0 comments/ 16594 views/ 0 favorites Bed Buddies Ch. 01 By: SpankMeDaddy As the credits for "The Sound of Music" roll over the screen, I look over at Barry. Everything a girl would want in a man. Tall, dark, handsome, funny, and a doctor to boot. Doesn't make sense that he is curled up in bed with me and Haagen Daas on a Saturday night. Not that I am a bad specimen to be curled up to on a Saturday night, mind you. At 5'2, with luscious 36 HH breasts that still look fluffy and shapely sexy legs, coupled with a pretty face (and LOADS of modesty and humility), I still qualify as a brick house. But, as I just went through a pretty nasty little divorce, I am not quite ready to be a sex kitten just yet. Barry, on the other hand, went through a divorce over a year ago. It is time that he got back into the swing of things. Being his best friend, I know it is high time that I push him back into the dating scene. He has been celibate long enough. "Ya know, you really ought to get out more." I look over at him intently. I can see by the look on his face he is not feeling me. "Uh, why should I get out more?" He nudges my leg with his foot. "I thought that we were trying to heal from the wounds of divorce." I grab a pillow from behind his head and hit him with it. Hard. "Dude. Snap out of it and stop being so damned overly dramatic. Sheesh!" With that I scoot off the bed and head for the bathroom, right off his bedroom. While I am sitting on the toilet, I try to persuade him to see my point. "Barry, you have been celibate so long that it doesn't bother you anymore." Barry comes to stand at the bathroom door and looks at me with a look of pure cynicism. "I would say that is the pot calling the kettle black. I don't see you breakin' beds and getting nuts right now, either." I stand up to wipe, still trying to convince him to start dating. "OK, I may not be dating yet. Yet, mind you. But, I get plenty of nuts all by myself." As I am patting dry, I stick my tongue out at him. As I am adjusting my skirt, Barry sticks his tongue and waggles it. "I can help with that anytime ya need it." I roll my eyes at him as I wash my hands. "I am sure you can. But, as we are "boys"and all, we need not go that route." Flicking the water off my hands at him, I giggle and flop back on the bed. Barry flops down on the bed as well, with his head on my tummy. "OK. Duly noted, chick. However, keep that tongue thing in mind for a rainy day." "Yeah, yeah, yeah," I mumble. I don't know how I am going to convince him to get a life. Then it hits me. (Oh I do so love these ephiphanic moments!) "Tell ya what." I push his head off my tummy and reach for his digital camera on the side of his bed. "If you want to help me be turned on, why don't you stroke it for me." I give him a sly little wink. "Why don't I do WHAT?" Barry looks at me like I have slapped him. I can tell that he wasn't prepared for me to proposition him for real. "Girl, quit playin'." He has that "violated" look on his face. It makes me want to die laughing but I know I can't if I want this to work. "Stroke it for me. I want to watch you pleasure yourself." I try for the sexy eye look. Hopefully, I don't look like I am having a seizure. "I want to take pictures so that I can look at them and get off when I get back home." I reach between my legs and give my sex a little pat. "I don't know about this one, Lynn. This ain't my style at all." I can see in his eyes that he is so not interested in doing this. "Besides, it isn't fair that you see me and I can't see you." So, that is what this is about. He wants to see me, too. If I let him see me, I can pull my plan off without a hitch. I am a bit of a show off naturally, so this will be right up my alley. "Tell ya what," I pretend to think over what he said. "How about I will bend the rules just a bit and let you watch me IF you will let me watch you and get it on film." Little does he know that if he had asked before this, I would have let him watch me get off. I love an appreciative audience. Barry grins a little bit nervously. "Dang! I kinda thought you would have given me more of a fight." I notice that he is fidgeting with his hands. But, I also notice a nice-sized tent growing in his pants as well. I look at his steadily growing lump and lick my lips. "Now why would I do that? I may not be ready for sex. But, I love a hot, nasty cum." When Barry's eyes go big as saucers, I laugh out loud. "We can go slow if you like." Without any shame, I take off my shirt and bra. Thanks to good genes and strong support bras, my breasts still look perky once they are released. I look him dead in the eye and ask, "Do you have any oil? I prefer to oil my breasts up before I play with them." I think he stubbed his toe on the way to the bathroom to grab his baby oil. I start to laugh to myself just a little bit. I have known Barry most of my life. We have spent vacations together and he has seen me in a bikini. He was two strips of fabric away from this look many times before. Funny how the lack of those two strips change the reaction. By the time Barry makes it back into the room, I am completely naked and absently stroking my hairless lower lips. I know that from the angle he is at, all he is focusing on are the dark chocolate of my hairless lips and the silky pink of my slit. As he comes closer to the bed, I know he can tell that my nipples are wet already. "Thanks for the oil, dude. I put a little sex on 'em so I could rub 'em until you got the oil." Barry is just standing there in awe. I can tell he is under my spell. Perfect. "Uh, Barry." I pause to lick some of my cream off my fingertips. "Aren't you supposed to be giving me a show as well?" I stretch my legs out into a V-shape, making my lips stretch out wider. "I cum so much harder when I have something to look at." It is laughable how quickly Barry is undressed. He almost puts his eye out taking off his belt. He was naked in under ten seconds flat. I start to hump down on my hand as I push my fingers deeply into my puss. "Don't lose that belt, Barry. You never know when I may need a spanking from getting your bed too wet." Barry makes no move to get into the bed. Instead, he chooses to tentatively touch himself standing next to the bed. His strokes are uneven and soft, as if he is to nervous to find his rhythm. I know that I have to do a little bit more to get him completely relaxed. With a sly grin, I