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My Girlfriend

By: frank11101_2004



I was totally in love with my girlfriend. She was the best thing that ever happened to me. I was struck by her strength and openness and honesty on our first date, which we had arranged after exchanging two short e-mails. We had met on an online dating site. Not the kind of site you'd normally expect to find real love, I might add. I had been hanging out on that site for a couple of months, going on endless numbers of useless dates, ranging from embarrassing drinks to mindless quick fucks that left me wondering whether I will ever meet someone I could really love. And then I met her. Rather, she met me, responding to my ad. 

We went on a date, she laid all important facts of her life onto the table, some of which would have taken others months of casual dating to talk about. She was blonde but smart, tiny but strong, didn't talk a whole lot, but when she did, she did with a sincerity and frankness I had never seen before. 

Somehow during our first date in that bar in the East Village, she brought up the subject of sex. I wasn't interested in yet another useless fuck, but I knew she won't be one of those, and when we left the bar and walked by my apartment, it was only natural that she came up to my place, that we kissed and held each other, slowly undressing each other, discovering each other for the first time.

When we saw each other the next day, it was the first time I upset her. Thinking back, I still regret it. At the time, I had been dating so many women that, when she asked me whether I will have more dates with others, I naturally said yes. I acted as if this had been just like any other first date, when I damn well knew it wasn't.

She told me later that she thought, "Well, fuck you then, I guess I'll keep looking, too!" 

It took me a day or two to change gears, and to realize I was being stupid. We both deleted our ads on the dating site, deleted e-mails and phone numbers of people we no longer were interested in - not like we had been all that interested in them to begin with - and we became exclusive. She moved in shortly thereafter, and I had never been this happy, and I know she hadn't either.

When she was out of town for a few days or a couple of weeks, which happened a couple of times a year, I felt lost. Half of me was dead, really. I missed her company so much that I always wished I could just hide and sleep untill she comes back. Instead, I stroked my cock. 

Two or three times a day, endlessly, thinking of her beautifully small tits, how her nipples always seemed so hard for me, her tight ass, the best ass on the planet, her lips and tongue licking me all over. My hand on my hard cock moved up and down, holding me firmly, moving more violently as I thought of the various times when her tongue had been licking out my ass, giving me more bliss than ever, imagining it's her hand, not my own, that was gripping my hard cock tightly, imagining her rolling me on my back, sliding down my chest, then sitting up and slowly sliding her tight ass down to let it suck on my swollen cock, as she had done, to my great surprise, on one of our first nights two years ago.

Back then, I had been shocked by the sudden sensation that her tight ass had given my cock, which was slippery from her wet mouth, from her hot tongue licking and sucking me. Back then, I could only stare at her with my eyes closed, and I couldn't come, as much as I wanted to. I was too overwhelmed by her, too struck by her presence, too much in awe with her. She was riding my hard cock with her ass, fucking me deeper and harder, trying desperately to make me cum inside her tight hot hole, but then she had to give in and give up, realizing that it won't happen, that I won't come, though hard as a rock as I was. I had been slightly ashamed, but it was all okay and nothing to worry about, she had assured me.

During those first nights, it happened fairly often that I couldn't come. I wanted to, so badly wanted to flood her ass or her mouth with my cum, so badly show her how much she turned me on, thinking the more I come, the more she will know how happy I was that I met her. True, she asked a couple of times whether I was okay, so she apparently was a little worried about it, but it really was okay, and sooner or later, I became used to her body, used to the sensations, used to being overwhelmed by her, and I came and came and came. Not used to it as in bored, but used to it as in feeling completely one with her.

We fucked untill four in the morning and went to work the next day. I fucked her wet tight pussy from behind, her standing against my fridge in the kitchen. I licked her pussy, licked her forever and ever, sucking her clit, sliding a finger or two into her hot tight cunt, and a finger or a thumb into her even hotter and even tighter ass, untill she came hard and loud and strong. She loved to have her ass played with, and I loved to lick her out, loved to feel my tongue in her ass and pussy.

None of this changed much over time. Well, okay, maybe after a while we didn't fuck till four in the morning every day anymore. Two years later, we fucked less often than we had used to, but still, we loved fucking each other, and if our sex life had stayed like that for the next 50 years, we would have been a very happy couple indeed.

Let alone that we got along great. We felt like we could talk about everything, we comforted each other, we helped each other, we talked about kids. We had never ever used any sort of protection, but she loved it when I came on her stomach or deep in her mouth or ass, and I guess I had always managed to pull out of her pussy just in time for her to watch my cum fly all over her tits or back. Every month, I was looking forward to her period, when I could fuck her hard and fast and as much as we could take it, and would cum deep inside her cunt, filling her up with hot juice.

She loved to fuck when she had her period, she was extra horny for my cock, and I loved it, too. I loved the way we were even closer in those days, I loved the way she was even hornier, always ready to feel my cock deep inside her pussy untill I would cum, and often, for a second round, deep inside her tight ass. I loved to feel her ass sucking on my cock as I massaged her clit, feeling her cum again, taking my cock into her ass as if it were lubed by a whole bottle of KY, which it never was. For some reason, her ass never needed lubrication. She liked to take my cock just like that, her pussy juices on my cock and some good breating techniques on her part enough to make it slide in with ease.

We didn't talk much about sex. It's not something that occupied her mind a whole lot, if at all. She rarely ever masturbated, she didn't have any hidden kinky desires. She loved sex a lot, but it wasn't of top importance to her. I read somewhere that men think about sex every fifteen seconds, on average. I know it's true for me, and it wasn't true for her, so it must be true. She told me she had had sex with a girl once, licking her out, getting licked out by her, but she didn't really remember. She had been drunk and lonely at the time, she said.

I, on the other hand, told her of my highschool escapade with one of my best friends, and she didn't mind at all, but laughed with me about it. He had been bi, and one day we had been watching porn, and I had gotten incredibly horny, and he had offered to suck my cock. I took him up on the offer, and came deep in his 18 year old throat, but never had the chance to return the favors.

I also told her about my threesome with two women, who had found me in a bar and took me home with them to let my fuck both of them while they kissed and sucked on each other's tits. I told her that I loved it, of course, and she understood, but she couldn't do that with me, she'd be jealous, she said. 

"It's okay, it's just a phantasy," I said. 

When she left for another weeklong trip, she said that these were the times that in the past she would likely be having mindless sex with someone who impressed her. But with me at home, she alwyas ended up telling everyone on her trip how much she loved her boyfriend, and that kept any temptation away. 

I told her that I'd rather have her have an affair with a woman than with a guy.

"The truth is," I said, "that I understand that a woman would have a few things to offer that I don't, but a guy...?" 

Well, that would be different.

What I didn't tell her was how hard my cock had become from that brief conversation. How much the thought of her tongue and lips, of her hot mouth on a woman's hot wet cunt turned me on. The thought of my girlfriend sliding her pussy all over that woman's tits and tongue made my cock ache, but I kept quiet.

What I also didn't tell her was how hard I had gotten from thinking of another guy's big cock driving deep into her dripping cunt. How much I got turned on by visualizing her cunt lips wrapped around that other guy's hard cock, as it drives in and out of her. How I could see her pussy straddling his hard cock, her tight little asshole in the air, and how I could come just from thinking about how I'd drive my own cock slowly but firmly into my girlfriend's ass, as she rides that other guy's cock, as I feel that cock sliding against the wall in her pussy that separates his cock from my own cock deeply burried in her ass, rubbing against my own cock through her. 

I didn't tell my girlfriend how I could see her fucking another woman's cunt with a strap-on, sucking on her hard nipples, while I drive my own cock into that woman's hot mouth, into my girlfriend's hot mouth, and back again. How I could feel her hard clit on my tongue as her cunt rides that other guy's cock. A veiny large and thick cock, hot red with large shaved balls that I could suck on and lick up and down and up again to my girfriend's clit, sucking her. A hard cock that I could slide out of my girlfriend's cunt to lick her pussy juices off, then slide it deep into my own throat and drive it back into her cunt, how I could drive a finger or two into the guy's ass while that other woman drives her strap-on into mine, fucking my own tight virgin ass deep and slow untill I cum all over our bedsheets.

I did't tell my girlfriend these things. Maybe I should have. But, you see, I loved her very much, and I wouldn't want her not to trust me, because (or is it although?) she had no reason not to trust me. These cocks and cunts I saw us fucking and sucking were just that. There were no people attached to them in my mind, and in my mind they had a habit of completely disappearing as soon as they came.

But it was complicated - it is not a simple straightforward thing to make someone whom you love understand how you really feel - especially someone you love. So I kept quiet. I should have known better. I should have known that loving someone and keeping quiet don't go together. But it wasn't going to take too long untill I learned my lesson, and learned it the hard way.

It was late Semptember and we went on vacation to Key West. It's still nice down there at that time of the year, we thought, and it was around my birthday, and we needed some sun and sand. A nice hotel with green walls and orange beds and a red bathroom and ceramic tiles, we got there and we knew this will be good for a few days, sleeping late, making love in the morning, and no plans for the day.

By evening on our second day, we woke up from an nap after having spent the day at the beach and the late afternoon fucking like new lovers. We weren't really sure whether we should go for food or for drinks, so we just started walking around, then settled for an outside restaurant where the food was good, the service slow, and the people sort of hip.

Next to our table was a couple, who apparently were on their first date. He seemed to be a local, with a dark taint and blue eyes, very young, no older than 18, but a nice surfer chest.

His date was a joke though. We always loved to listen in on other people's conversation and rolled our eyes at each other as she proved to be a real ditz from hell, going on about how much fun she had at the ESPN bar on Times Square when she went to visit New York, and how scared she was in the subway, and how she can't wait to vote for Bush.

The guy must have caught us, as he looked first at me, then at my girlfriend, as if to apologize for his date's idiocity. God only knew how he had ended up with that chick. When she went to talk to her daddy on her Disney cell phone (at least she got the fuck out onto the street), I responded to his apologetic smile, "Well, looks like you got a real winner there..." 

Not that I cared, but he wasn't offended, but he just shrugged, "Well we just met today at the beach, what can you do?"

Some casual smalltalk and introductions past, and my girlfriend and I leave for a walk. 

"He was pretty cute, I would have thought he was gay, untill she opens her mouth and goes on about Bush...!" she says, and that is that for her. 

"You liked surfer boy, huh? I thought so, too, at least bi." I say, visualizing his strong cock in my mouth and seeing my girlfriend stroke her clit as she watches us, then adding: "She was a real stupid cunt though, I wanted to smack her. But he food was pretty good!"

As we walk down the streets, we pass a sex store, the kind of semi-dirty, semi-interesting store you wouldn't actually make a point of visiting, but that you'd walk into on days like this, just because you have nothing else to do. Plenty of silly things to buy, little gadgets Made in China that probably made someone a millionaire, a whole selection of oils and books and silicone dildos and plastic vaginas.

My girlfriend looks at their porn collection, I look at their strap-ons. I am fascinated by one of them, a harness with a naturally shaped 7-inch silicone cock on the outside and a shorter, thicker cock on the inside, wondering how it would feel for my girlfriend to put this thing on, getting her cunt or ass filled with the inside cock, and slowly fucking me with the other cock. 

"What the hell is that?" she asks me, looking at what I am looking at, before I have a chance to pretend that I am not looking at it. 

She seems genuinely curious, as if looking at some new electronic gadget, or some carpenter tool she had never seen. My girlfriend always has great attention to detail and knows good craftsmanship when she sees it. This one was definitely handmade. 

"Looks like a strap-on to me," I say casually, "but I wonder where that inside thing goes?"

"Well, down there, for the woman somewhere, right?" she says, not really sure herself. 

"Well, yeah, but where?" I ask, and before I finish that question, she's over at the heavily tatooed lesbian behind the sales counter, asking her point blank, and quite audibly: 

"On that strap on over there, where does the inside thing go?" 

See, that's why I loved my girlfriend. She just didn't care what anyone thinks, she just asked what she wanted to know and said what she feels. I loved her for that more than anything else in the world. In fact, I envied her for it.

The lesbian chick, somewhat annoyed that she has to get her fat ass of the stool behind the counter, doesn't say anything, just walks over and angles the strap-on off its hook on the wall. 

"You wear it like this," she says, holding the harness in front of her, "and so this thing goes into your rectum. It's pretty cool!" and she hands it to my girlfriend and walks back to her stool. 

"Wow! Amazing!" my girlfriend says - not so much about the orgasmn potential of the harness, but simply admiring the leather, its seams and buckles, and the material and shape and color of the two dildos. 

I just smile to myself about her, moving on, knowing that she'll spend a lot more thought on how the harness is designed than on how it would feel to fuck me with it. After all, she does work as a seamstress from time to time, it's purely professional curiosity. I move on to the other items, some of them on sale, this weekend only, and squarely step on his foot. The guy from the restaurant is out shopping. 

"Oh, hello there, what the hell are you doing here??" I blurt out, both of us off guard, hearing my girlfriend laughing her sometimes viscious laugh. 

"Oh, well, just looking to see what's here." he lies, a porn video in his hand. 

"Yeah, right," my girlfriend says sarcastically to him, then to me "ok, we are getting this!" she holds two cheesy postcards of Key West in front of her, "Can I have some money?"

I wasn't really surprised that she had put the harness back. The missed opportunity didn't really hit me untill surfer boy from the restaurant laughs, "Wow, that's a nice postcard..."

"I have no idea what's going on..." I glance at my girlfriend at the cashier, then looking at the surfer boy, letting my eyes run down his chest to his crotch, thinking, "Do you want to come with us, do you want to cum with us, surfer boy, you have no idea how much I'd love to take you home with us, you have no idea..." 

I am standing around awkwardly, waiting for my girlfriend, hoping that somehow she'll strike up a conversation with surfer boy, that somehow one word will lead to another and somehow we will end up at home, where she will fuck my ass while I suck his cock while he licks her cunt while he fucks her ass while she rides my cock. 

I catch myself staring at his crotch, or rather I get caught by my girlfriend saying, "Ok, let's go baby!" and to surfer boy, who is turning back to the video section, "Have fun!" Yeah, have fun. Have fun watching that video by yourself while we write postcards.

Two minutes later we are in our hotel room, and I feel ill. I am in no mood to write postcards. I am in the mood to feel sorry for myself and to act like a little child. I am in the mood to sleep and hide and cry. Of course, my girlfriend notices right away. 

"What's wrong?" she asks. 

"Oh nothing, I am tired." I say. 

"Yeah, right," she says, "what's wrong, baby, tell me!" 

My girlfriend is not one to give up easily. When she wants to know something, there is no point trying not to tell her. So I tell her. 

"I was hoping you'd get that strap-on." I say quietly. 

"Oh really?? You did? What, for me??"

