably because it has a natural wave to it that disappears when she blow dry's it. I've told her that I like the look, but she isn't a fan; says it makes her look like a soap opera star from the 80's.

Dressed, we made our way outside and I ducked in to the motor home to grab my camera, cuz you just never know when a shot will present itself. We followed the sound of laughter to the corrals and I was glad that I grabbed the Nikon. Gina, Kate and Becky had hopped the fence and were in Don the Donkey's area. I hoisted Britt up until she was seated on the top rail of fence and then I handed her my camera and joined her.

Gina saw us as we climbed up and joined us at the fence; "You're just in time, Kate is going to ride Don here in his pen; this should be good," she laughed. With the grace that only her long legs would allow, Gina hopped up beside me, ready for the show.

Becky had placed a rope lead around the little pack animals neck and had tied him to one of the fence rails. On his back, he had a small blanket to protect Kate's delicate skin; short shorts were probably not the wisest choice for riding, but I doubted that the ride would last long. Don stood there calmly as Becky helped the little one up onto her might steed, getting her centered. "Okay Don," Becky addressed the donkey as she moved in front of him to untie the lead; "Are you going to be a good boy? You know how much Kate likes you, so just give her a nice ride around your corral, okay?" Don was looking at the redhead like he understood every word she said and then turned his head back and looked at his diminutive rider. If donkeys can smile, then that is exactly what Don did when Katie leaned forward and rubbed his nose when he turned toward her. 

Gina giggled, poking me in the ribs and then pointing. I looked across the way and sure enough, Don, the horniest burro ever, was showing his fervor once more. Katie looked up at us and we all just smiled and gave her a wave. Becky, reaching over to untie the lead caught sight of Don's condition and just shook her head in disbelief and led the love-struck donkey toward the center of the area before handing the lead to our cowgirl.

"Okay sweetie, just keep the rein tight and your legs hugging our boy here. Don," she said as she bent over, giving us a great view of her ass cheeks poking out of her daisy dukes; "Behave yourself and just go where Katie points you, okay?" Don didn't utter a word; "Are you listening to me?" Swear to God, Don looked up at her and his big ears wiggled to and fro. Becky smiled and gave him a scratch between the ears, "Okay boy," stepping out of the way.

I managed to snap a couple shots of our petite wrangler atop her miniature mount being coached by our gorgeous redhead with the impeccable posterior. "Nice shot," Britt said, squeezing my knee as she looked at the shot on the back of the camera.

Becky stepped to the side and Don and Katie took off at a snail's pace; I don't think he hurried anywhere except maybe to the feed bucket. Distracted now, Don's ardor had waned and it was now safe to take some shots of our happy horsewoman. 

Becky joined us and jumped up on the fence next to Gina; "Well, she sure looks happy;" and she did, smiling big as the little donkey trotted around the corral.

"Yeah," said Gina, "the only time I've seen her happier was when George was burying his bone in her backyard in the back of a Hearse." She said it straight faced, without emotion, just matter-of-factly. Becky sputtered while Britt laughed so hard she nearly fell off the fence. I just fidgeted on the fence as Becky leaned forward, trying to make eye contact with either Gina or I; "I'll tell you later," she said, her eyes still focused on her little lover.

Katie and Don pranced around for another fifteen minutes or so and I think they both decided that they had had enough fun. Don brought her over to us and Becky and I jumped down, Becky grabbing the lead and me, grabbing Kate by her bare waist and lifting her easily off Don's back. Sitting her on her feet, she stepped over in front of her favorite animal, scratching him between his ears and then giving him a kiss above his nose. Meanwhile Becky had wandered a little further down the fence line and snagged a bucket from the ground on the other side. Turning back, she watched as Kate affectionately thanked Don for the ride and then spotted his mighty member begin to reappear from its sheath.

Becky shook her head once more and then made eye-contact with Britt; Britt shrugged and said "I don't know, lover-boy here does the same thing when she scratches him between the ears." Gina did fall off the fence in a fit of laughter this time, landing awkwardly on her feet. Becky rushed up to grab her and they hugged each other, laughing. Both Don and Katie stared at them like they must have been slightly off-kilter or something. Britt bailed off the fence and hugged her littlest roommate and they chattered on about her ride. I happily snapped candids, one after the other.

"So, what's on the agenda for the rest of the day?" I asked as we watched Don happily munch carrots and apples offered up by his new-found best friend.

"Well," offered Becky, "You've pretty much seen the whole place and the way Britt here," giving her a big side hug," was walking when she came out of the house, I don't think we need to do any more riding."

"I've seen that walk before," snickered the Amazon princess Gina, "and it wasn't from horseback riding."

"Gina!" Britt yelped and started chasing the brunette around the corral. 

Becky jumped back up on the fence beside me and leaned her head on my shoulder and sighed, "God, I love my family."

I wrapped an arm around her bare waist and gave her a big kiss, "and we love you too."

Gina and Britt returned to our spot on the fence, winded but smiling and Kate joined us as she had run out of snacks and Don wandered off, uninterested in us now. "So," I reiterated, "is there anything else you girls want to do while we're here?"

Britt pulled her cell phone out a pocket I didn't know she had in her running shorts and looked at the time. "Well classes do start tomorrow, so I guess we should get home sometime before dark. I know I have a few things to gather up for tomorrow."

"Oh pooh," Katie pouted like a six year-old, "I'm not ready for summer to be over. This is the best summer I've ever had."

"I'll second that," Gina replied, hugging her girl to her side, looking over at Britt and Becky and I; "this has been a great summer."

"I don't think anyone will argue that point, but the reason we're out west here is to go to school. George and Becky have just been gigantic bonuses."

"Just?" I said, trying to sound hurt.

"Oh baby,"' she said, cozying up to me, "I did say gigantic," running her hand down my front and resting it on my crotch.

Once more the laughter erupted and once again, I could only shake my head in wonder. Actually, it was wonderful as I snatched another picture of four beautiful women laughing uproariously, hugging one another while an un-amused donkey looked on from the background; I am indeed the luckiest mother-fucker in the world.

Finally laughed out, wiping tears from their eyes, Becky said, "Well, I guess we really need to do a load of towels and straighten up the house; I'd like to leave it like we found it."

"God, yes," Britt exclaimed; "anything else?"

"Well, I want to straighten up the barn too. We left blankets spread all over the place and we need to put Katie's other ride back in the back room," referring to the wooden stand and giant saddle that Katie rode me on last night.

"Well, you and George take care of the barn," Britt said, handing out work assignments, "while the rest of us take care of the house. I saw the laundry room next to the kitchen."

"Sounds like a plan," Becky said, taking my hand. "C'mon cowboy, let's clean up our mess," giggling and smiling big as we walked to the barn. The others turned tail and headed for the house, laughing and yakking as they always do. 

In the barn, we both automatically looked up at one of cameras; "Do you suppose she's watching us now?" she whispered.

"No way to tell, I guess. I was thinking about it though and she could easily have installed a sensor that let her know when someone came through the door here, you know like an infrared beam or something."

Becky stared at me with those big green eyes; "Well if she thought about it, I'm sure she did, but regardless, if she doesn't see it live, she's got it recorded."

"Yeah, your aunt is pretty bright," I said as we walked over to our first play area near the tack room; "I wouldn't be surprised at all if she was watching us right now."Becky grabbed a couple of bottles of water out of the fridge and we leaned against the bench and drank them before going to work.

"Yeah, she is one smart cookie," she said, taking a long draw off the bottle; "and I think I love her even more now that I know about her, well, her sexual proclivities."

I turned to look at her," Proclivities, pretty big word for a country girl," I kidded. She poked me in the ribs with her elbow and then stood up and started to work. We shook out the first blanket we used, folding it up and then putting it back on the shelf. Next we wound the hose up that we used to cool ourselves down with last night and then with a sigh of resignation, we walked over to the gigantic saddle and the wooden horse it sat on. With a mighty heave we grabbed the mountain of cowhide and engaged in more grumbling and cussing as we stumbled into the store room and got it back up on the highest shelf in the room. Assuring ourselves that it would stay put, we went back out and grabbed both ends of the wooden stand and drug it back into its corner.

"Jeez," Becky blustered as we exited the room, "that was fun last night, but I'd think that one through before I did it again." 

"Well it made Katie's night and I had a good time too," I admitted; "But I'm still a little saddle-sore this morning."

"Yeah, you guys don't have to spread your legs as wide as we girls do," she winked and smiled.

"And we appreciate it," I laughed, pulling her to me and kissing her on top of the head. I stared at stairs to the loft and exhaled," well, I guess we better go straighten up the loft."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 28



"Yeah" she giggled; "whose idea was it to mess up that area too?" hugging me tighter yet.

Awkwardly, we made it up the stairs, never parting. We took a second to lean on the rail and look out over the barn and stables; "Remind me to check their feed and make sure the auto-waterers on their troughs are working."

"Auto-waterers?" I kidded.

"It's a word," she said defensively, but laughing at the same time, poking me in the ribs once more. "C'mon, let's get this mess cleaned up."

We walked to the middle of the loft and picked up the blanket where I delivered last night's money shot, a porn classic with four beautiful naked women sucking the leading man's cock till he could deliver copious amounts of jizz on the bountiful collection of breasts. Picking up the blanket to shake the bits of hay off of it, we heard the tell-tale sound of the spy camera above us being remotely adjusted. Becky's eyes grew big, staring at me and mouthing 'She's watching.'

We paused long enough to make a telepathic connection and then we exchanged ideas. Together, we nodded imperceptibly. Bunching up the blanket instead of properly folding it, we approached the bed of hay we'd constructed the night before. We judiciously laid the blanket next to the one still there and straightened them both out; making the bed. Without a word, we began to undress one another, intent on giving Aunt Ginny one last performance before we left. 

Both stark naked, I picked up the ravishing redhead and gently laid her on the bed, positioning her for optimum viewing. I stood before her and took her left leg in my hand and starting at her foot, I kissed my way down till I could easily smell her excitement. Straightening back up, I worked my way down her right leg, finishing again where her long legs intersect next to heaven; Becky squirmed and moaned. Both her legs now on the bed, I spread them a bit more and crawled up between them. On my hands and knees, my cock dangling down, I started kissing once more from where I left off. I worked my way up, over her hip bones and across to her lower belly, firm and toned. From there, it was on to her belly button where I lingered and she managed to giggle and moan simultaneously. Onward and upward, I stalled at each breast and suckled at her teat, drawing her nipples in between my lips until they throbbed. 

Sad to move on, I scattered kisses across her chest and breastbone, over to each shoulder. Knowing what came next, Becky tilted her head back, exposing as much of her long, sensitive neck and throat as she could. Her moaning transmitted through my lips as I traversed then from one ear and then cross-county to the other. Her hips were in constant motion now and I rested my hips on her, my semi-erect penis knocking gently at her door. 

"Jesus," she groaned loudly just before my lips met hers. Soft and warm, her lips nursed on mine as I felt the tip of her tongue dancing on my teeth, looking for admittance. I gladly submitted and we groaned together, our tongues writhing in each others mouths, our lips drawing on one another's passion.

Abruptly, Becky broke our oral bond, her eyes on fire as she looked into mine; "You've got me so turned on, I need to cum, I need to cum now!" She pushed on my chest and then pushed on my side, directing me. I moved to work my way down and settle in between her toned thighs, but she had other ideas, grabbing my calf and pulling me back. It didn't take this cowboy more than a second to catch on, so I straddled her till my cock hung down, teasing like some kind of cat toy. Having already cum twice this morning I didn't hold much hope of delivering much, but true to form, there was no lack of blood-flow and she had my attention quickly. I dipped my head down and inhaled her intoxicating aroma. Her inner lips bloomed and her excitement literally flowed from within. I've never really mastered eating pussy from the topside down. The clit is within easy reach, but I can't bend my neck enough, and my tongue certainly isn't long enough to probe where I would like to. 

As worked up as she already was, it didn't take more than a few lingering draws of her clit between my lips and drawing my tongue gently across the tippy-top. "Oh My God," she cried out, spitting my cock out before she bit down on it. "Fuucckkkk," she moaned, digging her nails into my ass cheeks, bucking her hips. "There...there...there...ahhhhhhhhhhh!" and we have lift off. I licked around her pussy as she quaked repeatedly. Having had enough, she gave my butt a swat and then pushed on my hip. I took the hind and rolled off and onto my back beside her. 

Needing to cool down, Becky spread her legs wide, her right leg across my chest. I massaged her calf and thigh as she reached her right hand out and grabbed my cock and lovingly caressed it back into stiffness. "This is quite the show your aunts getting right now," I whispered, envisioning the bore shot the camera had of Becky's happy pussy, red and dripping.

"Good...I'm glad," she mumbled, her hand still in slow motion.

"Yeah, if she's got a good zoom on that camera, she can see into next week," I said trying to be funny.

"What? Oh yeah; glad I shaved," and then giggling.

"Me too," which got me a gentle squeeze.

We lay there a minute and she had me good and hard," So can we give her one more scene?" she asked.

"Well it won't be anything like last night's finale," I said; "I've already cum twice this morning."

"Twice?" she said, lifting her head enough to look over at my erection.

"Yeah, once in the coach after you guys left this morning and then again in the shower after breakfast."

"Lucky girl," she said, easing up and reclaiming her leg. On her side, she watched herself slowly working my cock. "Sooo" she said smiling, thinking about her aunt watching her niece with this beautiful cock in her hand, "that means that you may not be able to cum again, but you should be able to fuck me until I can?"

"I can almost guarantee it," I replied as I pushed myself up and pulled her on top of me. We kissed and talked, well aware of prying eyes. "So how do you want it?"

"Well," she paused like she was perusing a menu, "let's start with doggy cuz that's my favorite and you can play with my ass and then we'll finish up on my back with you standing so we can give her a good shot of your big cock ramming my poor, innocent pussy!"

"You are a dirty little girl," I growled, kissing her hard as my hands grabbed hold of her ass and held her tight. Becky was groaning as we wrestled on the bed of hay bales until she broke free and got up on her hands and knees, conveniently positioned for optimum camera viewing. She wiggled her ass at me as I approached.

Up on my knees, I stroked my cock slowly and then nestled the tip against Becky's inviting slit. Her inner lips were spread and I easily collected her juices before slowly making my way inside. "So good," she moaned as I inched my way inward. Stopping at intervals, I slowly fucked her, two or three strokes to that point before advancing further. She looked back at me, and the camera, as I made my way to the bottom of her tight pussy. She growled," So fucking big...I'm so full of cock," rotating her hips, grinding on me as I was buried to the hilt.

"Just fuck me a couple times," she whispered, a ventriloquist she isn't; "I'm ready to cum already."

"Oh yeah?" I barked, grabbing her hips and giving her a couple deep, slow strokes.

She looked back at me through strands of wild red hair and her eyes said, 'You wouldn't dare!' 

I just smiled and then began; long, slow, deliberate strokes. My cock was hard, but her undulating pussy had no effect. I remembered her mentioning her ass, so I gathered a bit of her essence on my thumb as my cock reappeared. I rested my thumb on her pink pucker and applied pressure, her pussy responded in kind.

"Unh, unh, unh," she grunted with each stroke, my thumb threatening to enter her ass, until I felt her inner walls constrict, choking my cock, drawing it inward, begging for my cum. 

"I'm cumming goddamnit!" and her pussy juices flooded over my cock. Her body shook as I reached underneath her belly to hold her upright. Her arms gave out and she lay there panting, her butt in the air with my cock still feeling the rumblings within. Her face, covered by strands of sweat-soaked hair faced the camera and I hoped her aunt could see the blissful look in her eyes. 

I slowly extricated myself and she moaned, feeling the emptiness, as I let her hips collapse to the blanket. I crawled to her side and she spread her legs wide, letting what cool breeze there was waft over her. 

I lay down beside her and she cracked her eyes open to look at me. I smiled devilishly; "You fucker."

"Guilty as charged," I replied, brushing the hair out of eyes. 

"I thought we were going to finish up with me on my back," she whispered softly.

"Who says we're done?" Seeing my shoulders move, she craned her neck to look down at me stroking my still rigid tool.

"Fuck me," she moaned.

"My thoughts, exactly."

With surprising speed, Becky sprang to life, pinning me on my back and kissing me for all she was worth. My hands were all over her ass again and she squirmed when I began to play with her asshole again. I'm sure her Aunt Ginny sat upright in her office chair when she saw my finger slip deep into her young niece's precious ass. That move interrupted the kissing, Becky rolling away from me and then slipping off the bed and then standing upright.

The voluptuous redhead bent at the waist and shook her long hair, running her fingers through it before standing back upright, whipping her red mane back over her head. With legs spread wide, she beckoned me with a crooked finger. Ever obedient, (sorta) I made my way to the edge of the hay bale bed and stood up before her. 

"You're a very naughty boy," she said smiling, my cock in her hands. She glanced up at the camera, getting her bearings and used my cock like a tiller on a boat and turned me ninety degrees. She locked eyes with me and slowly made her descent. Never losing eye contact, she laid kisses up and down my length, pausing to take my balls in her mouth. Her slow motion consumption of my cock caused me to stiffen even more and I could only wonder what the reaction was on the other end of the video feed. 

I started to get a little tingle, one I wasn't expecting, and I put my hands on both sides of her head to bring her to a halt. With dramatic flair, she slowly released me, inch by slobbery inch until I popped free from between her full lips. Giving my cock a quick parting kiss, she crawled back up until we were both upright. I leaned down and kissed her lightly, and then began to nuzzle her neck.

"I think we're ready for the finale; you ready?" I whispered between kisses.

"I'll gladly take you and this cock anytime it's offered," she whispered back, my slippery cock in her hand. We parted and she took her place, seated on the edge of the bed, slightly off-angle to the camera. Resting on her elbows, she licked her lips as I approached her, her eyes moving from mine and then to my cock and then back again. Her pussy waited patiently between her widespread legs, too inviting to not take a little taste. I bent at the waist, putting my hands on her thighs and sampled her offerings. She squealed and then moaned as I tickled her clit with the tip of my tongue.

I played long enough to get her juices flowing once more; "Please, please," she moaned.

I lifted my head and stared into her dark green eyes; "Have you got any more for me baby? I want to watch your cock...I wanna watch you fuck me until we both cum. Can we do that baby; can we watch your cock and my pussy fuck each other till we can't take it anymore? Can we?"

My cock visibly throbbed at her request knowing that the 'we' included her aunt who undoubtedly was glued to her monitor. I imagined the frisky cougar leaning back with her fingers furiously abusing her own pussy, imagining herself in her niece's place. 

Snapping back to reality, I stood straight, with cock in hand and brushed the length of her slippery slit. I grabbed her left leg and drew it up, her foot over my shoulder, her left ass cheek slightly off the bed, her pussy at optimum fucking level. Her right leg remained draped over the edge of the blanket covered bales, my cock resting at her opening, both of us obscenely exposed. Still propped up on her elbows she stared at our intersection while she chewed on her lower lip, impatiently waiting. 

She drew in a big breath as I slowly re-introduced my hard-on. Our eyes were riveted on our joining; Aunt Ginny's were surely there too. Bottomed out once again, Becky blew out a big breath and looked up at me long enough to say, "Fuck me baby, fuck me till I scream!"

"You've got it baby," I said, grabbing her leg with both hands, drawing it in to my chest. We watched intently as my cock repeatedly drove deep before withdrawing, pulling her inner lips out, her pussy hugging my cock tightly. I grunted with each down stroke, reaching deeper each round; "You're so fucking tight," I groaned as I struggled to back out.

"So fuckin' big," her eyes hooded but still focused; "So fuckin' sexy baby, your cock, my pussy...Fuck, my pussy's so full...I love your cock...I love fucking you baby...I love you George!" Her pussy tightened as she spoke those last words and my cock responded, expanding, stretching her.

"Jesus Christ George," she cried, bucking her hips, pushing with her elbows; "I'm cumming baby, Fuck, I'm gonna cream all over your big, beautiful cock...Oh God George, I'm cumming!" her pussy choking my cock. "Cum with me baby, cum in my pussy...Oh shit...Give it to me...Give me your fucking cum now!!"

On command, my cock swelled and somehow drawing deep from the reserves, I came inside her once again. I felt her juices on my cock head, the hydraulic pressure trying to push me out. Not willing to move, our combined offerings worked their way out until I felt the wetness on my balls, pressed tightly against her. My orgasm was strong, my thighs quivering. I doubt that I deposited a porn-worthy amount inside the ravenous red-head, but the climax was real as I'll bet Ginny's was at that very same moment.

Becky collapsed onto the bed and I massaged the leg I'd never let go of until her pussy was done with me and let me go. "Come here," she said with a raspy voice. Crawling up beside her, she threw her arm around my neck and kissed me lightly, too tired for much more than that. "That was amazing," she said softly, playing with my hair. "I came so hard; I thought I hurt myself, like I pulled a muscle or something."

"Well I'd never want you to hurt yourself, but yeah, that was amazing. I hate to say it, but I think I may be a bit of an exhibitionist after all. Knowing that your Aunt was watching us just made it different somehow. I imagined her watching us while she sat in her office, the blinds closed and the door locked; customers and staff just outside her door while she pleasured herself watching us."

"I was thinking the same thing," she said, giving me another soft kiss. "And you know she'll watch it over and over; I know I would. When she's not around, I'm gonna see if I can find where she files our little home movies and make myself a copy." She looked up at me with those beautiful green eyes, now a little misty, "If I can't have you, I'll at least have the video to get off on," and she sniffled.

"Hey," I said as I intercepted a tear that was making its way down her cheek; "You're part of the family now, so we'll definitely be together again. Only problem I see is that the girls are going to want to keep you to themselves, so I may be the one outside looking in." 

She smiled when I mentioned the girls; "Yeah I love the girls; I love all of you. I've always had a pretty positive attitude, so I know that everything is going to work out. I'm still amazed that there doesn't seem to be any jealousy or anything like that with you guys."

"Well, that all goes back to Britt. She's the one that seems to keep it all together. She is an amazing woman and I count my lucky stars every day, thankful that she found me; literally picked me out of the crowd as it were."

"Yeah, it's like the best fairy tale ever," she sighed. We lay there silently for a minute before she let out another big sigh; "Well, I guess we better get up and get this show back on the road."

"I suppose," I half pouted; "Anyway, I'm pretty sure that I am out of commission for the rest of the day."

"Oh, I don't know about that," she said, crawling up over me, straddling me, her ass once again pointing directly at the camera in the rafters. She ran her tongue around my lips before kissing me; "Your tongue still works, doesn't it?" back to the kiss, her tongue checking in with mine. We kissed like horny teens for a couple more minutes and then gave in to reality. Her head propped up in her hand, her elbow slightly digging into my chest; "Thank you for this morning," she said, "Ginny and I will treasure it forever," she giggled and then sprang up and ran for the stairs, naked as can be.

"Hey," I yelled at the brazen redhead as she skipped across the concrete floor toward the wash area; "you forgot your clothes," holding the bit of cloth and boots in the air.

"Would you be a dear and bring them down with you? You can just throw the blankets down and we'll shake them and fold them down here."

Once again, I could only shake my head in disbelief, and you'd think by now that nothing should surprise me with the bevy of beauties I was so lucky to be surrounded by. I gathered the blankets and gave them a cursory shake before launching them off the balcony. Becky was now in the wash area, hosing herself down, the horses looking on, probably wondering what came over all these people lately. 

I thought briefly about slipping back into my shorts, but the sight and sounds from below changed my mind; the cool water would feel real nice about now. I gathered up Becky's clothes once more and then mine and as I turned to walk to the stairs, I heard once again, the tell-tale whine of the motorized camera above. I probably shouldn't have done it, but I paused under the dome, looked up and winked before making my way to the stairs.

**Meanwhile, back at the store**

Miles away, Ginny was sitting in her darkened office, still bare-assed on her leather desk chair, recovering from the private show she had just watched. Sipping from a cool bottle of water, she was intently watching the well built stud who had just ravished her young niece cleaning up after themselves. While she was watching him begin to walk away, he looked her straight in the eye and winked. Ginny spewed water across the desk before turning the camera to watch his fine ass make its way out of view. She sat back and smiled, her finger again strumming her tired clit as she closed her eyes, imagining that big cock working its magic on her.

**Back on the ranch**

I made it down the stairs and sat our clothes on the bench and made my way to the wash area. "Do my back please;" handing me the hose. 

"Anytime," I smiled. Realizing I was too tired to get too silly, I dutifully rinsed her backside, paying extra attention to the lower region.

"Oh, that feels good," she purred before turning around to let me give the flip side the once over. She giggled as the gentle spray massaged her. "Okay," she said, stepping toward me, reaching out; "Now I'll do you." I just smirked at her unintentional play on words, earning me a slap on the ass as I walked to the center of the sloped floor. Also tired from our romp in the hay, Becky was very polite as she rinsed the sweat off my tired body.

"There, that should do you," she said as she stopped and then drug the hose over to turn of the spigot. I went over and helped her wind the hose once more on the rack. She turned and wrapped herself around me once more and we kissed. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 28



"You're all wet again," I teased, rubbing my front to hers. 

"I couldn't care less," as she squirmed against me in reply

"Do you want me to get a towel?" I asked, still bundled in her arms.

"Nah, I'd rather just dry off on you," she laughed, rubbing around like a cat marking her territory. 

"Works for me," I said, as I ran my hands through her long, wet red hair and down until I hand held both her ass cheeks and pulled them apart, letting the breeze coming through the big open doors do their thing. 

"Oh god," she moaned as I passed my fingers over her tight little asshole. "Okay," she said, pushing away," We better just finish up, or I'm gonna try and get one more round out of you."

"Party poop," I laughed as I did a little hip gyration, my cock doing its best imitation of a helicopter...well a helicopter on its side; anyway I got the desired laugh and we walked hand in hand to the other end of the barn to retrieve the blankets I'd thrown off the loft above. 

We grabbed the first blanket and were standing opposite each other, flailing it around, knocking off the errant bits of hay; "Oh, by the way," I said, as I brought my two corners together, "I winked at Ginny as I left the loft."

Her eyes nearly popped out of her skull and she dropped her end of the blanket; "You what?"

"Yeah, probably not one of my smarter moves, but as I was gathering up our clothes, I heard the camera moving again, so I figured she was checking out," and I did a couple silly poses, the blanket still in my hands, "you know, the goods, so just as I was leaving, I looked right up at the camera and gave her a big ol' wink and a smile."

"Holy shit," she proclaimed as she bent down to retrieve the blanket and she began to laugh; "Well I guess the cat's out of the bag, she knows that we know."

"Au contraire, mon amour" I said in a terrible French accent, "She knows that I know, but I don't know that she knows that the rest of you know. She may suspect that we all do, but anyway, at the time, it just seemed like the thing to do."

"Well, it will be interesting to see if she brings anything up, " Becky said as she walked her half up to me and leaned in for a kiss; "You're a real trouble-maker, aren't you?" stealing another kiss.

"Takes one to know one," I smiled as I took the blanket from her, folded it once more and set it aside and grabbed the next one. 

We finished up with the blankets and checked the horses feed and water and then headed back to the house after we begrudgingly put our clothes back on. The girls had finished straightening up and washing and drying the towels that we'd used. "The house looks great guys," Becky blustered; "Thanks for doing it; Aunt Ginny will be very happy."

Britt sidled up to Becky and whispered, "I'll bet she's real happy; took you guys a while to fold a few blankets." She gave the blushing Becky a knowing wink and then a kiss on the cheek.

"I'll fill you in later," Becky whispered back before turning to the rest of us; "So I think we have everything in order. Do you want to hang out here some more or are we ready to head for the barn?" giggling at her own joke.

"Well, I don't know about the others," Gina answered, "but I think I've had all the great outdoors that I need for a while." The others nodded in agreement, so we did one more check around the house and locked it up and headed to the motor home.

Kate broke into a trot and sped past the coach, yelling over her shoulder," I just want to say good-bye to Don once more."

The girls all laughed; "Good thing we don't have any open space at home," Britt said as she opened the motor home door, "or we find ourselves with a pet donkey."

Becky laughed and then goosed Britt as she stepped up to get in the coach, "You guys can visit anytime you want; I'm sure Ginny would be more than happy to have you come up. I know she feels a little guilty that she doesn't spend as much time up here as she'd like." 

She was right on Britt's tail as she went up the stairs and Gina was on hers. The redhead squealed as Gina leaned in and gave her a little nip on one butt cheek as she ascended the stairs. I was fourth in line and Gina stalled in front of me at the entry. Pausing, she turned to look down at me and then wiggled her nearly covered ass. 

Finally catching on, I kissed both cheeks and then gave her a little slap; "Get this sweet ass on the bus." Satisfied, she growled at me softly and joined Britt and Becky on the couch. I stepped into the command chair and turned the key and the beast roared to life. Looking up at the dash to check the gauges, Kate caught my eye out the windshield. Standing at the corral fence, she and Don seemed to be carrying on a conversation. Kate was leaning down, giving Don a good look down the front of cropped muscle-T she wore. She was chattering away, scratching him between his ears and once again, the horny little burro was sporting an impressive woody; Kate was a regular donkey-whispering tease.

All the gauges looked good and Britt did a quick walk-thru and told me that all the hatches were battened down and we were good to go. The little one was still in deep conversation with the donkey so I hit the air horn. All the girls jumped, inside and out when the triple horns on the roof sounded. Don skittered away and Kate turned and gave me a dirty look. I just put up my hands and shrugged my shoulders like I didn't know they would be that loud. 

"Holy cow," Becky laughed, "Are those turbo horns?"

"Yeah," I said, kind of embarrassed; "I forgot how loud they were. I hope I didn't spook the animals."

"Nah, you're fine," and then Katie came flying through the door.

"You scared the crap out of Don and me too; that wasn't very funny!" she fumed.

"Hey, I'm sorry sweetie," I said, "I didn't do it to scare you. I really forgot how loud the horn was."

Becky pulled Kate into her lap and hugged her; "Don's okay baby, they spook easily. I'm really glad Don made such a good friend this weekend. We'll have to make sure that you come up whenever you can to see him."

"I'd like that," our little one said before turning and catching Becky off-guard with a toe-curling kiss. "That's for a great weekend," she told the flustered ginger.

"Any time," she said, hugging her tighter.

"Well, let's get this show on the road," so I threw it in gear and see-sawed around until I had us headed to the gate.

"Here," Gina said as we pulled up to the locked gate, "You've got your lap full; give me the key and I'll get it."

"I think my purse is in the back somewhere; the key is in it."

"If you don't mind me digging around in your purse, I'll get it," Gina said on her way to the back.

"I don't have any secrets, at least not anymore," she giggled. Britt leaned over and gave her a quick kiss and a smile.

We got through the gate routine and were back on the road. I had the front to myself as the girls were clustered together on the couches. There was a lot of giggling and laughing and whispering and I heard my name a couple times but it was clear that this was a 'girls only' confab. At one point I heard a loud 'What?' followed by a 'He what?' 

A couple minutes later, Britt came up front with a bottle of water and knelt beside me on the floor; "So, two more times in the barn huh?" I didn't really respond as I was 'concentrating on the road'. She ran her hand over my thigh and then into my crotch; "This little guy must be all tuckered out." She continued to run her hand over my awakening cock until she had me about three-quarters of the way there. "And that little stunt, looking up at the camera and winking...well I thought that was great; we should have all done that last night."

"Yeah, well," putting my hand on hers to slow her down; "last night I wasn't really clear on what Becky had in mind. I think originally, her idea was to make it look like Ginny really had pulled one over on us and was truly a voyeur, you know, watching our little orgy without us knowing. But then, I don't know; I don't really think Ginny would think we wouldn't notice the new cameras and she may have found out that Becky had seen our first visit to the hay loft. I think it was kind of an admission and an invitation for us and we could choose to do what we wanted; God knows there were plenty of places to fool around where there weren't any cameras."

"Yeah," she said, squeezing my hard-on, "I wouldn't mind going back and making love on the back lawn down by the creek. That was gorgeous, under the trees and all." She sighed and lay her head on my leg; "You and me, naked all day, making love under the trees, playing in the creek, making love again and again...yeah, I could do that." 

My cock throbbed in her grip and she looked up at me and smiled, "I love you," she said softly.

I ran my hand through her hair before caressing her cheek; "I love you more."

**Monday morning early, real early**

We dropped Becky at her car behind the store yesterday in the early afternoon. She was so tired that she wanted to just sneak home for the rest of the weekend and she said she'd come by and pick up the clothes and such later in the week. The girls and I didn't realize how tired we really were either, so we just pulled the coach up to the house, shut her down and called it a week. Gina and Kate disappeared into their room and Britt and I went directly to ours, stripped off our clothes and headed to the shower.

As showers go, it was pretty uneventful, although I still had my hair washing duties to perform and she couldn't help trying to get a rise out of me, grinding her soap-slick butt on my junk. We toweled off and did a half-ass drying job on her long blonde hair and then we collapsed on the top of the bed and were out for the count in mere minutes. 

I woke up and it took a second to get my bearings as something wasn't normal. Most mornings, hell, every morning that I can remember since the girls entered my life, I have awoken spooning one luscious body or another, my morning wood nestled in the warm crack of her ass and my arm draped over her with the nearest available breast in my hand. This morning though, I felt the warmth of a body on my back, soft breathing on my neck, and a delicate hand wrapped around my dick; role reversal I could get used to. 

I had no clue what time it was because I was facing the wrong way this morning and it really didn't matter as I really needed to take a leak. I carefully pried the slender fingers off my cock and slipped out from under her arm. Sleepy grumbling ensued but was over by the time I made it to my feet. I turned to see the love of my life sleeping soundly, her arm having wadded up the sheets as my replacement. 