angle my legs toward him and sit up, still tickling my clit. I encourage him to move just a little closer to me. "Let me help you oil up a little so it will feel better." I stop touching me to put some baby oil in my hand. Then, I move forward towards his member, making sure my tongue is slipping out of my mouth just a little bit. I slide my hands over him, over and over, making sure that I lick my lips, giving him thoughts of my tongue on him. Very quickly, he is hard as a diamond and thick as my whole hand. I smile and lay back, watching him take over for me. This time his strokes is quick and strong. I can tell this time, he is into it. He has a look of strong concentration as he watches my fingers fly over my lips and inside me. He doesn't even flinch when I reach over to start the digital camera's remote picture capture feature and aim it at him. As a matter of fact, he smiles, lickes his hand and really gives me a show. Since he is doing such a great job of getting into it, I decide I will give him another view that he will really enjoy as he cums. I place the digital camera on the side table by the bed, making sure that he is still in focus. Then, I roll over and stick my ass in the air. I know from that view, he can see my asshole puckered and hairless, as well as my juices running down my lips and hand. I hear him groan and mumble "oh shit". I guess that is universal for "I am about to cum". So, as he continues to grunt, I put my all into cumming with him. I am a little bit quicker on the trigger than he is, though. Before I can slow it down, my cum hits me hard. It feels like a tidal wave of honey shooting out of me as my inner lips contract hard. I can hardly breathe. As I am coming down from that, I feel as well as heard Barry shooting cum. He chooses to aim at my slightly open back door. I can feel some of it sliding into me and covering my whole backside. His hand, slick with oil and spittle and cum, rubs the cleft of my cheeks. I can tell he is going to try to go for more, so I have to do something to put a stop to this session. I reach back and gather some of his cum off my ass with the same fingers I came on. I roll to the side and put those fingers in my mouth slowly, watching him. Then I smile and say, "Thanks for that cum. I feel so much better now." I can tell from the wry grin on Barry's face, he gets where I am coming from. Before I can react, he places a quick, very wet kiss on my soaking, still sensitive lips. My body does a little convulsion around his tongue as it takes a quick swipe inside me. Then he straightens up like nothing is wrong and heads to the bathroom. I hear him cleaning himself up. Unfortunately for me, that tongue was enough to get me going again. When Barry comes out of the bathroom, I am cumming hard yet again, fucking the air for all I am worth. Barry slides his thumb in my ass and flicks his tongue over my pearl. By the time I stop shuddering and and screaming, his face is covered from forehead to chin in my sticky, wet appreciation. Barry leans back and grins at me. "That was the least I could do for a friend who brought me out of my shell." With one last wet kiss, he heads back into the bathroom to clean up yet again. "Damn," I think to myself. "I wish he would stop doing that. We could be at this cumming thing all damn night at this rate." I pull myself together, forcing my hands not to touch my still throbbing sex. I climb out of the bed and head to the bathroom for a little clean up time of my own. I have cream all over my thighs, butt and I have no idea how it got on my stomach as well. Barry still has a sizable hard on, but now it is covered in a pair of boxers. A fast move on his part and he won't be covered any longer. I find myself surprised that his shorts are covering him up. A part of me wishes it would peek out just a bit so I have an excuse for misbehaving. For my own sanity's sake, I don't let Barry see any of this going on in my face. I smile at him, the same smile I had when I watched "The Sound of Music" with him. I know if he sees any weakness on my part, I will be face down, ass up for the rest of the evening. I am shocked to know that I am kind of curious about how it would be with him. As soon as I am dressed again, I head down the stairs, trying to be nonchalant. I am reaching for my purse when I realize that the digital camera is upstairs. "Barry, would you be a doll and go get the digital camera for me? I still want to look at your pictures while I get off at home." I bat my eyes at him and giggle. "Man..." Barry moans, but he heads back up stairs and comes down with the digital camera. He makes it back down in record time. "Here you go." He places the digital camera in my hand. Before I can pull away, he holds on to my hand with the camera and says, "One more thing before you go. You have something to jack off to from me. I want something to jack off to from you." I sputter, "Hey, man! I just came all over your bed and your face. You got memories." I smile because I have great memories from that as well. Barry counters with, "Yeah, but you have souvenirs. I say you anty up one thing that I ask for of my choosing since I am being so accommodating." Well, heck. When he puts it like that, I know that I am going to have to go along with this one. I know in my mind he is right. I mumble, "Oh, okay." I am ready to give up my panties as a parting gift to him. That is what guys always want after a good fuck. Why is beyond me, but I have lost a few great pair of panties like this. I take my panties off, right there at the door. But, Barry has other ideas. Instead of taking proffered panties, he raises my skirt and begins to lick my kitty right there. If feels so intense that I almost lose my balance. Barry pushes me up against the wall and throws my thighs over his shoulders. I can't get away from the cunnilingual assault. I hold on to his head, the wall, anything so that I don't fall. My love box, starved for some male attention, betrays me as it grinds into his face, begging for more. I give into the feeling and start to play with my nipples through my shirt. I might have been able to hold my composure, but Barry does me in when he slides his thumb back into my ass and twists it around. That is what I get for telling him what gets me off the most. As I start to scream that I am cumming, Barry allows me to slide down to the floor. Cum starts