"Uhum...." I say, even more quiet. 

I am scared as hell that she'll laugh at me, scared as hell that she'll freak out, or judge me, take the next plane home and leave me. But she just looks at me, with a puzzled face I had never seen on her.

And all she says is, "Wow." 

"Yeah, wow..." I think. 

Then, slowly, as if she were afraid of the answer, she asks, "Are you bi or gay all of a sudden?" 

I don't know what to say. Am I? I love her more than anything else in the world, so I can't be gay. In my mind, I would love to suck surfer boy's cock right now though, so I must be bi, no? Does it matter? I am not asking her that question though, because I know the answer. Of course it fucking matters, it changes everything. 

But I look at her, I look at her soft face and her strong eyes, I think of our fist date when she told me a lot of stuff that most people would't tell on their first date, and I know the simple answer: 

"No, I am not gay or bi. Sometimes I think about sucking a cock, like surfer boy today. But it's just a phantasy. Would I do it for real? Yeah, maybe, maybe not, but only if you were there. With you there, I could think of lots of things I could do. If they happen, fine, if not, it's ok, too. But other than that, I'd just like you to fuck my ass, it's pretty simple." 

She gives me a long look. Maybe it's not that simple, for her. Maybe she thinks I am lying, maybe she thinks about all her trips out of town, wondering how many guys I've already let fuck me. But there weren't any guys and there weren't any women since I met her. Ever. 

"So why did you never tell me?" she asks. 


My Girlfriend



"I don't know. You never asked..." I say, almost defensively.

"Oh, please, how would I know?" she aks, matter-if-fact.

I am still waiting for her to laugh and yell at me, to accuse me of this or that or the other, to pack her stuff, leave the room, and go straight back to New York. 

Instead, she just says, "Go to bed, I'll be right back."

It takes her ten minutes to come back and two more minutes to have me on my knees, my hands tied together and cuffed to the metal headboard of the bed. Her hands are roughly massaging a bottle of something-or-other-scented oil into my ass. When she's on a mission, she's not easy to stop. And I don't want to stop her. Not at all. I want to feel her hands massaging my ass, want to feel her fingers driving circles around my tight hole. And she does. 

Slipping a finger into me, sliding it out, licking around my ass, as she holds my hard cock and spreads that oil all over it. 

"You've always been wanting to try this, haven't you?" she snarls.

Her voice is deep and cold now, but she's making me hot and helpless. I am scared and nervous and rock hard, and I am praying that she won't stop, that this is not a dream. But she is not stopping, and the only dream is my girlfriend, and she is real.

I look around, watching her handling the harness, roughly sliding its big inner dildo into her pussy, buckling its belt, holding her strapped-on cock pointing into my direction, measuring its 7 inches, checking the harness for a tight fit, clearly as mesmerized by her looks in the bedroom mirror as I am.

Her index finger drives into my ass, slowly, but firmly, all the way, and I am tightening up hard, then trying to relax and pushing out. It's hurting, but it's not, and when I look around again, I see her dripping gallons of oil onto her cock, massaging it with an expression of amazement on her face that I had never seen before.

"Relax, baby, relax..." she says, stroking my cock and her cock and my ass, seemingly all at the same time. 

"You should have told me," she whispers, "you know I love you, don't you?" 

She is spreading my asscheeks with her hands, slowly pushing her cock against my tight asshole. 

"You should have told me, my baby..." she says again, slowly driving herself into me, very slowly, untill her cock passes my muscles and make them melt with her. 

"I love you so much!" she says, her voice shaking, as she drives deeper and deeper into my body. 

She stays burried in me, deeper than my own cock has ever been in her, it seems, and she reaches around and grips my hard cock, stroking it so slow that I am forced to move my hips into her hand, making her cock slide back. I need to get fucked, my cock is aching for her hand to squeeze me and to fuck me, and my ass opens up for her cock. I realize how stupid I had been, how much I had underestimated her, and myself, and I love her more than ever.

She starts giving me what I had always wanted and never dared to ask for, and she gives me more than I ever knew anyone could. 

"Oh, fuck," she says, at if it's dawning on her now what we are doing, "...so how much," she asks in a coarse voice, "how much would you have loved to take that guy home, baby? Would you have liked to suck his cock? I bet he was super horny. I bet you would have loved to suck his cock, wouldn't you?" 

I have never heard her talk like this. 

"Oh, god, baby..." I moan, out of my mind, feeling her fingernails scratching my back, letting my ass suck on her cock, finally feeling like I never dared to feel with my girlfriend, our love amplified and multiplied a thousand times, "Yes, I think I would have loved to suck his cock very much. Would you have liked to watch me suck his cock?"

"Yes, I think, I would had loved for you to suck his cock, I would have loved to suck that hard cock myself. I wish you would fuck my ass while I suck his cock, while he is licking my wet cunt, sucking on my clit... But right now, all I want to do is fuck my baby's ass...." 

And with that, she started to fuck me. Hard, deep, fast, and without mercy. I have no idea how I was able to take it like that, but I did. Her cock filled my ass completely, but I wanted it, and I pushed back against her, back onto her cock and forward into her tight slippery hand, wondering why it didn't hurt, wondering whether this is how it feels for her when the roles are reversed and I fuck her ass.

As i felt my ass relaxing completely, taking her in hard and deep, feeling her hand stroking my cock, I was wondering why I had never realized that our love is unable to hurt, that what we have is so much stronger than any of my secret phantasies, wondering why I had never realized that the only thing she could have possibly said to me if I had told her months and months ago that I want her to fuck me, is what she said right now, loud and clear as we both came and came, hard and together:

"I love you, baby! I love you so much!"

So, yes, I learned my lesson. There's no point in hiding. I was totally in love with my girlfriend before Key West, we could talk about everything, we comforted each other, we helped each other, we wanted kids. And we still do, more so than ever. It was a fucking waste of time really, two full years, not to tell her about the one phantasy I've always had: that I wanted her to fuck my ass. Well, not really, those two years still had been the best years of my life up untill that point. But still. Then again, there's a couple more phantasies I've always had. Will they ever come true? The ones that don't involve just the two of us? I don't care anymore, it's not important. What is important is that we'll get married soon and that we'll manage to get that double harness through airport security on our way back to New York. 



My Girlfriend



Her name is Amanda. She is full figured redhead with desire for sexy hot encounters with both men and women. She stands about five foot four and has emerald green eyes. He breasts are 40D and her pussy is clean shaven. She loves to fuck in every way imaginable, is into voyeurism and also considers herself to be bisexual. 

Her best friend's name is Samantha, but her friends call her Sam. She is a petite woman, with black hair, blue eyes and a like Amanda has a luscious appetite for sex and she is also bisexual. She is two years older then Amanda. She lives alone on a farm near a small Midwest town. 

This is their story, on how they went from being best friends to lovers. As Amanda, remembered the day everything started, she closed her eyes, licked her lips and said, "Oh god, what a delicious memory! I had just been invited over to Samantha's house for lunch and to relax, and talk like all women do. However, as things progressed, we both ended up being a little naughty."

After lunch, the two women decided to take a long walk through the wooded area behind the house. Samantha, grabbed a blanket and said, "Time to commune with nature. Are you ready Amanda?"

Amanda grinned and said, "Sam, I am always ready! Let's go."

Samantha smirked and said, "Well I just might see how ready you really are, in a moment or two."

As they walked off toward the woods, Amanda wondered if Samantha was hinting about some sexy hot fun. She felt her nipples harden and her pussy become wet with juices. Oh god, she would love to see what this black haired beauty had under her clothing. After all they have often talked about their bi-sexual encounters. Amanda masturbated many times to a sensual fantasized about having sex with Samantha.

As they went further into the woods, Sam stopped and said, "I need a rest, let's lay the blanket down and sit here for awhile. I love the privacy and quiet surroundings."

Amanda grinned and said, "I never knew you would tire so quickly."

Sam smiled a devilish smile and replied, "Well to tell you the truth, I am not tired at all. I am horny! If you don't mind me saying something, I thought we could have a little sexy fun and maybe a mutual masturbation session out here in the woods."

Amanda licked her lips and said, "Now Sam, you have to quit reading my mind. You see, I was just drooling over your sexy body ever since we left the house. You also know that I love to go outside, somewhere private, strip and masturbate. The risk of someone seeing me makes me cum so fucking hard. By the way, I do not want to do some mutual masturbation session, I want my mouth on your hot pussy."

Sam patted the blanket and told Amanda to sit down. She just realized that Amanda wanted her just as much as she wanted Amanda. 

The moment Amanda sat down, Sam leaned over and pulled her toward her and planted a kiss on her, strong enough to curl Amanda's toes.

Amanda kissed Sam back letting her tongue slide between her lips. Oh god, she tasted better then she could ever imagine. As they embraced, Amanda, caressed Sam with her fingers. 

Amanda felt Sam's body tremble and uttered, "Let's take our cloths off, I am dying to touch you!"

As Sam stripped, Amanda quivered and felt her clit swell with anticipation. Sam's lovely olive complexion and beautiful petite body was more than just exotic in appearance. She was just made for sex. She did not realize it yet, but after this sexual encounter, they would become lovers.

Amanda then removed her clothes and watched Sam. When she took of her bra, she gasped and then said, "Oh fuck, those are the most beautiful tits I have ever seen. I cannot wait to suck and nibble on them. Lay down honey."

Amanda replied, "I thought you would never ask. Oh god, I love it when someone sucks and bites my nipples."

Sam moved until she was sitting next to Amanda and began tracing circles around her swelling nipples with her fingers. She felt Amanda tremble and said, "Feels good don't it?"

Amanda's responded by pulling Sam's face toward her nipples and saying, "Sam, I need to feel your hot tongue and lips tantalizing my nipples. Suck them hard!"

Sam could not resist such a sweet temptation and suckled Amanda's right nipple like a baby. When she pulled the nipple with her teeth and bit it, Amanda purred like a kitten.

Amanda reached up and started rolling Sam's nipple between her finger and thumb. She loved playing with a woman's breast. She just had to taste Sam's pussy. She paused for a moment and said, "Sit on my face as you do my nipples I am dying to eat your pussy!"

Sam straddled Amanda's head and then leaned forward and continued tantalizing her nipples, one and then the other. 

Amanda's eyes were glued to Sam's pussy now that is was close enough to taste. She licked her lips, separated the pussy lips and ran her tongue from Sam's swollen clit to her asshole. MMMM, she tasted like pure honey. 

Sam stopped sucking Amanda's nipple long enough to say, "I have been fantasizing about this for a long time now. Oh baby, I want you. Aaarrrggghhh, yessssssss keep it up! Oh god Amanda, I need to cum so fucking bad."

Amanda quivered hard because of all the excitement with feeling that were hard to describe. She had great sex with her boyfriend Jack, but never felt this turned on before. She had to remind herself to breathe as her mouth and fingers explored Sam's pussy. 

Unlike Amanda's bald pussy, Sam's had just the slightest hint of pubic hair. Her skin was soft and luxurious. Her breasts were not too big and were perfectly shaped with hard erect nipples. Amanda could not get enough of this raven haired beauty. 

Amanda let go of all the passion within her. She was so excited she could hardly talk. Her clit throbbed with anticipation and her skin tingled. With a shaking voice she said, "Eat my cunt!"

Sam smiled and said, "I thought you'd never ask! Mmmmm, this is going to be fun!" Diving into Amanda's hot box like a puppy going after a bowl of milk.

Samantha's tongue slithered between the folds of Amanda's pussy. She ran her tongue up and down as Amanda mimicked her every move. When she encircled her clit, Amanda arched her back and began to shake uncontrollably as Sam slid two fingers inside slippery canal and began sucking her clit enthusiastically. 

All the sensations of this wonderful moment overtook Amanda and she climaxed so hard she nearly passed out. Sam eagerly ate every drop of Amanda's sweet nectar. 

When she regained some composure Amanda dove into Sam's pussy with zeal. She shoved three fingers inside her hot hole as her tongue tantalized her clit. 

Sam screamed, "Oh god, bite my clit gently honey! OMG, yes! Now, tongue fuck me baby. Harder! Ooooh fuck I am cumming!!!" 

Thank goodness the two women were deep in the woods as that scream would of scared the cows so much they would not produce milk. 

The two women sat up Sam then took Amanda in her arms. She kissed her deeply savoring the taste of her cum on her lips. 

Amanda broke the kiss and said. ""I will never forget this day, Sweety." 

Sam kissed Amanda's check and said, "Me neither, Doll. Do you want to know something? I could very easily fall in love with you."

Amanda and Sam's life was never the same after that. Sex between the two woman gave them great pleasure. They kissed and fingered each other slowly and each time we were close to a climax, then they would back off and then let it build up again. They learned how to climax together mutually after letting the tension build up for hours. They became inseparable. 

Then one night, Samantha surprised Amanda with a strap on cock. But that is another story.

My Girlfriend part two

Remember, Amanda, the full figured redhead and her bisexual lover Samantha. Well this is the story about their next adventure. 

Sam spoke into the phone and said, "Amanda, are you busy this weekend? My pussy and I miss you something fierce."

Amanda replied, "Well Sam, isn't this a coincidence I have the whole weekend to myself because Jack has to work. I was wondering the same thing. My clit is throbbing for your sweet tongue." 

Sam replied, "Good, how about joining me for supper here Friday, say six pm." We can explore each others hot bodies and I can show you the new toy, I just bought."

Amanda replied, "Sounds like a devious plan to me, See you around six pm Friday."

Sam, decided to wear her soft blue dress and tennis shoes. After all, there was no need to dress up fancy, she would not be wearing them long, once Amanda got there.

Sam was in the kitchen putting the dishes on the table when she heard a car pull up. When she heard the familiar beep of the doors locking, she knew Amanda was there. 

Sam then walked over to the door opened it, and was met by Amanda. She was wearing an aqua colored sweater and blue jeans. He aqua accented her long red hair. Sam told herself, "Oh sweetheart, you are gorgeous!"

Amanda saw Sam looking and with a heart melting smile said, "Hi, how's your day been?" 

Sam replied, "Fine, now that you are here." She pulled Amanda into her arms and kissed her deep letting their tongues intertwine. Then said, "I am glad you are here. I think you know where you will be sleeping, let me show you where to put your things."

Amanda replied, "I would have it no other way. Now if you don't mind I need a cup of coffee."

Sam told her to put her things away and she would bring her one. Amanda could not help looking at Sam's legs and ass as she walked out the bedroom door. They were bare as usual and the blue dress accented her raven hair. 

Her clit began to throb her nipples swell, and she told herself, "Oh god, I cannot wait to taste that sweet pussy. She's beautiful."

Sam returned with the cup of coffee and found Amanda sitting cross legged on the bed. She took the cup from Sam and took a sip then asked, "What's this surprise you have to show me?"