After making my way to the head, peeing, shaking and then a cold rinse on my face, I padded back to the bedroom and looked over at the red glowing numbers on the bedside clock, just after three a.m., and I'm wide awake and refreshed. I didn't try to calculate how long we'd been asleep, but it was a while and evidently we needed it. I could have crawled back in bed and claimed my rightful spot, snuggled up to her backside, tit in hand, but I knew I'd just lie there, or get myself in some kind of trouble.

I pulled a pair of boxers on and quietly made my way to the kitchen. The lights were on and Gina, wearing only the tiniest of thongs was standing at the counter setting up the coffee maker. I wasn't my stealthiest in the morning and she turned and whispered, "Good morning."

"Morning to you," I whispered back as I walked up behind her and hugged her from behind. "What are you doing up at this ungodly hour?" moving her long brunette aside and kissing her neck.

She purred and rubbed her round ass into my crotch, still futzing with the coffee; "I guess I had enough sleep and I was just lying there, thinking about starting back to school today and," accentuating her grinding, "this weekend."

I was getting harder by the second and Gina was moaning softly, coffee making forgotten. I moved my hands slowly up over her belly and took her d-cups in hand. Her nipples were stiff and proud as I toyed with them. Reaching back, she grabbed my hips and pulled me tighter to her. "You know, I didn't get much of this," she said, moving one hand between us, latching on to my stiffness, "this weekend."

Gina turned in my arms, now face to face, crotch to crotch. Her deep brown eyes pierced mine, sending a signal to my nether region; she smiled and worked her barely-clad sex against me, smiling bigger as she felt my cock respond. "You know," she said, lightly kissing me, her lips soft and warm; "the first day of classes is always so stressful, running around campus, finding the right room, taking notes and then worrying about whether you should have signed up for the class or not." She landed a bigger kiss this time, her tongue working its way to mine. My hands were appropriately grasping her bountiful butt and we ground against one another. 

"And now," breathing hard, catching her breath, "now I have to think about this," reaching between us, slipping her hand between me and my boxers, "this big, beautiful cock." She kissed me again, hard; my cock now equally as hard as she ran her hand softly up and down. "I had a great time this weekend, but I'd have liked a little more one-on-one time with this," squeezing tight, "and you." 

"So, what do you propose?" I asked, slipping my fingers deep into the crack of her ass; "I'd hate to think about you stressing all day." Her moaning grew louder as I grazed my fingers across her tight rosebud, easing by, my destination; her anxious pussy. 

"I think you know," spreading her legs a little further, giving me clear access, my finger sipping within the wet folds of her pussy, "Fuck...what I want," settling down on my slippery digit. 

I stroked her hungry slit a few times before drawing my finger out. I held my sex-slickened finger before her eyes. She licked her lips and we each reached out with our tongues and sampled her. She grabbed my wrist and claimed my finger for herself, taking it between her lips and sucking gently. Her eyes glistened as she sucked, my cock grew envious and she released my clean finger; "Living room," she panted.

I followed close behind, my hand never leaving one butt cheek or another. "Sit," she commanded, pointing to the overstuffed leather couch. I obeyed, settling in; she nudged my knees apart and leaned in and grabbed the waist band of my boxer; "Lift," the next mono-syllabic command. Once again, I did as I was told. My cock sprung free, waving in the wind as she worked the under-garment over my legs and feet. I made to stand with the intent of relieving her of what little she wore; "Stay," pushing my chest as she sunk to her knees. 

She took my hardness in her hand and admired it, running one finger up from my balls along the underside. Stopping just below the crown, she flattened her finger out and stroked it in place. The feeling sent shivers up from my toes and she smiled before leaning up and taking the tip between her lips. I felt her tongue dance around the head, flicking at the opening at the very tip. I wanted to take her head in my hands and direct her but something inside told me no. 

Releasing her hold, her hands slid up my thighs and onward as her mouth descended. As her hands reached my pecs, her lips met my balls. My cock throbbed as I felt her swallow, her throat clutching my cock. Gagging slightly, Gina made her way back to the top and released me, long strands of thick mucus stretching from my tip to her lips. 

I reached out for her, but she stood and took a step back. Slowly she turned, her back to me; she bent at the waist before reaching back and slowly sliding her bit of panties down, letting them slip to her feet. Reaching back, she opened herself to me, her anus, pink and puckered, winking. Her pussy lips blossomed, revealing her bright pink core, wet and inviting. She looked over her shoulder and glanced at my hard-on; I flexed, eliciting a giggle. 

Turning once more, she easily stepped up onto the couch, straddling me and not stopping until her pussy was parked square in my face. She adjusted as I latched onto the back of her thighs; "Eat."

Her pussy was wet and sweet, like an over-ripe peach. My tongue frolicked in one of my favorite playgrounds, slipping between the folds, dipping deep inside, gathering her plentiful nectar. Gina was pushing on the wall behind me, working her sloppy puss on my tongue until it strayed, coming in contact with her sensitive bud. I lapped at it furiously until she pushed back, denying me.

My hands slid up to take control of her ass while she reached down and place hers on my shoulders. She squatted slowly, pausing to give me time to kiss and admire what passed before me. Pausing to let me suckle, she reached back and took my still wet cock in hand and expertly guided me in. Throwing her head back, groaning as she took me deeper, I drew her nipple into my mouth and sucked like a new-born. 

She rode me until doing the squats began to burn. She shifted until she was on her knees and settled in, taking all of me. My hands still had a firm grasp of her ass, but we were now eye to eye. I gave her posterior a squeeze and she willed her pussy to reciprocate. We started a rhythm, slow and steady, watching one-another. She was chewing on her lower lip, occasionally slipping the tip of her tongue out. I playfully nibbled at her lips, waiting to catch her tongue. Giving in, she surrendered, my tongue wrapped around hers. We exchanged breaths as my cock and her pussy played the same game. 

The end was near and we broke our kiss, needing fresh air. Her forehead rested on mine and she arched her back, giving her a view of our connection. Her body reacted to the visual and her eyes returned to mine; "Love me," she said breathlessly. 

My cock responded to her plea and I held her tight and we fucked like ravenous rabbits. The leather beneath us protested, pushing back as we drove each other to a crashing crescendo. Heads on each others shoulders, we grunted as her pussy strangled my cock as it tried to drown her from within. The rumblings slowly subsided as both sides surrendered. Still breathing heavy, we nuzzled one another, kissing and nipping playfully. I ran my hands up and down from her beautiful butt to her sturdy shoulders.

"Hot," she said softly as she leaned back, her tits reluctantly parting from my chest. She blew a cooling breeze. I contributed but it wasn't enough and with a sad sigh, Gina sat up slowly, gazing down as my semi-rigid self was revealed. Anticipating a flood, she quickly slipped her hand between us and we both watched as our gift to one another dribbled out from within. It was an impressive amount, nearly overwhelming her cupped palm. Bringing her hand up, she sampled it with the tip of her tongue before bring her lips to hand and sucking up our shared blend. 

Smiling, she showed me her empty hand and then took my head in her hands and locked her lips to mine. Her tongue led the way and not surprisingly, I tasted her gift, sharing ourselves. She jumped, not expecting my cock to react, slapping her sex in mock retaliation. The kissing continued until our gift was consumed.

Gina slid back on her knees, letting the air circulate. Her butt still on my knees, she smiled at me; "That makes today a good day no matter what happens now; thanks lover." She slid off to the side and kissed me once more before leaning down and taking my cock in her mouth, giving it the once over. "There," she giggled, "nice and clean." She gave me another quick kiss and then scampered back to the bedroom as I watched her bubble butt bounce happily behind her.

I retrieved my coffee, snuck quietly into the bedroom and got dressed. I gave sleeping beauty a kiss on the cheek and then headed out to work. It was way too early for anyone else to be up and around, so I spent a few productive hours at the office before hitting the road to visit the couple remaining jobsites we had.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 28



**Monday, High Noon**

I was sitting in my truck under a large tree that reminded me of the sprawling oaks at Ginny's ranch. This one wasn't an oak, and it wasn't full of noisy squirrels, but it provided plenty of shade in this park's otherwise barren parking lot. I'd stopped at one of my favorite deli's and was about to lay into my Deluxe Italian sub when the Bluetooth busted in.

Poking the little button on the side of the device, "This is George."

"Hey, cowboy," Britt said in a passable Texas twang.

"Well howdy, Darlin'," I replied, doing my best John Wayne...Sorry Mr. Wayne.

"So how's your Monday been so far," she giggled; my Britt was back.

"It's been okay I guess."

"Yeah, better than okay I'd guess. Gina left here for school whistling, happy as a clam and Kate was a nervous wreck."

"Yeah, well..."

"You don't need to tell me anything. Gina didn't either, but I know my girls," she said, implying, but not.

"So," trying to change the subject; "Don't you have classes today?"

"Yeah, mine are later in the afternoon. I think Gina and Katie have them scattered throughout the day, and with Katie auditing most of hers, it will take a couple days before we get our schedules all hammered out."

"Good," I continued; "Like I said before, school is your guy's number one priority. Anything else we'll work around your schedule."

"I know, baby," she mewed, "and we all appreciate it more than you know. I do know that all my classes are Monday thru Thursday. I think that professors like their three-day weekends when they set up these classes," giggling some more. "Anyway, the real reason I called, other than to hear your voice is to let you know that Becky is coming by tonight after she gets off work at eight. I assume she's coming to pick up the clothes and all and I told her we could probably have some proofs on a flash drive for her to show Ginny."

"Yeah, that's no problem," I said. "Hey, did she mention anything about her aunt and our little show?"

"No," Britt laughed; "Ginny called in just before Becky called me. Evidently Ginny is feeling a little under-the-weather this morning and told Becky she'd try to make it in later. Becky's guessing that she probably wore herself out watching her private porn over and over last night. She was laughing and still seemed real happy about what we did."

"Well I'm glad and I'll bet you dinner out that Becky will spend some part of her morning trying to access the camera feeds on Ginny's office computer. She really wanted a copy of yesterday for herself."

"Yeah," Britt said excitedly; "I'd like to see how we looked on video too...or maybe not; I'll bet my ass looks ginormous on video," now pouting.

"Your ass could never look anything but perfect," I assured her, "but I'm not too sure I want to see myself...that can't be pretty."

"Don't kid yourself there, Stud," she responded. "I'm not the porn authority Katie is but she's always saying that you could make a fortune doing pornos. According to her, none of those guys that do it are near as handsome and built as you are; her words exactly."

"Yeah well, that was kind of fun this weekend, but I don't think I'd be comfortable doing it for just anyone to see and I sure as hell don't need it for the sex; you guys wore me out this weekend."

"Yeah, well the way Gina walked out of here this morning with a smile on her face and a bounce in her step; I'm betting you found a little in the old reserve tank." 

"Well, she was already stressing about school at three in the morning, so..."

"Hey, like I said," she interrupted, "You don't need to say a word, I'm just glad that you were able to help out. Anyway lover, I've gotta jet, so I'll see you later; Love you!"

"Love you more baby," and we disconnected.

**Mid Afternoon**

With the construction company work winding down, I found myself with a couple extra hours left over at the end of the day. Granted, I started at least that many hours early this morning, it still felt odd to be able to just head for home before all the rush hour traffic set in. 

I punched my remote and waited until the massive sliding door opened enough to let me into the warehouse/studio/home. Mine was the only vehicle in the place, except for those from last week's shoot and our massive home on wheels. I was taken back briefly to when I did this everyday; arriving to an empty warehouse and home. I was thankful that I overbuilt my home with the extra bedroom and such, but I never in my wildest dreams would have guessed who would be sharing the house with me.

I thought that it would be kind of nice, you know, to have some peace and quiet. I walked through the kitchen, grabbing a beer before I shucked my clothes and stepped into the shower to wash off the day's collection of dust and car exhaust. It didn't go un-noticed how quickly I was done with my shower, no long heads of hair to wash or legs or pussies to shave; damn boring shower.

"Oh well, "I said to no one as I dried off. I ran a list of things through my head that I'd try and accomplish before the girls came back from school. I started to dig around for a fresh pair of boxers and then it just hit me; "Fuck it," again to no one, "I declare this a Naked Day." 

It was my first time proclaiming a 'Naked Day', a tradition imposed by my girls where upon proclamation, all those within the designated area were to go about their day sans clothing. I looked at myself in the mirror, smiling at myself, congratulating me for declaring this day of freedom. Sadly, it was a small celebratory crowd, a crowd of one, at least for the moment.

"Silly shit," I said once again to the empty room, "But fuck it, it feels good to be naked." 

Convincing myself that I wasn't really a silly shit, and damn it, it is my house, my warehouse; if I want to wander about with my dick wagging like a happy dog's tail, then why not. I downed the rest of my beer and grabbed another before going out into the motor home and gathering up my camera, laptop and the numerous memory cards we'd filled this weekend. On up the stairs to the office/studio that looked out over the cavernous warehouse. I booted up the computer and sat my ass down on the cold leather seat and opened a new file and began my download. 

Download complete, I opened the new file and created a couple of sub-files and then began sorting the shots from the screen of thumbnails. Most were pretty obvious as to which folder they belonged; as small as they were, it didn't take much to discern naked from clothed. I polished off the second beer and switched to water from the mini-fridge here in the office.

Now that we were sorted, the next order of business was to pull a few shots out for Becky to show her aunt, our client on this shoot. It was pretty easy to pick out a dozen or so representative shots, making sure that the models and the backgrounds varied. Overall, I was pretty pleased; the shots I looked at weren't going to need much in the way of touching up.

That done, curiosity got the better of me and I opened the folder that had the private 'playtime' photos of the girls and me. Some of them, those specifically in the barn, also existed in video form. Becky's Aunt Ginny had been watching the going's on remotely through her newly up-graded video surveillance system. They all clearly fell into the X-rated category, although some were quite artful I thought. My cock however didn't care if they were artsy or not and I was soon absentmindedly stroking a hard-on as I scrolled through the shots.

Much more and I'd have made a mess on the floor, but was interrupted by the sound of the main warehouse door grinding open. Like a teenager with something to hide, I closed the file and gathered myself up, as it were. Without looking over the short walls of the office, the sounds of squealing tires on the concrete floor told me that Gina had arrived. 

The big sliding door was closing as she stepped out of her car and then reached in and pulled out a couple of heavy looking bags; looks like someone had been to the campus bookstore. She gave the car door a hip check and turned to walk to the house.

"Hey good lookin'," I shouted from above.

"Shit," Gina said as she jumped, looking for where the greeting came from; "You scared the crap out of me," after spotting me high above. 

"Sorry 'bout that," I replied as I stepped over to the stairwell. She could see one side of me, from head to toe with the important parts still sequestered behind the partition.

"Do you have any clothes on?" she asked with an evil grin.

"No," answering proudly; "I came home early, took a shower and decided that I just wouldn't get dressed, so I declared it a 'Naked Day'."

"You declared it a 'Naked Day' and you were the only one here?" she laughed.

"Yeah, well...well, it made sense at the time and now," pausing for effect, hands on my bare hips," all those who enter must abide and be naked too!" I tried to say it with a bit of majestic flair and it only caused Gina to laugh that much louder. I love to hear my girls laugh...and moan too, but a woman laughing is just the greatest thing.

"Well, you won't get any argument out of me," she said, setting her book bags on the floor and peeling her State t-shirt of over her head. Her perfect D's were nicely settled in a lacy bra, a necessity at times. Stuffing the shirt in one of the bags, she picked them back up; "The shower sounds like a good idea too; I'll join you in a few, can I bring you anything?"

"Just grab yourself something to drink if you want anything but water."

"Sounds like a plan," she laughed again and lugged her heavy load into the house.

I sat back at the desk and began to go through the G-rated photos, touching up here and there, a little cropping; that kind of thing. It wasn't long before Gina came bounding up the stairs, her long brunette hair pulled back in pony tail, hanging halfway to the crack of her ass. Her breasts looked relieved to be free once more. A bottle of some sort of juice in one hand, she wrapped her other arm around my neck and sat in my lap, giving me a big kiss before offering me a sip. She wiggled around in my lap, teasing; "This seems familiar," she smiled. "Seems like only this morning I was sitting in your lap."

"Yeah," I answered, my arm around her, playing with a stiffening nipple; "But you weren't doing as much sitting as you were bouncing, if I remember right."

"Yeah," she purred as I ran my other hand over her belly and down the side of her long, muscular leg; "I want to thank you again for this morning. You don't know how much easier you made my day except for one professor who decided to actually start lecturing today and I kinda zoned out, thinking of you and your gorgeous big cock sliding up and down inside my wet pussy."

She said it for effect and was rewarded as my cock poked her, trying to find its way. Giggling along with a little moan, she squirmed until the head of my cock was captured between her thighs, close but not quite home. "So what are we looking at?" she asked, swiveling to look at the monitor.

"Well," I said, spinning the chair with my foot till we were both facing the big screen; "I was just beginning to go over Saturdays shots." I reached, having to detach myself from her firm tit, for the mouse.

"Here," she said, grabbing my hand and putting it back and then reaching for the mouse," I'll get it. Are we just scrolling through them?"

"Yeah," I said, pinching her nipple between two fingers and nibbling on her shoulder; "Go ahead and see what you think."

We actually did scroll thru a number of the shots and she would make comments and ask questions as we went. I continued to caress and play, not really trying to start anything, just enjoying the moment. "So how were your classes?" I asked as she continued to scroll.

"Okay I guess. This semester is a lot more of the G.E. stuff, you know the stuff we thought we'd already learned in high school, but I have a couple classes that are intro's to my major, so those are interesting."

We sat for a few more minutes when the sound of the big door echoed through the building. "That's probably Katie," she said. "I don't think we'll see Britt for another couple of hours," she said suggestively, then twisting around for another kiss before bounding out of my lap and making for the outside wall. I joined her, my hand resting on her butt cheek, causing her to reach down and latch onto my member. We waited until the little one was out of her car and her arms full before we shouted down at her.

"Hey lover," Gina yelled, having the desired effect. Kate screamed and dropped her load before turning to glare at us, then doing a double-take seeing Gina's bare breasts and my bare chest above her. 

"Lover-boy declared it a 'Naked Day'," Gina said before Kate could utter a word. 

"That's great, but you still scared the snot out of me," looking for a little sympathy but Gina wasn't falling for it.

"Well, get that sweet little ass of yours inside, take a quick shower and come join us, we're looking at Saturday's pictures."

Kate's eyes widened and she broke out into a big smile. "Okay, give me a minute and don't start on the dirty ones until I get up there," she commanded before picking up her bundles and sprinting to the door.

Gina pulled up another chair and watched as I touched up a couple of the shots. Her long legs were crossed and she ran her bare toes up and down my calf, seemingly unaware. Again, the girl asked questions and made comments on what she thought were the better pictures for print and which would work better for an on-line catalog. 

We heard the front door slam shut and then the quiet footsteps as our diminutive roomy made her way up the stairs. As always, she looked stunning naked; perfectly proportioned for her height with long black hair that reached the back of her knees. Tied up in a pony-tail like her bedmate, she sauntered over to us, wine cooler in hand. She stopped at Gina's side first and leaned slightly and gave her girlfriend a deep kiss, playing with the Amazon's tits with her free hand. That greeting complete, she stepped over in front of me, sat her bottle on the desk and grabbing my shoulders, she put her lips to mine and kissed me hard. Her tongue slipped between my lips and found mine. Meanwhile, my hands found her perfect B-cups and played as she moaned into our kiss. 

That greeting complete, she turned and sat square in my lap, facing the monitor; "So how do they look?" I turned us enough to re-acquire the mouse and scrolled through some of the customer photos. "They turned out nice," she said, taking another pull off her drink; "I think Becky's aunt will be happy with those." 

"And now," she giggled, squirming her bare butt on my lap; "Let's look at the good stuff!"

Gina rolled her chair up against ours and took control of the mouse. She clicked around instinctively until she found the folder she wanted, clicked on the first image and then set it in slideshow mode and sat back in her chair, throwing one long leg up on the desk. The show began and the girls giggled and commented on each shot as they popped up on the screen. Glancing over, I watched as Gina's hand strayed between her legs and she rocked slowly in her seat. 

Kate twisted in my lap and threw one leg over the arm our chair. She grabbed my hand which had been contentedly playing with her tits and moved it down until it rested on her pussy which radiated her excited state. The girls continued to narrate each frame as it appeared, turning it into a game as each picture only stayed on the screen for about five seconds. 

My fingers teased Katie's sex, occasionally slipping inside her, gathering her juices and then back to her stiff clit. Their play-by-play became choppy and stuttered as their excitement mounted. Kate now held my wrist, making certain that I didn't leave her high and dry. Gina's lower arm was now a blur as she fingered herself, the visuals of themselves on the 24" monitor driving them to climax. 

With uncharacteristic silence they both shuttered to body shaking orgasms. Kate's tight pussy strangled my middle finger, drawing me inward, her juices washing over my digit. They both sat silent, the slideshow still flipping through frame after frame until Kate finally broke the silence.

"Fuck that was good," she sighed, allowing me to withdraw. I moved my hand up and offered her my wet finger. Happily, she sucked on it, enjoying her own essence. Beside us, Gina mimicked her girlfriend, taking two of her own fingers and lapping up her inner goodness. My cock was overwhelmed and Kate giggled again as she felt a familiar prodding at her butt. She squirmed a bit more and then slid off my lap. "Well," turning to face me and looking down at my stiff cock; "I don't know about you Gina, but I'm kinda getting hungry." 

Gina stood up beside her and looked down into my lap. They both licked their lips and I began to push my chair back, making room for my two lovelies at my feet. They looked at each other and smiled and as I was preparing myself mentally for what I was sure would be a nut-busting b.j., the girls burst out in laughter and scampered toward the stairs. Kate paused at the top and turned to me; "Britt'll be home in a bit and it is dinner time, so we'll go get something thrown together. You can come help if you want," and then she busted up again and sprinted down the stairs, her busty companion right on her tail.

I couldn't help but laugh at their antics; like a couple of little kids. I stood up and looked down at my hard-on, ready to play, but no one to play with; "Maybe later little buddy," I said out loud. Wandering to the stairs, I told myself that it may be time to grab a little vacation; talking to one's dick cannot be a sign of good mental health.

The girls were busy in the kitchen, chattering away about the classes they'd had that day. It sounded like Kate was having no problem getting into the classes she wanted. Those big brown eyes probably didn't hurt the effort. A big bowl of pasta with fresh tomatoes and parmesan grated on top and a little salad on the side. With impeccable timing, we heard the big door once again rumbling as it opened.

"Good timing," Kate said as she poured the hot pasta onto the cold tomato concoction and stirred it together; "I'm starving. Gina, baby, will you grate the cheese in here while I stir?"

Once again, I longed for a camera. The two of them side by side, their bare backsides and long hair, shapely legs and grabable butts; it was every man's domestic wet-dream. Standing there admiring the view, I didn't hear Britt approach from the rear. She leaned in from behind and wrapped her arms around me and nibbled at my ear; "Nice view," she said as her hands snaked down over my belly until she found my cock. "So why is everyone but me naked?" She whispered, slowly stroking my hard-on.

"Well," I whispered back, wondering when the chef's would realized that Britt had arrived; "I got home early and no one was here, so after my shower, I decided that I didn't want to get dressed, so I declared it a 'Naked Day'."

"Makes perfect sense," she purred, nibbled on my neck before releasing me and spinning me around; "So how 'bout a hand?" She held her hands over her head and I grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and worked my way up. Her lace bra tagged along with her tight shirt and I paused to sample her ample breasts. Her nipples stiffened as my tongue toyed with her. I worked my way up until her clothes had her handcuffed above her head. Her blue eyes darkened and I thought we'd break each others front teeth as we went in for the kiss. Britt groaned with frustration as I held both her hands above her, pushing her tits against my bare chest and trying to hook her leg around mine to draw us nearer. 

As we kissed, stray hands danced over us. Her moaning intensified as unseen hands pulled her pants down to over her perky ass. Other lips placed kisses on us as we continued our own oral assault on each other. Soft warm bodies wrapped around us in a group hug and grope until Kate's hunger got the best of her and her little belly growled like a lion. Gina laughed out loud and Britt and I giggled in our kiss until we had to break.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 28



"I think we better feed Katie," I said, "that was a pretty angry sounding growl."

Kate's face blushed with embarrassment that only lasted a second; "Yeah, so let's get with it. Gina, you get the dishes, Britt, you get the drinks and George baby; you just sit your fine butt down and stay out of the way," giving said butt a swat.

"Yes sir," I saluted and obediently took my seat. The others kidded the little dictator as they set about their tasks as Kate served up the pasta and salad in big bowls and put them on the table. 

We sat around and ate and drank; the girls talking non-stop about their classes and what the upcoming semester was looking like. Time flew on by and Britt glanced up at the clock; "Oh hey girls, I didn't tell you but Becky's coming by in about a half hour to pick up the clothes and gear from this weekend and pick up a flash drive of some shots for Ginny to look at." She gave me a questioning look for confirmation.

"Yep, I have a dozen shots or so that are representative of what we shot. They look real nice if I do say so myself."

"Well, I should hope so," Britt replied, standing up and grabbing her and my plates, "considering what you had to work with," turning her back and shaking her fabulous ass. I unsuccessfully took a swat at her, missing by a mile. 

"Okay," Gina said, grabbing more dishes; "we'll get cleaned up in here. Britt, you can go grab a quick shower if you want."

My blonde put her hands on her hips and pouted;" Are you saying I stink?"

"No," Gina laughed; "We all had showers when we got home. It felt good after being in class all day, and well, Becky is coming over and it is 'Naked Day' so I just figured..."

Britt's eyes lit up; "Ooo, that's right; this could be fun. Alright, thanks for dinner and cleaning up; I'll be quick." She turned to head to the bedroom and turned," You can come help, baby," she said, reaching her hand out to me.

"Oh no," Katie said, stepping behind me and putting both her hands on my butt and pushing me into the kitchen; "Showering with George only takes longer; you go get cleaned up and we'll keep him busy in here."

"Party poop," little-girl Britt replied and turned and stomped into the bedroom. We watched her butt cheeks jiggle and snickered as she made her exit.

We got the kitchen back in order without too much playing around, but I still managed to have a stiffy by the time we got done and Britt made her return. "Well," she said, looking directly at my hard-on and then at both of her roommates who wore innocent looks on their faces; "we may as well get a head-start and get the clothes and things out of the coach before Becky gets here."

We all nodded in agreement and she led the way to the motor home. The rig was plugged in so she soon had it lit like a casino; I hadn't realized how many lights were in the thing. The girls started piling all the clothes on the bed when Gina got the bright idea to grab one of the rolling racks from the girl's swimsuit shop and we could put it outside the motor home and hang the clothes as we took them out. I offered to help as I was just getting in the way. We started across the vast expanse of the warehouse, the only light provided by moonlight through the industrial glass skylights high overhead.

Gina took my hand as we walked, squeezing it gently. I squeezed back and looked at her in the muted light; "Everything okay?" I asked with a bit of apprehension.

"Oh yeah," she replied, releasing my hand and putting her arm around my waist, naked hip to hip. "I was sitting in the cafeteria today, having lunch between classes and I was people watching, you know. It's actually one of my favorite past times, watching people, wondering who they really are, what they're about, what their lives are like. Anyway, then I started thinking; what if they are looking at me and asking the same questions? It was funny because as I thought about it, I knew that if I told most anyone, they'd never believe me. Suddenly I was so happy, just thinking about telling a complete stranger about all of us and this, this life I lead now; I don't know, I just don't think anyone would believe it. I know some mornings I wake up and I have to convince myself that it all really real."

"Yeah," I said, hugging her tighter, "I have to pinch myself every morning just to make sure I'm not dreaming. So it sounds like this semester will be a busy one for you girls."

"Yeah and I caught myself looking at the school calendar to see when the winter break is. Isn't that terrible? First day of class and I'm already looking at when the semester will be over."

"Yeah, well don't rush it. It'll be over before you know it." About then we made it to the girl's world-wide swimsuit empire area and we groped around until we found an unused rack and headed back to the other side of the building. 

We wheeled it up close to the door and Gina grabbed my hand and pulled me back into the shadows before we went back inside. "I just want to thank you again for this morning;" at which point she took my face in her hands and kissed me hard. Her tongue sought out mine as she gave me a vertical lap dance. I could feel her wet pussy lips slide over the top of my thick cock and she moaned as she worked her clit against my stiff dick. Much more of this and I was going to have to turn her around and bend her over. The ring of a cell phone broke the moment and we stopped and just held each other, catching our breath.

"Oh hey, Becks," I heard Britt through the open window above. "Yeah, we're in the motor home gathering up your clothes. I'll open the door and you can come on in." 

Gina and I had ourselves back together as it were and stepped into the coach as Britt grabbed the house remote from the dashboard and triggered the big door open. She listened until she heard Becky make her way in before punching the button once more, locking the world outside our brick fortress. "Everyone in the back," she laughed, herding Gina and I that way, but not before spying my hard cock. With Gina in front of me, Britt hugged me from the back and pushed us toward the bedroom. She gave my cock a couple of tugs before turning and pulling the pocket door closed behind us. I ended up on the side the bed with Kate in front of me and she turned and looked down at my cock and back up, smiling.

"Okay everybody, quiet," Britt whispered as she joined Gina on her side of the bed. We all stood there naked and waiting. 

"Hello...where is everybody?" Becky said as she stepped inside. 

"Back in the bedroom," Britt yelled in reply. 

Becky was suspicious that something was afoot and cautiously approached the closed door. The door rattled in the frame and Britt reached over and slid it open; "Surprise!" she shouted.

"Yeah, well not really," Becky replied with a suspicious look; "I'm not surprised to see you all naked again," taking in each of us, her tongue peeking out, lick her lips; "But then, why are you all naked again?"

Britt mashed her naked form to Becky and kissed her before answering; "Well evidently, George came home early and there was no one around, so he took it upon himself to declare it a 'Naked Day'."

Becky looked at me, starting at the top and working her gaze down. My hard-on jumped and she gasped slightly and her cheeks reddened. The girls laughed as Kate stepped up to her and stretched up to give her a welcoming buss and a hug; "So the rules are that when it's 'Naked Day', well everyone has to be, well naked, sooo..." grabbing the hem of Becky's shirt, "let's get you naked!"

"Ooookay..." Becky moaned as the little one ran her hands up over Becky's lace clad tits as she lifted the redhead's shirt upward. 

"Ooo, nice bra," Kate cooed as she expertly reached behind Becky with one hand and released her freckled C's. Kate can't resist a stiff nipple when it's looking her in the eye and Becky held her head in place as the little one nursed.

"C'mon Katie, there'll be time for that later," Gina said as she pulled her bedmate off the teat. "Let's get the rest of her clothes off so we can get back to work; it's getting warm in here with all these naked bodies."

Becky smiled and gave Gina a deep kiss, pulling at her nipples causing busty brunette to squirm and groan; "God I love to kiss you," Gina panted, trying to catch her breath.

"Thanks," Becky blushed. "Kissing another woman is about my favorite thing to do." She paused as she felt four sets of questioning eyes on her; "Of course it's better if we're naked and..." backpedaling..."and having sex...and there's also a handsome guy with a big dick..." She paused again, cringing until we couldn't hold back the laughter anymore.

"Jesus guys," she said nearly in tears as she was gathered up in a group hug. The kissing and groping didn't last long as we were soon all slick with sweat. 

"Damn, it is hot in here," I said pulling away and moving toward the front of the coach. "Let's turn some of these bloody lights off; you could bake a cake on the counter in here."

The girls all giggled as they swapped kisses once more. "Okay girls," Britt back in charge, "Let's set up like a bucket brigade and we'll just hand clothes to each other until get them outside."

"I'll go outside," wanting to get into the cool of the warehouse. I pulled the rack close to the door and it was all I could do to keep up with the never-ending armfuls of western wear that came flying out of the coach. I soon had the rack absolutely packed tight and there were a couple of arm loads of boots and accessories stacked inside the motor home.

"Good lord, Becky, did we really wear all these on the shoot?" I asked, sweating once again.

Becky stepped down out of the coach and eyeballed the full rolling rack before turning and taking me in her arms and landing her lips on mine. My hands naturally gravitated to her ass, slick with perspiration and she writhed against me as my hands explored the nether region. I sensed eyes upon us and managed to break the suction between us and allowed the sweaty occupants to step out into the cool outdoors.

"Shit, it was hot in there," Kate groused as she padded barefoot and bare-assed to the front of the coach. "I'm gonna go get us some water."

"And ice," Gina yelled as we all watched Kate's perfect little ass bouncing toward the front door.

"Damn, she does have the perfect butt," Becky said in an admiring whisper. Britt and Gina nodded in agreement.

I was conveniently standing behind the other three and was admiring their posteriors as well; such a stunningly beautiful collection of shapely legs and asses and toned backs with long, lustrous hair of blonde, brunette and red. "Yeah, well I don't see anything wrong from where I'm standing."

The girls giggled and then put their arms around each others waists and gave me a little synchronous shimmy. Tight, shiny butts, shimmering under dim lights streaming out of the motor home; it was enough to make a grown man's cock take notice.

"Hey, gimme a hand here," Kate hollered out as she wrangled with five bottles of ice cold water and a gallon bag of ice. I'm sure the coolness was welcome as she hugged the bag under her left arm, the bag mashed against her breasts. She had one bottle of water wedged under her chin, pressed against her throat and the other four in her hands; I'm not sure how she managed to open the door. The girls all laughed as they ran to the little one's rescue.

Once again, I just shook my head in wonder as I stepped back into the coach and searched around until I managed to turn off all the lights. I closed the door and the girls were not in sight but I could hear their chattering and laughter in the distance. Grabbing one end of the heavy rolling rack, I pushed it around the front of the motor home and then looked at what Becky had driven in. The compact car was way too small to get even half of these clothes into and then I remembered all the other things that were still on the couch up front.