to jerk out of me as if Barry is pulling it from my core. He dives back into the fray, licking up my juices, thumb still twisting and twirling inside of me. With his free hand, he slides four fingers inside of me. I feel so full that I almost can't take it. Almost. Grinding and pumping, I go for another cum. I can't believe that my best friend has me cumming like this on the floor by his front door. When I cum down from the second nut, he slowly licks off all the wetness and straighten up my skirt and blouse. As he helps me to stand, Barry is smiling and licking his fingers. "Now," he murmured, "I have something to jack off with." It wasn't until I got home that I remembered my plan for Barry and the digital camera. As many times as he made me cum, I had almost forgotten. I am going to make a profile for Barry on BedBuddies. That is, as soon as I find my butt plug and my dildo and cum just one more time. ***** It has been two days since I hung out with Barry. I think it is time to put part two of my plan to get him completely laid into play. I thought we would be a little strained after Saturday, but the couple of times that I have talked to him have been the same as before. I am very happy about that. I didn't want us to be all weird just because I came on his face a half dozen times. So now I am sitting here with a bottle of Chardonnay and a little bit of Teddy Pendergras playing in the background. I wanted to make sure that I set a good mood for helping Barry find a sex partner. As I type in the website, I am a little bit apprehensive. After all, I have never been to a site like BedBuddies. I am expecting that my computer will start crashing or something from the shock of it all. Once I see that my computer is not going to suffer any major ill effects from the site, I settle in. With Chardonnay in one hand, I start to surf through the women looking for a bed buddy. A lot of these women are professional and attractive. I am not sure why they are on. But, I guess if all you are looking for is a good nut, this is a sensible way to go about things. I am surfing though and end up on a few pages that I find interesting. I know Barry's type. He likes his women chesty and a little bit thick and pretty. There are a couple of women that fit that bill and then some. One lady, LadyLovesLicks, lives close to Barry. She is a little bit older than him, but she still looks pretty hot. I flag her page as one to come back to when I upload his pictures. Another lady, AnalAnnie, seems to be his type as well. As much as he talks about fucking in the ass, I know this girl would spark his attention. At least her ass would. There was one more lady, ProfessionalDome, that also seemed to be the kind of girl Barry would go for. She also looked a little familiar. Eh, I been looking at chicks all night. Between all the tits and ass I have seen, maybe they are all blurring together. I upload the pictures that my camera took of Barry getting off. I can't help but touch myself as I look at them. After all, once someone makes you come six times in an hour, you might get horny looking at them naked. Too bad he is my friend. Once I get over my divorce completely, he might have made a good fuck for me. Once I have his profile finished, I contact the three women in question. With each of them, I leave a message stating that I uploaded pictures of my friend. I let them know that I am trying to surprise him with a woman to bring him out of his celibacy. AnalAnnie, the girl with the thing for the backdoor luvin' blocks all further contact with me immediately. I know that it wasn't me, personally that she blocked. But, dang, that kinda hurts. I laugh it off with a "oh well" and see how well I fared with the other two women. Nothing... So, I do a little bit more browsing, taking the time to check out the men on this site. After all, when I do get ready to get my groove back, I wanna know what kind of guys are out there. One guy in particular catches my eye. He is 6'4, Samoan and has tribal tattoos. I like the pictures that he has posted. Talk about sexy! I think I am going to go ahead and fill out my profile tonight as well. I could ride the shi...... *Bling!* The instant message starts to blink. It startled me. I didn't even know this website had that option. *Bling!* It rings again. I find the blinking icon on the page and click it. The last lady, ProfessionalDome, is IM'ing me. Well, whaddya know? "Hi. This is ProfessionalDome. You sent me a message. Are you still on?" The message window has a picture of her. Well, at least it has a picture of her breasts. She looks to be a 40 DD or more by the look of the picture. Her picture in her profile didn't really make her look as chesty as this picture seemed. I figure I should just jump right in, since I have gone this far. "Yes, I am still on. Thanks for getting back with me." OK...now what? I have no clue what to say to a chick on a sex buddy website and I am hitting on her for my guy friend. Her message comes back quickly. "Are you a guy or a girl? I couldn't tell from the message you left me. The profile said male but you stated that you were a female." I hurry to explain. "The profile is for my friend. Let's call him Mark. He needs to get back in the saddle and I thought this would be a cool way to help him. I am a girl. But that really is Mark on the photos." She sends back a few laughing smiley faces. "I bet it is a sexy story how you got those pictures of him. LOL." I laugh as I respond back. "ROFLMAO! Man, it is a great story. If we ever meet up, I will have to tell you about it." She and I end up chatting for over an hour. After initially talking about Barry (or Mark to her), we go off and talk about different things we like in guys. And how the dating scene in our town is not the greatest. And shopping. And shoes. After 10 minutes of Jimmy Choo vs. Manolo Blahnik she suggests that we talk on the phone. "What the heck?" I think. This girl is the coolest person I have met in a long time. Even if her and Barry don't hit it off, I now know someone who I will be able to call on for some serious shoe shopping. She gives me her number and her real name. Tamryn. It strikes me as kind of funny because there is another doctor in Barry's office named Tamryn. I know this isn't her, though. The doctor always looked as if there is a stick stuck up her butt. This girl is way too cool to be Doctor Tamryn