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Double Trouble Ch. 01

By: The_Unicorn



John Parker pulled his car up in front of Robin Nelson's apartment complex and parked on the street. The complex was a big one, with balconies giving great views of either, downtown Denver or the Rocky Mountains, depending on which side of the complex you lived on. Nervously, he approached the front door with roses in hand. He worried that the roses might be too much, but it was too late now. When he reached the door, he examined the buttons recessed into the wall beside it. 

For a moment he was unsure as to which button to press. There were so many names. Then he found the one with Robin's name next to it. Gathering his courage, he pressed it. 

"Hello?" came Robin's voice from the speaker a moment later. 

"It's John," he replied, trying not to sound as nervous as he felt. 

"I'll be right down," she said. 

Standing awkwardly in front of the complex, John waited patiently. Only a few people passed by on the sidewalk but they all smiled at him and his roses. He felt quite conspicuous.

When the door opened suddenly, John was startled and stepped back. Robin was in the doorway smiling at him and she was beautiful. Her hair was long and red and wavy, her eyes a rich emerald green, and her lips were a pale red with a soft affectionate smile gracing them. Many of the freckles covering her face were hidden by a light application of makeup. 

John had known the beauty of her face. That was the main reason he had asked for this date when he met her in the Cherry Creek Mall a few weeks earlier. He had been so nervous that she had laughed at him, but then agreed anyway. So, though he was familiar enough with her face, it was her body he had been unprepared for. Her slim body was wrapped in a tight black dress with a plunging neckline that stopped just at her navel. 

Every curve was visible to him; from her full tits, the nipples clearly outlined, thrusting toward him through the fabric; to her slim waist; to her flaring hips that called to him invitingly. The expanse of skin on her chest this revealed was pale, decorated with many freckles above her tits. The dress stopped just a couple inches past heaven, revealing her legs. They were long and firm, wrapped in black nylon and ending in black high heels. 

The sight of her made his cock lurch and begin to grow inside his black slacks. John quickly looked up into her eyes when he realized how openly he had been appraising her. To his surprise, her eyes were resting between his legs. This only caused his cock to swell even more. He knew it had to be clearly denting his slacks, but he dared not look.

"You are very beautiful," he said, his voice cracking, as she continued to stare at his growing crotch. 

"You aren't so bad yourself," she replied smoothly, slowly pulling her gaze up to his eyes. 

John was in his best black suit and thought that he did look good; but he knew she had been referring to something else. He was surprised, and turned on, at her boldness. "These are for you," he said, presenting her with the dozen roses he had been holding, the moisture from them finally working its way through the green tissue to the palm of his hand. 

"Why, you are a gentleman, aren't you," she said, accepting the roses from him. "They're beautiful," she added before inhaling deeply the scent from one of them. 

"I'm glad you like them," John said, wiping his hands on his slacks.

"I'd better take them up to my apartment and put them in a vase. Will you wait here for me?" she asked as she turned and went back inside. 

John didn't have time to answer; besides, he was mesmerized by her tight ass as she presented it to him and sauntered inside. The sway of her hips played havoc with his imagination and made his cock as hard as a rock.

Trying to hide his erection until it subsided; John pretended to study the buttons on the wall. None of the several people that entered and exited the apartment complex took any notice of him. Thankfully, his erection had diminished by the time Robin returned. 

"Shall we go?" she asked as soon as she emerged.

Nodding, John hastened to open the passenger door of his car for her. He was in a daze as she slid into the car and pulled her door closed. He quickly circled the car and got in. 

"A corvette," she said admiringly. 

"Have you ever been in one before?" he asked as he started the engine. He was very proud of his silver corvette. 

"A few," she replied mysteriously as he pulled into traffic.

Despite the heavy traffic, John's eyes were drawn to Robin's crossed legs and the hem of her dress, which had drawn up an inch or two because of her seated position. One more inch and he would have been able to see her panties. Of course, they way she was acting; she might not be wearing any, John thought. 

"Do you like my dress, John?" she asked uncrossing and re-crossing her legs.

"Yes," he replied, continuing to stare at her legs. 

"I wore it especially for you, but if I would have known you wouldn't have been able to drive I would have worn pants," Robin told him in a playful tone. 

"I'm glad you didn't," he said tightly, pulling his eyes back to the road. 

John was relieved several minutes later when they finally reached Ben's Steakhouse. Her body was driving him mad. He managed to keep his cock under control long enough to park the car, get out, and open the passenger door for Robin. 

She smiled up at him as she got out of the car, giving him a view down the plunging neckline of her dress. "I've never been with such a gentleman," she told him.

John was so proud of himself that she would say such a thing. He was determined to make the most of this. "Shall we go?" he asked, extending his elbow toward her. 

Her smile was soft and playful as she took his arm and let him lead her through the parking lot to the entrance to the restaurant. She let him lead her, her shoes clicking along next to him on the asphalt. He took a deep breath to try and steady his nerves.

Ben's Steakhouse was not a very fancy restaurant and John regretted choosing it the instant they entered. He had made the reservations without realizing how Robin would be dressed. A more elegant place would have been better. 

"This isn't the best of restaurants, let's go somewhere else--" he began. 

"Nonsense," she said, cutting him off. "I'm easy to please. Besides, I think this is a charming restaurant." 

John studied her for a moment and decided that she meant what she was saying. Besides, it was their first date. He needed to take her at her word because he wasn't going to be able to read her well until he knew her better.

John and Robin waited for a while and were seated by a lovely blonde waitress. John would have normally thought the waitress was really hot, but compared to Robin she was a dog. The waitress gave them menus and they looked them over. After a few minutes they ordered their steaks and salads.

As they waited for their salads, John told Robin, "You are, by far, the prettiest woman in here."

"You are so sweet," she smiled, taking a sip of her water. She eyed him to see if he meant it or if it was false flattery. 

"I'm serious," he continued. "Don't you notice the way all the men are staring at you? It makes me feel proud to be seen with you," he said awkwardly. 

Deciding that he meant it she said, "That is one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me," as the waitress placed their salads in front of them.

Happy with himself and not wanting to press his luck he smiled at her and turned his attention to his salad. As he started eating, John felt something brush up the inside of his left leg. He flinched, bumping the table and making the tableware clink.

Robin suppressed a laugh.

John realized it was Robin's nylon-clad foot. She flashed him a warm smile from across the table. He then felt his cock start to rise as he tried to shift his concentration back to his salad. Her foot caressed its way up his leg to the inside of his left thigh as he finished his salad.

The tablecloth covered her actions and she was eating her salad across from him as if she weren't doing anything at all. John let himself go, his cock swelling to full hardness, as he stared across the table at her. He wasn't going anywhere for the moment. 

When her foot gently probed his crotch a moment later it met the hard lump of his cock in his pants. She then moved her foot around, feeling the size of it through his pants. Then her eyes went wide with surprise and she looked up at him. That's what he was waiting for. In that moment, he caught a glimpse of the woman inside. She wasn't as unflappable as she pretended to be.

"Your friend is big," she said softly before regaining her composure. Her toes rubbed and kneaded his cock and balls through the fabric as the waitress brought them their steaks. If the waitress noticed John's glassy-eyed look, she gave no indication.  

Robin began casually eating her steak as if her foot was not caressing his cock under the table. Her composure impressed him. Of course, he was the one that was having the hardest time keeping a straight face.

John decided that things were going well enough to press his luck and try to even out the playing field a bit. So, he slipped his right shoe off without alerting Robin. Then, he slowly extended his right foot to her chair without touching her legs. She had one leg extended and the other was tucked off to the side providing balance and support. He could feel the bottom of her chair with the top of his foot. If she could do it to him the he should be able to do it to her, he reasoned. So, quickly, without giving her any warming, he pulled his foot up over the rim of the chair and eased it between her legs. 

Robin, still casually eating her steak, gave a tiny yelp of surprise, causing several people at nearby tables to glance in her direction. She looked up at John in surprise and delight, as if she hadn't thought he had the courage. He smiled at her, surprising himself too. Then she went back to eating as if nothing were happening. 

Her foot worked tirelessly on John's cock and his toes gently teased her cunt through her panties. He could feel the heat of her cunt through his sock which made his prick even harder. He couldn't believe they were doing this in the restaurant. If the waitress noticed he would just die. 

"If you keep this up my dress and your sock will be soaked," she said in a casual tone low enough not to be overheard but as if she was discussing the weather. Her face was flushed and her breathing was a little labored.

"Fair is fair. I can't walk at all like this," he retorted, trying to match her mischievousness. 

She gave a small laugh through the passion which was beginning to show on her face. He was beginning to really enjoy her playfulness. Doing this in the restaurant made him feel naughty and he was beginning to like it. That is, as long as they didn't get caught.

"You have a lovely laugh," he said as he delved more forcefully against her cunt with his toes. If she weren't wearing panties, he thought, I'd have my entire foot inside her. He also couldn't believe how brazen he was being.

"Thank you," she breathed. Her breathing became very labored and she stopped eating her steak. "You had better stop or I'm going to jump you right here," she admitted, her composure abandoning her. The look in her eyes told him that she wasn't kidding. 

"Okay," he said with a smile, removing his foot as he noticed a couple at the next table looking at them appreciatively. He tried to block that from his mind. "My sock is soaked," he said with a chuckle, trying to distract himself and not blush. 

"You have very talented toes," she replied seriously, her breathing beginning to settle down. "Are you as talented anywhere else?" she asked, barely disguised passion in her voice. 

"A few places," he replied, learning how to talk to her and feeling more certain of where he stood with her. This boldness was new to him, but he was getting the hang of it.

As if they had come to understanding they put their shoes back on and resumed eating. That's when the conversation really began. They talked about their jobs and their lives, getting to know each other. John was not only hot for Robin but he found that she was a smart and funny woman. 

They were served desert and by the time they had finished eating it John's cock had finally deflated. So, he paid the waitress and they made their way outside. Again, he opened the passenger door of his corvette and let her get in before going around and getting in the driver's seat.

As John reached forward to start the engine Robin put her hand on top of his, stopping him. He turned to look at her and she kissed him. Her lips pressing firmly against his and her tongue pried him mouth open and plunged inside. 

Startled, John was passive for a moment until, recovering himself, he pressed back against her mouth and used his tongue to fence with hers. His hand reached out and caressed her right breast through her dress as her hand fell to his cock which was, once again, starting to harden. Her breast was firm and full under his hand. He could feel her nipple through the fabric of her dress begin to harden against his palm as she moaned into his mouth. 

"Take me home," she breathed, pulling away from him. "I want to get you alone." Her passion was completely revealed and John knew this date was going to be the best of his life.

John gave her nipple a gentle affectionate pinch, causing Robin to gasp with pleasure, before starting the car and maneuvering onto the road. Robin's hand continued to lightly rest on his hard cock as he shifted gears, getting up to speed. When he reached fifth gear she unzipped his slacks. 

John was startled but kept his car on the road. He should have really expected that, he told himself. As she leaned toward him he pulled his right arm back and rested his right hand on her back. Apparently she wasn't going to wait for him to get her home. He considered himself a very lucky man. 

Reaching into his pants, Robin snaked her hand into the opening of his boxers and down into his hot crotch. Her skilled fingers immediately went to his cock and wrapped around the hard shaft. As hard and big as it was, she had to pull hard to free it from his slacks. Eventually it was standing up through the opening, hard and pulsing in the moonlight. 

John saw Robin's eyes grow wide and glaze over with lust as she stared at the hard shaft of flesh protruding from his groin. His cock was nine inches long and so big around that her hand barely managed to encircle it. It was circumcised and the head shone red in the passing street lights. 

"Wow," Robin breathed as she began caressing the soft skin stretched tight about his cock. She acted as if she had never seen a cock that big but John figured that wasn't case. More likely that it had just been a while. Either that or she was relieved that it was as big as she had hoped.

John let out a moan as he tried to concentrate on the road. Thankfully, the traffic wasn't as bad as it had been earlier. He pulled his right hand off her back and down onto her left leg. 

At the touch of his fingers on her nylon-clad thigh, Robin spread her legs, urging his fingers to explore her hidden treasures. John could feel the heat from her cunt on his hand without touching her. Gently, he caressed her thighs. 

When she moaned in appreciation he explored higher. He couldn't see what he was doing but her panties felt lacy and wet. He rubbed her soft cunt through the cloth with his fingers as her hand began to pump his cock. 

His fingers then hooked into the side of her panties and pulled them to the side. Robin gasped, her breathing becoming heavier. He gently touched her exposed pussy with his middle finger. He quickly found her hard clit and began softly rubbing it.

"Oh, god," Robin said, her hand faltering in its journey up and down his cock as she was overcome by the pleasure his finger was giving her. "I would love to suck your beautiful cock," she breathed, "but the stick shift is in the way." 

"It's alright," John said, inserting the tip of his middle finger into her cunt while still rubbing her clit with the back of his hand, "we're almost there." 

Robin gasped and pulled her hand back to rub her own nipples through the dress. "I knew you would be good when I first met you," she breathed. 

"You haven't seen anything yet," John replied, his confidence overcoming his earlier hesitancy, as he pulled his car up to her apartment complex. 

When he pulled the hand brake Robin was up against him, her lips seeking his. He kissed her long and hard, his tongue exploring her mouth as her right hand found his still-hard cock, her delicate fingers wrapping around his hot shaft. 

Giving his cock a few pumps, she pulled away from him and opened her door. "Come on," she said smiling, as she got out of the car. 

John watched as she closed the door, straightened her dress, and walked toward the front door, her hips and ass rolling sensuously. His cock was hard and ready and was not going to go back into his pants for several minutes. Not to be denied, John quickly took his jacket off as she stood at her front door and turned around to look at him. Draping his jacket over his arm he got out of the car and held it in front of him to hide his hard cock from passersby. He locked his car and hurried to the front door. 

Robin opened the door. "Is there a problem?" she asked, feigning concern. 

"No, not at all," he said casually, being careful to keep his jacket in front of him so that he didn't get arrested for indecent exposure. 

"Really?" she asked, reaching behind his jacket. She gave his cock a couple of pumps before releasing it and heading for the elevator. She let go a small laugh that echoed off the walls of the small lobby.

When the elevator arrived they hurried in, only to be followed by an elderly woman also going to an apartment in the building. Robin pressed the button for the fourth floor while the woman pressed for the fifth. This was going to be difficult, John feared.

Purposefully, John went to the back of the elevator and turned to face the doors as most people did. With the old woman in front of him and facing front his cock started to relax but Robin was soon standing next to him. She looked at him and winked playfully. Once again, she reached behind his jacket and wrapped her fist around his cock. It only took a few small movements for his cock to be as hard as it had ever been. 

John looked at Robin with a mixture of frustration and admiration. He admired her sexuality but he would have felt a lot safer with his cock inside his slacks. She had the advantage, which had always been the case anyway. Not only was she playful but she also liked the control.

Her hand pumped his cock behind his jacket which was held in place with his bent arm. Her hand felt wonderful, her soft fingers massaging his prick with consummate skill. Her face was serene and gave nothing away to the old woman.

John was very relieved when the elevator stopped at the fourth floor and he quickly stepped out. Robin was in step with him and didn't let go of his cock for a second. John was careful to keep the jacket between his prick and the old woman's eyes.

When the doors closed behind them John could see that they were alone in the hall. Ignoring his coat, Robin openly led him down the hall by his cock, fishing in her small purse for her keys with her free hand. She was relishing the control she had over him.

They were only a few doors down from the elevator when Robin stopped and unlocked a door. Releasing his dick she pushed the door open and passed inside. Her tight ass and rolling hips invited him inside. 

John followed as she put her keys in her purse and tossed it on the couch. He was impressed with the apartment. It was small but decorated very elegantly, with numerous paintings along the walls. There was a plush sofa and loveseat to the left of the door and a 27-inch television to the right of the door. The floor was thickly-carpeted with off-white shag. 


Double Trouble Ch. 01



It all started a couple of months ago when me and my younger sister Jessica went over to my older half-sister Lissa's. I needed to get some yard work done for her since she recently divorced her husband and her two sons weren't ever around.

It was a hot day in the middle of summer, so I wasn't wearing a shirt while mowing the lawn. I'm a pretty average guy, about 5'10 and thin, I don't have much in the way of muscles, but I do have some. The girls were laying out in their bikinis trying to get some sun. They had the radio on listening to a mix of genres, while sipping some drinks I made them since I just started bartending at the beginning of the year.

After about an hour of pushing that damn lawnmower back and forth I finally finished. I wasn't quite ready to end my day outside so I decided to run up onto the pool deck where my sisters were sunbathing, and do a cannon ball into the pool in an effort to get them wet. Well, the plan worked brilliantly, they both got drenched from head to toe. They yelled at me, calling me a brat and I replied with a teasing laugh then sticking out my tongue. I then decided to invite them in telling them that since they were already wet they might as well.

As they got up I was glad I had my sunglasses on because I couldn't help looking each of them up and down as they stood. Jess had just turned twenty one a few weeks ago and her body definitely matched her age. She had a slender frame like me with a delicious v running from her hips to parts beyond. She was also blessed with perky b-cups that shimmered in the sunlight. My older sister Lissa, who was fifteen years older than my twenty three, had an athletic build. She was a huge fitness buff, she worked everyday and even boxed every few days. She got some good genes from our mother with her outstanding d-cups. I was brought back to reality when I heard them giggle as they jumped into the pool and each splashed me.

We swam around for a little while splashing and laughing, calling each names as we always did. Finally when all of our fingers and toes were pruned we decided it was time to get out. They went back to their chairs and drinks while I dried off and told them I was going to grill us up some dinner. Still in just my shorts I cooked some burgers hot dogs for us to chow down on. As Jess took a huge bite into her hot dog a big glob of ketchup dropped right onto her cleavage. I watched it fall and then almost started drooling as I watched her scrape it off with her finger and stick it into her mouth pulling it out slowly sucking all the ketchup off her finger in an innocently provocative way.

At this sight I could feel all of my blood rushing southward. We were finishing up dinner and I still couldn't get the thought of Jess sucking her finger out of my head, and as I stood up I realized I still had a raging boner. And I wasn't the only one, in unison my sisters said "well it looks like someone is excited about something!" I blushed and rushed into the house. I could hear them giggle as I went inside half embarrassed and half turned on.

I decide its time for me to get a shower to wash off all the sweat, grass, and chlorine left on my body. I walked out in my towel to go to the room with my clothes and as I walked past Jess and Liss, Liss' dog jumped on my and effectively pulled my towel down with him. Still being half hard from the dirty thoughts I had in the shower it didn't take me long to get full mast. I didn't react fast enough and they saw everything. I quickly grabbed my towel and wrapped it back around my waist, but it was too little, too late. I looked up to see both my sisters mouths open in amazement at my huge eight inch cock. I told them I was going to go take a nap since we were going to go out to our favorite bar tonight and I was tired from the afternoon.

I laid in bed with all kinds of thoughts running through my head. I was still hard and so I decided to fix it by beating off. I heard some muffled noises by the door which was slightly open. I strained my eyes through the darkness to see what was making the noise. To my surprise, Jess was standing there her arm down at her at her waist and I think she was moaning! Once I realized she was watching I didn't stop, but started going harder and started to moan louder. As I blew my huge load I heard her moan pretty loudly a couple more times until she was finished and when she realized I was too she quickly ran away.

I fall asleep til about nine or so and then get up and start getting dressed just as I'm putting my boxers on Lissa barges in and forces me to zip her dress up. I complained and asked why Jess couldn't do it, she told me that she was finishing up in the shower. I thought of what a dirty girl she was earlier and turned to Lissa and said I'd be glad to help. I zipped it up slowly running both my hands up her back and then I felt her shudder. I asked if she was cold and she said just a little with a giggle. She turned around gave me a peck on the cheek with a smile and pranced off to finish getting ready.

I decided to play a few rounds of call of duty while they finished getting ready, and when they finally called me down I could feel my jaw drop when I viewed them in their beautiful skin tight and skimpy dresses. Just then I felt a punch on my arm and saw Jess ready to hit me again when she said stop ogling and let's go get drunk! I snapped out of my daze and grabbed the keys to my convertible.

I put on my favorite edm station and crank the volume and start to jam out. Jess and Lissa laughed at me but they soon join in on car dancing. We finally arrive at the bar and I order us each a shot and a drink. We down both the shot and the drink and order another. Slam those again really quick, and order another round of drinks. 

They both start pulling me towards the dance floor, pointing to it excitedly. I'm slow to follow because I'm not the greatest dancer in the world but since they're my sisters I decide to say fuck it and let loose. We all mingle around with the other dancers for awhile and then find our way back to each other. I tell them that I'm going to get another round of drinks for us and they beg me to get them another shot. I comply and when I get back I see the two of them dancing together. And I'm not talking about any kind of high school dancing either, its the kind of dirty dancing that will get a man hard. And that's exactly what happened. They still hadn't noticed me so I decided to watch them for a little. When I couldn't take it anymore I went over to them and handed them their drinks. We take our shots and as I turn around they got on either side of me and started dancing on me.

At first I was a little embarrassed, but in my semi-drunken stupor I decided to go with the flow. I started to swing my hips with Jessica, who was in front if me and Lissa was soon to catch our groove. Jess backed up just a little more and I could feel her ass pushing against my cock. I couldn't help my blood flowing to cock and got nervous she would stop dancing with me, because in truth, I was fucking loving every second of it. But instead of moving she pressed her ass tighter against me and turned her head and gave me a wink.

The next thing I know I feel two sets of hands on my waist and couldn't believe it! Jess moved her hands down to my thighs and squeezed, while Lissa caressed my pelvis. I begin to think that wink wasn't just for me. I turn my head back to look at my older sister, who winks and plants a big kiss on my cheek. The next thing I know I'm being spun around to face Lissa.

But I'm the only one who turns around. She keeps facing me and starts grinding even harder. I happen to snag a look at her face, which has a huge grin spread across it. I feel Jess move out from behind me and see her get behind Lissa. Then I see Jess' hand slide down to Lissa's waist and begin to massage her hips. I look to Lissa whose eyes are closed and a look of ecstasy on her face. I think to myself, this is gonna get interesting. I closed my own eyes for a few seconds to think to myself when I feel the pressure on my hips release. Before I can open my eyes I feel it again and when I open my eyes Lissa had turned to face Jess.

The thing I see really shocked me and put me in a spin. Lissa and Jess were making out! When I saw this happening I stopped cold. Lissa must of felt my hips stop moving because she turned to me and asking what was wrong. I stammered that it was nothing, my mind still reeling from what I saw. They were both looking at me and I said that I had to use the restroom.

I replayed the image of them kissing the whole time I pissed. After the bathroom I walked up to the bar to get a shot a clear my head. I pound the shot and order three more and another round of drinks to take to my sisters, when I approach the dance floor I see a small circle of people and wonder what's going on. I decided to take a closer look and what I found in the middle of that circle surprised me.

Lissa and Jess were in the middle dancing wildly on each other while making out. I push my way through to them and yell at them to get their attention. They must not have realized what was going on around them because when they broke free of their embrace they had a look of shock on their faces.

I handed them their drinks and suggested we move to a table to let things cool down for a bit. We sit down and chug our shots. Somehow I muster the courage to ask them about their over friendliness to each other. They looked at one another then looked at me.

Lissa, always the one in command told me this wasn't the first time they've done this. The look on my face must've explained what I was thinking because she went on to tell me that since Jess turned twenty on they'd go out once a week to clubs and leave their inhibitions to the wind. My mind raced, going through any possible scenario that it could imagine.

I asked them if they wanted another drink seeing their empty glasses. They replied no together and told me they wanted to go somewhere else. I asked them where they wanted to go and they said that they didn't care. That's when I remembered that I still had some MDMA in my car from the last rave I went to.

I told them to head out to the car while I settle the tab. We started driving towards my favorite EDM club, which wasn't too far away. I find myself pondering how this night is going to end and pretty much blur out my sisters talking and even the music. We finally arrive at the club and they look at me unsure, so I reassured them that it will be fun because its open much later than any of the bars.

Before we got out I told them that I had a surprise for them. They looked at each with a look of surprise, curiosity, and wonderment. I reached into my arm rest and pulled out my MDMA. They saw it and quickly began to protest, that is, until I told them what it was and what it did. They each nodded in agreement after this thought and I immediately started getting hard again. I could hear the bass in the parking lot and knew I was in for a good time.



Double Trouble Ch. 01



John closed and locked the door for her, his hard cock still protruding from his pants. When he turned around she was gone. Where had she gone?

Tossing his jacket on the sofa he walked deeper into the apartment one open doorway and saw that it was a bedroom but it was unoccupied. The archway next to that one showed him a kitchen. Robin wasn't there either. The balcony's sliding glass door was covered with an undisturbed curtain. There were two other doorways, one the other side of the dining room. One was a bathroom and the other opened onto another bedroom. This bedroom was lit by a lamp next to the bed and Robin was standing in front of the bed with a mischievous smile on her face. 

"I see your friend is looking for me," she said staring at his crotch. 

John realized that his cock had not softened in the least during his search of her apartment and it was still fully exposed. Stepping into the bedroom, John noticed that the lamp lighting the room had a red shade which made it cast a soft red sexy glow on everything in the room. Robin stood her ground as he took her in his arms, pressed his lips to hers, and speared his tongue deep into her mouth. 

She kissed him back feverishly, pressing her body against his. All playfulness was gone, her passion clearly visible. His cock pressed hotly into her stomach through her dress, her cunt rubbing against his crotch as she began unbuttoning his shirt. 

He cupped her ass with both hands, pulling her tighter against him, as he hotly explored her mouth with his tongue. He let his arms drop to his sides as she pulled his shirt off. Her clothed tits pressed firmly against his naked chest as he pulled her close again, her hands roaming across his bare back. 

Robin pulled away from him after a moment and looked into his eyes. "Don't move," she instructed him as she unbuckled his slacks. They fell at his feet. She then pulled his boxers over his raging hard-on and pushed them down to his ankles. 

She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled John closer. She examined the cock directly below her face. It was huge and pointing straight up at her as if inviting her to suck it. She ran her fingers up and down the shaft, teasing him unmercifully. 

When a groan finally escaped John's lips she lowered her open mouth down over his cock, taking as much of his warm meat as she could until it reached the back of her throat. John moaned loudly in pleasure. He could feel Robin's tongue move against the underside of his prick as best it could. His cock filled her mouth completely. 

Clamping her mouth tight to his dick, Robin dragged her lips up his shaft, her tongue swirling madly around the head when it had retreated enough. John dropped his hands into Robin's red hair but she would have none of it and brushed his hands away. She began bobbing her head on his cock. 

John moaned again. Her mouth felt fabulous as it traveled faster and faster along his dick. Looking down he could see his cock and her lips as they dragged along it. Her head moved faster and faster, her hair flying about her head in shimmering waves. 

One of Robin's hands cupped his balls and began gently kneading them while the other hand gripped his cock about its base and began pumping as if it were an extension of her mouth. 

"Oh, that's it, baby," John moaned as he worked to keep his feet. "You are sucking it so good." 

Normally, John could fuck for a long time but she had kept him at such a high level of excitement all night that he was having trouble holding back. So, reluctantly, he pulled her mouth off his cock and pulled her up to stand before him. She looked disappointed.

"You are so beautiful," John said, eliciting a wet smile from Robin in response. 

He reached behind her and, finding the tab at the top, unzipped her dress. Robin let it fall to the floor. She stepped back, staring at him sexily, letting him look at her.

Her body was almost totally revealed to John in a single instant. She wore no bra, her tits thrusting proudly away from her body, the pale pink nipples hard and ready. Her skin was smooth and pale with freckles covering much of it. The parts normally exposed to the sun like her arms and chest had darker freckles while her tits and stomach had lighter freckles. Her panties were very brief black lacy things and they were soaking wet, as was the insides of her thighs. The stockings held themselves up just below her panties. 

"Wow," he said in genuine appreciation. 

With a smile Robin pulled a leg up to the bed, her shoe falling off enroute. With one leg on the bed she began rolling her stocking down her leg while John simply started at her. She was the sexiest woman he had ever met and he had him completely intoxicated.

Without taking his eyes off Robin, John stepped out of his clothes as quickly as possible. He then kicked his shoes and socks off. Standing fully naked he watched her roll the other stocking down her other leg. His cock pulsed strongly in anticipation. 

When she was done with her stockings, Robin hooked her fingers into her panties and slowly pulled them down, off her legs. Her cunt was shaved but for a triangle of downy red hair above the top of her pussy. Then she looked at him, trying to read him. Was that insecurity he saw in her eyes, he wondered.

"Was it worth waiting for?" she asked. 

"God, yes," he replied, stepping forward and, once again, taking her into his arms. Her tongue was as active as his as they kissed passionately. John's hands grasped her naked ass and pulled her against him. He could feel her tits against his bare chest and his cock pressed fiercely against her bare stomach. 

Tilting her hips forward, Robin rubbed her bare cunt up and down against his balls just as she had done earlier when they were clothed. The heat of her pussy on his nuts drove John wild. He felt more in control than he had all night.

With his mouth attached to hers, one hand on her back, and one hand on her ass he lowered her to the bed. It was a huge king-sized bed. The bedspread had been pulled back and the sheets felt cool and exciting. 

One of Robin's hands found John's cock and began pumping on it fiercely. John released his kiss and took one of her nipples into his mouth. She moaned loudly as he rolled the tiny hard bud around in his mouth. One of his hands caressed its way down her stomach to her pussy. He didn't have to search for her clit as her cunt was swollen and completely open to him. When he rubbed her clit between his fingers she squealed and moaned in pleasure. 

Kissing his way down her stomach John pulled his cock out of her reach. He lay down in the bed between her legs. The scent of her pussy was strong in his nostrils. One of his fingers that had been rubbing her clit moved down and penetrated into the depths of her cunt channel. He lowered his lips to her clit and began to lick and suck at the little bud.

"Oh, yes. Suck my clit. That's it," she moaned as he worked her clit around between his lips. She rolled her own nipples between her fingers as she looked down her body and into his eyes. The lust in her eyes was blazing strongly.

John alternated between grazing her clit with his teeth and sucking deeply on it with his lips. This drove Robin into wild fits of ecstasy. While doing this he slipped a second finger into her cunt. His fingers pumped in and out of her cunt as fast and as deeply as he could get them. 

"Ohhhh... god... fuck me, John. Please fuck me," she cried. 

That was all John needed to hear. Quickly rising to his knees between Robin's thighs he spread her legs a little more and, dick in hand, he laid down between her thighs. The head of his prick parted the lips of her pussy and nestled into the entrance to her cunt. He was so happy this was about to happen after all of the waiting and teasing.

"Put it in me, please," she breathed. There was no teasing, no joking. She needed to have him inside of her.

John couldn't bring himself to tease her like she had teased him. He eased his prick into her fuck-hole. Robin's pussy was so wet that he didn't have any problem as he slowly pushed it inside of her. 

They groaned together at the unbelievably sweet friction of his cock pushing its way down her cunt. John had to stop halfway in and pull back to spread her fuck-fluid on his dick. Then he thrust his prick fully into her hole, eliciting a groan of pleasure from Robin. 

John left his cock in her cunt, letting her adjust to the size of his shaft. After a moment her breathing slowed and her hips started twitching in anticipation. Then he slowly began stroking his cock in and out of her warm body. This is what he had wanted to do ever since he had met her.

"Ohhh... yeeesss..." she breathed, "that's the way to fuck my pussy." 

John rocked his hard shaft in and out of her cunt faster and faster until the slapping sounds of their flesh pounding against each other filled the room. Robin writhed in pleasure below him, thrusting her hips up to his, trying to suck as much of his cock into her cunt as possible. He was hitting bottom on each stroke.

"Ohhh...I'm coming..." Robin moaned as John felt her cunt muscles contract around his cock. She was lost in ecstasy. He hadn't expected her to come that quickly.

Knowing he could last a short while longer, John didn't pause in his fucking as she came. The friction was unbelievable as her cunt clamped down onto his cock as if her pussy wanted to break his shaft off and keep it forever. But at the same time, her fuck-hole was flooded with girl-cum which served to abate some of that friction. 

"I... can't... stop... coming," she gasped in amazement, her face contorted in pleasure. 

John knew that some women who didn't have difficulty coming could have multiple orgasms if he just kept fucking hard into her spasming cunt. He had read all about it and had done it to a woman once before. Now, normally he could have gone on for much longer but the teasing she had put him through had him in a vulnerable state and he could feel a tingling in his balls. 

"I can... feel your... cock... expanding. Come... with... meee," Robin squealed, still coming as John pounded his prick into her with all of the force and speed he could muster. 

Fucking hard into her cunt one last time John's cock exploded deep inside of her, coating the back of her fuck-hole with his cum. He moaned in pleasure as he unloaded his balls into her. He came so much that it soon was flowing back out around his cock, down her ass, and onto the sheets. He groaned in pleasure, gasping for air. 

The feel of his hot cum filling her pussy made Robin peak in her multiple orgasms and begin bucking uncontrollably. John was hard-pressed to hold on as she nearly bucked him off of her. When he finally shot the last of his load into her, Robin began to come down from her orgasms. 

"Wow," she said, trying to catch her breath. "You are the best fuck I have ever had." 

"You took the words right out of my mouth," he said, smiling down at her.



Double Trouble Ch. 02



John awoke in darkness. 

For the first moment all he knew was that he was thirsty and needed to piss, but he didn't know where he was. Looking around in the dark room he spied the glowing digital alarm clock beside the bed. Its large numbers read 2:08 AM. Then he felt Robin sleeping quietly beside him. 

That was when he realized where he was. He must have gone to sleep soon after coming. That would mean it must be Saturday morning, as their date had been on a Friday night. It had turned out better than he had imaged it could.

Smiling to himself, John quickly recalled the layout of Robin's apartment and rolled out of the bed. He was totally naked but he knew that Robin was the only one who would see him. He wasn't planning on going out onto the balcony for all of Denver to see him. Of course, they were on the fifth floor and there were no tall buildings nearby, so he would probably have gone unnoticed even if he had gone out there. 

The air was cool on his skin as he stepped to a door that he figured must be a second way into the bathroom he had discovered earlier. He went inside. Closing the door and turning on the light he was temporarily blinded, so he calmly waited for his eyes to adjust. He discovered that it was the bathroom after all. He pissed as quietly as he could before flushing the toilet and washing his hands. 

When he shut off the light and stepped back into the bedroom he noticed that Robin hadn't stirred. She looked so beautiful, her freckled face relaxed in sleep. John then realized that he was thirsty and so decided to head for the kitchen he had noticed earlier.

He stepped to the closed door of the bedroom, realized that she must have closed it before going to sleep herself. Silently opening the door, John slipped into the dining room and closed the door behind him. The moonlight filtered through the balcony curtain casting a blue glow on the darkened dining room. 

He could see that the door to the other bedroom was closed and the kitchen had no doorway at all. Padding across the hardwood floor he passed the dining room table. John entered the kitchen and turned on the light. 

Once again, he had to wait for his eyes to adjust. Opening the refrigerator he found a pitcher of orange juice. Retrieving a glass from a random cabinet he poured himself a glass and drained it before pouring him a second. 

The date with Robin had been planned of weeks and he had never imagined she would fuck him so readily. She had put him off and made him wait for a ling time. Maybe that was part of her plan. He would have to find out but he suspected that she put him off to create urgency within him. Either that or she dated lots of guys and had finally managed to fit him into her busy schedule. He dismissed the thought as probably too close to the truth.

Finishing his second glass of juice John rinsed it and put it in her sink. He felt much better. Turning off the light, John started back across the dining room when he heard a sound coming from the other bedroom. 

The sound startled him, as it seemed vaguely human. Robin had never mentioned a roommate so he figured it must be a burglar. Great, a burglar and here he was completely naked. Though John was in someone else's apartment he was not a coward. The thought of a burglar made him angry.

Grabbing the closest heavy object, which happened to be a small marble statue of a dolphin, John stepped up to the door. He detected a soft light coming form under the door, the carpet under his feet hiding nearly all of it. As quietly as he could, John turned the knob and pushed the door open. 

The room was bathed in a soft white light coming from a bedside lamp. The covers of the bed were thrown to the floor and in the center of the bed was a nude blonde woman. She was lying on her back with her eyes tightly shut and her legs spread wide. Her left hand was pinching and rubbing at her nipples while her right hand fucked a large plastic cock in and out of her pussy. 

John's cock rose to full attention as he stared at the unexpected erotic sight. The woman's face was long and lean, a sexual snarl contorting her thin lips. Her body was long and thin, a little too thin. Her hair was straight, blonde, and nearly three feet long as it splayed out on the bed about her head. Her breasts were small, their hard nipples a deep red, and her ribs were clearly visible as she breathed hard and fast. Her clean-shaven cunt was spread before John's view, her thin legs reaching toward the ceiling. The lips of her pink pussy were stretched tight about the huge phallus as she slowly pumped herself with it. 

John gasped sharply at the highly arousing sight. He was completely surprised and caught off guard. This was the last thing he had expected to see when he opened the door. 

The woman opened her eyes and looked directly at John, a shocked expression on her face.

"Who are you?" they asked each other simultaneously. 

"I live here," the woman answered first as she quickly withdrew the plastic cock from her cunt, which made a sexy slurping sound. He put one arm across her tits and, dropping the dildo on the bed beside her, she used her other hand to cover her shaved pussy with her other hand. "Who the fuck are you?" 

He didn't try to cover himself or avert his eyes from her naked body; though somewhere in the back of him mind he knew he should. That same voice also told him to back away, close the door, and let her get dressed. But, that voice was not nearly loud enough to tear John's attention away from staring at her. "You're Robin's roommate? She never mentioned a roommate," John tried to explain. 

"You're Robin's date? You must be John," she said, beginning to relax. 

"Yes, I'm John," he confirmed, oblivious to his rock-hard cock thrusting proudly from his groin and pulsing strongly. "John Parker." 

"I guess you thought I was a criminal," she said, gesturing toward the dolphin statue in his hand. The gesture re-exposed her small tits to his hungry gaze.

"Yes," he replied, setting the statue down on her makeup table. "Sorry." 

"That's okay," she smiled, relaxing a little more. "Robin is forgetful sometimes. Why don't you close the door so we don't wake her up?" 

John closed the door and turned back to the woman. She was now sitting up in the bed, her hands no longer hiding herself from him at all. The smell of sex filled the room and John's senses. His cock had not flagged in the least.

"Hi John, I'm Angela Sutherland," she said formally, extending her hand to him. 

John stepped up to the bed and shook her hand awkwardly. "Nice to meet you, Angela," he said. Her hand was damp with her own cunt juice. He automatically pulled his hand up to his nose before he realized what he was doing. The aroma made his cock pulse even more strongly. 

"Sorry about that," she said, smiling at him. 

Beginning to regain his senses, John said "I'm sorry; I never would have intruded on your privacy if I would have known Robin had a roommate."

"Well, I'm sorry if I startled you. I got in half an hour ago. My date didn't work out and I was a little hot," she explained. 

"'A little hot'? What would you do if you had been really hot?" John asked, his words coming out of his mouth before he could even think about what he was saying. 

"I'm getting hotter by the minute," she relied, her clear blue eyes sparkling. 

"I-" he began but his words got lost in his throat as Angela reached out, grabbed his hard cock with both hands, leaned forward, and sank her mouth down around his stiff pole.

He couldn't believe what was happening. He knew there was a distinct possibility that he could wake up at any moment because things like this never happened to him. He realized somewhere in the back of his mind that he shouldn't let this happen because he was still on a date with Robin. But, like the voice earlier, it was really far in the back of his mind and didn't manage to come to the surface. Getting laid had been the focus of his life for so long that any sort of monogamous thoughts required a different way of thinking. He was unprepared to shift his thinking toward anything different at two in the morning.

"Oh God," he exclaimed, as her thin lips began to travel along his inflamed dick. John completely gave in to the moment. He reached down and began caressing Angela's small tits, the nipples as hard as pebbles, as she sucked on his cock with increasing ferocity.

"Your cock tastes so good," she said; pausing to take a breath, before sucking his prick back into her wet mouth. 

John realized that it probably still tasted like Robin's juices, but he didn't mention that. Instead he responded by saying, "Your hair is so beautiful." He gathered her hair together in one of his hands while the other continued to please her nipples. He gently tugged on her hair, guiding her head's speed as it bobbed over his cock. She moaned her approval as she sucked even harder on his column of flesh. 

John had fucked Robin just a few hours before so, he realized, his cock was now going to be able to fuck for a long time. The pleasure Angela's mouth was giving him was enormous but he could take much more than that before coming. He smiled to himself.

Angela's thin lips didn't hinder her from giving John a highly energetic and sexy blowjob. She reached around him and grabbed his ass with both hands. As he guided her by his hand in her hair she guided him by her hands on his ass. She sucked and licked tirelessly, pulling more and more of his cock into her face. 

Suddenly Angela pulled her mouth from his dick, pulled her hair free from his hand, and got on her hands and knees in the center of the bed. She turned around and presented her ass to him. She looked over her shoulder at him and whispered, "Fuck me, John." 

John didn't hesitate. He mounted the bed on his knees, his cock pulling him forward with a will of its own. Angela's ass swayed seductively before him. Her cunt lips were spread wide and glistening with her juices. The insides of thighs were soaked.

Moving forward on his knees, John pressed the head of his cock to the opening of he pussy and easily sank the entire length of his big cock into her cunt in one motion. This surprised John, because he would have thought that a woman as thin as her would have a tighter pussy. Then again, he reasoned, it was probably because she was so wet.

Angela gasped in pleasure at the entry of his pussy-stretching tool. "God, yes," she said. 

John held himself motionless inside of her, relishing the feeling of her velvet cunt wrapped around his prick. Without waiting for him, Angela began rocking back and forth, stroking her pussy over his cock. Within seconds she was slamming her whole body back against his motionless hips. 

Once again, John gathered her hair together in his hand. Her hair was so long that it covered her entire back and ass. He wrapped the hair around his hand to get a good grip.

Feeling her hair pulled tight she bent her head down and said, "Pull me onto your cock." 

Without hesitation he began pulling hard on her hair, helping her impale herself on his spike. The slapping sounds of the fuck increased as John began moving his hips forward to increase the impact. Her firm ass barely jiggled above his tool. He could feel his balls slapping against her clit on each stroke.

Angela began to grunt as her orgasm neared. Her pussy was traveling along his prick at a blistering pace but the cunt juice, which was dripping onto the bed below their thrusting bodies, was more than enough to protect them from the brutal friction. The slapping sounds filled the room. 