I spotted the girls on the other side of the warehouse and once again, I longed for a camera. They stood in a shaft of moonlight that filtered through the glass skylight high above. Stray light gathered on the brick wall behind them making a beautiful soft background. "Hey Becky," I shouted across the great expanse; "There's no way we're getting all of this in this tiny little car of yours."

"Hey, don't pick on my car," she said. "I've got it handled; now get your sweet ass over here; we found a cool breeze."

"How in the hell do you find a cool breeze inside a building?" I muttered to myself as I trundled across the floor. I became aware of my cock flopping around as I walked and became oddly self-conscious as I made my way to the ladies. Britt let out with a raucous wolf whistle as I got nearer and the others hooted and hollered as I dropped my hands in front of me.

"Since when did you get all shy," Britt asked as she held up a bottle of water, forcing me to reveal at least a part of the goods.

I shook my head," Shit, I don't know. I just had this weird feeling as I was walking...Hey!" turning to see where the cold air I felt on my ass was coming from. "Damn it!" spying a large patch of starlight showing through the roof; "One of the roof vents must have blown off this weekend while we were gone. Guess I know what I'm doing tomorrow." I took a long pull off the bottle of water and then turned to face the hole. The cool air felt good on my not-so-private parts; "This may have been one of those happy accidents. I'll have to look at putting in a reversible fan up there instead of the vent. That should help make this end of the warehouse a little more comfortable." 

I turned and found I was talking to myself, a more common occurrence lately than I was comfortable with. The girls were standing in a circle and passing around the now nearly melted bag of ice, rubbing it over each other. Damn it, no camera again.

I joined the circle and was soon rewarded with the cooling rub-down; "So Becky, as I was saying earlier," jumping when Kate applied the cold bag to crotch. I gave the pixie an evil stare and she just looked up at me and smiled big and then stuck her little tongue out at me; the others laughed out loud.

I turned my attention back to the redhead who now stood beside me and was running her cool hand over my ass; "About the clothes, there's no way we're getting them all in your car. You'll have to take a half dozen trips unless you want to just shove them all in every little nook and cranny."

"Not to worry, "she purred as she leaned into me, splitting her breasts on my upper arm, her tongue stirring up mischief in my ear. I closed my eyes, enjoying her playful tongue when I felt the temperature of my cock begin to rise and the moisture level too. I reached down and felt little Kate's head bobbing, her lips wrapped around my cock, her tiny tongue teasing the underside.

The slurping sounds caught the attention of the others: "Geez Katie, can't leave it alone can you?"

Kate gave it one last long suck and then stood up smiling, drool running down her chin; "He just looked so lonely down there," trying unsuccessfully to pout.

"Dicks and donkeys...I don't know girl," Gina smirked.

Kate looked a little flustered so I came to her rescue and changed the subject;" Becky, about the clothes..."

She put a long slender finger against my lips; "Shush stud, I said I had it handled." She turned and started walking away, back toward the house. The girls giggled and followed and I just sort of stood there kind of dumbfounded; "Did I just get shushed?" Again, there was nobody there to hear me. 

The foursome had gathered at the rack of clothes when I caught up with them. "About the clothes," Becky started, "I had an odd conversation with my aunt before I came here. She came out her office just as I was about to leave and I told her as we were locking up that I was on my way to see you guys and pick up the clothes and everything from the shoot. I asked her if I could borrow the company van to pick them up and she seemed to be thinking about it and then she told me that you guys did such a good job on the shoot that you should just go ahead and keep the clothes. She rambled on about how she'd have to sell them as used, or donate them or write them off. I've never seen her like that, like she was kind of flustered."

"Wait, how does Ginny know how the shoot went? She hasn't seen any proofs yet," I said.

"I know!" the naked redhead exclaimed, bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet. Her tits bounced happily as she grinned; "As soon as she said you should keep the clothes for doing such a good job, I knew she'd slipped up and she did too. That's why she went on and on, trying to cover her tracks, hoping I didn't catch her slip-up." 

"Oh my god, that's so funny," Britt laughed; "So what happened next?"

"Well it all happened so fast, I just let it be and thanked her and gave her a kiss and a hug and she held me for the longest time; she was kind of rocking and I would swear I heard her purr. I told her how generous she was and that you guys would be overwhelmed. 

"To say the least," I said, staring at all the clothes and wondering where we were going to put them all. "So did you talk to Ginny at all about the shoot?"

"No, we were so busy today, I didn't even know she was there until just before I left; I was out back the biggest part of the day. She did say she would be late, so I don't know when she came in."

"Well it is more than generous of her," I said. "I guess you girls are going to have to channel your inner cowgirl, what with all the jeans and tops you have now."

"Yeah, and I'm sure we will use some of them for other photo shoots. We'll just add them to our ever-growing wardrobe department," Britt smiled proudly. She certainly was taking hold of the business with both hands.

"Hey," Kate chimed in; "You know what we should do?" Before we could reply she continued, "We should do a real sexy shot of all of us, dressed up in Ginny's clothes as kind of a 'Thank you'."

"Now that is a hell of an idea," I told her, giving her a hug and a kiss on top of the head.

"Yeah, and maybe one that isn't too sexy that she can hang out front at the check-out counter," Becky threw in excitedly.

"It's too bad we didn't think of this while we were at the ranch," Gina added; "That would have been perfect."

"Well nothing says we can't make another quick trip out there," I said. "We'll all think about it a couple days. Meanwhile, let me get some plastic and we'll just cover up the rack and figure out what we do with the clothes later. I see another building project in my future."

I found a large piece of plastic sheeting and Becky helped me cover the rack of western wear. Inspecting our work, she came up beside me and I turned and gave her a big hug and a kiss. "This was really too much," I said as she leaned her head on my chest and purred as I petted her backside.

"Well, she really wanted to do it and I think it's her way of sort of paying for the extra work we did for her, if you catch my drift." Her hand wheedled its way between us until she had matters at hand and purred louder as I grew under her caress. 

"Well we should at least give her a break on the real work we did," I whispered to her as my hands slipped down and spread her ass cheeks wide, allowing a middle finger to stray and rest on her puckered star.

The purrs turned to low growls as she wriggled her ass in my grasp; "You could try, but Britt already sent her your rates on proofs and such, so let's just see how everything looks and we'll go from there." She leaned back and looked up at me with those sparkling green eyes, chewing on her lower lip as we teased one another; "Speaking of pictures, do I get to see them," pausing to squeeze me tighter..."all of them?"

Britt and the others walked around the front of the motor home, all wearing hats and boots and nothing more and carrying more of the same. I looked over Becky's shoulder as the girls stared at the redhead's exposed backside; "Hey, Becky wants to see the shots from Saturday and I just had an idea; I don't know what you girls are going to do with all that now that you have your arms full, but I guess stash it in the living room. I need to run upstairs and grab the flash drive for Ginny and then I'll be back down and explain." Tired of standing there laden with leather boots and felt hats, they obediently shuffled to the front door. Becky gave me one more quick kiss and then sprinted ahead of the girls to open the door for them.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 28



I took the stairs two at a time and grabbed the flash drive and then futzed with the computer for a second; "That should do it:" again to an empty room.

The girls were all gathered in the front room; another Kodak moment missed with four bare butts pointing my way as they bent over to sort out the various boots and hats sitting on the couch and floor. My turn to whistle appreciatively and they never looked up, just giggled and accentuated their pose by spreading their legs a little further apart. 

Satisfied that they had taunted me enough they stood back up and turned to face me; "So what's this big idea you just had?" Britt asked, cocking her hip and resting her hand there, challenging me.

"Well missy, first thing, I think we all need a quick pass through the shower to rinse the sweat off." You'd have thought I just told a gaggle of four year-olds that there was all the ice cream they could eat waiting for them in the next room. They squealed and bounced up and down before sprinting past me on the way to the bathroom. Various hands swatted and grabbed at me, like the brass ring on a merry-go-round. I sat the flash drive on the kitchen island and followed close behind.

My bevy of beauties stood in the center of the big shower, waiting, anticipation in their eyes. "So what's your pleasure ladies?"

"Make it rain, baby," Britt said in her low, sultry Mae West voice.

Smiling, I turned to the control panel and the room went dark. Gasps of surprise and then ooo's and ahh's as the night sky sparkled above. "Oh my god," Becky gushed as she looked up and spun around.

"I never get tired of this," Britt said quietly, waiting for the rain.

I started the rain, a gentle rain, just warm enough to be comfortable. All four of my lovelies bent their heads back and let the gentle droplets wash over them. Again, another photo moment lost, but easily replicated; better to just stand there and enjoy. 

"This is so beautiful," the redhead sang out; "You should have lounge chairs in here so that you could just lay back and look at the night sky and let the warm rain relax you, I could spend hours in here."

"I'm glad you like it," as I joined them in the tight knot of flesh. Gentle caresses and kisses were shared as we rinsed. 

Kate lifted a foot and looked at the bottom and wrinkled her little nose; "You need to clean the warehouse floor," she squeaked.

"It's easier to just wash your feet," I said; "Set your little butt on the bench and I'll take care of that for you." I turned to grab a wash cloth and a bottle of body wash and then turned back to see four naked women all perched on the built-in bench, smiling with one leg each sticking out straight; yet another moment I'll just have to keep filed away in the personal file located between my ears.

I grabbed a towel to kneel on and approached the bench. Dutifully, I went down the line, taking each offered foot and gently washed and massaged it along with running my hands up and down the attached leg, stopping just short of getting myself into more trouble. Luckily all limbs were stubble free and the entire scrubbing took less than an hour. About that time the water heater began to protest and the girls jumped up squealing trying to dodge the cold rain as they made their exit.

We bundled up in our big fluffy bath sheets and then did a round-robin of hair drying; not the full treatment, but enough to keep the shivers down to a minimum. Refreshed and invigorated, we made our way into the bedroom; "So can we go up and look at the photos now?" the naked ginger inquired. Her ivory skin glowed and a scattering of freckles peppered her chest, her green eyes sparkled in anticipation.

"Actually, we can just stay in here and look at them on the big screen," nodding toward the giant LCD monitor on the bedroom wall opposite the bed. I had nearly forgotten that I had wired everything together when I built the place, but I had never had a need to do over-sized computer work from my bed.

"Brilliant," Gina blustered; "can we have popcorn too?"

"I don't know," turning to my number one; "should we allow the girls to eat popcorn in our bed?"

Britt attempted a stern motherly look, failing badly as she stood there naked, with nipples erect and her charges nuzzling and scattering soft kisses all about. "Well if they're careful," she said, "and no butter" she shouted out as the other three skipped out of the bedroom, giggling all the way to the kitchen.

We stood there, all alone in the bedroom, the little ones busy in the kitchen; "Alone at last," I said with a smile as I took her in my arms and we kissed. I had my hands where they belonged, firmly holding the finest butt God ever made. My lover ground on me until I was hard and proud, wrapped her arms tight around my neck and threw her legs around my waist. With practiced precision, we found each other and we both groaned into the kiss as her perfect pussy swallowed me whole. Breaking our kiss, she leaned back and we both looked down, watching my slick cock piston in and out of her hungry puss.

"Nothing turns me on more than watching your beautiful cock sliding in and out of my pussy," she moaned, her eyes glued to our connection. I easily stroked my cock with her body; her pussy slurping obscenely as her excitement coated my dick. 

The smell of popcorn wafted into the room; "What do you guys want to drink?" Gina bellowed from the kitchen.

"Well shit," Britt groaned, pulling herself tight to me once more; "Probably shouldn't let the kids catch us doing the nasty," she said, teasing.

"Yeah, I guess not," pulling her down until my cock kissed her cervix and she shuddered. "I'll have orange juice if we have any," I yelled toward the bedroom door.

"Jeez, you're loud," Britt hissed before taking my earlobe between her teeth. I gave her butt a swat and turned around until she was facing the door; "I'll have the same," she yelled, deliberately trying to deafen me. I gave her another swat and a deep thrust and then turned again and launched her onto the bed. Britt screamed like a little girl and Becky came into the room catching her in mid-flight, arms and legs flailing in the air before her sweet ass hit the mattress.

"Well that was attractive," the redhead laughed as she jumped up onto the mattress and pounced on the blonde. 

"Get off me," Britt laughed as they tickled each other. Becky had her opponent pinned, her long legs straddling the blonde, hands full of tanned tits. Becky rode the bucking filly, her pussy leaving a slick trail on the blonde's tummy. Conveniently ignored, I went to the bedside table and dug through the lower compartment until I came up with the keyless keyboard that I had long forgotten. 

"We've got snacks," Gina proclaimed as she came in with a tray full of glasses followed by little Kate with a giant bowl of popcorn. Britt finally called 'Uncle' and Becky slid off to the side and they both laid there panting, trying to catch their breath. 

"Alright, let's get this show on the road," I said, grabbing the remote and the keyboard and taking my place in the center of the bed, leaning up against the headboard. I turned on the flat screen and started punching buttons trying to figure out how to get the computer connected. Meanwhile Becky and Britt lay at the foot of the bed, wound around each other kissing and petting. Gina sat the tray of drinks on the dresser and grabbed mine and another and placed them on one bedside table and then handed one across the bed to Kate who struggled with the giant bowl.

Gina took her place to my right and snuggled up, kissing my cheek as I continued to cuss the remote. Kate handed the bowl across me to Gina and crawled up on the other side. I was concentrating on the big screen when I felt the familiar lips on my dick. Glancing down, she was looking me in the eye and broke suction long enough to giggle; "I thought you were still wet and I was just going to dry you off, but I'd know this sweet taste anywhere," dropping her head back down to finish the job she'd started.

Meanwhile Gina took the remote from me, huffing with impatience and magically made the computer screen from upstairs appear before us. Bending over, she batted Kate; "Hey, show time!" She smiled at her bedmate as she came up for air, her face wet but with a grin from ear to ear; "dicks and donkeys, donkeys and dicks," Gina grumbled before stretching out and poking the other pair with her toes. Britt and Becky were still at the end of the bed making out like it was the first time.

"Okay, okay; geez, can't a girl have some fun?" Britt protested. They rearranged themselves so that they lay across the end of the bed, Britt spooning the redhead. They both face the screen; "So get on with it already," Britt blustered impatiently.

We three at the head of the bed snickered as Gina hit one last key and the slideshow began. We cycled through the client shots, making comments and snacking and drinking as we went. There were a lot of shots to be considered for Ginny's store and Gina and Kate had already seen most of them, so to pass the time, they played with each other and of course me, stuck in the middle. We'd smartly passed the big bowl to the foot of the bed, leaving hands and mouths free. They each had a handful of my cock and I bounced from breast to breast until we settled in with them slowly jacking my hard-on as hands played between their wide-spread legs. 

In no hurry, we teased and lingered, still participating in the slideshow critique. Britt and Becky were doing their own playing, unaware of what was happening behind them until I put a little too much pressure on Kate's stiff clit and she moaned loud as a quick orgasm rolled through her. Britt answered, as though challenged and within seconds, Becky yelped as Britt evidently found the magic spot between the redhead's legs. 

The slideshow stalled, indicating that we'd rifled through that file, so Gina expertly opened the 'private' file and then sat the keyboard aside as the show began. There was a stunning silence as the photos began to cycle through. There was a nice mix of what I would call 'tasteful' nudes and the more explicit, or plain old pornographic shots. Before long, the silence in the room became a low rumble of female moans and gasps, interlaced with the liquid squelching sounds of fingers in pussies. Gina and Kate each had a hand wrapped around my hard-on while their other hands were occupied between their legs. I managed to work my arms around them both and harassed stiff nipples with each hand. 

In front of us at the foot of the bed, both Becky and Britt had their eyes glued to the big screen while nimbly fingering each other. For all the photos we'd shot, the slide show cycled through quickly, and the girls attention quickly strayed as the show began to repeat itself.

The blonde and the redhead rolled over and looked up at us at the head of the bed. "That was so hot," Becky groaned out loud as her eyes rolled back in her head and her body quaked; Britt had found 'the spot' and Becky lost it. Britt continued to chase the redhead's orgasm as she stared at my cock, her other roomies hands still slowly tormenting me. Her lips formed an 'O' as she brought her newest love to the summit and pushed her over the side; "Ohhhhhh!!," Becky cried out. She arched her back, her butt off the bed as Britt leaned over and took Becky's tender nipple and sucked it between her lips, triggering another explosion deep with inside her. 

Gina couldn't resist the sight of Britt's ass in the air, her pussy lips pouting and her asshole winking as she concentrated on giving Becky an orgasm she wouldn't soon forget. Gina leaned over and gave me a tongue-strangling kiss before relinquishing sole possession of my cock to Kate. On all fours, Gina approached her prey and spreading the blonde's cheeks wide, she attacked Britt's sex with a fervor that nearly caused the redhead to lose a nipple.

"Ahhh, Gina," Britt growled, looking over her shoulder at the brunette tormenting her. Gina's tongue worked back and forth, from ass to pussy and back again. "Yesss," Britt hissed, "Tongue my ass baby...yeah, like that, just like that," moaning with her eyes shut tight. 

Recovered from a series of orgasms expertly delivered by our favorite blonde, Becky squirmed around until she worked her way under Britt, her head between my love's perfect thighs, looking up at the perfect pussy, slick with excitement. Britt squirmed above as Gina continued to tongue-fuck her roommates ass. Reaching up, Becky ran her fingers around the swollen lips above. Encouraged by increased moaning, she slowly introduced a finger into Britt's pulsing pussy. Warm and wet, the talented twat sucked at the redhead's digit, drawing her deeper. Becky hooked her finger downward and felt the spongy spot she sought and slowly massaged it. 

"Ohhh Fuuck!" Britt cried, nearly bucking Gina off the bed. The strong brunette grabbed Britt's hips and glanced down to see the cause of all the commotion. Becky smiled up at Gina as she sipped her thumb over the blonde's sensitive clit, causing Britt to jump once more. Gina smiled down, up for the challenge and grabbed hold tighter and attacked Britt's backdoor once more. Within seconds, my favorite girl was in a constant state of orgasm, her two tormentors unrelenting.

Throughout this show, Kate sat beside me, one hand unconsciously stroking my cock, spreading pre-cum over ht head as it perked out. Her other hand was busy between her luscious thighs, two fingers slowly working in and out of her tight pussy. Tearing myself away from the scene in front of us, I leaned in and took a stiff nipple between my lips and sucked, my tongue tickling the very tip. 

"Oh fuck this," the little one moaned, "I need this fucking cock now!" 

Before you could count to three, the nimble pixie was on her knees and had straddled me, her pert little ass facing me. With laser-guided precision, she glanced down between her legs and skewered herself on my stiff cock. "Fuck yeah," she moaned as her butt came in contact with my groin, my full length buried deep inside of one of the tightest pussies known to man. I grabbed her hips and held her there, afraid that too much motion would bring about a quick conclusion. Getting used to my new environment, the little tease rocked and squeezed my cock from within. I gave her a quick slap on the ass; "Knock it off!"

I doubt that she heard me as she groaned loud, her pussy clinching my cock, nearly causing my intentions to backfire. I strained to keep from cumming inside her anxious sex, pulling her down tight with a death-grip on her girlish hips. Giving in, Kate straightened her back and whipped her excessively long hair over her shoulder, giving me an unobstructed view of her petite sculpted backside. Turning her head, she looked over her shoulder at me and smiled an mischievous smile, flex internally as she licked her lips.

I snarled at her, pulling her down tighter till my cock head tickled her cervix. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she moaned into submission, leaning forward slightly, her hands resting on my knees. Her pussy gave up a bit of my hardness as she leaned. It glistened with her wetness and just above, her pink pucker winked at me, mocking me. I retaliated, flex my cock within and she utter another deep moan. 

A loud "FUCK MEEEE..." broke our fixation. The end of the bed was now a pile of succulent female flesh. The redheaded Becky was still on her back, but Britt had collapsed on top of her. Smothered in Britt's loins, her hands gripped the convulsing blondes butt cheeks as her Amazonian cohort still had her face buried in Britt's backside, refusing to back down until Britt either physically broke free or passed out. Slurping sounds could now be heard as Becky, having to give up on her digital dealings, resorted to an oral assault on Britt's spasmodic snatch. 

After an interminable amount of time, the rumblings slowed and three exhausted beauties sighed contentedly as the rolled off one another and laid back, panting to catch their breaths. Show over, Kate turned to me again and replayed that evil grin, hugging my cock from within; "Ready to be fucked?"

"Bring it," I answered, pulling her back down until my balls ticked her clit. She groaned once more before getting a biting grip on my lower thighs and starting rocking. I lent a hand while watching her cock-hungry pussy consume my cock and then slip back up. Her pussy lips clung to my dick, spreading her juices. I caught glimpses of her sweet asshole on the upstroke and my cock twitched as my brain relayed a message. 

I placed my hand on the small of Kate's back and pushed lightly. Relenting, she moaned as she slid her hands down my legs until she could bury her nose in the sheets. Never loosing cadence, she rocked on my cock, the new position offering new sensations. From my perspective, I was offered a new opportunity. Her ass was now spread wide and her pucker beckoned. My fingers dabbled at the base of my cock, gathering her contribution to the coming endeavor. My slick middle finger lightly grazed her winking star and she groaned an approving groan. I played at her backdoor as she squirmed to let me in. 

She nipped at the inside of my left calf, telling me to get on with it. I replied, slipping my middle finger in to the first knuckle. Kate sucked in her breath and I heard quiet tittering from the girls who now, partially recovered, rested on their sides, taking in the new show. Concentrating at the task at hand, as it were, I worked my middle finger in concert with my cock, sheathed in her constricting cunt. The little one grunted as she worked herself on my cock.

"More," she moaned as she paused to swivel her hips, stirring her insides with my dick; "More in my ass," she begged; "I want you to fill my asshole!"

This brought the others to their knees and they crawled up the bed. Becky stopped to lie on her side, her head on my leg and grabbing Kate by the hair on the back of her head, she drew her up and then slipped her own underneath. Using my lower leg as a questionably comfortable neck support, she pulled the little one to her and they kissed hard, lips and tongues locked. Britt and Gina meanwhile made their way back to where the action was. On their knees on both sides of the little one's hips, they looked down at our intersection. Gina ran her tongue over her lips as she stared. Britt took a peak and then looked at me; "Having a good time, lover?" she asked. She leaned over and gave me a long kiss before turning her attention back to the action.

Kate's pussy was rippling over the length of my cock in response to the oral ministrations Becky was applying further south. Britt looked over at her cohort and whispered, "I think we can help." Gina nodded knowingly and they both turned to me like they were looking for my acceptance of their proposition. It was nice of them and all, but they both knew that I was just the kite on the end of the string at this point and they were the ones that were now under control. Britt winked and then turned her attention back to Kate's butt. 

Both women kissed and caressed the little one's firm cheeks, running their hands up and around, tickling my cock when it emerged. Warmed up, Britt said, "Take your finger out." Kate moaned at the empty feeling and I just stared at her gaping opening as my two helpers pulled her cheeks apart. Working up an impressive amount of saliva, both anointed the young girl's open ass. "Put your thumb in, "Gina directed. Obediently, I slid my right thumb easily into her open portal. I could still feel my cock sliding in and out of her strangling pussy through the thin wall of membrane.

"Stroke it," Britt commanded; I obeyed. Working up another load of spit, she gurgled, "Now the other one." She and Gina applied another round of natural lubricant to Kate's ass as they pulled her cheeks apart even more. I worked the second large digit inside her tight ass and she moaned into Becky's kiss. I noticed then that Kate had acquired one of the redhead's tits and was working hard at twisting her nipple off. Becky was working on her own snatch, her fingers buried deep within. Four hands now spread Kate's ass wide and the sight was almost more than I could handle. I closed my eyes, dealing only with the physical sensations going on down there, trying to block the mental mind-fuck I had going on between my ears. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 29



** One Monday morning, many months later **

There is nothing better than waking up snuggled up to the backside of your lover; except maybe waking up with her lips wrapped around your cock, humming happily.

"Morning baby," Britt said as well as you can with a mouth full of hard-on.

"Mornnnn" I stuttered as she took me all the way into her throat and did that swallowing thing. She played with my balls as she sucked happily on her favorite toy. Now about 75% awake, I reached over and found her perfect ass within easy reach and ran my hand over her smooth firmness. 

She sighed with her mouth full, an interesting sensation, and threw her right leg over my chest giving me easy access and a spectacular view. Her pussy lips were tight but damp and her rosy pucker stared back at me, winking occasionally. I let me fingers wander, teasing my favorite pussy, painting her lips with the nectar that seeped out from within. 

"Mmmm, yes baby," she whispered, stroking my slick cock as my index finger invaded her sweet pussy. She sucked on the tip of my cock, her tongue teasing the slit, her hand wrapped tight and riding up and down my length. "I love this fucking cock," she moaned as I slipped a second finger inside and let her feel my thumb slipping down toward her protruding clit. Her body stiffened as she anticipated my touch; you could see her ass cheeks get taut. I paused to watch her juices trickled to her trigger as I worked my digits in and out slowly. "C'mon baby, don't tease," she moaned lightly, taking a loving nip at the crown of my cock as it nestled between her kissable lips.

"Okay lover, here...it...comes." Her hungry pussy sucked my fingers as I pressed lightly on her clit. She gasped, my cock slipping into her mouth as she dropped her head, her orgasm hitting her like the crack of a whip, sharp and fast.

Only my cock at the back of her throat kept her from crying out as the shock ran up her spine. I held my ground, slowly fingering her pussy as she found her breath and lifted her head off my stiff dick. "Shit babe," her head resting on my thigh, watching her saliva covered hand continue to stroke me; "that happened fast; must have been an after-shock from last night."

"Un-huh," was all I could muster as I laid there with my eyes closed. 

"Your cock is so perfect," she whispered. I could feel her breath on my dick as she continued to stroke it slowly, covering its entire length. "So pretty," she continued; gathering the now constant trickle of pre-cum that percolated from the tip; "And talented too." Switching to just her thumb and index finger, she snugged up her grip and I shivered at the new feeling; "It knows just where to touch me inside."

I thought it was cute the way she talked as though I didn't really have much to do with the whole operation. She continued, the tight ring of her fingers bumping the ridge of my crown and stuck there, too tight to pop over. I immediately thought of how it felt just like her tight ass; how when I managed to coax my cock in, the tip squeezing through, her ass clamps down, not allowing me out until she was done with me. I shivered once again and my cock jerked in her grasp. 

"Oh baby," she said with a sexy moan; "I can feel your cock getting thicker when you're in my ass and you're ready to fill me with your hot cum." She continued with just the two fingers, tighter yet. "Yes baby, I feel you getting bigger inside me, deep inside my ass."

I felt her pussy tighten on my fingers which now just languished inside her. I felt bad for a second, like I had neglected her, and moved my fingers slightly. Her talented pussy clamped down tight; message received. Britt inched up and I felt the tip of her tongue teasing the very tip of my swelling member. My cock lurched again, swelling till her hold was almost painful; "Oh fuck me George! Fuck my ass... give me your cum. I want all your cum deep in my ass...Fuck me baby...yeah, come on...yeah, yeah...oh fuck baby, I can feel it... your cock is so big in my tiny ass...yeah, yeah yeah...ohhhhhh!"

For all my cock knew, I was balls deep in my lover's ass. My cock exploded as she continued to fuck me. Britt grunted as each round spewed from deep within and only when one shot landed on my lips and she began to giggle did I snap out of my dream state. She continued to pump my prick like a greedy Texan trying to get the very last drop out of a dry well. I leaned up and grabbed her wrist to bring her ambitious endeavor to a halt and I carefully opened my eyes; I hear that shit burns if you get it in your eyes. 

I opened my mouth to say something when I felt the big wad of my own cum on my lips. I'd tasted my stuff before; early on I only thought it was fair as my girls never resisted sharing their own essence. Just as the tip of my tongue reached out, Britt said, "Here, let me help you with that." She spun, wrenching my fingers out of her relaxed pussy."

"Ahhh," I moaned in protest until her lips met mine. Now prone and resting square on me, she squirmed and moaned in our kiss. I felt a sticky wetness, realizing that most of my load had been directed onto my belly and her chest and Britt was taking great delight in smearing it all over both of us.

"Hey," I managed to say as I grabbed her ass with both hands, trying to get her attention.

She stopped long enough to push herself up to look me in the eyes. Her hips stayed in motion and I could feel her wetness at the root of my cock as she rubbed up against me. "What?" she asked with that innocent little girl look; "It's good for your skin; all kinds of nutrients and stuff."

"Yeah, whatever," I said in reply before catching her off guard and rolling her over onto her back. Straddling her hips, I sat up and looked down at her. First thing in the morning, hair disheveled, no make-up, cum drying on her perfect tits, she looked absolutely stunning, beautiful. My dick started to get hard again just looking at her. She smiled as she looked down, feeling the effect she has on me. I returned the smile and scooched back as I took her hands and pulled her upright and wrapped my arms around her. 

"I love you so fucking much," I said with a little hitch in my voice. 

Her deep blue eyes glistened as she caught a breath and replied, "God, I love you too!" 

Our lips met and parted and our tongues meshed as we shared a deep, loving kiss. I ran my fingers through her beautiful blonde hair as she held my head in both her hands as though we thought the other would break our bond. Only because we began to run out of air and were becoming light headed, we broke the seal and leaning our heads on each other's shoulders, we fought to catch our breath.

"That was the best hand-job I've ever had," I half panted in her ear; squeezing her a bit tighter.

"Yeah, pretty fuckin' good, huh?' she giggled lightly before sticking her tongue in my ear. "Ohh!" she yelped as she felt my cock respond to her aural interaction, only driving her to repeat the process. In self-defense, I leaned over and we tumbled onto our sides, nearly off the edge of the bed. 

We just lay there, looking into each other's eyes and I felt my heart race; I am so helplessly in love with this woman. Britt sighed and said, "I love you more." She giggled as my eyes must have gotten bigger; "I can so read your mind, mister...and your heart," running her fingers over my chest.

I just laid there, kind of dumbfounded. I don't know why; Britt never fails to amaze me and I thank whoever's in charge, every single day, for bringing us together. "You know," she said, breaking me from my reverie once more, "I am so glad that you are full time with our business now, cuz I get to wake up with you every morning. I hated it when you had to leave early and I was left all alone in our big ol' bed," she said, trying to pout like a little girl; it wasn't working.

"Yeah, it must have been tough," I answered sarcastically, "having to go into the next room and slip into bed between your two beautiful friends; their soft, supple, sexy, warm bodies, just waiting there for you to snuggle with. Yeah, that would be terrible." I couldn't hold back a big smile as she broke up and started to try and tickle me.

"Smart ass," she laughed, taking a swat at my bare ass as I vaulted off the bed and headed to the bathroom.

"Pardon me," I said over my shoulder as I made it through the door, "I gotta pee." And I really did. It's usually the first order of business after waking with my morning wood playing hide and seek between Britt's butt cheeks. We go to sleep in that position and 99 times out of a 100; we wake up there, not having moved an inch.

I made it there just in time and flipped the lid up and then put my hand on the back wall and braced; not because the force from my big hose was likely to blow me backwards, but because on cue, the love of my life slammed against my back, wrapped her arms around me, latched onto my cock and played fireman. Giggling, she never tires of playing, leaning around to watch the golden stream make patterns in the blue-hued water.

"All done?" she asked when the flow was depleted. 

"Yes dear," I sighed, like I was bored with the whole thing. Britt knew better as she giggled and counted, "1" shake, "2" shake, "3" shake. "There, all done," she said proudly, my cock still in her hand. She squeezed lightly and tried to get a rise out of me.

I turned and scooped her up in my arms, one under her back the other under her butt. "Come on, little girl, play time's over. You got this 'stuff' all over us, so now we have to take a shower." I tried to make it sound like it was a real imposition and some kind of dreadful chore, but after sex, it was about the most fun one can have, well, with your clothes off.

"Sorry daddy," she said in her sexy little girl lilt, just muffling her excited giggle. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I struggled to pull the door open, no easy task with an armload of succulent, naked blonde.

I stood her on her feet and went to the controls and opted for the regular wall mounted, hand-held shower. I heard Britt's heavy sigh behind me. The regular shower isn't nearly as fun as the overhead rain where the water falls from the sky in everything from a gentle mist to a frog-strangling deluge. There is something special about configuring the rain where it really feels like a warm summer shower, gentle with big drops. Add the twinkling of the simulated stars above and it's about as relaxing and erotic as a shower can be. Across the way is a rock wall that when activated becomes a cascading waterfall that re-circulates a stupid amount of water. Not really the most efficient way to shower, but until you've made love under a waterfall, well you just need to try it. 

Ninety degrees to that is what I consider a bit of an engineering marvel, if I do say so myself. With more fully adjustable, rotating, pulsing, whatever you can dream of, jets on the wall than you care to count, is the area that the girls have come to call the "Holy Shit" wall. With a little practice and patience, one can program the wall to do about anything your twisted little mind can come up with. If the Bellagio had a suite with this set-up they could name their price and never have it vacant. More than once I have come home to find one of the girls all alone in the shower and watched as they collapsed on the floor after the wall had done its job. 

The room is also a wet sauna, but I've never been that happy with it because it is just too bloody big to really be that efficient. The happy accident is that you can create a near London-like fog and making love on some cushions in a body-slickening fog is a lot of fun. Anyway, this was just going to be a plain old shower...yeah, right. "C'mere little one," I said, directing the head, "I'll do you and then you can do me." She gave me a mischievous grin and slowly sauntered her way to me. 

"Okay daddy," she said softly. We enjoy this role playing thing and more than once it has led to some mind-blowing sex. Her innocent little girl routine is by far my favorite, but you have to overlook the fact that this little girl is about five-foot seven and I'm guessing about one hundred and thirty pounds. 