Sam winked and said, "Well my dear, you will have to wait until after supper. Just know this, you will love it."

Amanda frowned and then said, "Well I am a little bit hungry. Hey, can I have you for dessert?"

Sam kissed Amanda's check and said, "Do you want whip crème and a cherry with that dessert?"

Amanda replied, "Hell no, I prefer you el-natural."

Amanda walked arm and arm with Sam toward the kitchen for supper. She thought of the argument Jack and her had the past weekend about her relationship with Sam. Why couldn't she have Jack and Sam as lovers, fuck buddies and friends. She fought back the tears swelling up in her eyes again.

She then leaned over and with a shaky voice said, "Sam, I love you! However I have a wee problem, Jack does not understand why I could love another person, let alone a woman." "Damn-it, I do not want to chose, I want to love you both. He is being a royal ass about it, just last weekend we had a big fight. I have been thinking about breaking up with him, but I really do not want to do that. However, if I do, that means I wont have a place to live."

Sam stopped and looked into Amanda's tearful eyes and pulled her close. She then said, "Awww honey, I am sorry to hear that. Now quit your fretting, you can always move in with me, if you need a place to live. After all this place does have three bedrooms. Let's talk about that later, I bet we could come up with a plan that suits everyone. Now let's eat before my stomach begins to chew on my backbone."

Amanda replied, "Thanks, it's nice to know I can live with you if something happens. What's for supper?"

Sam replied, "Sirloin steak, baked potatoes and green beans. I also have soda and beer."

Amanda sat down and said, "MMM delicious, I'll have a beer if you don't mind." Her mind then wandered to dessert, she could see her lips glued to Sam's pussy as there body slid together in ecstasy. 

They ate slowly and talked about everything. They finally came up with a plan to help Amanda keep Jack and be able to keep loving Sam. 

The plan was that Amanda was to call Jack and tell him she could not go on without him, making is sound so pitiful he could not resist coming to the farm to patch things up. Then if Jack called Sam, she would invite him up to the farm as soon as possible. They both set about putting the plan in action.

While Amanda was doing that, Sam would call her bisexual friend Andy. She would tell him that she needed him to teach a straight guy about bisexuality. 

Amanda picked up her cell phone and called Jack. She then told him how much she missed him, and even cried at bit, laying it on extra thick. She then gave him Sam's phone number, then told him goodbye. She hoped he would call Sam next. 

While she was doing this Sam called her friend Andy and told him about their devious plan. He agreed to be there in about an hour. Then cautioned her that the plan might backfire. Sam then told him that it was worth trying. Then she told him where the spare key was and told him when he got there to be quiet and let himself in. Then to wait for her in the bedroom on the north side of the house. 

While they waited Sam got Amanda another beer and said, "Relax honey it will all work out."

Just then Sam's phone rang and she told Amanda she would take it in the den. When she picked it up, it was Jack. He was very distraught and said he would do anything to keep Amanda. He asked her if he could come up for the weekend. Sam said, "You had better if you want to keep Amanda in your life."

Jack told Sam, that he would be there within an hour. Adding not to tell Amanda as he wanted to surprise Amanda.

Sam told Jack goodbye and hung up the phone, then walked back into the kitchen and told Amanda that so far everything was going as planned. 

Sam then said, "Sit tight for a moment, I will be right back." 

Sam left the room and when she returned all she was wearing was her bra and panties. She then walked around the table to where Amanda was, sat on her lap and kissed her long and hard. 

Amanda reached stood up and said, "Dessert time lover."

Amanda pulled Sam into her arms and closed her eyes as their lips met. She then opened her lips a little more as Sam's tongue slid into her mouth. She kissed Sam with all the passion within her as her fingers caressed Sam's taunt nipples through her bra.

Sam stopped the kiss only to reached back and unhooked the bra and discarded it in the hallway as they proceeded to walk to her bedroom.

Sam then helped Amanda strip and then removed her panties. She guided Amanda over to the bed and told her to lay down on her back. She kissed her once more while her fingers reached out for Amanda's hard nipples. 

Amanda responded with a moan and slid her hand along Sam's thigh up toward her wanting pussy. She slid her index finger along Sam's drenched bare cunt and then brought the fingers to her lips. 

Amanda then said, "Mmmm, ooh yummy, this is sweeter then honey, baby!"

Sam then said, "Amanda are you read for your surprise?"

Amanda replied, "Yessssssss, I cannot wait to see what it is."

Sam moved and pulled open the bedside table and took out a strap on vibrator that looked a good ten inches long. She then winked and said, "I been wanting to fuck you like a man, ever since I laid eyes on you darling. Nevertheless, since I do not have a dick, I think this will do."

Amanda sat up and replied, "Oh, my god, do you want help putting it on?" When Sam shook her head no, Amanda laid back down spread her legs wide and slide two fingers into her hot drenched hole. Ooooh god she needed fucked, deep and hard. 

Amanda trembled and said, "Fuck me Sam, NOW!"

Sam moved and slid the toy the length of Amanda hairy pussy from her clit to her ass. A long hard moan escaped from Amanda's throat as she slid the toy slowly into her wanting pussy. Sam begin fucking Amanda and increased the tempo as her arousal grew. 

Amanda reached up and pulled Sam's breast to her lips and begin sucking and biting them as Sam fucked her. She stopped only long enough to say, "Ooooh fuck Sam, I love your surprise! Want to know something, you fuck me better then Jack ever did. Show me no mercy, Oooooooh god make me cum!"

Sam could not resist such a sweet temptation and drove the fake dick into her deep and hard. 

When Amanda reached up and begin tantalizing her nipples again she screamed, "Ooooh honey, bit them baby."

As Sam fucked Amanda, she felt her tremble and knew she would soon cum. She stopped Amanda sucking her nipples for a moment then leaned back so she could watch the toy go in and out of Amanda's pussy. She then reached down and began rubbing her clit and continued fucking her with the strap on.

Amanda thrust her hips into the toy and quivered hard. As her first earth shattering climax overtook her she screamed, "AARRRGGGGHHHH, I am cumming!"

Sam collapsed on Amanda then kissed her hard saying, "God that felt so good!" 

Amanda then said, "It's your turn now Sam. Give me that toy, I want to fuck you while you are on all fours. That way I can play with your clit and asshole if I want."

Sam got on all fours as Amanda put on the toy. She could not wait to have the fake dick shoved deep in her hot hole and maybe her ass. She quivered and said, "Fuck me! Amanda!"

Amanda licked her lips and said, "It's fucking time," then guided the toy slowly into Sam's vagina. She pulled the dick all the way out then shoved it in again repeatedly going deeper with each thrust until the toy was buried in Sam's pussy. 

Sam threw her head back and yelled, "Push it in deeper, Oooooooh god fuck me hard!"

Amanda fucked her and was met by Sam thrusting her hips into the fake dick. She then heard Sam moan, "Mmmm, yesss! Ooooh just like that. Good, keep going, shove it all the way in, yessssssss, Ooooh fuck yesss!" 

They begin fucking in like wild animals in heat. Sam then started shaking hard and shouted, "I'm cumming," and Amanda nearly fell off the bed. 

All the sudden their excitement was broken by someone knocking on the back door. Sam grabbed her robe and growled, "Now who in the hell could that be?"

She left to answer the door and Amanda wondered if it could be Jack. A million thoughts crossed her mind and she told herself, "Oh god, what am I going to do if it is him?"

After what seemed like and eternity the bedroom door opened quickly. There stood Sam and Jack. Jack looked a little surprised seeing her naked on Sam's bed. 

Jack then looked at her with those sad puppy dog eyes and said, "I hope you do not mind the invasion sweety. I could not stand the thought of being without you. I love you baby. I will do anything to keep you."

Neither Amanda or Sam said anything for a moment, both looking at Jack in total surprise. Sam looked at Amanda who nodded in agreement then said, "Surely there is room for one more in this huge bed."

Jack replied, "Well Sam, it's your home. I am not going to complain about being in bed with two beautiful women."

My Girlfriend part three

Amanda patted the bed beside her and said "Come join us, Jack."

Jack stripped and got on the bed, pulled Amanda close and kissed her passionately. Then turned and kissed Sam as his fingers caressed each woman's hot body.

Sam then told Jack to lay down on the bed. She looked at his smooth shaven dick and told him she loved it. She also told him, she hated to see that the two of them might split up her. In the back of her mind she told herself, she would do all she could to make that would not happen.

Sam moved and leaned against the headboard for support and straddled his face. She gravitated against his face as his lips and tongue tantalized her hot pussy. She moaned as his nose began rubbing her clit. 

Jack took no time in eating her pussy as his slithered between her wet vaginal lips. Ummm, she was wet and just as sweet tasting as him Amanda. 

Amanda moved up and took Jack's dick in her hand and then placed it between her lips. She loved sucking dick just as much as eating pussy. 




My Girlfriend



Jack swallowed hard and almost passed out when Amanda swallowed his throbbing dick. God, she really knew how to suck a dick! 

Then Amanda straddled his hips and guided his dick into her hot wet love tunnel. Her hot pussy gripped tightly on his dick. Amanda started sliding her pussy up and down on his dick as he went back to eating Sam's hot box. Sam in turn started playing with Amanda's breast rolling the erect nipples between her thumb and forefinger. 

After a couple of minutes, Amanda Screamed, "Oh fuck, I am going to cum again!" 

Sam kissed her hard and then said, "Ooooh fuck me too, bite my clit Jack!"

Jack thrust his dick deep and bit Sam's clit.  Amanda shouted, "I'm cumming," covering his dick and balls with her cum. Sam came simultaneously filling his mouth with her sweet nectar.

Both women raised up off the bed and Jack said, "Finished already?" 

Sam then replied, "No way, Hun. I will be right back." 

When she returned Sam told Jack to turn over. His did as ordered thinking he was about to eat a Amanda's sweet pussy. She got on the bed from the bottom end and he could not really see what she was doing. 

Amanda then put her arm around Jack's shoulder and whispered, "Are you enjoying yourself, Jack?"

He replied, "As a matter of fact I am baby. I did not know things could be this good."

Just then he heard Sam chuckle and say, "Well things are just about to get better."

Jack felt Sam move up behind him. When she placed her knees between his and spread his legs wide he was kind of confused as to what she was going to do. 

All the sudden, Amanda pulled him close as if she was hugging him. Sam then spread his ass cheeks and he felt something hard on his asshole. He grasp, Sam was going to fuck his ass!

He tried to look over his should and protest, but with them holding him he could not move. Oh he could of got away from them, but he did not want to hurt either woman.

Jack squealed, "You can't do this Sam! I am not into this gay type crap. I am straight as can be."

Amanda replied, "Calm down Jack! You don't have to be gay to enjoy things like this. Sam and I are not lesbians. We are bi-sexual and enjoy the pleasures of both sexes." 

Sam then assured him saying, "This is not a big dildo either. It's a anal vibrator, six inches long and slender. Amanda and I have used it on each other. Now relax and try to enjoy it." 

Jack then shouted, "I have not been with another guy in my entire life. I have not had not had anything in my ass, but Amanda's finger. I am sure that I do not want this damn ass fucking!"

Sam then said, "Fucking someone's ass if just for sexual pleasure. You love being with a woman so I know you are not gay. Let me do it, Jack. I promise not to hurt you. I will use a lot of lubrication and go very slow and if it does I will stop."

Jack then said, "Well, I am still not sure about it, but if you promise you won't hurt me, I think I will try it. 

Sam smeared the cool jelly between his ass cheeks and used her index finger to push some of the lube into his anus. That he did not mind, because Amanda had teased and fingered his asshole many times when they were fucking and he always came like crazy.

Jack felt her pull her finger out. Then Sam told him she was applying more lube, but this time to her fingers. She then worked two fingers into his asshole. It felt tight and Jack told her it didn't hurt. 

Amanda then moved and got under him and took hold of his dick and guided into her pussy again. He started fucking Amanda and almost forgot about the toy in his ass. 

Sam teased his ass in unison of his fucking Amanda's pussy. Then when least expected Jack felt the vibrator pop inside of his ass. It was a sensation like nothing he ever felt before. It really did not hurt, just had a kind of sting to it at first. He felt full and as if he needed to take a dump. 

Sam watched Jack's reaction, then held the vibrator in his ass for a moment, letting his ass adjust to the size. a few seconds before he felt more of it slowly sliding inside him. 

Jack then felt the toy very slowly being pulled out only to be pushed back in again. The sensation was causing his dick to throb and he continued to fuck Amanda as Sam fucked his ass. 

Jack actually began to enjoy it and understand why some people love their ass's fucked. He kissed Amanda and said, "I love you my sweet baby. You and Sam are right, there is no real pain, I like it. It is an enjoyable feeling."

Amanda returned the kiss and said, "I knew you would come around to my way of thinking if you just gave it some time."

Sam spoke up and said, "Well, it's about time. You are a good guy Jack and I would hate seeing the two of you break up. Now, relax I am going to start fucking your ass faster and harder. If it hurts, let me know, OK?"

Jack replied, "You bet I will!" 

After a couple of minutes Amanda asked "Why don't Sam and I trade places. I know you would like to fuck her too."

Jack smiled devilishly and replied, "Why not, we are all just one big happy family aren't we.?"

Sam laughed and said, "Looks that way doesn't it? Is anyone unhappy?"

Jack and Amanda both nodded there head no and Sam then ask Jack to get on top of her and give her a good hard fucking. She laid down and Jack slid his dick deep inside her. 

Jack had secretly desired the raven haired beauty, but was afraid to say so as he thought Amanda might become jealous.

Amanda resumed fucking his ass. Then told him the other end of the toy was on her clit and she loved watching him fuck another woman. 

Amanda's style was different from Sam's, in that she liked to push it all the way in, hard and fast, hold it in for a few seconds before slowly withdrawing for another plunge. Needless to say, he enjoyed both methods.

Sam's movements and sounds told Jack she was enjoying the fucking he was giving her. Sam then told Jack that she felt another climax build. He said, "Cum for me Sam, cover my dick!"

Sam's scream emerged deep within her throat as her body trembled with a climax. 

All the sudden Jack heard Amanda gasp. She was cumming from the effects of vibrator massaging her clit as she fucked him. 

Jack started to speak, but Amanda put her hand over his and said, "Enough talking dear, it's our turn to make you come now!"

They both giggled as Sam got off the bed and went to the dresser and opened a drawer. She took something out he could not see then came back to the bed. 

Amanda then spoke up and said, "Jack, you don't mind being blindfolded do you? I hope you aren't claustrophobic, trust me you will enjoy this too."

Jack replied, "No, I am not claustrophobic. I have trusted you so far, go for it baby!"