Her grunting became so loud that John was beginning to worry that they might wake up Robin, thoughts of her making their way to the front of his mind. He didn't really want to be caught fucking his date's roommate no matter how it had happened. "Keep it down," he breathed. "We don't want to be interrupted." 

Angela quit grunting, reached forward, and gripped the headboard in her hands. She dropped her head low and using all of the strength in her lean body she slammed herself back onto his cock over and over. John had loosened the tautness of her hair in his fist and was just concentrating on not getting knocked off the bed. 

She began a low moan as her cunt muscles began rippling and her fuck-juice flowed freely from her pussy, coating John's balls and her legs. She never stopped slamming her body back against his, engulfing his big cock in her hungry fuck-hole again and again. The sloshing and sucking sounds of a very wet cunt fucking a wet shaft filled the room.

Angela's moan continued as she began to lose strength in her arms and legs. John took up some of the slack by again pulling her by her hair onto his prick and moving his hips forward. Finally, consumed by her orgasm, Angela collapsed onto her face, her ass high in the air. 

Immediately, John took over. He released her hair, leaned forward, and began fucking her spasming cunt with all of his might. If she were finally having an orgasm he was going to make it as powerful as he could. Gripping her hips in his hands he propelled his hips forward, his abdomen slapping her ass loudly. 

"I'm coming so good," she said, interrupting her moan to gasp for air. 

Angela again began grunting with each impact of his cock in her cunt as her first orgasm finally began to subside. "You...are a...great...fuck," she told him between grunts. 

"You are phenomenal," he told her as he slowed his strokes into her body. 

"Really?" she asked as she rose once again to her hands and began pumping her pussy over his prick. She was using her cunt muscles to milk his cock as she stroked it with her body movements.

"Hell, yes," he said, feeling as if her cunt was trying to draw his cum from his balls. "You keep that up and I'm gonna come." 

"That's the plan," she replied. 

John, leaning forward, reached down under the fulcrum of her slim hips and found her clit with his fingers. He began rubbing it as the cunt above milked his cock. His fingers were soon soaked in the juices running out of her pussy. 

Angela squealed loudly at the unexpected pleasure filling her body. "Oh, yes," she encouraged him, working her cunt muscles with even more determination. 

John wanted to give her another orgasm before she drained him dry. He worked his fingers against her clit as skillfully as her pussy worked on his rod. "Your cunt feels so good around my cock," he told her. 

"You're gonna make me come again," she said in amazement as his fingers played her clit expertly. 

Realizing that both of their orgasms were close John released her clit, hooked his hands unto the fulcrum of her hips, and began pounding his cock into her cunt with all his strength. Once again the slapping sounds filled the air. They were both covered with sweat but they barely noticed. 

"You're gonna do it," she said, rubbing her own clit below his thrusting shaft with one of her hands. "I'm gonna come." 

"Here I come," he told her as the cum blasted from his cock. The orgasm bathed John's body in warmth. He slammed his cock deep inside of her and held it there as he came.

As soon as his hot cum hit her pussy walls, Angela began to moan. Her cunt spasmed uncontrollably as her orgasm overcame her and she completely collapsed onto the bed. "Oh fuck," she shouted in pleasure.

John kept his cock motionless, embedded deep inside of her. He emptied his balls into her. She continued to moan and her cunt muscles milked the cum from his cock mercilessly. 

After a few moments John's cock, satisfied, began to deflate inside of Angela. Drained completely, John pulled out of Angela's still-grasping fuck-hole. "You are amazing," he said. 

"So are you," she replied with a sigh. 

*     *     *

John was awakened by Robin's hand gently shaking his shoulder. He had crept back into her bedroom and slept like the dead. He saw no signs that she had stirred while he had been gone.

"Wake up, lover boy," she whispered. "Breakfast is almost ready." 

Opening his eyes John could see that sunlight was streaming into the room through the open door. The clock read 9:05 AM. Robin had dressed in a short pink silk robe, her long red hair damp and stringy about her freckled face. She kissed him on the cheek and said, "You can wash up in the bathroom through that door. Oh and here's a robe for you." 

John sat up and put the robe on as Robin left the room. The robe was black with blue trim. Well, at least it wasn't pink, he thought. 

John made his way to the bathroom. As he brushed his teeth with the toothbrush Robin had set out for him he thought about everything that had happened to him in the last twelve hours. He could hardly believe it had all happened to him in one night. Not only did his date go so well that he stayed the night but he had also fucked her roommate. Angela wasn't quite as pretty as Robin but she fucked like a pro. So, in John's mind they were about even.

Now all he had to do was be sure that Robin didn't find out. If she knew what he had done he would be driving back home within minutes. That is, if she didn't cut his dick off first. She hadn't actually said anything that would remotely be considered a threat like that, but what woman would be okay with what he had done?

As John looked himself over he could feel Angela's juice still lingering on his cock. He started the shower after finding some towels. He dropped the robe on the floor and stepped in.

John quickly showered, the water stinging his skin with its heat as if to chastise him for his behavior the night before. He made sure all evidence got washed away with the soap and water. He felt dirty and guilty in the harsh light of day. Well, he reasoned, what's done is done and now he had to concentrate on damage control.

When finished John turned off the water. Toweling himself dry he decided that he felt much better, albeit undeservedly. He still didn't know what he was going to do about Robin and Angela but his guilt was easing.

Picking the robe off the floor and pulling it on, he ventured out into the living room. The curtain hiding the balcony had been pulled back, revealing that the balcony was large with a table and four chairs. The morning sun was visible as it rose over the skyscrapers of downtown Denver. He smelled eggs and bacon cooking the kitchen. Robin was sitting in a chair on the balcony while Angela cooked breakfast. 

John stepped out into the cool morning air and sat at the small table next to Robin. His wet hair quickly grew cold, drying quickly. "This is a great view," he said. 

"Yes it is," Robin replied. "Make you feel good to be alive. The air smells much cleaner this high up." 

"It sure does," John agreed as Angela stepped onto the balcony balancing a huge tray of food. 

Placing the plates of food and glasses of milk and juice in front of John and Robin, Angela took her seat on the other side of John. He was hemmed in, as his chair was away from the door. All of the chairs were arranged to look out over the balcony.

"I hope you like it," Angela said to John. 

"Oh, John," Robin said, "You haven't met my roommate, Angela."

"No," he replied, lying.

"Angela this is John. John, this is my roommate Angela," Robin continued. 

Then Angela said, "John and I met at about two this morning." 

"Really?" Robin asked, a look of confusion on her freckled face. 

John wanted to crawl away but there was nowhere to go. He couldn't believe Angela had admitted that. A slow panic began to build inside of him. 

"Yes. I got in late and he caught me with Fred," she confessed. 

"You were fucking that dildo again?" Robin asked.

Angela nodded.

"So I take it the date didn't go well," Robin surmised.

"No it didn't. What a loser! So, I got home and start working with Fred. Then John walked right in on me. I thought you had sent him, but he thought I was a burglar. Anyway, I was so hot that I fucked him right there. He was good, too," Angela confessed happily as she munched on a slice of bacon. 




Double Trouble Ch. 02



A few weeks had passed since Stephen's encounter with his niece and her best friend. He had spoken to his sister a few times since and nothing had been said, so he was confident nothing untoward had been discussed. His niece was a sensible girl and she knew she would be in almost as hot water as him if anything was to come out. In spite of Stephen's healthy relationship with his girlfriend, he secretly desired a return visit from the two girls as they had suggested on their first visit. However, he knew they must be busy with revising for their A level mock exams and probably had a million other things that 18 year old think about so decided to not dwell on it too much.

The New Year began crisply, with a shallow blanket of snow. The cold nights and short day light hours were not exactly Stephen's favourite time of year and he could do with a lift. It just seemed to be work and sleep, although he did manage to see his girlfriend twice a week, which was good and they had a good relationship. Just as he began to get into the swing of mid January his phone rang one evening. Stephen was surprised to hear Vicky on the other end. He virtually never had a phone call from her, in fact he couldn't remember the last time she had.

'Hello Vicky, this is a nice surprise, everything OK, I hope?'

'Yeah sure.'

'How's your Mum?'

'Fine.'

'Good. Erm...Vicky.'

'It's OK uncle Stephen, I'm not going to reveal our secret. I was just ringing to see if we can come round again, me and Manda.'

'Ooh Vicky! How? There's no reason, your Mum would ask and there might be suspicions. It was nice last time, but maybe we should leave it.'

'Oh. Don't you want to see me again. You know in that way?'

'Of course, I'm just thinking straight. It's risky.'

'It's OK, I've thought of a way.'

'Oh?'

'Yeah. Me and Amanda are both doing spreadsheets and graphs at school for our IT course. That's the excuse.'

Hmmm..tell me more.'

'Well, you're an expert in Excel, so we could say we needed some one to one help. Mum would bring us round and no one would know.'

'Hmm, you're a smart girl Vicky!'

'I know, leave it with me then, I'll speak to Mum and she'll let you know.'

'OK, I love you Vicky!'

'Aww, I love you too. This is going to be really good!'

'OK babe.'

'OK bye then.'

Stephen put the phone down and reflected on the phone call. Maybe it would be a bright New Year after all. A week elapsed and nothing happened. Stephen began to think that Vicky had thought better of it and then one afternoon he received a call to his mobile from his sister Jo.

'Hi Stephen, it's cold isn't it.'

'Yes, brass monkey weather definitely. What's up?'

'No, everything is OK. Vicky wonders if you could help her out?'

Jo went on to explain the arrangements along the lines of his conversation with his niece seven days earlier and it was decided she would drop the girls off at Stephen's the following afternoon, straight from school. Stephen struggled to get to sleep that night. He was filled with anticipation with the visit and pleasured himself, which helped him drift off and also to release some of the tension he was experiencing. The first time he had been kebbabed by the two girls and he was swept along by the whole thing. Now though, he was fired up.

Stephen started work early, in order to be home in time for the girls. He thought of nothing else all day. 

He just hoped he wouldn't cum too quickly. He still felt pangs of guilt. Vicky was his niece and he wasn't sure what he would have done with her alone, but Amanda had in her way, legitimised the affair. The girls were dropped off around a quarter to four and Jo didn't hang around as she was late for the hairdresser and just dropped Amanda and Vicky at the gate. Stephen opened the door when his bell rang and his jaw dropped when he saw them. He had never seen Vicky in her school uniform before.

'Hello Stephen, close your mouth or you'll dribble.' Said Vicky confidently. The girls were both in navy blazers and pullovers, with short, pleated skirts and tights.

'Wow!' Was all Stephen could say as he let them in.

The girls' uniforms were a good fit and accentuated their developed, girly figures and their round, pert asses caught Stephen's attention.

'Hmmm, you look good babe.'

'Thanks Unc.' Said Vicky as she removed her blazer.

'Are you going to offer us a drink then?' Asked Amanda.

'Blimey, give me chance!' Returned Stephen.

The girls giggled as they both removed their pullovers and loosened their ties.

'Actually, coffee will be fine, it's cold out there.' Suggested Vicky.

'Yeah, I can give you a hot blowjob.' Added Amanda.

Stephen felt himself go red and Vicky tweaked his bottom as he switched on his coffee machine.

'How have you been then Stephen, did you have a good Christmas?' Asked Amanda.

'Yes, fine thanks.' Stephen did his best to hide his nervousness. The girls' skirts and tights had an incredible effect on him and he tried to hide his arousal with his hand as Amanda spoke in her soft voice.

'Let's have a look at that!' Said Vicky pulling his hand away.

'Ooh!' You're pleased to see us then!'

As Stephen thought what to say the green light came on, on his coffee machine and he began to serve three cups.

The three took their drinks into his sitting room and sat together on the sofa. 

'Have you ever had a hot coffee blowjob Stephen?' Asked Amanda.

Stephen just shook his head.

'Have you ever given one Manda?' 

'No, but I've heard it's good.'

Vicky unfastened Stephen's belt and undid his zipper. He was becoming hard again and Vicky struggled to disengage his cock from his pants, but eventually had the erect member in her hand and stroked it gently. 

'Lie back Unc, you're gonna find out what it's like. Two times.'

She smiled and both girls took a swig of coffee.

Stephen winced as he felt first Amanda's then Vicky's hot mouths enrobe his dick as they took turns to blow him. He'd never had such a amazing feeling. It was an unbelievable sensation.

'Ooooh babe, that's good.'

'Do you want me to lick your balls while Amanda sucks you!'

Stephen smiled at his niece and stroked her hair as she put her head down. Amanda was giving him the blowjob of his life; slow and gentle, just as he liked it. After a while, just as he was thinking he couldn't take much more, she relented and both girls got up and they finished their coffee. 

'Right then.' Said Amanda. 'Now you're warmed, time for some real fun!'

Amanda and Vicky proceeded to remove their skirts. Stephen stood up and removed his trousers and his shirt and socks. He felt a little exposed standing there with his cock standing upright and felt the need to hide it as the girls rolled down their tights in unison. They turned round and each faced him just in their undies. 

'Would you like to take the rest off uncle?'

'OK, turn round then.'

Stephen looked upon the two lovelies and felt his cock begin to throb. He took a step forward and unfastened first one bra catch and then the next. He reached round and cupped each girl's breasts in turn, fondling them gently and tweaking their nipples. He planted little kisses on the girls necks as he caressed their breasts and stroked their bellies.

'Ooh Stephen, you're giving me goose bumps.' Vicky reached round and stroked his cock as she spoke.

'You've still got our knickers to take off yet.' Said Amanda. 'Help yourself to my bottom.' She added.

Stephen took a deep breath and dropped to his knees. He pulled down Amanda's panties and just stared at her gorgeous full bottom. She had the peachiest cheeks he had ever seen. Then he grabbed her hips and pushed his face between her buttocks. He rolled his tongue and lips all over them and pulled them apart a little so he could find her little hot hole with his tongue. Her licked and slurped his tongue all over her bum, he just couldn't get enough of it. Amanda was showing her appreciation but was slightly muffled as she was exchanging a kiss with her friend.

'Hmmm, Manda, you're sizzling today.' As she said the words Vicky cupped her friend's breasts and kissed her nipples, rolling her tongue around her areola. Amanda was enjoying the treat.

Eventually Stephen came up for air, his cock still rock hard and was ready to give Vicky's bottom a similar treatment. He just looked up at her and smiled. She got the message and leant against the mantelpiece, with her bum sticking outwards, so that he could get his tongue right into business. 

He rolled his tongue inside her ass cheeks. She had a slightly salty taste, but he liked it and then focused his attention on her little starfish. Vicky wriggled and squirmed with pleasure as he tickled her butt with his tongue. Amanda had dropped to her knees and was sucking Stephen as he rimmed his niece.

When he had had his fill of Vicky's plump schoolgirl's ass, he stood up and gave them both a kiss on the lips in turn. He was now rock hard and throbbing and Amanda's thoughts turned to having him fill her pussy.

'Would you like to fuck me now Stephen? Do you want to show me what you do with naughty girls like me!'

She had no sooner said the words, as she was on all fours on his sofa. Stephen didn't need asking twice. He took hold of her hips and in one move entered her quim and gave her his length. Amanda let out a squeal of delight. This was her first time with a real man and she braced herself. He began to drive his cock home, gently at first and then built up his speed as he pounded her young, moist love box. She became wetter and wetter as he fucked her tight pussy. Stephen could barely believe the amazing feelings in his dick. He had to grit his teeth and tensed all his muscles not to blow his load. He banged her faster and faster until he could feel his climax reach the point of no return. Amanda was panting, with every thrust. Vicky could see the look in his eyes as he was about to come and sat on the sofa next to her friend and beamed at him. Then she put her head back and opened her mouth. This did it for him and he pulled out just in time to wank a spurt straight in to her inviting mouth. Then two more shots came out, one into her mouth and the other on her chin. Amanda now got up and aimed the remaining load into Vicky's throat. He just seem to keep cumming and Vicky's mouth was loaded with spunk. She closed her mouth and swallowed.

'Eeesh, that was a lot. Ooh hot and yummy though!'

'Ha ha Vicky, that was a quart! You lucky girl!'

Stephen got dressed as the two girls disappeared to the bathroom to get cleaned up. They had been there for nearly two hours and Stephen realised his sister would soon be coming round to pick them up. He shouted up to the girls to urge them to get changed quickly. How would it look if his sister found them half naked! The thought gave his stomach a turn. He had to be careful. It was a dangerous game, although he trusted his niece not to spill the beans.

They had returned down stairs, back in their uniforms, just as his phone beeped with a text from Jo to say she was on her way to pick them up.

'Ooh Stephen, that was great. Did you enjoy it?'

'Phew! Not half babe.'

'Would you like to go all the way with me next time? I don't mind.'

She smiled a wry smile and Stephen began to feel aroused just at the thought of rodgering is gorgeous niece. 

'Hmmm Vicky, that's a bit... I don't know. I'd love to in a way but...'

'What? It will be great, just go with the flow Unc. I'll bend over for you like Manda and you can fuck my pussy. I know you want to.'

'I do want to, but gosh! I suppose if you're OK with it why not? We've gone this far.'

As he was contemplating this, there was a knock at the door. Stephen let his sister in and gave the two girls a hug.

'Has it been worthwhile then.' She said, turning to Stephen.'

'Eh?'

'The spreadsheets?'

'Oh ha ha yeah! It was OK, wasn't it girls?'

Both teenagers chimed in, in agreement. 

'That's good then. OK Stephen, I'll get these two off and then I'm getting dinner, I'll see you soon.'

'Yes, OK Jo. See you girls. Be good!'

They smiled back and Vicky gave him a little wink.



Double Trouble Ch. 02



This is the unofficial sequel to my story Double Trouble. The big difference is that this one is a 100% true story. Seriously. Hope you like it. 

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I think I had the best summer ever this year. I had just finished my freshman year at college, and loved every minute of it. I spent 2 weeks in England, first in London then in a house near Cheddar Gorge. And best of all, I could drink over there! I'm 19, and like most sane countries, the drinking age in England is 18. Score! I'm American if you haven't guessed, and have to wait 'til I'm 21 to drink, which is fucking retarded. I did it anyway, like most kids haha. Then after I came back, I spent a weekend in New York City, which was cool seeing as I'd never been, but London destroyed it. The only downside was that I couldn't have a job, seeing as I was so busy, so I was pretty much broke for my second year at college. And I couldn't see my friends or girlfriend nearly as much as I wanted to. And by the time I'd finished travelling and vacationing, all my friends had gone back to college. My school (which I can't name for privacy reasons) starts fairly late each year. 

So all that was left was my girlfriend of nearly 3 years, a lovely girl named Olivia, or Liv as she was known by. She's a year older than me and goes to the same college as me. She has a very eye-catching face, blondish-brown hair, hazel eyes, and light freckles across her nose. And as for her body, well, to put it bluntly, she's built like a fucking goddess. She's about 5'3" and 130 pounds and plays on the varsity soccer team and runs track, actually setting records when we were in high school. She has roughly a 34C rack, perfectly proportioned on her, a flat and toned stomach with a bellybutton piercing (one of my biggest turn-ons), complete with beautiful soccer legs and an amazing firm ass (my favorite feature). Obviously, since I love her more than just about anything, there's more to it than her banging body, but it certainly helps! Personality-wise, she was very friendly and outgoing, and (another big bonus) had a mischievous, adventurous side to her. She gave me her V-card on my 18th birthday in April 2012, also my first time, and we've had sex multiple times since then. I have to say, she is with no doubt a fucking animal in bed, both with her mouth and her vagina. Easily better than jerking off could ever be. 

As for me, my name is Matt. I'm 5'9" and about 150 pounds. I have dark brown hair, bordering on black, and grayish-blue eyes ("A very cool color," Liv once said), and unfortunately, a rather large hooked nose, broken when I was 14 (a long story). I play guitar and occasionally bass, and play lead guitar in a band with some kids from high school. I'm also a car junkie (London was good for that. I saw just about every exotic car that could possibly be named, particularly an insane, purple with orange streaks, glow-in-the-dark Lamborghini that some dumbass Arabian guy got caught driving without insurance or license plates, and got it confiscated. Fucking hilarious!), and snowmobile in the winter. I'm in ok shape, not ripped or anything, but nowhere near fat. I'm pretty quiet and laidback, which is probably why I'm so compatible with my girlfriend. Anyway, I'll get back to the story. 

Like I said, I'd been pretty busy over the summer, so I was just chilling in my room one afternoon, still in bed actually, debating whether I wanted to accomplish anything today, when my aunt sent me a text. She was going to Ireland on business and needed someone to watch her pets, a cat and 2 bichon frises, and offered to pay me. I jumped at the chance, needing money. I would drive to her house the next day and stay there for 3 days, until she returned. I was excited to be making some cash, but I wanted to see my girlfriend too. This was my last week of vacation before I returned to college, and wanted some one-on-one time with her. 

Funnily enough, I got a text from Liv a few minutes later. It read, "Heyyy baby ;) are you still alive?? I miss you!!! Waaahh "

I smiled at the text and replied, "Of course Livvy. Whats up?"

"I'm bored. And I haven't seen you in a fucking eternity. Waah, come save me ;)"

I was typing a response when it hit me. Would my aunt mind if I had company? So I texted her, asking if I could have a friend come with me, not mentioning it was my girlfriend, thinking she wouldn't like it if I was alone with a girl for a week. She approved, as long as we didn't do anything stupid. So I typed to Liv a few minutes later, "I have a proposition to ask you ;) wanna go out for dinner and talk about it?"

She responded instantly. "Ohhhh Matt I love surprises! ;) What is it??"

I answered, "So that's a yes then lol? I'll come pick you up later. Keep your firm, perfect ass at your house ok?"

She responded with, "YOURE DAMN RIGHT IT'S A YES!! Cant wait! See you tonight, you sexy bastard. You can fill me in on England and NYC. And maybe "fill me in" with something else ;) LOVE YOUUUU 

I laughed out loud and responded, "Youre a dirty young woman Olivia. See you later baby  love you"

I turned into her driveway later that night. I love my car, a stick shift silver 2003 Saab 9-3 turbo, my grandparents' old car until they got sick of manually rowing gears. I could finally take it to college this year too, so I was pumped (freshmen aren't allowed to have cars where I go to school). I parked and walked up her driveway, excited to finally see her after over a month, the longest I've gone without hanging out with her. I missed her 20th birthday while I was in England too, so I wanted to make up for it. Her front door opened and she stepped out onto the porch with a smile. I forgot to mention how much I love her beautiful smile too. She was wearing a black tank top and tight shorts, really showing off her gorgeous legs. She was really tanned too. I could already feel a boner coming on just looking at her. 

I stopped and blatantly eyed her, already imagining what she would look like naked with that tan. Liv laughed at my expression and fixed her hair. Then she pointed to the ground at her feet and said half-jokingly, "Matthew, get your nomadic, Europe-roaming ass up here and give your girlfriend a hug. Let's go. Now."

I obliged, pretty much crushing her. It felt nice to finally be holding her. I kissed the top of her head and looked down at her with a smile. "Hi. It's been a while."

She ignored me and said jokingly, "That's it? You call that a kiss? Over a month without me and that's all I get? Come here." She grabbed the back of my head and crushed her mouth to mine for a solid 10 seconds. She finally broke it off and said with a smile, "Hi, baby. Good to see you. How you been?"

I took her hand and started walking back to my car. "Great. I've got so much to tell you!" Dinner was great. I paid ("Consider this your birthday dinner," as I put it when she reached for her wallet). We went to a local restaurant, and sat there for hours, just catching up and joking. I love how easy she is to talk to. I finally asked her about coming with me to my aunt's house and she eagerly agreed. She spent the whole time rubbing my leg under the table with a smirk. I also gave her a birthday present that I bought in England, which was a ring (not a promise or engagement ring or anything like that. I'm way too young and not ready for that yet!). She loved it and put it on right then and there. We returned to her house after. Her parents were home unfortunately. Otherwise, I'm not gonna lie, I would have bent her sweet ass over the couch and slammed that.

She invited me in anyway, and I accepted. I greeted her parents, both of whom I loved. Liv led me upstairs to her room and closed the door with a knowing smirk. I opened my mouth to say something but before I could, she was on me. Literally jumping on me, making me stick my arms out and catch her. Holding her by that amazing ass of hers with her gorgeous legs wrapped around me, she began kissing me madly, one hand on my back and the other grabbing the back of my head and pulling me close. I'd forgotten how much of a great kisser she was. She paused for a second and pulled away, just long enough to whisper, "I missed you," before lip locking with me again. 

I carried her over to the bed and lay her down. Her hands shot out and grabbed my shirt and the back of my head and pulled me down on top of her. Careful not to crush her, I lifted her tank top up slowly and ran my hand up her sexy, toned stomach, caressing it and making her moan softly. There's just something about her stomach that turns me on. I thought my cock was about to explode by this point. It was so hard by this point it could probably rip through her shorts and thong (if she was wearing one at all, knowing her) and penetrate her. 

She finally pulled away with a smack and whispered, "Get up." I did, and she reached down and unzipped my shorts, pulling them and my boxers down to my ankles. She looked up at me and said, "We have to do this quickly. I don't want my parents walking in on us." Fair enough, I sure as hell didn't want that either! With that, she dropped to her knees and grabbed my cock, stroking it slowly, and running her tongue up and down it twice, swirling it around the tip, and finally taking it in her mouth. I could already feel my orgasm coming. I wasn't gonna last long. I groaned and closed my eyes, loving the warm and wet sensations. She started humming softly about 10 seconds later, which finally sent me over the edge. I gritted my teeth and groaned again, trying to stop my knees from giving out. "Liv! Baby, here it-COMMMEEESSS!" I groaned and exploded, not caring where my cum landed. I was in heaven. The next thing I remembered was looking down and seeing her licking my cock clean and pulling up my boxers and shorts. She stood up and kissed me hard. "Welcome home, baby. I missed you." She took my hand and started leading me downstairs.

I stopped her with, "What about you?" referring to pleasuring her.

She winked and said, "We have plenty of time together. You can repay me then. And you can have all the pussy you want." She winked and walked me to my car and kissed me hard one last time. 

"I'll come get you tomorrow afternoon. Be ready!" I said, getting into my car. 

"I will. I'll bring lube and toys!" she said with a smirk and a naughty smile. People that don't know her might think she's just kidding and being funny. That's the thing though, she isn't.

I laughed and said jokingly, "Liv, get OUT of here! Go! I'll see you tomorrow."

"Looking forward to it. Bye!" she waved and walked into her house, giving me a great view of her ass as I pulled away. 

I picked her up the next day as planned, and we drove to my aunt's house, about 45 minutes away, in the neighboring state. The dogs greeted us enthusiastically, and Liv loved them. "Oh my god, Matt! They're so fucking CUTE!" she exclaimed, picking one up and stroking it. 

My aunt had left me all sorts of food, beer included. My family all agreed that they'd rather have me drinking under their roof than going crazy at college and killing myself from alcohol poisoning, and hence let me drink. We unpacked and spent the afternoon sitting out on the deck, drinking and talking. My aunt lives in a rural neighborhood literally on the Atlantic Ocean, so there's an ocean view from her backyard. We went out for dinner and stopped for ice cream on the way back. Then we got back and started watching movies while cuddling on the couch, with the dogs and cat lying next to us. This is when the fun started.

We were watching the Friday the 13th remake on TV. Well, if you call spooning, groping/caressing, and kissing heavily watching. I thought the movie was awful, much worse than the original, but the girls were incredibly hot. Too bad they all wind up dead. Things were getting heated between us. Liv finally moaned loudly and stuck her hands up my shirt, rubbing all over my torso. I stopped kissing her briefly and stripped my shirt off, before leaning in and kissing her again, all the while Jason was hacking people up on TV. Liv finally paused and pushed me off her. She got up and muted the movie, before taking her tank top off too. She was wearing a lacy black bra that was making her boobs pretty much fall out. And like I imagined, she was very tan, making her bellybutton piercing look really good (I wish I could describe how much her body turns me on. I'd upload pictures, but she'd kill me if she found out, so I can't). She actually just got a small tattoo on her ribs in memory of her cousin who died from cancer, which looked pretty good too (I've been thinking of getting inked too, and I'm probably gonna get my family crest on my shoulder at some point). 

She beckoned me close and started kissing me again, both of us standing up this time. It wasn't long before her bra came off, and I was fondling her rack, making her squirm and moan loudly a few times. She finally pushed me back down on the couch with a naughty smile and lay down on top of me, kissing me heavily. One hand was roaming up and down her back and the other was groping her tits, making her moan into my mouth between kisses. This went on for several minutes until she reached down and unbuttoned my shorts. I quickly kicked them off and did the same to her, pulling down her thong and slipping a finger in her. She responded by moaning loudly, actually startling the dogs, who quickly ran into the next room, and shoving her tongue in my mouth. I pistoned my finger in and out of her, making her gush down there. She was trying so hard to muffle her screams that she bit my lip. Normally it would hurt, but under these circumstances, it was a kind of kinky pleasure. I could tell she was on the brink, so I stopped. 

Liv apparently read my mind and grabbed my cock and jammed it in her. God, I'd forgotten how tight she was. I fucking loved it. I'd gone a good 5 or 6 months without any, so I was gonna savor this. She leaned in close and started doing a combo of rocking back and forth and bouncing. I don't even need to describe how it felt, but I moaned loudly and grabbed her waist, timing my thrusts to match hers. It wasn't long before we were in sync, and moaning heavily and covered in sweat. That's the best kind of sex if you ask me, when there's sweat and plenty of noise involved. 

She must've got bored of this position, because she suddenly stopped and got off me. My cock slid out of her, covered in juices and still hard as fuck. She lay on her back and opened her legs, exposing the pink. I lay down next to her and penetrated her, again welcoming the fantastic warm and wet feeling enveloping my cock. I closed my eyes and lifted one of her legs up, my other hand gripping one of her boobs like my life depended on it. I could tell she was getting close. She was nearly hyperventilating and talking "Pornish" as she called it. "Oh yeah. My pussy feels good? Yeah?"

Obviously it did, so I responded by thrusting faster and sucking her earlobe. She started moaning, "Oh! Oh, fuck me harder. Fuck me harder! Fuck me harder! Ohhh! Ohhhhhhh! OHHH GOD! BABY, DON'T STOP!!! DON'T STOP!!!! JESUS!" She finally threw her head back, almost hitting mine in the process, and yelled, "OHH FUCK!!!! MATT, I CAN'T HOLD IT ANY LONGER!!! HERE IT COMES! HERE IT COMES BABY!! FUCK!!! AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!" and exploded. This was too much for me too. Her pussy walls just felt good beyond description, vibrating and pulsing around my dick. I groaned loudly and said, "Me too, baby! Me too! Shit! SHIT! OHH GODDD!!! OHHHH!!!!" I finally squirted, giving her a creampie. We collapsed in a tangled mess on the couch, breathing really hard and exhausted. For the record, this whole act only lasted about 5 minutes, but it felt so much longer. 

Liv finally turned her head and kissed me deeply. I closed my eyes and sighed. "Wow. It's good to be back. I love you so much baby. I missed you. God, I needed that."

She smiled and snuggled up to me, leaning her head on my shoulder. "I missed you too. I couldn't wait to see you. I kept fantasizing about ripping your clothes off and taking you. And I love you too, believe me." We just lay there for a few minutes, until Liv got up and said, "I'm going to bed now. I'm exhausted. Coming?" 

I could tell from the way she said it that it wasn't a request. So I yawned and stood up. "Sure. Let's go." We walked to our room, the spare bedroom. I would feel kinda weird sleeping in my aunt's bed. And probably screwing my girlfriend in it too, which would be even weirder. 

Liv lay down on the bed with a sigh. I raised an eyebrow and was about to ask her, but she read my mind. She snorted and said, "You didn't honestly expect me to pack pajamas, did you? You know what I'm like." 

I laughed and shook my head. "No. I shoulda guessed."

She replied quickly with a smirk, "And don't bother with wearing yours either. Let's be honest here. We both know they're just gonna come off in about 10 minutes."

I smiled and got into bed. "You know me too well." She crawled over to my side and snuggled up to me again, putting her head on my chest. I kissed the top of her head and closed my eyes with a smile. There was silence for a few minutes, until she lifted her head up, "Matt? You still awake?"

I opened my eyes, "Yeah. Why?"

There was a pause. "Can I have a hug?"

I paused too. "Yeah, sure. Of course. What for?"

She shrugged. "Why not? I missed you."

"You could've just done it, baby girl. You don't have to ask for stuff like that." I paused and put my arms around her as best I could (we were lying under the covers don't forget). 

I felt rather than saw her smile as she returned the hug rather awkwardly, being on top of me and everything. "That's better. Thanks, baby." She leaned in and kissed me quickly. It felt really nice to be holding her like this. And warm, with her body heat too. We were both asleep before long, still like that.

I woke up the next day already horny and thinking about smashing Liv again. But to my surprise, she was already up. I got out of bed and threw on my boxers and shorts. I walked into the living room and could hear a frying pan sizzling and the radio blasting. Oh good, she's making breakfast. What a good girlfriend! I thought to myself. I walked into the kitchen and froze. She was making breakfast, all right. No doubt about that. But she was only wearing a chef hat, nothing else. She was humming to herself and swaying to the song slightly, when she looked up and saw my reflection in the window above the stove. With a smile, she said, "Morning, boyfriend. Hungry?"

I didn't reply. I walked over to the sink and splashed cold water on my face, hoping to wake me up. I looked at her again, water dripping down my face. No, still the same. Completely naked. I said out loud, "Nope, I'm not seeing things. You're naked." 

She looked down at herself while flipping an egg. "Well spotted."

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" I walked over and stood behind her, holding her waist and nuzzling her neck.

"This would be one hell of a good dream, wouldn't it?" she replied. She flipped another egg and turned her head to plant a kiss on my lips. I started caressing and rubbing her stomach (remember how I said I loved it, for some unexplainable reason?). She moaned and closed her eyes. I gradually went south, until I was rubbing her clit, really making her squirm and bite her lip. "Oh god baby, don't stop," she moaned. I wasn't about to. I ran my hands up her banging body, caressing her perfect stomach again, and grabbed her boobs, squeezing them and kneading them in my hands. I dropped to my knees and gently licked her slit, making her moan and her knees tremble. I stuck my tongue in her a few seconds later, driving her crazy and really making her moan. I loved how she tasted down there, there's really no way to describe it though. I pushed her to the brink and stopped, standing up and dropping my shorts and boxers. Liv knew what was coming, so she bent over slightly and gripped the counter even harder as I entered her slowly, savoring the fantastic feeling of her pussy taking my cock inch by fucking inch. I started thrusting slowly, holding her waist. I suddenly stopped as a thought occurred to me. "Liv, the neighbor can see in here." I forgot we were right by a window, with a direct line of sight into the neighbor's house. 




Double Trouble Ch. 02



Liv turned her head and exclaimed, "Fuck him, let the perv watch!" 

I shrugged and resumed my thrusting, reaching under her arms to grab her tits. I held on for dear life as I pounded her harder and harder. Her screams got louder and louder. The radio was still going, but the sound of my thighs slapping against her beautiful ass completely drowned it out. With one hand still with a death grip on her boobs, my other hand snaked down her body and rubbed her clit, finally sending her over the edge. She screamed and came violently. I followed suit with a grunt, pretty much crushing her boobs with my both hands now as buckets of semen exploded out of my cock and into her vagina. My legs almost gave out in the process. We both collapsed on the floor against the stove, careful not to burn ourselves. 

Liv gave me a satisfied smile and exhaled deeply. "Wow. That was good." She kissed my cheek and stood up, going back to cooking. That's another thing I love about her. As well as having a great personality, a banging hot body and pretty face, and being a great kisser and an animal between the sheets, she's a great cook. 

I finally stood up as she was serving our food, eggs and bacon. I hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek, and stroked her hair. She smiled and turned her head, kissing my mouth quickly before breaking out of my hug and sitting down with her food. It was fantastic, cooked to perfection. After breakfast, we showered and dressed and sat outside on the deck again, just chilling out. I loved hanging out with her. We act like idiots together one minute and have serious discussions the next. I didn't think this time alone with her could get any better. I was wrong. 

We skipped lunch and stayed inside, having a good make out session on the couch. I very rarely pass up an opportunity to do this, believe me. I was on top, and in the process of trying to give her a hickey, while she was orally raping my earlobe in return, when my phone rang. I got off Liv, thinking it was my mom or dad.

I was pleasantly surprised to see a text from a girl I went to high school with named Meghan, or Meg as she was called. She was a year older than me, and actually in the same graduating class as Liv. To put it bluntly, she was ranked about 14 on the 1 to 10 hot scale. I'd known her for as long as I could remember, since I was about 5 or 6 actually, and we'd been good friends ever since, often going to each other's birthday parties. We went to each other's graduation parties too. She had a very friendly personality, and was a genuinely nice girl. She was about 5'3" with dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes. She was an avid volleyball player at her college, actually only about half an hour from mine, so she had a great body too. She wasn't as well-endowed as Liv, maybe B cups, but she had an amazing ass and great legs. Like my girlfriend, she had a toned stomach with a very sexy bellybutton piercing too. I was actually on the verge of asking her out when I met Liv during my junior year of high school and fell for her instead. I'm not gonna lie, before I got a girlfriend, Meghan was the focus of many intense masturbation sessions. She was the first girl I'd ever kissed too, back when I was 13 and she was 14. I was at her Halloween party and got paired up with her to do a corn maze. We got lost in it before long. She remarked that we were "all alone in here" and kept gradually coming closer to me. She finally asked if I'd ever kissed a girl before. I said no. She quipped, "Well, you're about to" and just sort of came at me, and that was that. It lasted a solid 5 seconds. No one knows about that to this day except the 2 of us. Meg still talks about it. We often hang out a lot, not as boyfriend and girlfriend though, I've made it very clear to her that I'm taken. I've gone to the movies and the mall with her and stuff like that. She's came to some of my band's gigs too (which I based the first Double Trouble story on, check it out). I even took her to my homecoming dance when I was a sophomore. To be honest, I'm not sure what the fuck I was thinking back then, not asking her to be my girlfriend or anything. Definitely a dumbass move. I had no confidence with girls back then. She was, and still is, definite girlfriend material though. Liv knows that I find her very attractive, and often teases me about it. Meg has had boyfriends obviously. Being as sexy as she is, I'd be shocked if she didn't. She was single now though. Her last boyfriend was caught growing and selling pot last year, and when she found out, she dumped him. 

Anyway, she'd sent me a text that said, "Hey Matt  your parents and mine are going out for a drink. Wanna come over and watch movies or something? I'm bored haha" 

Obviously I couldn't. I would've definitely taken her up on it if I wasn't busy. But maybe she could come down here instead? I turned to Liv and asked, "Would you mind if Meg came down here too?"

She smirked knowingly. "Is this another opportunity for you to drool over her, baby? No, of course not. She's cool. Go ahead, invite her."

"Sweet. Thanks." I typed in response, "Shit, I can't shmeggy (my nickname for her. I called her that when we were little, and it stuck). I'm watching my aunt's dogs for the week with Liv. But youre welcome to come down and stay with us"

She replied, "That would be awesome! Let me ask my parents. Hold on." She texted back a few minutes later. "I can come"

I replied, "Sweet! What if I come pick you up with Liv and we go out for dinner?"

"Sounds great  is like 7ish tonight ok? Ive got some shit to do first lol"

"Fine with me. See you tonight" 

I picked her up and the 3 of us went out for dinner as planned. I was getting a lot of jealous looks, sitting by myself with 2 smoking hot chicks, talking and joking. We returned to my aunt's house at about 9 that night. None of us could decide what to do until Meg came up with a good idea, but a rather naughty one too. She finally stood up as Liv and I were playfully arguing over movies to watch. "Does your aunt have any board games?"

I paused and thought for a second. "Yeah, she does actually. Why? Thinking of playing something?"

She smiled naughtily. "Oh yes." She disappeared for a second and came back with Monopoly. Liv groaned when she saw it. "I hate Monopoly!"

Meg smirked and set it down. "Not the way I play it, you don't. We're gonna play strip Monopoly." 

Instantly, the thought of getting her naked popped into my head. Fuck me, I thought. I wanted to play, for obvious reasons. 

Meghan grinned naughtily again and added, "We could even play it outside, if you guys are feeling particularly daring."

I responded instantly, "Hell no, I ain't playing no strip Monopoly outside! There are neighbors, you know!"

Both girls laughed. Meghan grinned, "All right, all right! Calm down! Just a suggestion!"

We wound up grabbing some beer and playing it on the dining room table. It was a lot of fun, with a shitload of eye candy. All of us were naked by the end of it, and a little drunk. Never a good combo. We finally all got dressed again and collapsed in a heap on the couch. I was in the middle, lucky me. And being a little tipsy, both girls were all over me, really turning me on. I finally couldn't take any more and got up, ignoring their pleas for me to sit back down. Liv finally said sulkily, "Fine. Go jerk off upstairs." Both girls sat there with frowns on their faces, trying to guilt me into listening to them, but I ignored them.

I walked upstairs to the bathroom, planning to quickly do exactly what Liv just said, or "thrust and bust" as I like to call it when it needs to be quick. I literally have a whole list of creative terms for that stuff, but that's one of my favorites. If I'd known what I was gonna find when I went back downstairs, I'd have saved my boner.

It didn't take much to get my rocks off, understandably so, given what I'd been through that day. My orgasm was powerful, and left me feeling satisfied. I cleaned myself up and stood there for a minute, trying to calm myself down. I finally decided to walk downstairs soon after. I could hear the TV going as I returned. But let's just say, Liv and Meg weren't exactly watching it. I froze when I saw what was happening. Both girls were topless, and they were making out on the sofa, Meghan on top. "What the fuck?" I said out loud in disbelief. They must be drunk, I thought. How can they not be?

Meghan pulled away and both girls looked over at me. There was silence until Liv spoke up, "What?"

"What do you mean, what?! I just walked in on my girlfriend making out with another girl!"

She was undoubtedly drunk. "Oh yeah. I see. Well?"

"Well, what?"

"Are you gonna just stand there or get your ass over here and join us?"

Meghan spoke up. She too sounded a bit tipsy. "Oh yes! I'd kill for a nice juicy cock right now!" I couldn't believe my senses. I shrugged. "In that case...." I took my shirt and shorts off and sat down next to them. I didn't need to finish my sentence. 