Stick-In-The-Ass. When I call her, she is just as cool as she was online. I think we have just about exhausted everything that we could talk about, but boy am I wrong. We end up talking for another couple of hours about trips that we have taken and places we have been. Tamryn has been to Hedonism in Jamaica a couple of times. I tell her how jealous I am. "Girl, next time we go, you should come with us." As she is describing all the fun they had there, I am checking out the prices to make plans to go. "If you have big breasts like you say, there will be men begging you to beat them with your jugs." We giggle like school girls. Bed Buddies Ch. 01 "How was the bi scene there? I heard that it is an everythang goes kinda place. That is the reason why I hadn't been. I didn't know how I would dig that kind of scene." She giggles. "I ain't gonna lie to you. Bi is big there. But there is no pressure. You do as much or as little as you want." I hear her giggle again. "But, I will tell you this, don't knock it until you have tried it. This chick begged to lick me while we were there. The guy I was with wanted to watch so I gave in. I wish I had done it a long time ago." I hear her sigh. "I can't wait to get it done again." Wow. That is unexpected. "So are you bi, girl?" I find myself more curious than I let on. There is heavy sigh. "Girl, I don't know. I just know that I loved getting my kitty licked by another kitty. I don't look for chicks, but I don't turn them down if they wanna 68 and I owe 'em one." We both laugh at that. "I feel ya. Sometimes you just want someone to lick it the right way." I decide I am not going to try to label her. After all, a good pussy lick is a good pussy lick. She poses the question to me. "Have you ever had another woman lick you or you lick a woman?" She seems casual when she asks that question, but I can tell she really wants to know. "Nah," I try to sound nonchalant. "I have had a lot of bi friends but that has never been my scene. I don't judge it but I have never been there." "Hmmm," I can hear her thinking. "How about I will meet up with your friend if you let me lick you?" There is a little pause. "I mean, I am not going to lie. I am finding myself attracted to you and want to try it out on you. I have never been the one to give the licks to a chick before." Now, ain't that some shit. Here I am trying to be all selfless and find some skins for my best bud to knock and this happens. How does a girl get outta this one? "How about you let me think on that one?" All I am trying to do is extricate myself from this situation without losing a shopping buddy or a fuck buddy for Barry. I hear Tamryn laugh. "Don't feel any pressure. I won't be trying to lick you while I help you buckle up your heels. I can always help you shave your pussy without trying to make you cum for me. We can still be girls." Girls. Yeah, girls. We can still be girls. Only thing is, with that last statement, she put all the subliminal "I want to eat your pretty kitty" messages in my thoughts. As she meant to do. I laugh. "Damn you play dirty." In my world, dirty and sex are synonymous. Tamryn gives a knowing chuckle. "If you are going to play, might as well do the damn thang. That is my motto, girl." I know I better end this call before I end up doing the damn thang and Barry is out one cut buddy. "I feel you, girl. I think that about a lot of stuff. I am going to go ahead and call my friend, if you don't mind. I think you are sexy and I think he will think you are sexy, too." Tamryn starts singing, "If you want my body and you think I'm sexy come on, Suga, let me know. If you really need me just reach out and touch me. Come Suga, just say so... We both dissolve in laughter. I love silly people, and this girl is as silly as me. I think I hear her hiccupping in the background. "OK. I am done," Tamryn says as she tries to compose herself. "You tell him about how sexy I am. Let him know I have a thick clitoris that loves to be licked. And you think about how I want to lick your clitty. And if you don't like it, you can always stop me. Just think about it." "Yeah, yeah," I sound cool, but my lower lips are clapping at the thought. I never thought that a girl could turn me on like this. "You are a hoot. Really! When do you want to hook up?" "Me and you?" her voice sounds a little breathless. "I am ready tonight!" Well, damn she wants to lick me bad.... "Um, I was talking about me introducing you to my friend." I try not to think about how it would feel for her tongue to slide inside me slowly licking my juices. My hand starts to absently pull on my nipple. "If you remember, our deal was that you let me lick that pussy. I know you want me to give you head, baby. It's okay." Tamryn sighs. "I wanna taste you as you cum. Something about you makes me know I have to taste you at least once." She sighs again. "Tamryn! Girl, are you masturbating while we are talking?" My eyes are almost bugging out of my head thinking about it. I hear her start to suck on something. "I was. Girl, I came already. Something about you has me so wound up. Now, I am just licking my cum off my fingers. There seems to be more than usual. Guess that is your fault." I can tell Tamryn is really trying to bait me. "How about you can lick me right before you do my friend? He would be so turned on by that. And, somehow I know you would be turned on by licking my cat in front of my friend." I can't believe I have just set up what amounts to a threesome! "You are on!" Tamryn squeals into the phone. "I think it would sexy to have you in my mouth and him in my ass. How is Friday night for you?" My hand was thinking about the picture she painted and almost started to play with my clit without me knowing. I am going to have to get a handle on myself. Or maybe I need to get laid before then so I don't get turned-the-fuck out by a chick. "Let me call him to make sure, but Friday works for me." I can't wait to talk to Barry about this girl! "Sure. Let me know. I will make the arrangements. All you guys have to do is show up ready to have a lot of fun and some great cums, okay?" Tamryn sounds so excited about this. "Sure," I am excited, too. Man, I can't help it. I think I am going to definitely get laid before Friday.... "I will call you Thursday for the details." As soon as the call has ended, my fingers are all over my sex. It is so wet it is dripping. Before I call