They put the blindfold on him and told him he could not touch them either. He was to be the center of pleasure. Amanda then, "Don't go away, Jack. We will be right back."

Sam told Amanda to wait outside her bedroom door as she went and got Andy. He was waiting in the other bedroom.

When Sam came into the room, she told Andy things were ready. She wanted Jack to learn about bisexuality and that is was not a threat to anyone's relationship. She told him not to say anything while in the room at all, unless things backfired. He agreed and followed Sam to her bedroom.

It seemed like an eternity before the door to the bedroom opened and closed. Jack did not know who was there as no on was speaking. The next thing he felt was a hand on his dick. A few strokes, pause, then fingers in his pubic hair, pause, then his balls were squeezed, then the hand was gone. 

Oh god, his dick was standing straight up in anticipation of the mysterious events unfolding. Then someone pulled his arms and legs apart and were tying then to the four corners of the bed.

Finally he heard Amanda say, "Sam, I think he is ready now!"

Then the hand was back, it fondled his balls, then moved up his shaft. Then another hand took hold of his dick and started stroking it, slowly with intermittent squeezes. 

Jack then felt a tongue make a lap around the head and lick at the precum on the tip. The tongue tantalized his shaft and balls as well. He moaned when he felt the person's lips slide down over his dick. He was not able to see who it was and that was both agonizing and exciting as well. Someone sure knew how to give Jack one hell of a blowjob. He could not figure out which woman it was. 

When the person completely engulfed his dick, he could feel the tightness around the head of his dick and knew he was being deep throated. 

The sucking stopped and Amanda whispered in his ear, "Are you really enjoying it? Make sure you let me know when you are almost at your climax. I have a surprise for you at that time."

Jack just nodded his head as he was getting one of the best blowjobs he ever received. God he would not going to last much longer.

He then shouted, "Fuck, I'm gonna come! Ooooh yeah, keep going, suck my dick! Aaarrrggghhh, I'm cumming!!!"

Just then Amanda ripped of the blindfold and Jack raised his head to see another man sucking his dick.

Sam then spoke up and said, "Jack, meet my bisexual friend Andy."

Jack, looked around at the three of them and then straight at Amanda. He was so unsettled could not speak, or think of what to say.

Amanda just looked at him and said, "Honey, did you enjoy your blow job. Your first ever blow job from another man?"

Jack frowned and yelled, "You knew about this, didn't you? You and Sam plotted the whole thing."

Sam then sat down on the chair next to the bed and spoke calmly to him saying, "Jack, we did not plot against you. Amanda really does love you and was really devastated at the thought of loosing you. So I helped her plan this whole weekend. Now tell me, has anything happened to you that you didn't enjoy?"

Jack looked at Sam and said, "Well---no,---but---"

Andy then said, "But what Jack? Your not knowing was the only way we could pull this off. Now tell me something Jack, Do you love Amanda as much as she does you?"

Jack hung his head and replied, "Yes, I really love Amanda."

Andy then said, "Well man, that is all that counts. Hey, I am going to let the three of you work things out, it's late and I need to go home. Thanks for the fun Sam, love yahs, doll."

Sam replied, "Your welcome, let me walk with you, these two need to be alone right now."

Jack looked into Amanda's eyes and uttered, "Come her you sweet sexy thing. He pulled her close and kissed her deeply then said, "I love you baby. I now understand why you love Samantha too. I will not keep the two of you apart as long as we are together. " 

Amanda laid her head against his check and said, ""Jack, I have an idea. Why don't we move in with Sam?"

Sam overheard the question as she walked back into the room. She put her arms around the two of them and said, "Don't you think you ought to ask me that question? I do have the room for the three of us if you want to move here. That way we can be a real family." 



My Girlfriend



Standing in my girlfriend's kitchen, we packed her belongings and wiped out the cupboards. There were moments of conversation, but more times of deafening silence with the sound of dishes the only reminder we were there. 

We have known one another since high school. A week after her fortieth birthday she told me her husband accepted a job across the country. That shock sent an emotional tidal wave through my body. I have always viewed her as wild and sassy, a true Mexican spitfire. She has always been the wild one of our friendship, while I lived vicariously through her escapades. We're both about 5'4" but built quite differently. She buys Levi's because of her thin hips, while I have a rounded figure. What she lacks in ass she makes up in tits. On several occasions I admired her body, but kept it to myself and offered joking remarks to her about it. 

"So when are you leaving?"

"Three weeks."

"You're packing early."

"I have the entire house to do, I don't want caught at the last minute."

"I understand."

I kept working as we spoke, but I felt tears welling in my eyes. I didn't want her to see me because I knew this move was just as hard for her. I didn't want to make it any worse. As I stood there working I thought back over all the years we have known one another, 26 total. We both married and had kids. Even when life got busy we still found time to call occasionally. Our contact was not always constant, but even after six months of living life we knew we could pick up the phone and call one another like no time had passed. 

"Did you get the pans under the stove?"

"Huh?"

"You need to clean out your ears girl." She chuckled.

I couldn't resist laughing with her. "What did you say bitch?"

Her contagious laughter flowed, "You are the only person I have ever allowed to call me that." 

I looked at her with a soft smile, "I know."

"What am I going to do without you so close?"

I saw the mood on her face change quickly. Never one to allow anyone to see her emotions, she had always had that freedom with me for some reason. 

"I'm sure you will find an innocent white girl to corrupt in California."

"You know what I mean."

"Yeah, I do. We can still talk on the phone like we do now."

"But, I won't be able to jump in my car and drive to see you whenever I want."

"I know, but there isn't really any alternative."

"You're right, you're always right. Even when I have one of my dumbass attacks and rant like a fucking wild woman you always bring me back to earth. You're like my base. You know what I'm sayin'?"

"I know honey."

Without another word we went back to work. I knew her mind was running rampant about things that needed done. I also knew she was sad that we were going to be so far apart. After all these years of being friends it almost felt like we had taken it for granted, until now. 

When we met my parents didn't approve of her, she was Mexican, I was white. She was always in trouble. I always tried to be good. Inwardly I had always admired her strength and yet when she was upset or hurting she called me for strength. Early on I knew she trusted me more than anyone in her life, something that was very rare for someone that had grown up hard and fast.

"Do you remember the first time you got in trouble with me?"

I laughed, "Yeah."

"You came to baby-sit with me and that girl down the street was so jealous that you were hangin' out with me."

"Yes, she was."

"If I would have known she was peeking in the windows I wouldn't have rolled that doobie and gotten you in trouble with your parents."

"It all worked out in the end, but you did play into the reason my parents didn't want me around your Mexican ass."

"Haha, yeah. I really did feel bad, but yanno I thought it was cool that you keep being my friend even when your parents didn't want you to."

"Someone had to keep your ass straight. It was my only shot at sainthood."

She threw a kitchen sponge at me, soaking wet. It landed with a thud on the cupboard door, just narrowly missing my head. Her laughter filled the kitchen. Snatching it up, I turned and prepared to launch it back but she ducked in the nick of time, laughing and dancing around, taunting me.

All the years of watching how sexy she is filled my senses. She was and is the proverbial Latina Lover. So many times I had listened to her recant moments that she had seen a hot guy in a club and seduced him. She could sell ice to an Eskimo, she was so hot, but it was always on her terms. If anyone got too close to her, or she felt herself getting too close to them she severed all ties. That was how our friendship evolved over the years. Many times I didn't hear from her for months, but she always knew where I was when she needed me. I gave her space, as she always says.. something she has always needed.

Her long black curly hair was up in a clip. A pair of shorts and a t-shirt danced with her body as she jumped about taunting me to come get the sponge and try again. Her 36C tits jiggled under her t-shirt, drawing my attention. My strong Latina girlfriend that could kick ass like no bodies business stood taunting me, and all I could do was look at her tits.

"Come on white girl, you 'fraid o' this?"

I struggled hard with my emotions. We always joked around like this but damn I was having a hard time today. Turning back to the cupboard I started pulling things out to put in a box. She quit hopping around and grew quiet. 

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah."

"No you're not. Talk to me girl."

"Maybe later."

"No, you WILL talk to me NOW."

I recognized that voice all too well; it was the voice that demanded response. She wasn't angry with me; it was just her way of telling me she meant business. I tried so hard to speak but my eyes welled up and my throat constricted. How was I going to make it without her? For all the differences in our lives, our friendship had defied the odds. She was the rebel; I was the good girl. She was Mexican; I was white. She was tossed from family member to family member; I always lived with my parents. She had such a hard outer shell; I always walked away from a fight. She always told me I trusted people too easily; she was completely opposite. Ironically, the one thing we shared in common, was trust. 

Her hand touched my shoulder. "Come on, stand up a minute."

I stood and tried to hide my tears but she held my face in her hands and turned it toward her. "Awww, you're cryin'."

"Yeah, I know, pretty white of me isn't it."

"Nah, not white baby. It just shows me how much you care."

"I know you think crying is a sign of weakness."

"Sometimes, yes but sometimes we can't help it."

"You're the only person I ever cry around."

"I know and I feel honored."

"It will be ok. We'll be ok."

"I need to talk to you."

"We are talking."

"No, I think we need to sit down and talk."

"About what?"

"Just sit down please."

She grew troubled when she looked at me, knowing whatever I had to say was important because I never told her what to do like that. We sat at the kitchen table; she sat at the end while I sat at the side just around the corner from her. 

"What's up girlfriend?"

"I don't know how to tell you this."

Now she looked concerned, "Just spill it already."

"I don't know where to begin. For years I have thought you are the most beautiful woman I have ever known. You're sexy, funny and the most loyal friend I have ever known."

"And?"

"And, I have always wanted to be with you. Now that you are moving across the country I feel like the opportunity for that ever happening will vanish."

"Be with me how?"

"You know, woman to woman, sexually."

Her years of hardness showed on her face, with the blank look she gave me... the poker face. I knew in that moment that I had overwhelmed her and stood from my chair. 

"You don't have to answer me; matter of fact I don't want you to answer me right now, just think about it please. If you are repulsed by the idea, I will understand. I will love you either way; you know that. I need to get home to get the kids from school. Call me when you can and I'll come back over to help."

I drove home hoping I had not overstepped my boundaries and ruined a friendship, in one moment that had endured for 26 years. All night I wanted to call her to recant what I had said but I couldn't. I knew her and I knew that she would call me when she was ready. One way or the other she would call, if nothing else to tell me that she couldn't do what I had asked of her. Three days passed before she called.

"Hey, what's up girlfriend?"

"Nothing, how's the packing coming along?"

"It's cool. Are you busy today?"

"No, do you need some help?"

"If you aren't busy, I'd like to come over?"

"Sure."

"See you in 20 minutes."

This was so typical of her; I knew her well. Instead of inviting me over to her house she was coming to mine so she could leave if and when she wanted. She liked being in control and having an easy out; it's her nature and how she has survived. She has told me on several occasions that there have been times when she was in a place and felt a 'vibe' and left. Later she heard that something bad went down and reminded me how her sixth sense has never failed her. 

I knew that this situation was no different for her, it was different and unknown so her coming to my place didn't surprise me in the least. When she arrived, we hugged as we always have. I felt odd, having confessed how I felt. She walked in and sat at the table without saying too much.

"Would you like a drink?"

"Sure, do you have any booze?"

"I have some Bailey's."

"That sounds good, on the rocks for me please."

I carried the drinks to the table and sat down with her. We sat in silence for a moment before she finally spoke.

"I need to tell you something."

"Ok."

"When I started working third shift in the factory I got to know this one girl. We became friends. One night we went out and got drunk and ended up in bed together."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I was totally blindsided by your confession. You have always been the "good girl". I didn't realize you were so kinky that way."

"Hey, I can always blame you for being a bad influence."

She smiled, "Yeah, you can. What I'm trying to say is that I have experienced what it's like to be with a woman. If you want this experience I would love to be the one to share it with you."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"So, ummm, how do we do this?"

Without speaking she stood and came to me, pulling me by the hand from my chair. We hugged like we had for years, and then she started caressing my back through my shirt. I reached down and cupped her ass in my hands, pulling her body against mine. 

"God, you are so sexy."

We kiss lightly then began kissing deeply. Our tongue swirls and our breathing increased, becoming heated.

She raised her shirt. "Suck my tits."

Lowering my upper body, tugging her bra down with my hand, my mouth found one of her huge areolas and latched on. Her soft brown hands stroked my body while she moaned and pressed her tits against me. Opening my mouth wide, I sucked more of her tit into my mouth, kneading it with my face as I sucked harder. The harder I sucked the more excited she became.

"Fuck! That feels so damn good!"

I kept working on her, growing hotter by the minute.

"Did you lock the door when I came in?" She asked in a heated breath.

"Yes, it's locked."

"Good, follow me."

Grabbing my hand she walked us to my bedroom. In a sexual frenzy we tossed off our clothes, continuing our sucking and kissing. She pushed at me and walked to lay on the bed sideways.

"Suck my pussy bitch!"

She didn't need to tell me twice. Her sexy brown thighs were warm and inviting. Running my fingers from her feet to her calves, her body twitched with anticipation. I held her legs and looked down at her. Her eyes were glazed with lust, sexy as hell. Slipping my hands down her inner thighs, I spread her legs wide and lower my mouth. Her musky scent was different than a man's but very intoxicating. Flattening my tongue, I ran it from her ass all the way up to her clit.

"Oh fuck, your tongue is hot as hell. Damn girlfriend. Stick her finger in my pussy!"

I obliged her and slowly slid a finger inside her hot pussy. Her hips bucked slightly so I pulled it out and slid two fingers inside while I continued to suck and lick her clit as well as the spot just below her pussy. 

"Fuck the g-spot they all talk about. Push your fingers down inside my pussy. That's where my spot is."

I pressed my fingers downward, spreading her open while pushing down against her ass. My tongue danced over her clit. Not being able to resist the urge any longer, my fingers started pumping in and out of her juicy pussy.

"Oh shit, lick that spot between my pussy and my ass girlfriend!"

Sliding my fingers out I covered her pussy with my mouth and sucked hard on her clit and pussy hole while my thumb massaged the area between her pussy and ass. Her fingers clenched my hair and her legs wrapped around my upper body. She started shaking and twitching uncontrollably.

"FUCK, damn, you sure you haven't done this before?!"

I kept working her knowing she was on the verge. She had other plans and squeezed her fist in my hair to raise my head. "You're turn, girlfriend."

She scooted back on the bed and told me to straddle her in 69 position. When I perched over her body she started laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"You."

"What?"

"You. All these years I thought you were such a good girl and you shave your pussy!"

"Just shut up and eat it!"

She dove in like she was devouring the most delectable treat in the world. Pulling away she commented, "Damn, your pussy tastes so sweet girlfriend, nothing like the other girl I was with." 