Both girls pretty much pounced on me. One was kissing me violently and trying to shove her tongue down my throat and the other was fumbling with my boxers. It all happened so fast that I didn't know which girl was doing what. There was a pause as whoever was kissing me paused and pulled away to readjust her positioning. I opened my eyes and just had time to see Meg leaning in to kiss me again and Liv on her knees about to stick my cock in her mouth. I couldn't pick which was better, between making out with Meg or being blown by my girlfriend. Both girls were rather sloppy, but that's what makes it good. I was in the middle of gently biting Meghan's lower lip mid-kiss when I felt my cock entering something very warm and very wet. I pulled away and moaned as I felt some tongue action down there too. Swirling around my cock and plenty of slurping and gagging. Nothing short of heaven. Meghan must've wanted in on the action, because she suddenly stopped kissing me. Or my mouth, at least. She smiled seductively and kissed her way down my body, getting on her knees beside Liv and kissing and licking my balls. The 2 girls switched shortly after, so now Meg was doing the sucking and Liv doing the licking. I thought I was dreaming at this point. I was expecting to wake up and find Liv asleep next to me. 

Both girls started simultaneously licking my cock, Meghan licking the left side and Liv licking the right side, driving me crazy. I groaned and closed my eyes, loving every second of this. I reached down and gently lifted both girls' hair out of their faces with each hand. This went on for another 20 seconds, until they both stood up and removed their shorts and thongs. They both started walking to the bedroom and gestured for me to follow. I got up, still stiff as a flagpole, and tried to walk as best I could. Trying to walk with a boner isn't exactly easy. The girls were already on the bed, kissing heavily and moaning and fingering each other. I stood there for a minute, not quite sure what to do. I decided to join in. I started gently rubbing each girl's clit with my thumb and slipped my first 2 fingers on each hand into their snatches. Both girls moaned almost simultaneously and continued kissing feverishly. This went on for several more pleasurable minutes until Liv broke it off and turned to me with lust in her pretty hazel eyes. She pushed me down on the bed and kissed me hard before taking hold of my cock and impaling herself on it, facing me. She moaned loudly and started riding me vigorously, moaning louder every second. 

I was about to reach out and grab her waist for support and start thrusting into her when I was interrupted. Meghan crawled over and sat on my face. So instead, I grabbed Meghan's legs and started licking and tongue fucking her. She was pretty much screaming in pleasure and started another kissing session with Liv, still bouncing on my dick. Meghan finally wailed loudly and drenched my face, cumming violently. She collapsed next to me. I finally had a nice view of my girlfriend riding me, and damn she looked sexy! Her eyes were closed and she was gritting her teeth, probably trying to suppress moans. I sat up quickly and kissed her deeply, incidentally the exact moment she succumbed to her climax. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in, intensifying the kiss to prevent her from screaming in pleasure. She finally broke it off a good 15 seconds later and collapsed next to me, hyperventilating and sweating heavily. 

But I wasn't done yet. The girls switched positions. Liv sat on my face and Meg sat on my cock, facing away from me though. This was the first time I'd ever boned her (in real life, at least lol) and let me tell you, she was tight! Volleyball must keep her in fantastic shape. I loved it. Hell, I just love tight girls in general. I'd been dreaming about wrecking her for years, and it was finally happening. Holy shit! I was about to bust. I tried really hard to hold it in, and barely managed. If I was gonna get the opportunity to fuck a girl like Meghan, I wanted it to last more than 5 seconds! I could already feel it coming again. There was no way I could hold this one back. I managed to grunt, "Here it comes!" with a mouthful of my girlfriend's pussy. 

Both girls reacted quickly. Meghan hopped off my cock and Liv crawled over to it too, almost kicking me in the face in the process. With one final pulse, I started unloading violently, not giving a shit where it landed. My whole body tensed up and I groaned loudly. I swear the whole fucking White Sea (if it exists) was gushing out of my dick. I finally opened my eyes mid-climax and saw both girls hovering by my cock with their mouths open, catching my semen and swallowing it like it was beer. 

I sighed pleasurably and collapsed, exhausted. I looked up and saw the girls making out again, as well as swapping semen. Dang! They finally swallowed all of it and snuggled up to me, Meg on my right and Liv on my left. Both girls were soaked in sweat but looked very satisfied. I put an arm around each of them and pulled them closer. They both rested their heads on my chest and were soon asleep. I looked down at both of them with a smile, unable to believe my luck today. I fell asleep a few minutes later, listening to their steady breathing and watching their bodies rise and fall with each inhale and exhale. 

I woke up the next day, our last day here, with my arms numb. Confused, I looked down. And it all came back to me. The wild sex last night. Unloading all over 2 of the hottest girls I knew. Damn, I was a lucky guy! Both girls were still sound asleep, and lying on each of my arms. Carefully I removed my arms from under them and got out of bed, wanting a shower. The sex was amazing but I felt gross from all the dried sweat and various assortment of body fluids on me. I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom. I turned the shower on and got in, loving how the hot water felt. I stood there for a minute, recounting the events of the night before, thinking I'd have one hell of a story to tell my friends, when the bathroom door suddenly opened. 

Before I could do anything, the shower door was opened, and Meghan was standing there, still naked from last night. What an incredible body she had! 

She smiled. "Good morning. I came in to shower, but it looks like you beat me to it." She laughed and put a foot inside, testing the water. "Do you mind?"

I was hardly about to pass up the chance to shower with her. "No, of course not! Come in!"

She smiled again. "Thanks." 

One thing I loved about Meg was how easy she was to talk to. We got talking, just about random stuff while washing ourselves. And sure enough, she brought up the whole corn maze thing from 6 years ago. With a sexy smile, she inched closer to me and said, "You know, Matt, I've gotta say I'm a little disappointed. I was really hoping you'd ask me out at some point. You play guitar. You've got a sick car. And you're not bad looking. A pretty good combo, I'd say." She started stroking my hair with another smile, her pretty eyes boring into mine. 

Annoyed with myself, I thought, See? I told you, dumbass! Why the fuck didn't you do it? If you'd worked up the balls..... I could hardly say that out loud, so instead I smiled and replied, "Thanks. I don't know, I just didn't have any confidence back then. I had no idea how to talk to girls either."

She seemed genuinely surprised. "Matt, you can talk to me about anything. You know that. Your girlfriend is a very lucky girl. Speaking of which-" she paused and leaned in even closer, "-while we're alone....." her hand snaked south and squeezed my cock. She breathed, "I really don't like sharing. Especially boys. So now that I've got you alone...." She kissed my lips quickly and dropped to her knees. My cock was soon buried in her mouth. I was torn if I should stop her or not. Sure, I admit it, I had feelings for her, but I truly genuinely loved my girlfriend too. And I really didn't want to turn down a blowjob from her, and maybe more. Fuck! I finally decided, Fuck it. She's started already. I just hoped I wouldn't regret it. I decided about 5 seconds later that I was pretty sure I wouldn't. She knew how to suck a cock. Arguably better than my girlfriend. Her tongue felt so soft swirling around the shaft and occasionally deviating to the tip, making me moan every time. She didn't seem to need to breathe. Taking me really deep in her mouth and fondling my balls was her next trick. She apparently could sense when I was about to cum, and stopped and stood up. She bent over slightly and gripped the railing, "Take me." 

I needed no further encouragement. I gripped her waist and plunged my cock into her, moaning and closing my eyes in ecstasy. Like I've said, her tightness was unreal. Her pussy walls seemed to mold around my cock, like a super tight latex glove, but much warmer and wetter. She moaned in encouragement and backed up slightly, trying to push me deeper. I started thrusting hard, pulling her hair gently and getting a great view of her ass. And I loved the sound of my thighs slapping against it. Really turned me on. She was breathing really hard now between moans and whines. I could feel my orgasm coming, so I slowed down and pulled out. She turned to look at me with her eyebrows raised. I grabbed the back of her thighs and lifted her up. She smiled as she understood what I was doing and wrapped her gorgeous legs around me. I held her up against the wall and continued pistoning in and out, loving how my cock felt sliding in and out of her, coated in juices. She gritted her teeth and grabbed the back of my head for support, screaming in pleasure now. Her other hand was busy digging her nails into my back. I finally couldn't hold it in anymore. My legs started trembling as I struggled to hold her up, gripping the back of her thighs, just below her ass, even tighter. I closed my eyes, feeling it taking over. And blew. Buckets upon buckets exploded out of my cock, coating the inside of her vagina. 

This was too much for her too. She gave a bloodcurdling scream and wrapped her legs even tighter around me, pulling me deeper. Her lips found mine and latched on, muting her cries and channeling her screams of pleasure through me. I collapsed on the floor of the shower, water dripping off me, with Meghan in my lap, thoroughly spent. I have to say, even though she isn't my girlfriend, that shower encounter is still to this day the best sex I've ever had. Don't tell my girlfriend though, alright? ;)

I hugged Meghan tightly as I felt her body go limp, recovering from that earth-shattering orgasm. She returned it and put her head on my shoulder, breathing hard and shaking. I could feel her heart rate, that's how tightly I was hugging her. It was through the roof. She finally picked her head up and gave me a long tongue-filled kiss. With a smile, she said, "If you and Liv ever go sour, you know who to come to, right?" 




Double Trouble Ch. 02



I just smiled in response. "Let's hope not."

She added quickly, "I didn't mean it like that. I'd never make you break up with her. You two are so cute together! I mean it. I'm not trying to be a jealous bitch." She laughed and got up. "Thanks for that."

"Don't thank me, Shmeg, you started it!" I smiled and turned the shower off. We got out and dried off, throwing on some clothes.

We walked into the bedroom to applause and a wolf-whistle. Liv was sitting up with a grin on her face. "The whole fucking house was shaking!" 

"But.....you're not....mad?" I asked in disbelief.

"Mad? Hell no! I was expecting you two to go off somewhere and screw like rabbits. I was right, wasn't I? I know you wouldn't cheat on me with anyone else, Matt. I trust you. I guessed you two were hiding feelings for each other. And I'm well aware what you think of Meg. There's something between you two that I can't quite fulfill. I understand. So yeah, I'm cool with it." She smiled, but added seriously, "But....if I find out there's a girl I don't know about, I'm not ok with that. I will have a problem with that. You can consider yourself single at that point." She paused and smiled again. The way she went from being all serious to smiling in a split second was almost comical. "Now, who's hungry?"

She cooked again, but without the quickie this time. I was kinda hoping we would have a threesome on the counter, but the girls must've still been tired from last night, because they never even mentioned the possibility of sex. Assuming they remembered it at all! They'd each had about 5 or 6 beers. I'd had 3, so I was by no means sober, but I still remembered it clearly. I don't think I'd ever forget it! My first, and probably only, threesome. Definitely a bragging right. 

We finally left that afternoon to return home. I dropped Meghan off first and helped her bring her stuff in, while Liv waited in the car. I walked inside and set her suitcase down. She smiled in thanks. I finally said, "Well Meg, thanks for hanging with us. It was a fun time."

She smiled again and took a step forward and hugged me. "Thanks for having me. And for this morning." She took her head off my shoulder and looked at me with another smile, before leaning in and kissing me quickly. Nothing crazy, only lasting for a second or 2. She pulled away and said with a grin, "Go. Liv probably thinks we're fucking again." 

I replied with a smile, "Could we?"

She laughed. "Sorry. My parents are home. If they weren't, I'd go get Liv and we could have another three-way, but that's not happening."

"Another? You remember last night?" I honestly thought she was too wasted to remember, but apparently I was wrong. 

She snorted. "Of course! I wasn't that drunk!" She lowered her voice and whispered, "And I kinda liked it," and looked at me with a naughty grin and a laugh. She pushed me away gently and said, "Ok, I'm done. Go. Get out." 

I grinned and shook my head, turning away. I heard her voice say suddenly, "Wait." A hand shot out, grabbed my shoulder, and spun me around, and she crushed her lips to mine, for longer this time, maybe 5 seconds. She finally stopped, winked and said simply, "Bye," before carrying her stuff out of sight. 

I smiled to myself. She totally wants my cock, I thought to myself, walking back to my car. Liv smiled at me as I got in and threw the gearstick over to the right and down, into reverse. "You were in there a while. Was there, like, a quickie on the couch or something I missed?" 

I laughed as I went into first gear and pulled away. "Hell no. I'm a guy. That's a problem if I only lasted that long." 

We arrived at her house a few minutes later. Her parents were gone, still working. It was a Friday after all. We got out and brought all her stuff in. I was about to say bye and leave, when she said, "You can come in if you want." Which, knowing her, was code for saying, "Get your ass in here and bang my brains out."

I accepted, not about to reject the offer of yet more pussy. I sat down on her couch as she got me a beer, finally sitting down with it and kissing my cheek. I drank it pretty quickly as she started talking about the upcoming school year and how excited she was for it. 

The alcohol in me must've been particularly strong, because I'd only had a single beer, but I suddenly grabbed her head and started kissing her violently, cutting her off mid-sentence. She was surprised, but soon had thrown her arms around me and was kissing back passionately. With a moan, she pulled me down on top of her and started tonguing me. It was all I could do not to rip her clothes off right then and there and wreck her. She must've guessed what I was thinking, because she suddenly broke the kiss with a very wet smack. With a smirk, she got up and took my hand, leading me to her room. I followed, already unbuttoning my shorts. I kicked them off as I entered her room. She paused with her back to me and took off her shirt, shorts, and thong. She wasn't wearing a bra underneath. She turned her head, looked at me out of the corner of her eye, and winked before pulling back the covers and climbing into bed. She gestured me over with a single finger and a sexy smile. I ripped my shirt off and obeyed, popping a major boner already. I got into bed next to her and kissed her hard, throwing the covers over us. She moaned in approval and groped for my cock, jerking it slowly while I stuck a finger in her. After about 10 passion-filled seconds of this, in it went. I rolled over so I was on top and started thrusting wildly, making her bed shake. She screamed in pleasure and clenched her teeth, closing her eyes and gripping the headboard with a death grip. I took one of her boobs in my mouth and started sucking, making her squirm and thrust into me violently. Her pussy felt so good. I wasn't gonna last much longer. I finally panted, "Oh, god. Baby, your pussy feels so good. I can't hold it any longer. Ohhhh FUUUCCCKKKK!" I finally exploded inside her. She kissed me hard and succumbed to her orgasm too, screaming and digging her nails into my back. I collapsed on top of her. She sighed and hugged me with a satisfied smile. I kissed all over her upper body, face, and head, and we just lay there for a while, cuddling and kissing lightly. 

I finally got out of bed and dressed. She did the same, but threw on pajamas instead, actually just a spaghetti top with no bra underneath and yoga shorts. She looked very sexy, needless to say. We went back downstairs, not bothering to make her bed again. We had both reached a silent and mutual agreement that I should probably leave before her parents got home. She walked me to my car. I finally hugged her and kissed her forehead. "Thanks for everything, Livvy. It was fun!" 

She smiled and kissed me quickly. "No problem. I loved it."

"Well, I guess I'll see you at college then." I smiled and brushed a hair out of her eye. 

"Yeah, definitely. Almost all of me in fact," she winked and hugged me with a smile. "Thanks for having me. I'll see you soon. Bye." We kissed twice quickly and I got in my car with a wave. 

I got home about 10 minutes later and collapsed on my bed, my mind pouring over how insanely lucky I'd been this week, boning 2 girls at the same time. I never found out if Liv was too drunk to remember it or not. I'll have to make sure she's sober next time. I'm sure Meg would be more than willing to do it again. 'Til then, I'm stuck with just Liv (which is hardly a bad thing lol). This concludes the true story of my remarkable 3 days of passion and pleasure. Hope you liked it.



Double Trouble Ch. 02



Jessica, Lissa, and I walked into the club, which was surprisingly packed, and I could already feel the molly taking hold of me. I told the girls to go find us a spot to dance while I grabbed some drinks. I went up to the bar and ordered their favorite drinks as well as one for myself. After tipping the bartender handsomely I looked around for my sisters and found them immediately.

They weren't hard to spot since they were already dancing with each other, and I could see then caressing each other. I strutted over to then and handed them their drinks while I wedged my way between them. I could tell they were already feeling good because as soon as we started dancing I felt their hands all over me. Jess was dancing in front of me and facing me, I chugged my drink and tossed it aside. Now with both hands free I decided to grab her firm ass and bring her even closer to me. She giggled wildly and whispered in my ear, "you naughty boy" with a playful tone.

Jess brought her face back so that we were looking at each other in the eye. I couldn't contain my lust any longer. I dove in and planted a huge kiss right on her soft and supple lips. Without missing a beat she kissed me right back, which is exactly what I hoped for. She surprised me, however by sliding her tongue into my mouth.

The next thing I know I feel a hand grab my erect cock and start to stroke it. I broke the amazing kiss between me and Jess and turned to see Lissa with her arms wrapped around me with an eager look on her face. She looked over to Jess and said, "you don't get him all to yourself ya know."

The look on her face was undeniable, she wanted me, and I wanted her. So I leaned in and we started making out while the three of us were still grinding on each other.

I felt my hand being grabbed and the next thing I knew my hand was squeezing and caressing Lissa's tits. I always marveled at how amazing they looked, but that was nothing compared to how they felt. I slowly worked my way down, gliding my fingers down her side and to her hips.

My hand rand across her waist and I could feel that she wasn't wearing any panties. My dick throbbed as my hand slid down to her bare thigh then back up under her dress. I could hear her gasp in ecstasy as I teased her with my fingertips grazing around her pussy.

I looked down to see another hand on her other thigh. I knew it was Jess'.

I interlocked our fingers and ran them across Lissa's clit. I could feel her shudder with pleasure against my body. With her other hand Jess grabbed hold of my raging boner and began to stroke it. With that I took my free hand and started rubbing her crotch. I could feel that she wasn't wearing panties either and I thought I was gonna lose it. Suddenly I pulled back from both of them. They looked me, both confused. I pulled both of them close and began to kiss Lissa, I then pulled Jessica in, and we were all making out with each other. 

The music suddenly stopped, and so did we. We looked around and saw everyone getting ready to leave. I looked at my watch and saw it was already 4 o'clock. I looked to both of my sisters and asked them if they were ready to take the party home. They nodded excitedly and I could tell that they were ready to be taken. We made it home without any trouble. We walked into the house and I went straight to the stereo to out on some edm. I cranked volume and led them to the bedroom. Before we even made it to the bed they worked in unison to strip me down to my boxers. I pulled both their dresses off and froze. Their bodies were perfect. Even better than I dreamt. They took advantage of me not doing anything and pulled my underwear off together and giggled as my dick sprung free.

The Milly was in full effect now and I gasped as I looked down and saw both of them lick my dick together. They started working feverishly taking turns swallowing my entire erection. I pulled both of them up and kissed each of them quickly. I then pushed Jess onto the bed and put Lissa on top of her. I knelt down and marveled at their soaking wet pussies. Then I started with Jess licking her snatch and went straight up to Lissa's. They both moaned loudly and then they said together, "I want you inside of me." I now had a choice to make of who I wanted to please first. I decided on Jess because we spent more time together and I fantasized about her on an almost daily basis. 

I dribbled some spit onto my cock for lubrication and slid into Jessica's tight pussy. She screamed in ecstasy as I moaned and complimented her on how amazing it felt to be inside her. She replied, "shut up and fuck me!!" With that said I started pumping harder, harder and harder. Then slowly, pulling out to just the tip and ramming my cock all the way in. She screamed in ecstasy and as I pulled out to the tip again I was forced all the way out as she squirted all over.

Lissa didn't miss a beat, she leaned over and sucked and licked all of Jess' cum off my dick the licked her pussy for a little. I stoked my hard on as I watched the two of them. Jess was still shaking from her amazing orgasm, and I was ready for more, so as Lissa was licking Jess I climbed behind her and slipped my dick into her wet pussy. She cried out as I penetrated her all the way and I reached around to start massaging her clit. I saw her reach down under the bed and she pulled out a vibrator! She turned it on and I could hear the him as she slid it into Jess' still wet pussy. Then I felt Jess start to lick my balls and work in tandem with my finger around Lissa's clit.

Just as I was about to cum I pulled out and got them two of them together. Stroking my cock, cum starts shooting out of me.

I covered both of my sisters faces in my hot sticky cum with probably the biggest load I ever shot. They turned to each other with a big smile on their faces and started licking the cum off the other's face. I collapsed onto the bed, and when they were finished cleaning each other they laid on either side of me and curled up. I whispered how amazed I was at the experience, and Jess turned to me and said with a wink, "I'm glad you enjoyed it because this won't be the last time."



Double Trouble Ch. 02



Robin gave John an icy look. 

He wanted to die. "Robin, I--," he started and then stopped himself. "It happened so fast," he said.

"It wasn't that fast," Angela laughed. "He lasted long enough for me to come twice." 

"Twice?" Robin asked John, irritated. "I only came once. And I come more easily that she does." 

Was she really more upset about that? "You teased me all night," John weakly explained, looking for a way out of the confusing situation. "I couldn't hold back as long." As soon as he said it he knew that blaming Robin was probably not the right approach to take.

The balcony fell silent as Robin and Angela looked at him. He couldn't read their expressions but he knew it couldn't be good. He gave up trying to explain and waited meekly for the verdict. He had a feeling it wasn't going to be a good one.

"Has he squirmed enough?" Angela asked Robin. 

Nodding mostly to herself Robin said, "John, I don't mind." 

"What?" he asked, dumbfounded. 

"Angela and I have no problem with sharing. We came to an understanding long ago, after we stopped being rivals and became friends," she explained, smiling at Angela. 

Angela smiled back at her.

"I was planning to introduce you to her today and encourage you to fuck her if she liked you," she continued. "You should have been honest with me." 

John knew at that moment where he had screwed up. If he had just kept his mouth shut everything would have been okay. Trying to be optimistic that there still might be a way to salvage the situation he simply said, "I'm sorry."

"Well, you're a guy," Robin said. "So, I'm going to let it go this time." Then she looked at him sternly in the eyes and said, "Just never lie to me again. Okay?"

John nodded, swallowing hard. His hope was beginning to rise again. Maybe he had dodged a bullet this time.

Robin leaned forward and gave John a quick kiss. Her lips were soft and warm in the cool air. She smelled fresh and clean.

"Great, let's eat," Angela said energetically. 

Too amazed and relieved to say anything, John ate breakfast. It was cooked to perfection, even if it had gotten a little cold while the women were making him squirm. He knew they were studying him and communicating silently to each other. He pretended to be oblivious to all that, having learned his lesson.

After finishing breakfast Robin gathered the dishes together. Then she got up, walked around the table and back into the apartment, taking the dishes with her to the kitchen. Angela and John were left alone on the balcony.

"I'm sorry I helped Robin make you squirm like that," Angela said. "I was really hot last night but I thought you knew that Robin wouldn't have been upset if you would have told her what happened." 

"I didn't know that," he said as Robin came back onto the balcony. 

Sitting down in her chair Robin glanced at Angela and then looked at John. Robin's green eyes shown bright and clear in the morning light as she asked, "John, would you like to stay with us for the weekend?" 

"Yes, very much so," he confessed. 

"Good. We want you here, but there are some ground rules we operate by. If you can't abide by them then you had better leave," Robin warned. 

"What are they?" he asked warily. He didn't know what to expect, but he was very glad they were giving him another chance.

"Angela and I share our men," Robin explained. 

"Yep," Angela agreed.

John had already surmised that much. He didn't have any problem with being shared, he said to himself. He was just wanting for the big 'but'. There was always a big 'but'.

"There is no jealously," Robin continued. "You can have both of us and anyone else you want but you can't be jealous or possessive. Those are negative emotions and we don't want them around us. You have to be honest with us about who you're fucking and we'll be honest with you about who we're fucking. Since we will share you with each other, and anyone else, then you have to be willing to share us with other men."

After a moment's thought John admitted, "That won't be easy. I might be afraid that I'd lose you to some other guy. And if I fuck someone else I'd be afraid of hurting your feelings." 

"Our feelings won't be hurt unless you lie to us," Robin said. "As for losing us...you don't own us. Take us as we are or leave us. And just so you know, we do want you to stay." 

John thought quickly. "Then I agree, for however long you want me around," he decided. It was better to have them for a while than not at all, he reasoned. He liked these women. He didn't know how he felt about them being with other men, but he'd deal with that later, if necessary.

"Alright," Angela shouted. "Let's celebrate," she said as she rolled out of her chair and got down on her knees in front of John. 

Robin stood up and pulled the table away. She stepped up next to Angela and knelt down beside her. The balcony was covered with an all-weather carpet and so was gentle on their knees.

Angela opened John's robe and stared at his slowly rising cock. The cold air did nothing to encourage it to grow as he pushed his chair back and perched himself on its edge. He knew exactly what was about to happen.

Angela took his cool expanding tool into her mouth, slurping the whole thing up in one motion. Robin bent low under Angela and began licking at his tight balls. John's pubic hair tickled her nose. These women definitely worked together, John thought.

John groaned at the sudden warmth that surrounded his cock. His prick quickly expanded and hardened inside Angela's mouth until she was no longer able to keep the whole thing into her mouth. His balls pulled up as Robin's licking made them wet, which quickly cooled in the crisp air.

Angela sucked hard on his cock as she slowly pulled her head back sending ripples of pleasure through his body. At the same time, Robin began taking his balls, each in turn, into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around them until they grew warm and began to tingle with mounting pleasure. 

"I'm the luckiest man alive," he moaned. He really meant it. This kind of thing never happened to him.

"You better believe it," Robin said, pausing in sucking his balls, as Angela sucked his dick back into her mouth again.

Angela's blowjob was making sexy sucking noises as she sucked hard on his cock, still pulling her mouth up slowly and plunging down hard. His shaft was tingling at her agonizingly slow attack on his prick. It was such a sweet agony though.

When Angela began bobbing her head faster on his cock, Robin wrapped her hand around the base of shaft where Angela's lips couldn't reach. Robin moved her fist along his cock in time to Angela's blowjob while her lips and tongue continued to stimulate his balls. She had a tight grip.

Looking down, John could see Angela's thin lips clamping firmly about his hard cock while Robin looked up at him from below his balls, her hand hiding her face on every down stroke. He moaned in pleasure as he felt his cock and balls begin to tingle more urgently. "I'm gonna come," he announced. 

The two women began working even harder on his cock and balls. Angela sped up her sucking to such a blistering pace that Robin had to stop stroking his prick and simply hold it still to avoid slowing Angela down. Robin began kneading and gently squeezing his balls in her mouth. 

"Here it comes," John groaned. 

Robin released his balls with her mouth, only to replace it with one of her warm hands as he came. The first wad of cum raced up his shaft and blasted the back of Angela's mouth, coating her throat in its warmth. Then the second wad coated her tongue as she pulled halfway off his coming cock.

Angela pulled her mouth off his prick, the third blast catching her on the cheek. Robin clamped her lips around the head of his cock before another drop was spilled. She kneaded his nuts in her hand and stroked his shaft as he spilled his remaining load into her mouth. 

Both women swallowed lustily, savoring his essence. When his cock was drained Robin pulled her mouth off of his limp phallus and kissed Angela. Their cum-drenched tongues toyed with each other as they slowly caressed John's legs and each other.

"You two sure know what you're doing," John breathed as he leaned back, trying to catch his breath in the warming morning air. 

They broke their kiss and turned to look up at him. "We know," they said in unison smiling at him, their mouths now clean of his cum. 



Double Trouble Ch. 03



John sat in his silver corvette in the garage of his small rented house. He was still confused and troubled by everything that had happened to him the previous weekend. He still hadn't figured out how to feel and what to do. He was torn between staying home and driving to meet Robin and Angela.

John was from a small town in southwest Louisiana. He had moved to Denver four years earlier. He had decided at that time that he was twenty-one and it was time for him to try out a big city. Denver was big. It took him over forty-five minutes to get from one end to the other on a good day. It had some skyscrapers and a couple high-rises like the one Robin and Angela rented, but most of the city was flat. The city was a great maze of suburb after suburb all the way to the foothills to the west, Fort Collins to the north, and over halfway to Colorado Springs to the south.

In the four years he had lived in Denver, he had never met a pair of girls as wild as these two. His mother had always taught him to be polite and respectful of a lady. These girls thought that was cute but unnecessary. These girls almost made the porn stars on the porn DVDs he occasionally watched look tame.  Hell, they had taken him out on the balcony overlooking Denver and given him the best blowjob of his life. Of course, having two women sucking his dick at the same time made it the best blowjob by default, since that was a first for him.

Even though they were what his mother would instantly call sluts, they really seemed to care about him. He couldn't help but like them back. He could even see himself falling for Robin. 

Of course, that would be disaster. These girls had made it clear that they were with him as long as it was fun and that was it. Jealousy, or any sort of feeling of attachment for that matter, was to be avoided at all cost.  They had made that even clearer a few hours after they blew him on the balcony when they explained about The Sophisticates' Club. He was too enamored with them to take it all in at the time, but he had now had a week to think about it and it was giving him great pause.

They told him that The Sophisticates' Club was a sex club and that they were active members. Later that evening he had looked up "Denver Sex Clubs" on the Internet and discovered that there was a whole sex club lifestyle going on right under his nose. He found a lot of eye-opening information about what sorts of things went on at these clubs but no mention of The Sophisticates' Club. He assumed it was similar, just less public.

If these women were part of that lifestyle, was that a lifestyle he wanted to be involved in? He was a young health man, so the answer was probably 'yes', he thought. It's not the way he was brought up but he had become pretty open to all sorts of things, even before moving to Denver. He definitely did see the appeal of engaging in that sort of lifestyle with Robin.

He had spent the rest of that day with them but just when he was starting to recover and might have had his first threesome, his job called. He hated being on call. He had to bid his ado and he hadn't seen them since.

John pressed the garage door opener attached to his visor and started his car as he mulled over how Robin had called him all during the past week. They had spoken a lot but had avoided discussing The Sophisticates' Club. What they did discuss was their jobs, what music they liked, and what movies they had seen. They found that they really did have a lot in common.

After talking for hours and hours he couldn't help but start to feel closer to Robin. That just made her rules even more confusing. If she just wanted to have fun and have no attachments, why was she talking to him so much? He had to assume that she was able to get very close but still not get attached. That didn't seem possible for him. Maybe she was just more evolved than he was, he thought. He wanted to be that open-minded. That was his goal; it was either that or to walk away.

Without any memory of the drive, he reached the apartment complex. They were supposed to be fixing dinner so he parked his silver corvette in their parking garage. The six dollars per day charge was a small price to pay in the grand scheme of things he thought to himself as he left the ticket on his dashboard and walked around to the front of the building. They buzzed him up.

John was dressed in a jacket, a black tee shirt, and blue jeans. Robin had suggested he dress casual. He took the elevator to the fourth floor and walked up to their door. Taking a deep breath, he knocked.

Angela answered the door, all blond hair and lightly tanned skin. She was dressed in a yellow tank top and a short plaid skirt that reached down to mid-thigh. She wore no shoes, her feet sinking slightly into the white shag carpet of the living room.

"John!" she exclaimed with a smile.

"How are you, Angela?" John asked politely as she leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss.

"Hungry and horny," she said lightly as she turned and walked toward the kitchen, her long straight blond hair swaying behind her. She glanced over her shoulder and insisted, "Come on in!" 

Shaking his head and smiling to himself he stepped in and closed the door behind him. He took his jacket off and tossed it onto the couch. As he followed Angela to the kitchen he found himself wondering if they ever used the living room.

John found Robin cooking in the kitchen. She was wearing a smock over her tee-shirt and shorts that read 'Kiss the Chef'. She was barefoot. A tossed salad set in a bowl next to her and she was cooking pork chops in a couple skillets. It smelled wonderful, especially since he was really hungry.

At his entry, Robin turned and stepped up to John. She was shorter than he was. She looked up at him, put her arms around his shoulders, and said sincerely, "Oh John, I have really missed you". 

John looked down into her freckled face and her sparkling green eyes, framed by her slightly-tousled orange-red hair. All he saw was sincerity and affection. He kissed her. Not a light peck of a friend. Not a hot and nasty kiss of a lover. But a gentle passionate kiss which communicated a different sort of message. He was having feelings for Robin and it was getting difficult to hide them.

Robin returned his kiss with the same gentle passion. She yielded herself to him, opening her mouth and letting his tongue penetrate inside, in a miniature version of sex that kissing sometimes emulated. She stroked his tongue as he stroked all around inside of her mouth. It was very intimate.

They broke the kiss and looked at each other. John remembered her rules about not getting attached and tried to get a hold of himself. To cover his feelings he said lightly, "How have you been?"

Robin blinked. Then she smiled and said sexily, "I'm a lot better now."

As Robin stepped away from John, he noticed that Angela was poking at the pork chops. "Get away from that," Robin said playfully as she resumed her position in front of the stove. "Go set the table."

Steve and Angela set the table and put the salad on it as Robin finished cooking the pork chops. They all sat to eat. John removed his shoes at one point to conform to the majority, who were barefoot.

Robin put on some mood music before bringing the pork chops and a bottle of wine to the table. She took off her smock, to reveal that her tee shirt read 'Don't hate me because I'm beautiful. Hate me because I have huge boobs.' Steve smiled when he read that. They all sat down and ate their fill. They discussed politics and current events. There was always something happening in Denver to talk about.

Steve was happy that the conversation was so neutral for a change. They all knew that the sex was coming and were all content to be comfortable in each other's company. At one point Robin asked, "Is it okay that Angela is here with us?"

"Of course," Steve said, drinking the last sip of his wine. He had almost assumed that a threesome was going to happen tonight.

"Well, he's not really your boyfriend," Angela said, refilling her glass of wine for the second time. "He's our boyfriend."

John caught a look cross Robin's face. He couldn't quite identify it. She hesitated. Then she said lightly, "True."

John didn't know how he felt about that. Having learned his lesson from the previous weekend, he said nothing. Say the wrong thing now, he thought, and he could fuck up the whole evening.

A few minutes later, after he had finished eating he said, "Well that was delicious. Who knew you could cook?"

Robin gave him a smile. "Thank you, John," she said.

"Yea, she cooks all the time during the week," Angela volunteered. "On the weekend, like this, we're hardly ever home at the same time. One or both of us always have a hot new date. We haven't had someone over for two weekends in a row like this in a long time."

John again said nothing. He was deeply concerned by this but kept his thoughts to himself. He noticed that Robin didn't say anything either. She didn't even look up as she finished her pork chop.

Angela seemed oblivious to the awkward silence as she finished her meal. Only the music and the clink of silverware were heard. Then Angela said, "That was good. Are we ready to go relax and watch a movie?"

John liked the idea of relaxing and letting his meal digest. He had high hopes for the evening. He looked at Robin to see what her plans were.

Robin nodded.

They all re-filled their wine glasses one last time, emptying the bottle and made their way to the living room. Angela and John sat on the couch as Robin turned off the music, turned on the TV, and put in the DVD she had rented. John sat in the middle of the couch and Angela sat to his left.

The menu for the movie appeared on the screen. It was "Knocked Up". John hadn't seen it before.

Robin set it playing as she sat to the right of John. They all sat and watched the movie. They laughed and drank their wine.

Halfway through the movie their wine glasses were drained and Steve was reclined on the couch watching the movie. Robin nestled against him under his right arm as she chuckled at the scene on the screen. Angela was a tall as he was, so rested her head on his left shoulder, his left arm behind her back.

There was a lull in the movie and Steve became keenly aware of how good they smelled. He relished the close contact he had with the two women. It was a big ego boost having both of these women in his arms at the same time.

As if sensing his thoughts, Angela lifted her head from his shoulder, turned, and looked at him. She looked into his eyes for a moment and then leaned into him and kissed him. As she kissed him she ran her hand up his leg. She ran her fingernails across his crotch, sending vibrations through the denim to his cock, which immediately lurched and began to harden with a mind of its own. Not that John would have had it any other way.

Robin laughed at something that happened on the screen. John didn't know what it was because he had his eyes closed as he kissed Angela and he was concentrating on the feeling of her nails scraping the denim over his hardening dick. He felt Robin shift in his right arm and then the sounds of the movie stopped and were replaced with the sounds of soft music. She must have noticed that nobody else was laughing, he surmised.

John didn't want to dislodge either of his arms from around the girls. He broke the kiss with Angela and glanced at Robin. He watched her toss the remote to the other side of the sofa. When she turned back and saw him looking at her she smiled and leaned forward to kiss him.

As Robin kissed John he felt Angela unzipped his jeans. He felt her fingers snake inside and wrap around his hard cock. She then pried it out through the openings in his boxers. John could feel the cool air in the room against his cock as it protruded up through the opening in his jean. "Nice," Angela said.

Robin interlaced her fingers in John's short hair, gripping it just enough to show him her passion and how much she wanted the kiss. His hand on her back went to the back of her neck and pulled her against him in kind. Robin's right hand caressed John's chest through his tee shirt.

John felt Angela's cool slender fingers again wrap around his hot prick, gently teasing and stroking him to full hardness. He softly moaned into Robin's mouth as he kissed her. The woman he was kissing was not the same woman fondling his hard dick. This was a big turn-on to John. It felt so wicked.

Robin broke the kiss and tugged at John's tee shirt. He lifted his arms so she could pull it off of him. He watched her toss it on the floor.

Then he turned his head to watch Angela lean forward and drop her head into his lap. He felt her lips wrap around the neck of his cock, just below the head, and her tongue swirl across the head as it was trapped inside of her warm mouth. Her hot breath warmed his balls below as she exhaled through her nose.

Turning his attention back to Robin, he cupped both of her big tits in his hands and said, "Huge". She smiled at him, recognizing the reference to her tee shirt. Then she lifted her tee shirt up and pulled it off. She tossed it onto the floor to join John's shirt, her big tits bouncing and swaying.

As Angela slowly began bobbing her head on his cock, John put his hands under Robin's arms and pulled her to him. He kissed her mouth, her neck, and down her lightly freckled chest. He pulled her to her knees on the couch beside him and, gently cupping her big breasts in his hands; he licked and sucked at her hard nipples.

"Oh, John," she sighed. He rolled his eyes up to look at her as he licked gently at her tits. He saw affection and lust mixed together in her green eyes.

With his hands on her back, John pressed Robin against him, pressing his face into her tits. He went from nipple to nipple, licking and caressing the skin between. He breathed in the scent of her and relished the salty taste of her skin.

"Yes," Robin sighed. "Suck my nipples. I'm getting so wet."

Angela lifted her head from John's cock long enough to unbutton his pants and pull them down along with his boxers. He helped by lifting his ass off the couch for a second. His hard cock proved an obstacle but Angela had enough experience to just yank his jeans down and let his nine-inch cock bend down and bounce back up.

Still licking at her tits, John gently tugged Robin's shorts down over her shapely hips and ass. He got them down to the couch and couldn't go any farther. She giggled. Robin stood up and let them fall to the floor.

John lay down on his back in the space vacated by Robin. He kicked his left leg up on the couch. He knew Angela was currently single-mindedly focused on sucking his cock. True to prediction and without needing any communication to Angela, he felt her hand wrap around the base of his prick and her mouth fall down the shaft. 

Angela's mouth on his cock felt like heaven but Robin looked like heaven standing naked beside the couch. She also looked confused. John smiled at that. He looking into her eyes, gestured her to come to him, and said sexily, "Robin, sit on my face."

Robin smiled at the dirty talk. "Gladly," she sighed as she mounted the couch and straddled his head, still looking down into his eyes.

John cupped Robin's ass and looked up at her. Her skin was so pale, her thighs like white marble columns on either side of his head. He found that sexy. Her shaved pussy was bright pink as it flowered open inches above his face. The small triangle of orange-red hair above her slit tickled his nose as he lowered her onto his face. Looking up her body, across her flat pale stomach and between her large pale breasts, he watched her expression change as he snaked his tongue out and found her clit. She moaned as he gently stroked the hard little nub with his tongue. 

"Oh, God," Robin sighed. "That's it. Lick my clit!"

Angela cupped John's balls in her hand, gently massaging then as she stroked her lips up and down his shaft. On each stroke, when she reached the top she swirled her tongue madly around the head before sinking her face back down. John's cock was rock-hard.

John had masturbated in the shower a few hours prior in preparation. He was now glad that he had done that because Angela was working on his cock fiercely. He would have come already if he hadn't taken care of his business at home earlier. 

Robin pressed her weight down on John's face, letting John take her weight in his hands. "That feels so good," she moaned in pleasure as he licked her snatch. She rolled her own nipples between her fingers as she relaxed and let him work on her.

John breathed in the musky scent of Robin's cunt as he licked steadily at her clit. Her hips twitched, shifting the weight he held with his hands, but he held her steady. He wrapped his lips around the top of her pussy and sucked her clit into his mouth. Her fuck-fluid mixed with his saliva and coated his chin, but he paid that no mind.

"Oh, shit, that's it," Robin gasped at the pleasure coursing through her. John could see the passion on her face. She glanced down at him in amazement. Then she closed her eyes, concentrating on her nearing orgasm.

John knew she was close and so he continued sucking and licking at her clit. He knew not to change what he was doing if it was working. He slurped at her clit, sucking it gently, using her moans and sighs to guide him in the right direction.

"Oh fuck, I'm coming," Robin shouted as her orgasm washed over her. She bucked and twisted atop John's face, savoring the feel of his lips on her pussy. She gasped for breath as she moaned in pleasure.

John felt Angela lift her head off his dick to watch what was happening, but her fist continued to stroke his hard cock. A small amount of Robin's girl-cum washed out of her pussy and coated John's chin as her orgasm peaked. John returned to licking her clit gently but then she began to tremble. 

Robin lifted herself off of John's face and got off the couch, her legs shaking. She bent down and kissed him. She kissed his lips and licked some of her juices off of his cheek. Then she looked into his eyes and said, "Thank you, baby. That felt so good."

John was a bit surprised at her words. She had never called his 'baby' before. He smiled at her.

Robin patted the side of his face as if to take some of the intimacy away. Then she looked down John's body at Angela and said, "Angie, you've got to try some of this." She said it out of breath but in a casual way, as if she were discussing the latest soft drink. Or 'pop' as they called it in Denver.

John considered those his marching orders as he watched Robin step over to the chair and sit down to catch her breath. He sat up and pulled Angela up with him. He kissed her mouth, letting his tongue snake in and out for a moment. As she kissed him back, John lifted Angela's tank top and slipped his hands inside, covering her small tits. Her hard nipples pressed firmly into the palms of his hands.

John broke the kiss and dropped his lips to Angela's chest. Holding her tank top up with his hands, he licked and sucked at the hard little nubs of her nipples. She pulled the tank top off and tossed it onto the floor as her breathing became heavier.