Barry, I masturbate and cum hard twice. I was planning for it to be once, but I felt the need to cum once riding my dildo. All while I was cumming, I was thinking about Barry fucking me while Tamryn licked and sucked my clit. When I finally stop shaking and cumming, I lay back breathless and call Barry. "Barry! What are you doing Friday? I want you to meet this girl that I think would be great for you." Barry sighs with resignation. "Sure, I am available." Boy, is he in for a surprise.... Bed Buddies Ch. 02 This story was supposed to be one little story for one friend who had a fantasy about watching his coworker eat me out. Before I knew it, this story took on a mind of its own. I guess I will keep writing as long as it keeps cumming to me... * I paced in front of the phone again, for what seemed to be the millionth time. Really, it was only about the fifth, but who is counting? "Lynn, that is the fifth time you have walked by that phone." Apparently Barry was counting. "You are looking like the phone is gonna bite you are something. If you are going to call this lady, whoever she is, call her. If not, let's head over to The Cut to hear this new neo-soul band that I have been wanting to check out. They are only playing that club for a week." I know I can't put this off forever. So, gathering up what's left of my spine, I pick the phone up and dial. I hope she doesn't answer...I hope she doesn't answer....I hope she doesn't an... "Hello." She answered. Shit! "Uh, Tamryn, girl how are you doing?" I try to sound cool, calm and collected. So far so good. "Hey, girl! I was on my way out with some girlfriends to hear some music, but I was hoping that you called before we left. I was about to transfer my house phone to my cell to make sure that I didn't miss your call." Tamryn sounds so bubbly, almost breathless. I try to convince myself that it is because she is in a rush. "Oh, I don't want to hold you up from doing ya thang. I just wanted to find out if we were still on for tomorrow?" Don't be on...don't be on...Please don't be on. Growling into the phone, Tamryn takes all my little hope away. "We are SO on for tomorrow. I shaved my pussy and everything. I want it smooth so I can really enjoy myself." Wow... I was impressed that she shaved her stuff for a fuck with Barry. "By the way, would you mind if I rubbed my pussy against yours before you let me lick it? I was thinking that I would like to taste me on you." Damn...so much for it being for Barry. Barry watches as I struggle not to look embarrassed as she talks to me. After all, he still thinks she is just a girl I know from shopping. No need to spring the truth on him just yet. "Sure. We would love it if you got as comfortable as you want. This is just a first date. And if you guys hit it off, I can fade into the woodwork." Barry is trying to read my face. Usually, I am not a fidgeter. I don't fidget. Right now, I am twitching and messing with everything in my reach. He whispers to me, "Lynn, what's up?" I put my finger up to silence him. "So have you decided where we are going to meet?" I stop fidgeting and try to look normal. "Sure." I can hear the smile in her voice. "Got a pen?" I tap Barry and point to a tablet and pen on my computer desk. "Yes. Where are we meeting you?" Very succinctly, she gives me detailed directions. I don't have a clue where we are going. Tamryn tells me, "Tell the guy at the door that you are meeting ProfessionalDome. I will make sure he knows where you need to go. This is a private club." I pass the directions over to Barry. "Okay. Got it. Anything else I should know?" "Yes." Tamryn pauses for effect. "Make sure that you wear a dress with no panties. That is very important." I can hear her sighing into the phone. The last time I heard her sighing into the phone, she was cumming. I almost asked if she was masturbating again, but with Barry there, I was too shy. My voice sounds a little dry when I say "Duly noted. Well, girl, I don't wanna hold you up from going out with your friends. I will let you go so you can get going." I hear a little moan on the other end. "I know you want to know. Yes, I am masturbating. I am thinking how your clit is going to feel rubbing on my tongue." The next thing I know, she is letting out little screams into the phone. I almost dropped the phone in surprise. Barry went to grab it and I said, "No!" I know I sounded a little frantic, but if he heard Tamryn now, he wouldn't agree to go with me to meet her tomorrow. I put the phone back up to my ear. "Well, I am sure you are going to have a great time. Until tomorrow." Tamryn whispers, "Keep it wet for me, baby." And then I hear the click of her line. I hang up. Barry is looking at me, waiting for me to tell him what she said. I feel him studying me, as if something is wrong with me. "She just told me that we had to tell the doorman that we were there to see her." I went over to a mirror to check my make-up. "Hey, now that we know where we are going, let's go hear some music." Barry smells a rat and tells me so. "What is it? Have you paid a prostitute to beat me off? Have you set me up with a professional?" He is giving me a stern look. I laugh, knowing how close he was to Tamryn's screen name. "How about yes, and no. She is a professional, but it isn't sex." Heck, I don't know what she does. But, I an not gonna tell Barry what I do know about her. He can find out all about her himself after he nuts all over her asshole. "Then what is it?" Barry is persistent. Great for an oncologist, which he is. Sucks when he focuses that persistent towards me. I know he can tell that this girl shook me up. Time for a little fast thinking. "See, while I was talking to her, I started thinking about work and got all stressed out again. It had nothing to do with her." That is my lie and I am sticking to it. "Well, why didn't you say you were stressed?" Barry starts to smile. "I brought over my baby oil. You go get undressed and I'll..." I interrupt him. "Uh, you will keep your baby oil to yourself, thank you very much!" It took me until yesterday to stop getting off like a madwoman between thinking about him licking me and thinking about her licking me. I just pulled the butt plug out of my ass before he came over. A girl needs a break. Barry chuckles. "I was just offering a friendly massage. Do you think I would try to sex you and you are introducing me to a nice woman