Her moaning and lapping had me hotter than I ever dreamed possible. We ate each other's pussies for a good long while, getting closer and closer to orgasm. I followed her lead and kept eating her pussy the way she instructed. Her pussy juice flowed freely from her sweet pink lips. Black hair surrounded her muff and tickled my nose. I sucked and licked and fucked her pussy while she bucked her hips against my mouth. I took a chance and slid my tongue to her ass, pressing against it. She bucked harder, so I wet my finger and pressed against her ass.

"Ewww, shit, ouch girlfriend, my ass is exit only, but you can lick it all you want."

I breathed a sigh and licked at her ass, then her pussy and clit, back and forth. Each time my tongue touched her ass she came unglued and bucked against me because it felt so good. When her tongue found my sensitive ass I just about unloaded my juices all over her face. I enjoy playing anally, but her hot tongue poking against me felt so good I couldn't hold back much longer. My legs tensed and quivered.

"Dayummm, you are a little anal slut aren't you girlfriend." She laughed.

"Fuck you."

"No, fuck YOU!"

There was that voice again. She rolled me off of her and turned to straddle my body. I looked up at her in all her beautiful glory. Black hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her half-veiled eyes bore into mine. Her large round tits hung in front of me. The areolas were warm and huge, begging to be sucked. Locking her feet over my thighs with her knees astride me, she began to ride. Our pubic bones ground together while she rode and rubbed against me. Dropping her arms, she planted her hands on each side of my body and kept grinding. Hair fell around her face. My vantage point allowed me to look up into her passionate eyes. Moving around I was able to catch one of her nipples in my mouth and began sucking hard.

"Shit girlfriend, that feel so fucking good!"

I sucked more of her breast into my mouth and kept sucking hard. She stretched her legs out to lie on top of me, so I wrapped my legs around her ass. Without any penetration our clits reacted from the pressure on our pubic bones and all the sights and sounds in the bedroom. I released her tit and let out a scream.

"Fuckkkkkkkkk!"

"That's it girlfriend, let it go, let it all out."

"Oh fuck, hold still a minute, don't move!"

She did as I said and held her body against mine while I rocked up against hers with my legs wrapped around her body. I came so hard my body collapsed and my legs feel away from her body. "SHIT!"

"Damn girlfriend, you're loud!"

"Oh fuck," was all I could mutter, "fuck!"

"I haven't gotten mine yet, you aren't done until I say you're done."

"I bought something special in hopes you would agree to this."

"What did you buy dirty girl?"

I reached in the nightstand and pulled out a double-ended dildo.

"Roll off of me and I'll fuck you with it."

"Fuck that shit! If anybodies gonna do any fuckin' around here, it's me." 

Grabbing the dildo from me she leaned back to expose my pussy, which was still pulsing. She wielded the dildo like she had done it all her life. 

"Shit, this is a big mother fucker!"

Spreading my pussy lips with her slender brown fingers she started sliding it inside me. Moaning and wiggling under her, she enjoyed the power exchange. Holding it with both hands she drove it in me deep until I screamed out.

"Take it bitch, I know you like big ass cocks!"

"Oh God, let me hold it please!"

"Yeah, show me how you like to fuck yourself girlfriend."

She rolled back and let me use the dildo on myself. Her fingers traced my inner thighs.

"Fuck yeah, damn that cock has your pussy spread wide open. Fuck that pussy, fuck it bitch! I wanna hear you scream again!"

I couldn't take it anymore. Driving the dildo into my pussy I held it there and rocked it, shoving it toward the back of my hole so I could feel it pressing against my ass inside.

"Yeah, oh God your spot is in the same spot as mine! No wonder we have so much else in common. Fuck that pussy girlfriend, fuck it good!"

"OH fuckkkkkkkk! Damnnnnnnnn!"

She didn't waste any time after I came. Straddling my body she guided the other end of the dildo up to her pussy, sliding it between her pussy lips. 

"Hold it up for me girlfriend. Hold it up like it's a real cock so I can ride it."

I left the other end in my pussy and held her end up in the air. I will never forget the look on her face as she lowered her pussy over my cock. Her eyes rolled back and her head lowered slightly. When she felt the dildo going in she screamed from its size, breathing and panting.

"Is it too big for you?"

"Fuck, yes! But damn it feel so fucking good I can't stop!"

She lowered until our public bones touched again. Both ends of the dildo were buried inside us when she began riding with a vengeance. Each time she raised and lowered, it shoved the dildo deeper inside me, pressing at my ass inside. I was going to cum again. She stayed straddle me with all 6" of the dildo buried inside her cunt. Her black hair bobbed and swayed as she rode me hard. I looked up to see her face; it was the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. She finally succumb to the orgasm demon and ground down hard on me one last time.

"FUCKKKKKKKKKK!... Fuck Fuck Fuck!!!!!!!!"

Her body tensed, twitched and jerked. She started riding me again, till she tensed yet again and screamed out. Over and over she came and continued riding, until her body was completely exhausted. She fell on top of me. I wrapped my legs around her one last time and reared my hips upward. Riding from the bottom, with her body holding the other end of the dildo buried inside her, I came one last time in an explosive orgasm. Quivering on top of me, her body responded one last time and shook with a pitiful exhausted sigh. Her thighs tightened and shook with mine. 

Barely able to raise her head, she did to find my mouth. Her full pouty lips found mine; our tongues danced magically in the afterglow. I held her body and stroked her back. Her soft skin felt wonderful. Exhausted she rolled off and let the dildo slip from her pussy. I pulled the dildo out and tossed it, while she pulled the blankets up over us. She rolled on her side while I rolled to cup my body around hers, wrapping my arm over her body.




My Girlfriend



"Shit, I shouldn't be surprised that we both have multiple orgasms." She murmured.

"At this point nothing surprises me, it only enlightens me. You like to talk dirty and you like to take charge too."

She let out a soft purr, "It's kinda nice to not always be the strong one. That's what I have always loved about you. I can be myself with you, I don't have to be strong."

Trying to lighten the mood I offered up a motto for us, "I like dicks too much to be a dike."

She laughed and agree. "I love you, girlfriend."

"I love you."

We woke a while later, showered, dressed and said goodbye for the day. As she drove away I felt that familiar tear in my eye, remembering that within a few weeks she would be thousands of miles away from me. There is an old saying that keeps me afloat, "Don't be sad it's over... be glad it happened." We still talk on the phone all the time, but I would give anything to see those gorgeous brown eyes poised above me again, begging me to fuck her. 



My Girlfriend and Her Best Friend



It's pretty lengthy, and I tried to make it semi-realistic, even if convenient best friends like Holly are hard to come by. It was meant as a bit of fun for my boyfriend and I. It's a little silly in places, but in an ideal world this is how it would happen for me. :) 

*

This is a story about a threesome, a first for all those involved. It features couple Lex and Dylan, and their conveniently gorgeous, bi-curious and single friend Holly. 

Lex and Dylan had been together for several years, and they'd been friends with Holly for nearly as long. The two girls told each other pretty much everything, as girls will do. Holly told Lex all about her many adventures with various man-boys, and Lex told Holly about her most recent sexy discovery with Dylan, who was willing to try just about anything. They were never bored.

As is the nature of close female friendships, Lex and Holly were quite affectionate with one another. Hanging out inevitably involved hugging, play fighting and roping Dylan into it whenever possible. Lots of girls do this.

The group went swimming each week, and the girls often got a lot of odd looks as they posed on floats, had loud, giggly water fights and chased Dylan. Again, normal girl behavior. It annoyed everyone else in the pool but so did the other teens.

Here is where the trouble starts. Lex was very definitely bi, Holly was 'adventurous', and while she had never said so, it would've been a surprise if she wasn't willing to have a go with another girl, and Dylan...Dylan was a teenage guy, in a swimming pool with scantily clad girls, both of whom he knew swung both ways to some degree.

It didn't take a genius to work out there was a lot of tension here. Fun often appeared flirtatious, and affectionate often outright sexual. But everybody toed the line. Just. It's a wonder how it took so long to get to the 'hey, let's have a threesome' stage really.

Here was the problem. Lex had worked out she was bi and had been happy with that for a long time, but as she had a boyfriend it wasn't really a case of going out and flirting with girls until she got lucky. She needed someone that understood she was looking for fun, not a full time lesbian relationship, and they had to be cool with her boyfriend joining in. Difficult.

Holly had fun, with lots of different guys. She didn't shout about it, and so didn't get labeled a slut, and the guys didn't shout about it 'cos she was good at it. While it was a secret (for now) Holly had long wanted a see what being with a girl was like, even if just for fun. But you couldn't pull girls just for a good time like you could guys. And no matter how good she was, if she did pull a girl just for some fun, then the girl would be hurt, shout about it and Holly would forever more be labeled slut. Also difficult.

Dylan's problem was being pretty much powerless to shift things along in a situation where he could clearly see a threesome just waiting to happen. When you're the guy involved, you have to wait for the girls to get it together, otherwise he would look like he was pressuring his girlfriend, or it would look like he had been trying to come on to Holly behind Lex's back.

One of the girls had to be brave enough to stop pretending she didn't want to get off with the other. And then they had to get Dylan on board.

Naturally, this happened at swimming, after a particularly flirtatious session which involved swimming between each other's legs and having Dylan carry them both around. Eventually they got out of the pool, quiet and tired. The pool had male and female changing rooms, but within that divide they were open. The best sort.

The changing rooms were empty. As they slowly got dry and got their clothes out, Holly noticed Lex's eyes kept drifting over to her and the flashes of skin that appeared between towels and clothing. Holly didn't say anything, she did it too sometimes. All three of them tried not to in the pool, but on several occasions Holly had seen Dylan looking like he was trying very hard to look somewhere else. When they were tired afterwards, both girls found it a little harder not to stare.

Then it happened. Holly stopped pretending not to notice.

"Hey, I caught ya lookin'," said Holly quietly, smiling.

There was a pause, then Lex simply said "Maybe so." There was no denial or embarrassment, they both knew it to be true. But where from here?

"Why you looking?" Holly ploughed on, knowing that now the conversation had started it could not stop. If it did stop, the three of them would not be the same. If it didn't stop, the three of them still wouldn't be the same, but in a much better way. Stood there in her jeans and not much else, she didn't even bother to face away from Lex. There was no longer any need.

"Because... because you're gorgeous, Holly," said Lex bluntly. She didn't say anymore, in case she was going the wrong way. Although she had privately known before this was right, this was definitely going to happen, now she was actually in the situation, doubts filled her mind. That's always how it happens.

"You know, if you keep saying things like that we're gonna have to do something about it sooner or later," Holly said, trying to lead the conversation on faster. What if she was wrong? What if she read her wrong and Lex wasn't really interested at all? 

"You know, I think we might have to. Now we're stood here gawping at each other half naked." Lex let her eyes wander over Holly's body for a few seconds, freely for once.

"Well, I'm glad we sorted that out," Holly said, relieved, "and I think Dylan will be too. Save him a lot of discomfort."

The girls laughed suddenly, both glad the really serious part was over. They turned away from each other and kept getting changed. Normal time resumed. They had said it without really saying it, but then again they didn't really need to.

"Um, I'm guessing you know this, but we need to be on the same wavelength really. You know I want Dylan to be involved, right?"

"Right. Makes two of us,"

"You know I'm not looking for anything long term, right?"

"Right. Long term isn't really me anyway, you know that."

"This will be our dirty little secret, right?"

"Damn right."

"Finally, you have a plan, right?"

"Ha, no. I'm as clueless as you are."

"I thought so somehow. We'll come up with something."

The girls picked up their bags and made for the door. Holly stopped suddenly, making Lex nearly run into her.

"Actually... I may have a plan," Holly said, lowering her voice, "so I would suggest you don't mention any of this to Dylan quite yet."

Lex made a 'hurry up' motion with her hands.

"Well, it's his birthday soon, right? How about we get him that threesome you said he wanted?"

"I like your thinking! Let's go. I wanna get home and play with him. Test the waters."

"Cool! Let's go."

Outside the changing rooms, Dylan was already waiting for them. He noticed that they were over-excited and silly, but they always were. He had no idea things were going very much in the right direction.

That evening, once in bed -- after sex, of course -- Dylan was dozing with Lex curled up under his arm. She gazed into the darkness, wondering what the best way to start this conversation was. Thoughts swirled around her head, a cocktail of nerves and excitement and lust, lots of that. She had to say something, or else she would explode, but how to say it?

"Dylan?" she blurted. Fuck, Lex thought, I didn't mean to start this now. In fact, she hadn't even intended to say anything. It just escaped.

"Yes?" he said. She could feel his voice through his chest.

"Um...you remember our many conversations about a threesome?"

"Yeah..." Dylan tried not to sound as excited as he suddenly felt, in case he was jumping to the wrong conclusion. But could she be about to say what he thought she was?

She continued quickly, "And that we would be happy to do so if you could join in and we could find someone?"

"Yep, what about it?" He sounded impatient.

"I found someone."

"Who?"

"Well, Holly, of course." They had spoken about Holly before, but neither Dylan nor Lex actually knew if she would get it on with a girl. And given how sexual she was generally, it was difficult to know whether or not the way she behaved at the pool meant anything.

"So you know she actually wants to?"

"Yeah, she just kind of caught me looking at her when we were changing and decided to say something for once. We haven't actually made any plans or said anything in detail, but no one is pretending that we don't fancy each other anymore."

"Oh, well that's good. Nothing actually happened then?"

"No, no, of course not. She knows that nothing happens without you."

"It's ok, I wasn't worried. I just didn't want you two to have all the fun without me, you look ready to at the pool some weekends." While there was a small part of him that was worried they would get up to something without him, he knew they wouldn't.

"And you don't? Holly said herself we could save you a lot of discomfort now," said Lex, smirking in the dark.

"I don't have to be able to see you to know that you're laughing at me."

"Well it's true! Both of us know when you're struggling."

"Holly too?"

"Well duh. Why do you think our cue for revving things up a bit is so well timed?"

"I hate you. It's really awkward!" Dylan complained sulkily.

"Well you know I think you being hard in awkward situations is funny, how did you think she would react?"

"Shuddup."

"It's ok, she does just as much looking at you as you do at her. Anyway, would you go with a threesome if -- hypothetically speaking -- the opportunity was to randomly present itself?"

"Of course I would! Would you?" said Dylan excitedly.

"Ha, you know full well I'd jump into it. Shall I chat to her about it seriously?"

"Mm yes please. But no fun without me, I don't want to miss any of the good stuff."

"Yeah that's ok.... Now come over here. I can't go to sleep if I'm horny again." It was true; there was no way Lex would be able to sleep while she was that wound up. Unlike Dylan, she knew that this threesome was actually very close. His birthday was only next week...