Her legs are these incredibly sculpted models of perfection; but not too overly muscled. Her butt is spectacular; two perfectly matched hemispheres of firm but supple flesh; the perfect hand-hold. Her tight ass-crack ends at the small of her back, a sweet-spot that has always fascinated me. She also has those two dimples on her lower back that catch your eye when you check out her backside. The rest of her back is somewhat spectacular also, strong but still very feminine. 

Flip her over and where those long limbs intersect is my idea of heaven. In an un-excited state, which doesn't occur often, her girlish pussy is a mere slit in a plump, puffy mound, smooth and soft. Free of hair, it is a tongue's delight and with each lick, her inner lips react, sneaking out from within. Before long, her sweet nectar begins to percolate to the surface; manna from heaven. 

Moving north, her tummy is flat and firm with a cute belly button that just beckons to be licked. Still in licking mode, you sample your way up until you reach a deep valley. On either side are beautifully sculpted breasts topped with nipples that stiffen at the slightest touch. Her long neck loves to be kissed and nibbled at and her lips are soft and sweet.

I'm ripped from my mental inventory as she wraps her arms around me from behind and proceeds to work the body-wash covered cloth over my belly and chest. She drops to her knees and gives my legs the once over, purposely ignoring my burgeoning hard-on, but not missing the opportunity to give each butt check a little nip. Peppering my backside with kisses, she stands behind me again and hugs me tight to her lush body; "Turn," she whispers in a husky tone. 

Obeying, we are now nose to nose, or nearly so, as I have about five or six inches on her. Tilting my head down, my lips seek out hers and we kiss deeply before she resumes. She nibbles at the front as her hands scrub the back. Working downward until she is on her knees once more, she is now eye-ball to cock. She gives her favorite plaything a little peck on the head before leaning in and resting her lips on my hip. My cock slides across her cheek, under her ear and through her wet hair. I shiver as I feel both her soft hands on my ass. She has abandoned the washcloth, her soapy fingers slipping between my cheeks. Nibbling near the base of my cock, her fingers delve deep until she lands a finger on my puckered asshole. I suck in a breath as I feel her probe slightly, my cock throbbing against her face. I nearly loose it as she slips deeper within, working her finger in and out of my ass. Only when I hear a strangled groan do I realize that I have her head in both of my hands, fingers wound in wet, blond locks, holding her tight.

"Okay, that's enough," I moaned as I slipped my hands under her arms and pulled her upright. Her finger popped out of my ass on the way up and I felt empty for a second. She smiled at me as I pulled her upright. "Now behave and give me the washcloth," I said, holding out my hand. She smiled again and pointed to where it lay on the floor. I groaned in protest as I bent over to pick up the cloth, knowingly leaving my backside open to one last fondling. Britt didn't disappoint, sliding her hand down my ass and giving the boys a loving squeeze.

"Alright," I said, cloth and soap in hand, "Turn," indicated by my motioning hand. Britt smiled big as she obediently spun till her backside was facing me. I followed her lead and worked my way from top to bottom, pausing to worship at the altar that is her butt as I washed her legs. Back on my feet, I leaned in and pulled her hair aside and nibbled at her ear; "Turn," I whispered. She turned slowly as I nibbled at her neck, her head thrown back, long blonde hair hanging nearly to her butt. My lips found hers as I ran the soapy fabric over her long back and sides. 

Releasing her pouting lips, I worked my way down to my knees, kissing each nipple as I descended. Britt shivered as she felt my hands on her ass cheeks', knowing what was to come. I planted kisses on her lower belly and hips as I worked my hands deeper into the slick crevasse. My lover audibly purred, her fingers laced through my hair. Her purrs became louder as my wandering digits approached their intended target; her nails grazed my scalp. My middle finger found it's mark and Britt moaned as I ran my finger tip over her pink pucker. Her ass began to wiggle, hoping to help my finger along. I gripped her butt tighter and slipped my fingertip into her wanting ass. Her grip in my hair loosened slightly in response to my entry and instead of the teasing she gave my cock earlier, with just a passing peck on the head, I opted for the polar opposite. Craning my neck and bowing my back, I locked her pussy between my lips and sucked, drawing her clit out and flicking it with my tongue.

My long middle finger effortlessly slipped deep into her hot ass as another bullet-fast orgasm ripped through her. I wiggled my finger in her ass as I contorted myself further, slipping my tongue inside her sweet pussy and lapped at her creamy goodness. Her body quaked once more as she got another firm hold on my head and rode out the waves that kept coming. 

I slowly let my finger be pushed out of her rippling asshole as her body slowly relaxed. Back on firm footing, I eased back up off my aching knees and took her in my arms and held her tight. I kissed the top of her wet head as she rested her head on my chest and caught her breath. Britt mumbled something that sounded like "I'm quitting school," but that made no sense in the present context.

I ran my fingers through her hair and tilted her head back to look into her deep blue eyes; "What was that?" I asked.

"I'm quitting school," she repeated, more clearly and I thought I caught the telltale glint in her eye that always forewarned me of a hammer about to fall.

"What...why?" I stammered, pushing her away slightly. 

She smiled and then leaned in and hugged me tight; "So I could get this all day, anytime I want it. You don't know how hard it is for me to go to school knowing that you are here and I could be having this," wrapping her hand around my flaccid cock, "instead of listening to some boring professor droning on and on."

"You're not serious are you?" feeling myself harden in her grasp.

"No, I guess not," she sighed, giving me one last tug before stepping back and gazing down at my stiff cock. "It's just hard to leave sometimes," she giggled, as I flexed my cock, making it jump. She turned and squinted to look at the clock through the foggy shower windows; "Crap, I've got to leave soon and I still need to wash my hair and dry it," she said, turning back with a smile; one that translated to "you need to wash and dry my hair."

"Alright," I said, giving her a little slap on the ass, making her jump; "let's get with it then."

The hair washing and drying was pretty un-eventful, although she did manage to keep me hard throughout the whole process. "Odd," I said as I turned off the industrial hairdryer and gave her another loving swat on her bare butt; "We haven't seen the girls this morning." I looked at the clock, "They must already have left."

"Yeah," Britt said, turning to me and giving me a 'Thank you' kiss and a couple more long strokes on my tormented member; "They waved goodbye when you were on your knees kissing my ass," she giggled. I tried to give her another swat on the butt but she dodged me and ran out of the room naked and laughing. 

I walked into the bedroom, still naked and hard as she was pulling on the last of her uncommonly conservative clothes. She sighed as she looked longingly at my hard-on; "I'd love to stay and help you with that babe," she said, almost sounding sincere, "but I've got an advanced econ class that I can't be late for." She leaned in, wrapping her soft hand around my cock once more and gave me a deep kiss before stepping back, my cock still in her hand; "I'll take care of this when I get back," giving me a couple more long strokes that took me right to the edge once more.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 29



"Yeah, thanks," I said in a not-so-happy tone. She smiled and then skipped out the door.

** Mid-morning**

Somehow I managed to avoid just going ahead and finishing what Britt had started. More than once, wandering around naked in the kitchen making my breakfast, my mind strayed as I looked around and replayed the many times that more love than food had been made in this room. Britt standing, splayed up against the cold stainless steel refrigerator; me buried deep in her tight ass. Gina, flat on her back, legs up in the air on the island cabinet, my cock pounding away at her hungry snatch. Or little Kate, riding my cock while I sat on the bar stool, my hands gripping her tiny ass, her long black hair flailing wildly as she pounded out multiple orgasms. 

Only the ringing of my cell kept me from closing my eyes and just rubbing one out, spewing cum who knows where. I quickly let go of my throbbing hard-on and picked up the phone; "Red Brick Photography, George speaking," I managed to say, sounding somewhat coherent.

"Hey stud," came the sexy voice of my favorite redhead; my cock heard her too.

"Hey Becky," I managed to grunt out as my brain flipped to last week when Becky showed up early to pick up some prints for her Aunt and we ended up naked in the kitchen and I had her bent over the counter, my cock buried deep in her cunt when Britt walked in and caught us in the act. Without a word, my lover stripped off her clothes, vaulted up onto the counter, sat with legs spread in front of Becky and had the redhead eat her pussy while I continued on until I let loose a load that sent Becky into convulsions which triggered Britt to let loose with an expletive-rich orgasm of her own.

"Uh, George baby, are you still there?"

"Huh, oh sorry, my mind just wandered for a bit there. So what can I do for the sexiest redhead in town?"

"Well," she laughed, "I should probably have just talked to Britt about this, because she does handle your social calendar and all. Anyway, it dawned on us, my aunt and I, that you and the girls don't have any real family in town and with Thanksgiving just around the corner, well, we thought we should just invite you all over to have Thanksgiving with us."

"Well that's very nice of you and I think I can say, without much fear of an ass-chewing from my social secretary, that we would be more than happy to join you. Of course, we'll need to bring something and oh; will football watching be allowed?"

"Ha," she said, "Aunt Virginia will have more than one T.V. on and she already has her bets placed for all the games. It'll be all I can do to get her to the table to have dinner." 

"That sounds like Ginny," I laughed. "So, I forgot to ask, how did she like those last prints?"

"Not as much as I liked coming to pick them up," she said in a sexy groan. "Aunt Virginia accused me of slipping off and going riding while I was out; I guess I was walking sort of funny. I didn't tell her it was you that rode me; fuck, I can still feel you coming inside me while I had a mouth full of Britt's pussy."

"Yeah, I was just thinking about that too," my hand wrapped around my cock once more. "Back to the photos; were they what Ginny wanted?"

"Oh yeah, they were perfect. We have an ad coming out next week for the holiday and she wanted a couple nice prints for the wall behind the counter from the ad. Anyway," she paused, "So we can count on you for Thanksgiving?"

"We wouldn't miss it and thank Ginny for thinking of us, oh and you too."

"I'll pass it on to Aunt Virginia; she'll be happy to see you guys again...but mostly you." She paused again to let that sink in; "Since the shoot at the ranch and our little video gift to her, she is always asking about you and the girls and whether I've seen you lately. We had dinner a couple nights ago and she may have had one too many glasses of wine; anyway, she started talking about the past, you know, reminiscing about the good old days. It almost got a little embarrassing when she started in on all the fun she had in college and all the boys she'd been with; I mean she started getting real graphic, you know. Well she almost blew it when she was describing this one guy and made a comparison to 'George' and then she blushed and quickly changed the subject. I'm sure she was talking about you."

"Ah Jeez," I moaned, wiping my hand over my face; "Dare I ask what the comparison entailed?"

"Well," she laughed, "Let's just leave it at her fantasizing about how it would be to have 'George' bending her over the hood of a '66 Pontiac instead of her college teams quarterback."

"Oh God," I grimaced, my cock now deflated; "Well maybe there was another George in her class, you know, maybe a big ol' lineman."

"Nice try there stud," she giggled. "I didn't just call to ask about Thanksgiving; I thought you'd like to know that yesterday I finally found where my horny Aunt had filed away those videos. She had them filed about eighteen layers deep in an old folder with ranch documents from when they bought the place."

"Well hell, I guess we knew all along that she had them. So I have to ask, cuz the girls will want to know; how did they turn out?" 

"Oh, I've already burned a copy for me and another for you guys, so you'll get to see for yourselves, but yeah, it's pretty fuckin' hot. Katie'll be all over them cuz it's like voyeur porn and I'm sure Virginia's real happy that she upgraded the cameras when she did. Wait until you see some of the close-ups she got when we were up on the loft that last day...Fuck, I'm getting' wet just thinking about it again." I could hear the hitch in her voice and my cock also flashed back to that memorable morning.

"So how about when I stared up at the camera and winked? How did that turn out?" I asked, ignoring my half-hard cock.

"Oh yeah, that's the funniest part," Becky said, her voice back in control. "In the folder, there are a bunch of, what do you call them, screen grabs; you know, where they make a picture out of one of the video frames?"

"Very good," I praised her, "That's basically it; so what about them?"

"Well, I don't know how you do it, or how long it takes to edit them and all that, but she has some real pornographic shots of all of us and then there is one, kind of like a portrait, of you looking up into the camera and winking. I mean it's not dirty or anything, but you look really sexy. I'll bet that if her computer was more private, you'd be her wallpaper."

"Well, that's flattering, I guess. Anyway, I'll let the girls now of your discovery and about Thanksgiving. I know they'll be anxious to see the video."

"Yeah, I'd bring it over tonight but I have to close and the rest of the week we have a lot of inventory coming in for the holidays, so I'm not sure when I'll see you guys next, but at least I have my copy to get off on till then. Shit, I'm so fuckin' horny now; why do you guys have to be all the way across the county?"

"Yeah," I half laughed, "Well if helps you any, I'm standing here naked in the kitchen with a hard-on and no one to do anything with it."

"Ah fuck me," she moaned. "You, me, Britt, in the kitchen last week...fuck...I gotta go...love you..." Click.

I just looked at the phone and smiled.

**Just after noon**

I convinced my cock that I really did need to get some work done and here I sat at my desk in a pair of shorts and a tee, going over the upcoming calendar. The rest of the day was open, but the remainder of the week was just slammed. Since finishing up the construction projects for my ex-employer, who was now enjoying life on a tropical island somewhere, the photography business had really taken off...Thank God! We'd finished up the car calendar and I was expecting to get my advance copy any day now. It had turned out very well and the publisher was already talking about a couple projects for next year. 

The private pics we took during the same shoot were residing on the computer and multiple back-ups. I wasn't sure what we would eventually do with them, but every so often, I would pull them up and scroll through them, bringing up some early cock-stiffening memories. Beautiful cars, beautiful naked women and mind-blowing sex...good times!

Back to the calendar, I looked at what was on for tomorrow and I saw I had some portraits to shoot for a local television news program. Every so often, they like to change up their publicity shots and with the holidays coming, it was that time again. I looked at the list and the shoots were scattered throughout the late morning and early afternoon.

They were the anchors, a good looking middle-aged man that had been in the business for a while and his co-anchor, a beautiful woman whose age I dare not guess, who I'd seen covering the local news for a number of years. She had a beautiful smile, just a bit crooked, and lips that looked like they'd be fun to kiss. 

Next was the rather obnoxious sports guy, who if you asked me over a couple of beers at the local sports bar, I really didn't think much of. Pompous and carrying enough weight to make a blocker happy, I thought it was probably a waste of time and money to try to make this guy look any more appealing, but what the hell, I like a challenge. 

Lastly there was the weather girl...excuse me, the meteorologist. As on nearly every local network, this meteorologist was a real looker. No more than 22 or 23, she was a buxom, and I do mean buxom blonde with short hair and the cutest little button nose. I have no idea how tall she is, because, well you know, you never can tell on T.V. and I'll admit I was anxious to meet her. On more than one occasion while watching the evening news, Britt said that she'd do the weather girl in a heartbeat.

The phone rang just as my mind was constructing the fantasy of my girl ravishing the big-titted weather girl on the set of the evening news; "Red Brick Photography, George speaking."

"Is this George, that handsome stud that takes all those beautiful pictures of cars and naked women?"

She almost had me fooled; I couldn't nail down the accent, but Britt was evidently calling from inside a trash can because even as she talked softly, her voice echoed in my ear; I decided to play along. "Uh, this is George, the owner of Red Brick, can I ask who's calling?"

"Well, my name is Victoria, but my friends call me Vicky and I hope we can be friends." Her accent and demeanor never faltered; this girl was really something.

"Okay, Victoria...err, Vicky, what can I help you with?

"Well, an acquaintance of mine told me about you and she showed me some examples of your work and, well I wanted to talk to you about securing your services for some, well, for some pictures that I'm thinking about having done." Britt was doing an Oscar-worthy job and I was more than willing to play the co-starring role.

"So Vicky, what would be the subject matter of the work? Are we talking business or personal photos?"

"Well," she paused slightly, I could hear the gears turning; "I guess you'd call it a little of both. You see, I fancy myself a bit of an artist, I paint, oils mostly. It's more of a hobby right now, but many people think I'm quite good, so I'm playing with the idea of turning my hobby into a business as it were." This was all sounding a bit familiar, as it was the same path I had taken in the not-so-distant past.

"So how can I help you?" I asked, "I'm not very handy with a brush," I kidded. 

"Oh," she giggled and I now knew for sure that it was Britt on the other end. "I guess I should explain. I paint mostly people, you know, portraits and such, and I'm not all that fast and I can't have my models sitting around posing for me, so I usually just use photographs to work from."

"Okay, that makes sense," I replied, "but you don't really need that good a photograph to work from, I wouldn't think. Not that I wouldn't like to work for you, but couldn't you get a good enough image shooting it yourself?" I was having fun now, waiting to see where my playful lover would take this.

"Yes, well, on this particular series of paintings I'm thinking of, they'll be more like self-portraits."

"Again," I said, "I'm not trying to chase away a client, but couldn't you just shoot yourself posing in a mirror? People do it all the time and admittedly, it's not what I would call a professional approach, but I think it would be sufficient for what you are talking about." I heard her let out an exhausted sigh; I had her on the ropes.

"Honestly," she said with a bit of resignation in her voice, "Even though I teach art at the university, I'm not all that creative when it comes to poses and such. Whenever I work with a model, it seems that they look, well, posed, not natural. I've seen some of your work and, well, I have to admit, you make the women look so natural and comfortable and that's what I'm looking for. And since I am also the model, I don't know, it just seems like it would be easier to have you set the poses for me."

"Well, I guess that makes perfect sense, so when would you like to do this? I happen to be looking at my calendar right now."

"Before we set anything up, I should tell you a few other things," she said with some well placed trepidation in her voice. "Firstly," she said, taking a deep breath, "The paintings will be nudes and well, some quite graphic and detailed."

"Okay," I replied cautiously.

"Also, I would like to bring a male into some of the work...also nude. Is that a problem?"

"Not at all," I answered confidently, "Male, female, it's all about the picture."

"Well," she paused again, "Like I said, what I have in mind is fairly graphic and uh, how can I explain it, sexy but sexual, erotic but certainly not pornographic. Does that make any sense?"

"Yes," I played along, "we've done similar projects in the past."

"Yes, well I've seen some of those that you have done also, along with some that were, well how do I put it, quite erotic and highly sexual. In fact, that brings me to my next concern; well not really a concern so much as a request. I don't know if it is appropriate that I even ask, but if I don't ask, then I guess I'll never know the answer."

"Firstly," I replied, "I don't want you to be afraid to ask me anything; I'm pretty sure you won't surprise me. Second, can I ask who recommended us and where you saw some of our work? If you really saw the type of photos I think you're talking about, then this person must be a really good friend of yours, because everything we do is confidential unless we have a signed release and as far as I know, nothing of the nature you are describing has ever been public."

"Yes, well, if you must know, the person that showed me some examples of your work is a student of mine. And that brings me to the question I don't really know how to ask, but here goes...would you consider being my male model?"

I paused for dramatic effect and I could visualize Britt on the other end, just eating up the fact that so far, she was getting away with her little charade. "I'm flattered that you would want me as a model, but honestly, I'm not that special and I'm not sure that I want my likeness, nude or otherwise hanging in a gallery somewhere."

"Oh, I'm sorry," and I could hear the enthusiasm in her voice, really getting into character; "I should have explained earlier. These are more like body studies; there are not any faces, or heads for that matter. In all honesty, I've never thought my honest-to-god portraits were all that lifelike. I have had a lot of students that put me to shame in that category. No, I'm more interested in the parts and pieces and well, from what I have seen, you have some very nice pieces." I was really impressed as I could almost hear my girl blush over the phone.

"So," I said, anxious to see how she would follow my lead; "Exactly what pieces did you think were so nice?"

"Oh, oh...I...well yes, I guess that...well I was quite impressed by your back, so muscular and a perfect shape, you know, narrow at the waist and broad at the shoulders."

"Anything besides my back?"

"Well, your abs look quite nice, a bit of a six-pack as they say, but not overly developed. I'm sorry, was that alright? I'm not saying that you aren't fit, no; to the contrary, you look fabulous, and your co..." she said haltingly; "I mean your uh, well your penis is, well, it's beautiful."

"Okay," I said, trying not to laugh or maybe applaud; "So if I agree to the shoot, what kind of poses or situations do you have in mind? And now that I think about it, and not that I worry about the photographs getting out, but since you're not using the faces in the final product, would it be okay to just Photoshop the faces out of the photos?"

"Oh, well," she answered, sounding a bit flustered by my questions; "Yes, I guess that you can take the faces out of your pictures, although from what I saw, it would be a shame to do it to yours, I mean, you're quite handsome. But yes, I understand, if it makes you more comfortable, then you could make the pictures anonymous; at least as far as your face goes;" and I heard a muffled giggle. She continued, "As far as the type of poses I have in mind, well, I'm relying on you for the final placement, but I have in mind to show the male and female forms in more, shall we say, heightened states of sexual arousal."

"Oh," I said bluntly, "So I'll have to have a hard-on for all the shots?"

"Well yes," she said curtly, trying to put a professional spin on the conversation; "That's putting it a bit crudely, but yes, you should be in an aroused state."

I looked at the clock and I couldn't quite believe how long we had been carrying on, so I figured I'd see how quickly I could make her crack. "So, you said that you are going to be the female model?"

"Well yes; I can assure you that I have a quite adequate build for what I have in mind." She sounded almost indignant; offended that I would even imply she wouldn't be model appropriate; god she is good.

"So if I'm to be, what was it, in an aroused state; then I take it you will be in a similar state; you know, pussy wet, nipples erect, that kind of thing?" It hurt not to laugh and I could just imagine Britt's face at the moment.

"Well I never... I mean, I do, yes, well erect and...wet...yes...well of course, I'm striving for realism." I couldn't tell whether I really had her flustered or if she was really that good an actress.

"Okay, so let me just walk through this and make sure we're both on the same page here, okay?" I imagine she nodded and I continued; "So it'll just be the two of us, the male and female models and I'll also be the photographer for both of us?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I'm not sure you've thought it all through, but I do have a very discreet remote shutter release that I can use when I'm shooting myself. I'm not sure how we will pull off the posing, but I'm guessing we can shoot wide as sharpness and definition probably isn't that important in this case."

"Yes, well, I do want the pictures to be crisp and clear. I may have to blow them up quite large to get the detail I want."

"Well, I guess I could set up the shots and you could bracket and frame the shot and shoot it yourself; that would probably work and we wouldn't need the remote."

"Yes, well," she stuttered, "I think we'll need the remote for some of the shots."

"I don't understand," I replied, stifling a snicker.

"Well, both male and female will be represented in some of the paintings, so we'll need to pose together,"' she said with authority.

"Naked?"

"Well yes, that's the point," she replied.

"And excited?"

"Well, yes."

"Hard cock and wet pussy?" I said, determined to break her shell.

"Well err, yes, I suppose; for realism and all," she replied in what I interpreted as an excited stutter.

"How close do you envision some of these poses being, "I queried; "And will there be close-ups? I'll need to make sure I have the proper lenses on hand."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 29



"Yes well," she said, "I would like to get some closer shots, you know, both genitals in the same frame. I'm envisioning an entire story being told in the paintings where the viewer can fill in the blanks. I think it will be a very beautiful and erotic show." She ended sounding very proper and proud of her future endeavor; I had to break her.

"So how about fuckin'? Wouldn't that be the final shot, or maybe me blowing my wad all over your slick pussy? You do shave don't you? I like a smooth pussy!"

"Well sir, I never... I mean no, there will be no penetration. That crosses the line into pornography and we'll have none of that!" Jesus, she was good; she really sounded pissed and for a second I was afraid that I wasn't talking to Britt after all and then I heard the tell-tale snicker.

"Yeah, I suppose you're right and I apologize," I said, "and if we're being honest here, I'm starting to get a little excited here just thinking about the shoot."

"Yes, well apology accepted and being equally honest, I'll admit to being a little damp down there myself," somehow managing to giggle girlishly in whatever accent she'd conjured up. 

"Anyway," I continued, "I'm looking forward to working on this project with you and I'll be anxious to see how your paintings turn out."

"Yes, well if it all goes as I envision it, it will be breathtaking and," whispering now, "maybe a little naughty."

"Yeah," I laughed; "I can only imagine and I have a pretty good imagination." I knew we were ready to draw the curtain closed and I had to give it one more shot; "and Vicky?"

"Yes George?"

"I want to apologize once more for my, well my intercourse suggestion."

"Again, apology accepted."

"Good, then maybe you'd consider me finger-fucking that hot pussy of yours while you jack me off onto your slick pussy for the final shot!"

"GEORGE!!" she yelled into the phone.

"BRITT!!" I replied, laughing my ass off, barely holding the phone to my ear.

"WHY WOULD YOU...Hey, wait a minute...you knew it was me?"

"Yeah baby," I was still laughing, trying to compose myself.

"When did you figure it out?" now sounding genuinely pissed off.

"Umm, right after you started?" I replied, hoping for the best.

"You asshole," she said, unable to control her own laughter; "Why didn't you stop me?"

"Honestly, if it wasn't for some little hitch or something in your voice, you were insanely believable. I really question whether you shouldn't be a drama major. Anyway, I didn't have anything pressing to do, so I let you go with it. I wanted to see how far it would go and I wasn't lying when I said I was sporting wood there in the end."

"Yeah, well my butts gone to sleep, sitting her in the girl's room on a toilet with my finger buried in my cooch. I nearly came twice and I really didn't expect it to go this long."

"Yeah, well the bathroom explains the echo I noticed when you first called. I take it you didn't have any company while we were on the phone."

"No," she giggled, "that would have fucked things up if a bunch of chattering girls were in the background."

"Yeah, but you had it covered with that bit about being an art teacher. Did you write this script or was it all off the cuff?"

"Well I had the first bit figured out in my head, but damn baby, you're the one with the acting skills. I was sure you didn't know it was me and I was starting to get a little pissed that you'd talk like that to a complete stranger. I could have reached through the phone and grabbed you by the cock when you suggested that you fuck 'Vicky' for the final shot."

"Yeah, I thought I had you there, but you kept up your end. That was really pretty impressive in a twisted kind of way," I said.

"Yeah, that really was pretty hot. Say, do you still have your hand around that big gorgeous cock of yours?" she asked in a husky tone.

"Why yes," I replied, stroking my hard-on slowly as I awkwardly pushed my shorts down to my ankles. "And do you still have your finger in your hot, tight, beautifully slick pussy?"

"I've got three in there now baby. Now, on three...One, two, three, go!" 

***A couple minutes later***

And it only took that long, with a lot of dirty talk before Britt came mere seconds before I did, but I had a bigger mess to clean up. We traded quick 'l love you's' before she had to sprint off to her last class. 

***Mid afternoon***

I was still at my desk, going over the long list of projects ahead of us and looking at the calendar trying to figure out how we would get it all crammed in. I looked up as the motor engaged to open the big sliding door on the warehouse on the street-side. I stood up and watched as both Gina and Kate rolled in; the door closing behind them. "Good afternoon, ladies," I shouted from above as they stepped out of their cars.

"Hey George," they relied in perfect harmony, giggling afterwards. "We're gonna change and then we'll be up," Gina, the Amazon princess proclaimed; "Do you want anything from the kitchen?"

"Naw, I've got my water up here, so I'm good," I replied.

"Okey-dokey, we'll be up in a flash," Katie, the ebony-haired pixie replied with a big smile as they turned and went into the house.

I guess I must have really be concentrating on figuring out my calendar as I was taken completely by surprise, four arms wrapped around my neck and chest and both ears being nibbled on and kissed. "Hey girls," I yelped and then just let them have their fun. I did manage reach back and caress bare legs on both sides of my chair. 

Finished with their greeting, they took turns leaning over the arms of my chair and helping themselves to my lips and tongue. My hands drifted up the backs of their thighs and under the leg openings of the tiny terry-cloth shorts they both wore along with little string bikini tops. I took them both in as they retrieved a couple chairs and sat on either side of me.

"Nice shorts," I commented as they took their seats and threw their feet up on my desk. I admired their toned limbs and painted toes which wiggled to the point of distraction.

"Thanks," Gina replied, stretching out and getting comfortable. The tiny satin-like top, red as a tomato, did little but hide her nipples which poked proudly at the shiny material. Her full D's were all but on display and I unconsciously found myself licking my lips. She continued, "We just got these in for the summer season down-under," leading Kate to giggle.

"Yeah," the little one continued; "It'll be summer in places like Australia and Southern Africa while it's winter here and we've already taken a bunch of orders for down there; isn't that cool?" What was cool, but in my time, really hot, was the beautiful young thing seated to my right. Kate doesn't begin to reach five feet in height, but her body is perfectly proportioned, from head to pretty little toes. She mimicked her bedmate, stretching and twisting till she was comfortable and I was a little uncomfortable. Little Kate too has these incredibly proportioned legs and her B's are perfectly sized for her delicate frame and again, the bikini top just covered her nipples; I love side-boob.

"So, do you like them?" Gina asked, drawing my attention back to the left. She was pulling at the tiny strings that held the patch of cloth in place over her pencil-diameter nipples.

"Uh, the shorts or your tits?" I replied; Kate busted up in a fit of giggles.

Gina never broke stride, continuing to work like a puppeteer with a marionette at the end of her strings. "That's kind of silly question; I already know you love my titties." She continued with the greatest puppet show ever.

"Ya' got me there," I said; "Yeah, the shorts are cute I guess. What makes them any different from other shorts?

"Well," Gina started, satisfied that her nipple covers were correctly situated; "First, the fabric is really soft and very light weight so they feel good on your bare skin and you don't have to wear them so tight because you're afraid they'll just fall off. Also, the fabric breathes well so they don't get so damn hot, like denim does."

"Yeah, and they're really cute," Katie added. I glanced over at her and now she was fooling around with her bikini top. 

"So, I couldn't help but notice, are the tops new too?"

"Yeah," Gina growled, playing puppeteer once again;" and they're a pain in the ass. I think the strings must be part elastic or something, because they just won't stay in place. The only way these will ever work is if you use nipple tape too, and I don't think I could convince anyone that these are so to-die-for that they would deal with tape." 

"I agree," Kate said, "They're sexy and all, but they aren't worth all this work. I'm glad they sent us samples." She messed with it a little more, her nipples playing peek-a-boo; "Ah, to hell with it," she said with frustration and then unceremoniously flipped them over her head and tossed them on the ground.

"I'll second that," Gina said, looking at little Kate's tits standing there all free and proud. In a flash, Gina had hers on the floor as well; "Ah, that's better," massaging her tits and tweaking her nipples.

Like going to a tennis match, my head swiveled from left to right as the girls both now played with their tits, low moans and fidgeting. I reached down to adjust myself and the girls caught me in the act.

"Hey," Gina said, bouncing out of her chair, standing beside me; "We're both topless; I think it's only fair that you are too."

"Yeah," said Katie, now standing on my other side. I wasn't one to argue, so I stuck my hands in the air and the girls giggled as they pulled my shirt over my head. "There, that's better," Kate continued as she leaned in to me; "I love the way your chest hair tickles my titties," rubbing against me like a cat marking her territory.

"Yeah," Gina purred, leaning in to mark her side; "It's the best when we make love in the missionary position, his big cock fucking my tight little pussy while his chest hair rubs my nipples. I can almost come from just the tittie rub," she said, her breathing a little ragged.

"Yeah," Kate moaned in my ear; "But what makes it better is when he reaches underneath you and grabs your ass and then just fucks you silly; shit, my pussy's wet now." 

Yeah, and now my cock was hard. I was just working my hands up each of their thighs when they both abruptly flopped back into their chairs. "So what are you working on?" Gina asked innocently, glancing down at the bulge in my shorts and holding back a grin.

"Well, I'm just looking at the calendar to see what's coming up." I tried in vain to make it look like they hadn't had any effect on me as Katie zeroed in on tomorrow.

"Hey, I forgot you were shooting those news people; what is that weather girl's name, you know, the cute blonde with the big ol' boobies?" she asked.

"Uhh, I'm thinking it's Crystal or something like that. I'm sure Britt wrote down who I'm shooting when she made the appointment. She has four one-hour blocks set up but I'm not sure who is coming when; I'll have to ask her when she gets home." I scrolled thru the calendar and noticed the Thanksgiving holiday marked out; "Hey, by the way, Becky called earlier and she and Ginny want us to have Thanksgiving with them."

"Oh, that's nice," Gina sighed.

"Everything okay?" I asked, looking over, trying not to get distracted by her bare breasts.

"Yeah, I guess so; I'm just a little homesick I guess," she sighed once more.

"Yeah, me too a little," Kate added. "It's been over a year since I've seen my folks; not that I'd trade anything for the summer we had," glancing over at me and then down at my crotch. I flexed and she giggled as my cock pulsed in my shorts. She looked back at the calendar as her left hand strayed into my lap and squeezed my bulge.

"Yeah, I'm glad we stayed here too," Gina replied, continuing, "What with the store and the online business, meeting George here," reaching over and running her hand down my chest and stomach; "and getting to share this," her hand joining Kate's. "Yeah, this has been about the best summer ever."

"It's been a summer I'll never forget," I added as my cock throbbed in their grasp. We all paused, lost in our reverie; the girls probably thinking about home, even though they continued to tease my hard-on. Me, I was thinking...well shit, my brain was just a bucket of fog, all the blood having rushed due south. I looked at the calendar again and saw the December header; "Hey, when is your Christmas break?"

The two of them still just stared straight ahead, mechanically tormenting me, their minds elsewhere. "It's like the week before Christmas and they call it the Holiday break, you know, all P.C. and all," Gina answered.

"It's also our semester break and it's like four weeks long," Katie added. Her voice was strained and I glanced over to see her other hand between her legs, slowly rubbing her terry-cloth covered crotch. 