tomorrow?" He gives me the innocent school boy look. "Bullshit, Barry." I point my finger in his direction. "You would fuck me like a porn star if I dropped my drawers right now." Grinning like a Cheshire cat, Barry leans back on my sofa. "Try me. Take off your clothes and put your pussy right over my face. I will show you that I can pass it up." He pulled out a Ben Franklin and laid it on my coffee table. "I bet you I can." I can't stand Barry. I am getting new friends on Monday. He knows I can't pass up a bet. It isn't in my blood. I am just about to pass it up when he pulls out four more bills. "Barry. You stink." I start to disrobe. "I can't believe you pulled the bet card. You know I can't pass up a bet." Moving his head to an armrest on the sofa, he smiles. "You could have always said no." I give him an incredulous look as I unhook my bra. "Remember in Cozumel when you dared me to eat the worm... Or in Dayton when you dared me to moon that officer? Shit, remember when you dared me to kiss a toad in grade school? I have I ever passed up a bet? Yep, you stink, dude!" I settle my knees on either side of his head, bracing myself again the wall in front of me. "How long do I have to do this to win the bet?" Barry's muffled response is, "It doesn't count if I can't see it. I can't see everything. Spread it open so I can see it." I reach down and open my full lower lips up. Since I have spent the last week humping my hand like a madwoman, my lips are sensitive to the touch. As soon as I open my lips up, I can feel myself getting wet. "Okay, you can see now. I think I win this bet." Before I can move away, I feel his hot breathe caressing my skin. "You win," he says before he goes in for the kill. Slowly, he licks one lip, then the other. Barry keeps this pattern up for a while, making my clit get bigger and start to beg for attention. As his tongue swirls around the juncture of my lips above my clit, I move just a smidge, so that my clit runs over his tongue. It is like I pushed a button on him. Suddenly, he is ravenously eating me. I can feel his teeth scrape erotically across my skin. I try to move away. I am not quick enough. He holds me down, making me take his assault on my womanhood. My orgasm builds quickly, against my will. Somewhere between the first shudder and the third, I go from trying to push away to pushing myself onto his face more. Like a homing device, Barry's thumb finds its way into my ass. I can feel him moving it around. Still aroused from being filled with a butt plug, my ass feels like it is on fire. As I scream out over and over again, he keeps pushing it inside me over and over again. I can feel my juices squirting and running down my thighs and into his mouth. He raises me off his face. With my ass in his hands, he guides me down to his waiting shaft. He didn't try to ease into me. Instead, he pulls me down hard. Instead of letting me find my pace, he controls my hips. Raising and dropping them, making me pleasure him. One hand slips between my legs and starts to tickle at my nub again. That is all it takes for me to go over the edge again. My walls start to close in on him and stroke him in earnest. ***** "I still don't see why I had to wear my best slacks and dress shoes," Barry has been grumbling every since I made him change out of his jeans and tennis shoes into his current outfit. "Yadda, yadda, yadda...Stop yer whinin', Barry," my response is muffled behind the directions that I printed off the computer. "Hey, slow down, you are going to miss the turn!" Still pissed and vocal, Barry follows the last of the directions to the club. As we pull up, I am feeling a little bit confused and apprehensive. This house that we are in front of doesn't look like any other club that I have ever seen. I was expecting a bar scene in a bad neighborhood. What we got was a small mansion in an exclusive part of town. While I am ogling the house, Barry is still ranting. Still. Man, after all this time, I thought he would have just sucked it up and shut up already! Oy vey! Men! I am going to have to stop his caterwauling before we go inside. Barry will make a horrible impression if she sees him tripping like this. "Barry, get a grip!" I pull down the visor to check my hair and make-up. "If you don't like her after an hour, we will make our excuses and head out. I will take you to the drive in and spring for all the junk food you can eat. Sheesh!" I start to fluff my boobs in my dress. I want to make sure that I am showing off my cleavage to the best advantage. Who knows? I might bump into a nice doctor of my own in this joint... "Yeah, sure! You want me to get a grip!" Barry is starting to look like he is hyperventilating. "It isn't you who is being paraded out in front of a potential date. And it wasn't you who was made to change your clothes at the last minute. And..." I start to slowly unzip Barry's slacks. He stops talking mid-sentence. He looks at me in askance. "And..." I wait for him to finish his thought. "Barry, what else did you want to get off your chest before we go in?" I bat my eyes at him sweetly. "Well, hell!" Barry exclaims. "If you are unzipping my pants, I think I better see what is on your mind instead of going on about what is on my mind." A big smile spreads over his face. I lean down and give his crotch a long, hot blow of air. "If you play nice tonight with my new friend, I might be able to be talked into playing really nice with you later." With one last kiss on Barry's rising shorts, I zip his slacks back up and give a gentle pat. Barry looks at me in disgust. "Tease!" While I am giggling in glee, Barry climbs out of the driver's seat and comes around to open my door. "Come on in so I can get this over with. I plan to fuck you in the ass all night for putting me through this." I slide out of the car, 'accidentally" rubbing my ass against his crotch. "Promises, promises," I murmur. I put a little extra shake in my already shaking hips. I know that Barry's eyes are plastered to my hips right now. Might as well give him a show. As we climb the stairs to the front door, I drop my purse. I know that Barry is a couple of steps behind me, so I make sure I take my time reaching down to pick it up. With my skirt being so short, I know that Barry has just gotten a eyeful of shaved, wet pussy. As I straighten up, I can feel Barry's fingers sliding between my full lower lips. "Girl, if you