The very next day, Lex found Dylan an excuse to go down to the shop. In the meantime, she called Holly, and between them they hatched a plan. It would take place on the night before his birthday.

***

Dylan was watching TV, waiting for the girls to get back. They had originally gone out for some 'last minute birthday things', whatever that meant, but they were quite late now. He checked his phone again: nothing. Where was she?

Dylan had been hoping she would come back early enough to spend the whole afternoon in bed, but as it was it was past five o'clock and there was no sign of her, he figured he might as well go and go to sleep for a bit. That or have a wank...

A violent buzzing noise jolted his thoughts back to the present. His phone.

Gona b bout another half hour, get t if u r hungry we hav had food. Got sidetracked n bit drunk at hollys house she had friends over.

Well that was great, Dylan thought. She spent the afternoon at Holly's house. No mention of what 'last minute birthday things' were, and she wasn't one to keep things quiet. Maybe she didn't have any... On the upside, he had got bored and eaten at four, so he didn't have that to worry about.

***

Holly and Lex stopped outside the front door and turned to look at one another. They had dressed especially for the occasion -- both girls putting on tiny denim shorts and fitted shirts. They would fit easily into any porno, especially as neither had underwear on.

"Ok. This is operation let's-go-have-a-threesome. Are we ready?" said Lex, trying to keep a straight face. It didn't work.

"I do believe we are. Do we remember the plan?"

"As per usual behavior, but a bit drunker, and hopefully with more sex in,"

"Alrighty. Put your drunk face on, otherwise there's no way we'll get away with this," Holly was smiling, her eyes looked like they were on fire. Sparkling in a way only really deep brown eyes on a mischievous, beautiful face could, thought Lex... Fuck it, concentrate, was her next thought.

"Hey! Shit!" shouted Holly indignantly as she suddenly toppled sideways. Swearing, Lex soon tumbled after her. The front door appeared to have fallen inwards.

In reality, Dylan had opened it, only to have two apparently drunk girls fall into him - he hadn't counted on the fact that they'd be leaning on the door. They were now pressed against him awkwardly, neither very well balanced.

"Well, hello there!" Holly said cheerfully, as if introducing herself. Both of them had their tits pressed against his chest, and while he had to look down to speak to them it was difficult to avoid looking at all the boobs...

"Were you two going to move?" Dylan said, wondering what would happen if he got an erection right here.

Holly harrumphed and got off. Lex kissed him first and did the same. 

The girls then stumbled past him and flopped onto the sofa. He raised an eyebrow as he looked after them -- neither looked very steady.

"How drunk are you two, anyway?" he called after them.

"Oh, not that much..." said Lex, before bursting out laughing at something he couldn't see. That or she was just laughing.

"Tipsy then," laughed Dylan. He thought they were funny when they were drunk, if harder to handle, what with all the bouncing around they did. That and they were dressed like it was middle of August, which it wasn't.

Later, Holly and Lex were sharing a sofa. Dylan was surprised, they sat quietly -- not even a tickle fight yet. Holly announced she was getting up to get a drink. When she returned, Lex was spread the entire length of the sofa. This is when the fight broke out.

Holly decided to solve the problem by lying on top of Lex and continuing to watch tv. Lex squeaked and wriggled, trying to get comfortable. This was difficult. On the other hand, if she looked over Holly's shoulder, she had a beautiful view of Holly's breasts. 

Dylan eyed them, knowing that this wasn't the fight over. He also eyed their legs, which were exposed and all tangled together. His mind led him to thoughts of naked girls all wrapped up together...

"You bitch!" was Holly's shout from the sofa. Lex was tickling her with her hands, whilst holding her still with her legs wrapped around her. Suddenly there was a flurry of arms and legs as the girls fought for possession of the sofa. At first, it seemed Lex would win, since Holly wouldn't go anywhere. Then Holly rolled the pair of them off the sofa and they landed with a thud. The battle continued. Holly made a dive for Lex's feet, causing her to propel herself backwards across the floor at amazing speed. Lex staggered half upright, threw herself at Holly's hips and missed, as Holly slid easily to one side. Without missing a beat, Holly jumps on her and tickles her relentlessly. Dylan laughed. He knew from experience that tickling Lex was extremely good fun. For now, however, he was happy to just watch them both, knowing they were absorbed in what they were doing. By now, Lex was shouting and begging for Holly to stop, pretty much unable to move, no matter how much she thrashed about under Holly.

"Please!. ... Holly you cow! Get off me! Pleeeeeeease! "

Holly just laughed.

"For fuck's sake, PLEASE!" said Lex, trying not to keep laughing.

Holly finally stopped, resting her hands on the floor either side. She didn't let her up though, which was just as well, 'cause Lex looked knackered from all of the struggling and kicking. Instead, she lay there on the floor and glared at Holly. Holly was bigger than she was.

Holly was a lot of things. Lex thought she was beautiful, for one, and absolutely insane, for another. And why didn't she have a boyfriend? It's not like she had any trouble with guys.

It was while Lex was pondering this that Holly decided to drop a small, gentle kiss on her lips. They stared at one another. Dylan watched, fascinated. Lex studied Holly's face, the line of her jaw and the bright, brown eyes. She studied her neck and her delicate collarbones...and stopped herself from going any lower. Both girls look to Dylan, trying to ask him permission without saying anything. He nodded his head, almost imperceptibly, and sat back to watch the scene unfold. They began just kissing one another, there on the floor right at Dylan's feet.

The first minute is a very, very tense one. Despite being able to feel his cock straining at his jeans, Dylan didn't move a muscle. He was almost worried that if he did the scene might dissolve; they might come back to their senses and change their minds. And he didn't want that, god no.

Holly's head was quite literally swimming, all nerves and excitement. She was kissing her best friend and it was amazing. It was also very different to kissing guys. It was softer. One arced over the other, they let their hands wander, simply exploring each other. Lex ran her hands up Holly's back, feeling the dip where her spine was and the points of her shoulder blades. She found the soft skin at the small of Holly's back, and mentally danced with glee when she remembered Holly had no knickers on. Lex slipped both hands inside Holly's shorts, smiling against her lips. Holly started, and pulled her lips from Lex's, smiling back. Her ass was firm and round and, Lex thought, very squeezable.

Holly was still smiling at Lex as she deftly undid the few buttons there were on her shirt. Breasts spilled out, all round and perky and clearly pleased to be out. Holly grinned, like she had done something very clever. She reached to touch them, but Lex batted her hand out of the way and unbuttoned Holly's shirt also. At this point, Dylan gave up trying to pretend he was rubbing himself through his trousers and kicked them off. There was no worry they might stop anymore!

Holly stopped suddenly and looked up. For a split second she looked surprise, like she had forgotten he was there. Then she smiled widely. 

"Hey, Lex, look at him. He's having nearly as much fun as we are!" Lex looked up to him. His eyes had a dark, intense look about them, and they never sat still in one place. He gazed over them, drinking in the images. His boxers were half off, and he was holding his cock, stroking slowly.

"I think it might be time we found somewhere comfy to do this," Lex announced, pushing herself up onto her elbows, "all of us."

"I agree," laughed Holly, standing up and holding her hand out to Lex and pulling her up. Then they ran upstairs, holding their breasts and giggling. For a second, Dylan sat still, a little stunned by the whole thing. The girls left their shirts on the floor. Then he got up, smiling -- this is going to be quite possibly the best birthday I have ever had, he thought -- and pulled off his shirt as hurried upstairs after them.

When Dylan entered, the girls were lying on the bed, completely bare and apparently absorbed in each other's breasts. Dylan saw that the few parts of Holly that had not been revealed to him by her bikini were just as gorgeous as he had somewhat guiltily imagined.

"You took your time. Get your boxers off and come here," said Lex, without looking up. She was pinching Holly's nipples and enjoying how they went pink and hard. Dylan did as he was told and crawled up the bed to the other side of Holly. 

Finally Lex looked up. She kissed him, first softly, but it soon turned into a frantic, wound up kiss. Holly being here didn't make Dylan any less distracting. Then she pulled away.

"Come on, we can share," she said, and dipped her head down to one of Holly's nipples. As Lex licked gently, almost lapping, Holly's breathing quickened and she arched her back. Dylan watched for a few seconds before he joined her, fixing in his head the image of his girlfriend sucked and licked her best friend. Dylan and Lex put their arms about her, surrounding her with skin and holding her as she began to writhe and squirm, small moans escaping her lips. Holly's hand crept down her body, towards her clit. Lex took it and moved it. 




My Girlfriend and Her Best Friend



"I reckon we should go play with Dylan first, what do you think?" Lex asked, still licking -- gently again now -- and smiling. She was hoping Holly would remember something else they had talked about in the last few days.

"Oh...yeah. Let's go do that!" Holly responded enthusiastically, pushing herself upright with one hand and pushing Dylan over. He went quite willingly of course, thinking that whatever they wanted to do to him could only be good.

Both girls made immediately for his cock, ignoring the rest of him. They kissed the soft, smooth skin all over, breathing in the smell of him. Lots of slender fingers ran along his inner thighs, played with his balls and rubbed behind them. He sighed, and propped himself up to watch while they teased him.

Then Lex pulled his foreskin back, exposing his cock properly. He was red and moist and very, very hard. She licked him from base to tip, her tongue flat and wide. Holly joined in, and between them made him nearly as wet as they were. Dylan was considering begging them to suck it when Holly let her lips slide over the head of his cock, making him gasp and lift his hips. Holly rose with him, letting her lips go no further. Dylan was frustrated, but he knew where this game would go -- Lex thought stopping whenever he moved was fun, too -- and he tried very hard not to do it again as Holly swirled her tongue in circles around the head. She sucked as she let it pop out of her mouth, and it was almost instantly enveloped by another hot mouth, this time Lex's. She too let toyed with him, sucking lightly and kissing it, but only on the head. Then she and Holly swapped again. They kept this up for several long minutes, during which he felt great, but the interruptions stopped him from really getting very far. It was very frustrating. 

Once again, Lex began bobbing her head up and down, at first only around the head but then -- finally! - slowly working her way down, taking a little more of him into her mouth each time. Dylan made a low, contented noise as her lips met the base of his cock, dripping wet and held tight. He filled her throat -- she would have to come up for air soon -- but before that she made a motion to Holly that Dylan couldn't see. Holly smiled, and pushed his legs apart and back. 

"Hey, what are you doing?" Dylan said suspiciously, but he didn't stop her. Better to do as you're told with two naked girls in your room.

"Nothing scary, stop panicking," Holly told him, smiling. "Now can you hold your legs there please?"

He did. He was nervous, but that didn't last long. It turned out Holly just wanted to play with his balls, taking them in her mouth one by one and sucking on them ever so gently. Lex finally released his cock, panting. Although he felt very exposed, Dylan could see the advantage of this position: Lex could play with his cock and Holly his balls at the same time. Everybody was happy!

The girls kept going, but soon he realised that they had no intention of finishing him and then letting him watch them. They worked slowly, teasingly. He kept wanting more, tensing and relaxing and trying to thrust himself into Lex's mouth faster, but whenever he did she stopped moving. Holly kept toying with his balls, flicking them and playing with them, but never going very hard or fast. Dylan wasn't sure whether this was heaven or hell: between the two of them he felt hot and ready to cum and the feeling just kept going... and going... until he was desperate.

"Please! Either let me cum or stop it!" he begged, his voice a little hoarse.

So they stopped.

"Oh. I didn't really mean stop you know," he said, a little bit dazed. 

"No, you meant let you cum or stop," said Holly helpfully.

"And as we aren't going to let you cum, the only other option left was to stop," added Lex, even more helpfully. Dylan looked put out.

"Will you let me cum?" Dylan said, sounding a bit worried. This wasn't going quite the right way anymore. He knew they wouldn't completely stop him -- hopefully -- but he had really wanted them to do it for him.

The girls looked at each other, pretending to contemplate this. Then Holly shrugged and lay down, pulling Lex on top of her. Holly held Lex's breasts and just let them sit in her hands, feeling the weight of them. She found this was far more fun when they were someone else's. Holly pulled Lex downwards, taking one pink nipple in her mouth and sucking greedily. She flicked it with her tongue, and licked it and bit it rubbed it in circles. Holly was determined to try as many things as possible, having found a new favourite past time. This was fun! 

Trying not to be too noisy -- Dylan knew and Holly was discovering that playing with her nipples made Lex get a little out of control -- Lex took the hand she wasn't leaning on down to Holly's pussy. Probing very, very gently with a single finger, she found Holly was soaked. Lex let the tip of her finger slip inside Holly, causing her to tense and jut her hips up off the bed, looking for more. Lex obliged, burying two fingers deep inside Holly. Holly moaned. Curling them slightly, she stroked Holly, probing and rubbing, looking for where it felt best. She kept a steady rhythm, fingering Holly.

"Ow, shit! That hurt, Hol'..." Lex complained as Holly bit her, sharply.

"Sorry...you surprised me... can you keep going there...please?" Holly mumbled, switching nipples. Apparently Lex had found the right spot. With Holly distracted, Lex looked up to Dylan. He was watching them, fisting his cock. He looked like he needed distracting too.

Making eye contact, Lex mouthed 'strap-on' at him. Dylan's eyes practically lit up. 'for you or her?' he mouthed back. 'Me!'

He obediently hopped off the bed and disappeared behind the girls, looking for the strap on that Lex mostly kept for fucking him with, but he knew she took the dildo off it and fucked herself with it in his absence. Holly didn't seem to notice, she was still suckling and moaning and trying to get more fingers. 

Suddenly, Dylan appeared behind her, kissing her neck and letting his cock nudge her asshole as he leaned over her.

"Help me get it on, quickly," Lex whispered to him, kissing him as much as she could without moving away from Holly. Holly's eyes were still closed. Between them, Lex and Dylan got the straps around and done up without Holly noticing anything except what was in her pussy. So far, so good. 

"Dylan?"

"Yes?" he was still probing her with his cock, making her wetter than ever. It was difficult to think when he was doing that, and even more difficult not to just slide back onto him.

"Let me get sorted with Holly, and then I want you to fuck me, ok?"

"Very ok, please hurry. Otherwise I will cum right here instead."

Lex smiled. She could hardly blame him: he had been teased and played with an awful lot this evening. Lex removed her fingers from Holly. Holly came to, with an expression like she had just woken up.

"What did you do that for?"

"Look down Holly, wouldn't you rather have this?"

"On second thoughts...yes please!" Holly grinned up at Lex. Lex took a pillow from the top of the bed, folded it in half and put it under Holly's hips. If Holly was at a better angle for Lex, then Lex would be at a better angle for Dylan.