"Oh, god," Angela sighed. "Suck my tits."

John licked and sucked at each of her nipples. He was tempted to reach down and stroke her pussy under her skirt, but he resisted. He decided it was better to concentrate on her tits for a moment longer. 

Angela moaned and pulled John's head tightly against her chest. She breathed heavily. Her nipples were hard in John's mouth. She squirmed against his face.

John guided Angela off the couch and onto her back on the carpeted floor. The white shag carpet was soft underneath her. John kissed down her flat stomach and, rising up, lifted the plaid skirt. Looking underneath he found no panties. John was not surprised. Angela's pussy was shaved smooth and the whole area was ruddy with excitement. Her juices coated her pussy and her inner thighs.




Double Trouble Ch. 03



It was early spring and Stephen had come to terms with the secret liaison he had developed with his niece Vicky and her friend Amanda. What had started out as a bit of messing about had grown more and more serious with Vicky promising him to have sex with her on their next visit. Six weeks had passed since their last ménage a trois and Stephen had felt awkward at a family get together, when Vicky secretly winked at him when no one was looking or she would brush past him a little too closely. Her mother had no idea of what was going on of course and Stephen was anxious to keep it that way in order to keep his family in one piece. Vicky was 18 and just saw it as a bit of a game. To her getting close to her uncle, kissing him; sucking him and having him lick her was just naughty. Stephen knew it was more than that but found her so irresistible he couldn't stop. At the get together, his Mum's birthday meal, he thought she had become even more beautiful. Her blue eyes seemed to sparkle; the light flickered around her long blonde hair. Her clothes that night too, a figure-hugging red dress was enough to make him want her. As soon as possible. She was amazingly sexual. He had only ever been the doting uncle as she had grown up. Having no children himself, she had been the next best thing. He had actually felt mixed emotions when she had become a teenager; concerned that men would look at her and that sickened him. It was only as she had become older and eventually on her 18th birthday that his eyes had opened to her true beauty. He had had a few private thoughts, but he had suppressed them. It was she who had made the first move. He had found it impossible to resist. Maybe he should have tried stop it. But he could not. He wanted her too much.

At the meal, just before they left, there were the inevitable hugs, and hugging Vicky, she whispered in his ear. 

'Next week, Uncle Stephen. I'll ring you.'

Stephen counted the days that week. Then on the Wednesday evening she phoned him.

'Hi Stephen, I'm at Manda's, how are you?'

'I'm fine thanks honey, I've been thinking about you.'

'Me too. I've been having naughty thoughts.'

'Oh Vicky.'

'Ooh I've not finished yet. Me and Amanda, we sit next to each other in lectures and we play with each other.'

'Vicky!'

'It's OK, no one sees. The tutor just thinks we really enjoy the subject.'

'Ha ha Vicky, you're awful.'

'Yeah, licking my fingers afterwards is better than chewing your pencil eh!'

'Vicky, are you teasing me?!'

'No, honest we do! What day can I come round then? Oh, it will just be me by the way, Amanda can't get, she's grounded.'

'Oh?'

'Yeah, she got caught taking some money from her Mum's handbag.'

'Oh I wont ask.'

'Yeah, it's a long story, anyway, you've got me all to yourself.'

'Awww Vicky, honey I can't wait, is Friday alright? What excuse you going to give?'

'I'm going to say you're helping me with quadratic equations.'

'But you're good with maths.'

'Yeah but Mum doesn't know a quadratic from a parabola, it's fine.'

'Ha ha OK babe. Five o'clock OK.'

'Yeah, oh Unc, what do you want me to wear?'

Stephen thought for a second or two, but there was no question about what he wanted.

'Your school uniform please, you know how I love you in that.'

'Hmmm, Ok, see what I can do. Bye for now then.'

'OK hun, bye.'

Stephen felt hot after the phone call. He needed to relieve himself, but wanted to save up as much as possible for Vicky so took a cool shower and went to bed early. 

Thursday came and went without incident. On the Friday morning he went to the shops and got a couple of bottles of wine and some nibbles ready for his niece's visit. He had taken the day off work, so he could be as relaxed as possible. However, he was in a state of pent up sexual anxiety, far more than on the last visit. Maybe it was because she would be visiting alone this time. It would be more personal. More intimate. He showered in the afternoon, after getting everywhere nice and smooth. He wanted to be just right. He had been to the hairdressers at the weekend and his hair had settled nicely. He was 39, but he looked OK. He was fit for his age, he worked out and jogged. 

He had uncorked a bottle of red wine and put out some of the pretzels. Just as he put on a CD on his music system, his doorbell rang. He opened the door and beheld a vision of understated sexuality. Vicky had put on her most provocative uniform. She wore a mid thigh-length black pleated skirt and long black socks, with just the teensiest bit of white flesh visible at the top. Then there was her blazer and a tight white blouse, the top two buttons undone and her striped tie loosened casually. She embodied the precocious schoolgirl perfectly and it sent Stephen's pulse racing.

Once inside, he took her blazer and admired her.

'Cor Vicky, you look fucking amazing!'

'Wow thanks, I thought you'd like this.'

He took a step forward and kissed her on the cheek and then without breaking contact, planted a procession of little kisses along her face and onto her neck. She had a divinely sweet scent. He looked her in the eyes, which looked particularly blue. At the same time he stroked the inside of her thigh, rubbing his fingers along the top of her long socks. Vicky held his chin and puckered her lips inviting a kiss. He responded with a long smooch. He didn't use his tongue, but just wanted to feel her luscious lips on his.

'Ooh Uncle Stephen, your kisses are wicked!

'Thanks babe, would you like a drink and a little snack, or have you eaten?'

'I'll have a couple of the grissini please.'

She picked up one of the sticks and rolled her tongue around the end before taking a loud bite. Stephen gulped and took a swig of the glass of wine he had poured out.

'Shall we sit down?' He suggested.

'Yes OK.'

Vicky sat on his sofa and Stephen knelt on the floor in front of her. 

'You look nice today Uncle.'

'Thanks Vicky, you're beautiful.'

'Ha ha I know!'

'Modesty was never one of your strong points babe.'

'Hmmm. What do you think to my socks then?'

'You know honey, they drive me wild.'

He sat up and ran his hands up the length of her legs until he reached the hem of her skirt. The he lifted it slightly and kissed the top of her legs. Her flesh was so soft and warm. He kissed her further up in little stepping stones, until he could detect a hint of the aroma from her sex. Her white panties were hugging her crotch and he rubbed his fingers on the fabric, pushing his fingers into her groove.

'You're so sexy Vicky.'

She looked him in the eye and licked her lips. Stephen stood up and unzipped his jeans. He took a step towards his niece as she sat up. Then he pulled his erect cock out and offered it to her mouth, which she gratefully accepted. She sucked him gently, stroking his balls with the back of her hand. She alternately sucked him and licked the underneath of his cock, lingering on his fraenulum, making him shiver with delight. She was so good he could feel himself start to cum, so pushed her face away gently. 

Vicky knew it was time to let him take her. She felt ready. Her pussy was oozing with juice and ached to be fucked. She stood up and rolled down her panties before kneeling on the sofa. Stephen sat behind her and licked the rosy slit. She smelt and tasted wondrous. He couldn't hold on any longer. He stood up, and plunged his dick into her slippery pussy.

'Awwww, ooh Vicky. Ah fuck, that soooo good.'

He began to pound her vagina as he held on to her skirt. He was so worked up he wouldn't last long. Vicky was panting and groaning with pleasure. He drove his cock harder and faster. Vicky was whimpering now and could feel him getting harder. Stephen pulled out and Vicky span round just in time for him to unload his cum over her face. The first spurt went into her hair. Then a second, with even more force splashed across her cheeks and nose. She opened her mouth and he wanked another good drop on to her tongue, which she swallowed before licking her lips.

'Oh Vicky, that was good. I can't believe I've just shagged you.'

'I know it's amazing isn't it..'

'Sorry I couldn't last longer babe - you're just so hot!'

'It's OK, next time maybe. Have a wank before or something.'

'Hey, you've got it all worked out haven't you.'

'Hmmm... it's only little me. Do you love me Uncle Stephen.'

'Awww, you know I do babe.'

Stephen hugged his niece, feeling unsure exactly what she meant by love.

'Can I have another drink now Unc?'

'Wine?'

'A coffee please.'

OK. Vicky?'

'Yes Stephen.'

'Jo, your Mum, she doesn't suspect anything does she?'

'Noooo. Well I fucking hope not anyway.'

'I hope not too.'

'Why do you ask?'

'I feel guilty I suppose.'

'Guilty? Why?'

'Well, you're my niece, I mean this is incest isn't it.'

'Ah Unc, you make it sound dirty. Don't do that!'

Stephen gave her a kiss on the forehead.

'It's not dirty Vicky, I know that. It's just that people wouldn't understand.'

'I know. Hold me please Stephen.'

He squeezed her and held her tight in his arms. He could feel her breath on his neck. Then he could tell she was weeping.

'What's wrong babe?'

'When I go to Uni, I'll miss you.'

'Ah baby, I know. You'll be so caught up in Uni life though, you'll soon get over it. Don't worry babe, I'll always think about you, I'll write you. Drink your coffee.'

'Really, you'll write to me. Promise?'

'Promise. Hang on, let me get you some tissues, you still got some spunk in your hair.'

'Ha ha, how would that look. Anyway I'm not going to Uni till September, we can have some fun eh? Shall I bring Amanda again, when she gets ungrounded?'

'Sure, I'd love to see you both - obviously!'

'OK, she has this idea, I think it's a bit pervy.'

'OK, any clues?'

'No, you'll just have to wait and see!'



Double Trouble Ch. 03



"You are so wet," John said as he, kneeling between Angela's spread thighs, lowered his face. The last time they had met she needed no foreplay at all. She had taken care of that well before he had arrived to catch her playing with 'Fred', her dildo. This time, she was already wet enough to fuck but he wanted to taste her pussy.

"Eat me," Angela demanded.

John had never been told that before. It turned him on. He pressed his tongue below her pussy, almost to her asshole and then gently stroked his tongue up her pussy, opening the lips and teasing the entrance to her cunt as he passed. When he reached her clit he sucked it up and all of the surrounding flesh into his mouth. He sucked hard on her. He hoped this was how she liked it.

When Angela gasped and said, "Fuckin' awesome," John knew he had guessed right about what she wanted.

Her cunt had a strong musky smell and it was almost too much for John. He had experience with eating pussy but Angela was a good test. It was definitely something he planned to get better and better at.

"Eat her good," Robin whispered as she knelt beside John, having caught her breath, and stroked his cock for a few seconds. Then she moved up and kissed Angela with a wet smacking sound before concentrating her attention on sucking the blonde's nipples. John watched, as Robin pulled hard on the little nubs with her lips making them bigger and bigger from the suction. He delighted in the sound of her slurping at Angela's tits.

John swirled Angela's pussy flesh around and around with his tongue and lips. He found the clit with the tip of his tongue. It tasted and felt different, as he knew it would. He licked fast but gently at the little nub, the squeals of the pleasure from Angela telling him he was doing a good job.

"Oh, right there," Angela groaned as her orgasm approached.

John could smell the fuck-fluid running from her pussy, across his chin, and down onto the carpet as he ate her out. He sucked and slurped at her pussy. He considered using a finger but he knew that would only distract from the clitoral-orgasm that was about to crash inside of her.

"Oh God," Angela shouted as she came. She held her breath and bucked in pleasure. 

John held tightly onto her writing hips, trying to hold her steady, as he licked her pussy. He sucked at her clit as her orgasm peaked and she began to come down. When her breathing began to slow he lifted his face from between her thighs and sat back.

When John knelt up Robin pushed him onto his back on the carpet. He smiled at this rough treatment. The shag was soft underneath him; his cock was hard and sticking obscenely from his groin. 

Robin didn't hesitate as she turned her back to him and kicked a leg over his body. She showed him her ass and he thought for a second that she was going to come back and sit on his face again. But instead, she straddled his hips and knelt straight up.

John looked up her back and at her orange-red hair as he felt her fingers reach down and wrap around his hard cock. She guided her pussy down until the head of his prick nestled into the entrance to her fuck-hole. John didn't move as he let her take control.

Robin slowly sat down on John's cock. Her wet pussy stretched around his dick, allowing it to bore deeper and deeper up into the recesses of her body. When she settled all the way down against his hips her clit brushed against his balls as the head of his cock reached the bottom of her fuck-hole. "That's a nice big cock," she moaned.

"That's a nice tight pussy," John groaned.

Robin leaned back, her arms behind her on either side of John supporting her small frame. She began rocking back and forth, driving his big dick in and out of her cunt. The lips of her pussy gripped his tool on each outstroke like they didn't want to let it go.

John didn't know what had happened to Angela. One minute he was eating her pussy and she was coming; the next minute Robin was on him. As he was thinking that, he felt Angela's long hair brushing the inside of his thighs. She was between his legs.

"You know what I like," Robin told Angela. "Please do it."

John felt Angela's breath on his balls as she came closer. Then he felt her tongue against the underside of his prick as Robin rose up. Robin kept rocking on his cock but slowly so as not to give Angela a target that was moving too much.

Then Robin sighed and said "Oh yea, suck it!"

John knew that Angela was sucking Robin's clit. With a cock in her cunt and a mouth on her clit, Robin was in heaven. She moaned in ecstasy as she gently rocked her pussy up and down John's prick. Without pulling her down, John reached up and cupped each of her tits in his hands and rolled the hard nipples between his fingers.

"Oh my god, yes," Robin cried as her orgasm quickly overcame her.

When Robin collapsed back on him, her arms not strong enough to support her through her orgasm, John wrapped his arms around her waist and, tipping his hips up, fucked up into her pussy. Angela backed off as he fucked his cock up into Robin faster and faster. He rammed his dick in and out of her, slapping his hips loudly up against her ass.

Robin shouted and moaned unintelligible words as her orgasm continued. Girl-cum washed out of her cunt and coated John's balls. Then, because of the angle, John's cock slipped free. Instead of letting him put it back in Robin rolled off of him, landing softly on her stomach on the carpet, her multiple orgasms at an end.

John was lost in passion. He sat up and looked at Angela with pure lust in his eyes. She smiled at him as he pushed her onto her back and took her ankles in his hands. He spread her legs and looked down at her wet pussy.

"Fuck me," Angela commanded, as if she had a choice at that moment.

John had to release one ankle so he could guide his cock to the entrance to her fuck hole. Once it nestled inside, eliciting a sigh of pleasure from Angela, he fucked it deep inside of her with one strong stroke. His pussy-stretching tool bored into her like a hot knife through soft butter until it hit bottom, John's balls nestling against her ass.

"Oh shit," Angela exclaimed, her eyes wide as she looked up at John. Her eyes communicated a mixture of fear and lust. She hadn't seen him this in control. Then she smiled.

Taking that as a cue he put Angela's legs over his shoulders and leaned forward a bit, tipping her pussy up. He began fucking deeply into her. Immediately the slapping sounds of John's hips against her ass filled the room, drowning out the soft music.

Robin had gotten up and came around to watch John. The she moved around in front of John and straddled Angela's face as he fucked her. She said, "That's it John. Fuck her good!" 

In that new position, Robin's face was just above his and only inches away. He tipped his head up and kissed her. Kissing one woman while fucking another was not something he had ever done. Of course, he had never been with two women at once, so all of this was new to him.

Angela licked Robin's clit making her moan down into John's mouth as they kissed. John's balls slapped against Angela's upturned ass hard on each stroke of his big cock as he fucked toward orgasm. He was ramming his whole cock deep into her on each stroke.

Robin broke the kiss and said to John, "I want to see you come. Pull it out when you're ready so I can see it."

John nodded. He would agree to anything that included him coming at that moment; and anything Robin asked for.

The muffled squeal of pleasure from Angela told everyone she was coming. The position John had her in would not let her move and Robin sitting on her face kept her moans of pleasure muted. With her hands she clawed at his thighs encouragingly as he hammered his prick into her over and over.

"That's it, baby," Robin urged. "Make her come hard!"

John looked at Robin's big tits just in front of his face as he pounded his prick deep into Angela. Angela's pussy rippled against his cock as she came. If flexed and released, massaging his dick, coaxing his orgasm closer to the surface.

Sensing that John was getting close Robin said, "Come for me, baby. Shoot your sweet cum all over her fucking body."

John, feeling that familiar tingle in his balls, hammered Angela one last time before releasing her ankles and rising up. His cock sprang free and he pumped it once with his hand. His head swam as cum raced up his cock and shot out across Angela's body, striking Robin in the stomach just below her big tits. The second blast hit the little tuft of Robin's orange-red pubic hair and Angela's chin. The rest of his hot cum covered Angela's belly, John pumping it out of his prick like he were a porn star. 

"Wow, you got me," Robin said when John was finished coming. "That was hot! Thank you for doing that for me," she said as she leaned forward and kissed him.

"Anytime," John replied, at a loss for anything better to say. He was breathing hard to catch his breath as he flopped back onto the carpet, exhausted. His cock was still hard but was quickly deflating. 



Double Trouble Ch. 04



My name is John Parker and I'll tell the rest of this story myself.

The next weekend found me sitting in my silver corvette in the attached garage of my small rented house. There really wasn't a decision to be made. I had already told Robin I'd be there so, taking a deep breath, I hit the garage door opener and started the car.

Robin had called me every day that past week. For the first couple days we discussed how much fun we had the prior weekend, but then, on Wednesday, she brought up The Sophisticates' Club. I had avoided that subject for as long as I could.

"So, we are going to the club this weekend. You are coming as our guest, right?" Robin had asked.

What could I say? 'No'? What excuse would I give? No, I had to accept. I was nervous about it but at the same time I was a little excited. I knew it could be fun, but I also worried a lot.

"John?" she asked again.

"I'm here. Um... yea... of course I'm going," I said. I was still unsure of what exactly I was getting myself into. 'No' was not really an option, though.

My imagination ran wild. I had all sorts of ideas about what the club might be like. Some turned me on and some made me nauseous with apprehension. Since moving to Denver I had been learning to take things as they came at me and try to stop worrying so much. Some days were better than others. This club thing was going to be quite a challenge.

"You are going to have a blast," she said. "Most of the women there are really hot. And they're going to love you."

"Why do you say that?" I asked. I regretted saying it as soon as it came out of my mouth. I didn't want to fish for compliments or have my ego stroked. I didn't want Robin to think I was that kind of guy, because I didn't think I was.

"John, you are the best fuck I have ever had," Robin said, building my self-esteem. "You are a kind and considerate lover with a big dick. What's not to love?"

I didn't know what to say. She used the word 'love' but not in any way that expressed any deep feelings for me whatsoever. In fact, she had used the word to explain how other women would feel about me; women other than Robin.

"Okay?" Robin prompted.

'Okay' that my ego had been stroked enough? "Alright," I said. "I'll pick you up Saturday night at seven."

"Perfect. See you then. Bye baby," she said before hanging up.

She kept calling my 'baby' but I was starting to realize that it was very possible that this was not really meant to express any feelings at all. It seemed that she used it like a phrase. Hell, maybe she didn't even know she was saying it. It made me nauseous to think how real that possibility was. Perhaps her affectionate phrases and actions were just her being kind and had no deeper meaning.

When I pulled up in front of their apartment complex, I took a deep breath and said to myself, 'well, no turning back now'. I got out of my car and locked it. I knew I looked good. I had on my favorite black and red silk Hawaiian shirt, my best black slacks, and my seldom-worn black boots. Cowboy boots are pretty common in Denver. Robin's words 'What's not to love?' echoed in my ears as I walked up to the entrance.

Before I reached the landing, I saw Angela and Robin through the main glass door. Angela pushed it open and stepped out to greet me. She looked sexy in a short red dress that hugged her thin frame tightly. It had straps over her shoulders and a very low neckline. With her small breasts, a lot of the skin of her chest was exposed.

"Hi, John," Angela said as she leaned forward and gave me a quick kiss. 

She smelled somewhat like vanilla. 'Good enough to eat,' I thought to myself. "Hot dress," I told her.

"Thanks," she replied with a smile as she passed by me and headed toward my car.

She was followed by Robin. "Hey sexy," she said to me with a big smile as she stepped through the door and let it close behind her.

To me, she was the most beautiful woman in the world. She had the cutest lightly-freckled face framed by long locks of wavy orange-red hair. Her arms, shoulders, and chest, also lightly freckled, were bare. A sexy black vest was wrapped tightly around her chest, pushing her breasts up and making them look even bigger than they already were. She wore nothing under that vest, which stopped short of her midriff, leaving that expanse of pale flesh exposed as well. Riding low on her waist was a short matching black skirt that fell only to her upper thighs. Her legs were firm and slender alabaster columns. She wore black open-toed heels revealing her toenails which were painted pink, the same as her fingernails.

When I looked up into her clear green eyes, she looked up into mine. She had been checking me out too. That reminded me of our first date. Though it was only two weeks ago it seemed like I had known her my whole life.

She stepped up to me, laced her fingers into my short hair just above the back of my neck, and pulled me down for a kiss. We kissed tenderly for a moment. Then she broke the kiss, looked into my eyes, and said, "Are you ready for this baby?"

"I hope so," I replied with a wry smile.

"Oh, don't be like that. You are going to have a wonderful time, I promise," she told me. She kissed me again, this time her tongue gently pushed my lips apart and played inside my mouth for a moment. 

I could feel my cock twitch inside my loose slacks. I hadn't worn any boxers because I figured they would probably get in the way. My cock began to fill out its length down my pant leg, so I broke the kiss.

"Let's go," she said, pulling away from me and heading toward the car.

I had a feeling it was going to be an interesting night.

The girls directed me to get on I-70 and head west. They had me exit on the west side of Denver, just before the Interstate headed into the foothills. They then had me drive a few blocks into a residential neighborhood and up to a big one-story ranch-style house with trees all around. It looked like any other house in the neighborhood except it was a bit larger and it had cars parked on the side and in front of it.

I parked in front of the house and got out. The sun had settled behind the mountains but was still lighting up the clouds. It was a quarter till eight. I found myself wondering if these neighbors had any idea about what went on inside this house. Except for the abundance of cars and the faint sounds of music drifting up from the back yard, there was really no outward indication that this was anything other than a residential home.

Angela and Robin led me to the front door. They opened the screen door and stepped inside. I saw that the foyer was a small six foot square room with an opening to the left. A couple on the other side of this opening was standing at some sort of reception desk or counter. I couldn't tell. They were moderately well dressed, the man in a cowboy shirt and nice jeans and the woman in a short black dress.

The girls lined up behind the couple to wait our turn, so I waited with them. The couple was discussing something with someone on the other side of the counter and I tried but I couldn't hear what the couple was saying. I put my right hand on Robin's waist, loving the feel if her soft skin against my hand.

I saw another couple approach the screen door and come into the little foyer. They gave me a quick smile as they got in line behind us. The man was a short balding fellow in his late thirties while the woman, probably also in her late thirties, looked great. He wore a suit while she was dressed in a black skirt and a black mesh top. She wore nothing under the top. I was able to clearly make out her big breasts through the mesh. She had three towels tucked under her left arm.

Then it was our turn. We all stepped through the opening and lined up against the counter. On the other side was a short young woman with long wavy blond hair. Beside her stood a tall man with a swarthy complexion and black slicked-back hair. She wore a tee-shirt and jeans while he wore a black suit.

Robin said to the tall man, "Nick, this is John. He's our guest. I've vouch for him."

Nick looked at me for a second and said, "Good enough. Fifty dollars."

I reached for my wallet as Robin produced her credit card and put it on the counter. I said, "I got this."

"Not this time, baby," Robin replied. "You're my guest."

The young woman behind the counter processed the credit card quickly and handed it back to Robin. Then Nick said, "You girls go on it. I'll give John the tour."

The counter ran ten feet down the center of what used to be a hallway at the front of the house. The hall ran to my right, deeper into the house. We went down this hallway a short distance. The hall ended, opening up into a huge area at the back of the house. 

There was an exit to the left of me and two Jacuzzis straight ahead. To the right of me was a large 40-foot square room. It had tables along the left wall, a dance floor in the center, and two other hallways, and a DJ playing music, against the front wall. Against the right wall was a self-serve bar and against the back wall were sliding glass doors with the backyard visible beyond. It had grown very dark out there.

My eyes were still trying to adjust to the darkened setting but I spotted about a dozen people sitting at, or standing around, the tables on the left side of the big room, socializing. I watched as Angela and Robin headed on in and greeted several of the people. They seemed popular.

Nick began the tour by saying, "John, as you can see this is the exit. Here's our Jacuzzis. No clothing is allowed in the Jacuzzis. No sexual activity or nudity is allowed until after eight thirty so that's why nobody is in them yet. And this is the main room. The bar is self-serve and it's free as long as you don't go crazy. We have a DJ tonight but sometimes we have live music. See the sliding glass doors at the back of the room? We sometimes have BBQs in the back yard in the summer during the day."

I was surprised at how business-like Nick was about it all. I didn't know what I had been expecting; this was his business after all. I figured at fifty dollars for each guy he had only taken in three or four hundred dollars so far; hardly enough to make a living if he only did this once a month. I wondered what his day job might be. I didn't ask.

Nick led me down the first of the two hallways leading out the front of the main room. Down this hallway there were four small booths along the left side of the wide corridor. The booths were semi circular and had a very small table in the middle, just big enough to hold a few drinks. Each booth had a small divider to give each one a little privacy, but not too much.

"Here are our booths where you can sit and socialize or whatever you want to do," Nick commented. 

I followed Nick down the hall into a room at the front of the house. This room was nice and had a couple chairs and a coffee table. On the other side of this room, that stretched a short distance to my left, was another hallway leading toward the back of the house again. This new hallway was very short, ending at two doors on either side. These doors led to rooms that were pretty big and had shag carpet on the floor and a king-sized bed at the back.

"These are our private rooms," Nick said. "There's a big bed in each one. If the door is wide opened, you can go on in. If the door is cracked open, you must ask before you can go in. If it's closed, they don't want to be joined. Don't knock. Now, see this little window? If it's open, they want you to watch them. If it's closed, they want privacy. Clear?"

I nodded. 

"Now, John there are a few rules you need to keep in mind," Nick said seriously. "Rule number one, 'No' means 'no'. That goes for you too. Just because you are a guy doesn't mean you can't say 'no'."

I smiled at that. The odds of me saying to 'no' to anything were pretty slim. That is, as long as I wasn't being asked to kiss another guy or something like that. I didn't swing that way.

"Rule number two," Nick continued. "You must wear a condom. We have dispensers and trash cans everywhere. You don't have to wear them for oral sex but any penetration must include a condom. Clear?"

I nodded again. I wasn't big into condoms. I knew it could be a little dangerous, but it was one of those risks that I accepted. However, if those were the rules, I planned to follow them.

Nick led me back to the main room and down the other hallway off the front of the main room. This hallway turned to the left and there were several openings in the walls that were about three feet wide and two feet off the ground. Inside each of these openings was an eight-foot square cubby. Cushions, blankets, and sheets covered the bottom of these cubbies and a small television was mounted to the upper back corner. The same porn video was playing on every set.

"What are these?" I asked, suspecting that I knew the answer. But I wanted to hear what rules applied to these.

"These are our public play areas. Feel free to join in but the same rules apply. 'No' means 'no.'" Nick explained. "Any questions?"

I shook my head. Nick had a well-rehearsed tour.

Nick lowered his voice saying, "Robin has been a member for a couple years now and this is the first time she's brought a male guest."

I was a little shocked by that. "Really?" I asked, without meaning to. 

"You must be pretty special," Nick replied. 

"I don't think I'm that special," I said. Of course, my ego was pretty healthy but humility is a virtue. "I feel honored that Robin would trust me enough to vouch for me like this." I meant what I said even though I was still not sure about exactly where I stood with Robin.

"Well, watch your Ps and Qs, but have a good time," Nick said with a smile before heading back into the main room.

I didn't follow him for a moment. 'Ps and Qs'? Only my mother ever said something like that to me. I glanced at my watch. It was eight fifteen. Nick at told me that the action started at eight thirty. Fifteen minutes away. I found myself getting nervous again.

I walked back into the main room and looked around. It took me a moment but I spotted Angela talking to a crowd of people. Then I spotted Robin at the bar.

I walked up to Robin. She was making a drink. Without turning around she said, "Want a drink, John?"

How did she know it was me? "Sure, rum and coke," I said. 

As she made my drink she said, "So, what do you think?"

"It's well-organized," I observed.

"Well, it's Nick's business. Membership is way down. We'll have about twenty people here tonight but when he was open every weekend he'd sometime have only two couples show up," she told me before handing me the drink.

I took a swig and looked at her. She was beautiful. Her pale skin, her freckles, her big breasts almost bursting out of the top of her vest; they all played havoc with my mind. All I really wanted to do at that moment was take her into one of the private rooms and fuck the shit out of her. My cock started to get hard in my slacks. I took a deep breath, breaking myself out of my thoughts. "So, what now?" I asked.

Robin looked at me. She had that look on her face that I had seen before but never managed to identify. Then the look was gone and she said, "Go have fun."

"What about you?" I asked. I had really expected to share this with her but it seemed that she wanted me to leave her alone. I didn't know what to think.

"Oh, don't worry about me, baby," she replied. "You just go and do whatever you want to do."

With that, she kissed me. Then she gave me that strange look again before flashing me a smile and heading toward the tables where most of the people were still gathered.

I took a deep breath. It wasn't that these other women weren't hot. They were. It was just that I had expected to share any experience I was going to have with Robin. Now that didn't seem to be in the cards.

I was still nervous; even more after being left to my own devices. I sat at the nearest empty table, attempting to gather my wits. I drained half the glass, the rum warming my stomach. I looked around the room. My eyes had adjusted to the low light and I saw everything pretty well.

I spotted all of the women I had noted earlier plus another half-dozen I had never seen before. I didn't think I was being biased when I noted that Robin was the most beautiful woman in the place. Being a natural redhead her skin was paler than everyone else's. As such, and with as much skin as she was showing, she was easy to spot in the dark talking to some people near the back of the room. My cock started to get hard again just looking at her.

"Are you John?" a woman to my left asked.

I flinched. I had seen her approaching but I had though she had passed me by. I turned and looked up at her. She was a few years older than me. I looked at her long black hair and her clear blue eyes. She wore a long pink sundress. She looked nice.

She laughed. "Did I startle you?" she asked.

I smiled at her and nodded. "Yes you did. And, yes, I'm John. Do I know you?" I asked. How would she know my name? Did I know her from work? That would not be good.

"No, you don't know me," she clarified. "Angela thought that you and I might be compatible. My name's Tammy."

"Nice to meet you, Tammy," I said, shaking her hand awkwardly.

She laughed at me and did not release my hand. "Dance with me?" she asked.

What the hell, I thought. I nodded and stood up. Tammy was the same height as me. She was thin and had some sharp features, most notably her nose.

I felt self-conscious, as we were the only couple on the dance floor. I tried not to think about that and concentrate on Tammy. The song was fast. I had never heard it before. Tammy had some good moves. I was no stranger to the dance floor so I was able to keep up with her.

Then I saw Nick enter the main room. He shouted above the pulsing music, "It's eight thirty and the doors are locked."

I heard some people clapping that were drunker than they should be. Then I noticed several couples head to other areas of the house. The crowd had grown to about one and a half dozen. Now it was back down to a dozen in the main room as some people decided to go get their party started early. I did note that Robin stayed in the main room.

I forced my attention back to Tammy. Her tits were small and they did not bounce as she danced. Her sundress covered her down to her knees so I really couldn't tell too much about her body other than that she was thin. I tried to let myself go with the music.

The song ended a little soon and a slower song began. Tammy took my hand to let me know to not leave the dance floor. When the slow sexy beat of the music began we swayed to the music, not actually touching other than our hands. She released my hand so she could rub my crotch with her palm. She looked at me. My cock began to harden in my slacks under her ministrations despite the fact that I didn't find her particularly attractive.

When the beat of the song picked up a bit, she unzipped my slacks. I was a little shocked but I didn't pull away. I never pulled away from a woman unzipping my pants. I reminded myself that this was not a nightclub but was actually a sex club, so I wasn't going to be arrested for indecent exposure as she pulled my hardening cock out of my pants in front of the whole room.

My big cock became hard in her hand as she stroked it to the music. I found it difficult to dance to the beat under the circumstances but I tried. I didn't look around to see who was watching me.

Then a man appeared next to us and, much to my surprise, Tammy used her free hand to unzip his pants and pull out his cock too. There she was dancing and stroking two men right there on the dance floor. The man's cock was about seven inches long and he danced with her, thrusting his hips into her fist in time to the music. 




Double Trouble Ch. 04



When the song slowed near the end, the man pulled one strap of Tammy's dress off her shoulder and exposed her right breast. He palmed it, caressing her smooth skin and hard nipple with his hand. He had her attention and I knew where this was probably leading and I found myself becoming very uncomfortable. It wasn't that she wanted two guys, or more. It wasn't that Tammy wasn't pretty enough. I realized that I didn't know Tammy at all and that I missed Robin.

When the song ended and a new slightly-faster song began, half of the people in the room joined us on the dance floor and started dancing. When Tammy released my softening cock for a second, I took the opportunity to slip away into the crowd of dancers. Someone pinched my ass as I made my way back to my table and put my dick back in my pants. I did not turn back to see who had pinched me or what Tammy was doing.

I drained my glass and realized that this was not what I had thought it would be like. At least, not when I thought about how good it could be. I glanced around enough to notice that Robin was near the bar on the other side of the dance floor. I didn't try to catch her eye. As for Angela, I had lost track of her a while ago.

Heading in the direction of the exit I considered just going home but I was their ride. I needed to stay for that at least. And Robin had paid for me to be there. So, maybe I'd get a few drinks a little later and make her fifty dollars count for something. Regardless, I was feeling a little overwhelmed at that moment.

I looked at the Jacuzzis. The woman with the towels who had entered the house behind us was in one of them with her husband and another couple. They were all talking for the moment.

I looked at the little booths lining the hall that lead to the private rooms. Nobody was sitting at the booths so I picked the third one and sat down. As I set my empty glass on the little table I found myself wishing I had stopped by the bar before leaving the main room. 

The music was loud enough to filter through the whole house. I heard it just fine. For the moment I was alone.

I took a deep breath and tried to relax. Tammy was a nice enough girl, I thought. If it had been a month earlier I knew I would have jumped at the chance to fuck her. It would have been nice to know a little about her but not completely necessary.

So, what was my problem? Everywhere my thoughts darted they came back to one thing. I knew there was no avoiding the cold hard truth now. I had really known it all along and was afraid to face it. None of these strangers interested me. Not by themselves. Not without Robin.

When I thought of Robin and me dancing with Tammy, the three of us fondling each other on the dance floor, my cock started to get hard again. When I added the other guy to that vision, it was still okay. My hardening cock made it official. Without Robin, I wasn't interested. I had fallen in love with Robin.

To know that subconsciously was one thing, but to admit it to myself was something else. Robin's rules about not being jealous or possessive were the big obstacle. But, if in my vision I wasn't jealous of the other guy or the other girl then maybe jealously and possessiveness did not have to naturally follow from love. Was that possible? Her rules were about jealously, not love. It really had not occurred to me until that moment that I could love without being jealous or possessive. Maybe that's what her rules were really about. Or, maybe I was just rationalizing.

"John?" Robin asked, her familiar voice breaking me out of my train of thought. She had appeared in front of the booth, looking down at me. Her orange-red hair was backlit beautifully by one of the hallway lights.

"Hi Robin," I said, faking a smile. It wasn't that I had to fake a smile at seeing her. But being happy about the current situation I found myself in? That required some faking.

Robin slid into my booth to the left of me, her sweet perfume filling the small area. "What's wrong?" she asked; all concern and empathy.

She really did care about me, I thought. But did she love me like I loved her? Every time we had a moment of intimacy she would turn it back into something light and fun. She was always kind to me but serious feelings? No, I didn't think hers ran nearly as deep as mine. So I said, "Oh nothing. That's just not my thing."

There was that look on her face again. A sour look? A sad look? I couldn't quite read what she was thinking. "What do you mean?" she asked.

I didn't want to say what I was really thinking. But I couldn't lie to her. I said, "Okay, look. I like sex. You know that. It's just that..."

"Yes?"

"Well... you left me alone," I said. I instantly regretted saying that. I wasn't trying to blame her. It wasn't her fault. And I certainly didn't want to sound so lame.

"And?" she prompted.

I looked at her. She was giving me an opportunity to recover. I took a deep breath. I took a second to think about what I wanted to say to her. Then, forming my words carefully, I finally said, "I would prefer this to be a shared experience."

I couldn't read her face as she asked, "You want to share this experience with me and Angela?"

I hesitated. I weighed my words carefully again as I said slowly, "No, just you."

The strange look on Robin's face vanished and was replaced by one of joy. She smiled, leaned forward, and kissed me. She pressed her body against me and I let my left arm wrap around her. Her kiss was gentle but passionate.

I kissed her back. She smelled wonderful and her mouth tasted sweet. I was so happy that I hadn't screwed everything up.

Robin broke the kiss and, with a smile, said, "Wait right here." With that, she got out of the booth and headed back toward the main room.

I waited for a couple minutes before she returned. In that time I played out many scenarios of what exactly Robin was up to. But I really didn't care. She was happy and when she was happy I was happy. Was that what love felt like? When I was in high school I had thought I was in love, but this was completely different.

When Robin returned she immediately slid back into the booth to my left. I let my arm naturally fall across her back, my hand on the soft skin on her left hip. "This is Dana and Chris," she announced, introducing the couple she had brought back with her.

Dana was young pretty blonde with a nice smile and hazel eyes. Her hair was pulled back into a small ponytail, leaving a few locks loose up front to frame her face. She wore a white top that was basically a tube top with flair at the bottom to cover her midriff. The nipples of her small tits were clearly outlined through the fabric. Below her waist she wore a short white skirt that dropped to mid-thigh.

I had spotted her earlier in the main room and didn't think much of her, but at that moment I found her extremely attractive. My cock immediately began to harden as I looked at her. The only difference was that Robin was with me. Though I may not have jealously, I was wondering if this was the possessiveness her rules warned about. Was there a difference between wanted to be with someone and wanting to possess them? I liked to believe so.

Dana sat down to my right side. The table was small enough that it was not necessary to sit down and slide in like at a restaurant. Her perfume mixed with Robin's in the small area. I wondered if women wearing less perfume in the workplace made them overcompensate when they went out.

"Hi John, nice to meet you," Dana said, leaning into me and kissing me on the cheek. Her lips were soft.

Chris stood in the hallway, watching Dana greet me. He looked Slavic but Denver was such a diverse city that I had no preconceptions. He had short black hair and seemed thin but strong to me. He wore a white shirt, opened at the top with a gold chain around his neck. His chest was hairless. I noticed that his pants were also white as he sat in the booth next to Dana.

"John, pleasure to meet you," Chris said leaning forward and offering me his hand. His accent was a bit Texan. Reared in the States, I figured. That is, either in Texas or here in Colorado but outside the cities. This was cattle country and once you get out of the cities the Texas accent gets pretty thick.

I shook his hand and said, "Nice to meet you, too".

His grip was firm. He smiled easily and settled back in his seat.

"John," Robin said, "Dana and Chris have been members here for about six months."

Dana nodded. "I have had a wonderful time," she said sexily. "I hear this is your first time."

I nodded. My cock began tenting my pants and I didn't try to hide it. I kept reminding myself that this wasn't a nightclub, it was a sex club.

"So, you're a virgin," Dana said, smiling at me sexily.

I chuckled at that, and then nodded. "I guess so," I replied with a smile.

"Well, I'll be gentle with you if you're gentle with me," Dana promised.

I smiled at that and let my right arm drift up to the top of her back where her skin was exposed. "You don't have to be that gentle with me," I said.

"Well, John I hear you have a big cock," she said softly. "I really want to feel that in my back door but I'm going to need you to be very gentle with me."

My eyes grew wide at that. I hadn't expected her to say anything like that. I needed to start adjusting my expectations. Then I grew a little concerned. "It might be a little too thick for that," I said.

Dana ran her hand up my leg and said, "I'll be the judge of that." Then she moved her hand over my crotch, squeezing the sides of my hard cock which was now standing straight up inside my pants. "Mmm... that is thick," she said with a smile.

Robin whispered, "Is this more like what you had in mind?"

I nodded. This is exactly the sort of thing I had hoped this would turn out to be. She did know me pretty well.

Chris chimed in and asked, "So, are we on for a private-private and raw dog?"

I had no idea what he had just said. It sounded like English but not enough. Admittedly, I was a little foggy from Dana massaging the sides of my cock, ostensibly to measure the thickness.

Robin laughed. "John, he asked if it's okay with you if we go to a private room and close the door and the window." Lowering her voice to a whisper she added, "And use no condoms."

I had no idea how she had arrived at that from what Chris had said but I nodded. I had qualms about breaking the rules my first time at the club but I wasn't a big condom user. I glanced around to be sure Nick wasn't around to hear what Robin had whispered, just in case.

As if a light had come on, we all stood up at the same time and made our way to the front of the house. One of the rooms was occupied. The door was closed and the window was open. I glanced inside and saw two guys and one girl in there. She was lying on the bed, her legs off the edge. One guy's head was between her legs, eating her pussy, while the other guy was kneeling on the bed, driving his cock in and out of her mouth.

We all kicked our shoes and boots off at the door and walked into the unoccupied room. As Chris closed and locked the door, Robin came up to me on my right side and Dana on my left. I smiled. This was going to be fun.

Robin pulled my head down, and kissed me. I opened my mouth and she did the same, our tongues playing with each other. Her mouth still tasted sweet and I inhaled her perfume as I breathed through my nose.

Dana ran her hands down my chest to my slacks. I kept my eyes open as I kissed Robin to see what was happening. Dana knelt in front of me and unzipped my pants.

My cock bounced free from my slacks. Dana looked at it as she grabbed it with her fingers. Her eyes widened as she watched it pulse and throb for a second.

"That is one big cock," Dana announced to the room. "It's definitely going up my ass tonight."

I moaned into Robin's mouth as Dana stroked my prick slowly with her fist. She had a gentle touch that drove me crazy. It felt so good.

Robin's vest was tight. When I tried to cup her left tit, I couldn't. So, instead I caressed and teased the soft skin of her breasts that was exposed above the vest. She moaned back into my mouth.