My eyes began to cross and I was going to let loose a load in my shorts if I didn't somehow distract the girls. "Well, why don't you just make a trip home during the break; be with your families at Christmas?" 

Now these are a couple of pretty bright girls and I'd be very surprised if this subject hadn't been broached long before now, but they spun and looked at me like I was some kind of genius and then began to jump up and down in their seats, titties just a bouncin' as they giggled happily. Without even a second thought I added, "And I'll tell you what; I'll buy your airline tickets; that'll be my Christmas present to you."

"Oh my god," Katie literally screamed as Gina jumped out of her chair and leaned in and kissed me hard, her tongue halfway down my throat. Katie took her turn, pressing her tits against my shoulder as she kissed me excitedly. Meanwhile Gina was still kissing me, working her way down my chest and onto my belly. Still playing tonsil hockey with the little one, my hand now successfully under the leg hole of her tiny shorts and my fingers inching toward her pussy; I felt my zipper being undone and my shorts being pulled toward the floor. I managed to lift my butt enough to help and was rewarded with the feeling of a pair of warm, moist lips wrapped around my cock.

I moaned my pleasure into Katie's sweet mouth, only to have my tongue nearly bitten off as my middle finger slipped deep into her hot, wet pussy. She broke our kiss and her eyes fluttered as I worked my finger deeper. Meanwhile, Gina, on her knees between my wide spread legs, had taken me deep, the tip of my cock slipping into her throat. She gagged slightly and drew up, my cock covered in thick, slippery mucus. My Amazon princess looked up at me, her brown eyes glistening as she stroked my slick stick. Her wanting look was enough to make my cock grow harder yet and she tightened her grip. Despite Gina's attempt to distract me, I continued to plunder Kate's tight slit.

"Fuck me," Katie moaned as a second finger invaded her sexy slit. "Ahhh, fuckin' 'A'", she cried as I crooked my fingers downward and massaged her G-spot. Gina glanced over to see if she could tell what I had done to her petite bed-mate and Kate grabbed Gina's head in both hands and Frenched her best friend as she rocked her hips. Gina's hands never slowed as Kate orally assaulted her, tongue fucking her mouth as they both moaned passionately. 

I continued to finger-fuck the little one as they broke their kiss. Kate turned her head, gripping the arm of my chair beside her and growled at me, fire in her eyes; "Keep fuckin' me baby, finger that tight fuckin' pussy! Fuck baby, I'm so fuckin' wet!" I hooked my fingers and gathered some of her juices and spread them over her pussy lips and up onto her puckered star. She glared at me as I played at her back door; "Put em' back! Put your fuckin' fingers back in my cunt and fuck me...fuck me till I cum all over your fuckin' fingers!" I obliged and now it was three, her pussy lips spread obscenely as I twisted and sawed my fingers inside her.

Distracted, I hadn't noticed Gina had managed to slip out of her shorts and now stood before me, one hand back on my cock and her other between her own legs. Her eyes held mine until she slowly turned her back to me. She bent at the waist, her beautiful ass before me; reached between her legs, grabbed my still hard cock and I watched as she slowly descended until my cock head met her pussy lips. She shuddered as my cock wedged its way between her inner lips, wet and warm. She stalled for a second before continuing her settlement, my cock slowly disappearing from sight until her butt cheeks rested in my lap. 

I had the one unoccupied hand that I ran up and down her left side; caressing her while Kate was vigorously fucking herself on the other. I turned my attention back to the little one as Gina began a slow cycle; her tight sex shimmying up my pole and then sliding back to the bottom. Kate was breathing hard, her pussy walls wrapped around my fingers as she thrust her hips. Very different sounds of sex echoed through the warehouse. Gina's pussy rode smoothly with only a continuous slurping sound while Katie's wild ministrations offered up varied sounds, sloppy and wet, mixed with various moans and expletives.

"Yeah baby," she grunted as she rotated her hips, searching to connect my fingers to her magical spot. I braced my upper arm against the back of the chair as Kate worked her pussy, "Oh god...right there, right there, right there," she cried out. I could feel her pussy tighten on my hand and at the same time, Gina's tight tunnel grabbed my cock harder. I looked down to see her firm butt cheeks tighten as she came and I felt her juices wash across the head of my cock. Meanwhile Kate's pussy took over her body and she was hanging onto the arm of the chair to keep from collapsing onto the floor. Her inner walls convulsed continuously, most likely helped on by my non¬-stop tickling of her sensitive g-spot.

"Enough, enough," Kate panted. I relented and eased up and out slowly. Her essence coated my fingers liberally, nearly dripping. As I was contemplating my next move, Gina ground her ass into my belly and leaned back against my chest. My hand on her side slid up until her left breast was firmly in my hand and as my wet right hand moved in, Gina expertly intercepted and took one finger at a time between her soft lips and cleaned her roommate's juices from my digits. My cock throbbed at the feeling and she moaned as she sucked, her pussy wall rippling along my length.

Retrieving my hand, I latched onto her other tit and tried my best to thrust up into this gorgeous brunettes wanting cunt as I kissed and nibbled at her neck. Gina grunted as she tried to bounce in my lap; her pussy sucking on my hard cock, aided by the sensations telegraphed from her nipples that I now had between my fingers and was stretching and squeezing. Meanwhile, we had lost track of little Kate who had ended up a sexy mound of spent, quivering flesh beside the chair. Recovered, she stealthily made her way to our feet and just watched until she had formulated a plan. 

On her knees before us, Kate picked up one of her bedmates long legs and kissed her way upwards as far as our seating arrangement allowed. Spreading Gina's leg outward, she managed to drape her long limb over one arm of the chair. Gina shivered as she caught on to her little lover's plan. Moving the other long, toned limb up and over the other chair arm went easier with Gina's assistance. The Amazon was now spread wide, straddling my office chair arms, offering our nasty little roommate a pornographic view of my cock splitting Gina's wet pussy lips, buried nearly balls deep inside her hot snatch. 

I was nearly oblivious to the whole operation until I felt a warm mouth take in one of my balls and then her warm tongue slithering up the base of my cock until it disappeared. Gina's deep moan told where Kate's tongue was now as well as Gina breathlessly uttering; "Ohh yes...my clit...lick my clit baby...lick it, lick it!"




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 30



** Second week of November **

The year was blazing by and though it seemed chaotic, everyone had found their groove. My lover Britt, and her two besties, Gina and Kate, were fully ensconced at the university, bearing down the home stretch and looking forward to the end of the fall semester and the winter break. All three of my comely roommates were excited about heading back east to be with their families for Christmas and they continued to badger me to tag along.

Work for me, and I'm somewhat embarrassed to call it work as I enjoy it so much; well it couldn't be going any better. I'm pretty much booked into February of next year and I've actually had to turn away some jobs. Thankfully the work is varied, everything from portraits and family shoots to the commercial side, with a couple more calendars on the books. I've been shooting a lot of product stills for websites and printed catalogs and such. I've also gotten some inquiries from a couple other television stations after those that I'd shot earlier for another station began to air. Those were simple portraits that I then blended with background shots from around the city and were used as promotional pieces and even in some of the stills they did for lead-ins to the various news programs.

So there we were, Britt and I enjoying a quiet Saturday morning eating breakfast at the kitchen island; "Hey baby," she said, obscenely taking a bite off a banana.

"Yeah, lover?"

"I forgot to tell you, but Margo called yesterday about another shoot," she said, her tongue taking a sexy swipe over her lips.

"Uh, Margo...Margo," I stalled, feigning ignorance on who Margo was.

"Yeah, nice try there studly," she chirped, giving me a snarky grin. "You know good and well who Margo is and she sounded just as intriguing over the phone as you said she was in person."

"Oh, that Margo, from the T.V. station," I said, along with a head slap for emphasis.

"You're so full of it," she laughed, taking another bite off the phallic fruit. "Anyway, we talked for quite a while and I think I really like her. She was calling because she is interested in putting together some kind of portfolio; seems like she has had some inquiries lately about doing some modeling. She said it all started after the shots you took of her for the news program, but I think she's just trying to butter you up." Britt paused and took a sip of coffee and gave me that questioning/accusing look, you know, the one with the one raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, okay," holding up my hands up in surrender; "She did seem pretty flirty, but like I said before, I didn't instigate anything; I'm completely innocent."

"Yeah, yeah," she snorted as she reached for her coffee; "You could have played that innocent card before we met, but I know better now." She winked before taking a sip. "Anyway, I told her that we probably couldn't schedule anything until after the New Year and she was okay with that."

"Well," I said, looking down at my plate, stirring around the bit of egg I had left; "I could probably do her...I mean, I could probably slip her in...well shit, you know, I could probably shoot her while you guys are gone." 

"Fat chance, buddy," she laughed, standing up and grabbing her plate and heading toward the sink. She rinsed off the plate and the turned toward me, wiping her hands on a towel; "I trust you baby, but I'm not so sure I trust her. I kind of got a vibe over the phone." She hung the towel on the rack and walked up behind me, pressing her boobs into my back and reaching around me to hug me, her hands wandering over my pecs and nibbling on my ear.

"Oh really, and what kind of vibe was that?" I asked as I reached back and ran my hand over the back of her thigh, playing with the cuff on her short shorts.

"Well," she purred in my ear, "she tried to make it sound business-like, but there were some personal things mixed in and her voice would change when she strayed. There's no doubt in my mind that she finds you interesting, but I think her interests may be broader than that."

"Really," I said softly as my hand found its way under the leg of her shorts and cradled her perfect butt cheek. She shifted sideways enough to give me a better grip and purred louder.

"Yes," she said softly, her hand under my shirt, her fingers teasing my nipples; "She asked me if I sometimes helped you with the shoots and when I answered yes; well, she quickly asked if I would be there when she came in for her portfolio shots. I told her I could probably arrange to be there and she said that she would like that as she was kind of nervous and all because she'd want a variety of shots. It was cute because then you could hear her get all shy and stuff and she said that she wasn't sure how comfortable she'd be posing in a swimsuit." Britt tugged on my earlobe with her teeth as she tortured my nipples.

I'd had about enough of the teasing and quickly spun and had a surprised blonde in my lap. I took her lips with mine and we kissed, our tongues intertwined as my hands now skirted under her tight top until I found an excited nipple. She squirmed in my lap, moaning into our kiss until I had to come up for air; "So, we both know she's not shy; I told you about her changing her tops in front of me. Her back was always to me, but it was a really nice back."

Britt took a nip at my nose and I quickly tweaked a nipple which brought her up short, biting her lip instead, eyes closed as I played. I rolled her taut nips between my thumbs and index fingers and she ground her ass into my lap. There's a direct connection between my lover's nipples and her pussy, which was surely wet now; "And you don't think I could resist a woman if she came on to me?" I gave a little tug and she moaned louder, her eyes shut so tight, her forehead wrinkled. She shifted in my lap, trying to straddle my thigh as I nuzzled her neck with my stubble-covered chin. I could feel the heat on my bare thigh as she straddled my leg with her back to me, leaning forwarded, trying to get some bearing on her anxious sex. I held her by the tits now as she kicked her legs, trying to rock on my thigh. It had to have been a sight, like a dog humping your leg and I quickly told myself not to relate that little vision to her later.

"Shit baby," she moaned, getting a foot-hold on the barstool leg. Between her hands on my knees and her bare foot on the chair leg, she had found her rhythm and the only thing to keep her from falling on her nose was my grip on her breasts. I thumbed her erect nipples, feeling her wetness on my leg soaking through the crotch of her shorts; I decided a little tease would put her over the edge.

"You're probably right baby, I got the feeling that Margo would have stayed and fucked me if the sports guy hadn't shown up." Britt moaned in reply as I continued; "I probably would have let her too, I get the sense that she pretty much gets whatever she wants. She has a great figure from what I could see, and a nice rack," giving her nipples a little twist which elicited another low moan. "Her butt was shapely," I continued; "it looked good and firm and she has long legs; I could see them because of the tight pants she wore...real tight." More moaning; "I'll bet she gives good head too, full lips and very soft too."

"Nnghgghh," my horny blonde groaned; it sounded like a question.

"Oh, I didn't tell you that Margo kissed me? Hmmm...," tweaking her nipples once more. "Yeah, she's a good kisser, talented tongue too." Britt growled now but never broke stride; "I wonder if she shave's her pussy?" I queried and Britt moaned once more, the pace picked up. "I'll bet she just has a landing strip," I kept up, "a soft curly patch just above her plump pussy...Hmmm, I wonder what Norwegian pussy tastes like? I bet it's sweet, like butterscotch." 

Evidently Britt likes butterscotch, "Oh Gawd!!" She cried as her body tensed and shook, her orgasm taking control of her. I held on tight, careful not to move her from her perch until she was spent. Only then did I pull her back to my chest and hugged her. Nibbles at her ear sent small shockwaves through her until she let out a final big sigh.

"You okay baby?"

"Couldn't be better baby," she purred; "Hey, do you know if we have any butterscotch pudding mix in the pantry? I've suddenly got a craving."

I laughed and hugged her tighter before standing up with her in my arms and heading toward the bedroom.

***Later that morning***

Laughter from across the great expanse echoed through the warehouse; "That's too much laughter for much work to be getting done," I mumbled to Britt as I worked on some photo touchup from a shoot I did earlier in the week of a local doctor and his family. 

Britt giggled as she was hunkered over her laptop working on some billing; "You're just jealous," she said. "Anyway, I can think of plenty of times you've had fun working...maybe not laughing, but moaning and panting can be fun." I glanced over in time to see her shift in her seat and lick her lips as she squinted at the screen.

"Yeah, I guess; anyway, I'm glad their business is doing well. Gina said they had a bunch of orders to ship out today and most of them out of the country. I'm really kind of surprised that someone would buy clothing of any kind from half-way across the globe; hell, anything I've ever bought on-line didn't fit worth a damn and I had to send it back."

"Well first off," she replied as she stood and stretched that long, lean body I worship; "A lot of places don't have any stores that carry the kinds of suits the girls have and honestly, as skimpy as some of them are, the fit is kind of secondary." She said this as she leaned over in front of me to collect a kiss, giving me a birds-eye view of her perky tits playfully jiggling under the cropped t-shirt she wore. Britt's kisses never fail to warm the nether regions and I began to cramp up a little in my shorts.

"Hey, that's a cute family," she said after taking my breath away and looking at the image I had on the screen of the happy family. I was about to reach down and try and discreetly adjust myself; "Have you ever thought about having kids?" Suddenly the adjustment was no longer needed and she went back to her computer.

"Uhhh...," I managed before my brain locked up, making sure that my mouth didn't spew forth with what would surely be an incorrect response. "Well, I guess not," I managed as my brain now searched for the rest of the answer; "I mean, I haven't really thought about it, like made a plan or anything...you know."

Britt tried to hide a smirk while looking studious as she continued to stare at the spreadsheet on the screen in front of her; "Yeah, well I haven't put it on my calendar or anything but I do want kids someday...no," she paused, "what I want is a family."

I waited for her to continue, feigning interest in tweaking the photo of the happy family on the screen. I was just about to give in and make another questionably wise comment when she mercifully continued; "I don't see it happening anytime soon, but I do want to have a traditional family someday, you know, the full deal with a house and a yard and a couple of kids, one girl and one boy...oh and a dog. The kids need a dog." 

Again, I just let it alone; "Do you like cats?" she asked as she spun her chair to face me. I stalled for a second before swiveling to face her. She looked so sexy sitting there with her long bare legs stretched out in front of her, wiggling her pretty toes. Her long legs disappeared into a small pair of cut-offs so short that the front pocket liners stuck out beyond the bottom of the leg. A light blue cut-off tank top made up the rest of her outfit, her nipples stretching the fabric taut.

I could feel her eyes on me as I took in the sights; "I'm a big fan of pussy," I replied, my eyes locked on to hers, waiting for a snarky rebuttal.

She never blinked; her tongue sneaking out of between her lips, just the tip. I think she just covertly stuck her tongue out at me, but before I could reply; "I'm a big pussy fan too, but I'm talking felines, the four-legged kind. Do you think our kids should have a cat?"

She said this while my eyes followed her right hand on its tour over her thighs before coming to a rest where my tongue wanted to be. The little bit of my brain that didn't have a strangle-hold on my cock screamed out; 'She said 'our kids', numb-nuts; pay attention!' "Uh, our kids?" My eyes still mesmerized by her finger playing along the seam that overlaid her precious slit.

"Up here Daddy," she giggled and like a cat, eyes locked onto the red dot of a laser-pointer, my eyes followed her finger upward until I was staring at her smiling face. About then the rest of my brain caught up with that small sliver that tried to shake me and the look on my face must have been one of pure terror. Britt's eyes grew big and then she laughed out loud and then quickly clamped her mouth shut with her hand. 

The clutch in my brain slipped, my brain free-spinning as I started to stutter, "Are you...are we preg...?" I couldn't finish the word; maybe if you didn't say it, it wasn't so.

"Oh baby," she frowned with a look of real compassion in her eyes as she stood up and slid into my lap and hugged me, my head nestled in her bosom, the place where our babies would nurse, their mommy nurturing them. 'I'm not ready to share,' a greedy part of my brain shouted as I tried to burrow my head into her soft cleavage. She ran her fingers through my hair lovingly, enjoying the moment and then whispered quietly, "No baby, I'm, no; we're not pregnant."

Relieved, I guess, I re-played her reply in my head, trying to discern the tone in her voice. Was it a sad tone, sad that she wasn't really pregnant or was it a sad tone, sad that she had scared the living shit out of me? I slowly turned my head to look up at her, not missing the chance to pepper little kisses on her breast. She looked at me with those glistening blue eyes, her soft fingers brushing the hair out of mine; "We're not pregnant," she repeated. "I'm sorry if I scared you but," and she paused to kiss me softly, "You know I will have your babies someday...not soon, but some day."

My heart had slowed to its normal cadence and now began to melt. I laced my fingers behind her head and pulled her back down for another kiss, only this one longer, passionate; "Nothing would make me happier than to make a baby with you, two babies, a dozen, as many as you want. I would have the luckiest children in the world if you were their mother."

"Oh god," she gasped, her lower lip quivering and I kissed her again and I could feel her tears of joy on my cheek. The kiss was long and loving but quickly turned to passionate and ravenous. Our tongues battled as we writhed on my crowded chair and my leg began to cramp. Without losing connection, I stood up with her in my arms and headed toward the queen-size bed that made up a part of the upstairs studio. 

I stood her upright at the foot of the bed and we tore at each other's clothes before I unceremoniously picked her up by the waist and threw her onto the bed. Naked, she spread her legs and her right hand returned to her pussy, the denim shorts no longer in the way. I stood there and stared down on my love, the future mother of my children and took in her splendor. My eyes ran from her sexy feet and up her sumptuous body until our eyes locked. Her blue eyes now shown black, the tell-tale sign of her degree of lust, the darker, the hornier...hers now made coal like a shade of grey. 

Her eyes now strayed from mine, moving downward, locking onto the hard cock in my hand, the one I'd absentmindedly been stroking, the head shiny from the pre-cum percolating to the tip. My eyes followed hers and then made their own trip, where her hands now rested between widespread legs, fingers parting the soft pink petals of her flower. Her nectar coated her flower and like a bee, I was powerless to resist. I crawled up onto the bed between her long limbs until I was hovering above her bloom. With my hands on either side of her, I leaned in for a kiss. Magically, un-assisted, the bee found the bloom and we groaned into our kiss as the pollination began.

Slow and deliberate, we came together, her nectar washing over my pulsating member as I planted my own seed deep inside her bloom. Too tired to talk, nothing needed said anyway, I rolled us to our side, still joined and we drifted off, wrapped in each other's embrace.

**Sometime later**

"Wakey, wakey," softly whispered in my ear. I felt a small, warm hand caressing my butt. Another sweet voice beckoned my love from her slumber and Britt just grumbled and pushed in tighter, her pussy hugging my flaccid cock. 

"Such a deal," Gina groused now loud enough to wake sleeping beauty. "We're downstairs busting our butts to get these orders out and these two are up here fuckin' around."

"Yeah," little Kate joined in, her hand still kneading my butt; "They should have yelled down to us. I'd have taken a break for a quickie," she giggled.

"I don't think there's such a thing as a quickie around here," Gina laughed as Britt mumbled some kind of expletive about being left alone. "George, lover," she continued as I managed to pry one eye open to look up at her; "We're done with our orders and we were going to go drop them off to ship. While we were boxing things up, Katie and I thought about Christmas coming up and since we're in the shipping mode, maybe we would go ahead and get our shopping done for the family and ship it out ahead of our trip home."

"Yeah," the little one chimed in, "it'll be weird not rushing around last minute. We were going to ask your girlfriend if she wanted to go with us, but we can see that she's probably not in the mood," giggling and raking her long nails up my side, sending shivers up my spine.

"Yeah, so while we're out, we'll probably grab dinner, so don't worry about us. We'll let you know when we're on our way home so you can drag your sexy butts out of bed. Oh, and while you were napping, Becky called and left a message on the machine." With that, the brunette leaned down and placed a kiss on Britt and my cheeks after which Katie opted for the lower cheeks. "Come on you butt freak," Gina snickered, "if we don't get with it, the postal place will close before we get there."

Kate giggled, giving Britt's butt a little nip and they both said goodbye laughing all the way down the stairs. I listened until I heard the big door rolling closed behind them and pulled Britt closer and nodded off again.

**Late afternoon, I think**

"My butt's cold," Britt pouted, trying to get closer yet and reaching back to try and find some covers. I reached down and ran my hand over her butt that really did have goose-bumps on it.

"Poor baby, you are cold." I rolled her over onto her back and lay on top of her, careful not to crush her. "There, does that help?" I grinned down at her and peppered her sweet face with little kisses.

"Yeah, that helps a lot," kissing me while snaking her hand between us and taking me in her hand; "Eww," she teased, "you're all sticky!"

"Well," I replied, stealing another kiss; "If you check, I think you'll find that most of that is your fault," rolling over until she was now on top of me. Her tits were too tempting and I pulled her up until I had one within lips reach. Britt purred as I switched from one to the other before breaking free and slipping off the bed, standing beside it. 

"Let's see who made this mess," leaning over and taking my half-hard cock between her lips. Her tongue played on my cock which came out of her mouth shining. Licking her lips, she smacked them a couple times; "I think it's a draw. I'll take some of the blame, or credit, but I think you are equally at fault here. Regardless, you're a sticky mess and I think a shower is in order," she smiled, offering her hand. I thought briefly about climbing back into bed, but I was starting to get cold too, so the warm shower made a lot of sense; that and the fact that the shower was a fun place to play as well and we had the place to ourselves.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 30



Carrying our clothes down the stairs, watching Britt's bare ass bounce along before me, I remembered something. "Hey," as we reached the bottom and I pinched her butt, eliciting a squeal, "Gina said that Becky left a message while we were upstairs; did you hear the phone ring?"

"No," she laughed, opening the front door and stalling so that I would bump into her. She ground her butt into my groin before moving on; "All I remember is a lot of moaning and groaning and grunting."

"You weren't grunting," I said.

"Wise ass," she replied as she made her way to the bedroom; "I'm not complaining, in fact it turns me on, but when you're on top," dropping her clothes on the bed and turning to take me in her arms, "and when you've got both your hands on my ass," grabbing mine, pulling herself in tight, "and you're driving that big, thick cock into my tight little pussy," thrusting her pelvis into mine, "it's like your caveman has come out. You're so wound up, so passionate, so in the moment that, I don't know, it just makes me want you even more, feeling how much you want me."

I looked down and her eyes were misty; I was kind of choked up...and hard as a rock; "God I love you," I said, taking her lips with mine.

"I can tell," she mumbled in our kiss, grinding against me.

Again, I took her up in my arms and headed for the shower. My lover purred as I managed to pull open the door and we made our way inside. The showering part was pretty standard with the body wash, the hair washing and of course all the groping and teasing. Satisfied that we were squeaky clean, I turned off the overhead shower and flipped on the hand-held; the one with the really long hose. Britt's eyes grew wide, she knew what was coming and was almost jumping up and down.

"Your pussy needs a little attention; it was a little scratchy earlier," grabbing the razor, the shaving gel and a couple of hand towels.

"You should know," her hand wrapped around my hard-on, lovingly stroking it slowly. 

I followed her to the built-in bench and she took one of towels and spread it out before setting her perfect ass down. I put my towel on the floor to kneel on and took my position between her spread legs. "Skooch," I said, grabbing a couple legs and pulling her butt closer to the edge. Her breathing was noticeably heavier as she stared down at me in anticipation. 

Leaning in, I took a long, slow swipe with my tongue over her sex, sending a shiver over her; "Yeah, a little stubbly."

"Good," she smiled, licking her lips; "Is stubbly a word?"

"Pretty sure it is," squirting the cool gel in my hand and slowly rubbing it to a foam until her pussy was completely covered. Britt chewed on her bottom lip as I skillfully ran the razor over her mound. 

I glanced up to look at her and she caught me somehow; her eyes were closed; "Pay attention, Buster," pointing down at my work area.

"Yes ma'am," I replied. I wiped and shaved, rubbed and shaved, inspected and shaved until she was as smooth as a newborn. Even in the heavy mist of the shower, I could see her excitement trickle out of her slick slit. Tempted to help myself to a sample, I opted for the rinse cycle; shave gel, even mixed with her sweet nectar is not a favorite. I took up the hand-held shower and turned it on, gently rinsing her girlish-looking sex.

"Okay, up and turn around," I said, straightening up to work the kink out of my back. A barely perceptible moan echoed off the tile walls as she obeyed, turning her back to me. "You know how this works," I said, giving her butt a little slap.

"Yes, Daddy," she said in her little girl voice. My dick jumped at the sound and I shook my head; 'Great, she's got my dick trained,' I said to myself. Obediently, my little princess spread her long legs wide and bent at the waist, her hands on the bench. She wiggled her butt and giggled as she looked between her legs and watched my cock respond to her tease. 

I gave her butt another playful swat and applied some of the cool gel right at the top of her ass crack. Setting the can down, I ran the edge of my hand down through the slickened split. Her moan was more audible now as I skirted over the top of her puckered pink hole. I worked the gel into a foam once more, a finger tip 'accidently' dipping into her ass a time or two. 

Ready to get down to it; "A little help please." Dutifully, she reached back with one hand and spread her right butt cheek while I parted the left. My cock jumped again and she giggled as her asshole winked at me. There really wasn't much to do back here, razor-wise, but I wasn't going to let the opportunity pass and she wouldn't have let me anyway, evidenced by the droplet of excitement that hung off her clit. I flicked at it and she jumped. "Don't move," I admonished, "I don't want to knick you."

"Yes, Daddy," she mewed, my cock jumped, her asshole winked again. I made quick work of the back porch area and gave her a thorough rinse; "One last quick check, sweetie," and I took possession of both hemispheres and buried my face in her ass.

"Oh Daddy," she moaned, both hands back on the bench and pushing back as I tongue fucked her sweet ass. "Dddd...ddd...aaadd...yyy" she cried as I buried my tongue as deep in her ass as I could and strummed her slick clit with my thumb. "Cummm...cumm...cuuumminnnggg Daddyyyyy!" Her body shook and her asshole sucked at my tongue as I worked her clit until she reached back and grabbed my wrist.

"No more...no more," she panted, her body continuing to quake. I held my tongue in place until I felt it being expelled and I released her butt cheeks, wrapping my arms around her thighs, hugging her and resting my head on her pillowy cheeks.

"That was fuckin' amazing, Daddy," she sighed.

I gave her a little nip on the butt and she yelped; "Watch your language, little girl," I said with a smile. 

"Sorry Daddy," she squeaked.

Strength regained, we made our way out of the shower and toweled off. I grabbed a second towel and stood behind her, wringing most of the water from her thick blonde mane. Britt looked at us in the reflection of the mirror and spoke as she caught my eye; "So you think I'd make a good mom?"

'Ho boy,' I said to myself, 'where is this going?' I paused just enough to seem like I was putting some thought into my answer, but not so long that it seemed I had any doubts one way or the other; "I think you'll be a great mother," throwing the damp towel over my shoulder and running my fingers through her hair to make sure I didn't leave any knots. 

Britt paused to consider my answer, I suppose, and she was about to say something when she had my attention in the mirror, but I beat her to the punch; "Why do you ask? Don't you think you'd be a good mother?"

"Well," turning and taking me in her arms and resting her damp head on my chest; "I've been thinking about going home and seeing my mom and dad. Mom is going to ask questions, you know, about school and boys, mostly boys, and I guess I've been rehearsing in my mind all the answers to all the questions she may come up with."

I kissed the top of her head and ran my hands up and down her backside; "Well what have you told them so far? I know they know about me, but I've never asked how much you've shared; I mean it's none of my business, but..." and I let it hang.

"Oh they know about you; I couldn't help but tell them about you right after we met." Britt purred as she nestled into the my chest, scratching her nose on my hair; "When I was a little girl, I told my mom that I would meet my prince one day and that I would know it the minute I saw him. Mom went along with it, but she always dropped little hints of caution to me. By the time I got out of high school, I think she figured that all my Disney-ish dreams were behind me."

I hugged my princess tight as she continued; "So when I called her the day after we met, I could hear some concern in her voice. I understood it, you know; she wasn't close by to make sure her little girl wouldn't be hurt, but I assured her that I would take it slow and really get to know you before anything serious happened." I could feel her grin and I hugged her tighter yet.

"I don't know, young lady; lying to your own mother like that," as my brain rewound to the day we met. 

"Well, I may have stretched the truth a little," she answered in her little girl tone, "but Mommy just didn't understand and I'm a big girl, and I really did know you, even though we hadn't actually met yet, but I did know you and I knew that everything that was supposed to happen was really happening." She leaned back and looked up at me, "I'm just glad that you didn't think I was some kind of psycho or something and brushed me off. I never gave the possibility of that a thought, but if it had, I would have been crushed, or..." pausing for effect, "I might have become one of those psycho stalker chicks and, well, it didn't happen, so no need to think about it."

I leaned down and planted a kiss on her nose, "I'll admit I was thrown a little when you brought up the whole destiny thing, but if I recall, I wasn't too worried about you because you weren't wearing enough to hide a knife or anything." That got a girlish giggle out of her and she sighed and burrowed into my chest as far as she could. 

I was content to just hold her and then a little chime went off in my head; "Hey, I just remembered that Becky had called. We better call her back, you know how fiery redheads get if you ignore them."

"Yeah," Britt said as she reluctantly pried herself loose; "that redhead in particular." I followed her bouncing butt into the bedroom and she grabbed the phone," I'll put it on speaker," setting her naked self on the bed. I took up a spot beside her and rested my hand on her thigh.

"Bout' time you called me back," Becky yelled at her phone, obviously on speaker also, "I was afraid you'd fallen off the earth or something."

"I'm sorry sweetie, we didn't hear the phone ring," Britt replied.

"We? Is our cowboy there?"

"Say hi lover."

"Hi Becky, how's our favorite cowgirl doing?"

"Hey lover; well this girl is dog-tired and ready to unwind, but I didn't want to go home to an empty apartment, so I was wondering what you guys were up to tonight."

We looked at each other and I just gave her that, 'Don't ask me' look. "Well, it's just George and I and we just got out of the shower and that's about as far as our plans go so far."

"Damn it, I missed a shower? My timing really sucks!"

"Sorry lover," Britt laughed; "You know you can use the shower anytime you want to, can't she?" asking me.

"Yeah, but I want to be sure there's someone to shower with," Becky came back, not waiting for my answer.

"No problem, a while back, George took, what was it, three showers on the same day?" Britt answered, her hand wandering up my thigh. "Anyway, what did you want to do? Do you want to out or something?"

"No, if it's alright with you guys, I'd like to just come over and hang out; oh, and I have that flash drive with all of Aunt Virginia's video of us from the ranch."

"Oh goodie," my little girl squealed, her hand wrapping around my cock. "I can't wait to see them; get your sweet ass over here!"

They squealed in delightful harmony forcing me to basically yell out, "If you haven't eaten, I can scare up something here."

Squealing subsided, Becky replied, "Ah thanks baby, that's nice. Can you scare up Chinese; I'm craving Chinese."

"Uh, well, I'll have to look and see," mentally taking inventory of the kitchen.

"Hey, don't sweat it, I kind of invited myself. Tell you what, call that place near you and I'll swing in and get it, just don't forget the Moo Shu Pork."

"That sounds great, babe, I haven't had Chinese in I don't know when. I so can't wait to see you. Just call before you turn the corner and we'll open the door for you," Britt answered excitedly.

"Will do," the redhead replied; "See you in a bit; Bye," and the phone went dead.

"I'm glad she called," Britt said, turning to me and then looking down where she had been absent-mindedly stroking me as she and Becky talked until I was stiff once more. "Sorry baby," she said with a grimaced look on her face, "I owe you one. I want to get the place picked up before Becks gets here." We stood and I pulled her back into an embrace for another deep kiss; "I'll hold you to that," letting her go.

She giggled as she skipped to the closet and then shouted from inside, "Maybe Becky and I'll just share you for desert; how does that sound?" My dick thought it was a wonderful idea. 

**Just a wee bit later**

Britt had thrown on a pair of white yoga pants that hit about mid-calf and a vest kind of thing that buttoned up the front and left a portion of her taut belly on display. Barefoot, she scurried around straightening up like the Queen was dropping by. I wondered if the Queen would be as impressed by the side-boob that showed through the arm-hole of the vest each time she leaned forward. "There she is," Britt yelled out as her cell phone chimed a personalized ringtone. 