Trying to work from her hips, Lex lined herself up and slowly entered Holly. The strap-on wasn't big, but Lex felt she ought to be careful anyway -- it felt much different to fucking Dylan with it. Holly closed her eyes, smiling blissfully, as it filled her pussy.

Lex held still, and Dylan took this as his cue. He crawled up the bed behind them, taking the opportunity to gawp at the amount of legs and ass there was displayed to him. His girlfriend was fucking her best friend and he got to join in. His cock swayed beneath him, throbbing and frustrated. Dylan lined himself up with Lex's pussy, for a moment pausing to enjoy the hot wetness on just the tip of his cock, inviting him in -- but only for a moment. He thrust himself into Lex in one easy stroke.

Everyone held very, very still, breathing heavily and pink in the face all of them. It was an odd atmosphere; intimacy between three people was different than between two. Tentatively, Lex began to pull out of Holly and back onto Dylan. As Lex began to move, he adjusted himself, sitting back on his heels and getting as close to her as possible, so that she would naturally slide onto his cock with her movements in and out of Holly.

They slipped into the rhythm quickly. First Dylan sat still, enjoying watching Lex fuck Holly as she slid up and down him at the same time. Holly moaned and arched her back, closing her eyes, her arms stretched out above her to hold the headboard. He could see Holly's long legs spread out to either side of Lex's body. Without realising he was doing it, Dylan began thrusting upwards whenever Lex moved back, pushing himself deeper into her pussy. This only spurred Lex on to go faster, pounding away into Holly. Dylan hadn't seen her like this before -- she had done him with the strap-on, sure, but then she did so carefully, no matter how hot she was. Now she moved like she could actually feel the strap-on, rough and out of control. Lex got faster, Holly got louder, and Dylan grew increasingly close to cumming. Eventually, moaning continually and clawing at the sheets wasn't really enough for Holly anymore, and one hand went to her pussy, rubbing her clit in tiny, quick circles. For a few moments, she went very quiet. Suddenly a high pitched sort of mew escaped and she instinctively pulled Lex down to her, holding on to her. Lex's face ended up pressed against Holly's soft boobs, so she began slowly toying with Holly's nipples.

Dylan was still going. Thanks to Holly, Lex's head was down and her round, firm ass was in the air. Before him there was his girlfriend and her beautiful best friend, sprawled on the bed panting. They were holding onto each other, and Lex was sucking on Holly's nipples, at the same time still rocking her hips for Dylan's cock. Watching them, Dylan finally folded. His balls felt fit to burst and he finally gave in to it, pounding his cock into Lex as hard and fast as he possibly could. Lex cried out as he came, he was grasping her hips and digging his fingers in, holding her still as he exploded inside her.

When he was done, he lay down on the bed to the side of Holly, and Lex slumped sideways between them. Dylan curled up behind Lex with his arm around her waist, breathing hard. Lex and Holly smiled at one another.

All of them woke up sometime later, still naked and curled up together. It was chilly now, and Dylan noted that both of the girls had pointy nipples. Then he realised that, more importantly, there were still two girls on his bed. That meant they would stay for tomorrow, and tomorrow was his birthday! Feeling immensely excited about this, he carefully got up and switched the lights out. He nudged both of them awake -- a kiss each, gently on the lips -- and pulled the covers back. Everyone crawled in. Lex and Holly settled on either side of him, almost as if it had always been that way.

Holly fell back into sleep quickly. Lex was still sort-of awake.

"How drunk were you two, anyway?" Dylan whispered, nudging Lex.

"We weren't actually. We just thought there was more chance that we would get away with accidentally kissing each other if you thought we were. Sorry we didn't warn you."

"I did wonder, it all seemed a bit too good to be a simple drunken accident. But how come you didn't warn me?"

"Well, it wouldn't be a birthday surprise if we warned you. Did you enjoy it though?"

"Yes! Thank you very much. I would tell Holly thank you if she was awake." Dylan grinned in the dark.

Lex looked at the clock. It was 12:15. "Look at the time - happy birthday. Now go to sleep, we have a lot to do tomorrow." Lex said, smiling at him.



My Girlfriend & Her Daughter



This story started a few years ago when I was dating Cindy, a gorgeous 38-year-old blonde. She had always reminded me of Stevie Nicks in a way. Cindy was in the process of finishing her degree at the same time that she was going through a very nasty divorce. Not very long after I had started seeing her, she lost her job and had her car repossessed. In short, she was having a very difficult time.

In order to help her out, I offered her a job. Being that we lived a fair distance from one another and she did not have a car, I started staying the night with her and driving her to school in the morning, waiting for her and then we would go to work. Spending this much time together, the relationship soon became very intense. Everything was clicking, including our sex life!

At first, Cindy was very uncomfortable with me staying over because she had an 18-year-old daughter, Nikki. She was afraid that she would be sending the wrong message to her about pre-marital sex and such. Actually, Cindy was pretty uncomfortable about sex in general, at least at first. One of the reasons for this was that she had married young and had never had a very unsatisfying sex life with her husband. She described it as “non-existent”. As our relationship grew and Cindy became more aware of what a “good” sex life could be like, her inhibitions lessened. Before long, we were openly sharing her bed.

Like I said above, everything was clicking. Cindy was getting back on her feet and we were both having the time of our lives. Things just kept getting better and better. Including our sex lives. As time went on, she became more and more adventuresome in the bedroom. It was very playful and fun. We experimented with all kinds of different things, watching videos, oral sex (both giving and receiving); eventually she even wanted to experiment with anal. In essence, she was experimenting with just about anything sexual. Which led us to experimenting with role-play.

One night before going to bed we were folding laundry and Cindy took Vicki’s cheerleading outfit out of the basket and was holding the dress up to her body as she brushed some small wrinkles out. As she did this, I let out a soft wolf whistle and teasing told her that she would look sexy in that outfit. She told me to cut it out that she would never be able to fit in it and that she would feel uncomfortable wearing Vicki’s things for my sexual enjoyment. I dropped it and we continued talking until the laundry was all put away. 

Later that night, after having gone to bed, Cindy asked me if I would really enjoy seeing her in the cheerleading outfit. I told her that I would indeed! She made me promise that I wouldn’t tell anybody and slipped out of bed and out of the room. When she returned she was wearing the outfit and had put her long blonde hair up in pigtails. She looked all the part of the high school cheerleader. I called her to the bed and we proceeded to make out. I was very excited by the scene. As we kissed and petted, she asked me if she really looked like a teenager. I told her that yes she did and continued to rub her full breasts through the material of the sweater. As my hands explored her body I flipped the skirt up and rubbed on her pussy through the material of the matching panties that went with the outfit. She told me that she felt like she was a teenager making out in the back of some boy’s car. As I proceeded to undress her, I ran with that scenario and pretended to be a high school stud, making it with the hot young cheerleader.

She got into her role too. She pretended to be a nervous virgin and made me “seduce” her. Much like two teenagers in the back of a car, I went from first base to second base and then to third, where she “attempted” to stop me. I retreated and went back to the safety of second base. Kissing and sucking on her firm, full titties and massaging the inside of her thigh. Slowly, I moved my fingertips back up to where they were massaging her pussy through the thin material of the panties. Eventually, I removed her sweater completely and kissed my way down her stomach and began licking and nibbling her pussy through that same material. Between the moisture from my mouth and her pussy juices as she became more and more excited, the panties became soaked. 

I pulled the elastic aside and started fingering her. First with one finger, then two and eventually three. All the time, still licking her clit area through the material. As she got into the sex more and more, she didn’t seem to notice me pulling her panties down and going to work on her clit minus the panties. The panties fell on top of the skirt and sweater at the side of the bed.

I continued to eat her until she had an enormous and loud orgasm. I then climbed on top of her and slid my throbbing member into her. With my entering her she continued in what seemed like a series of orgasms. I fucked her hard and with abandon. Unnoticed by us the headboard was pounding into the wall that separated Cindy’s room from Vicki’s. After several minutes of this pace, I came and collapsed on top of her. Rolling over, I took her into my arms and we just laid there, breathing hard and recuperating. I think that both of us were totally surprised that we had gotten so carried away!

As we laid there, Cindy asked me if I had enjoyed myself. I joked with her that it had been “alright”. To which she punched me and teasingly told me that now that she knew that I was into such “younger” women, that she would have to watch me around Vicki. I told her that she was out of her mind! She said, “Right! That she had seen me checking Vicki out before. I told her that she was nuts, that I wasn’t a pedophile. She said that Vicki was 18, so it wouldn’t be being a “pedophile”. I told her that she didn’t have anything to worry about, that I would never look at Vicki that way! She said, “Bullshit! That there wasn’t a heterosexual man alive who wouldn’t at least sneak a peak at Vicki if she was wearing that cheerleading outfit. 

Knowing that she was probably right, I finally agreed that if she were any other 18 year old hard body in that outfit, I probably would sneak a peak, but that would be it! This seemed to placate Cindy and kissed and rolled over to go to sleep. Later that night I awoke to the feeling of Cindy’s hand on my cock. She was jacking me off and my cock had already responded and was at it’s full length. Cindy nuzzled up to my ear and whispered, “Bobby…. you can’t tell me that if this was Vicki playing with your cock, that you would tell her to quit”. Not being fully awake, I didn’t know what to say. So, I just laid there. She continued to kiss me and play with my cock and then rolled on top of me, placing the head of my cock at the opening to her pussy. As she slid down on it, her face came to my ear and she said, “Ah come on…. Tell the truth…if this was Vicki, you’d fuck her wouldn’t you?”

As she said this she slid her pussy down on my cock and back up really slowly. I could feel the sides of her pussy gripping the shaft of my dick. She whispered in a commanding sort of way, “Tell me! You’d fuck her, wouldn’t you?” She started fucking me faster and faster and as she did, she looked me straight in the eye. This time she didn’t whisper, she told me out loud, “TELL ME you’d fuck her, wouldn’t you!”

I didn’t know what to say? I’m a kinky bastard, but this was too much! Did she really want me to tell her that I would fuck her daughter? Was this some kind of weird test? I didn’t know? I guess that she saw my indecision and she again put her mouth to my ear and told me, “It’s alright, I want you to pretend that I’m Vicki, please?” I said, “Okay” and told her, “Fuck me Vicki”. With that she moaned and went back to riding me like a horse! As we fucked she rolled off of me and I had no choice but to follow her to where I was now back on top of her. She told me to tell her want I wanted to do.

I told her, “I want to fuck you Vicki!” And, “Oh, Vicki, you’ve got such a tight young pussy! Oh God, I want to fuck you!” and things to that accord. The dirtier I talked, the more Cindy got into it. The more she got into it, the more I did too! Soon, we were banging the headboard against the wall again! As she came, she cried out, “Fuck me Bob! Fuck your little girl!” With that, I shot another load into Cindy’s tight little pussy!

Again, I rolled off of her and she reached up and kissed me tenderly on the lips and said, “Thank you! I love you Bobby”. With that we rolled over. I laid there thinking about what had just happened. After a few minutes I heard the rythmatic sound of her breathing, telling me that she was asleep. As she laid there I looked at her and then at the bedroom door, which led to the hallway and then to Vicki’s room. For the first time, I actually did imagine what it would be like to fuck Vicki.

I imagined what it would be like if it were Vicki laying there next to me, not Cindy. What it would be like to reach over and run my hand over Vicki’s firm young ass. What it would be like to kiss her. To kiss my way down her supple body, to suck on her smaller, but very nice titties. To taste her sweet young pussy. To fuck her, like I had just fucked her mom. As I was thinking these things, I got hard again. Not bad for a forty year old guy! Trying not to wake Cindy, I jacked myself off to a third orgasm of the night. Fantasizing about fucking Cindy’s sweet little Vicki.

The following morning I awoke to the sound of a light knocking on the bedroom door. Without thinking Cindy told Vicki to come in. Vicki stepped into the bedroom wearing an oversized basketball jersey as a nightshirt. I sat up as Cindy asked her what she needed. 

Vicki responded that she needed her cheerleading outfit and did Cindy know where it was. As she said this, her eyes looked down at the outfit and still damp panties piled next to the bed. Before Cindy could say anything, Vicki said never mind and retreated back out the door.

Cindy rolled over and told me “that’s weird. Why does she need that outfit on a Sunday?” I responded that I didn’t know. Thinking to myself that it was weird. She wouldn’t have any games or other school activities on a Sunday? I also thought to myself that it was weird that Cindy didn’t seem to have wondered what Vicki would have been thinking when she saw her cheerleading outfit rumpled on the floor next to her Mom’s bed?” “Oh well.” I thought to myself as I bent over and pulled on a pair of jogging shorts so that I could dash to the rest room.

As I closed the door to Cindy’s bedroom and headed down the hallway, past Vicki’s room to the bathroom, Vicki’s door opened and Vicki stepped out into the hall way wrapped only in a towel. Almost bumping into her, I pulled up so that she could come into the hallway. Not thinking, my eyes immediately traveled the length of her beautiful young body. Catching myself, I stopped but not before she had noticed me looking at her. I said, Excuse me! She said, “No problem!” Smiled at me and took a quick glance at my jogging shorts which did little to hide my semi-hard cock under the silky material. She then casually kind of skipped down the hallway and into the bathroom ahead of me. As she closed the door behind her, she called out, “If you need to go, use the downstairs bathroom, I’ve got to get ready”. 

With that I went downstairs, wondering if I was just being a dirty old man or what? After finishing my business and washing my hands I went into the kitchen and fixed a pot of coffee. Grabbing two cups, I went back upstairs to rejoin Cindy. As I was carrying the tray up the stairs Vicki, again wrapped in just a towel with one wrapped around her hair crossed the top of the stairway. I wasn’t sure if it was my imagination or if she had really paused at the top of the stairs, but I damn near spilled the coffee as I stumbled up a stair looking at her!

Regaining my composure, I reached the top of the stairs. I looked at the closed door to Vicki’s room. My mind racing, “Is she flirting with me?” That thought combined with the previous evenings activities had my mind in a whirl.

Entering Cindy’s bedroom, she sat up and I handed her a cup. She took it and smiled at me. I went around the bed and got back in. Cindy set her cup on the bed stand and looked at me and asked, “Did I go too far last night?”

I looked at her and told her, “No, we were just playing and as long as we both enjoyed it, that it had to be okay!” She said, “You’re right. But that was intense, wasn’t it? I told her that it was and that I had enjoyed myself big time!” She said that she had too and that we would have to play that game again sometime. I agreed and started to make a move on her, saying that, “ I wouldn’t mind playing it again right now!” She just smiled at me and hopped out of bed saying, “Later, I’ve got to get going. I told my Mom that I would stop by her place this morning. Go back to sleep and I’ll be back in an hour or so. 