Dana wrapped her lips around the head of my cock, sending me straight to heaven. I groaned with pleasure into Robin's mouth as we continued to stand there and kiss.

I reveled in the feeling of kissing Robin while another woman sucked my cock. It felt so nasty. I loved it. My prick became even harder between Dana's lips.

As Dana pressed forward, her lips travelling down my shaft, Robin's fingers worked on the buttons of my shirt quickly. She ran her hands through my chest hair and pushed my shirt off, as the head of my cock nestled at the back of Dana's throat.

I noticed Chris walk around to the other side of Dana, and so did she. He had taken all of his clothes off and stood there naked. 

Dana pulled her mouth off my dick and stroked my big hard pole with her fist as she took her free hand and her mouth to give Chris her attention. His cock was seven inches long and of average thickness. She slurped him up into her mouth and bobbed her head on his prick several times. Then she returned to me. She had to suck my cock slower because it was thicker and she didn't want to scrape me with her teeth. She alternated like this several times.

Breaking the kiss Robin whispered to me, "Does she suck your cock better than me?"

I replied, "I can't remember."

Robin laughed at that. She understood me. Robin unbuckled my pants and they fell to the floor. Then she knelt down facing Dana, out of my reach. They looked at each other and smiled.

Dana slurped up Chris' cock again and began bobbing her head on it as Robin wrapped her lips around my cock and swallowed me into her mouth as deep as it would go. I groaned with pleasure. She then stroked my cock with her mouth several times before releasing me.

Then Dana left Chris' cock and sucked on mine. Robin took Chris' cock in her mouth and took him all the way in until his balls brushed against her chin. Both women sucked our cocks like that for several stroked and then they switched again.

My head swam with pleasure as I looked up at Chris. He looked back at me, pleasure written on his face too. We smiled at each other in a male bonding way, as if you say, isn't this fucking awesome? 

I watched the women go back and forth between us. First I felt Robin's smooth deep throat approach for a short while and then I felt Dana's tight lips and occasional teeth scrape approach. Robin was better but the differences are what really made my cock super-hard. 

The sexy slurping sounds of two women working on two hard cocks with their mouths filled the little room. I found that so sexy. Chris and I were both groaning in pleasure.

Then Chris pulled back. He lay down on his back and scooted under Robin's skirt. I was sure she wasn't wearing any panties. She released my cock from her mouth as she sighed in pleasure, "Oh, God. Lick my clit, Chris," she said. With her skirt blocking the view, I couldn't see what Chris was doing.

Both women then fell to working on my cock. One would hold the base when the other sucked on it, and they'd switch. Then they started licking my balls, and that really sent me into heaven. One would suck my cock while the other would lick my balls. They continued to alternate their efforts. "Oh, shit, that feels good," I gasped.

Dana pulled away, leaving Robin to work on my big hard cock alone. That was fine with me. I loved Robin's deep throat, active hands, and full lips. She made my cock feel so good.

Dane knelt beside Chris as he lay beneath Robin, eating her pussy. Dana sucked Chris' dick deep into her mouth and began bobbing her head on it. I watched as her tight lips gripped his prick and travelled up and down the shaft leaving his cock wet with her saliva.

Then I looked down and watched the same thing as Robin sucked on my cock. As she sucked she became more and more frantic. She squealed around my prick in her mouth. I knew that Chris was eating her pussy really good. 

The better he ate her pussy the better Robin sucked my cock. "Eat her fucking pussy good, Chris," I called to him. After I said it I could hardly believe I had done it. I was actually encouraging a strange man to eat the pussy of the woman that I loved. I didn't feel bad about it either way; it was just a little unbelievable to me.

She released my cock from her mouth and said, "Oh, shit! Eat my pussy, Chris. I'm gonna come!"

She stroked my prick with her fist as she came. She squealed and moaned as her orgasm washed over her. Then she released me completely.

Robin shakily stood up, unzipped her skirt, kicked it aside, and knelt back down, this time around Chris' hips. Dana backed away, leaving Chris prick hard and wet for Robin. Chris' face was wet with Robin's girl-cum.

Dana stood up and came up to me as Robin sat on her boyfriends' cock. The lust on Dana's face was unmistakable. "Lay down," she told me as she kicked her own skirt aside.

Without a moment's hesitation I laid down on my back on the carpet. Robin was bouncing on Chris's cock by that time, the slapping sounds of sex and their grunting and moaning filling the room. I didn't worry about it as I watched Dana.

Dana turned her back to me, straddled my head, and knelt down. She leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth. Her pussy was just above my face. 

Dana's pussy was completely shaven and very pink. It flowered open above me and I could make out the dew of her excitement covering the petals. I didn't make her wait any longer. I stroked my tongue up and down her slit, tasting her sweet musky fuck juices. 

I pressed my tongue to her clit, finding it easily as it peeked out from under its hood. I stroked my tongue gently against the little bud as I spread her pussy apart with my fingers. 

"Oh, John," she sighed. "That's it. Lick my clit."

I did as instructed. I licked her clit. I lapped at her clit steadily, stroking her pretty pussy again and again with my tongue.

"That's it. Eat me," she groaned.

I could still hear the slapping sounds of Robin fucking Chris, but I didn't mind. I had Dana's cunt in my face and her mouth around my cock. I actually found myself hoping Robin was having a good time as I continued to eat Dana's cunt. I stroked my tongue up her pussy and dipped my tongue into her wet fuck-hole.

"Oh yea," she sighed. She was sucking my cock occasionally but she was stroking it more than sucking it, lost in the pleasure I was giving her.

I fucked my tongue in and out of her snatch, making her moan in pleasure. Then I returned to lapping at her clit. She pressed her pink pussy down against my mouth and I flicked my tongue back and forth against her clit much more forcefully.

"Yea, that's it. Make me come," Dana cried. "Make my pussy cream all over your fucking face."

I heard Robin shout in orgasm as I continued to lick at Dana's hard clit. I could smell her cunt; it was a light musky smell. I slurped and licked at her dripping pussy until I heard her start to squeal, her orgasm overcoming her.

"I'm coming," she gasped, no longer sucking my cock, but stroking it in her fist faster and faster.

Dana's fuck juices washed out of her cunt and onto my nose as I continued to lap at her clit. She bucked and squirmed the rest of her body, but she pressed her weight down on my mouth, holding her pussy in place. She was breathing heavily when her orgasm finally began to subside.

"Holy shit, that was good," she moaned, her fist tight around my hard cock as she continued to stroke it.

I rolled both of us over, putting Dana on her back on the carpet. I spun myself around and knelt between her spread thighs. I looked down at her pretty pink pussy and my big hard cock. It looked like it was going to be a tight fit.




Double Trouble Ch. 04



"Oh, yes, fuck me John," Dana called to me.

"Fuck her good," Robin added. Chris had rolled her onto her back and was pounding his prick into her pussy. I did have a twinge of jealousy, but, with it only being a twinge, it served to make the situation even hotter.

I smiled at Dana, as I took my cock in my hand. I guided the head to the opening of her pussy and pressed forward. To my surprise her pussy parted easily and, what was going to be a difficult insertion, slide deeply into her in one motion.

"Oh, God," I sighed in pleasure. "Your pussy is so hot," I added, the heat from her cunt penetrating my cock and making my balls tingle.

"Mmm..." Dana moaned. "That's a nice big cock you've got there, John."

I listened to the slapping sounds of Chris' hips against Robin's thighs as he fucked her. I heard her gasps of pleasure. The twinge returned. But then I felt Dana's cunt flex around my cock. I looked down at her and she was looking up at me smiling. Then her hips swished from side to side causing just one inch of my cock to fuck in and out of her hot cunt. That small movement was all it took to bring my attention completely back to her.

"Fuck me with that big thing," Dana said to me.

I pulled my cock out of her until only the head remained inside and then thrust it deep into her. The head just tapped the bottom. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I lay on top of her, supporting most of my weight on my arms.

"You are so deep," she moaned.

I began fucking in and out of her clasping cunt faster and faster. I looked into her eyes as I fucked her. She had pretty eyes. I kissed her as I drove my big dick in and out of her.

"That's it John, fuck me," she whispered.

I slammed my hips down against her thighs, my balls slapping her ass on each stroke. My cock was rock-hard. I was nowhere close to coming. Her pussy felt wonderful around my dick. I pulled her top down and looked at her tits. They were small but perfectly formed. I sucked on one nipple and then the other as I fucked her.

Dana moaned in pleasure and then she said, "Okay John. Now fuck my ass with that big cock of yours."

I stopped fucking her and looked into her eyes. She was dead serious. I pulled my cock slowly out of her hot pussy.

Dana unwrapped her legs from around my waist. She hooked her hands behind her knees and pulled them up to her chest. Her ass tipped up off of the floor.

I knelt up a bit and, taking my cock in my hand, guided the head to her tiny asshole. I pressed forward extremely gently. Her ass expanded around the tip of my cock but not enough for the head to pop in.

"Wait a second," Dana gasped. Then, a brief moment later, said "Okay, now, keep pressed. Gently please."

I applied as little force as I could, my hard cock knocking on her back door, asking to be let inside. Then it happened. Her asshole parted and the head of my cock popped into her ass.

"Okay, stop," Dana whispered, out of breath. "Wow, that's a big cock," she said.

"Isn't it?" Robin asked.

"Yes," Dana agreed, taking Robin's hand as Chris continued to fuck his cock in an out of Robin's pussy.

I glanced over and watched for a second as Chris fucked Robin. I watched his cock slice in and out of her, Robin's juices coating the shaft. I saw his balls slapping her ass. I didn't feel jealousy. It was hot to watch that. It kept my cock really hard while I waited for Dana's ass to adjust.

"Okay," Dana said. "Come on in."

I pressed my cock forward as I looked down to watch it. My prick drilled its way an inch at a time into Dana's ass. I pressed an inch in, then I pulled back until just the head was in, then I was able to press two inches of the shaft in. I did this over and over, fucking her ass slowly until my entire cock was buried in the sexy blonde's cute ass.

"Oh my fucking God," Dana cried. "That big cock feels so good in my ass."

Robin asked, "Is it all I said it would be?"

"Yes, oh fuck, yes," Dana heartily agreed.

I smiled at that and then Robin said to me. "Fuck her ass, John. Make her come."

I could smell the musky scent of sex filling the room. It was intoxicating. I pulled my cock several inches out of her ass and then rammed it home again. I did this over and over, making Dana moan.

Her ass was tight around my prick. There was a little pain mixed with my pleasure as I'm sure it was with Dana. I could see the pain and pleasure written all across her face.

I heard Robin gasp and say, "Oh fuck me, Chris. I'm coming."

Chris rammed his cock into her again and again driving her to a thundering orgasm. I watched him work as I slowly fucked his girlfriend in the ass faster and faster. It was so surreal.

Then Dana came. "Oh, God," she said as her ass clamped down on my cock. If felt like she'd break it off as her orgasm washed over her, her hands rubbing her pussy as she came.

After a minute, when Dana's orgasm began to subside I slowly pulled my prick out of her. It was still rock-hard. Her ass seemed reluctant to let it go but I could tell that Dana was done for the moment. "Thank you," she whispered and sighed as I pulled my prick out of her ass.

When I was free I looked up and Robin was there. She kissed me and eased me back onto the carpet. She smelled heavenly, her mouth was wet and she still tasted sweet as she stroked my tongue with her own.

Robin settled her wet pussy down around my hard shaft, sliding my cock up inside of her with one downward stroke of her body. We fit together wonderfully, I thought. Robin had tossed aside her vest at some point as I felt her big soft tits press against my chest, the nipples hard.

Robin rocked her body back and forth on top of me, driving my prick in and out of her cunt with easy motions. She broke the kiss and arched her head back in pleasure. I bent my head down and, gripping her big tits in my hands, sucked the nipples as we fucked.

"Yea, suck my fucking tits," she moaned. "Bite them."

I sucked at her tits and gently grazed my teeth against them. Robin moaned her appreciation at this but her body never stopped fucking me. She rocked back and forth, jamming her ass down against my balls on every stroke.

Then Robin said, "Chris, come fuck my ass."

I was shocked at this. Robin sensed my tension as she looked down at me. She looked into my eyes as if reading my thoughts. She was getting good at that.

"I might take your great big cock in my ass one day, but not today baby," she told me. "Is this okay?"

I smiled at her and said to Chris, "Chris get over here and fuck this slut in the ass. She needs to be filled."

Robin gave me the biggest grin and then kissed me. As we kissed I felt Chris kneel between our legs. When Robin grunted her pleasure into my mouth I knew he was at the entrance. She broke the kiss and gasped for air.

When Chris pressed his prick into Robin's ass, I could feel it through the membrane in between. It rubbed against the underside of my cock. It felt very strange. I had never felt anything like it.

"Oh, yes," Robin moaned. "That's it. Two cocks, one in my cunt and one in my ass. Oh, John, this feels so good."

When both cocks were fully inside of her, Robin began rocking back and forth. She drove both cocks in and out of her at the same time. She moaned and gasped. She even grimaced in pain a time or two, but she kept fucking.

After a few minutes of this Chris and I both began driving our cocks in and out of her body. We held her body still as we pummeled her ass and pussy with our cocks. She moaned in pleasure as her orgasm approached.

"Give it to her, Chris," I told him. "Fuck that ass. Make her come."

Chris began fucking harder into Robin's ass, slapping his hips down against her pale butt. I found it more difficult to fuck up into her so I did what fucking I could but mostly held still so as not to get dislodged. I looked up at Robin. Her eyes were closed as she took two cocks into her at the same time.

"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna come," she shouted.

Chris gasped and rammed his dick deep into Robin. Cum pumped out of his cock, filling her ass. The hot spunk against the walls of her ass pushed her over the edge and she came too.

Robin shouted and bucked in orgasm, but I held her in place, my cock still throbbing and hard in her snatch. She gasped and moaned as the feelings washed over her and Chris finished emptying his balls into her. For that moment the sound of Robin's heavy breathing was the only sound in the room.

Robin's eyes opened and she looked down at me. She saw me looking up at her. As Chris pulled his cock from her ass and moved away she asked me, "Did you come?"

I smiled at her, rolled her over onto her back with my cock still inside of her, and said, "Not yet."

Robin looked up at me as I slowly began fucking her with my big cock again. This time I was on top. I was in control. She didn't try to guide me. She just let me do whatever I wanted.

I rocked my hips with ever-increasing speed, slicing my cock in and out of her clasping cunt faster and faster. I smelled the remnants of her perfume as I watched her expression change. I felt like I could do this forever.

"Oh, John, fuck me baby, like only you can," Robin said. It was more of a plea than a command. Though, her wish was my command.

I was soon slapping loudly down against her spread thighs with my hips as I fucked hard in and out of her cunt. The lips of her pussy clasped tightly to the broad shaft on each stroke, but I was not to be denied. I was fucking her as hard and fast as I had ever fucked anyone before.

"Yes, fuck me hard. That's it. I can take it, baby. Oh, God, I'm coming," Robin cried out in passion.

Pussy juice splashed out of her cunt as I fucked her and she came. She bucked and moaned beneath me, but I didn't stop. The extra juices just made her cunt slicker and allowed me to last even longer than I already had.

I fucked her hard, with long strokes, slapping powerfully down into her every time. She moaned in pleasure as she came again and again, her multiple orgasms stretching out before her, each one more powerful than the last. I never faltered even when her pussy would spasm and flex around my long hard prick.

"Don't stop. Don't ever stop," were the only words Robin could get out as her orgasms crashed against her like wave after wave against the rocky shore.

My hips were a blur and I was dripping sweat down onto Robin but I did not stop fucking her. I could feel a tingle in my balls, which were slapping hard against her ass on each stroke. The tingle was growing but still a moment or two away.

"Holy shit," I heard Dana murmur somewhere else in the room. I didn't look to see where she was.

Robin shouted and moaned as I fucked her hard and fast. I was not going to stop until I finally came. My orgasm was only a moment away but I didn't slow my pace. I had the multiple orgasms rolling through Robin's body and I wasn't going to stop now.

"Oh, God," Robin gasped between orgasms. "I can feel it. Come for me, baby."

My cock expanded; my orgasm only a few seconds away. I slashed my prick in and out of Robin with brutal force, spreading her girl-cum all around. I extended her orgasms to heights few have probably ever hit before. I knew that I might not be able to duplicate something like this for a long time, so I wanted to make it count.

Then I jammed my prick deep into her and let it go. My cum raced up my cock and blasted deep into Robin's cunt. I shot jet after jet of hot jism deep into her body. My head swam with pleasure.

The feel of my hot cream against the walls of her fuck-hole caused her biggest orgasm to crest and crash inside of her. She moaned and gasped. She twitched and twisted underneath me as her big orgasm washed through her body.

When my balls where empty her final orgasm was still peaking. I slowly stroked my still-hard cock in and out of her hot cunt in an effort to bring her down gently. I could feel the mixture of our juices coating my balls and her ass as I slowly rocked in and out of her.

I watched her face only an inch or two from mine as she finally came down from her series of orgasms. She looked so blissful, as she laid there with her eyes closed breathing heavily. I really did love her, I thought to myself, as I brushed a lock of her pretty hair from her cheek with my finger.

At my touch on her face, Robin opened her eyes and saw me looking down at her. My cock was still hard, though softening, as I rocked it gently in and out of her. Her eyes were glassy for a second and then they cleared. 

She kissed me. Her kiss was tender, opening her mouth beneath mine. I gently pressed my tongue down into her mouth and she stroked my tongue with her own. 

I caressed gently down the sides of her body as we kissed, my cock deflating. I didn't want to break the contact. I wanted to live in that moment forever.



Double Trouble Ch. 05



"It's over," Angela said.

"What?" I asked. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I had slept almost all day Sunday so I didn't hear from Robin or Angela that day. I had been about to head out to work on Monday morning and there was Angela on my doorstep telling me that Robin didn't want to see me anymore.

"That's what she said," Angela said. "I'm sorry, John. She told me you failed the test. It's a big game to her."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked Angela, raising my voice in anger.

"Hey, don't shoot the messenger," she said.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm down. "I'm sorry. Angela, please tell me what this is all about," I said. I was hurt and confused.

"She said you got too possessive and she needed to be free," Angela said.

I was devastated. Too possessive? I may have projected my feelings more than I had intended, but I didn't think I had been possessive at all. Of course, I was starting to second-guess everything I had done with Robin.

"Don't feel too bad," Angela said. "She has dumped lots of guys."

I felt ill. I knew she had seen a lot of guys before me. I could have kicked myself for being such a fool as to think I was anything special.

"Oh, and she wanted me to tell you that she doesn't like all the negative emotions, so please don't call her," Angela told me. "She said that it's better this way. Anyway, she changed the number on her cell, just as a precaution."

That's when I started to get angry. Did she think I was going to call her day and night, begging for her to give me another chance? She didn't have to change her fucking number.

I pulled out my phone and hit speed dial six. Yes, I had put her on my speed dial. I immediately heard a sound that chilled me to the bone. "The number you have dialed has been disconnected or is no longer in service." I hung up my phone and stuffed it back in my pocket. I refused to shed a tear. Well, at least not in front of Angela.

"For what it's worth," Angela said. "I liked you."

With that, she turned and walked back down the path to the street. She got in her car and drove away. I watched her go.

Going back in the house I realized that I only had a few minutes to get to work. There was too much going on there for me to call in sick, so I went. I tried to block out everything and concentrate on my work. Lunchtime was the hardest.

When I got back home that night I sat on the couch. I sat there for a few hours. I thought back on every moment I had spent with Robin; on every phone conversation we had. I thought about everything I might have done wrong.

I had not done anything wrong. I had not displayed jealousy or possessiveness at all, despite what Angela had said. I wanted to know what exactly I had done that had been so offensive to Robin.

Taking a deep breath, I called Robin's home number instead of her disconnected cell. Angela picked up. "Hello?"

"Hi Angela, this is John. Can I please speak with Robin?" I asked.

"Hang on," Angela said. I strained to listen but I couldn't hear anything on the other end. Then Angela returned to the phone and said, "No, sorry."

I was crestfallen again. She wouldn't even talk to me for five seconds. "Thanks for trying," I told Angela and hung up.

I had been in love only once before, but that had been in high school. In the last eight years I had played around and dated lots of girls, but none had gotten to me like Robin. In losing her I verified that it wasn't some sort of crush or momentary lust thing. I was happy when I was with her, sad when I was not, and totally depressed at the thought of never seeing her again. It felt like love to me.

I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. I cried. I was sad. I was angry. I was hurt. I was confused. 

On Tuesday I worked. I went home. I ate a small meal. I tried to sleep. I was heartbroken. I cried.

When I woke up on Wednesday I told myself that I couldn't go on like that without at least speaking to Robin. I had a newfound determination to get some answers. I went to work and took off a few hours early. I knew that Robin got off work at five and made it home an hour before Angela. That gave me a window to catch her alone and try to talk to her.

I put on my best suit and red silk tie. I drove to her apartment complex and parked in the parking garage. I considered waiting for her in my silver corvette, but I didn't want to scare her. I walked around to the main entrance and sat down on one of the steps.

People passed and looked at me. I ignored them. I rehearsed what I wanted to say to her. I was nervous but angry at the same time. The anticipation was killing me but I wasn't going to accept this brush-off without a word or two with Robin, I told myself. 

I saw Robin's car pull into the parking garage. I stood up and waited, taking a deep breath to try to calm my nerves. I watched her walk around the garage to the front door. 

When she saw me, Robin stopped and looked at me. She was dressed conservatively in a white blouse, tan jacket and long tan skirt. She looked beautiful to my eyes. I already missed her so much.

"What do you want?" she asked, emphasis on the 'you'. 

It was a remark of disdain and anger, I realized. She was mad at me! Well, she did change her number and here I was on her doorstep. That had been the chance I had taken. I had to make her tell me exactly how I had been too possessive. I had to know what I had done wrong. I just had to know. "To talk?" I replied, asking it in the form of a question or, more like, a plea.

"What is there to talk about?" she asked.

Well, I considered, she had made it pretty clear through Angela that we were over. But I had to know the reason. "I need to know why," I said simply.

Her look of anger turned to one of disgust and confusion. She said, "'Why' what?"

"I need to know what exactly I did wrong," I tried to clarify. I didn't know what else to say. This was not going the way I had hoped it would.

"I can tell you right now," she said angrily, her hands on her hips. "Not appreciating what you had. That's where you fucked up, buddy."

"What?" I asked. I was totally confused. I had no idea what she was referring to.

"You will never find anyone as hot as me again," she announced furiously.

"Don't you think I fucking know that?" I told her, becoming completely incensed. It was either that or start crying. "I just don't know what I did that was so fucking bad that you felt like you had to change your phone number."

"Me? You're the one that had your fucking number changed, not me," she shouted.

I saw tears rolling down her face. What the fuck? I had never seen Robin cry. I pulled out my phone and hit speed dial six. I listened and heard the 'This number has been disconnected message'. "See?" I said, showing her my phone calling her.

She pulled her phone out of her pocket and looked at it. It wasn't ringing but I could see that it was lit up. She answered it and watched it connect to my phone. The anger fled from her face, replaced my confusion and horror. "What the fuck?" she murmured.

I looked at my phone and realized it was connected to hers. What was going on? I didn't understand how I could hear a disconnected message but still connect.

Robin hung up and hit a few buttons. Then she held up her phone for me to see. It had my name and number. It was trying to call. Then I looked closer at the number. It was wrong.

"That's not my number," I told her. "You have 4326 and my number is 4325."

"But, I've used this number to call you all month," she said.

I shook my head. "It's been 4325 for the last two years," I told her. "I don't have a land line. This is my only phone. I'm on call from work. I can't change it."

"How did this happen?" Robin asked, tears still running down her face.

"Angela told me that I had failed your test and that you didn't want to see me anymore," I explained.

"Failed? You passed! I--", then she caught herself.

Just when I had started to see a glimmer of hope, it was dashed. There was a test after all. I was just a game to her. I didn't say anything. I sat down on the step.

Robin looked down at me for a long time, tears still rolling down her face. Finally she said, "Let's go on up and I'll explain everything. Please?"

I slowly nodded as I stood up. I was numb from the roller coaster of emotion. But I was in the middle of the ride and I couldn't get off until the ride was over and it had come to a complete stop.

Robin led me up to her apartment. I tossed my jacket on the loveseat and sat on the couch while she made us a couple drinks. She sniffled as she mixed them.

I was glad for the break and also for the drink, as she handed one to me and sat on the couch beside me. She looked so sad that I just wanted to hold her. My pride wouldn't let me because I also felt so hurt. I had so many questions and I dreaded the answers. But I had to know. I took a big sip of my drink and said, "Angela said I was too possessive and I had failed your test. You just said that I passed. So there was a test, yes?"

Robin took a big drink from her glass, swallowed it slowly, and then admitted, "Yes." She looked ashamed and sad. 

"So, I wasn't too possessive?" I asked. That had been weighing on my mind for so long.

"Too possessive?" Robin asked rhetorically. "No. You are perfect. Oh John, I never planned on telling you about the test."

"No shit," I said sarcastically, without meaning for it to come out that way. I was angry and hurt and a little out of control.

"John, baby, look," she began, looking into my eyes. "When you meet someone you don't know who they are. You know who they say they are. They put on a face for you and you think you know who they are. Then, when you fall in love with them, you discover that they aren't that person at all. Sometimes they are exactly the opposite of who you thought they were."

"Are you referring to someone in particular?" I asked, noticing a hint of anger in her voice.

Robin's eyes grew wide in surprise then narrowed again in sadness. She nodded. ""Yea, I guess so," she said. "Anyway, I discovered that there are two ways to see how someone really is. One way is to wait for them to drop their guard and show their true colors. That could take years because you never know if you've seen everything or not." She took another swig of her drink and continued, "The other way is to put them in extreme circumstances and see how they behave."

"Like a lab rat?" I asked, still angry and hurt.

"Oh God, no, John. Please don't think of it like that," she pleaded, her eyes tearing up again. "We all test each other in our own way. On a first date we watch each other and try to figure out if this person is who they pretend to be, don't we?"

I was angry. I agreed but I refused to nod. All I said was, "Hmm."

"John, please don't be mad," Robin pleaded. "You passed. Oh God, you are the only one to ever pass."

I liked to hear that I had passed but I was too angry to care very much. "So, what parts were the tests? The first date?" I prodded.

"Yea," Robin said nodding. She hesitated and then said, "That was the third test." She looked down at the floor, not wanting to see my reaction.

I was shocked. "What?"

Robin took a deep breath, looked at me, and said, "You're going to be mad at me no matter what I say. I'm just going to explain everything to you and hope you can understand and forgive me." She paused for a second and drained her glass. Then she said, "Yes, it was the third test."

"What was the first?" I asked, genuinely curious but still upset.

"When I first saw you in the mall, before you knew I had seen you," Robin replied. "I saw you looking at me. I made sure I was alone and I gave you an opportunity to approach me. When you did, I dropped my napkin to see if you would pick it up. And when you did pick it up, whether or not you'd look under my skirt on your way back up. When you averted your eyes, you passed the first test."

"Oh my God," I said. It had all been staged, I realized. I felt like I had been punked.

"Please don't think I'm manipulative. I put you in situations but I didn't make you do anything you didn't want to do, did I?" she asked defensively.

It still seemed pretty damn manipulative to me, but I said, "I guess not, but damn girl." I also thought that was sort of cold, but I didn't say it. "Okay, what was the second test?"

"The wait," she said. "I made you wait for a few weeks before I was free. Some guys don't wait."

"So you've done this to a lot of guys?" I asked; shaking my head with disbelief at the whole thing but inside the anger was building again.

"Lots!" she blurted.

Shock, anger, and disgust crossed my face. I knew it and I didn't try to hide it. I wanted her to see it.

"I mean-," she tried to recover. "Oh please, baby, don't look like that. Most of the guys look up my skirt and don't make it past the first test."

And that made it better? I was not the jealous type but this was a little much to take coming from a woman I had fallen in love with. "So, the third test was the first date?" I asked.

Robin nodded, the tears welling up again.

"I passed that because I fucked you well enough?" I asked angrily.

"Oh God, no. That was a wonderful night," she pleaded, tears streaming down her face again. "The test was before that, baby. It was your reaction to my foot in the restaurant. That's all. You didn't push me away. You actually did it to me back. That was awesome. You passed that with flying colors."

Still angry and not placated by her sweet words or her tears I asked, "So, because I passed that test I got to fuck you, is that it?"

"Oh shit, I'm just making this worse," Robin cried.

"Don't stop now. Tell me the whole fucking truth," I said with disgust.

Robin looked at the carpet and said, "Okay, okay." She took a moment to wipe her face and sniffle a bit. Then she said, "Well, the fourth test was Angela."

"What?" I asked too surprised to be any angrier. "She was a setup?"

Robin nodded. "I knew you'd fuck her," she said. "If you wouldn't have, I knew you wouldn't be interested in threesomes and the club. But the real test was the next morning, when you lied."

My anger dissipated a little bit at that. I hadn't been a complete angel in all of this. I didn't say anything to that.

"You failed that one," she continued, "but Angela told me how good you were. And you just looked so heartbroken. I didn't have the heart to kick you out for that."

"Yea, you told me to never lie to you again, but this whole relationship has been a lie," I said becoming more sad than angry at that point.

Robin shook her head and she looked at me. "No, it has not," she replied angrily, her face wet from her earlier tears. "I never lied to you and if at any time I didn't feel anything for you I would have put an end to it. If I didn't think you were having fun, I'd have stopped it. The fact is that you had the best fucking time of your entire god damn life and I've found someone who... well, you passed all of the tests. I don't want to lose you because of them."

That took me aback. I hadn't expected her to say that. Then I realized something about her rules. "So, the rules were part of the test?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied. "They are there to create the extreme circumstance. They are there to make you want to keep your distance from me emotionally. That way I can see if you can't help yourself and if you care for me anyway."

I had to give it to her. She had come up with a way to weed out the contenders quickly. I was impressed, though still quite put off by the whole thing. "So, tell me the rest," I said. "What was the fifth test?"

"The threesome with Angela," Robin replied. "That was the real test as to whether you'd be good beyond one-on-one."

"So, Angela's comments at dinner; was that part of the test?" I asked. Angela had said that I was a boyfriend to both of them and that Robin was out with a different guy every weekend.

"No, I don't know what that was," Robin said, concern written across her wet freckled face.

"What was test six?" I prompted.

"The club," she said. "Most men never get that far."

"Nick told me that I was the first," I said.

Robin hesitated for a second. "I told him to say that. There were three other guys to get that far," Robin confessed.

Maybe I wasn't that special after all, I thought. Wait a second. I said, "You did lie!"

"No, Nick lied," she said.

"You told him to," I said, my voice rising again in disbelief. "It's the same thing."

Robin though about it for a second, then she looked down and said, "I'm sorry."

I didn't accept her apology. Instead I said, "So, about these other guys?"

Robin looked into my eyes and said "Well, every single guy I ever took to the club had a total blast without giving me a second thought. You were the only one John. You were the only one who didn't want to do it without me. And then, when we did it with Dana and Chris you were so fucking awesome," she said with a smile. She had a beautiful smile. Then her eyes filled with tears again and she said, "Oh, God, John. Please don't leave me."

I sat there and thought about what she had said. It occurred to me just how much of what happened had seemed like an accident. Not only that, but many of the things I had done could have gone either way. So I said, "This all seems like a lot for you to go through. I happened to do all the right things. If I hadn't I'd have been kicked to the curb. How did you know you'd ever find someone to pass your tests?"

Robin looked at me. She said, "John, I'm hot. I know that. Some guys don't like redheads, but those that do want me. I can tell. I've been doing this for two years now. In that time I must have dropped my napkin in the mall and tempted guys with my skirt a thousand times or more."

"So, volume?" I asked.

"Yea," she laughed nervously. I had never seen her nervous like this. "There have been a lot of guys. But I'm done with all that. My test has done its job," she said. Then, almost in a whisper, she added, "I found you."

"But, now I feel like I don't know you at all. I don't know what to think. I don't know what's true anymore," I said sadly, all of the anger dissipated away.

"John, I'm so sorry. Please baby, look at me," Robin said softly.

I looked at her. Tears were flowing down her face again. My own eyes welled up too.

Robin continued, "You are the perfect man for me. You passed the test. You are kind, considerate, sexy, open-minded, and your feelings for me are real. You aren't two-faced or fake. I can look at you and tell what you're thinking, baby. It's written all over your face. I know that you love me and I know that I've hurt you. But, John, you're who I've been looking for. I can't help but love you. You want the truth, that's the truth. I've fallen in love with you John Parker. Please don't break my heart."

Never in my life had any woman every said something like that to me. I loved her and now she was declaring in no uncertain terms that she loved me right back. I felt like she had betrayed me. How could I trust her again? Trust may be given once, but after that it has to be earned, didn't it? Could I give her my trust twice? More significant than any other consideration, she was begging me not to break her heart. That really told me all I needed to know.

In movies and books people hold on to their pride and walk away. This wasn't a movie. This wasn't a book. This was reality. In the real world, when the woman you love asks you something like that, you give her a second chance.

Robin could see my expression soften. I watched the hope return to her eyes. Slowly, she smiled at me, her tears still on her cute freckled face.

She leaned in tentatively for a kiss. I kissed her. The kiss was tender at first and then grew more passionate. She opened her mouth and I pressed my tongue between her lips. She stroked my tongue with hers.




Double Trouble Ch. 05



She broke the kiss, breathing heavy with passion. She put her hand on my thigh and said, "John, please let me show you how sorry I am and how much I love you."

I sighed. I don't know if it was a sigh of relief, resignation, or lust. Maybe all three. I leaned back, letting her have her way with me. I smiled.

Robin slid her hand up my thigh to my crotch. My cock stirred to life as she massaged me through my slacks. "I promise to never lie to you again," she said.

"I'm going to hold you to that," I said through the fog of lust. "Don't break my heart," I pleaded, echoing her earlier words.

"I won't," she said as she unzipped my slacks. She reached inside and quickly pulled out my soft-but-hardening cock. She dropped her face into my lap and sucked my soft dick into her mouth. 

I could feel her warm lips envelope my prick, sucking the whole thing up. My head swam with pleasure and relief that the fighting was over. I groaned.

Robin swirled her tongue around my dick, as it grew inside of her mouth. She sucked and slurped at it until it was too big to fit comfortably in her mouth. Then Robin got on her knees beside me and pressed her face down into my lap.

I felt the head of my cock press deep into her throat. I felt her breath against my pubic hair as she swallowed my hard rod. Then I felt her lips work their way down my shaft until they brushed my balls. "Holy shit," I moaned as much in pleasure as in amazement.

Robin pulled her head off my cock and jacked it with her fist. It was very wet with her saliva. She said, "You are not going to regret this."

With that comment she deep-throated my cock again. I already didn't regret giving her a second chance. If this is what make-up sex with Robin was like, count me in.

Robin bobbed her head up and down on my cock. Her process was to suck my cock for a few long strokes, deep-throat me, and then stroke my cock really fast with her fist while her throat recovered. She did this again and again.

This went on for a while. Her passion was high. She seemed desperate to swallow my prick to make up for her misdeeds.

I had different sensations as she went through her process. I first reveled in the feeling of her lips dragging up and down on my shaft, gripping tightly. Then my head swam to the feeling of her hot throat squeezing the head of my cock and her lips at the base of my shaft. Then my hips twitched with passion as she lifted her head off my cock and stroked me with her tight fist.

After a while Robin looked at her handiwork, admiring how big and hard she had made my cock. My boxers and my pants were soaked with her saliva. I didn't care.

I couldn't take it any longer. I wrapped my arms around Robin and swept her off the couch and onto the soft shag carpet. She was still in her tan jacket and long tan skirt. I knelt up between her legs and lifted her skirt. She wore no panties. No surprise there. I leaned down and pressed my face between her thighs. She smelled musky and hot. Her pussy was flowered open before me, the dew of her fuck juices glistening on the pedals. I pressed my tongue between those petals, tasting the sweetness of her cunt nectar. I slipped my tongue directly down into her fuck-hole, tasting the strong flavor of her.

"Oh, John," Robin squealed in pleasure at this unexpected entry. I had never fucked my tongue deep inside of her like that before. I scraped the walls of her fuck-tunnel with my tongue.

Before the flavor overwhelmed me I slid my lips up to the small knob of her hard clit. I licked and sucked at the little bud, cupping her ass with my hands to keep her from twitching away from me. I loved this woman and, regardless of anything she had done, I wanted to make her happy.

"Shit," Robin said with passion. "That feels so fucking good."

I worked on her clit with my lips and my tongue. I sucked on it, pulling it between my lips. I lapped at it with my tongue. 

"John, punish me with your cock while you do that," Robin told me. "Turn around and feed me your cock."

I lifted up, unbuckled my pants, and pushed them down my legs. Robin sat up and took off her jacket, tossing it onto the couch. Her white long-sleeved blouse was opaque and did nothing to enhance her sexuality. Not that she needed it.

Robin lay back down as I turned around. I straddled her head. She opened her mouth wide as I gently pressed my cock down into her mouth. Her lips immediately wrapped tightly around my shaft.

I groaned as Robin lifted her head off the carpet and tried to swallow my rod down her throat. She then settled back to the carpet and turned her head. My cock slipped out of her mouth. She said, "John, fuck my face. Drive your cock deep into my throat. Punish me."

She was begging for it, I thought in amazement. Well, she had manipulated me and if this was the atonement she wanted to pay, I was not going to deny her. When she slurped my cock back up into her mouth I began rocking my hips. I started slow and shallow. 

I was taller than Robin, so I was able to hunch my hips into her mouth at the same time as I pressed my head down between her thighs. I lapped at her clit as I fucked her face. Her hands reached up and gripped my bare ass. She pulled me down hard, encouraging me to really fuck her throat. 

I licked tenderly at her clit as I rammed my cock harder and harder into her mouth. I could feel the head of my cock squeezing into her tight throat on each stroke. I was very aware of her hands on my ass encouraging me to do it, looking for the slightest sign that she wanted me to stop.

Robin squirmed with passion beneath me. She pulled at my ass, seeming to draw more and more passion the more brutally I fucked her throat. She seemed to have no gag reflex at all.

I was as tender to her clit and pussy with my mouth and lips as I was brutal to her mouth and throat with my cock. I had never done this to a woman before and Robin really loved it.

Though I was trying to be very careful not to hurt her, I was in heaven. Everything about it turned me on. The feel of her hands on my bare ass, the fact that she was still fully clothed, the feel of her breath against the underside of my cock and balls as she breathed strongly through her nose, the feel of my balls brushing against her nose, the feel of her lips tightly grazing up and down my shaft, the pain of her teeth occasionally nipping at my tender flesh, and, best of all, the feel of the head of my cock rubbing and squeezing into the slick construction of her throat.

I sucked gently at Robin's clit as I fucked her throat. I could see her fuck fluid leaking from her pretty pink pussy below. It mixed with my saliva and ran down her ass to stain the back of her skirt as she lay on the carpet.

Robin released my ass and pushed my hips up and away from her. I immediately pulled my cock from her mouth. I lifted my head from between her soft thighs and looked down across her flat stomach and between her big tits at her cute face. Much of her face was wet with her own saliva.

Robin said hoarsely, "Now roll me over and fuck my ass."

I replied, "Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."

Robin said, "I've hurt you. I've been a bad girl and I need to be punished." She smiled at me, "Put this big cock up my ass and make me really feel it."

Robin was fully clothed in her white blouse and long skirt. Her skirt covered her ass as I rolled her over onto her stomach. I scrambled around and knelt between her legs. I looked down at the stained skirt and lifted it up to her waist.

Robin's bare butt was pale, like the rest of her body. It was round and firm, the skin soft. It looked so innocent. I caressed it with my hand and then slapped it.

"Yes, spank me," Robin said, squirming her ass around. "I've been a bad girl."

I spanked it again, watching the pale white skin turn red. I then spanked her other cheek a couple times, just to even it out. Robin gasped at the pain but lifted her ass off the floor slightly.

"Punish me, John," she moaned.

I smiled. I was starting to really get into this. "Spread your fucking ass," I commanded.

Robin immediately reached behind her and spread her ass cheeks apart, the side of her head pressed into the carpet. The small sphincter of her asshole winked at me. It looked impossibly small. I was going to have to go gently.

I grabbed the base of my cock in my fist and guided it to the small opening. The head of my prick was still slick and slimy from delving into Robin's throat. I pressed ever so slightly against her asshole.

"Oh, God," Robin groaned. "Fuck it."

I pressed down gingerly. The sphincter very slowly opened in stages. First it caved forward; then it opened just enough to let the very tip in. Then, as I pressed a little harder, it opened enough to let just half of the head in. Then it stopped.

"Wait a second," Robin said, her breathing very heavy. "Okay, pop it in."

I pressed forward steadily. The opening didn't move and then suddenly, the head popped into her ass. I held still.

"Oh, fuck, that's a big cock," Robin gasped. She breathed heavily and continued to hold her ass wide open for me.

I looked down at my cock. Only the head inside her ass, the rest of my thick nine-inch shaft was visible, waiting its turn. It was so obscene and so sexy. I was so turned on and my cock was so hard. I watched it pulse and throb. I knew she had to be able to feel it.

After a moment the tight grip her asshole around my cock seemed to slightly relax and Robin said, "Fuck me, John."

I pressed forward, my cock slipping in a couple inches. I pulled back, leaving the head inside, and pushed in harder, getting four inches in. Each stroke I was able to get another inch inside of her until finally, after half a dozen strokes or so, I lodged my prick completely inside her ass, my balls resting against her wet pussy below. I let my weight rest against her for a moment.

Robin moaned and gasped at the mixed pleasure and pain, but she still held her ass open with her hands. She said, "I have never had a dick this big up my butt. I love you John. It's yours. Take my ass. Fuck it until I can't walk. Punish me."

I loved her. I didn't really want to hurt her. But if she wanted her ass plundered, that's exactly what I was going to do.

I laid on her, pressing my weight down against her. I cupped my hands under her arms and held on to her shoulders. I ground my cock far up her ass, working it in and out only an inch or two.

"Oh, yes. I love your big fucking cock deep in my ass," Robin said. She released her ass cheeks and turned her head to look back at me.

I leaned to the side of her and kissed her. It was an awkward position. As we kissed I make small movements with my hips, driving my cock in and out of her ass very slightly. Her kiss was so sweet. "I love you," I whispered to her.