bend over like that one more time, there won't be any meeting your friend. You will be face down, ass up in the backseat of my car." He slides his fingers out of me and licks all my cream off. "Shi-it! I am tempted to throw you over my shoulder and take you back to the car now." I laugh as I climb the final stair and ring the bell. "Uh no, Barry. You promised!" I hear Barry huffing in disgust behind me. I am trying to discreetly fluff my breasts one last time when the doorman opens the door. Goodness! It is the Samoan guy from BedBuddies that I was checking out. All 6'4, 280 pounds of muscles of him is oiled up. As he motions for us to enter, I have to stop myself from drooling all over him. The only thing keeping him from being completely naked is a thong that looks like a tuxedo. It looks like it is straining to keep his thickness contained. His voice is like velvet. "Who are you here to see, miss?" His full lips form the words perfectly. How do I know? I am in a trance watching them. I think I am in love with him. From far away, I hear someone clear their throat. I wish they would stop. I need to figure out how I am going to get this guy to let me lick his..."Uh Lynn!" Damn that Barry! Right when I was about to start fantasizing, he had to talk. Then, I realize that I am staring at this man in a very unsexy, stalker-like way. Shit! "Oh hi, sorry. I thought you looked familiar." How could I embarrass myself like that? Ugh! "We are here to visit ProfessionalDome." Instead of looking weirded-out that a strange black woman was staring at him, the Samoan guy looks like he might be up for whatever I was thinking. "I will go and tell her that you are here. By the way, my name is Manu. Who do I tell her is here?" Manu winks at me and grins. "My name is Lynn. Could you tell her that I am here with my friend, Mark?" I grin right back at him. Heck, this hook up night was for Barry but it looks like Mama is gonna take a little ride herself. Vroom! Vroom, baby! Manu takes my hand and kisses it. "Be right back, lovely lady." And with that, he heads off to announce our arrival to Tamlyn. I am watching the muscles in his ass ripple when Barry clears his throat. "Uh, Lynn...Mark?" Barry looks confused. "Why am I Mark? And what the hell are you doing flirting with the door guy? I just licked your pussy juices off my fingers on the stairs. Now, you are looking like you are going to toss this guy's salad." I can hear the frustration in Barry's voice. "Dude," I grab his hands and look into his eyes. "You are Mark because I didn't want to give my friend your real name in case you decided to stand her up. And," I give him a stern pull on his hands, "remember, you are here to meet a lady. We," I motion between him and me, "are just boys." I sigh. "We have had some great sex, but we are still just boys, okay?" I can tell Barry is about to respond to me when Manu comes back down the stairs. "Please follow me. She is ready to receive you now." The fact that I am not grabbing Manu's ass and rubbing it like a crystal ball should get me some kind of award. I could put hickeys all over his buns. Yes, indeed. When we come to a huge black lacquer door, Manu comes to a stop. "Mark, she wants you to change into the outfit on the bed." Manu turns to me. "Once you get your friend settled in, why don't you come downstairs and I will make you a dirty martini." With a wink, he is gone. I am smiling to myself when Barry grabs my arm. "Uh, Lynn, dude, why am I changing into something for this chick? What the hell have you got me into?" I sigh. The jig is up. Either Barry will go along with the program or he will storm out of here. "Barry, I found you some ass. My friend was supposed to help get your groove back. That was before we fucked." I look up at him to see how he is taking it. So far he isn't running. He isn't happy either, though. With a deep breath, I continue. "She loves to have anal sex and toss salad and has amazing tits, so I thought you would be into her. And," deep breath, "she wants to eat me out before she does you." With the last statement, Barry's whole demeanor changes. "Hell, you should have told me that days ago." He starts to pull me in the room. "I would have volunteered for this. A chance to watch a girl eat your pussy and then I can fuck her in the ass?" Barry laughs. "Fuck! What guy would pass up this chance?" He reaches over and gives me a hug. "Lynn, you are the best chick any guy could have as a friend!" Barry goes over to the bed and picks up a bow tie. Apparently that is all there is of his attire for the evening. There is a note attached. "Welcome to my social club! I can't wait to entertain you. Lynn, please get comfortable on the bed. Mark, have a seat on the lounger in the corner. As soon as you all are comfortable, I will be in to get things started. I can't wait to taste both of you!" Barry slips out of his clothes and hangs them across the rack in the corner of the room. He looks over at me. "Lynn, what are you waiting for?" He has that kid on Christmas day look in his eye. I sit on the bed and look at him, as he sprawls himself over the black velvet lounger. Because the room is so softly lit, I can barely make out his dark form against the furniture. "I am as comfortable as I plan to get." I pick an invisible speck off my skirt. Suddenly, I am feeling butterflies. Maybe she won't make me make good on my promise. Barry growls. "Girl, if you think you are gonna sit on that bed fully clothed while all I have on is a damn tie you gotta 'nother think coming!" I could hear him started to get a little bit angry with me. "Do I need to come over there and help you get undressed?" I can see his form starting to move toward me. Might as well get it over with, I am thinking as I start to unzip my skirt. I let it drop to the floor in a heap at my feet. Kicking it off to the side, I unbutton my silk shirt. I am thinking about how to extricate myself when I hear Tamryn's voice at the door. "Very sexy, girl!" Tamryn growls softly. "I love how your breasts look so full and lush. Leave the bra on!" She walks over to the bed slowly. As she does, I am trying to get a good look at her face. She almost looks familiar, like I know her. Before I can really see her face, she is right up on me. Her hands, cool and soft, start to help me shed my shirt. Tamryn looks back at Barry. "Hey, guy. Sit back and relax. Enjoy the show." She looks