With that, she threw some jeans on, ran a brush through her hair and dashed down the hallway to the bathroom. I laid in bed, still thinking about last night and this morning. After I heard the garage door open and close their was a knock at the door. I told Vicki to come in, which she did, still dressed in just the basketball jersey. As she bent down to pick up her cheerleading outfit one of her beautiful little titties came into view from the side through the large armhole of the jersey. She just smiled at me when she saw what I was looking at.

She stood up with the outfit in her hands and said, “It looks like you guys enjoyed yourselves last night”. I was embarrassed, but intrigued. Where was this going? I replied, “Well, we did.” She looked me straight in the eye; much more determined than I ever could have imagined a young 18 year old girl looking and said, “So, tell me, did you enjoy pretending that mom was me?”

I was flabbergasted! While I wasn’t sure what she would make of her cheerleading outfit being on our floor, I hadn’t thought of her in any way knowing what we had role-played last night! Before I could say anything else, she went on, “I heard everything! You guys had me sooooo turned on! I shouldn’t tell you this, but I played with myself listening to you two. I’m not sure who came more, mom or me!

Again, I didn’t know what to think! Here I was laying in the bed of a woman that I had really only known for about a month or two, having just fantasized with her about fucking her daughter and now the daughter was standing just a few feet away from me dressed in just an oversized basketball jersey that showed her tits every time she leaned one way or the other! Suffice it to say that I was dumbstruck!

Vicki asked me if she could sit down on the bed, which brought me out of my stupor. I said, “of course.” When she sat down the jersey rode up and I could see all the way up her leg to where her other leg crossed it. She asked me if I enjoyed looking at her and I told her that yes, I did! She asked me if I would like her to take the jersey off? I tried to recoup and told her, “No, we shouldn’t do that” She ignored me and stood up and took the jersey over her head. Now she was standing there completely naked in front of me!

I was torn! I knew that I should put a stop to this. But I didn’t want to! I mean, really? How many 40-year-old men would kick a 18-year-old hard body out of their bed? Now, the problem was that this wasn’t MY bed. It was my girlfriend’s bed and this was HER 18 year old daughter. As I was mulling this over she slid in to the bed next to me. Her body came to rest along side of mine and her hand reached down and gently grabbed my rock hard cock. She mewed as she rubbed it through the silky material of my running shorts. She told me to tell her what happened last night. I know that I shouldn’t have, but I did. I told her. As I did, she threw the sheet off of us and slid down and tugged my shorts. Now, I could have resisted. I could have refused to raise my hips to allow them to be removed, but I didn’t. She kissed her way down my body telling me to keep talking. Soon she had the tip of my cock in her mouth and was jacking off the base.

As I finished the story, she climbed up and put the mouth of her pussy on the tip of my dick. She smiled mischievously at me and asked me if I wanted her to stop. With that, she rotated her hips which caused the tip of my cock to slide in just a little bit. I said, “No, don’t stop! With that she slowly slide herself down. Impaling her firm young body on my cock. Looking at her, the resemblance to her mother was remarkable! I couldn’t believe that this was happening! I felt guilty, lucky, excited, scared and a hundred other feelings. The most pressing of which was turned on!

Then the wildest thing happened. Just as her mother had done the night before, she rolled off of me. Knowing that I would follow! I ended up as I had the night before. Face to face with my lover. Only this time, it wasn’t Cindy pretending to be Vicki. It was really Vicki. Throwing any inhibitions that I had to the wind, I laid my body down on top of Vicki and put my arms around her pulling her close to me. Vicki’s legs wrapped around my back and she looked me straight in the eyes again and told me to fuck her!

I did! I fucked her every bit as hard as I had fucked her mother the night before! The only difference this time being that I took note of the headboard banging against the wall. As I fucked her my imagination went wild. I pictured her playing with herself last night as I fucked her mom. I pictured myself fucking her mom last night. My concentration returned to the job at hand, making love to this beautiful young woman. I didn’t care if it was right or wrong. It was way past that now. I just wanted to make her cum. I wanted to feel her, to hear her, to fill her as she came. We fucked at a frantic pace. Vicki matched me stroke for stroke. Our passion rose to a fever pitch. It was taking all of my concentration not to cum yet. Then she let loose. She screamed out, “I’m Cummmmmminnnnngggg!!!!” With that, I let loose and filled her tight young pussy with my seed. My balls pumped and pumped. Again, I collapsed on top of a beautiful woman who I had just made love to. 

After we laid there for a couple of minutes we heard Cindy’s car pull into the driveway and the garage door opening. Vicki kissed me on the lips and hopped out of the bed. She grabbed her nightshirt and turned and looked at me. She said, “Our secret?” What else could I say? “Of course!”

Epilogue: I dated Cindy for about a year after this story took place. After graduating with her degree she was offered a great job in another city. We tried to make a long distance thing work, but it didn’t. We parted friends. She never knew about Vicki and I and never brought up that scenario again, though we did role-play a couple of wild ones! 

Vicki and I continued as lovers off and on over that next year. There was one time she came home drunk and I was watching TV downstairs while her mom was asleep upstairs. She sat down and one thing led to another and we ended up making love on the sofa.

There was another time when Cindy had to leave town for an interview and Vicki and I had the house to ourselves for two whole days. Other than those times it was pretty much a random occurrence. We would hook up during the times when her mom was away from the house. Right after her Mom took the new job, Vicki left for college. 

I sometimes talk to both of them on the telephone. Cindy is doing great on her job and is now involved with a guy that she thinks that she might marry. Vicki is having the time of her life in college and is trying to talk me into coming and visiting her. I have a couple of women that I tease with, but that’s about all. I’m still torn about what happened, but consider it to have been probably the best thing that has ever happened to me! The fact that nobody got hurt makes me happy and I haven’t made up my mind if I’m going to take Vicki up on her offer. If I do, I’ll be sure to write another story and let you guys know what happened!



My Girlfriend and Her Lover



My girlfriend and I have been together for several years now, and our time together has been wonderful. In bed, too. As a prelude to sex we would often tell each other sexy fantasies. In Jacky's case, these fantasies often involved seducing my best friend John, or her ex-boyfriend Eric. Both are dark, hairy, and muscularly built men (I'm the tall and skinny type). In these bedtime stories, it was often my role to just sit and watch, while she would have sex with John (or Eric). These stories turned me on as much as her and we would be fucking like crazy before they were even finished!

I kept thinking about these scenarios even at other times, and many a morning after she had left for work (an hour before I did) I turned around in bed and masturbated, picturing my lovely girlfriend having hot sex with my best friend. I confessed this fantasy to her in a conversation during a Saturday afternoon spent drinking in the bar. To my surprise, she told me she had been thinking a lot about this too, and had in fact devised a plan to do something that excited the hell out of her but was still fairly innocent. When she told me, I became hard as rock. I kissed her and told her this was all right with me and she should go ahead with it.

The next weekend, John was in town. As usual on such occasions, I cooked dinner for the three of us and later we all went to the bar. After closing hours, the three of us would have a final whiskey and chat some more. Jacky would always bring a large jug of water on such occasions to prevent a bad hangover in the morning. On this occasion we only had one drink, but Jacky kept refilling John's water glass. Engrossed as he was in the conversation, he didn't even notice and drank all of the water. Then Jacky announced she was going to bed, and both John I decided to do so as well. Now, it so happens that our bedroom is immediately opposite the bathroom, while the guest bedroom is next to ours. We had only been in bed for an hour or so, when we heard John heading to the bathroom. The water had obviously worked. When Jacky heard him flush the toilet, she slipped out of bed and "happened" to meet John in the hallway. She was wearing a tight black nightie, which is so short that her underwear could be seen and tight enough to show off her large 38DD breasts and in this case, the outline of her hard nipples.

"Oh, hi!" said John, obviously unaware of what was to come.

"Hey", Jacky said huskily, walking up to him and stopping only when she was unusually close to him.

"Listen, Ron is sound asleep" (this was a lie, I was awake, and watching them through the keyhole of the bedroom door!).

"This may be a good time to do something I've always wanted to do".

John looked surprised, as she folded her arms around his big strong body and kissed him intensely, her tongue finding his. This kiss seemed to go on for hours; and it was obvious that John's initial complete surprise was soon replaced by something else, as his hands found her back, then her bottom. He pulled her firmly against her, squeezing her buttocks with one hand, the other hand finding her breasts. Jacky was enjoying every minute of this, as was obvious from her groans and movements, pulling herself even closer to this big strong guy. But then John gently broke off the embrace. 

"Look", he said "Right now I would really like to take you back to my bedroom and make love to you all night. But Ron's my best friend and you're his girlfriend so we should both be loyal to him".

Jacky agreed to this, and apologized for her "slip".

"I'll tell you what, though" said John. "When I get back to bed I'll masturbate and think of you. Why don't you do the same?"

In fact, when Jacky got back to bed I wanted to fuck her desperately, being completely aroused by the scene I just witnessed. But Jacky pushed me away and said, somewhat sternly, that being fucked by me now would be a turn-off, but she would really like to me lick her pussy. And so there she was, thinking about John while being licked by me, and John was in the other room, masturbating and thinking about Jacky.

When John had left the following morning, we had a long conversation about what had happened last night and decided we were both OK with it. The bedtime stories involving John were now even more exciting, considering how close they were to having actually happened and Jacky became more confident and assertive in our relationship. I rarely got to fuck her, but she wanted me to satisfy her orally every night. A few weeks later, she took things a step further.

She was still friends with her ex Eric, and would sometimes meet him at a bar for drinks. One evening, she stayed out with Eric until long after closing time, and I awoke at 3 AM in the morning when I heard Jacky and Eric come in. I heard them enter the living room, no doubt for a final drink, but then the bedroom door opened and Jacky came in, smelling of smoke, alcohol, and her lust, her craving for sex. She sat down on the side of the bed, kissed me gently, and told me she had had a really nice evening with Eric, a very long and intense conversation, and she asked me for permission to sleep with Eric.

Although I was somewhat shocked at this turn of events, the thought deeply excited me. I told her that I loved her and that she should go ahead. She said she loved me too, blew me a seductive kiss and walked out of the room. From our bedroom, I heard the sound of talking and then kissing. I couldn't make out what was going on exactly, but I believe Eric fucked my girlfriend three or four times that night – once on the kitchen table and at least twice in the guest bed. Hearing the sound of the bed creaking, two people moaning, someone slapping the other, and Jacky repeatedly, and very noisily coming, I got hornier and hornier, and every round of jerking off was soon followed by a new hard-on and another round!

In the morning, Eric seemed quite embarrassed about what he and Jacky had done, so he disappeared without even coffee. Jacky was still in a playful mood however, and pushed me into the bedroom in which she and Eric had fucked all night. She ordered me to kneel before her and lick her cunt while she leaned back. As I did, I realized Eric's semen was still dripping from her, but I licked it all up, causing her to come noisily in the process. After that, she told me to "take care of the other side too". As I started licking her asshole, I noticed that it was all slippery from Eric's cum too. I licked this up as she fingered herself to orgasm. Then she sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing my cock with her feet (she is a genius at this) while I laid on the floor. When I came explosively, spreading cum all over her feet, she commanded me to lick her feet clean. For the third time that morning, I was licking semen from her body.

Over the next few weeks Jacky essentially took control of our relationship. The night with Eric and the morning after seemed to have transformed her behavior towards me. She was more self-assured and stern in how she treated me, but this change in her personality turned me on. She had me wear a chastity belt and the hornier I got, the more susceptible I was to what she requested of me. In addition to my licking her cunt every night, Jacky had discovered that having her asshole licked was a major turn on for her and as a result, I ended up doing that more frequently as time passed. When she rewarded me with a hand or foot job, she insisted that I lick up the inevitable mess that I made and since she rarely allowed me to come, it usually was a big mess. I didn't get to fuck her anymore and when I complained about this, she gave me a stern look and told me she simply didn't have the energy for full sex with me and reminded me of who held the keys to my penis.

Then, one evening, another one of her and Eric's nights out ended much earlier than the last time, and when they came back I was still up. Eric's shyness on the previous occasion had disappeared, and both he and Jacky were quite cocky and commandeering. She more or less ordered me to go to the kitchen and fetch drinks. When I returned to the living room, she and Eric were on the sofa, kissing, Eric massaging her large breasts. Seeing me come in, he winked me over and took the drinks.

Jacky then told me to "sit on the floor and watch." 

Eric told Jacky to kneel on the sofa and to put her hands behind her back. She did, leaning back, far so that her large breasts pointed up. "Open your mouth and close your eyes", he told her. He then took the wine and poured some of it in her mouth. She swallowed, but he continued pouring wine, until she spilled it, wine dripping from her chin, and neck. He then kissed her, licking the wine, slowly working his way to her neck, opening her blouse, button by button, revealing her beautiful tits. He poured more wine, this time on her breasts and licked it up again, his tongue circling her nipples. Jacky gasped as his tongue found a nipple, first kissed it softly, licked it, and then bit it.

As his mouth found hers, he took one nipple between each thumb and forefinger and played with them, squeezing, pulling, stroking... Jacky is a sucker for breast play and she always told me how good her ex was at this. It was true, it seemed as if she was about to come just from the treatment he gave her nipples! 

Eric then turned to me. He said, "As you see I am about to fuck your girlfriend... but listen, she tells me you're worthless with your tiny little dick but do know how to use your mouth. Is that true?"

I didn't know how to respond at first, then said yes. 

"Oh?" he said "Why don't you lick your girlfriend's pussy then?" 

Slowly, I walked over to the couch, as Jacky folded her legs out, stretched them and put them down on the floor. I removed her panties, and as she leaned back, I began to work on her pussy, first circling with my tongue,

then finding the lips and clit. As I looked up, I saw that Eric was still playing with my girlfriend's tits and soon I felt her body tense, indicating she was almost coming. Then Eric stopped and took off his clothes, revealing his muscular body. To my shock, he grabbed me by the hair and turned me facing towards him, inches from his large, thick cock. 

"Why don't you suck this for a while?" My eyes turned to Jacky and she nodded her assent. When I opened my mouth, more in surprise than anything else, he pulled me even closer, the shaft of his cock against my mouth. I obeyed. I took his cock in my mouth, sucking him, like a slut would. As I sucked, I could feel his cock even getting harder. Now that I had warmed both Jacky and Eric up orally, the fucking started. Jacky instructed me to hold her legs and spread them wide while licking her feet. As my tongue found her toes and licked them, Eric slowly inserted his large member and fucked my girlfriend, slowly first, but increasing in pace. When he came, he pulled out and shot his load all over her. He shot so forcefully that she was covered in cum, from her belly up to her breasts. She then ordered me to lick her completely clean and then cleanse his dick as well.

The two of them fucked four times in total and did it right in front of my eyes, while I served as a cunt, cock, ass, foot, and cum licking assistant to my girlfriend and her lover.