"I love you too," she sighed and laid her head back down. She knew what was coming next.

I was not going to disappoint her. Gripping her shoulders tightly I began fucking her ass. I pulled it out until I felt the sphincter of her ass wrapped tightly around the neck of my dick, just below the head. Then I slammed my cock all the way inside of her ass.

Robin grunted and groaned. She ground her ass back against me. She loved the pleasure and the pain.

After a few more deep stroked I began slapping my hips against her ass. It sounded like she was being spanked and, in a way, she was. As I cupped her shoulders to hold her in place, and not give her a rug burn, she put her hands on top of mine, encouraging me to keep going. 

"Take it, John," she squealed. "Take my ass."

I did. I rocked my hips back and forth as fast as I could; driving my prick deep into her ass on every stroke. The slapping, spanking, sounds filled the small apartment and mixed with Robin's gasps of pleasure and my heavy breathing.

"Harder," Robin shouted. "Deeper."

I was sweating into my shirt by then, my balls slapping soundly against Robin's juicy cunt on each stroke up her ass. I pressed all of my weight down on her, driving my prick as deep as possible into her on every stroke. I stroked my cock in and out of her butt as fast and hard as I could. 

"Oh, shit," she groaned. "I'm fucking coming!"

"Me, too," I murmured.

"Yes, yes, fill my ass with your cum," she cried.

As Robin began to buck and squeal in orgasm my balls tightened beneath my fucking cock. Then my prick expanded inside her ass. I pressed all of my weight down and held my dick deep inside her. Hot cum raced up my shaft and blasted out the head of my cock, coating the walls of her ass.

"Oh, God," were the only words I could make out Robin to say as she felt my cum filling her ass.

Blast after blast of cum pumped out of my cock and into her ass. My head swam with pleasure. Warmth filled my body and I let my weight press down against her.

After a minute our breathing began to slow and my cock began to deflate. The soft skin of her butt against my hips felt like home. I never wanted that moment to end.

"That was great, baby," Robin mewled, tears filling her eyes as she turned and looked at me.

I leaned in close and said, "I love you," and kissed her. All was forgiven; a fresh start.

When we heard the jingle of keys outside the front door we looked at each other. We knew it was Angela. Looking into each other's eyes, we silently knew what we had to do. We needed answers. 

Robin scrambled to her feet. Fully clothed, her skirt fell back into place. The front had a small stain on it while the back was soaked. She faced the door, hiding the larger stain from Angela as she opened the door.

I wasn't as quick. I had kicked my pants off, so I scrambled up and sat on the couch. My white shirt and red tie were a little wrinkled but my upper half was covered, which is more than could be said for my bottom half. Still, it wasn't anything Angela hadn't seen before.

Angela walked into the living room, taking her jacket off. She wore a red blouse and black skirt with a black jacket. Then she realized that I was sitting on the couch, and froze. 

We could see the surprise on her face. Then she said, "Hi John and Robin. Um, I think I forgot something in my car--"

"Not so fast, bitch," Robin said coldly.

Angela froze again. She looked like a deer caught in the headlights, her eyes as big as saucers. 

Robin said, "I know what you did. Now, close that door and sit the fuck down."

Angela closed the door and tossed her jacket on the loveseat, but didn't sit down. She looked confused and said, "Why? What's the problem?"

Robin balled her hands into little fists and put them on her hips. The she said, "What's the fucking problem? You told me that John didn't want to party with us anymore and you fucked with our phones to try to keep us apart. That's what the god damn problem is."

Angela glanced around, thinking of what to say. She started to say something a couple times. Then she shook her head and said, "Well, you didn't complain too much when I did it before."

"What?" Robin asked, shocked.

"You remember Charlie? Way back before you started this test thing?" Angela said. 

"You did that?" Robin asked.

Angela nodded. She wasn't ashamed. She said, "Yea. You were relieved when he was gone."

Robin was in disbelief. Now she knew how I felt, though this was way worse than her tests. Her best friend had been lying to her for years. Robin said, "I thought he was the one. I was going to marry him. I cried for weeks."

Angela shook her head and said, "Yea, but after the crying you said that it was for the best. You said that you didn't really know him. You were relieved."

Robin shouted, "I said that I didn't know him because I couldn't figure out why he dumped me, you stupid bitch." She gave her a sour look and said, "Turns out, that was you."

Angela looked shocked at how angry Robin was. I realized that she really was clueless about how her best friend felt. I found it strange that Angela could live with Robin for so long and not really understand her as well as I already did.

Robin was fuming mad. She yelled at Angela, saying "I mean, what the fuck? We've been best friends since high school. You've been like a sister to me. I've told you my deepest secrets. We've shared everything. We've shared men. We've shared women. We've shared toothbrushes. I've eaten your pussy more times than I can count. And this is how you treat me? You want to destroy any chance I have to be happy?"

Angela turned defiant. She raised her voice, not quite shouting at Robin, saying "But you are happy, Robin. You and I have gone to the club every month and we have a blast, don't we? Like you said, we share men, we share women, or we just have fun with each other. You are the sister I never had. I love you, Robin. You are happy."

Robin looked at her like she was an idiot. She said, "Sure I am. Don't I look fucking thrilled? Happy? Yea, I was as happy as I could be, considering I had nobody to love and there was nobody who loved me back. Now I have John and you're attempt to break us up has failed."

"Yea, his fucking pants on the floor told me that much," Angela said snidely. She lowered her voice and said, "Look Robin, you don't need John. As soon as you told me you we falling for John I knew I had to do something. We are the ultimate party girls, aren't we? Don't they call us 'double trouble'? I couldn't let you break up the party."

Robin took a step toward her friend, within arm's reach. She pointed her finger in Angela's face and said, "So this is really all about you, isn't it? You selfish cunt! You don't give a shit about me. You want to party and you think that if I find the man of my dreams my partying days are over. And that means the end of the party girls, right? You'd be on your own."

Angela was indignant. She said, "I'm not a cunt. It's not about me. I care about you."

Robin had lost control. She put her face right up to Angela's and shouted, "Bullshit! You've been lying to me for years. You've watched me cry my eyes out knowing full fucking well that you were the one that caused it. Were you laughing at me the whole time? Did my misery make you happy?"

Angela said, "No, of course not. But I knew you'd get over it."

Robin slapped Angela hard across the face. 

I was stunned, not really believing what had just happened. The sound of it was loud in the room. A red handprint instantly appeared on the left side of Angela's face.

Before Angela recovered from the shock of the slap she pushed Robin away from her.

Robin staggered back and fell on her back. She landed in front of the door, the shag carpet cushioning her fall.

I scrambled off the couch to Robin's side. Robin looked at me, tears in her eyes, and said, "I'm okay. Let's get out of here."

I grabbed my pants and pulled them on as Robin stood up. By the time I got them on Robin had left the living room. She had stormed off to her bedroom.

Angela watched me put my pants on and stand up. She said, "This is your fault."

I looked at her. I waited for her to follow that up with some sort of reasoning. She couldn't come up with one. I said to her, "If you want to know whose fault this is, look in a mirror."

Robin was packing a suitcase with some of her clothes when I walked into her bedroom. She was crying tears of frustration and sadness. She glanced at me but continued packing.

Angela followed me into the bedroom. Her confidence evaporated when she saw that Robin was packing. "What are you doing?" she asked.

Robin looked at her, anger written across her pretty tear-soaked face. "What the fuck does it look like? I'm moving out."

"What?" Angela asked, as if she had never dreamed that her actions could have any significant consequence.

Robin stopped packing and looked at her best friend of ten years. In a calm tone she said, "You can't play God with people's lives like that. You're worried about the party being over? Did it ever fucking occur to you that all the testing we were doing was about finding a man that wasn't afraid of our lifestyle but could still love me?"




Double Trouble Ch. 05



Angela shook her head more in confusion than in negation but Robin took it as such.

"Of course not," Robin replied. "Why? Because you only think about yourself. So, here's a news flash for you. The party is not over, it's just beginning. The only difference is that, now, you're not invited."

"But, you can't leave," Angela said helplessly.

"Watch me," Robin said, closing the suitcase with a click.



Double Trouble Ch. 06



Robin cried as I drove. We hadn't said a word to each other as we left. I drove to my house. She didn't tell me where to drive. She didn't ask me where I was going. We left her car at the apartment complex. She didn't need to drive. She needed to be taken care of.

When I pulled into my garage and turned the engine off, she unbuckled her seatbelt and hugged me. I had a hard time reconciling the sexy sassy hot firecracker who had tested me and manipulated me with the tender-hearted sweet woman I was now seeing. Though it was the glimpses of that inner woman that I had fallen in love with and, now that she felt she could be vulnerable in front of me, I only loved her more.

She pulled back so she could look into my eyes and she said softly, "John, I'm so sorry I hurt you."

"I forgive you, baby," I said softly, calling her 'baby' for the first time. It felt good.

"Thank you," she whispered as she pulled away and got out of the car.

I let her inside and showed her around, encouraging her to make herself at home. She went to the bathroom to wash her face. When she emerged, I was making dinner. She had not had a chance to eat because I had intercepted her on her doorstep. Even if she wasn't hungry we both needed to eat something.

After we ate together we both felt better and, since it was still early in the evening, we talked. We talked well into the night. We talked about each other, our feelings, and what Angela had done. Eventually we tried to figure out how Angela had pulled it off.

We figured that Angela had changed my real number on Robin's phone to be a second phone line for someone she never answered anyway, an old boyfriend. Then she changed my real number so it would never ring from that number and it would be a bad number when she called it. As for the disconnect message I got when I called her, "It must be an answer tone," Robin told me. 

"Answer tone?" I asked.

"You know how you hear music before I answer when you call me? Well, that's an answer tone. She must have changed my answer tone for your number to be that disconnect message. She does all the computer stuff for me. I guess I need to take that back from her," she frowned.

"That's pretty tricky," I said, impressed at Angela's ingenuity.

"Yea, she had me fooled into thinking she was my friend, too. Pretty tricky," she responded glumly.

I felt a little guilty. Intellectually I knew that Angela had done all of this on her own. But if I hadn't shown up on Robin's doorstep they'd still be friends. I knew that Angela would have continued to trick Robin to keep her single, but I still felt a little guilty for uncovering her deceit.

"Is it okay that I stay here a few days until I can find a place of my own?" she asked.

"Of course, baby, whatever you need. I'm glad you're here," I told her. It was true. I had felt so bad over the last few days thinking I'd never see her again. I didn't care if she ever left.

When we finally went to bed she slept in my arms. We didn't have sex but we slept naked and I held her. She cried a little but eventually drifted off to sleep.

Well, I say we didn't have sex, because it was technically the next day. I was awaked at about four in the morning to the feel of her fingers on the head of my hard cock. I didn't know what was happening for a second.

I was spooning Robin and my cock had grown hard in my sleep. The top of the shaft pressed against her pussy as the head poked out between her legs. I had no idea I had done that until she woke me up.

Robin had reached down and was pressing my cock up against her pussy with her fingers. She pushed hard and guided the head to her wet cunt. Apparently, she had gotten wet in her sleep.

We both gasped in pleasure when my cock slipped into her cunt. We slowly fucked each other like that for a long time. She shuddered in orgasm several times until I finally came inside of her. We drifted back to sleep as my cock deflated in her cunt.

***

The next day, Thursday, when we got back from work we each received a text message from Angela. It read, *I'm sorry. I was selfish and stupid. Please go to 240 Union tomorrow night at 7:00. Please. My treat. RSVP.*

Robin and I discussed it. 

Robin was relieved that her friend was making an effort as well as admitting fault. She almost called her but decided against it. She decided that we would play it her way and see what happened. 

We both texted back *We'll be there.*

***

240 Union is named such because it is located at that address. I've always thought that was an odd choice for a name, but it was definitely one of the nicest restaurants in Denver. If Angela was treating, it was going to cost her a good amount of money no matter what we ordered.

When we arrived at the restaurant we were a little early but we went on in. Some people who had shown up without a reservation milled about in the lobby waiting for a table. Everyone was elegantly dressed.

I had worn my best suit while Robin wore a turquoise dress. It had long sleeves and a plunging neckline that separated her full tits and exposed the creamy pale flesh between. The dress fell to mid-calf but it had a split up the right side that rose all the way to her hip, showing off one alabaster leg.

Robin gave the hostess the reservation information and she said, "Ah, here you are. It's pre-paid. Table for two, yes?"

"Two? Should be three," Robin objected.

The hostess looked again and said, "No, it says here very specifically 'a romantic table for two in The Wine Room'."

Robin looked at me. She was a little shocked but pleased. Angela really was trying to make it up to her friend.

The hostess turned us over to a pretty blond waitress who led us deep into the restaurant to an area called The Wine Room. It had no windows and many small tables with white tablecloths. We were well away from the main flows of traffic. She seated us at a small table. She gave us our menus, told us about the specials, and mentioned the wine list before leaving us to consider our choices.

"I can't believe Angela did this," Robin told me after she had perused her menu and settled on what she wanted to order.

"It's really nice," I said.

Robin looked at me curiously. She said, "We've talked for days about how mad I am at Angela, but we haven't really discussed how you feel about her."

I nodded, deciding on my order and closing the menu. I thought carefully and said, "Angela hurt me. She told me you didn't want to see me again. That sucked. But if she hadn't done what she did, I would never have gotten the truth about the tests and I wouldn't have found out how you felt about me; at least, not as early in our relationship. So, I can't be too mad at her. Basically, I'm having a hard time being mad about what she did and happy at the final results at the same time, if that makes sense."

Robin looked a little surprised by that. She said, "I had never thought of it like that. From your point of view it's not really a bad thing at all. You were upset for a few days but everything worked out great for you."

I nodded. "Sorry," I said. I felt a little guilty that the same revelations that hurt Robin so much had made me feel so much better. The truth about the tests, Robin deserved to have that one revealed. But the truth that Angela had been sabotaging all of her relationships, that was a hard one on Robin. It really didn't affect me as much because the final result of that was that the woman I loved had temporarily moved in with me.

"No," Robin said. "Don't be sorry for the truth. If I've learned anything this week it's to value the truth. This is so much Karma. I lie to you and Angela lies to me. That's either Karma or poetic justice. Whatever it is, I don't like being on the wrong side of it."

The waitress reappeared and took our orders. I only ordered one glass of wine instead of a whole bottle because it was a forty-five minute drive back home. Robin did the same. We both ordered steak.

"Angela doesn't make a lot of money," Robin told me. "So, this is really nice of her. I have to give her some credit for that."

"Is it enough?" I asked.

"For what? For me to forgive her?" she asked rhetorically. "No, but it's a good start."

***

Robin and I arrived at The Burnsley hotel fifteen minutes after leaving 240 Union. Angela had sent us a text message upon leaving the restaurant asking us to come to the The Burnsley. She had made a reservation for us. That additional gesture had really touched Robin.

The man at the desk took our names and told us that we indeed did have a reservation. He handed us a pair of key cards, informing us to take the elevator up to the sixteenth floor. "What's the room number?" I asked.

He looked at me as if I were an idiot and then said, "Sir, the Penthouse Suite has no room number, there's only one."

Robin and I looked at each other, shocked. Robin asked the man, "And this is pre-paid?"

The man said, "Yes, including a five hundred dollar alcohol allotment which covers everything in the suite. Should you need additional beverages you may call room service but those will be your responsibility upon checking out tomorrow morning."

"Okay, thank you," Robin said politely.

We walked to the elevator and hit the button for the sixteenth floor.

"I can't believe this," Robin said once the doors had closed. She had tears in her eyes. "This is going to eat into her savings or run up her credit card debt. She can't afford this."

"And I can't drink five hundred dollars worth of booze," I said. "But she's already done it and paid for it."

Robin nodded. "I'm calling Angela as soon as we get to the room."

When the elevator doors opened we looked around and found a door marked 'Penthouse Suite' down a short hall. There were very few doors on this floor leading to rooms. The suites in this hotel were big.

Robin passed her card in the lock, opened the door, and walked in. I followed her. The suite was amazing. A black wrought-iron spiral staircase directly in front of us led up to the seventeenth floor. 

To the right of the staircase was a dining table with six chairs. Beyond, I saw huge windows with a door leading to a balcony. The beautiful night skyline of downtown Denver was clearly visible beyond the balcony. Oddly, a few coats were piled into two of the chairs and a portion of the table.

To the left of the staircase was a full kitchen with granite countertops and cherry wood cabinets. It had a bar with three barstools near the staircase. A bathroom was next to the kitchen. At the bar sat a woman I had never seen before dressed in a black and red party dress while behind the bar stood a tall man in a suit. A blender full of an icy concoction and several bottles of booze were on the bar before him. He was wiping his hands on a towel as he watched us enter.

"What are you two doing here?" Robin asked as she approached the bar.

I lagged behind slightly, closing the door behind me. I heard voices around the corner from the dining table. I was getting a suspicion that more was going to be going on here that I had first anticipated.

"Robin," the man replied with a deep rich voice as he approached her, beaming a smile down at her. He was taller than I was and I could tell by the way he wore his suit that he was muscular underneath. He was in his late thirties and had long brown hair, which was pulled back into a ponytail. 

I felt a twinge of jealously as he bent down and kissed Robin on the mouth. His arms went around her and he cupped one of her ass cheeks through her dress. At the same time I saw Robin pass her hands down his chest and massage his crotch for a second.

The embrace was quickly broken and he looked at me. He said, "And this must be John. We've heard so many good things about you," he said with a big smile as he stepped to the side of Robin and stuck out his hand.

As I shook his hand Robin said to me, "John, this is Alex."

"Nice to meet you," I said politely, not quite knowing what to make of it all.

"I hear you've swept our Robin right off her sexy little feet," Alex said as he concluded his handshake.

"What are you doing here?" Robin repeated.

Alex said, "Angela invited us here. She said we were throwing a big party in honor of you and your new boyfriend. She told us all about him and how happy he makes you."

Robin nodded. "He does do that. Where is Angela?" she asked, looking around.

"She wanted me to tell you that she loves you. She wants you and John to party all night long. She said that she's going to the movies and will have her phone turned off, so don't worry about her," Alex replied.

Robin just looked at him for a second, as if his words had not registered with her. "So, she's not here?"

Alex blinked. "No, she's going to the movies."

Robin said, "She's not going to join us later?"

Alex shook his head.

"Wow," Robin whispered. Then she smiled and said, "Okay then; let's party."

Alex returned to the kitchen and started pouring what looked like strawberry daiquiris as Robin approached the lady sitting at the bar. The woman stood up and kissed Robin on the lips. She cupped Robin's ass in her hands Robin caressed the backs of her thighs.

"John, this is Maria, Alex's wife," Robin introduced.

Maria was Hispanic, with light brown skin that seemed to glow with an inner light. She was in her early thirties. The top of her party dress was black and sequined over her full, barely-contained tits. Below her tits the dress was red and clung tightly to her shapely figure. The dress stopped at mid thigh revealing her long somewhat-muscular brown legs.

Maria walked up to me as she said to Robin, "Oh, chica, he is a handsome one, isn't he?" Her Spanish accent was thick. She was about as tall as I was and she leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. She smelled like lavender.

"Nice to meet you Maria. How long have you and Alex known Robin?" I asked.

"Oh, we've known this little firecracker for about a year and a half now," Maria replied, putting her arm around Robin for just a moment. Then she took a couple glasses of the daiquiris off the counter and said to us, "Come meet everyone else."

Maria led us past the dining room around the corner to a living room. The living room contained a coffee table and TV as well as a big couch. There were also two chairs, one close to the couch and one in the far corner. Four people sat in this area, one in the chair next to the couch and three on the couch. All three of them rose as we approached.

"Dana and Chris," I said as I recognized the nearest couple. I was grateful to see someone I recognized. It put me more at ease.

Chris came up and we shook hands. He was dressed in white slacks and a white shirt that was open in front with lots of chains on his hairless chest. He also wore a white sports coat. "John," he said.

As Chris moved on, he greeted Robin with a kiss on her mouth. Dana greeted me similarly. I opened my mouth to her and let her kiss me. She had her hair down this time, her cute face framed by shoulder-length blonde hair. She wore a blue leather tube dress. It was very sexy as it pressed her small tits up, making them look bigger. It clung tightly to her waist and hips, stopping way short to show off her sexy legs. As her hands fell to my crotch and massaged my hardening cock through my black slacks, I boldly slipped my hand forward under her dress. She moaned into my mouth as I stroked her pussy through her panties with my fingers.

Dana pulled back with glassy eyes and said, "Well, hello John."

I smiled at her has she moved over to greet Robin. I watched as she kissed her and they played with each other's tits for a moment. The twinges of jealousy were gone and I was looking forward to finding out what the evening would hold.

Chris and Dana accepted their daiquiris from Maria as Robin said, "John, this is Raine. Raine, this is my boyfriend, John."

Raine was 20 years old and short, about the same height as Robin and The rest of her hair fell to just above her shoulders, ending in purple tips. Her face was made up with a thick base giving her a pale complexion and she had dark eye shadow all around her beautiful blue eyes. She wore pink lipstick on her full lips that perfectly matched her hair. I couldn't see if her ears were pierced but she had an eyebrow stud, a lip stud, a nose ring, and a pierced tongue with a barbell through it. She wore several necklaces, a pink tank top under a black leather jacket, and tight black pants. She was thin but her tits were full showing a nice bit of cleavage above the tank top.

"Hi Raine," I said to her, not quite knowing how to greet her.

"Hello, 'boyfriend John'," she purred as she looked up at me. "Come down here and give me a kiss," she instructed. "I don't bite. That is, unless you're holding me down and fucking the shit out of me."

Her words turned me on and also scared me a little. I bent down and kissed her. 

Raine pressed her tongue up into my mouth forcefully as she boldly tried to stroke my hardening cock through my slacks. She pulled her head back, still rubbing my crotch, and said, "So this is the big cock that's been regularly stuffing Robin's little cunt. You must be a really good fuck to get the 'boyfriend' title."

Robin, watching all this, said, "He's the best."

"Feels like a big cock," Raine commented before leaving me to embrace Robin. She kissed her and boldly slipped her hand inside the slit of Robin's dress.

Robin moaned and slipped her hand between Raine's thighs. She rubbed her fingers against Raine's crotch, pressing firmly up against her pussy through her tight pants.

I got harder just watching the exchange.

Breaking the embrace Robin introduced the last guest saying, "John, this is Raine's wife, Kikue."

Wife? Lesbians? I didn't care about their personal life, but what would lesbians want with me? Kikue was Japanese and was as short as Raine and Robin. She was nineteen and had a pretty oval face, framed by short straight dark hair. She wore a black dress that covered her small tits and swept low in the back. The dress clung tightly to her thin body but flared at her narrow hips to end in a jagged hemline at knee level.

Kikue smiled at me shyly and nodded a greeting.

"Nice to meet you, Kikue," I said to her, smiling back.

She came toward me and stood on her tiptoes and kissed me on the cheek. Then she put her hand behind my head and bent me a little lower until her mouth was at me ear. She whispered, "Tonight, I would really like you and Alex to fuck me at the same time."

My eyes grew wide at that. She had a thick Japanese accent, but there was no mistaking what she had said. I had not expected a statement so bold to come from one who seemed so shy, even if it were whispered. When she released me I smiled at her and nodded. I couldn't wait. I found myself wondering if that shyness went away when she came.

Kikue greeted Robin with a kiss as they cupped each other's ass with their hands. I realized that this was definitely a different lifestyle I was living than I had been used to. I was really getting to like it.

The blender started up again in the kitchen as Maria, Chris, Dana, and Raine walked out onto one of the balcony with their daiquiris in their hands. Kikue went to the bar where Alex was fixing another batch.

I looked at Robin. Not that it really mattered, but I still found her to be hotter than any of the other women here. That's not to say I wasn't really looking forward to getting to know each of them more intimately.

"Let's look at the rest of the suite," Robin said.

I nodded.

We climbed the spiral staircase up to a small landing on the seventeenth floor. The doors were wide open and I could see that there were two rooms off this landing and both of them contained a king-sized bed. One room had an attached bathroom.




Double Trouble Ch. 06



I walked into one room and looked out the window. I could see Maria, Chris, Dana, and Raine on the balcony on the floor below us. I turned around to Robin and said, "Hey, I can see-"

My words caught in my throat as I saw Robin was softly weeping on the landing. She looked at me and said, "Angela did this."

I nodded.

"No, John, you don't understand," she said. "There are two things about Angela. First, she is careful with her money. She's been saving for a house. She can't afford to do this. The second thing is that she loves to be the center of attention. I suppose I'm the same way. So, for her to spend this much and not be here to enjoy it is just so inconceivable to me."

"So, has she done enough now?" I asked.

She looked at me, wiping her tears from her eyes. She nodded. "If she had done all this and shown up I could have dismissed it as her throwing money at the problem. But for her to not be here is a personal sacrifice for her than I can't dismiss so easily. She would love this John. I can't even call her to invite her because her phone is off and she's not at home. So, yea, I think this is enough for me to forgive her."

"You okay for tonight?" I asked, concerned.

She looked at me, sniffled, wiped her eyes, and smiled. "Fuck yea," she said. "We are going to have a blast tonight, John. Look, don't worry, okay. There's no testing. You and I are in this together. You just let yourself go and have a blast."

I smiled at her and kissed her. "So," I asked, "what is the deal with Raine and Kikue?"

"Aren't they a trip?" she asked rhetorically. "They are both bisexual. They like men but they prefer women. Every two or three months they show up at the club and get their fill of cock, so to speak."

I chuckled at that. I was indeed planning to fill at least one of them. Raine still scared me a little.

As if reading my thoughts Robin said, "You might want to steer clear of Raine. She can get a little extreme."

"Could be interesting," I said with a wink and a smile.

Robin chuckled at me. She said, "Don't' say I didn't warn you."

I led Robin back down the stairs. Everyone except for Alex was out on the balcony. Alex was still in the kitchen. He said, "John and Robin, there you are. I was wondering if we had lost our guests of honor."

"We were just checking out the rest of the suite," I told him.

Robin asked, "What does 'guests of honor' mean?"

"Well," Alex considered, "I think that means that we are responsible to make sure that you both have a good time. So, with that in mind, have a daiquiri."

Robin and I each took a glass. Robin said to Alex, "Get one and come join us on the balcony."

Alex agreed and we went out to join the rest of the group on the balcony. It was a cool and crisp night. After a while the drink made everyone downright cold.

The view was amazing. We watched the hustle and bustle of downtown Denver from our vantage point. Everyone was suitably impressed.

Having left their coats on the dining room table, Maria, Dana, and Kikue were the first to go back inside. Robin followed them shortly afterward. Though her dress had long sleeves, the low cut, big slit, and thin material was insufficient to protect her from the cold for very long.

Raine and Chris lasted a bit longer, but since they had been outside longer, they went inside, leaving Alex and I alone on the balcony. I took the opportunity to ask him, "Did Kikue say anything to you, tonight?"

He looked at me curiously. "She told you?"

"She said that she wanted to fuck both of us at the same time," I told him.

"Yea, that's what she told me too. You up for that?" he asked.

"Of course, I was just wondering," I said.

He smiled at me and said, "John, you and I are going to tear it up tonight."

"I heard that!" I said in agreement as we turned and walked back inside.

Someone had found the stereo and was playing soft sexy music. Maria was behind the bar, the blender put aside. She was pouring mixed drinks, the Vodka bottle on the counter nearly empty. I looked around and spotted martinis, screwdrivers, and bloody marys. Chris had what looked like bourbon. 

I asked for a long island iced tea. Maria didn't know the recipe so I helped her out. When everyone had their second drink of the evening, we all walked around and socialized. There was a lot of touching and fondling as we mixed.

I learned that Maria was born in Mexico but had legally immigrated ten years ago and married Alex. I learned that Chris and Dana were originally from Texas and moved to Denver for the work. I also learned that Raine and Kikue were fulltime students at CU. 

By the time we started on our third drink everyone had warmed up. All of the men took their jackets off. I watched Raine take off her black leather jacket and toss it onto the dining room table. Down to her tank top, I could see that her arms had a couple of colorful tattoos adorning them.

There wasn't enough room for everyone to sit in the living room so we turned around three dining room chairs and set them at the edge of the living room. The living room chair in front of the couch faced away from the dining room but, other than that, everyone could see each other.

Everyone insisted that Robin and I, as guests of honor, sit on the couch. Maria also sat on the couch to my left and Alex sat on the chair next to Robin. Kikue sat in the chair in the corner of the living room, while Chris sat on the dining room chair between Raine and Dana.

Alex was in the middle of telling a hot story of the time he and Maria had seduced a neighbor couple when the touching started. Dana and Raine started running their hands up and down Chris' thighs. Robin put her legs up into Alex's lap, letting him rub her calves and run his hand up her thighs a bit. Maria started rubbing my left thigh as well.

I was holding Robin's left hand in my right hand when Maria began rubbing my cock through my slacks. I turned to look at Maria and she kissed me. With my left arm already around her shoulders, I pulled her against me.

Maria's tongue pressed into my mouth. She was very passionate. We stroked our tongues against each other's as I kissed her back.

Alex had finished telling his story and there was no sound in the room but for the soft music and some heavy breathing. I had my eyes closed, kissing Maria, and I didn't care about anything else. I squeezed Robin's hand as Maria squeezed my cock through my slacks, feeling the length and girth of it. 

Maria broke the kiss and looked at me with surprise. Then she smiled, squeezed my shaft, and exclaimed breathlessly, "Es grande!"

I felt her hand searching for the tab of the zipper and I didn't resist. My cock was tenting my slacks painfully and it needed to be free. Robin squeezed my hand, but Maria still held my attention.

Maria pulled the zipper open. My thick nine-inch cock, having already found the opening to my boxers, bounced into sight. She gasped as she looked at it. "Nice," she whispered.

My prick was rock hard, pulsing strongly and waving back and forth. The head shown rosy in the soft light of the living room. A drop of preseminal fluid appeared on the head.

Maria lightly ran her fingernails up and down the sensitive skin of the shaft. She did not touch the head with her fingers but instead squeezed the bottom of the shaft and stroked up, drawing a second drop of preseminal fluid out. 

I moaned in pleasure and squeezed Robin's hand again.

Maria glanced at me with lust in her eyes and a wicked smile on her lips. She slowly leaned down, dropping her head into my lap. I watched as she gently wrapped her lips around the head of my prick and sucked my pre-cum into her mouth.

"Oh shit," I breathed.

Maria pulled her lips off my cock and flashed me a smile. She unbuckled and unbuttoned my slacks. She slowly and sexily got off the couch and knelt in front of me.

I lifted my ass off the couch enough for her to tug my pants and boxers down my legs. I glanced up at Kikue just a couple yards away in the chair. She was watching me intently. One of her hands massaged her nipples through her dress while the other was between her legs, touching her pussy.

Maria gripped the base of my hard shaft in her fist and pressed her tongue lightly against the underside of my cock. This sent jolts of pleasure through my body. She caressed my balls with her free hand.

I moaned in pleasure, both at the feel of her tongue against my cock but also the sight of it. I glanced at Robin and saw that she had scooted to the edge of the couch just like me. The lower portion of her turquoise dress was pushed aside and Alex's head was between her spread thighs. He had left his chair and was kneeling on the floor.

Maria then sucked the head of my cock up between her full sexy lips and slowly dropped her head lower. My prick drilled up into her mouth, inch by inch, until more than half of my dick disappeared into her warm wet mouth. She had my attention.

"Wow," I groaned. She was so sexy. I felt her tongue pressing against the underside of my thick cock as I watched her lips wrapped tight around my shaft. 

"Yea, just like that," Robin moaned beside me, gripping my hand.

I wasn't jealous of Alex. I found myself hoping he did a good job on Robin's pussy.

Maria began bobbing her head up and down on my cock. She used her hands on the bottom half of it as well as my balls. She started off slowly but soon began to pick up speed.

I was in heaven. I turned and looked at Robin who was looking back at me with glassy lust-glazed eyes. I kissed her as I also slipped my hand into her low-cut dress and cupped her right tit with my left hand, rolling the nipple with my fingers.

Robin groaned up into my mouth as Alex drove her higher and higher with his mouth. She squeezed my hand tightly. Her passion was growing quickly.

When Maria lifted her head from my cock I broke my kiss with Robin and looked down at her. She smiled at me as she shrugged the straps of her dress off her shoulders and, making sure I was watching her, she peeled the top of her dress down to reveal her big beautiful breasts. Her brown nipples were hard with excitement.

Robin released my hand and leaned forward. To Alex she said, "Stand up."

Beyond Robin, I saw that Chris was kissing Raine and cupping her tits through her pink tanktop. At the same time, Dana was kneeling in front of Raine attempting to take her tight pants off.

Maria drew my attention by wrapping her big tits around my hard cock. Her light brown skin was very soft as she rubbed her breasts up and down my slick prick. Pleasure flooded my brain. 

"That feels good," I sighed, looking into her eyes.

Maria smiled at me as she bounced up and down, stroking my big dick with her tits. I could feel the soft skin of her stomach press against my balls. I didn't want to cum so soon.

I leaned forward and kissed Maria. I pressed my tongue into her mouth and slowly pushed her back. She stroked my cock with her fist as I laid her down on the carpet. It wasn't shag but it was moderately soft. Her head was basically at Kikue's feet. I pushed the hem of her dress up, hooked my fingers into her red panties, and slowly pulled them down her legs.

Maria spread her legs for me. Her pussy was covered with dark hair. I was used to women with shaved cunts, so this was a rare occurrence.

Undeterred, I lay down between Maria's thighs. I could smell the strong musky scent of her fuck juices. I was well experienced and, though it used to bother me, it actually turned me on. I spread her pussy with my fingers and pressed my tongue into the slit, stroking up and down.

"Yes, eat me," Maria urged with a soft sigh.

Finding her clit, I stroked my tongue back and forth across it and the surrounding cunt-flesh. Her pubic hair tickled my nose, chin, and lips. I rolled my eyes up and watched her reaction between her big tits.

Dana appeared next to Maria. She knelt down and kissed her. She rubbed Maria's big tits, caressing the nipples lightly. Then she moved down and sucked on them. She had a twinkle in her eyes as she glanced at me.

I continued to eat Maria's pussy, batting her clit more and more with my active tongue. I tested different strategies to see which ones got her breathing faster. Every woman is different and I was starting to figure out what Maria liked.

Dana stood up and pulled off her own black panties. She pulled the hem of her blue leather dress up, revealing her shaved and pink pussy. Turning her back to me she straddled Maria's head and lowered her crotch right down onto her mouth.

I could hear Maria begin to suck and slurp at Dana's pussy. I also heard Robin sucking on a cock somewhere behind me. Then I heard both Alex and Chris moan in pleasure.

Kikue got out of her chair and knelt down beside me. She pressed her cool fingers against my bare hip, nudging me. For a moment I thought she wanted me to move but she was gently lifting on my hip.

I rolled my lower half to the side, my cock springing up hard and available to Kikue. I surmised that, though shy, she didn't actually need a signed invitation. I was still trying to figure her out.

Maria began rolling her hips in passion. Her orgasm was nearing and I didn't stop eating her pussy. I licked her clit with my tongue and sucked at it with my lips. 

Kikue wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. Her mouth was warm and wet. She sucked hard on the head and began jacking hard on my shaft with her cool fist as she also cupped my balls with her other hand. 

Though Kikue's lips never ventured farther down the shaft than the neck of my cock, her stroking action almost made up for it. She knew what she was doing. My head swam with pleasure.

Maria moaned up into Dana's pussy as she began bucking her hips hard against my face. She was coming. I held myself in place. 

I licked at her clit over and over as she crested and then finally came down from her orgasm. She pushed my head away from her with her hands. She had enough for the moment.

I rolled onto my back and looked down at Kikue. The little Japanese woman was making my cock feel so good. I had big plans for her a little later. 

Dana, having been abandoned by Maria, joined Kikue. They shared my cock, swapping it back and forth between them. Dana's technique was different than Kikue's, taking half of my cock in and out of her mouth, her teeth occasionally scraping the sensitive skin. While one girl sucked my prick into her mouth the other would stroke her lips up and down the side of the shaft.

I groaned in pleasure as the two women worked me over. I was so turned on. I took the opportunity to glance around and see what Robin was doing.

Robin was standing, bent forward at the waist. She was bobbing her head up and down on Chris' cock as he stood in front of her. Behind her Alex was slipping his cock into her cunt. His dick was a bit thinner than mine and was an inch shorter.

I did have a twinge of jealousy at seeing that, even though my cock felt wonderful in the care of Dana and Kikue. They were making my prick very hard. Another minute of that and they'd have me coming.

Maria had removed her dress and she stood above me. She looked beautiful, her light brown skin glowing. She straddled my hips and, Dana and Kikue holding my cock steady for her, lowered her pussy down around my prick.

"Fuck yea," I sighed. Her pussy felt wonderful. She was just tight enough, as well as warm and wet, around my dick.

Dana rose up and kissed Maria as she began fucking me. Maria stroked her hips back and forth, driving my cock in and out of her, while also holding her upper body still to kiss Dana. I watched the two beautiful women kiss each other just above me.

I heard the slapping sounds of Alex fucking Robin behind me as Kikue massaged my balls with her fingers. I took off my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. I was starting to sweat.

Dana dropped down and kissed me, rubbing my chest. I pressed my tongue up into her mouth. She then broke the kiss, stood up, took off her dress, and straddled my head. She lowered her pretty pink pussy over my mouth. I looked up at her between her small breasts. Her eyes were filled with lust.

I heard movement above my head and, rolling my eyes up, I could see that Robin was changing positions. I didn't worry about it as Maria began bouncing harder and harder against my hips. 

I sliced my tongue up into Dana's slit. I stroked up and down, quickly finding her clit. I lapped at her pussy like I was starving.

"Big cock," Maria shouted as she fucked me. "Big fucking cock!"

Kikue massaged my balls with her left hand as Maria slammed her cunt down around my big hard cock. With her right hand Kikue reached around Maria's body and rubbed her hard clit. She was very helpful.

I reached up, cupping and caressing Dana's small breasts. I rolled her pretty pink nipples between my fingers as I wrapped my lips around her clit and gently sucked. Keeping up the suction, bringing her clit into my mouth, I batted it around with my tongue.

"Yes," Dana whined in pleasure. "Eat that pussy."

I lapped and sucked at Dana's cunt-flesh, swirling my tongue round and round her hard slick clit. She moaned above me as I worked on her. I could feel her passion rising higher and higher.

Maria, Dana, and Robin all shouted "I'm coming!" at the same time. That elicited laughter from Kikue and Raine but the girls who were coming weren't laughing. 

Maria slammed her body down hard against me a couple more times before dropping one final time, her pussy spasming around my prick bringing me closer to orgasm but not quite there yet. 

Dana fell forward as her orgasm overtook her, reaching out to the couch for support. Her cunt coated my chin with girl-cum as she tried to catch her breath. I continued licking at her clit.

Rolling my eyes up from this I saw Robin, Alex, Chris, and Raine. Alex had taken his clothes off and, yes, he was very muscular. Chris too had taken his clothes off. Alex was holding Robin in his arms. She was off the ground, her legs wrapped around Alex's strong hips, his cock buried deep inside her. Chris stood behind Robin, stroking his cock in and out of her ass with hammer strokes. Actually, Alex was absorbing most of the force of those strokes. 

Alex and Chris has sandwiched my girlfriend and were stroking their cocks in and out of her body. She moaned and gasped in orgasm at the twin assault. She was having a great time.

Raine was massaging their balls with her fingers and helping to re-insert any cock that became dislodged. I saw all of this from a very low angle. My twinge of jealousy was tempered by the fact that I knew how much Robin was enjoying herself.

All three orgasming women moaned and groaned, gasped and whined, as their orgasms washed over them. It was something to hear mixed with the slapping sounds of Chris fucking Robin's ass. I had never heard anything so sexy.

Maria rolled off of me but didn't stray too far. She settled down between my legs, gently nudging Kikue aside. She began massaging my balls with her lips and fingers. Dana rose from atop my face, turned her back to me, and settled her pussy down over my raging cock. She sank low and sat there for a minute.

I could feel how much tighter Dana's pussy was than Maria's. I felt Maria lick at not just my balls, but also Dana's clit. Her tongue and hands were active all around the junction of my cock and Dana's cunt.

Kikue seemed at a lose as what to do. I gestured her over to me. She came to me and kissed me. It was a shy kiss but I pressed my tongue up, parting her lips, and kissed her. I worked my tongue in and around inside her mouth.

When she broke the kiss and looked at me, I whispered, "Sit on my face."

As Dana began stroking her body up and down on my cock in long steady strokes, I watched Kikue take off her black dress. She had small tits, pale skin, and her pussy was completely shaved. I could see the entire area had a ruddy tinge to it. She was very turned on.




Double Trouble Ch. 06



I heard Robin shout again in orgasm saying, "Yes, fuck it just like that." I didn't try to see what was happing to her.

Kikue straddled my head and, looking down into my eyes, lowered her crotch down over my mouth. I could see the dark lips of her pussy flowered open and revealing the pink interior of her cunt. She caressed my head with her hands as she did this.

As I had done with Maria, and Dana before her, I slashed my tongue between the little Japanese woman's pussy lips and stroked up and down until I found her clit. Her pussy was small and compact. I sucked gently at her clit and licked it with my tongue round and round.

Dana was grunting as she stroked my cock with her cunt faster and faster. She dropped her body down onto my hips harder and harder. Soon she was driving us both toward orgasm.

Kikue whispered quietly down to me, "Please suck harder."

I did as instructed, surprised and pleased to receive it, pulling her clit into my mouth with tremendous suction. What would hurt most women turned Kikue on something fierce. It wasn't long before she was moaning and gasping atop my face.

"Fuck that's good," Dana exclaimed before she came again, pounding her body down against mine harder and harder until she finally stopped, sitting her whole weight down on me. As she came, her cunt rippled up and down my prick.

I could feel my balls begin to tingle and when Maria resumed licking them, I came. I groaned up into Kikue's pussy, still sucking hard at her clit. I felt the cum travel up my cock and blast deep into Dana's cunt.

"Fuck yea," Kikue groaned loudly above me, beginning to lose her shyness.

I realized that I had been sucking on Kikue's clit way harder than I had planned to as I came. Since she enjoyed it so much, I continued to suck extra hard on her clit, driving her higher and higher. I emptied myself into Dana as I ate Kikue.

"Yes, make me come," Kikue urged, not caring about anything but the feeling I was giving her.