back at me and caresses my thigh. "I know I will." I try for once more for a pardon from this. "Ya know, girl, sexy as you are, this is about you and my friend." I try to slip away. Unfortunately for me, I fail to notice that slipping away put me right by the pillows at the top of the bed. Before I know what's going on, she grabs my calves and raises them up on the bed. This girl had to be a wrestler in a former life! I couldn't believe how she just took over my legs like that. The force of the movement and the surprise of it all forced me back against the many pillows against the headboard. I can feel her hands rubbing up and down my legs. She is barely touching them, but I feel as if I can't move. I don't want to enjoy her touch. I don't want to get goosebumps every time her hand caresses the area behind my knees. I don't want to, but my body is betraying me. Against my will, I feel my nipples getting hard. I will myself to stop getting wetter and wetter, but apparently my pussy has decided not to listen today. I catch my breath and hold it when I hear myself starting to sound like I am breathing heavy. Bed Buddies Ch. 02 She leans down to kiss my ankle. "Oh wow...I see you left your heels on for me." She starts to lick the patent leather on the side of my shoe. "That is so sexy, girl. You know what I like, don't you?" I can't believe how erotic someone licking my shoe is feeling. I don't know if it is because it is a good feeling or if it is because it is just so taboo, but fuck, it feels good. I need to start detaching from this situation. I could see this not going the way I planned. I stare off into the corner while her licks start twirling up my legs. First one ankle, and then another. The back of the calves, the sensitive fold of my knee. Against my will, my thighs start to part. Tamryn smiles against my knee and moves up closer against my legs. Tamryn's breasts are swinging free. I can feel her nipples pressing into my legs as she nibbles and bites my thighs. As she moves in closer, she makes a move to pull me into her a bit. The movement changes my position. Now I am laying on the bed, more than sitting. I get a surprise when I look up. There is a mirror showing me every movement that is happening on the ceiling. I see Tamryn, a lighter brown than me, dressed in only a garter belt with stockings and heels. Her hips are gyrating as she kisses and licks the little crevice between my thighs and kitty lips. I close my eyes. I can't believe that I am starting to get into this. Tamryn's light licks are driving me crazy. I wish she'd move her licks over just one more inch... Even though I am not looking in the mirror, I can feel Tamryn moving. Her hips, gyrating in sync with mine, find the tip of one of my heels. Tamryn's hot box, and it feels so hot, is grinding against my shoe. She starts to slide up and down against my foot, no longer just concentrating on the shoe. I can now feel her clit, slick with her essence, rubbing against the top of my foot. While I am getting use to that feeling, Tamryn decides to go in for the bullseye. All of a sudden, I feel her lips suctioning on my clit. Her tongue starts doing this crazy dance on the underside of my now fully alert clitoris. From the corner, I hear a "shit, yes!" I had almost forgot Barry was in the room. I can just barely hear the squishy sounds of him stroking himself with a steady pace. I open my mouth to tell Barry that it is his turn. Tamryn all of a sudden starts twirling two fingers in and out of my weeping sex. It feels like she is hitting my g-spot a couple of times with each twist. Instead of words, I can only utter moans of pleasure. My hips start mashing into her face. Instead of backing off, Tamryn pushes her face into my waiting puss even more. It is like she is starving for my taste. My foot is now glazed with her juices. The more she gets excited, the more that she shoots onto my foot. The slicker my foot becomes, the more she grinds onto me. I feel her back off my foot and start to fuck against the tip of my shoe. As my shoe slides in her hole, I can feel her walls shaking against my foot. I can tell she is cumming as she goes into overdrive on my pussy. With her free hand, she starts to finger my ass. That is all I need to push me all the way over the edge. I grab her head and scream over and over again as I orgasm. It is so intense, that I can feel my body doubling over in ecstasy. Every time I feel like it is dying down, she starts to suck and lick with everything she has. My throat is hurting from screaming, but that is the only way my body can stand all this pleasure at once. I can sense that something has changed in the room. I look in the mirror above the bed. I can see Barry has gotten up from the lounger. He is now buried to the hilt in Tamryn's ass. As she is licking me with vigor, he is slamming into her ass with the same gusto. It is only when Tamryn starts to cum does she release my kitty from her mouth. With her face shining with Lynn cum, she raises her face and starts to mewl as she suckles my nipples through my bra. Her body is shaking all over, vibrating on Barry's thick shaft. With a "grr!", Barry pulls out of Tamryn's back door and his cream flys all over her back and in her hair. A few splashes land on my breasts. Tamryn hurries to lick it off. With my pussy throbbing and sopping wet, I am replete. I can see the same look in Tamryn's hooded gaze. And I hear Barry sighing in happiness in the background. Oh shit! In the afterglow I can really see Tamryn's face. Now I know why she looks so familiar! This lady whose face is covered in glistening girl juice and ass is covered in Barry's nut is none other than Doctor Tamryn Stick-In-The-Ass. As in one of the other doctors in Barry's office. As in, oh shit...! I don't even know how to explain this one to Barry. I see that as it is sinking in for me, Barry sees Tamryn for the first time. I mean, he really sees her. His jaw drops ever so slightly. Tamryn smiles up at him. And, then she does a double take. I can see in her eyes she recognizes Barry as well. I hear Barry's growl from the bottom of the bed. Not the sexy, I-am-gonna-cum growl. The Lynn-is-in-deep-shit growl. He looks past Tamryn and points his finger at me. I see it curling, demanding that I come to where he is standing. "Lucy," Barry said in a horrible rendition of Ricky Ricardo, "jou got some 'splainin' to do."