I grabbed the remote for the rolling door as Britt answered the phone and then quickly ended the call and gave me the thumbs up. I mashed the button and then strolled out into the warehouse, following my girl. She didn't often wear yoga pants or leggings or whatever they were called, but I was a fan, particularly from behind. Like a second skin, they may have covered, but they didn't really conceal much. Her shapely legs were accentuated as the material color lent itself to shadowing and her muscular thighs and calves showed real definition. And the butt, well if I'd left any stray hairs back there, I think they'd have shown through and her crack was, well it was a crack, nothing left to the imagination. Bottom line, a coat of paint would not have hidden, or for that matter, shown more.

The girls squealed and hugged as Becky got out of her car. I waltzed up and awaited my turn; "Hey babe," the redhead gushed as she got up on tip-toe and hugged me tight before tipping her head back for her welcoming kiss. She hugged me again and whispered, "I looked at the flash drive before I left home to make sure I had the right one...I'm so horny right now, if Britt wasn't here, I'd let you bend me over my hood."

I gave her butt a good squeeze; "And if I wasn't here?"

"Yeah, I'd do her too, but I'd probably take her inside; floor's too hard out here."

"Okay, break it up you two," Britt said, standing beside us and making it a three-way hug, "we're letting dinner get cold."

I helped Britt grab the food out of the passenger side and caught a glimpse of an overnight bag in the back seat. I couldn't help but smile as I followed them inside. Britt led the parade so I had no option but to check out Becky's backside. In the dim light it looked like she had on the tightest pair of jeans known to man with a pair of black boots over the top. She wore a checked shirt tied at the waist, letting a hint of skin show, but I was more distracted by the alternating bounce of her tightly-trussed tush.

I was still hypnotized when we stepped inside and under the better light, the denim looked even tighter; the back pockets seemingly worthless. Britt set her armload on the counter and turned to get her first good look at Becky's get-up; "Oh my god, you look hot in those jeggings," she squealed. "Are you selling those now?"

'Jeggings?' I asked myself, still fixated on her bubble-butt.

"No," the sexy red-head giggled as she set down her purse and stepped back and gave a spin. My head was locked down as she spun and she slowed, making sure her pronounced camel-toe didn't slip by. My pea-brain still thought she had a pair of jeans on, and it must have been uncomfortable having that zipper and all the layers of material around it buried in what I personally know to be a very tight space. 

"Earth to George," Britt laughed, snapping her fingers in front of my face. Becky was laughing too as they stood side by side, hip to hip.

"So do you like them," Becky asked and I just gave a numb nod.

"Jeez, babe, where have you been? They're not real jeans; they're called jeggings; like these yoga pants only made to look like denim. Cool, huh?" Before I could answer, Britt bent down to see where my eyes had zeroed in earlier; "Ooo," running her index finger up and down crease. Glancing up, Becky had her eyes closed, chewing on her lower lip.

Stopping way too soon, Britt stood upright in front of her red-headed friend; "Teasing bitch," Becky snarled before reaching around the back of Britt's head and drawing her in for a kiss. Britt's back was to me as my dick and I took in the sights, watching my lover's ass undulating, her leg kicking up, trying to hook around the redhead's boot-clad calf. After a good minute of moaning and writhing, they broke. Britt turned my way, brushing her wild hair out of her face. My eyes took inventory; nipples erect, chest heaving and another camel-toe, this one profoundly wet, turning the white fabric dark. Becky had clearly extracted her revenge and verified it, making a show of slipping her finger in between her painted lips and sampling Britt's wares.

"Jesus," was all I could muster as I adjusted myself and moved to the kitchen to gather up some plates and utensils. The girls continued to visit, laughing and whispering until we sat down at the bar. I found myself in the middle as they caught each other up on all the girly gossip. Not surprising, I finished first and slid out of my seat and puttered around the kitchen until they were done. They got up and brought me their dishes and Becky stood beside me at the sink and said,"You never answered my question." I gave her a sideways glance with the one raised eyebrow signaling I had no clue what she was talking about. "You know, I asked you what you thought of my clothes." She rubbed up against me like a friendly cat.

"Well, I think it was pretty obvious what I thought, but if you need it verbalized, then yeah, I think you look very hot, but I've never seen you when you didn't, so..."

"Good save babe," Britt snickered from the refrigerator where she was stowing a mountain of Tupperware filled leftovers. 

"Thank you lover," she blushed, reaching around me and pulling me tighter to her side. "I saw that at least part of you was happy to see me, but a girl always likes to hear it too, don't we Britt?"

My Britt had taken her place to my other side and stretched up to plant a big kiss on my cheek; "Our George is no Cyrano de Bergerac, but in the end, I don't think there is ever any doubt on how he feels about someone." She gave me another kiss on the cheek and a little butt squeeze.

"Yeah, I doubt he excelled in poetry in high school, but he must have been at the top of class in Sex Ed!" That sent the girls into another rash of the giggles and I took the opportunity to slip my hands behind them both and nearly lifted them off the floor with my hands full of stretchy-fabric-covered pussy. They whooped and threw their arms around my neck and hung on. If the aisle had been any wider, I would have turned and just carried them out of the kitchen so I opted to just swing them both inward and we shared a kiss. Both girls giggled and squirmed when we weren't all kissing one another. 

It was painfully obvious that I was going to tire of this before they were, so I put them both back on their feet to mild protest. "Well, that was fun," Britt panted, holding onto my arm to stay upright.

"No shit," the redhead acknowledged, hanging onto my other side with her head against my chest. "I had an x-rated movie running through my head and we weren't wearing any pants in the video," she sighed.

"You're getting to be as bad as Kate," my clinging blonde said as her hand wandered down my chest; "she's getting to where she sees a porno scene wherever she is; I don't know how she gets through classes." 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 30



By now, she'd found her way to the bulge in my shorts and Becky was right there with her. I tried to distract them, or maybe it was me, anyway;" Funny, I haven't heard any of these stories." I was pinned up against the counter and had nowhere to go.

"I really shouldn't share but, when she shares these little x-rated scenes with Gina and I, the male star, if there is one, is always you and you mister are one nasty, nasty dude." Becky's hand had found its way inside my shorts and her warm hand was wrapped around my cock, stroking it slowly. 

Becky looked at me while her hand was busy and her lust was easy to read and I was ready for a repeat of our previous foray on the kitchen island; "Fuck," Becky moaned as she let go of me and pulled her hand out of my shorts. Both Britt and I must have had confused looks on our faces and Becky laughed. "God, I love you guys," she said, running her hand over Britt's cheek; "You can fuck at the drop of a hat, but I don't get this," now running her hands over both our cheeks, "whenever I want, so I want to make it last, you know, kind of build up to it."

"I thought that was foreplay," Britt replied as she held Becky's hand to her face and breathed in, smelling me on her friend's hand.

"Yeah, but I want to take my time and get all hot and bothered before, well you know," she even blushed slightly.

"Well, I agree wholeheartedly," I said, managing to slip out of my compromised spot; "I think foreplay is as enjoyable as the actual sex because as a guy, I've only got so many rounds in me before I'm spent, while you ladies can go on and on and on." I refilled my glass and offered to top of theirs.

"I can see that," Britt said, taking a sip, "but I'd guess that you've worn me out as many times as I've worn you out. Your dick may give out, but your tongue and fingers always know how to get it done baby," leaning her supple body into mine and stealing a kiss.

"Well if it's okay with you two," Becky said as she strolled over to her purse on the kitchen chair, "I'd like to continue with the foreplay," holding a bright red flash drive that she had taken from her purse.

"I can't believe I forgot about that, "Britt squealed as she left me standing there and wrapped the redhead in her arms and swung her around as she kissed the girl like a long-lost lover.

"Now that's more like it," Becky panted, trying to catch her breath. "George lover, does your laptop sync to that big TV in your bedroom?"

"Oh God," Britt moaned as she took Becky's hand and drug her toward our bedroom; "If it doesn't, he better damn well figure out how to. Come on baby, we need to rock this girl's world."

I swear I was just seconds behind them, but by the time I cleared the door jamb, they were in the middle of the bed, making out like horny high-schoolers, writhing on the bed, their hands wedge inside each others jeggings or yoga pants or whatever the hell they're called. 

Despite the distraction, I sat on the end of the bed and managed to get the laptop and flat-screen to play nice; the big screen displaying a long list of videos and jpegs. "Okay girls, show-time." I was being ignored as they'd managed to get each other's tops off and were abusing each other's tits while sawing their crotches together. I found enough room left over on the side of the bed and fluffed a pillow against the headboard and sat on the bed, laptop in hand, ready for the slide show. 

"Okay," I said again with a little more command behind it, but to no avail, so I just started searching the main directory. I quickly noticed that Becky's aunt had taken the screenshot stills and separated them out as to whoever was starring in those specific shots. She'd even gone so far as to give them cutesy names. I was curious and pulled up the one marked 'Naughty Niece'. 

The first shot filled the huge screen hanging on the wall and I was instantly impressed. First off, I was impressed on how big my cock looked with Becky's lips wrapped around it. Secondly, I was impressed by the clarity of a screen-grab from a security system camera. Our redhead's horny Aunt Virginia must have spent a fortune on the optics; hell, only Vegas casinos would bother with anything this good.

My cock head was poking out of the legs of my shorts as I nudged the wrestlers beside me; "Girls, the show's started."

They moaned, disgruntled by my interruption as they unwound from each other and crawled toward the head of the bed. Becky was beside me and didn't miss the peeping Tom poking out of the hem of my shorts. Giving it a quick peck, she took her spot next to me, leaning against the headboard. Britt was beside her, arguing with a pillow, beating it into submission before she was satisfied and turned around, flopping her back against it.

"Holy Shit," she said, focusing on the big screen. Becky remained silent, one hand teasing one of her hard nipples, chewing on her lower lip.

"I've gotta get me a big screen," she said under her breath; "my computer monitor just isn't going to hack it now." She turned and looked at me with those sparkling green eyes; "Big cock, big screen." Her other hand was in search of my cock and I helped out, lifting the laptop up.

I started the slideshow and set the laptop aside, watching 20 second snippets of our time out at the ranch. I lifted my butt to let the anxious ginger push my shorts down enough to give her full access. She moaned and I glanced down to see Britt's hand mirrored within the tight confines of Becky's faux denim. My love's eyes never left the screen as she mumbled her displeasure with both of their restrictive garments. Her other hand was down her own pants and I could make out every feature of her delicate fingers through the skin tight cloth.

"Ah, fuck...can you pause that?" Becky moaned, her frustration obvious. The picture on the screen was another close-up, obviously cropped, of my glistening cock head just splitting Becky's pouting pussy lips, the head of my cock still mostly visible. About half of my length, her tight slit, topped by the closely trimmed landing strip above, filled the screen. My cock pulsed in her hand and my mind once again noted how clean and crisp the shot was. 

Letting go of my dick, she quickly stood up on the bed between us; "Help me get these fucking things off," beginning to tug at the waist band. Britt and I sat up beside her and took a side and began the laborious task of shucking her from her pants. Her sweet, excited scent caught both our noses as we finally cleared her bubble-butt. Instinctively we leaned in for a teasing sample and butted heads.

"You take the back," Britt ordered and I gladly obeyed, twisting the redhead's hips until her butt was there in front of my face. Becky moaned as she tried to spread her legs as much as she could in the confines of her strangling apparel. With one hand on top of my head for balance, she cussed the pants, trying to push them down further. Meanwhile, I had both of her butt cheeks in my hands and pried them apart. Her pretty pink star winked and I gave it a kiss 'hello', tickling it with the tip of my tongue. 

"Fuck," she groaned, grabbing the back of my head, trying to smother me with her ass. She shuddered as I heard a slurping sound as my Britt had her lips locked over Becky's, tongue tickling a sensitive clit. 

The frontal and rear assaults were soon too much for the squirming redhead and she came hard, soaking Britt's tormenting tongue as mine tickled the inside of her sweet ass. Spent and weak, Becky began a slow collapse as Britt and I helped her land softly on her butt and then to her back. Laid out and breathing hard, Britt and I took advantage and each grabbed a leg and labored to skin the redhead of the damned leggings. "They look good but they're a pain in the ass," Becky cursed a she kicked her legs, trying to help.

"Sit still," Britt barked as we gained ground and finally worked the stubborn second skin over her feet. Britt ran a finger nail up the bottom of her friend's delicate foot and the redhead squealed and kicked again, nearly knocking me off the bed. 

"Behave yourself," I admonished Britt, planting my hand between her generous breasts and quickly had her on her back alongside her friend. "Sit on her," I commanded the naked redhead and she was quick to obey, kicking her leg over the stunned blondes head and planting her sweet bare butt on Britt's pillowy breasts.

"Hey," My lover protested, playfully kicking her legs and swatting at the bare cheeks in front of her. I managed to capture her legs between mine, squatting down, hoping that Britt remembered that I was in a vulnerable position. She settled down as I grabbed the waist of her super-tight leggings and began to peel them off. 

"How in the hell do you get into these things," I asked, grunting under the exertion. Becky giggled and then gave out a little squeak, leaning down to give me a kiss and also to give her blonde buddy better access to her slick sex. 

Becky took the opportunity to play with Britt's newly shaved pussy and had her moaning in an instant. I took advantage of the distraction and made quick work from the knees down, giving her a taste of her own medicine, tickling her feet while Becky managed to slip a slender digit into between her wet lips. 

I jumped off the bed, holding Britt's pants above my head in victory and the girls broke out laughing, Becky tumbling onto the bed. I later learned that they weren't laughing at my victory dance over Britt's britches. Evidently the combination of the twirling of the pants above my head, synchronous with my hard-on whipping around in front of me was just too much for them to take with a straight face. 

"Let's get on with the show," I directed, and they dutifully re-took their places with Becky sandwiched between Britt and I. 

"I love that shot," Becky sighed, my hard-on back in her hand. "I so want to make that the wallpaper on my phone," sighing and giving my cock a loving squeeze.

I grabbed up the laptop and restarted the slide show, "Did you do anything to these images," I asked, setting the laptop aside and letting it run.

"No," Becky replied, jumping slightly as Britt found her pussy once more; "This is just as I downloaded them," she said, gasping a bit as Britt teased down below.

"Well your aunt has pretty good Photoshop skills," Britt said with a whimper as Becky easily found her pussy waiting, her one leg spread wide, nearly hanging over the side of the bed. 

We sat silently, except for the occasional moan and giggle as we played. I had one arm over Becky's shoulder and settled on bouncing from one left breast to one right breast, teasing both of the girls as they diddled each other. Becky continued a long, slow, torturous jacking of my cock. Pre-cum perked from the tip which she deliberately distributed along my length.

We finally finished the Becky chapter of stills which co-starred myself, along with all three girls getting their licks in, as it were. The last shot was another close-up; this one of my load being applied to Becky's toned backside, my cock red and vein-y, cum flowing from the strained tip.

"Fuck me, that's hot," Britt moaned; "I'm not sure I can take much more of this."

"I know; huh?" Becky sighed as Britt's long fingers snuck out of the cavern that was Becky's thighs. Britt brought her wet digits up to Becky's mouth, causing the redhead to abandon her hold on me, grabbing Britt's wrist and sucking her essence off of her lover's fingers.

Unhindered, I grabbed the laptop and perused the index; "Go to the video named 'BG Barn'," Becky moaned as she rolled over onto Britt and they kissed hard, wrestling on the sheets, grinding wet pussies, mashing tits. I scrolled through the impressively long list and finally came upon 'BG Barn'. I cued it up and I quickly recognized the scene as when Becky and I went to the barn to straighten up while the others cleaned up the house.

Meanwhile the girls went at each other like they were battling for the MMA title only there were long pauses whenever an overwhelmingly tempting body part came within reach of tongues or fingers. After one impressive move that Britt made, putting Becky on her back, shoulders digging into the mattress with her hips off the bed and legs spread wide, my roomy caught the image on the big screen. Britt's eyes never left the video, ducking her head down and ravishing the redhead's soggy pussy. Becky moaned, both on screen and off, craning her neck to watch my cock plow her sweet snatch on the big-screen while Britt tongued her in real-time. 

All the while, I slowly stroked my hard-on, my eyes bouncing from scene to scene. Becky cried out, no longer interested in the movie as Britt had her pussy convulsing on the two fingers she had buried inside her hot snatch. "Fuckin' A, Britt," she panted as she eyeballed my hard cock in my hand. 

Britt's eyes followed her's and she looked back and smiled, admiring her favorite toy, hard and pulsing; "I think Becks has waited long enough for a real fucking." Abruptly pulling her wet digits from the redhead's pulsing pussy, she put them in her own mouth and licked Becky's essence with a snaking tongue.

Before the spent ginger had time to bemoan her pussy being neglected, Britt dropped her butt back on the bed and crawled over the cowgirl. Like a seasoned rider, my girl mounted her ride, landing her own wanting pussy onto Becky's welcoming mouth. Grabbing a hank of red hair like it was a saddle horn, she barked, "My turn baby," squirming on her friend's face; "Make me cum, lover. Eat me until I gush all over that pretty face of yours!"

Becky moaned and gurgled, her mouth full of slippery, wet pussy. She had an ass cheek in each hand and was going to town on my love. Britt's eyes were glued to the big screen, watching my cock pounding away at the redhead as we were perched on the hay bale bed in the loft of the barn. As I tried to watch both scenes, Becky's flailing foot glanced off my thigh, barely missing their treasured toy. Now having my attention and unable to speak, the nimble redhead planted her feet on the bed and hoisted her butt up and spread her legs wide as she continued to ravish Britt.

I catch on pretty quick most times and there was little doubt where I was headed next. Becky's pussy glistened, her inner lips distended, bracketing my target which gaped slightly. I moved over and planted myself between her feet and took in the sights. Britt was up front, continuing to smother our guest. Her perky butt would have red handprints on it for awhile; Becky was grabbing it so hard. Her back was ramrod straight and she purred loud as Becky expertly tongue-fucked the horny blonde. 

Becky's c-cups stood proud, her nipples stiff and visibly pulsing. One quick tug would probably bring on a snapping climax. Opting for the main course, I returned my attention to her beckoning sex, leaning down to swipe my tongue upwards from her pink starfish, up her sweet slit and pausing to kiss her stiff clit. Becky jumped, pushing her pussy against my chin. I backed out, giving her pussy a quick parting peck and on my knees, scooted forward. 

Cock in hand, I took another teasing tour, slipping the head of my dick between her wet lips, gathering her nectar and then played for a couple seconds. Nudging her clit, she bucked again, her pussy grasping for me. Backing down, I slid back between her wanting lips once more and missing my exit, I landed my wet crown on her puckered ass. Her tight star pulsed, inviting me in, but I opted for her constricting cunt and slowly made my way until I was planted balls deep.

Her pussy rippled on my cock as I held my place. I pulled her legs up tighter, her feet off the bed as she wrapped her legs around me and her pussy tightened, anticipating the fucking she so wanted. I gave her a couple of teasing strokes but wrapped in her strong legs, I couldn't get the motion I wanted. 

"Hang on Baby," I warned Britt as I backed out and grabbed the redhead's long limbs and brought them up in front of me. Britt squealed as Becky did her best to maintain her mount and let me wrestle her into position. Britt craned her neck around to scowl at me for interrupting her fun and her eyes widened as she watched Becky's cock swallow my rigid dick whole.

"Fuck her hard, baby," she moaned as Becky grabbed her ass cheeks harder and continued to give her a first-class tongue fucking. Sweat began to roll off my forehead as I held the redhead's legs tight together and began to relentlessly fuck her with long, powerful strokes, my hips and belly meeting her backside hard with each thrust. Her pussy quickly picked up the rhythm and her talented snatch sucked at my cock as I backed out and then rippled, drawing me deep with each forward thrust. 

I kissed and nibbled at her calves as I pounded her hard, rocking and swaying so my cock hit every square inch inside her at some point. Before long her pussy gave up the fight and it convulsed along my length. On cue, Britt had met her match and cried out; grabbing a couple handfuls of red hair and pulled Becky's face tight to her cunt and came hard, her entire body shaking. Out of control herself and most likely afraid of drowning in a sea of Britt's offering, she pushed the shaking blonde up and moaned loud as rivulets of white cream rained down on her face. Grunting, she glared up at me, her face bracketed by my lover's quivering ass, her pussy lips fluttering as her orgasm continued to ripple through her body. Unable to talk, her face and pussy told me the end was near. Screwing her eyes shut tight, biting on her lower lip, her pussy clamped down hard as I was bottomed out, my cock tip kissing her cervix. Her juices washed over my dick, trying to push me out, but her pussy was having none of it. I could feel her warmth trickle out and soak my balls, dripping on sheets that would be going into the wash before the night was through.

Britt finally gave up, spent and tired and crashing forward, face down on the bed. Obscenely spread before me, her pussy was an angry red, her lips distended and full, her entire crotch soaked. Her pussy was alive, her lips still wanting to be kissed, pulsing; the mouth of her cunt open, gaping, waiting for a darting tongue. I would have been happy to oblige, but my back was having none of it as I slowly reclaimed my length from the greedy pussy that continued to hug me tight.

Back on my haunches, I kneed myself to the right and gently laid Becky's legs onto the mattress before falling to my side. I managed to straighten out my legs as I lay on my back, stretching my feet toward the foot of the bed. Never one to let well enough alone, Becky reached out and drug a fingernail up the sole of my foot and I couldn't even retaliate. Disappointed, the pesky ginger gave up and absentmindedly ran her hand up and down what leg she could reach and I did the same. 

"I think Britt's asleep," Becky whispered softly.

"Yeah, you did a real number on her," I replied; "Her whole body was shaking when she came."

"Well, I thought I would black out when you came and I had that last big 'O'. Shit, I can't remember the last time I came that hard," digging her nails in slightly. 

"Yeah, well," not sure how to continue, then opting for humor, my go-to mechanism; "If I'd cum, it probably would have killed us both."

It took a three-count before my words registered and she shot bolt-upright and stared at my cock, still hard and ready; "You didn't cum? How could you not cum?" 

Now I was worried that maybe she was offended or hurt that her incredibly talented pussy had failed to extract my load. Thinking as fast as my blood-deprived brain would allow; "I was so caught up in watching you destroy Britt and then watching and feeling," emphasizing the feeling part, "you getting off, well I guess I was just distracted. I wanted to make sure my girls had a good time."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 30



"Hhmmph," she grunted with disbelief, spinning around and laying beside me and giving me a deep kiss.

"Tastes familiar," I said, licking my lips.

"Yeah," Becky giggled as she reached down and grabbed my cock once more; "she has the sweetest pussy."

I wrapped her up in my arms and grabbed an ass cheek and pulled her in tight; "I kind of think yours taste like strawberries," stealing another kiss. "Do all redheads taste like strawberries?" I asked as my fingers parted her firm form and my middle finger landed on her puckered star, stealing another kiss.

"You nasty fucker you!" she moaned, squeezing me dangerously hard, her butt pushing into my hand.

"What did he do know?" came the muffled question from the foot of the bed. Britt was still face down, her legs still spread wide. 

Becky tired hard to stretch out and tease the spent blonde's twat with her toes but I had too good a grip on her ass; "First off," she stuttered as my pussy-juice-slickened finger dipped slightly below the surface; "your boyfriend's trying to stick his finger up my ass," catching her breath as I slipped in to the first knuckle. "Secondly...oooh god...secondly, he didn't bother to cum when her was fucking me...ooooh shiiitt," gritting her teeth and glaring at me as I made it to the second knuckle of my middle finger.

Groaning and managing to turn onto her side, facing us; "Well, did he get you off?"

"Well...oh fuck yeah...uh...well yeah, I came so fuckin' hard I almost passed out...ahhh jeez!" she cried softly as I pumped my finger slowly. I felt the gap widen as Britt reached out with her foot and was prying the redhead's leg toward her to get a better view. I lifted my head enough to look over the pile of red hair on my chest to see my love on her side, her head resting in her hand, her arm propped up on the mattress while her left leg was propped the same, exposing her happy snatch which her fingers now lingered over.

"Well," Britt said softly, making eye contact with me, spreading her pussy lips apart, showing me how wet she still was; "since you got yours and I got mine, thank you by the way, that was incredible; it's only fair that he gets his rocks off, don't you think?" The grip tightened on my cock and I dropped my head back to the bed.

"Welll...yeaaahhhh..." Becky moaned loudly as Britt's assistance let me sink my finger the rest of the way into her friend's tight ass. Palm down, I wiggled my finger slightly in her butt and she moaned louder yet.

"Well then," Britt continued and I felt the bed move and then her hand on my leg as she crawled up us both. I heard the unmistakable sound of lips on butt cheeks and then felt her hand pressing down on mine, forcing my finger deeper yet into Becky's ass; "I think you should just let him fuck this ass he seems to like so much," planting a couple more kisses before pushing once more on the back of my hand.

"Yeessss..." Becky hissed as her ass clinched tightly on my digit and Britt made her way up to meet us. Pausing to nibble on my cock that was still in Becky's tight grip, she continued until she made it to Becky and gave her a lingering kiss before moving up and resting her head on my shoulder. 

I turned my head and got my kiss; "Enjoying yourself?" she asked. 

I gave her one of those dog-like questioning looks and then; "Oh yeah," crooking my busy finger and stroking slightly.

"Oh fuck me!" Becky yelped and we felt her body quake.

"You're mean," Britt giggled, nibbling on my ear lobe. She felt me grin in agreement and gave my ear another quick nip. 

Pushing off my chest, Britt said," Okay babe, let's do this," crawling down until she was back at Becky's backdoor. The redhead moaned as Britt grabbed my hand and slowly pulled the intruder from Becky's tormented ass. 

"Okay Becks, you get his big stick all wet."

Obediently, Becky got up on all fours and her long red hair cascaded down onto my crotch as her warm lips wrapped themselves around my cock. After a couple of attempts to take me to the root, she lifted her head and licked her lips, gathering the stringy mucus; "You're right...strawberry!" she giggled.

"Let me taste," Britt chimed in. Beginning to turn to offer a taste, Becky whooped as Britt wrapped her arm around her waist and slung her over my leg placing her upturned butt right where she wanted it. "Back to work," she barked, pushing down on the back of the surprised redhead's noggin until her lips came in contact with my cock once more. Extending her tongue to swipe along the bottom of my cock, she moaned as Britt's long and talented tongue swiped a path from her friend's clit and on up until she was dipping it into her pulsating asshole. 

Satisfied that both parties were equally prepared, Britt took command once more; "Okay lover, this is for you, so you just stay put," poking me in the thigh. 

"Becks," pulling the redhead up onto her knees and spinning her around; "Lover Boy loves his reverse cowgirl. You have control, but he gets the view," she said seductively. Like teaching a child to ride a bike for the first time, Britt guided her friend into position, my hard-on nestled in her ass crack. "One last lubrication check," she giggled, bending down and taking my cock into her throat with one smooth motion.

"Oh fuck," I groaned, half thinking about grabbing her head and making her finish.

"Okay," she giggled again, a long strand of thick mucus stretched from my cock to her lips. She gathered it up in her hand and pushed on Becky's back, bend her forward until her asshole came into view. Britt quickly dipped her tongue into the anxious redhead's ass before slathering the handful of saliva over her star and working a finger inside.

"Okay, you're both ready, let's do this." Becky raised up and scooted back slightly as Britt held my cock in position. "Okay Becks, let's fuck this cock!" My cock pulsed in her grip and she looked at me and smiled and winked...her winks are dangerous. 

"Oh God," Becky moaned as the tip of my cock broached her tight sphincter; "I forgot how big his cock feels in my ass."

"Yeah," Britt cooed softly, her hand on Becky's shoulder and the other around my cock; "I get it all the time and it always surprises me how fucking big it feels, but it feels fucking great!"

"Uh huh," Becky numbly replied as she slowly took me inside. I was too mesmerized to speak, watching my cock disappear into the impossibly small opening.

"Half way, baby." Britt whispered into Becky's ear as she nuzzled her, her hand now free of my cock but firmly holding a quivering ass cheek.

"So fucking full," Becky groaned, her ass hugging my cock, trying to keep it at bay. I had my hands behind my head to improve the view and let the girls have their way with me. I could feel my balls tighten as my cock was nearly fully ensconced in Becky's beautiful butt. 

"Almost there," Britt coached, her hand still perched on top of her friends butt, pushing slightly. I think we all three groaned in perfect harmony as her asshole, stretched and pulsing made contact with my groin; I was balls deep as they say in one of tightest asses I have ever had the privilege to plunder. 

"Just hold it there and get used to it," Britt continued. Becky moaned softly as her inner core massaged my cock and Britt massaged her tits, kissing her lightly on the lips. After just a few seconds Britt shifted till she was straddling my legs in front of Becky; "Ready to fuck our man?" Again there was a synchronous groan as my cock responded to Britt's question, causing Becky's inner walls to ripple along my length. I felt the warm wetness on my knee as Britt ground her wet snatch on it.

Britt hugged her tight and they rocked and I watched my cock slip slowly in and out of her ass as Britt worked herself over my knee. I can't even begin to describe how tight the fit was or how sexy it all looked. Red hair cascading down a perfectly sculpted back, pronounced dimples above a perfect pumpkin-butt with my cock trying to split her wide open.

"So. Fucking. Good!" Becky huffed as she lengthened her stroke, my cock now half exposed briefly before being sucked back inside. 

I moved my hands down to my side and grabbed handfuls of sheets and began to buck; "Gawd, Becky," I grunted, picking her up as I tried to bury myself even deeper. I felt the end coming and I briefly tried to distract myself, thinking of anything else that might prolong the ride; I really wanted to feel my redheaded rider cum once more on my shaft; "Sorry Beck...I can't hold it much..."

"It's okay," she managed to pant as she drove for her own release; "Give it. Cum...cum...cum!!" and then she screamed and my cock exploded. I grabbed her hips and held her down tight; pushing my load, round after round deep inside her. Her inner walls convulsed and stroked the underside of my pulsing member; Britt, hearing our pleas plowed three fingers deep inside the redhead's hungry cunt, driving her over the top. 

Just before I passed out, I managed to open my eyes enough to see Britt's dark blue eyes staring at me, willing me to give myself completely. One last fingered coaxing of my cock, along with a wicked grin triggered my final round and I was gone.

***Very early Sunday morning***

I woke up in a sweat; real toasty. Blinking a time or two, I regained my bearings and checked my limbs for proper function; I wiggled my toes and fingers and then curled my arms. Soft, warm bodies blanketed me as I lay on my back. Slowly, the tape inside my brain rewound and I recalled the last moments before darkness overtook me earlier; my cock twitched in remembrance too. Then my little buddy told me I had to get up and pee. It's at times like this that I really hate that a small part of my anatomy has such a strangle hold on me; I really wanted to stay put and enjoy the warmth; now that I knew what caused it.

Britt and Becky mumbled their displeasure as I tried to squirm them awake, only leading them to hug whatever they held that much tighter. 

"Baby," I said, turning my head to the left, astutely surmising that the tangle of blonde hair covering hers and half of mine was Britt's; "Britt, baby; daddy has to get up and pee." 

"But I'm comfy, daddy," she protested in her little girl voice.

A snicker arose from the disheveled redhead to my right; "Does that make you my daddy too?"

"Well shit," I mumbled.

"Don't say shit, Daddy," my blonde whispered, barely holding back the laughter.

"Yeah, Daddy," little Becky answered in a disturbingly sexy juvenile tone; her 'sister' Britt lost it this time.

If I could have shaken my head, I would have; this could only lead to more trouble for yours truly. "Well I'm fucked," I said to myself, at least I thought I did.

"We know, Daddy," Britt said in hushed tone; "I even saw you stick your thing in Becky's poopy hole last night. Don't worry, we won't tell anyone but Becky said she really liked it. Did you like it, Daddy?" 

This was all it took for Becky to bust up in laughter and the chance I needed to escape this torture. I launched myself from the bed and sprinted to the bathroom; the laughter from the bedroom never stopped and I was allowed to take a leak in peace for a change. I stepped into the shower and knew that I wouldn't be alone for long and sure enough, I felt a cold breeze on my ass as my girls opened the shower door.

As far as our showers usually go, this one was pretty uneventful but not without a fair amount of kissing and nibbling with soap-slick hands exploring. Becky demanded the signature hair washing package...her grinding on my package while I reached behind her, hugging her as I washed her long hair. Britt assisted, gingerly washing the poor little girl's sore backside.

One wash, rinse and repeat on my favorite blonde and we were soon out of the shower. "Funny we haven't seen the others," I remarked, blow drying Becky's hair as she did Britt's in front of her. They both looked at me in the mirror and just sort of shirked in answer. 

"Did one of you do something with the laptop and turn off the TV last night?" I asked.

"Not me," Becky yelled over the roaring of twin hair-dryers. "After you two worked me over, I don't remember a thing. All I know is I want to feel that again," as she bent slightly and tried to wedge my half-hard cock between her butt cheeks.

"Yeah, you two were next to worthless after that," Britt kidded, winking at me in the mirror. "After I pried your sweet ass off his cock," she continued, "I cleaned you guys up, turned off the TV, put out the cat, set the coffee maker..."

"You have a cat?" Becky squealed, the little girl returning. She glanced at Britt's reflection and my lover couldn't hold back the laugh; "You little shit," Becky barked, taking a swat at her friend's pert butt. Britt bolted, her hair dry enough, and headed to the bedroom, laughing as she went.

My little redhead turned to me, pouting, her upper lip turned up; "Wouldn't you like to have a little kitty, Daddy?" 

I took a fatherly stance while running my fingers through her hair and brushing it out of her eyes, nodding 'No'. 

She tried a little harder, a heart-wrenching look of disappointment on her face and I swear her lip quivered like she was about to break down and cry, but I held my ground. "No sweetie," playing along, "We have enough mouths to feed around here as it is." 

Going for broke, she leaned in and kissed my chest and I gasped as she wrapped her little hand around my cock and stroked it slowly; "You're probably right Daddy, you already have plenty of pussy to play with now as it is." I groaned and pulled her tight, grabbing her ass and lifting her off the floor, bringing her mouth to mine. 