My cock deflated in Dana's cunt as she sat there, gasping for air. Maria came around and kissed Kikue. She kissed her long and deep. She caressed her tits and rolled her little nipples.

Kikue shouted as she came atop my face, coating my chin with her girl-cum. She held my head with her hands, pulling me up by my hair against her cunt. I didn't resist and continued sucking hard until I felt her relax, her orgasm subsiding.

***

Kikue, Maria, Dana, and I sat on the floor and watched what was going on just a yard or two away from us. 

Chris was sitting on a dining room chair, Raine licking his deflated cock clean. Robin was on her back on the couch, I could see traces of Chris' cum leaking from her asshole. Alex was half-standing over her, driving his prick in and out of her pussy. 

"Fuck it," Robin groaned, coming again and again around the older man's cock.

The slapping sounds filled the room as Alex pounded his prick into my girlfriend. I felt the jealousy rise up but I didn't do anything about it. I reminded myself who she was and what we were doing here. Alex was going home with Maria and Robin was going home with me. This was my lifestyle now and we would be doing this all the time.

Shaking myself from my thoughts I shouted to Alex, "Give it to her good!"

Alex nodded as he fucked Robin, sweat pouring down his back. He was strong. His muscles rippled as he stroked his cock deeply in and out of her again and again.

We all had a good vantage point, watching his cock and balls as they pummeled Robin's widespread pussy. It was really hot to watch that. Maria and Dana were rubbing each other's tits as they watched.

"Yea, give it to me," Robin shouted.

Alex grunted and fell forward, pressing his cock deep into Robin. His gasping and moaning told me that he was coming inside of her. Finally he grunted one last time and a moment later pulled his deflating cock from her grasping cunt.

"Fuck yea," Robin sighed.

*** 

All of the women went upstairs while all of the men visited the bathroom and then the kitchen. I peed, drank some orange juice without Vodka, and scarfed down one of the little snack bars they had stocked the kitchen with. 

"You guys really tore up Robin good," I told them.

"You and I still have an appointment to keep with Kikue," Alex said with a smile.

"Fuckin' A," I replied as I made myself another glass of orange juice, this time with the Vodka. 

Alex and Chris started talking about everything they had done to Robin. They were pretty proud of themselves. I wasn't jealous. If somebody tells you something like that in front of your face, you usually don't have a reason to worry. It's the secrets that kill a relationship.

I took my screwdriver and headed upstairs, leaving the other two naked men down in the kitchen to finish their discussion. One of the bedrooms was empty but the other was filled with five sexy women. There were moans of pleasure mixed with the occasional giggle. I stood in the doorway and watched for a moment.

Raine was now completely naked. I could see that she had a tattoo on her stomach in addition to the tattoos on her arms. Her nipples were pierced with little dumbbells. Her belly button was pierced with a ring, as was her pussy. Actually, I could see at least three rings piercing her pussy. One ring was at the top, near her clit, while the other two pierced either of her pink pussy lips.

Raine was sitting on Robin's face. Robin's arms were pinned under Raine's legs and Raine had a handful of Robin's hair. She was moving my girlfriends face back and forth against her cunt.

I watched carefully to see if Robin was really struggling, but she wasn't. She made a show of it but I knew she'd be biting Raine if she really wanted to get away. That would have hurt.

Maria was lying between Robin's thighs. I couldn't see exactly what she was doing but her head was shaking vigorously from side to side. There were so many slurping sexy sounds in the room I couldn't tell who was making which sound.

Kikue was on her back under Maria's pussy, eating her. Maria was bigger than Kikue. I watched Kikue's pale little hands on Maria's ass as she licked her clit. That was sexy.

Having no room on the bed, Dana stood on the floor; bending low to lick at the hot pussy between Kikue's spread thighs. I watched the little blonde work on Kikue, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked hard on the little Japanese woman's clit. Her cute ass was in the air.

I drank half of my screwdriver and set it on the dresser before venturing into the room. I knelt on the floor behind Dana and pressed my face into her upturned pussy. She wiggled her ass as I pressed my tongue directly up into her fuck-hole.

"Oh, God, do that John," Dana moaned, lifting her head from Kikue to say that before dropping her lips back down to work on the little Japanese woman.

My cock was starting to get hard again but that wasn't my concern. I totally concentrated on Dana, eating her pussy. Everyone had been getting eaten except her and I had resolved to remedy that situation personally.

My nose nudged her asshole as my tongue fucked in and out of her cunt. I licked inside her pussy as deep as my tongue would go. Her fuck fluid and my saliva mixed and coated my chin.

Not satisfied with the job I was doing, I pulled back and inserted my middle finger into her cunt. Palm down I bent my finger down looking for her g-spot. When she clamped down hard on my finger I know I was at the right spot.

Raine said to Robin, "Eat that fucking pussy." Raine was the only one without a pussy in her face.

The whole room was a moaning mass of female pleasure. It was music to my ears. The smell of sex hung thick in the air.

I rubbed my finger on Dana's g-spot firmly. I could feel her cunt flex around my finger. I rubbed my finger back and forth against her g-post, bringing her quickly to orgasm. 

Dana began whining and writhing in orgasm, her cunt squeezing and rippling around my finger. My finger was coated with girl-cum that also coated her pussy and ran out onto my hand. Losing strength, she dropped to her knees, falling away from Kikue.

It wasn't too late for Kikue. As if in a chain reaction, Kikue came, followed by Maria, Robin, and, finally, Raine. The room got really loud with female orgasms.

I smiled and counted myself fortunate to be able to hear something like that. It was amazing. I pulled my hand free from Dana and stood up.

Alex and Chris had just arrived and were standing in the doorway. Their cocks were getting hard just watching what was happening in the bedroom. They approached the bed.

I gently tugged on Kikue's arm as I asked Alex, "Ready?"

Alex nodded and when Kikue emerged from under Maria's pussy, she looked at us and smiled. It was a shy smile. For a naked woman who had just eaten Maria to orgasm and then came herself to be shy toward the two men she had earlier asked to fuck her seemed a little strange to me. I tried not to laugh. I didn't want to insult her.

I led Kikue and Alex into the other bedroom. We stripped the bed down to the bottom sheet. Alex and I stood looking at Kikue, giving her a chance to dictate the action.

Kikue took the hint and, smiling at us, she laid down on the bed. She gestured Alex toward her pussy. She gestured me toward her mouth.

Alex and I looked at each other. We shrugged and smiled. Whatever she wanted was what we'd do.

Alex lay on the bed between Kikue's spread thighs and began eating her pussy. He slurped and sucked at her pussy loudly, making her moan with pleasure. He knew what he was doing.

I kissed Kikue and then sucked for a moment at one of her nipples. I rose up and knelt on the bed beside her head, presenting my hardening cock to her. She immediately sucked the head into her mouth and began stroking the shaft.

My cock became fully hard within a few seconds as she sucked hard on the head. Her hands were active on the shaft and my balls. It wasn't the best blowjob I had ever had but it got me hard.

Kikue whined in pleasure around my cock, as she sucked on the head. She twisted her fist around my shaft making me extra hard. That little extra twist did wonders.

Alex was lapping and slurping at Kikue's pussy for all he was worth. He soon had her hips twitching in anticipation of her impending orgasm. She was breathing hard through her nose. 

"Suck really hard on her clit," I told Alex.

He must have heeded my words, because Kikue immediately fell back on the bed, releasing me. She moaned and groaned in orgasm. I knelt down and sucked at her hard little nipples.

"Fuck," Kikue sighed, one of her hands at the back of my head and her other hand at the back of Alex's head.

Kikue released my head as her orgasm subsided a bit, though Alex didn't stop licking her clit. I heard moans of pleasure from the other room as Dana came into our room. She was such a cute little blonde. I stood up and welcomed her with a kiss.

"What are you guys up to in here?" she asked me.

"We're gonna DP Kikue," I told her. "Want to help?"

Dana grinned, nodded, and dropped to her knees in front of me. She took my rock-hard cock into her mouth and tightly dragged her lips down the shaft. She put her hands on my ass to guide me.

I moaned in pleasure.

Kikue had Alex on the edge of the bed and on his back. She was sucking hard on the head of his big cock as I watched, her hands stroking and twisting the shaft.

Dana stroked my cock with her lips as I watched Kikue stroke Alex with her hands. Kikue didn't take more than the head of Alex's prick in her mouth while Dana took over half of my dick into her mouth on every stroke. 

Of course, neither of them could match Robin who regularly managed to take almost my entire prick down her throat. Robin was in the next room and, from the sound of it, was getting fucked hard by Chris. I wasn't jealous more than a twinge.

Dana worked up to a good blowjob rhythm, making my head swim with pleasure. I lightly put my hand on Dana's head, not really guiding her but instead letting her know how much I was enjoying her efforts. I watched with glassy eyes as Alex pulled Kikue up onto his lap and, with his strong hands, sank her little body down around his big cock.

"So tight," Alex groaned.

Kikue gripped Alex shoulders firmly as she tried to let her cunt get accustomed to the width of this new intruder. I could see how tightly her little cunt was wrapped around his shaft, making me wonder how in the world Alex and I were going to be able to fuck her at the same time. My cock was bigger than his.

Kikue rose up and down gingerly on Alex's pole. Her pussy juices flowed down across his balls, but yet I could see him grimace at the tight constriction of her cunt.

After only three or four strokes, Kikue lifted herself off his raging hard-on and turned around, her back to him. I worried that she would fall of the bed as they were right on the edge of it, but Alex was helping and his feet were on the floor. She reached down and guided his long wet rod to her tender asshole. 

As Dana continued to stroke my hard cock with her lips I watched Kikue slowly work her ass down Alex's long prick. Inch after inch, her tightly-stretched asshole swallowed his meat. Finally, Alex groaning in both pleasure and pain, Kikue managed to settle her ass down onto his abdomen. The entirety of Alex's meaty spike was buried solidly up the little Japanese woman's ass.

"Oh shit, that feels good," Kikue exclaimed, much to everyone's amazement. It was not so much the fact that she said it, but how loudly she said it that was so amazing. Her shyness had completely evaporated.

"You sure have a tight fucking ass," Alex groaned beneath her.

Kikue wiggled her ass from side to side, driving Alex's dick in and out of her about an inch. Then she said, "It's about to get even tighter. John, get over hear and fuck my cunt with that big cock of yours!"

Hearing this, Dana slid her lips off my hard wet cock. She turned and looked at Kikue. Then she stood up and released me saying, "You heard her. Go fuck her!"

I smiled and almost laughed at that. Stepping up to the edge of the bed, I looked down at her. Her face looked so cute and innocent as she smiled up at me.

Alex's legs were spread wide, his cock deep inside of Kikue. Kikue's feet rested on Alex's knees, her bent legs also spread wide. Her small juicy cunt beckoned to me, though it looked impossibly small.

"Fuck me," Kikue called to me, swishing her hips side to side again, fucking Alex's dick in and out of her ass.

My cock was throbbing in anticipation. I stepped up, leaned down just a bit, and lined up my thick nine-inch cock with her small fuck-hole. I pressed forward and watched as her tight cunt wrapped around the head of my dick. 

Between Kikue's fuck juices and Dana's saliva, my cock slid into Kikue's pussy with little resistance beyond the impossible tightness that pressed in on my big cock. I had never been in a pussy so tight. It felt good but there was a good amount of pain mixed with the pleasure.

"Oh, yea," Kikue groaned. "That's what I need."

I wedged my cock all the way down into her cunt until my curly black pubic hair occluded her shaved pussy. The feeling of her tightly-stretched fuck-hole gripping my prick was all encompassing. It was such sweet agony.

Alex groaned. My cock penetrating into her cunt made her ass that much tighter around his tool. He began rocking his hips up into her, driving his dick half way out before slicing it back into her ass.

Kikue moaned in pleasure. Her pussy began to relax around our cocks. This was not the first time for her.

I joined Alex's fucking motions in and out of Kikue's body. The three of us fell into a slow sexy rhythm. We worked together.

At first we fucked Kikue so only one cock was all the way inside of her at a time. As Alex withdrew his cock from her ass, I jammed my prick deep into her cunt. When I pulled out, Alex fucked up into her ass again. We alternated like that for a while, building speed as we went.

Kikue came on our cocks, shouting, "Holy shit, that's so fucking good. Don't stop."

After her orgasm her body was more relaxed, allowing us to fuck her in synch. She loved that. We both slammed our hips forward at the same time, driving both of our pricks into her at the same time, filling her completely. She gasped with pleasure every time we did that.

After a few minutes of this Alex and I were slamming our cocks into her faster and faster. Alex held her in place with his hands as we fucked into her with wild abandon. 

"Yes," Kikue shouted. "Come in my ass."

I was nowhere near coming but Alex and Kikue were right on the edge. Alex groaned and gasped, thrusting his cock deep into Kikue's butt. I kept fucking but her cunt was so tight that the pain and pressure actually held my orgasm at bay. It would take several minutes for me to come, in any event.

Kikue bucked and twitched as the feeling of Alex's cum deep in her bowels pushed her over the edge into a huge orgasm. She shuddered and gasped for breath. The she shouted in orgasm before collapsing back on top of Alex.

I was still fucking Kikue, but she put up her hands, silently asking me to stop. Reluctantly, I pulled out of Kikue. She was completely exhausted. I didn't blame her for needing a rest, but I needed to come.

I turned around, my cock hard, throbbing, and dripping with Kikue's girl-cum. I looked around for Dana but she was nowhere around. I stepped out of the room onto the landing and I heard voices coming from downstairs.

I glanced into the other bedroom and it was deserted but for Raine. She was slowly walking toward me. She looked very pretty naked with her pink hair, tattoos, and piercings. Most of her makeup had worn off. I saw that her breasts were nice and full, with little barbells through the nipples. Her pussy had a runway strip of pink hair just above her slit.

"You looking for somewhere to put that big dick of yours?" she asked as she sexily walked up to me and took my hard throbbing cock in her left hand and slowly stroked it.

I nodded. I put my arm around her and bent down to kiss her. She was the only woman I hadn't fucked and I was insanely curious. Of course, in the state I was in at that moment I probably would have fucked any woman.

Raine pulled her head back a bit before I could kiss her, still slowly stroking my cock with her left hand. She caressed my cheek with her right hand and said, "Not so fast, big boy. We need a safe word."

"What for?" I asked reflexively. Though I knew what one was, I had never had a call to used one before.

She smiled at me and said, "In case I slap you or pull your hair and you decide to puss out." She lightly slapped my face and pulled my hair with her right hand as she said that.

My eyes grew wide at that. I don't know why I was so surprised. Robin had warned me, after all.

"I know," she said, "how about 'chicken'?"

"Okay," I said with a smile. "You tell me 'chicken' and I'll stop."

"Oh, honey, the safe word is for you. I'll never use it," she told me. Then she interlaced her fingers in my hair, kissed me lightly on the lips, and, backing up, pulled me into the room after her. When we reached the bed she spun me around and pushed me back on the bed.

She was stronger than she looked. I could have resisted more but I chose to go along with it and see what she did. Lying back on the bed, my cock was stranding straight up and throbbing strongly in anticipation.

Raine jumped on the bed after me. She immediately laid down on top of me and kissed me. She took my hands in her hands and pressed them to the bed on either side of me head.

I let her. I kissed her back. I pressed my tongue into her mouth, feeling the smooth metal of her tongue piercing against mine. I could feel my hard cock pressing against her thigh. I let her take control.




Double Trouble Ch. 06



Raine broke the kiss and pulled her knees all the way up to her hands in one bouncy motion. Then she rose up on her knees and looked down at me.

It had all happened so fast that I didn't know what she was doing at first. Then I found my arms pinned to the bed by her legs and her pussy not two inches from my face. I could already see this was not going to be a typical encounter.

"Eat me," Raine commanded as she reached down, grabbed my hair, and pulled my head up the short distance to her pussy.

My nose nestled in the pink runway of pubic hair above her slit; I pressed my tongue up between the folders of her pussy. A ring pierced the hood above her clit and a ring pierced either pussy lip. I easily found her hard slick clit in the center of this triangle of piercings.

"Yea," she urged. "Lick my clit, like that." Her hand in my hair moved my head in all directions, guiding me how she liked to be licked.

I went with it. She was a cute girl and I liked her. She liked it rough and I was happy to oblige.

"You ever hope to get this big cock in my little pussy, you better eat it pretty fucking good," she taunted me as she reached behind her back and jacked on my hard cock for a few strokes.

I stroked my tongue all around her clit until she began squirming on my face more than usual. I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked on it. At first I sucked gently and then harder, like I had done to Kikue.

"You're gonna make me fucking come if you keep that up," she gasped, grinding her pussy down onto my face.

I sucked at her clit with my lips while batting the little nub around in my mouth with my tongue. She liked that almost as much as her partner had. I wasn't concerned about my vulnerable position; I just concentrated on making Raine come.

"Fucking good," Raine moaned as she came atop my face, girl-cum washing from her wet pussy into my chin. She gasped and sighed, wiggling atop me for a time. Then she looked down at me with a wicked grin.

I slowly and gently lapped at her clit, bringing her down from her orgasm gently. I felt I had proved something to her. 

"Well, John," she said looking down at me, my face half concealed below her pussy. "You've earned the opportunity to fuck me, but I'm not giving it to you."

I dropped my head back to the bed so I could say, "What?"

She chuckled. "I'm not giving it to you," she repeated. "You're gonna have to take it. That is, if you think you're man enough."

I took that as the challenge that it was intended to be. Again I remembered how Robin had told me that Raine could be extreme. Well, if she wanted extreme, that's what she was about to get.

I pushed up with my right arm and Raine tumbled to the side. She was stronger than she looked but she only weighed a little over a hundred pounds. Her weight couldn't really hold me down.

Raine yelped as she fell off my face and rolled off the bed. She landed face down on the floor and tried to get up. She made it up to her knees but I prevented her from getting to her feet with one hand on her shoulder as I stood up in front of her.

I released her shoulder but grabbed a good amount of pink hair on top of her head with my right hand. With my left hand, I grabbed my cock and lined it up with her mouth. I had never taken a woman by force before. Of course, I would have stopped immediately if she had cried 'chicken'.

Raine said, "If you don't want me to bite it, you'd better slap me in the face first."

I was shocked by this, as I was about most things Raine did. The shock wasn't necessarily bad; it was just unexpected. I slapped her lightly on the cheek.

"I thought you said you were a man," Raine taunted.

I slapped her solidly across her pretty face. I felt bad about it, even though she had asked for it. My mother always taught me to never strike a woman but this is what turned Raine on.

"Is that all you've got?" she asked.

I slapped her in the face three times, the loud smack of my hand filling the little room. That seemed to mollify her as she opened her mouth for me. I didn't hesitate to drive my cock deep into her little mouth.

Raine sucked firmly on my cock, her lips stretched tight around my thick shaft. I could feel her tongue ring against the underside of my dick. I stroked my prick in and out of her mouth several times before pulling out.

"Suck that cock good, bitch," I told her, hoping I was saying what she wanted to hear.

"Fuck my mouth," she gasped.

I took her at her word. I grabbed her hair again and pulled her onto my raging cock. I pulled her back and forth by my grip on her hair. I stroked my cock with her mouth. It was surreal. After many strokes, my cock rock-hard, I pulled out.

Raine gasped to catch her breath. "Now what are you going to do?" she asked in a taunting tone.

I reached down and jerked her up by her arm. She struggled to get away. "Want to cry 'chicken'?" I asked her.

She shook her head but still struggled. This was all part of her game. I was more than willing to play along.

I grabbed Raine around the neck with my left hand and put my right hand between her legs. Her pussy was sopping wet. Without releasing her I laid her down on the bed. I nestled my hips between her thighs, her legs kicking at my ass.

With my left hand on her throat and my right hand guiding my cock, I pressed the flaring head to her fuck-hole. I slipped my cock inside of Raine in one swift stroke. I pressed my cock deep until my balls brushed her ass.

I groaned in pleasure.

She slapped me in the face. Her hands were free. I grabbed her wrists with my hands and pressed them into the bed. 

She bucked and squirmed under me, trying to get away. We both knew that she wanted it. She looked up at me and said, "Well, you got it in me. So now what? Are you man enough to make me come?"

In response, I stroked my big cock slowly in and out of her tight clasping cunt. She wasn't as painfully tight as Kikue, thank god. She was tight enough to make me feel totally enveloped.

At the point I would normally start fucking faster and harder, I actually slowed down, savoring the tight feel of her pussy. I also figured this would frustrate Raine a bit. I was right.

"Are you teasing me, you bastard? That's not fair," she moaned.

I kissed her mouth and bent my head to lick one of her pierced nipples. My hands were busy holding her arms to the bed. She struggled, trying to fuck me faster than I was fucking her. I easily compensated, not letting her have her way. 

Taking a different strategy, Raine said, "If you fuck me any faster, you'd probably come right away, huh?"

Though I realized she was just trying to get me to stop teasing her, I still had to show her that she was wrong. She knew the right buttons to push with me. It worked, even though I knew she was pushing them.

I began fucking Raine faster and harder, driving my prick in and out of her tight fuck-hole again and again. I felt the cool rings piercing her pussy occasionally touch me. I found that sexy.

"So, is that all you've got?" Raine asked. She wasn't pretending to try to get away anymore.

I slapped my hips down against hers faster and faster, the smacking sounds of sex filling the room. My cock felt so good inside Raine but I was not yet close to coming. The earlier pain from Kikue had set me back quite a bit.

Raine gasped and moaned beneath me but then she said between breaths, "I thought... your cock... was longer... than that. You can't... go any... deeper?"

I released her wrists, lifted myself up, and slipped my arms under her legs, lifting them up. I leaned forward again, bending Raine double and lifting her ass off the bed a bit. My cock hit bottom. 

"Oh fuck," Raine exclaimed in pleasure, done taunting me for a moment.

I worked my hips back and forth, jamming my big dick deep inside of her on each stroke. My hips and thighs slapped her thighs and ass loudly as I reamed her little fuckhole as best I could.

"That's it. Fuck that cunt," Raine cried, her orgasm rising and cresting. It crashed down inside her and washed through her body. She moaned and twisted beneath me in pleasure.

I waited a moment and then pulled my hard slick cock from the confines of her tight cunt. I reached down with one hand and guided the head to her asshole below.

"No, not the ass, you bastard," she cried, trying to struggle beneath me. She was bent double with her knees at her shoulders. She couldn't get away.

"Oh, really?" I said, truly concerned that I had stepped over a line with her.

She looked at me with a frown and said calmly, "I didn't use the safe word."

"Oh, right," I said, shaking off my concern.

To get us back on track, Raine said, "You're cock's too big to fit in my tight little ass. You probably can't even get it in."

I smirked at her and pressed my hips forward. Her ass spread wide around the flaring head of my enraged cock. My cock was so slick from her girl-cum that it slipped into her ass without too much effort.

"Oh, god," Raine moaned, unable to hide the pleasure of feeling my cock sliding deep into her ass.

Her ass wasn't so tight that it hurt like it had with Kikue. I wasted little time before I started stroking my cock in and out of her faster and faster. I assumed that she liked it hard and fast in her ass just as she liked it in her cunt.

I was right. Raine moaned and bucked beneath me. Her hands were free but she didn't try to slap me. Instead she rubbed her clit with her fingers and then slipped three fingers into her cunt.

I fucked Raine's ass with my big hard cock, my hips slapping against her upturned ass on every powerful stroke. At the same time she fucked her fingers in and out of her own pussy. She was driving herself quickly to another orgasm.

"Fuck my ass," Raine urged, her orgasm nearing.

I worked my hips back and forth, my cock tingling with a far-off orgasm. I looked down and watched as my long hard cock hammered into her ass over and over as her fingers fucked down into her cunt. The slapping sounds were loud in the small room.

"I'm coming, you bastard," Raine groaned, her orgasm washing over her. Her cunt coated her fingers with girl-cum as she twisted in pleasure beneath me. She gasped and sighed as her orgasm abated.

As Raine struggled to catch her breath I heard a familiar voice behind me ask, "John, what are you doing?"

It was Robin.

I glanced at her and smiled. She was still naked and looked beautiful. I was close to orgasm, though, and overcome with lust. I said, "Come help me hold this bitch down so I can fuck her tits and come in her face."

Robin's eyes grew wide at that. I had never said anything like that to anyone before. To my delight she smiled at me, hopped onto the bed above Raine's head, and grabbed her wrists.

As Robin pressed Raine's hands to the bed, she bent down and kissed her. She then looked up at me and asked, "What's the safe word?"

"'Chicken'," I told her as I pulled my cock from Raine's ass. I pulled her legs down and straddled her stomach. My cock was still somewhat slick and I laid my throbbing member between Raine's big tits.

Robin pulled Raine's hands up the bed so she could kneel on them. She reached out and grabbed the woman's pale pierced breasts. She pushed them together with her hands, enveloping my cock in the warm soft skin.

"This isn't fair," Raine complained before lifting her head and sucking at one of Robin's hanging tits.

I fucked my hips back and forth, driving my hard cock in and out of the valley between Raine's tits. It felt so good to feel her soft skin not only around my hard cock but also against my balls. My orgasm was getting closer. This was going to do it.

Robin opened Raine's tits long enough to suck on my cock for a second. Once she had my prick coated with her saliva she let it drop back down onto Raine's chest and pressed her tits together again.

The slickness of Robin's saliva made it easier to titty-fuck Raine. Soon my hips where fucking back and forth faster and faster. I watched as the head peaked out of the top of Raine's cleavage on each stroke. 

"I'm coming," I announced, my balls and legs tingling with pleasure.

Robin released Raine's tits, grabbed my cock, and pumped me strongly with her little fist. She aimed my cock into Raine's face as she lifted the back of the woman's head with her other hand.

Raine looked into my eyes as I looked down into hers. I came. My cum blasted out of my cock and hit her in the forehead.

Before another blast could erupt from my cock, Raine bent her head and took my cock into her mouth. She sucked on my like a straw, drawing the cum from me with tremendous suction. Robin pumped my cock hard and fast into Raine's mouth.

I filled Raine's mouth with the rest of my cum. I trembled, nearly collapsing on top of Raine as she continued to suck strongly at my dick. I landed on my side but I didn't dislodge Raine. Her sucking mouth felt so good.

Robin kissed me, releasing Raine. I kissed her back as Raine continued to attend to my deflating cock. I was contented for the moment.



Double Trouble Ch. 07



As I drove through town towards Angela's apartment, Robin and I discussed her plan to confront her best friend of ten years. Snow steadily fell from the sky and I had the heat on full. Robin still wore her thin turquoise dress from the night before, so it was a challenge to keep her warm. The roads were slick with ice that had formed overnight, so I drove slowly, which gave us even more time to formulate her plan. 

Forgiveness is a funny thing.

Robin really wanted to forgive Angela. One thing that was very true about Robin since I had first met her was that she really didn't like negative emotions. She was a hot fiery redhead. She was quick to anger but she didn't like it. She always regretted it afterward. 

So, in forgiving Angela, Robin would be able to let go of her own negative emotions. In reality for most people, but especially for Robin, forgiveness is a selfish act. It's done to make her feel better. 

Now, I forgive my mother no matter what she says and, God knows, she never apologizes. Robin was different. For her to truly forgive Angela and really let it go, she needed Angela to express regret and exhibit a true act of contrition. Angela fulfilled Robin's requirements for forgiveness by texting her how sorry she was and then setting up the party we enjoyed so much the previous evening.

I parked in the parking garage of the complex and we both went up to the apartment, her code still working on the front door. I offered to stay behind but Robin insisted I accompany her. So, it was with mixed emotions that I stood behind her as she knocked on the door.

The door swung open quickly to reveal Angela. Her long blond hair was damp and she wore only a thin pink robe. She flashed us a really big smile, glad to see Robin at her door.

Robin asked calmly, "Can we come in?"

Angela tried to suppress her excitement as she said, "Yes, of course, please come in."

Robin walked into the apartment she used to share with Angela and sat down on the familiar living room couch. Angela took the cue and sat down beside her. I closed the door behind us and sat behind Robin in a chair, feeling awkward.

Angela said softly and sincerely, "Robin, I was stupid and selfish. I am so sorry."

Robin nodded. "I got your text."

"Was 240 Union good?" Angela asked, undisguised hope on her face.

Robin nodded again, "Yes, it was delicious."

"Great. And did everyone show up at The Burnsley?" Angela asked.

"Yes, the hotel was awesome. I was really surprised that you did that for us and, yes, everyone showed up," Robin said, not really knowing who had been invited but not wanting to quibble over small stuff.

"Great," Angela said with a sigh of relief.

"Look," Robin said calmly, "Angela, I know that cost you a lot of your savings. I don't want you to spend all your money on me. I'm not mad at you anymore. I forgive you."

Angela's eyes went wide with surprise. "Really?" she asked, tears forming in her eyes.

Robin nodded. "I don't like being angry with you. I'm so glad you admit that you were wrong. You've shown me that you really do regret what you did. That's why I can forgive you."

Angela smiled, relief written all over her face, and said, "I can't tell you how happy I am to hear you say that." She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "So, you're moving back in, yes?"

I couldn't see the expression on Robin's face but I knew it wasn't good because I saw the concern on Angela's face. Robin said, "No, of course not."

"Why not? You've forgiven me," Angela said, confused.

"Why not? You have royally fucked me over for the last ten years. Angela, I don't want you in my life anymore," Robin said irritated at having to state the obvious. "We're just here to let you know that I'm not going to waste any more time being mad at you and you can stop spending money on me. And, of course, we're here to pick up the rest of my stuff."

Angela was stunned.

Forgiveness and trust are two very different things. 

To forgive someone was one thing. But to let that person back into your life and trust that she would not repeat the behavior was something else entirely. That was the big leap and was always a truly risky act. 

I did it for Robin. I was in love. I forgave her for testing me and gave her my trust again. But, what Angela did to Robin was bigger than anything Robin had done to me. I did not really believe that Robin would ever trust Angela again. I mean, the Pope forgave the man who shot him and even made him cry, but he didn't put a gun in the guy's hand and let him try again.

The previous day, I had repeatedly asked Robin if she was ready to forgive Angela. I knew that the only way she could get past it and move on was to be able to forgive her childhood friend. To hold a grudge really hurts the person holding the grudge. Eventually the target moves on but the grudge-holder can remain a prisoner of that pain and anger for years. 

I was in a new relationship with Robin and I didn't want her spending all of her time fretting over what Angela had done to her. That was my selfishness. I rationalized my actions by telling myself that I was just trying to push Robin to do what was best for her own well-being. Now, just because it was my own selfish rationalization didn't mean that it wasn't actually true.

Angela cried.

I never liked to see a woman cry. I did feel pity for her. I didn't think that Robin should trust her; on the contrary, I thought she was doing the right thing. I just hated to see any woman crying, even if she did deserve it. I instinctively wanted to go to Angela and comfort her, but I couldn't think of any good way for that to turn out, so I stayed where I was.

Robin stood up and walked to her bedroom. I followed quickly behind her and we began putting all of her stuff into boxes. The apartment was furnished so we didn't have to worry about moving furniture, thank goodness. My corvette has almost negative cargo space but Robin's SUV, still in the parking garage, could comfortably hold all of her belongings.

I made three round trips down to the parking garage while Robin packed the boxes. Angela cried on the couch during the first two trips but she had started to collect herself by the third. It was awkward.

Robin packed the last two boxes and looked around the room one last time. She sighed.

"You okay?" I asked her.

She nodded. "It's just that this is the end of one long chapter of my life. Angela and I moved here from Boston together. It was a big deal for us. And, you know, we did have a lot of had fun together. We really did."

I nodded. I figured it was natural to feel sad at a time like that. I let her have her moment without comment.

She took a deep breath. Then she looked at me and smiled. She said, "But it's also the start of a brand new chapter of my life."

I smiled back at her and nodded. I was there to support her, not impose my own thoughts on her. So I didn't say anything.

We picked up the boxes and walked to the living room where Angela still sat, wearing her pink robe. Her hair had dried but it looked tangled. She looked forlorn as she examined us.

"Oh, and one more thing," Robin said to her. "We like the people at TSC. So, could you please find yourself a new sex club?"

TSC stood for The Sophisticates' Club. TSC is what all the regulars called it. Robin and Angela were both regulars.

Angela's face flushed. She stood up and said, "I like the people at TSC, too. I'll go there if I want to."

Robin looked at her sadly and shook her head. "Do you really want me to tell everyone at TSC what you did to me? You can see them elsewhere, just not at the club. Okay?"

Angela started to say something but then stopped. She searched Robin's face for a glimmer of hope and found none. Finally, she nodded.

***

We hadn't heard the last from Angela. She tried to contact Robin over and over but Robin always turned her away.

Angela didn't show up at TSC again, which was a great relief to both of us. I too like the people at TSC the more I get to know them. They were good people.

It has now been two months since Robin moved out. It's early December and we are making plans for the holidays. Perhaps that will be another story if anything interesting happens.

As I write this, it's a bright Sunday afternoon and there's a fresh foot of snow on the ground. The snow usually doesn't last more than a day or two in Denver so Robin is out walking our new dog so she can take it in. We don't live in the best part of town but it is safer than some, especially in broad daylight on a snow day. As for the dog, it's a two-year-old Smooth Fox Terrier that we picked up from a shelter a few weeks ago. 

We are also considering buying a house once the economy improves enough for one or both of us to get a loan. That could be a little ways off from now. We haven't talked about marriage yet. It's still early in our relationship for that. The talk about buying a house is early too, but that is probably a year or two out anyway.

Last night was my fourth visit to TSC and I had a great time. I am really getting comfortable with the lifestyle and I really like the people, as I mentioned before. The more comfortable I get with TSC the better time I have.

Yesterday, at about five o'clock we had dinner at IHOP. We don't like to eat heavy before going to the club and we both love breakfast foods for dinner. We're not into fancy dining on a regular basis either so IHOP is perfect for us most of the time.

We were casually dressed for winter with flannel plaid shirts, jeans, and boots. Some people get dressed up for TSC while others dress casual. We are mostly the casual sorts in winter. We decided that in spring, summer, or early fall we'd dress up for TSC but in winter we'd dress warm. Of course, Robin, always sexy, kept the top three snaps open, giving her some cleavage.

After we ordered, Robin asked me, "Are you ready for tonight?"

I nodded, admitting, "I'm so horny I can barely stand it."

"Hmm," she said. Then she said in a soft voice so no one could hear, "Sounds like you need to take the edge off so you can last longer." There was mischievous sparkle in her pretty green eyes.

I smiled at that. "What did you have in mind?" I asked. She was always full of spontaneous surprises.

She stood up, leaned forward, exposing her cleavage to me as she did so, and whispered in my ear, "Follow close behind me and I'll show you how I take care of my man." With that she walked toward the restrooms.

I quickly got up and followed her. I watched her mane of red-orange hair waving back and forth across her back as she walked away. My eyes were then drawn to her ass, which filled out her tight jeans perfectly.

I let her lead me several steps ahead so it didn't look too obvious that we were up to no good. She led me back to the restrooms, which ran alongside the kitchen. I was just wondering whether she'd duck into the men's room or the ladies' room when she ducked into the janitorial supply closet. She left the door open enough for me to slip in and close it behind me. The door had no lock.

Robin was there, kissing me hard on the mouth. The closet smelled of bleach but Robin smelled of vanilla and her mouth tasted sweet. I pulled her to me and pressed my tongue deep into her mouth.

Robin writhed her sexy little hips against mine, rubbing my hard cock through my jeans with her stomach. She was shorter than me. She grabbed my ass in her hands and pulled me against her as we kissed.

There was very little about Robin I didn't adore. I loved her red hair, green eyes, and big tits. I loved how good she made me feel physically and emotionally when I was with her. Most of all, I loved how daring she was. This was daring.

Robin broke the kiss and glanced around the little room. She sat down on a box of toilet paper next to a mop in a bucket of dirty water. She spread her legs wide so I could stand between them.

I stood between her legs with my back to the closed door as Robin unzipped my jeans. She reached into the hole in my boxers and fished out my cock. It was already hard and throbbing with excitement as it bounced free.

I looked down into her pretty freckled face as she looked up at me and ran her tongue up along the underside of my shaft. My head swam with pleasure when she flicked her tongue back and forth against the sensitive skin just under the head. "Oh shit," I sighed softly.

Robin smiled up at me and then pursed her lips together. She kissed them to the head of my cock and slowly pressed forward. Her warm wet mouth slowly enveloped the head of my cock.

The sight of my long hard rod protruding obscenely from Robin's pretty face mesmerized me. I wanted put my hand on her head and drive my cock deep down her throat. But I didn't want to mess up her hair and she had said she wanted to show me how good she could take care of me. So I braced one hand against the wall for support and put the other behind my back.

Robin pressed forward, driving my prick deeper and deeper into her mouth and then down her throat, until only the inch inside my jeans remained unconsumed. She had eight of my nine inches in her mouth and throat. She held her lips closed tight in an attempt to prevent her saliva from wetting my jeans.

I groaned and whispered, "Oh, baby, I love you."

Robin pulled back just a bit and then began bobbing her head back and forth in short fast strokes. She was just driving the head in and out of her throat while her lips wrapped tight around the bottom portion of my shaft. She was throat-fucking herself on my dick.

"That feels so good," I whispered in ecstasy.

Robin pulled her mouth off my cock with a loud slurping sound that I hoped no one heard through the door. She stroked my slick cock in her fist quickly as she whispered up to me "I want your cum." It was more of a hiss than a whisper and more of a command than a plea.

"I'm not holding back," I whispered with a smile. I knew she'd take that as more of a challenge than anything else. I was right.

Robin sank her mouth back around my cock. She drove her face on and off my prick in long strong strokes. Her lips gripped my tightly, slurping loudly as she went.

Through the door I could hear the clink of dishes and talking from the kitchen. I heard patrons coming and going to the restroom. But the loudest sound to me was the nasty sexy slurping sounds of Robin's sweet mouth devouring my cock. It filled the little room and I found myself worrying that someone might hear us through the walls.

The worries were swept aside by the sweet friction of Robin's lips on my shaft. It didn't take very long before my dick started to tingle in approaching orgasm. When the tingle spread to my balls and thighs I knew she was pushing me over the brink.

"I'm coming," I tried to whisper but instead groaned out louder than I had planned to.

Robin pulled her head back until only the flaring head of my engorged cock was between her full lips. She used both hands to stroke my prick, milking me into her mouth. Her grip was tight and her strokes fast.

I thrust my hips forward, letting her have all of my cock as I emptied myself into her. I felt cum race up my shaft and blast into Robin's waiting mouth again and again. I knew she was more than capable and I didn't worry about anything in that moment but the sweet feeling of coming in Robin's mouth.

Robin was still swallowing my load, her lips gripped tight around the head of my dick, when the door opened behind me. I was still coming down from my orgasm but the sudden rush of air brought me to my senses. I didn't move.

"Excuse me, sir," came a man's voice behind me. "You can't do that here."

I knew what was coming next. Assuming he didn't call the police, he was going to kick us out of the restaurant. Still holding my position and hiding Robin's face, and my cock, from his view, I pulled out my wallet. The man waited as I fished out two twenties and handed them back to him. I said, "I'm just renting your room. We'll be out in a minute."

Thankfully, the man took the money. Forty dollars wasn't a lot but it was enough for a waiter at IHOP to look the other way. At least, I hoped it was enough.

The door closed behind me and Robin cleaned my cock with her mouth well enough that I could put it back in my jeans without any trace of saliva or cum on them. She wiped her face with the back of her hand to be sure no cum had escaped. Then with a satisfied sigh, she just smiled up at me.

"You definitely know how to take care of your man," I told her with a grin.

We slipped out of the closet and into the restrooms. I peed and washed my face while Robin fixed her makeup. We made it back to the table without being accosted any further.

Robin's lips were a little swollen, making her look even sexier to me. She had fixed her makeup so that was the only outward sign that anything had happened. I knew the blowjob had really got her going but I also know she was going to get more than enough orgasms before the night was over.

Dinner was delicious; though the waitress gave us interesting looks that told me she probably knew what we had done. I didn't let it bother me. The danger of getting caught, and the occasional actually getting caught, was part of the thrill. It came with the territory of being with someone as wild as Robin.

We got to TSC at around six-thirty. There was no line so we went to the counter and I paid my fifty dollars. Nick was working the register and we started talking about his business.

Robin asked, "Is it okay if I go on inside?"

I said, "Sure babe, go ahead."

Nick told me that business was pretty light and he might have to shut down soon. He said, "There will probably be about ten couples here tonight. At fifty dollars each, that's five hundred dollars. That doesn't even pay the mortgage on this place."

"Can you raise the prices or charge the single girls?" I asked.

"I've already started charging the single girls twenty dollars. Any more and they wouldn't show up. It barely covers their drinks," he told me.

"So, how about charging for the drinks?" I asked.

"I'd have to pay a bartender to keep up with it. That'd be hardly even worth it."

"What if you raise the fifty dollar fee?" I asked.

"Nobody would show up. If I raise the prices and less people would start showing up, those that did show up would be upset. The party would be smaller, less exciting, and they would be paying more for it. So, they would have less incentive to come back," he said.

"Well maybe we need ways to get them to show up more than once a month if we open it back up. Let me think about it," I told him.

"If you come up with any ideas, let me know," he said sincerely.

I told him I would. I am still thinking about it and haven't come up with anything yet. If something comes of it that might be another story. We'll see. I'd hate to see TSC shut down.

Anyway, I found Robin at a table talking to the Barrett's. The DJ hadn't arrived yet and so the place was quiet. That would soon change. 

Robin had a drink in front of her and an empty chair beside her, which had a fresh rum and coke in front of it for me. She was very thoughtful. I sat down.

The Barrett's were like all of the couples that came to TSC, unique. Every couple had a certain way they liked to swing. The Barrett's liked full on orgies. The more people involved the better they liked it. They did this together for the most part. Robin and I were similar.

Even if a couple wasn't married we usually referred to them by the man's last name. Just for convenience. For example, Chris and Dana were the Ivanov's, even though Dana was a Smith. It made it easier to keep everything straight in my mind.

I kept a mental catalog of every couple and their preference so I didn't get confused and embarrass myself. For example, the Russo's, the couple with the towels I had first encountered waiting with us to get in; they liked swapping with another couple in the Jacuzzis.




Double Trouble Ch. 07



We chatted with the Barrett's, Jake and Shelly, for a while until the DJ arrived and the music started. We chatted about the weather, local events, but mostly about the Broncos. It's deep into football season and Denverites loves their Broncos. 