Her hand still held me tight as my hands split her cheeks and my fingers explored; "How the fuck does Britt get anything done with you around?" she moaned in my ear as she nibbled on my shoulder.

"It ain't easy," my stealth one whispered, joining in for a group grope. Just before the point of no-return, I released my hold on Becky and her feet found the cold floor. She gave me one last token pout and then turned on her playmate, wrapping her in an embrace and kissing her hard; "You know, that wasn't very nice to kid about having a cat," she whined again, back in little-girl mode.

"I'm sorry baby," Britt replied, hugging her and comforting the upset child; "I couldn't resist, but other than the bit about the cat and the coffee..."

"No coffee?" my turned to whine.

"No, no coffee," she said in an exhausted tone while the little redhead giggled; "but I did turn off the TV and sat the laptop on the dresser, but it's not there now." She raised her eyebrows and tilted her head, questioning, and then all of us knew the answer at once. The girls giggled and bounced out of the bathroom in search of the other two comely housemates.

It wasn't a very intensive search as we found them in their bedroom spooning bare-ass on top of the covers with the dead laptop on top of the pillows at the head of the bed. Britt carefully crawled up on the bed beside them and brushed Gina's tousled hair off of her face and gave her a gentle kiss on the her full lips. The statuesque Amazon was in never-never land, breathing softly, her ample breast cradled in Kate's hand as the little one snuggled in tightly behind her best friend and lover. Britt smiled at us as we stood to side and admired the serene sight. Carefully, Britt leaned over Gina, arching her back to clear her and brushed enough of Kate's ebony mane aside enough to plant a kiss on her cheek. 

All this time, Becky hand been leaning her warm, naked form into my side and I felt her reach again for my manhood, holding it firmly. With a quiet whimper, I looked into her green eyes and she nodded her head back to the bed and my eyes zeroed into what had caught her attention. Still arched over her roomies, our sensuous blonde had spread her knees slightly for balance and her sexy slit, wet and wanting, teased us.

Britt turned when she heard both Becky and I moan and broke into a big smile watching the transfixed ginger as she slowly stroked my hard-on, chewing on her lower lip with her eyes locked onto Britt's backside. Letting out an audible sigh, Britt gave the cuddling couple a parting kiss and slowly backed off the bed.

"Come here, you horny little girl," she whispered, taking Becky's free hand and quietly led us from the bedroom. 

I didn't really think a bomb going off outside would interrupt the slumbering duo, but Britt drug us both back into the bedroom; "What am I going to do with you two," she said, pivoting in front of us, hands on her hips in a motherly stance. Bringing the whole MILF thing to an entirely different plane, Britt stared intently at us before zeroing in on the blushing redhead; "Well?" our insanely sexy, naked mother-figure asked.

Becky had released her hold on me and I instinctively took a step to the side to get out of the line of fire. Becky was standing there squirming, looking down at her feet, avoiding eye contact. 'These girls really missed their calling,' I told myself, detaching myself from the scene and quietly taking it in although I noticed I did unconsciously have my hands in front of my privates. 

I felt 'Mom's' eyes on me and I looked up and she smirked and then gave me a knowing wink; "Georgie, come stand over here while I figure out what to do with your sister." She nodded to her right and I obediently took my place, again out of arms reach.

"Okay young lady, come here," as Britt took a step back and sat on the end of the bed. The little girl, obediently, albeit it slowly, made her way until she stood in front of 'Mom'. Her eyes were still glued to the plush carpet. 

"Look at me young lady," the unclothed mother-figure said. Sheepishly, the chastised child slowly raised her head until their eyes made contact. In the back of my mind, I knew this is where they would break character; there was no way they could both keep a straight face. Amazingly, like they had been in rehearsal for weeks, they held station.

"How many times have I told you young lady that your brother is not a plaything?" My 'sister' dropped her head again and was quiet as she picked at the carpet with her toes. "You have to understand, "she continued, taking Becky's hands in hers; "that girls are inherently smarter than boys, so it's our job to keep them in line and make them understand what is right and wrong."

'Hey!' I interjected silently as Britt looked at me and gave that little wink once again as she continued; "You remember that we talked about; even though your brother likes it when you play with his penis, it's just something that sisters and brothers don't do."

"Yeah, but he tickles me and stuff!"

"Yes, well tickling and kidding around is just fine, and I want to see you two enjoy being around each other and playing, but, well, it's just not right to touch certain parts of each other."

"Okay," little Becky replied, glancing quickly at my crotch, which I quickly covered again; "but..." and she looked up at the ceiling for the question; "but okay, how about when we hug? I mean, when we hug, our parts touch and George likes to hug a lot," she giggled and it was my turn to blush. Becky was on a roll now; "especially when we don't have our clothes on Mom." The little redhead again played with the carpet nap with her toes; "Remind me again why we always take our clothes off when we come home from school or somewhere. None of my friends are naked with their family all the time like we are."

"Well," caught off guard but rallying back; "You don't know what they do when you aren't there, just like we don't take our clothes off when you or your brother have friends over. And the reason we like to be naked, I mean at least, the reason I like to be naked is that is the way I was raised and it just feels right and it feels good to take off your clothes and let the air and sun get to your skin. I think it's the way we were intended to be. No other animals make clothes to cover themselves with, so I'm not sure why we should have to."




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 30



Becky mulled that over a little; I knew she was stalling and so did 'Mom'. "So," 'Mom' continued; "no more touching your brother's penis and you," looking at me, "the same goes for you, no touching your sister's vagina or her breasts."

"But Mom," doing my best whining pout which was evidently not up to standards as they both had to look away to keep from busting a gut, but I continued; "Becky can touch me here," placing both hands on my chest. "How come I can't touch her titties?"

Again, they both damn near lost it and it was all I could do not to crack up and just grab them both and take them to the mattress. "Well," regaining her composure; "the breasts, as I would prefer you call them, are very sensitive and not meant to be handled roughly, or poked." She paused, evidently to let it sink in; "So do you two understand?"

"Yes Mom," we said in harmony and looked at her with what was supposed to pass as remorse; it didn't work. "Okay then, but Becky, I still need to punish you for grabbing your brother's penis earlier."

"But Moooommmm," she really whined; "I just said I'd never do it again," stamping her bare foot for emphasis.

"Yes, but you said that last time, so you need to be punished. Maybe it'll take this time and I won't have to do it again. Okay," patting her knee.

'Oh god,' and my cock pulsed, and I quickly covered it with both hands; 'Mom' was going to give Becky a spanking! 

Becky whimpered a bit, but took 'the position', lying across Britt's lap. Looking down at the carpet, waiting to pay her penance, Becky couldn't see Britt look at me with her blue/black eyes, glistening with excitement, leaving no doubt that she was turned on as much as I was and I wrapped my hand around my hard-on.

"Okay baby, you know this hurts me as much as it hurts you," she said as her left hand landed squarely on the young redhead's alabaster butt, a rosy handprint showing immediately. Becky tired to cry out, but the moan of pleasure overtook it. Britt looked over at me and then at my cock, her eyes now coal black, her tongue licking her lips. "Stroke it," she said in a low whisper as she landed another swat on the opposite cheek without so much as looking down. 

"Unhh..." little sister groaned as she squirmed in her mother's lap. Britt reached out to me and I moved closer, careful not to bump into sis as Mom landed another blow. Becky moaned louder now as Britt closed her eyes and her mouth formed a perfect 'O'. Always the obedient son, I leaned in just enough to let the tip of my throbbing penis kiss her lips and her tongue peaked out and swiped at the dark red head. 

Becky's moaning was now non-stop and I paused long enough to pry my eyes away from my cock playing at the entrance to 'Mom's' warm, wet lips to look out and see that 'Mom' now had her daughter's legs spread wider and her fingers played with the vagina that I was forbidden to touch. I thought briefly about continuing with our little drama when I felt Britt's hand reach around and grab my ass and draw my cock into her warm mouth. 

"Ah Fuck!" I groaned.

"Now George, let's watch our language," before taking me back into her mouth, swallowing me until I was in her throat.

"Yeah George, language," Becky managed to mumble through her moaning, followed by a resounding swat. "Oh mother fucker..." SMACK!...followed by a visible tremor and more moaning as Britt's fingers resumed to plunder the youngster's pulsing pussy.

The ever-talented Britt kept up the pace until she had Becky and I sync'd and the young redhead cried out, her orgasm racking her lithe young body. At the same time, my end was near and Britt knew it, backing off enough to take me in her hand and jacked my erupting cock into her warm mouth, her lips and tongue teasing the head of my prick until I thought I may pass out for the second time in the last 12 hours. I put my hand on her shoulder and managed not to collapse as she drained me dry.

Becky was spent, draped over her 'Mother's' legs; "Roll over baby," Britt gurgled. My head cleared enough that I was able to look down and focus as I watched Mother and daughter share my load, my viscous seed dripping from 'Mom's' sweet mouth into the innocent mouth of my little 'sister'. 

"Well shit," I moaned as my cock lurched and one last drop of cum eked out onto the carpet as I turned and collapsed on my back onto the bed. I lay there, breathing hard and spent, listening to the unmistakable of energetic kissing and then; "He said shit Mommy!" This time we did lose it and they joined me on the bed and we hugged and kissed, a happy family.

Spent, mentally and physically, I snuck upstairs and spent the rest of the day goofing off surfing the web, listening to the four girls giggling and carrying on downstairs. Once or twice one of them would stick her head out the front door and yell up some question about the quickly approaching Thanksgiving weekend, but I safely managed to dodge any serious decisions; I was clearly just along for the ride.

** Thanksgiving weekend **

Actually, the weekend started on Wednesday afternoon. Becky's Aunt was hosting the extravaganza and decided that it would all happen at her ranch. It was all the girls could do to contain their excitement at the thought of returning to that picturesque spot where we'd had some incredible fun and I'll admit that my pants got tight every time I thought back to that weekend.

My girls also decided that we needed to take the motor home out there again even though Aunt Ginny insisted that there was more than enough room in the house. She was only going to spend today and Thanksgiving Day and night there as it was a big weekend for her western store. Becky would have to head back into town to work on Sunday but we were welcome to stay as long as we wanted. 

All three of them had short schedules that day and we were loaded up and on the road by mid-afternoon. The traffic was a little heavy; seems we weren't the only ones sneaking out of town early. The girls all sat on the couches behind me as I navigated the crowded road; "I can't wait to see Don again," Kate sighed longingly and the others just broke out in giggles at the little one's dramatic retrospect.

"Well I'm sure he'll be glad to see you again too," Britt said as she looked over at the snickering Gina. I'm still not sure whether or not little Kate is aware of the effect she had on the horny little burro. Every time, without fail, the horny equine developed an impressive erection whenever Kate gave him any attention at all. Admittedly, if she puts her mind to it, the little vixen can get my motor running without too much effort, but it takes a bit more than simply scratching the top of my nose or between my ears to get it done.

"Yeah," Katie sighed, "it'll be fun to be back and forget about school for a bit before finals," flopping onto her side and dropping her head onto Gina's lap.

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it too," Gina replied, running her fingers through Kate's long black hair. 

"Babe," Britt said from behind me, stretched out on the couch; "you doing okay there? Can I get you some water or something?"

"Yeah, a water would be nice," I answered, my eyes straight ahead, keeping an eye on all the yahoo's on the road ahead of me.

"Okey dokey," she answered back and spun off the couch and wandered barefoot back to the kitchen. I glanced at the rear view mirror just as my love opened the refer door and bent at the waist to grab a water off the bottom shelf. Her perfect ass cheeks peeked out of her shorts, perched upon her perfectly sculpted legs.

Gina let out a long wolf-whistle; "Nice ass babe," her eyes locked on to the sight as well. Britt giggled and gave us a couple shakes and then stood back up straight and hip-checked the fridge closed.

"Don't forget to latch the door," I yelled back over my shoulder.

"Yes sir," she barked back and the other two laughed at our exchange.

"Here you go captain," my blonde beauty said, cracking open the bottle and putting it in the holder before landing in the co-pilot's seat.

"Thanks babe," taking a long pull of the bottle. Placing it back in the holder, I watched as she threw her sexy feet up onto the dash and stretched like a cat. The shorts rode up her long legs and her shirt rose when she stretched, exposing her firm mid-section; I had to readjust myself in my seat. 

"Uh baby, make sure you buckle up."

"Yes sir," she groused, twisting around to find the belt, her beautiful butt on display once more. 'Keep your eye on the road,' I told myself, looking out the windshield.

"There," she sighed, finally settled in and buckled up; "So baby, did you and Becky talk at all about her aunt or anything?"

Clueless, I replied, "Uh, what do you mean?"

"I mean, when Becky was at our place, did she talk to you about...uh, did she mention anything about us and...well, you know...last time?" 

Very un-Britt like, she was tongue tied, but the ever-upfront, no B.S. Gina chimed in, " Jeez Britt; what she trying to say babe is that Becky talked to us about being a little nervous about Thanksgiving; what with Aunt Ginny being a peeping cougar and all. I think Becky is convinced that her aunt knows that we know about the cameras and recordings and that is part of the reason we are having Thanksgiving at the ranch."

"Yeah,"Britt took over, "Becky doesn't know what the next move should be, or even if there should be a next move." She paused a second to see if I wanted to say anything, but I stared straight ahead and maybe grunted.

"Anyway, Becky is almost certain that she knows we know cuz she keeps talking about us, but mainly you, and about the ranch. She asked if would be okay if she asked you some questions about some work she thinking of doing on the barn. Well Becky could only answer yes, but then she started thinking more and getting nervous and well..."

"Good lord Britt," Gina injected again; "George, Becky is nervous that Aunt Ginny wants to back you into a dark corner of the barn and have you plow her back-forty!"

I thought about stalling and making a joke about her getting her terminology right and that plowing was generally done outside of the barn, not in it, but Kate's boisterous laughter caught us all off guard. She quickly sat up, her eyes grew big when she noticed the other girls weren't laughing with her; "You mean she was serious?"

They both nodded and Gina pulled her in and hugged her, comforting the innocent one. Britt wasn't buying it though; "Really Kate, you didn't think that Becky was seriously worried about Ginny coming on to George? You're the resident expert on porn and we've caught you watching videos about the stepmother having her way with her step-son or my favorite, the innocent babysitter ending up with her face buried in her next-door neighbor's middle-aged pussy."

"Well yeah," the little one beginning her defense; "that's just all fantasy and make believe."

"Yes, for the most part it is," big-sister Gina reassured her; "but it does happen in real-life, it has to; those guys writing porn can't be that creative!"

"Yeah, I guess you're right," the little one replied, chewing on a finger nail, her mind swirling around the possible scenarios. "There are a bunch of sites on the net that are just about older men and women hooking up with others our age. I don't know if I could do it though," scrunching up her little nose.

"Wait a minute," Gina straightened up, nearly vaulting Katie off her lap. "Aren't you the one who gave our 'older'," throwing up the air quotes, "business partner a blow job behind the counter of our store?"

"Well yeah, but that was...well, he really need... I mean, I felt sorry for..." Kate squirmed in her seat and finally defeated, sighed; "Okay, I liked the guy and it turned me on that I could tease him and get him, you know, all excited. I guess I kind of felt guilty that I got him all hard and everything and it would be mean to just leave him that way. Anyway, he had a pretty nice dick for an old guy and it didn't take near as long to get him to cum as it does George!" She huffed and crossed her arms, satisfied that she had explained her say out of that corner.

Gina wasn't done though; "And you liked it too! So back to Aunt Ginny; she's been watching her niece, George and the rest of us having sex all over her property and it obviously really turns her on. From what Becky says about her and the couple times we've been around her, I think the old girl would probably rape lover boy if she thought she could get away with it."

I just shook my head and pretended like I wasn't hearing this conversation as I stared down the road; I heard Britt stifle a laugh. 

"Yeah, well," the little on started in, feeling she needed to defend herself or maybe even me; "So yeah, maybe I did like making Johnny pop his cork and yeah, maybe I did get myself off while I did him, but...but...but what if George doesn't want to, you know...what if he doesn't want to make...uh...what if he can't...uh"

"Jesus Fucking Christ, just say it girl!" Gina barked. "What if lover boy doesn't want to make an old ladie's fuckin' wet dreams come true? Shit, if she has her head turned on, I'll bet she'd make sure she got boned somewhere that she could make sure it was taped and she'd get off on that until she went to the great beyond!"

By now, Britt had lost it and was doubled over laughing, the seatbelt the only thing keeping her in her seat. Me, I was kind of dumbfounded at this point.

Fighting to catch her breath, my true love, the one I saw spending the rest of my life with asked; "So baby," fighting to subdue her laughter, "So, would you plow Aunt Virginia's field if she asked you real nice?" 

Now Gina joined in on the laugh-fest and I looked in the rear-view and saw Kate sitting there, still a perplexed look on her face as her two roomies laughed until tears rolled down their cheeks. Katie caught me looking in the mirror and I gave her a wink and she gave me a subdued grin, knowing I had something in mind.

I let Gina and Britt get over themselves and I took a sip of water and handed it to my love and as she sipped I said," I'll bet Ginny gives a real mean blow-job, what with all the practice she's probably had over the years."

Britt spewed a fine mist over the dash and turned to me and glared. "What?" I said, hunching my shoulders as I looked back to the road; "It kind of sounds like you've already got me pimped out and I actually think that Ginny is beautiful woman and as near as I can tell, she's taken care of herself and if she's been without a man for as long as I think she has, I'll bet she'll be a hell of a lot of fun in the hay."

A quick glance told me that Britt was still a bit shell-shocked, so I continued; "And I recall when we met her for a fitting and I told you that she felt me up when she was checking my in-seam, that one of you, and I don't recall which, but one of you definitely said that you would do her without a second thought." 

They quickly exchanged glances, trying to get the others to admit that they were the ones that had expressed their admiration for the country-cougar. I just resumed my duties behind the wheel and let that past couple minutes digest. Britt cut herself loose from the co-pilot's seat and joined her crew behind me on the couch and a whispering confab went on for a couple of minutes.

"Okay," Britt, their fearless leader began, "We'll all admit that we're all a bit curious as to what it would be like to experience an older woman on a sexual level..."

"Yeah, she might teach you a thing or two," I interrupted, only to feel the burning glare on the back of my head.

"Yes," she continued, "there may be something to be learned at a historical level; (my turn to hold in a snicker) and we were talking and thinking that as we get older, it might be fun to be made love to by a younger, strong and virile man, you know, to remind us how it was in the good-ole days."

She paused, thinking she'd draw me into her trap, defending my future self. I glanced at the mirror and caught them looking at each other in defeat. "So no, we haven't already sold your services, but now that I say it, I'll bet we could make some serious coin for the next few years;" still trying to get a rise out of me. Another glance in the mirror let me know that she was done, ready to surrender...yeah right.

"Okay babe," she said, taking her spot back in the passenger seat, the other two moving up behind us on the couches; "seriously; what do we, or more likely; what do you do if you find yourself in a somewhat compromised situation with Ginny?"

"Well, I guess first and foremost, what about Becky? She's the one I'm really more concerned with in this situation; I mean other than you three." I paused for the obligatory 'ahh's and that's so sweet of you'. I continued; "Did she give you guys any clue as to what she might expect or what she would be okay with?"

"You know," Britt replied, "as much as we talked about it, I don't think she really gave any definitive type of answer. I really think that like us, she's more concerned about her friends than her aunt. She obviously loves her aunt and wants only the best for her, and in a way, I kind of think that if Aunt Virginia did something naughty that Becky knew about, it would make it easier on her about our situation."

"So Ginny obviously knows about all of us, but she and Becky have never outwardly acknowledged it and even though I'd bet the moon that Ginny knows that we know about her video surveillance fetish, she'd like to think that Becky is in the dark about it."  

I turned to Britt and she nodded her head in agreement, "Yeah, I think that's about how it stands. I'm not sure either of them will really want to fess up to the other, not knowing what the honest reactions would be on either side."

"Well, hell," I said as I took the turn off the main road and took to the two-lane that headed for the ranch; "I guess we'll just have to play it by ear and see how it goes. I just don't want to do something that will ruin our relationship with either of them and certainly not between each other."

We drove on silently the rest of the way, turning onto the ranch road and passing through the un-locked gate. I hadn't slipped it into park before the girls bolted out the door. Brett and Gina headed for the house while little Kate headed toward the corral in search of her buddy, the burro.

I took a few minutes to shut down the coach, set the levelers and make sure everything was ship-shape; "Well hello there good-lookin," came the seductively mature greeting.

"Well hey, Ginn..." I stuttered as I turned and looked at a different Aunt Virginia. The few times we've seen each other has been at her store and she was dressed in varying western outfits; apropos for the job. It was a good look on her and she made sure that there was never a question that she was of the female persuasion; a bit of cleavage and jeans that fit just right. 

Now though, the cowgirl was gone and a SoCal beauty stood in the doorway. Her long hair hung loose over a strained v-neck tee. The screen-printed Nirvana tour art nearly obscured what appeared to be substantially hard nipples; 'odd, it's not cold out'... The shirt was tucked into a pair of cut-off denim shorts that showed off a pair of strong and shapely legs. A pair of vintage red Ked's adorned her tiny feet.

She took the couple steps up to the main floor and did a slow turn, looking over her shoulder, never losing sight of my face. "So," she said softly, pausing to shake her tush before facing me again; "It's good to see you again too," her eyes taking a quick glance downward. 

The nearly imperceptible nod brought me back to the present and I sensed a tightening in my shorts; "Uh, yeah...Ginny, it's good to see you again," stepping forward to give her a hug. I leaned in slightly for an appropriate hug, you know, when you hug and you're cheek to cheek, arms loosely wrapped around each other. I breathed in her subtle intoxicating scent, grateful that there was safe gap between the rest of our bodies and then quickly broke our embrace having lost track of how long we had really held each other. 




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 30



"Uh, yeah, well..." I stuttered, holding her out at arm's length, "Wow Ginny, you look great, I mean, I wouldn't have recognized you out of your...well, I mean not in your...well shit." I felt myself turning red and Ginny let out a girlish giggle.

"Thanks George," she beamed as she did another quick pirouette; "you didn't really think I just wore western clothes because I own a ranch and a western wear store did you? After all, I am a California girl, born and bred."

"Yeah, well, I guess I'm probably guilty of that since it's all I've ever seen you wear, but I'll be the first to thank God for warm California fall days." This time I took my time and did a flirtatious up and down scan of her as she posed and straightened out her back, thrusting her girls front and center; "And I've always been a Nirvana fan."

Ginny laughed and gave them a little shimmy before she hugged me again, her head against my chest and her firm tummy grinding into my crotch. With a sigh of resignation, she let me go and turned and reached back for my hand; "We better join the others or they'll start thinking we're doing something naughty in here," giving a quick wink before she lead me out the door.

Just outside the coach, the braying of a donkey blistered the air. Ginny turned and saw Kate's perky, short's clad butt sticking out as she had half crawled through the corral fence, her arms wrapped around the neck of the happy and obviously horny little equine. "I better go save that little girl before that oversexed little stud drags her into the corral and tries to have his way with her!" she huffed. "Becky's in the house; I'll see you in a few after I make sure everything is okay out here; " letting go of my hand and turning to go to Kate's rescue, but not before reaching back and giving me a little pop on the butt.

Sure that Katie was in good hands; I walked over to the house and walked in the front door like I owned the place. "George!" came the excited squeal from the redheaded streak headed my way. I braced myself as she launched herself from halfway across the living room and wrapped her arms around my neck and her long, bare legs around my waist. With laser precision, her lips found mine and she wrestled my tongue with hers as I grabbed a couple hands full of firm ass and hung on for the ride.

"It's so good to see you," she panted, her green eyes boring into mine; you'd think we hadn't seen each other in months.

I gave her butt another loving squeeze and turned to set her butt on the back of the couch. She reluctantly let go of my neck to steady herself on her upholstered perch, but her legs stayed put. "It's good to see you too," I said, running my hands along the outside of her tight thighs until I reached the underside of her knees and tickled her. She giggled, unwittingly kicking me free.

"Hey, that wasn't fair, "she pouted, back on her feet and on my tail as I went in search of the Britt and Gina.

"Hey babe," Britt said as I walked into the kitchen to find her and her long-legged Amazonian princess sitting on the counter, their bare feet swinging as they sipped tall glasses of ice tea. "I hear that Becky found you;" she smiled.

"Yeah," I said, glancing over my shoulder at the beaming red-head.

"We got the same greeting," Gina said in a sultry tone, her eyes on the exuberant ginger.

"Guys," Becky said with an exhausted sigh as she took a spot next to Gina on the counter; "My aunt is driving me nuts! You guys couldn't get here soon enough!"

"Huh," I said, helping myself to a glass and rummaging around for the ice in the freezer. "I just saw her in the motor home before I came in; she seemed okay to me."

"Good thing Katie was with you," Becky sighed again, looking down at the floor.

"Actually, Kate was out at the corral getting Don all worked up." I laughed; turning and looking at Becky who looked back with eyes bugged out.

"Virginia had you alone, cornered with nowhere to run and you came out unscathed?" she asked with sincere trepidation.

"Yeah," I laughed again. "A couple of nice hugs, but no groping or anything;" giving her an accusing look.

"Yeah, okay," she snickered, "but jeez, she's been making me nuts for the last few days."

"Yeah, we kind of suspected something like this may come up, didn't we?" Britt asked the other two. They nodded in agreement; "So, what are you thinking?" she directed to Becky.

"Shit, I don't know," she sighed in resignation. "I kind of wish we hadn't found out about her video-peeping, but still...God, she's been so much happier since that weekend we spent up here. I mean, she acts twenty years younger...and George, what did you think of that outfit she had on? I mean little shorts and that tight t-shirt and no bra...come on!"

There was a pause, awaiting my reply; "Actually, I thought she looked pretty good. She got a great set of wheels." I took a sip of tea, not looking for their reaction.

"Wheels?" ...oh, legs...yeah, good legs run in our family," she said, kicking hers to and fro. She contemplated the floor for a couple seconds and then looked back my way; "So you think she looks pretty good for her, well, for her age?"

"C'mon, Becks," I said as I walked up to her and put a hand on her left thigh and gave her a reassuring peck on the lips; "You know she's a good looking woman and she obviously takes good care of herself, so yeah, she looks great. In fact," I said pausing to get her to look me in the eye, "I got a little wood when she hugged me with those big ol' titties mashed against me."

I hugged her tight before she could take a swing at me. "George!" she squealed, wriggling in my hug as the other two laughed at her attempts to get at my privates, safely protected by the overhanging counter top.

I held her tight until I felt her body relax in defeat, tilting my head back to look into her eyes. She tried to glare at me, but then broke into a grin; "You little shit." I gave her another hug and backed quickly out of harm's way.

"Okay," Britt, the chairman of the board, took over; "So Becky, we knew something might transpire this weekend and we, all of us, George included this time, kind of talked it over and I think, unless something has changed in the last hour," glancing my way; "I think we're all in agreement that we'll just have to play it by ear. What we really discussed is that you are our real concern here. You're part of the family and we don't want to do anything that will screw up what we have and we also don't want to do anything that will cause problems between you and Ginny."

"Thanks guys," she sighed, wiping away a little tear. Gina reached over and pulled her into a side hug and kissed the top of her head. Leaving her head on the brunette's shoulder, "I guess that's my concern too and it sounds simple the way you put it. I've probably been making this more complex that it really is." We all just nodded silently in agreement and she continued; "The more I've thought about it, I think my aunt was a lot like me when she was my age and well, "pausing to make sure she had my eye, "I'd like to think that when I get to be her age, I'd be able to cut a stud like George from the herd and take a shot at breaking him." She blushed and gave a little snicker before diverting her eyes. 

"That's just what we said," Britt whooped as she bounded off the counter and wrapped the redhead in a big hug, Gina contorting to join in. 

I just sort of stood there, not sure I should join in on the hug-fest or not. There were soft whispers and muted giggles coming from the huddle as I refilled my glass. They broke ranks and all three looked at me as though waiting for some kind of heavy revelation or something; "So?" I asked. 

"Jesus, George," my blonde lover said, exasperated; "Becky, you explain it to him."

"Well," still a little uncomfortable with it all; "If the opportunity presents itself and you, and I emphasize, if you are good with it, then...I guess it's okay for you to...well...It's okay if you plow my aunt's field," rolling her eyes and shaking her head.

"Yeah!" Britt yelped, "and if I'm around, I'll join you!"

"Me too!" Gina laughed, hugging the exasperated redhead to her side once more.

"God, guys!" Becky moaned as we heard the front door open.

"Where is everybody?" the cougar-in-question yelled. Becky moaned again as her friends giggled once more.

Ginny virtually skipped into the kitchen with the burro whisperer close behind, "There you are," she said gleefully as the girls quickly slid off the counter, like they really shouldn't have been up there in the first place. "Look at you gorgeous girls," she gushed as she wrapped them both in big hugs. Gina broke into a little smile as the older woman nestle her cheek into her chest pillows and hugged her for an extra couple of counts; I gave Gina a knowing wink and she blushed slightly.

"Speaking of gorgeous," Britt said as she held Ginny's hand and spun her in a circle, "I think we may found our next model, babe."

"Oh, aren't you sweet," Ginny said, her turn to blush.

"No, really Ginny, you look really hot," Britt gushed.

"Good enough to eat," Gina added in tone that had all of us blushing.

"Yeah, well," Becky stuttered; "Hey, Katie," she said excitedly and hugged the little one like a life preserver; "So did you find Don okay?"

"Yeah," she said, backing out of the hug and then looking at all of us accusingly; "Did you guys know that when I'm around Don, he gets all excited?" We looked at her blankly; "I mean, how could you not notice that when I hug him, or even scratch him between the ears, he gets all...I mean, he gets...well, hell, he gets a boner bigger than anything I've ever seen!" 

She stood there with that stern look, her arms crossed across her perky tits as the girls busted up. She glared at them and I abstained from laughing, but I may have smirked a little trying to hold it in.

"So, does anyone need anything to eat or can you wait a bit for dinner," Ginny asked as she hoisted herself up on the counter where the girls had sat. She gave Becky a little knowing wink.

"I think we're okay," Britt replied. "I didn't even think about dinner tonight; I've just been dreaming about a big ol' turkey dinner tomorrow."

"Well, we'll have that, won't we Becky?"

"Yeah," the redhead laughed; "We brought in enough food to feed an army; all the traditional stuff. We've got the turkey and we even have a small ham we can heat up. Then there's yams and green beans, stuffing and mashed potatoes and gravy, two kinds of cranberries, biscuits...you name it, we must have it."

"Well I picked up a few bottles of that nouveou what-cha-call-it wine that comes out at Thanksgiving every year; that and some beer," I added.

"And you just point us in the right direction and we'll do whatever we can to help," Gina said excitedly.

"Oh, and I forgot," Becky jumped in and then gave her aunt an accusatory look; "we have enough pie that I think everyone can have one of their own."

"Well," Ginny said in her defense, "I wasn't sure what everyone liked, so I just got an assortment," and then promptly stuck her tongue out at her niece. 

"Alright, so if you call all wait till later, I have some burgers we can do on the grill for dinner, along with some fresh corn on the cob; so just kick back or whatever. I'll let Becky and you girls figure out where everyone is bunking and if I could; George, I've got some ideas for some work I want to do on the barn and I'd like to bounce them off of you if you don't mind."

"Gladly," I answered; "lead the way."

"Great," she said with a big smile, reaching out to take my hand. 

I looked over my shoulder as I was being lead out and all four of the girls were making little kissy faces and other rude gestures; my turn to stick my tongue out.

We walked toward the barn and as we began to pass the motor home I said, "Hey, I could use a beer, do you want one?"

"Yeah, what the hell, it's five o'clock somewhere, right?" she answered.

"Girl after my own heart," I quickly answered, kind of wishing I hadn't as I let go of her hand and quickly made my way to the coach. Back outside, she took her beer, and my hand, and we walked on into the barn. Now needless to say, I was just a tad nervous, but as previously discussed, planned and voted on, I was going to play it by ear. 

"Let's sit over here," she said, leading me to a bench against the side wall. I noticed it was out of sight from the main door. 

"George," sitting down and patting the bench beside her, "I'm glad you and the girls could come out this weekend. It's been a long time since we had anything that resembled a family get-together out here."

"Well, thanks again for having us. I know the girls are all getting homesick and are headed home in a few weeks, but this will be real nice for them too, and me."

"Yeah," Ginny said, taking a sip from the bottle; "from what I've seen and what Becky has told me, you and those three beautiful young ladies are damn near family and I can't tell you how much I appreciate you sort of adopting my niece. Being the only real family she has around and working as much as I do, well, I feel a little guilty, like I haven't done enough for her."

I heard a little sniffle and automatically went into 'comforting mode'. Without thinking, I put my hand on her knee and gave a reassuring squeeze; "Hey, from everything I've seen and heard from Becky, you have done a helluva job as family for her. She loves you and wants the very best for you and I'm not saying she worries, or there's anything to worry about, but you are uppermost in her mind all the time." 

I went to give her knee another squeeze before noticing that she had her hand on mine. Her hand squeezed mine; "I appreciate that baby; lord knows I'm not perfect, but I do the best that I can and I am really proud of the beautiful woman she's become; beyond her good looks, which runs in the family by the way," she paused.

"No argument from me," another squeeze of the knee.

"But she's smart as a whip too," she continued; "And I'm proud of her and also a little envious too." She paused for another sip; "I had fun back in my day, but sometimes I think I let my work get in the way and I missed out on some things. I mean, they say you don't miss what you never had, but lately I think I could put up a pretty good argument against that line of thinking." She sighed again and took a longer sip this time. I was nervously waiting for the hammer to fall.