Robin and I glanced at each other as the music got started and we asked the Barrett's if they wanted to dance. The four of us went out on the dance floor and had a great time. I had finished my drink and was only slightly buzzed. I wasn't a big drinker and it didn't take much, two or three drinks usually did the trick. Of course, sexual attraction is its own buzz and Shelly was hot. 

Shelly was a cute brunette with an ample butt. She was in her early thirties but I found her irresistible. She had a bubbly personality and danced like a total slut. She danced with me, rubbing her jean-clad ass back against my crotch. She danced with Robin, pressing her hips against Robin's ass. And she danced with Jake, her thirty-something husband, caressing his broad chest.

After a couple songs we all sat back down with new drinks. Glancing around I noticed that several couples had started to arrive. I saw Nick giving a tour to some looky-loos, a couple that didn't know whether or not they wanted to join.

The Ivanov's, Chris and Dana, showed up and sat at the table next to us. I greeted them. Over the past two months Chris had proposed to Dana and they were planning for their wedding. In my mental catalog I classified the Ivanov's as preferring to swing with a single other couple.

The Moore's were already here, Alex and Maria from the Penthouse. They were across the common room standing over another couple, the Erickson's, Anne and Josh, who were seated at a table. Both couples were very similar in my mental classification system. They both loved big groups but they liked to do their own thing. That way they could share tales of their adventures with their partners later. The main difference was that the Erickson's were younger, in their early thirties. Anne had shoulder-length black hair with blond streaks while Josh was a big man with short blond hair.

Over the next hour I socialized with many of the couples, occasionally dancing with one girl or the other. Robin and I always found each other. We shared what we had done with each other. I was very relaxed, especially after my third drink.

Over that hour three more couples showed up, the Blake's, the Fuller's, and the Gill's. That made eight couples; sixteen people. It was a start. I chatted with all of them, getting to know anyone I was less familiar with.

The Blake's, Terrance and Marla, were originally from California. Terrance was very muscular, working out nearly every day, with short black hair. Marla was a beautiful blonde babe with big fake tits. I'm not a big fan of fake tits but hers were spectacular. She always kept herself tanned, even in winter. They both liked to participate together in big groups.

The Fuller's, Frank and Melissa, were native Coloradan's in their late twenties. They lived in a really nice house in the mountains with their golden retriever, Buck. Frank was a businessman. He was a little overweight with pale skin. The girls liked him for his staying power. He preferred to watch during the early part of the night and then 'finish off' any women who were still horny after all the other guys were drained. Melissa was a very pale woman with dirty-blond hair. She was strong and agile from many hours on the slopes but she never got any sun. She loved to show off so she preferred big groups.

The Gill's, Mack and Rita, were an odd couple in their late thirties. They were very different from each other and each had their own preferences. Mack was a big barrel of a man. He preferred to find a woman who wanted to try out his very thick cock and take her to a private room with the peep-hole open so anyone could watch. Rita was a little overweight but very pretty with long brown hair. She had tattoos everywhere and loved to participate in big groups, especially if it meant she could get double-penetrated.

As you can see, it's a lot to keep up with.

It was eight o'clock and I was feeling pretty comfortable when I noticed a couple of pretty girls I had never seen before sitting at the table closest to the entrance. I could tell by their wide-eyed looks that they had never been here before. Fresh pussy.

I saw that they already had drinks as I approached. I was buzzing pretty well by that time and my cock had been bulging in my jeans in anticipation for the last hour. I walked up to the table and stood tall, not hiding the bulge in my jeans at all. I asked, "First time?" giving them my best smile. 

They both had different reactions but said in unison, "Yes."

The one on the right was a beautiful blonde in her mid-twenties with straight shoulder-length hair and bangs. She looked Swedish with piercing blue eyes. Her pale svelte body and full firm breasts were enhanced by the dark blue dress she wore. It tied behind her neck and dropped a narrow strip of cloth down over each of her tits. They met at her waist, exposing her cleavage clear down to her navel. The cloth was thin enough to clearly show her hard nipples and was not wide enough to encompass her tits, leaving a huge amount of pale cleavage between as well as allowing tit-flesh to spill out of the sides under her arms. I couldn't see the rest of the dress under the table. She looked at me in the eyes with a wary smile.

The girl on the left was a young Chinese cutie with short black hair that framed her round face. She was thin with small breasts, her conservative dress not helping matters. It was a red dress but it covered way too much. It zipped up the back to a collar at the neck. It had long sleeves and a pretty design on the front. It completely covered her. I did notice, however, that she sported several earrings in each ear. Her eyes grew wide as she stared at my crotch. She seemed unable to avert her gaze, which made me smile inwardly and my hard cock twitch in my pants outwardly. She must have seen this small change in my bulge because she gasped softly and sat back in her chair a bit.

"So you're virgins," I announced, looking for a reaction as I continued to stand in front of their table.

The blonde nodded as the Chinese girl looked up at my face for the first time and said, "No, I've had sex before."

She had no accent. She was American. The blonde said to her, "He meant we're virgins to this club."

The Chinese-American girl blushed and looked down. I found that so cute. I said, "Hi, I'm John."

"I'm Heather," the blonde replied, still a bit wary of me. She had a pretty voice. I wanted so much to touch the soft pale skin of her breasts that spilled out the sides of her dress.

"My name is Kim," the Chinese-American girl said. She was still a little embarrassed, I thought.

"So," I said sitting down in the chair next to Heather. "Heather, Kim, what are you two looking for?"

Kim looked at me confused and said, "I'm looking to get laid. Isn't that what you do here?"

I laughed. "Got me on that one," I conceded.

Heather laughed too, which I was heartened by. She was so sexy but so reserved, or was she just nervous? "I'm mainly here for Kim," she said.

Maybe that was why she was nervous. Maybe she wasn't there for herself at all. But then I wondered, why was she dressed like that? "Oh?" I prodded.

"I want a guy to make me come," Kim blurted. She wasn't shy or nervous at all.

"You've never had an orgasm?" I asked Kim, trying not to sound too shocked. I had met some women who had never had an orgasm but none of them would have wanted to go to a sex club. Though sex felt good to them without orgasms, it was a little lower on their list of priorities than other women.

"Of course I have had an orgasm before," she replied as if I was the one who was confused.

Now I really was the one confused. Saving me, Heather explained, "She can do it herself but it takes a long time. No guy she's been with could last long enough. She always has to finish, um, manually."

I smiled and said, "I think we can help Kim out. Kim, you can try one guy and if he doesn't last go on to another one and another one. That could work. But, there's one guy in here that can probably last long enough for you. He likes to go last but he should be able to satisfy you if nobody else can," I told her.

"Really?" she asked, excitedly. "Who is he?"

"His name is Frank," I told her as I glanced around and spotted Frank Fuller mixing himself a drink. When he was finished I called to him over the music and waved him over. I introduced him to Kim and said, "Kim, this is the man you need to talk to about your issue."

Kim cast me a skeptical glance. As I mentioned, Frank is a little overweight and pale. He's not the most impressive guy on first glance. 

Frank sat down and, with my encouragement, Kim told him her story. When she was finished he smiled at her and said, "Come with me. Let's talk to a few other people and see what we can do for you tonight."

I knew he would take on Kim as a personal challenge. I mentally patted myself on the back for that one. When they left the table I looked at Heather and asked, "So, what's your story?"

"I don't really have one. I'm mainly here for Kim," Heather repeated.

"You said that before," I said. "However, you say 'mainly' and when Kim left you stayed here with me. So, there is something you want. Besides, if you were only here for Kim, why did you come dressed like that?"

Heather fidgeted. I had hit a nerve and she was not sure what to say. "It's silly," she said.

This was an opening I could drive a truck through. I said, "You let me be the judge of that, okay? What is it? What's your fantasy?"

"Well," she said, still hesitating. "I want to try something I've never done before; two things, really." She sighed, "God, this is so embarrassing."

I pulled my chair closer to her and took her hand in mine. It was cold. I looked at her and said softly, "Heather, we are all just people here. I want you to have a good time so you keep coming back. You would be a great addition to our little group. But I can't help you unless to tell me what you want."

Her expression softened as she looked at me and saw my sincerity. She said, "Well, I've been with a lot of guys, but I've never been with a woman."

"Okay," I said slowly. "What's the other thing you've never done?"

Heather blushed as she hesitated and then finally said, "I've never been with more than one guy at a time."

"So, what exactly is your fantasy? Just two guys and a girl?" I asked.

She cringed. She looked down and then took a deep breath. She didn't look at me as she said, "Yes. I want to have one guy in my pussy and one in my ass while I eat another girl's pussy."

I smiled at both the fact that she started talking more plainly and at how embarrassed she was by it. As for what she wanted, I had almost been afraid it was going to something extreme. I said, "Okay."

Heather looked up at me in disbelief. Her face was beet-red. She said, "I know that's probably too much to ask."

"Nonsense," I said with a confident smile. "You prefer a blonde, brunette, or redhead?"

She shook her head and chuckled, trying to absorb what I was saying. "You sound like a waiter taking my order," she told me.

I laughed. I don't know when I had appointed myself TSC savior, or when I decided it was my task to make sure everyone had a good time. I guess I had just gotten that comfortable.

Heather smiled and, in response to my original query, said in a soft voice, "I just want to eat a pussy that's clean and tastes good."

I laughed again. "Don't we all?" I said. The alcohol helped make everything a little funnier than it really was. "Okay just a second," I added as I glanced around and spotted Robin a few tables away. She was listening to Frank, Chris, and Alex talk to Kim. I called out to her, "Robin!"

Heather gripped my hand in apprehension. I comforted her with a small squeeze in reply. Her hand was still cold.

Robin turned and gave me a big smile as I waved her over. She had six buttons unsnapped on her shirt at this point, leaving only the two at the bottom to hold her shirt in place. It was still a few minutes until 8:30, so nudity was against the rules. She was showing off a lot of pale cleavage as well as her stomach but the shirt still covered her nipples... barely.

"Starting early?" I asked, gesturing to her open shirt as she stepped up to me. I released Heather's hand.

"I am so fucking horny," she replied as she bent down and kissed me. She let her hand drop and rub my hard cock through my jeans as we kissed. She was more buzzed than I was.

When Robin broke the kiss and looked at Heather I said, "Heather, this is Robin, my girlfriend. She had the sweetest pussy you have ever tasted. That is, if you had ever tasted one." 

"Aw, you say the sweetest things," Robin said, half-sarcastic and half-sincere, as she sat on my lap. "Who's your friend? Heather is it?" she asked.

"Yes. She's new," I said, stating the obvious. "She came with Kim. She's never tasted a pussy before and I thought you might like to be her first. However, at some point, she wants to be DP'd while she's doing it."

Robin turned her attention to Heather to see the reaction on her face and see if I had gotten her story right. Heather looked completely embarrassed, blushing again, but she didn't object. Robin turned in my lap and, presenting her back to me, faced Heather. Robin took Heather's hand and said softly, "I'd love to be your first, if that's okay with you."

Heather swallowed hard and said softly, "You are so pretty."

"I'll take that as a yes," I heard Robin say as she boldly caressed the creamy white tit-flesh of Share's left breast that spilling out of Heather's dress under her arm. Then she said, "John, you have to feel this. Her skin is so soft."

I love Robin. She is so daring and bold. Heather licked her lips but didn't move. I reached around Robin with my left hand and caressed the outside of Heather's right breast. It was soft. I wrapped my right arm around Robin's waist.

With timing that can only be described as extraordinary, Nick appeared beside our table. Behind him I spotted the Russo's, Tony and Carla, the couple with the towels that liked the Jacuzzis so much, and the Fisher's, Stewart and Tammy. Tammy was the woman that got me out on the dance floor that first night. Nick shouted to the whole room, "It's eight thirty and the doors are locked." As usual, there was some clapping.

Robin sighed, "Thank god," as she pushed the fabric aside and cupped Heather's left breast in the palm of her hand. She rolled the nipple between her fingers as she leaned forward and kissed Heather gently on the lips.

My cock was a hard lump under Robin's butt, as I slipped the fingers of my left hand into Heather's dress and cupped her right breast, gently rolled the hard nipple between two of my fingers. At the same time I cupped Robin's left tit with my right hand. Completely unintentionally, I compared them. Though Robin's tits are proportionally bigger for her body, Heather's tits were actually slightly bigger because Heather is bigger overall. Despite the alcohol I managed to refrain from mentioning that little fact.

Heather left her arms at her side. She didn't seem to want to move and disrupt the attention we were giving to her breasts, especially at how passionately she was beginning to kiss Robin back.

Robin got off my lap so she could kiss Heather more passionately. She straddled the blonde's left knee as she pressed her tongue into the pretty girl's mouth. She tried to cup both of the woman's tits in her hands, finding mine still on one of them. I pulled it back to let Robin do her thing.

I pushed the table aside. It slid easily across the carpet. I waited for just a moment to make sure that Heather was enjoying what was happening. My question was answered when she reached up and cupped Robin's face with one hand and pulled the bow behind her neck, letting the top of her dress drop away. I knelt down on the floor between Heather's legs, gently pushing her left leg, the one Robin wasn't sitting on, aside. She didn't resist.

The music really cranked up, thumping loudly through the building as, ostensibly, the action started. My mind was riveted to Heather and, other than the music, I really didn't know what else was going on in the place.

Heather dropped her hand to the back of my head, encouraging me, as I kissed my way up her inner thigh. Her skin was soft, cool, and clean against my face. The clean scent of her body spray mixed sexily with the light musky aroma coming from her the cleft between her thighs.

Robin broke the kiss and ran her tongue down Heather's neck, laving the sensitive skin. At the same time I had reached the edge of the chair. Heather scooted forward, tipping her crotch toward me. Between that and her hand at the back of my head, I was encouraged to say the least. She wasn't nervous or apprehensive any longer. 

"Oh, my god," Heather sighed and whispered. It was just loud enough that I could hear her during a lull in the music.

I slowly hooked my finger into Heather's lacy blue thong, and ran the back of my finger very gently against her pussy. Her hips twitched with rising passion as I ran my finger up and down, not feeling any hair. I pulled her thong to the side. Her cunt had flowered open and I could see her clit was hard at the top of her slit. 

Robin dropped her head to Heather's tits. She gently lapped at one of the hard nipples as she kneaded the firm tit-flesh with her fingers. She sucked at one nipple and then the other, working on the blonde's tits like the expert she was.

Still holding her thong to the side with my finger, I pressed my face to Heather's warm crotch. I engulfed her pussy with my mouth and lapped gently at her clit with my tongue. She tasted almost as sweet as Robin.

"Oh, fuck yea," Heather gasped, pressing her hand firmly against the back of my head. 

I wasn't going anywhere. I knew Robin was moving and doing something but I ignored her for the time being and just concentrated on eating Heather's pussy as best I could. I created a little suction and started licking harder at her clit. She relaxed her hand on my head and squirmed her hips. I surmised I was licking too hard. I softened my tongue and she gripped my head again. She liked it soft. I learned a very long time ago that every woman is different.

"Yea, that's it," Heather moaned.

I heard them kissing again above me but I couldn't see anything. I very gently closed my lips around Heathers clit and used my lips to suck it in and out of my mouth. Her hips wiggled and she pulled my head even tighter against her pussy.

I alternated between licking her clit and gently sucking on it; back and forth, driving her higher and higher. With my free hand I slipped a finger up her cunt, right below my mouth. She was warm and very wet inside.

"That feels so fucking good," Heather groaned above me.

"He is good, isn't he?" Robin asked rhetorically and proudly.

I gently pummeled Heather's clit with my lips and tongue as I drove my digit deep inside of her. I twisted my hand around, palm up, under my chin and stimulated her g-spot. When I heard the grunting above me I knew I was doing a good job.

When Heather's thighs closed around my head and her pussy washed my finger in her pussy juices, I knew she was coming. I felt her cunt flex and release around my finger, wishing it was my cock. I planned that it would be my cock in there very soon.

Heather gripped me by my hair and pulled my head back away from her pussy. She tilted my face up, bent down, and kissed me, tasting her own girl-cum off my lips. I kissed her back, letting her taste herself.




Double Trouble Ch. 07



"Let's go," Robin said behind me.

Robin was naked. Heather quickly stood up, kicked off her shoes, and stripped off her dress and panties. They made quite a sight. As the girls headed towards the group rooms, or the 'play' rooms, as the regulars called them, I sat in a chair and pulled off my boots. There was no place for clothing in the play rooms, so we always left them out in the main room.

Glancing around as I undressed, I noticed that there were about a dozen people on the dance floor, one at a table, and the rest had moved off to various areas of the building. Some people at TSC didn't waste any time when it came to getting down to the action while others liked to make the time last. The people on the dance floor were already in various states of undress and when the current song ended, all but three of them left the dance floor. Some went toward the play rooms, while others sat at tables to talk.

I fought with my boots for a second before they came off. Then I stripped off my clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor. My nine-inch cock was still half-hard, dangling between my legs as I entered the small hallway that led to the three play rooms. 

Each room was the size of the king-sized bed that was its main feature. The entrance was over two feet off the ground leading directly onto the bed. Each room had a television in the corner playing a porn movie.

In the first play room were Terrance Blake, Marla Blake, and Anne Erickson. The two women appeared to be giving Terrance a good blowjob. In the second play room were Kim, Frank, Alex, and Chris. Frank and Alex were playing with Kim's tits and rubbing her clit while Chris pounded his cock into her with strong thrusts. The third and final play room was full. Closer to the entrance were Josh Erickson, Jake Barrett, and Shelly Barrett. They had just come off the dance floor. At the back were Robin and Heather. 

If there's one thing I've learned from my time at TSC was to not get your heart, or cock, set on one particular pussy, especially if you are going to a play room. So, my feelings weren't hurt. It looked like Heather was eating Robin's pussy and I had no doubt that Robin would ensure Heather got a good DP very soon.

I returned to the first play room and crawled inside. Marla and Anne were still sucking on Terrance's big cock. Even though Terrance was a big muscular California beach dude, he had a big dick. He wasn't compensating for anything by working out and his muscles didn't make his prick looked small in comparison. Since Terrance was married to Marla and they were in a play room I decided to concentrate on Marla instead of Anne. Mixing it up was a good rule of thumb at TSC to get in good with the regulars.

It was no sacrifice because, as I mentioned earlier, Marla is a beautiful blond babe with big fake tits. Because Terrance was lying back in the corner, Marla and Anne had their butts facing me. I lay down on my back and scooted my face under Marla's pussy without dislodging her. As she continued to suck Terrance's cock, I lifted my head up and buried my face up into her clean-shaved snatch.

Marla arched her back, giving me better access to her pussy, and she lowered her cunt down, pressing my head into the bed. She let Anne do most of the sucking of Terramce's cock while she licked his balls.

I speared my tongue up inside of Marla's cunt. She tasted really strong and musky. A few years ago this would have made me gag, but I had really acquired a taste for pussy and I loved it. I fucked my tongue in and out of her.

Marla pressed down firm against my face. She tried to position herself to give me the best access. Apparently, she liked it.

I moved my face back and forth as I tongue-fucked Marla, tweaking her clit with my nose occasionally. I reached above my head and around her thighs to her tits. I rolled the nipples between my fingers, pinching them hard. I knew from experience that she liked it like that.

Marla sat up on my face and, looking down at me, said, "Is that you, John? That is you! That feels so good, keep doing that."

Above my head I was aware of Anne mounting Terrance. I saw that Marla watched this intently. She liked watching her husband get fucked by another woman. 

I worked on Marla's cunt, tongue-fucking her hole for a while and then moving up to lap at her clit. I tried to mix it up, not letting her predict what I was going to do next. She moaned in appreciation as she continued to watch Anne and Terrance.

I felt the bed shift as more people joined us. I heard talking. Terrance and Anne were encouraging each other and there was a conversation between several women regarding how much they liked what was going on in our play area. They joined us.

Two mouths began working my cock to full hardness. At the same time I saw above my head a woman crawl between us and sit her pussy down on Terrance's face as Anne continued to fuck him. I recognized the woman as Melissa Fuller. She was the pale skier that liked to show off. She loudly said, "Eat my pussy, Terrance," before she leaned forward and kissed Anne.

I felt hands on my balls and the base of my shaft and two mouths working up either side of my cock all the way to the head and back down. I felt one mouth suck on the head for a moment; she didn't take me deep. Then I felt a different mouth devour my cock, but this one pressed down low until I felt the back of her throat squeezing the head. I thrust my hips up, giving her all she could want as she tried to swallow me down.

I had not stopped eating Marla's pussy as this was happening. I continued to suck and lick at her clit as well as tongue-fucking her fuck-hole. When she finally came, moaning and gasping loudly, her girl-cum washed out of her cunt and into my mouth. I didn't worry about it as I continued to tongue-fuck her.

Both of the mouths left my cock. Then I felt a pair of hands putting a condom on me. This was followed by the tight sensation of a snug pussy being lowered down my shaft. I felt her thighs against my hips as she managed to settle her body down until her ass brushed my balls.

I didn't know who was fucking me but Marla wasn't going to move. She was enjoying my ministrations on her cunt way too much. I didn't let up but continued to eat her pussy as strongly as ever.

Above my head, Anne and Melissa changed places atop Terrance, with Melissa now bouncing on his big cock and Anne trying to smother him with her cunt. Marla came again atop my face as she watched her husband get fucked by yet another pussy. Her girl-cum was thick and musky on my tongue.

The girl on my cock bounced atop my hips with complete abandon. She didn't weight much but she slammed herself down against me for all she was worth. My cock wasn't anywhere close to coming, especially with the condom on.

I felt the hands of the other woman who had been sucking my cock caress my legs and balls as the first woman fucked me. I loved that; the more hands on me the better. It was especially wicked for me to feel the touch of one women while being fucked by a different woman.

The little room was filled with moans and gasps of pleasure. At one point the girl on my cock stopped fucking me and ground her cunt down against me. She was coming.

Then she rolled off of me. Some girls fucked until you came but most only fucked until they came and then let another girl have a turn. There were no rules like that TSC and it was a very fluid situation but everyone here were friends and they tried to be considerate that way.

Marla noticed that my cock was free for a moment. She looked down at me between her big tits and said, "My turn."

I rolled Marla off my face and onto her back. I moved carefully so I didn't kick anyone as I got to my knees. Glancing around I noticed that the two women who had joined us, besides Melissa, were Tammy and Rita. Because Rita weighed more than Tammy, I assumed that Tammy was the one that had fucked me. I couldn't be sure.

I looked down at Marla. She was beautiful; her gorgeous blonde hair splayed out on the mattress around her face, her tits standing proudly with hard pink nipples, and her tanned body all lithe and sexy, waiting for me. I couched my hips down between her spread thighs and easily speared my long hard condom-sheathed cock deep inside of her.

"Oh god yes!" Marla gasped. "Fuck me, John."

As I began stroking my cock in and out of Marla's grasping cunt I heard Melissa gasping in pleasure atop Terrance's cock just a few feet away. I also heard Terrance's groans of pleasure despite them being muffled by Anne's pussy in his face.

Rita and Tammy appeared on either side of me and started licking and sucking at Marla's nipples as I pounded my prick harder and harder into her. I rose up to give them more room and their hands quickly found their ways to Marla's clit. I watched the three girls below me as I stroked in and out of Marla. They were so sexy.

Terrance, Melissa, and Anne disentangled themselves and relaxed, watching us. They talked to each other, adding to the din filling my ears. It was so strange to fuck while someone else had a casual conversation just a few feet away. It was also extremely exciting to me.

Marla began moaning and bucking beneath me as her orgasm approached. We were making her come. That much stimulation made her orgasm rise up much quicker than it would have with my cock alone.

When Marla came, her cunt clamped down on my rod like a vise. I buried my prick deep inside of her and let her ride out her orgasm like that. Girl-cum coated the condom as she cried out in ecstasy.

"Shit, that was awesome," she gasped, letting me, Rita, and Tammy know how grateful she was. "Wow, okay stop," she said, her body over stimulated.

As I pulled my hard cock out of Marla's tight cunt, her husband, Terrance, made his way out of the play room. Once I was free, Melissa was there driving me down to the mattress on my back. I let her.

Melissa was a skier. She was strong, without an ounce of fat visible in her slender body. I let her have her way with me. She straddled her pale body across my hips and, reaching down between us, she gripped the base of my cock. Holding my prick in place, she lowered her body down around me, engulfing my dick in her tight pussy.

Marla left with her husband but, besides Melissa, Anne, Tammy, and Rita remained in the play room with me. The girls swarmed over me as Melissa began pounding her strong body down against me. I was awash in a sea of pussies, tits, and gently caressing hands. 

As Rita straddled my face and I began to eat her pussy, my hands found Tammy's and Anne's cunts, too. I rubbed their clits and plunged, first one and then two, fingers inside their pussies. I was in heaven.

Though my passion was growing I was still a ways off from coming, thanks to Robin's help earlier in the day. I let myself get lost in the carnal pleasures of these women. I felt surrounded and enveloped by them while at the same time I penetrated inside of them. I felt powerful and powerless at the same time; the power to give pleasure and powerless to stop giving it if I had wanted to.

"I'm coming on your cock," Melissa cried out before slamming her body full on my hips, burying my prick deep inside of her. She collapsed on top of me as she writhed in ecstasy.

The other girls kissed her and caressed Melissa, bringing her down from her orgasm gently. She smiled at them, content. I continued to eat Rita and finger-fuck Tammy and Anne as they did this. Then Melissa moved off of me and Anne took her place.

Anne wrapped her pussy around my throbbing cock and began to fuck herself. Waves of carnal pleasure washed over me. My hand never left her pussy, rubbing her clit as she fucked me. She creased my arm, showing me that she appreciated the effort.

Melissa came around and kissed Rita as I continued to work on her pussy with my mouth, laving her clit over and over with my tongue. She toyed with the older woman's big tits, sucking hard on the nipples.

As Melissa lay down on her back, Rita lifted off my face and straddled hers. They buried their faces into each other's pussies. 

I watched them eat each other as Anne pounded her pussy on my cock. I would have come a long time earlier if it hadn't been for the condom. I don't use them at home so the oddness of wearing one just made me last that much longer.

Tammy had come on my fingers and rolled away. She made her way out of the play room.

Anne was running out of energy but I was not. I moved her up my body a bit, wrapped my arms around her waist, and began hammering my cock up into her.

"Yes," Anne cried out, "fuck it!"

It didn't take long before Anne was coming on my long hard cock, her girl-cum washing out of her and coating my balls. She ground her pussy hard against my hips, churning my cock deep inside her as she came.

When Anne lifted off, I was close to coming but not quite there yet. As Melissa and Rita ate each other, I knelt behind Rita and looked down at the tattoos on her back. I'm not big on tattoos but I found them very exciting when I was fucking someone I didn't see all the time.

As she licked Rita's clit, Melissa reached up and guided my long hard cock to the entrance to Rita's cunt. I pressed forward and easily slipped inside of Rita.

"Finally," I heard Rita gasp with relief and pleasure. "Please tear me up, John! Fuck the shit out of me!"

Without hesitation, I hooked my hands into the fulcrum of Rita's hips and began mercilessly battering my cock into her. The slapping sounds of my hips against her ass filled the small room and mixed sexily with her moans of pleasure. This was going to do it for me.

Melissa was unable to keep her mouth on Rita's clit so she used her fingers instead. She also caressed my balls as I fucked in and out of the cunt just inches above her face. Rita was unable to continue licking Melissa's cunt as she became lost in the feeling of my prick slamming in and out of her.

I watched the tattoos dance and her ass jiggle as I slapped my hips hard against her. I felt my balls slapping against her clit, Melissa's fingers sometimes helping and sometimes in the way. My passion was about to peak, but I wanted to make sure Rita came first.

"Oh yes, don't stop," Rita shrieked.

I didn't. Sweat covered my skin but I didn't even slow down. As my orgasm grew closer I fucked her harder and faster, driving us both higher and higher.

"I'm coming," Rita gasped as her cunt flexed around my rampaging prick.

I let myself go, pounding myself up inside of Rita for another full minute before I felt the familiar tingle in my balls and thighs. I jammed my prick deep inside her one more time and I came. Cum blasted out of me, filling the condom to nearly overflowing.

Melissa gently massaged my balls as I came. That felt great, adding to the pleasure washing over me. I was completely out of breath as I came to me senses.

Satiated, I pulled out of Rita and sat on the mattress.

Melissa and Rita remained in their sixty-nine position, licking each other's pussy. They were the only ones still in the play room when I slipped out.

I pulled the condom off and put in the little lined trash can. My cock had deflated and was satisfied for the moment. I smiled to myself when I thought about what had just happened. It had been a great experience and I knew Robin would really enjoy hearing about it later.

I peeked into the play room where Kim, Alex, Chris, and Frank had gone to try to give Kim a good orgasm. Only Frank and Kim were still in the room. He was pounding away at Kim's little cunt. I knew he'd get her there, if he hadn't already.

In the other play room, I looked for Heather but I didn't see her. I did spot Robin at the back of the room. The room was still full, but with different people than before.

As I watched, I counted four men and three women. Every single one of them was fucking. I was surprised that Robin was not the one getting the DP, but it was in fact Shelly Barrett. I knew she had an ample butt on the dance floor but apparently she also liked a cock in it too.

I wandered out into the main room. There was nobody on the dance floor, but the DJ kept on thumping out the music. He was the only one I spotted that still had clothes on. Nick didn't participate but he also didn't roam around after eight-thirty. I didn't know where he went.

I went to the bar and made a drink for myself. The spiced rum and coke tasted good. I roamed to the front of the house to see if anyone were in the private rooms.

Only one of the private rooms was occupied. The door was closed but the little peephole door was open. Looking in I could see that Mack Gill had chosen Maria Moore for the night.

As I mentioned before, Mack is a big guy with a really thick cock. Maria was on her back with her legs up around his back. He was slamming his big prick in and out of her for all he was worth. I could see the sweat beaded on his back.

Through the door I heard Maria shouting at him. She was saying, "Harder, faster, oh my god, fuck me!"

I thought to myself that maybe Mack had gotten more than he bargained for with Maria.

I ventured to the Jacuzzis to find a lot of activity in one but the other one was empty. I set my half-full drink on the edge and ventured in to the empty Jacuzzi. The warm water felt great and, as I reclined back, I felt my muscles relax.

In the other Jacuzzi, I watched two couples fucking. I didn't interfere. I watched as if I were watching a porn movie in my living room.

The first couple consisted of Chris Ivanov and Carla Russo. They both stood in the Jacuzzi, only their legs submerged in the water. Carla had her arms braced on the side of the Jacuzzi and her big natural tits dangled freely from her chest. Chris stood behind her, his hands on her back, driving his cock in and out of her with quick and steady strokes.

The other couple consisted of Dana, Chris' girlfriend, and Tony Russo, Carla's husband. Tony was a short balding Italian-American while Dana was a petite blond hottie. They didn't seem like they would fit together well, but Tony was sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi and Dana was sitting on top of him, her arms wrapped around him. She was bouncing up and down, driving in five inch prick in and out of her tight pussy.

As I watched, Carla came on Chris' cock moaning and gasping, but she never collapsed. She kept on fucking making her trip to the next orgasm that much shorter. After a while Chris came, moaning incoherently.

By the time Chris pulled out of Carla, Tony announced that he was coming too. Dana stopped bouncing when she felt him start to come and she ground her pussy down on him, making it better for him.

They had used condoms, so there wasn't a big mess to clean up.

The Russo's relaxed while Chris and Dana got out and dried off. I was sure Tony and Carla had to be totally wrinkled by the end of the night. They practically lived in the Jacuzzis.

As I finished my drink, the Barrett's, Jake and Shelly, joined the Russo's in their Jacuzzi. I didn't think that Tony had enough time to recover from Dana, but that didn't stop them. As for the Barrett's, if they were out here, maybe Robin was too. I glanced around and didn't spot her. Her skin was pale and her hair was red-orange. She was always easy to spot.

Just as Jake was starting to kiss Carla more insistently and Shelly was starting to stroke Tony under the water, Heather appeared beside my Jacuzzi. I looked up her body at her face, she was completely naked. Her shaved pussy was ruddy, wet, and flowered wide open. Her breasts were big, especially at this angle, the nipples hard. Her makeup was smudged but that just make her look sexier.

I asked her, "Did you get your fantasy?"

She smiled and said, "Yes. Robin was awesome. The DP wasn't as great as I thought it would be, though."




Double Trouble Ch. 07



"Sorry," I said.

"Don't be," she said. "You made my fantasy come true."

"I'm glad," I told her. "I knew Robin would be able to make it happen, even if I couldn't be there."

"What happened to you?" she asked, concerned.

"By the time I got my clothes off, the room was already full," I told her.

"Well," she said sexily as she climbed into the Jacuzzi, "I never did get to properly thank you for making me feel so welcome."

I smiled at that and, encouraged, she glided toward me and kissed me on the mouth. I parted my lips and her tongue was there. She wanted to press her tongue deep into my mouth and I let her. She smelled of sex and it turned me on, my cock becoming hard again under the water.

As if sensing the change, Heather's hand found my dick and gently pumped it. Her eyes grew wide as she kissed me. She pulled back and glanced down. Breathlessly she said, "I had no idea your cock was so big."

She hadn't seen me naked at all, I remembered. I was flattered by her reaction. I couldn't resist asking, "Is that a problem?"

"God no," she gasped. Then she smiled at me and, with a playful tone that I usually only get from Robin, she said, "So, you got to eat my pussy and get me all wet, but I didn't get to suck your cock. It's only fair that you stand up and let me have a taste."

As she backed away, I stood up in the center of the Jacuzzi, my long hard thick nine-inch cock pulsing strongly, high and proud. I knew sexual activity was going on in the other Jacuzzi but Heather had my undivided attention. I wanted her so bad.

Heather reached up and stroked my prick, cleaning off any Jacuzzi water that still clung to my skin. She pursued her lips, pressed them to the underside of the head of my cock, and sucked. 

Pleasure flooded my senses as Heather's lips and tongue suckled and laved the bundle of nerves under the head of my prick. It was like connecting a light socket to my pleasure center. I groaned, "Oh, yea."

Heather gripped the base of my cock in her fist and slurped half of my cock into her mouth. She immediately began bobbing her head on my cock, her blond hair flailing wildly about her head. She was wasting no time.

I worked to maintain my balance as Heather's movements, combined with the pleasure flooding my senses, threatened to knock me over. Though I had just come, it had been inside of a condom and my cock had not been rubbed raw; it was not oversensitive. What Heather was doing to my prick was exactly what I needed.

The beautiful blonde stroked me with her mouth for a solid minute before pulling off, dropping her head between my legs, and sucking gently at my balls. She stroked my cock rapidly with her fist as she tenderly licked and sucked at my nuts. She rolled her eyes up and looked at me as she did this.

If I hadn't already come twice that day I might have come right then, the sight was so sexy. I loved the feel of her lips and tongue on my balls. Her fist made my cock come alive as she alternated between stroking the shaft quickly and rubbing the head, still slick with her saliva, against the palm of her fist. 

Seeing the pleasure on my face she smiled up at me before plunging her face back down around my cock. She worked my dick like she was possessed, bobbing and twisting her head until, from my angle, she became lost in a mass of writhing blond hair.

I was really enjoying the attention and I finally glanced around to see what was going on around me. 

In the other Jacuzzi, Shelly was slowly grinding her big butt down on Tony's lap as he sat on the edge of the Jacuzzi, sucking his cock as deep inside her pussy as she could. On the other edge of the Jacuzzi, Carla had her back to Jake, Shelly's broad-chested husband, and was bouncing on his cock, her big tits bouncing freely on her chest.

A number of couples were gathering their clothes together, preparing to leave. Though the thumping music was mellower than it had been earlier, there was still nobody on the dance floor. The DJ had retired for the evening as well.

Heather pulled her face off my cock, leaving it tingling with pleasure. She looked up at me with lust written all across her face. She said, "Sit down."

She guided me down to sit, not on the edge of the Jacuzzi, but down on the little bench seat in the water. The warm swirling water felt good on my cock as I settled down, the water reaching mid chest on me.

I made to lift her up so I could eat her pussy but she would have none of it. "I'm already too wet," she said with a smile.

Heather came to me and kissed me. She straddled my lap and, using one hand to hold my cock steady, she sank her pussy down around me. She was tight. Way tighter than I had expected, especially given that she had just been DP'd earlier that evening. 

I groaned in pleasure. "So tight," I said.

"You'd better believe it," she said with a smile, proud of herself. 

I looked at her and then I whispered, "You forgot the condom."

She smiled at me and said, "No, I didn't. Nobody can see under the water. Robin mentioned that you'd rather not wear one."

It was true that I didn't like wearing them, but at TSC it's the rules. Plus, especially with new members, it just made good sense. I was not going to object in this case because I was way too turned on, I was already inside her, and I had become much more daring in recent weeks.

Throwing caution to the wind, I wrapped my arms around Heather and kissed her as she worked her hips back and forth, my cock slipping in and out of her cunt below the surface of the swirling water. I leaned back and she began slowly rising and falling around my dick. I watched her tits dip in and out of the water on each stroke. I was nowhere near coming and I felt I could do that forever.

"See you next week, John," Dana said to my left. She was dressed and standing next to the Jacuzzi. She bent down to kiss me.

I leaned my head back and kissed Dana as Heather continued to fuck me. Afterward, I said to Chris, "Let me know when your bachelor party is."

"I'll let you know when we have set a date. It'll be next year," Chris told me. The bachelor party will be legendary, I just know it. But, that might be another story.

He nodded and gave me a fist bump. In TSC, the men didn't shake hands for a number of reasons. Fist bumping was very common.

As Heather continued to work herself up toward an orgasm on my cock, the din of conversations not five feet away was a little distracting to her. I had actually come to find it exciting. To know someone is having a conversation or even talking to you while you are fucking was such a nasty rush. Besides, Heather's pussy was so tight around my cock that she had the majority of my attention, no matter what else I was doing at the same time.

I said goodbye to Maria and Alex, promising to catch up with them next time. As I was bidding farewell to the Erickson's, Josh and Anne, Heather came. Her pussy gripped my cock and drew me right out of my goodbyes in mid-sentence. I sat up and wrapped my arms around her. I hooked my hands onto her shoulders and pulled her down on me, lodging my cock deep inside of her.

"You're cock feels so good in me," she groaned as her orgasm crashed over her.

I held her as she bucked and squirmed until she came down from her orgasm. She kissed me and then stood up, turned around, and settled back down around my cock, her back to me. I cupped her big tits in my hands, the nipples hard against my palms. Her skin was so soft.

Heather leaned back and rested her head on my shoulder as, her back arched, she hunched her hips up and down again mine under the water. The swirling water, which rushed in and out between our bodies, sexily caressed my balls as she fucked me. 

"I'm coming again," Heather cooed. Her hips worked faster and then stopped as she came. She moaned and grunted as her orgasm washed over her like the jets of the Jacuzzi.

Robin and Kim appeared next to the Jacuzzi as Heather came down from her orgasm and her hips started moving again. They both smiled at me and climbed into the Jacuzzi.

Kim came up to me and whispered in my ear, "I came twice on a cock tonight. It was great. Thank you for setting it up." Then she kissed me, her tongue pressing deep into my mouth.

I felt hands on my balls, on the base of my shaft, and rubbing Heather's clit. They were Robin's hands. She always knew just want to do to take me to the next level. My orgasm was a ways off yet but it was definitely on its way.

"Raw dog?" Robin asked me barely loud enough for me to hear over the music.

She was asking why I wasn't wearing a condom. I broke the kiss with Kim and replied to Robin, "Heather's idea." Then I looked at Kim and said, "Do me one favor, stay right there and block the view of my cock from anyone else."

Kim nodded.

I stood up, leaning Heather forward until she had to brace her hands on the far edge of the Jacuzzi. As requested, Kim blocked the view of my cock from anyone looking. Robin positioned herself on the opposite side, one of her hands busily darting from Heather's tits, to her clit, while her other hand stimulated my balls.

I hooked my hands into the fulcrum of Heather's wet hips and began fucking her. I started off slowly, sliding my cock in and out of her gently, but it wasn't long before the loud slapping sounds of my wet hips and stomach against Heather's wet ass and thighs could be heard by everyone in the vicinity. 

"Oh, yes," Heather cried out. "Fuck me John!"

Heather's cunt was tight and it wasn't long before a little pain mixed in with the pleasure. Sometimes, as this time, a little pain was good stimulation, as long as it wasn't too much. Between that and Robin's hand cupping my balls, I was getting closer and closer.

I put all the energy I had left into it, jamming and cramming my cock into Heather's tight little pussy as hard as I possibly could. Kim looked up at me with wide eyes as she watched me fuck the shit out of her friend right in front of her. Robin, on the other hand, was doing everything she could to make it good for me and Heather, assisting however she could with active hands.

"Oh shit," Heather cried out as her tight pussy became even tighter around my hard throbbing prick, her orgasm bursting inside her brain.

I grunted and rammed my cock hard into Heather one last time. Robin kneaded my balls as I came. My cock expanded in the tight confines of Heather's pussy and cum raced up the shaft. 

"Yes," Heather gasped as she felt my cum coating the hot walls of her cunt. 

I came deep inside the beautiful blonde as Robin caressed me and then kissed Heather, whispering something to her. The pleasure enveloped me. I was in paradise.

A moment later I pulled Heather down with me, back under the water. I didn't want anyone to see my cum washing back out of her cunt. I tried not to think about what we were doing to the water in the Jacuzzi.

My cock remained hard inside her for another minute but after it deflated, Heather turned in my arms and kissed me. Her kiss was tender. She looked into my eyes and then smiled. "That was great," she sighed.

We stayed like that for a few minutes and then it was time to go. I pretended to take off a condom and put in a waste basket. I loved TSC and didn't want to be banned. 

Heather insisted that Robin and I take her business card. She told us to give her a call after the holidays and we might be able to get together. That might be an interesting story if anything comes of it. Robin and I talked about it afterward and we both like Heather. It could be interesting.

Well, the sun has set behind the mountains, the dog is running around underfoot, and Robin just told me that dinner is ready, so I will end it here. It was a strange set of circumstances that brought Robin and I to this point in our lives. It's so hard for me to believe how different my lifestyle is now from just a few months ago. You never know who is out there waiting for you or how they might change your life. Whether that change ends up being for the better or for the worse, sometimes you just have to take that chance. I'm glad I took a chance on Robin.