We must have sat there for a couple minutes and I nursed my beer and I sensed her brain was in high gear. Setting her beer down beside her, she turned until her leg met mine and then took my hand off her knee and held in both of hers and looked me in the eye. "George, like I said, I really like you and the girls and I think I know you fairly well, what with Becky's help and all, so George, can I trust you to keep what we say now a secret between us?"

"Well, yeah," I gulped, a bead of sweat breaking out on my brow; "I guess so...uh, yeah, sure, as long as it doesn't hurt Becky."

She smiled a big smile and brought my hand up and kissed it; "I'm so glad you answered that way because this is really all about Becky." She seemed to pause like she was waiting for some sort of reaction or something from me, but I held tight as she continued; "Anyway, as you know, other than her mother, she is the only family I have and well, I'm getting older and I need to start doing a little planning."

"First off," I stopped her, "You may be a bit further along that the rest of us in calendar years, but lady, I don't know your age or want to for that matter, but you're looking pretty fuckin' sexy, if you ask me...which of course, you didn't." I nearly broke a front tooth with the beer bottle trying to shut myself up and I stared straight ahead waiting...just waiting...and then felt the soft kiss on my cheek, followed by another.

I finally turned to her and she had this devilish smile and she fairly glowed; "You do have a way with words and that one sentence means more to me than you can imagine. I could burn the turkey and everything that goes with it and this would still be the best weekend I've had in a long while, so thank you for that," putting her hand on my thigh and giving it a firm squeeze.

"Anyway, regardless of my age or how sexy I am," throwing her hair back and thrusting her chest out, eliciting a laugh from me, along with a slightly noticeable tightening of the shorts, "what I wanted to discuss, or at least bounce off you is something I've been thinking about, well since you and the girls came around. Again, this is just between you and me, at least for the time being." I nodded my head, willing my dick to behave as it was dangerously close to Ginny's caressing hand.

"So, where do I begin...uh, well...okay, bottom line, I want to bring Becky into the business, I don't know at what level, or what all the legal mumbo-jumbo involves, but eventually I want to leave it all to Becky, the business and the ranch and my condo in the city."

"Wow," I said; pretty profound, huh? "But you're not talking about for a long time, I mean; you're well, look at you!" Another wave of blush ran over me as she laughed.

"You are so smooth and cute, I could just eat you up," she said, reaching up to hug my neck and was nearly sitting in my lap as she laid another kiss on my cheek, this one dangerously close to my mouth.

"You're right, I'm not figuring on punching my ticket anytime soon, but damn it, I've got a butt-load of E-tickets that I need to redeem before it is too late (some of you won't get the Disneyland reference, sorry). No, what I want to do is start getting Becky on board as co-owner or however the lawyers say we have to word it and start taking some time for myself. After seeing how your girls have run their skimpy bathing suit business and gone on with school and your and that hot little Britt's business dealings; well I've paid more attention to Becky at work and given her more responsibility and I have no doubts that she could take over the store tomorrow and we'd never miss a beat."

She paused and emptied her bottle and then without a second thought reached across me and grabbed mine, mashing those big hooters right into my lap. Straightening back up, she took a quick sip and then handing it back to me with a 'sorry, I should have asked' smirk."

"So, what do you think?" she asked, glancing down quickly before reacquiring my eyes.

"Well," clearing my throat and taking another sip; "I think you're right, Becky is more than capable of running the store and if you chose to give her a stake in it, I know she'd be more than determined to make it work. I think she really likes the work and I think she has a good handle on trends and such."

Handing her back the bottle, "So what would you do with all your spare time then?"

"Well, for one thing, I'd definitely travel. There's a lot of this world, hell, this country, that I'd like to see and I've been checking out tours and groups, that kind of thing. It'd be a good way to meet new people. That's another thing about you guys coming along; I'd forgotten what it was like to be around people that you didn't work with. I don't really have any friends outside of work because that's about all I do, is work. Even when I'm not at work, it's all I think about. When you came into the store that first time, Becky's life changed, and for the better and I could see it and well, I want some of the same."

That last line came out a little throatier, the content up for interpretation; my mind quickly went to the dirty side and my dick wanted to too. I gave her a sideways glance and the want in her eyes was undeniable. "You know," she said softly, glancing up at the eye in the sky, her super, high power, hi-definition security camera.

My eyes followed hers, "Yeah, we know," then back to hers.




Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 30



"I knew you knew," her hand now in my lap, her knowing fingers wrapped around my growing member.

"We knew you knew we knew," I said, taking it one confusing step further than necessary. Ginny was breathing hard and her nipples were trying to disrupt the Nirvana tour. Without a second thought, I had my arm around her and pulled her into my lap. Our lips slammed together and we moaned into our kiss, our tongues exploring. Ginny squirmed in my lap, my cock now at full capacity, raring to go, but kissing this older woman was way too much fun. My hands wandered over the screen print and I thumbed her hardened nips.

It sounded like 'o gud' or something like that as I tormented her. Reaching down, she yanked the shirt out of the top of her shorts, begging me to make full contact. Only too happy to oblige, I slipped my hand up along her amazingly tight tummy and wrapped my fingers around an enormous, firm, mature breast. She moaned again, her hips swiveling, trying to get my hard-on to drill its way through numerous layers of fabric.

Running out of air, we parted, continuing to groan and squirm and nibble. I kissed her soft neck and traveled to her ear, running my tongue in and around before taking her lope and sucking it between my lips. 

"Ahhh shit!" she cried, her body clinching, her nipple between my fingers throbbed. Pushing back, she stared at me with a little bit of fear in her eyes; "How did you? Did you just make me...?"

I brushed her hair back over her ear and gave it a little kiss, causing her to shiver; "I guess so," I whispered.

"I never," she sighed, snuggling into my chest, her hand over mine to keep me at bay. After a minute to catch her breath, she wiggled a little; making sure I was still interested I guess...I was.

"May I?" she asked, that wanting look back in her eyes. I don't know why, but I wanted to tease her a little.

"May you what?"

She caught on quick; "Becky said you could be a turd sometimes."

"Those were her words, a turd?"

"Well, I may have cleaned it up, but yeah, something like that." 

"Yeah well, I guess I've always preferred straight talk, you know, shooting from the hip," proud of my western inference.

"Yeah, well I guess it's close to the hip," she laughed, pushing her butt down hard, causing me to grab her around the waist and draw her up, her full tit mashed against me.

Looking me in the eye, "So you want straight talk? Okay, how's this. George, I'm tired of rubbin' my pussy raw watching you fuck those four gorgeous young girls in my barn. I want to see it for myself, hold it, stroke it, suck it and then ride that big fuckin' thing until I cum all over it and you fill my tight old cunt with your hot seed. How's that, straight forward enough for you?"

I just nodded dumbly as I lifted her off my lap and pulled my shorts down to my ankles. I sat there, smiling stupidly as my hard cock pulsed against my belly.

"Oh honey," Ginny said breathlessly as she locked eyes on my cock, quickly pulling her shirt up over her head and pushing her shorts to the floor, stepping out of them. Wearing only her red tennis shoes, she stood before me and let me appraise her. Her tits stood proud and firm, probably with a little surgical assistance, but who am I to judge. Her belly was flat and toned and she had a real hour-glass figure with womanly hips. I squinted, trying to focus on the intersection of her muscular thighs and she giggled; "I saw all the girls were shaved, so I thought I'd give it a try...what do you think?" My cock throbbed and she clapped and tittered like a five year old getting a new puppy. 

I held my hand up and pointed my finger down, signaling I wanted her two turn: I evidently didn't have enough blood in my vocal cords to speak. She turned and from the back, she could have been eighteen, it was kind of amazing. Her legs were perfect, toned and shapely and her ass was a perfectly symmetrical pair of taut globes that protruded out just the right amount. Above was a slim waist and a couple cute dimples, and wait, was that? I caught my breath and she looked over her shoulder and figured out where I was zoomed in; "It's a rose. I got it in college. I don't know if she knows, but Becky's mother has one just like it."

With that she gave her butt a little wiggle and then turned back around. "So it's all okay?" she asked as she stepped forward and looked down at the droplet that emerged from the end of my cock. She didn't wait for an answer as she reached out and smeared the droplet with her index finger before taking it up to her lips and sucking it in between her soft lips. 

"Nice," she said, licking her lips as she stepped back and grabbed the back of my knees and drug my ass out to the edge. Taking me in one hand and then the other, like she was gripping a bat, her lower hand rested on my balls, the other resting on the lower hand and she surveyed how much hard flesh was left protruding skyward. "Looks like over three hands high," she moaned before dropping her head down and taking the head of my cock into her mouth. 

"Sweet Jesus," I moaned as she sucked while her tongue played. Soon both hands, both lips, the tongue, all of it was giving me the once over. 

"It's better than it looks on the big screen," she moaned to herself as she slowly jacked my slick dick. "You don't know that this means to me baby," she said, looking up as she kissed the tip and then ran the tip of her tongue around the hole, teasing. She continued to work and talk and suck and lick; "I want to make you cum baby. I want to feel you fill my mouth your big load. I want to swallow your cum like the other girls do."

The last line got my attention and my cock tightened. Her hands on my balls gave me away. "You ready to cum for me, George? I can let you cum know because I know that you can cum again, can't you honey?" I nodded and squinched up my face; I was about to blow. Just in the nick of time, Aunt Virginia locked her loving lips around my throbbing cock and I jettisoned load after load of hot cum into this beautiful woman's talented mouth and she swallowed greedily, her tongue and lips working for every drop I had to offer, her hands jacking my shaft and massaging my balls.

"Ginnnyyy..." I moaned as the hungry cougar drained me, working me until I saw stars. I finally had to reach under her arms and drag her off my cock and into my lap. My still quaking member captured between us, her legs around my waist, I kissed her hard, my hands now on her firm, girlish butt, pulling her in tight. Her hard nipples cut into my chest and she moaned in our kiss, her pussy jammed against my cock. My balls were wet, both from her lips; the ones my tongue now played with and the ones that begged to suck on my manhood.

"I don't think I can wait much longer," she whimpered as I moved my attention back to her sensitive ears. She ground her pussy lips on my erection, arching her back, thrusting her anxious sex. My hands still had a good grasp on her back end, one hemisphere per hand. I helped her grind on me, splitting her cheeks apart, the errant finger probing, searching for her puckered star.

Without effort, my middle finger easily slipped into her nether region and she gasped slightly. Turning her head slightly, her blue eyes locked on to mine as her ass sucked on my finger. "You found me out," she panted haltingly, riding my digit. "I'm a bit of an anal whore," she admitted proudly; "but I've never had a log like this shoved up my ass before," writhing on my now, revitalized cock. 

"For now though," she panted, the top of her head on my chest, looking down between us, my cock winking at her; "would you allow me to fuck that big, beautiful cock of yours? I've thought of nothing else for the longest time." She looked back at me, tears of desire in her eyes; who was I to deny her?

I gave her a soft kiss and to her disappointment, I withdrew my finger from her ass and reacquired my grip on her butt cheeks. She quickly caught on as I lifted her ass in the air and scooted mine forward. Leaning back, I lifted her up further until she could reach down with one hand and guide me to her slick entrance. I lowered her slightly until the deep-purple tip rested between her mature labia. Bending forward, she looked down and had a clear view of our joining. 

"Oh God," she moaned as I slowly let her slip down my length. Her pussy was unbelievably tight and I stalled after a couple inches. "It's better than I dreamed," she said in a guttural whisper as her pussy fluttered on my cock. "More please," she whispered, never losing sight of our connection. I eased her down a few more as I felt her pussy convulse, her inner walls undulating along my length.

I held her until her orgasm subsided and she moaned again and then looked at me, tears of pleasure rolling down her cheeks; "I never cum..." an aftershock rolled through. "Shit," she groaned, sweat breaking out on her brow. "I want the rest of that cock, but if you touch my clit, I may fuckin' die," she half chuckled.

"Well, we'll make sure that doesn't happen," I said softly, slowly jacking her up and down on my dick; "I can't have you dying before I get a chance to make love to that sweet ass of yours."

"Oh, baby," she moaned as she leaned in and we kissed, enough of a distraction to let me bury the rest of my bone deep inside her hot tunnel. Ginny gasped, sucking the air from our kiss and I held her down tight as her pussy convulsed once more, a bigger orgasm taking over the sex-starved woman. Her body shook as I held her tight to my chest and I ran my hand up her soft back and brushed her hair to one side, trying to cool her off a little. Smaller orgasms rocked her as she slowly came down, her breathing back to normal. 

"I need to back up," she whispered, pushing on my chest, groaning as she felt my cock, still hard a rock, slowly being ejected. Unwilling to give me up completely, she stopped whit a couple inches to go. Looking down, everything glistened; my chest and her tits were slick with perspiration and my cock shined in a layer of her juices. 

"I didn't realize how badly I needed that," she said with a smile. "I don't know that I've ever cum that hard or that easily. You are amazing," running her hand over my chest, combing the slick hair on my pecs; "I'm really jealous of those girls now." She gave me a sad smile and then she thought she'd give me a start, working those kegels, hugging my cock. I quickly retaliated, flexing my member, causing her to yelp; "You are a little turd," she laughed, rocking forward to take me in a little more. 

"You feel so good inside me, but I know what will feel better," she said haltingly as she rocked that couple inches back and forth.

"What's that?" I inquired as I tweaked a nipple, causing her pussy to contract again.

"Little shit," she moaned again before pushing back completely, my soaked hard-on free and slapping my belly. Ginny jumped down like a spry gymnast and looked around until she found what she was looking for. She grabbed a saddle blanket off a shelf and spread it on the floor. Walking back to where I still sat on the bench, she leaned over and took my cock into her mouth once more and sucked and licked her juices off, leaving a heavy coating of saliva dripping from my cock. 

Palming my balls, she looked up at me; "What I really want to feel is this hard cock of yours explode inside me. I want to feel your cum fill my pussy as I cum all over your cock again." She took my hand and I stepped back onto the floor and she led me to the blanket. Releasing my hand, she lowered herself to the floor, down on hands and knees. "I want you to fuck me from behind. You're my stud and I want you to take me like a mare in heat." Thankfully she didn't whinny, but she did shake her tail at me before reaching back with one hand and spreading her cheeks.

"You can have my ass later," slipping a couple fingers effortlessly inside, "but now, I want you to fill my pussy with that big ol' cock and don't stop until you blow your load." I didn't need to be told twice as I stepped forward and accessed the situation. Not much bigger than little Kate, her ass is pretty close to the floor and doing it doggy for any length of time turns into a back breaker. Given how easy it is to get Ginny off however, and the fact that I was about halfway there before, my knees and back may be just fine; only one way to find out. 

I dropped down onto the horse blanket and suddenly realized that I hadn't been offered a free sample of the pussy du jour, so without warning, I ran both arms under hips and picked up her back end and unceremoniously buried my face. 

Ginny whooped and planted her hands, pushing back to keep from face-planting on the blanket. "What the...? Oh my...unh, unh, unh...Fuckin'...Sweet Jeez...Unh, unh, unh, unh...yeah, yeah, yeah...there...there!!" And then I dropped her back to her knees.

"You rotten little..." she looked back at me, glaring, but before she could complete her sentence, I jammed my cock in her hole to the root, my balls bouncing off her super-sensitive clit. Her pussy exploded, her juices washing over my length, her pussy walls contracting, trying to repel the surprise boarder. 

Ginny's arms didn't stand a chance to respond and thankfully, the horse blanket was soft enough not to abrade her as she laid with her left cheek down, her arms splayed out in front of her; I had control of the back end. I left one arm around her, holding her up to where her knees didn't quite touch the floor as I began to do as ordered and that was to fuck her tight snatch until hell wouldn't have it. 

Ginny was moaning and speaking tongues or something as I had my way with her. With long strokes I plowed furrow after furrow, dropping and raising my hips, zigging and zagging, making sure there wasn't a square inch untouched in this neglected field. Sweat dripped of my forehead on to her perfect cougar ass and I used my unoccupied hand to spread her cheeks apart. The sight of my cock plundering a tight pussy had always stirred my juices and the sight of her asshole, slightly gaping, opening and closing like it was gulping for air. 

I closed my eyes for a second, imagining what that experienced ass would feel like ant that was enough to trip my trigger..."Ahhhh fffuuuccckkk Giiinnnnyyyy heerrree ittttt..." It's not often that I cum so hard that it feels like I'm turning myself inside out, but I was out of control and Ginny was nothing but a rag doll, a sex toy that I had little regard for. 

I quickly snapped back to reality when a string of expletives that would have made a sailor blush came from the petite one below me; the one whose naked body was in convulsions, skewered on a lava spewing monster that showed her no mercy. Her wrenching body only triggered my own defenses and we battled until exhaustion took us both.

**Late that night**

"George...George honey...wake up George."

"Huh, unh...Ginny? What? Where?"

"We're still in the barn stud, and I think we've been made, unless you got up and out another blanket for us," she whispered. 

I opened my eyes, trying to focus as I felt Ginny's hand wandering around the lower regions and I doubt she was trying to find her way out. "What's the last thing you remember?" I asked as I captured her roving hand in mine.

"The last thing I remember," rolling over on top of me, her tits nearly in my face; "is you fucking me like a mad man while I held on like a bull rider that had somehow slipped underneath the bull and still managed to go the full eight. I thought I'd been fucked in my day, but holy shit, that was on a completely different level. In my younger days, I don't think I could take a regular diet of that."

Giving into fact that we were still all alone, or at least once again, we were alone, I let go of her hand and rearranged her till we were nose to nose, her body laying on mine, my hands full of her sweet ass. I could see her smile in the dark and she sighed as we kissed. 

"Well I'll take some of the blame, if there is blame to be had. That wasn't exactly love making, that was just pure animal grovel and grind. I don't know what triggered it, but I didn't really think of anything except getting my rocks off."

"Well, I can attest to the fact that you did that, it's still running out of between my legs. Gonna have to wash a couple of blankets tomorrow." 

"Yeah, tomorrow," I moaned; "Who do you suppose covered us up last night?

"Well knowing that crew, I'll bet it was all four of them, or at least they all four know about it and I'll bet there's pictures too," she sighed, trying to capture my cock between her muscled thighs.

"And video," I said.

"Yeah, there is definitely video," she giggled. Something about a mature, stone-cold foxy lady giggling does something to me and she giggled more as she caught me between her legs. 

"Well, I suppose we ought to sneak off to bed before we get caught again," I stretched, pretending to be oblivious to her strangle hold.

"It'll be hours before the sun comes up," she whispered seductively; her hands on my shoulders, now rubbing her entire body up and down mine. 

I grabbed her by the cheeks once more and kissed her hard and then rolled her onto her back. The more we kissed the shorter her breath got and the longer my dick got. I threw the blanket off us and moonlight washed through the barn, lighting her sumptuous body. 

Ginny's eyes glowed and she chewed on her lower lip, another little thing that pushes my blood south; "You know, there's one last thing we could do to make tonight complete." She smiled; both my eyes and my cock got bigger.

"Come up here and let me suck your cock and get it good and wet. Between that and all the natural lube we made earlier, it's gonna be a smooth ride."

Ginny made good on getting me wetter and harder, if that was possible. Backing off and on my haunches, I watched with awe as the older woman spread her legs obscenely and ran two fingers into her soaked cunt and transferred our juices to her ready ass. Satisfied that all was good to go, Ginny pulled her legs up, hooking her arms behind her knees and bent herself nearly in half. Her happy puss and hungry ass were proudly displayed; "C'mon big boy, stuff your ol' cock into Auntie's ass. I love to be ass-fucked, but I've never had one this big, so be gentle," she winked.

Oh, I was gentle. After last night, I was down-right loving. Ginny easily took all of me and she would have clapped had her arms not been busy holding herself open. Firmly ensconced and comfortable, I took control of her strong legs, my hands on the inside of her knees and I proceeded to make love to this wonderful woman. Ginny spewed numerous 'I love you's, I love your cock, I love your cock in my ass,' etc. Her hands were busy twisting her nipples and squeezing her tits as I stroked my pulsing member in and out of her talented asshole. Before long, her ass began to spasm and she began to moan and the horses stirred and I lost it one more time, flooding her ass with my hot cum.

Ginny was speechless as her body convulsed once more, her climax peaking and she cried out before she fainted away. I carefully straightened out her legs, my cock still enjoying the ebbing swarm of contractions in her ass. Her nectar dribbled out between her pussy lips and I thought briefly about sampling that sweet snatch once more, but figured that Ginny had had enough, at least for now.

**Thanksgiving Morning**

The sun tried to penetrate the black-out curtains in the motor coach and an insistent warm and supple naked body was trying to wedge herself onto the single bed I occupied at the front of the motor home. 

"Morning, stud," my beautiful Britt whispered softly as she spooned against my backside. "You smell faintly of gardenias," she sniffed as she nibbled at the back of my neck. "If I recall, Becky's Aunt Virginia wears a gardenia fragrance, but this is different. It's weaker, like it's mixed with; oh I don't know...maybe s-e-x? Could that be right?" she asked softly, now raking her fingernails gently up my side.




Everybody Needs a Hobby



I held her legs to help keep her upright and quickly completed my tour, sensing she would not be patient much longer. Moving up behind her, I placed a hand on each of her butt cheeks and kneaded them, spreading them wide. A more beautiful sight I had never seen. I was lost in reverie when I heard my name.

"George, "she said, with a plea in her voice and a wanton look in her eyes, "Please," was all she said.

Nodding, I buried my face in her sweet cunt. My tongue lapped her gushing pussy and a single swipe over her distended clit was enough to set her off. Her body began to shake as a low, guttural "FFFUUCCKK!!" came from her throat. My face was drenched as her pussy spasmed. I hung on tight, keeping her upright as I nursed gently on her sensitive lips. I savored her taste as her breathing slowly returned to normal.

Britt began to regain control of her body, an occasional aftershock racking her frame. Moving to her side, I gently lowered her to the floor and took her in my arms. The limestone floor was cold and I pulled her over me to keep her off it, ending up with me on my back and her on top. Britt finally opened her eyes, looked at me smiling and said "You're a mess. " She proceeded to lick her juices off my face while my hands were busy massaging her back.

I could swear I heard her purr like a mother cat cleaning her young. Finally, satisfied, she pushed up and looked me in the eye. Letting out a long sigh, she said, "I knew it."

"Knew what? "I asked, as my hands drifted down to her ass cheeks.

"I knew that you would be a good lover, "she said, emitting a small gasp as my fingers slipped into the cleft between her cheeks.

Smiling back at her I said "Oh really? And how could you possibly have known that?" Britt let out a little squeak as my middle finger found its way to her anus, circling it slowly.

Biting her bottom lip, her eyes closed, she delighted in the sensation of my exploration of a previously uncharted region.

Coming back to reality, she answered, "I just know these things; I have a sixth sense, "as she kissed me, hard. Her tongue tried to return the favor that mine had given to her. My hands continued to caress her ass as we writhed on the stone floor.

Coming up for air, we held each other tight. Neither wanting to lose the moment, but I was forced to say "Sweetie, I think I need to get up. This floor wasn't really built for comfort."

Loving that I called her Sweetie, she hugged me once more; "Well you are, "she answered.

Helping each other to our feet, we hugged once more. Looking outside, I saw that we were losing light. "You don't know how hard it is to break this up, but I really need to shoot the rest of the house before the sun sets."

Britt reached down and squeezed my cock through my pants; "Oh I know how hard it is, but I understand. Go on and finish shooting while I put myself back together. "

Stiff legged, I quickly shot the rest of the second floor and then headed to the third floor master suite. Brittney joined me as I shot the master closet and bedroom and moved on to the bath. The bath featured a large Jacuzzi-type tub and a large separate shower, big enough for an intimate party. "Wow," said Britt from behind, "what a view!" The boardwalk and the waves breaking just beyond seemed to be right outside the window. "But wait, isn't the view just as good from the other direction? "

"Yeah, "I laughed, "It'd be a real thrill if you were an exhibitionist, but these windows obscure the view when you flip a switch, see? "I reached over and pushed on a keypad. The window quickly transformed to kind of a sandblasted look, allowing light to pass, but definitely thwarting any potential peeping Tom. Hitting the keypad again, the windows cleared right up.

"That's so cool, "she said, "But it's a shame you can't enjoy the view all the time." The sun was just setting on the horizon, the sky glowing with swirling hues of pink and orange. Britt hugged me from behind and sighed as we watched the last fragment of the day slip away.

I was thoroughly enjoying Britt's embrace. I could feel her hardened nipples against my back. "Hey, "I said as my mind snapped into gear, "the real view is from the roof deck."

"Oh, that's right, I forgot about the roof deck; let's go, "she said, grabbing my hand.

I followed her up the stairs, my face right at butt level. "To hell with the ocean, "I told myself, "This is all the view I need."

Reaching the top, Britt leaned against the rail and looked out at the surf. It was dark now. You could just make out the break of the waves in the ambient light coming from homes along the boardwalk. With the deck well above the surrounding buildings and just a sliver of moon, there was a false sense of isolation. Sounds of surf and humanity enveloped us.

Britt shivered in the light breeze blowing off the ocean. Ever the gentleman, I stepped behind her and hugged her, sharing my warmth. Her purring resumed as I snuggled up tight. I laid light kisses on her neck and even got up the nerve to nibble on her ear lobe, which elicited a low moan. 

Grinding her butt into my crotch, Britt grabbed both of my wrists and drew them up her body. I didn't need any more hints as my hands drifted upwards, under her abbreviated t-shirt, until they grasped her marvelous tits. Britt's moans and gyrations intensified as I displaced the bits of fabric that passed for her bikini top. Reveling in the feel of her natural breasts, I tweaked her nipples between my fingers, bringing even louder moans. "Shhh, Sweetie," I whispered, "were kind of out in public." 

As I toyed with her tits, I ran my tongue just inside her ear, which did nothing to quiet her.

Trying to evade my tongue, Britt bent forward over the rail and reached back, trying to drag my shorts down. 

Clearly, our continuous dry-humping wasn't helping matters, so we pulled ourselves apart just long enough to lower each other's clothes. Before they hit the deck, we were glued together again. My stiff cock slid into the vacancy between her thighs, sliding under her wet lips. Grabbing her hips, I sawed back and forth, greasing my rod and trying to bump her clit with the head of my dick.

Having enough of my playing, Britt broke my hold and spun in my arms, driving her tongue down my throat. She wound herself around me, her clit rubbing against the top of my dick. Holding her ass in a death grip, I helped all I could and was quickly rewarded for my efforts. She quivered with another climax, screaming her release down my throat.

I held her tight as she caught her breath. Her head was on my shoulder, with one hand on my cock, making sure that he didn't try anything cute. Taking her turn, she nibbled on my neck and tugged at my earlobe with her teeth. To keep me stiff, she ran her hand up and down my shaft, occasionally grasping my balls. "You do have a condom, don't you? "She asked, driving her tongue into my ear.

My dick strained as I answered, "Of course...not."

Everything came to a stop. She pulled her head back and looked me in the eye, "Some fucking Boy Scout you are! "She said with a smirk.

"Well, like I said, this kind of thing never happens to me, "I said, looking for sympathy as she continued to tease my cock.

"This isn't my specialty, "she said as she dropped to her knees, "but it's the least I can do." Holding my stare, Britt held the tip of my cock in her hand and let her tongue explore every square inch, paying particular attention to the top, generously coated with her own juices. 

"Tasty, "she moaned, as she took me between her lips, sucking me into her warm, wet mouth. Taking as much as she could, she backed off and tried not to gag. Looking up at me with watery eyes, saliva seeping from the corner of her mouth, her lips descended on me once again, determined to give it another go.

Britt was giving it the old college try, but it was clear that she had only limited experience in the oral department, which actually made me a little harder. Taking pity on her, I placed my hands on either side of head and said, "Sweetie, you know what I'd really like?"

I saw relief in her eyes as she responded, "No, tell me."

Leaning back against the rail, I said, "First, just slide your hand up and down, nice and slow. Imagine that your pussy is squeezing me, trying to make me come. While you're doing that, just suck on the head lightly, tease it with your tongue."

Boy, could she follow directions! Within a minute, she had me at the edge. Whispering low to keep the mood, she said, "How's that baby? Good? Well, you'd better bet my pussy is better than this." She licked at the head of my engorged cock and moaned, "C'mon baby, give me your cum, "as she tightened her slow, deliberate strokes.

Keenly aware of the people within earshot, I barely managed to smother a loud "Hunh!" as my cock exploded. Her lips never left my dick as I spewed stream after stream into her mouth. My hands grabbed the railing on either side of me, struggling to stay upright as Britt drained me of everything, sucking until I had no more to give.

Giving in to the afterglow, my head hung limply from my shoulders. I watched as she pulled away. With lips like a squeegee, she released me with an audible 'Pop', looked up, smiled and made a show of swallowing. My cock reacted with one last jerk, tapping her on the nose. Giggling, she took me in hand and kissed the tip one more time.

"Was that okay? "She asked.

Unable to my answer, I simply slid down against the glass rail until I was sitting in front of her. "Silly question, "I said as I took her in my arms and kissed her in appreciation.

We made out on the deck for about another half hour, long enough to put my cock on the rebound. Noting my resurgence, Britt gave it a little squeeze and, leaning down, said "Later, little buddy, when you come better prepared." She gave it one last kiss and then stood up.

With her shorts and panties still at her feet, her pussy was right at tongue level. Pulling her to me, I gave her a goodbye slurp before helping her cover up.

I managed to drag my ass off the deck with the help of the rail, shorts twisted around my ankles. Britt gave my ass a little love-swat as I bent down to sort out my clothes.

We played grab-ass down three flights of stairs and barely managed to stumble out of the house in one piece. Making sure it was locked, I asked, "Have any dinner plans?" I wasn't willing to let this day end any sooner than need be.

"Since I've had my appetizer, "she said, running her tongue over her lips, "it only makes sense to continue on to the main course."

On cue, my stomach rumbled audibly over the waves. Britt laughed and patted me on the stomach, "Yes, I was talking about food," she said. Sliding her hand lower, she gave my manhood a squeeze. "Sorry big fella, maybe later. " She took my hand and led me down the boardwalk.

It was a different restaurant this time, a different atmosphere. Slipping into the bathroom, Britt changed clothes one more time. A tight pair of jeans and a button-down shirt made for all the formal a dress you needed at the beach. With her hair brushed out and a little lip gloss on, she sauntered back to my side and we were shown to a table. I was well aware of the envious looks from the other guys trolling at the bar.

During dinner, we slipped back into first date mode. Having previously learned she'd just completed her first year at State, she went on to tell me that she was leaning toward an art major and that teaching was probably where she would end up. She lived off campus in a house with two other girls, one of whom was a lifelong friend. She'd convinced her parents she should just stay here for the summer and get a job to help cover the rent. Her roommates were also here for the summer and they were all looking forward to a great three month hiatus.

As we finished dinner over coffee, Britt got up the nerve to ask me more about my personal life. She was on pins and needles as she tried to wrangle out of me whether there was anyone significant in my life. I let her off easy by letting her know I was footloose and fancy free. A big smile broke across her face and her eyes sparkled. I reached across the table and took her hand, "Thanks for modeling for me today."

Giggling as she squeezed my hand, "Anytime," she replied.

I went on to tell her about my dreams of being a professional photographer and that I still shot whenever I got the chance. She listened attentively as I rambled on about photography, from fashion to architecture. Finally, winded, I knew it was time to go.

I paid the bill and we walked hand in hand down the street. Before I knew it, we were back at my truck. "I should really get home, "she said, squeezing my hand tighter. Letting go, I unlocked my truck and threw my bag in.

"Where are you parked? "I asked.

"Right here, "she said, nodding to the SUV behind me.

I had to laugh, "Why, you little stalker! "I took her into my arms and kissed her deeply.

Ever the gentleman, I opened her door and helped her up into her car. Closing the door, she rolled down the window and offered another kiss. "So what are you up to tomorrow? "I asked.

"After I go to church and confess my sins, I guess I'm free for the day."

Seeing the look of shock on my face, she laughed and said, "No, no, I'm kidding. This was the best day I've ever had. I hope it was okay for you too. I'd love to spend more time with you!"

"I think you already know how I felt about today. I'm still afraid I'll wake up and find it was just a dream. If it was, well, at least it was a wet dream!" She chuckled and I continued, "I was hoping to do some more shooting tomorrow and really could use a model."

"Well, I know you're an early riser, "she said, "So how about meeting for breakfast and then we'll take it from there?"

"Okay, "I said, "but how about you meet me at my place and we'll go from there?"

Raising an eyebrow, she looked at me and said, "Alright, what's your address? ", leaning over to punch it into her GPS. I gave her the address and the map popped up on the screen. "Isn't that downtown? "She asked with a bit of trepidation.

"It's in an old warehouse area that's been given new life. I bought a building and I've been working on it ever since. I think you'll be pleasantly surprised, "I said.

"Okay, 'She answered, seemingly not convinced. "What time is should I get there?"

"I'm an early riser no matter what day it is, so you pick a time."

"How does eight o'clock sound? "She asked.

"It sounds a long time off, but I'll suffer through."

"Poor baby, "She replied as she kissed me once more.

Britt turned the ignition and I started to step away. Twisting in her seat, Britt hooked her index finger, beckoning me back. Our lips met for one last good-night kiss. Unwilling to let the day end, we stared into each other's eyes, forehead to forehead.

Looking deeply, I tried to read her mind. I knew she was trying to read mine.

With one last kiss on the end of her nose, I stepped back from the car. "Tomorrow, "I said.

"Tomorrow," she acknowledged with a smile and pulled into traffic. I stood watching until she was out of sight.

Tomorrow seemed like a long way off.